Jake walked to the beach, his massive 800-pound body bursting with power as his muscles seemed to explode in every direction with even
the slightest movement. He didn't know how or why he had become so huge all of a sudden, but he didn't care. Jake was only concerned with
showing off his unfathomable muscles and the superhuman strength they contained.
The musclegod's arrival compelled almost everyone within his proximity to shift their attention from whatever they were doing to feast their
eyes on his body. The size of Jake's naked muscles was far greater than anything a normal human could ever hope to achieve, and even a
glimpse at such power forced many to piss themselves out of a primal fear that welled up inside of them. Jake's face was perfect, flawless,
drop-dead gorgeous, and even many of the straightest men seemed to find themselves getting turned on at his irresistible, manly smile that
seemed to ooze power and domination.
As he walked along the beach Jake noticed a flashing sign that said "WEIGHTLIFTING CONTEST". Looking ahead, the muscleman saw several
bulky powerlifters curling and pressing weights, probably in preparation of the competition. He must have caught the eye of the contest-
holder, because a short, smiling young man in a bright beach shirt ran up to Jake and shook his hand.
"Are you here for the competition, sir?" the man asked, looking up and down Jake's hulking biceps. Jake noticed the faggot was getting off on
his huge arms, so he flexed, the massive bicep swelling to mythic proportions from his effortless movement.
"I am now!" Jake laughed, "When's the contest start? I can't wait to show these puny little fuckers what a REAL man looks like!"
The man nodded, his dick making a similar motion in his pants. "Follow me, sir!" he said, running off towards the powerlifters. With an
arrogant sneer on his handsome face, Jake followed.