Day 15

John sits in his office chair, the furniture returned to its original state before the testing from two days prior. He is in a parody of workout attire from the 90’s, a tight Lycra tank top with a neon design printed onto it, tight shorts that end only a quarter of the way down his massive thigh, big cotton socks with old Reebok basketball shoes, all topped with massive fluffy wristbands and a matching headband pushing his hair into a comedic but flattering fluffy mess on top of his head.

“This is day 15 of analysis and logs on the symptoms and effects of Serum XM-32 and RV-01 administered by and to John Simons.” He cracks a smile, his pearlescent teeth practically shining from underneath his thick beard. “Feels good to be able to say that without it feeling like a workout.” He relaxes into the chair. “So, it finally happened. I missed a day. To be completely honest, nothing much happened. I ate to replenish the caloric energy burned to facilitate growth, I slept for about 12 hours, woke up, got more handjobs from Julia. We were very safe, but I did do one thing.” He reaches forward off camera and pulls out what looks to be a full water balloon.

“This was my first cum shot after waking up. I wanted to measure my output after having a full night’s rest. Basically recreating what it’s like when I go to sleep after fucking and then wake up to Julia’s wonderful good morning suck and fuck. I ran spectrum analysis on the sample, I still have some friends at the university, so they did me a solid and let me in to run some tests, and the sample showed elevated traces of Serum.” He reaches over and pulls another slightly less filled condom. “This is from today, I just got back from the lab and besides my sperm count being somewhere north of 4 times as high as a normal male, and my sperm being hyperactive, they have no traces of the serum in them. I also did some blood analysis, and my b cells are optimized and serum free! Overall, this was a resounding success, and I can try to create a controlled version! I’m fucking pumped!” He hits a massive flex, nearly popping the straps of his tank top with the sheer amount of beef surging out from his body.

He looks down at his costume. “I should explain, our neighborhood had a throwback party, just to have a little get together so everyone can get to know each other. We’ve only gone to a couple on New Years or the Fourth of July, but we decided it would be fun to really dress up for this one and maybe pull a couple of neighbors back here to have some fun on stream. If that happens, I’ll attach the video to this one.” He adjusts his package and stretches the straps of his shirt to better showcase his beefy pecs. “Add in the fact I haven’t been able to fuck for two days and I’m about to go fucking feral.”

He checks some notes on a notepad and turns back to the camera. “Julia hasn’t shown any growth or progress, it’s possible she’s reached a state of homeostasis that should hold unless she gets more serum infected cum inside of her. Since I’ve removed myself as a vector, that only leaves Sylvia as a potential donor. That or she starts licking her own cum, which I just don’t think she can do at a high enough rate to cause an imbalance, especially since it would basically be replacing the serum that she processed already. I don’t have any qualms as of now about giving Julia the control variant, but she seems to like the small improvements. She calls them “Level Ups” when we talk about them.” He chuckles, “I guess it is sort of like that, I was just power leveling multiple stages at once.” He flexes a powerful bicep, the head of the muscle nearly touching his wrist.

“I will leave it there. Not a super in-depth log, but that’s what happens when you have to quarantine for a couple of days. Ciao.”

The video ends and a new video begins. It is night time and there are multiple people on camera inside of the living room of John and Julia’s house. John and Julia, currently playing their parts as “Lois and Clark,” are smiling at the camera while holding two other people. A slightly frazzled woman for ‘Clark’ and a portly, balding man for ‘Lois’. Lois addresses the camera, golden eyes flashing with mischief.

“Hey everybody, I know we haven’t had a big stream in a while, but tonight we have a very special treat for all of you fine citizens of Me-cock-polis.” She laughs at the pun, flipping her luscious golden hair over her strong shoulder, letting some hang over her eye, giving her a femme fatale aesthetic, even while dressed in garish neon. She pulls back from the camera, retaking her place next to the older man. She is wearing a tight neon blue leotard, pulled so tightly by her tall, curvy body that her pussy is clearly visible through the fabric. Her gigantic breasts sit firm and proud on top of her powerful pecs, which lift them and push them together with an effect not unlike a pushup bra. Her abs are visible through the fabric, each perfectly defined. Her thighs are massive, each teardrop muscle hanging over her knee and giv0ing her legs the sexy curve yearned for by every Instagram influencer. On her feet, she wears sky high sneaker heels with pink legwarmers left to bunch up around her ankles. She playfully puts one of her legs up behind her as she leans on the man, overwhelming him both with her height and her sheer presence.

The man and woman, Gerald and Kim, are dressed in older clothing, resembling a mom and dad. While they are not old, the signs of middle age can be seen setting in. Gerald is carrying a sizeable stomach, his youthful muscles now covered in the effects of his life as a middle manager. He wears a bulky sweater and jeans and some tastefully retro glasses to seal the “90’s dad” look. His thinning black hair is nearly gone on the top of his head, what is there has been styled to cover as much area as possible without looking like a comb over. His eyes were heavy, hooded with exhaustion. His formerly strong jaw was covered by a round layer of fat, making him seem heavier than he was. Wrinkles had begun to etch themselves into his forehead and the corners of his eyes and lips.

Kim is also dressed as a “90s mom,” complete with high waisted, stone washed jeans, a similarly bulky sweater, and a matching pair of wire-frames on her face. She was pretty 10 years ago, fresh out of college. Now, she is “pretty,” in the way women tell each other they are pretty to avoid comparing themselves to the young women flaunting their bodies and good looks in the magazines and TV shows they read and watch. Her hair is frizzy, both as part of the costume and as part of its general nature. It is a rusty red color, barely distinguishable from a light brown. Her eyes are tired, with bags and discoloration. Under her clothing, ‘Clark’ feels the soft padding of married life. These people were starting a life, maybe a family, and simply got caught at the starting line. Her skin was pale, despite the warm spring weather outside, telling of a life spent indoors. She had said she was a high school English teacher, which lent her a calming, strong tone of voice. Clark remembered having a few refreshingly stimulating conversations with her during the other get togethers about Prost and Beckett.

Lois began to speak again. “Our friends here, who would like to not be named so we will respect their wishes,” She gives the chat a comedic stern look as though the chat was in danger of finding out who these absolute nobodies were. “They came to us and said that they would like to spice things up in their relationship!”

Gerald cut in, “It wasn’t exactly like that. See, you two have changed so much, we were curious about what you did to regain your pep. You said, ‘healthy living,’ and when I pressed further you said, ‘a strong sex life is key to unlocking your full potential.”

Julia beamed and turned to the chat with a teacher's point “That’s true, chat. I stand by it.” She turned back to Gerald and motioned for him to continue.

After a nervous gulp, Gerald continued. “My wife and I, well, our sex life hasn’t been as good as it once was. Typical of married couples after a bit of time. But I asked her if she might want to spice things up tonight and after some liquid courage, she agreed.”

Lois looked at Gerald and then the camera seriously, “Both of you are currently sober and coherent now, correct?” The couple nodded to each other and at their new gurus. “And you both want to go through with this? Understanding that we are going to push your limits?” Again, both shared a slightly nervous, but supportive nod. Lois gave a small clap “Great! Consent is the most important thing!” Several chatters spammed a large CONSENT emote and celebrated. Lois broke character for a moment and pulled everyone into a huddle.

“Okay, now off camera, no pressure, you can leave right now, and we don’t have to do this. Are. You. Sure.” Her eyes gleamed and the air around the group felt sterile, completely free of lust or other pheromones. The two new friends looked at each other again then at Julia and nodded their heads. She smiled softly. “Great, and the safeword is WallaWalla.” The group all share a chuckle and turn back to the camera. “ALRIGHT chat, we are all squared away! Let’s get started!” The chat began to move at high speed, donations and redemptions pinging constantly.

Clark took the lead for the next portion of the program. He ran a humongous hand over her shoulders in a gentle, reassuring way. “So what is your usual sex life like?” Kim turned and faced Clark, gazing dreamily into his eyes before snapping back to lucidity.

“Um, pretty normal. He’s on top, sometimes behind. Neither one of us was super experienced when we started dating, so we haven’t really explored that part of ourselves, in my opinion.” She shot a look over at Gerald, seeking his approval, but Lois clocked the motion and stepped in. “How about I take him into the other room, and you can speak candidly, okay? This is judgement free, and we trust each other completely in this house.” She smiled and softly but firmly pulled Gerald into the office. Clark and Kim sat on the couch, Clark occupying most of the real estate, Kim slightly pressed into his hulking form. He looked down at her.

“So, sex life. Really normal?”

“Oh, yes. I wasn’t lying or anything, he treats me well. It’s just that our sex is very… official. We do it, but the passion isn’t there. We figured out how to make each other climax and from then on that’s how we did it. I just feel like there’s experiences that we are leaving on the table before we really start trying for a family, and I want to do them.” She plays with the hem of her sweater, fingers twisting the knitted material around themselves.

“Does he want to experience those things?” Clark raises his eyebrow slightly.

“He says he does. But our jobs keep us so busy and tired, who has time to go to a…” she whispered the next phrase, “sex shop… and get something they don’t even know they’ll like?”

Clark nodded and ran a hand under his chin. “I see. So, you see this as an opportunity to try new things without having to be fully invested?”

“That sounds a little mean, I like you and…Lois.” Clark shot her a wink that made her heart leap into her throat. “When you suggested this, I thought it was a prank. But you understand, if I bought something and he didn’t like it, that’s embarrassing and spends money we really don’t have to spend right now.” Her face flushes with red as she talks, her body squeezing itself into a smaller form.

“Hey hey,” Clark puts a titanic limb around Kim. “Relax, I’m just trying to see how we can help and provide you with that dream experience that you’re craving. So, you implied there was something you wanted to try. Something that you even considered buying, so what is it?” Kim’s eyes moved around the room, frantically searching for anything to stare at than the living Greek god holding her so gently.

“Um, it was… a… strap…on.” Kim gives a loud exhale as the stress of the admission leaves her body. Clark leans back, his eyebrows raised.

“Wow, that’s a big step. Has he shown an interest in that?”

“Sometimes when I go down on him, he asks me to put a finger in. It’s more about flipping the entire structure, though. I’ve been receiving sex in missionary my whole life, sometimes doggy, but even that devolves into the same feeling every time. I’m getting… fucked. I want to feel like I’m doing the fucking sometimes.”

“You could just try getting on top.”

“No, I mean I want to be the penetrator.” She continues to try and compress herself into a smaller form.

“Hey, I understand. Relax.” Kim looks into his eyes and smiles, her muscles loosening from their rigid posture. “I think we can make that happen for you. My question is, are you willing to do something for him in exchange for being able to do what you want? This has to be a team effort.”

Kim straightens up again, much more casual than she had been, but still alert to answer the question posed. “Of course. I love him, I’ll do whatever he wants, within reason and the law, to fulfill his needs and desires.” She looks down at the floor and smiles “I know he feels the same thing. We really do try to help each other as much as we can. I remember what you two were like before all of… this.” She gestures vaguely at Clark’s chest. “Honestly, I thought we were pretty similar. Maybe even enough to be friends. I was even going to suggest going out to dinner the next time I got a hold of one of you.” She laughs a little, “Obviously plans change.” Clark smiles and shifts slightly closer to Kim.

“Yeah, they sure do.” He tilts her head to face him, looking deeply into her eyes. “I can see why he fell for you, you have a beautiful soul. Not to mention you are beautiful yourself.” She smiles and looks away.

“You’re saying that, but I’ve seen Lois. I don’t hold a candle to her.” Clark takes her small hands in his gigantic paws.

“No, I mean it. You may not feel it, but I can see it. You’re a good person and that shines through. Let me show you.” He moves in, lips nearly touching. Her eyes close, a longing need written across her face. The door opens.

“Okay, I had a nice chat with our friend, and we have a game plan for how to help him, how did it go with her?” Clark turns from his attempts at seduction to look at Lois. Lois smiles and gives a small chuckle “Oh, starting without us?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it, just a bit of warm up.” Clark turns to face Lois and Gerald. “She also has revealed what she would like to do tonight and it’s a fun one.” He has a devious look on his face as Kim’s face again turns crimson.

“Oh, we should say each of them on three, for fun. Ready? One, Two, Three!”

“PEGGING” both Lois and Clark stare at each other in amazement. A beat passes before everyone begins to crack up in shocked laughter.

“Oh man,” Clark says holding his stomach, “What a relief! You two really are a good team!” Both Gerald and Kim look at each other in stunned amazement, neither one believing that the other suggested the same solution. Gerald broke the silence between them.

“I just. You always talk about being in control and I always did have a little thing for teacher role play. It just kind of… made sense. Especially with the special thing you do when you blow me.”

“Aw, you’re so sweet. I should have known that after a day of being the big boss man, you might not want to be the one in charge all the time at home.” The couple share a hug and a kiss. Julia approaches from behind them.

“Beautiful, isn’t it chat? But, Clark and I are feeling a little left out. How about we have some swinging fun first, then we can see if we can make your dreams come true?” She smiles at the couple who both run their eyes over the superhuman couple. Kim is the one to break the deadlock this time.

“Oh no honey, we have to have sex with these two absolutely beautiful humans who just want to make us feel good and get closer. What ever shall we do?” She dramatically places a hand over her forehead in the style of a fainting maiden while leaning back into Clark’s chest. Gerald could only smile and put his hands on Lois’s hips.

“Well, I don’t think we have a choice, dear. They’re very persuasive.” The couple break eye contact with each other and turn their attention to their respective play partners.

Lois moves Gerald to the side of the living room, sitting him in the lounge chair and straddling him with her bulky, sweeping thighs. She takes his face in her hands and brings him in for a deep kiss. Gerald tenses, clearly close to coming in his pants, but Julia grips his cock through his pants firmly. “Shhh not yet baby. Not yet. Let’s get you out of your clothes first.” Julia strips Gerald out of his sweater and pants, keeping his boxers on for the final reveal. With the same reverence that she shows Clark, she kisses down Gerald’s body before pulling his boxers off his legs. His cock is respectable, a completely nondescript thing. Nothing compared to the absolute weapon Clark wielded between his legs, but for Lois, it was like greeting an old friend. It reminded her of Clark before the serum, before they became these crazy beings. She was happy to enjoy this morsel. She takes his entire length into her mouth, her tongue even running along the base of his cock to lick part of his balls. Gerald, in a state of euphoria, can only sit with his eyes closed and mouth agape as breath is ripped from his lungs by every suck and twist of Lois’s skilled mouth. A cry echoes through the room from the couch.

Over on the couch, Clark and Kim have stripped and begun their lovemaking. Clark has positioned himself underneath Kim, who has clearly orgasmed from his expert oral. Shaking, she slides down his body, trailing her arousal down his physique to rest her still spasming pussy on the base of Clark’s massive cock. There is no way any of Kim’s holes will accommodate this insane rod, but Clark had said to her before they began that she was in charge and that tonight was all for her. In the beginnings of a dominant thought, Kim decided that Clark didn’t have to cum from her tonight. Let Lois handle things on that end. He would serve her purposes, this powerful man, this god. It felt like she was taming a monster to serve her. When she opened her eyes from her pleasure, she stared at Clark with a regal air. With a smile that was met by his perfect face, she began to grind her mound against his hard cock. She may not be able to take him, but she would get service out of his cock. Clark stopped her for a moment to adjust their position. He grabbed his cock and laid it up onto his abs. The grotesque fuckpole nearly touched his pecs, which was met with a wide eyed stare by Kim. Clark gently positions her on top of his cock, allowing her to resume her grinding. As the pressure built, Kim looked down and realized with a start what Clark had done. From this angle, with the sheer size of his cock, it looked like Kim was rubbing her own enormous dick against Clark’s abs. With a shout and a shudder, Kim came again, clinging hard to Clark until the ordeal was over. Once the trembling stopped, she whispered in Clark’s ear.

“Where are your toys, I’m ready.”

“In the office, there’s a box stuffed with them, you can’t miss it. Don’t forget to lube it up.” Clark smiled and let Kim get up. He turned his attention to Lois and Gerald, watching as the poor man was kept on the edge of release by his loving fiancé. Lois had moved from giving head to riding Gerald’s cock with the experience of a thousand porn stars. Clark was sure she was pulsing her pussy muscles to give Gerald even more pleasure. “She’s off to get the toys, you should get ready, buddy.” He gave a rumbling chuckle and idly stroked his massive length to the sight of Lois’s ass bouncing with her movements. As Clark hears the door from the office opening again, he walks over to Lois and smacks her ass with a **** only he could provide. “Time to cum, baby. Cum for me.” Lois immediately begins spasming and spraying femcum onto Gerald’s cock, yet she still does not let the man cum. Lois gracefully dismounts from Gerald’s lap and turns to face Kim, who is now wearing the double ended strap-on that was purchased only a few days ago, lubed and ready.

“Well honey, we said we were going to spice it up? Are you ready?” Kim has a proud countenance about her in this moment. Her mind is flooded with serotonin and dopamine and her self confidence is soaring. Gerald on the other hand, has been kept from release and used for pleasure, much to his pain and delight. All he can do is get down on his hands and knees and crawl towards his wife.

“Please… Please… However you have to do it, just let me cum. I need to cum so bad.” His words are moaned pitifully, his hands desperately clutching at Kim’s legs and hips. Kim steps back, out of his reach, she’s almost worried, but she remembers that Gerald isn’t saying the safeword. This night is about pushing boundaries. This night is for her. He is for her. She reaches down and runs a hand softly over his cheek, he leans into it, **** for affection and connection. She puts a hand through his hair and pulls his face up to see hers. The strap is hanging ominously in his field of vision. Kim smiles, but there isn’t love in her eyes.

“If you want to cum, you know what to do. Suck.” She presents the strap, hard and dripping with lube to Gerald’s lips. Gerald hesitates for a second, thoughts racing through his mind, but the same resolve that took Kim also steels his conviction as well. If Kim hadn’t stopped, then neither would he. He looks up into her eyes and begins to take the firm silicone in his mouth. A soft giggle escaped Kim’s mouth.

“Good boy, keep going. You want me to let you cum right?” Gerald could only moan his assent. Once Kim felt Gerald had appropriately shown deference to her new cock, she pulled out of his mouth and gave him a long kiss, her tongue aggressively attacking his own. Breaking the kiss, she smiled down at the man. “Turn around baby, let me make you feel good.” Gerald quickly spun and waited for her to take him. Kim lightly teased his hole with the tip of her faux cock, dragging a surprisingly high-pitched moan out of the man. Softly cooing, she slid the head into his hole. The sound out of Gerald’s mouth was unlike any she had heard him make in their time as a couple. It sounded like a great release of pressure both societal and mental. His hole relaxed after that, allowing more of her toy to enter him. Kim felt great joy that she was giving her husband such an immense amount of pleasure. The other end of the toy burying itself into her own wet and waiting pussy was also a bonus. Each of her small thrusts into Gerald brought the toy in and out of her as well, enough to allow her to live the fantasy that she really was fucking him with her own thick cock. The toy was well above Gerald’s size, easily double. This wasn’t a dick or a penis, it was a cock; and it was hers.

Gerald moaned, feeling his wife’s hips touch his as she bottomed the massive toy out in him. The full sensation, the feeling of satisfaction, it overloaded him. He wanted to cum, to cry, to scream and shout and shut down from pleasure, but something was stopping him. After a couple of hard thrusts from Kim that sent his flabby ass bouncing with recoil, he realized what the issue was. He needed Kim to tell him he could cum, and he needed to make her cum. He looked over his shoulder, at his wife pounding his ass with a renewed vigor that he hadn’t seen from her in a long time. He looked up into her eyes and grunted out, “Fuck. Me. Please.” Kim looked down in amazement, the sheer shock of Gerald talking during sex stunning her, but not ceasing her thrusts. They were usually quiet during sex, both having grown up in houses where loud noises were punished, neither of them tended to be very vocal when it came to lovemaking. But this wasn’t making love, not tonight. This was fucking, and Kim was fucking Gerald. She picked up the pace of her thrusts, the feeling of power coursing through her.

Gerald spluttered out “Yes, please, let me cum. Please. You have to tell me to cum.” Kim slowed slightly, noticing that it was taking slightly more **** to move the toy inside of Gerald, his insides tightening. By this point both were covered in sweat. How long had they been fucking? It couldn’t have been more than a few minutes. She kept thrusting, panting with exertion, finally beginning to tire. She placed her hands on her husband’s hips. They felt… wrong. They felt soft, not fat, but the skin was softer, with more of a shape. He had stopped moaning, instead heavily breathing, taking her thrusts as deeply as he can. Kim herself felt a tightening feeling but refused to stop fucking Gerald. Suddenly there was a feeling of flowing, the pressure lifting as her own climax suddenly crashed into her mind. The world went white as she yelled at the top of her lungs, “CUM FOR ME BABY.” She could faintly hear Gerald cumming his brains out before blackness took her. She fell backwards, out of his spent hole.

Lois and Clark watched as the couple they helped began to explore their new fetish with each other. It was wholesome in their new perspective, a new expression of their love for one another. Eventually, the petting they were doing while watching was not enough and Lois mounted her man, feeling the deep fulfillment of being filled by cock. Clark used his strength to move her up and down his giant dick, her otherworldly flexibility allowing her to spread her legs and hold that pose as her man used her as a living fleshlight. She loved the loss of control and the strength she felt through his hands and his body. It made her feel protected and small, no matter how problematic her mind was telling her it was. She was turned to face the other couple as Clark fucked her into oblivion. She had already had a small orgasm when he entered her and the pulsing pleasure she was feeling would quickly bring her another. After coming down from another climax, Lois saw both Gerald and Kim still fucking hard. That was confusing, it had been 20 minutes and most normal people would have tired out by now. Lois put a hand behind her to tell Clark to stop fucking her. Seeing some telltale signs of what she had observed days ago, Lois quickly turned off the stream with a wink and a kiss.

Julia looked with worry at John. It was clear something had happened with Gerald and Kim that had introduced them to the serum. The increase in temperature, the sweating, the energy and pleasure. It was still only speculation until they saw Kim begin to grow while fucking her husband. She grew several inches, burning fat off of her body leaving her with a fit runner’s physique, her chest shrinking as well. On the other hand, Gerald seemed to be compressing. There were soft pops heard underneath the din of flesh slapping against flesh and moans of pleasure. From John’s vantage point, he saw Gerald’s legs thicken and smooth, his body hair becoming finer and his chest and shoulders pushing in. His stomach shrank, but the fat didn’t disappear, instead it appeared to be redistributing around his body. His chest developed small buds beneath his nipples and his ass began to round and lift into a feminine shape. John couldn’t believe his eyes. Two completely different expressions of serum reaction, but scarily, he had no clue what the dosage or which version of the serum they had been exposed to. After the couple came and both passed out, John and Julia collected them and placed them in their bed to be safe and observe for any side effects. As Julia laid Kim down and pulled the blanket around Kim’s newly thinned shoulders, Kim opened her eyes a fraction to sleepily smile and whisper,

“You gotta tell me where you got that lube that comes in the little balloons. It’s so good.”