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Freak size.

This is my part of the trade with @musclehuntersstuff to help him achieve his dream body. You had found the time a motivation to return to the gym after a couple of months off, but you were hoping that your new gym choice would keep you consistent. It was a quite little place, in a sub level under a building that was on your walk back to the train station from work. The place wasn't very big, but it was also never busy, you don't even remember seeing staff in there to often. It was your fourth day in a row going to the new gym and you were pretty proud of yourself, considering even getting a little treat from the train station when you were done, but you quickly shook that thought away with your shiny new determination to get swole. Walking down the steps to the metal door you scanned your FOB and pushed it open, the hum of the lights was the only thing you could hear, there were no staff present and nobody currently training. You thought this was clearly a sign from the universe to encourage you to keep training because your schedule lined up perfectly with the gyms quietest times. You put your things in the square holders and got to work. Push day and boy did you try to push yourself. With almost every exercise you struggled and strived to either up the weight or beat last session by just one rep. It didn't take long before you were sweating and your workout gear was sticking to you like paper mache. You had just finished up on a new machine in the back corner when you noticed another metal door with a laminated piece of paper stuck to it saying "PROGRESS ROOM", curious you pushed open the door to find a small dark room with mirrors on the 3 walls around the door, the only light currently was the one coming from the open door. You looked around for a switch on the wall when you felt a round nob, turning it the lights on the ceiling slowly began to glow, Amping it up all the way the dimmer dial popped off the wall leaving a small black needle poking out of the wall, your tried to push it back on but it wouldn't hold. You would just have to leave the dimmer on the front desk with a note. The gym only cost you a few bucks a week and it was in a pretty run down basement you were sure they wouldn't mind. You shut the door behind you and looked at yourself in the mirrors, the sign on the door and the 3 giant mirrors with down lighting made it very clear this was a posing room to take progress pictures and with no one else in the gym and, no chance of someone walking in your decided to strip down to your underwear to get a few photos. Sure you weren't much to look at now, but it'd be good to look back on these in a few months.

Before you could take a photo you noticed the lights were getting brighter and brighter, the room was getting hotter and your skin felt a little tighter. If you didn't know better you'd think you just walked into an oven. Suddenly in the mirrors you saw yourself, your skin stretching slightly, the muscle underneath....getting bigger. You shoulders jutted out wider, making you look awkward at first as your neck and trapped swelled to make your head looked balanced, your shoulders then became rounder and rounder, as your triceps inflated to support your arm and your biceps swelled up. Your pecs popped forward like marble pillows and your abs jutted one by one into being. Your lats swelled outwards perfecting your v-taper, you tried to take it all in but you got distracted and your eyes fell to your quads and you fell them press together and fight for space as they not only grew but split off into perfect triations.

"HOLY SHIT" you laughed to yourself as you flexed, in just a few minutes you went from not even looking like you worked out to looking like a natural bodybuilder... but it wasn't over, the warmth from the lights continued to beat down on you and you felt yourself still growing, you could see stretch marks appearing on your shoulders, and chest, slowly you were going from looking like a natural bodybuilder to one on gear. Letting out a deep sigh as you struggled to keep your new massive chest full of air your walked over to the door to take a break but when you tried to pull it, it was stuck. The flooring had been down in a rush and the door wasn't aligned right, when you pushed it shut to latch it it made it impossible to get the door back over the flooring.

Starting to panic you put both hands on the door pulling with all your strength, but it wouldn't budge. Forcing your forearms to flex like that made them only swell up more, causing your arms to follow, in fact any movement that made a body part flex caused it to grow faster and faster, trying to figure a way out to went over to the dimmer switch to see the work "strength" written on a piece of tape and stuck to the top, you were trying to put the dial back on the peg, even if it wouldnt stay on just to turn it down but you had now gotten so large your hands were swollen with meat, muscle and blood giving you clumsy fat fingers your could barely hold the dial with let along have the dexterity to put it on such a tiny target on the wall. You ran your hands through your hair, only for it to come out in large chunks, looking in the mirror it looked like you were succumbing to roid induced baldness, it thinning from the sides and back. "OH FUCKK" you yelled out, walking back over to the door to try again but this time as your stepped the sound of tight rubber squeaked out all around you. With your muscles having swollen so big, and your skin so tight every movement you made sounded like two balloons being rubbed together, and it was only getting worse. You grabbed hold of the door again pulling it with everything you had, you could see the lino floor board start to flex and bend, but as you forced your muscled to engage across your body, they grew faster and faster under the lights. You could feel your pecks and traps around every bit of your neck, and you could barely see past your shoulder when your turned your head, finally the floorboard popped up and the door swung open. You stumbled out, lumbered and gasping for air, physical effort for you now used up more oxygen than the average man in a day, the cold airconditioned air was nice and relaxing though, if only for a moment before your eyes focused on the reflection in front of you.

That last rush of effort across your body grew you bigger than you saw in the mirrors inside, bigger than anyone your had ever seen in fact, your face had changed too. The grimace you had when trying to pull the door open caused the muscles in your face to grow making you look like you had been injecting HGH in your ass for years. Fuck look at you....you looked like some kind of mutant balloon animal, roided muscle rippling all over, every inch of you fighting for space, parts of you, you didn't even know could touch were now rubbing against each other fighting for space.

You looked up at that balding head of yours and grabbed a cap that was left behind in one of the square lockers, it was too embarrassing to look at.

"fuck...." you sighed.

As you began to walk towards the exit of the gym, you couldn't help but wish you were pumped up with air like a balloon animal, at least then you'd feel light, but at almost 700lsb moving was a chore, every step leaving you sweating and out of breath.