Ben was trying hard to figure out how to stop his muscles from growing, but he couldn’t think of anything, he just couldn’t concentrate. He tried to stay focused, to find a solution to his problem, but at the same time he couldn’t help getting more and more aroused by the swelling of his muscles. Part of his mind knew that he had to do something, but the other part loved what was happening.
Ben could feel how his lats were pushing his arms further and further away from his body. His pecs were enormous already, and still they were growing, as if they were being blown up. Every once in a while, Ben had to adjust his stance, his quads pushing against each other, filling out with more and more muscle. The last shreds of Ben’s shirt finally exploded, revealing the full mass of his ever increasing biceps. Ben looked down at himself, feeling his neck muscles swell with every movement he made, so that it was becoming more and more difficult to move his head.
“I have to stop this now”, Ben said to himself, and tried to pick up the notebook. His abs had become too big by now, however, and his pecs had swelled up too much, so he couldn’t even manage to bend down fully anymore. He tried again, but the effort seemed to speed up his growth; the cracking and crunching got louder again, and another wave of energy rushed over him. The pressure in his abs and pecs increased, and he felt himself being pushed into an upright position again. He tried to grab the notebook with his right arm, but there as well the size of his muscles was just to much, his biceps bulged, his forearms got thicker and thicker, and it took all his strength to manage even the tiniest movement. In a few seconds, Ben wouldn’t be able to move at all, and still his muscles kept growing.