INVESTIGATION LOG 6: Today's gym session was fucking sick! Okay, so there I was on the lat machine getting in my usual upper body pump. All of a sudden it started getting really light so I increased the weight, obviously. And guess what? I was repping almost 1,000 pounds worth of weight! It was amazing! My muscles were so pumped afterward that it-... Has nothing to do with the case whatsoever. What was that about? Okay, let’s try this again.
INVESTIGATION LOG 6… Again: It’s been a week since my last conversation with Makoto. Though it was brief, it felt like the first time in months where I could breathe easy. The investigation should reach a breakthrough soon once I’m in the inner circle. First however, was the test to prove my loyalty.
One of the newest gym members has to be convinced into trying the steroids that I’ve been subjected to for the last few months. Despite my concerns, this needed to be done otherwise everything up to this point would have been for nothing.
Ever since the Iron Maiden competition, business has been going pretty smooth around here. There’s a decent number of people working out more than usual and all of them seemed to be chatting with one another. I however, was a different story.
To say there was a bit of a power high would be a vast understatement. Pumping away at the lat machine at a consistent pace despite the heavy amount of weight. And it was certainly heavy. Repping out nearly a thousand pounds worth of weight would’ve sounded ridiculous to an average person. Luckily, I’m anything but average.
Rep after rep, everything else around me seemed unimportant. The only sounds being heard were the clanking of the weights, and the loud heavy metal music coming from my earbuds. Whether or not it was due to my persona, or increased adrenaline thanks to the steroids, this genre was really starting to grow on me as of recently. It really gets the blood pumping.
Breaking my focus however, interrupted by a loud ringtone and vibration noises. Someone was trying to call me.
“Damn it. Just when it was getting good.” I grumbled.
Wiping sweat from my forehead, my hand picked up the burner phone to see who it was trying to reach me. After reading the caller ID, the answer spoke for itself.
“Yo, what’s up?”
“Target’s arrived. Meet me in the usual spot.” the voice called before hanging up the phone.
Arriving at the locker room, a brief pause was taken to check myself out in the mirror. While it’s only been a week, my body has seen a modicum of changes since then. Larger muscle mass and increased strength capacity for the usual stuff, which is always a welcome change, along with the typical side effects as of recently. While it hasn't changed too much since last time, my voice has shifted a couple of pitches lower once again, but not to the point of it sounding rough or hoarse. It was deeper, but oddly alluring, if that makes any sense.
My abdomen has also expanded further due to these changes, with the roid gut becoming slightly more noticeable as well. However, I can’t really say I hate it. It’s not massive, but it shows off my abs nicely and contrasts with the rest of my body quite well. Plus, the thought of what’s coating my torso not being fat, but pure muscle is a rather intoxicating achievement to admit.
With a smirk running across my face upon the sight, I hit a couple of poses. Seeing the already pumped muscles grow even larger after such an intense workout is a sensation that’ll never tire. Snapping me out of my not so little personal show a familiar grasp was felt upon my back.
“Don’t mind me. Just admiring your work.” The voice said behind me.
“By all means…admire away.” I looked back and gave her a confident grin, flexing my back wide and letting her feel the muscles intensify.
This became somewhat of a usual greeting for us now. Hood was always rather hands on whenever we met up for my dosages. But oddly enough, I’ve grown accustomed to enjoying her company. She’s actually pretty nice to talk to and has been rather warm and welcoming to me. Despite her clear perverted undertones, but even those aspects were a bit enjoyable.
“You ready to do this?” Hood asked as she stepped back from my body and leaned against the lockers. “The higher ups aren’t gonna give you another chance if you screw this up.”
“Don’t sweat it, I got this.”
It was a challenge to hide the hesitation in my voice, but pushed the thoughts out of my head.
“Shouldn’t be too hard, gotta show off the goods and they’ll be sold on it.” I boasted with a flex of my bicep. It was obvious Hood was smiling beneath her mask.
“Glad to hear, I’m looking forward to your success.”
Walking out of the locker room and back into the gym and spending a couple of minutes searching, in the corner of my eye was someone near the dumbbell rack who looked out of place. It was clear they were struggling even with the lightest weight. The person's figure was frail and petite, and could easily be mistaken for a girl even up close. But upon closer inspection of his features, it was subtle enough to deduce that person in question was in fact male.
Judging by their appearance and the information Hood provided me a couple of weeks back, it was clear that this was most likely the target in question. A student who recently started going to the gym to bulk up and seemed to have some self confidence issues. Prime target for a sale. After taking a deep breath I walked over to him to introduce myself.
Good first impressions were key. “Sup!” I greeted the kid while reaching for the 80lbs weight. “You seemed a bit lonely, so thought I’d come over and give you some company.” He was startled, but his attention immediately shifted as he saw me lifting those dumb bells with ease. “You new around here?”
“Um… actually I’ve been going here for about a month.” There was a quiet meekness in his voice. It was obvious his eyes were fixated on my biceps as they curled.
“Really? Never would have guessed.” I chuckled while easily dulling out each rep. His gaze never seeming to leave my biceps.
As he continued to stare, his arms looked like they were shaking some. Most likely from the weight of the dumbbells and winds up slouching some. Clearly losing focus in his own routine, I put down the dumbbells for a moment to lend him a hand. Grabbing a lighter set of weights for him to use and taking the heavier ones from him. “Here, try using these. When doing bicep curls you gotta make sure your form is straight or you could end up hurting yourself.”
“O-oh. Sorry.” he gulped meekly, embarrassed by his mistake.
“Hey, don’t worry about it. We all make mistakes every now and then.” Saying to him reassuringly while picking up the dumbbells from before.
“See how my form is? Try copying that as you do this exercise.” Going into my set the kid then tries to copy my movements and seems to be doing better with the lighter weights. “Try to keep a consistent pace between reps, but make sure you don’t go too fast.”
“L-like this?” he squeaked while copying my form exactly.
“Perfect, bro! Now keep at it for a couple more reps.”
Helping him out through a couple more routines, we went through the basics and some personal tips as we worked out together. After a couple more hours, we stop to take a break and grab some water. Afterwards we got the chance to talk a bit more.
“So, you like the place so far?” asking to break the ice.
“Y-yeah, it’s okay… Thank you for helping me earlier.”
“No problem, buddy. This place is like a home to me. So I’m always willing to give people here a hand when they need it.”
“Guess I was pretty bad then, huh?” he sighed, looking down.
“What? No way, bro. You totally killed it during that workout. Besides, everyone’s gotta start somewhere.” I consoled, trying to cheer him back up.
“I guess. I was just hoping I’d make a bit more progress already.”
“Hey, don’t sweat the small stuff. This kind of thing takes some time, you’ll get there. You taking some protein or supplements?"
A small frown crossed his face.
“Yeah…” There was a hint of shame in his tone. “I’ve been trying my best to bulk up, but nothing seems to be working for me.” He put the weight down as in defeat. “I’m so tired of being so scrawny. Wish there was a way I could be as big as you.”
This was gonna be even easier than I thought.
“That’s rough buddy, but I might be able to help you with that.”
“What do you mean?” he wondered as his face perked up.
“I know some people who can get you supplements that can help you grow. Some Grade A Gear that really beef up your gains bro.”
The kid was confused. “Like vitamins?” It was actually kind of adorable how naive he was.
“Nah bro, none of that sissy stuff. I mean the hardcore shit.”
“You mean… steroids?” He whispered
A smile crept up as my head nodded.
There was a nervous look on his face, both hesitant and curious.
“But aren’t those dangerous to use?”
“Nah bro, this stuff is legit.” Flexing my bicep to give the kid a show. “The results speak for themselves dude, feel them if you don’t believe me.”
He was unsure at first, but he ended up feeling my bicep. His hands were running along the bulging muscle.
“Like how they feel? You can get swole like this too.” It was obvious that he was fascinated by my body, probably thinking about what it would be like being jacked like. I didn’t even mind when he kept feeling my bicep up, like being worshiped as a goddess. Makes me wish Makoto was the one doing this.
Taking a glance downstairs, the dude had a growing bulge in his pants. He was actually getting a boner from my muscles. I couldn’t help but smile, seeing someone getting rock hard by my body is something I never thought I would love.
“Wanna take this to the locker room?” I teased. That seemed to snap him out of his trance.
“Oh sorry! I didn’t mean too.. Well… um…” He was completely flustered, even trying to cover his pants.
“Nah dude, all good. But just imagine what it will be like when you're the swole one.”
He paused for a moment, until speaking out once again. “I-I still don’t know. It’s just, I’ve heard they’re pretty dangerous, a-and I don’t want to get in any trouble.”
Shit. So much for this being easy. Okay, Kyoko. Just gotta get him to put his trust in you. You got this!
“Don’t worry. Like I said, this stuff is legit. With the latest product we’ve got, all those side effects that can mess you up are completely gone. Meaning all you get is the absolute best.”
“R-really?” he lit up.
“Yep. Not only that, but this stuff is so advanced that no one will be able to tell you’re using it. Even if they test you. It’s 100% safe to use!” I boasted, flexing a bicep for added effect.
The kid paused for a moment, still most likely pondering his decision. Making some good progress since he’s considering it now that he’s told how it works. Just need to push a little more.
“Tell you what, bro. If you’re still on the fence about it then how about this. First month's cycle, completely free of charge.”
“F-free?!” He remarked, clearly shocked by my offer.
“Yep. We’ll call it a ‘free trial’ if that works?”
“W-well, I-” Before he could even finish, I continued my offer.
“If that’s not enough, I’ve got more for you! If you’re satisfied with the results after the first month's cycle, then for the rest of the year, I’ll give you a 50% off discount, since you’re still a student and probably don’t have much cash on you.”
“Fif-Fifty percent?!” Caught him completely off guard with that one. Time to bring it home.
“And, I’ll even be your personal trainer and supplier for the time you’re here. Just to make sure you maximize your gains and gear usage. But if you’re unsatisfied after that, you can opt out anytime during that free trial. So, what do you say, kid?”
At this point the kid was absolutely speechless. If that didn’t sell him on it then I don’t know what will. After a couple of minutes thinking it over, he looks up to me with a determined look in his eyes.
“Where do I sign?”
I smirked in response. Mission accomplished.
With the deal done, Hood waited for me back in the lockers.
“Excellent work, I can already tell he’s gonna be another favorite customer of mine.” It was obvious she was excited to have a new client to bulk up.
“Was tricky at first, but the kid couldn’t resist once he realized he could be as big as me.”
“Good thing too, I already got word from the higher ups. Welcome to the team.” As Hood spoke, she reached into her bag. “I think I’ve got the perfect way to celebrate.” As she spoke, she pulled out a syringe of roids and made her way towards me. “Where would you like me to put it in today?” Her voice filled with flirty playfulness.
"The usual place is fine." Presenting my bulging bicep to her, Hood immediately latched to my arm as she prepared the needle. She didn't need to search for a vein as they were all bulging outward, instead she looked around to find the biggest vein available. As she lined up the needle, she glanced up to my face.
"My, you look excited."
It took me a moment to realize what she was talking about, as my lips quivered in anticipation with a stream of drool running down, like a starved animal staring hungrily at its next meal.
Trying to recollect myself, ordering her to do it already. That just made her chuckle as she inserted the syringe and pressed the plunger. I could already feel it working, like my muscles were begging for it. My womanhood was already leaking just from the anticipation, as my nipples hardened from the sensations traveling through my chest and down my other limbs.
Every vein in my arms was getting pumped, like they were trying to force my already inhuman biceps to grow even beefier.
My chest felt like it was about to burst as the pectorals twitched and inflated. The blood searched for new places to expand to the point it felt like my nipples were about to start lactating roids. My mouth was drooling again at the thought.
Glancing at Hood, it was clear even with her mask that she was biting her lip as well. Her eyes were staring at every muscle on my body, trying to absorb as much detail as she could. With one hand still on my bicep, the other was slowly making its way between her legs. She had no shame at all… And it was such a huge fucking turn on!
Seeing her in this state, fawning over my muscles the way she was caused me to go into overdrive. Flexing my bicep whilst still in her grasp it exploded with size and strength. She gasped loudly at the sheer amount of beef she’s holding as her fingers spread wider on my expanding guns. Her fingers even slowly run across my veins while they grow larger. Her touch only turned me on further and caused me to flex even harder.
The increased excitement caused my back to twitch in response. Turning my head to signal her, Hood made her way around my back and wrapped her arms around it. Letting my back expand out like a bird spreading its wings. Only difference is my wings are a lot bigger. As my back got wider Hood's grip on my body tightened. Well, as much as her dainty little hands could grasp this mountain range anyways.
At this point, my back was broadening so wide that she could barely keep her arms wrapped around it. One of her hands had let go of me and her body seemed to inch closer to mine. It wasn’t hard to deduce what she was doing with the other hand. But like clockwork, the roids made their way to my abdomen.
Placing my hands behind my head and flexing the mounds of beef, my entire waist grew with vigor. Expanding larger with every passing second, my abs spilled outward even further, allowing me to view them on almost full display thanks to my roid gut. While most people would consider it disgusting, for me it’s become such a massive turn on. A true symbol of my strength and body!
With the adrenaline riding an all time high, the growth made its way down to my lower body. My ass thickened harder and instinctively I gave it a hard smack, and felt like just a brush of air collided with it. Fuck being rock-hard, this was an ass made of steel!
Next up, were my glorious thunder thighs. They hardened and grew with such intensity, that before it would have been difficult for me to keep my balance. Luckily, there were my trusty diamond calves to keep them steady as they exploded with size alongside the two tree trunks showing no sign of stopping.
With the steroids now making their way through my whole body, it was time to give it one last push. Clasping my hands together for the ever so familiar pose I’ve taken over a hundred times now at this point, my body once again explodes with power. The resulting flex causes my shirt to be ripped to pieces in the process. Not like it matters though. Who cares about some barely fitting rags, when there’s all this power coursing through my veins.
Riding between the lines of power and pleasure, a loud scream of ecstasy escapes my lips as I flex with all of my might and let the steroids work their magic. But another sound is heard in the midst of my orgasm. Another series of loud moans increasing with intensity and noise alongside my own.
Finally calming down after another exciting growth spurt a light amount of pressure is felt upon my bare back. Looking back, Hood was panting heavily while leaning on my back, seeing one hand wrapped around my waist as support and the other was… Wrist deep to put it simply.
“Enjoyed the show?” Saying to her with brimming confidence. “Oh, I very much did.” She said while still trying to catch her breath.
“Looking forward to working with you… Partner.” She said whilst running a finger down my body.
Now amongst the ranks of the dealers as Hood's partner, information and evidence gathering should be far easier from this point forward. With careful persistence and a bit of luck the investigation should be able to wrap up within the coming weeks… So why do I feel a sense of unease about that prospect?
What Hood and the rest of the drug ring are doing is objectively wrong and they still need to be stopped. But that would also mean quitting the steroids from that point forward. Which if I may speak on a personal note on the matter. My opinion on the steroids has shifted slightly since my first cycle.
If given the right team and mindset, perhaps these steroids could be used for good in some way? Sure, the side effects are still prevalent, but all the ones that could be considered life threatening are completely absent from the compound. And the improvements it’s made to my strength, stamina, endurance, and of course my physique all speak for themselves. When given the facts presented this is in all definition practically a miracle drug.
However, it’s being misused by criminals who just want to exploit others for their own personal gain. Imagine what this stuff could do if put into the right hands, how many people it could help. Like it’s helped me… Perhaps a different approach is required for my investigation. It might take a bit longer, but that just means more time for a couple more cycles- I mean, to gather every facet of information possible. And to do that I’m going to have to get as close as possible to one of the dealers to do that. Luckily, there’s someone in mind that would be perfect for that. END LOG.
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INVESTIGATION LOG 6… Again: It’s been a week since my last conversation with Makoto. Though it was brief, it felt like the first time in months where I could breathe easy. The investigation should reach a breakthrough soon once I’m in the inner circle. First however, was the test to prove my loyalty.
One of the newest gym members has to be convinced into trying the steroids that I’ve been subjected to for the last few months. Despite my concerns, this needed to be done otherwise everything up to this point would have been for nothing.
THE GYM: 9:02 AM
Ever since the Iron Maiden competition, business has been going pretty smooth around here. There’s a decent number of people working out more than usual and all of them seemed to be chatting with one another. I however, was a different story.
To say there was a bit of a power high would be a vast understatement. Pumping away at the lat machine at a consistent pace despite the heavy amount of weight. And it was certainly heavy. Repping out nearly a thousand pounds worth of weight would’ve sounded ridiculous to an average person. Luckily, I’m anything but average.
Rep after rep, everything else around me seemed unimportant. The only sounds being heard were the clanking of the weights, and the loud heavy metal music coming from my earbuds. Whether or not it was due to my persona, or increased adrenaline thanks to the steroids, this genre was really starting to grow on me as of recently. It really gets the blood pumping.
Breaking my focus however, interrupted by a loud ringtone and vibration noises. Someone was trying to call me.
“Damn it. Just when it was getting good.” I grumbled.
Wiping sweat from my forehead, my hand picked up the burner phone to see who it was trying to reach me. After reading the caller ID, the answer spoke for itself.
“Yo, what’s up?”
“Target’s arrived. Meet me in the usual spot.” the voice called before hanging up the phone.
Arriving at the locker room, a brief pause was taken to check myself out in the mirror. While it’s only been a week, my body has seen a modicum of changes since then. Larger muscle mass and increased strength capacity for the usual stuff, which is always a welcome change, along with the typical side effects as of recently. While it hasn't changed too much since last time, my voice has shifted a couple of pitches lower once again, but not to the point of it sounding rough or hoarse. It was deeper, but oddly alluring, if that makes any sense.
My abdomen has also expanded further due to these changes, with the roid gut becoming slightly more noticeable as well. However, I can’t really say I hate it. It’s not massive, but it shows off my abs nicely and contrasts with the rest of my body quite well. Plus, the thought of what’s coating my torso not being fat, but pure muscle is a rather intoxicating achievement to admit.
With a smirk running across my face upon the sight, I hit a couple of poses. Seeing the already pumped muscles grow even larger after such an intense workout is a sensation that’ll never tire. Snapping me out of my not so little personal show a familiar grasp was felt upon my back.
“Don’t mind me. Just admiring your work.” The voice said behind me.
“By all means…admire away.” I looked back and gave her a confident grin, flexing my back wide and letting her feel the muscles intensify.
This became somewhat of a usual greeting for us now. Hood was always rather hands on whenever we met up for my dosages. But oddly enough, I’ve grown accustomed to enjoying her company. She’s actually pretty nice to talk to and has been rather warm and welcoming to me. Despite her clear perverted undertones, but even those aspects were a bit enjoyable.
“You ready to do this?” Hood asked as she stepped back from my body and leaned against the lockers. “The higher ups aren’t gonna give you another chance if you screw this up.”
“Don’t sweat it, I got this.”
It was a challenge to hide the hesitation in my voice, but pushed the thoughts out of my head.
“Shouldn’t be too hard, gotta show off the goods and they’ll be sold on it.” I boasted with a flex of my bicep. It was obvious Hood was smiling beneath her mask.
“Glad to hear, I’m looking forward to your success.”
Walking out of the locker room and back into the gym and spending a couple of minutes searching, in the corner of my eye was someone near the dumbbell rack who looked out of place. It was clear they were struggling even with the lightest weight. The person's figure was frail and petite, and could easily be mistaken for a girl even up close. But upon closer inspection of his features, it was subtle enough to deduce that person in question was in fact male.
Judging by their appearance and the information Hood provided me a couple of weeks back, it was clear that this was most likely the target in question. A student who recently started going to the gym to bulk up and seemed to have some self confidence issues. Prime target for a sale. After taking a deep breath I walked over to him to introduce myself.
Good first impressions were key. “Sup!” I greeted the kid while reaching for the 80lbs weight. “You seemed a bit lonely, so thought I’d come over and give you some company.” He was startled, but his attention immediately shifted as he saw me lifting those dumb bells with ease. “You new around here?”
“Um… actually I’ve been going here for about a month.” There was a quiet meekness in his voice. It was obvious his eyes were fixated on my biceps as they curled.
“Really? Never would have guessed.” I chuckled while easily dulling out each rep. His gaze never seeming to leave my biceps.
As he continued to stare, his arms looked like they were shaking some. Most likely from the weight of the dumbbells and winds up slouching some. Clearly losing focus in his own routine, I put down the dumbbells for a moment to lend him a hand. Grabbing a lighter set of weights for him to use and taking the heavier ones from him. “Here, try using these. When doing bicep curls you gotta make sure your form is straight or you could end up hurting yourself.”
“O-oh. Sorry.” he gulped meekly, embarrassed by his mistake.
“Hey, don’t worry about it. We all make mistakes every now and then.” Saying to him reassuringly while picking up the dumbbells from before.
“See how my form is? Try copying that as you do this exercise.” Going into my set the kid then tries to copy my movements and seems to be doing better with the lighter weights. “Try to keep a consistent pace between reps, but make sure you don’t go too fast.”
“L-like this?” he squeaked while copying my form exactly.
“Perfect, bro! Now keep at it for a couple more reps.”
Helping him out through a couple more routines, we went through the basics and some personal tips as we worked out together. After a couple more hours, we stop to take a break and grab some water. Afterwards we got the chance to talk a bit more.
“So, you like the place so far?” asking to break the ice.
“Y-yeah, it’s okay… Thank you for helping me earlier.”
“No problem, buddy. This place is like a home to me. So I’m always willing to give people here a hand when they need it.”
“Guess I was pretty bad then, huh?” he sighed, looking down.
“What? No way, bro. You totally killed it during that workout. Besides, everyone’s gotta start somewhere.” I consoled, trying to cheer him back up.
“I guess. I was just hoping I’d make a bit more progress already.”
“Hey, don’t sweat the small stuff. This kind of thing takes some time, you’ll get there. You taking some protein or supplements?"
A small frown crossed his face.
“Yeah…” There was a hint of shame in his tone. “I’ve been trying my best to bulk up, but nothing seems to be working for me.” He put the weight down as in defeat. “I’m so tired of being so scrawny. Wish there was a way I could be as big as you.”
This was gonna be even easier than I thought.
“That’s rough buddy, but I might be able to help you with that.”
“What do you mean?” he wondered as his face perked up.
“I know some people who can get you supplements that can help you grow. Some Grade A Gear that really beef up your gains bro.”
The kid was confused. “Like vitamins?” It was actually kind of adorable how naive he was.
“Nah bro, none of that sissy stuff. I mean the hardcore shit.”
“You mean… steroids?” He whispered
A smile crept up as my head nodded.
There was a nervous look on his face, both hesitant and curious.
“But aren’t those dangerous to use?”
“Nah bro, this stuff is legit.” Flexing my bicep to give the kid a show. “The results speak for themselves dude, feel them if you don’t believe me.”
He was unsure at first, but he ended up feeling my bicep. His hands were running along the bulging muscle.
“Like how they feel? You can get swole like this too.” It was obvious that he was fascinated by my body, probably thinking about what it would be like being jacked like. I didn’t even mind when he kept feeling my bicep up, like being worshiped as a goddess. Makes me wish Makoto was the one doing this.
Taking a glance downstairs, the dude had a growing bulge in his pants. He was actually getting a boner from my muscles. I couldn’t help but smile, seeing someone getting rock hard by my body is something I never thought I would love.
“Wanna take this to the locker room?” I teased. That seemed to snap him out of his trance.
“Oh sorry! I didn’t mean too.. Well… um…” He was completely flustered, even trying to cover his pants.
“Nah dude, all good. But just imagine what it will be like when you're the swole one.”
He paused for a moment, until speaking out once again. “I-I still don’t know. It’s just, I’ve heard they’re pretty dangerous, a-and I don’t want to get in any trouble.”
Shit. So much for this being easy. Okay, Kyoko. Just gotta get him to put his trust in you. You got this!
“Don’t worry. Like I said, this stuff is legit. With the latest product we’ve got, all those side effects that can mess you up are completely gone. Meaning all you get is the absolute best.”
“R-really?” he lit up.
“Yep. Not only that, but this stuff is so advanced that no one will be able to tell you’re using it. Even if they test you. It’s 100% safe to use!” I boasted, flexing a bicep for added effect.
The kid paused for a moment, still most likely pondering his decision. Making some good progress since he’s considering it now that he’s told how it works. Just need to push a little more.
“Tell you what, bro. If you’re still on the fence about it then how about this. First month's cycle, completely free of charge.”
“F-free?!” He remarked, clearly shocked by my offer.
“Yep. We’ll call it a ‘free trial’ if that works?”
“W-well, I-” Before he could even finish, I continued my offer.
“If that’s not enough, I’ve got more for you! If you’re satisfied with the results after the first month's cycle, then for the rest of the year, I’ll give you a 50% off discount, since you’re still a student and probably don’t have much cash on you.”
“Fif-Fifty percent?!” Caught him completely off guard with that one. Time to bring it home.
“And, I’ll even be your personal trainer and supplier for the time you’re here. Just to make sure you maximize your gains and gear usage. But if you’re unsatisfied after that, you can opt out anytime during that free trial. So, what do you say, kid?”
At this point the kid was absolutely speechless. If that didn’t sell him on it then I don’t know what will. After a couple of minutes thinking it over, he looks up to me with a determined look in his eyes.
“Where do I sign?”
I smirked in response. Mission accomplished.
Later that day…
With the deal done, Hood waited for me back in the lockers.
“Excellent work, I can already tell he’s gonna be another favorite customer of mine.” It was obvious she was excited to have a new client to bulk up.
“Was tricky at first, but the kid couldn’t resist once he realized he could be as big as me.”
“Good thing too, I already got word from the higher ups. Welcome to the team.” As Hood spoke, she reached into her bag. “I think I’ve got the perfect way to celebrate.” As she spoke, she pulled out a syringe of roids and made her way towards me. “Where would you like me to put it in today?” Her voice filled with flirty playfulness.
"The usual place is fine." Presenting my bulging bicep to her, Hood immediately latched to my arm as she prepared the needle. She didn't need to search for a vein as they were all bulging outward, instead she looked around to find the biggest vein available. As she lined up the needle, she glanced up to my face.
"My, you look excited."
It took me a moment to realize what she was talking about, as my lips quivered in anticipation with a stream of drool running down, like a starved animal staring hungrily at its next meal.
Trying to recollect myself, ordering her to do it already. That just made her chuckle as she inserted the syringe and pressed the plunger. I could already feel it working, like my muscles were begging for it. My womanhood was already leaking just from the anticipation, as my nipples hardened from the sensations traveling through my chest and down my other limbs.
Every vein in my arms was getting pumped, like they were trying to force my already inhuman biceps to grow even beefier.
My chest felt like it was about to burst as the pectorals twitched and inflated. The blood searched for new places to expand to the point it felt like my nipples were about to start lactating roids. My mouth was drooling again at the thought.
Glancing at Hood, it was clear even with her mask that she was biting her lip as well. Her eyes were staring at every muscle on my body, trying to absorb as much detail as she could. With one hand still on my bicep, the other was slowly making its way between her legs. She had no shame at all… And it was such a huge fucking turn on!
Seeing her in this state, fawning over my muscles the way she was caused me to go into overdrive. Flexing my bicep whilst still in her grasp it exploded with size and strength. She gasped loudly at the sheer amount of beef she’s holding as her fingers spread wider on my expanding guns. Her fingers even slowly run across my veins while they grow larger. Her touch only turned me on further and caused me to flex even harder.
The increased excitement caused my back to twitch in response. Turning my head to signal her, Hood made her way around my back and wrapped her arms around it. Letting my back expand out like a bird spreading its wings. Only difference is my wings are a lot bigger. As my back got wider Hood's grip on my body tightened. Well, as much as her dainty little hands could grasp this mountain range anyways.
At this point, my back was broadening so wide that she could barely keep her arms wrapped around it. One of her hands had let go of me and her body seemed to inch closer to mine. It wasn’t hard to deduce what she was doing with the other hand. But like clockwork, the roids made their way to my abdomen.
Placing my hands behind my head and flexing the mounds of beef, my entire waist grew with vigor. Expanding larger with every passing second, my abs spilled outward even further, allowing me to view them on almost full display thanks to my roid gut. While most people would consider it disgusting, for me it’s become such a massive turn on. A true symbol of my strength and body!
With the adrenaline riding an all time high, the growth made its way down to my lower body. My ass thickened harder and instinctively I gave it a hard smack, and felt like just a brush of air collided with it. Fuck being rock-hard, this was an ass made of steel!
Next up, were my glorious thunder thighs. They hardened and grew with such intensity, that before it would have been difficult for me to keep my balance. Luckily, there were my trusty diamond calves to keep them steady as they exploded with size alongside the two tree trunks showing no sign of stopping.
With the steroids now making their way through my whole body, it was time to give it one last push. Clasping my hands together for the ever so familiar pose I’ve taken over a hundred times now at this point, my body once again explodes with power. The resulting flex causes my shirt to be ripped to pieces in the process. Not like it matters though. Who cares about some barely fitting rags, when there’s all this power coursing through my veins.
Riding between the lines of power and pleasure, a loud scream of ecstasy escapes my lips as I flex with all of my might and let the steroids work their magic. But another sound is heard in the midst of my orgasm. Another series of loud moans increasing with intensity and noise alongside my own.
Finally calming down after another exciting growth spurt a light amount of pressure is felt upon my bare back. Looking back, Hood was panting heavily while leaning on my back, seeing one hand wrapped around my waist as support and the other was… Wrist deep to put it simply.
“Enjoyed the show?” Saying to her with brimming confidence. “Oh, I very much did.” She said while still trying to catch her breath.
“Looking forward to working with you… Partner.” She said whilst running a finger down my body.
KYOKO’S SAFEHOUSE: PRESENT DAY
Now amongst the ranks of the dealers as Hood's partner, information and evidence gathering should be far easier from this point forward. With careful persistence and a bit of luck the investigation should be able to wrap up within the coming weeks… So why do I feel a sense of unease about that prospect?
What Hood and the rest of the drug ring are doing is objectively wrong and they still need to be stopped. But that would also mean quitting the steroids from that point forward. Which if I may speak on a personal note on the matter. My opinion on the steroids has shifted slightly since my first cycle.
If given the right team and mindset, perhaps these steroids could be used for good in some way? Sure, the side effects are still prevalent, but all the ones that could be considered life threatening are completely absent from the compound. And the improvements it’s made to my strength, stamina, endurance, and of course my physique all speak for themselves. When given the facts presented this is in all definition practically a miracle drug.
However, it’s being misused by criminals who just want to exploit others for their own personal gain. Imagine what this stuff could do if put into the right hands, how many people it could help. Like it’s helped me… Perhaps a different approach is required for my investigation. It might take a bit longer, but that just means more time for a couple more cycles- I mean, to gather every facet of information possible. And to do that I’m going to have to get as close as possible to one of the dealers to do that. Luckily, there’s someone in mind that would be perfect for that. END LOG.
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Story by Amazon-Amaha, UlchabanNos, doejohn11235, and DepravedDefense.
That's right, I'm back with a brand new Growth Drive event! This time with a much more involved narrative than previous Growth Drives! Help Kyoko go deep undercover and get to the bottom of this new drug ring (and probably test out the evidence in the process)!
Detective Notes:
- This Growth Drive will be open from the beginning of February to the end of April.
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