Hialmar Posted April 13, 2018 Share Posted April 13, 2018 (edited) The prologue to this chapter is found here: https://muscle-growth.org/topic/14714-the-assembly-line/ The assembly line Second station The cylinder quickly filled with liquid, and it became obvious to Ted, that the gas mask filled more than one purpose. The oxygen needed, to stay inside the bubbling cylinder, filled his lungs, and he eagerly drank the life-giving air, but it also filled him with something else. He was unable to discern the source of the increasing sensations inside his body -- it could have been the injection back at station one, which now was beginning to have its impact on him, or it could have been the injector presently inside his spine, the gas or the probe up his arse, but he could feel a pleasantly buzzing feeling, causing him to be more aware of his bodily extention. He was the tallest of the four friends, and, though he was less built than Mike or Todd, he became more aware of how tall he was, than he had ever been before. They had all envied Mike's Y-shape and his natural talent to add mass, but for highly different reasons: Todd tried to get rid of the belly-fat that went with his innately bear-like shape; Tim had joined them at the gym lukewarmly in the past, but didn't see much of a difference, and retained his short and fragile hardgainer-physique, and Ted himself had found workouts to be uphill to someone of his tall but wiry sort of build. Ted's muscles buzzed, his head was filled of dizziness, and it felt like he was falling backwards. Falling. Backwards. Eternally. Though his reason tried to tell him, that he was resting reclined inside the cylinder, he fell. Backwards. Eternally. Then the first power pulse knocked him. The impact on his mind was the most obvious, at least in the beginning. He felt like he had been hit by a racing train, a sun of black electricity exploded in his brain: Its rays spreading in all directions like the hairy legs of a large obsidian spider, and he floated in a milk-white sea of nausea, surprise and a shrill sound, slowly returning to awareness of his body, finding his legs, arms, head and torso thrashing spasmodically inside the cylinder. He slowly recovered from the hit. It had felt like a physical blow, but he understood, that it must have been something else. Electricity? Or some unknown power? The machinery in the cylinder was readying itself for another discharge. He could hear it charging. He panicked. No! Not another one! Out! He must get OUT! His palms touched the glass cylinder above him and by his sides, and his heels hit the stretcher. The sound of charging increased into a maximum, and the liquid perfectly conducted the power into his body from all directions. BAM! Black electricity exploding his brain. A strange scent in his nose, like ozone. The taste of iron in his mouth. Ghostly mental visions of a death-like milk-sea again, and then his awareness returned to his spasming body. Less nausea this time, and the sensation of involuntary spasms didn't feel as painful as the first time. He could hear the sound of a buildup to another emission of power into the liquid. NO! Not again! He ... BAM! The thunderbolts of obsidian moved slower through his mind this time. They caused him pain. They caused him pleasure. His mind floated through the slow expansion of inky thunderbolts in a sea of magnesium fire. Time went slower. Someone bellowed. No nausea. He fell. Backwards. Eternally. And then he found himself inside the cylinder again, pleasantly aware of his embodied presence. Heavier than usual. More bodily present than usual. Felt ... Felt ... Bigger. He felt bigger. Black electricity still caused his limbs to spasm and thrash, and he could feel his meatier pecs and lats convulse. Meatier pecs? And lats? Him? He couldn't finish that thought, before the shrill sound approached the familiar level, close to power emission, again. This time he knew what to expect. BAM! His mind bathed in bolts of cosmic darkness, and this time he cherished the feeling. Ozone. Ferrous taste. Return to consciousness. Convulsions beyond pain and pleasure. The suction hose around his dick was preoccupied by avoiding pre-cum from contaminating the liquid in the cylinder. Present. Body. Meatier. Growing like Mike had done. Growing like Todd had done. Becoming like they had been, when they left the cylinder and descended by the lift to the unknown whereabouts under them. Mmmmm. Growing. BAM! Fuck, yes! The liquid turning into a conductor of POWER surrounding him, FORCING him to succumb to the power-bolts surrounding him. Nowhere to flee. Nowhere to hide. Turning into ... into the sort of ... being Mike and Todd turned into ... He resisted the change, and felt pain. He embraced the change, and he felt pleasure. Uhmmmm. Change. Accepting change ... Turning into ... UHMMMMM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! Uh! YES! Change! * * * The story continues in The assembly line : On the way to the third station Edited April 14, 2018 by Hialmar small linguistic things, link 12 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RecoveringLearner Posted April 13, 2018 Share Posted April 13, 2018 Sounds like heaven so far... Thanks! 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
howardbeatman Posted April 13, 2018 Share Posted April 13, 2018 There was a commercial some years ago of an assembly line which turned guys into muscular hunks and gals into bimbos. 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hialmar Posted April 13, 2018 Author Share Posted April 13, 2018 7 minutes ago, howardbeatman said: There was a commercial some years ago of an assembly line which turned guys into muscular hunks and gals into bimbos. I wasn't aware of that. I don't watch much commercial TV anyhow. I prefer public service. Some of the TV serials from ITV run on public service over here, which might surprise my British readers. We get the best from both the Beeb and ITV. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RecoveringLearner Posted April 14, 2018 Share Posted April 14, 2018 I do really get into the idea that the process is terrifying, painful, AND blissful.... 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hialmar Posted April 14, 2018 Author Share Posted April 14, 2018 1 minute ago, RecoveringLearner said: I do really get into the idea that the process is terrifying, painful, AND blissful.... In so many stories here, the transformation of the protagonist is painless, which is understandable fan service. Though "realism" is not a word sensibly used in the same sentence as "muscle growth story", I wanted the transformation in this story to be a more complicated matter. And it has just begun, yet. 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hialmar Posted April 14, 2018 Author Share Posted April 14, 2018 The forum seem to be more active the time of the night I am usually asleep ... It is two o'clock in the night over here, but I suffer from insomnia because of pollen in the air. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RecoveringLearner Posted April 14, 2018 Share Posted April 14, 2018 It's 20:11 here, and our pollen count has dropped to 4208 from yesterday's 5354. We have chewy air. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hialmar Posted April 14, 2018 Author Share Posted April 14, 2018 1 minute ago, RecoveringLearner said: It's 20:11 here, Gosh. You are a quarter of a world away. Internet is amazing. Bringing people together. Also making us aware of cultural gaps, like different perspectives on history. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
howardbeatman Posted April 14, 2018 Share Posted April 14, 2018 18 hours ago, Hialmar said: In so many stories here, the transformation of the protagonist is painless, which is understandable fan service. Though "realism" is not a word sensibly used in the same sentence as "muscle growth story", I wanted the transformation in this story to be a more complicated matter. And it has just begun, yet. The movie AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON was the first to depict a werewolf transformation as being truly painful as opposed to the traditional "uncomfortable". Any short-term physical transformation would, in fact, be quite painful. 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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