epilogue

The camera cuts on to a scene of absolute debauchery. Bodies are laid across the floor, draped over furniture, and pressed against the walls. John sits in the middle of the chaos, Geri, the former middle manager turned thicc femboy, bouncing on his cock, a look of brain-dead pleasure on his face. Julia waves from behind the camera, her claw-like nails shimmering in the dim light.

“Hey everyone, welcome to the show! John and I decided last week to introduce the X-hance serum to our neighborhood at the next party and needless to say, it was a smashing success!” Geri screams above the din of pleasured moans, cum spurting weakly from his shrunken penis. He falls forward off of John’s massive cock, cum spewing out of his used hole. Julia giggles at the sight “Geri can’t get enough of my John’s fuckstick. That’s the fourth time he’s filled him up tonight. Say hey honey!”

John uses a nearby woman’s mouth to clean his dripping cock, a smile on his rugged face. His voice is enough to drive several people to orgasm as he booms to the camera. “Hi everybody, John here. I know we went by Clark and Lois for a while, but with the recent plans we made, dropping the stage names was necessary. Consider this a kind of infomercial, this is the public introduction to X-Hance!” He holds his huge arms out, gesturing at the bacchanal surrounding him. “Let’s take a tour, shall we?” He stands, the cock cleaner forgotten as she moans for a second before being pulled to another waiting rod. “This is the neighborhood club house that we have all our meetings and get togethers in. Pretty nice, yeah? More importantly, it has more space than our house. We have around 30 people here who have experienced the amazing results of X-Hance and are still enjoying them right now.” He gives a rumbling chuckle, more people in his vicinity cum at the vibrations. “Let’s start with some of our oldest adopters, Sylvie, who you all know as Nikki, and Theresa, who is new to you, but who was actually the first one to enjoy my enhanced body back when I still looked like a normal human. They should be through here.”

He pushes a door open, and more bodies lay tangled with each other on a gigantic conglomeration of mattresses. Among the group, a familiar but changed face turns and smiles at John when he enters. A changed Sylvia, more than 6 feet tall with hips substantially wider than her shoulders, thighs and calves stuffed with rippling muscle, the main attraction, a gigantic ass, more than 75 inches of it, perched with impossible perkiness atop her bulging legs. Her white hair is still styled in an undercut but has grown to reach her chin on the side that it was brushed to instead of being a tidy swoop of hair atop her head. Her eyes are golden with pink glowing irises, her lips so swollen they are incapable of closing completely. She squeals as she untangles herself and bouncily jogs up to the massive demigod. She wraps her arms around his massive waist, straddling one of his torso-sized quads to grind her pussy against the rock-hard muscle.

“JOOOHHHHHNNNNN, oh thank you for doing all of this. We have so many more playmates now! Thanks to your serum, they all can fuck for days and they’re all so fucking HOT!” A squelch is picked up on the camera mic as Sylvia’s pussy contracts and squirts out a small drop of girlcum as she climaxes from the very idea of the buffet of flesh now available to her.

“Why don’t you tell the audience your story, Sylvie?” John smiles and gestures at the camera. Sylvie releases her grip on him and smiles into the lens.

“Hiiiii, my name is Sylvie. You last saw me with these two as Nikki. I’ve undergone a bit of a change since then.” She giggles and does a turn, showing her massive ass to the camera. She begins to jiggle and twerk the massive cheeks while still talking. “The serum gave me this massive ass, made my lips perfect for sucking, even fixed my eyesight! I should say though, I was given an earlier version of the serum, not this form of X-Hance, so I got stronger effects than you would, so if this is too much for you, don’t worry! I’m a fringe case! Also, after you have a dose of X-Hance, you may rethink if I’m too much or not.” She purrs and turns back to the camera. “Trust me, it’s entirely worth it. John, I think that’s all I can say right now, I’m so horny I could explode! Can I dive back into the orgy now?”

“Sure Sylvie, that was great. Off you go.” John reaches down and delivers a stinging smack to Sylvia’s ass, the wave of ripples large enough to be seen for nearly a second after the impact. Sylvia clearly cums again before tangling herself back up with a fit young man with a footlong cock.

“I don’t see Theresa here, maybe she’s in the gym?” John walks over to another door, walking into a clean hallway. This part of the house is sparsely populated, only a few couples have made use of the space for a spot of semi-private intimacy. He pushes into another room, a typical gym, it is dark with only the glow of the few overhead TVs muted and playing various pornographic movies. In the room, three men surround a titanic amazon. She is slightly shorter than Julia, but the 8-inch platform heels she is wearing push her above the goddess’s height. Her muscles are pumped with effort, sweet smelling sweat pouring out of her. She holds one man up with each hand, lifting one to her mouth to suckle on his growing wood, the other she has buried her thick fingers into his asshole as he moans in pleasure. Between her legs, the third man has buried his head in her snatch, frantically licking her clean as an ever-flowing river of arousal soaks his face. John clears his throat and the men are dropped to the ground. A seductive laugh sounds through the room, the woman’s glowing pink irises shining through the gloom.

“John, how nice to see you again, daddy.” Her voice has a layered effect, a second moaning sound under her words. The men in the room all ejaculate at the sound. “Do please turn on the lights, I see you’re filming. Let them gaze on your first conversion.” John flicks the switch and in the light the perfection of form that is Theresa is laid bare. Massively muscled, outrageously curvy, she is as close to a female version of John as anyone could ever be. Even Julia, as perfect of a complement to him as she is, is explicitly a different form from what John became. Theresa is the only person who even comes close to his sheer bulk and allure. “I had to turn the lights off so these three wouldn’t get dehydrated from cumming just looking at me.” She locks eyes with the camera. “Hello all, I’m Theresa Hollister, president and CEO of Hollister Venture Capital and soon, Simons Pharmaceuticals. She runs a hand down John’s pec, digging her nails into his completely impenetrable skin. Unlike their last encounter, even with her full strength, she can’t make a mark on his bronze skin. “We are happy to introduce X-Hance to the masses, providing a new era of health and sexual wellness to humankind. Much to my personal protestation, Mr. Simons here has made it a company policy to not charge an exorbitant fee to experience this once in a lifetime treatment. In truth, he wanted to be the next Jonas Salk and simply offer it for free, but I was able to negotiate him up to a perfectly reasonable 100 dollars.” There’s a grumble from John, something about how the poorest would still struggle to afford it, but Theresa ignores him. “I know you are probably wondering if X-Hance can make you into this.” She hits a massive crab pose, all of her muscles so insanely large and defined they cast shadows on each other. “The truth is, no. You will not get these results, nor will you get my beautiful eyes. I was exposed to the original version of the serum, not the controlled, safe, effective version that we are offering. The men you see here,” She gestures at them, all of them would be perfectly comfortable in a heavyweight natural bodybuilder show and none of them sport a cock smaller than 9 inches. “Have all taken the commercial version of X-Hance, and I’m sure John is going to show you more of our consumer level friends and their transformations. Now, if you don’t mind daddy, I’m going to go back to having my fun. Don’t forget me later, OK?” She plants a long, **** kiss on John’s lips, he matches her and smiles as he breaks it off.

“Don’t worry, dear. You know I can’t forget you. But you also know Julia has the say when it comes to you.” Theresa smiles and walks over to Julia, blocking the camera with her monumental tits. There’s a smacking of lips and moans before Theresa allows space to open between them again.

“I think she’s earned a night’s fun, baby.” Julia says from behind the camera. John’s cock throbs hard at the prospect and he has to turn away from Theresa to prevent another monstrous erection.

“Duly noted.” John smirks and moves to leave. “Let’s go see our newest converts!” He leads the way, having to open the double doors just so his enormous bulk can pass through the entryway without causing damage. He leads Julia to another empty room, a meeting room of some sort with a few long tables and chairs stacked against the walls. John has filled the open space with equipment to measure vitals and body response. Sitting next to the equipment, sweat pouring off their brows, are a man and woman. Both are nearing elderly age, well into their 50s. The man is bald with a white mustache, thick glasses cover his wrinkled, wizened eyes. His body is thin and frail, a pot belly is the only mass that still clings to his frame. He is bent with age, no more than 5’6” now that he can no longer stand straight. His wife is also bent with age, below 5 feet tall, she shakes with the early signs of Parkinson’s disease, her hands showing the worst signs, trembling as she sits in her gown. Her grey hair is bundled up in a neat bun, but it is clear she has begun to lose her hair just like her husband. The strands are thin and fragile, barely holding the faintest shade of their once dark color. Also like her husband, she is frail, the gown billowing around her.

“This is Richard and Penelope, they are our oldest residents and the heads of the HOA. As you can see, they have some advanced aging signs and Penelope sadly has developed early stage Parkinson’s. 20 minutes ago, I gave them our newest formula of X-Hance. The effects should become apparent very soon. How are you feeling Richard?” Richard slowly lifts his head, clearly struggling to accomplish the simple movement.

“It… feels… amazing! Can’t move, can’t think, so good.” Richard returns to his original position, head hanging down, arms wrapped around his torso. Penelope can only manage a faint groan as she curls up in her seat. All that can be seen of Penelope are her hands, feet, and hair, but those parts are showing changes. Her hands have stilled, the tremors silenced either by the serum, or by the obscene pleasure she now feels. The skin on her hands and feet is filling out, toning with youthful verve. There is a light change in her skin tone as age spots and varicose veins disappear replaced with creamy smooth skin. Her hair slowly regains its color, spreading from the root to the tips of her hair. Interestingly, some grey still remains near the front of her scalp. Her hair grows until it falls from the bun in luxurious waves of raven black and silver. Her nails gain their healthy color and grow out to manicured length.

Richard is more easily viewable, his body restoring size and tone quickly. His previously sunken chest fills back out to average size, making his pot belly look more in proportion with the rest of his body. His arms and legs also fill back in, making the formerly thin man into a typical sized man. The bend of his spine straightens with a small series of pops. His hair does not grow back in, but his mustache regains the dark blonde color of his past and thickens to become a truly impressive piece of facial hair.

“I look like when I was 40, I feel so much better!” Richard smiles and his dentures pop out of his mouth as his teeth reform and push into their old home. Now that the man has been restored to some form of fitness, the serum begins its real work. Richard surges in his chair, pulsing larger and larger with muscle and fat. His arms inflate to thick cords of meaty mass, clenching and unclenching his rugged hands sends his forearms into a dance of heavy muscle. His legs become tree trunk thick, shredding his socks and freeing his growing feet. His gut doesn’t shrink and become defined like so many other men who had entered the room and exited later as a shredded Adonis. Instead, it is pushed out by massive growing abdominals and obliques, becoming a burly power gut. Sitting on top of his stomach, his pecs inflate into two balls of soft, powerful beef. His shoulders crack and widen as his back also expands to meet the standards of his new torso. By the time his torso is done, each pec is larger than his head and his lats **** his arms up at an angle, causing him to take up more space. There are larger cracks as he grows in height, stopping at a monstrous (for normal humans) 6’9” and based on John’s estimates over 400 pounds. His face has lost the wrinkles and sunken features that he once had, replacing them with the full round face of a championship power lifter. With one last surge, the bulge under his gown grows until it appears like he has a softball underneath, his cock growing in length a moderate amount but in girth a massive amount. His cock is now thicker than his overdeveloped wrist and 10 inches long.

“This is incredible.” His voice is two octaves deeper and filled with breath that he had lost in his old age.

“It’s your ideal form, X-Hance works with your mind to sculpt you into what your subconscious most wants you to be.” John’s explanation is interrupted by a low, sensual moan.

“Oh how delicious!” There’s a hiss of pleasure as Penelope sits up, revealing her younger, but still mature, face. A cascade of wavy hair is thrown over her shoulder. Plump red lips smile with her steel grey eyes, creating noticeable crows feet but not lessening her appeal. She stands and removes the gown. Both men become erect near instantly. Her body has firmed, toned, then softened again at the perfect pace and amount to create the ultimate sinful milf body. Her breasts are huge and sag naturally, but still hold enough perkiness to create tantalizing cleavage in whatever she is wearing. Her stomach has toned, a column of her abdominals still showing, but a small pooch of motherly fat sits at the bottom and her overall musculature is covered in a softening layer of fat as well. Her skin has become purest alabaster, no imperfections to be seen besides slight signs of aging to give her a more mature look. This is a woman who will delight in courting young men to make mama happy. Her eyes are already showing her devious plans as she looks John up and down, suddenly very interested in the massive man and how to thank him. Her hips are wide and graceful, leading into thick, curvy legs. Her ass is the prototypical milf ass, large, bubbly, and jiggly. She can’t wait to parade around in bikinis at the neighborhood pool, or do lawn work in her tightest jeans, or even just ask any handsome young man if he might be able to help around the house. “Johnathan, what a gift you’ve given us. I feel so… buxom! And my god, what you’ve done to Richard-“

“You know what, I think I’ll go by Dick now.” He says, rubbing his now exposed cock while looking at his stunning wife.

“Fitting, darling. You’ve grown so large and handsome. The mustache used to annoy me but on you now, it’s doing something to me down below. Oh how can we thank you, John?” Penelope is leaning against her slab of a husband, arms barely wrapping around half of his burly body.

John smiles. “Just have fun, enjoy life. You have a lot more to live now. Go have fun with everyone else, you guys are the last couple. Julia and I will be back shortly to join you.” The couple kiss and Dick carries Penelope bridal style into the main hallway and heads for the main common room. John looks at Julia behind the camera. “Time to wrap up I think. I can’t keep this thing down for much longer.” There’s a small nodding movement that shakes the camera and John turns to it.

“Thanks for watching and be on the lookout for X-Hance coming to stores near you! I promise, you won’t regret it.” The camera waves for a second before Julia in all of her glory steps into frame, she wraps her arms around John from the side and lifts her leg in a model’s pose around his waist.”

“I know I don’t.” She returns to John’s lips, moaning and kissing with a fury of lovers lost for years. The camera begins to fall to the ground as the feed is cut.