The New Man Initiative 5

[PunkGuy01]

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 6
Part 7
Parts 8 and 9
Part 10
Part 11
Part 12
Part 13
Part 14

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The next morning David found a text waiting for him. It read:

‘hey dave, u feeling better yet? Im going to come by today about 12 to make sure ur ok, alex’

Shit, thought David, it was after half 11 already by the time he’d woken up, he didn’t have long before Alex was due to arrive. What was he going to tell him? How could he explain growing to bodybuilder size in a fortnight? While he was worrying, he had an idea and started picking up handfuls of clothes and arranging them under his bedsheets. He closed the curtains, turned the radiator way up and the lights up, and threw crunched up tissues all over. Just as he’d thrown his tenth tissue there was a knock at the door.

David ran to the door, regained his composure, and opened it, seeing Alex’s familiar face. For a moment he was puzzled – hadn’t Alex been shorter before? – but he quickly pushed that thought away and said, “Hi, can I help you?”

Alex was clearly shocked by the muscleman standing in front of him, but eventually said, “Erm yeah, I’m a friend of David’s, just wanted to see if he’s OK...who are you?”

“I’m his cousin Jared from across town, I’m his closest relative so I came to take care of him. Poor guy, been sick as a dog for like two weeks now bro.”

David wasn’t sure why he’d picked Jared as his fake name, but he liked it. He felt like it suited his new body much better than David did anyway. He gave Alex a quick look over too. Dressed in a green t-shirt and denim shorts and with slightly matted hair, Alex looked like he’d just got back from the beach. David could see his nipples poking through the t-shirt, his big pecs pushing the shirt out nicely, and a little pre leaked out of his dick.

“Oh right, well I just came by to make sure he was OK, me and the guys haven’t seen him for about that long. Can I see him?”

“Sure, he’s in his room, follow me.”

David led Alex into his bedroom and warned him, “He’s very weak and might not be up to talking. I wouldn’t go closer than the other side of the bed too if I was you, it’s some nasty shit he’s got.”

Alex perched on the other side of the bed and said, “Hey Dave, it’s Alex. Just wanted to check you’re alright, me and the guys were getting worried. But it sounds like you’re still unwell...” Alex paused to give ‘David’ time to respond, but when the piles of clothes didn’t say anything he continued, “Well I guess you’re too sick to talk but that’s OK, I’m going to leave some stuff with your cousin here. Get well soon buddy.”
And with that Alex got up and he and David left the room.

Alex took a deep breath out, “So what exactly’s wrong with him?”

“It’s a really bad flu – doctors can’t really do anything for it so they just said for him to rest. Tell you what, give me your number and I’ll tell you when he’s better.”

“Sure,” Alex said, writing it down on a piece of paper, “And give this to him too will you? You know, for when he’s better,” Alex handed David a bottle of red wine as he was leaving – it used to be one he really liked, but from last night’s experience David didn’t think he’d have much of an appetite for it any more.

“Sure thing, thanks Alex,” David replied as he closed the door on him. Just as the door closed Alex realised that he’d never told Jared his name, how had he known?

Meanwhile, David let out a sigh of relief. Alex hadn’t realised it was him, so he opened his bedroom curtains again and threw his clothes on the floor from the bed. Then he put on his uniform, packed a gym bag and headed off for an afternoon shift at work before he could spend the rest of the day working out. His shirt was really snug across his big pecs, back and arms, and his ass was incredibly pronounced through the pants. Fuck I look good, David thought.

When he got to work, he ran almost immediately into Mrs Somers, who didn’t look happy.

“David, could I see you for a moment? In my office.”

David followed her in and closed the door.

“Sit down,” she said while opening a notebook, “David, I’ve been paying a lot of attention to you over the past two weeks. You’re usually very conscientious, but lately you’ve made lots of mistakes. To be specific: forty-three orders taken incorrectly and sent back to the kitchen; twenty-two instances of undercharging customers; three tables allowed to leave with no payment taken at all; and twelve instances of you admiring yourself in silverware instead of serving customers. What do you have to say for yourself?”

David felt very uncomfortable. He knew he’d made mistakes but it was very unsettling to hear them itemised and numbered. He looked into his hands and mumbled, “Sorry Mrs Somers.”

His supervisor sighed, “David I’m afraid sorry isn’t going to cut it. I’ve also noticed there have recently become things more important to you than work – you’ve put on weight very quickly. I don’t know how you’ve managed it but it’s none of my business. And there’s all that time looking at yourself in the silver. I think it’s best if you focus on what you’re interested in and if I find a replacement.”

Suddenly shocked, David asked, “Wait, am I being fired?!”

“What I said David is that it serves neither yourself nor the company to have you here if you can’t focus on your job. Your redundancy check is in the mail. Please vacate the premises, thank you,” Mrs Somers went back to some paperwork on her desk while David sat there. What would he do now? After sitting and thinking for a minute or two he got up and left. Before he knew it, he’d walked to the gym, and had the most intense workout of his life. He may not have been as smart as he had been but David understood the gravity of the situation. Without a job how would he pay rent? Or for food? Or, as seemed most important at that moment, his gym membership?

With nowhere else to turn, David decided at the end of his workout to text Tony:

‘got fired, need help finding a job. Can we meet? Dave’

A reply came almost immediately:

‘orange bar, 9pm tonight, tony’

David smiled. He may not have a job but at least Tony might be able to help. With this in mind David hit the showers, washing away the sweat from his large body. As he washed himself he noticed there was a lot of hair on the floor of the shower. As he looked his body over he saw to his surprise that he now had much less pubic and body hair than before. Not that he’d been hairy at first, but now he looked almost smooth. He looked himself over in the mirror and decided he looked better this way, it made him look bigger somehow.

By the time he was all dressed it was very nearly 8pm, he’d been in the gym for just about 7 straight hours and was feeling really pumped by now. So he grabbed some food and then went to the Orange Bar, in the same booth as the night before, ordered a beer and waited for Tony.

David didn’t know why he’d asked Tony. He thought for a moment and decided it was just because he was the only one who knew David as he had become. However there was something else, another reason he wanted to see Tony again. He felt very at ease around him: comfortable and as though he could be himself, or his new self at any rate. Like he could check out guys without reproach and discuss the upcoming changes but also...oh shit. David realised he had a crush on Tony.

Just then the man in question sat down at the booth with a beer, saying “I’m so sorry to hear you lost your job Dave. Happens to a lot of guys in our position: as they change they lose what makes them good at the job too. But in your case I’m sure you won’t miss waiting tables.”

“That’s true,” replied David, “But I just can’t think of anything else I could do. I thought maybe...” he trailed off as he became a bit self-conscious and looked down into his beer.

“Maybe what?”

“Maybe...you could get me a job?” David said looked up at him hopefully.

“You do remember what I do right? Modelling and porn? Which do you wanna do bro?”

“I’m not ready for porn that’s for sure. Know anyone who needs a muscle model?”

Tony slouched back in his seat and sighed, “I can ask around but I’m not sure. Let me have a think and get back to you. Anyway, onto what I wanna talk about: have you grown since yesterday?!”

David looked himself over. Maybe he had but he couldn’t tell without taking his clothes off, “I don’t know. I did spend seven hours in the gym today. Didn’t know what else to do after I got fired.”

“Shit...looks like it’s having a huge impact in your first month...” Tony said as he stared at David, “Tell you what, let’s get you home and find out!”

“Sure,” David replied as he drained his beer. His heart fluttered – Tony wanted to go back to his place, would this mean more sex or something...more?

After a quiet and slightly uncomfortable cab ride, they arrived back at David’s place.

“Alright fucker, first things first, let’s get you weighed,” Tony said. David lead him into the bathroom, stripped off and stood on the scales. Tony looked him over with a big grin on his face and a lump in his pants before asking, “Well?”

“Shit...” David replied, “Two-forty-five.”

“Are you kidding me? Twenty-five pounds in a day?! How big are you trying to get?!”

“I don’t know...I didn’t really think about it, after I got fired I didn’t really have anything else to do. I needed to blow off some steam...I didn’t think about it as anything else...”

“Of course you didn’t. You said thinking hurts now right? That’d explain it...shit man I can’t believe how big you are, you’re only twenty pounds behind me, and if you don’t get another job soon I bet you’ll pass my size easily, maybe even tomorrow.”

David felt bad but he couldn’t really explain why, “Sorry Tony...”

“Sorry?! Shit man I’m impressed! Don’t apologise, it’s been months since I’ve seen a bigger guy than me...the thought of you being bigger...dude I’m so turned on right now,” Tony said as he gave his crotch a rub, “Also...have you shaved today?”

“No, why?”

“Because bro, you were way hairier than this yesterday. Your pubes were like a forest and you had hair all over, now...damn man you’re real smooth,” Tony said as he slid a hand over David’s smoother chest and stomach, “What happened to it all?”

“There was some on the floor of the gym shower...I didn’t really think about it...”

Tony grinned and replied, “Of course you didn’t. But yeah man you’re real smooth now. And I tell you, there’s a decent calling in my line of work for smooth muscle...”

David was confused, “Which work is that?”

“Modelling and porn, not so much the acting,” Tony said as he ran his hands across David’s broad shoulders. David giggled at the mention of porn – he wasn’t comfortable enough with himself just yet...but if it meant more time with Tony he could work his way up to it.

“You’ve shrunk a bit too. Not much, maybe an inch or two, but enough for me to notice,” Tony observed.

“My buddy Alex stopped by today, I thought he looked taller but I guess that explains it,” David said slowly.
Tony looked back at David after he’d finished, “Did he recognise you?”

“No, at least if he did he didn’t say...I think I fooled him,” David said, and told him about how the visit had been.

“So you called yourself Jared huh? I like that, suits you. It’s a big, powerful name. Maybe that should be your name when you’re all done.”

David liked the sound of that. Jared. It felt right somehow.

Tony stood away from David awkwardly for a moment, then said, “Anyway it’s late, I’d better be going. I’ll be in touch if I find you some work, but I think you’d better leave starting until after you’re done changing. Bye.”

David was saddened by this – he didn’t want Tony to go. He watched him go out the door, and went to bed without jerking off, for once.

[bcboy]

I still love the concept and you're a fantastic writer but this story is moving a tad bit too slowly for me...it would be nice to have more significant change in each instalment.

[Gman]

Really enjoying this story! I like the slow changes. If he just became huge and gay overnight it would be like all the other stories.

[philat99]

Looking forward to more. Thanks!

[PunkGuy01]

I'll admit it is a bit slower than I wanted it if I'm honest, but when writing it I was thinking about Gman's point of view mostly - I wanted something with a bit more character and a bit slower and slightly more natural. It's very difficult to get the balance right, but it's still pretty close to where I'd ideally want it in the grand scheme of things

Thanks a lot for the feedback and compliments guys, it's all really appreciated - more growth to come soon, promise!