Bart had found that he didn't need to wear the ring on his finger to feel its affects, but merely have it touching against his skin, which was fortunate because his ring wasn't all that useful to him if he had to wear it on his finger all the time. He wore the strength ring on a short necklace under a tight undershirt, just tight enough to keep the ring pressed against his skin at all times. He put the ring on first thing in the morning and pulled the shirt over it to keep it in place before heading out to the gym.
His gains had been exponential - he'd gone from barely being able to bench press the bar to benching two hundred pounds in a matter of days. And from there he had kept getting stronger. His body wasn't becoming the huge, almost disgusting mass that some bodybuilders would become as they got to lifting at what he was lifting. But it was growing. His muscles were becoming strong, getting incredibly solid, and his fat was burning away. He was starting to look like the strong cartoon characters that no one could feasibly look like. It got him more attention from the ladies than he would have thought.
It hadn't taken long to notice the increase in strength thanks to the ring - when he got home that first day, he'd nearly pulled his door off of its hinges because of it. Then his refrigerator door. Several doors, in fact. In a bout of frustration at it all, he had thrown his tv remote at the wall - the remote almost completely punched a hole in the hole, and slowly fell out in pieces. The fact that that shouldn't have even been possible, much less by him, made it obvious something was going on. But the moment he slipped off the ring, things returned to normal.
It was actually useful, knowing that removing the ring would then restrict his strength. It kept him from breaking things when he didn't want to. And while he wasn't nearly as powerful without it, he had still gained a considerable amount of strength from working out using it. He was far from useless without it. He was fairly easily capable of carrying a woman in his arms without it, which had proven quite useful on a number of occasions since getting the ring.
He had a feeling that if this was happening to him, it was happening with his siblings as well with theirs. But if his was strength, he was pretty sure the others had lost out on this competition.
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