Inside the box, wrapped in a sheet of plastic, you find that the mysterious gift is a mask. This is the type of over-the-head mask mexican wrestlers wear. It seems big, and covers the entire head except for the mouth area. The eyeholes are triangles that would make the wearer seem furious and intimidating. It is blue and yellow with some very intricate designs along the sides of the face. Its the work of an artist.
"Thats strange..." you say. Mexican wrestlers arent always very tall but theyre big or at least fat and heavy enough to be strong. You might have the height of one but not the muscle. The mask seems like a strange gift for someone like you...
"Oh what the hell" you say and put the mask over your head. It is big enough to feel loose so you tighten it around your head with the laces in the back. When you do, you look at yourself in the mirror of the room and think you look very funny. "I wonder if my friends would find it funny too!" you say and then strike a pose like a wrestler. Flexing nonexistent muscles.
Just then you feel very dizzy like you're going to throw up. You try to take the mask off to run to the bathroom but you can't! The mask has found a place in your head and won't let go!
"What's happening!" you say and suddenly realize you feel strange. Your loose t-shirt suddenly feels tighter than before, especially around the sleeves! You look down to see that the shirt isnt shrinking but you are actually expanding! In a manner of seconds, you shoot upward and become much taller than you used to be, now standing at almost seven feet tall! Your jeans are tight and now feel like shorts! your t-shirt is too small for a man of your new hight and your skinny belly is exposed. "What is this!" you yell and begin to pull at the laces of the mask, but its grown tight!
Everything is tight! you can't even reach the laces because your long arms have begun to grow and inflate with huge slabs of powerful muscle. You can't bend your arms anymore because your ham sized forearms and gigantic biceps and shoulders are too big and in each other's way. You scream in agony when your entire ribcage expands and you begin to hear the sound of fabric ripping. Your XS t-shirt is no match to the torso of a particularly huge pro wrestler. You put your huge hands on your massive pecs and see how hard they are. Your fingers have grown super thick and hairy and you realize that there's a mat of hair on your chest and your shoulders and probably your back too. You can barely turn around because your neck is like the neck of a bull, with mountain sized traps almost swallowing your intimidating masked face!
The hundreds of pounds that have been added to your upper body make your long skinny legs shake because they can barely hold the weight. But suddenly you feel even more tightness in your legs. Your thighs begin to inflate rapidly and grow into tree trunk-like monstrosities. They rip through your jeans, but theres something really strange: they're not naked. Like magic you seem to be wearing huge blue tights that cover your bodybuilder legs perfectly. Your feet also grow and rip your shoes apart, but again what appears beneath the fabric isnt your feet but thick and heavy black boots that go all the way up to your knees. You use your incredible strength to rip the last parts of your jeans and see that you're wearing red trunks over the blue tights and this somehow makes your legs seem even thicker and more powerful, capable of knocking down anything with one kick. Even through two layers of tight clothing you can see your package has grown.
Your skin is thick and you're covered with hair but it doesn't matter to you. You look at yourself in the mirror. You're the biggest man to have ever worn wrestling gear. There is a small layer of fat covering your giant muscles but that only makes you seem stronger and more masculine. You begin to strike poses again in front of the mirror, feeling your massive cock harden inside the tight pants. Your arms are larger than your masked face and your lats would put any pro bodybuilder to shame! You feel many urges, and the adventure is just beginning....