magic and muscles pt5

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Trey moved down the steps into the basmeent, outrunning the sex crazed zombies that finally broke into the dressing room. He had no idea what they would do, but he did nto care if the one causing it all was still on the loose. He moved through the service door of the basement and found himself in the boiler room. The pipes where so tight, how did Kyle and Chris get through them and which way does he go to follow them. He moves around navigating the pipes, wasting time in an unknown area.

Kyle however was moving fast, being guided by a pendulum he baught at the shop a long time ago. He moves in the direction it dictates. He opens the next door, moving down into the waterworks of the building. He smiles, soon he will have his way with the whole city. He moves fast, not wishing to waste time thinking. He moves down the steps into the blackness.

Trey finds the door, the smell of powders can be now detected. Kyle is not to far behind. He readies himself for anything, but he does not know what to expect. He'd use the muscle powder, but what if he is on a bridge, it would collapse. NO, here Kyle has the advantage once again. He took advanatage of kyle's smallness so many times, he forgot how smart the guy was. This was his punishment, to keep trying and never get any where on time to stop the tragedies. He runs down into the water works, and looks for a light switch.

He flips the light seeing a long iron bridge. On the other side, he sees Chris and Kyle working on a potion. Beneath the bridge is a swirling whirl pool of water that drains out into the city's water supply. Deffinetly cant use muscle growth here, he'd drown most likley. Kyle looks up from his book and smiles. "It seems you still persist, fine....." He puts the bottles down and reaches for his compaque. Realising kyle has it he growls and holds out his hand.

He blows on his palm, then holds a lighter out with his other hand. The powder forms on his palm, and ignites into smoke. He inhales and blows on the smoke, blowing it into Chris' face. Chris breaths it in, knowing what will happen. His muscles start to bulge, moving slowly, and soon another smoke is blown into his face. His cock began to rise again, expanding. Chris charges across the bridge, shaking ti as he tackles trey to the floor. Kyle goes back to work, he will let Trey get fucked until the time is right. This is where his revenge on chris will get complete since he gave chris a highly concentrated form of the powder.

Chris lays on top of trey, his muscles bulgind faster, his body being more ripped and tighter. But that only makes his muscles look all the more magnificent as they bulge. His cock lengthens and gains more girth, pressing against trey's abs. Trey's own groin gets crushed by Chris' swelling balls, making him very uncomfortable. Chris flips him over, forcing his cock through the shorts as he violates trey.

Trey cries out in pain, chris' cock spreading his muscled walls and rupturing several layers of flesh. He is forced down into the conrete, Chris' muscled body getting ever larger as he keeps growing. By now chris' body has enveloped Trey's the thrusting ever so aggresive. Trey caughs up blood, feeling the giant cock entering his stomach. He opens the compaque, he breaks the clay plate inside the compauqe and swallows a peice. If powder is temporary, and smoke gives it permanent, then what will swallowing it do.

Trey's body begins to get hot. His muscles getting bigger as he tries to keep up with Chris' body. He huffs, trying to stay alive as his body gets bigger. His ass cheecks get tighter, fighting chris' engorged monster as he grows. But it seems chris has not stopped eigther. Chris continues to grow, his body freakish and disproportonate. He wants to cum, but it seems his cock became so thick its cutting off the flow of cum.

He flips trey over onto his back, keeping his cock still in him. The force of resistence of that tight ass turning sets him off. He cries as the sensation sends his sensitive dick puts himover the edge. Yet still he does not climax. He continues to thrust, tears flow from his eyes as his muscle get bigger with every push. He does not get it. Why cant he cum. Trey lays there, getting bigger and watches that Chris is in such pain.

Trey kicks off away from chris, yelping in pain as the monster cock is removed from his ass. He rolls over, seeing chris change again. Chris' cock swells more, finally cumming. It was Chris' death sentence. His muscled bulged and swelled faster, beyond his control or will. His skin turned blood red, he cried and howled in pain. The growth caused the ground to crack. Trey runs on the bridge, making his way fast before it collapses. Chris falls over into the water, crying loud as he goes under water.

Trey huffs, resting on the platform as he hears something burst. He looks over his muscled shoulder, seeing a red fountain of blood and flesh rise up and fall back into the water. He slowly turns and looks at kyle who seemed to be busy with his spell. He looks up from his potions, and then over to his new cat.

Kyle-"The human body can take only so much before it destories itself. Without time to recover, it will die....yet another experiment."

Trey spits-"How...how dare you. YOU manipulated him and then killed him...WHY?!"

Kyle holds a black viper in his hands. "Revenge. He wanted to be dominated by others, he wanted ot be stronger. He wanted muscle. I gave it to him, all things cost a price. I simply gave him what he wanted. At the cost of his life..." Trey stands there, shocked beyond words. He can't beleive how this guy can discard lives without any emotion.

Kyle drips the venom into the bottle and smiles. He holds the bottle over the railing and smiles. The cat running off. He looks right at trey. "If you wish to stop me, your going to have to kill me. Or else, the city will go through some wrather bad changes..."

Trey didnt want to move, he didnt know what to do. He never killed any one before. He had to save every one. After what he did to chris, he needed to be punished. He moves fast, pushing kyle to the side so that the bottle does not fall over th side. Instead he made a mistake, the bottled instead fell on kyle. He stops and looks down, looking on in horror.

The potion burns kyle's hands and face, causing his flesh to blister and boil. The snake he let go slithers around, bitting him. Kyle gets up, unable to see from the burning of the chemicals. The snake bites him some more, he jerks around, knocking over his bag and releasing more poisonous creatures. Spiders crawl under his clothes, bitting him, venemous ants, scorpions. Kyle starts to lock up, having trouble breathing and movign from the poison. He falls over the railing taking the powders and poisons with him.

Trey looks on in horror. He cant beleive what he had done. He shook himself from the horror and hit the control panel near by. He pressed several buttons, trying to find away to change the flow. He somehow succeeds by sheer dumb luck. The main pipe closes, and the waste pipe opens. The flow of water changes, taking Kyle's body and his chemicals out to the sea. Trey falls on his ass, moving his muscled body around and hiding his face. His roommate dead, his friends dead or warped beyond an antidote.

Minutes later, Kyle's body gets washed up on shore. HIs body looks like that of a mangled corpse. He don't even look recognizable except for his wet clothes. The storm approaches, yet no one here to know there is a dead body. The rain washes the chemicals off his body, what a sad buriel for a warped person. As if thigns can't get any worse, he was struck by lightning. Yet it struck his amulet. His body jerks, and the energy rush mixes with the chemicals in his blood system and jump starts his body.

MIlky white eyes just open as the corpse breaths air again. It rises up, so hungry, so angry. He died, yet was denied his rest. His book washes up next to him, showing a page with a ritual on it. He smiles, and rips the pages from the book. He gets up and walks off, staggering like a zombie. He walks by a burning drum and some homeless. They try to offer him some warmth of the fire, instead, he tears into those who did not run. Drinking their blood and sucking out their nourishment.

He gets up, feeling stronger, his flesh looking alive again. What was he reducd to? The corpses of the homeless bumbs look like dried jerky in the rain. Yet he was alive and looked alive. He smiled, he still has a chance for revenge. He walks back to kyle's apartment, to get the rest of his things. He loved the idea, now he can get away with just about anything, and no one would beleive he is alive or dead.

[sexiscriptor]

ooo....interesting twist, man; personally i'm praying trey still has that compact ;p
pity thought what happened to chris...maybe he was a jerk or something but kyle is obviously the worse evil...
~Ille