I remember doing curls with 300kgs. Back when I was 12.
Yeah, feels like nothing these days. Now 300 tons might be more of a challenge.
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@torosus
I remember doing curls with 300kgs. Back when I was 12.
Yeah, feels like nothing these days. Now 300 tons might be more of a challenge.
I am the immovable object.
And the unstoppable force.
Meet Yuri. He’s a nurse whose manhood has never been questioned for his choice of profession. Of course, having arms the size of his detractors helps, as well as his intolerance of misogyny and other forms of bigotry.
It’s gonna be a good morning after all.
Now that’s what I call “the best part of waking up.” (No trademark infringement intended.)
Vince here decided to start a new wrestling team, but one specifically for guys in his... particular predicament.
You see, it gets difficult to find a decent wrestling opponent when you can toss locomotives around like beach balls. Any volunteers?
Oh, I should tell you that he has one stipulation: winner fucks the loser.
Remember that D&D group I met up with? The skinny nerds who sat around playing Dungeons and Dragons, two of whom have now become massive beasts of godlike muscle that are now drowning in worshipers? Turns out the last remaining member of that crew couldn’t hold off calling me for a metamorphosis any longer.
Meet their paladin, Nick. He’s your classic nice-guy who finishes last, only these days he’s finishing first. But his change is a bit different from his buddies. You see, in addition to a body like a Greek god, he asked me to give him the strength of ten powerlifters. Well, he sent me this text from a local spa, right before he showed the guys there just how hot and powerful he was. Apparently, there were more people turned on by a 300-some-odd pound bodybuilder bending barbells like so many pipe cleaners than I thought.
I've been talking to this guy who's already a huge bodybuilder and I want to be his muscle bound little bro but I need some help getting there. Any chance you could transform me with the Chronivac and turn me into his perfect little worshipper.
Found you a muscle-god of a boyfriend, have you? Congrats! You’ll have to get used to lots of protein shakes and flexing, but something tells me that you don’t mind that one bit. Since one good muscle-beast deserves another, let’s see what I can do for you.
Woah! Looks like this thing works better than I thought. Quite an impressive bit of mass you have going there. I wouldn’t be surprised if you get a few worshipers of your own.
Here’s another of my Chronivac projects. Jake here was a skinny kid who preferred to spend his time gawking at pictures of big muscles. When he found my page, he quickly contacted me and practically begged me to give him the body of a bad-ass muscle beast.
As you can see, he’s quite pleased with the results. Not only does he now have a legion of little twinks desperate to worship his powerful muscles, but he rarely goes to bed without at least two of them worn out from being power-fucked by his 11″ man-missile. And his harem of worshipers grows every day. All he has to do is flex those big guns of his and he gains at least three more.
Don't get me wrong, i love my husband dearly but...Hes really thin and ideally i like my guys huge and shredded. Hes also super nice, and i honestly wouldn't mind him being a little more gruff and on the straight side. Can you help me out?
Say hello to your new husband. Though you may need to give him a couple of days to get used to the new body and desires. He just texted me this photo with a thank-you for his newly massive muscles. Of course, he’s plowing pussies left and right now, gathering a veritable harem of girls who are practically begging to ride his 11″ cock.
Not that he minds, since he’s now bisexual. He’s still committed to you, and he told me as much at the gym right before a pair of twins came over and started flirting with us. He just prefers to keep the gruff exterior because you love it so much.
After we took turns fucking those twins into heights of sexual bliss they’ll never experience with other guys, he headed out of the gym. Said something about wanting to show you just how long he can last in the sack. I must warn you that we were fucking those twins for nearly an hour and he didn’t stop once.
I looked up one of my bullies on Facebook, hoping he turned into some washed up loser. No such look, He turned into a complete hunk, a pic of him on the beach showed him with tight abs, huge biceps and swimmingtrunks that had such a bulge his old nickname 'Coke Can Calvin' might not do him justice anymore. Any chance you can take some of that muscle and transfer it to me? As a payback for the years of torment.
Well, I am a sucker for a good story of turning the tables on the bully. So, here you go:
See those massive biceps that used to be his? Those are yours now. Now, when it’s the season of “sun’s out, guns out,” you can take advantage of your right to bare arms. (I know I’m using the wrong ‘bare/bear.’ It’s deliberate.) Welcome to the gun show, big man.
Those tight abs? Yup, once his but now yours. In fact, they’re one of the reasons you hardly wear shirts in the summer. The others being your massive pecs, cannonball shoulders, and wing-like lats. Being massive and ripped does have its advantages, don’t you think?
Sorry, I couldn’t get a full shot of your newly massive cock, as it would’ve needed its own picture. Suffice it to say I improved on his own member. That’s a full 12″-by-10″ monster schlong you’re sporting now, ready to fill asses and/or pussies to your heart’s content.
In fact, little Calvin is looking like he wants to be your first conquest. Not only is he back to being Coke Can Calvin, but I also made him hungry for your superior body and cock. He’s been practically begging to worship you like the muscle god you’ve become before offering himself as your own personal cumdump.
Have fun.
I'd love to join the D&D game going on. I'm playing an elf ranger who is secretly a prince! Maybe you can help the real me become as handsome as royalty should be!
A ranger that’s secretly a prince, eh? Here’s something that can make you look the part. This is one prince that is definitely getting the royal treatment.
Of course, you hardly wear shirts when it’s warm, which accounts for the beach-boy tan. “Sun’s out, guns out?” More like “sun’s out, shirt’s off.” In fact, the others implemented that new rule for you: no shirts while the average high is at least 65° Fahrenheit. This way, you have an incentive to keep looking as powerful as a prince should look.
Beasts of D&D, part 2
Remember Harry, the wimpy D&D player who I gave a major muscle upgrade? He’s still playing as his cleric, only now he’s balancing that with a very healthy sex life. Quite a few people have been blessed by him, if you know what I’m saying.
This is another of his D&D buddies, Mitch. He’s their shifty rogue, a moon elf who is, or rather was, his mirror image. Believe it or not, this towering titan of muscle used to be 5′7 and 135 pounds soaking wet, not to mention a constant target for bullies. Then he met me and, well, you get the idea. Now, he’s 6′5″ tall, close to 300 pounds of muscle, and intimidating those who did the same to him. Looks like he’ll be making more Intimidate checks than Persuasion checks.
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Hello Mr. Torosus. I'm a 21 year old mexican guy who has something for big arab bodybuilders. I'm pretty smoth myself, with a baby face and a twinkish body way younger than my actual age so I never get taken seriously and that bothers me a lot. I would be forever grateful if you could turn me into an alpha male who gets respect every way he goes. Thanks again, Jose
Well, Jose, you no longer have that problem anymore with the massive, powerful body you’ve been building for yourself. Though now, you’ll have to get used to people calling you Asad, as it’s your new name. It means “lion” in Arabic and, like the big cat for whom you’re named, you command great respect, especially from your much smaller admirers/worshipers.
You may be easily mistaken for being Hispanic, but you’re actually Egyptian now. You found the gym shortly after puberty hit and you took to it like a fish to water. Now, you’re bigger and more dominant than every one of your gym buddies, dwarfing each of them by at least 50 pounds of muscle. Your pride and joy, however, are your gargantuan biceps, which eclipse most of your friends’ heads.
It’s for this reason that you rarely have sleeves, preferring to be able to provide an impromptu gun show wherever you are.No more being mistaken for being younger than your 21 years, and say goodbye to not being taken seriously. Now, people around you respect you, and your admirers prefer to call you Master Asad.
Hey, would you mind using the chronivac to help me out? I'm a skinny guy but I've always wanted to be a buff hairy beast. You know, bulging muscles coated in hair, a chiseled face adorned with a manly beard, the works.
Hmm, going muscle-bear, huh? I think I can help you with that.
It would take a lot of shaving if you want the smooth look again, but love that beard. You’ll attract quite few cubs with those muscles. In short, woof!
Beasts of D&D (request from typoguy454)
So I ran into this kid, Harry, a few days ago. He was a good kid, but extremely shy. I haven’t seen around campus, so I asked him where he usually hangs out. He said he usually plays Dungeons and Dragons with his friends. However, he secretly dreams of being a god of muscle. So I set up a Chronivac change to occur when he woke up the next morning. The next morning, I get this texted to me:
“Holy shit, dude! I’m a beast! Roommate took this right before he begged for my muscle-cock! Can’t thank you enough.”
Well, wouldn’t you know that his D&D friends have been beating my door down trying to get me to change me like they changed “their healer?” Apparently, his character is a cleric. I think I might just take them up on their offer.
Aero1995 seems to have a thing for Puerto Ricans, and wants me to turn him into a Boricua beefcake. Well, you’re in luck, because I had this set up for just such an occasion.
Here’s your new look. I’ve come to calling him Gabriel. He’s 6′ tall, 250 pounds of ripped Rican muscle, and a complete papi chulo. You can now use your considerable charisma and machismo to charm the pantalones off any one you feel like fucking. A simple flex of those guns will seal the deal. Before long, your new fucktoy will be calling you Papi.
What’s up, world? This is Torosus with his inaugural post here on Tumblr. The name means “muscular” in Latin, and it seems to fit, don’t you think?
I wasn’t always this massive and sexy. In fact, it was only yesterday that I found a device called a Chronivac that changes the world to your desires, specifically other people. So, guess who my first test subject was? Yup, you guessed it! Me!
So now, instead of some skinny guy who would be embarrassed in short sleeves, I’m the big, hulking, muscle beast you see in the picture above. The first night after making my changes, I managed to pick up a little muscle-loving twink at a local bar. He’s off-camera, sleeping off the mother of all ass-poundings from my 12″ monster dong.
So now, I think I’ll do some community service with this thing in-between changing my out-of-shape nerd friends into massive muscle monsters. Send me a message and I’ll see what I can do.