It Seemed Like Quickly After Dr. Foster Got Back From His Sabbatical, A Lot Of The Anthropology Department

It seemed like quickly after Dr. Foster got back from his sabbatical, a lot of the anthropology department seemed to start hitting the gym. There was definitely a trend of shirt-ripping arms larger than my torso. It kind of reminded me of my boyfr- I mean roommate and his sudden growth spurt being followed by dozens of guys around campus growing with him. At this rate, I might be the only normal sized guy on campus by the time i graduated. Maybe I should take up my roommate's offer to start training me in the gym.

You can see anything on the subway in New York, you know?

I knew it wasn't the best idea to let him use the growth chamber a second time, but I really couldn't resist. Most of the other guys who had used the growth chamber didn't even talk to me, but he did and he told me that afterwards he would let me feel his muscles. I had to take the risk, and even if he was lying I'd still be able to see how big a guy like him could really get. That's a win-win in my book.

For some reason, the crowd went wild when he turned around. He had no clue why, he hadn't even started flexing yet.

"Oh, hey there! You're the new hire right? C'mon, I'll show you around. I thought it was pretty weird how long it took to get someone to respond to the job ad. This place pays pretty well."

"What, you thought you weren't big enough for the position? Oh don't worry about that, a couple weeks working here and that won't even be a problem, you should see what I looked like when I started here, I was thinner than you!"