Chapter #7The bigger they are, the more she grows! by: XSP-212  Chad was working on his bench press. Perfect! She thought and began making her way there. Still not used to her new size she almost crashed into some equipment.
“Watch out BIG girl coming through!”
The people who have noticed her drop all what they were doing, captivate about what this muscles goddess was going to do. She went up behind the guy spotting Chad, almost breathing down his neck. He turns around angrily and are meet with a pair of boobs. He looks up and up, finally arriving at her face which is looking condescending down at him. He tries to speak and warn the others but then she grabs his throat, almost wrapping her hands around his whole neck. She lift him and applies pressure, he soon loses consciousness. She throws him to the sides. Chad is too busy getting ready for his lift to notice. Tiffany picks up three if the biggest plates in both hands and applies on his bar. The bar is loaded full and is visibly bending form the weights.
“OK! Lets fucking DO IT!” Chad grabs the bar oblivious to Tiffany. She helps the bar up and at lockout position she let go. It instantly falls down and smashes against his chest.
“ARGH SPOT! SPOT!! HELP!!” Chad screams squirming for air.
“Awe! Is the big bar to heavy for you CHAD!” He opens up his eyes and looks up seeing Tiffany's imposing figure towering over him.
“I mean, this is so light I could just..” Tiffany grabs the bar and lift it up with Chad, who is too scared to let go.
“Just curl it!” Tiffany start curling the bar together with chad without breaking a sweat. Chad looks on with wide eyes.
“I know what you're thinking, just how strong is this girl” Tiffany responds.
“Use that little dumb head of yours. A fully loaded bar plus you equals... Yeah pretty fucking strong, you could says I’m.” Tiffany lifts the bar overhead so that their faces are close.
“...I’m monsterly strong!”
“Oh my GOD! Get away from me!” Chad lets go of the bar and falled down hard on the ground. Tiffany looks on as he tries to crawl away. When he looks behind at her, she starts pushing upwards with force bending the bar in a U shape. When it can’t bend anymore she throws it to the side, letting it smash into some weights and machines. He and his entourage starts running, they are forced to zigzag between bars and weights machines. But Tiffany just plows right through them and slaps the big machines creating a chain reaction of destruction as they crashed into other.
“Don’t worry little boys...” She announces. “My only beef is with Chad!”
It seemed to give results as when his entourage got to the exit they all ran out but closed the door before Chad could get there.
“WHAT THE FUCK GUYS! She going to KILL ME!!” Chad start banging on the door as she takes heavy step towards him.
“OH GOD! PLEASE NO! I-I-I TAKE IT ALL BACK!!”
“Too late..” Tiffany pulls her arm back and swings it but misses on purpose, just to get him even more scared shitless. She hits the door besides his head, denting it deeply.
She grabs his neck and lifts him up. She flex her other arm.
“NOW THIS right now is a MUSCLE!! A HUGE throbbing muscles with POWER and MASS! Show me yours!” He didn’t do anything.”GRRR I SAID DO IT or I’LL BREAK YOUR NECK!!!” She increased the pressures, causing Chad face to get red. He raised he left arm up and flex as much as he could. She decreased the pressures.
“HAHAHA!! THAT'S your BEST!? A fucking wet noodle compared to ME!” She licks her lips getting turned on by how effortlessly she is dominating him. She grab his upper arm and began squeezing down, no resistance. By his face alone she could tell he was in immersed pain.
“Pffff, your muscles must be made of mush! I’m just crushing it down while you FLEX it! GOD!! You're so WEAK!” She let go of his arm, purple marks forming the outline of her hand on his arm. She grabs one of his legs and lifts him up over her. She pump him up and down a bit.
“Ugh! Not to brag but you're not even good for a workout! I can't even FEEL you!” She then throws him against a wall. His back crashes into and denting some of it. He was to out of it to register what was happening and before he knew it, her hands was again around his neck. She applies pressure and he fell unconscious. She carried him to a pull up bar and knotted his shorts to it, she left him hanging there knowing that he would scream in pain when he wakes up.
Becca enters the gym area which looks like a battleground with ripped plates and crushed machines.
“Holy gods! What did you do Tiffany?!”
“Huh? Just some fun nothing much..got my clothes?”
“Yeah, here. But you need to tell me about this later. Here’s your clothes the biggest I could find, XXXXX something, don't ask me how. Oh and Dennis wanted me to give this to you.” Becca puts down the clothes and hand her his gift, it's a canister of protein powder.
“Well, well my lucky day! Now get back to improving that gun, shoo shoo.”
“Argh, fine but please don’t do anything more please? I mean what if they find out and blames you for all this, even if it was you.” Tiffany laughs.
“They feared me before what makes you think now would be different.”
“I guess..” Becca left.
“Alright time for some shake, huh there's a letter in here.” She open it up
“Dear Tiffany. For a long time I have tried to keep this to myself but after seeing you this morning i can’t keep it hidden, I need to express my love for. WAIT WHAT THE FUCK!?”   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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