Pressure Cooker

Alarmed by recent incidents, he continued skipping classes, excusing himself with a bad case of the flu. He had no intention of risking going out in public. In Kevin's mind, he pictured himself being chased by a mob of crazed girls the moment he stepped outside.

Besides, that wasn't his only problem. The changes in his body continued, resulting in what could only be described as a massive appendage. Its size and girth made it impossible for him to wear underwear, and any pants felt too tight around it. His testicles were no less impressive, larger than a red pepper and filled with liters of semen, weighing heavily on the man.

Added to that was his overwhelming libido. There were few occasions when he wasn't aroused, accompanied by a burning desire for sex. Even playing video games ended in a delirious fantasy the moment he saw a girl on the screen.

He didn't know how he endured the thought of masturbating for so long, but he did it out of fear that the symptoms would worsen, if that were even possible. His discomfort led to sleepless nights and little food during the day.

His interactions with the trio of girls became a hentai comedy; a brief exchange with any of them was enough to arouse them. Flushed cheeks, constant gasps, rapid breathing, and trembling legs became commonplace when the obese boy was near.

Sometimes, their attempts to insult Kevin ended with them running to the bathroom with a hand on their crotch. More than once, the nerd heard a moan from inside the bathroom; he wondered how many of those were directed at him.

His sisters' and Lilith's attitudes changed. In a way, they knew about his Sweet Essence, so they tried their best to avoid contact with him, though that didn't always work. The hesitation to ask Kevin for help became quite evident when they themselves preferred to do the most basic chores.

Around that time, something else started happening to Whale: he noticed that several of his clothes were mysteriously disappearing. His boxers were the main victims, but the occasional pair of pants wasn't spared either. He suspected it must be one of them, but confronting them in their current state would be highly counterproductive.

All these sudden changes made the nerd feel like the house had become a giant pressure cooker, where the slightest insignificant thing could cause a colossal explosion with devastating consequences.

Little did our protagonist know that what he was trying so hard to avoid would happen sooner than he thought. After all, three horny girls and a stud nerd could only end up one way.