Unjust Desserts | Library Book

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A bodybuilder, disqualified from competition for using steroids, swears his revenge on the other gym rats, sending in boxes of enchanted protein bars that grow their consumers like mad.


Are you fucking KIDDING ME?! …. this is SUCH bullshit – I don’t even – everyone uses!! So you caught me during a cycle, fucking ridiculous. Test all these other fucks randomly, you’ll have no one left for your dumb competitions … all the fucking work I’ve put into this body. None of you fuckers are as big as me, or as shredded as me, or as .. fucking PROPORTIONATE as me – you’re all jealous!! That’s why you’re doing this .. ban me, then, it’s your fucking loss! You’ll pay for this …….

… Hope you’re hungry, fuckers! …

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Those shitheads are in for it …. all of them … everyone who goes to that gym, even. I don’t care …. haven’t dusted off these bad boys in a while … experimental recipe gone wrong, perhaps … feels very correct, right now …. let’s get baking …….

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Hey there, man, you work the desk here? ….. got a shipment for you …. uhh, idunno, really, I just deliver … looks like a couple pallets … some sort of protein bar … probably a new company handing out free samples … get these gym rats hooked so you can sell em more later! Hahah … can you sign? …… perfect, thanks man. Where can I unload? ……. got it ………..

… mhmm … dude, have you tried out the new protein bars they’re giving out? … front desk, they’re free go grab one. The guy said if people like them, they’ll start buying them to sell but they’ve got samples for now …. ughh, seriously they’re so fucking good. I can’t even describe to you. They’re the greatest thing I’ve ever tasted. I’m like, leaking precum eating this shit hahah …. things packed with protein, too! And lots of other anabolic supplements and nutrients. I swear, I’ve been eating them a few days now, I’ve hit a PR on all my sets and I’m up like 5lbs, smart scale says it’s all lean mass. Go get one! I’m telling everyone hahah I should get a cut of their profits hahah ……

… Jeez, the gyms been so packed lately … Meatheads everywhere. Hope they get some more machines and bench racks. Hate waiting … Everyone here looks jacked, too .. I think the whole city’s heard about those fucking protein bars. Even the competitors are mowing em down. They said they took piss tests and there’s nothing illegal. Wonder what their made of ……. E- Eric?? Dude is that you? …… Scrawny ass motherfucker, look at you! You’re huge! Swear to Christ, you musta been 150lbs soaking wet last I saw you, what happened?! ….. You gained 30lbs this month!! What the hell, it looks like mostly muscle too … Are you -? Taller? Hahaha …. Wait seriously? …. Have .. have you been eating those bars? ….. Yeah … Look .. literally every guy in here has one in his hand ….. Something weirds going on ……….

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In a matter of weeks, half the city’s men were lifting at the same gym. The free samples were long depleted, but having grown addicted, the men were paying out the nose to keep in constant supply. The gym owner was happy to reap a portion of the profits from the mystery seller, as well as procuring a free supply for himself, chewing down one or two bars every waking hour along with his regular meals.

The men seemed to grow only hungrier, the more they consumed, they’re only limitations being their budget. The wealthier guys were eating bars all day long and it showed. Even the men who could only afford one bar a day were gaining a few pounds each week.

As the men consumed, they grew stronger and more masculine … More aggressive amongst onr another … Their beards and body hair grew in darker and thicker, covering more of their skin ….. Their hands and feet widened and lengthened, becoming beefy and impressively large, cocks and balls stuffed into their gym shorts following suit …..

The wealthiest men, and the gym owner, were growing up to 5lbs daily – the gain was a very dirty bulk. Though they rapidly increased their strength, throwing up hundreds of pounds of weight like tissue paper, and their muscles swelled with incredible size and shape, about half the weight they piled on was fat.

The fat clung to their asses and thighs, atop their mighty chests making them plump with stretched out nipples; it rounded their faces and jaws, made their skin all over soft and plump. The fat especially collected in their guts – men walked around, hulking beasts, with massively round bellies that refused to be contained within the largest of clothing.

The gym owner, who also ran the largest bodybuilding competition in the area, had been the one to drug test and ban our story’s upset antagonist. The mystery seller made sure he received as many bars as he liked. Brain now completely rewired, he craved them constantly. In a few months time, he had grown almost 500lbs heavier, nearly 700lbs in total … He was six inches taller. Hands feet and cock enormous. Voice deeper and body covered in thick hair. He remained mobile, albeit with a stiffness and a waddle, despite the massive obesity, because his muscles were equally gigantic.

The more the owner ate the bars, the more he wanted to eat, and the less he thought about weight lifting. The phenomenon could be seen across the gym, especially amongst the wealthier men who were almost consuming as much as him. These men were starting to come in to lift just once a week, while stockpiling bars to eat at home. A once bustling gym was getting quieter and quieter, though the owner was making more money than ever – a fraction, of course, of what the seller was making off of these poor, stupid men.

Without the stimulation of lifting, the weight gain continued, but all of the energy being consumed was turning into fat. Rounder and rounder, until they had to order their bars for home delivery in between the constant take out meals being delivered, the men of the city grew into half ton fat slobs, Adonis’s of muscle now buried beneath mountains of still-growing chub ….

The owner, with his constant supply … now sat alone in his home, staring blankly at the TV … shoveling down protein bars and fast food, double fisting, one after another without pause … visibly growing bigger as he sat lazily, transfixed …. his feet now 3 feet long and absurdly beefy, slamming into the walls …. his head craning against the ceiling, mattress flat, in pieces beneath him on the floor …. his hairy, muscle-bound body, actively swelling with fat … like a ball of dough expanding in the heat, on fast forward ….. oblivious to his prison … even as his dumb facial expression contorted with surprise and confusion …. continuing to grow ……..


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