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  1. Author's note: Those familiar with my stories on this site know that I am prone to very long stories, dripping with dialogue, posted over the course of months. So, I gave myself a challenge: 5,000 words max, no direct dialogue, 24 hours to write the whole thing. It was a fun experiment. Let me know how you like the results. ============================================================ I only bought one fucking ticket. And I only did that because my boss was watching. The chances of me winning were astronomically small—no one ever won the big prizes.
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  2. CHAPTER 5 I love the transition from summer to fall. The weather is still warm, hot even, but there’s a crisp, cooling bite to the breeze. And I know it goes against a lot of my gay side, but I love football, and not just watching the players in those tight pants that you can see their jockstraps through. It always feels like everyone is more relaxed after a hectic summer full of activities. Everyone except Oz. Sure enough, once the football season starts I almost completely lose track of Oz. He spends his entire weekend at the bar as it takes advantage of the masse
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  3. CHAPTER 6 The rest of the night Oz casually hangs out, letting his massive, ripped, muscular body grace Grif and I’s presence. The normally talkative Grif is tentative and nervous all evening long as we chill out watching TV. Oz is happy to repeatedly stretch and flex his long limbs, sighing loudly as he does. “Ahhhhh. Sorry about that. This big body gets really tight if I don’t keep stretching.” I make several trips to the restroom to either relieve some pressure or simply adjust my positioning in my shorts. Each time I reenter the living room Oz gives me a knowin
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  4. I’m so sorry about the delay, I have been extremely busy as of late, but here it is! Day 28 (Part1): “Is there somebody in here?” Austin said, opening the door. “I thought I heard snoring.” He turned on the light and gasped when he saw me. “Holy fucking shit!!! You’re the hugest fucking thing I’ve ever seen!” Groggily, I got to my feet next to Brock, who was still sleeping. Just standing up felt super hard to do as I was weighed down by something extremely heavy. “OOF! I boomed, feeling something cold and hard hit my back, preventing me from getting up. It was the ceiling
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  5. This is my first story. I intend on expanding it or continuing it. Let me know your thoughts. THE KID FREAK Oliver is just entering 12th grade, when he starts to notice some changes happening to him. Oliver had always been a tall, skinny, geeky kid with dark hair and green eyes. His mother is a Chemistry professor at a local college. She always encouraged her son to study, get good grades and perhaps be a professor one day. When Oliver wanted to play sports, she generally discouraged it. It’s the beginning of 12th grade and there’s a party at Candy Johnson’s house. Candy is a po
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  6. Day 28 (Part 2): Without hesitation, Brock and Austin’s naked bodies were at my sides, looking up at me eagerly, their eyes hungry. Austin’s chest only reached to the top part of my right quad, so he began to caress what he could grasp of my huge muscular leg. Brock’s head was at the same height as my pecs, so he began to feel me up, his hands not even covering half of my protruding peaks. “Ohhhhhhhhhh” I moaned. As I felt their muscles rubbing on my own, my massive still soft cock began leaking not just a slow stream but a pressurized flow of precum, almost as if my veiny, insanely
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  7. PART 9 When I finally regained consciousness, I found myself staring at what felt like the sun. It was searing holes through my eyelids and roasting my eyes; yet, I couldn’t move. I suffered some moments of hot-white blindness until the sensation in my fingers, then my hands, returned to me. Once I blocked out the source of the light with a still-numb arm, I honed in on my surroundings, hesitating to open my eyes. I didn’t know what awaited me back in the real world. The last event I could recall was being picked up in someone’s hands and taken away. Then I remembered, and realized. Someo
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  8. Long time lurker. First time posting a short story of my own. Enjoy ____________________________________ "Damn it..." Ian was working out on a treadmill in his city's gym. A disappointed expression in his eyes. He was a scrawny, 5'6 feet tall guy, weighing around 120 lbs. He didn't wanted to be so short and without any visible muscle. He wanted to be huge, BIGGER than huge. A masculine beast that everyone will notice and worship. Sadly, no matter how much he tried, his body refused to build any muscle, and over the years he has just gotten even scrawnier and punie
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  9. Hey all, I have received so many messages about continuing this story. As I've mentioned before, all is written but just not posted yet. Thanks to a few nudges over the past week or so, I will start posting again. In the poll at the beginning, the readers wanting shorter chapters more often won by 2 votes 97:95 so they win. This chapter is a shorter transitional one for those who need to catch up after almost exactly 2 years since the last one. Be well, be safe, and enjoy. What would you do if you owned a god? Really, think a
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  10. Contain themes of sex between same gender, dubious consent, physical and mental manipulation. Feedback is appreciated! Implied drugging and / or using substance to control someone to get bigger. Quarantine Routine Chapter 1: Evening Routine I'm tired of goddamn chewing, I thought as I jam another extraordinarily large piece of chicken breast into my mouth. My jaw screamed at me and my stomach wanted to spew everything back out. I'm so goddamn tired of this. "I'm full. I think I'm done." My eyes were fixed at the smaller man across the table eating his significantly smaller porti
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  11. Part 7 Richard landed hard outside the security fencing at the compound. His Chief was waiting for him. Placing a hand over the bare buttocks of the alien, he kept him secure in place. “Chief, I need everyone to vacate the facility. Now. It won’t be safe for any of you. Keep the cameras recording. Dr. Mercy will insist that she stay behind. Make sure you see her to the exit. Personally.” Without hesitation, Chief barked orders to the two men standing at his shoulders, then began speaking into the microphone in his wrist. “Fifteen minutes, Mr. Luthor,” Chief turned back to t
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  12. Sorry the next chapter is taking a while. Spent a few days out of town last week, work is busy, all the usual excuses :P. The next chapter will come. I promise that I will never abandon a story because that's something that always frustrates me. Regards, -dredlifter
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  13. There's more growth to come, but I promise the real goal is to let Chris have some fun with his new self... and there might be a few more twists on the way! Luck Of The Gods Part 2 Chris began to breathe deeply again as he felt that feeling building in his balls and cock and spreading unrelentingly into his chest. Whereas before he had been frightened, he had resisted the strange force that was acting on his body, now he gave in: He couldn’t fight it and even if he was hallucinating, this was the best dream he had ever fucking had! Somehow the force, his body, whatever it was..
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  14. Voodoo 101: Intro to Voodoo Ivan was a normal college student. Well, at least he always thought he was normal. He wasn't athletic, but he wasn't skinny or fat either. He wasn't drop dead good looking, but he wasn't ugly fortunately. His grades were C average and he didn't have any special redeeming qualities. There was one thing that did make him "not so normal" however. His eyes, instead of being brown or green like his parents, were a shocking milky white. He wasn't blind or anything, he could actually see just fine. He was getting tired of seeing people freak out whenever they see the
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  15. Here is Part 5. Part 6 is coming soon. It just keeps going.... Part 5 Richard sat in his personal office at the bottom of the underground facility after showering in his bathroom. He shaved off his body hair in the shower. Not his beard though, he loved his beard. It was ‘daddy as fuck,’ according to one of his more attractive security guys. Yes he was. This laboratory used to be private, but the past two months saw it full of his people. Alexander disappeared and things had changed. Richard found out about the Kryptonian and his two stalkers. Jesus christ th
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  16. I would have had this out sooner but Zach Snyder called: he said Joss Wheadon had some weak sauce. (Seriously... I enjoyed the movie. You should try it if you like that stuff) Chaper 6 Clark gently lifted Dave and put him in a round spot on the floor. Backing out, he watched as a tube extended from the ceiling and fit tight on the floor; it sealed itself and began to fill with an orange fluid. He turned to the other tube, where he had put Butch and the fluid had reached the top. Butch was floating, as Dave would soon be. Grimacing, he turned to the holographic imag
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  17. Hey folks, this is something new I will be working on. I hope you'll appreciate it as I aim it to be a slow-burn kind of story Chapter 1 “Wow Jon, look at these gains! You must be killing it!” Jack cheers me on as a smug smile falls over my face. I know I am in fact killing it, and with a swift tap of my fingers, the [Slithering Wyvern] finally falls, disintegrating into crystals and coin for my character to collect. I hear the thunderous cheer of my friends online, with Jack being one of the loudest. He is one of my best friends, and he never loses the chance to lift my spirits. Th
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  18. PART 4 On Oliver’s 21st birthday, Harry presents him with a brand new Ford F-150 truck. Harry makes him promise he won’t use the truck in a way that will break it. Oliver happily agrees. Harry also gives Oliver a full-time contract to work for his company with plenty of time to train whenever he wants. Several months go by. Oliver’s training intensity has increased as well as his size and strength. Muscle, tendon and ligament density has continued to increase, as well as his bone density. That’s why he’s been able to literally punch metal without hurting himself. Mike takes all
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  19. Part 4 Todd’s head hit the table with a thud. Kevin kept eating his breakfast, using his other hand to push Todd farther down on his dick. Most mornings were spent like this as Kevin’s live-in house boy. He gagged a little. Kevin just slid farther into his throat. “Hold it in, boy,” Kevin said, enjoying the sound of Todd obediently choking on his dick. Todd had adjusted to complete servitude easily. Every time he looked in his Master’s direction, his heart swelled with a wave of admiration, lust, and servility. It was only natural that he should cater to the every whim of
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  20. Chapter 3 Jack was never a man of surprises. He was always one of the most passive, calm, and intelligent individuals I encountered in school. With a love for space and astrophysics, the kid was obsessed with physics and with my natural talent in mathematics, we'd make a great combo in all science projects and competitions. I can't even remember how many awards we won for our school, which kindly rewarded us by making us even bigger targets for bullying and harassment by the popular cliques. Surprisingly, Jack was picked on more than me, perhaps because the biggest and ugliest jocks were
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  22. Hey, everyone, an update is long overdue. First, I’d like to thank everyone for your continued patience and interest in the story. I’ve mainly been focusing on my writing portfolio for the past few months and haven’t found the time to continue writing this, unfortunately. I haven’t forgotten about this story though and will be resuming it when I have the time. For now, I’m currently rereading it since my writing style has changed a bit since the last time I wrote for this and don’t want the next part to be too jarring of a difference. As I mentioned in the last part, I won’t be involving any m
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  23. Chapter 2 Lying to my parents was always hard for me. Once, I had accidentally broken an entire window by throwing a baseball on it and I managed to convince them that it had been a rock thrown by some kids from school. Unfortunately for me, my parents are driven by nothing else if not justice, with both of them being lawyers and all, and after calling the school for clarification and involving the entire parental committee, I was forced to admit to anyone that it was me that broke the window. So, the lesson learned was that you must always hide the evidence before they catch you. Th
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  24. And here's the final chapter. Thank you everyone here for the amazing feedback on this one. This was really fun to write and share and I already have some ideas about what I might write next! Eight “You mind what you’re doing out there!” my nan says to me from her seat on the sofa as I bend down and kiss her on the cheek. “New Year’s Eve - they’ll be loads of drunk idiots around.” My dad scoffs. “He’s bloody one of them!” I roll my eyes. “See ya later, Dad,” I say, before heading out of the lounge towards the front door. Dad grunts. “Happy New Year and all that
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  25. For previous works like this one try out: https://musclegrowth.co/topic/20696-tales-from-the-omeganomicon-weed-has-more-protein-than-eggs-finished/page/3/?tab=comments#comment-339391 OR the original: https://musclegrowth.co/topic/18845-week-of-the-omeganomicon-finished/?tab=comments#comment-249054 ------------------------------------------------- The Spoiled Brat: Rex was raised to be a good kid from birth from a loving family, he always did his homework when he got home, he always helped others when he could, and he performed pretty exceptionally
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  26. next chapter this weekend is my goal.
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  27. Double biceps with my guy
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  28. Chapter 5: The Return of Phil Jayden gave the handsome, heavy-titted man next to him a kiss on the cheek, before leaving for work. He was pretty close by, so he made it there in time. Adam looked at Jayden with a grin, leaning on the counter, that gorgeous, flirtatious smile on his face as he looked over Jayden. He would hold up his phone, showing Jayden footage of Jayden himself riding a huge dildo. Jayden smirked softly, leaning on the other side of the counter, kissing Adam softly. "Mmmm, take it you liked the show then?" Adam kissed the alpha slut back, chuckling softly, before n
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  29. PART 2 It’s only a few months after the Arnold Classic. Mike has really kept Oliver focused on training, especially because it’s a true goal to become the strongest man on the planet…at least some day. Mike continues training Oliver in secret. Mike takes Oliver’s latest stats. They are: Height, 6’. Bodyweight, 285 lbs. Biceps, 24 inches (cold). Waist, 30 inches. Quads, 29 inches. Oliver questions how his bodyweight increased about 35 pounds with no additional bodyfat and no major size increases. Oliver’s strength level makes remarkable gains with a 965 lb bench press, 455 lb str
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  30. Seven “Are you gonna have that bloody face on you all day?” my dad asks as I do my seat belt up. “What?” I snap, annoyed. He lets out a big sigh. “You look like you’re going to a fucking funeral!” Ugh. Fuck. Off. “I’m hungover.” My dad groans. “You’re always bloody hungover.” Josh leans forward from the back seat. “So the two times you’ve met Terry you’ve been hungover from going out the night before and getting wankered?” “All right, Sherlock bloody Holmes!” my dad barks. I fold my arms, lean my head back on the headrest and close my eyes. I’m so n
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  31. Six And just like that, it feels like I’m right back where I was in the summer, the last four and a half months having never happened. Feeling like I want the world to fuck off because the first guy who actually liked me back, the guy who spent weeks texting me, hanging out with me, kissing me and holding my hand in his car has decided that he doesn’t want to be with me anymore. I’d almost forgotten what Ryan North looks like. I haven't checked his Instagram profile for months. I unfollowed him shortly after the last time I saw him. There was no deliberating over it. It just felt lik
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  32. I'm a little late for Macro March but just in time for Easter! Life comes at you fast, but sometimes Easter comes at you faster. A seemingly normal Easter Egg hunt leads to some truly massive things. ---------------------------------------------- Mark did a double take when he saw the brightly colored, plastic egg lying in the grass nearby. This had to be some kind of April Fool’s joke, right? It was the beginning of April. It was waaayyyy too early to be doing Easter stuff. Easter was in like three weeks, right? Just to be sure, Mark whipped out his phone and open
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  33. Long time lurker, first time writer. Thought I'd give it a go. Let me know what you think. Luck Of The Gods Part 1 Chris closed the door behind him, took off his rain-sodden coat, shook his wet hair like a dog and chucked his keys in the small plate by the door. He wandered into the living room, taking the rainbow lanyard off his neck and collapsed into the old sofa which creaked ominously. (Not from his weight, a light breeze could knock Chris over, but because like everything in the house it was cheap and worn out. ) --------- He had survived another week at the Mus
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  34. On standing up he felt the benefit of his new height, the ceiling was close, he was now an unmistakably tall man. The image in the small bathroom mirror was unrecognisable, he had to back-up against the wall to even fit his doorway filling frame in the small square. He saw two broad muscular shoulders, visible traps and a thick, powerfully corded neck, above an enormous pumped chest. It was cheesy but ‘mighty’ was the word that sprung to mind. This was a body that wouldn’t look out of place in the weightlifting section of an expensive bodybuilding gym, but somehow it looked more hewn than
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  35. PART 5 A few days after the incident at the facility, Mike and Oliver are on their way to the gym around noon on a hot day, when Harry gives Mike a call. “Hey, Harry, what’s up,” Mike asks. “Hi Mike. Are you with Olly,” asks Harry. “Yes, sir,” Mike responds. “Thank God. I got a call from my contact at the FBI. There has been property destruction around the city that resembles the kind of things that Olly can do. I assured him that Olly was not involved. He let me know that through sources, something may be going down at the automobile scrap yard,” says Harry. “Oh
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  36. PART 3 It’s the week before Oliver’s 21st birthday. Enough videos have gone out on social media, that Oliver’s massive physique and incredible strength are now known through the bodybuilding and strength communities. Oliver’s strength and size continue to grow, making it difficult to actually train at commercial gyms. Even some of the hardcore bodybuilding gyms don’t have bars large enough to hold the kind of weight that Oliver can handle. One gym called, JIM’s POWER GYM, has much of the equipment that is needed for someone like Oliver. Mike and Oliver go to that gym to do Oliver’s r
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  37. Five “Mmmm!” Harry the Bouncer says the next morning. He’s lying flat on top of me and looking into my eyes. My hands are gripping his back. I’m playing with the inside of my mouth to stop from smiling so much. “When do you go back to uni?” “Erm … next Saturday!” Harry smirks, giving me this look. Maybe he’s waiting for me to make the next move. For me to ask HIM if he wants to meet up again before I go back. “Grrrr!” Harry says, eyeing up my upper body. “Flex your biceps for me again. One last time!” I roll my eyes and oblige. Harry’s hands run over my thick bice
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  38. Chapter 1: "Dusk of One Day, Dawn of Another." After a couple of failed attempts to write something half decent, I’m delighted to finally share with you the opening chapter of “The Devil By My Side”. Originally posted on another site, I decided to share it here. It's not entirely about muscle growth, but it does play a part in several chapters. It was co-written with a wonderful and talented friend of mine who; working together we've attempted to come up with a story we think is exciting, compelling and entertaining, and so, we hope you enjoy reading chapter one as much as we enjoyed wr
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  39. Chapter 4 Time flies fast when you're having fun. In my case, I felt every single second of my first three weeks in university. I was used to waking up at noon and logging into my VR games to melt my eyes off until midnight, so my sleep pattern really took a hit when I was forced to wake up at seven AM. Every. Single. Day. "Jack, remind me how I haven't murdered you in your sleep yet?" I grumbled as I sipped an early black coffee. Jack was next to me, making an egg omelette and some bacon for the billionth time this week. He was wearing a workout shirt and some shorts, alre
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  40. Chapter 9 - Destiny - Part 2b - You Are Not Alone “Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear / And I can’t help but ask myself how much I let the fear / Take the wheel and steer / It’s driven me before / It seems to have a vague haunting mass appeal / But lately I'm beginning to find / That I should be the one behind the wheel.” ~ Incubus, “Drive” John moved his hand from Gabriel’s heart and gently caressed his cheek. “Are you sure?” Gabriel nodded and tilted his head toward Skye’s letter. “Let’s just say I have it on good authority. And we are
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  41. This is how I picture Oz from the last chapter, end scene:
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  42. Chapter 2: "Every Dog Has His Day" All teenage characters are at the late stages of puberty, use of the word “boy” or “child” as a description is used to signify the advanced age of a demonic entity. ----- Hours had passed since the boy and I had first laid eyes on each other. I was curious to learn more of the mortal to whom I was so unexpectedly tethered. I asked question after question; beginning with the basics - name, age, residence. And then things got progressively complicated. It was in my nature to want to explore the human’s weaknesses. After all, if I was gonna
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  43. I - El día que conocí a Nico Y resultó que un día, después de seis meses de estar en cuarentena por la pandemia, volví al gimnasio. Había estado intentando hacer deporte en casa, pero luego de los primeros meses el encierro me había vencido y había perdido gran parte de lo que había ganado con entrenamiento consistente y buena alimentación. Acababa de cumplir treinta y ocho años y había decidido que quería volver a estar en forma. Así que me anoté en un gimnasio cerca de casa al que sabía que no iban muchas personas y fui durante el mediodía de lunes a viernes sin faltar un día d
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  44. II – Unas nalgadas Al día siguiente me levanté con todo el pecho adolorido. El menor de los movimientos me hacía quejarme del dolor, pero de todos modos no iba a faltar al gimnasio por nada del mundo. Llegué a la misma hora que el día anterior y me puse a hacer cinta para calentar un poco el cuerpo. Cuando subí a la parte de máquinas, Nico ya estaba ahí. Esta vez tenía puesta una musculosa que dejaba sus brazos totalmente expuestos. Por poco me dio un infarto de ver el tamaño de sus músculos. Nico no tenía un gramo de grasa, por lo que el menor músculo aparecía aumentado y marcado. T
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  45. Authors Notes: Special thanks to SeaMusc for his kindness in allowing me to set this story in the same universe as several of his characters and borrowing them. You can read more about Will and Skye here - The Impossible Discovery . Chapter 9 - Destiny - Part 2 - You Are Not Alone “Let’s take a moment and break the ice / So my intentions are known / See I have pity in watching you suffer / I know the feeling of being damned alone / I’ve got a storybook of my own” ~ Avenged Sevenfold, “Shepherd of Fire” John took one last look at Gabriel locked in his c
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  46. Part 3 Todd stretched his arms over his head, his toes digging into the sand at Black’s beach. The lukewarm, briny water crested in tiny waves across his feet as the first rays of sunlight broke through the morning fog. Three months ago he wouldn’t have been caught dead at the nude beach. But now, with the gentle sunlight reflecting across his new muscular body, he relished in the opportunity. He dove into the water, swimming a short distance before turning over to float weightlessly in the swell of forming waves. A smile spread across his lips: he loved feeling the jagg
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  47. This story consists of 10 parts, the original story was inspired by @foker's "Carol and Her Weighted Workout". Adapted to the m/m version and the addition of several longer parts. For that I thank Foker for the original idea. There may be some grammar/word errors, please understand as English is my third language. Part 1: To the limit He told me to follow him. The door to the basement opened and we entered a room, filled with various gym equipment, iron plates, dumbbells, and other exercise equipment. A ray of light flashed through the small, partially closed window. W
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