#increase strength and muscle mass

[anantaru]

DAY 15 — BONDAGE

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

𖧡 — including — kaeya, diluc

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, bondage, dom/sub dynamics, doggy style, oral (fem! receiving)

𖧡 — KAEYA

you can feel the increasing weight of kaeya's eyes as they linger over the gorgeous curves of your body and especially revel in the delicious way you had been restrained on the bed— with your face tightly squished against the pillows and your hands being tied behind your back, your ass perked up and prancing right before his glistening erection.

at the very least, you decide to slant your head to the left to catch a glimpse of him, noticing how he was slowly falling apart from the virtuous sight of you, due to the reason of never putting you in a position such as this one before.

you suppress a helpless whine when kaeya slopes his body over yours, his chest resting against your shivering back as he leans his head against your shoulder, "you alright, darling?" he swirls his tongue across the flesh, and he can practically sense how much you were anticipating this, probably as much as he was.

saliva masses on the tip of your tongue before you swallow it down abruptly to answer, "yes," you say, "just, please," and he hears it like a needy whimper when you attempt to squish your sticky pussy back against his erected groin, small but strong tingles of electric forces reaching all deep in your lower stomach and manifesting a knot inside your remotest area.

your legs extent the trembling feeling on top of them due to his cruel ministrations, because kaeya was cruel, in a way— always inching his cockhead inside your spongy pussy lips to smear his milky pre against the sensitive pearl, your arousal oozing and staining his shaft, slicking him up before he lastly slides himself in, holding your tied wrists with one hand as you gasp out, "kaeya!" heaving a bristling sob, your noises muffled due to the position you found yourself in.

"ah—, what was that?" he teases, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth before shallowly rutting into you, his heavy cock branding his size over your walls so you'd feel him even after he's pulled out of you. but now, kaeya continues to thrust into you in an unforgiving pace, holding your wrists together so tightly drawn that it was beginning to ache whilst his hips repeatedly slap against your ass, making it bounce back and forth in parallel with his hits, instantly taking all your attention from the dizzy burn in your arms.

kaeya groans out before biting down on his tongue— your salacious noises were just so astonishingly heavenly to his ears, and his chest constricts when he pants into your neck as if in heat, like he has grown to become utterly feral for this— grabbing a stronger hold of your wrists whilst his cock thuds and twitches inside of your warm pussy as he shallowly pumps his perfectly shaped length inside of you, until you're feeling full to the brim— unable to process anything else other than your hot, little pussy gushing and swallowing around him so desperate, so yearning.

your mouth widens with every new thrust forward and your eyes begin to water at the sheer impact of his strength, feeling how his large cock was hitting against all the right places, his shaft long since cream coated and soiling the silken linen underneath your tied up body.

𖧡 — DILUC

"m-more."

you whine at the feeling of diluc's tongue curling inside your creamy slit, and his feral groans and pants have you feverishly clamping around his pink tip as his head was comfortably slotted in between your thighs— your hands tied up on the head board and your legs roped at each side of the bed, the very reason for that being so you wouldn't be able to control a single thing of the situation.

diluc envelopes his mouth over your clit, pushing up the tip of his pink muscle against the pleasure spots on your wet core. a slender finger suddenly prods your soaked slit whilst his tongue rolls inside the fat of your folds, collecting your translucent arousal on his cheeks and chin, "it's not too much, right?" diluc mutters and continues to suckle on your pussy, swiftly adding one digit inside your gaping hole before feeding your little cunt one long, slender finger.

it feels like he set your body on fire with his pyro vision, and you sob, whine and cry out his name at the unfathomable precision of his tongue, noticing your heart thud rapidly in your ears as if being pulled underwater. you grab a hold of the rope around your wrists and dig your fingernails inside the fabric, breathing heavily through your nose— despite that, diluc was utterly careful with you, treating your body like an exorbitant gemstone from afar as he soothes your trembles with slow rounds over your puffy clit— in combination with his finger curling up inside your walls.

"r-right there, there, t-there!" the burns of his trace sprinkle into your frenzied moans as diluc cocks a curious brow at you, observing your facial expression through thick lashes, "there?" he pulls his finger back before driving it all the way inside, against that one spot that he believed was the cause of you clamping a little harder, better, around his thick digit.

lo and behold, who would've thought? but he was absolutely correct within his observations, growling into your pussy before the twine in your body snaps in two, brain frazzled as you coat him with your arousal and soil his lower face with your cum— reveling in your sweet shakes and twitches simultaneously to being roped against the bed, and the blissful trickle of an orgasm washes over your body with a bubbling pain burning through your wrists and ankles.

you continue to ride his face to somehow soothe the aftershocks taking your body hostage, your sticked-up pussy lips moving up and down against his warm tongue whilst your thighs desperately attempt to clamp around his head if not for the bothersome fact of two ropes making it impossible to move even the slightest inch.

yet, diluc grins in response, slurping up everything you so graciously gave him as he finishes it off with planting a subtle kiss on your clit before pulling himself from your quivering core— his flushed face prancing on top you, his puckered cheeks almost the same color as his scarlet hair as you spot a deep, dark splotch on his pants.

"did you enjoy it?" he asks in a monotone timbre, and you cannot believe this man and his inability to realize just how impossibly good he was at this.

you continue look at him in disbelief through enlarged, shimmering eyes, dark and dilated pupils decorating your drowsy countenance with the follow-up twitches on your frame still not recovering, "yeah, very much," you quietly retort back and giggle at him, your chest growing warm as you watch how diluc leans into your touch immediately afterwards.

©2023 anantaru's kinktober do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[hotmentransformed]

Insert to Grow

Tim was walking to get his weekly groceries when he stumbled upon a strange store in his local strip mall. It was a small, dark store that he had never seen before, with a sign that simply read Curiosities in bold letters. Intrigued, he decided to stop by before he got to the supermarket to step inside and take a look around.

Tim couldn't help but feel a little uneasy as he walked through the dimly lit aisles. The store was filled with oddities and peculiar items, from strange trinkets to bizarre gadgets. But one item caught his eye in particular - a small device that looked like almost like a butt-plug. Intrigued, Tim picked up the device and examined it closely. It seemed to be well-made, with a sleek design and a label that simply said Grow. The packaging boasted advanced technology that promised to stimulate, all you had to do was insert to grow. Being a single guy, he didn’t mind the idea of having some extra help getting off, rather than only using his hand. After some hesitation, he decided to purchase the device and take it home.

Once he arrived home, Tim immediately went to the bathroom to try out the device. He locked the door behind him and turned on the device, feeling a slight vibration in his hand. Pulling down his pants, he reached behind him and brought the device to his butt, and the vibrations grew stronger and more intense. He wasn't sure what to expect, but the sensation was oddly satisfying. 

However, the vibrations suddenly intensified and caught Tim off guard. He stumbled and slipped, falling forward onto the stool in the bathroom, and the device penetrated him. He tried to reach for it to pull it out and turn off the device, but it seemed to have entered him so deeply that he couldn’t reach it. Tim's body started to shake uncontrollably. He was terrified and tried to calm himself down, but it was too late. His mind was foggy with pleasure: the device had taken over, and Tim could feel his old self slipping away.

As the vibrations continued to course through his body, Tim's muscles began to explode with strength and mass with every shake. His biceps swelled with bulging veins, and his forearms thickened as if he had been lifting weights for years. His chest expanded, and his pecs grew into a solid mass that jutted out from his chest like armor, ripping apart his shirt as it fell to tatters beside him.

Tim felt a strange sensation in his abdomen. It was like a fire burning deep within his core, and he could feel his abs contracting and expanding with each pulse. He looked down and saw his stomach rippling and bulging, as if something were moving just beneath the surface. With each passing moment, his abs grew thicker and more defined. They bulged out from his stomach like a six-pack of cobblestones, and he could see each muscle fiber twitching and contracting beneath his skin.

Tim could feel his thighs thickening, and his calves grew into sculpted pillars of muscle. His shoulders broadened, and his traps grew into a massive hump that seemed to swallow up his neck. He could feel his back arching, and his spine seemed to stretch as if his body was struggling to contain all the new muscles.

As Tim's body continued to vibrate with increasing intensity, he realized that his shoes were getting tighter and tighter until they could no longer contain his rapidly expanding feet, ripping apart beneath him. As his feet continued to grow, he began to kick and flail across the tiled floor, trying to get a foothold, but he couldn't find any traction. His feet were now too big, too sweaty, and too slippery to get a grip on the smooth surface. They were massive, almost cartoonishly large. His toes curled and flexed uncontrollably, and he could feel the sweat pouring off his feet, creating a puddle on the floor beneath him. The smell was overpowering - a pungent, musky odor that filled the bathroom and made Tim gag. It was a mix of sweat, dirt, and something else, something primal and animalistic. 

As the transformation continued, Tim could feel a strange itch all over his body. He looked down and was shocked to see thick tufts of hair sprouting from his skin. It started on his chest and back, but soon hair was growing everywhere, even on his arms and legs. He felt his face changing, and his once-smooth skin was now rough and covered in thick hair.

Tim's mouth hung open as he struggled to breathe. His heart was pounding, and his breathing became labored as his body underwent a complete physical transformation. The vibrations shook his body so violently that he could barely stand, and his vision became blurry as his eyes rolled back in his head.

Finally, the vibrations began to subside, and Tim was left standing in the bathroom, his body trembling and covered in sweat. He looked in the mirror and was shocked at what he saw:

He was fucking gorgeous. His lips plump and beautiful, and a smolder to die for. His facial hair was perfectly trimmed and his eyes were soft and inviting. His face was unbelievable... but his body..?!

He couldn't believe the sheer size and mass of his new muscular body, and he couldn't help but admire the way his pecs bulged and his biceps swelled. He flexed his arms and watched as the muscles rippled beneath his skin. He turned to the side and admired the way his abs rippled and bulged with each movement. It was like he was looking at a completely different person, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction at the new body he had been given.

But suddenly, a massive headache hit him like a ton of bricks. It was like a sledgehammer had slammed into his skull, and with each pulse, he felt his mind growing duller and more sluggish. His thoughts became slow and confused, and he couldn't concentrate on anything except the throbbing pain in his head.

As the headache intensified, Tim's mind grew more and more muddled, and he could feel his intelligence slipping away. His vocabulary became limited to basic words, and he struggled to put together even the simplest of sentences. All he could do was flex his massive muscles and drool uncontrollably. He looked back in the mirror and realized he had become a completely different person. The intelligent, thoughtful Tim was gone, replaced by a hulking, drooling man with a body that defied belief. He tried to focus and think of a way to reverse the transformation, but his mind was too dull and confused to devise a plan.

All Tim could do was stand there, flexing his muscles and drooling uncontrollably. The device had given him the body of a god, but it had also taken away his intelligence and sense of self. He was a dumb, mindless hunk of muscle and just another piece of eye candy for some lucky man to have the pleasure of calling his trophy husband.

[transform4u]

I was sitting doing my dissertation for my doctorate and decided to put music on. Now there is this file called emptyheadedhimbo.mp3 that is the only track I can listen to.

As you listen to emptyheadedhimbo.mp3, the beat drones on, an insistent thubbing that pulses through your skull, pushing away your thoughts until SNNAAAAAPPPP! and a loud pop! erupts, your mind starts to melt into warm cotton candy. You blink as your giggle turns into a full-blown guffaw, a deep, joyous "HAHAHAaahahahaHAHA" escaping you for real reason.

As your laughter reverberates, the transformation intensifies. A deep tan swiftly spreads across your once-skinny, pale frame, infusing your skin with a sun-kissed glow that accentuates the changes beneath. Your biceps begin to swell, each muscle fiber growing with a slow, deliberate strength. The initial sensation is a burning heat, a feverish pulse that spreads through your arms. It intensifies to a throbbing ache as your triceps expand, pushing out against your skin with relentless force. The sensation is both exhilarating and agonizing, like your muscles are being stretched to their very limits, growing so massive that it feels as if your skin might rip apart.

Your chest transforms next, expanding outward with a series of deep, intense stretches. The broad, solid wall of muscle forms, each movement causing a surge of heat that turns to a persistent, dull ache as the bulk of your pecs increases. The once-flat plane of your chest bulges with a powerful solidity, your six-pack evolving from defined abs into a colossal block of muscle, an unyielding fortress that seems to pulse with its own rhythm.

Your legs follow suit, growing thicker and more powerful with each passing second. The pain and heat are sharper here, as if every muscle fiber is being stretched and expanded simultaneously. Your quads swell with a robust density, straining against your skin, while your hamstrings and calves expand into a formidable, immovable mass. Each muscle is meticulously defined, reflecting a readiness for action—built for heavy squats, explosive sprints, and every demanding physical feat in between. The sensation of growth is a mixture of intense pressure and burning ache, each muscle rippling with newfound strength.

Your entire body now resembles a living sculpture of muscle, each part of you a testament to sheer physical prowess. The transformation has left you with a form that is not only powerful but nearly overwhelming, a testament to your newfound, larger-than-life presence.

Your posture remains upright and puffed out, exuding a perpetual “I’m ready to lift something” stance, like a human embodiment of the word "himbro." Your face is as exaggerated as your physique: a chiseled, squared-off jawline with a jutting chin, a deep, cartoonish scowl etched into your brow as you try, and fail, to think deeply about anything. Your cheeks puff out slightly, amplifying the overall “meathead” vibe. When you do attempt to think, it’s like watching a hamster on a wheel—lots of motion but not much progress.

Your brain, meanwhile, is a charmingly empty space, a well-decorated room devoid of any substantial content. Your thoughts revolve around the basics: gym routines, sex, protein shakes, sex and sports scores, and uhhhh sex. Hahahahaha. With deep philosophical concepts as foreign to you as ancient Greek. Critical thinking is a challenge, with your deep contemplation limited to choosing between energy drink brands. You’re the type who frequently finds yourself in a perpetual state of “what was I doing again?”

You're sitting in front of the mirror, gazing upon your chiseled physique with a sense of deep satisfaction. Your bulging muscles ripple beneath your skin, straining against your tight shirt. The blood rushes to your groin as your manhood begins to stiffen, rising to attention. Your mind empties, replaced by a single, primal urge - the need to fuck.

In an instant, the object of your desire shifts. No longer do you crave the touch of a hot dude. Instead, your thoughts turn to scantily clad bimbos, their ample assets barely contained by flimsy garments. You imagine slapping those perky asses, tearing off their skimpy outfits to reveal their tanned flesh. Your cock throbs as you picture pounding into their tight holes.

Your fantasies turn to Hollywood starlets, specifically the blonde bombshells like Sabrina Carpenter. In your mind's eye, you see her voluptuous figure, her huge breasts heaving with each breath. You picture yourself bending her over, ripping her tiny shorts away to expose her dripping slit. Your engorged member slides deep inside her soaked heat as you rut into her like a beast in heat.

Lost in lust, you flex your massive muscles, watching them dance beneath your skin. Your sculpted abs clench, your pecs swell. Rivulets of sweat trickle down your chest, pooling in your navel. You feel like the ultimate specimen of masculinity. Your bulge strains almost painfully against your zipper as you envision yourself dominating the dumbest, most promiscuous chicks you can find, fucking their brains out and leaving them begging for more.

With a growl, you rise from your seat, your immense package swinging heavily between your thighs. You stride purposefully towards the door, determined to seek out the hottest bimbos and brainless sluts you can locate. Your primal urges drive you forward, consumed with the need to mount these vapid vixens and breed them full of your potent seed. In your mind, you see yourself as a god, ruling over a harem of dumb blondes that exist only to serve your carnal desires.

[ai-musclebound]

> Dominic’s story <

A year ago, Dominic's life changed forever. In his basement laboratory, he now stood before the mirror, displaying his enormous body. A serum that was originally meant to slightly increase his muscles had proven to be much more powerful. His muscles hadn't stopped growing; the serum still pulsed through his veins, relentlessly nourishing his muscular peaks.

His neck was a meaty mountain that reached up to his ears, forcing him into a hunched posture. His huge chest muscles hung heavily on him. He could shatter doors with a snap, lift cars as if they were made of paper. But this strength came at a cost. His fingers, too bulky for a pen, prevented him from writing. His arms couldn't bend enough for him to feed himself.

Dominic gaze drifted to the drawer of his desk. Inside, hidden and untouched, lay another vial of serum. Why hadn't he destroyed it? Why had he kept it, even though he knew its effects?

Slowly, he walked over, his steps heavy and deliberate. He opened the drawer, his massive hands retrieving the delicate glass vial. Instead of disgust or sorrow over a lost normal life, he felt a strange fondness. The serum had made him what he was now, a being of unimaginable strength.

Why not continue? A strange excitement surged through him at the thought of even more muscle mass. He may have convinced himself that the growth was unwanted, but deep down in his heart, he knew the truth. The idea of becoming even larger, even more powerful, made his heart race and something stirred in his stride.

With trembling hands, Dominic held the vial up. Should he open it? Should he succumb to the allure that the serum had on him? Should he finally and willingly commit to a life of more muscle mass? In reality, he had already made that decision last year, even though he didn't know it then. So why not continue down the path - only much faster?

[hanszoe]

i guess i had a longer post before but since i'm working on it now, a quick summary of hans' muscle composition

first is that they have a lot of explosive strength. their height and weight was confirmed as 170cm/5'7" 60kg/132lbs even before the anime adaptation, so it's true to how isayama imagined them. in the above scene that compares to pastor nick's height and weight of 192cm/6'3.5" 72kg/159lbs.

in the anime adaptation this action lasts a total of 1m14s.

35s - bearing initial weight. nick is still supporting himself and hans is not holding him that far from their combined center of mass. 22s - hans pushes him further over the ledge, increasing the distance of their center of mass from their body. this increases the amount of force that they must exert in order to hold him up. at this point hans' arm begins to shake, caused by their muscles beginning to alternate between fibers to distribute demand 17s - nick stops supporting his own weight, further increasing the amount of force hans has to exert to hold him up. killing him should not only be a mental question but also a physical one at this point

they then use the last of their strength to throw him back over the ledge. their entire body is shaking when they sit down.

the situation is somewhat unrealistic, especially hans' pose as regardless of their muscle strength they are at a major mass disadvantage and would absolutely have to place more of their own weight away from the ledge (this would naturally occur by widening their stance and lifting their unused arm on the opposite side) to avoid falling, but overall within the realm of possibility. regardless, it takes a lot of explosive strength to do something like this.

hans also has similar explosive strength on a few other occasions, notably when they kick over this table.

however in contrast, they don't seem to have much endurance

they're so exhausted from running presumably just a short distance from their horse to tell erwin that they drop to the floor lol. as if it were a regular occurrence, erwin just gets them a glass of water

so hans' endurance definitely doesn't compare to their explosive strength. which actually makes sense, considering two totally different types of muscle fibers control these types of movements.

the first type, which hans definitely has a large distribution of, are fast twitch muscle fibers. those ones use an anaerobic process to generate energy, which is also why they aren't breathing heavily after holding nick over the ledge, as their muscles used almost entirely anaerobic glycolysis to generate the energy required for the action.

the second are slow twitch fibers, used over longer durations. they use aerobic metabolism to generate energy, so this is why hans is breathing so heavily after running.

based on the disparity in their respective areas of strength, hans most likely has a higher distribution of fast twitch fibers. there is a certain gene which controls this, the ACTN3 gene. that one encodes alpha-actinin-3, which is a protein only expressed in fast twitch muscle fibers. allele variations control whether alpha-actinin-3 is actually encoded at all. individuals with a CC genotype have full expression of the gene, whereas CT or TT result in reduced production up to no production at all in individuals with a TT genotype. this is called ACTN3 deficiency. without alpha-actinin-3, muscles are shifted towards aerobic metabolism and fast twitch fibers work less efficiently.

it's actually very cool that hans' physical strength is so consistent in this way that we can even speculate on their muscle composition, up to them likely having a CC ACTN3 genotype. i haven't read much of isayama's blog but he used to post a lot about sports up to betting and predictions, so it seems like his particular athletic knowledge came into use here to depict them.

[wandoffire]

5 HERBS FOR ENERGY

Uplifting and energising ✨

Ginseng

used to boost energy levels

Maca

can increase energy and stamina

Peppermint

increases brain function and alertness

Ashwagandha

boosts energy levels

can improve focus and stress response

found to increase muscle mass/strength

Cordyceps

reduces fatigue

increases production of energy to cells

boosts immunity

Reminder - these can affect people differently, occasionally negatively, and should be used with caution.

[maxellminidisc]

Making my own post on how we should frankly all work on weight training/bearing excercises for our bone and muscle health into old age cause op of the one I saw was a crypto terf.

Anyway, its really important to do so because it genuinely helps in aiding your bone density and muscle strength. If you're not aware weight training has nothing to do with weight loss but rather is a term for targeted exercises that strengthening the muscles, their force output, and endurance. Mostly weight lifting is what's associated with weight training, but stuff like isometrics can also be a form of weight training; stuff like planks, wall squats, etc.

Training the force output of your muscles ends up benefiting your joints and bones because they adapt to the increase in mass and strength by building up your bone density. Bone density is important in preventing things like osteoporosis, which basically makes your bones incredibly susceptible and fragile to major fractions and makes healing much more difficult as you age.

As you age as well, the weakening of your bones, muscles, and tendons also makes it harder for you to balance yourself and leads to a higher risk of falls. So, starting sooner will help prevent falls, fractures, and possible fatality in the future. If you have older folks you're close to, definitely encourage that they start doing balance exercises now rather than later to help them gain some resistance and prevention for their later years or to help make their lives a lil easier if they are in their later years.

Theres tons of simple at home exercises and routines on YouTube that accommodate seniors and to some extent folks with mobility issues to regain balance or work on weight training. Routines which are fully seated or supported by chairs are good alternative exercises I've seen and even done with my mom who's now in her early 60s with knee issues. You dont have to be a senior to check some of these out and do them either!

[growingstories]

Lab trials - part 3

Dr. Eric Mitchell, the renowned scientist, had successfully launched weight gain bars initially designed for underweight individuals. The bars were later found to be effective for muscle growth as well. In the lab trials, the bars were tested on inmates and soldiers, both of whom experienced no negative side effects, except for a noticeable increase in libido.

Curious to explore the commercial potential of his invention, Dr. Mitchell approached a prominent fitness equipment and supplement company. Jonathan, a sales representative who possessed an impressive physique and had a background in sports and fitness, was chosen to market the bars. As the account manager for major bodybuilding gyms, Jonathan ensured they had the best equipment and latest supplements.

After sharing the details about the new supplement, the gyms were instantly intrigued, viewing it as a safe and preferable alternative to steroids. One particular personal trainer even informed Jonathan about his significant muscle gain after consuming just three bars a day. Clients who tried the bars were also enthusiastic about the results.

Although Jonathan wasn't originally focused on becoming a bodybuilder, he was interested in developing a more muscular physique. Therefore, he decided to consume one bar a day. Notably, he experienced increased strength and received compliments on his growing size and lifting abilities. However, he failed to notice the gradual appearance of a protruding belly and love handles.

The gyms Jonathan had sold the bars to were highly satisfied with the product and began placing more orders. They also bought heavier equipment as their clients demonstrated increased strength. His success led to a promotion, with more responsibilities and more gym clients to handle. As a result, Jonathan neglected his running sessions, which not only hindered his endurance but also became more challenging due to his heavier weight.

Months later, one of the gyms arranged a strongman competition and invited Jonathan to participate. Feeling inferior to the other competitors, he decided to increase his intake to five bars per day, solely for the duration leading up to the competition. His strength and physique skyrocketed, attracting compliments from the hefty individuals at the gym.

Additionally, Jonathan noticed his intensified sexual desire, so much so that he had to indulge in self-pleasure multiple times a day. During the competition, he struggled with his bulging muscles, as his shirts became tighter and simple tasks like tying his shoes became bothersome. Now, he solely wore stretch pants.

Observing the immense strength of his fellow competitors, Jonathan grew frustrated. Placing tenth in the competition only added to his disappointment. However, he happened to strike up a conversation with one of the participants other who mentioned the bars, expressing their increased muscle mass and heightened libido – a sentiment Jonathan could relate to. They became workout buddies, with Jonathan's new goal to surpass his companion, Michael, and emerge victorious in the next competition.

Jonathan and Michael began to spend more time together, even outside of gym sessions. Their meals grew in size, topped off with two bars each as a dessert. One intoxicated evening, they engaged in mutual masturbation, considering it nothing more than an expression of camaraderie. This activity soon became a regular occurrence.

As they continued their intense workout routine, Jonathan and Michael saw their bodies grow stronger, more massive, and, inevitably, fatter. Although they embraced these changes, they faced confusion about their evolving relationship – were they gay, or was the connection purely based on their shared horniness? Eventually, they concluded that their behavior was normal for close friends who understood each other.

Finding it more convenient to sleep with Michael, as he comprehended Jonathan's busy lifestyle due to his successful job, dating women became a challenge. Their minds were occupied with thoughts of gym sessions, growth, and sexually satisfying each other. Despite the difficulties, Jonathan's business expansion flourished, and he achieved remarkable success.

Their routine continued, and as they added more bars to their diet leading up to the next strongman competition, they became absolute behemoths at the gym. Nonetheless, their heightened horniness posed a significant challenge. They now engaged in masturbation three or four times a day. Their bond with each other remained a deeply important aspect of their lives, for living this lifestyle was arduous without someone who shared similar experiences. But they didn't let anything or anyone deter them – Jonathan emerged as the champion in the competition, while Michael secured second place.

Having accomplished all their goals, Jonathan and Michael pondered their next target, contemplating the future of their physical transformations.

[takawoyu]

Art challenge!

First pick your favourite PA or JSAB character, Then pick three numbers 1 through 16, Now you draw the character you picked with the 3 mutations you picked.

1. Heightened senses (improved sight, hearing, smell)

2. Increased muscle mass and strength

3. Enhanced healing capabilities

4. Feline-like physical characteristics (pointed ears, slit pupils)

5. Tail or multiple tails

6. Fur or scales on certain parts of the body

7. Change in eye color

8. Retractable claws

9. Enhanced swimming ability, like gills or webbed fingers/toes

10. Increased agility and flexibility

11. Color-changing skin

12. Resistance to certain elements (fire, ice, etc.)

13. Increased night vision

14. Small horns or antlers

15. Webbed limbs or additional digits

16. Increased sense of balance and coordination

well it was fun to draw, i really love art challenges

[pumperpup]

Three friends, Alex, Jamie, and Sam, always up for an adventure, stumbled upon an advertisement for a clinical study testing a new drug designed to increase body mass. They were intrigued and, partly out of curiosity and partly for the cash incentive, they signed up without a second thought.

Alex, a fitness enthusiast, was the first to experience the effects. Overnight, he transformed into a mountain of muscles, his physique ballooning to rival the world's most renowned bodybuilders. Each muscle was defined like chiseled marble, and his newfound strength was so immense it felt almost surreal. He felt like a superhero, powerful and invincible, yet struggled with the sudden heaviness and bulk of his body.

Jamie, always the easygoing one, had a completely different reaction. The drug caused him to gain an enormous amount of fat weight, making him tip the scales at a staggering 500 lbs. His body became a landscape of soft, billowing curves, and moving around became a laborious task. He felt a sense of warmth and comfort in his new size but also a pang of helplessness, realizing his mobility was significantly impaired.

Lastly, Sam, the group's joker, experienced the most peculiar transformation. His belly swelled up enormously, resembling a late-term pregnancy. He found it both hilarious and astonishing, often patting and joking about his giant, round belly. The sensation was a mix of lightness at the top and an unusual, heavy pull at his midsection, making every movement feel comically exaggerated.

[yoted-meister]

Alright so the ‘tism is striking again and I’ve come up with an oc idea for a game I don’t have much knowledge in. I hope to make them as accurate as possible so feedback is appreciated!

(I attempted to make an official Urbanshade document for them here)

Lots of text alert below I did a lot of thinking for this but am officially quite satisfied with what I now have

Enoch Reed, Z-13-b, The Aquanaut:

Before conviction, Enoch would help around their home town with anyone that needed a hand and overall just was a great person. This helpful attitude attracted a bad group of people who threatened them into helping with their burglaries and small thefts.

This caught up to the group as the area grew more and more alert and in the end, all 5 were arrested on scene. After interrogations, police note Enoch as very compliant, confessing to just about everything, and offering convicting testimony about the whole group, granting them a reduced sentence, which they would serve in a separate prison to prevent potential retaliation from the other arrested members.

After Sebastian's breach and as a result, the loss of the Hadal Blacksite, Urbanshade gains interest in intentionally recreating Sebastian’s transformation in an attempt at pioneering a monster both fast and strong for use as an underwater aid including maintenance, pest control, and other such tasks as see fit. However, as a first precaution, they sought a prisoner who was willing to go through the experiments and would not object to the tasks given.

Upon obtaining info on Enoch, they were immediately proposed for the experiment and, once permission was granted, people were sent to give Enoch their offer. Enoch, while willing to help, was reluctant to sacrifice simply leaving on parole. This reluctance immediately vanished when informed the 4 others had broken out of prison.

Once taken back to one of Urbanshade's many docks, Enoch was promptly given LR-P status and a cell to wait in as preparations were made to begin the experiments.

The plan was to use some dna strands used in the original Z-13's experimentation, not just for their gills, but for some of their other traits, such as the sea snake's shape, great white shark's senses, blue whale's lungs and echolocation, female angler’s luminescent lure, silver spinyfin's darkvision and ability to see color at depths, and a “smasher” mantis shrimp's strength.

However, further dna was used in an attempt to further enhance Enoch such as the blue marlin's to copy it's tail and, in theory, its speed, alongside great indulgence into the whale shark's in an attempt to both allow buccal pumping to allow Enoch to sleep and be still underwater, as well as recreate blubber to allow stronger insulation and the ability for Enoch to potentially travel longer distances on less food, possibly permitting use in swift delivery of physical items between sites. As it was Sebastian's transformations that inspired the experiment, they chose to designate them as Z-13-b; and for the aquatic mastery they would hopefully obtain, they were also granted the codename: “The Aquanaut”

While the traits were successfully gained, some such as the mantis shrimp's punch at an albeit reduced potencies than expected, Z-13-b's human nose conflicted with the attempted acquisition of buccal pumping, and as a remedy, minute amounts of western clawed frog dna were used to replace their nose with that of an amphibian.

As a result of their mutations, The Aquanaut has gained a form similar to Z-13 with some differences naturally, such as a more oval head, having a messier hairstyle with a ponytail, and goggles resembling glasses(at Enoch's request), and some unnaturally, such as a lack of third arm. While still larger than a human, Z-13-b is smaller than Z-13 in an intended effort to increase speed by having a reduced mass while maintaining similar muscles. As a byproduct of the indulgence in whale shark dna alongside the blue whale, Z-13-b's scales have darkened and their skin has become a dark blue, slightly brighter on their face and chest, and their back to gain the white spots owned by whale sharks. Their eyes are a lighter yellow than their anglerfish lure and their tail fin is thinner, resembling that of a marlin's. Starting from their elbows, the back of their arms and hands are covered with calcified scales resembling that of their tail's that enhance the impact of blunt force from said regions, most likely obtained via mantis shrimp's dna.

Enoch's mutations were always painful, your very being being altered at the core would do that, and yet, the first alterations always left Enoch in awe. The tests that made sure the dna was applied successfully always passed and there was a sense of pride at the scientists' joy and excessive affirmations every time. But as their body changed more and more, they felt as though they were becoming less human.

It was easy to ignore with the gills or the senses and lungs, the arm scales were too, the lure was harder to ignore. The blue skin, missing nose, and eyes were…suppressible, but the tail was unignorable.

It was after they completed their final test and first official task, an under the table delivery from one dock to another, that they were up for consideration to become an MR-P; that they were given their collar.

“A specially designed PDG” they called it, after the actions of Z-13, the scientists wanted a failsafe to ensure their safety, and since Enoch didn’t need any diving gear, they created an alternative to give them.

While Enoch understood their reasoning, having your potential death always ready to execute you doesn’t do good for the nerves. The “good job, Enoch” and other affirmations given after they completed tasks went from just nice words to lifelines, proof they were doing things right and safe from being killed and discarded. Just because they didn’t SAY doing a bad job would kill them doesn’t mean they WONT, right?

Officially ranked MR-P, Enoch's range expanded to all nearby docks, no longer returning to their initial destination after completing objectives and now being sent between docks as required. Now integrated into and familiar to all nearby docks, tasks Enoch would be given ranged from important undersea transportation, inspection, retrieval, maintenance, or retrieval; to mundane reduction of local fish population(one of the few times they get to eat), and the application of blunt force to recreational televisions in an attempt to fix them(with a surprising 75% success rate). Positive affirmations are given after completion regardless of importance, it has almost felt like TOO much affirmation. This has continued to the present day, efforts have not been made to mass produce Z-13-b until reacquisition of the Hadal Blacksite for additional secrecy and potential, but likely impossible, experimentation in crossing the Veil of the Let-Vand zone.

In the present, Enoch is usually seen moving from one place of the docks to another due to there constant utilization. In the rare conversation, Enoch is usually timid and cautious when conversed with, often playing with their hands in silence and doing as they are told without question in an effort to ensure they don’t come off as hostile and have their collar detonated. The few who make efforts to befriend Enoch, however, find them to be a chipper and upbeat individual, enjoyable to be around. On their own, they sometimes talk to themself as they work and try to come up with a way to, at the very least, earn enough trust to have their collar removed.

Though it is known Z-13 is still alive in the Hadal Blacksite, Z-13-b has not (yet) been dispatched for objectives there to ensure they are not severely harmed or killed by the entities that roam it.

[ryo-kaikura]

Yandere Sebastian Michaelis x Dom(?)male reader

My feelings for him caught on so I'm writing this.

Idk this just came to mind and this was from four or three years ago

One day, you wake up, your body similar to the body you had. You know you died, you saw that ‘God’ or whatever they called themselves. It looked horrific but mesmerizing but they said something along the lines of “it's a mistake” “Game she likes”. 

After arriving it seems that they were talking about your sister's favorite otome game with black butler, a popular anime after it was released for a while but some of the characters were good looking. You always felt a connection with one of the characters, Sebastian Michaelis. 

After you composed yourself, you realize your character is the soft dom butler in love and sorta obsessed with Sebastian then when the MC came and she made you realize he didn't like you, you become obsessed with the MC then one night a mysterious vampire was hungry and drained you, you died in a very tragic and painful way. 

Well you didn't want that and you realize this was months before the MC came to the manor so when you started to work, you slowly distanced yourself from Sebastian.

One day, Sebastian asked to talk to you. He was asking why you seem colder and will it affect your work performance. You, with a “did you hit your head or something” Look, questioned why he would care cause all the staff barely do they're work right and he could do it all again in a second. He then dismisses you. After that you returned to your job while slowly only asking or answering Sebastian when you needed his help or when he needed your assistance. 

Sebastian, after the conversation, questions himself ‘why did i care if he's cold to me’ ‘it didn't even affect the job?’. Later that night Sebastian asked if you liked him. You answered the truth that you used to but you decided to stop your feelings before it got too far. Little did Sebastian or you know, this little conversation would spark a wildfire. 

After a while Sebastian felt that he needed to have your attention on him again. He felt that without your attention he felt something was amiss so he decided to get your attention but it all failed with either a questioning look or other staff praising him. A month passed, the MC still had a few couple months before she arrives but just to prepare for the vampire you started to workout, guess being a “soft dom” Helped cause your strength and muscle mass increase quite fast and you suddenly was able to rip metal, you had to apologize quite a lot cause of that. (The workout was in the course of the month) 

A week later and it was your turn to go shopping in the town for snacks and delicacies that the servants and young earl Phantomhive wanted. After getting what they wanted and ordering for the rest to be sent and some to be brought later, you go and pick the thing you want and for some reason you decide getting some peroxide would be useful. After getting the rest of the items, it turns out it was already late. 

While walking to your horse you felt like someone was watching you or stalking you. You decided if it was a human you could beat them. So you went into an alley. When you look back you saw a… … … Vampire?????

Why did it arrive now??? Wasn't your death by blood drainage months later???? When the vampire attacked you, you felt nothing. Not fear, not adrenaline, nothing. After being pounced on, you felt your life flash before you eyes, the life of a butler over the course of two months. But feeling like this vampire is weak and testing that theory, you decide to pull him off and bite his neck, after he is stunned, you grab his heart and start to rip it to shreds, somewhere in the middle you feel the heart stop beating. 

(I don't really know the other ways to kill a vampire so i just took a theory that you need to stab they're heart with a stake and make it tha even if it's not inside the body, the vampire could still live and just go off that) 

When you woke up, it was in the same room you woke everyday for the past 2 months, your room, and you didn't feel any pain. When you saw yourself in the mirror you saw a body that went from ‘soft dom’ to ‘daddy dom’ (even though I'm having secondhand embarrassment). Your body used to have a layer of fat covering your abs but now you're ripped. After thinking how you got back, a memory flashed. You suddenly remember subconsciously bringing the snacks back and cleaning your clothes of any blood with the peroxide. 

Feeling nothing is wrong you decide to continue working. While working you felt that Sebastian has been acting strange, he acted like you're disgusting but also he's in love with you. You didn't know why until you saw Baldroy accidentally cut his finger and wanting to suck it up, you turned into a vampire. You decide nothing of it until that night you had a dream of the ‘God’. 

They said that it was going off course but this was more entertaining so They would let it be and both you and ‘him’ are entertaining to watch. You woke up at midnight confused. When you tried to sleep again you felt thirsty but you didn't want to drink blood like dracula style. So you decide to go to the kitchen. When you were about to go take a glass you saw on the table a red liquid, you already know what it is just by smell but your body felt like it forced itself to go by instinct and gulped it down your throat. Afterwards you felt like you could go to sleep

The next day, you wake up energized and excited so you were able to finish your job early and decided to rest. A few moments later Sebastian passed by. He decided to ask if you're a vampire and he assured you that he would harm you and you showed signs of knowing he is a demon (i think). 

After telling him, Sebastian seems to reassures himself for some reason and then says, there's a guest that comes from France and he hoped you could help the others from making a mess while he helps the young master. You didn't see why not so you helped the others but it seems before you had arrived they had already made a mess. You decided to clean up while waiting for Sebastian to show up as usually he has a plan for all this. 

Well that ended quite happily with the guest running and falling to his carriage. Though with that experience you realize your senses have quadrupled and you could hear almost half the manor if you were in front of it quite clearly if you tried. But it seems sometimes when you don't deliberately try to hear it just goes 3 meters around you clearly. Suddenly you woke up again at midnight thirsty and you saw the same cup filled with blood on the same spot. You thought nothing of it as your body just swallowed the blood like chugging a beer. 

Two months past and there is only two months left before the MC of this game arrives for a “my uncle house burned so he sent me here because your father was close to my uncle and you father owes us something in return of saving his life” quite cliche but ok. But the most surprising thing is that you have slowly fallen in love with Sebastian Michaelis over this past month for no reason!!!! Sure it could be after you turn into a vampire you stopped distancing yourself but how could your heart beat for that heartless demon TT. 

After a few days, you decide to confess as it's best to get your feeling destroyed now than later 🙃. After asking Sebastian to meet you at the kitchen, you waited for the agreed upon time and a few minutes before you saw Sebastian. When you finally said the words, you were hoping Sebastian would dump you by saying things like “a relationship between servants is not ideal for a healthy environment” Or “I'm not looking for a love life, sorry” But it shocked you, Sebastian said that he has had the same feelings for a WHILE!!!. Oh well, guess we're dating now 😬🤭. 

Though somehow your dom character made Sebastian to a sub in the relationship as you thought impossible (i just like making a canonly dom man to a sub😋😓). So he moved into your room and somehow the bed magically got bigger. 

When the day comes for the MC to arrive. You were right beside Sebastian as your relationship still stands and it's strong with Sebastian's subtle jealousy and possessiveness and young master Ciel's permission😭. When MC arrived she was different. She didn't come with a white lotus facade but she came in strong and asked for a job???? 

Afterwards,I thought she would accuse me of stealing Sebastian or something but she didn't care, all she cared about was books and doing her job. Soon she came to me to talk but she didn't sound like she despised me and somehow I accidentally told her you were reincarnated. Then she said she did as well. When we talked about what and where you’re from it turns out this world is currently a BL book and the main character is you. Though whenever she says something that hasn't happened yet you can't seem to hear or understand her. Her writing looks gibberish her words sounds messed up but she's always warning you about something. 

One day you saw her talk to Sebastian about something she knows he's doing and asking him to stop. And Sebastian laughing and telling you won't believe her and you won't even be able to hear her. You decide to ignore and continue working. Later that evening you decide to rest, the MC named Alice (i forgot to name her) meet you and told you something shocking and you were able to hear her completely

the day after you turned into a Vampire, What you didn't know was that Sebastian knew the moment a vampire got inside the house but didn't know who until you showed up to work. He was confused on how you became a vampire and disgusted by the thought of being a vampire but the moment he knew it was you, he decided not to care. That evening, after the young master was still working, Sebastian decided to read about vampires. 

Suddenly he saw a book, the book felt it was calling him. When he picked it up and read it, he saw a bold text. 

“ A VAMPIRE WILL FALL MADLY IN LOVE WITH A DEMON/DEVIL IF THEY SO MUCH AS A DROP EVERY DAY FOR TWO MONTHS” (works with angels blood too~) 

Sebastian read the rest of the article saying things like “because to a vampire, a demon’s/devil's blood is like a love potion that if the two months pass, they will never truly hate the demon/devil. Angels have weaker effects because blah blah blah blah” Like being struck by lightning Sebastian knew what to do to poor you. (The “blah blah” is just what Sebastian stopped caring about).

After hearing everything, it all clicked in your head. How you suddenly liked him, how suddenly there was a cup of blood after you turned a vampire and also how suddenly you always felt drinking Sebastian's blood made you fall deeper for him but you thought nothing of it because you trusted him.

you decide to confront him but when you meet him,he was smiling, smirking, unbothered and when you saw his eyes you could think of anything else. Why were you angry, why were you enraged, what made you enraged. After a while of staring into his demonic eyes you snapped out of it. You remembered and asked Him the reason why he did this. He answered that it was because you didn't want to like him anymore so he felt something was missing so he decided to take matters into his own hands and take you for himself.

Usually you would feel betrayed but you felt nothing but affection for the person in front of you for unknown reasons. When you thought of what happened  it felt like everything was erased and written back in a way that Sebastian was seen as the perfect man out there, no flaw in his logic, no problem in his love. You felt it was right to be with him.

When you stop thinking, suddenly your body moves, you move in the direction of Sebastian. You feel the need to drink his blood. He then realizes, his blood isn't only a love potion but it's an addiction, where you can't get anywhere else. 

After Sebastian was able to shoo Alice out of the Phantomhive manor, he was delighted with the new found knowledge. He feels the rush of edging you when you disagree with him and rewarding you with his blood when you can't stop trying to drink his blood. 

He would whine and act pitiful to you, pulling your heartstring but you still lead the relationship but the only reason the relationship even last his Sebastian’s blood

After Sebastian eats Ciel’s soul, he makes a contract with you, as you still had your  soul as you didn't die from being bitten by a vampire. And so the both of you stay together with you leading and slowly falling in love with Sebastian and Sebastian getting more and more obsessed with You

___________________________________________

Sorry for not continuing the other story, I had a massive block and can't come up with things to continue the story. I might scratch the one I'm currently writing and re write it for the nth time

[ai-musclebound]

> Ben's story <

The swimming hall was filled with the sound of splashing water. Ben, my young and ambitious swimmer, came to me, his coach: "Kai, I want to boost my performance. I want to dope."

I had doubts, but the pressure to make him successful made me go along with it. I got the doping substance, but in my ignorance, I gave him far too high a dose.

Within a few days, the substance showed its effects. Ben's times in the water improved drastically. His energy seemed endless, his movements more powerful. But his muscles grew at an unnatural rate.

"Kai, I feel strong! My shoulders, arms, and back are getting bigger," Ben said excitedly. At first, the changes were subtle. His muscles became more defined and harder. Soon, no one could ignore the rapid increase in muscle mass.

Ben initially enjoyed the admiration. His swimming performance peaked, but then his flexibility gradually decreased. "I can't turn as quickly anymore," he said one day, frustrated.

The muscle mass continued to grow and increasingly impaired his performance in the water. Ben was devastated. "Kai, what's happening to me? I'm getting bigger, but I can barely swim." The disappointment and pain in his eyes were clear, but to my surprise, there was also determination. "If I can't swim anymore, I'll find another way to prove myself," he finally said.

Ben decided to pursue a new career as a bodybuilder. Together, we created training plans and adjusted his diet. His muscles continued to grow. He quickly adapted to his fate and found new enthusiasm in bodybuilding. "I will make it, Kai. Thank you for supporting me."

Ben's new career quickly became successful. Despite my feelings of guilt, I saw how he found his peace. He stood on stage, a symbol of pure strength and determination, showing the world that even from the darkest decisions, something great can emerge. I admired him for his ability to reinvent himself, almost more than for his breathtaking body. I was proud of him.

[eclipseiron]

Art challenge!

First pick your favourite PA or JSAB character, Then pick three numbers 1 through 16, Now you draw the character you picked with the 3 mutations you picked.

Heightened senses (improved sight, hearing, smell)

Increased muscle mass and strength

Enhanced healing capabilities

Feline-like physical characteristics (pointed ears, slit pupils)

Tail or multiple tails

Fur or scales on certain parts of the body

Change in eye color

Retractable claws

Enhanced swimming ability, like gills or webbed fingers/toes

Increased agility and flexibility

Color-changing skin

Resistance to certain elements (fire, ice, etc.)

Increased night vision

Small horns or antlers

Webbed limbs or additional digits

Increased sense of balance and coordination

I SURVIVED THIS HELL!!!!

my sincere apologies to the author of the question, I did not expect that I would sit at this wedding for 7 hours, you yourself understand perfectly well that you cannot take a tablet to such an event

[r3dlif3]

During Anbu I think Kakashi would have had far more muscle mass and physical strength than as a Jounin due to strenuous training and him being in fights so often. Also because of the weapon he held during this time requiring control of the arms and wrists which yk would have included a need for strength.

But, after quitting i think he would have slowed down far more and allowed himself to have breaks and not push himself as far physically. But, he would push himself chakra wise especially with how often he overworks his sharingan. you could tie that into his tendency to fight like he wanted to die in Anbu but that's a different topic for a different post.

This is part is more of a headcanon but I think Anbu would have a strict diet with their soldiers to build their strength and muscles so this would have been alot of meat, bread, and eggs to help their development and probably to also increase stamina.

[mindblowingscience]

A small molecule previously shown to enhance strength in injured or old laboratory mice does so by restoring lost connections between nerves and muscle fibers, Stanford Medicine researchers have found. The molecule blocks the activity of an aging-associated enzyme, or gerozyme, called 15-PGDH that naturally increases in muscles as they age. The study showed that levels of the gerozyme increase in muscles after nerve damage and that it is prevalent in muscle fibers of people with neuromuscular diseases. The research is the first to show that damaged motor neurons — nerves connecting the spinal cord to muscles — can be induced to regenerate in response to a drug treatment and that lost strength and muscle mass can be at least partially regained. It suggests that, if similar results are seen in humans, the drug may one day be used to prevent muscle loss of muscle strength due to aging or disease or to hasten recovery from injury.

Continue Reading.