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A football player thinks he's too smart to fall for Jack's tricks but learns you can always be more specific. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The snow swirled around in eddies as Butch Mitchell left the stadium. The fans had all left disappointed. He was a wide receiver and he’d just gotten pummeled out on the field, ever since his injury last year he couldn’t outrun the defense. No matter how hard he tried to sprint, he just couldn’t make his leg go faster. Instead of leaving with the rest of the team, he staid behind to drink in the club house until he could get out of there without running into the fans. Tonight Ken Powers (an opposing cornerback) had taken him down more times that game than he could count. That guy was massive. His team mates called him “the beast”. He towered over everyone on the field and his powerful body ran into people like a train. “If only I could be a muscular beast like him.” He said as his driver took him downtown, past the Christmas shoppers and twinkling lights. It was their last game before Christmas and his family was out watching a musical with the kids. Lately he preferred that they didn’t watch his games. The light turned red and the car stopped by an ice rink and he watched the people laugh and dance on their skates. Their happiness made him feel even more lonely. “God I’d give anything to be like those people.” “Be careful what you wish for, the woman in the Rudolf sweater has cancer.” Butch turned and saw a stranger wearing a three piece suit and hat sitting against the opposite door from him. “Who the hell are you?” He stammered. He didn’t remember anyone getting in the car with him and the doors were locked but he was rather drunk at this point so he wasn’t entirely certain. “My name’s Jack and I grant wishes.” “Oh Jesus… I’m wasted.” He knocked on the driver’s window and told him to let the guy out but when the driver asked who he was talking about, Jack was gone. He decided to get out and walk for a few blocks, thinking the cold air would sober him up before meeting his family. His wife had repeatedly warned him not to show up in front of the kids wasted. He walked up to a park bench without noticing the people around him, unable to see past his own thoughts, filled with the end of his career. Wandering around without paying attention to where he was, he eventually collapsed on a park bench and put his face in his hands. “Why did I have to fuck up my leg last summer? Why did it have to happen to me?” “Yeah… poor guy… about to face unemployment with only five million in the bank. I can’t imagine a worse life.” Butch looked up and saw the guy from the car sitting beside him on the bench. Snow was collecting on his overcoat. “Fuck I’m cracking up.” He said. “I’m seeing things.” “Oh no, I’m very real. My name REALLY is Jack and I do REALLY grant wishes.” He said tipping his hat. “So you’re my fairy god mother?” Butch said sardonically. “I wouldn’t say that,” Jack frowned. “But I’m the closest you’re going to get.” “So I can wish for a billion dollars?” “As long as you have someone else around to wish to so you can get out of prison when the IRS comes after you for tax evasion on your hidden fortune.” Jack grinned. “Ahhh fuck… I gotta think of this kinna shit… what if I just asked for my leg to be like it was before?” “So that your friend Mr. Powers can just screw it up again the next time he tackles you?” Jack added. “Sounds like the perfect use of a wish.” “Ken Powers… that guy’s a muscular beast. I wish I was like that.” He said. “You could be like him you know.” “Yeah and then get kicked out for doping when I gain 100 lbs over night.” Butch said. “You’re learning.” Jack smiled. “What if I could give you your wish without anyone noticing anything has changed but you?” “Huh?” “Your arms could literally burst through their sleeves in front of your mother and she’d ask you why you buy such cheap clothes.” “Really? So you can make me into a muscular beast without anyone knowing that you did it? You could make me bigger and faster than ever?” Jack’s green eyes twinkled as his mouth curled into a grin. “I can do anything.” He pulled out a card and handed it to him. “Just take this and make your wish.” Butch laughed. “Heh, fairy godmother… I’ve already made my wish. Aren’t you supposed to pull out a wand and do a dance or something?” A flash of annoyance passed over Jack’s face. “Alright… have it your way…” He flicked his fingers and sparks flew to the ground. Whirling his hand in the air, the falling snow coalesced into a white wand that he began to twirl around. “You want something more like this? Sala-gadoola-menchika-boola-bippity-boppity-BOO!!” He pointed the wand at Butch and a burst of energy hit him in the chest. Butch felt like a linebacker had slammed into him as he was thrown off the bench and landed face first into a snow man. He slowly felt himself to see whether he was all in one piece before picking himself up out of the collapsing snow sculpture. He looked around but Jack was gone again. Wiping the snow off of him he pulled out his cell phone and called his driver to pick him up to take him home. The next morning his wife woke him up. “Your coach called, he wants to have a talk with… Jesus Butch, why do you sleep in crap like that?” He groggily opened his eyes and looked down and gasped. The loose fitting t-shirt that he always slept in had him in a strangle hold. The sleeves were fraying at the seams. Moving his biceps caused them to rip. Suddenly the wish came back to his mind and he pulled the sheets up to his chin to keep his wife from seeing. She just rolled her eyes and walked out. Butch walked into the bathroom and peeled the tattered shirt from his body and gasped. His arms and pecs were huge. He felt his muscles as they strained against his tight skin. “Fuck… that shit actually worked.” Then his wife walked in and rubbed his enormous bicep. “Sorry to hear about your game last night. Do you think they’ll understand about the leg?” “My leg!” He shouted and pulled off the workout shorts that he slept in, leaving him completely naked. His legs had swelled as well during the night. He stretched the massive sinuous thighs in the mirror. “Shit they’re huge!” “Of course they are… you’ve only been working on them for ten years.” She said not comprehending his surprise. In her mind they’d been that big for as long they had been married. “You don’t see any difference?” He asked. “Oh dear of course I do. You work so hard.” She said, trying to be convincing not wanting to disappoint him. She thought he was talking about some marginal gains that she couldn’t really see. It was clear however that she didn’t notice anything. Then suddenly he noticed his cock was dangling a few inches lower than usual. “Jesus my dick!” He muttered. “Oh you’re ridiculous.” She said, walking out. With her out of the room, he stepped on the bathroom scale and gasped. He was over 320 lbs. He’d grown 97 lbs during the night. Feeling his massive pecs he stared at his new body in the mirror. “How could she not notice the difference?” “Because that’s what you wished for you idiot.” Butch jumped seeing the reflection of Jack suddenly standing in the corner. He quickly grabbed a towel to cover himself. “How’d you get in here!?” He shouted. “The same way I get anywhere.” Jack replied. “Why doesn’t she notice how big I am?” “Of course she notices how big you are. She just doesn’t realize you’ve changed. In her mind you’ve looked like this since college. And it’s not just her mind.” He said pointing to family photos on the wall. He was massive in each of them. “What else has changed?” “Absolutely nothing. You’ve had the same life you’ve always had. Even the clothes you were wearing are the same” Jack grinned pointing to the fact that his tux had ripped in one of his wedding photos. “You better not have screwed anything up!” Butch growled. “Or what?” Jack pulled out the wand from the night before and butch flinched behind one of his 25 inch arms. “Ok ok you don’t have to be like… that.” When he looked up Jack was gone. He walked out into his bedroom with his towel on and grabbed his phone. His coach had called several times. Butch pressed the button to return the call. “Hey big guy. You know I’ve been on the phone with the owner all morning thinking one thing. Why do we have you as a wide receiver? You’re clearly not living up to your potential in that position. I think a big guy like you would make a much better fullback. We want to make the change before the next game.” They spoke for a while until Butch suddenly wondered how his coach knew what had happened, after all he hadn’t seen him since the change. “But how do you know I’ve gotten bigger?” “HA! You’re a bucket of laughs. Also before I let you go, you need to get measured for a new uniform. You look ridiculous out on the field. I got a call from the commissioner this morning and we have to get serious about this. Looking back at it I can’t believe we’ve gotten away with it for so long.” “What?!” Butch asked confused. “Just turn on ESPN. Look I’ve got to run.” Butch hung up and turned on the TV and was shocked to see himself all over the screen. “How did we not notice how ridiculous this man’s uniforms are?” Someone was saying as pictures flashed up on the screen. His shirts didn’t fully cover his abs in any of them. His uniforms were ridiculously stretched some of them were ripped. “The cups don’t even fit him right!” Butch gasped as the outline of his cock head could be seen through the tight shorts. “We checked folks and this goes all the way back to his college years and nobody said anything.” “You see? Only you changed.” He glanced over and saw Jack sitting at the foot of his bed. “The rest of the world doesn’t think you’re any different.” “I… I… don’t get it!” “Of course you don’t Butch… you’re as dumb as a sack of meat! But you will… I haven’t even begun to give you your Christmas wish!” Jack pointed the wand at Butch and he was hurled into the closet. Butch sat up and was pulling the crumpled up clothes off of him when he felt his pecs bulging out even more. He looked down and saw his chest ballooning out with new growth. His arms and deltoids were inflating too as his skin stretched over ever more mounds of muscles. He looked up and saw the shirts in his closet rip and fall off their hangers. His cock snaked down his swelling legs and his balls grew to the size of apples. “Oh… fuck...” He said feeling his pecs pushing his fingers apart as they inflated. He heard a massive amount of ripping as the pants all about him started to tear as his huge muscular butt got wider and wider. Everything he’d ever worn was getting torn to shreds. “What the fuck Jack! Why are you destroying my shit!” “I’m not!” Jack walked over to the door to the closet. “You destroyed each one of these things when you put them on over the years.” Butch felt himself stretching as he grew taller, reaching almost the 7 foot mark but still he continued to bulk as he passed 450 lbs. His clothes were falling around him like confetti. “But I never destroyed anything like this!” “Oh but you did! You clearly can’t fit in any of this stuff but that doesn’t change history. You put this stuff on and it fell apart and then for some reason you had it washed and put back in the closet.” He tossed him his wedding photos, everyone was smiling like normal including Butch, but he was completely naked with shreds of his tux at his feet. His foot long soft cock and softball sized nuts were hanging down his massive thighs. “Holy [bleep] folks! Can you believe they’ve let Butch Mitchel play completely naked for the last ten years!?” “Oh come on man, that’s just the way it goes, the dude’s got a massive body, it can’t be easy to find clothes to fit all that.” Another commentator said. “He’s not the first unusually large guy to play football. Why are we making exceptions for him?” The host asked. “I guess because… well… I mean things have been this way for years and you aint said nothing yet.” Butch looked through the door of his closet to his bedroom TV. Blurred pictures of him getting tackled naked were flashing up on the screen. “What I think you should be asking is why he got sacked so much by guys half his size.” He said. Butch turned to Jack. “What the fuck is going on!?” “I told you before. You’ve lived your entire life the way you have now. According to the rest of the world, you are as you’ve always been. You’ve worn the same clothes (or tried to), been sacked by the same players, done everything the same. But that doesn’t mean the future will be the same. Some people are wondering why you got to hang around naked everywhere other people are just going to shrug and remember that’s the way things have always been.” His wife came into the room and found Butch going through his torn garmets. “Are you ready? It’s time to go to lunch with Pete and Carole.” “I… uhh… was just looking for something to put on...” He replied. “Oh come on, I’m in a hurry, can you just skip the ritual of destroying a pair of pants before heading out.” “But I’m naked!” “You’re always naked… that’s your thing… isn’t it?” She suddenly couldn’t remember if they had ever talked about something so obvious that she had always apparently taken for granted. “I can’t go out like this!” “Like what?” She said scratching her head. “Not wearing any clothes!” “Ummm… you haven’t worn anything for years and suddenly this is an issue now?” She was starting to think about it more. Why hadn’t this come up before? “Look we’re running late!” Thirty minutes later they were sitting in one of the nicest restaurants in town. Everyone was staring. Butch was famous and his physique and exposed skin made him easy to spot. “Jeeze Carole people can be so rude, just because Butchy was on TV all morning doesn’t mean people have to treat us differently.” Pete and Carole were staring at the enormous football player who was turning red. They wondered how they had gone out like this all these years. “So… what’s new with you two...” Carole said trying to turn the conversation. “Well we’re taking Butch to a tailor this after noon.” “A tailor? Wow, you’re giving up the ‘hang loose life’” Pete said, a little relieved. “I mean… I like pants just like everyone else...” Butch replied. His skin was scarlet as he blushed under everyone’s stare. “You’d never know it.” Pete muttered to his wife. The days went by and Butch found an enormous robe that he could wear and cover up while his clothes got custom made. Christmas came and went and it was time for him to show back up at the stadium for their next game. His coach came up to him. “Sorry Butch, the uniform didn’t come in yet. People are starting to have a problem with you going out naked every game. You’re not in regulation gear and the networks are wondering why they let you do this for years. I think you’ve got to stay in the locker room for this one.” The game began and the players ran out and Butch sat in the team hot tub. He felt less out of place that way. He looked down at his massive chest, which was so big that he couldn’t see his abs anymore. “Why aren’t you out there?” He looked up and saw Jack sitting in the opposite end. His body would have been impressive if he hadn’t been sitting across from Butch. “I’ve never understood what people enjoy about these things.” He added pointing at the bubbling water. “What’ve you done!? They’re not going to let me play!” He said pounding the side. “Well… things could be worse. You could be a freak. Now you’re just someone who’s gotten away with something for years that society is rethinking. Your fans will still love you, your haters will still hate you, and you’ll still be rich. What’s the problem?” “I wanted to play football! That’s the problem!” “No, you wanted to be a muscular beast! And that reminds me… we have quite gotten there yet!” He hopped out of the hot tub naked and picked up the wand and dropped it in the water. The water turned purple and started to really froth. Butch wanted to jump out but he couldn’t move. The purple color started to run up his veins and spread all over his body. His pecs bulged out as two new pecs grew in, stacked underneath the other massive set. Butch felt a pressure in his arm pits as two new arms pushed their way out from them. His balls grew to the size of melons, then soccer balls, then beach balls until they poked out of the water. Butch could feel his cock moving up his body, it was slithering all over him like a snake as he began to cum all over himself. A long tail sprouted from his back side and bulked up as his toes arched and he began to growl. Horns sprouted from his elbows. All he could think to do was fuck someone. He turned to where Jack had been standing but he was gone. Then one of the assistants came in and took one look at Butch. “Oh fuck… he’s in one of his moods again.” Butch sprang out of the water, holding his balls in his lower arms and pounced on the guy. In a moment the poor assistant’s clothes were missing and Butch’s massive purple cock was working it’s way into his ass. He groaned as Butch pumped him with gallons of cum bloating out the otherwise fit man. A team manager walked in and saw what was going on. “Jesus… why did we think this was going to work?” Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away Jack was leaning back in a chair in a room surrounded by hundreds of candles watching ESPN. Four men were shouting at each other around a table. "You're telling me that the Patriots have using a four ton monster as a wide receiver for years and nobody considers that cheating!?" "Don't get me started Terry! You've never liked Tom Brady or the Patriots!" "You don't have to like a team to know cheating when you see it!" "Well you never said anything about it when they hired him! You're just jumping on the anti-Patriots bandwagon with everyone else!" So you see, if you've ever suddenly come to a realization that you've been putting up with something ridiculous for a long time and you wonder why, it may be that someone you know has been making wishes from the wrong person.

Here is a new one shot story by me. Though I have not watched any of Mark/iplier's videos, I always found him hot. So what better way than to write a story where he grows into a hyper muscled god! You might have to read my other stories at "Morphs and Short Stories" to understand some of the plotlines here. Everyone knows how each youtube update makes the site get worse. From changing the UI to something less readable, to messing up Youtuber’s monetization, to even recommending random videos to people to have no interest in them. A lot of outrage has been said about Youtube for the past few years. But when there is no competitor video sharing platform, Youtube had no care in the world. Until a rising star emerges, videos will always be undated onto Youtube. Here’s where our story begins. Mark had just uploaded a video to his youtube account. He had been alone in his house for a few days and was getting kinda bored due to lack of human interaction. The only thing left on his list for today was planning his next few videos. He decided to laze around for a bit to browse some social media when an interesting email had been sent to his inbox. With an unknown email address and the subject labeled “new video website recommendation”, this peaked the Youtuber’s interests. He began to read the following… “Dear Mark As you may know, Youtube is seriously not in a good place right now, but I have found another website that sounds like a potential ‘Youtube 2’ if you will, except not as atrocious! It’s called ‘Castpha’ and here’s the link to get you started. It’s only in beta version but the UI and rules and regulations seems to be great. Hope you like your recommendation!” ‘A new website?’, thought Mark. Was there really a brand new beta site with potential? There had been many video websites through the years, but they don’t really capture the same vibe and Youtube. Either due to lack of community or bad UI. But after clicking the link, he was astounded! Castpha actually looks like a darn good website. The website was nicely design, with many videos to a dedicated topic. The UI was a pleasant sight to see. Mark wanted to try out this new fancy website. But he wanted to do a small test run. He wanted to see how many views he would get without announcing his new account to Castpha. He clicked on the Sign Up button and got started. It had all the standard stuff like Username, Real Name, password and everything. But the interesting thing to note was a selection. “Are you an uploader, watcher or both on this account?” Never before has an option like this been shown. Of course he clicked ‘uploader’ first, to test things out. Suddenly an onslaught of rules and regulations appeared. It had all the standard stuff. But there was a page dedicated to the ‘Uploaders Rights’, whatever that means. It listed things like monetization was guaranteed for all Castpha videos. NSFW videos would be under the protection of Castpha. Only non-minors would be able to access NSFW videos and will be able to be monetized by companies who allow ads on NSFW videos. Each video would be checked by a human employee to see if any rules were broken. And copyright abuse would not be tolerated at all. Mark was impressed. Things actually look amazing at Castpha. After accepting the rules and regulations, there was one more page. The recommended page. “Who recommended you to click on this website? List either the email address or username.” Mark thought for a bit, guessing this is how people can get paid to spread the news of Castpha. So looking back into his email, he quickly swiped the sender’s email and typed it down. But a strange thing happened. A new slew of questions emerged as well as a small description. “Congratulations, you were recommended by one of our top tier employees. Because of this, you are able to access special services not given to any other content creator. Please answer the questions below to see what perks would you like to obtain!” ‘Wow’ he thought. Special services for himself! How cool is that. So he began to read the questions. “Would you like to participate in our Growth Service. This service is to boost your Castpha account to more people than in general.” Yes, he clicked “Depending on the rank of who recommended you, you may have a few choices or all choices for the next few questions.” “Next question, for how long would you like this service?” 1 month 6 months 1 year 2 years 5 years Forever “I guess forever it is.” Mark said. It must have been a really high leveled employee for Mark to receive the 6th option “Next question, how potent would you like this service to be?” Show to 5% more people than usual Show to 10% more people than usual Show to 20% more people than usual Show to 30% more people than usual Show to 50% more people than usual Show to 100% more people than usual Mark clicked on the sixth option again. “Next question, are you planning to show your face to people?” Mark clicked yes. What an odd question but he guessed there would be no harm. Now his choice led to one last question. “Where would you like your service to be applied? You can pick as many as you want, depending on the rank of the employee who recommended to you.” Due to Mark knowing he would receive all perks, he decided to click all on finally create his Castpha channel! With that, he wanted to test out something. Apparently there was a livestream feature. Without telling any of his current fans, he wanted to test the livestream feature out first as he had no material to work with currently for a video. As he started to stream, 2 questions appeared. “Is this a NSFW stream?” and “Would you like to use the Growth Service?” Mark wanted as little attention as possible to prevent a fan from his Youtube account to see this. And wanting to try out his special service, he clicked Yes on both options. Now it was time to load up the stream. He saw a button on the bottom right corner with in built streaming features from Castpha themselves. He jokingly typed ‘Can we get 5000 likes’ and placed the text on the top middle section of the livestream. Soon a small crowd had formed. 10 people had joined in since he posted the text. Mark remembered that he didn’t want to be noticed. Knowing some people might recognize him, he begged his Castpha viewers to not spread the word. Surprisingly, they obliged with no questions. As the live stream continued, Mark continued to ramble on and on. What he hadn’t noticed was that he was at 100 views and 20 likes. He only realised that when a commenter pointed it out. Mark was surprised. Another surprised he found out was that other people can know that he is using the Growth Service too. A lot of commenters pointed out how excited they were about the Growth Service. Mark was confused, but he didn’t bother to ask. He was just feeling a little tight is all. No really, his shirt felt a bit tighter than usual. He began to stretch his body. He certainly couldn’t understand what was happening, but his viewers seem to know as they keep sending eye looking and blushing and wet emojis. They knew what was going on. It would be long until Mark would noticed, but the Growth Service he applied had a specific box he didn’t body to read. “Grow your body in accordance to likes received.” Mark was growing, literally! Each time he got 1 like in his stream, he would receive an additional pound of muscle, or inch of height to his body for every 10 likes Suddenly, 20 more likes were obtained. Mark was groaning in more pain. He felt his skin burn. His shirt and jeans were getting tighter around his body. He was getting a small headache and his vision blurred. He messaged his head, trying to focus on his computer screen. He felt hot and sweaty. He thought he was falling sick. He tried to tell his viewers he was ending the stream, but they all denied him too. Perplexed, he continued to stream a little while longer. After a minute of sitting, he noticed his likes jumped from 20 to 100. His viewer count had increased to 1000 as well. Very odd. But now, the pain was even worse. But somehow, he suddenly felt stronger. And stronger he was. He shot up to 6 feet tall and reached 250lbs of pure muscle. He felt his clothes tighten even further. He wanted to rip it off. His muscles were growing in size. His biceps tearing the seams of his sleeves. His growing pecs and abs causing his shirt to ride upwards. The tent in his jeans growing larger and larger. He was getting really pent up. He was burning up, he tried to find a comfortable position on his chair. Meanwhile, every watcher was cheering on, watching intently as the hunk of a Youtuber growing bigger for them, without even realising it. His like counter gained 100 likes. His body reacting almost instantly to it, began to beef up even more. He felt a surge of pain building up in his body. He wanted to scream so bad. He wanted to end the stream so bad. But he couldn’t move. He had never felt so tight before. Mark had finally realised he was growing. His body began to explode in size. He wasn’t growing any taller, but his body began to bulk up further and further. His biceps swelled into the size of softballs. His pecs ballooned in size. His wings stretched outwards. His neck and shoulders thickened. He grunted and moaned. His eyes were shut and he gritted his teeth. More and more tears were appearing from his clothes. His thighs and calves grew bigger and thicker. The man had grown from a normal build to a full on bodybuilder. He now weighs about 350lbs of pure muscle. He was much bigger than most bodybuilders. With him still at 6’0 tall, Mark was looking super hefty. But it was clear that his growth showed no signs of stopping. With 300 likes in total, the Youtuber was growing even faster than before. More and more bulk began to pack into Mark’s body. He was starting to look like the muscle morphs you see online. His muscles grew so huge, it tore his shirt in an instant, revealing to the masses of the large hulk before them. Mark screamed in agony. His jeans were beginning to give way too. The lower region of his jeans had fully torn off from this legs, now looking like torn up shorts. Mark’s expanding muscles were beginning to lose space to grow. His pectorals swelled so much, it began to touch his arms. His back grew so wide, it was squeezing against the arm handles of his gaming chair. He could hear the creaking sounds of his chair about to collapse under his swelling body. He was unable to move as he was stuck in his chair, growing bigger and bigger. His body started to climb higher too, now he reached about 6’3 inches tall. The tent in his shorts, now growing so thicks and long, begin to press and beg to be released. Mark’s pain and anguish became lust. He reached for his cock with his right hand and began stroking it. It was hard to pull off. His giant bicep pressing against his giant pecs. He could barely move his arm. In fact, he couldn’t see past his mammoth pecs as well. His cock felt massive. It was probably about 8 inches, and it was barely chubbing. He felt his pre leaking out to his jeans. The discomfort began to settle in once again as his cock began to grow so huge, his jean shorts could not hold any longer. With one giant huff, the buttons holding against his pants flew off, hitting his computer screen causing a small crack. Soon the flyer of his short went immediately down and his whole shorts tore off, revealing a bright red and stretched underwear. Mark was utterly embarrassed. Everyone began to comment about Mark’s new body. 420 lbs of muscle packed onto Mark’s body. Everyone knew this was going to get better. 500 likes now displayed on the screen and the reaction was getting more potent. Mark’s muscles exploded in size. His chair was creaking more and more. Soon enough, the strength of Mark’s growth had snapped of the base and handles of the chair. He fell to the floor. A loud thud swept across the room. Mark’s cock rose higher and higher. As his pecs blocked his vision below, he couldn’t tell how big his cock was. But the stretching and snapping sound of his underwear revealed that it was growing faster than expected. He felt his legs getting heavier. He tried to feel his way through his legs, only to realise his balls were swelling and resting on his legs. His cock was rising higher as his balls swelled and spilled out of his legs. He was really pent up. He could feel his pre flowing from the slit of his head. He felt many drops of pre landing on his balls and legs. He could not take it anymore. He began to stroke his massive cock with his hands. He could barely wrap it around. He stroked as hard and as fast as he could. He panted and groaned. He begged for more growth. It felt so good. What once was pain in his growth was not pleasure. He begged his viewers to like the stream more. He wanted to reach his goal of 5000 likes. No, he wanted more. He begged everyone to try to get this live stream to as many people as possible. He wanted more likes, he needed more! Faster and faster he stroked. His body swelled more and more. Each muscle was pressing against one another. He looked like a massive muscle monster. His muscles were so disproportionately big, it even puts the Hulk to shame. His biceps rose above his head. His pecs were so fat they sagged nearly to his waist. His legs were so thick, redwood trees could barely be as thick. His back was almost as wide as his room. He was becoming a hyper monster. His cock was getting too big. It rose higher and higher, leaking more and more pre. Soon the whole floor was covered in pre. His massive muscle tits were leaking with milk. Soon enough, body hair began to grow too. In almost an instant, his body was covered in a thick layer of hair. His beard, now reach the mid point of his pecs. His pubic hair grew so long, it covered all the way to his knees. His pit hairs grew all the way down to his waist. His cock now swelled even more. His thick member now thicker than each of his legs. It rose to meet Mark’s own head. Mark was now 6’7” and growing. His cock had to be at least 4 feet. With both heads meeting each other, Mark pushed his cock into the cleavage of his pecs and began to suck on it. He could barely encapsulate his cock with his own arms. 1000 likes had been reached and now is where things start to get good. His growth was now growing exponentially. His massive and hairy body exploding bigger and bigger. His cock grew so much that it was as long as he was tall. His balls swelled big to meet with his pecs. As he grew taller and bigger, the room felt smaller. He was starting to outgrow his room. He reached 8’5” of height, but he weighed 1480 lbs of muscle. His stomach began to rumble, a familiar growing pain was felt there. His stomach swelled bigger and bigger. A muscular roid gut was forming. The gut swelled so much it started pushing his pecs higher and his cock away from his body. His whole massive body began to crush and move his furniture away. Everyone in the comments were in awe. The table holding the computer had been crushed by Mark’s massive cock. But his computer was still fine. Now most of the view was just his swelling, veiny cock. Mark now had barely any space in his room. His body was starting to crack the wall behind him. His cock rose to meet the ceiling, cracking it as well. His balls were pushing the walls in front of him. More hair was growing from his body. Everything felt tight again as the Youtuber grew bigger. His pre and milk mixture were now filling his room with 2 feet of liquid. Mark still wanted to grow. The amount of pleasure building up in his body was unbearable. He wanted to cum so badly. His cock was now taller than he was, and thicker than his own waist. He couldn’t stroke his cock anymore for his swelling muscle gut pushed his cock too far. Only one thing was left. Mark began to buck himself. He tried to get off by rubbing his cock against the walls of his room. He started to buck harder and harder. He could tell it was working. More and more pre was spilling from his head. You could barely see the head anymore. Mark groaned louder and louder. He could feel it coming soon. He clenched his fists and legs. He gritted his teeth. His eyes clenched. And with one last buck, the most powerful scream blasted through the house and then some. A huge torrent of cum came blasting from his cock. The first wave of cum broke the walls in front of him down, spilling backwards, hitting Mark’s whole body. 2000 likes and counting. Mark’s growth is accelerating faster. The amount of cum blasting out of his cock is insane. Mark’s swelling had begun to break down his house. His giant body outgrew his house, breaking and smashing every item there. Except for his computer. His massive cock still hasn’t stopped cumming as the streets, and nearby houses began to be drenched in the massive hyper man’s seed. As he stood up, he realised he was 12’10 inches tall, weighing at 2012lbs. The huge brute of a man still growing bigger and bigger. His muscles began to fill up the nearby houses. Everything fall apart against the mighty body. Layers and layers began to stack up and pile onto the hyper body. His cock rapidly swelling bigger and bigger. His balls swelling faster and faster. His body now sits on top of his balls. His roid gut swelling faster and faster, making it impossible for him to even reach the front of his gut. His pecs swelling and spilling over his gut. His nipples growing even longer and thicker. His palms couldn’t even encapsulate his nipples anymore. His face turning even more brutish and squarish. His ass swelling to form massive minivans. His back, stretching and spreading so far it took up 2 house plots. More and more did the massive youtuber cum. Each spurt getting longer and more intense. So much cum began to fill the streets. And it didn’t look to be slowing down. Cars, lamp posts, mailboxes and the like began to get swept away from the mighty white river that flows. It didn’t help that Mark’s swelling tits began to explode milk. He had never felt so much intensity and relieved at the same time. All of that cum and milk pouring like geysers from their individual holes. The constant churning of balls and tits, producing and releasing their liquids at enormous and unbelievably rates. It was a sight to behold. 5000 likes and increasing. More viewers began to pile up and the like counter surging his growth even further. It looks like people really wanted to see this happening. With the current rate of increasing likes, he would dominate the world in less than 10 minutes. His swelling now towering multiple buildings. Everyone nearby began to walk outside their houses to witness the giant man hulking beyond their believe. Multiple people began to try to get away. But the sheer amount of cum send people trapped and swept away. Everybody was defenceless against Mark’s sheer power. Mark felt absolutely bad for the poor citizens near him. He wished he would be able to save them all. But through the power of Castpha’s growth service. A wish came true. Every 5000 likes received, a new power shall be granted to the creator. And through that wish, he was given the power of teleportation. He noticed his brand new power in an instant. He was surprised. There were so many new things happening all at once. But no time to lose, he had to save everyone. Using his teleportation skills, he transported everyone to a safe location. And to prevent such a catastrophe from happening again, he tried to teleport himself to a location where he couldn’t do any harm. Unfortunately, his powers were still new, and thus, he teleported to the middle of a dense city, for all to see. But another problem had occurred. An intense pain in his groin region. A pain so intense, it faded away all previous lustful feelings he had before. Though he tried to ease the pain by holding it, his belly had made it impossible to reach for it. The pain grew more intense. Mark began to yell as loud as possible. The entire city began to shake from the boomburst that had came. Everyone began to scream and run. The glass on all buildings had shattered. Mark began to teleport everyone away from him. But the pain is getting worse. He could feel something was wrong. His cock began to start shifting around. The skin around the base of his cock warping and moving. It felt as though his cock was moving towards his right leg from the base. As it moved, he could no longer feel his cock touch his left leg but felt it entirely on his right leg. The pain to the left of his cock began to worsen. It wasn’t like anything he felt before. It felt like burning and tearing at the same time. Soon the skin of the painful area began to morph, to what looked to be a second cock forming. It began to protrude further and further from his body. Soon enough, his new cock grew as long as his first. Mark scream and was absolutely confused of the outcome. But things didn’t settle for now his balls felt a burning sensation. A lumps form within his scrotum as the lumps grew to two new testicles for the new cock. But things are getting weirder. 10,000 likes and Mark is as tall as a skyscraper. He began to feel lustful again. His muscles began to explode in size again. Nearby skyscrapers were destroyed in an instant. The city was in absolute ruins. His gut was swelling bigger and bigger. Unable to control his new size, he begins to destroy even more buildings. His gigantic muscles begin to prevent him from being able to move properly. As Mark grew even more horny, he needed to release his waterfalls again. The only things nearby were other skyscrapers. Unable to hold onto his pent up horniness, he began to pound the buildings nearby. Though he was barely able to move, the buildings were able to satisfy his needs a little. As he got more pent up, his building-fucking began to get more rapid. He pumps and pumps harder. He begins to scream as his two cock thrust and burst through the buildings. New amounts of pre and milk began to leak from their holes. He began to fuck harder and harder, as a new pain appears in his groin area. Another cock and 2 more balls begin to protrude to form a new cock. As the third cock increase the intensity of his pleasure, he pumped harder and harder, destroying more buildings. As he reached his second climax, he screamed and blasted river worths of cum and milk all over the city. As this happens, his body explodes in size, bigger and bigger... 100,000 likes and Mark towers even the tallest of mountains. It appeared that someone has created a new bot to increase the likes of the video. As people realise a bot has been increasing the likes, they too begin to join and try to download the bot to increase the intensity of the likes. As thousands of people being to get more bots, the like number increased way too quickly. As more likes were given, even more powers to Mark, making him a powerful god. But even after sending river torrents of cum and milk, he was getting horny again. His body swelled to the size of mountains, and he began to fuck the nearby mountains. With more fucking that happened, another cock and pair of balls begin to appear from his body. 1,000,000 likes and even planets dwarved around Mark. Mark had been fucking and growing for far too much. Soon he began to dwarf the countries, then the moon, then the earth and soon enough the Solar System was way smaller than Mark himself. Another cock and pair of balls had appear, giving Mark a total of 5 cocks and 10 balls. But more of his body grew. His muscles were now swelling so fast, his height couldn’t keep up. His muscles and body grew exponentially bigger than his height, causing Mark to be even more immobile. But due to his muscles constantly growing, the pressure from the growth constantly rubs his cock, causing him to constantly be in a lustful state and cumming a lot. Not only were his current muscles growing, but now more muscles were appearing in random areas of his body causing him to look bigger. His hair was now growing even faster, causing his body to be engulfed in his hair. His gut was now almost as big as his body. His cock and balls were now 5 times as big as his own body. His nipples now dropped all the wait to midway his belly. His ass swelled as big as each testicle... 1,000,000,000,000,000 likes and galaxies surround Mark. He was absolutely enormous. More muscles packed onto his body. His cock and balls swelled even faster. His gut causing him to look even more bloated than ever. He was getting even hairier. All of the galaxies nearby were being ripped apart from the sheer density of Mark. Mark’s body was getting denser than ever. All his atoms crushed each other forming a particle denser than infinity. Soon his whole body was no longer made of atoms, but a nuclear pasta so dense that no space was unoccupied by any particles. Though his body was one giant nuclear pasta, the properties of his body remained the same to still make him human. As he cums around the universe, he creates more galaxies from his body. Soon afterwards, a 6th cock and 2 more balls soon appeared from his body. Infinite likes. It looks like the universe is beyond his comprehension. He begins to crush the universe and then some. Mark was growing past multiple universes. Soon enough, he begins to burst past multiple Multiverses too. With so much dominating power, he was filled with a lot of godly power. He was now truly a god. A God with immeasurable power. But as he grew bigger and more powerful, his body begins to morph even more. A 7th cock and 2 more balls appeared from his body. But not only that, his upper torso begins to lurch and have sudden sharp pains. Mark soon realised that his pecs were moving away from his gut. What surprised him was that now 2 more pectorals has appeared right below the first pair. And quickly after, new elongated nipples had grown to immediately spill milk all over the universe. With a new set of pecs, new arms begin to protrude out of the side of his pectorals. He now has 4 arms. He was now even more powerful than ever. Infinite and Beyond. The numbers keep increasing, and so does he. In fact, a few familiar faces would soon come to pass. The Hyper Gods have witnessed a new god awaken from the emptiness. However, the body built of this new god proves to be unknowable to the Gods. The new Deity proved to be too big. And bigger he grew. As the new God swelled bigger and taller before their very eyes, they could feel the vast power that such a God held. The New God had powers and size they couldn’t even imagine. The new god swelled, expelling such great amounts of dominance and male musk that it triggered to inner lust of each previous Hyper god. The amount of size and power was to die for. In an instant, as the New God grew past each Hyper God, an instant orgasm began to spill all over the New God from the previous Hyper Gods. With the scent of the New God wafting across the Hyper Gods, they too felt a new sensation of power. A new growth awaits them. Though their growths were much smaller than the New God, it was no laughing matter as the omniverse grew smaller around the men. However their growths stopped quite rapidly. But the New God seemed to be accelerating in size. In fact, it appeared that another cock had rapidly sprung out from his body, along with another pair of balls to join them too. Pavel could see Mark growing past him. The Ultimate God was now grazed with the New God. Pavel was utterly amazed. Only one person had grown bigger than Pavel, but this was much different. The amount of bulk on the New God was too much to handle, and the rate of growth was too fast to track. In a split moment, Pavel had been outclassed by the New God. The New God heaved even more as his muscles bulking even faster into the heavens. He could feel the space around him grow colder and yet warmer still. Mark was about to meet the biggest guy he had ever seen. Will he outgrow him? Of course! There was just too much Mark to not stop growing. As he reached higher into the cosmos, he felt a hand hold his lower body. He must be close. When Mark was finally the same size as the Biggest One, they both stared at each other, and knew in an instant that Mark was to outgrow him. With another cock and pair of balls exploding from nowhere, he began to feel new power to dethrone the Biggest One... J likes? What does J mean? It could be assumed that it’s a universal constant. But what surprised Mark was another human on the J scale. But Mark seemed to still be growing. Due to Mark’s ever increasing body, he would barely acknowledge the man he passed by. All he understood from the man was that he was named Jeremy. Must be that the J stand for. It looked that Jeremy was the absolute biggest entity until Mark came around. But even if Mark was as tall as Jeremy, Mark would still outcompete Jeremy. Due to Mark’s absolute hyper body with billions of muscles stacked upon each other, Jeremy would look like an ant right beside a god. Coupled with the amount of hair on Mark’s body, the size of each billion muscles being ten thousand times larger than 1 of Jeremy’s 650 muscles, his nipples reaching towards his knees, the sheer size of his gut compared to his body, his additional pair of pectoral muscles and arms, as well as his 9 cocks and 18 balls. But it didn’t stop there as another pair of balls and a cock began to sprout from his body. A loud scream echoed from the chambers of nothingness as the last pair of cock and balls emerge from the incomprehensible hyper brutish body of Mark. As the numbers keep on increasing from the bots, so does Mark. With that, Mark had to sad farewell to the biggest man Jeremy to replace his throne. Expanding larger and larger, Mark is almost at his end. 10(infinity)J(J^(InfinityJ) + 1000J) + 11(infinity)^(infinity x e) x infinityJ(J^(InfinityJ + 1000J)) was what was displayed on the video. It appeared that he the number could not increase anymore. Even though the 11 was meant to be a 10. Mark’s growth had finally stopped. J was a Omniversal and Beyond constant that meant the biggest. The largest number in a single unit of J. No one knows where J came from But there might be a man as big as the constant J inches tall. But Mark was way bigger than that. He truly was the biggest man alive. He could barely move around the space he occupied. The Ultimate God now sat in an area he could barely move in. Mark knew this was the ultimatum, the biggest and most powerful anyone could get. His body was truly the definition of Hyper. His head could not be seen for ages. His muscles were so utterly massive, you could not tell which muscle was if you pointed at it. Piles and piles of muscles stacked on the massive body. No matter how many images of hyper muscle dudes or artwork on any website you can look, no matter how imaginative your brain may seem, his muscles were too incomprehensibly big, too incomprehensibly hyper. His muscle gut was about 5 times as big as the rest of his body. His 10 cocks and 20 balls were about 100 times his own body size, each! His 4 pecs were squishing against each other, pressing and constantly squeezing his milk out. His 4 giant arms were constantly in a flexing position as the rest of his muscles could not give them any space. His entire body was so incredibly brutish, there was no way to tell which muscle was what. Not to mention his hairs. So densely packed and grew so much, no one could find the origin of each hair strain. He now knows all that the Onmiverse and Beyond had to offer. Though the vessel may look utterly uncomfortable, Mark was in absolute peace. His intelligence is now as at its absolute highest. He was after all the most muscular, powerful, biggest, smartest and strongest man alive...

“how big do you want to get James." I say to myself looking in the mirror. "there's no limit."” I respond holding the syringe in my hand. Ok.. so 1 ml…..ah fuck it lets just double it and see what happens. Now let me begin by saying I have always wanted to be massive. Like take a pro bodybuilder….then double it…no scratch that quadruple it. Mainly because quads are my favorite. Don’t get me wrong though if you saw me in person you would do a double take. I’m about 5’10 220lbs. any guy would kill to have my body as it already is, but not me. I want to be a freak and after this last coach ditching me for a bodybuilder who has more potential I’m done. I’m done relying on these guys. So this is where I’m at and I hope you’re ready for the journey. I begin by taking my eight mandatory poses and weight. 221.4 this morning. Ok not bad Xls fit tight and my ass looks amazing. But I did all this research and found a distributer of this new steroid on the market. It’s Diatestrol. Apparently it’s a super intense version of dianabol, test, and winstrol. Which ok whatever no one has tried it yet. My friend Thomas told me he could get me some before it’s pulled completely so I said fine and he ordered me as many vials as he could. Now theres suppose to be no side effects and I’m interested in knowing….hold on my phone is going off. Its Thomas…. Weird. “Hey Thomas.” “ James did you take the serum yet?” Shit…..should I tell him I just doubled the dosage and shot myself up. “No way why?” “Oh thank god. Throw it away James. Its completely pulled the doctors who made it are in prison.” OH FUCK.. WHAT THE HELL DID I DO. “James?” “Yeah?” “You ok? You didn’t take it did you?” “no way dude. I’ll get rid of it. Has anyone taken it?” “no one thank god. Apparently the government documentation said it causes mental, physical, and sexual disabilities.” Oh god……I think to myself “oh shit.. well thanks for calling me.” Well fuck…I guess I’m going to die. “wait before you go Thomas, has anyone died? And how does the government know this if there isn’t any human test subjects?” “oh they tested monkeys it says. No deaths it reports. I don’t know man just throw it out. See ya at the gym later.” Ok fuck.. well at least no one died. Damn I’m hungry. I really need to go to the grocery store. *gurgle*. Fuck I’m starving! I jump in my car and drive to the nearest taco bell. I know I know don’t judge me I’m just starving. Wait didn’t Thomas call me a few minutes ago…uhm yeah I guess he did . Weird I don’t’ even remember our conversation. Ah fuck the seatbelt is cutting into my pecs. “Welcome to taco bell how may I take your order.” “I want it all.” “excuse me?” “everything you have give me 10 of everything on the menu.” What the fuck am I saying. OH FUCK I’M STARVING! “sir seriously?” “YES I’M FUCKING SERIOUS!” woah james calm down what is getting into you. Wait didn’t you take some new steroid….. “sorry I mean yes please. I’m just really hungry.” “ok sir that will be 1068.72.” “sure thing.” “theres a lot here sir can you pull around front and we will bring.” “BRING IT TO ME AS ITS GETTING DONE!” Why does the girl look so terrified of me? Ah fuck this seatbelt is really hurting. God damnit…oh shit…. I just yanked the seat belt off the wall….. god damnit. Oh praise god the first order here and I begin stuffing my face. Just one after another and I’m keeping up with them. Almost an hour later and I’m still stuffing my face. My stomach protruding out fighting for space against my steering wheel. I finish my last bite. FUCK THAT FEELS AMAZING! “GYM TIME!” I floor it to the gym and get there seeing Gabe the big guy that trains here. 6’4 300lbs. Ya that sounds like a lot but at 6’4 he should be 360 to be a true freak. He still walks normal… its pathetic. I get out of the car and slam my door. I’m breathing abnormally heavy. Walking in I see Thomas my slender gay best friend. Tall dark and handsome with an ass that goes for days. He definitely has a models body but the brains of boy genius. “damn james.” “what?” “what are you on?” “what do youmean?” “You look like you’ve gained 10lbs since yesterday.” “dude I weighed myself this morni…..” I stop thinking to myself. Wait I did inject myself with that serum. I DID. DOUBLE THE DOSE OH FUUUUCK. I stare at Thomas with a look that obviously freaks him out. “james…. You ok?” “yeah I need to weigh my…” I spot the squat rack that Gabe is at. He has it loaded with 4 plates on each side. “I can squat that.” “What? You can squat what Big Gabe is squatting?” “fuck yes I can.” I said smacking my chest then smacking Thomas’ ass. “Come watch me crush this bitch.” I begin strutting over to Gabe. I see him sitting on the floor sweat pouring off of him. He looks beat. “are you fucking serious bro.” WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH ME TODAY. “excuse me”. Gabe grunted in between breaths. His pecs heaving up and down. “Watch a true muscle freak.” I go under the weight and hold on. I’ve never even lifted over 315 how do I think I’m going to lift this. I lift the weight. My knees shaking but I notice veins popping out everywhere. Thomas’ eyes are getting wider I can see in the mirror behind me. I begin to descend down my ass hitting the bottom of the hole. Then I try to push up. But I’m stuck. Gabe begins to laugh. “oh ya what a big tough muscle fr….”He stops mid sentence as I let out an obscene scream and explode up. I go again. And again. And again. I bust out 20 reps and throw the weight on the rack. “FUCK YA YOU BITCH.” I Look up at gabe my eyes level with his chin. He grabs my shirt “you calling me a bitch bro.” “Uh ya I am you fucking idiot.” I say grabbing his wrists and slowly starting to squeeze. I see pain overcome his face. I feel power building inside me. I look in the mirror as Gabe drops to his knees and his face lands in my crotch. My cock twitches in delight as a new slave is being made. Wait did I just say slave… also why am I getting so worked up. I see in the mirror my muscles bulging all over. I look massive. Veins popping out everywhere they almost seem to be pulsing. “You are a fucking asshole.” Gabe spits at me. “oh really? Fucking asshole?” I begin to squeeze his wrist harder until I hear a snap. Gabe screams out in pain and I look at Thomas who has a massive wet spot all over his pants. I look back in the mirror and at the weight I just demolished. I look around the gym and see people quickly collecting their things. What is their issue? I’m just trying to work out here. Damn why is gabe on the floor….. Oh fuck I’m starving. Noticing my clothes are so fucking tight. I knew I sucked at laundry. I then rip my shirt and a shorts off. Thomas lets out an audible gasp. I look fucking amazing. I’m huge. My biceps are massive and split down the center with mountain like peaks. My traps are raising up towards my ears. My pecs are so huge that my nipples can’t even be seen. My 6 no 8 no HOLY FUCK MY 12 PACK! Is so fucking shredded. I rub my hands over them a few time to which I see two legs…no they aren’t legs these are fucking tree trunks. They are so huge that I’m not even sure I’ll be able to walk. My calves are jutting out like perfect diamonds. My hands are running around my body. I finally find my nips and twist. “HOLY FUCK!” My semi hard cock lunges forward snapping the band off my briefs. Holy shit how big is my cock now. Its at least 9 inches and fuck its thick. I feel a hand on my now shelf like ass I try to see who it is in the mirror but I’m so massive I’m blocking them. A finger slips up into my hole. I drop to my knees and moan trying to hold my orgasm in. I feel the finger slide in deeper hitting my prostate and then I hear a deep voice. “cum.” And like that James Vesuvius came. All over Gabe, who seems to be relishing every moment, all over the mats, all over the mirror. I feel the finger slide out of me and I collapse on the ground. My body pulsing. I hear Thomas’ voice now. “James come here.” “Yes Thomas?” “get on the scale.” “Yes Thomas.” I step on the scale. I add 220 and the scale is too light. I had 5 lbs nothing. 10 lbs. nothing. 20lbs nothing. 30 lbs and finally the weight settles at 250. “Very good James.” “yes sir.” Wait why am I calling Thomas Sir “30lbs. in one day. Lets see if we can make it 50 tomorrow. Thomas slaps my ass one two and then I feel a stab I try to see what is going on but I a sudden overwhelming feeling of orgasmic euphoria comes over me. “How big do you want to get boy?” Thomas says to me. I stand up straight pecs bulging out. “there’s no limit sir.” I scream out like I’m in the military answering my sergeant “correct.” Thomas grins deliciously.

The angry and menacing look on Big Boss’ face is enough to show his displeasure at a worker’s fuck up at the job. Big Boss called him for a stern warning “one more fuck up and you’re out!” And that’s just what happened The employee fucked up again and so the big boss crushed the life outta him right on the loading dock for all other workers to see. Trapping him up against the wall the angry boss held him in place with no escape as the worker pleaded for another chance. “Too late you been warned” was the response. And with a sudden and rapid inhale Boss’ belly expanded enormously pushing all the air out of the worker till he was crushed and dead. OSHA got word of yet another work place accident so this time they sent in an observer to snoop around for a week. Big boss resented having such an intrusion on his facility. He was furious, his big chest and belly heaving with rage. His longtime shop foreman tried to calm the big boss fearing that the plant would be shut down for good if anything happened. “Big boss please don’t hurt this guy we all need our jobs” rubbing and kissing his belly trying to appease the mammoth man. With one arm big boss shoved him aside slamming him into the wall. “if that pencil neck bureaucrat shows his face around here today snooping around my plant it will not go well for him”. Sure enough the gvt inspector came once again asking questions of the workers and observing operations. But once big boss got word of him on site he exploded. His business shirt could no longer contain his bulk as he was heaving and tensing so heavily. The sound of ripped fabric and popped buttons could be heard as he stormed out his office to find the bureaucrat. And there he was inside the loading dock. Big boss angrily grabbed the nearest thing to him, a forklift with driver seated inside and with little effort he lifted it clear over head and hurled across the warehouse smashing a work table and crushing two workers. “What are you crazy!!” Screamed the inspector. “I warned you you little punk I own this factory and no one intrudes upon my way of doing business not even OSHA” And with surprising speed big boss was upon the poor man and had him within his clenches. Effortlessly he held the man in a one arm bearhug. Raising his fist with the other arm and flexing his massive bicep. Big boss put on an incredible show of power his employees stood awe struck and fearful. Big boss heaved his massive belly once more thereby crushing the inspector’s ribs and with a final bearhug squeeze the man was limp and lifeless. Big boss let the inspector’s dead body lie on the shop floor for several hours to bring home the message of his abilities to anyone who dare defy him. Afterwards he called a meeting of his employees and instructed them to secretly dispose of the bodies, the inspector as well as the two employees crushed under the forklift. He instructed them when questioned by authorities to say that the inspector never showed up that day to conduct his investigation. Likewise the two employees never reported for work. Big boss inhaled deeply and his belly once again expanded to ridiculous proportions. “Do I make myself clear!” he boomed. The employees were shaken with fear knowing what pain and mortal peril their boss could inflict upon anyone of them who failed to tow the line. “Yes Sir” they all exclaimed. And with that he ordered them all back to work. The employees had trouble retrieving the dead corpses under the forklift as it became wedged so forcefully into the concrete floor. Despite all the male workers attempts they could not budge it. The foreman informed big boss who later arrived and rolled up his sleeves. His forearms were like muscular ham hocks writhing with sinew under a thick coat of hair. Again he heaved deeply and grabbed the strongest ends of the forklift and with a mighty heave hoe he broke the machinery free where he set it aside to be dismantled later. Lifting heavy machinery like this and crushing people always made big boss horny and he began to eye his foreman who knew exactly what his boss wanted. The two headed back to Boss’ office alone for a closed door “meeting”.

Missing Seth and Eric. Is everything OK? It’s been a long time since the last chapter.

Butch needs to learn to modulate his wishes! If he ever gets the chance! Fun story! thought: it would be fun to read a story about a duel between two magical entities who try this tricky stuff on each other. [that's probably been done, but where and when aren't occurring to me just now!]

Must be rough... being so massive.

Ivan nesecita a algiuien tan grande como el y estoy seguro que nuestro amigo crecera mucho mas.

Giggle!

II Lo primero que me creció fueron los pectorales. La fuerza de mi pecho se duplicó y de un dia para otro empecé a levantar mucho más. Lo mismo pasó con mis hombros y mi espalda y en dos semanas ya mi cuerpo había cambiado para tomar una forma en V. Mi cintura se fue achicando y todo mis músculos empezaron a asomar cada vez más grandes. Cuando habían pasado tres semanas yo ya estaba concentrado en crecer y crecer y crecer lo más que pudiera. Ahi me contactó Ivan. Hacía tiempo que no lo veía. Me dijo de vernos para ver mi avance. Yo vivía con Mat, pero él se había ido de unas largas vacaciones por lo que todavía me quedaban unos meses viviendo solo. Mat era un amigo mio de la primaria, él era heterosexual pero no tenía ningún problema en vivir conmigo. Así fue como esa noche le dije a Ivan que viniera a casa. Antes de que llegara me puse a hacer flexiones de brazos. Cuando sonó el timbre me miré en el espejo; tenía el pecho enorme. Abrí la puerta y me encontré con una pared. No estaba preparado para lo que vi. Ivan había crecido, pero no un poco, me sacaba casi dos cabezas. Y no solo eso, su cuerpo se había transformado en una montaña de músculos. Yo recordaba que él era grande, pero nada parecido a lo que encontré. Me sonrió desde su enorme altura y se agachó para entrar en mi casa. Incluso tuvo que girar un poco los brazos. Eran dos enormes brazos cubiertos de músculos inmensos. Me quedé parado a centímetros de su pecho gigante. Sin pensar en lo que hacía apoyé ambas manos sobre sus pectorales. —Boludo, estás enorme. —Vine a ver como habías crecido, pero ahora me doy cuenta de que no creciste mucho —dijo riéndose. —Chabon, sos una bestia —dije mientras tocaba cada músculo gigante de su cuerpo. —Te dije que el viejo sabía lo que hacía —dijo mientras flexionaba uno de sus brazos enormes. Estaba duro como la piedra y redondo como una pelota de futbol. Mi cuerpo comparado al suyo era apenas el de un principiante junto a un gigante profesional cubierto de músculos. —Boludo, es irreal el tamaño de tu cuerpo. Sos una bestia. Mirá el tamaño de tu pecho —dije mientra se lo tocaba con dos manos. Se sacó la remera y pude ver lo que había debajo. Era un cuerpo perfecto tallado en piedra, brillante y dorado. —Estoy un poco grande creo... —Sos un animal. Se sacó el resto de la ropa y quedó en calzones. Sus piernas eran dos columnas cubiertas de cuerdas y músculos. —Sacate la ropa —me dijo. Le hice caso. Todo lo grande que sentía que me había vuelto simplemente desapareció junto al tamaño imposible de su cuerpo. Sus músculos eran cinco o seis veces mas grandes que lo mios, tenían mucha mas definición y estaban muchísimo mas duros. Solo podía imaginar la fuerza que debía tener. —Todavía no se te fue la grasa —dijo agarrándose el rollo que derepente parecía un rollo enorme—. Estás medio gordito. —Jaja, hijo de puta —dije y lo intenté empujar. Ni siquiera pude moverlo. —Vamos a ver lo fuerte que te pusiste —dijo y me agarró las manos—. Dale, hacé fuerza. Pero yo estaba haciendo toda la fuerza que podía. —¿A eso le llamás hacer fuerza? —dijo él sin mosquearse—. En serio chabón, sos una mosca. No podés ni moverme un brazo. Te voy a mostrar la fuerza de un hombre. Me levantó y me llevó hasta el cuarto. Me tiró a la cama y se subió de rodillas sobre el colchón. —Intentá tirarme —dijo y puso sus manos detrás de su espalda. Me tiré contra él con todo el cuerpo pero fue como rebotar contra una pared. Apoyé mis manos sobre sus pectorales y empujé con todo lo que tenía. Sus pectorales estaban enormes y duros como piedras. —Jaja, no podés ni moverme. Me había olvidado lo fuerte que me había vuelto —dijo y flexionó ambos brazos. Sus musculos enormes se inflaron todavía más delante de mis ojos. —Soy una bestia —dijo y me levantó y me tiró sobre la cama—. Jaja, todavía sos un flacucho, chabon. No podés conmigo. Soy mucho más hombre que vos. Mirá el tamaño de mi cuerpo —dijo y me levantó con ambas manos—. Jaja, no pesás nada —dijo mientras hacía flexiones con mi cuerpo—. Tu cuerpito me sirve para calentar mis brazos musculosos. Mirá lo grande que soy y la definición que tengo. Vení mas cerca —dijo mientras me abrazaba y me apretaba entre sus pectorales—. Jaja, te queda mucho para crecer, enano. Todavía no podés hacerme frente, soy mucho más grande y fuerte que vos. Soy demasiado hombre. Me había olvidado todo lo que había crecido, ahora me doy cuenta de que estoy gigante. Pero dale, intentalo en serio, intentá moverme. Dale, empujá con fuerza. ¿Que pasa? ¿Estoy demasiado grande? ¿Soy demasiado fuerte? Dale, empujá. Jaja, no podés ni moverme un centímetro. ¿Que es eso? —dijo señalando mi pija debajo del calzón—. ¿Se te paró la pijita? Vamos a verla —dijo y me arrancó el calzón. Ivan se había vuelto demasiado fuerte. Podía hacer conmigo lo que quisiera. —¿A eso llamás pija? —dijo y se arregló el calzón. Por el tamaño enorme de sus músculos no había visto la anaconda que tenía debajo del calzón creciendo. Se lo bajó y se paró con un mastil. —A esto llamo una pija en serio de hombre —dijo riéndose—. Viene con el paquete de macho. Boludo, mirame, miré el semental en que me convertí. —Boludo, la tenés enorme... —¿Te da miedo, enano? No podés defenderte con el cuerpo que tengo. Soy demasiado fuerte. Me acerqué para tocar su enorme pecho. Era todavía mas grande de cuando había entrado. —Que puto que sos, mirá como tocás el pecho de un hombre en serio. Soy un toro. Estoy re fuerte. Me levantó y puso la cabeza de su pija gigante en mi culo. —Boludo, pará, me vas a matar, estás enorme. Sos un caballo. En serio, estás muy dotado, pará. No lo hagas. Sos demasiado grande. —Soy mucho mas grande de lo que crees —me dijo riéndose. Se puso de pie y se paró junto al espejo. Pude ver el reflejo mientras me sostenía. Su cuerpo parecía haberse duplicado en tamaño. Todos sus músculos brillaban y se marcaban perfectos. —Dios mio, Ivan, sos un dios. —Soy una bestia musculosa —dijo mirando su propio cuerpo—. Mirá el lomo que tengo. Sos un fideo al lado de mi torso. ¿A eso le llamás crecer? Crecer es esto, es tener la pija más grande del mundo y los musculos inmensos. Me empezó a penetrar despacio meintras sentía que mi culo era abierto por un puño gigante. —Boludo, despacio, sos gigante, en serio. La tenés demasiado grande. Me vas a matar. —Jaja, no te metí ni la cabeza, flacucho. Te voy a matar de lo grande que estoy. Te voy a mostrar lo que es un verdadero hombre. Y me violó hasta que perdí la conciencia.

I'm NOT a fan of snuff but this one just begs for a continuation in which Big Boss gets his comeuppance from the world's biggest OSHA inspector!

FINAL OF THE STORY. I have some ideas for more stories that'll be coming. excited to share them. Part 4 I felt the muscles surging from chris’ body into mine. He was screaming in pleasure beggin me to suck harder but then would stop to beg me to stop to leave him with some size. Gabe was at my feet worshiping the new god among him. “Please James Please leave me with something.” Chris begged. Suddenly I felt a warm mouth at the tip of my cock. “every last drop boy.” Thomas said to me and fuck did he look delicious. He was still right at my pec level but he was filling out nicely. Looked like a morphed fitness model but lean and his now godly cock swung heavily between his muscled thighs. Gabe licking the tip of Thomas’ cock. “Off me.” Thomas commanded and kicked the tiny man across the room. Gabe cowarding down at my feet. “LOOK AT YOUR SELF CHRISY!” Thomas yelled from beneath me and with one last burst of cum in my mouth I felt the little mans body begin to tremble. My head was hitting the lights. “NO NO THIS CAN’T HAPPEN NO! PLEASE NO!” chris screamed in a high pitch voice. “oh but it did.” Thomas began. “it did happen. You’re nothing now. Just like when you tossed me aside for that piece of shit that ran out of her.” “Eugene?” Chris said looking up into my masters eyes. “yes chrisy. Its me Eugene. Look what you could have had. You could have been the biggest man in the world. The most freaky man. You could have had everything, but you tossed me aside for that wanna be. Now look at my slave. James. He’s perfection.” I stood fully up feeling my muscle pump more and more full. Chris stood up only coming to my knees. “down boy.” Thomas spat at me. I immediately kneeled down to eye level with my muscle growing god. It was everything I dreamed. Everything. I was huge. So huge I could barely function. I was a monster freak. FINALLY! I don’t know what it was but I roared out loud again flexing my massive arms. Peaks on top of peaks. My pecs so huge and full of striations that they looked like they were alive. My cock so huge that it began to grow up. “watch chrisy poo.” Thomas said and walked around to me filling my ass with his 24” cock. Sliding all the way in me. “make me bigger master. Please.” I begged. Thomas chuckled “See chrisy… James was meant for this.” Thomas said and then plunged deeper in me. He reached over grabbing the biggest syringe I’ve ever seen. “NOW WE KNOW WHAT 10 DOSES DOES HOW ABOUT 100!” he began laughing maniacally. And I felt the needle plunge into my lat. “FUUCK DADDY!” I roared. My voice vibrating everything in the room. I felt the syrum injecting in me. I felt my masters cock filliing up in side me. “how big James?” Thomas asked me. I looked the twink chris in the eyes. “never stop.” I grinned. Gabe and chris ran over to me. Their little dicklettes spurting dribbles of cum all over my face. “FLIP OVER NOW.” Thomas screamed. I obeyed and did my cock sliding up into my mouth. “suck yourself dry boy. Every last drop when I say so.” Thomas commanded. Chris now was now punching my massive arms so I flexed them feeling the surge. Gabe began licking the rock hard muscles that were piling all over my body. I Flexed harder and harder see the striations betting deeper and deeper, but my body pulsed more. My ass was now so big my back arched. “time to demolish this place.” Thomas grinned and he began cumming inside me. Flooding my insides. My stomach began to balloon out like a a water balloon. Looking like it was going to burst open. He kept filling me. I could feel the cum filling up my body. Every crevis. “NOW SUCK JAMES SUCK!” Thomas screamed. He slid his cock out of me. And I began sucking myself off. FUCK IT WAS HOT I sucked harder and harder swirling my tongue around the tip. And suddenly I felt my cock lunge deeper in my mouth. Deeper it went and arching into the back of my mouth. EXPLOSION of cum and fuck did it feel good. Cum emptying and refilling into me but this time unlike the other times my body began to buzz. My veins began to bulge all over. My muscles were pulsing hard. “MASTER IS HURTS!” I SCREAMED. Chris coming again seeing the once wannabe bodybuilder turned into the biggest freak to ever be alive. “FLEX NOW” HE COMMANDED. And so I did. My head slamming the ceiling. My arms now so heavy and thick. My ass bulging more and more. My pecs balloon out and my tits becoming invisible from the muscle. My abs growing to a 16 pack. My legs so huge I can barely walk. My lats flaring my arms out to the sides. My cock now coming back to my mouth. I stood up fast slamming through the ceiling. I must have been 24 feet tall. I looked at the world around me. Cars fleeing the parking lot. People running. Men standing staring at me scared for their lives. I flexed my massive body ripping down the rest of the building. Leaving me standing over the puny weaklings. I looked around to see a huge amount of bodybuilders standing staring at me. I looked at them and roared while hitting a most muscular. more than one leaned over and puked. The others all began convulsing and cumming in their pants. I looked down at my master who was still at pec level. “Master?” I said. “yes my muscle freak.” Thomas said grabbing my tits and twisting making me let a huge roar. “BIGGER!” I growled.

Hey guys let me know your thoughts! I had fun writing this one. Part 3 I followed thomas up the stairs. Noticing how his cock swung between his legs and his muscled ass bulged with each step. With every step I took on the stairs I could hear the wood creaking and feel it sink from my weight. I finally get to the door way and realize I have to drop to my knees to get through. I first stuck my head through but my shoulders couldn’t fit through the door. Then I tried sideways but my ass and pecs were bulging so far I couldn’t fit. “Crush it.” Thomas said and with that I shoved through. The Door frame broke in seconds and from my godly muscles. “FUCK SIR LOOK AT ME!” I roared. Standing to my full height of what seemed 8 ft tall. “You’re a puny piece of shit.” Thomas spit at me and then took his massive cock and smacked my leg with it. “you’re tiny do you understand.” He commanded again. “yes sir. I must grow more.” I said this realizing that I must be well over 450lbs. I flexed my biceps and bounced my pecs. Trying to see the massive size I thought I was but I was tiny. I needed to grow bigger. Especially for Master. “I want you to go to your roomand put on what I left on the bed.” Thomas said with a hint of excitement. I barreled down the hall. My shoulders scraping the edges of the walls. “fuck I’m so tiny. I MUST GROW!” I kept repeating to myself. I ran into my room crushing the door frame and saw a velvet track suit that looked like it was made for a whale. The amount of fabric that went into this thing. I then saw a turquoise blue set of posing trunks. I threw them on. The track suit was so huge on me I couldn’t even make out my form. I just looked like a tent. I ran back out to where master was fully clothed with car keys in hand. “Get in the back of the van you tiny man.” He scowled. I knodded making my way to the van but then I stopped. “sir.” I said pleadingly. “what?” Thomas barked. “may I please have more.” I begged. “Please master. I want to get huge for you and I’m such a pathetic little man. Please.” “you know I was thinking the same thing.” He said with a devilish grin. “how about I make you a deal. We go to the gym and you humiliate yourself infront of everyone showing them how tiny and weak you are. If you make through a workout with the weights I desire you will earn not 1…not 2….not even 4 but 10 extra doses.” He grinned. “FUCK YES SIR I WILL DO WHATEVER!” I SCREAMED We finally managed to show up at the gym. But for some reason it looks different. Its all decorated for Christmas. When the last time I was here was right before the 4th of July. “sir when was the last time I was here.” I asked looking down at my beautiful master. “6 months ago.” He scoffed. I racked my brain and I couldn’t figure it out. How do I have no recollection of what happened during 6 months. Suddenly I saw gabe. Fuck he was huge. He had grown since the last time I had seen him. He looked easily 350 lbs. I followed master over to gabe. Fuck he was such a tiny dude! He only came up to my chest. His eyes buggin out and his buddy standing next to him. Holy fuck it was Chris the mutant Taylor. I don’t’ get why everyone called im a mutant. He was maybe half my size. They both stood staring with their jaws wide open. “hey boys.” Thomas said nonchalantly. “want to see a true muscle beast.” Both of the obscene bodybuilders nodded staring at me and my tented body. “follow us.” Thomas said leading us into a private room and locking the doors. “everyone strip. James you last.” Thomas commanded. Gabe and Chris quickly undressed and revealed a meat backed body. Veins exploding all over and muscles to die for. “who wants to be fucked first.” Thomas commanded while dropping his pants revealing his massive cock. “ME MASTER!” I begged “wait boy. You’ll get yours.” Thomas said. “I’m straight I know I am.” Gabe said to Chris. “me too dude I don’t take cock.” Chris said worringly as his noticeable boner began tenting in his tigh lycra shorts. Thomas then walked over to both of them. Snapping his finger and both men on their knees. Gabe was first. He quickly took thomas’ cock in his mouth and swallowed it whole. I could see the tip of Thomas’ cock head stretching the muscle hulks throat. Thomas however didn’t look as if he enjoyed it he just was thrusting watching the muscle man take his godly cock. “going to cum drink it all.” Thomas commanded like it was ordering coffee. Gabe grunted while Chris began stroking himself. Thomas rammed all the way down gabes throat as I watched gabes stomach distend from the floods of cum that must be going in to his stream. But then something weird happened. Gabe began to pulse and almost grow. I don’t know if he was or not because then Thomas looked at me. “Drink him.” He commanded. I walked up lifting gabe all the way for his 9” member to in my mouth. I swallow it entirely in my mouth. “OH FUCK THIS THE BEST BLOW JOB EVER!” Gabe screamed out as I held him mid air. “OH FUCK! I’M GUNNA OH FUCK! OH FUCK! Ahhhhh fuck!” he kept screaming his hands running over my traps “oh my god JAMES YOU’RE A FREAK! YOURE SO HUGE! FUCK YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME! OH FUCK!” HE kept screaming and finally I felt his cock thicken in my mouth. “ITS HAPPENING! FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” He roared and then BAM! A huge load of cum “oh fuck baby!” he screamed again but his voice sounding a little different. Again I felt his muscle cum flood my mouth I eagerly swallowed it. “WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO YOU GABE!” Chris screamed. Again more cum flooding my mouth. “oh my god youre shrinking!” chris now in a state of panic and thomas going to him and beginning the feeding process. “I’M WHAT?!?” Gabe said this time his body no longer looking monstrous but more like a national level bodybuilder. “oh fuck again!” he screamed meanwhile I’m holding this man with my two hands around his waist. “take it all this time James”. I heard thomas command and so I obeyed. I sucked harder feeling cum flooding into me. I let go of gabes body with one hand holding his diminishing body with my one massive tree trunk arm. Finally he stopped cumming and I set him down. Realizing he now only comes up to my knee and Thomas’ belly button. “OH FUCK SIR! MY BODY!” I screamed. Thomas signals to me. So I try to go over to him and collapse as my body pulses larger and larger. I feel a prick in my arm. And I look up to see Chris being fed Thomas’ cum and an empty syringe being tossed aside. “OH FUCK SIR I’M GROWING!” I roar I feel everything pulsing and getting extremely pumped. I try to flex but it hurts so bad. I feel the fabric of this loose track suit getting tighter. I see everyone below me staring in awh. I try to flex but I’m to pumped to move. I’m getting bigger. And suddenly I feel my whole body being squeezed by fabric. “FLEX FOR IT BOY!” I hear my master scream. So I take my arms even though the pain is to much to stand and begin flexing as hard as I can. I’m roaring so loud the doors and mirrors are rattling. I see the newly twinked gabe covering his ears. I raise my arms up to pull a double bicep and in a second the sleeves rip. I pull a most muscular and the the back shreds. I hit my quads and the velvet gives away in tatters. All that’s left is an obscene bulge in my turquoise posing trunks. My trunks are straing to fight against the python growing larger. “LOOK AT YOURSELF BOY?” I hear my master say. I turn to look into the mirror and see the most grotesque huge man I’ve ever layed eyes on. My pecs are so huge they hang over the first row of abs. my arms look like they are morphed from one of those pictures. My head is swallowed my traps and neck. My legs are so big that tree trunks can’t even describe them. I see my calves bulging out from side to side. And then veins erupt all over my body. Pulsing. “FUCK MASTER I’M A MONSTER!” I roar again. “bigger master make me bigger.” I scream turning towering over him and the puny men with him. “of course boy. Are you ready for your next meal?” he says pulling is god hood out of chris’ mouth. “yes sir.” I say and with that my posing trunks snap off revealing the largest cock that slams into my pecs. I reach out grabbing chris with one hand. He’s already leaking so much precum. “NO I DON’T WANT TO BE SMALL! PLEASE I’LL DO ANYTHING!” He begs. I open my mouth grabbing his tiny cock with my tongue and instantly he explodes in my mouth. “DRINK EVERY LAST DROP BOY!” Thomas commands so of course I obey.

Thanks to all who have read and enjoyed this story. It's time to finish Matt in the Mirror now, so here are the last three parts. Enjoy! Part 11 Two weeks out Matt shaved his body for the first time with Steve’s help. Steve thought it would be fun shaving a bodybuilder, but it was more complicated than he thought and not so delightful for Matt. They both looked at the result in the bedroom mirror as Matt flexed and practiced a couple of his poses. It did restore some youthfulness and showed his front side, pecs and abs, to greater detail, but Steve preferred the hairy muscleman look. Steve saw that Matt’s physique had become more vacuum-packed looking. His pecs had shrunk some but were still impressive. Steve felt their hardness as Matt continued his little posing routine. The days passed and Matt became more anxious about the Nitro contest. He also seemed to lose interest in sex and kept asking what he should eat next. His cardio workouts increased and by the day of the contest he was taking in minimal water and weighed in at 254 pounds meeting the goal Thor had set for him. On contest day in the backstage weight room the contestants were pumping up in preparation for their time on stage. There was a lot of looking around, guys checking out other guys to get a better sense of the competition, and nervous sweating and pacing. Matt tried to focus on himself, but couldn’t resist looking at the others, a sea of primed and pumped, rounded and bulging beautiful muscles grown for the enjoyment of others. He was glad he had the contest to think about, otherwise his big cock would bust out of his posers with so much gorgeous man meat on display. The event was emceed by Tank and Thor, now wearing suits of the first time, and proceeded with the lightweight division first, then on to middleweights, light-heavies, and finally heavyweights. As the contest dwindled down to his category, Matt started to shake as he thought about going out on the stage. But soon enough it was over as heavyweight Matt had completed all his mandatory poses and his personal program. Division winners were then announced one by one. Matt’s gut was churning by this point. He thought he had a good chance, but wasn’t sure. When Matt’s name was announced as first place winner of his division, he was very surprised and realized that he’d now have to pose in one final round with the three other division winners in competition for the Nitro Universe title. Standing up there and posing was a big blur and by the end he was exhausted. The other guys continued to pose and step in front of him, but he pushed forward and squeezed out a few more. The crowd roared every time Matt flexed for them. “…And the winner of the first Mr. Nitro Universe title goes to…Matt Nelson!” Matt was in absolute shock and disbelief. The house lights were raised and he could see the full auditorium for the first time. Tank and Thor encouraged him to strike a few more poses which he did, but could tell his energy was really flagging. Matt looked at the crowd as he struck his most muscular pose and they went wild. Near the front he saw his parents cheering and clapping with the biggest smiles on their faces. Matt waived at them, smiled back and proceeded to walk off, when he flashed one more flex of his huge arm. The audience roared and whistled. Groupies, friends, parents and others waited for their heroes to exit the theater. Matt eventually appeared and the crowd clapped and hooted their approval. As Matt made his way through the crowd some wanted to meet him, talk, get selfies and autographs. First up was Steve who couldn’t resist giving Matt the biggest hug and a sexy kiss amidst all the excitement. Matt’s parents came next who were both crying. Matt put his huge arms over their shoulders and posed while numerous photos were taken. Later his father Greg worked the crowd and bragged that his son was Matt Nelson. Towards the back of the group was another familiar figure. James Wilkerson, the muscle daddy, was standing there wearing a black leather vest which parted to reveal his massive hairy chest and pecs and his oversized arms. James was squeezing the hand of his well-built, younger boyfriend dressed in a form-fitting top and tight pants. Matt’s mouth almost dropped open as he scanned James’s body. “That’s funny, that’s the same look you gave me when I first met you five years ago at the gym. I knew you were gay from that very moment. And, I also realized when I saw you at the job interview that there was no way I’d win if you were on stage. It was time to step aside and let you have your day in the sun. Matt, this is your time. Make the best of it and enjoy it. I look forward to seeing you in two weeks.” The two massive men hugged, shook hands and parted. Another surprise for the evening, Matt had no idea his new boss was gay. That night, Matt, Steve, and his parents celebrated Matt’s victory at a local restaurant. The conversation was animated as they talked about Matt’s win, his feelings about it, his new job, and about Steve’s nutrition and training career. Matt was tired and famished, not quite able to take part in the way he wanted to. The food arrived at the table and Matt said, “You can’t believe how difficult it was to stick to Steve’s diet. I’m glad it’s all over with and I’m going to enjoy myself for a while.” Steve remarked, “Remember, it’s only three weeks of enjoyment before you start that new job and get back to the gym.” The conversation continued and Matt wolfed down his steak and potatoes and washed it down with a beer. The others hadn’t finished their food as Matt leaned over whispering to Steve about ordering another steak. “Sure Matt, this is your night. You’ve earned it.” Greg was surprised to see another plate delivered to the table and placed in front of Matt. “I know what you’re feeling. I was once in the game myself. Matt, you may want to watch your appetite. All your work of the past two months could be wiped out in just a few weeks.” “After our vacation it’s back to the gym for both of us. I expect to gain a few pounds back. That diet was brutal!” Matt said. At the end of the meal Matt suddenly felt very tired and told his parents he needed to go home and get some sleep. His parents gave one last round of congratulations, hugged both Matt and Steve, and parted. Part 12 Steve awoke with Matt’s cock firmly lodged against his ass. He subtly pressed backward to see if Matt was awake and to tease him. Matt sleepily responded, “My dick wants to play.” “Mine does too,” Steve whispered. Within minutes they were thrashing about on the bed exploring, sucking, kissing, licking, and stroking. Matt became so hard by this point and couldn’t wait any longer to fuck Steve and quickly entered him. Steve cried out, “Fuck me you muscle humping stud…fuck me!” He sensed Matt was about to come. “Pull out and shoot on me!” Steve wanted to see Matt’s huge ramrod cock explode while watching his lover’s rippling muscles. Matt obeyed and jerked off, unloading streams of thick cum onto Steve’s chest. Matt spread the warm cream on Steve’s chest and licked at his hard nipples. Several years of regular tit play had grown his nipples larger and Matt enjoyed the fruits of his labor. This got Steve worked up and soon was fucking his delicious man stud Matt. Both satisfied, they took a nap before heading out to the kitchen in their underwear to eat. Matt drank his first protein shake of the day while Steve made a breakfast consisting of omelets with buttered toast, and waffles topped with strawberries and whipped cream. When ready Matt wolfed them down and asked what they might have at their next meal. Matt felt his body deserved a rest and the extra calories and protein would help rebuild his body. In a couple of hours Matt drank another protein shake, but this made him sleepy so he took another nap with Steve. That set the pattern for the day which became a series of meals, naps, punctuated by sex. Matt and Steve made out again that afternoon before showering and getting dressed for their trip to a pizza restaurant. Matt wanted pizza bad and couldn’t remember the last time he had had it. They ordered two large pizzas with all the toppings and washed it down with beer. Steve could get through only half his pizza, so Matt finished the rest for him. Steve was amazed that Matt could eat that much, and wasn’t too concerned about Matt gaining back the weight he had lost. The next day, Sunday, started out the same way with sex and food. In the afternoon they decided to go to the Rib Fest an outdoor event which featured barbecued meats, a beer garden, and live entertainment. The day started cool so Matt threw on a hoodie over his Nitro Gym logo shirt. The t-shirt was hopelessly too small and sucked in around his huge pecs and rode high on his arms, scrunching up around his massive delts. After a while the sun came out which forced both Matt and Steve to strip down to their t-shirts. Immediately they started getting looks from people they passed, particularly women. Young girls giggled and snickered at the sight of them and an elderly woman couldn’t stop looking. A number of them wanted to pose, especially with Matt, and asked their beerbellied husbands or boyfriends to take pictures. “Honey, why can’t you look like these guys?” one said. A few admirers were men who felt intimidated about approaching massive Matt, and talked to smaller Steve instead. Another fellow with a decent build seemed to be cruising them. After a while Matt motioned to him to approach. This guy was gay and had been working out for only the past six months. He told them how much of an inspiration they were and asked for some training advice and if he could take a selfie with them. They obliged and posed with arms flexed, stretching their t-shirts to the maximum. The stranger was ecstatic. “Thanks guys, you’ve made my day…oh, and my night too!” he said. By this time Matt and Steve were happy to get out of the spotlight and went to a corner of the beer garden where they could enjoy their meal in peace. Matt had purchased half racks of pork and beef ribs, plus a barbecued chicken. Sides of fries, slaw, and biscuits completed the meal. Again, Matt devoured the food as if he hadn’t eaten in a year. Steve was amazed at how much he could eat and delighted at the sight. He loved his big man and wanted his man bigger again. After nearly three last weeks of eating and no workouts Matt admitted to feeling bloated and waddled about their apartment like a prize hog fattened up for auction. He hadn’t weighed himself since the Nitro contest and was suddenly afraid of how much he had gained. Reluctantly he stepped up on the scales and had to bend over to see the readout past his pecs. The window flashed “285” his highest weight ever. He was afraid to tell Steve. “I guess I overdid it,” Matt commented to Steve as he looked at his huge well-fed body in the bedroom mirror. Crammed into a pair of jeans and a tight white t-shirt Matt was ready to bust out of his clothes. “I thought I could keep my eating under control, but it was harder than I thought.” “It’s all good Matt. You’re still one fucking, sexy, hot man. Let’s look at you!” Steve pulled Matt’s t-shirt off revealing his massive ballooned torso. “Look at these monster arms and those big muscle tits!” The sight of bodybuilder Matt stuffed into those jeans was incredible sexy and Steve’s cock quickly bulged up in his pants in response. “Let’s get these pants off too.” Matt obliged and stood there in his sexy underwear putting his massive pillow-like thighs on view for Steve to enjoy. Steve absolutely loved Matt’s off-season muscle hog look. He ran his hands over Matt’s body feeling the various muscle groups, their added weight, size, and smoothness. Steve’s exploration moved lower as he kneeled in front of Matt to pull his underwear down. “Did this grow too?” he asked. “This is one meal I can’t get enough of.” Steve eagerly devoured Matt’s tantalizing cock and pulled his ass forward forcing Matt’s growing cock deeper in his mouth. In and out, sucking and slurping at first, Steve then licked Matt’s big pole starting from the bottom and ending at the top where Steve lingered swirling his tongue around and around the big helmet-shaped head. Within minutes Steve was rewarded with a mouthful of Matt’s hot cum. In bed that night Steve put his head on Matt’s shoulder and massaged his pillow-like pecs as they talked about their schedules in the upcoming week including Matt’s new job. Eventually becoming sleepy, Matt turned on his side, wrapped his big arms around Steve and held him close snuggling tightly against his body. Steve quickly fell asleep while feeling his massive muscular lover’s body and the semi-hard cock that was pointing into his ass. Part 13 The next morning Steve helped Matt get dressed for the first day on his new job. They struggled to get Matt’s shirt and pants on his bulked-up body. “I’m not sure this is going to work, but I don’t have any other choice. I’ll have to wear these things until I can find something else,” Matt remarked as he struggled to fasten the waistband of his pants. Matt hadn’t considered the effect an eating spree would have on his new office attire, but Steve tried to reassure him that everything was ok and that he still looked hot in his tight clothing. Matt went to the mirror and flexed a few muscles to see how much he could move and quickly heard a popping sound from the shirt. He stood there amazed by the look and shook his head. This first day at work was a whirlwind of introductions and an orientation for the position. By noon he was famished as he had no time for his midmorning meals or snacks. Fortunately, Wilkerson Construction had an employee cafeteria that Matt could use at lunchtime. Matt hadn’t quite got his eating back in control, and stuffed himself. He knew he would have to control his eating or he would soon bust out of his shirt, pants or both, and hopefully not at work. He had to get back to the gym he told himself. The workouts that week at Nitro were definitely a challenge. Thor and Tank could tell Matt had ballooned back to his old weight and more and were disappointed with his off-season look. Matt told them of his plan to resume his workouts and get back in shape. “You better,” Tank responded. “The Midwest Regionals are next year and you’re going to be there.” It took almost a month to rework his diet and establish a routine that fit with his work schedule. But soon he was working out with heavier weights than he had ever used before. Matt’s definition reappeared and filled in just a little bit more over the following months. He resumed his intense chest workouts and built his pecs back to their pre-Nitro Universe contest size and then couldn’t resist growing them even larger for Steve and himself. His hair had grown back over his pecs and lightly covered his abs as well. Steve was very happy with Matt’s look and couldn’t keep his hands off his swarthy, muscle-stuffed, man stud. How could one not worship such an incredible specimen? Matt thought his appearance was super hot too and frequently got hard thinking about how he had grown. He loved how his now 295lb muscle crammed body filled and stretched his clothes, a constant reminder of what he had accomplished since his days as a skinny 14 year old. Matt had truly dedicated himself to building a magnificent body. He reflected on his blown out back humped high and wide with muscle, massively broad and veiny arms that hung outward, supremely muscular delts that capped his hugely bulked, muscle bursting arms and tied into an enormous chest dominated by immense, ballooned, muscle-pad pecs, all this supported by mammoth legs of crazy thick proportion and mass. Matt fell asleep on the sofa thinking about it all. He was only 23 years old and his muscles hadn’t matured yet. How big could he get? How big did he want to be? Matt woke with a start from his nap and sat up. The force of his movement had torn the shirt at the shoulders. He decided to inspect the damage and swaggered to the bedroom mirror to see the whole package. His cock hardened quickly as he stood there looking at himself. The look of his huge muscle bloated body, nearly 300lbs, and his inflated cock pushing against the tight clothing was such a major turn on. He fumbled to unzip his pants and release its contents. Matt watched his cock flex upward in one sweeping arc gaining in size as it moved to its full upright attention. His huge pole throbbed a few more times fully inflating the giant cockhead, a wide helmet of perfect proportion. Thick veins running the length of his cock swelled to their full dimension and fed their vital fluid to the entire 11 inch shaft. Matt shook as he ran his hand along his dick, then with a more forceful tugging watched the head swell up even larger and turn a darker color. Turning directly to the mirror Matt gave his most muscular pose feeling the incredible tightness in his shirt as it began to reach the breaking point. Just another flex brought his engorged monster cock to its ultimate hardness. A distinct ripping sound from his sleeves and back pushed him over the top. Matt watched as his incredible, cum-stuffed cock lost its thick load against the mirror in a pulsating flood. He sunk to the floor feeling relief and satisfaction. He had the body he wanted.

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HEY THERE MUSCLE GROWERS. Let me know your thoughts. I think this could turn into a fun series. PART 2: “holy fuck my head.” I clutched my head as it throbbed with pain. “oh my god my hurts so bad. Wtf happened to me.” What happened yesterday… I took that shot and then oh fuck I must have passed out at home. God everything feels so heavy. I get up and waddle to the bathroom feeling off. “HOLY FUCKING BALLS!” oh my god oh my god I’m massive. I’m a fucking freak. I look like the white version of Ronnie coleman. “Good morning slave.” I heard a voice. “Master.” I said… wait why am I saying master. And who the fuck is calling me a slaaa oh fuck my balls. I felt a hand grab my now grapefruit size balls and begin juggling them, but the sensation was insane. It felt like I was cumming just from master fondling my balls. Oh fuck my cock its insane! Wait…..how tall am i? I swore yesterday I could barely see my dick over the counter and now I can barely see my head in the mirror. “OH fuck” I moaned as two large hands grabbed my godlike pecs and twisted on my nips. “FUUUUUUCK”. My cock standing up hitting the base of my pecs. I can feel the precum flooding down the sides of my cock. I’m squatting down to see who is behind me but fuck I’m massive. I hear master moaning as I feel his hands slide all over me. I then feel a prick in my ass and then the overcoming sensation that feels so familiar. Fuck I’m so big. And so sexy. All I want is to grow for master. “Good boy. Grow for your new master. Grow as big as you can.” “Yes sir but how.” “go to your basement.” I Immediatley bolt down to my dark dingy basement and see the whole room sparkling clean and loaded with the heaviest of equipment. “lift. Grow. Fuck.” I mutter “What boy?” I hear from behind me. I turn my whole body around slamming into the wall “LIFT GROW FUCK. SIR.” I SCREAM at Thomas…THOMAS! WAIT what? I thought master.. oh yes that is master. Wait james what is wrong with you. “You’re confused aren’t you boy?” Thomas says grinning. He walks down the steps standing on the 5th step up so we are eye level now. “you are my slave. But not any slave you are my muscle growing god. Do you understand?” “yes sir.” “you will fuck who I say. Lift what I say. And eat when I say.” “yes sir.” Something inside me tingled as I felt the urge to please Thomas…I mean master. No thom… no hes my master. “do you know what is happening?” “no sir.” I said slightly frightened with a tinge of excitement. “you have become my lab rat James. You will be the largest most muscular man to walk the earth.” “but how?” “the serum. I concocted this serum for you specifically. After we talked on tinder about our dreams to grow you so huge I began reeling with ideas. I thought I must grow him hes the perfect man to do this. He will be gorgeous and dominate all other men, but theres one thing.” “whats that sir.” “he must be forever mine.” Thomas said with his incredible smile. “the more I fuck you and inject you the more you will grow AND I added something fun for you.” “Sir?” I said getting even more excited. “Remember your bodybuilding ex who cheated on you?” “Yes.” I growled and I suddenly became overwhelmed with anger. I can’t fucking control it. HOLY FUCK I HATE HIS GUTS! FUCK. And with that I slammed my whole arm through the wall. “CALM YOURSELF BOY.” Thomas screamed as I stood there panting and grunting like a monster. He pulled out his cell phone and hit something. I suddenly felt vibration in my ass so intense. “OH FUUUCK!” I SCREAMED dropping to my knees. I’m clunching the bannister and I hear the wood splintering. “enough”. Thomas said and clicking his phoen for the vibrations to stop. “you now have a perfect replica of my cock permantly in you. No one can take it out except me. Understood.” “yes daddy.” “ITS SIR YOU BITCH!” Thomas said kicking my stomach. But I didn’t feel anything. “sir do that again.” I moaned curiously. And Thomas obeyed kicking me harder as I contracted my abs. I saw a stirring rustling in Thomas’ shorts. His tight little tank top on his 6’4 body his perfect Adonis like features. His smoldering amber brown eyes looking directly into mine. His cock sanking down further his shorts. I reach up to touch then stop. “may I sir?” “now.” Thomas said relishing in every movement I make. I reach up and for the first time I see my massive arm. I stare at it. It looks like Tom Platz legs. They are massive! Thomas clears his throat. “I’m waiting”. OH yes my master I reach up riping his shorts and shirt off in one take. “holy fuck.” I gasp. His perfect hairless body standing in front of me. His cock. I thought mine was huge. His must have been 18” long and as thick as large coffee mug. “sir may.” “do it slave.” Thomas said flashing his beautiful smile at me. I instictly wrap my hands around his waist and lift. I see his 18” cock lurch forward more to what looks closer to 24”. I see his feet dangling. His cocks massive mushroom head flaring like its waiting for a prize. God Thomas’ cock would even make a stallion jealous. My tongue slowly reached for the slit in his massive cock. Then I felt his hand on my head. “all the way.” He said sweetly to me. So I obeyed I slid that massive member in my mouth and down my throat. No gagging. No fighting just straight down. I started pulsing Thomas in and out feeling my biceps getting pumped even more. “YES BOY FASTER AND HARDER!” He screams at me. Muffled sounds of yes are heard coming from me. I start slamming Thomas’ cock all the way in and sucking as hard as I could. Fuck I needed his cum. I needed it. I NEED “oh fuck boy I’m going to feed you now! Are you ready!” *muffled gargled* “yes sir.” “Oh fuck!” Thomas screams wrapping his legs around my neck getting as deep in as possible. I just feel cum filling my gut and I can feel my gut distending. His cock pulsing with each ejaculation. One pulse. Two pulse. Three pulse. More I need more. Four pulse. Five. Six. Seven. “BOY HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME.” Thomas moans and screams. His eyes rolling in the back of his head. “MOOOOOOOOOOORE” I roar with cum spitting out of my mouth. Ten. Eleven. My gut is now protruding like a huge beer gut. The last load I felt I looked into to Thomas’ eyes. They almost seemed to burn with a golden glow. “good boy now time for your surprise.” “MORE SIR?” I said with excitement. “yes boy. Here he is.” Thomas said ripping the sheet off the wall to reveal my ex Chase chained gagged and blind folded. Fuck he was sexy. He looked more like Bumstead. His muscles bulging his cock leaking with pre cum. I could hear him moaning as my hot breath hit his body. His biceps bulging and flexing fighting against the chains. His massive quads flexing and unflexing. “Time to take everything.” Thomas commanded to me and I instantly knew. “bitch.” I rumble. No response from him. I waddle up hearing Masters cum sloshing in my stomach. rip the chains out of the wall with one swipe. I pull the gag out. Then set him on his feet. “take the blind fold off.” I rumbled. I see his hands shaking. His body shaking. He’s terrified. Holy fuck CHASE MARTINS IS TERRIFIED! I instantly began to laugh. His hands reach the blind fold and he rips it off and gasps. “JAMES! WTF?” He screams out trying to back away, but I waddle forward. “James you were never this. How did you get. Oh my god. OH FUCK I’M GUNNA CUM.” “Do not cum.” Thomas said and instantly Chase stops. “ James stand face to face with him. Now chase are you 6’5. “yes sir.” Chase grumbles. I waddle over to Chase to which his eyes only come up to the bottom of my pecs. I look down trying to see him but my pecs are blocking the view. “James kneel down.” Thomas commands and then smacks my ass. I obey now eye to eye with Chase. “Chase. Would you like James to fuck you?” Thomas says. I then realize how bad Chase wants me. So I raise my right arm. Twist so you can see every muscle in my abs flexing. Get my bicep flat out by his head and slowly start flexing in. My bicep getting bigger and bigger. Until I hit the final pose and look directly into chases eyes. I begin flexing more squeezing my stomach hearing less sloshing from Master’s cum. I notice my body is pusling as I flex so I begin just bouncing my massive king pillow pecs and flexing my biceps. “oh fuck yes sir.” Chase screams out. “kiss it.” I say he instantly begins to kiss my bicep. But damn is he small. How did I ever think he was a true muscle god! His little 20” biceps flexing and unflexing his hands running all over my mountain but not even covering half of my monstrous bicep. “bend over.” I say standing back to my full height. He flips around and begins to spread his ass apart. I pick up him. Sliding my cock maybe a 4th of the way in and he’s screaming in pleasure. He’s never been fucked by the way. Hey I guess there’s a first for everything. “Cum James.” Thomas says smiling at me and I do. Instantly. I fill Chase full of cum. His stomach distending like mine did earlier. “eat James.” Thomas commands. I look over and see him stroking his massive cock. “EAT NOW!” I flip chase around grabbing his waist lifting his cock to my mouth. I begin face fucking muscle. Fuck Chase is so light he’s like my own personal fleshlight. I hear him moaning and suddenly he begins shooting torrents of cum. Flooding my mouth I’m gulping harder and harder. “what is happening to me!” I hear Chase scream in horror. With each pulse he feels lighter and lighter. “NO NO MY BODY!” I hear him screaming now with a higher gayer voice. finally, the last flood of cum in my mouth. I swallow. Lick my lips and burp. I feel the light body in my hand. What now looks like a little high school dweeb. “what has happened to me?!” Chase screams as he rubs his hands over his now stick frame. I waddle up to him and now realize he only comes up to my waist. I take my massive cock and smack him in the face hitting him with what must feel like a baseball bat to such a little guy. “this is your mission James. To be the ONLY muscle god.” Thomas says to me as he pets my massive body. “MORE SIR!” “In due time boy. In due time.” Thomas says to me leading me away from the pathetic skinny twink in our godly presence.

Here we go...the final chapter. Thank you everybody for all the amazing comments, feedback and support for this story! I've had so much fun writing and sharing this with everyone here, even if it did take me quite a bit longer than I'd hoped! I don't know what's next for me story wise. As I said recently I have so many idea and I'm eager to have a play around and see if anything comes from any of them! A MASSIVE thank you to everyone, again! #muscleuniversity #pecshavespoken #didsomeonesaysequel Thirty Four “Luke!” I feel like my heart’s about to burst. Because Luke is here. Looking awkward and nervous and unsure. But he’s actually fucking here! “What are you …” I don’t know what to say. I don’t know what to do. I’m just frozen to the spot. But standing right in front of me is Luke. My gorgeous little Hufflepuff, Luke. “I mean … you’re back!” He bites his bottom lip and then looks at the trophy I’m clutching in my hands. “How did you do at the show?” he asks, his voice noticeably nervous. And now I suddenly feel nervous too. “I came third!” I reply, shaking my trophy. Luke nods at me. And there’s a silence. God it’s awkward. I want to go up to him and cuddle him. I wanna hold him. And kiss him. But I don’t know what’s happening here. I don’t know why Luke’s back. Fuck - what if he’s just come back to get his stuff? And then my stomach lurches. Because what if he’s leaving for good? I walk over to my side of the room, put my backpack down and place my trophy on my bed. And then I turn to face Luke. He’s still just standing there awkwardly. I fold my arms across my chest. I suddenly feel a little cagey. “What’s going on here, Luke?” He sighs and sits down on his bed. He still looks so nervous. My insides tighten with nerves at the thought of what's coming next. I walk across the room and sit down on the mattress next to Luke. Fuck - I still can’t believe he’s actually here. That I’m sitting so close to him again. He looks out to the room and swallows hard. Then he looks in my direction. At my body. At the Johnny Bravo t-shirt I'm wearing. And my ridiculously bronzed arms. And then he finally looks up at my face with those beautiful piercing blue eyes and breathes a deep sigh. “Do you know what the scariest thing about coming to Muscle University was? The thing I was most nervous about?” I look at him confused. I have no fucking idea what Luke’s about to say. “It wasn’t knowing that I would probably be the smallest guy here. It wasn’t the training. Or the idea of having to take my clothes off and pose in front of a whole class of lads who were so much bigger than I was. The scariest thing for me was the thought of not making any friends. That’s what I was worried about the most. That I’d be stuck up here at this university with no one. And when we started hanging out, I couldn’t believe it. That we actually got on. That you liked me enough to go to the SU bar with me. And take me to Glasgow. And sit on my bed watching Dom and Cole In The Land of Ug. That a guy like you, a bodybuilder like you, wanted to waste his time hanging out with someone like me!” I can’t believe that Luke is saying these things to me. I shake my head. “Luke!” “Just let me finish!” He lets out a deep sigh before continuing. “And then I found out that you were gay. And started thinking that - God - as fucking CRAZY as the idea was to me, that maybe you even liked me more than a friend! That maybe there was actually something more going on between us. And when we finally got together, I just kept thinking, how the FUCK has this happened? Why does Woody like ME?” What the FUCK? I had no idea Luke was feeling any of this. “I mean, LOOK AT YOU! You’re an actual bodybuilder. With pecs. And abs. And … you look like a film star, for fuck’s sake. I remember thinking, he can have guy he wants, and he’s chosen me. Fucking ME! And every day I just kept thinking that something was gonna happen. That you were gonna wake up one morning, look at me and think, “What the hell am I doing with THIS guy?” And I thought, that if you can’t see it now, one day you will. One day you’ll meet someone bigger than you are. Maybe even better looking, and you’ll look back and laugh at the fact that you actually thought you liked your small, geeky roommate who used to wear Harry Potter boxer shorts! And when you told me about Deano. It was like … this is it! This is the wake up call I’ve been waiting for. This is what’s gonna bring me back to reality. Make me realise that this. Being here with you. It’s just a fantasy. A fucking fever dream. And I was almost … God, this sounds really fucking awful … but I was almost relieved that you’d kissed Deano!” What the hell? My stomach clenches. “Because I didn’t have to kid myself anymore. I didn’t have to constantly think that you were gonna suddenly wake up and come to your senses. And realise you didn’t want to be with me after all. But … God, Woody - these past three days. All I’ve fucking thought about is you! All I’ve wanted was to be back here on this bed. Hanging out with you. Doing all the things we do. Watching Harry Potter. In our matching Harry Potter boxer shorts.” I feel like I’m gonna fucking cry. My heart’s blowing up. And I feel like I’m gonna fucking cry! “Luke …” “Just let me finish!” I bite down on my bottom lip, trying not to smile at Luke’s sudden assertiveness. “And I know I did a shitty thing by leaving!” I shake my head. “I just … I panicked! I freaked out. About the Facebook post. About the Deano thing. I just couldn’t be here, Woody. But I regretted it. After I left, I got to the end of the corridor and thought, “What the fuck am I doing?” I mean, I actually stopped. I was gonna come back. But …” But I told him to fuck off! Because I’m a fucking idiot. Luke sighs. “And I thought about it all the way home. Whether I’d done the right thing by leaving. And all day yesterday. And then this morning I saw that Instagram post. I saw you in my posers! I saw the reference to the Harry Potter boxers I bought you. And the Gryffindor hashtag.” And now I’m smiling. I can’t help it. “And maybe one day you WILL wake up and realise you don’t want me. Maybe you will meet someone bigger than you. And better looking!” ARGH! I want to fucking SCREAM. “But … until that happens … I … I can’t NOT be with you, Woody!” Fuuuuck. That’s all I wanted to hear. The only fucking thing that matters here. “Luke - can I PLEASE speak now?” He bites his bottom lip, suddenly looking nervous again. “Oh my GOD! LUKE! What do I have to do?” I ask, dramatically. He just looks at me puzzled. “Come on! Just tell me. What do I have to say? To CONVINCE you that - GOD - I am absolutely and totally fucking CRAZY about you!” And now Luke’s mouth is curling into this giddy little grin. Fucking HELL I’ve missed those dimples. “I mean … I literally think about you ALL the time. I think about your dimples. And your cute calf muscles. And your hot little abs. And your arse. That CUTE fucking arse! Do you know before we got together, I sat on this bed and fucking SNIFFED your pillow for fuck’s sake? That’s how much I liked you! I mean, for God’s sake, Luke - I’m wearing your posers! And right now? Honestly? I never want to fucking take them off! Because they’re YOUR posers. They remind me of you. And your arse has been in these trunks. That cute fucking arse of yours I still think about SO fucking much.” I’m not thinking about what I’m saying. The words are just tumbling out of my mouth. “And I’m sorry. I’m fucking SORRY! For all the shitty things I’ve done. For kissing twat faced fucking Deano. For not telling you about it. I’m sorry for abandoning you in Bristol. I’m sorry that I wasn’t brave enough to tell you that I liked you for all that time. And I’m sorry making that deal with Johnny. For those stupid fucking things I wrote in my notebook. For embarrassing you in your first Posing Practice 101 class. I’m sorry for being a dick to you when you first started. I’m sorry for calling you a wannabe physique competitor, even though there’s nothing wrong with being a wannabe physique competitor, Luke!” And now Luke’s fucking beaming at me. I shake my head. “I’m sorry for being a shitty fucking boyfriend. And I’m sorry for all the shitty things I’ll probably end up doing next term! And next year. And for the rest of our time here at Montgomery. And I WILL fucking be your boyfriend for the rest of the time we’re here. Because I don’t fucking WANT anyone else, Luke. I don’t want anyone bigger. Or anyone better. Because there IS no one better. No one’s ever made me feel like you do, Luke. No hot personal trainer guy from back home. No twat faced fucking pocket rocket bodybuilder here at Montgomery. Just YOU. Only YOU. I mean …” And then I stop myself. Luke’s just looking at me. My chest tightens. Fuck. I can’t believe the words that we’re about to come out of my mouth before I stopped. I can’t believe what’s screaming in my head. What I want to say out loud. So fucking badly. But what if Luke doesn’t say it back? What if Luke doesn’t feel the same? What if I stop obsessing and worrying about every fucking Luke related thing just this one fucking time and TRUST that things might actually turn out okay and maybe even - “I'm fucking in love with you, for God’s sake!” Holy fucking shit! I said it. I fucking said it. Luke looks so surprised. But I’m not scared. I’m not freaked out. Because it’s fucking true. Luke’s lip starts to quiver and he lets out a choked little sob. And now he’s lunging towards me and his lips are on mine and the first time in three fucking days (the longest three days ever) I’m kissing Luke. My gorgeous little Hufflepuff, Luke. Who I love so fucking much. And it feels like my heart has exploded. Into a thousand fucking pieces. And now we’ve stopped kissing. Our foreheads are touching. My arm around his back. Luke’s hand gripping my bronzed hairless forearm. “I can’t believe you're wearing my posing trunks!” he says. I laugh, my forehead still touching his. I could stay like this forever. “Oh and Woody?” Luke whispers. I don’t say anything. “... I'm in love with you too!” Five Months Later “Okay … 10,” I say, looking at the number on the door I wheel my suitcase past. “That one’s 11,” I say, looking at the door on the opposite side of the corridor. And then I see the number 12 on the front door I’m approaching. I stop in front of it and turn to my boyfriend Luke, who’s now stood next to me with his own suitcase. He’s giving me this cute, excited grin. The dimples I love so fucking much out in full force. I can tell from his expression that he’s just as excited and eager to see the room we’ll be spending our second year at Montgomery University of Bodybuilding & Fitness in as I am. “This better be fucking bigger than our old room!” Luke playfully rolls his eyes and smirks. “Just open the door!” he orders, smiling. I swear he’s gotten bossier since he packed more muscle onto his frame. I put the key in the door and then pause to look at Luke with an excited grin. There’s no one coming down the hall over his shoulder. I turn to look in the opposite direction. The hallway’s completely deserted. So I bring my face forward and give Luke a quick kiss on the lips. He’s looking at me surprised and wide eyed, but he's smirking like fucking crazy. I open the door to a bright room. It’s fairly spacious but really doesn’t look that much bigger or different to our old dorm room. I look at Luke and screw my face up. Luke groans and rolls his eyes. “It’s FINE!” “It's practically the same as our old room!” I complain. Luke shakes his head and smirks as he rolls his suitcase into the room and I go to check out the en suite bathroom. At least that’s bigger than the old one. “Are you having that side?” Luke says, pointing to the right side of the room. Which, incidentally, was the same side I had in our old one. I shrug and pull a face. “Might as well!” I lift up my suitcase and throw it on my new bed. And then I sense Luke behind me and before I have time to turn around, he’s wrapping his beefy little arms around my waist and pushing his torso up against my back. I grab his forearms with my hands and give them a squeeze, feeling like I want to fucking melt. I spin around, a huge fuck off smile on my face and wrap my arms around Luke’s waist and back and go in for a kiss. Jesus. Will kissing Luke ever NOT feel amazing? We part lips and I look down at his white vest with a print of The Hulk on the front. Six months ago Luke would never have worn this vest. “These arms!” I say, gripping on to Luke’s meaty upper arms with both hands. He giddily grins and bites his lip. Luke’s really packed on some muscle over the last few months. Especially since he signed up to a hardcore bodybuilding gym back home in Sheffield over the summer. Incidentally the same gym his dad used to train at. “You’re definitely not gonna be the smallest lad here anymore!” I tell him. “Hmmm. I bet some of those first years are still gonna be bigger than me though!” “BUT … will any of them be wearing bright yellow Harry Potter boxer shorts to their first Posing Practice 101 class?” Luke grins and rolls his eyes. I look at the big bare wall behind Luke. “Are you gonna put your Tommy Foster poster up?” Luke shakes his head. “I didn’t bring it!” “What?! The room won’t look the same without it!” Luke smirks and shrugs. “We’ll have to buy a new one.” “We are NOT having a Harry Potter poster up on the wall!” “I do have something to put up!” he says, going over to his suitcase. I follow Luke and flop down on his new bed for the first time as he rummages through his case to find whatever he’s looking for. And then he pulls out a book and from the middle of it retrieves the illustration of Tommy “The Tank” Foster I drew from Luke’s old poster. The same one that was stuck to the wall above his bed in our old room. He sticks it up with some Blu Tack and then looks at me, this happy, loving grin on his face. I look back at him and smile. A definite Woody and Luke moment. “I wonder who are new neighbours are?” Luke asks. Then he gasps. “What if it’s DEANO?” I smirk and roll my eyes at him. Deano pretty much left us alone after the incident with the Facebook post last year. There was one really awkward moment when me and Luke walked into the changing rooms at the Watson House gym and Deano was stood there alone. He nodded and said, “Lads!” like nothing had ever happened (which fucking pissed me off) but I remain tight lipped and let the incident slide. Other than that he hasn’t really spoken to me. All of the shouting out, gay jokes and twattish remarks stopped. I don’t think he dared give us any hassle after he got suspended for posting the illustration of me kissing Luke on Facebook. There was a weird moment during one Posing Practice 101 last term when I turned around to find Deano just staring at me. This kind of sad, almost longing look on his face. He quickly looked away when he saw me looking. I never told Luke about it. Who knows if he’s still harbouring feelings for me. We haven’t seen each other all summer. He might be completely over me by now. I kind of hope for his sake he is. I was sort of relieved when the university didn’t open up the end of year bodybuilding show to the first years again, because after the experience I had at the last one, I definitely would have entered. And I know Deano would have too. I guess I’ll have to wait for next term to find out whether I’d kick his huge, velvet trunk encased bubble butt on stage. Luke crawls over to where I’m sitting. He snuggles into my chest and I wrap my arm around his back. I kiss him on the forehead and take in that Luke scent I love so fucking much. It feels so good to have him all to myself again. To finally be living in the same place. We spent quite a bit of time together over the summer. We had a long weekend in London. And we went to visit Emily in Bristol too. We saw cute, ginger Max again. Oh and that guy, Steve, who I pulled the weekend we were there for my birthday. Which was kind of awkward. Luke came to stay at my parents in Sussex too. I don’t think mum suspected anything. She just thought he was a mate from uni. It was cool having him there though, sleeping in the bedroom I'd grown up in together. Oh and I went to visit and stay with his mum and sister in Sheffield too. His mum kinda loved me, but then I guess I did turn on the charm a bit. Oh and his little sister clearly fancied me. Which was fucking hilarious. All in all it was a pretty great summer. And we managed to make it work, despite living miles apart from each other. But it wasn’t quite the same as being together all the time. In our own room in this university in the middle of sodding nowhere. Which, incidentally, isn't really something that bothers me much anymore. I look around the room. Our brand new second year room in Johnson Hall. And I’m suddenly overcome with nostalgia for my old dorm room. I spent so long in that room feeling unhappy. Wishing I were somewhere else. But that was before Luke showed up. With his Tommy Foster poster. And his geeky t-shirts. And his Harry bloody Potter boxer shorts. That was before I starting thinking about him all the fucking time. Before I started obsessing about his cute little arse blowing out of the shiny blue posing trunks I helped him buy on his third day here at Muscle University. That was before I fell completely in fucking love with him. “Is it bad that I kinda miss our old room?” Luke takes his head away from my chest and looks up at me, surprised but smirking. “Hmmm. I know what you mean!” I just smile back at him. “Do you think we’ll have a drama free year this time?” Luke asks, with a smirk. I look down at the thick, perfectly pumped pecs bulging off my chest under my favourite Johnny Bravo t-shirt. “Hmmm. What do you think, boys? Are me and Luke gonna have a drama free second year at Muscle University? No deals with Johnny Hoxton? No one in velvet posing trunks trying to kiss either of us? OH - and is Luke gonna become more freak than geek by the end of the year?” “That’s a lot of questions for one pair of pecs!” “Oooh - AND … are we gonna grow to love this room as much as we loved the old one?” Luke bites his bottom lip and beams at me. Dimples and bloody everything. "Bounce twice for yes, once for no!” Then I bounce my pecs twice. “The pecs have spoken!” THE END