Greg walked over to his weight bench which was already loaded from his last workout. The bar was holding 340 pounds which Greg would typically be able to press for a dozen or so reps. He was about to lay down on the bench when he hesitated, a grin spreading across his face. Instead he walked around behind the weight as if he were spotting an invisible man then tensed his arms and chest feeling the power pulse through his muscles filling him with confidence. He gripped the bar and sucked in a deep breath. Tensing his body and expecting quite the struggle he lifted the bar off the rack and nearly fell over backwards when it shot straight to his chest with ease.
"Holy shit!" Greg shouted pumping the 340 pound weight up and down as if it were nothing. He adjusted his grip and let go with one hand and continued curling the bar with no trouble. Overloaded with excitement Greg re-racked the bar and began adding plates to either side until he was all out. Moments later the bar was sagging slightly under the stress of 900 pounds. Once again Greg took the bar in both hand and curled it to his chest. This time he could definitely feel the weight though he still didn't struggle with it. Now he adjusted and took it in a single hand. He grunted loudly finally putting his incredible physique to the test. Greg's monstrous arm was swollen bigger than a volleyball with muscle that looked like it was made of steel just below a thin layer of skin.
Greg's grunts turned to laughter which then became roars of pleasure as he struggled his way through half a dozen reps before dropping the overloaded bar to the ground with a calamitous crash that put cracks in the cement floor. He raised his pumped arm and flexed hardly able to believe that the flesh covered mountain that rose higher and higher was his own. Greg's free hand gripped his 13 and a half inch cock and pumped while he continued to flex his enormous bicep.
"That was 900 pounds in one hand," he told himself. "And I'll bet I can do 1000. That means I could probably curl a ton in both hands. I must be the most powerful man in the world" Seconds later his eyes rolled back in his head and his penis erupted a spray of come.
Looking at the giant mess Greg laughed then grabbed a towel to clean the floor while he thought about his next moves. He decided to return to the magical iPhone and see what other things he could do. Without even trying he had already become superhuman, imagine what he could do after some exploration...
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