Always respect your Daddy

[muscl4life]

Hey guys
I am starting a new continuous MGS.

To avoid further disappointments, let's establish some rules shall we?

1 - MUSCLE is the main idea
2 - EXTREME SIZE is allowed, so just go crazy, but let's make a 25 feet tall limit, because we are not a giant stories forum!
3 - SEX is the key, and only GAY sex will be allowed, but incest is okay if you want.
4 - At last, in order to make this a little bit organized, if you want to contribute with a chapter, but don't have the opportunity att he moment, just leave a post saying "I would like to go next!" and we can wait for your time, after all it's the main idea, mutual contribution!

Muscl4life

Always respect your Daddy
(you never know if he's gonna turn into a muscle FREAK!)

Douglas Matthews was the incarnation of the word ?loser?. 5?5? 140 pounds of bones and misery, Doug never had succeeded in anything in his life. After 20 bloody years working his ass every single day, they got him fired from his job at the bank, and he ended up working for a little company which provides private security for companies.
At least, working at night turned out to be a good thing, he didn?t need to face his loneliness in the bed.
You see, Doug never admitted, not even to himself, that he is gay. Back at High School, every jock used to pick on him, making his days longer and painful, especially when no one wants to be friends with you, not boys nor girls. Doug?s parents thought he would end up single for the rest of his life.
Then, one girl named Miranda came in Doug?s life. It was not he was in love with her, but at least she seemed to get along with him, and one night they went to bed together, not just one but a couple of them. To poor Doug it was just ?for fun? and he could prove himself that his last fantasies about big muscular guys from the football team were meaningless, but Miranda didn?t see it that way she was five years older than Doug, and she was trying to catch herself a husband. She knew Doug?s father was the manager at the city?s bank and he had no brothers or sisters, so she figured out Doug should be a ?rich guy?.
In sum, Miranda got ?knocked out? by Doug, as his father proudly announced to his fellow players in the bank. He also got Doug a job in the bank, so he would support his new family.
Since Doug was a complete failure, he couldn?t convince his father that he was too young to get married, that he wanted to go to college, you know the usual stuff, but his father was irreducible, Doug and Miranda got married, three months after they found out she was pregnant.
After that, Doug?s life became more miserable each day. The married routine sucked, and Miranda wasn?t very helpful. She only wanted money to buy clothes, have facial treatment, etc. Doug only got respected in workplace, because his father was the manager, but no one liked him there.
The kid was named Chris, after Doug?s father and he was really big and cute for his age, very different from his father. But you just take one look at the boy and you could notice the same dark hair and hazel blue eyes.
Sex life sucked as well, Doug couldn?t feel anything for that woman, and frankly she didn?t seem to care. Doug almost could tell he was being cheated, but he just didn?t care enough to bother.
Even so, he got her pregnant for the second time, and once more a beautiful baby boy, the same shape of face, the same blue eyes, Doug felt sorry this time the kid wasn?t different, at least he could get an excuse to divorce, because he didn?t have the guts to do it otherwise.
Time passed, the kids grew up very big and strong, and even Doug?s father was relieved by that, he didn?t want to see his grandsons being picked up like Doug was.
After 18 years of a sad, miserable marriage, Miranda one day called Doug and told him it was over. She didn?t want to be with him one more day, she had found her a rich doctor who would take care of her, but only her so he still had to take care of the kids.
And so, Doug was finally free! His wife had walked on him and he could be happy at last!
But it didn?t turn out as he pictured.
His father, the only thing who kept him from being fired, died from heart attack, and less than a week after the tragic incident he was fired by the new manager. His only chance was working as a security guard with Clyde, a former security guard of the bank who was a close friend of his father, but the wage was much lower than his previous job.
Bad news to Chris and Jake, Doug?s kids. They were 18 and 17 respectively, and both were on the High School wrestling team.
Jake was 6 feet even and weighed 220 pounds of pure muscle and strength, and Chris was really the biggest guy in the team, 6?4? 270 pounds, cut ripped sheer muscle mass.
Each one of the teens ate huge amounts of food per week to keep their hulking sizes, and it was no cheap thing, especially with the many supplements they consumed.
Not just by that, the guys were jocks, as you may guessed and their favorite prey was their own father!
?Hey little man! Wassup? Sorry if I didn?t see you in there, you?re so fucking small!? Jake said every time Doug called him to help with something.
?Oh come on, dad! Are you telling me you don?t have the money? Fuck I need those supps! I have a body to feed you know, I am not skinny and flabby like you!? Chris mocked when Doug tried to explain him that he couldn?t afford more supplements.
But the worst part was that Doug wasn?t respected by his own children, they kept making fun of him saying, that they couldn?t be their legitimate sons, since he was such a wimpy skinny pencil neck! They didn?t want him to show up at school, not even during their competitions, because he would embarrass them.
The house was a mess, the boys didn?t help him, and he had to take extra shifts to support his enormous siblings. One morning Doug came from his almost 24 hour shift and the boys didn?t even slept at home, they arrived a little after him, and he could smell the booze on their clothes and breath.
?Boys! I told you to be back before midnight! You?re both grounded!? Doug exploded in anger, but the boys just laughed!
?And who?s gonna keep us here? You? Come on dad, you?re looser!? Jake lifted him by the collar.
?J-Jake put me down!? Doug tried but his younger kid just tossed him to Chris, and even bigger son who just grabbed him under the armpits and shook him hardly.
?Listen, dad! Don?t push it or we are coming down really hard on you, you heard that!?
Doug was thrown at the couch and the huge jocks laughed hard as they went to their rooms.
?And you should clean this house, not even rats want to live in here!? Jake said from his room. Doug cleaned his tears and started cleaning, for the first time he was scared at his own kids, but mostly he was disappointed at them and especially at himself. He felt the kids were just expressing their disappointment at Doug, he was a loser, a failure, a disaster!
Doug considered this as he walked down the isles of the old factory.
He needed the extra shifts, so he accepted that stinky place where many chemicals were produced and stocked. Doug didn?t really know why would anyone steal something from that stinky place but it was his job to watch out.
Doug was never a brave man, quite the contrary, and he prayed everyday not to find a thief during his shift. But this time, he wasn?t granted his prayers, he heard other footsteps approaching him.
?Who?s there?? Doug asked trembling.
It happened very fast. Doug could only see a figure running towards him, and he only got time to protect his face, and then he felt being lifted and thrown inside some chemical container. It was full of powerful chemicals, Doug never learnt to swim, and he almost drowned drinking the bitter contents of Tank #8?
Doug woke up a, lying down in a hospital bed.
?You were lucky, Mr. Matthews! You were rescued right in time by your fellow worker!? The nurse said as she tried to make him more comfortable.
?W-who are you?? Doug asked nervously.
?My name is Rachel, and I am your nurse, Doctor Smith was just here and said you are fine! Fortunately, you didn?t drink any toxic product, according to the exams you are completely clean! Just slept for two days in a row? She smiled.
?TWO DAYS! I am gonna be fired!?
?Relax, Doug!? Charlie himself appeared. ?Don?t worry just put yourself together! The old man comforted him! The guy who attacked you, was one of the company?s worker, and so you are not liable to anything! We?re gonna sue their ass off!? Clyde said smiling but Doug didn?t care.
He was driven home by Clyde and the boys were waiting for him, with a mocking smile in their faces.
?Who would want a skinny guy like you as a security guard? It was expected to happen, you got beaten up, little Doug!? Chris smiled as he hugged his father.
?Don?t worry, old man, we?re gonna take care of you now!? Jake helped him to get inside.
Doug never paid attention to their words, he was just feeling strange, his muscles were sore and his bones ached. Doug just wanted to get something to eat.
Chris and Jake were on the living room watching sports, mocking of their weak father, while Doug kept eating and eating, the more he ate the hungrier he was!
Suddenly he felt his body tingling, his muscles cramping.
Doug got panicked and yelled for his sons, he thought he would die right there!
But to his own surprise he was feeling better, alive!
?Dad, what the hell?? Jake never finished his sentence, because he just took a look at his wimpy father and almost fainted.
Doug was growing! His muscles were filling, his shoulders widening and his bones were cracking to adjust the new mass.
Jake kept looking as his father keeps growing more muscular! Soon his shirt was tight, his jeans were coming to his ankles and completely cramped, and his abs popping out?
?Jake? What the hell skinny did this time?? Chris asked from the couch.
?Better come here bro! You?d never believe it?? Jake said as he noticed the shocked face of his father ? a 36 year old man, whom had been a loser for his whole life, now was filling out with sheer muscular mass!?

[Corwin]

Chris got up and walked toward Jake. As he approached, he could see his father sitting at the table, the empty plate in front of him. His father's shirt looked too tight, and the collar looked like it was choking him.

As his sons approached, Doug felt his growth increase. His shirt suddenly felt much too tight. He instinctively flexed his neck and the top button of the shirt popped off. Doug stood up, and as he straightened he heard the back of his shirt around his shoulders start to rip. He moved his hand to his neck, and the sleeve tore, revealing a throbbing, growing bicep. Two more buttons flew from his shirt, unable to contain his chest. Below his thick, dark chest hair were two perfectly formed pecs. His sleeves ripped from his shirt and split more, unable to contain the growing power of his upper arms. Doug grabbed his shirt and ripped it off. His flabby waist was becoming thinner. The waist of his 38 inch pants now hollow, save for his ever firming abs. The legs of his pants began to split as his quads and hamstrings expanded. His growing glutes caused his pants to split open. Doug looked toward his boys and realized that he was now taller than Jake and still growing. Doug felt a sharp pain where his dick was, like it was being squashed. He tried to open his pants, but instead ripped the fabric apart. Doug's package, normally small, was straining at his cotton briefs as if a python snake had invaded his BVDs.

Jake ran toward his Dad. When he touched him, Doug's felt a current of raw power flow from his son into him. Jake felt it too. His knees seemed unable to support him, and he began to fall. Chris ran forward, and Doug grabbed him. Again, a feeling of power and strength hit him. Doug's growth accelerated and he was looking down at his tall son. Doug was at least 6'6" before his growth slowed. Both his boys seemed to have gone limp. He helped them to the living room and sat them on the couch.

Doug stood before them. He wore only his white briefs and a pair of dark socks. His clothes were shredded and lay in a heap in the kitchen. The boys barely recognized their father. He was huge. The boys looked at each other as they began to feel more like themselves again. There was a shocked expression of awe on their faces.

'Chris," said Jake, "he's bigger than you!"

Doug ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He had seen his sons shirtless and it was true. His chest was now larger and more developed than his biggest son. In fact, he thought, if you took Jake's muscles and added them to Chris, that's how big he was now.

Doug pulled the scale out from under the sink. He stepped on it. His weight was 360 pounds. He thought, add Jake to Chris, subtract bone and organs and...

Doug flexed his arm. Chris bragged about his 21s and Jake strained to break 20. Both boys were big boned, and their peaks were a good 7 or 8 inches. Doug's arm looked to be about 27.

"That chemical did something, but did it do what I think?" He ran into Chris's room. He grabbed a pair of shorts and the XL t-shirt was a bit snug on him. He ran out the door.

"Stay here," was all he said to his sons.

Both boys belonged to a neighborhood gym. It was mid afternoon, and there were only a couple guys in the gym. One was the owner. He had been an amateur bodybuilder. He came in second in the Nationals, but never really pursued it, though he remained in pretty good shape. His 48 inch chest and 18 inch arms were nothing to sneeze at, though some of the boys who trained there were bigger than he was. He saw Doug and walked toward him.

As David, the gym owner, approached, Doug began to feel the same feelings of strength as when his sons were near him. David extended his hand to Doug. When Doug shook it, David seemed to fall forward, getting suddenly weak in the knees. Doug, on the other hand felt great. He felt strong, and he began to grow again. Doug was adding David's size to his own.

Next....

[Huge_Fan]

Doug carried the unconscious body of Dave over to a couch and laid him down on it. He was amazed at how light the gym owner felt in his arms, and how small he looked. Doug had never felt these sorts of things before, always used to being the smaller, weaker man.

He stood in front of a corner mirror, and for the first time checked himself out. He couldn't believe what he saw. His son's XL shirt looked like it was painted on his incredible torso, the fabric on the sleeves strained to contain his huge biceps, and he wasn't even flexing yet!

Watching himself in the mirror, he lifted his huge arm and flexed the bicep. His huge arm bulged with power and their was a definite tearing sound and the fabric of the shirt sleeve ripped apart, unable to contain his massive flexed bicep.

He flexed with his other arm, and grinned as that shirt sleeve too was shredded, by his fantastic flex.

He strode over to a set of weights. His sons always bragged when they got home about how much they could lift, or what new record they had set in the gym. Doug loaded the bar with 500lbs. If his theory was right, and he had gained the strength of both his sons and that of Dave, he should have no problem with this weight.

He lifted the weight off the rack and went back to stand in front of the mirror. Slowly he curled the weight up, pulling his arms up to his chin. He felt the resistance of the heavy weight and he slowly pulled it up, but his spirit soared as he found that he could lift it without much effort.

Doug felt a slight tingling between his legs as he felt his cock begin to stiffen. He'd always been turned on by big men, but never in his wildest fantasies had he ever expected to be turned on by his own incredible body. He finished ten reps, without much difficulty. The gym was hot this time of night, and it was for that reason, rather than any real exertion that he began to sweat. He noticed in the mirror that the white shirt clung so tightly to his sweaty body that it was almost transparent.

He placed the bar on the gound and spread his lats, just as he has seen his sons do when they were showing off how big they were. There was a loud tear as the skin-tight shirt developed a tear across the back He lifted his arms flexing in a double bicep pose. It was too much for his shirt was fell away in torn shreds, exposing his entire upper body.

Doug felt his cock becoming very hard now. He could see it presssing against his pants tenting the fabric nearly twelve inches out from his body. He moved his hands down and stroked his incredibly huge and cut pecs, running his hand down his chest over his washboard abs. He saw a wet spot spread out in the front of his pants as his cock began to leak copious quantities of pre-cum. It was all too much for his poor pants as his cock finally tore free from the remaining over-stressed material.

He stared at the torn shreds of clothing lying around his incredible body. "Wow! It's like I'm the Incredible Hulk or something!"

[muscl4life]

Back at Doug?s house, the boys were still shocked at what happened to his father.
?What if his heart can?t hold such extra mass? What if he suffers a heart attack?? Chris was nervously walking from one place to another.
?Chris, calm down! He?s fine!? Jake tried to calm his bigger brother, but deep inside he was just as nervous.
?Where you think he?s gone to?? Jake finally asked and Chris seemed to be anticipating it.
?He went to the gym, of course? Wouldn?t you want to try your huge body if it happened to you?? Chris said as he grabbed the car keys. ?Come on!?
Dave came back to his senses, realizing he was now lying at his couch, he heard the sound of metal plates clapping and he remembered the huge musclebound who shook his hands, the last image he had from before his passing out. He timidly went to check on his huge guest.
?Can I help you?? Dave asked realizing the guy was the size of a Mr. Olympia. When the behemoth turned around he was sporting the hugest hard one Dave have ever seen.
?Look, I don?t want this is my gym! You get out of here!!? Dave yelled as he yelled for help. Doug realized his giant cock oozing precum, and he tried to cover it quickly.
?I am so sorry, I didn?t mean it!? Doug said trying to hide his enormous manhood.
?I am calling the police!? Dave said grabbing his cell phone.
?PLEASE, don?t do that, Dave?? Chris yelled entering the gym.
?Do you know him?? Dave asked intrigued.
?He?s our father!? Jake confessed and Dave went even more shocked.
?You father? WOW! I see where you guys got your muscles after! You father is HUGE, and I?ve seen many huge guys in my bodybuilder days!?
?THANKS!? Doug said blushing, but then his cock managed to escape from his grip slapping his washboard stomach with a loud THUD sound. ?SORRY!?
?He?s going through middle age crisis lately, and we are sorry if he caused you any trouble!? Jake whispered in Dave?s ears.
?No, I guess he just helped me, I passed out a while ago!? Dave mumbled.
?Him too? Dad what are you doing to people?? Chris asked terrified.
?I don?t know Chris!? Doug answered realizing how much bigger he was since he last saw Chris, he was already 90 pounds heavier, but now he seemed even bigger!
?Dad, come here1? Chris said as he prepared the scale for his behemoth father. Doug did as he was told and Chris suddenly got scared ? ?457 POUNDS! FUCK ME!?
?WATCH IT, YOUNG MAN! I DON?T WANT MY SONS TALKING LIKE STREET RATS!? Doug said it out loud and his voice thundered around the gym. Chris nodded nervously and scared, as well as Jake and even Dave. Doug realized for the first time he was being respected by other people and he sure liked it.
?Listen Dave, I am sorry if you saw me in this state, but I couldn?t help it, my cock just got too big for these tiny shorts of my boys!? Doug really enjoyed referring to his huge sons as boys. ?I guess they didn?t get their cock sizes after me!? Doug looked to his now ashamed sons, after all a 12 inches long 7 inches thick cock was really a thing to behold.
?U-uuh, no problem, I have a few shorts of my own, I think I can find you something? Dave said as he left to locker room. Both Jake and Chris were terrified.
?DAD! You?ve totally humiliated us! Chris protested and Chris supported him.
?Before this morning you were just a wimp??
?YES! But now I am WAY bigger than both of you, and I demand some respect from now on!? Doug said a little louder, he noticed the car keys hanging of Chris? pocket.
?HOW MANY TIMES I TOLD YOU THAT I DON?T WANT YOU GETTING MY CAR WITHOUT PERMISSION?? Doug yelled at Chris and the big jock barely could excuse himself ? ?Oh come on dad! We were worried about you! You?ve just left us at home!?
?How does it feel, being there worried for a change? You?ve done that many, many times with me!? Doug said getting the keys in his hands. ?Let?s get out of here, before that Dave guy comes back!? Doug just pulled his two protesting sons out of the gym.
?DAD! We gotta find out what?s wrong with you!? Jake said as he felt his 200 pound body being easily dragged.
?There?s nothing wrong with me! I don?t know what happened to me, but I definitely liked! Some things are gonna change at home!? Doug said as he put his sons inside the car and entered the driver?s seat ? ?DAMN! This is fucking cramped!? He cursed as his chest simply got stuck near the wheel ? ?Chris, how come you drive so tight?? Doug asked as he simply ripped the car seat off and throw it in Jake?s lap ? ?BETTER!? He said as he started the engine.
When they got at home, Doug went straight to the kitchen to stuff himself with food.
?Dad, I was thinking, you grew the first time in the kitchen, right after you had a huge meal, like that.? Jake considered as his father vanished with an entire ham.
?But, then when you got near us, we had that thing and you grew even more!? Chris added in a mix o curiosity and fear.
?And I am sure the same thing happened with Dave, it was like you grow because of our muscle!? Jake concluded.
?Oh boys, come on, and what if it was coincidence! As Far as I concern I could just have another growth spurt right now?? Doug laughed out loud but suddenly he felt his muscles growing once more.
?Oh, boys, I guess I was right?? Doug said as he started growing once more, but this time he was growing much faster. As he looked at Chris he was so much wider, his arms were indeed thicker than the boy?s 30 inches legs.
Jake looked at his father, and he got a little carried away, he grabbed a bucket of ice cream and gave it to Doug ? ?EAT IT!?
Doug was starving once more, he just grabbed the spoon and dug the ice cream, as he kept growing more muscular, more massive, freakier, and stronger each second.
?What are you doing?? Chris asked as he realized his father kept on growing, stuffing his face with ice cream.
?Just checking my theory!? I think Dad grows because energy source. You see, when he touched us, he drained our body energy, the sugar of our blood, through our pores and then he grows, that?s why we pass out, it is like we are hypoglycemic!?
?Since when you are a nerd?? Chris asked shocked at Jake?s knowledge.
?Well, believe you or not, I do want to become a doctor? Jake answered.
?YOU KNOW, I HAD THE SAME DREAM!? Doug said as he tossed the ice cream bucket away ? ?Say, if he had all that sugar, wouldn?t he?? Chris wondered
?OH BOY!? Doug said as his chair broke with amazing bodyweight. He was growing much faster now, his arms ballooned, his chest had completely ripped his snug shirt. Doug?s legs were so thick now, and they were noticeably growing longer and longer.
?DAD! You?re enormous!? Both of them screamed as their father enlarging figure stood up, he was over 7 feet in height, but he weighed close to 550 pounds!
?I FEEL SO POWERFUL!? Doug said as he noticed his 40 inches arms and the amazing 90 inches chest! He felt his body so much bigger, and his cock was indeed over 14 incehs long.
Chris and Jake were in awe, Doug?s growth was beginning to subside, but he was so much stronger now, he was so fucking wide his shoulders were at least 4 feet wide. The huge teenagers helped his father to get in his feet.
?WHAT A RUSH!? Doug said as he realized that his sons were so much smaller than he now! He had completely ripped his clothing, his arms were marvelous and his legs were so thick and muscular, his now 10 pack washboard stomach.
?Quick let?s measure him!? Chris said looking for the measuring tape.
The boys were now proud of their growing father ? 7?3? tall, 563 pounds, 45 inches arms, 95 inches chest, 57 inches quads, and 18 inches cock.
?DAD! You?re huge even down there!? Chris complimented him.
?Thanks, Chris, sorry for that joke, I know my boys are also very hung!? Doug brushed his boy?s heads.
?HEY BOYS, LOOKSLIKE WIMP DOUG HAD BECOME SUPER DADDY!? He lowered his arms and grabbed his sons, one in each hand and tossed them up and down.
?DAD! Put me down!? Chris pretended to be offended but the fact is that he was adoring that his father was happy, and now he would be really proud of him.
?Say, Jake, will dad grows each time he touches muscular men?? Chris asked with a mean look.
?I suppose!? Jake replied with the same look.
?What are you boys planning?? Doug asked curiously.
?Well, we could introduce to our wrestling team?? Chris started
?And then you could get even bigger!? Jake continued.
?Could be, but first I want to test my strength!? Doug put them down.
?We?re going to the junkyard!?
?Why?? the both asked in chorus
?I wanna test my strength! Besides, the owner is an old friend of mine??
?Friend of yours? WHO?? Chris knew his father was the most unpopular kid in school.
?Greg Wilson, he was a jock when we were at High School, and he made my life miserable! He ended up becoming a junk yard owner, but he is still full of himself, bragging he was the biggest man in the city!?
?Greg the BEAR Wilson? Dad that guy is enormous, he has a son Brad Wilson, he is a 300 pound gorilla of the football team!? Jake considered.
?Well I wanna teach them both a lesson!? Doug said as he rushed his car.
?Dad! Wait for us!? The yelled as they heard the car outside the house!

NEXT

[Corwin]

The junk yard was locked. A sign on the fence said, 'CLOSED' and the hours listed indicated that the last employee should have left hours ago.

Doug stepped out of the car. "Coming boys? Wanna see what you old man can do now? Or do you want to wait in the car?" Doug didn't look back for a response. He knew his two sons were awestruck with what he had become -- what he was becoming.

A chain was wrapped around two polls holding the gate closed. Doug gently tugged on the gate, noting the chain. He thought for a second. He could rip the gate off. He was sure of that, but it might attract undue attention. Doug looked at his thick hand, concentrating on his thumb and forefinger. He smiled. He held the gate with his left hand, and placed a single chain link between his thumb and forefinger. His forearm bulged a bit, and the metal seemed to melt away like clay, snapping the single link. "Wasn't even hard," he whispered to himself as he unwrapped the chain and opened the gate.

"Chris, drive the car just inside the gate. Jake, close the gate behind him, putting the chain back as best you can. I wanna look around for something BIG that will test me." The tone in Doug's voice told the boys that this was not a request.

Doug stepped into the yard. There were various disgarded cars and some other junk lying around. "Too light," thought Doug. "Maybe there's an old boxcar or maybe even a locomotive around here somewhere. Hmmm, wonder if they have a crusher," Doug thought as he took inventory.

As he walked further into the yard, Doug noticed a chemical drum from the plant where he was a security guard. There was some label on it, a chemical name that looked vaguely familiar, and the words "LOT 8". The metal can was empty.

Doug continued to look around. He passed a heap of rusting metal, and noticed a light. He heard voices. As he approached, he saw a boy about the age of his sons. He was about 6 foot 6. The kid wore only a skimpy pair of shorts. His legs were massive, and he had a thick coat of blonde hair covering pecs that looked like beachballs and a waist that rippled like an old washboard. The kid was doing one-arm bicep curls with a dumbell made from a thick pipe with two car engines on either side. A man sat beside him counting: "11, 12... Good son, now the other arm." Doug recognized the voice as Greg Wilson.

He watched the boy crank out a set of curls. When the kid hit 10, Doug walked into view. The kid stopped. "Who the fuck are you?" he asked.

"I'm here to see your asshole pop. I have a score to settle."

"I'm the kid's Dad." said the seated figure. The man was shirtless, like his son, and Doug could only see his back. Normally, that would have been enough to intimidate him, but not now. Greg's back appeared wide, even though it was unflexed. Doug could make out masses of muscle, and distinct areas where the man's lats met his traps. And what traps! They formed huge hills that attached to two cannonball shoulders. Slowly, Greg turned to face Doug. Doug was shocked to see that Greg appeared taller than he was, at least 8 feet tall. His muscles were massive, at least as large as Doug's. While the kid's chest was massive, his father's was amazing. He had a coat of dark hair that covered his chest, stomach and arms. His tree-sized arms were folded across two watermellon sized pecs. He said, "The boy asked you a question. Who the fuck are you?"

"Doug Matthews." Doug tried to sound authoritative, but he was afraid his voice cracked. All the thoughts of Greg beating him up in high school flooded into Doug's memory as he confronted the giant in front of him.

"Who?" said Greg. "Name sounds fam... wait, are you that gimp from high school. Heh."

"I'm no gimp," said Doug. He struck a massive double bicep pose that blocked the light that was behind him.

"That suppose to do something to me?" said Greg. He struck his own double bi, his peaks a good 6 inches higher than Doug's. "Looks like you changed some since high school. So did I. Whatcha think?" taunted Greg.

Still the bully, thought Doug. "Ya, what happened to you?"

"Must be goin' on three years now. Had this accident with a chemical drum. Poured a good 3/4 of on me by accident. Passed out for a good 8 hours. When I woke, well, I got real good and strong. Grew into this. They call me The Bear. Poured the rest on the boy here. He's 310 pounds of raw power. Been training him."

Just then, Chris and Jake came into view. The stopped, staring at the massive wall of muscle that was confronting their father. They were afraid, though they didn't know whether it was because of their dad, or for their dad's safety.

"I know you two," said Brad. "Hey, just in time to see my dad make mincemeat of your pop. GO FOR IT, Dad."

Greg turned and grabbed the dumbell from his son. Holding it like a javelin, he launched it at Doug. Chris could have sworn he heard a sonic boom. Doug jumped as the projectile barely missed him and logged itself into a concrete slab behind him.

Before Doug could regain his wits, Greg was on him. He lunged at Doug, wrapping his massive legs around Doug's abs. He pinned hands to the ground. Suddenly, Greg screamed as smoke whisped from his hands. "ARGH, what's that burning?"

Doug felt nothing. Instead, he had this odd feeling, like he had had when he fell in the vat, like his body was absorbing more of the chemical. Doug felt something else, he felt stronger.

Greg strained to hold on, but he felt unnaturally weak. His legs seemed to be getting thinner as Doug was getting bigger. He jumped off Doug as fast as he could. Doug stood up and looked Greg in the eyes.

"Hmmm. Seems I know these chemicals of yours. I like them and they like me. Let me see that arm of yours again."

Greg looked mean and flexed. His arm was smaller than before. Doug flexed next to him, and his bicep was a good 12 inches bigger. Greg tried to back away, but now it was Doug's turn to wrestle Greg.

Doug was reacting on pure instinct and desire. He wanted muscle and he wanted to take it from the jerk that caused him pain. He wanted strength and he wanted to hurt Greg. He wanted Greg to know what it was to be weak.

Greg yelled with every contact Doug made. He felt his muscles shrinking, his frame thinning.

Doug wrapped his ballooning arms around Greg and got The Bear in a Bear Hug. "Come to DADDY little BEAR," Doug growled as he felt himself grow taller, become stronger and more massive. As Doug grew, Greg's leg's left the ground and Doug held the bearish man against his own massive and hairy chest. When he finally let Greg go, he was nothing more than an 8 foot skeleton with barely enough strength to stand.

"Dad!" yelled Brad and punched Doug with all he had. Brad felt the burning on his fist as Doug just laughed. Brad punched again, and Doug grabbed it. He held the fist, watching the boy's muscles deflate. He had nothing against the boy, so he let him go when he was good sized, maybe 250 pounds. "Let that be a lesson to you son," said Doug. "Don't mess with your elders."

Doug turned to the stick figure that had been his tormentor. "Greg, that's for what you did in high school. Fuck you, asshole," Doug walked away, looking for something more challenging in the junk yard.

Next...

[muscl4life]

Doug was already leaving followed by Chris, when Jake tried to pull him back - "DAD! You can't let Greg like that!" Yhe boy asked nervously and Doug realized for the first time how serious was Greg's condition, his 8 feet tall freame shouldn't weigh 100 pounds at all.
"Why are you worried about that guy? He tried to kill all of us!" Chrsi protested, but then it was Doug who looked seriously into Chris's eyes.
"I was the one who came looking for revenge, son. And I was wrong since the beggining! Remember Greg had been exposed to the chemicals before than myself, if he acted like me well, you know how it would end, don't you?" Chris nodded as his father finished, then hte giant father brushed his fair brunette hair "You are a good kid!" Then Doug turned to his other son.
"Jake, I didn't mean to do this, I was just expressing my anger from all those years! And when Greg tried to defend himslef, I went nuts! Please say you forgive me!" Doug asked looking at Jake's serious face.
"We gotta help him, and Brad too!" Doug looked at Brad who tried to run away, but the booming daddy asked in his powerful voice.
"Brad, please, let me help you! I am so sorry for everything!" Brad was shcoked to see the gargantuan mas apologizing, kneeling in front of him. "HOW?" asked the huge jock.
"Let's take him inside!" Jake said as he carried Greg "Please dad, don't touch him, or you can drain even more muscle from him!"
Soon, they were all inside GReg's house and Jake had lied him on the bed.
"Brad, bring every sweet thing in the house, I am gonna need lots and lots of carbs!" Jake said as he checked for food.
The guy went back in a minute bringing two glasses of protein shake.
"It's all we got, Dad ate everything this morning!"
"That's okay!" Jake quickly gave Greg the sweet liquid and the former muscular man slowly drank it, almost with no power. Jake felt that it wasn't helping much, given his extreme condition. The jock remembered what his father did to him the first time he grew.
"Dad, please stand back!" Jake said as he removed his shirt, he grabbed GReg's hand and placed on his chest, and quickly he felt Greg draining the sugar from his bloodstream and qucikly he was passing out, but Doug quickly grabbed him in his arms.
Greg's body slowly changed, from the skeletic zombie form, he gained over 50 pounds summing the protein shakes and the help of Doug's youngest son, but he still looked too weak.
"Chris, can you help him please?" Doug asked and Chris rolled his eyes - "Oh, okay, here we go again!" Chris said as he approached Greg's horrible figure, taking his shirt off - "Help yourself!". The incredibly skinny man hesitated at first, but Doug encouraged him. "Go ahead, Greg it will help you recover!"
Greg waited no more, he just grabbed Chris pecs feeling his own body getting stronger, the power surge feeding his former amazing physique. Doug watched a little apreehensive as Greg regianed many pounds of sheer sized muscles, Chris gave him almost 100 pounds, and now Greg was strong enough to stand up once again. Brad grabbed Chris limp body and laid him on the bed, almost at the same time Jake was regaining consciousness.
"Hey kid, thank you! I was condamned!" Greg thanked Jake and Doug's son smiled. Then, Greg and Doug exchanged looks and the boys thought it would start all over again.
"Listen, Greg! All you have to do to get back your muscles is lots of sugar and protein, you'll be back in no time! I am sorry fr all that happened!"
Greg looked at him, realizing Doug was still much bigger than him
"Why don't you get the hell out of my house, before I change my mind and kick your ass, Matthews!" Greg said roughly but he kept a smile on his lips.
"Brad, the same thing goes to you! a few shakes and you'll be just as big as before!" Jake said as he left the house.
Doug carried Chris's body easily over his shoulders and they were already leaving when they heard Greg calling for them.
"HEY MATTHEWS! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" Doug hesistated at first, but Jake encouraged to go there and soon the giants were looking at each other, but Greg was still only 350 pounds, very skinny to their standards. Greg offered his hand and Doug diddn't know what to do.
"Come on! I am not afriad of you, if that happens again, I know you'll retrieve your hand!" Greg said confident.
Chrsi opened his eyes and realized he was actually on Doug's shoulder. He saw his father shaking hands with Greg, and smiling, unbelieavably nothing happened this time.
"I guess the amount of actiavtion energy needs to be increased in order to start another spurt" Jake considered as his dad suddenly hugged Greg with enthusiasm.
"Look, Greg, I was a jerk, sorry for almost killing you!"
"Well, Doug, I can't say I wasn't mad at you, but don't worry, I'll be even bigger than I was when you came here, and then we'll see who's THE MAN!" Greg laughed out loud and Doug qucikly joined him.
"WE'LL SEE WILSON! WE'LL SEE THAT!" Doug said flexing his left biceps.
Soon, Doug and his kids were back at the house.
"Jake, I've never realized you were so smart!" Doug said as he ducked to enter his house "DAMN! I am too fucking Wide too, I can't barely pass thorugh this tiny door!"
"Dad, I just kept secret about my grades, but i am straight A!" Jake said a little blushed.
"My kid brother is a nerd! What a loser!" Chris mocked of Jake, but soon Doug's enormous figure filled his entire sight.
"Talking about grades, how are yours, young man?" Doug asked crossing his mighty arms.
"Er- well, hmmm, I am not bad at all, but, but I" Chris tried to say something to escape from his now titanic daddy's anger.
"Why don't you two sit down as I fix something for us! I am starving!" Jake said putting on his apron and Chris disappeared as soon as Doug said "GREAT IDEA! I AM STARVING TOO!"
Jake cooked absolutely everything they had at home, chicken breasts, burgers, potatoes, everything, and the three of them finished the food almost too quick, in fact Doug ate almost everything by himself, and only then he realized an upcoming problem in thier lives.
"How am I supposed to support you guys? I've just ate our entire food! And you boys need to eat, you're athletes!" Doug considered as he looked at his enormous hands all greased with meat juices.
"Don't worry with that now, dad! Something is gonna come up, we still have some money left, and remember Clyde said you would get some money from the chemical industry!" Chris said as he took the plates back to the kitchen.
Doug realized how sensible Chris sounded, he smiled and looked at his boys washing the dishes - "All they needed was a strong paternal figure!" Doug smiled and he went outside, already feeling his stomach digesting the food he just ate.
Chris realized Doug rubbing his stomach. He went to the backyard to have some fresh air.
"Jake, I think daddy Kong is going hungry again!"
"So soon? But we have anything here!" Jake repleid drying the dishes, only those hyper energetic shakes we bought last week!
"But we spent almost our entire savings on those! The season is almost begining, and we need to bulk up!" Chris protested in a low tone so, Doug didn't hear them.
"You don't understand, do you Chris? Daddy just needs the food, look at his body, he is over 8 feet tall now, and he must weigh close to 700 pounds! Just his arm is thicker than our chests! you think it is easy to keep all that mass?" Jake asked already knowing tht Chris would give up - "Fine! The growing guy needs something to eat, look at his face!" Chris said as he went after the energy drinks.
"Daddy? Are you okay?" Jake asked a little worried.
"It ain't nothing, kid! Just, hmmm, I feel hungry all over again!" Doug said a little embarrassed.
"WOW! You've eaten almost everything we had! Chris is getting something for you!" Jake smiled a little nervous as Doug sttod up. Doug was now at least two whole feet taller than Jake, but he was just so much WIDER than him, Jake literally felt eclipsed by his father.
"It's like having the HULK for father!" Jake said out loud, looking at Doug's pecs.
"You think i am monster?" Doug asked in a mix of laugh and pain from hi hunger.
"No! I thin it's AMAZING! You know all my life, I envied my friends when they showed their big fathers and..."
"You two had to introduce skinny, flabby me as your father, right?" Doug completed
"But that;s different now! I mean you're the biggest man in the world!" Jake said laughing "Look at those arms!" He said a little more serious.
"You think daddy has big muscles?" Doug asked in a low tone, smiling patronizingly, he kneeled before Jake so their faces were nearer.
"y-yEAH!" Jake answered with no further shame.
"Feel Daddy's muscle!" Doug oredered as he flexed his 58 inches arms and Jake had literally to hug the enormous arm, just then Doug stood up and brought Jake along with him. Jake kept squezing it hard, but never trying to dent it.
Doug laughed and lowered Jake back at the ground. They were still laughihng when Chrsi arrived with the case of hyper energetic drinks.
"Hey, nice trick you taught Jake, dad!" Chris said as he lowered the case.
"I can do it with you too, young man, as soon as you get higher grades!" Doug said approaching Chris.
"Oh, dad! You know I am just big and stupid!" Chris replied in a whimpy tone. Doug simply grabbed him in his arms.
"You know that's not true! You can be whatever you want! I am proud of your athletical accomplishes, but it doesn't mean you can't excell in other areas, and most important, if you try hard, I'll be satisfied with your results, no matter what they are!"
"Wow, dad, you never talked to me like this before..." Chris said realizing how much bigger his father was, and how much stronger he had became, his steel hard muscles, his warm feeling of power.
"Yes, Chris, I know that, and it was my fault! You just didn't respect me because I didn't respect myslef!" Doug said tenderly, then he grabbed Jake too and he had his two sons in his enormous hug.
"Daddy changed, bigtime! I am not the loser I was, somehow I got all the strenght I needed and much more, from now on, things will be different!" Doug had tears in his eyes.
"Huh, Dad, could you please put us down?" Chris asked a little nervous, and Doug realzied why, he felt the hardness on his son's cock as he pressed him against his muscles. He noticed Jake was as hard as well. Doug was getting his both muscular sons to sport their erections! He never imagined that!
"Sure boys!" Doug lowered them both and rubbed his hands together "What did you bring to daddy?"
"It's a hyper energetic drink! It's for nutritional high maintainance sports, like bodybuilder, each one of this guys has over 300.000 calories per 100 mililiters.
"Why did you buy it anyway?" Doug asked ripping the case
"Well, we needed to bulk up for the upcoming season, and we saved our birthday money to buy those!" Chris said sadly.
Doug stopped "I can't drink them! You guys need it more than I do!"
"Dady, don't be silly! You're starving! We can't sit on our asses and watch you going hungry!" Jake said and Chris backed him up.
"Besides, you always gave us what we asked, now it's your turn to accept a little present! Please drink them at least they should keep you cool for the rest of the day!" Chris smiled.
"If you insist!" Doug grinned, and he opened the first bottle. gulping it down immediatelly.
"Tastes good!" Doug said as he opened the other bottle, which he gulped down easily, he opened the third and the fourth, then he drank the fifth, sixth and seventh with no difficulty.
"This stuff is really good!" Doug belched and drnk two bottles at once, then he finally drank all the 12 bottles.
"FUCK! Each bottle was pure energy!" Chris said as he saw Doug thrwoing the last bottle away.
"Delicious!" Doug cleaned his shake musctache, but suddenly he took a deep breath.
"HERE I GO AGAIN BOYS!" Doug yeled as his muscles started expanding. He moaned as his chest inflate, his guns grew bigger and longer, thicker than ever, he looked at his abs and they got even more ripped and cutter. Doug looked at his shoulders, they were gigantic.
"COME HERE BOYS, FEEL DADDY GROWING!" Doug called them and they were irhgt there, feeling his hardness, his growing power, his enormous muscles.
"My father, the Muscle Monster!" Chris commented.
"YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT CHRIS!" Doug said as he felt his body enlarging. Doug was growing so fucking huge, Jake and Chris felt that his muscles could engulf both if them.
Doug felt his cock growing, he just heard his shorts ripping given the shher size of his cock, almost 2 feet long and over one foot thick, Doug only moaned and felt hismself growing each time freakier.
"Daddy, you're so fucking huge!" Jake said as he finally kissed the perfection of his abs, and Chris bit his steel hard biceps.
"YESSSSS" Doug groaned. He looked down and saw his two beautiful boys, looking marveled to his monster cock. Doug grinned and his arms supported each son.
"Hey boys, I think it's time for you meal!" Doug suggested and the boys attacked his monster cock. First it was Chris who sucked him hard and powerfully, then it was Jake's turn who was gentle and tender, but also very sexy. They kept changing the turns as his father kpet gorwing and growing each time more powerful.
Doug only smiled, his view was magnificent, he saw his ever growing muscles and his two big sons feeling his hardenss, sucking his enourmous uncut cock.
He stood up lifitng his sons with him and he finally came.
"ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Doug said as he fountained cum, which was being savored by Jake and Crhis. Each sun sucked like newly borns, not wasting one drop. Crhsi managed to drink almost twice the amount Jake drank, but they kpet sucking, becasue Doug only kept cumming and growing.
Suddenly, both of the boys felt their guts burning, they felt a rush sensation and gasped for air.
"Boys? Jake? Chris? Are you oaky? Doug held both of them in his arms.
"So fucking huge!" Chris moaned as he flet his father holding him.
Then both of them doubled over and felt their bodies enlarging!
Doug realized his two beautiful sons growing more muscular and he went hard again.
The gaint fahter, wrapped his mouth around Jake's cock and started sucking on him, alteranting with Crhis's own mamooth sized tool.
The boys felt their bodies enlarging quickly and powerfully.
Each one was well over 350 pounds, and Chris was actually much bigger than Jake. The looked at each other, in the arms of the behemoth father, noticing that their big old man was sucking on both of them at the same time!
Soon both of the boys were cumming on Doug's mouth, a massive load, which none of them had been capable to produce before.
Soon, they were completely dry, and their incredible growth was slowing down, but not Doug's - he was still growing more massive and powerful. He getnly managed to nurse his two son in one arm as he gave himselef the blwojob of his life, his cock was so lone, all Doug had to do was a little strecth, and he found the enourmous mushroom head, already filled with more cum for him.
Jake and Chris were just too mareveled with their own growth, to notice what was their father doing, all they cared was theiur huge bodies pressed together. They kissed tenderly, powerfully.
"Chrtis you're so fucking huge!"
"You too bro!" Chris said in return and they kissed once more.
Meanwhile, Doug kept growing more muscular, and more powerful all the time...
He lowered his boys, who were stil worried about their growths, and kissing each other, and took a deep breath, feeling the rush of his growth.
Jake stood up, looking to his brother. Jake was now 6'8" tall and weighed close to 390 pounds. His biceps were 29 incehs around and his chest tapped at 58 incehs, with 41" legs, most amazing was his now 17 incehs cock.
"CHRIS! LOOK AT ME!" Jake screamed, but as soon as he saw his brother he went shocked - Chris was now 7'2" tall and weighed any less than 445 pounds of pure muscle!
His arms were 31" and his chest read 60 inches, his legs were full 45 inches and his manhood reached 20 incehs long and 12 incehs thick.
"NO, JAKE YOU LOOK AT ME, BRO!" Chris boomed as he flexed in a front double biceps pose. Their desiring bodies pressed together feeling their new masses.
"BOYS? I THINK YOU SHOULD TAKE A BETTER LOOK AT DADDY!" Boomed a powerful voice and the enlarged jocks got shocked with waht they saw.
Towering over them and seeming WIDER than both of them togheter stood their powerful DADDY.
10 whole feet of pure POWER!!!
He weighed nothing less than 1500 pounds!
His chest read 200 inches around!
His arms were perfect 100 incehs
Hi legs were 120 incehs
He Had 12 pack enormous ridged flat washboard stomach
His incredible cock was now 3 feet long and almost two feet thick!

"DADDY! YOU'RE AWESOME!" The boys said in chorous and jumped into his arms, Doug had no trouble in catching them and nursing them comfortably in his arms.
"Those are my kids!" Doug said kising each one in the lips!
"Daddy, we have grown too!" Chris said flexing his biceps "Feel them daddy!" Doug smiled and said "You two look incredible! I am so happy it happened!"
"You gave us the power dad!" Jake said huggin Doug.
Doug lowered them, and he realzied that even after the boy's growth, the difference bewtween their bodies and Doug's was actually BIGGER!
Doug was now almost three feet taller than Chris, who was the tallest of their children, and he was about eight feet WIDE, much more than if you sum Jake and Chris's width.
Such thing made Doug happy, he wanted his boys to grow bigger, but he really loved being the big man of the house.
"Boys, you are so beautful!" Doug whipsered as he hugged both of them.
"Yes, but you're GARGANTAUN, DAD!" look at those arms! they're almost twice as my chest!" Chris said excited.
"Chris, you are very big yourself!" Doiug added but Crhis kept feeling his huge guns
"Yeah, but you, you, you are just too powerful! My dady is the biggest man on the planet!" Chris reached and kissed Doug's motuh passionately, he grabed his father's waist with his enormous legs.
"Crhis, what are you doing?" Doug asked laughing at his son's attitude.
"Well, daddy, what Chris just showed you, is that well, we are completely in love with you!" Jake said as he rubbed Doug's chest.
"WHAT?" Doug asked a little shocked.
"Jake is right again, dady! Look at you! You're awesome! Amazing, unbleiavably HUGE! And I love your muscles daddy! I will do anything if you let me touch them, lick them, worhsip them!"
"Anything?" Doug asked a little curious.
"You bet!" Chris added
"Even cleaning your room?" Doug asked crossing his arms over his chest.
"What you mean?" Chris asked dumb folded.
"Well, Crhis you're a pretty messy guy, you room isn't cleaned in quite a time! If you wanna feel Daddy's muscles again you'd better clean your room!" Doug said as he brushed Chris's hair.
"If you do a god job, Daddy will press a fork lift just for you!"
Chris disappeared into his room, to clean everything.
"You sure found a great way to convince Chris to do his chores around the house" Jake said laughing out loud.
"And what about you, young man?" Doug said with a serious look.
"Me? I've cleaned my room!" Jake said in his defense.
"Yeah, but there's a pile of your laundry, it won't washed by itself!" The giant father concluded.
"If I wash them, will you do something for me too?" Jake grinned.
"Sure kido!" Doug answered blinking, and JaKe rushed to the laundry room.
Doug laughed and decided to enoy his moutainous bulk at the hot sunny afternoon, he just sat down and crossed his arms under his head, he just fell asleep quickly after he closed his eyes.
"Hello?" called an approaching voice - It was Dave, the gym's owner who was after the boys and especially their HUGE father. Dave looked over the fence, and almost passed out again. He saw Doug, but he was even bigger, COLOSSAL!
"HOLLY FUCK IS IT SOMETHING IN THE WATER?" Dave yelled and woke Doug from his sleep.
Just at that moment Jake and Chris came running, but Doug had already grabbed Dave with one hand.
"Oh boy, here we go again!" The boys said in chorous as they saw Doug ripping Dave's pants...

NEXT

[Corwin]

"Dad, how could you shake his hand?" asked Brad. "He almost killed you!"

"Just keep smiling son," Greg said, watching Doug and his sons leave. As the got our of sight and Greg was sure they were gone, Greg got on the phone.

"Injured at work you say..." "Fell in some vat..." "Thanks."

After Greg hung up, he began rummaging around the yard. Whenever Brad started to ask what he was doing, Greg glared at him or threw something. Finally, he emerged from the yard carrying an old drum. Brad noted that it looked heavy. He wasn't use to seeing his father struggle with anything. He hated what Doug had done to him.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"Fixing things. Grab a couple of those old metal bathing tubs," Greg ordered.

"Dad, shouldn't you be eating or something to get your strength back. You don't look so good. I'm worried about you."

"No need son. Soon, everything will be back to normal. Better than normal."

"I don't understand," Brad said, getting the tubs.

Greg opened the drum. There was a scent of rotten eggs and other chemicals as he emptied half the drum into each tub.

"Didn't you hear them, son? They talked about some chemical. I ain't no fool. Doug must have been exposed to some chemical at that plant he works at. Same thing happened to me before I began to grow. Well, if that's his secret, two can play at that game. Or three." Greg began to stip off his clothes.

"Dad, you're not going to..."

"You bet I AM!" he said, smiling for the first time. "And so are you. This is the chemical that spilled on me a few years ago. Always thought it might have been the trigger for my muscle, now I know. I was stupid then, washing it off almost immediately, but Doug was in that vat for a while before they dragged his sorry ass out. Wonder what would happen if you and I stayed in the chemicals for a few hours? Now strip and get in."

Brad thought about it. The chemicals smelled rank. He watched his dad step into the tub, and squeeze his huge frame into it, submerging his body as best he could. Eventually, only his Dad's head was above visible above the liquid. His face was flushed, and his teeth seemed to be rattling.

"Whatever happens, we're in this together Dad," said Brad, removing his clothes and climbing into the tub. It burned. There was a pain as the chemicals seeped into his system. He had a fowl taste in his mouth. He felt the urge to jump out, but resisted. Brad passed out.

Brad woke up and looked at a clock. Twelve hours had past. He started to move and realized that there was no liquid in the tub. Had it evaporated? No, the smell was gone. He wondered it his body had absorbed it, but he didn't like that thought. He looked over at his Dad, who appeared to be asleep. Brad stood up and got out of the tub.

"Dad! Dad! Get up!" he said as he walked over to his father. Like his tub, all the liquid was gone from his father's.

Greg grumbled and began to move. He opened his eyes, stood up and began to stretch. "Damn, I could eat a horse!" Brad realized the he too was famished.

The naked men went to the kitchen and rummaged for food. They ate cereal, milk, protein drinks, fruit, bacon, steaks, pasta... anything and everything in the kitchen. Still, they cculdn't quench their hunger.

"Hurry up boy! Shower and get dressed! I know where there's an all you can eat buffet," Greg ordered. Brad could barely think he was so hungry, but he obeyed. Within minutes, both he and his father were dressed and on their way to the strip mall. As they pulled into the parking lot, Brad looked over at the gym on the other side of the lot. "Maybe after we eat we can get a workout, huh Dad," he suggested.

"Maybe, but I gotta get more food first." Greg parked the truck and they went to the buffet.

It only cost $19 for the both of them, but they wiped the place out. The manager came over once and suggested that maybe they had had enough, but Greg stood up, his eight-foot frame towering over the smaller man. "I don't think so," he said. The intimidated manager left. They ate rack after rack of ribs, enough chicken for an army, pasta, soup, anything. After several hours of non-stop eating, they finally felt somewhat full, though not entirely.

Greg finally looked around at the other patrons. They were senior citizens on fixed incomes and obese men and women. Many were staring at the Greg and Brad, whispering about the 'gluttons' and 'how rude' they were for eating everything and leaving little for them. Greg didn't care. He glared at them as he and Brad finally got up to leave.

"So, son, what'ya say about a workout. I'm feelin' something in my bones that I could use a good pump right about now," commented Greg.

Brad pointed to the gym. "Isn't that the gym all those big guys train in?"

"Well, so it is." Greg smiled. "So, let's see if those chemicals did their job."

He and Brad walked to the gym. As they got near, they noticed a big guy getting out of an SUV. He was obviously there to train. He wore a tank top and shorts, his muscles bulging from every angle. As he walked, his quads flexed into massive definition, then relaxed as he took his next step. His arms looked to be over 20 inches, relaxed, and he carried a lifting belt. There was a slight rip in the neck his muscle shirt where his pecs had strained the fabric too much. His delts resembled bowling balls on the sides of his arms. He approached the door to the gym at the same time as Brad and Greg.

Suddenly, the guy slowed. He grabbed hold of a bench on the curb, and shook his head, as if trying to clear it. He sat, then slumped, losing consciousness.

At the same time, Brad and Greg felt something. Power. Strength. Growth. Their clothes felt tighter, then began to burst as each grew fifty pounds, then a hundred, or muscle.

"Whoa!" said Brad.

"Oh ya!" echoed Greg. "We didn't even have to touch him. It's like,"

"his power flew into us." Brad smiled. "Let's get inside!'

Moments after they entered, every patron in the gym had the same reaction as the bodybuilder outside. A few of the lifters were able to replace the equipment, but many simply dropped it or fell over. One or two may have been seriously injured, but it was hard to tell. Greg and Brad couldn't tell, or even care. As the patrons collapsed, they felt it. Power.

Brad reacted first. His shirt split open as his lats and pecs pumped up. Any fat on his body seemed to vanish as his washboard abs became an even more defined 10 pack of muscle. His pants burst, not able to contain his growing quads and hamstrings. The diamond shape of his calves became more pronounced. As each muscle grew, the separation became more apparent, muscle forcing over muscle to define itself and its might. As Brad's muscles grew, he began to get taller. He noticed that he was able to look his Dad in the eye, then he was looking down on him. He needed to duck as his head hit the 15 foot roof, but his growth didn't stop.

Greg felt his body begin to fill out. He felt his power return, and he flexed his massive arm. Then he felt it, more power. He began to grow. His hairy body expanded in every direction. He felt unstoppable, ducking like his son as he became taller than the gym would allow. As he grew, Greg stretched and flexed, feeling the power surging into his body.

As the growth stopped, Greg looked at his hunched over son. "Bit cramped in here, isn't it son?" Greg put his hands on two of the I-beams supporting the metal ceiling. "Wanna help, son."

Brad did the same, placing his hands on two other beams. The lifted. There should have been resistance, but they didn't feel it. Their hands raised as easily as if they were lifting toothpicks and paper. The ceiling ripped from the building, supports crumbling to the ground. Greg flicked his head toward the parking lot, and they tossed the broken metal. It landed on several cars, barely missing shoppers returning to their cars.

Brad and Greg stood. They were at least 20 feet tall and naked. Their phyisques looked like some overly-muscled comic book hero, as large or larger than the Hulk or Superman. Brad walked over to a squat rack that was loaded with 10 plates. He put two fingers on it and lifted it. "Is this suppose to be heavy?" he said with a laugh.

Greg laughed too, his left hand around his right wrist as he flexed his massive arm back and forth.

"Flex your arm in MY face, will you Wilson? Well, now it's my turn! Coming son?" Greg walked toward the gym door, kicking down the wall. His massive cock swinging between his legs, nearly reaching his knees.

"Right behind you Dad." Brad knew his father intended to show Doug Wilson just who the boss was. How dare he and his son try and intimidate them! Now, it was payback time.

Next...

[muscl4life]

Brad woke up hearing the noise of his father hurling, he opened his eyes and saw Greg panting, sweating all over ?

?HOLLY FUCK! THAT SHIT IS PRETTY STRONG!? Greg said as he checked Brad ? ?Are you okay? I saw you passing out, just a little after you?ve entered your tub!? Greg said to his still astonished son.

?You mean we didn?t stay there for twelve whole hours?? Brad
asked feeling his own stomach convulsing.

?HELL NO! You couldn?t make five minutes, you were almost drowning in that stuff, so I had to drag you out there!? Greg said still recovering his breath.

?And what happened to us? Didn?t we get HUGE ? I mean twice the size Doug was?? Brad was still disoriented, almost in panic.
Brad had grown to 6?10? over 380 pounds and Greg was now 8?5? and weighed 850 pounds of pure ripped muscles! He was even bigger than when Doug came near.

?Brad, listen! You and I couldn?t make it so long as we thought! That shit is pretty toxic, son! I?ve almost couldn?t save you! We could have died if we stayed longer exposed to that stuff!? Greg said as he walked closer the tubes, just the smell of the liquid, made he vomit once more, and the same thing happened to Brad.

?We definitely can?t get in there again!? Greg said as he managed to cover the tubes with some steel plates.

?But how are we gonna grow bigger than Doug?? Brad asked feeling his rage building again. He wanted the power, for real, he wanted to be as huge as in his dreams, he wanted to humiliate Doug and those stupid sons of him.

?Well, I think Doug didn?t last much longer than you did, remember he was a wimp! And since I already have the stuff on me, and you are pretty bigger than Doug when he started, I think we are good to go!? Greg concluded. He grabbed his truck keys.

?Come on! We gotta find energy drinks!? Greg said as he started the car.

?Wouldn?t we better eat for real?? Brad asked in his usual stupid tone.

?No you asshole! Didn?t you hear what that Jake guy said? WE need ENERGY, but digesting takes more time than drinking! Besides, remember what that kid did to me? I felt his energy savings flowing to me! It must work on other people too! We are gonna stop at Dave?s and grab everything we want, then we can drain all those guys like they did to us! WE can do it too!? Greg
laughed nervously.

?Yeah, I can?t wait to do that again!? Brad joined him, but he was quickly get slapped in his head by his father ?

?I TOLD YOU WE DIDN?T GROW, YOU WERE HALLUCINATING!? Greg repeated as they reached the main street.

?OH MY GOD! PLEASE, DON?T KILL ME!?
It was all Dave kept repeating as Doug held him effortlessly five feet from the ground. Doug had ripped his tight spandex shorts and was playing with his ?little? 11 inches cock.

?DAD! Put Dave on the ground!?

Jake yelled coming from the kitchen. Doug looked at him and pretended to be offended ?

?WHY CAN?T I HAVE SOME FUN AROUND HERE??

?Come on dad! Look at poor Dave, you?re scaring him!? Chris completed still kidding.

?FINE!? Doug lowered Dave back at the ground ?Sorry, little man, you just looked too hot!? Doug said giving him two thumbs up.

?Dave are you alright?? Jake asked, but when Dave looked at him, noticing that the kid was just massively grown since the last time he saw him, which was less than four hours ago, he got even more frightened.

?WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE??
Dave asked in despair. He tried to run away, but Chris held him pretty fast -
?Dave, you gotta be calm! You?ve seen the size of my daddy? You wouldn?t him to go mad, would you?? Dave also realized that Chris was now even taller and at least 200 pounds heavier!

?Look, Dave, I am sorry for ripping your pants, I was just so fucking horny after the blow job my kids gave me! I thought you were one of them, you little guys look alike from up here!?

Doug said smiling

?Hey, I am not a little guy! Especially after I?ve sucked your huge hose!? Chris protested.

?Are you okay?? Jake said approaching the dwarfed bodybuilder.

?I-I can?t believe!? It was all Dave could say. He walked closer to Jake, then he touched his chest, and the feeling was even stronger than when he touched Doug. Dave felt his mind going dizzy and his eyes closing. Jake, felt his chest puffing, his muscle bulging, and his shoulders widening. Her moaned as the spurt got even more intense, making him look bigger, more muscular, almost as huge as Chris. In fact, Jake now looked at his brother at eye level, and frankly he looked even heavier than him.

?WHOA! What a RUSH! Is that how you felt dad?? Jake said noticing his growth. Chris pretended he didn?t care for unexpected growth of his brother ? ?We?ll see who?s bigger in while, enjoy while you can!? Jake laughed and simply grabbed Chris mouth and planted his lips tightly on his brother?s ones.

?THOSE ARE MY BOYS!? Doug said as he hugged his two sons at the same time, lifting them from the ground.

?DAD, you?re crushing DAVE!? Chris managed to say and Doug let them go once more!

?So, I think you two can now, suck up the energy from the guys too!? Doug said as he sat down on the ground, and Chris quickly sat on his lap.

?Yes, we could say that! Although I still don?t understand!? Jake smiled and adjusted Dave?s body on his arms and sat over his daddy?s lap too.

?What are we gonna do about him? You?ve sucked his energy twice this day, you think he?ll survive?? Chris asked feeling his father?s biceps.

?He is just okay, he?ll coming around in no time!? Jake concluded as he checked Dave?s breathing.
That exact moment, Dave started to open his eyes and quickly he remembered the amazing Ferguson men, father and sons, bigger than life, overmuscular, overdeveloped, hyper masculine, absolutely HUGE!

?Look who decided to join us?? Doug said brushing Dave?s cheekbones.

?What are you doing to me? I can?t stay near one of you!? Dave finally said, fearing he could pass out once more.

?Yeah, I think this an awkward situation, but fortunately there?s a solution!? Chris said poking Jake?s chest with his elbow, and Doug smiled ? ?Sure there is!? He said as he stroke his giant cock ? ?If you drink from me, you?ll never feel weak near us again!?

?What you mean?? Dave asked puzzled.

?In short, Daddy?s spunk can make you grow just like us!? Chris said flexing his enormous arms, and frankly Dave needed no more encouragement, he grabbed on Doug?s cock and sucked like never, barely managing to engulf the head alone.
Son, Jake and Chris helped him, but Doug had another plans for his two musclebound sons.

?Say kids, I?ve been wondering, I am so huge now, that my whole is a lot bigger also, and daddy would be so happy if his boys used their new improved cocks to fuck my new hyper muscular butt!?

Both of the teens almost jumped with the new, they would fuck a 10 feet tall 1500 pounds muscle behemoth. Doug simply adjusted himself, lifting Dave?s body in one hand, while he exposed his enormous butt, showing his tight prick to his two desiring sons. Chris and Jake exchanged looks, their cocks were almost the same size, but Chris?s was thicker so he went first ?

?OH, DAD! WHAT A TIGHT ASS!? He said feeling Doug?s enormous butt. Jake was nervous, his own cock was aching with such hardness.

?Come on in, Jake, there?s plenty room for you here!? Chris invited and Doug moaned in pleasure as he felt the second cock going up into his ass. Both of the teens were fucking in a beautiful motion, and Doug really felt his own orgasm approaching.

Meanwhile Dave was in heaven himself, he never felt such a big log, he never thought it was so fucking intense sucking on a cock, he felt Doug?s power in each stroke, he could hear those melon sized balls shrugging with gallons of man juice. Dave sucked even harder and it made Jake and Chris fuck his daddy even stronger, and soon it was too much for Doug. He blasted his juice into Dave?s mouth, at the same time Chris and Jake flooded Doug?s tight ass with their combined juice.
All of the guys felt like touching the sky. Doug stood up carrying Dave with him, and towing Jake and Chris?s giant cock. They all were blessed with absolute powerful orgasms, and their growth quickly started. Jake and Chris felt their cocks growing bigger inside their father, although their old man was augmenting just as fast as they were, not to mention Dave who was close to 300 pounds with just w few minutes of growth.
Gently, Doug gathered his little musclemen and nursed them in his wide embrace. Jake, Chris and Dave, they were all growing and getting more muscular just as Doug himself.
They looked at each other growing more massive and more ripped, the shoulders, thighs, chests, biceps, abs, every muscle was growing beyond words, magnifying their power to amazing proportions, reaching new levels of power and strength.
Dave was the first to come back to reality, since his growth was the first to slow down, he noticed his muscle so much bigger, thicker and denser, he was not at least 6?6? and weighed close to 420 pounds ? a total gain of 180 pounds in less than 15 minutes! WOW!
But soon Dave snapped back to his relative insignificance, Chris opened his eyes and noticed his new magnificent body - he was 7?7? and weighed 570 pounds, a very good gain, he was so much bigger than he was, he was dying to show Jake his new improved muscles, when he realized his ?little? brother wasn?t that little anymore!
Jake stood up, reaching 8?3? in height and 650 pounds in muscle mass!

?JAKE?? Chris asked dumbfolded.

?CHRIS? You look so fucking huge!? Jake said not realizing his own muscle development. As soon as Chris approached him and they compared their size the elder brother got a little disappointed, because now Jake was a lot more muscular than he was.

?I guess that the more you drain energy from other individuals, the stronger your own growth spurt becomes! That?s why I grew bigger than you, bro!? Jake tried to justify, but truth was he actually enjoyed being so much bigger than his former bigger brother.

?I AM STARVING!? Doug yelled, he was still 10 feet tall, but he had gained at least another 300 pounds in MUSCLE growing much wider and powerful than before. His breath was difficult and he sweat like a pig.

?We need food! Lots of food!? Chris said out loud, Dave pointed to his van.

?I have tons of supplements in my car! I was just renewing the stock!?

Doug heard that and he walked towards the fence, simply lifting his giant legs and going over the thing. He looked at the minivan with tons of sports food, Doug simply grabbed the car and lifted it over his head, bringing it inside the house. Once he was back in the yard, he simply lowered the vehicle and ripped the top as it was made out of paper. He grabbed the cases of supplements and tore them easily, drinking, eating or simply sucking the contents into his enormous body. He kept growing more muscular and powerful as he ate, and so did the other three men, especially Dave who had never ate so much in his life. He kept stuffing his face with more and more food.
When their growing banquet finally ceased, all the guys were lying on the ground feeling their huge muscles still expanding, but much slower than in the beginning.

?WOW!? Dave exclaimed for the tenth time in a row, he still was impressed to what happened in his life, so fast and yet it
changed it completely!

?You guys were great!? Doug said kissing each one in the forehead.


?WELL, WELL, WELL! LOOK WHO?S HERE!? ? Greg yelled crossing his arms on his chest. He was almost as big as he had been, but he had this strange look on his face.
Dave remained lying on the ground as Greg approached him.

?STAND UP MATTHEWS! I WANNA FIGHT YOU, ONCE AND FOR ALL!? Greg said provoking him.

?YEAH! WE?RE GONNA KICK YOUR ASSES!? Brad said as he approached Jake ? ?And don?t think your father will suck my old man?s muscles, cause we are prepared this time!?
The Ferguson men exchanged looks, then one by one they stood up. Chris, Jake and then DOUG stood up revealing their new augmented sizes.

?OH FUCK!? Greg yelled as he prepared to fight he launched himself into Doug, expecting to feel the rush of growth, but he didn?t!

?What?s the matter, Greg?? Doug asked meanly.
Chris and Jake stood up towering over Brad ? ?You think he?s challenging Jake??

?No way! You could take him with an arm tied!? Jake answered.
Doug walked towards Greg who was clearly panicking. Doug hugged him tightly, and Greg could almost tell his muscles were shrinking once more, but they weren?t!

?Greg, you know why I hated you back in high school?? Doug asked in a friendly tone.

?Huh?? the huge muscle man was puzzled.

?I was in love with you, you were the biggest mother fucker in the school, and you were always picking on me! But it doesn?t mean I still had a crush on you! Especially after I found out you had grown so massive!? Doug said as he kissed Greg deeply.

?What the Fuck?? Brad exclaimed at the scene, but soon he was surrounded by Dave, Jake and Chris ?

?You know Wilson, although you can be a pain in the ass sometimes, I think you ass is really cute, and you have a nice package on you, doesn?t he Dave??

?He sure does!? Dave said already feeling Brad?s muscles.

?You wanna grow Greg? You don?t have to fear me! I know how to make you as big as me!?

Doug said leading Greg?s shaking hand to his throbbing cock ?

?Drink from me and you?ll grow! Doug said as he stroked Greg?s chest hair.
The orgy started all over again. Doug quickly got Greg to fuck him while Brad fucked Chris, who fucked Jake who fucked Dave!
The six huge men fucked for over two long hours and they kept growing during the whole time. When they woke up from their orgasms, the whole seemed smaller, but it was them who got bigger, and much bigger!
Dave was now 7?3? tall weighing close 500 pounds, followed by Brad who stood only two inches taller at 7?5? and weighed 587 pounds, then came Chris at 8?4? 750 pounds, followed by Jake who stood at 8?7? 860 pounds, and finally stood the HEAVYWEIGHTS
Greg stood at 11 feet tall 1850 pounds, 265 inches chest, 120 inches guns, 150 inches legs and 4 feet long cock!
Doug had grown to 11?5? tall, 2400 pounds of solid muscle, his chest read 310 inches, his guns are 160 inches around and his legs are 200 inches around, with a 4 and a half foot long pole, almost three feet thick!
The men were all laid down in the ground, too much exhausted to fuck again, but also starving like never ?

?We have to do groceries!? Doug commented as he licked Greg?s cum from his chest.

?But who can afford it?? Jake asked with Brad?s cock up in his ass.

?I have some savings! But it won?t do for long!? Greg said feeling Doug?s cock resting near his armpit.

?We gotta put ourselves together!? Chris laughed as he unplugged from Dave?s cock.

?We don?t exactly need to eat, we can just drain from other guys, and then we can go look for some food!? Dave said with a mean glint in his eyes.

?HEY! There?s this new huge gym which opened downtown! We could go over there!? Chris said as he felt his muscles almost grow in anticipation.
The six behemoths finally stood up.

?Well, we gotta organize ourselves!? Jake said calmer ? ?We basically need three things, EAT, TRAIN and FUCK!?

?Well we can train at my gym, I think the weights are pretty good, but the place is too exposed.? Dave concluded

?We could move the things to my junk yard, no one ever goes there!? Greg said a little thrilled.

?That?s good! Now about food, Chris, we gotta sell the car and change it for supplements and food!? Doug said in a said tone.

?You don?t need to do this, Doug, I have a plan!? Dave said

?I am the smallest among us, but I?ll be a hit into the bodybuilding world! There?s an amateur show this week, and I am competing, you know no one except you can beat me! It?s a 2000 dollar prize! Not to mention the supplements!?

?That?s a beginning, but still not enough!? Doug considered.

?Well, there?s a way!? Greg finally said ?I also work for my cousin Lenny, in his demolition company, he makes lots of money, but he has to share it with all the workers, I think we could make a fortune if the five of us demolish the building!?

?That?s it, we are gonna do as Greg says! We?re a team now, boys! We gotta stick together if we want to GROW!? Doug said as he leaded Greg to inside along with Dave ?

?I need to make you bigger Greg, you gotta handle my cock inside you!?

Brad, Chris and Jake stood there in the yard.

?It?s gonna be tough feeding all of us!? Chris considered.

?Yeah, we?re just too big!? Brad added.

?I know, but, we can get all the supplements we want!?

?How?? they asked in chorus

?We need to find a lawyer to sue that company who did it to our fathers; I know the money we can get from them will make us rich!?

?Yeah, but how can we prove it?? Chris asked skeptical

?My father found the stuff which your father fell in, you think it will do?? Brad said full of hope, and Jake once more showed his brilliant mind!

?We can have it analyzed! It?ll work as charm, no court will liberate the company from the tort liability!? the biggest teen concluded.

?But we gotta have the stuff back, you know where it is Brad?? Jake asked and Brad nodded his head.
The three of them squeezed in the car and went back to junk yard.
When they found where the chemical bath was kept, they realized the whole stuff had vanished.

?You think it evaporated?? Chris asked intrigued.

?No way! Dad put a huge steel plate over the tubes, it was too heavy for any little man to move alone!? Brad concluded.
Chris noticed something on the floor, it was a name tag form the ChemTech industries, the same one to whom Doug worked.

?WE gotta do something about it guys!? Jake said as his brain worked to put things together.

NEXT

[Corwin]

Peter wound his way through the halls of ChemTech's research facility heading toward Professor Goodman's lab. He knew the route now, but a month ago he hadn't. How things had changed for him in that month.

He remembered the ad:
Research subjects wanted for exercise physiology experiment. Must be in good physical condition. Apply ChemTech.

Peter needed money. He was in debt from overspending on his credit cards. He had tried a stint in the army, but his bad attitude never really reconciled with Army life. It was recommended that he not re-enlist. So he was in descent shape, and the ChemTech offer seemed like easy money. Little did he know what they had planned.

The building seemed to vibrate with each step he now took. Doors rattled when he walked near. When it all started, he had been a 200 pound six-foot three inch man. Now he was so much more.

Peter entered the lab. Dr. Goodman was waiting for him.

"How did it go?" Goodman asked, a certain anxiousness in his voice. "Did you destroy the chemicals?"

"No problem," replied Peter. "They had it stored in tubs of some kind. Put a steel plate over top of it. It was probably pretty heavy. Here." Peter threw a softball sized mass of crushed metal on the floor. There was a loud crash. "That's the metal plate. I crunched it a bit." He laughed.

Dr. Goodman walked over to the ball and tried to lift it. He couldn't.

"I think you'll need these." Peter raised his arm and flexed. 30 inches of bicep rose from his arm, his more massive tricep hanging down. When Peter had started, he had 18 inch arms. Pretty big, but not like now. Dr. Goodman had given him the refined formula, and he grew. He grew big, then he grew huge. He did whatever Goodman and ChemTech wanted, because they promised him more. Peter wanted more.

"You said they were in tubs?" asked Goodman, impressed with Peter's physique, strength and confidence.

"Ya. I saw the junkyard dude and his son lying in them. Made them puke and halluncinate."

"I'm not surprised," said Goodman. "The chemical they had was in its raw form. Not refined. Not ready for humans," said Goodman.

"So, I got the good stuff then," said Peter.

"Yes, you and Brian got the good stuff. Is Brian still watching them?"

Brian O'Hearn was the other subject in the experiment. He and Peter hit it off right away. Both were under-achievers with attitude. Both had been reasonably well built at the start. Now, Brian weighed nearly 3000 pounds of super dense, super strong muscle. Peter, though, was turning out to be the star. He now had 5000 pounds of muscle. Bullets bounced off his unflexed mass. His chest was 95 inches around, but he could benchpress a small building. His 45 inch thighs registerd on a Richter scale simply by walking. And his arms -- his biceps alone were 30 inches, but the circumference of his flexed upper arm was 69 inches. This is what Dr. Goodman's experiment had done to them. One shot of experimental drug a week for four weeks.

What the doctor didn't know was what Peter and Brian had found out. When they sucked each other off, they grew more.

"Ya, Brian is still tailing them. Dumbasses don't even know he's there," replied Peter. "So, do I get my reward or not?"

"Yes, Peter, you can have another shot. Brian gets one too, when he comes back to the lab."

"Fine by me," said Peter.

Brian had challenged Peter to a test of strenghth after their first shot. Wrestling. Winner gets whatever he wants. After the shot, both had felt amazingly strong. Peter had 21 inch bis, Brian 22. Peter's chest was 55 inches, Brian's 58. Brian was the more accomplished wrestler. With his stronger muscles and skill, he kept getting Peter into compromising positions. But Peter too had the beginnings of his power. He could normally flex or flip or power his way out of holds that should have clinched the deal for Brian. The match had gone on for nearly half an hour, both contestants getting hot and sweaty, but neither willing to accept defeat.

Finally, Brian pinned Peter between his massive legs, and Peter cried 'uncle'.

'Suck me!' Brian had order. He stroked his 13 inch python and demanded that Peter take it all. Peter had never sucked cock before, but Brian had won and Peter wasn't going to welch on the bet. For the first time, Peter experienced the smell of sweat around a real man's dick. He inhaled the musky aroma as he licked Brian's cock. Brian leaked massive amounts of precum, and Peter had to take it all. Slowly, Peter started to inhale Brian's cock.

Peter knew what he liked, and he did that to Brian. Licking the sensitive area under the head. Thrusting hard and taking inch after inch as fast as possible, only to pull out slowly. Wrapping his tongue around the cock as he sucked. Brian approved, and shot load after massive load down Peter's throat.

That's when Peter grew. He felt it first in his abs, which seemed to get harder and more defined as the cum was absorbed into his blood stream. Next was his chest and back. His lats rippled and pushed outward, commanding more room as they thickened and swelled. His pecs heaved outward as his chest passed 61 inches. Then his cannonball delts thrust larger, forming a massive V with his bicep. His arms felt like they were on fire as they grew to 25 inches. The veins in Peter's forearms swelled as his muscle forced them to the surface of his skin. Peter's balls hurt as his expanding thighs crushed them between unmovable muscle. Lastly, Peter's calves exploded in dense size and power. Brian had looked at Peter growing, and could only say, "Whoa."

"Wanna rematch," asked the now larger and stronger Peter.

Since that first match, Peter had constantly won their battles. Sometimes he let Brian suck him. Most of the time, though, Peter got the benefits of Brians cum. If only Dr. Goodman knew.

Goodman approached Peter with a syringe of the refined chemical. "This is 10 times stronger than the raw chemical those men have been exposed to," Goodman said. "You've experienced the results. I think I should warn you, though. I'm not sure what would happen if you were exposed to the raw chemical. It could neutralize the refined product, renderin g it inert." Goodman gave Peter the shot , puncturing the thin skin and accessing a vein that was pushed up by invulnerable muscle.

Peter felt the warmth of the drug travel through his body. It felt wonderful. He felt strong. He knew his muscle was changing, getting denser, growing bigger and getting stronger. Peter felt his body begin to expand, getting more massive as he got stronger.

Suddenly Peter began to notice the room begin to shake slightly. The tremors grew bigger and bigger, then Brian burst through the door.

"Peter! Doc! We got problems! They're on their way here!" Brian yelled.

*next*

[muscl4life]

Peter barely had time to enjoy his unleashing growth spurt, when he realized he had gained about 1000 pounds of super heavy and dense muscular mass. When Bryan joined him, Dr. Goodman smiled ? ?Let them come, how are those three kids fight you two? Together you two have almost 10000 pounds of super strong muscle!?
Goodman said and left the room, seeking the security of his high technology laboratory.
?WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?? Chris yelled as he kicked his way into the building, followed by Brad and Jake. The three titanic teens entered the room and found two very huge men waiting for them.
They were very, very muscular, and seemed very strong, but yet they were only normal sized men, how could they compete with behemoths like them?
?WHO ARE YOU?? Jake asked at once. The men exchanged looks.
?I am Peter and this is Bryan, we are your worst nightmare!?
?HA! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT RUNTS!? Brad said as he launched himself into Peter?s direction, but suddenly the 6?3? guy just crossed his arms and waited for the inevitable impact. But, it wasn?t him who suffered the most, he just stood there like a brick wall while Brad nearly broke his shoulders trying to bring him down. Chris tried to attack Bryan, but the 6? tall blond guy just stopped him with a hand on his massive chest.
?WHAT? THIS CAN?T BE TRUE! HE COULD NEVER RESIST THE IMPACT!? Jake yelled as he tried to help Brad.
?We?re not just regular guys, you stupid freaks!? Peter approached Jake ? ?You seem to be strongest among them, why don?t you try to dent those arms?? Peter challenged with his guns flexed ? It was only 50 inches, but when Jake tried to dent them, it felt like touching a massive rock! It didn?t dent one millimeter. Jake looked shocked to Peter?s face as he felt the guy lifting from the ground with just one hand.
?WE are not like you! Although you have the size of elephants, you?re nothing compared to us! Not you or even those stupid fathers of yours!? Bryan said as he managed to pin Chris on the floor and held him immobilized easily.
?What are you talking about?? Jake said with difficulty because his throat was being crushed by Peter?s enormous hand.
?Your father, Doug Matthews, he is one unlucky bastard, he fell inside the vat of an important stuff, which power you can?t even imagine! But it was only the very first tries, the formula was very unstable!? Peter bragged as he felt how light Jake seemed completely overpowered.
?YEAH! We?re ten times stronger than you puny wimpy guys!? Bryan lifted Chris in one arm and Brad on the other.
?How can it be?? Jake asked shaking.
?It doesn?t matter you assle! We have the refined stuff, you three are just scum!? Peter said as he squeezed Jake?s throat stronger than ever. Meanwhile, Brad and Chris were manhandled by Bryan.
Dr. Goodman watched the scene with an arousing interesting. He was very near his object now, nothing could interfere now.
Jake was loosing the little oxygen left, he would die suffocated now, he knew that. That Peter guy is too damn strong! And he was over two feet shorter than him! How could he be so strong? How much dense could his muscles be??
Suddenly it hit him, he never saw that Peter guy before, which meant he could try one last despaired act. Jake focused trying to feel what could ignite the process?
Peter laughed insanely, feeling his muscles burning with their growth, was he still growing? Shit he would become fantastic! That Jake guy didn?t feel heavy at all! Well, he was heavy, but nothing Peter couldn?t handle?
Jake felt the rush of power entering his body and his muscles. He had the power to grab Peter?s hand and release himself from the grip of his enemy.
?WHAT?? Peter said as he felt his hand being crushed.
?CHRIS! The energy sucking! Try it now!? Jake yelled as he headed to help his brother.
Chris was struggling with Bryan, but as soon as he realized what Jake had done, he felt the same thing happening to him, his muscles flexed wildly as the power entered his own body.
Soon, Jake was there to help him, and he looked even bigger, his arms were amazing!
?Jake, look at you!? Chris said at once as he stood on his won feet ? Jake now weighed 2500 pounds!
?WHAT? OH FUCK!? Chris voice echoed as he noticed what happened to him.
Brad and Chris didn?t take long to notice, and soon, each one of them grabbed one arm of Bryan and started sucking their energy out. Jake, for his turn, looked at Peter, who tried to run away ? ?Doctor! DOC! Please we need help!? But there was no response.
Jake smiled and grabbed him by his waist. The rush of power started again, and he packed more muscle than ever.
Brad and Chris were also having fun, draining the muscles from Bryan, and each one was now well over 8 feet tall and weighing over 3000 pounds.
When they looked at Peter, they felt sorry for him. Jake had really got the hang of draining the muscles from other men, big time!
Peter had lost all his super dense muscles, he stood there with a decent 200 pound body, but that?s all, he was sucked to the last drop of his given muscles. He seemed in shock, his whole body shook as he was dropped on the floor by the enormity of Jake?s body
Jake stood marvelously at 9?8? tall and he weighed over 6000 pounds. His arms were 245 inches around and his chest tapped at 350 inches, with 275 inches for legs and a 5 feet hose for cock.
?Brother, you?re amazing! You could drain all that power from that little guy??
?ENOUGH TALK!? ? Jake said as he rushed for Bryan?s limp body and grabbed him with one hand, soon, he had also drained all the muscles from the other henchmen, growing to an astonishing 10?10? tall and over 10000 pounds of super heavy and dense muscles.
?Hey, Jake it?s not fair! You?ve sucked both of them dry! We were supposed to share!? Chris tried to protest, but as soon as he was towered by Jake?s uncanny figure he went silent. But Jake stood there smiling.
?Come here, you big fool!? He said as he grabbed Chris easily and planted a deep kiss on his lips, soon he was already impaling his former bigger brother all the way down his enormous cock, while Brad was having the best time of his life pounding Jake?s muscle bubble butt.
?Oh yeah! That?s awesome!? Jake yelled as he felt his orgasm building. Soon he came volleys and volleys of his precious cum, which made his brother and friend grow to an impressive standard of ten feet tall, but since Jake had grown himself to 12 feet tall and 15000 pounds of pure super dense muscle.
?The three behemoths lied atop of each other ? ?Jake, do you have any fucking idea of what?s going on with us?? Brad asked while he felt Chris unplugging his enormous cock from his butt.
?Well, whatever those guys took, it was refined, they could pack much more muscle in their bodies, than even our Daddies could, and they were the ones who showed the stronger reaction to the components of the vat?? Jake said as he flexed his now 325 inches guns.
?Speaking of Daddies, I think they?ll be pretty impressed to our last discoveries?? Chris said while he stood up and flexed his muscles in a most muscular pose!
?YEAH!? Brad and Jake yelled together! The ultimate muscular teens high fived each other and got out of the building.
?Jake, you think those guys are gonna be okay?? Brad asked a little apprehensive.
?Yeah, look at them, we just sucked the muscles they had gained, they?re just back to their original sizes? Come on let?s get out of here, you little titans!? Jake said as he kneeled and lifted both Chris and Brad and took them out of the floor.

Meanwhile, Dr Goodman watched the whole thing. His eyes were focused on the boy?s actions, from the time they realized Bryan and Peter were much stronger, till the Jake kid managed to drain the muscles from Peter, and even the sex orgy they?ve started right after they got even more muscular which caused them to grow even more.
When Jake got out carrying his friends along with him, Dr. Goodman closed the doors of the laboratory, making sure no one would be able to enter the perimeter without firing the alarms. Then he calmly got out of his office and went to the place where the boys cleaned the floor with his henchmen, wearing a full body protection suit, he collected many samples of the boy?s emissions which were splattered all over the place.
After a very detailed harvesting session, Dr. Goodman had carefully kept the samples on his analyzer appliances, he noticed Bryan and Peter coming back to his senses, but he didn?t remove his especial suit.
?Doc, we lost our muscle! We are dying!!!? Peter tried to speak, but he whispered instead.
?Well, I had foreseen that?. Goodman approached Peter and kneeled on the floor ? ?You see, if you two morons hadn?t exchanged emissions with each other, the refined formula I gave you couldn?t be affected by the raw products those kids had been given from their freaking father??
?You, you knew we?? Bryan spoke in a weak tone.
?Of course, you think you two were not under surveillance? I knew all the time you were having sex with each other, and that?s why the benefits of my formula were increased, on the other hand, you have screwed with my original plans!? Goodman said with anger in his voice, and he prepared a syringe.
?Doctor, what are you saying??
?I had planned every single detail, I sent you two to destroy the original formula, because it was your fault that stupid security guard fell into the vat??
?Doc, I said it was an accident! We were there to stole the samples, but the man appeared out of nowhere!?
?Sure! You were a super muscular killing machine and you got afraid of a dweeb like Doug Matthews?? Goodman asked with a sinister tone in his voice.
?I told you, we got scared, when I realized it was just a skinny guard I threw him on the vat, how could I know it was the place they kept the stuff??
?You don?t call my Hyper Muscle Formula stuff! I?ve spent 25 years of my life researching the complex chemical compounds! Those stupid businessmen from ChemTech betrayed me, and managed to get me out of the business! I wanted the HMF to be used in good cause not to be launched in the market as a stupid nutritional supplement!? Goodman drifted in his own speech as he seemed to get something inside his pocket.
?Doc, why did those kids drained all our muscle? We need to get our muscle back! I feel like I am dying from the inside!? Bryan said in a worried tone as Goodman prepared another syringe.
?You are correct, my fellow Bryan! Your organisms are suffering from the sudden loss of muscle mass! I still don?t understand the reasons which allowed those boys to gather the energy from your bodies and convert it into muscular fibers, but I am sure you two will be willing to help me finding out what happens there, won?t you??
?Of course we will, doc! We?ll do anything to get our muscles back!? Peter said trying to get on his own feet.
?Of course you will, my dear Peter!? Goodman injected his arms with some liquid.
?Hey doc, don?t forget about me!? Bryan exclaimed.
?Yes, you too, Bryan, give me your arm!? The doctor injected Bryan as well, but when after a few moments Peter started to feel strange, with a sudden chest pain.
?DOC! I ?I.. ARGH!? Peter dropped dead and soon Bryan was also dead the same fulminating way. They both dropped dead at Goodman?s feet.
?I am so glad you accepted to help me boys! You see, I need to study your muscle fibers and seek inside them the answer for my question, don?t take me so bad, you two would die in less than two hours, I just made it quicker!? Goodman laughed and managed to place his dead henchmen on the table so he could start his proceedings.

Winston Goodman is a 54 year old scientist who became noticed after his discoveries in the research of the genetic causes of muscle atrophy. His work had a noble cause, his only son, Kevin, suffered from that condition. At 20 years, poor Kevin could barely get up from his bed, given his very weak skeletal striated muscle fibers. He only weighs 85 pounds at 6?3? tall, which is barely a living skeleton.
He tried to sell his discoveries to the pharmaceutical laboratories, but the mangers of ChemTech convinced him to sell his formula, promising they would finance the treatment of his son.
When ChemTech went into bankruptcy, Winston found out he had been betrayed and his formula had been sold to a major group who bought the assets of the broken company. To make things worse, Goodman couldn?t convince the new Board to finance his researches neither the treatment of his son. Unable to proceed, and with very little money in cash, Goodman soon realized that his son would never be cured, no matter how hard he tried.
It was the beginning of Goodman?s ruin, a few weeks later his son got worse than ever, being unable to move not even one member, his muscle mass deteriorated faster than his father could heal it.
That?s when Winston lost the reason, he decided he would get back his formula and work for the cure of his son, no matter what ? He found Peter and Brian, a couple of muscle gorillas who would be his guinea pigs.
The tragedy occurred a little after that, after the spectacular results he obtained with Peter and Bryan, Winston tried to apply his formula on his own son, and instead of curing him, he made his condition even worse, Kevin lost 35 pounds of muscle fibers in just one day, and he entered a deep coma state. Realizing he had almost killed his son, Goodman finally went completely insane ? He blamed everybody for the condition of his son, the executives of ChemTech, the fellow doctors who refused to help him, the new managers of ChemTech, Bryan and Peter for corrupting his formula and even Doug and his sons because they made success with the raw components and his beloved son almost died. In his madness, Goodman decided the whole world should pay for his losses and they would pay through MUSCLE!

The first act of his revenge was sending really easy, since Peter and Bryan were super strong they could literally rip the safety vault from the walls and bring it to him. Winston gathered a lot of money so he could buy the parts for his new secret lab which he built right in the abandoned labs of the ChemTech old facilities. But since the new refined formula sent Kevin into a coma state, he needed the original formula compounds, which was being kept in another laboratory of ChemTech, so Peter and Bryan should get it for him, that?s when the gorillas screwed up things, throwing the stupid guard into the waste vat! But after seeing what happened to Doug, Goodman noticed maybe it was the solution for his problems, but he couldn?t risk the chance to expose his son at such unstable products, but after seeing what Jake did to his muscle henchmen, Goodman noticed the only way to save his son was obtaining the key to muscular growth inside the organism of Douglas Matthews, but since he is more powerful, Winston will have to play his own muscle game.
?With the data I managed to get from Peter and Bryan, I now have the key to their growth and why they were drained by those kids, It shall not happen with me!?
Dr. Goodman entered the room where his son laid unconsious.
"Good evening son! How are you feeling today?" He asked to his commatic son. Goodman kissed his forehead and went to his lab table, he preapred a huge syringe with a thick liquid, Winston injected himself with a serum, his insane thoughts burnt his head.
?Don?t worry son, Daddy is gonna get cured!? Winston said as he doubled over seeing his shoulder expanding with MUSCLE?

NEXT!