Adam wakes up again. Not a dream?

When Adam woke up again, still lying in his bed, still slightly confused, he realized quickly that the events of the past day couldn't have been a dream. At least not all of them. The Growth X pills were real for sure. One quick look at his cock was enough to persuade him of that. It was not only bigger than before, it was not only incredibly thick and incredibly long. It was fucking humongous. Sticking straight up like a pole, he would guess and estimate it to be at least 16 or 17 inches in size. Or perhaps even bigger? He couldn't reaĺly tell. And of course it was fully erect and throbbing. And below the shaft he had the most impressive set of balls, that had grown again as well, churning in overdrive to produce the cum that was needed to load the gun that was his piston.

He wanted to touch his member. Adam needed to touch it, to relieve some of his pressure. But when he tried to move his arms and hands towards it, he couldn't. His arms were raised above and beyond his head, and every attempt to move them resulted in the same outcome. A metallic sound, and a pressure and resistance around his wrist. He managed to move his head, to steal a glance, and then he could confirm the reason that he had already thought of. He was chained to his bed with handcuffs. Adam renewed his attempts, trashing wildly, but it was no use.

How had it come to this? Adam tried to recap the events of the day:

• First - yesterday - he had taken the Growth X pills, **** to do something about his meager and tiny 4 inch dick, so he could finally live his dream of being desired, adored and worshiped. Not by women, but by whores, sluts, or even better: Busty sluts. Even with his tiny 4 inch dick, every time Adam was caught in the sexual haze of his dirty mind, he stopped thinking with his brain, and just gave into the urges of his dick. And in the context of his dick, women weren't people anymore, but sluts and whores, whose only purpose was to worship his dick and bring him pleasure.
• Then - today, this morning - the **** of his life, his tiny dick, had finally become a memory of the past. The pills had worked, and had not only blessed him with a huge eleven incher, but had also left him in a state of seemingly permanent horniness. And while his libido had been high before, with a need to jack of several times a day, it had now shot through the roof. He was permanently hard, horny, and uninhibited. He had jacked off not only in the bathroom at home before school, but also in the bathroom at school before classes had even started. There he overheard a conversation about the busty school slut heather, who was willing to fuck anyone with a big cock, and from then on he couldn't stop thinking about that possibility, and had to revisit the bathroom between every class to relieve himself.
• Even after his Gym class, in the boys shower, he couldn't help and refrain himself from getting hard. Only to discover that his enormous boner had a seemingly mesmerizing effect on two of the boys. Adam hadn't thought himself gay, but the sexual power that his cock had given him was undeniable. He jacked off, shot a huge load onto the faces of the willing boys, and even forcibly face-fucked them for a brief moment.
• Afterwards he had ran off and back home right away, unwilling to deal with the consequences of his actions. Still horny, still hard, Adam finally checked the pamphlet in the shipping box of the "Growth X" pills for the first time. Elimination of sexual morals and intoxicating and addictive quality to their semen were two of the most memorable adverse **** effects.

But what had happened then? One word: Christine.

• The otherwise shy and often bullied geek, Christine, had agreed to tutor Adam, and had since then developed a very bossy attitude towards him. And he had to admit to himself, that he actually had come to like it and that she turned him on. But Adam had been to shy to act, held back by his tiny dick, afraid of ridicule and rejection. But this all had changed, when his empowered and aching cock had blown away all reason and inhibition.
• When Christine arrived to tutor him today, Adam had decided to man up, and to not let her boss him around anymore. Not with his new found sexual prowess.
• But in the last second Adam had doubts, as a shred of already forgotten moral concepts made its way back into his mind. Unsure if it's okay to **** himself onto Christine, he decided to drown away anything left of his conscience by taking even more of the "Growth X" pills.
• The plan was to greet her naked at the door, certain that the display of his exceptionally sizable boner at full mast alone was more than enough for Christine to succumb to him without question. But it obviously wasn't.

Adam groaned. The memory of what happened next caused his body to shiver, as he got reminded of the pain caused by electricity coursing through his body.

• Christine, seemingly stunned into inaction, not only by Adam who opened the door naked, but by his immense and outstanding manhood.
• Yet, despite his intoxicating and addictive cum, Christine attempted and managed to defend herself against this blatant sexual **** by using her taser self defense gun.

The thought that Christine somehow had managed to utterly dominate him in this very unexpected way, even despite the new found advantage of his **** improved cock, made Adam shudder. He had desired to make her submit, but had been unable to do so. Thoughts of ****, humiliation and submission flooded his mind, of Christine bossing him around, of him submitting to her instead. Adam could watch how this idea caused his cock to produce more than generous amounts of precum, that quickly flowed down and lubricated the length of his now really monstrous shaft. The urge to touch it was now so pressing, that he forgot about the handcuffs around his wrists. He desperately shook his hands, trying to tear them away from the bed post that he was chained to. But as his encased wrists began to hurt from the ordeal, he could only groan again in frustration, and seize the useless attempts.

Adam was absolutely certain about the turn of events up to the point, when Christine had tasered him.
Though he wasn't so sure about what had come afterwards, and what had led him to be chained to his bed by handcuffs, as he remembered only flashes and partial images.

• Christine being completely sprayed in his jizz, the result of a massive cum explosion.
• The growth of Christine's breasts, from her meager almost non existent chest, to more than sizable and enticing orbs, turning her into a busty vixen and more.
• Of Christine dragging him up the stairs. How could she possibly be strong enough for that?
• A fantasy of Christine's breasts still growing until she had become a more than busty and huge titted goddess.

Despite his doubts, if these memories were real or not, all Adam could think of was: Christine.
Could her breasts have really grown? Why? Because of his cum?
He didn't know.
He was certain though, that there was only one possible reason why he was chained in handcuffs to his bed: Christine.
And there was only one person on his mind: Christine.

So it was all Adam could do in his situation. To reach out for her, with a mixture of arousal, plead, anticipation, longing and desperation:

"Christine?"

Nothing.

"Christine?"

Again.

"Christine?"

"You're finally awake? Good! Just a second!" finally the reply came from somewhere in the house.

Adam couldn't determine if the tone of her voice was sarcastic or genuinely pleased. But he knew that he couldn't wait for her, and the anticipation was killing him. His behemoth aching and eager. Throbbing. Waiting.

And finally. Christine stepped through the door into his room.
The vivid images left in his mind paled in comparison to the reality of what he was seeing at that moment.