Once the picture was snapped, unknown to Dennis, reality took a turn. His thoughts of Kristen with bulging muscles were implanted on this plane of existence and events changed to catch up to the desire.
The Kristen who liked to party was replaced with one who had recently grown an affinity for lifting weights. After putting on the weight her freshman year, Kristen was determined to remedy the situation during the summer break. Somehow knowing that Dennis, her secret crush, would be more enticed if she were a more fit. And once she started lifting weights and working out, she was hooked. The fat soon melted away and the muscles started popping up all over the place. And since this was a Dennis fantasy turned to reality, she didn’t just stop there. The fitness center she started at with the bikes and machines was soon replaced by the hard core free weight area.
The big men in the free weight area were either dismissive or lustful toward this cute, 19 year old little trumpet, but once they saw her start lifting, they took a different notice. Her progression was phenomenal. No, it was scary. Damn scary. Nobody should be able to grow muscles so quickly. No-one, especially an average 5 foot 7 teen-age girl, should be able to become so strong, so fast. Kristen’s initial nervousness around the big men was soon replaced with confidence as she saw her gains outstrip theirs and her lifts and muscles quickly surpass every woman around. And the more she lifted, the stronger she became. Kristen was even driving to catch up to those big men she was once afraid of. She eyed their records, even though they should be unrealistic goals.
By the time August rolled around, her lifts were not just besting the females in the gym, but nearing every female record in the book. Her muscles bulged to new heights seemingly every day. And when she headed back to school, the once pudgy freshman girl was returning as a pumped up bodybuilding sophomore with the strength to challenge the football players, the curves to better the cheerleaders, and the body to impress her secret crush.
So when Kristen removed her sweat pants, the fat laden thighs from three months previous were replaced with muscle bulging, rippling quads of steel, flexing up bigger than any female bodybuilder Dennis had seen on the web. The fact that she only had on her panties didn’t seem to bother her in the least. And as she kicked the sweats to the side with her bare feet, she glanced at Dennis and his rising boner.
“Yeah, I was hiding my real progress from you. From everyone, I guess. I mean, who would believe I did this in only three months on my own with no steroids. But fortunately, it appears to you like what you see. So all of this hard work was worth it!”
Now smiling, Kristen pushed out her right leg and tensed the magnificent muscles into shapely, massive mounds of female beef. Her calf flared out into a huge heart shaped mass that literally pulsed as she tensed it, consolidating the muscle into an incredible ball of power over 20 inches around. Her quads were rippling, cut slabs of dense muscle, shivering and pounding forth with imposing detail. Looking up from her leg back to Dennis, she chuckled softly.
“Turns out this body is a female muscle building machine. I added more nasty mass in a couple of months than it would take any one else years and years to achieve. And even more impressive is that my strength increased even faster. I can out dead lift and out squat any woman I’ve run across with these monsters! I was starting to worry the men in the gym. I suppose they were happy to see me come back to school.”
As she released her tensed and untensed her massive quads of steel, Dennis glanced over at the spot where the 5 pound pink bar bells used to lie. The area had been cleared and replaced with hand weights capable of holding hundreds of pounds! Had he done this with the picture? Was this the camera’s doing? What else was in store for him? He didn’t have long to answer as Kristen slid her feminine hands up her quaking thighs, around to her spherical muscled up glutes and up to grip the bottom of her sweat shirt. Kristen gave Dennis a wink to pull his eyes firmly on her hands while his erection pressed forward even harder.
“But now that I am back, I can give you the full view of the fruits of my labor. Get ready for an even bigger jolt.”
As Kristen pulled up her sweat shirt, the first thing evident was the narrow, incredibly muscled mid-section sectioned into a 10-pack of deeply cut, petrified abs of granite and the most muscled up set of obliques Dennis had ever seen. As the sweatshirt rose further, twin mounds of muscle were exposed, barely covered by a stretchy bikini top. Once the shirt was lifted over her head, the massive upper body was on full display with her wide lats thrusting outward as if the sweatshirt was somehow containing them. And with one final tug, she pealed the sleeves off and tossed the sweatshirt on her bed.
Kristen smiled and Dennis went weak in the knees. “And even more than my legs, my upper body became a pumped up mass of steel hard girl muscles! I can bench press 600 pounds without breaking a sweat! I can flex up enough muscle to knock out a grown man. Because this chest is pure muscle! Don’t ask me how my boobs became muscle, but these bulging pecs are big, bad and really, really strong!”
Flexing her upper body in a quick crab, her massive chest inflated further, pushing the twin volleyball sized mounds of muscle further out and up as striations rippled across her pectorals in a garish display of incredible pumped up female fury. Her nipples, exposed to the cooler air, rose up like thimbles, pushing the strained bra further away from her silky skin and exposing nine inches of dangerous, shredded, muscle cleavage. Giggling at the sight of Dennis’s open mouth and glazed eyes, Kristen pulled her arms to her sides and shifted her stance, causing her lats to flare and her bulging shoulders and traps to dance.
“And to top it all off, my arms are by far my best feature. By the time I left for school, there wasn’t a woman in the gym who could curl as much as me. Hell, even most of the men where afraid to work arms with me, because every day my biceps seemed to grow stronger. Every day these jacked up angry monsters grew larger and denser! Just check them out now!”
As Kristen brought her arms up, the muscles inflated even more than Dennis had thought she would be capable of. The thick forearms swelled to six imposing inches wide. Her ridged triceps ballooned and dipped low with a deep, intimidating muscle belly. And just like in Dennis’s best wet dream, Kristen’s bicep grew, inflated and pushed out in every direction with rock hard, vein engorged un-real girl muscle that stretched her skin like saran rap, exposing every detail of the mountainous, Herculean muscle flexed up like a volcano ready to blow! The deep bicep split roared across her mighty muscles like the Grand Canyon and her peak quivered and pulsed as though it were aching to grow even bigger and press ever higher. Dennis now swore he could hear her muscle fibers expand, multiply and pulse with every heart beat! Kristen could feel herself grow stronger as she held the flex as though she were powered by some unseen force, driving her to newfound levels of superiority.
Kristen, sensing Dennis lustful stare at her incredible bicep, flexed even harder, willing more strength and size into her already petrified, distended, gigantic muscles. Kristen groaned orgasmically, as she sensed her muscle expand to her desire.
“Mmmmmmmmfffffffff. My biceps are sooooo big and soooooo hard and soooooo strong! My biceps expand recklessly every time I flex them. These boulders of female might grow bigger every time I pump them. These super powered muscles are alive with strength and pounding with power!”
Pumping her biceps are few more times, the peak pulsed and crackled and pushed up higher as worm like muscle fibers continued to multiply and ripple up the sides, forcing her forearm further back and her football sized shoulder up as her bicep expanded in every direction until it looked as though her gigantic muscles would burst through her skin! Tilting her head back, Kristen squeezed one more mighty flex out and shuddered as the peak shot up another inch, blasting her ferocious muscles a full two inches bigger! With just the power of her flexing, Kristen was now sporting 24 inch biceps! Twin mountains of pure female brawn!
“YEAH!”
“HELL YEAH!”
“Every man around campus can suck on these babies! These teen-age girl biceps are the biggest, hardest, strongest arms around!”
Dennis had propped himself against the wall and came as she yelled with her own orgasm. Kristen finally released her flex, but she wasn’t done. Shaking her arm, to loosen the strained muscles, she turned toward the weights and piled every disk on the bar. It looked ridiculous as it was so full. So filled with own muscle lust orgy, she overestimated her strength and grunted with disappointment as she couldn’t lift the weight with just one arm. But as Dennis steadied himself, he instinctively reached for the camera.
“Holy crap, Kristen, I can’t believe you just did that!”
Staring with a hint of anger at the 1000 pound bar setting in the corner, Kristen looked back up and grinned.
“Neither can I! It was the most incredible feeling I have ever felt! I knew I was growing stronger more quickly, but never like that. I was in some type of muscle lust zone, thinking my strength had multiplied to super human levels. Guess that was just a dream.”
Kristen looked back at the weight for a moment, knowing she would have to take most of the weight off if she wanted to perform a curl. Dennis pulled the camera back up.
“Still nervous about taking a picture now?”
Kristen smiled with confidence. “Hell no! I can’t wait to send this off to the guys from the gym back home.” Licking her lips seductively, she looked down at the stain on Dennis’s jeans. “But better yet, I can’t wait to have you explore my rock hard muscles Dennis. I’ve been thinking about that all summer. And now we can!”
As she brought her arms back up, Kristen flexed her muscles into the incredible wall of rippling mass with the seemingly impossible womanly curves. He too couldn’t wait to explore the hills and valleys of her perfect body. Glancing at the bar filled with weights, Dennis also imagined Kristen being able to curl that much weight. And Kelsey too! If Kristen had been using the weights, could she be as big, or even bigger! Maybe it was Kelsey who could curl that much weight. Or even more. Seeing as Kelsey was 5 foot tall and slight, this fantasy was even wider than the one being painted with Kristen. As Kristen smiled, Dennis did the same. And with several thoughts running through his head, Dennis snapped the picture. And as he pulled it down.
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