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  1. iuo909

    "I Want More"

    First time I've ever posted a story of my own. No real growth in this part, but hope you all like it! "Are you sure it's fine? It'll be a couple weeks, I promise....right. Thanks Brian." I tapped the red button on my phone sighing in relief. Calling to ask for favors wasn't really my thing, but I had no choice. I needed a place to stay for two weeks while my house was being repaired from the recent storm. I collected my essentials and brought them over to Brian's. He was a good friend of mine, but since Covid hit I haven't seen him in over a year. Driving to his place, I observed the neighborhood. It was a standard suburban area, seemed quiet too. I pulled up to his house, it was decently big. "I guess he wasn't kidding when he said there was room to spare." I rang the bell waiting patiently. The door swung open and the first thing I saw was Brian, at least not the same Brian I remembered. "Woah...Hi Brian." Was all I could muster as I took him in. He was broader and leaner. He used to be a lot fatter but he dropped a good chunk of it. Not to mention it was replaced by some sizeable muscle. "Hey Chris, come inside. I don't want the A/C getting out." I stepped in holding my belongings. Looking around seeing Brian's place. "Let me hold that, follow me." He said grabbing the box out of my hand. We walked to the stairway. I got a view of his back. It was naturally wide from his size but I can tell it was bigger. Walking up the stairs I could see his calves were built too with some nice definition. My focus on his back and legs was interrupted when we stopped and Brian showed me the room. "This is your room, sorry for the stuff everywhere. I've been kind of using it as a temporary storage." Brian lowered the box on the floor. I saw his tricep flexing with a horseshoe shape. "Its fine, this is more than enough. Thanks man." I looked around and saw he had boxes of protein powder, pre-workout and some other stuff I wasn't sure of. "I gotta say you're really taking this workout thing seriously. Plus you lost weight." I said looking Brian up and down. "'This workout thing' has changed my life. Also I haven't really lost weight, I pretty much gained more if you know what I mean." Brian flexed his arm with a chuckle. I watched his arm ball up. "Yeah, I can see that..." "Speaking of which I need to get to the gym soon." Brian walked over to one of his protein powder boxes and picked it up. "Feel free to use the kitchen and anything else, make yourself feel at home." Brian said on his way out. "Thanks Brian, I will." I unpacked my things and during that I heard Brian leave heading to the gym. After unpacking I decided to head downstairs. I went through Brian's fridge and there were a couple packs of chicken and steak. His fridge was full of protein and some veggies. I decided I'd make some dinner for us both. I looked through the pantry and thought to make chicken parmesan. After preping everything and cooking it. I started washing up. I heard the front door open and heard Brian "Im home, smells good..." he walked over and hovered over the pan. "Is it ready?" He asked intently. "Yeah, was just waiting for you to get home." I got up plating a portion of pasta and chicken for both if us. Brian sat at the table, fork and knife in hand as I put the food down. He dug in, eating fast. I watched him chow down while I took a few bites. He must have trained shoulders because they looked more rounded. Before I was halfway through Brian cleaned his plate. "Want some more?" I asked. "Yes please." "Here you go." I placed the plate in front of him. The same thing happened. It's like the first meal never happened by how fast Brian ate. I just about finished mine until I asked. "Uhhh... want more?" Brian nodded. "Chicken only.... 2 pieces." I knew Brian had a big appetite but he was never this ravenous. After Brian had his fill, he chugged his water. I could see his arm flex as he did. "Ahhh! That was really good Chris. Haven't had a good home meal like that in a long time." Brian pat his belly in admiration. "Well I'm glad you liked it, it's the least I can do to say thanks." I smiled Brian smiled back and yawned right after. "Think I'm going to shower and head to bed early. Have work in the morning." "Alright, I'll clean up here and head to bed too." Clean up was quick. I got into bed and felt pretty tired. I heard the shower stop and soon after Brian knocked on my door and walked in. "You awake? I just need to grab something sorry." He whispered. Walking over to the pile of boxes, grabbing one with no name. It was strange but I saw it had a logo on it. It was too dark to tell what it was. In the doorway I got a decent glimpse of Brian in the light. He was shirtless, his chest bare with some hair covering it. Wearing only underwear and I could see his quads hugging the fabric, among other things. "Goodnight Chris." "Goodnight." I whispered back. I couldn't believe this was the same Brian. I never thought he would have turned into such a muscle bear in just over a year. Before I knew it my dick was getting hard. Falling asleep wondering what tomorrow will bring.
  2. A friend suggested I try the female perspective. Also suggested that it be a continuation of my Modern Ultra Man story. Thus I attempted it, and present it now for you. I hope you enjoy it. The Modern Ultra Man Part II: Ōkibonajo That time of year had come again. Time to hold the Mr. Olympia contest, although truth be told if it wasn't being held, yet again, in the Kenyama convention center, auditorium, and stadium, the Olympia might not be held at all. For the past ten years the bishounen, now a bidanshi, beautiful man, Daikenmio Kenyama has won the competition, no contest. No wonder. At his first year competing and winning he came in as a giant 7' 8" tall weighing a bit over 500 pounds, but by the end of his posing routine, which he started growing during, he had become this massive mountain man of muscle that stood fifteen feet tall with a cock that jutted out twenty-two and a half feet long. There was so much muscularity and mass to him with such a handsome and pretty face that he gardnered movie contracts instantly to play the gentle but powerful giants on screen. It was easier and simpler to green screen his cock out of the picture than to replicate a creature his size in computer generated graphics; however, his bodybuilding career began to decline. Depite the organizers trying to even the playing field by throwing up images of the other competitors on screen at the same height as Daikenmio, he simply still out classed them all in muscle mass, size, muscularity, vascularity, striations, and definition. He was the total package. Although he was still turned on by his winning and defeating his fellow competitors, after that first win, it didn't have as much of an effect on him. When you walk away from your first competition and and it takes a man seven and a half feet tall to come up a fourth of the way up your thighs you kind of figure, "what's the point?" Still he did continue to grow though and a foot each year on stage and thus with in five years he had out grown any convention center or stage there was. When it seemed the Olympic committee was going to remove him from competition automatically due to his size and just make him a Mr. Olympia emeritus, he took his movies and personal appearance earnings and built a new, taller and more expansive convention center, stage, and stadium around a space that would also serve as his home. He had wanted to ensure he won the title. Won the title consecutively, or not, for at least nine years to break the Mr. Olympia record. Five years later now, he's beginning to wonder if he might not need to build again, or if the history of bodybuilding would end. Standing now at an incredible twenty-five feet tall, there is hardly anyone left in the bodybuilding world who desires to come out and compete against him. Indeed all the true competitors who have built up massive size, definition, and semmetry no longer put in bids to compete. The ranks of competitors who fill the stage and only haphazzard men with builds in between the amatuer and first time professional bodybuilders. They are here not to compete for the best body or against Daikenmio, but simply to make a quick and easy buck taking home the second, third, fourth, or fifth place finish. As such the crowds have become less and less over the years. They've seen Daikenmio and are no longer awed by him. They're not impressed with the smaller, amateur bodybuilders who aren't true competitors of the sport sneaking in only to steal away prize money. With less people attending, means less sponsors. Less sponsors plus less attendance means less money to give away as prizes or to rent out the halls, hotels, stages, set and stage technitians. The only reason they've been able to continue to host it is because the last few years have been held at Daiken's convention center for free. But this year.... this year would bring some vitality back to bodybuilding. It would be the year the histoic winning streak would end. All those not in attendance would weep they did not see it. All those in attendance weeped at the sheer beauty, awe, and power of it. The giant man mountain would be brought down, but not in the impossible, god like way everyone thought of. Daiken had finished his posing routine. His massive muscles fully pumped, veins throbbing and coursing over every peak and into every crevicing valley of his muscles which had been appropriately tanned and oiled up. He had grown, as figured, another foot in size, and his muscles threatened to pinch off his head, make him do an imitation of a plane for eternity, and show everyone a male could do side splits simply because his thighs were too big. The other contestants were all relaxing, drinking beers, sodas, and mixed drinks just waiting for the judges to make the decisions of second through fifth places. The audience had given the respected applause for Daiken, although it sounded more like a golf clap. A few flash cameras went off, but most turned to tables they had set up over empty chairs and focused on picnics and dinners they had sneaked in to nosh on while watching the show with the greatly expected outcome. It was the quietest Mr. Olympia competion and posing section one would probably ever hear. Then in came Yamayuir. In a loosely closed kimono with a haphazardly tied obo, a tall and stately figure strode commandingly towards the stage from the audience level. A flurry of Olympia officials were following behind it all stammering away and seeming as if they were trying to stop it but afraid to actually touch it. It's leg went up to ascend the stairs pulling up at the kimono and revealing a massive, but elegant foot ending with toes beautifully manicured and painted in such a way it look like scenes from exquisitely woven silk had been glued upon the nails. Those feet were standing upon a oddly carved set of okobo, tall wooden shoes worn by initiate Geishas that were similar in style of the Japanese geta. It's mane of head hair was piled high upon it's head in a beautifully arranged bun with decorative hair pieces stuck in. After reachign the top of the stage, one of the officials finally had worked up enough courage to step forward and sternly call out, "The stage is set for the Mr. Olympia, ma'am. You are not supposed to be up there and this is not your competition!" The figure turned just its torso and neck, snapping it's head to look back at the official with a glare the not only made him shut up, but made him cum and pee his pants at the same time, while also causing all of the audience to be come hushed in a still quiet and sitting up and on the edge of their seats in awe. This was Aimi Yamayuir, Japan's female answer to Daikenmio Kenyama. But she wasn't the exact answer.... no. Daiken was known as a bishounen, beautiful boy, now a bidanshi, beautiful male. A male with softer, striking, modelesque, feminine features of the face and body shape, although built more massively and strong than any one could imagine. The usual opposite of this is the bishoujo or beautiful girl. In English terms it would be a woman of equisite beauty in face and form and grace, almost girlish in appearance, coy, and cute. That, however, was not what Aimi Yamayuir was... .... .... No they had begun to call her a Hansamujo, or handsome girl. A female of great beauty but with slightly harder facial features of a male, the height of a male, the strength of a male. In short she was a woman who looked like a bishounen. Over the years she grew taller and taller towering over almost any and all males, as well as working out and pumping up and getting larger and larger, fuller, and stronger, until the nickname they gave her was, Ōkibonajo... ... ...massive girl. No one remembers what her original family name was. Yamayuir was one she had chosen herself; a name befitting her strength of muscle and size of frame, with the beauty of face and the grace of woman hood. Her last name meant, "mountain lily." After staring down the officials, she moved toward the center of the stage, staring down Daiken until he backed up and moved slightly off to the side. Then, with her back to the audience, she began to do a long series of back double-bi poses and each time she flexed, the obi's sleeves began to grow tighter and tighter, smaller and smaller, jumping up fuller and fuller with each flex. Each flex making a larger and plumper pump to her upper arms making them grow and grow until suddenly one rip... ... .... two rips were heard and both kimono sleeves suddenly burst open. She then faced the front and side alternating between the two performing side chest, most muscular, and lat spread poses over and over again, the kimono showing such a massive v as never seen upon the female body before, until suddenly just spread open pushing the side hems out and out and out further away from each other and her chest exposed for all to see. Oh she had a bit of a bosom, but everyone could clearly see her muscular chest development easily jutted out as thick as almost any male's, if not further. Turning her back to the audience again, she began to perform back and lat spreads, showing and impossibly wide back that easily caused her kimono to split down the back and even snap the collar in two. With the top part of her kimono destroyed, she nonchelantly untied her obi and then tossed her torn and ripped kimono into the crowd. The crowd responsed with gasps and cries of awe. They had seen this kind of body before. It was the same kind of body that Daiken brought to the stage ten years ago, only this time there was a bikini top to go with the posing trunks. Keeping her back to the audience she slowly began to tilt her feet more forward raising up to the tips of her toes. One could originally think she was simply resting upon the disign of the okobo shoe, but her calve muscles proved she was actively using the balls of her feet. Up and down.... up and down she went, the ball of her calves becoming a larger and harder diamond each time. The okobos looked as though they were a combination design of okobo and high heel shoe with laces that criss-crossed up the shin and then around and tied just under the knee. They didn't matter though. Within mere minutes the lacing looked as though it were cutting into Aimi's leg, causing parts of it to bulge in between the lacings and then suddenly Snap! Snap! ap ap ap ap ap ap ap ap ap ap.... The echo of the laces breaking reverberated throughout the entire aduitorium. Aimi then simply kicked off the shoes and proceeded to go into more regulatory bodybuilding poses. She continued to flex and rise up on her colossal calves, making them grow and grow from balls to hardened hearts to hard cut diamonds. After they became engorged and grew so large, she turned and faced the audience and began to shake and snap, shake and Snap, shake and SNAP! her thighs causing all three of large, bulbous tear drop snaps to form and grow and swell. Soon her thigh muscles were bigger round than most men's waist or chest sizes. The crowd began to cheer and go absolutely wild. Had there been more in attendance the sound would have been deafening. However, whether small or deafening it still had the same affect and the committee for overseeing the Mr. Olympia knew what the audeince and Aimi Yamayuir wanted and they decided to give it to both of them. Within minutes the cameras were focused on Aimi and then a screen lit up with her as tall as Daiken. Aimi hollered something and then moved in front of the screen as if to say she could taken on Daiken at her own size....but that wasn't quite true. As she began another round of posing and flexing her muscles pumping and plumping as large as any man, she began to grow....stand taller........spread broader......form fuller.....harder......denser......stronger! Just as much as Diaken had done on his first time, Aimi was growing, as well. Up and up and up she grew! Meanwhile, Daiken was lost in a state of confusion. He realized his position as Mr. Olympia was actually being challenged. He realized the challenger was a female. He realized this female was gorgeous. He realized this female was built like a brick shit house and as strong as all the gods of strength for every known pantheon put together. He tried to join in and match Aimi pose per pose but soon it was apparent, lust was taking over his mind. His cock, which was always twice as long as he was tall when erect, no proved to everyone all these years it hadn't ever been erect, well not fully erect at any rate. Slowly he began to stop posing. Then he just stood still. Suddenly his cock which normally hung straight out and slightly down lurched forward. "Auuuwuaaaaah!" Daiken instantly moaned with an expression that mixed fear and lust. Aimi continued to raise pose after pose and to swell taller and fuller, broader and stronger each time she flexed. She was growing at the same rate of his first Mr. Olympia contest! The more she flexed the tighter, tauter, fuller, and stronger she grew. The more she grew, the longer and fuller Daiken's cock grew out, up, and thick. But the longer Daiken's cock grew, the more it began to rise up from the level it used to hang at. Daiken began to moan and groan at the new weight and size of his cock and the amount it pulled and tugged at his groin. Soon Aimi began to notice this rising, throbbing, massive member and as it was pointing upward now, she latched onto it and clung to it like it was a gigantic pole for a dancer to use. Her muscles flexed and popped, bunched and scrunched as she wriggled and climbed up the pervasive penis, twisting and turning, clutching and grabbing with strong firm grasps, performing new poses such as fully extending her body out sideways from Daikens mighty member like she was a flag from a pole, or crossing her legs, holding on and leaning backwards and upside down while performing a double bi so all could see her mammoth arms larger than her head and abs and obliques that look like a brick wall that could crush cars crashed against it. And she continued to grow. Each time her body stretching out longer and fuller, broader and heavier. It would cause it to slip down the super shaft of Daiken as well as subtlely stroking it while growing up at the same time. Daiken was trying to keep up with each pose. He had started growing again even more impossibly thicker, broader, harder than he ever was, but with increase in size and slide Aimi's body had, his cock suddenly sprung up higher, lurched out longer, thudded ever thicker... ... ... and his balls were beginning to follow suit. Aimi suddenly just jumped off of the dominering dong of Daiken and landed with an earth shaking thud onto the stage. She began to stroke herself as her body swelled up and out more and more ever increasing in strength and size. Each muscle belly receiving more than it needed of oxygen and protein infusing blood, becoming fatter and swollen, denser, harder, strirated and defined. There was no way of telling if this was man or woman save for the bikini top which suddenly could take no more. Arching her back during one more growth spurt the straps of both her top and poser suddenly snapped and sling shotted her graments into the crowd. She stood there rubbing her body with one hand, flexing with the other, her body growing at a slightly faster rate than it had been. He massive chest displaying wonderful power and sexual appeal as both her portruding pecs and her bulbous boobs were free of confinement and able to bounce in movement or bounce on a commanded pec pop. " Hai! Hai! Hai! OH OH OH OH OH HAIIII HAIIIII HAIIII!" Screaming in so much pleasure, with each scream she rose several more inches, higher and higher. She finally turned and grabbing Diaken's massive member, pulled it down and began to cup and massage the head, tilting it down to hers and drinking freely of the precum. The affect of doing so was instant. Up and up and up at a furiously fast and frightening past she rose gaining in height and strength until she had grown to match and surpass the great and mighty Daiken. Within moments she had grown to twice maybe three times his size. She looked down at him with a body so full and massive, her arms hung parallel to the floor, her feet were planted shoulder with and then some apart, her chest blocked all view of her head and kept it lodged in place along with shoulders and back that made it impossible to see her lovely neck. Taking her hand and giving Daiken's cock a firm, commanding squeeze, she watched as Daiken wriggled and squirmed at the grip of his cock. Then was the moment we knew Daiken was broken. "Watashi wa anata no inkei o shoyū shite imasu. Ima... Watashi ni sore o ataemasu!" Upon that command, Daiken leaned back onto his hands and thrust his hips and cock into the air aiming for Aimi's front. He penetrated her and the moment he did so, Aimi took in more strength and began to rise higher and higher and higher. This would cause her to be large enough to slide down further upon Daiken's monstrous member and the sensation caused him to swell and grow, too. The burgeoning behemoths made the auditorium and soon the entire convention center and the whole complex look like it was made of origami paper. The Olympia committee soon called for an evacuation of the auditorium and then the main hall of the center, eventually the whole hotel as the pair grew large enough for just one of their feet to step on it and crush it like it was a miniature doll house. Aimi's breasts began leaking something...perhaps milk, and she leaned forward to allow Daiken to drink from it and the moment his mouth touched her nipple to drink he began to rapidly grow and grow to keep up pace with Aimi. Higher and higher they rose, looking like two mountains of immobile muscle from some Japanese anime cartoon where the hero grows into a towering giant whose genitals could be fully seen had they not grown so far taller than the clouds. The complex completely flattened. Several city blocks were destroyed, and just when it seemed only one of their feet could cover the entire metropolis their feet lifted up and off into the clouds and were never seen again. Radars, telescopes, and satellite photos and film told us what happened next. The jagurnaught duet had grown so huge, so large, so powerful they had simply stepped off of the Earth, and they still continued to grow. Aimi clutched and grabbed onto Daiken as his cock continued to penetrate and grow inside her. Using her muscular arms everytime she grew larger than Daiken she pulled her self once again down his protuding prick. When that would happen he would buck and shudder and he would grow slightly, but then her massive mammaries would be in his face and he would suckle the milk from her once again and his growth would increase at twice the rate. Their step off had given them slight propulsion out from the Earth and towards the outer end of our galaxy. Everyonce in a while blasts of milk from her breasts continued to propel them a bit further. They would have remained in place with the semi blasts of pre-cum from his cock, but Aimi had remained firmly clamped upon it, sliding her hot box up and down as much of the length as she could get down and in herself. After quite some time of them growing and swelling with massive, mountainous muscle peaks, valley like crevices, and extreme vascularity looking like massive tubed rivers criss-crossing a planet, Daiken finally shook and shuddered his last for this round. His head snapped back and his mouth popped open, as he thrust his hips into Aimi's groin one last time. The moan he made was heard all the way back on Earth sounding extremely loud and yet eerily long and hollow. Aimi then snapped her head back, moaning in ecstacy and pleasure at a factor of one million. Cum was gushing everywhere from her as Daiken's enormous testicles, which looked nearly like rideable bounching balls, began to deflate and pump a gyser's worth of cum up into Aimi. It was squirting out from the crack between Daiken's cock and her vagaina, it was leaking from her mouth, tear ducks, and nose. And as it filled her up she expanded and grew faster and farther, harder and longer, taller and broader, bunching and stretching up more and more and more. She was gaining so much in size and mass the computers back on Earth couldn't calculate it. All that was known was that in mere minutes the estiamte was she was so big, one of her nipples was larger around than Saturn was. Daiken by now was the size of a baby to her and she craddled him as such, humming to him. The last image that the camera's caught was of her pushing Daiken to her breasts as though feeding him and Daiken begining to grow as fast as she had done. Soon ready to be man enough, large enough to completely fill her and make her grow again. When estimates were finally worked out, it was determined within a month the pair would make love, fuck, and grow so that they were the size of at least three universes, causing such gravity pulls as to obliterate any planetary orbits that existed where they floated by. Bodybuilding has begun to make a comeback, although no one has ever seen the size that Daikenmio Kenyama and Aimi Yamayuir had. Their place has forever been etched into the history of Bodybuilding. No one will ever forget the most beautiful giant who reigned for ten years and the feminine mountain of muscle mass that toppled his reign, for there are his ten trophies he earned, and there is her trophy, given in abstentia, a monument to sheer power and size of a muscular body.
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