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 August 31st, 2007, 10:14 PM | |||
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| Giga Booster: Growing the Team's 'bitch' Jack hated life. To put it simply, he was a wimp with a terrible life. He had parents that basically ignored his existence, only a single friend, and a whole swim team that forced him to do all of their nasty work. ...The swim team, that was his major problem. He had tried out for swimming at the beginning of the school year, but when results came back, he was on the team..but as the towel boy. A job that the actual team members made sure that he did as well as stuff that Jack really didn't want to talk about. The least of his duties was to get the team something to drink before practice started so they would have something to satisfy their thirsts. Quickly rushing from the convenience store, Jack was hurrying as fast as his skinny legs could carry him so he could make it on time so he wouldn't get pounded after their practice was over (in more ways than one). Due to all of the sports events that evening, the store was almost completely empty of drinks by the time he had gotten there. The only things remaining were a bunch of bottles simply marked "Giga Booster." He grabbed 15 of the 16 bottles, leaving one for a reason he simply couldn't figure out. He hoped that the team would just drink the stupid things and be done with him at least somewhat for today. "It's about time. You got our drinks?" asked one of the swim team members. None of whom were massively football-player huge, but they were all strong enough to beat him up without breaking a real sweat. "Y-yes..here you are." said Jack, handing the taller teen the bag full of drinks. "'Giga Booster' huh? This better not taste like crap or else." replied the swimmer. Jack gulped, "But it was the only thing left..." "Whatever. Guys, the wimp brought us a new drink to try!" said the teen, calling his fellow members. They all came over and took a bottle but soon noticed that since there were 14 of them and yet 15 bottles... "Looks like the little man wants to try and join our team or something guys. Look at him, buying himself a bottle of this stuff." said a different member. "Maybe we oughta make him drink this, make sure he ain't drugging us or something." The other members smiled at each other, before quickly and easily grabbing the smaller teen. Instead of pinning him against the wall, they simply held him in midair and plugged his nose, to force him to drink the purple liquid. They had two members hold on to each limb to make sure he wouldn't try to move. The swim captain opened the bottle and began to pour it down Jack's throat. To Jack, aside from being held down the stuff didn't taste too bad. Pretty soon the bottle was empty and the team let him go. Although no one moved, since they all wanted to see what would happen to Jack (if anything) and probably pound him worse then usual if something did. Jack simply stood there, feeling quite fine. Although his clothes did feel a bit tight, and feeling tighter with each passing moment. Also the swimmers around him didn't feel so tall to him anymore. Then his clothes were so tight, why were they so tight?! After a couple moments more, there was a loud "RIP!" followed by Jack's shirt falling off of his torso. Jack noticed the fabric falling but couldn't see past his chest....His chest! It wasn't the (now torn) shirt or even the swimmers around him shrinking, it was him growing! Now fully aware of what was happening to him plus the team simply staring in awe made him like his growth even more. Biceps appeared where he simply had a twig arm before. His mighty pecs obscuring his view. His legs not only growing thicker, but longer causing him to grow taller. His pants quickly filled with his mighty legs before tearing apart into the weak fabric they were made of. When all was finished, he looked down as best as he could at the much smaller swim team, but was more interested in seeing where the bottles were placed. He saw them near the bag he had carried them in. Slightly contracting his massive pillars of muscle called 'legs' his boxers (which were incredibly tight from his growth) ripped off as well, revealing everything to his still stunned watchers. Slightly shoving two of them out of the way he ran forward, grabbed the bottles, and was out of the gym before the swim team could even see that he had moved. "Hehe, I've got to show my one and only friend this stuff. I still can't believe it all!...G.B....I'm coming for you!" To be continued...? (duh) (This is a semi-sequel to the original G.B. I might grow the team themselves...or I might not, haven't decided.) __________________ In the MGS FC's I am Psycho Mantis! "Put your controller on the floor...Put it down as flat as you can...That's good. Now I will move your controller by the power of my will alone!"     |
| August 31st, 2007, 10:32 PM | |||
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| Great addition! I'm glad you had this wonderful stroke of insperation.  __________________ Classic http://darkluster4.deviantart.com/journal/12559533/ http://www.squiby.net/view/3308001.png Great game, but I need friends/allies: http://www.travian.us/?uc=us1_13240 |
| September 1st, 2007, 04:18 PM | |||
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| May I suggest letting the swin team service Jack for awhile and if/when you let them grow don't let them get bigger than Jack. They deserve some retribution for the shit they give Jack... Ender |
| September 2nd, 2007, 04:52 PM | |||
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| hot story, bud hopin to see more! ~Ille __________________ just my thoughts as a writer Things happen. |
| September 3rd, 2007, 09:47 AM | |||
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__________________ In the MGS FC's I am Psycho Mantis! "Put your controller on the floor...Put it down as flat as you can...That's good. Now I will move your controller by the power of my will alone!" |
| September 3rd, 2007, 02:53 PM | |||
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I'd like to read a gigabooster story where there is more than one character growing. But I don't know if that swim team deserve it...  __________________ The Internet is for PORN! -Trekkie- http://chocomus.deviantart.com/ http://yaoi.y-gallery.net/user/chocomus/ |
| September 3rd, 2007, 08:46 PM | |||
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I'm glad I got this mondo inspiration as well. I'm still goin super strong too. Now I've gotta stay up late (again), make it hard to get up in the morning, and write my story for mindloop's contest! *determination!* Quote:
__________________ In the MGS FC's I am Psycho Mantis! "Put your controller on the floor...Put it down as flat as you can...That's good. Now I will move your controller by the power of my will alone!" |
| September 5th, 2007, 02:20 PM | |||
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| Why didn't you tell me you where posting giga booster stuff on here __________________ I just sit here and watch nothing more |
| September 5th, 2007, 07:27 PM | |||
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__________________ In the MGS FC's I am Psycho Mantis! "Put your controller on the floor...Put it down as flat as you can...That's good. Now I will move your controller by the power of my will alone!" |
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