The sun cast a warm, golden glow over the sprawling estates of Dr Stanford’s mansion. The vast expanse of green lawn stretched out before the imposing brick façade, its ivy-covered walls a testament to its age and grandeur. Inside, the mansion was a marvel of modern design, technological marvels and advanced knowledge fused seamlessly into the fabric of the home.
In the study, Dr Stanford stood before a large oak desk, his hands folded behind his back as he examined a sheaf of papers before him.
His eyes darted back and forth over the documents, his mind racing with new ideas and possibilities. “Well,” he said to himself, his voice deep and resonant. “I suppose it's time to give these fellows their reports.”
He reached into a drawer and pulled out two envelopes, each one carefully labelled with the names of Jim and Eric. Stanford took a moment to remember their transformations - the way they bloomed from their original forms of average men into men of power and beauty. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride welling up in his chest.
Both men had undergone major physical changes, but the boost in confidence and strength that came with it had transformed their lives in ways they could never have imagined.
Dr Stanford walked to the door of the study, opening it wide to reveal Jim and Eric waiting outside. Both men looked anxious as they shifted their weight from foot to foot, their eyes darting around the room. “Please, come in and take a seat,” Dr Stanford said, gesturing towards the two leather armchairs positioned in front of his desk.Eric and Jim exchanged a look before walking cautiously into the room, taking a seat as the instructions told them to do.
“Now then,” Dr Stanford began as he settled into his own chair behind the desk. “I wanted to talk to you both about your progress since the transformation.”Eric’s heart raced as he awaited the doctor’s verdict. He had always been self-conscious about his body, and the transformation had brought him a newfound confidence that he couldn’t quite believe.It seemed almost too good to be true. But as he looked at Jim, who was grinning ear to ear, he knew it was real. He caught Dr Stanford’s eye and offered a grateful smile.
“I just wanted to say thank you,” Eric began, his voice shaky with emotion. “This has been... life-changing.” Dr Stanford nodded solemnly, a warm smile crossing his face. “I’m glad to hear that,” he said, his voice gentle. “But I must remind you, the transformation is only the beginning. You both have the potential to grow even more, to become more than you ever thought possible.” Dr Stanford held up the first envelope, addressed to Jim. Jim accepted the envelope with a look of curiosity, his heart quickening slightly with anticipation. “This report is just as much for me as it is for you. I want to understand more about the physical changes I’ve experienced. But the mental shifts are just as important. Tell me, Jim, how have things been with you since the transformation?”
Jim considered Dr Stanford’s question, a quiet confidence filling him as he responded. “Well, Doctor, since the transformation, well, everything has been amazing.” He paused, a sly grin spreading across his lips. “Everything that matters, anyway.” Stanford sat back in his chair, his green eyes gleaming with interest. He had always known that Jim was a capable repairman, but he had never seen someone grow and change so drastically in such a short amount of time. “Let me guess, your love life has improved significantly, hasn’t it?” Stanford asked, a subtle smirk on his face. Jim nodded, unable to suppress a smile. “Well, I’m not one to kiss and tell, but let’s just say I haven’t only been fixing machines during my nights.”
Stanford chuckled knowingly. “I see. And what about work, Jim? Has that changed at all? Do you feel you can balance both your job and life better with all the extra energy?” Stanford asked. Jim grinned, nodding excitedly. “Absolutely, Doc. I’ve never felt better or more focused. And it’s not just the new body—it’s like something shifted in my mind, too. I’m more confident, more outgoing. Even my family has noticed a change for the better in me!” “I have spent more time with the kids, this surprised them and my ex-wife. While still a good friend, nothing more she is grateful that I’ve stopped being that workaholic self.”
Dr Stanford smiled, genuinely pleased to hear that his clients were thriving in their personal and professional lives. “Wonderful. I’m glad to hear it. And what about you, Eric?” “How has the transformation affected your life?” Dr Stanford asked, turning his attention to the other man. Eric swallowed hard, gathering his thoughts before speaking. “Well, Doctor, I have to say it’s been incredible. I’ve never felt so confident and strong before. People treat me differently with respect. And it’s not just that. My personal life has improved too. I feel like I can honestly be myself around people now, without fear of judgement.”
Dr Stanford nodded solemnly, taking in Eric’s words. “I understand, and I’m glad that you’re feeling more confident and comfortable in your own skin. But remember, a transformation like this is just the beginning. There is so much more potential within you both, and it’s up to you to harness it.”
Eric and Jim both nodded, eager to continue their journey with Dr Stanford. “So, what’s next?” Jim asked, his blue eyes gleaming with excitement. Stanford leaned forward in his chair, a twinkle in his green eyes. “Next, we will define what we want to change. You have the power to shape your own destiny, guys. It’s up to you both to decide what aspects of yourself you’d like to enhance.”
Eric’s heart raced as he took the envelope from Stanford’s outstretched hand. He tore it open, his eyes scanning the contents. The words blurred together as his mind raced with possibilities. Eric’s heart thudded in his chest as he thought about the potential that lay ahead.
“Dr Stanford,” Eric began, finding his voice. “Jim and I were wondering if there was a way to increase our knowledge, to learn new things faster and more efficiently.” Dr Stanford’s eyes sparkled with interest at the suggestion. “An intriguing idea, Eric,” he said, stroking his chin. “I have that possibility set up in the machine. It’s an excellent addition.” Jim nodded in agreement, his eyes wide with excitement. “Think of all the things we could learn, the skills we could gain. It would be incredible.” Dr Stanford leaned back in his chair, a gleeful expression on his face. “Very well,” he said finally. “I will add it to the list of potential enhancements for you both.”
As he typed that into his PC, he gave a cheeky grin as he continued, “Another interesting one I’ve been using on and off on some men is something I call ‘The P-spot sensitivity.’ It allows for the penis to hit the G-spot or prostate within seconds of penetration. The tip of the penis acts like a magnet to the area, sending a light vibration to both parties. Imagine the massive pleasure that could bring,” Dr Stanford explained, a glint of mischief in his eyes. Eric and Jim exchanged a confused and surprised look. The joy that Stanford was getting from describing this addition was almost crazed. “But Dr Stanford, isn’t that... excessive?” Eric remarked, unsure of how to react. “Excessive? Hardly. This is the realm of pleasure we’re discussing here. I believe in pushing boundaries, expanding horizons, and providing the most fulfilling experiences possible,” Dr Stanford replied, a twinkle in his eyes. “Excessive or not, it’s a fascinating concept, don’t you think? Just imagine being able to bring your partner to the height of pleasure at the same time as yourself, or even making their body respond to you in ways they never thought possible. It’s all about pushing the boundaries and exploring the full potential of human pleasure.”
Eric and Jim exchanged glances, both feeling slightly overwhelmed by the doctor’s words. They had come to him to get their reports of the changes done months before, but it was like once they asked for additions, the mad scientist in him was coming out, like a salesman. Stanford continued, “And there’s more. I’m close to creating a way to manipulate the scent of bodily fluids. Imagine, being able to make your partner’s sweat smell like roses or their cum taste like chocolate. The possibilities are endless.” Eric and Jim exchanged glances, their eyes wide with excitement and anticipation.
“Are you saying... we can try the machine again?” Eric asked, hardly daring to believe what he was hearing. Dr Stanford nodded, a sly smile spreading across his face. “Yes, indeed. You can use it until it breaks. And I believe it’s time for another transformation.”
Jim leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “When can we start again, Doc? I’m ready. I can feel the potential inside of me, just waiting to be unlocked.” Stanford raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “Patience, my friend. We must not rush things. We must approach this with care and precision. You’ve been using the standard models that I give people as a hint of what the machines can do, and I want to ensure that you are both prepared for what lies ahead.” Eric nodded, his eyes fixed on Stanford. “I understand, Dr Stanford. We’ll do whatever it takes to achieve the results we want.” Jim nodded, still captivated by the possibilities that lay before them.
But as they discussed their goals and ambitions, Eric’s mind couldn’t help but drift back to the initial transformation. He had felt nothing like it before, the surge of power and energy coursing through his veins, the sensation of his body reshaping itself. It was exhilarating, and he couldn’t help but wonder if there were any potential side effects. “Dr Stanford,” he began hesitantly, “I know we’re focused on what’s next, but I can’t help but wonder... Are there any side effects from the machine? Anything we should know?”
Stanford looked thoughtful for a moment before responding. “There are always risks with any kind of medical procedure, Eric. But I take every precaution to minimise those risks. Afterwards, I’ve always suggested that the client keep in touch with anything bad. Apart from men with sore penises from overuse, I have never had a serious complication with any of my patients, and I intend to keep it that way.” Jim nodded, still unsure but determined to trust Dr Stanford. “I understand, Doctor. I just wanted to make sure we were aware of all the risks before proceeding.” Eric nodded in agreement, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something Dr Stanford wasn’t telling them.
As if reading his mind, Dr Stanford spoke up. “I know this is all very new and overwhelming for you both, but I want you to know that I have your best interests at heart. I want to help you become the best versions of yourselves, and that means being honest and transparent with you about everything.” Eric nodded, grateful for Dr Stanford’s reassurance. “Thank you, Doctor. That means a lot to us,” Jim said, his voice filled with gratitude. Dr Stanford nodded, his expression sincere. “You’re welcome, Jim. It’s important for me to maintain a level of trust with my patients, and I hope that my honesty has put your mind at ease.” “It has,” Eric replied, a small smile playing on his lips.
“Good,” Dr Stanford said, a subtle gleam of excitement in his eyes. “Now, let’s get back to the matter at hand. Once you’ve chosen the enhancements you’d like, it’s time to make it real,” Dr Stanford said, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Eric and Jim exchanged glances, both feeling a sense of trepidation and excitement. “But unlike the first time, which was a package body, we’ll be adding these features in stages.” “It’s a more measured approach, designed to keep you safe,” Dr Stanford continued. Jim leaned forward in his chair, his eyes narrowed with interest. “What do you mean by ‘stages’ exactly?” Dr Stanford steepled his fingers together and leaned back in his chair. “Well, let’s say you want to increase your strength. We would start with a minor change, something that would give you a boost without overwhelming your body.” “From there, we would accumulate the intensity, ensuring that your body can handle the changes. It’s a more cautious approach, but I believe it’s the best way to ensure your safety,” Dr Stanford explained.
Eric and Jim exchanged a look, both feeling reassured by Dr Stanford’s words. “I understand your concerns, Doc,” Jim said, nodding his head. “But I trust you. You’ve done right by us so far.” Dr Stanford smiled, his green eyes shining with warmth. “Thank you, Jim. I appreciate your trust. But I want you to know that I do care for my clients, although they throw a lot of money at me for their perfect bodies. I do not intend to cause anyone harm. I’m not some mad scientist playing God,” Dr Stanford said, acknowledging the comparison. “As a curious man, I’ve stumbled upon a lucky accident. I want to use my knowledge and resources to help people, not harm them.”
Eric and Jim exchanged glances, unsure of what to make of Dr Stanford’s words. “I understand your concerns, but I truly believe in the potential of this machine. It has already transformed your lives in ways you never thought possible, hasn’t it?” Jim nodded eagerly, his eyes shining with excitement. “Yes, Doctor. It’s given me a newfound confidence and strength that I never knew I had. I feel like I can take on the world!” Dr Stanford smiled at Jim’s enthusiasm. “Exactly. And that’s why I want to continue exploring the possibilities of this machine. It’s not just about physical enhancements, it’s about giving ordinary people extraordinary abilities.” Jim and Eric exchanged a sceptical look, unsure if they fully believed the doctor’s grand vision.“But what about payment? We can’t just keep coming here and getting all these enhancements for free,” Eric asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Dr Stanford shook his head, a wry smile on his face. “Payment? My dear Eric, I get more than enough money from the rich men who pay for their fantasy bodies. You heard me that night telling you about those midlife crisis cases. It’s nuts to see what they wish for. The boost in strength, the muscle mass, the increased libido... they can’t get enough of it. Jim’s eyes widened in surprise as Stanford showed them there before and after results, even clips of the after action. As they looked, the two men felt the boners forming in their trousers. Stanford, seeing the reaction, smiled and replied, “maybe it’s time you made your choices and as long as you fancy it, I can call the staff down to the lab and we can have an orgy after we make those first adjustments? What about it boys, a football team worth of studs having fun with your new bodies?” Jim looked at Eric with relish, their bisexual desires for each-other since last time and more were still strong so they yelled with delight, “yes please, Dr Stanford.” The Doctor smiled as the two men happily made their choices for their perfect body plan. The invention of insatiable desire would bless two hard-working men for some time yet and Stanford would be the happy provider.
