Things are changing fast around you

Your alarm began buzzing in the morning, and despite your 18 inches of rock-hard morning wood that desperately wanted release, you were going to be late. You got your underwear and pants out of the dryer, slipping them on as you got everything you needed for work, including filling your thermos with some tap water. Your dick led the way out the door as you heard McKinsey snoring in his apartment. He must have gone to bed on his couch near the door. Your dick throbbed thinking about last night, but you had to get to work before you blew your load in your pants.

A tough feat considering your drive. With your dick standing tall, stretching your pants right between your legs, bumping the steering wheel, and ogling at the people on your drive, it was difficult not to cum. While the women with tits as big as their heads to tits that nearly scraped the floor were good eye candy, the variety of men was much more exciting. You stopped at a red light and stared at the guy sitting at the bus stop. His quaking flab jiggled with every movement as he stuffed his face. He had to be over 1000 pounds because he was almost as big as McKinsey. His clothing was small and tearing at the seams, leaving much of his flab free for all to see, including you.

You drove by an absolute slab of muscle and watched every single node of beef on the man's short body contract and expand as he jogged. Every stomp shaking the ground as his amazing cock and balls jostled in his jockstrap. The man stopped at a corner as you hit a red light, and he waited for the walk signal as you admired his body. He had to be no more than five and a half feet tall, and he was nearly as wide with muscle as he was tall. He was so hairy, but well-trimmed, and he glistened with sweat. His cock was chubbed inside his amazingly huge jock, and it led him forward. It had to be at least 3 feet long, and it was drooling pre that you watched flick off with every sway of it as the walk signal turned and he jogged away down a different street.

All around you there was at least one man in a crowd that was a walking pinnacle of man and sex, whether they were fat or buff. You loved it all, and you were lucky enough to work at an office with a ton of them in one place. As you arrived and parked, you looked at your throbbing dick and waited a moment. You were so close to cumming you had to take a moment to simmer down and let it soften.

When you felt good to go, you walked into the building and were greeted by the security guards. The two of them that were older were built like crazy. Their muscles were amazing and stretched their uniforms beyond their limits, and they just weren't even half as buff as the guy you saw jogging earlier. Then there was the younger guy. He weighed somewhere around 800 pounds, and his uniform was more of a suggestion at this point, as it was several sizes too small and should have blown out a long time ago. You greeted them all as the two older guys fed the young one and played with his fat.

You passed by even more amazingly sexy men taking in all the fat, muscle, and cock. You noticed a group of guys around the water fountain all taking turns drinking from it. You waited for the elevator as you watched them one by one take a drink and smack their lips, breathing a sigh of relief, like it was the first drink of water they'd had in weeks. After they had their turns, all of them went back to their respective departments, and a couple joined you as the elevator opened to head up. It creaked loudly with only three of you, as Todd, one of the guys joining you that you knew worked in accounting, weighed at least 800 pounds.

"So, I heard that you and Scott hit it off last weekend?" the slimmer guy asked as he looked the fat one up and down with his eyes. The suit threatened to burst at a moment's notice, just barely hanging on as it contained his enormous flab. As sexy as it was, you were more interested in the conversation this time. You had no idea Scott was interested in Todd.

"Fuck yeah," he said, clearly reminiscing on fond memories that he won't be letting go of any time soon. "Had dinner, a buffet of course, and then he took me back to his place and fucked me for hours."

"Bet that felt good," the slim guy said as he gave Todd a playful pat on the gut with the back of his hand. "The food and the dick."

"Of course! Who wouldn't enjoy a full belly and good sex? Scott's got a fucking amazing dick," Todd gleefully said as he rubbed his belly, nearly popping the button off his shirt as he stretched the fabric. "Just thinking about it, how meaty it is, how thick it is! I wish my dick was as big as his."

"Ha! Now that's an idea. I wish mine was too," the slim guy said. You then stood and watched, unable to recognize what was going on in front of you as the two doubled over groaning in pleasure. They both grabbed each other and the elevator walls, supporting one another as their moans turned guttural and primal. You saw the bulges in their pants grow, getting larger, thicker, and meatier, and their balls grow fuller, sloshing with gallons of cum. The two howled in pleasure and relief as their pants blew out and their cocks and balls were freed from the confines of their prisons. But it didn't end there, as the two continued to groan and stroke their cocks as they grew. Inch by inch, their cocks stretched longer and thicker, growing past two feet, then three feet, before finally the growth slowed to a crawl around four feet of cock, and their balls hung to their calves.

"Oh, fuck!" They both moaned as they orgasmed. You had nowhere to go but take it as the two blasts of cum erupted into the ceiling, splattering over all three of you. Their cocks continued to throb and pulsate as gallons upon gallons of cum spewed out of their cocks. You watched as they grabbed their manhood's and stroked them, the flesh molding up and down with their hands as more and more cum kept coming, and their moans echoed in the elevator.

Just as you arrived at your floor, the two's orgasms finally subsided, and they both gasped for air as they admired each other's cocks like they always did while you got off the elevator. You dripped from head to toe in cum, but that wasn't unusual around here. You greeted the receptionist as her tits overflowed her desk and headed inside your area of work.

"Yo! Morning, IYNH! How are ya?" Scott asked as you ran into him on the way to your cubicle. He was as hot as ever, especially as you watched his swaying four-foot cock and beach ball nuts bulge in his slacks. Even contained in his pants and soft, it was an impressive slab of meat.

"Good, I had a pretty fun night," you said, not exactly wanting to get into detail about it, so you asked, "What about you this past weekend? I didn't know you and Todd were a thing."

"Ah! Yeah, I've been into him for a while and finally had the guts to ask him out," Scott said, clearly happy with his date. "I can tell ya all about it, but the boss wanted to see you first thing."

You thanked Scott and watched his swaying cock and balls saunter away as you dropped your things off at your desk. Frank wasn't in yet as usual. His desk was a mess of food wrappings and grease stains, and his desk couch was nearly flattened by his weight. You pulled your attention away from your missing cubicle mate and back toward your boss, Garrett. You made your way to his office and knocked at the door before he called out telling you to come in.

The stench of cum was intoxicating and washed over you like a tidal wave. You couldn't hold it back anymore and orgasmed into your pants. The thick wads of cum flooded your slacks and began drooling down your legs as a few spurts managed to soak completely through and add to the mess of the room. You turned to find your boss, Garrett, as he always was. His massive muscular frame was as wide as the man you saw jogging. Garrett was 6 foot 2 and almost as wide as every single muscle was bigger than your head, and his head was submerged in the cavern of muscle that made up his shoulders, neck, and pecs. His thick and throbbing 9-foot cock was erupting with cum as Colin chugged as much as he could. Your fat coworker was sat on his massive 3000-pound ass naked and didn't even register your entry.

"Ah, IYNH, you're finally here," Garret said in his deep, vibrating, thick voice. "I have a few accounts I need you to audit. If you could get on it right away."

"Of course," you moan as your cock continues to throb along with his. Garrett sat in his muscles and moaned as he continued to cum over and over again. He clearly had nothing else for you as his eyes rolled back and a guttural moan rumbled out of him. You took the stack of paperwork off his desk and returned to your cubicle. The work was nothing special or really engaging. It was really just a lot of busy and meticulous work making sure all the numbers made sense. As the hours dwindled by, and the constant moaning and groans of some of your more well-endowed orgasming coworkers turned you on, you needed a well-deserved break.

The relief you felt blowing your load without a care was much needed. As you stood above the toilet stroking your dick, cumming again and again, each one felt better than the last as the gallons of cum flooded the toilet. Unfortunately, you couldn't just jerk off all day, and your watch started beeping, signaling the end of your break. After washing your hands and cleaning up, you saw that the water fountain was open and available. You figured a quick sip of water would be good and took the chance. As the crisp, cool, and clear water hit your lips, you drank it down like a madman. It tasted... so good. It was almost addicting, almost like you were possessed to drink more of it.

"IYNH!" You heard your name shouted aloud by Garrett. You snapped out of your stupor and regained your senses before making haste back to your cubicle. Your enormous boss was hulking over your desk, clearly displeased at your absence. His amazing muscles glistened with sweat and cum, and his 9-foot cock throbbed as a steady drool of cum poured out of it. As you walked past a cubicle, you noticed a coworker dreamily staring at Garrett, and you heard him mumble under his breath.

"Gods, I wish he was bigger."

"Sorry, Garret. I was taking a small break," you attempted to explain as Garrett groaned and flexed his entire body. His moans became primal and full of pleasure and excitement. His massive muscles surged and bulged larger, already expanding his impossible wingspan. He was wider than he was tall, as his shoulders and arms inflated to outrageous sizes. His back muscles towered over his head, and his pecs bulged forward as two massive spheres of beef. His cock was thick and veiny as it stretched taut and erect. His 12-foot cock throbbed, slamming the floor as he roared in orgasm. His two dumpster-sized balls churned as gallons of cum spewed from his cock.

"Is that audit done yet?" Garrett finally asked through several moans and grunts as his cock wildly bucked and pulsed in orgasm.

"Almost. I just have a few more things to go over," you told him as he continued to moan. His orgasms were always so long, taking over 10 minutes each. You had just emptied your balls, but you couldn't help but cum too, having such an Adonis of muscle and cock right next to you.

"As long as it's done by the end of the day," Garrett groaned as he began the laborious task of returning to his office. He swung his amazing cock over a row of cubicles, dripping sweat and cum all over them as his cock sprayed like a firehose over everyone else at the end of it. He slowly stomped away back into his office as he returned to his open-concept office. For hours you worked, hearing very clearly the groans and grunts of Garrett as he orgasmed. His office became a revolving door of the guys in the office eager to pleasure him as cum poured out into the main office space and cubicle area.

After a few hours, though, you finally heard the stomping of Frank as he arrived. There were only a couple of hours left in the day, but better late than never for him. You turned to welcome him as his naked glory was right before you. His belly dragged in front of him for several feet and was capped by his chunky man tits. His face was surrounded by fat as his cheeks looked like bowling balls, and he had almost a dozen chins. His arms were in a nearly perfect horizontal T, propped up by his fat. His ass was as long and wide as his belly, wider than he was tall at 6 feet. He stomped over to his couch, throwing his bulk onto it as it disappeared beneath his flab.

"How you doing, Frank?" You asked as coworkers had already gathered around to funnel feed him. Never a moment without food in his mouth, Frank was the pride and joy of your company. Everyone took part in fattening him up for the commercials and parading him around like a circus animal.

"Good," he huffed. "Almost 6000 pounds. Passed 5900 this morning." You wanted to talk all about his constantly rising weight, but you weren't going to get much else from him as the guys put the funnel in his mouth and the communal frat bro feeding got started. You just had to finish your work as you listened to Frank moaning, eating, and chugging food, as Garrett also moaned and groaned in orgasm, as well as a couple dozen other coworkers orgasming and pleasuring themselves.

It was all so hot, so sexy, so fucking amazing. You wanted it. You wanted more. You only wish there was a way to get bigger. You wish...

As you fantasized, daydreamed, and looked on at the world around you, full of fat, muscle, cock, balls, cum, and sex, those words "I wish" hung on your lips, unaware of the power you held within you from drinking the city water. It would just be an offhanded comment. Wishful thinking. Fantasizing about what could be.

What do you wish for?