Seventy-eight-year-old Harold Bennett found even getting out of bed every morning exhausting.
His back was hunched, his legs trembled with every step, and his chest felt tight whenever he took a deep breath. His sexual function had almost completely disappeared years ago. Even going to the bathroom at night was difficult, and every time he saw his frail, wrinkled body in the mirror, a deep sense of emptiness washed over him.
One day, a pamphlet arrived in his mailbox.
‘Elias Clinic — New Private Hospital’
“Experience dramatic physical regeneration. We address fatigue, aging, and sexual dysfunction at their roots. Restore your lost vitality with a single special treatment.”
Harold stared at the pamphlet for a long time. The advertising copy seemed exaggerated, but the words “restore your lost vitality” struck a chord in his heart. Though skeptical, the thought that he could no longer endure his current life pushed him forward.
That day, Harold got into his old used car and left home.
The city was far behind, and the car drove along a quiet rural road. The scenery outside the window grew increasingly desolate—dense old trees lining the mountain path, faded old signs by the roadside. It was a remote area where even GPS barely worked. Sweat formed on Harold’s hands gripping the steering wheel. The anxiety of “Am I really doing the right thing?” kept swirling in his head, but the pamphlet’s message urged him onward.
After driving for quite a while, he spotted a small sign slightly off the road in the woods.
‘Elias Clinic’ — the faded letters were barely visible. Harold parked the car and hesitated for a long time before finally turning off the engine. When he stepped out, the damp scent of trees filled the air, accompanied only by distant birdsong breaking the silence. The hospital looked small and old, yet it somehow felt strangely clean and quiet.
As he pushed open the door, two middle-aged men stood behind the reception desk.
Brian and Brandon — 48-year-old twin nurses. Both were 198 cm tall and weighed 245 kg each. Their white nurse uniforms were stretched tight over their massive chests and arms, and the heavy outlines in the front of their pants were clearly visible.
Harold was instantly overwhelmed. Brian smiled gently and said,
“You must be Mr. Harold Bennett. Your appointment is confirmed. Dr. Elias will see you shortly.”
After finishing the reception process, Brian and Brandon escorted Harold to the treatment room. They followed a step behind him, occasionally making light conversation.
Brian spoke in a low voice.
“The weather is a bit cool today. Do you usually take walks, Mr. Bennett?”
Brandon added right after,
“Our clinic is very quiet, so you should find it comfortable. Just relax.”
Their voices were gentle, but their enormous builds, heavy footsteps, and sheer presence continued to press down on Harold. He could only nod slightly instead of answering. An awkward tension enveloped his entire body.
For a moment, Harold felt as if he were a patient being forcibly escorted to a mental hospital. Like burly orderlies taking a patient away against their will. With the twins’ overwhelming physiques following closely behind, he felt an oppressive weight that made escape or resistance seem impossible.
The treatment room door opened, and Dr. Elias Hawthorne greeted him with a smile.
At seventy-six, the elderly doctor’s body beneath the white coat was anything but elderly. The coat’s buttons were stretched taut, and between them, his massive, rounded chest muscles sat heavily, as if bulging outward. His arms were thick and solid enough to burst the sleeves, and the front of his pants bulged heavily with something unmistakably large.
The moment Harold saw Dr. Elias’s body, a mix of awe and intense envy surged through him. Such an overwhelming physique, such confidence… it felt like a completely different world from his own. Yet right after that feeling passed, his own frail and powerless body felt even more pathetic, and depression and intimidation began to set in. His shoulders hunched involuntarily, and his gaze dropped to the floor.
Dr. Elias asked in a gentle but calm voice,
“Please have a seat, Mr. Bennett. What brings you here today? Feel free to speak openly.”
Harold hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“…Lately I’ve had no energy at all, and my body just doesn’t feel right. It’s hard to get up in the morning… my legs shake when I walk… even urinating doesn’t have the same force as before… honestly… I’ve had almost no sex life for several years now. Life just feels too hard every single day… that’s why I came here.”
Dr. Elias nodded slowly, listening to Harold’s words until the end. Then he smiled gently.
“You must be having a very difficult time. Many people experience these symptoms as they age. But in your case, Mr. Bennett, the fatigue and sexual dysfunction seem particularly severe. Have you been eating well lately? Are you getting enough sleep?”
Harold shook his head slightly.
“I don’t have much appetite, so I can’t eat much… I wake up often and don’t sleep deeply. Honestly… I don’t feel any of the vitality I used to have. Every time I look in the mirror… I wonder why I’ve become like this…”
Dr. Elias looked into Harold’s eyes for a moment before speaking quietly.
“I understand. When the body weakens, the mind tends to weaken along with it. Our clinic has prepared special regeneration care for people like you. Most patients say they finally feel truly alive again.”
Harold glanced at Dr. Elias’s enormous body once more. Between the coat’s tightly stretched buttons, his massive, heavy, rounded chest muscles were clearly visible. Such an overwhelming physique, such confidence… it was completely different from his own. Along with envy came a deeper sense of inferiority that crushed his chest.
Dr. Elias continued gently,
“Today, let’s start with a simple special injection. It’s the first step to injecting vitality into your body. How about it? Would you like to try it?”
Harold hesitated for a long time before finally nodding.
After the injection, Brian and Brandon escorted Harold back to the treatment room to begin care. The twins stood close on either side of him, touching his arms, shoulders, and waist with soft but sensual hands while speaking in low voices.
Brian gently pressed Harold’s arm and asked,
“How does the injection feel? Can you sense it spreading through your veins?”
Brandon lightly stroked the inside of Harold’s thigh and added,
“Try to relax. Your whole body will start feeling warm soon. Just breathe comfortably.”
Harold’s heart pounded violently. The twins’ enormous bodies pressed close on both sides, and though their touches were meant for treatment, they felt excessively soft and persistent. The heat of their heavy cocks beneath the uniforms and the masculine scent that brushed his nose with every breath made Harold even more tense. His face burned, and he found himself breathing faster without realizing it.
Right after the care ended, as Harold was about to leave the treatment room, the door to the small lounge right next to it was slightly ajar. Through the gap, Harold witnessed a shocking scene.
Dr. Elias was leaning against the wall. His expression was calm and intellectual. As if observing the results of an experiment, he spoke in a low, composed voice.
“Do it properly. Extend your tongues longer and feel the entire shaft.”
Brian lifted his head first and answered.
“Yes, Dr. Elias…”
Brandon followed, panting.
“Yes, Dr. Elias…”
The twins knelt and began eagerly licking Dr. Elias’s overwhelming massive cock from both sides. The enormous shaft was already fully erect, thick and long, with a glans so large it extended beyond the head. They extended their tongues, licking the glans and slowly running them up and down the thick shaft, drooling. Wet slurping sounds echoed through the lounge.
Brian raised his voice pleadingly.
“Dr. Elias… please fill my hole with your seed today…”
Brandon immediately followed, his voice trembling.
“Please… give it to me too… fill me completely with your hot cum, Dr. Elias…”
Dr. Elias, without even smiling, lightly stroked the twins’ heads with both hands and said calmly,
“Whose hole should I fill with my seed today…?”
The twins looked up at Dr. Elias with even more pleading eyes, licking more eagerly while rapidly stroking their own massive cocks with one hand.
Harold watched the scene in silence, holding his breath. The strong gap between Dr. Elias’s intellectual and cold control and the twins’ physical, complete submission as they begged for his cum struck Harold’s chest hard. His heart raced wildly, and he felt his own body growing strangely hot.
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A few days later, Harold happened to run into his old friend Richard near a small park bench close to the clinic.
They had grown up together in the same neighborhood. Just a few months ago, Richard had struggled to climb stairs like Harold, and his complexion had been poor. Harold had even worried something might be seriously wrong since he hadn’t seen Richard around the neighborhood lately.
But today’s Richard was completely transformed. His height was similar, but he now had a solid muscular body weighing close to 90 kg, with firm, glossy muscles that showed clearly even through his shirt—like a young athlete. His face had a healthy glow and his eyes sparkled with vitality.
Harold froze for a moment. Relief that his friend was okay washed over him, but at the same time, the dramatic change left him with a strange sense of unease.
Richard approached first with a bright smile.
“Harold! It’s been a while. How have you been? I haven’t seen you around the neighborhood lately… I was worried about you.”
Harold smiled awkwardly and replied.
“…Yeah, my body got even worse, so I’ve been staying home. You… you’ve changed so much I barely recognize you. Just a few months ago you could barely climb stairs. What happened?”
Richard smiled meaningfully and puffed out his chest slightly.
“You’re going to that clinic too, aren’t you? Elias Clinic. You’ll see the effects soon. Heh heh… I was skeptical at first, but now waking up every morning feels enjoyable. You should start soon too.”
As Richard moved lightly, the front of his pants bulged noticeably, clearly outlining the heavy shape inside. It was as if he were deliberately showing it off, like porn actors emphasizing their huge cocks. It was still just over 20 cm, but to Harold it looked overwhelmingly large.
Harold looked at his friend’s completely transformed body and that prominent bulge, feeling a strong mix of envy, curiosity, and the sense that changes were slowly beginning in his own body. At the same time, he felt both amazement—“How can someone change that much?”—and a vague sense of anxiety.