Teaching a Lesson Part 03

With his class being over, Mr. Duport stepped out of his class. He was starting to wonder just how much Cody had possibly changed. Though nothing really stood out to him. Obviously a few of the female teachers were starting to show their baby bumps, but that only made sense. It’d been months since he’d starting having sex with them. And it only made sense that a lot of the losers were doing pretty bad in their classes while the guys on the sports teams were doing so well. They needed to make sure they could stay on their respective teams.

Mr. Duport pulled out the phone again and looked at it. The previous statements he’d written were still there, but nothing else. Not even the bits that he knew Cody had changed. He figured there must have been private profiles. Even though he hadn’t made one, one seemed to have been made for him. 

“I don’t get it…” he muttered to himself. “How could--”

The thought wasn’t completed as he saw a hand reaching out for the phone in his hands. Mr. Duport just barely moved his hand out of the way as it tried to grab it. Only for another hand to reach up where it was going. “Oh shit!” the second guy shouted as his weight shifted unexpectedly and completely missed what he was grabbing for. 

Mr. Duport jumped out of the way and back into his classroom. In the heat of the moment, his body seemed to have known what to do, even though his mind was still playing catch up. He looked out to see Vance standing there looking confused while Jeffrey was on the ground. All three of their attentions were drawn to Lucas who was currently being crushed by Jeffrey’s body.

“Damn it!” Vance shouted. “I can’t believe you’re such a fuck up!”

“HEY!” Mr. Duport shouted louder than he meant to. The whole hallway seemed to have frozen under the strength of his voice. “You three in here!” he pointed to the ground and the three hustled into the room. Lucas’ eyes went to the floor while Jeffrey and Vance looked in the teacher’s direction, but not directly at him.

Their strong bodies and popularity usually made it hard for anyone to talk back to them. Most of the teachers tried to stay away. Though, Mr. Duport figured he must have been grandfathered into some special clause based off his size and strength. And how everyone in the hallway seemed to freeze in fear from the sound of his voice.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked.

“I’m sorry!” Lucas was the first to speak up, while Jeffrey and Vance continued to look opposite directions. “I was just going to class and then got knocked over!”

Mr. Duport had to bring his hand up to his mouth to stop himself from laughing. He looked down only to push the laughter down even more. The only one he wasn’t mad at was Lucas and he was the only one willing to apologize. “And you two?” he said, once he controlled himself again.

“I don’t have anything to say,” Jeffrey crossed his arms against his muscular chest.

“Nor do I,” Vance added.

Mr. Duport rolled his eyes at the added dramatic flare Vance gave off. He went to the phone and started typing. ‘When I ask a question, the longer it takes to answer the more weight Vance and Jeffrey gain. The first one who answers honestly gets that weight turned into muscle.’ The two jocks had always been showing off, especially over the last couple of days. And they seemed to know something as they squirmed the more Mr. Duport typed.

“Did Cody tell you I had his phone?” Mr. Duport asked.

The first couple of seconds they tried to act tough. But that act was quickly squashed when they saw the bit of a belly pushing out in front of them. Slowly more and more weight covered their abs and arms and legs. Dense muscles started to soften as more and more fat covered them. The two jocks squirmed under the feeling.

“YES!” Vance cracked. He was gasping for air as he said it. The fat and extra weight on his frame instantly started shifting into dense hard muscle. He was built like a normal gym bro and the added weight only made him look bigger. At least adding an extra 10 pounds to his dead lifts and squats. “Oh fuck yeah…” he moaned. His dick hard in his shorts.

“Hey! What the fuck?!” Jeffery demanded. His body was still a bit bloated. The firm cut six pack of abs were nearly covered in a layer of fat. The rest of his body had bulked up a bit as well, making the sleeveless shirt strain in a weird way. 

“Fuck you dude! You think I’m about to lose this body for you? Or Cody?” Vance flexed his even bigger bicep, showing it off. 

Jeffrey let out a huff. All the while Lucas was completely confused as he stood between the two guys. He looked back and forth, unsure what was going on. All Mr. Duport could do was give off a bit of a smirk. He didn’t know what he didn’t know. “And what all did Cody do?”

The two looked at each other. Each worried about actually answering the question. But the longer they waited the more and more fat increased in their bodies. Vance’s cut abs were starting to be covered again while Jeffrey didn’t have them anymore. His pecs were heavier and looser. 

“He made me muscular!” Vance finally said. “I thought it’d be fun if I’d be like a jock and he agreed. So he made me look like a jock. I used to be a fatass, but Cody made me sexy. And there’s no way I’m going back.”

However, Jeffrey still wasn’t speaking. His abs were completely gone and muscles covered in a moderate amount of fat. He still looked strong, but the ripped tone look he’d had was completely gone and replaced with a bit of a bulky one. Weight was rapidly gaining on him and he started to grimace at the sight of it all. “He changed me too! I was just a scrawny guy and he made me stronger. Okay?” Jeffrey answered. 

But the changes didn’t stop. His belly was still pushing a bit further forward and arms softened up. “Is that all?” Mr. Duport asked. Jeffrey’s belly was pushing even harder against his sleeveless shirt and his arms were growing thicker.

His face scrunched up as he tried to hold it back, but seeing all the fat accumulating on his body was getting to much. Sweat dripped down his rounder face. “Fine! And Lucas too! I was sick of him talking to his girlfriend when me and Cody were getting Pizza and I wanted her to pay attention to me instead. Well… And then Cody thought it’d be funny if Lucas was small and scrawny and attracted to me too…”

Lucas looked thoroughly confused as to what was going on. Or maybe part of it was the arousal from being so close to Jeffrey’s body. It didn’t help that he didn’t have to move and suddenly Jeffrey was a bit closer to him. He took a gulp. “I don’t know what’s going on…” he muttered. “I barely even know Cody.”

“Oh Lord…” Mr. Duport tried to contain his laughter again. He didn’t know what Lucas could have possibly been thinking was going on as he stood between the two guys. His small body stood between a wall of muscle and a wall of mass. Vance looked to be a good 250 pounds of solid firm muscle, while Jeffrey looked to be a solid linebacker. He was a bit taller so the 330 pounds were spread out a bit more. 

“So now what?” Jeffrey crossed his arms against his chest.

“Dude… Don’t. I don’t think I can handle getting any bigger…” Vance whispered. At 5’8” his muscles were well overdeveloped. His thighs pressed hard against each other and it didn’t look like he could properly bend his arms as his biceps would have blocked him from getting anywhere near his shoulders. 

“Trouble? Cody’s just going to turn us back when he gets it back anyways. Why does it matter?” Jeffrey sneered. 

Mr. Duport couldn’t do anything other than cock a smile. His eyebrows tilted downward. “Is that so? Are you going to remember to ask him?" He waggled the phone in front of their eyes.  It was the first time that Jeffrey had gotten nervous. “But first, you haven’t even apologized to Lucas yet…”

“S-sir!” Lucas nearly toppled forward. “That’s not necessary. Really! I’m fine. It was just an accident.”

“Yeah an accident!” Jeffrey tried to pat Lucas down.

“Yep. Just an accident. I’m sorry Lucas,” Vance mimicked Jeffrey.

“Right! I’m sorry Lucas! I’m sorry,” Jeffrey said. 

Mr. Duport belted out a laugh. “I don’t know boys. He looked pretty shaken up. I think you guys might need to do a little bit more than that. Lucas,” the teacher’s tone lightened up. He tried to sound a bit softer when addressing Lucas. “You like Jeffrey a lot. Don’t you?” Lucas’ face shot beat red. “Answer the question…”

“Ye-ye-yes,” Lucas stammered out. He went to hide his flushed face in his shirt. “But--”

“No need to be embarrassed,” Mr. Duport said. "He's a handsome man." His voice was comforting and kind compared to how he had been speaking to Jeffrey or Vance. He pulled out his phone and started typing something. “It’s perfectly normal. I’m sure you have all kinds of fantasies about him. Don’t you?”

Lucas tried to make his small body even small. A soft squeak of a, ‘yes,’ could barely be heard as he tried to shrink himself into nothing. 

“But Mr. Duport--”

“Now. Now,” Mr. Duport waggled his finger at Jeffrey. “I think you owe it to him.”

“But… Uhh… Woah…” Jeffrey muttered. His large body seemed to have been set off kilter as he stood there. “I feel… Funny…” a bit of a giggle came out of him as he said so. One of his hands went to rub his face only to feel the thick coating of hair that was starting to cover his chin. The auburn color ran across his rounded face, growing longer and thicker. 

Hair was rapidly filling in the blank spaces up his forearms and on the back of his hands. Jeffrey let out another laugh, shaking his larger belly. The sleeveless shirt he was wearing that had been used to show off his muscles changed to a sweat stained wife beater that clung heavily to his belly and chest. Thick patches of hair from his chest stuck out of the top and sides.

Jeffrey’s shorts started to lengthen down past his knees. The soft fabric molded and shifted into a dark blue denim. It clung hard to his hefty, but muscular weight. Every bit of it clinging to his thick legs. They eventually tucked themselves into the heavy brown cowboy boots that his tennis shoes had turned into.

“Je-Jeff?” Lucas peered out of his shirt, seeing the object of his desire. Every fantasy he’d ever had for the big bear was suddenly all happening at once. 

“In da flesh, lil buddy,” Jeff’s meaty paws were on both sides of Lucas as he bent down to get closer to eye level. He spoke softly to pull the scared little turtle out of his shell.

Lucas was about to protest when he felt Jeff’s mouth press against his face. A tongue entered into his mouth and all Lucas could do is follow the other man’s lead. His legs felt like jelly but with Jeff’s strong arms holding him up, he couldn’t fall down even if he wanted to. “W-wow…” Lucas stammered as he looked the other man in the eyes. 

“I think that’s my line,” Jeff smirked. A thick southern accent rolled out of his mouth as he spoke.

“Alright boys,” Mr. Duport interrupted them. “You need to get going to class…”

Jeffrey turned back to his teacher. “What the--!” 

“Can you carry my books?” Lucas asked.

Jeff snapped back to Lucas. “Of course I can,” he smiled, then grabbed Lucas’ back pack and gave him a light peck on the cheek. A red and black plaid shirt appeared over his bulky arms, only making him look more imposing. He left it open, showing off his moderately sized belly and yellowing wife beater.

“Man that was hot…” Vance moaned as he stroked himself in over his shorts. “You didn’t change anything else, did you?”

Mr. Duport’s body shook with laughter. “No,” he lied. “Of course not…”

“Really… Well… I know I shouldn’t ask this but, could you make my dick a little bigger. It’s just I’m so big everywhere else that…” Vance let out a grunt, still trying to please himself. “It just looks so small. Just a little nub on a perfect body.”

“Hmmm…” Mr. Duport pretended to think about it. “How about I make it so every time you find a change that Cody made, it grows 10% bigger?”

“Really!? You’d do that for me! I was so embarrassed to ask Cody that I just didn’t want to say anything. But thanks!”

“No problem. Just remember to tell me them all before the day ends or it won’t stick. Okay?” Mr. Duport said.

“Yes sir!” Vance chanted.

“Good boy,” Mr. Duport gave the student a pat on the back, sending him off to the next class.