"CRAY!! WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME?!" Matt repeated as he got to his feet and
staring hard at his monstrous friend.
"I'm not sure!! It depends on what your mind has always wanted!" Cray said, still eyeing
Matt and searching for changes.
"Am I going to become a total immoveable freak like GUY?!" Matt said growing more
exasperated and pointing at the mammoth Guy.
"It all depends!" Cray replied, wondering when the changes would start.
"Oh god, how cou-" Matt started to say, but suddenly he got quiet, with a shocked look on
his face.
"It's starting!" Guy exclaimed, waddling over to watch Matt.
Matt began to shake slightly as he looked down at his hands. They were starting to puff
up and reshape themselves as they grew bigger.
"Oh god! Help me!" Matt shouted in pain.
Matt's T-shirt began tightening across his chest as his pecs rapidly blew up like being
filled with a pump. His sleeves were already stretching across his growing biceps and his
triceps had already taken on a very defined horse-shoe shape. His legs were keeping
pace by almost instantly filling out the jeans Matt was wearing, becoming very very tight
at the quads and almost equally as tight in the calves. His feet did not seem to be
affected however, and remained in his sneakers.
"Wow, he's growing fast!" Cray said to no one in particular as Matt's neck rippled thicker
and thicker, starting to tear the collar of the t-shirt.
"AAAUUGH..." Matt groaned, "this can't be happening!!"
Matt watched as his the sleeves of his t-shirt began splitting at the seam beneath his arm,
as his biceps and triceps swelled bigger and bigger. His forearms were already the size of
most bodybuilder's biceps. Matt's waist was also growing outwards, actually popping the
button off his jeans as it reached it's limit.
"Oh god! My jeans are so tiiiight!" Matt screamed.
Indeed, Matt's jeans had grown obnoxiously tight as they resisted the growing and
inflating muscle contained within them.
"I'll try and get 'em off!" Cray shouted as he tried to find a place to grab the taut denim to
pull them off. But the jeans had become so tight that there was no place to get a good
grip on the pants.
Then, the zipper literally burst open and with the force of that break, the jeans split right
around the crotch, and allowed the seams running along the inner leg to rip straight down
each leg.
Newly freed from their denim prison, Matt's quads and calves went into overdrive, his
quads colliding with each other and pushing each other apart.
Meanwhile, Matt's shirt had reached it's breaking point. His lats were pulling the shirt
tautly across his chest laterally, and his gargantuan pecs and inflating back muscles
pulled at it the other direction. The tears that had formed from Matt's now bull-like neck,
which had now grown wider than his head, started to rip through the rest of the now
sleeveless shirt.
The t-shirt was wrapped tightly around his growing abdomen and 8-pack abs and his
ridiculously wide lats and even more ridiculously humungous chest. Finally, the t-shirt
couldn't hold in the big boy it had once easily contained with room to spare, and it ripped
apart and fell in shreds around his still-sneakered feet.
"HELP ME!" Matt shouted looking desperately at Guy and Cray who were just looking in awe
at Matt's swelling form. "Help me! It's getting harder to move!!" he shouted.
Indeed, Matt's growing frame was not getting any taller than it's 5'9" height as it continued
packing on the pounds and pounds of muscle.
"I don't know what to do!" Cray said to Matt, "We'll just have to ride it out!"
"I can't take much more of this before I am not going to be able to move at all!" Matt cried
as he began waddling to the mirror in the living room. His movements were slow and
deliberate. He was shocked to see just how large he had become as he watched himself
inflate in the mirror.
His pecs had grown and inflated so much they now nearly brushed his strong chin, and his
traps had creeped up as they pumped bigger and bigger so that they completely
eliminated his thick bull-neck. Matt's shoulders had grown so incredibly round and huge
they resembled flesh-colored watermelons, and his biceps were even more impressive as
they grew upwards, pushed skyward by his ever-widening lats.
"Holy crap! Look at his abs!" Guy, who with Cray had followed Matt into the living room.
Matt glanced down at his abs in the mirror, since his neck was virtually locked into place
by his pecs and traps.
His abs had become so large that they had run out of room to grow, and as a result were
pushing outward, over his enormous, and bulbous thighs.
"Oh shit!" Matt cried as he watched his growing mid-section puff and inflated larger and
larger. His quads were still growing, but were now evening out in how much they stuck off
his body with his inflating abs. The hard ball of muscle that made up Matt's inflating
stomach was now being partially supported by his quads.
"Wow! That's what I call a MUSCLE GUT!" Cray exclaimed, thumping the large belly with
his thick, meaty palm.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Matt yelled, turning to Cray, with tears starting to form in his eyes.
But Matt tried to move too fast, and was not used to all the new space his body now
occupied. "WHOA...!! AHHHH!" Matt cried as he started loosing his balance, his quads
rubbing and colliding with each other and his arms uselessly swinging far and free from
his body kept there by his tremendous lats.
"I gotcha!" Cray yelled as he grabbed Matt's beach-ball biceps and tried to steady the
enormous and still growing man wearing only a pair of over-stretched boxer briefs and
sneakers. "GUY HELP!" Cray shouted as he struggled to hold up Matt's gigantic, swelling
frame.
The 500 pound, and much stronger than Cray, Guy waddled quickly over and grabbed one
of Matt's inflating arms and put his own thick, and gigantically muscular arm as much
around Matt's still-widening waist to attempt to study the gargantuan man.
"OH GOD! HELP!!" Matt screamed, as Guy and Cray did the best they could to maneuver
the humungous Matt to the couch.
"OOF!!" Guy and Cray heaved Matt's growing body onto the couch. The couch cracked as it
took on the immense load.
"OW!" Matt yelled. He seemed to finally be reaching the end of his growing, much to Guy
and Cray's relief. They watched as the last several pounds piled onto Matt's already too-
large body.
Matt had gone silent and had closed his eyes, his breathing heavy and labored as his
tremendous chest rose and fell.
He was a sight to behold, and while he looked similar to both Cray and Guy when they had
grown to immobility, both men were still staring. Matt had grown an enormous muscle-
belly. The gut had grown so large, that it was unable to support it's own impressive
weight, and sank slightly to be supported by Matt's inhuman quads, which had also grown
much, much larger than either Guy or Cray's had done. The muscle belly had grown so
large, that with how Matt was positioned on the couch, reclined slightly, with his
grotesquely wide and thick back holding him up, and his very round and over-stuffed butt
muscles keeping him high off the seat of the couch, his muscle gut actually stuck further
out than his own monstrous pecs.
His shoulders had to have a width of at least 4 feet or more, which was highly impressive
at Matt's fairly average height of 5 feet, 9 inches. Matt's beachball biceps hung heavily
from his tremendously stuffed shoulders, with enormous forearms attached, at a very stiff
angle.
Finally, his legs, which were one of the most impressive part about Matt's immense body,
were so huge and enormous that the muscle each contained could probably be divided up
to make a heavyweight professional bodybuilder. The quads were slightly obscured by
Matt's immense belly hanging over them, and blocking the view of his crotch and strained
boxer briefs. the quads blew outwards, so far around that Cray doubted he could get even
his own fairly long arms around just one. Matt's quads pressed heavily into one another,
and overlapped, one slightly on top of the other since the quads were so large, that both
could not be comfortably held next to each other, as they would push Matt into almost
doing the splits at the waist. The quads quickly cut to his knees and hung over the boney
kneecaps like a cliff. The knees led into gigantic calves which looked as though someone
had stuffed medicine balls behind each leg. But the calves quickly cut down to very
normal, and small, but strong-looking ankles which rose from his still-intact sneakers.
"Wow!" Guy said in almost a whisper. "That was incredible!" as he looked over Matt's
enormous muscle belly and legs.
"Yea! Check out those legs!" Cray replied.
Just then, Matt's eyes fluttered open and he looked from Guy to Cray.
"Oh my god, what happened!?" Matt said.
"Well..." Cray began, when Matt interjected as he looked down with his eyes and saw nearly
half of his view obscured by his pillow-sized pecs.
"AHHH! HELP!!" Screamed Matt, trying to get up, but in actuality, he was only able to
wiggle his fingers and ankles and toys and shift around in his seat by flexing and unflexing
his giant muscles.
"AAAHHH!!! I can't move!!" Matt yelled, tears starting to form in his eyes. Seeing such a
huge and over-inflated muscle man cry was something incredibly shocking and sad to
see. "You have to help me!!" Cried Matt to the other two very muscular men in the room.
"Please!" Matt continued, I have a wife and two young kids at home! They can't see me like
this!"
"He has a wife and kids?!" The very large Guy said to Cray. "And you still wanted to do
this?!"
"I forgot about that in all the excitement to see how huge he would get!" Cray replied.
"And let's be honest, he's pretty impressive!"
"Never mind that!" Guy hissed back, "What if he can't control his clearly very powerful and
easily influenced subconscious??"
"Help me, please!" Matt cried again trying to see over his huge muscled chest to look at
Cray and Guy.
"We'll try!" Cray said coming into view around his left pec, and wiping a tear from Matt's
eye.
"Yes, don't worry." Guy said, but he gave Cray a worried look.