Tom was a jock. He loved playing football, baseball and all the other sports at college. At 19, he was already a huge guy—6’2” and 190 lbs of solid muscle. He had shoulder length brown hair, a little mustache and a little soft hair that trailed down the center of his pecs, over his ripped abs and down to his crotch. He worked out everyday in the weight room, pushing his body as far as it would go. He wanted to build size and mass. he dreamed of being the biggest bodybuilder in the world. His arms were a big 19 inches, his chest 48, his thick quads a huge 25”. Everyday after classes he'd come home and head straight for his bedroom. There he'd strip down and pump up. He had a heavy weight set which he used to make his muscles swell. Once he could feel the blood rushing into his arms and pecs, he'd stop and pose in the mirror. Front lat spread, side chest pose, double biceps, and finally a most muscular showing his shredded traps and thick neck. He'd stare in awe at his muscles and dream that one day he'd be the biggest man on the planet. His self-worship always got his cock rock hard and he'd beat his 8 inches off posing and getting off on his body. But he always wanted to be bigger. One day he noticed an ad in the latest issue of Conan the Destroyer. he read that comic to look at the pictures of huge muscle savages—dreaming that he' be as rugged and huge himself some day. The ad had a photo of a huge man—easily 400 lbs and all muscle.
“Probably a fake picture,” he thought. The ad read “Huginex! Get BIG MUSCLES fast! Be a HIT with the GIRLS! No pain! No steroids! Guaranteed twice the growth of competing formulas! Call today!” He chuckled thinking this is some kind of rip off. A bunch of herbs or sugar pills for $19.95. Curious, he decided to call the number. The person on the line was curt and told Tom that she simply took orders and didn't answer questions. He decided to bite the bullet and give it a shot. He ordered a package of the formula and gave the person his credit card number.
“Please allow three to six weeks delivery.” she said.
“If within five days you are not happy with your results, please return the purchase for a full refund. Thank you, goodbye.” Tom hung up the phone and moved to his weights.
A month later a package arrived. Tom had forgotten he'd ordered the formula, but he tore open the paper to find a small box with several packets of powder and some instructions.
“Huginex. The latest formula for superb muscle growth. No harsh chemicals, no steroids. Huginex is a combination of herbs culled from ancient Asian tradition mixed to provide YOU with the MUSCLE GROWTH you seek. Simply mix one packet each day in a glass of water and drink it. You'll find HUGINEX has a great cherry flavor. We guarantee that within 5 days you'll gain twice the size you now possess. WARNING: do not lift weights within 5 hours of drinking the formula, doing so may cause adverse reactions.”
“Yeah, a fake.” Tom thought. Still—he'd paid for it so he mixed up a packet and drank it down. An hour later, Tom felt anxious and wanted some activity. He'd always lifted weights when he felt this way, and convincing himself there was nothing to the warning on the box, he picked up a set of 30lb dumbells and started curling. By the third rep he felt a tingling in his arms. He continued lifting and ignored the feeling. Then he felt something odd. His arms felt lighter—or rather the weight did! He looked in the mirror and was shocked! His arms were pumping huge! The weights seemed small in his hands as he tossed them up and down pumping out rep after rep not stopping for a moment. After 50 continuous reps he put the weights down and lifted his arms. They were huge! He grabbed a tape measure and read—22”!
“Shit,” he said.
“This is freaky.” He grabbed a 200 lb barbell and started benching. He felt the same tingling in his pecs and looked down to watch his chest swelling before his eyes. His tank top was stretching over his massive chest and the material was staring to tear over his shoulders. He pumped out another 50 reps ad put the weight back. When he looked in mirror he was stunned and started laughing. His pecs flexed huge and hard causing the shirt to bounce up and down. He revelled in this incredible size and his new power. He held his head back and looked at the thickness of his neck. It had to be 21 inches around! His traps were rising like striated rocks beside his neck and his shoulders were spreading wide as his lats grew bigger and thicker.
“Fuck!” he said,
“I gotta take more of that stuff!” He opened another packet ad mixed it up. Then he thought, if one's great, two'll be incredible. He poured another packet in the water ad downed the whole thing. He went immediately to the weights. The tingling came faster now and spread through his body. He felt every muscle getting bigger and thicker, he watched veins rising over his massive frame. He pumped his arms and chest, squatted with heavy weights and felt his body growing! His flimsy shirt stretched over his massive torso and finally gave out, tearing up the back over his broad lats and rippling pecs. The shirt fell to the floor and he laughed at the monster he saw in the mirror. He flexed his arms. They were immense! The tape read 26” and they were getting bigger. He tore his shorts off and starting feeling his dick. It was growing too. He measured it soft at 8 inches.
“Fuckin' huge, man!” he shouted as he started pulling his dick to get it hard. His big hands barely encircled it's girth and the blood rushing to it made it an obscene monster prick. He measured it hard at a massive, thick 15 inches! He flexed it, getting off on his new superhuman mass. He weighed himself and the scales stopped at 350 lbs! He'd gained 160 lbs in a few minutes! He started going through his posing routine and blasted his quads which were now a gargantuan 30 inches! He hit pose after pose, his rock hard dick bobbing up and down in front of him. He tried to stretch his hand over his massive gun and it would barely cover the bowling ball peak on his freaky biceps. He hit a most muscular pose and striated muscle and veins exploded all over his massive body.
“FUCKIN' FREAKY MUSCLE!” he laughed, getting off on his huge body. He stroked his monster prick and flexed his thick, veined pecs, kissing the muscles in his own self-worship. Finally, in a blast of inhuman posing, his cock shot a huge hard load over the image in the mirror. Tom fell onto his bed and slept, dreaming of the new strength and size which he would soon reveal to the world…
Tom woke up the next morning, feeling tired, but strangely energized. He jumped out of bed and looked at his huge new body in the mirror. His face hadn't changed much, but his jaw was broader and his beard was coming in a little thicker than before. His mustache was still sexy as it draped over his full lips. It was the rest of him that was incredible. His pecs were ripped and striated, pulsing and twitching with muscle, his neck was as thick as his thighs used to be and his traps rose like small mounds of rock beside his neck. His shoulders had to be a yard wide and his arms were like bowling balls, even unflexed. Veins snaked over his massive torso, brutal hard abs like bricks on his thick gut. His lats spread wide and with each breath they pushed his freaky arms out at an incredible angle. His waist was bigger, but in proportion to his mass and girth. He tightened his thighs and his hairy quads bunched and flexed. His diamond-cut calves were huge and ripped. And between his legs his 8” soft dick started to rise as he gazed at his freaky muscles.
“I'm hittin' the gym today,” he said to himself.
“They won't fuckin' believe this!” He went to the shower and was completely engrossed as he soaped his massive frame—feeling the thickness of his pecs the rippling power in his rock hard abs, the shape of his bubble butt and his ham-sized forearms. He felt huge and incredibly sexy—a real man with a real man's muscle. His cock stiffened to it's thick 15 inches and he soaped it. stroking the length of the freaky shaft and lifting his heavy balls.
“Yeah, fuckin' huge man! Fuckin' huge muscle! Gonna show them what a real man looks like! Gonna give 'em this man's dick to play with.” He stroked his cock with both hands, and there was still room for more. He imagined those huge jocks at the gym totally worshipping his massive muscle. He pictured them hanging on his 30” arms and straddling his thick hard cock, while he pumped out rep after rep with 500 lb dumbells and pressed thousands of pounds. His wildest dreams of being the biggest muscle stud on the planet were coming true. He stroked his cock to a huge climax, cum shooting the wall of the shower and streaming down through the steamy water. He pulled on the baggiest clothes he had and they stretched tight over his pecs and barn door shoulders. His arms were so huge he had to tear the sleeves a little to accommodate them. He grabbed his gym bag, a couple of packets of the Huginex and headed out. When he got to the gym, he mixed up a couple of packets of the formula and chugged it down. He immediately sauntered into the weight room and felt the stares as people were shocked to see this behemoth of muscle. He grinned as he hit the first rack to bench press more than anyone had done before.
“Steve,” he called to his friend. “Come here and spot me a few, guy!”
“What the hell happened to you?!” Steve asked. “You're a fucking freak, Man!”
“New routine. I'll show you how big a real stud gets, little guy.” Tom loaded the bar with 900 lbs and laid beneath it. He grabbed the bar and Steve watched in shock as Tom pumped out 10 quick reps with the huge weight. His massive pecs immediately responded to the formula and the weight and ballooned out, stretching his shirt thin. He pumped out another 20 reps while Steve and the others watched in awe. Then Tom stood up and bounced his bulging pecs a few times. The collar on his sweat top tore open and the shirt split down the front revealing the massive pulsing mounds of his thick pecs, the thin line of dark hair trailing down the deep, striated cleavage. Tom smiled and moved immediately for some dumbells. He grabbed the largest set—two 145 lb dumbells. “This isn't going to be enough,” Tom said.
“I won't get any pump out of these. He grabbed the full weight rack and started doing semi-barbell curls with the whole 1000 lbs of combined weights.
“YEAH!” Tom grunted as he pumped out 20, 30, 40 reps in his growing arms. Within minutes, the sleeves on his shirt could not contain the mass of his expanding biceps and they ripped open, showing the twisted steel muscle and veins in his biceps and forearms. Then he hoisted the rack over his head and performed 30 reps of squats, his massive quads and calves expanding and bursting through the sweat pants. He put the rack down and raised his arms in a freaky display of his size, while his tattered gym wear fell in pieces around him. His cock was hardening now and pushing at the jock that barely held it in.
“MEASURE THESE GUNS, STEVE!” Tom commanded. Steve grabbed a tape and read off the size.
“Fuck, Tom! They're 33”, man!” Steve was getting hard himself as Tom flexed each muscle to show his superhuman build.
“YEAH!” Tom yelled as he flexed his arm over and over. He reached out and picked up Steve in one hand, performing arm curls with the big jock. He put Steve down and grabbed the weight rack again, this time pressing the whole rack down as the metal bent and twisted in his powerful hands. Finally it was left as a mass of bent metal on the floor. Tom's excitement mounted and his jock strap couldn't hold the massive cock anymore and the elastic snapped, Tom's 15 inch prick springing up and throbbing wildly.
“FUCKIN' BIG, MAN!” Tom grunted as he hit a most muscular and the other guys couldn't contain their awe of this monster. They crowded around Tom and ran their hands over his massive body—hanging on his gargantuan biceps, climbing on his immense back, slamming their rock hard cocks on his muscle. Three of them started jerking the monster cock, and Tom was in heaven. He held two of the guys in his hands and pumped them, sucking their cocks with each upstroke.
“BIGGEST FUCKIN' STUD, DUDES! FUCKIN' 19 YEAR OLD MUSCLESTUD! WORSHIP THESE FUCKIN' STUD MUSCLES! STROKE MY FUCKIN' STUD COCK!” It was an orgy of flexing as the guys oiled up Tom and stroked their cocks to his massive posing routine. Freaky double-bi, massive rolling pecs, horseshoe triceps, and mountainous traps. Tom's lats were so wide and thick he looked like a solid block of muscle flesh. Tom grabbed his huge dick and pumped it with both hands. His chest heaved and he moaned loud as he sprayed his load over the guys, who started shooting their own hot cream over Tom's freaky giant muscles.