Adam makes dinner, and Harold wants a nibble.

About an hour after playing around with his new body’s unlimited sexual stamina, Adam felt as though cumming approximately twenty-times consecutively was satisfying enough to take a quick break.

He didn’t really go all that wild during that time. Adam rejoined the mass sitting on his bed with his body, and it jumped right off the bed and hit him like a truck, knocking the young man down onto his back. Instead of it all going back to his ass, it just added to his overall mass, increasing his entire body’s scale by a slight but noticeable amount. He did, of course, send it all back to his ass, and more, but then pulled it all back into himself after twerking in front of his mirror for a time. When all of his cellular mass was back into place, including what his mother had added on, Adam was just a taller version of his old self, standing at maybe six-foot-one in height with as normal an ass as could be and a slightly bigger dick, which was maybe now ten-inches long.

After that, he simply shifted his cells around and tightened them, giving him an athletic swimmer’s body, removed any sign of hair growing below his neck entirely, and then stared at his amazing figure in the mirror as he mindlessly and repeatedly pleasured himself to his own god-like reflection after that.

Now, he was sitting down in front of his computer and doing research instead of looking at porn, for once.

Well, he was looking at porn, but that was mainly because his investigation took him into that realm.

From what he could tell, his mother Grace most likely had a copy of Master PC, or at least something identical to it. A reality-bending computer program used in both comics and erotic stories alike, one that was used for the most sexual of purposes, normally. Big surprise there, Adam sarcastically thought to himself, knowing that turning his family into a bunch of sex-crazed lunatics would be the first thing he did with it.

It goes to show that Grace had much more restraint than he did, or everyone in the house would be stuffed into a single room and fucking one-another until the sun came up. Part of him now had a much better grasp on the possible situation, which was both calming and unnerving at the same time. His mother, the woman he had been kind and sweet to for as long as he could remember, was in possession of something that no mortal should ever get their hands on. From their interaction, Adam figured that he was in the perverted woman’s good graces, no pun intended, which calmed him. However, even the slightest miswording of one of the program’s Commands could potentially rip the fabric of time and space apart if she weren’t careful, which was unnerving.

Oh well, he thought. It was best not to worry about things out of his control, and judging by how protective Grace was over the program, coupled with the way her very words seem to command everyone down to their core, it wasn’t likely that she was going to let anyone else use it, including him. Well, maybe him, if he played his cards right, but Adam wasn’t sure if he even wanted the thing around anymore now that he was pretty much an immortal sex machine already.

But, again, it was probably best not to worry about things outside of his immediate control, especially since they’ve worked in his favor so far.

Not feeling tired at all and still pretty boned up from the few Master PC stories that he’d read, Adam realized that he could go for something to eat, and assuming that the rest of the house would be busy in their rooms playing with their new toys, he decided he might as well play around with his new body a bit more in the kitchen while cooking himself up some grub.

After throwing on a pair of tight-fitting gray basketball shorts, the hunky young man left his room in the pursuit of food.

Once Adam was in the kitchen, he found some steak meat in the fridge and figured he might as well make a few burgers. He wasn’t actually hungry, per say, but there was a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach that told him he could literally eat an entire horse if he wanted to. Maybe it had something to do with his new body’s composition, or something like that, but he didn’t really care.

The stove’s heat was turned on medium and a fresh slab of beef was thrown into the pan, and Adam washed his hands before getting the rest of the prep done as the delicious smell of meat cooking filled the kitchen air.

Adam turned around and leaned back against the counter, feeling as though he had some free time before needing to flip the thick meat cooking on the stove beside him

Just as he was looking down at his broad muscular chest and focusing on it with his proverbial third-eye, the front door to the home clicked open, and the sound of grocery sacks shuffling became accompanied by a pair of heavy and clumsy footsteps.

Harold came around the corner and entered the kitchen, immediately locking eyes with a startled Adam as he went in and set two sacks down on the table, each of them containing a fresh six-pack of beer. His older brother looked him up and down and chuckled, while Adam was gazing at the ungodly bulge bunched up in the front of his own dark blue basketball shorts. Embarrassed, the young man tried to casually shift his own half-erect and rubbery dick to try and make it less discrete, but found that his shorts were just too tight to mask it in any way.

“Yo.” Harold said, taking out one six-pack and ripping a beer from the plastic net. “Want one?”

Adam didn’t usually drink, but yes, he wanted one.

“Sure.” He said, and caught the ice-cold can that was thrown to him. “You didn’t use my car to get these, did you?”

“Nah, dad left his keys on the counter.”

“... You took his police bike?!”

“Fucks yeah.”

“Weren’t you drunk when I picked you up earlier?” Adam asked, flabbergasted as he still opened the beer in his hands. “Have you slept at all?”

“Yes, and nope!” He laughed, cracking open his own beer as he sat down at the table. “What are you making?”

“Steak burgers.” Adam groaned, shaking his head in honor of the dead logic that his brother may have never even possessed. “Want one?”

“Sure, I could eat.” The raccoon-eyed Harold said, then leaned back and gave his round belly a slap as he pulled out and opened up an energy drink hiding in one of the sacks. “Gotta’ get some food in me if I want to keep this party going.”

“Right.” Adam said, then turned to flip the steak cooking in the pan for a moment, trying not to focus so much on the obscene package that was occasionally twitching in the front of his brother’s shorts. “So, how are you liking your new dick?”

“It’s fuckin’ great, man.” He said, his voice dripping with satisfaction as he reached down and gave it a rub. “I came twice in the shower, once before and once after I finally shaved my mane, and I could still pump out another load or two if I wanted to, I think. This fuckin’ thing can go for days, aha. Looks like mom really came through for me.”

“Cool.” Adam said, his face going slightly red from embarrassment as his own cock-bulge twitched with interest. “Just try not to get cum all over everything, that shit is hard to clean up.”

“Tell me about it.” Harold said with a burp. “So, what did mom give you?”

“I, uh…” Adam paused, wondering if he should even say out of fear from his brother’s relentless teasing abilities. “Well,-”

“Wait, now that I look at you… You’re taller, you’re in great shape, and I might’ve missed it, but I don’t think you were packing that much heat before.” Harold said, rubbing his beard and leaning forward in his seat.

Being a party boy that’d shared many women with his fellow frat brothers, the husky fellow had always been prone to casually talk about anything, even other men’s cocks, so that didn’t really surprise Adam.

However, that didn’t make him less bashful to openly discuss such things with Harold, of all people.

… Still, Harold was drunk, had a dick bigger than any he’d seen in person, and Adam’s newfound outlook on life was giving him some ideas about how to make the lusty idiot useful towards satisfying his new body.

‘Screw it,’ he thought.

‘Let’s try to have some fun with this.’

“I’m made of some kind of gooey rubber now, or whatever, and I can do some shapeshifty-type stuff.” Adam casually said, and it took a moment for Harold’s eyes to light up as his brain slowly processed that information. “I didn’t know what I wanted, so mom just-”

“Dude!” Harold shouted and slammed his fist against the table, causing his younger brother to flinch. “I should’ve asked for that, damn it!”

“W-Well, there’s always tomorrow.” Adam stammered. “She did say that we get one request per person tonight, so just ask her for that in the morning.”

“Oh… Yeah, you’re right.” He said, then took another swing of his energy drink. “Goddamn though, if I had shape-shiting powers, I’d just be a chick with huge tits for the rest of my fuckin’ life.”

“... Y’know, I never thought of that.” Adam lied, trying to play Harold up into thinking this was his idea. “I guess it would be pretty cool to have the body of a hot girl.”

Once again, his brother’s eyes lit up.

“Dude, you should totally do it!” He said, and a little too eagerly at that, openly rubbing the softball-sized bulge between his beefy thighs. Harold then cleared his throat and tried to act more casual, clearly realizing his over-eagerness. “Actually, can you do me a solid, and like, just turn into a pornstar and let me watch you cook, or something? None of my ladies are free tonight, so I’m sort of just stuck here with a fat dick and nothing to do.”

After flipping the sizzling steak again, Adam turned around to see the dumb toothy smile that was positively glowing behind Harold’s thick but short brown beard, not to mention erect foot-long cock and tennis-ball-sized jewels were dangling between his wide-spread legs, his loose shorts and stretched-out underwear already on the ground at his feet.