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Costumes 'R Us: Part 2 Here's part 2. Shorter side but hopefully enjoyable. ************************************* PART 2 I checked the clock on the way out the front door, I still had almost 2 hours to kill before the party started. Figuring I should get some food in my new big body, I grabbed the keys and headed downtown. I?d never been a very attractive guy, and certainly not muscular, so walking around town as both was a real treat. Everywhere I went people just stared at me and complimented my costume. One guy even came up and asked me where I worked out. I just laughed and told him I?d never worked out in my life! While looking for someplace to grab a bite I noticed the dark alley I?d gone down a few hours ago to get my costume. Hell, I might as well go back and tell the lady how happy I am. I walked into the store, again the only customer, and the owner looked at me and said, ?Oh no, your not satisfied? Come here we?ll fix it before your party.? Before I could even utter a word she?d taken me into the backroom, opened a draw full of golden bracelets, chains, and rings all with nearly illegible labels. She began going through them, all the time mumbling to herself. I couldn?t really hear much of what she was saying, though I heard random words like ?muscle,? ?model,? and ?strength.? Finally she must have found what she was looking for, because she turned around and clasped a new bracelet around my wrist. ?This will fix it, I promise. Go lie down, I?ll wake you for party.? I couldn?t even protest as she pushed me onto the bed. Once again I felt a heaviness upon me, and soon I falling sound asleep. What the hell was I getting myself into... ***************************************** I awoke with a start and looked around, disoriented. The room I was in was dimly lit and I sparsely furnished. Then I remember the bracelet. Before I could look down the door swung open and more lights came on. ?Its party time mister. You satisfied now?? She said, indicating a now illuminated mirror. If I thought I was in shock before, I really couldn?t believe my eyes now. Sure before I?d looked amazing. I was probably about 240lbs of muscle before, a super ripped fitness model/bodybuilder with a pornstar cock. Now there was no denying it, I was a muscle god. I looked to be easily 100lbs bigger than I was before. My costume still fit, though it simply served to highlight my perfect body. The thin shreded pants showed off my truly massive legs. My vest now barely came down to the middle of my massive 8 pack. And my shoulders looked wider than most people were tall. ?Holy Hell! This is incredible.? I said flexing powerful arms in the mirror, ?Any chance you can tell me how big I am now?? ?Sure, measuring tape right hear for customers. We can make modifications if you aren?t fully satisfied. Please undress for measurements.? She really didn?t mess around this lady, and normally I never would have done this. But when your over 300lbs of perfect muscle, embarrassment really isn?t an option. I quickly stripped and she began measurements at the top. Damn I looked good. I looked like a comic book super hero made flesh. My massive muscles were all standing in bold relief, looking flexed even when relaxed. My thin tan skin accented by body, making me look looked a bronzed statue. And of course at the center of it all my massive equipment hung low and full. I really was a god. My thick bull?s neck was 23? around. My incredible chest measured 64? around. My arms were 26? and looked even bigger than that thanks to my now razor sharp definition. She measured my literally PERFECT abs at 30? (a far cry from my blubbery 44? waist that morning). My quads were now 32? around, bigger than my waist. And my calves were no slouches at 23 massive inches each. All these numbers served to get my ego and juices flowing, and soon I had a raging hard-on. Again, I would normally be embarrassed by this kind of thing, but that really didn?t make sense anymore. Without a word she grabbed her tape measure and stretched it up and around my oh-so-sensitive dick. 18? long and 9? around. Damn. Just hearing those numbers caused my dick to spasm, and soon her mirror was covered in my cum. I started to apologize and she just silenced me with a look. ?You happy now? Satisfied?? I just smiled, unable to take my eyes of my reflection. My perfect body, massive cock, and my even more handsome face. This town had a new king of the hill. ?Very satisfied. But I am going to need to buy some new clothes this weekend.? ?I have some to fit BIG men. I will get some together while you get dressed. Don?t want to be late for the party.? I got dressed, again amazed at how this costume stretched to fit my every curve perfectly. I didn?t know if I looked better naked or clothed, hell I don?t think it really mattered. I looked amazing regardless. My legs were bursting out of my pants and rippling with every movement, my junk pushed out obscenely from my crotch, and my vest was hardly noticeable next to my thick massive chest. I didn?t even need to flex and I looked better than any bodybuilder I?d even seen. I looked like a pirate god. With one final cocky glance I headed out of the backroom and towards the front of the store. Janice, as she told me her name was, handed me a bag full of clothes with a warm smile. ?These should get you started, I keep things in all sizes for my customers. If you need anything else come back to see me, but I hope you will be happy for a while now.? ?How could I not be happy?? I replied smiling and flexing my big muscles, ?this is what I?ve always dreamed of. I never thought I?d be so happy to have gone costume shopping.? With that I headed out of the store and on my way to what was bound to be the greatest night of my life so far... ******************************* I pulled into the parking lot about 40 minutes after the official beginning of the party. This meant I would be walking in late and, hopefully, all eyes would be on me for my BIG entrance. After checking my reflection one more time in windows of my car, I buckled my now toy sword (man did this thing looks small now) and headed inside. I walked in to see my boss, dressed up as cat-women. I had to admit she pulled off the tight leather outfit well. But she obviously appreciated my costume, because her mouth dropped open when she saw me walk in through the entrance. ?Holy Shit Mark, is that you? Are those real?? She said, placing her small hand on one of my thick pecs, which I bounced and flexed for her approval. ?Well you are certainly going to have a lot of friends here with that costume, lets get you a drink.? I just smiled as she wrapped her arm around my much bigger arm, her small hand not even remotely covering my thick bicep. She proceeded to spend next half hour taking me around the party and showing me off, trying to make it seem like we had more of a connection than we truly did. But to be honest I really didn?t care. I smiled and flexed and generally enjoyed the endless stream of compliments on my ?costume? and body. Finally, after assuring her that I would be back, I broke free to get to the bar. That?s where I met Chris and my night took a whole new turn. Chris had been one of the first people I?d noticed at work. Not only did he have a beautiful easy smile, but his suit hid what was clearly a fantastic body. Now I got to see just how good a body it was, as he was wearing a small gladiator skirt, a sword across his beautiful chest, and some boots. Combined with his Italian skin, thick black hair and piercing blue eyes made him a real stunner. He almost spilled his drink as I took a spot next to him at the bar, clearly he wasn?t used to having someone bigger than him around. I decided to intimidate him a bit, and placed my obviously larger arm on the bar next to him, slightly flexed of course. But that?s when I noticed it, right around his wrist was a tiny intricate tattoo. Yep, identical to the one I had early that evening. This was going to be fun. ?Chris,? I said in my deepest rumble, ?Names Mark. Love the costume, Janice pick it out?? His look of surprise was quickly covered by that handsome smile, ?Actually yeah, she helped me out two Halloween?s ago when I first moved here. I?ve been enjoying it ever since. You obviously went with a larger model I see?? ?Well I have to tell you I didn?t plan on it, but I?m certainly loving the results,? I said flexing my massive arms, ?what do you think?? He leaned in close, practically whispering to me, ?I think you are the hottest thing I?ve seen and if I don?t get what?s left of those pants off you soon I?m going to rip them off.? I had to laugh at that. Never before had I considered I would be proposition like this at a bar. Certainly not over my Halloween ?costume? and definitely not by one of the hottest guys I?d ever seen. ?Well we wouldn?t want to do that, I don?t have any other pants at the moment.? ?How about we solve both our problem?s then? Meet me upstairs in my office in 5 minutes, don?t be late.? ****************************** Once again this was a night of first?s for me. I?d grown an extra 150lbs of rippling muscles, I?d become the center of attention at a party, i?d been propositioned at a ?bar,? and now I was fucking a gorgeous muscle stud on my company?s conference room table with my 18? cock. Chris was loving every second of it. He couldn?t get enough of my size and my strength. I?d easily lifted him up and placed him on my rod a few minutes ago, and he was now lost in ecstasy as I unloaded the newest best orgasm of my life inside his beautiful ass. I was just about ready to return to the party when I heard a gasp. Amanda, my boss, was standing there staring at Chris, me, and mostly at my cock. I just smiled and waved her over. ?There is plenty of me to go around. Ready for a ride pussy-cat?? I can't wait to see what the next Halloween brings... |
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I hope we don't have to wait until next Halloween for more! :-) xoxo richard |
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Not what I was expecting for a part 2...NICE SUPRISE! |
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Wish I could find MY Janice! mike __________________ --It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change. Charles Darwin |
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It's nice to hear that Janice is there year after year. Now I wonder just how much our hero gets to keep. More please.. And please do... Keep Writing. MD |
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