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[MMF]

So I've translated my original german story. Please be kind - not my native tounge! 

Hope u like anyways! 

 

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When Ben woke up, he did not feel as if he had really slept. He seemed dull and for a moment also disoriented, unsure where he was and who he was at all. Maybe it was because of this strange dream... A nightmare. In this dream he was also 18, but fat with 280 pounds of pure blubber and a gigantic belly. A micro penis of just 1 angry inch. No friends and only food around him. Alone and unhappy. A sigh came over Ben's lips and a glance at the alarm clock revealed that it was 6:45. In fact, he had woken up fifteen minutes too early because of that stupid dream. He closed his eyes for a moment, but then got up and went into the bathroom. Like every morning, the first thing he did was to go to the scale. The modern part that his father had bought showed everything and due to the stored data, body fat and muscle mass measurements were also possible. 205 lbs with 11% body fat distributed on 6’1. So as always. Shortly he hesitated and the feeling in this dream was there again... 

As always, he noticed that his best piece loved the numbers and slowly pumped up, with which he quickly hopped into the shower. After the 7 inches had been worked on and the body cleaned, it was time to get dressed. He was at a fitness school for boys. The concept had always been there. The graduates of this school went directly to big modeling agencies, bodybuilder training or the porn industry. His father supported him in his plans to get one of the leading Only Fans accounts. Like each of these schools, he wore a school uniform. A pair of workout compression shorts and a matching top with the school's logo. He was a little annoyed by this, as he liked to show off his washboard abs. But you couldn't have everything. 

On his way downstairs, his dad greeted him: "Morning champ!" the 44-year-old bear commented. His father had once been a bodybuilder himself and was now putting his knowledge of nutrition to good use for his son. A high-protein breakfast awaited the student. "You're okay. You seem kind of... off." commented Victor, his father. "I'm... all good. Had a stupid dream... I was fat..." Which led to a hearty laugh from his dad. "Fat... That hasn't been an issue for 30 years." And sure enough, it dawned on Ben now. Almost as if the information was completely new to him - but familiar. It was a strange feeling. There were no more fat people. The two were still talking about the upcoming routines they were going to try in the afternoon and what else was going on at school instead of. Soon it was "posing exam" and Ben of course a little excited. 

Then, an hour later, Ben got off at his school. "Fitness School for Young Men in the North District." The everyday sight of the many, trained boys in tight sportswear was absolutely nothing special and also the fact that a few students greeted each other with fierce French kisses. So Marc also came up to Ben and kissed him passionately. His best friend since elementary school always wanted to go more in the direction of bodybuilders and it showed. At 18 years already 245lbs on was considerable and the tight spandex clothing left nothing to the imagination. They were indeed not together, but at some point it had become accepted in the world that you greeted best friends so. Suddenly it was that feeling again... The feeling of a dream. Marc also commented on the somewhat tired impression of his friend, but then the bell rang for the start of school. 

The day consisted of ecotrophology in the sports sector, posing analysis, social media training and a 4-hour sports program. Sweaty Ben came home, his father already cooking again. "Hey champ! How was school?", he wanted to know directly and while eating Ben told about the latest trends and what was going on in school. Mainly, who was with whom. "Shall we test the new workout right away then?", Victor wanted to know, but Ben shook his head. "I still have four selfies to take, edit, and three videos to catch up on YouTube. Sorry, but homework comes first," with which he left for his room. 

Once there, the fitness model wondered why his tablet had an app open that was unfamiliar to him. No name, no brand, and a somewhat strange interface were on it.

Individual Weight

Global average

Penis Size

Global average

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And a lot more strange tabs - but values were entered everywhere and in fact he could see his name at the top. Ben Neumann. The usually smooth forehead wrinkled and he noticed how his dick got slightly hard. Maybe an app like for Sims or some other simulation. So he clicked through a bit and played around with it.

 

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When Ben woke up, he did not feel as if he had really slept. He seemed dull and for a moment also disoriented, unsure where he was and who he was at all. Maybe it was because of this strange dream... A nightmare. In this dream he was also 18 years old and a real Twink with only 200-something-pounds. A mini penis of just 7 inches. Nothing to be proud of somehow. Not in this world. A sigh came over Ben's lips and a glance at the alarm clock revealed that it was 6:45. In fact, he had woken up fifteen minutes too early because of that stupid dream. He closed his eyes for a moment, then he heaved himself upstairs. As usual, he rolled onto his side and then his legs out of bed. Briefly he gave his circulation a chance to adjust to the changed position. Then he got up and stomped into the bathroom. Once there, his first walk, as he did every morning, was to the scale. The modern piece that his father had bought showed everything and, based on the data stored in it, body fat and muscle mass measurements were also possible. 320 lbs with 9% body fat distributed on 6’4. So as always. Shortly he hesitated and the feeling in the dream was back. But a look in the mirror helped. He wasn't the biggest teen bodybuilder in the world, but he was satisfied with his look. All that training had made his face more prominent and he wasn't buying the 18 years. High cheekbones and a broad chin. Blue eyes, graced by bushy eyebrows. A broad neck that flowed into a wide nape and even broader shoulders. The biceps, strained or not, were always crisscrossed with veins. His waist was tight and adorned by 8 hard muscles. His legs, as wide as tree stumps had been touching for a long time, ensuring that his lemon-sized testicles were pushed forward and his 10 flaccid inches lay above them. Whereas his cock was slowly getting ready for the morning routine at the sight of his body. Ben turned sideways and entered the shower. 

Halfway dried - because he did not reach all places since lately - it went to dressing. He was at a bodybuilder school for boys. The concept had always existed. The graduates became gigantic men with incredible muscle mass. His father supported him in his quest to become one of the next Mr. Univers. Like any of these elite schools, he wore a school uniform and was annoyed beyond measure. The crop top hid his pecs and only his 8-pack was visible. He loved his pecs though, but couldn't do anything about the school rules. The other problem was the pants. Maybe they used to fit little men 50 years ago. But the cocks of the youth were simply fatter, longer and bigger. Only with effort he stuffed everything into these mini shorts. A quick look in the mirror judged the fit of his pants and briefly he had again the feeling of the strange dream... 

"Morning Monster.", his father Victor greeted him. He himself was a graduate of the school and one of the year's heaviest. 414 pounds he weighed even today and dressed only in poser, he made a meal for 18 normal people. Or one, growing, budding star in the bodybuilder sky. A high-protein breakfast awaited the student. "You're okay. You seem kind of... off.", Victor commented. "I'm... all good. Had a stupid dream... I was... just 200lbs..." Which led to a hearty laugh from his producer. "Yeah, but then you were enrolled in school. Are you scared of the posing exam?" to which he got a nod of his head in response. The two were still talking over breakfast and his father was trying to ease his nervousness. 

Then, an hour later, Ben got off the bus at his school. "Bodybuilder School for Young Men in the North District." The front yard of the school looked like it was at a convention. All the men in crop tops, tight pants, one or the other pumped up from the morning workout, and a few of the upper classes were already waddling towards the building due to their mass, in order to be in class on time. His best friend, Marc, since elementary school came up to him and first jokingly pinched his left nipple before French kissing him. Marc also commented on the somewhat tired impression of his friend, but then the bell already rang for the start of school. 

The day consisted of ecotrophology in the muscle-building sector, posing analysis, posing routine and a 4-hour lifting. Sweaty Ben came home, his father already cooking again. "Hey Monster! How was school?", he wanted to know directly and while eating Ben told about the latest trends and what was going on in school. Mainly, who was with whom. "Shall we start your afternoon training right then?", Viktor wanted to know, but Ben shook his head. "I discovered a few deficits in my posing today. I still have to catch up on that. Sorry, but homework comes first," with which he took his leave for his room. 

Once there, the bodybuilder was surprised to see that his tablet had an unfamiliar app open. No name, no brand and a somewhat strange interface were visible on it.

Individual Weight

Global average

Penis Size

Global average

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And a lot more strange tabs - but values were entered everywhere and in fact he could see his name at the top. Ben Neumann. The usually smooth forehead wrinkled and he noticed how his dick got slightly hard. Maybe an app like for Sims or some other simulation. So he clicked through a bit and played around with it.

 

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When Ben woke up, he did not feel as if he had really slept. He seemed dull and for a moment also disoriented, unsure where he was and who he was at all. Maybe it was because of this strange dream... A nightmare. He was also 18 in this dream, but only 320 pounds and his dick was not worth mentioning. A sigh came over Ben's lips and he called out loud: „I’m up...", He had no idea what time it was, to turn his head, he could not for a long time. "Morning Titan!", his father greeted him. "Morning kid.", Thomas, his father's friend and "keeper" of Ben said. The two heavy-weight bodybuilders with a combined weight of almost 770 lbs, panted heavily and heaved Victor's son out of bed. "Well, there's a few more pounds on there," Thomas commented, tapping one of the steel-hard pecs. "Let's take a look then, shall we?" his father suggested, and Ben wobbled toward the bathroom. The heavy-duty scale protested slightly, but then recited all the data aloud: "Ben Neumann - 18 years - 6'9 - Cradle - Please wait - Check - Process - 1053,81 lbs - 7% body fat." Both fathers applauded and Viktor said, "We'll make the half-ton by the end of the school year after all! But let's go now. Shower and jerk."

So all three men entered naked the large area, which was used as a shower. 5 square meters tiled with various shower nozzles. Otherwise they could not get their son clean. While one took care that every part of the body was soaped and made clean, the other took care of the throbbing 17 inches cock. The handball-sized balls provided enough sperm than the drain couldn't handle from time to time. Drying the colossus also took another long time and during that Ben could get a picture of his monumental body. His cheekbones and chin were of incredible symmetry and very angular. 18 years and radiating a masculinity. His neck was almost twice as wide as his head and disappeared between his trapezius muscles.  Since 100 lbs ago, it was almost impossible to turn his head. His shoulders finally reached a width of 8 feet and last but not least he looked even broader, due to his protruding arms. His latissimus ensured that the melon-sized biceps were resting quietly on it. Almost ridiculously narrow in contrast, his 40cm waist with 10-pack looked. Played below that, purely in terms of width, were his legs. So big and wide that his walking was a wobble and even "rolling past each other" his thighs became problematic. There seemed to be almost no room for his gigantic cock including testicles, which were now pressed into his school uniform by Thomas. After his package was stowed, Viktor and Thomas put the braces-like straps over his shoulders. The weight of nearly 10 pounds could not be held by the material and needed extra help. A custom made for the year's best in bodybuilder school. The small logo on the poser was completely distorted by the amount of masculinity and barely recognizable. "You get the truck then, I'll fire up the machine." 

Ben now wobbled toward the exit of the ground-level house. A long time ago they had to move because the monster could no longer climb stairs. The almost half ton of muscle then heaved itself up the ramp and the GMC went into the springs. Victor came up with a hose and stuck his son in his mouth. "Ten thousand kcal on the way. Good hunger!" He was about to leave, but then stopped and jammed the iPad into the device near Ben. "Brought your pad for the ride." Ben then thanked him and tried to operate the pad with his gigantic fingers and faltered briefly. There was an app open there that was unfamiliar to him. No name, no brand and a somewhat strange interface were on it.

Individual Weight

Global average

Penis Size

Global average

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And a lot more strange tabs - but values were entered everywhere and in fact he could see his name at the top. Ben Neumann. The usually smooth forehead wrinkled and he noticed how his dick got slightly hard. Maybe an app like for Sims or some other simulation. So he clicked through a bit and played around with it.

[growthfan96]

This was very good man. Nice seeing the growth here

[SilverDar]

Nicely done. 

[MMF]

1 hour ago, growthfan96 said:

This was very good man. Nice seeing the growth here

Thanks a lot! Even though a short one!

[arpeejay]

Excellent! Many thanks!