The sound of cloth ripping woke Jake up. He found that his shirt had torn into shreds
while he was in the middle of a stretch, his body adjusting to make room for his
enormous muscles. Then he remembered; he was Jake, the super-hot college kid that
had only two things in life; muscles and sex. That was all he would ever need, and he
knew everyone was either envious of him of lusted after his godlike body and sexy face.
It's not surprise that he was so popular; after all he was a walking wet dream!
He stood up drowsily and walked over to the mirror, estimating his new size at a little
over 300lbs of pure muscle. Yeah, his face truly was the epitome of hotness. His blue
eyes he inherited from his mother indicated beauty and innocence. Jake didn't car for
either, but they really contrast perfectly on his masculine face that his father gave him.
That straight dark brown hair enhanced his rugged appearance even more. Jake smiled,
showing his flawless white teeth. Dang, if it weren't for his large muscles he could have
been a model.
But screw that. He liked his muscles, those muscles that could intimidate the toughest
badasses in town with the most casual flex. Jake's young muscles weren't just for show,
they really were deadly weapons when used properly. A couple of stupid guys tried to
give shit to him the first few days of college, thinking that the body under those baggy
clothes was a load of fat. Too bad for them they were wrong. That mistake cost them
millions just to get their bodies back in working condition. Jake had only stayed at the
college for a few weeks, but he already had the reputation as the strongest and hottest
man around. He never had a dissatisfied woman, not with that freakish, superhuman
baby factory that most guys call a dick...
Jake snapped out of his pleasant thoughts to get ready. If he thought about his own
perfection for too long, he would end up getting horny again. He brushed his teeth,
ate a gigantic protein-filled breakfast, shit out all the stuff his body didn't use to grow,
took a shower, toweled off, and looked for clothes. That's where things got tricky.
Though his waist was a stunningly small 31 inches, his thighs couldn't fit in any of the
shorts with a waist size that small. His shirts also were too small from his most recent
growth spurt. Jake panicked at first, then remembered something. His mother, a very
loving lady who was proud of her son's great muscles, was used to his growth spurts.
She would know what to do.
He bounced down the stairs nude, his heavy feet stomping on the steps and creating
large booms while his cock slapped against his thighs in the motion. His mother had
already heard him coming and looked up at the giant naked stud expectedly. Jake was
embarrassed, but quickly blurted out, "I, uh, had a growth spurt again," he paused,
then continued, "could you, uh, help me?"
Jake's mother's face changed from a look of annoyance to pleasure. "You men are so
funny," she laughed, "you can grow bigger and stronger than anyone around you, but
you'll always be reliant on the women in your family." She walked up to Jake and
gripped onto his big arms, feeling the power inside them for a second. Then she pulled
herself up and just barely reaching the bottom of Jake's chin so she could kiss him,
"And I love you for it, Jake."
The muscular son looked fazed for a moment, then smiled, "Thanks, mom."
His mom nodded, "I'll hurry to get a good pair of shorts and a tee-shirt right now. It
may not be the best, but I'll try to get something you like. Then, I'll come home and
give you what I found. When you're at your classes I'll buy some more clothes so that
you can have something else to wear later."
Jake looked guilty for burdening his mom with so much work, but then hugged her
tightly. Her eyes bulged and she started to breathe hard, but Jake didn't let his mom
go until atleast a few seconds had passed. Letting go of her relatively puny frame, he
gave her an angelic smile and thanked her one last time before letting her go to shop.
He may have been the most badass irresistible musclegod in the town, but he still
loved his mom as much as a child would. It wasn't something you could tease him
about either, not unless you want to get your face punched in backwards and your
torso crushed into a bloody pool.
Lazing around, Jake wondered what to do in his free time while his mom was out
buying clothes for him. His dad was at work and he didn't have anything to wear, so his
natural instinct would be to workout and improve his muscles even more. He
wondered, however, if there was something else he could do in the mean time...?