Joey's Changing
Xavier and Roy were sitting in the bedroom, watching the Discovery Channel. It was about 6:30 PM that evening, the sun was just setting over the horizon, and dusk was out. Here within the house, the lights were on only in the bedroom, and then only from the television. Xavier and Roy sat smiling at the TV, but more from what they had done earlier than what show was on TV. Xavier was a big boy now, and Roy had been waiting to test out his new body in some very good ways.
Xavier had found out, in fact, that Roy was a fan of making out rather than yiffing. Don't misunderstand, the two had been given the option (and taken too) to mate, but making out seemed to be easier to do, and was apparently what Roy liked best. Roy smiled and looked at his buffer, taller wolf mate. Roy felt like a dwarf and he liked it. He and Xavier both knew who the real bitch was in this relationship, and it wasn't Xavier.
Xavier smiled and looked over at Roy with a pleasant smile, knowing deep within him he liked his new form, but there was just something wrong with it. What was it that kept him from wanting to change his mate? Why was he focused so much on his mate, rather than the "Discover Now" shows on TV? So many questions rolled through Xavier's head and he was lost deeply in his thoughts. He could only guess Roy would think he were crazy if he spoke his mind now, the words would be a jumbled mess.
Roy, however, wouldn't have minded very much. He was feeling quite obsessive over his new friend. Xavier, for some reason, wasn't this neat before. Now that he was a towering muscled hunk of a wolf, he was much easier on the eyes, much cuter. And obviously, as he'd just experienced, his cock felt bigger in his pants too. He secretly lusted for his changed boyfriend, but he didn't know if he should say anything or not. He could only smile and look at the mate beside him.
"We'll be back after this message from our sponsors." The TV then cut to a Crest toothpaste commercial. Xavier blinked and looked at his friend, who was drooling slightly over his hard abs, which were exposed because he no longer had clothes to wear that would fit. He smiled and gently laughed, which brought Roy to his eyes.
"Huh?"
"Hey, there. Are you going to stare at my pectorals and abs all day or are you going to stop salivating or what are you going to do, Roy?" Xavier smiled and stood up. The floor creaked loudly under his new feet and he slowly walked towards the door to get a glass of water. Roy snapped back into his reality.
"Yeah, sure, Xavier. Where are you going?" Roy stood up and tried to follow his friend who was already halfway down the hall now. "You're not going to-" he stopped himself. He wouldn't say the rest of that sentence. That would be far too much of an embarrassment.
"Not going to what, Roy?" Xavier smiled and walked gently over to his friend a few paces. He smiled and put a hand on his friend. "I'm not going to do that without you, babe." Roy blushed, and Xavier knew that was what he was going to say. "I'll get some water, we'll order a pizza and then we'll have some fun, okay?" Roy nodded.
The doorbell rang suddenly as Roy's crotch started to struggle inside his pants, causing Roy to blush. He looked at Xavier stupidly as the doorbell rang again. Xavier sighed and started trudging downstairs. Who could that be at this time? His mom was gone, and he didn't have any other friends who would bother him. It'd better not be Joey Fonda, he told himself. If it was, he'd be able to teach him a harsh lesson. He sighed again as his hand gripped the door. He swung it open.
"Hey, you dumb geek! I thought I'd-" Joey's eyes went wide. Was this Xavier's bigger brother or something? When did he ever have a brother bigger than the whole football team though? This was unexpected. Joey dropped the water balloon he'd intended to throw at Xavier. The huge figure that was much larger than the door snarled at the jock dragon.
"Excuse me, Joey. You must be looking for Xavier. I know all about you." snarled Xavier angrily. He knew Joey didn't recognize this new form, so he had to play it like he was the big brother. "You gonna stare at me or am I gonna have to knock your lights out pal?" Whoa, where did that come from? Xavier was surprised by his words, he'd never sounded so threatening or cool before. Joey looked like he was about to piss himself scared from the harsh tones in Xavier's voice.
"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know Xavier's Dad was around..." Joey sounded like a sniveling little prick, no different than normal, except he sounded truly fearful now. He smiled scared and turned to go, while he still had his pride intact. The huge heavy hand that landed on his shoulder and spun him around, slashing his shoulder in the process. He winced in pain, but he'd taken worse shots before.
"Where the hell are you going?" Xavier didn't like where this was going. He was starting to sound like the bully, something he'd never done before. Was it his new powerful form changing his mind too? What was it making him actually enjoy this? Payback seemed to be the obvious answer.
"I'm going home..." Joey shrugged off in a bold move, but the paw was incredibly powerful, the claw digging into the new wound. Joey winced again and his scales began to turn red from the blood pouring onto them, his letterman jacket staining too. He looked up at Xavier and laughed hesitantly. "I'm sorry... did I say home? I meant nowhere."
Xavier could only smile and he watched as the blood coated the jacket. Something from within told him to just knock Joey's ass out, to kill him now. He didn't do anything, barely moving his hand from the wound. He was too much in shock at how much he was enjoying being the bully for a change.
Joey started to feel lightheaded suddenly. What was going on? His whole body hurt like he'd just be run over by a semi. He should've noticed that he was taller, about two inches taller. He smirked and looked over at the blue Sedan he'd drove here in, the gas still keeping the car running. He turned back to see he was dead even in height with Xavier now, and that scared him more now. "What the hell-"
Joey suddenly winced in pain and Xavier snapped from his bully mode back into a normal state, letting go of Joey's shoulder as he gripped his stomach painfully. Xavier could only watch as Joey took a step back and slipped right off the front porch, knocking his head against the concrete walkway below. Roy would hear something soon, and the neighbors would wonder what the star quarterback was doing on the ground crying at the biggest geek in the school's house. He had to do something, but Joey was writhing too much to go to touch, and he wasn't going to let anybody see his new form.
Meanwhile, Joey writhed on the ground, his voice steadily getting deeper, harsher, and even more nasally. He was nearing 10 feet tall now, getting taller still. His muscles strained incredibly as he writhed and tore at his clothes now, shredding them off of him to free himself. He could only roar with agony, his blonde hair turning a reddish blonde, then to a deep red. "Aye! What's goin' on!" his voice sounded completely Irish now, and his dark blue scales turned blood red, but they shimmered as well with a youthful glow.
Xavier, on impulsive thinking, slammed the door shut, nearly ripping it from its hinges as he tried to make sure nobody understood what was going on or that it was he who was living in that house. "What's going on, Xavier?" Roy's voice called.
"Nothing! Go back to the bedroom. I'm... I'm coming!" Xavier shouted as he stood next to the door, unmoving.
Outside, Joey's already pumped physique began to swell with more muscles. His arms were bigger than most spare tires, his legs growing to the size of tree trunks. His perfect six pack of abs deepened incredibly and became a tight, diamond-hard eight pack. His chest looked like two halves of a VW Bug attached to him, and his tail and neck continued to thicken, getting larger and more powerful. His wings flapped with spasms behind him and filled with incredible muscles that could help sustain a whole bus on them.
What was clearly obvious to Joey Fonda, however, was not his increasing strength, but his increasing cock size. He felt it throbbing painfully with the rest of him, and it swelled to nearly two and a half feet long, pulsing hard, and about as thick as his arm had once been. He gasped and breathed heavily as he gripped it with a much thicker hand and felt his beach ball sized balls tighten once his hand gripped his dick. He smiled pleasurably. He was going to cum soon, somehow, he knew he was going to cum soon.
Roy looked confused at his partner as Xavier came charging up the stairs, both looking worried. "What's-"
"Don't worry about it, just get in the room!" Xavier was panicking. He could be up for assault charges, for the wound on Joey's arm. Whatever happened, he wanted to be no part of. Even if Joey died on his lawn, he wanted to hide in the closet and not come out until it was all over. At all costs, he wasn't going to let himself go to jail. His perfect record was at stake. He couldn't afford to tarnish it now.
Joey roared loudly as he rubbed his cock against his abs, squeezing his balls. His eyes became a brooding green, his teeth healthier and sharper. He moaned loudly as he oozed precum onto his chest and abs, coating them in a healthy clear gloss. His grip tightened and he stroked harder, faster. He moaned again, feeling his balls tighten. His hair was now short, spiked in the front. He seemed like a cool kid now, an Irish dragon.
He finally had had enough and he roared again, his legs quivering gently as he rocketed cum over his head, and into the nearby grass, and it splashed everywhere. There was loads of it, coating the ground and even himself. He moaned pleasured as his cock throbbed out the rest of his cum, drooling to a slow crawl, then a stop. He breathed hard, panting as he just lay on the concrete now, not noticing that his wound had healed up.
Roy looked out the window and saw the changed Joey Fonda cum all over the front yard and he gasped with surprise. He turned back to look at Xavier, who motioned silently to say nothing. Roy nodded and he looked out the window again at Joey.
Joey slowly came to, his mind regaining consciousness as he stood up and shook himself free of the cobwebs, knowing that as he looked at his 12 foot tall, 1200 pounds of muscled body, he was ready for anything. He looked much older, despite not being older. He sighed happily and looked up to see Roy watching him from below. He smiled and flashed a thumbs-up, believing it to be Xavier. As he turned to go, he smiled. "That's an all right kid, there." he muttered, "I'll be his best friend come Monday... so long as he can do that for the whole team." He really didn't mean that, he was actually starting to realize he had feelings for Xavier, all the wedgies and noogies and Wet Willy's. Was he gay? What was wrong with him? "Nothing is wrong." He told himself as he slowly approached his car, "The kid's just more than a geek is all... he deserves respect." With that, Joey Fonda got into his car and drove back home.