"Dad, am I strong?"

[TheMM]

(This ain't really long or anything, but I just felt like making a small story about a kid who becomes REALLY muscular. It's not sexual or anything, so don't worry about that.)

Eric shoved a comic book into his dad's face. "Dad! Could you buy me this?"
His dad pulled the comic book down, "Whoa there! Hold on a bit. You surprised me there! Now what is it you want me to buy exactly?..." He read the advertisement.

"The NEW Super Kids Boy-flex Home Gym!

Has your son been reading his comics only for the pictures? Does he constantly ask you to stay on TV shows with muscular men on them? Does he seem to stare at any large muscular man with his mouth open?

If you can answer any of those questions with a resounding 'Yes' then buy your son the new Boy-flex Home Gym! Guaranteed to give your son the body of his dreams in the first week or your money back!"

Below that was what Eric's dad could only think was some sort of Photoshopped image. It showed an incredibly muscular boy doing several different bodybuilding poses. He had to admit that the editing was really quite done, it looked quite real. Eric's dad laughed a bit, but saw that it would take about a month for the 'gym' to get there. That ironically corresponded to Eric's 12th birthday. But he decided to get it for Eric, since it really wasn't much.

A month later, a large box arrived at their house, the day after Eric's birthday. When he heard that it had finally arrived, Eric immediately dropped the rest of his presents from the day before and immediately starting asking his dad to set it up. He asked Eric to just be patient and go do something else for a bit while he set things up.

A very long hour for Eric later, his dad finished. He told him to just take things easy and not over exert himself, then he handed Eric a bottle and container, and said that it came in the box with the gym. As he was about to continue the phone rang and was called to work on an emergency, leaving Eric alone with his new gym. He came back home late that night and saw Eric was in bed. He told himself that he'd help Eric use his new gym the next day. However he never got that chance for the entire next week and he quite literally did not get to see his son at all, except sleeping peacefully in bed, until he just out and out said he was taking a day off and that was final.

However, when he went into Eric's bedroom that morning to wake him up he saw something he was not expecting. When he entered Eric's room he thought that the sheets were clumped up, because they seemed to be far higher than they should be. He touched his son's head and told him to wake up. Eric heard him and after a minute opened his eyes.

"Hi dad." Eric whispered to his father.
"Good morning Eric. I'm finally gonna train you on the gym I bought." he said.
"Thanks dad, but I've been kinda using it already." Eric replied.
"That's fine. But I do hope you haven't been overdoing it." he told him.
"Oh I haven't, and I think I've been making really good progress." Eric said.
"Really? Want to show me?" Eric's father asked him.

Eric was eager to do this, so his father stepped back. Eric then quickly threw off the covers and stood up. What Eric revealed nearly knocked his father out from shock. Eric was not the same five foot tall boy his father knew. Well he was still five feet tall, and still had Eric's face...But that was where it ended.

Below Eric's head were two massive beach ball-halves, or rather those were his pecs. They jutted out at least 4 inches, if not more, from his chest; just pure pec muscle hanging straight out against the pathetic pull of gravity, and heaving out further as Eric breathed. To his sides were two massive cannonballs that called 'deltoids', but cannonballs were better descriptions. Below those were Eric's pythons, a massive bicep with a super-deep tricep belly led to his forearms which looked like four bowling pins set next to each other and finally ended with Eric's normal-sized hands. Eric's insanely wide lats were next as they shoved his arms away from the rest of his torso, and for a good reason considering they were so big. Eric's father saw that he clearly had an incredibly deep eight-pack, but his pecs were just so massive they actually covered the top row of abs for the most part. Along with his obliques, all of this muscle led down to Eric's unchanged waist...unchanged in size from what he was a week ago, not unchanged in any other fashion. Below that was almost an explosion of muscle in Eric's thighs that jutted out in all directions from their center, each at least one and a half times bigger than Eric's waist. Below his Sequoia-like thighs were his calves, the only good comparison that could be made to them was his biceps, and again that led down to his regular sized feet.

All of this muscle, all this power and strength, lied underneath Eric's neck. Or rather it would lie under his neck, if his massive pecs and traps that shot to the top of the back of his head.

"E-Eric...h-how much do you weigh?" he asked his insanely muscular and slightly frightening son.
"I don't know dad. I can't see over my pecs anymore, and even if I could, it's really hard to get into the bathroom." Eric told him.
"That's fine...I'll bring it in here." he told Eric as he left and brought in their scale.

He asked Eric to step on it, and the digital readout skyrocketed. 100 pounds was a joke, 200 came and went, 300 was a mere road stop; at this point his eyes were just getting wider and wider; 400 pounds barely had time to exist as it stepped up to 425, 450, 475, 490, and finally stopped at 501 pounds. This revelation made him fall back on his butt. He looked up at his smiling son, who awaited his father. Eric's father was almost unable to comprehend that his son, HIS son, weighed a quarter ton.

"Dad, is something wrong?" Eric worriedly asked, stepping back so he could see his father better.
"F-Fi-Five h-hundred a-and one pounds." he stuttered.
"What was that dad? I couldn't hear you very well." Eric said.
"Five...hundred...and one pounds." he repeated.
"Is that a lot?" Eric asked.

His father was flabbergasted. Eric, his son, who had put on about 50 pounds of pure muscle a day in the past week, was asking him if that was 'a lot'. He didn't reply to Eric's question, but only told him to hold on a sec. He left and returned again with a measuring tape. He told Eric to flex particular muscle groups and showed him how. When Eric asked why his father told him that he was just going to take measurements of all his muscle groups. Once he knew this, Eric was happy to do so.

He had some trouble considering that there was just so MUCH of his son to measure, but he managed to get some stats down:

Biceps: 36 inches
Forearm: 28 inches
Chest: 96 inches
Thigh: 48 inches
Calf: 32 inches

Those measurements were just astounding in all ways to him. But the most incredible was Eric's chest when flexed, 96 inches, or 8 feet. Eight feet around, which was the entire measuring tape he had.

"Am I big dad?" Eric asked.
"B-big? You're probably the most muscular person on Earth!" he told his son.
"I am? Really? You mean that?" he continued to ask.
"Of course! And I'm proud of you!" he told Eric.
"Thanks dad!" replied Eric, picking his father up easily, "I wanna show you something!"

He set his dad back down, but decided to show off a bit by walking through his door, literally, since it was shut. He took out most of the door frame with it, leaving large gaps where his body simply tore through the wall like it almost wasn't even there.

He went outside through their front door, but decided to walk sideways in order to not destroy it. He told his dad to stand back from their house. Eric than walked to the approximate middle of the outside of their house and began digging in the dirt with his hands. He easily scooped the hard ground into his hands as his superior strength tore through it. He kept digging for several minutes, next to the house until he got to the point he wanted.

Now the thing Eric did next, his father knew couldn't happen, and almost shouldn't...but did. Eric brushed the dirt off his hands, reached down into his hole next to their house, and began to pull. It was clear that Eric was putting all his effort into it, his face was turning red and thick veins rose to just beneath the surface of his skin. But now his father saw something truly incredible. Their house...moved.

Then it moved some more. They heard things start to shuffle around as against all odds, Eric actually began moving UP. Slowly, but surely he moved, and with him, the house. Eric's dad was speechless. He knew that his son, even with his new size shouldn't be able to do THAT, but he was. The space between the house's foundation and the ground where Eric was pulling was evident. Both of them heard things start to slide and fall as Eric lifted the side of the house higher and higher. Eventually Eric managed to get his arms straight up, holding up an entire half of their house. But now he altered his stance and moved his hands around...then with a loud grunt, he gave a mighty heave and lifted the entire house off of the ground. After that he started shifting their house around, which his father quickly realized was to move to the middle of it to keep it balanced.

Holding the entire building above his head, his massive swollen arms showing less and less strain the more he held it, Eric walked over to his father.

"Say dad, am I strong?" Eric asked his dad.

Eric's father fainted at this.

[muscl4life]

Nice story, dude! It was indeed a very good reading!

Congratulations

[mlbjock]

Awesome short story man. Definitely fun to read!

[TheMM]

Thanks a heap you two. That means a lot that you both liked it. I posted this on a whim on Monday very shortly before the forum went down; I didn't really think it would get any real attention.

[anglekindle]

that was great... wish it was longer though

[TheMM]

Originally Posted by anglekindle

that was great... wish it was longer though

I admit, most stories I make are met to be short, sweet, and to the point. But the big reason is that it's rather difficult for me to simply keep thinking of stuff for them.

[lead guitarist]

This story is terrific! I'd really love to see a Part 2, maybe after another week of Eric's workouts ... "Dad, am I REALLY strong?" Great stuff, TheMM!

[TheMM]

Originally Posted by lead guitarist

This story is terrific! I'd really love to see a Part 2, maybe after another week of Eric's workouts ... "Dad, am I REALLY strong?" Great stuff, TheMM!

Glad you liked it LG. Some of your old works are my inspiration to make these.

But these are also met to be one-off stories most of the time. I never really have plans to continue them.

[iceman75]

Hey man, good job on posting this story, I love seeing super strength in stories. I can't wait to see more of Eric's strength as well.

[rextorres]

Haha! That was hilarious! I loved it!

[TheMM]

Wow, you fellows really liked this story a lot.

Umm...I guess I could continue it. If you have some specific ideas, do go ahead.

[philat99]

Great humor based on understatement. Very enjoyable!
Mike

[chocomus]

great story!!!!!!
i'd say... yeah quite strong, lol XD

[Lionor_King]

i hope u do more of this story

I really really Like the Idea of this story, I just wish it was a lot longer and taken a lot slower haha. The muscle boy gym thing is quirky and funny, it reminds me of a story I was planning on writing a while back. I really hope to see the story either continued or re-written to have a slower pace and a bit longer

Its so incredibly awesome!