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"Hey Bill! I thought you were on spring break?" One of the gym patrons said as Bill walked through the locker room of the fitness center. "Didn't expect to see any students here."

"Just gives me some more time to polish the ole guns!" Bill replied as he flexed one of his arms. The patron just laughed and said his goodbye as he left. Now, with the locker room to himself, he walked over to his usual locker and started to pull out his work-out gear from his duffel bag. As he pulled out his shirt he heard something clatter to the ground, and when he looked under the bench he was surprised to see the mysterious capsules.

He looked around quickly to make absolutely sure no one was there, and then picked up the sheet of pills. "How..." he questioned as he looked at the bluish-clear pills. He didn't think he had brought them with him, and with them on his desk they wouldn't have gotten mixed up with any of his other stuff. Curiously, he popped one of the pills out of the package and looked at it. After careful examination, he looked around the locker room once more before he stared back down at the pill again.

What could it hurt? Bill thought as he moved the pill in his palm, his thoughts betraying what little no rationality he had. He figured that it was only one pill, and if there were negative side effects it would flush out of his system eventually. Or, if worst came to worst, he could go to a hospital and say he ate something that didn't agree with him, then claim ignorance if they find something in the pill.

There was still some hesitation as he continued to hold the pill in his hand, his want for more muscles waged war with his sensibilities. Finally, his vanity one over and he tossed the pill down his throat, then quickly swallowed it. He waited a few minutes, standing there in his boxer-briefs while he looked himself over for some sort of instant change. When nothing seemed to happen, he laughed and tossed the pills in the nearby trash can.

"So much for gaining muscles instantly." He scoffed. "I think I'll stick with my current results." With that, he put on his training gear and walked out to the gym for a hard workout.

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Meanwhile, Ryan sat back in his dorm bedroom as he heard his meathead roommate leave, undoubtedly for the gym. He sighed and wondered why fate had chose him such an obnoxious, rude person to have to live with. Although... he couldn't deny that he had a rock-hard, muscular body that he wasn't afraid to show off around the dorm.

Ryan smacked his own head and forced himself to stare down at the lecture he was writing. It was bad enough that he was the stereotypical gay art major, but then he had to live with someone who was both undeniably gorgeous and also so ready to kick your ass if you so much as looked at him that way. That brought his thoughts back around to when his roommate roamed in nothing but his briefs, and he fought to keep back his erection and focus.

"This isn't working." Ryan finally said in defeat. He put his pen down and stowed everything away, determined to work on it later after a bit of a distraction. Then he got on his hands and knees and pulled out the one thing that truly made him happy; his painting equipment.

It was his pride and joy, which allowed him to transcend his mundane reality and truly create something special. His paintings were good too; several of them have already been in several small galleries. But right now, he just wanted something to work on to distract himself from his ‘predicament'.

As he pulled out his paints he noticed something strange... a rather innocent looking brown-wrapped package in his supplies. "What is this, a gift?" He asked no one in particular as he ripped open the package. Inside were a number of plastic jars of colorful paint in a clear plastic casing, along with the words ‘Bodypaints by Renzyl's Arts and Crafts' stickered across the front.

"Who the hell would send me bodypaints?" Ryan mused. "And how the hell did they get them in my room?" After he set the paints down he searched through his other stuff, making sure that nothing was amiss. When everything was accounted for, he turned back to the mysterious set of paints.

Sure he had thought about doing something like bodypainting when he finally had someone special he could do it with, but he never told anyone about it. Plus he never bought any for himself, just in case someone would find it.

But now that they were there, what would be the harm in using them? Someone must have known that he was interested in this sort of thing and decided to give him a gift. As for how they got there, his dumbass roommate probably let them in.

I hope he's cute, whoever it is, so I can thank them properly. Ryan thought to himself as he smiled in anticipation. Carefully he took off the plastic casing and inspected the contents, which he found a pretty basic set of colors that smelt faintly of latex and rubber when he opened them. Then he took several of his less expensive brushes and set them aside, ready to use them.

But what should he paint on himself? There was plenty of paint so that he could pretty much cover himself totally with paint to spare, though he wasn't sure. He thought about maybe painting some sort of tattoo design on him, but decided against it. He wanted to do something full body, an idea that burned in his mind as he turned on his computer to look for inspiration.

He looked for ten minutes, and mostly dismissed the pictures of bodypainted clothing, he wanted something more... exotic. Finally he stumbled upon a rather interesting site where males painted themselves up like animals before they had sex. It was rather kinky, and after he watched a video of two cheetahs boys he decided that was what he was going to do.

"Time to get to work." He said to himself happily after he bookmarked the site and returned to the floor with the paints. He looked at the yellow and frowned slightly, while he decided on painting himself into an animal, he didn't want to do a cheetah or something with only one or two colors. He thought for a few seconds and went through the animals in his mind, cheetah... tiger... fox... lizard...

Lizard... that would work. He smiled. I get to be a sexy lizardman, at least for a few hours.

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"Yeah!" Bill grunted as he finished his last set on the bench press. He sat up and wiped the sweat off his face, still enjoying the burn in his muscles. It had only been twenty minutes into his workout, but he felt like he had done his entire workout already!

"Maybe there was something in those supplements..." he mused as he moved to the next machine to do some more reps. As he did so, he saw the guy who managed the place come up to where he was.

"Hey, I've got to go check on the guys that are fixing the pipes in the girl's shower, you going to be ok alone here for an hour Bill?" He asked. Bill just nodded and continued his workout, this wouldn't be the first time that he was allowed to work unsupervised, and he just had to make sure to stay on the equipment that didn't require a spotter. "Great, thanks Bill. Hey, have you been carb loading? You have to watch out that you don't go overboard, trust me, I know."

Bill just looked at him confused, but before he could ask him what he meant by that, the guy had ran off out of the gym. He stopped his machine and hopped off of it, he still felt full of energy but his curiosity had gotten the better of him. The gym was completely empty now, as was the locker room as he went in. He liked it better that way, with no one around he had the run of the place and could take certain liberties.

One of those liberties he took at that moment, he quickly got naked and examined himself in the gym's full-length mirror. "What in the..." He whispered as his hands rubbed over the tanned skin of his abs, his normal six-pack abs he prided himself on replaced by a watermelon-sized bulge in his stomach. "Fuck me, this isn't right..."

His mind began to race as he thought of what he could do. If he went to the doctor, they would have to know that he was dumb enough to take something. But if it was a side-effect of the pill, perhaps it would just go away on its own? There was no pain, in fact as he rubbed his stomach it was a rather pleasant feeling. In fact, it was almost an electric tingle that felt really good.

"Ohhh yeah." He moaned as he grabbed his quickly hardening cock, one hand stroked it while the other continued to rub his stomach. It quickly made him weak in the knees from the pleasure and he laid down on one of the nearby benches to continue. "Fuck yes!" He almost shouted as he stroked his cock furiously, building himself up to a quick climax.

But when the climax didn't come, he stopped and looked up in frustration to see that his cock was still hard as a rock. "Don't do this... c'mon!" Just as he was about to try again he felt something slick on his thighs. He sat up and felt the bench underneath him, it was apparently coated in some sort of weird, clear slime.

"Where did this come from?" His erection temporarily forgotten, he looked around to see if he spilt some sort of container. When he found none, he grimaced in anger and got up off the bench, heading towards the shower to clean himself off. As he walked, the tingles in his stomach only grew more and more intense and it shot directly into his penis.

"I can't take this much longer..." He turned the shower on and gritted his teeth as the pleasure continued to intensify, his cock throbbing almost painfully. Without the wait for it to be hot, he plunged himself into the cold water.

Bill screamed several obscenities as the cold water hit his erection, which almost caused him to hit the floor. What did send his back onto the cold tile floor was the pleasure centered in his groin and ass. Through the haze of the pleasure he managed to see his stomach as it shifted and moved, then started to shrink in size. But as the bulge shrank the pleasure only increased, and once more he grabbed his cock and stroked with pure lust. He didn't even feel the water anymore, all that mattered was the immense ecstasy from that seemed to center around his ass.

He was locked in this pleasure for what seemed like hours, before he finally yelled in an earth-shattering orgasm. As he came, he also vaguely felt something stretch his anus, which only doubled his pleasure as he held onto his spurting cock for dear life. When the climax finally died down, he was panting heavily and still held onto his softening cock. After a few minutes he started to regain his senses, he felt the water again, now warm, as it rained down on him. He took a deep breath and managed to sit up while he looked around to get a handle on the situation.

There, in between his legs, which sat coated in slime that had started to wash down the drain, was an egg. Still recovering, Bill scooted closer and picked it up to examine it closely. It was smooth to the touch under the slime, and the same bluish-white color as the pill he had taken earlier. His hand trailed down from the egg to the puddle of slime, then followed the trail of it right up to his slime-slicked hole.

Strangely enough, he wasn't as bothered by the fact that he had just laid an egg as he should have been. Besides the fact it gave him the best orgasm in his entire life, something about the egg just felt... right. It was the strangest he had ever felt, and blamed the situation for it. He slowly turned off the shower and walked back to the locker room, then set the egg down on the bench next to his locker while he tried to comprehend what just happened.

Then all thoughts were blown away when he caught himself in the mirror. It was like he stared at a statue of an adonis. His skin had gone from tan to almost an almost bronze-like hue, which caused his muscles to glisten and bulge even more natural. And then there were the muscles himself, he was muscular before, but now he was ripped. He smiled and struck several poses, pecs and abs rippled with new bulk as he flexed his hard biceps.

And it wasn't just his muscles, his cock had grown almost two inches and much thicker as it jutted out proudly from his self-examination. He also realized that, as he rubbed his hands all over himself, that he lacked all of his body hair, which left him like a bodybuilder.

"I think I may have found a new supplement..." He joked as he continued to oogle over himself. Then panic struck him as he realized he had tossed the rest of the pills in the trash and quickly ran to the can. He breathed a sigh of relief as he found them still there, clutching them to his chest possessively. He had to get more, if just one pill could cause him to look like this... he quickly ran back to his bag and stuffed them inside, then packed himself up. He smiled even more when his sweats were now tight against his new body, particularly the bulge in his groin as he walked out of the locker room back to the dorm.

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Meanwhile, Ryan finally had decided what his base color would be and opened the jar with the silver paint. The paint was thicker then he realized, and that heady smell of latex filled his nostrils as he slowly applied it to his skin with one of his bigger brushes. The effect was erotic, his naked, lithe body shivered as he covered his hand and arm with the thick silver paint, save for a strip along his under arm and a number of swirling patterns he thought would look cool. He quickly covered up the jar again with his uncovered arm, and then waited to see what would happen.

The drying effect took far less time then he thought, he could feel the latex tighten as it dried, which almost felt like a second skin. It was almost a surreal effect, seeing the unnatural silver contrast his bare skin. Now that it was on him, the silver almost seems more natural then the flesh color.

"Time to take care of that..." Ryan said as he popped open the jar of gold color and slathered it on his underarm, going slightly quicker then with the silver. When he was done, he could see the effect was amazing, the gold dried and almost seemed to mesh seamlessly with the silver. Now more excited then ever, he grabbed the blue and painted through the tribal designs to seal the last of his flesh in the liquid latex, then quickly painted black scale marks to indicate textures.

The effect was amazing when he was finished, like he had a strange, reptilian alien arm attached to his body. The tight latex on his arm was so tight, so pleasurable... he had planned on doing his other arm next, but instead he decided to go straight for the naughty bits.

Opening the jar of black paint, he quickly grabbed a brush and almost completely coated his stiff member and balls in it, save for several more tribal designs which he accented in blue. Once he was finished he almost threw the brush to the side and caught his breath as it began to dry and tighten on his cock. He almost murred in pleasure as the latex finally hardened enough and he began to stroke himself with his painted arm, the feeling so foreign it was erotic. It was like they were no longer his arm or genitals, but he could still feel all the amazing sensations wrought from it.

His pleasure session was cut short, however, as he heard the door open and quickly slammed shut. Ryan cursed silently as he looked through a crack in his door, and he saw his roommate quickly dart through the common area into his room and close the door.

What the hell was that about? Ryan thought as he closed the door again. Through the brief glimpse he thought there was something about him that looked different, but he was too absorbed in his own work to care. He sat back down on the carpet with the paints, and as he looked at his painted arm he smiled and stroked it with the other.

When his real flesh came into view he scowled, it looked so... ugly to him now. He looked at the rest of his body in disgust as well, and then grabbed his brush. This pink flesh was not his body, not anymore, the latex on his arm showed he could create his own new, beautiful skin.

Ryan did not know how long he had painted himself for, so lost was he in the creation of his body art. When he finished, not a trace of his former flesh was uncovered. Now, he was a silver-scaled lizardman. Scales of gold covered his underarms, underbelly, and the inside of his legs, his entire body gleamed in the light of his apartment. The silver covered everywhere else from the tips of his fingers to the soles of his feet, along with blue tribal designs that he put everywhere. He even managed to get his back, finding some great flexibility in his arms as well as a longer brush. Even his face and hair was coated in silver, with gold streaks down his cheeks and along his nose.

"It's.... beautiful." He said as he stroked over the latex second skin he had created. "I didn't think it could ever feel like this... god it feels so good!" Once again his latexed hands wondered down to his crotch, perverse thoughts caused him to shiver as he gripped his black cock and started to stroke again.

But a sudden yell made him stop again, much to his frustration. What the hell was the meathead doing? There was another yell, then a groan, and then even more noises that came from outside his door. Almost roaring in anger, he cursed under his breath and went to tell him to shut the hell up so he could pleasure himself in peace.

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Bill let out a loud groan as he sat in the small bathtub of the bathroom, starting to regret the decision he had made.

As soon as he got back from the gym he locked himself in his room, and then pulled out the pills once more. He had quickly popped out another one and was going to take it when he noticed the instructions on his desk. After he read them again, he suddenly realized he could take more than one.

A flicker of inspiration flashed through his mind as he held the blister pack of pills, then he grinned wickedly as he started to pop out the rest of the pills. After all, if one pill made him look and feel the way he did, he couldn't imagine what would happen if he took the rest of them.

As soon as all the pills were in his palm he downed them almost all at once, and then had to take a drink of water to get them all down. He pulled off his sweats and sat down in the bed naked, absentmindedly he started to fondle himself in anticipation as he waited. He couldn't wait to look like some sort of massive bodybuilder, maybe even win some completion.

But I got that with one pill. He thought to himself. With all of them, I bet I'll have a truly god-like body after this!

Suddenly, he felt something gurgle in his stomach and an almost heavy sensation there. Bill licked his lips in anticipation, watching as his stomach started to shift around. His cock sprang to life as it happened, it quickly hardened to full length and he grabbed it as pleasure waves radiated from his stomach. "Yeah... give it to me baby..." He said while his stomach started to swell out. It quickly surpassed the previous bulge in his stomach and started to grow out even more. He grabbed his stomach, which almost caused him to climax right there as his belly completely obscured his abs.

"Uh... that's enough..." he said, slightly worried as his stomach grew even more, now he almost looked like he was pregnant as the flesh stretched and rounded out. He also became aware of a growing wetness underneath him, and as he put a finger around his ass he realized it had started to leak more of that slime.

Then he realized he was in trouble as he now looked like a very pregnant woman, he couldn't see his cock anymore as his belly expanded out with each breath. Cursing profanely, he struggled to get up and waddled his way towards the bathroom. He could feel more slime drip down his inner thighs as he moved, and the pleasure became even more intense as he cradled his huge belly into the bathroom and into the tub.

So there he was now in the tub, he breathed a sigh as his stomach seemed to have stopped expanding, so big now he couldn't even stroke his cock properly around his girth. Tears started to stream down his eyes as the pleasure and lust grew exponentially without any chance for relief, and he felt the slime start to pool around his feet as he realized the plug was still in.

Just as he was about to try and shift so he could rub his cock against the tub he heard a pounding against the door, along with his roommate as he yelled at him to shut the hell up. That was his answer, maybe if Ryan came in and helped him, he could end this torture. "Ryan, get in here!" Bill shouted desperately. "I need your help!"

Ryan sighed angrily and considered for a second to leave him there, but then noticed the trail of slime that lead into the bathroom. He didn't even consider that he was head to toe in latex as the curiosity got the better of him and he went inside. His jaw almost dropped at the site before him, his roommate looked like he was ridiculously pregnant while he sat in their small tub. There was also a pool of slime around his legs and, what he considered the best part, his large cock jutted straight out as Bill tried to paw at it.

"What the hell happened to you?" Ryan asked as he moved to the tub. Bill looked up and almost laughed if he wasn't in so much pleasure. His roommate was covered in some sort of strange costume which made him look like some sort of glossy animal. But any comment he would have made was lost, he was so needy... he felt like his cock was going to explode.

"It was these supplements... I need your help." Bill panted, and then groaned as he felt the contents of his stomach shift.

Ryan shifted closer to the tub, "I'm no doctor, but I think you need to go to one." Bill shook his head, then grabbed Ryan's latexed wrist and shoved it onto his cock. Ryan was shocked and started to wonder if all this was a dream as he was about to give his wet dream a hand job.

It was already slickened with pre and slime as Ryan started to pump his hand up and down. He knew he should probably have called 911 by now, but as his latex palm slid across the throbbing flesh he shivered in delight as his hand tingled. When the tingles increased, he stopped and brought his slime-coated hand back. He could feel something shifting in his hand, and his mind started to get fuzzy...

"You bastard!" Bill shouted in frustration. The slickness against his cock almost made him climax right there before it was withdrawn. "Either do it or get-" his sentence was stopped short as he brought his head up and saw his roommate as he stared at his hand. They both watched as the latex seemed to have tightened even further around his hand and sprouted thick, black claws. The scales on his hand also seemed to shift, going from a mere pattern to gain actual texture.

After he saw his hand change, Ryan felt the desire to continue to change further. He smiled to himself and grabbed more of the slime, slathering it over his arms and face. Bill could only watch in amazement as Ryan slathered the junk that came out of him over himself. "What the hell are you doing?!" Bill demanded.

But Ryan didn't respond, he only brought his slime covered hands to his genitals and started to stroke his cock as the latex tightened around his face and arms. This time the transformation was much more intense, he could feel muscles building in his arms as the latex bonded and changed him. He let out a cry of joy, which quickly became a strangled yelp as the latex seemed to flow into his mouth, ears, and nostrils as his face tightened. He brought his clawed hands up to his face, thrashing about as the latex invaded into his skull and his face began to push out into a stout muzzle. His yells became low growling as his tongue changed, his eyes closed shut as the liquid pushed so far in his ears it felt like it seeped into his brain. Finally the unpleasant sensations ceased, and a new, alien sensation invaded his mind.

Suddenly, everything became clear to Ryan, a perverse joy came over him as he suddenly realized his true purpose in life. "Master Renzyl..." he muttered to himself while he smiled. His attention quickly turned to his brother in the tub, who hadn't taken his eyes off of him as he awakened.

Bill was mortified when he saw his roommate's head and arms transform, and even more so when his roommate stopped fighting and started to look him with blue, reptilian-slitted eyes. "What the fuck is going on?!"

"Quiet..." Ryan demanded, smirking when Bill quickly closed his mouth. "All will be explained soon, my brother, you just need some coaxing."

"Brother? What the-" Bill started to say before Ryan put a clawed hand over his mouth.

Ryan shhed him as he bought his hand back, then stepped into the already cramped tub with him. He let out a groan as he could feel his toes grow claws and shift slightly under the slime, then grabbed Bill's erection and straddled him as best he could. When he was positioned correctly he lowered his latex pucker on his rock hard shaft. Both roommates moaned loudly as Bill fit easily into Ryan's new passage, splashing the slime on both of them as Ryan massaged Bill's stomach.

Bill could hardly believe what had happened, and amazed at how amazing it felt. Ryan wasted no time as he gripped his bulged out belly, impaling himself on Bill's rock hard member. The combined sensation of Ryan's furious humping and the rubbing of his stomach was almost too much to bear and he desperately thrusted upwards to finally climax. His breathing shortened as his stomach finally started to shrink, though he didn't notice with all the pleasure that wracked his body. The lizardman on top of him was relentless and they both started to thrash in combined ecstasy as he drove himself deeper and deeper onto his cock, which splashed the slime all over themselves.

The first to cum was Ryan, he dug his claws deep into the tile as a stream of spunk shot out of his cock onto Bill. As he did, he could feel the slime that coated them infused the both of them, his body swelled with muscle as he felt his spine cracked and extended out to a long, sinuous tail. As his new tailhole clamped down on Bill's cock his torso also burned as it filled out into a well-defined six pack.

Then it was Bill's turn to finally orgasm, he half-screamed half-gargled on the slime that now coated his face as he filled Ryan's tailhole. He continued to cum for several minutes, the only thing in his mind is the raw, unbridled pleasure that came from his cock and ass simultaneously. Then all at once the ecstasy overwhelmed him and he lost consciousness, left to swim in a haze of lustful bliss...

Ryan half panted and half laughed as his new lover finally ceased to spasm in climax. When it was all over the lizardman stood up, seeing the gigantic bronze cock that slowly slid its way out of his ass as he stood. He purred and gave it a squeeze, which elicited a shutter from the large pile of slime beneath him.

"Time to clean you up." He cooed as he turned on the shower, the cool water hitting them both as he started to pick up the form in front of him to wash him. As the slime washed off their bodies, Ryan gently wiped the slime from the bronze scales of his partner. He smiled and purred as the last of it was gone, which revealed the most beautiful, muscular naga he had ever seen. One of the coils shifted as he slid himself out of the tub, nearly knocking him over with the girth.

The latex lizard grabbed one of the cups and splashed cold water over the naga's blunt snout, which caused him to shudder and yawn, jaw shifting as it opened wider than ever. "Wake up." The lizard hissed. "We have work to do."