It Turns Him Into A Real Man

Her skinny body had now turned into a sexy, almost unreal form. With tits so large they were giving her back damage, and a growing ghetto booty that looked so grabbable. Her hair appeared more silky, her eyes a very inviting blue, and her lips now cherry red and seeming to beg.

In short, the potion turned Fred into a sex goddess. Andrew figured it would turn him into a sex god with a swig. He only hoped it didn't give him massive breasts!

After a few drops, it was already too strong and he put it down. He waited for something to happen, and didn't want to disapoint Fred.

He stood naked and awkward, and scratched his chest as he began to feel a draft in the room. That's when he looked down and realized he wasn't scratching a scrawny, weak chest, he was scratching solid, tanned abs that any man would die for.

His eyes then jumped from his chest to his cock. It started off at a good six inches, hard... And then it was seven. He touched it and felt it growing in his hand. Eight, he thought with amazement. When it was nine he let go and could only watch, waving it around a bit. It came to ten and it poked into the counter, so he took a step back... Eleven! He said in awe. Finally, his peter petered out at a foot long!

"You're amazing," she said. "A man of my dreams."

"And you're fucking gorgeous!" he said.

Two perfect specimans, created from imperfect shells. This was going to be fun, thought Andrew.