Day 8

A massive man sits on a couch in a conservatively decorated living room. He has light brown hair falling in soft curls to his shoulders, a tightly trimmed and thick beard covering his rugged face. Two bright eyes stare into the camera from under heavy brows. The man’s body is a road map of anatomy. He wears a short sleeve button down shirt completely undone and a pair of light khaki shorts. His chest pushes the shirt away from his impeccably cut abs and obliques while the sleeves are filled to bursting with powerful triceps and biceps. The man’s face bears a slight look of worry, his lips pressed together in a stern frown. *

Ummm, hi. This is Dr. John Simons. I switched to video logs because, umm, well since I’m not going to be using these logs as scientific documentation, I figured that if I couldn’t use my words well enough to describe my changes or what’s going on, I could at least show the changes and leave some kind of record. Obviously, I wasn’t lying about my changes, I’m ripped as fuck and jacked to the gills, but I also find it a little easier to concentrate if I can see that I’m being recorded. I tried a couple of times to do my normal audio log, but at this stage of my transformation, my word choice just isn’t specific enough to allow me to keep doing that. So, big downside is that these logs are going to be worse from an academic perspective, but upside is I get to show that I wasn’t crazy and that I did turn into a hunk.

*The man takes a second to flex for the camera, turning to the side to show how far his pectorals protrude from his chest and the size of his entire arm. Grunts of exertion can be heard and even the popping of seams somewhere on the man’s body. *

I still can remember all my biology information. It’s all there, it’s just that I can’t… uhhh, vocalize it. Whatever part of my brain that has been affected by the serum simply doesn’t let me use that information at will. It’s almost like it rewired my brain to not sound like a fucking nerd. Sorry, I’m just a bit frustrated. I was able to write one last piece of academic literature before my changes progressed further, my resignation. I can’t be a professor anymore. Not only can I not speak well enough to lecture a class full of students, my appearance and my attitude would be inappropriate for the job. Also, I just… can’t bring myself to care about it. I looked at my lesson plans for the next week and all I could think was “Fuck, I don’t want to do any of this shit.”

I don’t know what I’m going to do for money. Julia says that she can carry the load for a while since she’s become a superstar over at her law firm. She finished two cases this week that she thought would take more than a month. Even got the defendant to straight up admit to his fraud on the stand. I didn’t ask how she was able to do that. Her hair is brighter now, she calls it a dark dishwater blonde, whatever that means. I swear her body is tighter, except her tits and ass, they seem around the same size. I love her, but we aren’t sure what the serum will do to her, no matter how diluted or weakened.

I can feel the old me. He’s scared and worried. The old me would be panicking, doing anything I could to stop the effects on Julia, to stop the effects on myself; but the new personality I’ve developed, it tamps down that fear into a restless excitement. I’m excited to not go to school every day. I’m excited to not teach. I don’t know what I’m going to do, but I’m not worried, because there’s a feeling that I can do anything I want now.

I checked Julia’s basic stats last night after I noticed her changes. She’s 5’9” now, which means she’s over 6 feet tall in heels. Fuck, it’s so hot to think about how she just towers over normal people like that. I mean, that’s like supermodel height. Never mind, her boobs have only grown about half a cup, but she said they’re way more perky and sensitive now. I think her nipples are a little bigger too. Her ass is tighter, like she’s been running for a couple of months and her arms and legs are leaner. Her stomach has always been flat, but she has a sexy little column of definition now. Her pussy, shit… her pussy is something else. It’s, I don’t know a better word, stretchier? It can take a lot larger insertion than it looks like it should be able to. Explains why my cock fits perfectly in her, but not in the other girls, not that they seem to mind.

*The man grabs a lump in his shorts that reaches far down the right leg. *

Ahem, sorry. Anyways, I don’t have any crazy stories for today. It’s been mostly making peace with the fact that I can’t be a scientist anymore. Gotta admit, I was really bummed, but either the changes are still progressing or I must have secretly wanted to quit because I’m pretty okay with it now. I guess I can show you the full package, ya know, for science.

*The man stands and begins to peel his shirt away from his body, taking special care to navigate his limbs out of the sleeves. Fully shirtless, he turns to face away from the camera and flexes both arms in a double bicep pose. The peaks are immense, and his back is a topographic map of muscle. Even through his shorts, his glutes can be seen flexing hard, becoming rocks of muscle. He turns back around and crunches his midsection down, all 8 of his defined abdominals rising like bread dough in perfect relief. He releases the tension and bounces his huge round pecs a few times while unbuttoning his shorts. Removing the shorts and underwear in one motion, his huge cock slaps against his thigh, quickly filling with blood and standing erect. The man runs a huge hand over his length. *

Fuck, yeah. See? How can I worry? I’m fucking huge. I can just be this. I can just be fucking hot, hung, horny. Julia said she has a plan; I should trust her. I do trust her. Fuck, so hard. Can’t cum, would be a pain in the ass to clean. Need to wait until she’s back home. Ugh, but it’s so good. So good to show all of you what I’ve become. Show all of you what a fucking STUD I am. FUCK!

*The man doesn’t notice, but his cock swells slightly, his shoulders increase in size just a few millimeters. He lets out a loud groan as a huge splash of cum hits the floor off camera. The man is breathing heavily and covered in a light sheen of sweat.”

Whew… uhh. Yeah, I guess that’s it. I’ll be back tomorrow.