This choice: Dad Frank was hit and hulks out almost instantly • Go Back... “Oh my god, dad! Are you OK?” Justin panicked as he had just shot his own dad with an unknown ray gun.
“Honey, how are you feeling?” his concerned wife asked sitting at the opposite end of the table.
“I-I feel fine…I think….” Frank said as he shifted his weight in the chair. “What happened?”
“It was an accident, I swear!” Justin said, still a bit in shock. “I didn’t mean to…”
“Hey, son, take it easy! It’s OK, I feel fine!” Frank lied as he did feel a strange sensation in his stomach. “Just tell me what you did?”
“I…I shot you…with this?” Justin said as he handed over the gun to his father.
Frank inspected the device with great attention. It did look like a gun a toy shop would sell, a bit like a 1950s space zapper. “And what happened next?”
“A blue beam shot out the front and hit you in the chest. You were radiating blue as well for a second!” Davy yelled a little bit too excited. He could see this entire thing form into one of his comic book stories.
Frank laughed. “Well, there is no need to worry guys, I feel absolutely fine! I’m sure this is only a prank a colleague likes to play on me, and the thing is absolutely harmless…” Frank stood up. “Let me, just to be safe, put this at a safe place.”
As soon as Frank disappeared into the house, the rumors started spreading. “What do you think it did?” “It didn’t kill him, so I think he’s right, it might just be a prank” “But why did he glow blue?” “And who is Vanessa?”
Not long after, Frank returned. He was wearing a dark and light grey striped polo with a pair of jeans. Due to his length, he always had to wear size M shirts, even though they were too wide for his upper body. Also his skinny arms would not at all fill the wide sleeves of his shirts.
The strange sensation in his stomach had not gone away, in fact it had increased. Yet he was not alarmed by it. As he stepped outside to join his family again, he lifted his arm to scratch an itch at the back of his head.
“Wow mr. Smith, nice pipes if I may say so!” Jerome said as he was the first one to notice the increased size of Frank’s upper arms.
“Huh? What?” Franks responded, not entirely sure what Jerome meant.
“Your arms! They are quite impressive! I never knew they were this big. Have you been working out?” Jerome explained.
Frank looked down at his upper arm and could not believe what he saw. His arm was a lot thicker than he could remember. Also the veins in his arms were clearly visible, pumping heavily with every heartbeat. Out of curiosity he flexed one of his arms a little, and to his surprise the biceps responded by growing into a decent peak. “Oh my god!”
He started breathing more rapidly, both from excitement as well as from the increased tingling in his stomach. The feel spread to his chest; a nasty sting in his heart area caused Frank to collapse to the ground. He landed on all fours, screaming from pain. The entire family went into shock and disbelieve.
Justin, his oldest son, immediately ran to his father and asked if he needed any help, if he was feeling alright.
Frank couldn’t answer. He started hyperventilating as the feeling in his chest increased. He started having trouble breathing as the collar of his polo was getting tighter around his neck. It wasn’t his polo which shrank; however, it was his neck which expanded. Still on all fours he took one hand and yanked the collar open. He let out a loud sigh of relieve.
Justin, now positioned on his knees next to his dad, was terrified. It was almost as if his dad was having a seizure; he was unresponsive to their questions and he had a vague look in his eyes. The biceps in Frank’s upper arm grew even larger as he applied pressure to yank the collar open. Justin had a front row seat and was both scared as well as impressed with his dad’s muscles. He put one hand on his dad’s back, which oscillated up and down rapidly from every breathe he took, and felt a strange movement under the fabric of his dad’s polo.
“Dad! Speak to me! Are you OK?”
He didn’t reply. The rest of the family looked on in awe. Debby stopped the twins from getting closer and comforted Amber as she thought her dad was dying.
Justin’s arm felt his dad’s back expand, it grew. The fabric of his polo was getting tighter and tighter, just until it couldn’t hold the pressure anymore. Then it ripped.
A clear rip down the entire length of his polo opened up Frank’s back for his family to see. Justin’s hand now touched his dad’s naked skin; it felt rock-hard. All the muscles underneath his skin were pulsating and expanding. He tried to calm his dad, who was still in a lot of pain.
Frank’s head hang downwards, facing the ground. He grunted and screamed; the transformation wasn’t painless. His expanding upper torso was supported by his arms, which he held in a 90 degree angle on the ground. In a clear moment he opened his eyes and saw his own biceps blow up to unfamiliar size, his forearms reaching Popeye-esque proportions and veins crawling all over his skin.
Not only his upper body was growing, also his legs were expanding in size. The jeans he was wearing were soon too tight and starting ripping at the seams much like his polo. Tree trunks of thighs and blown-up calves could now fully support the grown upper body.
After a minute or two, the tingling sensation went away and the growing stopped. The grunts and screams also stopped. Justin once again padded his dad’s now enormous back and asked if his dad was feeling alright.
Still no answer.
Next to Justin was now the biggest man he had ever seen; completely ripped out of his clothes. All he was wearing was a pair of torn down jeans and pieces of fabric that used to be his polo. His head was still facing down. Justin felt his dad’s back rise and lower as he slowly got back his breathing rhythm.
“Frank…Honey?!” his wife asked a bit nervously.
Then his head started to move up. “Yes dear…?” a dark baritone voice responded.
“Oh my god! You’re OK!” Debby yelled from excitement.
“How are you feeling, dad?” Justin asked as he helped his father get up. He hooked his arms under his dad’s armpit and pulled him up. He couldn’t believe how large his upper arms and shoulders were now.
“I’m…I don’t know…I’m feeling alright, I think…” Frank said as he stretched his arms out and pushed his upper body backwards. He was now sitting on his knees, facing his son for the first time. His torso was still covered in rags of his polo, but with one simple tear he ripped them off completely exposing his chest and eight-pack for everyone to see.
Oohs and aahs of awe and admiration filled the garden.
“Oh my god dad; you’re as ripped as Superman!” Davy yelled excited.
“Wow, I have the strongest dad in the world!” Dylan added.
“Oh honey…” his wife remarked with lust in her eyes.
“Dang mr. Smith, looking good!” Jerome commented.
All these comments made Frank cheer up. He was still sitting on the ground as he wasn’t completely used to his new physique. It felt heavy, yet light at the same time. He felt so strong that his body must be able to support his new size easily, but he had difficulties adjusting to his new strength.
His twins decided to approach their new muscular father. He had ripped off every piece of fabric and was now sitting shirtless on his knees. His chest was filled with a lightly grey patch of chest hair. Dylan decided to take the gamble and reached out his hand to touch his father’s pectoral. He pushed down on the soft, fleshy muscle. Frank looked down and grinned. He moved his arm, unknowingly flexing his chest as a result, causing his pec to turn rock hard. Dylan’s impressed finger bounced back. He could not dent it anymore. His mouth fell open as he touched the now flexed chest muscle.
“Holy shit!” Dylan exclaimed.
Frank laughed. “That’s nothing, here, look at this!” He lifted both his arms in the air, parallel to the ground, with his lower arms at a 90 degree angle. They looked impressive, even not flexed. He asked his boys to put their hands on his biceps. They were both impressed with the size of his arms, until he decided to flex them. His biceps suddenly jumped up, higher than before, making them peak at an impressive size. The split heads of the biceps were clearly visible through the low percentage body fat skin he was now sporting.
Everybody in the garden, including Frank, was impressed. They all let out a cheer. Frank grew a smile on his face from ear to ear. He was now feeling strong enough, and confident enough of his new size, to stand up completely. He put down his hands as supports and pushed his entire body up. He shifted his legs and placed his feet flat on the ground, followed by stretching them completely. Slowly, but steadily, he rose higher and higher, until he towered over his twins by almost a foot. They looked up in awe.
Frank was always a pretty tall man, yet very skinny for his length. The man that stood before the twins right now was nothing short of amazing. He had the body of a giant Greek god and looked like he possessed Herculean strength. Yet it was the same old dad they grew up with.
Debby approached her husband. With her height she only reached his chest. “Oh honey, you look amazing!” Then she hugged him.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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