Ty had so much fun while he was hanging out at the gym, that he forgot to get something to eat. His stomach started to growl, so he grabbed his wallet out of his bag and started to walk towards the vending machines, which were located in a small cafeteria. This was in a seperate lounge, away from the workout room.
First, he bought a tuna sandwich from one machine. Then, he walked to another machine and he was about to place a few coins into the machine, when he realized that he was about a dime short.
"Oh, man!" he groaned out loud. "I don't have enough to buy a can of soda! Crap!"
Another teen was sitting at a table, and he had overheard Ty. He had just finished eating a sandwich and he was about to walk back into the weight room, when he walked past the vending machine.
"Hey, bud. Ya need some change?" the teen said to Ty.
"Uh... Well..."
"What do ya need, dude?" he asked.
"A dime..." Ty replied.
The teen pulled a dime out of his pocket and placed it in Ty's hand.
"There ya go, dude! Enjoy!" the teen smiled.
"Thanks! I'm Ty, by the way. What's your name?"
"Randy! I come here to do cardio! I go to the high school down the street! Well, gotta jet..." the boy said.
Randy had just turned around, when Ty took a good look at the boy. he was about the same age and height as Ty, and just as lean. He wasn't very muscular, but he wasn't very fat, either.
"Well, Randy, you're gonna hulk out, as a reward for your kindness!" Ty chuckled. "How about you totally max out with muscle all over your body?"
Suddenly, Randy's back started to widen and thicken at the same time. His shoulders widened considerably while his pectorals inflated into large spheres of muscle, pushing hard against his t-shirt and straining the fabric to the breaking point. His biceps inflated into the size of soccer balls as well, until the shirt sleeves ripped on all fronts!
RRRRRRIIIPPPPPPPP! CRACK!
The t-shirt ripped at the sleeves, by the shoulders, around the back, and around the front area where the pecs are.
Next, Randy's calves and his quads started to grow, until they practically maxed out. His calves became so big, they were sticking out by six inches! They were as big as softballs and they looked like footballs that were implanted in the back of his legs. His quads just grew wider and thicker, with layers of enormous muscle forming above the knees, covered with veins the thickness of jump ropes.
His flat stomach widened and formed a fantastic washboard of 12-pack abdominals that put the tiled floor in the kitchen to shame. Rows and columns of big, square buttons, each one an inch thick and an inch deep, formed on his torso. His pectorals had grown so big, that Rando could no longer see his feet if he looked down. His chest was sticking out so far, that it was blocking his view.
Randy's quads had stretched his shorts to the limit, and now his gluted had started to grow into firm, hard globes of muscle. Ty quickly turned his shorts, which were about to rip apart, into a pair of super-Spandex biker-shorts. Finally, Ty increased Randy's balls and cock until his dick was 9 inches long and his balls were the size of softballs. The boy was full-equipped!!
As Randy stopped and examined his body with a feeling of awe, Ty just looked on and grinned.
"Holy smoke! What the heck is this? Where did all this muscle come from?" Randy wondered, as he flexed his arms in awe. He just stood there, admiring his bowling-ball-biceps.
"Looking good, big guy..." Ty said out loud.
Ty wished for Randy and everyone else to find it normal that Randy was so huge.
"Oh... Thanks, dude... I've been lifting weights for years!" Randy bragged.
"Well, it shows! I like to see a nice guy with big muscles!" Ty laughed.
"Don't mention it, Ty. By the way, you better eat your tuna sandwich before it goes bad!" Randy warned.
"Oh, yeah... Thanks, big guy!"
Ty quickly bought a can of soda and sat down at a table, so he could eat the sandwich and drink his soda. While he was enjoying his lunch, he was wondering who else he could grow...