Super Soldier Arnold

[erinbbby]

As Arnold walked into his bathroom, his massive shoulders are blocked by the doorway and he smiles to himself. Arnold is a huge man. He has not been this way forever though. No this massive size and bulk was achieved in only 2 weeks. Arnold (or Arnie as he was sometimes called) was a man of 60 years. He had white hair, a strong face and now a body that would rival Hercules?. He stepped up to the mirror and gazed at his body which was barely contained in the 2XL blue t shirt that stretched over his muscles. He smiled at himself. His hair was cut into the military style, short and square. But he wanted to shave his stubbly beard off before he went to the base tomorrow. He reflected on how he came to have this amazing physique at the age of 60.

Arnold was sitting in a caf? in Jacksonville where he had been enjoying his retirement. Arnold was once a general in the US army and had served in The Korean war, Vietnam, and had also personally advised several presidents in military strategy. He was a man?s man and a great soldier. Well decorated and still as sharp as ever he sat in the caf? after receiving a call from the US military saying they needed his help. It was 1991, Desert Storm was occurring overseas and he assumed the call was for advice or assistance but he never foresaw the coming events.

Arnold peels of his shirt and stares at his now 66 inch chest. He has little body hair and his skin appears very healthy and youthful. The massive pectorals cast a shadow on his six brick like abs that stick out from his body with definition. His stomach was a ball of muscle, not a flat wash board but still defined and ripped like it was.

Two men walk in with military uniforms on. They look around the caf? till they spot him. He sizes the men up as they walk to the table- Arnold often did this. Two guys around 40 with medals and stripes pinned to their chest. Arnold knew he could take them both; he was still an athletic man and he had not lost his training.

?Mr. Jax?? one of the uniformed men asks.

Arnold stands. ?Yes that?s me.?

The two men grow stiff and salute. Arnold smiles ?Hey come on that?s not necessary.? He wanted to forget about his military background. He just wanted to blend into normal life and this saluting caused eyes to turn in the caf?.

?What can I do for you two??

The man on the right speaks. He is tall and well built with graying hair but a weathered face. ?Sir, to spare you time we?ll keep this brief. Our forces in the middle east have encountered a well trained group of guerrilla warriors. These men are gaining intelligence of American advances and present a threat for our troops.?

?And you wanted to speak to me because?? Arnold looks the two men in the eyes.

They look at each other and then the other man spoke. ?This is purely classified information. We feel you can be trusted with it from your valiant career. Our scientists have created a serum, a potion if you will, that will build muscle and create, in theory, a super soldier. Your country asks you to cone out of retirement and try this procedure, then assist your fellow country men in this war.?

As Arnold rubs the shaving cream on his face, a wad drops from his hands and lands on his massive bulge that was big enough to stick out past his big muscle gut. He looks down at his huge package. His genitals had grown to incredible size due to the serum the military had injected him with. Arnold remembers after the first week when his dick was as thick as a beer bottle when erect. It was almost obscene and no mater what pants he wore, he had a big bulge that was clear as day. It got him a lot of unwanted attention.

After consideration, Arnold agreed to the deal and was eager to participate in the military experiment. He was not so eager to go back to war however. He had seen too much in his lifetime. A day after the meeting Arnold reported to the Jacksonville military base. His first day there he received much praise and thanks for his agreement to the program. He was lead into a blinding white lab where he ran on treadmills and did other health inspections. After that he was giving the first of many shots that the doctor assured would make him feel 40 years younger. Over the next week, Arnold did not leave the base. He was always monitored and it felt like they always were carting him to more tests or briefings fro the war. All the while Arnold was pumping weights like an Olympian. He was growing at amazing rates. The doctors kept a close watch on his growing and informed him of his ever increasing measurements. By the 8th day, Arnold's arms were up to 21 inches and were defined well. His forearms were now 19 inches and pulsed with veins. His chest was up to 55 inches. His once flabby stomach was becoming a dense ball of muscle that was so big, he had to have new pants with a larger waistline.

He looked back into the mirror. He was an alpha male in every way. His shoulders were too wide to be seen in the large mirror of his bathroom. His neck had disappeared into his thick traps and shoulders. His chin could now rest on his meaty pecs with him hardly having to move his head. He stepped to the side and flexed his arm. 24 inches was his last measurement but they could have been bigger. He had tried to measure himself on his old scale but the machine only went to 320 pounds. He knew he was much bigger than that.

Arnold did not stop growing and neither did his huge penis. He was also now supporting balls the size of lemons. He was having wet dreams every night and even took the liberty to have a couple of cute nurses relieve his never ending supply of cum. He often walked around the base with no shirt on because as soon as they found him a larger shirt, his bulging muscles had turned it into shreds. As he walked down the halls, eyes turned and gazed at his chest which was wider around than most men are tall. Arnold had become a monster and was loving his new bulk.

As he washed the last of the shaving cream off his face he turned off the lights and went to bed. He was ready for his deployment tomorrow.

* * * *

The alarm went off at 6 AM sharp. Arnold jumped out of bed and went to use the bathroom to take a piss. He took his massive dick in his hand and just could not believe how thick and long he had become. He had big hands but they seemed small on his giant unit. He put on his cammo pants but they could not get around his waist so he had to find a large belt just to keep them on. His massive bulge was clearly visible-imagine stuffing an 8 inch thick sausage and two big lemons into a pair of briefs. This is what Arnold had to work with. He put on a white t shirt that was almost transparent from the stretching it had to do. His big plump nipples stood erect. His 6 massive abs were outline by the shirt and the bottom of the t barely made it past his belly button. He looked like a super solider as his 24 inch biceps bulged the skin.

He heard a horn in his driveway. He opened up the front door to find an all black SUV with tinted windows waiting for him. He got in the backseat and they headed to the airbase. Inside were the two men from the caf?- Jim Holden and Elliot Bishop. Both of them were wearing camo pants and grey shirts and although they were both in great shape, they looked skinny compared to the 350 pound Arnold. This massive weight that Arnold carried not only made him look incredible but he was stronger than any man ever. He could lift a medium sized car over his head. His bench press was at 1800 pounds but it could have been more- the bar at the gym was not big enough to hold more weight. But not only was he strong but he was fast as an Olympic runner. He could do a mile in just over 3 minutes. He kept thinking about what the guerrilla warriors would think when they saw how big he was.

As they rolled into the airstrip, Arnold was briefed again, received his gear and got onto the plane. He was going to be dropped into the middle east in 13 hours- ready to fight and destroy.


What do you think? Continue or not? i don't know how I feel about this one but let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions to continue it.

[arpeejay]

Oh, yeah! Definitely continue! Great premise and great descripions!

One style suggestion: Pick a tense and keep with it. When in doubt, go with past tense!

All the best...

Richard

[Terrylee Long]

Please keep up with the story. It is very Hot. It would be fun to see more soldiers get to be his size. I like when people put measurments in their stories as it gives the reader a better way to judge their size than saying HUGE or BIG.

[milwmuscleguy]

Please definitely continue with the story. Your descriptions are great. And the idea of more Super Soldiers for him to fight with or against, is a good one.

[anglekindle]

Continue please.

[BBMikeNJ]

At least one more scene would be great...just to see what he can do in the field against any and all comers. Big ole 60yo freak. Nice.

[Mdlftr]

I agree that you should continue this, with one suggestion in ADDITION to those already received.

Work on developing and explaining the motivation for bringing him back to the theater of war. I assume that the Army picked him to come back out of retirement because of his experience in warfare - strategy, tactics, knowledge of terrain, etc. In addition to his muscles, you should describe how his experience makes him a better soldier. Even better, you could describe how his added muscle mass and strength builds on his experience to make him even more effective than the younger guys.

Mdlftr