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 Us7 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 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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 Team8 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
The Pup Grows upThe Pup Grows up6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The 19 year-old fox had always been called a shrimp in school, much to the chagrin of actual shrimp in school. He was of a pretty good height, but just bone thin. After he got out of school and basically done nothing for like a month, unsure of what to do with his life, he had bumped into (quite literally) the bulldog owner of the gym he now went to. Namely the "Flex 'n Furs Hard Core Gym." He felt incredibly tiny under the massive owner's eyes, mostly because to him he was. The bulldog stood 6'8" and almost 400 pounds, pretty much 100% muscle. Most people just called him 'Bull' and left it at that.
Jason had bumped into Bull quite on accident as Bull was closing up his gym for the day. Now Bull is generally gruff, but that's usually if he's working out or if people don't follow his gym rules; otherwise he can be rather friendly, especially. If it wasn't for the fact that Bull saw Jason before Jason saw Bull, he would have barely registered the 'pup' bumping into him. Now on
Join the Boxing Team: A Giant Request!Tsunayoshi “Tsuna” Sawada slowly made his way down the sidewalk in front of his house, dragging his feet, a tired expression on his face. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, dispelling any of the morning fog that remained. It promised to be a beautiful day, which made it all the more vexing that Tsuna would have to spend it inside the school all day, a place he didn’t particularly enjoy being on the best of days. It didn’t help that his life lately had been turned completely upside down with the appearance of his “tutor” Reborn, a seemingly sadistic infant that enjoyed torturing him under the pretext of making him into a Mafioso against his will…or at least that’s how Tsuna himself saw it. Now instead of just getting teased and mocked by most of the school he was forced into deadly situations and constantly shot at! It was sheer luck that Reborn used a strange series of magic bullets that helped Tsuna complete these tasks with minimJoin the Boxing Team: A Giant Request!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Alex in MusclelandChapter One: Down the Rabbit HoleAlex in Muscleland8 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
The fox hunt pt2The fox hunt pt25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
DJ stepped up to the front of the truck. Chet had almost made it through the deep mud bog. The front of the truck was only a few feet away from more solid ground. DJ stepped up to the bumper and took his shirt off, revealing the still incredibly ripped musculature that he had just the day before. DJ bent slightly and gripped the front bumper of the heavy truck. He rawrrred playfully almost and then started flexing his arms. His biceps hardened, showing a deeply etched split, a thick forked vein pressed against the super tight skin and fur wrapped around the bulging muscles. His biceps continued to harden, growing thicker. Still, only his arms were involved. The truck still stuck in the mud, but then DJ flexed his legs which were covered by his own track pants. His legs straightened, as his biceps continued to flex. The truck began to shift. The metal groan
Kyouta"Honey, do you really think we should be doing this? I mean Dr. Reeds said it was still an experiment."Kyouta7 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
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
Joe x Bailey - Fat RP‘You owe me.’Joe x Bailey - Fat RP1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
‘I owe you nothing. I bet you didn’t even know we had a library.’
‘Actually, this is like my second time here. The chairs are comfy.’ They were. Very. Comfy. Can’t say the last two times I was there I actually got any studying done… They should really block Facebook in the library… Joe’s mind began to wonder, a trait he was prone to.
‘I still think you owe me by the way, Dave.’ After all, the library was a good five minute walk from the main building – even so, Joe didn’t try to protest much but just followed David inside. Joe was willing to bet he wasn’t exactly familiar with the place either. That was proven when he stood awkwardly beside the first aisle, seemingly unsure of what to do next.
‘I want a book.’
‘There’s a good few here.’
David ribbed him in the chest and started scanning the row for the book he wanted.
‘There has got to be a
Furvus Wolf, UnchainedNight time in an old abandoned warehouse finds two male wolves sitting in an office. One of them was pretty sharp- dressed and the other was wearing gang style clothing. The sharp-dressed wolf was sitting behind a big desk talking to the other wolf. "So, if we gather some other members in the location that you said would work best, you'd better make sure that it will work or " The wolves turned around as there was a loud banging on the office's thick metal door BANG BANG BANG. The door shook and started to form some dents in it. The wolf in gang clothing looked at the other wolf. "What's that? A sledge hammer or something?" Both wolves continued to look on in confusion as the metal of the door started to whine with the pressure being placed to it as the banging continued. Then the door shook a bit and bent forward ripping off of its hinges. Deep growling wasFurvus Wolf, Unchained3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
ZEPHLEIT-LY S2 - PrologueZEPHLEIT-LY S2 - Prologue5 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
Cooking Class with Rin-senpai“Welcome to True Cross Academy, the premier school for all aspiring exorcists! Here, within these ancient and hallowed halls you shall learn the fine art of identifying and exorcising the scourges of Hell and battle the unholy forces of Satan himself in a war for the very fate of humanity! Are you prepared to put your life on the line for the souls of the human race? If your answer is yes (and why wouldn’t it be, you are here after all) then take your first step into a larger world and let your training BEGIN!”Cooking Class with Rin-senpai1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A loud bang filled the lavish office, confetti raining down from the ceiling as a large golden ball popped open, a banner with “WELCOME!” written on it in fancy script falling as a backdrop behind a flamboyant man as he raised his arms above his head. He was the strangest looking man any of the gathered trio had ever seen, from the tips of his curly toed boots to the top of his enormous white top hat, the brim ringed with a purple and pink colored r
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
EnvyIt's a typical day at the local gym. Furs of all kinds are lifting weights and doing various other exercises. The song Home Sweet Home by Motley Crew is playing over the speakers.Envy3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
At one of the weight benches, a white-furred muscular rabbit named Kyriell is finishing up a set. The bar is loaded with heavy weight plates with about 850 pounds of weight in total on the bar. The rabbit struggles to get up his last rep. "Man ..I should not have pushed myself this hard this early", the rabbit said as sweat poured down his face and off his long ears. The rabbit gasped as two paws belonging to a very big and muscular grey-furred wolf grabbed onto the bar and hoisted it up and back onto the bench rack with a loud CLANG!
The rabbit sat up and looked up at the muscular wolf. The wolf wore a blue tank top and red basketball shorts that hugged his extremely muscular physique very well. The
Shingeki no Kagami (Attack on Kagami) Pt.IThe beads of sweat poured off of his head as the red and black haired teen bolted down the court. He pivoted on his heel, turning around at the right moment to retrieve the ball from Kuroko before he soared into the air and slammed the ball into the basket. “YOSHAAA!!!!” yelled Kagami in victory as the sound of the buzzer went off; finalizing the last period and end of the game. It was 72-73, Seirin had beaten Yosen high and would be heading off to the semi-finals. As everyone lined up in the middle of the court, they all exchanged friendly shakes and went their separate ways.Shingeki no Kagami (Attack on Kagami) Pt.I1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
All the members of Seirin were drenched from the hard-winning game against Yosen and their uniforms clung to them like glue from all the sweat; even the black shorts clung tightly to each member’s ass. The slight stains of sweat that dripped down each member’s back left an odd looking sweat spot right between their asscrack. It was quite a spectacle. While all of Seirin entered into the lo
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
PokeGrowth Part 1: Ash Growing"Aww, do we have to do this again?!"PokeGrowth Part 1: Ash Growing5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ash, Brock and Dawn were doing work for charity. They were cleaning Lake Valor, as it had become polluted by Team Galactic's last attempt at capturing Azelf. The water had turned a nasty brownish green colour because of the billious gunge Team Galactic's machine had spilled when it exploded.
"Aww, do we have to do this again?!" moaned Ash again.
"I hate to say this, but I agree with Ash." said Dawn
"C'mon guys," said Brock "It's for the good of the lake, and Azelf."
"More like the good of the lake, and Jaquelin Kelp!" whispered Ash to Dawn.
The two of them giggled. Brock came over to them. He had pink lipstick on his cheek. Ash and Dawn giggled again. Brock wiped the lipstick off his face.
"You two should start helping," said Brock "The valve over there is leaking, go and tighten it Ash. Dawn, go and help Dr. Kelp, she needs your help to fish that Magikarp out of the dirty water and into clean water."
Ash and Dawn went off to do their seperate thing
Gods-Playtime“No problem. Have a good day.” Brad lifted his hand in a wave and turned at the corner, heading for the downtown area while Jeremy was heading in the opposite direction.Gods-Playtime1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Brad kept his eyes trained forward as he walked down the sidewalk, heading for his house. The wind rustled his hair slightly, drawing his attention up to the bright blue sky. Fat, white clouds were idly drifting through the air, blocking out the bright sunlight every few minutes. Brad smiled slightly, watching them for a moment before walking along again. His mind was on Jeremy, worrying about the new guy. There was something about him that raised protective feelings in Brad; his small stature, meek looks, and overall weak demeanor brought about images of a small animal, frightened on the forest floor. He was so deep in his thoughts he almost collided with a ratty looking man walking in the opposite direction. Brad’s normally half closed eyes sprang open as he realized what had almost happened.
Ninja Pumpin MuscleNinja Pumpin Muscle6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It had cost him every cent he had, but Naruto couldn't believe what he had gotten anyways. Choji's father was just about ready to throw out a box-like machine into the street and use a jutsu to smash it to bits. Naruto loved the idea of the random destruction of this machine, but when he saw the label on the side, he instantly stopped him from destroying it.
"Naruto, why did you do that?!" asked Choji's father, quite mad at the fellow ninja.
"I couldn't let something like this go to waste!" replied Naruto, seeing the potential with the machine he now held.
"Feh, it's a piece of junk. We Akimichi made it for ourselves, it didn't work for us, why should it work for you?" said Choji's father.
"....I'll buy it from you then!" said Naruto, pulling out his frog-shaped wallet.
Seeing all the money in Naruto's wallet, his mood instantly changed, "Well there Naruto, now you're speaking like an adult. I'll sell it to you, for all of your money in your wallet."
Pulling out a surprisingly large wa
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