"So you gonna show me this website?" Matt asked. He was still a little beat from the workout but kept on a brave face. There was no way he was going to let Nick think that he was stronger than him. Even if it took everything he had to control his breathing, he was still going to look tough.
"Uh, sure," Nick agreed as he sat down at the computer and typed in the AeAeA website. It instantly came up with several suggestions already listed for Nick's interests. However instead of the anime and video game stuff he had favorited the day before it was filled with all kinds of workout equipment and weight gaining supplements. He was a bit confused but didn't say anything about it. "So this is it. Whatever you want you can type in and then they'll most likely have it. It's crazy just how much they have."
"Yeah?" Matt seemed to lean closer to the computer, looking over the gym equipment being offered to Nick. "Sure looks like it. Like most of this shit ain't for sale to normal people. And here it is..." He scrolled down looking through the massive amounts of equipment built for gyms, all of it looking reasonably priced. "And all you did was order two ten pound weights?"
"Yeah. It's crazy. I guess they're doing really well or don't care about their stock cause they didn't even ask me to send it back."
"Yeah... Crazy..." Matt mimicked. He was too busy thinking about all the stuff he'd want to buy looking through the catalogs. "I'm going to have to check this out more later..."
"You should. I don't know what's up with it but I sure as hell can't say I'm not satisfied," Nick bragged. He caught himself using the curse word but just shook it off. His mind focused back on the website and how the clothes he was wearing this morning was too tight. He clicked through a couple of brands that he normally bought and then put them in his cart. "It's that easy. And 24 hour shipping too."
"Damn... That's crazy..." Matt stared, a bit awestruck by just how much the site had. "I'm definitely going to check this out later..." Then he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. It was his friend Kyle. 'Hey man. You up to anything today?'
"Something up?" Nick asked as he saw Matt take out his phone.
"Huh? Oh yeah, it's Kyle. Just asking if I wanted to do anything."
"You wanna hang out with him? I'm fine with that."
"You sure?" Matt asked. He knew the two didn't really get along that well. Kyle's more aggressive personality was a pretty big turn off for a lot of people. And his ignorance to his own size just made him look all the more threatening. Deep down he was a bit of a teddy bear, but you had to get him pretty drunk to see that side.
"Yeah man," Nick said. "I can find some other stuff to do today." His mind kept going back to the weights in the other room. He'd just felt like he was getting into it when Matt had said he wanted to stop.
"You sure?" Matt just wanted clarification.
Nick nodded. "Yeah. We can hang out later."
"Alright man," Matt texted Kyle back, confirming he wasn't up to anything. They set a time to meet up. "Give me a call tomorrow and we can plan something then."
"Of course," Nick smiled as he closed the door behind him. He tossed off the large shirt that Matt had brought him over and looked over his body again. "Shit..." he moaned as he saw even more definition in his pecs. The two flat muscles had started to push out ever so slightly and underneath them was the forming of six solid blocks. Something inside him told him to flex, and those blocks looked even better. "Holy shit." He stared wide eyed as his hand rolled over each and every one.
His waist had always been rather thin but that didn't mean he ever had the hard blocks of muscle poking out of his skin. "Damn..." he giggled happily as he continued showing off to himself. "Can't believe this..."
A knock on his door brought him out of his bragging daydream. He looked around for a shirt and only found his medium one. It was hard to get down over his arms and shoulders but he got it. "Coming!" he shouted as they knocked again.
A delivery man was standing at the door with a few boxes on the ground. "Sign here," he held out his clipboard and pen.
"Already?!" Nick questioned. "That was fast!"
"I just deliver the packages sir. Please sign here."
"Right..." Nick signed the paperwork where he was pointing.
"Thank you," the delivery man turned around and went back to his truck.
Nick grabbed the packages and brought them inside. It was probably better that they were delivered so fast as when he looked up at what he was wearing it was clearly too small. Just moving slightly was made more difficult as the fabric clinging to his body had to stretch over his frame. Even in front of him he could see his chest pushing at his shirt pulling it above his waist and showing off his midriff.
"Whatever," Nick smiled. He had new clothes now. He opened the boxes and looked through the clothes that had been sent to him. But a small hint of horror ran through his mind. The clothes in the boxes were far too large for him. Not just larges like he thought he had ordered but rather XXXL and at the very bottom a few with fours X's before that L. "No way..." he muttered as he looked through them even more. These clothes were too big for Matt, but he was supposed to wear them. He had to call and complain.
But as he held the shirt up to his torso another thought shot through his head. He was getting bigger after all. He'd need bigger clothing. Then he shuddered at the idea that he was going to try to outgrow even these. And he'd be perfectly satisfied with that.