Battle Royale: Kinniku Island- Part I

[Ryty]

[COLOR=lime]Well, uh, this is my first series on here. Basically it’s based off of Battle Royale by Koushun Takami where several kids are sent to an island to survive from one another while they hunt each other down. Messed up, I know. It’s also inspired by my good friend Otkuman who is, needless to say, much better than killing people! Haha. But I think you’ll find this much better. Just, um, comments are always appreciated, I’ll be sure to note your ideas for this series and I’m sure there’s something in here for everyone![/COLOR]

[COLOR=red]Warning: The following story may contain…[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white][COLOR=red]A possibly surprising ending, Anthro- human, blood, cock growth, cocky additudes, de-evolution (caveman “syndrome”), extreme muscle, homosexual tendencies, muscle growth, muscle theft, sex, violence, wrestling,… you get the idea, it’s not for the faint of heart[/COLOR]. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Battle Royale: Kinniku Island[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Part 1: the long trip away[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]----Story by: Ryty, Musclemadness & Otkuman2003[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]Everyone was piled onto the bus. They didn’t know each other, they didn’t care to know each other, it was just a rainy day and all of them were angry at how wet and miserable they were. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Joseph sat as far away from Ethan as he could. It was bad enough they lost the match because of Ethan but also coach decided to make Ethan the “star” cause of how well he had taken the loss and because he was the biggest guy on the team, making them look big and tough. The truth was that Ethan was too nice. Joseph knew Ethan actually let the other team win when he was wrestling. Probably because the rival team hadn’t won a game in the championship and on top of that were going to be booted tomorrow. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Meanwhile the football boys huddled in the back seat to keep warm. They were ogling the newest edition, though drenched, of “PlayBoy” Magazine. Zack was closest to the window and freezing while Kaleb sat on the outside getting warmer. Clearly they weren’t making much sense in their seating design. They didn’t seem to mind though as they turned the page to Kendra and drooled.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Matthew and the other bodybuilders took up three separate seats, mainly because of their gerth but also because of pride. Matt had lost his competition and the other two were waiting on their turn. Ted took a seat behind the two, not knowing what to say since Matt and Mitch had been friends since the seventh grade and Ted only now knew of them. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Kris had taken the front seat, stroking himself as he sat. Across from him was another model for Underarmor. Greg he thinks. One fine-looking Greg at that. Both were wearing tight-fitting clothes and constantly checking one another out.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Finally the bus took off rolling down the street. As though on cue the bus got warmer, making everyone sigh in relief. Several guys took their shirts off to feel the welcome heat.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Ahh shit that feels good!” stated Kaleb, standing up and getting as much heat as he could.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]That’s when everyone actually did care about talking. They asked each other all kinds of things. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Kris asked Greg, “So, you from around here?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Greg nodded.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Why so shy?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“I-I don’t know..” Greg blushed. He had a throbbing hard on in his Spandex shorts and tried to hide it though it was pretty hard to hide. That left Kris to just grin and take his chance.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]John asked Ted, “So you’re a bodybuilder, eh?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Yeah. I’ve been working out since I was thirteen.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Nice, nice. Really concentrating on your muscles since then.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Ted nodded. “I have to remind myself to stay off the sugar though. Stuff’s addicting as these muscles.” Ted flexed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Yeah, man. You got any pointers for me?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Ted nodded and started telling John all different methods for getting huge.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Tons of virginity questions were flying about in a few minutes with many unanswered. That got everyone curious enough to try and pry it from their fellow passengers. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The only one not talking was Joseph who refused to be cheered up. He was irate about Ethan and keeping it to himself was only making it worse. Eventually he drifted to sleep amidst all the noise.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]They drove out of the city and the guys didn’t even notice. The bus driver flipped a switch. Gas seeped from the heater in the back. First one to crawl up on a seat was Zack followed by Kaleb. Mitch and Matt had moved back to talk to them so they were out next. John fell asleep on Ted in the middle who took longer to go out for his size, Ethan next to the two of them now laying on Ted’s bicep. Joseph was a waste of gas as he had already gone to sleep. The last two to go to sleep were Kris and Greg who were now next to each other with the biggest hard-ons on the bus, and, to top it off, were cuddling one another. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The bus driver snickered and turned off the gas, turning into an abandoned farm outside of the city. He drove to the barn and took the bus up a ramp to the back of a cargo plane. Softly and quietly, he dispensed the boys to a custom section of the plane, a section decorated like a private jet though much larger. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Sleep tight, boys,” said he, grinning wide. He drove away and back into the city.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The bus driver pulled up to a doughnut shop and let on a man in a tuxedo hooking arms with a woman dressed in a black dress. They got on completely dry and handed the driver several thousand dollars.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Thank you,” said the woman in a beautiful soprano, “You have done your job quite thoroughly and well.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The driver nodded. “Shall I take you and your sir somewhere special?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The man chuckled. “You thought you were finished? How funny. No, we have something more of you to do.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“What is it? I can’t fly a plane.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The woman giggled. “Not that at all, sir. You’ll like your payment this time much better anyway.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The couple leered an evil grin at the driver who became completely mesmerized.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Your orders?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“None yet. Take us to 1308 Uriel Point Circuit outside town. There you will abandon your bus and allow nature to do what it will with it. Understood?” Asked the woman.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Yes, sir and lady.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Then go,” ordered the man, taking the woman back to a pair of seats.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Finally, love, some decent entertainment.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“How long would you think before one wins?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“A year. That’s my guess. Yours?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“I agree. What about the other executives?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The woman smiled, “We’ll have to find out tonight.” She sat in his lap.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Oh you’re such a seductive girl.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“I know. How could I not be with such a strong, handsome and big husband?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]He grinned back. “Tonight is your night, dear.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The bus drove on to Uriel Point.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Upon reaching the manor at the address, the bus driver felt a needle in his trapezium and a searing heat flooding through him. He growled. His clothes felt tight. Too small. Suddenly he burst from the clothes. Under his skin, his muscles looked like they were boiling. Veins pumped huge amounts of blood to the muscles. His arms shook like they had a seizure and muscle bulged out. His legs were next. His quads burst out of his pants, trapping him beneath the steering wheel, His calves making his feet hit the gas and the breaks. It’s good the engine was off he realized before his abs felt a pain like having a stomach virus. An eight pack burst forth from where a beer belly used to be. His pecs felt sore, a pressure building behind them. His nipples got hard. Veins crawled all over his neck, shoulders and pecs. In a split second, the pectorals ballooned outward. He grew taller and the changes followed, now proportional and looking like a super heavy weight bodybuilder at seven and a half feet tall.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Now you are security. Follow us to your new place of work and home,” said the woman feeling the former bus driver.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Dear, remember how big I am,” said the man with a grin. “We will have some fun this evening if you like.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Oh, honey, I never forget your size! How could you?” she said playfully.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]They walked into their house.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“Ladies and gentlemen! We have come to the end of a long road!” announced a man in a black suit. He stood behind a podium in an ornate ballroom set up as an auditorium for the night, making it look like an opera house. He continued, “Tonight! We witness the unveiling of Monseir and Mistress’ Abendroth’s hard-worked formulas which will be displayed for your entertainment on subjects. These subjects must fight one another without mercy and only one may leave the island in which we are now shipping them. None know which of the ten different formulas they have ingested nor do they know that they have done so. It is pure surprise which they have! The scientists don’t know! The master and mistress don’t know! Not even I know! How fun!”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“This is absurd! You don’t think these gentlemen will actually fight one another! Surely the formulas won’t de-civilize the consumers! And what’s the poi-!!”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Suddenly the complaining man was in a stranglehold of some person dressed in a private security uniform. He looked like a full time bodybuilder but felt far stronger.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Mister Gable, please don’t complain. It is quite rude.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The words came from Mr. Abendroth in the back of the auditorium. He came forward.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Sirs and madams, I pardon for the sudden revealing but Mister Gable was being quite obtuse. This new security guard is Mister Moore, a former bus driver filled with a large amount of a newer formula not given to the subjects. It increased height and muscle mass as well as strength which has tripled. Security, please escort Mister Gable outside.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“You each have a copy of the gentlemen and nine of the formulas. They should tell you everything you need to know. Our subjects are now travelling to Kinniku Island onboard a plane. They will wake up shortly. Bets on who will win are now being taken at the back of the ballroom.”[/COLOR]


[COLOR=white]Zack was the last to wake. The surroundings were odd to him. Never in all his life had he been in a private jet nor did it strike him as odd that he had appeared in one overnight. Everyone was either confused or whispering like someone would hear an embarrassing secret. [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]The television at the front of the cabin turned on with a man having gray hair and a handlebar mustache on the screen.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Welcome, subjects,” said he. “You are being transported to island Kinniku in the South Pacific. It is an island composed of many terrains ranging from desert… “ a picture of a desert appeared on the screen, just off a beach and progressed through the other terrains as the announcer mentioned them, “tropical forest, a small lake, ruins as well as scattered debris from previous explorations. This island will benefit you in any way you, your mind and unfound powers can twist it to work for you. You will be dropped off at this beach” a picture of a Hawaiian-looking setting shows on the screen. “From here you will be given a week before the formulas fully effect your bodies. You will not be able to call on them or figure out which they are before that time. As well, I must inform you that there may only be one person who will be able to come back from the island. If you want to see civilization again, there will only be one champion. The losers will be stripped of title, rank, handsomeness, masculinity, muscle and power all alike but will be kept alive and transported back to civilization as though nothing has happened. The champion will keep his won body and knowledge as well as gain infinite riches but lose the powers as they will have worn away. Goodbye and good luck.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Several times during the message people had tried to speak, but to no avail as the video had been recorded and not live. Soon the plane landed and everyone piled out, or were thrown out by security who were in another cabin, which took quite a few for Ted and Mitch. The plane left and all the “subjects,” as they were, stood on the beach.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“What now?” asked Zack dumbfounded[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“We take everything from everyone,” said Mitch bluntly, “and I intend to win.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Everyone huddled and discussed what to do, though there didn’t seem to be much choice. They had no clue if there was an abundance of food on the island or if there were any diseases to be concerned with.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Alright,” announced Joseph, “we split. No two of us go together. We each find our own spot and stay in that area for a week. Agreed?”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]Everyone agreed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Good.”[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]They all departed. In one week’s time they had no clue the changes that would occur to them, how badly they’d want to win.[/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Ladies and gentlemen! The combatants have left the plane! [/COLOR]

[COLOR=white]“The gloves are off! [/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“The bets are in![/COLOR]
[COLOR=white]“Let the game begin!” [/COLOR]


[COLOR=white]Thanks for reading!! Comments are always appreciated! ^-^[/COLOR]