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|while glancing through the local paper I came across an ad looking for volunteers for a study on muscle growth and development...that was all the ad said, and a number to call if interested. Well, of course I was interested..I'm about 6'3" 275 of solid muscle, but I want to be even bigger, so, what the hell. I dialed the number and a very deep, distinguished voiced answered the phone. I explained I was calling in reference to the ad and explained my interest. Dortor Gunter, his last name I can't even pronounce, proceeded to ask me numerous questions about my health, blood type, family history etc. He then asked me what my deepest desires were and would I be willing to sacrifice almost anything to achieve them. Well, I guess he liked my answers for he said I passed the first interview. About 2 weeks passed and I recieved a call from Dr. G. For the next 2 hours he asked me all sorts of questions designed to probe my psyche, or so I assumed. When the questioning finally ended Dr.G. said he would go over all the information and let me know of his decision in a few days. the week ended without a call from the Doc and the next week came and went just as quickly. Maybe I didn't pass his many tests, so I tried to put it all behind me and kept going to the gym..forcing myself to grow. 3 weeks later a letter arived witha plane ticket to a small town somewhere outside of San Francisco...near the giant redwoods I think, and with instructions to Doc's house. The letter said the research program would take about 3 months and so, if I were still interested, I would have to make the necessary arrangements in my life to participate. 3 months out of my life, not really knowing anything about this program or this doctor: I debated for days but the prospect of increased muscular growth and development won me over. Besides, I was between jobs and ther was some compensation involved. So I called the Doc and was soon on my way. A car meet me at the airport and drove me some 3 hours into the countryside. The letter said I was to be let off at the front gate and should follow the road up to the mainhouse. So, with suitcase in hand, I started walking towards my new future. I walked for a few miles, passing old airplane hangers and warehouses of various sizes. When I turned the bend, I got my first glance of the 4 story house that was to be my home for the next 3 months. It was quite large and at one time quite grand...perfect for me! I rang the buzzer and a voice I recognized to be the doc's answered. He told me to enter and go into the first room on my left. As I walked in I immediately noticed the house had been completely altered. The ceilings appeared to be 20 feet high..the second story windows were all visible, yet there was no second floor or fourth, as I was soon to discover. The doorways were all about 3 times the size of normal doorways, strange, but what the hell. I went into the room on the left as instructed. It was sparsely furnished and felt like a waiting room, so, I did just that. A few minutes later a door to my left opened and a voice, the Doc's, asked me to come in. As i crossed the thershold I came face to face, or rather chest to face with the biggest man I ever saw. Doc G. introduced himself to me and extended his gigantic hand which literally engulfed mine. He had to be a least nine feet tall, built like a brick shithouse and really good looking. He was talking, about what I couldn't say for I was just staring and staring. Finally I came back to my senses and started to pay attention to the behemoth before me. He invited me to sit dnow, which I did, no need to make this muscled monster mad, besides, I would have done anything he said to please him. Yeah, I wanted him...real bad! As he talked, I learned he was originally from Germany, came to this country for his research and wa anxious to get started with me. I couldn't help but ask him if his great height and muscular size was caused by some over active pituitary gland. His answer was quite unexpected. It seems his research was originally intented for the study of the re-generation of new cells in damaged tissue. Years of study and experimentation had produced nothing, so he came here, to this country, to surround himself with the greatest minds in genetic engineering. Through trial and error he finally accomplished his task, or so he thought. In test after test with numerous lab animals the experiments produced the desired effects, so he tried it on himself, and the results are what was sitting here, larger than life, before me. He went on to say that he wanted to see if this was some sort of medical fluke or if he could actually produce muscular growth in anyone. I was selected because i physically matched his previous self in height, weight, blood type, etc, and because this was something I really, really wanted. He rose up and up and up and took me to what was to be my room for the next 3 months. Seeing him I realized thats why the house was altered, he was huge he was so wide he could barely fit through the doors. God, please let this happen to me!The room wasmodified to his proportions so everything was oversized. I felt so small. Doc said if I changed my mind , a car would be called to take me back to the airport in the a.m. Dinner would be ready in about an hour and he left me to my thougths. I watched his gigantic form leave my room and walk down the hall. This is what I always wanted, to be bigger, taller and more muscular than anyone else. But would it work on me? Would I grow or become some sort of genetic freak? My head started pounding so I thought to lie down for a few minutes. As i slept, I dreamt of Doc and his big powerful body. He entered my room and gently woke me. HIs touch was so tender for such a big man and his face so beautiful that I literally jumped him; started to kiss his huge hands and worked my way up his body. And What A Body! I started to undress him and discovered the body of a GOD. His muscles were huge, full and thick and cut to shreds. His arms had to be at least 3 times the size of the biggest pro's. His chest was 2 huge slabs of muscle that jutted out so far you could set a glass on top of them without it falling off. The valley between his monster pecs so deep that I literally lost my hand in it. As we continued to explore each other he started to remove his pants. My jaw dropped in disbelief for he was huge all over. I held his tremedous, pulsating cock in my hands. It had to be at least 2 feet long soft and thicker than most men's arms. His ball, the size of 2 large melons and just as sweet and juicy. As we continued to explore each other he whispered in my ear.."this can be you, this can be you" and I started to shoot my load. But what was really amazing was the realization that this was no dream..it was actually happpenning. and as his huge body presssed me into the bed I shot for a second time in a matter of minutes. Doc knelt before me on the giant bed and with his monster cock in his gigantic hand, started to beat off. His breathing got quicker and quicker, his muscles tensed and heaved and I watched in awe as his piss slit opened and released gallons of cum all over me. He then proceeded to pick me up and carry me to his shower where again we enjoyed the pleasures of each other. If there was any doubt in my mind before, it was quickly erased. The possibility of being as big and muscular as Doc was all I needed to convince me to stay. We talked way into the night and slept together in his huge bed. I spent most of the night just staring at his huge body and wondering what would happen to me in the coming months. |
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