Ty decided to go over to his friend Matt's house. They were friends in high school, but hadn't really talked much since they graduated.
Matt lived close enough to Ty's house, and he usually stayed home to keep the house clean and tidy while his dad worked at his construction
business. Matt's mom died five years ago, so Matt had grown used to doing all the woman's work while his dad got money. He was by no
means feminine, though; at 6'4 and 200lbs of ripped, toned muscle, Matt was a huge party animal and extremely popular back in school.
Ty jogged over to Matt's, catching the attention of every person he passed. Guys and girls alike gasped at his huge muscular frame, and Ty
would be sure to wink and flex a massive bicep if he passed any attractive chick. There was one woman who fainted from ecstasy when Ty
gave her a full double-biceps pose! "Shit, these pussies never seen a real man! I've gotta look like a god to these pathetic mortals!" Ty thought
as he ran through the streets.
After a good long run, Ty finally reached his destination. It was actually about two miles to Matt's house, but it hardly passed as a warm-up
for Ty's powerhouse legs. He tried to push the doorbell, but accidentally pressed the button into the wall with his immense strength. "Oh well,
not my problem!" Ty sneered.
Matt opened the door, shirtless and wearing only some black exercise shorts. It seemed like he'd been working out. When he saw the
musclegod before him, his jaw dropped, "Fuck, who are you? Ty?"
"The one and only!" Ty flexed his arms, his biceps ballooning like mountains.
"Damn, and I thought I grew!" Matt gasped, still having trouble comprehending his godlike friend. He put up his bicep by Ty's but it wasn't
even a contest; his 21 inch guns were dwarfed by Ty's 30+ inch cannons, "I gained 60lbs since I last saw you, but you're just huge..."
Ty grinned, looking humble for the first time since he transformed into his freakish state, "I gained 150lbs, to be exact. Pretty good, huh?"
"If I'm Earth, you're the Sun!" replied Matt, "Anyways, let's go get something to eat! I bet'cha need tons of shit to keep that beastly body going."
Swaggering over to the kitchen in his sexy jock-walk, Matt prepared some chow for the two muscle-studs to wolf down. Ty got this time to
examine Matt. Despite gaining a large amount of weight from an obviously intense muscle-building program, Matt's fat percentage seemed
almost as low as before, if not lower. He was nothing compared to Ty, but still quite a hot muscleboy. "Whomever his girlfriend is, she's lucky
to have a catch like Matt."
Matt called out to Ty once he finished, and the two jocks proceeded to scarf down nearly everything in Matt's fridge. Matt took out several
steaks. When Ty raised his eyebrows, Matt simply said, "Gotta eat a lot to grow! Isn't that what you did to grow that big?" Ty replied by taking
twice as many steaks as Ty and gobbling them down in half the time. They rushed to eat the rest; eggs, chicken, milk, yogurt, burgers, and
other strength-building food. By the time Ty was finished gulping down the last gallon of milk (his twelfth one, in fact), both jocks were
bloated. Without even having to talk they both ran into Matt's gym and started lifting weights, feeling their large muscles consume the food
and turn them into even bigger, stronger muscle-studs!