"It's like you said, Ty," Kent smirked, "he does want more. He wants to be the biggest, gayest bodybuilder ever!"
The remaining bully twitched and strained, but was unable to move. His eyes looked panicked.
"Well," grinned Ty, "it would really be a shame to disappoint him."
"N-no!" the big bully stuttered.
But it was too late.
Ty concentrated, and the bully felt a tingle run through his body. His already large muscles began to swell, bulging even larger. His pecs grew even larger and rounder, and jutted dangerously from his torso, flanked by broad, over-sized shoulders. His upper arms were huge beyond reckoning, the powerful biceps big enough to put watermelons to shame. His forearms were thick and powerful, covered with veins. The bully's legs became enormous, so big that he could no longer stand with his legs together, because the muscles pushed against each other. His neck and traps swelled, until it almost looked like he had no neck - just a head atop a mountain of muscle.
A groan escaped the bully's lips, as his speedo tightened over his growing ass muscles. It was causing the fabric to rub against his big cock and balls, which were slowly being exposed as the fabric covered less and less. With a "thwack" the bully's cock broke free and flung itself against a road of cobblestone abs. "Oh no..." the bully moaned, as he felt his dick tingle.
The bully's already powerful fuckrod swelled impressively, becoming longer and thicker, pushing up into the cleavage between his massive man-pecs. He groaned, as his organ's growth spurts put him into the odd position of titfucking himself. His huge, grapefruit-sized balls churned and spasmed, forcing huge quantities of cum up through his huge cock, and into his cleavage. The bully groaned, the edge of his sexual hunger finally gone.
"I think he liked it," Ty said to Kent, with a devilish smirk.