As the magician clown smacked the dummy, it rocked back and forth a little, the crowd just laughed since most were drunk or stoned. The magician looked at the audience trying to read the minds of all the dumb frat guys. His focus came onto the kicker of the team. "You young gentleman, would you like to come up for my next trick?" Dan the kicker just looked bewildered, the other bigger members looking at him, pushing him up with there hands. He found himself on stage next to the clown, still wondering why he was here? "Now our tackle dummy friend here, he's gonna be a prize later on for the defensive players, but for now can you assist me with my next little show?" The magician moved the tackle dummy to the side of the stage, and began lugging out some weird pump like you'd see at a car garage. "Now this young man, this is the muscle man 3,000! Guaranteed to thicken up the most stubborn body. Would you like to give it a try?" Dan stood there, shrugging his tiny shoulders. "Excellent! Then let's begin!" And with a wave of a wand, dans cloths had disappeared leaving him wearing spandex cloths that were 8xl in size. "What's this for? I'm not this big?" And with a poke from the wand his belly button changed into a air hole. "You will be!" He said with a giggle.
At first dan just stood there dumbfounded but before he could regain his composure the clown stuck a needle in his hole. " hey! What's that for!?" He yelped more surprised then hurt really. "Behold and watch folks! I'm about to make him from 140lb kicker to a healthy 680 lb beast!" And with a kick of the machine the magic began. Dan began to feel so weird, like he was filling up with air or something, but felt heavier by the minute. Looking at his body he began to see why, while the crowd ooed and awed at the marvel. His legs and calves were swelling up thicker and more muscular, his stomach protruding out with a new roid belly, his arms which were tooth picks, swelled up going from 10 inch biceps to 22 inch biceps, to 33 inch biceps. He tried to walk a little, but his movements were slowing down. All the weight was making him less and less mobile, and as he tried to see his toes, his chest began to widen out more, his pecks now two bid bulbis mounds of muscle on his frame. His neck began to thicken as his head movement slowed as well till finally his shoulders and head were like one.
"What's happening to me.......so heavy.......so strong..." He said as dans voice lowered to a baratone like boom. He was beginning to stretch out his cloths as there expansion began to strain the stitches and fabric. The magician looked at his swelling muscled marvel and realized he had him on a little too long. "Oops!" He said as he pulled out the needle, and waved it back to a belly button. "I had him on a little too much, he's now, hmm? Let's see shall we?" And with a wave he made a industrial scale appear. Dan waddled, the floor creaking under his thick weight. After about two feet he huffed and puffed with sweat, his body now soaked in it. "How much......do..........I weigh?" He huffed. "Well judging by this scale, oh my! 780 lbs of pure muscle with 3% body fat! Marvelous!" The crowd cheered, but dan just huffed "how.......can........I.......play ball.........now?" The magician thought a minute, and waved his wand again, giving dan a little more mobility. "There! Now your the worlds biggest offensive lineman! Just wait till they see you running toward them!" Dan was gonna ask why, but his mind seemed happy now. "Yes! I can't wait!" He said as he grabbed the tackle dummy to practice with.