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Oh Shit

It was probably a bad idea to have teased Peter about his acne and his annoying whiney lisp. Or to have mocked his tiny penis. Especially in the locker room...

Back Alley Exchange

At first he had planned to simply steal Jake’s muscles. But the little nerd discovered that he craved more than that. He didn’t want to beat up a weak and...

Oblivious Part 2

As I suspected, the boys did try to arrange to meet up with Jeff after school but Bryan had promised Mom to help me clean out the garage and couldn’t...

Oblivious Part 1

Things had turned really sour in our neighborhood. Duncan, a close friend of my brother, had been mercilessly trashed by a gang of thugs on his way to school. The...

The Monster Within

Wallace had been missing for almost a week. His absence was barely noticed at school - the quiet straight-A student had cultivated very few friends. However when he returned, suddenly...

Thank You Baby

“I really have no idea what you saw in me. I was a complete fucking wuss until you laced my food with that masculinity-enhancing formula - a boring pimple-faced dork.”...

Robostud

“Fuck yeah!” growled Kurt, as he admired his thick and veiny physique in the mirror. Just a week ago he had been a balding and overweight 43-year-old drugstore clerk. Life...

Curses

A long time ago, a young boy fell in love with a beautiful girl. However the girl was a mean and uncaring soul. She pretended to fall in love with...

That Summer

That summer Greg, Peter and Rick made a pact to join a gym together and finally get in shape. They hoped to pack a little muscle on to their scarecrow...

The Conqueror

When he had left for summer vacation, Dwayne was an under-developed little dweeb. Good natured and likable but a complete nobody in the social scene. Now he had returned to...

Distractions

It had been a stupid mistake to steal and inject the super-soldier serum the evening before an important test. Now Josh was paying the price for his impatience, trying to...

While You Were Gone Part 1

“Mark? Is that you?” asked James. He was gazing in disbelief at the skimpily-dressed muscle stud lounging on his sofa. “If it isn’t little Jimbo?” smirked the jock. Mark’s accent was...