More of Everything
by Josh Dugan
I had gotten some transformation powders from an overseas magic mail-order
house, and was anxious to try it out on Doug, the man of my dreams.
Doug knew I got turned on by the thought of making love to him when he was
drunk, so he'd gladly downed the several glasses of wine I'd served him while
he had been relaxing in the hot tub. Helping him towel his body off
afterwards, I couldn't help but feel turned on by him as he swayed slightly,
warm and sweet-smelling from the hot tub.
Doug sat his lanky athlete's body down and crossed his legs. He was
drunk, and gorgeously nude. I had put the stuff in the wine, and it made him
very stupid and horny. It turned me on to see him so stupid and slow, and to
see his magnificent broad-shouldered body more or less on its own, as his
brain foundered in confusion.
The fact that the stuff in the wine gave him power to transform really
turned me on, just the thought of it.
I wanted to try to confuse him into transforming, because the thought of
his magnificent body sprouting extra items drove me mad.
"Hey, Doug," I said. "Let me see if you're too drunk to do simple
stuff." His eyes focused on me with difficulty, and his gorgeous lips pouted
as he processed what I'd said.
"Here, sit on your hands," I said. He laughed, placing his beautiful
hands under his perfectly muscled butt. "It feels nice," he said.
"Quick!" I said."Take my hands!" He reached for my hands, his strong
gentle fingers warmly grasping my hands, and he smiled, dazed. "Gotcha!" I
cried! It had worked. He was still sitting on his hands, and the arms that
reached for me were newly created. "I have four arms now," he said, confused
and laughing.
I felt my hardon becoming huge, looking at my beautiful monster. "You
look nice with four arms," I said, kissing the warm hands that held mine. He
really did look nice, too. They were just like his originals, long and
muscular, with beautiful big hands.
"Hey, I bet you could do a lot of chin-ups now, couldn't you," I said.
"Come on, big guy, let's see you work all those muscles," I said, pulling him
to his big, beautiful bare feet. He laughed, draping the arms around me.
"That'll be easy!" he laughed.
He grabbed the chin-up bar we'd set up in the garage, the four hands
powerfully wrapped around it, and it was a wondrous sight watching his
beautiful body hoisted up and down on those four muscular arms. "Looks too
easy," I said. "Try holding in one position." He held half-way up, then
gradually sagged down on all four arms, smiling at me lazily. "OK, let's make
it easier. Reach your legs back and rest them on the workbench behind you," I
said."I'll help you." While he hung there, ablaze with beautiful muscles
streaming along those beautiful arms, I guided his long, warm legs back to the
workbench, and his feet found the surface, which made him look something like
a diver in mid-jump.
I walked around in front of him. His breath was sweet. "I know, wrap
your legs around me!" I said, and their long, sweet male muscles reached
forward and held me gently but firmly. "Cool!" I said -- it had worked again!
The original legs were still reaching back to the table."Hey, man, you're a
horse! Try walking!" He unwrapped the front legs from around me, and the back
legs swung forward, slapping into the front legs. He laughed, as the four big
feet stumbled together as the legs bumped each other. The hands let go of the
chin-up bar, the two left hands holding my shoulder for balance as Doug tried
to figure out what to do with all the feet. They were such nice feet, a
beautiful matched set of four big guys! I wanted to wrap the legs around me
and nuzzle all four of them!
"How do you feel, Doug?" I asked, kissing his big sweet lips, savoring
their slowness and sweet winey scent. "Kinda turned on," he smiled, kissing me
back.
Mmmm, it was like heaven to kiss him. I was turned on myself.
I was going to enjoy getting him to sprout extra hardons! I thought of
all the hot cum he'd be pumping soon, and my stomach growled.