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Chapter #4

A Wish of Power and Passion

    by: Smut Lorde Author IconMail Icon
As he continued his jog through the forest, Devin was having a conversation with himself out loud as he pondered what exactly he could do with himself to make him more appealing to Carrie. He loves Carrie, and while he may think that their relationship may be due to a rush of emotions and pressure placed upon him due to the completion, he believes that she is his soul mate and, whether it be romantically or just a friendship, he would do anything within his power to ensure that she would be happy.

“Carrie loves big muscular guys like Ryan and Lightning? Oh, I’ll give her big hulking brute. I’ll be absolutely HUGE. I don’t care what it takes, I will be the best version of me to make Carrie happy. I love her.”

As he continued his ‘therapy session’ with himself on his jog, he stopped paying attention to his surroundings. As a bit more time passed, Devin tripped over a wall of grey-colored bricks and fell into a puddle of water. Taking a moment to come back to his senses he climbed back out of the puddle and grey brick wall, and turned to look at what he had fallen into

“Wha....wow!” Standing proudly before Devin was a large, beautiful water fountain in the middle of this secluded forest. The brick looked exquisitely carved and was pain-stakingly detailed including angels blowing crystal clear water from their mouths up to the next level of the fountain, and so on, reaching the third tier, with water erupting from the top.

Devin stripped off his soaking wet Power On long sleeve t-shirt, and closely examined the fountain. He circled around until he found a gilded plaque featuring a description of the fountain. “The Fountain of Dreams. Throw in a penny and your wish will come true.... hm. This sounds too good to be true. But who is it going to harm. He dug around in his pockets, eventually pulling out two pennies.

Without thinking, he tossed one in. “I wish my clothes and I were dry.” Within the blink of an eye, Devin felt all the dampness of his clothes and body evaporate and flee. He was slightly taken aback. He found the only wishing fountain in the world to actually WORK. All of his fantasies could now come true. He took the other penny in his left palm and pulled back his fist, ready to throw it in. Then something caught his eye... his reflection staring back at him. Devin observes his shirtless body as if he was staring into a mirror. While had always been toned with abs of stone, a
slightly taller-than-average height, Devin always felt jealous of other men that were bigger and more powerful than he was. Carrie’s wandering eye towards Ryan only fueled that envy more. Feeling the small chest he had, Devin narrowed his eyes and tossed in his second penny. “I want the body of a god.”

He paused for a moment, looking around at his surroundings and then at his own body. There had been no change. He felt disheartened. He poured out his absolute wish to the fountain, and even after granting his previous wish, but there was no change in himself after. He felt a rage burning up inside of him. He was getting hot, starting to sweat.

Grabbing his shirt and putting it back on, he angrily kicked the fountain and stomped away. “Stupid fountain, if you can’t grant me my biggest wish, who will.” After about a minute of stomping around and sulking in the forest, Devin sat down on a tree log that was cut down, releasing a sigh of defeat. “I guess Carrie will never love m-“

As he was talking, there was a loud RIIIIPPP sound. Devin looked down and saw that....

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1. His pecs were tearing his shirt

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2. His thighs were tearing his pants

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3. His arms were tearing his sleeves

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