Weightlifting For Beginners Chapter 1 (Patreon)

Kiyoshi Hoshizaki was looking at his own glistening muscle in the gym mirror as he lifted his dumbbells. It was bulging, big, and masculine. Exactly how he likes it but further up, his face was very feminine but no one has dared to tell him that to his face, that upon close examination, his body simply doesn't fit his face.

He has faced some ridicule for that, but not much was said after some successful scuffles.

He didn't always have it, but for some reason, he had grown into it in recent years during high school. No amount of weight-lifting could change that feminine face yet that did not stop girls from falling in love with him. He had just reached that critical mass of a pretty boy and a trap.

"Oi, are you still lifting?" His friend Sugita Mugo came over. He was the same age as him, a high school senior. Both attending the same high school, and

"Yes, what is it?"

"You see that girl there? She's looking really good."

The girl was picking up her weights with a shapely figure and a cute face.

"Heh, I have had enough of girlfriends for a year."

"How about you help me with it then?"

Kiyoshi gave him a mocking glance then smiled.

"Me? Where're your balls?"

"What?"

Kiyoshi clenched his balls without warning and he let out a yell. Sugita hopped away and bent over, his face red, trying to catch his breath. Meanwhile, Kiyoshi watched his works from afar, still making his sly grin. Finally, Sugita recovered, he stood up and saw that girl looking at him. He tried to smile at her but the expressions he was able to conjure up after having his balls clenched wasn't exactly an ideal one.

She had the most disgusted look before quickly walking away, avoiding eye contact. Sugita limped over, he looked like the veins of his face were about to burst.

"OY OY OY! WE ARE STILL IN PUBLIC, THAT GIRL DEFINITELY THINKS WE ARE GAY!"

"I'm not as insecure as you, heh. I don't care how they see me." Hoshizaki says as he keeps lifting his weights.

Sugita sat down on the floor and tried to catch his breath.

"Shut up. I know you do."

"Whatever makes you happy, bro."

"HAPPY? YOU JUST RUINED MY CHANCE WITH THAT GIRL BY GRABBING MY BALLS!"

"Let's be honest here bro..." He says as he moves over to the barbell station, putting on the weights while Sugita begrudgingly helps on the other side.

"An otaku like you, I'm shocked that you went as long as you have with me to the gym. Give it a while, maybe you will grow my balls."

"Kiyoshi, you bastard! We were the same size back then."

Two little kids fighting at the same height and size fighting each other.

"And I chose to do sports. But you chose to stay home to masturbate. I mean, I masturbate too but sex is better."

Sugita just looks away sulking while Hoshizaki keeps lifting up the barbells for the twentieth rep before finally putting it down. He sat up and wiped his sweats with his towel then he put his hand on Sugita's shoulder seriously.

"You know if you can't get married. Go to our Shrine and become a monk."

Sugita puts his head up and imagines himself writing zen poems with his frail hands while bald.

"Ha...ha...ha...ha..." He laughs dryly.

"No! I AM NOT BECOMING A MONK, I WILL BE GETTING LAID THESE DAYS!" He declares.

"Good luck. Anyway it's midnight, that girl ain't coming back to this 24/7 gym after that. She probably went back as soon as possible because she thinks we are perverts." Hoshizaki commented nonchalantly.

"Don't we have you to thank for that?" Sugita said still with a rage vein on his face, looking back a bit.

"Let's get something to eat at the convenience store. I bought that new fighting game. Wanna to come over? You bought spare clothes, right? My parents are overseas as always." Hoshizaki says casually.

"You bought it already?"

*

"I don't get it, how are you better than me at this game as well, you must be cheating, I have been playing the Street Farker series my whole life."

"Natural talents," Hoshizaki says as he yawns.

"Lies, you have been playing this game behind my back! Do you secretly play this competitively?!"

"You want a round two?" He asks with his same wry smile with only an eye open.

"Let's go. You were using an OP character anyway, I remain honorable and will continue using the underdog."

A few rounds later. Taking their sweaty hands off the controllers.

"I won..." Sugita's expression of disbelief and absolute joy while Hoshizaki looked shocked and annoyed.

"All right, it's time to sleep, I let you win."

"Ah, Hoshi, you are deflecting because I won...!"

"No, it's time to sleep, Sugita, we are staying up too late."

"You are sulking because I won, aren't you?"

Hoshizaki quickly turned off the playstation and then the lights, jumped onto his bed and started snoring loudly.

"Sore loser! Ha!" Sugita let out as before he tucked himself into the futon.

"Shut up."

*

Sugita was scratching his belly, he opened his eyes, he could feel something soft on his hands.

That's an incredibly soft pillow.

Sugita thought in his dreamy state as he kept squeezing it.

Feels like there is liquid in this pillow. Huh. This is a strangely shaped pillow.

He slowly awakened as he realized the pillow he was grabbing onto was moving around. What an odd thing, he got up and found a girl sleeping next to him. He was dreaming of course, Sugita has gotten so horny that he is having a wet dream again after passing puberty four years ago when he was thirteen. Dreadful.

He goes back to sleep again. Kiyoshi however wakes up, his eyes barely open, he probably falls next to his friend's futon, scratching his belly all the way up to his chest, then he sees it.

He had two bulges on his chest, two big round melons, was he seeing things? How did these fruits manifest on his chest? He touched it and realized they were soft and fleshy. His eyes widened as he checked his underneath for his dick, thinking desperately maybe it was because he had turned fat overnight then the inexplicable news. He stood up and saw the vague reflections of the cute girl on the black monitor.

Then Hoshizaki let out the girliest yell Sugita has ever heard in his life.

"W-WHAT IS THIS...I HAVE BREASTS! MY ASS, MY DICK! WHAT HAPPENED, HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? DID YOU DRUG ME SUGITA, YOU DRUG ME IN YOUR DESPERATION TO GET LAID, DIDN'T YOU!? USE SOME SORT OF SICK DRUG TO TURN ME INTO A GIRL?"

Sugita looked at the girl yelling at him and he thought she looked incredibly cute. Just his type in fact but that insanity will not do, his friend has disappeared and this cute girl has appeared in his stead. He doesn't know what is going on exactly thus he shall inform the police department and allow the public servants to do their work.

"I am sorry, can you repeat that, onee-chan? Did you break into my friend Kiyoshi's house? What did you do with him? I believe I have to inform the good policemen of this break-in and abductions, in spite of how cute you may look.

Hoshizaki panics.

"L-look Sugita! It's me, I-I am Kiyoshi Hoshizaki!"

"A likely story. I believe we need to call the mental ward first."

"P-please Sugita! It's really me!"

Sugita brought down his phone.

"All right, prove it."

Kiyoshi starts thinking while Sugita stares at her nipples through her translucent singlet.

"I-I GRABBED YOUR BALLS LAST NIGHT!"

Sugita's eyes widened.

"So it really is you."