Both Sharon and Rob look up as they hear the familiar ping from the Big Mean Green Muscle Machine. Sharon slowly lowers her arm as she sees the salesman counting out a big packet of money; it must have been at least 80 dollars, all in 1 dollar bills. Who could have paid with so much money?
Rob looks around. He sees Becky, Missie and Cassandra approach from the other side of the hall and a large line full of enthusiastic people wanting to try out the machine. Then he turns his head to the other side of Sharon. He looks again. Back to the line of people, but his best buddy is nowhere to be found. “Uhm…where is Louis?!?” he remarks as he slowly turns his head to the door of the machine which is gradually opening with a hiss.
Steam escapes the small room of the machine as everybody looks on with curiosity into the pit black darkness. “WOW!” a dark baritone voice yells out of the chamber. Then a hand appears that finds grip on the frame around the door. Its fingers are huge in comparison to any other person seen coming out of the machine. A second hand appears on the opposite side.
Next, Louis’ head sticks out of the machine. An evil grin covers his face. His long blonde hair frames his head and gives him a sexy Adonis look. His face looks different, only slightly, but it is obvious that his facial features are more chiseled.
Everyone looks on as Louis slowly reveals himself. His head is attached to a much thicker neck; traps flaring out to his wide shoulders, which in turn have extremely ripped and thick arms attached to them. As Louis twists his shoulders to get his entire torso through the opening, he reveals his new outfit: a skintight lycra leotard, leaving nothing to the imagination.
His broad chest hangs over his rippling abdominals which are even visible through the skintight fabric of his leotard. Lats taper his torso down towards his waist, which is almost half the size of his chest; he has a distinctive, almost superhero-like, upper body.
A large bulge in the front of his tights makes the girls in the audience swoon and the guys in the audience fill with jealousy. Two sets of massive, tree trunk thighs flare out the bottom of the low-cut leotard. His inner thighs touch as his feet stand firmly, yet separated, on the ground.
As he reached his full new height, Louis stands a whopping 7 feet; not bigger than Cassandra, but considerably bigger than Missie, Becky and Sharon. He takes a deep breath, pushing his chest forward and making his stance even bigger, as he scans the surroundings.
“Ah, that feels nice!” his low baritone voice booms through the mall. He raises an arm and flexes it as hard as he can. An enormous ball of pure muscle blows up in his arm as everyone looks on.
He then sees his buddy Rob standing next to the massive Sharon. She looks big in comparison to the skinny Rob, but as the now enormous Louis approaches he notices that he now looks down at her.
“So…we were talking about losers, weren’t we?!?” he booms through the hall as he once again pushes his chest forward. Sharon could only look up at Louis and gulp.
Louis grabbed the side of Sharon’s arm and pulled to force her arm up. “Could you be so kind as to flex for me one more time?!?” he nicely asked.
Sharon, already a bit scared of the hulk towering over her, reluctantly agreed and started flexing her arm as hard as she could. The biceps once again grew and grew into a perfectly shaped ball of muscle the size of a softball; not often seen in a woman.
Louis laughed as he looked at the, in his eyes pathetic, arm the little Amazon was showing. Just as Sharon had done before on Rob’s arm, Louis opened his hand and placed his index finger on the top of her biceps and his thumb on her triceps. His hand was big enough to do this. Then he started to squeeze. Lightly at first, but harder and harder in the end. Sharon felt the pressure in Louis’ fingers building, pushing down into her skin and onto her hard muscles. It took several seconds before it started to hurt; tears rolled out of her eyes instantly.
“Stop! Please…you’re hurting me!”
Louis stopped squeezing harder, but he did not yet let go.
“I’m sorry? Am I hurting you? Is this loser hurting you?!?”
“Yes, ouch, you are! I’m sorry…”
“I can’t hear you…?!? Why did you do the exact same thing to my buddy and me…?!?”
“Ouch…I don’t know…I’m sorry…it will not happen again…”
As he heard Sharon saying that phrase, he let go of her arm completely.
“Good! That’s more like it! Now go, and don’t show your face around me or my friends again…or I know where to find you!”
Sharon, wiping the tears from her eyes and stroking the soreness in her upper arm, turned around and walked away…fast.
“Good riddance…!” Louis said to himself as he turned around to face his friend. But before he could turn around completely he was jumped by his girlfriend Missie. She hugged and kissed him, apparently she was happy with his transformation. Having her muscular body pressed against him felt really nice.
As Missie let herself down, Louis noticed he was bigger than her; he had to look down into her eyes.
“Oh baby! You’ve scared away Sharon! That bitch…she was always bullying us! Thanks!”
“Oh…you’re welcome…I guess!” Louis said a bit flabbergasted. “So…you don’t mind me having used the machine?!?”
Missie looked up at Louis’ face and padded his big pecs. “Nope, not at all! I like me some muscle on my man!” Then she jumped up and kissed him again.
“Hey, sorry to bother you…”, a familiar voice said as Missie and Louis broke their kiss, “…but have you seen Rob?”
The voice came from Becky, who looked really small compared to Louis now. Just behind her Louis saw the still small Alexander holding hands with his huge Amazon Cassandra.
“Oh hey guys!”
“Couldn’t resist the machine either…?” Alexander asked.
Louis laughed. “Nope, you should really try it as well…it’s great to be this big!”
“Maybe later!” Alexander replied, looking up lovingly at his Cassandra.
“But Rob should be around here somewhere…”, Louis told Becky. “He was just here a moment ago!”
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