The Biggest
By TheOwnedBull
“Double it! I’ve got plenty of cash!” the over muscled handsome jock yelled at his coach.
“I can’t! I’m telling you, you’ve already done too much and there’s possible…” Coach Thompson tried to warn the cocky college student.
Mark stepped towards Coach Thompson aggressively. At 6’3” and nearly three hundred pounds of roided muscle he was one to easily intimidate, even the thickly muscled coach.
“I said double the fucking dose.” Mark said in a low, threatening voice inches from Coach Thompson’s ear.
Mark let go and stepped back, turning towards the large mirror in Coach Thompson’s garage. He lifted both arms and flexed his enormous arms.
“This is huge, a good start. But I want to be the fucking BIGGEST, understand?” Mark said as Coach Thompson went to the refrigerator where he kept the stuff.
Mark kept flexing in front of the mirror. He was gigantic and everyone he ran into commented on it or quietly stared. Thanks to previous visits with Coach Thompson his muscle mass became freakish in only a few weeks. His tight t-shirt and running shorts showed off as much muscle as possible without being naked. His biceps were like softballs and his shoulders were so thick his neck was barely existent. He flexed his big chest out, each pec like half of a basketball, then rubbed one hand over his washboard stomach. He smiled his handsome smile at his enormous reflection.
“Before I do this I think you should really consider the side effects…” Coach said as he approached Mark with two needles.
“I won’t repeat myself again, I want to be the fucking biggest, so double the dose or I’ll turn your ass in to the cops for even selling this shit in the first place.” Mark threatened.
Coach Thompson cautiously walked to Mark and raised the back of his running shorts to expose his enormously bubbled bare ass cheek. “This stuff works much faster the more you’ve taken so…”
“Shut up just and inject me.” Mark said condescendingly.
Coach Thompson shook his head and did as he was told. He put the needle into his large muscled cheek and pressed the contents of the needle in.
“The other one.” Mark said as he turned his other ass cheek to the coach.
Coach Thompson lifted Mark’s shorts again and pumped the second injection in. While doing it he couldn’t help but smile. That huge bubble butt in his face was soon going to be much, much more impressive.
“You’re done” Coach said as he stepped away and threw the needles out.
“Shit, I think I feel it already.” Mark said as he continued flexing in front of the mirror. A huge, self satisfied smile stretched across his face as he could see his muscles starting to react to the injections. His chest and arms slowly began to swell beyond their already freaky size. “Fuck yeah this is the real deal!” Mark exclaimed as he rubbed his hand over his chest which he could feel growing under his fingers.
Coach Thompson watched with interest as the selfish, greedy jock indulged in his growing muscle.
“Fuck, man!” Mark exclaimed when he turned to the side. “This is a serious bubble ass!” he said as he stuck his ass out and slapped it hard with one hand. It didn’t budge. He rubbed his hand over his left cheek as it was growing out rounder and the small running shorts were riding up between his rapidly enlarging cheeks.
While he looked at his side profile he noticed his now protruding abdomen.
“Fuck! Gut’s growing too.” He said rubbing it. “But fucking worth it to get THIS fucking big!” he said as he blew it off in favor of his still swelling muscles. He put his arms up again and smiled as he could see his biceps getting taller and thicker. And not just his biceps, all of his triceps thickened and swelled. He flexed again, thinking his huge arms must be past 22" feet around now and were still growing.
Mark’s massive pecs swelled bigger and rounder as if they were slowly filling with air. The thought crossed his mind briefly that if they didn’t stop soon he’s going to need a bra. But that idea only lasted for a fraction of a second as he noticed his shorts and shirt we now uncomfortably tight. The huge jock had already blown past 300 pounds and was growing rapidly.
As his bubble ass swelled and grew rounder, his bulging gut began growing out even faster as if he had an air hose stuck up his ass. The jock's shirt began riding up over his expanding gut. His shirt was getting so tight over his growing pecs that Mark tore his shirt off. He needed to get a better look at his beefed up physique anyway.
As Mark posed and flexed his swelling muscles he suddenly fell off balance but caught himself. “Whoa, I’m getting fucking heavy!” He said as he could no longer ignore his now huge round gut under his pecs.
“What the fuck? My god damn gut is getting huge.” Mark said as he rubbed his hand over his firm but stretching ball belly.
“I told you there could be side effects…” Coach Thompson said with a hint of “told you so” in his voice. The huge jock's body was inflating in every direction.
“Well is there fucking antidote for this gut or something? I can’t walk around looking like this.” Mark said as he used both hands to shake his massive ball gut. Just then a snap was heard as Mark’s small running shorts burst off his expanding ass. Leaving the already shirtless, blown-up jock even more exposed. His weight was quickly closing to around 400 pounds.
“Well, I wouldn’t worry about that too much. You won’t be walking much longer.” Coach Thompson said with a smile.
“What the fuck is happening to me?!” Mark exclaimed as he tried to take a step towards the coach. But he stumbled as he stepped. His legs were so swollen they pushed against each other as he tried to walk. He was getting so huge his body felt like a tank, losing agility with each second.
“Fucker! Get me an antidote or some shit, I can’t go out look like this!” Mark yelled as he realized his hands could now only reach the top half of his expanding gut. At his new size, he would be too big even for football. He looked in the mirror to see his arms and chest were still muscling up but his ass and gut were growing way out of proportion, appearing to consume the rest of his body. He was horrified to see he was literally ballooning up and his mobility becoming more and more limited by the minute. He had to be well beyond 450 pounds by that point. He was getting freakishly huge. His hulking arms were now pushed way out to his sides. His huge neck seemed to disappear as his bulging traps grew up to his ears. As he shifted his weight to step forward, he was caught off balance by his own weight.
“That double dose, Mark, I tried to warn ya.” Coach Thompson said as he slapped the front of Mark’s weather balloon sized gut, now so big Mark couldn’t even reach the front of it. He looked at Mark’s face which was also filling out, making him look even rounder. “But look at it this way. When you’re finished growing you’re gonna get your wish…you are gonna be the biggest!”
Mark struggled to move as his massive gut continued to swell into a freaky ball shape. “Fucker, turn me back! I’m gonna fucking kill you!” He screamed, stepping forward with a forceful jerk. His overblown 550 pound body didn't move easily. He panicked as his hands moved over what he could reach of his gut, which was growing less by the minute. A panicked look spread over the monstrously large man's face. He seemed to freeze in his standing position.
“I tried to warn you. “ Coach began as he walked around Mark’s massive and still expanding girth. “There’s side effects. But you, you’re a greedy self-absorbed fucker. From the first time you came in here demanding to be the biggest. And no matter how big you grown it’s not enough. So if you ask me, you’re right now getting exactly what you asked for. And, more importantly, what you deserve.” Coach Thompson said.
The coach stepped close to the blimped up jock and slapped Mark across his now bloated face. “You’re fulfilling your own greedy purpose.” Mark's whole body was still growing wider, thicker, and heavier and he only groaned. Standing in place, the already impossibly huge jock seemed to just become paralyzed in panic.... and growing still bigger.
Mark tried to yell again but his his cheeks had swollen so much they began pushing his lips too tightly together. Despite all the screaming and pleas for help, only muffles and loud groans actually came out. Mark struggled to move but it only worked against him. Nearly 700 pounds now he had grown so bulky and so round he started to tip forward onto his huge gut. He let out a muffled yell as he rolled helplessly onto his huge gut as his two enormously bloated bubble butt rose up.
Coach Thompson looked at the biggest bubble ass he’d ever seen. “Well isn’t this a compromising position.” He said as he slapped one of the bloated cheeks, now each the size of beach ball. “What I’ve wanted to do to this ass for SO long! And this! This is an improvement on even your legendary bubble ass! I think I’ll indulge!”
Mark tried yelling but again it only came out as a muffle.
“What was that, boy?” The coach smiled, “You want to make sure I don’t pull out? I think I can arrange that!” he said as he started to undress.
Mark made one final struggle but he was exhausted and came to a rest as he accepted defeat. He sat there atop of his enormously spherical gut, his limbs packed so full of muscle and fat that he could hardly bend a joint. That injection had tripled his size at this point. He was barely mobile, and at that moment his eyes widened with the horrible realization that coach was right; He did get his wish to be the biggest.