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After transforming himself into the charismatic handsome bodybuilder in all his wet dreams, Andre decides to use the Chronivac to give two passersby a change in perspective! 😉

To make it more fun, the office hotshot becomes puny and weak, while the shy nerd gains more muscle than his clothes can contain 💪🏾

Ah now this is an interesting problem!

One I've seen a couple of times and well... I hate to break it to you but that protein milk has probably been spiked with something. Normal stuff just gives you a boost everywhere as you all well know, sort of like steroids but slower and without as much risk. If it's localised to your chest though... Yeah you've got a batch laced with something else alright.

From what I know of the market it'll take you down one of two routes. The first you'll probably be fine with, mostly. Your chest will stay sensitive and grow more no matter what you do. Could skip chest day all together and you'd still end up with massive sensitive pecs. Huge man tits that bounce whenever you so much as breathe, you get the picture hopefully.

He said the muscle would just “snap into place” after bulking… and then that burger-fueled burp proved him right. 😳💪

One second: stuffed and bloated.

Next second: 10 feet of pure muscle. 🫣

Josh’s “Shrink Blaster” malfunctions, shrinking his 6’7” boyfriend into a 12 inch muscle toy!

At this point, Andre doesn’t even question Josh’s science experiments anymore. 💀✨

Oops… that definitely wasn’t bubble bath. 🫧💙

One magical mistake later and the skinny nerd is suddenly a towering, bearded powerhouse. 40 years of experience overrides the mind and stimulates the body! 🥵

Honestly… not the worst accident ever. 😏💪

No Limits. Just Growth.

"Bro, my brother is like the hunkiest person I've ever met. And I met all his frat bros. There's no way anyone else can match his physique."

"There has to be someone. And that's you."

"Wait, what?"

Tom Holland stumbled into his hotel room, stripping out of his shirt and bow tie after possibly the worst film premiere he’s ever had to endure. As an actor, he was used to sometimes being valued just by his looks. But he never thought he’d run into the director of the next Spider Man film or worse, that he’d ever meet such a critical director.

The new director told him he needed to “grow” more, to “stop being so lean” and that he thought Tom “would look better” for the next film. Apparently when they mean Peter is older in this one, they also mean he’s suddenly a bodybuilder, Tom thought to himself.

But he sighed, ever since that meeting the thought of going to the gym didn’t seem too bad. But there was no way that he was going to be able to do. He flopped down onto his couch after a tired day, rubbing his eyes.

“God, I don’t understand, my body is fine,” muttered Tom in frustration. “No reason for my body to be bigger, I don’t need to grow.” Tom’s pupils dilated as his lips quivered. He wanted to say or do something else but he couldn’t as he suddenly felt a warm energy burning away at him. The photographer’s words echoed in his head:

Grow.

And with it, Tom couldn’t stop the hot feeling surging throughout his feet, where he still had his socks on, he could begin to feel his feet feeling uncomfortably tight within their stretchy confines. The white socks began to bulge and shred slightly as Tom’s own feet started to feel thicker and thicker with every moment. He wanted to get up, to try and see what was going on, or even run away.

“What the hell is-” But as Tom stood up, all those thoughts suddenly erased as he felt an innumerable amount of pleasure from just letting his body be supporting by his behemoth feet, feeling the strength and power that they provide.

His soles continued to lengthen on and on to the point where they tore apart his socks leaving his large and bare size sixteen feet flopping on the ground. Tom panicked, looking down as he tried to move but as soon as he lifted one foot, it fell down. It felt so heavy…so hard to move.

“Oh god. Oh god, what’s happening to me?”

Grow.

“Sto-” Tom’s voice caught in a moan as he heard the deep echoing voice of the photographer reverberate through his mind. As he wondered if he could somehow get out of his, he watched as his own feet started to walk automatically towards his bathroom.

But with every step, a throbbing pleasure filled him as he could start to see his own jeans being pushed to their limit. His calves were growing meticulously thick, bigger and bigger to the point where Tom heard a rip and felt ultimate pleasure flood towards his cock at the feeling of being so big he could rip his clothes. His eyes widened.

“N-No stop- My body-”

Tom grunted as he could feel his thighs receiving the same treatment, growing so large and thick that the two of them almost touched with the way the muscles churned and added to his great hulking legs. His jeans now torn to shreds as his feet forced him to walk to the bathroom where he laid eyes on his own reflection, seeing his hulking body.

“Oh- Oh fuck at least my a-”

Grow.

Tom couldn’t even remember what he was going to say as he felt the next wave of pleasure hitting him, his cock was rock hard now as his own ass inflated and burst through his underwear. His abs that he took so much credit for began to grow deeper as they belonged to a much broader and taller chest. 

His entire back seemed to grow setting him on a new height entirely and to match his massive muscular legs. As his pectorals pushed forward, Tom felt a weight on the front of his chest, both hands falling over towards the bathroom counter as he could see his mirror.

“Fucking feels so fucking good!” grunted Tom as his own arms felt the next wave of growth, much like his own legs, his once thin arms began to bulk up gaining so much mass that it looked like he had been working out for years. “God…please…more!” Tom grunted, his voice deepening all the while as his hands sprawled over the counter, the fingers thickening and lengthening.

Grow.

Tom watched as his own face started to grow slightly, of course it was hard for his already chiselled face to somehow “grow muscular”, but he basked in the feeling of his own face growing larger. His own hair seemed lighter whilst he aged to his thirties, facial hair grew in and seemed to be a regular thing as his features grew even more handsome over his weather beaten skin. But that wasn’t the best part.

His seven inch cock was hard and throbbing as he looked down at it, unable to touch.

Grow.

Tom moaned as he watched his cock begin growing, inch after inch as it lengthened to the point where it grew to be ten inches long and throbbing.

Grow.

Tom felt his cock thickening, girth being added to his already long cock which began to thicken.

Grow.

Tom watched his cock throb and continue to hulk out.

Grow.

Tom wanted to cum.

Grow.

He continued to moan.

Grow.

He came.

Ribbon after ribbon of cum shot out of Tom Holland’s suddenly large cock as he felt himself losing his love and desire for acting, his prowess fading away as he began to feel dumber and dumber. Thoughts of the gym and workouts trickled in where everything else faded away and Tom now knew he belonged in a gym.

Much later, sitting down in the locker room he chugged down his protein shake enjoying the cool taste after he had a hard workout. But then he heard two voices.

“Yeah I think he’s in here.”

“Why would he be in here?”

“I don’t know, they just said Tom came out of his room and went to some gym he looked so-”

The two men froze as they stared as the new dumb muscular Adonis of Tom Holland, hardly believing themselves as Tom looked at the two skinny men who stared at him. He only smiled as his deep voice resounded around the room.

“Grow.”