"Kevin?!" the coach asked. He was clearly astonished by that humongous bodybuilder who just called him father.
"Yes, I am. And I feel better than ever." he answered. He flexed all his muscles. The coach tried to cover his bulge which was expanding with the sight ot all that meat.
"This can't be... What did you do?" the coach asked.
"I just started feeling hot, and I just started growing taller, thicker, stronger..." Kevin said, putting his humongous biceps in his father's face.
"Watch out!" the coach yelled.
"And what are you going to do, dad?" Kevin said in a cocky tone.
Kevin had to borrow a football uniform, which was incredibly tight for him now that he was even bigger than the quarterback. He headed home, walking proudly though the streets, catching everyone's attention. His muscles were so hard and full, and the flexed with every single step he took.
He went straight to the basement. His dad had some heavy weights and he wanted to test his strength. He loaded a bar with all the weight he could find around. It was about 480 lbs. He lifted the bar, and he was amazed it seemed so light. He actually thought he wouldn't be able to lift it, but he managed to do fifteen curls without problem. He could feel the blood and the power rush through his veiny biceps.
He kept lifting weights for a while, and then he opened the fridge to grab some more milk. He was pretty thirsty...
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