[quickfireTPCS] Ellie - FMG story

[quick]

A story that I've submitted to writing.com interactive. I will also be collecting the main line of that story to my DA (same name) and here as well.

I'm a fan of slow growth stories that are generally more believable. Eventually the subjects may move beyond the level of reality, but I wouldn't expect to see magic, mad science, or probably even steroids in this story. I like reading about women that grow primarily due to hard work, good genetics, and motivation.

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Ellie - FMG story
by quickfireTPCS

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"I don't know, Darren. I just feel so out of place here." Ellie protested as they walked into the college gym.

"Well, you said you wanted to hang out." Darren responded. "I'm working out today, so if you want to hang out you have to work in."

"Couldn't I just tag along and watch you?"

"You know that would be distracting. I wouldn't get anything done."

Darren was right. Ellie would most certainly be distracting. Whenever she was around Darren found it hard to do anything but look at her. She was the vision of a stereotypically beautiful coed. She checked all of the boxes.

Tall: *Check* She was 5'10" with legs a mile long, though she was never seen without heels on, so she always stood over 6'.
Thin: *Check* Even with her height she kept her weight a slim 120.
Busty: *Check* Her breasts stood out almost comically large on her thin frame.
Blonde: *Check* Her golden hair flowed loose past her shoulders.

Ellie was also right. She looked out of place. For all of her physical perfection, her body showed zero athleticism. Her low weight had been maintained by eating like a bird and having a naturally high metabolism. She was gorgeous in her gym attire, but for all of the skin she showed none of it was graced with any definition.

She looked around hoping to find someone else out of shape like her, but was out of luck. Strangely. every person in the gym today seemed to be beyond fit, into the realm of muscular. Not just the guys, which she expected (and even looked forward to), but also the other women. Even Jackie, the nerdy girl from her biology class. She had never noticed her body before, thinking she was just a mousy geek to cheat off of. But here was Jackie in the gym, wearing uncharacteristically tight clothes revealing a body that couldn't be ignored.

"Geez, Darren. It's like we just walked onto Muscle Beach or something. Can't we just go back to the dorm and watch Netflix or something?"

"C'mon, babe. You know I can't mess up my routine. Coach would kill me."

"Ugh. Fine. Let's get it over with."
Ellie followed Darren around the gym quietly. He had his earbuds in, blasting loud enough for her to hear the lyrics, so he could focus on training while completely ignoring her. For every lift he performed, she would find a similar station nearby or wait for him to finish and move on and mimic the exact same routine with the lowest weight possible.

At first she did it begrudgingly, half-heartedly going through the motions, but when she caught several guys checking out her legs while she was leg pressing, she changed her tune. She looked down at what they were glancing at, and while her legs were far from muscular, when she pointed her toes at the top of the lift her calves showed a few lines of separation and bunched into small, but interesting, shapes. Ellie had always liked her legs for how slim they were and the gap between her thighs.

She discretely peeked back to her watchers to enjoy their admiration some more to find they had moved on. After a quick scan of the floor she found they were not difficult to locate, because they had shifted their attention elsewhere. Now they were openly staring at that nerd Jackie of all people.

Ellie locked the sled and nonchalantly moved toward the group to get a better look and had trouble processing what she was looking at. Jackie was standing in a squat rack facing the other direction, which gave the onlookers a perfect view of the total geek's bulbous ass. The men were practically drooling. Ellie was close enough to her them talk in very graphic terms about how hot this complete dweeb's butt is.

She wanted to roll her eyes and ignore them for lusting after some dorky freshman, but she couldn't pull her gaze from the girl's powerful legs. Her attention was only regained when one of the guys mentioned the weight of the bar held gently on her, damn impressive, shoulders. Each end held 2 thick black plates with a large 45 emblazoned on the side. Ellie looked back at the machine she had just left and saw the top plate she had been using had a small 10 etched onto the side. The pin had been moved and the machine was now about to be used by another ordinary girl. Ellie didn't know her but this student was extremely overweight and gave Ellie a bit of relief that there were at least some people she could outclass in the gym.

The obese girl pushed on the plate and Ellie's relief disappeared. Most of the stack was gliding up and down rhythmically as the unknown student hammered out reps as easily as Ellie had with 10 pounds. And while each press had given some minor shape to her calves, the heavier girl's legs exploded into massive shredded pillars of strength that even made Darren's look small. After 20 or so reps, the girl put down her phone and moved the pin all the way to the bottom of the weight stack. Inching closer she could see that it read 500 pounds! The bigger girl's herculean legs were trying a little harder, but the movements were still very fluid.

Turning around to leave before she gets caught, Ellie sees the guys that were watching Jackie are now openly gawking at this girl. Ellie, in all her gorgeous perfection, couldn't steal the spotlight from this fatty with thighs the size of her waist.

She quickly retreated and went back to following Darren's routine. Confused and somewhat angry, she now was determined to add a little weight to the maneuvers. Not much, she was still as thin as a rail, but enough to challenge her small muscles. After a half hour of pushing herself something strange happened on the chest press machine. She smiled. She got it. She understood the appeal.

She was hooked.

[bolt21]

Great start! Can't wait to see where this goes...
 

[wissen]

Good start. Thank you!

[wildsurfer92]

Awesome!!

[taoschild]

love the potential for this along with the slow growth aspect   I hope you keep it up.

[derekr]

Great start!  Looking forward to more

[quick]

Sorry for the delay. Life happened.

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Ellie had begun following Darren to the gym for all of his workouts. He was under the impression that she wanted to spend more time with him, but in reality she was using him as an unknowing guide to beginning in the gym. She had been following him for a month now and had come to three revelations in the past few weeks.

1. She had always considered Darren to be muscular. Now, she was very certain that he was just slightly above average. He worked out for sports, but it was becoming apparent that he was just here to keep the coaches off his back. His effort was lackluster at best and it showed. He was about the least muscular man in the school's weightroom every day, even being outclassed by a good number of the women. He would never admit it, but last week he adjusted his schedule on the fly to avoid benching next to that nerd Jackie, since she was pumping effortless reps with his maximum.

2. She loved lifting. LOVED it. Every other hobby or interest she held had been completely forgotten. On days she wasn't working out with Darren, she was researching better techniques and nutrition, running laps around the campus, or doing bodyweight exercises in her dorm.

3. Darren's laziness at the gym was a huge turnoff. In the last month he had made no progress, nor did he seem to care that he wasn't improving. Since Ellie had gotten hooked, her fitness had skyrocketed. Her natural metabolism had granted her with an enhanced physique in just these short 4 weeks. If she tensed her stomach, you could see the beginnings of a six pack. She still had her thigh gap, but her quadriceps stood out a little more and had definition that would be impressive for a track athlete. Right now she was inspecting the gains of her biceps resting over the pad of a preacher curl machine.

She no longer used the lightest weight available, and the difference was visible. Her arms were by no means huge, but when she flexed or engaged them in a lift her peaks stood out prominently. Finishing her second set at 30 lbs. Ellie reached down to lower the weight for a cooldown set. Pulling the pin she looks a few machines down at her boyfriend doing the same exercise. His form is sloppy, he's basically standing over the pad and swinging his back. His arms are thick, but show very little, if any, definition or peak. Also finishing his set, he lowers the weight to 40 lbs.

Pin still in her hand, Ellie smirks behind his back. She had planned to drop to 20 lbs. but decides to change her plans and raise it to match his 40. She sits down at the same time as him, matching his movements. His lifts are no longer as sloppy, but not as rigid as they should be. Ellie, on the other hand, has discovered a new wrinkle in her lifting obsession: challenge.

She wants to match Darren's lifts. she wants to not only match the weight but do it better. She flips her long, blonde, sweat-soaked hair from her face and tightened her grip. She sets herself and pushes hard against the handle. Expecting an enormous strain and possibly to fail, Ellie is shocked and almost loses her grip when her hands glide up to her shoulders. Her grin evolves into a full-blown smile at the realization of her strength. Holding the weight just below her chest, she glances down and sees a faint vein visible on her biceps for the first time. Exhilarated by her own power she speeds through a set of 12, finishing before Darren, and slipped off to the women's locker room.

Hurrying to a mirror, Ellie brings up her fists into a double biceps flex harder than she ever had before. Arms trembling from the force of her flex, she was amazed at her own reflection. She no longer looked out of place in the gym. She was by no means the most impressive physique around, but in 1 short month she had skipped right past fit or toned and straight into being classified as muscular.

She let her flex down and massaged the newly solid muscles in her upper arm, almost crying happy tears. Thinking back to Darren she wondered at her next move. Their workout was over, so she needed to decide how to present herself. Darren had noticed her improvements, but he had never seen her flex and since she did the same lifts at the same time, he never saw her pumped up. And she had never been pumped like this before. She was so proud of her new body and she wanted to show off for him.

However, event though he was an athlete and had lifted for years, she now looked way more in-shape than him and had just matched a lift of his. He was still a little bigger than her, but if a stranger had to guess which one was on an athletic scholarship, any sane person wold pick Ellie. How would he react to her upstaging him? Should she just throw on her jacket and hide?

He would be waiting for her by now. She had to go see him. One more flex in the mirror and she brought her sharp peak to her lips for a quick kiss before heading to her locker to gather her belongings.

[derekr]

Great work.  I love these kind of stories.  Looking forward to more.

[phil123]

Great chapter. I hope for more.

[sgsg69]

great start, nice second addition, can't wait for more.............

[taoschild]

The story is going well.  Don't rush it - slow growth is fine

[3478yes]

  Look forward to more.

[potatocarrot]

Just re-read this and would love to know if there are any plans to keep it going? Looked on the interactive site but couldn't find it... Fingers crossed!

[quick]

Just re-read this and would love to know if there are any plans to keep it going? Looked on the interactive site but couldn't find it... Fingers crossed!

Yeah. I hope to get back to it soon. I know where it's going, but life doesn't leave much free time.