Later that day, Matthew was in the gym. He trained very hard; in only the 8th grade, he
was already 190lbs of lean muscle. Most people thought he was a young-looking adult.
As he curled the 90 pound weight, his biceps engorged with blood and power. He
remembered beating the shit out of that little fucker John earlier, which only gave Matt
more motivation to pump up his muscles bigger and stronger.
After his twentieth rep, Matthew stopped to take a break. Working out always made him
hard. He loved being a stud, a real man with big muscles. Real men don't pick on little
guys. Real men only fight to protect, and when they fight, they don't stop until the fucker
surrenders. Real men aren't pussies like that dickhead John. He glanced in the mirror and
hit a double bicep pose. Matt wasn't wearing a shirt; his sleeves always burst when he
worked out his arms from their huge size. The owner of the gym worked out with Matt
sometimes and let him get away with it after looking at Matt's amazing physique. The kid
had less than 2% body fat; that's only about 3 pounds of fat in his entire body!
A few older guys were looking at him enviously. Matthew sneered at their pathetic fat
bodies; some of them were bigger than him, but nobody was as healthy. Matt could beat
any of them in a fight if they challenged him. His 9-inch dick rose in his shorts as he had
these thoughts and the stud let a moan escape him. He was about to get up and
dominate the bench press when the little Asian kid from earlier came up to him.
"Matthew!" Jason yelled, "Here you are! I've been looking for you!"
Trying to keep his powerful erection from being to obvious, Matt said, "What's up? You
should have expected a jock like me to be showing off over here." He lifted the weight he
was curling earlier a few times, making sure Jay knew that Matt was curling his weight.
"You're massive!" Jayson gasped when he got closer to Matthew's sexy body, "And strong..
really strong!" he noticed the heavy weight. "How would you like to be even stronger?"
"Stronger? Of course I want to be stronger!" Matthew stood up and flexed his enormous
chest, knowing that Jay and all of the other dweebs were secretly taking mental photos to
masturbate with later, "I want to strong enough to destroy a truck or rip a tree out of the
earth. I want to be able to break every lifting record that mankind has ever set." Matt
looked over at the bench press, "I want to bench a hundred billion tons for reps! I want to
be stronger than anyone has ever imagined!!!"
Matt's cock was now fully hard and bulging out of his shorts. But he didn't care. Why
would he? The men are jealous of his youth and massive size, the women just want him
in bed. He growled as he stared lustfully at his almost-nude body in the mirror, "I want to
be strong enough to lift the planet with a single arm, have muscles denser than titanium
and stronger than nukes. That's the kind if power I want." He knew most of the pussies in
the gym came, but he was still hard... still rock hard and ready to fuck like a real man.
Jason smiled at his power-hungry friend, "Matthew, I may be able to give you that power.
Will you please follow me to the locker room."
Matt looked down at Jason and whispered, "Fuck yeah." And strutted off to the lockers.
When the two arrived there, a few guys were already inside. "GET OUT, FUCKHEADS!"
Matthew roared. A few of them ran out, but some of the ones who weren't done clothing
themselves stayed. Impatiently, Matt picked up two of the fuckers in each hand and threw
them out in the hallways nude. That prompted the remaining idiots to flee.
"That... was a little harsh, wasn't it?" Jay mumbled.
Matt chuckled, "When this muscle-dude is around, what makes you think they'd leave?"
He stroked his 6-pack casually, "They'd wait around just to spend time admiring my sexy
muscles. Trust me, I know from experience. They're all fags."
Jay didn't want to continue this topic, so he went down to business, "I've learned some
magic from a book... a spell that makes someone far stronger and more muscular. It can
only be used once by any person and takes nearly a year to memorize. I was planning on
using it on myself to get revenge on those bullies, but you... you want that power much
more. You're really hot and big already, imagine how massive you'll be with the spell!
You're still a teenager, too! Think of your size as an adult with my magic!"
This sounded great to Matt, "Good! Just make me as big as possible!"
"I can't do that!" Jay hesitated, "I still have to keep you in the possible limits of humanity
before you become another species or destroy the universe's laws. The thing is that the
limits have never been tested before... we could adjust a few things about your body's
anatomy, but we have to keep you human. Also, we have to consider how big you want to
be. What do you think we should do?"
Matt sat down to think, unconsciously flexing his muscles at the thought of growing into
a perfect musclegod, a man so masculine that the most macho of men looked like little
girls in his presence. Both him and Jay were becoming hard imagining the young stud as
an indestructible freak of nature. Eventually, Matt grinned and said he wanted to be...