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BIG CONNOR

He couldn't tell what was louder, the pounding bass in his headphones or the pounding of his heart as he felt another growth spurt coming on.

He let out a low groan as he felt his muscles swell with pure power. He used to think there was some way to trigger it, either through his workouts, or jerking off (or not jerking off), but the growth spurts never triggered. They were completely random. It was like his body was hard wired to keep getting wider, thicker, bigger, to GROW, and he was just along for the ride.

A pleasurable burning sensation spread though his body as his skin tried its best to keep up with the copious amount of mass being added to his frame. He bounced his pecs once before letting out a moan. While every part of his body was freakish, shoulders as big and hard as cannonballs, traps threatening to overtake his neck, and biceps just begging to add another inch, his pecs were clearly the standout. Just flexing the twin mountains, making them as hard as steel, was enough to send him into a frenzy. His cock throbbed as his heart pumped even harder to push more testosterone filled blood into his muscles.

He grabbed his phone out of his pocket, wanting to capture a memory from each growth spurt he had, to keep a record of his rapid mutation. He felt his bicep press up against his forearm and his pec as he got his phone in the right position. There was no room, but none of his muscles wanted to give up space, leaving to an overwhelming feeling of pleasure as his muscles pressed up against each other.

He snapped a couple of pics, and got a video of the last few seconds of the growth spurt, letting out a moan as it ended. He panted, his body covered with a sheen of sweat, as he came down from the high of growing so fast. His skin started to itch as it desperately tried to recover from the stretching and get ready for the next time his muscles would grow. As his heart stopped pounding, he realized that his headphones had been off the whole time. He wasn't listening to any music at all, only the sound of his own body growing.