He had been a bit of a nerd before the dudes got to him. Of course he was still in the training phase but he was on his way to being a skater. Of course to make the transition easier, they let him keep his nerdy gamer gear headphones and stuff, but he’d be using then to listen to rad tunes instead of his little game fantasy. They just decided to let him roam the mall on his own, but if you look in the background one of the dudes were casually walking by him, keeping a close eye on the newbie

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Brains Vs Buns

I looked at myself in the mirror, all skin and bones. No muscle at all, even with months of working out and using my immense knowledge of biology to make the perfect protein shakes I hadn’t gained a pound.

After tackling the issue of my small frame for my entire life I found a way of righting my genetic wrong, I found out how to convert energy into muscle, particularly the energy caused by brain waves. With a machine the size of a regular computer, a head set and a few crocodile clips I could think myself ‘BIG’.

So I sat down in my room in just my underwear, didn’t want to get trapped in my soon to be too tight clothes. I clipped the wires to my skin, one on each of my forearms, biceps, shoulders, thighs and chest. Hopefully the clips would give me a good mix of muscle growth, I was a scientist after all so I would use this first go as a tester. All my computer simulations showed that the growth would be a full body experience, but I wasn’t so sure. I’d do a quick test to confirm then go from there.

I turn the machine on and suddenly my minds on fire, every brain cell working overtime. The machine was forcing every drop of energy out of it and pumping it back into my muscles. A moan escaped my lips as my arms throbbed from skin thin into slightly meatier ones. My thighs were thickening, my chest broadening, abs had even started to pop into existence. 

I leaned back in the chair, letting the machine do its work. I wish I’d realized that as the machine worked my brain for energy it was killing the brain cells, draining entire areas of my knowledge and personality dry before moving on to more. But everything I knew about science were the first parts to die, which was kinda cool, as I looked damn hot and ripped as i forgot what a brain cell even was.

As more of me died other parts picked up the slack, mostly the part of my brain called the Amy….g…dala, I think that what its called, well, after most of my rational thoughts were turned into a nice pair of tight bouncing pecs started to run the show, turning me into a being of emotion and mostly the only emotion I was feeling at that very moment, arousal.

I would have known that if I could remember any thing, I’d even forgotten my name by now. But I had noticed that I wasn’t getting any more muscular, even though more and more of my mind was being converted into something. I squirmed in my seat, the chair was getting too small, my ass was starting to overhang it. 

I stood up, the clips popping off my new tight muscles, they weren’t huge, but toned and solid. I flexed, feeling my arms swell and my chest rise and fall. I slapped my ass and giggled as it jiggled. The old me would have been concerned about this development, I hadn’t wanted such a big bouncy bubble butt, but the new me just wanted to get fucked.

haha what up bray

This sounds like something I’d do, make a machine then not notice how strong it is and fuckin’ drain my brain but it’d be worth it bro