Becoming God-Like (Male version)

Your name is Andrew Lee. You are an 18 year old senior at your local high school. You are a short man, if the term "man" can even be applied to you. You have little muscle to speak of, weighing in at a light 85 lbs. On your best day, you could probably lift 35 lbs. You are bullied on a daily basis, so you keep your hair short. If you didn't, it would get caught and you would drown when the beefcake jocks gave you a swirly. At least your hung as a horse. Ha! Not even close! Your meat rod is more like a Slim Jim than a sausage. It stands shyly at 2" erect and 1" flaccid. It could never please a girl as it's only 5 cm in circumference. Your balls were the size of grapes. Your life isn't all storm clouds and thunder. You are extremely smart and handsome. You rest comfortably at the top of each of your classes, a solid 4.0 with an invite and a scholarship to Harvard. You make other guys jealous with your charming looks and your charismatic personality. You're a nice guy, volunteering at local animal shelters and soup kitchens. It's a mystery you haven't got a girlfriend. Never mind, it's no mystery. You were a spineless, short punching bag, and everybody knew it. Talking to girls was impossible. If you could muster up the courage to make an attempt, it was quickly snuffed out by another man, jealous of your looks and brains. To put it simply, you were lonely.

One night, you were up doing homework for yourself and those brainless jocks, you decide to go to the kitchen for a glass of cold water. You quietly creep down the hall, careful not to wake your mother. As you creep down the hall, you hear a voice coming from the dinning room area. As you bend your head around the corner, to your surprise you see your mother in a pink robe sitting at the dinning room table, wide awake. As you listen in to her conversation, you learn that she was speaking to some scientist on the other end of the phone. "This isn't what you said would happen" she quietly said, thinking you were asleep. "My son is a failure of your experiment. I wasted my life." Experiment? What experiment? She hung up the phone, and got up from her seat. You make a dash for your room, being quiet as possible. You wait for your mother to pass by your room, close her door, and crawl into her own bed. Deciding to take the opportunity you rush to the dinning room, and see your clumsy mother left a single light on above the table, papers loosely scattered on top. You pick one up and begin to read. To your absolute shock and dismay, you learn that you were the product of the GCP standing for the "God Creation Program". In the details, you read that a variety if genes were harvested from men and women around the world to create a child with power unbeknownst to man. Your mother, Rhonda Lee, was the surrogate woman with the most ideal genes to house the experiment. Unfortunately for her, the experiment destroyed her reproductive system, rendering her unable to reproduce after you. If you were to be a perfect child, what went wrong? Too tired to think, you get your water and get to sleep.

The next day, you sit in your 4th period class paying little to no attention, after all, you learned that you were the product of science and not nature. All too suddenly, you feel sick to your stomach. You stand up and run to the bathroom at full speed. In less than thirty seconds, you enter the male bathroom. It's empty, thank god. You proceed to throw up your entire stomach's contents into the toilet. You flush the toilet, considering yourself lucky for there to not be a jock to push your head into the disgusting toilet. You grudgingly move your self to the sink, washing your face and hands. You place both hands on the side of the sink, hunched over. You stare into the mirror when the oddest thing happens. Your eyes are blue, not the brown you had your entire life. You launch back, collecting your thoughts and closing your eyes. When you open them again, Your eyes are still a bright simmering blue. They were beautiful. That sickly feeling comes back again, and you dry heave. With nothing to get rid of, there was no mess on your face or surrounding area. Then it hits you, a burning sensation to replace the sickly one. You stand straight, and realize you are slowly but surely growing taller. You inch up, 5' 6", 5' 7". Faster now 5' 9", 5' 11", 6' 3", stopping at a tall 6' 6", taller than most, if not all, the jocks on the football team.

Your clothes are too small for you now, and they were about to get smaller again. You look into the mirror, muscle being added to your frame. You beef up, bigger and bigger. Soon you are bigger than any man in the school, excluding the weights teacher, that dude was SWOLE. Your biceps alone were 32" around. You had a very defined 8 pack and your pecs began to cover your view of your bare feet, having grown out of your shoes. After the growth had stopped, you were a the size of a lightweight body builder. You raise your arms and flex, shredding any remains of your shirt. You noticed your legs, powerful and large, 40" around. Your pants were holding on by a few threads, ready to give at anytime. Then it hits you, your cock begins to grow. It instantly stands up tall, further pushing your pants to their limits. It stretches out taller and thicker with each passing second. It stops at 5" erect. You felt a powerful aura radiated from it, yearning for pleasure, when another wave of growth hits you. Your balls, only the size of grapes, begin to enlarge. Feel them churn as all the newly created sperm swim around. When the growth stops, your testicles are the size of a golf ball each. It took every ounce of self control you had to mot release a breath taking orgasm. Just when you thought it was over, your cock grows some more, not satisfied with it's current size. it grows faster than before, pushing your pants further and further until... snap! your pants finally give way to your enlarging member. It grows and grows, 8", 9", 10", when will it stop? Did you want it to? It finally stops at a massive 1' in length and 1.5" in diameter, enough to give any woman a powerful orgasm just from the mere insertion of your powerful cock. You can contain it no longer, an insane orgasm grips you and you cum. Your sperm is launched from the head of your dick and hits the mirror in front of you. It's too much, you fall to your knees, still cumming. When you finish, you are stark naked, a cum splatter on the mirror, a small puddle in the sink itself, and a large mess on the floor.

You stand up tall, 6' 6", muscles that would put Sylvester Stallone to shame, balls that would allow you to cum for hours and a cock that can be beaten by no other. You clear your head, leaving any remaining orgasmic bliss. You feel a powerful sensation happening in your head. You quickly what was happening, you were becoming omniscient and omnipotent, as close as possible. You knew everything as it had happened, and were getting smarter with every second as you learned everything that was happening as it was happening. Confused yet? You were given the ability to do anything, except the logically impossible, and you couldn't affect free will. You knew what had happened to you recently, your genes had finally awoken.

DAMN! A hunger strike suddenly hit you, not to mention you were thirsty. After all, your body's cells can't divide that fast without some toll on your system. You need nutrients to replace what you lost from growing. You needed water because of all the sperm that was created. You spring forth an empty sink and drink from the tap. After drinking for two minutes strait, you stood tall, still hungry. Using your mind, you willed the cum mess away. You also gave yourself some new clothes to replace what was lost from growing. You chose a plain blue t-shirt to wear, black jeans, and cow boy boots to wear. With a powerful body, an even stronger mind, you set out to make the world a better place. After all, you were god now.