December 2022 Prompt Drabbles

Cosplay Resolution

“Holy, Danny is that you?”

“Heh yeah it’s me. I told you I was gonna work on making my cosplays more believable.”

“I thought you meant with materials,” Cole couldn’t keep from blinking as he saw his friend laugh as he rubbed the back of his head. Danny was a cosplayer who had been rather slim, though popular as he put out great photos and shows at conventions. At the last con before the new year, Cole recalled Danny saying that he wanted to make his cosplays look better for his new year resolution. What Cole didn’t expect was in the six months since seeing his friend, Danny had been exercising and grew out exceptionally.

The once slim man was now a muscular juggernaut, his hair covered muscles on full display as Danny was dressed up as Hercules from the Marvel comics. The leather straps visibly strained across his dense chest that was practically the only thing Cole could see if he didn’t look up to Danny’s face. The thick muscles proved hard not to stare as the two men noticed a few of the other cosplayers and con-goers stopping to look at the muscular man that towered over the crowds.

“Well, most people say they’ll get more fit in the new year. I decided to incorporate that with improving my cosplays.”

“Dude, at your size you could cosplay the Juggernaut, or maybe even Atom Smasher,” Cole suggested, only to blink when he saw the contemplating look on his larger friend’s face. “Oh come on.”

“I mean, that can be good. Course I’ll have to get bigger to pull those off,” Danny said, chuckling as he looked himself over.

“Bigger? Dude, you’re the biggest guy at the con already?!”

“Well yeah, but have you seen how big the Atom Smasher is? I gotta at least double my size before I can even think of cosplaying as him.”

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Professor Plump’s Student Extracurricular.

“God Prof… It feels so good.”

Professor Plump knew that testing the formula would be a risk, he knew having his own student try it out was even more of a danger. But watching the growing man before him, all Plump could think was how he wished the young man hadn’t drunk all the serum leaving the professor without the chance to join in on the growth.

As it was, the young frat brother who had come into his office to discuss his failing grade (Dylan was his name?). But when given the option to get a passing mark for helping the professor test out his serum, the young man had been ecstatic and chugged the whole vial like it was a drinking competition.

Almost as soon as the vial had been emptied did the man begin to grow out, moaning has the cells in his body began to multiply and swell out his form. The slight off season look he had began to disappear, buried under the growing mass of fat that swelled and covered his form. His limbs stretched out only to grow thicker as he grew out. Plump couldn’t help but notice the way the student’s thighs and ass grew out, tearing through his jeans as his ample chest and thickening upper arms worked on his shirt.

“This is better than I expected.” Plump said, taking in the growing man, forced to step back as Dylan’s belly spread out, taking up more space in the office whilst his swollen ass knocked over desks and shelves. A thud forced Plump to look up, seeing the growing student smiling as his head and fat broadened shoulders pressed into the ceiling, forcing cracks against the structure.

“Prof… I want more… URRRRRPPP!” The huge growing giant moaned before belching deeply, the explosion of gas shaking the room and cracking the glass of the windows. Dylan could only proudly slap his ass cheeks, feeling the swelling spheres as he kept growing more and more. The wooden floor boards under him started to buckle as the giant student filled the room, threatening to outgrow the entire office and maybe the building if he had his way.

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Miracle on Bulk Street

“Okay, I just gotta make it home before I run into anyone.”

Sam said to himself, huddling as he trekked and made his way down the street. The Holiday dinner with his dad had to be abruptly ended as Sam found his secret wish being granted, only not in the way he hoped. Sam figured his dad would be okay, though he wondered if anyone else would be upset with how the older man was now a hulk leaping across states to go to florida.

Before Sam could consider further what he had done, he suddenly bumped into something and fell to the ground.Groaning a bit, Sam blinked a bit before a figure stood before him.

“Sorry man, you … okay?” A voice asked, though Sam realised the voice had gotten deeper as he spoke. Blinking a bit and trying to keep himself from looking, Sam tried to sit up only for a mitt of a hand to grab him, forcing him back onto his feet. Stumbling slightly, Sam found himself looking over to the man that helped him. He figured the man used to be rather slim if the torn clothing that clung to his muscle bound form uselessly was anything to go by. Within one blink and the next, the man went from looking like could be a pro bodybuilder, to easily being a stunt double for the incredible hulk.

“Sorry little guy, hard to see over these pecs,” The massive man said with a deep chuckle, shaking Sam from the bass alone as the hulk flexed his chest, causing his pecs to bounce and seemingly grow the longer Sam stared. Realising his mistake, Sam looked down to keep from making this man into a giant like his dad, finding himself looking at the man’s feet as they had torn through the boots he was wearing, the snow around him melting against his body heat.

“I-It’s my fault. Happy holiday.” Sam said before leaving, getting a few steps before stumbling as the earth shook, clearly from the heavy footsteps of the man walking away. Trying to focus on his own movements, Sam passed an electronics store that was showing the news, immediately glancing away when the Anchorman on screen suddenly outgrew his suit.

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M.A.S.S. Interview (3 Weeks Later)

“Good Afternoon… M.A.S.S. Inc Help…uurrpp.. Desk.”

Luke’s job in his cubicle had mainly been answering calls, but between the sedentary life of the cubicle and the free food in the canteen, not to mention the gifted products from the bosses. Luke had severely changed from the young slim man that had walked into the office not even a month ago.

The once slim figure had exploded with mass. His dense silo sized thighs stretching out the suit pants he was wearing, a custom set given to him by his employers. The huge pants and belt cut into his swollen belly that drooped down to the ground. The lower half of the massive gut reaching passed his thick calves to his shoe filling feet. The huge man’s upper belly filled out his shirt, forcing the buttons and stretching the fabric enough that there were gaps exposing his hairy flab. The upper part of his shirt strained against his chest with the top button forced open against his ring of fat that was his neck.

His swollen arms strained the sleeves of his shirt as his fat sausage-like fingers worked on his keyboard that rested atop his swollen moobs. The Shirt stained with sweat as the huffing man listened to the voice on the line talked about the issue.

“Okay… I’ll patch you to.. Urp.,.. To the construction section so it can help repair your home. I’m afraid unless your son consents, we can’t send a product to shrink him down.” Luke said, panting a bit before wishing farewell to the older man. With the call over, the massive man leaned forward to reach the desk, the two large desk chairs under his ass cheeks creaking loudly as the massive man reached for a donut from the box. Taking the sweet pastry, Luke moaned from how delicious it was as he ate, relishing the way his body felt as it swelled slightly.