Jack began to sweat slightly from the heat that seemed to be flowing through his veins. Why did he feel so hot all of a sudden? Figuring his shirt might just be making him sweat, he pulled it up over his face to reveal his bare chest. By coincidence, he happened to be standing in front of a full length mirror, and the reflection he saw caused him to gasp in awe.
Instead of the flat, scrawny chest he was used to seeing whenever his shirt was off, Jack could swear he saw actual... pecs forming two identical mounds on his torso. Curiosity overcoming him, Jack reached up and rubbed his new pectorals, eventually pushing down on them. He was amazed at how soft and fluffy, yet firm they were. He managed to snap out of his daze long enough to notice that his stomach felt a little heavier too. Another quick feeldown revealed a subtle but very much present six-pack of model-like abdominals that had suddenly appeared on the young fox's belly.
Suddenly, Jack felt another jolt run through his body similar to the previous one. He began to sweat even more. What was going on? And why? However, Jack had no time to even ponder the answers before an intense swelling filled his muscles, nearly causing him to double over in pain.
Jack stared at his reflection in shock. Was it... growing? No, that was impossible, it took years of working out at the gym to get your muscles up to a big enough size... at least, that's what he thought until his pecs bloated out 4 inches in front of his faces, not even stopping there before reaching the size of basketballs and beyond.
He was in such shock that he didn't even notice his arms until they started pushing up against his sides. He raised up the right one, giving an involuntary flex of the car tire sized monster. Jack wanted to say something about this, but it was so amazing he was at a loss for words.
Jack wasn't even sure how much time passed, but after a while he began to cool down and the growth slowed to a stop. Though he didn't remember going down, Jack found himself on his knees, panting from exhaustion. Slowly but surely, he stood up, trying his best to keep calm as he turned back to the mirror.
All thoughts of staying calm were gone once he saw his reflection. He was HUGE! Not just bodybuilder huge or even powerlifter huge, but more like Hercules or Greek god type of insane strength. He had to be at least 8 feet and 700 pounds of muscle by what he could guess. His pecs were so huge they were touching his chin, and the giant valley in between them could probably crush a boulder. Speaking of boulders, that was a good estimate for how big his biceps were, considering he was having trouble even lowering them.
Jack could only grin as the heat and exhaustion was replaced by sheer power and adrenaline. He was probably - no, he WAS - the most powerful creature on the planet. Nothing could stop him. His muscles yearned to be used, to show off their true power. But he still needed to figure out just what was going on.
Jack figured that a walk would help him clear his thoughts and figure out the source of this incredible act. By some insane miracle, his pants had managed not to burst off of the rippling calf muscles beneath them, but they were still very small and restricting. Jack picked up his shirt, which was now only as big as his two paws put together, and slipped it back over his head. It took several minutes to squeeze on, and it didn't even cover up his stomach at all, but it was the best he could do for now.
Unknown confidence running through him, Jack ducked under the doorway and out into the world, wondering what he could do with his new power and, most importantly, why and how he had it.
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