"Who is there?" Drake tries to call, but his overgrown muscles prevent this.
"Drake!?" shouted a female voice outdoors "are you there?"
"Jenny! Help me please!" shouted Drake as good as he could.
He had grown another 200 pounds and now with over 1000 pounds he was totaly immobile. His head was trapped between his neck, pecs and traps. his traps rising above his ears and began to engulf his entire head. They begin to bulge toward his collosal pecs and fight for space with his incredible shoulders. His pecs apporached his chin cause his huge abs force them upwards in fight for space to grow more.
Drakes useless arms had gone thicker and stuck out in an slight angle to the ceiling being hold upwards from his more than massive lats. The lats spread out nearly vertical from his waist.
In the meantime Drake had to ajust his stand a few times und now his massiv legs stood out in an 45 degree angle from his body and still his muscles come together to his knees.
"Drake? What´s wrong? can you open the door?"
"No i can´t...try to come in as fast as you canmmmmpf!" this where the last words from Drake as his additional 150 pounds of muscles close his mouth permanently...