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Flexenstein's Monster- Part 3
🕑 Added 2024-10-26 22:42:42 +0000 UTCA little flaw in the experiment, but Dr. Flexenstein didn't break this many laws of nature to stop now! Enjoy, and last post should be up by Halloween~
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There are always going to be unforeseen problems on the cutting edge, Flexenstein told himself out of reassurance. Was his glorious creation, perhaps, getting too big? It sounded almost blasphemous to him to utter such a phrase; how could he think that now, after all he had accomplished with the creature? And yet, the other voice in his head begged him to take stock of what he was doing at this very moment.
He had denied the creature nothing when it came to growing him larger and larger. He had plunged the records of every powerlifter, bodybuilder, and absurdly large person he could track down that had died recently, and had even started grafting the strongest muscle tissue he could find to build the creature larger and larger— but dead skin cells didn't heal, and his skills at taxidermy and sewing, while serviceable, were not immaculate.
The creature had indulged himself with testing his strength, seeing how far this unnatural power coursing through his galvanized veins could go. Dr. Flexenstein had provided him with the finest works of literature, the words of the greatest minds in history— but the creature latched on to exercise guides and bodybuilding magazines, and insisted on pushing himself further and further, until the inevitable happened; one of his seams tore.
It was the right arm, which had the tricep of an unusually large crocodile, matched with the shoulder of the largest jaguar on record. The creature was mimicking the poses of all the paragons of brawn and muscle-bound power he had come to admire, flexing a bicep like a boulder, mashed against tensed, meaty pectorals, and then the seams holding the skin split apart, revealing the raw, pulsing muscle underneath.
Flexenstein sighed. That little moment of reflection passed as his roving eye went over every swollen bulge of muscle along the mammoth landscape of his creation, and the spark of ambition and insatiable curiosity surged back to him. "Don't worry, my pet, nothing that can't be fixed…" he produced a needle and thread, fingers grasping at the sheer swell of muscle before him. "We're not finished… not by a long shot."
Comments
Owyn Ross Glyndowyr Hammersley
Oh boy, Flexenstein's monster's getting a lot more parts of other musclebound bodybuilder meathead.
MuscleDragonWolf18
It’s like the being is every meathead meshed into one with the single desire of getting bigger
