Mark finally decided to start lifting, wanting to have bulked up for his entire life. He loved how muscle men looked, their bodies ripped, muscles huge from every angle. He wanted to be like that, built up like a huge muscle bull, raw strength and power displayed across his body. He decided to get a septum piercing, hoping to have more resemblance to the animal. It didn't go the way Mark thought it would.
Mark was consistent in his routine, lifting heavier and heavier weights every week. He was getting stronger, eating to get as much fuel in his body as he could. He loved watching his muscles grow, but was completely unaware as something else was happening. His belt was getting tighter and tighter, his shirts becoming too small as he grew. He didn't notice the shape his torso was taking, becoming rounder and rounder, too distracted by his arms.
He was getting fatter, his body changing shape, his belly pushing out further and further. His chest was no longer flat, fat soft tits growing on top of the muscle he had put on. He would flex in the mirror, happy to see the thickness of his arms and shoulders in the mirror, completely oblivious to the soft dough that rolled over his belt line. It wasn't long before he bore a resemblance to a cow, a fat milking cow at that.