This choice: The boys run into Brett, the college bully who made Justin’s life miserable • Go Back...Chapter #5The boys run into Brett, the college bully who ... by: Azerreza   The car stopped in face of the school. Justin was a bit stressed. He knew that he would be noticed. What should he say ? "Hello, I'm Justin and I found a ray gun which made me from skinny to bodybuilder !"
Oh what the heck ! He was just going to enjoy this moment. Already now it was so different, usually, he was swimming in his clothes, here it was the opposite: everything was so tight. His arms filled totally the sleeves, he could distinguish the vein of his biceps, his rounded shoulders were clearly visible, the shirt was raised by his muscular traps, impossible to hide his two huge pecs, like two enormous balloons under his shirt, his nipples were clearly visible trough the fabric, pointing to the down, even trough the shirt, we could clearly see the eight bumps of his eight-pack. Behind him, he could feel his back was stretching the fabric to maximum, he was sure that if he did a back posing, he was going to tear the shirt. Same with his jean where his quads were cramped in his pants. Many would find it uncomfortable but for Justin, it was like a new world and he loved it. The feeling of his muscles rubbing against the fabric, the feeling to be so tight that the slightest movement could tear the clothes. Fuck yes he loved it !
When he entered, the central hallway was, as usual, crowded. At the beginning, few people have noticed but while he was walking, more and more people were staring at him and for a good reason: he was taller than everyone else and above all, it was impossible to miss his musculature. He pretended not to hear anything but he could hear what was being said.
"Who is this hunk ? Weird, his face tells me something..."
"Shit ! Is it Justin ? He looks just like him but... it can't be Justin ? He's not so muscular !"
"I didn't know Justin had a big brother"
"I must be dreaming..."
He arrived to his locker. He opened it as his former self would have done before... but he was stronger, much stronger ! He almost tore off the door.
*Oops... I'll really have to get used to my strength* he thought, embarrassed.
Suddenly, he felt a grip on his shoulders.
"Well well well Justin, it is not yet Halloween !"
For a second, he became frightened because he recognized the voice: Brett. Each school has his bully. Brett was the one of this college. He was the quarterback of the college football team and like each quarterback, he was very well built. So nobody did not dare to offend him. But things were going to change... Justin was no longer the skinny guy he was, no, now, he was a fucking bodybuilder, with big muscles and an incredible strength. Oh yeah, things were going to change ! He turned to Brett.
"What the... hell ?" said Brett, realising that it was not a costume.
"... a problem Brett ?" said Justin, arms crossed and as if nothing had happened.
"... y... yeah, it's the beginning of the month and you owe me your rent maggot !"
The rent, that was what he called it. In reality, he was stealing his money every month for years.
"... ah yeah, the rent... there will be no rent this month, or the next, or ever again in fact !" said Justin, slightly angry.
"WHAT ? You know what's going to happen to you asshole !!???"
"Shut up Brett !!" said Justin, dryly.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY BASTARD ???". Justin had never insulted him ! How dare he ?
"I said Shut up Brett !" replied Justin.
"GRAAAAH !!! TAKE THAT BASTARD !". Brett closed his fist and hit Justin in his midsection. A loud "BONG" could be heard.
"Wh..wh..what ?" stuttered Brett. He had struck Justin hundreds of times but here... it was as if he had hit a brick wall.
"A problem Brett ?" asked Justin.
"Wh... what are you hiding under there ?"
"Under my shirt ? Nothing."
"DON'T MESS WITH ME, I hit a steel plate or something like that ! WHAT ARE YOU HIDING UNDER THIS ?" asked Brett, angry.
"Absolutely nothing, see for yourself..." said Justin, in lifting his shirt, revealing his new eight-pack.
Suddenly, he heard in the crowd:
"HOLY CRAP!"
"FUCK ! LOOK THESE ABS!"
"HOLY SHIT!"
"OH FUCK!"
"OH MY GOSH!"
"I wouldn't want to hit them..."
Brett looked this cinder block wall. It wasn't possible, it couldn't be "this" Justin. This guy was too muscular.
"You...you're not Justin !" said Brett
"Oh yeah I'm Justin, the same Justin who you have been bullying for a long time" replied Justin.
"There...there... there is a trick ! Yeah, there is a trick !" said Brett.
"You want to try again ? Have fun !"
Brett didn't know what to do or answer.
"Very well..." said Justin. Suddenly, he grabbed Brett by the collar and lifted him with one hand.
"So listen to me carefully maggot ! No more rents, no more bully ! Finished! Forever! And not just for myself: if I hear that you are bullying someone, you will have to deal with me ! Understood ?"
"Grr you will pay for this bastard !" replied Brett.
"I'd like to see that !" replied Justin, in smiling.
He dropped Brett.
"Oh and btw... THIS is a punch !" said Justin.
Justin closed his fist and hit Brett in his midsection but unlike Brett, Justin's fist went deep into Brett's stomach. HE was breathless, held his stomach and moaned in pain.
"BA..kuf kuf kuf..BA..kuf..BASTARD..YOU..kuf kuf.. WILL.. kuf.. PAY ! YOU HEARD ME ? YOU WILL PAY !"
"See you soon maggot !" replied Justin leaving in the hallway.
There was a silence of several seconds, everyone was still in shock at what they had seen. No one has hit back at Brett like this in years ! Nobody!
Then... there were shouts of joy ! Finally, finally someone had put him in his place, finally ! It was madness, people were hugging Justin (and some took advantage of this to rub his muscles).
The day passed almost normally, well almost normally because the students in his class couldn't help but stare. The girls were flooding their panties, some of the guys were giving him a dirty look, others were drooling, others seemed envious but shy. Even the teacher seemed confused.
Of course he had the question "What happened ?" and, naturally he replied "Oh... I was injected with the super soldier serum!" and people were confused as to whether they should take him seriously or not.
It was the best day of his life. He was a superhero for everyone and those who hated him were afraid.
And finally, the final bell rang.
Justin was going to the exit but as he walked down an almost empty hallway, he ran into Brett.
"What do you want maggot ?" asked Justin.
"My rent, I will have it bastard !" replied Brett.
"You can dream hahaha!" replied Justin.
"Oh really ?" said Brett.
"You can't beat me, not anymore."
"Yeah, I don't know how did you get like this but it won't be enough" replied Brett, with a bad smile.
Suddenly, few people approached, bats in hand.
"Aaah I see... but... hahaha do you really think that 3 more people will be enough ?" replied Justin.
"3 no.. but 30 maybe !"
And suddenly, thirty people were approaching.
Ah this bastard, this fucking bastard !
The blows started to rain down. Fortunately, his new muscles were an efficient shield. Justin gave blows and knocked out four or five of them. Unfortunately, the number was too high, others joined them, there must have been more than 30. For several minutes it was a deluge of blows.
"Well, we're off" said Brett. "You see maggot ? Never you can't beat us, never !"
Justin was angry, very angry, VERY VERY angry. Honestly, he was not really physically injured, his muscles were a fucking good shield. No, it was more psychological. This FUCKING BASTARD dared to continue despite of his warning, he dared to fall as low as to fight at 30 vs 1.
Justin raged with anger. He would put an end to it, definitively!
He was strong, very strong. But not enough to teach these assholes the lesson of their lives ll in the same time ! But it didn't matter... he had the solution!
When he entered in Jerome's car, he was surprised by the blow marks.
"Holy crap Justin, are you okay ?"
"Yeah, yeah don't worry. Some did not appreciate their beating this morning..."
"Their beating ? ... HOLY CRAP ! It was you this morning ? It was madness in the hallway but I couldn't see why"
"Oh nothing, I just beat Brett."
"WHAT THE HELL ?" yelled Jerome, surprised. "You... you beat Brett ?"
"Yep, but he didn't like it and came back with his buddies..."
"Oh... I understand better the marks of blows then... But gosh beat Brett, nobody has done so for years"
"He deserved it" replied Justin.
"Hahaha for sure he deserved it !" laughed Jerome.
But it wasn't finished, beat Brett was not sufficient, he must teach fear to these sons of bitches, see terror in their eyes and for that he needed to have an... upgrade.
Usually at dinner everyone tells about their day but this time everyone wanted to hear about Justin's day.
"Craaap ! I would like to see that !" said Dylan.
"Me too !" replied Davy.
"Hahaha I don't like violence but this guy doesn't deserve anything else. He had been bullying the whole school for years" replied Justin.
"I'm proud of you son !" said Frank.
"Thanks Dad !"
The evening passed normally, the twins hanging from Justin's biceps, sitting on his back when he did one-handed push-ups, had fun hitting his abs (not really a good idea...) and regretted the next moment holding their hand painfully.
It's weird, Justin was not really close to the twins but since his growth, they were in total admiration and Justin loved it !
Finally it was time to go to bed but Justin could not close his eyes: he had something to do this night. He thought about the end of his school day. Anger was rising. He was going to put a definitive end to it, for him, for all those who have been bullied for years by these bastards !
When everyone were asleep, he went to the living room, took the ray gun which was placed high on the cupboard but easily accessible for him and went in the garden because not knowing how big he will become.
But..was he sure ? There might be no turning back... Oh fuck yes he was sure !
He pointed the gun towards him and... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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