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  1. He could feel his partner pound away as he maintained his position. Soon the thrusts became more and more frantic until with one powerful push that nearly toppled him he could feel it flooding into his body. His stomach that was so narrow that it defied the expectations for the size of the rest of him started to expand outward as more and more cum kept making its way into him. Just as his stomach has transitioned from a marvel of shredded marble to a painfully bloated gut he began to feel warmth spread over his body. Soon his gut began to rescind back into its previous tight and diamond hard shape as his body began to absorb with abandon the deluge of semen that was beginning yet another round of growth. It hurt. It hurt more than he cared to admit but he wanted more, more than even the nigh endless reservoir of his partner could give him. He would take it all though and didn’t care how disgustingly monstrous it made him, he just knew it would never be enough.
  2. Coach was happy with my performance and wanted to have a photo shoot of me to show off his work, he told me he had everything set up but I should have been worried about the look he had in his eyes. The day of the shoot I showed up in a pair of stretchy shorts and a tank top that I filled out pretty fucking well in my opinion. I got into the locker room to put up my gym bag when coach took me to the side and told me he had some new supplemented he wanted me to use before the shoot to “Bring the best package to show off.” He’d occasionally tweak my cycle or have something new, and typically very potent, to add what I’m taking so I was used to this as well as dropping my shorts a bit so he could go ahead and inject me with what ever miracle drug or gear he had. Perhaps I put more trust in the man than I should have… We headed out into the gym which was cleared for the photo shoot and I followed instructions from the photographer, going from pose to pose and position to position, but I started to feel warm and my skin flush as I leaned back on some equipment while I had my hands on my hips. I could feel my tank top and shorts get significantly tighter. Being the professional I am I did my best to ignore this but the feelings didn’t pass, in fact my skin felt like I was standing under a midday summer’s sun and I began to sweat profusely. Coach noticed how dishelved I looked but also had a worrying smile as he said told the photographer to take a break and told me to “Take ten”. I thought he meant to go and get some water or cool down but he opened his hand to show he meant it literally, he had ten small pills in his hand and despite my best judgment I did as instructed. My biceps bunched up into a mass larger than a softball as I popped the pills into my mouth and took a swig of water from a water bottle he had. I was just about to stare in amazement at my recent changes or took full stock of myself I felt coach roughly turn me around and shepard me back to the gym floor to resume the shoot. “Knock em dead you meat balloon.” He said as he slapped my ass and pushed me back to the equipment I was leaning on. My thighs rub more and more as my gait turned into a highly exaggerated waddle while I resumed my previous position. I leaned back as instructed and could no longer look down as my chest completely eclipsed my vision and prevented any attempts to do so. As the photographer kept taking photos I could feel my shorts and tank hitting critical mass as, slowly, stitch by stich I could feel air on my skin as more of it was exposed to the air conditioning through ever larger holes being opened by my swelling form. I was too entranced with what was happening and how it was feeling to ask coach what the fuck he gave me…in fact I was getting a little too into how the growth felt. My dick was responded in kind as it snaked it’s way across the side of massively thick thighs leaving a wet trail the entire time as I felt the precut flowing like an open faucet. Just as my tank top split in half I felt my dick twitch and lurch upwards which was enough to tear my near thread bare shorts off of me and throw them onto the ground a few feet away. “Coach, what the fuck did you do to me?” I asked the man as I let out an involuntary moan. He laughed and with a smile said “You always wanted to live up to your potential and I’m just making you the meat balloon you always wanted to be bud.” He empathized balloon when he said it and I couldn’t argue with him as I continued swell as if connected to a tank of helium. “God damn it man! Make it…make it…oh GOD!” I yelled as I grew too big for the gym equipment which began to groan in protest of my weight. My dick grew past the horizon of my chest and entered my vision as it throbbed higher and thicker with every heart beat, then with out warning it turned rigid harder than diamond and began spewing cum like rain on everything within 10 feet of me with a ferocity like a busted water main. I tried to reach for it to stop or aid it, undecided in the moment which I wanted more, but I couldn’t reach as my chest and arms had grown so thick I could barely move them at all let alone to grab my violently cumming cock. My movements and shuddering from the one man made flood I was producing was too much for the equipment I was resting on as it broke and I feel to the floor with a thud that jostled every weight and piece of equipment in the gym. Yet still I kept cumming and growing now unable to move at all, only able to flex and shudder with every shot, with no end in sight. During all of this I could hear the snapping noise as the photographer kept taking photo after photo of me as I was cumming and growing into the freak of nature coach wanted me to be…and that I had to admit to myself I wanted too. I was able to look over at the man who had a shit eating grin as he was taping me with his phone the entire time saying out loud “Fucking meat balloon. You can be one too, just look at how fucking happy this freak is.” His words angered me a little but only made me cum harder since he was right. I wasn’t just happy, I was fucking loving this and I never wanted it to stop.
  3. Just one last part of the story and it'll be done, minus editing as well I mean. Enjoy as I work on what is left which will hopefully be uploaded tomorrow.
  4. Alternate title: The pump is life! The pump is...too much? The story isn’t done but I’m posting what I have for those guys that expressed interest in it, I’ll be finishing and editing it over the next day or two. Feedback is welcome. “Congratulations Max! You’ve been chosen, as you are required to do as per section 4 paragraph 3 of your sponsorship contract, to test one of the many fine products we make here at Unbound Beast! Project Pump Unbound is sure to lead to great things during your workouts and will leave with a pump like no other while giving you the energy to push yourself to levels you’ve never knew you could attain. Satisfaction? Guaranteed! Ensure you follow directions EXACTLY as laid out to give you the best results possible and relay your experiences back to the company ASAP. “ Yadda, yadda, yadda. The letter that came with the package goes on for some more self aggrandizing bullshit about the company. For a supplement company they really have their heads deep up their own asses. Don’t get me wrong, I am thankful they sponsored me and love what their “100% legal over the counter supplements” (and the not so legal ones they give people like me they sponsor) but I have to admit they worry me at times. Not just the completely soulless nature they do things but the fact, for all they hype them up, the men they sponsor and spend so much time and money on all seem to...quietly just disappear. At the same time though I do love the results I’ve been getting, the attention, money, and the chance at getting on the Olympia stage so if some shady shit is going on I don’t care so long as I get my due. With their help I’ve gone from an up and coming heavyweight bodybuilder tipping the scale at a, relatively, meager 253lbs while juiced to the gills to a rather staggering 328lbs, with a pro card now I might add, in a matter of a few short months. Thank fucking god that I’m over 6’ because the muscle just keeps packing on with no end in sight and I’d start to worry if I was any shorter about being able to get around properly. I mean at least this time they decided to have me act as a guinea pig on a preworkout of all things. I’d love to get to a nice even 350lbs with their help, so I can truly put the fear of ME into people at the gym and on stage, but it is starting to get a bit out of control. Whatever. Who the fuck actually needs clothes that aren’t painted onto every part of your body or to be able to fit in doorways...or cars...or plane seats without some severe discomfort for everyone involved? I sure as fucking hell don’t! I love this shit. I live for this shit. Unbound Beast can make me into a freak of nature but it’s my choice to stay one. So let’s see what this new toy they just sent to me on a silver platter can really fucking do. I put on my favorite pair of tights, spandex shirt, and high tops before grabbing my shit and a shaker full of this special “Project Pump Unbound” before getting into my truck and speeding my way to the gym like a child anxious for the arrival of Santa. I couldn’t hold in my excitement as I down the bitter and tangy preworkout the moment I saw the gym on the horizon. By the time I got out of my truck, which very visibly lurched as I stepped out of it, I could feel it start working. I swear the veins on my arms and what you could see all across my legs through my tights were pulsating with every heart beat as the supplement made its way throughout my body. I swaggered toward the gym with full confidence that this workout was going to be fucking legendary. Every step I could feel my arms bounce off my lats as they made contact, my quads grazing each other all the way down my knees, and my calves flexing into thick balls of pure sex and power with every step as I waddled through the front door. So single minded was desire for self worship through steel that I brushed past the front desk with the attendant looked at with a mix of annoyance and recognition. Not a single person at this gym did not know who I was or just how much of a muscled freak I’ve become over the last few months. Despite my best efforts people were intimidated of me and gave me a wide berth, I admit it bothers me that they feel this way even when I go out of my way to be friendly and approachable but you know? Tonight. Tonight it suits me just fucking fine. I’m on a mission to test this little prototype drug of UBI’s and I won’t be done until I’ve pumped every single muscle to the fucking max, time to stress test this shit. I made my way to the weight room floor stopping at the threshold to survey my kingdom, my temple of iron dedicated to the exultation of power, muscle, and personal dominance. I couldn’t help myself as I adjusted my inordinately sizes bulge as my dick too decided to begin its own praise of what as to come. One major thing I will give Unbound’s products, I don’t have to worry about my balls withering to nothing like I had to on hear despite my body hosting a chem lab’s worth of chemicals. With purpose I made my way to the nearest unoccupied treadmill to start a quick warm scaring a man I’d seen numerous times before at the gym. There was a spring in my step as I began a light jog which I couldn’t tell if it was due to the preworkout or my anticipation. I looked around the gym floor curious to see who was here tonight as I noticed that the man on the treadmill next to me was blatantly eye fucking me as I ran, the only noise that could be heard were my thundering footfalls that echoed through out the entire room and his hard breathing as he leered at my form. I laughed to myself and stared directly into his eyes which finally broke him from his trance, he blushed and turned forward again but stumbled off his treadmill and onto his ass on the ground. Immediately j stopped my jog and allowed the treadmill to deposit me on the ground next to him with a resounding THUD. He had a combination of surprise, hurt pride, and embarrassment on his face as I bent down to help him back onto his feet. Only then did I notice the respectably large tent in his shorts that was twitching with need as he looked at me. Defiantly he ignored my hand and scrambled into the locker room blushing so hard his face darkened several hues redder. I chuckled to myself about the situation while feeling sorry for kid’s predicament. I gathered my things, readjusted my dick again which was having a mind of its own since I drank that preworkout, and headed over to an open bench press. I put a plate on each side to begin warming up my chest, quickly busting out 20 reps to really get the blood flowing for a weight that is otherwise completely insignificant to me. As I sat back up I caught a quick glance of myself in the mirror. I could see my chest visibly swell just a little bit larger with every breath after this single set. Oh. Hell. Fucking. “YES!” I startled two guys next to me in the middle of their set with my outburst. I thought to myself now that I have their attention I may as well request they help my make the most of this. “Hey. Can you two do me a solid? Put on another 45lb plate when I tell you to, I want to bust out a quick pyramid set.” They glanced at each other before quickly nodding. I laid back down under the bar as they put another plate on each side of the bar for me and again I repped out a quick 20 reps with little exertion on my part. “Another!” A plate was added and 20 more reps went by. “Another!!” 20 more reps. “Another!!!” 20 again. “ANOTHER!!!” I finally slowed down but not due to fatigue or exhaustion, in fact I’d never felt so good, I slowly…slowly lowered the bar down to my chest taking my sweet time to burst back up with enough force to surprise my two helpers into taking a step back. I did this again, and again, and again until yet another twenty reps had passed with my brow finally starting to sweat from the show the combination of personal and chemically enhanced strength. I was spellbound as I went through the motions. Any pain or ache I’ve ever had no matter how minor was dispelled as if it was never there, I was like a conduit of human prowess made manifest as I started to scare even myself with what this drug was doing for me yet my only thought was “MORE!” With a jarring sound of metal on metal I racked the weights before muttering my thanks to the two slack jawed men that helped me. Keeping my head down so I could surprise myself with the results I made my way to cable area. Immediately I began to belt out rep after rep of cable crossovers, lateral raises, reverse later raises, pull ups, wide grip pulldowns, curls, pushdowns, and anything at all that could be done for my upper body in quick succession. The only time to sound of weight hitting weight as I acted like a demon possessed was when I changed the weight or exercises, I began to draw the attention of nearly everyone on the gym floor but I didn’t care. Well over an hour passed before I finally stopped to look at the results at which point I now knew why everyone was staring at me. My compression shirt was so tight across my hulking form that it looked like I had stolen a shirt belonging to a small child. I gingerly flexed one of my arms in the mirror as they were so bloated with blood and brawn that it became a feat to even do that much. What had once been about the size of my head now completely eclipsed it. My forearms were so thick and riddled with veins completely engorged with blood that it fought with my biceps for space as I flexed my arm. Quietly a sound of threads tearing as they futilely fought against my lat that stuck out like a wing belonging on a beast from legend. I gasped at the sight and accidentally began to choke myself as my chest puffed up like parade float balloon. Unable to help myself lowered my arm and began to flex my chest, making my pecs dance and put on a show for anyone watching, which at this point was so densely packed with muscle that they may as well make a Z cup size just for me. My shoulders made my shirt like I was smuggling two basketballs that both lead to a mountainous peak which lead to the bottom of my skull rendering me truly neck-less, the only thing ruining this image was my legs that had until now escaped my attention. Swiftly I made my way a leg press and the seated calf machine loading them both with as much weight as they could hold. I want to make sure I don’t neglect a single part of my body so long as this preworkout is in my system but I wanted to do something special for my own amusement and curiosity. With both haste and control I jumped back and forth between the two machines only allowing my increasingly pumped calves time to rest as I walked from one to another. Rep after rep, set after set, I pounded the bastards into compliance like a blacksmith at a forge attacking them at every angle for over half an hour until the pump was so fucking painful I could not take another step and sat down next to a squat rack. As my breath was so ragged it came out in bellows I began to laugh madly at the pain just completely fucking reveling in it. Delicately I stood up, my movements awkward, as I began to pile on plate after plate on the squat rack to finish my calves off completely. Flippantly I tossed another two plates onto the ground for me to stand on as I fought through the pain and the excruciatingly over pumped muscles to begin a standing calf raises using a weight that would have blown even my own squat one rep max out of the water. With every repped they bulged out wider, another vein appeared, and the pain from both the exertion and pump only got worse. Victoriously I slammed the bar back onto the squat rack after set after nonstop set to see what I had accomplished. Immediately I got hard, painfully so. Defiantly they ignored my commands to flex only responding with pain and a tightness that distended my overburdened skin but eventually my calves relented. So overloaded with muscle were they that my stance was forced into an inverse of a cowboy, the size ratio between my calves and upper legs were reverse making me look truly ridiculous but yet, to me, only aroused me further as a large wet spot began to form on the railroad spike bulge jutting from my groin. I got under the bar one last time as I had one last area that demanded my attention. With perfect form I squatted…and squatted…and squatted, the entire time my tights were being pulled forward by my dick which was no less turgid than when I started. Every ascent I was welcomed to my quads bloating up just a bit more, every descent I could feel my hamstrings flex and swell further as my ass bulged even more. Soon my calves were met and then exceeded by the size of my upper legs as they took their rightful place as the reigning monstrosity they were always meant to be. I only stopped when I could no longer push my feet outward to accommodate the muscle just take up every millimeter of possible space on my legs. Awkwardly I racked the weight and waddled out to see what I had made of myself. No doubt came to my mind that while my calves here half again as large as my legs used to be my legs were now half again larger than that; and to both my delight and surprised the pump I had worked so hard for on my upper body hadn’t diminished…in fact if anything it looked like it bloated up even more. I began to go through my pose routine laughing to myself every time I felt stitching on my tights or compression shirt rip and tear or when I wasn’t able to fully complete a pose either due to the pump or the staggering, almost bordering on offensive to the eye, size of my body. Winded from a long, grueling, and fruitful workout I stopped posing and grabbed my gym bag as I made my way to the locker room. Thoughts of how hard it was getting to move or that maybe I overdid it crept up to the forefront of my mind but I had little choice but to try and not think about it as I awkwardly waddled into the locker room, every step more of a challenge than the last. Unceremoniously I dropped my bag in a corner and began to flail around in vain while I attempted to pull off my clothes. I sighed in a mixture of defeat and worry as I heard someone enter the locker room behind me. Very stiffly I turned around as I heard someone begin to speak. “Look man I’m sorry about earlier, it’s just that you just a…fucking beast and I couldn’t help but stare at you.” It was the man earlier from the treadmill. He was looking down at his feet clearly too embarrassed to look me in the eye from his fall earlier. He began to look up as he continued. “I mean I’m sure you’re used to it and all but I know it’s rude as hell to stare at people but I just wanted to say…HOLY FUCK WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?” I quickly raised a finger to my mouth, or tried to at least I should say. My arms were too swollen from whatever the fuck this preworkout is doing to me that it was just an impossible task at this point. “Hey!” I barked at him. “Lower your voice damn it and apology accepted but can you do me a solid here?” He flinched slightly at my outburst and looked at me inquisitively. “I uh…sorta over did it…can you help me take my clothes off?” Immediately he began to give me a look as if he was wondering if this was a trick and simultaneously praying to whatever god that it wasn’t. “I swear to Christ I’m not fucking with you or coming on to you but I seriously need to take a cold shower and cool down but I really fucking overdid it in the gym man.” Like a wild animal accepting food from a human he slowly and very cautiously took a few steps towards me as if to make sure I wasn’t about to hit him or something. “I’m not going to bite man.” I laughed to myself and then muttered under my breath. “I don’t think I could right now if I wanted to anyways.” As his hands neared the hem of my compression shirt he stopped to look at me and check if this was really ok or not, I rolled my eyes and nodded my head for him to get on with it. He shrugged and delicately began to peel it off. I could hear the fabric protest and seams rip even more as he disrobed the shirt which was well past its max capacity. I could feel his hands explore my torso as he tried to take off the shirt without outright destroying the tortured and abused clothing. It ended up being all for nothing though as I could barely raise my arms at this point with how swollen they had grown that he ended up ripping it off the rest of the way. We both let out an involuntary gasp once we were both able to get an unobstructed view of the aberration I had turned into. Every single muscle on my torso simultaneously looked like it was made of the densest granite ridden with innumerous veins and striations but also as if they were inflated like a balloon struggling to not burst. Treadmill guy started to pitch another rather impressive tent in his shorts as I snapped my hand to get his attention. “Hey…uh…what is your name?” I asked while trying to hide my embarrassment at not asking him before asking him to take off my clothes. “Brent.” He responded as he put his hand onto one of my pecs. I snapped again to try and get him to pay attention. “Look I’m flattered but could you please help me take the rest off and maybe buy me dinner before you go any further?” Brent blushed as he took his hand off my chest and started his attempt at taking my tights off. With some patience, and extreme luck that no one walked in on us while he was helping me, Brent was some fucking how able to peel of my tights which were now severely distorted by the ordeal they went through trying to contain my legs. He also helped take of my shoes and socks with little fanfare but that left just one thing piece of clothing left that I still wouldn’t be able to take off in my current state...the posers I wore when I worked out. “Seriously?” Brent asked me in a tone mixed with humor over the audacity of the situation and hope that hope he wasn’t just dreaming. “…yes, seriously. Please.” I responded blushing and trying to avoid eye contact the entire time. “Ok then…” Brent said to reaffirm himself as he put his hands around my waist and pulled down my posers. Immediately my dick, which had softened but still left a very visible wet spot from my earlier excitement on both my posers and tights, popped out of my posers. It uppercut Brent’s jaw as it inflated like a twisting balloon with a mind of its own to the utmost size possible without popping. As Brent started to cuss at the unexpected dick uppercut my now excessively large, and did I mention erect, dick succumbed to gravity as it plopped down onto Brent’s face with the tip resting firmly in the middle of his forehead leaking precum all over his face. Brent stared cross-eyed at his assailant wondering what the hell just hit him and then leaked over him I turned around and wobbled away at a pace that would be ridiculously slow if not for my current predicament spouting a thank you over my shoulder before he could comprehend what happened to him. As I made my way to the showers, praying that maybe a cold shower would help ease my exceedingly pumped up muscle, I could feel a pressure begin to build up in my nuts. Every step the pressure got worse and worse, my dick was being pushed up until it was standing vertically as my balls began to swell and accumulate seed at a painful and worry rate. I got the counter and mirror before the shower room with every one of my erratic steps being followed by a resounding THWACK noise of flesh hitting flesh as my dick bounced around wildly when the pressure was too much. I bent over and grabbed the counter as all of the cum that had been demanding release could wait no more. I stared into my reflection meeting my eyes are I let loose a sound that no human should be able to make, my gaze never broke as I took in what a fucking freak of nature I became as what felt like gallon after gallon of cum erupted out of my dick ten times more powerful than any volcano but just as destructive as I could feel the wall, floor, and my feet be completely doused with my essence. It took me a few minutes to collect myself and catch my breath as I hurried as fast as my overly bloated legs could take me into the showers. Finally I made it into the open showers and fumbled about trying to turn them on in a final attempt to cool my body down or do something…anything at all to reverse or slow whatever the fuck is happening to me. I was on the verge of tears in my frustration that I finally got what I wanted, to be a freak, but it was just too fucking much when I heard Brent’s voice. “Hey man are you alright? I saw your…mess, do you still need some help man?”
  5. Hm...something that was similar to that was Jade Anderson Drinks Too Much where the main guy, Jade, is tricked to take a potion/drug while drunk and gets drained by someone who’s been lusting after him for years. It turns out to be a plan by a rival of his who wants to end the rivalary by letting the admirer get a bit of size before he takes the rest for himself. Jade though after losing it all tricks his rival into taking the exact same potion/drug and drains him back with the admirer coming back after deciding to help Jade. The admirer gets more size off the rival while Jade fucks him until the rival is a shadow of his former self left to live with his decisions to take their rivalry way too far with Jade back at his old size and then some with a bigger dick, and finally his admirer bigger than Jade by an order of magnitude promising to always protect him.
  6. It looks like an insult to me as well, I’ve reported the post for this pettiness.
  7. Congrats to Rhoden for taking down Heath, about time honestly, and holy shit I’m impressed with Lunsford for doing as well as he did.
  8. There was also a string of short stories on the old forum where the guy growing would end up popping from growing too big, one of which was a cocky guy posing at a gym who grew every time one of a group of people commented on him...ending with something along the lines of “You look big enough to explode.”
  9. Some immobility or nigh immobile stories off the top of my head that haven’t been posted. Growing Too Big by NYCBlackMuscle https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/20113-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/20123-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/20182-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/29487-p1.html Olympia Bound by Steen https://archive2007.muscle-growth.org/stories/3360.html One Push Too Many by Redkage https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/2760-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/2764-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/2767-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/2773-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/2779-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/2790-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/2806-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/2811-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/2993-p1.html https://archive.muscle-growth.org/threads/3791-p1.html A couple of story strings from CYOC: https://www.cyoc.net/interactives/chapter_13085/full.html https://www.cyoc.net/interactives/chapter_16644/full.html https://www.cyoc.net/interactives/chapter_53280/full.html https://www.cyoc.net/interactives/chapter_57569/full.html The entire bodybuilder string of The Ointment Store has a lot of immobility or other growth if you look for it. And here are two more from me: Raijin is near immobility but still pretty extreme growth. I also also have some stories on FurAffinity I know of that I can link once I find them again if anyone is interested.
  10. Sounds good, I’ll get to work on it and post it soon.
  11. Would it be alright if I posted a second story before the end of the anniversary so as to make up for my failure to live up to posting at last year's event? I already have an idea in mind actually...
  12. There's been rumor going around that one of those monsters sponsored by Unbound Beast goes to the city's bath house, Stay A While & Glisten, every month just for a single visit to the glory hole before disappearing to the gym from whence he came. Pierce, the aforementioned monster, happens to be one of Unbound Beast's pet project, or in other words he is so over saturated with their products that not only does he look like something that used to belong only in the realm of fantasy or photoshop but the man is so doused with their products he may as bleed the stuff if he pricked his finger. As for his once a month visit, one of the owners of the bath house eventually got him to say something instead of just coming in to get his rocks off and leave just as silently; Pierce told the owner that he took a page from Muhammad Ali and staved off sex or masturbation as long as possible to ensure he was always at top form in the gym. Pierce's monthly build up also meant his balls were swollen to the brim with seed and would leave both the glory hole room and attendant much worse for wear once he was done. What Pierce doesn't know though is I've finally been able to bribe the owners of the bath house, know his routine, and am waiting for his monthly visit that happens to be tonight. After my bribe I've been assured the owner's will only allow Pierce into the glory hole so I can have some private time with the man, what they didn't know though is I've gotten a hold of one of the catalysts for the supplements from Unbound Beast straight from a well compensated friend at the company. Tonight is going to be memorable for Pierce and very rewarding for me. I've sat waiting in the glory hole cubby for nearly an hour now to make sure that if Pierce comes in early I'll be there waiting, just as I was starting to grow anxious and wondering if he was going to show up at all tonight I heard the door open leading into the room on other side of the wall. I heard some very heavy footsteps approach towards one of the holes and gasped at what I saw. Now these holes are larger enough to accommodate even the more gifted of mortal men but Pierce was not a fucking mortal man but a god damned demigod. It took me a half second to realize that his junk was so fucking huge that he was struggling to push in a single testicle let alone stuff the entire thing in at once. Slow, agonizingly so, he force in one ball, then the other, and had barely just enough room to feed in the monster movie sized anaconda he calls a soft dick. This thing looked like it could swallow rats whole with no problem what so ever and both of his balls looked to rival a prize winning orange in size, each. I stared at this my behemoth dumbfounded and curious both what the man on the other side of the wall looked like and if maybe I'd bitten off more than I could; a few seconds into my stupor Pierce started to wiggle back and forth with the limited space he had as if to beckon for attention. I was thankful I was alone in the cubby as I blushed and put my hand around the monster in front of me radiating a fire intense heat. I slowly began to fondle his prodigiously ample nuts, each of which I could not palm with a single hand, and was met with some low and very deep moans coming from Pierce. Quickly before he got too excited I began to cup both sides of his now hardening dick from the base and brought them to me so I could gauge just how much meat hangs between his legs that he no doubt has plenty of trouble with throughout the day, every day. I started to play with the near fist sized head of his semi-hard dick as I reached behind me for that special catalyst I spent a pretty penny on. While I had Pierce in the palm of my hand, and none the wiser, I began to give his over foot long dick a tongue bath not just to pleasure him but to distract him from my real intentions are I spread the catalyst cream all over his cartoonishly huge erection and swollen balls. I had to hurry before he came or grew suspicious as I didn't want him to leave after his one orgasm of the month. I took my sweet time ensuring not a single inch or millimeter of his junk hadn't been thoroughly explored by my mouth or completely covered by the catalyst, after finishing applying I spent a good few minutes very, very slowly drawing out the handjob causing Pierce to moan ever louder in need to cum so as to make sure that the catalyst had time to be fully absorbed and do its job. I watched as Pierce's foot long plus dick leak precum like a broken faucet until he started to spurt me in the face with what I mistook for him cumming before I was prepared. Boy was I wrong and was Pierce in for a hell of trip, he wasn't cumming at all but instead the catalyst was reacting with the supplements in his body from Unbound Beast that had so over saturated him that the catalyst was affecting exponentially more than I dared to hope. I watched Pierce's balls swell even more as they produce more and more cum now carrying a potent version of the supplement he was so glutted with. His dick twitch and throb violently like a man possessed in the middle of a seizure, the constant and increasing spurts of precum making a mess all over the room and my face. I wrapped my lips around his near grapefruit sized dickhead and started to tease as much of him as I could with my mouth; my hands were busy stroking the very slim amount of his shaft in its even more overinflated state and fondling his balls that had swollen so large they were starting to stretch his ball sack to the absolute brim. Just as I was starting to fear for Pierce's nuts they pulled up tight and I was met with a blast of cum so powerful it nearly pushed me off him entirely, before I could even process what happened or fully swallow I was met with another blast, and another, and another. I could hear the wall being pounded by powerful fists as Pierce bellowed out a very deep and reverberating moan as what felt like liter after liter of cum came out of his diamond hard and steel girder thick dick straight down my gullet. I could feel the warmth radiating outwards from my stomach meaning that everything was going to plan, as Pierce kept spewing more and more into me I could feel my body slowly tense and my own erection start to throb and twitch as I involuntarily came. My clothing started to feel tights on me as my muscles grew larger and larger. Soon my shirt and shorts felt painfully tight all over, especially in the crotch, until I heard multiple loud tears and felt the air of the small room on my skin. Pierce finally tapered off his orgasm and was about to pull out, and spoil my plans, but I yanked him back with much more force than I was used to from my still growing frame. Pierce gasped and started to say something but I cut him off with both of my hands working his shaft as if I was trying to start a fire for my own survival, I swallowed everything of him that I could as I forced my mouth as far down onto his dick as I could. I began to play with him and suck as is trying to steal his soul, his essence, from his dick. It only took a matter of seconds for him to cum again and just as potent as the first time if not more so. Again I could feel my head be forced back by Pierce's fire hose of an orgasm but with my new found strength I was able to fight back. I guzzled down all he had to offer and felt the same warmth in my stomach radiate out again as the growth resumed, any clothing still clinging to my body was now in tatters littering the floor around me, my dick and balls had kept up with my muscles in their response to Pierce's catalyst enhanced cum. I felt the flow start to taper off again from Pierce who was starting to sound like a moaning mess on the other side of the wall as I attacked his dick and balls with the full fury of a man on a mission. Before Pierce's second orgasm fully finished his third started up and I had no trouble at all keeping up with the powerful flow, drinking down every single drop as my muscles and junk swelled to heights that would make me the envy, and instill fear, of both Mr Olympias and porn stars the world over. There was no time to bask in the glory of my transformation, I had to act before Pierce recovered from cumming so many times in such a short time. As I could hear Pierce breath harder and harder trying to recover from what would have wiped out a lesser man I reached behind me to grab a very long tube attached to a milking machine I procured just for tonight. The tube was, thankfully, able to fit over Pierce's massive dick though just barely and I was able to stuff him into the tube to the point not a single part of it wasn't filled to the absolute brim but still the tube wasn't big enough to accommodate his entirety but it was enough to do what I needed. Pierce felt the tube placed on his dick and tried to pull out of the hole but his reaction to the catalyst was so severe that his dick and balls were completely stuck, the wall may as well be a cockring for Pierce at this point...and one that he can neither take off or walk away from. In other words I had the man right where I wanted him. The cream I obtained does a number of thing when used including nigh instant refractory periods, enhanced semen production, erections and drive powerful enough to take down an elephant, and most importantly for my plan with Pierce is that it temporarily causes your cum to act as even more potent version of the same drugs he has been using for years now. To put it simply, Pierce is not going anywhere until he has nothing left to give and I'm leaving this building with my own private reserve of growth formula to use at my leisure. Before he gathered his wits together I turned on the machine and was rewarded with a constant humming sound from the machine as it began its work milking Pierce's dick and I heard a mixture of a startled yelp and moan from the man himself as the machine severely outdid anything I could hope to do to him. I could already hear him cumming yet again as I turned around and left the small room, my own near foot long dick leading the way, as I headed to the room where the rest of Pierce was. As I walked down the hallway I was met by gasps and slack jawed stares from the other patrons of the bath house. I couldn't help but cockily smirk to myself as I opened the door to the other side of the glory holes. The sight I was met with when I finally saw the rest of Pierce nearly caused me to fall to my knees and cum all over the floor right then and there; to say the absolute fucking least I am amazed he was able to get into the room in the first place, even if he walked in sideways, with just how god damned fucking massive this man was. I've seen bodybuilders, I've seen professional bodybuilders and the current Mr. Olympia in person, fuck I've even come across a few of the guinea pigs they call humans that Unbound Beast produces but they all spectacularly fail to compare to this man. I had heard that Pierce was one of their prized results but the man had to be so fucking infused with their drugs that I now have little fucking doubt the his sweat could double as a substitute for their shit. His head was, comically so, stuck in the ocean of muscle he calls his neck and shoulders, each of his shoulders had enough meat on them to outsize even the most seasoned of normal weightlifters. His back was so swollen with mass that he could barely put his arms, both which are as thick as a lesser bodybuilder's over inflated legs, to his sides as they competed for space with each other. The man's ass could be unfairly compared to two medicine balls side to side and it still wouldn't go it justice; his quads were so thick that his immensely thick hamstrings looked like professional bodybuilder standing behind a bull. All of this lead down to two calves that were a solid wall of muscle from his knee down to his ankles forcing his stance even further out than his upper legs were already forcing him to do. I could feel my dick start to bob and twitch as I took in the sight before me and slowly walked forward closer to this demigod currently trapped by the wall. "No! Not like this! I don't want to lose my muscle god damn it!" Pierce exclaimed while moaning almost every other word. "Wait, is someone there? Fucking help me get loose damn it!" He exclaimed as I walked closer with my newly enhanced dick leading the way until it was grazing the back of his humongous ass cheeks. As I continued to very slowly move forward, splitting open his cheeks tortuously slow, I whispered into his ear. "Big man there is nothing to worry about, the only thing you might lose out on is a good time." I pulled back enough so I could spread the cream over my dick to use as lube before pushing back into him, much harder this time. "Just enjoy the ride man." I whispered as he attempted and failed to turn his head around to get a good look at me, his neck and traps impeding any attempts to do so, and slowly I lightly bit his ear before continuing. "You're not going to lose any muscle man but you will be cumming." I pushed my dick further in until the head grazed his hole which caused him to clench reflexively. "You'll be cumming until you have nothing left and even then you'll probably still try to shoot more." Even while his over muscled ass was clenched tighter than a vault it wasn't enough to stop me as I excruciatingly slowly pushed my way inside of him. "I'm just here to make sure your month visit is worth it." The cream was starting to affect my own dick as it aided my entry into Pierce, it nearly felt like my erection was getting an erection as I got so hard it began to hurt and I almost felt dizzy. I bit into his trap, tasting his sweat, just enough to leave a mark as made it past the brunt of his resistance. "But for now you are mine and I'm going to make sure you won't be able to walk once I'm fucking done with you, bitch." Once the last words left my mouth I pushed the last half a foot into Pierce in one swift and powerful motion. Immediately I could feel Pierce's ass clench and unclench repeatedly as my full thrust was enough to set him off again thanks to the catalyst, no doubt the cream I'm using for lube is only making things worse for him as he starts cumming for well over a minute. I could only endure his writhing for half that time before I joined him and began to unload deep into him. Our mutual orgasm didn't dissuade me continuing my pounding his massive ass, in fact it only drove me into a frenzy as my entire being was lost in the feeling. Just as one orgasm was beginning to end for either of us my pounding would drive one of us to cum and soon the other would follow. I could feel Pierce begin to overflow with how much I was shooting into him as I felt a warm trail of my cum trail down our legs and form an expanding puddle on the ground. Pierce was completely stuck to the wall unable to move and barely able to stand as I pounded both the strength and cum out of the hulking man. His attempts at stabilizing himself with the wall did little to help him as he became weak kneed, his arms, chest, and back were so thick that he wasn't able to gain any meaningful purchase on the wall to try and pull out to get away from me or to keep from leaning back as far as he was able as his strength decreased orgasm after orgasm. I could hear the rhythmic tapping of the tube affixed to his dick hitting the other side of the wall with every thrust as I worked him like a piece of industrial equipment. The entire time Pierce was reduced to a moaning mess as he was assaulted on both ends with his dick in a near constant stream as he came time and time again with only the slightest of reprieve, I was right there with him the entire time as I every thrust only felt like it increased my output just a bit more. After what felt like over an hour I finally started to taper off and Pierce looked like he had just finished the single most excruciating workout known to man. I was still harder than any metal and kept thrusting until it felt like I was shooting air. Still inside of Pierce I bit him on his other trap while I deeply inhaled the smell of our mixed sweat. "So did you get your money's worth?" Pierce attempted to say something but his mouth was so dry he could only nod his head in agreement. "Good." I pulled out to the tip and thrust back into him as hard I as I could, without breaking the rhythm I continued. "If you want more of this next month just ask the guys up front for Alex, they'll know who you mean." He nodded again and I could feel his ass clench again as if cumming yet again which only drove me into another dry orgasm. I patted him on the cheek and said. "I'll go unhook you, meet up with me at the sauna. You look like you could use a rest." He again nodded his head as I tortuously slowly pulled out of him. My dick was still hard and looked fucking even more massive after the ordeal I put Pierce through. I gave him a squeeze on his shoulder as I left the room and headed out to claim my prize, unhook him, and wait for him in the sauna. It was a great night but I can't wait for next month when I meet up with him again, I'll make sure next time he won't be able to stand let alone walk once I'm done with him.
  13. Go ahead and put me down for the 19th, I need to make up after being a no show last year.
  14. Myfaceisitchy made art inspired by your story which I would be willing to bet you've seen by now.
  15. Note to self: Proofreading and editing while staying up late do not count as proper proofreading.
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