Matthew was an aggressive 5'9 170lbs muscular 14-year old teenage boy. He enjoyed playing football and
violent video games. He also had a record of beating up kids for fun and, eventually, killed a kid by accident.
Deciding that he was too dangerous, the government sent Matt to Thornback Prison, hoping that this would
either calm his violent urges or let them get rid of the murderous boy.
When Matt entered the jail, he was nervous. Despite being rather abusive himself, he had never seen a prison
himself, especially not one where only hardcore male criminals went to. Though powerfully built and very well
developed, everyone in this building was either bigger than him or skilled at combat and self-defense. The
guards all carried weapons, and the prisoners were experienced and vicious murderers. Matthew was a chick
magnet at his school for his size and strength, but he was at awe for some of the freakishly huge men he saw.
He passed by a man who looked more than twice as heavy as Matt and almost foot taller. The man was nude,
muscular, and hung like a horse. He was pounding the walls of the prison, leaving fist-sized dents in the
reinforced concrete.
"This is your cell," The guard snorted, "Beware the big guy. You couldn't last a second if you tried to fight him,
so stay on his good side. Oh yeah, this is the most protected cell in the building. Even that guy couldn't break
out. Go in there and be prepared for the worst days of you life, juvenile." Then the guard kicked Matthew in to
the jail cell and quickly closed the door, leaving him alone with the massive behemoth.
Matt just stared at the huge man, imagining what it would be like to be as huge as him. He dreamed of
terrorizing people with unimaginable strength, lifting cars and destroying property. He could grab any ass he
saw and fuck it until his cock relaxed, then beat him until he was almost dead and leave him in an alley. Damn,
having the power to wreck any shit he wants would be so cool! That huge monster was the very epitome of
manliness, the very image of power. Matt couldn't stop admiring his new god, this powerful, dominant beast.
Heck, the guy even smelled manly, a stench of power releasing from his protein-rich body.
The impressive musclegod looked down at his worshipper, pondering over something. "Fuck, even when he's
thinking he looks manly! Damn, it would be sweet to have that body!" Matt thought. He was starting to get
nervous, however, the massive, wolfish beast remaining dangerously quiet. He wasn't sure whether he should
introduce himself, or wait for his superior to start the conversation.