He reached over to scratch at his left arm while scanning the road. A tiny black irregular speck appeared just above his wrist. His shortened nails dug at it as it spread, appearing to eat away at the surrounding tan skin like a virus. With a happy sigh, he dug his nails in and they began to lengthen. The rounded edges flowed out into long, thick clear nails that scraped against his skin.
A few short, coarse black hairs grew from the center of the spot forming on his arm.
He reached down to his inner thigh as his bronzed skin darkened into obsidian. He opened his mouth and closed his eyes, moaning as the spot widened and his nails clawed his suddenly sensitive skin.
The nails on his left hand grew out. He despised files and so the edges of his fingernails were uneven. However, as they flowed outward, they came to perfect, broad curves that pressed into the palm of his hand.
"Mmmm," he moaned, smiling as he scratched higher on his thigh. His cock throbbed in his pants and he grabbed himself, thinking briefly of Annette in purchasing and her wicked smile and firm tits before picturing his wife. Naked and riding him - his favorite position. Watching her tits bounce as he pulled her down to suck on her fat nipples.
Two more spots formed on his back, one on his left shoulder blade and a second on his right hip. He squeezed his cock and then reached over to grab the coffee cup and take a long pull of the sickly sweet drink. A trail of caramel-colored coffee slid down the corner of his mouth and he reached out with his tongue. The base of it grew thick as it wrapped around and down to lap at the coffee.
The traffic light turned green and he followed the car in front of him. His right hand slid down his body and he cupped his balls. He reached up to gently squeeze the base of his cock. His ring and pinky fingers slipped down to press against his taint. For a moment, unaware of what he was doing, he rubbed himself below his cock and then grabbed the wheel with both hands to make a turn.
More cars seemed to merge in front of him and he slowed while grinding his teeth. He reached up to tug against his necktie and roll his head before tapping a button on his console to make his air conditioner colder. Taking another long sip of his coffee, he turned the air conditioner up even more and then toyed with a button on his silk vest.
The hair covering his chest brushed against the inside of his undershirt as lobules and fatty tissue began to form. The hard, defined lines of his pectorals grew smooth as the fat built up. An almost imperceptible bulge outlined the beginning of his breasts and his tiny nipples moved slowly, dragged down as gravity asserted control over his changing body.
Tyler's quarter-sized areola widened as they shifted beneath his clothing. The light brown coloring darkened to a dusky shade of charcoal while they expanded around his nipples.
The young man tugged at his tie once more before bringing his long nails down to his chest. Muscle and bone melted away beneath his hands and the skin tightened until his long, slim fingers were left to toy with the buttons lining his vest. He pushed his ass back and then forward in a rocking motion and then bit his lip when his fingers slid against his swelling breasts. They flattened against the inside of his shirt but continued to grow. His chest hair pulled free in response to the gentle friction, leaving behind unblemished soft skin.
"God, fucking horny," he whispered, glancing around before unzipping his slacks and slipping his hand into his pants. He pushed his underwear down and gripped his hardened cock, grunting as he tugged at it, pulling and guiding until his dick lay exposed between the flaps of his pants. Veins lined his manhood. "So warm. Feels so good."
Despite the passing cars and pedestrians walking on the sidewalk, Tyler masturbated openly. His thick tongue slipped out as he moaned and it worked against his cheek and up to his nose.
Pressure built low in the young man's stomach. Milk ducts formed in clusters around four points beneath his belly button. The skin around the points grew reddened and throbbed with an odd pain that quickly faded to an alien itching pleasure. His flattened shirt lifted away from his chest to show the curves of his growing breasts. His tight vest grew taut, flattening his breasts against his body. Tiny bumps showed over his erect male nipples.
A horn blared behind him and he snorted with wide eyes. Letting his cock go, he pushed the gas to reach the car in front of him. Pressure built within his chest as the adrenaline caused him to breathe quickly.
The short trimmed hairs lining his chin and cheeks retreated as the bones beneath them began to reshape.
"Asshole," he said, staring into his rearview mirror as his right hand trailed down to his chest.
His long nails clicked against the buttons as they struggled to hold his vest together. He toyed with them as he glared at the car behind him and his thumb accidentally undid a button. The relief was immediate. In response, he leaned back and undid the rest of them before grabbing his still-hard cock.
Another glance at the car behind him. He studied the man as he pumped his cock, focusing on his beard and lips. His own mouth opened with a quiet, nearly feminine gasp. His breath hitched and he jerked before grunting once more, moving his hand faster on his cock. The force caused his fledgling breasts to quiver beneath his shirt. Additional nerve endings formed inside his lips as the tiny muscles within grew more dense, forcing his lips outward in a full pout. His tongue lashed out as he continued to glance back at the man and his hand pumped faster.
The miniscule bumps of his nipples pressed into the exposed red button-down shirt beneath his opened vest. Tyler rocked his ass once and then twice, moaning again as he stared at the man's face. His face felt hot and his breathing was erratic but he couldn't stop staring. Wondering how scratchy the man's beard would be against his face. How his lips would feel.
"Fuck," Tyler groaned, squeezing and jerking. The warmth pooled in his scalp to create the sensation of a million pinpricks. His eyelashes thickened and lengthened into gentle arcs as his hair began to grow out. His cheekbones pushed slowly against his face before raising almost imperceptibly. "Yeah. Yeah, suck me off. Gonna. Ugh. Gonna fuck you."
The cars moved forward slowly before coming to a complete stop. He glanced back and then brushed a strand of long, brown hair away from his eyes. The twin bumps on his shirt widened as his nipples began to grow. Tyler let the wheel go to press the ball of his hand against the itching, needy patch of skin low on his belly as his red shirt tightened against his breasts. Low in his belly, the four scarlet patches of skin formed into four angry teats. He jerked with a loud moan when his finger brushed one of them.
"Mmmmmmm-ooh!" he screamed, bucking in his seat as he came suddenly. Thick white cum spurted, landing on his shirt and vest and face. His nostrils flared as his long lashes batted and he gasped, squeezing his cock while pulling down, over and over until he drained himself.
A single button popped free on his shirt, no longer able to contain his still expanding bosom. He grunted and stuffed his flaccid cock back into his pants, just above his underwear. When he tried to zip himself back up he found the zipper refused to move. Fatty tissue grew over the gluteal muscles he'd spent years working on in the gym and their growth pushed his underwear down to his thighs. His pants dug into his waist as he tried once more to zip himself up.
Another button popped free. His nipples continued to grow. They ached in time with the four teats lower in his belly but, before he could investigate, he caught a look at himself in the corner of the rearview mirror.
"Fucking Christ!" he shouted, wiping at his face as he suddenly realized what he'd done.
Thick ropes of cum clung to his bare cheeks and he glanced down to see more covering his body. Yet the realization of being covered in his own sperm vanished as he stared at his enormous breasts. Two buttons popped free and his undershirt pressed out into the opening provided. Through the thin white shirt, he could see his pure black nipples and wide areola.
As he watched, his already hard nipples began to lengthen further, bending as they pressed against his undershirt. The pure cotton scratched against the incredibly sensitive flesh and he cried out, grabbing the steering wheel with both hands and digging his long, clear nails into his palms. The bottom of his shirt was lifted by the size of his tits to leave his midriff exposed.
The edge of two of his teats were visible. They rested against the band of his slacks, bare for all to see. Translucent liquid well at the tips of both.
The car behind him honked twice, forcing Tyler to look up and see how far he lagged behind the leading vehicles. In a panic, he turned and slid into an open spot at the curb.
"Shit! What the shit!" he cursed, grabbing at the bottom of his shirt. He expected a trick of some kind, despite their weight against his body and the feeling of them beneath his shirt.
Tyler pulled his shirt up, struggling to get it past his heavy, full breasts. Once freed, his jet black nipples flexed and drooped. Each was twice as long as the first knuckle of his finger. He caught movement at the corner of his eyes and spied a man stumbling as he stared into Tyler's car. The other man mouthed "Holy shit" and strayed for a moment but Tyler turned to hide his body.
