The History of Human Muscle

[CardiMuscleman]

Chapter One

"And finally, place rod ZZZAB into holder ZZZAC!"

As Charles inserted the rod into the holder, he stepped back with a sigh of contentment. It had taken the best part of six months to construct but it was now finished. An exact copy of his great grandfather's plans for what he dubbed in 1910 "a machine of the ages". The plans had been stuffed away at the bottom of a trunk in the attic ever since the family had bought the house back in 1909, the year before his great grandfather vanished from the face of the Earth. The official report, given to the local police by his friend Arthur Wright, just didn't gel with him. It sounded too perfect. His great grandfather had been working late one night doing some research (with Arthur and another friend John Pollard there as well) when suddenly there was an expolsion and a fire never before seen engulfed the house. Arthur and John barely managed to escape with their lives but the house was burnt to the ground and his great grandfather died in the fire. However, there were two things wrong with this. One, the same night John was admitted to an institution and two, no body was ever found. This, coupled with the plans, led Charles to believe that no body and this machine had to be connected in some way. But how? He was going to have to find out, but he reasoned that in order to find out he could not use it himself (otherwise the mystery would never be solved) and so he decided to use a guinea pig.

In reality, he couldn't find one so opted for a frog that was sitting on the garden pond. He placed it inside the chamber and following the instructions, switched on the machine. According to the notes he had found with the plans, his great grandfather had a theory that cosmic radiation from outer space made humans what they were and that if they were concentrated in a single area it would be possible to witness huge strides in mere minutes. As he watched the chamber, that appeared to be the case as the frog started to change shape. It seemed to get bigger, and bigger and bigger until it was so big it resembled a salamander that was as big as a man. Switching the machine off, Charles stared in disbelief and consulted the plans again. Looking at the machine he realised that he had placed a crucial element in back to front and so turning it around switched the machine on again. This time the salamander like creature shrank and was soon a frog again. As soon as he saw this, Charles came to a frightful realisation. His great grandfather had not been killed in a fire, he had used the machine on himself and had either evolved to nothing or devolved to nothing. Charles, perhaps not thinking first, instantly penned a letter to the Royal Society demanding that his great grandfather's research be vindicated. Sadly, the letter went viral when it was published with people thinking it was a massive joke and that's how George came across it.

George was one of the best role players online. It was claimed that all you need to give him was a starting point, a finishing point and a length of time and he could come up with a role play that lasted an hour virtually on the spot. His favourite role play was being turned into a caveman and when he read the letter, he couldn't stop himself and sent an e-mail to the person who wrote the letter which went along these lines:

"Oh fuck, that is the hottest thing I have ever read online. Fuck, I'm still rock hard an hour after reading it. Turning something into it's prehistoric version, oh fuck, it's , oh fuck, it's the most wonderful thing in the world. Please, oh fuck, please, oh fucking fuck, please, oh fucking fuck fuck, tell me it's true. I want to be devolved into a caveman, lose my intelligence and become nothing more than a mindless zombie. Please, tell me it's true!"

When Charles read the e-mail, his mind reeled. This was the answer to his problem. He could test his machine on this willing volunteer and confirm whether or not his great grandfather did perish by his own invention and so he replied confirming it was and inviting George to spend the weekend with him. The reply was an MP3 file with a single word which was screamed to the rafters.

"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" 

[CardiMuscleman]

Chapter Two

"Please" moaned George as Charles opened the door to him a few days later, "please, tell me it still works?"

"It..." replied Charles before George slumped to his knees and moaned "I'm in HEAVEN!"

Charles had never seen anyone get so worked up like this before and as he gestured George in, who was moaning the whole time, he had to ask the only question possible and so asked "Why are you so keen on being devolved into a caveman?"

"Oh fuck" moaned George, "have you seen how fucking strong they are? They can lift boulders that not even strongmen can lift. I want, no, I NEED to be that strong. I mean look at me. I'm 29 years old, stand 6ft tall and weigh 237lbs!"

"Well" replied Charles, "that's a 32.1 BMI rating, surely as a person interested in strength that's a good start?"

"But that's just it!" moaned George, "a start. I want to be bigger, stronger, more powerful than any other man on the planet and being a caveman I can!"

"And...?" asked Charles

"And the idea of being so dim-witted that I can be commanded is so fucking sexy!" and as he spoke Charles noted a very large stain on his pants.

"Well" he said, "We had best get started then!"

***

As George entered the chamber, he couldn't stop shaking. This was his dream coming real and he was going to enjoy every single second of it. As Charles closed the door, he switched on his smartphone and announced "Testing, Testing, one, two, three, testing" to which George replied with two thumbs up. The earpiece that was now in George's ear and protected by a covering made of wax was in place and receiving. Activating the app that was attached to the sensors placed on George's chest and head he could see that George was extremely excited and made a note that his pulse was 140 beats per minute and that his brainwaves were that of a modern human. Walking around to the rod he said "Now, remember what I told you, this machine will devolve you 50,000 years every second. I will be telling you what period of history you are in every time we reach an epoch, okay?"

"Quit stammering, Doc, and devolve me!" grunted George and with that Charles pulled the lever.

Within a matter of seconds, George had instantly changed from a fine upstanding modern man to Homo sapiens idaltu, a type of human found in North Africa and just twelve seconds later he had become a Neanderthal. For the next sixteen seconds he was that and, to Charles's surprise, managed to communicate as such to him by saying "George, strong, George, powerful, George, sex!" as he started to rub his now hardening cock. Just a minute from switching on the machine, George had now been devolved to Homo Hablis, the first true human and as Charles switched the machine off, it was clear that George was now living his dream. He was an honest to gosh caveman.

As Charles watched George he recollected what he had been taught about the first humans in university and as he watched George, who seemed to be taking everything in his stride, everything made sense. He was a lot shorter than he was now standing a mere 4ft tall, and his arms had become extremely long in comparsion. Looking at the pulse, he was intrigued to see that it was beating at close to two hundred but that looking at the face which looked more like a monkey's that George, it was clear that that was a normal pulse rate. Then looking at the brainwave monitor it was obvious that he was indeed less intelligent that George, as his head was half the size, so Charles did a test.

"George" he said slowly, and the creature looked up looking for the sound, "can you flex your biceps?"

The creature seemed to think for a moment and slowly raised one of it's arms and bent it.

Charles was overjoyed. The theory that this species of human would not be able to understand simple commands had just been smashed into pieces. Next was the real test, communication and so he said "George, ape or future?"

"Future!" came the reply as the creature flexed his arms again and as he did, Charles turned the control rod around and said "Let's see what the future of humanity is going to be eh?" and with that pulled the lever.

[howardbeatman]

Look, I know that this is FANTASY porn... but human ancestors before Neandertals were small - much smaller than modern humans. And their basic biology was identical to ours. They were NOT stronger than us; they were a lot weaker. If you want to run with this general theme, I suggest a whateveritis that transforms a man into a gorilla, who is not a human ancestor but a distant cousin. Gorillas are stronger than men because they are bigger and because their biology is designed for strength (the crest of a gorilla's head is an attachment point for muscles which go only up to the base of the skull in humans).

[CardiMuscleman]

Chapter Three

"Doc, you don't mind me calling you Doc, do you? Can I honest with you, Doc?"

Charles put down his slice of quiche and looked at George trying to read him. Ever since he had returned him to full homo sapiens status, the brash, go ahead, "devolve me now and don't stop until I cum" George had become remarkably contrite.

"Is something the matter, George?" asked Charles

"Doc" George replied, taking a deep breath, "I lied. When I was that early caveman and you asked me and I replied I was strong, I was lying. I didn't feel strong at all, if anything I felt weaker than normal. It's just that, well, I could carried away. Those experiences were my dreams come true, being devolved into a caveman and, I lost control. Can you forgive me Charles?"

Charles looked at George who seemed to be on the verge of crying. His parents had brought him up following the standards of their parents and taking George's hand he said, softly, "I forgive you" and then standing up continued saying "Well, seeing as we have established that devolving a person makes a negative impact on their strength, I have a feeling that my great grandfather evolved himself to nothing but if that is the case then how far did he go?"

George stood up and said "I volunteered to be devolved, therefore it is only fair that I volunteer to be evolved as well. Take me as far as you want to, Doc, just promise me you will stop if anything looks interesting!"

Charles nodded.

***

"Right, George, are you ready?" asked Charles and was greeted by two thumbs up as George took a deep breath and with that Charles pulled the handle. As he did he watched George's pulse and brainwaves start to increase and change and after a million years of evolution, paused the process to find George barely changed physically but loving the sensations as he moaned, "More, Doc, more!" and so Charles carried on. It wasn't until twenty five million years later (nearly eight minutes later) that Charles heard George's moans.

"Oh, Doc" he moaned, "I feel powerful. I feel strong. Oh, Doc, I feel like a superman, no, a mega man, no, an ultra man!"

Charles was very intrigued by this and slowly started to power the machine down and a few moments later, a god stepped out of the chamber. It was George, evolved by forty million years.

"On fuck!" he moaned as he looked at himself in the mirror, "When's the next Mr. Universe? I am a shoe in!" and with that he tuened to Charles and moaned, "Measure me!". For the next few moments Charles did and when he came back with the numbers George lost control.

"Assuming that you're taller than most people, the average height of, well, let's call him homo sapiens ultima, is 7ft 9 and therefore they weigh between 306lbs and 369lbs with perhaps no discernible body fat at all. You have a chest measurement of 68 inches, a 34 inch waist, 27 inch biceps, 34 inch quads, 28 inch calves and 20 inch forearms. Happy?"

George was by now panting and could only moan "Cock?"

After dutifully measuring it he said "Fourteen by nine" and looked up as he added, "cold"

"Not for long!" George panted and taking a deep breath, expanding his chest to nearly 72 inches, he rubbed it like a man possessed. As he did, Charles noted that George's brainwaves were starting to line up and looking very familiar for some reason. Thumbing through a book he found out why, George was in effect sending himself into a trance and it seemed to be the case as his hands dropped to the sides and yet his cock continued to harden. Suddenly Charles heard a voice in his mind. "Measure" it announced. Charles did, knowing that George had evolved enough to communicate through telepathy and reported back a "twenty by fourteen" monster. George opened his eyes and grunted "Yeah, doc, I am the ultimate!" and covered the mirror with a six inch layer of cum and as he orgasmed he stumbled back into the chamber. As he closed the door, he moaned, "More, doc, More!" and concentrated on the rod that moved into the on position.

[CardiMuscleman]

Chapter Four

No sooner had the rod shifted to the on position than it was shunted into the off position and as George left the chamber, he was moaning "Fuck, not yet, fuck!"

"George, are you...?" but Charles question was stopped by a simple snap of George's fingers as Charles's eyes suddenly glazed over. Charles was now George's to control.

"Take off the pillows and mattresses from your bed" he commanded, as he stared at his reflected in the cum covered mirror, "then buy four sets of handcuffs, a car battery, four pieces of copper cable and eight alligator clips and report back when you have done all that!"

"Yes, master!" came the monotone reply and with that Charles followed the instructions.

"Oh fuck!" moaned George as he continued to stare, "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!" and with that grabbed the tape measure and measured himself again. He may have been in the chamber for only an additional three seconds, but 150,000 years of evolution had now made him even more of a god than he had been. He now stood some 8ft 10 tall and was only just missing the beams in the roof. He was now a good foot taller than last time and so, his cock twitching, he went to the bathroom and stepped on the scales. After only a few seconds it came back with - - - E - - - indicating that he was too heavy. This sent his cock into hyper drive and as he reasoned that he had to weigh at least 478lbs, it started to pre cum.

"Oh fuck" he moaned as he started to measure himself and was soon drooling over the numbers. A ninety six inch chest, with nipples that stuck out almost a clear foot from the mounds of muscle, a forty eight inch waist which although was a good sixteen inches bigger than his waist when he started, now displayed a sixteen pack of ripped, hard abs. thirty eight inch biceps that when he slapped them felt and sounded like granite, quads that flexed into forty eight inch monsters causing his cock to reach up to the bottom of his pecs, a thirty nine inch set of calves like looked like diamonds, and the piece de resistance for George a cock that was now on the verge of cumming that was a mammoth twenty by fifteen hard. As he came, smothering the cum over his abs, Charles appeared and said "Master, everything is ready!"

***

"Mmm" moaned George as he lay on the bare bed, "restrain me slave!"

Charles did as he was told without a word and as he did George explained what he was going to do to himself.

"I am going to electrify myself" he moaned, "and this is how. First, slave, go to the kitchen and fetch a colander. When you have it, come back and place it on my head!"

Charles did as he was commanded without a word and a moment later the colander was in place.

"Next" continued George, moaning, "attach two of the wires to either side of the colander and the other ends, oh fuck, to my nipples!"

As the command was carried out, George's cock twitched again.

"Then, attach the next two so that one clip is attached to the top of my cock, the bottom of my cock and to both of my balls!"

As Charles did so, the moans became deeper and louder.

"Finally, attach the colander to the battery and stand clear!"

As soon as Charles did, George let out an orgasmic moan.

"Oh fuck" he gasped, "I need more. Charles, build a step up transformer and then add it to the battery"

A few moments later, the task was completed and George's moans became even more ecstatic and he called for another one to be added. This was done and as he lay there, his hips bucking he chuckled.

"Yeah, that's six milliamps flowing across my heart, but I need more. Another one!"

And so it continued, each transformer increasing the voltage by a factor of ten and the current by the same amount and each jump causing George to become even more aroused.

"Sixty milliamps, six hundred milliamps, six amps, sixty amps, six hundred amps, oh fuck, if you hadn't evolved me I'd be fried by now. So here is my last request. Make me endure sixty thousand amps, that's twice the current of a lighting bolt and watch me withstand it!"

A few moments later, George's body was glowing with all the power flowing through him and as he felt himself began to cum he snapped his fingers again and as Charles came to and gasped in horror, George came with a scream of "SWITCH IT OFF!". Charles acted instantly and as George orgasmed he moaned "Fuck, if this is what man can endure fifty million years into the future, what will I be able to endure in five hundred million years!" and with that pulled the restraints until they snapped and trailing cum over the floor, reentered the chamber and using the power of his mind which had commanded Charles threw the rod forward moaning as he did so. 

[CardiMuscleman]

Chapter Five

It took Charles several moments to come to terms with what had happened. First there was being mentally taken over by George. He would have used the term "hypnotised" but that was far too tame a phrase as George had literally taken over his mind. As he staggered to his feet, he wondered if this was why John was admitted to a mental institution. Had Pollard taken over his mind as well? If so, and given just how powerful George was, why? The mystery of what happened to his great grandfather had not been answered, yet. But as he came to his senses he heard a booming voice in his mind.

"Charles" it boomed, "come and see what a hundred million years will do to humanity!"

***

"Am I not glorious?" said George as he stood in front of Charles. Charles stared at what he was seeing in disbelief. George was literally a shadow of his former self. What had once stood some nine feet tall, with muscles greater in size and strength than the superheavyweights of the Olympia, was now a mere four foot six inches tall. All of his muscles had simply evaporated and yet he seemed to be impressed with the result moaning "The age of physical power is gone, behold the age of intellect" and with that turned around to reveal a head the size of two basketballs. As George moaned, Charles asked "George, are you...?" but was stopped by a rather suprising question.

"Give me five random numbers!" George said, "each one one digit larger than the other!"

"Er, 7, 24, 230, 7,676 and 94,998!" Charles replied adding "But why?"

"Now give me the mathematical operators in any order you like!"

"Plus, Times, Minus, Divided by!"

No sooner had Charles said "Minus" than George replied "-0.0057474894208299" and with that nodded his head adding "But I can see you need more proof and with that closed his eyes and as he did, the television in the corner switched on showing the Mr. Olympia contest being streamed. Chuckling George said "Watch this" and closed his eyes again and as he did the commentators reported a strange scene.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I...I don't know how to tell you this, but Mamdouh Elssbiay, the person who was tipped to be crowned the Olympia, is taking off his posing suit and...rubbing himself. Now he's being joined by the other five contestants on stage and...Oh, fuck, I....I...yes, my master, I will undress and rub myself for your pleasure. Yes, I will rub myself until I cum!"

As the sound of hundreds of men both onstage, backstage and in the audience cumming filled the room from the television George opened his eyes and he moaned "More, More, I must have more!" and with that he floated into the chamber, closed the door and breathing hard moaned "Begone" and with that Charles simply vanished, only to appear in the next town a couple of miles away. He had to wait about half an hour for the next bus which arrived at his home half an hour after that and as he opened the door he was assaulted by a booming voice.

"Behold, the true future of the human race. Charles!"

[CardiMuscleman]

Chapter Six

"Good Lord, George, you're a..."

"Say it, Charles!"

"A..."

"Yes"

"A..."

"Yes?"

"A brain!"

"I know" came the reply resonating in Charles' mind in exceptionally cultured tones, "This is what humankind will be like in three hundred million years time. It all makes perfect sense of course. It is the brain that humankind should be exercising, not muscles. Can you believe that I once wanted to be as strong as the mythical hero Hercules, but now, now, I have only one thing I need. Curiosity"

"What are you curious about then?" asked Charles

"What comes next!" he replied, "for I believe that this is not the end of the journey. I believe there is one more change that humankind will have and I intend to find out what it is. But the privilege will be for you. You will pull the rod yourself and answer the question of what happened to your great grandfather as I believe he did the same as what I am about to do!" and with that the brain glowed as the door closed and a command of "Evolve me, Charles, and let us find out what will happen!"

Charles didn't know what to do. Half of him wanted to find out what happened to his great grandfather and yet half of him was repulsed at the possible outcome. Sensing that Charles was in two minds, George boomed "Then I shall make you" and seconds later Charles found himself standing outside the room with the chamber starting to hum. As he tried to open the door he found it was locked. He pulled and pulled against the door but knew it was no good, George's mental energies were preventing him from opening it and so as he slumped against it, all he could do was wait.

Five minutes later, the door opened and as Charles fell into the room he instantly realised that something had happened. The machine was still on and yet he couldn't hear George's voice. He knew it could be dangerous to open the chamber with it still running so pulled the rod to the off position and waited a moment and then he opened the door and gasped in amazement. The floor of the chamber was covered in slime. Kneeling down he placed some of it onto a slide and looked at it with a microscope and came to a stammered conclusion.

"Protoplasm" he declared, "the building blocks of life" and then suddenly remembered something. He dashed to the attic and opened the chest where he had found the plans. In there was a bottle full of green slime. He instantly put two and two together and rushed downstairs. Gently taking the slime that had been George, he placed it in a jam jar and then placed the slime from the bottle in the chest into the machine and flinging the rod into devolution mode paced. If his theory was right it would take a little over an hour and a half for his theory to be proved and so as he waited he started writing a report on the day's events.

[idealmuscle]

I love this story. There's something really refreshing about it. I've got to be honest. I prefered the earlier scenes with the muscle growth more. Will there be any more in the next chapter?

[Guest]

I agree.  This story is great.  Would love to see more muscle growth or at least a description of how the evolution felt to George.  

[LAGuy]

This story seems somewhat familiar I'm sure I've read this.  Is it based off another work?