a beard makes a man

“C'mon, big guy.”

With each time he was called this way, the man on top growled slightly deeper in pitch as his adam apple protruded out further. The previous 5'2" 110 lbs twink had grown into an average 5'8" 160lbs guy during the first hour of their date at the restaurant. Then, as they went out from the theatre, he stood as a husky 6'2" 225 lbs otter. By the time they arrived at the long-gone twink’s place, the man stood at a heavy 6'6" 280 lbs size.

They were about to go to the bed when the big guy’s beergut growled in hunger. After a little snack, the massive 6'9" 330 lbs bear had pinned his much smaller date on top of the screaming mattress, his massive belly making sure the man couldn’t escape his grasp. Still, the bigger guy couldn’t make out why everything seemed so off-putting that night. The grin on his date’s face was mischievous.

“C'mon, big guy. Let’s have sex.”

Hmhm, that sounds like something I could do alright! Always here to help people feel their love for daddies.

You knew your boyfriend would be having a long day at work, so it was the perfect time to prepare him a nice little lovey-dovey evening, a candle lit dinner with some nice music in the background. Although you didn't really know how to cook beyond the basics, you knew you wanted to go further for him.

Going to the window to get some fresh air, dreaming about how much you loved your boyfriend, you looked up at the night sky. The stars were shining especially bright tonight. And suddenly, a shooting star passed. You didn't know if it was really there or if you imagined it, but a second passing soon after confirmed it. And hey, not believing in magic doesn't prevent one from wishing, eh?

Stefan was confused when he showed up to the backyard barbecue party. It was supposed to be a frat event, but all the guys there were middle aged fat dudes in their 50s - it was like partying with a bunch of dads.

Still, free beer was free beer. When one of the old guys offered him a bottle, Stefan accepted graciously. He chugged the cold bottle down, finding it especially refreshing in the summer heat. Stefan was a little embarrassed as he let out a loud belch, clutching his belly which suddenly felt bloated.

Stefan gasped when his stomach inflated into a round beach ball, his abs being replaced with a beer belly. His defined pecs quickly followed suit, growing fat and sagging with additional weight. Dark black hairs covered his arms and legs while his tight ass swelled outwards into a big round rear.

Stefan's face aged, remaining handsome but maturing as wrinkles started to form. His hair began to gray as a bushy beard sprouted from his previously clean shaven jaw.

Clark sat down in his living room sofa doom scrolling his way through after a full day. Really just the same routine as anyone else would when they go down the rabbit hole — it’s doom scrolling through Instagram Reels, Youtube Shorts, and even Tiktok

Every time though he’d come across ads from Amazon, some random bogus website, and finally one of those game ads where you can actually play it right then and there. “Damn it, not this again” he said after getting stuck on one game ad that froze his screen, unable to continue scrolling unless he completed the task.

The game was Super Adventures and it had a feature of creating your own superhero avatar so you could do missions in-game. The ad allowed you to customize your own avatar with specific traits and powers.

“Fine I’ll do it, ugh” Clark complained.

The ad for the game was simple enough, it had an avatar in the center and a selection of powers you can give it

On screen he chose the basic superhero powers that he knew Superman had — since he was named Clark after all, he thought why not just input those choices?

“Alright so just flight, super strength, invulnerability, speed, and laser vision” he said as he tapped his way through. After selecting the screen then showed the hero avatar — what caught his eye was it kind of looked like him but as if he were drawn like a comic book hero with an absolute unit of a body, one that would be impossible to attain without steroids he thought.

After that, he was finally able to continue doom scrolling. “Man, I hate these pesky ads” as he continued looking through reels of dog memes and funny accidents.

He started feeling tired so he got up from the sofa and made his way to his kitchen to get something to eat. What he failed to realize was — he wasn’t actually walking

As he “walked” past his living room mirror, he saw a glimpse of himself but what shocked him was his feet weren’t touching the ground at all. He dropped most of what he had been carrying to put away

“Whaaat the fuuu..” he exclaimed as he saw himself floating in mid-air. “This can’t be real…I-I’m just tired that’s all” he said worryingly closing his eyes. As he did, he floated back down to the floor as he felt the wood touch his feet.

“No way that could’ve been real” he said as he remembered he clicked “Flight” as one of the superhero options on that ad earlier

“Okay okay that might’ve just been a hallucination, breathe Clark” he said. But to fully dispel his worries, he thought of trying to lift the sofa to be sure the “Super Strength” didn’t apply.

Boy was he in for a trip.

As he positioned himself beside his sofa to try and lift it, it actually budged as if it were just made of a sheet of paper. What previously took him effort with a friend to even get into his apartment was now above his head with just one hand and with almost zero effort

“Ho—ho-okay this can’t be fucking real” Clark said with the sofa hoisted above him almost touching the ceiling. He then lowered it back down to make sure he doesn’t damage anything. He thought that if he now had that kind of strength, one wrong move would easily destroy anything

And that’s when his clothes practically exploded

With loud rips, his clothes practically exploded and tore off his body — why? — because it was as if massive muscles just piled up onto his frame without warning

His shirt and hoodie couldn’t have expected his entire torso to just suddenly pack on pounds of pure muscle mass — thick pillowy pecs, biceps as big as his head, an impossibly wide shoulders and back, 8-pack abs, and all supported by the most powerful set of legs that were now damaging his floor

“FUCK what the absolute FUCK!” He shouted as the rush of his body expanding that much was surprising as the past two powers

He looked down and decided to tear off the torn up fabric off his body to take a better look

As he got whatever was left of his shirt, hoodie, and joggers off his body (with incredible ease), he finally got to see his body in its newfound glory

First, he really couldn’t see much downwards as his heaving chest was now blocking the view. He instinctively gave them a flex and saw how thick and far they went as they bounced.

Second, he felt up his new arms that were now futher away from each other. He felt up the bicep that he couldn’t even wrap his new massive hand around and felt up every ridge and vein that was now there

Third, he propped up his shoulders and back feeling up the new wingspan. He guessed he would at least be double the previous width he was just a few minutes ago with how his lats were pushing his arms out and his shoulders being capped by bowling balls

Fourth, he finally peered down to look at his legs. This thighs alone were bigger than his previous waistline with all the muscle mass stuffed in there

“Fuck man, this can’t be happening for real can it?” He said as he flexed a bicep in the mirrors direction, catching it ball up as big as his head

As he walked to the window he couldn’t feel the floor again. “Might as well take this out on a test run” Clark said as he flew out of his apartment

As he zipped through the sky, he decided on landing just down on the street of his apartment building to test out his new muscles and strength

People on the sidewalk were shocked to find a man with barely enough clothes just land heroically out of nowhere.

Clark then tried lifting up a parked car on the road. Much to his excitement and wonder, the car weighed nothing more than a feather as he hoisted it above him like the sofa in his living room.

Unbenknownst to him while being distracted by his new powers, everyone got their phones out and was recording the behemoth lifting up a car with one hand.

Unbenknownst to him as well, he was lifting the car so high up because everyone stood only up to his lower pec height. He didn’t manage to check how the ad also affected his height as he towered over everyone on the street

“This is gonna be great” Clark said to himself as he put the car back down and flew off, leaving a crater on the road where he launched himself — “gotta go back and install that game” he said as he flew back to his apartment.

Epilogue

Clark, now alias Goliath, was back in his apartment after a long day fighting crime in the city as he doom scrolled his way through social media again having a bit of difficulty with the size of his phone versus the size of his hands

See, after downloading the game, he made more specific modifications to his superhero avatar — all for the better he thought — now being twice or thrice the size he previously was with just the ad version of the game.

“I guess some ads aren’t all that pesky, heh” he laughed to himself bouncing his now massive pecs.

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Credit to the owner of the first photo who’s also on here. Sorry the moment I saw it, I knew I had to make a story out of it.