This choice: The golden chain started to make my muscles grow • Go Back...Chapter #5The Golden Opprotunity by: Jeb When I put the necklace my outwardly appearance seem to change. My body muscles started to continued to push out more. The surprising hypertrophy I was experiencing didn't feel excruciating, but exhilarating. Tingles that I never felt before, sensations that were now beginning open up to me. the necklace that I put on is like an aphrodisiac that was flowing through and taking control.
Every moment the necklace glowed brighter the processed intensified, and I couldn't hold the urge to moan with pleasure, while trying to stay as quiet as possible. It was hard not to make groans as my body transformed into athletic body type and continued onward. As my shaft started to lengthen into full mast and was throbbing without my need to actually touch. all I could think at the moment throughout the process was giving that tiger I met today full measure of this body. But that wasn't enough though, I need to get bigger and really dominate him with the gift I was given. Rather if it was given by an anonymous patron, Giving that tiger a good pounding on the ass is what he deserved. Showing him who the top was, and getting dominated by a real man.
The head started to spew out pre cum, and by that time my body had to turn into one of a lightweight bodybuilder. I squeeze the pectorals I start to gain, and start rubbed my sensitive nips. Getting goosebumps through seeing how big I was becoming, the amount of mass that was appearing was to unreal. What if I could defeat the prodigies that were out on the bodybuilding circuit, and tower above them all. I would take my status as one on top bodybuilder in the country. Creating a top that they have never had the pleasure of witnessing.
I started to release the full load that was pent-up inside of me. Spurts of cum being spread on my upper body, and i started licking some of the cum that had splashed on my snout. A bit salty but tasty nonetheless.
I marveled at the body that I developed during the process, it was between a lightweight and a heavyweight I thought. I got up from your bed and headed towards the cheval mirror that I had set up, I could only see half of my body considering how wide I became. I did a side tricep pose, my brothers famous pose during his competitions. Still though my body didn't fit in the mirror, and I just became giddy after that.
Sitting down back on your twin sized bed which creaked from the weight I bulked up. This is crazy you thought who would give you such an astounding gift such as this. You look closer at the necklace still glowing its brilliant hue. You saw something engraved on part of chain and you couldn't believe it, the name Eaton. That was your families last name.
A family heirloom that I never come across before? But then you remember something from your past.
"Hey dad who is that?" I asked
"That is your grandfather's. He served in a brigade back in the day. He had to go on dangerous, but important missions for our country."
"Wow he's pretty cool, and also huge as well."
"Yes he is son."
I remembered looking at the family album back in the day, and I believe this necklace is similar to the one that my grandfather had when he was serving. I wasn't entirely certain though I would have to go back to one of my uncle's house to see if it was a same necklace that he wore.
For now I wanted to take off the necklace, as much as I enjoyed this new form. I unfortunately couldn't say that I developed an unexpected growth spurt. When I reached for the necklace a manly voice unexpectedly appeared.
"Aww the show is over already?"
I stood still like a parent seeing their child breaking something they shouldn't have. For the moment I didn't say anything, but then I built up enough courage to utter some words.
"Wh-who said that?"
for the moment manly voice didn't say anything, but other than explaining he simply asked another question.
"Did you enjoy the muscle development?"
I would have lied because I didn't want give him the benefit of the doubt. Him enjoying a show that I didn't sign up for made me want to not just take off the necklace, but break it as well.
"N-N-No."
"Well that's to bad, we would've have given you so much more."
More? I thought me getting even bigger then I am now, my shaft start to rise and get hard again.
"But, I guess since you don't want it."
"WAIT!!" I yelled unexpectedly.
I am ashamed at how I was throbbing at the fact of gaining more, and that I was so lustful for more muscle that I would give up my dignity. I wanted to give them a piece of my mind for doing such a inhumane act against me, but I still wanted the muscle.
"What do I need to do?"
"You can keep the necklace As a courtesy gift from us, but in order for you to get more you'll have to meet at the site written on the box. It written in invisible ink so you'll have to use a black light to read it. You and only you will show up to the site, if you show up with anyone else the deal is off, you understand?"
"Yes."
"Good see you then handsome."
I laid in the now small-sized bed and I pondered that I didn't know who these people and what their intentions for me are as well, but I did need to get more muscle for the future endeavors in the bodybuilding world. Then again I think maybe I should tell Jack about what happened. He might not believe me when I heard a voices that wanted to make deals with me, but when I shown him how much I have grown anything would be possible. He'll want to come with me to the site as well though, and I don't want to put him danger for my need to know who these guys are.
After much consideration I decided to.
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