She takes matters into her own hands yet again

Jake's head was spinning. The last thing he remembered was feeling unusually groggy after Cindy treated him to a nice dinner. He should have known that a rich bimbo like her wouldn't waste time congratulating a peon like him for "a job well done." He vaguely remembered the feeling of his eyes shutting against his will in the gardens, as if he hadn't slept in weeks.

But when he awoke, there were only harsh lights assaulting his vision. There was indistinct chattering and hustling all around him. He couldn't make out what any of them were saying, and the young man could scarcely tell what was going on. His whole body felt like jell-o to boot; he couldn't move a muscle. Yet even in his **** haze, there was one thing he could make out: the unmistakable figure of his bombshell boss. He could faintly hear her giggle in that obnoxious way that she always did, before she shhh'ed and placed a red, manicured fingernail to his lips, saying "go back to sleep, honey. The fun hasn't begun yet."

As if on command, he faded from consciousness yet again. When the young man next awoke, he was alone with Cindy this time. The bimbo was wearing one of her countless slutty outfits--this time it was a crop top that showed off just as much of her toned stomach and juicy melons as possible. To go along with it were a pair of short shorts that could hardly contain her bubble butt.

"Ugh," she pouted with her puffy lips. "This is like, so weird. If the serum wasn't gonna work, I was thinkin' you were just gonna die or something. But it's like nothin' happened with you at all."

Jake's head was still throbbing in pain, and there was a mixture of fear, confusion, and a hint of arousal rushing through him. "W-What did you do to me?" He barely managed to croak out. There was some sensation returning to his body, but it did him little good since he was restrained to the operating table. He noticed that he was naked as the day he was born too, but he couldn't afford to feel shame right now. There were too many other concerns for that to take precedence in his brain.

Then the bimbo responded with her typical Valley-girl accent and an eyeroll: "Oh puh-lease. Don't act like you don't want this. I was trying to just give you what any guy would want. I was gonna make you HUGE!!" Her eyes lit up when she said the word. But then her expression went back to that of scorn. "But nah, you just had to fuckin' ruin it. I don't even know what I'm gonna do with you now."

"What do you mean by huge?" He questioned with sudden alarm. The severity of the situation was slowly dawning on Jake, leading to a sense of panic. "Did you put something in me!? What is going to--AHHH!!" His line of questions was cut off by a sudden jolt of sensation coursing through him. At first it was painful, but that didn't quite encapsulate the feeling. It was almost... electric.

This certainly caught his captor's attention, leading her to raise an immaculate eyebrow in hopeful intrigue. She watched in rapt attention as the guy before her shook from head to toe, groaning as something was finally beginning to happen to him.

Jake could feel his heart beating like a drum. His bones stretched slowly, adding height to his frame inch by inch. His arms pulsed as they thickened with corded muscle and bulging veins. The same miraculous also affected his torso, as his pecs bulged at the same rate, along with impressive abs forming down below. His whole body was hardening, strengthening, flooding him with so much adrenaline and energy that Jake felt like he could punch a hole in the wall. He let out another groan, but surprised himself with the sound that came from his mouth. Even his voice had deepened, transforming into a sultry, deep baritone.

Cindy watched in wide-eyed awe as she grew wetter and wetter between her legs. "Yes," she said breathlessly at first, rubbing her legs together. "Omigod, yes! It worked! Finally, I'm gonna have a REAL MAN!!" She squealed ecstatically like a schoolgirl.

But the moment of truth was at hand. None of Jake's other changes meant anything if his package couldn't meet her fantasies. Luckily for her, Jake's manhood was growing too, and growing FAST. It pulsed along with his muscles, throbbing with each inch it grew. It was hard as diamond, reaching its way up his body, and the thickness was quickly becoming the stuff of legends. At the same time, the new stud's balls swelled with seed. They were inflating like balloons, packed so full of virile stud-cream that the pair could hear the sloshing of his swimmers.

When Jake's cock grew past the size of any lesser man that Cindy had seen, she clapped her hands together excitedly. "It's perfect!! It's soooo huge!!" She cooed, fully expecting that the growth was done. But Jake let out another grunt, and his body swelled further. Her eyes widened again, and her jaw went slack. "It's..." Cindy could not even believe it anymore. The stud was beyond even her wildest fantasies now. She could not begin to articulate the perfection she was looking at. She had crafted the perfect man, the stud to put all others to shame, the pinnacle of masculinity. Before Cindy could even attempt to encapsulate his glory, she was struck by her creation's aroma.

It was more powerful than any **** she had ever taken. The aphrodisiacal pheromones emanating from this growing behemoth flooded her nostrils and invaded her senses from head to toe. It sent shockwaves throughout her body, and a sudden gush of girlcum sprayed her panties. She fell to her knees in an orgasm induced just from beholding this monster cock, and only then did she fully understand what she was looking at.

"IT'S AN ALPHA CAWK!!!!!"

And that was what Jake had become: the alpha. His transformation had finished, and what was left was over 7 feet of manly perfection. He had titanic biceps and a washboard 8 pack abs, along with a chiseled jaw and a face that would outshine any actor in Hollywood. But his crown jewel was the 22 inch erection he sported, thicker than Cindy's own wrist, along with balls the size of grapefruits, packed to the brim with seed. And there was only one thought on his mind now.