Nikki was at a loss. She wanted to hate this guy, but he managed to be charming and oddly honest. Maybe everything he said was bullshit, but it didn't feel that way. Her attitude was softening and she was even beginning to like him. Dan had already said exactly what Sara had needed to hear to soothe her damaged self esteem. Nikki could already see Sara's posture improve right before her eyes, no longer slumped and sad she was standing tall. That fucking Greg had really messed her up. She'd been so proud of her body until he'd ripped into her. At last that pride was returning.
Dan smiled and opened his mouth to speak. Nikki was certain it was going to be some invitation somewhere and she'd have to go kill some time on her own. Before he spoke, though, Dan paused. A look of confusion washed over his face and he rocked on his feet a little.
"Are you okay?" Sara asked. She'd seen Greg overdo it a handful of times and Dan looked like he might be feeling lightheaded.
Dan's smile returned and he held up finger. "Yeah, I'm sorry. Just give me a second." He closed his eyes and seemed to drift off then he let out a pleasurable sigh.
Sara looked back at Nikki. The two girls shrugged in unison before the buff blonde returned her gaze to the muscular man. A second later Dan quickly opened his eyes and began inspecting his chest and arms.
"What the fuck!?" Nikki shouted from behind Sara.
Sara was flipping back and forth between her friend and the hunk, "What, what are you talking about?" she pleaded to Nikki, not daring to take her eyes off Dan for more than a few moments at a time.
"Look at him," Nikki said, "he's getting bigger."
It was true and Dan knew it. He had no idea what was causing this to happen, but his muscles were rapidly growing beneath his skin. This was already far beyond the greatest gym pump he'd ever had. This was something else, something magical. He was hurriedly flexing his arms and chest, pausing every now and then to run his hands over his expanding bulk, then flexing some more.
The dozen or so people that had been watching, as well as the half dozen working out, had all stopped what they were doing and focused their attention on Dan as more and more muscle appeared from nowhere on his already massive body.
With wild look in his eye Dan flexed a bicep that looked to be 25 inches around. He extended his arm and clenched his fist and slowly squeezed out another bicep flex, reveling in feelings of power and size. Watching the sinewy mountain swell higher and higher. This time when he locked in his flex his bicep had grown by at least 3 inches.
Dan could feel his erection tenting his shorts pretty bad. This feeling of strength was such a turn on, he had never felt so powerful in all his life. He was right on the verge of coming when the growth feeling left and he began to regain his senses.
"I wouldn't have minded if that never stopped," Dan said trying to get a look at himself around his insane chest and shoulders.
"Are you okay?" Sara asked.
Dan never even looked at her. Instead he muttered, "Never better, babe. Wait here, okay?" He ran off to the bank of mirrors to really get a look at himself.
What he found was incredible. When he'd started the day, Dan had weighed 265 pounds, an insane feat at his height. Now he was no taller but had added perhaps a hundred pounds of solid muscle to his already extremely beefy frame. Nearing 400 pounds he was bordering on cartoonish in his proportions, a tapered waist hourglassed between the swell of his thighs and that of his chest. It was the latter he was flexing now, watching the shelf of muscle harden six inches beyond his chin. These massive muscle deposits were sitting between big, round shoulders the size of medicine balls. Dan flexed his delta and watched the millions of sinewy strings dance below his paper thin skin.
Dan turned and made his way back to the girls. The whole way Sara and Nikki could hear the floor beneath his feet slamming like a huge drum.
"What just happened?" Sara asked when she was face to face with his quads once more. The increase in mass was astounding.
Dan smiled, though the girls couldn't seen anything below his eyes around his chest. "I have no idea," he said. "And I don't really give a shit. I feel incredible." He went through a series of poses finishing off with the front double biceps. He'd always had extra big arms and now they were extra, extra big. Well over thirty inches, Dan thought, maybe even 35.
Nikki was feeling a knot in her stomach. Something was wrong. She tugged at Sara and suggested they leave but Sara brushed her off, she was transfixed by this absolute behemoth before her.
Dan had procured a rather loaded barbell and was performing bicep curls with it. Nikki did some quick calculations and guessed he was holding 600 pounds in his hands and blasting through curls like they were nothing. Dissatisfied with the challenge Dan tossed the barbell to the ground where it crashed through the raised floor, leaving a giant hole. Dan had no interest int he damage he'd caused, he was busy looking for something to challenge his superhuman mass.
Nikki pulled at Sara harder, "I really think we should go."
Sara, finally sensing the change in Dan that Nikki had, agreed.
As they left the stage the girls could hear Dan calling out, "Hey, where you two going? The fun is just beginning."
The two hurried across the beach toward the parking lot in silence. Once inside Nikki's car they breathed a sigh of relief, though neither felt ready to talk about what they'd witnessed just yet. Instead Nikki turned her car on and began to back up.
She'd moved only a foot when her car slammed to a stop. She'd hit something. Checking her rearview mirror revealed Dan behind her trunk, a huge smile on his face.
"I said the fun is just beginning." Dan's voice sent a chill through both Sara and Nikki.
Without even thinking about it Nikki hit the gas intending to knock Dan aside, but the car never moved. She put the gas to the floor but her tires only spun on the asphalt sending plumes of arid smoke up from the ground.
Nikki gasped as her car lurched forward, then she could feel the back end lifting up.
"Is he picking up the fucking car?" Sara shouted.
Her question was soon answered. The rear of the car raised higher to a point then they lurched back and found themselves and the car raising off the ground. Nikki and Sara held hands while they both thought of what to do next.
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