To the Max
Max was pretty bored and decided to do something new. So he joined a gym! Nothing wrong with bulking up and keeping yourself fit.
But, it seems that this specific gym he decided to visit offered much more than just a healthy lifestyle.
Been in a pretty big mood for Max Goof lately, so I spent a few days working on few stories based on an idea a friend and I discussed.
So here's episode 1 of that idea.
It’s summer break from college and Max found himself back home with his dad, Goofy. The first few days were mostly just him, his dad, and their friends hanging out, talking about college and their experiences there. But eventually, things began to become a bit stale and boring, and Max’s friends shared that sentiment.
One day, Max was talking a solitary walk around the city, hands in his pockets, kicking at pebbles and cans on the sidewalk, both his best buds were busy with something or another and, as much as it didn’t appeal to him to ask his dad out, Goofy was busy with his new, much-better-paying job. “This sucks…” He said as he kicked a pebble quite far.
He looked around, scanning the street with bored, uninterested eyes… until they fell on a pretty interesting place. “Huh… this is new…” He titled his head curiously as he looked up at the large sign above the entrance. “‘Big Bob’s Gym’. Never seen this before.”
Mostly out of curiosity, he stepped in, and was greeted by a very cheerful and very athletically-built otter wearing a very tight tank top that hugged his bulky frame nicely. “Hey there, cutie~ You’re a new face. Looking to sign up~?”
“C-Cutie!?” That caught Max off-guard, but he wasn’t offended. In fact, it felt nice. Having recently discovered himself to prefer guys over gals, getting compliment by such a handsome, buff dude felt good for the self-esteem.
“Oh, sorry. Force of habit.” The otter waved it off with a limp-wrist gesture. “Welcome to Big Bob’s Gym. We provide everything you need for the bulk of your dreams.” He said as he flexed one arm then bounced his pecs, showing off to the potentially-new member. “We have all kinds of equipment for all sorts of training, and we have a cafeteria to serve your dietary needs~!”
“Huh, a cafeteria too… that’s a fancy service.” Max mumbled to himself. The idea did cross his mind a few times in the past, getting all buff and well-built. But now that he was standing here, he wasn’t too sure.
Sensing the young man’s hesitation, the otter offered. “Tell you what: How about you come… this weekend, try out our services for free as a trial run, then you’ll be the judge.”
Of course, everyone loved free services. “Alright, sure. I have nothing planned this weekend.” He might have to cancel or postpone some plans, though.
“Awesome! Bring some friends if you wish.” The otter reached into a drawer, barely missing an energy drink he keeps close to himself, and pulled out a card. “Here you go, so you don’t get lost next time~”
“Thanks man.” Max took the card and pocketed it before heading out for the day. If the otter is anything to go by, then trying this gym out could be worth it.
The weekend came and Max found himself walking into the gym, duffel bag hanging from one shoulder. “Oh hey! There he is~!” The otter greeted him at the door, but he wasn’t in his usual position on the reception desk. “I had someone cover for me today, so I can be your personal trainer for the day.”
“Oh, y-you didn’t have to do that.” Max said bashfully rubbing the back of his head.
“No worries, hon. Now come on, let’s get you changed and ready to hit the weights.” The otter led him to the locker room, and as Max was changing he let out a small whistle of appreciation at the young man’s body. “Someone’s already had a headstart, I see~”
Max blushed once again at the compliment. “Thanks, hehe.” He wasn’t as buff as the otter, heck, he wasn’t as big as anyone in here, but thanks to skateboarding, and playing around in other sports, he did manage to get himself a decently-fit body.
“Now, let’s see about getting you bigger~” The otter suggested with a suggestive tone, basically dragging Max out once the canine finished changing.
They started off with some simple warm-ups to get the muscles loose and the blood pumping, Max kept up with the otter’s pace well-enough. But things became harder once they got to the weights, thank goodness the otter was there, otherwise Max would’ve made a fool of himself.
But as they worked out, each time the otter showed Max the proper form for each machine and weight-lifting, he got… a bit too close, close enough that Max could smell his musk, especially when they were doing squats, each time he’d push back, he could feel the otter’s bulge pressing against his backside, or when they were on the benchpress and the otter stood way too close that his crotch was literally an inch away from Max’s face and nose. Most people would’ve been offended by this, but Max didn’t say anything, although he was sure the man was doing it on purpose.
Max lost all track of time as he worked out with the otter. Before he knew it, the sun was setting way below the horizon. It was then he decided to call it… “Phew! Don’t think I have… ever worked out… this hard or… this long in my life!” Max said with a huff, yet had the widest smile on his face.
“I’ll take it you enjoyed our services~?” The otter said with a waggle of his eyebrows as he said ‘services’ in that suggestive tone of his.
Max gave him a playful deadpan look, yeah, the guy knew what he was doing the whole time. “Sure did.”
“Awesome, how about we get you something small in the cafeteria, a good diet.” The otter led him to the cafeteria, making a beeline to a vending machine nearby with the large words of ‘Bulk UP’ plastered on the side with a very colorful background. “You have a specific flavor?” Max told him to get whatever, so he went with chocolate, no one can resist chocolate, right? “This is a new energy drink AND steroid at the same time. They’re also the main sponsors of this gym.”
“Steroid!?” Max barked a bit too loudly before clamping his mouth shut… but no one batted an eye.
The otter laughed. “Calm down, it’s nothing like those you get in syringes. That stuff is dangerous for you! But this~!” He shoved the drink in Max’s face like a salesman trying to show his wares. “This stuff is the real deal~ Quick bulkening, lots of energy you can go literally for hours on end, and none- I repeat: NONE- of the bad side effects of steroids.” He held up a finger. “AND! You get three versions: Freeform, which is just the energy drink part, no steroids. Lite, lots of energy, very little steroids, in case you want a nice, small but tight bulk like mine *flexes and poses a couple of times*. And finally, Normal: The basic drink with equal ratios of energy and muscle bulkening goodness.”
As he heard the otter talking, Max’s interest was peaked. It’s nothing like that syringe stuff he sees in movies and stuff, even found a few of those littering a few bins back in college. Maybe drinking it instead of it being directly injected into your body is better that way. The otter was the expert here, so he decided to trust him. “Alright, I’ll try it out later.” He took the bottle of chocolate flavored drink, noticing that it was the ‘Normal’ version.
“Awesome! Now, let’s get you something to take home before hitting the showers.” After getting Max a meat and veggie platter for him to eat at home, they went to the showers to get cleaned up. The whole time Max couldn’t help but ogle at the otter’s buff bod, and the otter wasn’t helping one bit, pushing his ass out to make it more visible, bending over enough for his cheeks to spread and reveal that eagerly winking pucker, bouncing his pecs with those small but thick nipples begging to be sucked on.
It was a miracle that Max didn’t bust a nut right there. Hands-free at that.
The next day, Max woke up feel hella sore! But strangely enough, he felt quite good! In fact, too good that he did some quick warm ups right there in his room to get his blood pumping. Even posing in the bathroom mirror. Did his biceps get bigger?
He sat at the breakfast table with the food he got from the gym, wolfing down everything, including the veggies before downing his Bulk Up drink in a few, big gulps. Once he was done, he helped his dad with the dishes, something he rarely did willingly which surprised Goofy, but he wasn’t going to look the gift horse in the mouth.
With that done, Max was quickly back at the gym, his otter friend waiting for him just like yesterday. This time, with two bottles of Bulk Up, one for each of them. As they worked out, they’d take small sips here and there.
However, there was a small tickle that nagged at the back of Max’s mind the more he worked out with his new friend, but it was both overpowered and drowned out by the pleasant tingle he kept feeling all over his body. Is that how bulking up is supposed to feel? Didn’t matter! He was having way too much fun~!
His body felt a bit tight and heavy, but only for a bit. His clothes drenched in sweat as he worked for hours, weights that he had trouble with yesterday felt like holding paper-weights now, he felt pumped and VERY good!
However, he was feeling a bit too good. “Oh shit!” During one of his breaks, while the otter wasn’t looking, he quickly adjusted his growing cock in his shorts, but his manhood just refused to go down. It wasn’t just the otter either, everywhere Max looked, everyone his eyes fell on, looked mighty sexy and appetizing, his cock twitching and throbbing in his shorts, even squirting a bit down his leg.
And working out with his new friend wasn’t helping much, still the obvious, shameless tease, he kept himself pretty close to Max, his hands running over the young man’s body, which only enhanced the tingling sensation all that crawled under his skin. Bet the look of admiration in the otter’s eyes felt quite… great. Max found himself flexing and posing for his new friend to touch and caress his body.
But just before the otter decided to go ‘below the belt’... “I, uh… I think I’m gonna stop here for today!” Max barked out all of a sudden. “Just, uhm… n-not feeling too god, hehe-hyuck!” Darnit, he thought he got rid of that weird laugh of his dad’s.
“Sure thing. I guess we shouldn’t have pushed you too hard today. Especially with how much Bulk Up we both drank.” Max raised a curious eyebrow at that statement, but the otter waved it off. “Oh, it’s nothing to worry about. Also…” He leaned in and whispered huskily in Max’s ear. “Don’t worry about popping one in here. We’re all men here and we’re all the same~” With that, he gave Max a small smack to the rear and sent him on his way.
Later that night, Max’s body felt heavier to him than sore, but he just chalked it up to the hard workout he had earlier today. Even his dad complimented his growth, but there was a tiny glint in Goofy’s eyes when he did, but Max didn’t pay attention.
He was in his room playing some online game with his buds, wearing a baggy tank top and some briefs. “Hey Max, heard you joined a gym recently.” That was Bobby.
“Yeah, feeling pretty good. They told me that visiting and using their gear is free, but I might get an actual membership. That place is awesome!” Despite how his body felt, Max was above the clouds right now.
“Yeah, getting all bulked up for the ladies~” Bobby teased with a sing-song tone.
“Or guys, remember?” PJ warned jokingly, followed by the three of them chuckling. Max didn’t hide his recently discovered sexuality from his best friends and they didn’t reject him, in fact, a bit of news like that made their bond even stronger.
“Funny enough, they actually sell a drink that is called ‘Bulk Up’ some kind of mix of energy drink and steroid. Had a bit of it the last couple of days and I’m feeling quite good.” He flexed one arm to show off, before remembering that their call was voice-only. But he was surprised at himself when he noticed how thick his bicep grew.
They kept playing for a couple more hours before Bobby left, soon after PJ said his goodnight, Max stayed on and played with some randos for about an hour or so more before finally calling it a night as well.
As he went over to his bed, he finally noticed how hot the room was. “Holy shit… i-is the AC broken?” Nope, it was on and on ‘cool’ mode. “Dammit…” He cursed under his breath, his body heating up like a furnace. Eventually, he took off his tank top, from how drenched it was, it felt like he was peeling off a layer of skin.
“F-Fuck…” The heaviness in his body changed to a faint tightness. He rubbed at his arms and pecs, taking a sharp breath through his teeth when his finger grazed against his nipple. “What the…? Were they this sensitive?” Out of curiosity, he rubbed at his nipples a bit more, feeling a jolt of electricity shooting through his body and touching each and every pleasure cell and node inside of him. “Hhooooo-fuck!”
His body began feeling tighter and tighter by the second, but also so, sooooo good~! “Oh, fuck yeah…” He looked down and noticed that his pecs… “Did they get bigger!?” Then looking at his arms… “Oh god!” Yep, they were bulkier. Now pleasure was replaced by fear. His body was growing right before his eyes, from the lanky twunk he started out as, now he suddenly had a body that could rival his otter friend. But his own was more ripped and compact.
His cock was fighting against his briefs for release, the thing fabric already stretched to its limits. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fu-” Before he could reach for his briefs… *RRRIIIIPPP* His cock burst through the front, ripping them right off. “Ah, fuck it! They were old anyway.” But seeing his cock hard as it is now… “What the fuck!?” Yep, his cock was MUCH bigger now. He started out with a mere 6-inches hard, but now he was easily 10 or 11 inches hard, and thick as a beer can, if not thicker. Definitely an assbreaker of a cock.
Once the initial shock of his sudden growth died off, the heat and pleasure return in full force. “Shiiiittt… what did they put in that stuff?” He asked no one in particular, and right now, he wasn’t looking for an answer. It was doing its job and giving him the bulky body he desired.
One hand went back to his chest and nipples, rubbing, groping, and massaging at both pecs, while the other hand went to his cock, stroking his growing length from base to head, a goofy smile spreading on his face. “Oh, fuck yeah…” As he stroked himself, his body began heating up once again, this time it felt like a fire was burning deep inside of him.
Even with the AC at full blast, it was not working. Sweat was rolling down his body and drenching his mattress, his skin glistening beautifully under the faint light from outside. With each beat of his heart, he felt his body getting tighter and heavier once again, ripples of power coursing through his body as he was basically worshipping himself.
“Ffffuuuuccckkk… More…” He moaned weakly, his mind fogging up with desire and lust. His body moving on its own at this point as his hand released his pecs, trailing down and tracing over his abs, teasing the base of his cock, grabbing and rubbing at his heavy and full balls that filled his palm… until it finally reached his ass… which was soaked in sweat, ‘swamp ass’ wouldn’t even describe it properly.
Before he could stop himself *schlip* “Oohhnnnn-fuck~!” He moaned deeply a couple of fingers slipped in with ease, all that sweat making the perfect lube as he began fingering his ass vigorously. “Oh fuck yeah! That’s it… come on…!” A third finger was added and all three were shoved down to the base. “Oh yeah! That’s it!” With one hand working his cock and the other his ass, his pleasure sensories were being overloaded. He didn’t want this sensation to end!
But when his fingers pushed against his prostate? “Oh… FUCK!” He barked out as this violent torrent of cum blasted off from his cock, easily splattering the ceiling of his room. And he didn’t stop there, his cock was basically a rampaging hose, spraying cum everywhere! The ceiling, the bed, his table and computer, wardrobe, the floor, it literally went EVERYWHERE!
He kept jerking and fingering himself throughout the whole thing, even aiming his cock down, ending up splashing himself in the face, mouth, and chest, painting himself white with his massive load.
By the time he finished, his mind was blank, body was spent, eyes tired and unfocused, he could barely keep himself awake. The moment he closed his eyes, he basically blacked out for the night.
“Max? Maxie?” He stirred from his slumber, eyes slowly fluttering open, only to see the nervous and blushing face of his dad.
When he fully opened his eyes and saw the state of his room, he blushed even harder than Goofy, opening his mouth to ‘explain’, but his dad stopped him. “I’m not going to ask, son. You’re a young man, still in your… virile and… active age. Nothing to be ashamed of, a-HYUCK! Just, um… make sure to clean up.” Then rushed out of the room.
“Fuck me…” Max groaned as he got out of bed… “Huh?” The moment he stood up, he noticed some differences. His body felt heavier than normal, just not the stifling heaviness from last night. But then he saw himself in the mirror. “WHOAH!” Gone was the lanky, scrawny twink from a couple of days ago. Now standing in front of the mirror was this jacked BEAST of a man. “Oh my god… Hahah…” He chuckled in disbelief as he nervously flexed one arm… then the other… then tried bouncing his pecs and failed, but it still felt good. “Holy shit? Is that really me!?”
His arms and legs grew into massive and powerful tree trunks, with veins mapping his limbs from the hands/feet up, all the way to his torso. Not a single drop of fat could be seen or felt when he rubbed a hand across his abdomen, just a steel-solid row of six-pack abs. His pecs were bloated out a few inches in front of him, creating that ‘blindspot’ that he only heard about, his nipples felt like fleshy doorknobs, but weren’t as big, just thick enough to really pinch at.
But what he loved the most… “Holy shit! So it wasn’t a dream!” He looked down at his ‘twig and berries’, which now grew to a thick slab of salami with two, heavy grapefruits dangingling behind it, playfully swaying his hips and chuckling as they swung heavily between his legs. “Guess they weren’t kidding about those drinks~” Then his expression perked up as he remembered the talk he had with his buds yesterday. “I gotta show the guys!” But now… he faced his biggest dilemma.
He went downstairs… “Uh, dad… can you help me with something?” Goofy was busy cooking up some eggs and sausages for breakfast, when turned and saw his son, who was now almost as tall as he is, but triple, if not quadruple his mass in muscles. Max smiled sheepishly and nervously, wearing nothing but a towel, but even that could barely hide his manhood from the world. “N-None of my clothes fit me now… oops~?”