Ro20316 Posted March 19, 2023 Share Posted March 19, 2023 He found someone to show his hard work is paying of. This is getting better and better 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Newmassaddict Posted March 21, 2023 Author Popular Post Share Posted March 21, 2023 Chapter 11 Jim really stepped up. Every workout, regardless of the time, he was there before I arrived. I had him meet with Dr. Conrad and he was now on a program that was helping him get bigger and leaner. He still carried himself like a powerlifter, but he was looking more and more jacked. I was impressed most by his ability to keep up with me in the gym. While he could never hope to match my power or intensity, he never gave up. between workouts, we ate together, fucked constantly and fantasized about just how massive I was going to become. There was also a shift happening at the gym. Over the last few weeks, I noticed more people working out, new members, many of whom looked like bodybuilders. The regular, old school powerlifters were still there and even some of them looked like they were packing on more muscle. I thought little of it at that time but lately I wondered what was happening. “Jim, do you know why there are suddenly more people here? More bodybuilders?” “Really Sam? It’s because of you.” He replied during a moment of rest better sets. “Me?” “Yeah. Word’s getting out about the young freak of nature lifting at Iron Town. People want to witness the monster you’ve become. Hell, even the regulars what to impress you.” I thought about it for a minute and couldn’t help smile. I had been so focused on myself I hadn’t noticed. Looking back now, it made sense. People stared at me more. They watched me lift from time to time. People nodded as I walked by them. I felt a little dumb to have not noticed any of this earlier. As if sensing my thoughts, Jim said “You’ve been so focused on growing you haven’t even noticed. You’re the main attraction Sam.” I chuckled and went back to my bicep curls. I could no longer get a good pump using the 150 pound dumbbells and had to use the squat bar. I had six plates loaded on the bar but as I stared at the bar, I suddenly felt all eyes on me. “Add other plate. I feel like hoisting 405 pounds.” I said to Jim. I gripped the bar and lifted it off the rack. I gritted my teeth and started to move the weight. My 28 inch biceps ballooned in response as an endless flood of veins erupted in every direction. By the fourth rep, my arms were on fire. Jim appeared in front of me and assisted at the top of each rep. I was growling and spraying sweat in his face but he couldn’t look away. I managed six more reps before releasing the heavy bar. My arms burned from exhaustion and also desire. “One more plate. I need to feel 495 pounds try to stop me.” I commanded. I saw a look of fear cross Jim’s face. I looked over his shoulder and saw a number of faces staring in bewilderment which sent me over the edge. “Move!” I shouted at Jim and ripped the bar violently off the rack. I let out an agonizing scream and started to slowly curl the huge weight, not allowing it to conquer me. Jim moved to offer me a spot but I motioned for him to step away. At the bottom of the rep, I squared my shoulders and stared at my reflection in the mirror. I looked like an exaggerated anime character. My shoulder to head ratio was downright comical and my arms and forearms looked like alien lifeforms. Locked on the image in the mirror, I curled the bar again. At the top of the rep I hesitated before lowering it down again, pushing my whole body to its limit. “MORE FUCKING MASS!” I screamed and raised the bar for a third rep, starting to increase the pace of each rep. “UUUUGGGHHHH!” I started to hear shouts of encouragement from the gathering crowd. They egged me on, screamed, “Don’t stop, show that weight who’s boss, grow those fucking arms.” As their enthusiasm increased so did my inner resolve, I was going to show them just how much of a freak I really was. “JIM!” I yelled at the top of the fifth rep. The muscles in my arms looked ready to burst through the skin. I saw Jim appear, ready to spot but I shook my head. “P-P-Pull down!” I managed to growl. He hesitated for a moment but tentatively placed his hands on the top of the bar. Even that little increase in resistance caused waves of increased pain to my biceps. I completed one more agonizing rep. “PULL HARDER!” I screamed and felt like three tons had been added to the bar. I raised my head towards the ceiling and let out a sound that empathized the torture I was inflicting on myself. The crowd cheered wildly. I lowered the huge weight and curled it back up, still in complete control of the weight. One last time, I lowered the weigh as slowly as I could, using Jim’s extra resistance to fully exhaust my mammoth biceps. Somehow I managed to maneuver the bar back to the rack and as it came crashing down, my knees buckled and I had to cling to the bar to keep from falling to the floor. Through the shouts of the crowd that had now surrounded me, I raised my head and looked around. Their faces displayed both awe and utter fascination. I looked back at my reflection and knew why. Pumped to their absolute limit, my biceps looked inhuman. Easily over 30 inches of sweaty, pulsing mass, I stood up and raised them as I flexed. Their peaks rose to within an inch of my hands, each covered in a grotesque network of veins. My equally bloated forearms pressed against the bicep muscles in fight for space. I turned towards the crowd and marvelled at the looks of both lust and fear they all shared. “IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT? IS THIS THE MONSTER YOU WISH YOU COULD BE!” I bellowed, as my face contorted from the sheer effort it took to hold the pose. A few people looked to be on the edge of fainting while other covered their mouths in horror. “NO ONE WILL EVER BE THIS HUGE!” I roared and slowly straightened my arms before quickly flexing them again, focusing them to grow even bigger and more vascular. I relaxed the pose and moved through the crowd, that parted as I walked through. I pulled two huge lengths of metal chains used for added resistance and held them at my sides and addressed the crowd. “Grab the ends.” I said and raised my arms. People stared from me to each other with confusion. “COME ON! Help me grow even bigger!” I said. Two huge powerlifters approached, each grabbing the end of one of the chains. Three more joined each side and positioned themselves like a game of tug of war. The chains rattled as I lifted them higher and gripped both ends. “PULL!” I commanded. The two groups on either side of pulled the chains taut. I let out a loud grunt and slowly straightened my arms. The men took a step back. Like Samson, I stood perfectly still and inhaled deeply. With a collective gasp from the crowd, I started to bring my arm back up. My blood-engorged arms erupted in a twisted display of muscle contortion. The men tried to pull my arms apart but it was no use, I was in control. At the top pf the rep, my biceps surpassed the pose witnessed only moments ago. “PULL AS HARD AS YOU CAN! TRY TO RIP MY ARMS FROM MY BODY!” I screamed. The men pulled harder. Their well-trained, powerful bodies increased the tension dramatically but I refused to let them win. I held my arms at 90 degrees and focused on the swelling mass of my biceps. Each second that passed, caused them to rise and grow. “YES!! MAKE ME GROW!” I yelled. My whole body shook, the men groaned from effort and the spectators looked on in disbelief. After a full minute of undeniable torture, I slowly started to straighten my arms again before re-flexing. I screamed from the pain and also from the absolute dominance I felt. At the top of the rep, I knew I was displaying the most outrageously massive body anyone had ever witnessed. “THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING! GRRRRRAAAAAAHHH! RRRGGGHHHAAA!” I yelled as I released the chains, causing both groups to fall backwards, showing just how hard they had been pulling. I fell to one knee, my arms on the floor for support. I turned my head and marvelled at the shear size and power. I raised my head to survey the crowd. They stood in silence. Some people covered their hard crouch’s, others had collapsed on the floor and a few had fainted outright. I spotted Jim near the front, a huge wet spot on his shorts and he didn’t look like he even noticed. “THANK YOU!” I said as I slowly stood up and slowly moved towards the locker room. 43 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PhantomderOma Posted March 21, 2023 Share Posted March 21, 2023 You absolutely outdid it with this one!!!! This is the hottest thing I EVER read. 3 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MuscledJunk Posted March 22, 2023 Share Posted March 22, 2023 Wow. This is my favorite muscle growth story of all time. I hope it never ends and we get to witness Sam grow even more and more grotesquely huge forever 2 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hungryboy Posted March 23, 2023 Share Posted March 23, 2023 On 3/21/2023 at 8:05 PM, PhantomderOma said: This is the hottest thing I EVER read. Agreed, bro! It just gets hotter and hotter. 3 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Popular Post Newmassaddict Posted March 25, 2023 Author Popular Post Share Posted March 25, 2023 Chapter 12 I woke up early for a 7 a.m. appointment with Dr. Conrad. It made it easier for us to not arouse suspicion if I came before his staff and other patients arrived. It was six months since we starting working together and almost 2 months after I joined Iron Town. Like always, the front door was locked but Henry let me in when I rang the buzzer. I found the him in the gym. He was finishing a set of squats with a respectable 315 pounds when I walked in. He racked the weight and as he took a breather, I easily lifted the bar and started to do bicep curls. “Always showing off.” He said “That’s me. Looked like a good set. You’ve been packing on some size lately haven’t you?” “I have. I need to build up this body to withstand our worship sessions. I’m up to 265 pounds now.” He said with a quick flex of his arms and bounce of his pecs. I had to admit, he looked really good and was about to lean in to cope a feel when he interrupted. “There will be time for that. I wanted to discuss something with you first Sam.” “What is it Doc?” I said, crossing my massive arms as comfortably as I could. “I got your last blood work back and well, there’s an anomaly.” “Really! Is it bad?” “Not quite. It’s more like a mystery. Since we started this program, the antibiotic protocol I have you on obviously increasing your testosterone levels dramatically but I’ve also been watching your Myostatin levels. Sam, have you ever heard of Myostatin-related muscle hypertrophy?” “I think so. Isn’t that what causes those cows to get super huge and muscular?” “Correct. Myostatin-related muscle hypertrophy is a hereditary condition. When we started, I tested you for the gene an did not find it present in you. Your last tests however, indicate that are now experiencing this condition.” “What are you saying Henry.” “I’m saying that if this is true, there may be a much higher threshold for you to gain mass than even I had expected. I think our initial tests were wrong and you have processed the genetic make-up for Myostatin-related muscle hypertrophy all along.” “Wait, isn’t that a good thing? You mean I may not have a limit to how much I can grow?” I said with excitement. “Yes Sam but given the extremely high drug cocktail you are one, there is no telling what effect they will have on you?” Henry said with a tone of concern. “Doc.” I said as I unzipped my 6XL hoodie, revealing my outrageously massive upper body. Henry let out a moan at a sight he still could not get used to seeing. “Does this look like I’m having issues?” “No, it certainly does not. I’m not sure there is even cause for concern but it’s something I will be monitoring more closely.” “You do that Doc and in the meantime, I’m going to remain focused on becoming so fucking huge, we’ll have to meet in the parking lot because these doors won’t be large enough.” I said, peeling off my skin-tight sweats and stepping on the scale. “432 pounds” I read out as Henry recorded the number. “70 pounds in two months.” “Unreal. I need to witness one of these lifting sessions at Iron Town you’ve told me about.” “I’d love that. You have no idea how crazy some of them get Henry. The people there are just as committed to my growth as I am, well maybe not as committed, but they certainly seem to enjoy doing whatever it takes for me to grow.” “Well, it’s definitely working.” Henry said as he gently caressed the dramatic transitions between my overly developed body parts. Even completely relaxed, my level of vascularity was shocking. I assumed the position as Henry produced the tape measure and read the results. Neck: 27 inches Chest: 85 inches Arms: 33 inches Forearms: 27 inches Waist: 32 inches Quads: 43 inches Calves: 28 inches “I know it’s not your ultimate goal Sam but you are definitely the most muscular person in the world. I still can’t believe you have achieved this level of development at barely 25 years old.” “It feels good Doc, even if I’m still too damn small. But you know I owe a lot of this to you and like always, I enjoy showing you my appreciation.” I said and stepped closer, wanting Henry to worship every inch of my growing body. Just as his hands reached up to grab my pecs, we heard a loud crash and the whole building shook. “What was that?” I yelled and ran towards the front door, Henry followed behind. We stepped out into the street to see a pickup truck had collided with a large SUV, causing it to roll onto its roof. There was a strong smell of gasoline and the people in the SUV were frantically trying to get out. As we stood and watched, a police car screeched to a stop and two officers jumped out. I made my way towards the SUV, completely forgetting I was only wearing my tight shorts. One of the officers looked at me in shock while the other stepped in front of me. “Woah! What are you doing?” He asked, staring at my massive form with wide eyes. “They’re trapped! I need to help them!” “Fire is on the way. They are five minutes out.” The other officer shouted. “That will be too late!” I said just as flames shot out of the ruined pickup truck’s engine. I knew soon, the SUV would catch fire. I took a step forward. “I said stay back!” The officer said as commanding as he could. He was a huge man, clearly a bodybuilder. His uniform looked tailor made for his impressive size. He looked at me with admiration and utter disbelief. “Sam. Let them deal with this.” Henry said from a few feet away. “NO!” I said and pushed the officer to the side with barely a flick of my wrist. I approached the SUV and could see the puddle of gasoline growing quickly. The people inside were screaming in fear. I tried to open the upside-down door but it had been bent and was now stuck. Without giving it a second thought, I moved to the front of the huge vehicle and lowered my body so I could squeeze under the hood. I planted my feet, lowered my head and braced my arms on either side and begin to lift. The SUV groaned. I let out a loud grunt as the enormity of its full weight became apparent. I closed my eyes and focused every ounce of my strength. I felt my quads and calves respond and swell as my back flared and arms flexed. I shook, the SUV shook and I swear the ground shook as I started to lift. The weight was unbelievable, even to me. I screamed with effort and determination. The screech of metal filled the air as my body slowly rose higher. With one final herculean surge, I stood up straight, cradling the vehicle’s hood across my shoulders and traps. The skylight had shattered and there was now enough space for the people inside to crawl free. “MOVE! HURRY!” I yelled. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw three bodies scramble away as the smell of burning fuel grew more intense. I lowered the SUV and took a few unsteady steps away before the whoosh of flames engulfed the mangled vehicle. Henry grabbed my arm and pulled with all his might until we were safely out of harms way. I bent over with my hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath. “Are you ok? Henry asked. I nodded back. “Sam! That was incredible!” “I’d have to agree.” I stood up as the big officer approached from the growing crowd of witnesses. “Sorry for pushing you officer.” I started to say. “Don’t worry about that. How the fuck did you do that?!” “With this 432 pound body.” I said. “Jesus Christ! I didn’t think someone could be this huge!” He said, showing no shame about his obvious admiration of my body. “Well for starters, I workout harder than anyone else on the planet. I also have this brilliant Doctor helping me get even bigger.” I said looking at Henry who was staring at our two huge bodies. The officer acknowledged Henry before returning his attention back to me. “432 pounds.” He muttered. “I thought I was jacked at 310. I’m Phil by the way.” “Well Phil, you are jacked…” I said, catching his gaze. “Why don’t you head inside with me and the Doctor, maybe you could use his services to get as big as me.” “Well, I should stay here…but, I guess I need to get your statement…” He said and started following us towards the office door like he no longer had a choice. As the door closed, I placed my hand on his firm, round glutes. “The Doctor and I were just going over my latest stats. Care to join us?” I said as I lead us into the gym. “Henry, read out those numbers for Phil.” As Henry repeated the numbers, Phil had to lean on a nearby machine to remain standing. “Lifting that truck gave me a little pump, I bet these quads are bigger 43 inches already.” “43 inches. I can’t believe that.” Phi said. I placed my hands on my waist and started to swing my left leg back and forth allowing the thick slabs of muscle to sway. I slapped it hard and flexed, transforming it into a giant, granite-hard column of twisted muscle. “FUCK!” Phil yelled and nearly fell backwards. “Sam is the most muscular specimen to ever walk the earth Phil.” Henry said and kneeled down and started to caress my monstrous quads and calves. “Why don’t you peel that uniform off and join us Phil. I’m curious to see how you stack up against me.” “I’m nothing compared to you.” Phil said and unbuttoned his shirt. He wore a tank top underneath that looked painted on. His 310 pound body was contest ready ripped. As he dropped his pants, he revealed impressive quads. “You are far from nothing Phil. How huge are those big legs?” I asked. “32 inches.” He siad quietly. “No shame in that. Now get over here and feel what 33 inch arms feel like.” Phil didn’t hesitate. His strong hands started to feel every inch of me. Between him and Henry, I was hard within seconds. I glanced at the mirror and marvelled at how small these two big men looked next to me. I started to hit pose after pose, as they ate up the outrageous show. Henry stripped down and Phil removed his remaining clothes. Our three pumped up bodies looked hot as hell in the mirror. “MMMMMM, you two are getting me hard as fuck.” I moaned and started to jerk my cock. “So much massive muscle. Like nothing I ever thought was possible” Phil repeated as he stroked his own raging hard-on. “He’s not done yet either. Sam will be even bigger.” Henry said comparing my arm and Phil’s arm simultaneously. “I will be THE BIGGEST.” I said as I kept posing, swelling larger for them to admire. “FUCK! I’d do anything to get this big.” Phil said. “You can try but no one will ever get s big as me.” I said as I reached down and slid my right arm behind Henry’s legs and my left behind Phil’s and started to lift both men. They grabbed hold of my bloated shoulders for balance and I could feel their pre-cum dripping down my warm bicep meat. I watched in the mirror as their combined weight of 575 pounds rose. “GGGRRRRRUUUUHHHH! I need to feed!” I yelled. I held Phil’s body perfectly still as I moved Henry’s crotch towards my mouth. He placed his legs around my neck and grabbed my head with both hands. I devoured his whole cock as he pivoted his hips. Henry screamed in ecstasy. As I felt him come close to orgasm, I slowly started to flex my left arm, taking Phil for a ride. He gasped in awe at my sickening display of power. Henry drove his cock down my throat with all his might and unloaded a massive load of cum. He climbed off me and stumbled onto the floor, staring up at the two remaining massive bodies intertwined like a pretzel. I maneuvered Phil easily so I could grasp his tight, hard waist. He flexed his abs and wrapped his legs as far around my upper lats as he could, unable to link his ankles behind. “Squeeze as hard as you want Phil, you can’t hurt me.” “It’s like a wall of muscle.” “MMMMMMMM” I said as I gripped Phils huge glutes and lifted him a foot higher. He let out a moan as I slid his raging cock into my mouth. I pounded his cock hard in and out of my mouth until Phil’s whole body started to shudder before he released a load twice the size of Henry’s. I guzzled as much as could but some dripped down my chin. I placed Phil back on the ground and took a step back and looked at my two admirers. “FUCK! That was awesome. Thanks for the extra protein.” I said wiping my twisted mass of forearm flesh across my mouth. Henry and Phil could only stare in a daze at my gargantuan form. They both were however, already hard again. 30 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
boardman Posted March 25, 2023 Share Posted March 25, 2023 This last chapter was hot af 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ro20316 Posted March 25, 2023 Share Posted March 25, 2023 Phil joining Henry and Jim in Sam's journey is perfect. The four will make a great team and wreck havoc at the gym 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tjdonger Posted March 25, 2023 Share Posted March 25, 2023 Damn! Have to clean up again after this chapter…love it. Would love to see Henry grow as well as Phil. So hot! Thank you! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
debate1 Posted March 25, 2023 Share Posted March 25, 2023 Can wait for more. Grow that police office. Maybe he finds a guy who's weak and skinny and blow their body up! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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