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  1. Here's a little Christmas present for you all. This is the last chapter for this story (for now at least). I have other stories in the works so stay tuned for those. Epilogue It’s barely 5 a.m. but I’m already awake. I run my hand over my naked torso and feel the cum-soaked remnants of last night. I look around at what used to be Alan’s trendy loft. Gone is most of the furniture and in its place, the most state-of-the-art gym equipment available. There are mirrors on every wall and piles of weights scattered in every direction. Across the massive space, I see Alan who’s clearly been awake for some time. He steps out of the squat rack with a the bar loaded with 315lbs and starts to curl the weight. Even from thirty feet away, I can see his 30 inch plus biceps swelling with incredible power. After 15 solid reps his pace slows but he continues to perform prefect reps with the huge weight. My cock is at full mast as he slams the weight back onto the rack. He hears me stirring in the bed and turns to face me. Even though I have been with him every moment for the last six months, I still marvel at his sheer mass and vascularity. He smiles and slowly starts moving towards me. Each step causes waves of mind-bending muscle to swell and expand as his 485lb body approaches. His gargantuan thighs ripple and swing around each other as they battle for room to move and his calves visibly swell with each step. The closer he gets, the more extreme his vascularity becomes. There isn’t a place on his naked body that isn’t covered in thick, pulsing veins. He stops moving ten feet from the bed and slowly raises his outrageously pumped arms and performs a double bicep pose. As he flexes every muscle on his body, I let out a load moan which only spurs him on. His biceps swell even larger as his lats erupt from either side. My eyes trace the veins from his throbbing cock up his pumpkin-sized abdominals and over his deeply striated pecs. From this angle in bed, I can barely see his eyes over the bloated chest muscles. He releases the pose and stands at the end of the bed. Without flexing a single muscle, the veins on his body appear to pulse and grow before my eyes. I start to stoke my cock at the sight that both turns me on and horrifies me. Never could I imagine someone could be so massive and ripped. Alan’s skin looked transparent as his muscles slide and ripple with every movement. I roll off the bed and visibly struggle to stand up. I face Alan and place my hands on his biceps as he flexes them. I moan again as I feel the massive slabs of muscles tense and grow. I lean forward and kiss Alan passionately as he continues to flex and unflex his mammoth arms. “They are growing Steve” he says in my ear which causes a drop of pre-cum to leak out of my cock, “they’ll be as big as yours soon.” I smile and raise my right arm so it’s right in Alan’s face. I turn my head and marvel as it erupted and swells to it’s full size. I can’t help but release more cum at the sight. “These are still bigger.” I reply. “Everything on you is bigger Steve and I’m in awe every moment of every day.” Alan says and sits on the end of the bed. I can tell he wants a show and I’m happy to oblige. I take a few steps back and facing Alan, I slowly move my hands together at my waist. Before they meet, I can feel my upper body inflate. My pecs press together and the intense pressure sends a jolt through my body. My blood-engorged forearms graze my obscenely thick abs and my biceps collide with my chest and there is an audible slap as they make contact. When my hands finally meet, I apply more pressure and feel every muscle explode in size. I can’t help but let out a groan. I stare at Alan’s face and see the awe in his eyes, which only makes me flex harder. My only goal is to shock Alan with a level of extreme muscularity that even he can’t comprehend. “No holding back! I’m going to show you just how massive I am.” I say. “I see how massive you are Steve and it’s amazing.” “No. Watch me grow for you Alan.” I say. Alan’s eyes grow wide as I lean forward and transition into a most muscular pose. I let out a scream so loud the mirrors rattle. My whole body trembles as every muscle balloons around me. I close my eyes and flex harder than I ever have before. As each muscle inflates, I feel the pressure on my joints as my powerful muscles try to pull me apart to accommodate their size. The intense sensation causes cum to drip and run down my quads. I manage to manoeuvre myself to see my reflection in the mirror behind the bed. I’m unrecognizable to even to myself. I feel a wave of fear at the sight. I look inhuman, only twisted muscle and veins. I see Alan’s face and he’s afraid too. I summon more power and flex harder. I feel like my skin is about to split open as I swell larger. I scream out of horror and lust. I know my arms have surpassed 35”, my chest well beyond 72”, my forearms easily reach 25” around as my waist solidifies at a relatively small 36”. From the pressure between my quads, I imagine they’ve dwarfed their previous size of 42” and my calves have swollen well past 30” in order to support my growing body. I feel Alan’s hot cum splash against my skin and then feel his lips around my cock. As his hands roam over my gargantuan quads, I try to stop from cumming immediately. “My god Steve! You look so incredible! How can anyone be this big and shredded. YOU ARE A FUCKING FREAK!” Alan says as he sucks. I release the pose but my body remains a swollen mass of muscle. I move to the nearest weight and grip it with my hands. I don’t even look at how heavy it is, that doesn’t matter, I need to grow even bigger. I start to curl the weight and smile as it slams into my bloated pecs. Even with my restricted range of motion, I feel my biceps swelling. “Steve! You’re curling 495 pounds!” Alan screams. “MORE MUSCLE. MORE!” I start to curl the weights as fast I can. I hear the plates rattling which only increases my intensity. I feel Alan behind me, caressing my back as it twitches and swells to his touch. I barely register the pin prick on my swollen glute muscle. As the warm dose of steroids floods into my bloodstream, I let out a loud moan. I drop the weight and stalk around the room looking for a bigger challenge. I’m like an animal looking for it’s next meal. I can feel drool running down my chin. “MORE WEIGHTS. MORE MSUCLE!” I scream like a daemon possessed. I move to a squat rack that is perpetually set up for deadlifts. Alan loads it with 10 plates on each side. I lick my lips and wrap my hands around the bar and hoist the 945lb bar like it’s a twig. Instantly I feel my back erupt. Alan stumbles back at the sight and fall to the ground. “Steve!” is all he can say as I start pumping out reps. After 12 reps I rise to the top of the rep and stare at my reflection. I’m shocked by the image. I no longer look human. There is nothing aesthetically pleasing about my body. Every muscle is far beyond the size it was intended to be. The veins that cover every surface are thicker than they should be. My skin is so pale and thin that it slides over my muscles like cellophane wrapped around ground beef. I’m truly disgusting but I only want more. With my eyes on Alan’s shaking body, I hoist the massive weights above my head. Alan is screaming both in fear and awe at the display of power he’s witnessing. “FUCK ME” I grunt. Alan stands and instantly empales my ass with his huge, hard cock. I let out a scream as he penetrates me fully and the huge weight tries to crush my body. I lower the weight to my chest and manage to lift it back up. Pain rips through my shoulders as the huge weight begins to lower again. After a moment’s rest, I start to lift again but the weight doesn’t move. “PUSH IT!” Alan yells and drives his cock in deeper. I feel Alan’s cum fill my ass as I spray my load all over the mirror. As my body convulses, I drive the weight back up one last time before letting it crash down. Alan and I stumble out of the squat rack and embrace each other to remain standing. “You are the freakiest” Alan says as he kisses me. I guide him to the industrial scale at the back of the room. I step on the scale and once again watch Alan’s eyes go wide as he reads off the number. “527lbs!” I catch my breath a few minutes later and as I walk around the gym looking for my exercise, Alan injects me with three more syringes and does the same to himself. I reach down and with one arm under his huge ass, lift his 485lb body off the ground with ease. We kiss for a few minutes before refocusing our attention one the mission at hand. “Next stop, 600lb.” Alan says as I approach the bench press loaded with 1400 pounds. “JUST THE BEGINNING.” I reply and lay down under the massive weight.
  2. I was planning on this being the final chapter of this story but I've already been feeling like it deserves an epilogue (or maybe even more). We'll see... Chapter 4 It’s time. I’m standing in the mirror inspecting my outfit before I leave. I haven’t worn this much clothing in a long time but today is a special occasion. I’m returning to the MuscleFest Expo to see Alan “The Destroyer” Wilson. An hour before, I logged onto Instagram for the fist time in over nine months. I laughed at the pictures being posted by the men I used to look up to and envy. They all seem so small and insignificant now. I returned to my real purpose and searched for Allan’s profile. I’m instantly struck by the lack of posts from him recently. Six months ago he essentially stopped posting. Just before he did, I lingered on pictures of him weighing close to 350lbs and my mind returned to that day at the Expo when I was in complete awe of the level of mass he was able to achieve. I continued to scroll but was disappointed that aside from the odd video showing just his face, there were no new images of his staggeringly huge body. I closed the app after realizing that seeing him again in person would be far more satisfying than images on my phone anyway. I return to my reflection in the mirror. I smile at the comically large sweater I special ordered online. It’s a hoodie only because it has a hood, otherwise it’s really a tent. The fabric billows around my body but serves it’s purpose. I want to be covered up. My pants are equally massive and are comprised of more fabric than most people have in their entire closet. What is hidden underneath is only for one person to see. Before I leave my apartment, I grab a fistful of needles and unceremoniously inject a massive load of gear into my system. I clench my jaw, causing a wave of veins to erupt over the surface of my face. As I enter the convention centre I can’t help but think back to how scared and anxious I was last year. This time, my confidence is overflowing. I get a few stares from the crowd of people but only because I take up so much space. I assume most people think I’m extremely overweight, or just have really bad fashion sense. I get a few other looks from people I can tell have an affinity for mass. They see past the excess fabric to the exaggerated proportions of my body. I move slowly and methodical through the convention. As I approached the booth I know Alan will be at, I start to see it’s been designed for one sole purpose; to showcase Alan and only Alan. There are massive banner hung on either side of a large stage hidden by a bright red curtain. The banner exclaim the arrival of the “World’s Biggest Bodybuilder”. Behind the text are pictures of Alan showcasing his enormous mass. I position myself off to the side of the stage and the lights start to flash and the crowd swells to double its size. The people are worked into frenzy by the lights and sudden loud music. Over the load speaker, it is announced that in just a few short minutes, the expo will behold the most outrageously muscular bodybuilder to ever walk the earth. The audience is absolutely riveted by the suspense. They erupt in applause as the curtain parts. The stage is empty for a few seconds before the lights turn and focus on the right-hand side. Moments later a dark figure can be seen moving from the shadows. He is covered in a huge cape but I instantly recognize Alan’s face. His expression is one of determination. He moves slowly to the other side of the stage before retuning to the centre. He stands motionless as the crowd offers him thunderous applause. From where I’m standing, I see the width hidden under the cape as well as the thickness and I can tell that he is hiding something truly enormous underneath. With one fluid motion the cape is ripped from his body and tossed across the stage and Alan is left wearing only a pair of tiny, tight shorts. There are audible gasps even over the music as the crowd is confronted by Alan’s body. He is absolutely massive. Never before had the audience witnessed such a grotesquely developed body. The sheer mass alone is mind-boggling, but that is coupled with the most extreme conditioning ever imaginable. Alan hasn’t even flexed a single muscle and a few members of the crowd flee in fear. With a chilling look in his eyes, Alan starts to pose. He begins by placing his hands on his hips and flexing his pecs, abs and arms. His entire body erupted with waves of muscles. His pecs balloon so large, they cast a shadow over his abs. The crevasse between each muscle looks deep enough to fit an entire hand. They rise so high, Alan’s chin is being engulfed. His arms tense and triple in size, deep, vein-covered striations cover his massive triceps as his individual bicep muscles twist around each other like a pile of snakes. Alan moves his hands from his hips and brings them together, causing his chest to swell bigger and his shoulders to explode with more size. Now fully flexed, Alan’s head looks minuscule in relation to the rest of his upper body. From where I’m standing, I can only see part of his nose, eyes and brow because everything else was surrounded by muscle. Then Alan flexes his quads. People are screaming in horror as each limb visible swells and changes shape. What looked like the biggest flexed quads on the planet suddenly grow exponentially larger. Each muscle is so overwhelmingly developed they appear to be a Frankenstein combination of numerous people. Alan’s knees are completely hidden by the overhanging muscles above. Every exposed area of flesh is covered in a gruesome network of veins and striations that make them look that much more outrageous. More members of the audience have to look away or leave altogether. I see many faces turn white as a ghost, while others quickly cover their growing bulges. Alan relaxes the pose, if he is even able to do such a thing anymore, and moves to the opposite side of the stage, giving me a better view of his back side. As he moves, the muscles of his back pulse and twitch with each step. When he reaches his spot, he repeats the most muscular crab pose he just performed. As he holds the pose, the screen behind the stage starts to display his current stats. A renewed wave of fear and excitement sweeps through the crowd. 5’9” 382lbs 64” chest 26” biceps 23” forearms 36” waist 39” quads 24” calves My mouth goes dry as I read the numbers. I look back at Alan who is still facing away from me. He places his hands on his hips and starts to flare his lats. The un-flexed expanse of his lats is incomprehensible so as they start to widen, the sight becomes truly unreal. Each muscle group fights against another for room to move. The non-existent body fat only heightens the extraordinary level of mass. When he reaches full flex, he is easily twice as wide as he is tall. Alan pivots his flexed body so the whole audience can see him from every angle. There is a sudden shift in the energy of the crowd. As Alan displays just how extreme and abnormal his body has become, the crowd’s excitement turns to disgust and fear. They are no longer looking at just a massive bodybuilder, they are witnessing a monster. As if sensing the shift, Alan signals for the music to be stopped and a frightened crew member passes him a microphone before scurrying off stage. “What’s wrong? Do you not appreciate what I’ve become? Is this body too big and ripped for you to admire?” Alan said in a deep, rumbling voice. “Too much man!” Someone shouts from the crowd. “Too much? That’s THE POINT! Bodybuilding isn’t about reaching a certain shape a stopping, it’s about NEVER STOPPING. It’s about building as much muscle as possible. You’ve gotten too used to bodybuilders who are afraid to take it as far as they can. Well, I’m NOT scared. I can’t STOP, I WILL NOT STOP. I’ll be the first 400lb beast with less than 5% body fat. If you think this is too much now, just wait.” Alan said as the crowd started to mumble. More people walked away while a few looked like they were becoming physically sick. Alan lifted the microphone and was about to continue but before he could talk a voice shouted from the side of the stage. “You won’t be the first.” Alan turns and makes eye contact with me. As I walk out from the shadows I see his eyes go wide. I can see his mind racing until suddenly he mouths my name. “That’s right, it’s Steve. I told you I wouldn’t disappoint. I just hope you are proud of what I’ve done to myself.” I said as a slowly move closer to the centre of the stage. I’m still covered up but Alan can see the enormity of what I’m hiding. I hear the crowd freaking out but I only focus on Alan. As I approach, I marvel at just how huge he is. His level of vascularity is staggering and his muscles seem to pulse involuntarily. I stand facing the giant of a man and slowly unzip my sweater. Even though it’s comically oversized, my mass spills out as it’s finally released. Alan can not contain a moan as my body is revealed. Once unzipped, I peel the sweater off and let it fall to the floor. I reach down and with considerable effort navigating around my own body, I pull the drawstring at my waist and let my pants fall. Alan stumbles back and covers his mouth. “Oh my god! H-how much?” he stammers. “417lbs.” Alan and the crowd were frozen, unable to comprehend what they are seeing. I hadn’t flexed a single muscle but my whole body looks like it is carved from stone. My pale skin is covered with so many veins, I appear to have a light blue glow. My head is buried in a pile of trap and neck muscles. My 68” chest is so bloated, it comes in contact with my arms that hang at my sides. My shoulders are do outrageously massive they defy all logic. My waist is barely 32” so the contrast is completely inhuman. Un-flexed, my lats extend over two feet from either side. They can be seen extending from either side of my arms. My feet are permanently three feet apart to accommodate my 45” quads and 27” calves that twitch constantly to support my massive upper body. Still staring at Alan’s shocked face, I slowly raise my arms. I can feel my lats and shoulders working to lift their heavy mass. With my arms extended straight from my body, I flare my lats. Alan watches as each monstrous muscle grows to three times its previous size. I knew he can’t help but notice the thick veins that cover every inch, travelling towards my arm pits before wrapping up over my shoulders. Even with my arms extended, they are 31” around. Each individual muscle is clearly visible along with some that no one knew could be so defined. I turned my head the best I can and catch a glimpse of the snake-like veins running down my forearms. Seeing that volume of muscle is intoxicating to me. I turn to face Alan again, raise my head and close my eyes. With a low growl that vibrates the stage, I start to curl my wrists and bend my arms. I will every muscle on my body to flex and feel my cock twitch as each one swells around me. I felt my already flexed lats explode further from my body. I feel each abdominal muscle flex independently as they cause a wave of razor-sharp muscle to ripple down my torso towards my crotch. When my arms are bent at 45 degrees, I stop bending them. I twist my wrists and cause my blood-engorged forearms to ballon even bigger. Each looks like a boa constrictor eating a large rodent, as the muscle fibres and veins mix together in a sickening display. I rotate my hips back and forth so everyone can see just how dense and thick my upper body is. Where Alan looks twice as wide as he is tall, I look twice as thick as I am tall. Muscle explodes from every angle and those angles are something completely alien looking. When I decide the room has gotten a good enough taste of my sheer mass and conditioning I bend my arms quickly to their pinnacle. I hear my biceps slap against my forearms as I reach the top of the flex. I let out a primal roar and squeeze every muscle as hard as I can. I hear shouts of terror when every muscle on my body becomes even bigger and harder. The veins grow darker as more blood is pumped to fuel each growing muscle. My face is being crushed by my enormous shoulders and my quads and calves tremble to keep me standing. Sweat stings my eyes as I look back at Alan. The expression on his face is one of fear and lust. “Is this enough? Am I grotesque enough?” I ask. “Yes. Oh my god yes! You are truly an abomination Steve. Never could I have imagined anyone could achieve this level of development.” He responds and takes a step closer. I can’t help by notice the massive bulge in his shorts, which causes mine to swell even bigger. “Like you, I am not done. I WANT SO MUCH MORE!” I say and continue to flex my massive arms. I can feel them surpass their maximum size of 31”. Alan can no longer contain his overwhelming muscle lust. He reaches his hand out and places it on my right bicep, sending a shiver down my spine. His eyes grow wider as he feels just how hard my body is. I can see the amazement in his eyes at how small his hand looks in comparison to my bicep. I feel his other hand touch my left pec. Even though my arms are raised and straining to hold the pose, I flex my pec, causing a river of muscle to flow under Alan’s hand. The display of muscle control, causes him to moan in ecstasy. I look deep into Alan’s eyes. Alan steps back, raises the mic and announces that the show is over. “None of you deserve to be in the presence of us. You cannot comprehend what it feels like to be this massive and powerful. SHUT THE CURTAINS!” Once the curtains close, Alan turns to face me. I’ve lowered my arms but my body is still pumped to its limit. Without hesitation, Alan walks up to me and starts to kiss me. I let out a man and kiss him back. I wrap my arms around his titanic back and marvel at the deep valleys and massive peaks it contains. Alan responds by gripping my arms and shuttering as he discovered how little of them he can grip. “How did you do it Steve?” He asks. “I did what you said. I gave in completely. The only thing that mattered was growth. The pain, fuelled more determination. Eating until I puked only made me eat more. The constant cocktail of drugs in my bloodstream was more than just a necessity, it was the only thing I needed. People’s reactions to my grotesque physique only made me want to push harder. But most of all it was seeing you today. I wanted to show you just how much I yearned to be like you. You are the most incredible physical specimen on the planet and I wanted to impress you.” “Impress me! Steve, you’ve dwarfed me. You are so much bigger and more ripped than me. I’ve never felt so small and weak in my whole life.” Alan said. “There is nothing small about you Alan.” I said and start to kiss him again. As our bodies became intertwined, I reach down and hoist the massive man off the floor. He did his best to wrap his legs around my thighs but they could barely fit around the sides. I carry him off the stage and find his dressing room. I place him back on the floor and stand to face the wall-to-wall mirrors that have been provided. As I look at both of our massive bodies my cock becomes harder than it ever has. I look at Alan and see that he too, is about to rip through his shorts. I reach down and grab hold of my posers and Alan’s shorts. With one quick motion they are both ripped apart. Now completely naked, the scent of pre-cum starts to fill the room. “Flex more me” Alan says. “We flex together. And no holding back. I want us to show each other just how truly freaky we can be.” I say. I see pre-cum drip from Alan’s cock at the thought. I waste no time and start to hit a gruesome most muscular pose. Alan follows. In the mirror, our bodies expand to incomprehensible size. Being together and in private is like an additional catalyst for each of us. We balloon farther than we ever have before. Alan’s shoulders transform into a nasty network of muscle fibres and veins while my chest swells so large I can barely see myself in the mirror. We pivot and turn our bodies so the other can see the incredible mass from every angle. Alan breaks the pose first and raises his arms and tires to place them behind his head. He has to settle for either side of his ears due to his massive body. He extends a quad and crunches down, flexing his ripped abdominals. His whole body shakes with effort as countless other muscles flex and swell. His already extreme vascularity increases twofold. I stifle a gag at the sight of his display. He looks completely demented and revolting. I can not help but run my hands over his granite-hard abs. Even his veins feel hard to my touch. I reach down and grasp his hard cock with my hand, causing cum to drip out. I raise my soaked hand and lick it clean as Alan moans with pleasure. I stepped back and copy his pose. My arms can not even touch my ears but as I flex, my whole body responds. I can feel every muscle growing bigger than even I thought was possible. I turn to face the mirror and the sight of our two bloated bodies is too much for me to handle. We look fictional, if someone was twisted enough to imagine two creatures could possibly be this big. “F-f-fuck me” Alan managed to say through his gritted teeth. We relax the pose and I move behind Alan. I look in the mirror and can’t help but notice how much wider I am than him. I run my hands over his pumpkin sized traps and down his expansive back before grabbing each of his ripped glutes. They feel like marble boulders in my hands and as Alan flexes them, I feel each deep striation ripple across the surface. I grab my throbbing cock and slid it between his massive ass muscles. He lets out a roar as I start to insert my cock into him. Alan stars at his reflection in the mirror and as my cock slid further inside he raises his arms into a brutal double bicep pose. His once 27” arms are bloated well past that size now. Even with his chest expands, his pecs reach his chin and press his head higher. His mammoth quads tremble with power as each much fibre is clearly visible and growing by the minute. Once entirely inside him, I start to thrust my cock back and forth. With each movement, Alan moans and flexes harder causing him to swell bigger. His body is so tense from the flexing, it feels like I’m fucking a brick wall and that incredible sensation only makes me trust harder knowing Alan is the only person that can withstand my full force. After a minute of pounding his ass with my cock, I feel like I’m about to cum. I pull my cock out and turn Alan to face me. Sensing what I want him to do, he bends over and places his arms around my enormous glutes. With barely any strain he lifts my 417lb body off the ground and plunges my dick into his mouth. The sensation of his lips on my cock and the sight of him lifting me in the mirror was all I need to release a massive load of cum down his throat. When he had sucked every drop he lowers me back to the floor and takes a few unstable steps back. I stand straight up and place my hands on my hips. Alan looks at me with anticipation as I start to flex my lats. I let out a primal scream as I will my body to expand bigger than ever. The whole room shakes as my lats widened so far, my hands are forced away from my hips. My arms swell so huge, there isn’t a gap between them and my lats. My chest completely covers my face and I can only see a wall of flesh and veins. My legs balloon so large I feel them wrapping around each other as they fight each other for space. I raise myself onto the balls of my feet so my calves are completely flexed. “Is this big enough for you Alan?” “FUCK Steve! You are a monster!” He screams. “NO! NOT BIG ENOUGH. NEVER BIG ENOUGH.” I scream back. “NEVER” Alan responds before I feel his hot cum drench my body. As I relax the pose and can once again see Alan’s face, I too unload another load of cum. We embrace but this time we can’t kiss. Our bodies are so pumped, there is too much muscle between us. We laugh at the predicament and settle on caressing each other instead. After some time passes I look at Alan and said “do you want to go lift?” He smiles in immediate agreement. “Good. Let’s get to work on reaching 500lbs each.” I say.
  3. Chapter 3 I left the MuscleFest Expo an entirely different person. Physically, I was still the same 5’8”, 175lb dweeb but mentally I was transformed. I now had one singular purpose in life, to grow. The physical changes started soon afterwards. I joined a hardcore bodybuilding gym, much to the amusement of the other members. I started buying only bodybuilder appropriate food. Consumed supplements constantly and started using the most powerful steroids I could find. I was making gains daily, both in strength and size. While most people would be ecstatic with the progress I was making, it only spurred me on to accelerate my progress. When I reached 200lbs only a few weeks after the expo, I allowed myself a moment of self congratulations. I was standing in the gym locker room, stripped naked after a gruelling 3 hour quad workout. I stepped off the scale and stood facing a full-length mirror. I couldn’t help but admire the thickening chest muscles that twitched ever so slightly. I could see small veins creepy to the surface of my pale, thin skin. My shoulders and arms were showing clear separation and my abs looked ripped and well defined. I placed my left leg forward and flexed the growing quad muscles. I could see the beginnings of clear definition between the separate muscle groups. I turned my leg and flexed my left calve muscle. It sprang to life as I raised and lowered my foot. I was lost in this brief moment of self-worship and didn’t see the other member exit the shower. I caught his refection over my shoulder as he glanced at my back and glutes. I turned to face him, noting his much larger body. While not very ripped, he was solid muscle from head to toe. “I saw you lifting out there today. You were hitting quads like a maniac.” He said. “Thanks. It’s going good. Slow but good.” I responded. “Slow. I’ve been watching you; you’re piling on mass like crazy. You’ll be 240lbs like me in a few years.” He said and puffed out his thick pecs. I stepped closer to him and shoved him into his locker. “A few years? Try a few weeks. In a few years, I will be bigger than you even imagined a human could be.” I yelled. “Waoh, easy dude. I was giving you a compliment.” “Well it wasn’t one.” I said a started to flex my entire body. I felt every muscle expand to their limits instantly. I looked down and saw thick veins erupting all over my arms and forearms. The guy couldn’t help but take notice of my swelling body. Even though he was bigger than me, my superior conditioning made me appear equal to his size. I glanced down at his hardening cock. “This little muscle freak turn you on?” He just nodded his head. I grabbed him around his neck and slammed his face into my flexed pecs. He started to lick the sweat off my body as I moaned with pleasure. As his hands started to explore my body, my cock sprang to life. When I knew I was close to cumming. I wrapped my arms around his thick ass and lifted him off the floor. As I carried him back to the shower, I couldn’t help but marvel at how light his body felt. Once alone, I dropped his body and turned him towards the shower wall. Without hesitation, I slammed my hard cock into his ass. He let out a yelp at the force I impelled him with. I felt increased power coursing though my body as I started to thrust my cock deeper and harder into him. He was moaning with pleasure while I was staring at the ripped muscles on my arms. As I envisioned them tripling, no, quadrupling in size, I released a huge load of cum in his ass. He turned and started to worship my body again. I placed one hand on his chest and pushed him away. He looked confused. “I don’t have time for anymore of this. I need to eat and rest before my workout tonight.” I said. He had a stunned, hurt look on his face as I left the shower and started getting dressed. As I was about to leave he came stomping out of the shower. “What the fuck makes you think you can just fuck my ass and walk away?” “I DO” I screamed and slammed my chest into his, knocking him to the floor. I knew I was being an asshole but I wasn’t going to let anything slow my progress. It felt good to cum in his ass and I couldn’t help but notice how good 200lbs of muscle felt . --- After that night in the locker room, I doubled my doses of the roids I was taking and starting scouring the internet for more potent compounds. Not soon after, I hit 240lbs. The new gear I was on was incredible. I felt pumped 24 hours a day and my cock was constantly hard. I was also shedding fat like crazy. My vascularity was off the charts while I continued to gain more size. I finished a brutal three hour arm workout and since it was hot outside, I decided to walk home without my shirt on. Immediately people started to stare. My skin was incredibly pale but that couldn’t mask the amount of muscle packed onto my frame. The longer I walked, the more the sun beat down on my skin caused my veins to swell even thicker. I walked by two guys that both lingered on my exposed flesh for an extended peroid of time. Both of their eyes grew wide the closer I got. One made a disapproving face, while the other just stared transfixed. As I passed by, I heard one guy say “OMG, that’s so gross!” I stopped and tuned. “What did you say?” I asked. The two guys stopped and turned while giving each other a fearful glance. “I didn’t say anything” one of them replied. “Yeah, you called me gross.” I said while placing my hands on my hips. In doing so, I flared my lats slightly and bounced my pecs a few times. One guy placed his hand over his mouth while the other’s jaw just hung open. I could see them looking for an excuse but before they started to talk, I raised one had, immediately silencing them. “Thanks. Why don’t you tell me more about how disgusting I look.” I said. As they both started to stammer and apologize, I interrupted them again. “I’m serious. I took it as a compliment. My goal is to become so fucking massive and piled with muscle and veins that no one will be able to control themselves around me.” I said and lifted my arms into a double bicep pose. I glanced to either side and inspected my 19” arms that looked like they were carved out of marble while covered in a truly insane amount of veins. My pale skin made the blue veins look even more ridiculous. I looked back at the two guys and the look of horror and lust on their faces instantly brought my cock to life. “I live right up the street. You guys want to see just how sick this body can look when it’s fully pumped?” They both just stood and stared but I couldn’t help notice the growing bulges in their pants. I turned and started walking away. I could feel their eyes locked on my swelling lat muscles that twitched with each step. When I reached the door to my place, I didn’t even have to look behind me to know they were still there. Once inside, I made them strip me naked and when I started posing, they each couldn’t resist vigorously stroking their cocks. Within minutes, I was so pumped, I could barely move. “You think this is gross now?” I asked while flexing my entire body. They both just moaned and continued to stroke. “This is nothing. I’ve barely gotten started. I going to be so fucking massive and ripped you won’t even think I’m human anymore. Now, cum to all this growing mass!” I screamed. They both moaned in unison as I flexed even harder. I could see the fear and disgust in their eyes but I knew they were totally under my trance. Seconds later, they came simultaneously. I stopped posing and told them both to get out. They hesitated at first but realized, I wasn’t someone they wanted to disobey. As they were leaving, one guy passed me his business card. “Call me when you’ve reached your goal.” he whispered. I just just laughed. Little did they know, I didn’t have a limit. --- The day I hit 250lbs was a particularly good day. I arrived at the gym at 6 a.m. and headed to the locker room. I stripped down and stepped on the scale. When the dial settled on 250, I felt my cock instantly get hard. I resisted the urge to touch myself and instead, got dressed and made my way to the weight room. My mind went blank and suddenly all I wanted to do was lift more weight than I had ever before. There was a big dude in the squat rack. He had just completed his set and racked the bar loaded with three 45lb plates per side. He saw me approached and started to unload the bar. I told him not to bother. “Leg day for you too?” He asked. I stepped under the bar loaded with 315lbs and hoisted it off the rack. “Nope. Shoulders.” I said and started to lift the bar. I saw the guys’s eyes go wide as my arms straightened at the top of the rep. “Holy shit.” Was all he could say. I gritted my teeth and started to pound out rep after rep. My shoulders were burning from the pump almost immediately. The more intense the pain became, the more power I felt swelling inside of me. I lost count of the reps at 14 but figured I was close to 20 before slamming the bar back on the rack. I took a step back and admired the growing cap of my shoulder muscles. I could see the deepening striations between each muscle and more veins than ever before. I added 25lbs to each side and managed another three sets of 12 reps. During the last three reps, I was grunting and screaming from the effort but managed to maintain perfect form. As I walked away from the squat rack, I saw the guy that was doing legs just staring at me like I was a wild animal. I couldn’t help but agree with his assessment. I grabbed two 50lb dumbbells and started doing lateral raises. I only did four reps before dropping them and grabbing the 75lb weights. I needed to really punish my shoulders today. I cranked out eight reps and paused at the top of the ninth. “Hey. Come here.” I said to the guy who was on the calve machine nearby. He walked over and placed his hands under my elbows like he was going to spot me. I just shook my head. “Press down.” He paused and gave me a look of total shock before moving his hands to my forearms. I could see awe in his eyes as he touched the undeniable hardness of my forearms. He started to push down on my arms and the added resistance shot shearing pain throughout my shoulders. Sensing my agony he let go. “No! Press harder.” I said with a grunt. He obeyed and pressed down harder. My whole body was trembling. I lowered the weights and started to left again. I could see his arms tense from the pressure he was using. I closed my eyes and forced the weights higher. When I hit the top of the rep I heard a muffled moan from behind me. I lowered the weights again and started to lift. When I hit the top of the rep I just stopped. “Feel them.” I said. The guy didn’t need to be asked twice. He ran his shaking hands up my forearms and over my biceps and triceps. He bite his lip as he felt the incredible density of my arms. When his hands reached my incredibly pumped shoulders, he let out a whimper. He explored each deep crevasse and striation. I dropped the weights and raised my arms into a double bicep pose. I could only imagine the sight he saw from behind as they swelled to their maximum size. I felt him squeeze each shoulder as if to test whether it was possible to dent the muscle. I pivoted each shoulder to give him a better view. I heard him let out a slow moan before he abruptly stopped touching me. As I turned to face him, he was already halfway across the gym heading for the locker room while covering his wet crouch. The realization that I just made a man cum without touching himself washed over me like flood. My cock swelled in my shorts as the building sensation of power filled my whole body. I looked around the gym like a lion looking for prey. I no longer just wanted to work my shoulders, I needed my whole body to become so pumped, I could no longer move. I started working my biceps, triceps, lats, quads and calves. When I finally couldn’t move a single muscle, I realized I had been working out for over four hours. I literally crawled to the locker room while the other guy goers gave me a wide birth. This was not an uncommon scene for them lately. Their looks of fear and confusion as to why I was torturing myself like this was now a further source of motivation for me. To them, I was already a freak. When I climbed onto the scale and saw the dial read 254lb I chuckled at the thought of reaching 250lbs was already a distant memory. --- I’m at the grocery store stocking up on my food supply when a sudden wave of hunger sweeps over me. This has been happening more and more as I continue to pack on more mass. Usually I can wait until I’m home to eat but today, the feeling of hunger is overwhelming. I walked to the deli counter and order a huge sirloin steak. The butcher, who is a large, burly guy with a bushy beard, begins to wrap it when I stop him and ask him to hand me the large piece of meat. He gives me a strange look but complies. I snatch the steak from his hand and shove it into my mouth. I rip off a huge piece and feel streaks of blood run down my chin. The butcher recoils in disgust as I tear off another huge bite. “Dude! That’s fucking gross!” He yells. I stare at him and take one more bite. As I’m chewing, I start to flex my pecs and lats. I’m wearing a rather baggy shirt but as my body swells, I see him realize that the large shirt wasn’t covering up fat but rather a growing massive wall of muscle. I feel the fabric stretch across my chest as it swells so large, I loose sight of my quads and feet. As I take the last bite of raw steak, I grab the bottom of the shirt and lift it over my head. When the butcher sees my mammoth body completely exposed, he stumbled backwards and slams into the counter. “Oh my god. You are a fucking freak!” He screamed and covered his mouth. I simple stare at him and flare my enormous lats even wider. I feel my huge arms lift higher as they rest on my growing back muscles. I slowly tense my abs, knowing that my countless, garden-hose thick veins are creeping to the surface of my paper-thin skin. Having seen this image in the reflection of my mirror at home hundreds of times, I know exactly what this poor guy it witnessing. “H-how? So much muscle. The veins! So many!” He cries as he try’s to hold back a gag. It’s clear, he’s never seen a body as developed as mine before and can barely comprehend what it is he’s seeing. Sensing he’s about to totally loose control of his bodily functions, I slowly place my hands on my hips and start to hit a front lat spread. If my lats looks wide before, I was going to completely dwarf that previous image. As I feel my lats swell to their full width, I can’t help but let out a low moan. From behind me, I hear a shopping cart smash into a display case as a couple of people let out stifled screams. The butcher is shaking like a leaf and he has lost all colour from his face. When I’m fully flexed, he can no longer hold it in. He bends forward and vomits onto the file of fresh meat on the counter. “Too bad. I could have eaten all that meat.” I say and relax the pose and start walking away. The entire grocery store is at a complete stand still, no one can believe their eyes. I push my cart up to a young cashier who can’t move, he just stares at my naked upper body. “Sorry but can you ring all this in? I need to get to the gym.” I ask. The young skinny kid shakes is head as if he trying to wake himself up before starting to scan the items. As he does so, he cannot stop looking at me. “H-how big are you?” He finally asks with a trembling voice. “272lbs this morning.” “Fuck” he says. I glance down and see his pants can’t hide his bulge and I can’t hide my smile. “Yup. 272lbs at 5’8”. 22” arms, 18” forearms, 57” pecs, 31” waist, 34” quads and 20” calves.” The kid can’t even comprehend those numbers. “Wow! You must be the biggest person in the world!” He says. I let out a loud laugh. “Not even close little guy. When I’ve added another 100lbs maybe I will be.” I say. The kid stops scanning items and just stares at me in shock. I see a small wet spot on the front of his pants. I look down at it and I can see he’s noticed what I’m looking at. He blushes and hurries to finish ringing in my order. “Maybe I’ll come back wearing just a posing suit when I reach that weight.” I say and hand him my credit card. As I load the bags back onto the cart, I see the kid watching my biceps and forearms swell as I left the dozen bags. As I turn to leave, I flex my right bicep slightly and watch as the wet spot on his pants starts to grow. --- There is a buzz in the gym when I return for my second workout. Instantly I can see there are way more people here than usual. I ask the guy at the front desk and he tells me Noah Grant is here. I can see he’s brusting with excitement. Noah Grant place 3rd in last year’s Mr Olympia. I asked why he was here and the guy looked at me like I had two heads. “He’s been touring this area for the last few weeks filming content for social media. Haven’t you seen it?” I had stopped using social media months ago. The bigger I got, the less interest I had in viewing images of other big guys. I was so focused on my own mission to grow, they no longer excited me. Seeing their toned and even relatively huge bodies paled in comparison to what I was aiming to achieve. I made my way through the crowd of onlookers and caught my first glimpse of Noah. Seeing him in real life was certainly an unexpected sight. When he stood on the My. Olympia stage last year, he weighed a very formidable 277lbs. While he eventually lost points for not being as conditioned as the top two, he was certainly one of the largest men on stage. Seeing him a few feet way from me, I couldn’t help but notice the additional mass he’s added to his body. I estimated he was now weighing in the high 280s if not low 290s. While he was far from contest-ready, he was displaying impressive vascularity. I looked around the room and could see that all the most dedicated lifters were here and everyone watched Noah with a sense of compete awe. I looked back at Noah and watched as he preformed a set of tricep pushdowns while someone filmed. He grunted as he pressed the full stack of weights up and down at an impressive rate of speed. He exaggerated his facial expressions for the camera and was really putting on a great show for the crowd. I watched him do another set before making my way to the locker room. Just before I entered one of the regular gym goers, grabbed my arm. “You working out? Can’t you see that Noah’s filming?” “Yeah. So what?” “Well, it’s kind a dick move to interrupt his workout.” He said. “Fuck that. The gym is big enough for two people to workout. Besides, he’s not even a member.” I responded. The guy looked at me like he couldn’t believe I was so unimpressed that Noah Grant was standing in my presence. I just shook my head and went to get changed. When I retuned to the gym floor, Noah was flexing for the camera; and the audience. He strutted around and was talking up some new supplement his sponsoring company was about to release. I made my way to the squat rack and started to load weights. As I did so, other members shot me dirty looks similar to the ones I received earlier. I ignored them all and continued to add plates to the bar. With 495lbs added, I positioned myself under the bar and started to crank out some warmup reps. After 20 reps, I slammed the weight back on the rack. I heard Noah stop talking but I didn’t look over. Instead, I added two more plates to the bar, bringing my first working set to 585lbs. With the bar sitting on my bulging traps, I stepped back and started to lower the weight as I felt the blood flood into my quads I couldn’t help but let out a low growl as I lifted the weight back up. I managed 14 reps before the bar crashed onto the rack. I heard the room go silent and when I turned to grab more weights, Noah was standing next me. “Hey buddy, do you mind? I’m trying to talk over here.” “Sorry but I’m trying workout here and since this is a gym, I think I’ll keep going.” I said and grabbed two 45lb plate with one hand. I saw Noah glance down at my forearm as it easily held the two plates. His eyes grew wide at the cable-thick muscles spewing from my shirt. The veins, as always, looked downright sickening. I was wearing a 4xl t-shirt that was pretty loose on my upper body and an enormous pair of sweat pants that hid my lower half completely so my forearms and neck were the only body parts showing. I slide the two plates on one side of the bar and grabbed two more. Seeing Noah totalling the weight in his head, I slowly positioned myself under the bar and easily hoisted it off the rack. I took a step back and the 765lb bar visibly sagged in the middle. I let out a loud grunt as I lowered the weight so far my ass was barely three inches off the ground. With another loud grunt, I started to lift the weight back up. I watched Noah’s face as I completed the rep and his eyes looked terrified. Without a moment of rest, I lowered the weight again and let out a louder grunt as I powered the weight back up. “Spot.” I said to Noah. He hesitated for a moment and positioned himself behind me. I didn’t need his help but I wanted him to feel my body swell as I continued to squat the huge weight. I could see his eyes go wide as his arms wrapped around my back. A back far wider than he was expecting. I moved my ass into his crotch and thought I saw a flutter in his eyes as he tried to fathom how glutes could feel so hard and dense. I lowered the weight, bringing Noah’s body down with me. At the bottom of the rep, I raised my head and let out a primal growl as I started to rise. When I reached the top of the rep racked the weight and stepped forward. I could feel every pair of eyes on me. I looked to Noah and told him to add two more plates to each side of the bar. He looked petrified by the request. “855lbs?” “Fuck yeah. How else am I going to grow these little twigs.” I said and untied the drawstring of my pants and let them fall to the floor. The whole gym let out a collective gasp when my quads were uncovered. The workout I’ve already competed had blown them up to cartoon size. I felt the thick muscles pressing against each other and as I flexed them independent of each other I could see looks of horror on the faces of the audience. I placed my hands on the vein-covered skin and caressed their tree truck mass. I looked in the mirror and marvelled at their present 37” girth. With the bar loaded with 855lbs I positioned myself under it. The huge weight dug painfully into my massive traps. With herculean effort, I hoisted the bar off the rack. As the weight tried to crush my whole body I felt a brewing determination boiling up inside me. I looked around the room and saw a number of hard cocks trying to escape their owner’s shorts. I focused on my refection in the mirror and started to lower the weight. Instantly, my quads exploded with newfound mass. The muscles visually expanded from either side of my body as I lowered the weight. The garden hose thick veins pulsed with fresh blood that rushed to aid in controlling the weight. When I reached the bottom of the rep I stopped, unable to move the weight up. I started to scream and spit as I willed more power to materialize. Just as I feared I could not lift the weight, a calm came over me. My whole body shook with raw animal power and I started to rise. I heard gasps and moans from the crowd. I was able to catch a glimpse of Noah’s face and the look of horror only gave me more strength. When I was half way up, I was drooling and spitting from the effort. When I finally reached the top of the rep I saw several men stroking their cocks. Seeing this blatant display of muscle lust drove me over the edge. I even surpassed myself when I started to lower the weight again. I heard Noah scream for me to stop but I couldn’t. I was determined to show the whole gym the most disgusting display of muscle and power they’d even witnessed. When I reached the bottom of the rep, I could feel the muscles of my quads pressing together from their sheer size. With a surge of frightening power, I started to drive the weight back up. When I reached the top pf the rep I looked down at my legs and audibly gaged. Never had I imagined I would be the source of such an inhuman display of twisted muscle. There was no visible gap from my hips to my knees. In fact, the muscles were so massive, they spewed forward and back as they fought for room. I could hear some gym goers orgasming as other threw up from disgust. To add insult to injury, or to push the rest over the edge, I did something even I didn’t know I could. I started to do calve raises with the 855lb bar. My 24” calves expanded instantly and what was a sickening river of veins suddenly became a flood. The whole room could see each tributary pump and swelling larger with each rep. I looked at Noah again and saw him stroking his cock like a piston. As I glanced at the faces of pure terror and lust from the whole room I could not control my own hard cock. With a wall-shaking scream, I unleashed a massive load of cum that sprayed through my briefs and splattered on the mirror two feet away. I racked the mighty weight and stumbled out of the squat rack. I glanced around the room as I relished the looks of awe from the crowd. My eyes settled on Noah who looked mortified that he had orgasmed to my body. I smiled and approached the massive professional bodybuilder. Without hesitation, I leaned forward and draped him over my shoulder. He barely resisted and soon started to fondle the muscles still hidden under my shirt. “Time for a private show.” I whispered as I carried him into the locker room and slammed the door behind us. --- I wake up with in a panic. The MuscleFest Expo was only a few months away. I crawled out of bed and opened the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. I grabbed a fistful of syringes and started to inject them into my system. As the massive amount of chemicals flooded my body I begin to cum instantly. I closed the cabinet door and star at my reflection in the mirror. I barely recognize myself. No part of my previously skinny body remains. The mirror was small and all I can see surrounding my head is muscle. It rises higher than it’s supposed to and spills from places muscles shouldn’t. What muscle I do see is covered with veins. They cover my whole body including my face. I knew I’m hideous by most people’s standards but I couldn’t be happier. With only a short time left, I was nowhere near done my transformation. I open the cabinet again and grab three more syringes. I close the cabinet and as the empty syringes fall to the floor, I waddle to the fridge where I pull up a chair and start to randomly grab food and shove it in my mouth. I glance down and extend my left arm. The mammoth muscle and vein combination is truly a species bending sight. As I slowly twist my wrist I go into a trance as I watched the muscles swell and twitch in ways no arm should. I suddenly feel my body shake as a fresh load of cum sprays the fridge door. I wipe a large gob off and lick it off my hand. I’m consuming any source of protein I can these days. I clean myself up and grab my gym bag and head out. When I step into the street I hear the familiar sounds of car breaks screeching before slamming into another car and people screaming at the sight of my grotesquely massive body. As I walk to the gym I can’t help but smile with excitement about seeing Alan “The Destroyer” Wilson soon.
  4. Chapter 2 All of my motor functions stop working. Alan turned around to see the terror on my face. “Hey. You lost?” He asks. I just stare, unable to form words or move my body. “You ok kid?” He asks, starting to look concerned. I manage to move my head up and down once. “If you’re looking for the expo, it’s down the hall to your left.” Alan says, still looking at me with worry. “B-b-big.” I mumble. “F-f-fan.” Alan steps forward, the giant sweater I saw in the online pic sways around his massive frame. “Thanks.” He says and extends his hand to shake mine. I raise my trembling hand and as his massive paw engulfs mine, I feel a jolt pass trough my body and I black out. “Hey. Kid! You ok?” I slowly open my eyes and see Alan’s face inches from mine. I’m sprawled on the floor and he’s standing over me. Realizing that I had fainted, I feel a massive wave of humiliation wash over me. I scramble away from Alan and end up pressed against the wall of the room. “Woah, calm down, it’s ok man.” Alan says and stands back up. He sees that I dropped my phone when I collapsed and bends over to pick it up. I cannot help but stare as his massive quads and glutes try to rip through his pants as he does. He picks up the phone and as he approaches, I see his eyes glance on the screen. “Freaks?” He says as I realize I must have had my phone unlocked when I fell and Alan “The Destroyer” Wilson was now looking at the album full of all my muscle freak fantasies, including many images of himself. I feel my face go flush and my heart is pounding like a drum in my ears. “I-I-I…” I start to sputter but Alan raises one finger in my direction while scrolling through the gallery of images. “Lots of pics of me, that’s good. I guess a few of these other guys could be considered freaks” He says with a smile as he recognized the other professional bodybuilder images I’ve saved. His eyes go wide and he turns the phone towards me. He’s stopped on a graphic illustration of what would barely be considered a human being. Trapped between piles of shredded muscle and veins is a tiny head with only the eyes showing. Every body part is a grotesque display of mind-boggling mass expanded to the absolute extreme. Alan reaches into his pocket and pulls out his own phone. He turned it towards me and there as his home screen, is the same image. “You got good taste.” He says with a smile. I don’t know how to respond but I do manage a smile. “So you aren’t just a bodybuilding fan are you?” He asks. Suddenly all my nervousness and insecurities washed away. Watching Alan discover my most coveted secret gallery of muscle freaks was like an awakening. I no longer felt the need to hide. “Fuck no. I’m only into the biggest, strongest, most vascular muscle freaks on the planet; like you.” Alan smiled and reached out his hand. I take hold and he pulls me up so we were standing face-to-face. “Like me?” “Oh Yeah! You’re the most extreme freak there is. I mean, you barely look human!” I say and suddenly feel panic that Alan would be offended. Alan chuckles “Fuck being human. You’re right. I’m a fucking monster.” He responded, still smiling. He slowly raises his left arm and starts to flex. The loose fitting sleeve of his sweater falls down and exposes the lower half of his forearm. It would have fallen farther but the sheer size of his forearm prevents it from doing so. The individual muscle fibres of the exposed flesh twitch and expand as veins visibly swell. Alan pulls the fabric down further, exposing his entire forearm. He adjusts his pose and points his palm towards the ground and flexes again. I swear I could hear the muscles swell even bigger. The insane level of mass on just his forearm was easily bigger than most people’s thighs. “Feel it.” Alan says while still flexing. I reach out and make contact with the smooth skin. I could not help but moan. Never could I have imagined that human flesh could feel so soft and so hard at the same time. “Oh my god!” Was all I could say. “22 inches” “Fuck!” I say. Alan dropped his arm and with one fluid motion, pulled the massive sweater completely off his body, exposing his entire upper body only inches away. I let out a horrified gasp at the sight. Even my most extreme fantasies couldn’t have prepared me for this. “Have a seat. I don’t want you passing out again.” Alan says with a smile and motions to a chair against the wall. I stumble over to it and sit. “This is what I real freak looks like….?” “Steve” I mutter. “Steve. This is 328 pounds of the most shredded mass on the planet.” He says. I can only stare open-mouthed. Alan’s pecs are covered with deep striations even without flexing. His monstrous lats protrude multiple feet from either side. His traps cascade from his non-existent neck before crashing into his boulder-size shoulders that look like they are carved from stone. His biceps, triceps and forearms look like hundreds of snakes wrapped in translucent skin. Even with his incredible mass, his waist looks puny compared to the rest of him. I question how it can even support such a massive upper body but the multiple razor-sharp abdominal muscles look they are forged from the strongest steel. The skin-tight sweat pants he’s wearing look almost transparent from the pressure they are under trying to contain the sheer volume of his quads and calves. “When I first started working out I used to look at the same type of pictures you have your phone. I never thought I would ever be as huge as the top pros but the bigger I got the more dedicated I became.” Alan said as he slowly started to flex his entire body into a most muscular pose. His voice started to show the strain as his body started to inflate. “E-eventaully, I surpassed all of them in size and now I’m so fucking massive, they won’t even let me enter bodybuilding shows because I would make everyone look like little kids. But that hasn’t s-s-stopped me. I’m not even close to done growing.” He said through gritted teeth. His already massive body had swelled to a morbid wall of pulsing muscle. Every exposed inch looked so ripped I wonder if the muscles hurt as the pressed against each other. “I-I only have one goal now Steve. I WILL become that image on my phone. I will become a walking, breathing morph.” He said with tears running down his face from the effort his was exerting as he hit what I thought was the peak of the pose. I was wrong. Alan let out a loud roar and summerly more muscles to swell in every direction. New veins erupted over every inch of flesh and his pants tore open at the seams. I let out a horrified scream as he ballooned before my eyes. The hundreds of images I’ve seen of Alan had never displayed the sheer mass that stood in front of me. As if sensing my thoughts, Alan said “I-I h-hold back for social media. No one can handle just how extreme I can be. How grotesque I am.” “I can. Flex Alan. Show me just how disgusting you are.” I heard the words but they sounded like they were coming from someone else’s mouth. Alan smiled and licked his lips. His eyes went wild. He relaxed the pose a little before resetting and crunching down with even more force. If I wasn’t there witnessing the scene, I would not believed it to be real. Alan’s already impossibly large body grew even bigger. His head was surrounded by his traps and neck muscles. His shoulders looked to be three times the size of his head. His arms and forearms looked like they were playing tug of war with each other for space. His waist, while still comically small for his frame, grew dramatically as each ab muscle swelled bigger. He now exposed quads looked like the skin was going to tear open as they not only flexed but also worked hard to support the enormity of his upper body. Even from the front, the slabs of his calve muscles exploded from each leg, displayed deep striations and the thickest veins I’d even seen. Even his glutes pulses as they became visible on either side his body. “Take a picture!” He said and I raised my phone and started to snap pictures, hoping my hands were not shaking too badly. Alan managed to hold the pose for a few more seconds before relaxing. He was breathing heavy and although he wasn’t flexing, his body remained exaggeratedly swollen. Alan reached for my phone and inspected the images. He had a look of pride on his face. “That was pretty crazy Steve. I rarely show others just how extreme I can get. I’m pretty impressed you didn’t pass out again.” “That was incredible. I’ve never seen anything that amazing.” I said also breathing hard. “Still not extreme enough. I want to get so fucking massive, people can’t stand to be in my presence without becoming physically sick.” Alan said. “mmmmm” was all I could muster. “You like that idea do you? Man, you are just as freaky as me. Let me ask you a question.” He said as he absentmindedly caressed the massive slabs of his pec muscles. “Do you just like huge, shredded muscle or do you want to be a massive muscle freak yourself?.” If someone had asked me that question a few minutes ago, I would have immediately said no but with all my fantasies exposed and in the presence of the largest creature on the planet I couldn’t deny it any longer. “More than anything Alan.” I said with as much confidence I could muster. Alan smiled and placed his massive hand on my shoulder. “Then you have no choice. You need to start growing into a freak.” “I don’t know how to even start.” “Doesn’t matter Steve. I can see it in your face, YOU NEED this.” He said. Tears filled my eyes as I looked Alan in the eyes. I was shocked and amazed at what he just said. “It’s cool kid. I know you can do it. You just need to give up on everything else. From now on, the only thing at matters is muscle. Let the desire consume you entirely. Before long, you won’t even recognize yourself.” I couldn’t resist the temptation and leaned forward and wrapped my arms around Alan and gave him a hug. As I felt his muscles against by body I shuttered at their sheer mass and hardness. I felt Alan’s huge arms wrap around me and even though it felt like he was going to crush my tiny frame, I relaxed into the embrace. “Ok Steve. I have to get back to the expo and you have to go start your journey to becoming a massive muscle freak.” Alan said and stood up. I felt my heart sink at the thought of him leaving. He reached into a duffel bag on the floor and pulled out a new set of clothes. As he pulled a pair of sweat pants over his blood-pumped quads he looked over at me. “Next year, I want to see you here again but I better not even recognize you.” I stood up, nodded and started walking to the door. I stopped and turned back to Alan. “Thank you Alan. I won’t disappoint you.” I said and walked out the door.
  5. Here's another new story. This one had been inspired by a new friend on this forum who's encouraged me to write about those men who want to grow well beyond what is thought to be possible. They desire to not only grow but to become truly grotesque muscular creatures. I hope you enjoy. Become One Chapter 1 I shouldn’t be here. I look up at the large banner hanging from the ceiling of the convention room that reads “MuscleFest Fitness Expo”. I have barely taken two steps into the room and I’m already overwhelmed. So much jacked muscle and that’s just the people walking around the expo. I worry I’m going to loose my mind when I see an actual professional bodybuilder. I contemplate just turning and walking away but I take a minute to calm myself down. I start to walk around the room, passing the first few booths and realize that I’m practically invisible in this crowd. The only people getting any attention are the legitimate bodybuilders and fitness fanatics. That both settles my nerves and makes me feel pathetic all at the same time. The place is packed with people and on more than one occasion, I’m bumped in the shoulder by a far larger individual who probably didn’t even notice me. At 5’9” and 175lb, I’m hardly a formidable presence in this setting. I see a seating area off to the side and decide to sit down for a bit and try to relax. It took three years to work up the courage to finally buy a ticket to this expo and here I was, too scared to even enjoy it. This was a dream come true for me. I was in the presence of all the bodybuilding stars I’ve admired my whole life and I was messing it all up. I know I’m being hard on myself but I can’t shake the feeling that I don’t belong here. I sure all the people only see a skinny, gay, muscle obsessed loaner. I sink deeper into the chair and pull out my phone. I bring up Instagram and instantly I’m confronted by a constant stream of muscle. But it’s not your run-of-the-mill bodybuilder muscle, it’s the most extreme muscle. I scroll through images of the biggest, most incomprehensibly massive men on the planet. These men have biceps bigger than people’s waists, chests as thick as they are tall and quads so gargantuan, they can barely even waddle, let alone walk. It’s been this way for me for as long as I can remember. While I appreciate big muscle in all its forms, I’ve always been drawn to the more extreme level of muscle mass. I’m both fascinated and aroused by the men that have taken their muscle obsession to the absolute limit. I scroll past numerous high quality morphs that have artistically enhanced already massive beasts well past what is considered possible. I pause when I see a new post from the person who is the real reason I’m finally here appear on my screen. Alan “The Destroyer” Wilson. I feel my mouth go dry as I stare intensely at the image. At only 5’8”, Alan is the epitome of extreme muscular development. He recently posted that he weighed 325lbs with 7% body fat. To say he was big would be a complete understatement. I can only describe Alan as a grotesque abomination of what is considered normal, even by bodybuilding standards. In the image, he’s standing by a fan while they have their picture taken. The poor soul standing by him almost looks scared to be so close to such a massive creature. In most circles, the fan would be considered a jacked up bodybuilder, but next to Alan he looks weak and pathetic. While a number of inches taller, he pales in comparison. But it’s Alan that I’m focused on. I almost have to stifle a moan. I stare at his quads and calves first. He’s wearing sweat pants but rather than being baggy, they are stretched so tight I can see thick veins running in every direction. His feet are spread very far apart to accommodate his barrel-thick thighs but Alan’s calves appear to almost be touching. Each muscle is so enormous they expand numerous inches from both sides of his shines. I can’t see Alan’s knees because the meat hanging from his quads totally eclipses them. My eyes travel up the quads and marvel at the level of definition I can see through the thick fabric of his pants. It’s obvious that one of Alan’s quads is twice as thick as the fans legs combined. I snicker as I look at what Alan is attempting to wear on this upper body. I say attempt because it’s virtually impossible to hide the terrifying mass he processes. He’s wearing a shirt so huge it looks like it was once a blanket that he’s cut a hole for head to fit through. The billowing fabric cannot hide the sheer volume of his pecs, shoulders and arms. The hole is cut wide enough to allow his traps to be completely visible. I bit my lip as I stare at the cable-thick trap muscles erupting from the sweater. They encompass his head to such an extreme degree, Alan does not appear to have a neck. I wonder how he can even move his head with so much muscle surrounding it. I finally settle on Alan’s face. There is nothing most people would consider attractive about it. The extreme quantities of chemicals Alan has poured into his body for years has caused his facial features to become as distorted as the rest of his body. His jaw is square and so thick, it looks like he’s chewing on a cinder block. His forehead protrudes far beyond normal and he is completely bald. The most shocking feature of Alan’s face and head are the veins. Thick veins criss-cross most of the surface, only enhancing his grotesque appearance. While most would consider him downright hideous, I only see the side effects of his dedication to become a monster and I cannot look away. To me, he’s the most beautiful specimen on the planet. I take a screenshot of the image and file it into an album titled “Freaks”. I slowly scroll through the collection of images I’ve accumulated over the years. While most of the images are of Alan, there are many other massive bodybuilders and ever more morphed images. I finally tear myself away from my phone and glance across the expo floor. The different supplement and clothing brand booths stretch as far as I can see. I feel my heart skip a beat when, not more than 50 feet away, I see the same logo that is displayed behind the image of Alan I was just looking at. The absolute epitome of all my muscle fantasies is somewhere over there. My palms start to sweat as the reality of the situation sinks in. I consider just bolting for the front door. Suddenly my mind is racing with a thousand thoughts. Why haven’t you gotten serous about the gym? Why are you such a creep, looking at pictures of huge men but not doing anything to build your own body? You know everyone here thinks you’re a joke. Before I know it, I’m walking in the opposite direction of the booth I know Alan is located at. I feel sweat on my forehead and the crowd suddenly seems to grow exponentially. I’m being shoved by people twice my size. My heart is pounding in my chest. I see an exist sign and partially run towards it. I find myself in a dim hallway where I lean against the wall, pull my legs to my chest and rest my head on my knees. I feel like crying but I try to ficus on my breathing instead. After a few minutes, I’m feeling a little calmer but I decide that this was huge mistake. I stand up and start walking further down the hallway, looking for an exit door. I turned a corner and grab the first door knob I see. I open the door a walk through hoping I’ll step onto the street and get a lung-full of fresh air. Instead, I stop dead in my tracks because two feet in front of me is Alan “The Destroyer” Wilson.
  6. Chapter 9 - The Finale As the group of guys walked through town on their way to the school, chaos followed. Jacob’s nearly naked monstrous body was impossible to miss. They witnessed three car accidents, several people walked into parking metres, streetlights and power poles, they heard numerous screams as well as a torrent of disgusted remarks. Jacob loved it all. It had been so long since he displayed his enormous body in public he had forgotten how motivating it was. He could feel his body swelling not only with new mass but also with pride. Jason and Scott could not stop staring at Jacob. Each step he took caused countless muscles to flex and swell. He appeared to be growing larger and more menacing as the got closer to school. As they approached the back door of the school gym, Jacob stopped and held up his hand, signalling for the others to follow suit. Jason and Scott exchanged a curious look and waited to see what Jacob was planning. “I want to make a really special entrance.” He said and shot Nathan a grin. Jacob approached the large metal door and ran his hand over the cold steel. He took a few steps back and with incredible speed, bent down and charged. There was a loud bang from the impact of his shoulder against the heavy door. The door was ripped from its hinges and flew five feet inside the building. Jacob stepped through and towards the centre of the room. The loud crash of the door caused Mark and Dixon to spin around and they suddenly saw Jacob step into the gym followed by the three other guys. The two massive beasts squared off and stared each other down. It was instantly apparently that they were both in awe of each other. Neither of them had ever been in the presence of so much gruesome mass. They mentally compared their outrageously pumped pecs, their over-inflated biceps, triceps and forearms. They marvelled at the relatively tiny waists and horrifically shredded abdominals. Their eyes travelled down quads as big as entire bodybuilders and calves so gargantuan they both stifled gags. If their individual size wasn’t incredible enough, both guys were astonished by the level of vascularity being displayed. No Mr. Olympia had even achieved the frightening level of definition they both had. Jacob surveyed Mark’s shocking transformation and could not help but become concerned. He was comically smaller than Jacob just weeks ago and now he was a literal monstrosity. “How big are you?” Jacob asked, tried to hide his concern and worry. Mark didn’t move any of his extremities but started to flex nonetheless. Instantly, his whole body tightened and expanded. His already nauseatingly ripped body became even more extreme. Various muscles could be heard slapping against others as they all increased in size. “310 of the freakiest, strongest, indestructible pounds of muscle this planet has even seen.” Mark said in a low grumble. Jacob felt his knees go weak but managed to stay still. His mouth went dry as he tried to fathom the amount of mass Mark’s body had acquired so quickly. “You think you’re hardcore Jacob. Remember what you did to the weight rack that day in here? I heard about what you did in the cafeteria and in the woods with Jason. That sounded like some serious muscle shit but you have NO IDEA what hardcore really is. If you had witnessed any of my workouts lately, you would have lost your lunch at the sight. The torture I’ve inflicted on myself to get this huge is downright terrifying. Hell, I’ve scared myself many times. Seeing my body growing at a rate I never thought possible, lifting weights so heavy my body should have been crushed or hitting a pose in the mirror and displaying the grotesque level of mass I’ve obtained is some REAL SCARY SHIT!” “You don’t think I know what you’re thinking right now? How the fuck could that small kid have gained so much weight so fast. Well, I’ll tell you. I”M A FUCKING MUSCLE MAKING FREAK! NO ONE WILL EVER BE AS BIG AS ME. EVER!” Mark screamed, spit flying from his mouth and his eyes went wild. “Sorry to burst you bubble Mark but you aren’t the biggest, and frankly, you’ll never be.” Jacob said and hit a most muscular pose. Suddenly it was like he had been holding his muscles back because he inflated like a ballon, if that ballon was made of stone. From every angle he exploded. Traps, pecs, quads, tricep, calves, everything expanded and filled every crevasse on his body. He instantly morphed into a vein-covered ball of muscle. From behind, his head was lost in a lump of back and trap muscles, there was no visible gap between his legs from his crotch to his ankles. His arms and pecs pressed against each other so hard his skin tuned purple. “327lbs you little bitch” Jacob said with obvious effort as his pecs pressed against his chin, preventing his mouth from opening all the way. Now it was Mark’s turn to feel anxious. He just stood in awe of the incredible size of Jacob’s completely flexed body. For a moment, he was transported back to that day in the gym when his 230lb body felt puny next to Jacob. He snapped back to reality and rage filled his entire body. With lightening fast speed, he reached for a nearby olympic bar and swung it with all his might at Jacob’s midsection. The sound of the impact was sickening and Jacob went tumbling backwards, crashing into a weight machine. Before he could regain his footing, Mark pounced. He started to rain blows onto Jacob’s body. As he felt his newfound strength making contact with Jacob’s muscles a feeling of superiority washed over him. He placed his hands around Jacob’s neck and yanked him violently to a clear space on the gym floor. Before letting go, he raised his huge quad and slammed it into Jacob’s unsuspecting abdominals. He grinned when he saw Jacob’s immense bulk lift half a foot off the ground. Mark stood Jacob’s body up and quickly wrapped his arms around him. He struggled to clasp his hands around Jacob’s formidable pecs but once he did, he let out a triumphant roar. He heard a gasp from the group watching and a quick glimpse in a nearby mirror confirmed the reason. The two 300 plus pound monsters looked completely gruesome pressed together. They made become an entanglement of muscles and veins. Mark’s front was seeming fused with Jacob’s back. His face was almost completely obstructed by Jacob’s ridiculously huge trap muscles. The reflection in the mirror only caused Mark to become even more primal and ruthless. He tightened his vice grip on Jacob’s body, causing his opponent to let out a whimper of pain. “FUCK YEAH! I bet you’ve never felt someone apply this much power before.” Mark whispered in Jacob’s ear. Jacob tried to shake himself loose but Mark’s grip was too strong. Jacob’s eyes were wide as he felt Mark’s flexed muscles pressing hard into his body. His pinned arms were digging into his ribs while Mark’s arms crushed his meaty pecs. Mark was panting like a wild animal as he continued to tighten his arms. He could feel his whole body swelling with new size and strength. It was as if all the pain he had inflicted on himself was building up to this moment. He let out a terrifying scream as he squeezed Jacob with all his strength. Jacob let out a gut-wrenching howl of pain that only made Mark grow stronger. Mark released Jacob from his vise-grip. Jacob’s legs were unsteady and it appeared that they were about to give out but Mark was ready. He lowered his body and jammed his shoulder into the small of Jacob’s back. He wrapped an arm around one of Jacob’s legs while the other grabbed an arm. With seemly no effort he lifted Jacob’s off the floor and across his monstrous shoulders. He tuned to face the group watching and when he say their jaws drop in unison he roared. “LOOK AT THIS! Look how fucking powerful I am.” He bellowed as he moved back and forth in front of his admirers. Jacob tried to wiggle free but Mark only tightened his grip, causing more pain to rip though Jacob’s body. “You feel so light to me Jacob. I feel like I could hoist three people your size without any problem.” Mark stood for a moment, relishing the feeling of Jacob’s massive body draped over his shoulders. Suddenly, a menacing look came over this face. With a quick adjustment of his grip, Mark started to press Jacob higher. His whole body trembled from the effort and he visibly swelled even bigger. The display of pure power was truly unimaginable. Once his arms with fully extended, Mark dropped down onto one knee while still holding Jacob. When Jacob’s body came in contact with Mark’s quad, the sound of the impact was sickening. The air was knocked out of Jacob and Mark pushed his onto the floor like he was a sack of potatoes. Standing over Jacob’s prone body Mark said. “A few minutes ago I was in awe of this body but now all I see is a weak piece of shit.” Mark turned to face the group and raised his arms in hit a double bicep pose. The display was nothing less than inhuman. Slabs of muscle hung off every inch. Veins snaked in every direction and visibly pulsed bigger than garden hoses. There was nothing aesthetically pleasing about Mark’s body; every muscle group was so exaggerated he no longer just looked like a massive man, he looked like something else altogether. He transitioned to a most muscular pose that made Jacob’s recent display look comically small. New levels of mass bulged over ever surface. “THIS IS WHAT REAL MUSCLE LOOKS LIKE!” He screamed. “WORSHIP ME!” He commanded. Jason fell to his feet and started to lick the sweat off Mark’s quads, while Scott ran his hands up and down Mark’s left bicep. Dixon kneaded his pumpkin-sized delts and even Nathan could not resist the temptation. He placed his hands Mark’s pulsing lats while the continued to spread wider. Mark held the most muscular pose until he was shaking but refused to let go. He wanted them all to feel just how insanely huge he had become. The muscle frenzy was so intense, no one but Mark noticed Jacob starting to come around. He relaxed his pose and turned to face Jacob’s body which was now knelling on the floor. “Ready for more punishment?” Mark said and stood over Jacob’s prone body. “Because I’m just warning up.” Mark placed one hand on Jacob’s chin and yanked his whole body until he was standing on his unsteady legs. Mark leaned forward and hoisted Jacob onto his left shoulder. “Fuck I need to left some heavy weights and I think you should help.” Mark said and carried Jacob towards the squat rack. With incredible agility, Mark adjusted his grip on Jacob and the group watched in amazement as Mark body-slammed Jacob into the concrete floor. The impact of his huge body hitting the floor caused shutters to run through the group. Jacob lay motionless on the floor as Mark started to load the squat bar with plates. When six plates were added to each side, Mark causally stepped under the bar and easily lifted it off the rack before starting to squat with the 585lb weight. He pumped out 12 reps with lightening speed before racking the weight. He stopped for a moment and flexed his enormous quads, watching the monstrous muscle sway and flex in the mirror. He ran his hands over the rock-hard muscle before caressing his equally hard cock. “Need more weight.” He grunted and looked down at Jacob’s crumbled body. He grabbed Jacob’s arm and yanked his body upwards until he could fully lift him off the ground. Mark shot a quick look tot the group watching before laying Jacob across the loaded squat bar. The guys let out gasps as they realized what was about to happen. Mark slid his body under the bar and placed one hand on Jacob’s shoulder and the other around Jacob’s quads. Mark positioned his body and let out a primal roar as he lifted the bar off the rack. The strain was immediately evident on his face as he held the 585lb bar and Jacob’s 327lb body off the ground using just his massive quads. Never had the room witnessed such a stunning display of raw power. Mark steadied his body and slowly lowered the enormous weight. He let out a barbaric scream when his giant glutes were only inches from the ground. He summoned a frightening new level of power and started to lift the weight back up. His bloated hamstrings pressed against his massive calves even when his legs were half way standing. As he rose higher, his fully pumped quads extended two feet in front of his body. It was a wonder he could move his legs at all with all the muscle spewing from them. “NO FUCKING LIMITS!” Mark growled at the top of the rep. He braced himself and started to lower the weight again. Jacob’s body actually look small as it was draped over the bar and Mark’s outrageously pumped body. When Mark reached the bottom of the rep his movement completely stopped. His whole body was shaking with effort but he was unable to rise. The effort and determination in his face was obvious. After 20 seconds of trying, the group started to approach to offer any assistance they could. “NO. WATCH!” Mark commanded. They all stopped in their tracks and watched as Mark started to rise. His already grotesquely pumped body grew even larger to the awe and terror of the group. To aid in the lift, all of Mark’s muscles swelled, not just his quads. When he reached the half way point, his workout shorts could no longer contain his swelling glutes and throbbing cock. The fabric literally exploded and fell away, leaving him completely naked. Mark looked at the reflection in the mirror and instantly started to cum. Never had he imagined he could feel look so immense and powerful. This sensation allowed him to lift the bar and body back to the top of the rep. He slammed the weight back on the rack and let go of Jacob, letting him fall to the floor once again. Mark stumbled out of the rack and into the arms of the guys standing nearby. They all strained to support Mark’s hulking body while each feeling the sheer mass and power it possessed. “I need the gear.” Mark said in a low voice. Jason and Scott starred at each other in shock, while Dixon and Nathan exchanged a terrified glance. “WHAT! Mark, look at you! You the biggest freak that’s ever lived. Besides, you just squatted over 900lbs. You need to take a break” “A break? Do you think I’m finished? I’m never going to stop. I NEED MORE MUSCLE!” He replied. Knowing better than to deny Mark what he wanted, Jason, Scott and Dixon followed him to the other side of the gym. They started looking for the newly acquired gear but came up empty. “It’s not here!” Jason said as he frantically searched the area. Scott joined in and started to rummage through the various bags and boxes on the floor. “IT HAS TO BE!” Mark screamed, causing everyone to yup with fright. “It’s gone” Mark and the others turned slowly and looked across the room to where Jacob was now standing, Nathan by his side. “I have to say, I didn’t think Gary was supplying you with roids as good as mine but I’m pretty impressed. Of course I’m saying that after injecting a full 12 syringes worth, which is a lot more than I usually take. Jason and Scott were so freaked out on the way over here they never saw me inject myself.” Jacob started to stretch his body as he regained his footing. As he stood at his full height, they group stared stunned as he appeared to swell without even flexing. “Mark, I have to say, you have some serious power now. I actually felt a little pain when you bear-hugged me. Ok, when you hit me with that olympic bar and slammed me across your knee that hurt. I hope you’re not too mad that I played possum but I really wanted to see what your jacked up body was capable of. I have to say, I’m impressed. I like the idea of someone trying to get to my level of size and power. I never thought I would but it’s cool not being the only freak in town. Ok, let’s be honest, it’s fucking hot; you’re fucking hot Mark. Look at the body you’ve build. You got slabs to insane muscle piled all over yourself. Your vascularity is off the charts and talk about power, FUCK YEAH! That last squat show was amazing and your orgasm was so intense, I struggled not to have my own while draped over those shoulders.” Jacob ran his hand over the squat bar that Mark was just lifting. He stepped closer and gripped the bar and easily hoisted it off the rack but he wasn’t squatting it; he was curling it. Jacob’s massive arms tripled in size as he curled the 585lb weight like it weighted nothing. Three reps in and his arms, forearms and shoulders swelled to one mass of twitching muscle. At eight reps, Jacob simply let the bar fall like he’d suddenly became bored with it. He waddled over to the makeshift deadlift contraption they had constructed. He eyed the countless weights loaded onto the leg press machine, including the ones stacked on the seat. “See, this is what I mean. Regular gyms and weights are enough for freaks like us now. Do you get frustrated not being able to get a decent pump some days Mark? I fucking do.” Jacob said and wrapped his hands around the base of the leg press and stood up, supporting the mammoth machine with just his biceps. The group let out a collective gasp as he stated to curl the weight ladened machine. With each rep, his arms grew to truly awe-inspiring size. New veins appeared as he barely registered the weight the was moving. Again, Jacob seemed to loose interest and dropped the machine and started to look around the gym for what he considered a real challenge. This whole time, Mark and the group could only stare at Jacob’s insanely massive body. Each slight movement caused waves of new muscles to ripple to the surface of his paper-thin skin. Jacob cracked a smile as he stood looking at the metal beam he was tied to not long ago. He felt the indents his body made in the hard metal. “That was a crazy day wasn’t it? I remember waking up tied to this beam and being so pissed at you guys and myself. Pissed at you for thinking some big ropes could hold me and pissed that I let you put me in that position. Since then, I’ve shown most of you just how unstoppable and powerful I am. You can clearly see that there is no limit to the amount of muscle I can pack on this body. And now here’s Mark, a true, roided-out monster. I can see you still want to crush me Mark and that’s ok, I get it, you don’t want to be just a massive freak, you want to be THE massive freak. Don’t worry, you’ll get over that. Besides, just think about what we could all become if we worked together.” Jacob said looking at the group of confused faces. “That’s right, fuck this need to destroy each other. Look at what Mark and I are becoming. I’ve seen all of your reactions to our freaky bodies. Hell, you’ve all packed on some nice size in the last little while. You mean to tell me any of you wouldn’t want to reach half this size.” he said and flexed his right arm to emphasis his point. Instantly, the muscles twisted and rose to a rigid peak. “Mark. You still look a little pissed. Do you need some final convincing that I’m the one and only true monster here?” Jacob asked. He turned to face the large metal beam that he cold barely dent last time. He wrapped his blood-engorged arms around it and started to apply pressure. The sound of bending metal started immediately but it was Jacob’s body that was truly a disturbing sight. He expanded to previously unseen levels but continued to swell. His back spread well beyond his height while the entire surface was covered in the deepest striations imaginable. The seams of his shorts gave away as his gargantuan quads swelled so large his feet were pushed farther part. Each flexed calve displayed more development than most professional bodybuilder’s entire body. Even though his pecs were pressed tightly against the metal beam, they visibly swelled outwards and filled any remaining space between Jacob and the bar. “YEAH, I can feel it. I’m so FUCKING pumped!” He chanted. After a minute of applied incredible pressure to the beam, Jacob released his hold and the group looked at the once strong metal with shock. The side Jacob was pressed against was now a mutated lump of distorted metal. The once sharp edges were bent and twisted to the shape of his outrageously proportioned frame. “I hope this beam isn’t holding this place up.” He said and began his final assault on the metal. He landed a flurry of lightening fast punches to the hard metal, sending loud bangs throughout the room. Each blow left a visible dent on the hard surface. Jacob then bent lower and placed a hand on either side of the beam and started to yank it towards himself. He had trouble keeping his feet from sliding forward but after three violent tugs a loud cracking sound filled the room. Concrete from the ceiling above started to rain down on his sweaty body and the beam started to move. Summoning all his power, Jacob gave the beam one final pull and dislodged it from the ceiling. The twenty foot pice of metal came crashing down, cracking the concrete floor and flattening a few gym machines in the process. The entire group let out a sigh of relief when the ceiling didn’t follow. Jacob sauntered over to the beam and bent down. He wrapped his hands around it and started to lift. The group of onlookers could not believe their eyes. The beam had to weight over a ton and it was being lifted. Jacob visibly struggled but somehow managed to deadlift the beam. “COME ON. HELP ME!” He screamed. The five guys rushed to Jacob and held different parts of the beam. They all, Mark included, marvelled at its weight and then at Jacob who was able to lift it off the ground alone. “HIGHER” Jacob said with gritted teeth. The group’s added assistance allowed Jacob to lift the beam to his waist. They all stared at his muscle-ladened arms as they swelled even bigger. It as truly a sickening display of power but Jacob was far from done. When the beam was raised high enough to allow him to bend his arms more, they all felt their assistance was no longer needed. Jacob steadied his footing and started to raise the beam without their help. He positioned it across his pec-shelf like an olympic powerlifter before adjusting his grip. The group stood silently as Jacob started to shoulder press the massive metal beam. The beam wobbled as it rose above Jacob’s head but he was able to steady it once his arms were completely extended. The disturbing display of power was too much for the group to handle. They were standing inches away from the most massive, powerful creature they had even witnessed. Every muscle on Jacob’s body was pumped to its utmost limit. His paper-thin skin looked like it was ready to tear apart as it tried and failed to contain his growing muscles. There wasn’t an inch on him that didn’t display the most extreme level of vascularity while new veins crept to the surface, visibly pumping blood into his starving muscles. “FUCK YEAH! LOOK AT THE POWER, THIS MUSCLE!” Jacob screamed as he caught his reflection in the mirror. Even he was taken aback by the sight. He finally saw what he always believed was possible, he had become the biggest monster on the planet and he knew there was nothing stopping him from surpassing even his wildest fantasies. He slowly lowered the beam and before it touched his swollen pecs, powered it back up, relishing the shearing pain in his boulder-sized shoulders. He lowered the massive beam once more but this time he could not keep it from resting on his waiting pecs. His arms shook as he attempted to press the beam back up but it refused to move. It was at that moment Mark’s face appeared only inches in front of Jacob’s. “COME ON! YOU CAN DO IT! USE THAT MUSCLE AND PRESS THAT BEAM!” He shouted. Mark was joined by Jason, Scott, Dixon and Nathan as they shouted encouragement. Jacob strained to smile as he feed off the group’s words and felt a surge of power rise within himself. He steadied the beam and started to apply every ounce of power left in his body. Slowly the metal started to rise. As it hit the top of the rep, Jacob looked at the group of guys. They all had their cocks out and as they showered him with buckets of cum, he too released his load. Jacob motioned for the group to stand back as his lowered the metal beam and stumbled back a few steps. He was steadied by the group of panting guys who started to worship every inch of his inhumanly massive body. Jacob started to feel their bodies too, as small as they were in comparison. “FUCK YEAH. I can’t wait to see you all get fucking massive.” He said and moaned with pleasure. He grabbed Mark around the neck and kissed him long and hard, kneading his thick traps as he did so. He stopped kissing and looked at the huge metal beam that lay on the floor at his feet. “Mark, it’s your turn.” Mark looked at Jacob with shock. “That’s right you’re going to press that fucking beam just like I did.” Jacob said with confidence and turned to face the rest of the group. “You will all become big enough and strong enough to shoulder press this beam and when you do, I’ll bend it into a pretzel.” Jacob said. Mark approached the beam and bent over. As he did so, Jacob looked at his massive body, closed his eyes and pictured the day all six of them weighted over 400lbs and they were the most outrageously developed group of beings on the planet. “LIFT IT!” He screamed and Mark did. I hope you you enjoy this final chapter. This was fun to write and you never know, I might have to revisit this group of freaks down the road when they've all surpassed 400lbs.
  7. One more chapter to go after this I think, but you never know. I hope you enjoy. Chapter 8 Dixon arranged for additional gym equipment to be delivered to school. He also had the locks changed and placed “closed for renovations” signs on the doors. Mark, Jason and Scott were each given keys to the back door so they didn’t have to walk through the school the gain access. The keys were essentially useless since the three kids rarely left the gym. Three weeks had passed since Dixon decided to help Mark become as big as possible and he arrived at the school gym at just before 6am. He was delivering his near-daily supply of food and supplements to the group before the other students started to arrive for classes. As he got closer to the door, he could hear the loud clanging of metal. He unlocked the door and dropped the bags of supplies at his feet. Across the room, Mark was performing deadlifts but he wasn’t using a squat bar. The guys had built a makeshift raised platform so Mark could use the leg press machine for deadlifts! The massive machine was loaded with countless 45lb plates and Mark gripped the base of the machine as was preforming quick reps. As he reached the top of his latest rep, Dixon could only stare in awe at the sheer mass billowing from his back. Every inch was covered with thick veins and each muscle group was so pumped, Mark looked like a mutated anatomy chart. Dixon cold not believe what Mark was able to achieve in only a few weeks. His determination was manic. He never seemed to tire and when he wasn’t inflicting torture on his body, he was eating enormous amounts of food, injecting the powerful cocktail of steroids and guzzling every drop of cum he caused his group of admirers to produce. Dixon stepped closer as Mark started to struggle with the incredible weight. The brutal amount of weight he was moving caused so much strain on his body that his face contorted in pain and spit flew from his mouth with each movement. With one final roar, Mark dropped the leg press machine causing numerous plates to fall off and crash to the floor. He turned to face Dixon and placed his hands on his hips while trying to catch his breath. The sight of the former budding teen bodybuilder’s current physique caused Dixon to stumble back and land on the floor. Mark was unrecognizable not only as a 18 year old but he barely even looked human. Each muscle group was so exagerated and his proportions were so extreme it was a marvel he could still move at all. The individual muscles on his body visibly fought for real estate on his frame. Dixon had followed professional bodybuilding for most of his life and he had never witnessed someone so outragously developed. Mark jumped down form the platform causing the cement floor to shake. He grabbed a jug of water Dixon just delivered and started to guzzle it down. “Needed to train back before Scott and Jason get here.” He said with a lower voice than Dixon remembered from the day before. “Mark! That was incredible! How much weight were you just using?” “No idea. Doesn’t matter anymore. There is no amount of weight I can’t lift.” He said and let out a huge burp before drinking the rest of the water. As the excess ran down his chest it mixed with the sweat that already coated his body. “My god Mark. I can’t get over how massive you’ve become in such a short time” Dixon said and raised himself up to his knees. “Fuck yeah. I’m a little surprised myself but I feel unstoppable now. I can actually feel myself growing every second of the day. I know the gear is helping but I think a lot of this growth is phycological. When I made the decision that becoming a total mass monster was the only thing that mattered, my brain started to re-wire itself. Muscle is ALL that I need and my body’s sole purpose was to provide me with it.” Dixon started to rub his hands all over Mark’s sweaty body. He couldn’t believe that human flesh could feel so soft and hard at the same time. It was like touching a boulder that had been smoothed by centuries of ocean waves. “Your quads are like granite. I’ve never seen anything so big and strong in my life. These striations are so deep and the definition is so extreme. Oh yeah, show me those hamstrings. FUCK Mark, they’re so ripped. Yes, when you bend your leg like that I can see that they hang so low they practically touch your massive calves. Fuck yeah, flex that calf harder. Make it touch your hamstring. Yes, it’s so close. FLEX HARDER. Yes! You did it. No one has legs this developed. My god, look at your glutes. Pulsing them like that is so hardcore, so grotesque. Look at the striations! How is this even possible?” Dixon stopped talking as he started to lick every inch of Mark’s wet quads, calves and glutes. He moaned with pleasure as he slurped up every drop of moisture. He was lost in a muscle worship trance, as was Mark who continued to position his body so Dixon could experience every inch. Mark placed his hands under Dixon’s armpits and lifted him off the floor. Dixon’s hands, tongue and lips started to explore Mark’s truly astounding abdominals. His eight abdominal muscles were each bigger than Dixon’s formidable biceps. With a stunning display of muscle control, Mark started to flex each muscle independently which sent Dixon completely over the edge. “How is that possible? No one can control each ab muscle like that. My god Mark, you are a complete freak. I know I say this a lot and you love hearing it but you are a monstrosity. Look at the thick veins running all over your abs. They are so gross yet so hot. Uh, these pecs. So massive and full of power. Yes, bounce them for me. I need both hands just to try to move one pec. They are so hard Mark, like nothing I’ve ever felt.” Dixon’s attention finally turned to Mark’s arms. His biceps were awe inspiring and his triceps protruded inches from his body they were clearly visible from the front. Both titanic appendices blended into the most outrageously developed shoulders Dixon had ever witnessed. Even exaggerated comic book characters didn’t have shoulders as thick and wide as Mark. “Your arms are truly magnificent. How big are they today?” Dixon asked, know that number would not last 24 hours. “24” last night. They’ll be 26” by tomorrow.” Mark said and slightly curled his arm causing layers of muscle to twist to life while more veins erupted on the surface of his skin. Mark started to tug on his raging hard-on as Dixon continued worshipping his slightly flexed arm. “I’m about ready for a protein snack and I think you need to feel just how huge these arms have gotten.” Mark said. He bend down and slid his right arm between Dixon’s legs. With no effort he scooped his 255lb principal off the ground so he was straddling his huge bicep. Dixon left out a moan as he wrapped his legs tightly around the muscle, feeling it twitch between his thighs and against his hard cock. Mark plated his feet and slowly straightened his arm. Dixon could feel the muscle transform as it moved. With his arm completely extended Mark’s body didn’t seem to register the entire person it was holding completely off the ground. He made a fist and started to curl his arm back up. He licked his lips as he watched Dixon’s body rise higher on his massive bicep peak. Mark continued to straighten and flex his arm until he could see Dixon was about to produce a hearty snack. Mark signalled to Dixon to pull his pants down and when his hard cock flopped out and slapped Mark’s shoulder, he simply moved his arm towards his mouth, taking Dixon’s entire cock in one gulp. All Dixon had to do was place one hand on the mass of shoulder muscle before he released a massive load down Mark’s throat. With Dixon spent, Mark let him slide off his arm. “That was fucking good, like a good pre-workout.” Mark said before looking around for his next lift. “Can you weight yourself before you start another set?” Dixon said with a sense of anticipation. Mark waddled to the scale and stepped on. “Holy FUCK! HOW?” Dixon yelled when he saw the number on the scale. “Like I said Dixon. NOTHING CAN STOP ME. I said I’d be the biggest and that’s exactly what I’m becoming. Now help me setup for my next set since Jason and Scott aren’t here yet.” Dixon snapped out of his trance and turned to help Mark. “Yeah, where are they anyway?” Dixon asked. --- Jason and Scott had secured a new supply of gear for Mark and as they were leaving their dealer’s apartment they turned towards the alley where they had parked their car. As the were about to turn off the street, Scott grabbed Jason’s arm and stopped dead in his tracks. “Oh no!” Jason looked up and stifled a scream. Walking directly towards them was Jacob and Nathan. Before they could dart down the alley, Jacob saw them. “Well well, look who we have here.” He shouted. As Jacob and Nathan approached, both guys could not believe their eyes. Jacob was wearing a sweat shirt that looked like it was designed to cover a boat. He had cut the neck hole so wide, his massive traps traps were completely visible while the rest of him was lost in the excess material billowing around his torso. The lack of definition could not however, disguise the sheer enormity of his body. He wore equally bagging sweat pants that were cut off mid-way up his calves. The half that wasn’t covered looked downright obscene. They were easily as wide as most people’s waist and covered with a disgusting network of gnarly veins. “What brings you guys to this neighbourhood?” Jacob said and looked at the brown paper bag in Scott’s hand. He then started to smile. “Ah, you getting more gear from Gary?” He asked and motioned to the nearby apartment building. Jason and Scott exchanged terrified looks. “Don’t worry guys. You think Gary would sell you the good stuff? That’s reserved for just me.” Jacob said and bounced his pecs causing the loose fabric to flap. Jacob looked the two guys over closely. He had noticed Jason’s increased bulk weeks ago in the woods but he hadn’t see Scott since that day in the school gym. While still much smaller than himself, Jacob had to admit that Scott was looking pretty beefy. “You too don’t seem to be gaining as much size as you were so I assume that gear isn’t for you. So, who’s it for?” Jacob said with a serious tone in his voice. When they didn’t answer. Jacob reached down and grabbed Scott by the collar of his shirt and easily lifted him off the ground. He leaned in close so he could feel Scott’s breath on his face. “It’s for Mark isn’t it?” Jacob asked. “ISN”T IT?” “Yes it’s for Mark! Now let him go.” Jason pleaded. With a flick of his wrist, Scott fell to the ground a few feet away. “So Mark thinks he can compete with me?” Jacob said and shot Nathan a smile. Nathan responded with a chuckle. “Compete? Mark is going to dwarf you you piece of shit!” Scott screamed as he stood up. Jacob could only start to laugh hysterically. “Whatever Jacob. You’ll see. You have no idea what Mark is capable of.” Jacob stopped laughing and stepped closer to the two guys. They both suddenly looked very worried. Jason could have sworn he saw Jacob’s sweater stretch tighter on his body. “You have no idea what I”M CAPABLE OF!” He screamed, sending drops of spit on both of their faces. “Now, I’m giving you 10 seconds to get the fuck out of here before I decide to show just what I’m capable of.” Jason and Scott didn’t need to be told twice. They both darted around the corner and down the alley where their car was parked. Jacob and Nathan exchanged a cocky smile as they heard the car start and its tires screech as they floored the engine to get as far away from Jacob as quickly as they possibly could. A second later, Nathan saw an object exit the alley and move towards him and Jacob at an incredible speed. “JACOB! LOOK OUT!” He was able to scream just before the car reached Jacob. With lightening fast reflexes, Jacob stepped out the of way of the car just before the back bumper would have slammed into him. The car came to a stop and Jacob could hear Jason and Scott frantically yelling at each other inside. “What the FUCK Scott? Quick, put it in drive and get the fuck out of here!” Scott managed to get the car in gear and just before he slammed his foot on the accelerator the vehicle jerked violently, like it had hit something. Jason turned and looked out the back window and let out a horrified scream. Jacob’s massive frame covered his entire view as he stood directly behind the car. “GO! GO! GO!” Jason screamed as Scott started to press the gas but nothing happened. Jason looked back and saw the reason they weren’t moving. Jacob was squatting behind the car with his hands gripping the back bumper. The engine revved but it wasn’t moving. With another violent jolt, Jason and Scott felt the back of the car rise. With barely any visible effort, Jacob hoisted the back of the car and held it like he was holding a wheelbarrow. With astounding control, he started to pivot the vehicle so it faced the alley. “You think a car can stop me?” He yelled with a look of determination and rage in his eyes. More screamed could be heard from inside the car as the engine revved louder. Jacob dropped the backend and the car took off back down the alley. Scott was able to slam on the breaks a few feet from the brick wall at the end of narrow alley. He spun around in the drivers seat to see Jacob lumbering towards the car. Jacob reached the back of the car and once again, squatted down and gripped the bumper. Without a moment of hesitation he once again housed the car up so it was level with his waist. “Ho-how is he doing this?” Scott screamed. Jacob didn’t just hold the car a foot off the ground though. With a cocky grin on his face he moved his right foot forward a few inches followed by his left. The guys in the car watched in shock and horror as the car started moving towards the brick wall. Jacob took a few more steps and the front of the car slammed into the brick wall. The sound of screeching metal echoed throughout the alley. Scott panicked and put the car in reverse and slammed his foot on the gas petal. The front tired screeched and the car moved back a few feet before coming to a compete stop. He didn’t have to look back to see why. Jacob adjusted his stance so he was now leaning into the car like a football player readying himself to block a tackle. His once baggy pants stretched tight across his massive quads and calves. The thick cords of his hamstrings inflated and his calves ballooned to their maximum girth. He let out a primal growl as he fought to overpower the car’s engine. As smoke started to billow from the front tries of the car, Jacob slowly started to move forward. His whole body was shaking as every muscle on his body started to swell with raw power. “You think this car is stronger than this muscle? Yeah, that’s right, rev that engine, push my body to the limit!” Jacob said. The smell of burning rubber filled the alley as the front bumper of the car once again met the brick wall. Jacob only grunted and applied more pressure; he was far from done. More screams came from the car when one of the front headlights shattered. Suddenly there was a deafening screeching and popping of metal. The guys in the car looked on in horror as the car’s hood started to bend. “FUCK YEAH! This car is NOTHING to me.” Jacob screamed and twisted his body so his right shoulder slammed into the back of the car, causing it too to dent the metal. He exhaled deeply and started to apply even more pressure. The crushing sound of the car intensified as the hood started to look more deformed. After another minute of pushing the car, there was a loud bang and the engine started to sputter. This only caused Jacob to intensify his assault and after a few more seconds, the engine finally gave out. Jacob stopped pushing and stood up. He was breathing heavily and sweat had drenched his huge sweater. Even fully clothed he looked bigger than even. “You two better turn to watch this. I want as many witnesses as possible.” He said. With tears running down their faces, Scott and Jason turned and looked at Jacob’s insanely pumped body. Jacob stepped closer to the car and slammed both fists down on the trunk. The car shook violently at the moment of impact. The metal of the trunk was instantly mangled making it easy for Jacob to tear it completely free. He placed his arms around the huge piece of metal and started to squeeze. The sounds of bending metal was deafening and within seconds the truck was unrecognizable. Jacob tossed it aside and stepped into the exposed trunk space. Through the rear window, Jason and Scott could only look up at the massive creature standing above them. Jacob raised his left foot and drove it through the back window, filling the inside of the car with shattered glass. Jason and Scott recoiled in terror fearing that Jacob would reach for them cowering inside but that moment never came. Instead, they saw Jacob’s hands grip the stop of the rear window frame. There was more screeching metal sounds as Jacob literally started to pry the roof off the car. The sleeves of his sweater had rolled up to his elbows so they could accommodate Jacob’s swelling forearms. The sight was truly disgusting. Each muscle looked to be over 24” and thick, repulsive veins covered ever inch. As Jacob’s iron-grip on the metal proceeded, the muscles of his forearms inexplicably continued to grow. A minute later, the back part of the car’s roof was completed bent and Jason and Scott could see Jacob’s face staring down at them. “Quite the view isn’t it. My fucking forearms have more muscle on them then both of you combined. Fuck this metal is giving me a good workout though. I bet I won’t be able to jack myself off later.” Jacob said and laughed. Once the roof was pried a little higher, Jacob grabbed either side and started to violently tug at the huge piece of metal. The remaining windows smashed and the whole car shook back and forth. With one final grunt, Jacob wretched the entire roof completely off the car and lifted it over his head before tossing it 10 feet behind him. He reached into the car and grabbed Jason and Scott by their shirt collars. With seemly no effort, he lifted them out of the car and held them in the air. “Fuck you to feel so light to me now.” He said and dropped them on the ground behind the car before jumping down himself, shaking the ground as he did so. “Thanks for the little workout guys but frankly, I’ve had enough of this bullshit. Stand the fuck up!” He commanded. Jason and Scott slowly stood and faced Jacob. Nathan, who had been watching Jacob destroy the car, approached and placed his hand on Jacob’s left bicep. “That little workout sure got you pumped you big freak” Nathan said as he felt Jacob’s arm though his sweater. “Yeah, not bad but I think it’s time for a real workout.” Jacob said and stepped closer to Jason and Scott. “Where’s Mark?” When neither answered, Jacob turned and slammed his fist into the brick wall beside him. His fist embedded itself so deep, only his wrist was still showing. He slammed his other fist equally deep into the wall and when he pulled them both out, half a dozen bricks followed. “I’m not asking again. You said Mark could dwarf me? Well, I think it’s about time we see if that’s possible.” Jacob said and took a step back. He placed his right hand on the collar of his sweater and his other on the waistband of his pants. With one quick tug, both garments were torn from his body, leaving him wearing only a pair of skin tight workout shorts. Jason, Scott and even Nathan stepped back and gasped. The sight before them was like nothing they had ever imagined could exist. Even their wildest fantasies, or darkest nightmares; could prepare them for the creature standing in front of them. Jacob didn’t even have to flex to highlight the abomination he had become. “Take me to Mark. NOW!” he screamed.
  8. Chapter 7 Principal Dixon climbed into is car and rested his head on the steering wheel, his mind racing with images of Jacob’s incredibility massive body destroying that huge tree stump and then squatting with it like it was a broom handle. Never in his life had he seen someone so young, so strong, so massive. He looked down at the huge cum stain on the front of his jeans and felt horrified that one of his students has caused that. He was also acutely aware that he was already hard again as he relived the incident in his head. He spent a few minutes trying to clam himself down before deciding what he should do next. ———————— Mark had the heavy bar draped over his huge shoulders. The 4 45lb plates on either side raddled as he secured his footing. Scott stood behind him, ready to offer assistance even though he knew Mark wold not need any. With a low grunt, Mark lowered the weight for what would be his sixth set of brutal squats. His 31” quads looked far larger now that they were pumped to their maximum. At the bottom of the rep he took a moment to marvel at how the thick slabs of muscle pressed against each other. With little effort he lifted the weight back up to the starting position. His rhythm increased and a few seconds later was finishing rep 15 before slamming the weight down. He stepped out of the squat rack and pounded his blood-engorged quads with his fists. Their entire surface was purple from the intense workout they were undergoing. Mark started to flex each quad individually. Holding each pose until his muscles started to cramp. Scott moved closer and started to run his hands over the dense, sweaty muscles. Both guys focused all their attention on admiring the increased size and definition. Their admiration was interrupted when the door to the gym flew open and Jason stumbled in and fell to the floor sobbing. “Jason!” Mark and Scott ran over to their friend. They helped up to sitting position as he continued to sob and mumble incoherently. Mark and Scott could see dirt covering Jason’s clothes and they could also the drying cum stain on the from of his shorts. Eventually, Jason calmed down enough to relay what had happened to him in the woods at the hands of Jacob and Nathan. Hearing Nathan was there with Jacob and took part in his torment of Jason send Mark into a rage. He started stomping around the gym, knocking over dumbbells, kicking the various machines and benches and even punched the wall a few times. Scott remained with Jason, wrapping his growing arm around his friend while watching Mark with increased worry. Mark marched over to the bar he was just squatting loaded with 405lbs and placed his body under it but instead of positioning the bar across his shoulders, he gripped it from the front. Scott and Jason shot each other a look of shock as Mark started to press the heavy bar over his head. His whole body shook both from anger and from the seemingly impossible weight he was trying to lift. With a look of scary determination, Mark managed to extended his arms above his head. He let out a loud roar of pride as his lowered the bar again. He shifted his feet and started to press the bar again. It moved slower than the first rep but he someone managed to complete the lift. “GEAR!” He managed to say through gritted teeth. Scott ran to grab a fresh syringe and starting prepping the needle. “THREE!” Mark said. Scott hesitated but one look at Mark’s face told him this wasn’t the time to argue. He grabbed three needles and approached Marks shaking body. He injected all three doses into Mark’s right ass cheek. He looked up to see his friend’s eyes roll back in his head for a few seconds before refocusing on holding the bar over his head. Suddenly a transformation came over Mark. He lowered the weight and started pressing it again without a moment’s rest. He started to scream like a rabid animal as he started moving the bar at incredible speed. His shoulders looked they had expanded to triple their former size. After 12 perfect reps Mark slammed the weight down and turned to face his to friends. His entire body had ballooned to super heavyweight bodybuilder size. He looked around the room like a lion searching for prey. Not only was this a home gym, it was also his parent’s three car garage. While he had taken up two of the spaces with his abundance of gym equipment, his mother’s car was parked in the remaining spot. His eyes settled on that side of the garage. He lumbered towards her car and stood behind the rear bumper. Scott and Jason hurried to get a closer look as Mark bent down and wrapped his hands around the bumper, adjusted his footing and started to stand up. He let out another loud scream as his whole body flexed. His back erupted with newfound piles of mass. Striations appeared over every inch of his skin. Thick veins crept to the surface. Mark’s traps budged and swelled to eclipse his thick neck. Even though his shorts, deep cuts appeared on his flexed glutes. His hamstrings became a mass of twisted muscle cables that visibly grew bigger by the second. The back of the car started to rise. When the suspension had risen to its maximum, Mark dug his feet in and continued to lift. Scott and Jason started cheering when the back tires left the floor. The back-end of the car continued to rise as Mark reached his full height. He let out a triumphant roar as he held it off the ground for a few sounds and let it fall back down. Mark turned to his two friends and hit a gruesome most muscular pose. His whole body inflated with new muscle that made both guys feel tiny and weak. Scott and Jason couldn’t resist rushing over to Mark to worship his titanic body. All three of them were stroking their cocks. It was suddenly obvious to Scott and Jason that any hope they had in defending themselves against Jacob laid with helping Mark become even bigger and more powerful. Mark sensed this shift too. He turned and grabbed Jason by his waist and easily lifted him off the ground. Just before Jason released a huge load of cum, Mark placed his throbbing cock in his mouth. He guzzled every drop before letting Jason go and doing the same to Scott. After swallowing both huge loads, Mark wiped his mouth and nearly collapsed on a nearby weight bench. “I need all the protein I can get from now on.” “Take mine too” The three guys spun to look at the side door of the garage. There stood Principal Dixon with an obvious erection threatening to tear through his tight jeans. He approached the group while unzipping his pants. Without hesitation, he grabbed Mark’s thick neck and placed his mouth over his rock-hard cock. He only had to place his hands on Mark’s bloated traps before he was unloading his load. A flood of fresh cum flowed into Mark body. He leaned back and looked up at his principal. “I saw what happened in the woods. Jacob is out of control and Mark; you are the only one that can stop him.” The three friends stood and welcomed Principal Dixon into their group. It was obvious that Principal Dixon (or just Dixon he insisted on from now on) knew his way around a weight room and his knowledge would be a valuable tool in Mark’s development. His added supply of cum would also be beneficial as Mark could suddenly attest to. He scanned the room for his next exercise as the powerful side effects started to flood his gear-filled system. ———————— Jacob sat across from Nathan at the diner they stopped at after leaving the woods. Jacob was starving and had just ordered half the dishes on the menu. “Are you ok about helping me fuck over your friends?” He asked. “It doesn’t matter to me anymore. Seeing you destroy and the lift that huge tree was worth it. I can’t believe how massive you’re getting. All I want is to see just how huge you can get.” Nathan said. Jacob smiled and sat back in his seat. He was sitting in a booth designed to accommodate two to three people but he occupied almost all of it. His shoulders were so wide his head looked tiny by comparison. His thick traps and neck only made the contrast more extreme. He had rolled up the billowy sleeves of his tent-like hoodie exposing his vascular forearms. Nathan couldn’t look way and his eyes traced the countless veins that criss-crossed the enormous muscles. Jacob purposely rolled his wrists causing the muscles to swell and morph into even more grotesque shapes. The waitress arrived with her arms full of different plates, piled high with food. A second staff member followed with even more. When the entire table was covered with dishes she made a joke about how many other people were joining them. “That all just for him.” Nathan said and motioned towards Jacob. The waitress laughed like it was the best joke she had heard all day but suddenly got serious when she saw Jacob start to devour the food. A look of disgust came over her face as he started stuffing hand fulls of food into his mouth. She hurried away and retreated to the kitchen. Nathan chucked and started to move full plates closer to Jacob as he finished plate after plate. It was five minutes later when the first tearing sound could be heard coming from his side of the booth. Nathan saw a spot of bare shoulder become exposed as the seam split. He licked his lips as his saw Jacob’s body swelling with each mouthful of food he consumed. A second tear appeared on Jacob’s left bicep as he continued to stuff his face. “How big is that hoodie?” Nathan asked. “4XL” Jacob muttered between bites. “Fuck” Was all Nathan could say as he continued to watch Jacob eat. Ten minutes passed and Jacob’s left bicep had become completely exposed. There was another tearing sound but Nathan couldn’t see any additional flesh. He concluded that one of Jacob’s lats must have torn though out of sight. After five more minutes, all the plates were practically spotless. Jacob had beads of sweat on his forehead when he laid back and placed his hand on his abs. He rested for a minute before leaned forward. “Ready for another show?” He asked Nathan. Nathan just bit his lip in anticipation. Jacob slowly started to slide his hand together on the top of the table. As his did so, Nathan could see him starting to flex. The remaining excess fabric from the once loose shirt stretched tight across Jacob’s upper body. The existing tears opened wider as more appeared in other areas. When Jacob’s hands met he applied even more pressure and flexed harder. Suddenly Jacob’s entire shoulder became exposed as the hoodie could no longer contain his food-fuelled expansion. There was a loud crash as the waitress made the mistake of looking in Jacob’s direction while carrying a tray full of food. She let out a scream as more fabric fell away from Jacob’s hulking frame. The other restaurant customers followed the waitresses’ stare and became equally disturbed by the sight. Jacob winked at Nathan and turned and slid out of the booth. He turned to face the crowd and with one more flex, caused the remaining scraps of fabric to fall away, exposing his naked torso completely. He heard more screams and gasps as he relaxed the pose. Not wasting any time he raised his bloated arms over his head and placed his fists behind his bull neck. He flexed his arms that now resembled two Thanksgiving turkeys on either side of his head. His ridiculously wide lats jutted out from his sides so far they resembled airplane wings wrapped in skin. Jacob slowly exhaled as he flexed his softball-sized abdominal muscles. Even with his arms above his head, Jacob was still able to flex his massive pecs, sending deep striations shooting across the hard flesh. Not allowing his incredible upper body to outshine his lower half, Jacob placed his feet together and flexed his quads and calves. He felt his shorts rise up between the nonexistent gap between his quads.Once fully flexed, Jacob slowly pivoted his body back and forth so the whole diner could see every unfathomably defined muscle. “FUCK that was a good meal.” He said while twisting his body to show off his razor-sharpe oblique muscles. Veins snaked from his hip, up his abs and over his lats before wrapping behind to his back. “I hope it doesn’t make me fat.” He said with a chuckle. Jacob finally dropped the pose and as he and Nathan walked towards the door, the customer got a close-up look at his outrageously developed body. A few covered their mouths to stifle either a scream or vomit while others had tears running down their faces. Nathan saw two guys near the back covering their obvious hard-ons. Once outside a shirtless Jacob walked across the diner parking lot. Nathan turned to see a car slam into the back of a parked car as the driver stared at Jacob’s massive body. Across the street a mother leaned down, scooped up her young child and ran towards her parked car. “This is going to be a fun walk home” Nathan said as his ran his hand over Jacob’s mountain range-like back.
  9. Chapter 6 Mark tossed his phone down after sending Nathan yet another text. “I don’t know where he is.” He said to Jason and Scott. “But enough wasting time. If we plan on beating Jacob we need to get back to training.” They had ended up at Mark’s house and were now in his very well-equipped home gym. Mark needed to workout, not only to keep gaining size, but also to clear his mind. He knew Jacob would get free and it was only a matter of time before he came looking for the guys that tied him up. Jason and Scott had received their first dose of Mark’s steroids and were itching to start lifting. Mark gave himself a double dose and stated to attack the weights. He was now curling dumbbells that he was recently using for chest. He could feel his body growing more muscle. The feeling was so intense, he was starting to forget about Jacob. Jason and Scott had also reached a new level of intensity. They both become more aggressive with the weights, punishing their bodies to grow bigger and stronger. The three friends worked out for close to two hours before stopping to consume massive amounts of food and protein shakes. “Where the fuck is Nathan?” Mark said as they sat eating. “He looked really freaked out when he left Mark. I just hope he didn’t do something stupid.” --- Jacob and Nathan ended up back at Jacob’s house. Jacob was starving and literally emptied the fridge and started to consume any food he could get his hands on. Nathan sat and stared as Jacob consumed thousands of calories. “You better get used to this.” Jacob said with a mouth-full of chicken. “Takes a lot of food to grow this massive.” Nathan didn’t react, he only reached for a large container of cooked beef and peeled the top off and handed it to Jacob. “Then you better keep eating.” Jacob smiled and grabbed a fist-full of beef and shoved it in his throat. He pushed a plate of chicken towards Nathan. “You better start eating like a freak too if you plan to keep up with me.” The two of them settled down and ate more for than they ever had before. When there was nothing left, they both sat back with bloated stomachs and let their bodies digest. “So, you’e never been worshipped before?” Nathan asked. “No, I guess I always assumed people were too freaked by my size. I really like being people’s faces when I walked by. Seeing terror in their eyes was the best felling, it made me want to get even more huge. But today, feeling your hands on my pumped body, hearing you tell me to push harder was so much more intense.” “I have to admit, the first time I saw you I was really freaked out, even disgusted, but the more you flexed and lifted those incredible weights, the more turned on a felt. I finally couldn’t control myself anymore and now all I want is to see you get even bigger.” “That’s all I want too. I want to be so fucking massive, the road crumbles as I walk on it. So freaky strong that I can walk through brick walls and so ripped that I don’t even look human anymore. You say you want to see me get bigger but I don’t think you get just how massive I will become.” Nathan stood up and walked over to where Jacob was sitting. He placed his hands on his enormous shoulders and said “Try me.” Jacob grabbed Nathan’s tight ass and stood up with it cradled in his hands. With seemingly no effort, Jacob slung Nathan over his shoulder and walked towards his basement gym. --- Three weeks had passed since Mark, Nathan, Jason and Scott left Jacob tied to the beam at the school gym. Principal Dixon was still unsure what had happened at the school that night. He found the destroyed ropes and the massacred weight rack and even noticed the dents in the support beam. He checked the attendance records and became concerned that Mark and his buddies hadn’t been to class. He was however, relieved that Jacob had not been to school either. That first encounter with Jacob was almost too much for the Principal. He considered handing in his notice and moving out of town. But days after the scene in the cafeteria, Dixon noticed a shift in his mindset. Seeing the incredible power Jacob’s body possessed made him refocus on his own body. While he was always in good shape and prided himself on being bigger than most, he suddenly had a drive to get even bigger. Dixon racked the bar and stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing an XL t-shirt that had never stretched so tight on his body. He raised his left arms and admired his very impressive 18” bicep. It had only been three weeks but he was seeing incredible gains. He walked to the scale and smiled when the needle stopped at 247lb. Not bad for 36 he through to himself before starting a new set. --- Mark stood on the scale and let out a moan when he saw the needle stop at 256lbs. He was gaining weight faster than he had ever anticipated. His quest for mass had become all-consuming. He hadn’t even realized it had been three weeks since the day int he gym with Jacob, all that mattered to him was growing. He started to hit poses in the mirror and marvelled at the new mass he’s piled on his already ripped body. He looked big enough to enter a state bodybuilding show but that was now the furtherest thing from his mind. Just as he hit a brutal front lat spread, Jason and Scott arrived. They both stopped dead in their tracks when they say how huge Mark looked. Each other them had been packing on new mass too but they suddenly felt dwarfed in the presence of their friend. Sensing their presence, Mark tuned to face his friends. Their eyes spread wide at Marks incredible lat pose. Each meaty muscle erupted from his back. His growing shoulders and arms looked like they were resting on the slabs of muscles spewing from his back. “FUCK YEAH I FEEL HUGE!” Mark grunted. “You are huge!” Jason said. “Come here” Mark commanded. Jason and Scott approached their huge friend and started to worship his hulking form. This ritual started two week prior and it had become an essential part of every workout. The three friends couldn’t help but get off on their muscles. They started to feed off the intensity they each felt as the worked out for hours together. Maybe it was the gear they were one or maybe they had all finally uncovered their true passion for muscle but regardless, they loved feeling each other’s pumped up bodies and none of them would deny that it was helping them grow. Jason stripped off his t-shirt and felt Scott grab his full, hard pecs. At 220lbs now, he was starting to feel like a real muscle head. He flexed his pecs as Scott squeezed each dense muscle. Mark lifted Scott’s hoodie off and ran his hand down his sculpted back. He smiled as he pictured what how scrawny Scott had been when he first started lifting. Those days were far behind him now because Scott responded to the gear better than any of them. His weight skyrocketed past Jason and he now weighted an impressive 231lbs. Mark felt Scott’s massive glutes as he alternatively flexed them. Eventually, both Jason and Scott’s attention came back to Mark. He dropped his shorts and stood naked for both of them to admire. Scott fell to his knees and wrapped his arms around Marks now 31” quads while Jason licked Mark’s tight, razor-sharpe abs. “MMMM, yeah worship all this muscle. Make me grow even bigger.” Mark said between moans of pleasure. Minutes later, all three friends collapsed from their respective orgasms, each coated with each other’s cum. They relaxed for a minute before regrouping and focusing on their workout. They each became very serious and lifted more intensely as ever, each determined to grow bigger and more powerful. --- Principal Dixon was roaming the aisles of the grocery store when he thought he spotted Jason a few feet away. He knew he hadn’t been at school in weeks but there was something different about the kid. He was wearing a t-shirt and shorts that all looked to be two sizes too small for him. Dixon knew he and his friends were budding muscle heads but Jason’s increase in size was obvious. “Jason?” Principal Dixon asked as he approached his student. Jason jumped hearing his name and looked at Principal Dixon. Now it was Jason’s turn to look surprised. He had never seen his principal out of dress clothes and he was immediately taken aback. Principal Dixon looked huge! Principal Dixon could see Jason’s eyes darting all over his body. From his full pecs that stretched his polo t-shirt to his round, capped shoulders that focused the fabric to ride up, exposing his thick, muscled arms. He saw him look down and see thick quads and claves that could not be hidden under the denim pants that looked painted on. “Are you ok Jason?” Dixon asked. “Y-yeah Principal Dixon. You just look, so, uh” “Big? Well I guess you’ve never seen me in casual clothes. And besides, I’ve been working out a lot more lately. It would appear you’ve been doing the same.” Jason blushed as his principal commented on his increased size. He couldn’t help inflate his chest and tense his abs. “You could say that.” Jason responded. “Is that why you haven’t been at school for over three weeks?” Principal Dixon asked. Jason’s expression quickly changed and he looked away from Dixon. He grabbed a random container of food from the shelf and tossed it in his shopping cart. “I-I gotta go Principal Dixon…n-nice seeing you.” Jason said and practically slammed into Principal Dixon as he moved past him towards the checkout. Principal Dixon was too stunned to respond. Something very strange was happening with these kids from school. He wandered the grocery store as he tried to figure out what was going on. Ask Dixon pushed his cart full of food towards his car, he spotted Jason across the parking lot on his bicycle. Something came over Dixon and he quickly loaded his car and decided to follow Jason. He knew it was wrong but he needed to figure what was happening. Jason petalled his bike fast through town. Even from the distance Dixon was following him, he could see Jason’s quads and calves swelling bigger and bigger. Dixon couldn’t help but think how he’d never seen a high school student with such big legs; well, except for one particular student he’d rather not think about. Jason turned off the main road when he reached the edge of town and headed into the woods. Against all logic, Dixon parked his car and started to walk into the woods behind Jason. Once off the road, the wooded park was deadly quiet. Dixon walked as quickly as he could but Jason was on a bike and was immediately too far ahead to see. After walking for five minutes, Dixon was about to give up and turn around. It was at that moment he heard shouting further up ahead. Dixon broke into a jog and started to run towards the sound. He ran up a steep hill and when he reached the top his stopped dead in his tracks. There, in a clearing about 50 feet away was Jason, but standing a few feet away was Jacob. Dixon ducked behind the nearest tree and held his breath. It was quiet enough in the woods that Principal Dixon could hear every word. “Leave me the FUCK alone!” Jason screamed. “You think I’ve forgotten what you and your fuck-faced friends did to me?” Jacob yelled back. Jacob looked Jason over. It was clear that he had gained a lot of weight. Jacob smiled as he pictured Jason hiding in a gym somewhere, lifting weights, hoping to get even a little closer to Jacob’s size. Jacob on the other hand, was wearing another enormous hoodie and equally baggy sweatpants. “Looks like someone has been working out, trying to get big like me.” Jacob said. “FUCK YOU!” “Well, pity you’ll never be as big as me.” Jacob said and grabbed the waist band of his sweat pants and started to pull the down. When his quads were finally revealed, Jason couldn’t help but recoil in disgust. If they were listening, the two kids might have heard a gasp from behind a tree in the distance. Jacob’s quads and calves were nothing like what Jason remembered that day in the school gym. What were once two massive piles of muscles were now something straight out of a comic book. They sheer size, definition and vascularity was truly astounding. Each individual muscle group was so well developed they looked like they were fighting for space on Jacob’s skeleton. Jacob raised his arms and cleared his throat. It was at this moment that Nathan stepped out from behind a nearby tree. “Nathan! Where the fuck have you been?” Jason yelled. Nathan walked up behind Jacob and grabbed hold of the bottom of his hoodie. He peered around Jacob’s imposing figure and looked at Jason with a smile. “I’ve been helping Jacob grow even bigger.” He said and started to lift the hoodie higher. When Jacob’s upper body was finally revealed. Jason could not contain his body’s response. The sight before him was so extreme, so incomprehensible, that his leaned over and threw up. Jason wiped his mouth and looked at Jacob again. His mind reeled as it tried to comprehend what it was seeing. Jacob was almost unrecognizable from what he was just over three weeks ago. What was once an unnaturally massive young kid was now a true monstrosity. “Take it all in bitch.” Jacob said and ran his hands down his torso. “285lbs of pure muscle. My 3% body fat is what’s allowing you to see every vein on my body. These arms are 24” and these pecs, if you can still call them pecs, are 62”. My quads are well over 33” now and I can assume you’ve never seen 23” calves before.” Jason couldn’t take any more and looked away. “DON’T YOU LOOK AWAY! I want you to see what a freak I am. You thought I was big before but I told you I have NO LIMITS. LOOK AT THIS FREAKY BODY!” Jacob screamed. Jason looked back and as he did, Jacob raised his arms into a double bicep pose. Every muscle on Jacob’s body erupted. From his calves to his neck, it all expanded. Veins visibly grew thicker as more and more blood was pumped into his growing muscles. His arms rose well past his shoulders and nearly touched his fists. His lats spread so far, he looked wider than he was tall. The only part of him that didn’t inflate with more size was his waist. In comparison, it appears to shrink. Nathan, who was eclipsed by Jacob’s body stepped into view. His hands ran up and down Jacob’s chest and over his trembling biceps. Jason couldn’t only stare with a look of confusion on his face. “You’re telling me you could resist a beast this fucking massive? You should see Jacob workout Jason, it’s truly something special. Especially when he lets me feel every pumped inch of his body.” Nathan said leaned in to chew on Jacob’s left nipple. Jason had had enough. He knew he needed to get as far away from these two as possible. He turned and started to run but Nathan was on him in a flash. Standing next to Jacob made it hard to see that Nathan too had been adding muscle to his body. But as he tackled Jason, his newfound size was evident. He wrapped his powerful arms around Jason’s neck and hoisted his off the ground with little effort. Nathan adjusted his arms and wrapped them around Jason’s firm, bulging pecs. “Pecs feel bigger Jason. Too bad, Jacob’s left index finger feels bigger.” He whispered in his ear. Jason struggled to get free but Nathan held him tight. Jacob slowly waddled his way towards them. As he got closer and Jason could see just how massive Jacob now was, he started to fear for his life. “You look real scared man. Don’t worry. I’m not going to kill you. I’m just going to teach you lesson you’ll never forget.” Jacob said and started to look around. His eyes rested on a huge tree stump just a few feet away. The base of its truck was at least three feet around. Jacob walked over to it and ran his hand over the rough bark. “You saw how powerful my upper body was when I bent that metal weight rack like it was nothing, well, I think you need to see just how strong my legs are.” Jacob said and sat down and faced the huge tree. Jason looked on with utter confusion. He watched as Jacob leaned back and spread his gargantuan legs apart. When he placed each huge quad on either side of the tree, Jason finally realized what he was about to witness. Jason started to flail his body but Nathan held him tight. He started to scream in horror and begged to be let go. “Jason, calm down. You need to see just how much of a freak Jacob is. Just be glad it’s not your body between those quads.” Jacob positioned his quads on either side of the tree trunk and managed to lock his ankles together. Just performing this simple feat caused his muscles to swell even larger and more veins appeared on the surface of his skin. Jacob leaned his upper body back and onto his arms which caused his tricep to flex bigger than his head. He tensed his disturbingly ripped abs and pecs and started to apply pressure to his quads and calves. The increase in size was astounding. Each muscle fibre contorted and hardened to a level even Nathan hadn’t witnessed. Tree bark instantly started to fall and the tree trunk that stood well over 10 feet high immediately started to shake. Jacob flexed and relaxed his quads until he got into a slow rhythm. With each flex, the sound of cracking wood increased. It wasn’t for another minute that both Jason and Nathan truly understood what was happening. They assumed Jacob was crushing the tree stump using just his massive quads but they were wrong. Jacob was pulling the tree stump out of the ground, roots and all. They looked on with amazement as the stump started to rock back and forth. Sweat trickled off Jacob’s forehead and he remained razor-focused on the task at hand. Minutes later Jacob started to twist his legs from one side to the other. It was obvious that he had engaged his core because his already flexed abs become something straight out of a horror movie. Layers of fresh muscle inflated around each abdominal muscle. His once tiny looking waist seems to bulge with newfound mass. With a loud grunt, Jacob twisted his whole body to the right, bringing the tree with him. Without stopping, he pivoted and twisted to the left. The cracking of wood echoed throughout the woods. With a few more twists of his body, Jacob had the tree stump leaning dangerously low to the ground. Satisfied he had weakened it enough, Jacob released his quads and stood back up. Jacob’s quads and midsection looked absolutely revolting. While his definition as astounding, his symmetry was nonexistent. The bloated muscles of his calves, quads and abs appeared to be just one solid column of muscle. Each muscle was so pumped, all shape was lost. Not wanting to loose his momentum, Jacob wrapped his hands around the massive tree stump and started to lift. There was resistance from the tree roots at first but Jacob simply applied more power and slowly pulled the tree free from the ground. He easily tossed the tree aside and looked at Jason. “Do you get it now? There is NOTHING this muscle cannot do. There is no one big enough to stop me and there are NO LIMIT to how massive I can become.” He bellowed. He looked down at the tree stump and back at Jason and Nathan. “That was just a warm up. These quads need to feel some real pain.” He said and leaned down. He wrapped his arms around the tree again and with a grunt, hoisted it completely off the ground. With some clumsy maneuvering, he managed to position the tree across his massive shoulders. He heard Jason whimpering as he started to squat the heavy tree. With both Nathan and Jason looking on in awe, Jacob continued to squat with the tree trunk draped over his shoulders. The massive piece of wood was adding incredible resistance for Jacob and he struggled to complete his sixth rep. As he lowered himself and tree for the seventh time he paused at the bottom. His whole body was shaking and hard as he tried, he couldn’t lift the massive weight. “COME ON JACOB! Show us just how strong you are.” Nathan shouted at Jacob. Jacob let out a loud roar and started to stand back up. He couldn’t see his fully pumped quads but could feel the flesh on the two limbs touching each other from his calves to his hips. He could envision just how grotesque the sight much have been for Jason to watch and that thought helped propel the tree higher. At the top of the rep, Jacob let the tree drop behind him and he took an unsteady step towards Jason. He placed his hands on his hips and placed his trembling left leg forward. As he moved his thigh back and forth, he could feel the slabs of muscle swinging along with it. When he suddenly stopped moving and flexed the muscle, they could almost be heard solidifying. Jacob gritted his teeth and flexed down harder, caused each tiny muscle fibre to creep to the surface of his skin. The sight was once again too much for you Jason to handle. His head fell back as his body convulsed in Nathan’s arms. A huge wet spot appeared on the front of his shorts as he orgasmed for well over 45 seconds. Nathan let Jason collapse on the ground as he wrapped his arms around Jacob and kissed him passionately. “I think he’s learnt his lesson.” Jacob said and placed his huge arm around Nathan’s waist. They gathered Jacob’s clothes and started to walk towards the road back to town. If Jacob and Nathan had looked further into the woods, they would’ve seen Principal Dixon standing in a puddle of his own cum with a look of pure ecstasy on his face.
  10. Chapter 5 As the four guys stared at Jacob’s unconscious body, watching his breath in and out. Nathan couldn’t handle the situation any more. “MARK! This is fucked! We have to get the hell out of here.” He shouted. “No! I want to make Jacob pay for what he did!” “I do too but let’s be serious. Did you not just see what he did to that weight rack? He’s a fucking monster. We can’t stand up to that.” “But he can’t ju-“ “I know he can’t!” Nathan interrupted and place his hand on Mark’s shoulder “But we aren’t ready yet.” Mark looked up with a confused look on his face. “Can you get more steroids?” Mark’s mouth dropped open. “Because we are going to need a lot more if we plan on becoming big enough to get revenge on Jacob.” Nathan said a gave Mark’s shoulder a hard squeeze. Tears filled Mark’s eyes as he realized what Nathan was saying. He looked to Jason and Scott and saw that they too, had the same look in their eyes. Mark snapped himself back to reality. “Ok. grab your stuff, there can’t be any evidence we were ever here.” The guys scrambled to gather their things and erase any sign that they were there. As the prepared to leave, Mark looked back at Jacob’s tied up body. Even in his current, unconscious state, Mark couldn’t help but marvel at the size Jacob possessed. He couldn’t help but wonder if beating him was even a possibility. --- An hour later, Jacob started to wake up. At first he moaned and slowly moved his head but as the cobwebs cleared, he became more aware of the situation he found himself in. The heavy ropes dug into his skin and his head was pounding. Within a few minutes, he was completely coherent and slightly panicked but any fear quickly evaporated as he tried to figure out how to get free. “Those fucking like bitches” He yelled. Rage filled his body as he tried to twist his body only to discover he was unable to move. He let out a gut-wrenching growl and tried to over power the huge ropes that surrounded him. His whole body shook as he applied more pressure without success. He began to sweat with effort and his breathing increased. Jacob stopped struggling and tried to calm himself. He took a few deep breaths and refocused his attention on his legs. With his back against the metal beam, his legs were positioned in front of him and bound with more rope. Most of his skin was covered and his feet stick out the end. He closed his eyes and started to flex his quads. He felt the ropes pressing harder against his skin each time he tensed his leg muscles. After a few minutes a saw the ropes move after relaxing his muscles for moment. The movement was small but it spurred him on. In his head, he envisioned his 32” quads pumped to their maximum size. He pictured what they looked like after his most brutal leg workouts. With renewed energy he continued to flex and relax the massive muscles. “Come on. Pump bigger.” He repeated, commanding his quad to respond. And respond they did. Five minutes later, the ropes appeared to be loosening. Jacob raised his head to the ceiling and flexed with all his might. He let out a powerful roar as he felt his quads bloat to newfound size. He could feel his equally massive calves swell past their current 21” size. The pressure was so intense Jacob worried he might pass out but seconds later he looked down and smiled. The end of the rope near his ankle was starting to unravel. He summoned more energy and focused all his attention on his calves. He could feel their pumped up mass pressing against each other. He knew if he could pump them up bigger, they would push the ropes apart further. He imagined them growing as he flexed and un-flexed them. He imagined them dwarfing the world record calves of Erik Fankhouser, becoming bigger than his waist. He looked down as started to see his claves between the loosening ropes. Only he didn’t see his calves, he saw something far more grotesque. Jacob licked his lips at the network of freaky veins that pulsed across the small amounts of flesh he could see. As he continued to flex his calves, he could see the individual muscle fibres twitching. With one last primal scream, he flexed with more effort than even he thought he was capable of. The rope at his ankles spread apart by half a foot as his claves swelled to incomprehensible size. The burn from the muscle pump was both painful and erotic to Jacob. He was finally able to shake his legs enough to remove the rope from his calves. Jacob relaxed for a moment and stared at his monstrous calves. They had grown to well past 21” and the vascularity they displayed was truly inhuman. Never had Jacob envisioned his calves could be so pumped and massive. He could feel his cock hardening within the confines of the ropes but he refocused his attention on the larger task at hand, getting completely free. After resting for a few minutes and with his ankles and calves now free, Jacob refocused on releasing his quads. Between flexing them and wiggling his claves, the ropes continued to unravel until Jacob knees were visible. With a few grunts and awkward positioning. Jacob was able to tuck his claves under his quads. Being this compacted was not only uncomfortable for someone Jacob’s size, it was also extremely painful on his already tortured calves but eventually Jacob manoeuvred himself into a pseudo-kneeling position. Jacob readied his body and mind for his hardest challenge yet. He took a deep breath and started to flex his 32” quads. The ropes were tied so tight and his quads were already so pumped, nothing happened. He refocused his attention and tried to do the impossible, stand up. His whole body started to shake as he tried to raise his body up the beam. After five minutes of trying he had barely moved. He let out a scream and somehow summoned more power and felt his body start to rise. Within a minute, Jacob rose high enough that his ass was a few inches off the ground. He adjusted his feet and started to engage his quads. With a growl, he rose even higher. Eventually he was in a sitting position against the beam. Sweat was pouring off his body and the pressure from the ropes felt like they might crush his ribs. As Jacob caught his breath he heard the door to the gym slowly start to open. “Who’s there?” Jacob asked. Nathan stepped out of the shadow and caught his breath when he saw that Jacob was almost standing up straight. He recoiled in horror at the sight of Jacob’s outrageously massive quads and calves. Instantly his cock became hard and Jacob noticed. “Couldn’t stay away? I bet you weren’t expecting me to look like this. Well, I suggest you run along before I get completely free and tear you in half with my bare hands. In Nathan’s mind, he knew he should have turned and ran but he couldn’t look away. He needed to see Jacob’s massive body again. Before he knew it, he was moved closer to Jacob. Even Jacob looked confused as Nathan approached. Nathan fell to Jacob’s feet and raised his two trembling hands and placed them on Jacob’s extremely pumped quads. He retracted his hands instantly, never could he have imagined that muscle could feel so hard. Jacob was about to say something but Nathan placed his hands back on his legs and let out a moan. Jacob felt a tingling though his body as Nathan’s hands started to caress his quads. It was a new sensation for him. He couldn’t help but flex and relax the muscle. “So huge, so big, so powerful.” Nathan mumbled. “Are you going to untie these ropes or not?” Jacob eventually asked. Nathan stopped running his hands over the muscle and looked up at Jacob. “I should but I have a better idea.” “What’s that?” “Use these unbelievable muscles and fucking snap these huge ropes wrapped around you.” Jacob gave Nathan a confused look. “I saw what you did to that weight rack earlier, and everyone heard about last week in the cafeteria. Fuck, just look at your calves and quads, do you doubt that you can’t break free on your own?” A small smile crept across Jacob’s face. Nathan’s hand travelled down his quads and to his calves. “Fuck.” He moaned. “You like feeling all this muscle?” “It’s unbelievable. How can someone be this huge? Yes, I believe these muscles can do whatever they want. I know you’ll kill me when you get free but I don’t care. I just want to witness just how powerful you are.” Now it was Jacob’s cock turn to harder. He repositioned his legs and started to flex again. “You want to feel power? I’ll show you power.” Nathan could feel layers of muscle fibres leap into action under his hands. Jacob’s whole body began to shake as he continued to raise his body up the beam. “Yes, show me your full strength.” Jacob could only grunt as he felt his body reaching its full height. With the pressure finally off his quads he felt a wave of relief but he also couldn’t deny that feeling Nathan’s hands on his warm skin felt incredible. He moved his left leg so Nathan could wrap both hands around it. He felt his cock twitch as he felt Nathan moan in ecstasy. “You might want to stand back for this.” Jacob said. “No, I want to feel every muscle as you flex to get free. Show me just how freaky you can get.” Nathan whispered. Jacob only smiled and squared his shoulders the best he could with he tight ropes snapped around him. “You have no idea just how freaky I can be.” “Show me.” Nathan said and stood face Jacob. WIth his eyes closed, Jacob started to imagine the most extreme versions of what he was determined to become. He pictured his body inflated with so much muscle it became hard for him to even move. He imagined being so ripped and vascular he no longer looked like he had skin. Finally, his mind went to the completely incomprehensible levels of strength he wanted to achieve. He pictured himself shoulder pressing a tank when he heard the first snap. “Oh my god!” Nathan screamed at the sound. Jacob only chuckled and applied more power. His body was near convulsions, when he heard the second snap. “Worship this body.” He grunted. Not needed to be asked twice, Nathan moved closer and started to feel any exposed skin on Jacob’s body. He marvelled at the vibrations and pulsing power radiating from Jacob’s body. The snapping sound continued and more flesh was exposed. When his abs were mostly free, Nathan placed both hands on the rock-hard muscles and traced the deep striations that criss-crossed the surface. The more he touched his body, the stronger Jacob felt. Within minutes, he could feel the ropes loosening as countless snapping sounds filled the room. He looked Nathan in the eyes and started to flex his body harder. Nathan finally stepped back, sensing Jacob was going to preform his most incredible feat yet. With a loud moan, Jacob started to violently pull away from the metal beam. The ropes resisted at first but where no longer a threat to him. He knew was could get his body free but now he just want to test his full strength and show Nathan just how freaky he could be. He positioned his massive quads and started to drive all his power forward. Repeated this motion over and over until he was like a piston moving back and forth away from the beam. Sensing what he was trying to do, Nathan began to shout encouragement. “Fuck yeah! Rip that fucking beam out. Bring the whole fucking school down! No one is as massive and powerful as you are.” He shouted while tugging at his rock-hard cock. Jacob roared and felt a surge of strength course through his body. He pressed with all his might, causing his quads to expand even bigger. Finally on of the huge ropes could no longer take this much punishment and completely ripped in two. That was followed by two more ropes. Jacob continued to push his body away from the beam but became frustrated when he realized it, like him, was stronger than the ropes. WIth one final assault, the remaining ropes fell away from Jacob’s sweaty, pumped body causing him to stumble forward and land on his hands and knees. Nathan ran to him and knelt down beside the panting monster. Nathan’s hand ran up Jacob’s now-exposed arm, feeling the incredible density of this flexed tricep. “You are the most powerful person on the planet. So fucking huge.” He said Jacob sat up and looked at Nathan. “Aren’t you scared now that I’m free. Shouldn’t you run away?” “Probably but I can’t. I need to be close to your body. I want to feel every pumped inch.” He said and leaned in. His heart was pounding in his throat but he couldn’t hold himself back. He placed one hand on Jacob’s tree-trunk thick neck and started to kiss the behemoth. Jacob hesitated at first first but suddenly gave in and started to kiss Nathan back. Never in his life had he felt something so intense. He had gotten so used to getting off on the feeling of superiority and disgust the world showed him in response to his body that he never knew someone showing him affection and attraction could feel so much better. The two bodies rose and continued to kiss. Nathan ran his hands all over Jacob’s upper body. As his hands felt unfathomably large muscle group after muscle group, he let out moans of pure pleasure. Jacob too started to explore Nathan’s body. While he admired his budding musculature, Jacob couldn’t help but feel even more massive in comparison. It was Nathan that finally broke away. “Wow! I never thought I’d do that with a guy, let along someone like you.” “Me neither.”Jacob responded. Suddenly the gravity of the situation hit Nathan like a ton of bricks. Not only was he making out and worshipping Jacob, he was betraying his best friend Mark. He was also keenly aware that Jacob could decide to snap his neck with one hand for the part he played in putting him this situation in the first place. Jacob could sense a shift in Nathan’s demeanour. “You thinking of leaving?” He asked. “I-I don’t know what to do. This is all so fucked up.” Nathan said sounding panicked. “For me too.” Jacob said. “But you can’t leave just yet.” “Why not.” “Because that fucking beam is still standing.” Jacob said and walked closer to the huge metal beam. It as two feet by two feat and looked like a steel girder you’d see on a construction site. Nathan stood behind Jacob and ran his hand over his imposing trap muscles. He bit his lip as he explored their enormity. “Fuck it up Jacob.” Jacob only growls and placed his hands around the cold steel. With little effort he was able to clasp his hands together on the other side. He felt his last spread to their limit as he struggled to increase his grip on the metal beam. He was also acutely aware that Nathan’s hands were groping his flared back muscles. That sensation only egged him on. Jacob’s body tensed as every muscle flexed. He started to shake as he began to apply pressure. He could feel the edges of the metal pressing against his skin but knew it was no match for the strength of his muscles. He let out a roar as he applied more pressure, his body trembling with power. After a solid five minutes he started to become frustrated. Sensing this shift, Nathan stepped closer behind Jacob. The unmistakable feeling of his rock-hard cock against Jacob’s ass. Jacob turned his head and smiled at Nathan who only pressed harder against Jacob’s fully flexed body. “Make me cum to your power” Nathan whispered. Jacob’s body went nuclear. He let out a wall-shaking bellow and started to grip the beam with renewed intensity. It felt like the whole room was shaking when after five more minutes, the beam still hadn’t budged. Frustrated Jacob released the beam, walked over to a near by bench, picked up a 45lb weight and hurled it across the room. It slammed against the wall and snapped in half. He went searching for more items to destroy when Nathan reached out and grabbed his hand. “What! I’m not strong enough to break that beam!” “Jacob! That beam is over two feet thick and meant hold up an entire building. Besides, LOOK!” Nathan said and pointed at the beam. Jacob could not believe his eyes. There on the side of the beam was the clear indentations his mammoth pecs had left in the hard metal surface. Not only that, the side where his forearms had been wrapped were more metal metal pieces still held the shape of his muscles. Jacob walked around the metal beam and ran his hands over the dents his body had made. He looked down at his pecs a saw barely a red mark. As he felt the cold steel that had bent to his will, his hard cock became even harder. He looked up to see Nathan staring at it too. “I want to watch you become strong enough to rip this beam out with one hand. I want help you become the biggest, most muscular creature that has ever walked the earth. I’ll do anything to help you surpass even your wildest fantasies.” Nathan said. Without an invitation, Nathan approached and knelt in front of Jacob. He reached up and pulled down Jacob’s shorts, exposing his throbbing dick. Nathan gasped as it sprung free and slapped against Jacob’s granite-hard abs. With no hesitation, Nathan placed his mouth around it and started to suck long and hard. Jacob let out a loud moan as waves of pleasure flooded his system. He place his hands on his hips and flexed into a front lat spread. Nathan’s hand started to roam over Jacob’s massive body as he continued to suck his cock. Jacob alternatively started to flex and relax his quads as Nathan’s hand moved up and down their girth. They both moaned with pleasure. As Jacob flexed and Nathan worshipped and sucked, nearing orgasm. “I-I’m going to cum” Jacob moaned. Nathan placed his hands on Jacob’s calves and gave them a squeeze. Jacob reared his head back and shot his huge load into Nathan’s mouth. Nathan fought back a gag and managed to swallow the whole load. But what was more incredible was at the exact moment Jacob came, Nathan did too, without even touching himself. His whole body trembled as Jacob’s calved expanded in his hands. He released Jacob’s cock and collapsed on the floor, Jacob also lowered himself and laid beside Nathan’s panting body. “That was amazing” Jacob said. “For me too” Nathan replied. They laid on the floor of the gym for a while until they both regained enough strength to stand. Jacob retrieved his hoodie and started moving towards the door. He stopped and looked back at Nathan who suddenly looked sad and frightened. “You coming?” Jacob asked. Nathan hesitated and them suddenly broke into a huge smile. “Yeah, you’re forgiven for tying me up.” Jacob said and placed his massive arm around the much smaller Nathan. As he reached for the door, he looked at Nathan and said. “I can’t say the same for those other three assholes.”
  11. Wow! I don’t think I’d agree but I’m flattered you think so.
  12. Next chapter is up. Sorry for the wait. This took a while to set up for future chapters as well as introduce some new characters. Lots of crazy strength feats coming...enjoy! I also want to say how flattered I am by the surport this story is getting. It's been very overwhelming. Chapter 4 Mark and his buddies were an hour into their workout at the school gym after classes had ended for the day. Mark’s newfound determination was downright shocking. He attacked the weights with pure intensity, his friends were concerned he was going to hurt himself but he was pumped to his max and tipping the scale at 230lb had his confidence off the charts. He just finished an astounding six reps with a new personal best of 405lb loaded on the bench press. With barely a moment to rest, he sauntered over to the dip machine and started to cranked out rep after rep. He lost count at 30 and sweat was pouring off his body. When he finally stopped his buddy Nathan could only stare open-jawed. “Mark, look at your chest! It’s so fucking swole!” Mark looked over at his closest friend. At 215lbs, he used to worry that Nathan would catch up to his size but he was less concerned of that now. Mark hit a side chest pose and marvelled at the fullness he saw in the mirror. He turned and hit a most muscular pose and let out a moan as his pecs swelled. “Not enough.” he said and jumped back on the dip machine, not allowing Nathan to have a turn. Mark started to lower and raise his body, stopping at the top of each rep to really torture his pecs. After 20 reps, he started to slow down. Nathan stepped closer to spot him but Mark shook his head. “NO! Grab my legs!” Nathan stood and stared with a confused look on his face. “Grab my legs, pull me down!” Mark said. Still looking unsure, Nathan wrapped his hands around Marks huge 28” quads and started to add additional resistance. He felt Mark’s body shake as he started to perform more reps. He did 4 more reps before stopping again at the top of the rep. “HARDER. Use your whole body.” Mark commanded. “What?!” Nathan said. Their other two friends, Jason and Scott noticed what was going on and stopped their bench press set. Mark didn’t respond, he just started to lower his body again. Nathan tightened his grip and as Mark raised his body again, he felt his feet leave the ground. “Holy shit!” Jason said. At the top of the rep, Mark stopped again. He screamed when the pain in his pecs was almost unbearable. Again, he lowered himself and Nathan towards the ground. Nathan tucked his legs into his body so he didn’t come in contact with the floor. Mark let out another scream as he powered the two bodies weighing over 400lbs in total back up. This went on for 6 more reps before Mark’s body was shaking violently. He motioned for Nathan to let go and he let his body fall to the floor. Scott, Jason and Nathan stood over their friend with looks of concern on their faces. Mark slowly stood back up and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He grabbed the bottom of his string tank and peeled it over his head. “FUCK!” Nathan said at the sight of Mark’s naked torso. Mark hit a most muscular pose and slowly turned his body back and forth to see all the angles. He couldn’t help but notice the added thickness starting to form on his upper body. He relaxed the pose and moved towards the cable machine. He lowered the weight pins to 85lbs per stack and positioned himself for standing flys. His friends looked at each other and approached Mark. “Dude! You’re going to tear a muscle if you keep this up. There is no way you can move that weight safely.” Mark didn’t even look in their direction. Instead, he looked straight ahead and started to press the weights. His pecs were beet red verging on purple as he started to lift. He reached eight reps before tears started running down his face. Nathan stepped closer and tried to pry the cables from Mark’s hands. “Mark! Stop, you’re going to hurt yourself.” Without stopping Mark said “NO. Not stopping until I’m bigger than him.” “Than who?” “Jacob!” Mark said and slammed the weights down. “JACOB!” he screamed. “Don’t you remember what he did last week in the cafeteria? Have you not seen him strutting around the halls looking like the rules this place! He’s fucking massive! I’m not going to let him or anyone be bigger than ME!” Mark screamed. He looked manic as he paced in front of his friends. He was breathing hard and sweating profusely. “What do you mean” Jason asked. Mark walked to his gym bag and pulled out a bag of syringes. “Are those steroids?” Scott asked. “You’re damn right they’re steroids. The strongest stuff you can buy. You think I could have made these gains by myself? I don’t fucking care what it takes. I’m going to double Jacob’s size and power. I WILL BE THE BIGGEST!” Mark screamed. His friends looked at him with fear in their eyes. They always knew he was obsessed with getting bigger but they had never heard him talk like this. “That’s fucked Mark” Jason said. “Fucked?! You think being as jacked as this is fucked?” Mark said and raised his arms into a double bicep pose. What once were amateur bodybuilder sized arms now looked like the could stand toe-to-toe with the professionals. Marks lats jutted out from his back and his already massive quads looked bigger than ever. “You mean to tell me that your guys don’t want to be as big as me?” “Sure Mark, you’re the man, we all want to be as jacked as you but do you really want to get that huge? Isn’t that too big?” Nathan asked. “Too big? What the fuck does that even mean? There is no such thing as too big. Want to fucking dwarf Jacob. Hell, I want to dwarf Mr. Olympia.” Mark said. He actually felt a wave of relief as he finally admitted this to his closest friends. His friends could see Mark had made up his mind and that changing it would be futile. They took and step back and let Mark continue to torture his pecs at the cable machine. After he completed two more gruelling sets Mark finally took a break. He could see a renewed energy in his friends and was happy to see them becoming as dedicated as he was. Mark figured he could definitely get Nathan on gear without much convincing. Jason was really starting to show impressive gains too. Just a few weeks ago he reached 200lbs. He was by far the most ripped of the group and the others often marvelled at the network of veins that snaked down his biceps and forearms whether he was trying to show them or not. Scott was the last of them to really get serious about training but in the last six months he had started to make some serious gains. Mark was confident he would crack 200lbs very soon. As Jason was starting his second set, they heard the door tot he gym open. They stopped and looked at the huge, dark figure standing in the dark entrance. Jacob’s took a few slow steps into the gym. He was wearing a comically over-sized hoodie that still couldn’t hide his outrageous proportions. “Since when did the chess club lift weights?” He said with a cocky smirk on his face. “Fuck you asshole!” Mark shouted and stepped towards Jacob. His pumped upper body still shirtless and glistening with sweat. “Woah, sorry big guy, didn’t mean to upset you.” Jacob said sarcastically. “I just wanted to check out the gym. I heard it was pretty well-equipped but this looks like a fucking Curves gym for housewives. No wonder you guys look so scrawny, you don’t have any real weight here.” The group of guys shot daggers at Jacob as he walked around the room, giving the different equipment looks of disgust and amusement. Mark’s face was red with anger. As Jacob moved around the room, he could see from the different weight setups that the group had been working chest. He moved towards the bench press that was still loaded with three 45lb plates per side from Jason’s last set. Jacob ran his hand over the 315lb bar. “Is this what you are using to tone your little pecs?” He asked. “Too bad I trained chest yesterday, and I mean a real workout.” Mark took a step forward but stopped dead in his tracks. Jacob had stepped behind the bar and wrapped his huge hands around the bar. Without any hesitation, hoisted it off the rack and started to curl the weight. As he cranked out prefect reps he looked at the group of guys and said “I guess my biceps need a workout now.” At 20 reps, Jacob dropped the weight back on the bench. His baggy hoodie was stretched around his biceps. The guys could see veins through the thick fabric. He walked towards the group that were still standing near the cable machine, adjusted the handles so they were closer to the floor and dropped the pins to the bottom the weight stacks. He reset the pins with 150lbs on each side. “Not bad for a warm up.” He said and stepped forward. With a groan from the heavily loaded cables he moved his arms into a double bicep pose. Even through his weather, the group could see his enormous biceps explode in size. With little effort, he started to straighten and flex his biceps. The huge stacked of weights move up and down like pistons. After 30 reps Jacob stopped at the stop of the rep, his biceps rising well past his head. “Don’t worry guys, you keep it up and I’m sure you’ll be moving weights like in no time.” He said with a chuckle and started to perform more reps. “ENOUGH!” Mark screamed. “Get the fuck out of here or I’ll fucking make you.” “Woah! Relax man.” Jacob said and dropped the cables, causing the weight stacks to come crashing down. Mark stepped close to Jacob, placed his hands on Jacob’s shoulder and gave him a hard shove but Jacob didn’t move at all. It was like pushing on a brick wall. “He dude. You better calm down before you start to piss me off.” Jacob said. “You think you scare me man? You might be a little bigger than me but I’ll fucking kick the shit out of you.” Mark yelled. “A little bigger! Are you fucking blind.” Jacob said and took a step back. With one fluid motion, he stripped his hoodie off and revealed his naked torso to the group. Without even flexing he suddenly made the newly steroid pumped Mark look tiny. Jason, Scott and Nathan couldn’t help but stare in awe of Jacob’s incredible body. “Yeah, get a good look guys. THIS is what real muscle looks like.” Jacob said and lifted his pumped biceps and slowly hit a double bicep pose. His 22” solidified and his equally bloated forearms looked like two bowling pins covered is a sickening network of veins. Jacob slowly rotated his right fist which caused his bicep to convulse and contort as it changed shape. “Pretty fucking gross right? Imagine when these are 24”. That will be pretty fucking nasty don’t you think?” Jacob dropped the pose and walked away from the group. He stopped at the rack of dumbbells surveyed the selection. “80lb max! Fuck that weak ass shit.” He said and turned to face the group. “How the fuck do you even get a pump in here?” “Shut up!” Nathan yelled. Jacob waddled over to Nathan who suddenly had a look of fear in his eyes. “Tell you what. You curl those 80lb dumbbells more than once and I’ll never step foot in this gym again. BUT, if you can’t perform at lease two reps, you have to lick the sweat off these massive arms.” He said and flexed his right arm right in Nathan’s face just to emphasize his point. Nathan swallowed hard and gave Mark a worried glance. He timidly walked to the dumbbells and grabbed the 80lb weights. Before he started to curl them, it was obvious they felt heavy in his grasp. Nathan had only ever maxed out with the 50lbs dumbbells but he knew he had to try. “You got this Nathan!” Mark yelled, trying to give Nathan some encouragement. Nathan adjusted his feet and started to curl the weights. Instantly his face contorted with effort. The veins on his forearms exploded and his whole body went stiff. His cheeks puffed out and his left arm slowly started to move. He let out a load scream as he reached the top of the rep. He let his arm fall as he started to curl with his right arm. By the time he reached the top of the curl, sweat was dripping from his forehead. He replanted his feet and started to curl with his left arm again. The weight rose until it was level with his chest but stopped. Nathan’s eyes went wide as he realized he couldn’t move the weight any higher. He dropped the weights on the ground and looked towards Mark with look of fear and defeat in his eyes. Jacob approached Nathan while clapping his hands loudly. “So close man. I really thought you were going to make it.” He said and placed a hand on Nathan’s shoulder. “Time to pay your debt.” He said. Nathan looked terrified and humiliated as Jacob raised his left arm and flexed. “Start licking.” Nathan hesitated and Jacob stepped closer. “Start licking or this huge bicep will be the last thing you ever see.” Nathan was shaking like a leaf and slowly leaned in. Just as he was about to make contact with Jacob’s arm, he stopped flexing and took a step away. “HA. You actually thought I was going to let you touch this muscle?” Jacob said and laughed. “Besides, I don’t think I’m done pumping them yet.” Jacob bent down and picked up the weights. Relief washed over Nathan’s face. Jacob walked back to the rack of dumbbells and slammed the two 80lb weights back in place. “Too bad this is all the weights you have but I guess they will have to do.” The group assumed Jacob was about to start curling the 80lb weights just to further humiliate Nathan but what he did instead was far more incredible. Jacob walked to the centre of the rack, bent down and gripped the metal rack with both hands. With a grunt he tried to stand up straight. There was a rattling of metal dumbbells but the rack didn’t move. “What a douche.” Mark said to the others, sensing Jacob was all talk. Jacob looked towards the group of guys, squatted back down and without breaking his stare, stood back up, this time the weight rack came with him. He reached his full height and held the massive rack level with his waist. His 22” arms inflated in size as countless veins crept to the surface of his skin. The group of guys could only stare at what they were witnessing. “Had to adjust my grip.” Jacob said without any effort in his voice. He glanced past the group to focus on his reflection in the mirror behind them. Slowly he started to curl the rack and all the weights it contained. The metal rattled loudly as he reached the top of the rep. He lowered the weight and when his arms were once again visible they looked like something completely alien. Mark and his friends could see Jacob’s biceps visibly growing. After his second rep, there was barely amy separation between his forearms and biceps, both muscle groups had combined to a singular bundle of pure muscle. Jacob looked down and marvelled at the sight. Even he was surprised by the grotesque display of muscle he was seeing. He refocused his attention on the group of guys and decided to offer them their final humiliation and started to curl the rack faster. At five reps, he was not showing any signs of slowly. “Look at this POWER! Mr. Olympia couldn’t even do this. Check out those nasty veins running all over these arms. Have you even seen anything this insane?” To further empathize his dominance, Jacob flexed his entire upper body with each rep. In the mirror he saw his pecs, traps, lats and shoulders inflate. He looked at the group and saw Jason cover his crotch. “YEAH! Look at all this MASSIVE MUSCLE!” He yelled. Nathan looked like he might pass out while Scott’s cock was clearly tented in his shorts. Mark was the only one that managed to maintain his composure. It was at that moment Jacob decided to really freak these kids out. He reached the top of his either rep and gave the rack a violent shake. The loose dumbbells fell to the floor around him. They crashed so loudly, every kid jumped. Still holding the thick metal rack in his hands, Jacob pressed it over his head. He held it over his head to ensure everyone got a good view of his flared lats and enormous shoulders. With a slight adjustment of his grip, Jacob lowered the rack behind his head. It stopped at his traps and Jacob moved his arms so they hung on either side. “I doubt any of you guys could lift this empty weight rack, let alone, press it over your head and support it on your traps and shoulders like this.” They guys just stared, not knowing what Jacob was planning next. Fortunately they didn’t have to wait long. Before their eyes, Jacob’s body began to flex. Every muscle solidified and grew until Jacob was almost unrecognizable. The group could not deny nor ignore that Jacob was the superior being. Never had they witnessed so much muscle in real life. As they stared in awe of the full body flex Jacob was performing, they were unable to control their erections. All four of their cocks were clearly visible which only spurred Jacob on. He gripped the metal rack with each hand and started to flex harder. At first nothing happened but suddenly there was a metal groan filling the room. “NO” Screamed Scott. The metal scream increased as the boys started to see the metal bend around Jacob’s neck. The strain was evident on his face but he continued to apply more pressure. Seconds later the rack was bent 10 degrees more and Jacob was finally able to engage his pecs which responded in kind to become something completely inhuman. A wave of deep striations cut across their surface, starting at the bottom and moving upwards. The newly inflated mass swelled to triple its former size. The dense chest meat physically pushed Jacob’s head higher as it came in contact with his chin. With a primal growl, Jacob flexed his entire body once more and the metal rack bend so far the ends were only a few feet apart. Jacob hoisted the battered metal off his shoulders and let if fall at his feet. He squared his massive shoulders and placed his hands on his hips. He was breathing heavy and sweating profusely. The group could no longer control themselves. The sight of Jacob’s fully pumped, incomprehensibly strong body was finally too much for all of them. Collectively wet spots formed on each of their crotches. Jacob could not help but reach down to feel his own hard cock as he revelled in the effect he has simultaneously caused. As Mark recovered his senses, rage filled his entire body. He was overcome not only by unexplained lust but also by the humiliation Jacob had just orchestrated. Without thinking, he bent down and picked up a 35lb plate and swung it towards Jacob’s head. A load thud filled the entire gym as the metal plate made contact with Jacob’s jaw. His massive body reeled backwards but he managed to remain standing. “You little piece of SHIT!” He yelled and stepped towards Mark who still held the weight. As he approached, Mark used all his strength and swung the weight again. The sound of it hitting Jacob directly in his temple was truly sickening. Jacob’s body crumbled to the ground and lay motionless on the ground. “What the FUCK Mark!” Jason yelled. Scott placed his hands over his mouth stifle a scream as Nathan ran up to Mark and grabbed the weight from his hand. Mark snapped out of his rage and realized what he just did. Panic shot through his body. “Oh shit! Oh shit!” He said and started to pace around Jacob’s unconscious body. “Let get out of here!” Nathan yelled. “Yeah! Cone on Mark. Let’s bolt before someone sees us here.” Scott said. Mark turned to leave as the other guys followed. Then suddenly, he stopped. “No.” The three guys stopped and turned to face Mark with blank stares on their faces. Mark had a calm, determined look on his face. It was unsettling to his friends. “I’m not going to just forget about what that piece of shit freak just did to use..” Mark was fuming. His whole body was tense and his pumped muscles swelled even bigger. “Mark! What are you talking about?” “We have him right where we want him. Look at him, he’s totally knocked out. He needs to be taught a lesson.” The guys looked freaked out but they trusted Mark and quite frankly, were becoming a little scared of what wold happen if they disobeyed him. “Jason, find something to lock the doors. Scott and Nathan, help me find something to tie Jacob up with.” Mark commanded. Minutes later Nathan came back with the thick ropes used in gym class to test kid’s climbing skills. They were easily six inches around and weighed several hundred pounds. Nathan was out of breath once he had dragged them across the room. Scott and Mark pulled Jacob’s body towards one of the support beams that divided the gym in two. They shared a shocked look when the felt the incredible density of Jacob’s body. They visibly struggled to move him no more than twenty feet. The group worked together and within a few minutes, had Jacob bound with the huge ropes. He was tied in a sitting position with his legs legs wrapped in the ropes. His head hung to the left and hadn’t moved at all.
  13. Hell yeah! That's exactly what I had in mind. Great find!
  14. This is more of a filler chapter but gives you more insight to the primal nature of Jacob's desire to be the biggest, most powerful freak on the planet. Enjoy! Chapter 3 Mark tossed his gym bag on the floor and collapsed on his bed, glad to be alone in the safety of his room. The stories he had heard all afternoon about the new kid and his sickening display of muscle and strength had taken their toll. Mark had put on a brave face and tried to remain unimpressed around his buddies but now in the privacy of his room, he felt his emotions taking over. He glanced around his room where he had build a shrine to the one thing that he really cared about, bodybuilding. Posters of his favourite professional bodybuilders covered the walls, numerous supplement containers littered the floor and various exercise equipment cluttered up the space. He stood up, stripped off his sweat-soaked t-shirt and looked at himself in the mirror. Standing 5’10” and weighing 223lbs, Mark was an impressive specimen. He was planning on competing in the state bodybuilding show later in the year and was focused not only on winning the teen category but also claiming the overall award. His body was incredibly well-proportioned with his best feature being his impressive quads and calves. Measuring 28” and 18” respectively, Mark knew he could go toe-to-toe with many of the pros. Normally after an intense workout, he would hit pose after pose in this mirror until he could barely move. The stains on the lower part of the mirror were leftover evidence of the many times his post-workout posing sessions had ended with a satisfying orgasm. Today was different. Mark starred at his reflection and didn’t feel the same confidence he normally experienced. In his mind, the graphic stories of Jacob’s massive body and inhuman strength ran through his mind on a constant loop. Initially, Mark’s confidence was shaken. He couldn’t fathom how someone his own age cold be so huge and powerful. Suddenly anger started to bubble up inside Mark. He had worked way too hard to let some new freak steal his glory. He sat down on his bed and pulled out his phone. He hesitated for a moment before typing a text and hitting send. His heart was pounding as he immediately saw a response being composed. “You sure?” It read. Mark replied as fast as he could “Fuck yeah I am. I want the good stuff, double to dose.” He texted back. “Ok dude. I’ll let you know when I get a new supply. I just hope you know what you are doing.” Was the response. Mark tossed the phone down and glanced at his refection once again. “I know exactly what I’m doing. I’m going to grow so FUCKING massive that Jacob will piss himself at the sight of me.” he said and went online to see just how powerful the new steroids he ordered were. --- After his logic-defying show of power at school, he was too amped up to stick around for his afternoon classes. He practically ran home to start lifting. He knew if anyone could have done what he did at school they’d be too spent to even move but it only made Jacob more energized. Jacob entered is garage gym and wasted no time loading weights and pumping his already freaky muscles even bigger. His shoulders were still burning from the torture the table full of students had inflicted on them but Jacob wanted them to burn more. He loaded the bar with two 45lbs on each side and started to crank out rep after rep. He lost count at 45 reps and after five solid minutes dropped the weight and added another 45lb plate to each side. With no effort, he hoisted it back up and started to perform more shoulder presses. After another five minutes of non-stop reps he was screaming in pain and his shoulders felt like they were being stabbed with knives. Dropping the massive weight, Jacob squared his shoulders and looked at his refection in the mirror. Even he was shocked at the sight. His shoulders looked like they had tripled in size. They jutted out from his body like two over-inflated beachballs. Deep striations clearly defined each muscle group and garden hose thick veins covered every inch. “Need more pain.” Jacob mumbled and walked to the impressive rack of dumbbells lining the back wall of the garage. He bend down and grabbed two 80lb weights and turned to face himself in the mirror. With barely a grunt, he started to perform lateral raises with perfect form. Jacob performed each rep at a slow and deliberate pace. The pain in his shoulders was almost unbearable but Jacob knew that was the only way he would grow. His brain was wired to feed off the pain, his whole body craved punishment only heavy weights could inflict. After 25 reps, Jacob was in agony. He stomped his foot as he raised the dumbbells for the 26th time. At the top of the rep Jacob stopped the weights and held his arms perfectly parallel to the floor. His eyes focused on the bulging shoulder muscles that rose higher than his head. The view of his massive body would have caused the most hardcore bodybuilder to recoil in horror but to Jacob, it was the most incredible sight imaginable. After holding the weights for close to 30 seconds Jacob could feel his shoulders trying to give out. “NO! DON’T STOP!” he screamed at his refection and managed to raise the weights back to their parallel position. At the one minute mark, Jacob’s entire body was shaking but he held the weights steady. After two minute, Jacob’s legs gave out and he lowered himself to a kneeling position while incredibly, keeping the weights parallel. He was screaming in agony and tears were streaming down his face. “ARGH! I NEED TO BE THE BIGGEST, THE STRONGEST, THE FREAKIEST!” He yelled at his reflection. After two more minutes, Jacob’s shoulders had never looked so massive. Even held out-stretched they didn’t resemble a human appendage any longer. They were grotesquely deformed and dwarfed the young kid’s head. With one final wall-shaking roar, Jacob let the weights fall as he collapsed on the floor in a puddle of sweat and tears. Jacob lay on the floor panting and moaning in pain for close to five minutes before slowly standing back up. His shoulders had regained some semblance of normalcy but still looked pumped to unreal proportions. He tried to raise his left arm but the pain was too intense to even flex. His right hand grazed his stiff cock but he stopped himself from fully grasping it. As horny as he was, he wasn’t done with his workout yet. He recovered enough to continue to perform an onslaught on his already destroyed shoulders. He worked his rear delts with cables, his front delts with front lateral raises and did some single arm dumbbell presses. While the poundages he used would cripple most veteran lifters, his body was used to such abuse and managed to withstand the assault. It was close to three hours after he started lifting that Jacob was nearing the end of his workout. For his final exercise, Jacob grabbed an empty olympic bar and moved towards the squat rack. Just holding the empty bar sent waves of pain through his shoulders. He placed the bar on the support racks and started to add 45lb plates. When there were six plates per side, Jacob positioned himself behind the weight. He starred at his swollen refection and felt his cock thicken in response. He looked more pumped than he had even been but it still wasn’t enough. He refocused his attention and gripped the bar loaded with 585lbs and started to crank out shrugs. Pain ripped through his shoulders as his humongous traps worked to compensate. Jacob’s thick 19” neck swelled well past his jaw and thick veins cascaded down it’s girth and snaked across his bloated pecs. His titanic traps rose with each rep until Jacob could feel them touching his earlobes. Each individual muscle fibre exploded with power until they resembled industrial cables used to hold up bridges. Rep after rep caused his traps to flex and contract, growing bigger with each movement. Jacob could feel the increased pressure on either side of his head and it caused his cock to get even harder. At rep 20 he heard a rip when his shorts finally gave up trying to contain his quads and blood-engorged dick. The destroyed fabric fell to the floor and drops of pre-cum trickled down his mammoth quads. At 30 reps Jacob screamed ordered at his nearly exhausted muscles. “GROW! GROW! GROW! DONT’T STOP! NOT BIG ENOUGH!” At 40 reps Jacob’s rhythm slowed but he continued to hoist the heavy bar. There was barely any definition between his shoulders, traps and neck as each muscle was so pumped they looked like one giant pile of beef. It looked like Jacob had an entire person slung over his shoulders. Just when Jacob felt his hand strength about to give out which would cause the bar to fall, he stopped moving the weight and stood as straight as he could. He starred at his face in the mirror and barely recognized himself. His eyes are wild and his face was distorted with effort and pain. “ONE MORE SHOW!” He screamed and did something truly incredible. With one violent jerking motion that would have dislocated most people’s shoulders, Jacob heaved the 585lb bar up and slammed it down on his waiting shoulders. The movement caused an incredible jolt of pain but Jacob held onto the weight. After repositioning his feet under the massive weight, Jacob started to lift the weight over his head. His whole body trembled as the bar rose. Once his arms were completely straight, Jacob lowered the bar again. The pain in his shoulders and traps was so intense Jacob felt like he might pass out but one look in the mirror brought he back. Even he was shocked by the sight. His whole body had mutated into nothing but a wall of pulsing muscle. With one more inhuman effort, he raised the bar for a second time. As the weight rose past his eye line, a hot stream of cum splashed all over the mirror. The orgasm was so intense, Jacob almost dropped the weight but he was determined to finish his rep. Seconds later the weight was once again held directly overhead. “THAT’S WHAT FREAKY LOOKS LIKE!” He screamed before letting the bar come crashing down. Several of the 45lb plates fell off and one even slammed into his shin but Jacob was too exhausted to notice. He fell to his knees and then collapsed on the floor. His workout was over.
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