The Growth Game

“What the fuck do you want?” Austin growled at his roommate. He couldn’t believe he was stuck with the pussy. All year he’d been made to feel like he couldn’t stay out late because his roommate would be in bed by ten. 

“I just wanted to play a game,” Trevor said. He held out a headset for Austin to take. 

“I’m busy,” Austin grunted. He turned over in his bed and went back to looking at his phone. His girlfriend hadn’t texted him in a while and he was getting a little worried. 

“Don’t look too busy,” Trevor grinned. “Just one game. It’s really easy to play. I made it with you in mind.”

Austin didn’t know what that meant. The jock clearly didn’t like Trevor. He’d purposefully made sure to spend as little time in his room as possible. But with midterms coming up, no one wanted to hang out. He’d already been to the gym today. And there was no way he was going to get caught drinking by himself on a Tuesday. “Fine,” he groaned as he took the device. “What’s it supposed to be?” 

Trevor put the VR device over his head. “It’s really easy. Once we get started you’ll see.” 

“Alright?” Austin said. Looking into the screen he could see the start menu. The cursor hung over, ‘Start.’ Blinking clicked the button and it said that it was waiting for the other player. “Are you ready?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Trevor pressed start as well. In an instant the two bodies fell lifeless in their positions. Austin was still lying on his bed, while Trevor had taken a seat. He knew that this was going to happen. Right now their lives were bond together. The game had pulled everything about their lives together into the console and they wouldn’t be able to move until the game was over. 

“The Hell was that?” Austin questioned as he looked over his avatar. It was surprisingly realistic to his body. Even though it was a game it still had his 6’ 200 pound muscular build that had slowly been gaining fat over the last year. He’d been demoted on the football team as some new freshmen had taken over his spot. They were good, but Austin always thought he was better. Plus he felt he should have had the seniority to be able to stay a starter.

“It’s the game,” Trevor walked over and gave him a pat on the back. As Austin looked him over he couldn’t believe the realistic detail. It looked exactly like his roommate. Same skinny lithe build with glasses. After he’d gotten to college he’d started to use the weight room more, giving him a light build but he never pushed himself to get something worth staring at. At the same time when he’d started he looked like he’d been just over 100 pounds but now he could almost fill out a medium shirt. “It uses our real bodies as a conduit and then we play with ourselves.”

Austin’s body stiffened as he heard the last few words. He tried his best not to burst out laughing. “Alright? But what are we playing?” As he said it a series of icon swirled up from the black lit blue tiles beneath them. Each one was a different neon color that contrasted with the background. “Match Three. Bubble Defense. Tower Defense. Chess?”

“Yeah they’re just a couple of small games that I built to test out. But if you lose I get to take something from you,” Trevor smiled.

“Take? What? I thought this was just for fun,” Austin said. 

“What?” Trevor held his hands up in a condescending manner. “Afraid you’ll lose something?”

Austin grit his teeth. The thought of Trevor acting so much better than him pissed him off. “Alright! You wanna lose? Then let’s play. C’mon let’s get started then. I’ll fuck you up in any of ‘em!”

“Alright,” Trevor smiled, happy that Austin was so willing to take the bait. “I’ll let you chose the order then.”

“Hmmm… I haven’t played a Match Three game in forever. Let’s start with that,” Austin pressed the button and the generic looking game board opened up beneath them. Their bodies were transported to the sky and they looked down at the series of floral icons spread out randomly on the board. Austin looked at them thinking about where to go first. “Is it like other games where there’s power ups for matching more than three or no?”

For a second Trevor was taken aback by the question. “No. Just more points. Match as many patterns as possible. More points for matching the same flowers in a row.”

“Alright!” Austin clenched his fists pulling them down to his side. “Let’s get started!”

“You’re funeral,” Trevor grinned to himself. He could already see his first five moves and knew how many points they were worth. The timer counted down. ‘3.’ ‘2.’ ‘1.’ ‘Go!’ Instantly Trevor went through and matched them as quickly as possible. A constant grin on his face as he felt like he was doing better than he’d ever done in his life. Even though he’d been practicing it was like every flower was falling into position and he was able to rack up combo after combo. He’d gotten several times three and four multipliers. The 2 minute timer was rapidly coming closer to zero. For a second he decided to look over at Austin’s scree. His mouth dropped.

Somehow Austin had gotten a times seven multiplier and was already working to getting it again. Trevor could see him effortlessly making combos to set up other combos so he could then get another multiplier. His eyes watered as he realized the sheer difference in what Austin was doing. It was like he was predicting the next flower to come down and exactly where it’d fall. His eyes slowly drifted to the score.

‘New High Score!’ the game flashed as neon confetti fell around it. On the list it was at least double the now second place one. Austin let out a laugh. “That the best you got? Fuck man I was still warmin up,” he started typing in some initials. ‘ASS,’ it showed just how much he respected high scores. “So now what?”

Trevor started shaking a little as he stood in front of Austin. His body went lifted off the ground and formed a T pose. Clothes ripped from his body and a series of stats appeared next to his body; height, weight, intelligence, etc. ‘Choose your prize!’ the game said. ‘More consecutive wins, better prizes! Current Multiplier: x1.’

“Wha?” Austin said looking over Trevor’s mildly muscular body. However his eyes drifted more to what was between his legs. He glanced over to the stats, ‘Dick: 6 inches hard, thick as a half dollar. Current Prize 3 inches some of thickness.’ Austin smiled as he clicked the accept button. 

Trevor was let go from the game and he fell to the ground. “Nu-nu-no!” he bellowed out feeling his dick shrink. The longer rod quickly shriveled up into something half its size. Even his balls pulled up closer to him. 

“This is what you wanted wasn’t it?” Austin gloated. There was a clear bulge going down his leg right now. Trevor had always figured he was a pretty decent size but now he could confirm it. The solid dick made it halfway down his leg and he wasn’t afraid to show it off. “So now which one…”

“No it’s my choice,” Trevor said.

“Huh? No you said I’d be able to choose the order,” Austin replied.

“No it’s supposed to be loser’s pick,” Trevor said. 

“Alright. Then pick,” Austin held his hands out to show Trevor the go ahead. 

As Trevor looked at the board it would let him chose. “No I want to pick…” he begged. His plan hinged on the fact that Austin would lose. That Austin couldn’t beat him at any of the games.

“Sorry,” Austin smirked into Trevor’s ear. “This is the rule set you chose. Bubble Defense it is.”

Trevor didn’t have a retort. He didn’t know what to say. All he could think about was his shrunken manhood. Even as the board set up around him and the bubbles started to drop down, he was only barely playing the game. Bubble defense was his worst game and seeing Austin clear board after board as the timer whittled away what little confidence he still had left. 

‘WINNER! PLAYER 2!’ the board slowly started to disappear and Trevor again was forced into the T pose showing off his naked body. ‘Current Prize Multiplier: x2’ Austin looked over the list again and thought about what he’d want to take. “Hmmm… How about you’re muscle. And some testosterone,” he clicked the buttons for each one.

“What! No! You can’t do that!” but he could already feel the weight he’d been gaining over the last two years drifting off his body. Pound after pound softened up on his body. As he tried to pound his fist into Austin he could feel the strength difference between them grow. There was no way he could ever take Austin on in a fight before but now as he looked up at the jock there was no way anyone would want to challenge him in a fight.

Muscle bulged from every part of his body. The clothes he was wearing pressed hard against the bulbous pecs and luckily he wasn’t wearing sleeves or they would have been torn off by the sheer size of his shoulders and biceps. Austin flexed watching the large arm bulge each time he did it. “Fuck yeah,” he grunted, voice deeper than it’d been before. Hair started to sprout around his chin and across his chest. Even though he’d shaved his armpits a forest of hair had been replaced. Up and down his muscular body he sprouted up. 

“No you can’t do this! You have to let me win. I won’t take any more than what I lost. I promise!” Trevor begged. His small body held tightly onto Austin’s. Just standing there he felt so small and weak.

For a second Austin looked like he was going to think about it. But then he let out a loud bellous laugh. “Fuck no! This is what you were gonna do to me. Why can’t I fucking do it to you!”

“I-I-I,” he stumbled to make any more than just a single syllable. The thoughts ran through his mind but he didn’t have a defense. He didn’t have a way to make him not seem like an asshole. And before he knew it Austin had already chosen the next game. The ground work was set up but Trevor wasn’t even playing any more. He was supposed to set up towers along the trail to stop the soldiers from invading his base but he didn’t even place a single tower. All he could do is stare blankly as he lost points for not protecting his base.

The screen flashed again declaring Austin the winner. ‘Prize Multiplier: x3’ Austin looked over Trevor’s skinny, naked, infertile body trying to figure out what he wanted. He’d always hated being only 6’ foot. He felt like he should be taller. However there was something else that interested him far more. ‘Control,’ he stared at it wondering what it all entailed. More over if this is what Trevor had been wanting to do from the start. He pressed the button sacrificing the three points for the one prize.

“Chess it is,” Austin said. The last game lit up and a small board with the 32 pieces appeared before them. A coin flipped and Austin was allowed to go first. Trevor looked at the board realizing he still had a chance. Chess was his best game. He’d beat the computer, with an almost perfect record. A faint glimmer of hope crossed his mind as he thought about what he could do to Austin. What he could get back. “Lose,” Austin crossed his arms.

“What?!” Trevor questioned. But he found his hand moving one of the pawns diagonal to his king. “No that’s not the move I wanted to do!” 

Austin took over the pawn. “Lose.”

Trevor’s hand trembled over the pawn next to it. He tried his hardest to move any other piece. He couldn’t move that one. But his hand still hovered over it. He could feel his body reacting to the command. It moved forward two spaces. There was no reason for him to move the pawn in front of the knight. He couldn’t believe it he was completely set up. He watched Austin play the queen, tilting it back and forth on the board. Then he slowly slid it across the board. 

“Checkmate,” he smiled. The same word appeared in the same bright neon lights all the previous ones had as well. Trevor’s face fell into his hands. He couldn’t believe that he’d just done something like that. But once Austin told him what to do he couldn’t let go. He couldn’t stop himself. The only play going through his mind was the one to make him lose the fastest. He stared blankly then felt his body pulled back into the familiar T pose. His clothes disappeared revealing his naked body. He’d felt like he’d already lost everything but now Austin could still take more.

Austin stared at the menu again wondering what the best option would be. With the 4x multiplier he could chose just about whatever he wanted to take from the other man. He started with the height. At 5’10” Trevor didn’t have much to lose but one point took 6 inches away from him. Then he took one from his age. Being 23 was fine but if he could be four years younger and show those god damn freshmen up he was going to do it. But he still had two points left he looked through Trevor’s desires. A list of men he was fascinated by showed up. Several famous actors and bodybuilders lined his mind as he clearly loved bigger guys. 

“I’m number 12?” Austin growled. “Fuck that.” Sacrificing the last two points he’d be able to change the top four on his mind. He grinned as he typed in his own name for each one. Trevor fell down from his T pose unsure what all had just happened. Every bone in his body started to pull back making him far shorter than he had been. He’d always considered himself fairly average but now he was going to be looking up at everyone. Moreover he could feel his last college year slipping away and he’d been stuck in a job he wasn’t too interested in. He wanted to be so angry at Austin. His whole life had just been changed. But the second he looked upon the man in front of him his knees went weak. He couldn’t think about anything other than how handsome he was.

The nineteen year old giant packed with more muscle than most bodybuilders and near perfect on the football field. His large masculine body had people begging to be with him. Nearly anyone he looked at would feel weak just seeing his imposing masculine body. National football leagues had already asked to sign him despite just starting college. And right now Trevor was in his presence. For the first time in a long time Trevor was happy that his dick was so small so Austin wouldn’t see how hard and throbbing it was. Just small movements from the man made him almost cream his own shorts. 

Austin pulled the device off his face and looked down at his giant body. “Fuck yeah,” he flexed every muscle in his body tearing off the shirt he was wearing. Even his feet tore through his shoes and socks as they had grown several sizes larger than they already were. Trevor cautiously pulled his goggles off as well. He could still feel the overwhelming presence of the other man. All he wanted to do was get down on his hands and knees and suck that massive dick. Trevor turned away.

“What are you doing?” Austin growled. “The game’s over but I’m not finished.”

“I-I-I-I,” Trevor’s mouth hung open with each syllable exiting it. He didn’t know what to say. All he could think about was his idol was currently standing in front of him. The man he’d almost always masturbated to and he was nearly naked. 

Austin just grinned at the blubbering idiot. He dropped his shorts letting the massive thick rod push out in front of him. “Go on,” he goaded. His arms crossed across his expansive chest. For a moment Trevor blushed not thinking it was real. He suddenly felt so lucky. So happy to be in this man’s presence that he forgot what he was supposed to do. “Well?” Austin said impatiently.

Trevor dropped to his knees and worshipped the massive cock. His tongue lathered it up, over and over. He made sure Austin enjoyed every moment of it. Even though he stayed in a stiff upright position, Trevor could still hear slight grunt, groans and moans as Austin tried to stay as nonchalant as possible. All it did was encourage him more. He couldn’t think about anything other than making Austin happy. Making sure he was well taken care of. A cock that size on a body that large had so many needs, and Trevor wanted to make sure he could please.

He pushed the thick rod deep into his mouth, expertly avoiding his teeth. Even though it was so large he had been practicing. Making sure every second could be considered enjoyable. One particular grunt that Austin made, sent him over. Feeling the sudden thrust and noticing his balls tighten and ready to unload sent him over. However Austin had held on. While Trevor’s shorts were filling with the few droplets of cum he could still make, Austin had held on. His large hand held the back of Trevor’s head, telling him to keep going.

All it did was encourage him even more. Feeling his idol so casually tell him he was doing so well was too much. He had to make Austin as happy as possible. Send him over the edge with a flick of the tongue. Austin’s deep voice grunted again. Trevor continued. “Fu,” he grunted but tried to hold on. But it was too much. “Fuck!” he shouted as torrents of seed shot into the back of Trevor’s throat. It was far more than any average man produced but Trevor greedily swallowed every last drop. He wasn’t going to disappoint Austin. He was going to make sure this man was taken care of. 

“Aw, fuck man. You’re just too fucking good,” he rubbed the top of Trevor’s balding head. The huge hand easily kept Trevor in his place. 

“Thank you sir,” Trevor didn’t look up but a smile was currently plastered on his face. 

Austin let out a laugh through his nose. The fact that Trevor was so much more pleasant to be around than just an hour ago made him happy. He looked around his private dorm room, lived in the way he’d always wanted it to be lived in. Even if he was going to have Trevor go through and clean up all the women’s panties he’d gained over the last week. Hell he’d just make Trevor clean the whole thing. “I’ll be back in a few hours. Get my paper done and maybe I’ll let you have another treat.” 

Trevor’s face blushed at the offer. He felt his dick fill with joy again and his mouth water with anticipation. “Yes sir!” Trevor said as he rushed to the computer to get started on the research paper.