Morph Pecs - Tumblr Posts
Most cannot imagine living in a body like his. Catching a glance of it in the gym mirror as he checks himself out with his harem of gym bros and thinking, ‘fuck, how do you even get that big?… It’d be utterly insane to look in the mirror and have all those muscles staring back at you… How big is big enough?’
That’s not what he sees though. Almost completely blind to his overall enormity, he chooses to focus on his “problem areas.” A few more inches here, more definition there, deeper striations there too, the list goes on and on. The laser focus keeping the steady march of growth going as he struggles more and more to see himself completely, both metaphorically and soon enough physically.
All the while his bros are there with him, egging him on, agreeing with his insane goals and standards of size, either taken in so much that they are oblivious themselves, or consciously along to see just how far they can blow him up.
His mind refuses to process the reality he has created for himself. One where he outweighs 3-4 of them combined. One where he increasingly struggles to fit anywhere, especially doorways. One where he develops an ever more exaggerated waddle. One where his 36" arms, bloated pecs, and cushy lats make him fall just short of reaching his own cock for a little self pleasure. The extreme arousal he feels from the testosterone coursing through his body after his workouts making that release a more common need than most. But that’s what bros are for, right?
He hasn’t been able to pull himself away from the morphed image of himself in his phone for the past 15 minutes. Endlessly tweaking here and there all the while growing it bigger and bigger and bigger.
He’s sculpted a decent figure for himself, but he always fantasied of more. When this app started popping up on his usual haunts, he decided to give it a try after seeing some of the photos people have been posting with it.
So amazed by the realistic image his phone his able to create, he neglects to notice that it’s more than just a technological trick, with every change having a very real effect on his body.
Not until he feels something brush his ear, what he would shortly come to realize being his swollen trap, is he snapped back into reality. In his shock and clumsiness due to his sudden mass, he drops his phone, but the sound of it shattering as it hit the ground was the least of his worries.
In the mirror ahead he comes to grips with his unwitting enhancements. He had imagined the feeling of such swollen muscles as he pumped them up in the app, but the real deal is something else. Bulging all over, it’s all so hot, and fuck wouldn’t more be even hotter? but no… it’s… way, way too much, right? how is he supposed to do anything normal as a lumbering muscle beast like this.
With a grunt he bends over to pick up what’s left of his phone, noting as he does of how much less he can bend due to his thick abs and quads. Through the shards of pixels still managing to display a picture he frantically taps around hoping in vain to land on a setting to dial back the changes.
He sees himself growing in the mirror again and in frustration brings up his other hand to reinforce his grip and refocus on the task, but when it’s stopped short inches from the phone by his colliding pecs, biceps, and forearms, his phone once again goes tumbling down, this time across the locker room floor.
He rushes over to grab it once again, or at least he means to, but the growth has shifted into overdrive and his swelling quads are limiting him to the slowest waddle. Each step is more difficult than the last as he covers less and less ground between them. Despite his dwindling field of vision over his pecs and his arms getting pinned in the air further by the second, he’s still holding out hope that he can do something to make it stop… until, *crunch*
The growth stops at the sound, the phone was toast. His frantic thoughts give way to a wave of acceptance, at least for the moment, as he calms down enough to take in just how much more he had grown in the last few seconds. He’s shocked, bewildered, and aroused. In the mirror was a muscular starfish of a man, so bulging with muscle that he could do little more than wiggle his hands and feet. A size he had only fantasized about now oh so real after the series of bizarre events.
Having not planned to blow up into an immobile muscle blob today, all he could do now is wait for someone to find him and see what happens from there. As he passes the time by inspecting his heaving muscle frame he hopes that app had backed up to the cloud, cuz there’s a few more areas that could use some more tweaking now that he’s fully taken himself in.
This tiny gym isn't enough for me anymore. They better upgrade this place for real men like me. There's no other man around as big as I am though. In the meantime I wouldn't mind getting a guy or 2 to worship my big muscles. Maybe 3 or 4 guys since I'm only getting BIGGER.
Huge torso
His arms, pecs and back have exploded into an awesome size of muscle meat.
Commission by xxxperfectchaosxxx
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You admired your intro to philosophy TA from afar every lecture, as he sat by the professor and did admin. Grad student, naturally. The one guest lecture he taught, you were rapt, but you couldn’t remember a word. Just how he looked gesturing. He was so into whatever he was talking about. Spinoza or something. So passionate about ideas. So… bulgy.
So when you spotted him on the subway, you felt your mouth go dry. Should you approach him? Would he even know who you were? There were over 200 students in that class.
But then he noticed you. And he smirked. “Oh, hey, it’s Mr Male Gaze,” he says with a grin. You can’t tell if he’s joking around or pissed. Then he bounced those massive pecs and said “you may touch them. Once.” His grin widened as he watched you speechless, your hand hesitated halfway, unsure if you should proceed….
Oh, sorry, you’ve got the seat next to me? Uh… this might be a problem.
Welcome back Musclenation! So great to be hanging out with you guys for today’s stream. As you know today is Grow Day Sunday. Thanks to my sponsor XXXLabs. who have provided today’s case of growth serum.
So if you want to see me grow and hit my goal of being too big to fit on my webcam, today’s your chance to donate!
You can see the prices in the chat but as a reminder: $10 for a flex, $100 for 1 injection, $500 for 1 vial of the growth serum in a muscle of your choice, for $1000 I’ll inject 10 vials all at once.
Looking at my box of growth serum I’ve got nearly 500 vials in here so let’s get donating and GROWING!
Should I offer him some suntan lotion? Or is that too obvious to try and get his attention?
(remastered) The boyfriend of my dreams :3
He hasn't seen his feet in years! Only a few steps and he was already out of breath. "Just a few more pounds" – the same mantra, again and again. But everyone knows: it will never be enough.
When you look at the man who sits next to you and makes you feel like it's your lucky day.
Hands off my bottom
(question is which one is...)
“I know we just met, but how would you like to come back to my place and worship these giant canons for me while I stretch out your tight little hole with my massive cock? I had a feeling that might make a little pussy boi like you wet! I’m gonna have so much fun making you my little slut! Hahaha!!”
