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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 26/03/2026

I just realized I've spent all month working on painting and not on making morphs, so I guess I should at least upload them

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 26/03/2026

I just realized I've spent all month working on painting and not on making morphs, so I guess I should at least upload them

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 27/02/2026

I am compelled to do some sort of art for that new bara pokemon guy… we shall see

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 24/02/2026

For some reason that last posts didn’t show up on my feed until I reposted it. Very odd

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 24/02/2026

You ended up having to pay some pretty exorbitant fees when you left the hotel. The bed frame was cracked, but also the floor underneath; not to mention the cum stains in the bathroom and in the wood grain you couldn't get out. At least your super-heavyweight bf had a good time! (more in alt text)

It was about 7:30 in the morning. The hotel's alarm clock bleated out a quiet robotic melody and you stirred from your dreamless sleep. You blearily rolled out of bed, almost subconsciously, and started collecting your scattered clothes. It was hard due to how sore your lower body was. You noticed a series of cracks in the bed frame as you dressed yourself; a feeling of resignation washed over you. Your boyfriend was in the corner of the room, gazing at his muscles as he posed in the full-length mirror.

"Hey, babe? Next time —"

"Yo! You're finally awake! Come check this out bro!"

He doubled down on his posing, his arms swelling to massive peaks as he hit a double biceps, presumably for you. He grunted laboriously as he held the pose for a while.

"Don't you think I look bigger than last night? I look so pumped! I bet I broke 32 inches on the arms by now..."

"That's great babe, but the hotel staff are gonna be pissed. Just look what you did to the bed frame!"

He finally turned around from his self-admiration and looked at the bed; you could see his underwear-clad dick twitch against his thighs as he assessed the damage.

"Mmf...My bad dude. Your hole was just so tight, and you were so cute underneath me... I couldn't help myself. I woulda kept going too, but you passed out after round 6 or so, I think! So I just jacked off into the tub a few times before bed."

He smiled at you innocently, as if it had been the pinnacle of restraint on his part. You gave him a stern look.

"And you cleaned up after yourself? If I go in there to take a shower, it's not going to be covered in jizz?"

Your boyfriend gazed sheepishly to the side, confirming your suspicions. You sighed.

"Sorry..."

"Well, I knew what I signed up for, dating you. We'll work this out together."

And all at once, your boyfriend pounced on you, his muscle smothering you into the mattress as he hugged you tight.

"You're the best! I love you so much bro!"

"Love you too, big guy."

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 24/02/2026

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 24/01/2026

I think somebody should make porn of the super top-heavy giant guys from the those number gate mobile game ads

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 23/01/2026

Nick had always enjoyed fishing. With arms like his, pulling lunkers out of the water took almost no effort. Plus, having a steady source of protein for his undending bulk was more than welcome. He just hoped his old boat would hold out for a few more years of growing... (more in alt text!)

You had been on the water for over an hour now. Nick held his fishing rod loosely in one hand, a somewhat impatient look on his face as he waited for a bite. You hadn't expected to be alone with your instructor when you signed up for a fishing class, but it clearly couldn't be helped. The boat was floating pretty low with just your combined weight inside it; it would probably start taking on water if anyone else were inside. Nick scratched absentmindedly at the underside of his thick abgut, veins pulsing on his arm from underneath layers of fat and muscle as he did. He let out a frustrated grunt.

"Sorry kid, I'd have normally caught somethin' by now. Guess not much is bitin'..." His voice was deep and rough, reminiscent of the rumble of the boat's old motor. As he apologized, he put one hand behind his head, causing sweat to roll down his armpit and lat, his scent flooding the tiny boat. He had taken his shirt off shortly after setting out, giving you a perfect view of his engorged musculature.

"It's alright. I figured there'd be a lot of waiting when I signed up," you responded. You watched as his pec dropped heavily over his gut as he put his arm down. A ripple went though it as it clashed against the rest of his muscles. One of his hands slapped against your back, enough to push your forward onto the floor of the boat. You heard a jovial chuckle from behind and above you as you laid prone beneath him.

"Heh, you're a good sport! How about I treat you to a beer while we're out here?" Nick leaned over before you could respond, his sweat-slicked shorts unable to cover the globes of his oversized glutes. He opened a small cooler behind him. Using one calloused hand, he popped the top off a bottle of beer and started chugging it down. By the time you had gotten up and got one for yourself, he'd finished, letting out a thundering belch that echoed over the lake.

"Damn, that hit the spot! Now let's get back to it. I'm not lettin' you go home without a real biggun!"

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Michverdun @michverdun.bsky.social · 17/01/2026

Oh hey looks like he got even bigger, neat! michverdun.tumblr.com/post/8060148...

a remorph of a morph i made a while ago, but now the shorter bodybuilder is even bigger and takes up most of the picture with his muscles

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 13/12/2025

Sonar, we're not sending a locksmith down there, you can just break yourself out. Put your dick away and get to work!

A photobash of Sonar from Dispatch. His suit has been edited to reveal his arms and torso, which are both heavily muscled. His dick is hard out of the fly of his pants.

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 05/12/2025

After getting your passenger to his hotel, you looked to check the damage. The seat had been crushed, the inside of the car door pushed flat against his massive arms. The windows had fogged up from his heavy, cloying musk and heat. This was gonna be a pain to repair... (longer story in alt text)

You'd pulled up to the airport 20 minutes ago. There must've been some sort of delay with the flight, you figured; you'd arrived at the exact time your passenger requested. You idled in front of the building, AC cranked up and the radio on, scanning each wave of people that exited the building. And then you noticed something odd.

Ducking through the automatic doors came a muscular giant of a man, 2 heads taller than the rest of the crowd. He wore a sweat-soaked tank top and a pair of basketball shorts, each article stretched to their limits across his monstrously wide frame; you noticed his shirt splitting wide across his lats, so thick that he could hardly rest his arms to his sides. And somehow, even with his back pushing them out from his body, his cannonball-sized biceps pressed against his massive pecs, which rippled with each step he took. You could hardly imagine a more densely built physique. And then he peeled off the top, wiping down his abs and armpits with the comparatively minuscule piece of cloth, before shoving it into his duffel bag. It became increasingly clear that he was walking towards your car.

A minute later the man was pulling at the passenger side door handle. Veins pulsed through his arms as he did, the metal creaking under his strength. You hurriedly unlocked the door before he could warp it further.

"Thank you for waiting, little man. And I apologize for being shirtless." His voice boomed through the interior of the car, deep and rich. Sweat rolled down his chest, his scent filling the air as he squeezed into the passenger seat, throwing his bag into the back. The car audibly buckled underneath his weight. His shoulder and arm pressed into you, far too big to avoid invading your space. Heat radiated off his steel-hard muscles; he was damn near crushing you into the side of your own car. He eventually decided to just wrap his arm around you, bringing you into a half-embrace that surrounded you in his musk and mass.

"Now, get driving."

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 23/07/2025

Since they hired him, the company hadn't had any issues in the warehouse. He's tall enough to organize the high shelves, strong enough to bring in shipments by himself. Only problem is how ornery he is. At least three people call out per week from a sudden inability to walk... (more in alt text)

You finally made it to the warehouse. The building's underground was a maze of empty white walls and fluorescent lights, and it took ages to find it. The entire first week of this new job had been boring flunky work, but walking those dust-choked hallways was a special kind of torture. At least you could finally get that printer paper.

The heat of the warehouse was the first thing that hit you when you pushed open the door to the warehouse. It was sweltering in there. You could hear a fan whirring uselessly in the corner, a stale, woody scent as the weak breeze pushed past you. The place wasn't as wide as you expected. Instead it was incredibly tall, with imposing floor to ceiling shelves looming overhead. You had already started digging around the lower shelves when you heard the door opening behind you.

"Who're you, and what're you doin' here?"

The voice came from feet above you, rumbling through the cramped warehouse with an intimidating grit. You could smell a testosterone-filled musk radiate into the room, the heat rising even further, the humidity rising. You turned around to see a hulk of a man, maybe dozen feet tall, squeezing himself through the normal-person sized door. His biceps rubbed against his sweat-slicked chest, his shoulders and back wide enough to block all light from the outside hallway. He looked down at you to read your name tag.

"New guy, huh? Welcome to the company. Sorry I've got my shirt off, but it's damn hot in here. Not that it looks like you mind."

He seemed bemused at your awe. He pressed his arms together, squeezing his pectorals overhead, bulging so far they almost covered your view of his face. The titan moved in, his torso-wide forearm pinning you against a shelf. You could only stare at the brick wall of his abs, his body thrice as wide as yours. That, and a massive bulge beginning to tent his damp sweatpants. He chuckled.

"I think we're gonna get along real well, new guy. Real well..."

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 02/07/2025

Day 25: "Well, it's the day of the competition. As expected, I'm nowhere near fittin' through those tiny doors! My bicep alone is too wide. But I don't care about that trophy anymore. All I can think about is getting even more massive! I'm gonna keep fuckin' growing 'til this armband gives out!"

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 29/06/2025

Sorry for being very dead here lately! I just was going through some stuff, but things are going a bit better now. I’ll get out the last part of the growth sequence soon, and then get back to regular posts

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 20/06/2025

Day 14: “Woke up another two feet taller than yesterday… at this point, fitting in the building’s a pipe dream. But if nothing I can do will stop the growth, then I’ll just have to commit to it. Maybe once I get huge enough I’ll finally break this damn armband. Time to get extra massive!”

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 17/06/2025

Day 12: “I’ve been trying to lean down a bit, get a bit more shredded. Gotta be stage ready, y’know? But even now that I’m eating less and doing more cardio, I’m still growing… getting taller and bulkier every day no matter what I do. What am I gonna do if I can’t fit in the building…?”

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 12/06/2025

Day 8: "Posing practice today, so I thought I'd share a progress update. Impressive, I know! I'd only grown a few inches a few days ago, but now I'm towering over all the little guys I work out with. Guess it's exponential... Think I'm big enough for the stage yet?"

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 11/06/2025

Unrelated to the growth drive, I've just finished this writing commission for @buffdrifter.bsky.social! Tim and Benjamin stumble upon an interesting device walking home together... muscle growth, age progression, and other hyper body changes ensue. Read below: drive.google.com/file/d/1RBlb...

drive.google.com

Commission for @buffdrifter.pdf

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 09/06/2025

Day 4: “The last few days have been incredible! My strength’s going through the roof, and I’ve practically doubled all my lifts. Only issue is that I smashed my old phone grippin it too hard! My hands have gotten so big that I needed a new one anyways. Hopefully this next one’s more durable…”

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 06/06/2025

Day 1: “Just got back from the gym, folks. It’s only been a day, but the armband’s been gettin real tight. I feel real heavy too. Friend said it was normal, but I’m worried I won’t be able to get it off. My shirt’s feelin pretty tight too though… guess the band gives you a crazy pump or somethin!”

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 04/06/2025

Day 0: "Hey everyone! Name's Liam. I'm an amateur bodybuilder, looking to get my pro card soon. My friend at the E-Gains Institute gave me this fancy armband and told me to interact with his audience for a while. Not sure how much of an edge this'll give me, but it can't hurt to try!"

Growth Drive Info:
1 like: Increase mass by 0.5%
1 repost : Increase mass by 2%
Tip on Kofi: Increase mass by 5% per $1

Starting Height: 6'2"
Staring Weight: 220 lbs

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 28/05/2025

Don't you hate it when your uber-muscular dad keeps showing off in front of your friends? Can hardly even invite them over, since half the time he's pounding away at some sex toy right in the middle of the living room. Just gotta hope this third puberty is his last... (more in alt text!)

Your friend Todd had always been cagey about his home life. He never hosted hangouts, all of his pictures were conspicuously taken outside, and any questions were expertly talked around. All you knew was he lived with his parents. But his birthday was today, and with it came a good excuse to visit unannounced; delivering a surprise present. Standing on his porch with gift in hand, you wondered what could possibly be inside that he was so secretive about. Nothing to do but knock.

The response was quick. You heard the porch creak beneath you as the earth shook. Booming steps resonated through the closed door, and soon after it swung open, revealing a veritable titan of a man. He was taller than the doorframe and three times as wide, mountainous arms pushed far off his sides by overgrown lats. His tungsten-dense quads shoved past his tiny shorts. You only barely came up to his chest, his tight abs filling your view.

"Ah, you must be one of Todd's friends! Been a long time since he had someone over! I'm his dad, Clint. Nice to meet you, kid."

He leaned down and grabbed your hand, shaking it in a crushing grip. His forearm flexed and rippled as he did, pumping itself bigger around than your waist as he almost tore your hand from its socket. He pulled you into the living room, which reeked of sweat and sex. Dumbbells, empty tubs of protein powder, and broken fleshlights littered the floor, dirty clothes draped over the couch. Clint quickly cleared a space for you to sit, giving you a sheepish look.

"Sorry, would've cleaned up a bit if he told me you were coming. Always hard to keep the place clean during a growth spurt. You know how it is."

Clint made an angry face and flexed, growling to drive the point home. He couldn't hold it for long though, breaking into a goofy smile as you watched him. He called down the hall.

"Todd! Company's here! Don't make me entertain him alone!"

He turned back towards you, puppy-like excitement in his eyes. "Wanna see some more?"

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Michverdun @michverdun.bsky.social · 24/05/2025

Looks like he can't hear you. Wonder what he's listening to? michverdun.tumblr.com/post/7842899...

A picture of a bodybuilder wearing a baseball cap and headphones taking a selfie in a mirror. His muscles have been morphed to be incredibly large.

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 19/05/2025

Your new muscle growth serum was meant to help the little guy, but that was a silly idea. It's the musclebound freaks of the world who deserve it, not the wimps. And while you're wasting away producing more formula, the real men are growing more titanic with every swig... (more in alt text)

After years of work, toil, and rat trials, you finally developed your perfect muscle growth serum. Near instant onset of high-quality muscle mass development with no side-effects! Over the last week night you synthesized about a liter's worth, as pure as you could get it. You'd show the assholes who ran your local gym what real strength looked like soon enough. The look of shock and awe on their faces would be priceless. You got there early in the morning, just after opening, and started making your way to the locker room...

"Heh, what's this shit, little man?"

Dammit. You felt a meaty hand wrap around your shoulder. It was the king of the brutes, Wes. He was built like a silverback, his arms and chest monumentally thick, and you could feel the power of those muscles crushing your collarbone as he held you in place. He wrapped his massive, sweat-soaked body around you and plucked the canister from your hands. Does he ever stop working out?

"Aw, you made me some pre-workout? Guess you're learning your place, runt."

"Hey, wait -"

But his lips were already on the mouth of the canister. You watched with horror as Wes started chugging the serum, his neck bulging with each swallow. He visibly expanded with each gulp; his shorts rode up his chiseled quads, his lats stretching his wet compression shirt even tighter across his physique. He had been bulky before, but now the fat was spread so thin he looked competition ready. His veins throbbed as more of the serum was pushed throughout his body, adding kilos of slick mass to the already overgrown beast. He brought the bottle down and let out a massive burp, echoing through the empty gym. He looked down at his new body in awe, the same awe that you thought he would have for you.

"Fuck, I'm a monster! An unstoppable tank! And it's all thanks to you, runt."

He flexed his new musculature, struggling to articulate his joints around all the new mass; he didn't seem to mind.

"Now it's time to finish the other half..."

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 19/05/2025

In other news, I've officially graduated university! Which is rad! But also my roommates stole some of my stuff as they were moving out. Which is less rad! In short, I have the time and need to take on more commissions, so if you like my work, hit me up! Maybe I'll set up a Kofi again too...

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 19/05/2025

I guess it was sort of on a whim? I wanted to get better at making art, and I really needed a sexual outlet, so it happened pretty naturally. Plus I thought it'd be a nice side-hustle. That last part didn't really work out, but the self-improvement aspect has been fulfilling, and it's pretty fun!

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 08/05/2025

You ever lived with a 6'7 mountain of muscle with a neverending libido? Gets tiring. It's hot the first few times he shoots a gallon of cum across the bed, but eventually it just makes laundry overly difficult. At least he's having fun gooning over himself. (more in alt text) #musclemorph

"Hey bro! Sorry about the mess! I'm... a little busy."

You walked into your apartment to see your roommate Will jacking off. This was not a surprise, frankly; you could hardly think of a time you had lived with him where his dick wasn't out. At present he was humping into a fleshlight, a puddle of precum flowing out of it onto the floor. Wet slapping rang across the room. He looked pumped, and the entire room reeked of sweat and musk; he must have come straight home from the gym. You waved to him as you walked to the kitchen.

"It's fine. Just make sure you clean up."

"For sure! I've been edgin for like... three, four hours now... shouldn't last much longer...!"

He tensed up as he finished the sentence, gritting his teeth and plunging deep into the fleshlight. A plastic cracking sound rang out from inside; you were surprised it withstood his punishment this long. Will let out a deep breath, his whole body quivering with pleasure. You pulled out the bread and started making a sandwich for lunch.

"Ah fuck, ah shit! I love my dick so much, bro. I just wanna stroke my slick, meaty goonrod all day..."

"You already do, Will."

If he heard you, he didn't seem to care. His strokes turned into full on slams as he let himself go. His legs and glutes flexed wildly as he pistoned in and out of the toy. Will's eyes rolled into the back of his head as his tongue lolled out of his mouth, drool dripping onto his jiggling pecs. He couldn't help but bring his bicep into a flex, admiring his own body as he fucked.

"I'm gonna cum dude! I'm gonna shoot my nutgunk deep into this plastic pussy! I'm gonna knock this shit up bro!"

And with one final thrust, the dams opened. A torrent of sperm-packed jizz pushed out of the opposite end of the toy, coating both the floor and the coffee table. After a few minutes, Will pulled the toy off with a slick popping sound. He panted quietly as he tracked you to your position in the kitchen.

"...Could you make me a sandwich too?"

"I guess."

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 26/04/2025

Gabe finally made it to the last house of the day, well into the afternoon. Wasn't his fault it took so long though: all that mass can really get in the way sometimes! He's got more beef than a Belgian Blue; how could he not stop to feel his incredible body up every so often? (more in alt text)

Gabe strutted out of the house bright and early, snow shovel in hand. It had snowed again last night, leaving another inch across the block. Through his boots he could feel the slippery layer of ice underneath. Time to get to work.

He started with his own driveway, digging through the cold white slush and cracking the ice. Ever since he was a teenager, Gabe shoveled snow for some extra cash; he needed it even more now, given the cost of maintaining his mass (plus, it was a pretty good workout). Nowadays the entire street relied on him for the service. By the time he finished his own driveway, he had gotten pumped, his dense musculature warming up rapidly from the exertion. He stripped off his jacket to prevent himself from overheating before heading over to the next house.

As he shoveled, he thought about how much easier this was before. Sure, he was stronger now, and had far more endurance: he bet he could do the entire street twice before even breaking a sweat. But getting his muscles around each other had become an issue in the past few years. His bicep rubbed hard against the underside of his pec with every scoop, his shoulders and traps pushed tightly together whenever he tossed the snow away. The snowflakes that hit his skin instantly melted, rivulets of water glistening on him as he worked...

He couldn't help but take a short break. To put a hand to his own pumped arms, to feel how much bigger he had grown since last winter. He turned his head and licked one of the droplets of water off his shoulder, shivering as his tongue met the cold air and the heat of his body. Thankfully he was wearing his sweatpants, or he'd be giving much more of a show to the neighbors. His hands wandered to his nipples, grabbing and squeezing them, fully lost in the pleasure of his own body...

Alice looked through the blinds and sighed; Gabe was messing around out there again. Her driveway wasn't getting done for another hour at least. Why does she even pay that big lug...?

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 17/04/2025

Despite how huge he was getting, it was hard not to see him as cute when he was still so much shorter. Having him staring up at you, silently begging for you to point out how massive he was getting... It almost didn't bother you how often he had dragged you to the gym with him. (more in alt text!)

Ivan had always been a little guy. He'd stayed around 5'2" since high school, which was when you first met him. He was teased about it relentlessly back then, and you knew he had a bit of a complex. But ever since you both joined the workforce he hadn't had many problems about it, besides failing to reach high shelves. He was a chill guy for the most part. At least, until you both started hitting the gym.

Turns out, he was much better at getting wide than tall. After the very first workout he put on entire pounds of muscle, and the 'beginner gains' didn't stop coming. Abs quickly pushed through his old skinny-fat physique, more definition and striations cutting across his body by the day. And all of that mass had to be compacted onto his tiny frame. Ivan outgrew his wardrobe in less than a week. It was incredible watching him work; it was like just touching the weights made him bigger and stronger. He was benching 400 by the end of his first month.

The workouts became more of a spectacle than a collaboration. He was in the gym every day, sometimes twice a day, somehow never tired, and he'd drag you along to watch. Ever since he got a taste of being the big guy, he'd become obsessed. Ivan loved to compare himself to you, show you how his biceps were twice the size of yours, how his forearms were as big as your quads. He'd curl you for reps without breaking a sweat, ask you to tell him how big he was getting. And every time you said "Yeah, you're looking huge" or "You're a beast, Ivan", he'd practically melt with joy and excitement (enough that you could see it in his gym shorts). You wondered if he found some other guy to outsize when he went along, or if the now daily ritual was just between you two.

In any case, Ivan was only just getting started. Every day you'd see him strip out of his sweat-soaked gym clothes, and every day he looked even more monstrous than before. Sooner or later he'd be wider than he was tall, and Ivan definitely didn't seem to mind.

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 09/04/2025

Why thank you! I'd usually rather be an observer/inciter of transformation stuff, but I can dig a little bit of it for myself. Hell, I think something in this message is doing something to me... Was my shirt always this tight? It's an XXL... didn't realize my biceps would stretch the sleeves...

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 09/04/2025

I suck at naming things, but thinking of transformations is fun. Assuming the goal of the game is to get as huge as possible, then shrinking/size theft transformations would work. Musk and body hair for sure. Maybe some other stuff like growing horns, wings, or tusks? And personality changes too!

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 05/04/2025

They're sort of opposites of a spectrum, right? With daddification, he's probably going to be the one taking charge, where with a himbo you're gonna be the one taking care of him. So which one I prefer sorta depends on how much control I want! I like older men though, so daddification is my pick.

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 04/04/2025

I’m kinda short on ideas at present, so I made a little anonymous suggestions/questions form. I’ll be using it whenever I need some inspiration, so go ahead and fill it out with whatever you want

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 03/04/2025

The exercise science department developed a new compound for muscle growth a while ago, but after testing it was deemed unsafe for humans. It's supposedly under lock and key now, but the university's athletes seem bigger than before... (more in alt text!) #musclegrowth #gainer #musclemorph

It was almost time for another check-in, and Jerome was nervous. He came to the university on a swimming scholarship, but the head coach thought he had more potential for something else. What that was, he wasn't told. All he knew was that he'd get a full-ride if he followed Coach's orders, and that was enough for him to sign on.

But now that a few months had passed, he was having second thoughts. He had put on nearly 200 pounds of muscle and fat, and Coach still seemed unimpressed at weigh in. His pecs, once flat and firm, were massive domed slabs of meat now, soft to the touch. They rested on his hard-as-brick tortoiseshell abgut. His arms fought against his lats and chest, biceps permanently digging into his side even unflexed. His shoulders had gotten so broad he couldn't fit through doorways; even if they hadn't, his legs were just as wide.

The problems didn't stop there. Whatever was in the preworkout Coach gave him, it made him hungry. Animal-style ravenous. He was eating 8 meals a day of whatever he could get his hands on. His stomach was still rumbling, even after raiding the local Wendy's out of stock, somehow both starving and bloated. His libido was amped too; his dick was permanently hard, and his balls swelled up to the size of grapefruits. Whenever his muscles inevitably rubbed up against each other, the jolt of sensitivity caused him to leak and moan. He had gotten banned from a few classes from it. Even moving around was starting to become a problem for him. He couldn't bend his arms enough to pull down a shirt anymore, forearms and bicep clashing midway, and it stayed rolled up on his pec shelf.

But he knew it wasn't going to be enough. He would go in there, and his weigh-in would be over 400 pounds now, and Coach would feel up every inch of his body until he came all over the floor through his jockstrap. And then Coach would say he was too small, needed to eat at least one more meal every day, lift for another 30 minutes. And Jerome would.

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 01/04/2025

I can write pages of muscle growth smut in a few hours, but when it comes to my research paper all that energy disappears somehow… the world is cruel

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 30/03/2025

About to play Call of Cthulu for the first time today! Wish me luck

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 29/03/2025

Tyson used to be self-conscious of how dominant his chest was. No matter his split, it'd put on pounds of mass weekly. Everyone's focus was always on his giant pecs. He decided that if his chest was all people cared about, he may as well commit. A week into his new routine, he knew he chose right.

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 28/03/2025

I am unfortunately becoming obsessed with Nubby’s Number Factory. I cannot escape the indie roguelikes…

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 27/03/2025

New art-form alert! I've decided to try drawing a bit. I probably won't shift the usual content very much, but I'll work on and upload stuff like this from time to time going forward, I think. Hope y'all enjoy this big guy's sweaty pits as much as I do! #bigmuscle #musk #muscleworship

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 08/12/2024

You could only recognize him from his face. Even then, he was never so hairy when last you saw him. You had to crane your neck to look him in the eyes. Your mouth went dry. "Heh, I knew you'd like my little surprise." (more in alt text! two parts this time) #musclegrowth #hypermuscle

After months and months of applications, you finally got a response from an employer. The pay was good, the job seemed interesting. The only issue was the location; you'd have to move across the country to get it. The cost was manageable (the savings you had left would be able to cover it), but finding a place to stay for cheap would be rough. You called basically everyone you knew to ask for help with your problem, but nobody had any way to do so. Except one person: Mark.

Mark had been one of a few stepdads in your youth, and he definitely wasn't your favorite. He never spent time with you and only barely spent time with your mom. But he was wealthy and kept the family fed, so nobody complained. At least not until he got caught cheating. After that he suddenly wanted to be a present father, but your mom wasn't putting up with it anymore. So they got a divorce, and off he went. He still called you sometimes, even though you never picked up. But you knew he'd take you in, and clearly it was the only opportunity you had...

So you called him. His voice was deeper than you remembered. Huskier. You could hear him breathing hard on the other end. You asked him if you could stay for a month or so, and he said yes. He'd even buy the plane ticket, pay to ship all your stuff over. And so the next few weeks were spent ending your lease, packing your things, and eventually flying over to Mark's place.

The Uber ride over to his house was short, and you found yourself at the door of what was practically a mansion. The entrance was a set of double doors 9 feet tall, a porch with metal reinforcements holding it up in front. As expected, more or less. He was a rich guy. He told you he'd leave the door unlocked, since you'd arrive while he was at work. So you walked in and made yourself at home. A few hours later you'd hear the door alarm go off, and when you went to the main hallway to see who it was, a flexing mountain of mass stood smiling before you.

"Hey kid! Been a while!"

You could only recognize him from his face. Even then, he was never so hairy, and he was a lot younger when last you saw him. You had to crane your neck to look him in the eyes, his shadow swallowing you. Your mouth went dry as he chuckled.

"Heh, I knew you'd like my little surprise. I follow all your accounts, you know. I know how much you like big muscle."

He flexed his leg for you, the muscles of his quad flaring out wider than your torso. The heat that radiated from his body made you sweat bullets.

"Now I'm the perfect daddy for you, right champ? I put on over 200 pounds of pure muscle, just for you."

He growled as he flexed, his body pulsating with the power trapped in his thick, pumped muscles. He was turning red from the exertion. He kneeled down to look you in the eye, but he was still taller than you. His warm, heavy breaths hit your face as he looked you in the eye.

"You see the lengths I'll go for you now, don't you? I'll turn into a freak for you. So let me back into your life, alright?"

The heat was dizzying. His musk wafted over you as he lifted an arm, showing off a sweaty lat. But you shook your head. No matter how big and powerful and sexy he was now, he was still a self-centered asshole. He frowned, a look of anger in his eyes for just a moment, a bite in his voice as he spoke.

"I get it. I'm just not big enough for you yet. If that's what you want, then I'll give it to you. I'll get so big you couldn't say no to me if you wanted to..."

You could swear you saw him start to grow. You blinked, rubbed your eyes. And when you looked again, you knew it was true. He was getting bigger, His chest pushed out even further, filling the space between you. The veins across his body pulsed furiously, his muscles inflating like balloons, the skin growing tighter and tighter on his expanding flesh. Soon he was wider than the hallway, his triceps cracking the walls, the hardwood floor splitting under his weight.

"Fuck, boy. I'm gonna be a *god* for you."

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 18/03/2025

The FDA warns against taking products produced by MassTech. While side-effects vary, some hyper-responders may face life-altering effects. Excess muscle growth and fat gain to the point of movement restriction, hirsuteness, reduced mental capacity, addictive behavior...

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Trent - Comms Open @kumaiqwha.bsky.social · 15/03/2025

What's this? A Turntable? Must be learning something new. Big caveman muscles hehe.

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 11/03/2025

You could still see him growing. It seemed like with each passing second he grew another centimeter taller, his lats spreading wider, blocking more of your view. His research was still ongoing too... How much bigger will he get when they can really harness those growth particles?

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 17/11/2024

"Wake up, boy. Yer gonna be late. S'already noon." You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, your head laying against his thick chest. His hand was gripping your shoulder; he was trying to be gentle, the pressure just on the border of being uncomfortable. "Come give daddy a kiss before you leave..."

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🌈🔞 man-enjoyer 🎨 - open for work @avrgdexbuild.bsky.social · 10/03/2025

well well well, another round of commissions, another issue with my car. this time its not debilitating, but still any extra dosh you could fling my way would be appreciated 😔 ko-fi.com/avrgdexbuild

a mspaint styled drawing of a muscular man holding a notepad and pen behind a 1998 toyota corrola. a man glares at him, his eyes glowing read

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 10/03/2025

The 500 followers raffle is officially over! The winners are as follows: @massm0nster.bsky.social @ysayejoestar.bsky.social Message me your idea whenever and I'll get started! I'd also like to thank everybody else that participated. Hopefully I'll get to work with each of you in the future!

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 08/03/2025

The raffle closes tomorrow night, so if you want to participate but haven’t yet, now’s your chance!

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 06/03/2025

The city had been evacuated a few days prior. Ryker had mentioned wanting to visit; he never meant anything but "bench press buildings and crush trucks" when he said that. The government was just glad he was polite enough to warn them beforehand. (more in alt text!) #macro #musclegrowth #morph

It started when he was a teenager. He was always tall, and his first growth spurts had pushed him past 7 feet by age 16. Not to mention the muscle mass. His family had to install extra wide doorways to accommodate constantly widening frame. Back then, people were impressed, but not concerned; surely he'd stop growing by his early twenties.

It was clear by the time he hit 11 feet that it wasn't going to stop. If anything, the growth was accelerating. By now he had made national news for his size. Despite his height he had bodybuilder proportions, legs so thick he had to waddle around, lats so wide he couldn't reach his back. Ryker didn't know what was happening, but he knew that he liked it. It felt good, being that powerful, being that massive. Even as he outgrew the houses and apartments nearby, he hoped that he had a few more feet left in him, a few hundred more pounds of muscle.

He was about 26 years old now, and under 24/7 government surveillance. They couldn't stop him from going wherever he pleased, with violence or with negotiation, and so he was always accompanied by a few helicopters to keep track of his movements (they need to give earthquake warnings to any cities before he gets too close, since every step causes severe tremors from the ground breaking below him).

"Hey, helicopter guys! How much bigger am I today?"

One pilot pulls out the megaphone to respond to him.

"...About 2 feet taller, Ryker, by our estimates."

"Fuuck yeah! Shit, my arm's almost wider than this skyscraper now. Unflexed!"

"It's very impressive."

"You always say that. But it'd be more impressive with a pump, right?"

And without waiting for a response, he pulled the skyscraper from the ground and started curling it. His muscles blew up further: not just his arms, but his entire body. His chest swelled as he sank into the ground, too heavy for the roads to support any longer. The pilots knew that they were in for a long day as he roared out...

"GOTTA KEEP GROWING..."

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E-Gains Institute @spindlyjohnny.bsky.social · 03/03/2025

We've made it to 500 followers! I'm kind of in shock that hundreds of people have signed on to look at the stuff I make and write, honestly. Either way, I'm holding a raffle to celebrate! Check the image for more details, and thank you for all the support.

The details of the raffle are as follows:
Raffle reward will be a morph or photobash plus a short story. To enter the raffle, like, repost, and comment on this post. Two winners will be selected. The raffle closes on 3/9/25 at 9:00 PM CST. Images will be delivered over Telegram or a Google Drive link.

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🌈🔞 man-enjoyer 🎨 - open for work @avrgdexbuild.bsky.social · 01/03/2025

its that time again! i am officially open for work!! 🎉 drop your details in this form or shoot me a dm, here's to more cute guys :D forms.gle/fzvx3GN6aTb1...

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