Popular Post Newmassaddict Posted November 2, 2019 Popular Post Share Posted November 2, 2019 I know it's been a long time and frankly, I haven't been inspired to write very much. However, I recently received a message from someone on this site with a idea for a new story. As we chatted, I started to get an idea. Once I started writing, I realized the potential these ideas had. All that being said, I think this might be my best story yet but I'll let you be the judge. Please enjoy and let me know what you think. Introducing Jacob... High School Chapter 1 It was the first day of senior year and Jacob wasn’t looking forward to it. It would be his first day at a new school for the third time in five years. Thanks to his dad getting yet another new job, he was starting all over once again. Not that Jacob really minded. He didn’t have many friends from his old schools to miss and wasn’t really looking to make new ones either. He had only one real priority, becoming as big as humanly possible. Jacob was undeniably the biggest 18 year old on the planet and if he wasn’t, he was certainly well on his way to becoming the biggest. Ever since he was elementary school, Jacob was obsessed with building muscle. It immediately became an obsession and consumed most of his time. When he wasn’t lifting huge weights, he was devouring insane quantities of food. His parents happily supported his choice because it made their many moves easier, as long as they moved his weights, Jacob never complained. By the time he started junior high, Jacob could lift weights only veteran bodybuilders dreamed they could. In fact, to compare Jacob to a bodybuilder would be inaccurate, he desired to become something beyond what the most decorated professionals could ever dream of obtaining. He would scour the internet trying to find someone that had achieved the level of mass he was determined to obtain. Even freaks like Craig Goliath and Big Ramy were too small and weak to Jacob. He often turned to skillfully crafted morphs and artwork of fictional muscular giants just to get additional motivation. Jacob woke up at 5 a.m. this morning so he could workout for two hours before school. He was dreading having to be stuck in class instead of spending the entire day working out. In the month since they had moved in, Jacob had done little else but lift. Aside from the odd trip to the grocery store, he hadn’t spent any time exploring his new town. Stepping out of the shower, Jacob couldn’t help but admire his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He knew he would be the biggest kid at school but he didn’t care, to him, he was still too small. He dropped his towel and slowly raised his arms into a magnificent double bicep pose. He let out a low moan as he reached the full flex. He marvelled at his swollen biceps. He measured them after his gruelling workout at 22”. While he cursed himself about the number not being 24” earlier, he could not deny at this moment, his arms looked downright freaky attached to his 18 year old face. After a minute holding the pose, his arms were shaking but as more thick veins appear on his paper-thin skin, he couldn’t stop flexing. In his mind, he envisioned his arms surpassing his 28” waist. It was only moments later that he released the pose to grab hold of his raging cock. His intense muscle-lust coupled with his teenage sex drive resulted in this scene quite often. As Jacob stoked his cock, he caressed his bloated pecs. He kneaded the thick slabs of beef as the individual muscle fibres twitched and flexed. At 56”, his massive pecs cast a long shadow over his chiselled ads. With one final flex of his entire upper body, Jacob unleashed a thick stream of cum all over the mirror. “Fuck, this school won’t believe their eyes” he said as he cleaned off some stray cum from his pecs and abs. Jacob gabbed a clean tank top and audibly struggled to get it over his wide shoulders and lats. Even thought he tank was only a couple of weeks old, it already looked to be stretched to its limits. Next, he grabbed a very short pair of shorts that looked more like boxer briefs than outer wear. Jacob may not have cared wheat people thought of his body, but he certainly didn’t mind showing it off. After fixing his hair in the mirror, Jacob hit a mild most muscular pose. He heard a seam pop on his tank top and decided it was best to get going before he had to find something else to wear. During his 10 minute walk to school, Jacob consumed two huge protein shakes and ate five protein bars. Just before he reached the front door, he looked down at his exposed quads and calves. He was immediately transfixed by the incredible pump his calves had gotten from the walk. He stopped to flex his left calf and couldn’t help moan as it swelled to a mind-boggling 21”. Thick rope-like veins covered every inch. He couldn’t help but run is hand over his outrageously massive quad, stopping to squeeze the bloated tear-drop muscle that literally hung over his tiny kneecap. “Ok, enough of that. Time to prepare for the main event.” He said to himself as he opened the school main door and stepped inside. “Holy Shit!” “Oh my god!” “Look at that FREAK!” “Gross, that’s so DISGUSTING” Just a few of the comments Jacob heard before he was 10 feet into the building. One guy walked into an open locker door and hit his head pretty hard. With a confident smirk on his face, Jacob walked down the hall searching for his homeroom class. These reactions were nothing new to Jacob. In fact, he had learned to feed off them years ago. Next to using his insane strength and pumping his muscles well beyond their limits, seeing people freak out over his size was Jacob’s favourite thing. The first time he was called a freak really upset him. But as it continued to happen and with increased frequency the more he grew, Jacob realized that it meant he was starting to achieve his dream of becoming a true mass monster. The more disgusted people became the more motivated and quite frankly, aroused he became. Soon, Jacob wasn’t satisfied unless people became physically sick at the site of him. He loved cumming while replaying people’s over-the-top comments in his head. He also fantasied about getting those same reactions in the presence of the biggest professional bodybuilders. Imagining Big Ramy puking just at the sight of his unflexed body caused Jacob to cum the most. By the time he found his classroom, news of the freaky huge new kid had spread to all corners of the school. As he stepped through the door, all talking stopped. Jacob surveyed the room of his slack-jawed school mates as he slowing made his way to the back of the room. Everyone stared in awe but no one dared to make a sound. The teacher looked confused when he walked in to a full room of silent teenagers. It wasn’t until he looked to the back of the class that he figured out why. “Oh my! You must be Jacob!” He stammered. “They said you were big but I didn’t expect so much-“ “Huge, freaky muscle?” Jacob interrupted. The teacher’s mouth remained open, but words stopped coming out. A minute later, he had regained enough composure to instruct the class to find their seats. After the students were seated, the teacher looked to the back of the room to see Jacob still standing. “Um-please find a seat.” He said to Jacob. “Sorry Teach but I don’t think these desks are made for someone like me.” “Please sit.” The teacher said, trying to sound authoritative but it came out sounding scared and timid. Jacob shook his head and tried to sit at the nearest desk. The entire class turned their heads and watched as the massive boy struggled to get seated. Loud creaks filled the room as Jacob’s massive body wedged itself into the seat. The desks were the table-top seat combos that offered very little in the way of adjustment. Jacob could barely fit his meaty quads in the gap between the seat and the desk. He tried for close to 30 seconds before becoming frustrated. Suddenly his fist slammed down on the top of the desk, cracking it instantly. Jacob then gripped the wooden desk and plastic seat and started to pull. His already bloated body exploded in size. There were audible gasps from the class. Jacob adjusted his grip and let out a low roar and pulled harder. With seemly little effort, the plastic seat was torn off the metal frame of the desk. Jacob tossed the seat and repositioned his hand on the metal frame. There was a load groan of screeching metal and the frame started to bend. Jacob’s arms visibly inflated and each individual muscle fibre leap into action. Jacob’s ridiculously wide back appeared to double in size as he continued to bend the metal frame like it was wet pasta. With one final grunt and tug, Jacob stood straight up and the desk disintegrated around him. He stepped out of the pile of desk parts and placed his hands on his hips. “Told you the desk wasn’t made for this body.” He said and slowly flexed into a front lat spread. Slowly his lats expanded until they jutted three feet from his sides. They only stopped swelling when they made contact with his equally massive arms and forearms. Next, his pecs rose upward and outward. Deep striations and countless veins snaked across they surface. Even under the tight tank top fabric, veins could been seen pulsing. Finally, Jacob’s traps rose up either side of his neck as his quads and calves flexed so huge, there was barely any separation between them. At full flex, Jacob could hear loud screams and gags from the students in the room. Many had to look away in horror while others were clearly mortified at the sight they could not stop watching. Jacob turned to look a the teacher who was visible shaking and leaning against his desk to stop himself from collapsing on the floor. “Oh my god! Please stop!” the teacher muttered. “Sorry teach, I couldn’t hear you. Did you say come up the front of the class and show everyone just how insanely massive I am?” Jacob replied and slowly made his way towards the front of the class. It’s fair to say, Jacob always moved slowly, due mainly by the size of his quads. To even call how he moved walking was inaccurate; Jacob waddled. Arriving at the front of the class, Jacob turned to face the class. He pointed to a skinny kid sitting in the first row and motioned for him to approach. Jacob raised his arms and leaned forward. “Strip off this tank top. It’s pretty new and the only shirt I have. I want to try to make it last the whole day.” The poor kid was shaking like a leaf. “Come on dude. My lats are WAY too big for me to get this off myself. Don’t worry, I won’t bite; unless I get hungry.” Jacob said with a chuckle. Slowly the kid started to peel the skin tight tank top up Jacob’s back. When it was halfway up Jacob was growing impatient. “SOMEONE HELP HIM!” he yelled. Another petrified student joined the first kid and within seconds the tank top was pulled over Jacob’s head. Once free, he slowly stood back up and the class was confronted by his exposed upper body and a new wave to terrified screams filled the room. “This is what a 267lb 18 year old looks like. I’m only 5’8” but getting pretty close to being just as wide as that.” Jacob said and started to hit flawless poses each one accompanied by grunts, moans and exaggerated gasps. “No 18 year old has 22” arms, 18” forearms, 56” pecs and a tiny 28” waist. Not to mention some of the biggest quads on the planet. Check out these 32” quads and 21” calves.” “So Gross!” Someone yelled out. “Gross? You think all this muscle is gross. You know what I think it is? SMALL. I’m plan to doubling this size in a couple of years!” Jacob said. He was breathing hard from hitting the different poses but saved the best for last. He extended his pumped left leg and leaned closer to the class. He slowly bent his arms and started to hit a most muscular pose. His already blood-filled body exploded in every direction. Jacob showed incredible muscle control and he willed each muscle group to flex and expand. His arms slammed into his flexed pecs as his shoulders solidified into pumpkin-sized striated bolders. His vein-covered traps rose to graze his ears as his neck thickened to become wider than his head. He tightened his already rock-hard abs so each developed muscle resembled the density of bricks. His shorts could not contain the monstrous beef of his quads and rose up so high it looked like a posing suit. Even with his legs spread apart, Jacobs calves looked like they were about to touch each other. At full flex, Jacob’s entire body was shaking. His skin now covered in the light layer of sweat which made his outrageous vascular look even more extreme. He let out a glass-shaking roar and he somehow continued to flex. Through gritted teeth he screamed “I’m not stopping until someone either pukes or passes out.” Most of the kids were screaming and covering their eyes. A few looked like they were ready to faint and more than one of the boys held their hands over their obvious erections. Still not seeing what he desired most, Jacob let out another scream as his flexed muscles were starting to cause him pain. A pain that pushed him to flex even harder. He slowly turned to face the teacher, who was cowering behind his desk. With one laboured step Jacob moved closer. He could see the terror in the teacher’s face. “DO IT!” He commanded and within seconds, the teacher bent over and puked all over the top of his desk. He stood up and stumbled back, slamming into the chalkboard before collapsing on the floor. As Jacob relaxed his pose he smiled as he realized the teacher had a large wet stain on the front of his pants. His recently spent erection was clearly still rock-hard. Jacob tuned to face the class once more. He picked his tank top off a nearby desk and waddled towards the back of the class. “Is homeroom over yet?” 27 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Newmassaddict Posted November 2, 2019 Author Popular Post Share Posted November 2, 2019 (edited) Chapter 2 After homeroom ended and the teacher was being attended to by some concerned students, Jacob made his way down the hall to his first class. He couldn’t help but get a little hard looking at the faces of the other students as be moved around them. His posing session had left him feeling pretty pumped. Eventually he started to day dream about the brutal workout he would have after school. His first two classes were essential the same situation. He walked in and was greeted by shocked stares and disturbed reactions to his hulking body. Fortunately, both classrooms had detached seats so Jacob could actually sit. The teachers had a lot of trouble concentrating and regularly looked in Jacob’s direction which caused them to lose their train of thought. At any given moment there was a least three kids staring slack-jawed at Jacob’s gigantic biceps, bloated quads or heaving pecs. The novelty of their reactions was quickly wearing thin and Jacob filled his time planning future workouts and meal plans. Finally it was lunch time and Jacob made his way to the cafeteria as fast as he could. With three plates loaded to the brim with food, He sat at the nearest table and started to devour the food. After eating two full plates he looked up to see at least 100 eyes staring at him. As he scanned the room, his gaze stopped at a nearby table occupied by six guys. They were all looking at Jacob and then back at each other. It was obvious they were talking about him. Jacob immediately noticed that they looked like the most athletic guys at this school. If they were not in his presence, Jacob figured they would be considered big and buff. Three of the guys were considerably bigger than the typical senior. It was clear they worked out and had more than average builds. Two of the guys looked smaller than the other three but still stood out compared to the rest of the students. The final guy was the smallest of the group and looked a little nerdier than the others. As Jacob started to eat his third plate, they group stood up and started to leave, but not before shooting him some dirty looks. It was at this moment Jacob felt a timid tap on his left shoulder. He turned to see a very nervous looking woman standing next to his seat. “J-Jacob?” She said. “The principal would like to see you.” Jacob stood up slowly and as the woman saw his fully extended mass, suddenly became a bundle of nerves and stammered to give Jacob instructions about where to go. Jacob raised his hand and said “Don’t worry, I’ll find the office.” He waddled into the empty office and took a seat across from the large wooden desk. He scanned the room and noticed that among the many books and files, there were also a few wrestling trophies and weightlifting metals. Jacob even spotted a container of protein powder in the corner of the room near what looked like a gym bag. Jacob smiled as he realized that his principal might be a former jock. A few seconds later Jacob heard someone enter the room behind him. “Jacob. I’m Principal Dixon.” The person said. Jacob stood and turned to face the principal. As he rose, he squared his shoulders which caused his pecs to bounce and his traps to flex slightly. “Wow! I heard you were huge but I wasn’t prepared for just how big you really are.” Principal Dixon said as he moved to his side of the desk and sat down. Jacob sat back down and folded his arms across his chest. There was a wave of pulsing muscle as his body morphed to accommodate his insane proportions. Once settled, Jacob surveyed his new principal. He instantly noticed the man’s body. He was wearing a suit jacket over a sweater but even with the layers of clothes, Jacob could tell he was built. There was a clear definition between his shoulders and arms. A prominent chest was evident through the jacket. Next, Jacob noticed Principal Dixon was younger than he expected. He looked like he was in his late 30s or early 40s. While Jacob inspected him, Principal Dixon was doing the same. His eyes darted all over Jacob’s exposed skin. After an extended period of silence, Principal Dixon gave his head a slight shake and cleared his throat. “Sorry, I’ve just haven’t seen a kid your age with so much muscle before. Are you really only 18?!” “Yup, my birthday was two months ago. But I have to correct you Principal Dixon, I’m not big at all.” “What?” Jacob raised his right arm and flexed his mammoth bicep. It instantly inflated to a rock-hard mountain of muscle and vein. “This is only 22”. I need it to be 28” at least.” Principal Dixon was visibly taken aback. “22” at 18?” “Yeah I know, it sounds impressive but I’m nowhere near big enough yet.” Jacob responded and raised his left arm. As he flexed his lats expanded so wide they hung off the sides of the chair. “Incredible” Principal Dixon muttered under his breath. He shuffled in his chair and stared at a stack of paper on desk, purposefully avoiding looking at Jacob. “Jacob, I called you in to my office today to talk about what happened in your homeroom class today. Mr. Paterson had to be checked out by the school nurse and has taken a few days off to recover. While I admit you are an extremely well-proportioned young man, I can’t have repeated incidents like that happening at my school. I would like to ask that you try harder to dress more, um, conservatively at school so you do not cause a disturbance like that again.” Mr. Dixon said and finally raised his head to look at Jacob. Jacob didn’t respond right away. Instead, with his arms will still folded across his chest, he started to flex. His muscles erupted. His forearms looked like two giant hams wrapped around each other while his biceps and chest fought for real estate. Veins as thick as garden hoses appeared on every exposed inch. Even from the front, his lats swelled so wide they could be seen. “You’re right Principal Dixon, I am a well-proportioned young man. And the last thing I would want would be to cause another disturbance but as you can clearly see, these muscle have a life of their own.” He said as he slowly stood up and took a step away from the desk. He unfolded his arms and turned to his side. With one fluid motion, he started to perform a side chest pose that would rival the current Mr. Olympia. When he was about to be fully flexed he relaxed his muscle and restarted the pose again only this time, he moved slower and more deliberately. His entire upper body swelled to twice his original size. His 56” chest rose to graze his chin while his arms swelled to their max. Jacob couldn’t help but let out a load moan of pleasure as his muscles reached their maximum size. There was a load ripped sound as his right lat finally broke free from his skin-tight tank top. Jacob released the flex and turned away from the Principal. “Just when you think I can’t possibly be this jacked I just keep growing more and more freaky” he said as he positioned himself for a rear lat spread. But instead of flexing both sides of his back at once, Jacob only flexed his left lat. It swung from his body like a barn door opening. Once it was fully extended, the right lat muscle sprung into action and grew to match the left. The shear size of his back was made even more incredible by the minuscule size of his waist. Once his back was fully flexed he let out a load roar and willed even more width to materialize. The added mass was met with three simultaneous tears down the back of his tank top. With one final primal grunt the shirt completely separated and fell away from his now sweaty back. Jacob turned to face Principal Dixon. He placed his hands on the desk and started to tighten his forearms, biceps and triceps. The individual muscles pulses and expanded at will. “Here’s what’s going to happen. This massive freak is going to do whatever the hell he wants. I can tell you can’t get enough of this mass and frankly, I like how much you are into this muscle. I know you like big muscle and wish you were half as big as me. I’ll show as much of my body as I want and you’ll just have to deal with that. But the what really gets me going is testing my strength. You see, I may be one the biggest teenagers in the world but I AM the strongest human that has ever walked the earth. You think I got this huge doing basic gym exercise? Sure, I can out lift most professional bodybuilders but that’s just a fraction of what I can do.” Jacob turned and started to move towards the door. “You look confused. Follow me and I’ll give you a taste of what I mean.” As the double doors of the cafeteria opened there were gasps from the crowd of students still eating their lunch when they saw Jacob’s exposed and pumped upper body. “I assume you’ve all heard about what happened in my home room class this morning. Well, that was nothing. I want to show you all just how freaky this massive body can be.” Jacob announced to the crowd of students. He waddled to a large empty table. It was eight feet long and was made of thick, durable metal. Jacob looked down and saw that it was bolted to the floor. A smile formed on his face as he placed his hands under the top. Instantly, hundreds of new veins erupted across his forearms and biceps. He started to apply pressure but nothing happened. He looked up to see some kids snickering while other looks confused. With one violent tug, there was a loud screeching of metal as the table started to move. Jacob squared his massive shoulders, causing a new wave of muscle to cascade over his upper body and tugged the table once more. Another loud screech was followed by a deafening pop as one of the bolts popped out of the floor. “Fuck yeah!” he roared as he applied more of his inhuman strength. He heard a few screams from the crowd as the metal table started to shake. Suddenly another pop and a bolt flew three feet in the air. Jacob let out a loud roar and the entire end of the table was dislodged from the floor. He easily curled the giant piece of metal until it was level with his rock-hard chest. Instead of moving to the other side of the table to repeat his maneuver, he adjusted his grip so his hands held each side of the table top. He moved his quads so his centre of gravity was under the end of the table. With a violent jerking motion, he started to pull the table towards himself. His already pumped quads looked to double in size as each muscle flexed and expanded. He looked up briefly to see looks of horror on the faces of the students witnessing his display of inhuman power. He refocused his attention on the table and with one more tug, tried to pull the opposite end off the ground and towards him but the table didn’t move. He readjusted his grip and pulled again but still, the table did not move. Jacob slammed the table down and took a step back. He raised his arms and let out a bellow that shook the glass windows. The crowd of students looked on in horror. Jacob planted his legs once more but leaned his body lower to the floor. He grabbed the sides of the table again but this time he looked like he was competing in a tug of war. With the lower posture, he was able to engage not only his quads and arms but also his back. As he started to pull again, ever exposed muscle in his body exploded with previously unseen mass. A new wave of screams and cries filled the room. Jacob was reduced to primal growls as his continued to pull. At first nothing happened but suddenly a low screeching sound could be heard. His whole body began to shake as he summoned more strength. Through his gritted teeth, spit started to spray out of his mouth and Jacob looked like a rabid beast and refused to stop pulling. The metal legs still bolted to the ground started to bend, slow at first then faster as they succumbed to Jacob’s power. There was a deafening cracking noise when the two bent metal legs snapped off and the table was finally freed from the floor. Jacob was pulled so hard he stumbled back and few feet with the table still in his grip. He dropped the heavy metal table and stood to face the crowd. “THAT’S WHAT YOU CALL FREAKY!” he screamed and raised his arms and hit the most incredible double bicep pose. Jacob was flexing for himself and not the crowd of students. He was clearly getting off on showing them what his massive body was capable of. “That was just a warm up. I need to test all this massive muscle.” He said and walked towards the table. He ran his hand over the cool metal surface. The table weighted over 200 pounds and while the legs were bent, it’s top was still intact. Jacob turned to the crowd and said “Get on.” No one moved, clearly they didn’t understand what he was asking. “I said GET ON. Climb onto this table NOW!” he ordered. Slowly, a few students timidly climbed on to of the table. “MORE OF YOU!” Still unaware of what he was planning, more students followed the others. Soon there were eight kids sitting on the table. “Do you want to see just how powerful I am?” Jacob asked without really caring what they wanted. He waddled over to the table and looked at the terrified faces of the students sitting on top. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you. I just need some serious weight to really test myself.” He said. The students looked at each other with more confusion and additional fear. Jacob bent down and crawled under the table. The crowd gasped as they started to figure out what was about to happen. The kids sitting on top grabbed hold of each other in complete terror. It took Jacob a moment to maneuver his incredible bulk underneath the table but eventually he was contorted into a compact crotched position. With a grunt, he started to lift. At first the table didn’t move but Jacob was undeterred. His big hands were positioned on either side of his head but he was so compacted under the table that he did not have much room to gain leverage. He pushed harder but again, the table did not budge. A look of frustration washed over his face as his arms and shoulders shook with intense effort. For a third time he tried to lift the table and it’s occupants but again, nothing happened. “Jacob! Enough!” said Principal Dixon who had appeared next to the table. “You’ve caused enough of a commotion. This is just insane!” Jacob exhaled deeply and said in a low, almost whisper “Insane? I’ll show you insane. Stand back.” Then something truly incredible happened. The table started to tremble. Principal Dixon and the rest of the crowd took a step away from the desk. A number the students huddled on the top had tears running down their faces. The trembling increased until it looked like the table was vibrating. Jacob was emitting truly horrific sounds from underneath and his entire body was shaking. Moments later, one of the table legs on the right side lifted off the ground followed soon after by the other. The right side of the table hovered an inch off the ground and soon the left side started to shake more until suddenly, it too started to rise. Jacob’s face was unrecognizable. His eyes were completed shut, his cheeks puffed out and his teeth were so tightly clenched they looked like they might crack. Tears ran down his cheeks and sweat dripped from his forehead. What was most shocking however were the veins. Every exposed inch of skin on Jacob’s face was covered with thick, pulsing veins. They ran down his forehead to his cheeks where they branched off and continued to his neck. It was truly horrific to the students watching because Jacob no longer looked human. He looked like a monster processed. After a few seconds holding the table an inch off the ground it somehow rose higher. Using just his incredible shoulder and arm strength, Jacob was able to move the table higher but what he really needed to do was engage his quads but they were so compacted under the table he wasn’t able to do so. He feared his arms and shoulders would soon give out. The incredible weight they were holding was causing him excruciating pain. Just as the pain became unbearable Jacob did something even he didn’t expect . He lowered his head and flexed his giant traps. Two massive mounds of muscle rose on either side of his neck. He allowed the table to lower so it came in contact with the outrageously pumped traps. Now with this additional muscle to help his shoulders and arms the table became steady and again, started to rise. Forced to look down at his quads and calves, Jacob tried summon even more power. He willed his quads into action even though they were completely bent and offered very little leverage. Jacob felt a small movement in this quads and the was all he needed. Suddenly the table started to shake violently, causing the students to scream. With another deafening scream Jacob started to do the impossible, he started to stand up. It happened slowing and very unsteadily but when the table was four inches off the ground he was able to gain additional leverage and something deep inside the monstrous kid took over. His already pumped muscles exploded with newfound size and power. At six inches off the ground he felt this unstoppable power building throughout his body. The massive weight above him started to feel lighter and more manageable. Jacob finally opened his eyes so he could see the faces of his audience. He made direct eye contact with Principal Dixon who’s look of total shock and awe only spurred Jacob on. As if they were telepathically linked, Jacob imagined Principal Dixon shooting a huge load of cum while witnessing Jacob’s true power and just as the thought formed in his mind, Principal Dixon’s body started to shutter. A wet spot formed on the front of his pants as the table continued to rise. Maintaining eye contact with Principal Dixon, Jacob also released a flood of hot cum. It ran down his vein engorged quads and suddenly the weight of the metal table and the eight students on top felt like nothing to the herculean kid underneath. Jacob let out an orgasmic moan and rose to his full height. He didn’t have to look down at his quads to see that they had never been so pumped, he could feel the muscles touched each other even though his feet were spread apart. Jacob held the huge table across his massive shoulders and traps but did not let it down. Instead, he slowly turned so the whole room could see his inhumanly pumped body. He turned slowly which was an obviously hard task with such an unstable weight overhead but he managed a full 360 degree turn before returning his gaze to Principal Dixon. “THIS IS WHAT TRUE POWER LOOKS LIKE!” Jacob bellowed to the awestruck crowd. He tilted the table to one side and the students slid off and fell into a pile on the ground. With just the table now over his head, he extended his arms and pressed the table higher. He released the table and let it come crashing down behind him. The loud bang as it hit the floor shook the Cafeteria’s walls. Jacob stood tall for the whole room to see. His once jacked frame now looked to be three times it’s original size. No one in the room could Comprehend the sight before them and the display of power they had just witness. “That was a good workout.” was all Jacob said as he waddled towards the double doors. Edited November 3, 2019 by Newmassaddict 30 5 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Popular Post Newmassaddict Posted November 4, 2019 Author Popular Post Share Posted November 4, 2019 This is more of a filler chapter but gives you more insight to the primal nature of Jacob's desire to be the biggest, most powerful freak on the planet. Enjoy! Chapter 3 Mark tossed his gym bag on the floor and collapsed on his bed, glad to be alone in the safety of his room. The stories he had heard all afternoon about the new kid and his sickening display of muscle and strength had taken their toll. Mark had put on a brave face and tried to remain unimpressed around his buddies but now in the privacy of his room, he felt his emotions taking over. He glanced around his room where he had build a shrine to the one thing that he really cared about, bodybuilding. Posters of his favourite professional bodybuilders covered the walls, numerous supplement containers littered the floor and various exercise equipment cluttered up the space. He stood up, stripped off his sweat-soaked t-shirt and looked at himself in the mirror. Standing 5’10” and weighing 223lbs, Mark was an impressive specimen. He was planning on competing in the state bodybuilding show later in the year and was focused not only on winning the teen category but also claiming the overall award. His body was incredibly well-proportioned with his best feature being his impressive quads and calves. Measuring 28” and 18” respectively, Mark knew he could go toe-to-toe with many of the pros. Normally after an intense workout, he would hit pose after pose in this mirror until he could barely move. The stains on the lower part of the mirror were leftover evidence of the many times his post-workout posing sessions had ended with a satisfying orgasm. Today was different. Mark starred at his reflection and didn’t feel the same confidence he normally experienced. In his mind, the graphic stories of Jacob’s massive body and inhuman strength ran through his mind on a constant loop. Initially, Mark’s confidence was shaken. He couldn’t fathom how someone his own age cold be so huge and powerful. Suddenly anger started to bubble up inside Mark. He had worked way too hard to let some new freak steal his glory. He sat down on his bed and pulled out his phone. He hesitated for a moment before typing a text and hitting send. His heart was pounding as he immediately saw a response being composed. “You sure?” It read. Mark replied as fast as he could “Fuck yeah I am. I want the good stuff, double to dose.” He texted back. “Ok dude. I’ll let you know when I get a new supply. I just hope you know what you are doing.” Was the response. Mark tossed the phone down and glanced at his refection once again. “I know exactly what I’m doing. I’m going to grow so FUCKING massive that Jacob will piss himself at the sight of me.” he said and went online to see just how powerful the new steroids he ordered were. --- After his logic-defying show of power at school, he was too amped up to stick around for his afternoon classes. He practically ran home to start lifting. He knew if anyone could have done what he did at school they’d be too spent to even move but it only made Jacob more energized. Jacob entered is garage gym and wasted no time loading weights and pumping his already freaky muscles even bigger. His shoulders were still burning from the torture the table full of students had inflicted on them but Jacob wanted them to burn more. He loaded the bar with two 45lbs on each side and started to crank out rep after rep. He lost count at 45 reps and after five solid minutes dropped the weight and added another 45lb plate to each side. With no effort, he hoisted it back up and started to perform more shoulder presses. After another five minutes of non-stop reps he was screaming in pain and his shoulders felt like they were being stabbed with knives. Dropping the massive weight, Jacob squared his shoulders and looked at his refection in the mirror. Even he was shocked at the sight. His shoulders looked like they had tripled in size. They jutted out from his body like two over-inflated beachballs. Deep striations clearly defined each muscle group and garden hose thick veins covered every inch. “Need more pain.” Jacob mumbled and walked to the impressive rack of dumbbells lining the back wall of the garage. He bend down and grabbed two 80lb weights and turned to face himself in the mirror. With barely a grunt, he started to perform lateral raises with perfect form. Jacob performed each rep at a slow and deliberate pace. The pain in his shoulders was almost unbearable but Jacob knew that was the only way he would grow. His brain was wired to feed off the pain, his whole body craved punishment only heavy weights could inflict. After 25 reps, Jacob was in agony. He stomped his foot as he raised the dumbbells for the 26th time. At the top of the rep Jacob stopped the weights and held his arms perfectly parallel to the floor. His eyes focused on the bulging shoulder muscles that rose higher than his head. The view of his massive body would have caused the most hardcore bodybuilder to recoil in horror but to Jacob, it was the most incredible sight imaginable. After holding the weights for close to 30 seconds Jacob could feel his shoulders trying to give out. “NO! DON’T STOP!” he screamed at his refection and managed to raise the weights back to their parallel position. At the one minute mark, Jacob’s entire body was shaking but he held the weights steady. After two minute, Jacob’s legs gave out and he lowered himself to a kneeling position while incredibly, keeping the weights parallel. He was screaming in agony and tears were streaming down his face. “ARGH! I NEED TO BE THE BIGGEST, THE STRONGEST, THE FREAKIEST!” He yelled at his reflection. After two more minutes, Jacob’s shoulders had never looked so massive. Even held out-stretched they didn’t resemble a human appendage any longer. They were grotesquely deformed and dwarfed the young kid’s head. With one final wall-shaking roar, Jacob let the weights fall as he collapsed on the floor in a puddle of sweat and tears. Jacob lay on the floor panting and moaning in pain for close to five minutes before slowly standing back up. His shoulders had regained some semblance of normalcy but still looked pumped to unreal proportions. He tried to raise his left arm but the pain was too intense to even flex. His right hand grazed his stiff cock but he stopped himself from fully grasping it. As horny as he was, he wasn’t done with his workout yet. He recovered enough to continue to perform an onslaught on his already destroyed shoulders. He worked his rear delts with cables, his front delts with front lateral raises and did some single arm dumbbell presses. While the poundages he used would cripple most veteran lifters, his body was used to such abuse and managed to withstand the assault. It was close to three hours after he started lifting that Jacob was nearing the end of his workout. For his final exercise, Jacob grabbed an empty olympic bar and moved towards the squat rack. Just holding the empty bar sent waves of pain through his shoulders. He placed the bar on the support racks and started to add 45lb plates. When there were six plates per side, Jacob positioned himself behind the weight. He starred at his swollen refection and felt his cock thicken in response. He looked more pumped than he had even been but it still wasn’t enough. He refocused his attention and gripped the bar loaded with 585lbs and started to crank out shrugs. Pain ripped through his shoulders as his humongous traps worked to compensate. Jacob’s thick 19” neck swelled well past his jaw and thick veins cascaded down it’s girth and snaked across his bloated pecs. His titanic traps rose with each rep until Jacob could feel them touching his earlobes. Each individual muscle fibre exploded with power until they resembled industrial cables used to hold up bridges. Rep after rep caused his traps to flex and contract, growing bigger with each movement. Jacob could feel the increased pressure on either side of his head and it caused his cock to get even harder. At rep 20 he heard a rip when his shorts finally gave up trying to contain his quads and blood-engorged dick. The destroyed fabric fell to the floor and drops of pre-cum trickled down his mammoth quads. At 30 reps Jacob screamed ordered at his nearly exhausted muscles. “GROW! GROW! GROW! DONT’T STOP! NOT BIG ENOUGH!” At 40 reps Jacob’s rhythm slowed but he continued to hoist the heavy bar. There was barely any definition between his shoulders, traps and neck as each muscle was so pumped they looked like one giant pile of beef. It looked like Jacob had an entire person slung over his shoulders. Just when Jacob felt his hand strength about to give out which would cause the bar to fall, he stopped moving the weight and stood as straight as he could. He starred at his face in the mirror and barely recognized himself. His eyes are wild and his face was distorted with effort and pain. “ONE MORE SHOW!” He screamed and did something truly incredible. With one violent jerking motion that would have dislocated most people’s shoulders, Jacob heaved the 585lb bar up and slammed it down on his waiting shoulders. The movement caused an incredible jolt of pain but Jacob held onto the weight. After repositioning his feet under the massive weight, Jacob started to lift the weight over his head. His whole body trembled as the bar rose. Once his arms were completely straight, Jacob lowered the bar again. The pain in his shoulders and traps was so intense Jacob felt like he might pass out but one look in the mirror brought he back. Even he was shocked by the sight. His whole body had mutated into nothing but a wall of pulsing muscle. With one more inhuman effort, he raised the bar for a second time. As the weight rose past his eye line, a hot stream of cum splashed all over the mirror. The orgasm was so intense, Jacob almost dropped the weight but he was determined to finish his rep. Seconds later the weight was once again held directly overhead. “THAT’S WHAT FREAKY LOOKS LIKE!” He screamed before letting the bar come crashing down. Several of the 45lb plates fell off and one even slammed into his shin but Jacob was too exhausted to notice. He fell to his knees and then collapsed on the floor. His workout was over. 28 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ro20316 Posted November 5, 2019 Share Posted November 5, 2019 I can only imagine the kind of workout and coopetition Jacon and Mark will have once they meet each other. It gonna be intense in every sense of the word 2 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SilverDar Posted November 5, 2019 Share Posted November 5, 2019 Loving the detailed descriptions; can’t wait til the two muscle bulls meet. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SilverDar Posted November 5, 2019 Share Posted November 5, 2019 I am seeing Jason as starting from here 9 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Newmassaddict Posted November 6, 2019 Author Share Posted November 6, 2019 1 hour ago, SilverDar said: I am seeing Jason as starting from here Hell yeah! That's exactly what I had in mind. Great find! 1 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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