IT COULD HAPPEN TO YOU
(c) 2001 Josef Howard 
Comments welcome josefhoward@att.net


The hotel room door opened on a shirtless blond with a stack of perfectly 
defined abs and a basket so stuffed it was difficult for Josef to look the man 
in the eye. His muscles weren't huge, but they were the equal of the largest 
fitness models Josef had ever seen.

"Josef?" the man asked.

As the man extended his hand, Josef noticed the man's veiny, muscular forearm. 
He grasped the firm hand and his dick stretched an inch.

"In the flesh." Josef asked back. It was like a spy movie, meeting a stranger in 
a hotel room. Until the door had opened and he'd seen this gorgeous man greet 
him, Josef had thought he was being foolish to follow the instructions in the e-
mail. It was an invitation to disaster.

The man grinned. "Come on in." He led Josef back from the short entry hall, past 
the closet and the door to the small bathroom and into the main room.

Josef heard moans. On one of the beds two enormous men were fucking. A swarthy 
dark haired hunk was fucking an equally muscular black man doggy style with a 
dick the size of a baseball bat. Josef couldn't move. He had never seen so much 
muscle in one place, flexing, fucking, sweat-soaked muscle, as absorbed in 
itself as he was in it.

The blond watched it too, his basket swelling, tenting, stretching his running 
shorts until it pulled the waistband away from his waist. But he kept talking. 
"I'm Ian. I'm the one who e-mailed you," he said. "Walker and Wojo are the first 
two besides myself that I've put through the process."

The fucking found the peak of its frenzy. The hairy hunk on top buried his dick 
deep and fucked hard and fast. The exquisite stretching inside his ass made the 
man under him gush all over the bedspread. And finally the giant on top grunted 
and came deep inside. After catching their breath, the two of them slowly 
disengaged. The top didn't rest a second.
He stood, flushed from his exertion, chest heaving as he caught his breath. The 
other man rolled over and lay back.

"This is Wojo," Ian said, pointing to the standing man.

Wojo was not quite six foot, but broad as a barn. He had a small flat Polish 
nose, high cheek bones and broad chin. His thick veins twitched under his paper- 
thin skin. His biceps were like footballs. Below the ridge of his pecs, his 
club-sized prick was getting soft, but it wasn't getting much shorter or 
thinner. Wojo shook Josef's hand. Josef was completely stiff now. It was going 
to be difficult to keep his guard up and remain skeptical, surrounded by men who 
looked like these three.

"That's Walker." The blond pointed to the black man. Although he was laying 
down, Josef could tell he was way over six feet tall and not as beefy as Wojo, 
but undoubtedly heavier overall because of his height.
Josef had seen men almost as muscular as the two of them, but he had never seen 
real life dicks as big.

"Josef's got a woody!" Wojo smiled at Josef.

"Why wouldn't he?" Walker said. "I'm throwing another boner myself. You got the 
sweetest ass I've ever seen on a white boy." Walker's giant cock was sliding up 
his leg to hip. Ironically it was the only part of him that wasn't bigger than 
Wojo.

"Control yourself, guys. We have business to discuss first," Ian said.
"You know why I e-mailed you," he said to Josef. "When I came into this stuff, I 
wanted to share it with guys who would appreciate it. I've read your stories on 
the Internet. We've all read your stories. I knew you'd jump at the chance to 
live one of them."

"What is the stuff?" Josef asked.

"I don't know for sure where it came from," Ian said. "The guy who gave it to me 
said it was developed by extraterrestrials. Supposedly they used it on some 
celestial genetic cousins to humans to make super-studs who fathered a race of 
warriors for them. They experimented with it on human men in conspiracy with our 
government, but the aliens couldn't find any productive use for humans. Someone 
got a truck load of the stuff a while ago and has been doling it out 
judiciously. You can take two doses. One of them will add about 20 percent to 
your muscle mass. A second dose will add 40 percent. The sexual side effects are 
the same with either dose." Ian pulled his shorts down to unwrap his package.
Josef knew it was large, but it was bigger than he thought. He was easily in the 
same league with the other two.

Josef was almost ready to dismiss his skepticism that the process was real. The 
odds that three men this incredible even existed were astronomical. The odds 
that three of them could find each other and then cooperate on a scam directed 
at him beyond belief. He wasn't worth enough money to make it pay.

"But size isn't the only sexual effect. Show him Wojo," Ian said.

"Watch this." Wojo stared into Josef's eyes. Josef felt obliged to look back, 
until he noticed what was happening to Wojo's dick. Without any stimulation, it 
was getting hard again. With each of Wojo's heartbeats it rose, parallel, 
higher, higher, until it stood straight up and proud, brushing against the edge 
of his pecs. Then it began to turn a deeper shade of red. The dick head flared 
wider, jerked hard and a fountain of cum shot straight up in the air. It jerked 
and fired again, and again.
Cum splattered on the carpet, the desk, the bed on Wojo's face and in his hair. 
Wojo just smiled and continued to stare in Josef's eyes. Then the jerks subsided 
to twitches, and the prick began to relax and drift down like an elephant trunk.

"I can do that as much as I want. Any of us can," Wojo said. "And that's only 
the beginning."

"So, Josef, do you think you might be interested?" Ian asked.

Josef's mouth was dry and tingly. His heart beat like a trip hammer. The thought 
of being able to do what he had just seen, on top of realizing his wildest 
muscle fantasies, intoxicated him beyond belief. And yet at the precipice of 
their realization, he began to think seriously about the consequences.

"This is all incredible! I've wanted what you're offering so much for so long. I 
still want it. I'd do anything for it. But maybe this is too much of a great 
thing. I mean - what do you guys do for a living? How can you hold down any kind 
of a decent job looking like those to do?" Josef pointed to Wojo and Walker.

His fantasy men were as stunned as a department store Santa with a crooked 
beard.

"Are you in or not, Joe? If that's how you feel, maybe this is a waste of time."

"I never thought I would say this, but, I don't know. I've never seen anyone as 
hot as you guys, but I don't know if I want to be as big as Wojo."

"I understand completely," Ian said. "We can take it one step at a time.
I haven't taken the second dose yet myself. I presume you don't have a problem 
being hung like a bull elephant as long as you can still buy clothes off the 
rack like me?"

Ian dug a glass ampoule from the side pocket of a duffel on the floor.
It clinked against some others. He snapped the top with a simple flick of his 
thumb. Even at his smaller size, his strength must be amped, Josef thought.

"Open your mouth," Ian said.

The stuff in the ampoule could be anything, Josef thought. But no one had asked 
him for any money, so they couldn't be ripping him off, unless they were just 
after his pocket cash. But it was ridiculous to think three guys this able-
bodied would have to make a living that way, unless he was right about their 
employability. If that was what they wanted, though, they could easily overpower 
him even without some drug. Maybe this was on the up and up. If he walked out 
now he could be turning away from a one in a million opportunity, something he 
would never have again. He opened his mouth.

Ian tilted his chin up and poured the dark green fluid into Josef's mouth.

It was oily.

Josef swallowed.

The four of them watched him.

"Does it happen right away?" Josef asked

"Pretty much," Ian said. "Knocks you out at first." Josef began to see pinpoints 
of yellow light. They multiplied and filled his vision. He felt dizzy. The 
yellow faded to black. His knees buckled. Wojo hooked him with his arm and 
caught him before he fell.

"He's pretty big already," Wojo said. "He's going to look damn good even after 
one dose."

Wojo set him down the chair by the window.

Josef's body was already getting thicker, his shoulders more round, his shirt 
tighter. His pecs were more full. The top button of his shirt was undone, but 
his expanding neck snapped off the second button. His pecs popped the third and 
fourth. A slow rip and his pant legs split around his outer thighs. Then his 
biceps tore through his sleeves. Another tear opened in this pants around his 
calves.

"God, this gets me hot!" said Wojo. His dick was standing again.

Walker knelt at his feet and began to suck it. "Me too." Walker's prick was also 
standing, straight up and rubbing against his chest.

Ian stood without taking his eyes off Josef. "I worried about his dick," he 
said. "It looks pretty tight in there. Do you think we should undo his pants?"

"That's what I'm thinking," Wojo agreed between groans.

Ian jerked open the top button and yanked the zipper teeth apart with one tug. A 
salami that already wrapped around Josef's hip bounded free and stood up as 
straight as a flag pole.

"Man, that looks good enough to eat," Ian said. He watched it bob near his nose 
for a minute, then swallowed the head.

Josef still lay expressionless, though his body had stretched beyond the limits 
of his torn clothing, and his pulsing dick was testing the elastic limits of 
Ian's throat. Josef's dick tensed and a few seconds later his cum began to slip 
down his dick from inside Ian's mouth.

"Do you think we should wake him up?" Wojo asked as Ian backed off and 
swallowed.

"Yeah - No, wait!" Ian said. He pulled a second vial from his duffel, held 
Josef's nose until his mouth opened, and poured it down his throat.
"The first dose already made him huge. I wonder how he'll look after he's put on 
40% more muscle."

"Is that 40% from his original size or 40% after the 20%?" Wojo asked.

"Hell, I don't know. I'm no mathematician!" Ian said.

As the fluid found his stomach, Josef's eyes popped open. He was still 
unconscious, but his body was obviously feeling its effects. It jerked like a 
puppet and then his muscles started swelling again.

"Look at his dick swell! Now it's even bigger than Wojo's," Ian said.

"Goddamn! I got to get some of that!" Wojo said. He pushed Walker away, tore 
Josef free of the rest of his clothes and climbed on the chair.
Straddling the chair arms, he slid down on Josef's dick.

"You take his dick. I want his ass," Walker said. He pulled on Josef's legs so 
that his butt hung on the edge of the chair cushion. Wojo adjusted.

"Guys, isn't this a little unethical? He's unconscious!" Ian objected.

"Hell, you've read his stories," Walker said. " We're not doing anything he 
wouldn't write about!"

Even unconscious, Josef's face began to contort in ecstasy, doubly stimulated. 
With this dose, even the muscles on his face were getting thicker. His chin was 
wider. His beard shadow grew to a full beard. A growl grew deep in his chest and 
he began to buck and fuck. Walker was dislodged, but Wojo steadied himself on 
the back of the chair until the strokes put him over. Cum fired over Josef's 
head and hit the window behind him. Wojo climbed off.

"Damn! He was rough!" Wojo said.

"What are you doing?" Ian said.

Wojo was lifting Josef's immense thighs and laying them over his shoulders. 
"Just giving as good as I got!" he said. Wojo pushed. Inch by inch he forced 
more of his cock inside. When he hit ground zero he began to pound hard.

Josef was still getting bigger as he fucked him. His traps were so large they 
arched. His calves were as thick as Wojo's arms. Silky blond hair sprouted all 
over his pecs.

Ian was mesmerized watching him transform. "Look at his arms! His biceps are 
like cantaloupes with ropes running through them."

Wojo came, but he kept fucking. He tilted Josef's dick to his mouth and sucked. 
It was all Josef needed to empty himself again. But this time Josef's eyes 
opened as he came. He grabbed himself out of Wojo's mouth and shoved him 
backwards. His muscles were so strong now that Wojo was thrown backwards a few 
feet.

"What are doing? Is this some kind of date rape scam?" he shouted.

Ian stepped between them, but he knew he'd never be able to hold the new Josef 
back. "No, man! Wojo just got overwhelmed by your new appearance."

Josef was standing now. He looked down at as much of himself as he could see 
over his pecs and shoulders. "What did you do to me?!"

"We got a little carried away. I gave you a second dose," Ian admitted.

"You what?! After everything I said to you? Guys, I got a life. How am I going 
to explain this to people?" Josef whined.

"Relax, dude! You think Walker and I spend all our time fucking? That's just 
fantasy stuff. Drop this conformist bullshit and just enjoy what you are!" Wojo 
said.

Josef caught a glimpse of himself in the dresser mirror. "I guess I never 
thought it could happen to me," Josef said. Damn, he looked hot!
He'd always wanted this. Why was he ruining it by complaining? Why did he feel 
like he'd been wronged? Like he needed to get even?

"That dick of yours is even bigger than Wojo's," Ian said. He bent to lick the 
expanse of Josef's broad pectoral shelf through the blond fur.
His hand dropped to Josef's proud cock, which stood as straight and thick as a 
flag pole.

"It's so big I won't even be able to use it on anyone," Josef said.

"It's not too big for me," Ian said, quietly. He leaned back, dropped to the 
floor and tugged on Josef's wrist.

Josef eased down to his knees between Ian's thighs. "Let's see if you're right," 
Josef said. He held one of Ian's legs in the pit between his hugely rounded 
delts and the upsweep of his tremendous traps. With his other hand he guided his 
monster dick between Ian's muscular ass cheeks.
Josef nudged the head inside with his hips. The hot chute slid down and around 
his prick.

Ian gasped.

Life as a muscle fantasy was off to a gooood start, Josef thought. But where 
would it take him after he left this room? How would he explain his appearance 
to people? How could anyone get around how he looked and work with him, befriend 
him, love him like a person instead of a sex god.

Ian winced as Josef drove deeper.

If he was bigger than Wojo, he probably had the biggest human dick on the 
planet, Josef thought. What he was doing to Ian's insides had to be painful, but 
it was payback. Ian deserved it for what he did to Josef.
Josef bit his tongue in ecstasy. Ian's tightly muscled ass had swallowed over 
half of his prong and it felt better than any sex he had ever had before. Was it 
because he had more dick, or was it another one of the sexual "side effects" 
Wojo had mentioned.

Josef's dick was deep inside Ian's guts now. It was reordering his insides and 
pushing past limits. Josef looked down over his pecs, down his tightened rolling 
abs to the giant flesh pole protruding from his own groin prying Ian's legs 
apart. There were still a few inches to get inside. He bit his lip and pressed 
harder. As the last inch disappeared, Ian tensed and groaned. Josef grasped one 
of Ian's wrists and put it on the floor over Ian's head. He laid the other wrist 
over it and pinned them together with just one of his giant hands.

Ian was pinned now in more ways than one and he swooned.

Josef reached his free hand into Ian's duffel. He broke the top of an ampoule 
with his thumb. Through the crushing rapture that came from the transition of 
pain to pleasure, Ian suddenly realized what Josef was doing. He struggled 
against Josef's grip, but Josef was much, much stronger.

"Hold still, Ian. If I'm going to be a freak, I'm going to have more company." 
Josef's deep baritone made the room and his flagpole dick vibrate around and 
inside of Ian.

Josef put the ampoule in his mouth and pried Ian's mouth open with his free 
hand. Then he leaned down as if to kiss him and let the green fluid drain down 
Ian's throat. Ian coughed. His throat muscles tensed. His neck and his face 
reddened. Starting with his traps and working downward, his muscles began to 
spasm and swell. Ian was unconscious now, but his enormous hard-on slid up 
between Josef's mountainous pecs. Josef tensed his chest and as he fucked him, 
tugged at Ian's dick with his pecs.

Ian's hairless chest was sprouting fur. His neatly mounded pecs were filling 
like steel balloons and the clefts between his abdominal ridges became so deep 
you could stick a fingertip between them. The veins in his limp arms expanded 
and pushed the muscles outward. Watching the muscles thicken, swell and expand 
all over his body, and the hair sprout on his chest, arms, legs and face made 
fucking him even more incredible.
Josef's dick felt as hard as steel and every stroke was pure heaven. He lost 
focus on anything but the two of them. At last, long after Ian became 
indistinguishable from the other men in the room, Josef's fuck exploded into a 
blistering orgasm as Ian's ass spasmed around his deeply buried prick. Josef 
felt cum spray on his face, chest and arms from Ian's cock. Then more cum from 
Wojo and Walker, who were standing over them masturbating. Josef collapsed on 
top of Ian.

Ian's eyes opened. He breathed deep and his immense chest heaved, raising Josef 
a half foot. Josef pushed himself up and pulled out.
Although he had just finished taking it through its sexual paces, Josef's body 
still felt new to him as he stood. The way his body found its balance still felt 
odd: powerful thighs locking his tree trunk legs; broad bands of back muscle 
pulling his chest high; tight steel ribbons of ab muscles pulling his stomach 
in; and the involuntary bend at the crook of his arm to accommodate his lats and 
still let his arms drape to his sides. It was exhilarating, the feeling of so 
much muscle stretched tautly over his bones, tensing and relaxing all over his 
body as he moved. The effortlessness of his movements and the feeling of 
enormous power waiting to be tapped was intoxicating.

"How does it feel?" Josef asked Ian, who was now, strangely, HIS initiate. As 
excited as Josef could be by the feelings of his own body, the sight of Ian's 
muscles, marbled with veins thick and pulsing, heaving as he stood, still made 
Josef's dick pulse.

"Fucking asshole! After what I did for you?" Ian said.

He raised an arm, but Josef caught it by the wrist.

"Hey, hey! Ian! 'Turnabout', dude! You took advantage of him first! We all did!" 
Wojo said.

"Chill, man! Just look at yourself!" Walker said. Ian dropped his fist.
He scowled at Josef, but turned toward the mirror. "I feel so thick, and bulky," 
he said. Ian looked at himself naked. Then his eyes riveted on the image and his 
face went blank. Face on to the mirror, he flexed an arm. The bulge of his bicep 
and the sweep of his tricep combined were almost as tall as his head. He shifted 
to a side arm. His waist was narrow and tight. Flat against his side, his arm 
looked even bigger, while his chest formed an iron pillow that was broad enough 
to stand on.
He spread his lats and watched his body width double. His dick was standing up 
again; his breath was short.

"Pretty hot, huh?" Wojo asked.

"What?" Ian said. He stared at his reflection. His eyes were wide and dilated. 
He was so distracted by the erotic masculinity of his body he had forgotten 
there were other people in the room.

Josef stepped closer and twisted one of Ian's nipples. Ian winced and his jaw 
dropped.

Wojo's and Walker's dicks were twisting and rising like snakes to a snake 
charmer's flute. Walker dropped to his knees and inhaled most of Ian's stiff 
rod. Ian gasped. Sex felt even better now than it had after the first dose. Even 
though he stuck out in all directions, even with all that bulk, the added 
strength made him feel lighter than air. And the power he had over the three 
others made him feel like he was flying.
Josef stood behind Walker and entwined his tongue with Ian's. Wojo rubbed his 
shoulders and kissed his back. Then he felt Wojo's monster dick pry his iron ass 
cheeks apart and penetrate him. He broke his kiss with Josef and grunted as he 
squirted cum deep down Walker's throat.

Maybe he didn't have anything to be angry about, Ian realized. Not among this 
fantastic brotherhood he had collected and created, and now joined completely.