Jon looked over at the pre-pubescent Dan, somewhat frightened of the game. His once
taller, masculine friend was now barely shoulder height to his 5'7" frame. As Dan moved
in shock at the loss of his body, Jon wondered how the game would screw up his rather
pudgy body. A somewhat below-average height, a 210 pound chubby body, Jon wasn't
exactly pleased with his body, but he also wasn't too upset. He liked being husky. It kept
him slightly safe from the bullies.
The teen and boy watched cautiously, as Jon rolled the dice. "2" Jon said. Hand
trembling, he withdrew a card. Blank at first, the mysterious hand wrote upon the card
"Gain 100 pounds of Beef." Jon looks at the card with a blank face as the others take in
the idea proposed.
Jon felt his body tingle, and he dropped the card to the table, where, if any were
watching, it disappeared. Jon raised his hand and looked on as his forearm bulged. It
swelled nearly two inches thicker. The pulse followed the arm up, and his biceps suddenly
filled his sleeves. "Uhh, guys" Jon said, his voice cracking to a slightly deeper pitch, as his
neck grew thicker. Rips were slowly heard throughout the room as Jon's body swelled
larger and thicker. Shoulders, nearly two and a half feet wide, filled with thick muscle as
arms tore Jon's shirt open at the sides. But, it was not the ripped flesh of a bodybuilder, it
was the thick body of a heavy-eating power-lifter. A gut bulged out into a thick ball,
which ripped apart at the center. This exposed the nice brown treasure trail that
bifurcated the thick gut.
"Guys?" Jon moaned, feeling the swelling continue while his friends looked on. The
jeans were the next casualty, tearing up at the side and then blowing out as two bulbous
cheeks bulged out a couple inches, covered only by skin tight boxers. The front side fared
even less positive, as Jon's equipment bulged in girth as well. Shoes ripped apart upon
Jon's feet, as both grew a size and a half larger and easily half-again wider.
The tingling stopped, and Jon knew he was finished gaining the hundred pounds of
Beef. "Holy crap!" Sean sputtered, as Jon stood there, arms the size of the other two's
thighs at his side. The growth had not bloated Jon to immobility, it had altered him to the
build of a life-long power lifter, a World's Strongest Man Competitor. Jon felt himself up,
starting out at the thick plump pectorals with their pert and stuck out nipples, and quickly,
his cock sprang up in his pants. Reaching down over his thick gut, Jon was surprised to
find his hand could no longer reach all around his cock.
"Damn, I feel BIG" Jon said, more confidence and cockiness in his voice. "Guess the
game is truly random!" he told the others. "Sean, go get a tape measure, I gotta find out
what happened." Jon ordered, and Sean, surprisingly, complies, grabbing the tape
measure in the kitchen.
Wrapping the large tape around first the gut, Sean called out the numbers as he read
them. "Gut - 56", Waist - 44", Thighs - 38", Chest - 60", Neck - 21", Biceps - 25",
Forearm - 20" And you're just 16" Sean said, amazed. Jon smiled, disappeared for a
second and brought out the heavy duty scale from the bathroom. Received as a prank, Jon
had simply taken it in the poor taste it was given, by stuffing it aside in the bathroom.
Now, as he stepped on it (and after realizing he can't look over his gut now) Sean read off
Jon's new weight. "Jon, you're 318lbs!" Sean whispered.
"Hell yeah!" He growled in his new dark tenor. "That's a change for the better?" Jon
looked at Sean and Dan and saw with great interest that Sean had a nice tent in his own
shorts. "It's your turn next, Sean" Jon said, as he stepped back, letting Sean see the three
figures, the die and cards, and the multi-colored board.