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[COLOR=white]Okay here's a new one. Yes! After almost a year of inactivity I have decided to write a new story. The thought came to me yesterday and I felt I had to put it down in writing. It's a little short but I hope you enjoy it. Please note that there is a significant amount of cursing in this story so if this offends you, don't read it.[/COLOR]



[COLOR=white]Dear Chris,[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I decided to send you this letter because of the influence that it had on my life. I received this letter from one of my friends and was told to copy it and send it to ten friends, and that if I did, I would become the envy of all men. I was also told that if I did not pass this message along, I would miss out on the greatest opportunity of my life. Unlike chain letters, this is not threatening you with death or misery if you fail to pass it on, merely a continuation of the mediocrity that is your life, and was mine.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]The task now falls to you: take this letter, make ten copies, and send it to your male friends (although not to me). For every letter (up to ten) that you send, you will be rewarded greatly. If you do not complete this task within twenty-four hours of receiving this letter, your rewards will be voided. The letters must be sent from your home mailbox and not from a post-office. Please do not miss out on this opportunity. There is nothing to lose, and far too much to gain.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Your friend,[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Jack Callahan[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I read the letter again and blinked. Surely Jack wasn’t stupid enough to believe in this shit. Holding the letter by the light, I noticed there was writing on the back. I turned it over and read:[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Dude, do this. Seriously. I won’t get the results until I’ve sent these letters, but I got this letter from my friend across town. I saw him yesterday. This isn’t shit, it’s the real deal.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Yeah right. How many of you have gotten chain letters from your friends before? Raise your hand.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Go ahead, raise them.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Don’t wait and read on and see where I’m going with this, just do it.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Right.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Everyone whose hand isn’t up right now is a dirty liar, and possibly a filthy mudblood.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Sorry, I’m a Harry Potter nerd.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Anyways, how many of you threw out the letter and were astounded to find that your suspicions were entirely correct and you were not killed/dismembered/unemployed/etc. the next day?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Must we go through that hand-raising routine again? Just raise your hand.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I thought so. See, these chain letters are really just a bunch of bullshit made up by people with nothing better to do, and who also enjoy causing the mass deforestation of the Amazon rainforest in order to procure the paper for their goddamn retarded letters that have no doubt made 100,000 copies and are scattered across the United States by people as retarded as the letters. Sorry, I’m pretty sure that was a run-on sentence, but you get the idea.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I laughed and tossed the letter aside before walking over to the computer and logging on to World of Warcraft. Leaning back as the game logged on (fucking slow computer), I felt a twinge of doubt as I recalled the note on the back. But then, I rationalized, that was probably part of the letter that I was supposed to copy. And so what if it had been handwritten? It was all part of the big scam.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I sighed and rubbed my face with my baby-soft hands. My hands were a fairly accurate representation of me: never having done a day of honest, physical labor in my life, with the possible exception of the one day in gym class when we were required to use the weight room. I often regretted this fact, most likely because I am actually hugely attracted to muscle. But my laziness got the better of me most of the time, and I spent my free time perusing the internet and jerking off to the bodies of people who worked for their perfection, while I sat at home in front of a computer screen. But hey, at least I got chicken. (Reference joke!).[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Besides, what was my mantra? “Never put off ‘till tomorrow what can’t be put off ‘till the day after tomorrow!” It’ll be there tomorrow. You can do it then.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Although, to be fair, the letter had said I only had 24 hours.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Still, there was that nagging voice which urged me to re-read the letter. To be fair, this letter never threatened me with any harm should I decide not to send the letter. That was enough to arouse my suspicion. Most chain letters worked by making superstitious people think: “No harm in sending the letter, and if it’s real, then I’m safe!” The fact that this letter lacked the threat, piqued my curiosity, although it was hardly enough to convince me to sign on.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I sighed. This was really bugging me. A chain letter, any chain letter, should have been in the recycling bin the moment I realized it’s true nature. What bugged me was the sender. Jack Callahan was my best friend in the world, and he was just as realistic (read, cynical) as I was. He wasn’t the kind of person to fall for this kind of shit and send it along, especially to me. He knew me too well to think I would believe this. Unless he was trying to pull a joke on me. Maybe he thought it would be funny to send me a chain letter, since I regarded most things like it as so much waste paper.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Or maybe it was real.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]No way. I thought. Chain letters are for the stupid and gullible. I once read one where it claimed that if you didn’t pass it, you would die, but that it often didn’t take place for 20 years and could take the form of innocent things like car accidents or heart attacks. Yeah right. That was because I didn’t pass the letter. Sure.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]But then, why would Jack send me this?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I groaned and pulled out my cell-phone. It seemed stupid to me that I would waste both Jack’s and my time, but I just had to know what he was thinking.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]He picked up on the second ring. “Yeah?”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“Hey Jack, what’s up?” I asked nonchalantly.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“Dude did you get the letter?” His voice was breathy, as if he’d just been working out or something.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“Yeah I did.” I replied, a little taken aback. Jack wasn’t usually so abrupt. “Why’d you send me it? You know that stuff’s shit.”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“Dude, did you see my note on the back?”[/COLOR]


[COLOR=white]“Yeah, but come on. Chain letters are bullshit. We both know that.”[/COLOR]


[COLOR=white]“Dude, just listen to me. This one’s different. It’s real. It really does give what it promises.”[/COLOR]


[COLOR=white]“Which is what again? I really wasn’t paying attention”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“It changes you into a fucking stud. Like the ones we always jerked off to on those porn sites.” I didn’t mention it did I? Jack’s gay too. “Seriously man, as soon as my mailman picked them up yesterday I grew like 100 pounds of muscle.”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“You’re bullshitting me man. No one can just gain 100lbs of muscle.”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“Dude, if you don’t believe me, just send the letters.” I thought I heard voices in the background. “It’s not like they’ll hurt you if you send them. But make sure you do it soon. Remember, it doesn’t-”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“Yeah it doesn’t work after a day. I remember. Why not?”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“…uh…mmm…because it keeps people from trying it by sending one letter and then sending the rest when they figure out that it’s real. A leap-of-faith kind of? Fuck, I don’t know.” He was sounding increasingly out of breath.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“Dude, what are you doing over there?”[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“…fuck… nothing dude. Just go on your computer and send those letters. Seriously man. It’s worth it. At the very worst, you’ll be down ten pieces of paper.”[/COLOR]


[COLOR=white]“And envelopes.” I added.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“Whatever. Just do it.” He hung up just as I could have sworn I heard a moan in the background. I shook my head. He should know better than to try to jerk off to porn and talk to me at the same time.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Oh what the fuck. He was right. I still didn’t think for a moment that the letters were real, but if they weren’t I was only down ten pieces of paper.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I opened up Microsoft Word (what you expect a TM?) and began to type the letter exactly as it had been sent, except that I replaced the signature with my name and put in Zach, Liam, Andy, Collin, Noel, Chris, Alan, Paul, Paul again, and Tony as the recipients.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I heard the phone ringing, but I ignored it. If it was important they’d leave a message. If it was someone begging for money, they wouldn’t. I caught my parents’ message that their flight home was delayed and they wouldn’t be home until the day after tomorrow. I ignored this. They were never home even when they were home.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Handwriting their addresses on envelopes, I found it hard to get thoughts like, this is stupid, or why am I wasting my time on this?, out of my head. I rationalized the latter as that I didn’t have anything better to do anyways.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Sealing the letters, I placed them in the mailbox. I nearly laughed at my own stupidity when nothing happened before I remembered Jack saying that he didn’t grow until the mailman picked them up. The mailman had already gone by, having delivered my letter, so there was nothing to do but wait.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Still chuckling at the thought that this was some extremely elaborate prank, I walked back indoors, unable to shake a certain disappointment that nothing had happened yet, and a small, nagging sense of excitement out of my head.[/COLOR]




[COLOR=white]It sounded like an 18-wheeler was stopped outside my house early the next morning. I woke up and cursed the county for not buying our mailman a new truck since 1914. I sat up quickly as I suddenly realized: the mailman? I jumped over to the window and, sure enough, the sexy 27 year old who was our mailman was reaching out and grabbing the outgoing mail from our mailbox. As he drove away, I laughed at my own foolishness. Damn it Jack, you got me this time. I thought to myself, just as a feeling like an electrical shock passed through my body.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Now I suppose I should tell you what I look like. I was about 5’8” tall, and weighed in at about 150 pounds, although if you removed the fat, my weight would have been more like 115 lbs. I had ruler-straight brown hair that infuriated my mom’s hair stylist (who my mom insisted on dragging me to, despite the fact that I would not of my own volition go within 50 feet of a hair salon) and ordinary brown eyes. My face had a fair amount of acne, although not as bad as some kids my age. Nothing out of the ordinary. Just your average high-school nerd here.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Or at least that’s what I was.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Back to my story though, I stumbled over to the bed and collapsed upon it as another shock jolted through me. In fact, they were becoming more frequent. If I had been so inclined at the time, I probably would have made some snide remark about having a seizure. As it was, I was more afraid then I ever had been before.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]As I continued to convulse, I could feel myself growing. I caught glances in between my spasms of a shrinking gut, ballooning pecs and thickening biceps.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]A final spasm shocked through me. I laid on my bed for a moment before realizing I had control of my body again. I looked down and to my surprise, discovered my growth had not stopped with the convulsions. I stood up and ran over to the large floor-to-ceiling mirror in my parent’s bedroom. As I ran, I heard my boxer shorts-the only thing that I slept wearing-begin to tear under the weight of my engorging thighs and ass. And crotch.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I stood in front of the mirror transfixed by the sight of my still-growing body. The average nerd had disappeared and a handsome stud was staring back at me. As if on queue, my boxers chose to rip entirely off me at that moment. A handsome and hung stud, I corrected myself with a smile.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]The fat had entirely disappeared from my gut, leaving only a ripped 6-pack that was rapidly developing into an 8-pack. As I watched, the valleys between each abdominal brick continued to deepen. I rubbed my hand against them, unsurprised to discover they were as solid as bricks. My pecs looked like pillows and hung lusciously from my chest. My nipples had grown to nearly the size of an old half-dollar coin and pointed nearly straight down. My shoulders looked like cannonballs and my biceps like baseballs. I flexed them and grunted in satisfaction. I had gotten pretty good at eye-balling sizes from my porn ventures and decided that they were probably about 18” around. My back flared much wider at my shoulders, while they tapered down around my abs, giving me that cobra-like look that so many of the really big bodybuilders have. I turned sideways to get a good look at my bubble-butt, which protruded like a shelf from my back. I grinned. If I ever met a man bigger than me, he would have a good time with it. It looked pretty tight. My thighs had become pillars of strength. They weren’t bigger than my waist as you might see on some of the really huge bodybuilders or the really really ripped models, but they were getting close to a comparable size. My calves were rock solid. They looked the size of footballs jammed under my skin and felt like they could cut steel. Overall, I had grown to nearly 6 feet tall and the growth didn’t seem to be done.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]It was my new dick though, that called my attention. Unlike my previous 5 inch average dick, my new meat looked like when it softened it would be about the same length (and width) as my previous hard-on. However, it showed no sign of softening any time soon. It stood straight up, nearly 11 inches of man slapping against my rock solid abs, and I nearly came as I thought of the ploughing I could do with it.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]My growth began to slow and stop, but not before I noticed what was possibly the best change of them all. All the acne disappeared from my face. My face began to restructure itself with a stronger jaw and more pronounced cheekbones. The most hair I had ever been able to grow on my face had been little more than a peach fuzz above my lips, but now a real 5 o’clock shadow appeared on my jaw and cheeks. My brown eyes stayed the same. I never really thought eye color was important anyways. My hair though, began to lengthen and a slight curl appeared in it. The new length and curl, combined with my new facial hair, gave me a disheveled appearance that managed to be incredibly sexy. I grinned with pearly-white teeth. This was the face of a world-renowned model.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]My growth finally stopped when I hit 6’2”. I stepped on the scale and was unsurprised to find that my weight was exactly 215 pounds. Discounting the fat I had carried, it was exactly 100 pounds more than I had previously weighed. I had grown slightly more than when I first came to the mirror. My biceps had grown from 18 to 19 inches, and the rest of my body had grown about the same amount, excluding my cock I noticed to my dismay. It had resolutely stayed at 11 inches, not that I was complaining about its length.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I reached down with a newly larger hand, attached to a significantly larger forearm and touched my dick. I immediately moaned with pleasure. Simply touching it was almost as good as an orgasm had been before.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I am gonna have so much fun with this thing. I thought gleefully.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]I grabbed on to it with my right hand and began pumping furiously, sending waves of pleasure throughout my muscular body. With my left hand I rubbed my heavy, solid pecs, my adamantite abs and my baseball-sized biceps. It didn’t take long to cum, and I coated the mirror with ropes of my man-juices. There was no doubt about it. Earlier that morning I had been a teenager. I was now a man. Looking in the mirror confirmed it. Through the cum-slicks, there was no sign of a 17 year old nerd. The only person in the room was a 23 year old hunk who looked like he should be in a porn video.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Realizing that I was still horny, I walked over to where I had left my cellphone charging. I grabbed it and dialed Jack’s number.[/COLOR]




[COLOR=white]I woke up the next morning on the floor. Not just any floor though, the floor of one Jack Callahan’s room. He’d put a blanket down so we didn’t get rug-burn as we fucked. The bed was a single. Much too small for the muscled bodies we’d developed. I smiled as I looked over his muscular form as he laid next to me. Somewhat to his dismay, he’d discovered that my cock was actually a full inch longer than his, although the fact that he had a good 20 pounds on me had pacified him. We’d spent hours fucking on the floor of his room. Even now, the blanket we’d slept upon was still damp and sticky with our mixed spunk. He really looked a lot like me, except that his eyes were blue, his hair was black, and instead of letting it grow shaggy like mine, he’d kept it short and spiked it with what I’m pretty sure was his own pre-cum judging by the smell.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]At the moment, he was snoring like a gutted wild boar. It took me a moment to hear my cell phone ringing over the roar. I walked over to it and picked it up.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“Hey Noel. Did you get my letter?”[/COLOR]






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This could be a great series dealing as it goes with other people.

Maybe if you wished, even other authors could take a crack at this.
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very nice

It's a really nice story. I like the premise and the narrator. I thought there could have been more time on the growth -- what did it feel like to grow? The growth was described in a way that was brief and a little clich?. But I want to encourage you to keep writing. I like TheMM's suggestion that it would be super hot to have others join in.

Oh, I'm not sure I understood the explanation of how/why this chain letter works...
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I liked it.
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Short and to the point

Nice growth gimic. I would have liked to have seen you do a little bit more with it. Like others have said, I think it has a lot of potential.
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I loved the unexepcted premise. Muscle growth chain latters - like all brilliant ideas, it is indeed very simple!

Congratulations on your story, it is very good. The series actually is begging to be written, or perhaps it could turn into a great continuous story. What if other guys end up sending new letters back to those who already got them? It would mean more growth? Just an idea to keep this wonderful theme alive.

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It's a really nice story. I like the premise and the narrator. I thought there could have been more time on the growth -- what did it feel like to grow? The growth was described in a way that was brief and a little clich?. But I want to encourage you to keep writing. I like TheMM's suggestion that it would be super hot to have others join in.

Oh, I'm not sure I understood the explanation of how/why this chain letter works...
Well I havn't written in a long time. I'm probably rusty. And I wrote it all at once and posted it. Had to get my thoughts down you know?

As to understanding how/why the chain letter works, I left that out on purpose. I think it makes a better story if it's left a mystery. At least, thats what I thought. You're welcome to disagree.

I don't really intend on writing a sequel to this story, but if anyone else liked the idea, feel free to do so. Just let me know first okay?

Thanks everyone for the comments!
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I think it's an awesome story - short, but delicious. I hope you write more, Speaker; I'm glad to see your talent come back to the board! Great Job!
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Great story. Shouldn't he grow more anytime someone after him in the chain forwarded it on? A sort of muscle pyramid scheme?
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i like it. for a short story it was really good.

Why can't chain letters be more like this one?
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Nice. I liked it. I thought it was a good idea to leave out the explanation of how the letters make them grow and stuff, as you said it's a mystery and also, you don;t look a gift horse in the mouth.
Anyway, nice job and I hope to read more from you
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i always enjoy your stories, and this one was no exception i really think you should continue this, perhaps having them grow even bigger, and adding some new people as well can't wait to see what happens next...
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More!

I, too, enjoyed your story and see lots of potential for a series as the numbers of letters grow unimaginably large, and as the personal ideals sought differ in so many and varied ways. At least try a couple more before abandoning the idea.
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I liked it!
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I _really_ hate chain letters - but I think I wouldn't so much mind this one. If I could find some guys who would like getting the letters.
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