Pool Party

Menacingly Kyle took two steps towards you. Now you realise he is at least 5 Inches taller than you. A man of giant statue with blond hair and chillingly cold blue eyes,
If you had known Kyle any better, you would’ve chosen a more carefully approach to get him away from Tara. In your brief flash of jealousy, you seriously misjudged things. Being a close friend of Tara led you to assume that this would just end the dialogue with a few laughs on Kyle’s expense, because Tara usually despised aggressive or violent people. But neither gentleness nor self-restraint was Kyle’s outstanding property. In fact he was rightly feared for his aggressiveness and foul temper, the reason for his presence at the party was far more superficial. From Tara’s point of view – and most of the woman at the party completely agreed with her- Kyle made up for his lack of manners and intellect with his looks. The tall Kyle had a body that invited women to dream. Not an ounce of fat was on his broad athletic frame and his noble, beautiful face betrayed nothing of his impulsiveness. Last but not least, the impressive bulge in his crotch area revealed that really everything on him was well above average size, a fact his bathing trunks rather emphasised than hiding it.
The very same bathing trunks made a strange stretching noise the moment Kyle’s left hand darted forward and closed around your neck like a steel clasp. Quickly he grabbed the water pistol from your grasp with his other hand.
“Well, I think this joke was not funny!” he yelled. His beautiful features suddenly distorted in a mask of rage.
Tara took two steps backwards in shock. The noise of the Party around died instantly. Everyone looked at you wriggling helpless in Kyle’s merciless grasp. With both hands you try to loosen his grip, but you could just as well try to bend a steel-girder with bare hands. His strength is unbelievable. Shocked whispers whizzed, but you and Kyle are the only ones, who didn’t realise their true source. Kyle because he was too transfixed on punishing you, actually he was so determined on revenge he completely faded out the incredible warm sensation coursing through his body, mistaking it for righteous anger, you were too busy struggling to breath to acknowledge Kyle’s changes everyone else was witnessing in awe.
Slowly but steady Kyle was growing larger. The already impressive bulge in his loin region had started to swell larger the moment he approached you, increasingly testing the stress limits of his bathing trunks, which occasionally made pitiful groans and ripping sound coming from overstressed seams. The contours of his massive – increasingly becoming more massive – cock and expanding balls became more evident by the second. His already well-developed muscles gained mass every fraction of a second, while his head slowly raised skywards. The waist-band struggled with his enormous hips, while his thighs inflated to proportions of tree-trunks.
“Actually, I’m not the slightest bit amused!” Kyle boomed, still unaware of the changes, despite the fact he had just hit the seven feet mark and nearly doubled his already impressive muscle mass. Incredibly as it was, it made him appear even more athletic instead of bloated. With a reddened face he kept glaring at you wildly. Overburdened fabric surrendered and was shredded by massive muscles and the largest cock the world had ever seen, even in flaccid state. His testicles were the size of ripe oranges. Only sad remains of a still struggling waistband and some shreds of fabric, resting on massive muscles, remained. Obscured by his massive arm beneath for chin, you notice the changes for the first time. Your eyes widen in speechless horror, when Kyle raised the water-gun.