This choice: In the sanctity of his own home, his parents coming back from a dinner date. • Go Back...Chapter #5No place like home by: oldshep   Over the past few days, Marcus had been enjoying his new body. The new found strength he had was invigorating, he was kicking stronger than ever, getting compliments from nearly everyone on the team. Coach seemed to have back off a bit. Not only was football going well, but he felt confident about his academics as well, he was sharp and attentive in class, even the 8:30 ones. In short, Marcus was on the ball.
The one drawback he'd have to say was that with all his new blessings, came the increased horniness. Marcus wasn't one to masturbate, partially because he usually had no time, and partially he never felt particularly happy just beating off, scared of what fantasies he might have. But as of late, Marcus couldn't help but crank out a few wanks each night, splattering his jizz all over his laptop as he watched porn of all kinds; straight, gay, lesbians, even crazy shit that shouldn't be named. He just found everything appealing, but in particular, big girls and guys. He never really explored himself sexually, all he knew was that he liked the girls curvaceous like Alli and his guys built like David.
In the middle of his latest session, he was watching one particularly large dragon dude fucking the brains out of positively huge wolf. He felt dirty when he replaced the images of the two porn stars with David and Fang in his head. But the taboo just drove him further. That's when a message popped up from his messenger.
Hey stud. Enjoying yourself?
Marcus looked at the message. Who is this? he typed.
A
The kangaroo's heart stopped.
So how's that porn cumming along?
"Shit!" Marcus blurted out. He was being watched again! He was glad his parents were out, he wasn't allowed to swear in the house. In a panic he shut the blinds and peered down the hall outside his room. Was A in his house? Another beep came from his computer.
You won't find me. I'm too smart.
"What the fuck?" Marcus said under his breath. How was this possible, was there a camera somewhere? Was his room bugged? He started turning over every little thing in his room, trying to find a mini camera, a mic, anything. His laptop rang.
Are you done yet? Let's play a game.
Marcus bit his lip. He did want to grow bigger. But... what did A want? Okay, shoot. he typed.
Hmm. That porn was quite hot wasn't it? Don't you think a big kangaroo would've been hotter than that wolf?
The kangaroo gulped. Just where was A going with this?
Your parents are home.
Just then, Marcus' large ears picked up the front door opening, hearing his parents giggling as they entered. Oh, shit, he thought. Quickly he pulled on his underwear and jeans, throwing a top on quickly.
The kangaroo closed his browser, ending the movie of the dragon now cumming all over his wolf. There was a knock at the door before it swung open, his dad peeking in.
"Everything alright, bud?" his dad said.
"Yeah," Marcus stammered. He leaned lack, trying to look relaxed. "Everything's cool, dad."
The older kangaroo sniffed the air and cocked an eyebrow. He was no bloodhound but even he could smell Marcus' musky smell pervading the room. "Marcus," he sighed. "Get a boyfriend already."
"D-dad!" the younger kangaroo shouted, a blush creeping up on his face. He came out to his parents as a bisexual, they were more than supportive of him, saying he can love whoever he wanted. He was lucky to have parents that were so understanding, yet cursed to have ones so forward.
The older kangaroo just shrugged. "Hey, means you can stay over at his place instead of stinkin' up our house."
Marcus groaned. He could hear his mother coming up the stairs. "Derek, he's young. Let him have his fun." His mom popped her head into his room. "Whew!" she said, pinching her nose. "No porn, young man! Not paying for internet so you can get your rocks off."
"Mom!"
With that his mother smirked and closed the door. He could hear his parents making their way downstairs for their customary tea before bed. Marcus laid down on his bed. Why did his parents have to be so embarrassing? Before he could think further, he got another message.
Well, wasn't that interesting? You're dad's right. You need a boyfriend. Tell you what, you tell them David Matthews, that hunky, studly, blue dragon's your man, and I'll give you a little 'boost.'
No... Marcus was hungry for the growth, but he'd never tell his parents that. One, because he didn't really like David that way, or at least he hoped he didn't. Two, because he couldn't lie to his folks like that; they were... excitable folk. And three, every girl he's ever asked out had to come over for dinner. How was he going to accomplish that?!
It was decided. He wouldn't play. He closed his laptop and laid back. He didn't need to be super big, this new body of his was plenty big enough. And with that he turned off his lights and drifted off into a light sleep.
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Something roused Marcus from his sleep. He heard his room door closing.
"Mom? Dad? That you?" he said groggily.
Just then a gloved hand came up over his snout, a cloth held over his mouth and nose. As he began to lose consciousness, he saw the figure above him prick him with a needle of some sort, injecting some kind of liquid into his arm.
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Marcus' dream was tortured. He was a balloon, a disgusting blob of flab left sessile due to the enormity of his gut that spilled out. He tried to move, but his legs couldn't budge, the muscle lacking the strength to lift himself up. He could barely breathe, each breath ragged as he struggled just to supply his bod with enough oxygen just so he could take the next breath.
In this dream, David was there, and so was Allison. The two of them were massaging his fat, occasionally bringing a piece of rich food to his hungry lips.
"Oh Marc," David purred. "How did you get so big? You're so blubbery, I could just snuggle with you."
"Me too," said the dinosaur. The two of them, both huge scalies, looked small compared to Marcus' incredible size.
He tried to speak to them, but all he could do was whimper. This was just too gross. He was absolutely repulsed by what he had become. But they just kept feeling his flab, kept feeding him cake, pizza, and anything else made with butter, lard or grease.
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In the morning, Marcus felt horrible. He sat himself up and something instantly felt wrong. He felt so weak. Looking down, he realized his previous growth had been replaced with a new one. Gone were his swelling biceps, his bulging chest, even his crotch felt less adequate. It was all replaced by a light layer of pudge. His arms were weak, the fat rolling slightly as he shook his arm. He groaned as he looked at his chest, the start of manboobs evident. He lifted the band of his underwear and saw the sorry state of his genitals, they didn't shrink smaller than normal, but they were being swallowed up by the layer of fat on top.
Suddenly, his phone beeped. He got a text.
You shouldn't make me mad, Marc. Just look at what I can do to you. As you can see, I can do more than muscle. That's twenty pounds again, Marc. Though as you can tell, it's not exactly what you were looking for. Oh, by the way, check your desk.
The unfit kangaroo made his way to his desk, two pills lay on top of it. His cell rang again.
This was a warning, Marc. I won't be so forgiving next time. Call this one a charity. Just don't disappoint me again. 'Cause one way or another, I'm going to make you huge. You're my bitch now. -A
Marcus eyed the pills on his desk. If he took the pills, he'd probably get just as big as before. He could play this game, all he had to do was be obedient. But Marcus wasn't one to get played, he was a strong individual. If he took one pill, he'd be back to normal. He could put a stop to this madness. He could find out just who this A was and beat them at their own game. He picked up the pills and opened wide.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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