Later that night when he and his bros were doing a bar crawl around campus, Brian was properly drunk. After all, it was the end of his junior year in college and it was time to celebrate finishing his last final, especially after turning 21 earlier that spring. However, his inebriated state prevented him from seeing a shadowy figure at the bar tip a mysterious vial of liquid into his whiskey sour. Brian never noticed a difference in his drink and continued on with the night without too much of a huff.
Still though, the effects would eventually take their toll on his already addled state, making him react more angrily and violently to people in the bar. His friends had to pull him out of three fights before security made the entire group leave. Brian even tried to fight them, and it wasn't too much of a hassle for him anymore since he was already buff and ripped from the hours he spent at the gym.
His friends were rightfully pissed at getting kicked out, and immediately began to scold. Brian wasn't listening though, instead feeling a tingle in his muscles that wouldn't let up. Out of the blue, he stripped off his shirt, handed his phone to one of his friends and ordered him to record him flexing outside the bar. The friend rolled his eyes, but did so anyway since Brian wasn't making much sense that night anyway. To everyone's shock though, they saw what Brian had been raving about with the tingle in his muscles, considering how every muscle seemed to visibly tingle and ripple. Eventually he threw down a most muscular pose and allowed his body to expand at a rapid pace as his friends cheered him on and gained the attentive stares of a group of sorority girls walking by...
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