The Test

[inanimate][muscle growth]

Paul was starting to regret offering to help Jason with his school. The jock wouldn’t take anything seriously. He just leaned back on the couch and complained that none of it made any sense. All he did was toss his football up and down to himself. With each catch becoming more and more distracted. 

“I don’t get why you can’t just do it for me,” he complained. “It’s not like I’ll ever get it anyway. I’m too stupid to understand this shit.” 

“You’re not stupid…” Paul said. “This stuff is hard.”

“Okay,” Jason scoffed. “Not for you. I just wish there was a way for you to be able to take the test for me instead.”

Paul looked around the room a bit mysteriously. He seemed to want to say something but was holding back. “Well… There might be a way…” 

Jason’s entire body perked up. It was the first time the jock was really paying attention. “What?! You know a way to help me cheat? Tell me. That’ll make everything so much easier.”

Paul instantly regretted offering. “I’m not really supposed to…” 

“C’mon man,” Jason whined. “If you can help me cheat that’d be amazing…” He leaned forward and flexed his arm. “I’ll make it worth your while.” It’s not like Paul didn’t make it really obvious what he always saw in the football player. His large muscular body clearly was on his mind all the time.

“Well…” Paul said. He really looked like he didn’t want to do it. “You just have to agree not to tell anyone. And tell me that you’re fine with it…”

“I’ll do anything. Seriously. And whatever you’re going to do I won’t tell. Swear. I need to pass this class,” he was practically begging Paul.

“Okay,” Paul still sounded a little skeptical. “I’ve never really done this before. But here it goes.” Jason waited with bated breath. He had no idea what Paul was planning. “Alright. Done.”

“Done? You haven’t done anything though?” Jason was confused. “Are you making fun of me?”

“No. Just give it a second,” Paul had a weird smile on his face. Jason couldn’t quite place it. There was just something about Paul that he couldn’t shake. There was a thought that started to build in his mind once Paul said the word ‘okay’. Jason kept brushing it aside. It didn’t make any sense. But with each passing second that thought became stronger. For some reason he wanted to wrap cradle Paul’s dick.

“Could you take off your underwear?” Jason’s face went red as he asked the question. He wasn’t gay. But the thought persisted. He wanted to be wrapped around that small guys waist. Feel that dick cradled inside him. 

Paul just smiled like it was normal. “Sure thing bud.” He dropped his shorts and underwear. Jason was a little shocked that Paul was being so calm about it. He was about to say something but was overcome by those thin legs he saw. Something about that scrawny body made him want to just be on it. “You don’t have to fight it. Just let it happen.”

Jason’s eyes started to roll back. “Fight what?” he asked. But figured Paul meant his latent gay urges. However that’s not what Paul meant. His body was slowly starting to shrink in on itself. His body was starting to hallow out and his skin turned to fabric. His body pulled in on itself as he grew smaller and smaller. It was so weird having to look up at Paul. Jason was supposed to be taller by like half a foot. Now he was barely up to Paul’s waist. The waist he couldn’t get out of his mind. He shrunk more and more until he laid motionless on the ground.

“Sorry about that…” Paul said as he held up the new pair of briefs.

“Just put me on!” Jason commanded. He didn’t seem fazed by this at all. He was too distracted by not being on Paul.

“Okay,” Paul laughed. He wasn’t expecting Jason to be so willing. He pulled the huge briefs over his small body. One of the leg holes could easily fit both his legs. “This is a first for me too…” he added hiking the underwear around his waist. Instantly he could already feel the changes. A warmth wrapped around his body as he felt the changes. 

All at once he felt a quick expansion of his body. Muscles rippled over his scrawny body. Jason’s training was adding to his own. He could feel the strength building in his weak body. His shirt gripped his tight frame, quickly becoming too small for him to wear. He kept growing. His body changing to that of the studly football player. He could feel the passion and the power in his biceps. He flexed his arms. The fabric started to tear at the sleeves, then the back until it finally ripped completely off of him. “Damn,” Paul cursed. “Ooops…” He covered his mouth not expecting to do it. “But you fucking fit great.” Paul’s dick got hard at the sensation. He always dreamed about being this big. 

“MMhhmmm…” Jason moaned. He was too happy to be cradled around the thick junk in him. “Feels good.” 

Paul gave his body a few more flexes. He still can’t get over just how big he was. Looking down at the football he has the urge to pick it up. It’s almost natural as he tosses it to himself. “I need to focus…” he told himself. But the amount of energy he now had made it so hard. He just wanted to go for a run around the school. And now he could do it easily. “So I’ll take the test for you and then you don’t have to worry about it.”

“Sounds like a plan to me,” Jason says. “Just don’t forget Jessica is coming over later.”

‘Jessica?’ Paul’s dick jumps at the thought of Jason’s girlfriend.

“Yes, Jessica. She’s going to be over later. Try not to screw it up for me,” Jason says.

“Ehh… We’ll see,” Paul shrugged his now heavy shoulders. His dick jumped again at the sight of his near naked body. “We’ll see…”