The Sorcerer's New Apprentice 11: The New Camelot is Born (ap musc)
by Alyn Roze
Brian and Jason followed close behind the group of jogging muscle men in the SUV. On the way to the gym Brian made it so that none of them got tired. Their bodies glistened with sweat as they jogged to the Max Muscle Gym. Every step they took sent shock waves throughout their bodies causing their muscles to bounce up and down in response. But the most important muscle stayed firm tightly packed in their shorts.
In his diminutive size Dan had the most difficult time during the run. His larger than normal package bounced the most. It bounced back and forth off each knee during the entire run. Thanks to Brian’s foresight the bulge didn’t get any bigger and neither did it get any smaller.
All heads were turned when the group of jogging bodybuilders went by. That day there was a record amount of auto accidents on South Polk Street. No one would admit that they had been staring at the group when their accident occurred.
Coach Armstrong put the team through their paces that day. The coach would often change the route of their return to the gym. Today he included a lot of rough terrain. The group arrived at the gym in record time. Their sweaty bodies filled the air with the smell of testosterone. Coach made the team do one circuit on the weight machines at maximum weight before he would let them hit the showers.
“Brian, I know that he thinks he likes being a bodybuilder since you changed him, but don’t you think that you should change Dad back to his original age?”
“I suppose you’re right. But this time let’s give him a better life than he had before” Brian looked in the direction of ‘little’ Hughie and sends him a subliminal command. “Dad, it’s about time that you return to your original age. You will be able to keep all the muscles that I have given you. When I snap my fingers you will age thirty five years. You will not be the overweight over worked CPA that you were last Friday. You will be the new athletic director for the community college. All your past mistakes that you had made in your younger life still happen. When you had to marry your pregnant girlfriend you were able to turn your life around. You are best friends and partners with Coach Armstrong at this gym. Matter of fact he was your best man at your wedding.”
Hughie had stopped working out while Brian was talking to him. He re-racked the weights he was using and just stood there as he was waiting for the next command. No one seemed to notice Hughie just standing there motionless.
“Hey Jason, watch this.” Brian told his older brother. Brian snapped his fingers and Hughie, the teenager, was no more. In his place was Hugh, the adult, with all his bulging muscles.
“Hey boys, I’m didn’t see you guys walk in, I’m almost ready for our workout.”
“Sure Dad. Give us a few minutes we’ll be right back.”
“Don’t take too long.”
Jason and Brian went to the locker room to change their clothes. Although they didn’t bring any workout gear Brian was able provide them with what needed
“What about me and the rest of the guys?” Jason asked his brother as they were changing. “Shouldn’t you change us too?”
“I think I will leave all the bullies as they are to teach them a lesson.” Brian stood off to one side in the locker room for a moment. “As for you and our friends I guess I should make you guys a little smaller than you are right now shouldn’t I?”
“Yes you should.”
“But I think I will let you guys keep some of your definition.” Brian said. “From this day forth all the guys on my round table of advisors will return to normal size for boys their age, but they will be look like they have spent many hours in the gym.”
When Brian and Jason exited the changing room they saw that their friends had shrunk in size to that of normal teenage boys. But these teenage boys were gym rats. Their posers were replaced with normal workout wear consisted of tank tops and gym shorts. The only two that didn’t change were Dan and Randy. Their punishment stayed the same but their bodies didn’t. The mismatched duo’s bodies had somewhat evened out in size but they were still “larger” than most kids their age.
Although they group didn’t fully understand what they had just gone through, they did know that they were best of friends with a powerful being. They were entrusted with a big secret and they were loyal to each other.
Brian found out that afternoon that even changing one person’s life had a big effect on the world around them. As it turns out the Max Muscle Gym was owned by his father and Coach Armstrong. There was a second floor of the building that housed the gym. It was currently being used as storage area for the building. After asking his group of advisors what they thought of Brian’s idea, the buildings second floor became the meeting place for the group. Brian used his powers to make everyone think that the building only had one floor. Everyone that had seen the building before would forget that there was ever a second floor. Only the select few would have access to the top floor. It was the perfect spot for their Camelot.
“Brian this is a good idea.” David says leaning on the second floor balcony railing. “We can sit up here and see the entire workout area.”
“Yeah, I can make changes to people from here and nobody will be the wiser.”
“I see someone that is need of your help right now.” David directs Brian’s attention to the skinny boy at the front desk.
“What can you tell me about him?” Brian asked David.
“His name is Mason Bricker. I use to pick on him all the time when I was a bully. Mason’s father is a health nut and he has Mason on such a strict routine that he can’t enjoy any after school activities. Mason is too small to play any sports in his grade level but his father has been trying for years to get his son interested in sports. Can you help him Brian?”
“What do you think I should for him David?” Brian asked his friend. “Should I make him big like his father?”
“I was thinking, what if you were to make Mason and his father change places like you did with Danny McFadden and me?”
“… But this time it will be the father learning the lesson not the son.” Brian interjects.
David adds to what Brian had said. “… And the son becomes the muscular defender of the little guys.”
Brian stood there for taking in what he had just heard. “Now you’re catching on to what we’re trying to do.”
“Hey Brian, there’s Mason’s father now.” David said interrupting his friend.
Brian looked at the father standing at the front desk. The father was truly a muscle head. His body bordered on extreme muscle growth induced by un-natural stimuli. Brian could see the elder Bricker was on the juice. While watching the father and son talk he noticed that they seemed to be in the middle of a family argument.
“Look at all these kids Mason, I sure that some of them are your classmates.” Walter told his son.
“But Dad this is the last place I want to be. I get harassed enough at school why would I want to get the same by some complete strangers. I look like a kid with all these big guys around.”
“Don’t worry Mason, if you concentrate on the routine I set up you won’t notice the other guys.” Walter told his son. “I’m sure that everyone here, at one time in their life, was in your shoes when they started out.”
“You don’t know what it is like being small like me.” Mason said as he pouted about the weight room. “I’ve seen pictures of you when you were my age and you were never small. I’ll never be big like you and Granddad.”
“We can’t always choose what side of the family we take after.” The elder Bricker said trying to console his son. “I can’t help it that you get your genetics from your mother’s side of the family. Her side has always been of average size. We have to work with what we are given. If I could change places with you I would but I can’t”
From the second floor balcony Brian was using his ability to eavesdrop on the conversation as it continued.
Brian turned to David and relayed the information that he just heard. “So Mason doesn’t like being small does he. Would you like to grow this guy?”
“Could I? I heard that there was a rumor going around school that Mason’s father is such a muscle head now you have just proved it.”
“So you want the muscle head father to change places with his wimpy son. Let’s see what happens when I exchanging the genetics between the father and the mother? Brian looks down at the first floor weight room. “Don’t worry Mason when I’m done with you you’ll now be the biggest kid in your grade.”
In a flash of light the father and son exchanged places. The fourteen year old was now dressed in the tightest “Y” back tank top ever made. His bulging muscles forced the material to hug his body like a second skin. With thick shoulders and wide back the shirt was near non existence between the shoulder blades. The ultra thin straps continued over the shoulders and did little cover the huge pectoral muscles as they swooped down to the sternum. The rest of the shirt only covered the rock hard abs but not the lats on the sides. The black Lycra spandex shorts did their best to contain the bulge and bubble butt underneath.
The conversation had changed dramatically after the transformation.
“Son, I wish you wouldn’t wear such tight clothing in public.” The now smaller Walter Bricker said to his son. “It makes you look like your porn star Grandfather.”
“I can’t help it Dad, my clothes that fit anymore.” Mason told his father. “These are only one week old and already they are ready to rip.”
“When I married your mother she didn’t tell me that males on her side of the family were so big.” Walter told his son. Secretly he wished he could be that big someday.
“Brian, you never cease to amaze me.” Jason said. He had walked up to the railing just as Brian was doing his latest transformation.
Brian was so into Mason’s transformation that he didn’t hear his brother came up from behind him. When Jason first spoke the startled Brian sent a sudden burst of growth magic at Mason. At that very moment the huge teen bent over to pick up pick a barbell. Walter Bricker was hit square in the chest by the invisible bolt of energy. The sudden burst of growth energy caused Walter to burst out of his clothing leaving him buck naked in the middle of the gym. The sound of crashing weights hitting the floor brought Brian to his senses.
“Damn it Jason, see what you made me do.” The perturbed Brian scolded his brother. “Now I have to correct another mistake. I have to shrink Mason’s father back down to a more realistic size, give him some more clothes and wipe everyone’s memory of what just happened. Look at poor Mr. Bricker … he is totally embarrassed sudden lack of clothing.”
“I’m sorry that you can’t control yourself.” Jason said trying to calm down Brian.
“Let this be a reminder to all you guys.” Brian said as he looked down at the chaos going on down on the first floor. “Don’t scare me when I’m in the middle of a transformation or you might end up as something you won’t like.”
“Sorry Brian.”
“Now be quite while I eavesdrop on what’s going on down stairs.” Brian told his friends.
“Dad what happened to you?” Mason was in awe at the sheer size of his father.
“I don’t know son. One minute I’m telling you look like you Grandfather on your mother’s side next thing I know I’m as big as he is.”
“Dad, you need to turn around and look at yourself in the mirror.” Mason told his father.
Walter turned around and saw that everyone was staring at him. Then he saw his reflection in the mirror.
“Oh My God look at me. I look like a fucking freak with all these fucking muscles.”
Brian worked his magic on the large man for a few the seconds. The sudden muscular growth was almost too much for Walter to take in all at once. He was beginning to panic. Brian had to work quickly to shrink the muscleman down to a more reasonable size. The next thing Brian did for Walter was to give him some clothing to wear. He didn’t want to cover him up completely but he needed to be decent. A very tight micro fiber shirt appeared over Walters’s torso. It had a low neck line that went almost down to the sternum exposing either side of his pecs. The back of the shirt was a single two inch wide of material that went down between the shoulder blades. Both the front and back of the shirt were connected with two half inch straps that went over the shoulders. The rest of the shirt was just as minimal as it went down only to the top of his workout shorts. The cut abs that the shirt covered was still visible under the tight material. The shorts that Brian provided Walter were just as tight as the string tank top. His large thighs made the legs of the shorts rode high on the legs. The tight material dove deep between his striated ass cheeks. The bulge in front was larger than most porn stars. Over the next few minutes Walter gradually liked his new body even better. All the complaining he was doing began to shift towards compliments. At the same time Walter liking his new body, the sudden attention he was getting was starting to show on his body. His porn star bulge was getting bigger and the material of his shorts was getting thinner. Thanks to a little planning and past experience Brian made the material indestructible.
“Now that’s more like it.” Brian said out loud. “Although you may not want to cover up Mr. Bricker but this county does have laws against public nudity.”
The clothing that Brian created for Mr. Bricker was far to revealing but still barely legal. Everything underneath was clearly outlined for everyone to see how proud Walter was of his body.
“That should keep Mr. Bricker from getting arrested.” Brian said to Jason. “Now what were you saying a few minutes ago?”
“I just came out to tell you that Quinn and I thought that you and David might like to go to the beach tomorrow. After seeing how jumpy you are I think you need a day off from all the magic.”
At that very moment Quinn walked out onto the balcony to see what to see what had everyone’s attention. The group watched as the new muscle magnet was the center of attention in the gym below them.
“David, would you like to go to the beach along with Jason and Quinn as well.”
David liked the idea of a day at the beach. Everyone agreed to meet at the Goodrich’s house the next morning. Brian agreed with the group that the transformations would be put on hold for one day. It was going to be a time kick back and relax and enjoy the sand, surf and the sun.