Johnny Bravo WIP Preview

Here’s a quick preview of the Johnny Bravo piece coming for March. It’s still in the rough draft phase but still enjoy!

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Woah momma! Johnny said, placing a hand on his stomach. I feel URP really OOOH strange! Johnny wobbled over to the island, clutching it with one hand to balance as the strange sensation grew stronger. As the sensation grew, his body temperature spiked. Sweat started to bead the poor himbo’s head and his mind felt like it was swimming through molasses.

URP I don’t feel so good OOH! Johnny moaned as his stomach growled angrily, groaning in agony. Johnny’s body shivering as he clutched his churning stomach. Then Johnny felt his core…jiggle?

Confused, the sickly himbo looked down. Johnny’s eyes widened obscenely behind his sunglasses and his mouth dropped open in shock. “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!” Johnny moaned in horror as he saw the front of his shirt start to bulge outwards. His formerly pristine eight pack was rapidly disappearing as his stomach ballooned outwards in all directions, the hem of his shirt rising over the rapidly increasing crest of his gut. Within seconds proof of Johnny’s impressive ab routine had vanished- billowing out from his body now hung a hard gut the size of a yoga ball. It was so massive and heavy that Johnny had to lean against the counter with both arms to keep from rolling over.

MY ABS! MY BEAUTIFUL ABS! moaned Johnny in distress at the loss of the hard definition and work he’d spent decades working to achieve. Before he could spiral further, his lower body shivered. His hips widened and thickened while his round glutes surged in size, straining the backs of his pants with the now enormous spheres of fatty muscle perching above his transforming legs. His already beefy thighs swelled with more mass, Johnny’s blue jeans becoming taunt and straining to contain his trunklike thighs as a mixture of flab and muscle poured into them like wet concrete into a bag. The growth then rained down into his calves, the hem of his jeans rising up to his knees as his chicken calves exploded in size, becoming football-sized lumps of mass.

His black shoes distorted and bunched, becoming painfully tight against Johnny’s feet. As Johnny grunted in pain, the ends of his shoes began to bulge monstrously, fighting to stay together until with a loud pop and tear his shoes tore apart off Johnny’s now monstrously thick and wide feet, his toes sausage like and long.

Johnny’s chest shivered then and all the hunk could do was moan as his already large chest pushed forwards and outwards more, filling out in mass. Johnny moaned again his face scrunched up as the uncomfortable deeling started to become pleasant even. a deep moan left his mouth as Johnny’s areolas suddenly inflated in size, his nipples becoming as large as bottle caps and as they rubbed against his tightening black fabric l, pleasant jolts shot through his body.

Ohhh oh man Johnny huffed, pleasure filling his mind as his chest continued inflating and squaring out. Soon it become too much for his shirt and with a deep groan, Johnny tilted his head back as his shirt tore down the middle as his massive barrel chest surged forwards, coming to rest atop his titanic middle.

As his front expanded, the growth then spread down his backside. The straining fabric distorted and stretched further, rips and tears appearing as his shirt weakened over the shifting mass of his already broad back. Large hills and valleys of brawn tore through the weakened material, rising heavenwards and exposing his now mountainous back to the world. johnny’s lats flared out like wings as his frame widened exponentially, making anything beyond a barn door impossible for the growing blonde hunk to walk through now.

Or waddle in this case due to his monstrously massive Thunder thighs, his jeans shredding along the seams under assault of his growing watermelon crushers called legs.

Johnny’s arms shivered then and the hunk- now eager at his metamorphosis- brought his arms up in a loose bicep flex. OOMF! Johnny grunted in pride, a cocky smirk on his face as his already massive arms exploded in size. His sleeves were decimated as his boulder shoulders, rising atop biceps the size of watermelons, blasted through them. His forearms swelled to match, becoming as thick around as many bodybuilder’s calves. His hands inflated, becoming thick catcher mitt’s with thick sausage fingers at the ends. Johnny was awestruck at the power and strength he could feel roaring through his inflating arms. he could probably curl with ease now his highest weight set!

Oh yeAHHH! Johnny exclaimed, Johnny’s face twitching in shock as his voice cracked mid sentence into a dangerously deep and smooth baritone as his neck swelled in size. His neck thickened into a powerful pillar strong enough to tear through rope as his traps tore through the rest of his collar, coming to stand as silent sentinels on either side of his enlarged neck.

Within seconds the blonde hunk had gone from aesthetic gym bunny to towering powerlifter within Mama Bravo’s kitchen. Powerful muscles covered in a soft layer of flab gave his massive arms and legs a softer, more roundish shape. His hole covered makeshift shorts clinging to his massive flutes and enormous thighs were the only clothing remaining as his monstrous and powerful upper body, covered in a thin layer of sweat, was bared to the world. While his monstrous arms were definitely eye catching, all attention was drawn to the massive steel drum of a muscle gut and his monstrous blocky pecs. Wrestling for space, both groups completely obscured Johnny’s view of his lower body or anything beneath them.

Ah yeah huh huh huh! Johnny said, grunting in his now deeper baritone as he flew into a series of poses, marveling at the power of his newer body. That’s more like it! Huh! Johnny said, throwing up a bicep flex and kissing the mountainous split peak before resting his hands on his hips, looking snuggly off into the distance.

“I knew Carl was being a worry wuss for nothing! I can’t wait to go over and show him he was wrong.”

Ding- Dong!

Johnny turned around as he heard the door open behind him, a familiar nasally voice drooling over to him.