"Coming!" The other end of the door says, as it opens, and a girl with a chubby figure and a hoodie on walks out as she rubs her eyes. She looks a little tired, as if she either just woke up, or spent half a week being awake.
"Alright dude, I know I said you could come over any time but I-" She says as she opens her eyes, and came to look at who she believed to be her good friend Derek. Well, it was him, but she was just not aware of the current state he was in. That was of course completely on purpose as Derek looked down at her with a smug shit-eating grin on his face, his pecs hugging the new wider but still tight shirt he has on, with legs like tree-trunks and arms like rain-trails.
"Also good evening Alina." He says, as Alina looks up at him, and just, stands there with her mouth open. Derek just lets himself in, as she stands there stunned. He doesn't even wait for her to start asking, so he just comes in to explain immediately.
Alina was a content creator like him, but the difference between both of them was that she was first of all, a girl, second of all, a v-tuber, and third of all, a little more popular than Derek is. Still, an audience of 500 viewers on stream is still pretty good with the current content output on the web, even if she does not show her face like he does. Still, she feels a little bit insecure about her chubby looks, and prompts for the little PNG model. She and Derek grew up together, and both go to the same school as well. They had both gone into online content creation as a passion project hoping that either of them could pull it off, and she and him collab pretty frequently when they have the time. Although, of course, she was currently not planning in streaming anytime soon, as she listens to the story Derek is spinning her right now.
"Bullshit." She just says.
"Hey the proof is right in front of you isn't it?" Derek says back to her, flexing his arm as he still has that smug grin on his face.
"The proof here is that you just started taking anabolic steroids you fucking junkie. Can your dick even get hard anymore?" She was getting kind of annoyed with his behavior, that grin not helping. He didn't care, as he just chuckles.
"Oh that you don't have to worry about. Trust me." He then stands up and walks over to her, even at the same height it feels a lot more intimidating with the sheer volume of man that is now in front of Alinas face. She almost audibly gulps as she sinks into her chair. Derek then raises her shirt, showing off his rick hard abs towards her.
"Touch them." He just says.
"Fuck you." Alina says, a drop of sweat rolling down her face. She however did not resist him when his bulging arm slowly went down to her arm, and pulled her hand towards his abs. He just smiles as her hand feels over the hard ridges that are now on his stomach, as she begins to blush through her shirt.
"See, as real as can be, and I can show you the process as well." He tells her.
"What the fuck do you mean?" She says.
"Can I use your PC for a little bit my dear best of friends?" He asks in a playful but still very smug voice. She just rolls her eyes.
"Fine." She says, as they go to her computer.
Derek sat in her room, which was very colorful and very pink compared to his. Even though she wasn't on camera she did like to doll up her place for a bit. As he turned her computer on he noticed it was already on, and saw that she was working on a new model for her V-tuber system.
"Wow, did you make this one yourself?" He asks.
"You're not talking your way out of this Derek, show me your proof." She just responds with.
"Alright fine jeez, there, all of it." He says, as he shows her the website. Alina looks at it, and scoffs.
"Yeah fucking right. TheWebsite.mg? Really Derek?" She says almost a little, disappointed.
"Yes really Alina, why, let me show you." He says as he presses another option on the site. Alina rolls her eyes until she starts to hear, tearing...
Derek is still sitting in the chair, now, preparing for the pleasurable feeling his body is being filled with, as he starts to grunt and even moan in her chair. He leans back as Alina sees that his shirt is starting to become a little tighter, as his head was slowly rising in the air. As she watches again with her mouth agape he is rising and rising until his shirt slowly turns into a tanktop, showing off his rockhard abs along with his rockhard cock sticking out of his sweatpants that are riding up his ankles. After the transformation he gets up out of the chair and looks at her as she was now facefirst with his abs. He just smiles watching his friend internally panic as she looks up at him. He then takes her head with her hands and whispers...
"Lick them..." He says, moving Alina to his abs. She was scared and aroused, and couldn't help but obey, licking his ridges as he chuckles until she is finished.
"So, believe me now?" He says as he flexes, his now tanktop popping off, Alinas best friend now at least 7 feet tall standing over her, showing his new and improved body off.
"Yes, yes I do..." She says, as Derek smiles at her.
"Good, because I have a splendid idea right now."
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