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“Nick! John! Are you boys down there?”

My eyes flew open. I was lying on Nick’s basement floor. I sat up. CRAP! I was small again. I looked over at Nick who had obviously woken up at the exact same moment I had. He was staring at me wide-eyed.

“Nick!” came Marie’s voice from upstairs.

We were both naked and covered with dried spunk, not to mention dirty from rolling around on the basement floor all night. In short, we were in no shape to receive company.

“Yeah, mom?” called Nick, still staring at me.

“Are you working out again?” called Marie. “What, did you boys sleep down there?”
“No!” called Nick, a little too fast. “Just getting in a couple of early morning sets.”

“Well finish up and come on up here. It’s almost time to open.”

“Ok,” answered Nick. Then he looked over at me and said almost in a whisper, “What happened… Master?”

“Don’t call me that,” I said.

“But last night you said…” said Nick.

“Last night it felt right,” I said interrupting him. “This morning it doesn’t. Just call me… John. Yeah, John.”

“Ok… John.” His voice might have been saying John, but his tone still said Master.

I got up and looked around. Christ, the only piece of intact clothing we had was Nick’s shirt, which he had taken off last night before… well, before things had gotten interesting. Everything else was just scraps of cloth lying on the floor. And then I realized I was starving.

“I need to eat, Nick,” I said.

“We’ve got some cereal upstairs,” said Nick.

“No, I need to eat… a lot”

“There’s an all you can eat pancake place,” offered Nick.

“Ok, let’s go there.”

“Are you going to grow again?”

“Yes,” I said. “But not right now. Right now I need to eat.”

“Ok, Mas…John,” said Nick, picking his shirt up from the floor and pulling it on. He looked kind of cute. His shirt wasn’t quite long enough to cover his swinging cock. “I’ll get you some clothes and explain to mom,” he said then turned and started up the stairs. I saw him pause at the top and peer out just to make sure no one was around. Then he darted away.

Damn, I was hungry. I couldn’t think of much else. I glanced over at the twisted bar in the corner. I had done that, me. Man, it was cool to be big. I wanted to be big again and I wanted it bad. But I knew I had to eat first.

Nick was back in a few minutes. It looked like he had taken a quick shower. He brought me another pair of pants and a t shirt. As I pulled them on he told me I could take a shower while he talked to his mom. Hungry as I was, I decided that was probably a good idea.

I hurried up to their bathroom. As I stepped into the warm stream of water and started soaping myself, it began to sink into me how horribly small I was and I suddenly had this flash of deja vu. I had experienced this before, but I didn’t remember where or when. It was kind of eerie.

I finished up quickly and went down to meet Nick. He was in the café with his mom who was just opening up. She just shook her head when she saw me and said, “Nick says you’re having another hunger attack.” That was a good way of putting it. “How did your parents ever afford to feed you?”

I just kind of shrugged and said, “I don’t know.”

“Well, hurry back,” she said. “I’ve got to leave to meet my accountant by 9:00, so be back by then.”

“Ok,” we both said, and hurried out the door.

Breakfast was pretty much a repeat of lunch the day before. I ate so much the owners thought we were stowing it away in bags for later. I guess I couldn’t blame them. Even I couldn’t believe how much I ate. It was way more than yesterday. But as I ate, I felt the driving energy waking up inside me. I knew I was going to grow again, and if I knew anything, I knew I was going to get even bigger this time.

When we finally left, it wasn’t because I was full; it was because we had to get back to the café so Marie could make her appointment. And no sooner did we walk in the door, than Marie walked out of it.

“She let’s you run the café?” I asked Nick.

“All the time,” he said. “I think she’s happier than I am that they canceled school this week. Now she gets to run off to all her appointments.” And so, I found myself at the cappuccino machine again, helping Nick while he sold pastries and made sandwiches. And all the time I could feel the energy in me building and building. At times it was almost like it was pushing out at my skin, trying to get it to expand. When this happened my breath would get short and I would stop what I was doing and just feel it surging inside me. It was awesome. But there wasn’t enough yet to change me, not yet.

It was about lunch time. I was in the middle of my strongest surge yet when this kid came in. He was about our age and as soon as he saw me he stopped in his tracks and yelled, “Holy fucking shit, Sammy! Where the fuck have you been?”

I looked up at him and said, “Excuse me?”

“You can’t just go disappearing on us like that! You know how dangerous it is.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said.

Nick walked over and said to the kid, “Do you know him?”

The kid said, “Do I know him? He’s my brother.”

Suddenly I didn’t like this kid. I don’t know why; I just didn’t like him. “Go away,” I said.

“Go away?” he said. “Yeah right. I just found you. Hang on, I gotta tell Frank.” He pulled out a cell phone and dialed.

“What’s the matter?” said Nick. “He’s your brother. He found you.”

“He’s not my brother,” I said.

“John,” said Nick, “He looks just like you.”

“I don’t care,” I said. “He’s not my brother.”

“Hey Frank,” the kid said into the phone, “I found him.” There was a beat while they guy on the other end spoke. And then the kid answered, “In a fucking café, making fucking cappuccinos, no less.”

“Hey,” the kid said to me, “Frank wants to know why you didn’t call.”

“I don’t know you and I don’t know anyone called Frank and I don’t want to either. Go away.”

“Whaddaya mean, you don’t know me? Sammy, are you ok?”

“Stop calling me Sammy!” I shouted. “I am not Sammy!”

“He doesn’t really remember who he is,” said Nick.

“Shut up, slave!” I shouted, and Nick shut up.

“Holy shit,” said the kid, and then he spoke into the phone. “Frank, he doesn’t remember me, or you or anything. And there’s this other guy here, and Frank… it’s just like Pussy Boy all over again. What should I do?” And then I could here this Frank guy talking on the other end of the phone but I couldn’t make out what he was saying.

“Ok,” said the kid, “But wouldn’t it be faster if I just skipped right to plan C? It would definitely be easier.” The kid was fingering something in his pocket. “Ok, ok,” he continued, “I’ll do it your way. A then B then C.” and he hung up.

“Sammy, it’s me, Billy; remember Billy?” he said.
“Go away,” I said and moved back to the cappuccino machine, turning my back on him. But he kept talking.

“Don’t you remember Frank and Pussy Boy—I mean Jeremy? Don’t you remember them?”

I decided to ignore him.

“How about your mom? She was worried sick about you after…. what happened. Don’t you remember that? You need to at least call her, talk to her, tell her you’re ok.”

I said nothing.

“You know you’re not Canadian, at least, right? Do you even wonder how you got here?”

“He’s not Canadian?” said Nick.

“Hell, no!” said Billy “…no offence.”

“I’m in Canada?” I said, unable to help myself?

“You mean you didn’t know that?” said Nick.

“No. How could I…? I mean… Just go away,” I finally said to Billy.

Billy signed explosively and threw his hands up in the air. “Come here,” he said to Nick. “Yeah, you, come here.”

Nick shot me a look. It was clear he wanted to hear what Billy had to say, and to be honest, I was starting to get a little curious myself. “Do what you want,” I told him.

“Yes, Mas—John.” And Nick cautiously approached Billy, keeping one cautious eye on me.

“Listen to me, buddy,” started Billy putting his arm around Nick. “What’s your name?

“Nick,” he said.

“Well, Nick,” continued Billy. “I don’t think you know what you’re getting yourself into. You see, I’ve seen this whole thing before. Normally Sammy’s a great guy and I’m proud to call him by brother, but… Well, I’m gonna guess that since he called you slave, last night he turned into a big asshole. Am I right?”

“Ahhhhh…” said Nick.

“Well, that was stage 1,” said Billy. “You’re lucky he didn’t go stage 2. If he’d gone stage 3, you wouldn’t be standing here having this conversation. You get what I’m saying? He’s dangerous.”

“Not John,” said Nick.

Billy removed his arm from Nick’s shoulder and shook his head in exasperation. “At least tell me you haven’t been feeding him?” asked Billy. “I mean has he eaten today, really eaten.”

“I took him to the all-you-can-eat pancake place this morning,” said Nick.

“Shit!” swore Billy. “We may not have much time.” He reached into the backpack he had with him and pulled out a huge wad of cash. “Here’s five thousand dollars, American dollars” he said, handing the money to Nick. “Take your family and get out of town for a while. Go to Hawaii or something. You’ll be better off in the long run. Trust me.”

Nick just stared slack jawed at the huge wad of cash in his hand. “My mom’s not here,” he said.

“Then go as soon as she gets back,” said Billy. Then he turned to me. “Plan A was to try to get you to remember. That’s not working, so we’ll have to go to plan B. “You need to come with me without remembering.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you,” I said.

“Don’t you want to remember?” asked Billy. “Frank says he can help. Besides that, he needs to stabilize you before… God, don’t you remember anything?”

“I remember I asked you to go away.”

“Fuck this!” said Billy. “I don’t give a shit what Frank says. I’m going straight for Plan C.” Billy reached into his pocket and pulled out a syringe. “You see this?” he said. “Frank gave it to me. It’s an adrenalin shot. Don’t need trains or bridges anymore. This stuff gives me just the boost I need.” He popped the cap off the needle and plunged it into his arm. “Oh yeah,” he said, closing his eyes, “It feels fucking awesome.”

Then we heard a pop, pop, pop as one by one Billy’s shoe laces started snapping as his sneakers started stretching out wider and distorting. I heard a ripping and popping sound as the sneaker top tore free from the sole, wedged apart by huge, thick feet.

“Jesus,” said Nick, eyes bugging out. “his feet…”

“You like the feet?” said Billy. “Check out the hands.”

His hands started to pulse and throb. I heard a creaking, stretching kind of noise as they began getting larger and longer and wider.

“So cool,” said Billy.

“Christ!” said Nick. “He’s like you!”

“Nah,” said Billy, “I’m the nice one.” Then Billy started breathing hard. He turned to Nick. “And if I were you, I get out of here, buddy.”

“I can’t. My mom would kill me.”

“Then you better duck and cover,” said Billy, “’cause here I fucking go!” And suddenly he started getting taller, his body shifting, swelling beneath his clothes, lengthening out from under them. “Oh yeah,” said Billy as his shirt bottom slid up revealing his stomach. “Check this out.”

At first it was as smooth but quickly the outline of a six pack started to form, growing bigger and thicker until he had six heavy bricks bulging out of his stomach.

“So sweet,” he said, rubbing his thickening hands over it.

Then his chest began pushing outward creating two half orbs under his shirt which quickly grew out rounder and fuller while his back widened behind him. His entire upper body was getting thicker, broader denser and you could tell it was muscle, all fucking muscle. His shoulders swelled to the size of softballs, and as he flexed his arms I saw his bicep grow up full, round and hard, easily filling his shirt sleeve and pulling it tight. I could hear the threads popping as that swelling orb of steel rose up higher and higher on his arm.

“I fucking love this!” shouted Billy, “and here comes my favorite part!”

And then Billy’s body begin to grow faster, getting harder and expanding all over. As his back grew wider and thicker, threads began popping, tearing, and ripping as his great, thick lats erupted out behind him. Seconds later a great tear opened up, running right down the center of his thick muscular back. Then, the front of his shirt erupted outward as his full, hard pecs exploded into two great mounds of solid muscle thrusting out in front of him.

“Fucking look at him…” gasped Nick, his tongue was practically hanging out of his mouth.

“Yeah, dude, get an eyeful,” said Billy, as he flexed his arms and they swelled into gigantic twin granite peaks, ripping and tearing their way out of his shirt sleeves. The shoulders above them were exploding into cannonballs. His forearms thickened and bulged til they were as big around as Nick’s legs.

And as he kept getting taller his pant legs tore up the sides releasing mammoth hams and quads which bulged insanely and ripped out of the shredded cloth. In seconds his pants completely disintergrated, leaving him dressed in some kind of expandable black Speedo, which advertised a package grown huge as the rest of him.

“I’m fucking loving this!” he shouted.

He flexed his already massive arms and watched them bulge up into veiny peeked granite hills and then grow even larger. His shoulders were stretching outwards, further and further, balling up into incredible globes of striated sinew that flowed down into his gargantuan pecs. His back pushed out further, causing his entire upper body to grow wider and wider as he continued to grow taller and taller. He had to weigh more than a ton. Incredibly large, incredibly powerful muscles bulged out all over him. In seconds his head was brushing the ceiling. He looked down at us now and grinned.

“You’re coming with me, Sammy,” he said, “whether you like it or not.”

Then he reached for me. I ducked down behind the counter but almost instantly I heard the loud cracking noise of wood splintering. I looked up just in time to see the veins bulging up in his massive arms as they ripped the counter away and threw it across the room where it smashed against the wall taking a couple of tables with it.

“What the fuck?” shouted Nick.

“I told you,” said Billy, “you want to stay healthy? Make yourself disappear.”

Nick ran out the front and, while Billy was distracted, I ran into the back, into the kitchen and ducked under the table. Fuck! What was I going to do? What was I going to do? I wasn’t going to go with him! I didn’t care what the fuck I had to do… Oh fuck! Something was happening. I could feel it, a tremendous energy ripping through me. My body… my body was getting fucking harder! And… and… Fuck, yeah! I was getting bigger! I could feel hard muscle pushing out from under my skin.

I looked down and saw my hands stretch out longer the backs getting wider, pumping up with huge, thick veins. My wrists were growing bigger too, the bones were getting heavy and prominent. And fuck, my forearms were expanding into thick wedges of writhing sinew. Oh fuck… I could feel it… my torso… swelling bigger… so fucking hard…Unh! Ripping… my shirt was ripping. Huge powerful lats were bursting out of it. Fuck, they felt amazing. More ripping. I could feel the cool air across my thick, powerful back as the cloth blew apart around it. Arrrghhh! With each breath my shirt was getting tighter as I felt my chest get bigger, pulling at the front, stressing the buttons. “Ahhh ahhhh arghhhhhhh!” I yelled and suddenly my shirt front ripped apart as two massive pecs burst into the open, swelling out over a huge set of cobblestone abs.

My shoulders… bulking up, tearing free, becoming huge fucking boulders of rock hard muscle! UNGH! My pecs… getting so fucking big… So awesome. Biceps… balling up, expanding, veins poping out all over.

“AARRRRRGGGHH!!!!” I yelled and stood up sending the table flying across the room. I was so fucking big now.[COLOR=black] I[/COLOR] rolled and flexed my bowling ball shoulders and finished off my shirt with one last rip.

Suddenly the kitchen door exploded and Billy burst into the room.

“Jesus, no, Sammy!” he cried.

Damn, he was still bigger than me but I was still bulking up, getting thicker “YES!” I yelled as my waste band burst apart, ripped asunder by heaving, swelling brick-like abdominals. And fuck yeah, I was getting taller. I could feel my pant cuffs rising up along my legs until they were suddenly torn to pieces by my massive calves. And my impossibly hard bulging quads were shredding the rest of my pant legs as they continued to expand to an unbelievable size.

“Sorry about this, bro,” said Sammy, “but I’ve got to take you down before you change all the way.” And then he lunged at me.

It was like being hit by a freight train except it didn’t hurt near as much as I expected. I felt myself fly back against the kitchen wall which just seemed to fly apart around me and suddenly I was outside, landing in the alley behind the café. I felt the pavement break apart beneath me. But damn, I wasn’t even stunned. I jumped up just in time to see Billy leap through the torn up wall after me.

I dodged him and shouted, “It’s not going to be that easy… Ahhhh! AHHHHHHHH!” I yelled as I started shooting up. And fuck yeah! My muscles just kept blowing up with the rest of me. My pecs were growing into two gigantic globes of flesh, sticking out about two feet in front of me and overshadowing eight muscle-boulder abs, which were rippling out of my stomach. I could feel my back spreading out behind me wider and wider and wider and impossibly thick. And my legs were becoming two monstrous pillars, as thick around as an oil drum, with all the massive muscle groups visibly writhing and twisting with my slightest move. And every vein, every striation of every muscle group was clearly defined beneath my skin.

“I’m a fucking monster!” I shouted and flexed. And I was. My upper arms were gigantic, defined, vein ridden masses. The shoulders above them were ponderously huge segmented globes. My forearms were huge blocks of solid ripped muscle leading up to massively heavy fists.

Fuck this was good. This was very, very good. Yeah, I was bigger than Billy now, way bigger. Fuck yeah!

“Jesus, Sammy,” said Billy. “Don’t do this.”

“Don’t do what, you fucking midget?” I said “Don’t give you what you’ve been fucking asking for ever since you came in to the café?”

“If we start going at it,” said Billy, “we’re going to tear up the other half of the city.”

“Who the fuck cares?” I said reaching behind me. There was a Volvo parked there. I lifted it like it was a fucking toy. Then, my massively thick arms bulging, I lifted it over my head and threw it at Billy.

But Billy deflected it with a single blow from one giant fist. The car flew to the side, into another building and exploded.

Then Billy threw himself at me again, but he didn’t feel like a freight train this time, more like a tricycle. And it wasn’t hard to knock him off. He went flying back through the wall and into the café kitchen.

I started after him, but suddenly this old guy appeared from nowhere. He had this thing that looked like a ray gun and it was aimed right at me.

“Say goodnight, Sam,” he said, and then he pulled the trigger. I felt like my head was going to explode and a second later, everything went dark.

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Oh yeah! It's been way too long! I hope more is on the way soon.
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love it.
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Awesome story. Hoping for more!!!
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I finally caught up with the last few chapters. What an awesome twist! Definitely looking forward to the next chapter!!!
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This has been another great story Jaypat, and a very interesting plot twist. I hope you get a chance to continue it.
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Thank you. Much appreciated. Love this story!
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The one and only good thing about the spammers is that when they do their thread necromancy, it brings up some good stuff.
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The one and only good thing about the spammers is that when they do their thread necromancy, it brings up some good stuff.
I'll agree to the thread necromancy, but I didn't think I qualified as a spammer.
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You didn't... there was a spammer on the thread earlier, I reported it, and it got deleted. That's been happening of late
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Great story there. Hoping excitedly for a follow up on this and another classic story of yours i chanced upon- the hike. All the best and looking forward to it.
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What an awesome, and kind of sad story... I hope it continues.
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