This choice: Ken wishes for more muscle • Go Back...Chapter #4Ken Wishes For More Muscle by: citywalker Originally by: perseus75
Ken stood staring at himself in the mirror, fondling his engorged muscles. His once loose cloths now tight and formfitting. He felt amazing and powerful. The energy rushing through him was an immense high and he sighed in ecstasy as his hands wandered over his muscular and supple ridges. He wasn't tight like a competative bodybuilder, but close. With a soft pliable layer of fat that made his body look fuller, sexier, Omair's ultimate wet dream.
"Ken, buddy, you ok, wow man...you, you look...hell you look amazing!" Omair stood next to Ken admiring the stunning physique next to him. Ken was practically glowing with energy.
"Omair, dude, this is amazing!" Ken said gripping his dense arms.
"Wow man, I can't believe that thing worked! The amulet actually worked!" Omair excitedly patted his buddy on his swollen back.
Ken noticed how tight his cloths had become, and although he hadn't grown taller at all, his shirt now rose above his belly button. The sleeves stretched up into his armpits.
"It doesn't hurt? You looked like you were in a lot of pain." Omair asked inquisitively, taking a glance at the mound of flesh filling the tight seat of Ken's jeans
"No! My god Omair it's amazing, I wish I could do it again!" Ken paused realizing what he just said, and the two boys stopped and glanced at one another.
"Ken?" Omair raised an eyebrow and took a step back.
Ken was then rocked with another wave of power as the amulet began to glow again. It threw him to the floor in what appeared to be agony, once more Ken gripping his now expanding chest. Omair watched on, his concerned look changing into hedonistic desire as he watched his friends body morph even more into his wildest fantasy.
Ken lay prone, though this time moaned softly as he felt himself swell even more. His pecs inflated till each one pushed high out from his chest, so full they pressed against each other and hung like round sacks of flour. His shoulders expanded to immense proportions tearing through the already strained sleeves, and his thickening back helped to rip the rest of his shirt right off his ballooning torso.
Ken's legs also exploded with size. His hams and quads vying for space as they expanded obscenely, tearing through his skin tight jeans. Each one had to be at least the size of his waist now, if not larger, and the sexy bubble of a butt he had a moment ago was now a huge ghetto rump that jutted up and out, wide and muscular seemingly defying gravity. His calves fattened as well, as they formed massive diamonds of muscle as think as his enormous forearms.
The rest of Ken's arms had grown huge too. His biceps and triceps competing for space as they were pushed away from his body by his thickening lats.
Again, in moments the transformation was finished. Ken could barely stand, his massively bloated muscle body so compact and thick that it constricted movement. As he stood, the rest of Ken's clothes tore away leaving him in a pair of tight briefs that barely held around his bulbous bubble ass.
Omair saw in front of him the hottest asian muscle stud ever. Massive broad shoulders that formed a V shape to Ken's thick but narrow waist, and the sexiest curves down his back and over the most gorgeous and impossible bubble butt he'd ever seen. Ken stood marveling at his massive bodybuilder body, and could see that Omair was becoming more than a little excited.
Ken felt amazing being as massive as he was and having such an the effect on his friend. He grew excited too, and the tight confines of his strained briefs soon filled to bursting.
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