Beardifying-him - Man Me Up

I loved the beer transformation. I want a beer than turns me into a giant muscle bear who constantly needs to drink beer and smoke cigars.

So you want to be a muscle bear that drinks and smokes? That is one of the Smoke Transformer’s specialties. The change will be sudden and permanent, so I hope it is what you really want.

Either way though, you are now mine to grow.

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You spend your evenings at the gym with no luck in growing. You have always wanted to become a muscle bear, but haven’t seen the results you desire. Let’s be honest though - when you spend the evenings at the gym, you barely lift anything and never truly push yourself. You also barely eat, not consuming enough calories for your desired growth.

You are skinny and weak and nothing like you long to be.

One evening, the gym was empty. After lifting a few weights, you became thirsty and realized you had forgotten your water bottle.

You grabbed a dollar out of the pocket of your gym shorts and headed to the vending machine. There was a new drink in there; one you have never heard of: “ST’s Muscle Brew”.

Out of curiosity, you put in your dollar into the machine and picked it. A can rolled out and you grabbed it. Immediately, you looked at the label:

“The Smoke Transformer made this brew for you! Guaranteed muscle growth, but may include side effects. Only drink one a day.”

It didn’t list the side effects, but you didn’t care. You wanted to be big!

You cracked open the can and took a big chug. It tasted exactly like beer, but you kept drinking.

After finishing the can, you crushed it and threw it on the ground. You had an urge to lift some more.

As you were lifting, you noticed you were able to lift more. However, you also noticed your face was getting itchy. A short beard sprouted from your face.

You got thirsty again and, despite the one a day warning on the can, you purchased yourself another one.

The rich beer tasting drink was just what you needed.

You continued your workout. You noticed little hairs around you. What you didn’t notice was that they were from you. One of the side effects was hair loss. However, your growing beard made up for.

You decided one more “ST’s Muscle Brew” sounded good. You were starting to feel stronger, even if you didn’t look it…yet.

As you chugged, you started feeling an intense warmness around you. You felt pain all over. You hunched over and fell to the ground. You moaned for help, but no one was around. You felt your body ever expanding. Your skin felt like it was being stretched. You felt heavier as you laid on the gym floor.

Smoke started rolling into the gym and the lights turned off. You thought you were hallucinating, until you smelt the rich cigar smoke. It first was unpleasant, but you quickly grew to enjoy it. Even long for it. You breathed in the smoke.

You heard a deep voice in your head, “It said only to drink one. Now you are a witless muscle bear. Only wanting to work out, drink beer and smoke cigars. The effects weren’t supposed to be this intense. But now you have no choice.”

The smoke cleared out and the lights turned back on. You gained your strength back and stood back up. You saw yourself in the mirror. You were huge and muscular, just what you always wanted.

As you enjoyed looking at your large and visible muscles, you started feeling warm again. Your skin became itchy, just like your face did earlier.

Thick, dark hair was growing everywhere. The muscles you love looking at are now hidden by the fur.

You still looked big, but now extremely hairy - almost cartoonish with the amount of hair. You looked like a what a proper muscle bear should look like.

You wanted to keep working out, but you got a new urge. It was a craving from your new addiction to beer and cigars.

You headed outside the gym, still shirtless, and headed to the minimart across the street. There was a sign on the door: “No shirt, no service.” You didn’t care though. You knew no one would say something; no one would want to confront a beast like you.

The cashier worker stared as you grabbed a six pack from the cooler and a few cigars from their humidor. You didn’t care the quality of the cigars; you just need their smoke in your lungs.

You walked back to the parking lot of the gym, cracked open a beer and lit up a cigar. The smoke filled your lungs as you held it deep. This was your life now. You were going to go back and work out more after you finished a few beers and the cigar. You thought that you might need to turn some of the rooms in your house into mini gyms so that you could smoke and drink as you lifted.

For now, you will take plenty of beer and smoke breaks between sessions in the parking lot. Visitors of the gym will know you as the gym’s cigar smokin’ bear. You will love showing off what you have become.

Aren’t you glad you didn’t listen to the warning, you beer chugging, cigar smoking muscle bear?

Becoming Dad

Fuck The Life Out of Me

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