Soul made his way back home later in the evening. He wasn't quite as relaxed as usual. It was quite unsettling to hear Black Star under report his own measurements. That definitely wasn't like him, especially with how often he took his measurements. He seemed pretty normal otherwise, so Soul wondered if something happened to Black Star to make him suddenly bigger.
All the while, he was oblivious to his own growth. When he got home, he took off his jacket just as it was about to tear off. On top of that, he had an incredible urge to jack off. Normally, he felt pretty in control of himself, and he usually only jerked off when he was bored, but this time was different. He felt like he needed to jack off. As he walked to his bathroom, he stripped down to his boxers, which were stretched obscenely, barely holding together.
As he made his way to the bathroom, he felt the seams burst, and a draft of air as his now massive package was finally freed from its prison. His pendulous balls wobbled and his chubby bounced as he got to the bathroom. His undies were more like a loin cloth now, with the waistband intact, and the fabric attempting to cover his junk. He put the puzzle pieces together and realized that he was indeed growing.
He got to the bathroom mirror, and saw all of his newly acquired muscle mass. Instead of letting it go to his head like any other guy, he shrugged it off, saying, "I guess I can't complain." Once Soul finished his inspection...
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