Max Reynard | Morphelio

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Two couples become friends, but after a year of close ties, one of the pairs has grown muscular, while the other two worry about having gotten fat … since they have no desire to slim down, they decide to blow their friends up and level the field.

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Sayeed and Jack met Greg and Robbie at an event near downtown during Pride last year. They’d bonded over espresso martinis, Pokemon Unite, their enthusiasm for board games, and an instant connection that’s otherwise hard to describe. They felt comfortable around one another, and they proceeded to spend more and more time together. Meals, game nights, local events, bar nights – they saw each at least each week for months on end.

As those months progressed, each couple went on their own journey, separate from their times together. Sayeed and Jack got into a new video game that held their attention for hours each day. They felt more fulfilled in their social life, between their close friends, and the myriad of people they met while out around the city or on a couples’ vacation. Their eating habits got sloppy, or more decadent while out, and their time spent at the gym dwindled. By the end of the year, they’d each lost some of their previous muscle tone, and they’d each gained about 50lbs.

Greg and Robbie, on the other hand, were taking the new social bonds as a motivation to finally stop being so twink-ish. Rolling into their 30s, they felt less able to rely on receiving plenty of attention by keeping a slender, un-athletic body. Partly inspired by how Sayeed and Jack looked in a bathing suit when they first started hanging out, Greg and Robbie began measuring their protein intake, taking creatine supplements, and lifting weights 5 or 6 days each week. By the end of that same year, they’d each gained about 25lbs, but it was all muscle, with a body fat percentage somewhere around 7 or 8%.

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Scrolling through photos from a night out at the bar celebrating New Years, Sayeed stared at his phone for several minutes, occasionally zooming in and out, with a look of shock on his face. Jack interrupted him by placing a latte and a donut down in front of him, and asking what was wrong.

“Babe. Check out Greg and Robbie. I mean, we’ve been complimenting them on their figures, but I don’t think I really fully noticed how muscular they’ve grown.”

“Oh wow, yeah, they look great … hmm … next to us … kinda looks like …”

“Like they’ve gotten super fit and we’ve gotten super fat? We look so round and puffy next to them!”

“It’s not that big a deal!” Jack offered, while chewing through his third donut of the morning.

“It is a big deal. God, they must have been noticing … and I bet they talk between the two of them about how fat we look, and what happened to us? What if they’re starting to feel self-conscious about hanging out with us in public?”

“Babe, you’re being paranoid. They’re our friends. Besides, you look so cute all filled out hehheh.”

“Mmm … idunno … we’ve got that trip to Puerto Vallarta this May … throngs of gay men, all in little speedos, and we’re gonna be like the muffin men next to our ripped friends.”

“Do you wanna start working out again, cutting out sweets?”

“I … no. No I really don’t wanna do that. There must be something else we can do.”

“We could relax and go about our day?”

“Mm .. that’s not it …….. what if Greg and Robbie .. got fat too?”

“I’m not following.”

“Mmmwahahaha.”

“Truly frightening. I’ll leave you to your donuts and your mania.”

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Clad in an oversized tee-shirt and 4 inch shorts, Sayeed stepped forward to hug Robbie and then Greg, giving them each a kiss on the cheek and a squeeze hello. As he leaned back, his hand brushed Greg’s abdomen like he was rubbing a washboard.

“My god, you guys always were skinny,” he exclaimed, rubbing Greg’s six pack again with embellishment. “I think you might have gotten even skinnier!”

“What?!” Greg countered. “No way, we’re not skinny anymore. Look at all this beef haha.”

He flexed his arms and then his chest, chuckling to imply his joking, although he was feeling triggered by being called thin.

“Yeah, yeah,” Sayeed laughed, patting him in the shoulder. “I guess you two just have a more petite appetite. Like a rabbit hahah. Shall we head to brunch?”

Jack gave Sayeed an inquisitive stare before following as the other three scurried inside a restaurant near the pier. Once inside, Greg and Robbie scanned the menu with a quiet intensity, sharing almost worried glances between one another, while Sayeed sat smiling and knowing his order.

“What can I grab you fellas?” the server asked.

Sayeed answered first, “I’ll grab a stack of the cinnamon roll pancakes, a BLT, a side of sausages, and a mimosa.” Then he looked back at Greg and Robbie with a small smile while Jackie placed his order. Greg and Robbie looked at one another nervously a moment, and then Greg proceeded to order twice as much as Sayeed, with Robbie following suit.

Sayeed and Jackie finished their meals, feeling satisfied and sipping an espresso between good conversation. Their friends were struggling through the last of their meals, groaning a bit and rubbing their bloated guts. They paid the checks soon after, and went for a little walk, where Sayeed managed to convince them all to grab some ice cream.

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As the weeks progressed, this little song and dance continued. Sayeed goating his friends with implications of being too small while Jack simply watched with reserved amusement. Greg and Robbie tearing through monstrous portions to prove their size, and then lifting twice as often to make use of the food and praying for it to stick.

An effect was starting to take hold, and Greg and Robbie were desperate enough for size to call what they were doable a dirty bulk while denying any undesired consequences. Where they were sporting shredded six-packs, they were now smooth and soft, skin beginning to meet the fabric of their shirts instead of draping away from little waists. The sight was starting to do something to Sayeed and Jack – it was turning them on.

After a manic overnight session of Google searching and ordering supplements, Sayeed shared his haul with Jack over fritters in the breakfast nook.

“They’re appetite and growth stimulants. Not steroids. Just stuff that makes you hungry as hell, and primes your body to retain nutrients for big growth. Honestly, if they keep working out and eating a lot of protein, it’ll make their muscles grow faster too … plus I found a mass gainer formula that I’m thinking we convince them to switch for their protein shakes, since it has creatine and other supplements … and tons of sugar hehheh.”

“Wow … that’s so hot ….. should we be doing this?”

“They’ve literally been eating like cows and lifting like 3 hours a day, and that’s entirely their decision. I think we’ve unlocked something in them as much as we have in ourselves. I’ll just offer them the stuff, and they can make their own choice …”

“Alright ….”

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“So, yeah. I found this stuff. It’s a … growth stimulant …. makes your muscles grow faster. And this mass gaining formula is used by celebrities bulking up fast for a movie or whatnot. Since you guys are so into growing your … muscles .. do you wanna give it a try? I just haven’t been working out, so I can’t justify taking it anymore, cuz I’m not trying to make my muscles grow huge, ya know?”

Robbie and Greg looked at each other, then back at Sayeed and agreed to accept his gift, in unison, and with enthusiasm.

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In the months that followed, Sayeed’s hope was smashed by the intensity of what actually occurred. Robbie and Greg took the supplements and consumed the mass gainer each day, and within a few days, their hunger was disturbingly, unnaturally intense.

Believing their muscles were crying out for nutrients from the growth stimulants and from the training, they eagerly consumed ungodly amounts of heavy food, and they continued gulping down more supplements and mass gainer. At no point throughout the day were they not eating, just meals, and snacking while carrying out their daily activities. They even woke up twice each night to race to the fridge a down a brick of cheese or a jug of milk.

By the time April came around, Robbie and Greg had swollen their muscles by another 30lbs or so, they’d made serious gains in their strength and muscle endurance in the gym … but they’d also packed on over 100lbs of fat each. It stretched or displaced every inch of their clothing, unable to be contained. The both of them eclipsed 300lbs and were well on their way to more.

When they arrived at the all-inclusive, gay beach resort in Puerto Vallarta, the two couples donned their little square cut speedos and headed out to lounge in chairs over the sand, while servers came and brought them drinks.

Skinny twinks, shredded twunks, and casual bodybuilders paced back and forth, all staring on at the four of them and flexing their muscles as a display. Greg and Robbie shifted uncomfortably in their lounge chairs, fat bellies and hips and asses and thighs smothering the fabric of their swim trunks, on full naked display. They even hung off the sides of their chairs.

Sayeed and Jack, with their extra 50lbs of fat, sat comfortably next to their friends, splayed out and relaxed. All the same, they each enjoyed their drinks, and Greg and Robbie snacked endlessly while they sunbathed.

“Hey Robbie,” Sayeed asked. “I haven’t gotten you guys anymore supplements this month. Did you run out?”

“Nah,” Robbie responded. “Haven’t needed them anymore. Neither of us can stop eating, and we’re growing at least a few pounds a week still.”

Sayeed chuckled, satisfied and leaned back in his chair. His friends were now greedy, gluttonous, muscle pigs, with an emphasis on pigs, and their waistlines would continue to expand in the coming months. All four of them lay there, checking each other out at slyly as they could – each of them more turned on than they’d ever been …..

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