This choice: The Gym. | Go Back Chapter 5: The Gym. (ID #660563) an addition by: Bent ![View btetschner's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Amanda decided to go to the gym, to test out how strong she really was. What better place to test the limits of one's muscle power?
She decided that she would pay for a days membership, then just keep adding the weights until she couldn't lift anymore. Once she entered the gym, she decided to put the 45 pound plates on each side, first starting with four, which totalled about 405 lbs for bench. As she stood up, at 6'1, she noticed that many of the guys were taller than her, and almost all of the muscle men had larger than 17" biceps.
When she laid on the bench, many of the others went over to stop her, seeing how much weight there was. Even almost all of the guys had a hard time lifting it! But when she put her hands on the bar, it was light to her touch and she completed repetitions like she was only benching the bar. Everyone, was amazed, all the men and women.
One of the trainers said, "Let's see how much more you can lift, you superwoman!" He placed three more plates on each side, making the total weight 675 pounds. Amanda sighed and said "No problem," put her hands on the slightly bent bar, then pushed it up before it came down. She did ten reps very easily, then bragged "that is just not enough weight" as she felt aroused. Then she said "why don't we go outside for a real challenge" as everyone followed her through the back doorway.
She placed her hands underneath the blue Chevy pickup and then grunted as she strained her body. Picking the vehicle off the ground for a couple of seconds, it seemed heavy enough for a challenge, then set it down. All the women and men were turned on, but Amanda wanted to be stronger, much stronger, so doing vehicle lifts were not so hard.
Amanda was also a little jealous that she wasn't as muscular or as tall as the guys. One of the men stood at 6'5, and another must have had biceps that were 25 inches. She wanted to stand taller than them, to tower over them if she was to be a superhero. She needed to use the gun again.
She cranked the gun to 50% size strength, then to 60% on the main trigger, then pointed it at her stomach. The shock was enormous, and she felt her body swell up into an unbelievable amount of muscle and strength. She was bulking up greatly, her chest and thighs, biceps and shoulders expanding. She was getting much taller, going from 6'1 to 6'2, the 6'3, 6'4, 6'5, 6'7, 6'9. When the transformation was over, she stood at an unbelieable 6'11, with enormous, basketball-sized breasts. her biceps must have been 32 inches cold.
"Oh my god, I am sooo strong!" She decided to wear the superwoman outfit that was oddly in her closet, stretched it out putting it on, then walked outside to a parked bus. After putting her hands underneath it, she lifted the entire bus, then threw it up in the air. When gravity pulled it back down, she started to bend the metal. "Ahh, I love the power!" Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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