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Rachel v. Tanya pt 3
🕑 Added 2020-11-03 15:00:00 +0000 UTC
Rachel kept her word and stuffed herself with every supplement, growth hormone, and steroid she could get her hands on. She also stuffed herself with protein, gorging on meat, eggs, and whey any chance she got.
Her body absorbed it all and grew. She was now more muscular than she could have imagined, tipping the scales at 225 lbs of rippling mass. Her traps were so big that it looked like she had no neck. Her lats were so wide and thick that she looked wider than she was tall. Her pecs were two huge, striated masses of meat, without an ounce of breast tissue. Her abdominal wall was a thick stack of eight bloated pool cues, covered in rippling veins. She had obliques that looked like thick, blocky love handles and gave her mid section a barrel shape. Her thighs were thicker than most men’s waists and her calves jutted out like bulging heart-shaped softballs.
“Look at what I’ve become,” she growled into the mirror, admiring her freaky muscles. Her voice was a gravel baritone now, and was just as intimidating as the rest of her. She was topless - she had no need for a bra with her massive, rock-hard pecs.
She flexed her pecs, first the left, then the right, and each split and separated into two distinct bulges, an upper and a lower. She had a groove between them three inches deep, and they each rippled with striations. She grunted and flexed them both, sending her erect, shot-glass-sized nipples pointing straight at the floor. Thick blue veins engorged across her alien pectorals and squirmed like angry worms burrowing under her skin.
Then her eyes went downward, to her briefs, where something was stretching the fabric over the area of her crotch. She licked her lips, taking notice of the thick, hose-like veins traveling from her legs and abs underneath the thin cotton briefs.
Rachel chuckled. “Oh yeah, baby, I’ve been juicing so much, it’s made me bigger all over!” she cried, bucking her hips. Stitches in the briefs tore as the mound at her crotch swelled suddenly.
Her hands grasped her rock-hard pecs and squeezed, and she flexed down her abs, causing a cascade of muscular sinew to travel down toward her crotch. It bulged bigger and tears started forming along the sides of her briefs.
“I’m so fucking JACKED!” Rachel rasped. “It’s got me so fucking HORNY!” she cried, bucking her hips again. Her briefs could take no more and they tore off. A thick, gnarled appendage sprang out and slapped against her abs. Below it hung two veiny nuts the size of golf balls.
“I’ll show that bitch Tanya who has the balls NOW!” she laughed maniacally as she proudly jacked off her massive she-cock.
“Ungh,” she moaned, her she-cock exploding onto the mirror as she got off on the sight of her own hyper-masculinity.
Rachel got to the gym early and started curling 95lb dumbells, pumping rep after rep, watching her biceps contract and bulge with power. She gritted her teeth, feeling the burning sensation but pushing through it, willing them larger.
“Fuck yeah,” she hissed, “grow!”
Her top was a cut-off wife beater that looked stretched to capacity with all her bulging mass. Her sweat made it look nearly translucent, and you could see the bulging veins of her chest and back muscles through it as they engorged from the effort of her work out.
Her abs were completely exposed as the top barely covered the bottoms of her toaster-sized pecs. They were thick and striated, like a stack of softballs shoved in her abdomen. Fist-sized obliques jutted from her sides.
Her thighs were thicker than her waist, with gnarled mutant protrusions of muscle hanging over her knees. Her calves were bloated and striated with separation, like two softballs shoved into each lower leg.
Her glutes, covered with a skin-tight white lycra bottom, bulged with ominous vascularity. They weren’t round. They were an angular mass of blocky, alien-looking muscle that threatened to tear through her bottoms.
Her upper body vibrated with effort as she grunted, nearly shouting, at her last rep. “FIFTY!” she hissed, then dropped the weights with a huge bang.
“Hey fuck head, don’t drop the weights like that,” said a voice from off in the croner.
Rachel turned her head, looking over a meaty trap muscle, and grinned when she saw Tanya saunter over. She turned.
Tanya stopped in her tracks, shocked at the sight of her hyper-muscularity. Her brain struggled to process toaster-sized pecs with inches-deep cleavage nearly bursting her top, traps that looked like hams shoved into her bull neck and nearly reaching her ears. But when he noticed the massive bulge beneath her skin-tight lycra bottoms, her jaw dropped.
“Fuck head, huh?” Rachel rasped, her voice octaves deeper than she remembered.
“Rachel?” Tanya gasped. “Is that you?”
Rachel laughed a deep, masculine chuckle. “Oh yeah, baby. What do you think?” Then she flexed into a double bicep pose. Her biceps rose half way up her arms, almost impossibly, looking the size of footballs. They were striated mounds covered in veins, like a squirming pile of worms they rose and engorged. A baseball-sized protrusion rose from the huge pile, twitching like an erection.
Those biceps weren’t just bigger than hers. They were bigger than anyones. They looked inhuman. She was a mutant!
“Yeah baby, I’m a freak. And we’re just getting started!” Then she rested her fists on her jutting obliques as she spread her lats. They inflated like meat wings, expanding outward and lifting her arms. Her top couldn’t contain them and it tore up the sides. She grit her teeth and flexed her chest, and her toaster-sized pecs blasted outward, tearing right through the front of her overburdened top. Bullet-hard nipples pointed downward as stacks of striated meat piled up on her chest, nearly reaching her chin. He could see a few coarse hairs sprouting, forming a line of fur that led down her abs toward her crotch.
Tanya blinked. “You’re… huge…”
Rachel threw her head back and laughed throatily. “Huge? I’m fucking gigangitc!”
Then she crunched down into a most muscular pose. Her jutting pecs and freakish biceps slammed into eachother with a slap. Massive shelves of trap muscles bulged up to her ears. Her thighs bloated, tearing the sides of her bottoms. Then she bucked her hips.
The mound at her mid section exploded with growth. A huge erection, over ten inches, blew up, and a sack of golf-ball sized testicles bounced out.
Tanya was confused. She had literally grown balls! How was that possible?
Rachel licked her lips. “Not bad for a girl, eh?” she said, flexing her cock, causing it to buck.
“I… uh…” Tanya stammered.
Rachel chuckled. “Check the sack,” she said, reaching down and squeezing it with one hand. The pressure felt good on her large nut sack. “I don’t even need the supplements anymore. These fuckers produce enough juice to keep me more manned up than you’ll ever be!”
Tanya shook her head. “That’s freaky!”
“Oh so freaky!” Rachel echoed, flexing her pecs and rolling her abs to punctuate the statement with freaky vascularity.
“It can’t be real…” Tanya said weakly.
“Shut up, weakling!” Rachel replied. Then she grabbed Tanya’s head with one hand and her chin with the other, forced her mouth open, and shoved her huge she-cock into it. Tanya gagged as Rachel bucked her hips, fucking her face. Tanya moaned and tried to push her away but she was so much stronger than her that she had no chance.
“Ungh, fuck!” Rachel grunted. “You thought I couldn’t get any bigger, but now look, bitch!” she said, not pausing her thrusting, “I’m bigger,” she said with a thrust, “huger!” with another thrust “MORE JACKED!” she thrusted again, “THAN YOU COULD EVER HOPE TO BE!”
Rachel blasted cum down Tanya’s throat, releasing her head and flexing into a most muscular. Her cock head bulged, holding Tanya’s head in place as spurt after spurt pumped down her throat. When she was finally done, she withdrew her cock with a slop. It slapped down against her hypertrophied thigh.
Tanya coughed, doubled over. Rachel sneered down at her. “And I’m not done yet, bitch. I’m going to get even bigger!”
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KingLeonidas
Part 4 please?
