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Chapter 3 by gummygalover gummygalover

What kind of body do you have?

A beefcake build complete with 9 inch flaccid cock and grapefruit-sized balls.

Before the diagnosis, you never really had any noticeably defined muscles. A balanced diet and walking instead of driving wherever possible meant that you had staved off obesity, but your body was far from peak physical condition. You never bothered with the gym or working out, you always felt healthy enough. Neither chunky nor scrawny, you would have been described as average at best. Of course it was too late by the time the mass of fleshy noodle that was your body was transported to the treatment facility.

Standing before the full body mirror, you contemplated the changes this condition had **** upon you. It was strange to think that such a bizarre condition could lead to such drastic improvement in appearance. Strong calves and thighs, that looked as though all your walking had paid off two fold. Where there once was a moderate pot belly and slight man boob, an toned six pack and improved pectorals took their place. Arms that had never bothered with weight lifting showed lean biceps and triceps. Despite the way you appreciated your new physique you were no Mister Universe.

What was reflected back at you revealed what even a moderate amount of discipline could accomplish. The way your entire body gleamed reminded you that you would never truly have those rock-hard abs and arms. The warm shower had softened you, it was difficult to dry yourself without accidentally deforming. So once more you experimentally took your right finger and pressed into your left shoulder. You pressed down until you met the resistance of your body’s approximation of bone then continued to press harder. It began to sink in, deeper than should be possible, until you were down to your knuckle. Gently moving your finger around reminded you not just how inhuman this body was to you, but also just how good it felt to be this soft. That slight bit of stimulation was enough to bring your attention to change that took place between your legs.

Having been blessed with an above average cock meant that the few ladies you had been with were always pleased. Fully erect it was a respectable 9 inches in length and 5 inches in girth. Strangely, since the treatment was completed, it somehow continued to develop on it’s own and slowly stretch towards the ground. You had been informed by the specialist that your body was still settling, and that remaining stationary for too long might cause you to temporarily deform and sag. That had never really been a problem even when you fell asleep and woke up feeling like you had spread out. When your shiny, new dick first started lengthening, you blamed the hot showers you liked so much for softening you and would just squish it back into place. As it continued to extend downward without any stimulation, you began to fear that your member and balls were slowly melting and would permanently drip from your body. That was several days ago, with you body now settled into shape, those fears had since passed with you winding up with organ of the same erect dimensions as before. Only now, those measurement applied to you while flaccid.

You had nowhere important to be for several hours. With your finger still wriggling in your shoulder, you allowed the warmth to flow over you. You watched as your meat began to swell. You’ve made your decision, you were going to bring yourself to your first Gummy orgasm. Every part of you felt incredible, your soft, glistening body begging for attention. You oblige by…

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