Ben finds an app and starts to play with it.
2,685 words Added Mar 2023 11k views 4.7 stars (19 votes)
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Confirm input?—YES/No
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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 passed 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 pounds with 11% body fat distributed on 6’1. So, as always. Shortly he hesitated and the feeling in this dream was there again...
As usual, he noticed that his best piece loved the numbers and slowly pumped up, at 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 OnlyFans accounts. As was customary at each of these schools, he wore a school uniform—namely, 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 called. His father, Victor, 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?” Victor added. “You seem kind of... off.”
“I’m... all good. Had a stupid dream... I was fat...”
This prompted 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 were completely new to him—but familiar. It was a strange feeling. There were no more fat people.
Soon the two were talking about the upcoming routines they were going to try in the afternoon and what else was going on at school. The “posing exam” was coming up 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 enthusiastic 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 and already 245 pounds, his size was considerable and the tight spandex clothing left nothing to the imagination. They were indeed not together as a couple, but at some point it had become accepted in the world that you greeted best friends so.
Suddenly, there was that feeling again... the feeling of a dream and a world half-remembered.
Marc also commented on the somewhat tired expression 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 four-hour sports program. Ben came home sweaty.
His father was already cooking again. “Hey champ! How was school?” While they ate 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 and edit, and three videos to catch up on on YouTube. Sorry, but homework comes first.” As soon as he was sone he left for his room.
As he was about to start his work, though, 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
...
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.
Confirm input?—YES/No
Apply changes globally?—YES/No
Save settings as default?—YES/No
Save and continue? YES/No
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 passed over Ben’s lips and a glance at the alarm clock revealed that it was 6:45. He had even woken up fifteen minutes too early because of that stupid dream. He closed his eyes for a moment, then he heaved himself up. 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 version 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 pounds with 9% body fat distributed on 6’4. So, as always.
For a moment he hesitated and the feeling from 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 putting across the 18 years he knew he had. 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, flexed 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.
Naturally, 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—he wasn’t able to reach everywhere lately—he went about 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. Universes. As was customary at 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, but couldn’t do anything about the school rules. The other problem was the shorts. Maybe they used to fit little men 50 years ago. But the cocks of the youth of his generation were simply fatter, longer and bigger. With an effort he stuffed everything into these mini shorts. A quick look in the mirror judged the fit of his half-trousers, and briefly he again had the feeling from the strange dream...
“Morning Monster!” his father, Victor, greeted him. He himself was a graduate of the school and one of his year’s heaviest. Even today he weighed 414 pounds and was dressed only in posers as he made a high-protein breakfast big enough for 18 normal people—or one growing, budding star in the bodybuilder firmament.
“You’re okay? You seem kind of... off,” Victor commented.
“I’m... all good. Had a stupid dream... I was... just 200 pounds...”
This prompted a hearty laugh from his progenitor. “Yeah, but then you were enrolled in school. Are you worried about the posing exam?” To this he got a nod of his head in response. The two were soon 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 a muscle convention. All the men were in crop tops and tight pants, one or the other pumped up from the morning workout, and a few of the upper classmen were more waddling towards the building than walking due to their mass, in order to be in class on time.
His best friend since elementary school, Marc, came up to him and first jokingly pinched his left nipple before French kissing him. Marc commented on the somewhat tired expression 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. Ben came home sweaty to find his father already cooking again. “Hey Monster! How was school?”
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 that, he took his leave for his room.
Once up in his room and ready to start work, 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
...
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.
Confirm input?YES/No
Apply changes globally?—Yes/NO
Save settings as default?—YES/No
Save and continue?—YES/No
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 passed over Ben’s lips and he called out loud: “I’m up...” He had no idea what time it was—he’d need to turn his head, but he had not been able to do that for a long time.
“Morning Titan!” his father greeted him.
“Morning kid,” Thomas, his father’s friend and Ben’s “keeper,” added.
The two heavy-weight bodybuilders had a combined weight of almost 770 pounds—just enough muscle to heave Victor’s son out of bed. “Well, there’s a few more pounds on there,” Thomas commented, panting heavily from the exertion. He tapped 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 pounds—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. Time to shower and jerk.”
So all three men entered the large washing area naked. They needed the five 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-inch cock. The softball-sized balls provided enough sperm than the drain couldn’t handle the outflow 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 masculinity. His neck was almost twice as wide as his head and disappeared into his trapezius muscles. As of 100 pounds ago it was almost impossible to turn his head. His shoulders had finally reached a width of 8 feet, and he looked even broader, due to his protruding arms. His latissimi ensured that the melon-sized triceps were resting quietly on them.
Further down his 40cm waist with 10-pack looked almost ridiculously narrow in contrast. Placed below that, purely in terms of width, were his legs. These were 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. His genital weight of nearly 10 pounds could not be held by the material and needed extra help, so custom-made braces for the year’s best in bodybuilder school were in order. 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,” Thomas said.
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 dipped on its 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 with a thumbs up. He then tried to operate the pad with his gigantic fingers and hesitated 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
...
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.
2,685 words Added Mar 2023 11k views 4.7 stars (19 votes)
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