Bearification Stories

To: Énorme Inc. Research Department

CC: [REDACTED}

From: [REDACTED}

Subject: Trial 23 of Beard Hair Growth Supplement - Male Test Subject

Our team conducted the study on the effectiveness of your recently developed beard hair growth supplement on a male test subject, age 28 (Subject 23 B) . The subject showed initially a sparse beard growth pattern.  As is typical [REDACTED] used a combination of visual observation and measuring tools to track the growth of the subject 23 B’s beard. After the supplement was administered,  [REDACTED] used a digital camera to take photographs of the subject's beard before and after the administration of the supplement. This allowed for a more detailed analysis of the subject's beard growth over the period of the experiment, as well as a more accurate comparison of the before and after results. As the beard grew remarkably fast,  [REDACTED] continued to measure using the  [REDACTED]  to observe and measure the extremely rapid growth of the hair. [REDACTED]  also noted the density and thickness of the beard as it grew, and documented any changes in texture or quality. Throughout the study, [REDACTED] maintained detailed records of the subject's beard growth, including the length and thickness of the beard hairs, the rate of growth, and any other notable changes.

Results of the study indicate that the beard hair growth supplement was highly effective. Within minutes of taking the supplement, the subject's beard started to grow rapidly, resulting in a large, dense beard. The subject's beard growth was remarkable, with an increase in length of approximately 4 inches, and a significant increase in thickness and density. Additionally, the subject noted that the hairs were growing at a faster rate than normal and were of a stronger, healthier quality.  [REDACTED] also observed an increase and growth of a significant amount of body hair. New, thick, vigorous androgenic hair sprouted all over Subject 23 B’s stomach, chest, shoulders and arms.  Subject 23 B showed surprise and alarm at these changes, the subject ultimately appeared to be satisfied with the results once the growth appeared to stop. In addition,  [REDACTED] noted that head hair as well as eyebrows also appeared to grow during the duration of the study.

The subject reported feeling “confident” with his new beard, and stated that he had always been self-conscious about his sparse beard growth  However, he was also alarmed by the dense new hair covering his body. Subject told  [REDACTED] :“I’m hairy as hell!” and “I never imagined I’d be a hairy guy like this.” Following the experiment Subject 23 B also noted that his peers were shocked by his appearance but commented positively on his new beard. While Subject 23 B was initially surprised by the extensive new growth of body hair,  he reports that he is now happy with the extensive and thick coverage of androgenic body hair.  Overall, Subject 23 B reported that he is grateful for the opportunity to participate in the study. CONCLUSION:

While the rapid and noticeable effects of the supplement are impressive, we recommend that additional study is needed to assess the long-term effects of the supplement on the subject's beard growth and overall health. It is also essential to test the supplement on a larger and more diverse group of individuals to confirm its effectiveness and ensure its safety for use. The additional and very significant increase in androgenic body hair may pose some concern to marketability.

Overall, the results of this study are promising, and we look forward to further research on this supplement to better understand its potential benefits for individuals seeking to stimulate hair growth.

Sincerely,

[REDACTED] _______________ To: Énorme Inc. Research Department

CC: [REDACTED}

From: [REDACTED}

Subject: Follow-up on Effectiveness of Beard Hair Growth Supplement on Male Test Subject

I am writing to follow up on our previous study on the effectiveness of your beard hair growth supplement on a male test subject, age 28. While the results of the study are promising in terms of beard growth stimulation, Subject 23 B has recently noted some unexpected side-effects.

Several days after our experiment Subject 23 B wrote to us to report, the subject  experiencing weight gain and an increased libido. The subject reports that he has gained approximately 10 pounds since the experiment concluded late last week and noted an increased desire for sexual activity. The subject reports feeling concerned about these side effects. While we are currently investigating the potential cause of these unexpected side effects, we recommend that further research is necessary to determine the safety and efficacy of this supplement for use. [REDACTED]  We look forward to further collaboration to better understand the potential benefits and risks associated with this supplement. Sincerely, [REDACTED] _______ To: [REDACTED]

From: [REDACTED].Research Team Lead

Subject: Cease Communication with Subject 23B

Thank you  [REDACTED]  for your email regarding the unexpected side effects reported by Subject 23B. We take these reports very seriously and are initiating an investigation into these potential side effects. In the meantime, we ask that you cease all communication with Subject 23B to avoid any further potential bias or influence on the subject's reporting of symptoms. We will follow up with the subject directly to gather additional information regarding the reported weight gain and increased libido.

We appreciate your dedication to this project and your commitment to ensuring the safety and efficacy of our products. Best regards,

 [REDACTED]

So even though he was half the world away in the UAE, I stayed in touch with him. Checking in with him here and there. He kept inviting me to Abu Dhabi. I wasn’t sure what there was to do there, but I was damned sure I’d want to hang out with Faisal

Faisal was always into working out, and I knew he wanted to get bigger. A few months ago Faisal told me he was going to start doing powerlifting and bulk up. That sounded hot to me. Imagining that stud bigger and stronger? Hell yes.  So of course I was supportive.   Then a little after he went into powerlifting told me that he was a lot bigger “You’ll hardly recognize me” Faisal said. “Yeah? how big?” I wrote back. 

“You won’t believe it if I told you. Come visit and I’ll show you.” he texted

 Faisal didn’t really post pictures much, and if he did they were rarely selfies, but that was ok, I knew what that stud looked like, so I didn’t really need to see.  But his invitation was certainly intriguing.  So after months of talking about it, I finally booked the flight to Abu Dhabi. Faisal promised we could do the fjords in Oman, go to the beach, we could go sand dune trekking and lift tons of weight and eat big.  Sounded good to me!

Before I left he told me where to meet him. At a huge gym in the center of town. “That's where I’ll be when you get in. Come meet me here. I wanna show off how much I’m lifting now” Fuck, that was kind of hot. OK, I was into it. Even though I was exhausted I went to this huge gym in the center of Abu Dhabi. It wasn’t far from the airport, and I didn’t have a lot of luggage.  The guys at the front desk seemed to know I was going to show up. They said “You here for Faisal?” they asked. I said yes and they just gestured to continue into the gym. 

And I looked around, and around and didn’t see him. Then, emerging from the benching area came this behemoth of a man. A Huge, hairy, hulking, shirtless Arab powerlifter with a thick round belly. As this overgrown giant sauntered towards, getting closer and closer, I realized this dude was probably the biggest man I’d ever seen. He was looking right at me and smiling, his huge lumbering steps coming directly for me. My brain was tripping out. This man kinda looked like Faisal, except... he was three times the size Faisal had been and had a round chubby face. 

He came right up to me smiling. 

“What the fuck...” was all I could think. And then this enormous man spoke... and Faisal’s voice came out.  I looked in the mans eyes and despite his chubbier face, there was no denying it was him. 

“Hey handsome, welcome to Abu Dhabi. I hope you had a good flight” “Faisal!!” I yelled in complete shock.  How was this possible? How was this gigantic overfed weightlifter my thin, athletic Faisal.  “Faisal! I yelled again practically out of breath from shock. “How is this possible?!” I said gesturing to his humongous body. What.. did... How...” I stuttered. ”...What happened to you?!” “Yeah, I told you I got really big. I knew you wouldn’t recognize me.” He was still smiling, a mischievous glint in his eyes.  “You’re... so... big.... Fuck....” I said again  The beast in front of me sort of blushed. “Come here” he said, gesturing to me. “Come spot me” He turned around to give me a view of a massive wall of bulging hair-covered muscle that his back had grown into.  I followed this oversized brute back to the bench where he had a crowd of admirers waiting for him to push up a hugely loaded bar. It looked like it had five 45 pound plates, and two 25 pound plates which I realized were 20 KG weights and 12 kg weights, meaning he was benching something like 224 kgs.  I wasn’t exactly sure what that translated to in pounds, but I knew it was a lot. Sounded like a lot. 

Faisal then benched it with ease, repping out at least 4 or 5 times before stopping.  The crowd of men around him cheered him on, shouting encouragement in Arabic.  My jaw was on the floor.  What had happened to him? How could this even be real?  Faisal told me he was basically done for the day and had been waiting for me, so after thanking his admiring crowd he talked to me again, unloading the bar.  “We can head home now. I just wanted you to see me here, this is like my second home now.”

“Faisal, how is this possible!? I just saw you last year and you were smaller than me!”

“Oh I know. Don’t worry handsome” he said with a grin “I’ll explain it on the way back to my place.”

We left shortly after and Faisal squeezed his hulking hairy bulk into his BMW.  He barely fit. His furry shoulders pressed nearly into mine. It was so surreal. I just kept looking at this huge man next to me. 

“Told you I got big”” he said, noticing the shock still written all over my face.   “I didn’t even recognize you” I said. “I still... kind of don’t” I said. 

He smiled.  “Eh, you’ll get used to my size.  I did. “ He said. 

“So how did...how...did you..” I asked, stuttering again. 

“It all happened about 4 months ago. This supplement company gave me a supplement. I know you won’t believe me, but they told me to try it, and I did.”

“Thats... it?”

“Well, and I started lifting heavy. Yes. I took the supplement and the first time I grew to about 130 kilos. Then, about a month later I took the second dose. That pushed me up to 180 kilos. Thats about how much I weigh now, more or less.” Faisal said matter-of-factly. 

I couldn’t believe it, still, even with the evidence in front of me. Surely this had to be some crazy new kind of steroid. Even normal steroids  couldn’t transform a man like this in just a few months. 

Faisal’s place in the suburbs of Abu Dhabi was spacious and private. To be honest I was slightly worried that at this size I wouldn’t be into him anymore, but as soon as we got back to his place he turned to me, moving in close, wrapping his massive arms around me, and pulled me in for a kiss... “I missed you stud” He said. “I hope you still like me...”  My dick was rock hard.  I felt his thick round belly and huge hairy pecs pressing up against me, much firmer than I expected. He was so big, his body just surrounded me completely. He could crush me at this size, but despite my apprehensions, I was totally into it.  My arms couldn’t even wrap all the way around him. He was a lot hairier than he had been a year ago, and the powerful curved of his hyper-sized beefy body just went on forever. I could have spent all day just exploring and worshipping this hairy beast of a man.  I had found a new level of attraction that I didn’t know existed, and didn’t expect. This was where I wanted to be, in the arms of this massive stud. This bulked up giant. It felt amazing to have all this beef pressing up against me. 

_______________

 I extended my trip several more days. It was heaven, and yes I plan to go back next month. We text every day now.  He loves it back home, but I’m thinking about what it might mean if he stays with me here in the States. Fitting him into a plane seat would be pretty challenging.. but we could figure out.  This month he said he got another shipment of the supplement that he says transformed into the giant he is now. He said he doesn’t want to get any bigger... but if I do, its right there waiting for me.  We’ll see.  I wouldn’t mind getting bigger... and I can tell Faisal wants me bigger. Fuck, if that stud wants me bigger, maybe I should do it. 

 _____________________

 Earlier that morning Martim had been a skinny guy.  A perpetually skinny guy. Martim had always wanted to build more size, but he had practically resigned himself to the fact that he’d always have a small frame.  The heaviest he’d ever weighed was maybe 64 kilos, and that was when he was trying hardest to bulk. 

 But something came in mail, something he vaguely remembered filling out as part of a “mailing list for free workout supplement samples”  It was a formula, supposedly, for mass gainer. “Ultimate mass” it was called. Martim wasn’t an idiot, so he rolled his eyes a bit at the brightly emblazoned claims that it would cause “Massive gains” , “insane size and strength gains”, and “provide skinny men with the opportunity to bulk up huge”. It did seem to come with a disclaimer that as a weight gainer it would promote both muscle and fat gain. Even more outlandishly, it even claimed that the supplement could increase height. 

 Martim was not convinced of any of that, but he decided to work it in to a morning routine. After all, even though he felt destined to remain shrimpy, he could at least do his best to have *some* muscle.  In reality Marti looked pretty good, even if a little skinny, the man sported an athletic defined physique and had enough muscle to be proud of. 

 But he always wanted to be bigger. He was unhappy about his height, his weight. How this marketing firm that found him and sent him supplements so targeted was something of a mystery. 

 So that morning Martim worked the supplement, which was surprisingly a rather small amount of liquid, rather than a protein powder, into his protein shake. Ignoring the instructions he just poured the whole container in. 

 It wasn’t until about 30 minutes later that Martim realized something was off. His shirt was tight. His pants felt uncomfortable.  Martim, still getting his day started at home, had not even yet put on his shoes to get to work.  He looked down and saw his chest sticking out further than usual... and instead of a flat stomach, his stomach had the start of a curve to it.  Martim stared at disbelief. 

He felt flushed, warm. Some kind of allergic reaction he reasoned. His body was starting to change, it was gradually beginning to inflate beneath his eyes. 

It was relatively rapid. Martim went from skinny gym goer to bulky gym goer in mere moments, packing on 10 kilos, then another 10... and then another. His ballooning physique was growing at a pace he would have never believed possible. It felt like it was some kind of dream, or a hallucination. He was getting meatier, fat and muscle was packing onto his frame and it was really starting to add up. His belly had rounded out and was pushing out dramatically. His arms were widening and thickening, his stance changed as his now meaty thighs push his legs further apart. His back and shoulders dramatically widened. Martim had to quickly strip off his shirt and pants to relieve the mounting pressure. 

 Martim stood there naked in his living room, morning light shining through his windows, watching in disbelief as his body just grew and grew. His arms, chest and belly were blowing up larger with each semi-panicked breath, with each anxiously passing minute.  Even his hands and feet were growing. Martim rapidly went from thick gym goer to overbulked lifter and then bigger still. He wasn’t aware of it, but his torso wasn’t just thickening up, it was growing slightly longer. Martim’s perspective shifted slightly as his height climbed from a modest. His 1.66m height was stretching to 1.68..then to 1.7m, then taller still. Yet this incredible height change was lost to the more dramatic transformation- Martim was turning into a huge, hulking, overfed bear of a man.  His face changed, growing chubbier, rounder, just like the rest of his body. Amongst all the radical changes  he hadn’t even noticed that his beard had grown out and thickened up. 

 He was growing heavy. He could feel it. He was getting so wide. his limbs were so packed full of fat and muscle. He looked down at his huge barrel chest.  Everything seemed off, seemed foreign to him. Even his perspective of his apartment looked diferent. From his now 1.78 m height things looked just a little... different. 

 Then, after all the panic, Martim slowly sauntered towards the bathroom, convinced that his body had finally stopped expanding. There he stood and stared in shock. He was immense. All 180 kilos of him.  He had blown up so big he didn’t even recognize himself. 

Lucas loved almost everything about his new size. Almost.... 

Having grown from a fairly normal 6 foot 200 pound gym bro into a hulking 6′7″ 480 pound monster, Lucas was now living with a massive tank of a body that sat statistically on the furthest extreme of human size.  Sure he didn’t have abs anymore, but he didn’t mind his big new bear belly.  His 27″ arms were enough to make up for the lack of abs. He didn’t mind the increased body hair either, made him look rough and manly. No, the only thing that bothered him was when he went to shower. He just didn’t fit in it. His head nearly scraped the ceiling and the shower head was level with the bottom of his chest. To make matters worse, he was now so incredibly broad and thick that the shower itself was too narrow. He couldn’t even move at all in it without worrying about busting the glass. He had to carefully squeeze into it, one arm pressed up against the wall and the other hanging out from the open shower door. 

File: Masstest.subjectreport_49

Subject 49: “David”

Growth agent(s): 40% Énorme Masculinization Agent 2, 60% Énorme Mass Gainer XXL 

Subject 49, “David” began the testing at 74 kgs, 1.74 m.

Subject ingested one large dose containing 40% Androgenizing agents (Énorme Masculinization Agent 2) and 60% Énorme Mass gainer. The Énorme testing team recorded the experiences of the participant: Approximately one hour after ingesting the formula, subject remarked on a sudden increase in sex drive and recorded feeling flushed and warm. After being excused from observation for “release” subject noted that he experienced an unusually powerful orgasm and an unusual volume of seminal fluid. Subject’s weight after one hour was recorded at 75 kgs. By hour two, subject noted that he was once again experiencing intense sexual urges, and was once again excused from observation for a second release. Subject noted that his testicles felt larger and heavier. Weight by hour two was recorded at 77 kgs. Observationteam noted that the subjects muscles appeared larger, as well as a small increase of body fat. Arm circumpherence (when flexed) was recorded at 43cm.

During this second hour, the effects of the mass gainer began to become noticable. Subjects muscle mass and body fat increased rapidly, gaining rouggly 10 kgs by hour three. Subject described a “rush” of energy and a feeling of euphoria. Body hair has visibly begun to increase, and subject’s vocal range has begun showing signs of shifting lower. By hour four, the combined effects of the increased testosterone and the mass gainer appeared to increasing muscle mass significantly. Subjects weight climbed rapidly to 96 kgs. Subject height was checked and recorded at 1.75, an increse of .01m. Subject’s hands and feet also showed signs of growth. Subject’s beard showed significant growth, as well as new vellus hairs on cheeks and the base of his neck.

By hour five, subject described the feeling of “weight"to his testicles, and once again required a break from observation for “release”. Seminal fluid was collected and was recorded as roughly three times higher than averge. Subject described feeling somewhat delirous, but appeared to be enjoying his changes. Subject described his penile shaft as “larger and thicker” and noted an increase in body hair across his body. Subject was provided new shorts to fit his significantly larger legs and growing genitals. By hour five subject’s full-body growth accellerated rapidly. The delayed effects of the mass gainer, perhaps from this mixture with the angronenesis compounds, however, seemed to result in delayed but rapid changes to his physique. Muscle mass and body fat increased nearly 10 kgs every 10 minutes. Arms reached a circumpherence of 56 cm.

By hour six, subject’s body mass was recorded at 154 kgs at a height of 1.77m. Height increase was noted, along with significantly larger hands and feet. Other androgenic changes were noted. Rapid and more extensive Beard growth resulted in a full, unusually thick beard. Subject also showed signs of other shifts in facial features, such as more prominant brow ridge and a larger nose. Participant’s vocal range had now dropped lower with a surprisingly rich bass timbre.

During hour seven, changes began to subside and subject’s transformation appeared to stabilize around 163 kgs at a height of 1.78m. Arm circumpherence prooved exceptially significant at 68 cm. Muscular development is perhaps the highest of any subject thus far. Subject “David” remarked on his new physical size, additional body hair and beard, deeper voice, and increased libido. Participant did not appear aware of his increased height.

Despite this, he never aspired to look even close to a bear. Instead he maintained a lean, athletic physique. He was in great shape by any standard. He lifted weights, ran, and even swam from time to time. He wasn’t unhappy with how he looked, nor should he have been.

But that didn’t stop him from being intrigued by an odd online ad he saw, in English, in a small corner of a Japanese Bara comics page he frequented.

“Grow into a bear of a man!” It read, showing an image, which he presumed to be a morph, of an impossibly bulked up bearded man. “Free trial!”

Out of curiosity he clicked it, just wanting to know what the hell this thing was advertising. Another page loaded:

“Have you ever dreamed of being a big, strong, hairy man? Well how’s your chance! Try a free sample and live bigger forever. All you have to do is click the bear below.” It was a strange ad alright.

Below was a bara drawing of a hulking bearish man. Hikaru clicked it and the next thing he knew a message popped up saying “Thank you, our transformative product is on its way to you!” Hikaru shrugged it off. What an odd advertisement.

A week went by and he had forgotten all about the odd advertisement he had clicked on, and a package arrived at his apartment. He had no idea what it was. He opened it up. The directions were in English: “our newest product: the Beefy Bear spritzer! Just spray it on your body a few times and enjoy. For best results, spray directly on your chest and stomach areas. The results will speak for themselves. -The Énorme team”

Hikaru looked at the product, a very small, inoffensive looking spray bottle, the kind that cologne samples might come in. What was the harm in trying a little cologne? He sprayed a little on his wrist and smelled it. It smelled kind of musky, but again, inoffensive. ‘Well, couldn’t hurt” so he followed the directions, lifting up his shirt and sprayed it on his chest and belly, as well as under his arms for good measure.

He went back to surfing the internet and put the small bottle on his desk, thinking birthing more about it.

He scratched his chest absentmindedly, he was sweating a bit and felt a little warm. He didn’t think any thing of it, but his shorts and shirt were starting to feel a little tighter…As he sat there Hikaru’s body slowly started to bulk up, adding a little more mass to his lean, athletic frame. His arms bulged with more muscle and his waist began to thicken somewhat.

Finally, his brain sensed something was off. He shifted his weight in his chair and he felt the chair bounce a bit more than usual under him. He looked down and realized something what quite different. His forearms looked meatier and hairier, his shirt felt tight, his short were snug everywhere. He stood up rapidly and felt slightly unbalanced, like his center of gravity had shifted. He looked down, his chest, his pecs, looked bigger and he could feel it. He rubbed his chest and felt something unfamiliar: hair.

Hikaru rushed to the bathroom to get a look of himself. He was shocked to see that he had the start of a full beard growing over his face, and his shoulders had widened. Two pecs were pushing against the tight fabric of his now too tight shirt and a little belly had appeared beneath. His thin treasure trail was growing in thick. He stripped off the shirt and was shocked to see his new body.

It looked like he had gained 20 kilos, all at once. He was bulked up and a new coating of hair covered his pecs and stomach. It was exceptionally thick, but it was undeniably thicker than the minimal body hair he had before. Hikaru was turned on by his reflection. He had never envisioned his body becoming bearish, he never thought he’d become something like a bear, but here he was, a beefier, hairier version of himself. Damn he looked hot. He swat at his boner with his hands, even his dick felt a little thicker.

It seemed like the growth was more or less done. His beard was short but full. He pawed at it with his hands. No men in his family could grow a beard like this. Hikaru’s weight had settled at nice 92 kilos. A good size. A rugby players size. He was officially a big guy now, and none of his clothes would fit him…but he couldn’t help but wonder, what would happen if he used up the full sample of the bear spritzer he was given?

He rushed his bigger new body back to the hallway where he had left the small bottle. It was about one third used up. “Hell yes” he thought to himself.

He quickly began spraying, and spraying, and spraying, all over his now hairy chest and stomach until the entire bottle was used up.

When he began feeling the warmth again he knew he was beginning to grow again. He stood in front of his bedroom mirror naked, stroking his erect cock, watching his physique start to grow again. “Fuck yeah” he though. His arms were pumping up, his shoulders widening, his belly thickening, rounding out into a furry ball. All the while the dense hair that he had sprouted began to spread across his expanding torso, covering his chest and pushing up to his shoulders. He’d never seen another man this hairy in real life.

His dick felt heavier and longer in his hands as he stroked. His balls felt so big, they were slapping his thick thighs with a satisfying smack. He was turning into a true muscle bear. He was surpassing just being a big man. Now he was truly huge. He flexed his thick arms, he felt up the new hairy curved of his incredibly beefy body. God he looked amazing, like some bara dream man. He was as big, as hulking as those comic book characters he had dreamed up, that he had fantasized about.

He came right there, standing in front of his full length mirror.

That night he started a new phase of his life. He was now a model, a muse, a dream man for bara lovers all over the country, and he would embrace it. So would the bear-loving world. They’d embrace all 135 kilos of him. Soon enough, pictures of his hulking, hairy, bearish bod would splash the pages of gay Twitter and tumblr the world over.

A personal trainer eager to get more likes and more follows, Ryan Miller decided to embark on a bulking cycle and planned to record it, starting with a photo for each day of his bulk. Originally he planned it to last about 8-9 weeks, or something in there, and wanted to see his physique put on 20 pounds or so in that time. He planned it out - he was going to get on creatine, maybe some pro-hormones, but nothing crazy. He wasn’t going to do a cycle to get big... that would be too obvious. Nah, but maybe he would look around first to see what was out there. 

He stumbled upon some odd company called  Énorme.  He didn’t know anything about it, it seemed maybe European? French? He wasn’t really sure. Growing up in Ohio, languages weren’t really his strong suit. All he knew is that it sounded French and seemed like it got results, judging from all the crazy buzz he saw on other sites and forums about it. 

Most of the comments about the company he found online were people desperately trying to access the website, but saying it couldn’t be found. It worked just fine for him though, so he didn’t see the issue. It seemed like, from what he gathered,  that their products really *really* worked. 

‘Great’ he thought. And went to go ahead and  buy some.  He purchased some bulking protein powder. Didn’t think anything of it, and decided to wait until it arrived before beginning his social-media focused bulking routine. 

Two weeks later the package arrived. The packaging was very sleek and modern looking, and just had a few word on it: “Mass gainer Protein”

Standing at just about 5′11″, Ryan was 186 pounds the day he took his first photo.  He had just finished a heavy workout at the gym:

He felt great, but was eager to get going. He added the hashtag #Bigbulk and #Getbig to his post (among may others).  He had no idea quite how meaningul those hashtags would become. 

He downed two scoops of his new “mass gainer” in a shake shortly after. He followed his routine and went to bed. 

In the morning he went to the mirror and was shocked to see he appeared, well, a little bigger. He wondered if his eyes were playing tricks on him, but rushed off to the gym to train his first client.  His shirt felt nice and snug that day, and he swore he felt a little meatier. He even weighed himself to check. 192 pounds. No way, that had to be off!  Either that or water retention.That afternoon he returned home for a second picture in his series. 

It wasn’t super obvious, but he could tell... he was beefier. A little meatier, and he looked it.  His shoulders looked wider, his arms looked a little thicker, and so did his midsection.  “Time for my daily check in guys!” the post read “Scale says 190, so this big bulk is off to a good start! #Bigbulk #Gethuge....”

Ryan dutifully ate his meal prepped food and scarfed down the 5th meal of the day with a big protein shake made from his new “mass gainer” powder. 

That next morning seemed like a repeat of the day before. He had to rush off to his 7:30 am training session, but had just enough time to get in breakfast and get a good look of himself in the mirror. He did look bigger. A lot bigger. This was no joke, he was growing. He could feel it. There was more mass... everywhere. His shoulders, arms, belly... Every part of his physique had just... expanded. His size M shirt was the confirmation he needed. It was skin tight.   Ryan went through his day at the gym, eating his meals in his tupperware, and trained his clients. He finally ended up with a good workout too. He lifted heavy... heavier than normal, and had a ton of energy.  He felt bigger, he felt meatier. In fact, he felt just about as big as he had ever been, even at his peak bulk the last year. He gingerly stepped on the scale again. 212 pounds! “How the hell...” he gasped.  The mirrors weren’t playing tricks on him, this stuff was blowing him up fast. 

He rushed home to take another photo. 

“Guys, I swear this isn’t a prank, I’m actually getting way bigger... Scale might be broken but my clothes don’t lie. This new mass gainer is no joke! #Bigbulk #Getbig..”

.

Ryan couldn’t believe it. He debated continuing the experiment. He was growing so fast... too fast to be natural. His followers wouldn’t believe it. He decided not to post his weight anymore, but just looking at the picture it was clear he’d grown a lot. 

Still, he pressed on. He downed a hefty protein shake with two scoops of the mysterious mass gainer. 

The next morning he had off. He didn’t have any clients until the afternoon. Time to relax.  But he couldn’t relax that morning. All he could do was look at himself in the mirror. He looked huge! bigger than he’d ever been, and his belly was starting to get out of control.  “Fuck” he exclaimed. “What the fuck is happening to me?!”

His traps looked huge, his arms were massive. They had to be 18″ or more by now, his shoulders were wide as hell. Even his L shirts, which he didn’t have many of, were snug muscle shirts on his new, much larger frame. 

He posted his pic a little early that morning. “Damn guys, I’m getting huge. It feels... good. Weird, but good. This mass gainer is crazy! #enorme #Bigbulk #Getbig.”

He didn’t even want to touch the scale, but he knew, just by looking at his body, that he was well over 220. Probably 230, maybe more. He loved the feeling of the new mass, but the only thing that fit his new size were tight L shirts and sweatpants. 

That afternoon, his clients didn’t even recognize him. He looked so much bigger, so much bulkier.  God he felt huge. He looked huge. He didn’t even recognize his reflection in the gym mirrors. ‘who’s that big guy’ his brain would ask, only to suddenly realize it was him, in a too tight tee shirt.  He was getting stared at by gym regulars and by the gym staff. 

“Ryan - dude, looking huge” one staff member said to him. 

“Thanks” he said. 

Riding in his car back home, even his car seat felt smaller to him.  Fuck, how was he going to explain this... not just to his followers, but to his friends, family... his clients!? He had to train people in the morning, and they’re expecting trim, fit little Ryan, not offseason overblown hulk Ryan. How was he going to explain this to someone he trained just the other day? 

The next morning, Ryan got up, feeling bigger, heavier, and heftier than ever. His body has just blown up. He felt, and looked, enormous. “Fuck...fuck fuck.... what the hell...” He said, panicking at the sight of his reflection in the bathroom.  THe man was probably 250 pounds...with a gut. It wasn’t just a bulk belly anymore... he had the start of a real gut.  This wasn’t just some bulk, this was insane. What was he going to tell people? 

He decided to post one more photo of the transformation. His traps were absolutely massive, as were his shoulders. God, he looked huge.  His arms were definitely over 20″ by now. He barely captioned his post:

“Feeling enormous guys. Feeling absolutely huge. #Getbig #Bigbulk.”

After posting the photo, Ryan sauntered his way into the gym, cursing under his breath. He wore the biggest shirt he owned and it was still small on him. He wore a baseball cap with a large brim to try and hide his face a bit, hoping people wouldn’t recognize the massively overgrown, overfed lifter he had transformed into.  The scale confirmed it: 270 pounds. Nearly 90 pounds gained in just 5 days. Ryan’s jaw dropped. 

While Ryan trained his shocked clients, the internet began to explode with his pictures. Suddenly his profile was flooded with new followers, comments came crashing in, one after another, 2, 3, 4 every minute. People in the bodybuilding and, in particular, gay men, were paying rapt attention to his new profile. It wasn’t long before his pictures made it onto Tumblr.  

Ryan was oblivious, until he got home and opened his page. Then it all hit him. People saw, people were shocked, people were accusing him of being a fake, asteroids, and everything else.  Gay men were posting sexual comments and were messaging him with dick pics. He was shocked at the attention, and mostly horrified by the comments.  

Ryan was overwhelmed. He shut down his profile and swore off photos, but it was a little too late for that. The internet would soon make a legend out of personal trainer Ryan Miller’s 5 day bulk up.  Photos circulated everywhere. 

Things seemed to cool down for a while, months went by and no one heard much from Ryan Miller. He closed down everything, his website, all his social media, even ending his personal training. Radio silence. 

And people still kept re-circulating Ryan’s photos...particularly gay men with a growth fetish. 

4 months later, after nothing new on the internet about Ryan Miller, a picture surfaced. It was grainy and bad in quality. It wasn’t clear who posted it or where it came from. It purported to show Ryan Miller, now 4 months later, heavily bearded, hairy, and bigger than any powerlifter or strongman anyone had ever seen. If it was him, Ryan clearly hadn’t stayed away from the mass gainer. 

“4 months in. “ the post read. “ My weight: 504 pounds as of today. Size is my life now. I can’t tell if I love it, but I’m obsessed. I have to keep going #Getbig #Bigbulk” 

Well, he had to try it. He had to give it a shot. He wanted to get bigger after all, and why the hell not give it a shot?  His lifting buddy Ivan stood by with his phone ready.  “ Well, lets see if it works!”

“Do you feel anything?”

“Bloated” Alex shot back. “ My stomach is definitely full of something.  Damn.” Alex felt something he thought would be impossible... he felt thicker. He put his hand on his midsection and there was a notable little curve to it. He looked down and his whole frame was starting to look and feel fuller. 

“I think....” Alex stammered “I think I feel something”  He felt an energy radiating out to his limbs. He never envisioned a little chocolate flavored “Mass Gainer” could create all these crazy sensations. What the hell was in that thing? 

“I’m definitely bloating up”  Alex said. He turned sidewise to demonstrate to his friend. 

His friend Ivan didn’t say a word, but his eyes widened.  There was no question, Alex was starting to look... well, beefier. Thicker, wider. It couldn’t just be bloat could it? Even his arms looked pumped up. 

“Alex, I think dude... you’re looking... big. How do you feel?”

“It feels weird! I feel something, I mean, I feel OK, just like... something is happening. I feel... heavier”

“Are you serious man? You feel heavier?!?”

“Yeah... do I look heavier?” Alex replied. 

There was a pause. 

“Alex, my friend, you look much heavier.”

“Are you serious?”

Ivan took another photo.  There was no question- every part of Alex’s frame had grown. His arms, his shoulders, his chest, his traps... and very noticeably, his belly. 

“How do I look?” Alex asked again.  

“You look big, really big.”

“I feel it... I feel... big” Alex groaned again. The growth was really coming in now. His whole frame was ballooning up with new mass. He looked down at his bigger chest and now prominent round belly.  God, he wanted to get big... but he couldn’t believe this was happening to him.  

Ivan’s eyes widened still. His gym buddy was growing huge right in front of him. He could hardly believe this. It had to be some kind of wizardry, some kind of magic.

Alex shifted his body around, repositioned, and as he did so, felt the new weight and size of his body. He was shocked to feel his arms, they were getting so massive. His belly too, we undeniable. 

He felt another surge as the growth pumped his frame larger. He had to have put on at least 40 kilos by now. 

He faced Ivan and spread his arms to show off his huge new frame. He knew his shoulders and arms had grown massive and he wanted to see how it would look on camera. 

“Ok...” he groaned again “How do I look... now?” Alex asked. He 

“Huge!” Ivan exclaimed. “You’re huge Alex, you look enormous. How is this possible?! You must be `140 kilos!”

“I don’t know!” Alex responded.  He could still feel the growth coursing through his now enormously beefy frame.  From Gym bunny to massive Russian strongman in minutes, Alex looked like an absolute giant compared to Ivan. 

Ivan was in shock, and deep down Alex was too, but he had to look in control, he had to feel in control of the situation. He could handle being big like this. Being really big. Alex flexed an arm, feeling how massive his biceps and triceps had become, how rounded and expansive his shoulders were.... He could... live with this. He looked down again at his gut, growing rounder still. It was the one piece that would make him insecure- he had a gut now. A big round lifter gut. No, a huge round lifter gut.  Alex couldn’t even see past it to his lower body. He felt it with his hands, there was so much more of him now. He was just... so meaty, so big.  Goddamn, part of this was turning him on, but he couldn’t say why. Part of this terrified him. 

He felt the growth start to subside as he rubbed his big round new gut.  

He sighed with relief.  It felt like the growth was almost done...  He looked down again at his enormous new body. Fuck, what was he going to do? 

“Ivan... does it look like... does it look like I’ve stopped growing”

“I can’t tell.. but maybe. Yeah, maybe, I don’t.... I can’t tell, but I think its slowed down.” Ivan responded. 

“Thank god” Alex muttered under his breath. The sensation of fullness that had accompanied his transformation was beginning to dissipate. 

Alex rubbed his big new muscle gut again and stared absently at the opposite wall. `What the hell have I done to myself` he thought.  He had to be at least 60 kilos heavier, at least! If not more.  He was gigantic, what was he going to say to people? How was he going to find shirts to fit him now?

Ivan snapped one more picture- Alex with the thousand yard stare, contemplating the repercussions of his actions, contemplating his new size, all his new mass. How was he going to tell his family? 

A short time later, Alex found a scale that would properly weigh him at his new size.  166 kilos. a 70 kilo gain in around 6 minutes.  He was the largest man Ivan, or Alex had ever seen in person. 

“Apparently he’s not on steriods. They’ve tested him a bunch. There was a whole story about it in the Express. Apparently Andres just got big because of some weird reaction to a new weight gainer he tried”

“Ha! And we’re supposed to believe that? Like just a reaction? Look at him! He looks like the hulk. He’s gotta be… what, at least 150 kilos, probably more. He looks gigantic”

“The paper said was all an adverse reaction to the stuff.. made him swell up..”

“An adverse reaction?! And what kind of adverse reaction makes your muscles blow up like that?? I’ll tell you what kind. The giant steriods injected in to your ass kind of reaction….and Whatever roids he on He’s blown up so big he can hardly run. Look at him, he’s the size of a tank and can barely maneuver… “

“Yeah he has gotten kinda slow”

“…Oh for Christ sakes what did that man do to himself?! He looks like a goddamned gorilla on the field….What did you do to yourself Andres!!….Well, its easy to spot him, at least”

“He definitely stands out.”

“Did that article happen to say what his weight is up to?”

“No, it just said he had swollen up from some bad reaction but that they wanted to still try to put him on the field.”

“Horseshit. You and I know that’s not an allergic reaction, that’s just roids and a little too many trips to a buffet.”

“Either way, you don’t want to get tackled by him at that size.”

“Maybe, but there is such as a thing as being too big for rugby, and that man down there, Andres, he’s grown too godddammed big for rugby. There’s no way he’s under 160 kilos. No way. Look at him, he’s all out of breath. They’re gonna have to pull him. There’s no way they can let him keep playing at that size.”

“Well, this *is* the first time back on the field since it happened”

“What happened is that he turned himself into a overblown monster. You know, these players today, they’re so obsessed with getting bigger and bigger that they don’t stop to think of the consequences. I mean look, do you think he’s doing a good job down there? He can hardly keep up!”

“Well…”

“Exactly. He can’t even play the game anymore. He’s too damn big. But yet, he probably spent a lot of money to get that huge. And for what? So he could stomp around a field for a few minutes and scare the shit out of the other team? I mean, they don’t even need be scared of him, they just need to outrun him, and that shouldn’t be a problem anymore.”

“Yeah, I don’t know what he was thinking”

…

“And would you look at that. They’re taking the Andres off the field. Looks like I was right, he did get too big to be a rugger. Serves him right. All blown up with roids and then trying to tell us it was some allergic reaction. What a joke.”

“What did this shit do to me?”

The Tennessee Titans fullback looked down at his enormous body. His brand new uniform was stretched to fit over his ballooned up frame, but just barely. No one on the team wanted to tell him yet, but there was no way they were gonna let him out on the field looking like that. He was gonna have to stay hidden back in the locker room. How was anyone gonna explain to ESPN how their fullback had gained around 150 pounds over a course of a day or two?

Collin had taken something, some kind of supplement, to “bulk up”, and the 5’10” 240 pound fullback really wasn’t trying to get huge. But here he was, blimped out into a huge bloated monster. His whole body had grown. He looked down at his massive chest and even more expansive belly, rising and falling with each breath. At least he felt stronger, at least his arms were bigger.

Fuck, but how was he gonna run around the field carrying this much... weight? He hadn’t checked his weight since that morning when he clocked in at the 390s, and thankfully he didn’t look *that* much bigger, at least he could tell anyway. Collin hoped the number on the scale would still be under 400. In truth, it wasn’t, but he held out hope anyway.

‘Maybe’ he thought ‘coach will let me go out for defensive line’

The rest of the team avoided Collin, things had been awkward since Sunday morning practice when he had showed up suddenly 100 pounds heavier. No one knew what to make of it. At least the company supplying the uniforms was able to get him a bigger size. NFL players were supposed to be big, but not this big. And now it was Monday, and he was even bigger, Collin’s teammates seemed distant. In truth they were kinda scared about what happened to Collin. How could anyone gain so much weight over a couple of days? And... could that happen to them? Collin was so huge, too huge even for pro football.

Carlos had wanted to try this stuff for rugby, something called, fittingly, “Enlarge” but he never figured it would actually work as advertised... and certainly not to this extent. The company that had sent it to him as a promotion, “Énorme”, was something of a mystery.

Carlos’ height started to increase slowly, his arms and legs growing longer but gaining more size. At the same time that small belly started pushing out more and more. His shirt began riding up, his pants were getting uncomfortable. He was blowing up, growing rounder, thicker and taller all at once. He stripped off his shirt and pants and now too-small shoes to watch his body swell in front of him in every direction. His house looked slightly different.. the door handles were lower than before. Though he didn’t realize it he now stood 6’ . And just a few moments later , 6’1. Carlos’ perspective was shifting as his height increased. He looked down at the increasing mass of his body. He was getting really heavy, his belly was really rounding out. He pawed at it with his meatier, bigger hands. God, even his hands looked massive.

Carlos watched his growth in the mirror of the bathroom, it turned him on, seeing how massive he was getting. He was gonna be the biggest guy on the field! He looked like a true rugby prop now. A big one too. No doubt about it. His height climbed 6’2” as his weight swelled to over 300 pounds.

It was good he was shirtless because nothing he owned would fit his radically enlarged body. Goddamn he really looked huge now, like a true bear of a man. As he looked down again at a sink that appeared further away than normal he realized he was sprouting upwards too. 330 pounds, and climbing.

Carlos examined himself in the mirror, he was getting so huge he wondered if he was overdoing it... maybe he was getting too big, even for rugby. A body this heavy, this chunky, with a big round belly like the one he now sported, was going to be too slow on the field.

6’4”. His increase in height was really noticeable now. He might be able to eventual explain the huge weight gain, but how would he explain the fact that he had grown a half a foot taller?

His belly felt like it surged outwards as he grew closer to 400 pounds. He felt every part of his body, his arms, his chest, his legs and ass, just grow beefier and beefier, so overblown with bulk. Man, he wouldn’t just be the biggest rugger on the team, he’d be the biggest rugger in the whole state.

Then it dawned on him. Twice the man. It was coming true, he tried to step the scale but it only return an ERR message. He exceeded the weight limit already.

‘Holy shit’ he thought ‘I’m going to end up being 440 pounds.’ He didn’t know it then, but he was already beyond 440 lbs.

And indeed he was already nearing that final weight, which unbeknownst to him had climbed closer and closer to an incredible 500 pounds. In fact, the formula left him as more than twice the man he had been before, at least in terms of overall mass.

the growth tapered off. He reached his final height of 6’5”. His belly surged forward just a bit more, his arms rapidly thickened further.

Then the growth was over. Carlos was enormous. A gargantuan, fat-bellied hulking bear of a rugby player. His body radiated power and heft. He wasn’t sure this huge body would be agile enough for rugby, but he wanted to try. He couldn’t wait to see what his rugby gear would look like on his new body. Carlos sauntered back to his bedroom, his steps ponderous, feet thumping heavily against the wooden floors. The whole place seemed to shake with each step.

He found his rugby shirt and pants and tried them on. He was beaming. The one loose rugby uniform was comically small on his massive new form. He couldn’t even get his pants up past his now massive thighs. The shirt didn’t even begin to cover his expansive belly. His body has just totally transformed into this incredibly huge, thick bear body, and nothing he wore would fit him now.

He had to show the guys on the team. He took a photo with a big grin on his face. He looked utterly massive. He was a giant now, a monster. No one could rival him in size now.

“Guys! ” the first text he sent read.

Carlos inserted the photo onto the chat and typed out with his huge sausage like fingers the next line:

“The stuff worked”

“Wait what? You put something in the marinade? What was in the marinade then? Yeah I know I’m trying to get bigger but... what...this stuff is supposed to make us bigger?

“ I think I’m having an allergic reaction man. I feel... tingly and bloated. Look at me, does it look like **buuurp** ...like I’ve ..**burrrp** gained weight?

“Fuck, even my arms look bigger, right? What the hell is going on? It’s like I’m blowing up. God damn. Seriously, what is in that marinade?!”

“...what do you mean a growth formula?? What does that even mean? Fuck, bro, I feel **buurp** I feel like... I’m getting... bigger... goddamn do I look bigger”

“How many chicken wings did I eat?? I don’t know, like a few ... I can’t remember. What about you? Dude... I saw you ate some of this stuff too...fuck, seriously, look at me, I’m getting huge right? Goddamn, I gotta take off this shirt... fuck it’s getting so tight”

“Dude, yeah, I am getting huge. Look at these guns....and this... **burrp*** gut. God I’m blimping out. Thanks for the muscles man, but this gut, fuck this gut is out of control... I mean, look at this thing and tell me it isn’t getting huge”

“Buddy, wait...**burrp**, dude...”

“Dude, I think... I think you’re starting to look... bigger. Do you feel it? It tingles right?”

“You do? Fuck dude, I think I can see it. You’re starting to get bigger. Dude, you’re gonna get huge too! I can see it starting on you... bro, what did you do to us?!!?”

_________

Haider, a 5´8 Arab-American gay man was the first subject to try the “commercially available” product, and was deeply skeptical. Had it not been provided as a free add-on to his online purchase of lube, he would have skipped it.

180 pounds, 5’8 and naturally bearish, Haider did well for himself. But the idea of being a bit bigger, of “enlarging” his masculine attributes, appealed to him. He took the formula one night after the gym, not thinking much of it.

It was just about an hour later that Haider began feeling the growth. It began with a gentle tingling sensation that heated up.

His physique started changing. Weight began piling onto his frame, fat and muscle. He was bulking up rapidly. At the same time, he felt like he was stretching upwards, his legs and his torso getting longer. 5’8” soon became 5’9”, then 5’10”. He broke 200 pounds in no time and with the combination of both growing taller and thicker, his weight skyrocketed.

The 6 foot tall Haider looked down past his growing belly to see a 265 pound readout on his scale. Then it shot up to 267, 268, 270... he was blowing up so fast he could watch himself expand. It was true, everything about his body was enlarging. He felt his dick in his skin tight boxers... it was getting so heavy and girthy. Even his balls felt bigger than usual.

280...282...283. His perspective was shifting, he was steadily getting taller. Fuck, this was hot. Haider was turning into a huge dude. He squeezed his fat dick again, ...He was turning into a huge- hung- bear.

6’2” and climbing. Haider was now buck naked. Having just broken 300 pounds, there was no way he would fit in his old clothes.

6’3... 320 pounds. Under his huge hairy belly was his thick 8 incher. God he was getting massive.

6’4”, 350 pounds.... His growth was beginning to slow, the tingling was fading, but Haider didn’t mind. He never expected this to work, much less transform him into a hulking bear like this. He examined his face in the mirror. His brows were heavier, his jaw seemed more pronounced. His face along, saying nothing about his giantic new build, made him look more tough, rugged.

6’5” 388 pounds. That seemed to be final weigh in for the night. God he was gigantic. Even his voice seemed deeper. It had dropped to a resonant bass. He had actually more than doubled in mass. His 10 inch beer-can-thick dick was throbbing at the massive bear in the mirror. Haider snapped a pic to compare with a selfie he had taken a few weeks before.

Haider jerked off his massive cock, feeling up his huge new body. He couldn’t wait to show off his gigantic new body at the bar. For the hot bears at the bar to get a load of his new size, of his powerful mass, of his overgrown masculinity. They’d be all over him.