The bell on the front door clanged as another patron walked in. A teenage gymnast, striding confidently, made his way across the gym, already just in a tight tank top and short workout shorts. His legs and butt were perfectly defined, but it was his arms and chest that really stood out. Taut biceps the size of cantelopes and perfectly formed pecs stood out, evidence of years of focused work outs and training on the pommel horse and rings. As he deposited his bag on the bench in the corner, Ty could already pick up his thoughts and his dreams.
Jeff was his name, and he was just home from his first year in college. He had been doing gymnastics since he was three, and loved the gym, loved to compete, loved his teammates and loved the campus life that his talent and body afforded him. He swung both ways, and his muscles and all-american good looks afforded him plenty of attention from both the ladies and the guys. But most of all, as Ty could instantly detect, Jeff was obsessed with himself, and particularly his "guns."
Ty grinned to himself as he invisibly watched Jeff strut over to the free weights and and seize two dumbells and began to do curls, examining himself intently in the mirror as did rep after rep.
Insuring that no one in the gym would notice, not even Jeff, Ty began replicating the arms and pecs that Jeff held so dear, one set, then another of rippling biceps stacked right on top of each other. Jeff grew from 5'7" to 6'6" to make room for the extra limbs. Soon four more hands unconsciously reached down to grab four more weights, and began to do butterfly reps with all six magnificent arms.
And just so those extra hands would have something to do, Ty shifted Jeff's package around, adding a cock to either side of Jeff's already impressive member, and grew all three so that he ended up with a trio of 10" long wide, flat boners that just pushed their way up under Jeff's bellybutton, outlined by the tanktop now stretched to it's limit.
Making it so that everyone else thought this Hindu-god-of-a-man was normal, Ty slowly pulled the cloud from Jeff's mind, and looked on with pride and awe as Jeff slowly became aware of himself. One by one, each of his magnificent arms stopped as Jeff gazed first at his three gorgeous rights and then this equally awesome lefts. Suddenly, his whole body shuddered as, overcome by how turned on he was by himself, he suddenly came all over himself, again and again and again as all three cocks blew their massive loads.
As Jeff recovered himself, he looked around sheepishly, and a little fearfully, since he was so in love with his new body, but knew he didn't want to be thought of as a freak. It dawned on him, however, that no one else in the gym, not even that mammoth new guy, Tim, gave him a second glance. (Well, a few gave him some glances, but they were of unabashed lust, not loathing.)
Jeff quickly grabbed a towel and his bag and hurried out the door to test out his new equipment.
Ty almost came himself, seeing and feeling how excited Jeff was. It gave him some new ideas...