Kris's first instinct was to run. He had to get out of there and avoid this crazy man. But he was still frozen his place, his butt getting larger as it pressed on the wall. His bulge was also growing. The teacher's smile looked as though it was mixed with a glare and a victorious grin.
Kris released himself from the wall, his ass bouncing him from the locker and propelling him forward. He turned the corner around the teacher, who was still standing there. His rump bounced vigorously, expanding a small amount with each step. The gray fabric of his shorts pulled against his growing rear end, which pulled back against his cock. It was somehow expanding as well in the shorts with all the pressure that was put on it.
He put his hands back to stop the jiggling from occurring, but the touch only increased the growth rate. He passed another mirror as he ran, not stopping. He caught a glimpse of his ass becoming two giant balls behind his skinny frame. He was becoming somewhat aroused by the feel of the gray fabric rubbing against his butt and his dick.
Turning the corner, he came to a doorframe that held a metal bar in the middle. He made way to pass through it.
He suddenly stopped.
He moved his feet on the ground, trying to push himself forward, but he didn't go anywhere. He looked behind him to find that his ass was wedged between the open door and the metal bar, getting more and more massive with the pressure that was building. His ass had become too wide to fit through a door! It was mildly uncomfortable, and Kris tried to use his hands to pry his butt free, but it was becoming more and more stuck with each passing second. Unable to continue growing outward, his behind grew up and out, blocking his view of what was behind him.
Kris heard footsteps behind him, but couldn't see who's due to his ass blocking his vision.
"It seems you've gotten stuck. Mind if I help you out?" It was the gym teacher.
"Yes! Please! Let me go!" Kris yelled, his ass becoming more uncomfortable as he tried to pull himself through the doorway. His struggling had made him hunch over. His ass was pointed up in the air, presumably in the face of the teacher.
"My, my," the teacher said. Kris gulped. "What a view." The teacher walked up to Kris's mound and begun to squeeze it inward to form a nice, large crack. He continued with it for several minutes, having to back up due to it growing so quickly. Kris's dick throbbed and his spherical bulge grew wider and more profound.
Suddenly, Kris felt a kick from behind him. His ass jiggled and he flew from the doorframe, He landed on his dick, which had somewhat cushioned his fall. It grew bigger, as if a small soccer ball had been wedged in the front of his shorts.
His shorts had still not ripped. What was this grey fabric made out of? Kris turned to see the teacher approaching him, his ass still pointed towards the ceiling. The teacher grabbed him by the massive butt cheek and rose him into the air. He pulled out something from his pocket. It was a blue wrestling singlet, which appeared to be too small for Kris currently. The teacher didn't care.
"Put this on, now," the teacher declared. He dropped Kris again on his dick, and Kris quickly grabbed the singlet. He was already becoming submissive.
The teacher pulled a pair of scissors from his pocket and sliced the shorts off of Kris, allowing his cheeks and cock to breathe behind his now massive Hubba Bubba boxers. They would not be revealed for long.
Kris quickly opened the blue singlet and put his legs in, but struggled to get the fabric around his ass. The teacher came forward and grabbed it from behind him, pulling him in to the air with the singlet as he wriggled the ass cheeks into the singlet. It was even tighter than the shorts. His ass was still growing, and so was his ball dick.
As Kris adjusted the straps, the teacher gave his butt a quick smack. He turned Kris around and squeezed his dick like a clown squeezing its nose. Both grew to measure the pressure.
Kris tried to feel his butt behind him, but his hands would not reach as far as it went. It was gigantic. Each cheek was the size of a yoga ball now. It was arousing him in the singlet.
The teacher gave him an evil grin. What will Kris do now?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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