Eric’s life flashed before his eyes, a life of constant ridicule and shame - all the years of research to develop a way to end his suffering only surpassed by all the years of hating his pathetic skinny excuse of a body. It was a combination of all these thoughts that drove Eric to reach the ray before Steve. At the moment of contact Eric let out a blood curdling scream that was sure to be heard across the facility. The pain filled scream startled Steve to the point that he started to back away and then become frozen to the spot as he stared in awe at the transformation.
Eric too couldn’t move but for different reasons. The pain Eric felt was unlike anything imagined. When the ray hit his skin it was a blinding heat that only grew hotter. His clothing melted into nothing. It felt like the skin was burnt away followed by the muscle until the white searing heat reached his bone marrow. Eric could feel his bones stretching, becoming thicker and denser. His weak muscles replaced by thicker denser slabs of muscle. His skin looked like paper thin bronze, corded and mapped with pulsating veins thicker than pencils. “What's...happening to me?” Eric cries out, he can feel bones snapping and twisting within his body as pain tears through every fibre of his being.
An intense swelling diverts Eric’s attention away from his transformation and looks down only able to see his chest he relies on the use of his hands to tell the story, and finds a steal pipe too thick to get his hands around. Another flash of intense heat grips him and suddenly the steal pipe becomes a beam and it continues swelling, shifting and taking on a much more threatening shape. Oh my God, he realizes that the 16x10inch thick steal pipe is his dick which is knotted with veins supplying blood to a head thicker than his fist.
Through tears Eric pleads to Steve to help him and make the pain stop. Steve somehow snaps out of his trance and bolts over to the control panel and realizes his grave error. In his rush to gain more mass he set the machine to 2000 percent not 200 percent. Thankfully the machine burned out and Steve rushes over to Eric. As Steve nears Eric he is pushed back by the intense heat rising off Eric’s body. The sprinkler system goes off and the water immediately turns to mist as it hits Eric’s body.
When the smoke cleared – it was now Steve who could barely believe his eyes while his mind could barely comprehend the new data on Eric. Eric went from 5'4” 125 pounds to 6'4" 325 ripped pounds - his biceps read now 25" inches, 64 chest and 38" legs.
Eric’s erection during the transformation took on a life of it’s own and was just as hard as his impossibly hard body, pointing off at a 45 degree angle, pre-cum running off the shaft pooling at his feet. Eric’s dick got even harder as he looked at Steve’s own impressive muscles. Eric raised his arms into a double bicep pose and flexed hard. Eric’s arms got suddenly huge. The muscle seemed to pop almost getting half again as big. Each head of the split biceps had its own defined peak. The residual growth so hot that Steve came on the spot hitting Eric’s growing form. On contact the jizm sizzled and then became a fine mist.
Eric felt alive and all powerfull. He needed to use his muscles now and decided to start with the hardest one. Steve saw the look in Eric’s eyes and turned to run for an exit