Kymuscleboy Posted February 23, 2018 Share Posted February 23, 2018 Newmassaddict, you write with such and intensity, it's just fantastic. I like the attitude change of Andy. It might be partially due to the steroids, but personally, I read it as his burning desire to get retribution against the jerk Bruce not just for himself but for the other people he's wronged. He practically destroyed Dan who was on the road to being a pro. Plus, I think there's a growing confidence that would be somewhat natural as his size increases. I get Hanugumo's point, but I think Mitch will keep Andy reined in and on point. He's still going at it for the right reasons. As for the weight, is anyone really ever satisfied with their goal weight once they get there??? Here's hoping that 400 comes and Andy still feels like he's got more, a lot more in him! After all, he wants to be able to totally dominate Bruce, who I'm sure is still growing too. 4 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
arpeejay Posted February 23, 2018 Share Posted February 23, 2018 <-- looks at watch! It's been a day and a half! I'm in AGONY! 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xxxlalphabrute Posted February 25, 2018 Share Posted February 25, 2018 On 09/02/2018 at 5:57 AM, shizumaru said: Protragonist trains, roid up and grows to a 350 pound beast. Only to find that Bruce is now 500 pounds of pure godly muscles ? Now that's a story I wanna read 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Newmassaddict Posted February 25, 2018 Author Popular Post Share Posted February 25, 2018 Chapter 5 - Mitch Lifts I was sitting on my car drinking my third protein shake when the front door opened and he emerged. I had been waiting in the gym parking lot for close to two hours hoping to see Bruce. I needed to see the bastard again. As he exited the gym I felt my 260lb body tense and flex. The feeling of rage didn’t last long though. I hadn’t been the only one growing these last two months. Bruce looked absolutely MASSIVE. My jaw dropped as the behemoth waddled to his truck. He wore a string tank that barely covered his overblown upper body. He wore a tiny pair of shorts that displayed his gargantuan quads in all their glory. My mouth went dry as he moved across the parking lot. The last time I saw him he weighed around 340lbs but the monster I was now watching looked to be closer to 360lb. I started to feel physically sick as I continued to look. Bruce finally made it to his truck which was parked about 50 feet from my car. He walked around the vehicle to place his his gym bag in the passenger seat but stopped dead in his tracks. The car parked next to him was only a foot and a half away, not leaving enough room for Bruce to access his door. Even with my windows closed, I could hear him swear. He dropped his gym bag and turned beet red. His entire body swelled with size as he stomped around to the back of the car. With his back to me, Bruce bent down and placed his hands under the car’s bumper. “There’s no way!” I exclaimed. With a load grunt Bruce started to lift. His outrageously wide back erupted before my eyes. Instantly, a grotesquely huge network of muscles and veins covered every visible inch. Within seconds, I could hear the metal of the car moan as it started to rise. Bruce’s titanic body shook as it displayed an incomprehensible amount of power. A few moments later, the steroid fuelled mutant was standing straight up holding the back of the car two feet off the ground. As if that display wasn’t enough, Bruce then started to shuffle the car to the right! He somehow was able to take three relatively steady steps before letting the car come crashing down. He stepped away from the car and I sat speechless looking at his pumped up body. Just standing there I could see every muscle group flexing and pulsing independently. His back looked like a bag full of snakes. Unable to control myself, I reached for an empty shaker cup and threw up the contents of my stomach. Fortunately, Bruce was too focused on his demented display of power to hear me retching in my car. With the vehicle no longer preventing his movement; Bruce picked up his gym bag and tossed it into his truck. He waddled around to the drivers side, got in and drove away. I sat trembling in my car for well over five minutes. When I finally started to regain my senses, I realized tears were running down my face. I waited another 10 minutes before I felt calm enough to drive home. I was able to avoid Mitch on the gym floor and quickly made my way upstairs to the apartment. It was an hour later when Mitch came upstairs to find me curled up on the sofa sobbing uncontrollably. “Andy!” Mitch screamed and ran to my side. He wrapped his huge arm around me and I told him what had happened. When I had finished Mitch was shaking himself with a look of total disbelief on his face. “How could he just move a whole car like that?” Mitch stammered. “I told you Mitch; Bruce is a freak. I’ve never seen anything so insane. Plus his size. Fuck Mitch, he’s gotten so HUGE.” Mitch tried to calm me down but I saw that he was just as shaken as I was. I finally fell asleep in his arms and he carried me to bed. I woke up a few hours later to the sounds of metal clanging from the gym. I looked around the apartment but didn’t see Mitch. I looked at the clock and it read 1:47 a.m. I crawled out of bed and walked down the stairs. Mitch was in the far corner of the gym. He was stripped to just his underwear and was covered in sweat; clearly he’d been down here a while. He was standing over a bench that had five 45lb plates on each side. He was breathing heavy as he laid on the bench and began a set with the 495lb weight. With barely a grunt, he hoisted the weight and started to pound out incredibly fast reps. No matter how often I’ve seen Mitch lift, I was always stunned by his pure power and aggression when it came to the weights. He finally racked the weight after 25+ perfect reps but didn’t sit up. Instead, he took three deep breaths and started lifting the bar again. By the time I made my way over to the bench, he had completed another 20 reps. Sensing my presence, he racked the bar and sat up. I marvelled at the shear size of his pumped chest. Each overly developed globe carved itself into the man’s rugged jaw. If he wasn’t so powerful, he would be choking himself by just breaking. “What are you doing Mitch?” “What does it look like Andy? I’m working out and I’m not going stop until I’m big enough to rip Bruce’s head from his body with just one hand.” He said and pounded his fist into his freakishly pumped chest. He hit himself so hard the walls of the gym vibrated. I’ve watched Mitch workout enough know that this was way past his normal level of intensity. A pang of fear actually ran though my body as I watched him lay back down and start another set. This time he didn’t stop until he hit 35 reps. By the end, his whole body was shaking and the clanging of the metal weights was deafening. Mitch rolled off the bench and slowly stood up. He barely looked in my direction as he waddled to the cables. He looked like a man possessed. “Mitch. Calm down! I didn’t ask you to deal with Bruce.” I pleaded. “I know you didn’t but do you think I’m going let that asshole affect you like he did today? FUCK THAT!” “I get that you are upset Mitch but Bruce is my fight.” I said. “I know you want him for yourself Andy and I want that too but after you told me what he did today do you think you could hurt him? I know that sounds harsh and I’m sorry. You’ve been making incredible gains but I won’t let me hurt the man I love.” Mitch replied. “Love?” Mitch stopped adjusting the cables and looked at me. He walked towards me, pulled me close and kissed me. “Yes. Love. I love you Andy.” “I love you too Mitch.” I said and continued to kiss him deep. When we finally stopped, Mitch stepped away and started to set-up for his set at the cables. I stood by and suddenly felt happier than I ever had in my whole life. Standing feet away from me was the biggest, strongest, most caring and incredible man I had ever know. I also realized that Mitch was right. After what I had witnessed today, I knew I would never be able to inflect the type of pain on Bruce as I wanted to. But Mitch could. He was almost the same weight as Bruce and I had no doubt he was as strong. I moved closer to Mitch as he set the pins at the bottom of the weight stack. I grabbed a 45lb plate, removed the pin and inserted it though the plate. With the additional weight added I moved to face Mitch. “Show that fucking psychopath what real muscle looks like” Mitch just snarled and started to move the huge amount of weights. I watched in awe as his already massive chest grew infant of my eyes. He performed countless reps and when he was finished, a puddle of sweat had collected at his feet. He stumbles away from the cables and bounced his swollen pecs as he looked for his next exercise. My cock was threatening to rip out of my underwear as I followed Mitch around. I was aching to lift but I knew this workout was more for him than me. The giant man set his sights at the far end of the gym, near the leg machines. I was confused as it appeared that he was working chest but said nothing. As we got closer I suddenly realized what he was going to do. I almost spoke up in protest but I knew better than to break his concentration. Mitch moved into the squat rack and grabbed the empty weight bar. He stepped out and positioned himself in front of the mirror. He lifted the bare 45lb bar and placed it across his heaving shoulders. I stood speechless as my suspicions were confirmed. Mitch was about to bend the fucking squat bar using just his chest! Mitch planted his feet and started to apply pressure on the huge metal bar. Instantly his mammoth body started to expand (as did my cock). Thick veins appeared on every exposed inch of flesh. His arms doubling in size as they applied enormous pressure. Mitch’s body began to shake and he started to emit loud grunts. For close to two minutes, the bar did not relent. Mitch took a deep breath and refocused his efforts. With one mighty roar, he applied more strength to the thick metal bar. I had to lean against a nearby weight rack at the sight. The shear force being applied to Mitch’s neck would have surly snapped a smaller man. Just as it appeared that he might have bitten off more than he could chew, there was a deafening screech as the metal started to bend. I let out an audible scream and Mitch bellowed a primal roar. Once the movement began, the bar started to move much faster. As Mitch came to truly realize the herculean feat he was accomplishing, his body responded by growing even larger. As if willing itself not to be defeated, his outrageously massive body swelled to epic proportions. He barely resembled a human. Thick slabs of muscle filled my field of vision. His already razor sharpe definition seems to increase to frightening levels. Every striation became more pronounced as sweat poured off his exposed flesh. Thirty seconds passed and the ends of the bar were less than four feet apart. Suddenly the pulling motion that had done the work until now was changing to a pushing motion. Mitch’s chest would now have to take over. With one more wall-shaking scream he mounted one last attack on the metal bar. Feeling like he might need some additional assistance, I produced a full syringe. Due to the extreme exertion he was placing on his body, Mitch could not respond but he was able to shake his head to communicate that his did not want the shot. I stood in stunned silence and watched the impossible unfold. Mitch let out a tortured scream as he willed his already mammoth chest to defeat the twisted metal bar. As if watching a computer generated movie affect, Mitch’s chest started to expand. Defying all that was humanly possible, the gargantuan muscles doubled in size. The split down the middle had to have been 12” deep and I could have placed my whole hand into a single striation. As accustomed as I was to see his glorious chest flex, I was suddenly struck with terror, unable to comprehend how he was able to get any bigger. The pathetic metal bar never stood a chance. The gap between the ends shortened to less than 2 feet. It would have go further if it wasn’t for Mitch’s hyper-pumped showers blocking the way. Mitch was breathing heavily as he lifted the bar over his head and tossed it to the ground. He squared his shoulders and positioned himself into a most muscular pose that caused me to cum on the spot. His eyes were wild with lust and his chest seemed to be flexing on it own; unable to return to it’s “normal” state of rest. “Few more work outs like that and that bitch Bruce won’t know what hit him.” 29 2 6 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Newmassaddict Posted February 25, 2018 Author Share Posted February 25, 2018 On 2018-02-23 at 8:41 AM, arpeejay said: <-- looks at watch! It's been a day and a half! I'm in AGONY! Sunday morning read added for you - Chapter Five is up 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
arpeejay Posted February 25, 2018 Share Posted February 25, 2018 SLURP! Wotta way to start the day! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xxxlalphabrute Posted February 25, 2018 Share Posted February 25, 2018 good to know Bruce the man is growing too sweetest revenge would be to take Bruces muscles away from him, not outgrow him 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ro20316 Posted February 25, 2018 Share Posted February 25, 2018 The encounter Mitch Vs Bruce will be an epic one and Andy wil be there to be a witness. Im sure he display of strenht will turn Andy to crazuy ,lvls afer all he loves a good dominant fight 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hanugumo Posted February 26, 2018 Share Posted February 26, 2018 I hope Andy will join Mitch's ext work oits so he will grow mlre to and together they will double team Bruce and make him feel regret for all the things that he has done. >;3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xxxlalphabrute Posted February 26, 2018 Share Posted February 26, 2018 I think Bruce will out muscle them both - the dude is just a god 1 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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