The 8th wonder of the world - episode 1

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Chapter 8-14: The Mystery of the Masked Powerhouse
Back in the gym at the circus, Kimi woke up in the capsule. The high-concentrated oxygen environment made her feel a little bit strange this morning; it seemed like her body was lighter than ever before.
She pressed the airlock button to open the hatch. Walking out of the cabin, she began stretching all her muscles in front of the large mirror in the posing room. The cracks of her joints created a symphony of popping sounds, each one a testament to the intensity of her previous day's training.
the posing room is now full bright with all the lights on, creating an astonishing silhouette on her perfectly built body. Looking in the mirror, she started a posing routine with mandatory poses. With her vest and hotpants only, she noticed something that had never happened before: her muscles were more defined.
As she flexed her arms, her biceps swelled, huge veins crawling across the surface. Her skin contained less fat than the day before, with striations now as clear as a roadmap of human anatomy.
When she performed the front lat spread and side chest pose, she saw her pecs were definitely thicker than last week. Even the thinnest veins were popping out on her massive, armor plate-like pectoral muscles.
Turning to face the back, she executed the back double biceps and lat spread poses. For the first time in her life, she was stunned. Her back was still as wide as ever, unmatched by anyone else in the world, but what shocked her was the striation. She had never realized there were so many small veins on her ultra-wide back, now clear and visible.
In the final pose, abs and thighs, her quads were more defined than ever with thick and thin veins crawling all over her robust upper legs. Her abs had reached a totally different level. With further reduction in subcutaneous fat, the gap between each block was deeper, and her obliques were now sharply etched, resembling the intricate patterns of scale armor.
Kimi saw the transformation only one day after the altitude mask training session and felt incredibly satisfied. "How could I didn’t accept this method earlier?" she wondered aloud.
As she heard the door open behind her and glanced through the mirror, she saw Tom walking toward her. Teasing her boyfriend, she turned toward Tom and struck a most muscular pose. All her muscles stretched to their upper limit. Tom loved to see Kimi striking poses, but whenever he saw it, he was still shocked and in awe.
Tom's eyes widened as he approached. "Kimi, you look incredible," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "I can’t believe how much you’ve transformed in just one day."
Kimi grinned, feeling a surge of pride. "I know, right? This altitude mask training is something else. I can’t wait to see how much further I can push myself."
Tom nodded, still in awe of her physique. "I knew you were strong, but this... this is on another level."
Kimi relaxed her pose and walked over to him, wrapping her second-to-none thick arms around his waist, lifting him effortlessly. "Thanks, Tom. I couldn’t have done it without your support."
He smiled, placing a gentle kiss on her cheekbone. "This is what teamwork is about, isn’t it? How do you feel?"
She holds Tom in one arm and started flexing her another bicep, which bulged into incredible mass and striations. "Never better. I felt pity that I didn’t train like this a bit earlier."
Tom hugged her, but his hands couldn’t fully surround her because of her thick and wide torso. "It’s never too late; you are now on the path to becoming a legend. And I will be there with you, as always."
Kimi blushed a bit. "You are really so kind. I am really like in heaven, I just cannot believe it is true."
Tom squeezed her tighter, but her body felt like it was made out of steel, unable to be dented. "It is true, right here, right now. Now, are you ready for today?"

Kimi put Tom down with her eyes filled with determination. "I am always ready. What is it today? Bring it on." As they checked the small notebook of training regimens together, on the 7/2 column, it just said "interval." Kimi sighed with a mix of relief and frustration: "looks like I have to rest today, I just wish to push myself even further. "
Tom shaking his head with chuckle: "even the strongest needs to rest, your body needs further heal to grow even stronger. "Kimi nodded. "Yeah, I know… how about we spend the day in bed?" She looked at Tom with a flirtatious expression.
Tom chuckled softly, pulling her into a gentle embrace. "Well, I do have something to discuss with you. Do you mind if I join you in your room?"
"Let's go!" Kimi exclaimed, instantly carrying Tom in her arms and rushing away.
They made their way back to Kimi's cabin in a blur, showing Kimi’s relentless excitement and energy. Once inside, she gently set Tom down, both of them laughing at the playful display of her strength.
As Kimi removed her vest and hotpants, leaving her in just her panties, Tom took out his laptop along with the memo he made on his smartphone. "As I watched your training session with the mask yesterday, I came up with an idea for your initial online promotion: 'The Masked Powerhouse.'"
Kimi, now more comfortable with no clothing tying down her extraordinary torso, lay beside Tom, listening intently.
Tom continued, "I’ll decorate the heavy training zone with a dark-colored background, and you should wear a deep gray or black-colored vest and shorts during your workouts. This way, the audience would never know whether you are male or female with your face covered. It would also help test public acceptance and create an initial impact with a physique like yours. This can help me develop further PR strategies."
Kimi's eyes sparkled with excitement. "That sounds amazing, Tom. I love the mystery element. It'll definitely draw people in and keep them guessing."
Tom smiled, appreciating her enthusiasm. "Exactly. The anticipation and curiosity will build up, and when the time is right, the reveal will be even more impactful."
Kimi nodded strongly, her mind racing with possibilities. "I can't wait to see how people react. Shall we start right away?”
Tom paused for a while. "I think it is better to wait until this week’s training session is over. You just tried the mask for only one day. Besides, I need my art designer and workers to come in to decorate your training zone. We may start by tomorrow taking some photos first instead."
Kimi sighed but agreed. "Sounds logical, but I really can’t wait. I hope tomorrow comes quicker."
Tom leaned in and kissed her gently. "Don’t worry, big girl, we’ll make it incredible. Together, we'll take the world by storm."
They spent the rest of the day lounging in the cabin, discussing ideas and enjoying each other's company. The rest day proved to be just as valuable as any intense training session, reinforcing the importance of balance in their lives.
As the sun set, casting a warm glow over the room, Tom lay on Kimi’s abs, feeling their simultaneous hardness and a surprising tenderness. Content and at peace, they both knew that together, they could face any challenge and achieve the extraordinary.

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Chapter 9: Forging the Valkyrie
9-1: Taking Each Step Carefully
Since the eating menu didn’t mention anything specific during the “interval,” and Kimi actually quite liked junk food such as pizza and hamburgers, she suggested that Tom order some pizza for dinner.
Tom knew that Jill might get mad at him if he didn’t inform her about what her daughter was going to have for dinner. So, he made an excuse to go and get handmade pizza himself, driving his sports car and leaving the camp.
On the way, he decided to try the instant communication function in his mailbox, unsure if Jill would see it immediately:
Tom: The MP (muscle princess) wants to have pizza for dinner. Any suggestions from MQ (muscle queen)?
Jill was still working on her laptop while heard the chime and checked the message. She read it with a chuckle and responded:
Jill: No further instructions from MQ. MP can eat whatever she wants. MK (muscle king) also likes to eat sausages during his free time. Only one thing: NO COKE or SODA! Suggest sparkling water or fresh juices.
Tom: Roger. MT (Manager Tom) out.
Jill couldn’t stop her laughter. What an interesting kid he is.
Tom went to the best handmade pizza house in town, which he himself had a share in. The owner was actually a former master chef who had worked in one of their hotels. Tom ordered a dozen pizzas with various tastes: cheese & pepperoni, margherita, quattro stagioni, diavola, prosciutto e funghi, and capricciosa. Following Jill's instructions, he also picked up some sparkling water and fresh fruit juices to accompany the meal.
By the time he got back to the camp, Kimi was already waiting for him in the parking lot, wearing an oversized pink robe.
Kimi: Why did it take you so long? I was almost about to drive my tank to search for you! I don’t want you to bump into any trouble!
Tom: Sorry, honey, but it’s handmade, remember? They need to freshly make it right after the order, so it takes longer. Plus, even though it’s an interval, I still need to look after what you eat, right? I don’t want you to get diarrhea or something.
Kimi sighed: Just let me know where you are in the future, okay? We’re a team. I can’t imagine being without you, especially now.
Tom: I will, big girl, I will. Now, would you mind helping me bring what I brought back to the cabin? It’s quite heavy, though.
Kimi had a smirk on her face: Heavy? I don’t think there’s anything I’d ever find heavy!
With that, she hooked the entire stack of bundled pizza boxes with one finger on her right hand and used her left hand to carry the bottles of drinks with ease.
Tom watched in awe. Although he was quite used to Kimi's displays of strength, witnessing such a feat, even in a simple situation like this, still turned him on quite well.
Kimi’s appetite was as extraordinary as usual. She consumed at least 9 1/2 whole pizzas. Even though she didn’t work out today, her BMR (basic metabolic rate) was still 6 to 7 times higher than that of an ordinary adult. Plus, with the training session using the altitude mask yesterday, her BMR remained at its peak, even over 20 hours later.

After dinner, with a full tank in her system, Kimi suggested a night jog at full speed: I need to run. I feel like I’m lacking movement today, and it makes me feel uncomfortable.
Tom: It’s already past 8 PM. Are you sure you want to go out?
Kimi: Of course, and I want you to go with me!
Tom: I can’t run, especially with my stomach full of food. It would feel uncomfortable.
Kimi: You don’t have to run with me. Besides, you’d never be able to catch up when I’m at full speed.
Tom: Full speed? You mean...
Kimi: You’re driving a sports car, aren’t you? I want you to drive your car alongside me at least 35 mph while I jog. It would give me a workout.
Tom stared at her, half in disbelief, half in admiration, eyes widening with awe: Are you serious?
Kimi grinned with absolute confidence: Completely. Let’s go!
Changing into vest and hotpants, Kimi headed to the parking lot with Tom. As Tom fired up the famous AJP8 engine, its distinctive roar echoing through the night, he savored everything about this car—the raw power, the unfiltered driving experience, and the attention it drew wherever he went. It wasn't just a car; it was a statement. Perfect for a night like this, while Kimi completed a quick stretch and then positioned herself next to the beautiful TVR, ready to push her limits right beside him: Ready when you are!
Tom put the car in first gear and slowly released the clutch. The Cerbera began to roll out of the parking lot, heading towards the quiet outskirts of town, with Kimi keeping a close distance by his side.
He hit 15 mph and shifted to second gear, watching as Kimi effortlessly matched the car's speed. As he shifted to third gear and reached 25 mph, Kimi kept up, her powerful strides maintaining the pace. Tom couldn’t believe his eyes as the speedometer climbed to 35 mph when he hit fourth gear, and Kimi was still running smoothly beside him!
There were no signs of breath shortness or strain in her movements. She ran with fluid grace, her breathing steady, and her strides powerful and controlled.
Tom glanced at her with amazement: You’re more than incredible, Kimi!
She flashed him a confident smile as they sped through the quiet streets, showcasing yet another extraordinary display of her strength and stamina.
As the one-car, one-girl jogging group finally returned to the parking lot after 10 PM, Tom was still amazed, disbelief evident on his face. She had just jogged for more than 2 hours, covering a total distance of over 70 miles. Yet, there was still fuel in her tank for tomorrow's low oxygen training regimen. What kind of internal mechanism did she have in her body!?
It looked like she could still jog until tomorrow morning and throw herself into the hardest weightlifting regimen right away! But they all knew the rules. The small notebook clearly stated: interval ends at 11 PM. They needed to go back, clean up, and be ready for bed.
As they walked back to the cabins, Kimi seemed a bit hesitant. She took a deep breath, then turned to Tom, her cheeks slightly flushed: Tom, there's something I need to ask you. Since my mom's not here, and the jacuzzi is locked up this late, I need some help in the shower. There are certain parts of my body I can't reach, and I... I need your help.
Tom looked at her, understanding the vulnerability in her request. He gave her a reassuring smile.
Tom: Of course, Kimi. I'd be honored to help.
They made their way to the shower area. Kimi, still a bit shy, guided Tom through the process.
Kimi: Usually, my mom helps me with this, but since she's away, I really appreciate you doing this for me.
Tom nodded, ensuring he maintained a respectful and supportive demeanor.
As they began, Kimi turned her back to Tom.
Kimi: Could you start with my back? It's hard for me to reach all the way.
Tom gently took the sponge and lathered it with soap. He carefully began scrubbing her back, marveling at the sheer width and muscular definition. Her back was broad and powerful, every muscle standing out in bold relief. He moved the sponge across her shoulders, feeling the hardness of her well-defined trapezius muscles. He worked his way down, covering the expanse of her latissimus dorsi, which flared out impressively, giving her back a V-shaped taper that showcased her strength and dedication to training.
Tom: How's this?
Kimi: Perfect, thank you. Pointing her glutes and lower abs: These areas too, please.
Tom, being as considerate as possible, carefully cleaned her glutes. Her glutes were large and shredded, hard as wrecking balls. The firm, powerful muscles were a testament to her rigorous training, showcasing both size and definition. He made sure to be thorough yet gentle, feeling the incredible strength contained within them. Then, he moved to her lower abs. As he ran the sponge over her abdomen, he felt the firmness and definition of her muscles. Each ripple of her abs was like a sculpted work of art, displaying her incredible core strength. He could feel the power beneath her skin, a testament to the intense training she endured daily.
After finishing all the difficult places she cannot reach, he helped her wipe off all the bubbles on her body. Suddenly, Kimi turned to face him with a flirting expression and took his sponge: It’s now my turn.
Instead of using the sponge, Kimi decided to use her muscles to give Tom an experience he had never had before. She made him sat on a bench and lathered up her entire upper body with soap, creating a thick layer of bubbles.
She started with his shoulders, using her dainty hands to gently massage him. The contrast between the strength of her muscles and the softness of her hands created a unique, soothing sensation. Her small palm moved skillfully, kneading the tension out of his torso.
Kimi then pressed her broad, muscular chest against his back, using her pecs to apply gentle but firm pressure. The combination of her strong, well-defined pecs and the slippery soap bubbles provided a soothing and thorough cleaning. She moved rhythmically, her pecs gliding over his back, making sure to cover every inch.
As she lifting Tom up from the bench and hold his waist with her arm, she moved to his lower back, Kimi wrapped her muscular arms around him, using her biceps and forearms to clean and massage him simultaneously. Her abs, firm and rippling with strength, brushed against his skin, adding another layer of tactile sensation. The feel of her hard muscles, combined with the slickness of the soap, made for an incredibly unique experience.
Kimi continued to use her impressive physique to clean and massage him, moving to his arms and chest with the same meticulous care. She pressed her abs against him, their deep, defined ridges working like a washboard to scrub him clean. Her touch was firm yet careful, ensuring he felt relaxed and cared for.
Tom couldn't help but feel amazed by the incredible combination of strength and gentleness in Kimi's touch. She was using her body not just as a source of power, but as a tool for comfort and care, to him only.
Tom: This feels amazing, Kimi. You're truly one of a kind.
Kimi smiled warmly, pleased that she could give him such a unique and enjoyable experience.
She knew how to make the night even more special.
That night became one that Tom would never forget for the rest of his life. Kimi, in a display of her unmatched strength and endurance, literally fucked Tom’s Brain out, showing her gratitude through a physical experience that left him utterly astounded with her real power and stamina in an unforgettable way.

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Chapter 9-2: Forging the Valkyrie
Wednesday, July 3rd, T-minus 28 Days and Counting:
0530AM, Circus Camp, Kimi’s Cabin
Tom was totally worn-out last night after several hours of deep and powerful connections. Kimi woke up and left the bed in her lightest way, not wanting to wake her exhausted boyfriend. She felt so energetic today, ready to tackle the day with double the effort.
The small notebook indicated that today was for cardio and tomorrow was for HIIT. Why not squeeze them into one day’s session? With those thoughts, she put on dark, gray-colored short pants and a vest with black sneakers and donned the altitude mask. In front of the mirror, she hardly recognized her appearance; she had transformed into a juggernaut with full intimidation, with no clue left as to whether she was male or female.
Suddenly, she remembered to at least eat something first before the workout. Undoing her mask, she grabbed two dozen of health bars and protein bars and stuffed them into her mouth. That should do it for the morning, she thought. With the mask on once again, she left the cabin, ready for today's challenge.
The cardio is equal to the distance training of a marathon runner but with a sprinter’s speed pace, which she was already acquainted with. She actually felt more confident about the night jog with the sports car last night, finishing up more than 65 miles in 2 hours. The only question left is, how does it feel with the mask on?
She went to the track along the coast in the beach park next to the circus camp, 5 miles long till the port in the yacht club—the first place where the big girl met the cute smart boy.
The first section was already tough enough for ordinary people, 50 miles in 2 hours. But it was a piece of cake for her in the past. Kimi said to herself: Alright big girl, let’s see what you’ve got.
She started with her ordinary pace. In the first 1 to 2 miles, nothing felt particularly challenging. But as she reached the 5-mile mark and made her turn back to the camp, the resistance of the mask had increased dramatically. Each breath became harder, and her lungs worked overtime to draw in enough air.
Kimi pushed herself harder, her legs pumping with powerful strides. The resistance from the altitude mask made her feel like she was running through water, every movement more strenuous than the last. Sweat poured down her face, but the mask had a built-in drainage mechanism, allowing the sweat to flow out instead of pooling inside, which made the intense workout slightly more bearable.
Eventually, the first section was completed in 2 hours, 1 minute, and 10 seconds. Kimi knelt down, removed the mask, and panted heavily. She widened her eyes in disbelief when she saw the time.
Even her most familiar task had become a high wall to break through, requiring tremendous effort and method.
Kimi’s heart pounded as she caught her breath, realizing the altitude mask had added a whole new level of difficulty. She knew she had to push harder to overcome this new challenge. Her mind raced with strategies to improve her time, determined to conquer this obstacle.
Through the entire noon, Kimi was battling sections after sections, seeking a higher pace. The turnout was, even though she knew she had given everything she got, the section time was still at least 70 to 80 seconds slower than the requested time.
There was never a time in her life when she had been challenged and beaten up this badly before.
However, her willpower made her not someone who would easily back down. She knew this was nothing more than a process—a process that would make her stronger than ever. Every section, each struggle, was a test, a rung on the ladder towards her goal of becoming the strongest individual on the planet.
The altitude mask made every breath a hard labor, training her lungs along with her pecs and abs. She felt like she was breathing fire with every inhale, battling her current boundaries with unyielding determination.
With a pair of eyes watching at the same time.
The Old Warehouse, Industrial Zone, Port Tampa Bay
Jill had wrapped up everything on the same morning while Richard took the steering wheel. With two honks, the shutter opened and the behemoth BV206 roared loudly, departing from the warehouse. The strongman couple was now heading to Sebring, their final destination for this trip before heading back to the circus by the end of the month.
Jill was using her laptop and checking something. "She is now stepping into the bonking phase," she muttered, "her cardio was at least 70 to 80 seconds slower than the standard time."
Richard answered with disbelief while heading toward the outskirt, "She cannot finish 50 miles in 2 hours? That’s not my daughter I know."
Jill rolled her eyes at Richard. "You can't even tolerate 5 minutes with the mask on! While she is pushing herself every second for the entire morning!"
Richard frowned with his pride slightly bruised. "Hey, it’s not about my lung power, OK? Maybe she’s pushing herself too hard. She doesn’t need to kill herself to prove a point."
Jill’s eyes flashed with determination. "Richard, you know as well as I do that she thrives on challenges. This is her way of breaking barriers and reaching new heights. After she breaks this one, she’ll be someone with unimaginable physical capabilities."
Richard shook his head, a mix of concern and frustration in his voice. "I just don't want her to get hurt. There’s a limit to what a body can take, even hers."
Jill softened, placing a hand on his arm. "I know you're worried, but she’s stronger than we can imagine. She’ll break through this, and when she does, she’ll be totally unstoppable."

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Wow. K++++

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9-3: The Unexpected Helping Hands for Over the Top
Kimi returned to the camp, full of sweat while her muscles were sore and aching from the intense cardio session. Despite the physical toll, she was still determined as a steel pole, physically pushing beyond her current limits to achieve the second-to-none goal.
As she was striding her heavy feet and approaching her cabin, she saw Tom there, holding a huge towel in one hand and her water bottle in the other. "You must be worn out. Here, have a rest."
Even the toughest individual has their moments. Reflecting on what she had encountered in these days—her parents leaving, the high, tough challenge with the altitude mask—Kimi felt an overwhelming wave of emotion crash over her. The weight of her struggles, the intense pressure she placed on herself, and the physical exhaustion all culminated in a breaking point. She burst out crying, burying her head in Tom’s chest, feeling like a little girl—helpless, perplexed, and frustrated.
Tom gently wrapped his arms around her. "What’s wrong, big girl? What happened?"
Kimi sobbed; her words muffled. "I... I feel like I can't keep up. The mask, the training... it’s all so much. I don't know if I can do this. And I don’t want to let you down!" She cried louder than ever.
Tom stroked her hair gently. "You’re the strongest person I know, Kimi. It's okay to feel overwhelmed. But you don't have to face this alone. There is still time, right? We can work together."
Kimi wiped her tears, shaking her head. "You don’t understand, Tom. The stress and resistance I face during each session—it’s something only another athlete can truly comprehend. Reaching those barriers, feeling like you can’t push any further... Mom was always there to boost me, to encourage me for another effort. With her gone, I feel like I can’t do this alone. I need someone who understands that kind of pressure, someone who can really help me break through."
Tom's face showed a mixture of concern and helplessness. He wanted to support her but realized the truth in her words. He understood that, as much as he wanted to be her rock, he lacked the specific experience and understanding that came from being an athlete. He could offer comfort and encouragement, but he couldn’t provide the technical guidance and motivational push that Kimi needed to overcome her barriers. The realization stung, making him feel inadequate despite his best intentions.
He sighed, holding her a little tighter. "I wish I could do more for you, Kimi. I hate seeing you struggle like this. But you're right—I don’t fully understand what you’re going through. I can’t be the coach or the mentor you need. But I can be here for you, supporting you in every other way. And I’ll help you find someone who can provide the guidance you need."

But how? How am I supposed to find someone who can train her when she's physically stronger than anyone else?

Meanwhile, in the tracked behemoth, riding along the highway to Sebring, Jill saw and heard the entire situation through the CCTV camera in the camp on her laptop. She glanced at her watch: it’s about time.

Back in the camp, Tom heard a loud noise coming from the parking lot, a very powerful bike sounding like heavy machinery, just stopping its engine. The rider from that bike got off, took off her helmet, and sniffed her nose. "So, this is the place?"
As the rider strode her strong and sturdy torso into the residential area with tight leather jeans and denim vest along with two large bags on her shoulders, Tom saw the strong figure coming closer to them. He felt he had seen her somewhere before—why did she seem so familiar?
As the strong figure reached them, a familiar yet unexpected voice broke through their emotional embrace. "Well, isn't this a sight for sore eyes. Our Muscle Princess in tears?"
Tom recognized her voice immediately: it was Christi Hawkins! Standing with a confident stance, she had an air of authority and warmth, a reassuring presence amidst Kimi’s turmoil.
"Christi!" Kimi exclaimed, wiping her tears, surprised but relieved to see her aunt.
Christi dropped the bags and walked over, giving her niece a huge hug. "I heard you’ve been pushing yourself hard. Your mom told me everything. I’m here to help. Let's get you cleaned up first, and then we'll talk about how to tackle these challenges together."

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9-4: The Legacy of Strength
Tom watched Christi as she hugged Kimi, feeling a surge of admiration and excitement. As an enthusiast of female bodybuilding, he knew exactly who Christi Hawkins was and what she represented. she was more than just any bodybuilder; she was a legend, a pioneer who had shattered stereotypes and set new standards in the world of bodybuilding and weightlifting.
Christi Hawkins had earned her place in history by outdueling male bodybuilders on stage, competing head-to-head with men in same weight class and emerging victorious. Her physique was unparalleled, muscles sculpted with precision, strength that rivaled the best in the sport, and an unwavering dedication that inspired countless others. She was the first female bodybuilder who could outmuscle male bodybuilders of the same weight, a feat that seemed almost mythical in the competitive world of bodybuilding.
Tom recalled reading about her countless achievements. Christi had amassed numerous titles and accolades in both bodybuilding and weightlifting. She had dominated the bodybuilding stage, won championships, and set records that still stood unchallenged. Her performances in powerlifting were equally impressive, with personal bests that included a 680-pound squat, a 695-pound deadlift, and a 385-pound bench press. These numbers were legendary, making her a formidable force in the sport.
But it wasn’t just her physical prowess that set Christi apart. It was her presence, her confidence, and the way she carried herself. She had an air of authority that commanded respect and a warmth that drew people to her. Christi was more than a champion; she was a role model and a mentor to many, including Kimi.
Tom couldn’t believe his luck. Here was one of his idols, standing right before him, ready to help Kimi overcome her challenges. He felt a mix of awe and gratitude, knowing that Christi’s guidance would be invaluable. With Christi’s support, Kimi would have the expertise and encouragement she needed to push beyond her limits and achieve greatness.
As Christi released Kimi from the hug, she turned to Tom, acknowledging his presence with a polite smile, initially seeing him as just another person at the camp. Tom felt his heart race, realizing that he was about to witness firsthand the legacy of Christi Hawkins in action. Then, something clicked in Christi’s memory. Jill had mentioned Tom before her arrival—her niece’s new boyfriend, who was a hardcore fan of female bodybuilders. Christi’s eyes twinkled with amusement as she recalled this detail and sized up Tom.
“So, you must be Tom,” she said, her voice carrying a playful tone. “Jill mentioned you’re quite the fan of female bodybuilders.”
Tom swallowed hard, feeling a bit flustered under her direct gaze. “Yes, ma’am. I have a lot of respect for what you and others in the sport have achieved.”
Christi chuckled and said, “Respect, huh? Well, let’s see if I can live up to your expectations.” She flexed her bicep with full power. The muscle swelled impressively, growing to a size that was both awe-inspiring and intimidating. Her bicep peak was sharply defined, each striation visible, showcasing the top condition that had won her countless titles. The sheer size and definition of her biceps spoke of years of relentless training and discipline.
She then tightened her abs casually, revealing her washboard stomach. Each muscle in her abdomen was distinct and defined, creating a chiseled look that could only be achieved through rigorous workouts and an ironclad diet. Her obliques framed her midsection perfectly, highlighting the depth and separation of her core muscles.
Christi’s physique was a testament to her dedication and hard work. Her broad shoulders and powerful chest added to her imposing presence, while her legs, visible through her tight leather jeans, were thick and muscular, clearly capable of tremendous power. The jeans hugged her form, emphasizing the contour and strength of her quads and calves. The veins running down her arms and legs hinted at her low body fat percentage, further emphasizing her muscular definition. “What do you think, Tom? Still top of the industry?” she asked, her voice carrying a confident yet friendly tone.
Tom’s eyes widened as he took in the display of muscle. He could barely find his voice. “Absolutely, ma’am. You’re incredible.”
Christi laughed warmly and patted Tom on the shoulder. “Relax, Tom. I’m here to help Kimi, and that means working together. Now, let’s get started.” With that, Christi turned her attention back to Kimi, her expression becoming more serious. “We’ve got a lot of work ahead of us, but I know you’re up for the challenge. Let’s push those limits and see just how far we can go.”
Kimi nodded, feeling a renewed sense of determination. With Christi’s guidance and Tom’s unwavering support, she felt ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

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Basic stats of Christi

Full Name: Christi Hawkins

Age: 45

Occupation: Retired Professional Female Bodybuilder and Powerlifter, currently a personal trainer and coach.
Physical Stats:

• Height: 5'5" (165 cm)

• Weight:

• 205 lbs (93 kg) off-season

• 175 lbs (79 kg) competition weight

• Body Fat Percentage:

• 8-10% off-season

• 3-5% competition

• Biceps: 19 inches (48 cm)

• Thighs: 28 inches (71 cm)

• Chest: 52 inches (132 cm)

• Waist: 27 inches (69 cm)

Strength Stats (Personal Bests):

• Squat: 680 lbs (308 kg)

• Deadlift: 695 lbs (315 kg)

• Bench Press: 385 lbs (175 kg)

• Overhead Press: 255 lbs (116 kg)

Achievements:
• The only female bodybuilder who could outduel middleweight male bodybuilders (up to 175 lbs.) on stage, 1 on 1, second to none.
• Multiple titles and accolades in both bodybuilding and powerlifting competitions.
• Renowned for her extraordinary physique and strength, which set her apart in the competitive bodybuilding community.

Background:
• Christi Hawkins is the youngest sibling in the Hawkins family. Inspired by her eldest sister Jill, who excelled as a top-notch gymnast, Christi developed a passion for sports and fitness from a young age. While Jill introduced the sports idea to their family, it was Christi who brought bodybuilding into the mix, becoming a famous professional female bodybuilder.
• Christi's dedication and passion for the sport led her to compete at the highest levels for over a decade, earning numerous titles and accolades in both bodybuilding and powerlifting. After retiring from competition, she transitioned into coaching, where she now helps athletes achieve their fitness and competition goals.

Personality:
• Christi is a passionate, driven individual with a deep love for bodybuilding and strength training. She is confident, supportive, and has a no-nonsense approach to training. Her experience in the competitive world has given her a tough exterior, but she is incredibly caring and protective of her family and those she coaches. Christi is always eager to share her knowledge and push her trainees to reach their full potential.

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Chapter 9-5: The hardcore fan faces the legend for the first time
As Kimi rushed to the Jacuzzi to take a quick bath, Tom helped Christi carry her bag into the cabin. He was stunned by the weight of the bags, wondering what could be inside.
Christi noticed his surprise. "Oh, sorry," she said with a smile. "You should take this instead." She opened the bag, revealing at least dozens of sandbags for wrists and ankles. "These should do the trick."
Tom looked at the sandbags and return the glance to her in awe. "I never thought you were relatives. I was quite sad when you announced your retirement about six or seven years ago. I still have the video that you literally outmuscled all the competitors on stage during the '09 Muscle Beach contest. No one would ever have expected you to be that BIG!"
Christi’s face lit up with happiness. "I’m glad someone still remembers that day. It means a lot to me," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "Thank you for your kind words, Tom. It's rare to find someone who truly appreciates and understands the dedication and strength that goes into female bodybuilding."
She paused; her eyes bright with pride. "I have to admit, I was quite proud of what I accomplished. The excitement I felt when I realized I was the biggest bodybuilder on that stage, standing next to the so-called biggest studs, was indescribable. I knew then that I had shattered so many stereotypes and set a new standard." her voice took on a nostalgic tone. "That day, the crowd's reaction, the looks on the faces of my competitors—it was a moment I'll never forget. I proved that strength and muscle aren't just for men, and that women can achieve incredible feats in this sport."
Tom, still curious, asked, "So why did you quit competing? It seems like the environment is better now than before."
Christi’s expression darkened slightly, and she took a deep breath. "You'd think so, but prejudice and misinterpretation still run deep. Sure, there are more contests now, and more girls are joining in to show off their physiques. But underneath it all, there's still this pervasive belief that a girl should never, ever have more muscles than a man."
She nearly lost her coolness as she continued, her voice tinged with frustration. "That old stereotype should really be thrown in the garbage can! Women are gaining more influence in all different aspects of life. Why can't people accept that there are girls stronger than boys—much stronger!"
Christi's passion was evident as she spoke. "The backlash, the criticism, the endless comments about how 'unnatural' it is for a woman to be this strong... It wears you down. I decided to retire not because I wanted to, but because I needed to take a step back and focus on supporting others from behind the scenes, like Kimi."
Tom nodded, understanding the depth of her frustration. "I have nothing but respect for all of you. Your dedication and strength are truly pounding my heart."
Christi nodded, showing her gratitude evident. "Thank you, Tom. With your support, I know Kimi will achieve incredible things. Jill and I often talked about how there are few people in the world who see us for who we really are, from top to bottom. It's comforting to know that Kimi has someone like you who not only supports her but also genuinely respects what we do."
Christi suddenly kept her voice down. "Jill told me that you are the first person who guessed her real plan, so you might know why my big sister is doing this to Kimi, right?"
Tom responded thoughtfully. "Of course, you saw what just happened. She is strong, physically and mentally, but she seldom faces failures. That's why she burst out. I think this is the reason you came to help her, right?"
Christi nodded, a serious expression on her face. "Exactly. Kimi needs to learn how to deal with failure and adversity. It's not just about being physically strong; she needs to be mentally resilient too. That's why I'm here, to help her understand that strength comes in many forms, and it's okay to struggle and fail sometimes."
Tom smiled, appreciating the depth of Christi's commitment. "I totally agree with Jill and your plan. Facing backlash and standing strong is a very important lesson, especially for someone like Kimi who has seldom faced failures. With you and Jill guiding her, I'm sure Kimi will become even stronger."
Christi returned the smile, her determination clear. "That's the plan, Tom. Together, we'll help her reach her full potential."

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Chapter 9-6: The Lunch Before the Challenge, the Alliance for the Muscle Princess
Just as they were still chatting, a horn sounded at the cargo entrance next to the parking lot. "The catering is here!" Tom exclaimed.
Tom went to the entrance and found the head chef driving and making the delivery himself with a grin. "I just couldn't hold my curiosity and had to find out what you two are doing here. I just didn’t want to bump into something crazy. Come on, help me unload!"
They used the largest wagon they could find around them to carry out enough food to last for three days. As they pushed the wagon into the residential area, the chef mentioned a key method, "Make sure the rest can be frozen properly, or it will spoil easily in this kind of weather. You got that?"
Tom replied, "You got it. There's a huge fridge at the back of the camp. I'll keep the rest there."
Suddenly, a thick arm reached out to help. "Tom, you should call me for this," Christi said, stepping in.
The head chef widened his eyes in surprise. "Hold on a second, you’re Christi Hawkins, right? The only girl who can outduel muscle men on stage. I know you!"
Christi chuckled and nodded. "Yes, that's me. Nice to meet you."
The chef, who hit the gym quite often, beamed with excitement. "It's an honor to meet you. I’ve followed your career for years. You’re a true inspiration!"
Christi smiled warmly. "Thank you. It’s good to know there are people who appreciate the hard work we put into this."
While the three of them were unloading the meal for noon on the table outside the cabin, Kimi showed up, having finished her bath. The head chef was more than stunned; he was frightened. "Whoa, she’s definitely bigger than last time!"
Kimi blushed a bit. "Thank you, chef. I still remember your hamburger. It’s really hard to get it out of my mind."
The head chef replied with a smile, "Now, you need to focus on your preparation for the stage, okay? I can tell your menu is set for contest dieting. After you stun all the crowds, I will personally serve you whatever you want, no upper limits. My treat."
Kimi was filled with joy; her happy face made her even more beautiful. "Thank you, chef!" She hugged him tightly and lightly kissed him on the cheek.
The head chef stammered, "Ye, yeah, you’re welcome. (God, she can kill a bear with that hug!)"
And the four of them had the best lunch ever together.
The chef asked a lot of questions about diets and weight training, and Christi answered them as much as she knew. Kimi listened intently, absorbing every word. She began to realize just how vast the world of fitness truly was, filled with professional knowledge she hadn't been aware of until now.
Up until this point, Kimi had always thought her mother, Jill, was the most brilliant woman in the world—someone who knew everything.
She knew Christi was a bodybuilder and a very good coach, but today she discovered that Christi's expertise went even deeper.
Aunt Christi was not only a nutritionist and a role model for many aspiring athletes, but also a mentor who understood the psychological aspects of competitive sports.
Kimi’s eyes sparkled with newfound admiration and determination. Starting from now, Kimi had found her muscle mentor.
As they finished their meal, Tom noticed the renewed fire in Kimi's eyes. "You look more determined than ever," he said, smiling.
Kimi nodded. "I realize now that I have so much more to learn and achieve. With Christi's guidance, I know I can push myself even further."
Christi put a hand on Kimi's bulky shoulder, her grip firm and reassuring. "I’m here to help you reach your full potential, Kimi. We’re going to take your strength to new heights."
Tom and the head chef watched this exchange with a sense of awe and anticipation. They could see that this was the beginning of a powerful mentor-mentee relationship that would shape Kimi’s future in extraordinary ways.
The head chef, still buzzing with excitement from meeting Christi, said, "I can’t wait to see what you achieve next, Kimi. And remember, go there and stun all of them on stage. I’ll be there with the best feast you’ve ever had."
Kimi laughed, feeling a sense of community and support that warmed her heart. "Thank you, everyone. With all of you by my side, I know I can do this."
Christi smiled. "You know, having a balanced diet is crucial for your training, Kimi. Our chef here can be a vital part of your journey. His knowledge of nutrition and his passion for cooking healthy, delicious meals will keep you fueled and ready."
The head chef nodded enthusiastically. "Call me Andre. I’ll make sure you get the best nutrition possible. We’ll work together to fine-tune your diet so that you’re at your peak performance."
Tom chimed in, "And I’ll be here to support you in any way I can. We’re all in this together."
With a clear plan in place and a strong support system around her, Kimi was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that she was not alone in her journey. This newfound alliance, with Christi as her muscle mentor, the head chef Andre as her nutritional guide, and Tom as her supportive partner, bolstered her confidence and determination to achieve greatness.

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Chapter 9-7: A New Taskforce for the Ultimate Challenge
13:00 (1:00 PM) Eastern Daylight Time (EDT), Sebring International Speedway
Jill and Richard finally reached Tom’s warehouse and successfully parked their tracked behemoth inside. The journey had been grueling, but they were relieved to have made it safely.
Once the temporary office was established, Jill quickly connected to the CCTV footage to check on Kimi. To her surprise, she saw an unfamiliar face joining lunch with Kimi, Christi, and Tom. The stranger seemed at ease, engaging in conversation and sharing a meal with the group.
Just as Jill was about to send a message to Tom to inquire about the new addition, her phone buzzed with an incoming message from him.
Tom: A taskforce just built. We have Christi as MM (Muscle Mentor) and Andre as MC (Master Chef). Andre is the head chef who worked for us. He is in charge of the best catering service in our business group. Most importantly, he is also a bodybuilding/fitness enthusiast, taking MM as his role model.
Jill raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the news. She quickly typed a response.
Jill: Interesting. Didn’t expect this level of support so quickly. How is MP handling everything?
A few moments later, Tom replied.
Tom: MP is doing great. MM is already making a huge difference ever since her presence. While MC would tweak your menu and keep her fueled and focused. We’ve got a solid team here.
Jill smiled, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. The taskforce was taking shape much faster than she had anticipated. With Christi's expertise and Andre's culinary skills, Kimi would have the best possible support to tackle her upcoming challenges.
Jill: Excellent. Keep me updated on her progress. It looks like we’re on the right track. Ensure MP knows she has our full support, even from a distance.
Tom: Will do, MQ. Thank you. MT out.
Jill turned to Richard with a confident smile. "Now you should fully trust me, don’t you?"
Richard came along and hugged his strong and smart wife tightly. "You are the most brilliant and the most beautiful girl I have ever known in the world. I should have faith in God, and you as well."
Jill returned with a stronger hug, bringing them closer than ever. "We’re in this together, Richard. Kimi has the best support she could ever ask for, and with us guiding her from afar, she will achieve greatness. Our daughter is destined to be extraordinary."
Richard nodded, feeling the strength and assurance in Jill’s embrace. "I believe in her, Jill. And I believe in us. We’ve got this."
The two held each other in a moment of unity and confidence, ready to face the challenges ahead as a family. The journey was far from over, but with their unwavering support and love, they knew that Kimi would rise to every challenge and surpass all expectations.

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Chapter 9-8: Seeking for No Barriers and no Upper Limits
Starting from that afternoon, everything seemed to fall into place—almost too good to be true.
Under Christi's guidance, every task in the small notebook became a cakewalk, even with the mask on. Kimi began to transform into someone she had never expected. She started to shed her previous pride and arrogance, humbling herself as a beginner in the gym.
In reality, she didn't have much pride or arrogance; she simply thought she was strong enough to face any challenge. However, the lunch with Christi, Andre, and Tom opened her eyes to how vast the world truly was. Surrounded by their collective expertise and encouragement, Kimi realized she had been living in a small, sheltered environment like a rose in a greenhouse. To step on stage, she needed much more than what she currently had.
Not all the audience would admire her; many would attack her with the worst, most vicious words. There was only one way to silence them all: shock them, frighten them, make them fear her presence. She would leave them completely awestruck; from the moment she entered the hall until she left.
This made the goal simple and clear: become the largest, most powerful individual on the planet, a true living legend, the walking 8th wonder of the world.
She would be heavier than any other human, stronger than the strongest beast, with a fat ratio lower than any bodybuilder could ever imagine.
She would perform unbelievable feats of strength: towing multiple jumbo jets, standing between two 5000hp locomotives in a human link performance and busting the engines, becoming a human bridge by supporting massive weights with her body, and snapping steel straps with her flexed, ultra-large biceps. Her flesh would be bulletproof, showcasing her unmatched power.
To make these dreams come true, she just needed to master the low oxygen environment training regimen.
From the afternoon of July 3rd, Kimi followed every order that Christi gave her. She bore the unbearable, crawled through session after session with unbendable will and determination. She started to accept failure as well. The bitter taste wasn’t good, for sure, but there were lessons in each failure, making her stronger and smarter.
She felt she could control her body better than before knowing when to squeeze for power, when to relax for flexibility, and where to tense for further muscle group growth. She even figured out a way to utilize her excellent vital capacity: holding her breath for short bursts. Since she had dozens of times more air than the ordinary person, she made extra super heavy weight short bursts, completing as many reps as in ordinary sessions.
Under Christi's requirements, Tom made a detailed training diary for reference, with exact starting hours, elapsed time, reps, sets (weight changes), heart rate before and after the sessions, and other relevant metrics. This diary became an essential tool for tracking Kimi's progress, helping her to fine-tune her training and push her limits further each day.
Everything seemed to run smoothly, until one day…

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Chapter 9-9: An Unexpected Discovery of Muscle Fantasy
Friday, July 12th, T-minus 19 Days and Counting.
Today is an interval day, and Kimi decides to stay in the cabin and rest instead of going anywhere. After a posing session with Christi in the morning, she receives a massage from the assistant therapist and takes a bath in the jacuzzi. "What a great day to relax," she thought.
When she heads back to the cabin, she finds Tom gone, leaving his secret laptop open and lit. He had collected several hundreds of pictures and footage of her training sessions ready for release, planned for the final two weeks before her debut on stage to create a sudden impact.
Driven by curiosity, she closes the file folder and checks for more interesting stuff in his muscle girl collection. In dozens of folders named after athletes or contests, she finds one specific folder called “fantasy.”
She approaches and opens it, revealing a series of drawings and portraits displayed on the screen. These were not ordinary sketches but images of beings with muscles beyond anything she had ever imagined. They depicted monstrous physiques with bulging muscles and inhuman strength, creatures that seemed to defy the laws of nature.
She almost shouts out in surprise when Tom comes in with two glasses of iced black coffee. "Tom, what is this?" she asks, pointing at the screen, her voice trembling.
Tom hesitates for a moment before explaining. "These are artworks by some very talented authors and artists on the internet. They draw muscle girls, pushing the boundaries of human physique into fantasy. Some of these artists post their work on sites like DeviantArt."
He begins showing her more drawings, each one more fantastical than the last. The figures are towering, their muscles exaggerated to impossible proportions, each one a vision of raw power and strength. Kimi’s eyes widen as she takes in the details, her heart pounding with excitement.
Later that day, before dinner, Kimi went to the posing room with all the lights on. Alone, she started to undress and stood nude before the mirror, examining her unparalleled physique. Yet, as she compared herself to the incredible beings in the drawings, she felt a growing sense of dissatisfaction. "It is not enough," she whispered to herself. "Far from enough. I want to become something more. A she-beast, a female Juggernaut, a walking tank."
During supper, Kimi shared her idea with the rest of the task force. Her voice was steady and resolute. "I've been thinking, one month is not enough for me to become what I envisioned. It’s far from enough. I need more time to build an unparalleled physique to stun the crowd. I want to stay here and continue my training."
Christi looked at her, understanding and support in her eyes. "What do you have in mind, Kimi?"
Kimi outlined her plan. "I want to double my training regimen, incorporating advanced strength and endurance routines. I also want to implement supplements to help push my body beyond its current limits."
Tom raised a concern, "But the circus is leaving on August 3rd, right? Everyone will be boarding for the worldwide tour performances. You can’t be left behind, and neither can I."
Kimi's eyes filled with the fire of determination. "I am doing it, whether I am alone or not. I am not going to board the floating circus under these conditions. Besides, you've seen how well Marcus has tweaked the show. The circus is running smoothly, and we can operate independently. They will be fine with or without us."
Tom hesitated. "I don’t know, I need to check with my dad about it."
Kimi nodded. "Suit yourself, just help me find a new place first. We cannot train here anymore after August 3rd."
Before sleeping, Tom gave an excuse about receiving an emergency call from the Bahamas and left Kimi’s cabin. He rushed to the ringmaster’s cabin, heart pounding with urgency. Once inside, he quickly asked Marcus to dial MQ.
Temporary Commanding Office, Sebring
Jill was ready for bed when the phone rang a few times before she answered. Her voice was calm and composed. "Tom, what's going on? Why use the urgent call?"
Tom took a deep breath. "Mrs. Thorne, Kimi wants to stay and continue her training beyond August 3rd. She believes one month isn't enough to achieve her goals and wants to push her body even further."
Jill paused, considering his words. "I understand Kimi's determination, but the circus is moving on schedule. We can't afford to leave anyone behind."
Tom nodded, even though she couldn't see him. "I know, but she's adamant. She believes Marcus has adjusted the show perfectly and that the task force can operate independently. I need your advice here."
Jill sighed. "I knew Kimi would make this kind of decision; it’s just a matter of time. But this is a significant request. We'll need to ensure she has everything she needs. Are you prepared to support her through this, and does your father know about this?"
Tom's resolve hardened. "Absolutely, I’ll do whatever it takes to help her achieve her vision. But no, my father doesn’t know yet. I wanted to discuss it with you first."
Jill was silent for a moment before responding. "Alright, Tom. I'll discuss this with Richard and see what arrangements we can make. In the meantime, start looking for a suitable location where Kimi can train uninterrupted."
Tom felt a surge of relief. "Thank you, Mrs. Thorne. I knew we could count on you."
Jill's voice softened. "Take care of her, Tom. She's pushing herself to all the limits, and she'll need all the support she can get."
Tom ended the call and quickly left the ringmaster’s cabin, his mind already racing with plans for the next steps.
Jill’s face showed different expressions as she hung up the phone—relief, pride, and a hint of determination. She knew that it was time to end hiding and return to the circus.
She turned to Richard, who had been listening to the entire conversation. "It's time, Richard. We can't stay in the background any longer. Kimi needs us, and the circus needs our guidance as well. We have to return."
Richard nodded, understanding the gravity of her words. "You're right. We've done everything we can from here. It's time to step back into the ring."

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Chapter 9-10: King and Queen Return to the Castle
Saturday, July 13th, T-minus 18 Days and Counting
Tom didn’t say anything to Kimi last night; he just returned to bed and slept on his girlfriend’s wide and sturdy torso. Kimi’s outstanding physique was really warm, like a self-heating blanket.
The session started early at 06:30. Today was a cardio day. Kimi woke up around six AM and gently put Tom back to bed. But Tom still woke up.
"Morning, big girl. Ready for today’s challenge?" Tom asked, yawning.
Kimi smirked, putting on her shoes. "I am always ready. It’s still early, smart boy. Go back to sleep."
Tom stretched and blinked sleepily. "I can’t, I need to help you relocate, remember? Tell me, is there any place you like specifically?"
Kimi paused to think. "I’ve always wanted to go to Miami. I heard the beaches there are the best in the world. See if you can find someplace there."
"Sure thing, my muscle princess. Good luck and don’t get hurt," Tom said.
Kimi kissed Tom on his forehead. "You know I never get hurt. I am the woman who will become the 8th wonder of the world! Remember?" she answered with complete confidence.
Temporary Commanding Office, Sebring, 07:30
Richard packed up everything while Jill went to open the warehouse gate. She couldn't believe how quickly things had changed. Kimi had grown at a pace that defied her imagination. Perhaps her daughter really was that special, capable of leading the world in her own way.
"I think this is what they call chemistry, right? Sensei?" Jill thought, recalling her Ph.D. advisor, Dr. Hayato Kawai, who had also been her mentor back in the day.
Richard took the steering wheel as Jill sent out a series of instruction letters to her colleagues, informing them of their return to the circus.
All of a sudden, the entire circus buzzed with activity: the mastermind is heading back!
All the departments moved out to check for any shortages, breakdowns, and missing items.
Jill’s assistant therapists bustled about, sorting out logs and records for the big boss to refer to. The entire circus was alive with movements, everyone eager to ensure everything was in perfect order.
Jill worked as busy as a bee, but her brain was spinning faster than anyone could imagine. She coordinated with her team, making quick decisions and ensuring every detail was attended to in a very short time. That is her style
The BV206 behemoth honked and returned to the camp around 2 PM in the afternoon. As Richard went to park, Jill jumped down from the vehicle, surrounded by staff holding documents. She finished addressing all the issues and questions in 40 minutes, allowing everyone to return to their workplaces, satisfied and ready for tonight's show.
Kimi was in the middle of her afternoon training session when she heard the familiar sound of the BV206. She took off her mask, went out and saw her mother jumping out of the vehicle. Her heart leaped with surprise, but she held back the urge to cry out. Kimi went back to the heavy training zone while Christi asked, "Is that Jill?"
Kimi responded calmly while reset her mask on, "Yeah, but they are busy. Let’s continue."
After all the staff had gone, Jill walked into the gym with Richard. They approached Kimi with warm smiles. "Kimi, we’re back."
Kimi stopped her sets and took her mask off, her eyes glistening with emotion as she stood up. Her father walked up to her, and she took Richard’s hands. Her grip, now incredibly powerful, caused him to pause in astonishment. Richard was taken aback by the raw power she exhibited, a clear sign of her remarkable progress. "Daddy, I’m sorry about that ‘one month task in a day’ stunt. I didn’t mean to frighten you."
Richard laughed heartily and pulled her into a hug. As his arms wrapped around her, he was struck by the extraordinary firmness of her torso, feeling like solid steel under his hands. "Oh, Kimi, you always find ways to surprise me. But look at you now. In less than two weeks, you’ve changed so much."
She raised her dainty face, her eyes filled with determination. "I’ve been pushing myself harder than ever, Dad. I want to be unmatched in strength and power."
Richard released her and looked her up and down, astonished at the transformation. Her muscles were even more defined, each one standing out with clarity and strength. Her biceps, once impressive, now bulged with sinew and power, veins crisscrossing like a roadmap. Her shoulders had broadened, the deltoid muscles forming pronounced, sculpted caps. Her chest was a marvel of human anatomy, the pectoral muscles thick and striated, showcasing her intense training regimen.
Her abs were deeply cut, each muscle in her eight-pack clearly defined and hard as rock. Her legs, powerful and muscular, looked capable of supporting and propelling her through the most grueling of physical challenges. Even her back, visible from the front due to its width and thickness, displayed an extraordinary level of muscular development, tapering down to a narrow waist that spoke of both strength and agility.
"I can see that, sweetheart. You’re already incredible, but I know you’re destined for even greater things," Richard said with a strong hug, his voice filled with pride and astonishment.
Jill joined the embrace, wrapping her arms around both of them. "We’re here to support you, Kimi. Every step of the way."
Kimi smiled, feeling a surge of strength and love. "Thank you. With all of you by my side, I know I can do it."
The family stood together, united and ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead. Christi exchanged a quick glance with Jill; the siblings could almost use telepathy to communicate without words.
Jill released Kimi and said, "I’m not bothering your session here. Christi is a good coach; I think you’ve already realized that. Follow her instructions carefully, okay?"
Kimi responded firmly, "Mom, Aunt Christi is no longer just a coach; she is now my mentor. I will follow and remember everything she has taught me!"
Jill smiled warmly. "That’s nice. I am so proud of you. Now, is Tom here?"
Kimi replied, "I think he’s in my cabin now, editing the footage or something."
"Good, thanks, honey. Richard, you’ve been driving all day long. Go take a shower and take a nap. You’ll be the VIP guest instead of the performer for tonight’s show, remember?" Jill grinned.
"Oh, yeah, you’re right," Richard laughed. "See you later, sweetie!"

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