Just another day at school

[Speaker]

Scott Keins stood at the cafeteria line entrance and wondered how it had all happened. A year ago he was the most brilliant chemist in a 500 mile radius, and come to think of it, he still was really. But his boredom had gotten the better of him, and so he'd made a nice little formula to spice things up at school a little. It was a case of overkill really. Any student who'd eaten lunch that day automatically finished puberty and became a huge, sexed-up musclestud. The government had moved in and immediately recognized that Mr. Keins had been the one to start it all. Unfortunatly, they couldn't find him, simply because he didn't look like Mr. Keins anymore. Keins had known that the military would find out what he'd done and would be relatively pissed off at him, and would also likely be interested in recreating the formula for genetic enhancement. They were looking for a 40 year old bald man though, so they didn't notice that Keins had used a variant of the formula on himself instead. They never noticed one of the multiple 20 year old horny studs quietly sneak out the door, after finding some clothes to wear (an admittedly difficult feat in that situation). He'd made himself younger, far stronger than he'd ever been or ever would have been naturally, and had to jerk off at least 5 times a day because he was so horny. All in all, a relatively successful job.

This all didn't stop Keins from needing a job, and in order to not raise suspicion, he disguised himself as a college dropout. He played the retarded kid who bearly graduated from high school and worked in the lunch line at a school. He used simple words most of the time, and delighted the school's jocks by flexing his massive body as he served them their, for lack of a better word, 'meal.'

Keins had long decided that the best way to distribute his formula was the way he'd origionally done it. It varied on people older or younger than the age that the person would end up. There was one formula for people who were going to age, and one for people who would get younger, and they couldn't mix successfully. Not only that, but any kid who took the formula that would make them get younger would indeed get younger, and Keins had no intention of creating a sudden population of 5 year old kids. Therefore he couldn't put it in the water supply, because it wouldn't work on quite a few people.

This specific formula was a little different though. This one scrambled DNA, not just rewrote the age and body type areas in a person's genotype. It (for good reason) didn't change the things that everyone had, such as the fact that people are people in the first place. That would have been A Bad Thing. And Keins had no intention of making anyone less muscular. But other things like race, height, hair color, etc. were all scrambled randomly. A 5'1" 100lb white kid could end up at the end of the day as a 6'6" and 275lbs black man.

Keins had already added the formula. Now it was simply time to watch the fun.




Steve walked into the cafeteria carrying his lunch tray, as he had done for the last 10 years, since he started school. The school changed from elementary to middle to high school but the procedure never really changed did it? The questionable food on his tray appeared to be a crude, gelatinous version of mac and cheese, but one could never really be sure with lunchroom food.

Steve sat down at an empty table where he was promptly joined by Alex, quite possibly his best friend in the world, despite their differences. Steve was an intellectual, a thinker, a person who could eat nothing but shit like candy and not gain a pound, whereas Alex had been on the varsity wrestling team since he was in 8th grade. Alex was pretty much rediculous beyond comprehension. When he was in 8th grade, he was already 5'10" and 189lbs, not one of which was fat. He'd been asked to flex his biceps by other people since he was in the 6th grade. Alex wasn't stupid either, but he wasn't in Steve's league. Oddly enough, they got along extremely well. Partially because it was an alliance of conveniance: Steve would help Alex with his homework when he needed it, and Alex would make sure no other jocks did anything to so much as touch Steve. More than that, they genuinely liked each other, sharing an unbridled passion for video games (they were widely recognized as the best Halo 2 players in the school and were experimenting with Halo 3), and despite Steve's attempts to deny it to himself, he had to admit he was also physically attracted to Alex as well. Alex had been big in 8th grade, but he was a monster of a sophomore. A 6'1" tall and 215lb god, with curly blond hair falling down over his ears and down to the base of his neck, which only enhanced the intense sexyness of his bright blue eyes, and he hadn't gained a pound of fat since he was in 8th grade. Alex was relatively shy about it, but for some reason he always insisted on wearing tank tops and other revealing clothes whenever he was in his house or Steve's. Which, of course, usually ended up in one of the more spectacular boners in human history, despite Alex's unusual inability to notice it.

"Still eating that goo huh?" Alex asked Steve, pointing at the mac. and cheese on Steve's tray.

"Some of us can eat what we want and still not worry about making weight you know. It's a luxury you may not be able to comprehend." Steve replied calmly

"Yeah i know, i can't imagine what would happen to my weight if i ate that every day. I'd lose my 6-pack!"

"A true tragedy that would be." Steve said sarcastically, despite believeing every word he had just muttered. Alex really did have impressive abs.

"Damn right it would be!" Alex shot back, before he grinned and dove into his own lunch, which he brought from home and was packed with all sorts of nutritious goodies.

They chatted on about random things, their topics of conversation straying from Halo 3 to Alex's hopes for the upcoming wrestling season. Nobody else really joined them to eat. Alex was a member of the unofficial jock society of the school and Steve was a member of the nerd society, and the two did not interact well. No jocks wanted to sit with Steve, however much they might want to sit with Alex, and no nerds wanted to sit with Alex, despite the fact that he was quite possibly the nicest kid in the school. They saw his 18" arms and immediately evacuated the area. Neither of them liked the way the other people in the school acted, but their friendship was too strong for them to split up in order to sit with their "class". Jocks undoubtedly saw Alex as mingling with the lower class, while most nerds probably envied Steve for having a big friend. It was just how high schools worked.

"OW!" Steve said suddenly, clutching his stomach as it suddenly cramped

"Whats wrong?" Alex asked, concerned?

"Just a cramp." Steve muttered through gritted teeth. After a few moments it subsided and he said, "All better."

"Man you need to watch what you eat. God only knows what chemicals are in that shit." Alex said

"Trust me, you dont want to know." Steve replied grimly, as Alex laughed.

"OW!" Steve suddenly exclaimed again, the cramp returning with a vengeance. He grabbed at his stomach and oddly enough he felt it moving on the surface, under his fingers.

"What the...?" Steve muttered as he felt his skin moving, almost as if it were tightening. As Alex looked on in concern, Steve lifted his shirt up and nearly died of shock when he saw abs forming. His previously boring flat stomach was congealing nicely into a ripped 6-pack, which made him look like he did a few thousand crunches daily.

"Jesus..." Steve heard Alex mutter as he saw what was happening too. "And not just your abs Steve, look at your pecs!"

Steve looked and suddenly wondered how he could have missed them. It wasn't easy to look at his abs without looking over his pecs which led him to briefly wonder how he hadn't noticed his pecs ballooning outward. A crevice formed in between the two masses. His nipples shrunk until they were the size of dimes and perched themselves upon the edge of his pecs, which were now big enough and ripped enough that his nipples actually pointed downwards. These were not the pecs of a casual weightlifter. These were the pecs of someone who knew what he was doing in the gym.

Suddenly embarrased, Steve tried to put his shirt back down but realized that over his new pecs, the bottom four bricks of his insanely ripped abs were easily visible. He looked around to see if anyone had noticed, and what he saw both enocuraged him and filled him with dismay. Nobody was looking at his growth because most of them were preocupied with their own! Steve watched as Micah, one of the nerds at another table, stood up. Micah's skin color was turning from an incredible pasty white with freckles into a deep black. He also shot up in height, easily to 6'4" and muscle grew in. Micah was unusually transforming faster than Steve was, as Micah's whole body was covered with black muscles, which forced their way arrogantly out of his shirt and jeans. His jeans tore along the thigh and shirt which left Micah essentially wearing nothing but the remnants of his jeans, which was really a thong by now, which left nothing to the imagination about his package.

"Dude, look at you." Alex muttered.

Steve drew his eyes away from the prominant bulge on Micah's new form and looked down at himself, nearly having a heart attack. Somehow he hadn't noticed that his biceps had burst out of his shirt sleeves, giving him the impression of wearing the tank top of a 6 year old. His arms had to be at least 20" around, and his forearms looked like someone had literally inflated his veins under his skin, as they roped up from his wrist all the way up his biceps and into his shoulders. Steve was an average kid normally, with brown hair, brown eyes and a decently tanned complexion. He already saw his tanned skin getting darker until it was a dark latino color. He couldn't see what was happening to his eyes or hair, but he could see that his treasure trail had turned black, along with the hair on his arms and under his armpits. His jeans were also becoming uncomfortably tight, along with his sneakers. He quickly pulled off his sneakers, although it wasn't an easy task. He tried getting out of his jeans but he realized that the waist of the jeans wouldn't fit over his grown thighs. he left them unbuttoned and unzipped to allow for comfort, because it was uncomfortably tight around his package.

"Dude, you look like Antonio." Alex said with wonder, referring to one of the latino kids in the grade.

"Wow..." Steve muttered, his voice far deeper than it had ever been before. "And I'm not the only one this is happening to."

"No you're not... it actually looks like half the kids or so in the cafeteria are changing... hey!" Alex exclaimed. "Look, everyone who is changing bought their lunch from the cafiteria!"

Steve saw that he was right and smiled. "I guess there really were chemicals in that food."

Without responding, Alex reached over onto Steve's tray and forked down a mouthful of Steve's mac&cheese.

Alex grabbed his stomach, but he looked up at Steve and grinned, saying, "What? You thought i was going to let you end up bigger than me? Not a chance man."

Steve grinned. He wouldn't have stopped Alex from doing that if he could have. He looked over at Micah who had spontaneously dropped his pants and proceeding to fuck the brains out of a kid who was now irish, with brilliantly red hair and freckles, who looked like he'd been really working out and taking 'roids lately. And the irish kid wasn't protesting. This would just give Steve the opportunity to have sex with Alex, something he'd wanted to do for years.

While Alex changed, Steve walked over to a mirror (he didn't have the slightest clue as to why there was a mirror in the cafiteria) and looked at himself. He was no longer the average, if tanned kid anymore. He was a mostly naked latino bodybuilder, who looked like he was 21 and had been working out for at least 20 of those 21 years. He flexed his arms, which on more mature consideration, had to be at least 22" around, and grinned. He walked back to Alex, who'd transformed into a beautiful italian stud, covered in black hair just like Steve was. Oddly enough, Alex hadn't grown as much as Steve had. He'd grown just enough so that they were roughly the same weight. A similar attribute they posessed were their impressive bulges.

Alex spoke in a much deeper, rougher voice, "I'm fuckin' horny dude, and that latin ass is fuckin' inviting. Drop those pants!"

Steve grinned and without preamble grabbed the denim and ripped them off his legs, showing off his massive cock for all the world to see. The display of his strength made Alex moan, and through the denim he was also still wearing, a damp spot appeared. Alex ripped off his pants and exposed his italian dick to the light of the sun as well. Both of their dicks looked to be foot long sausages, and the next thing Steve knew, Alex's massive meat was up his huge bubble-butt.

"Damn that's a firm ass Steve." Alex grunted

"Thanks. Your pecs are huge too." Steve replied, feeling the hugeness of Alex's hairy pecs as they shoved into Steve's back with every violent thrust.

It didn't take long for Alex to climax, and send massive load after load up Steve's ass, and nobody noticed that Keins had briefly joined in the fun, before packing up and heading out to another school to play with.






YES I AM STILL ALIVE! IVE BEEN REALLY BUSY SO SORRY ABOUT THE DELAY IN MY STORIES! COMMENTS PLEASE!!

[TheMM]

Originally Posted by Speaker

YES I AM STILL ALIVE! IVE BEEN REALLY BUSY SO SORRY ABOUT THE DELAY IN MY STORIES! COMMENTS PLEASE!!

It's alive! It's ALIVE!!!....*ahem* Sorry about that.

I'm glad you continued this little story, certainly a different take on the ole "High Schooler growth" cliche.

[chronos]

wow that was an awesome story good to have you back btw

[collegebud]

this is amazing, how did i miss this? that was awesome.

[chocomus]

OMG, how could i messed this?
so hot, dude

[philat99]

I'd forgotten how much I liked this story and had neglected to compliment your writing. Hope you continue this for more chapters.
Mike