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Maxwell Biggerman: Cop of the Year

Max Biggerman, one of the tenured cops of New York, was on his regular rounds around his section of the city.

Max wasn’t exactly the poster-image of the perfect cop but his record and reputation walked into the room before he even got in. With over 20 years of dedicated service to the precinct, what would you expect? But, now that he was 43, all the donuts throughout all those years have caught up to him.

His weight and cholesterol have been pulling his performance down a few notches and the captain had assigned him to do regular rounds — both following that he knows what to look out for and so that he could get some exercise.

“Calling for backup on 107 and 32nd, we got a big group” Max heard over on his radio “On my way” he replied.

As he got to the scene, it looked to him like it was a drug bust. What perplexed him was it wasn’t normal for these things to happen in broad daylight.

“What do we have here?” Max asked one of the lieutenants handcuffing some of the suspects “Just a regular bust sir, though we assume they tried hiding this in daylight to avoid suspicion” the lieutenant replied. “I’m new to this sort of thing Max, mind if you take over logging in evidence?” the lieutenant asked. “Sure but you owe me a dozen donuts when we get back” Max said jokingly

As they brought over the suspects’ cars over to the precinct for further inspection and cleaning, Max collected each item from their cars. “What were these guys trying to do? Mix up a cocktail or something?” he said.

As he reached in again into the cushions of the cars he immediately winced in pain

As it turned out, one of the suspects purposefully hid one of the syringes into the backseat. “WHAT THE HELL!” Max shouted as the syringe deposited its remaining contents into his bloodstream

“Fuck, gotta get this checked stat” he said as he rushed back inside the precinct to get first aid. Luckily some of the rookies were trained in some first aid. He stayed in the precinct for hours to see if the syringe had an impact on him or anything, luckily for him again nothing happened (for now) but the captain told him to get checked at the hospital first thing tomorrow.

It was already late when he finally got home but he couldn’t stop thinking about that syringe. “Damn it, what could’ve been in there?!” he wondered as he inspected his hand again. “Thankfully I don’t feel anything” he said but promised himself to get to the hospital tomorrow morning

As he laid in bed to get ready to sleep, he then started feeling intense heat and pain

“Okay this must be fucking it then” Max exclaimed as he clutched his pillows tight from the intense pain. The heat his body was generating was making him sweat profusely “GAAAAAAAHHH FUCK!” he continued as he tossed and turned in bed

He reached for the pills he prepared ahead of time on his nightstand and drank as much as he could — he assumed it would help him ease any pain he’d encounter if the syringe did anything to him at night.

It got to a point where his body just gave up and caused him to quickly pass out

What was interesting was the contents of the syringe was really just a junkie’s own concoction but pairing that with years of donuts, a (very) high cholesterol and fat storage, and the meds Max took, that all resulted into something new altogether.

As he was passed out on the bed, the changes started occuring like clockwork throughout the night.

First, his body started deflating. Years of accumulated fat started melting away from his body through his sweat until he was barely recognizable.

Second, his body started slowly creeping longer vertically. Over the course of 5 hours, his body stretched from his 5’10” to a commanding 6’5”. Thankfully the clothes he had on were big enough to cover him up, following they were all 3XL and all.

Third and finally, the major changes started manifesting just before sunrise. The amount of fat he’d lost came back 3X stronger in the form of pure rock hard muscle

His once flabby arms were now absolute cannons, thankfully he had a gun owner’s permit for being a cop. Each bicep were as big, if not bigger, than his own head. His pecs were now so obscenely huge that they would block his view downwards while rested. The deep valley they made practically stretching the shirt fabric to their limits. His neck practically packed on so much muscle that it flared a bit wider than his now chiseled jaw

His shoulders and back didn’t disappoint either as he now occupied more space of his bed than before.

It was already 6:30AM and his alarm went off. Max woke up with a start as he felt the damp bedsheets. He immediately stood up from bed, getting virtigo in the process.

As he got his bearings, that’s when he finally saw what had happened to him

“N-no this can’t be real” he said as he looked down and saw nothing but his shirt - his pecs stretching the fabric so far out that he couldn’t see his feet. Something only his stomach would’ve done before

Max continued and felt up his chest only to be met with 8 cobblestone abs and a deep crevasse that lined his now prominent pectorals.

After that realization he rushed to his mirror to see things more clearly

In the mirror stood a man he couldn’t recognize at all — it wasn’t him per se. The man in the mirror no longer had the weight of a thousand bear claws and beaver tails and cups of coffee, the man he saw was practically perfect in every way and then some.

“This can’t be me can it?!” He exclaimed as he raised an arm to flex. The man in the mirror followed suit. The bicep he flexed now in full view “Jeez that’s a gun violation right there” he said as he gawked at the sheer size of it

“Shit what’re the boys and the chief gonna say about this when I enter looking like an absolute behemoth” he said as he continued inspecting his now massive physique. He had so much energy that he felt like he could run a marathon “God, look at me thinking I could run a marathon” Max exclaimed as he felt how light on his feet he was — all thanks to his now massive tree trunk legs.

As he got ready for work, he tried on his uniform. He was afraid it wouldn’t fit him but luckily it did “Thank God I wore a 4XL uniform” he said as he barely could fit his arms in and close the buttons. Unfortunately his pants didn’t fit so he had to settle for the uniform shorts

At the precinct, all eyes were practically glued onto him with jaws all on the floor. Not everyday you get a man that had to duck and pivot to get inside

“Hey fellas, I’m looking for the captain. Anyone seen him around?” Max asked some of the policemen there. All of them shaking and staring in fear and bewilderment. “He’s in his office” one of them finally replied.

“Ah Biggerman, you done visiting the hospital after yesterday’s fiasco?” the captain said before looking up from his paperwork. “Not yet I’m afraid, something came up” Max replied. “Well I told you to go there fir— HOLY SHIT WHAT HAPPENED?!” The captain exclaimed as he looked up to the new and improved Max. “Growth spurt chief. Can I ask if I could get the case files from yestersay? Wanted to figure *this* out myself” he said gesturing at his bicep that was struggling with the 4XL sleeve

“Here be my guest man, take all the time you need” the chief replied “Be sure to still get checked alright, I don’t want this precinct to be liable for creating The Hulk”

“Got it boss” Max replied back holding the case files

Max made his way out of the office immediately after getting the files to check who the suspects were and what they were mixing and concocting

Max went on to discover the total sting operation by uncovering a cult trying to genetically force their way into superhero-hood via a special mix of chems that would’ve altered a person’s physicality (and libido). Unfortunately their work ended up being inconclusive until Max.

Max went on to eventually get named Cop of the Year by the chief for uncovering the entire operation but he’s thankful that he now had Max, the absolute unit of a man of precinct 7 on the job to make the city safe

“No this can’t be right, the Mr. Glenn I knew was just the same height, if not just over a few inches taller than myself” Mr. Shaw replied back at the looming giant in his store

“Mr. Shaw for the 3rd time it’s ME, Glenn! I just had a suit made here in your shop a few months ago” Glenn replied at the tiny tailor

“But that couldn’t be possible, you’re telling me you’re the same person when you’re at least twice the height and by all means over 50 times more massive” Mr. Shaw replied bewilderingly

“I got a growth spurt. Second puberty was what the docs called it. Guess it hit me like an oil tanker HAHA” Glenn replied feeling his laughter vibrate the entire shop

“Well alright then, let’s see if I can’t suit you up again” Mr. Shaw replied with a gulp

“Sweet Baby Jeez his arm circumference alone is more than my own head” Mr. Shaw thought to himself “How could any man get this big all of a sudden? Mr. Glenn was nearly as rail thin as me a few months back, how can he get back here with a pair of pecs I could hide in from the rain?”

“All measured up son. Now go on ahead and get dressed before you choose the fabrics” Mr. Shaw gestured at Glenn

“Mr. Shaw mind if you share my arm size? I’ve been keeping a mental note” Glenn said as he put on his 5XL shirt

“46 inches round” Mr. Shaw replied

“That’s an additional 4 inches from just 3 days ago! At this rate I’m gonna be coming back here every other week!” Glenn replied in excitement

“Hmm might need to increase pec size by another 10%” Nathan said as he ran his hands through his perfect 8 pack abs

Nathan recently got a hold of the BodyMod app on his phon luckily before it got shot down by The Store for data privacy issues

He wanted to just alter some of his photos to see what he’d look like if he had a different hairstyle, if he had a beard, etc. and the app promised to be able to generate it with some new AI tools to really make it more realistic and immersive

As Nathan registered an account and ran through the app, he was perplexed to see that it already had his biometrics and vitals “now that can’t be right. I guess that’s what the data privacy lawsuits were about” he said as he ran through the data

As he ran through the app, he started noticing that each section had sliders. Out of curiosity he slid the height slider from 5’10” to 6’5” and pressed apply. Almost instantly and by magic, he felt his entire body stretch out to match the new metric “OH SHIT IT WORKS?!” he screamed as he immediately stood up to check, almost getting virtigo in the process.

“Yeah man — ever since that accident I’ve never felt better in my life” Trevor replied back to you with his entire massive body on full display

Trevor used to be a scientist at the local testing labs in the neighborhood — they ran a lot of tests that range from hypothetical to even final-stage human testing.

They were running an experiment on mice that would have enabled to completely inhibit myostatin and enhance all of the effects of that inhibition, one of which was enabling muscles to grow without a natural limit.

Trevor was one of the scientists that was in-charge of cleaning out the test vials and accidentally dropped an entire rack of them to the lab floor which caused all the liquid chemicals to mix and emit a strong vapor. Fortunately only Trevor was inside but that meant he inhaled practically all of it. He was placed on monitoring since then.

Now, he practically lives in his makeshift home gym with nothing but working out on his mind “ever since inhaling all of those combined liquids, I’ve been gaining muscle mass with the smallest amount of effort. Literally lifting 5lbs gave me x5 of that in mass” he says as he flexes a bicep the size of your head

“A bit of lifting here and there y’know?” David said to you as he showed off his new home gym in his garage shirtless

You can see each muscle of his move and twitch with every movement he made. How his bicep would flex from a hand gesture or how his pecs would bounce from a simple chuckle

“You MUST tell me your secret” you reply back to him

“I’ll let you in but maybe after a quick session with me first. What’d you say?”

You pant heavily as the heat finally subsided “damn what a rush” as you slump on your now tiny bed. Your clothes practically in tatters on the bedroom floor with only your underwear somehow managing to stay on.

It was just last week where you found a random ad that promised to ‘bring you to your peak physical form’ with a bunch of before-and-after photos of men and women who didn’t look like each other at all. Like the before showing an old frail man and the after being a behemoth of a DILF that looked like he could snap the before guy in half.

It was just yesterday when you heard the moving van of the neighbors’ son. “Oh so he’s back home” you said as you peered through your curtains

As you readied for your usual morning jog, you passed by their house and saw their garage door open. What you saw inside was someone you weren’t used to seeing moving gym equipment around

“Good morning Mr. Fletcher!” you heard coming out of the garage in a low commanding tone. You stop as you saw the behemoth walk up to greet you. It was Timmy, the neighbors’ kid but gone was the thin boy that used to mow your lawn over summer, this man looked like he could bench press a truck with one arm

“Hi Tim! Great to see you’re back!” you said nervously “how does a kid get that big in just 4 years in college?!” you thought to yourself as you continued on your way

Hiro sat on the bench as he watched his team go on to victory without even having had stepped foot in the diamond today.

Cosch had promised Hiro that he’d be able to play the game today versus their rival school team - the Jets - but he got assigned as a bench warmer instead

“I’m sorry son but I needed someone with strength out there today to pull off a miracle” coach told him

As much as Hiro had the skill and stamina, he did admit that he wasn’t that strong of a swing. Having accepted the fact, he sat on the bench sulking.

As the team went back to celebrate, Hiro was left alone on the benches. The others did invite him off to celebrate but he chose to stay behind and fix his things first. Unbenknownst to his teammates, he was deeply disappointed at what had happened.

To make himself feel better, he went to the nearby vending machine to catch a quick snack before leaving. “I might as well get something out of today” he said as he chose through the selection

He eventually settled on a protein bar — their coach always made sure the machine near the team was stocked with it to help the players’ diets.

“Huh, this one’s new” Hiro said “Mighty Bar? Never heard of it before” as he saw it fall to the chute below. “Hope this’ll give me a bit of energy after today” he continued

He went ahead and sat behind the bleachers to eat the bar before heading out - he didn’t want anyone to see him sulking

“Can’t believe I went through all that training over the summer just for coach to put me on the sidelines” Hiro complained

“Coach just wants someone strong enough to hit home runs versus the skillset I have” he continued as he ate through the bar

“I’ll show him, I’ll start actually training for strength and size versus agility, that’s a plan!” he said angrily as he finished the bar

After a few minutes of complaining and eating, he started feeling severe cramps in his stomach - the kind that would be unbearable

He hurriedly checked the ingrediets of the bar if it had anything to do with the cramps “what’s even in this thing?!” He said as he clutched at his stomach, he angrily crumpled up the wrapper and threw it to the floor as he knelt in pain

The pain was so intense that he couldn’t even open his eyes from wincing. That’s when the bar started doing its thing

Almost in an instant, his body started growing

Everything about him started getting bigger. He didn’t notice because the pain kept him from seeing the changes.

His body started getting taller. His already somewhat impressive height of 5’ 11” started stretching until it landed on 6’4”

As the pain kept getting worse, his body started growing in response

Muscles on his entire body started getting bigger and denser as if they were trained for years like a bodybuilder.

His pecs practically jutted out right infront of him to bust open his shirt with ease. They formed a deep crevasse right in the midde of his chest. His shoulders widened so much so that his shirt gave way on both sides as both boulder shoulders bursted through.

His arms that were trained for baseball were now growing to be as if they were trained for *enhanced* bodybuilding. The muscles inside fighting for space as his biceps and triceps piled on muscle and sinew. They eventually settled to be as big as anyone’s head rested.

His back practically boomed in size as well following his shoulders. His lats alone creating an impossible wingspan and driving the dorito v-look men crave and aspire for.

Finally his legs and core grew massive to support all the weight of his upper half. His core developing the perfect set of abs that continued the valley made by his pecs. His legs turning into almost tree trunks in size and girth. Luckily his pants were made of stretch fabric.

As the pain subsided after what felt like hours (only a few more minutes), Hiro finally got to see what had happened

“This can’t be real” he said as he looked down at arms that looked too foreign to be his. He saw how both arms infront of him were covered in thick veins and muscle

“Impossible!!” he continued while moving his now massive arms. As he looked down a bit more he noticed he couldn’t directly see the floor, his massive pecs were in the way

Hiro felt everything from his arms down to his legs and realized he was so full of energy that he felt like he could run laps around the field “This must’ve been the protein bar from earlier!” he correctly exclaimed

Seeing his shirt in tatters, he ran back to the locker rooms to try and find something to wear before heading home. Luckily he found a shirt beside one of his biggest teammates, Rick. But before changing he inspected himself in the mirror

Standing infront of him was still him but as he saw from his own persoective, it was a much MUCH bigger version of himself

All of his muscles pumped and massive as he flexed each and every muscle group. He felt up his pec shelf with his now massive hands and felt how big and strong the muscles now were “I bet coach would love to see this giving him home runs” he said as he flexed both biceps, both of which were almost bigger than his own head

“Better get changed” Hiro said as he made for Rick’s uniform. Rick, as he knew him, was the biggest player they had on the team so he hoped the clothes would fit

Luckily for him the pants he had still fit him but Rick’s shirt, as he came to realize, was too small to even close. “Damn I’m too big” he said with excitement

He still put the shirt on but he couldn’t close it from the front due to his massive shoulders and pecs

Hiro now walked back out on the field but before heading home he felt the energy in him spike “might as well try these new muscles out”

He prepared the automatic practice ball shooter. He picked up his baseball bat and primed himself on the plate. “I can’t believe how light this thing is now” he said as he swung the bat with ease

After a few seconds the first ball shot his way

As the ball came his way, he swung with all his new might and strength. His muscles all tensed as the ball connected with the bat.

He expected that he’d at least be able to hit the ball for what would be a home run. What really happened was because he swung with full force, the ball didn’t shoot upwards into the stands. Instead, the ball flew back in a straight line from where he stood and hit the wall on the other end of the field. From where he stood he could only make out one thing, a big hole had formed where the ball hit “well, that didn’t go how I thought it would” Hiro said as he saw his bat had a clear burn mark from where he hit the ball

He ran to the practice shooter to turn it off, ran to get his stuff and made his way home

As he got home, he bolted for his room and took a shower to get rid of the dirt

After a quick shower back home, he laid down on his bed and felt up his massive muscles again. The bed screeching from the new size and weight for the person who now owned it.

“I wonder if I could get more of those bars” he said as he cupped his new pec shelf and flexed a head-sized bicep

“Coach better be ready for his new star player” Hiro continued as he chuckled and turned on the TV.

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Thanks for reading! Sorry if I post late but I just really post these things for fun and if my ADHD kicks in to focus on making the images and writing the full story

Ron just came back from the latest mission where he, once again, had to be the bait so that Kim could do her thing and save the day.

“Man am I exhausted” he said as he walked into his messy room. He laid on his bed to rest up before having to get ready for bed

Ron looked absolutely exhausted and could barely move a muscle from all the running and dodging he had to do to get past some of the henchmen.

See he was given two tasks - distract the guards and try and take back as many of the stolen tech as he could carry. Lucky for him most of the tech were small gadgets - rayguns, spy glasses, etc.

While at the secret hideout, he ran through the base yelling at the top of his lungs “I don’t think this is a good idea!!” he said as he ran around to get the guards’ attention. Lucky for him, he found a quick hiding spot as Kim snuck her way inside.

Ron managed to get inside after a few minutes and bag most of the gadgets while the guards were busy outside looking for him.

At the end of the day, the bad guys got what was coming for them and both him and Kim saved the day again. He turned over the gadgets that were stores in his backpack to the local enforcers to have them handle the rest from there.

Back in his room, Ron now mustered up the energy to tidy up his room and start changing to get ready to go to bed. After that, he rummaged through his backpack to clean it out and ready it for tomorrow.

After pulling out some books, he noticed a ring that he wasn’t able to turn over to the police

“Shoot! Missed one!” He said “I guess I could turn this over tomorrow but I wonder what this is?”

He pulled up the mission log and checked the list of stolen tech that was part of his duties to recover. Running down the list, he saw it listed as theMolecular Muscle Enhancer Ring. “Used to increase overall strength and size of your henchmen to ensure utmost safety and security” he read aloud

“Shouldn’t really mess with this” he said. After a few minutes of thinking though, he thought he’d try it out for himself. “What’s a little added security for the team am I right?”

Ron really had dreams of being able to self-sustain or even lead some of the missions he and Kim would go on but he never really had the athleticism or physicality for the job, unlike Kim who could summer sault and land a high kick to the face. “Shouldn’t hurt, I hope” he said as he inspected the ring further.

He stood infront of his mirror and slid the ring on. Initially it didn’t work but after a few minutes of checking the mechanisms on it, he figured he had to twist it for it to activate.

Almost immediately after twisting it, it did what it was described to do. It started right where he had the ring - his hands and arms

Right then and there his arms started inflating like balloons. His arms packed on muscle on top of muscle to the point that his shirt sleeves were stretched to their limits. He acted quickly and rolled them up before they could tear through the fabric.

He caught himself in the mirror, he was amazed by the sight. His arms looked like they belonged on a bodybuilder with huge forearms and biceps most would be jealous of. He tried flexing to see the muscle rise, “with guns like these, I’m sure I could fight some of the bad guys instead of running away as a distraction” he continued while still gawking at his huge arms.

He checked the ring again to see if it was reacting in any way to the changes. After a thorough inspection, he saw that the ring had levels and he only turned it up by a fraction of what it was capable of.

“I wonder what’ll happen if I twist it all the way?” He said as he was already twisting it more - his body gradually gaining more muscle with every move he made with it

He could feel every sensation imaginable as he twisted the ring to its maximum limit.

If he had to describe it, it felt as if he was being inflated with air. Much how like a basketball gets inflated, it starts out really soft and malleable but ends up being tough and hard once it reached its intended shape.

“This is gonna be great for missions” he said as his body packed on more and more muscle. Once he hit the limit, he looked down at his body in awe

First, he noticed his point of view was now significantly higher as compared to before “must’ve gained some height” he said

He then started feeling up the sensations of his now muscle-bound physique. No longer a thin man, everything now felt tight - as if his movement was restricted by something. He raised an arm and saw what was causing it, it was himself and his arm that could nearly be as thick as his (old) waistline

He inspected his arm and saw it was now nearly 3-4x the size he was used to and absolutely packed tight with rock hard muscle and veins. He tried feeling them up with his now thicker hands and felt how solid they were. With just a minor flex they were already rising into a ball and were as hard as steel. What more if he really exerted effort.

He tried looking down to see what else got changed and he couldn’t see anything — his pecs were blocking his view almost completely “Man, can’t see past my pecs” Ron said as he flexed his chest and saw the mounds of muscle respond by jumping

He saw his shirt was now already in complete tatters so without thinking, he pulled the entire thing off in one solid motion “didn’t think the fabric would be that easy to rip off” he added as he assumed his strength also multiplied ten-fold alongside his physique

He could now feel the air in his bedroom as the transformation also gave off heat. His body started sweating to compensate and cool off.

Now with his shirt gone, he could now clearly see his torso in the mirror.

Just like his arms, his entire torso matched their size and strength. The oecs he flexed earlier were massive and were jutting out by more than an inch from his body and created the perfect divide in between. What surprised him though is his chest now sported hair, something he never had before nor was it part of their family genetics “Not even dad has this kind of dusting” he said as he felt up the muscle in his chest. Feeling his massive bicep brush against his torso sent shivers down his now massive back and spine

He felt up his stomach and relished how solid the abs were. “Didn’t have this before! Could have had this in handy when that one guy kicked me in the stomach, now I think not even a baseball bat would make a dent in these” he said as he tensed his now solid 8 pack abs

He went on to inspect the rest of himself in the mirror as the night went on - massive wide back, boulder shoulders, lats that could eclipse a person, and legs that could support a cars’ weight

Checking himself in the mirror, he also saw the ring had changed his face a bit. Gone were his boyish charms, the person looking at the mirror looked like one of the henchmen he ran away from

“This can’t be me” he said as he inspected his now lantern jaw and stubble. “I can’t believe this all came from the ring” he said as he looked at it as if to say thanks for the technology

“Can’t wait to test run this version of me out on the field!” He said as he posed in front of the mirror again giving a double bicep pose — at full effort it looked like his biceps alone were the same size as his now-handsome head

Just then his beeper went off - it notified him of an urgent mission again, this time downtown, another group of robbers were trying to hit the local tech giant company.

He ran for his closet to try and put on another shirt and bolted out the door. Luckily his parents were already asleep so he didn’t have to explain why there was now a 6 foot 8 in behemoth of a man bolting through their household

Ron rappelled down the side of the building to try and reach the breached floors. Previously he would’ve had difficulty in maneuvering this equipment but his newfound strength and stamina did all the work

His muscles bulged and flexed with every movement as he scaled down the building. The intruders just on the next floor below. He paused and talked over to Kim who was waiting for him at the roof, not knowing Ron was already about to engage.

“Ron where are you? I’m waiting for you so we can hatch a distraction plan again to sneak in and catch them by surprise” Kim said

“Already on it” Ron replied

“What do you mean you’re already on it?! Don’t go in there alone without me, we know you can’t handle this many henchmen!” Kim scolded

“Oh don’t worry, I think this time I can manage muscling my way through” Ron replied as he kicked the glass down and charged straight for the robbers, each forceful step almost vibrating the floor.

After an hour the coast was clear and Kim finally saw what Ron meant by ‘muscling his way through’ — “Ron! How did you even get to this size? Don’t tell me you got exposed to something before without telling me?” She said

Ron could only flex his bicep again and confidently reply back “I guess we won’t need that many distraction tactics anytime soon with this amount of brawn” as Kim just shrugged it off and took note of trying to fix Ron before the weekend is over in her logbook

“You’ve got until this weekend” Kim told him “That’s plenty enough time to work this out” Ron said as he bounced his pecs, their heft clearly noticeable through the skintight shirt

Ron went ahead home excited for the days to follow as he adjusted into his new life as a main hero and no longer a sidekick

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Enjoy! Heavily influenced by the infamous episode of Kim Possible - Ron The Man. I don’t think I need to describe what that episode is to everyone

Comet, as he was known, was your run of the mill superhero and all-around good guy ensuring safety and order in his neck of the woods but he was’t always this massive unit of a man a few months ago - no, he was almost practically the complete opposite if not for being at the right place at the right time.

Here’s the origin story of Comet, or should I say, Corey Smith the former astronomy professor that would soon become the huge superhero we know today

Corey was out camping in the forest as he was looking at the sky through his telescope. As an astronomy professor and scientist, he wanted to study a bit more but needed to be out on field to be able to see the stars better. The forest was the best place he could be in as there was no light pollution blocking out the view.

By around 11PM, as he was looking through the constellations that made up the astrology signs, he saw a shooting star

Now, shooting stars were almost common sightings as they were small fragments that would wisp through the atmoshphere and burn due to the friction causing a brilliant streak of light crossing the sky. Other times they’d be actual comets that would visit the Earth every other decade. He brushed the sighting off as a regular occurence.

Now he was as much as he was an astronomy professor, he wasn’t the best at being so self-aware because that same streak of light was practically heading right at him

Out of fear and panic, he ran to his tent for shelter. Not like that would save him from a potential collision course with a comet or asteroid. Then just right after, he heard a loud BOOM as the soil beneath him shook due to the force of the impact.

As he felt like everything was safe, he went outside his tent and saw the impact crater a few meters away. Out of curiosity he went ahead to inspect the site

As he peered down the crater, he saw a comet alright however some things were off about this particular stone

As anyone would expect, a comet would be: (1) extremely hot, (2) be small due to the friction with the atmosphere burning away its layers, and (3) shouldn’t be glowing yellow-ish gold. As he saw it, this particular one didn’t check a single box.

It was roughly the size of a beach ball, was giving off a warm cozy-esque type of heat, and WAS glowing gold. He was practically mesmerized by the sight of it seeing that it could potentially be something that could advance his professional career in astronomy. So, without thinking, he cautiously moved forward to touch it and bring it home for study

“This is gonna get me to NASA-fame for sure!” Corey exclaimed as he touched the space-borne stone. He tried pushing it with all his might but it wouldn’t budge “musn’t be as porous as I would’ve expected or else it wouldn’t have been able to survive the landing” he said as he realized the stone was heavier than it looked. Even with his entire bodyweight pressing on it, it didn’t even shake.

However, he didn’t expect what happened next. The glow from the stone transferred to his hands - as if clinging to the next thing it could find. It shone a brilliant gold in his hands.

As the glow transferred, he saw the stone gradually become dull, as if a night light got shut off. Now, Corey didn’t panic this time, this time he was curious about the substance that was now attached to his palms and fingers.

It didn’t feel like anything, it was really just as if he had flashlights for hands. “This is amazing, I’ve got to document this” he said as he stood up and practically ran for his phone in his tent

Before he could even reach for his phone, the glow in his hands started moving. It looked like he was performing some kind of spell that you see from magic in movies

“Fascinating” Corey said with a sense of bewilderment. Not everyday your hands start glowing from a space-borne comet right?

“I’ve got to know what this is” he added. As he played with the golden light from his hands, that’s when the light started making its changes to its new human host

A faint blue glow started flickering all around his body as the light started working its “magic”

irstly, Corey’s brown hair started slowly losing its color. He could feel a tingling sensation on his scalp as the changes went on. His brown hair started getting more golden blonde strand by strand. Almost practically the same color as the light itself.

Second, Corey immediately felt a bit dizzy as his vision partially blurred, the same symptoms as mild virtigo or the sensation you get after standing up too fast. What he didn’t realize was that his body gained almost an additional foot in total height. Corey went from 5’ 9” to a massive 6’ 7” - practically the same height as basketball players or scandanavians

And finally third, accompanying his height, his body started filling out his baggy night gear with mass. Practically every part of him started filling out with muscles. His shoulders and arms alone stretching the fabric of his shirt and coat looking like he worked out for as a pass time instead of reading astronomy books. His chest was now pulling at the buttons of his shirt, threatening them to pop off at any moment. His legs also gained significant mass to support all of his new height and weight. His quads and calves practically stretching out his pants to their limits.

And that’s when things got put into high gear as the blue glow turned into streaks of what looked like lightning. With some pain now he couldn’t help but shout into the night as he started bursting out of his clothes

Corey practically roared as his entire body shot through all of his clothes as the transformation was now a bit more instant than gradual

His hair now completely golden blonde was now attached to a man that still looked like Corey but as if he was shot with 100 doses of pure testosterone. His face now exuded the perfect visage of manliness with percected bone structure and manly features that would make any other man jealous. He now even sported facial hair to really drive the point across.

His entire torso broke free from the confines of his shirt and jacket now showing off the pure mass of his entire torso and heft of his arms.

His pecs were now jutting far from his body. They looked like the pecs you’d see on superman or thor. Below them, he now sported 8 bricks of solid abs that looked like they were carved from stone.

He was now roughly twice his original width as his shoulders and back exploded with mass and sinew to emphasize his physique. Attached to those shoulders were now massive arms - thick biceps, triceps, and forearms that could punch a hole in a wall with ease.

Below him, his legs were now free from the confines of his pants as they burst through the fabric. They now looked like tree trunks, fitting to match his entire upper half.

As the effects subsided and the glow went away, Corey felt extremely energized “what the fuck was that?” He said, panting as if exhausted

Only when the night breeze hit him did he realize his clothes were now in tatters. He looked down to inspect and was shocked with what he saw.

First off though he only saw mounds of flesh - his pecs - obstructing his view to the ground. “This can’t be real can it?” He said as he felt his stomach, his now strong thick hands gliding through the ridges of his abs

As he did so, he thought it was weird that his hands were now covering a wider area than before. That’s when he noticed his arms as he struggled trying to inspect his hands.

His biceps tensed up and formed a massive ball that completely blocked his ability to bend his arm. As he tried, he unknowingly flexed the bicep. He saw hoe there was now a massive vein supplying his arm as he pumped it up and down reveling at the sight “damn these are huge” he said as he inspected both arms.

“I assume I’m about 3x my original size right now but everything feels incredibly light for the size and mass” Corey said. He looked down and saw, his legs weren’t touching the ground anymore

Corey realized he was floating off the ground, something as an astronomy professor he thought wouldn’t even be possible with Earth’s gravity, and yet there he was floating

He then realized he could control it, with a little bit of quick practice that is. He zipped through the sky as he flew through the forest he wae camping in and felt the wind hit his face. The first thing he thought of as he could control the flight was to get back home and test out what else could be new or have changed.

As he landed, he packed up his things. He went back for the comet that now lay cold in its crater. Knowing that it wouldn’t budge before, he reached for it again “maybe with these new bulging biceps it would budge” he said as he flexed his arms before trying to reach for the stone.

Expecting to exert the same amount of effort as earlier, he bent down and placed both hands at its base and pulled. To his surprise it was now light, lighter than tissue even “oh come on, NOW you become liftable?” He said.

Sensing that the glow from earlier was really what was responsible for its weight and doubting its lightness, he dropped it out of his hands to see if it would crumble on the ground. To his surprise, the comet landed with a loud thud and made a clear hole in the ground — clearly it was still heavy, Corey realized it was him who was now strong, strong enough to be able to lift the stone back up with one hand

“This’ll be fun to test out” he said as he bulged his biceps and pecs reveling at his newfound strength.

He realized he needed to head home to study and analyze what had happened and went for his car. That’s when a devious idea came to mind “what if?” He said as he mischievously grinned while placing a hand under the car

Corey now flew off into the sky with his car in one hand. His research equipment and the comet safely tucked inside. As he did, he saw the muscle and sinew in his arms flex hard as he felt their strength and size while everything felt lighter than paper

He flew through the sky back to his house to know more about his new self “now THIS might make me go beyond NASA”

He realized he wouldn’t need his career that much anymore as he was excited to explore more about his strength, size, and stamina all while holding up a car over his head over the city.

Comet, his chosen superhero name which he named himself after what gave him his powers, now stood as the surperhero protector and symbol of his city. Fighting crime and saving people from harm. At night however, he eventually found out his “stamina” was near endless which was magnificent for his now fianceé as they went at it in bed - him nearly creating a massive hole in the wall on one night.

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Enjoy! This is based off of the movie My Super Ex-Girlfriend where the ex-girlfriend was a a bullied teenager when she came across a comet that ultimately made everything about her hot and gave her superpowers

Rory was out in the mall heading to his usual bookstore to get a blue notebook. “Why does it have to *specifically* be blue anyway?” he told himself as he walked through the hallways

See, Rory’s literature professor specifically instructed them to get a blue notebook for their next class. An inexpensive one so that they could hand it over for grading homework.

As he walked through, he came across a new bookstore just around the next corner of the mall. It wasn’t the same bookstore chain as he was used to but it did have a sign out front that it opened a few days ago and that they had a special 1-week sale on stationary. He peered inside and checked if they had blue notebooks he could get since he was already there.

As he ran through the selection of notebooks on the shelf, one in particular caught his eye - a blue notebook, just as the professor said, but this one was covered in a leather-like material and was hardbound.

It was the only blue one that was hardbound and not spiral bound like the rest albeit there being a design on the front with the letter ‘M’ on it. When he checked and compared the price with the others, he saw it was part of the sale and it was cheaper. Without an additional thought, he picked it up and brought it to the counter.

“Oh good for you! You found the last one on sale of this brand” the store clerk told him. “Must be my lucky day then!” Rory replied. “Oh it sure is! Be sure to write as clear as possible now” the clerk replied as he packed the purchase up. “Sorry, did you say ‘as clear as possible’? What did you mean by that” Rory replied back. “Oh you must’ve misheard, I said be back as soon as possible! We have another sale but on books next week!” the clerk responded.

Rory just shrugged it off and headed out to get home to work on his literature homework.

The literature professor gave them an easy enough assignment, create a short story that depicts a perfect utopia. He wanted each student to share that across in class to discuss how each person had their own version of a utopia and use that as a conversation on how writers would often either exaggerate or depict perfection.

So, Rory took out his new notebook and started writing.

“It was a sunny morning on the first day of May. Spring had just started transitioning to Summer as the sky was perfect and the wind was still bringing in cool air. Inside his room, Jack sat in his pristine white room enjoying the morning having just woken up…” Rory wrote as he planned to write just 2-3 paragraphs.

What he didn’t realize was that the descriptions that he wrote down started applying in the real world

The dark sky outside quickly turned into morning as the sun shone across his neighbors’ houses. “I-it was just 8:30PM, how could it already be morning?!” He said frantically. Then, after just a few bewildered blinks, the walls in his room transitioned from blue to white in an instant “n-n-no way” he exclaimed as the change to white just about blinded his vision.

As he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, he failed to notice that the notebook he was just using started faintly glowing as if it registered the descriptions he just wrote down

He looked down at the notebook and saw that parts of what he wrote down that define things were now bolder - as if they were rewritten on purpose to make the penmanship thicker.

“It must be this notebook!” Rory shouted in his room. “It must be that shop, I swear that clerk knew something I didn’t! This thing is magic!” he kept saying.

“I wonder what else I can describe then” he said interestedly as he caught himself in his bedroom mirror. “Hmm I wonder but it’s worth a shot”

He stepped closer to the mirror and checked his arm. It was the same old thin pale arm of his alright. But he wondered if he could change that with a simple description in the notebook. “I’ve always wanted to be able to lift my bodyweight, might as well try and see if it works” he said

Rory went ahead and wrote down another line in the notebook on a fresh page. He assumed that he had to be at least a bit more specific to get things right,

“Rory Byrne, age 22, red hair and thin. His right arm was strong and big, as if he had only trained that arm for years in the gym…”

He looked back at himself in the mirror, after just a few blinks again, his description took effect

Right then and there his right arm was exactly what he described. It looked like it belonged to someone else with how completely filled with muscle it was. From shoulder to fingers it looked like the arm of a bodybuilder. Huge bicep, striated deltoids, and obvious veins supplying every fiber.

“Hhhoooh shit” he told himself shocked by his now muscular arm. “it works, this notebook works!!” he continued.

After inspecting his arm, he frantically continued the rest of his description. The past line now looking like someone had written over his handwriting to make it thicker,

“…his entire body was the epitome of strength at it showed off the hard work of an avid gym goer who lifted 50kg dumbbells for warm ups…”

And again, like before, after a few blinks it came to life

His huge arm now looked like it belonged to the body it was attached to as his frame doubled in total width and mass. His shirt in tatters as he failed to describe his shirt stretching to cover up the new sinew.

He was now more shocked by his own reflection, more so than before. His shoulders and back were basically jutting from either side of him. He could feel the wind in areas he wasn’t accustomed before as he now occupied more space.

Add onto that his chest rose and fell as his hesrt rate went up from the shock. “No way these are mine” he said as he inspected his new perfected pecs that were practically jutting out inches from his torso. “I can cup these with my hands” as he went in to feel his now strong and solid chest

His pecs were perfect. The shape was exactly like the ones he saw on superheroes in movies. He sported the perfect divide as well that really showed off their mass

He quickly discovered that he could bounce them with ease. “Hahaha damn they’re big” as he watched them bounce left-right-both-right-left.

He felt further down his torso and was met with a washboard, as he would define it, the perfect set of abs to top off his upper half.

He peered further down and saw his legs practically stretched his pants to their limits as well. Thick thighs and perfect calves fighting for space. Luckily his pants survived the growth spurt

“Let’s see what else this body could do” he said as he tested each muscle group with every pose he could think of. He watched as everything tensed into solid mass and perfection. Flexing his new biceps and seeing how they rose to the size of baseballs, “check out these guns” he said

“Might as well see what else I could change” he said slyly as he sat back down his desk to make some more descriptions about himself

The next day at university

Rory strutted through the hallway. Only thing was this Rory wasn’t the same Rory Byrne that walked the halls yesterday.

Rory Byrne was now a towering 6’ 7” tall man that looked like he just stepped off an IFBB stage. His body sporting over 300lbs of complete muscle mass, his unflexed arm alone being the same width as some of the other students’ waists. His pecs were now so huge that he could barely see his lower half. His shoulders and back could practically eclipse a group of people even.

Rory now also sported the perfect jawline and stubble. It rivaled even those of professional male models, heck, even professional fitness models and influencers.

He kept his hair color because it made him unique among everyone in the school. He knew he was the only red head anyway and he was sure the other students would be able to pick up on that too - as he saw with their shocked expressions as he walked the hallways, people partkng like the red sea to let him pass.

“Hey” “Hi, how are ya?” “Sup” he said as he passed along. His voice now commanding and assertive, a far cry from the pubescent one he had yesterday.

That’s when he locked eyes with Amber, one of the university cheerleaders he always had a crush on.

“Hey Amber, what’s up” Rory asked her “H-h-hi! I haven’t seen you around here before have I? Have we met?” she replied

“Oh, I just transferred, today’s my first day here” Rory replied, clearly lying but he could tell Amber didn’t know the truth either since she never batted an eye to the sole redhead of the school before.

“Oh is that true? I could tour you around if you want. Though you sure are huge, might need to navigate you a bit across the halls” Amber said. “Yeah, I get that a lot, growth spurt before entering college hit me like a truck. Now I can stop one of them with just this” he says as he flexes a massive bicep for Amber

Amber now clearly blushing from the obvious flirting. “Let’s meet at the courtyard in a bit, I can tour you from there. Here’s my number by the way” she said after which she walked away

“Definitely going to be an exciting day ahead” Rory said as he made his way to his locker. Luckily, everyone already started rushing to their classes while he fixed his things. “Luck” here being he described his first class to be in the after lunch, giving him enough time with Amber

He placed the notebook inside his locker as he loaded up Amber’s number in his phone and texted her “see you in a bit!”

“I wonder what else I can describe today” he said as he locked his locker and walked to the courtyard to meet with Amber.

“Amber’s definitely gonna have to get ready for all this man” he said as something snaked down his leg pant in full thick attention

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Thanks for reading. Another story where transformation is based on what you write down in a notebook magically would become reality

To clarify maybe on the series too is that the “experiment” part can either be based on technology or magic. Either way it’s coming from someone else - either from invention or other nefarious purposes