You Were Working Out In The Gym As Usual When You Suddenly Felt A Strong Pair Of Hands Easily Grab You

You were working out in the gym as usual when you suddenly felt a strong pair of hands easily grab you and throw your to the floor like you weight nothing which was incredible since been the biggest guy in school there was no one that could push you around, you turn your head scare and you saw two massive figures in front of you this 2 giants were at least 7 ft tall and had muscles so massive that even made your impressive physique  look weak they had bulging biceps, hard rock abs, and pecs so big that is probably hard for them to look down. However what really terrifies you were the faces on top of those monstrous bodies were the faces of the small nerds that you usually bully all the time.

They told you that apparently they been working in a muscle serum during the summer and now they are ready what real muscles are capable of, they said as they flex their gargantuan muscles while smiling maniacally, and for the first time in forever, you feel small…

After I used the muscle transfer app in my brother, everything changed. It wasn’t hard to trick him to use it all I needed to do was take a picture of him next to me when I told him if I could make a selfie with me that meathead immediately agrees. He always loved to compare his thick and muscular physique against my wimpy body he flexed his bulging biceps and even lift his short a bit so I could see his massive quads one of them was more significant than both of my legs out together. I did the same pose but in my less impressive physique as I hit the transfer option in the app

It happens so quickly a flash came out of my phone, and suddenly I would seem big brother’s muscles deflate. It was like they were balloons that were rapidly collapsing. his powerful biceps completely disappear, his quads became pathetic chicken legs. The clothes that fit him, so tightly were now hanging loose as the rest of his body became skinnier and skinnier. Meanwhile, my own body starts to increase in size my arms become huge biceps; my legs begin to swell more and more that I had to stand with them slightly separated since my quads were now humongous. The rest of my body did the same until I had a carbon copy of my brother’s body although in a much smaller frame. After my brother realize what happen his cocky smile became a face of horror as he saw all his hard earned muscle vanish in an instant. I laughed in my now deeper voice he was still taller but compare to me he was pathetic, but hey maybe I will download the premium version of the app so I can steal his height too that way ill indeed be the superior brother in every aspect…

Hi big brother its been a while since you left from college you were there for my growth spurt I literally start growing like a weed you look so small that and not only that but I start to work out, and as you can see I am a natural I just packed lb after lb of muscle  just look at my pecs *Flexes chest* they are way bigger than your head now. I hope you are ready big brother I been waiting to test how strong these muscles are against your weak body…

I already pos this but i finally got a good image for it  A request from @thegaymage

It was a quiet night when Ian decided to go to bed life wasn’t so lovely for Ian been 5′4 and 98 lbs was a nightmare all his other friends hit the 6 ft mark years ago and some of them were still growing yet he stayed his scrawny self. As he lay in bed, he looks at his window a tiny shooting star crossed his sight without thinking he said almost in a whisper”I wish I were the biggest guy on earth” as he closes his eyes and falls into a deep sleep.

When we woke up at first, we didn’t recognize where he was at. First, it looked like his room but in a miniature size like it was made for a kid, whoever his bed wasn’t there he was on the floor he looked down at his body and “HOLY SH..AGHH!” He said as he quickly stands up however he hit his head in the now smaller ceiling. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing his body now looked like a bodybuilder with huge pecs and massive biceps, cannonball size shoulder. His entire body felt hard and powerful. Also, the disappearing bed had now appeared it was under him, but it had been crushed by his huge body so much that it was almost flat. He tough that this has a dream but the crack in the ceiling alongside his head hurting him made him realize it wasn’t the case. He needed to see himself in the mirror he walked towards the bathroom the entire house shake a but because of his massive stomps.

He had to bend a lot and walk like a crab to get inside the bathroom door which now looked so small for him as he looked at him his reflection in the mirror was even more impressive he couldn’t resist but to do some poses like one of those bodybuilders he had seen on tv. And even though his technique was sloppy the size and power oozing from his muscles would probably make him win any bodybuilding competition. Ian calculated that he was now around 9 ft tall he then proceeded to get into the scale which wants easy because of his now massive feet and the fact that his quads were so big that putting his left together was almost impossible. The scale creaks for a second before the numbers 400 lbs appear on the screen. He couldn’t believe it he was more than quadruple his size and almost double his height. Ian didn’t know what to do, but suddenly a rumble from his 8 pack reminded that he was starving.

Unfortunately for Ian, there was no food left in the house he would have to go outside to get it. He was a little reluctant at first he didn’t want people to see them like that, what would they said, but another rumble from his stomach make him change his mind. He grabbed an XXXL short he had at the bottom of his closet, he ordered online, but they screw the size however it was good for him now.he manage to squeeze in it the short looked more than a speedo but it was that or going naked . and with just a short Ian went outside

He tried to go unnoticed but it was pointless his towering frame was seen by everyone. All the people had his mouth wide open and his eyes focused in his huge pectorals, his giant arms, his tigth eighth pack and some of them were looking at his increased package and his bubble butt.

At first, he was embarrassed he wasn’t used to be seen however as more and more people start to compliment them and start taking pictures of him he actually started to like it he puffed his chest a bit more and walked with more confidence he even flex when people ask him for a selfie with him.

This was ian best day of his life but I didn’t end there the pics of him walking semi naked in the streets were made viral by next morning he was an internet sensation, it wasn’t long before model and sport agencies start to contact him . he became the face of bodybuilding and fitness even though he didn’t even knew squat about exercise but hey the money at least allow him to buy a bigger house and some.custom made clothes since most clothes didn’t even fit him now.

However not everything was perfect for ian hr still wonder what that shooting star was so he used part of his fortune to finance an investigation . his scientist found that the shooting star was made of an alien material that emits some kind of muscle radiation and that night he was exposed to a tiny amount of it.

Ian was excited if only a drop of radiation had transform him into that what full exposure will he decide to invest almost all his fortune in founding his own space exploration agency there were more rocks like that somewhere, and he was going to found it , and when he does it him and the whole universe will get a lot more bigger….

Family Photo

“Mom said she really wants a picture,” Alex whined. He had always been a bit of a momma’s boy when it came to pleasing his mom. “She says we haven’t had one in a really long time. Look it won’t take long,” he started moving some furniture out of the way and pushing the couch against the wall. “Please…?”

“Fine…” groaned Tyler. He helped move the coffee table. Even if he didn’t want to do it, he knew that going along with Alex’s plan would just make it go faster.

“You gonna help?” Alex asked me with a bit of sass.

“Ehhh… Looks like you guys have it handled,” I leaned back into the counter. We’d moved out to the city probably three years ago and found a studio. It wasn’t very big but there was enough space for the three of us. Well it was enough for what we could afford. It was a little tough but we were able to make it by. Mom was always a little worried with us though. She didn’t like how little room we all had to share. But with a bit of ‘remodeling’ we could at least pretend it was a lot bigger.

Alex clapped his hands together, “good job! Now we just need a…” He paused as his phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out. He looked a lot more distracted than I’d ever seen him before.

“Alex?” I asked. I didn’t know what he was looking at. “Alex…” I said again. He started texting something not paying attention to me. I gave a look to Tyler and he just shrugged. “Alex!”

“Huh? Oh! Sorry…” he said. “Got a little distracted.”

“I could tell…”

Tyler shot me a glare but Alex didn’t even seem to notice. “Hey… Could you go get your camera?” he asked. He looked up from his phone and looked around our studio apartment like he didn’t know where he was. Every corner of it seemed completely new to him as he stared our large couch in the center. It was far better than what we used to have.

“Yeah…” I said. “You feeling alright?”

Alex looks back up from his phone confused again. “Huh? Oh. Yeah. I’m fine.” He had a weird smirk as he looked at me. I ignored it and went back to my room. Mine’s at the end of the hall, past the workout room and the master bedroom. I don’t know why I let Alex have it when I’m the oldest. He says that he’s making more money so he deserves it. I don’t fight it because I know he could afford a place this big all by himself. I try not to be too jealous but sometimes it’s hard not to feel it at least just a little.

My camera was seated next to the dresser in its camera bag. It’s a pretty nice one. Far better than any I’d ever had growing up. I grab it and my tripod and take back to the living room. “Pushups again?” I groaned seeing Tyler pumping them out in the living room. With the coffee table and chairs moved out of the way there’s so much more room to workout. “You know we have a special room for that. Right?”

“99. 100,” he jumps up all excited. His big body shakes the floor as he lands. I know the people below us hate’s it when his 250 pound body does that but they don’t seem to complain about it. But I can’t really blame them. 6’2” walking wall of muscle is pretty hard to complain to. “I know… Just trying to make sure mom knows we’re ok.”

“By doing pushups?”

“Yeah man! They work out so much of your upper body. Just look at this pump!” Ty flexes his chest out. The huge pecs push his shirt up revealing the bottom parts of his abs. He can’t help but smile as my eyes go a little wide. It’s just so hard looking at your little brother be so big! He fills that XXL so much that sometimes I can’t help but think it’s going to tear from his body. It’s not too much of a stretch when he’d wear XL and do it just to show off.

“I guess…” I turn to Alex leaning against a barstool smiling widely. The distance stare he’d been giving off before seemed long gone. Now he was too focused on his phone to notice I was back. “So ready for the photo?” I go up and ask him.

“In a sec… In a sec…” he muttered. “What else would I like to change…” his eyes drifted to Ty’s body then his own. A grin crossed his face and he started typing again. I know how hard it is looking at such a big guy. Just knowing how much time Ty had spent in the gym to get that way I didn’t want to have anything to do with it. With how big they were I always felt at least a little pressure to try. But their dedication was far above what I’d ever want to do.

I set up the camera and realized I’d set it too close. With how big those two were I had to get the entire couch. I looked over at Alex’s still texting on his phone. His huge hands could barely hit the buttons right. But that’s one of the problems with being so big. He’d started training so long ago that I was sure he was used to it by now. “Are you ready?” I asked.

“Just a minute,” Alex said back.

“No way. You’re the one who wanted the picture so bad. You’re gonna be in it,” I pressed the button for the timer and grabbed him round the neck pulling him onto the couch. Despite his bigger size I could still throw him around a little bit. Ty sat down and I pulled Alex into the frame. The timer went off and we smiled while Alex was still too focused on his phone. “Really?” I snarked.

“What?”

“Can we go to the gym now?” Ty asked interrupting us. The short time we’d forced him to sit still was obviously getting to him.

“Sure!” Alex said. He wrapped his massive arm Ty and led him out the door. “We’ll be back in a few hours,” he looked back over his shoulder.

I just glared, angry that he made me get this whole thing set up just to up and leave with one lousy photo. But part of me was jealous knowing just how much attention those two would get. I know now how long it would take to get their size but I just wish I’d started at their age. Then I’d really be able to say I was the bigger brother.

Bar Trivia Night

Dillon didn’t know how he got into the bar. Someone had invited him out and he had just said yes. Getting to know people was so hard after moving away to college and now he had to try to fit in. He wasn’t a person who went to bars all that often. Just the thought of being in a drunken stupor made him uncomfortable. But now he was being shuffled onto a stage next to a couple other guys each with a row of shots in front of them. He noticed that some of them were in his calculous classes but each of them looked just as confused as he did.

An announcer interrupted his thoughts almost scaring him. The loud microphone turned on and he felt like the speakers were right next to him. “Alright! It’s time to welcome our new contestants. Right in front of each of you are a series of shots. Unable to answer a question correctly and you’ve gotta take it. Are you all ready?!” The announcer proceeded to move around the stage to a large circle with different categories on it. “That doesn’t matter cause here we go!” The announcer spun the wheel and Dillon and the other guys watched it spin.

‘As long as it’s not sports. As long as it’s not sports,’ Dillon chanted to himself watching the wheel spin.

“SPORTS!” the announcer shouted pulling out a card. “Name a pitcher for the New York Yankees.” The group stared blankly at towards the crowd of people in front of them. None of them knew a thing about sports. He looked over at the other guys knowing full well they didn’t even know the rules of baseball, let alone a player for a specific team. “Anybody? Anyone going to give it a shot? 5 seconds. 4. 3. 2. 1. BZZT!! Alright! Everyone take a shot!”

Dillon found his hand reaching down to pick up the shot glass and bring it to his mouth. Before he knew it his head tipped back and he downed the entire thing. His mind went hazy trying to think straight. That’s not even to mention how after he finished it, his body started to feel really warm. The collared shirt he was wearing started to feel really uncomfortable and tight. He pulled at it trying to loosen up the feeling but it didn’t do much. Looking down at the other guys, they all had pretty much the same problem. He could see them starting to swagger in their seats while trying to pay attention. He knew he was in the same position. That one shot was already messing with his balance and all of his thoughts seemed to be jumbled. For some reason part of him really wanted to go to the gym right now.

“ALRIGHT!” the announcer drew everyone’s attention back to him. “Next up!” he spun the wheel watching it spin around and around. “Science! What’s the symbol for Iron?”

Dillon buzzed in, “IR,” he shouted excitedly.

“BZZT!” the announcer smiled. “Take a shot!” Dillon followed the order and took the next shot in line. This one went down a lot easier. He could still feel the warm buzz traveling around his body. All of his clothes seemed to be even smaller than he remembered. But there was also the heat of embarrassment of getting the question wrong. He knew he should have known the right answer but thought that was just for nerds. He was more interested in pumping iron not talking about it. When contestant number three answered it right he just scoffed and watched the guy next to him take his shot. “Nerd,” he said under his breath.

“NEXT QUESTION!” the announcer shouted in excitement. “Looks like contestant number 1 and 2 only have two shots left. Better get this one right or you’ll be on your last chance!” The wheel was already spinning but was starting to lose a little bit of interest. He was more focused on what he was going to do afterwards. The wheel stopped. “U.S. History! Which war claimed the most of the U.S. soldiers?” in just a second Dillon heard a buzzer. “Contestant number 2!”

“The civil war!” he shouted out nearly falling over onto the table.

‘Lightweight…’ Dillon scoffed but he could feel the effect of the shots too. That’s why he wanted to get up on stage so bad. He’d remembered them telling him that it was some kind of special stuff that would change his world. He took the third shot unprompted by the announcer. ‘Course the military brat would know that.’ He looked up and down the green shirted and camo pants of the man sitting next to him. Just looking over his body he could feel a stir in his own. His thoughts drifted off as he could feel a breeze across his muscular torso. ‘Hot. But not as hot as me…’ he grinned confidently about his own muscular body.

“Looks like one of our contestants is getting pretty excited! Too bad he’s the closest one to loosing. You know you’re supposed to get the questions right. Right?” Dillon was pulled out of his daydream as the announcer mocked him.

“Bro, I’m just here to get drunk!” Dillon shouted out over the roar of laughter from the crowd. He grinned at them all staring up at his amazing bod. He’d been wearing a shirt that was too small for him so he decided to rip it off. Might as well be a fan favorite if he couldn’t answer any of the questions right. Flexing his bicep he could see the crowd grinning. They were all staring at it’s massive size. 

“As long as you know what you’re doing,” the announcer smiled. “Next category! Entertainment! Which movie starred Arnold Schwarzenegger, Sylvester Stallone, Jason Statham and Stone cold Steve Austin?”

‘Fuck!’ he groaned. He fucking knew this one. It was on the tip of his tongue but he was too drunk to even think about it. All those guys were like his hero. They were all such badasses. He’d trained so hard to be like them.

“Contestant number 3~~” the announcer called.

“The expendables!”

“Damn it! I knew that one!” shouted Dillon.

“Then you should have answered it,” laughed the announcer. “Go ahead take your last shot.” Dillon did as he was told and downed the last shot. Damn it was strong. He could barely think at all. He couldn’t believe he didn’t know that last one. If only that jackass at the end had been a little slower.

‘Whatever,’ Dillon tried to focus on something else. ‘Least I’m still bigger. Bet he’s fucking jealous of that…’ Dillon watched as they gave him a giant bottle of whatever was supposed to be in the shots. It looked a little different but it had the same label. Second place got something similar just not as big. It didn’t matter he had enough of a prize as it. Just being so big was completely worth it. Plus there were two more shots ripe for the taking. He snuck over and took them while the other two contestants were busy.

“Hopefully everyone had a little bit of fun tonight. I know contestant number 1 did,” the announcer turned around and set down the microphone.