As Debby and Arnold went outside, Amber looked out the window and saw her mother talking to her Dad and Arnold. Amber smiled knowingly as she saw Debby wave the new neighbor over for a drink. Her mother wasn’t just being neighborly; she wanted a better look at this young hunk. And like a tigress staring at a potential meal, Amber wanted something from him too.
Joe had put a shirt on, but it was a tight one and his hard, muscular physique was clearly on display. Amber looked him over from his athletic, muscular legs to his 8 pack abs to his thick chest to his broad shoulders to his bulging biceps. Smiling, Amber considered that if she were to obtain what Joe had to offer, that her clothes would not be able to handle the stress, that she should go upstairs and find some appropriate clothes to “grow” into. On the other hand, the idea that she could overwhelm her clothes gave her added level of excitement. A shock value if you will. Letting out an excited breath, Amber decided on the latter, already planning her next move. Reaching into her pocket, she texted her friend Brittney Michaels about heading over. Amber was not just interested in Brittney’s looks and assets, but the strength of her big brother Brett. He was a lineman on the college team her brother went to.
A few texts later confirmed that both Brittney and Brett were home and that Brittney would be expecting Amber in a little while. So with her moves in place, Amber walked outside with more confidence than she had ever had. The eyes of everyone but her mother’s gravitated over to her 5 foot 6 inch tight body. Even a bit hidden in her baggy t-shirt and long shorts her slender, toned muscles were quite evident. Her improved looks completed the distraction. But even as the other men gave her a surprised once over, her mother was doing her best to talk to Joe and hold his interest. Once Amber came up to them however, Joe’s attention to the conversation waned. Amber gave her best flirtatious move, cocking her hip to one side and flipping her long, full dark hair unnecessarily.
“Hello, I’m Amber. You must be the new neighbor.”
Joe swallowed momentarily while Debby frowned. Amber kept her eyes on Joe, knowing that it was upsetting her mother, but not really caring. She smiled at Joe as she gave Debby a lame excuse that she knew would annoy her mother even more.
“Mother, I believe that Dad needs you for something.”
Debby looked over at Frank who was talking to Arnold. She wasn’t convinced that Frank really wanted her, but knew that if she challenged Amber it wouldn’t look good in front of Joe. Sighing, she nodded her head.
“Thank you honey. Let me know if any of your high school friends want to come over.”
Amber nodded her head with a wry smile. Debby had made sure Joe knew she was underage. “Good one, Mom,” she thought. But Amber really didn’t care about moving in on her mother’s crush. She had other plans. Putting her hand out, she widened her smile.
“Hello, my name is Amber.”
Joe, oblivious to the mother/daughter competition, wiped his hand on his shorts and reached out to shake Amber’s outstretched hand.
“Hello, my name is Joe.”
Amber watched their hands as they met and as soon as the handshake started Amber could feel her clothes tighten as Joe’s muscular athletic physique became hers. As the quick handshake ended, Amber’s body began to bulge forward across her frame. Her gymnast legs pushed out thick quads that would be the envy of any female bodybuilder and diamond shaped calves bigger than softballs. Her tight stomach pushed out slightly as her abs quickly morphed into a solid 8-pack of rippling muscles, even as her waist line remained narrow and hidden behind her t-shirt. However, as Amber’s back and shoulders widened, immediately stressing her top to the point of rupture, the shirt pulled up high enough to expose those cleanly separated abs. Amber’s pectorals surged forward as well, putting further stress on not just her shirt, but her bra as well. With the combined expansion of her back and chest, the bra was pushed to the limit and dug uncomfortable into Amber’s sides. One quick inhale gave her relief as the bra snapped in the back even as the front remained plastered to her chest, stuck between her surging chest and her tightening t-shirt. More rips and pops occurred as shirt was now looking nearly painted on, showcasing her large, lightweight male bodybuilder upper body. Her breasts didn’t diminish, but were now looking a bit small against her wide, thick, striated pectorals.
Pulling her hand back from the shake she brought both arms up and with a sly wink at the confused Joe, pushed out a quick double bicep pose with destructive results. The sleeves tore up to her football sized shoulders as her arms now sported more muscle than Joe! Thick forearms curved down to a narrow, feminine elbow joint and back out into a killer tricep and bicep combo that most men would kill for. The bicep ballooned up over her shoulders and up her forearms, forming twin peaks of female power easily 20 inches around, peppered with feathered muscle fibers, clean bicep splits and bulging, throbbing peaks.
Releasing her flex if for nothing more than to keep her top from blowing off her body, Amber giggled at the confused Joe.
“Nice to meet you Joe. I’m sure we’ll be seeing more of each other in the future. Unfortunately, I’m heading over to a friend’s house today.”
Amber turned on her heels and headed back toward the house. She shot a glance over toward her mother with a matter of fact attitude.
“He’s all yours mom. I’m heading over to Brittney’s.”
Debby blushed as Frank gave a confused look. Both of their eyes widened as they got a quick look at Amber. What had happened to her? She looked like an Olympic athlete. A seriously buffed out Olympic athlete at that. Amber moved quickly however, and Debby pulled herself together in time.
“Call me when you get there.”
Amber waved her hand dismissively, ripping the shirt further up her side, exposing more of her muscular back. Not slowing down she headed into her room to change. She looked at the mirror and smiled, which was something she had not done in years. Most of her time in front of the mirror was to obsess over her flaws and wish that her body was different. Amber pulled her arms back up into a massive double bicep and with a harsh inhale completed the destruction of her top with several loud rips. Reaching over to her shoulder with her left hand she casually pulled off the ruined top and bra and unceremoniously dropped them to the floor, leaving her topless. She gasped at the size and musculature of her upper body. She was more muscular than all but one or two boys in school. She was sure of it. And when she peeled off her shorts, she giggled at the large, sweeping quads that jiggled as she moved, but powered into four distinct angry slabs of beef with a single tense. She rotated her small bare right foot and pushed down on her toes to pump her heart shaped, bulging calf up and down. Placing both feet on the ground she took a look at herself in the mirror again. Nude save for her panties, she looked fantastic. Curvy and muscular, she was confident that she had exceeded Pricilla’s physique even if she was 6 inches shorter. She gave a quick thought toward Jerome and her crush on him. He had said that he fancied the muscular girls like Pricilla. She smiled at that thought, wondering if she could figure out how to get those two together so she could show Pricilla up. And then steel away their best assets!
But not right now. Letting out a determined breath Amber fished around her clothes for something that would fit. She found a short blue skirt that would work well, happy enough that even though she was sporting serious muscle, her waist had actually gotten slimmer. Finding a top was a different matter. Fortunately, she liked to wear baggy shirts as night gowns and found an old Disney princess shirt. Wrinkling her nose she pulled the thick shirt over her head and struggled a bit to pull the shirt over her chest as even the extra large shirt was no match for her muscle packed upper torso. Although it was tight, it fit. Fortunately the sleeves were large too and fit her arms nicely. She bent her arm in front of her and marveled as her flexed bicep filled the sleeve. Tying the bottom into a knot to expose her blistering abs of steel, Amber slipped on a set of sparkly thongs and flipped her long dark hair over her shoulder.
Waltzing out of her room, Amber bounced down the stairs and out the front door. With a brisk walk that felt effortless, Amber reached Brittney’s house in record time. With her mind plotting, she hit the doorbell.
And when the door opened she saw.
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