Laura focused in on Eric. She hadn’t seen much of him in a few years, for some reason he and Greg didn’t hang out anymore, but her heart still fluttered when she saw him. The way he was sitting she could only see the side of his face, but it looked as handsome as ever, perhaps even more so as he now had an air of maturity about him. She was a bit sad that after graduating high school Eric hadn’t kept up his fitness habits, in the past she had loved watching the way his muscular body would move and bulge with the slightest twitch. Because of Eric’s physique Laura had always had a bit of a muscle lust but since watching Greg explode in size and seeing his new crop of massive friends her desire for a buff boyfriend had grown as well. Now she could potentially merge her fantasies into one. “The bigger the better, right?” she asked herself.
She tapped on Eric’s image on the phone and was given a 3D model to play with. She grinned and she went to work...
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Eric was angry. The truth was Eric was always angry, or at least that’s how it seemed these days. He sat on a bench watching countless beautiful people go by and thought about the days when he was one of them. In high school he had had a beautiful body, strong, lean, toned; now he was soft, flabby and pudgy. He held a beer in his hand and raised it to his lips then frowned when he found it empty. He expertly tossed the empty into a nearby trashcan then reached into a small cooler at his feet and pulled out a fresh beer. He cracked it open and took a long drag then glared at a group of hardbodies playing volleyball.
“The real problem is this fucking town,” Eric said out loud not caring who heard him. “Too many fucking bodybuilders, it’s meathead central. If I didn’t have to see them all the time I wouldn’t be so miserable.” He spotted his old friend Greg in the distance and thought about the days when the two had been close. Greg had always been stronger but Eric had the good looks; at the time he was such a ladies man that he had dated Greg’s sister, Vanessa, who was one incredible specimen when it came to perfect tits and ass. Just remembering the way she used to bounce on his dick, her giant boobs flopping all over the place, got him hard. Well, as hard as he could get while wasted on the better part of a 12 pack of beer. Eric rubbed his crotch a few times massaging his soft erection without a care that he was being watched by a few passersby.
Eric glared at Greg and his muscular friends as they laughed and showed off for a group of girls in tiny bikinis. “If that asshole hadn’t just left me hanging I could have been all buff too.” Of course Greg had desperately tried to get Eric to come to the gym with him but instead Eric had become a drunk and spiraled so out of control that Greg had no choice but to cut his former friend from his life. “I know he was just scared that I would show him up, get bigger than he could keep up with. Typical chickenshit meathead.”
Suddenly Eric became extremely dizzy and his body began to burn with a strange heat as if a volcano had gone off in his chest and was now filling his veins with lava. He stumbled to his feet and wandered onto the bike path while joggers and cyclists swerved around him. HIs first thought was that he was having a heart attack but that fear went away when he began to feel good, like really, really good. The lava in his veins was filling his body with power. Eric was breathing heavy but then began grunting from a combination of pleasure and overwhelming strength. He felt his t-shirt constricting around his torso and forced himself to open his eyes. She smiled when he saw that, as he suspected based on the feeling in his body, that his shirt wasn’t shrinking after all, he was growing. His shirt, formally loose, was tight around massive pectorals and widening shoulders and was crying out in a symphony of pops and snaps. Eric raised his arms and flexed brand new 17 inch cannons that tore through his short sleeves like they were made of tissue. At the same time he could feel his denim shorts opening along he sides as his thighs expanded outward in all directions.
A small crowd had gathered around the mysterious swelling man which only made Eric bolder. He lowered his arms and pulled them in with his elbows at his sides. He gave his chest a quick but hard flex and popped right out of his shirt sending a gasp like a wave through the onlookers. Eric laughed and began putting on a show for his public moving from pose to pose mimicking the bodybuilders he’d loathed for so long. His body was still rapidly expanding and sometimes he would hit the same pose twice just to make it look like his flexing was causing him to grow.
Eric’s 6 foot 2 inch body now carried Olympian levels of muscle and he was still swelling. He was covered in sweat and breathing heavy but he had never felt stronger or more powerful in his life. He turned to the bench he’d been sitting on which was made entirely our of concrete. Without even thinking or hesitating Eric brought his fist down on the foot thick slab that made up the seat and broke it into 2 huge pieces. He picked up one chunk in each hand knowing that they must each weigh several hundred pounds but feeling to strain at all. He stretched his arms out to each side then clapped the concrete pieces together in front of his chest demolishing each of them into dust. Then he curled his arms inward and flexed monstrous muscles never before seen on a human being while roaring like a beast. Everyone who had stopped to watch the odd display took a step back from the crazed muscle monster who was somehow still growing.
Finally Eric felt the heat leaving his body. “Aww, I was just getting started. Still,” he raised his arms into a double biceps pose and whistled at his nearly 30 inch arms, “can’t be disappointed with these guns.”
“How did this happen?” A woman asked stepping forward from the crowd.
Eric sneered. “I have no idea and frankly I don’t give a shit. Now stay out of my way, I’ve got some payback to dish out.”   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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