Back to the office

The next day comes and once again you're rudely awoken by your alarm. But this time it's not a struggle to get out of bed at all. You feel energetic and rested. Your muscles still ache, but now they feel good. Powerful. The way your huge cock now flops out in Infront of you feels heavy and potent. Not to mention your big balls under it that have definite heft.

The problem now was that all of your clothes were ridiculously tight. Even the baggiest shirt looked painted on everywhere except your stomach. And the loose trousers certainly weren't loose. The bulge of your cock looked obscene. You try to stuff it down one leg and it kind of helps. It's the best you can do and you strangely don't care as you head out.

You make your way in as normal, but your car feels like it sits a little lower as you climb in. People move out of your way more than usual and you can't deny that everyone is looking at you and you love it.

You get into the office and a lot of your coworkers ask if you've been working out, admiring how every move you make causes the material to go taunt. You're getting a lot of attention from everyone and when there's finally a gap you're stopped dead by Olive who's in your way with her arms crossed.

"Okay, what's going on? I work out and I know that no one can get that big over two days." She says with a pout on her face as you catch her eyes running over you.

She's been your friend for years and you figure you need to tell someone. "Okay. Let's talk in private, it's pretty busy in here" you suggest with a smile as you see multiple people trying to subtly look at you or simply be close.

Once you're both in an empty meeting room she wheels on you, getting close and looks up at you, she has to tilt her head back further than before. "Come on, spill it. Are you on some kind of super steroids?" Olive asks with a casual poke to your chest that lingers for a moment.

The feeling of that desire starts to rise, but you suppress it. This is your friend, you don't want to cross that line no matter how hot you find her. How badly you want to rip that form fitting dress off her... It doesn't stop the rest of your body though as you can feel the slow growth from your crotch begin. "I just woke up yesterday and I started to grow! I don't know exactly how it happened, but I'm loving it! And I'm not taking any ****!"

Once again you see her eyes running over you with apprehension. But then they stop at your crotch. Without even trying to hide it you see her staring right at your cock as it continues to grow down your thigh before she shakes herself.

"Well, Jesus Ted. You look ridiculous. And I have to say, as your friend, your you-know-what is pretty obvious and you might get into trouble with HR if you don't get some new trousers." She says while not taking her eyes off it. You see her bite her lip.

At this point you're regretting pushing it down your trouser leg as now it's trying to rise and the thin material is trying its best to hold it down. Getting kicked out of the gym is one thing. But getting fired is another. "Olive. You need to stop staring... You're making it hard to keep under control and I don't want to rip..."

A faint ripping sound is heard and the seams start to give as Olive snaps out of it and looks up at you. "Okay. Calm. Think calm thoughts" she said breathlessly as you notice her cheeks are flushed and the dress she chose today was now obviously one without a bra as the points of her nipples proudly stood out. It wasn't cold in here.