Just A Bit Bigger

Just a Bit Bigger

Jung was a 22 young college athlete and vice captain of the rowing team. He had been the vice captain since he was a first year which was no probably. Jung was a fairly easy going guy and never getting captain never really bothered him, lately he wasn’t even sure if his heart was still in rowing. He had an incredible body but lately he had been admiring the young bodybuilders on the deadlifting team. Jung finished the last rowing practice before the winter break. The lake would freeze over and Jung would have a lot more time on his hands for the next few months. He got home thinking about his new workout plan for the winter. He thought about it for a while and decided he’d go out and try a bodybuilding program to get bigger, there was no way he’d get as big as the bodybuilders on his campus before the next rowing season but he would at least start to see if he liked it and wanted to continue with it. Jung opened up a word document and pasted a pic of himself he took a few days ago as his first progress pic.

Jung had no idea where to begin creating a bodybuilding plan or workout. for the past 6 years he had relied on daily rowing to pretty much do everything for him and the occasional heavy weight lifting over winter break but even then he never really went that heavy, he had mainly stuck to his maintenance to keep the boat as light as possible.

Googling away for a few hours he had gotten a diet and macro plan sorted and some of his workout plan but he was still lost in a rabbit hole and youtubeing heavy weight lifting form and what the best plan to build more muscle fast. He was about 8 pages deep into google when he saw a strange link. It was decorated with emoji stars and arms flexing. With nothing to lose and the best antivirus money could buy Jung shrugged and clicked on the link hoping he would get an easy free workout plan.

Moments after Jung clicked the link his computer screen began to glitch out and the sound of electricity and sparks filled the room. Jung began to freak out and he backed up expecting his computer to explode. Jung looking at the glitching screen and watched as two spectral hands grabbed the sides of the monitor and something began to pull itself out from his computer screen.

Jung fell off his computer as he watched the glitchy images pull itself out of the screen forming the silhouette of a man, the shape became more detailed every second until soon a torso spectral head and torso of a man was floating above the computer, connected into the screen through a long glitchy lower half where legs would be. The man was incredibly muscled with a deep jersey tan, bleached blonde hair, a red backwards cap and tinted glasses. “YO YO YO WHAT IS UP MY GUYYY” the man yelled “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU AND HOW ARE YOU IN MY FUCKING PC”

“aww what? like bro you like, totally summoned me?”

“SUMMONED YOU?? HOW THE FUCK DID I SUMMON YOU?? WHAT THE FUCK EVEN ARE YOU??” Jung shrieked clinging to the wall behind him trying to stand up.

“ohhh okay, I totally got you bro, so I’m a modern Djinn, like, the millennials of Djinns, instead of shitty lamps I got uploaded to the internet and blah blah” the Djinn noticed his reflection in the mirror in the corner of Jung’s room and began to flex to himself

“s-s-so I get to wish for anything?”

“NAAAH BRUH, I’m for sporting, muscles, health, blah blah all those boring rules”

“rule? what are they” Jung sheepishly asked

“UUUUUGGHHH” the Djinn stopped posing and turned to fully face Jung “its easy as bro, rule one you can wish for anything to do with sports, fitness or health” the Djinn flashed a double bicep pose “rule two, no backsies, don’t be a coward bro, be confident in your wish” the Djinn changed to a sideways pec pose “and third rule, you only get three” the Djinn began to flex his triceps and let out a loud grunt

Jung had managed to scramble himself up to his feet, still having no idea what was happening.

“so, any…sports wish?”

“YEAAH BRUH, NOW YA GETTIN IT, although I dunno why you got my link, you got a fuckin rockin bod bro, normally nerds and dorks click on my link, what do you do? tennis? baseball?” The Djinn asked turning to the mirror again

“I’m a rower, although I might wanna get into bodybuilding? I’m not entirely sure”

The Djinn stopped posing once again, Jung’s words catching his attention “YOOOOOOOOOOO BODYBUILDING, BRO, THATS MY FUCKING JAM BRO”

“Well I dunno, if I wanna go fully into bodybuilding” Jung sheepishly scratched the back of his neck

“nah nah nah bro I got you like okay” The Djinn put his hands on the sides of his head, rubbing his temple looking like a frat bro trying to generate a though “OKAY SO BRO I GOT IT, okay so like, you wish to be a bit bigger, if you like it, go full bodybuilder, IF you don’t like it, use the last wish for a rowers body like the one you got, TECHNICALLY you don’t break the rules”

“Okay, l-lets do that”

“nah bro, you gotta say it like, wish it”

“Okay, I wish, I wish you’d make me a bit bigger”

“YO WISH IS MY COMMAND BRUH….just accept the terms and conditions, normal tech shit bruh”

“oh okay…I accept?”

“YO WISH IS MY COMMAND BRUH” the Djinn snapped his fingers forming a finger gun pointing at Jung. 

There was a flash of light from the computer screen blinding Jung for a moment, but he felt his body begin to grow and stretch. He couldn’t see what was happening but he felt like he was inflating, like blood was being pumped directly into his body. The light finally faded from the room and Jungle was able to see his new body once again.

“YOOOOO LOOKIN GOOD BRUH” Yelled the Djinn

“d-d-DUDE, IM ACTUALLY BIGGER?” Jung yelled feeling up his new body.

“you lookin at a mystical tech genie and you surprised you actually changed?” The Djinn laughed

“yeah dude, I, thought I hit my head or something but now I’m actually bigger? not bodybuilder bigger but bigger?

“oh you only said a bit bigger bro, we can go even bigger”

Jung thought for a moment, feeling his newly enlarged biceps and tracing the lines of his chiselled muscles, he saw his already great body enhanced into something better, he definitely wanted to see what was next, and if he didn’t like he he could always wish for a rower’s body again”

“aight tech genie do your thing, I wish to be a bit bigger”

Once again the Djinn snapped his fingers and the room filled with light. Jung began to groan and moan as he felt his body expand again. The same feeling as before only this time he head his skin stretch and bones grind as he felt himself grow a few inches taller. The light in the room faded.

“daaammmn bro, I’d tap that” laughed the Djinn

But Jung was too interested in himself to notice the comment.

Jung was massive now, looking like he could be part of the deadlifting team, looking like he could be the captain of the deadlifting team. Jung grabbed his bicep, feeling the strength and size behind it, his hands found his way to his pec, it was the size of a dinner plate, bigger even. Jung squeezed his pec and moaned.

“Bro, why, why do I feel so, ummmm, horny?” Jung nervously looked away from the Djinn but staring in the mirror just made it worse.

“Coz you gay bro?” The Djinn said posing in the mirror floating above Jung.

“GAY? I DIDN’T WISH TO BE INTO DUDES”

“Bruh?? you serious?? terms and conditions bro, these bodies need to be appreciated none stop, so I make dudes gay to ya know?” the Djinn was barely paying attention to Jung’s shock.

Jung couldn’t keep himself from squeezing his body, sure he could be called a bodybuilder now but, if he thought he was hot now, how would he look in the next phase?

“Ready for the next wish bro?

“errrr, what should I do?”

“bro, I got chu, lemme hulk you out”

Being hunked out seemed awesome, and he had one more chance to go back to being a rower if he wasn’t into it.

“Okay Djinn, I wish you’d do your thing” Jung nervously said.

Once again the Djinn snapped his fingers. “alright bro LETS HULK YOU OUT!!!”

“WAIT HULK?? I THOUGHT YOU SAID HUNK??” Jung tried to protest but it was already too late, the room filled with light and Jung felt his body expanding, but not only his body, he felt his package expand in his underwear too, size increasing everywhere, more than he experienced the past few times. Jung felt himself growing even taller and the light began to fade from the room.

“DAAAAM BRO, LOOKS LIKE MY WORK IS DONE YO” The Djinn grabbed Jung by the shoulders shaking him with excitement

It didn’t take long for Jung’s eyes to come back into focus and for him to see his new body.

Jung couldn’t stop himself from feeling up his new massive body

“bro, wha, what did you do to me” Jung nervously rubbed the back of his neck whilst staring at his new massive form in the mirror.

“I hulked you out bro, and you look fucking huge, a human tank, an absolute BEAST”

“duuude, I thought you said hunk, like you were gonna turn me into a massive HUNK” Jung was doing his best to protest his new body but couldn’t help but feel himself up.

“why would I hunk you up when I could hulk you out bro?” The Djinn began to float towards the computer

“aight, okay, nah, I wish for a rower’s body, this is a bit too bulky” Jung said as he tried to pull the underwear that was uncomfortably wedged in his muscular ass

Jung caught himself in the mirror again and flexed his huge arm. Instantly the horniness came back and it was stronger than ever. Jung couldn’t help but pose his arms and feel his pecs.

“ayyy sorry bro, three wishes are up man, you a bodybuilder now”

“wha?? you mean?? THIS FUCKING BULKY FOREVER??” Jung began counting on his fingers double checking his wish.

“yeah sorry man, catch you on the flip side” The Djinn began to fade back into the computer.

“WAIT BRO, atleast gimmie some clothes that fit this huge, bulked out bod” Jung’s mouth almost watering as he looked down at his mountainous pecs

“sorry bro, not my area of wishes, catch you laterrrrrrrr” 

and just like that, the Djinn was sucked back into the computer leaving Jung standing in his room alone.

Jung tried to find something in his room that would fit his new body, even if he had to go commando, anything to get out of this tight restricting underwear but everything in his room was tiny. His pants could barely get around his calves. His training shorts were the only thing that sorta fit even though they had practically become underwear to him but the issue was his new height and size below. Jung was now 8ft tall and packin, Jung had to find something to wear, he couldn’t deal with how tight his underwear was anymore.

Jung bent over to pick up a pair of stretchy training legging to see if they’d fit when *ping* Jung heard a small rip and felt the confining underwear release him. Jung  slowly stood back up and looked in the mirror.

“oh…no”

Jung’s tight underwear let go in the back, falling to the front, his underwear was now his loincloth. Jung walked over to his computer realising he had to order all new clothes, stomping with every step causing everything loose in his room to shake.

Jung sat down at his desk, feeling his chair almost break under him. He leant forward on his desk hearing it creak under his massive weight. Jung went to search but got a notification.

“Hey bro!! sorry I had to leave you disappointed, hope this helps” it was signed from the tech genie. Inside the email was a folder filled with photos. Jung clicked on it and saw at least 10 photos all of his knew body flexing in the mirror, the Djinn must have taken them when Jung wasn’t looking.

“god…I look so good” Junk thought to himself, his mouth began to drool and his hand found its way under the thin clothe barely covering his junk. Jung leant back in his chair hearing it creak like it was about to break under him. Jung started to jerk himself off, staring at the pictures of himself on the screen. Jung lifted his other arm next to him and flexed his bicep.

“fuck I’m big”

I want to make people happy, bht have been struggling to make that happen, so i thought, well, might as well give someone a chance to use me to fufill their dreams. Mind transforming me into something thatll make ya real happy?

So you want to be something that makes me happy? Well that's the first someone asked for that. Well I'm into a lot of things so let's look into two scenarios!

As you might be able to tell, korean men are something I'm into so how about we say...

You awaken from a slumber as your phone rings from an unknown caller. Despite your usual attitude of ignoring such calls you were so groggy you decided to answer the phone. The call started and all on the other side was loud static and maybe some words like "muscle", "korean" and "growth", but you were barely awake to even understand anything and the call eventually ended. You were very confused and just shook it off as some weird scam, promptly going back to sleep. Unbeknownst to you your body was slowly being remodeled into the perfect korean bodybuilder as your shirt tightened and your pecs ballooning up as well as other muscles growing. By morning you were already the perfect korean bodybuilder snoozing real cutely.

You awaken from your slumber not realizing you were a big hunk, scratching your head as you headed your way to your bathroom. You looked into the mirror and couldn't believe your eyes. You were hot! You quickly took your shirt off and took no time in flexing for the mirror.

As you flexed, the memories of a korean bodybuilder replaced your own current memories until the korean man you saw before you was all you knew. Of course your apartment was now a house and you had a youtube video to make so you turned on the camera and began to speak.

"안녕하세요 여러분 황철순입니다" (Hello everyone, Hwang Chul Soon here.)

The video making process without a hitch and you uploaded the video and the comments came rolling in. One comment intrigued you though by a someone named "Transformation4life"

"Nice muscles" They said. You wanted to get to know them better and we'll just have to see where that goes...

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And that's one possibility... But you know I also like big strong burly guys so...

You make you way to the gym after finally getting the courage to finally get big.

"Oh a newbie!" the large front desk clerk remarked. You didn't expect the clerk to be big but he was pretty good looking.

You sign up for the gym membership pretty quickly and the clerk smiled.

"Now that you're signed up all members get a cool free set of headphones! Enjoy!" The clerk reached into a cabinet with a set of headphones and handed them to you. You completely forgot to get yours so this is convenient.

After putting your extra set of clothes in your assigned locker you make your way to a workout machine and plug the headphone jack in to your phone and the the headphones into your ears with your favorite music blasting and pick up the weights before you. You begin to lift and lift and lift and lift. Despite your inexperience somehow you felt like you've been doing it for multiple years. When you finally feel like you're finished you feel... different. You look down and see that... woah! You have beefed up in size in a flash. Your pecs are meaty yet bouncy, bodyhair all over, strong biceps, a manly bear, and even a tattoo? The pure masculine energy now emanating from you was enough to make you want to flex ripping your shirt right off in the mirror.

That flex was a trigger that caused a whole slew of memories to seep into your brain as you were rewired to be a years experienced bodybuilder who loved being a manly man. The memories made you flex again with a lot more cockiness never felt before.

Before getting back to your routine workout you notice someone that's inexperienced in working out and is having trouble with their workout. Being the bodybuilder you are you approach them and so something begins perhaps....

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And that's just two possibilities... either way thanks for the opportunity to write this kind of thing i appreciate it!

Thinking Straight

"Hey Faggot, bet you want these guns?" The gymbro flexed to Parker.

Parker was your average gay twink trying to get some muscle at the gym much to the dismay of the straight homophobic gymbros. Even with that in mind he still came back every single time. Even with their comments he couldn't help but keep drooling at their bodies especially with their asian heritage.

"Yes I do. Now keep belittling me please," Parker didn't hesitate to keep staring.

The gymbro snarled and grabbed Parker by the neck.

"You. Faggot. Shut up! You will be like us soon enough and understand how much faggots like you deserve to suffer." The gymbro let go of Parker as the words left Parker with a terrible feeling in his stomach.

The collective bunch of gymbros all laughed and pointed at Parker soon after and Parker's hard on quickly faded and the poor skinny guy was filled with embarrassment and left the gym to go back home. Usually Parker would be filled with lust after the gymbros insulted him, but after getting grabbed he felt... different. Either way Parker needed to be alone for a while.

Parker arrived at his apartment and opened the door and was quick to collapse onto his couch.

" *Groan* That was so weirdddddddddd. What did that guy even meannnnnn? I'm as gay as can be!" Parker didn't want to think about what happened anymore so he resorted to his usual at-home activity of watching videos of male bodybuilders to get a hard-on.

So Parker pulled out his phone and was quick to search stuff like "Bodybuilder Flexing" and "Bodybuilder Posing" and "Pec bounce" hoping it would give him the desired tent in his pants. Much to Parker's dismay though, that tent never appeared even when it usually should have. Parker felt like something was off. The words the gymbro said to him ringed in his head again.

"AUGHHHH This is infuriating!!! Y'know what I'll just go to bed now. It's getting late anyway," Parker closed the YouTube app and made his way to his bed.

An urge quickly took over Parker as he out of characteristically decide to sleep nude.

"I-It's a bit hot in here this is perfectly fine..." Parker told himself.

Parker closed his eyes thinking of strong, large, and muscular men hoping he could maybe stroke his cock before bed but he still felt nothing. Infact he felt more challenged that he wasn't like them.

"I'll show them tomorrow. No more horny," He mumbled before drifting off to sleep as his life would soon change drastically.

As the night continued Parker kept rolling around in bed as he kept twisting and turning his sleeping position as he tried to think of large men in order to calm himself down but it still wasn't working.

"You will be like us soon enough," The words suddenly entered the thoughts of Parker making him sweat. Almost sweat too much.

Parker's face began to morph as his eyes became thinner and his lips a bit plumper and more changes to give his face a more asian look. Although his eyes were closed Parker's vision started to worsen while suddenly a pair of glasses appeared on his nightstand. Parker's pale white skin was slowly becoming much more tanner and much like he's been out in the sun for a lot longer than he actually has. Memories of being a Thailand immigrant quickly surfaced into Parker's brain as they replaced the ones of being born in the United States. Still as gay as ever, Chet Wong still wanted to get big and stare at men all the while.

"เชี่ย…" (Fuck...) Chet moaned in perfect Thai as he was about to get a hard-on thinking of the same asian gymbros before something stopped it.

The next most important change become evident as Chet began to pack on TONS of muscle. As the muscles packed on so did the memories of Chet going to the gym at young age of 14. It wasn't before long that Chet had two massive suckable tits, washboard abds, pythons for biceps and thick juicy thighs not to mention the bubble butt of all time along with other ultra masculine features.

And now... the star of the show couldn't wait much longer as Chet's currently small dick erected and grew into a thick girthy 10 inch monster just waiting to fuck.... something. Boys! Girls? Chet was a bit fuzzy on his sexuality as he continued to moan as he remembered his long rod and hanging out with... those asian gymbros?! Wait... that's right those were Chet's friends. Have been for a while now. But why would those homophobic shitstains want to hang out with-

-and understand how much faggots like you deserve to suffer." Chet grabbed his rod thinking of how hot his gymbros were and how lucky a gay bodybuilder like him was lucky to be around them until his stopped in his tracks and his dick softened.

"Why am I thinking like a Fag? I'm no Fag!" Chet's homosexuality quickly became 100% heterosexuality.

Thoughts of men pecs and hairy bodies were quickly replaced with the thoughts of busty women and their curvy bodies that Chet needed to seed with his 10-incher. Chet adopted every single toxic masculinity trait in the book as he thought about all the women he fucked and all the fags that he turned down. Chet's rod quickly rose to it's full girth as he began to masturbate until releasing a sea of cum onto his bed.

"ที่รู้สึกดี….." (That felt good...) All of Chet's worries were gone as he finally drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Morning arrived as a flurry of notifications brought Chet awake. Chet groaned a bit as his morning wood was evident due to his thoughts of women last night. Chet grabbed his glasses from his nightstand and went for his phone.

"Wonder what Fag texted me last night. Let's see..."

Much to Chet's betterment it was one of his gymbro friends also from Thailand.

GB: เฮ้ Faggot พร้อมที่จะทำซ้ำแล้วหรือยัง? (Hey Faggot, ready to do reps?)

BigDick: ฮ่าๆ! แน่นอน ขอแค่ให้ฉันเตรียมไม้เรียวให้สาวๆ แล้วฉันจะไปที่นั่น (Haha! Of course just let me get my rod ready for the ladies and I'll be there.)

Chet put his phone down and got out of his bed to give a good look of himself on his closet mirror. He was feeling cocky and ready to seed.

After a self-obsessed ten minutes Chet put some clothes on, but making sure his prized schlong was big and out there. Chet then grabbed his gym bag and set out for where his bros were at.

"ไอ้เหี้ย! นั่นแหละ!" (Faggot! There you are!) One of the gymbros shouted as Chet approached

"ฮาฮาฮามาก. ฉันไม่ใช่ตุ๊ด แม้กระทั่งยกออกเมื่อคืนนี้กับผู้หญิงบางคน" (Haha very funny. I am no faggot. Even jacked off last night to some ladies.) Chet smirked.

"และนั่นคือเชตที่เรารู้จัก!" (And that's the Chet we know!) The gymbros all cheered.

"มาปั๊มกันเถอะ!" (Let's get our pump on!) Chet cheered back.

The thai gymbros worked out for hours as they built their muscles to show off to the ladies. A couple ladies at the gym even noticed the group making some comments about them. This caught the attention of Chet as he was ready to get some pussy tonight. While the other gymbros were distracted with their workouts Chet stripped of all of his clothes except for his underwear poorly keeping his rod in check.

"Hey ladies. Like what you see?" Chet did a little flex.

The girls giggled and nodded. Chet was ecstatic and made his move.

"So how about you feel this 10 incher in ya later tonight at my place?" The girls giggled again but politely decline much to Chet's rage.

"What?!?!?! You bitches don't know what you're missing on!!!" Chet walked away to his bros absolutely fuming.

"What's wrong bro?" One of the gym bros asked.

"Ladies didn't want my seed it was not fun!!!" Chet replied solemnly.

The bros showed deep concern for Chet and began to hype him up.

"You got big ass Chet! Those bimbos know nothing!!" One of the gymbros said prompting Chet to look at his ass in the nearby mirror.

"You are right!"

Almost as if right on cue another set of ladies walked by and Chet's libido was higher than ever. Chet adjusted his loose underwear ready for a seeding opportunity.

Surprisingly one of the ladies actually agreed to a date later tonight and the whole gymbro group cheered.

"นั่นคือเชตของเรา!" (That's our Chet!) Any sign of Parker was long gone as Chet pulled down his pants thinking of all the ladies he was going to fuck.

Chet's prize swayed back and forth as Chet began to smile as he moved his legs in excitement.

"ฉันรักการเป็นผู้ชาย!" (I love being a man!)

I love your stories dude! I was wondering if you could help me out. I’m a beginner bodybuilder and my growth has stalled. Could you help blow me up into a huge roided bodybuilder for the show?

Been a while since I've helped someone with their growth but I'm sure I'll get back into the groove of things.

Let's make things simple. I'll put a necklace around your neck and watch magic happen. Okay there and... it's happening! Look at your pecs plumping up. Those big new and juicy biceps. Can't forget the abs and thighs! So many changes I couldn't begin to describe! Look at how big you've become.

I think you should put on some more clothes there big guy. Here. Now go out there and ROCK.

Do The Chul Dance!

"Alright Darren, get ready!" The dance director shouted with his megaphone.

Darren the scrawny white man walked onto the stage.

"Okay Darren, we need you to do something like those KPOP stars now chop chop!" The director waved his baton.

"U-Um sir... I don't... watch KPOP-"

"Nonsense! Just feel it in your body!" The director interrupted Darren.

"N-Not to be mean sir but I'm just a an american white guy..." Darren isn't korean let alone someone that's ever left the U.S. so he wasn't sure how he could "feel it in your body".

Infact this whole gig was weird from the start. Darren was an amateur dancer and was trying to find a bit of work to fund his student loans and this job just came to him on a phone ad one day.

Dance like a star!

Get money and change your life!

K-Star~

The tagline was a bit weird but money is money. But now... he was at a loss.

"Now now darling, how about you put these on!" The director got out of his chair and handed Darren an impressive pair of shades with Darren reluctantly putting the eye covers.

"Let's take it from the top! Show your korean gusto, Darren!" The director shouted into the megaphone once more

"S-Sir... like I told you before I-I'm america-"

"What are you talking about my good chap? Being korean was part of the sign up process. You are 100% one!"

"But I'm not-"

"You are Korean. Always have been," The moment the words left the director's mouth Darren's new shades began to glow and Darren's body began to change.

Darren lost a bit of muscle as he became a bit skinnier while his face was restructured to be much more authentically korean with narrower eyes, a bit plumper lips and slimmer nose. The final physical change for now was Darren's becoming a bit tanner. Memories of being on American soil all Darren's life were replaced with memories of korean city skylines and immigrating at age 20. Despite it all he's somehow pretty good with english but still stumbles from time to time. Darren's mom was always enamored with american names so she named his son with one.

"Ah, right. So sorry! Don't know what came over me!" A korean accent quickly overtook Darren's former voice like it always been there.

"No worries no worries! Now you said your name was Darren correct? That's not a very korean name is it? Why did your parents choose it?" The director gave a curious smirk.

"Oh! Well my mom has always been fascinated with american culture so she named me something american so she felt like it was always a part of her life-"

"Good. Great. Fantastic even. Just one tiny problem with that. It says on this paper here your name is 황철순..."

"Hwang Chul Soon? Like the famous bodybuilder? Oh please the fact we're the same race is more insane than anything let alone me sharing the same name as him-"

"Your name is definitely 황철순," the shades glowed again as Darren's or rather Chul's timeline was changed to fit the director's vision.

Chul's mother never had a knack for american culture. Instead it was just pure coincidence that he would share the name of famous South Korean Bodybuilder Hwang Chul Soon. Chul felt like he never deserved the name and yet he still had it.

"Apologies. I slipped up again... yes... my name is 황철순... But can we get to the dancing now? You've been asking a lot of questions-"

"It's all part of our process for a perfect korean dancer, Chul! Just a bit more now!" The director smiled

"Okay... what else do you want from me?"

"Hmm... how well do you know your korean?"

"I was born and raised there so I would say it's about as perfect as it can be..."

"Excellent! How about your english? Doing good on that front?"

"My english? Not too bad... I do fumble a bit sometimes though,"

"그래서 당신이 말하는 것은 당신이 더 이상 영어를 몰라도 괜찮다는 것입니까?" (So what you're saying is that you wouldn't mind not knowing english anymore?)

"어… 뭐?" (Uh... what?)

"당신은 더 이상 영어를 모른다," (You don't know english anymore.) The shades shining glory returned and absorbed all knowledge of the english language from Chul. Despite immigrating to America he never quite figured out the language so he stayed in mostly korean immigrant areas leading to this korean dance company.

"...더 이상? 그래 내가 영어를 전혀 못하잖아..." (…Anymore? Well yeah I don't speak english like at all…)

"좋아요! 스타가 될 순수한 한국인!" (That's right! A pure korean that will be a star!) The director was being especially loud this time.

"어… 그래? 난 널 위해 한 번도 춤을 춰본 적 없어-" (Uh… yea I guess? I haven't even danced once for you-)

"나는 당신의 조급함을 이해합니다 하지만 여기서 거의 끝났습니다. 조금만 기다려줘 알았지? (I understand your impatience but we're almost done here. Just wait a bit for me okay?) The director gave a look that gave Chul chills in his spine.

"자, 당신의 체격을 어떻게 설명하시겠습니까?" (Now, how would you describe your physique?)

"오, 별거 아니에요 선생님… 저는 평생 체육관에 가본 적이 없어요. 황철순 같은 사람과 이름을 공유하는 것조차 의욕이 없었어요-" (Oh, it's not much sir… I've never been to the gym all my life. Even sharing a name with someone like Hwang Chul Soon I've just never been motivated to-)

"무의미한 말! 당신은 신의 체격을 가지고 있습니다! 누구나 당신이 되고 싶어할 것입니다!" (Nonsense! you have the physique of the gods! Anyone would want to be you!)

"부럽긴한데 근육이 거의없어서..." (I'm flattered but I barely have any muscle… ) Chul twiddled his thumbs in shame

"나한테 거짓말 할 필요 없어 철. 카리스마처럼 근육이 엄청나다!" (You don't need to lie to me Chul. your muscles are huge just like your charisma!)

"선생님… 저는 그 둘 다 가지고 있지 않습니다-" (Sir... I have neither of those-)

"신의 근육과 고기 가득한 근육과 HIGH 카리스마," (You have the muscles of gods and the pecs full of meat and HIGH charisma.) The shades shone like never before as Chul began to pack on muscle at an alarming rate.

First there was the massive biceps, then the faint appearance of a sixpack with Chul's back widening soon as his neck become thicker and his adam's apple more prominent. The star of his upper half began to show itself as his flat rack became massive chunks of meat that could rival the most gifted of women. Chul got a bit taller as his swishy pants rode up exposing the thicker legs that he just obtained. A smirk overcame Chul as his hairstyle become much more suave and he threw his lousy shirt side exposing his new muscle body and charisma.

"알아차리셨다니 다행입니다! 이제 충분히 말하고 더 춤추세요!" (So glad you noticed! Now enough talking and more DANCING!) Chul's new charisma immediately showed itself as Chul began to show his moves.

"내가 찾고 있는 바로 그 철! 나를 위해 밈 댄스를 해주세요!" (That's the Chul I'm looking for! Do a memey dance for me!) Chul nodded and began his routine.

"그리고…. 플렉스!" (And... Flex!) Chul walked up to the stage and flexed to the director.

"잘했어 철! 당신은 당신의 분대에 완벽합니다. 당신은 내일 시작합니다." (Great job Chul! You're perfect for your squad. You start tomorrow.) The director stood up and clapped.

"이런 기회를 주셔서 정말 감사합니다 선생님. 내일 봐요!" (Thank you so much for this opportunity sir. See you tomorrow!) Chul waved goodbye to the director and left the building.

With no one in the room the director began to laugh manically.

"Heh... another transformation complete I almost surprise myself with my power. I'm going to have the greatest bodybuilding dance group known to HUMANITY!" The director laughed even harder.

"Poor ol' Darren..." The director pulled up a picture of Chul or rather Darren.

"He doesn't know anything... how much happier he is now."

hey bro, think you can make me a iranian/persian hulk kind of like Hadi Choopan? Always loved his physique.

Wanna become a big bodybuilder. Well I can never deny a guy begging to become a big strong meat head so lets see what we can do.

As soon as you pressed send on your message you felt yourself begin to shift and change. Lifting your hand up from your computer you can see your skin has noticeably become larger and darker. The veins in the back of your hands stick out pulsing as blood is pumped around your body. Your skin colour begins to change as it slowly creeps up your are. Each inch transformed becoming darker, more muscled and a faint layer of hair formed on top of your skin. It felt like a muscle pump in real time as your body became tight. Within moments your entire body had been transformed into that of an Iranian hunk.

A small layer of sweat began to form under your arm pits as your body began to heat up. You began to feel your muscles spasm as you began to grow in short bursts all over your body. You were constantly flinching and trying to stop yourself from falling over as each part of your body randomly inflated with muscle. Soon you found yourself bent over your desk trying to catch your breath from the extreme size you had just gained.

You couldn't believe what had happened to you, within minutes you had completely blown up with size although something felt strange, a tingling in your spine. Finally catching your breath you stood up. You were quivering when suddenly if felt like you spine was replaced with jelly. Your eyelevel quickly dropped down as you rapidly fell down to 5,6ft tall. None of your muscle vanished with your height, instead it bunched up making you look like a roided out muscle bull.

Your pecs practically touched your chin, your thighs couldn't be separated causing you to waddle and sweat started to glisten from all over your body but you couldn't help but pose your new roided body.

A few seconds later your skin started it itch and you watched as dark hair started to sprout all over your body. You didn't realise how hairy all those Iranian bodybuilders really were as they were always waxed. You watched as the dark carpet of fur covered up most of you muscle, in fact the layer of fur made you look even bigger. It occurred to you, it's gonna take you a while to scrub all that sweat out of all that body hair.