Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 TITLE: Granted II
PART: Chapter 4
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: ped teen rom fant mff mfg mfffg piv 1st g1st f1st size cons
SUMMARY: Al's second day as a newly transformed stud leads to one of his
dreams come true.  This story is inspired by and set in the same world as
the story 'Grand Ted' by Zorlond.  The character 'Chantelle' belongs to
Zorlond and is used with his permission; all other characters are of my own
devising.  You can find Zorlond's story here:
https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Zorlond/Grand%20Ted/Grand%20Ted%20-%20Ch
apter%2001.txt NOTE: You do not have to read his story to understand and
enjoy this one, but as it is a good read, I highly recommend it.
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   When he woke up the next morning, the last vestige of doubt in Al's mind
finally accepted that his magnificent transformation was actually real. 
Somehow, he had magically turned into the alpha stud he'd always fantasized
of being!
   Naturally, the first thing he did was to take his massive morning wood
between his broad hands and jack off.  His experience in the shower
yesterday had informed him never to actually cum unless he was inside a
girl, lest he have an incredible mess to clean up; however, he was able to
effortlessly keep himself on that precipice right before that pivotal
moment of ejaculation, groaning bestially as he surfed the crest of his
pre-orgasmic pleasure again and again, for nearly half an hour.
   He then admired his incredibly massive shlong for a few moments before
letting it soften.  Even his balls, which swelled to cantaloupes when he
was erect, deflated, becoming 'merely' the size of oranges.  He had
measured himself with a sewing tape last night.  Flaccid, he was already
enormous: 7 inches around in girth, and 12 inches long.  Fully erect, he
was mind-bogglingly huge: 9 inches around (thicker than a coke can!) and
two full feet long!  He had no idea how he had managed to stuff the entire
thing inside Marsha Glass yesterday, but noted that that magical
capability, along with his exact penile measurements, were traits of his
fictional character Champion Prime.
That was when he realized that, despite having just woken up, he felt no
urge to go to the bathroom.  And it occurred to him that he'd never gone to
the bathroom yesterday either, other than that first time in the morning.
This was another trait of Champion Prime!  His physiology was able to
metabolize even 'waste' products.  Al had originally given his fantasy
character that trait, because he personally hated the fact that when he was
hard for too long, his bladder would be full and he'd have to soften to
deal with it.
   He got up out of bed though, chuckling ruefully again at how small the
mattress was for him now, took a shower (where he stroked his cockmeat yet
again), and got dressed.  After leaving the hospital yesterday, he had gone
out shopping for new clothes, armed with his parents' credit card.  It had
been a real hassle finding attire that would fit him, but he'd done it. 
Pants and shorts were the hardest; they had to have a sufficient waistline
and length, PLUS roomy enough crotches to comfortably ensconce his balls,
and loose enough leggings to accommodate his shlong hanging down one of his
pants legs.
   Shorts were even worse; he could only get ones that went to his knees or
lower, so that his cock wouldn't be dangling out.  He had major sympathy
for girls buying bras now; they seemed to go through similar problems.
   At any rate, he had acquired the necessary accoutrements, and donned a
tight red t-shirt (he had loved the way his too-small shirt yesterday had
accentuated his muscles, so he kept with that theme) over jeans.  He went
into Belle's room to borrow a pink scrunchie to collect his long luxurious
golden hair in a ponytail; he'd discovered to his chagrin yesterday, that
his hair got in the way of his vision when driving.  His mother had
suggested he cut it, but he was loath to do that.  Sure, it might end up
being more trouble than it was worth, despite how awesome it looked, but he
wanted to keep it, at least for a little while.  Besides, Belle had long
hair, and she dealt with it just fine.
   He called the Knass residence.  "Hey, Ms.  Knass," he greeted his
crush's mother when she picked up.
   "Oh hello, Al, we were just talking about you.  Did everything check out
yesterday?"
   He grinned broadly.  "Sure did.  I can come over today if you want."
   "That would be great, I know the girls will love that," Ms.  Knass
agreed.  "I'll be out of the house today, but the girls will let you in."
   "Awesome," Al enthused.  "Um, one thing.  I've, uh, sorta changed a bit.
Physically.  Might want to warn Kristin and Erin."
   "New haircut?"
   "Something like that," he nodded.
   "Okay," the woman laughed.  "I'll be sure to let them know.  There's
plenty of cookies leftover from yesterday waiting for you too!"
   He thanked her and hung up as he went downstairs.  He couldn't wait till
his fuckbuddy Belle got home from summer camp in a couple of weeks; then
he'd have unfettered access to pussy around the clock again!  For now, he'd
would definitely enjoy his crush and her younger sister.  He looked forward
to seeing how they'd react to his new physique and wondered - hoped - if
they'd be as sexually excited by him now as Marsha Glass had been
yesterday.
   "Can I take the car over the Knass place, Mum?" he asked her.  She was
making herself a sandwich in the kitchen.
   She looked at him with some concern.  "I don't know, what if something
happens to you?"
   Al tried not to roll his eyes.  "All the tests came back healthy
yesterday, Mum.  The doctor even used the phrase 'healthiest person i've
ever seen', remember?"
   "But the appointment with all the specialists don't start till tomorrow,
honey.  What if there's something that we don't know about yet?"
   He put his hands on her shoulders, amazed at how much he towered over
her; previously he only been slightly taller.  "Mum.  I'm fine.  I promise.
If I start feeling, I dunno, woozy or anything, I'll call you right away."
   She considered.  "Alright, Al.  Be careful.  Love you."
   "Love you, Mum!" He hugged her goodbye and grabbed the keys to the van.
The driver's seat, as he had discovered to his good fortune yesterday, went
back just far enough to comfortably accommodate his legs.  He didn't want
to try driving the sedan his parents owned, though!
   It was a short drive to the Knass residence, just a few neighborhoods
over, and as he pulled into the drive, he realized his heart was pounding,
half with nervousness, half with excitement.  He had dreamed of Kristin
throwing herself at him for so long; would she actually do so today?
   He walked up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the bell.  An
excited 'Coming!' floated through the door to him, and a few moments later,
the door swung open to reveal Erin, Kristin's 14 year old sister.  Although
it was Kristin upon whom Al had had a huge crush for a few years now, Erin
was incredibly cute herself, with straight light brown hair that turned
into ringlets around her shoulders, a baby face, and light blue eyes.  She
had tiny tits that barely swelled through the fabric of her tank top, and
her short shorts hugged her bum closely, and revealed her long tan legs.
   "AL?!" she blurted incredulously, upon seeing him.  Her eyes roved up
and down his newly tall and muscular form in disbelief, and with mounting
excitement he could see the heightened interest in her eyes, although it
had been clear to him for a while that she'd had a crush on him.  It was
definitely him, though, she could tell by his face, even if the rest of him
was different.  "Did you shoot up on steroids or something?  You look
GOOD."
   "No," he flushed, and had the pleasure of watching Erin shiver slightly
as his new baritone washed sensuously over her teenage skin.  "Don't know
what happened.  Woke up this way yesterday.  It's why I didn't come over,
Mum took me to the ER to find out what was happening."
   "You didn't need a doctor for that," Erin quipped.  "My diagnosis is:
unbelievably sexy!" She clapped a hand over her mouth, as if surprised by
her own daring, and giggled.
   Al blushed.  "Thanks."
   The girl abruptly remembered that he was still standing on the porch,
and ushered him in.  "So did they find out what happened?  Here are the
cookies we made yesterday, help yourself!" Al begun munching on a delicious
chocolate-oatmeal-peanut-butter cookie, and told Erin what he knew, which
was mostly nothing.
   The teen girl's eyes were dreamily wandering his body, obviously not
hearing everything he was saying, and she jerked to herself when he
concluded and asked, "So where's Kristin?"
   "She's still sleeping," Erin said carelessly.  "So, um...do you think
you could take off your shirt?  And let me feel your muscles?" Her face was
beet red, with both embarrassment and desire, and Al's visage matched hers.
   "Sure," he replied, and pulled the shirt over his head, savoring the
expression on Erin's face as his chiseled pecs and abs and biceps came into
full, uninhibited view.  The young teen came over, mesmerized, and gingerly
put her hand on his upper arm.  He flexed his biceps a bit beneath her soft
warm touch, and she giggled breathlessly.  Emboldened, she began stroking
his arm and chest, feeling his sculpted muscles and clearly very taken with
them.
   With both hands now, she began exploring his body, every chiseled
crevice, and finally a hand went daringly down to his crotch.  Her eyes
widened as she felt his gently pulsing member.  "Holy geezus, what do you
have down here, Al?"
   He grinned, his face warm with excitement.  "Wanna see?" He unzipped his
fly and pulled down his pants, and Erin squeaked in astonishment, her eyes
filling with a ravenous hunger as she beheld his thick long cockmeat, which
swayed gently between his legs, hanging all the way to his knees.
   "I've never seen a guy's dick before," she said breathlessly, her eyes
riveted to his gigantic dangling slab.  "I mean, I saw pictures in sex ed
but...I didn't know they were that big!"
   "They're not," Al grinned proudly.  "I'm special."
   She tittered.  "You definitely are!" She paused a moment.  "Al, I, um, I
already liked you..." She flushed as she admitted this.  "...but I like you
even more this way!"
   "I like you too," he grinned at the cutie.
   "You like Kristin," she said, twisting her lip.
   He blushed.  She KNEW?  "I like lots of girls," he admitted.
   "You pervert," she laughed.  "Can I join your harem then?" Her soft hot
hands began stroking his cock, and he groaned, a deep bass sound of
pleasure that rumbled pleasurably through her body.  "Have you ever had sex
before?" She wasn't looking at his face anymore, her eyes completely
hypnotized by his massive shlong, which was beginning to swell even
further, lengthening and thickening, as well as hardening and rising before
her awed vision.
   "With two girls," he said, his deep voice thick with pleasure and
excitement.
   "Then I'm gonna be the third," she informed him, or rather his cock. 
"Did either of those girls suck you off?"
   "The first one," he said, smiling to remember Belle's love of sucking
his cock.  Boy, was she ever going to be surprised and delighted by his
transformation!
   "I'm gonna suck it too!" Erin grinned, and lowered her mouth upon his
huge knob.  Somehow, by whatever magic powered his incredible new physique,
she was able to wrap her lips completely around it, slowly engulfing more
and more of his mammoth cock in her mouth...and even slip it down her
throat.  He was holding the base of his cock, pushing it down so that it
would remain close enough to her head height for her to swallow, and was
astonished and gratified that she miraculously never experienced a gag
reflex, but kept hungrily swallowing down more and more of his thick length
down her tight teen throat.
   As her nose buried itself in his thick golden pubic curls, she quivered
with orgasmic pleasure, her body shaking and her arms flailing as her
scream moaned out around his fully-engulfed cock.  Her throat was obscenely
bulged out from his girth, and from instinct driven by pleasure, Al began
face-fucking her, pulling his hips back to slam forward inside her mouth
and throat, getting himself off with this 14 year old girl's horny
climaxing fucktunnel.
   Her body spasmed around him, her drool flying everywhere as he grunted
like an animal, using the fantastically orgasmic young teen's throat like a
wasted rag, and then he was bellowing his triumph as he let himself go, his
massive nuts clenching.  His cock lurched even harder inside her
fucktunnel, bodily jerking Erin this way and that, as he spewed hot raunchy
fuckslop deep inside her thoroughly ravished throat.
   "What-- Al?!  Erin?!"
   He was scarcely aware of the new voice greeting them with astonishment,
as he pumped Erin's climaxing tummy full of his seed, endless volumes of it
that went on for ages, literally five minutes of jizzing and jizzing and
jizzing before this new spectator's awestruck eyes.  It seemed far too much
for Erin to hold, but she eagerly swallowed it all down, without any
choking whatsoever, her eyes crossed with the intensity of her pleasure at
being used as his personal cum receptacle.
   As he pumped his last spurt into the 14 year old girl, his eyes focused
enough to see Kristin standing in the doorway, her mouth agape, her eyes
dilated with desire and shock in equal measure.  The girl upon whom he'd
had a major crush for 3 years was two weeks shy of her 17th birthday, and
had an even cuter babyface that her younger sister's.  Her eyes were the
same light blue, but her hair was a golden-brown amber that flowed in loose
waves down her back.  She had small tits as well, but they were more
prominent than Erin's, by virtue of her extra years in age.
   Al's spirit was surging with confidence and lust and afterglow, and
could not possibly be embarrassed in this moment.  "Good morning, Kristin,"
he greeted his crush, watching delightedly as she shivered with a tiny
spasm of pleasure from hearing his incredible new baritone.  "Erin told me
she likes me.  And I like her.  I like you too.  Will you go out with me?"
He looked down at Erin, who was slowly working herself dazedly off his
cock. "Will you both go out with me?"
   Kristin had her mouth open to respond, but her words were forestalled
when she realized how massive Al's cock was, as Erin kept pulling and
pulling back, until his cockknob - fully two feet away from his body -
popped out of her mouth with a wet 'gluh' of utter satisfaction.  "Omigod,
omigod, Al," Erin was panting, utterly overcome with her afterglow.
   Kristin's mouth worked for a while, before she finally managed to say,
"You're HUNG!"
   Al burst out laughing, filled with so much delight and pride.  "Yup!" he
affirmed.
   "Were you always hung, or did it come with the muscles?  It's not
steroids, is it?"
   "No, it's not steroids," he said.  "I don't know what it is.  But
steroids don't make dicks bigger, and if it was steroids, my balls would be
tiny." He explained what little he knew, as Erin licked his huge dick
kittenishly, as if it was perfectly normal for her sister to be conversing
naturally with the half-naked young man she has just sucked off.
   "Yes," Kristin said after his explanation.
   "Huh?" He arched his eyebrow.
   Kristin grinned, but her eyes were glued to his cock.  "Yes, we'll be
your girlfriends.  Right, Erin?" Her younger sister nodded eagerly, and Al
whooped with glee.  "Now, since Erin got to suck your dick first, you
better fuck me first, eh?" Al's cock throbbed madly with her proposition,
and both girls giggled.
   "Sounds fair," Erin said seriously, her eyes dancing with humor and
lust.
   "Um..." Al scratched his head, uncertain that he should bring this up at
this juncture.  "Are y'all on the pill?"
   "Since I started high school," Kristin nodded.
   "Since Mum found out I have a crush on you," Erin giggled.  "She said I
should be on it in case I seduced you." She and Kristin squealed with
laughter at the incredulous look on his face.  "Looks like she was right!"
   "Come on," Kristin grabbed him by his hand and began dragging him
upstairs to her bedroom.  Erin stood up on her own wobbly legs and dragged
him by his other hand.  He chuckled delightedly and let himself be pulled,
stepping out of his pants on the kitchen floor to walk through the house
half-naked.
   As they pulled him into Kristin's bedroom, the girls began shucking
their clothes and pulling off his shirt.  He felt them up during the
process, both in awe that this was actually happening, and delighted that
it was.  Their skin was smooth and luscious and perfect, and their tits
were so small and perky and beautiful.  He pulled them both into his arms,
able to easily wrap his arms around them both, and kissed Kristin
passionately, as he had dreamed of doing for years.  She moaned, cupping
his cheek with her hand and making out fervently with him in return.
   The sensation was heady, intoxicating, as he made out with her - and not
only that, but they were both naked and about to consummate their
relationship!  And furthermore, his crush's cutiepie of a little sister was
there too!  Erin was nibbling on his muscular chest as he made out with
Kristin, and both girls' hands were stroking his cock, which was pulsing
and swelling once more into a beast even more massive than it already was
when flaccid.
   Kristin pulled him onto the bed atop her, and moaned happily, eyelids
fluttering, as she felt his muscular weight crush her into the mattress. 
His bloated knob found the entrance to her steaming virginity, and he
pushed in.  Kristin arched with delight, her slick hot teen cunt both
incredibly soft and incredibly tight around him as her pussy sucked him
welcomingly inside her.
   "Unnnghhh, god, Kristin," he groaned, and her reply was incoherent
moans. They began heaving their bodies together, desperate for each other's
love, as his phenomenally massive two feet of cock somehow fit all the way
inside her, the fat cantaloupes that were his nuts squelching against her
little teen ass.  They grinded together, before beginning a cadence of
fucking, her body bucking up into his as he pistoned inside her luscious
dripping twat.
   Erin wasn't idle, but was stroking his body all the while, with one hand
frigging her own teen snatch.  Al's long golden hair fell about his face as
he fucked his crush, making sweet hot sensual love to her as she writhed
beneath him.  He was so tall now, that her face was beneath his chiseled
chest as they fucked, and she sucked devoted hickeys onto him while
throwing her hips up into his every thrust.
   It wasn't long before Kristin's gorgeous young body locked up in
powerful orgasm, and Al grunted as her cunt tugged relentlessly on him.  He
began pounding her furiously now, extending and heightening her climax as
she flopped and flailed beneath him, overwhelmed by ecstasy.  Her shrieks
of delight pierced the house, until she lost her voice, gasping breathless
pants of guttural rapture, as Al fucked and fucked and fucked her,
pistoning nonstop at high speeds.  His massive nuts slapped wetly into her
ass over and over, as his immense cock warped and deformed her hot slippery
tunnel into paroxysms of bliss.
   Then he let himself go, and bellowed as his lurching slab of meat began
spewing geysers of spunk into her thoroughly deflowered cunt. 
Miraculously, as Marsha Glass's pussy and Erin's mouth had done, Kristin's
cunt devoured every drop of his spunk.  The only fluids that leaked from
her pussy were her own copious nectar, as Al jizzed and jizzed inside, well
over five minutes, overcome with ecstasy from nutting inside his crush, now
his girlfriend.
   "Wow," Erin breathed with shock as she watched the two lovers come down
from their shared high.  "Do that to me!" Al chuckled, and pulled out of
Kristin's ravished twat, thus allowing her to begin to recover from her
climax, as aftershocks twitched through her sweaty teenage form.
   Erin lay back on the bed beside Kristin, spreading her legs wide and
pulling up her ankles to her head, so that her nether lips bared her
dripping wet pinkness.  Where Kristin's muff was trimmed, Erin's was
lightly fuzzed, clearly not finished growing in yet.  Al bent to lick
Erin's cunny briefly, sending shuddering waves of bliss rolling through
her. "Teaaaase," she whined, huffing in excitement.  "Fuck me already,
boyfriend!"
   And he did, sliding into her virgin 14 year old snatch and sending
orgasm after orgasm spiraling through her before exploding inside her. 
Afterwards, although he was not tired at all (either sexually or
physically), he enjoyed simply cuddling, as they dozed lightly in his arms,
one girl on either side, on Kristin's bed.  His new frame was so large and
their bodies so comparatively tiny, that his muscular arms were able to
reach to their asses, groping those succulent little globes with his hands
as they murmured in senseless afterglow.  Their hands rested delicately on
his chest, their heads nested in his shoulders, pillowed by their hair.
   It was so lovely and beautiful and sweet, that Al's heart burst with
something very like love.  He lay there happily, snuggling them, until
Kristin came around a half hour later.  She raised her head for a kiss, and
he made out with her for a few long minutes, before she said, "So.  Now
that we're boyfriend and girlfriend...you need to ask Lynn Hope out too."
   Al blinked in surprise.  Lynn was his other major crush.  "What?" he
said, a little stupidly, and was treated to the delightful sound of his 16
year old girlfriend giggling.
   "I know you like her, too," Kristin said.  "It's obvious.  Everyone
knows you've liked me and her for ages." Al flushed.  "You're a nice guy,
Al, we've always thought you were cool, and would have gone out with you
any time you'd asked."
   "Well damn," he muttered, "I shouldn't have waited so long."
   "Nope," Kristin laughed.  "After prom, when you started working up the
nerve to talk to us both more, Lynn and I got together and made a pact."
   "What was that?" he arched his eyebrow interestedly.
   "Whichever one of us you wound up asking out first, the other one would
go out with you.  We've been planning to double-team you." She laughed at
the dumbstruck expression on his face.  "And that was BEFORE you had this
amazing transformation.  You didn't have to be a stud to get us to like
you...but I must say, it's a definite bonus." They chuckled together, and
he kissed her again.
   "I guess I should go over to Lynn's place later," he mused, his heart
floating with happiness.
   "No, you can see her NOW," Kristin insisted, her eyebrows waggling.  "I
can't wait to see how she reacts to you now, and then we can both bed you
at the same time!" His cock stirred, pulsing between his legs.  "Erin and
I'll stay here...I need to do some tutoring with her since she distracted
you from that."
   He grimaced.  "Sorry."
   "Nah, don't be, stud," she patted his cheek.  "Mum knows it wasn't
really about the tutoring anyway, it was just Erin crushing on you.  She
always thought you'd make a good match for either of us."
   "Or, as it turns out, both of you," Al grinned.
   "Perv," she said fondly, and kissed him again.
   So it was, an hour later - after using Kristin's shower - Al found
himself at the mall.  He walked into the ice cream parlor and beheld his
gorgeous blonde crush standing behind the counter.  Her long blonde curls
were in a ponytail, and she wore a striped apron as she dished out ice
cream to an elderly couple.  Long bangs fell over her forehead, shading her
bold blue eyes.  She had a dimple in her left cheek when she smiled, and
her nose was a tiny button.
   That dimple appeared as she looked up when Al walked in.  Her smile was
at first a friendly one, the sort she gave all her customers.  Then it
perked up into great interest as she realized what a handsome stud she was
seeing.  Then her expression turned into a mixture of shock and delight as
she realized she was looking at Al Charleston.
   "Al?" the 17 year old girl said incredulously, forcibly dragging her
eyes up to his face.
   "Hey Lynn," he smiled, and told her of his mysterious transformation. 
He was hypnotized by her fascinated expression, and her scent intoxicated
him, as always.
   "So," she said finally, "the first thing you did after becoming He-Man
was to cart yourself here and show me?" Her tone was slightly teasing.
   "Second thing," he chuckled.  "First thing I did was go to Kristin
Knass's house." Lynn's eyebrow perched, and he grinned.  "She's my
girlfriend now.  So is her sister Erin," he added, blushing somewhat
bashfully.
   "I guess He-Man can have any girl he wants, huh?  How many girlfriends
are you going to have?"
   He looked her fully in the eye, drowning in her azure oceans.  "At least
three."
   Lynn's face flushed, not with embarrassment but with heat.  "Kristin
told you, huh?"
   "Yep," he nodded.  "Will you go out with me too, Lynn?"
   "Twist my arm, why don't you," she smiled, and lay her hand on his
muscular arm.  "Of course, I will, Al.  Kristin probably already told, but
I would've gone out with you even before you used the power of Greyskull.
My shift finishes in a couple hours.  Will you wait for me?"
   "Sure," he grinned, and bent his head down.  She leaned her head back,
and he tasted paradise briefly as he kissed her soft warm lips.  A little
purr shivered through her, and he lingered only a moment, before making
himself pull back.  She stood there in a slight daze for several seconds,
before jerking to herself.
   "Wow, Al," she giggled.  "I didn't know you could kiss like that!"
   "Neither did I," he quipped, and she laughed.  He went and sat at one of
the food court tables outside the ice cream parlor, watching Lynn as she
worked.  They caught others' gazes more than once, grinning happily.  Lynn
was clearly floating on clouds as much as he was.
   "Hey, handsome." He was distracted from his reverie as a pair of college
girls - college girls!  - stopped by his table.  They were wearing short
shorts and tight skimpy tops that accentuated their hips and tits
perfectly.
   "Uh, hi," he said, a little bewildered.  "Can I help you?"
   "Oh, I should think so," one of the girls, with short black curls, said,
smirking.  "You should come by our sorority sometime.  We'd love to have a
stud like you around.  How's now sound?"
   He blinked, utterly dumbfounded.  "Er...I'm waiting on a girl, sorry. 
But, um, thanks."
   "Too bad," she tossed her curls carelessly, but he could tell she was
disappointed.  "Claire, write our info down." The blonde girl next to her
pulled out a sticky note pad and scribbled something down before handing it
to him, which he took wordlessly.  "Just ask for Janet," the black-haired
girl said.  "Hope to catch you around, stud."
   He watched them sashay off, before looking down at the sticky note. 
There was a phone number, with the words 'Beta Kappa Pi' written beneath.
He goggled at it.  Had he just been invited to hang out, and probably more,
with a sorority of hot college girls?
   He was still staring at the number, when he was interrupted by another
girl.  "Hey dude, look lively." He looked up to see a younger girl, maybe
around Erin's age or a bit younger, standing in front of him with a hand
cocked on her hip.
   "Uh, hi," he said.
   "You think she's cute?" the girl said, thrusting out her arm at a gaggle
of her like-aged friends, who all giggled.
   He didn't know which girl she meant, but they were all definitely cute,
so he nodded.  "Yeah.  For sure."
   "Good.  She thinks you're cute too.  Why don't you ask her out?"
   "Er..." He flushed.  "I'm actually waiting for a girl right now."
   "You exclusive?" the girl asked without missing a beat.
   "Well, not exactly--"
   "Is she good with threesomes?"
   "Um--"
   "Maybe later," the girl said.  "You got a pen?" Without waiting for a
reply, she pulled a pen out of her purse and scribbled several things down
on a scrap of paper.  She passed it to him, and walked off, tossing over
her shoulder, "I'm good with threesomes, and I think you're cute too."
   The gaggle of girls laughed and blushed as the girl rejoined them, and
they all shot several lusty looks his way, before moving on.  Al finally
looked down at the scrap sheet of paper, and saw a collection of a
half-dozen names and phone numbers.
   The next hour went that way.  Girl after girl, of varying ages, stopped
by Al's table to ask him out.  And they were all girls that he found
especially cute and pretty too!  The youngest was an almost-8 year old girl
who asked him to come to her birthday party, and the oldest was a 25 year
old girl with boobs each half again the size of her head who offered to pay
him for sex.
   The table was littered with scraps of paper filled with names and phone
numbers, and Al just stared at them, a bit bemused by it all.  He looked up
to watch Lynn again, and next time he caught her gaze, she laughed at him,
as he shrugged helplessly.  She had clearly seen everything.
   "Al?!" A new voice, but with a tone that was rapidly becoming very
familiar, greeted him, and he turned from looking at Lynn to see none other
than the 11 year old brunette Katie, who was Belle's best friend.
   He explained his mysterious transformation in what was becoming a very
well-practiced speech, as Katie watched with wide eyes.  Her eyes weren't
still, flitting constantly back and forth over every inch of his
musculature as she took a seat at the table across from him.
   "Maybe it's magic," Katie offered, still roving her gaze all over his
body.  Al scoffed, then reconsidered.  What else could possibly explain it?
"Belle says she believes in magic," Katie added.
   "She does?" Al asked, surprised.  His redheaded cousin-lover had never
mentioned that to him.
   "Yeah, she told me about a month ago," Katie shrugged.  "I don't know
why.  I miss her."
   "Me too," Al agreed.  Belle had been at an out-of-state girls' summer
camp for two weeks, and it would be another two weeks before she came home.
There was no internet at the camp, only a phone call home each week, and
Al's parents had already decided not to freak Belle out with the news of
Al's strange transformation till she came home.
   "Did she..." Katie seemed a bit uncertain about what she wanted to say,
as she tucked a brown curl behind her ear, "did she ever tell you about
me?"
   Al frowned, not sure what the preteen girl was getting at.  "Well, sure,
I know you're her best friend and all, ever since third grade."
   "No, I mean--" Katie paused, and took a deep breath.  "I have a crush on
you." Al blinked, but before he could formulate any coherent response,
Katie continued, the words tumbling out of her.  "I know you're already
sleeping with Belle, and I know you have crushes on other girls, but if you
could just date me too--"
   "Katie," he interrupted her with a soft smile.  "You're very beautiful,
smart, and nice.  I would love to date you." She lit up, and impulsively
surged from her chair to hug him.  He was surprised by how nice her body
felt in his, and how good her hair smelled as she clutched him.
   "Thankyouthankyouthankyou," she blurted, pulling back to beam at him.
   "I'm waiting for Lynn Hope to get off work right now," he said gesturing
to the ice cream parlor, "but I can ask her if she minds you coming with us
too." Katie blushed, but nodded fervently.  He got up and took her hand,
marveling at how small it was in his newly broad grasp, and led her into
the ice cream parlor, where he introduced her to Lynn.
   "Figures that of all the girls soliciting you, at least one should get
lucky," Lynn quipped.  She smiled at Katie.  "Sure thing, hon, we can
double-date He-Man today!  You know he has two other girlfriends besides us
already, right?"
   "Yeah," Katie giggled.  "What's He-Man?"
   "Wow," Lynn laughed.  "Old cartoon.  Corny as heck.  Normal guy gets
transformed into super action hero by magic."
   "Oh, so it's a cartoon about Al," Katie said without missing a beat. 
Both teens roared with laughter, and Katie joined in a moment later,
finally at ease.
   Al and Katie went back out to site at the table, and chatted for the
rest of Lynn's shift.  Katie clambered into his lap, leaning back into him
and purring happily as they did so, and Al relished the feel of her hot
little body nestled into him.  He was now at four girlfriends - five if you
counted Belle, which he certainly planned to once she got home - and
counting.  He couldn't believe his good fortune.  If his new physique - so
very like that of his stories' protagonist Champion Prime - had pheromones
like those of Champion Prime, that would definitely explain why he was
constantly being hit on by hot girls who were more than willing to share.
There couldn't be that many girls so shallow as to want him only for his
looks...could there?  (With the possible exception of the busty 25 year old
who wanted to pay him for sex, perhaps.) And Belle, Kristin, Erin, Lynn,
and Katie had all liked him even before his amazing transformation!
   Lynn joined them when she got off work, and each girl took one of his
arms as they strode through the mall, chatting and laughing.  They ate at a
fast food place in the food court, and Lynn suggested a Disney movie that
was currently showing in theaters.  Katie expressed enthusiasm for the
idea, and Al didn't care, so long as he remained in the company of these
two hotties.
   So he found himself at the back row of a dark theater, with two girls
making out with him and stroking his boner for an hour and a half of
delirious ecstasy.  Katie's preteen eagerness was infectious, and Lynn's
kisses were intoxicating and heady.
   When they walked out of the theater, Lynn whispered, "I don't know if
Katie's ready, but I definitely want to make love with you, Al.  God, I've
never been so hot before."
   Katie overheard, "Heck yes I want to have sex with him.  I've only
fantasized about it for two years." Lynn chuckled, and Al gaped.
   "We can go to my place," Lynn said.  "My parents are out of town, so
we'll have the house to ourselves.  We should swing by Kristin's place and
pick her up too.  And Erin," she remembered, "since you're dating her too.
You perv," she slyly teased him, "dating a pair of sisters."
   "Oh, he's worse than that," Katie giggled.  "He's boning his cousin!"
Lynn guffawed in surprise, and Al blushed.  "I can't wait till she sees
you, Al, she's gonna go nuts over you."
   The day had already been memorable in so many ways, but nothing could
top the way it ended: Al, in bed with four luscious girls ranging in age
from 11 to 17, all naked and draped over him.  They had made love for hours
upon hours, late into the wee hours of the morning, as Al brought them to
screaming orgasm over and over with his enormous cock.  Making love with
Lynn had been the best, the girl upon whom he had crushed the longest, ever
since he was ten years old, and their joining had been sweet and wild and
passionate - yet fucking the other three girls had been no less fantasic.
   He had fucked their formerly virgin pussies again and again, pumping
load after load into each of them, till they had all passed out, exhausted
from sexual exhilaration, and at last he drifted off too, surrounded by
luscious female flesh, with a broad smile on his face.
   **********
   DISCLAIMER: This is always implicit in my stories, but let me make it
explicit.  I in no way condone any sexual or illegal activities with minors
in real life.  In real life, young boys and girls are not equipped,
emotionally or mentally or physically, for sexual activity.  My stories,
even those taking place in a 'realistic' setting, are pure fantasy in that
the fictional children inhabiting my stories are completely capable of
mature sexual love and lust.
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