Muscle Suits UsRyan and I stared at the huge cardboard box on the top of the kitchen table then looked at each other.Muscle Suits Us6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Dude this is it, the muscular young man declared. The moment weve been waiting for! He grinned. Were gonna look like fuckin monsters! My smile grew wide in return; nearly instantaneously we both reached for the rectangular object and began to tear it open.
We each pulled out what looked to be a jet black wetsuit, although the material felt more like that used in the ripped bodybuilders favorite garment, an Under Amour brand shirt.
Its hard to believe this is going to fit, I noted, holding up the suit in front of me.
Yeah they look small but theyre supposed to be tight; that must be related to the magic power that Joel was talking about. Ryan replied.
Joel was a handsome, huge bodybuilder that we had met the o
Muscle Shorts 2It was a lazy Saturday afternoon for once and Tsuna was making sure to enjoy it as much as he could. He sighed as he leaned up against the windowsill and watched the clouds begin to roll by. Larger black clouds were looming on the horizon which meant rain was bound to hit at some point, but he didn't care much. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Tsuna turned to see Fuuta slowly opening the door. "Tsuna-nii," Fuuta said looking a bit tired, "I'm bored. Can you play with me?" "Huh," Tsuna said, "What about Lambo or I-pin?" Fuuta looked down at the floor. "They're out with Mama getting groceries and Reborn's with Bianchi helping to train Gokudera today." He flopped down on the bed and Tsuna sighed and glanced back out the window in time to see Kyoko and Hana walk past. Tsuna blushed as he saw Kyoko was smiling as she conversed with Hana. "Kyoko's really pretty isn't she, Tsuna-nii?" Tsuna jumped as he found Fuuta suddenly standing next to him at the window. "F-Fuuta! H-How did-" "Muscle Shorts 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pika's Gift - Growing ProblemsAsh hadn't been acting like his usual self lately. Going from town to town, Brock and Dawn noticed this, and had confronted him, asking what was wrong. Each time they did this, however, Ash just smiled, claiming that he was fine, and that there was nothing to worry about. But, even though he said this, he knew himself that he was depressed. He had noticed throughout the last few weeks, that he was a small, skinny kid. He was now 14, was only slightly taller than five feet, and there was no sign of any muscles on his body. He felt so pathetic and useless.Pika's Gift - Growing Problems5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Finally!" Dawn yelled.
Ash then came out of his trance, realizing that Brock, Dawn, and him were now in front of a Pokemon Center, and that it was getting pretty dark.
"Well, I guess we're going to have to stay here. Are you guys okay with that?"
Dawn and Ash nodded, and the three of them went in. They walked up to the counter, and asked Nurse Joy if it would be okay if they slept there for the night, but of course, she ha
Poke Buff part 3As Ash slept, his body began to change. Slowly his muscles began to expand. His biceps inflated up to the size of baseballs, filling the sleeves of his t-shirt completely. His triceps and forearms bulged to finish out his growing arms. His shoulders lengthened along with his traps to give him a slight v-taper. Ashs pecs swelled up, pressing into his shirt and could be seen vividly. Also, although they were hidden underneath his shirt, his abs were beginning to become more defined as the muscle grew and almost every ounce of fat melted away from his body. Finally, in order to balance off the added weight from his upper body, Ashs thighs and calves ballooned to accommodate his larger torso.Poke Buff part 36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ash woke up that morning with a deep yawn and a stretch of his new muscles. His first realization of the day was the distinct lack of Pikachus weight at his feet where he normally slept. A quick look at the clock next to his bed revealed that is was only 5 o clock in the mornin
The Growing Adventures of HughHugh stood in front of Stan, shirtless and huge. His muscles rippled and bulging beneath his paper-thin skin. His fists were lightly clinched, causing his forearms to bulge and flex a bit as well. He had a sly grin on his face. All in all, it was the norm for Hugh to do.The Growing Adventures of Hugh5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey Stan! What's your favorite muscle?" Hugh asked out of the blue.
"Uh..." Stan had to pause and think for a moment, "The pecs. Why do you ask?"
Hugh put his fists on his hips, "Nothing special. I just wanna know."
"Are you sure?" Stan asked, feeling rather unsure.
Hugh turned a bit from Stan, "Of course! I'm sure." As he said so, the two impressive pecs on his chest began to grow. They bulged and flexed out more and more. In moments they were at least twice their previous size and growing quickly.
Stan got a worried look on his face, "Then why are you flexing your pecs?"
"Heh." was all the answer Stan got from Hugh as the two mighty pecs grew faster. He gulped a bit as the pecs grew bigger than twin basketballs on H
Skar'd for Life"Grrr .I can't stand it," Skar burst out at the kitchen table that startled Grau who was sitting across from him.Skar'd for Life5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What? What's wrong," Grau asked picking up his fallen piece of toast.
"It's that idiot ZL," Skar roared, pounding the table. "How can I get Zeph's attention when he's always by his side? I'm supposed to be his brother! Not ZL!"
Skar pounded the table again which sent Grau's empty plate rattling, catching Xavier's attention from the other room.
"Hey," Xavier shouted, "What's with all the racket?"
"S-Sorry Xavier," Skar apologized intimidated. "I guess I'm just angry. Why does ZL get Zeph's attention?"
"There's a simple reason for that," Farris said entering the room and chomping down into an apple.
"What's that," Skar asked.
"You," Craigmartin joined in as he opened the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water, "are weak."
"What's that supposed to mean," Skar growled angrily as his fist clenched a bit.
"Face it," Ralf interjected as he walked into the room, "ZL's
Kyouta"Honey, do you really think we should be doing this? I mean Dr. Reeds said it was still an experiment."Kyouta6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"I know, I know. But still, what if it works?"
"Should we ask Kyouta? He's 12, he should choose what he wants."
"Mom,dad, what are you talking about?" sleepily asked Kyouta, wondering what his parents were talking about at 2 a.m.
"W-well, y-see Dr. Reeds told us today about an experimental new serum, which could help you get to the other kids size." said his father, surprised that his son was awake.
"But," continued his mother, "it's just that, an experiment. It wasn't even designed for teenagers or adults even. It was made for babies who were born as..." she stopped looking for the right thing to say.
"Dwarves?" Kyouta said bluntly.
"Well that's not the right word, but yes." replied his mother. "Dr. Reeds doesn't know how the serum will affect you, I mean teenage hormones aren't something to tamper with, especially when it deals with how you look or act.
"I....I want to take it anyw
Growing Beyond Muscular: HughHugh G. (short for Gregory) Muusals (pronounced: MOO-salz) was on the outside, a rather average sixteen year-old boy. He had a pretty regular height, normal-sized body, brown hair, and blue eyes. Most people just knew him as Hugh though. However, Hugh is only regular looking on the outside, because inside, he has a very special thing about him. This thing is what makes him...Hugh...G...Muusals.Growing Beyond Muscular: Hugh5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hugh's best and primary friend, Stan, is 19 and stands a bit taller than Hugh himself. His somewhat spiky blond hair and brown eyes are kind of a strange opposite to the dark-haired and brighter-eyed Hugh. While Hugh is, or was (depending on how you see it) scrawny, Stan has always been a more jockish type. While he wasn't the biggest, fastest, or whatever, he was an athlete at heart. Unlike the rest of the jocks, who saw Hugh merely as a punching bag, Stan knew Hugh before High School split them up into cliques.
The real story begins one random and regular day after Hugh's pounding from the joc
Danny Joins the Wrestling TeamIt was a day like any other in Amityville. Danny Fenton, Tucker Foley, and Sam Manson were just arriving at school, ready for a day of boring classes and, perhaps, a ghost attack.Danny Joins the Wrestling Team7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Why do we still come here every day? Tucker asked, poking at something on his PDA.
Because you need a high school degree to move onto college to earn a piece of paper that allows you to get a decent job in this competitive society. Sam said, sounding annoyed.
Easy for you to say. Youre rich! You dont have to work a day in your life! Tucker said.
That is dirty money! I plan on earning my own living my own way and not relying on my parents who dont even TRY to understand me! she snapped back.
As the trio walked down the hall to their first class, a voice suddenly called out, Mr. Fenton! A word, if you dont mind.
Danny stopped in his tracks as he heard the somewhat monotonous voice of the vice principal. Mr. Lancer was coming str
Alex in MusclelandChapter One: Down the Rabbit HoleAlex in Muscleland7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The sun was shining, the air was crisp, the wind was nothing more than a slight breeze and the air was warm and muggy. This was a nearly perfect summer day. Unfortunately, it wasnt summer. It was September and school was in session for young Alex Liddel. He was in his freshman year of high school and was already bored with the proceedings. There just wasnt anything interesting going on in school. It was boring routine after boring routine. And the reading! Oh, the reading was awful! Nothing but page after page of boring text, without a single picture to take up space or break the monotony.
And really, he thought to himself, shifting his backpack up higher on his shoulder. What good is a book without pictures?
He hadnt been alone through his entire walk to school. His brother had walked with him a short ways on his way to work. He had long since graduated from high school and was working as an image consultant f
Weight Room InflationThe Y weight room was small but sufficiently equipped. Two men were working out late one evening. The two were familiar from being around the gym but not really buddies. They rarely exchanged more than a nod when passing in the hall and over the past two years had maybe had a hand full of conversations. The taller of the two was Brad. He stood about 6' and was a big strapping kid. The man had big arms and shoulders that when dressed in street clothes made him look huge. The guy had the look of a classic football stud, long limbed and thick. His face was another thing. Despite being in his mid twenties the man had a bit of a baby face, large blue eyes, close clipped hair and a great smile. Not that he smiled much around the weight room. The quiet man was always serious when it came to his workouts. He was nothing if not consistent, showingWeight Room Inflation8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Unexpected Growth Spurt 3Naruto, knowing that he could no longer hide himself, walked to Sakura's house as he usually would. He didn't care about waiting for his training to cease anymore, which he had already forgotten. The only thing that he cared about at this point was that he was growing at a unbelievable rate, and that he hoped it would never end.Unexpected Growth Spurt 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As Naruto walked to Sakura's house, people couldn't help but notice him, a 9 foot tall, muscular boy, with clothes now looking like they were slightly to small. Some stared, others walked away, being frightened by the young fox ninja's new, and still growing stature. This of course, made him feel like he could take on anything. But, among them, were a few admiring Naruto's new found height and muscle, and this by itself made him once again smile in delight. Soon, he reached Sakura's house, ready to show her that there was now more of him to love.
Before knocking, Naruto crouched a bit, so Sakura would be able to see his face. He then knocked a few times, and wa
Unexpected Growth Spurt 2"Yawn......"Unexpected Growth Spurt 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Naruto woke up the next morning, not feeling right. Not noticing his feet were hanging off the bed by about half a foot, he got up, went to the washroom, and splashed some water on his face. He was so out of it, that he didn't even bother to look in the mirror. He grabbed his jumpsuit from his closet, and tried to put it on, but his actions were in vain. Though he was able to put it on, it felt incredibly tight! His sleeves barely even reached in between his elbows and hands, and his arm, which was filling up and ripping his sleeves in some places, having gained some muscle. His pants were doing know better. They too, revealed more of his leg than usual, and were also filling up his pants with muscle and slightly ripping in a few areas.
"Ha! I can take Sasuke back to the village for sure now! Or can I..."
Naruto thought about it for a while and decided that he would go training today anyway. What could be wrong with getting stronger than he already was? He tried to put his
Mega FlexersJosh and Nick had just finished their workout in Josh's basement. Josh was flexing his pumped (if small) biceps in front of his mirror, quite proud of their current size and shape. Nick "snuck" up behind Josh and lifted him up off the ground as he flexed, pulling him several inches into the air. An impressive feat considering that Nick was several inches shorter than Josh.Mega Flexers5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The two sixteen year olds were rather fit, but still considered skinny by their jockish enemies. They ignored any comments made by others, because they really didn't care. The duo only cared about each other's gains, and more importantly, about each other. They had long since told their parents, who had been shocked, but otherwise got used to it. They told no one at school, since why would you ever want to give your enemies more ammo to shoot you with?
Nick set Josh back down again and whispered, "Come on. I wanna do it. And I know you're itching to do it as well. We haven't done it in so long."
Josh gave a bit of a
Naruto's Super GrowthNaruto's Super Growth5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Naruto had recently returned from a mission. While it had been successful, halfway through he had been ambushed and caught quite off his guard, to which his ambushers (who had been hired to do just that) took off with all of his supplies. While ninjas could live off the land well enough, Naruto had sort of...missed those classes. Even so, he pressed on. After a much longer time taking the mission than others believed possible, Naruto returned, looking quite terrible.
He ended up spending two weeks in the hospital not only to heal his wounds, but to rebuild his regular strength back up. While Kakashi and several others came to visit him, Sakura was nowhere to be found, nor would anyone answer Naruto when he asked about her. Even so, he decided to stay the full time in the hospital, and not try to escape (as was common with stubborn young ninjas). Two weeks later, the doctors released Naruto with a good bill of health.
Naruto though, didn't feel healthy. He felt thin and weak. While many
A Hunk Named Truesdale"Fffff .Ahh I I can't do another one," Syrus panted as he collapsed on the ground amongst a sea of balloons.A Hunk Named Truesdale5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Come on Sy," Jaden coaxed, "Just a few more left and we can go."
"Why Why did you have to sign me up for this," Syrus asked in between gasps for breath.
"Because they needed volunteers to blow up balloons for the big Halloween balloon drop tomorrow," Jaden explained.
"But why me," Syrus continued to whine.
"Because we get to stay out of class the whole day," Jaden laughed and blew up another orange balloon. "Now come on, there's only a few more left."
Syrus moaned and picked himself up off the ground and picked up another package of black balloons. He opened it hastily, not paying attention to the letters in bold written on the package reading out, "Buff-a-loon." Syrus took a balloon and placed it to his lips, not realizing a tiny strand of his own hair had perched itself on his lip. He inhaled deeply and blew into the balloon, blowing the hair into the ball
Convincing ArgumentIt was on our annual Father/Son trip. This was maybe our 5th year going up to snowboard in the mountains. And, as usual, on our second night up there, we'd go for a nice dinner. During dinner, there was something I needed to bring up, I knew my mom wouldn't understand, but maybe my dad would.Convincing Argument2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So, dad, I've been using your old weights for a few months now, and I haven't really been seeing results. And I just recently learned that they aren't standard weights. They're cheap, and right now my max weight on the barbell is 40lbs. A standard bar alone is 45lbs. It's kinda pathetic that I can't even bench a standard bar."
"What're you saying? You want real weights?"
"No, cause I wouldn't be able to lift them. I just think that maybe, I should start taking supplements. And I was wondering if maybe you could help me pay for them."
"You don't need it. Just keep doing what you're doing, and you'll start to get some definition. You don't need that stuff, you don't want to get freaky."
I look down
Hugh G. StanIt was a bright and shining day, pretty much perfect in every way. Stan was happily relaxing on a lounge chair out on his porch; shirtless and soaking up the sun's rays. He smiled and chuckled a bit, thinking about what he would finally be able to do today. It was a wonderful weekend day which meant no school, no homework, and no chores. Best of all, thanks to his parents wanting to go on vacation, Hugh was absolutely nowhere to be seen! Stan laughed at his last image. He liked Hugh a lot, but a weekend off from his ego was more than welcome.Hugh G. Stan4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Stand stretched and hopped off the chair. There was something he had been dying to do for a while. He didn't want to show this to Hugh so this was the perfect time to do it. He raced into his room and stood in front of the mirror completely unaware that a second person was entering the house from the front door. Stan grinned into the mirror, starting to talk to his own reflection. "OK Stan," he spoke into the mirror, "time to flex up some muscle."
Ben Giga BoosterSummer vacation was still going strong, a welcome relief to Ben Tennyson as he continued his cross country alien butt kicking adventures with his Grandpa and cousin. Currently, the Rust Bucket was making its way across Nevada, heading for the Rocky Mountains, its occupants each doing what they normally did on these long drives. Grandpa Max was concentrating on the road, tuning out the occasional squabbling outburst from Ben and Gwen as they normally silenced themselves after a momentary struggle. Gwen was doing something or other on her laptop. Whatever it was, it looked dead boring to Ben who had been stealing glances over her shoulder as he made trips to the refrigerator for soda, carefully avoiding anything that his grandfather may have made personally. While he wasnt on these liquid excursions, he was staring out the window, sitting across from Gwen, trying to find a way to occupy his time. He fidgeted quite a bit, making an annoying rubbery screeching sound on the seat wheneBen Giga Booster7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Grow Ash GROW"Hey Misty, how'd you like to see me flex my totally buff bod?" asked Ash.Grow Ash GROW6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Misty, who had been sitting nearby, burst so quickly into laughing, that her eyes watered instantly. After almost an hour (yes, you heard me, hour) before she could finally reply. "Heh, Ash, I would give real money if you flexed even a decent sized muscle."
Putting his arms behind his head, Ash replied, "Well, prepare to eat your words and pay up Misty!"
Ash then proceded to flex his non-existant abs as tight as he could, visibly straining himself as he pushed his muscles to the limit (which wasn't much). After a few moments, Misty could have sworn that she saw his abs become visibly outlined. It wasn't much, but Misty honestly thought she saw something...
"Uhh...Ash, what are you doing?" Misty carefully asked.
"Why...flexing of course." Ash smugly replied.
As soon as he finished, Ash's growth seemed to pick up. Misty now looked at Ash's whole body, which was all slowly adding muscle. His biceps, which were fall
ZEPHLEIT-LY S2 - PrologueZEPHLEIT-LY S2 - Prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Okay! My turn."
A blue-haired young man from across the room got up from his chair. "Watch and learn" he said, glaring at me as he walked towards my direction but stopped at the middle of the room. He stretched his arms and back, and did a few push ups as a warm up before he did a crab pose.
You can hear the other guys in the room yelling and cheering "You can do it!", "Go! GO! GO!!!" like other common spectators in a sports match.
I'd like to cheer him too, but I wasn't feeling it at the time. Why? Because it reminds me of the very first time I was "forced" to join a little shirt-ripping competition like this one. Much to my humiliation and disappointment, I knew I won't able to rip my shirt back then but I still did and gave it a try. Ah, bad, err, I mean good times
Anyway, I found myself staring at the young guy at the center as he struggled to get out of his shirt. Somehow, I felt good watching him; maybe because something tells me that he won't be able to succeed or, maybe
Maximum DevelopmentIt was a nice, calm day, one thirteen year old among the markets have a decent life. Great friends, caring friends, a cheerful, upbeat nature and a sport he loved to play. To make it simple, his life was great. His blond hair and blue eyes would get him pretty much many fan-girls that would see his cute looks. He stood at an average 5'3, wearing a green/yellow T-shirt with a red "M" on the right side where the yellow meets the green; he had green gloves and orange pants as well. He was on his way home, however he was asked to do some small shopping along the way. His parents were a bit busy to do, but that wasn't any bother to him. As he gotten what was on the list that was given, he then started heading for the counter, he knew the quickest way to get there was through where the party section was. With a smirk, he started doing so. This took a lot quicker than thought; he was going to reach home with lots of time to spare.Maximum Development5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"That didn't take any longer than I had in mind" thought the y
The Avengers - Stony Thanksgiving SpecialThe Avengers - Stony Thanksgiving Special2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Steve was standing in front of the mirror, fixing his old military uniform. It was Thanksgiving and SHIELD organized a Thanksgiving dinner for its employees and their families. Of course, the Avengers team was also invited and Steve was really looking forward to it. It was his first Thanksgiving since he woke up in the 21st Century, but most importantly, it was his first Thanksgiving with Tony.
"Tony, are you ready?! We should be leaving now!" he shouted, so the brunet could hear him. He didn't hear any answer. "Tony?!" he tried again, going out from the bedroom to the living room. And Tony was there, sprawled on the couch, in his tank top and sweatpants, working on a tablet.
"Tony, get dressed," he crossed his arms looking at his boyfriend.
"I'm dressed," came the answer.
"You want to go like this? I don't get it Tony, when we go for a walk in the park you wear a suit, but when we are going for a Thanksgiving dinner, you want to wear this?" he frowned.
"A Thanka-whata-what?" Tony frow
The Making of the Best SukiyakiThe Making of the Best Sukiyaki3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was your typical, average Saturday at the Okumura brothers' dorm. Oddly, someone else was walking the halls today. Sixteen year-old Renzo Shima was busy texting on his cell phone after having a chat with Yukio about his grades as of late. Usually the pink haired teen wouldn't have minded such a talk, but it had forced him to miss an important date.
"Great, now she hates me." Shima mumbled as he read the last not-too-friendly text message and snapped his phone shut before pocketing it. "That's the third chick this month. Am I losing my touch?" Shima laced his arms behind is head and stared at the ceiling as he thought. "I think she had a pretty hot sister, maybe I could-"
Shima stopped in mid-sentence when he heard, and felt, a wet crunch under his right foot. Barely moving his head; the young Exorcist-in-training looked down at his shoe and gulped. He slowly pulled back his foot to reveal the squashed remains of some kind of beetle-like bug. It's yellow, slimy guts were all over the