The Salt part 8 by rdyroger

[rdyroger]

[COLOR=White]The Salt part 8 by rdyroger copyright 2009 and all that legal stuff

So when he woke up ... his face was so tough looking, handsome but seriously studly. His voice had dropped an octave and he staggered as he tried to get his new center of balance.

He looked at his awesome muscled magnificence.. he lifted his new cock, he looked at me and said, "I want more."

uh oh.


Part 8

I tried to argue with him. You can't argue with Austin. Esp a 6'10" tall Austin. I had never made anyone taller than 7', not even Joey Franco. I was terrified. Austin was 2" taller than I was and horny... a Giant. He was a muscle freak and wanted to be freakier. He wasn't as BIG as Joey, but he wanted to be bigger. He wanted to have a bigger cock, bigger testicles, he wanted more hair on his chest, he wanted to be taller, and he wanted much more muscle. As much as he could possibly have. And he was very persuasive.

I didn't know what to do. He was a muscle stud and I was scared. He was very aggressive with me. He seduced me and we were on his bed, our hard cocks pressed together, and he was looking at them together. Then I realized, he was comparing them, with a cold clinical eye. My cock was bigger than his by a couple of inches and I was thicker, and my balls were bigger. And I had a bigger chest, and biceps. Austin wanted more. He knew I could give him more and I found it difficult to say no, especially when Austin was fucking my ass with his amazing tool. He dominated me... I had never been in a situation where I was a slave boy but that's what Austin made me feel like. I told him no, though. He was rough and insistent. I lied and told him that he couldn't have any more for at least a month or he would get sick. He didn't believe me. He made me worship his muscle and came in my face and mouth repeatedly. It wasn't sexy fun like with my friends, it was humiliating. I wouldn't cry, though. I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. And there was a part of me that loved being dominated. I hated that part of me, because I loved Joey Franco so much, it made me feel unclean and that just turned me on more. Finally Austin was done using me and he let me go wash.

When I came out of the bathroom I stopped. Austin was drinking a glass of water. I looked, and saw that my fanny pack was open. There were little scattered torn papers laying on the table. He had gone into my stash of Salt that I had been carrying, and he was drinking them down. He looked at me with a victorious, treacherous smile on his face. I felt sick. Austin didn't deserve this. And I didn't know what he'd taken. I walked forward and he backed away. He let me survey the damage.

I had marked the papers with abbreviated codes... but they were easy to figure out if you knew what they were. Joey had taken 4 teaspoons more of the "Fred" GF and another two teaspoons of the alternate genital growth factor that settled in the testicles. He looked at me triumphantly with that sick smile and I literally cringed. I was so glad I didn't have anymore of the 135 in my pack, I thought I had but I had used it at the swimming pool I guess... and the other Fred genital growth factor.

Austin suddenly was very nice to me. He told me that he was just playing rough and he thought I had liked it. It was as if he'd flipped a switch, he was suddenly Mr Nice Guy again. But I wasn't fooled. Still I was torn between the desire the leave and the desire to stay and see what happened to him. He said he was hungry, that he was a growing boy still. I didn't argue when he went into the kitchen and made us some soup and sandwiches. I was famished, from the sex, and hey, it does take a LOT of calories to feed my muscles.

After I finished the soup, I sat back and stared at Austin. He laughed. Then he pulled out of his back pocket two more papers ... that had been in my fanny pack. it was a teaspoon of the Fred genital growth factor and two more teaspoons of the Fred muscle growth factor-- that had made Fred so freaky muscled and hairy.

I told him he was crazy to have taken those on top of the others. He laughed again. He'd put them in my soup. I looked in the bowl. It was empty. I shivered.

Austin laughed again and said he wanted a big muscle slave.

I realized he had no idea what he'd done to me. My cock was already huge. This.. .this was like I'd been raped. I was turning into a distorted muscle hung stud and I knew pretty well what those two "Fred" GF packets would do.

Then Austin pulled his final trick. He pulled out another packet- empty. It was the sexual performance enhancer, another two teaspoons. I'd marked it in now smeared pencil, sx enhcr. Not much of a code, I guess.

"And what does this do?" Austin asked me in his sexy deep voice.

"Don't tell me you put that in my soup!"

"No, I didn't"

"Austin, you shouldn't have taken that... it's a sexual performance enhancer, it could make you out of control."

"Yeah, I guessed that. But... I didn't take it."

"You told me you didn't put it in my soup!"

"I didn't, I put it in your sandwich."

I thought about trying to stick my finger down my throat but it was already too late. I had a pretty fast metabolism and even as I thought of it my stomach growled for more food.

Austin was blinking already, he was sleepy. And I was feeling tired. I could feel the insistent tug of sleep. I was terrified. What would this treachery do to me?

To make it worse, as Austin climbed into his bed, he told me, "Hey, turnabout is fair play."

I knew he was right. I was sleepy tired and it was late now, but I wasn't going to head home. I called Trey and asked him to cover for me... that I was staying over at the Franco's to study. I figured Mom and Dad, if I was lucky, wouldn't even realize how late I would get home.

I refused to get in the bed with Austin so I sprawled out on his corner group sofa, fortunately he had an 8' sofa. I was gonna need it.

I felt my eyelids getting heavier and I - drifted off to sleep.

I woke in the middle of the night. It was 2 am and I'd been asleep for 3 hours. I felt refreshed... and okay, in general. I always felt horny these days and I felt about the same... or so I thought. What I didn't realize was that my brain now worked fine until I was sexually aroused. Then I was insatiable... a complete sex pig. I looked and there was a scattering of hair on my pecs.. my pecs were enormous! Joey Franco sized now. I gasped. I looked down and there was my massive meat hanging over my hip and down onto the sofa cushion. It was bigger, longer, thicker than ever. And felt even heavier, that was for sure.

I looked at my massive quadriceps, they had blown up with new growth. And they were hairy now, and I had a hairy muscle belly and my pubes had exploded too, like a dark curling jungle.

I stood up. I'd gained about 50 lbs and I was 6'10" tall now. My flaccid penis... like a monument, a mockery of normalcy... like one of those Tom of Finland drawings that Sam had showed me.

But those drawings were fantasy and this was reality. It was the reality I would have to live with.

I went to Austin's bedroom. He was sprawled across his bed, snoring.

He was enormous. I was disgusted with him, and I felt humiliated. I struggled into my boardshorts and pulled on my overstretched t shirt and it ripped. It ripped all over. I didn't care. I went downstairs and got on my bike and rode home.

When I got there I snuck up into my room. I thought that I was going to be alone that night, but Trey came into the bedroom.

He was so nice I wanted his company. He was in my arms and my meat, it came erect.

"I might be taller but you are definitely bigger in the basket" Trey whispered.

"Hey, you're still younger than I am... who knows how big you're gonna get?"

"As long as I'm still taller than you I don't care."

My sexual stamina now was incredible. I stayed hard continuously. Even when I came, for minutes, I stayed hard. Only when I felt satiated, and that seemed more dependent now on my mood than on any physical limitation, did I even become flaccid.

Still, it was so good to have Trey in my arms after the terrible night I'd had with Austin. I realized that I didn't want that sort of slave boy relationship... Trey, and Joey... and Greg and Fred... they were the people who cared about me.

So I guess I finally grew up.

I slipped Trey another teaspoon of salt 135 in his breakfast. He was going to get his wish of being 7' tall.

I went to go see Joey Franco and I dosed him again with another 2 heaping teaspoons of 135 in his lunch. Wasn't hard to do as we were so busy having sex he wasn't paying attention to anything else.

Then I went to go see Uncle Joe.

I'd been avoiding him.

I went into the lab and he looked at me. Then he recognized me. Then he blinked.

I told him EVERYTHING.

I've never had such a terrible feeling as the look on his face when I was telling him what I'd done.

He wasn't cool about it.

He asked me a lot of very embarrassing things, especially about Austin.

I answered honestly. I was so scared but, you know.

I won't tell you I felt better about it. I guess I was at least happy to not be lying to Uncle Joe anymore.

Uncle Joe told me about his experiments, and that he'd not reported the results to the government. I was now his lab rat. I mean, he didn't say that but he took a blood sample and ran tests.

Apparently the mutations were stable. I wasn't going to die or explode and grow another head.

He looked at my enlarged genitals and measured. I didn't ask. I knew already.

He ran me through some strength tests and I guess I was a lot stronger than I'd realized.

Then he sat, and thought, and waited. I mean, it was like hours. Felt like it anyway. I was this huge hulking muscle stud, sitting on a lab stool, afraid to move.

Finally, he spoke.

"We can't tell anyone." I felt hopeful. "We can't tell your parents or your brother or your friends."

"but..."

"We can't let this get out. I'm years ahead in research. If it got out, people... they would go nuts. You've seen what people do with steroids, which can kill their liver and kidneys and testicles. Even though my "Salts" as you call them, are relatively stable metabolically, we can't let this loose in the world- and it would get loose in the world. It would be bad. We need even a few more years of civilization on this planet. How many calories a day do you eat?"

"6000 or so."

"There's enough people starving already. You few won't make a difference... but if you tripled the demand for food worldwide?"

I gulped.

"You see why it's so important that no one find out?"

"Yes, Uncle Joe, I do."

"So now I need to think about your friend Austin."

"He's not my friend!"

"No, he's certainly not that," Uncle Joe said gently. "But he's a good example of how most people would behave. I'm rather surprised you seem to have picked your 'test subjects' well."

"Can, can you undo what ... I mean, can Austin...?"

"Can I shrink you boys? No. Too dangerous."

I admit I felt relief. Being 5'8" after being a 6'10" muscled hung God would have been a major bummer.

Not that there's anything wrong with that!

"The reactions would be unpredictable, the results might be organ failure or shut down... you are definitely, at least unless I make some brilliant breakthrough, going to be the size you are now."

Uncle Joe quizzed me a lot about Austin.

Then he went to his gene sequencer and ran some simulations. Then he made a new formula.

"You have to give this to Austin, but NO ONE else."

"What..?"

"It will temper his... aggressions. He's too dangerous and from what you tell me he would do injury to people."

"So what did you...?"

"I modeled the change on your personality markers, only I knocked down the aggression even more than yours. I think he will lose his taste for dominance and crazy dangerous sex pretty quickly."

It was easy. Too easy, really. Austin actually showed up to work. That was enough to make comments. People were convinced he'd been on the juice, and that was easy to hide the real growth factors. He smirked at me and I wanted to punch his giant stupid face in. Okay, so maybe I am a bit aggressive. So Uncle Joe is a genius. But he smirked at me cause he was 7'2" tall and truly a giant, a Chinese giant. And he was wearing a spandex unitard to show off. And man did he have a lot to show off.

He was so hot and I hated him so much. And he knew it. I was angry at myself for being so wrong.

Here's what happened. I had my gym bag, I put a sports drink in the bag and it was just a bit empty, like I'd had a few sips. I put the two teaspoons in the drink, and left the torn paper in the bag as well. I went off to get a drink at the fountain, I made a show of looking in the bag to check the drink was there, kinda casual like and then ran across the gym floor. Austin was pretending to ignore me in that I am watching every move you make way. Then I pretended to look to see what Austin was doing and I then went into the bathroom. I waited for 120 whole seconds and then came back out. Austin was looking at the paper, which I am marked in smeary pencil '135 msl grwth". I looked alarmed and Austin grabbed up the drink.

"No Austin don't!" I said. I guess I'm a pretty good actor because he immediately drank the sports drink to the bottom. I made a show of oh no how could you and I wanted to be bigger than you and all that.

He smiled and ordered me to come with him to his place. I thought that would be a good idea, so I did.

I'm not spiteful. I'm not vengeful. But maybe I'm more like Trey than I would like to admit.

We got to his place and he dominated me and fucked me. I let him. It was just a waiting game. At least he wasn't hurting someone who couldn't take his size.

Finally, about an hour later, he got sleepy.

"Oh no you are going to be too huge!" I told him.

He must have known something was wrong but he was too sleepy. Maybe I'm not that good of an actor after all. Maybe I had a smile as wide as my face when I said that. But he fell asleep.

He woke 4 hours later.

"Oh man I have the WORST headache!"

He sat up and I walked up to him. He flinched.

"What's wrong, Austin?"

"Dude, you're huge!"

"yeah so are you?"

"I thought you were gonna hit me."

"I don't hit people."

"Yeah I know, it's just that you're so huge!"

"What do you mean?"

"You scare me."

And I realized I did scare him. He was suddenly VERY sorry about everything, the way he'd acted, and he wanted to worship my big muscles. He didn't seem to realize that he'd changed at all and I didn't tell him.

I have to admit I liked his new personality. But then I realized it was the same as mine, only... not aggressive at all. Super Nice guy.

He went back to work the next day dressed down and was super nice to the customers. He helped re rack the weights, he offered to help people move their apartments, (the joke was he just picked up the apartment building) and he was generally a terrific guy to everyone. He kept apologizing to me until I made him promise to stop. And I had to let him worship my muscle and cock to prove I wasn't mad at him. Which was pretty funny, cause you know, he could pick me up and snap me in two. But that idea would horrify him now.

Who knew I was such a nice guy?

It was great cause I always had him for a spotter at the gym if Joey couldn't make it when I was there.

Trey... Trey was too distracting if I was working out. When I was on the bench press if Trey was spotting me, it was too sexual. I was afraid I would get hard and my cock would poke out of my boardshorts. Which is what I wore over the giant jockstrap that kept my junk in check. Or tried to, anyway. Thanks to evil Austin I was carrying a huge burden even with my height and muscle and ... well, it was just freaky sized junk, okay?

BTW, it turned out Austin was Korean. Who knew?

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Wow, I had fun. Hope you did too. Austin will be baaccckkkk... I think.
Next up... GREG. heh heh heee

thanks rdyroger
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[scot158f]

Holy crap! Two great chapters in one day!! Great job, rdyroger! I wonder if Joey will like the new hairy Travis? Maybe Greg'll like him that way too! I sure do! Thank you!

[Mad Dog]

Woo! Thanks for the two-fer. :3

And it's nice to see Travis sort of get a taste of his own medicine in terms of being transformed without his consent.

[rdyroger]

Thanks... the next chapter I'm writing now. It's going in different directions, sometimes I don't know what is going to show up on the screen...! But I have a few ideas... I think i'm not done with them yet...

[Greggrth]

Another brilliant chapter man, this story is so hot. i reeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaallllly can't wait for the next bit

[philat99]

Seems like you've tied up loose ends with Uncle Joe and Austin. Maybe this is a natural point to conclude this story and move on to the next. Just my opinion.
Mike

[muscl4life]

Excellent chapter bro, these new installments were terrific! I just wish you to have the greatest time while writing thise saga for us!

Take care

[redroger11]

Brilliant. I love how you handled the whole Dominance thing. You didn't punish Austin or scar him for life. He's just a bit more "Nice". And like muscl4life said, have fun with this, cause we sure are. Keep Writing.

redroger11

[rdyroger]

thanks! I was kinda worried people would really want Austin to suffer and I thought it would be more interesting to fix him. And Travis isn't exactly blameless, I doubt ALL of his friends would have said yes I want to be 7' tall! So.. I'm working away on the next sequence here, it's not over yet... still have more with Greg and maybe a few unexpected turns along the road.

[chocomus]

it was really fun nd hot. Maybe i'm being to curious, but.... how big is his cock? I mean soft. And in inches. And his biceps? it's just that when they grow so big it starts to get difficult sometimes imagining the size. Not because isn't explained enough well. It0s great decrived. And seeing the growth actually happening is so hot

Maybe i'm crazy, but i think there would be more demand from the "nice guy" formula that the M135. There are some people out there that really needs to cool of a bit

[MAZIVKAROLY]

Creative and sensitively well written.

[Mad Dog]

Eagerly awaiting part 9!!!!!