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Some of the characters in this story are from my first story, Vaccinated. It’s not essential that you’ve read that story first, but you’ll have a better idea of the characters and their histories and motivations if you have. The events in this story take place after the end of Vaccinated, but before the Epilogue. The pace of updates for this one will be a little slower, unfortunately. Hope you enjoy. EDIT: This story contains spoilers to the events in Vaccinated, so if you're still reading that, or haven't read it yet and want to, you should probably hold off on reading this one until you're done with that one. ———————————— THE BIKIE GANG - PART ONE Jake was a Good Guy.™ But, he had a sadistic streak that his day to day life did not allow him to explore. He sought to change that. He loved riding his Harley. The feeling of power between his legs, the throbbing vibrations against his bulge, the manspreading, the showcasing of his physique - powerful quads sweeping out, arse cheeks prominent, tiny waist broadening out to massive boulder shoulders. His body on display to all. He loved having a passenger on the back, needing to wrap their arms around his powerful lats and hold onto his abs. If she was a woman, the tits pressing into his back felt just as good as if it was a man’s bulge pressing into his arse. He also loved how obnoxiously loud his bike’s exhaust was. Not only did it draw attention to him everywhere he went, it horned him up every time he heard it. Whether idling, or powering out under load, the throaty growl of the engine matched the roar of the exhaust, the reactions of bystanders, cursing him and finding his bike obnoxious just adding to the appeal. He decided he’d form a bikie club, gather like minded guys together, and form the greatest criminal enterprise in the country. An outlaw club, a true outlet for his sadism. But, he did not want just any bikie gang, he wanted to limit membership, ensure only the best of the best were even considered for membership. Only the biggest, strongest, and hottest need apply. Jake was co-owner of the best gym in the country - a two-branch gym, one on either side of the country, which had the greatest range of equipment, access to the best trainers, coaches, doctors and, with almost every cop in the city as a member, he had extensive contacts within police ranks, even including internal affairs. He thought he could emulate the gym’s success - unlike most gyms, steroids were much more openly discussed and available, with access even arranged by the gym’s concierges for members. There were so many cops as members, the chances of ever being raided in a steroid sting were, effectively, zero. And if it was ever in the pipeline, he would find out well before the raid through his extensive contacts. If his club also counted a heavy police presence amongst its members, he reasoned the club could similarly act with impunity, law enforcement unlikely to ever do anything, and if there ever was to be a raid or investigation, he would find out well before, and the cops would never be able to officially pin anything on him or the club. And, if the worst did come to the worst, he had his business partners (one of whom was his best friend and would have his back, no matter what), who both had a unique and incredibly powerful ability as a result of an experimental vaccine. They could ‘hear’ their sperm and, when they ejaculated inside someone, they could control their sperm, make it burrow into their bloodstream so the sperm would be carried to the person’s brain. Once in the brain, they would have access to the person’s subconscious, where they could make changes to any bodily function and system for a short time until the person’s immune system kills off the sperm. So if he was ever arrested, a couple of cumshots or a smear or two of pre into the arresting officers, and he’ d be released before it ever got to the prosecutor. If it got to the prosecutor, again, a cumshot or smear of pre or two, and the case would be dropped. If it got to trial…. Well, you get the idea. So what was his plan to limit the members? It was… complicated. Members had to pass an initial physical criteria assessment, which was based on a list of physical criteria and abilities that he had created. This listed both physical attributes - height, weight, body fat percentage, dick size - and physical abilities, such as number of pull ups they could perform, how far/fast they could run, that sort of thing. The list of criteria was all objective, except for the attractive/sexy attribute - which required a simple majority vote of existing full members to pass - so 50% of members + 1 indicating they thought the candidate was attractive and/or sexy. Passing this criteria was a mandatory requirement to pass the overall assessment. If they passed the physical criteria assessment, they could join as a prospect, but would only become a full member if they passed the full member test. Each prospect’s membership test was different, set by a committee of existing members, but usually involved a test of loyalty to the club, and a criminal element that proved the prospect’s willingness to break the law. It was an outlaw club, after all. The list of criteria was vain, and shallow, to be sure, but it was his club, and if he wanted to eliminate tiny-dicks, twigs and dwarfs, if he wanted to be surrounded by tall, hunky, muscular studs, well, who the fuck are we to question that? Each criteria had two components - an absolute limit, where no person could be admitted if they were below/above that limit, no matter how good their other attributes, and a preferred limit, which the applicants were expected to meet for all but one of their criteria. Each member was only allowed one attribute between the absolute limit and preferred limit, and only if they had at least one other exceptional attribute. If they had two criteria in this range, they were excluded from consideration. So, for example, the Height criteria was 6’ absolute and 6’3” preferred. If an applicant met all other preferred criteria, but was only 6’1”, they they could still be considered, if one of their other attributes, for example, dick length, was exceptional. But if the applicant was only 5’11”, they were excluded, no matter how massive their cock. It was a complex system, yes, but it ensured only the fittest, biggest, strongest, most virile sexy studs could be members. The full criteria list was as follows. Attractive/Hot: Absolute: Yes Height: Absolute: 6’/183cm+ Preferred: 6’3”/191cm+ BodyWeight (BW): Absolute: 198lbs/90kg+ Preferred: 220lbs/100kg+ Bodyfat: Absolute: <18% Preferred: <12% Dick length: Absolute: 8”/20cm+ Preferred: 10”/25cm+ Pushups: Absolute: 40+ Preferred: 50+ 1 min Pushups: Absolute: 35+ Preferred: 40+ Pull-ups: Absolute: 15+ Preferred: 30+ Deadlift: Absolute: 225% of BW+ Preferred: 275% of BW+ Squat: Absolute: 200% of BW+ Preferred: 250% of BW+ Bench: Absolute: 150% of BW+ Preferred: 200% of BW+ 3.1mi/5km run: Absolute: <22m0s Preferred: <15m0s
Also known as "Big Dan". This story dates from the 1990s, I believe. The first five original parts were written by Michael Yoder (myoder). TCCowboy wrote the sixth part. This version was preserved by fred2001, with slight corrections by me. Big Dan Part I Dan was a biker. He liked being on the open road and only took jobs when he needed the bucks for food or a good workout. His favorite jobs were construction and logging - anything that worked his huge muscles hard and helped him grow. He was a huge man and wanted to be even bigger! He was 35 years old stood 6'8" and weighed 480lbs. His neck was a thick 25" around and his shoulders spanned 38" across his back! His chest, thick with dark brown hair was an incredible 75". His biceps stretched the tape at 26" but he wanted them bigger. His hairy forearms measured 22" and his wrists were nearly 10" around. His waist was 36" and his abs jutted out like bricks. His thighs were an amazing 40" and his calves were blown to almost 29". He was a giant, totally powerful and totally in control. His hair shoulder length, thinning a little on top and he kept it brushed back, and he wore a mustache that framed his sneering lips. After one his construction jobs, Dan went down to a gym near the Italian district. The place was small, but he noticed the men coming out were big. He figured this would be a good place for him to pump up. He wandered into the small, dark gym and paid for a workout. He stripped into some shorts and immediately grabbed the heaviest weights he could find and started pumping. The other guys were astounded at Dan's incredible strength - warming up his arms with 200lbs! He pumped out 20 reps and put them down looking for bigger weights. He settled on 250lbs for another 20 reps. His arms were ripped and huge, but he wished they could be bigger. Then a guy came over and started talking with Dan. "Hey, big guy! You wanna get bigger?!" Dan put the weights down and looked over. This guy wasn't as tall as Dan - only 6'2", but he was big! He rivaled Dan in muscle size, and probably strength. He said his name was John. "Bigger than this?!" Dan said. "Yeah, Fuck man, I wanna be the fucking biggest freak around!" He flexed his pumped 26" biceps and grunted. "Fuckin' huge, man. You can make me bigger?" "Yeah," the guy said handing Dan 4 small blue pills. "Take one of these, workout for a while and you'll pump so huge you won't believe it. Forty bucks." Dan grabbed his wallet and paid the guy. "If this doesn't work, I'll pound your fucking ass man!" He swallowed one of the pills and started to bench press with 500lbs. He completed a few reps and suddenly felt dizzy. He put the weight back on the rack before it crashed onto his chest. The dizziness persisted for a moment, and then Dan felt a rush - like fire in his veins. The rush ran through his whole body as the steroid took effect. Then he felt a rush of power and grabbed the 500lb barbell. Now it felt like a toothpick! He hefted it up and down, pumping out 20 reps, 30 reps, 40 reps! "Not enough weight!" he shouted, jumping up from the bench. He grabbed another 500lb barbell and started doing curls with it! "Yeah! Fuck man, this is wild!" He watched in the mirror as his arms expanded before his eyes. The 500lbs was like nothing to him as his power increased with every passing second. He wanted more weight. He grabbed the leg press machine - loaded down with plates and lifted the whole thing over his head with a shout of power! He sneered at the puny men gathered round to watch this incredible feat. He pressed the 1500lbs of machine over his head like a toy! "BIGGER! FUCKIN' BIGGER!" He looked in the mirror and saw how his T-shirt was stretched tight over his massive and expanding muscle. The veins in his neck and arms were like thick ropes, Striations were bursting through his skin. His dick was getting bigger, too, he could feel it growing in his shorts which were stretched over his massive quads! He was mesmerized by his reflection and tossed the machine down with a tremendous crash! "Somebody measure me, man!" He held his gargantuan biceps up and flexed. His shirt sleeves tore away. He rolled his big pecs and the shirt ripped open falling to the floor in shreds. He flexed every muscle as the guys measured him. "Biceps - 30"; chest - 80"; waist - 40"; thighs - 40"; calves - 34"... Everyone gasped as Dan posed and flexed his superhuman body. He hit a most muscular pose and gritted his teeth looking like a wild man. His muscle was huge and cut. His dick started growing in his shorts, getting longer and thicker and the admiration he was getting was making it hard, too. He knew before long the shorts would give out. Then he pulled out the other pills and downed them all. "Don't!" John said. "You'll get too big!" With one massive hairy hand, Dan pushed John away as the pills took effect. The dizziness lasted a little longer than before, then the rush pressed through Dan's veins like a train. He looked in the mirror and watched as his body started to grow. The shorts fell away quickly as his thigh expanded and his dick sprang out - huge and hard as a rock! "MEASURE MY FUCKING COCK, MAN!" He bellowed. His voice was deeper and he felt like he was soon going to be the strongest and biggest man on the planet. "15 inches! and 11" around!" they gasped. Dan grinned knowing his dick was bigger than any of their puny ones. Even the largest guy couldn't have a cock harder and bigger than this horsedick - fuck even a horse couldn't! Dan walked over to a weight bench and grabbed four fifty pound plates. He flexed his rock hard cock a few times and then placed the plates one by one over the head of his massive dong. The weights stayed in place as his huge cock flexed. Two-hundred pounds lifted by this monster's prick! "FUCK, THAT'S HOT!' Dan bellowed, showing off the power of his mammoth dick. "JOHN, GET OVER HERE!" John came closer and Dan picked him up in one hand. The giant man, muscles bulging and still growing placed the 250lb man on his dick straddling the massive prick. Then Dan lifted John and the weights with his cock! 450lbs lifted by the muscle dick! "RIDE MY MUSCLE COCK!" Dan bellowed as he flexed John up and down. John grabbed onto Dan's mountainous hairy pecs and Dan threw his head back and laughed as he flexed them for John. John got so hot reveling in the power of Dan that his cock stiffened and he shot in his gym shorts. "FUCKIN' MUSCLE STUD!" Dan shouted. "I'M GETTIN' BIGGER BOYS. LOOK AT THIS!" He flexed his biceps and the peak rose up almost to his fist! His forearms were thick and hard. The triceps extended down in a mass of veins and his muscle was twisted and pumped. He lowered his arms although they sat out at a angle pushed out by his incredible lats. He had to be 3 feet thick! All muscle, all man! His chin rested on top of his pecs and when he flexed his huge hairy pecs, the striations looked about 2 inches deep, hair furrowed through the thick cords of muscle. His abdominals were like slabs of beef stretching over his gut and jutting out in a deep six-pack. His thighs were ripped and every muscle in his quads and calves were striated and thick. He turned around and spread his back. Even relaxed it was cut with mountains of muscle. His traps raised over his shoulders like twisted mountains of brutal flesh! His cock flexed and pulsed with his excitement as he grew bigger. "TIME TO MEASURE ME AGAIN!" he shouted. "EVERY FUCKIN' INCH!" They wrapped the tape around his obscenely huge muscles and called out the measurements. "Neck - 28"; chest - 90"; biceps - 37"; forearms - 30"; waist - 46"; thighs - 48"; calves - 38" Dan laughed as each measurement was read off. "Measure my dick, too" They taped it at 19" long and 14" around! "YEAH! YOU LITTLE GUYS EVER SEEN A REAL FUCKING MAN BEFORE!" Dan's muscle and power had peaked now and he was so hot he knew he was going to shoot off soon. In a burst of strength he gathered up the guys and sat them on top of a long bench. He lay under the bench and pressed it. It had to weigh 2000 lbs. He pumped out 30 reps without stopping and then stood up with the bench in his huge hands. He held it high overhead and started pumping more. His cock flexed with his inhuman strength and the guys were so turned on by his power they started jerking off too. Sweaty hard bodies all swarmed over Dan - like ants on a huge beast. Dan laughed insanely as these huge bodybuilders climbed on him! "WORSHIP THIS MUSCLE, YOU PUNY MEN! WORSHIP MY MASS AND POWER!" He stood still as they used his body like monkey bars, chin raises off his massive arms, pushing at his thighs trying to move them, straddling his 19" rock hard cock as he flexed it for them! Finally, they all started shooting hot loads all over Dan's body. Their total worship of his muscle got him hot. He flexed his cock, throbbing it more and more and shot a load that sprayed over all of them. He was the biggest man in the world, and this was going to be just the beginning of his adventures...