Adam was walking around the house, and he heard as if someone dropped a lot of marbles on the floor nearby. He noticed the door to the lab was slightly open, and curiosity got the best of him.
When he walked inside, he saw lots of spherical objects spread around the floor. He saw that the briefcase was lying on the floor fully open, and he guessed it fell and all the contents had fallen with it. He figured he shouldn't mess with Andrew's stuff, but he couldn't just leave all those items on the floor. Out of good will, he decided to pick up all the spheres and he stuffed the briefcase with them, and he left it on the table where he assumed they were to begin with. He figured he deserved a small prize though, so he kept a red ball because he suspected it was candy, and red was both his favorite color and usually the one with the best taste in candy.
He went back to his room and he licked the sphere to confirm it was a sweet. It tasted like licorice, so he was not a fan, but he would not throw it away or return it now. He placed it in his mouth and let it dissolve as he scrolled through social media.
When the candy was gone, he decided he should try and work out a bit with the set of dumbbells he got. He really need to gain strength and muscle to be on the team this year, and right now he wa feeling a lot of energy. He took off his shirt and pants to avoid sweating too much on his clothes Right as he tried to lift a smaller dumbbell to warm up, he heard a weird metallic noise and he saw that he had crumpled the handle. "What the hell? How is that even possible?"
He turned around and he gasped as he saw at his reflection on the full length mirror. Not only did he look pumped, but his muscles looked impossibly large for him. It was just as if he had gained a hundred pounds of lean mass in a second. He grabbed the heaviest dumbbell and he tried to curl them. He had never used them for curls because they were too much for him, but right now he handled them so easy it was scary, and exciting. He was curling 50 pounds for like 30 reps without breaking a sweat. He turned around and he looked absolutely amazing, even bigger than before. He flexed his muscles which actually looked huge for a change. "They better make me the quarterback now. I gotta go to the gym and flex on everyone"
He took his largest clothes which looked tight on him at the moment, and he rushed to the gym a couple blocks away. The gym staff was surprised to see what the young wimp had turned into, because he was barely recognizable. He loaded 3 plates on bench press when he couldn't even move a single one last week, and without a spotter, he started to lift that for like 20 reps. Some of the bigger guys at the gym were amazed, and they saw him load 3 more plates on each side for another 20 easy reps. It seemed like his current strength had no limits.
"You gotta tell us your stack, kid" "Damn!" "Holy shit!" Adam was loving the attention, as he was surrounded by tons of huge guys and hot girls looking at him like some sort of god, as opposed to the nobody he used to be. He was soon lifting 10 plates which was the max the bar could handle, and people were cheering for him.
He decided to do some lower body now, so he casually lifted the bar with the 10 plates as if it weighed nothing, and he placed it on a free rack. He was going to squat with all that weight, and he did. 4 sets of 20 reps as if it was just a warm up for him. He tried going for a fifth set, but as he was doing the 4th rep he immediately felt weird. His strength was fading. That bar which was light as a feather just moments ago felt as if he had a mountain on his shoulders now. He couldn't drop that much weight because he would break the floor, so he struggled to place it back on the rack while he had some strength left, and he dropped to the floor gasping for air. His clothes looked all baggy on him again.
"I guess that's what happens when you abuse gear" "Not that big and strong anymore, kid" the people who cheered on him moved away. He was a nobody once again. Adam checked his phone, and he noticed it had been like one hour since he ate the red candy. "Super strong for 1 hour? That's lame... But I could use that anyway... I need to enter the team, no matter what..."
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