Well, he really wants the job...

"You're really leaving me ****, huh." Thrusting out his hand, Joel tried to silence the small part of his mind that whispered about what a bad idea this could turn out to be. "Give 'em here."

"Very well, I knew you'd be a promising candidate." Dropping the pills into Joel's hand, Miss Poundings gave the nervous young man a smile that was... almost warm. "Now, before you take them, I have to ask you something very important - did you, in the last four to six hours, drink any of the following: Milk, alcoholic beverages, protein shakes or, God help us, motor oil?"

"I... what? No! Who in their right mind would drink motor oil?!" The inclusion of that rather unusual drink made Joel almost forget about the rest - and he did have a drink this morning, a little liquid courage for the big day. But it hadn't even been enough to give him even a hint of a buzz, so it had to be fine, right?

"Oh, you'd be surprised. Now, have you, or have you not had any of these drinks?" Miss Poundings' stare was intense, scrutinizing.

"No. No, just some water this morning." It had barely been half a shot. No way in hell would it do anything, anyways.

"Good, good. Our product can have... unpredictable effects if it is not taken exactly as intended." Oh boy, didn't that sound promising? "Now, Melissa, would you have..."

"... A bottle of water? Sure!" Handing Joel a small bottle of water from a mini fridge under her desk, stocked with nothing but water, Melissa smiled at him and winked. "In my position, you need to replenish a lot of fluids."

"Why would... nevermind. Let's get this over with." The pills went down Joel's throat surprisingly easily, two gulps of water washing them down. "Now what? I suppose I'll see any 'results' once I come in on Monday?"

"Oh, no. Our products are very effective, and you should feel the first effects right about... now." Miss Poundings smile was filled with pride in her company's product, and, for the first time, with genuine mirth.

"Ughn!" It felt like a light punch in the gut that quickly blossomed into pleasure, making Joel grow hard inside his pants - hard enough to make his fly creak. "Wha-- izzat... didyoo gimme viagra?!"

"Not at all, Mr Bennet." Ms. Poundings' smile was positively feline, playful, but with a predatory edge. "That's just a side effect of our product - the main effect, well... we actually advise to... bare the affected bodyparts, which, in your case, would be the shaft. Go ahead, we're a very liberal company when it comes to nudity in the workplace, given our product."

"If it makes you feel better..." Joel's eyes bugged out as he clutched his throbbing bulge - Melissa had begun unbuttoning her blouse and was slowly freeing her enormous mammaries. "... I'll get the girls out. Don't worry, everyone feels a little strange in the beginning, but you get used to it quite quickly."

"Ah... buh--fuuuck!" Joel's pants seemed to get even tighter, but he couldn't tell if it was the sight of Melissa's gargantuan tits laid bare before him or... something else.

"Aah, it's always the doubters that react the strongest..." Sighing, Miss Poundings bent forwards to push Joel's hands out of the way and pulled open his fly with one decisive motion. "My, that's an impressive size already!"

"A--aaghn..." Joel stared down at his crotch, particularly the massive tent in his boxers, as Miss Poundings unbuttoned his pants and yanked them down to his thighs together with his underpants, letting his twitching, reddened shaft spring free, much to the delight of Melissa. "He-hey!"

"Now now, we don't want you to hurt yourself." As Miss Poundings stepped back a little, Joel noticed other call center workers throw glances his way - most of them rather disinterested, as if this was a more or less regular occurence. "Tell me, Mr Bennet. Can you now attest to the efficiency of our product?"

"Ah--I cannh..." Joel could barely think as pleasure assaulted his mind, only just not freaking out as he saw his cock pulse and throb - and finally swell. But he was already as hard as he'd rarely been in his life! "Whaa...?"

"I think he can, Delphine!" Melissa was giddy with excitement, of more than one kind, obviously: her nearly thumb-sized nipples, still seeming small on her gargantuan bust, were fiercely erect and twitching with the beat of her heart. "Look, that's a pretty nice reaction for just two pills!"

"Oh dear. I do hope he doesn't grow to category H. That would be rather... impractical in the lab." As the two women talked about Joel's penis, said appendage was twitching and lurching wildly, flinging drops of thick pre onto the hardwood floor. Joel didn't dare touch it; it looked so red and swollen, each and every vein standing out and pulsing as Joel's cock slowly engorged more and more. "Although we obviously do have positions for category H personnel, Mr Bennet, don't you worry."

Obviously, that was not what Joel was worrying about right now. His dick, a respectable size before, was slowly approaching pornstar proportions. Heart hammering, jaw hanging slack, he could only stare at the impossible, arousing sight. As if it wasn't enough to be unbearably hard from the effects of the pills, Joel felt dizzy with lust as he watched his member grow, the thick glans straining forwards as Joel's shaft pushed out further, wider and thicker. Not only that, of course: His churning balls, meticulously groomed, twitched and bubbled with hot seed as they followed the example of Joel's cock, soon pushing against his thighs.

"Hm, if this continues, we might be looking at an FRG..." Melissa mused, turning her desk chair around to call out to one of her colleagues who turned around to face the trio at Melissa's desk. "Taylor, could you get me some wet wipes, please? I really don't wanna miss this."

"Pff, sure!" Taylor, a lithe woman with metallic blue hair styled in an impressive faux-hawk and a suspicious bulge in her pants, grinned and got up. "Ya damn size queen."

"Wha--wh-why? What's annnh..." Hands opening and closing, Joel lifted his head to stare at Melissa with watering eyes, the arousal almost too much for him.

"An FRG? Oh, just a Full Release Growth. It means that at the end of this, you..." Rubbing the soft swell of her breasts with both hands, Melissa made a popping sound with her lips. "... Blow your load."

Joel didn't have any trouble believing that. The entire time his cock had been growing, it had felt as if he'd been on the brink of climax and yet his nuts, sloshing with seed, weren't yet ready to release their thick bounty. While they had by now reached the size of eggs, Joel's shaft had quite definitely passed the one foot mark, its girth almost reaching that of his fist. Chest heaving, he couldn't quite keep his hips from twitching. If... if only he could ram his lengthening shaft between those heavenly orbs, see them ripple with every thrust...

Either it was the thought itself or the effects of the two pills simply had run their course and released their hold on his balls, but Joel suddenly felt his cock surge bigger one last time, strain harder than it ever had before and then explode. It was the loudest orgasm he'd ever had, even though the breath was stuck in his throat - but the thick, squelching sounds of pearlescent strands of cock-milk firing from his erect cum-cannon more than made up for his inability to even moan appreciatively.

Melissa gasped as the goopy ropes arched through the air, only to squeal happily when Joel's jizz began to splatter onto her bosom, a sticky net of spunk soon criss-crossing the bounteous swell of her twin mountains. It was a testament to their size that even though Joel was cumming three, four, five times more than before, this net was cast rather wide. His hips bucked once, twice more, and then his knees almost buckled as the last shot of jizz barely didn't manage to reach Melissa's boobs, splattering onto the floor noisily just as Taylor returned.

"Huh, not too shabby." Smirking, she handed Melissa a pack of wet wipes. "Y'know, everywhere but here, I'd be seriously impressed. But once you've been down in production... well, it seriously changes your perspective."

"Tut-tut, Taylor!" Miss Poundings had grabbed Joel's arm to keep him upright as he recovered, his wilting cock dribbling a few last dribs and drabs of cum onto the floor. "Don't ruin the surprise for Mr Bennet. Now, are you convinced of the potency of our product?"

"Uh, I... god." Joel fought to get his breathing under control - and the way Melissa was cleaning up his jizz, her soft breasts yielding under her hands, didn't really help his concentration. Neither did the new, heavy weight pulling at his crotch. "This is..."

Standing up straighter, Joel felt Miss Poundings hand leave his arm as he grabbed his new and improved shaft. Even soft, it felt bigger than his biggest erection, thicker too, and the way Joel's heavy balls pulled at his scrotum was surprisingly erotic. Holding up his member in front of himself, Joel gaped at the fat rod, trying to deal with the way it pulsed and throbbed even in the afterglow of his climax. The mere memory, the mere thought of it growing again, changing again was almost enough to make Joel grow hard not even a minute after the most amazing orgasms of his life.

"Don't worry - it takes a while to get used to it. I feel a little sorry that I sprung this on you like that, but as I said, we at Growine expect every employee to fully understand and believe in what we are working with. Now--" Miss Poundings' head whipped around towards Melissa, who had sneakily tried to bring one hand to her face, tongue extended towards her fingers. "Melissa! Stop that at once! You do know that contact with bodily fluids is heavily discouraged up to three days after taking our product! We have talked about this!"

"Y-yes, ma'a--Delphine..." Blushing, Melissa looked down at her bust, hands now resting on top of her breasts. "It was... heat of the moment, you know..."

"Well, it shouldn't happen. Not in your position, you do know better!" Miss Poundings sighed and turned back to Joel. "Well, that is a great segue into the little briefing I have to give you now that we've hopefully convinced you. That said, please pull up your pants first."

As Joel did, struggling considerably to get his mighty trouser snake inside his pants and deciding to just stuff it into the left leg, Melissa got her giant tits wrapped back up as well, Miss Poundings leaning against the latter's desk, taking off her glasses to gesticulate with them while she talked.

"As I mentioned, you should avoid any and all sexual intercourse during the next three days, preferably taking a full week. Kissing, as well, is inadvisable at least during the coming weekend. The reason for this is that the... agents responsible for the enhancing properties of our product are still present in your body and will take time to get flushed out. Don't worry, the effects are of course quite permanent." At that, Joel threw a glance down at the thick bulge running almost down to his knee. So it wasn't just temporary swelling then? Oh boy. "Other than that, we do not advise another dose within the month. Or in your case, at all, really. Unless of course you or a significant other like things... big."

Miss Poundings threw a glance down at Joel's crotch with a tiny smile which was part pride and part lust.

"Now, I do understand you might be a little overwhelmed, but how about we continue the tour? Melissa, if you would hand him the bottle of water he used, I'm sure Mr Bennet is in need of fluids right now."

Indeed Joel was, but he was just as eager to continue the tour. If this kind of stuff happened in the call center, what the hell would be going on in the labs, or 'down in production?!

"Of course! No time like the present!"

Chuckling at Joel's newfound eagerness, Miss Pounding motioned for him to follow and led the way out of the call center after saying their goodbyes. As Joel walked behind her, trying not to stare at her impressive butt wrapped tightly into her pencil skirt, he absentmindedly scratched a slightly sore spot on his abdomen, about 8 inches below his chest.