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William sank deeper into the couch, still trembling after the intense sensations that Carter had just triggered. His tits felt ridiculously overfilled despite how much milk had already poured from them. They rested heavily on his torso, bouncing and shaking faintly all along. The worst pressure had eased, but he could tell they were not empty. The skin was flushed and tight, and his huge nipples were still painfully sensitive as milk kept leaking, adding cream to the mess covering the couch and floor.

Carter was not in much better shape. Milk dripped from his hair, soaked his shirt and pants, and ran down his arms as he stood in front of William trying to process the state of their apartment. The floor around the couch was covered, the cushions were ruined, and even the nearby wall had been splattered. But even then, a smile spread on his face as he finally realized that the oven was announcing that the next cookies were ready.

William groaned. “If your new recipe doesn’t fix this, I swear I’ll kill you.”

Carter looked at him, then toward the oven again. “Well, technically, this one is supposed to fix the first cookie,” he said, unable to stop smiling.

“Technically?” William looked harshly at him. “‘Technically’ doesn’t work for me.”

Carter went to the kitchen, moving slowly because the floor was slick beneath his feet. He pulled the tray from the oven, and the sweet smell of freshly baked cookies spread through the apartment. William’s expression changed despite himself. His eyes narrowed as he sniffed the air, and Carter noticed it. After everything the first cookie had done to him, William still remembered how good it had tasted, which only made the situation more irritating.

“The worst part of this entire nightmare is that those still smell amazing,” William said.

Carter grinned while setting the tray on the counter. “Thank you.”

“That was not a compliment,” William replied dryly.

Carter let the cookies cool while he explained what he had changed. He had spent most of the night thinking about William’s reaction, and the milk sample from that morning had convinced him that the first cookie had done more than only make William’s chest grow. Somehow, William’s body had turned the reaction into a loop. His tits kept producing milk, the pressure kept rebuilding, and stimulation seemed to make the whole system even more active. Carter still did not understand why regular milk had altered the original formula so much, but he believed the second cookie might interrupt that loop.

“You realize every theory you’ve had since yesterday has made me bigger.” William looked at him skeptically. “And let’s not talk about the mess.”

“Okay, yes,” Carter admitted, looking around the soaked living room. “Statistically, my track record today is terrible.”

“You think?” William replied, rolling his eyes. “Catastrophic, I’d say.”

“Also fair,” Carter said, picking one cookie and gesturing toward William with it.

William refused at first. The problem was that he could already feel the pressure returning inside his tits. They were still enormous and still producing milk despite the unbelievable amount he had already released. The idea of going through the same miserable process every few hours had destroyed the chances of waiting for the effects to fade.

Eventually, William sighed, looked toward Carter, and held out one hand. “Give me the stupid cookie. But if it gets me any bigger—”

“You’ll kill me, I know.” Carter grinned. “But if it happens, I—”

“Do not make me change my mind,” William interrupted, clearly annoyed as Carter brought a cookie over. He inspected it as if trying to find a reason not to eat it. He turned it over, sniffed it suspiciously, and frowned because it smelled as good as the first one. “I hate that you’re good at baking.”

William took a bite, and the moment he started chewing, his expression betrayed him. He finished the cookie within seconds, wiped a little frosting from his thumb, and then settled back against the couch to wait. Carter stood nearby, watching him with the careful attention of someone who expected either success or another disaster. Nothing happened for a few seconds. William checked his tits, and they were still huge, but at least they did not suddenly grow again, and his nipples did not explode even further.

After nearly twenty seconds, William started to smile. “You know what? Maybe you finally made something that doesn’t mutate me.”

Carter exhaled in relief, but then his eyes dropped toward William’s lap. “Oh.”

William saw the change in his face. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Uh, I—” Carter hesitated. “I don’t think it stopped the growth.”

“What do you mean?” William’s eyes widened. 

William tried to look down as well, but his enormous tits blocked his view. He leaned forward as much as he could and felt his chest brushing against his cock, realizing that the sensation had changed. Heat spread through his pelvis, making him gasp and grip the couch beneath him. His cock hardened instantly, and at first he assumed it was normal because his body had gotten so sensitive since the first growth that erections barely surprised him anymore.

But Carter knew that it was more than that—William’s cock was getting bigger.

William had already grown since the previous evening, but it was barely noticeable compared to how much his tits had expanded. By that morning, his hard cock had reached 14 inches, which had already been absurd. But slowly, right before Carter’s stunned eyes, William’s cock grew from 14 inches to 16 inches, then from 16 inches to 18 inches, and it continued. The shaft kept thickening along with the length, growing heavier between William’s thighs.

Carter stared, turning slightly paler. “It’s growing.”

William rolled his eyes. “I know I’m hard. But, dude, it’s not like—”

“No, Will. Your cock is growing,” Carter repeated, still processing the scene.

William tried to look down again but was unable to do so because of boobs. “I can’t—”

Carter moved forward, put both hands underneath William’s enormous tits, and raised them enough for him to look down. William froze immediately, watching his cock getting longer right before his eyes. With each second, he could see the head reaching farther forward and the girth increasing as everything expanded at once. The sight was so ridiculous that for a moment he forgot to complain.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” It was all William could say.

Carter lowered William’s chest again, and another hot wave moved through William’s pelvis. His cock grew farther across his lap, passing 2 feet while the thickness increased enough that William could feel the weight pulling the whole shaft downward. He reached between his legs to grab it with both hands to reposition it but quickly discovered that he would need more hands to do so. Even at its starting, ridiculous size, his cock had been something he could move, but that had changed.

William groaned and adjusted his grip. “Damn it! It’s getting heavy.”

Carter crouched near him. “Need help?”

William looked harsh at him. “You think?”

Carter carefully reached forward to support some of the weight while William shifted himself farther back on the couch. The moment Carter touched him, William tensed and moaned. Everything was ridiculously sensitive, and even something as simple as Carter helping him move sent a shiver down his spine.

“Don’t squeeze!” William said, louder than intended. “I fucking hate you.”

Carter laughed softly, but before he could reply, his attention moved lower, noticing that William’s balls were changing as well. They had already reached softball size during the previous crisis, but now they were visibly getting fuller. At first, the difference was subtle, only a rounder and fuller shape, but within moments they started expanding so fast that Carter could see the change happening while the cock kept growing.

“Damn it,” Carter whispered.

“What?” William asked, feeling more mass getting between his thighs and spreading his hips instinctively. “What now?”

“Your balls are growing,” Carter added, not even blinking at the sight.

William tried to look and couldn’t see much. “Oh, come on!”

Within seconds, the softball-sized orbs grew larger than grapefruits, and then they increased in size again. The heavy orbs pressed against the insides of William’s thighs until he had to spread his legs even wider. He tried to shift on the couch, but every second there was less room for him to move.

Carter helped reposition him, then had to do it again only a short time later because William’s balls had already expanded beyond the position they had just made comfortable. The weight pressed harder into his pelvis, but the sensation was strangely pleasurable rather than painful. William breathed through each spurt, groaning at moments, and even laughing because every time he thought his body had reached a limit, something made the situation more ridiculous.

“This cookie was supposed to make things smaller,” William complained, and Carter blushed. “You understand how badly you missed the assignment?” He moaned as his balls and cock expanded with particular intensity. “Fuck! I hate you. I hate you so much.”

Carter looked at the smile William was trying to hide. “You’re enjoying this way too much for somebody who keeps saying that.”

William rolled his eyes and let the expansion continue, completely surrendering to the process.  His balls kept expanding until normal comparisons were not useful. They eventually reached the floor, and William froze when he felt the contact beneath him. By the time the growth slowed, each ball was the size of a yoga ball, resting heavily on the soaked floor between his widely spread legs.

William tried to move one leg and realized there was nowhere for it to go with one huge ball beside it. He looked at Carter with disbelief. “I’m stuck.”

Carter studied the situation before nodding. “Yeah. Pretty much.”

William tried again, but his yoga-ball-sized balls barely moved, and his growing cock stretched farther across the space in front of him. “Fantastic.”

Then, another sensation spread through his hips. William froze, unsure at first whether it was strain from the added weight between his legs, but the feeling deepened. For a few seconds he couldn’t understand what it was. It felt as if his pelvis itself were stretching, and the pressure spread through his hips and the upper parts of his thighs.

A moment later, Carter saw what was happening. William’s already broad hips started widening, not dramatically at first but fast enough that the couch cushions compressed visibly beneath him. His pelvis broadened, his thighs thickened where they met his hips, and his already enormous ass started growing behind him. The added size pushed him deeper into the couch, making his lower body look even more impossible to process.

Carter stared at the change. “It’s adjusting you.”

William preferred to close his eyes, overwhelmed by sensations. “Adjusting for what?”

Carter looked down toward the huge balls resting on the floor and the cock that was still growing across the living room. “Well, for everything.”

William’s hips continued widening until they were extravagantly broad, and his ass grew rounder beneath him, spreading across the couch and giving his pelvis more support. The growth did not restore his mobility. If anything, it made William look even more firmly stuck. His body seemed to be building a stronger foundation around the ridiculous new proportions Carter’s cookie had created.

The couch creaked loudly as William shifted, and Carter looked down at it.

“We may need a stronger couch,” Carter whispered, watching William’s ass take over the available space and crush the cushions.

“I may need a new friend because I’m killing the one I have,” William replied, but his breathing turned uneven as his body kept expanding. “I hate you.”

“You’ve said that a lot today,” Carter said, trying not to smile.

“I’ve had a lot of reasons,” William responded.

Carter was still watching William’s lower body when he noticed something happening above it—William’s tits throbbed and pushed outward. At first Carter assumed the tits were moving because William had adjusted his posture, but then it pushed forward again without William moving at all. He got closer and carefully put a hand against the heavy tit, and the mass expanded beneath his hand.

Carter laughed in pure disbelief.

William opened his eyes and looked at his roommate. “What?”

“Your boobs are growing again,” Carter said softly, and William’s eyes widened.

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