Arthur is a man obsessed with muscle. He loves all things bodybuilding and wants to see men get as massive and muscular as possible. He comes to discover that he has magical abilities and can make whatever he wants come true simply by wishing. So he wishes that he had an endless supply of muscles to do with as he pleases and starts his journey to make the biggest, beefiest men he can imagine. When he meets the god of muscles, he discovers his powers come from an ancient lineage of wish-givers and that he can now give other people the same power. With the help of his first disciple, he sets out to build the ultimate muscular harem for himself. In Muscle Magic, Arthur's journey is a mix of fetishization and exploration of different bodies and what makes them special. I think there's something beautiful about seeing a world where everyone can be the kind of bodybuilder they've always wanted to be. That's the essence of the magic, and it's what makes it such a joy to write and read. Muscle Magic is my first novel, and it's a book I've been thinking about writing for years. I can't wait to share this story and all the fun, hot scenes that happen in it! I hope you enjoy it. If you did, please consider leaving a review at your favorite book retailer. It really helps me out as a new author, and it lets other readers know what they're getting themselves into. Chapter 1 In the gym, I watched two men work the leg press. The bigger man, a huge brute with bulging quads, pressed the weights as if they were nothing. Beside him, his friend was trying to match his strength. Their muscles strained, and the machine rattled under the weight. It was hot and humid today, the perfect conditions for a leg day, and both of them had stripped off their shirts. As the smaller man worked his legs, the bigger man cheered him on. They were close, and they knew how to motivate each other. The bigger man, Eric, stood behind his friend, Justin, and held his legs up when the smaller man started to fail. It was an inspiring sight. They were friends who supported each other. They had each other's back. I couldn't take my eyes off the bigger man. He had the most impressive body, the perfect balance of muscle and fat. His body was thick and strong, and his muscles glistened under a sheen of sweat. He must have been easily three hundred pounds. The only thing hotter than watching Eric leg press all that weight was watching him squat. And that was exactly what he did next. Eric and Justin switch