Yes, barely

In a titanic feat of resolve, Aiden **** himself to look away from the girl and stumbled away down the hall, ignoring the girls short cry of outrage.

"Get away from people, get away from people," he repeated, by this point well aware that something was very wrong with him. He had just had the thought to **** that girl down and fuck her like there was no tomorrow. And he had almost done it too. He could feel that urge humming in his body, and it only got stronger with every glimpse of a person he got as he staggered past. "Where can I go? Somewhere empty, or at least with fewer people. I could hide in the library, I can probably find an empty corner there." His mind as focused as it could be, Aiden set off for the large campus library. He purposely took a slightly longer route to avoid running into anyone he knew and to avoid the undeniable temptation humming in his body and his cock.

He finally reached the large trio of doors that led into the library. Walking as calmly as he could with his sweatshirt pulled down to conceal the bulge in his jeans, he hurried to the desk where, fortunately, a young man was manning the desk. "Any open single study rooms?" Aiden asked, doing his best not to look the man up and down, which was ridiculous as Aiden was definitely not attracted to men.

"Yeah, got a couple. Which one do you want?" the man asked, showing Aiden a small clipboard with the rooms listed.

"A remote one, I need zero distractions," he said, doing his best not to hunch over too much. The clerk nodded, glanced at the list, and instructed Aiden to a room near the back of the library. Nodding his thanks, Aiden walked there as quickly as possible while trying not to make it obvious he was in a rush.

He quickly found the room and closed the glass door behind him, relishing in his momentary reprieve. His dick was as hard as ever and, if he wasn't mistaken, bigger than it normally was. A quick glance out the door to make sure no one was walking by, he quickly checked himself, confirming his suspicions. Not only that, but now that he thought about it, everything looked slightly off, as if he was looking at it from the wrong angle and his sweatshirt was definitely tighter than it had been not long before.

Dropping into a chair, Aiden held his head in his hands, trying to figure out what was wrong with him. He hadn't done anything out of the ordinary in the last week, certainly nothing that could cause him to grow so quickly. The only thing he could think of was that bag he had tripped over on his way to school. He could vaguely remember hearing something like glass crunching when he fell on it, but surely that couldn't explain his changes.

Suddenly, a short knock came on the door, snapping him out of his thoughts. He jerked up and pulled the door open with more **** than he expected. Apparently his bigger body wasn't just for show. Refocusing, he saw a small girl standing in front of him. He wasn't that big a guy, or at least hadn't been, but this girl was truly tiny. Definitely not more than 5'3, her entire body was slim, from her small breasts to her thin waist and hips. Long strawberry blonde hair framed the smattering of freckles sprinkled on her face.

"Are you okay?" she asked innocently, concern evident on her face. "You looked like you were nervous and in a rush." Aiden was taken aback by her straightforward willingness to help, so much so that he forgot the ever increasing lust surging through his body. "What's your name?" she asks.

"A-Aiden," he stammers out, still thrown off.

"Well Aiden, is there something I can help you with? You look like you're in a tight spot."