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Popular Post musclelovingtwink Posted November 15, 2019 Author Popular Post Share Posted November 15, 2019 Chapter 3: Jacob did what he could to make Harry decent. Nothing in the lab would fit over the monster’s frame, or pass as decent, so they settled on tying a labcoat loincloth-style around his beautifully tapered waist. It was late now, so ideally nobody would see them anyway. Grabbing a few supplies, they headed out of the lab and down the hallway. Arriving at a corridor filled with small offices, Harry led the way knowingly, despite never actually having been here before. He stopped at a door which read “Professor Duncan – Department of Physiology and Anatomy – Head of Research.” “This is it.” He whispered, though his voice was so deep and powerful the frosted glass of the door’s small window reverberated a little. A dim light trickled out from underneath the door, indicating the professor was inside. “Alright then.” Said Jacob. “If you’re sure about this, then let’s go.” Harry knocked on the door, and after a few seconds it opened inwards. A tall, middle-aged man with deep auburn hair and greying sideburns stood in front of them. Jacob recognised him as tall, but next to the human mammoth that was his best friend he looked tiny. His head barely reached Harry’s chin. Professor Duncan looked tired, but seeing who it was brought a smile to his face. “Ah, Mr. Matheson, just the person I was hoping to see.” He glanced briefly at Jacob. “And you must be Mr. Holmes, I’ve heard a lot about you.” Jacob started to say hello in return but the professor was too distracted by Harry and just kept talking. “I actually have some important news.” He said, ushering the two boys inside and having them sit at his desk. “The first prototype is ready.” He announced, triumphantly, opening a steel briefcase which sat on the table, revealing a large syringe filled with a clear serum. Harry’s eyes grew wide, and he was almost drooling. “So that’s it, huh?” “Correct. This is a highly potent, highly customised, super-steroid designed to interact specifically with YOUR physiology to produce greater results than we’ve ever seen before.” He beamed proudly. “Wow.” Whispered Jacob. Harry seemed to be completely transfixed by what was in front of him, and was forgetting the reason they were here, so Jacob gave him a swift kick underneath the desk. “OW, oh, uh, professor?” he started, his voice changing to one that was coy and dripped with honey. He brushed his sandy blonde hair out of his eyes and stared into the professor’s. “Would you be able to try it on me… now?” Professor Duncan seemed elated. “Absolutely, if you’re willing then I’m as eager as you are to start trials immediately.” He took the syringe from its foam cutout in the briefcase and approached Harry. Harry lost no time dropping the loosely tied lab coat from around his waist and turned to present the two marble-white boulders that made up his ass mere inches form the professor’s face. Jacob couldn’t help but notice a tent spring out in front of the professor’s pants. “Actually, Harry, I need to inject it somewhere else.” He said, carefully. “Oh?” asked Harry, surprised. “Yes, it actually needs to go… well it needs to go directly into your testicles. While they danced around this detail, Jacob took his chance to slip a splash of a chemical into the professor’s coffee cup which sat half-drunk on the desk. He turned back to make sure he hadn’t been spotted, but the professor was much to occupied with the semi-hard horse cock which was conspicuously brushing his face as he emptied the syringe into the swollen orb below it. Harry winked at Jacob, obviously proud of his work as a distraction. He grinned a little and with a throb his cock hardened a little, delivering a blow to the professor’s face like a punch. “Woah, sorry there doc, guess that shot gave me a bit of a rush!” he chuckled. “Ah, no problem.” Said the professor, eager to sit back down and hide a wet patch growing on his pants leg. “To us!” he said, in celebration of the experiment, and downed the rest of his coffee. “So, how long will it take to work?” Harry said, flexing an arm eagerly. “Well, Harry, it’s potent but it’s not magic. It could take weeks, even months to see a significant change, but the main goal is to remove most biological limits on your ability to gain muscle mass. You should be able to grow almost without restriction. Obviously you’ll still have to put in the work though.” “Oh, yeah, obviously.” Said Harry, a little let down. He seemed to have expected a second growth spurt similar to the one he’d had only hours before. Professor Duncan started to mumble something else, but before forming a coherent thought, passed out cold on the desk. Jacob jumped up, ready to act. “Ok, you grab him and get him to the lab, he should be out for an hour or two at least.” He clicked through some clearly labelled documents on the professor’s computer until he found what he was looking for, and snapped a quick photo with his phone. Arriving back at the lab, Harry took the professor, who had ridden the distance over his hulking traps, and with one hand set him down in the chair, and put the helmet on him. “Last chance, you’re sure you want to do this?” said Jacob “The last prompt was simple and look at how huge it made you. This could be more than you want.” Harry smiled widely. “Mate, there’s no such thing as more than I want.” He raised his elbows over his head with his hands behind his back, and flexed his abs so hard that Jacob was surprised at the lack of a crashing sound as the muscles collided. Jacob finished inputting the prompt and calibrating the machine. “Ok, that’s about as good as it’s going to get. It’s not as much of an instruction but hopefully it’ll get the message across.” He moved aside and Harry saw the prompt. It read “Harry Matheson” and then a string of chemical formulae. “But really,” Jacob said. “Are y-“ Harry’s finger hit the enter key. “Ah shit.” Said Jacob under his breath, half fearful, half excited. Once again the machine whirred to life, and Professor Duncan twitched in his sleep as the helmet’s sensors explored his scalp. Harry was twitching with excitement as he watched the professor. His newly enormous body felt things in such an intense way that he wasn’t used to, and the anticipation caused him to absentmindedly stroke the few inches of his hardening cock which extended out from the makeshift loincloth. The machine quietened once again, and started to print its report. Harry began stroking more fervently, his mind racing with the possibilities. Jacob watched in awe, and suddenly saw Harry’s arm jerk strangely. “Oh FUCK!” roared Harry, standing up suddenly, but retaining his grip on his cock. His voice deepened even further with the second word. He raised his free arm and flexed the bicep, hard. It tensed into a steel football in front of his face, but then something else happened. What looked like worm, about an inch across, began sliding down Harry’s bicep from his overgrown delts, underneath his paper-thin pale skin. They arced over the mountain peak, some running parallel, others perpendicular, and the skin clung tightly around them. Jacob nearly came on the spot when he realised what the worms were, and that they weren’t moving down, so much as out. They were each muscle fibers, overgrown to an insane degree. They bulged on top of and beneath his arm into grotesque caricatures of biceps and triceps. Easily 30 inches or more around, the arm was inhuman. Every fiber clearly defined with a cleaving striation on either side. His ham-like forearms began the same process until it too was unrecognisable. Harry was panting, his eyes wide. Finally releasing his cock (which was lucky as his rapidly increasing grip was turning the tip a deep blue) he forced his body into a crab pose. His other arm exploded with power to match the first. His pecs and abs rippled violently as fibers burst forth from the centre of his body outwards. At first Jacob found it difficult to discern between Harry’s pecs and abs, as his whole front was a seething mass of obscene, thick, cords of muscle, he striations almost as deep as the muscle separations themselves. As he watched, however, the true separations grew deeper. Inch after inch of muscle erupted forward, competing for space which didn’t exist. Harry gave a roar which conveyed both pain and ecstasy. The growth of his pecs slowed, hanging nearly 6 inches over his 12-pack abs. The only shred of fat on the godly physique hung off the pecs in the form of his fleshy, now horizontal tits which dripped with sweat. His traps compounded on top of themselves, piling up to an arch that loomed several inches over his head. His neck was beyond mere measures like thick now, as the vascular bundles of titanium flesh now stretched horizontally in all directions beneath a jawline so sharp it could cut steel. His traps pushed outwards, sickening cracks echoing through the lab as his skeleton rearranged to support his monstrous width and the bone became dense and reinforced. His body was now significantly wider than he was tall, which was impressive considering his obscene body was over 9 feet tall. He could easily have fallen over to either side, if not for the broadening of his vast legs. His abs were one matter, but the ‘quad’ in quadriceps was redundant now because each fascicle was beautifully defined and had more volume than whole muscle groups of normal men. Jacob was fairly sure that what was in front of him was a cock, but the girthy shaft barely resembled one. Hell, the thing basically has its own abs holding it up. The skin of Harry’s ball sack was pulled tight around what looked like two grapefruits. Thick veins were visible caressing the meaty balls, and even they showed signs of definition. Jacob was entranced by the steady, slow heartbeat he could observe in what were once mere testicles, as they pulsed with the blood flow and retracted upwards slightly with each beat before dropping back down. Harry, lost in a cloud of pure, orgasmic self-lust turned to a mirrored wall nearby to observe his own body. Jacob moaned, a dark patch spreading quickly down his jeans as he saw the horizontal array of pure power made flesh that was Harry’s ass. As Harry took in the view in front of him, he let loose a bestial, guttural howl. His whole body flexed, seeming to swell even further, and a torrent of cum came blasting out the head of his cock. After a few seconds of spraying the mirror cracked from the pressure behind the white barrage, but it didn’t let up for nearly a minute. The colossus’ gonads were undulating hard, producing cum as fast as it was shot. Eventually the stream slowed, and Harry’s deep green eyes rolled into the back of his head. “Fuuuuuck.” He moaned. 40 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1996bodybuilder Posted November 15, 2019 Share Posted November 15, 2019 Interested to see what happens next and caint wake to see Jacob try the machine and become a massive muscle beast to 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ro20316 Posted November 15, 2019 Share Posted November 15, 2019 My man. What achapetr. Whatever the prompt was affected not onmlñy the Dr but Harry as well. Why still have yet to read about what will hapen to the Dr nbut we read that whatver was written affecte dthe formula that was given to Harry. Really well done. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vinx84 Posted November 23, 2019 Share Posted November 23, 2019 Hope it will continue Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RockyDragon Posted November 26, 2019 Share Posted November 26, 2019 Please update us sooon!!! Love the story Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hairybrutemscle Posted December 6, 2019 Share Posted December 6, 2019 another story. a story that I love see my big cock if it's even bigger after I read your stories 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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