#1st STORY: [mraccount] Angela Breaks Her Record

[mraccount]

By mraccount

Background

Women’s bodybuilding was a completely different sport now that the buffgirl (as it was known to the girls who used it) series of drugs had hit the market. Nobody knew what their formula was, or who was making it for that matter. They didn’t work on men either, at all. All anyone knew was that the drugs found their way to any woman with even a passive interest in bodybuilding, somehow. The drugs caused a shift in bodybuliding as well, even the mildest form of buffgirl “”Buffgirl Lite” could make a common woman the size of a large male bodybuilder with few side effects, although the more extreme versions of the drug caused several side effects. One side effect, not caused directly by the drugs, but one still present in most users, was the obsession many girls had with growing larger muscles and working out.

One such user who felt this side effect was a regular user of ‘buffgirl medium’, female bodybuilder and pornstar Angela Salvagno.

At the gym

Angela struggled to press the massive barbell over her head, Angela had piled on more size in weeks then most could gain in months! Still, she was consumed with excitement, and was determined to make her massive pecs even larger she grunted as she barely finished her set. “T-taylor get more weight.” She grunted heavily, veins flaring out all over her now 22 inch biceps as she looked over to Taylor Swift, “Are you sure?” Taylor said looking concerned, “Yes put it on! Now!” Angela shouted.

This buffgirl trend had girls with muscles seen as more attractive in the mainstream, and Taylor was looking to revitalize her career by bulking up a little, she hired Angela as a personal trainer, Taylor wasn’t paying Angela in cash though, she was paying Angela in gym time and buffgirl, Taylor quite liked to watch Angela work out, too. That was just a bonus for Taylor though.

Taylor walked over to the barbell and added 10 more pound to it, without a word. Angela resumed lifting, veins immediately surfaced while her pecs and arms inflate, her face, pecs, and stomach are all covered in a web of veins, made even more visible by the glisen brought by the bodybuilder’s sweat. “Rrrrr! NNNNGH!” Angela grunted while gritting her teeth, she hits the second rep with the barbell that most bodybuilders would quake with fear upon seeing, but Angela just viewed as a new challenge to be overcome. As she begins the third rep, her arms begin to quake, “No no no!” the FBB denies her body’s begging her to stop, “HARDER!” is heard through her grit teeth.

Her pecs are stretching and straining her sports bra, bought weeks ago when she was barely half her current size. The powerful slabs of meat  were being pumped larger with every single rep, the cleavage between the pecs is deep enough to make even pornstars jealous. Aside from her pecs, one other thing straining her pink sports bra was her massive 1,000cc H cup implants, one of the few feminine things remaining on her. When she lowers the barbell, it hits her implants briefly causing the firm silicone spheres to depress slightly.

“Gawwd YES!” Angela cried out louder and louder, heavy breath the bodybuilder drew made her chest rise higher and higher.

Taylor came in after listen to Angela’s cry of both pleasure and pain, Angela’s arms were quivering, sweat rained down from her forehead into her hair, and veins ran all across her pecs. Taylor worried that Angela could actually be about to fail. She certainly was not about to let that happen, without warning she put her delicate left hand on the bodybuilder’s massive meaty pecs. “You can do this Angela! Do it for me!” the singer cried out to the bodybuilder, tweaking Angela’s nipples to encourage her.

Angela cried out in pleasure and pain as Taylor groped and touched her nipples that stood rock hard on top of large round silicone balls. Only three more reps and her set is done! Angela’s panties grew darker while she thought of the absolute most filthy, fetishistic muscle fantasies you could possibly think of. As filthy as it was, this arousal was exactly what made Angela able to do as many as she’d already done, and now that she only had one more rep left, she was going to increase it even farther.

Taylor slowly rubbed herself over her moistened leggings while Angela bounces back from the last rep and begins the next one, the ripped woman cries out through grit teeth, nearly pushing the rep all the way up, she starts encountering difficult half way up. Taylor noticed this and shifts her hand under Angela’s ever tightening sports bra. Angela moans through her grit teeth once again and proudly hoists the barbell up into the air, her sports bra gains a slight tear in the middle, which reveals even more of her massive pec cleavage, which was hardly visible through her even larger breast cleavage. Her nipples were harder than diamonds, sensitive to even the soft breeze made by the air conditioner through her sweat-drenched sports bra.

She sat still, with the barbell still in her hands, thinking about how utterly, mind bogglingly aroused she was by this. “Bodybuilding is what I was born for.” Angela thought to herself.

In exhaustion, she throws the barbell onto the floor Angela had beat her personal record yet again, this had been more and more common as she took more buffgirl. Taylor was nothing short of amazed and had half a mind to tear Angela’s tight leggings off, but just barely convinced herself not to.

Angela rose up from the bench, all of her muscles, even her breasts, were engorged from this workout, she was covered in veins sweat and her juices were running down her thighs, staining her leggings.

Angela looked up to Taylor and said “Alright, now time for set two.”, making the pop star’s eyes widen.

[mraccount]

Prologue

Angela was huge, bigger than any female bodybuilder before buffgirl, but after? She was hardly exceptional, unfortunately. Angela was aroused heavily by size and power, but she wasn’t obsessed. She loved the feeling of pumping her muscles, of outgrowing her clothing, of pumping herself larger, but she wasn’t willing to become a complete monster to do so. This was why she kept to buffgirl medium, rather than the even harsher stuff that was available on the market.

Why tell you this? Because some women were obsessed, some really didn’t care what would happen as long as they grew bigger. Some who really would go to any and all lengths to add more mass, some who would cross absolutely any line necessary to satisfy their lust. And only now has it become possible for these women to achieve their dream.

One of these obsessed girls was extreme female bodybuilder Tina Zampa.

Never Enough

Tina inhaled while she flexed her gigantic arms in the gym’s mirror. When she first started coming to this gym she attracted stares because of her size, now people deliberately look away from her for the same reason.

A local contest was about to begin in just a couple of weeks, Tina knew she had a solid chance of getting in, as there was no known way of detecting whether a girl is on buffgirl or not, even if Tina’s body made it obvious that she was injecting buffgirl extreme like there was no tomorrow. Tina already knew she was going to own this contest, even though buffgirl proliferated throughout female bodybuilding circles, most hadn’t been on it as long as her. That and most women didn’t use the more extreme version of buffgirl (creatively named ‘buffgirl extreme’), they didn’t want the… more extreme side effects. Though Tina didn’t care about those, obviously.

She pumped the pose several times, her vein covered biceps were large enough that they actually pushed away her forearms when flexing, this wasn’t a problem to Tina, of course. In fact, it turned her on massively. She eagerly flexed even harder in the mirror, making her biceps pop up as large as possible, making the skin taut and her pencil thick veins become even more prevalent. She focused and forced her arms to work even harder to add more mass.

The truth was about her trips to the gym is that she didn’t even lift very much, she just walked in, injected buffgirl into her shoulder, and started flexing. Maybe she’d lift just to remind herself how powerful she was, but she’d grown out of working out for the most part. This isn’t to say that it wouldn’t help her, in fact, she’d be even more of a beast if she did, but the fact that she’d stopped for the most part AND managed to keep up constant growth was an excellent show of exactly how powerful buffgirl really was.

Tina looked in the mirror and admired every inch of her arms, “I will fucking DESTROY the competition.” She thinks to herself as she desperately forces the pose even harder, pushing her forearms against her biceps with even more force, her skin is only barely replicating itself fast enough to deal with her immense growth.

The bodybuilder relaxed her body finally and shifted into a front lat spread, while she gazed up and down her body. Her thick pecs were topped with breast implants, which were once large on her, but she hadn’t bothered getting new ones to keep up with the rest of her body, making the implants appear more as small baseballs, nailed to her pecs, each a good foot apart from one another. Her hard nipples were hidden behind a nearly plain white tank top, stretched so thin as to be almost transparent, with not a single crease in sight. The shirt was not only stretched by her pecs, but also by her massive thick roidgut, her rock hard belly was large enough to make her look 7 months pregnant, except her stomach, distended as it was, was still covered in abs, giving her a truly bizarre look that could only be a product of her obsession.

Tina looked up, into her own eyes, even her very face was affected by the excessive buffgirl, her jaw had become almost perfectly square, thick veins appeared on her forehead, she had several pimples on her face from her freshly imbalanced hormones and her face was more gaunt than any woman’s is naturally.

She shifts her body, slowly of course, since her muscles made any sort of flexibility a long passed memory. This time she goes into an abs and thighs pose. Well, actually, it was more of a gut and thighs pose, but abs and thighs is what it’s called officially.

She put her thighs out, revealing them for the massive tree trunks they are. Caked in veins so thick that they were visibly through the taut boyshorts she wore to the gym. As she held the pose longer and longer her thighs continuously exploded in size, rubbing against eachother, a visible wetspot appeared as her thighs rubbed against her clit. Her gaze shifted downwards, onto her calves strong enough to squat a small car, they resemble bowling balls attached onto the backs of her lower legs.

After a few more hot moments of silently worshipping herself, she switched poses yet again, she put her legs together, or as close together as they’d go anyway, and put her hands together. That’s right - A most muscular crab pose.

She goes into the pose with an almost crazed look in her eye, she pumps the pose again, this time made her pecs inflate even larger, making her even more aroused. She goes into the pose a third time, groaning in a beastlike low voice, another side effect that made her hideous to many, but gorgeous to some, including herself. This time her pecs have been pumped large enough that her arms grind on them as she puts her hands together and a small tear begins in the middle of her tank top.

A small tear in her shirt isn’t enough to stop her, in fact it only encourages her, seeing even more of her buff body, growing bigger and bigger aroused her to no end, the wet spot on her shorts grew darker, her thick clit is even visible through threm them.

She pumps the most muscular yet again, her pecs becoming slightly more obstructive of her arms, she poses with twice the effort, eraser-thick veins light up all around her body; pecs, face, biceps, everywhere. She moans from the arousal and effort, she flexes again and causes a large tear to appear right through the middle of her shirt, all the way down to her bellybutton. Without hesitation, she finishes the poor piece of fabric off, making her entire upper body visible, every vein, every stiration, every muscle! The woman gazes into her body once again, now consumed with thought about herself, how powerful she was. “I just destroyed my top… BY FLEXING!” she says aloud in her deep voice, the rest of the gym tries to look away from her, but few succeed.

She goes repeats the pose several more times, her pecs grew larger and larger, albeit with diminishing returns, the mere sight of her massive slabs of meat growing larger atop her freakish roidgut drove her insane with lust, and her clit grew erect with excitement. Now three parts of her were growing with each pump, her pecs, her biceps, and her clit. A bulge emerged in her drenched boyshorts, a bulge that twitches with each flex. At this point, Tina is horny enough that even the stimulation of her 4” clit twitching against boyshorts is enough to grant her pleasure.

Women working out topless in the gym, or even women getting off in the gym, was becoming increasingly acceptable. Buffgirl was proliferating so quickly, and even the mild versions had a massive increase on women’s libido, especially while working out. Eventually it became clear that gyms would either have to allow women to go topless and even allow them to masturbate (provided they do it quietly) or ban it and risk losing business. Most gyms chose the later option, but the one Tina went to clearly went with the former.

Tina didn’t touch herself despite her insatiable arousal, instead she flex the grab pose again, and again and again, each time she grew hornier, she moaned from the sensation, her boyshorts grew tighter as her clit became hard as a rock. Her pecs had halted their growth, the effects of the buffgirl had to wear off eventually.

She flexed again, gritting her teeth, making her jaw look even more square, a slight shadow can be seen above her upper lip, another effect of the excessive buffgirl, and another effect that made her feel like she was going to cum soon. Something about having to shave constantly, looking like an absolute freak, sacrificing her femininity on the altar of freakish size was making her hot and bothered to the point of nearly losing control and tearing shorts off and jerking her clit off, though she was barely able to resist it.

She flexes yet again, putting as much effort in as possible, all of her exposed skin was covered in a network of veins, she tensed every muscle she could as she pressed her arms together, her nipples were hard enough to cut glass, maybe literally. The bodybuilder pressed her arms together harder and harder, until it happened.

Tina lost all control, she started quaking, “AHHHHHHH” she roared in her deepened voice, her muscles all stretch and grow in size as the her clit jerks itself violently and the wetspot in her panties grows to encompass the entire front side of her panties. Errant streams of cum manage to drip down her leg holes, making a small stain on the gym’s carpet.

Eventually she get herself together. After with the aftershocks of her gigantic manly orgasm she heads into the gym’s shower and puts on her change of clothes when she is done. While digging in her locker for her clothes, she notices she brought extra buffgirl extreme. “Maybe I’ll double dose today…”, she says, sinisterly looking at her own injection-marked shoulders.

Should I make a new thread for this? Or should I just keep it here?

[dreamer75]

i say keep going. just be sure you say who you are talking about at the beginning of each post. btw awesome story keep it up

[Online1138]

Great story so far!

[petefa]

Outstanding work!.

[Lupus753]

Pretty interesting.

[mraccount]

Prologue

Strange, it was. Samantha Kelly, fitness model and pornstar was taken by this new buffgirl trend, but despite her having a passion (and a fetish) for female muscle, she never received a single bit of buffgirl from the mysterious distributor. This annoyed her to death! The idea that she couldn’t keep up with her peers irked her dearly. Make no mistake, Samantha was no mass monster like many of the girls on buffgirl, but after the advent of buffgirl, what was considered fit is now considered skinny, and what was considered buff is now simply fit. She wanted to be bigger, but she would never risk her femininity for it.

Gym

Samantha worked out her frustrations with her lack of growth juice in the gym, she had really bumped her workouts up a notch to try and match her competitors, and while she made some progress, gains were still sparse. She worked out in a pink tank top with a sports bra of a slightly darker shade under it, and greyish leggings with a white trim which hugged her sizeable toned ass. She was nearing the end of the day’s routine and it was showing, she was covered in sweat, her nipples were visible through two layers of clothing, her straight black hair, tied into a ponytail was a mess. These were the times when Samantha was at her best, or at least felt like it.

After finishing her set, she rested on the bench, looking at her phone until she noticed a women had approached her, a muscular woman, with tanned skin and seductive dark eyes. She wore a loose tshirt, the looseness of which did nothing to hide the large size of her breasts and small booty shorts, which hugged her curves.

She stood silently in front of Samantha for a few long seconds before she finally spoke, “Hello, Samantha.”, she spoke in an accent that Samantha couldn’t quite place her finger on, “How do you know my name?” Samantha rebutted, “I know a lot of things, and people. That’s not important right now though, let’s just say I’m a fan of yours. And I want to help you.”. “With what…?” Samantha spoke in a cartoonishly confused voice before realizing where the woman was from -- Brazil! Though, that much hadn’t helped her figure out her identity yet.

“I’ve heard you’ve been having a hard time getting buffgirl?”, “Yes!” Samantha said joyously, ‘Finally! This is how I’m getting it’ the fitness girl wasn’t exactly sure how most people got buffgirl, in reality more often than not it just show’d up on doorsteps.

“Well… I can’t get you that. Sorry, I know you thought I had it, but It’s very difficult to get it if your not on this distributor’s list, or whatever he uses to send it out. Nobody knows how to synthesize it, again sorry.” Samantha looked down, disappointed, why would this women, who apparently knew her strike up a conversation just to remind her of what she already knew.

“...But, I can get you something almost as good.”, “What?”, “These!” The brazilian woman gave a flex to her bicep, revealing tall, smooth-but-defined muscles, looking as though they were freshly pumped.

“You see, I was like you not too long ago. I’m also a pornstar, ever heard of Fernanda Ferrari? Hm? Oh well, doesn’t matter. You see when I got these muscles, I was given the offer to invite someone else to get some of their own.”. “But how did you grow them?” she asked, “Well, you know how people get breast implants?” Fernanda grabbed her own large saline implants, around J-cups in size. Samantha was once again confused and replied with an emptyheaded “Yes?”. “And you know how people get lip implants?” this time, Fern lightly poked Samantha's fake lips. “Yes?”.

“Well. What if I said the big companies are planning to smart making implants for muscles?”. “That sounds a little dangerous, isn’t it?”, “No, don’t worry, I’m not sure exactly how it works, but I know they can be removed easily, a few other girls have had theirs removed and re-implanted several times.”. “Come on Samantha, I’ve always been a fan of yours and I knew you were having a hard time finding any buffgirl from your blog. I know you want this…” Fernanda pulled down her tshirt to showcase her massive cleavage. Samantha tried desperately not to look, but she was weak to the large tan breasts before her

Samantha was finally ready to concede to Fernanda, “Alright, let’s go. Show me.” she says, exhaling. Fernanda took her hands off her tshirt, “Ah, I knew you’d love it! I’ll take you to the place, they’ll be able to hook you up within a week!“ she grabbed Sam’s hand like an excited child, “WaitIstillgottagetmybags!” Samantha reminded her, causing a childish look of disappointment to appear on Fern’s face.

Focus Testing

Fernanda led her down to an office building, oddly placed in the seedier side of the city, “Are you sure this is the place?” Samantha’s belief in Fernanda was weakening, as they approached the industrial brick building. “I promise you just a little bit further!” unlike Samantha, Fernanda’s energy hadn’t waivered one bit.

“Just in here!” they went inside the office building and were met with a surprisingly lavish lobby, gorgeous hardwood flooring, a massive 8k television hung on the wall showing the news, the walls were a spotless unstained white, a muscular and heavily armed female security guard stood in the corner and abstract decor was on every flat surface. The fitness model looked forward and noticed a desk with a supermodel of a receptionist standing behind it. The lobby was curiously empty, however.

“Nice, isn’t it?” “Y-yes” Samantha said quietly while nodding in agreement. “Go on.” Fernanda signaled Sam to the receptionist. Samantha walked slowly forward to the desk, and looked at the extremely busty woman standing behind it.

“Welcome to Dreamservice, the world’s foremost supplier of XXXL breast implants. Name?” the receptionist asked, “Samantha Kelly.”, “And who’s +1 are you?” “I am.” Fernanda said, walking up to the receptionist. “Ah Fernanda, good to see you again, I can tell you’ve been making some new friends with our newest product.”, the receptionist replied, she broke away from the businesslike façade she had on before and now seemed much more casual. “I have!” Fernanda exclaimed. “Are you here for the extra large breast implants, facial surgery, or other?” the receptionist turned her head towards Samantha again, “The uh, muscle implants?” she said as if she was unsure of what she was even saying. “Those? These are gonna be a huge hit soon, you’re lucky to have Fernanda sponsoring you.”. The gorgeous receptionist put down her clipboard and said “Alright, anytime in particular you would like to schedule for?” “Um, when are you open?” “Anytime really, just as long as you schedule beforehand, Dr. Mallory (The lead on these muscle implants) is in right now, if you want you could even schedule for now and wait about an hour or so for her to get everything ready.”. Samantha gulped before looking towards Fernanda, who only nodded to what Samantha was thinking, “Sure. Put me in for the soonest available timespace, my phone’s mostly charged.” she joked. “Can do~” the receptionist said excitedly. “I’ll let you know whenever you can head in. Shouldn’t be too long. In the meantime, I have some things for you to sign.”.

An hour later

After an hour of talking between each other about the upcoming operation, the two pornstars were interrupted by the sound of the receptionist walking out and almost immediately back in, as the two realize Samantha’s appointment was going to begin soon. This was it! This was the day it was happening.

The receptionist, Cherilyn called Samantha’s name. The girl walked forward, “Down the hall, second door!” the receptionist said in a bubbly tone with a cutesy smile on her face

As Samantha walked down the halls, equal parts nervous and excited, she came to Dr. Mallory’s room, seeing a plain operating table in the centre of the room with a lot of high tech instruments that Samantha couldn’t even name strewn about, in the centre of the room, standing behind the table was a tall, pale woman with waist-length, wavy brown hair and full bright red lips, presumably Dr. Mallory herself she made a friendly welcome to Samantha and and instructed her to sit on the table.

“I can see you’ve had a breast augmentation before, haha.” the doctor says, Samantha is too confused to react to her quip and looks up at her as she sat down on the cold table. “Well, anyway. So are you aware of the nature of what your about to undergo?”, “Yes, I’m going to get implants… in my muscles… somehow.” Samantha realized how ridiculous it was while the words left her mouth, “I can see your not believing this one hundred percent. To put it simple, we are inserting a sort of organic mesh above your actual muscles, which we then inflate with a custom solution which I cannot tell you the nature of unfortunately. Rest assured it’s entirely safe, you could drink the stuff if you wanted to! it’s that simple. Now, these can be pumped up and drained just like any other implant. Don’t worry about potentially wanting it out, due to the organic nature of of the implant we’ve been able to develop a sort of killswitch that will destroy it instantly, and even if that would fail (which has yet to happen to any subject) we can still remove it manually. One last thing, due to the sort of the uhh… material we’re using for these, they will make you stronger as well, all though not as strong as you would be if you had gained this size of muscle naturally.”. “Okay, let’s do it.”, “”Alright, I’ll be putting you under for a few minutes while we insert the implant. You’ll have to be naked for this...”

Waking up

Samantha regained her consciousness and slowly tilted her head up. “Good! You’ll love this! The implantation went off perfectly!” the doctor said excitedly. “Really?” Samantha shook off her grogginess as soon as she processed Mallory’s words, she flexed her bicep experimentally, but it was still the same as it was pre-implantation. “Hey, why-uhhh don’t my muscles look bigger?” “Because we still have inflate them silly!”. Samantha stared in confusion, it was a little odd hearing a doctor say that they need to ‘inflate the implants’, why wouldn’t they do that while she was still under?

Dr. Mallory showed the pornstar to a large tube, with a attached needle in the end. “The injection port is on the on your left bicep.”, without question Samantha presented her left bicep, the injection site. “This won’t feel painful at all, I promise. It may even feel pleasurable.”, the winked as she finished her sentence.

Dr. Mallory put the large needle into her left bicep, it didn’t hurt the fitness model at all for the needle to breach skin, surprisingly. The doctor pressed a small button on the needle with her thumb and a motor sound could be heard, a couple seconds after Samantha could feel a small tingling, first over her left bicep, then to her upper body, and then her whole body save for her head.

After a few seconds, Samantha looked down at her body and saw something miraculous -- Her body was growing! Her muscles grew by inches every second, she saw size added everywhere! Her pecs, her biceps, her big fake breasts, everything grew! What was even stranger than her growth was the fact that it felt pretty good. Maybe it was just the arousal, but Samantha was feeling sparks of pleasure in her vagina. “I can see your enjoying this~” Mallory smirked, Samantha didn’t replied to her curiously unprofessional comment except for a small moan that barely escaped her mouth. “Aw, cute! Don’t worry about it, that’s totally normal for everyone who’s gotten this treatment, all four of them!”

Wetness dripped from her vagina and fell down her legs. “Don’t be ashamed, let it out, these walls are soundproofed.” the doctor encouraged her. “O-okay!” Samantha said, watching her pecs gain much more mass they’d gained in the whole last year. The pleasure gradually ramped up until it her climax, her legs shook and she let out a long and lusty “Ahhhhh!”.

At the moment of her climax Mallory took the needle out of the pornstar’s ass and looked at Samantha, “You look perfect! If this is too big, sorry, you can have the implants drained/removed any time, that’s part of the dea-” “That’s fine! I don’t need them drained, though, in fact I’d actually kinda like them bigger!”, Samantha interrupted.“Aw, sorry. We can only go so big for now, your skin’s too tight as it is, this is more than we usually do in a single session, anyway. You can schedule a refill after your body’s adjusted, which should be about two months from now. Anyway, you should admire my handiwork in the mirror.”, she says pointing over to a mirror in the corner.

Samantha moved over and stared into the full body mirror in the room’s corner, she saw her muscles, easily twice her previous size, she looked at her newly gained “muscle”, puzzled by the fact that it acted almost just like real muscle, it inflated when she flexed, it had a small amount of striations. Although they did slightly look off, not in an ugly or uncanny way, in fact they seemed almost too perfect, too smooth, too eager to go up when flexed. Still, Samantha didn’t mind this, in fact she liked the look of it! (a bit like this You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login)

“Thank you so much, doctor I can’t thank you enough for these! I’ll come back as soon as I can!” Samantha exclaimed, “That’s good to hear! And believe me I look forward to seeing you again soon, just for you I’ll even give you your own plus one, in case you want to add anyone else onto this program, or if they want to get any of our other products.” She reaches over into the corner, and hands samantha her now folded clothes from before, “These might not fit you anymore, sorry about that!”, Mallory said with an dastardly grin. Samantha left the operating room and came back into the lobby.

As she walks into the lobby the receptionist speaks to her, “Oh my god! You look perfect!”. Samantha gravioussly thanks her, the receptionist responds “Also, my name’s Cherilyn, weird name, I know you can call me Cher. I’ll be calling you every now and then to see how progress is going, and you can call me incase you want them larger, or removed, or anything like that.”. Samantha agrees with her and goes up to Fernanda, who was still staring down at her phone, not hearing now-bigger Samantha through her headphones. Samantha decided to play a light joke, and used her hand to tip up Fernanda’s chin, the Brazilian's eyes grew massive and she nearly dropped her phone, seeing every inch of Samantha’s muscle through her skintight clothes, it was overwhelming. A wetness grew in Fernanda’s panties as admired Samantha’s new “muscles”, Fernanda had herself gotten muscle implants but those were barely even larger than Samantha’s old muscle. Fernanda had been decisively outgrown now, and she didn’t mind one bit! “You look amazing! Do you wanna come over to my place and let me see them a bit more… Unclothed?”, Fernanda said slightly awkwardly, to which Samantha gave a clear “Fuck yes.”

What do you guys think? Like it? I know it's not as action packed as previous parts, but I'll more than make up for it next time. Any suggestions for which Female bodybuilders/pornstars/celebrities I should grow next? After next chapter I'll probably check back on Angela and Taylor.

[phil123]

I like it and it is a great story line with so much potential for some more prologues.
Buffgirl mega
Buffgirl hyper
Buffgirl xxxl (together with xxxl implants) or the 5xl version
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[Absfan01]

What do you guys think? Like it? I know it's not as action packed as previous parts, but I'll more than make up for it next time. Any suggestions for which Female bodybuilders/pornstars/celebrities I should grow next? After next chapter I'll probably check back on Angela and Taylor.

the stories are pretty good, but i did no like muscle implants. when you ever met a woman with buttimplnats and oyu have felt how horrible that feel..please no...
there is nothing hotter then a girl with a strong hard muscular ass...when u have your hand on that ass and then you can feel how she flexes all that round mass to a hard block of steel...with implants- nope..jelly all the time 


oh and to your last point --> michelle aycock

[Quardepo]

Neat addition. And I'd be super into Michaela Aycock, Yeon Woo-jhi, or Michelle Gavin!

[petefa]

Fantastic chapter.l look forward to more!.

[mraccount]

Prologue

Buffgirl, the most powerful women’s muscle growth drug in the world, was becoming more and more prevalent. Male bodybuilders steadily found themselves getting outsized by women constantly, with even the more minor forms of buffgirl (lite and regular) being powerful enough to allow a woman to outgrow a man, with few of the side effects from steroids, etc. (although the most rare and powerful forms of the drug, buffgirl extreme for example, are not exempt from side effects).

Women’s bodybuilding now nearly rivaled male bodybuilding in popularity, obesity rates among women plummet as most try to at least get into fit shape, encouraged by even some female celebrities bulking up a little. Most didn’t care to grow to the monstrous size of bodybuilders, but some did.

Regardless, female bodybuilding was becoming huge, both literally and metaphorically, all thanks to buffgirl, a powerful drug that the governments and bodybuilding organizations were all powerless to stop, due to it being nearly impossible to detect with a drug test. Many organizations (who’s boards were very much male-dominated) were even discussed instituting a maximum size limit on competitors. This wouldn’t help much, though. Many underground gyms and female bodybuilding contests found themselves being gifted a steady supply buffgirl from the mysterious distributor(s), and they kept this supply on site, for girls to take as much of as possible.

One way or another, the mysterious entity that distributed the drug found its way to more and more women, although only the those who truly wanted to increase their size found it in their path. One such girl, was coming up bodybuilder Michaela Aycock.

Michaela Aycock was quite an admirable woman, before the proliferation of buffgirl she was huge by women’s standards. Having enough mass in her early 20’s to outsize women twice her age. She was proud of herself, worshipful of herself, even.

She constantly saw herself flexing in the mirror, every time she saw a reflective surface, she’d put up a quick bicep flex, just because she loved the look of her muscle. She loved the look of how big she was, especially how she looked after a workout, her muscles all an inch or so bigger than normal form the pump, she always made sure to feel up her pecs as much as possible when in the shower after a hard and sweaty gym session.

The only problem is, in this new golden age of massive muscle girls, she was not so superior. In fact she was quite average, 15 inch biceps were once impressive on a girl, but now that was lightweight material. Yet, unlike the majority of female bodybuilders, she still hadn’t received any buffgirl, none showed up in her locker, her doorstep, just none. She still tried though, she really tried. She pushed herself to the absolute limit, she workout out harder than she even thought possible, she put herself on every legal supplement possible, all in a attempt to get back up to her previous status.

Now, she was massive, before buffgirl she would have been an absolute bodybuilding monster, she rivaled some of the largest FBBs out their before buffgirl, with stunning 18 inch biceps, she weighed almost 200 pounds, nearly unthinkable for many people, but still barely even lightweight in the newer competitions that were sprouting up, local and nationals alike.

She was at home, right before bed she looked at herself in a full body mirror. She looked up and down her own body, her thick veiny arms, her big flat pecs, her powerful thighs. Only a short time ago this would have driven her into an unstoppable sexual frenzy, she’d probably just masturbate to her reflection all day.

That was the past, of course and things had changed. She was almost disappointed in herself, a brief time ago her physique would be nothing short of mind blowing! A testament to what a female bodybuilder could achieve! But now, she was hardly remarkable. “That’s it! I have to get buffgirl, I don’t know why no-one’s selling it, it’s everywhere! Yet I can’t seem to find it. That’s it, I don’t care what I have to do, I will beat those buffgirl bitches!”, she thinks to herself while staring at her broad, pumped, bowling ball-like shoulders. She goes into a quick crab flex to punctuate.

Michaela thought about how it was nearly time for bed, yet she still couldn’t break her gaze from her mirror. She just wasn’t in the mood for bed, she wanted to do something. So she decided to stand right where she is and let her imagination fly. So she sat there, thinking about what she would do, if only she had access to that buffgirl.

She fantasised about her muscles growing as she stared into the mirror, flexing her bicep with arm while breathlessly rubbing herself with the other, she thought about her bicep doubling in size as she looked at in the reflection and held her enlarged 2 inch clit between her fingers. She dreamed that the women in the reflection was standing in a contest full of buffgirled up girls, only to outgrow them, becoming an absolute beacon of mass as the posing suit she imagined she wore exploded off her, showing her massive muscles to a massive crowd. She twisted her nipples while thinking about doing a mind blowing crab flex. Making her competition scream with jealousy over her giant muscles.

She continues this fantasy, dreaming about the day she gets buffgirl and can dominate her contemporaries just as she did before. She kept masturbating, one hand on her pec’s nipple, the other on her soaking wet clit. She thinks about outgrowing her competition, lifting an entire car just to show them how SMALL they are compared to her, in her fantasy she grows big enough to throw the car, and it is at this point she erupts into violent, powerful shaking. Girl cum flows down her legs, she licks her hand in a satisfied manner. She decides that’s enough and heads to bed.

Next Day

The next morning was like any other, she took her shower, coffee, supplements and headed to work as usual. As she went about her day as normal, she felt oddly better about herself, maybe she would really get her own buffgirl, she thought. After all, less dedicated women then Michaela had gotten buffgirl before. Things might change!

It felt good for her to finally think positively for a change, “Maybe I shouldn’t have been thinking so negatively about my size! Maybe I should just deal with what I have, and try from there. Or maybe I just needed to get off!” she giggled to herself at the last thought, she continued her drive from work to the gym, it was arm day after all, and that was her strongest asset.

This gym wasn’t any normal gym, in fact it’s the same gym Tina Zampa  had recently started going to after an incident at her last one (something about indecent exposure), though she wasn’t here this particular day. Michaela’s gym was the “Iron Bitch Gym”, one of the countless somewhat shady gyms that opened up everywhere since the explosion of women’s fitness. This buffgirl-focused gym was a lot less scrupulous than a typical gym, it had absolutely no policies against nudity, masturbation was allowed, even encouraged as the gym had staff whose job it was to keep the girls’ increased libido in check. Women openly did buffgirl and fucked each other on the weight benches, the gym also had a lot more weight available for lifting than a normal gym.

The Iron Bitch wasn’t the coziest gym in the world, but it had a great atmosphere, loud banging music atop a chorus of deep erotic, often masculine moans from women absolutely pumped on buffgirl. Michaela checked in as usual, seeing all the big veiny muscles moving back and forth rhythmically was always a turn on for her, but today she figured she best just get to work while she was in a good mood.

Michaela made her way over to the locker room to grab her gym clothes when she was met by something highly bizarre, buffgirl! She stared awkwardly at the drug that she certainly wasn’t expecting to find, yet there it was, a plastic box with “Buffgirl regular) written on it. It seemed oddly professional for a drug, but buffgirl was popular so obviously the distributor(s) must have a lot of money anyway.

She stared at it, thinking. Here it was, finally in her reach, she could do nothing, but tear the box open and take the buffgirl as fast as she can, not even thinking about it.

Almost immediately after injecting it into her shoulder, she feels a powerful heat all around her body, like being blasted by the sun itself, she started sweating profusely. At this point, Michaela started wondering if she should’ve taken the buffgirl so quickly. Soon though, her feels were quashed when a more pleasant kind of heat spread to her loins. She felt the heat in the rest of her body dissipate as she saw her muscles inflate slightly larger, everywhere, even her clit had gotten slightly bigger! It was probably just the pump from injecting for the first time, but she felt like a new woman!

Michaela decided to not even bother putting her gym clothes on and work out in the nude! After all, why not when your gym encourages nudity? And the gym was always overly hot anyway.

She picked up two dumbbells, each at the weight she normally practiced and slowly curled them, she could definitely feel the buffgirl working. It was as if she could feel every fiber of her bicep working, all of it trying to get larger! It was intoxicating to a girl who loved the feeling of having giant muscles! She curled them repeatedly and felt a moistness grow in her nethers. She completed her set and realized that she did it very easily, her arms were usually tired by this point, but they weren’t now!

So she decided to really give buffgirl a whirl, grabbing much larger weights than she was used to, a little afraid she attempted to curl them, when she did, her biceps exploded in a spectacular display of veins and mass. She was able to curl the new weight with a little difficulty and was eventually able to finish a set of ten with the heavier weight. “So this is what buffgirl is like!”, she thought, Michaela felt a wetness between her thighs as she moved over to a smith machine to finish her squat machine.

After making her way over, she lifts a barbell loaded heavier than her usual max my half into the sky, the wetness between her legs grows even wetter. She keeps lifting and lifting to finish her set, feeling her butt and thighs grow with muscularity, she keeps lifting it, far after she finishes her set. At this point, she can’t stop, the feeling is too good! So this is why all the girls who do buffgirl are hypersexual! It feels amazing!

She takes a small 30 second break to add on even more weight, making the feeling in her loins even better as she continues breaking her records, veins sprout everywhere on her thighs and she sweats constantly. Eventually, on the 30th rep, she cums. “OHHHHHHH GOD! YES!” , girlcum squirts out of her vagina, her thighs glisten as does the floor beneath her. Today Michaela finally knows for sure she’ll be the best female bodybuilder out there.

Alright, I had a couple of requests for Michaela Aycock, who I admitedly wasn't familiar with before, but I kept my word and wrote a story about her, hopefully one you guys will enjoy! Just like before, you guys can suggest an FBB/celebrity and I'll see what I can do. Next I'll probably update Angela and Taylor though. Still let me know who you want, though.

Since I doubt I'm gonna use Michaela again, consider this a side-story.

[Quardepo]

Yeon for an international angle or maybe Natalie Dormer lol

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Prologue

A few months had passed since the last look at Angela Salvagno and Taylor Swift, but a few months meant quite a lot now. Nowadays, thanks to buffgirl, a few months of working out can be make what would otherwise be years worth of results.

Barely anybody could explain why fit, buff women are considered the standard of beauty now in most of the world, a woman is viewed as weak, and perhaps even ugly if she isn’t at least on the level of a fitness level in terms of muscularity. More and more men have shown preferences for dominant women as well, and women seem to have gained more of a preference for submissive men. This baffled many a sociologist, a change in body preferences had never been never happening this fast, or this dramatic before in history. All thanks to a new steroid, no less, a steroid that just materialized out of nowhere whenever a woman wants to get stronger. Taylor was wise to get ahead of the curb, and start working out just at the beginning of the muscle girl trend, you could call her an early adopter.

Should I go bigger?

Taylor and Angela sat in their multi-million dollar private gym, stocked wall to wall with Buffgirl Lite for Taylor, and Buffgirl Regular for Angela. Taylor sat opposite to her trainer on a weight bench, tired from an intense shoulder workout, her tight sports bra was entirely soaked in sweat, making her erect nipples very much visible. To be fair, Angela’s nipples were quite erect to, although her shirt wasn’t soaked in sweat, because she wasn’t wearing one. Angela had long since given up on wearing shirts while working out, they tore frequently and she often outgrew them during particularly intense workout. Taylor didn’t particularly mind either, being attracted to Angela’s huge fake breasts which were stacked atop her powerful pecs, which were even thicker than when we last checked on them.

Taylor was a good bit bigger too, buffgirl lite was most popular amongst celebrities and fitness models who wanted to follow this muscle trend, but weren’t interested in becoming full bodybuilders. Still this didn’t stop Taylor from using it enough that she was practically a lightweight bodybuilder at this point. Her black sports bra was being actively pushed away from her by her pecs, which almost made her look busty if you were to far away to see their muscular nature, underneath the sports bra lay her defined six pack of abs, the space in the middle between the cubes of muscle seemed almost an inch deep, making her mid section perhaps her favourite part of her, beside her long legs, which were her most developed asset and the part that seemed to drop the most jaws out of all of her.

Taylor said to her trainer “Angela… I don’t know what I should do.” Angela sat there, still sweaty from her workout as well, but all the same she spoke out an reply, “What do you mean ‘I don’t know what to do’?” “I mean, I don’t know if I want to continue getting bigger. I’ve been thinking that maybe I should upgrade to buffgirl regular, like you. I’ve been at this plateau for weaks and I don’t know what to do, I could quit now and stay pretty big, or I could keep going at get huge.” Angela’s face turned to shock, she wasn’t sure what to do, most female celebrities now looked like fitness models, but few were the size of a real bodybuilders, Taylor was already one of the larger celebrities, Angela carefully considered a response, knowing Taylor’s career rested on her advice.

Taylor turned around, facing the mirror behind her and experimentally flexed while she waited for Angela to consider, she flexed her right bicep up and a muscle slightly larger than a baseball popped out, Taylor ran her fingers across her other still-flexed arm, it was quite veiny and shining with sweat at the moment since she’d just finished a pretty intense arm workout, Taylor couldn’t deny seeing those veins turned her on, and seeing her bicep bigger than she ever would’ve imagined it just a year ago made her even more arouse. She felt this arousal building up eagerly in her vagina.

The pop star sat there as she awaited the bodybuilder’s conclusion, still feeling up her arm and considering the decision herself. Without warning, Angela stood up, before Taylor could ask her what she was doing, the bodybuilder broke into a powerful most muscular pose. There was nothing at all like it, Taylor had seen it before, but this time it looked… Different, Angela looked more determined than usual, her face contorted with effort more than usual. “Raaaaaagh!” Angela yelled out through grit teeth as veins erupted all over her upper body, from her forehead to her chest to her arms. Everything on her was growing with this flex.

Taylor was confused for a second as to why Angela suddenly decided to flex, but she was too turned on by Angela’s muscle, to really care why.

Angela broke from the flex for what felt like less than a second, and went back into it again, with even more effort. Angela’s arms were already vein-encrusted from an intense arm-day workout, but she was pushing even more into them, her skin tightened as her biceps grew to the size of bowling balls stacked onto her arms, with equally powerful triceps to act as a counterweight for them. She keeps flexing, breaking the pose and repeating again, grunting through grit teeth while she tries to pack on more size with every flex, this time she emphasises her pecs.

Angela’s pecs were something else, she pumped them bigger and bigger, they were covered in veins and striations, at least the parts of them that weren’t covered up by Angela’s fantastic round implants, though during this flex even those had gained some vascularity.

Taylor was in awe, Angela held the final pose, veins still multiplied over her body while Taylor stuck her right hand into her shorts, which were already completely dark with her witness in the front. Taylor’s long muscular legs quivered while she fucked herself with her hand, fucking herself so hard that she made obvious, lustful moans of pleasure from it.

“How’s that for an answer?” Angela said confidently, not breaking from the gorgeous pose she made. Taylor could only nod her head inbetween moans, she began to consider her answer, how if she went on to buffgirl medium she would get so much bigger, so much HOTTER! Taylor thought about injecting it, and watching her own muscles grow even bigger, even outgrowing Angela, who had a body that would put any heavyweight male bodybuilder to shame, this sent her over the edge, imagining herself bigger than Angela. “OOOOOOOAAAAAH!! YES! BIGGER! BIGGER!” the pop star screamed as her juices squirted out of her vagina with enough force to soak through the fabric of her tight shorts and drip onto the cold gym floor. She broke away from her fantasy as her climax slowly came a close. Angela broke from her pose when she saw Taylor finish, getting a small kind of satisfaction from being Taylor’s masturbation material.

“Do it. Inject that BG Regular into me now!” Taylor commanded eagerly, the pop star also decided to remove her pants and shirt, since they were both covered in various juices anyway. This finally left Taylor’s gorgeous muscular body entirely nude, with her strong pecs on full display, and her hardened red nipples sitting on top of them. Angela of course, obeyed Taylor’s request, eager to see what her protegé could do with the type of muscles provided by the much stronger Buffgirl Regular...

Taylor Breaks her Record

Angela briefly left and re-entered with a syringe of the good stuff, Buffgirl Regular. Buffgirl could be injected or ingested, but injecting was more common with bodybuilders like Angela, since it reminded them of more traditional steroids.

The bodybuilder walked up to Taylor and spoke plainly, “Are you sure you want to do this? You can go back, but if you start it could take a while for the gains to wear off.” Angela cautioned, the pop star quietly nodded, tapping her right hand’s index finger on her shoulder - the place she wanted the injection to happen, getting injected was a little scary, since Taylor had always taken her Buffgirl Lite in drink-form.

She braced for it, closing her eyes and tensing her shoulders for seconds before hearing, “Alright! You ready to start again?” it was odd, Taylor hadn’t even felt the pinch of the needle, but when she looked at her shoulder she saw the injection mark.

That confusion wouldn’t last, as Taylor felt a wave of heat wash over her body, feeling her muscles tense up and veins pop up over her muscles. She felt odd, like she had some irresistible urge to work out, to grow.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be with you for your first time…” Angela spoke out while brandishing another syringe, which she promptly injected into her own shoulder, the levels of Buffgirl above Lite had a cumulative effect, it was more effective on women who were used to regular, the effect made Angela’s muscles pulse a quarter-inch or so larger just by injecting it. Angela flexed her bicep, just then a bit of size was packed on to it. She walked over to the dumbbells and beckoned her partner over.

“You ready to grow, Taylor?” Angela’s round silicone balls bounced as she bent over to pick up two dumbbells to curl with, they were huge, far beyond what a normal person could ever hope to curl. “Of course I am!” the nude celeb grabbed two heavy dumbbells, not as heavy as the one’s Angela held, but still more than Taylor was used to.

The trainer began counting down, “3... 2… 1!” she yelled as Taylor and her both started repping the weights, Angela always felt much more energetic when she was on the juice, clearly Taylor was feeling the same. The two pumped away at the weights with gusto, hitting ten, then 15, then 20 reps easily. They finished their set at 25, when she was done, Taylor flexed her biceps, hard. The Buffgirl Regular was definitely doing its job, her biceps were noticeably bigger going from baseballs to even bigger than softballs in the blink of an eye.

Without words, the two repeated the set of 25 three more times. By the time they were done, they were both sweaty again, Angela had quite a pump happening and was sure she’s added some size by now, especially because that was technically her second does today, which isn’t normally recommended. Taylor was clearly growing faster though, since it was her first time on Buffgirl Regular and she was miles away from any kind of plateau. She looked at her biceps, they were HUGE! They made her old biceps look tiny and as she flexed them harder she noticed power-filled veins pulse in them, they would certainly go down after she was done working out and had lost her pump, but of course they were still bigger, and soon her workouts would add up until could finally outsize her trainer.

Taylor licked her lips at the thought of growing bigger than Angela, of showing off her muscles in her face, she didn’t view Angela as a rival or threat of any kind, yet still she couldn’t help the tingle in her nethers whenever she thought about growing, making her muscles bigger and bigger and showing them off to everyone, especially Angela.

“If you’re done ‘mirin, we should try legs.” Angela broke Taylor from her fantasy, “Of course! My legs have always been my favourite!”, Taylor ran her arms around her nude, powerful legs and walked over to the squat rack and began loading it up with far more weight than she was used to. Angela couldn’t help but be excited at the thought of Taylor taking all that weight, could she do it?

The pop star got underneath the barbell and grabbed it in her still-dainty hands, she began pushing up on it, the new Buffgirl was clearly having an even stronger effect on her libido, as Taylor felt a wetness emerge in her pussy once again, this time from the strain of pushing up on the long, hard metal bar.

She pushed on it harder and harder, stressing her legs as much as possible, slowly she felt the Buffgirl start to do its thing. The celebrity’s veins started to emerge, mostly on her already well-developed quads and her forehead. Sweat poured from her brow as she put one hundred percent of her effort just to make the weight budge. Eventually, Taylor found herself making progress as the massively overloaded bar started to rise up from the bar, this was enough proof to Taylor that lifting it was possible. So she went to work on pushing even harder, feeling her legs quake with the strain of it, her legs became pumped as hell, much larger than they were relaxed just moments ago.

Taylor pushed harder and harder, feeling it lift up even further into the air encouraged it her even more, however, bad things threatened to happen as she started breaking down, she was roaring with effort and her teeth were grit tight, but even this may not be enough, as the bar started to lower, this could injure Taylor if she fails. Angela saw this and needed to help her! This could Taylor’s bodybuilding attempts forever! She wasn’t about to have this happen, so she decided to help her in the best way she knew.

Angela walked a couple feet up to Taylor, still beginning to break down, only barely keeping the weight suspended in the air. Rather than spot her, Angela knelt down and began to lick Angela’s thighs, tracing her tongue along the veins and feeling errant drops of pussy juice which fell gracefully down them. This served to encourage Taylor, as she began to quit faltering and started returning to lift the weight, however she still quaked, and lifted it very slowly. This required a desperate solution.

Without warning, Angela practically lept for Taylor’s pussy and started eating her out, excitedly lapping up pussy juice like it was her only purpose. Taylor’s groans of effort became mixed with groans of pleasure as she started to lift the weight high into the air, Taylor began to lift the heavy barbell up into the air, and as Angela continued pounding her clit with her tongue, the weight reached its pinnacle, and she beat her challenge with a thunderous orgasm “FUUUUUUCK YESSSSS! BIGGER!”, she screamed.

“Don’t stop!” Taylor said as Angela stopped eating her out, “I still have the set to finish.” She laughed as she said confidently and got back beneath the weight.

She lifted it up into the air yet again, Angela could swear Taylor’s glutes and thighs looked… Bigger… and thicker too! Figuring this was just the pump from the workout, she continued eating pussy. Taylor had a much easier time lifting the weight above her blonde head this time, still struggling and groaning under the pressure, but managing to do so without nearly breaking something.

Angela took that as a good sign as Taylor went into her third rep, then her fourth, then her fifth. Taylor was filled with orgasm after orgasm from Angela’s skilled tongue. After reaching five though, she suddenly stopped, “Why are you stopping, you should do a couple more~” Angela said, eager to keep eating out her protogé. “Because this is way too light.”.

Angela’s eyes widened, “Too light”? Taylor was squatting more than Angela usually did, Angela never cared too much for her legs, so that was understandable, but how could she want more after that much weight? Angela sat confused as Taylor piled on more weight until it was about 25 percent heavier than before.

“Get in position!” Taylor said playfully as she got below the immense barbell. Angela briefly wondered if giving her Buffgirl Regular was a mistake. Taylor didn’t care either way, she was addicted to the feeling of working out, of getting stronger, of becoming bigger than all of her rival celebrities. These thoughts constantly encouraged her to keep going during difficult workouts and today was no different.

She started lifting up on the weight as Angela began using her skilled tongue to eat Taylor as quickly as possible. Her sensitive pussy practically screamed on its own, not helped by Taylor’s actual screams of sex as she started to lift a weight that an hour ago would have been impossible for her.

“Uuuugh!” Taylor groaned as she lifted the weight from its base, feeling it go up into the air. The pop star’s legs shook, but this time from pleasure, rather than pain. She lifted it up in an orgasmic spree, feeling the weight start to reach into its pinnacle, just as Taylor screeched out in pleasure from an orgasm powerful enough to dwarf all of her previous ones. She crouched down and ceremoniously set the weight onto the floor while Angela got back up, the bodybuilder’s own inner thighs were also glistening with arousal at this point.

Angela admired her student’s body, looking bigger than ever, she eyed Taylor’s muscular, yet strangely smooth quads, as she turned around and looked at her massive glutes, which gave the appearance of a powerful, yet fuckable booty. Which she flexed on glute at a time when she noticed Angela was practically worshipping it with her eyes.

“Angela, that was the best workout we’ve had yet!” Taylor said excitedly, still quivering a bit from the aftershocks of her tremendous orgasm. “You’ll take that back when you wake up tomorrow” Angela laughed, hoping the Buffgirl would numb the morning pain for Taylor as it had for Angela.

“I know I have that video tomorrow, but speaking of waking up… I wouldn’t mind waking up next to you~” Taylor says as she does a suprise tug on Angela’s diamond-hard nipples, making Angela’s thighs even slicker with her wetness. Angela pretends to be shock at this off color comment from Taylor, but isn’t surprised. After all, they did just have workout sex.

The pornstar agreed, and grabbed a handful of Taylor’s thick glutes, as Taylor led the two out of the gym, and up to Taylor’s massive bedroom, a few floors up in her mansion. The two would definitely have a lot of fun in that bedroom, and need to change quite a few sheets…

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Is there anyone, who tried BG strong?