Ten minutes before Justin made it to the soccer field, Ethan and Henry had arrived. As usual, Henry sat off to the side of the field and watched his brother and his teammates practice. Ethan was wearing a crappy old T-shirt and gym shorts. He grabbed the yellow formula from where it was sitting on the bench next to Henry.
Now, as captain of the soccer team, Ethan had a lot of friends on the team. He also was one of the oldest, a senior who was almost 18. He was 6’2” tall and leanly muscled, weighing probably 140 pounds. Although his muscles didn’t seem very big, he did have a shredded set of 8-pack abs. On top of that, he was quite handsome, with tousled blond hair and a chiseled face, so he had no problems with girls.
As Ethan walked onto the field, kicking his ball, he opened the bottle of yellow formula and drank quite a bit. He put the cap back on and got to work.
But he soon began to notice something strange. He felt stronger, especially in his legs. His clothes felt tighter. One of his teammates complimented him, saying he could tell the workouts were working. Ethan grinned, but inwardly he was uneasy.
He looked down at himself and was amazed. His calves were swelling, taking on a teardrop shape. His quads and butt were getting bigger, filling his shorts out nicely. Ethan brought an arm up and saw it completely filled his shirt sleeve, even ripped it a little, especially when he flexed his now enlarged biceps. His pecs, which before had only been visible when he was shirtless, now swelled to stretch out his shirt and overshadow his perfect abs.
Ethan was stunned. How had this happened? He had probably gained 50 pounds of muscle!
But Ethan didn’t realize yet that he wasn’t the only one experiencing this.