#muscle growth story

[tfboyzblog]

Mikey couldn’t believe it was working. That old spell book in his grandfather’s chest was for real. Holding Saul’s hand, he could feel a strange energy fill his body. 

“Holy shit lil’ dude” the older boy exclaimed. “Look at you!”  

Mike glanced to the side where he had his mirror and look at his reflection in shock. He was rapidly growing, almost reaching Saul’s height as a senior. His shirt felt increasingly constrictive as his arms bulged, chest muscles began to push the fabric, back widened. Take off the glasses and ditch the button-up and he could pass as part of the swimming team, or maybe the soccer team... 

“Wow...” was all he could muster in his new, slightly huskier voice. 

“Bro...” Saul nudged him, but the boy was too enraptured in his marvelous growth to notice the older boy begin to dwindle in height and lose much of his size. 

“Bro! I think you’re good for now! Let go!” Saul called louder this time, using his free arm to pull off Mikey’s hand from his own. 

“Oh!” Mikey exclaimed as he came to himself. “I’m sorry! I was so...” he began to mutter as his eyes went back to the mirror and his improved form “-amazed...” he concluded as he tried to move around in his too-small clothes. 

“Yeah... I noticed...” Saul commented in an annoyed tone as he lifted his arms to see how baggy his shirt was now. He silently appreciated the belt holding up his shorts. “Anymore and I’d come out of this looking like a middle schooler... “ 

Mikey looked at his friend, noticing how they practically saw eye to eye now, but the bulk and size the eighteen-year-old had before were gone. He’d still pass for a senior, maybe a junior, but a more average looking one now.  

He smirked. “Nah! You’re still a big boy.” He playfully patted him on the shoulder. “Besides, you’d probably be a cute middle schooler anyway.” He commented. 

“Don’t get any ideas, Mikey!” He pointed at Mike. “Don’t make me regret this!” 

Mikey nodded. “Don’t worry! I promise I won’t.” He hugged his friend, feeling the new power in his arms. If he wanted, he thought, he could hold Saul like that with minimal effort. It felt good. During his strong hug he could swear he felt a poke against his leg, but as he let go, he could see nothing out of the ordinary, aside from what could be a slight blush on Saul’s heavy tanned skin. 

“Thank you! I mean it!” Mikey said. “I just need to stop being kicked around by Hank and his imbecile posse. And now,” he attempted to flex a bicep, but stopping as soon as he started hearing a tear in the fabric “I can! And all thanks to you.” 

“Yeah yeah! I know I’m awesome!” Saul waved. “Just give me back my...” he looked up and down to the burgeoning athlete in dork clothes “you know, everything, next week. That should be enough...”  

“Don’t worry.” Mike said with a wink. “I’ll put your... everything to good use!” 

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Saul left soon after and Mikey thanked the heavens. He couldn’t stand in these terribly tight clothes anymore! His shirt, his socks, but more urgent yet, his underwear. 

Taking off his button shirt with effort, Mikey was in awe of his new sculpted pecs protruding from his chest, he caressed them and followed down to an immaculate row of abs connecting to his waist. He pulled off the trousers, that now looked like they were close to tearing at the seams. His legs were wide and powerful. His feet looked bigger, even. And gazing up he stopped at his poor white briefs, pushing and compressing an impressive bulge. 

“Wow...” He moaned. “I guess I got some of Saul’s ‘other’ size too...” He thought as he pulled down the last piece of constrictive clothes. A long, girthy semi erect dick whipped out of the small nerdy briefs. “I must be, like... 7 inches now!” Mikey said, grabbing his newly improved fuckstick. It felt heavy in his hand, being accustomed to his 4 incher. “Poor Saul.” He thought, making a note to return him his size as soon as he could. 

“But for now...” He smirked and flexed his huge biceps. His dick twitched at the sight. “I want to enjoy the ride.” 

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Saul was getting restless. The week was almost over and not a word for his neighbor. Mikey was always a good kid, and he was tired of hearing how he was constantly getting bullied by some idiot jocks... 

He looked at his mirror. He missed his muscles and the size he used to carry, but he couldn’t help thinking how he kinda looked cuter with a bit less meat in his bones, more of an average but still charming high school boy. He felt a tingle in his lower area, making him rethink all of that. If he knew Mikey’s weird spell would also drain away his size down there, he’d probably reconsider being a donor. Even in his boxers, there was hardly any bump in the front. His healthy looking 6 incher, now closer to 4, at most... 

Suddenly there was a strong knock at the door. 

Mikey! It had to be him! 

Saul flew down the stairs, only in a baggy t-shirt and boxers. He wasn’t prepared for who was waiting on the other side of the door. 

A hulking muscular beast walked in. “Hey there little dude.” He said in a deep voice as he looked down at Saul. “Did you get smaller since I last see you?” 

“Mikey?” Saul asked incredulous. This muscle god was at least 7 feet tall by now, his massive chest barely covered by a tank top, strong thick arms stretched behind his head exposing a pair of sweaty and moderately hairy pits. The monster smirked at Saul, and it was clear it was his friend’s face. More masculine, more defined, perfect skin instead of the normal zits, a killer smile... 

“I go by Mike now. Mikey was giving people the impression I was some tiny nerd or something.” He brings one of his arms down and casually adjusts his crotch. “And there’s nothing tiny here, right?” He laughs.  

Saul could see the outline of the massive snake in his underwear, easily spotted in all its thick glory even through the sweatpants Mike was wearing. 

“What...what happened? You were like...not half as big last week.” Saul asked the giant teen boy. 

“Well, it was all thanks to you, buddy!” He said as he walked towards Saul and grabbed him in a strong hug. Saul’s head resting against the boy’s giant pec. He suddenly felt inundated by the smell coming from his arms. Saul’s head started swimming and a tingle made his dick twitch. 

“You should’ve seen Hank’s face!” Mike laughed and let go of Saul, walking towards the living room and sitting in the sofa, legs wide apart. “When he saw I was as tall as him and was like, as jacked as him, I think he shat his pants. For the first day in my high school life, they left me alone. I couldn’t believe it was that easy!” 

“That’s great! But then-” Saul tried to speak. 

“I wasn’t done speaking, bro.” Mike interrupted, in a calm, but authoritative way. His voice caused a tingle to spread down Saul’s spine and into his lower area. 

“Well, you won’t believe what those pussies tried next!” He continued, now in a friendlier tone. Saul, however, couldn’t shake off the force the boy exuded and the respect he commanded with a simple sentence. He stood in front of the huge teen as he stretched on the couch.  

“They waited for me outside the school the next day. Waited for me to be alone and then Hank grabbed me and dragged me to old warehouse. I guess he thought he couldn’t put me in my place alone now, so he wanted to gang up on me where no one could see. Can you imagine though? How could those losers ever think my place was beneath them?” He laughed at the notion. 

“And wasn’t he surprised when he noticed my shoulders were too wide for him to grab me like that. And weren’t his friends shocked when he let go of me and was just a skinny brat. You should’ve seen his face. Wait. You can actually see it. I took pictures.” Mike said, picking his phone from his pocket. Turning the screen to Saul, the awe-struck boy could see a kid looking no older than 12, swimming in his oversized clothes, looking up in shock. 

“Glad I remembered grandad’s spell, eh?” He winked at Saul, who nodded, not wanting to interrupt his friend again. 

“Well, after the brat was taken care of, his friends were easy pickings, to be honest. With every bit of muscle I took, I took ability, masculinity, everything that made them jocks. They had nowhere to run, and I took it all.” He laughed. 

“So, what do you think lil’ bro?” Mike smirked at Saul as he flexed his gigantic biceps. 

Saul dry swallowed. What did he think. Right in front of him was the biggest 15-year-old in the world, most likely. He exuded power and masculinity. He fumbled for words. He felt butterflies in his stomach and the tingling in his dick was stronger than ever. Not just his dick, either. He felt a yearning, inside... 

“Mike-” he almost used his old nickname. “That’s insane. You’re like, bodybuilder huge!”  

“I know, right? Pretty sick!” He guffawed. “Didn’t feel the need to drain them as much as Hanky boy, but they’re pretty much nobodies now. Horny submissive nobodies, actually.” Saul was shook. “They can’t seem to quit my dick, now.” 

“But then again.” Mike grabbed a handful of cock “I got about four jocks worth of testosterone and musk so...” He looked suggestively at Saul “who would be able to...” 

Saul tried to repress the growing feeling inside him. “But your folks? I live right next door and saw nothing different. No one was surprised about this much growth?” He tried to change the subject. 

“Oh that!” Mike waved. “Another one of grandad’s spells. Basically, it normalized things. If you’re outside the spell, that’s how things always were. Kids at school all think that this is how I always looked. Well except for Hanky boy and the bottom bunch. Even if they wanted to tell someone what happened no one would believe them. I think they like knowing their muscles made me this huge, and if they don’t, they should. But yeah, since you were outside that spell it probably, sorta normalized things for you too...”   

Saul just nodded. It made sense. Even though his head was spinning from all this information and the increasing muskiness in the room. 

“So yeah. It’s all thanks to you, lil’ buddy!” Mike reached in front and grabbed Saul until the smaller 18-year-old was straddling his huge quad. Mike’s strong arms surrounded the boy and hugged him tightly. Saul couldn’t help himself but sitting on his friend's leg and putting his hands on his muscular body. 

“I came over to honor my end of the deal. Give you back your muscle. Your height. A few inches down there...” he chuckled. “Unless you don’t want me to.” 

Saul looked shockingly into his friend’s eyes, still holding to his pecs and shoulders. How could he think that was the case. For an entire week he’s been forced to live without his hard-earned physique. It’s not like it’s that bad, and he had to admit he fit real comfortably on Mike’s lap like that, but still... 

“Unless you want me to keep them. Keep looking like this.” He spoke softly, in a voice that twisted his thoughts. 

 “I think that’s what you want.” He chuckled softly; poking Saul’s modest but raging boner. A large wet spot already had formed on the front of his boxers. “And if that’s the case, I’m sure I can pay you back some other way.” Mike’s big meaty hand slid down Saul’s slender back until it found his supple ass. Saul yelped as the hand caressed his backside. “I’ll make sure to give it all to you. Again, and again...” He whispered at his ear. 

“But you have to be the one to say so.” He continued. “So, what will it be?”  

Saul still looked at his friend’s eyes, his hands wandered freely on Mike’s massive chest. He couldn’t think straight, and the yearning inside grew and grew until he finally admitted to himself what it really was.  

He wanted this muscle god inside him. He knew he’d gladly give all his muscle, all his masculinity, just to be owned by this perfect specimen. No matter how many others there were; to know he was Mike’s. To be used as he saw fit. Saul could only hope he was able to give more to this example of athletic perfection. More of his height, so he’d be smaller, and Mike could manhandle him with even more ease, more of his dick and balls, now useless for Mike’s intended purpose, so he could add more to the python and orange sized balls his former nerd friend now had. 

And as he imagined that and he became even more hungry for cock, Saul felt himself sink deeper, fit even more snugly in Mike’s embrace. He could feel the teenage titan stretch a bit more; his spine extend a couple more inches; his frame swell with some more pounds of muscle...  

Saul looked up at Mike and approached his mouth to his, still afraid to make any noise, and meekly nodded. After all, the choice was obvious. 

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Well this has been my first "longer" story and the first experiment in making stories without a picture for inspiration and instead drawing random themes from a choice wheel. This time the themes were Muscle Theft and Corruption ;)

The AI picture is just meant as a placeholder for now, as I haven't found a appropriate picture for it ( and I know you pervs prefer TF stories with pictures). I invite people to submit pictures to accompany this story. And finally, if you have suggestions of other places I could post my longer stories from now on, please let me know!!

[ai-musclebound]

[krispykollection]

Peanut Butter

Part 1: Anjay

"Seriously Anjay you're eating more of that stuff? Look at yourself, do you really think you need more? You're practically bursting out of your skin already."

Gosh, I almost can't even believe how we got here. If you had asked me if I'd be standing backstage at a local bodybuilding show with a hulked out and glistening version of my best friend Anjay, I'd have for sure thought I were hallucinating off some bad lunch… Funny how close to truth that would end up to be.

It all started 3 days ago when an unannounced package appeared on our doorstep addressed to Anjay. Not only was he not expecting anything, the contents were even stranger. Pulling off the packing paper revealed contents not immediately familiar to two skinny young men like us.

To the left a shimmery pile of purple blueish fabric. Anjay held it up cautiously as it unfurled. The garment presented itself as a bikini, the sight of it filling both of us with an awkward embarrassment of being in possession of such an obscene object.

Anjay quickly dropped it on the table before turning his attention back to the box. I had to lean in closer to make out the next object of mystery. A brown bottle of… tanning oil? "What kind of crazed sex fetish shit is this, David?" Anjay turned to me and questioned.

I didn't know what to say, so I just looked back down at what's left. The remaining item, while on the one hand familiar, only served to confuse further. It was a container of plain old peanut butter. At least something normal, but what on earth did it have to do with any of this? As I picked it up to examine it closer a final item was revealed underneath, and with it an explanation.

"Ohhh" we remarked in unison with the kind of trailing off that makes it clear we're still skeptical. It was a pass for what appeared to be a local bodybuilding show and not just any kind of pass, one for a competitor. That well explained the first two items, not a bikini, but a pair of posers, and not just any tanning oil, the kind used to cake a fake shimmering bronze sheen onto huge muscle heads so they can show off their freakish masses onstage.

The peanut butter could be reasoned to be just a backstage snack for a lunk like the probable intended recipient, but that's where the last mystery comes into play. The name on the badge, it was Anjay's. Realizing the same, he flipped the top flap of the box back to check the address on the shipping label, sure enough it was ours. "Hmph…" he said defeatedly.

In an effort to put a quick and tidy end to the strange past few minutes we had found ourselves in, I offered up a solution. "I guess there must be some other Anjay Bajwa in the area, the show probably just got the wrong address."

Anjay tacitly agreed. I'm sure we both knew the obvious holes in that explanation, our town isn't all that big, and being solidly in the midwest of the united states, Anjay Bajwa was not exactly a common name.

"This guy probably wants this… stuff, right? Should we, uh, try to find him?" Anjay weakly questioned.

I conjured up the image of the intended recipient. Some roided out freak standing wider than a doorway with arms bigger than my head ready to crush someone like me in a single moment. A rush of fear ran down my spine. With a similar picture playing out in Anjay's head, we turned to face each other and in unison uttered "Nah…"

Anjay put the items back in the box and loosely closed the flaps. He tossed it in the corner of the room to hopefully forget about, at least for a awhile.

I wish I could say the strangeness ended there, in fact that was almost true, all the way up to this morning.

I woke up before Anjay. The apartment was bare so I decided to head out early, grab a coffee and a bite, and run some errands. When I got back in the late morning I could sense something was off even before I opened our front door.

Through the opening door I spotted not Anjay, but a nearly naked yoked out freak. I stood frozen for a moment. He was thankfully facing away from me admiring himself in the small mirror hanging on the wall. I spied something familiar, the colorful posers. That's when it hit me, this must be the other Anjay looking for his package. A rush of fear shot down my spine, what if he's pissed we had it? Just look at those fucking arms, that back, he could pulverize me without breaking a sweat.

I stood there long enough for the creature to take notice. As he turned to face me, my fear took it's place as a side dish, with a main course of bewilderment. It was Anjay, my Anjay, from neck up at least, or what's left of it. Finally I broke my silence exclaiming "What the hell, man?!"

"Dave! I'm soo glad you're home! Bro, drop that stuff but hold onto your keys, we gotta hurry!" I instinctively stepped out of the way as he came powering towards me. In another second he was out the door, a gust of wind cast from his wide torso the only remnant by the time I had spun around. He was halfway down the hallway by the time I made it out the door. I was astonished he could move so fast with how big his legs had gotten, they clashed with every step yet he was practically sprinting to the parking lot. Still he was clad in nothing but those posers, but passerby's opted to say nothing, either terrified by the sight in front of them or insanely aroused.

Thankfully I hadn't locked my car doors, otherwise Anjay might have ripped the door clear off the hinges. The shocks of my late model sub compact protested as he slammed his weight into my passenger seat. Jeez, how much does he, does Anjay weigh now? Following his lead, I quickly hopped into the car myself. As I got in though, I slammed into what felt like cement, but turned out to be Anjay's arm.

"Huh, sorry bro, not used to my new width." Did he always say bro so much?

"Where exactly are we going in such a hurry?" I ask. That's when he pulled out another familiar item, the badge, pointing at it and exclaiming "Remember this? The expo center!"

"You've got to be kidding me!" too much had happened, too much had changed, it's all I could blurt out. "Look at me Dave, I'm gonna clean up bro!" Okay, that's a bro every sentence. "C'mon, we're gonna be late!" I took a second to sit and process as he sat by anxiously… "Okay, fine we'll go, but you gotta tell me what the hell happened to you."

Anjay was more than happy to tell the story of his morning. He started before I could even shift into reverse.

"Bro! oh my god bro, you won't believe it! So I woke up and there was like nothing in the house, but then I remembered that peanut butter from the other day. I grabbed a big ol' spoonful and plopped my ass on the couch."

As he spoke I found it hard to pay attention to the road, he was so animated, only exaggerated by his newly huge muscles, they were bulging everywhere at the slightest movement.

"A few minutes later, I started feeling this fuzzy feeling, I didn't know what it was, but it felt good. Bro that's when I noticed something else, my body was moving under my clothes, I lifted up my shirt and I had abs, abs bro!"

He took the opportunity to point at his obvious abs, flexing as he did.

"Once I connected the dots I practically ran back to the tub and dug back in… and before I knew it I looked and it was half gone! I knew I had fucked up, so I ran to the bathroom to check out the damage."

"My clothes were pulling apart at the seams, huge fucking peaks ripping through the arms, pecs busting out the front." He flexed each muscle group as he called it out. "Fuckin' delts, abs, quads, lats, traps, my god bro, you have no idea how good it felt, how good I feel!"

I recognized some of those words as he said them, using his obvious context clues for the ones I didn't. I had no idea Anjay was so knowledgeable about muscle.

"I didn't want to completely freak you out." Mission decidedly not accomplished. "So I tried to find something to wear, but the only thing that would fit were those posers… when I slipped them on bro oh shit, they felt so good, I looked so good, but then something else happened. My mind started filling with all this new knowledge… muscle groups, workout routines, diets, supplements, cycles, poses! Before I knew it I was a champion bodybuilder, through and through!"

"Yeah, you can say that again…" I said acknowledging the physical embodiment of his statement. "I'm worried those posers might of sucked some knowledge out of you Anjay, since when do you use bro as a punctuation mark?"

"Haha, don't be silly bro, I've always talked like this… and call me AJ."

AJ? I sat there just wishing for my friend Anjay back, not this beefed up bro'd out version of him. Hesitantly I continued, "Ok… AJ, I just didn't know you were so into muscle?"

"I wasn't…" he paused "at least I think I wasn't, but I mean look at me bro, who wouldn't want this?" With that he raised both of his arms up to flex. As he did his lats? flared out and brushed my shoulder. "Shit, I didn't even know you could even have muscles there."

"Bro I got muscles everywhere and then some. Look at the class on my badge, super heavyweight… damn right! Fuck, I'm so pumped, I'm gonna crush it!"

Anjay… I mean AJ, had his bare foot on the ground before I had even come to a full stop upon arriving. Again I followed in tow. Unlike at the apartment, the sight of a muscleman clothed only in a shiny pair of posers was of shock to no one inside. It's what they're all here to see, what I was here to see I guess?

He led us straight backstage, scattered around were other men and their own companions all getting ready for their time onstage. Looking around I was shocked to realize that AJ was the biggest of any of them.

"Bro, take this," he handed me the bottle of tanning oil "you gotta help me tan up."

I was taken aback "I uhh… well I mean, I don't uhh." I looked around, elsewhere many men were doing the same, but I couldn't I mean, we're friends, but I.

"Fine," he grabbed the bottle back "I'll get started."

He dotted the bronze tan across his chest and started rubbing it in, following it up with his legs and arms. If you thought he looked insane before, with the shimmery coat of tan his new freakish form really popped. Halfway through, I heard his gut grumble, he turned back to grab something else, the peanut butter.

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"Seriously Anjay you're eating more of that stuff? Look at yourself, do you really think you need more? You're practically bursting out of your skin already."

"I told you bro, call me AJ. Anjay sounds so… formal. As for this," he says as he gulps down a spoonful "I'm lickin' this baby clean…" "Now, I've done as much as I can, I need your help buddy, I can't reach my back." He contorts his arms up and over or behind and up showing just how far he is from reaching.

"I guess there's one downside to all those shiny new muscles," I quip.

"I wouldn't call it a downside, not when I have a bro like you…" with that he made a little pouty face unbecoming of his brutal form. I relent and swallow my awkwardness. "Hand me the bottle." His eyes light up.

I walk around AJ, and I mean around, and find myself staring at the contrasted light patch of his wide back. Man, I really wish I had gloves for this, I lament as I squirt a dollop into my palm. Distributing it between my hands I took a deep breath… here goes nothing.

I feel a jolt of electricity run though me as I make contact. Something's changed, something's flipped. I watch myself as I spread the bronze coating. The back in front of me is the same, but the interpretation has changed. It's not shocking, nor disgusting, it's a thing of beauty. I zoom out in my head, my god, the whole thing is, he is, AJ is. I feel my hands gliding over the many ridges of his back, turning perfection into more perfection. That's when I notice something else, the effects from the latest bite of peanut butter… he's growing. I can see his flesh expanding between my fingers, I can feel it press ever so slightly more against my hands. I've never felt so connected to AJ and I know he can feel it too. The world around us taking a backseat to our own shared reality.

I reapply and venture my hands further down south ensuring that his colossal glutes get the attention they deserve. I pull down his posers, ensuring every inch gets covered. Before I know it my fingers found themselves deep inside as I gently tease his hole. Electricity shoots through me again as I watch him squirm.

Out of the corner of my eye, I notice a figure coming in hot to our left. Fuck, we're busted, I think, followed up quickly by a different thought, wait, what the fuck am I doing?

The figure comes into focus, it's a frantic respectfully beefed up man in an official looking polo.

"There you are!" he yells out to us as I casually snap AJ's poser back into place. "You missed check-in, you better come with me right now if you don't wanna get DQ'd."

Not allowing for any protest he grabs AJ's hand to lead him away, muttering under his breath as he does, "These lunks, the big ones can't hold a thought in their head outside of their next rep…"

AJ grabs the peanut butter as he stumbles, then walks away. In between bites he shouts back "Grab a seat bro, I'll be lookin' for ya!"

With nowhere else to go I follow his instructions and find a seat in the amphitheater. In the relative calm I have a moment to process the events of the past few hours. Here I am, sitting at a bodybuilding competition waiting for my best friend to walk onstage and show off his insane muscles. I thought about how I feel about that, I have a vague recollection of being scared and confused, but now it seems clear. AJ's got muscles, he's a bodybuilder, of course we're at a bodybuilding competition. The only thing I feel now is anticipation.

I flash back to backstage as I sit and wait. I can't get the image out of my head. His muscles… so big, so hot, muscles are hot, AJ is hot, fuck! AJ is hot! I can't wait to see him again, to touch, I shiver. Almost on command the lights in the amphitheater lower to signal the start of the show.

Competitors start marching onstage, they all have nothing on AJ, I think, only confirming more as they continue to appear. The stage slowly fills as each hits their mark. Still no sign of AJ. I briefly worry something happened to him.

But then, the backlights of the stage are snubbed out by a hulking figure. It steps out under the stage lights. It's unlike any other man up onstage, it's hard to believe it's man at all. It's AJ.

A hush washes over the amphitheater. You couldn't just see, but you could feel his movements, you could hear him coming. The thuds of his footsteps, the stretch of his posers trying to hold back the mass he's become.

He hasn't even flexed a muscle yet but all eyes were on him. I had no idea a man could be so beautiful. He is absolutely bursting with muscle. Every limb, every surface stacked with veiny glistening meat. I find myself getting hard. I stroke my cock through my shorts and make note of many other men in the audience doing the same.

AJ is wearing a cocky smile confirming that he is aware of all our gazes. He coyly takes his place in the lineup, pretending that there's any possible way the show will go on as planned now that everyone has seen him.

To their credit, they did attempt to run though a few poses, but even those onstage found it hard to hold form when their attention was quickly snapping back to their muscled colleague. Noticing this, AJ steps forward to give everyone what they wanted, his juicy up body, up close and personal.

AJ goes through an entire routine like he's spent ages perfecting every pose. His front double bi threatens to encase his head in delt and bicep meat. His ab and thigh positively does. And those thighs, wide sweeping drops of muscle, transforming into carved marble columns as he stomps down.

He turns around to face the other competitors, winking at their astonished faces as he does. It's time to give everyone else the a view of what they've been seeing. His lat spread seems to just go wider and wider without any sign of stopping. And his glutes, my god, they're absolutely planetary.

Spinning back around, AJ playfully takes a customary bow indicating the end of the show. It was indeed the end of the show and he needn't move from that spot on center stage. Not wanting to keep the godlike figure waiting, officials rush out and crown him champion.

There's no lineup. Second, third, who cares, everyone else is a blur. He's first, second, and third both in size and perfection. Medals in hand, AJ turns and leaves the stage, leaving the crowd to reflect on what they just witnessed.

I find AJ backstage, swarmed by all types, attendees, officials, media, competitors, they all couldn't get enough of him, couldn't get close enough to him. He sees me and pushes his wide body through the crowd like it's nothing. He doesn't even skip a beat as he scoops me up and carries me out of the room.

I can tell I weigh nothing to him. I'm a warmup weight. Even without being terribly stressed, his muscles were putting on a show for me. I watch his biceps and pecs bulge to hold me, just taking in the sensation of being cradled by muscle. We lock eyes and smile knowingly.

AJ whisks us away into a side room away from the crowd and gently sets me down in front of him. The room is bare aside from us and the plastic taped on walls and floor for tan smearing muscle beasts like AJ. Not exactly what you'd call ambiance, but it didn't matter. We have all we need.

Without saying a word I step forward and place my hands on his chest. He flexes in approval. I feel a jolt run though me as I feel his pecs shift from beautiful pillows to striated boulders. I lean down and press my cheek against his cobblestone abs. I linger just feeling the motion of his gut contracting and expanding with every breath.

I bring my hands down to his posers and slip them down, his dick pleasingly flops out already semi-hard. As he comes to full mast I realize it's larger than I remember. It didn't grow as much as everything else, but it's still impressive. A stiff golden rod setting itself out from his dark bronzed quads.

I wrap my lips briefly around just the tip before taking it in deep with a skill like I had done this hundreds of times before. I'm in ecstasy as I feel AJ fill me so completely, as I hear him moan with pleasure while I hit all the right spots, as I watch his quads twitch up close and personal with every suck. His movements and breaths become sharply staccato as I take him to climax.

AJ grunts with gorilla-like intensity as he rockets three hot, huge, loads down my throat. I stand up and wipe my lips as AJ comes back down to earth. Once he does, he chooses to finally break the silence with, "It's your turn now, bro." His voice booms deeper than I remember, the statement hitting me like a ton of bricks. He turns around and fully drops his posers, struggling briefly against his quad meat as he does.

My already erect member twitches even harder at the sight of his uncovered ass. Even more so when he leans forward and his massive cheeks split. I hastily drop my pants and am practically pulled in like a vortex. I place my soft hands on AJ's granite glutes before inserting my cock into his waiting hole. I'm glad I went in so deep with the tan earlier, it serving as rudimentary lube.

As I begin to thrust, I watch the dancing mountainous landscape of AJ's back in front of me. His ass is magnificent, so firm and tight. Every few strokes he squeezes his mighty glutes ever so little sending pleasure rocketing through me and also reminding me that he could crush my dick to smithereens in a single flex if he wanted to, this only serving to rile me even more. Regardless, it's clear who is in control in this moment, he wants this just as bad as I do.

I collapse forward onto AJ's back as I cum. We both stay in this position for a few seconds while we catch our breath. Standing back up, we make ourselves as decent as we can. AJ pulling his skimpy poser back into place and me pulling my pants back up and trying and failing to wipe the stripes of bronzer now all over my skin and clothes.

I laugh as I look up at AJ. "What?" he asks.

"Sorry, I wore a spot out on your tan, haha."

AJ chuckles to himself as he turns to face me. "Oh shit bro, but look at you" I'm practically covered in splotches of bronzer. "Honestly, doesn't look to bad on ya, have you ever considered bodybuilding?" AJ heartily boasts. We both chuckle with the silly question serving to encapsulate the wild ride we both have been on.

"Something tells me there's a lot more of this to come, but first… this tank bro" AJ slaps his bloated muscle gut, "she's gonna need a lot more than peanut butter to fill 'er up."

With that we head back out together in search of what I assume is an ungodly amount of food to fill up my hulking best friend… boyfriend? possibly.

We're a total mess, anyone looking at us would have no trouble putting together what we just did. We hold our heads high regardless, because who gives a fuck, like you wouldn't if you could. But you can't, so might as well flaunt what's mine. Besides in reality no one is giving me a second glance next to him.

---

In that first stroll together as an item out in the world, AJ and David find themselves in a place of pure joy and contentment, ecstatic about their budding new reality and relationship. Little did they know what was coming next.

Waiting innocently on their doorstep… another package… Wonder who it's addressed to?

[malegains]

“Holy fuck, that’s me?”

“Yeah, that’s you bro!”

“Fuck. I’m massive!”

“Told you it’d work.”

“Yeah, you did. Put that phone down and let me show you just how thankful I am.”

[aibigbois]

For Christmas I got my guy a month's supply of that new XXXLMuscle Supplement. I couldn't wait to give it to him so we started on December 1st. Only 10 days in and we are loving the growth, he's about twice his original size. Can't wait to see how big he is by Christmas Day

(Shhh don't tell him, but I got him another month's supply so we can start the new year with a lot of GROWTH)

[pumperpup]

The Diver

Dave was no ordinary diver. He thrived on exploring the uncharted ocean waters, seeking the unknown and the extraordinary. His adventures had taken him to the farthest corners of the deep, but one fateful dive would change everything.

As Dave descended into the depths of the ocean, the azure blue gradually darkened, and he found himself in a world of shadows and mysteries. It was during this dive that he encountered a sight unlike any other—a unique octopus, its tentacles shimmering with an otherworldly iridescence.

Curiosity got the better of Dave, and he reached out to touch the octopus. To his surprise, the creature responded with equal curiosity, wrapping one of its tentacles around his arm. At that very moment, Dave felt a surge of energy, unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It coursed through his body, invigorating his muscles.

At first, Dave was merely curious, watching in amazement as his muscles began to grow. He flexed his arms, fascinated by the transformation. However, his fascination soon turned to concern as his muscles showed no signs of stopping.

Panic gripped Dave as he struggled to free himself from the octopus's relentless grasp. But instead of releasing him, the octopus's tentacle tightened further, and Dave's muscles grew to colossal proportions. His limbs became massive, and he could no longer move freely in the water.

Fear surged through Dave as he realized the dire situation he was in. His muscles were out of control, growing beyond anything he could have imagined.

The octopus, seemingly satisfied with its curious endeavor, released Dave and disappeared into the dark waters.

Dave, now a giant among the ocean's depths, began to sink to the bottom, unable to swim with his colossal muscles weighing him down.

As he descended, he caught glimpses of his rescuers—a team of fellow divers who had witnessed his transformation.

They worked tirelessly to bring Dave back above the water and onto the boat. It was no easy task, as he was now a massive giant, his muscles filling the deck of the vessel. But with sheer determination and the assistance of a makeshift pulley system, they managed to get him on board.

Dave, once a rugged diver, now a towering behemoth, flexed his newfound muscles proudly. He had become a giant, a living legend of the ocean's depths. Though his transformation had been frightening, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at his newfound strength.

[massfactory]

Shane's Journal

(a "Where's the Beef?" supplement)

I can't believe what Mr. Rowland's doing. This is crazy. He's blown up like a parade balloon in, what, three weeks? That stuff's meant for cattle, it hasn't been tested on humans! Although...the results are undeniable. And he seems in perfect health...

And I can't say 'no' to that smile.

Oh my god, he keeps getting bigger! He's visibly huger every time I see him. And I'm seeing him more often these days. It's kind of cute how he's playing coy about where all my deliveries are going. I wonder how much longer he thinks he can away with this; before he's too massive to deny it.

It's getting ridiculous.

No: "Ridiculous" was one month ago when Teddy could still fit into a shirt.

What's wrong him me? Teddy's blowing himself up; turning himself into a total muscle freak. He's shot up to almost 8 feet tall, already far bigger than any human has ever been- more than any human has any right to be. It's- it's groundbreaking, really, in a way. It's also frightening. He's forcing his body to pack on more and more muscle at an impossible rate.

...and I'm helping him do it. I'm a medical professional, I shouldn't be abetting him. I keep checking his vitals, looking for some kind of warning sign to wake me up out of the trance his transformation has over me, but everything's still fine. I can't find a good excuse to tell him, "no more."

And so he keeps growing bigger, and bigger and...*nnff*...bigger.

He's outgrown his own damn house. I helped move him into the barn. How long until he's outgrown that, too? He's already wider than the damn doors. Good thing he was already an outdoorsman...but...? No...he can't possibly outgrow the world...right?

Finally! A side-effect! But it's too good to stop the deliveries. His body has started to metabolize the supplements in a novel way that's making his (already considerable) cock and balls even bigger.

It's hard to focus on the rest of my work. I can't stop daydreaming about his enormous body, his adorable face, his downright inflated manhood. I can't imagine what it would feel like to be filled up by those two swollen cum-tanks...would it possible? Everything I thought I knew about human limitations has been thrown out the window ever since I started working with -and dating- Teddy, so it's worth a try.

I bet could take all of him. And I wonder what effect that flood of modified hormones would have on me...

[bigmusclenm]

Sweet Gains - Part 3

[Story Collection] | [Part 2] [●] [Part 4🔵]

Liam tried his best to act cool and follow his regular post-workout routine while Aiden went somewhere to find clothes big enough for him. Liam wanted to take a shower, but his dick was hard inside his pants, and he didn’t want to embarrass himself by walking into the shower stalls with a hard-on visible under the towel. So, instead of heading to the showers, Liam carefully went to the lockers to sit on a bench, hoping and waiting for his dick to go soft. But the memory of Aiden’s huge body expanding made it impossible.

Liam took deep breaths, sitting on the bench with his bag on his lap to hide his crotch from the other guys who were changing after their workout. All those guys were hot in their very own way, but Liam’s mind could only think of Aiden and the magnificent ass that defied all logic. Liam couldn’t stop wondering how Aiden’s boxer briefs had survived the growth episode, but a part of him was glad they had. Aiden’s growth spurt had been so hot that Liam almost passed out, and if Aiden’s underwear had had the same fate as the rest of his clothes, Liam would’ve collapsed right there.

“Calm down; you have to act cool. Don’t freak out. Just…” Liam whispered, making sure nobody else could hear him. “Just what? What can I do? Damn! I need to get my hands on that ass,” Liam added, sighing deeply as his dick throbbed once again.

Liam looked into his bag, still hopeful that his dick would soften eventually, and found the two remaining desserts he had bought at the bakery shop. The Pec Pump Puddings looked delicious, and for a few seconds, Liam wondered if it was a good idea to give Aiden any other dessert, considering his body had already grown a lot that day. Aiden’s muscles had all grown magnificently already, and it was clear the trainer had trouble finding clothes to wear, so adding more growth sounded like a little bit too much.

However, in Liam’s mind, the images and sounds of Aiden growing out of his clothes kept playing on repeat, so instead of paying attention to his rational thoughts, Liam could only think about witnessing another growth spurt, hopefully, an even bigger and more intense one. A part of Liam wanted to give Aiden both puddings to see his impressive chest blowing up gigantically. However, looking down at his pecs, Liam remembered that he also wanted to get more muscular. His mind ran miles a second, so he ignored his surroundings.

“Hey, are you going to eat that pudding without me?” Aiden said, standing behind Liam and making him turn around. “I think I found something that will fit me, so just give me a few minutes, and we’ll eat those delicious puddings,” Aiden added, but Liam had no words to respond.

Aiden stood before Liam with only a towel around his waist and his massive, perfectly sculpted torso fully exposed. Aiden’s bulging muscles glistened under the light due to some water still traveling down the curves and valleys of his impressive upper body. Somehow, Aiden’s muscles looked even more prominent than before. Liam didn’t know if it was a visual effect due to the water and light or if Aiden had experienced another growth spurt in the shower. Aiden’s body was perfect in all aspects, and Liam’s dick got even harder under his bag.

Still entranced by Aiden’s magnificent, imposing presence, Liam’s eyes traveled down to Aiden’s lower body, and his heart skipped a beat. The towel Aiden was wearing was barely enough to encircle his massive thighs, and even from the front, it was clear his massive ass was pulling the fabric to the back part, leaving a gap between the edges of the towel at the front that gave Liam the chance to look at Aiden’s dick and full balls without obstacles. Liam’s dick was so hard that he started feeling somewhat dizzy, which he attributed to too much blood going to his crotch and leaving his brain without supply.

“I needed to take a shower to cool off, but I still feel so pumped and ready for more,” Aiden said, doing a most muscular pose that showcased his massive bulging muscles even more and made Liam gasp in surprise and awe. “But enough is enough, so I texted my boss for permission to leave early, and he accepted. I told him I was having an allergic reaction and that I was swelling. I know this is not related to allergies. But the rest is true,” Aiden said, turning around to walk to his locker, giving Liam a good view of his hugely perfect ass.

Liam couldn’t respond as his mouth stayed open in awe. He knew his arousal was too evident, but he didn’t care about anything but the perfect specimen of pure manliness standing before him. Liam’s mouth was watering—worse than when he was starving. His mind was cracking, and an animalistic desire to touch Aiden’s body obscured his thoughts. Liam had never felt so aroused before. He had always felt attracted to hot guys, but Aiden was making him feel out of his mind.

“What do you say if we go somewhere to hang out for a while? We haven’t actually met each other,” Aiden said, still facing away from Liam, as he brought up a clean pair of boxer briefs and started pulling the fabric to see if it would resist his new bulging ass. “Maybe you can show me the place where you bought all those delicious desserts?” Aiden said, letting the towel fall to the ground to try to put on his underwear.

Liam’s heart started beating faster as Aiden’s bare, massive ass stood in full glory only a few feet from him. Liam looked around and noticed that the room was empty. He forgot about everything and everybody around him because Aiden’s body had him hypnotized. Liam’s dick throbbed violently and felt ready to explode as Aiden attempted to put on his boxers, only to be stopped by the massive balls of flesh attached to his back, preventing him from pulling the underwear all the way up.

Aiden struggled for a few more seconds before he managed to get the stretchy fabric of his boxer briefs to cover at least part of his massive ass. However, Aiden had a lot to handle with his new size, so he had to adjust the underwear in several spots at the front, leaving half of his ass uncovered, which drew Liam’s attention. Liam wasn’t thinking clearly; his mind was lost in Aiden’s ass, so he didn’t register when his body rose from the bench, approached Aiden from behind, and pulled the waistband of the underwear higher, making the big ass jiggle a bit.

“Wow, wow, wow! What was that?” Aiden said, turning around to face Liam with a broad, goofy smile. “We’re not that close yet... but I appreciate the help. I needed a hand,” Aiden added, softly punching Liam’s right pec.

“I’m really sorry. I thought you—I’m sorry,” Liam said, blushing and stepping backward, trying to escape from Aiden.

“Bro, it’s fine. It’s not like you haven’t seen a lot of me earlier. But I have more to show off now,” Aiden responded, chuckling and turning away from Liam again. “But next time, get me dinner before you touch my ass, deal?” Aiden said as he picked up a massive pair of dark joggers.

“Yeah, deal. Wait, do you want me to invite you to dinner? Like, on a date?” Liam said, clearly nervous.

“Dude, I’m kidding,” Aiden said, laughing out loud. “Now, calm the python on your pants down, and let me get dressed.”

Liam blushed and placed his hands in front of his crotch, trying to hide his hard-on. Liam quickly moved away from Aiden and focused on trying to find a way to cover his crotch. The room stayed silent for a while as both dealt with their own issues. The tension was evident between them, confusing Liam and making his dick hard. He was so nervous that he was sweating profusely. He needed to get away from Aiden as soon as possible.

“Man, I gotta go. I remembered I had to check my mail. So, I’ll see you tomorrow,” Liam said as he quickly took his bag and ran away.

“Your mail? Wait, what? Man, I thought you and I...” Aiden said as he struggled to put on a tank top. “I didn’t mean to scare you... Are you serious?” Aiden asked, but Liam had already left the room, only leaving the puddings on the bench. “What the fuck?”

Liam escaped the gym, using his bag to cover his crotch. He couldn’t forget about Aiden’s body, so he was conflicted about going back and hanging out with the big guy. Passing by the bakery shop on his way home didn’t help with his desire to grow Aiden’s body even more. But Liam didn’t want to get even more obsessed with his trainer’s body. Liam was already walking home with a hard-on in his pants, which was uncomfortable, so he didn’t want to make things even more complicated.

For the rest of the day, Liam tried to think about anything else, but the memory of Aiden’s body flooded his mind. Liam sat on his couch in the evening, jerking off for the fourth time that day, feeling exhausted, but his arousal didn’t go away. Liam was naked, and while one of his hands stroked his 10-inch-long dick, the other one explored his newly developed muscular body. He was impressed by his gains and wanted to get even bigger muscles. But his main desire was to grow Aidan beyond human proportions.

“Damn it! I’m going nuts with this guy, and he just let that towel fall and made me lose it. Ugh,” Liam groaned as his dick started shooting again, and the globs of cum landed on his abs. “I better change to another gym before I lose my mind. Or worse, before I start acting all creepy around him again.”

Liam groaned as he pulled a towel to clean his torso once again, feeling his dick finally soften in his hand. He felt awful about his behavior around Aiden but couldn’t help himself. Aiden was too hot to resist him, and the desserts took him to a new level of hotness. As he cleaned his bare torso, Liam thought about the puddings he left on the bench, and his mind wondered if Aiden had eaten them.

“I guess I’ll never know because I’m never going back to that gym,” Liam said, ashamed of his actions. “Or maybe I will... I don’t know!” He added, feeling confused.

Then, Liam heard someone knocking at his door and froze for a few seconds. He had never had visits before, so he didn’t know if the sound was at his door. Nobody knew his address, and he didn’t have many friends, so it was unusual to have a person knocking at his door. Since the knocking persisted, Liam quickly wrapped the towel around his waist and stood up. He wasn’t used to opening the door with nothing but a towel on, but his new impressive physique gave him the confidence to walk to the door and open it.

As soon as the door opened, Liam’s mouth fell to the ground as he saw Aiden’s smiley face looking back at him. Aiden looked hot, wearing the same outfit Liam had seen when he left the gym: the oversized joggers and tank top. However, the tank top fit him very differently from what Liam had seen. The fabric was incredibly stretched to accommodate the size of Aiden’s pecs, which had grown after Liam left. Immediately, Liam knew the big guy had eaten the puddings he had left on the bench.

“Hey, dude. I don’t want to be creepy, but I read your address on your file at the gym. I wanted to make sure you’re okay,” Aiden said, absentmindedly bouncing his right pec, making Liam’s legs feel weak, and his dick got hard again. “You left all of a sudden, and I... Well, I’m checking on you, man. You left me confused and worried.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel like that, but I had to feed my dog,” Liam lied, not even remembering his previous lie.

“Dog? Didn’t you have to check your mail or something?” Aiden asked, bouncing his enormous pecs once again, causing a few ripping sounds to echo in the building’s hallway as his strained tank top fought to contain the muscle mass on Aiden’s chest.

“Yeah. I meant my dog’s mail. No, my mail’s dog. No, no, no. Oh, fuck!” Liam said, aware that he wasn’t making any sense, which caused Aiden to laugh out loud.

“I bet you don’t even have a dog. You don’t need to lie. I know why you left, and—well, I can’t blame you; I look so damn hot now, and now I know this is all your fault.” Aiden said, bringing up a bag with several boxes inside. Liam immediately recognized the logo of the Big Boy’s Bakery on the boxes. “I know what you did, and… I think this is great.” Aiden added, playfully winking at Liam and raising his arm to flex his massive bicep.

Liam stayed silent, in shock, trying to process the scene. “So... aren’t you mad? I mean, I made you grow out of your clothes, and—I’ll be honest, I wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.” Liam finally accepted and was surprised when he saw Aiden smiling back at him.

“I was counting on that,” Aiden said, stepping forward, pressing his massive pecs against Liam’s bare torso, forcing the thinner guy to step backward.

Liam smiled, realizing that his dream was coming true. He had Aiden only for himself, and without a dozen guys walking around them, Liam could finally show Aiden how much he desired him. Liam let the towel fall to the ground, revealing his big dick in full glory. Simultaneously, Aiden placed the boxes on a table and started undressing, firstly revealing his massive pecs that stuck out about 8 or 9 inches from his torso, with the most beautiful and juicy nipples Liam had ever seen.

“I bet you like what you see,” Aiden said, bouncing his pecs rhythmically as he also started pulling his pants lower.

Liam froze while his trainer undressed before him in his living room. It was more than a dream come true, so he could barely contain his excitement. Aiden looked better than any bodybuilder Liam had seen, and considering the boxes that the big guy had brought with him, he was ready to get even bigger muscles.

Once Aiden was only in his boxer briefs, he gently pushed Liam to make him fall on the couch and then sat by his side, pulling the boxes of desserts closer. Each box contained different types of desserts, all of which Liam had already seen. It seemed like Aiden had a plan, and even though Liam wasn’t sure what the plan was, he knew that whatever it was, it would be lots of fun.

Aiden grabbed Liam’s hands and slowly pulled them to his thick muscular pecs, leaving Liam on the verge of suffering a stroke. “This is all your handy work, and you’re about to continue it. I bought all these desserts but didn’t ask what they were for. The huge guys at the bakery shop told me I had to be careful, but who cares about what they say?” Aiden said, placing one of the boxes on Liam’s lap next to his hard dick. “Go on. You said you were not stopping anytime soon. Well, now you have my permission to keep going.” Aiden bounced his pecs, and the motion under Liam’s hands was so incredible that Liam’s dick released some drops of pre even though he had just cum a few minutes before.

Liam was out of his mind, so he immediately grabbed what looked like a granola bar, popping it in Aiden’s mouth without considering the possible effects of it. Aiden chewed as if his life depended on it. Right after he had swallowed, his mouth was full again with a slice of a delicious-looking vanilla cake. Aiden moaned while Liam kept feeding him dessert after dessert, not giving him time to process one flavor or sensation before the next sweet filled his mouth. Aiden knew Liam wanted to grow him huge, and the trainer was willing to allow it. Liam was almost desperate to feed Aiden as many desserts as possible.

Both guys lost track of time, and not long after Aiden’s arrival, the three boxes of desserts were empty. Aiden was catching his breath after an intense and nonstop feeding session. Liam was smiling while his hands explored the curvatures of Aiden’s bulging muscles, waiting for the effects of the desserts to kick in. Liam wasn’t rational at this point, and he only cared about seeing Aiden blow up like a muscle balloon.

“I didn’t know you were that much into me. I like this. I think I can get used to you worshiping me like this,” Aiden said, raising his arms to flex his massive biceps, which ballooned right before their eyes to bigger than Aiden’s head in a blink. “Oh fuck, yes, yes. I love how that feels,” said Aiden, as Liam’s hands massaged the huge biceps that had just grown.

“Fuck, you look fantastic. I won’t be able to go back to the gym tomorrow. I won’t be able to focus on the workout if you’re there,” Liam said, making Aiden chuckle.

“Liam, we don’t need to go back to the gym considering what these desserts can do,” Aiden said as he felt his deltoids expanding, his triceps and biceps thickening.

Liam smiled and quickly moved his body to sit on Aiden’s lap. He started massaging the magnificent pecs that hypnotically moved while Aiden kept flexing his arms. Liam could feel Aiden’s hard dick beneath him, and it felt big. Aiden’s bulge looked full, considering the bull balls Liam had seen before. While he massaged Aiden’s pecs, Liam felt the big guy’s bulge growing against his ass and taking the strained boxer briefs to their limits.

Aiden loudly moaned when the fabric of his boxers finally gave up, and his dick burst out of them, feeling harder than ever before. His balls also came out and pressed against his inner thighs, feeling ready to explode. From Liam’s position, he immediately realized Aiden’s underwear had exploded because it wasn’t able to contain the big guy’s growing dick and balls. Liam didn’t know the desserts could affect the dick size, but he felt Aiden’s dick lengthening and getting much thicker with each heartbeat.

All along, Aiden moaned, and his body expanded in all directions. His massive pecs grew, his shoulders broadened, his thighs surpassed ‘tree-trunk proportions’ in an instant, and everything continued expanding before Liam’s eyes.

...

[tfboyzblog]

I just turned 20 and I'm a sad lonely 6ft tall scrawny nerd who is an academic underachiever. In the UK we take high school exams at the age of 16 before going on to compulsory further education. During the Summer in between those two courses my brother invited me to start training at the gym with him to which I ignored because I wasn't really that interested. Ever since I declined I firmly believe my life has been awful. I was severely bullied at school due to being the scrawny idiot I am which coupled with the pandemic led me to do poorly in my exams and fail to get into university. Meanwhile my 28 year old big brother has it all. He's 6ft 2, hot and stacked to the point he could have any woman he wanted because he looks so aesthetically pleasing and graduated university with flying colours and now works at a top job in finance. He could be a Hollywood movie star if he wanted.

Could you show me how my life would be right now if I took my big brother up on his offer and started training with him at the gym when I was 16?

They say sometimes in life there are these forks in our path that do define your future in ways you'd never imagine in the long term. I wonder if that decision you made 4 years ago was one of those...

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You decide to humor your brother and start going to the gym with him. At least that way you could release a bit of tension from all those exams. Sure at first you failed to see the fun in it and it felt really overwhelming being the scrawny kid among the muscle bros... But soon enough you felt your first real pump and BOOM, everything changed for you. Your thirst to grow turns out to be greater than your big bro. Even he starts straggling compared to you. It's actually great he hit the genetic jackpot. It means you're probably lucky in that regard as well!

Maybe you have even more potential than him!

And well it turns out I was right! Look at you!

In those four years you filled out those 6ft really well! No one tries to bully you now. Could you even imagine? They probably look up at you and cream their pants. Your brother might get any girl he wants because of his Hollywood good looks but you're not that picky. Why limit yourself to half the buffet when even the guys thirst for you.

Well I should say, his former Hollywood good looks. Doing these twists in people's pasts can have some unexpected results. Turns out seeing his younger brother creep up to his level so fast kinda discouraged your big bro. He's letting himself go a bit if you ask me. He might have his college degree and high paying job but, at age 20 you're more of a hunk than he ever was. Also, why would you even care about university, dude? Since you turned 18 you've been swimming in modelling gigs! Swap that degree for something you can cruise by and let your good looks take you where you need in life!

[ai-musclebound]

[lifterboyfriend]

Your buddy wanted to bulk up a little for an upcoming armwrestling competition. Fortunately for him, he his bros encouraged him to hop hop on juice and become a freak.

[malegains]

Corporate is studying the phenomenon of Rapid Onset Muscle Growth in male team members. The transformations are becoming more intense and more rapid. Some of these second pictures of new employees are from only six weeks after the first one.

[aibigbois]

Good afternoon, my name is Bruno and I am going to be your nurse for your stay here at the hospital. Its nice to meet you!

I love working this ward, love seeing the guys grow after their procedures. I bet you can tell, I've had it too. What gave it away? The pecs? Yeah, they are my favorite. Look, they're gargantuan! This set of scrubs is a 5XL, I think, and I am just about too big for them.

But that comes with the territory with the procedure. You'll blow up to twice your size this next two months in the ward. And then for the next year or so you'll pack on muscle easy peasy. I'm about 2 years out and I still gain about a pound a week.

Can't wait to help you out in whatever way I can, if you need something just reach out! I can grab you food or protein shakes if you need. You'll be ravenous once you wake up, so don't worry, I am used to it. But my favorite part is helping you stretch and massage your new muscles as they grow. The guys on the ward say I am the best at it, if i do say so myself!

Well if you don't have any questions we are going to get you ready for the procedure. Follow me, we will do your weigh in, initial pictures and initial strength tests. Right this way.

[pumperpup]

Dr. Samuel Pierce was a man of science and curiosity, a renowned biochemist who had dedicated his life to unraveling the mysteries of human physiology. He spent countless nights in his dimly lit laboratory, poring over ancient manuscripts and modern research, driven by a singular goal: to unlock the secrets of rapid muscle growth.

One evening, after years of tireless effort, he finally held in his hands a vial of glowing blue liquid, the culmination of his work. With a mix of skepticism and excitement, he decided to test his creation. Taking a deep breath, he drank the potion.

The effect was immediate. A warm, stimulating sensation spread through his veins, making him breathe hard. His muscles began to swell, filling out his previously skinny frame. His biceps bulged, his chest expanded, and his legs grew thick and powerful. The growth was euphoric, a wave of pleasure and excitement washing over him. He flexed his newly muscular physique, feeling a thrill he had never experienced before.

Pride and curiosity fueled his next decision. He prepared a second vial, slightly more potent than the first. The memory of his initial transformation was still fresh in his mind, the euphoria still tingling in his muscles. Driven by a desire to push the boundaries further, he drank the second potion.

This time, the sensation was overwhelming. Heat and stimulation coursed through his body, doubling his muscle size in minutes. His chest became a wall of solid muscle, his arms and legs like the trunks of ancient trees. The sheer power he felt was exhilarating, but a flicker of fear crept in. Could he control this? The growth was relentless, pushing him to the brink of what he thought possible. His heart pounded, a mix of thrill and terror surging through him.

He stood in front of the mirror, his body now resembling that of a seasoned bodybuilder. His intellect remained, but his physique was monstrous. The rational part of his mind knew the risks. He had achieved more than he ever dreamed possible. But as he looked at the third, most potent vial, an insidious desire gnawed at him.

The euphoria of his transformations was addictive. The power, the size, the sheer exhilaration of growth had consumed him. Despite the dangers, despite the rational part of his mind screaming in protest, he couldn't resist. His addiction won out. With trembling hands, he lifted the final vial to his lips and drank deeply.

The reaction was cataclysmic. His body surged with uncontrollable growth, muscles expanding at an impossible rate. His skin stretched and strained, his frame swelling to colossal proportions. His head, once proportional, now looked tiny atop his massive, hulking body. Every fiber of his being was consumed by the sensation, a mix of intense heat, stimulation, and euphoria that left him gasping for breath.

He fell to the floor, the weight of his enormous body too much for his legs to support. His limbs became unwieldy, muscles so large they seemed to consume him. The lab, once a sanctuary of knowledge and discovery, now felt like a prison. The ancient manuscripts and scientific equipment were dwarfed by his colossal form, overshadowed by the sheer mass of his muscles.

Days passed, and Samuel's growth showed no signs of slowing. He had become an immobile giant, a living monument to his own hubris. His body, a testament to the power of his potions, was also a prison. Trapped in a never-ending cycle of growth, he could do nothing but reflect on his choices.

[muscle-gods-only]

Um, that’s the end of the tour here at the vitamin factory. I see that 2 of you have taken some of out restricted line of vitamins. Not jut the 10 ft tall man up front, or the gigantic man above him drinking from the blue 800,000 gallon tank of Huginex! Oh my God, he’s going to get unimaginably huge!

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