The Sorcerer's New Apprentice 19: The Rock Hard Café (mc musc)
by Alyn Roze
Jim approached the large walk-in shower. Hot water steam fog covered the glass making it difficult to make out the figure inside through the glass. He hung up his robe on the outside hook and opened the door. A wall of moist steam met him as he stepped inside the shower. He reached blindly for the bottle of body wash and scrub puff from the shelf. He lathered up the puff and began washing off the back of the person inside. As the soap trailed down the back the man Jim continued the scrubbing downward. The man oohed and aahed as Jim scrubbed the man’s back.
Jim couldn’t clearly see the area that he had just cleaned through the steam fog, but he could feel it was very muscular. The back felt like it had immense proportions rivaling that of any heavyweight bodybuilder. This was topped by shoulders that felt as wide as any doorway with delts as large as basketballs. The arms, as big as a normal man’s legs, were pushed out at forty-five degrees by the lat muscles. Jim cleaned the man’s lower back and sides. When he reached around the sides the man flinched a little bit. Jim knew that man had a sensitive spot so he lingered around that spot a little longer. But sensing that he shouldn’t stay there too much longer Jim continued his descent. The soap trailed between the rock hard buns of steel, and Jim followed it in. He dropped the puff and, using his hands only, started massaging the twin globes. They felt like warm velvet to his touch, and he could feel the man tense up. Not wanting to go where he was not yet wanted, Jim reached blindly for the puff on the shower floor. Once he found it, he started cleaning the left leg than the right. The hamstrings bulged like biceps, and the calves were twice a normal size.
The trip back up the man’s body was taking longer than the trip down. Jim couldn’t quite get a grasp on it, but it felt like whatever he had touched on this body was bigger than before. It must his imagination. Jim chalked it up to stress and continued his way back up the man’s body.
“You must work out a lot.” Jim said into the man ear as he nuzzled his way around the neck. “If your back feels this good I can hardly wait to touch the front.”
Jim turns the man around so he could clean the front of his new friend. Lathering up the scrub puff he started cleaning the chest in front of him. The large pectoral muscles were firm but soft to the touch. Jim gently moved the puff over the muscles in small circular motion, first cleaning one side than the other. He moved his hands around the sides to do the lat muscles just under the arms and his shower partner flinched again.
“I gotta remember that spot for later.” Jim said continuing his cleaning.
He cleaned his way back to the front centering his attention on the cobblestone abs. He counted by two as he went down. “Two … four … six … eight.”
While Jim was going down something else was coming up to meet him. He was just about face-to ...
“B-U-U-Z-Z-Z-Z!”
The buzzing of the alarm clock woke up Jim from his daydream. “Oh Man, just when I was gettin” to the good part.”
The day at the beach had been a long one. Everyone and his Uncle had tried to get Jim to rescue them that is until Max arrived on the beach.
Jim reached over and picked up the phone and hit speed dial 69.
“Hello?”
“Hey there big guy, I just wanted to let you know that I will be there in an hour.”
“You best be here on time boy.” Jim heard from the receiver. “If ya aint here at nine I’m a leavin without ya, I ain’t about to miss one of Mike’s private parties.”
The sun really did a number on him today. Max had been relaxing in his Jacuzzi after a day at the beach. He looked over at the clock and saw it was exactly eight o’clock.
“That boy just did me a favor. If he hadn’t called when he did I still would have been soaking in the tub.” Max never regretted the day that he bought the Jacuzzi. The only regret he had was that he didn’t get a bigger one.
After a somewhat longer than normal shower Jim was ready to get dressed for a night on the town. Everything seemed to fit a little bit tighter than it did a few days ago.
“I just got them altered to fit loose on this body of mine.” Jim said out loud. “I’ll have to have a talk with my tailor again. Now what is left for me to wear? “
Jim looked in his closet and found a white micro fiber shirt that hugged his body like a second skin. Its low swooping neckline exposed the cleavage between his massive pectoral muscles while the one-quarter sleeve accentuated his bulging biceps. Since this was a semi-formal party on top of that he wore a 3XL black dress coat. As for the pants Jim squeezed into a pair of black denim jeans. It took his several minutes to adjust his cock into a comfortable position. His tailored jeans created a bulge in the crotch that was beyond belief. He was proud of his package and he didn’t mind letting the world know it. There was only one person that he knew that had a bigger bulge and that was his friend Max
At nine sharp a SUV pulled into the driveway of 13381 Kilos Road. Jim, getting out of the large Hummer, looks up and sees Max standing in the doorway with his arms crossed over his massive chest. Max was dressed in similar but still different clothing. He wore a black under armor tank top and a 5XL white dinner jacket. The buttons on his 501’s were able to hold back the monster beneath the denim fabric. Max learned early on that the zippers on his other blue jeans could never keep his monster of a cock in check for very long. The button fly jeans were the only thing that seemed to work the longest. They were the quickest to get undone in case of an “emergence”.
“That’s what I like about all my men.” Max said looking at his date for the evening. “They are always on time. The festivities don’t start until ten so what should we do until then?”
Both men felt a similar stirring in their crotches. Forty minutes later the SUV arrived at the party.
Mike Stone’s Rock Hard Club started off a private business few years ago as a member’s only club. Only a select few knew of its existence and its ever changing location. It wasn’t until recently, after being bombarded by requests, did Mike make plans to open his new club to the general public.
Mike looked for several months for a building and location he liked. He was just about ready to give up looking for his perfect building. Then one night after having dinner at the new Orange Blossom Restaurant he spots some vacant buildings. The buildings sat adjacent the newly renovated shopping complex.
The Orange Blossom Trail Shopping Center had been rebuilt into a shopping complex with a tree lined brick sidewalks giving it that hometown look. Along with the popular restaurant there were a lot of trendy specialty stores. There was also a food store, a hardware store, a barbershop and drug store. Off of one corner sat several yet unused buildings.
The largest of these buildings once housed a gym that had closed before the renovation. An unscrupulous businessman, sought to make money in the fitness industry by opening a chain of gyms in the area. He made money for several years until the economy started to fail. When his many business ventures had gone under one by one he took the remaining profits and left the country.
All the workout equipment was still there when it was a gym. Mike struck upon an idea; use the equipment as part of the decorations scheme. With a lot of remodeling and planning the building was turned into a fitness themed nightclub. Mike created a unique dance floor in the pool area. A thick layer of translucent Plexiglas would cover the water filled pool and its multi colored pulsating lights. The large workout area would be turned into a restaurant. The refreshment center would go through a different kind of renovation. It would serve as a separate bar that could hold its own during the daytime hours.
After several months of reconstruction the new club was ready to open. Two days before the grand opening a very private party was planned for Mike’s closest friends and the local gym owners.
The party was set to begin at ten-o-clock pm. The loud thumping music spilled out of the building and spotlights shown in the night sky like a Hollywood movie premier. The front of the building was abuzz with people mingling about. Well built valets were busily parking cars. Men dressed in black tuxedos were escorted by shapely ladies in evening gowns.
“Oh Man I don’t think we can get away with this Brian.” Quinn said. “All these dudes are like way older than we are.”
“Sure we can, we have this.” Jason pulls out a large envelope out of coat pocket.
“What’s that?” Randy asks.
“It’s an open invitation to the party.” Jason replied. “Anybody can get in with this.”
“Dude that is so awesome I can’t wait to get in there!” Quinn said with overwhelming excitement.
“But there is one problem Quinn, not all of us are old enough to get in.” David said.
“Well I can take of that.” Brian said to David. “Have you forgotten what I can do?”
David got a frighten look of concern on his face. It had only been a few days since his life had been turned upside by Brian. Those memories were still fresh in his mind. “What is he going to turn us into this time?” He thought to himself.
Brian saw the look on his face and said. “Don’t worry David it won’t be that bad. You’ll like it this time. Here let me show you on Quinn.”
Quinn was still clueless on what Brian had done to David just days prior. He was so interested in the party goers that he didn’t hear what Brian had just said. “OMG will you take a look at the size of those bouncers! Oh how I wish I could get that big someday.”
“See that’s the attitude I’m looking for.” Brian said to David. “Now watch and see how much Quinn likes it.”
David looked on as Quinn began to get bigger. The muscular sixteen-year-old went from five four to six foot two. His entire body grew in proportion to his new height. His shoulders grew even bigger and thicker as did his chest and back. His arms began to hang out from his body making room for the growing biceps and triceps. David watches the legs on his friend grow in size again. First they grew a quarter bigger, than by half, going quickly past three quarters finally stopping at double their original size. The vascular system could be seen, even under the tight clothing, radiating out from the central area of the body. In that same area grew a sizable mound that left nothing to the imagination of what the owner was packing.
The expression on Quinn’s face went lustful and wanting to confident and arrogant. His angelic face grew rugged and chiseled with a well groomed dark five-o-clock shadow. Quinn’s low and booming voice shook David out of his trance like state of mind when he asked the question. “Are we going to stay out here all night or are going to go inside and join the party?”
A few minutes and three transformations later the foursome were ready to go into the club
Brian and the guys met with little resistance getting inside the building. They were stopped at the door by the bouncer. He was about to kick them to the curb because their names were not on the guest list. They could have easily overpowered the bouncer if Jason didn’t have the VIP invitation. The bouncer humbly apologized for the inconvenience and let them pass. When they finally entered building they noticed the opulence of the decorations.
The entryway was flanked by two large marble like figures. The statues looked like the Oscars from the American Film Awards but these were a little more muscular. The four extra large teens laughed at the statues when they walked by. Compared to their overly muscular teenage bodies the statues looked anorexic. Life size graphic portraits of well known sports figures the great bodybuilders, like Charles Atlas, Steve Reeves, Sergio Oliva, Arnold Schwarzenegger and Lee Haney, adorned the walls of the main room.
Standing on foot tall pedestals, throughout the club, were large bronze colored statues. Their well toned bodies bulged with muscular biceps, humongous thighs and defined torsos. Each of statues was clad in bronzed colored bike shorts that matched their skin tone. These “living” statues move from poses to pose holding each for only a moment or two.
The all male staff was dressed in formal attire. The Maitre d” was dressed in a white tux that was tailored to his body. All the waiters were dressed in very formal attire. Their clothing was the male version of the playboy bunnies. Their upper torsos were void of any clothing except for three places. They wore stiff white collars with black bow ties around their necks. White shirt cuffs with rhinestone cuff links were around the wrists of their muscular but sleeveless arms. The pants were form fitting black hip hugger. The bartenders wore skintight white tank tops that could not hide much of their muscular torsos. Their muscles bulged as they tossed bottles of liquor around preparing drinks for the partygoers. Even the bus boys were works of art in male perfection.
David and Quinn wanted to try out the dance floor and Brian and Jason wanted to find their Uncle which they hadn’t seen for months. The four friends broke into two separate couples and went their different ways agreeing to meet back up later.
All the county socialites were mingling about the club. Mike did his best to meet with as many of the patrons as he could. The guest list was a bound with people he didn’t know personally but people that he need to know to climb the social ladder. Finally after seemingly hours of mindless small talk Mike spots two familiar faces.
“Brian and Jason, is that you, where are your parents?” Mike asks his two nephews.
“They’re not here Uncle Mike.” Jason told his Uncle. “They couldn’t make it so they let us come in their place but with one stipulation, we had to check in with you.”
Mike grinning at his nephew’s comment quickly composed himself. “How did you guys like the party so far?”
“This is way better than any regular night club.” Brian said enthusiastically.
“We think it is the best place in the county.” Jason said.
“Well I’m glad you like it boys.” Mike said as he patted his two nephews on the backs. “Be sure to tell your father all the fun that he missed out on tonight.”
“Sure thing Uncle Mike.” Brian and Jason said in unison.
“Good now go have some fun and stay out of trouble.” Mike said to his nephews as he walked back amongst the crowd.
“Ok boys now the fun begins.” Brian says as he wrings his hands together.
Mike walks through the hoards of people that he didn’t even know. Socially he was a newcomer to the blue blood crowd. If he wanted to succeed he needed to pander to their requests. After an hour of hobnobbing Mike meets up again with Max and his friend.
“Man am I glad to see you two guys again, I’m tired of having to be something I’m not.” Mike says as he walks up to his friends. “How’s the party so far?”
“I didn’t know you had this many friends in high society?” Max said as he gives his friend’s hand a shake.
“YOUCH! I give up.” Mike pried his sore hand from Max’s iron grip.
“I’m sorry Mike. Did I hurt your hand?”
“That’s OK. I only use this hand for signing the checks.” Mike said rubbing his sore hand trying to get the feelings back to his fingers. Mike turned to the right and saw Jim. “Is this your date for this evening Max? I know you go for blonds, but I was expecting your date to be a female.”
“You have somethin’ against two gents going out for a good time?” Max said. With the look of anger on his face he takes a few steps closer to Mike.
“N-n-no I don’t.” Mike was caught off guard by Max’s advancement. “It’s just that I didn’t . . . “
At that point Max’s expression changed from one of anger to that of enjoyment. Mike stopped talking.
“I always able to pull a fast one over on ya Michael” Max said. “Michael Stone this is my good friend Jim Samlas. He’s a lifeguard at the county beach.”
“Nice to meet you Mr. Stone.” Jim extends his hand. “Call me Jim.”
“Good to meet you Jim. My friends call me Mike.” Mike takes Jim’s hand and the two new friends walk off together. “So you are a life guard at the local beach. How’s your mouth to mouth resuscitation?”
Max spoke up. “Ya know Mike, stealing another man’s date is not a cool thing to do.”
The two new friends turned towards Max, smile and say in unison. “We know.”
All laughing together the trio walked off to a private table in a somewhat quite corner. One of the buff waiters came over and took their drink order. Within a few minutes the trio was sipping their drinks.
“Ya know Mike? If you hadn’t let your body get out of shape you wouldn’t need to steal another guy’s friend.”
“Running a business will do that to you. I haven’t had much time to go to the gym these days,” Mike said taking a drink from his glass. “If you know of some way to change this body without the work I’ll try it. I don’t even have time for the wife. She’s been very supportive during the construction.”
“I don’t know of an easier way to change a person’s body without a lot of hard work. If I could change you I would start by growing that package of yours. I would turn that hot dog in your pants into a summer sausage and those ping pong balls into tennis balls.” Max reached for his glass of beer.
Mike shifted his position in his seat. His cock was getting hard for no reason. “Mike not here, not now.” Mike told himself. “Good thing I wore loose fitting pants tonight. With all this muscle I hired for tonight Max might think I’m turned on by it.”
“I would make your cock nice and long. Say about ten inches soft twelve inches hard.” All during Max’s slow sensual monologue he has evil grin on his face. “That would give you a nice bulge in your pants for your wife to play with.”
Mike shifted his position in his seat again. He reached down without Max and Jim noticing and adjusted his package so it had room to go down one leg of his boxers. Why am I getting so turned on?
“If I grew your package that big then I would have to grow the rest of your body to match. I would take all that fat, turn it into muscle and make you a muscle hunk complete with form fittin Speedos. I would do this nice and slowly so you could enjoy every minute of it. You would be so big that all your clothing would have to be custom made.” Max drank down the last of the liquid in his glass. He motioned to the waiter walking nearby for another round. Max then changes his low hypnotic tone of voice back to normal. “But I don’t have any special powers like that kid on that Internet site so why dream that I can.”
Mike was in a light trance while Max spoke. That is until Max changed his tone of voice. Mike woke up from his trance with a start. “Ah? ... Oh! Look at the time ... Would you gentlemen excuse me for a few minutes? I don’t feel so good ... I mean I need to go mingle with the rest of the guest for a while. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
Mike gets his wine glass quickly and quickly leaves the table.
“Why do you tease your friend like that Max?” Jim asked his friend.
“Cause I can Jimmie boy, cause I can.” Came Max’s reply.
Mike walked off into the crowd talking his other guest as he goes.
“Good evening Mr. Mayor. How is your re-election campaign coming along?”... “Mr. Brown, I see you brought your lovely wife this evening. ... “Mrs. Wagner, you look ravishing tonight. Where’s your husband? ... Eli, you did a wonderful job designing this place.”
As quickly as he could Mike made his way to his office where he had a private restroom. “Oh man why do I feel so strange? Why does my cock feel like its growing?
Once Mike got into his private office he opened up his pants and finds out why he was feeling so strange. His cotton boxers had changed into a pair of tight fitting Speedos like underwear. His cock and balls were growing bigger and creating an ever-expanding bulge under the Lycra spandex material!
“I don’t wear Speedos! … What’s happening to me? … Why is my package growing bigger? … Can a person’s muscles grow bigger than normal? … My cock must around ten inches and it’s still soft! … My balls feel so heavy. … How long is my cock gone to get, twelve inches and tennis balls size? … Oh Gaud! I can’t go back out there looking like this!”
Mike was so caught up in the size of his cock that he didn’t notice the rest of his body was changing as well. His back was expanding wider, and his shoulders were getting broader. His waist was getting thinner going from flab to fab. Eight-pack abs replaced his beer-keg gut. His chest was getting thicker as it expanded out farther. Mike’s dress shirt changed from cotton to a form micro fiber blend that was becoming skintight. His fat legs kept their same mass but they were getting more defined and cut. At the same time as his body was getting bigger he was also getting taller. He had stopped growing any taller in high school stopping at a short five foot two inches in height. Mike didn’t know that Max’s unknown gift was augmenting the rest of his clothing as well as his body. His suit grew to the exact size of his growing body fitting him tightly making him look even bigger.
All this new growth was getting him “excited”. His tight Speedos gave way to the bulge underneath. His cock began to poke its head out the top of the waist band. He was enjoying the thought of having a larger cock more and more. Mike reached down and lightly touched it. The moment he made contact with his cock it to began to harden. His balls started to rise higher and his cock was getting longer. Soon it was at its full length of twelve hard inches. He could barely get his hand around its girth. It stood up proudly just inches from his eight-pack abs. Mike had always thought of himself as a ladies’ man. He had worked hard to get his body to where it is now. Just looking at his muscular body was making him hard. In the mirror he could see a small stream of precum trickling down its length the one eyed monster that he had. He rubbed the sticky goo into the shaft. The more he rubbed the more precum flowed. Mike was lost in the moment of pleasure. Before long a thick stream of cum arced out forward and hitting the restroom mirror. Glob after glob of cum slid slowly down the surface. Minutes seemed like hours as the now spent python lay on the counter before Mike. Surprisingly, during the shower of cum, none of it landed on Mike’s clothing. With great effort and reluctance he stuffed his cock back into his pants. The bulge it created was beyond belief. His dress suit now fit his body like a speed skater’s jumpsuit. The dress shirt had turned into a form fitting tank top with a low swooping neck line. All of his clothing would now have to be custom made. Even the clothing at the Big and Tall store would too small for Mike’s larger body.
After cleaning off the surface Mike looked at his new reflection in the mirror and said. “I don’t believe I just did that. I haven’t shot off like that in years, it must be seeing all that muscle I have out there right now. I’m glad that I had the foresight to have this private room build in the club. But enough about me, I’d better get back out there. I don’t want anybody to miss seeing this magnificent body of mine.”
The transformation that had just transpired the private office was still unknown to Max and Jim. They sat at their table and looked out over the crowd. Jim had never been to one of Mike’s private parties before.
“Are all of Mike’s parties so over the top?” Jim looked around the room.
“Not all of them.” Max took a long drink from his replenished glass. “Most are low key.”
“I like his choice of décor …” Jim said as he pulled a muscleman swizzle stick out of his glass. “...very original.”
“It looks like he has every weight class here.” Max looked across the room admiring the view. “He must have hired all of his help from all the gyms in the Tri-county area. He could have a contest here with just the hired help.”
“I know.” Jim spied a large guy coming into the bar. “Look at that guy over there. He’s almost as big as you are Max.”
“Why does he look so familiar?” Max said as he scratched his head. “I know his from somewhere but you’d think I would remember someone that big.”
“Well here’s your chance to find out.” Jim nudged Max in the side with his elbow. “He’s walking this way.”
“Max! I’m glad to see that you are still here.”
“Excuse me?” Max asked the stranger. “Do I know you?”
“Max. It’s me Mike, Mike Stone.”
“Mike? What happened to you?” Max asked standing up next to his friend. “How did ya get so big so quickly? Just a few hours ago you were an overweight business man.”
“You did this Max. Well not you personally but you workout routine. I have been using it since our last get-together. If it hadn’t been for you I would not have had the idea for this club. How did you do think of it Max?” Mike sits down at the table and waves a hand out towards to dance floor.
Max and sat there dumbfounded at what their friend just said. Then as if a curtain had been opened to the morning sun Max’s uncertainty of his friend’s sanity was swept away.
“Very nice there Mikie. Glad to be of service.”
“Speaking of service, I expect to get a more inclusive introduction to your date.” Mike said in a coy manner. “You know how much I like to meet all you friends.”
“Just say when and we’ll be there” Max returned the innuendo.
Mike quickly grabbed Max’s shirt and quietly pulled Max across the table. He quickly planted a kiss on his friend’s lips and in a low voice he said. “After this party is over the real one begins in the back room.”
Mike lets his two friends enjoy the party. He continues to meander through the hoards of people that he didn’t even know creating small talk as he goes. Thankfully everyone had name tags on or he wouldn’t have known who they were. After an hour of continuing hobnobbing Mike meets up again with Brian and Jason.
“Boys there are very few of my actual friends here at this party.” Mike says as he walks up to the group. “I have had so many so many passes thrown my way that I feel like a quarterback at a Super Bowl.”
Brian had not seen his Uncle for the last few hours because of the size of the crowd. When they first earlier this evening his Uncle wasn’t this big He had to find out how he grew so big because he didn’t do it.
“When you are as good looking as you are you’re bound to be a chick magnet.” Brian said as he gives his Uncle’s hand a shake.
“Who said anything about chicks?” Mike told his nephews. “There were more than a few guys wanting to get a closer look at this body. But I’m sure that you guys have had your fair share of propositions? I meant to ask you guys earlier, have you guys been working out since I’ve seen you last. “
Brian had almost forgotten that he had augmented their bodies before entering the club. Not wanting to miss an opportunity to show off he asks his Uncle a question. “Care to have another go with our arm wrestling competition?”
For years their Uncle had beaten them at arm wrestling at each of their previous meetings. Brian thought to himself. “This year Uncle Mike things are going to be different.”
Brian and his Uncle got in position at the end of the bar. They clasped hands and gave each other a good hand a squeeze. Brian let his Uncle get off the first squeeze as they tried forcing the other’s hand to the counter. His Uncle’s grip was not as painful as Brian had remembered. But now it was his turn to return the favor.
Both Uncle and Nephew were evenly matched in size and strength. Each struggled to push the other’s hand to the bar. Standing face to face with his Uncle in the stalemate, Brian looks directly into his eyes. Seeing a chance to ask his uncle about his sudden growth Brian, trying not to let the strain show in his voice, asks his question. “Have you been working out since I’ve seen you last?”
Under a similar strain Uncle Mike counters his nephew’s question with another question. “I should be asking you that question.”
“You do seem to have a lot more “friends” you did have before.” Brian says pushing harder. He used his magic to push his Uncle’s hand a little more just for fun.
Mike’s face grimaced as Brian increased the pressure of his hand forcing it to the bar.
“YOUCH! Why is everybody trying to squeeze the crap out of my hand tonight?” Mike pried his sore hand from Brian’s iron grip. “You’ve quite a grip there nephew.”
“I’m sorry Uncle Mike. Did I hurt your hand?” Brian said trying to act innocent.
“That’s OK. I sure I’ll get the feeling back into it before I have do any writing.” Mike said rubbing his sore hand trying to get the feelings back to his fingers.
David and Quinn had been enjoying the dance floor for the last few hours. The dancers on the dance floor were not limited to straight couples. The easy flow alcohol released the inhabitations of many a person. Dance partners were exchanged many times during the evening. Many ending up with the same sex dance partner. All the exercise had made them very thirsty so they headed for the bar. They spotted their friends talking to a very muscular guy at the end of the bar.
“Uncle Mike, I’d like to introduce you to our two friends that came to the party with us.” Brian told his Uncle.
Mike turned to the right and sees David and Quinn. “Are these two guys your friends? You guys seem to be fun loving group of teenagers.”
“We were kind of hoping to score here tonight?” Brian said. With the look of anticipation on his face he takes a few steps closer to his Uncle and whispered into his ear. “If you know what I mean?”
“I don’t think your parents would have let you boys come to the party if they knew what you had planned.” Mike was caught off guard by Brian’s statement.
At that point Brian’s expression changed from one of devilish delight to an ear to ear grin. Uncle Mike had stopped talking when he saw Brian’s change of expression.
“You had me going there for a moment Brian.” Uncle Mike tells his nephew
Smiling from ear to ear Brian introduced his friends. “Gotchya Uncle Mike these are our very good friends David and Quinn.”
“Nice to meet you guys.” Mike extends his hand out in turn to each of the young men.
“We’re glad to meet you too sir.” David takes Mike’s hand. Quinn does the same thing and soon the three new friends walked off together.
“You never know what these two are going to do to you next. I’ve seen their type before. You have to keep an eye got these two brothers.” Mike tells David and Quinn.
Brian and Jason, completing each other’s thoughts, spoke up in turn. “Don’t believe a thing he says guys. Everything we know we learned from him.”
David and Quinn walked up to either side of Mike and each grabbed an arm. David from Brian and Jason than back to Mike smiled and said. “What can you tell us about your nephews?”
They all started laughing as the group walks off to a private table in a somewhat quite corner. One of the half naked waiters came over and took their drink order. Within a few minutes everyone in the group were sipping their drinks.
“Uncle Mike how did you get your body get into such great shape? Are you juicing?”
“You know boys running a fitness based business has its perks. I have all the latest equipment in the gym these days. I also can get the best trainers in the business.” Mike said doing a bicep curl. “I don’t go for some quick ways to change this body. It is all natural. Now that I have seen big I have gotten I want more.”
“I might know of a way to for you to get bigger.” Brian said. Sipping his drink, Brian thought this might be good time to help his Uncle about his sudden growth. “How did you grow your body so big? Are you juiceing?”
“Well young man, a natural bodybuilder doesn’t use drugs.” Mike told his nephew. “It’s all hard work, proper diet and a good trainer by the name of Max.”
“Is Max’s last name Biggermen?” Brian asked his Uncle.
“Yes it is, do you know him?” Mike inquired.
“We’ve had an encounter or two with him the last couple of weeks.” Jason said looking at his brother. Brian was looking at everyone in their small group. Everyone at the table had a smile on their faces, everyone except Mike his look was that of confusion mixed with discomfort.
Mike had to shift his position in his seat to make room for his growing body. It was starting to grow bigger thanks to Brian. Not knowing what his nephew was doing to him, Mike thought to himself. “Man I should have gotten bigger chairs. These cheap chairs are too damn small.”
“What I’m talking about is all natural if you believe in magic.” Brian told his Uncle in a low tone. “I want you to remember the kind of body you hand this morning.”
“Magic!” Mike exclaimed. The surrounding crowds of people stopped whatever they were doing and look in the direction of the loud conversation. For that brief moment all conversations the entire restaurant stopped, then just as suddenly as they stopped all conversation restarted.
Mike suddenly realizes that the body that he has now may not have been the one he woke up with this morning. “But how can that be, you can’t grow this big that quickly. He thinks to himself then he speaks out loud to his nephew. “You can’t grow a body this big with magic young man. This is done with hard work and proper diet?”
Mike pulls up his skin tight tank top exposing his hairless muscular chest and eight-pac abs. But what he exposed this time was even more defined than it was a few minutes ago. Under tissue paper skin was a vascular system like none other. There was zero percent body fat.
“Now tell me you that.” His Uncle said in a demanding tone.
“Before I answer that question you might want to look at yourself again.”
“Holy Shit! Look at my abs!” Mike exclaimed.
Brian motions to his uncle to lower his voice. He tried not to look at the eight-pac abs before him. He could see that the rest of his friends were trying doing the same thing.
“Mike ripped his skin tight tank up the middle exposing his hairless muscular chest as well as his eight-pac abs.
“Have you seen Max Biggermen lately?” Brian inquired.
“Yes I have, he is here at this very same party right now. Why?”
“That would explain why your Uncle is all muscle in his tight evening wear.” Quinn said pointing to the owner of the club.
“This doesn’t seem to be the right place to talk about this.” Jason said noticing that the booth next to them was eavesdropping on their conversation.
“Perhaps you’re right.” Mike said. “I have room in the back for private functions. Besides I need to put on a new shirt.”
“Well don’t put on just for us.” David finally had a chance to speak up. “We don’t mind the view.”
Mike motions for Brian and his friends to follow him to the bar in the next room. The bar had several patrons standing around engaged in their own individual conversations. Mike walked up to the end of the bar where a lone bartender stood.
“Ralph?” Mike said to the bartender. “Would you do the honors?”
Ralph reached under the bar and pushed a concealed button. Over the din of bar Brian could hear an auditable buzz and a door to the right opens. The group stepped into room behind the open door. The room was lavishly decorated with wood and leather. Mike steps over the left and places his palm on a wall mounted touch pad. It scans his hand and closes the open door. At the same time a section of mirrored wall slides up into the ceiling revealing a bank of plasma video monitors coming to life. The wall looked more like a TV production wall than a wall in a private conference room. Every sporting event running at that time was displayed on the wall. There was a football game from Miami, a rugby match in London, a boxing match in Los Vegas and a soccer game in Perth. Bordering the large screens were smaller ones displaying various locations of the nightclub.
“Welcome to my private room.” Mike said as he waves his hand to one side. While everyone was taking in the decor of the room Mike took the opportunity to replace his shirt.”Now that we are alone you can tell me what Max did to me.”
“Are you saying that you don’t like the way you are now?”
“I didn’t say that … exactly.”
“So you want me to reverse everything?” Brian asked.
“I didn’t say that either.” Mike puts up his hands as if in protest. He didn’t want his nephews and their friends to know that he had thing for muscle. “What else can Max do?”
“Well Uncle Mike so far Max can make people younger or older and make any part of them bigger or smaller.”
“How can he do that? Mike asks his nephew. “Is he like Merlin the magician or something?”
“Funny you should use that very name.” Brian told his Uncle the story of how he got his magical powers.
After hearing the story Mike asks his nephew the all important question. “Can you do that to anybody as well?”
“Yes I can. What do you have in mind?” Brian inquired.
Mike pulled the wireless touch pad out of its wall mount. After pressing some buttons He changed the video on the four big screens to multiple views of the nightclub. “Let’s see who can we use as a guinea pig?” The group looked on as Mike looked through the CCTV feed.
“Ah, there he is the perfect candidate.” Mike activated the intercom on the wall.
Everyone watched as the multiple views of the monitors went to one large one of the bartenders answering his intercom.
“Yes Mr. Stone?”
“Ralph, that young man next to you, what’s his name?” Mike could see in the monitor as Ralph looked to his right.
“His name is Jack, Mr. Stone.”
“Have Jack bring two bottles of my best scotch into the VIP room.”
“Sure thing Mr. Stone.” Ralph responded.
Through the intercom Mike could hear Ralph giving Jack instruction on where to find the scotch in the stock room.
“I got to teach that man how to use the off button one of these days.” Mike said as he turned down the speaker.
Mike followed the path of Jake the waiter to the liquor store room on the CCTV. The security system was not connected in the climate controlled room so he could only see who entered or exited the room. Mike changed the monitors back to the cable feed of the current sporting events. Everyone would have to wait to see the young man when he brought the Scotch to the private room.