Novel & Cerita Muscle Growth Stories

{ Rodrick } [ 19 years old ] I grew up thinking I would be a beta like my father and most of my family. It wasn't until the last month of my seventeenth year that I started to grow too much to be normal. When my father noticed my sudden height or the way my body started to build muscle easily, he started to be different with me. He started taking an interest for the first time in spending 'father and son' time and he even made me quit my part-time job at the restaurant where I worked to make me start working out all the time.

********MATURE CONTENT******** Alpha Pierce was right; the full moon came before I knew it. The past few weeks I have been training every day twice a day. My body feels and looks so much stronger. Muscles rippled through my arms, my already flat stomach has more muscle definition, and my legs also have defined muscles that peek through every time I walk.

“They’re called pecs. But boobie muscle is fun too. But you’re only three. You will grow into the body you’re meant to have, and if you want, when you’re older, I can help you become even stronger.” “And have biggew boobies?” I nodded, “but, it’s not just about getting big muscles. I like being strong so I can lift both of you and your mom.” Ripley blushed; I knew she was thinking about last night. That was fucking hot, thrusting inside of her against the wall. Yeah, I’m definitely trying that again. She seemed to love it too. Just another reason to have this body. Ripley loved it, and she loved what it could do.

Though my muscles ached and complained at every sunrise, failing me by sunset, I relished the strength that came with it. My endurance improved. I needed fewer breaks between tasks. I even got a little taller. I didn't know it was possible. But there was no denying it when I finally grew to see the youngling, Mattias, eye-to-eye. "Goddess above, I can't see the top of your head anymore, Ankle-Biter!" Gabe gawked when I entered his tent. It was seven weeks after I started training with Leon. Seven long, tiring weeks. Gabe's shock at my growth pulled me from my exhausted autopilot mode.