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Farm Boy, Part 10
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Summary: A high school senior, Max noticed that his older brother has been dipping into the chemical on his parents' farm, and has been gaining a lot of weight. A bit disgusted, a bit curious, Fred tries the chemical hormones himself, and experiences the best high of his life. He quickly introduces the chemical to his two best friends, and the three progressively get addicted, all while experiencing incidental changes, such as butt growth, breast development, belly expansion, in addition to other, stranger, things. Contains: Male: pregnancy, breast expansion, multiple breasts, breast-belly, butt expansion, weight gain, and more. Also, issues of drug addiction.
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Max lost a bet.
It was the only reason he was doing this. Under normal circumstances, Roger certainly couldnt have convinced him to go a full day without pumping.
Max was getting hot.
Remember, you cant leak a drop, Roger growled during their last phone conversation that morning.
Youre just trying to get me huge, Max griped back.
To that, Roger had no retort.
Max was not sure why he was even doing this. It was entirely stupid. And arousing. But mostly stupid.
He struggled to get his college assignments done with the distraction of the four heavy, pressurized EEE-cups bobbing on his chest, all warm and sleek.
Even his face was flushed. Max found himself constantly wiping his hand down it to get the sweat out of his eyes. He could feel the weight of his milk, pushing, stretching him. His back was sore, his nipples aching, desperate for release.
He had already missed his morning milking, and was due for another at that moment. With the pressure he was under, he wasnt sure how he could do the full day. His tits were practically throbbing. One of his nipples stung, and he grunted out, arching. Mmghhhhh Max groaned, shifting in his seat. But somehow, he managed to relax, and to not release. He panted quietly and resisted the urge to cup the tender mounds.
His computer buzzed. Max reluctantly minimized his homework and answered the web call.
How are the girls? said Roger pleasantly, leaning back in his desk chair.
Max shot him an irritated look. Did you need something?
Just checking in. Why the bad mood?
Its just kind of hard to focus, said Max breathlessly, tugging at his collar.
Let me see.
Of course, the camera was focused only on Maxs face. Max entertained the idea of just torturing Roger, but reluctantly, he shifted his laptop screen so that his torso was in full view.
He was wearing an old tank top that was tightly stretched over his four heaving jugs. The material was completely soaked in sweat, and his fat nipplesmuch fatter since he had started, er, nursing Roger rather regularlybulged out against the material, hard, distended, and desperately keen. The pinkness was visible under the semi-transparent fabric, and they protruded with such definition that he might as well have been topless.
Despite it, Max didnt give Roger the satisfaction of a full strip show. He tried to breathe evenly. Its a little uncomfortable, he understated.
Roger sounded weak, Youve got this, Max.
Max almost laughed. Are you sure youve got this? Youre about to bust a nut.
Dont worry about me, Max. Worry about those growing tits and how fat theyre gonna be this evening.
Maxs face fell. He struggled to catch his breath and not squirt milk with every deep inhalation. Im going to leak eventually, he managed. I cant exactly stop it.
Youve got this, Max, Roger repeated, sort of in a wistful way.
God, youre such an idiot. Max minimized the screen.
He gave up on his school work. For what had to be hours, he just leaned back in his desk chair, eyes squeezed shut, not wanting to move an inch, not even to get in his bed or somewhere more comfortable than his present position.
He was so full, so heavy and tight. He was hot, his heart racing, flesh tingly, as his nipples distended more, contracting and stinging. It was so uncomfortable, he could feel his eyes beginning to water.
He was hard, his erection straining his shorts. He didnt want to touch it. He knew hed spurt from his cock and tits, and wasnt sure his body could take such an explosive release at that moment.
When Max opened his eyes and took a glance at the clock, he could see that he was approaching the time of his evening milking. He felt unfocused and dazed. He could readily tell that he had gotten bigger. His breasts were visibly swollen, his shirt close to tearing. Why am I doing this? he rasped as he panted and fidgeted, fingers twitching to grasp onto his mounds. He felt feverish. Carefully he straightened and watched his nipples shudder.
His cell phone rang, causing Maxs attention to snap to his desk. He stared at the unfamiliar number flashing across the screen. He accepted the call, bringing the phone to his ear. hello?
Max.
Max was shocked to hear his brothers voice. Adam sounded winded on the other line.
Adam, what the I havent heard from you in like a year, said Max in bafflement.
I know. Sorry bro. I justcan I borrow some money?
I er what? NoI meanI dont have any, Max said, completely disconcerted. Adam, are you alright? W-whats going on?
Everythings fine. I just, I gotta go.
Adam?
But the call had ended. Max stared blankly at the screen. the fuck, he muttered. He began to call the number back when a sharp stinging sensation brought him back to his present situation. The phone clattered to the floor. Ohhhhh
he groaned, twisting in his seat. Why had he even agreed to play this stupid game? He hunched forward. Ngghhhh
fuck
he breathed, grunting and clutching his face.
His computer buzzed. Max realized he had never closed the application when he heard Rogers voice. Max?
Max lifted his head. Fuck, Roger, he mumbled, face red, shoulders shuddering. Im so fucking tight, he panted, chest heaving, huge, and positively straining.
Roger just drank him in for a moment. Fine, he said, so softly that Max almost didnt catch it. You can
Max didnt need to be told twice. He tore off his shirt and gave in, arching, and completely splattering his computer screen as he released a long erratic moan, his body spasming. His tits bobbed and squirted as he gripped and squeezed at them. They were definitely bigger, and Max didnt know why he was turned on, but he was. He continued to cup and knead his flesh, not caring about the discomfort, just wanting the milk out of him. Fuck, look at what you did to me, he breathed. Look at how huge Im getting.
Roger came with a moan and a grin.
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As soon as exams were over, Max found himself dealing with a frequent house guest.
Milk is for babies, Roger remarked absently one day.
He was presently teasing Maxs chest with his tongue, not quite at the nipples. Maxs head was back as he tried to enjoy it, and tried not to thrust against Rogers jeans, but it was hard, when he was practically being straddled by the other teen.
Why are you producing so much baby food? Roger muttered on Maxs skin.
It was a bizarre topic, and it brought Max out of it a little. Uh
Is that what you want, to be full of babies to feed?
N-no. Max was a little disturbed, but for some reason he thought of Scott heavy with the triplets, looking like a stuffed pig. Nnghhh Roger finally flicked Maxs nipple with his tongue, as Max remembered how huge Scott had gotten right up to the final moments of containing his kids. Hed been a fucking whale. Round to bursting.
Youre making more and more milk. You want to be full, want to feed
Max thought of himself in Scotts position, bursting with babies, and it was disturbing, but still arousing, seeing himself huge and round, tits leaking, back arched, belly shoved outward, red and flushed and sweaty, the size of a beachball, packed with babies. Four tits plump and ready.
Lemme fuck you, Roger urged.
Uhhh Max groaned.
Fuck you full.
God
I want you huge. Practically bursting.
F-fill me, Max begged.
He did.
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Max was dazed.
It was official. He had long suspected it, but now it was abundantly clear that he was gay. Really gay. Gay with Roger. And he was beginning to fear that they were in a relationship of some sort.
Max tried not to think about it. Instead, he did the powder. One day, he found himself so high that he actually walked into the wrong bedroom.
It took him a moment to process what he was seeing. Paiges room seemed less like a bedroom than some sort of amateur film set. Lights beamed down from massive lamps, and a camera hung from two different angles. Paige lay back nude in the midst of it all, and was wantonly pleasuring herself with an enormous dildo, her writhing image reflected on her laptop screen.
She was live streaming. Max could tell by the endless trail of text populating the comment box, the scroll bar shrinking and shrinking as it was pushed up by rapidly populating comments.
Paige was livestreaming herself masturbating.
At that moment she caught his eye. Max thought she would scream or curse and cover herself up, but instead she threw a grin and a wink.
Max backed away, his reflexes slow, but still active enough to get him the hell out of there. He shut the door behind him and stood frozen for a moment. What the fuck? was all he could think. Did Paige even live here? Also, what the fuck?
He went to the kitchen and made himself a cup of coffee, not sure if he was too high or not high enough. The image of Paiges wriggling, supple body cycled relentlessly through his mind.
Thats when she entered the room in a robe. Maxs eyes shot downwards. Sorry, he managed.
No big deal. Just a job. Paige smiled, sitting across from him.
Max looked up. Thats your job!?
Yah, said Paige aloofly, pulling a large wrapped wad of gum out of her purse. An actual wad. It was clear that it had already been chewed. What did you think I did? said Paige as she stuffed the already-chewed-gum into her mouth. Max winced.
He opened his mouth and closed it. Paige sat there and leered. Max slowly sipped his coffee.
He was definitely too high for this shit.
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When he got back to his room, Max immediately went on his laptop.
He went online and did some research, discovering that several platforms, including vidSwoop, apparently, hosted content creators whose content was nothing more than softcore porn. And the creators were able to get paid, not only in ad revenue, but subscriptions.
There were men and women, even intersex and transgender people. They came in all shapes and sizes, and their audiences varied widely in size.
This girl is making what? 8k a month? Max muttered in disbelief as he browsed the public page of a little blonde woman with a pixie cut dressed entirely in leather. Seriously, she was pocket sized. And a freak, apparently.
Max leaned back and contemplated. Distractedly, he wrenched down the zipper of his jacket, letting the puppies breathe.
What if what if II
Max hesitated, then did a hurried video search under terms like manboobs moobs guys with breasts, and stunningly enough, there were videos. Only a scant amount. Less than a dozen, all on inactive accounts. Most were animated short clips, or bad CGI jobs, but each had a surprisingly large number of comments.
Maxs heart was racing, his face hot. He looked down at himself, then back at the screen. His bills were piling up, the cost of the drug only increasing. What if I no. No. He cut off that thought.
Hurriedly, Max shut his laptop.
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Later that day, Max did a test video. He was wearing two strapless bras that didnt quite fit him, and a pair of basketballs shorts. He sat on camera, shifting uncomfortably, and feeling self-conscious in ways he never felt under Rogers stare. This is stupid, he decided, hovering his mouse over the Go Live button, squeezing his eyes shut, and actually clicking. It was terrifying. He didnt want to look. But somehow Max convinced himself to open his eyes.
His face wasnt on screen. He had made sure of that, his body only visible from the neck down.
The comments popped up slowly, one by one, but increased in pace as he sat there frozen and mortified.
What the fck?
This guy again?
lolwat?
How does he even
This is so freaky.
wtf am I watching?
Really good makeup work.
Rly kinky
Disgusting. Why is this on my feed?
omg this is so hot
girl dont stop making videos.
Can I lick them? Can I put my face in them?
So stupd so fake.
shake them pls want to see them jiggle
post more of these
Is this rlyl a guy? lol do I even want to know?
Max didnt know why, but he shifted his laptop screen so that the camera view moved downwards to the groin of his shorts where he was visibly half-hard. He didnt even want to think about why he was turned on. He found himself not thinking about a lot of things, gayness included.
wtfwtfwtf
this is a dude?
LOL
omg this is amazing
jigglejigglejiggle
the fact that im still here says a lot about
Max closed the application, breathless, flushed, embarrassed and exhilarated. He felt antsy, hands trembling slightly.
They moved automatically, shoving his upper bra down, allowing his breasts to push free. He closed his eyes and began to stroke the fat nubs as he leaned harder back against his seat.
