On the morning of his 32nd birthday, MrWelshy—the colossal bodybuilder known for his Herculean physique and towering presence—wasn’t in a gym or at a celebratory party. Instead, he lay still in the tranquil waters of a remote lake, his massive frame cutting an imposing silhouette against the quiet mist that hung over the water’s surface.
The sun had only just begun to rise, casting a golden light across the landscape, but MrWelshy didn’t mind the coolness of the early hours. For years, he'd been defined by his strength, by the weights he lifted and the adulation he received from fans and followers. But today, he wanted something different. Today, he was searching for something more than muscle growth or accolades. He was searching for peace.
The lake, nestled deep within the hills of a secluded forest, was his escape—a place where the noise of the world couldn’t reach him. For once, he wasn’t flexing in front of mirrors or lifting colossal amounts of iron. He wasn’t the "Mr. Welshy" everyone knew from social media, the man with veins like ropes and shoulders that seemed to stretch beyond human proportions. Today, he was simply a man, floating in the quiet embrace of nature.
As his thick body floated, half-submerged in the cool, still water, MrWelshy closed his eyes. The weight of his muscles no longer felt like a burden, nor did it carry the expectations of others. He thought back to his younger days, when he first discovered bodybuilding as an outlet for his insecurities. It was his way of controlling something in a world that often felt uncontrollable. But now, lying in the lake, he realized that he didn’t need to carry that weight every day anymore. He had found a balance.
The lake whispered its calming sounds—the soft ripples lapping against the shore, the birds that chirped in the distance, the occasional rustle of the trees in the morning breeze. In the solitude of the water, MrWelshy felt a deep sense of connection to something much larger than himself. It was a moment of vulnerability, of raw humanity. For the first time in a long time, he wasn’t focused on growing his muscles, pushing past limits, or achieving perfection. He was simply existing.
His mind drifted back to his childhood again. He had once been shy, unsure of himself, and his muscles had become his armor, his way of proving he could survive anything. But as the years passed, he learned that strength wasn’t just about physicality. It was about accepting who you were, no matter how big or small, perfect or flawed.
A soft gust of wind brushed against his skin, and MrWelshy opened his eyes. The sun was higher now, bathing the world in warm light. He felt a quiet sense of satisfaction in the moment—something more fulfilling than any lift, any record, any compliment. It was a reminder that even the strongest of bodies need rest, reflection, and a moment to simply breathe.
As the day stretched on, MrWelshy finally pulled himself from the lake, his massive frame glistening with droplets of water. The birthday wasn’t going to be about a grand celebration or the typical social media posts. It was about this moment, this quiet victory of being content with himself, both as the muscular giant everyone admired and as a person who could simply exist without the weight of the world on his shoulders.
He looked up at the sky, a quiet smile playing on his lips. This was his true strength—the ability to let go.
I'm aware that stories have been a bit short currently and I apologise for that. currently in the final process of buying/moving house so just had to focus on that, but once that's sorted I can upload weekly
On the edge of a secluded forest, nestled beside a glistening lake, lived a towering giant named Welshy. His body was a testament to raw strength—muscles bulged under his skin like the roots of ancient trees. Welshy was the last of his kind, a being whose size and power were the stuff of legends. Despite his imposing stature, he led a solitary life, only venturing into the world when necessary.
One warm summer evening, after a long day of foraging through the dense woods for food, Welshy felt the weight of his muscles ache from exertion. He knew the perfect remedy: the lake. Its waters, cool and crystalline, would soothe his tired limbs, while the quiet of the forest offered peace to his often-troubled mind.
With slow, deliberate steps, Welshy made his way to the shore. The trees parted to reveal the vast expanse of the lake, its surface reflecting the amber hues of the setting sun. He paused for a moment, taking in the beauty of the scene, before slowly kneeling at the water's edge. His large hands scooped up the lake water, bringing it to his face to wash away the dust and grime of the forest. His deep, rumbling voice broke the stillness, a soft hum of contentment.
"Ah, this feels good," Welshy murmured, lowering himself further into the lake until the water reached his chest. As he submerged, the ripples spread out in perfect circles, distorting the reflection of the trees and sky above. Welshy closed his eyes, letting the water embrace his enormous form.
The lake was an ancient place, known only to a few, and its waters held secrets older than the giant himself. They had witnessed the passage of time, the rise and fall of empires, and the slow, steady life of the giant who had come to bathe in their depths. Welshy was not just washing his body; he was reconnecting with something deeper, something primal—something that reminded him of his place in the world.
The sun dipped lower, casting long shadows over the forest, and Welshy remained in the water, feeling the tension in his muscles dissolve. His reflection on the water's surface seemed almost otherworldly—a massive, powerful figure that was both a part of the land and something apart from it.
As night fell, Welshy emerged from the lake, his skin glistening with droplets that sparkled like stars. He stood tall, the moonlight catching the curves and lines of his muscles, casting an ethereal glow around him. With a final glance at the peaceful lake, he turned back toward his home in the forest, his heart lighter than it had been in days. The water had given him the strength he needed—not just physically, but spiritually.
And so, Welshy continued his solitary life, a giant who found solace in the quiet embrace of nature, his strength renewed each time he bathed in the ancient lake
Welshy was dedicated, always pushing himself in the weight room, but despite his hard work, he felt he was stuck in the same body. One evening after an intense workout, he decided to try a new protein shake he’d found online, boasting extraordinary benefits.
Eager to boost his gains, welshy mixed the shake, vibrant green and shimmering with strange particles. As he gulped it down, he felt a surge of energy unlike anything before. He chalked it up to a post-workout high, but within minutes, he started to feel tingling sensations in his muscles.
As he stared at himself in the gym mirror, he watched in disbelief as his biceps began to swell, his chest expanded, and he could swear he felt his quads grow thicker. The fabric of his shirt stretched tight around his arms and torso. He stepped back, astonished, and that’s when the height adjustment kicked in. With each passing second, he felt his feet lift off the ground slightly, as if he were on a cloud.
“Is this real?” he thought, glancing around to see if anyone else noticed the bizarre transformation. But the gym was empty, save for the echo of weights clattering and his own heavy breaths.
In moments, Jake shot up by several inches, towering over the equipment. He flexed instinctively, marveling at the sheer size and power radiating from his body. The weights he had struggled with before felt like feathers in his hands. He picked up a barbell he’d always found challenging, and to his surprise, he hoisted it above his head with effortless ease.
With a mixture of excitement and disbelief, he dashed out of the gym, striding through the city streets with newfound confidence. People turned to stare as he passed, his tall, muscular frame drawing attention like a magnet. He felt unstoppable, a walking embodiment of strength and charisma.
But as the night wore on, welshy realized that this newfound power came with its own set of challenges. Doors felt smaller, chairs uncomfortable, and he had to be careful not to knock things over with his enlarged limbs. His friends were amazed but a bit wary, unsure how to interact with their suddenly towering buddy.
Welshy continued to chug the shake daily, growing more and more each time, staring at 110kg and 5’8 and growing to a total of 1140kg and 110ft Welshy wasn’t a human anymore, but a god, a muscle god. Standing naked in the clouds looking down on everyone, it was time for a new era, a new era where WELSHY ruled
A gentle breeze swept through the streets as the sun began to rise. Alex rubbed the sleep from his eyes, stretching lazily in his small apartment. The world outside was coming to life, and he decided it was the perfect day for a walk.
As he stepped outside, the golden light warmed his skin. He strolled down the familiar street, listening to the chirping birds and the rustling leaves. Everything felt peaceful until a sudden commotion caught his attention. A small crowd had gathered a few blocks away, their murmurs rising in excitement.
Curiosity piqued, Alex walked closer. In the center of the gathering was a man he recognized—welshy, a local gym enthusiast known for his impressive physique. But today, something was different. As Alex watched, welshy began to grow, his body expanding dramatically. Muscles rippled and swelled, his form towering over the crowd. Within moments, he transformed into a colossus, standing fifty feet tall, his thick muscles glistening in the sunlight.
The crowd gasped, a mix of awe and disbelief. Alex stood frozen, eyes wide as he gazed up at welshys massive frame. His colossal pecs bulged like two boulders, and every inch of his body was defined, a testament to countless hours in the gym. Welshys expression was a mix of surprise and exhilaration, as if he were just as amazed by his transformation as the people watching him.
“Is this real?” Alex muttered to himself, unable to look away.
Welshys booming voice reverberated through the streets, startling the onlookers. “Hey! Everyone! I’m… I’m not sure how this happened!” He flexed one of his enormous arms, and the crowd erupted in cheers, half in jest and half in disbelief.
Alex, despite the surreal nature of the moment, felt a strange connection with welshy. He had always admired his dedication to fitness, often feeling inadequate in comparison. But now, looking up at this giant, he realized that true strength came in many forms.
As welshy tried to navigate the chaos, he leaned down, his massive face mere inches from Alex’s own. “Can you help me figure this out?” he asked, his voice a thunderous yet oddly friendly tone.
In that moment, Alex felt an unexpected surge of courage. “Let’s get you to the park! There’s more space there. We can figure this out without causing a scene!”
With a nod, welshy carefully lifted his foot, shaking the ground slightly as he stepped over the crowd. Alex dashed ahead, leading the way to the park, where there was plenty of room. As they arrived, welshy crouched down, his towering presence both imposing and oddly reassuring.
The park was filled with people now, all buzzing with excitement. Alex took a deep breath and began to speak. “Okay, welshy! Let’s think this through. Maybe there’s something you touched or ate?”
As welshy racked his brain, the crowd offered wild theories—magic beans, alien technology, and everything in between. Laughter mixed with intrigue, creating an atmosphere that felt almost festive.
Then, a man stepped forward, his wide eyes fixed on the giant. “Are you going to show us what you can do now?” He asked.
Welshy paused, the question hanging in the air. He glanced at Alex, who shrugged with a grin.
Welshy straightened his back, flexing his massive arms for the crowd. “Alright, i will, watch me lift up that truck over there” Welshy grabbed the truck as if it was a can on the street and flung it up into the air but without realising, hitting a nearby building.
The crowd erupted in gasps and whispers, but Welshy quite enjoyed his newfound power and destruction. “Listen up everyone!” Welshy said with his booming voice “I’m in charge around here now, this is MY town and if you have a problem with that” Welshy pauses for a moment as he swings his arm into another building, reducing it to rubble “you can take it up with me, any takers?”
The crowd grew silent, no one could challenge the might of Welshy, people started to talk about his amazing growth and how he must have been selected to become a god, as the weeks went by, the town became a shrine to the might that was Welshy, the townsfolk provided him with all the food and worship he required, as he used boats and buildings he ripped from the ground as resistance training, only growing more impressive and mighty as the weeks went on.
Many embraced him, not daring to challenge him, however a few tried, unsuccessfully, welshy was able to flick them miles away with just his finger, the military had no power over him either, as he easily threw their tanks and attack helicopters into orbit, a new god had emerged and his name was welshy.
Welshy was an ordinary guy—average height, average build, and a job that kept him glued to a desk. He’d often watched bodybuilders flex their muscles at the gym with a mix of admiration and envy, dreaming of being someone who turned heads. But no matter how many times he attempted to lift weights, he never seemed to make significant progress.
One night, while scrolling through his phone, he noticed a strange notification. The text glowed with an otherworldly light, drawing his attention.
“Unlock your true strength. Tap to begin your transformation.”
Welshy hesitated, a mixture of skepticism and curiosity swirling in his mind. With a deep breath, he tapped the message.
Suddenly, a jolt of energy coursed through him, lighting up his body from within. He stumbled back, his heart racing as warmth enveloped him. He looked in the mirror, and to his astonishment, he saw his muscles beginning to swell and ripple.
“Wha—what’s happening?” he gasped, watching in awe as his arms bulged, and his chest expanded, straining against his vest.
Within moments, he felt the fabric of his vest stretch tight around his burgeoning physique. Welshy was growing—growing bigger, stronger, and more powerful than he ever thought possible. His reflection transformed from an average man to a hulking bodybuilder, veins coursing like rivers across his arms and chest.
The process felt incredible, as if every fiber of his being was alive with energy. He flexed his biceps, marveling at their size. He was no longer the invisible guy in the corner; he was a force to be reckoned with.
Welshy couldn’t contain his excitement. He rushed out of his apartment and headed straight to the gym. The moment he stepped inside, heads turned. People stared in disbelief at the transformation. Welshy strode to the weightlifting area, confidence radiating from him like never before.
He loaded up the barbell and began to lift, feeling the power surging through him with each repetition. The weights that once felt heavy now seemed light as air. He could hear gasps and whispers around him as he crushed his workout, lifting more than anyone expected.
After a grueling session, Welshy caught his breath and looked around. He realized he didn’t just want this power for himself; he wanted to inspire others, too.
The next day, he returned to the gym, not just as a bodybuilder but as a mentor. He approached newcomers, offering tips and encouragement, sharing his journey and reminding them that with hard work and belief, anyone could transform.
Welshy had found his purpose. The glowing text had given him more than just muscles; it had ignited a passion within him to help others unlock their potential.
As he flexed in front of the mirror, Welshy knew he was no longer just a dreamer—he was a beacon of strength, proving that sometimes, all it takes is one strange message to change your life forever.
I can barely see you Down there below these valley sized pecs of mine, don't stand there too long when it rains it's like a river runs between them, might wash you away if you're not careful, I guess you'll have to scale my huge pecs and reach the nipple For safety, but if you feel them shake and bounce don't worry, it's just the muscle growing underneath
Here's that "stuff" you wanted, but be warned bro, only apply a few drops. Remember that monstrous sized muscle man that was destroying that town a few months ago?
He took this, more than a few, he chugged the whole bottle, I couldn't believe someone could grow so much, you remember his pecs? They looked like hills, so huge and round. His big thick bulging arms, how he effortlessly threw that truck, those abs, so solid, so thick and his legs, fuck, wider than the buildings around him, but he loved it didn't he, his monstrous cock bouncing and throbbing as he did it all.
Not gonna lie, I loved seeing it, what's that? You're gonna drink it all? Well I won't stop you
That new influencer programme worked wonders, but not how I expected it. Usually they just give you a free product in exchange for a post and that's usually the end of it, but this one... was different.
It was a weight belt, seemed pretty standard, except for this little light on the front, figured it was just some fad design
So I'm in the gym, doing squats and while taking a break, I posted about it except every time I got a like on the post, I felt this weird tingle in my stomach, and the light would flash green, didn't really think anything of it at the time and went back to squats, but it felt lighter than it had been, so I thought "hey, might as well see if I can add an extra 20kg on" but that felt too easy. All the while feelin this weird tingle.
I got a message from the company saying they were happy with the post and how it was going and wanted to boost it to get more views, not unusual so I said sure
I opened the site and checked out the post, but suddenly the post started to gain traction, likes, comments,shares reaching the hundreds and every time it happened I saw the light flash more and more. My clothes started to feel tight, my muscles started to stretch and that tingle feeling took over my body. The machines were gettin smaller and smaller as I saw myself inch towards the celling! So much muscle, so much power! The gym was evacuated and the post continued to get views, likes, comments, seeing myself grow and grow, 5'8 to 14'4 to 39'7, my muscles expanding, my biceps matching the size of the cars parked outside, my pecs, full and heavy, wide lats that could spread across the entire building, solid abs and let's as wide as a bridge, that belt grew with me, stretching, flashing, turning me into a god
Welshbot used to be an aspiring bodybuilder, new to the gym, he longed to look like the pros, one evening he bumped into the professor, who thought he'd make a great subject to turn int a muscle D.R.O.N.E
Professor: oh hey, you're new here aren't you? Haven't seen you before
Welsh: "yeh I joined last week, just trying to check everything out ya know, first time in a gym
Professor: "oh really, why'd you start?"
Welsh:" well, uh..it's a little embarrassing but I always wanted to compete in bodybuilding "
Professor:"nothing wrong with that! In fact I'm a coach, of sorts, I help guys get bigger...if you're interested and for you I'll do it free of charge"
Welsh: oh really? Thanks, I mean you do look pretty big yourself so you must know what you're doing
Mmm my massive monster sized muscles taste so good, feeling the power from my muscle in my tongue, don't you wish you could taste this power? Taste this sweat running off them?
Of course you do, but he warned, it's addictive and once you start you might never stop, then again, if you tried to, a firm hand holding you in place is all it needs for you to be good and stay in position
Oh hey, admiring my biceps? You know they just got classed the highest peaks in the world haha. Though are you really surprised?! I bet you wanna try and climb them, maybe you can, maybe I’ll watch you try like a god looking down, maybe I’ll flex them super hard and make them grow and bounce as you ascend to the top, it’ll amuse me
Haha I’m so huge I make this elephant look tiny! And I’m only growing bigger and bigger! The more my loyal worshippers submit the more power I gain! Like a mega evolution of bane, towering over society and the world, showing them the true meaning of a GOD!
Oh hey little guy, almost didn’t see ya there, you gotta be careful! It’s hard to see under these big pecs!
I dint think you’d like to see how it feels to have a guy who weighs 50 tons walk over you, though, maybe you do. Maybe that’s what you wanted..
What’s that? You’ve never seen a guy as big as me? HAHAH WELL OF COURSE YOU HAVEN’T! whose gonna be bigger than I am? NO ONE! You know that sound of thunder you hear? That’s my pecs when they bounce, that earth quake you feel? That’s when I run! When it’s night time? That’s when I choose to block out the sun
All these things in your day to day life you assumed was nature… I am nature, I’m a freak of nature! But this isn’t my only purpose, every month I grow more and more, bigger and bigger, won’t be long before the universe is my toy and you’ll all be making movies about how unstoppable I am! Isn’t that right, little guy?
This playlist is so good! Every time the bass kicks in I swear I can feel myself growing with it, every boom, boom,boom and my clothes get a little tighter, my head gets a little closer to the celling, this dj is epic!
What was his name? Dj Hull Kuout? Never heard of him until I started seeing all these Massive dudes posting to insta flexing videos, looking like literal gods! Posing along to his playlists! And I can see why! It sounds so good and feels..so...good. Fuck.
Look at my pecs! I didn't notice how big they were growing! I feel like my tops about to bust open! Still another 10 songs to go! But this room is getting small, but I don't wanna stop listening! Fuck it! If I bust though, who's gonna stop me? And if I listen to more and more, even the army won't be able to! I'll just flick my finger against the ground and cause an earthquake, better hope I don't jump, or fall, might be the end of the earth completely!
They actually had to construct a giant shower for me just to be able to wash properly, but I just watched the water wrap itself around my huge muscle and bounce my Massive pecs
*Bottle reads: CAUTION, use sparingly, untested side effects"
Oh fuck, is that why I feel that tingle feeling? I hope I'm ok! Ugh, I feel, weird...
Fuck, my stomach, my abs, there... growing! Getting thicker! 2, 4,6...8! So solid!
And my pecs, my thighs, bulging! I can feel it, every muscle fiber stretching, filling out! They look so huge! Now my lats! Widening! The power, I feel like I can throw a tonne of bricks with ease! My biceps! Triceps! They're the size of a bodybuilders thighs! And so vascular!
Hey bro, I tried this new experimental growth treatment and look at me now! Haha! I'm already 15ft! Can't even see you under my mountainous pecs! Fuck it feels so good! I wonder how much more I'm gonna grow.. maybe to 30ft? Or 100ft! With pecs bigger than the biggest mountain in the world! Wanna climb these peaks?
Damn bois, you’ll be happy to know all that worshipping has really made me EXPLODE with size ! Damn look how huge I’ve gotten!
All the guys in the gym stare at me now! They can’t hide it! They practically stop their session to check me out, lifting heavier weights than they do just as a warm up, might have to move onto benching cars or something with more weight on it, it’s just too easy in the gym!
Started taking public showers, just so I can come out dripping wet and see everyone’s reaction in the locker room, though that should probably be everyone’s erection! Haha. I smirk and pretend like I don’t know while stretching my arms to the back of my head and give them a wink. Drives them crazy
But I’m ready for more size, more mass, I need more size, I NEED IT!
Hello little worshipper, come to see your muscle master? Good. I need daily worship, worship makes me grow, it pleases me, it fuels me to gain more size.
Have you ever seen pecs as big as this? Of course you haven't, how could you?! No one compares to me and my sheer mass! NO ONE!
So be a good worshiper and get to worshipping, you wanna be my #1 don't you?!
I think this dumbbell must be magic! Every time I curl I can feel my body stretching and widening, every rep makes my body pulse and throb, it's such an intense feeling!
1,2,3, fuck, I must be 6'3, 4,5,6, ufff, reaching 7 ft, my quads feel like they're pressed together even though I'm standing shoulder width apart and my shoulders are starting to break the double door frame!
7,8,9,10! Oh man, this room can't contain me, I don't want to break it but I can't stop, it's like a fixation, every rep I grow, every rep I get more obsessed with growing!
...
501,502,503 fuuuck yes! I can barely see the people on this side of the planet anymore! My voice is so deep I can feel the earth shake when I talk, no one's ever seen a man as huge as I am!
What happened bro? I was just training like usual when that flash of light hit the gym, now all of a sudden I’m pressed up against the ceiling! My muscles feel so big too, so tight, must’ve been that rapid growth, but why me? No one else looks bigger, why was I chosen?
Maybe that means i was meant to be this MASSIVE, or chosen by some kind of cosmic force, but I don’t know, I kind of like it..no, I LOVE it! I want more, I NEED MORE! MORE GROWTH, MORE SIZE! MORE POWER!
WHAT ARE YOU STILL LOOKING AT ME FOR! FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED, OR ELSE!
