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Mr Collins was your favourite teacher. Kind of dorky, still fresh out of college and exceptionally supportive. Last year, he joined the gym and let's say it started messing up with his head. As it turned out, your homely English teacher was kind of genetic freak. Just after few weeks all of his shirts began to stretch under his bloated arms (as he proudly announced 17 inches at the time) and expanding frame. His behavior changed as well. He was obsessed with his diet, eating his meals and drinking protein shakes even in the middle of class. He also become kind of intimidating, he just wasn't the sweet guy you used to talk to. Rumour has it that this vacation he took up this whole bodybuilding thing more seriously and started taking steroids. You didn't believe that at first. But today, after you entered the locker room at your local gym, you heard some deep voice of a dude talking to himself and grunting. It was Mr Collins, bigger than last time you had seen him, posing in front of mirror after what you guess was chest day. He had an empty vial in his hand and just by the look he gave to you- you knew you were fucked.

Your geeky little roomate was so shy and awkward, you couldn't help but make him one of your bros. You used to tease him sometimes, but he is catching up to your size now, you don't wanna mess with his roid rage.