The New Sky

"Er, Thank you young man. That's very kind of you." Edward mumbled and took the can as he would feel like an ass if he declined a free drink.

"No problem sir! And if you like it please promise to come back and see me for more!" The man smiled gleefully, his demeanour polite and warm, the perfect sales representative.

Edward took the cool can of Big Bubbles and started walking, it was a hot day and perhaps the taste would take his mind off things. Edward opened the can and the sweet scent of peach wafted out with a fizz. Edward then gingerly took a sip as he continued walking alongside the beach. The man had been right about the big flavours and fizz as the bubbly sugary drink coated his taste buds. The taste was almost too sweet but the cool temperature of the peachy liquid was just too refreshing to stop drinking it, so Edward continued to sip at it as he walked.

Edward found his mind going in circles as he went through all the ways he could save his business deal or the mitigating things he could do to so that his hard work was not all for nought. However, as he walked he found it harder and harder to focus on the stress of his deal, the future seemed too far away to think about and instead he found himself looking to the beach and thinking about taking a swim. Edward shook his head and stopped, he took the last sip of his drink and placed it on the low wall beside him and rubbed his eyes again, trying to focus. Edward knew that he should be thinking about ways to convince his clients to proceed, to think of other strategies to make his money back or other potential clients he could sell to at a discounted rate but his brain refused to proceed any further down those trails of thought. Edward was starting to worry as suddenly his body started to get hot.

Edward quickly took off his jacket and pulled at his collar in an attempt to reduce the overheating his body was going through but, the warmth only seemed to increase as he body started to sweat. Edward started to panic, was he ill? He looked around him but found no one near, he was just about to reach for his phone when his whole body tightened and a sudden euphoric surge raced through his whole body from his head down to his toes.

Edward's breath caught in his throat for a second as the wonderful pleasure raced across him before leaving him gasping for breath as his body started to tingle. Edward then felt all of the muscles in his body grow tight, stopping him from moving. Edward wanted to shout as his muscles kept him paralysed but his voice wouldn't respond, even when his muscles loosened. It was like Edward had tensed every muscle in his body and then relaxed them, except when he had relaxed his little belly didn't look so big, his shirt felt tighter around his arms and his feet felt cramped in his shoes.

Edward looked down at himself confused he could have sworn his belt felt tighter and the wall next to him seemed further away. Edward would have contemplated it longer if the same sudden surge of pleasure hadn't raced through his body again, causing all of his muscles to contract and then once again relax. This time Edward knew something was wrong as he looked down his belly no longer poked at his shirt and as he felt it, he didn't feel the softness he was used to. The shirt he wore was now tighter across his chest as what looked like pectoral muscles pushed against the fabric, but that was impossible. Edward had never worked out or been to the gym, yet as he looked at his shirt he could see biceps starting to push through and he felt stronger, taller, fitter. Edward shifted uncomfortably in his shoes that now felt too small and adjusted his belt to try and feel less constrained. What in the world was happening to him?!

Edward knew he needed to call for help, something was wrong and he could be in danger. Edward had always been calm in a crisis and his fast thinking meant he was great at adapting, it's what made him a great business man but as he looked down at his larger more swollen body his brain just seemed to buzz and thoughts seemed muddled. After a few seconds Edward finally went to reach for his phone in his jacket, that he has dropped after the first surge but before he could even start to bend down his whole body tensed and the euphoric waved rolled through him again.

When Edward was allowed to relax he heard the ripping of fabric as his body and his muscles grew even larger. Edward could feel his back muscles bulging, his shoulders broaden and his chest inflate. A button popped off from his shirt as his pecs grew larger and pushed outwards, while a rip formed along the back as his growing arms pushed the fabric to the limit. Edward could feel how tight his trousers were around his muscular thighs, they felt different from the chubby legs he had moments ago but still they rubbed together. Edward winced in pain as he quickly kicked off his shoes, his feet far to large to fit in them. Edward could feel the energy inside him building again, he knew he should be worried that something was wrong, he was reaching for his phone wasn't he? But something in his brain clouded again and while he knew he needed his phone to call for help, it was hard to think what he would say and what number did he need to call? Edward would have been worried about his constant blurred thoughts if he wasn't again suddenly overwhelmed with the delightful pleasure as his body tensed once again.

When Edward relaxed and he gasped for air, his deep ragged breaths were joined by the ripping of his clothes. It started when his socks burst open as he feet grew longer and larger. His trousers ripped as the fabric became too stretched as he grew taller, his legs bulkier with muscles and his thighs thicker and stronger meant the rest of his trousers were barely hanging together. Buttons popped one after the other as Edward's larger bouncy pectorals burst through, the open shirt then revealed his toned, sculpted six pack abs as well as the deep v cut. Edward tried to move his arms but it only made his shirt rip further as his hefty triceps and cannon ball biceps caused the remaining fabric of the shirt to groan. Edward's brain hurt as he struggled to comprehend what was happening to him, he was taller, stronger and bursting with muscles. Edward knew he should be scared and that he needed medical attention but a new part of him, one emerging from the cloud in his brain told him to look at his muscles more closely, to admire how big his chest was, how manly his arms were and how cool his new height was. Edward tried to focus his thoughts back to panic and fear but it was getting harder to do.

He needed help, he needed to know what was happening before the next sur-

It was too late, Edward found himself moaning in pleasure as the surge raced through his body as his new muscles contracted and then relaxed growing even further. This time his clothes stood no chance as the tattered rags fell from his body. Edward even found himself shaking off the remainder of his clothes to free himself from the restricting tightness, leaving him in only his underwear. Edward was shocked as he looked as his massive muscles, his larger broad chest and back, his massive thick as redwood tree thighs and legs, his sculpted marble abdominals and his strong, veiny biceps. He had to have grown at least a foot in height and his feet and hands had grown to match. He looked like a god amongst men and a new part of him was thrilled about it, it told him to be prideful and gleeful as he looked at the new muscles and body. Edward was more than frightened now as he shook those vain thoughts from his head, he needed to get help but how was he going to do that? He needed to work out what was going on, but who could help him? Edward knew he should know the answer to those questions but his mind kept getting lost in a fog and only returned with thoughts of his own muscular body. Edward whimpered as he looked down at his body and like a lost puppy he stood helplessly looking around for help, his own mind refusing to find the answers.

Edward's eyes then caught sight of something as he looked at his new huge body, he looked past his perky pectorals and noticed his underwear. The light peach colour was unfamiliar to him, they felt too tight and more revealing, staring down at them Edward saw the little peach logo on the side, he saw the words 'Big bubbles' emblazoned on them, this wasn't right. Edward closed his eyes and thought hard, he didn't own any underwear that colour, he had put on boxer shorts this morning, loose and airy with no words one them! They weren't his underwear! Edward then looked from his underwear to the can of peach drink sitting on the wall beside him and finally Edward made the connection through the fizzy peach fog in his brain.

It was the drink! It was responsible for his new muscles and also for his slowing brain! Edward cursed himself that it took him so long to work out what was causing the changes to his body and mind, however this only made it more urgent that he get help. Yet, a new part of his brain told him to go back to the man that had given him the drink, perhaps he could help him and change him back! Part of Edward knew that it was a foolish idea as the rest of him told him to dive into the pile of clothes and find his phone and call for help, but every time he looked down he looked at his pectorals and then he thought of the man dressed in his pink uniform and his hairy pectorals poking through his shirt. Edward knew he shouldn't but his body had already started walking, walking back to the Big Bubbles stand to get help.

Leaving his clothes, leaving his phone, leaving everything he had on him Edward started walking back to the man who had given him the can of drink.

Edward barely made it a few feet before he found himself moaning like a whore as the same surge of pleasure rushed through his body to every muscle. This time the surge was so strong it caused Edward's body to shake, throwing his glasses from his face and causing all of his muscles to ripple. Edward could feel his muscles growing again as they continued to ripple, tensing and then relaxing over and over while Edward was left standing paralysed. Edward knew something else was changing but his brain couldn't work out what.

While Edward's muscles continued to grow larger all over his body something else began to change as well. It started from the top of his body where his salt and pepper hair started to lighten, each strand becoming a vibrant bright yellow, more hair sprouted, growing his hair until it was thick and blond. Then his face began to tingle as the deep lines of age smoothed out, each wrinkle fading away as his skin was pulled taut, the youth rushing back to his features as his skin became, clear, soft and bouncy. The muscles that bulged from his body grew larger and the skin across them tightened making them seems bigger and more defined. Edward looked down and noticed just how massive his chest looked now as his perky nipples poked out from his pillowy pectorals that made it impossible to see his own feet. As Edward regressed further his skin appeared softer and more elastic, the definition of his now eight pack abs looked incredible and his arms were now so thick with muscles that they could no longer sit by his side comfortably but instead bulged outwards. His thick powerful legs so stacked with muscle would now give him a bodybuilder's waddle, while his new height left him towering over everyone. Edward found his posture straightening as the lower back pain faded away, the slight ringing in his left ear disappeared and the twinge in elbow was gone. When the rippling stopped Edward was left radiating with the body of a 21 year muscle god in his prime!

Edward's mind took a few moments to catch up as Edward felt his younger face and experienced his youth again, his first thought was sheer panic as his mouth dropped open in shock.

Edward's mind was in a frenzy, how would he continue to conduct business looking like this? How would people recognise him? How was this possible? How tall was he now? How crazy did his massive biceps look? How hot was this huge chest? Could he bounce each pectoral if he wanted? Where was a mirror so that he could flex?

Edward tried to hold on and grasp the initial, rational thoughts of panic but they were soon drowned out with admiration for his own body and soon Edward stood smiling and flexing his pecs.

Edward lost track of time as he stood and flexed his muscles, a dumb laugh would occasionally slip through as he looked at how jacked and toned he was. It was only when a passing couple looked at him strangely that his brain started to exit the fog it has been in.

Edward wanted to scream as he pulled himself out of the peachy fizzy fog that clogged his neurons and slowed his brain, this wasn't him! He was a smart, talented businessman. An experienced and respected professional not some lump of muscle that could barely string a thought together! Edward found himself closing his eyes so that he couldn't be distracted by his own muscles, the peach drink had already clouded so much of his mind that it was insanely hard to think. Knowledge of his business, his deals, his job was all lost behind the fizzy peach bubbles that filled his mind. Edward tried to focus on what to do, but it seemed that not only his business brain had been clouded. Edward struggled to think of the words he needed, he struggled remember who his friends were, what school he went to do and even why he was here on the beach! Edward just knew that he needed help that this wasn't what his body was supposed to be and he focussed on that. He was older and a businessman, he knew that fact and needed to hold onto it although he couldn't remember how old he was and what business he dealt in. Edward opened his eyes and saw his big chest and his peach underwear, 'Big Bubbles' that was where he needed to head. The man with the drinks would help him get old again! Edward started running he knew he was running out of time, he knew he wasn't as smart as before and the handsome peach man could help.

As Edward ran he was aware of a large weight bouncing behind him and his glutes started to feel tingly. Edward just found himself giggling before shaking his head and focussing on the peachy soda man and how he would turn him back. So with each big step Edward ignored the growing swelling coming from his buttocks, he was unaware that each of his cheeks has grown much, much larger. Each one ballooned with muscle and strained at the tiny peach underwear, each one wobbled and swayed with each step leaving his ass impossibly juicy, jiggly and strong. When Edward finally saw the soda man, each of his ass cheeks has grown bigger than his own head and now hung like a shelf off his lower back.

"You... have... to... help... me.." Edward shouted as he ran out of breath towards the handsome Big bubbles salesman.

"Woah slow down big guy!" The handsome soda man said calmly with a big smile on his face. "You look hot and tired, here why not have a drink to cool you down!" The man then held up another can of Big Bubbles soda towards Edward, the smile on his handsome face turning ever so slightly sinister.

Edward stopped and tried to catch his breath, he did feel hot and tired, his mouth also felt very dry, but wasn't there a reason he was coming to this man for help. Edward stood and looked at the good looking man who now seemed tiny compared to his own massive body. Edward couldn't help but compare his own boulder like biceps to the soda man's, they looked so small. Edward couldn't help but flex his arms and smile. Why did he need that man's help when he was already way more muscular than him? Edward fought hard against the fog in his brain but he found himself losing ground, he wasn't here to get help about his muscles from the man, he needed help for another reason. Edward was screaming at the back of his mind, through the growing fog that he needed his body back, he needed his smarts, he needed his life back but each shout became nothing back a dull whisper as his body just stared at the man holding the can of soda in front of him. Edward started screaming wildly in a frenzy in a desperate hope that his body would understand and do the right thing. IT'S THE DRINK THAT CAUSED IT! IT'S THE DRINKS FAULT! IT'S THE DRINK! DRINK! DRINK!DRINK! The peachy fizzy cloud quickly engulfed Edward's mind as the last echoes of his voice reached his consciousness.

"It's the drink! I need a drink!" Edward's body said proudly while his mind screeched 'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'.

Edward's enormous mitt grabbed the can and opened it with ease and poured the sweet fizzy liquid down his throat quenching his thirst and causing the peachy bubbles to fully engulf his mind. The peachy fog drowned out Edward and drowned out all of his thoughts until only basic, simple ones could survive. Edward's face fell slack as all intelligence drained from his eyes and soon a thin layer of drool started to drip from his lips. The familiar surge of euphoria then raced through his muscles and caused his monstrous body to shudder and let out a dumb chuckle. The soda salesman could only smile with glee as he watched Edward's chest and ass swell with an enormous bloat of muscle. His ass cheeks grew into round plump globes the size of beach balls, each one barely contained by his big bubbles underwear, while his pecs grew just as large if not bigger. The two massive muscles hanging from his chest soon dominated his whole physique, becoming impossible to ignore even for Edward who found himself bouncing them to amuse himself.

"There now don't you feel better. " The salesman said patting his new mascot on the back "Now you stand there and pop those pecs and tell everyone how great Big Bubbles is, can you do that big guy?"

Edward's mind was so slow that it took a minute for him to smile a respond. "Big Bubbles is the best, look at my big bouncy breasts!" Edward sung loudly and dumbly attracting the attention of a couple of gay men.

"Good boy! Now keep it up and you can drink as much as you want." The salesman said before turning to his new customers, while Edward stood and wiggled his fat butt and bounced his big himbo tits, while not a single thought swirled around in his fizzy peachy brain.