Day 13

John stands in his office dressed only in a pair of tight boxer briefs. The furniture has been moved to clear a wide area around him. Julia is also in the office, seated on a rolling stool. Despite her serious demeanor, she is dressed in a tight and revealing scientist outfit. In her hands is a large syringe with a dimly blue liquid inside. John addresses the camera.

“Okay, so this is Day 13 of logs for Serum XM-32. Today though, we are going to try and limit the effects of the serum with a limiting factor. So, targets: We are aiming for 6 inches of height growth, which would keep me just barely below 7 feet tall. Somewhere around 2 inches of cock growth, I’m already way too big for pretty much anyone who hasn’t had the serum in them so limiting that is a priority. Less than 20 pounds of muscle growth, purely because I already put stress on most furniture and even though I can still move well, any more muscle might make that difficult.”

“I love when you talk science, baby.” Julia smiles and runs a hand over John’s massively muscled chest. His cock gives a visible twitch and stretches his briefs a couple of inches.

“Easy, babe. Finally, I tried my best to try and reverse the mental effects of the serum and I fully expect there to be no negative mental effects from this test. If this works as well as I hope, I’ll be back to full use of my words and won’t sound like a complete idiot so much.” He smiles at Julia “I know you like it sometimes.” Julia laughs and gives him a playful smack to the side of his face. She rubs an **** pad over his arm to sanitize the area.

“Alright John, are you ready?” Julia places the syringe against his skin. He gives her a small nod and a quick kiss before she plunges the needle into his vein, depressing the plunger.

“Alright, so effects should take place in about 20 seconds if I did the math right.” The couple stand together waiting for any signs of change. “Actually, Julia, could you get out of reach? I don’t want to hit you if I have a spasm or something.” Julia gives a small nod and moves across the room, sitting on the stool where she began. After a beat, John takes a deep breath, but doesn’t exhale. His muscles visibly tense, lines of definition and veins bulging to the surface of his skin.

“John? Can you talk?” Julia asks timidly, looking ready to spring into action to help her love.

“I-I- Barely. Feels like an adrenaline rush but more. Epinephrine is coursing through my body. Red skin signifying histamine response and inflammation.” John tries to remain upright as his body crunches in on itself, muscles contracting painfully. “It’s painful… but not excruciating. Feels like I have a sunburn on the inside. That tight feeling is building up. Muscles cramping, my body has most likely burned through its energy stores, ugh okay now it’s hurting.” John falls to his knees, a grimace on his face. “Oh god, Julia, move the camera, tilt it.” Julia springs to action and with inhuman quickness and precision the camera is moved. Julia is almost immediately back to her position, several other implements ready to assist John should he need it.

Julia begins writing down notes quickly, filling in everything that John had stated, pages flipping as she fills them with information. She also chimes in, “Radiant temperature of the room has increased by several degrees. John is pouring sweat from his body.” She’s clearly correct as a puddle of water begins growing underneath John’s contracted body. “John, please, keep talking.”

“Feels like I’m going to pop. Fuck.” John lets out a deep, guttural moan and muffled cracking comes across the camera’s microphone. The cracking increases in volume and a strange stretching sound begins. “Ugh, okay. There’s the flowing feeling, pressure is going down.” The curled form of John Simons slowly begins to take up more and more space in the frame of the camera. A timelapse in real time, his body grows and shifts. Julia stands by, frantically taking notes, more than a dozen pages already filled with minuscule writing. Her pen moves smoothly over each line of the paper, as if she was a printer. There are louder cracks and pops as John’s shoulders expand by fractions of an inch. A further two pops as his legs and hips separate to allow for growth. The moans coming from John’s mouth suggest pleasure instead of pain. In a wild gesture, he manages to fling his upper body free from his lower body, showing his inflating pectorals and bulging abs. He maneuvers himself to sit back onto his legs, his breathing slowing. “Okay, things are loosening up. I can move a little bit.” He looks over to Julia, who is scanning his body for irregularities. Her gaze pauses on his cock, which has become fully erect, pressing up into his abdomen. John traces her gaze and recoils at the sight. “Whoa! Okay, well that’s not much bigger, I think.” There are a few smaller pops and eventually John’s breathing is back to its normal rate, he adjusts his sitting position to sit on the floor, stretching his legs out in front of him. With a tilt of his head, he leans forward and reaches past his toes, a feat of flexibility well above what a normal human, let alone a human as large and musclebound, should be able to do. He finishes the stretch and moves to stand. Julia is immediately at his side to help him up.

“Slowly, slowly. We aren’t sure if you’re totally okay.” She practically wraps herself around his huge arm, doing what little she can to provide support for the hulking man. As John stands, it’s clear that he is bigger. Julia is now only as tall as his chest, even in her heels, and his briefs are on the verge of ripping off his expanded hips, legs, and glutes. He looks around the room, a look of wonder slowly forming on his face.

“Wow, everything is so bright and clear. I can read the serial numbers off the inside of the computer case across the room! I can smell the salt in my sweat, the dust in the books. Things seem… slower. Alright, big test time. Let’s see if I can call up the words.” John closes his eyes for a second and opens them.

“Okay, to explain what happened. The serum works to optimize the DNA of the user, which explains the unique symptoms each subject exhibits. After it does this, the serum is passed through the renal system and expelled through the liver and kidneys. Basic chemical absorption. What I DIDN’T plan on was that the B-Cells of my body would continue to work to optimize cells and in doing so would slowly increase the amount of pseudoserum in my blood. This pseudoserum builds up and when it reaches a point above tolerable levels, it triggers a growth process. That also explains why it took multiple days for me to experience another major growth spurt and why it took multiple instances of ingestion for Julia to begin changing. So, to counter this issue, I developed a serum that contained a retrovirus that would target these b-cells specifically and rewrite them to no longer have the pseudoserum present in them. They will still do their normal functions but won’t be imparting the same benefits of the serum to every cell in my body. By doing this and adjusting the amount of retrovirus in the dosage, we can in a way tailor the serum to give results in a range as opposed to just letting it run wild.” He stops to catch his breath and smiles at Julia. “Don’t worry, I can turn it off. I’m not stuck as one or the other.” He moves to kiss her deeply before quickly disengaging “Sorry, sorry! Bodily fluid. We can’t do that.” He moves to pick up a tailor’s tape and hands it to Julia. “You can do the honors, dear.” He strikes an upright pose, looking like an evolved version of the Vitruvian Man.

“First is height.” Julia moves the tape to measure with a kind of reverence. “7 feet, .2 inches. Sorry babe, you’ll have to deal with being a giant.” She shoots him a wink that causes his cock to finish its war against his briefs, fully ripping them off of his body to fall useless into the puddle of sweat. Julia moves the tape to John’s brutish arm, he gives her a flex, raising a peak the size of a softball up from the already bulky muscle. It’s clear Julia is aroused by this, her legs squeezing together as she struggles to wrap the tape around the massive appendage. She lets out a shuddering breath, half moaning as she speaks “A-arms, 25 beefy inches.” She removes the tape and plants a worshiping kiss on the flexed muscle. “What a fucking man.” She moves behind him, playfully giving him a swat on his ass that echoes through the room, he doesn’t move, but gives a sly smile as the tape wraps around his oil drum chest. “Chest, 61 inches.” She drops the tape off of his chest and runs her hands up and down his broad lats. “You could fly with these bad boys, darling.” Jokingly, John flexes his lats out, expanding his back multiple inches, causing a gleeful cackle from Julia. “DOWN BOY, DOWN!” Both chuckle as the tape moves around his waist. “Waist, 34. Still so trim.” She runs a hand over each brick of his abs and digs the tips of her fingers into the deep cuts between the muscles. She moves in front of him and kneels. Her eyes focus on the protuberant cock in front of her, but she manages to focus on her next area of measurement. “Quads, 35. Officially larger than the average man’s waist. So sexy.” She gives each of them a soft kiss. Finally free to focus on the cock in front of her she looks up admiringly at John. “I can’t get a flaccid measurement if you’re like this. Can you turn it down?”

“Sure babe.” John takes a few deep breaths, his hard cock rapidly deflating and reaching down towards his knee. She smiles and lovingly lays the tape over his length.

“Flaccid length, 10.5! Looks like your adjustments might have worked! Girth, 5.15. Okay babe, back as you were.” She gives the head of his already massive cock a kiss and lick, moaning huskily as the rod springs to full turgid might. She looks like a starving person being shown a 12-course meal. She leaves the tape wrapped around the organ, letting the growing girth spread the tape further. “Girth erect, 7”. Ooh, interesting.” She drags out her words as she lays the tape over his length again. “Length erect, 13.5. On the high side of what you wanted, but oh so welcome. I mean, it doesn’t even give you the world record, so you’re safely still in human bounds.” She laughs a bit and quickly takes the head of his cock into her mouth for a few thrusts.

“BODILY FLUIDS, JULIA.”

“Relax, you didn’t have any pre. You probably have more control over that too, or else you would have cum everywhere.”

“That’s… a fair point.” John’s shoulders relax in a slump of awareness. “So, everything so far has worked well within predictions, which is a success! We can therefore predict that this round of serum should be passed through in about 30 hours, and the b-cells should be fully switched within 48.” Julia smiles naughtily up at her man

“And I’ll have such a wonderful celebration planned, baby. I’m so glad you got your vocabulary back. I loved studly you, but I missed the way you could describe things.” She gives his cock another squeeze. “But remember, you don’t have to be a smartypants all the time.” He smiles and bounces his pecs, much to her delight.

“Don’t worry babe, I still wanna fuck you into the ground while you scream my name. I can just also be a nerd when I need to be, which is sick.” He gives her a scorching look and she drops back down to her knees.

“Now, how about we celebrate with a nice, SAFE, handjob?” She is already stroking his hard cock, biting her lip as she waits for the obvious answer.

“I think that would be quite amenable. But I don’t think I want that in the log. Let’s let our viewers see it on the page, make a little bit of scratch for ourselves.”

“Even though you just grew and will look bigger?”

“They already think we are fake, no point caring if they notice I’m bigger. So come on, ‘Lois,’ let’s give them a show.”

Julia stands and walks out of the room “I’ll get the cameras ready!” John moves towards the camera; his eyes are practically glowing as he closes the video.

Current Stats (John):

Height: 7’ .2”

Weight: 336lbs.

Chest: 61”

Waist: 34”

Biceps: 25”

Quads: 35”

Penis flaccid length/girth: 10.5”/5.1”

Penis erect length/girth: 13.5”/7”