Tom's smile fell like a rock; he hadn't aimed properly, and now the two beams missed the intended target, which was Adrian. Instead, the shots struck the two bullies, enveloping them in the light of the magical wand.
The wand worked indiscriminately despite being only usable by Tom, and the magic began to affect the two boys.
Their muscles expanded as they grew bigger and firmer, surpassing their previous sizes to new heights. Biceps bulged as they seemed to inflate, as if someone was pumping them up with air, while the muscle cords in their triceps went through a similar process. More meat was packed to their forearms, and veins crawled all over their tight skin over the large muscles underneath.
Their shirts began to strain against their widening shoulders. Each deltoid didn't just grew larger, they also became more defined, with deep striations appearing. The bullies' pectoral muscles jutted outwards, turning into plates of thick armor. Their obliques changed too as they morphed into round, block-like muscles, just like how their abs became solid bricks. Their six-packs even became eight-packs. On their backs, their lats and traps gained more muscle mass, looking akin to labyrinths of muscle fibers.
Further down below, their shorts became as shredded as their legs. The bullies' thighs gained so much mass that there was no space left in between, presenting solid quads with pronounced vastus muscles, of which each resembled a teardrop. Their calves bulged outwards, striations creasing them, and becoming as hard as rocks.
The two bullies grew even taller, further displaying their physical superiority over those around them; like Adrian.
Due to having been quite muscular before, and the two shots having been powerful, the two bullies were about the same size as Tom now. Their clothing clung tight to their tall, massive bodies.
Reality adjusted to his interference to the wand, and to everyone but Tom, both bullies had always been this huge.
The two boys wore confident smirks on their faces, while Adrian looked even more terrified. Tom would be too, if he was so much smaller than the older boys.
"Little runts like you shouldn't be messing around here." The older boy grinned in a demeaning manner at Adrian, "You think you're going to get muscles? Grow up, kid. And while you do, make sure to get a bit taller, if that's possible."
The other heavily-muscled boy chuckled, "You tell him, Eric."
Eric grinned mockingly, "What were you going to do with those weights, huh?"
"P-p-please, I j-just wanted t-to work out in p-p-peace..." Adrian stammered fearfully, staring up at the much bigger bullies.
"Man, listen to him speak. He's so scared he can't even talk properly." The younger sibling laughed cruelly, "And you think that means you can intrude on our favorite spot?"
"This guy needs to learn the consequences." The other nodded, his thick neck muscles tensing with each nod.
Adrian's eyes widened, "But that's-"
"Shut up, pipsqueak!" Eric snapped, raising a balled fist. His meaty forearm bulged and widened, while his bicep stood out, "You only speak when spoken to, got it?"
"Yeah, no one gets to talk back to us. Look at this." The younger bully raised his own arms, before doing a double bicep pose. His massive biceps exploded with mass, power and veins as they rose to a peak that surpassed what the adult bodybuilders in the gym had, "You see these biceps? They're bigger than your head, weakling."
Eric joined in as he flexed his pectorals and abs, which were more than visible through the tight sleeveless shirt that he wore, "Billy is right; we're both bigger than any adults in this town, despite being 18 and 16. We were already as strong as our father when we were ten, so what chance do you have against us? Absolutely nothing."
Both bullies began flexing their massive muscles. People nearby stared in awe, wonder and fear at their extremely muscular bodies. Their wide backs and torsos loomed ominously over others, and they didn't hesitate to show off their sizes. Their thighs were bigger than a man's waist, and whenever they flexed their legs, their quads and hamstrings bulged even larger.
"That's right! This is what real power looks like!" Eric grinned savagely, leaning in to scare Adrian.
"Not even adults dare to stop us." Billy demonstrated this by staring down two other bodybuilders, both of them adult men.
He puffed up his chest, causing his massive pecs to break out of the confines of his shirt, revealing their bloated shape that was riddled with veins. They were so wide and thick that they could be mistaken for books! Similarly, he made sure to tense his whole body as if he was about to go to war. The two adult bodybuilders possessed impressive muscles, but they looked like children next to the sixteen-years-old, and they cowered under his fearsome scowl, which was made more intimidating by how his thick neck flared up.
Eric smiled in satisfaction as he saw Adrian shiver in fear, "That's right; we're so big and strong that we can do whatever we want. I could lift you with one two fingers and not get tired."
"He's so light that you could probably throw him all across the room, bro." The other bully smirked cockily.
"I can with these guns!"
Eric flexed his arms, causing his biceps to balloon as they tensed. His were so big and defined, that the top of his biceps had small splits on them, due to being so well-developed. They were truly massive, being as big as bowling balls. His veins rushed to bring nutrition to the huge muscles of his jackhammers that he called arms.
Billy smirked confidently as he boasted, "Yeah, and afterwards I can squeeze like a watermelon between these tree trunks!"
The bully's legs exploded, becoming larger and gaining more striations everywhere. The seams of his already tight shorts lost another fight, ripping apart and revealing more of his massive thighs. Billy's calves were poking past his shins by a good margin. His legs truly were pillars of massive strength. It wasn't hard to imagine a watermelon to pop in less than a second when being squeezed by such extremely muscular limbs.
The older bully placed his hands on his hips, towering menacingly over Adrian who looked as if he was about to faint, "Do you understand now, pipsqueak? This place if for real men, like us, and weaklings like those guys around us. But you? You're so pathetic and thin that you belong in kindergarten."
Tom watched the whole display in silence, hand tightening around the wand. He knew he had to do something.
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