This choice: Samantha enjoys the beach with Laura while she thinks of a plan. • Go Back... Laura's comment that Samantha had a boyfriend hadn't been lost on the Asian hardbody, she was just lost in thought over what could have happened to Jason. Samantha feared that she may have pushed his transformation too far, what if he was some sort of freak that had spent his life in a cage being experimented on? What if his growth over the years had put too much strain on his heart and he was now dead? What if he was still alive out there but she simply never got to see him again? No matter the answer Samantha knew that she had to get Laura's magic phone back at some point to find the answers.
So it was these thoughts that were swirling around in her head when Laura said, "You know I'm pretty sure that Eric and Alan should be finishing up their routines about now. We should head on down and check out their hard work." It took Samantha a long time to put together that one of those names was likely the supposed boyfriend that Laura had mentioned earlier.
"Uh, sure." Samantha turned from the window to face Laura who had dressed in a skimpy white bikini that was held together using the thinest of straps. Between Laura's ample curves and her swollen muscles it looked like just breathing too deeply would cause a wardrobe malfunction. The top did very little to hide Laura's perfect H cup breasts, but of course that was the point.
"Great, just lose the shorts and we can get going."
"Huh?" Samantha's natural reaction to keep her body hidden kicked in.
"Your shorts," Laura said giving Samantha a stern look," they're hiding your perfect ass. You're not leaving here until you take them off."
Suddenly Samantha remembered what she looked like now and felt a lot better about stripping down, she just hoped she was wearing something appropriate beneath her cut offs. She undid the fly slowly and breathed a quiet sigh of relief when she spotted some dark blue bikini bottoms that matched her top. She let the shorts drop to the floor and stepped out of them.
"That's more like it," Laura said with a warm smile. "You worked hard for that body, you need to show it off."
Samantha twisted to the side and took a look at her reflection in the mirror. She noticed two things: first, she was wearing a thong; second, Laura was right she had an incredible ass. Her behind was big, round, firm and just perfect in every way. She ran her hand over her tight glutes and though she was initially concerned about the revealing thong bikini she was now excited to show off her amazing body.
"Alright girl, let's go." Laura slid an arm around Samantha's shoulders and guided her out into the world.
Samantha's mind was swirling in a dozen directions at once. She was overjoyed with the attention she and Laura were getting as they walked across the sand. Heads turned everywhere and though Samantha knew that a vast majority of the looks were aimed at her amazonic friend she knew she was getting a handful of the attention herself. This joy, however was overshadowed by thoughts of Jason and her need to figure out if she'd ruined his life or not. Then, occasionally, she'd remember that they were going to see a couple of guys named Eric and Alan. Who were they? Was one of them her boyfriend? This thought terrified her the most since she had no idea who this person could be, what if she had to be alone or even intimate with this stranger?
Eric was a somewhat familiar name. One of Laura's brother's friends was named Eric. He was a bodybuilder that Laura had a crush on so it stood to reason that in this reality the two could be a couple.But who was Alan? The only Alan Samantha could think of was a portly Japanese kid that she'd spoken to once or twice in high school. He was nice enough, she supposed, but Jason...
After a nice walk across the beach Laura led them to the outdoor gym that was cordoned off right on the sand. This was typically the sort of place that only the biggest and baddest bodybuilders hung out. Samantha and Laura would frequently drool over the buff hunks that hung out there but always from afar, now they stood right up against the railing getting a good look at all the beef on display. To her surprise several of the men actually greeted Laura and Samantha by first name, they were actually known among this group!
That's when Samantha noticed something strange about the bodybuilders in attendance: across the board they were enormous. Usually only the largest guys looked like they could compete professionally but now every single guy not only looked like they could be Mr. Olympia they were bigger than any Mr. Olympia in history, and by a fair margin. Looking around Samantha decided that even the smallest guy she could find was easily 250 pounds and ripped to shreds. The average looked to be 300 pounds with the bigger guys probably around 350. What she didn't realize was this increase in size was directly related to the changes she'd made. Tom Sullivan's supplements and drugs had flooded the underground scene and changed the entire bodybuilding industry. Men and women all over the world were bigger and stronger than they'd ever been.
"Hey Lulu!" The voice was familiar and Samantha turned to find Greg approaching. "And Sam, it's good to see you."
The Greg that Samantha knew was a muscular 225 pounds but this guy was something else all together. Giant tree trunk thighs as big around as her chest were wrapped in lycra pants and pumped as he walked towards them his quads seemingly devouring his knees, his pecs protruded out beyond his chin and were stuffed into a shirt that was intentionally too small and already small holes were appearing along the seams, and his arms were among the biggest Samantha had ever seen and they weren't even flexed.
Laura lit up at Greg's arrival. "Hey! Lookin' swole, big bro. Whatcha working on today?"
Greg grinned. "Today is arms day. What do you think?" He raised a pumped up arm and flexed. His bicep hardened into a 26 inch mass caught in a net of pulsing veins.
"Wow," Samantha said instinctively.
"Thanks, Sam!" Greg said with a laugh. "I'm pretty sure your boy is just about done with his last set. There he is over there with Eric."
Samantha turned her attention to where Greg was pointing and saw Eric standing at the bench press spotting someone. Her breath caught in her throat: Eric was even bigger than Greg! As she watched as the man laying on the bench took the weight bar, loaded with an obscene number of plates, off of the rack. Slowly it descended then rose again. She couldn't see the person Eric was spotting but she could tell his chest and arms were massive. This must be the mysterious Alan. Over and over again the bar lowered then rose until the giant's shaky arms nearly gave out. Eric put his hands on Alan's elbows and spoke some words of encouragement which must have worked because the bar, once stalled, rose one last time.
The big man racked the bar and sat up. Yep, the face was that of the Alan that Samantha remembered from school but just like Eric this guy somehow carried more muscle than the titanic Greg. It didn't hurt that both men were shorter than Greg which made their awesome mass look even bigger stuffed onto a smaller frame. The pair spotted Laura and Samantha and came over. They both climbed over the railing and stood on the sand with the girls.
"It's so nice to see you," Laura said to Eric's pecs as the monster of a man wrapped his arms around her waist pulling his lady close. It wasn't easy to do since Laura was a good 7 inches taller than Eric.
"My eyes are up here," Eric said.
"I've made my choice," Laura joked pawing at his pumped chest.
Samantha was watching this exchange so she was surprised when Alan approached her from behind and grabbed her ass firmly with both hands. She jumped and made to step away but an instant later she found herself wrapped up in a pair of the most powerful arms she'd ever felt. Then Alan's mouth was at her ear giving her lobe a little tickle with his tongue. She'd never had anyone do this before and a wave of pleasure radiated out as she discovered that this was something that she loved. She tilted her head towards his mouth hoping to goad him further but he stopped.
"How's it going, baby?" Alan asked.
"Uh, I'm good. How are you?" Samantha realized that Alan was only about 5' 5" which was nice since she herself was so short.
"I'm good." Then Alan's voice dropped to a whisper: "I just started a new cycle so not only am I crazy pumped I'm super horny." He pressed his crotch against her butt and she could feel a sizable bulge. "Maybe you could help me out with that problem."
Samantha was conflicted. On the one had this guy was practically a stranger but at the same time she was getting turned on. Then again they were a couple, right? She should play along and perhaps she would find the grove of their relationship. But then she remembered Jason and Laura's phone. She couldn't just leave without making an attempt to fix things. But was it wrong to have a little fun?
- - -
Several miles up the beach on his hidden compound Jason still sat pool side while Heather, a 5' 7" blonde hardbody, knelt at his feet between his enormous legs. She had just removed his shorts and was gripping his big fat cock. She gave it a few slow pumps and watched as it transformed into a 20 inch long steel rod. She grinned at the huge pole and began ferociously devouring it, bitting, sucking, slapping, stroking, and pumping away.
Jason grunted with satisfaction then turned to Alex, a petite girl with big round breasts and wide hips, who was rubbing oil on his shoulders and back. He picked her up off the ground with complete ease and lay back in his big padded chair. He set Alex down atop his own face and began using his powerful tongue to pleasure her. Within seconds he had her at orgasm.
Two more unseen girls began pawing at his beefy body and all Jason could think was: This is the life.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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