He puts his hand on the handle but he is interrupted by Kevin who approches him.
“Hey buddy, didn’t see you come in” says Kevin.
“I didn’t want to bother you.” Steve replies.
“Never, anyway I just came to tell you that your workouts are paying off.” He says looking up and down.
“What...?”
He looks down and sees that he had gotten bigger. His sport t-shirt was a bit tighter. He realized that his chest was no longer flat and his arms were no longer average.
“I haven’t even realized.” says Steve.
Steve felt a bit weird, he felt his clothes get tighter and tighter and he wasn’t the only one to realize.
“Dude, have you been taking drugs? I told you that those drugs could ruin you.” says the astonished Kevin.
His shirt couldn’t expand any further. A tear appeared from in front of his shirt as massive pecs erupted from his chest. His shirt also tore from the back as his shoulders widened and increase in size. His back muscle increased in size giving the shy Steve a very menacing look. The shirt tore to shreds revealing newly formed abdominal muscles that were more defined then Kevin’s, who works on them daily. Steve had a very chiseled 6 pack of washboard abs. Steve touches his abs but he didn’t even recognize his hands. His hands were larger to go with his new arms. His biceps looked like massive boulders with inimaginable strength.Steve almost forgot about his lower body but the shredding of his pants reminded him. His calves were the size of grapefruits and his quads looked like fully grown tree trunks. The boxers he was wearing could barely hold the pair of tennis balls and the long snake hiding under them.
Some gym members left the gym in fear and some admired the view. Kevin was just as amazed. He never supported drugs but he really wanted to look that big. Steve stood at 6’2 weighing about 340 pounds of pure muscle. Kevin lifts his shirt to compare abs and he was deceived.
“Dude... what the hell happened to you.” Asked Kevin.
“I... I don’t know...” replied Steve.
He was shy, all eyes were on him. He felt exposed.
“Can everyone stop looking at me...?”
Kevin turns around and tells everyone that the gym was closing. They all went to shower and empty their locker.
“You look amazing, can I feel them?” Asked Amy.
He didn’t want to say no to such a beautiful woman. She wraps her hands around his biceps, she feels his firm chest and then her hands slowly go lower.
“Ok Amy, that’s enough.” Intervened Kevin.
“Fine, I will do it to you in your apartment.”
“That’s fine by me.” Replied Kevin with a wink.
Kevin then throws a tank top and a pair of short to Steve.
“I don’t know your size but that’s all I got.”
He puts them on. The short barely covered his quads and his bulge was still noticeable. His tank top left felt tight but he wasn’t going to complain.
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