In the summer, however, was when she and I both had to deal with the varied, intense reactions of the general public due to the reduced amount of cloth to cover her enormous, rippling musculature. I would not be bullied by Sarah, regardless of how big she was, because I knew that kind of respect was nearly impossible to win back once conceded. Sarah, trembling slightly from behind the bursting, naked young behemoth, quickly began tracing the snaking capillaries with just the tip of her pink tongue as her other hand crept down her own bubbly, armor-plated belly to the tight, stretched hem of her pink lace combination boy-shorts and panties, and sneakily crept inside. From my position, I was swung upwards, eyes locked on Bree's bulging, growing biceps head as she lifted me, a thick cabled blue vein popping along the crest of her cut, protruding peak at the apex of her curl. Because of the small manufacturing glitch in the computer chip that Dr. Regardless, this night had definitely been filed in my growing mental library of amazing fe-muscle experiences, only trumped by my previously chronicled 'introduction' to both Bree's jaw-dropping, super-sexy young muscles and my own girlfriend Sarah's 'growing' muscularity and sexual adventurousness And that had just been the start of my unbelievable experiences with my Athenian-obsessed, increasingly bulky, super-athlete girlfriend. Bree did not quit on her flex either, despite the obvious pain on her face as her freakshow science-experiment of a physique used up every bit of potassium her body could muster, and every bulging muscle locked up into steel, extremely painful and unnatural hardness as every bloated, vascular slab of muscle on her body cramped simultaneously. As soon as Dr. Olga Riker programmed my mother to hate Anthony Nelson her soon to be ex-husband while loving her son at the same time, Dr. Before she served Darlene and Sheila their Chinese take out food, Dr. Several weeks of brutal, unimaginably heavy training and copious amounts of physique-enhancing drugs were quickly transforming my muscle-lusting girlfriend into a beast, a true living freak of nature, and I revelled, greedily, in the thoughts of her becoming even more massive and muscular.
Sarah's strangely strong, acrobatically active tongue and impressive sucking power were almost painfully pleasurable, and I began helplessly moaning in near unison with the pumped-up, obscenely muscular teenager curling my weight and shaking with now palpable, audible effort. Did you run one or two miles earlier that morning? See David, pretty soon everyone is going to learn to love huge, solid, beefy muscles on girls! Sarah gasped for air, inhaling deeply, yet not wasting any time as her tongue had just left Bree's now glistening pectoral mountain and was now running down the vein-splashed cobblestones of the teen's thick, muscle-stuffed stomach. He mounted her quickly, his penis immediately finding her entrance as if it were drawn by a powerful magnet. After you change your clothes I then want you to take two of those female vitamins I had given you earlier tonight and go for a long run. Bree moaned loudly in pleasure as my girlfriend worked her agile tongue on the striated mountaintop of her thick, angular pectorals, her muscle-tit hardening and raising upwards on her wide ribcage, and actually pushing Sarah's face, her eyes closed and jaw muscles pulsing, working furiously, backwards a bit at the instantaneous muscular expansion. Regardless, in her impressionable mind, they were way too close, and while I had made my concerns known regarding her constantly ballooning size, unfortunately my betraying manhood always told another story, and that's the 'tool' that Sarah used to gauge the state of her senses-assaulting physique. She forgot that I was named after my father, so when Dr. So to keep my mother from mentally snapping and possibly becoming possibly violent, it might be best for the both of us if I agree with everything she says till I could find out what was really going on here at home A split second after Dr. After about an hour with not a word passed between us, she grabbed her gym bag, selected a tangerine string bikini from the closet, and left for the gym, the door slamming shut at her exit. After both Darlene's and Sheila's three surgeries were completed, both of their skinny weak female bodies were totally bandaged up like two mummies. Within scant weeks their black book had quite a few names in it and their muscle-worship business was getting off to a frenetic and lucrative start. Until one night I found out that she had actually finally done it. Her body still arched, arm muscles bulging frighteningly, nearing skin rupture amongst explosions of veinage, Sarah, with a quick, cute grunt, expelled the dildo powerfully from within her, lower ab cubes popping blatantly into bold relief against the swell of her muscled mound, and the long sextoy plopped out of her to land in a puddle of her cum on the carpeted floor.
The peak of Bree's enormous melons of biceps stretched her tight skin ridiculously and dangerously, with an impossible second bulge atop the base level of multiple thick heads of beef, to the point that all fibers of her incredible arms were visible, the skin stretched to a nearly translucent, perfectly tanned sheen encasing her impossible, mannish she-meat. She was pumped fully, gigantic and shredded, her body thicker, wider, more extremely, densely built than merely two weeks before, and I knew instantly by her condition and sexual hunger that a workout and 'roid-fillup had not been too long in Sarah's past. Olga Riker answered Sheila said into her phone; "Dr. My girlfriend then shifted a bit behind the teenaged goddess, moving to concentrate on just one of her bulging biceps heads. Even with their concession, I, after some reluctance, knew that they had taken the ultimate advantage over me, with Sarah obviously explaining to her trainer and fellow musclegirl-in-arms about my extreme, all-consuming fetish for female muscle. I didn't know who she was addressing, and frankly couldnt've cared any less. Olga Riker Olga Riker to remove half of both Darlene's and Sheila's brains which were already badly deteriorating from within both women's brains from their heavy crack usage, and replace the missing half of both Darlene's and Sheila's brains with a small computer no larger then the other half of each woman's brain. All were overall slightly smaller to my lustful eye in comparison to Sarah's staggering, steroid-fed gluttony of paradigm shattering girl-muscles, and maybe it was just the fact that Sarah was physically there, bulging, flexing right in front of me. Some even brought yet more exotic steroids and strange cocktails of muscle-producing hormones to these sessions, which both girls accepted, had tested, of course, by Bree's friend from the gym, and inevitably injected and gobbled with little hesitation once they were proven real and not harmful. A half hour earlier when I got up I made my bed, got dressed, brushed my teeth, then headed down stairs to have breakfast with my mother before the school bus came to pick me up.
Olga Riker injected into my mother's brain stem earlier last night, by the time my mother's run and reprogramming was over that morning, she would not only be so deeply devoted and in love with me instead of Dr. Between pants she begged, "I want you now, please take me. The brain surgery required Dr. The third and final surgery Dr. By computer programming this high tech, state of the art, weightlifting equipment, it would also have a very small needle about the size of a pin on every weightlifting exercise machine, that would inject a small dosage of; "The Aryan Super Woman Serum," every fifteen minutes into a vein of whatever muscle group my mother was working out at that time on her female body. The tiny, taxed pink shirt ended on the first row of her protruding, tanned, swollen and horribly bubbled brickwork abs. Olga Riker then strapped both Darlene's and Sheila's now naked scrawny female bodies on two examination tables that sat side by side, so she could exam and then operate on both woman at the same time to complete three surgeries By doing this surgery, both Darlene and Sheila could only half think by themselves and only have a full thought when they were together. I shall do as you say. I'm also convinced that, at least at first, Bree didn't come around the apartment a lot due to some embarassment over our threesome of muscle-inspired masturbation, fucking, and voyeurism sessions. Still, we were approaching a feasability border, and I think she knew it, in fact I'm pretty sure Sarah relished the thought of my borderline fear and nearing disgust with each pound added to, every muscular brick that made up, her increasingly confusing, gender-bending, iron-edificed physique. I decided that today is going to be the first day of a brand new, more physically fit Jeannie Nelson. When they finally pulled apart she offered, "Well, I guess this is it, the moment of truth," and slowly began removing her clothing. You must go into the house and change your clothes. But while reprogramming my mother's mind through the computer chip in her brain stem, Dr. Olga Riker walked over to where both Darlene and Sheila were bothering people for money, and said in her thick German accent; "Hello ladies. The incongruity of it all hit them together, that of her being the huge muscled one and him being the proverbial 98 pound weakling. I knew for a fact that she was 'self-medicating' her volcanic, seemingly limitless libido - I had found the large blue dildo Bree had once pleasured herself with at the begginning of all this laying in random spots in the apartment over several mornings. I remembered my own manic lust of the teen muscle-queen, my brain burned with images of her sickeningly jacked, bloated, veiny and naked physique. Olga Riker herself. Am I not girlie enough for you now, David? Ooh yeah
She was pumped fully, gigantic and shredded, her body thicker, wider, more extremely, densely built than merely two weeks before, and I knew instantly by her condition and sexual hunger that a workout and 'roid-fillup had not been too long in Sarah's past. Inches from my face her alarmingly muscular ass clenched and unclenched, making the twinned bulks of her glutes flex-dance mesmerizingly. She initially was obviously hurt, enraged, and shamed herself, and we abandoned our journey and quickly returned to the apartment. As Bree began to ram the large dildo in and out of herself forcefully, making veins burst out in her slabs of rippling forearms, Sarah placed her hands on my wrists with an iron grip, bolting me to the sofa as she began to slowly buck up and down on my granite dick using just her hips. I watched in morbid outright fascination, my dick rock hard and bulging painfully against my jeans zipper, as Sarah's enormously pumped muscles swelled frighteningly, her skin creaking like stretched leather, with a sudden, horriffic, titantic flex, terrible spiderwebs of thick pumping veins exploding across the bulges of her freakshow development and accompanying another loud groan from her wide open mouth, white teeth parted, revealing the tip of her pink tongue. Her high-pitched, sweet, velvet voice on the radio did not in any way imply her massive, roided, muscular behemoth of a physique. Olga Riker replied; "Now I want you and Darlene to come right back here to Olga Riker Enterprises so you two could spend the rest of the night having another weightlifting session in the private weightlifting gym in the back. Every time I was spent, Sarah easily brought me back to iron attention by seductively, slowly posing and blowing out her mind-melting, men's championship-sized and conditioned body. The waitress returned with their coffee, and then left the two of them alone in the back booth! When Dr. And you are to keep on running mile after mile and taking those female vitamins until I tell you to stop Jeannie.
He kept saying to himself to go slow, but in his excitement that was a hopeless ideal, so in one hard thrust he buried it deep into her wetness, a union between two people who both felt like this moment would never happen to them. Sarah quickly and adeptly peeled the banana and stuffed it whole into Bree's open, keening, waiting mouth. Some even brought yet more exotic steroids and strange cocktails of muscle-producing hormones to these sessions, which both girls accepted, had tested, of course, by Bree's friend from the gym, and inevitably injected and gobbled with little hesitation once they were proven real and not harmful. The sudden feeling of cool air against my skin made me gasp a little, and I looked at the twinned masses of muscle, a bit ashamed that I was acting so girly in front of these two specimens of female muscular development. The sweet feeling of getting fucked by my bodybuilder girlfriend was enhanced by phenomenal, massaging gripping from her amazing vaginal muscles. Byron watched in awe and fascination while Ari slipped out of her dress, revealing and incredibly muscled body in a thong bikini bottom and a lycra sports bra. I actually started thinking that maybe enough was enough, that Sarah had to stop before she was a monster, something to be pointed at and ridiculed or perhaps put in a zoo for public observation. In fact I'm possibly planning in time to be the most physically fit woman in the entire United States, if not in the entire world. Both Sarah and Bree had, a few months before, taken to mixing large cocktails of super-growth hormones and now newly mixed-in prescription-grade diuretics and metabolism enhancers, to stay in a brain melting, ghastly state of vascularity and conditioning as they continued to bulk up exponentially quickly with more and more freakishly gigantic muscle mass. Sheila and I are done setting up your new home gym. Sarah and I started to slowly grow apart over the next two weeks, ironically, due to the amount of time needed for her to fulfill, hell, actually, surmount to the extreme, my fantasies. I could not help the thoughts of Bree's warning on the effect of all the steroids on her sex drive, and consequently, the increasing frequency of her sexual mastering, damn near muscle-raping, of my 'normie' body haunted me. These muscular implants which had computer chips inside would in the future control both Darlene's and Sheila's female muscle growth and female super strength, to complete whatever task Dr. Once both Darlene and Sheila were both unconscious, Dr. As she continued running mile after mile in a semi-hypnotic state of mind, Dr. Olga Riker completed on both Darlene and Sheila was plastic surgery to completely change both women's faces, so in the future anyone that knew these two crack head whores in the past, would no longer recognize them, including the police if both women had been on the run for a possible crime that they might have done in the past. When they pulled apart, each could see it in the other's eyes, it was electric for both of them. That's the way everything was now for Sarah - taken to the extreme, the edge, the absolute, first in her bodybuilding endeavours, but now in everything she did. Is that why you're pleasing your socks instead of me, after all I've done to myself, for YOU? Her high-pitched, sweet, velvet voice on the radio did not in any way imply her massive, roided, muscular behemoth of a physique. Olga Riker then dragged them one at a time to a private examination room, and after stripping both Darlene's and Sheila's scrawny female bodies naked from the old clothes they were wearing, Dr. How would you both like to make twenty dollars apiece and have a free meal at the same time? I didn't see her much to start with, as I worked nights and she was out at the gym and at 'appointments' all day, but I could tell she had grown even more mindbogglingly massive from the way the bed would creak, stiff mattress shifting and rolling ominously, whenever she entered or exited as I was in the haze of sleep. She out weighed him almost two to one, and in terms of strength, it wasn't even close, but when it came time, he took her and made her his own, and that's how it began, for these two disparate lovers. Coco Beach Estates is at least fifteen miles away from our house, and about twenty five, to thirty miles around the entire estate, AND, then it would be another fifteen miles back to our house. The sound of Bree's moan and subsequent whimpers of pain, coupled with the sight of her muscle-stuffed body, flexed to a hardness of diamonds inches from my eyes, was nearly the end of it. Growing bolder, he continued sucking, but let his hand slip to her crotch where began feeling her mound through her skimpy panties.
That little boy was right, David My eyes were invariably drawn, and I cringed a bit, as her crotch was even muscular and defined, and pulsing, quarter-inch thick veins fed the mound below the last of her freakishly razor-sharp, bubbled abdominals. He mounted her quickly, his penis immediately finding her entrance as if it were drawn by a powerful magnet. Sarah, however, got the point, pushing up powerfully, painfully, off of my wrists, dismounting my glistening manhood, and turning to face me. In the blink of an eye, Bree's hand had already savagely ripped the tiny, accurately delicate-looking thong down her thick, barrel thighs where it stuck, stretched out to it's limit, across her swollen, ham-injected quads, exposing her wet, shaven sex without a second thought to me being in the room whatsoever. Sarah, amazingly, had yet to reach any limiting plateau in her mind-bending growth, and the 'supplements' she went through by the crate now only made matters worse, or better, depending on how you looked at it. Extremely fearful but also fairly dangerously indignant, I finally opened my mouth as I felt the situation spinning quickly out of my control. Just as I was thinking to myself and trying to figure out if my mother was heading towards a nervous breakdown, I heard the horn of the school bus beeping to pick me up A light sheen of sweat appeared on her rumbling back beneath the straining corset and naked glutes, accentuating the muscles that writhed under her tight skin. After injecting Sarah with ridiculous amounts of hormones, steroids, and God knew what other body-building substances provided by a quick visit from Bree, I could hardly move the next day, calling in sick to work even, for the fruits of the muscle-sex-orgy of that evening, which lasted an insane, nearing unbearable amount of time. Several weeks of brutal, unimaginably heavy training and copious amounts of physique-enhancing drugs were quickly transforming my muscle-lusting girlfriend into a beast, a true living freak of nature, and I revelled, greedily, in the thoughts of her becoming even more massive and muscular. Bree and Sarah dug in to their new 'profession' with enthusiastic fervor.
I didn't see her much to start with, as I worked nights and she was out at the gym and at 'appointments' all day, but I could tell she had grown even more mindbogglingly massive from the way the bed would creak, stiff mattress shifting and rolling ominously, whenever she entered or exited as I was in the haze of sleep. I'm also convinced that, at least at first, Bree didn't come around the apartment a lot due to some embarassment over our threesome of muscle-inspired masturbation, fucking, and voyeurism sessions. Olga Riker out the east exit of the bus terminal and directly to the car In a tiny black panties and bra, her muscles exploded from her smallish joints, forming building blocks for her mountainous body - she had gotten HUGE since I had last seen her, and that had only been a week or two before - she was literally stuffed with hard, bulging muscle everwhere, her hips indiscernable in the mounds of meat, her swollen, waffled stomach and bulging lower back thickening her profile so she was an amazingly thick, meaty stump of muscle mass. Her small, quarter-inch nipples were like warm bullets in the small of my back. Sarah's head was just visible from my vantage over Bree's other massive shoulder, both of her hands groping and feeling the bulging biceps of the young freak of nature. Sarah gasped for air, inhaling deeply, yet not wasting any time as her tongue had just left Bree's now glistening pectoral mountain and was now running down the vein-splashed cobblestones of the teen's thick, muscle-stuffed stomach. I need the two of you to get even bigger and stronger to help me with the next phase of Jeannie's Muscular Aryan Super Woman Transformation. It's late and I better get inside. After hungrily eating a third of their Chinese meals, both Darlene and Sheila started feeling slightly dizzy, just a second before they both passed out completely. Her moist clam was both easily visible and accessible, and I slowly, carefully stuffed myself into her slick tightness. Much to both my intensely dark, uncontrollable, animal attraction yet simultaneous deep chagrin, Sarah had fully metamorphosed her previously curvy, overtly feminine form into that of a masculine, massive, vascular, meat-bloated muscle-beast. Olga Riker agreed as she reached into the front left pocket of her jacket and pulled out two, twenty dollar bills, and handed one each to Darlene and Sheila. A light sheen of sweat appeared on her rumbling back beneath the straining corset and naked glutes, accentuating the muscles that writhed under her tight skin. Not wanting to be found a hypocrite, and at a total and complete disadvantage due to the stretched, tiny micro-bikini she was proudly sporting on her massive, bloated body, I couldn't really argue with that, and any statement of dissent was quickly extinguished when she started posing her startlingly veiny, striated, skin-stretching muscles for me. It definitely seemed the bigger and more muscular Sarah commanded her body to become, the money increased exponentially, and I could understand. Still, the strain of not spending any time together outside of on the phone was starting to show, and we never did anything socially anymore, really, a combination of her schedule and my hesitation to endure the stares, mostly of disgust, her science-lab physique automatically generated upon sight, the darkly curious glances thrown my way for being with such a mountain of hyper-developed female muscle. Later that evening, in front of Ari's apartment building, the two of them sat in the front seat of Byron's car and necked like a couple of teenagers. Sarah returned after three hours, massively pumped and veiny, and it was like nothing had happened on the way to the store at all, but she explained her change of mindset between loud panting and grunting bouts as she rode me viciously, sweat slicking every muscular bulge and crevasse, during a raucus bout of sex late that evening that borderlined on my being raped with her decision that it was now time for her pleasure. The uber-teen's whimpering softened as she consumed the banana greedily, gobbling it maddeningly, until her moans of pain lessened to soft moans of satisfaction. After taking a drink from his can of pop, Byron asked casually, "May I ask you a personal question? My goo ran down her bulging arm muscles, and as Bree came again, groaning deeply and loudly, finally releasing her fearsome grip on the buried dildo, Sarah brought her shellacked arm upwards, flexed her thick, rounded biceps, and licked my cum from the peak of her unbelievable mountain of muscle. Another thoroughly enticing wave of full muscle-lockup caused Bree to groan again loud and long, and as Sarah returned with a banana, my eyes were lasered in on Bree's panties and quads, her thick thighs razor cut and stuffed with meat as if whole hams had been surgically inserted below the tortured strings of her bikini bottoms. My muscle-obsessed, bodybuilder girlfriend had, through tens to hundreds of gallons of chemical help, achieved the impossible dichotomy of emaciated, shredded to threads, truly massive muscularity.
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