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Drain-o-Max (Paid Post #3)
🕑 Added 2022-09-30 05:09:06 +0000 UTCYour girlfriend stepped into the gym with you. “I don't know about this,” she muttered as she rubbed the sleeves of her tight under armor shirt. You were surprised she found one small enough to be form fitting around her noodle arms. “Are you sure people aren't going to laugh at me? I'm not a fan of being the center of attention.”
You try to let her know that that's just a harmful stereotype in TV and media, most people in the gym are just there to work out. Her shoulders relaxed and you saw her posture change like a giant weight had been lifted off of her. You both walked in and found the gym to be pretty full. She started to shrink again and you wrapped your arm around her shoulder. She felt absolutely frail in your palm. But you had an idea.
You pushed her over into a corner and handed her her phone. She looked at the app you had opened up for her. “Drain-o-max? What's this?” You asked her to just trust you and if she should feel bad at all about any part of her body, she can just select it on the app and it will show her what she would look like after 3 months of working out.
She fiddled with the app some and noticed that the only reference it had was a bland female outline. “I mean this just shows me what this cartoon would look like in 3 months, but what about- oh wait! Hang on! There's an option here. Gimme a moment!” She ran into the locker room and you waited by the weights for what seemed like forever. She ran back out still swiping all over the phone.
“Sorry.” she said. “According to this app I have to take pictures of myself first before it can show me what I'll look like. And I didn't want to look like some idiot taking selfies in front of everyone. But there's something else though. It says that in order to morph the pics correctly I need pics of muscle to compare or something.”
Just as you're starting to get confused a massive dude bro just shoves his way between the two of you, shoving you aside. “Hey!” she yelped as her phone slipped out of her hand and she had to grab it with both her hands snapping a pic of the asshole.
“Outta the way punies! I just took my pre-workout and no one's getting in my way.” It was like he hardly even noticed you two. You were just a couple of saloon doors on the way to a squat rack.
“Try not to let it get to you.” you tried to calm your girl down. “One asshole's not going to ruin our workout right?”
She breathed and shook herself out, “right” You helped her over to the free weights and had her pick up the 5 pounders. “Really? Am I really that weak?” You explained to her that everyone was that weak once, and everyone has to start somewhere. “you're right,” she sighed and picked up the fives as another woman walked up to the rack, didn't even look at you and your girl, and picked up the 30's and warmed up some overhead presses. “Wow look at her!” your girl stared at her in a longing way. Especially the way her shoulders pumped as the weights went up and down.
She opened up the app looking over her pics, “3 months, hmmm” She hit the little button and a rush went through her body. You watched as she kind of buckled and gripped her knees. You watched her shoulders pop and swell, not much but just enough to stretch the fabric of her under armor shirt. Your eyes bugged out a bit as you saw her stand back up.
“Are you OK?” you asked, genuinely concerned.
“I... Feel...” she brought her hands up and flexed her arms “GREAT!” She yelled out and the excitement she felt was almost over shadowed by a bunch of clangs and moans. You both looked over and saw that asshole from before, he was doing a bench press and all of a sudden dropped the bar on his chest. He couldn't get it back up and people had to rush over and pull it off of him.
You two watched and she looked down at the phone and back up. Her eyes popped and she grabbed your wrist. “You. Me. Locker Room. Now!” She dragged you into the women's locker room. You were surprised at how easily she almost tossed you around.
She threw you against a wall, grabbed her phone and said “Flex.”
“Wait, what?”
She slammed your back against the wall, “I said FLEX!”
You quickly brought your arms up in a flex, a little scared and so very very aroused. She snapped a quick pic of your biceps.
She looked down at her phone practically drooling, “what could I look like in 3 months?” She tapped the button and you felt a rush through your body, like the ground beneath you had just slipped away momentarily and your stomach leaped up into your chest. You both watched in amazement as her biceps grew out of her sleeves. Every little pop of every little stitch in the seems as her tight little shirt started to rip felt like it was an earthquake in your loins as it just made you harder and hornier than before. It didn't help that as she was growing she was moaning and grunting, “Yes, More! BIGGER!”
She flexed her back for you and you were blown away at how powerful it looked. She brought up her phone, “Fuck 3 months, what would I look like in 6, no, 9, no fuck that, what would I look like in a year!?” She tapped that button 4 times.
You felt that weightless feeling for a solid minute and stumbled trying to catch your balance and watched as your clothes visibly got bigger around your dwindling body. You begged and pleaded for her to stop, but she was in too much ecstasy from the growth, not a sexual ecstasy, just a thirst, and hunger for more size, more strength, more power.
“You started to whimper as you heard more ripping, more grunting, more tearing, more moaning from your girl as her shirt just fell from her swelling shoulders.
She turned and flexed her newly formed bicep for you.
“Holy shit look at this thing!” She then looked down at you, “oh my god! Sweetie! I'm sorry! I guess I got a little carried away. But you know what? I want so much more! Good thing I know exactly where to get it from now. Cause I want to feel the rest of this outfit rip off of me, don't you want to see that too?”
When you didn't immediately respond she bent over and flexed her powerful bicep in your face and nearly screamed “DON'T YOU!?”
You jumped and nodded vigorously. She giggled at you, “I think I like this whole power switch thing we have going, This is going to be so fun!”
