To those enjoying the sun and sand at the beach, it seemed a perfectly ordinary Friday. None of them had the slightest inkling that their lives, and indeed the entire world, was about to change forever.
Then they were there, striding confidently onto the sand, like a prowling pack of lions. Five stunningly good-looking, supremely muscular youths, each one radiating an overwhelming aura of pure POWER! Silence fell as all those present gaped at the Hollywood handsome, Olympic gymnast-built youths. Speaking with each other briefly, the five separated, each heading off on his own.
Determined to demonstrate his physical superiority, chestnut-haired Nathan mentally spiked the aggressive, competitive pride of the men around him. When the first adult, Jacob Evans, confronted him, he cheekily suggested a game of Mercy. Controlled by Nathan, the man agreed, his larger, calloused hands locking with the grinning, gorgeous muscleboy's. When they began the results were immediate. Nathan was so many times stronger than the burly construction worker that he instantly snapped Jacob's bones in half like twigs. As the man collapsed screaming to the ground, Nathan laughed and motioned the next man forward.
The bronzed, raven-haired Adonis named Seymour Daniels cooly surveyed those around him, his mesmerizingly beautiful, bottomless blue eyes missing nothing. Moving toward the man who most resembled his hated father, he pulled a fist back and socked his target in the gut. He pulled the punch almost completely, but a love tap from uber-mighty Seymour was far more forceful than a blow from the world heavyweight boxing champion. The unfortunate male went flying, and Seymour closed in, holding back well over ninety-nine percent of his immense strength as he savagely beat his victim to death.
Unlike his peers, Lucas was more interested in loving than fighting. He zeroed in on the most attractive women on the beach who were also here with a husband or boyfriend. He boosted the lust for him in those women, though the very hunky blond-haired, blue-eyed bombshell really needed to do very little in that regard! Exponentially more control was required to force their partners to humbly beg Lucas to please their women like they never could, a request to which Lucas graciously complied. To all those he serviced, Lucas became the true love of their lives, their ultimate erotic fantasy! Each woman was impregnated with Lucas' seed and in four and a half months would give birth to a baby boy the spitting image of their father. By the time they were seven, these nuclear powerhouse progeny, much stronger and more muscular than any adult, would make their mothers into their loving slaves while beating up and casting out any male rival for the woman's devotion. The super-stud Sons of Lucas would be among the most privileged and respected groups in the world to come.
Massively muscled juvenile juggernaut Dennis Harris enjoyed reducing grown-men to bloody mist with one punch, glorying in his own godly strength! Still, the wailings of children suddenly deprived of Daddy annoyed him, and he responded by crushing the brats under his bare feet. Of course, then the redoubled grief-stricken howl from the mother irritated him further. Instead of simply slaying her, however, he tried out his new mental influence ability. The woman immediately dropped to her knees, profusely thanking Dennis for killing her husband and children, gratefully kissing his perfect feet and eagerly licking the blood from them. I could get used to this, the young mountain of flawlessly sculpted, rock-hard muscle reflected smugly.
Despite now being one of the most powerful beings ever to exist, Cameron Harris still felt nervous and uncertain. He hesitated, watching what his brother and friends were doing, and thus was the only one to notice the reactions of those outside of their limited zones of control. Those people were fleeing the beach in horror, streaming toward the parking lot. Cameron panicked; he couldn't let them get away! But he also couldn't stop them all, not at this size. Closing his eyes, Cameron concentrated and began to grow with size and muscles and power! All those seeking to flee halted in their tracks, then moved to gather around the twelve foot tall, monumentally muscular kid colossus. Acting on pure instinct now, the awesome adolescent Atlas boomed, "Worship me!". And they did. With voice, lips, and tongue the gathered multitude profusely praised and adored their new God!
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