Daddification Potion

Originally posted on Tumblr: Sep 13th, 2021

Hey everyone, I just wanted you all to know I made this story with a friend of mine. They provided the gifs and the original idea. However, they didn’t want to write a story so I asked them if I could. So, I took the outline we talked about and ran with it. 

 

Ethan was beyond pissed. How could Karl just decide to dump him? They were supposed to be starting their lives together. All the planning, all the anniversaries and the friendships. Had it just amounted to nothing for Karl? Ethan sighed sitting in their apartment alone on the couch. The breakup had been so sudden Ethan hadn’t even had time to show Karl the gift he had gotten. Probably for the best, Ethan realizing that it would have just been embarrassing. 

Taking a deep breath, Ethan tried to think of the positives. He was only 26, there was a lot of time to meet a guy. That brought a smile to his face. A frown quickly replaced it as he stared at the vial in his hands labeled, ‘Daddify’. It was supposed to be an inside joke. People online had been saying this could make a guy gain potent enough seed to breed other men. Of course, Ethan knew it was bullshit. Who would believe such absurd stories?  But 2 months ago, at Sheila’s wedding their friend group had been joking about it. Ethan was so sure he’d get a laugh out of Karl for this one.

 “Happy 4 years!” He raised the corked flask and set it down on the coffee table. Leaning back on the couch he wanted to cry. This joke of a drink was going to be an ice breaker to have the conversation about kids. They’d had many surface level discussions, but Ethan wanted to talk about their finances and an actual plan.

 Ethan dragged his hands down his face. He had sent in a strand of hair to the stupid company that made the potion. In their words they could cater the concoction towards him.  They said the drink itself was like a hormone and the DNA in the hair would make the target attracted to his pheromones. At the time Ethan had nodded his head while on the phone, concluding it was an aphrodisiac. It had all seemed so funny a few days ago while ordering, but now Ethan had wished he’d stopped a second to think.

 The next day, Ethan found himself returning a lot of gifts he had recently bought for Karl, especially the stupid potion. He had boxes spread out on the floor as he threw items back. Where was Karl? He didn’t come back home last night. Apparently staying at a hotel to give Ethan some time to process. Then a spark of inspiration hit Ethan. He could regift some of these. There were some gifts he had been planning to send out anyway. Mrs. Milligan, an old neighbor, was getting married, a new crystal. His little brothers Travis and Davis had wanted that new game. Old man Gil needed a new pair of shoes.  Cousin Paul did need some hair care products.  He sealed up all the boxes, ready to mail the gifts when an idea came to his head. He went and grabbed some pieces of paper.

 He wrote down a few messages for the gifts, posting them on top:

“Sparkle like a diamond sweetie.”

“Sharing is caring boys, don’t fight over it!”

“Go ahead, put them on!”

“That’s right, this is all for you.”

When Ethan went to the mail office carrying the gifts and the items he was going to return, it was with a smile. He happily sent all the boxes off and smiled. Things returned, gifts given, put Ethan at peace. He’d still have to figure out what he’d do about the apartment. Could he even afford that place by himself? Though that was a problem for later.

After 3 days the phone calls started coming in for Ethan thanking him for all the gifts. Mrs. Milligan and her droning on about the old neighborhood gossip.  Old man Gil called wanting to ask when Ethan and Karl could come up for fishing…Ouch. Cousin Paul demanded Karl’s number when Ethan shared the truth. However, it was Ethan’s mom that talked the longest. She had picked up the package for Ethan’s brothers and put it in their room. But she didn’t call to talk about the game he got them. She wanted to gossip too! Her and Mrs. Milligan lived right across the street and talked constantly. Why did they have to bombard Ethan’s ears as well?

 A day later, Ethan had just gotten home, when he saw a package waiting outside his apartment. It was from the same company he brought that stupid ‘potion’ from and was labeled with return to sender. He picked it up rolling his eyes. He didn’t want this stupid thing again. Unlocking the door and stepping into the house, he set the box beside the door. He had to start looking for other places to live.

 He let that box sit there, a whole day. Karl came by to pick up some of his stuff. Ethan made sure to avoid eye contact as Karl moved throughout the place. Easy to do since he was washing dishes and faced away from his ex-boyfriend.

 “What’s this?” Karl said, spotting the abandoned package sitting alone on their coffee table.

 Ethan looked over his shoulders, “Oh, it was a joke present I got for you. Doesn’t really matter now. You can go ahead and look at it and the company wouldn’t take it back.” Karl nodded and Ethan listened to the sounds of the taped being ripped and the box opening.

“No way, you got me Doom Eternal?! That’s so awesome.” Karl let the box fall to the floor holding the game case in his hand. “I’ve been wanting to play this for a while.”

 Ethan spun around abandoning dishes. Sure, enough in Karl’s hands was not the ‘Daddify’ potion, but the video game he had bought as a main anniversary gift. Ethan sucked his teeth; no wonder the company had sent the box back. But thinking about it again that meant he had sent the potion to his parent’s house with his brothers. Ethan waited to bang his head against the wall. That’s what he got for sealing the boxes before writing the addresses on them.

After Karl packed up a few things and left. Ethan called his mom. She answered and tried to start up a story about what his dad was doing. Ethan skirted around that and got to the heart of the conversation.

“Do Travis and Davis still have that gift I sent them?”

 “I’m sure they do. They wouldn’t just throw away something you sent. Why?” Her voice was a bit curt, upset from being unable to gossip.

 “I’m going to need you to send it back. I sent them the wrong gift. What I sent them was something I was returning.” Ethan decided he’d buy them another game as a replacement since Karl walked off with the original.

 “Oh, I don’t know if they’ve already opened it and went through whatever was inside. You might be stuck with it if they damaged it.” His mom sighed. Ethan knew that sigh, that ‘living in a house of all men is not easy’ sigh.

 “Well could you ask, or go check?” Ethan said.

 “Honey, why don’t you just call the boys on their cell phones and ask them yourself?” She hung up.

 “Call them? Ethan thought. Davis and Travis were 12 and 13. They didn’t have cell phones. His parents said they wouldn’t get some till high school. How was he supposed to call them? Ethan scrolled through his contact list barely entertaining the idea. His face was confused when he saw his little brothers’ names sitting happily in his contact list. Davis and Travis were both there. Ethan knew for a fact he didn’t have other friends by that name. Perhaps he added some acquaintances and forgot. Wanting to check, Ethan dialed Travis’ number. The phone rang for a while before being answered.

 “Hello?” A groggy voice answered.

 “Hey, this is Ethan, Travis is that you?”

 “Hey Ethan, what’s up? I was just dreaming about you, that’s so weird.”

 “You’re still in bed? It’s the middle of the day.” On a Sunday no less. Shouldn’t kids be enjoying their weekend? Though he didn’t add that last part. There were times when he just needed to sleep.

 “I just had to take a power nap.”

 “Are you feeling, okay? I know you said you just woke up, but you sound sick.” Ethan couldn’t believe that his parents had caved and gotten his brother’s cell phones. He didn’t get one until he was a junior in college.

 Suddenly a call came through on his phone. Travis was asking for a video call. Ethan accepted it and watched as his brother’s camera turned on. Travis was laying under the covers with an arm stretched out holding his phone, set on his dresser. From this position Ethan could see the bed, and the back of the room. The last time he’d been in that room on Christmas the walls were bare. Now Ethan could see a few posters hanging up. Music bands, Video games, athletes and was that? Ethan squinted, two posters, one of a male underwear model and a bikini model were just cut off by the camera frame.

Ethan couldn’t confirm it but, what else could it have been? He was shocked. Just how free thinking did his parents get after he left the house? No way could he have anything that hinted towards nudity in his room let alone plastered on the wall. He turned his attention back to his little brother. Travis’ red hair was longer than normal and with his head buried in the pillow Ethan could hardly see his face. Though Travis’ arm was looking muscular, not the twigs he remembered his brother having.

“You’ve been working out?” Ethan asked.

Travis smiled, “You noticed!  Yeah, Davis and I have been working out with dad’s weights.” He flexed a bicep. “And look Davis is getting big too,” Travis turned his phone showing their youngest brother collapsed on top of the bed. Ethan felt disconnected because his brothers were getting big, he had to go visit more.

“Before I forget. I was calling to ask; do you still have the gift I sent you?”

“That? uh Davis and I already drank it.” Travis admitted.

“What…both of you?”

“Well, you did say, ‘sharing is caring’ so we drank it.”  Travis chuckled.

Ethan smacked his forehead. He honestly didn’t know how to feel about that. The company said it was an adult drink, but it wasn’t like there was any alcohol in it. So maybe it was all right if they had some? “That drink wasn’t my gift for you guys; it was an accident.  If you guys start feeling weird. Tell mom and dad to take you to the hospital.”

“Sure, thing bro, I’m going to get some more sleep.”

“Okay, sleep well.” Ethan arched his eyebrow after Travis hung up, “Bro?”

 

Day 1 - Travis and Davis

On Friday afternoon the two boys arrived back from middle school exhausted. It wasn’t until Their mom told them their older brother had sent them a present that the toy boys’ faces lit up and rushed up the stairs.

“Take off your shoes!” Their mother yelled, but it was too late.

The brothers were pushing each other to get to their room. Even though they hadn’t spent time living with their older brother, they loved him, nevertheless.  He was always sending them gifts and tried to play with them whenever he came over.

Travis was able to reach the bedroom door first, bursting through to find his brother’s gift sitting on Davis’s bed. He ran and picked it up, He grabbed scissors off his desk cutting it open.

“No fair!” Davis whined, trying to take the box away. Unfortunately, he couldn’t rip it away from his older brother before it was opened. Travis pulled out the flask from the surrounding padding. Both boys froze for a moment staring at it.

“What is it?” 

“How should I know; didn’t you just see me pull it out dummy?” Travis chided making his younger brother go silent. “It says ‘daddify’, maybe it’s a sports drink?” Then he smirked, “Guess this is mine now.”

“Sharing is caring, don’t fight over it!”” Davis pointed to the message on the box.

Travis rolled his eyes. That was Davis’s way of saying, “I’ll tell Ethan.’ He definitely didn’t want to get his older brother pissed off. Their older brother was the only cool older person they knew. He liked video games, music and working out. Ethan said he always likes to stay in shape. Of course, Travis and Davis had asked to join but their mom always denied them with “Wait until you’re older.”

“Fine. I’ll let you have half.” Travis uncorked the flask and stared at it.  For a sports drink it was strange, but Ethan would never send them something strange. He threw his head back, swallowing the stuff. The taste was surprisingly good.

“Come on, stop. I want some!” Davis complained. He pulled at his brother’s shirt, thinking Travis was going to take it all anyway. 

And although the drink was wonderful Travis was able to pull his lips away wiping them with his arm and handing the rest to Davis. The younger brother didn’t hesitate to follow his older brother’s lead. He didn’t want to be called a scaredy cat or a wuss. The precious liquid drained from it contained into the preteens awaiting gut. Davis was surprised it tasted just like juice.

 “Ah,” Davis smacked his lips.

 “Woah, getting fat there?” Travis leaned over smacking Davis’s belly.  

 “You’re one to talk,” Davis shot back nodding at Travis’ bloated gut rounding out his shirt.

 “What the?” Travis looked down. How strange, there wasn’t that much of the stuff to drink so neither of their guts should have been sticking out like they ate a good meal. Though there wasn’t much they could do about it and they weren’t feeling bad, so they ignored it.

 When their mom called them down for dinner. They race down, not with their usual competitiveness, but an awaked desire to eat. They got to the table and ruined grace with their grumbling guts. The pork, the potatoes, and even the vegetables were mercilessly consumed by the boys. They’d finish one plate then ask for another. Their parents were shocked by the sudden interest in their vegetables, not that they would complain. By the time they trekked upstairs and got to bed, the potion was ready to begin its work.

 

Day 2

 Davis was the first to wake, when his mom stormed into their room picking up laundry. She walked over to the window lifting up. “Will you two let some air in? It smells like ‘boy’ here. With a huff she left out leaving the door open so a breeze could roll through. Davis got out of bed without much reaction, at 14 what did his mother expect the room to smell, like flowers? They weren’t girls. He walked over to his brother’s bed and shook him awake.

 “What time is it?” Travis reached for his cell phone. Upon grabbing it he paused, something about it being there gave him pause. The sensation of holding his phone felt new, heck it even looked new, but he had this phone for a year. How odd?

 Davis wanted Travis to come play basketball with him at the park. Travis groaned into his pillow he didn’t want to get up. He had slept like a log and wanted to continue to do so. Then again, the idea of getting a bit of exercise did sound good to him. Davis brushed his brown hair after getting out of the shower, while Travis hopped in.

 

Day 4 – Ethan

 Ethan was sitting at home alone, when the first message came through, Davis was texting him in the middle of the day. Of course, Ethan asked wasn’t Davis was supposed to be in school, but Davis replied he was in school. Ethan didn’t think much of it assuming it was lunchtime there or whatever. Though their parents would never have allowed him to text at school. 

However, things got odd when Travis began to text him too. He asked if Travis was supposed to be in class, changing his question a little. Travis replied he was, but that class was boring him, and he wanted to talk to someone. Ethan told him to pay attention in class Travis sent back ‘Fine.’ Moving back to Davis Ethan asked how he could be texting this much in school. Davis replied he had a lot of free periods.

 “Your middle school has free periods?”

 “Middle school? I’m a freshman, very funny.” Davis replied back.

 Ethan shook his head, his youngest brother’s jokes weren’t funny, “I know I’m not that old so try again.”

 Two messages came through on Ethan’s phone. One was a picture of Davis in front of the local high school. The next was a video message of Davis waving his hand at the local high school. Ethan almost dropped his phone. What was his younger brother doing?

 Time to figure out what was going on. Ethan dialed his parents. He wasn’t going to snitch on his brother’s, but he could pry information if he needed it. So, when his dad answered the phone Ethan danced around the topic trying to figure out what was going on. But the more he talked the more it seemed his parents truly did believe his little brothers were in high school.

 Now perhaps if Ethan had been an aloof or detached older brother he would believe not knowing his brother ages, but he had seen them a few months ago. There was a gift wrapped in his closet for Travis’s graduation. After tapping his phone to his face, Ethan asked Travis to send a picture. Travis sent one of him in class with the peace sign. Sitting down on his couch Ethan scrolled through his camera, finding a picture of his younger brothers.

 “Thought so.” Ethan flipped between the three pictures of his brothers. When he had first got Davis’s picture Ethan had an inkling something was off. Travis’ picture only confirmed that. Their faces had gotten thinner, making them look older. Rolling his tongue in his mouth Ethan dialed a familiar number.

Once someone answered he began speaking.

“H, I recently purchased a Daddify potion, and I was wondering… if some let’s say, some teenager or preteens accidentally ingested some of that. What exactly would happen?”

“Sir, our product is specifically produced for adult males looking for a lifestyle changes it is not for others to experiment with. Also please remember we are not legally responsible or able to be held liable for anything that occurs once the product is your possession.” After tersely saying that the woman hung up on Ethan.

 

Day 5 -Travis and Davis

 Travis woke up before his brother. Leaning over, Travis shuffled through his clothes. He picked up a pair of his underwear, balled it up and threw it at Davis’s head. Davis jumped up in bed, the underwear falling from his face.

 “What the hell!” Davis shouted, looking around.

 Travis laughed, falling back on his bed. “Time to get up dumb ass!”  Throwing his covers and getting up he stretched in front of his bed. His torso and legs began to stretch forward, growing him in height. At 18 he was one of the older juniors, but that was just because of his birthday falling early in the year. What sucked was that it was his job to get him and his brother to school. He hated that he had to be responsible but that’s what older brothers did. He’d learned that from Ethan even though they had a wide age gap Travis always thought Ethan was an amazing brother.

It was only when Travis had the shower running that Davis got up from his bed. He thought he had watched Travis’s body grow, but that had to be a remnant of his waking brain. 17 was really treating Davis’s body well; he was finally developing the stature of a man. After school sports kept him in top shape, though the same was exactly true for Travis as well. That fact gave Davis a headache. Being the youngest for him meant being satisfied with being second best. For once in his life, he just wanted to beat his older brother at something, anything. Then, maybe Ethan would praise him. Their oldest brother had a knack for praising both so that the other never felt left out, but Davis really wanted to get the spotlight. As Davis sat alone on his bed, he never noticed the growth occurring in his muscles.

 Walking into the school, heads turned for the McCallum brothers. The strode in book bags thrown across their shoulder and their after-school sports practice equipment in hand. The two moved through the crowded halls like princes in the making. Though both had their own special flair.

Travis was calm, collected, and a cool athlete. People loved him. Davis on the other hand was a cocky arrogant jock. He wasn’t mean or even disrespectful, he just knew what his talents were and had no wavering doubts when it came to his abilities or performance on or off the field. Students argued all the time over who was the better brother. Their answers always boiled down to Travis is too much of a loner, or Davis is too jockish. However, ask either of the brothers and they’d say: Ethan.

 Recently, the two had been thinking a lot about their big brother, nothing too important, only that they had been missing him. They started texting him in school just to catch up and see how he was doing. This was against school regulations, but there was a certain air about the boys that made people not want to confront them. The brothers could move through the school in their own harmony.

Today, however, that harmony for Travis would break. He was sitting in Spanish class when he hunched forward grabbing at his crotch. His sack had just expanded along with his cock. Compared to all the other changes it was so forceful that he couldn’t not notice. He asked to be excused and rushed to the bathroom. It was an important stage for Travis. It wasn’t just enough for his body to physically change the need to mature in other areas as well. Most notably his libido. He went through high school not caring about the girls, or guys that approached him, but that was going to change.  His cock, his add even his pecs. All of it called out to be touched by someone. And though many images flashed through his head, only one name came to mind.

Ethan

However, since he was at school. He reigned in his feelings. Strange they felt sudden and new but also like he battled with them since puberty. Being horny was never a problem; he just needed to put other things first like school, and sports. He tucked his cock away and went back to class no less horny than he was before.

 On the way home Davis could not figure out Why Travis was so grumpy. He rushed them getting changes and then, packing to go home. But Travis was the one who disappeared before and after practice. Even when they got home Travis locked himself in the bathroom. Though Davis needed not worry  he’d soon learn the cause.

 

Day 6

 The next day, it wasn’t a person, or a pair of underwear that woke either of the boys up. It was a pressure relieving fart that escaped from Davis’s juicy ass. The 18-year-old groaned, while his 19-year-old brother got up, nose clenched. .

 “Dude what the fuck did you eat last night?” Travis waved his nose, his body shirtless with only pajama bottoms. He went over to the window stepping through their discarded clothes scattered on the floor. Putting his head out he took a deep breath. Fresh air.

 “Same thing as you.” Davis chuckled. Travis launched a pillow at Davis’s head with perfect aim.

 Davis got out of bed wearing only his boxers. Scratching his head, he opened the door to their room. The air flowed freely. At night the two teens were forbidden from leaving their door open. When Travis started his senior year, and Davis his junior year, the two brothers began lifting. To maximize their gains, they began to ingest copious amounts of protein shakes. Good for a workout, but it gave the two young men quite the noxious gas especially at night. And so, their mother ruled that their door must remain closed.

Flexing in front of the mirror, Davis was pleased with how all his exercising was coming along. His body was getting meatier every day. There was a guy at school stronger than him except for—

 Travis came up beside Davis flexing with him in their mirror. They wanted to get big like their older brother Ethan, maybe even bigger. Davis’s eyes dropped and noticed that Travis was rocking a boner. Then Travis slightly turned his hips toward Davis and his muscular ass released a loud fart.

“What the fuck man!” Davis pushed Travis back, and the older teen fell onto his bed.

 Davis stormed out of the room. Sometimes he honestly hated the way their room smelled but there was something masculine about the stench of a jock that couldn’t be ignored. By the time he came out of the shower Travis had picked up some clothes and threw them into a laundry basket, then left while Davis picked up the rest. Doing laundry was a pain but it was a necessary step in learning to be a good partner, especially for a boyfriend. No guy wants to deal with a man child.

 “Wait, boyfriend?” Davis thought to himself. Was he even gay? He knew he liked girls but guys too. Davis shrugged that just meant he was bisexual then.

 During a free period at school Davis separated from his group of friends, waving goodbye as he entered the bathroom. He walked to a urinal in the middle of two guys. The two were chatting about something, but there weren’t any other options. They stopped talking as Davis smugly took his place in between them. As Davis pulled out his cock from his sweats, he found himself wondering how big the other two guys were. Nowhere close to him probably. A sudden heat, a wave, caused by the potion finally able to start its true process pumped into Davis. His strong legs shook as testosterone filled his balls and veins and carried throughout his body.

The other boys in the urinals left, allowing Davis the freedom he needed. He was getting into being a sexually active young man. Unlike Travis Davis saw no problems with being horny. He was a young man, what young person didn’t think about sex? If he wanted to talk about his cock, who he was plowing, or anything sexual in nature that was his right. Where he was concerned there was no problem showing his sexual desire off. However, there was one person he had to talk to.

 Ethan.

A smirk crossed Davis’s lip. Throwing his bookbag off to the side, he grabbed his cellphone from his pocket. With the press of a button, recording he aimed at a mirror. He grabbed at his cock finally being able to access the full extent of what he could do.

 

Day 6 & 7 – Ethan

 Ethan was freaking out with everything he’d learned the past few days by researching. Turns out taking a hormone meant for fathers can have an…intense effect on young teens. When they first started texting him. Ethan believed they were still his lonely little brothers. And while that may have been true to a certain extent. Things quickly came to light for Ethan. Especially when he had a few quick chats with them. While their brains and bodies had matured, the potion had latched onto an aspect of their personality to influence as well.

Davis to start was full of himself and overconfident. Ethan could glean that just by talking with him. Ethan worried if his brother, as the youngest, lacked self-confidence, but it seemed the potion “fixed” that. For Travis it was a different story, he wanted to be more responsible to emulate his big bro. However, there had been a part of Travis that couldn’t help picking on his younger brother. The potion had a solution for that too. It turned Travis into a mature young man, at least on the surface. Ethan had gotten a few calls yesterday from Travis that said otherwise, not to mention a suspicion that Travis still picked on Davis behind closed doors.

Laying in bed Ethan couldn’t decide whether to get up or not. He supposed he’d have to call his parents and tell them what had happened. Or would it be more responsible to call his brothers first?  His phone beeped. A video message from Travis.

Opening his messages Ethan’s mouth dropped. Day six of daddification and Travis has already become 19. He’s eager to breed and knows Ethan’s waiting for it. He’s been enjoying his much larger cock and has been calling Ethan every time he jacks off, telling him he can’t wait to give his big bro his new son.

 

 

Ethan dropped his phone quickly and that was quite an escalation. Though last night was strange too. Travis had left a message of himself jacking off. It seemed absurd because there were quite a few, but it seemed Travis had a lot of gas in the tank.

If that wasn’t bad enough, while he was sitting in his apartment eating lunch, A video message from Davis appeared. His youngest brother hadn’t sent anything sexual so, Ethan never expected the video he got, the poor man almost choked on his food. That is to say, day six of daddification and Davis was even more arrogant and cockier with his sex drive awakened. He had probably already fucked and knocked up a few seniors at Ethan’s old high school. If not, he was probably going to ensure he’d be trained for when he fucked Ethan senseless. Had to make sure his balls that just dropped were ready to make babies.

Wasn’t it strange that his parents or anyone around couldn’t notice what was happening to his brother? Better yet Ethan wondered why he noticed. That company had to have done something especially when they took his DNA. Is that why his brothers were lusting after him? That had to be it but exactly how could he stop this. What should he do? Not like his parents would believe him.

 On day 7 the messages flooded in for Ethan. Davis and Travis were now 18 and 19 horned up douche bros, asking him which one of them should give him one of their boys for Christmas. His little brothers had always been competitive with each other, but the potion had made them alpha dogs bent on breeding, and Ethan was the competition.

 

Day 10 – Travis and Davis

Travis walked back into his house caked with sweat. He’d had an arduous run, his cock hard the whole time in his blue shorts. Even with all his stopping to take care of it and calling Ethan, it still hadn’t subsided.  However, this was just a stamina build he was doing for lifting later on. He pulled on his black tank top wiping his face. For now, he just needed to focus on taking a shower. Stomping up to his room he walked inside. His younger brother was standing in front of a mirror, shirtless doing arm curls. Travis watched as Davis’s biceps drew on power, expanding, as his back grew. Not to mention his ass looked as if someone stuffed a hard pillow down it.

Davis only made eye contact with his brother through the mirror, giving a strong nod. Travis left the room headed toward the shower. The two had stopped talking to each other, they wanted the same person after all. They were focused on becoming the sexiest studs around, no time to be distracted by the other. On Day 7, When they came home the two found out that the other wanted Ethan. At the time, it had erupted into a fist fight, but that had matured since then. They had matured in other areas as well. Their room no longer smelled like a locker room for one. That was a boy’s fantasy of superiority, a form of  “marking their territory.” But now matured they realized they could still smell that way and keep their room breathable.

 High school and college-aged ideologies had to be kicked out. The boys were feeling the full brunt of the potion these days. Travis, now pushing 27 and Davis at 25, fully knew now what was happening to them. Their adult minds could better grasp they were undergoing changes. Of course, Ethan tried to put all blame on himself, he was kind like that, but his brothers saw it differently. They had no problem becoming men, rather daddies. Their bodies were getting stronger, and their minds were gaining knowledge. The kind of bodies that could subdue other men, protect kids with minds that made them parent worthy. Whether the potion could actually make them give Ethan a child didn’t matter, if their potent seed couldn’t do it, they’d just have to adopt one way or another these boys would be rather ready.

 Davis had outgrown his outwardly arrogant and cocky side. It was befitting of a father. That’s not to say he wasn’t still arrogant and cocky. He just realized that telling everyone that he was better than them was reductive. Also, that made him seem insecure. These days Davis didn’t need to say anything because he just knew he was better than others. Why state a fact? When Travis came back, Davis took a good look at his rival. Travis had a towel wrapped around his waist, but anyone could see how the strong curvature of his back flowed into his ass. Those rippling legs that strutted around the room were admirable. His abs were in the process of adding in another row, popping in an eight pack. Every step around the room, Travis’ pecs bounced so full of muscle. All very intriguing, but what had Davis’s attention was that Travis had gone from fresh faced to covered in stubble. Hard to spot at first with his hair matted down, but once it moved out the way Davis saw it clearly.

 

Day 12 – Travis and Davis

 Travis was the first to notice when his younger brother grew taller than him. He happened to be walking by on his way to the shower and clocked it. Then later that same day it seemed the inches had stacked on Davis. Travis didn’t like it being looked down upon by his younger brother. If that wasn’t frustrating enough, Davis never even drew attention to it. The younger brother, Travis knew, would have been more than proud to make his height known.

 When Travis stepped into the room, he noticed Davis lifting weights, back across the bench. The man had grown again outsizing his workout bench. As his arms lifted his pecs pressed against his sweaty tank top, nipples begging to be freed, Davis’s thighs and calves trembled, muscles spasming in order to pack on more mass and size. 

 Davis was fully aware of being taller than his brother and while it brought a slight smirk to his face, he didn’t revel in it the same way. That was childish. As he approached Turing 33 all he cared about was finding the one and settling down. Though he already knew who that one was. Also, his height wasn’t much of anything compared to Travis mass. His older brother was a thick man, stocky all-over carrying pounds of muscle everywhere he moved. Due to his height Davis had to work twice as hard just to make himself appear as bulky and it still wasn’t enough.

 His older brother had muscle tits. The handsome fucker couldn’t even see his abs unless he was straining. Travis’ chest seemed to always be on someone’s face the way it sat out. No doubt even a baby would try to nurse it. The dude couldn’t wear shirts because his shoulder and chest needed more space and would rip clothing to shreds. For that reason, Travis often had to rip his shirts at the collar bit, unbutton them, or go shirtless.

 

Day 14- The End

Two weeks. That’s the amount of time it had taken for the potion to work its way through Ethan’s brother’s systems. With regular clients it tended to be a slow maturation over one week or even days, but for Travis and Davis they had to be jettisoned through the rest of puberty first. Their childhood bedroom once adorned with toys, then weights and posters, now laid bare. The two men no longer existed in their home. They had truly grown up and moved on. However, Ethan never had a hard time finding them. The two never once stopped messaging him. As if he were their secret little outlet for their sexual frustration.

Ethan was on high alert the moment his eyes opened. Something was off. He smelled bacon. That meant someone was in his kitchen and more importantly, his apartment. Ethan quietly stepped out of his room grabbing an umbrella for defense. A stupid choice, but at 8 o’clock in the morning there wasn’t much else. As he rounded the corner, he spotted a shirtless man cooking in his kitchen.

 He sharply turned the corner holding out the umbrella. “Whoever you are, stay right there.” His knees wobbled as his trembling hands reached for his cell phone.

 “Oh, good you’re awake! I made you breakfast before work.” The man said cheerfully. He had a strange hairstyle and bushy beard.

 Ethan’s first instinct was to scream ‘who are you?’ but he got fixated on the man’s hair. The man’s red hair. “Travis is that… you?” Now that he thought about it his parents did have a spare key to his place.

The huge guy smiled and made his pecs dance. “It sure is big bro. Now come over here and eat!”

 Travis had become a total stud. Now 37 and more than eager to finally give his dad some grandkids and give Ethan a baby boy. His balls had turned from not even dropped to thick virile baseball sized hairy baby makers. He even bragged about how he hadn’t jerked off in a week, and the load he was going to give Ethan was going to be more than a gallon of his little swimmers.

“So, we can even get one in after breakfast or when you’re done with work.” Ethan didn’t even need to ask what because Travis pulled his pants down.

 

 

  

Ethan froze for a moment. His body’s arousal had been turned up. Taking a deep breath, he backed up, then bolted out the door grabbing his wallet and keys. He came out onto the city street. He was in shock once again. Standing there blocking his path was a mountain of a man. Ethan felt the Name on his lips, “Davis.”

The man gave a grin, having read Ethan’s lips. Davis had become a true alpha via Daddification. He was showing how much Ethan needed himself to be bred. Davis knew Ethan needed his oven filled with alpha seed. Davis also knew he was going to make Ethan love getting absolutely filled with his dominant man makers.

 Ethan had two choices, run back in the apartment, or try to pass Davis. The hardness of his cock revealed he wouldn’t be running in the opposite direction.