The Sorcerer's New Apprentice 21: Biggermen at the Police Academy (mc musc)
by Alyn Roze
The party had lasted till the wee hours of the morning. Good thing Max had the day off. But it wasn’t a real day off. When his ass of a boss, J D, found out that Max was going to the Academy graduation he made a “strong suggestion” for him pick up the new trainees from the Academy on the same trip. Max hadn’t planned on be there quite so early but he knew paperwork had to be done. That’s way he brought the Sheriff’s nephew along. After all J D did say that his nephew did just graduate last year.
Greetings Academy Alumni,
As an alumnus of the Florida Police Academy we would like to invite you to participate in this year’s graduation. The ceremonies will be on Saturday the 14th of June 2008 at 1800 (6:00 pm).
Due to the large amount of graduates the attendees must be limited to immediate family only. We ask that you arrive early before the ceremonies for VIP seating. RSVP at your earliest convenience.
Police Academy Commandant
Forester, Samuel R.
Max put down the invitation back down in the center console
The long six hour ride to the Police Academy was a grueling one. To make the six-o-clock commencement Max had to get up earlier than normal for his day off. Fortunately Max, in foresight , had prepared the van the day before. They would have been on the road hours before if Enus hadn’t been late getting to Max’s home. He claimed to have gotten lost on the way. Max suspected that Enus was late because of an early morning romp with Tony Little. Max had spotted the two friends leaving the party early. Enus was sleeping soundly in the passenger seat. The seat was all the way back and in the reclined position so Max had full view of his co-pilot’s body in all glory. Enus must have been having a fantasy dream because Max spotted a sizeable bulge growing in his pants. He almost ran off the road when he saw it. I wonder what hunk he is thinking about?
Brian had not anticipated the finding of Officer Beauregard’s house to be a difficult one, but it was. He remembered seeing the address when he was in Max’s mind at last night’s party. He was not familiar with that part of town. He probably could have teleported there but he didn’t want to end up inside someone’s wall. When he got to the house he had to make sure that his timing was just right. Quicker than a blink Brian pushed the door bell and made himself intangible. Enus opened the door and saw no one. Before he could close the door the invisible Brian walked past him un-noticed. Once the door closed he walked up to Enus and in one ear he says FREEZE!
“Enus I want you to go to sleep and stay asleep until I say so otherwise.” Brian says as he walks around the motionless Enus. “You will not remember anything that might happen to you for the next twenty hours. You will think that is all a dream, do you understand?”
“Yes.”
Brian walks behind Enus and closes his eyes and leans into him. There was a moment of resistance like walking into a very strong headwind than nothing. Brian was in complete darkness, he could touch anything but he could feel everything, then he opened his eyes. Everything in his field of vision was slightly out of focus. Slowly his vision began to clear up and come back into focus. Brian looked around the room at the unknown objects that held a special meaning for him. When he tried to move around the room his movement was erratic and jerky. It felt to Brian that his shoes weight twenty pounds each. With great effort and fortitude his movement became more fluid.
It had taken Brian longer to get to get full control of Enus’s body than he expected. Enus was suppose to meet with Max an hour ago so he had to move quickly. He saw in Enus’s mind where Max’s home was located. While still the body of the sleeping police officer Brian teleported to just outside Max’s house. When he was greeted the front door by Max he made up an excuse of traffic congestion on the way over. Max had no idea that his traveling companion was Brian in Enus’s body. Brian hated to do it to him but when Max started to bitch about why he was late Brian made him forget by giving him a hangover and thinking it was left over from last night.
The physic connection between him and Enus made it easy for Brian to access any of Enus’s memories and feelings. When Brian thought of the fun he was going to have with Max at the Academy he could feel a boner growing in Enus’s pants. After a short preparation time the duo was off the graduation.
Brian was sitting in the seat enjoying the ride. He pretended to be sleeping to avoid any of the boring conversation that usually goes along with road trips. The seat was pushed all the way back and in the reclined position. He did this on purpose to give Max full view of his borrowed body.
Max’s hangover had been an unusually strong on this time. Never in his life had he felt like this before. It was if it was his first hangover, but he knew that that was impossible. He had memories of Rufus introducing him to white lighting on his eighteenth birthday. He could always hold his liquor with the best of them. But nothing in his memories came close to what he was feeling now. To get his mind off of his hangover Max tried to remember how Enus and he first met. His hangover was making it difficult for him to remember any details. The more he concentrated the less dense the memory fog became. He began to remember in striking clarity the past five years of his life.
Max’s memory of how Enus and he had met was still fresh in his mind. But somewhere, in the back of his mind, he knew that it was just last week when they first met. But Max’s mind was filled with new memories of how they first met. Memories of how they had always had a thing for lifting weights ever since they met five years ago Max Muscle Gym They had both been members there but had never met. Enus was there working out by himself and Max letting off some steam because of what Sheriff J D wanted him to do. The more Max thought about that day the more his head ached.
Back then Max was still having clothing issues. While doing a set of deep squats the seat of his gym shorts gave way. Nearby Enus had witnessed what had happened and offered to loan Max a change of clothing. He remembered thanking Enus for the clothing and they had been friends ever since.
“I still have a problem keeping my clothing from coming apart.” Max says laughing out loud as he drove down the road. No wait, that’s not how it happened. I never saw Enus before two days ago.
Finding out that the last five years of his life might be a lie confused Max even more. Even finding out that he could change anybody just by touching them was having a profound effect his libido. Max had to reach down between his legs to adjust his cock to go down one leg. The bulge it was creating in his dress slacks was rubbing on the steering wheel. This in its self was not a problem until Max had to turn the wheel. With all the constant movement of the steering wheel Max was coming dangerously close to having another wardrobe malfunction.
While he was adjusting himself he almost ran off the road, twice. Max had to concentrate on his driving for the rest of the trip. After all it wouldn’t look right if a De Soto County police officer, going to a police graduation, had an accident.
The sudden driving corrections stirred Brian in the passenger seat. He was using his abilities to see into Max’s mind. He could see that he was having a difficult time dealing with the truth. Max needed a distraction to get his mind off of his past so Brian suggested subliminally for Max to test out his gift on his traveling companion. Brian could easily change anything that Max might do to Enus while he was in his body.
He hadn’t tried to change anybody yet and the one around was Enus. Dare I change him while he was asleep? Why the hell not? Let’s see what he would look like with a package as big as his head.
Max looked down the road and saw that there were hardly any vehicles on the highway. Carefully he reached over and placed his hand lightly on Enus’s crotch bulge. Max could feel something stirring under the material. Watching out of the corner of his eyes he watched the bulge grows bigger. Ever so slowly it grows bigger and bigger and bigger until the tight pants will not let grow any bigger. Than the strangest thing started to happen, Enus’s head started to shrink. Smaller and smaller it went until it was the size of a newborn baby boy. Damn I’d better fix it before he wakes up. I want everything about Enus to go back to what he had ten minutes ago.
Minutes later Enus’s body was back to what it was this morning. “Brian did say to watch how I changed people. I guess I need to work on my wording.
Max and Enus arrive early at the school by several hours early before the graduation. After getting their visitor passes they were directed to the Administration office for the records for their new trainees. Once they entered the Administrative building they followed the signs to the Commandant’s Office for the Academy. Max walked up to the front desk. The name plate on the desk read “Company Clerk Corporal Lance De Young”.
The young man looked up from his desk. “Yes sirs. How may I help you?”
“Yes, I’m Sergeant Maxwell Biggermen and this is Officer Enus Beauregard from the De Soto County Police Department. We’re here to see the Commandant.”
“Do you have an appointment?”
“I’m here to talk to the Commandant Forester before the graduation starts.” Max said pointing to the paper on the desk. “If you look on the graduation guest list you’ll see that I’m on it. Officer Beauregard is here to get the new trainees for the De Soto Police Department.”
“One moment please. He is very busy but I’ll see if he’s able to see you now.” The Corporal said picking up the inter office phone.
Commandant Forster was pacing the room with several index cards in hand and rehearsing his speech. “... Each one of these fine cadets has received the best training and would make a fine …” BUZZ “Corporal this had better be good … I left specific orders that I was not to be disturbed … who the hell is Sergeant Biggermen … if you don’t wish to be put on permanent K P duty than you will tell him to come back later.”
“I’m sorry sir. He is very busy right now.” The Corporal puts the phone back down. “If you come back in about an hour, he’ll be able to see you then.”
“While I’m waiting for the Commandant can Officer Beauregard look over the personnel records of the cadets that are graduating?”
“I’ll have the records clerk bring them here for you.” The Corporal stated. “I can only give you the ones that are going to De Soto County, the others are classified.”
“I fully understand the privacy issues.” Max replied,
It took only a few minutes for the personnel records of the cadets to arrive. Enus was given copies of the school records of the cadets that were going to the De Soto County. He started reading through them, taking special interest in each cadet. He read their brief history to familiarize himself with the incoming rookies.
While Enus was looking at the private records of the cadets Max wanted to revisit the Academy grounds. The Corporal advised him that his visitors pass gave him access to only the public places of the Academy. The classified areas were off limits to even visiting alumni.
There weren’t any classes for the day so Max was able to ask teachers, and the remaining cadets, questions about the cadets assigned to his county. He knew the best way to find out anything about the cadets is from their teachers and friends. At first they were reluctant to talk to him, being a stranger on campus. When they found that he was an alumni Max was able to get a lot of useful information on his rookies. Time was growing short and he still needed to meet with the academy Commandant shortly. Max headed back to the Administration offices for his meeting with the school’s Commandant.
Back in the office Brian/Enus was still in the office looking over the personnel records of the cadets
Name: O’Hara, Shawn
Age: 25
Height: 5 ft. 3 in.
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Red
Eye color: Blue
Father: Patrick Angus O’Hara, widower.
Mother: Kathleen Elisabeth O’Hara (deceased)
PERSONAL INFORMATION: Third generation Irish American. The youngest of four brothers of a widower father. During this interview Shawn mentioned that his three older brothers picked on him his entire life. Shawn said that he joined the academy as part of a family tradition and in the hopes that they would leave him alone. GPA was not the best in the class but he ranked was 47th in a class of 100.
Name: Paris, Zachary
Age: 26
Height: 6 ft. 4 in.
Weight: 180 lbs
Hair color: brown
Eye color: green
Father: (unknown)
Mother: (unknown)
PERSONAL INFORMATION: Zachary doesn’t know who his parents are. He spent most of his life in a state orphanage or foster homes. Zachary wanted to help rebuild his Parish in New Orleans after hurricane Katrina. He had to come to Florida because everything was wiped out including the Louisiana police academy. His French Creole accent set him apart from the rest of the class as if his height of six foot four skinny body wasn’t enough. His rank is 43rd in a class of 100.
Name: Vinchenso, Francisco (Frank)
Age: 26
Height: 5 ft. 8 in.
Weight: 250 lbs.
Hair color: black
Eye color: brown
Father: Mario Vinchenso
Mother: Maria
PERSONAL INFORMATION: He comes from an Italian American family. Frank is at the top the weight for height class permitted by the academy. His family recently moved to Florida from New York a few years ago. He joined the police academy to prove to his family that he could do it. He is smarter than he looked at 12th in a class 0f 100.
Name: Michaelson, Eric
Age: 28
Height: 5 ft. 9 in.
Weight: 175 lbs.
Hair color: blond
Eye color: blue
Father: John Michaelson
Mother: Sarah Michaelson
PERSONAL INFORMATION: Known to his close friends as “Mikey”. As the oldest cadet at the Academy, he works hard to prove himself to the rest of his younger classmates. His blond hair and cute face made him look younger than he actually was. He maintains his slim five foot eight body for his surfing hobby. Try as he might he could rank 49th in the class of 100.
After reading each file Brian laid the files a side awaiting Max’s return. He hated just sitting around doing nothing as much as he hated doing term paper at school. Every now and again Brian would sense a random thought from the sleeping mind of Enus. Uncle J. D. is overly anxious to get the new trainees to the station.
“I wonder the Sheriff has in store for his new recruits?” Brian says in a low tone. “It prove interesting to pay a visit to the police station real soon.”
Corporal De Young was sitting at his desk trying to get the memory of the two huge policemen out of his head. His mind kept wondering back to when the Sergeant Biggermen and Officer Beauregard first walked into the office. He had been able to keep his fascination for large men in uniforms a secret for years. But today he almost lost it. It took all of his will power to keep from jumping over the desk. If the police officers hadn’t have left when they did Lance’s police career would have been in jeopardy. He could see the remaining officer sitting reading the records he was given. Just looking at him was giving him a hard-on. Good thing the Commandant was in his office behind closed doors not wanting to be disturbed. It gave the Corporal another chance to go to the latrine for some relief. The corporal had only been back at his desk from his last trip to the latrine a few minutes when Max walked back in. The corporal had a partial view of the waiting room by a strategically placed parabolic mirror in the room.
Max sat in the waiting room adjacent to the office with Enus/Brian. Max asked him some questions about the new trainees as they both looked over the records. During their conversation Max couldn’t help but notice the Corporal was staring into the mirror. Still not knowing Brian was inside Enus’s body, Max whispered to him to look at the mirror. He did a slight nodded back at Max confirming that he noticed they had an audience. Not wanting to miss a chance to show off, Max did a behind-the-head stretch and Enus did a bicep curl. The Corporal let out a low but audible gasp. Max didn’t letting on that he had heard the Corporal’s outburst. Just to see how interested the Corporal was in seeing him Max got up to pick up a magazine from across the room. Instead of sitting back down Max purposely stood in front of the mirror blocking the Corporal’s view.
The Corporal was getting frustrated not being able to see into the room with Max blocking the mirror. He quickly went to go to a filing cabinet near the doorway. He had to get another look at the muscular police officers. Lance quickly composed himself and walked into the waiting room. “Excuse my ignorance, Sir. Why are you a guest at the graduation if you are here to pick up the new personnel for De Soto County?”
“I also graduated from here several years ago.”
Max could see that the Corporal was on the verge of losing it as he stood there. Putting the magazine back in the rack Max looked over at Enus. Enus stood up and did a full body stretch. You could almost hear the Corporal’s blood pressure spike.
“You … didn’t … say … you … were … a … graduate … of … this … school.” The Corporal slowly drew out his response.
“You never asked.” Max said bumping into a chair causing it to make a noise.
The startled Corporal was brought to reality by the noise. He turned away from the waiting room in attempt to hide his growing problem. “Um, I guess I didn’t. Let me see if the Commandant is still busy.”
The Corporal went back to his desk and picked up the intercom phone. “Excuse the interruption, Sir ... Yes Sir ... Sergeant Biggermen has returned ... Yes Sir, I’ll send him right in, Sir.” The Corporal hung up the phone. “You may go in now, Sergeant Biggermen.”
Max turned to Enus. “Why don’t you and the Corporal get to know each other while I talk to the Commandant?” Max walked to the office door and knocks on it. There was answer from the other side and Max started to enter the office. “It’s about time the academy gets sent in a different direction.”
“Now let’s see about that problem you seem to be having.” Enus/Brian said to Lance.
“I don’t have a prob …. “ Lance was interrupted by Enus grabbing his crotch. “A-A-A-A-H-H-H-H-H!”
“You have a nice looking body Lance.” Brian caressed Lance’s body. He seductively moved one hand all over the Corporal’s torso. With the other hand, still on the crotch, Brian could feel the result of his sensual assault. “You know you could be much bigger if you like?”
Lance could not think straight. He was being sensually assaulted by the man of his dream. He really didn’t care that he was totally turned by this guy. He would agree to anything to keep him from leaving. “Yes, I would like to be bigger.”
“How big would you like to be?” Enus/Brian asked his latest “victim”. He knew that could do just about anything to this guy with no complaint afterwards.
“Make me as big as you.” Lance said in a lustful stupor.
“Well now, what should I do to you?” Brian said to himself. He hadn’t tried to change anybody while inhabitating someone else’s body. He didn’t know if his powers would work. “Let’s start with something small.”
Brian reached for Lance’s crotch again. He gave it a squeeze but this time he felt a little bit resistance. The harder he squeezed the more it resisted. Soon Lance’s crotch grew sizably bigger, his loose fitting military kakis were fitting tighter below the waist.
“Well now let’s see if we can bring the rest up to the same proportion.” Brian said into the Corporal’s ear. Brian brought both hands and put them on Lance’s shoulders. The moment he touched them they began to expand. The growth started with the trapezes muscles than moved outward to the deltoids muscles. Brian slowly slid his hands down to the arms. As he progressed downward Lance’s arms became grossly disproportional to the rest of his body, except for his shoulders.
Brian was about to start on Lance’s chest when the office phone rang. “Lance you will not notice that anything is different with your body until I say so. Now answer the phone so “we” can continue with our little talk.” Brian told Lance in a hypnotic tone.
Lance answered the phone for the next five minutes. Brian patiently waited for him to finish. Finally all the calls stopped and Lance was free from the distractions once again.
“Now where were we?” Brian said into Lance’s ear.
When he heard someone knocking on his door, the Commandant looked up from his desk and said, “Enter.” He was about to continue reading his cards, but he was caught off-guard by the huge figure coming into the room.
“Good afternoon, Commandant Forester.” Max gave the Commandant a salute.
Automatically the Commandant returned the military greeting than he extended a hand for a civilian greeting. The moment they made physical contact the Commandant got a minor, almost undetectable, surge of pleasure.
“Afternoon, Sergeant Biggermen. Do I know you?” The Commandant looked at Max with some familiarity. “You look familiar.”
“I was a cadet here five years ago, sir.” Max replied. “You were a senior instructor back then.”
“You can’t be more than twenty-five.” The Commandant and Max were still holding hands. “To be a cadet, you’d have to be nineteen to enlist.”
“I graduated a few years ago, sir.” Max gave the Commandant’s hand a few more shakes. “Don’t you remember?”
The Commandant memories, as well as his body, were getting prepared for a slight adjustment. “Ah Maxwell, I didn’t recognize you in that Sergeant’s uniform. I see you finally made it big in the police force.”
“Despite the coaching you gave me in doing better academically in this school.”
“You do seem to have expanded your knowledge into new interests since I saw you last.” The Commandant said as he took a few steps backwards.
“You like what you see?”
“You do look good in that uniform.” The Commandant was starting to get a strange sensation in his groin.
“Just think of how much better I would have looked if you had let me more aggressively pursue my bodybuilding hobby while I was at the academy.”
“But if I hadn’t you wouldn’t be where you are right now.” The sensations Commandant was having were getting stronger.
“Point taken, but take it from me, you’d feel differently about having muscle like this if you had more muscles yourself.”
The Commandant shivered slightly as his uniform started getting tighter and tighter on his slowing growing body.
During their conversation Max gave the Commandants body the once over.
My old academy school teacher has seen better days.
The Commandant continues to step backwards and bumps into his desk. The sudden contact with his desk startled the Commandant momentarily.
Max concentrates on the Commandant’s stomach. You have been sitting behind that desk too long. That gut you got there has got to go. You would feel so much if it was an eight pack waist.
Max noticed the Commandants body as the fat melt away. The Commandant’s mind continued to change a little more. His mind was changing to a more balanced way thinking. Fitness and academics now ranked the same in the Commandant’s mind.
“You don’t mind if I call Samuel do you?”
“No, but my friends call me Sam. Samuel sounds too formal for an occasion such as this.”
“Than Sam it is.” Max takes a step back and gives his new friend the once over. “I have to ask you a question. What happened to you? You used to be the fittest teacher here on campus. Now look at you with these flabby arms and that flat chest. All that book learnin’ isn’t doing anybody any good if you can’t back it up. You need to build up that body of yours. Look at these arms and that chest. They are covered with more fat than a slab of bacon.”
Each part of the Sam’s body changed for the better. As the fat melted away his chest thickened and his arms expanded. His back took on a leaner look as his shoulders grew more prominent. Legs, once covered in layers of fat, slimmed down to lean pillars of strength. While his body was changing and improving so was his mind. No longer was academics top priority, in the Sam’s mind, it held close second to fitness.
“Now that you are in command of this school you can change things for the better.”
“I was a fool not to see it before.” Sam said with a look of understanding. “We do need to build a bigger police presents in this state. Starting this year we will have the fitness police officers, second to none.”
For the next twenty minutes Max and Sam talk about the changes that the new cadets would have to endure. Fitness would take top priority followed by computer sciences, marksmanship, tactics and driving skills. The school would be the best in the country.
The changes to the schools key personnel were not limited to just inside the Commandant’s office. A similar change was taking place just outside the Commandant’s closed doors.
“Now where were we before we were distracted? Brian said as grabbed Lance by the hand. “Ah yes, we need to bring that chest up to a larger size.”
Brian placed his hands on the Corporal’s pectoral muscles and like two suction cups with fingers spread he pulls the upper chest muscles outwards. Lance now had a chest to be proud of. Brian slid his hands out and under the arms. With the same action the lats were increased in size creating the beginnings of a “V” shaped torso. To complete the upper body package Brian now focused his efforts on the abdominal muscles. Instead of pulling the muscles out Brian pushed them inward. The layer of fat under the skin was only a few millimeters thick. The layer was just thick enough not to obscure the vascular system that ran through it. Brian completed his transformation of Lance’s upper body by expanding the back wider. The changes were becoming more evident as the shirt was stretched closer to its limit. The hills and valleys that became Lance’s back could not be hidden by a single layer of clothing.
Brian dropped his hands down below his friend’s waist. He reaches under the Corporal’s ass and lifts him out of the chair he had been sitting in. Lance reactively stands up letting the probing hands go around his back pockets. Brian’s hands kneaded the soft fleshy muscles until they were firm and hard.
As he knelt down beside Lance, Brian was able to bring both hands around the left leg. He could feel the upper leg muscles swell bigger almost doubling in girth. The growing Hamstrings and Quads stretched the pant leg tighter and tighter causing the inseam to rip open halfway down the leg. Brian had one last muscle to grow on the left leg and that was the calf muscle. He saw fit to increase its size to be in proportion with the rest of the leg.
Sitting in the desk chair on behind the clerk Brian admired his work. The stance that the Corporal now had was quite comical. Lance would have fallen over to the right if he hadn’t been holding on to the desk. The increase in size to his left leg had also increased the length of it by four inches. The unchanged right leg dangled inches off the floor. In one fast and quick move, Brian reached around the right leg with both hands and slid them down the leg. Faster than the eye could follow the right leg was a mirror image match to the left leg, including the ripped inseam.
“There you go, one super sized body.” Brian said as he stood back up.
“Oh man this is so incredible. I feel more alive than I ever did in my twenty year life.” Lance said as he looked at his reflection in the office mirror. He then noticed the condition of his uniform in the reflection. The shirt buttons were close to popping off, a slight draft between his legs confirmed the holes along the inner seams with the hem of each leg were inches above his ankles. “But now I’m out of uniform.”
“Look again Lance.” Brian said trying to assure his friend that his uniform was just fine.
The Corporal was so taken back by what his body had turned into that he didn’t notice Max exiting the Commandant’s office.
“Corporal, it seems that Officer Beauregard and I need to freshen up a little bit. Is there some place we can do that before the Commencement begins?” Max asked the Corporal.
The startled Corporal was brought to reality by the question. “You can use the Officers Latrine just down the hall Sirs.”
“Thank you Corporal. Come along Enus, You can meet with your new friend at the reception.” Max said to Enus/Brian as he exits the office
Max didn’t notice that Lance had changed. I’d better make sure that Lance forgets as well. Enus/Brian turns back towards Lance. In a low hypnotic tone he talks to Lance. “There are two things you need to do. First meet me at the reception after the commencement. And two forget the changes that you and the Commandant have gone through. Do you understand?”
“Yes. What was the other thing I need to do?” Lance asked his new friend.
“What?” Came Brian/Enus reply.
“You said that there are two things I need to do. One is to meet with you at the reception and the other is …?” Lance asked again.
“Let the Commandant know that it is about time to go to the commencement.” Max said standing impatiently in the doorway.
“Oh look at the time. I need to tell the Commandant that the Commencement starts in Twenty minutes.” Corporal Lance De Young said completely forgetting the events that had just happened in the office.
Brian/Enus smiles at the Corporal as the clerk hurries about the office. I will see at the reception.
The time for the ceremonies to begin was fast approaching. Commandant Samuel Forester did a last minute uniform change into his parade dress uniform as well. His new size almost didn’t fit into the uniform. It seemed to fit tighter in the chest than it did a few days ago. His pants were so loose around the waist that he had to put on a set of suspenders to keep them from falling off.
There was a knock on the Commandant’s private latrine. “Come in.”
“Commandant Forester Sir. Everyone is seated and the band is on its last arrangement.”
“Thank you Corporal De Young.” Commandant Forester continued to adjust his dress uniform.
Lance looked at his Commander in a whole new light. Why didn’t I see it before? He is so hot looking in that uniform.
“Corporal, send a memo to the Quartermaster to meet with me on Monday at zero nine hundred to measure me for new uniforms.” The Commandant said trying to make his fit a little less tight.
“Yes Sir.”
A few moments later the Commandant arrived at the stage. He stood at stage left listening to the band as they finished their last number. He motioned to the bandleader that he was ready to begin. He approached the podium and asked everyone to stand for the national anthem. At its conclusion everyone sat back down and the Commandant began to speak.
“Welcome returning alumni and guest. How’s everyone doing this evening? It’s really hot isn’t it? … I have been told that I talk too much … (the audience gives a small laugh) … I assured the cadet that I don’t and KP is only for one week. (The audience laughs again) … I will keep this short so we can all inside for refreshments and enjoy the fine cuisine prepared by the catering staff.
I would like to welcome you all to today’s celebration of achievement. This entire graduating class, that I see in front me, has completed the rigorous training set forth by this school. Each one of these fine cadets has received the best training and would make a fine addition to any police force.
Before we hand out the awards to these outstanding cadets, I would like to ask some of our honored guests and alumni to give our graduating cadets some words of wisdom.”
Max was sitting on the stage in his dress uniform during the entire speech making. The only good thing about being up here on display was that he was up here on display. His tight uniform strained to contain his hulking body. When he was asked to speak all eyes were on him. Nobody heard the speech but everyone saw the speaker. How could they not see him? He was the biggest one up there.
After what seemed like hours the speeches were over. It was time to pass out the diplomas. Each of one hundred graduating cadet’s names were called they came up to the stage and got their diploma. As they walked across the stage they received their diplomas and a handshake from the schools Commandant and the rest of the special guests. Max was the last in line to shake their hands. As each of the cadets passed Max on the stage he saw a way to help each one of the out.
Any one of them would make a fine addition to any police force they join. They are all fine looking young men. If they had only worked their bodies more they could have been much bigger. I wonder what they would look like if I gave them a few more years of growth on their bodies. Now the Commandant has seen why this school needs to teach that the criminals out there getting bigger and stronger? With the new Commandant in charge here I foresee an intensified the fitness program. I see the cadets getting bigger and stronger than the criminals.
The dress uniform of every cadet that had shook hands with Max became tighter. A few pounds muscle, and a few more inches in height, was being added to each. Like an assembly line Max gave the average built graduating class an added boost of muscle and size.
Brian/Enus was sitting in the audience observing the changes the cadets were going through as they came off stage. He could hear a small murmur going through the crowd around him.
“Do those guys look like they’re getting to you?”
“Those cadets sure do fill out their uniforms.”
“Little Johnny has really has grown up these last few years.”
“Oh Man, what I wouldn’t do to get my hands on any one of those cadets.”
“This is definitely going to be a graduation that no one will soon forget.” Brian thinks to himself.