Muscle Cream

[Hanugumo]

Please let Bryan be the biggest. 83 He deserves it. ='3 <3 <3

[magicworker]

8 minutes ago, Hanugumo said:

Please let Bryan be the biggest. 83 He deserves it. ='3 <3 <3

Okay, I can do that, but it'll take a couple chapters.

[Hanugumo]

10 hours ago, magicworker said:

Okay, I can do that, but it'll take a couple chapters.

I'd love that. >;3 <3 <3 As long as you continue to have fun writing this story and have good quality buddy. ;3 <3 <3

[magicworker]

Part 4: What Dreams

Ron woke to the sound of his phone ringing. Barely opening his eyes, he reached down into the shorts he still wore and fished out his phone and answered it with a "Huh?"

"Ron, this is Mr. Gromley. You're supposed to be working today."

Ron squinted at his phone screen. It was almost noon. "I don't feel well today," he replied and hung up. He had started working on the Nerd Team for a local computer store for something to do during the summer. His parents wouldn't be happy if he got fired but his head pounded and he could apologize better later. He stood up out of bed and felt a bit light-headed which had become familiar. He looked around through half-closed eyes and everything seemed farther away. He grabbed at an empty glass and went to the bathroom, unintentionally slamming the door behind him. His head throbbed along the way and he bent to fill the glass at the sink and then chugged half of it down. He shook his still foggy head. I think this is what a hangover is, he thought. Did I drink alcohol last night?

As he drank the rest of the water still in his glass, Ron decided to look for an aspirin. Slowly, his awareness broadened and his eyes opened wider. He wondered why the cup felt and looked so small, why everything in the bathroom was lowered down, why there was a poster of a bodybuilder over his mirror, and why that huge guy was also holding an empty glass. 

Ron's brain struggled to piece together a coherent reality and he wondered if he was dreaming or if he had been drugged last night or both. His penis was the first to respond as he looked at the image of a massive bodybuilder before him with ripped abs, a thick chest, bulging arms, meaty forearms, huge legs, and a bulge in his underwear that looked deliciously obscene. The underwear looked familiar, he thought, as he looked down to compare it to his own shorts, but his view was blocked by slabs of flesh. He craned his neck over them to see that his shorts were somehow a match to the bodybuilder's underwear, and in his shorts were quads that were also huge boulders of muscle and he saw the tip of a large bulge twitch angrily inside those shorts. Then he was puzzled about the meaty flesh that had blocked his view and watched it ripple with striated thickness. Was this his body? This must be a dream. He looked back at the mirror and at the bodybuilders face and at his limbs moving just as his were. Is that me? He wondered. Holy shit! It is!

Despite the blood rushing to further engorge and harden his dick, the fog in his head suddenly burned away by the clarity that he had become his wildest fantasy and the feeling of strength and size he finally connected to as he flexed and posed in the mirror was an even bigger rush than he had ever imagined. A nagging doubt wondered if this was simply a vivid dream, so he returned to the phone in his bedroom to see if Tommy might be able to come over to confirm this revolutionary development. After his head knocked on the bathroom doorway, he ducked a bit into his bedroom and wondered how tall he was now. Looking at the phone, Ron saw the voicemail and texts from Tommy and they vaguely supported the idea that Ron's body might actually be this god-like adonis.

With his much larger fingers, he texted Tommy to ask if he was home, and decided to take a shower before heading out. As he pulled off the shorts, the waistband dug into his mountainous quads, but by willing them to relax the shorts finally slipped off. His bedroom mirror was no longer big enough to show his whole body, but he spent some more time flexing the slabs of beef that covered his body and hardening them into rock-hard boulders with each flex. With the posing, his muscles seemed to pump even larger. He continued the solo worship in the shower where he felt over the steely hardness of the bulges and crevices of his body. The shower felt so small, which was annoying at moments but overall heightened his sense of size and power.

He was glad that he had a selection of baggy basketball shorts. They had helped hide his stick-like legs and knobby knees before, but now they were barely roomy enough to fit over and cover the top of his quads which Ron guessed were each bigger around than his waist used to be. He had a shirt that had been baggy on him, but he now couldn't fit his arms all the way through them. He grabbed a large tank top, but it wouldn't fit past his shelf-like chest and thick upper back. After being stuck for a minute, he simply grabbed the sides of the collar and ripped it down the middle to pull it off and toss it aside. His feet now dwarfed his shoes and a peek at his dad's closet revealed that Ron would find no suitable footwear in the house.

Tommy replied that he was working at the Y, and Ron could meet him there. Ron had a large breakfast and replied to Tommy that he was leaving soon. He got to his bike and had to adjust it for his increased height. How many inches taller was he? he wondered again. He didn't have the usual tools, but he found his strong hands were more than capable. As he rode off, he realized his massive legs rubbed uncomfortably on the seat and his tires failed to provide much cushion from the road with his increased weight, so he rode standing up and found it easy to lean forward on the handlebars which still felt low. A few people were walking around and gasped as Ron rode by, a fantastical vision of muscular engineering at work.

He happened to spot the ice cream place from the previous day and stopped for a repeat of that meal as passersby gawked. He was sweating lots and asked for a couple cups of water to re-hydrate. He usually equated sweating with exhaustion but the two didn't seem paired at all right then. He poured a cup of water over his face and upper body to a gasp from the girl who watched him from the window. Refreshed, he got back on his bike.

The rest of the ride was longer but just as effortless. Still, Ron arrived at the Y feeling hot, drenched in sweat and thirsty once again. Was he hungry again, too? The A/C of the gym was a welcome relief and he asked the guy at the front-desk to see Tommy. The guy was very impressed and distracted by Ron's shirtless body and decided not to ask him to cover it as he picked up the phone and broke eye contact just long enough to dial an extension.

"Yeah, hi, it's Daniel. There's, um, someone here to see you," he spoke into the phone to Tommy. "Ron?" Daniel asked Ron, who confirmed. "Yeah... okay," Daniel said to Tommy before hanging up and reporting, "He'll be up in a minute."

Ron noticed some shirts on sale and asked, "What's the biggest size of those you got?" 

Several minutes later, Tommy saw Daniel talking with a really big guy in a "Y" t-shirt and interrupted to ask, "Where'd he go?"

Daniel stared confused before thinking this was some sort of joke so he laughed and pointed at the big guy and said, "Um, right here. I just sold him a t-shirt."

But Tommy missed that last part and it was his turn to stare confused and shocked at the 7-foot tall bodybuilder with a face that ... "Holy shit!" Tommy exclaimed. "Ron?!"

Ron grinned and flexed an arm the size of someone's head that forced the shirt sleeve to roll up to the bulge of his shoulder. "Yup," he confirmed, realizing that Tommy was just as short as this Daniel guy. How tall did he become?

"Damn," Tommy cursed, both out of shock and at Daniel's questioning confusion. "It's been a long while, Ron, and, uh, you've gotten so ugly I didn't recognize you. Ha, ha."

Ron was confused for a second before he saw Daniel laugh in relief from the awkward moment somewhat explained. Daniel watched as Tommy led Ron to the back office, noticing how the back of the 3XL t-shirt stretched across Ron's wide back as much as it molded to the thick slabs of his chest. Ron tugged at the shirt that was disappointingly too short for him. It quickly rode up his massive torso as he walked and exposed the bottom of his chiseled, tight abs. In the back office, Ron and Tommy exchanged stories of the previous 12 hours and Ron was dismissive of Bryan's caution.

"No bad side effects here, bro," Ron declared with a spreading of his arms and a small ripping at the front seam of one of his sleeves. "Except I need new clothes and I'm hungry again already. I don't have much money with me. Daniel said I could pay for the shirt later. I guess I could stop by the restaurant, but are my parents even going to believe that I'm me?"

"I'm working here another few hours. Did you get the 3XL shirt?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah, is there anything bigger?" Ron asked hopefully.

"I don't think so. I'll check the lost and found, too. Maybe just head home for something to eat if you can't buy anything more. I didn't tell Bryan about you, but I think I have to. He might have some ideas how to explain this to your folks."

"Yeah, okay," Ron agreed. "He is the smart one."

Tommy was amazed at Ron's transformation and jealous of his size and the strength that likely came with it. Ron complemented Tommy on his arms, but it felt fairly empty. Even if the rest of Tommy's body matched his arms, he'd still be smaller than Ron, and Tommy's growth made his body look odd, while Ron's body was destined to end up on the covers of every muscle or fitness magazine. 

[Ro20316]

Rpm defonetely got his dream. He is an Adonis now. Im sure hewill go after Bryan for some fun.

 

It would eb nice to see the guy that gave thecream to Brian back. Whatwouldhe saty of this predicament.

[Hanugumo]

2 hours ago, Ro20316 said:

Rpm defonetely got his dream. He is an Adonis now. Im sure hewill go after Bryan for some fun.

 

It would eb nice to see the guy that gave thecream to Brian back. Whatwouldhe saty of this predicament.

I am sure that he will be back in some part. ^^ And I am sure that he will be HUGE too. And massively attracted too all 3 big muscle studs. ;3

Though probably worried as well, because all 3 would probably not be able to live a normal life soon. ^^;;

[Hanugumo]

I really love how you are progressing this story. 8D I do hope there won't be any military interuptions in this story though. And will be just those 3 and maybe a few others just having fun growing and without too negative a consequences. ^^;;

[magicworker]

Part 5: Chain Reaction

Ron walked down the hallway as a couple of kids gaped at his size and moved aside for him. Ron looked over at the gym area and saw a few people working out. He knew he was strong from how easy the bike ride was, but maybe he could give his strength a real test. He saw a big guy benching a weight that looked heavy, but as Ron approached he realized the guy wasn't big at all compared to him. Ron went to the bench next to his and decided to load up the same weight: two large plates on each side. As he moved the plates he was surprised that they each felt like they were made of cardboard. He laid down and prepared for the lift, but it was like benching a broomstick and he quickly repped out 20. He found enough plates to add a couple more to each side and this time he could feel his chest working. He slowed down by the time he hit 20 again as his shirt dug into him uncomfortably, but he knew he could handle even more weight.

Ron sat up and he looked down at the chest stretching his t-shirt even more. He was getting a good pump and a satisfying squeeze of his pecs tore 2-inch openings at the seams of his sleeves. He caught the other guy staring for a second and realized a workout right now wouldn't help him with his clothing problem. His stomach growled also raising food as a priority. He put the weights back and caught a girl doing dumbbell presses for her shoulders staring at him. In typical Ron fashion, he acted before thinking and grabbed the heaviest dumbbells in the rack and did a set of presses, which ripped at the seams under his arms. He finished a quick set and gave himself a most muscular in the mirror that almost scared him and left his sleeves literally hanging by threads. He easily tore the sleeves off and tossed them in the trash. A cute guy on an elliptical gasped, "Oh my god," and nearly fell off. Ron smiled back and adjusted his package which was also getting excited.

Daniel gave him a "Cya later, Ron. Looks good without the sleeves," but Ron didn't stop to respond. He didn't even stop to get on his bike. Yes, he was hungry and yes, he still didn't have shoes on, but he just started to run anyway, to where his hunger led him.

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Meanwhile, Uther was in a different part of town at a nutrition/health store in a small, local mall.

Uther went to the counter to ask, "Hi, I returned a container of Tummy Tight here last week. Do you still have it?"

"Hello. No, sorry," the woman replied dreamily. "Each day we send that stuff back to the company. Do you want their number?"

Uther felt her stare at his face, like he had caught many people doing. He had checked a couple times for any further change but saw none. Still, he couldn't help but be self-conscious. "Well, I'm having a strange reaction to it and it affected my face."

"Yes, of course," she replied with a broad smile.

Uther backed up a step and spread his arms a bit. "My tummy is tight, but nothing else is."

The woman looked down for the first time. "Oh, yeah, but looks like it really worked there, and your face is ... fine," and she leaned in with a softer voice, "it's actually gorgeous. I don't think it ruined anything about it."

Uther's worries turned to revelation. People were staring at him because he was "gorgeous" not deformed or bizarre, unless that's what this woman was into. As he left the store with the phone number for Studlee, he smiled at a cute girl he recognized from school who smiled back then turned to her friends to giggle and point. He second-guessed his previous conclusion until they all turned to smile and a couple of them waved.  Uther chuckled and wondered if those girls realized he was the goofy-looking guy they had ignored for years. With a new sense of power and heightened self-esteem, he walked around the shopping area smiling at people just to enjoy the positive attention he received back.

Uther had thought earlier of skipping his workout with Tommy, but now he was curious to know his friend's reaction and those of a couple other regulars he knew at the Y. He had already put his gym stuff in the car, so he texted Tommy that he was heading there a bit early.

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Tommy was too distracted to notice Uther's text, however, since he was still reeling from meeting the new, amazingly built Ron. He cursed that he didn't use more of the lotion and was thinking of possible ways to get it back from Bryan. He now didn't care about Bryan's warnings, if it meant looking like Ron, or even bigger. He took some consolation in his massive arms but wanted desperately to grow the rest of himself. Eventually, he wondered again about Uther who only used the cream on his face and then saw the message that he was on his way.

Tommy as in the hallway and thought he spotted Uther coming in, but almost didn't recognize him. He generally had the same shape except for losing several inches around his waist and Tommy recognized his clothing. Uther also lost the blubber in his face, Tommy thought, and then realized it was more than that. Wow, he looks like a movie star, Tommy thought. "Uther?"

Uther beamed a broad, white smile that stunned Tommy and replied, "Yeah, it's me. I look good, right?"

"Dude, you look amazing," Tommy confirmed, then continued in a whisper, "I was worried that the lotion fucked you up, but now I am definitely putting some on my face next time."

"Oh! The lotion did this? Was it a Studlee cream?" Uther asked quietly as Tommy led him back to the staff only room.

Tommy filled Uther in on the Muscle Cream, Ron's metamorphosis, and the rest, and Uther told him about the Tummy Tight he used to lose weight before it got recalled. "They must have interacted," Uther concluded before they decided to do a lower body workout and went out to the gym floor.

Even though they didn't put cream anywhere near their legs, they found they were able to go a little heavier and harder than usual and had impressive pumps by the end. Tommy was motivated by memories of Ron's hyper-muscular body and imagined he already had a layer of lotion all over his body. In his excitement, he couldn't help posing and fantasizing about hulking out. He noticed that his shoulders looked like they had pumped up a lot during the deadlifts and looked huge, but somewhat disappointingly seemed to make his chest look smaller and highlight his body's imbalance even more.

Several regulars they knew came up to them, complementing Tommy on his impressive shoulders and arms and wanting to introduce themselves to the newly handsome Uther. They both appreciated the attention, but Leah was the only person able to distract Uther from the workout. She had a toned, athletic body that was almost muscular, with beautiful eyes and lips, Uther thought. He usually tried to flirt with her and this time she flirted back, hard. Tommy did an extra set more than Uther a couple times while Uther and Leah set a date for the next weekend. 

Uther gave a big, wide grin before he told Tommy he wanted to meet with Bryan and ask to use the cream with him and Tommy. If he got anywhere close to Tommy's description of Ron, he'd be the complete package and hopefully irresistible to Leah. He also wanted to thank Bryan for the changes the lotion already made for him. 

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That morning, Bryan received responses from his interviews and spent time answering questions and scheduling another set of interviews. He had a big breakfast and a couple protein bars before he arrived at his gym's private parking lot. He upgraded from the YMCA that he and Tommy used to go to avoid the distraction and attention of his younger brother and he also hoped to maybe make some business connections among the more corporate members.

Over the past couple of weeks, he was stronger and stronger each visit as his muscles grew from the cream. His appetite was also more than usual on the couple days after an application and he had stocked up on supplement bars stored both in his closet at home and in the locker he rented at the gym. This locker also contained the tube of Muscle Cream that he resisted using again, continuing to follow its warnings seriously and enjoying the benefits from the cautious use.

Bryan also found that he recovered very quickly since starting on the Muscle Cream and he spent less time resting between sets and worked several body parts in each workout and still had energy for some intense cardio at the end. By the end of his recent workouts he was pumped and drenched in sweat and he marveled in the mirror afterwards at the muscles that bulged larger and harder than before. By the end of the day the pump faded a bit, but not quite back to where he started that day. The next morning, he would weigh a few pounds more and look leaner, as well. And each workout was motivated by imagining that progress continue until he was bigger than his younger brother and then as big as his bodybuilder-sized fantasies.

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Ron could feel his legs pumping and swelling with blood and his massive chest rising and falling in deep, even breaths as he ran down the street like a well-oiled machine. His sleeves continued to stretch and tear down the sides, releasing some of his wide lats. Ron also felt his large package dance inside his shorts as blood pumped into that organ, as well. When he got home he immediately raided the fridge, scooping up leftover lasagna with a serving spoon and devouring a few chicken breasts by hand before working through a pint of ice cream as a couple frozen pizzas baked in the oven and eggs fried on the stove. 

About an hour later, he finally felt sated and noticed his belly was almost disturbingly distended. He was just finishing cleaning up when he heard his older sister come in and shout, "Ron, are you still home?"

"Yeah, but something happened," Ron shouted back, realizing his sister was going to freak out if she saw him. Maybe she wouldn't even recognize him and call the police. He decided to bolt for the back yard and was surprised at how fast his large body could move.

"Ron, your voice is different. Where'd you go?" she called out as she went into the kitchen and got a soda from the fridge. She continued to walk through the house and found Ron in the back yard, balled up and wrapped up in an old blanket, or was it a tablecloth? "What are you... no, I don't care. Are you okay? Mom wanted me to check on you. You haven't been answering your phone."

"Oh, uh," Ron responded, wondering, Oh, yeah, where is my phone?

"You left it in the kitchen," her sister offered to the questioning look on Ron's face before turning back into the house. "Call them."

Ron waited as he heard the sounds of his sister grab something else from the fridge and leave the house. He stood up to put the old tablecloth back by the laundry room and noticed again how much taller he was now. Or was he taller than he was a few minutes ago? His belly had somehow receded to a rock-hard washboard of abs and he flexed a few muscles that felt harder and stronger. He returned to the kitchen for another meal that wasn't quite as big or rushed as the previous one, but was still more than he usually ate in a day.

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Bryan also headed home for a large meal after his workout. His parents were meeting with friends right after work, so they'd be home late, and Bryan was not looking forward to an awkward night with Tommy, who hopefully would be playing games all evening. Bryan was almost done eating when the doorbell rang. Bryan looked through the door's small window and recognized Ron's head, but he wondered, What is he standing on? He opened the door to reveal that Ron's head was on the body of a massive, ripped dream of powerful muscle that was barely contained by its clothes.

"Hey, Bryan. What'd ya think?" Ron asked as he flexed a grapefruit-sized bicep.

"Holy shit!" Bryan exclaimed. He realized the only possible explanation was that he also got hold of some Muscle Cream. "Did you use a whole tube?" .

"No, just some of yours. Mind if I come in?" Ron asked as he easily pushed Bryan aside and ducked into the house. "I need help explaining this to my family and since you know more about what that lotion is and you've always been a smart guy, I came to you."

"Ron, you're huge, fucking huge!" Bryan stammered.

"Yeah, it's awesome except for maybe giving my dad a heart attack when he sees me. Any thoughts?"

"You used my tube? But there wasn't that much missing. I thought just Tommy used some. How did you get so huge?"

"Oh, Tommy didn't tell you about me and Uther? I should have guessed that. Yeah, we figured this was how you've been growing lately, but I guess I hit the jackpot somehow. I just drank and ate a lot. I grew even more after a little workout today." Ron explained as he sat on the couch and felt his strong, heavy back and massive legs press wide and hard against the cushions.

"But that's not..." Bryan began, feeling betrayed by the directions he followed so carefully when he was looking at the amazing results of what not following them led Ron to become. He collapsed into a chair and Ron leaned forward, making the couch creak.

"Don't be sad," Ron said comfortingly. "Just use the lotion like I did and we can be gods together. Do you have it here?"

"No. It's at the gym," Bryan replied, still debating on whether to break his self-imposed rule to wait over a week more. "Are you sure you're okay? You feel alright? The tube's instructions had some pretty serious warnings."

"Bryan, you can see the results for themselves," Ron said, standing and spreading his arms. "Even my dick is huge now," he added as he whipped out a few inches of a thick log of flesh. And I don't feel 'alright'. I feel amazingly powerful and I just realized there's something I've always wanted."

Bryan didn't need to ask as Ron walked towards him with the head of his cock growing up along his abs. Ron lifted Bryan up from his seat like a child and suspended him up in the air with just his arms. "I always wanted to worship you," Ron began, "and even though you seem so much smaller, you're still hot. I've fantasized about you fucking me, but this tool of mine really wants to fuck someone. I'm not going to be a virgin much longer, and I'm hoping you can help me with that."

Bryan looked down at Ron's expanding cock as a dribble of pre-cum fountained over it. He placed a hand on one of Ron's powerfully thick forearms and another farther up to Ron's mountainous arms. "Ron, you're so fucking huge and hard," Bryan gasped.

Ron looked down to Bryan's pants and the growing tent there. "You're not bad yourself," Ron replied and he threw Bryan onto one of his massive shoulders and headed up to Bryan's room as the willing abductee felt over Ron's foot-thick, yard-wide back. Ron threw Bryan onto his bed and tried to pry his own shorts off, but the pump of carrying Bryan up the stairs made that impossible without breaking the waistband and tearing it apart. During Ron's brief struggle, Bryan forgot about the little, cute, pathetic Ron of the past and looked anew at Ron the muscle god who surpassed his own wildest fantasies.

"Well, get naked. Or do you want me to rip your clothes off?" Ron asked, as Bryan quickly got his pants off and Ron helped him with the shirt before Bryan wrapped his mouth around Ron's leaking cock.

"Oh, god!" Ron roared as Bryan sat up at the edge of the bed and applied suction to the head of his tool. Bryan slowly worked a few inches down, but it was huge and thick and quickly filled his mouth and tested his gag reflex. Ron began pumping and writhing his hips and Bryan grabbed the mason-jar-thick base of Ron's cock with one hand and felt Ron's orange-sized balls churning and dancing with the other. He looked up at Ron's brick wall of abs flexing hard and the massive overhang of Ron's pecs that rippled with thick mass as his arms and shoulders and forearms also flexed and writhed as his fists clenched tight. Bryan's hands explored Ron's barrel-like legs that struggled to keep Ron standing during this intense experience. Ron's dick pulsed even larger and Bryan's mouth could take no more. He gagged off the rigid hose and looked up at Ron's face. "I don't think this is going to fit anywhere inside me."

Ron looked down over his humongous chest at the subject of so many of his fantasies fondling his obscenely large and sensitive dick. He felt his large balls swell and clench tight and a tsunami of an orgasm washed over him. His dick didn't just fire out shots of cum, it sprayed out a stream that caught Bryan off guard as it hit his neck and chest and forced him back onto the bed as Ron's balls continued to empty along Bryan's torso and onto his legs. Bryan scrambled away as he felt the hot cum tingle and burn on his skin. Ron leaned over and put a hand out, knocking Bryan onto his side and Bryan continued to squirm over onto his front and crawl out from under Ron as he fired a few more bursts onto Bryan's back. Bryan craned back to yell at Ron just as Ron stood back up, squeezed his balls and cock in his meaty paws and fired one last load right at Bryan's face before falling to a knee and sitting on the floor.

Bryan felt burning hot cum over his whole body and in his squeezed-shut eyes. He half-blindly stumbled over to the bathroom as he felt the cum ooze down his body but by the time he got there he could open his eyes and see in the mirror that he barely had any cum on him and a gob on his chin was soaked into his skin before it had a chance to drip off. He washed his face anyway and swallowed a handful of water before he realized he was getting really thirsty.

[Hanugumo]

I hope Bryan will indeed grow larger then any of the others. 83 <3 <3 Though I wonder, could the cream's effect be in the user's "special cream" as well? And what if it was & would be used in combination with the actual cream? Would the effect be stacked or even made exponentional? And I wonder if all these questions will be answered in future chapters. >;3 lol

[klern]

Ron is my favorite character, I hope he would get bigger! And Bryan too! hehe