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Courtney 6
🕑 Added 2023-05-30 14:00:01 +0000 UTCCourtney sauntered over to our home gym, which had expanded into something that would match any professional gym. Of course Courtney still maintained a gym membership, but I think it was more so she could freak out the normies who watched bug-eyed as she lifted massive weights none of them could hope to match.
Courtney slipped under the bar of the bench press station and wrapped her fingers around the bar. It was loaded with 315lbs, more than I had ever seen her lift. She grit her teeth and pushed. At first, nothing happened, other than her face turning red, and veins beginning to rise to the surface of her forehead. Then slowly, the bar started to rise.
Courtney huffed as I watched, slack-jawed. She brought the weight slowly down to her unbelievably thick chest, then pushed a hard, slow, steady rep. Her chest looked insane, with bulging, pulsing striations. She began grinning wildly when the weight reached the top.
With a grunt, she did another rep. Then another. Then ten. Then fifteen, moving the weight faster and faster. The muscles all across her upper torso responded, engorging, bulging, and stretching her skin. Her pecs inflated, her triceps expanded with big horse-shoe bulges, and even her shoulders thickened.
“Holy shit!” I wheezed, my cock already coming back to life.
“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Courtney hissed. Suddenly she sat up, hoisting the bar above her head. She could feel her abs contract and ripple, bulging with greater size. Her shoulders expanded out almost immediately as she hefted the big weight overhead. Then she started doing shoulder presses.
“What the fuck…” I said, flabbergasted.
Courtney laughed. Then she stood. Her thighs bulged with growth and her calves flared. She started doing thrusters, squatting down low before pushing the weight up above her head with an explosive movement. Her whole body seemed to expand, her muscles tearing and repairing faster than should be humanly possible. Her thick thighs and bulging glutes expanded. Her upper body became so packed with muscle that she looked inhuman.
After twenty reps, she dropped the weight with a huge crash.
“I’m going to need more juice,” she said, reaching for her stash. More, I thought? She just dosed, and way more than she should have. But I didn’t dare protest. She was committed, now, to becoming the biggest beast imaginable.
Then she proceeded to load two more forty-five pound lates onto the bar, bringing the weight to 405 lbs. As I gawked, she hefted the weight from the floor and pushed it overhead in a clean and jerk. Muscles cascaded across her upper body. Surging lats expanded like meat wings as her bulging pecs pulsed outward. Thick traps engorged up her neck, threatening to swallow her head.
“Oh yeah, feeling pumped!” Courtney exclaimed. Then she started doing more thrusters. Her thighs and glutes expanded audibly, her skin struggling to contain her growth. Quads and hamstrings expanded with crazy bulges. Her abs thickened further, looking like a stack of cue balls shoved under her skin.
She let the weight fall to thigh-level. Snarling, she pulled, curling the obscene amount of weight. Her biceps bulged and throbbed with growth, as sinew stacked up on her arms. Courtney finished the curl with a grunt, then let the bar fall back to her thighs. It smashed against them with a solid thwack, but Courtney barely felt it, her muscles were so dense and strong. She pulled again, doing another curl with the obscene weight. Then again, and again.
“Unbelieveable…” I said.
“I’ll show you unbelieveable,” Courtney said, loading two more forty-five pound plates on the bar. That meant the 45 lb bar was loaded with 5 plates on each side. I had never seen a bar loaded with that much weight. She stood over the 495 lbs weight and smiled madly. She gripped the bar and stood, easily dead-lifting the massive weight. Her thighs bloated further, her calves flared so much they were visible from the front. Her glutes, too, bulged, and her shoulders and lats expanded yet again.
“Watch me grow, baby!” Courtney shouted arrogantly as she cleaned the huge weight and lifted it overhead. She grunted as she did a slow, shaking thruster squat. At the bottom of the squat, she yelled, then heaved. The weight rose up as she stood, all the way above her head. When she reached the top, she roared.
I nearly fell over, startled by Courtney’s sudden vocal intensity. She laughed, feeling her muscles engorge all across her body. Still holding the weight high, she flexed her whole body. Every muscle group expanded by inches. Her pecs stacked up with muscle, the two mutant muscle-tits fighting for room on her chest. Her glutes and thighs rumbled with muscle, audibly stretching her skin. As she held the flex, her body expanded another inch.
Courtney laughed maniacally, letting the weight fall to her thighs, and she started to curl it. I watched her frozen in fear as she repeatedly curled an amount of weight that nobody should be able to curl.
She dropped the weight suddenly and curled her two huge arms. Cantaloupe-sized biceps inflated with striated sinew as huge horseshoe-shaped bulges bubbled down from her triceps. She watched them in the mirror, grinning madly.
Then she looked at me. “Look at my huge biceps! This is what a real meathead looks like!”
Then she crunched down into a side chest pose and her pecs exploded in striations and veins, bulging inches from her sternum and creating a deep, rippling groove down the middle.
“What do you think? Am I big enough?” Courtney asked.
I couldn’t speak, so I just shook my head. No, Courtney. You could never be big enough.
She grinned. “That’s right, babe. I’m going to get EVEN BIGGER.”
Comments
Dan A.
Fabulous
sven mueller
Yeah growing time is the best
