This choice: Nick takes his revenge on Butch • Go Back...Chapter #5Nick takes his revenge on Butch by: Azerreza   After ridiculing poor Nick once again, Butch and his mates were now working out. Butch had his headphones on, music blaring, but his mates heard a loud noise in the distance, then another... and another. The noise was accompanied by shaking, getting louder and louder. It was like... footsteps? Something was approaching, something big, VERY big.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM
Then suddenly...
BOOOOOOOOMMM!!!
This last noise was much louder, as if a car had crashed into a wall. And for good reason: "something" had indeed just bumped into a wall and destroyed most of it. "Why do they make doorways so narrow?" said a TERRIBLY deep and loud voice. Butch's mates looked towards the entrance... Their faces instantly changed color. At the entrance, which had just been "enlarged", stood a freak, a fucking muscle freak. 7 feet tall, he looked like he weighed a ton (literally...); trapezoids that looked more like Mount Everest than a mere hill, shoulders bigger than bowling balls, pecs bigger than beach balls, eight abs that were like huge rocks implanted under the skin, his legs were bigger than fucking tree trunks... What the hell was that? Never in their lives had he seen anyone so HUGE (and that was a poor word for it). He just wasn't human, he looked more like a god, a muscle god!
The "muscle god" scanned the room, his huge trapezius muscles flexing as he turned his head. Then suddenly he broke into a demented grin: his gaze had just landed on Butch, who was on his press bench groaning, lifting something like 350 pounds. The muscle freak moved towards him, the floor creaking with every step. Finally, he arrived next to Butch, who, with his eyes closed, hadn't seen or heard him. He was the only one, in fact, as everyone in the room stared at the incredible titan standing next to the school's most famous bully.
Butch's face was red from exertion, he groaned with each repetition and then suddenly, strangely, while the previous one was as heavy as ever, this one seemed... to weigh nothing at all??? Butch was surprised. What the hell was that? He opened his eyes... What the...? What was he looking at? A huge hand was holding his weight bar. And what was that? Rocks? No, wait, it was... Butch sat back down and turned to get a better look... the biggest, most muscular chest he'd ever seen in his life. It just wasn't humanly possible! Each of the abs sprang completely from the stomach and were bigger than his fists and harder than hardened steel, the pecs were huge mountains, the biceps were bigger than his head and the shoulders bigger than bowling balls. The trapezoids were a veritable mountain of muscle, and in the middle of it all stood a head whose smile terrified him. What the... what the FUCK was that freak? A muscle freak who was also holding the 350-pound barbell effortlessly in one hand!
"Hello again Butch... How about a little contest to see who's the maggot?" smiled Nick wickedly.
There were two seconds of silence, two seconds during which Butch was still wondering WHO was in front of him. Then, suddenly, the information reached his brain and he recognized the face. He suddenly turned whiter than white. I-impossible! N-N-N-N-N-NICK??? WHAT THE FUCKING HELL????
Nick gloated inwardly, seeing the incomprehension of the man who'd bullied him just a few minutes ago was simply thrilling, but what would be even more thrilling was to see him terrified, terrified of feeling so insignificant, so powerless, weaker even than a miserable insect. And to do that, he was going to demonstrate it with the only thing that mattered to Butch: strength. And let's just say that the "winner" was no longer in any doubt...
The 350 pounds Nick held seemed lighter than a feather. Nick didn't just want to overtake them, he wanted to ridicule them, make them feel so insignificant. And that's exactly what he was going to do... He walked over to Butch's buddies, still tetanized on the spot. "Do you mind if I borrow your weight discs?" asked Nick falsely. He obviously suspected that none of them would say no. So he started gathering ALL the weights he could find and added them to the bar. He finally reached the astronomical weight of 1500 pounds. No human being had ever attempted to lift so much. The bar itself bent under the weight of the weight discs. Butch was completely lost. How was this possible? Just a few minutes ago, this maggot was over a foot shorter and as strong as a maggot and above all skinny. He had nothing to do with this titan! What had happened?
"Move out of the way if you don't want me to accidentally crush you," Nick growled, seeing that Butch remained planted on the bench. Butch moved. Nick settled down. The bench screamed in agony, not being designed to support so much weight. Nick took the bar, unhooked it from its support, lowered it... and raised it again... Oh boy, he couldn't tell the difference between 350 and 1500 pounds! His strength was simply titanic! Nick lowered the heavy bar, raised it, lowered it, raised it. He did this hundreds of times, and sincerely, he could have done it thousands, even millions of times! Holy shit, he who until a few minutes ago was crushed under 150 pounds, was lifting 10 times more with extreme ease!
"Well... I think that'll do for the press bench. Let's move on to the legs," he said. Butch was still in shock. 1500... 1500 FUCKING POUNDS??? Was that even possible? He couldn't believe it.
"Hey, can you hold this for me?" said Nick, snapping Butch out of his torpor. Butch, still in shock, instinctively grabbed what Nick passed to him without realizing what it was: the 1500-pound bar. When Nick let go, Butch was dragged DIRECTLY to the floor. The bar smashed into the tiles, sinking a few inches into the floor. Butch tried to lift it with all his might, would only be a tenth of an inch, but just couldn't do it. It was just MUCH TOO HEAVY. No "normal" human being could lift that.
Just as with the bench press, Nick set about taking any weight he could find and loading the leg press. This time he reached 2500 pounds. Butch swallowed: not even Ronnie Coleman could push that heavy. Nick set himself up and started pushing: again, with extreme ease, he strung together reps by the hundreds.
Nick then moved on to abs... holding several weight discs in his hands, weighing himself down by several hundred pounds, he began his crunches. After a few hundred reps, he stopped. He did the same with the pull-ups, stopping after several hundred repetitions.
Once his "workout" was over, Nick stood up, looked at Butch, smiled and said, "Right... your turn Butch".
Butch, terrified, looked around to see that he wouldn't be able to lift even half those weights. He looked at Nick, his legs trembling, and in an equally trembling voice said, "I... I... I give up."
Nick's smile widened slightly: Butch was terrified by his absolute power. Nick pretended not to have heard.
"What? I didn't hear..."
"I-I-I give up," Butch repeated on the verge of tears. Nick smiled badly.
"Well, all right... So tell me Butch: who's the maggot now?" asked Nick.
Butch didn't answer.
"WHO'S THE MAGGOT NOW?" shouted Nick. Hell, even his voice was powerful enough to shake the walls.
Butch gasped and burst into tears. "IT'S ME! IT'S ME!!!" he cried in fear.
"All right... Oh, just one more thing," Nick said menacingly. Suddenly, he grabbed Butch by the collar and lifted him up as if he were a wisp of straw. A simple squeeze and he could easily crush every bone in her body.
"If I ever hear you've pissed anyone off again, this is what's going to happen to you" growled Nick furiously before grabbing hold of the steel pole of one of the training machines and smashing it with one blow. Damn, it looked like he was crushing a sheet of paper, but it was hard metal!
Butch looked on in horror. There was definitely nothing human about the strength of this muscle monster... Nick even noticed a wet patch forming around Butch's crotch, and he was sure Butch was CLEARLY NOT cumming...
"Got it, maggot?" growled Nick.
No reply.
"GOT IT, MAGGOT?" he shouted.
"YES YES I UNDERSTAND!!!" screamed Butch, completely terrified. Nick wrestled Butch to the ground.
"Now get the hell out of MY room," he ordered.
No one moved.
"GRRRRROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!" roared Nick, shaking the walls. The room emptied completely in two seconds.
Nick hadn't noticed, but Kristi had been quietly observing the whole scene. She too had a wet crotch, but in her case it wasn't piss. Hell, even in his wildest fantasies he wasn't this hot! Nick really had become a muscle god!
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