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Thor.

Thor fucking loved the library. Look just because you're a huge muscular fucker with legs for days and, arms for miles, and an ass that won’t quit does not mean you can’t enjoy reading, okay? He used to love hanging out in the library and just reading until the place closed, before he became part of the fraternity. Now a days it was harder to find the time to indulge his old hobby. Whether he was introducing new guys to the house, or working out at the campus gym, or even studying for his exams, there always seemed to be something that stopped Thor from just taking an afternoon off and cracking open a good book at his local library. Today seemed to be no exception. No matter how hard he tried to, he couldn't seem to hide from some punk who was eying him between the aisles. Every time Thor went to choose another book the dude would be there too either across the aisle glowering between the books or nonchalantly following him into the same aisle and pretending to browse while stealing glances whenever he could. Normally the huge blonde stud would enjoy the attention and even reciprocate but today he wasn't up to the usual frat boy behavior. No matter what aisle he chose or whatever section of the building he walked to the man followed, becoming more careless as the game of cat and mouse progressed. The dude even followed him into the children's section when Thor deliberately tried to shake him. It was clear that the guy wasn't giving up anytime soon and if anything was more emboldened the longer he chased. It wasn't like Thor was mad at him for it. Hell, if this was literally any other building he would have let the man fuck him for as long as he liked but he wanted to actually read today, or at least try to. Thor sighed again as the man magically found himself in the same row of books as him for the seventh fucking time. So you wanna play huh? Ok, sure. Thinking on his big feet, Thor quickly ducked out of the aisle and traipsed back to the far end of the building towards the nonfiction section. He tried his best to strut his stuff for his secret admirer, taking long strides and letting his legs and ass really POP. Thor had to admit he was really fucking hot even when he wasn't trying to be. The huge stud wore a simple cotton v-neck shirt with a slight cutout that showed off the cleft of his pecs and a pair of worn wranglers that were practically formfitting. There were probably millions of people on the plant right now that were wearing the exact same thing. But none of them stood out because they weren't him. While he wasn't exactly a fan of research books and the like, this part of Groff's library did have a nice little private reading room for all the people researching for their PhD's or whatever. It far from the entrance, quiet, and best of all: had no windows. Thor walked into the dimly lit room and paused as he surveyed the spot. No one else was here and the room smelled of fresh paper and musty tomes, as a library should. The walls were lined with old volumes of books no one had opened in years and surrounded a few small reading tables with a half dozen chairs in total. The overall vibe of the place was one of complete seclusion and silence. Perfect. Thor walked in with confidence and sat his huge ass down in an armchair by the closest wall, making a point to be close to the exit but also making sure his new stalker knew exactly where he was hiding. He snatched up a leather-bound book on one of the many shelves and opened it as if he was interested in its contents and shortly afterwards his little stalker came into the room and sat at one of the far tables. Thor took measure of the man as he walked in. He was pretty hot, that was for sure. His shaggy hair sat just above his shoulders, framing a masculine angular face that looked chiseled from diamond. The dude looked like some kind of fashion model. He was tall and lithe but defiantly was packing some muscle under his tight fitting pink polo and brown chinos. Damn he even had the round glasses any self respecting nerd would kill for. He was totally hot, no doubt about it, so why all the cloak and dagger shit? As soon as the dude sat down he started staring again. He tried his best to be unassuming while sitting down with the little collection of books he had acquired from following Thor all around the library but could not take his eyes off the huge stud. Thor decided to play into it and shifted into a more alluring pose, angling his shoulder and head backward while thrusting out his massive pecs in a display for the stranger. He occasionally stretched his arms out in an exaggerated yawn just to get his arms to flex nice and slow. Every time he did the dude watching him would tense and his face would redden. A few minutes went by this way with Thor casually carrying on his surreptitious flexing show before he decided he had to deal with this guy one way or another. If he wasn't going to read today, he might as well get lucky, right? The huge stud snapped his book shut and replaced it on the shelf before rising from his comfy chair and heading out of the reading room. He immediately stepped to the side of the room and strained his ears to listen for the guy grabbing his books and scooting his chair out to follow Thor. After a few quick steps Thor darted in front of the doorway and blocked it with his sheer bulk. The mystery man ran headfirst into the wall off muscle, caught totally by surprise and dropping his books to the floor. "Going somewhere?" Thor asked, teasingly. The guy looked up at the giant stallion that had suddenly appeared in front of the door and turned completely red. He backpedaled into the now empty chair behind him looking utterly mortified. "I-I was just-" "Just admiring the view?" Thor quipped, folding his large, meaty, and stupidly sexy arms across his broad chest. "No I wasn't-" "Look dude." Thor replied while stepping forward and shutting the door, sealing the two of them inside. "You can drop the act. I could fucking feel your eyes on me the second I walked into the horror section. You have to be one of the least subtle fuckers I've seen in my entire life." The dude's mouth opened wide, and a furious blush spread across his cheeks as his brain fished for excuses. While he was failing to think of one, Thor grabbed one of the nice-looking reading table chairs and barricaded the entrance to the room by lodging the chair under the knob. "Listen," Thor explained in the most comforting tone he could muster. "Contrary to popular belief, you can have both brains and brawn. And I am not THAT fuckin' oblivious. I know what you want." The dudes mouth continued to work in silence but when he found he could not form the words he let out a big sign and kind of deflated. "See? Easy. Now do you want to get laid, or not? Because that tends not to happen to dudes who are being shy." Thor instantly whipped off his belt and stalked up to the smaller man, standing close enough to let his huge scent wash over the dude like some primal cologne. He reached both his hands forward and cupped the shaggy dude's head before going in for a wild kiss. The guy hesitated at first but sank into the huge Adonis towering over him and kissed back with fever. Suddenly his hands were all over Thor and he was working desperately at the hem of the huge hunk's shirt. Thor broke the kiss and smiled as he pulled his shirt up over his head and let the small man gape at his godly body. "Holy shit." In an instant the dude's hands were on Thor, greedily touching every thick ridge and huge bulge of the studs six-foot seven frame. Thor threw back his head in pleasure, letting his body tense and flex his massive muscles for the smaller guy's enjoyment. No matter how many times it happens, there is no comparison to the amazing feeling of being worshiped. "Get naked. Now." The guy readily obeyed and nearly ripped his clothes off, revealing his lean, defined, athletic body. Even with the glasses he looked like a shaggy bad boy and Thor would be lying if he said he did not find that look absolutely erotic. "Wow. You're really, really big." the dude whispered, breathlessly. Thor laughed, "No shit, sherlock. You got a name?" "Otto." "Hi Otto, I'm Thor..." With that statement Thor stepped out of his jeans and revealed his bulging quads and huge ass along with his monstrous cock that was quickly hardening by the second. "...and I'm going to fuck you until you pass out." Thor's body was a work of art and could make the highest Greek gods themselves weep with jealousy. Otto's eyes were fixed on his pecs, huge and defined, standing out from his chest with perfectly round proportions. Thor slowly brought his massive hands up to cup his mammoth muscle tits and pressed them closer together, emphasizing their size and perfectly sculped nature. Otto's breath sped up and a blush formed on his cheeks as the man became mesmerized by the glorious display of raw muscled strength before him. "Feel 'em." The smaller man could not resist Thor's invitation and slowly and deliberately groped the two hard mounds. Thor watched as his huge body caused Otto's cock to stiffen and as he finally got his hands on the man he'd been lusting after. "How the fuck are you this big? What are you, three hundred pounds?" Thor laughed deep within his chest. "Big enough to fill that tight hole of yours. Let's get to it." The stud wrapped an arm around Otto and roughly forced his face deep between the huge crevice of his pecs and used the other to hoist the smaller man by the ass. Otto moaned his approval and continued to explore Thor's body, taking a huge whiff of his musk and grabbing onto his broad shoulders for dear life. The huge blonde chuckled as he felt Otto's cock get diamond hard and rub against his hard eight pack, leaking precum everywhere. He swung around and settled the shorter guy onto a table and immediately went to work probing the dude's hole, grabbing some natural lube from his prodigious cock and sticking one of his thick digits as deep as possible into Otto's tight ass. Otto spread his legs wide and his head craned back as pleasure swept over him. His back and legs tensed, forming a picture of the lean, athletic man that made Thor's cock even harder. Otto ran his hands through his shaggy locks and continued his moaning as Thor inserted another digit and continued stretching him out. "Man you really are a slut for this cock, aren't you?" Thor growled. Otto turned an even deeper shade of red with embarrassment and mumbled an incomprehensible mix of words as if trying to defend himself. Thor's smile grew bigger, and he inserted a third finger into Otto who stopped mid-sentence to whimper with need. "What I can’t figure out," Thor mused, curling all three fingers into his victim's prostate, "Is why you felt the need to follow me for twenty minutes before making your move." His fingers became a blur, probing and stretching and causing Otto's frame to tighten and his moaning to rise an octave. Thor's own hardening 12 inch cock bobbed on its own accord, throbbing with thick veins as if in tune with the lust of the scene playing before it. Thor loved seeing the smaller man at his mercy, he truly felt like a sex god; a living breathing muscle machine completely taken over with carnal desire. "Y-You're so big. Are you..? Are you a member? Of A-AAAhhhhh!!" Otto loosed a slight yelp of pleasure as the huge stud’s fingers repeatedly struck his sensitive spot. Thor was ready now. His cock was hard, and his body was heavy with need. It was time. He retrieved his slick fingers from Otto's willing hole and eyed the tight quivering ring of muscle before him as it begged silently to be filled. Thor felt his cock pulse again and his breathing became heavy with lust. "Ready?” Thor asked as he lined up his dick and parted Otto's cheeks with his gigantic rod. Otto nodded and Thor’s dick sank deep into Otto's beautiful ass. The smaller man groaned and pushed his butt outward as his body opened to accommodate the massive blonde's entry. Thor felt the familiar burning sensation begin to accumulate as he worked his cock in deeper and deeper, the other man's ass tightening and convulsing on his massive erection. Thor groaned in bliss. He bottomed for his brothers so often he almost forgot how damn good it could feel on the opposite side, which was what made fucking guys like this even better. Thor's world faded to only Otto and the single thought to fuck this slim, shaggy, hot piece of ass until he was begging for mercy. The groaning increased in frequency as he bottomed out into Otto, all twelve thick inches making the smaller stud gasp with pleasure. He withdrew half of his girthy manhood, grasping Otto's narrow hips with his huge hands, before crashing himself back into the lithe young man. Otto's body tensed and squirmed Thor continued his powerful thrusts. "Hoollllyyy SHI-!" Thor suddenly stopped his savage thrusts and bent forward again stuffing his lovers head between his hard fuzzy pecs, stifling his screams. "Uh uh uhh. Naughty boy. You want the nice librarians to hear you and the be scarred for life when they find me deep in your ass? You're gonna take this whole thing QUIETLY. Besides," Thor whispered in his ear, his hot breath sending chills up Otto's neck, "I thought you liked being sneaky? Otto's protests died in his throat as Thor withdrew his big dick and slammed back in again, hitting the slimmer man's prostate and sending star bursts of absolute pleasure throughout his mind. The huge stud straightened up to give his little troublemaker a good view of his godly body. Otto took in the sight of the enormous blonde's torso, it looked almost perfectly symmetrical and rippled with ridges of hard perfection, outlined with clear cut crevices between each honed slab of muscle. Thor's huge pecs were thick and powerful and cast a slight shadow over his flawlessly ripped eight pack. Thor flexed them and the massive slabs pumped together perfectly, bouncing slightly with each violent fuck stroke he delivered. Thor's huge arms gripped his waist like two vices of pure steel, massaging and kneading his body like soft dough while helping to piston his cock in and out. The arms were beautifully sculpted and lined with bulging veins that stood out distinctly underneath the smooth and bronzed skin. Thor released one huge hand from Otto's slim waist and brought his whole arm into view flexing his mountainous bicep to an unnatural size, relishing the look of awe on Otto's face as his huge hard arms filled with strength. "Oh yea. You like these?" Thor quipped confidently while returning his grip on the smaller man's hip and using his other hand to cup and flex his second huge bicep, accentuating the power and full definition of the tight defined muscle. Thor looked down at his massive body, running his hand up and down his chiseled stomach while keeping pace with his vicious strokes. His hips rolled forward and back, ramming his huge dick into Otto while taunting him with his flexing show, letting the smaller man drink in the raw display of masculine power while being railed to within an inch of his life. Otto's moans and ecstasy were growing louder by the minute as the huge stud intensified his relentless pounding of his ass and Thor decided it was time to finish the job before they got caught. He hoisted Otto up against his body again and used his immense strength to fuck Otto standing up, hoisting him up and down on his mighty meatstick like the powerful sex god he was. "Oh fuck...That's the stuff. Get ready for the biggest load you've ever had.” Once again Thor grabbed the tangled locks of Otto's hair and pressed the dude's face hard into the cleft of his bulbous pecs, letting his huge scent wash over and relax him into stupor. Otto reflexively reached up and grabbed Thor's hard nipples, instinctively rolling and tugging on them to deepen the blonde's arousal. Thor growled deep within his chest again, savoring the feeling of euphoria as it built within him. He was going at breakneck speed now, filling Otto with foot long strokes of his thick cock and letting his huge balls slap against the virgin’s tight ass. Thor knew he was close now and he used all his willpower to hold off of cumming until he couldn’t stand it any longer. The friction and force of Otto’s tiny frame clamped down on his monstrous dong was stimulating him beyond what he expected. He could feel his cum roiling within his balls as he approached his orgasm. With one last deep thrust Thor groaned with satisfaction and unleashed a flood of cum into Otto's ravished ass. The huge bulky blonde growled and his huge bubble butt dimpled with each flex as he shot dozens of volleys of cum deep inside Otto. The thick seed flooded the smaller man's tunnel causing Otto an immediate blossom of warmth, followed by an erotic sensation of fullness. The sensation caused Otto to tip over the edge and without Thor having to even touch his leaking erection he suddenly came hard, blasting his own prodigious load of hot fresh cum all over both of their hard abs. Once Otto stopped shooting he panted and groaned into Thor's pecs, thinking that it was over. After a few second of coming down from his high he realized Thor was still fucking cumming. The Herculean muscle god's cock pulsed and shuddered as it continued to flood Otto's body with semen. The huge blonde's body was rigid with tension and each muscle flexing was perfectly outlined and defined, bulging almost unnaturally. Thor never took his eyes off of Otto and watched with intensity as the small man was filled completely by his seed. He came for close to a full minute, each beat of his virile manhood sending another healthy load inside the smaller man. Once he was finished he slowly relaxed and wrapped his arms protectively around Otto. "Mmmmm. God I've missed that feeling." Thor looked down on his body, drinking in the deep rejuvenating sensation of his post-nut bliss. Otto finally looked up from his place between Thor's pecs, completely in a daze, gently gripping his now round abdomen. "Don't worry man, that'll get fixed real quick." Thor explained. "W..wh..what do you mean?" "You haven't figured it out, yet?" Thor stroked his chin playfully and smiled devilishly. "Here. I'll show you." Otto gasped as he felt another pulse from Thor's cock still planted deep within him. The huge man closed his eyes and let out a low rising moan as his whole body seemed to shudder. Otto noticed that he had to grip slightly harder with his legs around Thor's waist, and his hands had to reestablish their hold on his bowling ball shoulders. Almost as if... "Holy shit you're growing." Thor's muscles rippled beneath Otto's fingertips and his body seemed to pulse with energy and motion. Every peak and valley across the blonde's hard body was deepening and more prominent, growing larger and firmer with each passing second. His wide broad chest began to swell outwards and his thick pectorals jutted out further and looked so full and heavy with taught muscle. Thor's rumbling moan continued and he inadvertently bounced the two huge slabs of iron muscle in front of Otto's face and his pink perfect nipples hardened with excitement. Otto ran his hands in amazement over the chiseled pectorals, amazed at how warm and inviting his broad slabs were and how big they had grown on him in an instant. Thor flexed his huge muscle tits, and they expand again a bit further. "Mmmmh. Oh yea. That's the stuff." Thor's arms steadily grew, expanding as he cupped his huge pecs and caressed himself, enjoying the effect the transformation was having on his libido. His biceps were left bigger with each flex as the monstrous stud flexed himself bigger with each passing wave of pleasure. Soon his humongous arms were close to world record breaking proportions. They were filled with pure testosterone and masculine power and Otto couldn't help but reach out to touch the immense balls of muscle as Thor continued growing. "It doesn't stop there..." The huge stud teased. Otto felt his fingers spread apart as Thor's glorious back and shoulders swelled in size, thickening his proportions and really emphasizing the huge breadth of his huge body. His lats and shoulders continued the bulking that was spreading all over his form, causing the whole of his torso to expand bigger and his muscle growth to cascade throughout his whole body. His already colossal back expanded it's V-shape and every single valley, trench, and crevice on his huge statuesque torso began to pump up with blood and become firmer. Stronger. More masculine. "Oh fuck. At this rate, I'll be the biggest dude in the house..." Otto could tell Thor was steadily growing a bit taller as he was held tight and stuffed dick and cum. He might have only added an inch or two in the total, but given his gigantic frame had just piled on copious amounts of pure hard muscle everywhere, he now looked like a literal fantasy character come to life. Everything about Thor's body exuded raw masculinity and dominance. It spoke to the primal portions of Otto's brain and compelled him to worship this man's muscled form as he was bred into submission. And he continued growing. Otto gasped and tried to contain his yelps of pleasure as Thor's cock came to life again inside him with a vengeance. The thick shaft was still rock hard but was slowly stretching his hole as the growth finally reached Thor's manhood. Otto squirmed in the muscle god's grasp as his hole was invaded deeper than ever before. He squeezed the stud's back harder and whimpered as he felt the huge cock invade him by at least another inch while it remained rock hard and pulsing vigorously. Thor's prodigious balls filled and churned with potent seed along with the cock growth and Thor chuckled to himself again. "Last one," Thor growled in Otto's ear. "Think you can hold it all?" Thor made quick use of his new leverage and pumped his hips backwards before hammering back home and cumming violently. The huge cock head erupted and filled Otto's battered hole with shot after shot of masculine essence. Otto gasped as his belly expanded even further with the new tide of virility, desperate to contain the enormity of man milk that he was being seeded with. Thor held his stretched stomach possessively as if guarding his prize, ensuring that every last drop made it's way inside the smaller man while held the smaller man's gaze with his own. At last his release abated. The huge stallion pulled his titanic meaty monster from Otto's ass and sat the exhausted voyeur back onto one of the tables in the empty and now thoroughly messy reading room. Otto was panting heavily and marveling at how big his stomach was now that he was stuffed full of cum. Thor stepped back to admire his own enhanced physique and flex his downright herculean body in front of his latest conquest. The statuesque Adonis posed and flexed every one of his enormous muscles one last time for his own amusement at for Otto's pleasure. "If you want to be anything like this" Thor said, gesturing vaguely to his shredded body, "You'd better clamp that ass down right now. The more cum you keep, the bigger you'll get.” Otto's breaths still came ragged and his gaze was unfocused but he nodded his understanding before his head fell back to rest on the table, utterly exhausted just like the rest of him. Satisfied at the broken man before him, Thor casually began to put on his clothes again. He was surprised that his pants still fit okay since his quads were now impossibly bigger and his ass was even perkier and more filled out than ever before, but no luck with the shirt. Try as he might he knew that he was simply too wide to fit his tight white shirt around his incredible muscular bulk. Thor cleaned up what cum he could with his old shirt and stuffed it in his back pocket. He'd made a mess for sure, but he'd gotten out of stickier situations before. Thor grabbed his phone and fired off a few texts to Jason to ensure their escape out of the library without anyone being any wiser, but it would take quite a while. Thor signed, resigned to his fate to wait until closing time when it would be darker outside. Otto was beginning to snore as he had fallen asleep after the stuffing of a lifetime and Thor smiled. Seeing the dude's stomach round and bloated with his own cum made him reminisce on his first time with a man from the fraternity. So much had changed since then and Thor honestly couldn't be happier about it. Being this attractive, huge and fucking hung was one of the best things that had ever happened to him. He wouldn't trade it for the world, even if he couldn't indulge in some of his previous hobbies like he used too. He bent down to pick up all the books Otto had dropped when his eye caught one of his favorite author's amongst the pile. Oh shit, the new Stephen King book? Maybe he'd get to read after all. *** Took a while to figure out what directly I wanted to take this in. I'm having difficulty trying to find a thread of plot before we go right to the good stuff. Too much of a good thing or something, right? I finally got an AI image of Thor (see below) that I think is close to how I see him in my head and decided he needed a bit of extra characterization to go along with it. Hope y'all enjoy!

Awesome, thank you!

Bless you, Joe! I’m glad you enjoyed it. Haha! You knew it was only a matter of time, mate! Awww - I’m glad you liked it so much, mate. I do have a bit of a soft spot for these characters so I knew I wanted to do something else with them!

Thanks so much, mate. I’m excited to share the McCarthy Classic story. There’s another one to come first though which is unrelated to these characters.

Hey - no worries at all. I've removed them as requested.

Part 9 I made it to the gym and swiped in. The greeter at the counter was lost for words. I said to the guy it's ok as he was staring at my pecs. I know they are huge, as I bounce them in his face, I get that alot, you can feel them a little later if you would like. He just nodded in agreement and I went on. I saw some of the old guys that wanted me to go the bodybuilding route which they must be on prep because they look real lean. I walked up behind one of them who was practicing his posing and I posed right behind him. I was always taller than him anyway but with my recent growth spurt in height and mass I absolutely made him look small. He just stopped and looked at me through the mirror and then tried to look at me in the face and only saw pecs. I just said to him I’m out of your weight class little guy and gave him a huge pat on the shoulder to throw him off balance a little bit and walked away. I moved over to the free weights to work on my arms, back, chest, and traps just light weight to see who was staring. But I noticed as I started doing barbell curls of 180lbs just to warm up my bicep peaks were getting a bit freakier looking like they were growing right before my eyes. Then I warmed up with the same 180lbs on the bench which I had to modify my position since I was already wider than a standard bench and my pecs being the size that they were are messing with my range of motion but I was able to get some reps in. The T-Bar row was good too but had to adjust my stance a little so the upward motion wouldn’t hit my pecs. I noticed a few eyes during my workout but I also noticed that my well Jason’s tank top was getting tighter. The only thing that kind of saved it from being torn was the fact it was drenched in sweat and clinged to my apparent growing body. I paused for an unneeded break so that the guys would feel brave to come and approach me. Like a moth to a flame. Some asked if they could have a worship session with me in the back and of course I obliged. The same greeter from the front led the pack to the back. It was only 3 of them and they honestly looked like some college kids but hey I was told to have a little fun. I didn’t really have to do much because they were all over me, feeling what they could. It was like the sweatier and muskier the area was they loved on it more. They all started on the waist down feeling on my ass and how firm it was, I told them to get one of the cans of energy drinks and just sit it on there to really see how it is. One of them stacked 4 cans on there and just was shocked and took pics of it. They started to compare how small their legs were in comparison to mine even, the bulging cock was getting attention in its containment. They were afraid of what it could potentially do if fully unleashed. That's fine I told them they weren’t ready for it anyway and that my upper body needed attention. I squatted a little so they could feel my arms which were bigger and meatier than their legs. One of them had the idea to hang on to my arm as I flexed my bicep. Of course still being a bit sweaty, they didn’t last long as my peaks rose in height. I sat down to give them an opportunity to really massage my pecs. One of them pulled and tugged on my nipples through the tank top while the other 2 began massaging a pec each. I don’t know if it was the rubbing, the pulling, the tugging, or all of the above but I felt with everything going on my nipples were getting fatter, longer, and harder. I could also feel my pecs slowly swelling. The 2 massaging were a bit slower to notice the changes but the one working my nipples immediately saw it. But before anything could be said my cock had enough and ripped through my shorts to make its grand appearance. Everyone stopped and marveled at my cock arching above my pecs while seated. The sight of everything that happened sent all 3 of them over the edge and they began to cum in their shorts. I sat for a second and looked at my 3 worshipers who passed out from exhaustion. Hell if they were worn out just from my cock just bursting out of my shorts then I can only imagine what else could happen in the future with sessions. I wondered if this is what Jason did but also realized that I can’t leave like this with my cock out and swinging, its indecent exposure but who would really challenge me. But still I found some branded gym shorts on a table nearby. I struggled to get them up as they were real tight which didn’t help bring my cock down to something soft and manageable but trying to get it down to size made me realize it too looked bigger than before not that I am complaining but shit. I finally got everything together and was able to leave out the back to head home. I left my tattered shorts for the guys as a souvenir and began to make my way home. I walked into the house with Jason lounging. He jumped up and said that I looked very pumped. I just smirked and said well ya know, as I was bouncing my pecs. Jason walked towards me still looking down at me but not by much. Looking at my erect nipples and pumped arms, Jason offered to get his once former tank top off me and was amazed that he had to basically peel the sweaty thing off but also that the indentions made by my nipples were still visible as if they were still in the tank. He caressed them and thought to himself how even now his don’t compare to mine. He absentmindedly started to swirl his finger around my actual nipples and began to pull and tug on them. Just like what happened at the gym my cock responded and freed itself from my shorts and started to rise between us being held up by our massive pecs. He was ready to lean forward and begin to service my growing and hardening member but stopped short of doing so like a command was given. He stepped back a few paces and looked me up and down in my hard and horny state and only said I guess you are going to start walking around naked now. And flicked a nipple before walking away. Looking at myself in the mirror I said I guess so. Flexing and admiring what I have become.

Hi, would you maybe just mind removing the email addresses from the post or changing "gmail" to "qmail" or something like that, just in case those are actually people's emails?

Awesome! Many thanks! I hope we will see much more of Alan!

I love it! Layer upon layer upon layer! @muscleaddict Thanks for your latest cornucopia of stories! We're spoiled for choice! The "Bodybuilder on a Train" was a great exercise in character development AND in eliciting emotion (tenderness? passion? uncertainty? Excitement!) in very believable ways! " The Arrival" - I'm reading this now. The colloquialisms are mostly correct. One note: In the U.S., it's a "tank top" or a "string t" or a "muscle shirt" , not a "vest". "Vests" are worn with suits, usually by someone is trying to be dressed up. Otherwise, I'd say "Archie" is on his way to an "A" in his writing class! I will comment more as I read more! Mdlftr

Long time lurker here! Finally got down to writing something. It's a bit influenced by some works by absqrst and agmsye, but I hope it's not too plagiarism-y. Feel free to leave your feedback. I hope yall enjoy! Part 1: "What's my name?!" Alan yelled as he thrust his new huge cock into Max's muscular ass. "A... Alan!" Max spit out in pain and pleasure, as Alan easily held Max's big, muscular body with his newly gained muscles. Just a week ago, nobody could even think something like this could happen - small, nerdy Alan topping Max, the quarterback and a big hunk. "*You'll regret bullying me.*" Alan mumbled between thrusts. His huge muscular arms held the big jock boy in place as his ass kept on being ravaged by the muscle god. "*I'm gonna make you and all you jocks my bitches.*" Max just kept on moaning. Ever since Alan got his hands on the reality altering device, the jocks' days and nights looked like this. The once short Alan was now taller than the whole Football team by at least a foot. His once stick-thin body was now the epitome of muscularity - his huge pecs bouncing and his magnificent biceps flexing as he fucked Max into bliss. His once pimpled, ugly face was now the envy of all men, with its wide chin and its defined cheekbones. And, most importantly, his once tiny dicklet was now a jaw-breaking, ass-destroying, pussy-watering battering ram of a cock, adorned with two huge, orange-sized balls. "Oh, you like that, big boy, don't you?" Alan whispered in Max's ear as he went down with his huge body onto Max's muscular back, still thrusting rhythmically into Max's boy-pussy. "You love being fucked by a bigger man." "Ungh...Uh-ha..." Max made sounds of agreement as he clenched his mouth in pain. Alan kept fucking Max's ass, and all the while reminisced about the times when it was Max who towered over him, who shoved him around and made him feel small and weak. That made him fuck Max's ass even harder. He also remembered how he found the transformation device in a package on his desk; How he used it to make himself a muscular sex-god, and make all the big, muscular jocks his bitchs; How he changed reality so that everyone would think he had always been this huge and perfect; How he changed reality to make it so that no one bats an eye when he fucks a jock during class, or in the hallway, or when the teachers ask him to demonstrate gay sex during sex-ed classes. "That's just how it is.", they think, it doesn't feel weird to them at all. "Uh! Oh! You're the best, Alan! The best!!" Max yelled, his abs and pecks laying on his school desk. "You two," The teacher, Ms. Adams, turned around from the board and said. She looked mildly annoyed from the noise, but other than that, she didn't notice anything strange. "Keep it down there." "Sure thing, Ms. Adams. Sorry." Alan said with a model's smile as he put his hand on max's mouth and thrust harder into Max's ass. "*Look what you did, big boy,*" Alan whispered into Max's ear, still smiling. "Now I'm gonna have to fuck you harder, as punishment." "Unghh," Max made some noises through Alan's big hand, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. "*Good boy.*" Alan said, as he fucked Max even harder. He felt his huge balls slapping against Max's smaller ones, his thick cock destroying Max's boy-cunt, and his pecks pressing against Max's broad back. He loved it. Another thing Alan changed about himself was his stamina. He made it so that he could fuck for hours without ever cumming, and that whenever he wants to, he can release a strong, thick stream of hot and heavy cum. "Take it all, bitch," Alan said as he pressed his cock even further into Max's ass. "I'm gonna fuck you the whole lesson through. You better be listening to the teacher, because I'm not finishing until she finishes, big boy." Max nodded with his eyes still rolled to the back of his head, his cock spitting pre-cum like a water hose. Alan smiled and kept on pounding Max's tight, muscular ass. 'Oh, thank god for the transformation device.' He thought as he kept railing the big jock moaning beneath him. "And that's how we use Newton's equations to prove Kepler's third law," Ms. Adams turned around and said. "I hope you've been paying attention, Max. I'm getting close." Alan said, even though he didn't get "close", he could just cum gallons whenever he wanted. "Y-yeah!" Max yelled in the middle of the class, which caught the teacher's attention. "Yes, Alan..." He corrected himself quietly, his face turning bright red, his cock throbbing even harder from the embarrassment. Alan made sure all the jocks were now really turned on by humiliation, even though the sex itself wasn't humiliating for them, it was just ordinary. "Is there anything you'd like to share with the rest of the class, Mr. Gayass?" The teacher asked. Alan remembered all the last names he gave the jocks with his device and and smirked, still fucking Max's ass, as if nothing had happened. "Come on, tell her, Mr. Gayass." Alan said, ravaging Max's asshole with his sood-to-cum rod of heavenly sex meat. "Um... Ungh...." Max moaned. "Alan.... No, Mr. Horsecock," Max corrected himself. "Just... Ugh... Told me he's going to cum in my ass, and that made me really happy. Sorry for shouting..." "Oh, that's so sweet." The teacher said with a genuine smile. "Now, where was I..." Alan continued thrusting harder and faster into Max, and with every thrust, Max's ass tightened around his thick, veiny cock. "Fuck!" Alan said, as he let a strong, thick rope of cum fire deep inside Max's asshole. "Ooh..." Max moaned as Alan's thick cum filled his asshole. Alan kept cumming for a good few minutes. Max's belly swole, all the gallons of cum inside of it filling it up. Alan already filled the floor with the viril cum that got out of Max's tight asshole, before pulling his softening cock out of Max's ass. "Now, clean my cock." Alan said, still holding his softening horse cock in his hand. "Sure, Alan." Max said as he took Alan's thick cock into his mouth, tasting his own ass along with the sweet taste of Alan's cum. Alan was about to sit back in his seat, when he saw the teacher turn towards him and Max. "Thank you for your honesty, Mr. Gayass, I really do appreciate it." The teacher said, her eyes looking apologetic. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." "Don't worry about him, Ms. Adams." Alan said with a smile, as Max cleaned his cock, which was starting to harden again. "I know he likes it." "Now, we have only 5 minutes left until the bell rings. So I'll just review the notes. Are there any jocks here to clean the floor of all of Mr. Horsecock's ejaculate?" "I volunteer." A tall, blonde jock raised his hand from the front row. It was Jason. "Of course, Mr. Cumthroat." Ms. Adams said. "Thank you, ma'am," Jason said, as he lowered his head and started lapping at the pool of cum on the floor, while Alan's cock started throbbing in Max's mouth. Alan smiled. He really liked this world he created. Part 2: "Oh, Alan!" The big jock moaned, as his tight hole got pounded by the muscular stud behind him. "Your cock feels so good, Alan!" "Of course it does, slut." Alan said with a smug smile as he gripped the jock's hips tighter. His big cock slid in and out of the jock's tight, pink hole, his big balls slapping against the jock's big, yet smaller than Alan's, ones. "It's because I'm your alpha." Alan was at it again, fucking one of the jocks on the field, with all the jocks and the other students around them playing football. Some of them glanced over from time to time, but they all focused on the game and ignored the scene completely. It was routine in football practice. Every practice, it was a different player's Duty to be destroyed by the team's cum-boy, a now common position in sports teams, in this new reality. "Please, Alan," The jock, Stan, begged, his muscular, sweaty back facing the huge cum-boy. "I want your cum. Please give me your cum." "You know you don't get the cum until the practice is over, Stanley." Alan said in his normal speaking voice, while still fucking the muscular boy's big ass ruthlessly. "Now, you need to practice your bottoming skills. You want to be a professional player, don't you?" "Ugh," Stan grunted. "Yeah, you do." Alan said, making long, strong thrusts into the jock's big ass. "Now, I'm gonna fuck you hard, and you'll moan and beg like a little bitch. What's my name, big boy?" "Alan!" Stan yelled as his guts were rearranged by Alan's massive ass-destroyer. "I'm being fucked by Alan! His cock is the best thing in this world!!" "*Oh, I love it when you bitchs say my name...*" Alan moaned and made slowly-paced but deep trusts into Stan's bubble butt, his left hand playing with the erect nipple on the jock's big, muscular left peck. "Oh, Alan, thank you!" Stan yelled. "My hole was made for your cock! Thank you so much for being our cum-boy! What would we do without you?" "That's a good muscle bitch," Alan said with a smile, still thrusting in and out of Stan's tight hole. Alan grabbed Stan's short hair, and with it, started thrusting into Stan's ass more rapidly. 'Fuck! I love this new reality! They're all so muscular and big, but they're my total cock sluts now.' He thought as he kept the pace. Stan moaned like an animal. He had done this so many times, or so he thought, and he still loved it every time like it was his first. The feeling of a thick, big, fat cock destroying his hole and claiming him like a big muscle bitch always sent shivers down his spine, and made his own thick cock throb. "Ungh..." When Alan changed reality, he didn't change the jocks' sexualities. They were still mostly straight, but he made it so that they all knew that having Alan fuck their brains out was the most normal thing in the world, and they all loved the feeling, too. Alan loved thinking about the big, muscular jocks fucking their own girlfriends, but being becoming total bottom cock sluts for him. He wondered if they think of him when they fuck their girlfriends. The thought turned him on. He grabbed Stan's hips, and thrust his big monster with more force then before. His thick, long, veiny cock easily found the jock's prostate, and sent shockwaves through his body, making his cock and his balls twitch and leak. "Ah! FUCK!" Stan yelled as his prostate got hammered by the huge, god-like cock. Alan just smiled and kept thrusting. The sound of his big balls slapping against the jock's smaller ones and the smell of sweaty man-musk was the only thing he could sense. His cock throbbed inside Stan's tight ass, and his balls were hanging low, full of hot, juicy cum. "Do you have a girlfriend, Stan?" Alan said as he pressed his huge, sweaty pecks against Stan's broad back, his hard nipples smushed between the linebacker's muscular back and the cum-boy's bigger pecs. "*Yes*" Stan moaned, his eyes rolled to the back of his head. "Do you love her? Like, are you genuinely in love with her?" Alan asked as his huge cock impaled Stan's ass repeatedly. "*Yes*" Stan answered. "Do you fuck her, Stanley?" Alan asked, as he kept the slow, deep trusts. "*Yes*" "Do you think of me when you're doing her, big boy?" Alan asked with a smirk as his cock kept thrusting and throbbing inside Stan's hole. "Yes!" Stan said with a moan. "Every time!" "Good boy..." Alan said. "What do you think, big boy? What do you think when your cock is in her pussy?" "*I-I think of your huge cock fucking me*" Stan said as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was filled with pain and pleasure from the big, muscular man making him his bottom bitch. "I think of being a muscle bottom for you, Alan. I love it." "Well," Alan whispered into the jock's ear. "What do you want us to do when you fuck her?" "*I-I want you to come with me,*" Stan said in a moan, his eyes still shut. "And fuck me in her bed. My ass feels empty when I have an erection fucking her. It's just not right. I should be hard when you plow me into the wall, or into a desk, or into a matress." "That sounds perfect." Alan said as he pulled out his cock and slapped the jock's muscular ass. "Now, practice some moaning, big boy. Remember, I'm not gonna cum until practice is over, and you won't get my load until you learn how to act like a proper bitch." "Yes, sir." Stan said as he looked back with a smile, his legs shaking and his ass gaping. "Good boy." Alan said as he patted the jock's cheek. "For every hot moan, I'll thrust my cock deep into your submissive ass. Ready, big boy?" "Yes, sir." "Good." Alan said as he positioned his cock on the linebacker's big ass and slowly started thrusting it into the jock's tight hole. "Now, moan like a bitch, slut." "Uh..." Stan moaned. "Louder." Alan said as he pulled his cock out and thrust it back in, hard. "AH!" Stan moaned loudly. "Good." Alan said with a smile as he pulled his full length out and slammed it all the way in again. Stan started moaning rhythmically, and with his moans, came long, full, big thrusts of Alan's massive rod. "Oh, please, sir!" Stan said as Alan fucked him harder and harder. "I need your cock! I need your cum! Please, Alan!" The game seemed to have ended, the players all packing up and going into the locker room. "Oh, big boy," Alan said, making strong, rapid thrusts into the big, muscular ass. "It seems like it's actually time for you to get your meal." "Oh... Uh.... Please, I need it...." Stan moaned. "How do you ask, big boy?" Alan asked smirkingly. "Please cum in my ass, Alan! I need my cum meal to be a good football player!" Stan yelled, in heat. "Ah!" Alan came with a loud grunt, shooting thick, heavy packets of cum into the jock's tight ass. "Ah! Oh! Ngh! Ah!" Alan kept on thrusting and cumming, filling the jock's now inflated gut with more and more semen. "Th... Th.... Thank you, Alan." Stan barely let out, exhausted and in pleasure from the meal he had just anally received. Alan finally pulled out of the jock. "Don't let go of me, Alan." The big, strong, muscular jock softly said, his big brown eyes looking up into Alan's. "I don't think I could stand on my own right now." 'Oh, I love this new reality.' Alan thought and smiled.

This is shaping up to be a very hot, story! Right up my ally! One suggestion I have though, maybe slow down the growth scenes a bit. Let Justin, and the reader, enjoy them as they happen. But other than that, great stuff so far!

Love this. Looking forward to the God slaughtering more insects

Hey all, happy to be the first to break the ice and make a post here. It's a shame that there are so few people here and in the other group it's apparently impossible to post, but here goes. I'm a 29 yo art student in Argentina, started working out a couple months ago and I wanna get huge. Skinny athletic build starting to pack on some meat, willing to show progress and send videos of the growth, RP and send NSFW material. If anyone is interested, HMU. As an aside, I think that sponsoring requests / propositions should be normalized through good inquiry forms. Something like filling out paperwork, and there should be a thread for calling out fake sponsor bait. I think this could help organize and encourge successful sponsorings, since it seems there is little success in that regard in general.

Part 2 As Justin’s transformation reached its peak, something shifted in him. The sheer power and size he now possessed began to affect his personality. He felt invincible, and with that came a newfound arrogance. One afternoon, after an intense workout session, Justin stood before a full-length mirror in Will’s home gym, admiring his colossal physique. His towering 6’4” frame, now packed with 260 pounds of rock-solid muscle, was an intimidating sight. Justin flexed his enormous biceps, watching the veins pop and the muscle swell with satisfaction. “Will,” Justin called out, his voice deep and commanding, “come here.” Will approached, a mixture of pride and curiosity in his eyes. “What’s up, Justin?” Justin turned to face him, his expression cocky. “Look at you, boy. You’re nothing compared to me now,” he said, a smirk playing on his lips. “I’m a beast, and you’re just a shadow.” Will felt a jolt of something unexpected. He was used to being the biggest and strongest, but seeing Justin’s newfound confidence, and hearing the commanding tone in his voice, stirred something inside him. Justin stepped closer, towering over Will. “Check this out,” he said, pulling down his shorts to reveal his massive cock, now an impressive 10 inches. “Even this is bigger than yours. How does it feel, being outclassed in every way?” Will’s heart pounded. He couldn’t deny the arousal he felt from Justin’s dominance. There was something intoxicating about the way Justin flaunted his superiority. Justin noticed the change in Will’s demeanor and chuckled. “You like this, don’t you? Being put in your place by someone bigger, stronger?” He flexed his biceps again, the sheer size of them dwarfing Will’s impressive but smaller muscles. Will nodded slowly, unable to hide the excitement in his eyes. “Yeah, I do,” he admitted, his voice low. Justin’s grin widened. “Good. Because from now on, you’re going to be my boy. I’m the alpha here, and you’re just here to serve me.” Will felt a thrill run through him. The idea of being dominated by the very person he had helped transform was exhilarating. “Yes, Justin,” he replied, his voice filled with a mix of submission and excitement. Justin placed a hand on Will’s shoulder, his grip firm and possessive. “That’s right. Now, let’s see just how good you are at pleasing your new master.” As Justin continued to assert his dominance, Will found himself increasingly aroused by the power dynamic. The shift in their relationship was unexpected, but it awakened something in both of them. Will had unlocked a new level of strength in Justin, and now, Justin was unlocking a new side of Will. Together, they explored the boundaries of power, strength, and submission, finding pleasure in the roles they had assumed. As the days passed, Justin fully embraced his role as the dominant force in their dynamic. Will found himself increasingly drawn to Justin’s commanding presence, his excitement growing with every display of Justin’s power. The new routine became a thrilling part of their lives, with Will calling Justin “sir” and relishing in the feeling of submission. One evening, after an intense workout session, Will and Justin were cooling down in the gym. Justin was shirtless, his massive chest and arms glistening with sweat, his cocky grin ever-present as he admired himself in the mirror. Will, now fully accustomed to his role, stood nearby, his eyes filled with admiration and desire. “Will,” Justin said, turning to face him, “you’ve done a good job today. I think you deserve a reward.” “Thank you, sir,” Will replied, his voice filled with genuine respect and excitement. Justin flexed his biceps, watching Will’s reaction. “You know, boy, I’m feeling pretty generous. How would you like to see your master get even bigger?” Will’s eyes widened, the idea thrilling him. “Yes, sir. I’d love that. I want to see you grow even more powerful.” Justin’s grin widened. “Good. Because I want to be the biggest, most powerful man you’ve ever seen. Make me even larger, Will. Make me a true giant.” Will nodded eagerly, his heart pounding with anticipation. He focused intensely on Justin, channeling all his energy into making him grow. He visualized Justin’s muscles expanding, his height increasing, and his overall presence becoming even more imposing. Justin began to feel the familiar sensation of growth, but this time it was even more intense. His muscles swelled, his chest broadening further, his biceps bulging to an unbelievable size. His thighs thickened, and his back widened until he looked like a living colossus. His height increased as well, reaching an astounding 6’8”, making him tower over Will even more than before. Justin’s cock also grew, now a massive 12 inches, adding to his overall intimidating and dominant appearance. He looked down at Will, his eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and hunger for more. “How do I look, boy?” Justin asked, his voice deeper and more commanding than ever. Will gazed up at Justin, awe and arousal flooding his senses. “You look incredible, sir. You’re a true giant. There’s no one like you.” Justin flexed his massive arms, the sheer size of his muscles almost defying belief. “That’s right. And don’t you forget it. You’re mine, Will. And now, I want you to worship your master.” Will fell to his knees, his heart pounding with excitement and reverence. “Yes, sir,” he replied, his voice filled with unwavering devotion. As Will worshiped Justin, the bond between them grew stronger. Together, they continued to explore the limits of their dynamic, knowing that as long as they had each other, there were no boundaries they couldn’t surpass. Will: • Height: 6’2” • Weight: 215 pounds • Chest: 48 inches • Waist: 32 inches • Biceps: 18 inches • Thighs: 26 inches • Calves: 17 inches • Neck: 17 inches • Cock Size: 8 inches Justin (initially): • Height: 5’10” • Weight: 170 pounds • Chest: 40 inches • Waist: 32 inches • Biceps: 14 inches • Thighs: 22 inches • Calves: 14 inches • Neck: 15 inches • Cock Size: 6 inches Justin: (Now) • Height: 6’8” • Weight: 300 pounds • Chest: 60 inches • Waist: 32 inches • Biceps: 26 inches • Thighs: 36 inches • Calves: 20 inches • Neck: 20 inches • Cock Size: 12 inches

That’s the goal

Go and get big as I can make them akneel before this big m*********** cock. This one is just starting off with a big fat mushroom cap on the dripping onto his vascular body

Long time lurker or all the amazing stories here. Tried my hand at my first ever muscle growth story. Hope you guys enjoy! Definitely a big learning curve but I have the full story finished and will release it in parts! Adding this here instead since it does have an ending at some point. Sorry new to posting Part 1 Will had always been the largest guy in the neighborhood, his towering 6’2” frame and muscular build making him a standout figure. But what nobody knew was that Will had a unique ability: he could control other people’s muscle growth with just his thoughts. He had discovered this power a few months ago and had been cautious with it, not wanting to draw unnecessary attention. One sunny afternoon, Will was on his way back from the gym, his muscles pumped and glistening with sweat. He spotted his neighbor, Justin, in his front yard, struggling with a heavy bag of mulch. Justin was much smaller than Will, standing at 5’10” and lean. He had always admired Will’s physique, often commenting on his dedication and discipline. As Will watched Justin struggle, an idea sparked in his mind. He focused on Justin, envisioning his muscles growing larger, his strength increasing. Almost immediately, Justin’s arms began to swell, his biceps expanding, straining against the sleeves of his T-shirt. His chest broadened, and his abs tightened into a defined six-pack. Justin dropped the bag of mulch, staring in shock as his body transformed. “Will, what’s happening to me?” Justin exclaimed, his voice tinged with panic and excitement. Will walked over, a knowing smile on his face. “Don’t worry, Justin. I’ve given you a little help. How does it feel?” Justin flexed his newly enlarged biceps, a grin spreading across his face. “This is incredible! I feel so powerful!” “Good,” Will replied. “You deserve it. I’ve seen how hard you work, and I thought you could use a boost. Don’t worry there is more where that came from stud.” As the days passed, Justin grew more accustomed to his new size and strength. He joined Will at the gym, eager to see how far he could push his enhanced physique. Will guided him, offering tips and encouragement. But the more time they spent together, the more Will felt the temptation to use his power again. One evening, as they were working out, Will decided to push Justin further. He focused, and Justin’s muscles responded, swelling even larger. His traps bulged, his thighs thickened, and his back widened until he was almost as large as Will. “Wow, Will, this is insane!” Justin exclaimed, flexing in the mirror. Completely aroused and turned on my his own body. But Will’s power was growing, and so was his ambition. He began to wonder how far he could take Justin’s transformation. One night, while they were both at the gym, Will decided to test his limits. As Justin was lifting weights, Will focused intensely, channeling all his energy into Justin’s body. Justin’s muscles erupted in size, his biceps ballooning to 20 inches, his chest expanding to 50 inches, and his thighs growing to an enormous 28 inches. His once snug gym clothes now looked painted on, struggling to contain his massive frame. The veins on his arms and legs popped out, and his abs became even more chiseled, looking like they were carved from stone. Justin let out a roar, dropping the weights as he flexed his newfound size. “This is unbelievable! I feel unstoppable! Fuck I am becoming such an alpha!” Will watched, a mixture of pride, fear and a hint of envy. “You look incredible, Justin. I’ve never pushed someone this far before. How does it feel?” Justin’s eyes were wild with excitement. “It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt! I can’t believe how strong I am!” Will couldn’t help but smile. “There’s still more where that came from. Let’s see just how far we can go.” Over the next few weeks, Will continued to enhance Justin’s physique, pushing him to new heights. Justin’s body became a marvel of muscle, his measurements surpassing even Will’s. He now stood at a solid 240 pounds, his biceps measuring an incredible 22 inches, his chest a massive 52 inches, and his thighs a staggering 30 inches. His cock had grown to a formidable 9 inches, adding to his overall impressive physique. The neighborhood couldn’t believe the transformation. Justin had gone from a lean, struggling yard worker to a colossal powerhouse, rivaling the most dedicated bodybuilders. Will’s secret was safe, but his influence was clear. The power he wielded was addictive, and he knew that Justin was just the beginning. Will: Height: 6’2” Weight: 215 pounds Chest: 48 inches Waist: 32 inches Biceps: 18 inches Thighs: 26 inches Calves: 17 inches Neck: 17 inches Cock Size: 8 inches Justin (initially): • Height: 5’10” • Weight: 170 pounds • Chest: 40 inches • Waist: 32 inches • Biceps: 14 inches • Thighs: 22 inches • Calves: 14 inches • Neck: 15 inches • Cock Size: 6 inches Justin: (After growth) • Height: 5’10” • Weight: 240 pounds • Chest: 52 inches • Waist: 28 inches • Biceps: 22 inches • Thighs: 30 inches • Calves: 18 inches • Neck: 18 inches • Cock Size: 9 inches As Will continued to experiment with his power, he decided to push the boundaries even further. He wondered if he could not only increase Justin’s muscle mass but also his height. One evening, while they were working out together, Will focused his energy on Justin, envisioning him growing taller. He concentrated harder than ever before, feeling the power surge through him. Justin, who was mid-rep, suddenly felt a strange sensation. His body began to stretch, his bones elongating and muscles expanding to accommodate the new height. He dropped the weights, standing up straight as he felt himself grow. “Will, what’s happening now?” Justin asked, his voice filled with a mix of awe and excitement. Will watched in amazement as Justin grew taller, his frame becoming even more imposing. “Just trust me, Justin. You’re going to like this.” Justin’s height increased steadily until he stood at an impressive 6’4”. His muscles swelled even larger to match his new height, making him an absolute powerhouse. Will marveled at the transformation, knowing they had reached a new level. Justin: • Height: 6’4” • Weight: 260 pounds • Chest: 54 inches • Waist: 30 inches • Biceps: 23 inches • Thighs: 32 inches • Calves: 19 inches • Neck: 18 inches • Cock Size: 10 inches Justin looked down at his new form, his eyes wide with disbelief. “Will, this is incredible! I’m a giant!” Will grinned, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction. “You deserve it, Justin. You’ve worked hard, and now you’re the biggest, strongest guy around.” The two continued their training, knowing that with Will’s power, there were no limits to what they could achieve. Will knew deep down, that this was going to get out of hand fast. The thought turned him on immensely.

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A bald man walked through a dark hallway full of flickering lights in an underground laboratory, that man with a well-built body, but in an ordinary way, lay dressed in a white shirt and black dress pants and a tie of the same color. slightly out of adjustment, the man was sweating profusely and his walk was slow but sure as he went down that hallway. A communicator was placed in his left ear, which looked like a small hearing aid, that man in a white shirt was none other than Lex Luthor who was heading to another sector of his underground laboratory, just below his company LEXCORP, that place was protected from the sight of his nemesis, Superman, since the outer layer of the entire area it covered was covered in lead to prevent the hero's X-ray vision. A voice in Lex's ear communicator was heard: — Mr. Luthor, Parasite is already in the cell — Very well, I think it's time for me to go visit our guest, I need something important from him... Luthor soon passed through an automatically sealed reinforced door, and positioned himself in Parasite's cell, a large specially reinforced glass was dividing the two subjects, Parasite looked quite weak and somewhat disoriented, while Luthor looked at him coldly. - You don't look good at all... —The great Lex Luthor is bringing me to his underground laboratory, I must be someone important then… —In fact you are not, but you have something that interests me… — Fuck you Luthor, I won't give you anything. Parasite said while flashing a sly smile on his face. — It's too bad that you don't want to cooperate, don't worry, it's not necessary to have your consent for it. Luthor pressed a button and mechanical arms with pincers snaked down from the top of the cell, immediately focusing their pincers in the direction of the prisoner. — I think you will notice that I can be very persuasive my friend... Parasite, still being quite weak, fought a little against the mechanical arms, but it didn't take him long to fall before them, each arm took hold of one of its extremities, and soon a mechanical arm, very thin compared to the others, emerged from the same place as the previous ones with a syringe. Parasite tried to drain the energy from the machines, but Lex just smiled. — Oh, don't even bother, they have a special coating to prevent you from draining their energy Parasite looked at Luthor with hatred, and he didn't even bother to pay attention to him anymore, so he proceeded to give a message over the communicator. —Proceed to extract the sample… - Yes sir, we proceed... The mechanical arm began to move the syringe in the direction of the prisoner's neck. —You will see that it will not be something pleasant for you… — No, wait Luthor, I'll give you whatever you want!!!!! Parasite struggled futilely to free himself and his face began to turn into despair and then terror as the needle slowly advanced. — Oh, of course you'll give me what I want, but unfortunately for you this is the only way. Luthor said as he continued to stare blankly at his hostage, then shook his head in affirmation. Quickly and precisely, the needle was inserted into the base of Parasite's skull, and he let out a piercing scream of terror that was beyond belief. The cell was not perceptible because they had muted the cell's audio. The needle extracted a purplish-colored liquid while the subject spasmed in pain. Lex gave a very slight smile of satisfaction as he watched the syringe fill with that precious liquid. - I told you, I get what I want... Luthor mentioned while Parasite felt a chill running through his body due to that statement that was being fulfilled at that moment. Soon the syringe finished filling and four more came out to do the same. Parasite felt even more dizzy and weak, but he could still stand a little. —Proceed to put the guest to sleep… A blue gas began to fill the cell and Parasite little by little suffocated, in such a way that he soon remained kneeling on the floor coughing and later became unconscious. — Don't worry, you won't die, I just put you to sleep, I hope you like staying here for the rest of your life, by the way, thank you for giving me what I wanted so much... Luthor proceeded to turn off all the lights in the cell and slowly and firmly left that place. In his mind, the plan that for years had been his last option to destroy that conceited Superman, but soon that alien, began to take shape. He would have what he deserved, he would know what it would be like to truly feel terror, Superman's world would crumble, it would be completely destroyed and it would be Lex's as his most cherished dream came true.

Never mind. Found them

Where can I find Parts 1 and 2

Another great chapter! I'd like to see Alex overpowering the other three in a friendly wrestling or arm wrestling match, especially if he did it in his "muscle model" body. I can't wait for the next installment. bb