"Well, I take it that this", she shook the gun slightly in her right hand, "is the reason for this?" She finished by pointing at her monstrous body.

Stacy experimentally tried flexing her gigantic pec's and let out a small gasp as the muscle's in her chest responded by growing at least another 30". She brought her hand up to caress her left breast, not only wanting to see her incredibly ripped upper body, but also wanting to feel every little striation.

She signed pleasantly as her hand felt the steely hardness of her breasts and moaned as her fingers brushed against her hardening nipple. Wanting to explorer her new body further she closed her eyes and let her hand glide down to her stomach. An almost giddy smile formed on Stacy's face as she felt her cut 8-pack along with the hundreds of oblique muscle's on each side. Not letting her hand linger for very long she began to turn her attention to her backside.

Getting a good grip on her ass, Stacy squeezed as hard as she could. She felt like she was trying to compress a cannonball with her old smaller body and non-existing muscles. She giggled slightly as she flexed her gluts and felt her ridiculous huge muscles rippled underneath her delicate hand.

Hearing a small choking-sound she opened her eyes again and remembered that she was still standing totally nude in front of her children and her son’s girlfriend. All three of them were starring at her wide-eyed and with their mouths hanging open. Feeling proud and excited about her new figure she finished her little “show” by gliding her left hand back upward across her brick-like abs, her steely breast and finished with a magnificent biceps-flex.

Revelling in the looks of awe and fear of her audience she watched as her arm-muscle grew to impossible highs, her shredded biceps peaking out at 1,5 feet circumference. Still bending her arm as far as she could Stacy then turned her sensual gaze toward the teens.

“So, who wants to tell me what was going on before I came here?”, she said, her voice hard and her face set in stern frown.

Robert immediately jump on the chance to get his sister in trouble and began retelling the story in his favor, coincidentally leaving out a few of the details regarding Jess and him.
Stacy calmly listened to the explanation before turning to Amanda and hearing her version of the events with Jess standing in the background strangely quit.

“So I’ve heard both of your tales. But unfortunately for you I already came to a conclusion of what exactly happened here. And Amanda just now confirmed my theory.” Stacy slowly made her way forward, her calves and thighs exploding with diamond-cut muscle with every step she took which captured the . Stopping in front of the still hugely muscled Robert she put her hand underneath his chin and turned his head upward so that he look Stacy in the eyes instead of her muscle-breasts. She could clearly see the fear in his normally confident eyes.

“You lied to me Robert. And you know that I don’t like it when my children lie to me. So, to prevent this from happening again I have to punish you. “, Stacy said with a mocking look of sadness. Then without warning she pointed the gun, which she secretly set on shrinking when all three of the where focused on her enormous legs, on her son and fired.

With a satisfied look on her beautiful face Robert’s mother watched as her son shrunk down to the size of one of those computer-geeks he always bullied in school.

Ignoring the fearful Robert who crawled backward into the farthest corner of the room, Stacy turned her piercing gaze to the quit Jess who still had a look of awe and even a little bit of lust on her face and her daughter Amanda who looked at her with hopeful eyes and silently hoping to be rewarded by the muscular goddess that her mother had become.

Stacy smirked began to caress the gun in her hand.

“Now what do I do with you two?”