Cristiana didn't think too much about her comment, her mind still pondering the loss she had experienced today. However, she was confused about Saul's insistence on what she had watched. She turned to him, “Haha, I can't believe I admitted to watching that silly porn video. I mean I guess I am kind of turned on by the idea of someone like me having some stereotypical dumb, but studly, porn star boyfriend. I hope you aren't offended by my admission. I mean there is a difference between fun and the real world, am I right?”
Her shy smile drained from her face though as she saw Saul's body pulse and swell. She stood up in shock, “What the heck is going on?” Watching intently, not sure what to do, she saw as her cute little boyfriend lean back rub his body down as his clothing got tighter and tighter. He closed his eyes and groaned as his face grew more handsome, with any blemishes disappearing, his features more defined and symmetrical. His hair got a neater cut, his nose shrunk ever so slightly, his chin became more pronounced, and even his adam's apple seemed to grow in size as his neck grew ever so muscular.
Trailing her gaze lower, she noticed how tight his shirt was on him now, as his previously slim chest was now becoming more and more defined with powerful pecs which demanded to be shown off in every tight top imaginable with their raw strength. The sleeves of his shirt were straining under slowly growing biceps which seemed to flex larger and larger with every heart beat.
She gasped an “Oh my...” as her eyes trailed even further down. The plaid shirt was unable to hold Saul's growing form, so the buttons flew in all directions, showing off a carved six-pack which she knew wasn't there when they cuddled before. She resisted the urge to run her fingers down them and naming each muscle for her immature pleasure, as she saw his pants as well were straining too. Under the added pressure of much more muscle in his lower body, the cheap belt snapped like a thin twig to allow room from his increased mass. The jean's fly slowly unzipped as the pressure continued to build further, until the climax of a cock as thick as a red-bull can rocketed out and smacked hard against the newly formed six-pack.
Even more surprising, just as his jeans were starting to rip at his new muscular thighs, his outfit itself started to reform. The button-up shirt was quickly reforming itself into a tight, but still fitting, low cut white shirt which hung tightly to his defined muscles, hard nipples denting the fabric. The jeans seemed to melt into a tiny pair of speedos, which hid what he was packing poorly, as she could see every inch of the semi-hard erection which barely stayed inside the cloth's borders.
Saul's eyes open and Cristiana watched as the Vietnamese version of her wet dream got up and gave her a perfect white smile in the form of a grin, “Hey babe. What's up?”
Both shocked and terribly aroused, she didn't know what to make of this development, “Saul?”
“Yeah, I said what's up?” His dumb grin stayed there as he seemed unfazed at what had just happened with his body.
“Uh...” She pointed from his thighs to his hair, “What happened?”
He got up to casually stretch, allowing Cristiana to see the nearly half-foot he had grown, not to mention his new irresistible buns which packed so much muscle into that sexy bubble butt. Cristiana had to say this was the most pleasurable surprise of her life. He scratched his toned stomach, “I am not sure, I just remember you coming over. Shit did I fall asleep?”
Seeing how he was as clueless as she was, and didn't seem to care, Cristiana tried to relax and figure out what had happened for herself. If he seemed healthy and okay, than there was no hurry to worry about the sudden eye-candy she got. She looked at the bottle on the table, as Saul inexplicable started to do some exercises in front of her, which allowed his hunky body to go to work for her viewing pleasure.
She knew she was awake as everything was far too detailed, and honestly, she didn't think she could think of a dream as sexy as a muscle-man Saul doing some one-handed push-ups with ease. Looking at the booklet on the bottle, she read the sentence aloud, “Change your life with P.L. and forget your troubles.”
Thinking for a couple more moments, Cristiana gave some good advice to herself, “Fuck it. Saul?”
The man grunted as he looked up, “Yeah babe?”
“Can you please stand up?”
He dutiful did just that, his crotch right at her sitting eye level. She never was a big fan of staring at dicks, not really understanding why guys thought it was so necessary that girls utterly worship their shape and size. For her, like a lot of women, the eroticism from the penis came from what it represented and how it was used to bring ever so much pleasure to them. However, she did admit this was the biggest dick she had seen in real life, and couldn't help but trace the outline of it in the tiny banana hammock. It quivered ever so slightly to her touch, as more blood was pumped to grow the shaft further, showing its willingness to please who ever wanted it.
Saul looked down and gave a horny grin, “What are you thinking Cris?”
She felt in total control of the situation, which was the way she liked it. She hooked her fingers into the band on each side of his toned hips and slipped it down in one quick movement. A hairless shaft eagerly bobbed out to greet her and she instinctively bit her lower lip as her mind was consumed with dirty thoughts she usually kept very private. She stopped its slow circular motion by cupping its still sheathed cock head, which caused a low groan from her new man. Deducing that it was very sensitive, she played with the foreskin for a bit, as it was her first time playing with one.
Feeling her head being petted by Saul's powerful hand, she looked up to see his grin over his powerful looking pecs, “Are you going to tell me what you are thinking, or just, like, keep me waiting in suspense?”
Cristiana tilted her head, as her face changed from a quizzical look into one that just wanted to have some naughty fun. “You are fucking hot now Saul, but you still have that cute, sensitive guy personality. So sweet.”
He cocked his eyebrow, confused, “Uh thanks?”
“You are welcome. Now I kind of want to do something a little naughty here, so just stay still for a bit.” She looked left and right, still nervous that this might be some elaborate prank and gave the fat shaft's engorged head a lick from the bottom to the top of the head, the first time her mouth had ever touched a dick. She pulled back, her hand firm on the shaft.
She hummed a bit as she pondered her first taste of cock. It wasn't nearly as bad as she thought it would be, she always imagined cocks to taste rather sweaty and dirty, but really, it just tasted a bit salty from the pre-cum at the tip. Feeling braver, she pursed her lips and stuck the plumb sized head into her mouth, which plopped comfortably inside.
It was so large, but not overwhelmingly so. She felt so naughty and sexy right now, giving her stud a good cock-head sucking while she slowly rubbed the shaft of his now steel rod. She slowly and excitedly she felt every inch go between her comparatively small hands. Doing some quick calculations, she figured that the thing had to be at least 9-inches, like a damned flesh cucumber was attached to his crotch.
After managing to roll her tongue around the oversized tip, she pulled off with a loud *pop* which echoed around the apartment. She saw that Saul was still patiently waiting to see what she did next, dumb, horny grin and all.
It was now only a matter if she wanted to play a bit more, or get down to serious fantasy-fulfilling fucking.
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