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Meet the Smiths, a suburban family whose lives are about to change when a parcel arrives..
This choice: She misses and shoots someone else entirely  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

Amber shot but she hit Dylan

    by: Azerreza Author IconMail Icon
Amber shot but what she didn't see was Dylan running to his brother and passed right in the path of the ray at this moment and... the ray hit him!

Dylan was surprised, he stopped in mid-race: he had just felt like if he had been struck by lightning!

"What the... ?" he said, not understanding what had just happened. He looked his hands: he was starting to shake... and panting too and... he was getting hot, very hot! He passed his hand on his forehead: it was soaked!

"Wh... what... aaaaaah... happens... aaaaaaaah... to me gnnnnnnhhhhhh ?"

Shit! His whole body was burning, and it seemed to intensify very quickly!

"Aaaaaah aaaaaah Da... aaaaaah... Davy !" he called his brother. But Davy was too busy with Justin. "AaaaAAaAaaAaaaAAaAah ! ... Da... Davy !" he said, a bit louder. But again Davy was too busy with Justin.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! DAVY!!!" he yelled.

This time Davy heard his brother's screams. he turned his head to see Dylan, holding his belly and grunting/moaning in pain. instinctively he let go Justin and ran towards his brother.

"DYLAN!!!" he shouted, running towards his twin brother.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh ! Its hurts ! It fucking hurts ! Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh !!" cried Dylan in a shaking voice, eyes closed.

"Were you shot?" asked Davy. Then he looked his family and saw Amber, the gun in hand.

"He... he went in front of me when I...I..." replied Amber, afraid that Davy gets mad like with Justin.

But no matter, there was more urgent: Dylan had fallen to his knees and was crying of pain. Davy could already see Dylan's shirt moving, being stretched by this growing muscle mass.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! My body is on fire, my whole body is on fire! Make it stop Davy! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! Help me, please, HELP ME!" cried Dylan, panicked.

"Calm down bro'! It's going to be fine!" replied Davy, not really knowing how to help his brother.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! It doesn't want to stop! I don't control anything!!! This pain... it's horrible! It hurts Davy, it hurts so much!" said Dylan, crying like never before.

"Let yourself go! Don't try to resist!" replied Davy. "Sit down bro'! Sit down and look at me in the eyes!"

In shaking and with difficulty, Dylan sits down and backed up against the wall then watched Davy in eyes. He was sweating very profusely and was panting very fast.

Craaaaaaap, though Davy, Dylan looked incredibly good: he already looked like a fucking bodybuilder: his huge pecs were pushing against the fabric, he can see his six muscular bricks through the white shirt, his back was already huge and wide, giving him a good V-shape, his traps were emerging, giving him little by little a bull neck, his shoulders were rounded, his biceps filled his sleeves, his legs were stretching the fabric. And Davy could clearly see the fabric moving second by second. Fuuuuuck, his brother was perfection. And it was only the beginning...

And another detail: he was fucking vascular! Davy could see the vein of Dylan's biceps through the shirt, as it grew in height, his shirt let appear the bottom of his abs and the least we can say is that they were big, ripped and venous.

Yeah, Dylan was perfection. They were twins in face but not for body. Dylan has always had an athletic body because he's a jock since always. Add to that a perfect tanned skin because he workout very often outside shirtless, awesome blue eyes, blond curly natural hair and you have the perfect alpha male.

But the best part is that even though Davy knew it was very impressive, Dylan would be much bigger and Davy was eager to see the final result!

"AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!! Oh fuck! Oh fucking fuck! It's too intense, much too intense!" cried Dylan, in moaning in pain. Clearly, for now, it was painful.

Davy remembered his growth: yes, it was extremely painful but in same time, he felt an unbelievable amount of power filling him. He had to help his brother feel the same way!

"Don't resist Dylan, let yourself go, or even... feel it!" said Davy.

"Feel... AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH... it ? What... GGNNNNNNNH... do you mean ?" asked Dylan, in moaning painful.

"The growth, feel it, embrace the pain, feel the power that fills you!"

"I... AAAAAAAAAAHHHH... don't understand" replied Dylan.

"You will see. Flex your body! Flex your pecs!"

The next moment, Davy could see two mountains bounce.

"OH FUCK! Was that my pecs ?" said Dylan, surprised by the feeling.

"Yes, so how does it feel bro?"

Davy could see again Dylan's pecs bouncing several times and Dylan was moaning.

"OH MY GOSH! In... aaaaaaaaah... incredible!"

"And this is only the beginning! Now, flex your abs!"

Davy could see the six bricks becoming bigger and more ripped! Gosh, Dylan's compression shirt was so fucking tight, Davy could see each detail of his brother's musculature.

"HOLY SHIT!" shouted Dylan in flexing his huge six-pack. He passed his hand on them. "OH GOSH! OH FUCK! They... ggnnnnnnhhh... they are so FUCKING HARD!"

"Yeah, you have a fucking titanium brick wall, and it's growing! Let's keep going, flex your arms bro!"

In an effort that seemed superhuman, Dylan raised his arms and did a double biceps pose. His biceps, already huge, gained several inches. It was too much for the fabric:

*rrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiippppppppp*; his sleeves tore, releasing the huge muscle mound.

"OH FUCKING SHIT!! I can't believe... aaaaaaaahhhhh... these are my arms! Bro, it feels like as if I could... gnnnnnnnnhhhhhh... lift several hundred pounds!"

"And wait to see the end, it will not be hundreds but thousands!" replied Davy, excited to see his brother's transformation. "Come on Dylan, flex your legs!"

Davy could see muscular tree trunks of Dylan growing and like his shirt, it was too much for his pant.

*rrrriiiiiiiiiiippppppp*; tears appeared at the level of quads.

"OH CRAP!!! Shit, is that my legs doing that?"

"Yes bro! You see, it is not pain that you feel, it's just raw power, an incredible amount of raw power! It fills you, in every muscle! And it's far from over! So let yourself go bro, let it fill you up!"

"Yeah... oh fuck, oh shit ! I... I can feelt it! AAAAAAAAAH fuck! Oh man, you're right! It's so fucking good and this is just the beginning and... !!!! Oh crap! Aaaaaaah! It's... it's... GNNNNNNNNHHHHH... coming! It's FUCKING COMING! YEEEEEEESSSSSS!"

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