Amanda glanced around again and was sure no one was around. With only the slightest hesitation she turned the gun on herself and pulled the trigger.

"Whoa," she gasped at the sudden, intense jolt that shook her body. Every fiber of her body felt like it was vibrating with energy for a split second and then stopped. "Whoa," she said again looking at the gun with a mix of fear and awe. Her skin was flushed and hot to the touch. A sheen of sweat was slick beneath her fingertips and she gasped as her muscles tensed and vibrated again, harder and longer this time. She grunted at the sensation and watched as her arms began to visibly thicken. "Huh," she grunted again as her muscles tensed and twitched yet again. Her tank top became untucked from her shorts as her chest grew thicker. Her breasts were pushing outwards, two distinct mounds beneath her now tight shirt, layers of muscle forming under them, making them flare outward from her chest even more dramatically. Her traps rose up, lifting her shirt a little higher and her delts added to the triangle shape of her back as they rounded outward from her shoulders. The shaking, tension and even the growth seemed to stop and Amanda stood there with her mouth open as she surveyed her bodies changes. Even her lower body looked amazing, her legs were now thick and curvy, she could flex them and SEE the muscle moving beneath the skin. Her shorts hugged her new curves tightly and she was ecstatic at the changes. She looked like a buff fitness model, she was hot.

"Oh my god, this is so awesome," she whispered to herself as she looked guiltily around. Still no one in sight. "Oh my god," she gasped as another much fiercer and far more intense spasm wracked her body. "AaaaaaahhHHHH," she moaned as she felt the heat rolling off of her own body. Growing much faster this time her muscles swelled dramatically. Her bra dug painfully into her skin as her breasts began to overflow the small cups and her lats flared outward. She ran her hands across the burning skin of her stomach and felt her abs like cobblestones beneath her fingers. Her tank top was now barely covering her breasts and the ribbed fabric was showing serious strain as her bra finally let go with a loud crack. Sweat was pouring down her face and she grit her teeth at the pain as the circulation in her legs was being cut off as they grew far thicker than her shorts were meant to handle. When the seams finally began to give way and her thighs exploded through the fabric she gasped with relief. She was trembling when this growth spurt was finally over, her breath coming in short gasps. She experimentally balled her fist and raised it, watching as her bicep formed a mountainous peak of at least 20 inches in diameter. Were any female bodybuilders even this big? "Oh no, not again," she whispered to herself as she could feel another growth spurt building.

The layer of sweat that coated her body turned to steam and once she caught her breath she roared, trying to give voice to the overwhelming feeling of power her body was engorged with. Her legs grew even thicker. Insanely thick. The individual muscle fibers seemed to jump and twitch and thicken. The seams on her shorts seperated loudly, not just an inch or two above her knee but all the way up to the waistband on either side. Amanda grimaced as her ass swelled, pulling the crotch of her shorts in painfully tight until even that gave way and the remains of her shorts dangled from her waist like a tattered loincloth. Her panties were lost in between the impressive curves of her ass like a thong. Her calves were becoming dramatically diamond shaped and her socks seperated and fell away. She roared again, low and deep in her throat, a powerful growling sound as her tank top began to tear. First a small tear appeared right between her breasts as they swelled outward, both the breast tissue and the powerful chest muscles beneath becoming thicker and more pronounced. Then tears appeared at the sides, the material giving way around her lats. Her enormous delts continued to grow and the shirt ripped as it could no longer competely encirle her arms. Soon her immense torso and breasts were merely covered by scattered strips of cloth, all that remained of her ruined shirt. Her arms were so thick she could barely hold them straight down at her side even with effort and once this growth spurt was complete she once again formed a fist with her hand. Amanda admired the mammoth horseshoe shape of her tricep with a feral grin. Then she slowly raised her fist, her grin growing wider as a truly monsterous peak of rock hard muscle appeared before her eyes, edging upward. Higher, and higher, the vein stood out like a fire hose as she tensed the muscle and bared her teeth in a wolfish smile as the peak finally stopped rising. Woman bodbuilder? She was bigger than any MALE bodybuilder could ever dream of becoming. She thought briefly of putting on her brothers shirt to cover up but she hefted her breasts with a smirk and dimissed the idea.

What was she going to do?