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Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #40

He suddenly noticed he was still hanging on to Lucas' foot. “Fuck this,” he said and with the slightest flick of his wrist , Joshua sent the hapless bounty hunter flying across the chamber.

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #39

Then, his iron-hard pecs expanded, tearing out the remainder of his shirt, as his biceps nearly doubled in size

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #38

Then, heaving and rolling, his rock-hard back exploded outward, snapping his arm straps and rending his tank top apart.

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #37

He felt his ever-tightening shirt stretching across his ever expanding marbled frame until his abs just burst out the front, looking like eight diamond-hard rocks exploding out of his stomach!

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #36

Joshua still felt the energy still erupting within him. He was already far larger and stronger than he had been, but he could tell it was only a fraction of what he would become. His dreams had never been just to be big and strong. They had been to be huge and massive, far bigg...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #35

Joshua loved the look of surprise and fear on Lucas’ face as he must have realized the amount of physical power it would have taken to stop his kick like that. Lucas tries to wrench his leg free again but Joshua continued to hold it tight in his iron fist.

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #34

It never even hit him. With reflexes so lighting fast, they surprised even Joshua, he caught Lucas’ leg before it even impacted his mid section, and held it firm in a vice-like grip. 

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #33

Joshua could see this time Lucas meant business, but somehow he just wasn’t concerned. Lucas lashed out full force with a kick toward his midsections. Joshua could see he was putting everything he had into this one. He wasn’t fooling around any more. The kid gloves were off...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #32

Lucas paused for a second. It was as if for the first time, he was noticing that Joshua looked more muscular and even a little taller than he should be. But Lucas must have written it off to a trick of the light, because the second quickly passed and he was on the attack again....

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #31

“Is that it?” goaded Joshua. “Is that all you got, tough guy?”

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #30

Sure enough, Lucas shot forward with a kick right to Joshua’s gut. Joshua felt it hit him, doubled over a little from the force and felt some of the air rush out of his lungs. But it didn’t knock him over. It didn’t even hurt as much as he thought it should. And in a coup...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #29

“Okay,” Joshua though, getting back on his feet. “Time to show this douche what was up!”

But Lucas didn’t look worried at all. He looked like he thought he was going to kick the shit out of Joshua and enjoy every minute!

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #28

And then the energy began pouring into his muscles and he felt them begin to grow.

“This is it!” he thought. “It’s happening! It’s actually happening!”

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #27

But as Joshua lay there, he began to feel different. An insane energy began flooding through him. He could sense it racing through his blood. He looked down and saw the veins throughout his entire body, thickening and swelling.

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #26

I warned you what would happen if you tried playing games with me,” said Lucas

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #25

And then a right to the face sent Joshua flying backwards once again. 

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #24

But then Lucas came back. Almost before Joshua knew he was there, Lucas had kicked the knife from hand.

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, # 23

Joshua didn’t waste a second. He hopped back through the opening in the wall and grabbed the knife from the alter. He really didn’t even pause a second before slitting open his finger and letting his blood drip into the bowl. There was a part of him that kept saying, “Thi...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #22

To be continued...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #21

“Excellent,” said the Guardian. “Lucas is coming back. You hide. I can distract him for a couple minutes, enough time for you to… do what you have to do. Okay?”

“Yeah sure,” said Joshua, “but what about my handcuffs?”

“What handcuffs?” said the...

Temple of the Muscle Gods, #20

“That’s not possible,” said Joshua. “It’s just a stupid fantasy. It can’t really happen.”

“Yes, it can,” said the Guardian, “if you want it bad enough. Do you want it?”

“Yes,” said Joshua.

“How much do you want it?” asked the Guar...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #19

Oh, I know all about you,” said the Guardian, “I know all your secret dreams in the middle of the night, and I’m here to make them come true.”

“What ?” said Joshua nervously. 

“I know you dream about being huge, powerful, with massive chiseled, hu...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #18

“What the…?” started Joshua., as the figure stepped into the light. Somehow, he was looking at himself, but it couldn’t be… 

“Who are you?” he asked.

“I’m the Guardian of the temple,” said the figure. “I take the form of whomever you trust...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #17

Suddenly Joshua he the feeling he wasn’t alone. He looked over and saw a shadowy figure leaning against the wall and cloaked in darkness.

“Who’s there?” He called.

“Who’d you think?” the figure called back in a voice that was strangely familiar.

...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #16

Joshua was alone... or was he?

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #15

As Lucas left, Joshua knew he should be creeped out in this weird chamber, painted with the dust of centuries, but he wasn’t. 

All he could do was look up at the statue and wonder what it would be like to be that massive, to have muscles that hard and chiseled.

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #14

The suddenly Lucas just hauled back and slammed his fist into Joshua’s jaw.

Joshua saw stars and almost fell over again. “What was that for?” he cried.

“That was just a preview of what your going to get if you try to run or hide from me,” said Lucas. “St...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #13

"Whoever sculpted this didn’t run out of marble.

“Of course Michelangelo was working for the church at the time and it’s just possible they would have objected if David was hung like a horse.”

“Guess he was working for the wrong church,” said Joshua.

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #12

Beyond the doors was a large chamber, at the far end of which was another statue of an impossibly muscular man. This one appeared to be holding up the ceiling, and from the muscles on this guy, Joshua had no doubt a real version of the statue probably could.

“All the st...

Lost Temple of the Muscle Gods, #11

“Let’s take a look around,” said Lucas, “see who runs this freak show.” 

Joshua didn’t understand it. He should be creeped out by this ancient deserted place, but he wasn’t. Exactly the opposite. He couldn’t wait to see what lay beyond the weathered w...