A handful. Just swallow them.

Wiping off his sweaty palms on his jeans, James nervously shook a small mound of pills onto his hand. His heart beat in his throat as he dropped all of them into his mouth at once. They tasted surprisingly sweet and made him drool quite a bit - swallowing once, twice, James **** all pills down his throat.

His initial excitement abated quickly as he realized that there was no way the pills would start working immediately. Still, he couldn't help but grin when he thought about how big he would get. Gathering the pill bottles into his arms, James made for the door to get back to his room. He hadn't even made it halfway when an almighty throb raced through his crotch, making him double over and drop the bottles out of his arms. James face contorted into a mix of surprise, pleasure and pain.

What in the world... were the pills already working?! The pressure against James' fly suggested as much. With flying, trembling hands, he **** his fly open and pulled down his pants, exposing his raging boner. It strained upwards from his crotch, precum already drooling from the distended slit. Breathing hard, James kicked away his pants, leaving him wearing only his shirt, and dropped his bony butt onto the cool tiles. Grabbing his aching dick tightly, he began rapidly jacking off. His cock felt ready to burst, James' hand a blur on the reddened flesh, loud slicking noises filling the kitchen. Eyes closed and teeth gritted in exertion, James was lost to the world - until his hand slipped off his dick at the end of one stroke. Thinking he'd stroked too enthusiastically, James wrapped his hand back around his throbbing cock, only to find it slipping over his palm. Towards his crotch.

James felt as if he'd been dunked into ice water. Instantly his arousal was forgotten, and he spread his legs to look at his cock. His eyes confirmed what his hand had told him: James' prick was visibly shrinking, going from small-ish to dicklet rapidly. His scrotum had already almost disappeared, and with a 'pop' he could feel his balls sliding up into his body.

"No, no, no, nonoNOOO!"

James panicked, gripping his diminishing member with thumb and two fingers of his right hand, trying to pull it back out, but it was too slick and slippery from his pre coating it. He could only helplessly watch as his remaining length shriveled up until it melded into his crotch, the glans disappearing into the hood his foreskin now formed. At the same time, his ball sack changed texture, losing all hair and splitting in the middle, until James' incredulous eyes stared at a slit he'd seen many times before in porn, but never in real life and certainly not on his own body. His mouth opening and closing soundlessly, James tried to make sense of the situation. The pills were supposed to make his dick bigger, not...

Before he could finish the thought, an intense pressure gripped his hips, causing James to writhe on the kitchen floor. It wasn't quite painful, but intensely unpleasant, like a small rock stuck inside a shoe pressing into the foot. Only several times stronger. Even worse was the grinding sensation slowly spreading through James' hips, radiating outwards over his skeleton. Soon, all of his bones ached like they had years ago when James had been going through puberty. His breath came in strained, forceful gasps, his back arching off the floor as he felt his bones shift and change in his whole body.

After what felt like hours, the pain finally subsided and left James lying on the floor, covered by a thin sheen of sweat and breathing heavily. What the hell had just happened? What was in those pills?! His body felt sore everywhere... His body. What had happened to his body? James got to his feet shakily, his whole body trembling with weakness. Looking down at himself, he realized that his shirt hung loosely over his form, reaching to mid-thigh like a short dress. Had he... had he lost height?! People didn't just shrink! Especially not from pills! Looking around, James realized how much bigger everything seemed all of a sudden.

His hips on the other hand were snug against the sides of his band shirt - they were so much wider than before. James' shoulders, not so much. They had become narrow enough for the neckline of his shirt slipping off the left one, leaving the soft, creamy skin exposed. Wait - soft, creamy skin?! Raising his hands before his eyes, James noticed for the first time how dainty and slender they were now. And their skin was soft, flawless and completely hairless. James felt like he was about to faint. He wasn't himself anymore, his body feeling so alien, hips sticking out so far.

But much to his horror, the changes weren't over yet. James' chest, butt and thighs suddenly felt as if the skin was too tight and his eyes widened as he saw his nipples beginning to poke through his shirt. They throbbed and tingled with every beat of his heart, pressing into the fabric more and more, until James realized what was happening: There, right on his chest, two budding breasts were gathering mass with his every breath. Shocked, unable to move a muscle, James gaped at them and almost missed that the same was happening further below, hips and thighs putting on more and more weight.

James could feel the expanding flesh rub against the fabric of his shirt, slowly stretching it around his hips. His burgeoning tits pushed out the logo printed on the front of the garment, distorting it slightly as the perky boobs became big enough to strain against the cotton, James' nipples tenting the A and the C of the band's name.

Still barely able to wrap his head around what had happened to him, James lifted his slender hands to the huge, heavy orbs on his chest. Grabbing them, feeling his digits sink deep into the sensitive flesh, James realized one thing without a doubt: They were real, and they were his.