Can't forget his Gym Slut

John awoke around 5pm, his massive cock still throbbing inside Lucy as she lay passed out beneath him—her body twitching occasionally from the aftershocks of their intense fucking session earlier that day. He looked down at her with a smug smile on his face, feeling a sense of pride and ownership over this beautiful creature who was now completely under his spell thanks to the Liberate coursing through her veins just like him and Sarah.

But even as he savored the feeling of dominance and control he had over Lucy in that moment, John knew there was still one more stop he needed to make before calling it a day—a visit to the gym where his other favorite slut was no doubt waiting for him eagerly after being left alone for two whole days without so much as a text message or phone call from her beloved Master.

Quickly untangling himself from Lucy's limp form, John made his way over to Sarah—who was already getting dressed into the custom dress she had worn earlier that day. He grabbed her by the waist possessively as he steered her towards the door with a sense of purpose and urgency burning inside him like a wildfire threatening to consume everything else around them if they didn't get moving soon.

"Before we go anywhere," John growled into Sarah's ear, "I need you to send Diane another text. Tell her she needs to come over first thing tomorrow morning and take measurements for Lucy too... along with Stacy at the gym." He paused briefly before continuing on with his orders in a firm tone that left no room for argument or debate. "We're going to need custom clothes made for all of us as quickly as possible... and I don't want any delays or excuses from anyone."

Sarah nodded obediently—her fingers already typing away at her phone screen even though she was still barely able to stand upright thanks to the lingering effects of their marathon session earlier that day. Within moments, a text had been sent off to Diane with all the necessary instructions and requests for tomorrow morning's fittings session before Sarah turned back towards John with a look of complete adoration shining in her eyes.

"Is that everything?" she asked breathlessly as he grabbed her hand tightly and led her out into the hallway without so much as a backwards glance at Lucy sprawled out naked on the bed below them. "Or is there somewhere else you need to go first?"

John chuckled darkly, squeezing her hand even tighter as they made their way downstairs with long strides that left Sarah struggling to keep upright due to the enormous size of her breasts making it hard to balance as she walked.

"Just one more stop before we call it a day," he said, giving her ass an appreciative smack with his free hand as they exited out into the cool evening air outside the house. "I need to check in on my gym slut... see how well she's been taking care of business while I was away for the last few days."

Sarah shuddered at the thought, a wave of jealousy and possessiveness washing over her as she imagined all the other men who had probably fucked Stacy silly without John around to keep them in line. But even as those feelings threatened to consume her, Sarah knew that there was no point in getting upset—not when John was so much bigger and better than any of the other pathetic little boys out there vying for her attention.

As they made their way towards the gym where Stacy worked, Sarah couldn't help but marvel at how easily John navigated the crowded streets with his massive frame towering over everyone else around them like some kind of human skyscraper come to life. She knew that no matter what happened from here on out—whether it was more sex, more growth, or even more challenges and obstacles thrown their way by an unsuspecting world that had no idea what they were dealing with yet... she would always be there by his side ready to take on whatever came next as long as he wanted her.

And when they finally reached the gym doors mere minutes later, John pushed past them without so much as a second glance—his eyes immediately zeroing in on Stacy who was busy giving a personal training session over by the free weights area as if she hadn't even noticed their arrival yet.

"Well well well," he growled lowly from behind her, his massive frame looming over Stacy like some kind of predator about to strike as she turned around with a shocked expression on her face at the sight of him towering above them once again after so long apart. "Looks like someone's been busy while I was away... how many cocks have you sucked since yesterday?"

Stacy blushed hotly, unable to meet John's intense gaze as she fidgeted nervously with her workout clothes—the memory of all the men she had fucked over these last two days flooding back into her mind like a tidal wave threatening to drown her in shame and guilt. "I... I'm sorry Master," she stammered, dropping down onto her knees before him without hesitation as she bowed her head low in submission beneath his looming bulk. "Please forgive me for not being able to wait any longer... I just couldn't help myself."

John chuckled darkly at her display of contrition—his cock already throbbing with renewed interest as he watched her kneel before him like some kind of obedient pet begging for its master's attention. "Lucky for you," he growled, grabbing Stacy by the hair and forcing her to look up into his eyes once more so that she could see just how angry he really was despite his cocky grin. "I happen to have a special surprise waiting for you at home... something I think will make all those other cocks seem like nothing but pathetic little toys in comparison."

Stacy gasped, her pussy already dripping with anticipation as she tried to imagine what kind of "surprise" John could possibly be talking about after seeing the incredible changes he had undergone since last time. But before she could ask any questions or beg for more details, John was already pulling her up off her knees and dragging her towards the exit without so much as a backwards glance at Stacy's other clients who watched in stunned silence as their favorite trainer disappeared into the night with the biggest man they had ever seen by far.

Sarah followed close behind them, her own arousal building once again just from watching John assert his dominance over another woman—this time one who was clearly already completely under his spell even before he had touched her. And as they made their way back to the car with Stacy sandwiched between them both like some kind of delicious treat just waiting to be devoured at any moment, Sarah knew that whatever came next... whatever challenges or opportunities lay ahead of them now that John's new size and power had opened up so many possibilities for them as a couple... she would face it all with him by her side no matter what.

John, Sarah, and Stacy returned to Lucy's house. As they entered through the front door, they found Lucy sprawled naked on the bed, still recovering from their earlier encounter. She looked up at them with sleepy eyes, her body aching for more of John's attention.

"You're back," she whispered, sitting up and stretching languidly as if inviting them to join her once again. "I missed you so much."

John smirked wickedly at the sight before him - three gorgeous women all eager to please him in any way they could. His cock throbbed with renewed desire, ready for round two... or ten.

"Oh we're back alright," he growled, stalking towards the bed as Sarah and Stacy followed close behind. "And I think it's time for a little reunion, don't you?"

Lucy moaned in response, spreading her legs wide to welcome him between them even though she was still sore from earlier. She could feel her pussy dripping with anticipation already at the thought of being filled by his massive cock once more.

But before John could mount her, he turned to face Stacy - grabbing a syringe filled with the same high dose of Liberate that had transformed him and Sarah into the monstrous beings they were now.

"Time for you to catch up," he growled, holding out the vial to her eagerly. "Take it all... I want to see what happens when you get as big as us."

Stacy swallowed hard but nodded in agreement - her eyes glazing over with lust and anticipation as she took the syringe from his hand. She knew that whatever changes were about to happen would be permanent, but right now she couldn't care less... all that mattered was pleasing John and joining their twisted little family of sluts for good.

As she injected the contents into her arm, Stacy felt a rush of warmth spread through her veins - the **** taking effect instantly as her body began to grow and change before their very eyes. Her she sprouted up to over 7 feet tall, breasts swelled to an impossible size, threatening to burst from her skin with every passing second.

And then... Stacy came. Hard. Right there on the bed, squirting everywhere as her body convulsed and writhed beneath them in the throes of mind-blowing pleasure. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before - an orgasm so intense it made every other one she'd had seem like a mere shadow in comparison.

As Stacy recovered from her climax, gasping for breath amidst the growing chaos of limbs and fluids on the bedsheets around them, Lucy watched with wide eyes - marveling at how quickly her new friend had transformed into an even more exaggerated version of herself thanks to John's generous gift.

"Wow," she breathed, reaching out to stroke Stacy's newly enlarged curves with trembling fingers as if touching something sacred. "You look amazing."

Stacy blushed at the compliment - her cheeks flushing red even as she continued to twitch and quiver from residual aftershocks of pleasure coursing through her body. And when John reached down to cup her pussy lips possessively between his massive fingers, she let out a throaty moan that sent shivers down everyone's spines.

John glowed with triumph all his women now having taken the liberate shot, looking like nothing more then cartoon porn star versions of themselves, tall, perfectly tones, perfect hourglass shapes, and most importantly with boobs that were so big they covered their entire torso.

"Now," he growled, mounting Lucy as she spread herself wider for him without hesitation beneath his towering frame once more. "Let's give Stacy a proper welcome home..."