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The Alchemist My first story, a little short but I hope y'all enjoy it. <3 Snow "I'm almost done!" Blaine thought. On the desk of his musky study lay an assortment of bottles and phials along with some pieces of poultry, beef, and some scattered sketches and charts that seemed to be about the human anatomy. He was shuffling through hefty stacks of paper, making notes in some and tearing up others. He kept looking at himself in the wall-length mirror that resided in a corner of the study, then looking at the meat and back at himself. On the very corner of his large desk was a stack of thick books. They appeared to be very old; the covers were worn to the point at which one could not see the title. A leather bound book sat open adjacent to the stack and Blaine kept reading a few pages, checking his notes, and looking back again. After about an hour of this process if rigorous noting and proofing, Blaine seemed satisfied. From within his desk drawer, he produced a small blade, resembling a small kitchen knife. The hilt was ornate of design and the blade was a dark purple, almost like obsidian glass, and set it on the desk on top of a few papers. Blaine removed his dress shirt button by button to reveal a very unremarkable frame. Blaine was 5'4" and what most would probably define as skinny-fat. He had a gut that protruded from his stomach, while his arms were probably no more than 11 and a half inches around, even if he flexed as hard as he could. His stature was not complemented by his complexion, one that was slightly greasy and acne prone. Blaine fit the typical definition of a lab nerd. The one thing that stood out about him in this particular instance, however, was the markings all over his body. Blaine had a multitude of circles that seemed extremely precise and ornate littered about his body. Upon closer inspection it was quite obvious that each one of these circles was inscribed in a specific location on his body -- his biceps, his chest, his hands, his back and a particularly large circle on his stomach. He even had one of these circles on his lower jaw. Blaine drew another object from the drawer, this time a piece of chalk inscribed with Nordic looking symbols that seemed to be very detailed. Using this he drew a large circle on the tile floor that mirrored the ones he had on his body. It had lines that criss-crossed all about inside of it, though it remained symmetrical. He grabbed one of the papers he was writing on and began to go through a list of what seemed like ingredients. It was almost like making a cake, if the cake consisted of "102 grams of Oxospheric acid, 7 pounds of chicken breast, no fat or skin, 174 grams of carbohydraglutamate, 23 pounds of cow beef, 97% lean, 1,598 grams of whey protein, and 6 pounds of salmon fillet," Blaine recited these in order like he had practiced a million times, but this time he was actually dumping these ingredients into a monstrosity in the empty center of the circle on the ground, "and for longevity and permanence: 1.4 liters of vinegar, 1.07 grams of salt, 4 grams of sugar and finally 1,062 grams of potassium nitrate." The liquid ingredients seemed to comply with Blaine's circle, bounded by an invisible wall where the strange chalk had left it's mark. Blaine then stripped off his pants and underwear, revealing more unremarkable skinny legs and a stubby little cock, that was probably 4" hard if he was even a grower. Down here there were the same little circles, even on his cock and on each of his balls. Blaine grabbed the knife from where he had set it down, dreading the next step in his process. He began to carve out the circles he had marked on himself with the knife, one by one. The knife not only cut Blaine but burned the flesh as it was cut to leave a permanence of the blood that the blade drew. Blaine winced and eventually reared up -- only in cutting his first circle on his arm. He went through most of his minor limbs. It took a lot out of him to slice the stomach and the back was hard to maneuver. But he had practiced, although not with the real knife. When he completed his upper body and lower body he only had a few places left. Blaine easily cut the circles in his small and flabby butt, but when he came to his crutch he stopped. He knew no hesitation would be acceptable so he carved holes in his tiny penis and -- gruesome as it may seem -- in his balls, through the sack. Now that everything was ready he had no time to spare. Blaine grabbed a lighter and set the circle in the center of the floor alight. It produced flames but perfectly constrained to the lines. Blaine began to feel a heat spreading all over his body and the circles on his chest shot out perfect jets of flame. Soon the flames began to shoot out of his whole body and it seared in pain. Blaine was afraid he wouldn't be able to handle the pain and began to see black splotches in his vision. The ingredients in the center of the circle began to levitate and swirl, and then disintegrated into the fire of the circle. The flames suddenly stopped. The circle in the center emitted a faint glow, but the circles on Blaine began to glow immensely starting from the very top. The circle on Blaine's jaw began to glow a bright red and it made his face unmeld from his chin. The complexion of his skin darkened from it's previously pale and greasy color and any acne he had vanished. His jaw became extremely square And pronounced, like one you'd find on a fitness model, although it did not for the rest of his body. The first thing that spread was the complexion change that corrected all of the scars and blemishes of his skin and also removed the grease making it a slight tan and silky smooth. Next the change went to his face, the circles glowing there. His eyes went from a dark brown to a brilliant green, as his hair became a slightly lighter brown, a dusty color that actual made his face look beautiful. It draped across his head. Though he had a beautiful face, his body was way behind. Then, the change began to spread down as the circles on his back and chest began to glow. His neck expanded first, growing just large enough to make his jawline profound and then his back expanded growing to the size of a barn with his wingspan growing to magnificent proportions. His chest came next ballooning from it's formerly concave state into giant melon sized pecs. His body was a little top heavy now but his legs were still not beginning to grow. Next the circle on his heart glowed and all the fat he had melded away, leaving him at 4% bodyfat and pumping his cardiovascular system in a way that would ensure that he stays the way the transmutation makes him permanently and sealing the deal, making sure that he will no longer age past 25 years, at least physically. He will only gain the knowledge of his years to come. Next the ring on his now flat stomach glows and defines the stomach into a 4... No wait 6.... Excuse me 8 pack of cobblestone abs that grow in size but do not give Blaine the slightest appearance of having a gut. In fact his waist tapers down to an impossible 29 inches, his bones reshaping themselves and his giant 72" back allowing him to have an amazing v taper. His arms and legs glow simultaneously -- his arms ballooning to an incredible 25 defined inches and his forearms looking as pumped up as ever. His shoulders become boulders connected to his chest. He legs begin to become massive tree trunks, probably each quad being as big around as an average man's waist. That is, 35" around or more, even thicker than Blaine's own waist. His calves become diamond shaped and huge and throb outward. His hands grow to a size where they could probably palm a basketball and encompass a good ⅜ of its entirety. His feet grow to a huge size 17. Next the line of circles on his spine glow and he gets taller and bigger all over, growing proportionally to 6 foot seven inches tall. Throughout all of this his genitals have become increasingly humorous in their inconsequential size compared to the rest of him. But then they began to glow, more than all of the rest of himself. The cock grew erect, and with each pulse it seemed to grow half an inch pulsing and enforcing as if he was getting erections on his already hard dick. It grew past 6 inches up to 7... To 10 and then to 14. It didn't stop. It began to double in size to 28 inches and finally capped at around 50 inches long. His balls grew to the size of melons and his entire body looked huge and massive. But Blaine didn't go through all of his effort just to be Mr. Olympia. Blaine desired more. There was a way he could get anything he desired but it came at a steep cost. For now he wanted to have fun with his new body that he had received through his intense alchemical knowledge. He wasn't sure if he'd hit up the bar or the beach but he'd be going out tonight. But first he had to find new clothes!

Darren is a veteran of the Evolution Forum and a regular poster. He enjoys it when other members post pics and videos of their favorite bodybuilders and athletes. After being a wallflower for quite some time, he decided to post pictures of himself. A handful of guys posted comments on his thread and praised him for his accomplishments. After a couple of days, the thread blows up and he begins to realize that he is quite popular because of the way he looks. Two guys are so smitten with him that they send him PMs on the site. One of them, Allan, has a secret that he wants to reveal to him in person. Darren is quite apprehensive because he doesn't really know the guy very well. Allan is fairly new to the forum and hasn't participated all that much. The other guy, Kory, is a buddy of his that is really taken aback by his body lately and really wants to meet him in person. Darren tells him about Allan and thinks it would be fun to meet this guy at the same time because of the secret he wants to reveal. Kory eventually comes around to Darren’s suggestion and they set up a date to meet him. Dar has seen pictures of Kory before from Yahoo and is remarkably surprised by how sexy he is when they meet. Their eyes meet and they both kiss very passionately. Both receive texts in the middle of their meet and greet from Allan and meet at the local hotel. When they find his room, he opens the door and reveals that he is a massive bodybuilder with a really hairy body and a well-kempt face. He invites both of them in and begins to study each and every part of their bodies. He senses their attraction to each other and wants both of them to just relax and 'get into the moment'. They both begin kissing again and feel like the air around them is actually getting tighter. They feel compelled to take their clothes off and continue to make love. Allan takes his pants off and sits back in a chair as he concentrates on the two men. Darren is so into Kory that he doesn't even notice that his cock has actually lengthened by an inch. Kory's cock has also lengthened an inch and is wrestling with his friend’s cock. With Allan looking on in his chair, he manages to extend Darren and Kory's cocks by one inch. The air around them is beginning to change their hormonal levels to the point that their bodies are beginning to expand. As Darren thrusts his huge cock into his buddy, his ass flairs outward and his legs begin to swell up to the point that he can actually hear the bed starting to creak. Kory's body is also beginning to change as his ass expands along with his asshole. His abs pushes upward and forces his legs outward due to his new size. Darren’s chest swells up to the point that he loses sight of his buddy. Kory also swells up huge breaking the entire bed in the process. Allan is swelling himself as his clothes start shredding and his chair breaks. The growth doesn't stop either as all three of them grow beyond human proportions. As Darren cums inside Kory, Allan walks over to both of them and adds his cum to the sexcapade by spreading it on the other two growing giants. The growth continues to accelerate as the three men defy logic with their growth cycles. Despite Allan's best efforts to advance his own agenda, Darren and Kory successfully decide to restrain him and control his own growth. With this extreme cycle continuing, they decide to rebel and steal away his powers. They have figured out that his cum contains enough fuel to make them both grow exponentially. When he cums however, his power is minimal and he can't grow anymore. With both of them stronger than him, he cannot escape either of their grasps. Darren manages to tie him up several times with the sheets and bed covers from the broken bed as he lies on the floor. They both start working his cock and turning him on against his will. They have to be careful to only arouse him in spurts as he will grow if they do it for too long. While Darren strokes the base of his cock, Kory is stroking the head and working up a good rhythm too. Allan begins oozing precum which slides down his shaft and coats both giant’s hands. While the man's precum isn't extremely potent, it does have an importance. They both feel sensations moving up their bodies that eventually end up in both of their cocks. Their massive members are growing even bigger as Darren watches his cock lengthen as it snakes its way towards Allan's mouth. Unfortunately Kory's is doing the same thing. This puts a smile on Allan’s face as he takes both cocks into his mouth, slurping away at the juices flowing inside his mouth and down his body. Despite the fact that this is exactly what the tied up man wants, they both can't help but to enjoy the sensation coming from his insatiable sucking. The precum gets thicker and changes to a very smooth honey texture that the man laps up like it is the last meal he will ever have. Darren and Kory are feeling unbelievably great and can feel their bodies slowing growing again. Allan will get his revenge on them though as the two giant’s precum begins to change its texture to pure sweet and sticky cum making this man grow into something else. The two giant’s inch closer to the ceiling as the other man continues to drink up their cum loads. He laughs at both of them as he explodes in imaginable growth. His arms and legs that are bound are unleashing their fury on the knots and sheets holding him in place. Darren and Kory turn to look at him and notice his legs tatter the knots and his forearms expanding to the point that the veins begin to look like garden hoses. He destroys the sheets in a matter of seconds. He grows so fast that the hotel room may not exist once he stops growing. The giants are so shocked that it is pretty much too late to run. They do manage to get out of the room in time before it implodes under his size. They are fairly big themselves but they still resemble humans. Allan must be about 15’tall now and appears to have a vendetta for both men. Both of the smaller giants stand outside the crumbling hotel in awe of what this gargantuan monster has just achieved. He must weigh nearly a ton and his tool dangles dangerously close to both of their heads. The two of them combined probably top about 800 pounds. After they look at each other for a few seconds, they figure out that perhaps if he drips precum on top of them, they both might be able to drain his energy somehow and even grow bigger themselves. They both rub his insanely large balls and manage to get their hands around his shaft to rubbing very rapidly. Allan’s moans shake the ground and start shattering glass in the buildings around them. When they feel him starting to tense up, he attempts to crush them knowing what they are up to. Kory barely avoids the monster’s feet and feels a mist coming from his giant cock head. Darren watches as his buddy starts growing again adding an additional 100 pounds to his frame. He is clearly much stronger now and strokes even harder and faster. Again, the monster tries to crush both of them, but is unsuccessful. They both begin to notice that he is slowly starting to shrink as he appears to erupt any second now. Darren starts to see a white ocean flowing out of his cock head as Kory keeps stroking. They both dive straight into the huge white river as it continues to flow freely. It isn't long before the entire planet begins to tremble as the two smaller giants begin their otherworldly growth cycles. They both roar with excitement as their strength and power explodes. They absorb all of Allan’s cum as their muscles grow beyond the limits of humanity. The other monster can't help but to watch in disgust as the two behemoths soar into the sky and squash him like a bug with their immense feet. They both no longer function as humans as their humanistic traits disappear. The only thing they can do now is have sex with each other and destroy everything in their sights. Eating each other’s cum will have no effect anymore as they grow to their biggest potential. Growing bigger would most likely suffocate both of them to death since there is no more air beyond the clouds. The real question now is what will happen to the two of them since they are now the biggest creatures on the planet?

-I will post the whole story little by little to create some suspence. Sorry if there are mistakes, not clear things or not idiomatic expression, as I am not a native speaker. I hope you enjoy: This is a story of a skinny boy. His name was Paul. He was very short compared with the guys of his age and his skin was very pale. At school he was very good at science. He learned to build little machines and robots by himself. Machine design was his passion. On one occasion, after school, as he was walking next to a gym, three guys near the entrance, who looked very muscular, stared at him and started laughing. They shouted: -What an ugly boy you are! You are so little and skinny! Look at us! We are muscular and sexy! You are a loser nerd! You are hideous! Paul started crying and ran fast away. What they told him was awful. -How dare they!- shouted the boy. Paul remembered that on each of their T-shirts there was written one name: Carl, Chris and Christopher. -They must be their names- thought Paul. Carl was quite big, Chris was bigger and Christopher was huge. -Tomorrow I will take another path to avoid them- said he to himself. And so he did, but, while he was walking on the paviment, a car slew down beside him. They were the three guys of the previous day. -Look at you. You are hideous! See this guns? And they started flexing. Then they laughed very meanly and drove fast away. -What?!- said Paul. -How did they know I was going to be here?- asked the boy himself. -That's enough!- he exclaimed. -They cannot get away with this. They will pay for it!-. Paul thought up a plan to avenge himself. He worked hard for half an year and, while Carl, Chris and Christopher were going on mocking him and pumping their muscles, Paul's project came to an end. To be continued...

Jeremiah awakens from his sleep and hears a knock on his apartment door. He looks down from his auburn-haired beefy chest to see if he is wearing his black boxers and luckily he is. He walks up to the door and peers through a crack to see who it is. He asks what the person wants and notices that they have a deep voice. He unlocks the door and opens it to see that it is his stepbrother. The man jumps into his arms as he is carried inside. He slams him down on the couch making the smaller guy laugh hysterically. Jeremiah tells him to calm down because he doesn’t need his neighbors to get the wrong impression. He stands over by his kitchenette since he is a little embarrassed that his stepbrother is there seeing him in his boxers. Brody smiles and says not to worry about it too much since he has seen half-naked guys before from his workout sessions. He informs his beefy brother that he needs to go see their father about the personal issue he is experiencing. He doesn’t want to get into it again with Brody, but he understands his brother’s concerns about his recent problems. ‘You know you can trust me Jere. I have a feeling you are not the only one with the ‘sudden lapses’ in time. I actually work out with a guy myself that has a similar problem.’ ‘Really? Does this guy talk about waking up in places he has never been to before because that is what happens with me?’ ‘Ummm…..well sort of yes. I have known him for several years, but he has sworn me to secrecy about our friendship. It is weird but I go along with it.’ ‘That is strange buddy. Are you sure you can trust him that much?’ ‘I think so, I know he is gay but I have showered with him before and nothing has happened. He isn’t exactly the type to pursue guys purely for sex or frankly anything of the sort.’ ‘Well okay, I just don’t want you to get into too much trouble then Brody.’ He tells Brody that he needs to get ready for the gym since he has woke him up a tad early, but that he can stick around for a bit if he wants. Brody admits that he had no idea how early it was and apologizes for the inconvenience. The nicely built brunette stands up to hug him tightly before Jeremiah picks him up to use him like a barbell. Brody makes a few nervous sounds before the beefy man puts him back down. ‘Why do you always do that to me Jere? You know that scares me a little bit.’ *the furry stud laughs* ‘Hehe because I know you hate it, but you know I love you bro. So why does our dad want to talk to me anyway?’ *goes to put his gym shorts on* Brody follows him into his room to sit in a chair not far from where Jeremiah is standing. The big man slides a tank on which hugs his hairy pecs quite well as his massive traps push it far enough up to expose his stomach which shows off his bottom two abs. Brody notices this and chuckles. ‘What? What are you looking at Brody? *looks down* Yeah I am aware that my abs are showing, but I love this tank, it feels like I am not wearing anything at all and I have to wear something or they will kick me out.’ ‘I know Jere, I have been told the same thing trust me. See my abs.’ *lifts shirt to flex his 8-pack* Jeremiah stares intensely at his stepbrother’s remarkable chest. The bottom part of each of his pecs have perfectly shaped nipples and are quite round. ‘Uhh wow Brody, it has been quite a while since I have seen your chest. You should go shirtless more often. You are telling me that this guy you work out with and take showers around does not harbor any feelings for you?’ Brody seems confused by this and appears to be thinking. ‘Well I don’t think he does. He has never said anything to me about it.’ ‘Buddy, you still haven’t told me what our dad wants to talk about.’ ‘Ohh yeah, I’m not sure. You know I don’t work there anymore so it could have something to do with the company. You will have to find out.’ ‘Alright, well I need to get going Brody. Want another hug?’ *puts arms out and smiles* ‘Hell no, I know what you would do. I will follow you out I guess.’ They both proceed out the apartment door and say goodbye to each other. Not long afterwards, Jeremiah is met by a neighbor who lives two doors down from him. This guy complains to him about the amount of noise that comes out of his apartment. Apparently the man could hear Jeremiah having sex with his boyfriend Glenn multiple times over a span of months because he keeps telling him this every time they talk. The conversation ends abruptly when Jeremiah tells him that he needs to get going. The man looks a bit annoyed but he can see that this is going nowhere and turns to go back inside his own apartment. As Jeremiah gets into the elevator, he hears someone from down the hall yelling at him to hold the doors open. He sticks his thick bulging calves out to keeps the doors from closing on him as a very thin man gets in with him and thanks him for his generosity. They start talking briefly as the elevator goes to the ground floor. The man seems a bit out of it. ‘You alright man, you seem out of sorts.’ The man looks up at Jeremiah and makes an odd face. ‘Ohh it is just this guy that lives on your floor won’t stop bugging me. He constantly wants to know what I am doing and likes to talk about his old football awards. I mean he is a decent guy and all, but I don’t really care all that much about what he did in his glory days.’ ‘Ohh I know who you are talking about. He is one of my neighbors. Bryan Amman. Yeah he bugs me a lot too, but mostly about my sex life.’ The man smiles a little as the elevator doors open. They walk through them and stop for a minute. ‘I notice you are dressed for the gym. Do you happen to work out at Universal down the street?’ ‘Why yes I do man, do you work out there?’ ‘I do actually, I was actually going there too, but Bryan wanted to have a chat here before I did. I live just down the street from here so I walked.’ ‘Well you could ride with me if you want, save you some gas.’ ‘Sure that sounds great. My name is Dale Figueroa by the way.’ ‘Mine is Jeremiah Hollis. Just follow me man.’ They reach the parking lot and get into Jeremiah’s car. As they strap their belts on, Dale turns his head to scan the big guy’s body slowly up and down. Jeremiah turns slightly and notices that he is being checked out by him and winks before bouncing his hairy pecs at him. ‘I see you like muscles man. Maybe I can give you a few pointers so you can get big like me.’ ‘That would be great Jeremiah. Sorry I am staring at your chest but it is so huge.’ The beefy stud smiles and starts to drive out the parking lot. Dale stares at the huge softball sized muscles sitting inside Jeremiah’s left arm. Knowing that he is getting stared at again, the beefy stud makes it jump a few times. Dale tries not to make it obvious that he likes what he sees but it is too late. He tries to hide the erection forming in his pants by placing his hands over top of it. Jeremiah continues to smile as he continues to look down the road and squeezes his biceps harder making the veins rise to the surface. He cocks his mouth to the side though and realizes that maybe he is not being fair to Dale. ‘Hehe I’m sorry man, I shouldn’t tease you like this since I am not your boyfriend or anything. We should be at the gym in just a few minutes.’ Dale can feel sweat starting to pour down his face and neck and goes to wipe it off with one of his hands. When he does, his cock is now quite visible in his shorts when he uncovers it. Jeremiah peeks over and makes a couple of moaning sounds but tries to hide the fact that he even saw it at all. Dale seems to be quite uncomfortable now and speaks. ‘Uhhh can you speed up a little bit Jeremiah, I am feeling a little sick to my stomach.’ ‘Ohh we should be there in a few minutes man, just hold on alright.’ Jeremiah speeds up a bit not knowing what Dale is going through and just wants to make sure the guy doesn’t throw up in his car or something. They manage to get there around the time Dale reaches down to grab his stomach. He pulls the passenger side door open in the gym parking lot and rushes over to the edge of where Jeremiah parked by the grass. The beefy driver sits there and looks over sort of dumbfounded as to why this perfectly calm man just became somewhat irrational. He opens his door and gets out slowly closing it before placing his huge arms on the top of the car. He watches Dale bend over facing the ground and let out a few groans. Then he decides to say something to him. ‘You alright man? Seriously, you were just fine a few minutes ago and now you are extremely sick for some reason. Should I call 911?’ ‘UHH NO! Don’t call anyone please Jeremiah. *puts his left arm out behind him to assure the big man that he will be okay* I just…..have to let this pass over okay. I get…..spells like this where my body just goes into spasms.’ Jeremiah seems confused by this and starts to walk towards the doors going into the gym, but not before he remembers to get his gym bag. He retrieves it from the backseat of his car and closes the door. When he goes over to shut the passenger side door, he hears Dale make a sound he hasn’t heard before. He turns and sees Dale standing up breathing heavily as strange sounds start coming from the man’s body. ‘Dale…..man you are freaking me out. I honestly don’t know what to…..’ Before he can get another word out, he watches the man’s back expanding as it stretches the shirt fabric to its limits. Dale stops groaning at this point and is instead very quiet. Jeremiah is in awe as he witnesses the man’s calves and legs growing in front of his eyes. Dale’s shorts are beginning to strain against his bigger ass as his glutes begin to stretch the seams to their limits. Jeremiah drops his gym bag and wonders what the hell is happening at this moment. He doesn’t say anything else and just continues to watch what is transpiring. He finally hears Dale make a few low grumbles before the back of his shirt shreds revealing thick back muscles that were nonexistent just a few minutes before. His shoes sound like rockets going off which scares the crap out of Jeremiah as he jumps backwards. The big man sees Dale’s growing feet make quick work of his socks too as they disintegrate. Dale’s huge shoulders and lats are tearing their way through the sides and top of his shirt as it quickly becomes tatters under the sheer size of the growing man’s upper body. Finally, Dale’s thick ass busts its way out the back taking out his underwear too. Jeremiah can hear him moaning now in a much deeper voice as several popping and swelling sounds are heard from the front. He can see the outline of Dale’s growing chest as he peers around from the side to see a nicely formed 8-pack protruding from the man’s abdomen. His growing pecs manage to rip the whole front of his shirt open before it falls to the ground. Dale reaches down and pulls his shorts off with just a few fingers as his big cock dangles between his legs. The remaining material from his underwear hangs lifeless from his midsection. The man’s arms begin popping loudly as Jeremiah’s pupils dilate watching both arms expand to nearly twice their size. The sounds and sights of swelling muscle makes the beefy stud lick his lips. After a few seconds, the man reaches down to give his cock a couple of tugs making it shoot a couple of clear streams of precum into the grass. Jeremiah feels his own cock jumping and leaking in his shorts as he reaches down to adjust it. The man finally turns around and smiles at him. He walks towards Jeremiah which makes the big man fall over in front of the gym doors. Surprisingly, no one from inside the gym comes out to check on them. When Dale finally does catch up to him, his cock relaxes a bit from the shock. ‘Hi there Jeremiah, I just wanted to personally thank you for driving me here. Of course I wasn’t planning on showing this side of myself out here in the open, but this will do I guess.’ The big man is not sure exactly what he means by this and tries to get up from the sidewalk. ‘Uhh what are you talking about Dale? I mean…..you look a lot different now. Your body is…..amazing and all but what the hell happened to you.’ ‘Well for one thing, I am not Dale I am Dalton. I would like to say that I am his sexier side. Anyway, I think I need some new clothes if I am going to go workout. Do you have anything I can wear in that bag of yours?’ *winks* Jeremiah grabs his gym bag and unzips it quickly to rummage through it. Dalton leans down and helps him. He finds a black jock strap and puts it on. Amazingly it fits his new frame as he stuffs his semi-erect cock inside the pouch. He is handed one of the hairy stud’s cutout tank tops and compression shorts. He slides the shorts on and pulls the tank over his head as it just floats in the wind barely hiding anything on his upper body. Jeremiah is still in absolute awe as to what he has just witnessed. He gets helped up by Dalton who puts his hand on the hairy man’s shoulder as they turn to walk inside the front door of the gym. After signing in at the front desk, Dalton turns to speak to Jeremiah. ‘I promise I will return these to you sometime soon buddy. I really need to start buying my gym gear before I let Dale take over again.’ ‘Uhh whatever man, you should probably keep those since I still have a few here myself. Besides it all seems to fit you well.’ The hairy man can’t help but to stare at Dalton’s granite glutes hugging his shorts. Even his crotch looks impressive in them. Several guys start looking at them from various areas of the gym which doesn’t go unnoticed from Dalton’s perspective. ‘Hmph, well I better get started then man. You should seriously join me after my workout tonight so we can get to know each other a little better. My boyfriend and I are in an open relationship so we don’t mind seeing other guys.’ Jeremiah seems a bit conflicted as to what he should say next. ‘Ummm well I have a boyfriend too but we are not open to seeing other guys at this point. I guess it can be beneficial to do that, but we are not ready at this time.’ ‘That is cool. I won’t hold you up then Jeremiah, thanks again for transporting me here.’ He puts his big hand out to shake the hairy stud’s which leads to a big bearhug. This surprises Jeremiah to the point that he nearly punches Dalton in the gut. The smooth muscleman laughs a little before rubbing the hairy stud’s back and shoulders slowly. Jeremiah tries to stop him and puts a little bit of distance between him and the smooth stud. ‘Okay okay enough man. You are making me really nervous. I will talk to you later.’ Dalton lets go and turns to walk over and start working out on the leg machines while Jeremiah moves over to the furthest area of the gym. He sits beside one of his close workout buddies Roman so they can start their routine. He doesn’t say a word to him about what transpired just a few minutes before. The cute dark-haired but well-built Israeli man shakes his head in disbelief. ‘About time you got here J, you are probably about thirty minutes late.’ ‘Yeah well I had to bring someone here with me. He is a weird one for sure, but we made it.’ ‘Hehe I won’t ask then, let’s get this show rolling along since I have already worked my arms over really good.’ He flexes his thick veiny cannons at Jeremiah which prompts the hairy stud to shove him lightly. ‘Well shit! I guess I will have to just catch up to you then. I’ll show you what a real man’s arms look like here in a little bit.’ The two studs continue cracking jokes at each other as the morning rolls on inside the gym. The place is bustling with sweaty bodies as they hope to capitalize on their hard work completely unaware of what happened in the parking lot just a few minutes beforehand.

Wet Dreams May Come - Part 5 by F_R_Eaky Part 1: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/2388-wet-dreams-may-come-part-1/ Part 2: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/2402-wet-dreams-may-come-part-2/ Part 3: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/2407-wet-dreams-may-come-part-3/ Part 4: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/2419-wet-dreams-may-come-part-4/ Somehow Devon had managed to drag himself in slightly early this day, which he thought was a good thing. He really didn't want to confront anyone if it could be helped. However that wish was not to be his today. Soon he could feel the presence of several people standing behind him as he sat at his desk. Suddenly there was someone squatting next to him. "You see what I was telling you, sir." "My god, Wiltshire, you look like death warmed over!" Devon turned his head and Mr. Coalfax became startled and did a knee jerk reaction flinching backwards. "Devon!....." "I'm sorry, sir. I know I look a little rough." "A little rough?!? I've seen thousand year old mummies at the British Museum that look better than you right now! Your eyes are so sunken in, and they've got more bags underneath them than the ceiling of Heathrow Airport! What is wrong with you, man?" "I'm not sure.... not been able to get a good night's sleep the last four nights, sir." "Van der Voss, take him into my office, as quietly as possible." "Yes, sir." Charles came up behind Devon, trying to whisper words of comfort to him as he helped escort and nearly carry Devon into Mr. Coalfax's office. After waiting for a few minutes, Mr. Coalfax came in with a bottle in his hand that he was shaking vigorously. He sat it down in front of Devon. "Here, you look like you could use a pick me up. This is a sports drink made for a workout. I'm no doctor and I can't guarentee that it'll help you but...bloody hell, Devon. You need some help! You look worse than the day after you came back from holiday, that was supposed to breath some fresh air into you. Now, you look like you're on death's door. Now look... I know you like to work, you do a damn fine job, sometimes too good of job, that's why I don't want to lose you, and the world doesn't need to lose a fine example of a man like you too soon, neither. "You've already done a week's worth of work, so I'm going to give you a personal order from me to you. Go home. Go home, try and get a nap first. At around one or two in the afternoon if no nap has come, go see a doctor. Between that hip injury the other day and lack of sleep you'll put yourself in an early grave, if you don't get some kind of medical attention. And I won't take no for an answer on this. You sneak home at lunch. I'll punch your card for today and tomorrow, so you still get paid. See a doctor, and show me the receipts for the visit on Monday and tell me what he said. We'll see if we can work an emergency medical leave for you then if that is needed. Alright?" "Yes, sir." Devon left at lunch, stopping by the hospital on his way home. He didn't hardly need to do a thing; they thought he looked bad, too. After every test showing negative, a doctor gave him a perscription for some sleeping pills and declared his condition to be exhaustion due to lack of sleep. He was scheduled for other studies later to hopefully discover what the cause was for his lack of sleep, but Devon knew exactly what it was -his very own home. Arriving home late in the afternoon, Devon was so exhausted, he didn't care about eating, taking a shower, or changing out of his clothes. He didn't even care about his bedroom. He pop two sleeping pills in his mouth, stuck his head under the kitchen sink faucet and swallowed the pills down after sucking water from the tap. He then fumbled his way to the living room, after grabbing a blanket in the hall closet. He crawled onto the couch, pulled the covers over his body and that was all he remembers. He fell deep alseep fast. ******************************************************************* It was around ten or ten-thirty in the evening when he woke up. There was a large clap of thunder and several flashes of lightning happening. Devon thought this odd as he didn't remember the weather forcast calling for rain tonight. Squinting through the darkness, he thought he might fumble his way to his actual bed in his bedroom, when his eyes caught a flicker of light that was too small to be the ligthning. Something that was the size of the lightning bugs came flitting to and fro from around the hall and flew right on up to his face. Devon leapt back on to the couch. The bug had a face - a humanesque face! The little insect flew up again to Devon's eyes and he stared hard at it this time, forcing himself not to blink. It was a little man.... it was a male fairy. He was shirtless, with a little flower cap on his head, and a pair of brown pants made from...from... something. He had a pained expression on his face and his arms were clutching his stomach. It looked as if he was trying to say something to Devon, but just couldn't make his voice loud enough. Flitting back a bit from Devon to the center of the living room, the little fairy seemed to be losing his glow, as if he were running out of magical power. The glow was bright, then faded, bright, then faded again. The wind outside whipped up harder and stronger, it howled something fierce. In the accompanying flashes of lightning it seemed there was a visual trick being played. The little fairy suddenly blew up in size, like an enlarged copy from a copy machine. Then he went back to his tiny size. Insect size, bird size, insect size, bird size, cat size, bird size, cat size, dog size, cat size, dog size, child size, dog size, child size, teenager size, child size, teenager size. Devon pushed himself into the back of his couch as hard as he could, watching this flashing display of size, and then wondering what was before him as he saw the adolescent sized young man standing before him in his living room. It was like seeing a brownie version of Peter Pan: a slightly tall, thin, spritely young man in pair of earth brown pants and shoes, with a hat made out of a flower on his head covered with bushy, wind-swept hair. He was cute looking sprite, but Devon wasn't sure at all what to think or make of this. But then suddenly there was a ghostly form walking towards the fey - the form of Adam! He walked around the now gigantic, for a fairy, fey and then began to hover and swirl round and round him until he disipated and the fey began to glow a bit. Devon studied him during this bit and then his eyes began to widen in surprise and shock. The feys frame began to broaden a bit, his jawline got a little squarer, fuller, his arms and legs and neck and chest all got a little thicker, but not with muscle or fat. No, the fey's bones were thickening, becoming denser, stronger. He was developing the same kind of bone structure and build that Adam had, but that wouldn't stay the same for long. Devon nearly yelped as another misty looking figure entered the room and began to circle, then swirl around the fey. This time it was Dafydd. When the flash was done and the mistly form of Dafydd was gone, the fey began to rise up higher and higher, but he wasn't flying this time. No his feet were firmly planted on the floor and they were beginning to bust his shoes in every direction. Devon stared down at the floor when he began to hear the rips and tears of the fairy-man's shoes and he watched the fey's feet come bursting out of the footwear and spread across the floor further and wider, farther and thicker, growing and growing to fill up half a tile, a full tile, a tile and half, possibly more. Then the pants hem began to rise up and up and up, the hat began to shrink on top of the fey's rising head, as the fey began to grow taller and taller and taller.... four foot, five foot, six foot, seven foot, seven one, seven two, seven three.... But as Devon sat in awe wondering if the fey was going to actually match Dafydd in height, another mist figure came lumbering into the room, did it's dance and flash and became one with the giant creature in the center of the living room. It was the form of Parker. The man-fey's body began to stand up straighter, his back flare out broader, his legs began to form a much wider and wider stance. Rising up on the balls of his feet, he began to exercise his calves that were blowing up like balloons into two huge, pulsing balls, diamonds, hearts, so thick with power and strength. Then cables seemed to fly out from those calves attaching to the back of the thighs, becoming taught, tight, full, and very chord like. This in turn cause the back of his thighs to bulge and swell out. The man-fey began to moan and cry, his voice getting deeper and richer as he continue to grow taller and broader. Finally the man's thighs began to blow up in the front froming more and more fully swollen tear drop shapes that caused what was left of his pants to become form fitting, painted on, stretched see through fibers, finally snapping here and there and just bursting apart, shattering, if one could say fabric does that. Once done with the legs of the pants, his butt began to bubble out and firm up more and more, fuller and thicker, rounder and higher, until the whole back ripped to shreds and the only part left of the man's pants was his crotch. But Devon didn't stare at the man's crotch to see what it would do. He was far to busy watching the man bed and twist at the waist, as if he were doing crunches while standing up. Yet as he did so his obliques and abdomen muscles just suddenly popped into crystal clear view, making a rolling popping sound like somone driving a tire over a sheet of bubble wrap. The more he bent, the more defined his waist and abs became. Eventually the twisting and turning became nothing more than bending forward and backwards as the mans lats, back, shoulders, and traps began to morph and grow, swell and rise, broaden and thicken. Lurch forward - bend backward: there was some sides to grab a hold of. Forward-backward: there was most definitely the start of a good V shape. CRUNCH! BEND BACK! Now there was some kind of monstrous V shape going on. LURCH! BEND! No it was W shape. FORWARD AND BACK- it was a thick monstrous bracket shape that defied normal human form. Suddenly the man stumbled back a little bit as he stood up as if trying to throw out his chest and he began to breath deeply...deeper...Deeper.... DEEEEEEEPER..... huuuuu-hoooooo his chest filled out a bit. huuuuuu-hooooooo his chest filled out more and his nips appeared to hang slightly lower. huuuuuu-hooooooo two cresents began to appear above his abs. huuuuuuu-hooooooo the upper parts of the pectorals joined in swelling with the rest of the chest and now there was two decent sized platters upon the man's torso. huuuuuuuu-hooooooo the chest inflated even more become large serving sized platters one could place whole sides of beef upon. huuuuuu-hooooooo The man's chest spread out wider, barreled out further, his nipples moved down further. huuuuuuu-hooooooooo the nipples moved to point downward now, growing in size and length, becoming full and hard, the man's pecs looking like two enormous stuffed pillows, albeit firm memory mattress core ones. huuuuu-hoooooo individual striations appeared, veins began to run criss-cross across two massive globes. Now the man's arms began to shake and quiver as he brought them up and began to flex them, left, right, together, left-right-together. The forearms bunched and squirmed, inflated and grew, begining to look like two large pillow cases full of snakes writhing round and round as they became so incredibly full and dense. The man's triceps began to fill out and hang, longer, larger, thicker, fuller, obtaining the horseshoe shape, pressing into the lats shoving in a battle for room. While up on the top part the upper arm began to swell and grow, the biceps inflating to a hand ball....flex....a base ball....flex....a soft ball....flex....a football....flex....a soccer ball....flex....a bowling ball.....flex.... a bowling ball with a split top....flex...a mountainous double peaked bicep that threatened to rise to high it would collect snow! And as the man's neck began to swell and thicken, grow and widen, then next of the foggy apparitions came in and swirled around him. This time it was Cristobal. The man suddenly stood there glassy-eyed with a slight smirk upon his face, his head snapped back and his eyes rolled back in his head. He began a long, slow, drawn out moan, and as it began his cock began to throb, bob, and suddenly ooze out more and more and more from the man's crotch. His balls began to inflate too, increasing in their size: walnuts, eggs, apples, grapefruits. As they got larger his body grew slightly larger too even thicker in muscularity, slightly taller in height, and his cock snaked out just that much more, making it look like the man had an actual hose attached to his groin. Then there was another flash as the ghostly form of George came round and became one with the man. As Devon watched the man's face began to get squarer, more firm, a man's jaw line. His hair on his head got thicker and thicker, his eyebrows got thick, but not overly so, his face developed a good days of stubble. He still had much of his angelic, near child-like features he had as a fairy, but there were no combined with the features of full adult, manly male. He was facially of the stuff models were made. From the five o'clock shadow on his cheeks, jaw, and chin, his hair made its way down and feathered in thick and rich all over his chest, down his abs, across his arms about midway down his upper arm and down over the top of his hands. Over his groin out across his thighs, over the knees and down the shins, calves, and feathering out to nothing just over the top of his feet. The hair on the top of this man's head came in thicker and fuller than Devon had even seen on anyone. It was a rich chestnut brown with highlights of blond streaked here and there, and it cascaded down to his shoulders. Suddenly the man's cock became fully erect and Devon nearly both crapped his pants and came full force from his cock seeing the size the man's monster python reached. But the man paid no notice to Devon and just suddenly ejaculated there on the spot without even touching his prick. One volley, two volley, three volley, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five volleys. Cum was everywhere soaking the carpet, spreading across the tiled floors... The man kind of came to, and began to walk forward a bit, stumbling, fumbling as if he weren't used to walking on legs, let alone ones as large and developed as there were so that he had to walk with a side kick step. Devon seeing where he was head, straight for the cum puddle on the tiled floor, got up and tried to push and divert him over and around. There was much stumbling and buming, ramming and jamming, a broken wall piece here, a dent of a door frame top there, but somehow Devon got the man stuffed into his bedroom. The man basically tripped into the bed - the mattress survived, the spings and the frame were broken all to hell. The man extended well beyond the mattress, but he didn't seem to care. Devon grabbed several blankets and tried to cover the man up. In return the man grabbed Devon, pulled him effortlessly close to him, where on he very groggily smiled and said, "Thank you." Then his arms collapsed, he drifted into deep slumber, and poor Devon looked around and figured what the hell. He pulled a blanket in close to him and then snuggled up to the man's chest and abs, drifting back to sleep.

After admiring each other and having sex over and over again, both Asa and Norris start getting back into their routine again and don’t notice that they have a visitor that ventured into the gym without them noticing. The young guy probably in his early 20s is watching them both get off on each other while growing at the same time. He is standing close to the area around the reception desk and has his pants down to his knees. Norris finally sees him after getting a few more reps in on the leg machines and smiles sort of in a devious manner as he tries to sneak up on the young admirer. Asa is heard moaning on the other side of the gym as he gets an even bigger pump going from working out on the pec deck. The giant boulders sitting on his chest appear to be growing as his nipples stretch even bigger than before. He squeezes the apparatus to where his pecs meet as the veins pulse just under the skin making his cock leak uncontrollably on the floor. This makes the young man stroke his cock rapidly as he stays focused on Asa’s small growth cycle. Norris manages to grab the guy from behind and bends him over to shove his cock inside his hole. The guy squeals in pain as he tries to get away from the behemoth but is unsuccessful. Asa smiles as he witnesses the other two having sex and even eggs Norris on. His grunts as he plows the young guy get louder and louder as he gets closer to shooting his enormous load inside him. The reluctant bottom doesn’t know whether he likes it or not as he tries to bargain with Norris who won’t listen to him at all. The behemoth thrusts so hard that the reception desk begins to shake wildly as wood starts to split apart and things on the table and counter begin to crash to the ground. He roars as he fills the uncooperative young man’s body with spunk. The bottom stops moving about as he feels it pouring into his intestines. Norris loves the feeling so much that he continues to rock back and forth on the young guy. Asa makes a crazy sound as he tells his huge buddy to look at the other man. Within seconds, the young man starts growing as he muscles come out of nowhere and start to explode through his clothes. Stretching and popping sounds are heard coming from all over his body as he screams in pain. His voice gets noticeably lower with each shriek. Norris moans in ecstasy as he feels the young guy’s legs stretching and blowing up. His hole gets remarkably wider swallowing up the behemoth’s cock. His ass fills out and grows into giant balloons to accentuate his thick calves and wide quads. Norris watches as the man’s shirt shreds completely revealing a back that continues to stretch and spread its way further outward. The big man grabs his lats and feels them as they get thicker. He pumps the guy harder trying to cum again inside him just to see if he will grow bigger. He can see that the man’s arms are getting wider as the desk starts to buckle under his size. His scrawny biceps blow up into veiny pulsing boulders as the skin struggles to keep up with the growth. His forearms make quick work of the wood as they push all the way through it. The giant hoses move all the way up into his growing shoulders and neck. Norris feels his pecs heaving and stretching as they swell up and fill out to three times their original size. He squeezes them as they involuntarily bounce and the nipples drape downward toward the floor. His skinny waist thickens and develops strong obliques which lead to tile-like abdominals that seem to have grown out of nowhere. Perhaps the most impressive part of the man’s transformation is his cock which makes him moan wildly as it dribbles pre all over the ground. Norris can hear a pulling sound coming from it as the guy’s balls double in size and his cock lengthens several inches. The young man that entered the gym earlier is no longer the same guy. Norris looks at him in awe as the scrawny young guy punches the desk into bits and turns around to grab him and pull him out of his hole as he shoves his giant cock inside of him. The hulking brute starts grunting incredibly loud as he fucks Norris into submission. Asa stops what he is doing and waddles his way over to join them. The man’s eyes grow darker as he moans deeply seeing that the two of them are now in his sights. He pulls out of Norris and grabs Asa to plunge his cock into him now. Asa laughs hysterically as the giant starts to fuck him hard making him give in to his needs. He starts to play tongue hockey with Norris and the two men practically merge as the hulk moves back and forth on the two of them. He growls as he gets close to cumming and promptly worships both of them with his tongue and huge hands. They both moan uncontrollably as he busts load after load inside them making them feel like they are going to grow again. Before their bodies are able to commence another growth cycle though, the giant shoves his tongue down inside their huge cock slits and tries to maneuver the cum out. Both Asa and Norris try to stop him from stealing their power, but are unsuccessful as they feel the rush moving through their balls and into their shafts. He meshes the cocks together to catch the giant loads in his mouth. He roars in anticipation of the coming flood as his body gets more pumped. They scream as the cum pours out of their cockheads and down his waiting throat. He gulps the huge loads down and laughs as they are helpless in his massive arms. Each time they try to escape he pulls them closer to him and restrains them. They even attempt to bite him, but he gives them a fairly strong punch to put them in their places. As they finish cumming, he lets them go as they both fall to the ground hitting each other. He falls back a bit into where the reception desk used to be in the rubble. He looks like he is drunk with lust as the cum swells his gut up. He staggers a little bit as he looks down as his distended belly. The two gymrats on the ground stare up at him wondering what will happen now. He almost looks sick with a crazy look on his face. After what seems like several minutes, he smiles down at them and makes a menacing sound. He flexes his giant guns as his cock rises again like he wants to have more action with the two victims. They both try to jump up to get away from him as they rush for the doors leading outside. When they go to grab the handles, they fall off in their hands. They both yell in fright and stare at each other as they realize they can’t escape. When they turn back around they are stunned at what is commencing. The sounds of skin stretching and muscles growing are heard once again. The growing giant’s voice begins to grow even deeper than before as he gets taller and wider. They try to bust the windows out with their bodies and strength but are unsuccessful once again. The growing hulk is now starting to break through the back wall and ceiling with his growth as he tops 600 pounds and is over 9 feet tall. The ceiling tiles begin to drop down as the lights flicker and drywall coats the superhuman. It is at this point that they realize they won’t get out unless they figure out how to reverse this process. With the behemoth still in growth mode, they grab one of the Smith machines and sit it on top of his foot. It seems to have distracted him because his growth has stopped. They both look at each other as they start to grab other equipment and launch it at the giant. He falls to the ground and passes out as it appears the machines have a strange effect on humans. After watching the hulk fall over, they are shocked to see him shrink as the machines begin to swallow him up as he gets buried underneath. They quickly dig him out and notice that he has reverted back to his original size. In another shocking twist, both Asa and Norris are also reverting back to their previous sizes as their gargantuan muscles revert back to their normal sizes. They look at each other again in amazement as they realize they have destroyed the very equipment that made them giants in the first place. The small admirer was their downfall it seems, but the real question may be if they can get out of the gym. They both pick up the young man and drag him to the front of the building with them. They push with all of their might against the front doors as they open without much effort. As soon as they get out, they both rush to their truck and get in before driving off. The young man comes to and smiles as he looks up and sees them leaving.

I was so exhausted from lack of sleep it was no wonder I passed out in the seat of the 727 shuttle from Boston. My nerves were wound so tight with concern about what was happening to Jake I’d wore myself out. The only excuse my mind needed to drift away was to lean the seat back. I had the dream again. There I was naked in the valley again, but this time when I heard the rumble I ran to it instead of away. I greeted Jake the Giant as he broke through the trees. He lifted me up onto his shoulder, and patted my head with his strong, giant hand. “Everything is going to be fine Emmett, just you wait and see.” He assured me. He showed me the valley and pointed at the herd of deer drinking by the rivers edge. As we approached I expected them to run, but they didn’t. Jake squatted down and held out his hand to the small group as they moved closer. He stayed perfectly still as the dear quietly walked up to him and began licking his fingertips. “See Emmett, everything is going to be all right,” he said as he set me down amongst the dear. They gathered around me and started to nuzzle against my body. At first I felt a little nervous since I didn’t have a stitch of clothing on, but somehow I knew they meant me no harm. They started licking me as well, and one managed to start licking around my cock. It tickled and I started to laugh as the other deer gathered in closer almost pushing at each other to get close to me. There nuzzles became more like shoves and I started to panic. “Sir, sir wake up!” I opened my eyes to the blurry vision of the male flight attendant, his hand on my shoulder gently stirring me from my slumber. “Sorry to disturb you sir, but we are getting ready for the landing cycle so, I am going to need you to put your seat in the up-right position.” He said, briefly staring down at my crotch. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to doze off. I guess I’m more tired than I thought,” I responded still not quite awake. I looked down and saw my erection clearly showing through my dress pants. Well, it could be more embarrassing. I could have formed a wet spot *sigh*. I felt the landing gear extend beneath me as the plane began to lean into the approach for the runway. By the time we touched ground and were taxiing in my erection was gone so I could stand up and retrieve my carry-on bag. The captain let us know it was okay to use electronic devices again. So me and about half the other passengers whipped out our cell-phones and stated dialing. “Hey, it’s me! We just landed.” I said feeling relief. “I know, I just saw the marquee status change to arrived. I’ll be waiting for you at the gate.” Jake said. “Thanks, for offering to pick me up.” I paused for a moment, “Oh Jake, I just feel so awful about what’s happened.” I said feeling ashamed. “Awful? Why should you feel bad? I don’t. As far as I’m concerned this is the best thing that has ever happened to me, so don’t you go beatin’ yourself up about it. It’ll all work out, you’ll see.” It was good to hear Jake’s deep voice again even if it was digital. We kept on talking; me shedding more worries, and Jake assuring me everything was just fine. As I walked along I looked ahead and saw the crowd waiting at the end of the gate. I was so caught up in talking to Jake and trying to see him over the crowd I didn’t even notice the step up. The world slowed down, as it seems to always do when you fall. I dropped my cell phone trying to catch myself before I hit the ground, but forgot to let go of my carry-on stroller-bag. That arm jerked me back as it caught on my heel flipping me over so I landed on my back hitting my head so hard everything went black for a second. The voices of people shouting stirred me back to reality. “Hey buddy – watch it!” “Ouch!” “Look where you’re going!” “Asshole!” I stared at a world turned upside-down as two teenage boys above me were shoved apart like the trees from the forest in my dream - falling away to reveal Jake. The view from the ground stunned me as Jake’s massive form appeared over me. “Emmett, are you okay?” He said reaching down to me. I couldn’t speak. All I could do was stare at him. The gray team sweat suit he wore was ready to burst. His pectoral muscles were swollen so large they lifted up to bottom of the shirt showing the waistband of his pants, and a peek of skin. I moved my lips but nothing came out. Jake lifted me off the ground, one arm around me the other taking my bag. He had perched me on his hip when words finally came to me. “Ah, Jake I think I can walk.” I whispered feeling like a bit of a spectacle in the middle of the Airport. “I’m sure you can, but now that I got you I’m not letting you go just yet.” He snickered back. “Everything all right here?” came the voice of the female TSA agent. “Yeah,” Jake answered, “My buddy here took a fall on that nasty step of yours. You really should do something about that.” He continued, challenging the agent’s authority. “Jake, it’s not their fault I wasn’t looking where I was going.” “Sir, would you like to see a medical attendant?” She asked me. “No, I’m fine – really. Only my pride was hurt.” “So, does that mean we’re ready to go?” Jake asked me. “I didn’t check any bags, but I dropped my cell-phone. Do you see it anywhere?” I asked. “I got it!” said a small voice from below. Jake turned us around to face the small boy in a Mariners jersey holding out my cell. “Hey, don’t you play for the Mariners?” he asked. “That I do little fella.” Jake said smiling. “Wow, you’re really big.” The boy said in awe. “Yea, I guess I am. You look like a fan; would you like an autograph?” “Oh, boy would I!” the little guy answered his face beaming. “I don’t suppose you have a pen on ya?” Jake asked. “I have one” interrupted the TSA agent handing Jake a Sharpie pen from her shirt pocket. “And, the little guy’s right. I’ve been to some of your games and I had no idea from watching in the bleachers what a huge guy you are.” The female agent said now gushing. “Good clean living as they say Miss.” Jake set down my bag, and took the pen and signed the boys shirt. Retrieving my bag he said; “Well, I guess we should be gettin’ off then?” Jake adjusted me on his hip and carried me out of the terminal. As we entered the parking garage elevators I spoke. “Jake, you really can set me down. I just tripped that’s all. I can still walk.” “Aw, all right.” he resigned. “Go ahead and ruin my fun. You’re just so light, and it feels so good holding you close.” He said sounding like a boy just told he wouldn’t get a Red Rider BB Gun for Christmas. “Well if it means that much to you I guess I can deal with a little more embarrassment. Just don’t carry me in to Dr. Gannon’s’ office okay?” I said submissively. “Dr. Gannon? Do we have to go there first? I kind of had something else in mind.” Jake said. “And what might that be?” I said my curiosity peaked. “You’ll see.” Jake carried me all the way to his Truck. “Tall enough?” I teased staring up at the Red Ford F150 sitting atop four ridiculously large tires. “Don’t make fun of my truck, or I’ll have to kick your ass.” He said placing me inside, and dropping my bags in the back of the extended cab. All settled in my seat. Jake entered the cab, and filled it up quite nicely. As we drove off I let my hand slip to his thigh and gave it a squeeze, or at least I tried. It was as hard as granite, and hardly felt like real flesh. The interstate was crowded and I soon realized where we were going when Jake took the Exit. “Why are we going to the Arena?” I asked. “You’ll see, just be patient” he said a smile spreading across his face. Jake pulled into his reserved spot, and stepped out of the truck grabbing a gym bag from the seat behind. “Well, come on then –time’s a wasting.” Jake walked me through the maze of the Arena, and I recognized the locker room as we passed them. “Well, Emmett here we are” he said as he stood before the double doors marked “GYM.” “Why are we stopping here first, Jake?” I asked. “Because I think you need to truly appreciate what’s happening to me and the best way for me to show you is here,” he said as he pushed the doors open and motioned me inside. Jake followed me into the impressive facility that seemed to have everything a gym rat could want. “I already worked out once this morning, and I’m ready to go again.” “Jake, you mean even after taking off the patch the effects are still lasting?” I asked. “Now, don’t be mad Emmett but I didn’t take it off. As a matter of fact I put on two this morning, and I feel great.” Jake said beaming. “Jake are you insane? You’re putting your health at tremendous risk!” I said slightly angry he hadn’t done as I asked. “DO I LOOK UNHEALTHY TO YOU!?” Jake shouted performing a crab pose. As he continued to squeeze his muscles I heard the seams of the sweat suit starting to rip. When Jake brought his arms up into a double bicep pose the seams under his arms split open. “Yeah! That’s what I am talking about Emmett! Look at me! I’m growing bigger by the hour.” Jake said, and then he tore off the sleeves of the shirt revealing he massively muscled arms. He reached into his gym bag and pulled out some type of sport shake and chugged it down. “Emmett I feel better than I have ever felt in my entire life, and I don’t want it to stop. Please be happy for me, and help me for Pete’s sake. Don’t make me give this up.” His voice was pleading now. This scientist in me wanted all this to be stopped and studied, but the horny, gay man inside me wanted to do nothing more than worship Jake’s body. Jake stepped in close and took my hand and placed it under the remnants of his shirt. “Feel my body Emmett, and tell me you want me to stop.” Jake said tempting my wildest desires. Jake peeled what was left of the sweatshirt off, and let my hands browse his thick, meaty pecs covered in dark fur, and then running my fingers down the bulging abdominals. His muscles were so hard it was amazing Jake could even move the bulging masses. I slid to my knees as Jake removed his pants revealing his magnificent cock now nestled between massive thighs covered in more dark curly hairs. His cock began to stiffen as my hands roamed the bulging sinews that made up his legs. Jake gently lowered himself so he could take off my clothes till we were both equally naked. “Let’s work out?” Jake whispered, a smile spreading across his face. “Aren’t you worried about somebody coming around?” I asked. “Nah, not today. I’m sure the guys partied pretty hardy last night. They won’t be coming around.” Jake said brushing off my concern as he stepped over to the bench press, and laid down, positioning himself under the bar. “Well, don’t just stand there come over here.” Jake ordered. “What? Do you want me to do? Spot you or something? How much is on that bar anyway?” I said teasingly. “Only 500 lbs, that should get this party started. However, you I want right here,” he said slapping his cock that was beginning to rise to the occasion. “Always fantasized about fucking and lifting at the same time – now seems as good a time as any.” Jake said chuckling to himself. It wasn’t easy but I managed to climb onto Jake’s monster fuck pole and placed my hands on the cobblestones of his abdominal muscles to balance myself. “You’re in charge of counting.” Jake said as he grabbed onto the bar, and began his first rep. Slowly he pushed the bar off the rack and lowered it down – resting it on his large erect nipples. He pressed the bar up, and I could feel him trying to push his cock further into me slightly bucking his hips when he reach the lock position. “One,” I called out. “Oh, fuck this is gonna be good,” Jake purred. From there he continued to pump out one perfect rep after another. By the time he reached 20 my insides where on fire from the piston fuck I was getting. “Need a little more weight” Jake said almost in passing as he racked the bar and sat up. I started to easy myself off his cock when, “Unh, Uh… you aren’t going anywhere.” Jake said as he wrapped one arm around me and carried me while still impaled on his super-sized member. Using just one arm Jake added another 100 lbs to each side of the bar, and moved us both back into position. I could see he was straining now with 700 lbs on the bar, but only for the first few reps. After five he was moving the bar like a machine, and pounding my ass at the same time. “Oh fuck Emmett it feels so good,” Jake said after reaching 20. He racked the bar and started pressing me, moving me up and down on his cock. I watched as his pecs squeezed together, pumping ever larger as he moved me up and down his pole. With each landing I felt his balls stopping me shorter than before until I had to reach behind touch them. Good Lord they were getting huge – on the size of oranges. Oh, fuck Emmett I’m gonna explode, and he did. Jake pulled me in tight as I felt his cock jerk inside me pumping, and pumping his load deeper into me. After what felt like five minutes I too was pushed over the brink. My cock pressed against Jake’s granite stomach sliding up and down the center of his abs, each ridge sending waves of pleasure through me as my cock rubbed over them. I finally released me insignificant load as Jake continued to pump out more cum. So much poured out my ass and oozed down onto Jake. Soon he and the bench were covered in his creamy, white seed. “Oh, Emmett I don’t ever want this to stop.” Jake whispered. “So, what shall we do next? Squats?” He teased.

Cockring Chapter 9 - Seattle Found Chad was still fuming over the hibernation of his computer in the middle of his plans to play out another test with Brain and Keith. The accidental activation at the group party a month ago had shown that Brian's limit still hadn't been reached. Chad was all set to send the signal that would make the cockring put Brian into a total sexual frenzy again. He wanted to test the full potential of his prize alpha male and figured no one better than Keith to be on the receiving end. "Keith, humpf, fuckin power bottom claims he can take over eleven inches." Chad grumbled as he reviewed Brian's current stats. With Brian already ten and a half a special triple activation could easily have pushed him over twelve inches. "I'll bet he would have been begging Brian to stop long before the cockring ever forced him to grow that huge." He turns off the monitor alarm and updates his data log on Brain. Adding a note to try and trace the video feed that Keith had broadcast from his hotel room, while he was with Brian that first time. Then he sends a note to Doc. Chad: Doc, I may have stumbled across a glitch in the system. Am performing data analysis and trouble shooting the problem. More later once I have something positive to report. He hits the send button as the system displays a reminder, 'Seattle Acquisition Interview - 8pm', on the screen. "Shit, I almost forgot." He rushed around picking up the place, ordered dinner from room service and jumped into the shower. Once in the shower he relaxed as the hot water pelted his skin. He knew that it was important to clear his mind and think only of the Seattle acquisition interview. He had been searching far too long and this was the only candidate who made it through the screening process. He didn't want to mess things up tonight. He finished showering, toweled himself dry just in time for his dinner to be delivered. He sat down to eat as he reviewed the information on Magnus in the system. Six foot four, two hundred pounds, thirty three waist, muscular, blue eyes, full head of hair, nice Norwegian features with an "Oh, My" dick size. He laughed at Magnus's size classification, "Oh, My". Hardly a number but it was a real eye catcher that stuck in his mind during all the emails that brought him up to the interview tonight. Chad put his dishes in the hall and dressed in a pair of slightly worn jeans and polo shirt. He prepared refreshments on the table and placed the gift wrapped cockring nearby. It was already programmed to test the candidate’s arousal response once Chad managed to get Magnus to wear it and it was properly activated. Chad always loved the challenge of getting a new stud to wear the device. Most of the alpha males had tried cock rings of various types before. Many liked them and a few never saw any benefit to wearing one. Tonight’s stud was in the later group who had worn one at least once before and really didn't care for them. As eight approached, Chad made his way to the lobby and positioned himself in a large comfy chair with a clear view of the entrance. He liked to have the option to bail out at the last minute if necessary. Some habits are hard to break, especially if you've been suckered in a few too many times by false information and old or fake pictures. A tall, trimly built man entered and looked around the room. He had short hair, a strong jaw line and an almost perfect roman nose. Compared to the pictures in Magnus's profile this man was even more prefect. It had to be him. Chad observed a while; he wanted to see if the man was confident or nervous. Magnus glanced at Chad and then winked at him. He took off his leather coat and draped it over his shoulder as he approached. "Chad? I'm Magnus." He extended his large hand to greet the handsome new friend. "Glad you could make it." Shaking his hands as he deliberately eyed him head to toe making sure it was obvious that he was appreciating the man. "Your pictures don't do you justice." He said with a grin as his stared locked onto the mesmerizing, deepest blue eyes and he continued to shake hands with Magnus. "You nervous?" "Sorry, no. It's just your eyes are so blue, I'm drawn into them." Chad finally realized he was still shaking hands and pulled his away. "I hear that from a lot of men." Laughing softly. "And I take full advantage of the hypnotic effect." "I don't blame you for that. Got to make the best of what you've got." "The big blue's just a distraction to throw you off. I've got plenty other things to put to good use once you're under my spell." Placing his hand on Chad's shoulder and giving a light squeeze. "And I'm sure you'd like to find out." "We'll see about that." Patting the hand on his shoulder and turning to the elevators. "I'm on seven." The doors barely closed behind them on the otherwise empty elevator, when they were in deep embrace. Hands roaming over each others bodies, across abs and groping packages. "Man feels like your spell is working hard on me already." The elevator stops and the doors open at the seventh floor, and they break apart just in time as two ladies are waiting to get on. They step aside, allowing the women to get on and then they exit quickly down the hall toward Chad's room. Once inside, Magnus embraces Chad tightly as he begins kissing him. Lightly at first like sampling a new treat and then more deeply, letting him know he was hungry for more. Chad succumbs to the hot mans probing tongue quickly and they begin to undress each other. Shirts are easily removed revealing two sexy men with powerful chests. Both nearly hairless and sleek with taunt musculature. They kick off their shoes and remove their socks. Then, taking turns they groped each others groins and slowly remove the pants and finally the constraining shorts. Chad maneuvers them toward the seating area. After a short while, Chad breaks free long enough to offer Magnus a drink and they sit on the chairs facing each other. They engage in some small talk, learning more about each other. Their eyes dancing over each others naked bodies as they get past the mundane chit chat and delve into the meatier topics of mutual interests. Chad can barely restrain from attacking Magnus. He wants the man so badly that it is difficult for him to wait until the cockring is in place. He has to keep reminding himself of the goal for the meeting. He needs to complete his Seattle acquisition and Magnus has got to pass the tests. "I can tell something is on your mind." Magnus interrupts Chad with a puzzled look on his face. "Not really." Chad denies. "No, really. What is it? You can tell me anything. I'd just like to get past it so we can enjoy the evening." "Well?" Chad began. "It's just your body is so perfect. You look so handsome naked. I hate to spoil it and don't want to offend you." "What's wrong? I'm not easily offended. Just be honest with me." "Okay, I bought you a little present. But I wonder now if it'll detract from all your physical perfection. I just think every man should wear one all the time." Handing him the package with the cockring inside. "Now that's a cock ring." Opening the box and pulling out the cockring. "You shouldn't have. You know I've tried one before but didn't get any additional pleasure from wearing it so I threw it away. However, since it'll make you happy I'll wear it for you tonight. Besides, this one is so thick and heavy. It really has some nice masculine qualities." "Thanks. I think it makes men look all the sexier and studlier. I hope you'll use it tonight at least...” Chad almost gushed as his ploy worked. "Let me put it on properly for you." "Watching you put it on me would really make it sexy.” Chad fumbled a bit not wanting it to look like he'd put cockrings on every man in the country. He finally managed to get Magnus's large balls through the ring and then quickly pulled the shaft through. His experienced, slight of hand trick, managed to remove the plastic liner and then he twisted it into position as he activated it. "There, now doesn't it look good?" He supported the cockringed dick on his hand. Magnus's dick was rapidly growing in a gentle upward curve. "Wow! It looks to me like you might get a lot of pleasure from it." "From it or from you?" Magnus leaned in and pulled Chad to the floor with him. He kissed Chad deeply as his hard dick probed for Chad's ass opening. "You ever experienced a curved dick before?" "Can't say that I have." He lied. "Well you're in for a real treat. Dicks with an upward curve like mine fit real naturally inside a mans hot ass." His dick slides easily inside the moist man hole. "mmmm, you feel good and tight." "Fuck me, Magnus." Feeling the penetrating probe as it strokes his insides deeper and deeper. His breathing begins to quicken its pace. "I intend on doing just that. Pumping your ass until I'm satisfied." Chad knew the curve shape of some dicks please mainly due to the increase friction on the frontal side of the anal cavity. He personally he preferred the straighter, thicker cocks. "mmmmmm, give me more." He did enjoy the feeling as the head of Magnus's dick slid up and down inside. Massaging his prostrate as it made its way deep inside his hot moist man chute. "mmmmmm, yes." "Fuck, I'm going to cum!" Magnus exclaimed. He didn't want to cum so soon. He struggled to hold off as best he could. This wasn't normal for him. He was totally surprised that he was so close to cumming so quickly. Magnus knew that Chad was no where close to orgasm and cumming together was always more pleasurable. Chad squeezed his glutes, tightened his grip inside to milk the mans dick. He knew exactly what was happening and wanted Magnus totally drained if possible. Magnus continued his strokes as his dick shot several blasts inside of Chad. Finally, he pulled out and rolled over onto his back beside Chad. "Sorry, man. I didn't mean to cum so quickly." "Not a problem. I wanted your load." Chad really did. His testing couldn't begin until after the first release. Now was when the cockring would get started. "Then I'm glad." "We've all evening to have more fun." He stood up, pulling Magnus with him. Then they sat on the edge of the bed as Chad passed him his drink. As they chatted, while Chad cleaned up the curved manhood and then began to play with it again. It didn't take long for him to get hard again, with the help of a slight tug to activate the cockring. "You really have a way of stimulating me." Magnus was surprised that Chad was able to get him hard again so quickly. Chad got down onto his knees on the floor and began to suck on Magnus's dick. Magnus watched his dick as it disappeared inch by inch into the hungry mans mouth until it was totally inside. Then he felt the pulling of Chad's suction. "Fuck man, you're going to make me cum again." Releasing the curved dick and licking it end to end. "Isn't that what you want?" I know that's what I want, he thought to himself. "Well of course, but I'd much rather fuck your ass again." "Not this time. You've got to let me taste your cum." He pushed Magnus down onto his back and moved into a sixty-nine position on the bed. "I'll match you lick for lick." Magnus quickly began to suck on the hard cock above his mouth. It was a real mouthful for him, but he did his best. As he'd take in an inch or two, he felt his dick going into Chad's mouth the same. If he licked the cock tip to base, Chad licked his the same. They were like mirror images of each other. In and out together. A lick here, a stroke there and Magnus would feel the same thing on his own dick. He cupped Chad's balls in his hand and massaged gently. As he felt Chad doing the same to his own balls. It felt wonderful. He'd never had anyone match him like this. Whatever he wanted done to his own dick, he only had to perform the same action on Chad. Their emotions began to heighten. A rough pull or two to keep the balls from drawing up helped to prolonging the play. It was both pleasure and torture for Magnus and likely Chad. It seemed he was hard forever before his juices swelled up inside to the point that he couldn't contain the release any longer. His load shot out profusely into Chad's hungry mouth. Chad swallowed repeatedly as the cum continued to flow. However, that is where the reciprocation ended. Chad didn't cum for Magnus at all, not one drop. "You didn't cum. Did I do something wrong?" Magnus questioned with real concern. "It's okay, if I cum, then sex is totally over for me. I can't do anything after I cum." Then seeing the disbelief in Magnus's eyes. "Really, I've always been like that." Then reality hit him. Yeah, he'd always been like that with every guy he was with for as long as he can remember, except Brian. "Wow, I've known others like that, but they usually cum early and then show you the door. They don't usually hold off like you did. Guess that means you aren't done yet." Magnus was pleased and concerned. He'd already shot two large loads and doubted he could continue much at all. Chad was so very hot to him and he wanted to make a good impression. "Mmmm we are only beginning." Chad knew it wasn't the end as he still had a few more tests to run on his newest alpha male. "I'll need a few minutes to recharge." Grabbing his drink and taking a couple swallows. As he drank he felt his dick regaining life again. "You're kidding, right?" Chad was looking at engorged dick standing between the Magnus's legs. "Dam, guess I'm more horned than usual." Magnus was slightly puzzled about his third erections so quickly. "Maybe wearing a cockring has some benefit after all." "I want to ride this time." Magnus just indirectly confirmed the cockring was working. Chad knew full well what to expect from the program now. He moved into position and slowly eased down upon the man's hard dick. He didn't need any additional lube as his love chute was plenty ready. Once again he made every effort to enjoy the added intensity in pleasure caused by the curvature as it rubbed his prostrate in all the right ways. The slick hard dick slowly disappeared inch by inch, inside of Chad, stroke after stroke. Chad increased his pace as he became more accustomed to its size. Magnus was breathing harder and faster as he finally reached out to take hold of the man riding his dick so furiously. Chad had other plans. He grabbed Magnus's arms by the wrists and pinned them down over the man's head. His mouth began to nibble on the two hard nips that peaked each of his pecs. First one and then the other. Back and forth as he continued to ride the hard dick inside his ass. "Fuck!" Magnus bellowed as he feigned to struggle and get his hands free. Chad continued to ride his Seattle dick hard. He knew he'd found the perfect alpha male and that pleased him enormously. "Shit, I'm cumming again!" Magnus went wild. Bucking up into Chad over and over. The spasms driving Magnus out of control. His cum flowing like lava out of Chad and down onto his pelvis. "You're one hot man." Chad complimented Magnus. "Me? It's what you're doing to me. I still can't believe it. Three times in less than an hour. Shit." "Guess you really do benefit from wearing a cockring." Chad knew he needed to encourage Magnus into keeping the cockring on until he was gone. He didn't want Magnus finding out that he had no choice but to wear it until after Chad was out of town. "Fuck yeah. I don't think I'll ever take it off." "You're just saying that to make me feel good about giving it to you." Chad teased, knowing full well the reality of the future for Magnus. "No, really, I'm going to wear it every time I have sex from now on." Chad knew that was a true statement. He also knew that Magnus would really be wearing it all the time from now on. At least until he had no more use for him. Chad and Magnus went to the bathroom and got into the shower together. Chad began soaping up Magnus and working the lather into a nice frothy coating. He paid extra attention to the cum stuck on his lightly hairy chest and abs. Magnus rinsed off and then he returned the favor. Soaping Chad's body top to bottom and working his finger deep inside Chad's ass. First on finger, and then another, and then he managed to get a third finger inside. "Man, you really know how to work me up." Chad was really getting worked up again. His cock was so close that he began jerking off as Magnus continued to work a forth finger into his ass. "Ung, oh, mmmmmmm." Chad fell back against Magnus as his load blasted out all over the glass shower doors. His spasms continued for several minutes as Magnus continued to work on his ass. Magnus wanted be sure that Chad got relieved of his load before the night was over. "Stop, Stop, please, enough." Chad asked and then commanded politely. He pulls away and turns facing Magnus. Plants a big kiss on him and plays lightly with his dick. They continue kissing and fondling each others bodies as they rinsed off. Once done they step out of the shower and began to towel dry. "mmmmmm, I really like this." Chad reached around Magnus and purposely surrounded the cockring with his hand. He still wanted to test the failsafe one more time, by giving the cockring a slight tug. "Dam! Look what you're doing to me again!" Magnus complained jokingly. "Yeah, I know." Chad continued his test until he was sure the failsafe would force Magnus to grow to his limit before he let go. "Fuck, I'm getting another erection!" Magnus could hardly believe it. He tried to hide how painful it was by acting macho about it. "Dam, is it big this time or what?" "Sure looks extra huge to me." Chad chimed in his encouragement even though he knew Magnus could be in pain from the failsafe. A normal erection pretty well stretched his shaft skin to its limit and this was designed to go 5% beyond. Magnus was jacking furiously for all its worth. "Man it really hurts it's so hard." His hips swaying back and forth. "Dam, I gotta cum." His dick throbbed and his balls drew up tight. Finally his cum erupted violently, flying all over the mirror. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." Chad acted surprised as he watched. Once Magnus was done shooting his forth load, Chad kissed him deeply. "You going to remember me fondly after tonight?" "You know I will." After a bit, they went back into the main room and got dressed. They chatted some more and then Magnus indicated he needed to get home. They said their good byes at the door and Magnus indicated he would be back tomorrow if it was okay with Chad. "We'll see how it goes." Chad lied. Once the door was shut, Chad logged into the system and began updating the settings for Magnus in the system. He packed quickly and checked out of the hotel. He wanted to get back to his own home. After several months on the road, it was time for some much needed relaxation. Magnus arrived home late and was so tired and worn out he plopped down on the bed and fell asleep. He woke up early in the morning and was basking in the exhilaration from all the activity the previous night. He got out of bed and made his way to the shower. It was then that he remembered the cockring. It felt good around his half erect dick as it swung back and forth. "mmmmm, maybe I'll just keep wearing this." Looking in the mirror he liked the way it emphasized his dick. He stepped into the shower and began washing up. Soaping his body head to toe and then a little extra emphasis on his privates. Working the suds around his groin as he tried to clean up under the cockring moving it just a bit. An erection quickly developed and grew rapidly. He made no association between his cleaning under the cockring and the result. Why would he? Thoughts of Chad and last night flooded his memory. "Guess I've enough time to take care of a load." Magnus began stroking his dick. Long slow strokes at first which quickly became rapid jack hammering as he couldn't get enough. His dick was pounding, internally he was peaking and yet didn't want it to end. "Fuck" he screamed as the load pelted the wall of the shower and he fell back under the spray. He changed to cold water to help him settle down more quickly. As he cooled off, the cockring glistened catching his attention. I can't wear it to work or I'll never get my mind off sex. He thought to himself, but also realized he would never get it removed while he was still partially erect. He turned the water off, grabbed his towel and dried as he stepped out of the shower. He was almost completely dressed when he remembered the cockring. He unzipped his slacks and pulled them down along with his shorts. He had to admit that the cockring did look good on him. He placed his hand around it and began to pull it off at the same time trying to pull his shaft up through the opening to free himself. The cockring reacted promptly causing an enormously painful erection. "Oh, Fuck!" Magnus screamed as he slammed his fist into the wall, breaking the sheetrock. "That fuckin son of a bitch. I thought there was something strange about this cockring and I'll bet Chad knows." He grabbed his cell phone, fumbling to punch in Chad's number as he continued to jack himself off. The automated system at the cell company answered and informed him the number was no longer in service. "Shit! I'm so totally fucked up now." Magnus realized he may be stuck wearing the cockring for a long time. At least until he could find Chad or figure out another solution.

Chapter 10 - Chicago Alpha's First Client Chad relaxed on his flight home knowing that for the first time in many months he'd be able to enjoy his home, his friends and not have to worry about auditioning anyone. His flight was rougher than normal due to some very bad storms. Otherwise it was uneventful except for an occasional glimpse of the handsome male flight attendant and his pronounced package as he past Chad more than several times. Chad was too worn and exhausted to do much about it this trip, although he did get the guys name and email on a card as he made his way to the restroom once during the flight. He opened all the windows as soon as he arrived home. He'd been away too long and really missed the fresh salty sea air. He unpacked hurriedly, stripped off his clothes and went out by his pool to bask in the afternoon sun. In no time he felt the tense business stress flow away, replaced by calm soothing warmth penetrating his naked body. He'd been on the road for several months with only a brief stop home now and then as time permitted. The web based communications world was a boon for his lifestyle as it enabled him to work and even to monitor his house while away. However, once home he realized he did indeed miss the real comforts of home and the physical contact with his friends. He spent several days simply relaxing by the pool and catching up with old friends at his local hangouts. He attended several parties and just let the system monitor everything else. He knew if there wasn't anything going on with his work that needed his attention or he would be notified by the system. He spent a bit of time now and then researching the internet, trying to track down Keith's broadcast of the encounter with Brian at the hotel. Several times he located a short clip or a frame or two saved as single images saved on various sites by individuals. But the full video file he was searching for was never found or it had always been removed just before he got to it. It seemed that someone was teasing him by dangling the frames in his path to find or they were monitoring his efforts and moving it around to keep him from finding the video. Either way, it was totally frustrating to him as he had exhausted all of his usual resources without finding so much as one concrete piece of data as to where the broadcast was sent or a full copy saved. Regular daily activities took over more and more of his time and prevented him from wasting time on his futile search for Keith and the video. The weeks went by quickly as he succumbed to all the simple things his life had to offer. Renewed friendships, trysts, and rendezvous’ make it easy to forget what day it was. He also spent considerable time brain storming with Doc about the glitch in the system that caused the unexplained happenings to Brian. Doc offered to casually meet Brian and examine him first hand, but Chad wanted to keep conditions 'normal' for awhile longer so that the variables didn't change too much. Limiting the environment could be helpful in further analysis of Brian. Doc had to agree and kept working on his end with the production and quality control of the cockring manufacturing aspects. Meanwhile Keith had kept himself busy fielding queries and requests for more information about the video of his encounter with Brian. Seems the live video had caught the eye of several commercial producers who have been after Keith for several years to be an actor in some professional videos. Some of them had even expressed interest in Brian too. Keith contacted Brian to be sure he would be okay with the new developments. Brian replied with a call to Keith. "Hey sexy. What's this video stuff all about? You finally going to give in and make one for those guys you told me about?" "Sort of. It's the same guys who contacted me several times before to do a movie. Like I had told you, I've always put them off saying I need to have a good connection with the guy to make it work out." Keith went on. "Well, they liked the live vid of us and wondered if I found that connection. Said the two of us really looked hot together." "Live Vid of us?" Brian panicked. "You never said anything." "I told you that if our connection worked out I wanted to take a vid of it. Thought it was okay with you?" "Shit, big difference between a making a vid and broadcasting it live. I wish you'd asked me first. What did they see?" "It was cool. Your face was almost always obscured or hidden by shadows, back of the head only, or in severe profile. No way that you would be recognizable." Keith said assuring. "Besides, all their emphasis was on my being able to totally take that fuckin monster cock of yours." "That’s a relief. But then why do you need anything from me?" "Well, some of them want to sell the vid. So I'll need your permission. It'll mean some extra income for you. Could be several thousand." "Can I see the vid first? Would like to make sure I'm sufficiently protected." Brian stated cautiously, although his exhibitionistic side already had his cock fully aroused. "Sure, I'll send you a copy right now. You need to know that they've expressed an interest in having you and your huge cock in some more scenes." "Cool, but as you know, I don't get much free time to play and it's got to be safe." "I'm sure that can be worked out. They can always have you as an extra standing around or stepping up to offer assistance. You've no idea how impressed they were by your muscular body. Plus you totally drove them crazy with your huge thick cock. You could be even be used as a cock double for some of stars who can't seem to keep it up for all the action in the shoots." "Well, I'd have to think about that. Sounds hot, if it’s done right. I got the vid you sent. I'll watch it and if it's okay, send you the release form tomorrow. Thanks for asking." "Cool Brian. I just wish I had the camera set up to record when you showed up at the arena. That was so hot. I know it would have made us even more money. You were so fuckin huge that day! Did you use a pump to make your cock extra large before you showed up or what?" "I've never used a pump. Just me, totally hard for you." Brian knew that the cock ring played a roll, but wasn't about to say anything about it to Keith. "Well, all I know is that I've never seen your cock that thick and long before. I know you're huge, but man you were a fuckin monster that time. I'll let them know once I get your release. If you decide not to give the permission, that's cool too. Hell, I've put them off for couple years now. It's just that I felt the connection with you, as you know, and I'd be proud to have you be the one in my first movie. Later stud... bye." Brian was totally aroused by what Keith said. The idea of being in a video with Keith was so wild. He jacked off as he watched the video. The whole deep throating scene got him so aroused that he signed the release even before he finished watching it. He quickly replayed it and shot off another load before sending the reply to Keith. Chad woke up one morning a few days later to a system alert. It was time for him to open up the new markets in New Orleans, Dallas and Chicago. He checked his appointment book on the computer which confirmed the task was due. "Shit, already that time." He remarked to himself. He logged into the system and began editing his website to make the new alpha males available on the system. He checked the gay web site that served as a front for his business. All three of the alpha males had logged in using the complementary membership ID's they'd been sent anonymously by him. They had created profiles, uploaded pictures and made some contacts already. "Nice, makes my job a lot easier when they provide their own profile data and use the web site before I put them into production." He copied and pasted some of their data and pictures onto his homepage and updated the announcement page to show the opening of the new markets. The three new alpha males; Dante in New Orleans, Garth in Dallas, and Eric in Chicago would all find themselves extra busy very soon. He also checked his systems private area on the site while he was logged in. "Nice, very nice. Profits are already up for the quarter and meeting all projections. Membership has tripled since opening the south eastern markets." He was pleased with the profits and that his marketing plan was working out so well. He prepared an email to Doc with the details. He also informed him about the live video Keith made with Brian and, finally, that he'd made no progress as yet on the potential glitch in the system. Chad established his site when he was in high school and made enhancements and upgraded functionality as profits increased. Being the web master of the site, members contacted him with suggestions and questions all the time. This helped him to improve the site and keep it growing and profitable. His college education was mostly financed by his web site. During his years at MIT, a high number of queries and comments sent into the website for one basic topic. It was a large group of bottoms who wanted to connect safely with tops. They basically wanted some combination of several things. Some felt insecure with their expected submissive role that was usually expected of bottoms and wanted more control. Others sought a means to engage hot alpha males and ensure all their needs were fulfilled versus a quick encounter. Still others wanted to take full control during sex with men physically larger than themselves. All wanted to know if anyone had any answers to these situations. Chad quickly recognized that he too had similar desires and a solution could be very profitable. Chad was already working as a research assistant on classified projects designed to remotely control insects. They were attached with micro cameras, transmitters and sensors to become electronic bugs used by the military and law enforcement. It wasn't much of a stretch to imagine adapting some of these technologies toward a solution. It took most of his years in graduate school to perfect his cockring technology. The same technology he used today. The set up costs to develop and manufacture the cockrings was beyond his capabilities and that was when Doc came into the picture. He had the resources and connections to get the manufacturing done. Without Doc the whole business plan would be a bust as no cockring alpha studs would be available, connected or controlled. The special invitation to Alpha STUDS service was marketed directly to registered members in the specific market area. STUDS or Submissive, Temporarily Unconstrained, and Dominated Subjects. The offer indicated the service essentially provided the client with alpha males who were temporarily unconstrained and dominated by sex needs and submissive to the client’s desires during a prescribed sexual encounter. As a STUDS subscriber you will have access to Alpha Males in key market areas across the US. The initial membership fee was set high enough to discourage those who weren't serious about using the service. The additional fee was base upon the requirements for the connection. A sliding scale that was negotiated when the member defined the activities. It promised a controlled experience, custom designed to their needs, with a satisfaction guarantee. They opened the first market, Washington DC, in February and added a new market area monthly for the first several months. Profits grew quickly as they added New York, Boston, and Charlotte markets and then the three south eastern markets a few months ago. He just hoped that the membership growth would continue for the three new areas. With a total of ten markets open he was just over half way toward completing this phase of his marketing plan. However, the delay in both Minneapolis and Seattle acquisitions were likely to cause him to miss his financial goal for next year unless he could find some way to accelerate the schedule. He checked on Brian's data and realized he'd come along well enough that the ID for the website could be sent out. That would help get him on his way toward production much sooner than the plan of early next year. Secretly he wanted to provide Brian additional opportunities with clients that would guarantee his option of monitoring and gathering additional data on the 'glitch' in the system. Also it would be fun to see if Brian uses his free membership and what he puts into his profile. "Dam! Someone wants Eric already. I knew he'd be in hot demand, but it's only been a few minutes." Chad reviewed Jerry's STUDS member profile and then he began to monitor the chat dialog in progress with Eric. <'going to be Chicago soon, would love to connect with hot top like you' >'that's me, total top, what are you looking for' <'want a man, not a boy to satisfy me' >'no problem there' <'just know I don't want a dump and go quickie, need to enjoy some quality time' >'you'll be satisfied, plenty' The arrangements were made and then Jerry sent in his STUDS form expressing his agenda of needs and wants for the evening. He wasn't sure how well a new STUDS Chicago alpha would work out, but the promise of his total satisfaction was worth the cost. Chad set the parameters into the system for Eric's meeting with Jerry. He entered the time and date of the event and made adjustments that would ensure Jerry enjoyed at least four hot fucking sessions during his evening as requested. Jerry was tired of men who promised an evening of hot sex only to blow one load and be done for the night. Like he told Eric, he wasn't into quickies. Chad knew that the system would make sure Eric delivered as promised, one way or another. Jerry arrived in Chicago and checked into the hotel. A quick email to Eric provided the room number. Then he jumped into the shower to clean up and get ready. He put on his sweats, gym shoes and a head band. "Looks like I'm ready for my trainer." He said to himself in the mirror as he lightly squeezed his dick. There was a knock at the door. "Who is it?" Jerry called out. "It’s your trainer, Eric." Jerry opens the door and in walked Eric with gym bag in hand. Wearing warm-up pants with snaps up the side, an unzipped warm up jacket over a string tank top that clearly revealed his powerful chest. His chiseled good looks drove Jerry wild and reminded him of a movie star. "Quaid, Dennis Quaid, that’s who you look like." Jerry blurted out as his heart pounded. He was quickly getting aroused with the images of what he and this stud were going to do. "Yeah I get that a lot. I need to do an evaluation on you first." Eric played his role very cool and professional. "Get those clothes off so I can see what I've got to work with." Jerry striped out of his sweats quickly and stands facing Eric. Eric produced a tape measure and began with the neck. He took a measurement and wrote it down on a form that had an outline of a mans body. Eric proceeded from head to toe until he had completed the form. Then he looked it over, made a couple of notes on it and eyed Jerry once more. "Not bad, not bad at all, I think I can help you out." Eric takes off his jacket and then his tank top. He reaches out and puts Jerry's hand on his shoulders. "Feel them." Jerry did as he was told. "Now my pecs." Jerry lowered his hands and felt the muscles flex beneath his palms. "You want to have a body like this?" "Yes, I do." Replied Jerry nervously. He wondered where this was going. He'd requested this role play but didn't get into details so it could play out as a surprise. Eric didn't show any sexual interest in Jerry. Instead he acted like a real trainer. Jerry's hand drifted lower across Eric’s abs which felt tight and firm. "You'll need to sign a release form before I can give you Personal Training. It's standard legal stuff." Eric twisted to pick it up from the table and hand it to Jerry. As he did, Jerry's hand deliberately slipped and brushed across Eric's groin. The cock inside felt so good. He yearned for it, moved his hand back quickly and tied to give it a light squeeze. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Eric acted pissed. "You really want training or my dick?" Eric tossed the form on the floor. "I... I...just thought.." Jerry wasn't sure anymore if this was a real trainer or part of the role play. "That's what I thought; you guys are all the same. Just lookin to get fucked by a hot muscular stud." He pushes Jerry back onto the bed. Then grabs the waist band of his warm up pants and with one quick motion, the snaps pop as he rips them off revealing nothing underneath. His dick leaps to attention as he moves toward Jerry, who was just starting to sit up on the edge of the bed. Jerry opens his mouth and slowly sucks the warm dick deep inside. Inch by inch it disappears inside as Jerry's tongue performs its magic on the hard shaft. Eric begins to moan as his pleasure mounts. He pushes Jerry back, grabs his legs at the knee and swiftly puts them on his shoulders. He quickly applies some lube to his dick and slides it into Jerry's ready manhole. It didn't take more than half a dozen strokes before his cum shot wildly into the warm chamber. He roughly withdrew his still dripping dick, turned, walked into the bathroom and begins to shower himself clean. Jerry wasn't sure what just happened. This wasn't what he planned and he'd paid too much for the evening to be over all ready. He calls out to Eric. "You're not done are you?" "Dam right, you got what you wanted. Got me off even quicker than I thought you would. Hope you enjoyed it." Eric continued to soap up his chest. "I had hoped for a lot more than a quickie. I thought I made that clear to you." "Sorry dude, that's all I have, see." He turns showing his flaccid dick. "Totally spent." "I'm sure a man like you has more than one load for me." Taking Eric's dick in his hand and like magic it begins to quicken again. Rapidly getting even harder than the first time. "Not bad, not bad at all, I think I can help you out." He smirked as he threw Eric's words back at him. "Fuck! How'd you do that to me? Eric was truly shocked, thinking Jerry had worked some magic on him and totally unaware that the cockring was doing its job. He was so hard and horny that he wanted to fuck Jerry again. Jerry joined him in the shower as he continued to work over Eric's dick. Stroking it end to end as he kissed Eric all over. He was driving Eric wild, taking him to the edge and backing off time and again. Eric was stunned, he felt unusually helpless as if under a spell. "I've got to cum." Begged Eric. "Please, I need release." Jerry turned his back to Eric and braced his hand on the shower wall. "Now for your next exercise, let see how well you can pump off several long slow sets." He braced himself ready for what was about to come. Eric slowly entered Jerry's tight ass as the warm water pelted both their bodies. This time feeling every inch slowly as he pressed forward. It felt so good. "Man, it's never felt like this before. You feel so, hot." "It pays to take your time." Jerry was enjoying this slow penetration, knowing that he was in control. "Now, stud, feel my grip as you try and slowly withdraw your cock." Jerry gripped inside holding tightly and making it difficult for Eric to pull out." "FUCK!" Eric struggled. "I can't." "Oh yes, you can." Jerry released his grip. "Now do it again." They continued the slow insertion and gripping extraction time after time. Both were building quickly to the point of no return. The water was turning icy cold as their breathing became labored as their hearts beat rapidly. Jerry pulled away, turned and grabbed Eric's dick and squeezed it as his load surged forth. He continued to milk Eric until the pulsing subsided. They both finished up in the shower, taking turns soaping and washing each others bodies. They stepped out and dried off wrapping the towels around themselves. Once in the main room they sat on the edge of the bed as they had a drink and chatted a bit. Eric still couldn't figure out how Jerry had gotten him going again. Jerry skirted around the issue. He said he knew certain techniques that usually worked in these situations. "Well, I'm glad you did. That was so totally hot for me." "I'm enjoying it too." Jerry added. "I'm not done with you yet." "You're kidding right? You can't possibly expect me to perform again this qui ..." Eric stopped short of finishing his sentence as he felt his dick rapidly awakening. "I knew you had it in you." Jerry stated as he placed his hand on Eric's tenting towel. "This time I get to ride you." He pushed Eric onto his back and pulled open the towel as he tossed his own towel aside. Eric's dick stood at attention, pulsing and throbbing. Eric was already breathing harder. His emotions taken into high gear by his third erection in less than three hours. Jerry squatted over the stake and slowly lowered himself until just the head was inside. "Think you're ready for some more slow torture?" He toyed with Eric. "Fuck man, I don't know how long I can stand it." "How does this feel?" Jerry's ass slowly started undulating pulling Eric inside bit by bit. It was like his dick was slowly being sucked inside a machine. Devoured an inch at a time by Jerry's talented ass muscles. "Nooooooo, noooo, nooo, I can't stand it anymore. I feel so helpless under your control." "You're doing great stud." "Noooo, I got to get relief! I can't take much more of this. You got to let me cum." "I don't got, to let you do anything." Jerry boldly stated in a commanding voice. "I'm the trainer in control now and you'll cum when I'm ready to let you." Jerry was feeling powerful. He knew now that the system was somehow assisting him. Making Eric submit to his control by feeling helpless beneath him. Eric was at the mercy of his raging sexual pleasure and desires. His dick truly controlled him at this point. His dick and the signals sent by the system through the cockring. Jerry was addicted to the pleasure he was receiving from the cock now deep up inside of him. He too longed for his climax as he began stroking his own hard on in rhythm to his riding Eric. Faster and faster he continued to jack himself off. Faster and faster he rode Eric. His leg muscles burned from the constant squatting motion, but he couldn't stop. He didn't want to stop. Jerry felt his cum well up inside of him, until he couldn't stand it any longer. His body tensed as his muscles tightened and his emotions erupted until in last gasp he shot his load all over Eric. When his muscles tightened that last time, so did his grip on Eric's dick which erupted deep inside of him. The two collapsed together totally exhausted and spent. It took them several minutes to recover any strength at all. Eric pulled Jerry close and the two kissed and caressed each other as they enjoyed what they both had experienced. "Well, I guess I'd best be on my way." Eric got up out of the bed and made his way to the bathroom to clean up once again. Jerry rolled over onto his stomach and watched the reflection of the powerful man in the mirror cleaning himself up at the sink. I don't know how STUDS was doing it, but so far it is making this night everything I had specified. Then he suddenly remembers that meant there was one more erection left before Eric would be done. "No fucking way!" Eric cursed as he made his way back to the bed. "Look, I'm fucking hard again. What the hell is going on?" "I wanted you again." Jerry said teasingly as he raised his ass up. "You're not kidding, are you? How the hell did you know?" "It was just part of my plan for a perfect evening." Jerry smirked, pleased that he was actually going to get everything he wanted. Eric slowly entered Jerry's hot ass the way he had just learned from his new Trainer. He knew just how to please his bottom and didn't want it any other way. Somehow he knew Jerry was in control and pleasing him totally was the only way that he'd get relief himself. "Man, that ass of yours has such a power over my dick." "That it does my friend, and it loves what you're doing." "Fuck, it feels so tight inside. I can feel you gripping inch by inch. It's so erotic. I never realize how hot it can be." "Now you know how to please your master." Jerry realized he may have slipped up using that term. "Master?" Eric repeated questioningly. "Guess the roles have kind of been reversed ever since I pumped that first load into you so quickly." "You learn quickly, Eric. That's good." Jerry loved the sense of power he had over such a hot, top stud. He was master; the top was slave, what a nice twist. He knew he wanted to do this again. Only next time he'd have even far grander plans in store. "Ugh... Sir, may I cum now?" Eric played up the slave role. "You'd better or I'll keep you here all night." Jerry fired back, half joking as he himself was getting a bit raw from all the action. But, oh, it felt so good. Eric pulled out shooting his load all over Jerry's back and Jerry shot yet another load onto the bed before collapsing in exhaustive relief. They both cleaned up and agreed to meet up again, next time he was in town. Eric finally left feeling totally exhilarated at the entire experience. He didn't have a clue that this connection was any different from any other he'd been involved in. However, he did realize that he had more erotic fun than usual, learned a lot from his experience with Jerry and enjoyed it all. The next morning Jerry logged into the website and completed his satisfaction survey as required to maintain his membership. He indicated he was 100% satisfied with the service and the evening fulfilling his request. He then used the comments section to praise Eric and to request information about the locations were other alpha males were available. With all the traveling his job demanded he hope for more intense pleasure. He was startled to receive an almost instant replay that indicated the locations of all the current cities where services were available. He didn't travel often to most of them but the last entry in the list caught his eye. Minneapolis was listed as available after the first of the year. His cock leaped at the prospect. He had regular monthly business in Minneapolis.

Frederick is a 36 year old former college athlete that had to stop working out years ago because he could not find the time to get to the gym. He tries to find ways of putting it into his schedule, but the economy has been a major factor. In the 13 years since he left college, he has lived in several states and was married to a beautiful woman that he cared a great deal about. She held a steady job during the four years they were married. She supported him when had to leave a job because of his health problems. He hurt his back in college when he was training for baseball season. He was an excellent player too. You even qualified to become a semi-pro player, but his back problems were too severe and he had to stop playing. The degree he earned in college deals with heavy machinery and there has to be heavy lifting involved with it. This became a major problem when he had to apply for jobs. He would have to lie sometimes just to get the job, only to deal with the problems later. She was very patient with him, but it wore off eventually and they both divorced. It has been six years since he divorced and he still struggles to find a steady job. He has to take jobs that don’t use his degree so he can find work. They don't pay very well either. It wasn't until he found time when he was out of work briefly that he took a chance and went to a local gym to try and get in shape again. The years have taken a heavy toll on his body and he feels lethargic quite often. The gym is small, but he thinks the atmosphere is quite nice. He has noticed that the clientele is limited, but the guys always seem to look fresh and energized because their bodies look so good. Their muscles gleam in the lights with such clear skin and they never look tired. He has watched a few of them lift sometimes and can’t seem to figure out how they lift heavier each time they do a set. He decides to talk to one of them about the secret to their success and is told that he needs to talk to the owner because he has a great product that Freddie should try. He is so intrigued by this that he doesn't even finish his routine. When he does find the owner, he is clearly shocked by his appearance. The owner is gigantic and must have 24" arms because they are the biggest he has ever seen. He is wearing a tight black shirt with a vest over top of it with the gym logo on it. His pants are also black and appear to be glued to his massive legs. He is aware that Freddie is new to the gym because he has noticed his name only a few times on the sign in sheet. He tells him to walk into a room near the back of the gym so he can talk to him about his product. He sits down across from him at his desk and digs out a big jug of what looks like protein milk. He says that this is a concoction that resembles those protein shakes that him and one of the trainers at the gym has been formulating for a while now. He has given out a great deal of samples to the guys inside the gym and that the results speak for themselves. Freddie agrees with that analogy and says that he wants to try it himself. The owner, Hauser, wants to do a physical on him first to see if he is eligible. He tells him that he has a background in sports medicine so he knows what to look for in his body. Freddie lies on a table at the other side of the room and is immediately stripped of his clothes. He isn’t very comfortable with it, but Hauser assures him that it is a necessary part of the process. He understands and allows for the examination to continue. Fortunately, he is still wearing his boxers while the owner starts feeling around. He mentions that Freddie is still in reasonable shape and he has nothing to worry about. He immediately notices that his back is not entirely right because he sees how Freddie is lying on it. He tells him to get up and come out on to the gym floor because he wants to see to how Freddie lifts. As he starts into his normal routine, Hauser gives him one of his sample containers containing the ‘liquid’ that he has been giving the other guys in the gym. He tells him to drink the whole thing in the middle of his workout otherwise he won't get the full benefits. After watching Freddie move through some of his lifts, Hauser turns around and goes into the back again. Freddie opens the container and consumes the ‘liquid’. The taste of it is quite good, sort of like honey mixed with vanilla. He goes back to doing his routine again and feels like he is getting stronger. He adds a little more weight to the bench and pushes it all the way up like he has done it several times before. He does a full set with that weight and feels like he can do it again. He realizes that the drink really does work. He moves to his next exercise, adds more weight, and gets the same feeling. This is supposed to be his chest day as his pecs feel like they are trying to reshape themselves. He decides to go clean up and looks in the mirror in the locker room just to see what they look like. The pecs he has seen for years with their saggy look are beginning to look better. It appears as if they are lifting themselves up and swelling. He is wearing a loose tank top, but now it feels like it is getting tighter as he even feels his abs growing. Freddie looks down in shock as his gut disappears. His workout in one day achieved what would have taken years for him to accomplish if he hadn’t started on this drink. He goes back into the gym to talk to Hauser again the next day. He tells Freddie that he must be patient and to let his body do the work for him from now on. He is told that he doesn't need any more of the drink right now because his body is going to react on what he has already consumed. He of course is right. Freddie works on legs that day and they grow so much that his pants literally sealed themselves to his body. He psyches himself up because he can’t wait to work arms now. After taking an off day, he gets back to the gym. He wears a long-sleeved winter shirt just to see if he can rip it after his workout. After getting a massive pump going, he stops his routine to test himself. Freddie’s arms swelled up so much that he didn't even have to flex them because the sounds of his sleeves ripping followed not long after he finishes. His back finishes off the shirt since it also grew. He laughs as his lats flare their way out from his body. His skin problems appear to have cleared up and he no longer looks like the same man anymore. He feels so good now that he rips the rest of his shirt off and goes straight to the showers. His pants he is wearing are so tight that he can't get them off now. He grabs the side of them and just pulls, making them rip all the way down the seams. He tosses them away and pulls his jock off exposing his impressive ass and nice cock. He goes to squeeze some body wash out of his bottle and starts rubbing himself down with it. He turns to stare at his immense pecs in the mirror beside the shower and strokes his big cock. He feels his shaft starting to lengthen as it gets wider in his hand. He closes his eyes and keeps stroking, without even knowing that someone is coming up behind him. He opens his eyes in time to see a very large man walk up to him. Freddie sees nothing but the man’s wide pecs in his face since he is much taller than he is. He has a thick beard and a shaved head and laughs because he is quite aware of what he is doing. He tells Freddie that he knows he took some of the protein drink since he helped develop it. It dawns on him that this man is the trainer that Hauser spoke of in the meeting. The man is incredible all over and his huge nipples stick out the sides of his tank. He is wearing only a jock himself and turns around to reveal his immense butt. He leans over like he wants Freddie to penetrate him, but he doesn't go for it. He gets back up and turns to smile back at him. He pulls his tank off his chest to reveal his extremely furry chest and follows with his jock, which uncovers a beautiful cock. He moves himself over to another stall to wet himself down and it gets Freddie really turned on. His cock stands at attention without him ever touching it. The trainer, Paul, tells him to come over to him so he can help you out with your ordeal. He reveals that he is Hauser's life partner and always gets to know his clientele. Freddie figures out pretty quickly what that means and decides to move over to his stall. Paul starts stroking him with his huge hands as the water moves down in between the two big studs. The power emitting from him is quite evident as his 22" hairy arms bulge with each stroke as he starts rubbing Freddie’s chest. He leans down while he strokes him to lick his treasure trail all the way down to his cock. He feels how close Freddie is and opens his mouth to catch his load. He sprays his thick jizz into Paul’s mouth and swallows it. He compliments him on his tasty spunk as it tastes the same as the shake. He shoves Freddie’s face into his massive pecs and forces him to suck on his nipples. He is mesmerized by the size of them and moans wildly as they are intoxicating him with lust. He bounces them making them swell up bigger than before. Before long, Freddie is pumping milk out of his nipples and into his lips and mouth. He sucks the liquid vigorously into his mouth making him growl as he pounds on the big man’s gut. Paul constantly moves him back and forth from one pec to the other and pumps more milk into his mouth. This makes the big man start squirting cum into the shower all over the floor. He grabs him and slides his wet cock into Freddie’s pulsating hole. He feels him still shooting his load into his ass. He proceeds to lick Paul’s arms and neck while enjoying the feeling of being pumped full of his milk. While all of this is happening, both studs are being watched by other men in the showers who are trying to stay hidden. They are stroking their cocks as they watch the two behemoths fucking. The 325 pound hairy trainer continues to drill Freddie growling and demanding that he grow like a fucking god. The eager bottom moans louder as he feels his body pushing itself away from Paul. His legs are convulsing as they get thicker while his skin stretches tighter. He yells in ecstasy as his ass grows bigger swallowing up Paul’s huge cock. His pecs stretch further away from his body as his nipples are now as big as the hairy tops. He starts sucking on Freddie’s new nipples tasting their newly formed milk ducts. The sensitivity is enough to make him lose control and squirts milk on to Paul’s chest. He buries his head in them and growls. Freddie has now matched his tops size. The men overseeing this dramatic change now feel the need to join in as they come out from hiding.

‘Mmm oh gawd Todd this stuff is so fucking good you have to try it.’ ‘Damn Jake you really need to slow down on all of that food, you are going to get so damn fat.’ ‘You have to eat big to get big buddy. I can’t wait until I blow up huge, I just wish my growth was quicker. It is never enough I swear.’ ‘You are crazy man. I will never understand your need for all of this food. I hate these damn buffets, can’t we go to an actual restaurant sometime.’ ‘Hehe maybe on a rest day Todd, but after one of these fucking crazy workouts, I need to fill my belly with all kinds of stuff. I have no choice it is a need not a want hehe.’ Jake has a real love affair with food. Even before he got into weightlifting he loved it. He grew up wanting to be big and always researched how to get there. Once he got started into both on a regular basis, he realized that his body could grow if he fed it as much as possible. Buffets have become his favorite stops because of the huge amounts of food they provide. His close friend and training partner Todd goes with him to eat a lot mainly because Jake likes to make him uncomfortable and maybe because he likes him a little more than he shows. Jake’s interesting features originally drew Todd in when they first met. He has blondish red hair and has grey eyes to go along with his thick beefy muscles. At first Todd was only interested in Jake as a workout partner, but it grew more personal as he watched Jake slowly get bigger over time. He usually wears obscenely tight clothes which strain each time they go to eat. Todd suspects that he does this on purpose in case a sleeve rips or maybe one of his shirts bust open after he makes his stomach bloat. Todd’s secret crush on Jake is probably the main reason why he withstands all of these buffet trips. Normally in the back of his mind as he sits and watches the big brute eat, he imagines Jake fulfilling his need to go all in and make his muscles explode as he gulps down each and every morsel. He will just stare off into the distance sometimes listening to Jake moaning as he eats his food. ‘HEY! Are you drifting again buddy? Where do you go man? I know you get tired of listening to me down this stuff, but you don’t know what you are missing. MMMM’ ‘No it’s alright Jake. I just want to eventually go somewhere that doesn’t involve consuming multiple plates of the same food over and over. I am lucky if I get two of them emptied each time.’ Jake sits back in his chair and pounds on his stomach as it makes a hollow sound. The buttons on his dress shirt have started to stretch to their limits. His hairy stomach protrudes a bit making Todd stare a tad at the reddish hair peeking through. Jake winks before letting out a slight belch. ‘Hmm I think I need another plate buddy. I’ll be back in a few minutes.’ Todd watches the big guy get up and go back over to the buffet line after clearing his third plate. He starts to daydream again but this time goes all in on his fantasies of the huge stud. He can’t quite pinpoint exactly what he is feeling at that moment but in this instance it feels slightly different like there is some force making him go further into his fantasy of making Jake grow. This entire sequence must have lasted several minutes because when he snaps out of his fantasy, Jake is already back at the table getting ready to tear into his food again. ‘I swear Todd you need to stop doing that because you might never come back the next time.’ ‘Uhh sorry Jake, I don’t know what is going on with me today. This is happening more than usual for some reason. Is that your fourth plate?’ ‘MMMM it is buddy. I think this will be my last one though since you seem like you are getting distracted. I don’t want to keep you from getting something else done.’ Todd looks at him and smiles. ‘No it is quite alright man. You go ahead and eat and I’ll just watch I guess.’ ‘Okay suit yourself Todd.’ Jake takes a big bite of the chicken on his plate and lets out a deep moan. He almost seems to be having a moment. ‘Ohh fuck…..damn that is some good meat…..i can’t remember the last time I tasted something that good.’ Todd smiles back again as he stares at the nicely-shaped boulders of muscle straining inside of the beefy stud’s arms. His amusing thought of what Jake said almost escapes him as he notices a slight change in them. The huge vein sitting over top of his left bicep appears to have increased in size somehow at least it looks that way from his perspective. He wonders if it is his imagination playing with him, but he continues to watch it as it contracts. It looks like every time he swallows a bite, the vein grows a little more. ‘Mmmm I’m feeling really warm all of a sudden Todd, hehe must be all of this protein passing through my body.’ Todd looks around the buffet just to see if anyone else is noticing what he is seeing. Nope for the most part the place is starting to clear out since it is getting closer to the late hours of the evening. He can see the fabric starting to fray a little bit on both sleeves as both biceps appear to be slowly growing. Todd’s eyes grow huge as he witnesses this happening in front of him. ‘Uhh Jake…..I think your shirt is having a bit of a problem. Your sleeves appear to be having issues with your arms.’ ‘MMMM…..huh? What do you mean? *looks at his biceps* Ohh hehe, that is strange. I swear I just bought this shirt not too long ago. Oh well I must be pumped up from that workout earlier today. I think I might have to get another plate Todd. I’m so sorry man I really am but the buffet today just tastes so good for some reason.’ Jake scoops up some of the remaining chicken and licks the fork with his tongue. Todd’s eyes instantly go to the lifter’s forearms as they begin to stretch wider. The veins and tendons expand slowly pulling the skin in both arms tighter as the muscles grow larger. Jake seems oblivious to his change as he sits there taking in the flavor of the chicken. ‘Okay man, time for another plate. This time I think I will get the turkey with a little bit of ham too. Sit tight okay.’ Jake starts to get up as Todd notices the big guy’s huge cock starting to stretch further down his shorts. He can almost see the thick cockhead peeking out from the right side of them. Todd himself feels his own cock straining as he reaches down to adjust it. Before long, Jake is already back at the table and sits down with a huge grin on his face. He looks over at Todd who is starting to sweat a bit. ‘What is going on with you man? You feel bad or something? Maybe you need to eat something.’ Todd watches eagerly as Jake puts turkey in his mouth and chews it slowly. As he swallows it, Todd hears fabric ripping. He sees that Jake’s biceps have finally torn their way through the sleeves as the rip moves all the way up to his shoulders which appear to be growing too. The round bulbous muscles are stretching the fibers to their limits as they begin to emerge through the seams. Todd hears them slowly ripping apart which makes him moan a bit louder. In fact, the growth seems to be moving all over Jake’s body now. He sees Jake’s pecs swelling to the point that they spill up and out the top of his button-up shirt. ‘MMMM OHH YEAH! THIS TASTES SO FUCKING AMAZING!’ Jake’s voice gets louder as Todd can see the changes happening much faster now. Jake’s shirt buttons begin to fly everywhere as his pecs and stomach grow beyond the limits of them. His delts, lats, and the majority of the muscles in his back tear through the fabric like paper as his reddish fur thickens on top of them. He appears to be getting a major rush from the turkey as he puts the fork down to flex his expanding guns. His shirt completely shreds as he does this revealing his immense upper body as it continues to grow. Todd looks at him in awe as he pulls his cock out from under the table to start stroking it. ‘OH FUCK THAT TASTED SO GOOD MAN. HOLY SHIT, I think I am starting to leak pre Todd.’ Jake stands up and feels a trail of clear fluid running down his right leg as his cock travels its way further down his quad. Todd moans softly to himself so his huge friend can’t hear him. The growing lifter leans down to put his hands back on the table to start eating the ham which still sits on the plate. ‘I just can’t stop eating buddy…..mmmm fuck it is like I can’t concentrate anymore.’ As he picks up his fork again to eat the ham, Jake’s growing lower body shreds his shorts as the seams rip under the pressure of his furry reddish blonde quads. Todd sees his growing friend’s calves doubling up on themselves as he also appears to be growing taller. With each bite of the ham, Jake’s back makes a cracking sound as his body appears to be readjusting itself. He seems unaware that his legs and feet are slowly moving away from the table with the extra height. His hand still planted on the table is beginning to make it creak a little more. Todd strokes harder on his cock as he moans a little louder getting the attention of his hungry buddy. ‘Whoa Todd, I guess you do like me a lot. Hehe I should have known that I guess.’ As he finishes off the ham, the remaining fabric from his shorts falls to the ground revealing his giant cock and huge bubble butt to accommodate his growing hairy quads and powerful calves. He stands there completely nude rubbing his round belly as his wet cock bounces freely dribbling a thick stream of precum on the floor. He starts to feel the thick fur running up and down his body slowly massaging each hair and looks down to examine himself. It is like he always knew this would happen because he barely reacts whatsoever. As he places his enormous hands back down on the table, it makes a loud noise and breaks in half. He smiles at the rubble falling in front of his face and flexes his biceps. Todd’s erect cock is in plain view now as he just avoids the carnage. Jake winks as he walks over to where his admirer is sitting. He looks him in the eyes and picks him up in his arms. He carries the smaller man over to the buffet and knocks the top part of it off to sit Todd down on the counter. Todd can see now that there is no one left in the buffet. ‘Want to hand feed me Todd? I think this could be a lot of fun don’t you think?’ He winks and even places the small man’s hands on his chest. Todd squeezes the giant boulders as Jake bounces them slowly. Todd moans and tries to reach down for his cock again as his pants dangle below his knees. Jake stops him and pulls his pants off to throw them over to the side. He then places Todd’s hands along his lower back to let him get more acquainted. ‘No stroking man. I want you to savor it. Build you up so you can feel as good as I do. Now why don’t you turn around and get me some of that sweet potato casserole sitting there?’ Todd smiles back at him and reaches over to grab the giant spoon sitting in the tray. He fills it up with the sweet potatoes and turns to shove it into Jake’s mouth. The hungry beast chews most of it as the remainder rolls down his thick furry chest. Todd leans in to catch it with his tongue as he places his mouth on Jake’s massive pecs. He feels the incredible heat emanating from him as his tongue finds its way to the muscleman’s nipples as he begins to worship them. He hears the spoon fall to the ground as Jake growls in lust. Todd feels him grab a hold of his back as the hulk begins growing once again. ‘OHH SHIT TODD, this feels so fucking awesome. I just can’t stop loving how my body responds to the food.’ Todd feels Jake’s nipples stretching and getting bigger as he lays his head on his huge friend’s pec shelf feeling it swell beneath his face. The huge lifter must be over 7 feet tall now and easily 350 pounds. He laughs in shock as he holds his smaller friend in his arms cuddling him and rubbing his back. ‘Mmmm I love this a lot Todd. I never really had strong feelings like this for you before, but your hands on my growing body feels incredible. Instead of stroking that cock man, why don’t you put it inside my ass and make me feel how much you love my growth.’ Todd looks amazed and nods in agreement. Jake takes him over to an ice cream machine and opens the top of it. Before the small admirer has a chance to do anything else, the huge lifter rips Todd’s shirt off of him with one hand and sits him beside the machine with the other. He grabs a huge pitcher sitting by and dips it into the milk inside. He takes it out and starts gulping down the milk as it flows down his body. He then leans down to pool the milk all over Todd’s bare chest before giving the small man a very manly kiss. They both moan loudly as they lock lips. The small 180 pound Todd is shocked to see the huge 350 pound Jake push the machine off the table as he gets on top of him very slowly. Todd’s thick cock slowly pushes inside Jake’s waiting hole as he growls deeply. He maneuvers his way further down the shaft as Todd moans louder. Incredibly, Jake’s size is not too much for his small top as the big man tries to keep from hurting him. The two milk covered studs completely lose themselves in the moment as Jake feels a huge load building from inside Todd’s balls. ‘MMMM, I always knew you wanted me Todd. I want you to fill me up with that hot spunk of yours and then I will feed you something they don’t serve here on the menu.’ Todd feels the flood moving into his cock as he yells in ecstasy. ‘Fucking punch my chest man. Make my cock bounce hot stuff, come on.’ The small man punches him several times as his pecs and stomach flex showing off the huge ripples of solid muscle. Jake’s cock bounces furiously as he spills huge amounts of precum down his small lover’s chest. Todd looks into his eyes with incredible lust and has no words to speak of. Jake winks as he leans down to bury his top’s face into his pec shelf and moans himself. ‘Fuck yeah little man, cum inside me. Fulfill your desire for me and I will fulfill yours too.’ Todd rears back as he explodes inside Jake making the big man roar in delight. Todd thrusts multiple times shooting numerous ropes of thick goo inside him. The huge man’s sweaty muscles drip profusely as his cock swells up until it is almost purple. ‘OHH FUCK MAN…..I CAN’T HOLD IT ANY LONGER…..TIME FOR YOU TO EAT YOUR HOT MEAL!’ Jake quickly gets up off of Todd’s cock so he can shove his giant rod down his buddy’s mouth. The huge member pulses wildly as it contracts pushing a giant river of cum down Todd’s throat. He nearly loses consciousness as the load fills his belly full of thick cum. The huge man roars as his huge muscles flex and react with the whole sequence. He holds Todd’s head in place as his cock continues to pump jet after jet down the man’s throat. ‘OH GAWDDAMN IT TODD feels so fucking good to get that out. I guess it was a good thing you didn’t eat that much earlier because you won’t be hungry for a while now.’ Todd moans as Jake’s cock remains hard in his mouth. He slowly sucks on it lovingly running his tongue against the immense vein running along the side. This makes Jake moan in ecstasy as he smiles and looks down to wink at Todd again. The small stud can tell that another load is building inside Jake’s round balls. ‘WOW, I think this one is going to be as big as the last one Todd. Keep going buddy…..oh yeah…..just like that…..just a little more man…..OH FUCK YEAH!’ Todd tastes the sticky precum changing over to the solid white stuff again as another big juicy load goes down his throat. The load is so powerful that cum flows down the sides of his face and along his chest. Jake pulls his cock out and continues to stroke it as he leans down to lap up the cum already running down Todd’s body. His cock continues to shoot its jizz all over the feeder’s body. By the time it is done shooting, the small stud is completely coated in his sticky juices. ‘MMMM Todd, that was incredible. I think…..I need…..a break now.’ Jake falls on to the floor and appears to be unconscious. Todd lies on the table spent himself and incredibly full. He lifts his head up to look down at his immense stomach bloated from the massive amounts of cum he consumed. It is at this moment that he feels a rush of energy flowing through him. ‘OHHHH GAWD I CAN’T STOP IT……’ BOOM BOOM BOOM! Todd’s body explodes in size as his muscles nearly triple. The growth is so abrupt that his cock sprays several jets of cum into the air. The table he is laying on buckles from under him as his 180 pound frame vanishes in seconds. He lands on the floor and notices that he can’t feel any pain. He tries to move but his growing muscles prevent him from making any kind of motion. Jake still lies on the ground unconscious as his good buddy continues to grow beside him. Todd’s skin can barely keep up with the growth as he sails past 500 pounds. The cum from within his stomach finally dissipates as it now matches the rest of his giant body. He barely has enough time to notice his changes as he also goes unconscious. As the two behemoths lie there, the people in the back of the restaurant peer around the corner before calling the authorities. It isn’t known what will happen next, but in this case consuming protein certainly does a body good.

My feet never touched the ground when I sit on the high stools at this bar. I grasp my beer with both hands and stare down at my frail little legs hidden behind my khakis and kick the bar playfully a few times like I'm a child kicking the dirt with an audible sigh. I've been here a few times before on my way home from work to order a couple beers after the stressful days at my mediocre office job. There's never anything special that goes on in this bar because it's in the middle of basically no where except that mediocre office job I mentioned and my little appartment in the city ten miles from here. I'm convinced the stereo in here plays the same five songs over and over and I'm starting to get really sick of it, but the beers are cheap and the service is quick. The thunder claps outside and I can hear the wind starting to pick up as the rain begins to pelt the roof, almost blocking out the sound of the light music playing in the background. The lights flicker as a huge bolt of lightening cracks the sky in my view out of the window to my right. Suddenly the door behind me swings open and the sound of the downpour outside is much more evident. The door slams closed, shutting out the wind but the thunder continues to shake the establishment with subtle thuds that make the wine glasses on the shelves behind the bar quake. The thunder seems never ending at this point and feels like its getting stronger with each passing wave. I notice the bar tender's eyes grow wide as he stops drying the beer mug he had been rubbing with a rag. That wasn't thunder, those were foot steps. A huge leg suddenly swings onto the stool two chairs down followed by another massive twin. I look over and see a wall of a man towering what seems to be three feet above me. At 5'4 and 125lbs, soaking wet, it's not uncommon to have to stare up at everyone around me, but this was the biggest excuse for a man I had ever seen. He had jet black hair that was buzzed only a few inches long and a cut jawbone with a huge masculine jaw that sported a slight five o'clock shadow. I started to sweat as my eyes creeped lower and notice that his tight t-shirt, which must have been an XXXL, was soaking wet and leaving little to the imagination. One thing I could never admit was that I love huge muscles. I have an extreme weakness for their power and I feel a certain safety around big guys. I don't know what it is but pecs are something I can't get enough of, and this guy had a chest that stuck out atleast a foot over the bar. His broad shoulders carried two massive arms that were slick with rain as they rested on the ledge. A beer appeared in front of him. This was probably because he ordered it, but I wouldn't have been able to hear him order it if he had screamed it because my senses were all fucked up; he seemed to have me in one of those slow motion trances that you see in movies when the popular kid walks down the hallway and everyones staring. Wait, how long have I been staring? Holy shit! I snapped out of it and looked up to see the behemoth smiling down at me. While I contimplated my next move I noticed in my lower vision something moving. He was bouncing his pecs back and forth in his wet t-shirt. I lost it. I looked back down to my khakis only to be more humiliated by the tent I was pitching. This can't be happening. It was like high school all over again. I had to get out of here! I quickly threw money on the bar--which could have been one hundred dollars for all I was concerned--and immediately dashed towards the exit. Lightening struck fiercely as I ran towards my car. In seconds I was whipping around turns on the empty road surrounded by woods on every side. The rain was making things way too hard to see--it was as if my windshield had a sheet of white paper across it. I don't even know how far I had made it from the bar when I lost control of my car. The last thing I saw was my head going straight for my steering wheel. A couple of seconds later I woke up--dry--in a huge bed that was about two times as large as my queen sized bed in my shitty apartment. The fluffy white comforter was crisp and cold to the touch, just how I like it. Oh my god, I'm dead..I died. Then I heard a voice coming from the doorway ahead of me. I crawled to the edge of the bed and jumped down to explore. I walked out into a huge open room with high ceilings and log cabin styled walls. This place was huge! The ceilings had to be at least twenty feet high. I noticed, next, that the voice was actually a newscaster talking about the storm on the flat screen TV mounted halfway up the large wall ahead of me. I don't know if there are flat screens in heaven, so where the hell am I? I walked down a hallway on the opposite side of the room and I heard running water. I followed the noise until I reached a steamy open bathroom. The white tile floor was warm and moist as my barefeet walked across until I reach a large ceramic wall that only went half way to the ceiling and half way across the room. I peered over the other side of the wall and found the source of the steam. This was a lockeroom styled shower, fit for a giant. The shower water cascaded across the giant man standing naked, facing away from me. I estimated his back to be about four times as large as my entire width and it was covered in a mountain range of muscled lumps here and there. The water slid down to his massive glutes that had huge defined dents in the sides that could have been used as large cereal bowls. His legs were like tree trunks and his calves were as sharp as diamonds. I looked back up and noticed his head was thrown back and his shoulders were pulsing like he was...like he was stroking something. I gasped and he quickly whipped his neck around. I darted out of the shower room sliding across the tiles as I headed for the exit. Suddenly the thunder I heard earlier was back as this behemoth stomped after me, making the house shake with each of his large leaps. I ran for the bedroom I had woke up in and dove under the huge bed. The stomping slowed as it got closer. One last thud landed near the edge of the bed. Suddenly the bed creaked and started rising higher and higher. My shelter was being lifted above me! The giant, robed man used only one hand to lift the side of the huge bed 5 feet up in the air as he peered under it. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to--" I started. "Hey! Whoa, whoa! Relax there, little man! I'm not going to hurt you!" He eased. "I brought you here a few hours ago because I saw you swerve off the road after you ran out of the bar. I wanted to apologize for being so foward so I chased after you but ended up having to pull a rescue mission in this storm." "Well.." I shuttered. "How about you come out from under my bed so I don't accidentally cause you another concussion in one night?" He offered his huge hand to me. "I'm Alex." I put my hand in his and suddenly felt an ounce of his power as it envolveped up to my wrist and tugged me out from under the bed. The bed came crashing down as he released it and then spun around to sit on the edge of the massive mattress. Even as I stood and he sat, he was still a solid 6 inches above me. "What's your name?" He asked. "I'm Joey." I said, still skeptical of what this big guy might do to me. "Thanks for saving me." "It was the least I could do for ruining your night." "You didn't ruin anything. I just--" I stopped and stared up at him. "You just what?" He questioned, staring blankly at me like a lost puppy. This huge guy had no idea what kind of effect he had on me. "I just never saw anyone as big as you before..." I admitted ashamedly and looked back down at his feet. They were more than twice as large as mine. "Oh!" He said excitedly, "You like this?" I looked up to his face as he smiled and stood up from the bed. He stepped closer to me so that there was less than a foot between us. As I stared up he seemed to keep rising and rising, it was never ending. He peeled off his tight robe and tossed it on the bed behind him. I looked straight ahead and was eye level with his navel which was a tunnel inside his cavernous abs. He wore whitey tighties that had an extremely small waist compared to his wingspan. I was not prepared for what I saw when I tilted my head up. His pecs jetted out over me by a foot. They casted a shadow that sent shivers down my spine and blocked out the light from the ceiling fan high above. The cleavage between his pecs was unlike anything I've ever dreamed of. With a slight movement of his shoulders and arms his pecs parted like the Red Sea and his cute face peered down at me in the view between them. He looked incredible from my angle and I just stared with my mouth agap like a silly school boy. "So, do you like this?" He asked again as he began alternately bouncing the giant pecs above me. "You're...you're so big..." I said breathlessly. "Do you really think so?" "Yes," I declared, "I can't believe it." "What's not to believe?" He said as he sat back down on the edge of the bed in front of me. "I actually can't believe how small you are. I was shocked when I saw you wiggling your legs at the bar, trying to touch the ground." He chuckled. "It was adorable." Was he serious? He thinks he should be more into me than me into him? What is going on with this guy? "Do you want me to flex for you, little man?" He furrowed his brow as he asked the question. "Yes, big guy!" I said eagerly. I had a boner for the passed fifteen minutes, I didn't know how I was lasting this long in the same room as this titan. He raised up his arm and held it parallel with the bed. He closed his hand into a fist and veins started popping out of his forearm and his bicep. He brought his fist two inches from his ear and his bicep shot up into a huge bowling ball. "Holy..shit." I said as I gazed at the veiny orb. "Go ahead and kiss it, little man." He was staring at it, too, "before I flex it." It was then that it hit me that his huge bicep was not even flexed yet. Had I even seen any part of his body flexed yet? I moved my face close to his hot flesh and pressed my lips on the lower portion of the muscled rock he called a bicep. Suddenly he grunted and the bicep visibly swelled into massive porportions. Before, I was able to see the top part of the wall behind his arm; once the big guy flexed his bicep, the mountain grew so big that the muscle wall that was now as big as a basketball and was all I could see. I started to use my tonuge and kiss every surface inch of this massive arm. "It's real strong. I bet I have more muscle in this one bicep then you're whole body!" I could tell that my worshipping of his muscles excited him. He loved being admired and he definitely liked that I made him feel big. I decided to take the lead and touch his rock hard ten-pack next. "Yea, check out my abs, little guy!" I sucked on his huge arm one last time and then pulled my face away to check out his midsection. He stood up and I was once again face to face with his ripped abs. "Damn, big guy," I said as I rubbed his ribbed stomach, "they're like stone!" Each of his abs popped out a solid three inches and they were perfectly symmetrical. The rift down the center was as thin as a credit card swiper. I moved my face in and started to kiss his abs when his huge hand came up behind and lightly pressed my face into the divide between the ten pack abs. My nose and lips locked into place between them and then with a slight grunt he flexed. My face was being pinched by his rock hard abs and there was no way I could pull my nose our lips out without them being torn off. I pressed my hands on both sides above my head and my finger tips sunk into different crevices between his upper abs. The big guy chuckled as he swayed side to side, bringing my defenseles cute face and hands wherever his midsection pleased. Finally he released me and I rubbed my face and then immediately licked whatever part of his muscled abs I could reach. "Check this out!" he said as he stomped towards a dresser on the side of his room. "I call this my toy box, but it's really just a junk drawer" he smiled playfully. He pulled out a thick marker and a pencil and brought them over to me. He placed the marker on the bed and put the pencil in my hand. "Go ahead, little man," He looked down at me with a devilish grin between his massive pecs, "put it in my abs!" I first looked at the yellow, wooden pencil and then I looked up at his abs. I slowly brought the pencil close to his midsection and turned it sideways so it was parallel with the floor. I selected the thickest ab set and placed the pencil in the slot they formed. "Push it in!" He shouted. I poked the pencil in and then gave it more force. When I brought my hand away the pencil remained sitting in place. Alex chuckled and then slowly started to flex his abs. The pencil shimmied its way in and then cracked and snapped as his abs bent the pencil. I dug my fingers in and pulled out the remains of the pencil and looked up at him and smiled. He was loving this just as much as me. "Now the marker!" he shouted down at me. I picked up the thick black permanent marker off the bed and held it perpendicullar to the floor. I pressed the marker into the deep crevice between all the sets of his abs. After putting enough pressure on the marker it sank in so deep that I don't think I would have been able to pull it out on my own. Alex flexed his abs and the marker wedged itself so deep that it was surrounded by muscle on all sides. "Hahaha! I can't see what's going on down there over my pecs, but by the looks of it, you seem to like this!" This gave me a great idea. "Yea, big guy, your muscles are amazing! But, I have a question for you." I asked shyly. "Listen, I love that you make me feel big. Anything that will help you enjoy this experience will help me enjoy this experience. Ask away!" He exclaimed. "D-Do you think you could try this with your pecs?" I asked looking up at him. "Oh man, hahaha! You're a pec guy, aren't you?" He said proudly. He bunched his pecs up and his face disappeared from sight again. "You're in for a treat, little man!" He reached down with one hand and scooped me up like a doll. While holding me a few feet in front of him, he slowly plucked the back of my shirt and gently pulled it over my head. "I hope you don't mind we get a bit more comfortable?" He asked. I grinned happily and nodded. He then pulled my pants and boxers off leaving me naked. He craddled me in his massive arms and my head rested on his giant bicep. He pulled me closer to the underside of his chest and his pecs literally sat on top of me like two giant heavy bean bag chairs. He chuckled and bounced them around while craddling me. The two mounds heaved up and down, one by one; Each time they came down they crashed onto my naked body making me lose a little bit of breath each time. "Big gu--" Boom. "Big g--" Boom. "Big guy, you're" Boom. "Crushing me" Boom. Alex looked over his chest, hearing my whimpers and then tightened his chest into position with a freightened look on his face. "Shit, I'm sorry Joey!" He pleaded, "Sometimes I forget my own strength. Are you okay?" He looked down at me in his massive arms with the sorriest expression. "Yea, it's okay. I liked it, actually, I just hope you don't accidentally hurt me in all this fun!" I explained. Alex reassured me with a smile and then glanced at the dresser he rummaged through before. He gave another devilish grin and started to stomp towards the dresser. He placed me on the dresser which was about three feet high and really did look like a toy box for this giant hunk of a man. I noticed that when he placed me down on top of the three foot dresser, I was face-to-face with his huge pecs. I could have swore that he was only above seven feet when I first saw him at the bar, so this math just didn't add up to me. But, I shrugged it off as the big guy seemed to have a devilish plan in store for me. He reached down and opened the junk drawer. "Go ahead, pick out something for us to play with," he smiled at me. I reached in and brought up an old CD. "Inset disk here," He giggled as he bounced his huge chest around. I slid the disk into the tight cleavage and it slowly went further and further in. He looked me in the eyes and winked and started bouncing his pecs again so the disk disappeared between his pecs. I dug my fingers in as he playfully flexed and even though they were three inches into the deep crevice, I still could not feel the disk. "Just how deep is this cleavage?" I asked, shocked. "I guess you'll have to find out!" He giggled as he gave his pecs one big jump and the disk flew out and hit the wall across the room. I reached into the drawer again and grabbed a thick dictionary. "I bet your pecs can't swallow this, big guy!" I teased and went to put the heavy book back into the drawer when he grabbed my wrist with his long, thick fingers. I looked up at him startled and he had a serious expression. He was determined to prove me wrong. He brought my hands back up to his pecs. "Come on, little man, wedge it between my pecs--if you can--pipsqueak." Alex smiled and flexed his huge pecs. The veins were bursting out and the striations that made up the upper and lower pecs were visible like huge ropes. He expanded his back and then puffed out his chest and the cleavage seemed to open like a huge muscular vice. I slowly moved the heavy book towards his pecs and then squeezed it in as far as I could. I couldn't believe my eyes. His pecs parted for the book and then when he relaxed them they came crashing towards both covers. The dictionary was hanging out only a few inches from being totally enveloped by his pecs. I gasped and put my hands on both of his huge pecs. I felt them vibrating as sweat dripped down his forehead. "Watch this, little man." He grinned. "They're gunna GROW!" He shouted as he opened his arms wide with his fists clenched tight. I could audibly hear his pecs growing. They made the sound you get when rubbing two balloons together. I backed up as his pecs grew a few inches towards me and my back hit the wall. Alex looked down at me, standing on the dresser in front of him, and bounced his pecs again. The dictionary wedged itself deeper and deeper into his pecs until it was no longer visible. "I believe you lost a bet?" Alex smiled and flicked my eight inch cock which was now rock hard and dripping precum. I looked down and saw his huge python sticking straight out almost tearing through his tight underwear. The underwears' elastic could hardly contain his package and his pubic bush was flowing out of the top. "Big guy...You just grew!" "I know. I knew you would like that! The thing is, i've never grown more than an inch or two a month. With you, I feel like I can just keep getting bigger!" He bounced his giant pecs and the dictionary plopped out the underside of his cleavage, crashing to the floor. "You're so massive! I can't believe how huge your pecs are!" I fiddled around in the drawer beneath my feet as I said this, looking for something to really test his strength. I came back up with an old door knob in my hand. "Hey big guy?" I asked provacatively. "Yea?" "Do you think you can crush things with your pecs?" Alex smiled and raised an eye brow. "Go ahead, little man, put it in there!" He once again opened up his cavernous cleavage and looked me in the eyes. I pressed the door knob a few inches into his pecs and let go. They closed up like a venus fly trap and I pressed my small hands on his pecs and rubbed around. "Here goes nothing!" He wrapped his huge arms around me and pulled me close to his pecs as I tried to push away. "Stop! What are you doing!" I shouted, terrified. As soon as I was pressed against his pecs, Alex stopped tugging me towards him. My dick pressed against his abs and I thrusted it upwards where it laid in the rift between his abs. "Little man, I told you I will never hurt you. Look at all the power I have in just my chest. I'm here to protect you, not hurt you." And with that Alex released me and grabbed my hand. He slid my hand to the underside of his pecs, and a small gumball sized piece of metal fell into my palm. It was warm to the touch. It was once the door knob that he crushed with just his pecs.

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However the posers seem to be nearly painted on and showing just as large of a bulge as his biceps, traps, and chest are. The scene then switches to a montage of snapshots of all these athletic men and as each one pops up, they then fade into a before shot picture of these men looking all scrawny, skinny, and short. Other men's pictures are added to the montage as the a voice over his heard....] "Do you feel that life has given you the short end of the stick? Do you feel weak and helpless? Do you get picked on at school? In the library? On the street? In your own home even from family? Worry no more as M.O.M. will help you out. "Men of Muscle is here with a brand new product that will have you standing taller, with more confidence and an actual taller body. Bigger and pumped too. But most importantly with a larger cock, huge sperm count, and infinite virility. 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His cock doesn't even look hard and yet appears large enough to nearly burst his posers.] "AAAAAHHHHH!" [Throwing the glass away from him, it shatters in the corner somewhere. The body builder lets out a tremenous yell, thrusting his groin forward and arching his back. He lets out several short yelps as if in pain and as he does so his cock lurches forward, growing thicker and longer, his balls becoming more bulbous and swollen, hanging a little lower, even though they are clearly pulled up in a nice tight scrotum. His cock continues to just ooze out of him, as his feet and hands begin to pulse and swell, growing longer and thicker, hard and veinier until they look ridiculously out of size and proportion to his body. But that begins to lurch and jump up and up and up! He's growing taller and taller. With each yelp he seems to grow another two, three, four, six inches. Soon his head and then head, neck, and shoulders are pressed up against the extremely tall tall ceiling. But then he begins to twitch and to flex, to spasm and swell. His muscles are growing up and out at a phenominal rate. It's like his body is a balloon being suddenly filled with air or water, just swelling up and out and up and out more and more fuller and harder, denser and thicker. His calves each look to be as big as his waist. His thighs each to be twice as big around as his waist. His abs are a rolling herringbone brick work of a cobblestone road. His back just expands and widens, thickens and broadens along with his shoulders and lats and traps. From behind one could swear one is looking at a wall. Meanwhile his forearms have blown up like turkey legs, gigantic hamhocks, while his upper arms have doubled in size, with such mass and such a peak, his arms are bigger than his head and you'd swear the peaks could develope snow. Still one has to continue to watch in awe as his chest just suddenly rises and barrels out, thicker, heavier, wider, fuller....it just oozes out more and more hanging so thick and shelf like, as his nipples begin a migration from being straight out, sticking kind of up on to, back to out from the middle, and finally pointing downward. And yet the chest matches the width of the two massive tree like quads on him, the set making his waist look ridiculously small and tight. The increase of muscle has allowed him the strength to stand up fully erect now. The ceiling groans and splinters sending a shower of debris to the floor and the bodybuilder's feet. No specimen of mankind has ever looked this big, this huge, this dense, this defined, this cut, and this strong. He is in demi-god status. And yet his body swells just that much more as veins begin to snake their way criss-crossing his body, over swells and peaks, through valleys and dips, across smooth, hard, dense plains. Suddenly his cock lurches forward again, this time slowly. It is inflating, lengthening, increasing in girth. It pulls on his posers and continues to pull on them until, one, his balls fall out on either side. Two, rips and snaps begin to be heard. Three, the poser finally snaps and his manhood springs out full and engorged looking almost like a third leg. Four, it begins to spray copious amounts of precum.] "Aaaaaaugh....AAAAAWWWW.... UUUUGGGGH....... OOOOOOOH Thank you, M.O.M. for my fat heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeead!" [The man lifts up his cock and begin to drink from it as he releases yet one more load of cum. Fade to black.... fade up on text "to order please go to website http:sws.momsfathead.org" fade to black.]

‘Are you reading that story again Chane? Damnit man, I know you want to be one of those guys that end up having a fling with Achilles but come on.’ ‘I know I know I’m sorry Matt. I just can’t help it, there is so much sex and the transformations are great too. I just want to be one of those guys he meets up with and changes.’ ‘You are fine the way you are stud, you don’t need to go overboard fantasizing about some guy in a fan story geez. You have me and I’m not too shabby right?’ *flexes his small biceps* ‘Yeah I guess so. Do you want to have sex before you leave?’ *grins really big* ‘And you always want to have sex after reading it too. I wish I had time hot stuff but I need to get going. You need to get moving to the service center too anyways. I will talk to you later okay?’ Matt leaves their bedroom and walks down the hall to where the front door is to open it. He waves goodbye to Chane and leaves not long after. The fairly nerdy man sits at his desk and just stares at the computer screen not thinking about too much and just daydreams as he watches Matt drive off in his sports car. His mind wanders a bit as he imagines what Achilles might look like in real life. The words in the story make him out to be a very beefy stud with a vivid imagination. Chane wishes that he had the same ability as the man in the story so he can grow and be the incredible stud that Achilles is. He dozes off after a few minutes and feels as if he is falling from the sky. After a few seconds, he opens his eyes and thinks that he is awake, but rather he isn’t. He gets up from his computer chair and goes walking into the kitchen. There he sees a thickly muscled, black haired, handsome man standing over by one of the windows and is shirtless. His black chest hair is damp and it appears that he has just finished some workout. The man turns and gives Chace a big grin before doing a double bicep pose. His huge guns shine as the hair protruding from his pits is exposed. ‘Greetings mate. I was just getting ready to fix myself a big protein shake. I really hit those weights hard today, do you think I succeeded at getting a nice bloody pump?’ The man turns to do a double bicep flex with his back to Chane. The enormous delts and traps swell up to match his thick head. Chane nearly faints as he rushes over to sit in one of the kitchen chairs. The man turns back around and looks at him with a confused look. ‘What’s wrong with you mate? You have never acted like this before, at least not since I have known you.’ The man goes over to the blender and turns it on as Chane watches him stand there with his muscles twitching in his back. Chane feels his pulse increasing as he sees the sweat rolling down the huge man’s muscled spine before disappearing into his hot ass crack. As the man finishes fixing his concoction, he takes the pitcher off the blender stand and tips it back to drink its contents. Chane’s pupils dilate as he sees some of the shake rolling down the man’s huge beefy chest. The man finishes the shake and takes a few fingers to rub the amount on his chest into his pecs and stomach. He puts the pitcher down on the counter and walks over to sit by Chane. The handsome man puts his strong hands on Chane’s clean shaven face and leans in to give him a nice light kiss on his lips. Chane doesn’t resist and they slowly lock their lips together. The surprised small man puts his hands on the other man’s head and lightly starts rubbing feeling how tightly muscled it is. The man stops kissing him to say something. ‘You not feeling yourself this morning Chane? Let me put you at ease a little bit mate.’ He pulls Chane’s shirt off and leans in to give him huge manly kisses on his chest. The man pulls him into his own chest and squeezes him softly. Chane feels the man’s thick chest pressing into his own making him moan. He then puts his hands around the man’s wide back and feels the huge muscles as they contract. The man moans himself as he pulls Chane’s pants off. They both get more into it as the man starts to slowly tongue his unsuspecting lover’s shaft throbbing beneath his black undies. Chane moans as he feels his apparent partner’s hands gripping his ass squeezing it tightly making him give in to his temptation. It isn’t long before the man is able to expose the cockhead from beneath Chane’s briefs. The small guy begins to run his hands and arms up and down the man’s huge back as he rubs the huge lats protruding from the beefy stud’s sides. The man smiles up at Chane’s face before running his tongue along the entire head of his cock. He stops lapping at it to say something again. ‘I think you are starting to feel a little better now mate, I can tell. Why don’t I help you get a little more comfortable while I am down here.’ The man slowly pulls his lover’s briefs down and throws them to the side before standing up to give Chane a cheeky grin as he slowly pulls his own gym shorts down past his crotch and giant pumped quads. The thick beef in his legs glisten with sweat as Chane looks in awe at the huge throbbing cock bouncing in front of him. The man finally pulls his shorts completely off past his calves to throw them in the same direction where he launched Chane’s undies. He picks his small lover up into his arms and sits him on the kitchen table before reaching in to shove his tongue down Chane’s throat. The two men embrace as their cocks press against each other and rub their ooze all over their shafts. Chane moans deeply as the man’s massive sweaty torso rubs up against his shirt. The man then reaches down and grabs the side of Chane’s shirt to slowly rip it off taking in the awesome sound of the fabric giving way to his sheer power. He tosses the fabric to the side as he stops kissing Chane to start running his tongue and mouth down his lover’s skinny chest. The man locks his hands together with Chane’s and pulls him up into him again off the table. The small admirer can feel his own hole tingling with anticipation as he realizes that he wants the man’s hot rod up inside him. ‘I know mate I know. I can sense it too. I want you too. I want you to cum for me though mate without me fucking you. This could be bloody fun.’ After thinking for a few minutes, Chane realizes that this man is actually the Achilles that he read about in the story. He looks into the man’s eyes and smiles really big prompting the beefy stud to smile back at him. Achilles slaps his cock on Chane’s and positions him to where the big stud’s cock starts to pulse against his midsection. The smaller man starts to worship his chest feeling its thick contours before slowly nursing his hairy nipples and pecs. The huge strongman moans in his husky british tone and releases one of his hands to caress Chane’s head. ‘MMMMM mate that feels incredible. Keep working me over love and I will give you a bloody wonderful present soon that you will never forget.’ Chane buries his face into the black forest running down Achilles upper body. His throbbing cock is now pressing up against the small admirer’s face before slowly dripping a little pre down his right shoulder. Chane moans as he grabs Achilles’ cock and begins massaging it slowly with his free hand. Achilles growls loudly as he pushes Chane in to suck him. The thick shaft maneuvers its way inside his mouth as it throbs wildly. The tasty ooze increases as it flows down Chane’s throat. He tries to reach down to stroke his own cock, but Achilles slaps it lightly before shaking his finger down at him motioning that he is not allowed. The eager small man squeezes his beefy lover’s ass tightly as he feels Achilles pushing his cock further down his throat. He manages to gain his composure again as he feels his huge lover’s balls hitting his face and slowly swelling bigger than before. ‘You are such a great sucker mate. I can feel myself getting closer to bursting. Why don’t you lean back Chane so I can really make you feel good.’ He slides his cock out of Chane’s mouth and puts him back on the table enough to where his cock begins to slap against the pulsing hole of his eager lover. He lets go of his lover’s other hand to run his own huge beefy hands on Chane’s thin frame. His warm muscles touch his lover’s skin making the smaller man shutter a bit feeling enveloped and a bit protected. Achilles leans in for another manly kiss on Chane’s lips as he runs his hands down to where his small lover’s legs are and pulls them around to his back. Chane immediately locks his legs on to Achilles and moans loudly making the brit growl in delight. ‘MMMM mate I want to cum so badly…..I think you are giving me the impression also that you want my load inside you. *winks and grins* I think you will be surprised as to what I have in store for you mate.’ He rubs his huge cock on Chane’s hole and slowly starts to push it inside sending a rush of ecstasy through the small man. ‘OH YEAH, I know you will love it mate. I have a big load waiting to fill you up.’ He pushes further inside Chane as the smaller man draws closer into Achilles begging to be fucked. The thickly muscled powerlifter senses his small lover’s needs and starts to hump him slowly making the table start to creak. His powerful hairy body starts to drip with sweat as Chane’s eyes become transfixed on his man’s stunning power as he is being ravaged. ‘Mate I can feel it getting closer…..I have to fucking cum so badly it is driving me crazy…..’ He increases his speed as Chane feels Achilles body starting to tense as the table shakes to the point that the legs on it begin to break. The huge stud grabs his lover in his arms as the table finally falls to the ground. He holds Chane up in his arms as he begins to yell in his british drawl. Chane feels his huge lover’s cock starting to contract. ‘OHH FUCK MATE, I CAN’T CONTROL IT…..*stretch*…..*pop*…..I AM FUCKING CUMMING’ As Chane feels the huge river flowing through him, he can feel Achilles muscles expanding all around him as he feels the hairy muscle growing against him. The muscles stretch and pop uncontrollably as his British lover laughs feeling himself starting to wreck everything around him. Before Chane witnesses any other destruction occurring……he wakes up from his dream and feels his cock exploding in his pants. He grabs his cell phone and realizes that he was supposed to be at the service center about an hour ago. His cock continues to throb filling his undies with more cum before it finally stops. He gets up from his chair and ponders what just happened in his dream before he gets up to change into some clean underwear. If Matt found out that he didn’t make it on time, he would probably be pissed. After putting a t-shirt and a pair of shorts on, he gets into his truck. He finally gets to the service center and rushes in to put his uniform on before his coworker Alex sees him. Unfortunately, he has already noticed that he is late and is waiting for Chane in the back dressing area. He smiles and has his big veiny forearms crossed standing in the doorway smiling. ‘Well, did you and Matt have a nice morning? There has to be a reason why you are late, you never are.’ ‘Uhh well I guess you could say that Alex. I’d rather not talk about it and get to work.’ ‘Okay. Frankly I don’t see what you like so much about him, you could have been with me a long time ago and I know I could satisfy you way better than he can. You have known me far longer too and even encouraged me to pursue my aspirations for growth.’ Alex opens his uniform and shows off his greasy muscular frame exposing nearly everything including the upper part of his crotch. ‘Geezus Alex, how do you get away with not wearing any underwear. That is so sleazy man.’ ‘I like the feeling of it all flowing freely man. Besides I get good money if I show off my goods when I get some of these rich guys to leave their cars here. Oh well, I have to get this day moving along, I’m already behind, I will see you out here in a bit.’ Alex leaves as Chane finishes putting his boots on. He feels a bit lightheaded but gets up anyway to go out on the floor to start servicing a vehicle. After changing the oil in the car, he feels himself getting dizzier and almost falls to the ground. Alex hears one of the other guys yell out and rushes over to see what happened. He picks Chane up off the floor and takes him into the back. He looks into his friend’s eyes and sees how disoriented he is. ‘Chane? I’m taking you to the hospital man, you look completely out of it.’ Chane reaches out and touches Alex’s shoulder. ‘No Alex I’m fine. Please don’t call Matt either he won’t know what to do. I feel…..*pauses as he breathes a little heavier* really strange.’ ‘Chane…..?’ The concerned coworker looks down at his buddy’s chest and notices how tight Chane’s shirt is getting from even just a minute before. ‘Have you worked out a lot lately because I don’t remember your pecs looking this swollen?’ Chane turns his head down towards the ground and sees what Alex is talking about. His pecs are slowly stretching his shirt to its limits. He puts his hands on them and feels their power emanating as his nipples stretch the fabric as if they are trying to break free. He doesn’t feel any type of pain from this either which totally intrigues him. Alex’s pupils dilate as he turns his attention towards his friend’s growing arms. Completely unaware of his other changes, Chane’s forearms and biceps begin their growth cycle as the veins and tendons stretch against his skin pushing it wider and thicker. In fact, the unsuspecting recipient’s body is growing all over. Alex takes a seat off to the side as he witnesses the transformation commencing. Chane lightly moans as he continues to feel his pecs stretching the fabric. It slowly starts to rip down the middle as he watches his pecs emerge from captivity and drip several beads of sweat down his torso. His once flat chest is now filling out rapidly as his abs tear through the bottom half of his shirt. His growing back shreds his shirt and begins to work on his uniform. His legs quickly catch up to his upper body as they fill every single inch of the space in his shorts before ripping the seams completely open. It isn’t long before they start to fill the area remaining in his uniform. Alex pulls his greasy cock out from his own uniform and slowly wanks seeing his friend morph into someone far more appealing. Chane’s face and head is beginning to change its appearance slightly as his hair changes from blonde to brown and his face gets fuller even growing a bit of stubble. His shoulders stretch bigger and rounder pushing his uniform higher off his body to make room for his immense delts and lats. At this point, the growing stud pulls his tattered shirt off and looks up at Alex before winking and throwing the rag at him. Alex moans before he starts to crawl his way over to where Chane is sitting. They don’t speak as Alex pulls the top part of Chane’s uniform down to watch his upper body continue its dramatic change. At this point, the grower sees what his arms have done and smiles. Alex stops stroking his cock and runs his hands all over Chane’s thick forearms before tracing them up along a giant vein which continues into his shoulders. He squeezes them tightly getting a reaction from the growing stud. Chane wraps his arms around Alex and hugs him into his chest which pulses with excitement. Feeling Chane’s powerful quads starting to rip the seams apart in his uniform, Alex quickly pulls the rest of it off. The big bodybuilder’s legs are completely drenched in sweat from their transformation as his body hair begins to thicken up. Alex can feel Chane’s chest hair growing quickly as it covers his pecs and abs. He runs his hands over them making the big man moan lightly. ‘Oh mate…..*pauses and grabs his newly thickened neck with both giant arms* what the bloody hell? Huh? Why am I talking this way? I’m not british? *pauses again to think about it as Alex stares curiously up at his face* Could it be? *looks off in the distance* WHOA! I thought it was just a dream?’ ‘What was just a dream Chane? You mean this crazy transformation? I admit I never thought you would ever look so incredible.’ Alex runs his hands up and down his friend’s incredible quads and feels the bodybuilder’s throbbing cock against his own which is sitting up against his. Chane’s brown eyes stare into Alex’s blue ones before leaning in to hug him against his new muscular body again. The greasy admirer continues to run his hands along Chane’s hot body as they find their way towards his huge lats which flare out slightly. He squeezes them before rubbing his face into Chane’s hairy pits. The surprised stud rubs his friend’s head slowly as he buries his face further into each pit. Alex moans louder as he runs his hands up and down the huge monstrous back that now resides on Chane. The big stud pulls Alex’s uniform off before grabbing a hold of his ass and pulling him into him. Alex yells as he feels his body now pressing against Chane’s. ‘Oh gawd please Chane, you have to fuck me. Matt won’t even know who you are now so you might as well go for it. I am so fucking turned on by you, but I have always been anyway. You can’t deny me now can you?’ ‘Gawd mate…..I don’t want to cheat on him…..but…..I do feel like things have definitely changed. This does feel bloody amazing and you are so hot.’ Before Alex has another moment to respond, Chane pulls him down on top of his raging cock as some of the other guys from the service center begin to make their way into the changing area. Chane’s dream about Achilles appears to be quite the game changer as he embarks on a new path in his life. For other stories with Achilles, check these out: http://muscle-growth.org/topic/2477-the-achilles-effect/?p=18769 http://muscle-growth.org/topic/3910-the-other-side-of-the-species/(mentioned, not a main character)

Part 1 ‘Damn. I envy that guy so much. I wonder how long it took for him to get that big,’ Cole mutters to himself as he watches one of his gym crushes max out another rep after he takes another ten second breather on the bench press. The huge hairy stud has coached Cole before after they spoke a few times and even had lunch together. His grunts always make the smaller lifter pay attention to him despite the fact that he is supposed to be doing his own routine. Every once in a while, the bigger stud will turn to stare at Cole and bounce his pecs while winking. ‘HEY COLE, YOU BETTER BE WORKING HARD DUDE. I WILL COME OVER THERE AND KNOCK SOME SENSE INTO YOU,’ he says with authority. Cole stops glaring with a dumbfounded look on his face and gets back to working his legs. His big trainer friend stops his routine to stand up and walk over to a nearby mirror. He flares his huge hairy lats and stands with confidence as he studies every single detail in his muscles. He makes some unusual noises and smiles a bit as his eyes peer in Cole’s direction through the reflection. Once again the young lifter is catching glances and can’t seem to help from looking. ‘WHAT DID I TELL YOU COLE? GAWD DAMN MAN, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH YOU?’ He turns to walk towards the youngster and as he gets closer, Cole can see sweat beading down his hairy chest and back as his arms glisten. The vast array of veins and vessels stick out from his forearms all the way up to his shoulders. He goes to stand in front of Cole as he tries to use the leg press. He puts his huge arms down on the rack as the young lifter attempts to lift it up with all of his might. Cole’s face turns dark red as he tries to lift it up before having to drop it back down. ‘Come on Reid, can’t you take it easy on me. I have been doing so well and you are punishing me for some reason.’ ‘Dude, you are taking too many rest periods. I know I am distracting you by being here, but I know you need help with your training. I did promise you right?’ Cole stares into Reid’s dark brown eyes and seems mesmerized. Reid’s eyebrows rise a bit as he flexes his guns making the veins grow and sit right off from the surface of the skin. ‘COLE! WHAT THE HELL MAN? WAKE UP! Okay I will let go of the rack.’ He lets go and walks over behind Cole’s head. ‘Now, I want you to lift that fucking rack up all the way man. Hold it for about five seconds and then bring it down.’ Cole understands and attempts one complete rep. Reid tells him to do it again and he does. This continues for the next three minutes as Cole does a complete set. ‘Great job man, now you can relax for a minute.’ Reid rubs Cole’s chest with his big hands making his eyes enlarge since he has never done that before. The young lifter can feel his chest pressing against his back now. He realizes there is no one else in the gym and is probably why Reid is so much looser now than he was just a few minutes ago. The big guy’s groomed beard is now brushing against Cole’s face as he sighs a little. ‘What was that noise you just made Cole? Did you just sigh?’ ‘Uhhh maybe, why are you massaging my chest anyway Reid?’ ‘I am just rewarding you man. You are working hard lately and I thought I would help you relax a bit.’ ‘Ummmm thank you I guess. I have enjoyed our lunches lately Reid.’ The big stud smiles as his eyes light up. He moves to the side of Cole and looks at him before moving down to talk to Cole at eye level. The young lifter looks a bit confused as Reid moves in. The hot trainer looks into Cole’s eyes before leaning in to kiss him on the lips. It is soft but very comforting as Cole nearly melts. Reid laughs a bit as they separate. ‘You are okay man. I have thoroughly loved our lunches Cole. I know you like me a lot which is why I am so hard on you in the gym.’ Cole’s cock instantly gets hard once they stop kissing. Reid knows this but doesn’t touch it. Cole’s eyes look glazed over as he continues to stare at Reid’s gorgeous face and body. His short brown hair, groomed beard, and cleft chin drives Cole wild, but his massive hairy chest, back, and legs make him weak. Reid winks as he does a double bicep flex. His engorged biceps swell as the veins grow and his back widens. ‘Go ahead Cole, I will let you touch me. I feel like we are becoming good friends now.’ Cole grabs both biceps and squeezes. Reid lets out a nice moan and motions for Cole to continue exploring. The young lifter seems disoriented, but Reid helps him out by taking his hands and putting them over his huge hairy round pecs and flexes them. Cole feels how firm they are under the thick growth and moans himself. Reid leans back in again and kisses Cole on the lips again this time rubbing the young lifter’s face and head. ‘Mmmmm Cole this feels so good man. I really like the way you kiss. I think you can put that mouth of yours to good use.’ Reid takes his head and buries it into his pecs. He laughs as Cole moans loudly feeling the power radiating from the big stud’s chest. His tongue finally decides to explore as it find its way to Reid’s nipples. He licks them lightly before nibbling as he starts to rub the big man’s back. Reid moans louder himself as he pulls Cole’s tank off and rubs his back. Cole gets noticeably louder as he realizes that the big stud is truly interested in him physically. ‘Oh gawd Reid are you really that interested in me?’ ‘Cole I absolutely am interested man. You turn me on so much. I just want to keep going if that is okay with you?’ Cole stops talking to go back to worshipping Reid’s pecs. The big stud pulls his own shorts off to stand and show off a little more of his body. He flexes his quads as he pulls his undies down enough to expose his thick brown bush just above his cock. Cole looks up into his eyes and looks as if he is begging. Reid winks and pushes him into his bush. Cole slowly pulls his undies down exposing every inch of the big man’s cock while running his tongue on it. Reid roars in delight as Cole does this and tells him to turn to the side. The big man pulls Cole’s shoes, socks, and shorts off as he pulls him towards his crotch. His cock bounces not far from Cole’s face. The young lifter watches it dangle in front of him before sticking his tongue out to touch the big cock head. Reid yells as he puts his hands on Cole’s shoulders and pulls him towards his cock. The young admirer licks the sides before toying with the head again and sticking it in his mouth. Reid moans again as precum begins to pour down Cole’s throat. His eyes look intoxicated once this starts. ‘Ohhh gawd Reid, I want you so badly it hurts. I feel it deep inside me, the need to have your cock in me as I worship you.’ The big stud looks at him in pure lust as he grabs Cole and turns him around to yank his undies off of him. The young lifter bends over to grip the leg press as Reid starts slapping his huge cock on his ass. Cole moans even louder feeling such incredible sensations passing through him. Reid wraps one of his arms around his young friend and pulls him into his cock. It squeezes slowly inside making Cole grimace a few times before moaning long and deep. After a few thrusts, Reid turns Cole back around to move in from the front. He tenses his massive muscles so his young admirer can focus his energy on him as he fucks his hole hard. He picks him up and holds him against his chest as he speeds up his pace. Cole moans into his huge chest as he grips his wide back. Reid begins grunting which makes the young lifter get louder himself. They start kissing again but their lips stay locked as Reid finally gets all the way inside. He pounds Cole incessantly now as he feels his load growing inside. The young man finds Reid’s hard ass and smacks it hard. He growls and tells Cole to do it again and again. He eventually slows down and tells Cole that he is going to explode if he doesn’t pull out. To his surprise though, the youngster wants him to shoot inside his hole and even relaxes himself in preparation for it. With just a few more thrusts, Reid lets it rip as it flows through Cole’s intestines. The hungry bottom sighs as he leans back against his big top. Reid wraps his arms around Cole and leans around to give him a nice long kiss on the lips. They remain still for a few minutes just taking in each other’s tastes and smells as they realize what they just did. Cole moans as Reid slowly pulls out and heads for the showers. Cole tells him that he will stay behind until he gets done because he feels like he should just keep the sex to once a day in the gym and laughs. Reid smiles and agrees as he goes humming towards the shower with his ass bouncing the entire way. Cole stares at it shining in the lights with the hair lightly coating the inner cheeks. Once Reid goes around the corner, the young admirer comes back to reality again and walks towards a nearby mirror. He looks in it at his reflection and wonders what it would be like if he was bigger. He does a few poses as he looks at himself and sort of sighs in disappointment. He envies Reid for having such amazing genetics and wishes that he could match it. He takes a deep breath and starts to imagine a larger more masculine version of his self. Part 2 His hairless body barely shows any kind of definition despite all of the effort he has put into it. He hears the water start up in the shower and wonders if he should just go take his, but for some reason he feels compelled to just keep standing there and stare at himself. He gets an intense look on his face as he starts to harness some kind of strange energy in the air. *POP* ‘WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? HUH?’ Cole looks down and sees his forearm muscle in his right arm swell up and actually appears to be growing bigger veins and vessels. He sort of cowers in pain a little as a new sensation enters his brain for the first time. *POP* He looks at his left arm and it also grows a larger forearm muscle. It appears that with each new muscle, he experiences some kind of crazy pain. He wonders if he focuses harder that he will have more extreme changes. As he strains, he squeezes his biceps as the veins in his arms begin to grow violently making him struggle to stay on his feet. He feels the muscles starting to contract as the pain eventually goes beyond feeling. They start to thicken up as the small golf balls become tennis balls. He continues to strain as they grow again this time to solid softballs. He unclenches his fists as he looks at his enormous veiny arms as he feels pain moving up into his shoulders as they swell into giant mounds. The small horseshoes that lay in his triceps have now matches his huge biceps and forearms. He looks up in the mirror again and flexes his engorged guns as they dwarf the rest of his body. He laughs a bit and knows that he has a lot more to endure before he is finished. He feels a thick layer of hair covering his arms now as it starts to travel all over his chest and legs. It makes him itch violently as he scratches. He almost shivers at the sensation travelling all over. He looks in the mirror again and seems quite disgusted with how he looks at the moment. He starts to flex his scrawny legs as the hair starts to thicken on them and feels a great deal of pain starting to move through them. He feels them starting to contract and bends over in pain once again. He places his hands on them and can feel the muscles stretching against the skin. His calves also start to grow as he hears a huge popping sound coming from them. He looks down and watches them expand out to the sides of his fibulas and smiles. His quads and hamstrings are now growing at such an alarming rate that he can no longer feel any pain in them. He looks back up again into the mirror and sees them pulling his legs wider apart as he feels his body trying to adjust to his new lower body. He doesn’t even notice that his feet have grown to a size 15 from where they were only 10 before. Cole can now feel his prostate reacting deep inside as he grasps his junk in his larger hands. He knows that his cock and balls must be next since he is beginning to feel a strange sensation coming from down there. He continues to hold it in his hands as the pain begins to build from inside. He groans as he feels something pop. Cole uncovers his cock and looks down at it as it makes a giant cracking sound. He did have a curved cock, but it has corrected itself and is beginning to lengthen. He yells as he feels it grow and thicken. A giant vein begins to appear from the side as it fills up with blood. Cole loses his breath as he feels his balls swelling up. He did have a lot of space in his ballsac, but now his balls have stretched it to its limits as they double in size and fill up with cum. He moans as the thick cum rushes through his huge cock and splatters all over the mirror. After nearly a dozen ropes hit it, his cock finally hangs down to rest. At this point, Cole is completely covered in perspiration and is beginning to feel a lot different as he begins to admire how the hair looks on his lower body and arms. Next he starts to feel a ton of pain shooting to his backside from the prostate into his anus. He turns his body to stare at his tiny back and ass and begins rubbing his hole with his fingers. He starts to moan again as the pleasure factor overrides the painful sensations. He feels his anus contracting from the inside and it makes his cock stand up again. He slides a few fingers inside and feels the walls stretching and widening before his ass grows. He continues to rub himself as his ass begins to thicken as the bones disappear and his glutes balloon. He smiles as they form a perfect bubble butt. From his ass, Cole begins to feel incredible pain starting to move up his lower back into his delts, traps, and shoulders. It is an astronomical amount of pain that brings him to his knees and finally on his new ass on the ground. He begins to bawl as his back cracks and his spine realigns itself. He can literally feel new vertebrae growing in his spine as he gets taller. Through the sheer agony, he hears multiple pops all over his back as the muscles start to thicken and push their way out from inside his body. He can feel his lats spreading further outward as his arms begin to rise from where they were sitting. Cole says ‘OH GAWD!’ several times as his delts explode in size making him sit up straighter than before. He feels his traps rising out of nowhere against his neck as it contracts and thickens. The veins swell into giant hoses against the skin. He can hear his shoulders stretching like helium against his arms and traps and holds his face in his hands. As he does this, he can feel his voicebox tingling as he mutters to himself and notices that his tone has gotten deeper. He says, ‘HOLY SHIT!’ and boasts with laughter as he looks back into the mirror and sees his head starting to change. The hair on his head has thickened, covering up any bare spots. He was a blonde, but now he is a brunette. His green eyes have changed to hazel as his clean shaven face grows a nicely kempt beard with a red hue. Instead of pain in his head, he feels a bit light headed but is aware of his changes as his eyes appear a bit glazed. He brushes his hands against his beard and moans deeply as he loves the way he looks. He knows now that the only thing left is his chest which of course is his favorite area. The tingling has finally moved down from his head and neck and is penetrating his pecs and stomach. He grabs his chest over his heart as it beats incredibly fast. His eyes grow huge as he feels like he is dying and falls to his knees. He peers into the mirror and sees his nonexistent pectorals starting to form. He cries out in extreme pain as they start to stretch and fill out. His nipples struggle to keep up with the changes as they nearly disappear underneath the giant swollen melons. His abdominals begin to appear directly under his enormous pecs as they contract and inflate one after another. He growls as he makes a scary face as his eyes grow big and the veins in his head pop out. The pressure from the tiny muscles growing in his abdomen makes him squirm and itch. All of the stabilizers and oblique muscles are next as they thicken and lengthen their way all over his sides. The thick hair that covered his entire chest has now become proportioned between his 8-pack and the crevices and surfaces of his pecs. After this final transformation, Cole breathes a major sigh of relief and stands back up to move to another mirror located not far from where he was. He takes a few giant breaths and does a whole sequence of poses that he learned from Reid. After a few minutes, he hears the water turn off in the showers and wonders how his trainer didn’t hear any of this happening. He doesn’t move from his spot because he wants Reid to see him as he is now. He hopes that Reid recognizes him since he does still have similar facial features only a bit more mature. He can hear someone coming around the corner from the shower area and looks into the mirror. To his surprise it isn’t Reid, but rather one of his training coworkers Emmett. His first reaction is, ‘Dude do you need a towel or something?’ Cole turns to look at him with a puzzled look on his face and says, ‘Where is Reid?’ Emmett laughs and says, ‘ohh he is here man. I heard everything you two did earlier, I just didn’t know that you were so……right for him.’ Cole responds by saying, ‘well…..I uhhh…..didn’t look like this earlier.’ Emmett gives him a weird look and just shakes his head. ‘Whatever man, all I know is he will never want another man because you are perfect for him physically.’ Cole smiles at him and Emmett makes a low growling sound at him. Cole flexes his huge guns as Emmett makes a few woof noises. He turns to leave the gym as Reid finally makes his way out on to the gym floor. He instantly drops his gym bag once he sees Cole standing there flexing. ‘UHHHHH…….WHO ARE YOU? Wait a minute……you look familiar. You sort of look like……NO WAY! Your eyes are…..you have a beard? OH MY GAWD THE BODY HAIR……MMMMMM…..HOLY SHIT……HOW DID THIS…..COLE? Reid stares at him for five long minutes as Cole continues to pose as his cock bounces and drips precum all over the floor. The mesmerized trainer’s rod pushes intently against his towel as it loosens and falls to the ground. Cole smiles at him with a huge grin as Reid’s rod jumps wildly. He continues to watch his equally muscular buddy tease him with his muscles. Cole moves over to him as he looks into his trainer’s beautiful brown eyes and cups his face with his hands. Reid can barely breathe as Cole shoves his tongue down his trainer’s throat as their bodies meet for the first time on equal terms. It can only get better from this point.

The large 18 year old flexed in front of the full length mirror. He saw the reflection of his bearded chin smirking back at him, the top half of his head cut off from view. It seemed like each day, more and more of his face was being cut off by the ever shrinking mirror in front of him. While awesome, it didn't excite him as much as his shoulders being out of view completely in the mirror for the first time. He always stood right in the same place, admiring his body for hours. The carpet where he stood was worn away by the ever growing feet that constantly shifted and pivoted as his body struck pose after pose. "How?!" His mind would wonder. "How could I get this big? How am I still getting bigger?!" He let out a "Ha." The beginning of a laugh, as he flexed his pecs. They swelled up in front of him, each flex keeping them slightly larger than before. He always saved his pecs for last while flexing. They'd get so large, he could feel the weight of the muscle and blood on his wide rib cage. He'd never seen them so big. And he knew they were getting bigger. He could literally feel it. He could feel every cell in his body dividing. He could feel the giant breakfast he just had being turned mass for his body. He would meditate on the feeling constantly. He could feel the hormonal cycles changing throughout the day. He could feel the testosterone cycle looping. He knew exactly when he'd be growing the most while awake. His erection stuck out obscenely from between his legs. The thick base went straight outward, and began it's upward curve until the head pointed straight upward. The thickness of it felt like it would rip out of the smooth skin. Perfectly symmetrical. It did more than throb or pulse. It was so hard, that the blood flowing through it made it beat intensely to the rhythm of his circulatory system. A dick so strong, it actually helped his heart circulate blood throughout his massive body. A stirring at the bed, but the young man didn't even look away from himself. "Jesus, you look even bigger than last night." The 25 year old women in bed said. "I know..." The guy said, continuing to flex. There was a pause. "You broke your headboard..." She got up and took a better look at it. "...In half." He was momentarily shocked by feat of strength he performed without even knowing it. He thought to himself, "Is that how big and strong I am now? Jesus...and I'm gonna get even bigger?!" He smirked and everything on his body bulged slightly. "What the..." He thought to himself. His heart started racing. The girl was standing at the foot of his bed now, completely nude. While her body was amazing enough to never go unnoticed, she had to admit defeat to the part-deity standing in the same room as her. She found it hard to look away herself. She let out a small sigh of envy, wishing to have even some of the size and sexiness. She would admire her body too if she was that tall and perfectly built. "I'm gonna go freshen up, and I'll admire your body with you." She said, walking out the door. He wasn't even listening. "Did...I just..." He thought. He felt the feeling of growth all over his body. It surged well beyond it's previous intensity. He had never felt his body put so much of it's energy toward growth in his life. The feeling kept expanding inside him. He felt his bone and muscles saturated with hormones and testosterone. His skin felt tight on his body. The feeling exploded inside him, causing him to grunt slightly. His penis, harder than it has ever been, looked positively shocking to him right now. His heart started racing. The organ thumping so powerfully, the woman 2 rooms over paused over the sink, trying to deduce where the faint noise was coming from. His penis, looking bigger than it ever had before, swelled larger right before his very eyes. His muscles flexed as hard as possible against his will, but forced him into an upright and perfect posture. He could barely keep his eyes opened, as he saw his clenched jaw in the mirror, slowly moving upward. He felt his shoulders swell outward, taking his arms further away from his torso. His biceps flexed as hard as possible, and then flexed even harder somehow. His back bulged, almost forcing him to bend forward. His core and chest muscles flexed in response, keeping him at equilibrium. His legs bulged, morose than any other muscle group. Their massiveness felt like it rivaled his entire upper body. He felt like they were preparing to jump, loading more and more blood and energy into them by the second. ANd just as quickly as it began, it stopped. He looked more pumped than he ever been. He knew he was taller. And his dick was so long, his mind was having a problem process the visual of it. The mind, disbelieving that this giant member was attached to him. "Absurd!" His mind would say, in a silly accent. "Mammals do not acquire a phallus this large! Tell that fool to stop this irrational behavior at once!" He looked in the mirror. The size difference was just enough to disprove his disbelief. He had grown. He had just put on size and height. An inch here. A few inches there. But there was no denying it. Did he do it? Could he control it? Was it a genetic fluke? An abnormality? Is he going crazy? Is any of this real? Is reality real? Could philosophy and human reason ever answer if the time-space... The door opened, and the girl's "sexy face" immediately turned into a shocked face. "What the f..f...uuu...k" She said, as her fluids dripped down her freshly rinsed legs.

A C has been pumping iron for years and is pleased with his progress. He started out as a skinny 18 year old and continuously grew from that point for about 6 years. His strength tripled with the help of a lot of supplements and hard work, but he has to work on his diet too. His stomach is an eyesore and doesn’t like to go shirtless despite the fact that he has 22” arms and a colossal barrel chest. He has been working on his legs extra hard lately to get them up to the size of his upper body. They don’t look ripped, but the thickness of them makes him feel really good. The redhead doesn’t shave his body hair either and likes to stay au natural despite a lot of the ladies opinions. He admits that he doesn’t have time to date to his friends on occasion because he wants to focus on growing even more. He recently added hypnosis into his routine to see if it would help him work harder on making new goals and to possibly help with his diet to reduce his gut. He heard from some guys at his gym that it could actually help him grow bigger after taking the class, but the results would vary depending on how much he wanted it. A C has attended every class over the last several Mondays and is about to finish up. He isn’t as tired anymore after he leaves the gym from an intense two-hour workout since he started taking the hypnosis course. His muscles feel pumped to the max and he can get an erection from the sight of seeing himself in the mirrors. His energy level has increased since then too. The instructor always does one-on-one sessions with the athletes to customize their needs and wants. With the last session this Monday night, A C is extra motivated. He decides to get his workout in before the class in case afterwards he wants to do something else to celebrate. For the last session, the instructor puts him under and asks him very specific questions about his goals and why he feels the need to get bigger. A C tells the instructor that it is his destiny to be huge and powerful and he won’t stop until he gets there. After this admission, the instructor wakes him from his coma and the session ends. A C feels like a ton of stress has been lifted from his conscience and leaves the facility to return home. Still feeling pumped from his earlier work out, he rubs his hairy chest and flexes his thick biceps feeling the soreness running deep inside. He almost feels horny from the touch; he loves being big and only wants to be bigger. He has never been satisfied with his 6’1 height, but to be wide and powerful would more than make up for it. He gets home a few minutes later and walks into his bedroom. Every morning he would always get up to walk over to his body length mirror to examine himself and flex. Now for the first time ever, he would do it at night. When he stands in front of it, he is wearing a white tank with Labrada Laboratories on it. He still has on his grey shorts and black boxers. The flip flops he is wearing are black with a green stripe on the sides. He starts to smile and do his normal posing routine: double bi, back, crab, and whatever else he learned from his trainer a few months back. The posing actually makes him feel more confident than before since he can’t keep his eyes off of his pumped chest. He pulls the tank off to stare at his huge hairy pecs bouncing up and down and getting all pumped. He feels them jumping around in his hands and it gets his juices flowing throughout his entire body. He starts flexing his biceps and can feel the testosterone starting to increase. The overwhelming sensations make him want to dominant someone and tell them to worship him. Since no one is around though, the only person he can do that with is himself in the mirror. He starts to trash talk his reflection making himself feel incredibly powerful. Now dripping with sweat and getting a lot warmer, A C strips off his grey shorts to check out his huge quads. He flexes them taking in their diamond-shaped beauty and attempts to make them ripple. As he does so, he starts to implore his body to react to his demands. The tingling sensations he has been feeling for the last twenty minutes have now moved deeper into his body as he feels the soreness in his muscles beginning to subside. He can’t get over the fact that he isn’t sore anymore, but his muscles are remaining so pumped. A C feels his heart pumping harder than before as the blood starts circulating through every inch of him. He looks down at his hands hearing an odd sound coming from them. Are they growing? The sounds they are making are actually the fingers stretching and making more room to accommodate the added weight. It is not a painful feeling, but rather it itches. He laughs at what is transpiring. He feels his blood inching up to his wrists making them swell exposing the veins that will start the trail up his arms. He moans as he feels them pulsate and grow larger under the skin. The sensation gets stronger as he notices his forearms thickening up and making all kinds of stretching sounds. With the feeling now moving up to his biceps and triceps, A C begins to roar in anticipation as he watches intently as he 22” guns shine in the light. The big vein sitting on the peaks of both biceps begins to stick further out and appears to be growing larger. He feels the blood rushing through both of them making him bounce his biceps. He starts to agonize as the decent sized horseshoe in his triceps pulls wider and bigger taking up more space than before. The veins grow from what were straws into small garden hoses. The pleasure he is getting from his growing arms is sending his cock into a euphoric state as he starts to leak precum in his boxers. He laughs as he watches his biceps popping not once but twice growing larger, thicker, and wider. It has now moved to his shoulders making him go absolutely wild. He has cannonball sized shoulders to begin with, and can now feel them filling up with blood. He looks from side to side as each fiber expands and stretches bigger and bigger growing into his delts pushing higher than before. His blood has now made its way into his neck where his carotids begin to stick out further than before. The huge veins start making more space inside for more blood to flow. A C can feel every single change occurring. While he has some hair on his head, what is there is starting to fall out as he feels his head literally swelling up and getting thicker. He moans in agony as not only the sound is overwhelming but the feeling of the muscles in his head thickening up makes him nearly fall to the ground. He manages to keep staring into the mirror to watch what happens next. His neck continues to stretch and widen making bull necks look tiny. He knows now that it will start moving down his chest. After finishing its trip inside his neck, his blood starts to travel slowly down the ridge above his huge pecs all hairy and soaked with sweat. He loves the feeling of his pecs all swollen and sore, but this is unlike anything he has felt before. The sensation is beyond ecstasy as his chest heaves in and out with anticipation of its growth cycle. He feels his pecs expanding outward pushing his massive arms out further than before. His nipples drape even further down with this change. He squeals in delight as his nipples are being manipulated, growing wider. The hair on his chest is falling off because of his excessive growth. His cock shoots a thick white load into his boxers as his nipples expand. The thickness of each pec creates shadows under each curve. Tears stream down his face as he feels his gut starting to morph. The fat around his middle is beginning to dissipate as he feels his waist tighten to a level he has never felt before. It frightens him at first until he feels every single muscle in his abdominal cavity start to thicken and harden. He watches as his obliques, stabilizers, and abdominals start popping growing with each sound. He rubs each individual ab feeling the fibers swelling up into thick marble slabs. His legs are unable to support his weight and they buckle on him, making him fall to the ground. This makes his house shake to the point that it leaves cracks in the floor. He laughs and wants so much more. His blood starts to move to his back. He can feel his lats starting to react so he spreads them. The tingling sensation makes him squirm as he hears them stretching, growing bigger, thicker, wider. His back cracks making his spine stretch. He can feel himself getting taller. He yells as his traps make an explosive sound and start growing bigger and bigger making him have to put his hands on the floor to handle the extreme changes. He hears multiple pops moving down his back as the muscle fibers around his spine swell and stretch growing massive. The area at his lower back stretches tighter making his waist look smooth and fibrous. The blood is now moving further down into his pelvic region. He tries to stand up, but the weight of his upper body prevents it so he just stares into the mirror while on his knees. He rises up enough to pull down his boxers to where he can see his pelvis. The fat pocket that was there before has disappeared revealing tighter almost veiny muscles that are pulling his pubic hairs out. He feels his ass starting to thicken even more. His hard butt is stretching further away from his body. He turns to his side and sees his boxers being stretched to their limits. Each individual seam is literally being pulled apart by his growing ass cheeks. His boxers eventually fall off of him revealing his throbbing cock now engorged with blood. It is hairless now with his transformation. He can feel more blood moving down insides his legs into his quads, hamstrings, and calves. The anticipation makes him start growling uncontrollably. He loves the feeling he gets when he works his quads anyway and this will heighten his pleasure. Each individual muscle fiber in his quads have started to pop and pull their way up and out swelling up even more. He feels both quads stretching, growing further outwards getting thicker. His cock immediately points up at the mirror and squirts a huge rope of precum on to the mirror. He moans as his hamstrings swell bigger and bigger pushing him further off the ground. He is able to stand now and take in the rest of his changes. Now his calves have started to react, stretching further beyond his fibulas. They grow to nearly twice their size and glisten in the light. It doesn’t stop here as the blood finally meets up with his feet while he is still wearing his flip-flops. He looks down to watch his toes swell thickening up and crushing his footwear. The change is almost complete as he growls staring at all of his new equipment. He feels incredibly horny after this incredible experience and feels all kinds of tingling sensations starting at the base of his cock. A C was decently equipped to begin with, but with his massive growth, his penis suddenly looks smaller. The tingling moves into his ballsac making him squeal in delight. It feels so good that he wants to cum a thousand times, but can’t do so. He watches in the mirror as his testicles start filling out and growing bigger making more veins and capillaries to accommodate their new size. His sack is now stretched tight where it was loose before. He can feel the overwhelming sensation of his prostate being stimulated by his testicles creating more cum. He shoots another rope of precum coating the mirror again. He wipes it with his huge hand and gives it a taste before moaning. The blood inside his penis finally makes its move and begins to transform it. After hearing it pop, A C agonizes as his cock starts to stretch and thicken getting wider and harder than before. He can feel it lengthen from the inside added several inches. He was never hung before, but after this change, his cock can now bob up and down with each contraction. Raging with sexual lust and power, A C wants more as his mind intensifies its need for additional stimulation. He continues to leak more precum into huge puddles on the floor in front of him. The sequence he just went through must have added at least 50 pounds to his 260 pound frame. While he has been able to channel his emotions well, his need for more muscle is stronger than ever. He manages to get back into position in front of the mirror and does a most muscular. The veins and arteries on his entire body start to bulge and fill up with extra blood. He senses the hair on his body beginning to grow back. It starts on his head and moves its way all the way down. The bristling sound it makes sends him into another round of ecstasy. His reddish brown body hair comes back in thicker than ever covering everything. He strokes it lovingly as he looks at the dark reddish brown facial hair forming a beard on his face. He smirks noticing how perfect it looks on his chiseled face. His eyes have even changed to a golden brown color which he admires. He feels the short stubbly hair on his head and glides his huge hands across it looking at its red tinted tips. He finds himself incredibly attractive at this point, but he can’t help but to want more. He rubs his hands together to prep himself for the next phase. A C takes a deep breath and tenses his body. He flexes his neck and chest like he is trying to lift a car and looks up in the air. His 6’5 frame starts to make sounds that he has never heard before. He yells in pain as he feels himself growing taller again this time moving faster than before. His huge back pops multiple times making him rise higher and higher. His voice is now getting ridiculously deep as it rumbles the walls in his bedroom. They shake to the point that anything on them falls to the ground. His pain goes beyond what he is feeling now and instead is replaced by constant tingling. His normal human proportions are going to end if he doesn’t stop. He goes past the 7’ mark and realizes that he no longer cares if his house exists anymore. He reaches his hulking arms out to touch the side walls that are now getting closer and closer. His hunger makes him shoot the load sitting in his growing balls on to the mirror. It falls and shatters into hundreds of pieces. His muscles continue to stretch and pull their way out further from where they were before. He laughs as his growing frame runs into his bed pushing it towards the wall. He knocks over the lamp on his side table and puts his fist through it. It is like paper crumbling as the drawers disintegrate and the underwear inside it just goes flying everywhere. His bed finally reaches a wall and starts to buckle making the wood start to split. It finally breaks as his immense chest goes through it. He feels himself getting close to the ceiling which means he has to be close to 8’ now and nearly 600 pounds. The floorboards in his bedroom start to break under his weight. He can’t help but to shoot another massive load hitting the back wall and putting a giant hole in it. Incredibly he is still coherent inside his gigantic muscular head. He wants desperately to bust through a wall or maybe the ceiling. His growth seems to have stopped too as the strange sounds have ceased. A C is practically immobile since he is now underneath the floorboards. He tries to climb out of his trench, but just breaks more in his path. This makes him a tad irritated even though he wanted this more than anything. He starts making his way over to the corner of the room busting up every floorboard and piece of furniture in his way. A C grabs a hold of the bottom edge of the corner and starts lifting up. His 35” cannons flex making beach balls look small. He feels the side of the room starting to creak as he pushes the house away from the foundation. The walls begin to fall apart as he hears his bedroom windows starting to break. This makes him start to precum again as his two foot schlong lies in a giant puddle of goo. He roars as he launches the wall up into the air sending debris everywhere in his yard. His bedroom is almost nearly destroyed except for the closet on the other side of the room. He attempts to run towards it making a path all the way there under the floor. He manages to get underneath the carpet beneath his entire closet to get his gargantuan back into position. When he is ready, he moves up on it like he is using his closet as a press. The sound of wood and nails breaking and flying is heard through the neighborhood. He growls as he is able to detach the entire closet and throws it down. The feeling is enough to make him moan as his cock sprays the grass now in front of his massive feet. He remembers that his house is not on the foundation anymore and attempts to push it completely off. A C manages to get free from under the floor and waddles over to the corner where his kitchen is on the outside of the house. He puts all of his strength into it and starts moving it. The sound of stuff crashing through the house is enough to make him growl as he watches his one story house crumbling with each inch he moves it. He can’t help but to be aroused uncontrollably by this. He shoots multiple ropes of hot sticky cum all over the siding showing his dominance. He wonders what will happen now though since he just destroyed his own house. What will the neighbors think? Check out the sequel story here: https://muscle-growth.org/topic/7751-hypnosis-does-more-than-one-body-good/

And here is the fourth chapter. This is one for macro fans. I know there are lots of us out there! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I hadn’t been apart from Adam much since we’d been together. When time and space mean little to you, you overlook them. He’s in Japan and I’m in Costa Rica? We could meet in less time than it takes to tell you about it. But this time, we had to be apart. Adam was planning a once-every-fifty-years gathering of all of our kind and he was off making plans with Jake. Jake actually asked me to contact one of us who lived in Norway, saying that the experience would do me some good–that I could learn from him. All they told me was that his name was Lars and I’d know him when I met him. That didn’t quite prepare me for what I encountered. I was walking along a fjord, when a tree reached out and grabbed me. Instinctively, I tried to teleport myself away, but to no avail. It had me and wasn’t letting go. It picked me up off the ground and held me in its branches. It then started laughing. The gales of laughter soon began to sound less like a tree (whatever a laughing tree sounds like) and before I knew it, I was being held high in the air, as one would hold a small child, by a huge man. He was nearly seven feet tall, wearing a skin-tight T-shirt and bicycle shorts. He was not excessively muscular, but had a decent amount of muscle on his arms and torso; however, his legs were quite another matter. He had thighs and calves bigger than mine, even bigger than Adam’s. They were perfectly proportioned and defined. “Sure it’s cold,” he smiled up at me, knowing my thoughts, “but with this body, why would I wear anything else?” “I’m guessing you’re Lars. Could you put me down, please?” “And you’re Peter. How is ol’ Adam?” His upper body suddenly inflated to the point that he resembled Adam’s shape. He and Jacobus told me a lot about you.” “I’m afraid I know very little about you.” “Boy are you going to have fun finding out” he said, smiling a smile that caused enormous dimples to form in his face. He had dark blond hair, chiseled features and the most incredible eyes. His eyes were the same shade of blue as the sky on a dry, frigid day in the late winter. “Should I be frightened?” “Oh, I wouldn’t hurt you,” he chuckled, “but we are going to have some fun!” “Fun? What do you do for fun?” “Well, there was the time I made Oslo disappear...” “What?” “I brought it back two days later. No one knew they were gone.” “I thought we were supposed to inspire or protect humans or some such.” “I never hurt them–permanently. I just like to have fun.” Now don’t get me wrong, I like to have fun, but not at someone else’s expense. Lars seemed amoral. He reminded me of the bullies who tormented me in elementary school. “Bullies from elementary school, eh?” He winked and in the next instant was an overweight man with a horrible comb-over hovering just in front of us. “This is Fred Waters. You remember him from the fourth grade, don’t you?” “Well, yes. He made that year a nightmare.” “What shall we do with him?”Lars snapped his fingers and Fred was turned upside-down. “Think he might enjoy a year as a salmon?” “Just let him go. That was a long time ago. I really hadn’t thought much about him for years.” “You heard the man, Freddie. Blow.”Lars puffed a breath at Fred who promptly vanished. “What did you do to him?” “I sent him home to his miserable existence. You really are a killjoy!” “Lars, I didn’t mean to get you upset. In all honesty, it was kind of funny.” “Now you’re getting it. Fred’s back home. The only thing is he now has a twinge of regret for the nasty things he did when he was a kid.” “You’re something else, Lars.” “You could say that. The Norsemen thought so too.” “Really?” “Yes. They called me ‘Loki’.” I shook my head. “You’re Loki? The Trickster? And why do I believe this?” “Oh, they embellished my story a bit. Gave me a wife and such. But the core of it was right. But did you know that I’d be this hot?” “Beg pardon?” “Still can’t get past the human ideas, eh? It’s all right. Adam and Jacobus sent you here. You remember how our kind greet each other, don’t you?” I was still getting used to this. “Well, yes...” “After me, all greetings in future will be just a bit disappointing!” He certainly was confident. I suppose being omnipotent and immortal will do that for you. And I did find him sexy in the extreme. “I’m glad you like what you see, kid. You’re not half-bad yourself.” “Well, Adam helped...” “Don’t be modest. Adam’s wonderful, but, really, he didn’t put anything in you that wasn’t already there. He just brought it out to the surface a bit more.” I still wasn’t used to that, but it was good to hear. “Now, check out these legs,”Lars began to flex his calves. A diamond-shape bulged from one leg and then the other. “And I always love this!” He shook his thigh and did that shape-shifting thing that even mortal muscular men can do when they flex it–though it’s far more impressive when done by an actual shape-shifter! “Don’t get me wrong. I love this whole body of mine, but these legs are my glory. They’re the most magnificent legs you’ve ever seen!” I couldn’t argue that. They really were. “There’s only one way they’d be better,” he smiled so hard it looked like his dimples were going to go through his cheeks. “And that’s if they were a little bigger.” And before my eyes, not only Lars’s legs, but his entire body began to grow. Inside a minute his head was a hundred feet above me. “This is nothing! You’d better come along for the ride!” He pointed at me and I rose up in the air to the middle of his thigh. He shook it again, now making an almost deafening noise as he did. As the muscle flexed, he shouted “Hop in!” Next thing I knew, I was inside his colossal quadriceps. I don’t know whether it was with my eyes or not, but I could see the outside perfectly from within. In my head I heard Lars’s voice say “Going up!” He continued to expand. The ground below became increasingly remote. Before long I could see the coast of Norway and then all of Scandinavia. All of Europe soon came into sight. From inside Lars’s thigh I had an incredible view. He grew bigger still and in a very short time I could see the entire Earth. Lars was as big as the whole planet. “I wouldn’t be too impressed yet, Little Fellow,” came his voice. And, true to his word, the Earth gradually seemed to shrink below us as Norway had before. I laughed as I thought that the Earth was now about the size of one of Lars’s balls. I could see the Sun. It was far more glorious than it appeared on Earth, yet its glory was slowly but surely being dwarfed. Lars went on growing till he was bigger than the Sun itself and kept going. Soon, the Solar System could not contain him. Distant stars and star systems would come into view and vanish into insignificance next to Lars. Finally, I heard his voice “I think this is enough!” Lars was bigger than the entire Milky Way Galaxy. I was inside the thigh muscle of a man who could make himself bigger than the galaxy and had. It was at this point that I realised I was losing my own form. I had not grown at all during this entire expansion. I was less significant to Lars’s body now than an atom would be to a normal human’s. The muscle that surrounded me now seemed to be consuming me, but it was not in the least a painful process. It was an ecstasy greater than human words can convey. And then there was no Peter. I was part of Lars. But then I was again. We were back on the Norwegian shore. Lars was his normal size. He had me cradled in his arms and we were kissing. When I became aware of my surroundings, I went limp, nearly passing out. “Not bad, eh?” I was overwhelmed and could not speak. “Don’t worry, kiddo. You should have seen Jacobus the first time I took him for that ride!” Lars again smiled his impossibly deep smile. “Now, what else can I do for you?” I thought for a minute and thought better of something I had said earlier. “Not a problem,” Lars grinned, his incredibly blue eyes twinkling. “Freddie’s already in orbit!”

This story is vaguely based on 9 Doors, 9 Persons, 9 Hours. A story I wrote a year ago on the old forum. Got a few of the files uncorrupted. Puzzling- Chapter 1 – Getting along swimmingly I painfully opened my eyes. My head throbbing, I got up. There was a flash of light, and then it died down. I looked around and saw a port hole, a bunk bed, and an electrical panel. There was one thing though, I don’t remember how I got here. I was panicking, I was kidnapped. I began frantically looking around to find a way out. Then, I saw something in the bed. I looked around and found a book. I grabbed it and cautiously approached the bed. Carefully, I grabbed the covers and slowly pulled them back. My throat seized up and whispered, “Rich?” There was no response. I shook him a little and he groaned. “Good,” I said aloud, “He’s not dead.” I gingerly stepped back from the bed and tried to find a way out. The port hole window looked blacked out. I grabbed the edges and pulled. No luck. The electrical panel was locked. I don’t know why I checked it. I looked around the bed, but there was no secret doors, switches, etc. I looked again to Rich to see he still hadn’t woken up. I tilted my head back, closed my eyes and sighed. When I opened my eyes, I wanted to hit myself. I had checked all of the floor and walls, but I never looked at the ceiling. There was a vaulted door on the ceiling. I climbed to the top of the bunk bed and pulled as hard as I could on the vault. I pushed and pulled as hard as I could, but it was to no avail. I laid back on the bed and grunted in frustration. Then, I heard another grunt. I jumped down to the bottom bunk to see Rich stirring in the bed. I shook him again and said his name, “Rich, Rich. Rich wake up.” He groggily opened his eyes and said, “What is going on? I replied, “I don’t know. I just woke up a little while ago. I don’t remember how I got here. Do you remember anything?” “Nah,” he said putting his hand to his head, “But my head hurts like shit.” He looked at his wrist and said, “What is this? It looks like a watch.” I examined it closely and reached to bring it closer to my face, but I swiftly retracted my hand. There was one on my wrist too. It was silver with a red-ish screen and a red gem at the end of the screen. I must have so preoccupied with finding a way out, I didn’t notice it. Rich was giving me a quizzical look. “What is it?” he inquired. “I didn’t notice it on me before now. Check to see if anything else is different.” I began searching through my pockets while Rich checked his socks and shoes. Then we switched vice versa. Nothing… “I’m missing my phone,” he said. “Figured. I’m betting our captor doesn’t want us calling anyone.” “Yes, that would be right,” a mechanical voice appeared in the room. “Shit! Where did that voice come from?” Rich shouted. “Over here, numbskull,” the voice came from the electrical panel. We approached the panel and the voice instructed us to wave our bracelets in from of the panel. At this point both of us saw no other way out so we followed the voice’s directions. “Good, now that you’re both awake, you can begin your part of the game,” it chimed in again. “I am your so called ‘captor.’ You may call me Core. I know you are buzzing with questions so I’m going to explain a little bit. Your job simply is to escape. You can get out of this room by solving the puzzle within the panel. But of course there is a catch. You have a time limit. Water will be continuously be poured in the room through the port hole. If the water doesn’t finish you when time runs out, the nano-bots that are now coursing through your body will. Once the panel opens your time will begin.” There was a beep and the panel opened. The panel revealed what looked like a complex system of circuits with lights on the end. It looked so familiar to me. Then it hit me, “It’s a toy!” Rich gave me an odd look, “Please tell me you haven’t gone as psycho as the guy holding us.” The voice chimed in again, “I’m no psycho and I can still hear and see everything you are doing.” I felt my feet get wet and let out a little squeak. Water had already coated the floor. I knew we needed to get moved so I started on the puzzle. “I know this, I saw it in a store once. It’s a lock where you have to connect the matching center lights to the outer colored lights by the spinning circles. It will take some time, but I think I can get it done.” “Okay, I’ll leave you to it to you,” Rich said as he went to go try the vault. The water was waist high as I connected the third light. Rich was looking nervous. I momentarily turned away from the puzzle to reassure him, “We are going to get out, and I’m almost done.” That seemed to assuage him. The water was at my nipples while was still struggling with the right combination of circuits for the last light. “Come on,” Ryan shouted. “I’m trying,” I snapped back. Just then, I snapped the last circuit into place and there was clicking noise. “Quickly, try the vault!” Rich pulled at it and it popped open and once again he shouted, “Come on!” I waded through the water and climbed the latter to the top bunk and Rich pulled me out. We appeared to be in a large room that was all gray machine walls. We walked out and saw that there were more people. Just then we heard another noise behind us and saw another vault door open and then came another shock. Two more of my and Rich’s friends emerged, Wes and Jacob. Both of our pairs just stared at each other until Wes broke the silence, “What are you guys doing here?” “We could ask you the same,” Rich responded. “We both kinda just woke up in there and then some voice told us we had to solve a puzzle to get out,” Jacob said. “Same here,” I confirmed. The group of people we saw came walking over. I didn’t recognize any of them and Rich, Wes, and Jacob didn’t seem to either. When the group got close enough one of the black men in the group called to us, “Hey! Any of you know what’s going on?” “Nope,” Jacob replied our foursome effectively merged with the group, “And I’m willing to bet that we all just had the same experience.” Each person in the group recounted the same tale. “Well I guess that wraps that up,” the black man concluded, “Now which one of you is James and Rich.” Our faces may have given us away, but Rich asked, “How did you know?” “Well your names are by the green light next to your vault.” I looked down at the light and there it was, our names and a green light. The black man piped up again, “Well, I think we are all stuck here, so let’s introduce ourselves. I’m Don.” He was a large black man. His head was shaved and his eyes were brown. He was about 6’4” and had an average build for his height. He was 37 and worked as a mall security officer. There was another black man named Shaun. He was about 5’7” and was a bit chubby. He seemed more mousy and nervous. His hair was short, but was there. He was 24 years old and was studying economics in college. Mike was a black-haired 27 year old. He was 6’3” and kinda skinny. His shag of hair fell in front of his hazel eyes. He was studying to become an ER nurse. He seemed to be the most composed of the group. On the other hand there was Miles. He was a 22 year old wrestler at a university. He was 5’9” but must have been in a lightweight category because though he was muscular, it was all tight and defined with no bulk. He seemed to show distrust toward the other people in the group. Hunt was the shortest in the group at 5’3”. His messy and curly black hair was very greasy. He looked stoned mainly from the little amount of fat on his skinny body and made his face look that way. He was unemployed and uneducated; you could hear it in the way he spoke. The only redeeming quality of his physicality was his heterochromia; one eye hazel and the other green. Dave towered above the group at 6’7” but his beanpole physique took away from any commanding nature he had. He owned a gym, but didn’t seem to use it. His brown hair was just as dull as his personality. His dull blue eyes did not add any to him either. Landon was the oldest of the group at 45. He was a former coach turned health teacher due to a leg injury. He was a former football player and wished he could go back to the glory days. His gut was apparent from his days of desk work. It didn’t look so bad on his 5’10”. There was a cap covering his balding head. Tyler was also a college student. He was studying sports marketing, though he seemed to dislike the jocks in the room. He was of average build on his 5’8”, but his legs were a bit larger due to his biking habits. His hair was long and red. Following the red hair, he also had pale, freckled skin. Then we began to introduce our group. Wes went first. He had just graduated along with me, Rich, and Jacob. He had a fair complexion and was in good shape from cross country and rowing. He was 5’7”, had dirty blonde hair that curled at the end, and hazel eyes. Jacob went next. Also a graduate and did the same sports as Wes, but had different physique. He was 5’5”and that just made him look even more muscular. His pecs were the most prominent muscle. His Mediterranean skin just accentuated the muscles. He was a ROTC student and showed his dedication. His dark brown hair was already in a high-and-tight. His large nose and brown eyes made him really popular. Rich and I had started talking at the same time, but I let him go first. He was a half-an-inch taller than me at 6’2.5”. His light brown hair was also in a high-and-tight, but had no intention of going into the military. He was also in great shape. Between his running, rowing, and low body fat, he was ripped. His skin was naturally smooth, but sort of pale. Lastly, there was me. I was also pretty average. I was 6’2” and not necessarily out-of-shape. I had a low body fat percentage, but it did not make me look that good. I had no fat on my legs, arms (which were not muscular), or chest, but some on my abdomen and most of it was in my ass. My legs were very muscular from rowing, hiking, and swimming. My brown hair was greasy, but my saving grace was my deep blue eyes. After I finished introducing myself, I noticed something, “One of the lights is red.” The whole group moved several vaults down to look at the names. “It says Drew and Jordan,” Mike said nonchalantly. “Has no one come out?” Dave inquired. “No,” was the response of several people. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Meanwhile the two people in the last room were struggling to solve the puzzle and not drown. One dived down, but shortly resurfaced to catch his breathe. The other one having given up. “Come one dude. It’s no use,” the one that stayed above water said. “I’m going to keep trying Jordan!” he shot at Drew. They were both submerged from the neck up. Jordan was about to go down again when they heard a beep that signaled time was up. Both of their heads were still above water. “Hah,” Drew exclaimed. “Something must have broke. We’re not dead!” Their joy was short lived as they both felt a piercing pain in their wrist. “Damn,” Jordan whispered. “It must be those nano-bots.” “Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-it,” Drew screamed as he clutched his stomach. Jordan did the same with his arms. Drew was the first to change. As he held an iron grip on his stomach, abs etched themselves into his stomach area and that spread to his sharpening obliques. The pain then spread in both directions. His chest pushed out slightly, but became very defined. Because of his chest, his shoulders pushed wider and rounded out. His biceps pulsed with power and energy. They continued to grow and his arm lengthened. A large vein could be seen running down the hard muscle. Like his biceps, his forearms lengthened and thickened. The pain suddenly increased as it entered his hands. His palms snapped and expanded more and more until it was almost disproportionally large. The fingers followed suit by getting longer, but they actually slimmed down from their original stubbiness. His lower body was next as his glutes clenched in pain. The two flabby cheeks pulled into a tightly muscled ass. They were so tight you could bounce a quarter off them. His thighs burned as they swelled with power and energy, lengthening slightly. His shins felt as if they had been shattered as they stretched longer. Behind his shins, his calves bulked up with lean muscle. The pain momentarily left his legs for his back. The pain was almost pleasurable now as he inched taller. He now stood, or rather floated, at 6’5”. But the pain quickly moved down his legs to his feet. His normal size 9’s stretched forward. The soles slowly and painfully pushed against his shoes. They soon burst from their tight confines and now felt the floor. Drew felt a twinge of relief as he realized the water was draining, but he was still worried for himself and Jordan who was grunting in pain by him. The relief left him as the pain in his feet eclipsed the pleasure. The toes grew further out and became sleek. Soon he had size 17 feet. The pain then subsided to pleasure and it moved back up his body to his neck. The neck thickened and his Adam’s apple pushed out; effectively deepening his moans. The pleasure then moved to his head. His hair shortened to a crew cut and became bleached blonde. His forehead pushed out and his eyes became a sparkling blue. His chin jutted out and sharpened, but lost all hair. He soon felt the remaining water around him as the nano-bots left in nothing but a racing speedo. As the water drained, his body hair fell out into the drain. The pleasure then moved to the seemingly forgotten place, his genitals. First, he felt his balls begin to expand inside of the speedo. He hadn’t realized that he had lost all of his pubes too. The testosterone from his new, larger balls caused it to expand and lengthen. It grew to a thick 8 inches soft to 11 inches hard. The nerves inside his cock grew even more sensitive and as he touched it lightly, he came. Drew finally opened his eyes to see his new body. It was sleek, well-muscled, and extremely sexy. He flexed his biceps and abs. His head ached a bit as his new memories surfaced. He was a swimmer. A very good swimmer. Another feeling hit him and he quickly looked around for Jordan; he needed to see Jordan. He spun around the room and he laid eyes on the most gorgeous person he had ever seen. He was 6’4” and also had the body of a young pro-swimmer. They both slowly padded across the wet floor with their huge feet and embraced each other. Then they attacked each other’s mouths with their longer tongues. Drew’s tongue left Jordan’s mouth and travelled down his pecs, to his abs, and finally to Jordan’s cock. He deftly engulfed the head of Jordan’s cock, eliciting a deep moan from his newfound lover. Drew worked his way down the 13 inch shaft. Jordan moaned again and pushed Drew’s head further down on his cock. After minutes of sexual bliss for both men, they orgasmed. Drew pulled Jordan’s speedo back up and kissed him on the cheek. A beep signaled the opening of a secret door behind the electrical panel and both now 20 year old, gay swimmers left the room into their new lives. Back outside, the red light outside the vault turned off. “I guess they didn’t make it,” someone said. The beep sounded again and the mechanical voice came on…. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Puzzling – Chapter 2 – Making a gamble There was silence as we saw the red light turn off. I don’t know who it was, but someone had said, “I guess they didn’t make it.” There was a mumbling of agreements among us. We had heard the familiar beep that always preceded the mechanical voice. Several of the group shuttered. “Well, I guess we will have to start a pair short,” the voice said almost teasingly. “I wouldn’t worry about them now. They should be, hehe, getting along swimmingly.” “Is this some kind of joke you sick fuck!” Don shouted to the ceiling. “You just fucking drowned two people. You’re a murderer.” “Oh I assure you this is no joke. And I murdered no one. I just helped them move on into a new life” “You are fuckin psycho!” “Again with the psycho insult. Yah know if you keep that up, I won’t be so nice to you.” “What’s so nice about locking us up and forcing us to play your messed-up game,” Miles added in. “Well, there is a prize at the end for everyone that makes it to the end, but it’s a secret,” there was a sound. Nobody knew if it was static or snickering. “Anyway, I’ll be really nice to you now. You can switch partners once and when you all are ready, step by the lit up doors and swipe your bracelets by them to get in. And don’t even think about trying to get than one person in each. There will be consequences!” The mechanical beep sounded again signaling the message was over. We all looked at each other. “So I guess our partners are who we woke up with,” Jacob piped up. “So who woke up with who?” Everyone paired up: Shaun and Miles, Hunt and Dave, Don and Mike, Tyler and Landon, Wes and Jacob, and lastly Rich and I. Everyone seemed to be ok with that except Don. “Hey Mike and Miles I hope you don’t mind, but I’d like the bruthas to stick together,” Don said standing over them. “Mike, can you switch with Shaun?” “Sure thing man. Miles, Shaun, you guys ok with this?” Shaun nodded in silence while Miles just grunted. After the switch, the rest of us decided not to switch our groups. We walked in front of our doors and tentatively swiped our bracelets. The doors clicked open and we all stepped in. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Rich and I step into the room and we were surrounded by what seemed to be a casino. “Wow…” I examine the exquisitely designed room. “Now what are we supposed to do.” Rich spotted a piece of paper on the pool table. He grabbed it and said, “Hey, look at this.” He proceeded to read the slip of paper “Here in this room you have a lot more to lose than your shirt. Look to the door to find your lock with two missing parts. The keys being spades, clubs, diamonds, and hearts. If you waste your time, it might hurt. Now your time starts. There is a roulette, slot machine and table, but no darts. Run out of time and the lock will remain inert. One key happens after you eat. You just don’t want to taste defeat. The other key you need to solve if you can. It has already killed one man. I’ll give a hint and… you hold a hole in your hand.” “A hole in my hand? What is that supposed to mean?” I ask. “I dunno. Where’s the door?” Rich responded and I motion across the room. There was another vaulted door with a timer above it that read 58:23 and was counting down. I looked around the door to see the lock. All I found was the roulette table, slow machine, a frame with some cards in them, and another door. “Wait, did it say anything about another door?” I said as we moved toward it. There was a sticky-note on it: for whatever you need it for. “No, but lets see what’s inside,” Rich said as he opened it. He sighed, “It’s only a bathroom.” “Well that won’t help. Lets just figure out these clues,” I started as I mulled over the note in my head and mumbled to myself, “two missing parts…the suits…after I eat…taste defeat…killed a man…a hole in my hand…” “Hey James,” Rich called to me from the first door, “Look at this thing.” He was examining the frame by the door. “What’s with it?” “It looks like there are cards missing.” “What do you mean?” “Well… there are two aces, one heart and diamond, and one eight, but it look like there are two spaces left.” He pointed to the areas by the cards that seemed out-of-place. “So if this is the lock, then we are looking for cards in a Casino…?” I ponder. “I guess so, but which cards? That’s the question of the hour.” “Well, one happens after we eat and the other is in a hole in our hand?” We both look at our hands at the last remark. “I don’t see anything.” “What have we eaten then?” Rich asked? “Huh?” “The note was taking about what we ate.” “Yeah, what we ate…we ate…ate…. Oh my God, Rich you are a genius!” I shouted in amazement. “What? I am?” he recoiled a bit in shock. “Yeah, eight! We are looking for an eight!” “Wha- why?” “What happens after we eat. We ate something!” I said spilling the cards on the table. “It’s a bit of a stretch, but it’s all we got.” I continued to search feverishly. “Found one!” Rich and I continued to look through the deck. We separated all of the cards into piles but could not find another eight. “Did we miss one?” “No, they are all here. What was it about the second clue?” I wanted to reconfirm. “It said, ‘you hold a hole in your hand,’” he repeated. “I got nothing. How about you?” “Maybe we can figure out from the left over cards,” I began to look over the cards again. The clock only said 10 minutes were left. I grew frantic. I didn’t want to die in here. Then, Rich picked up a card. It was a seven. “There is only one of these.” “Well lets try it!” We stuck the cards in the frame and heard a click. We both pushed on the door at the same time and fell into the hallway. We untangled ourselves and looked up. Mike and Miles were walking toward us. “Good you guys figured it out,” Mike said, “I was worried someone without medical knowledge wouldn’t get through.” “Medical knowledge? How does that work into it?” I was curious. “The hole in your hand. It’s a 7 made by your Thenar crease and proximal palmar crease.” He explained. “So then what is a hole?” Rich inquired. “It’s the unknown card that is face down in a game of cards,” it was Miles’s turn to speak. “We play a lot of cards in the frat.” And with that explained, we waited. Pair by pair, everyone got out of the room. Everyone except Don and Shaun. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - There were only five minutes left on the clock and the panic was evident on their faces. “Fuck,” Don shouted at Shaun. “Do something!” “Like I know what the fucking riddle means!” Shaun shouted back in frustration. The clock was in the last minute. Shaun walked to the bathroom. “Where the fuck are you going pussy!?” “To die in private. I don’t care to die listening to you barking orders at me,” he shut the door and locked it. Just as he did so, they both felt a prick in their wrist under their bracelets. Shaun stared at his half-black skin and dull eyes and thought to himself, “So I’m gonna die a virgin. Wonderful…” His cock sprung an erection. “I’m even gonna die horny.” Shaun noticed that his skin began to darken. He watched as his lips puffed out some more. Hair grew back into his head until it was buzzed. He thought to himself as he changed, “The nano-bots must simulate cancer.” He felt his bones ache, “I guess it does.” In reality, he was just growing taller. He grew to 6’5”. It began to feel exceedingly hot and he felt the need to get out of his clothes. He didn’t realize as he stripped, he did it like a stripper. Soon, he was just left in his boxers which changed right before his eyes into a white jockstrap that contrasted with his dark African skin. Growing taller wasn’t the only thing that was happening to him. The heat intensified as his muscles began to grow. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Meanwhile in the main casino room, Don had begun to sweat. He was sweating the fat out of himself. His cop clothes got looser on him more ways than one. He began to shrink from his 6’4” to a 5’8”. “Man it’s hot,” he thought to himself. He stripped more messily out of his clothes. If he was paying attention to himself, he would have noticed the black jockstrap he now wore and that his skin was no longer dark. It was now a honeyed tan. He felt a pleasurable sensation radiate from his cock. It spread from his crotch to his abs. Slowly, but surely, abs emerged from his stomach. They were slick and hairless. The growth spread up from his abs to his pecs. His pecs pushed out until they were plump mounds of muscle. The nipples on the ends of them now pointed down. The nips grew large and stuck out ½ an inch, becoming super sensitive. He places his hands on his hips. The biceps swelled out with muscle. His forearms grew thicker as the hair on them fell out. Once his shoulders grew wider and filled out, he bounced his pecs. “Yeah, the guys at the club love when I do that,” he thought to himself. “Where did that come from?” He shook his hips as his legs swelled with defined muscle. His thighs quaked as they became stuffed with muscular beauty. Veins came over them as the growth passed to his calves. They became taut diamonds of muscle. His hairless legs shuddered as they were covered with a sweaty sheen. His hips switched from shaking to gyrating as his ass bubbled out. “Yeah, the guys love my ass,” he purred. “Yeah, they love Juan’s sexy ass.” The nerves in his ass changed so that he loved getting fucked up the ass. His hair became greasy as it snaked out of his head, He now had a long mane of black hair. He felt himself up as the bathroom door opened. Behind the door was a behemoth of a man. He took up most of the doorway as he walked out. “There you are Juan,” the voice from the man had an impossibly low rumble. “I thought you’d be messing with my clothes again.” “I’m sorry Shaun,” Juan, formerly Don, said as his mouth watered for the giant pecs of this man. “I just liked how hot they looked on you and wanted to see how’d they would look on me.” He put one hand on Shaun’s pec and they other ran down Shaun’s abs. “Yeah, save it,” Shaun grunted. “I’m horny and I need ass now.” He took out his massive, throbbing 14 inch cock. Juan eagerly turned around and offered up his ass. “Come on then, put it in me.” He said as the 14 incher invaded his tight ass. The new nerves he had deep in his ass caused his own cock to become erect. His former 7 incher stretched and thickened into a nice and hard 11 incher. “That’s it, take my cock bitch,” Shaun grunted as he increased his pace. Juan sped up too to match him. “Damn your ass is tight.” As he said this, Juan’s ass clenched down on Shaun’s cock. That caused both of them to moan in ecstasy. Soon, both of them came with such for that they fell to the floor. They picked themselves up and Shaun picked up Don’s old clothes. They were stretched tight across his mammoth pecs and broad shoulders. Juan picked up a separate set of clothes. They were a black wife-beater and some jean shorts that had holes in them. “Come on,” Shaun motioned to a new opening in the wall. “The club is waiting for us and you need to sell your ass tonight.” Juan gleefully bounced up and followed Shaun out of the room. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The light outside their room turned off.

Abraham is a small teenager afraid to step foot out the front door of his house because he fears for his safety. The reason is because of a very large classmate that lives down the street. He has made Abe feel insignificant for longer than he can remember. He used to go out with his friends almost every weekend he wasn't in school, but now he watches from his bedroom window as this bully walks by his house, looks up at him, smiles, and flexes and taunts him with his huge arms. This sequence can last for several minutes before he finally decides to move on. Nolan, the very muscular classmate, isn't afraid to show his body off either. The summer season following high school was horrible for Abe. He went to the pool to just cool off from the heat and just enjoy himself but Nolan was there too. His overbearing personality was making the small teen so upset that he had to leave. The buff jock would constantly make fun of his body the entire time he was there. It got so bad after school started up again that Abe eventually gave up on trying to accomplish anything outside his house. That is until he is visited by a huge figure outside his front door. Instead of being afraid of it though, he opens the door and lets it inside the house. It tells him to sit down, take a deep breath, and look into its eyes. Without making another move, he peers into its eyes and is instantly placed into a relaxed state. The figure disappears once Abe lies down and falls asleep. He awakens and feels different the next day. He doesn't look any different after looking in the bathroom mirror, but does have a slight sensation deep down in his stomach. It is the end of the week and as he leaves the school the bully doesn't miss a beat. He follows Abe all the way home like he always does and won't let up on all of his insults. Normally he wouldn’t stop walking and try to get home as quickly as possible, but on this day in particular he feels a rush of adrenaline building up inside him. He gets a little further ahead of Nolan and stops. He doesn’t turn to face him because he doesn't really have to. ‘NOLAN, YOU NEED TO STOP HARRASSING ME! YOU ARE MAKING ME SO STRESSED OUT, I CAN’T…..STOP…..(feels almost numb)’ At this point, Nolan stops saying anything at all and notices Abe’s shirt starting to rise up his chest. His short stature begins to disappear as he starts to grow taller, the sound of his spine cracking as it begins to grow new vertebrae. Nolan is awestruck at what is happening in front of him. ‘UHHHH! (voice deepens) OH GAWD I CAN’T FEEL ANYTHING!’ *looks down at his hands and sees them widen* ‘WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME? *stretch* *pop* ‘UHHH!’ *stretch* Nolan watches in amazement as Abe’s back grows wider pushing his shirt to its limits. His light middle-eastern skin has now turned to a darker hue as he begins to look more mature. The sound of his muscles growing is starting to turn him on more than he anticipated. His expanding arms are now shredding the sleeves completely off of his shirt. The seams begin splitting all the way down the sides of his shirt and reveal his growing lats. He begins to stumble as he starts walking away from Nolan and can hear him behind him talking to himself. ‘What the fuck?.....Is this happening?.....Are you the Incredible Hulk dude?.....You are not skinny turd anymore. I don’t know who the fuck you are?’ Abe smiles really big since he can't see his face. As he continues to slowly walk, he can feel his shoes squeaking as his feet expand. He stops again to look down and sees the stitches starting to fray on them. His toes start to penetrate the leather and rip through the front. He growls as he feels his feet finally destroy his shoes. His back finally manages to completely bust through the whole left side of his shirt. ‘OHH YEAH! I AM FEELING GREAT! *feels his balls filling up with thick cum realizing his true potential* MMMM, MORE I WANT MORE!’ Nolan sees his arms growing again as he moves them from side to side, the fabric shredding all the way up to his huge shoulders revealing massive triceps which developed colossal horseshoes. He stops after a few more steps again to check out his growing biceps and notices that unflexed they are now bigger than his own head. *deep laughter* ‘HEHE, WHERE ARE YOUR WORDS NOW NOLAN? I SUGGEST YOU TURN AROUND NOW AND GO THE OTHER WAY BOY! I AM FAR FROM DONE IT SEEMS.’ Knowing that the bully is still back there, he flexes his huge bis and splits the seams on the top of his shirt as it just blows in the wind. He grabs the shirt fabric and pulls on it as rips off his thick neck and tumbles to the ground. He is shirtless now as he stands with his lats spread out and his back flexed. His huge neck and wide shoulders are now meeting up with his huge arms. At that moment, he turns to glance back at Nolan walking towards him as he jogs across the street enjoying the feeling of having huge pecs bouncing up and down when he moves. By the time he gets to the other side of the street, the growth has moved to his legs as they stretch his jeans. He growls as he hears the fabric straining even though it hurts to be confined in them. He squeezes his quads and laughs at the sound of denim exploding beneath his waist. ‘WHOA! Who the fuck are you dude? I should stop following you, but I feel compelled to. Your transformation is unlike anything I have ever witnessed in my life.’ Abe reaches down and rips the jeans off showing his new gargantuan legs. His calves have doubled their size and look like huge upside-down hearts. He still manages to be wearing his underwear, but his expanding glutes are making it difficult to keep the fabric from buckling. He begins to sprint to his house and notices that Nolan is trying to run behind him as well. Before he can get to his front door, he hears a rip in the back of his underwear as his butt begins to fall out. He moans as he feels his cock growing bigger to accommodate his huge cum-filled ball sack. He busts through the front door just before his entire crotch is exposed and the fabric on his underwear gives way. He stares down to look at his huge 10-incher hanging there dripping with precum. He rushes to go look in the bathroom mirror and can't believe who is looking back at him. In his reflection, he sees a hazel-eyed, curly-haired, hugely-muscled, godlike teenager staring back at him. He smiles and instantly falls in love with the guy in the mirror. ‘AWW YEAH, YOU ARE ONE BEAUTIFUL STUD ABRAHAM! I FEEL SO HOT RIGHT NOW, MMMM!’ *strokes his huge rod as he takes in his muscular body* *he rubs his sweaty body and feels his balls begin to react as the cum inside them begins to rush into his cock* ‘OHH SHIT, YEAH CUM YOU GOD, I WANT TO FUCKING COAT THIS ROOM WITH MY JUICES.’ *rears back and sprays the mirror as the force shatters the glass* *his thick cum coats the whole floor as he steps in it* *he laughs hysterically as he leaves the bathroom once he stops cumming* ‘MMMM, I hope that Nolan is still around so I can do a little taunting of my own.’ The fear of Nolan is completely gone now and he just wants him to worship his body now. He looks out a side window and notices him just standing there. He doesn't say anything and looks rather bewildered like he is deciding on what to do next. ‘Damn, that dude completely ripped the door off its hinges. That pipsqueak must be so kind of freak that someone has engineered in some lab. I wonder if his parents….’ *he gasps* Abe walks back into the doorway where the front door was and just stands there as his huge muscles shine in the sun and his cock begins to harden again. He smiles at Nolan and points at him as if he is trying to tell him something. ‘HEY NOLAN, I TOLD YOU NOT TO FOLLOW ME HOME. NOW YOU WILL HAVE TO PAY FOR YOUR TRANSGRESSIONS. GET OVER HERE!’ *points at his porch* ‘HELL NO, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU? YOU LOOK LIKE YOU COULD BE PIPSQUEAK’S DAD WITH ALL OF THOSE MUSCLES. I AM NOT GOING ANYWHERE CLOSE TO WHERE YOU ARE.’ ‘THE HELL YOU ARE…..’ Abe starts charging after Nolan and grabs him before he could take off. Nolan’s mouth is covered by Abe’s massive hand as he grinds the bully with his huge body. Nolan begins to calm down after a few minutes once he uses up all his energy on fighting the huge teen. Abe starts to move his rod close to Nolan’s lips and holds him down to keep him restrained. Nolan tries to resist. ‘Shhh Nolan, I know you want this. Once you taste my cock on your tongue, you will never want to bully me ever again.’ ‘I am never sucking you dude, I fucking hate you. You are some kind of freak….’ Abe shoves his rod into his mouth and starts to thrust. Nolan jumps for a few seconds and then slightly moans. ‘Good boy Nolan, nice and slow. You won’t even remember that nasty jerk residing in your head in a few minutes.’ Nolan picks up speed gulping down the pre oozing from Abe’s cock. ‘MMMM GOOD, just a little more Nolan. OHHH YEAH, THAT’S IT….GO FOR IT BOY…..YEAH HERE IT COMES….SAY GOODBYE TO THE EVIL NOLAN…..’ Abe shoots rope after rope of thick cum down Nolan’s throat making him writhe in ecstasy. The big teen laughs as he sees his bully’s eyes glaze over as he slows down and slowly sucks Abe’s rod. Abe smiles and pulls out of his mouth. He gets up and walks back into his house leaving the bully lying there with cum oozing out the sides of his face. Only time will tell if Nolan will truly change. The Tools of Revenge Abe walks back into his house to turn around and stand in his doorway to stand with authority as his huge muscular body gleams with sweat. He watches Nolan lying there muttering to himself as he continues to spew cum all over his face. The defeated bully starts to thrash about in agony as he feels his body shrinking. His muscles nearly disappear as he looks down in shock as his clothes hang off him in a bad way. He tries to get up but feels so weak that he can’t move. Abe is heard laughing as he does a most muscular pose. ‘What is wrong now Nolan? Have the tables turned on you? Do you feel insignificant? It sucks doesn’t it? Now you can deal with the same problems I dealt with for years from you. The only difference is I am not going to make you feel like shit. Oh no, I’m sure your friends will do that without any thought.’ Abe walks back out to him after his transformation and picks him up. He takes the scrawny teen inside and puts him on his couch. The hulking teen sits by him and covers his crotch with a jacket he had laying nearby. He squeezes Nolan’s arm and laughs again before getting a serious look on his face. Nolan seems ashamed that he looks so tiny compared to Abe. ‘You don’t get this do you Nolan? Ohh I’m sure you will when we go to school tomorrow.’ Nolan looks exhausted as he passes out. Abe smiles and goes to find some of his dad’s clothes to put on. He isn’t sure that he can wear any of them, but will try. He remembers when his dad was heavier and looks for a box in the attic full of them. He eventually finds a t-shirt and some shorts that he can fit into and goes back into the living room. He manages to find a pair of boxers too that can contain his huge rod. He wonders if his parents will recognize him and decides that he needs to find another place to stay. He walks over and picks up the sleeping teen and takes him out the front door and down the street. He sees people stop walking and peering out their windows as they stare at him carrying Nolan. One of them happens to be one of Nolan’s friends, Cooper, a massively built brute that is known for being quite homophobic too. He tries to block Abe several times which makes the huge teen irritable as he lays Nolan down along the curb of the street. ‘Who the fuck are you dude and what the hell happened to Nolan? He looks like shit…..actually…..fuck he looks like he is 12…..what the hell is going on here?’ ‘Cooper I am trying to get him home so he can rest there so if you don’t mind I am a little busy. You can talk to him tomorrow.’ ‘How the fuck do you know my name? Do you go to school with us? Fuck you have to be the biggest guy I have ever seen that could possibly be our age. You do look familiar though in the face…..hmmm’ Abe picks Nolan back up and proceeds to pass Cooper. He shakes his head because he can’t believe that Nolan’s friend wouldn’t recognize a guy that has olive skin and noticeably middle-eastern features. There isn’t that many guys like him around the city. He can see Nolan’s house within his sight and starts moving a little bit faster. He knows that Cooper is following him on foot so he stops again midway. He turns as the big jock stumbles into him. ‘What the fuck man? I can’t let you take him there until you tell me who the hell you are? I seriously don’t have a clue. When did you start going to school with us?’ ‘Cooper seriously you don’t remember me? You used to harass me over the last several summers with Nolan. Remember that time at the pool?’ Cooper begins to think about this and a light bulb goes off in his head. His eyes grow huge as he realizes that it is Abraham he is talking to, well a much more mature looking Abraham. Abe turns back around and starts power walking again as he draws closer to Nolan’s house. Cooper follows as he tries to keep up. He eventually stops and proceeds to yell something. ‘ABE COME ON MAN! YOU KNOW WE WERE JUST TRYING TO HELP YOU GROW SOME BALLS! IT WAS OBVIOUSLY A SUCCESS BECAUSE YOU ARE FUCKING MASSIVE! WHY DON’T YOU JUST LET ME TAKE HIM HOME AND WE CAN ‘DISCUSS’ THINGS AFTERWARDS?’ Abe stops and turns again this time as he is only 100 feet from Nolan’s front steps. Cooper jogs to him as his heaving pecs and powerful legs sweat profusely through his clothes. Abe scans the huge jock’s body and finds himself attracted to him even though he remembers how terrible he was treated by him. Cooper makes a motion to put Nolan down, but Abe will have none of it. This aggravates Cooper to the point that he punches him in the back of his head. Abe grins a bit and turns to finally get Nolan to his house before placing him on his porch. The scrawny teen never awakens one time through the whole ordeal which does in fact worry Abe a bit. Cooper continues to taunt him over and over as the huge hulk takes Nolan’s vitals. He has a faint pulse but he is alive so he leaves him there hoping that his parents will take care of him. Cooper swings at Abe again and this time hits his stomach. The brute yells in pain as it feels like he has hit a brick wall. Abe pushes his weight on to the black-haired brown-eyed bully as he backs him up practically into the street. Cooper tries to puff his chest out to exert his own strength. His veiny arms lock with Abe’s as they begin to tussle. Abe moans a little as he begins to enjoy this confrontation. He restrains the brute as he pulls him to the ground. Cooper’s strong body puts up a major fight as Abe really has to work hard to keep him in check. His muscles strain and flex under the intense pressure as sweat pours off of him. ‘FUCK YOU ABE! FUCK YOU! I HATE YOUR GUTS! Nolan wasn’t like this yesterday. I don’t know what happened to him, but you obviously had something to do with it.’ ‘Maybe I did, but it was for the best Cooper. I also think I should teach you a lesson like I did with Nolan. You are a fucking stud and I want to taste your body and suck your hot cock. Think I can do that boy?’ Cooper thrashes just like Nolan did when Abe restrained him just a while ago. He begins to get a scared look in his eyes as Abe lifts his shirt up and begins to run his tongue up and down the muscular teen’s chest. ‘YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS FAGGOT! I PROMISE YOU WILL PAY! I WILL GET ALL OF MY FRIENDS TO COME AFTER YOU!’ Abe unzips Cooper’s shorts and pulls his undies down as his cock falls out. Abe slowly gobbles it down and starts to massage it with his mouth making Cooper groan longingly. He tries to kick Abe in the groan, but can’t get a good angle. Abe pushes down on him harder to keep him in line. ‘NOOO FUCK I WON’T LET YOU MAKE ME CUM…..I FUCKING HATE YOU……UHHH FUCK I…..’ Abe moans deeply as he feels Cooper’s swollen balls getting ready to push their cum into his cock. ‘Mmmmm good boy…..I will totally make you never want to fight me again Cooper. Feed me that luscious load of yours and I will show you someone you won’t want to mess with.’ Cooper moans ‘AHHHH’ numerous times before he blasts his load down Abe’s throat as the big hulk slowly gulps down the multiple ropes. He moans deeply as he continues to drain the distraught bully. Cooper can feel himself starting to shrink as his huge muscles begin to disappear. The same cannot be said for Abe who begins to laugh as he feels his muscles starting to grow again. The clothes he obtained from his father will not last long as he pulls Cooper’s cock out of his mouth and gets up to start running down the street. He feels the straining muscles beginning to push their way through the seams on his shirt and pants. He stops to take a breather as his chest rips its way out the front and his biceps grow to the size of melons. His legs destroy his pants as they begin to look inhuman. He lets his body transform again this time without any resistance as he grows to supernatural proportions including his cock which most likely tops off at 18 inches. He is no longer recognizable as a typical teenager, but rather as a full-grown man who looks like he has been taking growth hormone forever. His mind even feels a bit different like there is another person residing inside along with him. He embraces the change fully though as he knows his life will not be the same anymore. He stares down the street and sees Cooper crawling towards Nolan’s front steps. Instead of going back though, he starts to make his way to some area where no one will find him. At least no one that knows him, but that won’t be a problem now with his new transformation.

Sorry about the delay guys, weather was acting crazy. Here's the penultimate part. (next one will be like an epilogue). Camp Myosin Part 6 Day 64 I can’t believe that it’s the final week of camp. The past week has been amazing, just walking around in my jockstrap feeling the wind on my muscles. I couldn’t walk 6 feet without seeing a couple of the campers having sex or me giving sex to them. Breakfast was always fun, we get to see Gustav wearing nothing but an apron and get a good view of his ass. Too bad we couldn’t fuck him, because he was too busy feeding a mess hall filled to the brim with growing muscle men. It was also a common sight to see campers jacking off over their food to give that special sauce to help improve the food’s taste. It was so fucking delicious that we went for more helpings, even up to getting fifths or sixths. I can say for sure that Fred always go for even more helpings than me, he won the award for the biggest eater in this camp. The extra helpings he ate would never go to his gut again as his body now metabolizes all foods into fuel for his muscles. He easily cums whenever he feels his abs, now feeling amazed at his strong, ripped six pack. Then it was time to get our workouts in with Jorge, he always pushes us to work our asses off. The obstacle course was easy to get through in a matter of seconds. When we go through our uphill runs, I usually finish first after going up and down 4 times with the 750 lbs weighted vest. Then, I give a quick fuck to Jorge as we waited for the rest of the campers to come back. By the time Bill made it back, I’ve already climaxed and let Bill fucked him as I went to the outdoor gym. He’s the second strongest guy after me, as he always tries to lift as much as I could, and he could fuck as long as I could, too. Afternoon was fun time, with lunch from Gustav and the chef sex, Fred really enjoyed getting extra helpings of sex with Gustav. Then I and my cabin mates decided to go for a swim in the lake and fuck around with Matt. We didn’t need to wear our speedos as we didn’t care if we were naked or not and just dove right in. Early in the morning, the lake was clear, but by the time we got in the lake, it was clouded with the other campers’ jizz as they obviously had sex in here. Sam climbed up on deck and was able to drag Matt into the lake to play around. He removed his lifeguard speedo and just fucked him in the water, while the rest of us either masturbated or fucked one another, and it felt fucking great. Then there was working out in the outdoor gym, just to feel my muscles get pumped up from all the heavy lifting. It was like they were getting an erection and it felt amazing feeling them working to lift. It was not only that, but the campers that were there to lift in the gym were always fun to fuck. They usually ask me to spot them, but it just gave me an excuse to fuck. That one camper I spotted on his squat couldn’t focus because I had my cock up in his ass when he went down deep and me fondling his pecs didn’t help him focus. Earlier today, I went to the nurse’s office and Kyle took my measurements after Kyle gave me a blowjob. He proudly exclaimed my measurements to me: my height is 6’1’’, my weight is 365 lbs, my arms measure up to 30 inches, chest was 100 inches, quads are 43 inches, waist is 32 inches, and my cock is 15 inches hard. I felt so horny after hearing my measurements and I straight up fucking him senseless. I soon left just as Ben arrived, getting his measurements taken, telling Kyle is nice and loose for him in a jokingly manner. I saw Robert fucking Aiden in the distance and went up to them to see if they wanted a big guy like to join. They did say they wanted to, but after they fucked they have to get word out that Dan wants to have a meeting at lunch time. It was then lunch time, when all of us were just sitting there in our skimpy underwear waiting for the sexy man himself, Dan. Dan arrived on stage in nothing but a too-small poser, his big cock looks about to rip through his posers, and announced some news. He said that this camp has been one of the best ever and saw some guys grow into unbelievable size. Then the entire mess hall was staring at me since I was the biggest camper and I decided to give them a show. I stood up in my seat and rip my jockstrap off of me and showed off my muscles in the nude, hearing the hollers and wolf whistles from my fellow camp mates. Dan just smiled at me and told me sit back down all the while he was staring at my physique and cock. Dan then went on to tell the next bit of news, the true purpose of this camp. It is originally a training facility to help create the new super soldiers for the army. He went on to say that the good food that Gustav fed us were laced with the formula to cause the growth and the formula sometimes make us grow a little or a lot more muscular. This would explain why my cabin mates and I were the biggest guys in the camp. It also explains the Spartan training that Jorge put us through every day. Dan went on to say that our new clothes are already in our cabins and that tomorrow there will be a bus to take us to the army base. For some reason, I didn’t have a problem being created for army purposes; I was huge, strong, and primed to do some fucking. What more could I want? As I was admiring the size of my biceps, I heard Dan said that we should head back to our cabins and write letters to our families that we would join the army. He also hinted to give us campers a proper celebration for when we return, by removing his posers and let his cock out. It was a stampede as all of us campers ran out of the mess hall and back to our cabins to write the letters. Even now, I’m finishing up the letter and it was pretty easy to convince my parents since I wasn’t originally going to college. Well Journal, I’m leaving the letter next to you, because I want to hurry back to the mess hall, because I want to fuck with Dan, before the other campers get there. Later Journal Day 65 Well last night was amazing. It was a huge orgy, so many muscle guys just fucking around. I see that some of my cabin mates were the center of attention for some of the muscle whores. I saw Ben in the far end of the mess hall fucking Kyle. The nurse enjoyed getting Ben’s special thermometer up his ass. I saw near the kitchen that Fred was getting his cock blown by Gustav, which is ironic how the former fat guy was now huge, with a six-pack having sex with the chef. Bill was on the table riding Jorge’s cock, squeezing his ass using the muscles that he worked so hard to build going through the training that Jorge put us through. It was amazing seeing the tables still not broken as the force from the muscle for the sex. Sam was on another table rimming Matt’s ass as his cock was licked and sucked by one of the other campers. Aiden and Robert were in the center of the mess hall worshipping each other’s muscles, while they were getting fucked and their cocks sucked by a bunch of other campers. As I was getting my muscles worshipped, I saw on stage Dan by himself looking so sexy and ready to get fucked. I walked up to him on stage and that’s when I noticed that I was bigger than him, taller by an inch and much heavier. I decided to assert my alphaness and kissed him on the lips, it felt so fucking that he moaned as I was squeezing his muscles. I brought him close to me that we were grinding against each other, two of the biggest guys in the camp having such a great time. Then I did something that I would remember for a long time, I lifted the camp director up with the strength of my arms and aimed my cock at his asshole. Then I slammed him down onto my cock as it was forcefully entered into his ass. He groaned loudly as I rammed his ass with the power of my hips and dick, and he wrapped his legs around my waist as my hands wandered around his huge body. I silenced his noise by kissing him again, and as I climaxed into his ass, I knew that I was a true alpha, the top dog in this camp and that all of them were here to worship me. This camp is the best place I have ever been to! The rest of the night of the orgy was a long night of fucking and sucking, and a bunch of the campers were walking back with sore mouths and asses. I and my cabin mates went back to the Alpha Cabin and we slept in the nude, after a quick round of fucking between the six of us. We woke up with the usual wet dream cum on our bodies and went to the showers to clean ourselves off. I was the last one to get out of the showers, one of the few negative sides to being super huge, all that muscle to clean. I saw my friends walk out of the Alpha Cabin wearing the skin-tight under armor black army shorts, with the fatigue camouflage pants, and army boots that was given to us by the employees. They also had the journals and letters in their hands ready to give back to Dan and the others and I told them that I’ll see them in the bus in a little bit. I about was to put on the same clothes when I saw Dan walking into the cabin wanting to see me. First, he said that he was proud of the growth I went through the entire camp as I ended up being bigger than him, all the while he was massaging my wet muscles. Second, he said that because of my growth, I and my cabin mates are to return to this camp next year to help run it and replace the current staff. I was asking why he and the other staff had to be replaced and Dan replied that if one camper ended up growing bigger than the camp director, he and his cabin mates will become the new staff for the next camp session. That would explain why there were six employees here to begin with instead of more. I also felt happy to come back here and Dan informed me that I would be the next camp director. He also said that his group held their positions for 5 years, which also explain why they look young, and that based on my size, I and my friends will be the same staff for 10 years or more. He kissed me one more time and told me to hurry and get dressed because the recruits are getting on the bus. I placed on my new clothes ready to join the special division of the army and show off my muscles. Journal, it has been a great adventure and looking back at Day 1, I can’t help but grow hard from my tale of growth and can’t wait for next year to see the new recruits. Watch them grow and fall in love with their muscles and be ready to fuck. If what Dan said was true, I would be looking forward to a summer of fucking for a long while. In fact my cock is growing hard right now at the thought. I want to thank you Journal for being there when I wanted to talk about my tale of muscle. Farewell, Journal

This was story DPhoenix has commissioned me to do. English wasn't his first language and asked me to write a story around his OC; Tasent, but I don't think he gave himself credit, he was creative and eloquent in writing fiction. Anyway here is part one. Thanks to Greggrth and his red pen. --- He left his bosses office more furious than he went in. He heard the quiet click as the door behind had slowly closed. As Tasent stepped out, he scanned the room. Everyone had got on with their work, in sea of white shirts, but a few, the small handful he was working with, tried to look up and gauge the outcome from his reaction. The boss just berated him for the best part of twenty minutes, the pure hypocrisy, being yelled at and abused about how he should and shouldn't speak to his co-workers. Aggressive and verbal, everything he criticised Tasent for having just done, and he was doing it himself. Speaking of co-workers; they still tried to sneak in a glance, at the corner of their crocked glasses or raising their heads above the cubicle. He didn't want to give them the satisfaction of an answer. He wanted to calmly walk out but the adrenaline was saturated in his veins. His muscles were ignited by the flowing streams of testosterone, he felt he could run through the tables and walls, knocking them all aside and into pieces as he escaped the grey and beige nightmare. But he didn't. He held back the urge and the rational part of his mind was thankful. He clenched his fist, one deep breath, and walked. He walked at a brisk pace, struggling against his commands the muscles in his legs pounded down the office space between cubicles. Reaching the door, he restrained his hands, so ready and powered to push the wood and glass panel off the hinges and cross the hall, but his mind was slowly taking back control. Gently he open the door and left. He wasn't fired, but he wasn't going to give the whole office the satisfaction of knowing their gossip mongers had got the wrong end of the stick. Charging into the men's bathroom he took a moment, slamming the door with him palm so hard the tiles the handle had hit, cracked against the wall. He honed his senses; that animal side of him which would scout for prey. No sound or sight of anyone else about, good, he thought. He paced up and down, blood still boiling and trying to suppress the urge to roar in anger, but that would only give in to the other co-workers; ‘the competition’, more ammunition. Roid rage, they’d accused, whispering quietly amongst them, and tarring Tasent's name with doubt and suspicion. He could see where that came from though. Two days away from the full moon, and he had a temper, an aggressive drive to hunt and conquer, even kill and harm, for hunger and for dominance, as a predator and an alpha male. In the mirror his shirt clung to his body as a second skin, as his body grew under the bright moon every night, everyone wouldn't wonder how he would come into the office the next day with an extra 30 pounds of muscle ready to burst out from beneath the stretched fabric. He took a moment to admire that, he tensed his pecs, seeing in the mirror the shirt strain and struggle to contain. He lent in close against the counter, taking a moment to enjoy the new mass, he tensed his body, flexing every muscle, seeing the shirt struggle as his pecs, shoulders and neck flared bigger. His fingers clamped tightly against the marble surface, the beast roaring and ready to roam.

Nassar is a competitive wrestler for a prominent squad of champion wrestlers. He started out his college career in the 163 but moved up to the 185 after he bulked up during the summer of his sophomore year. He started his junior season with a few wins, but lost a few as well. His opponents are much bigger and tougher than he anticipated as he moved up from his previous weight classification. His teammates have noticed him struggle with the change but they have their own classes to worry about. His parents did not necessarily support his decision to continue with his wrestling career after high school so he feels like the only person that really keeps him motivated is his coach Byron. He has always been there for him and really cares about his career and his training. Nassar has trained with him many times before and has had long talks about extending his career into possibly the Olympics. While Byron has focused on all seven members of his team, he has also noticed that Nassar needs a little more support than the others. He has practiced with the 211 competitor, Morgan, several times to prepare for the more experienced 185 wrestlers. He is probably the only one on the team that the middle-eastern immigrant has really spent a lot of time with because of the practices and the fact that he likes to have a little company too. He has other friends outside the gym, but they are not interested in his focus on wrestling. Most of them are more engrossed in sports like football or baseball. One evening in particular, Nassar is in the gym by himself practicing his moves when a figure appears out of nowhere on the mat. He gets really shocked and jumps backwards. The figure grabs a hold of him and pins him down on the ground. It pulls his unitard completely down and sticks a small rod inside his bum. He tries to wiggle his way out of the figure’s arms, but ends up screaming loudly and can't resist it penetrating him. It pulls his unitard back up on him and disappears. He looks around and wonders what the hell just happened and tries to feel for the rod in his ass, but it is gone. That same evening, he is in the locker room and his coach Byron walks in. He tells him to come into the gym and to get on the mat. ‘Hey there buddy, how about we practice a few moves? I need to get a little more comfortable before we do though.’ Byron takes his jacket off as well as his pants too. He is wearing a unitard himself, but Nassar’s eyes instantly go to his incredible cock. In fact, Byron is in phenomenal shape and appears to be turning him on. He gets behind Nassar and wraps his arms around his waist to get into position. The Lebanese wrestler can't seem to focus on the task at hand as Byron flips him over. Nassar seems to just give up as his coach looks him in the eyes as he just stares at his coach’s huge crotch. ‘Now Nassar, why did you give up so easily? Ahh, do you see something you like?’ He can't seem to help himself as he moves over to start licking Byron’s semi inside his unitard. He doesn't resist and lets the wrestler start sucking on his cock through the fabric. He loses himself in Byron’s intoxicating scent and his hairy muscularity of his fine chest. ‘Mmmm feels really good man. I think something is happening to me.’ He can feel Byron’s cock expanding in his mouth as he speeds up his rhythm. His hands grab his swelling pecs and can feel his unitard stretching. ‘AHH YEAH! *stretch* *pop* Mmmm keep going man, I feel like I am fucking growing.’ It isn't long before Nassar hears the fabric snapping and ripping apart exposing a growing hairy god. Byron grabs him and rips his unitard off penetrating his sweet ass with his massive cock. ‘OH FUCK COACH! I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING BUT IT FEELS SO GOOD!’ His mind starts to go as he sees Morgan walking towards him. He imagines him growing as he is fucked by Byron. *stretch* *pop* COACH….*stretch* NASSAR…..*pop* *voice deepens* OH MY GAWD! *stretch* It is working as Morgan grows wider and wider with each step he takes as his huge member goes straight for Nassar’s waiting lips. Morgan manages to stick his growing cock into his mouth with ease. The Lebanese wrestler feels the shaft thickening within his lips as the main vein increases its size exponentially. He looks up at Morgan and sees his face beginning to grow thicker hair to form a nicely shaped beard. *the bigger wrestler winks* ‘MMMMM YEAH NASSAR! I HAVE ALWAYS LIKED YOU STUD AND I LOVE WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO ME! FUCK YEAH I FEEL INCREDIBLE!’ The hair moves down to his chest which is expanding. His pecs are now spilling over the sides of his unitard, pulling the straps on his back upward with his growing traps and thickening neck. Nassar hugs his growing butt and feels its power pushing the unitard further away from his body. *massive stretching sounds* ‘GAWD YEAH NASSAR, FUCKING MAKE ME INTO A GIANT, I WANT MORE!’ Morgan grabs his head and pushes it all the way down on his huge cock. The feeling drives his growth further as he can hear his legs shredding the fabric. The unitard snaps and rips completely off. Byron’s growth is also phenomenal. The hairy coach is becoming a beast of his own right as his arms grow to 25" and his chest sails past 65". He also has developed a nice trail of hair all over his body. His cock continues to grow inside Nassar making him have to deal with the pain involved. He yells in extreme pain, but wants his coach’s spunk inside him. He grinds Byron’s cock really good moving up and down on it trying to get him to release. ‘MMMM GOOD BOY BUDDY, YOU REALLY KNOW HOW TO GET ME GOING!’ He moans with such lust as Nassar gets his wish. Byron pulls out of him in time for the wrestler to see the eruption. A fountain of solid white begins to pool out of his cockhead when he pushes it back inside him. Nassar moans as he pumps him full of his muscle growth spunk. He doesn't want it to end and starts humping him again. He feels coach’s rock-hard quads underneath him and begins to feel more comfortable now with him fucking his ass. Nassar stops sucking on Morgan’s cock so he can move over to where the coach is. Now it is Byron’s turn to suck him. ‘MMMM WELL HELLO THERE MONSTER MORGAN! DO YOU HAVE SOMETHING FOR ME? WHY I THINK I’LL HELP MYSELF.’ The coach works over Morgan until he knows he is going to cum. The cum shoots directly into Byron's waiting mouth as he gobbles it up, even letting a small pile off it dribble down his enormous hairy chest. Nassar manages to sneak a peek and rubs it into the coach's mammoth pecs and stone slab abs. This quickly leads to the coach unloading into him again as he feels his spunk squirting jet after jet into his gut. ‘Aww fuck coach, I love the feeling it gives me when it travels through my body.’ His body begins absorbing all of the cum straight into his muscles. He remains on top of the coach and leans back to rest on his chest. Byron starts encouraging him to grow huge like him and Morgan. Even the huge hairy teammate wills him to start growing. Coach and Morgan start chanting: ‘GROW GROW GROW GROW! ! ! ! !’ Nassar feels it beginning to take hold inside him as the urge to explode in size begins to stress him. ‘NO PLEASE STOP SAYING THAT, I CAN’T LET IT…..’ *feels numbness beginning at his feet and traveling up into the rest of his body* The Lebanese wrestler doubles over in pain as the other two men grow silent. Major cracking sounds begin to echo in the gym as they see his back reshaping adding more height. His voice begins to greatly deepen as he punches his two arms into the floor. *BOOM* WHY *BOOM* DID YOU TWO *BOOM* DO THIS TO *BOOM* ME? Nassar’s regular frame grows rapidly as he begins to expand wildly. His muscles nearly explode out of his skin as he sails past 300, then 400, then 500 pounds. *voice shatters windows* ‘I FEEL SO POWERFUL LIKE I AM REBORN!’ Byron approaches the 8’5 giant and smiles up at him. His 6’8 350 pound frame is no match for Nassar’s. Morgan walks behind Byron and starts to rub him. Byron turns to him and laughs. ‘HEHE I THINK IT IS MY TURN TO GROW AGAIN!’ Huge popping sounds are heard from Byron’s frame as he begins to grow taller and thicker again. Morgan moans watching his coach add nearly another foot in height and 125 pounds in muscle. ‘MMMM COACH, I WOULD LOVE TO SEE YOU AND NASSAR WRESTLE NOW. IT COULD BE A MATCH FOR THE AGES.’ The two behemoths turn to look at each other and smile. They give each other a huge kiss on the lips and get into the standard wrestling position while Morgan stands on the side. A match for the ages, perhaps he isn’t far off from being correct. Team of Champions As Coach and Nassar prepare to put the moves on each other, Morgan waddles his way towards the back locker area where the other five wrestlers are hanging out. None of them seem to be aware of what is happening out on the mats in the gym. Morgan tries to stay incognito behind the entry way into the locker room. He can hear three of them talking amongst each other. Knowing that he can’t be seen by all five, he tries to come up with a plan to see if he can convert them individually. He knows that he can’t cover up his 6’6 325 pound frame with any of the singlets in their inventory so he has to try and rush his way past them somehow and see if the coach has any of his own. Maybe just maybe they won’t recognize him. He can hear them walking towards the showers which angles around to where they can’t see where he is standing. He tries as quickly as he can to race into the coach’s office which is located behind the lockers. He closes the door behind him and falls on to the ground to take a breather. As he does though, he realizes that he is not alone when someone makes a moaning sound. ‘Whoa dude…..who the hell are you?’ Morgan sits up quickly and turns to see that it is Linc, his Spanish-American teammate who competes in the 157. He is sitting in the coach’s chair completely nude with a hard-on that is sitting on his chest. His hard rippling muscles on his 5’7 frame glean with sweat as it appears he was jacking off. The big brute is surprised by this and tries to get up to go into the nearby bathroom. Linc jumps to his feet and runs over in front of him. His huge cock smacks Morgan on his enormous muscle gut. ‘Seriously dude…..you can’t be on the wrestling squad because you are too big to compete. Besides…..*starts to rub Morgan’s chest* I think you can help me relieve a problem I am having down below.’ Linc starts to rub Morgan’s cock which immediately starts to grow up against his small body. He looks up into the big guy’s eyes and moans as he begins to massage those huge nips with his mouth and lips. Morgan growls before picking the small wrestler up and taking him over to the coach’s desk. He moans louder as the smaller man moves his mouth further down the bodybuilder’s chest past his gut and starts to lick his huge cockhead. Somehow Linc manages to shove his own cock up inside Morgan which makes the big guy moan deeper feeling his hole convulse as it swallows the big pole. It turns out that Linc has a really big crush on older men and thinks that Morgan is one of the coach’s former wrestlers. He stops working Morgan’s cockhead to lean his body up against the big man’s chest as he pumps faster inside him. ‘OH GAWD DUDE…..YOU ARE SO FUCKING HOT…..coach really knows how to inspire us to keep training after we graduate obviously. I can’t hold back any longer…..fuck I am going to explode…..’ Linc loses himself as he shoots a huge load inside Morgan making the big guy flex his entire body. His rock hard muscles press into the smaller wrestler making him nearly lose consciousness. His cock finally goes limp after nearly an entire minute inside him. Morgan picks him up after his cock falls out and places him back in the coach’s chair. He wants to convert Linc but doesn’t feel like it is the right thing to do at this time. He turns to leave but is stopped in his tracks when the small guy wakes up. ‘NO…..please don’t leave dude…..i feel like I know you somehow. You seem so familiar? Have we met before somewhere? *scratches his head* Man there is no way, but you must have been a lot smaller the last time we met.’ ‘UHH…..I don’t think we have man. I did enjoy you cumming inside me though, your cock is huge and feels really nice inside my hole. You really are bold for facing me like you did because I could have totally fucked you up.’ ‘Yeah I know dude, but you are so incredible.’ Linc stares at Morgan’s cock and licks his lips. He gets up from the chair again to face the big guy. ‘Dude…..I am hungry for some man cock and I have to finish what I started with you. I can probably shove my tongue down inside that beautiful cockhead of yours. Please you have to let me do it.’ Morgan smiles and pushes the small wrestler down on him making him gag. Linc spills saliva all over the entire width of the big man’s cock making him growl in excitement. Instead of terror, the small wrestler smiles up at his dominant master and slowly shoves his tongue down the giant slit of Morgan’s cockhead. The bodybuilder starts to rear backwards feeling the ecstasy flowing through him as he does this. He realizes that the small man is a risk taker and is willing to go as far as he can to get what he wants. ‘Lincoln…..you do know me man. We have actually spent a lot of time together outside of the gym. I am surprised you don’t at least recognize me a little.’ The wrestler stops toying with the man’s cock to sit on the ground and pause. He looks up into Morgan’s eyes in complete shock. ‘HUH? WHAT?! Are you kidding me dude? Morgan? *blushing a lot* Oh my gawd…..I…..am so attracted to you anyway buddy. I have always thought you were so sexy…..your body has always looked so hot to me. At your previous size you were incredibly built, but like this you are beyond beautiful. All of those days together for me were special because I needed some kind of happiness in my life. I sort of wished that you were gay just so I could be with you not only out in public, but in private too. Now that I have fucked you, I feel the need to taste you. I think you know what I mean don’t you?’ Morgan smirks down at him and slaps his cock on the Spanish-American’s head. ‘I do man, but I hope you know that things will happen that won’t be able to be reversed. At least I don’t think they can since I have been like this for a little while.’ Linc grabs a hold of the big guy’s cock and kisses it lightly. ‘Damn dude, are you telling me your size was caused by some strange occurrence?’ Morgan nods and slowly caresses his teammate’s head. ‘You could definitely say that man. It all started with coach and he passed it on to me. We even converted Nassar and it was amazing.’ ‘Oh fuck that is awesome. I would love for you to convert me Morgan. I have always had feelings for you so let’s get this started.’ Linc pushes Morgan’s huge cock down his throat and starts gulping for dear life. The huge man moans deeply as he feels his balls filling up. The small wrestler massages them moaning as he feels them swelling. He takes a few breaths every once in a while before going back to sucking on the huge muscleman. Morgan carries him back over to the desk again but this time gets on top of it with the wrestler. He turns Linc around and slowly pushes his cock inside the Spanish-American’s tight hole. His loud moans begin to attract attention now as the four men from the showers come rushing out and pile into the office. They all stop in their tracks as they are mesmerized by the huge stud straddling their teammate. After a few seconds, the men begin fondling each other and start making out. Morgan continues to push his way further inside Linc finally reaching his buddy’s prostate. The wrestler grips the desk as hard as he can. ‘OH GAWD YES PLEASE MORGAN…..FILL ME UP HOTTIE…..MAKE ME A FUCKING GAWD LIKE YOU.’ After a really quick pounding, Morgan feels his load starting to move its way into his cock. He wraps his massive arms around Linc and holds him up against his body as he unloads his river inside the waiting bottom. The small wrestler lets out several long winded moans feeling it rush through his entire body. He immediately feels something happening to him as he shakes violently. ‘OHH FUCK……*stretch* MORGAN….. *pop*……I CAN FEEL IT…..*whoosh*……HAPPENING…..’ Morgan growls feeling his teammate growing beneath him. Linc’s rippling legs stretch and thicken rapidly as the muscles in his quads and calves spread wider. His ass digs into Morgan’s huge gut as they form two perfectly shaped balloons under his olive skin. His huge cock throbs wildly as it spills sticky pre all over the desk. His rod thickens even bigger as his balls stretch bigger completely filling his ballsac before hanging underneath the desk. Morgan moves his hands up to feel Linc’s growing chest beneath them. The wrestler agonizes feeling his pecs swelling bigger as they nearly come out of the skin as stretch marks appear all over them. His nipples dangle underneath after his pecs finish growing. His shoulders, traps, and delts push his head further above his body as his necks thickens to twice its size. His abs pop numerous times as they swell larger and thicker than before forming an irregular pattern from beneath his pec slabs. His lats fly out from within his body and push Morgan’s arms away from his chest. He makes a loud moaning sound as he flexes his growing guns which blow up into giant softballs to match his incredible new horseshoe triceps. He sees his forearms do the same as they too grow into huge baseballs. Morgan hugs him tightly against him and kisses his buddy’s neck feeling the sweaty stud’s freshly grown muscles against him. ‘Oh Lincoln, you have developed nicely man. I think I need a taste of that fresh spunk of yours now.’ He flips the stud over and swallows the sticky rod down his throat. He feels the flood of pre increasing as he picks up his pace. Linc doesn’t speak and appears to be letting his dominant side take over as he pushes Morgan’s head all the way down on him. He yells in delight as he turns his head to watch the other four wrestlers having sex with each other now. It is not known exactly how far this will go but at this rate it appears the whole wrestling squad will be giants.

C J is a small guy that has a tremendous talent in drawing muscle growth on paper. This is a talent that he has honed over several years growing up as an outsider in not only school, but in society as a whole. His parents could never understand why he had no interest in ever finding someone to be with in real life. All he ever cared about was drawing whatever fantasies were in his head on paper. This infatuation with muscle growth would escalate into him actually attempting to inflate himself through various means by way of vacuum, air, water, or whatever he could find to manipulate his body. The swelling of his body makes him feel powerful, even though it is extremely temporary. He would look at himself in a giant mirror in his bedroom as his clothes would expand with whatever he could put inside them. One day unexpectedly, a hulking figure appears on the other side of his mirror. It speaks to him and says that it would like to fulfill his desire, but that he must give up his innocence to do so. He is puzzled as to what the humanlike figure is talking about. It walks out of his mirror and is an amazing specimen to behold. It touches his head as he feels an unreal rush of excitement racing through him. The feeling disappears once the figure turns back around and goes through the mirror. Without ever uttering a word, he makes a deal with the Muscle Genie. He is actually a very modest guy. He lives alone because he doesn't really identify with anyone. He does however talk on chat groups on his laptop since that is where he gets most of his ideas for his drawings. His obsession with inflating his body may become a major part of his life from this point on. As he goes to lay down for the night in his bed by the window, he feels a sense of ease as he tries to compile more ideas. He falls asleep after a few minutes and begins to dream about inflating his body again. With his extensive experience of stretching his skin for temporary periods of time, C J would have no issue with doing it again. Coming through the mirror, the Genie walks over to his bed and climbs in with him. It smiles as it moves in close to where he is sleeping. It uncovers him and pulls his boxers off his crotch. After looking at his flaccid cock for a few moments, it touches it and makes it jump slightly. C J moans and tries to move to his side before the Genie rolls him back over. It puts its other hand on his head to keep him calm. C J sighs as the feeling is so soothing. After keeping him motionless, it rubs his cock to wake it up. Incredibly, it starts stretching and pulling its way from inside his body getting longer and thicker. Once it is done growing, it has surpassed a foot in length. ‘Mmmmm that feels so amazing…..I want more.’ The Genie smiles again as it leans over and licks his stomach to make it react. C J grabs its head as he feels his abs and obliques pulsing and quivering. ‘Ahh yeah feels so good…..I want to feel them swelling.’ It obliges as extreme popping starts with each individual abdominal forcing their way out from his core. He moans as they start bloating themselves into distended shapes resembling more of a belly than muscles. ‘AHHH YES…..GIVE ME MORE! ! ! ! !’ It starts to move its way up his chest to his pecs which are starting to swell. C J moans uncontrollably in his slumber as he feels them starting to touch his chin. His nipples are now blowing up beyond silver dollars and continuing. The Genie can see now that he craves this more than anything since he is starting to spill precum all over his bed. It stands in front of him now and begins to rub its hands together. It makes a strange motion and points at his arms and legs. C J moans louder now as his arms blow up into huge vascular poles and his legs turn into massive tree trunks. His bed disintegrates under his weight as he continues to grow wildly. ‘*very deep voice* OH FUCK YEAH…..I WANT IT ALL! ! ! ! !’ His tiny head begins to swell up itself as the muscles start swelling bigger than before making his facial hair disappear under the pressure. He is hairless now as his skinny body has inflated into superhuman proportions. Instead of disappearing after this monstrous transformation, the Genie waits for C J to wake up to witness his changes. ‘Uhhh *he awakens*, WHA! *notices his voice change* OH MY GAWD! *stares at his hands and notices his beastly pecs and nipples* HOLY FUCK!’ He looks up and sees the Genie staring him in the face. It wants him to try and stand. It puts its hand out to grab his and pulls him up. He stumbles a few times after learning that he needs to conform to his new size. Each step he takes makes his apartment shake as stuff hops on the floor. The Genie opens a window for him to try and get through. When he tries to go through it, he ends up breaking the whole frame and it crashes down on him. The Genie grabs him quickly and pulls him away from the building. ‘Uhhh, that hurts a lot’, as he pulls huge glass slivers out of his back. The Genie tells him to stop moving so it can help ease his pain. It places its hands on his back and quickly heals him. When they get to an empty field, it stops and makes him stand motionless. It directs his eyes to stare into its own as it begins to inflate itself. Its original 7’ height is now beyond 9’ and continues to climb as it grows more muscular filling out more and more. ‘WOW MAN, I LOVE THIS SO MUCH.’ C J is blown away by the Genie’s ability to grow. It eventually gets to 15’ before some people start to notice something going on. While the being’s body is outrageous by C J’s terms, the young artist is no slouch either. His 6’5 440 pound frame will be hard to contain. The Genie eventually stops growing once it gets to 18’ and 10,000 pounds. It looks down at the tiny humans and smiles before evaporating into thin air. C J falls to the ground and lies there unconscious shrinking with each breath. Was this all a dream or did the Genie really bestow this gift to him? Perhaps one day he will know for sure. The Field Where I Grew ‘Ohh damn, my head hurts.’ CJ awakens back inside his bedroom as he hears someone unlocking the apartment door. ‘Hey there stranger, how’s it going…..WHOA Corey you look amazing. Did you decide to take in some gym time while I was gone?’ ‘Huh? Wait what……’ CJ looks down at his ripped muscles and smiles as he realizes that what happened a few hours ago really did happen. ‘Seriously Corey, you look great. Let me come over and take a closer look at your hot self.’ The surprised black man walks over and sits down on the bed to give his partner a nice rubdown feeling his hard muscular chest. They kiss a bit as CJ uncovers his lower body revealing his hard cock. ‘Did you miss this Colin? I know it has missed you quite a bit.’ ‘MMM Corey, you know how to entice me.’ He leans down to swallow CJ’s rod as the black man takes his jacket off to get more comfortable. He moves rapidly up and down on his lover making him writhe in pleasure. CJ makes him stop after a few minutes though to tell him something. ‘I want to tell you how my body got this way Colin, but you may think I am crazy. While I was toying with the idea of inflating myself, some strange alien came by and turned me into a huge muscle giant. It was awesome. I guess that as a result, I was able to keep some of this muscle.’ ‘Uhh alright…..I know how much you love to manipulate your body CJ, but this seems a bit strange. Anyway, can I finish sucking you off babe?’ CJ sits back and gets a look on his face that confuses Colin. ‘Wait Colin, I have an idea. Let’s go to the place where this happened. I want to see if it will happen again.’ Colin seems irritated by this especially since he just wants to relax and have a little fun with CJ. ‘Hmmm well for you babe I guess I will go along with it. It isn’t necessarily my thing, but I will do it for you.’ ‘Great, let me grab a t-shirt and some pants and we will go. You may love this more than you think sexy.’ CJ and Colin arrive at the field about ten minutes later. The confused black man watches as his lover rushes over to the spot that he is talking about. ‘Here is where it happened Colin. Now if only I could do it again…..*grabs his chest*…..OH SHIT!’ CJ begins to feel a rush of adrenaline passing through him as he feels his body starting to react. His muscles start to double up on each other as his shirt and pants completely shred to pieces. He feels himself rising as his feet and legs begin to push him higher into the air. His muscles nearly grow out of his skin as they make stretching and inflating sounds. Colin’s mouth gapes open as he witnesses his lover growing rapidly. ‘COREY!? WHAT THE FUCK…..IS HAPPENING TO YOU? HOLY SHIT MAN…..*sees this giant muscleman growing in front of him*…..THIS IS UNREAL!’ *deeper voice* ‘OHH YEAH COLIN, AND THIS TIME IT FEELS INCREDIBLE! LAST TIME THERE WAS PAIN, BUT THIS TIME I DON’T FEEL ANY OF THAT. FEELING MY MUSCLES GROWING WIDER AND WIDER IS MAKING ME SO HORNY! GET OVER HERE SO I CAN WATCH YOU BLOW UP JUST LIKE I HAVE! I WANT TO FEEL YOUR HOT BLACK MUSCLES EXPLODE IN MY HANDS!’ Colin feels his cock growing in his pants hearing CJ talk so dirty. He walks over slowly since CJ has now grown to over 300 pounds. Once he gets into the area of where his lover is, he can feel his own body reacting to some strange force. ‘OH MY GAWD MAN…..*voice deepens* *RIP…..RIP…..RIP* SHIT……*STRETCH* *SHRED*……FUCK YEAH…..*voice gets deeper*……MMMMM I FEEL SO FUCKING HORNY COREY……YEAH I WANT TO FUCKING GROW EVEN MORE…..*STRETCH*……’ Colin’s clothes rip completely off as his muscles explode in size. CJ finally stops growing once he passes 400 pounds as he sees his once small black lover growing in a huge Nubian giant. His skin has trouble keeping up with the pace of his growing muscles as he cups his own pecs in his hands feeling their massiveness nearly making him fall over. He begins to rise higher into the air just like CJ did as his feet and legs begin to grow longer. His arms continue to grow even after his massive quads and chest stop. He laughs as he watches his engorged biceps swell up bigger flexing them and feeling them rise above his head. CJ grabs him and starts to kiss him feeling his black lover expanding in his arms. Colin slaps his cock against his white lover’s legs as the two behemoths start making love again. ‘OHH COLIN…..FUCK MAN YOU HAVE NEVER LOOKED HOTTER! I TOLD YOU YOU WOULD LOVE THIS!’ ‘I HAD NO IDEA COREY THAT THIS WOULD FEEL SO INCREDIBLE! GAWD I CAN’T HELP BUT TO SUCK ON THESE HUGE BICEPS! *licks and sucks them* FUCK I CAN’T HOLD MY CUM IN BABE!’ CJ comes up with an idea. ‘HEHE LET’S SHOWER THIS WHOLE PARK WITH OUR SEED COLIN, IT WILL BE FUN HOT MAN!’ CJ strokes himself a little faster making his balls start to swell up. Colin sucks on his huge nips making his white lover yell as his voice echoes over the entire area. ‘SOUNDS GREAT TO ME BABE. I AM ALREADY LEAKING ALL OVER THE GROUND.’ CJ gets down on his knees to lap up the river flowing from Colin’s cock and moans deeply making the ground shake. With just a few strokes, the black giant rears back and shoots numerous rockets of white jizz all over his lover and the park. The goo makes the ground look like it just snowed. CJ decides to get up and strokes himself harder to join Colin in his ecstasy. ‘OH YEAH COLIN HERE COMES MY CONTRIBUTION!’ CJ shoots his massive load over the trees and into other parts of the park as him and his black giant lover continue to coat the park in white jizz. They both turn to look at each other and make out before falling to the ground to start taking turns fucking each other. Various emergency vehicles are heard in the background which does little to detract from the two behemoths love making. As they feel more cum building inside each other, they shoot more cum all over the park and even on each other as they swallow several gallons before passing out from the sheer exhaustion of the experience. After they fall asleep, they both shrink back to their original size and lie in a huge pool of cum. The emergency personnel find them unconscious and wonder what the hell happened to the park.

The Edge - Part 4 - A Swoldier Awakens “I love the life of a musician but I live the life of a bodybuilder.” – Warren Cuccurullo "Holy shit! What happened to you!?" Eddie's overreacting voice woke me up. "Whatcha mean, brah?" I was talking from under heavy eyelids. "Brah?!? That's not good. You're tan....and...and you've got muscles!" "Yah? Well so do you." I sarcastically over gestured toward him. "But the difference is you didn't a few hours ago when I left." Eddie was confusing me now. What was he talking about, I'd always looked like this. I think. I really couldn't think too well, my mind was still clouded with my cold. "Brah, I just have a cold, I'm gettin' over it, I'll be fine." I felt a chill, shivered a bit. I looked down at my chest. Was I darker? "Brah, do I look more tan to you? I don't remember going to the salon." "You don't go to tanning salons! And yes, you're darker!" Eddie seemed really scared, “That means next you're going to turn into something like this!” He gestured his massive arms down to his equally massive body. “You’re gonna grow huge muscles-“ he flexed into a double bi, “you’re arms’ll be as big as watermelons-“ the eyes and demeanor changed “and bro, fuck yeah!, I’m gonna have a fuckin’ workout partner!" "Wha-" I choked on the words as I felt something very odd. It started in the pit of my stomach, like every muscle in my torso flexing hard, involuntarily. I wanted to puke. Then, a warmth started building, and spreading rapidly. I was terrified, paired with the warmth was the feeling of blood rushing everywhere, expanding what I guessed were my muscles. Simultaneously. As I sat there clutching my increasingly defined stomach, delts shot out, my back flew wide as I got lats that looked like a cobra's hood. My back, paired with an instantaneous growth of biceps and triceps to massive proportions forced me to lose my grip on my cobblestone abs. I looked down, my abs carved deep, but bowing out - the beginnings of a roid gut. My belly button was an outie now. There was just too much muscle. It felt so weird, my body hard and huge, bulging everywhere, restricting movement in strange places. My quads were so big, the bones in my upper thigh moved in my hip joint to accommodate the new way I'd have to walk. I looked down through the pain and saw my skin, now completely smooth, take on the appearance of paper as veins snaked their way through the newly grown muscle. I turned a deeper tan as the instant growth stopped. I took in a breath - that was weird. I could feel my back expand, the lats pushing my arms out away from my body as they crowded for room. I felt a pull forward and looked down. I couldn’t see very far due to my pecs jutting out. I reached an arm out to feel my chest and confirm what my mind was telling me, but as my enormous bi’s bunched, I realized I couldn’t bend my arm as far. Just too much muscle. As I brought my hand up to my chest, I realized I’d never be able to stand cross armed again. Again, I was just too massive. All of it muscle, all of it bulging, all of it flexing with just the littlest motion. As I steadied myself on my tree trunk quads - they actually touched now - I felt my cock push forward on display. Judging from the sensation, I’d grown there too. And I was getting hard? Were the muscles actually turning me on? That was just too weird. I just had a microsecond to run through all of that in my head when something else happened. As I felt my skin stretch and my mass grow until I was impossibly heavy, I noticed my head clear. My mind cleared. Completely. There wasn't anything there - no thought. I looked over as Eric looked on like a drooling dog waiting for scraps. He knew he’d have his workout partner real soon. I was fighting a loosing battle with my mind. I was reciting facts - history, math, anything - just to try to keep it in my head, but it was like a sieve. Everything I could come up with disappeared into thin air just as fast, replaced with things like exercises that added the most mass to my mammoth chest, How many grams of protein I needed for the day to grow just the right amount of muscle to get contest ready. It was confusing at first, things I knew I should know - math, history, science - not there anymore, almost like it was just beneath the surface but I couldn't quite get to it to recall. I fought, trying to remember any part of a multiplication table - what's multipl- mulitplic- aw hell, I know that three plates on a bar is 315 pounds, and that's my warm up bench! I flexed my pecs as I looked down with a goofy, empty smile. I couldn't see beyond the shelf, but the deep crease between the two massive slabs of muscle was enough to get me going. I saw the massive veins that had appeared, just like the ones on my arms. Shit I was like a kid in a candy shop! My arms were enormous, and I could still feel my quads jockeying for space, throwing my cock front and center. It'd taken a fuckton of squats to get that much sweep, but fuck, it was worth it. Everything was just so much simpler like this. Standing here, blissfully bulging everywhere. Just heavy muscle, and how to build it bigger. It was kinda nice. I thought of my advanced Calculus class that morning, only to realize my bi’s needed some more fuckin’ size on them. I mean, come on, they’re only 22 inches, and Eric’s are even bigger than that. If I’m gonna be a fuckin’ IFBB pro, I gotta get with the program. I stood up, and flexed a double bi, the tatters of my shirt falling off me. As I set my quads in, the shorts I’d been wearing ripped. Through my briefs, my dick was straining the fabric. It was fuckin’ huge, just like the rest of me. I grinned as the testosterone flowed in me. My sheer mass was so heavy I could feel every bit of it on my frame. Every movement just reinforced how big and heavy I was. I was alpha as fuck. Hell, I could probably make myself cum without even touching my rod if I was in front of the mirror. I hadn't had a hard on like this since high school. Just like everything else about me, it was hard as steel. I was all about the girls then, but now, my cock called to something else. Muscle. Sex. Build muscle. Get laid. I need to lift. I need to fuck. I fuckin need to lift. I looked over at Eric, just as hard as I was, and in my new baritone voice, “Yo bro! Ya workout partner’s HERE!” I hit a most muscular, veins popping out all over me. Like a fuckin’ roadmap, now THAT’S vascularity son! The power of all that mass is intoxicating. Best drug in the world. “Now let’s go fuckin LIFT!”