Day 7

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This is day 7 of reporting on the effects of Serum XM-32 as administered to and by Dr. John Simons. When I last finished my log, I reported mental changes along with further minor changes to my body. While I remain a towering paragon of masculine perfection, my mind has continued its strange metamorphosis. In speech, I am finding it difficult to use my most high minded and academic vocabulary, often defaulting to generic and vague terms. Overall, this hasn’t caused much issue, but I fear any long conversation with my colleagues could leave me looking rather dim by comparison. So far, in writing I can call upon my full lexicon, but it requires more of my focus than it used to. Julia has admitted that my simpler language makes me more affable and easier to talk to, which surprised me, given that she herself is a lawyer with a quite expansive gift for language. She explained, while sucking my cock, that using all those fifty cent words made me seem insecure and that now I sounded confident, assured in myself. I’m new to being this socially acceptable so I guess I should trust her opinion. And really, if I simplified the language of these reports, would anything of actual scientific merit be lost? Especially now that the serum has run its course in physical modifications.

There is another thing regarding these logs. I’m not sure I will show them to anyone. This serum, it’s dangerous. In my hands, it only changed me into an ideal form; but in the hands of the military or any other government agency, it could be used to create “super soldiers” straight out of a comic book. I have already taken drastic action with the data on the synthesis of the serum. I removed the drive from my computer, placed it in a secret deposit box under a false name, something I was shocked at the ease of doing, and destroyed any written documentation of my experiments. I fear that this will cost me my position at the university, the materials and reagents, while purchased by myself, were combined, tested, and administered with university equipment. It is not outside my imagination that my body may even be claimed as university property as the recipient of the serum. This doesn’t even broach the subject of my relations with Theresa and what ever other coed I wanted who was lucky enough to enroll in my class. I raised these issues with Julia, and she said that she had an idea for a new stream of income. I didn’t like the sound of this, but I trusted her and waited for her to reveal this idea to me in her own time.

On the subject of Theresa, I sent her home unharmed and in perfect condition, the only major difference being that she was now completely and totally devoted to me and the pleasure I could bring her. She hesitated to leave; I could see the question in her eyes. She wanted to ask to stay. I gave her a look that silently told her that she had to leave, but that I would call upon her another day. Amazing, just one week ago I could never convey power and assertiveness with just a look, now I can convey entire orders. My social development has been astounding, it feels like suddenly understanding the words of a foreign language on a page. So many things I had missed: glances, nods, tones. The world was speaking to me in new verses every moment of every day. Julia also reassured Theresa that she had performed well, and that she would be called again, and this seemed to quiet her insecurity more than my firm stare.

After another day of vigorous lovemaking, I laid in the bed with Julia in the pose that we had become so accustomed to, her wrapped around my chest and shoulders, my arm wrapped around her and resting on the curve of her hips and ass. I looked at her, so beautiful and serene, and I decided I was done hiding.

“Let’s go out. Like to a club or a restaurant. I want to move; I want to be seen. I don’t know, I just need to be active around people.”

Julia smiled up at me, “I was wondering when you’d come around. I want to show everyone my new stud of a fiancé. I want to see every woman jealous that I have the best man in the world.” She gently caressed my package as she said the word stud, and my chest over my heart when she finished her sentence. I stood and went to the shower, alone this time as we planned on going somewhere that might be closed by the time we finished fucking in the shower. I finished bathing quickly to give her as much time to make herself even more gorgeous than she already was. I donned a paisley print silk shirt, unbuttoned to show my full chest and the top row of my bulging abs, a pair of black slacks, which did just enough to hide my bulge, but not so much as to completely conceal it, along with a shiny black pair of leather shoes. As I was finishing my outfit with a belt, I felt a pair of hands place something over my head and around my neck. I looked down and the golden chain was resting on my hyper-developed pecs. I had to admit, with my new tan skin tone, it looked fitting. I looked in the mirror and saw Julia in her tallest heels and her tightest, blackest dress. We nearly didn’t make it out of the house.

“I look a bit stereotypical, don’t you think?” I said checking my hair and beard, realizing I looked like every douchebag people hate at any club in America, but Julia was quick to dismiss my concern.

“You look hot as shit, babe. Think of it like this, you aren’t dressed like an asshole; assholes are dressed like you. You’re a great person and a brilliant scientist, not some horn-dog trying to fuck anything that moves.” I shot her a look and she broke out in a giggle “Like I said, you’re a brilliant scientist who wants to fuck everything that moves.” I laughed and kissed her as she took my hands and led me out of the house to the car.

The club, De Amore, was packed. The blue lights of the dance floor bathed everyone in an unearthly glow and the smell of **** and sweat assaulted my enhanced senses. The music reverberated through my body as I held onto Julia’s waist and we moved to the beat, her ass rubbing hard against my cock, her hands up and around my neck in a sensual sway. I could see the stares we were getting, men wanting Julia, women wanting me. A lot of women wanting me. A distracting amount. Julia spun into my arms and smiled.

“You see them, yeah? They all want you baby. They want this.” She ran her hands up my chest and locked them around the back of my neck, pulling me into a hot kiss. She bit her lip, “I’m going to go to the bathroom and get us some drinks on the way back. Do me a favor,” She leaned in and in as much of a whisper as she could manage on the loud dance floor, “find us someone fun to play with, won’t you?” I tensed and felt her drag a single finger down to the root of my cock before mincing away to the restroom. I tried to gather my thoughts for a few moments before looking around the room. I had options, I could be an active pursuer and take my pick of the lot, or I could wait and see who took the bait and made a pass at me. The latter strategy seemed more appealing to me, but I was reminded that Theresa did exactly this strategy to ply me for sex in my classroom. Was I so passive as to just take whoever was brave enough or self-absorbed enough to attempt to claim me? That thought bugged me, so I began to scope out the room less as the hunted, more as the hunter. There was also what Julia wanted. She wanted someone fun, so girls that looked like Theresa or behaved like Theresa were out. That cleared out a portion of the girls, but there were still plenty of candidates for a night of passion.

It didn’t take long for me to lock onto my chosen target, or in this case, targets. Two Latina women, both deliciously curvy with tiny waists and long shimmering hair were dancing with each other. Judging by how they were posing for pictures and videos on their phones, I assumed they were influencers of some sort. It didn’t really matter to me now, I was hot, confident, and convinced in my mind that if one was good, two would be better. Letting my mind relax and my body work on its own instincts, I swaggered up to the women and shot them a smile. I made eye contact with the woman wearing a tight body-con dress that ended just below the generous curve of her clearly unnatural ass, not that I was complaining. She matched my gaze and after a quick scan up and down my body, her eyes widening both at my chest and abs and at my prominent bulge, she approached me and pressed her ass against my groin, moving with the music. I could practically wrap my hands around her waist, such was the size difference and the **** nature of the woman’s body sculpting.

Her friend watched close by, her own surgically enhanced body squeezed into pants that must have needed a wench to get on and off and a shirt that barely fit the definition, threatening to spill her huge tits out into the open if she did more than her usual sensual sway on the dance floor. I could see the jealousy in her eyes as her friend grew more and more daring with her dancing, turning and grinding her barely covered pussy against my thigh and practically stripping my shirt off to feel more of my ripped muscles. It was only when she moved to kiss me that I stopped her. I turned to her friend and beckoned her with a finger. She approached quickly and I wrapped an arm around each of them. I leaned in and kissed the girl I was dancing with deeply before smoothly transitioning to her friend, who also accepted my advances. The old me was shocked in the back of my mind that picking up women could be this easy, but the old me wasn’t a jacked hunk. I remember in that moment I thought to myself ‘the old me was a bitch,’ something I had never considered in my life.

Julia joined us shortly after and the girls had no qualms joining us for a night of fun. As we piled into the car, Julia joined the girls in the back to keep them company and to keep them ready for me. The giggling and kissing I heard as I focused on the road was enough to threaten the integrity of my pants and the existence of my steering wheel. This time, I could feel the wheel distorting in my grip and had to try to avoid any further damage during the trip. As we entered the house, I took note that Julia must have been wearing higher heels than the duo, as she was still a touch taller than them as they passed me.

There was no pretense with these girls. We bee-lined straight to the bedroom, and everyone stripped down to begin. Julia smiled as she rubbed the waist of one of them, “What great little toys you’ve picked for us tonight, dear. I can’t wait to see you take them.” She walked over to my side as the girls began sharing my cock between their mouths. She leaned up and whispered in my ear “I’m proud of you for taking the initiative tonight. I would have never guessed you would go for TWO girls, but I guess you do have needs.” She ran a hand down my chest and gave me a scorching kiss before moving away and taking one of the girls, the friend I didn’t dance with, and making her eat her out while the first beauty, whose name I later learned was Leah, began to suck my cock in earnest. I held my climax off and waited until I heard and smelled the telltale signs of Julia’s orgasm before I changed positions and laid Leah down on the bed, filling her dripping pussy with my cock and dragging a long scream of pleasure from her lips. Compared to Julia, Leah was like putting my dick in a vice, I couldn’t bottom out inside of her and while she was lost in the throes of intense pleasure, practically cumming on my cock constantly, the tightness was only serving to keep me hard, but not to give me pleasure. I let Leah cum a few more times before switching to her friend, Marissa.

This time I took her doggy style and found slightly more success as I could fit more of myself into her, and I got to enjoy the sight of her bubble butt bouncing with the impact of my thrusts. Leah stayed close to me and was sure to keep busy, kissing and licking my body, sucking my balls as I fucked her friend. I found myself appreciating how eager of a slut she was. Julia had moved to another part of the bed and was fingering herself watching me ruin Marissa for anyone else. I felt this was beneath her and motioned for her to move closer to me. When she did, I began to finger her with my strong, thick fingers, getting deeper than she ever could. As I felt her walls tighten around my hand, she closed her eyes and could only manage to say, “thank you, thank you, thank you,” until her orgasm had subsided. Her intense response drove me over the edge.

“Julia, it’s time.” I pulled out of Marissa and presented my cock to her. Julia took my cock lovingly in her pussy and practically pulled me completely inside of her. I did my duty and filled her as she cried out how much she loved me and after everyone had mostly recovered, we all cleaned up and the girls were sent home. It was then that I noticed something that terrified me. As the girls were waiting for the cab, they were barefoot. Julia was also barefoot standing next to them. I knew that Julia was slightly above average in height for a woman, but not by much and both women seemed to be around her usual 5’4”. Julia was half a head taller than them, somewhere around 5’9”! When the girls left, I looked at Julia with a serious look.

“Julia, what the fuck? Have you noticed you’ve grown? You were way taller than those girls just now!” Julia looked down at her legs and back up at me.

“Oh, you finally noticed! I guess your change in perspective kept you in the dark for a few days.” She approached me and wrapped me in an embrace. “Why do you think only I get your cum?” She looked me in the eye, and I saw the golden flecks I had seen in my own eyes sparkling there.

“How- how long have you been changing?”

“Oh, since the first time I absorbed your cum! I slept wayyyy in and when I woke up, I rushed off to work, I was so mad because I was going to be super behind on my case, but guess what? When I got there, the work was so easy. I did days’ worth of case study in a few hours. Sure, it probably cost me a few billable hours, but it’s worth it to have perfect recall and hyper focus.” I had to sit down. My lust addled mind had forgotten that my entire body was permeated with serum, that included my semen. What a fool I was! One of the most basic safety protocols and I forgot it just so I could fuck my girlfriend! Who knows what the effects will be. Julia could see the worry in my face.

“Sweetie, I’m fine. I don’t think I got a full dose of whatever you put in your body. For one, it takes longer to set in and for another as your body has processed the serum, my changes have gotten less potent. I can taste it in you when I swallow. It doesn’t taste as strongly as it used to.” While these reassurances did help slightly, my worries didn’t cease.

“We need to keep data on this. Track how long the symptoms persist, what changes happen when, this is a major issue with the experiment. The second you show negative symptoms, I’m rushing you to the hospital.” Julia smiled and straddled my waist.

“I don’t think that will happen, but I love that you care about my well being. Look at it this way, now I get to become the woman you deserve.” She kissed me gently before getting up and leading me back to the bedroom. I filled her three more times before we both fell asleep for the night. She was still asleep as usual when I woke up this morning, and there didn’t appear to be any changes during the night. Perhaps her growth requires a catalyst? Or her theory of a slower acting reagent could be correct. Further study will need to be done.

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