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Female Muscle Art - Female Muscle Fiction => Muscular Women Fiction => Topic started by: kjm7997 on October 30, 2017, 07:46:49 pm
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Here's a new story I'm writing. It will be broken up into chapters, and I'll try to post each one as I finish.
Anyway, this first chapter is a lot of character intro and general plot setup, but I promise it'll get more interesting soon!
Growing in Love
by kjm7997
Chapter One – In Which the Adventure Begins
“We’ll take it!” Mike and Ashley said together excitedly as they stood on the doorstep of their first home purchase as a newlywed couple. Just like that, the long process of looking at seemingly endless real estate listings and open-house tours had finally ended; they felt like they had found the perfect home. It was a fairly simple two-story house, but it had a large kitchen, tall ceilings, and a full-sized unfinished basement. The only catch was that the previous owner had accumulated a decent assortment of old home gym equipment in the basement, which he decided would be too much of a hassle to move and wanted to throw it in with the deal. While Mike and Ashley had mixed feelings with this “package deal,” but they figured at the best case they would have a pretty good home gym already set up and at the worst case they’d just sell it all online if they needed the extra space.
The house was located on a large, remote lot in the foothills, just 30 minutes away from the city, which was close enough to still enjoy what the city had to offer while being far enough away to have some peace and quiet. Ashley, who was what Mike often joked about as “the artsy type,” was working on a writing career and the prospect of all the peace and quiet at the new house sounded like a great environment for her to write her first best-selling novel. The location wasn’t quite as good for Mike, who worked as a structural design engineer at a small firm located on the edge of downtown, but the daily commute didn’t seem like it would be too bad and he really loved the thought of living outside the city. All they had left to do now was to negotiate the offer, sign a few papers, and move in.
“Wonderful! I had a feeling you would love the house. I’m sure you two will be very happy here,” their real estate agent smiled as she locked the front door. “Just give me a few days to negotiate the final offer and write up the paperwork and you’ll be all set. I’ll get back in touch with you soon!” She shook hands with couple, waved goodbye, and drove away, leaving them alone to enjoy the moment together.
The newlyweds stood on the doorstep holding hands and enjoying the view. When they first saw the listing they were a bit concerned that the house would be a little too remote since they were both used to having their favorite restaurants and night spots just a short walk or drive away, but after seeing the spectacular views in person, this house seemed like it would be a great change of pace—a perfect place to start their new life together as man and wife. They were both fairly active and loved the outdoors as well as they loved the city, so the miles of hiking trails that were practically at their front door sounded were an added bonus. On top of that, there was all the extra privacy, which is another thing that newlyweds love to have. They shared one last long, romantic kiss on the doorstep of their new home before heading back to their car so they could drive to their two-bedroom apartment and start packing; or at least they would eventually start packing.
Back at their apartment, Mike almost kicked in the door as they rushed inside. No sooner had the door closed behind them than Ashley jumped up, wrapped her legs around Mike’s waist, and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. “We’re homeowners, baby!” she exclaimed excitedly, her beautiful green eyes aglow with joy.
“I know, hon! It’s so exciting isn’t it?!” Mike beamed back at his beautiful bride. He loved the way her eyes lit up when she smiled like that. He brushed aside a tress of her golden-blonde hair that had fallen over her forehead and kissed her again. With Ashley’s legs still tightly wrapped around his waist, Mike started carrying her toward the bedroom. As they went, she pulled her t-shit up over her head and he deftly undid her bra with his free hands, baring her perky C-cup breasts.
Once in the bedroom, he stood at the foot of their bed and slowly set her down. Ashley gazed up into Mike’s blue eyes like a tiger ready to pounce as they finished undressing each other. Neither of them would consider themselves to be fitness obsessed, but they both had fit athletic bodies after months of preparation for the tropical honeymoon they went on after their wedding. Mike had obviously spent some time in the weight room and Ashley was tight and toned. Mike leaned forward and kissed Ashley on the top of her forehead and she sprang forward into his chest, shoving him backward and tackling him onto the bed. Mike rolled over on top and turned out the light. Packing would have to wait until tomorrow—first, they had better things to do.
The next morning Mike woke up bright and early to surprise Ashley with breakfast before a long day of packing, but the clanging of pans in the small apartment kitchen and the eventual smell of coffee, bacon, eggs, and waffles got her up to join Mike in the kitchen. As Mike stood in front of the stove stirring a skillet of thick-cut bacon, she came up behind him and lovingly wrapped her arms around his waist. Being about 6 inches shorter than her 5’10” husband, Ashley stood up on her tiptoes in order to give him a quick kiss on the nape of his neck.
“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty,” Mike said lovingly as he turned around and lightly kissed her on the forehead. “I was hoping to surprise you with breakfast, but it’s probably good that you’re already up—we’ve got a looong day of packing ahead.”
“I knew there was a reason I keep you around,” Ashley said will a grin as she took a deep breath through her nose to take in the delicious breakfast aromas.
Mike finished cooking and the couple sat down to enjoy breakfast. “I know it’s a little bit early to starting thinking about,” Ashley said between bites of bacon, “but what do you think we should do with the unfinished basement at the new house?”
“Beats me,” Mike shrugged. “Looks like the last owners had a pretty decent gym down there though. It makes since that they didn’t really want to move all that equipment. I know I really don’t want to mess with carrying all those weights up the stairs!” Mike said with a laugh.
“So you’re saying my big, strong husband wouldn’t move those weights out of the basement even if his beautiful, adoring wife wanted to use it for her writing studio?” Ashley said, fluttering her eyelashes and trying to look adorable.
Mike gave her a playful frown. “We’ll see what happens. I know it’s probably way more than what we need, but you have to admit that it will be nice to ditch our old gym memberships. I bet with a little bit of re-arrangement and creativity we could keep the weights and still set you up with a little writing studio; best of both worlds, right?”
Ashley thought for a second. “Not bad, husband!” she said as she nodded contemplatively. “Like I said, I knew I keep you around for a reason,” she joked as she raised one arm and flexed her small bicep. “I could work out these ‘massive guns’ whenever I get writer’s block,” she said with a wink. Mike gave her shoulder a playful shove and they both laughed.
As their breakfast continued, the rest of their conversation was much the same. They planned, they joked, they laughed, and they flirted, but most importantly, they were both excited to find out what the future held. To them it felt like nothing could hold them back—let the adventure begin.
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What a great start! I really like your writing style. You write in detail and don't rush things. This leaves room for a long story with depth. If you let the protagonist grow slowly, there will be something for everyone, no matter how big she gets. I am very curious to see what else will come. Thank you!
Good initial flow and style...............can't wait to see where it goes........lots of writer's block or does it become a sort of muse that lets her write........
Thanks for all the positive feedback! Here's a new chapter:
Chapter Two – Moving Day
It seemed like an eternity, but moving day finally arrived. The apartment had been packed up fairly quickly however, especially since the young couple was eager to get settled in at their new house. Rather than go through the extra expense of hiring a moving company, Mike and Ashley had decided just to rent a moving truck and move everything themselves. It was mostly Mike’s idea, but Ashley had agreed as long as they would use some of the money they saved to go out for a nice dinner.
With everything in their two-bedroom apartment boxed up and ready to load, the couple stood in their living room to survey the situation. “It’s definitely going to be a lot of work,” Mike said as he looked around at the stacks of moving boxes, “but I think we can manage,” he added after a brief pause.
“I didn’t realize we had so much stuff!” Ashley laughed. “I guess we’d better get to work,” she added as she rolled up her sleeves.
The two began carrying load after load of moving boxes onto the rental truck. Ashley tried to keep pace with her husband, but after a little while, the boxes really started to feel heavy to her. Ashley was in pretty decent shape from all the dance cardio classes she took before the wedding, but she didn’t have a lot of muscle. She was a little embarrassed at her lack of strength, so to avoid looking like a weakling to her husband, Ashley tried to pick the lighter boxes. At least that way she could keep up with him.
With most of the boxes loaded, it was time to load up the furniture. First up was their living room sofa. Mike and Ashley lined up on opposite ends of the couch and got ready to lift. “Uh, oh,” Ashley thought to herself. “I can’t fake my way out of this one.” Mike counted to three and they each picked up their end, except Ashley could only lift her side a couple feet off the floor before she had to set to back down. “I don’t think I can lift it, hun,” Ashley said with a sigh. “It’s too heavy for me.”
“Come on, Ash, it’s not that heavy,” Mike said encouragingly. “Just grit your teeth and give it another try.”
“Mike, it’s too heavy for me. I can’t do it. Sorry.” Ashley said, annoyed.
“You don’t have to get mad about it,” Mike said defensively. “I just thought maybe you didn’t have a good enough grip on it the first time.”
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you. I’m just tired and I didn’t want you to think you were married to some kind of weakling, that’s all,” Ashley replied. “I guess I’m pretty useless when it comes to moving heavy stuff,” she added as she sat down on the couch.
“Don’t worry about it hon,” Mike said as he sat down on the couch next to Ashley and put his arm around her. “You’re not useless, you’re just not very strong!” he joked as he kissed her on the forehead. “I’ll call up Brian and see if he can swing by and help move the big stuff.”
It probably bothered Ashley more than it should have, but she hated feeling inadequate. She looked over at her husband with a pout. “Well, I’m definitely not strong enough to lift that couch. As long as you don’t think you’ve got a useless wife, I guess you’d better call Brian.”
While Mike called for “backup” Ashley kept busy moving the rest of the small items into the truck. At least she was able to do that much, she thought. Eventually, Mike’s friend Brian came to the rescue and the two men finished loading. At the new house, Mike and Brian unloaded the large items while Ashley started unpacking boxes and putting things into place.
Walking into their new kitchen, Ashley scoped out the exact place where everything would go. Without having to worry about any heavy lifting, she was starting to feel a bit better. Organization was more her forte anyway. She opened up all the kitchen cabinets in order to get a feel for the layout. As she stepped back, she noticed that while the 9 foot ceilings in the house made for a spacious effect, it meant that the cabinet shelves were higher than normal as well. “Great, I’m going to have to get a step stool in here to reach anything higher than the second shelf,” she mumbled to herself. Earlier that day Ashley had felt like a weakling, and now she was feeling like a shorty. Today just wasn’t her day.
Leaving the kitchen, Ashley decided to go down to the basement and where she could put her writing studio. She turned on the basement light and started to walk around. The basement was just one large room with a concrete floor. On one side of the room there was a treadmill, a stretching area with padded floor mats, and a dumbbell rack with weights going all the way from 5 pounds to 100 pounds. On the other side of the room there was a large power rack and olympic weightlifting bar. Next to the power rack there was a weight tree with what had to have been close to 1,000 pounds of weight. “No wonder the previous owners didn’t want to move all this out of the basement,” Ashley thought. “Talk about heavy lifting!” She couldn’t even imagine using even a third of the stuff down there, and it was probably way more than Mike would ever use as well.
“I guess we’ll be cancelling our gym memberships,” Ashley said as she shrugged and picked up a 5 pound dumbbell. “Now where can I set up my writing desk?” Ashley asked herself as the scanned the room. There was plenty of empty space on the other half of the basement, opposite the gym equipment, so Ashley walked over to check it out. “Let’s see… All I really need down here is my desk, comfy chair, maybe some carpet or a rug, definitely some decor on the bare walls.”
As she continued planning, Ashley noticed that she was casually pumping the dumbbell up and down in a bicep curl. She had never been big into weight lifting before, but something about this just felt right. It was putting her mind at ease and helping her think. “Maybe this really will be the perfect place for my writing studio,” Ashley said to herself. “I was kind of joking about being able to workout if I got writer’s block, but this really might help! I do feel a bit better, and besides, maybe I won’t be such a weakling anymore if I hit the weights every now and then.”
With her mood lifted, Ashley put away the dumbbell, turned off the basement light, and went upstairs to see how Mike and Brian were coming along with the rest of the moving.
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get writers block..get writers block..get writers block... :shutup:
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get writers block..get writers block..get writers block... :shutup:
I think you meant for Ashley to get writers block not kjm7997 ;)
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Chapter Three – A New Routine
It didn’t take very long for Ashley and Mike to turn their new house into a home. The young couple had all of the boxes unpacked, the rooms organized, and most of their pictures and art on the wall in less than a week. Mike even had time to move some furniture down to the basement for Ashley to use in her writing studio. It was really helpful that Mike had taken a few days off of work so that they could get all their unpacking done, but the time passed quickly and before they knew it, it was Monday morning already and Mike had to return to the office and his usual 8 to 5.
Mike didn’t want to be late for his first day back at work after the move, so he was already dressed for work and halfway through breakfast when Ashley groggily came down the stairs into the kitchen, still dressed in her pajamas. “Why didn’t you wake me up, hon?” she said, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. “I was going to help you make breakfast ,” she added with a small pout.
“I’m sorry, Ash,” Mike said as he finished a bite of scrambled eggs and slid a plate her way. “I didn’t know for sure how much time the morning traffic would add to my commute, so I wanted to get an early start,” He explained. “Besides, you always look so pretty when you’re sleeping and I didn’t want to wake you up just yet,” he added with a wink.
“Oh, so I’m not pretty when I’m awake?” Ashley giggled and gave him a playful nudge. She poured herself a cup of coffee and joined her husband at the kitchen table.
“You’re always beautiful, my love,” Mike charmed, returning the nudge. “So what’s on your to-do list today, Sleeping Beauty?”
Ashley gave her husband another playful pout and took a sip of her coffee. “Well, Mr. Prince Charming, I have a few freelance articles I’d like to get done and then I’ll probably proofread a couple of manuscripts. I know it’s not a lot, but it does help pay the bills.”
“Sounds like… fun?” Mike said jokingly.
“Actually, yes,” Ashley replied matter-of-factly. “Especially since I don’t even have to change out of my comfy PJs to do it. You might be a smart engineer, babe, but I’m smart enough to have a career I do from home,” she added as she stuck out her tongue and they both laughed. Still smiling, Ashley looked down into her coffee mug and daydreamed for a second before looking back up into her husband’s deep blue eyes. “Someday my writing will pay off and you won’t have to worry about how long the morning commute will take.” She said with a whimsical smile. “Then you can spend all day at home in your PJs with your lovely wife!” she added with a wink and a giggle.
“Oh, well that does sound like fun,” Mike laughed. “But until that day comes,” he took one final sip of his coffee and stood up from the table, “I guess I’m stuck with the commute.” He bent down to give Ashley a goodbye kiss before heading toward the door. “See you after work!” he called over his shoulder.
Ashley sat at the kitchen table for a few more minutes finishing her coffee before she decided to head down to the basement and get a start on her workday as well. Her writing studio had actually turned out better than she had originally expected. Mike had to take everything apart so he could get it down there, but once everything was re-built and placed exactly where Ashley wanted it, “her” half of the basement was transformed into a comfortable little office space. She placed her laptop down on the desk, got settled into her comfy office chair, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath to clear her mind.
First on her list was a proofreading job that she’d picked up for a local publishing company. The reading was fairly interesting and well done, but Ashley was having a hard time really getting “into” the document. She tried again and again to focus, but as soon as she would finish a paragraph, her mind would start to drift… somewhere.
“Ok, this isn’t working,” Ashley finally said to herself, admitting defeat. She looked across the basement at the rack of dumbbells arranged on the opposite wall. “Maybe a little workout will help me focus,” she said as she stood from her desk and walked over to pick up the two 5-pounders. Ashley began performing a set of alternating bicep curls while she watched herself in the mirror.
After completing a set of 15 reps on each side, she put the dumbbells down on the floor and shook out her arms. After a brief rest, she was back at it with 15 more reps, and before long she had completed a full 4 sets. “Ya know, that didn’t feel half bad!” she smiled and nodded at her reflection in the mirror. “I’m pretty sure I can get back to work now that my head is settled.” A small bead of sweat dripped down the side of her eyebrow and landed on the floor. “But maybe I should change out of my PJs first!”
Ashley headed upstairs to the master bedroom and dug out a pair of yoga pants and a sports top. Lounging all day in her PJs had originally sounded nice to Ashley, but she felt so good after her short “workout break” that she figured she should be prepared to hit the weights again the next time she needed a little motivation boost. After all, she didn’t want to get her comfy pajamas all sweaty, besides the fact that she looked pretty strange doing bicep curls in her pink flannel bottoms and matching flannel top.
Upon returning to the basement, Ashley finished a section of proofreading in half the time that she normally would. “Not bad!” she said looking up at the clock hanging on the wall. “I guess my little workout break helped me focus enough so I could finish waaay faster than I normally would.” Ashley looked back at her laptop screen. “ I guess I could work ahead a little bit since I’ve got some extra time…” Then she looked over to the weight set across the room. “Or… I could do another quick workout since I’m already dressed in my workout clothes...”
Opting for the latter, Ashley walked back over to the dumbbell rack. “Let’s see,” she began as she stared at the line of weights against the basement wall. “I did biceps on the last round, so this round should be… triceps? I think that’s what I saw Mike do when we would go to the gym together” she said, a little unsure of which exercises would make up a good workout routine. “I think I can go a little heavier this time,” she said, grabbing a set of 10 pounders.
Ashley brought the weights over to the weight bench and set one down on each side. With her left knee on the bench, she started doing a set of 15 dumbbell kickbacks with her right arm before switching over to the other side so she could do 15 with her left. By the fourth set, Ashley was feeling the burn on the tenth rep, but gritted her teeth and powered through to complete the full 15.
“Whew, that’s quite a burn!” Ashley exclaimed, massaging her triceps. “I think that’s how it’s supposed to feel though... and I think I kinda like it.” she added. As she stood there in thought, rubbing her arms, it occurred to her that she should probably look for a beginner workout routine online since she didn’t really know what constituted a “good” weightlifting workout. She just knew what felt good-- and she wanted more!
Ashley finished another quick section of proofreading work and then spent the next hour browsing several different fitness websites, blogs, and videos learning as much as she could about different novice programs before she settled on one she thought would be both simple and effective. The best part was that the lifts were organized in such a way that she could break them up into small, independent sections that followed similarly to the little “workout breaks” she had already started doing. Now she had guidance.
Ashley hit “print” on her laptop, grabbed the lifting program sheet off her printer, and bounced over to the workout area to hang it up. She took a step back to take it all in and looked over to the clock. “Looks like I’ve got time to squeeze in another set before lunch!” she said with a smile. And then Ashley got to work.
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Another great chapter.........and down the rabbit hole she goes!!!
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Chapter Four – The First Results
Ashley had been working diligently at her new lifting program, and she was feeling great! The first several days had left her pretty sore, but most of that was gone by week two. It was safe to say that lifting weights had become Ashley’s new favorite hobby. In her spare time when she wasn’t lifting or writing, she would read workout and fitness blogs. One of the blogs she started following was written by a supplement and sports performance research company based in their city called Maximum Potential. While she knew that the main reason for any company to keep a blog was as a marketing scheme to sell their products, Ashley also thought that the majority of the articles contained good, solid advice on a variety of topics from different workout programs to nutritional requirements. In fact, the lifting program she had been following was one she had found on the Maximum Potential blog.
Of course, one of the nutrition articles she read had recommended that she start including MP protein powder supplements in her post-workout routine in order to get the most out of her workouts and to speed up recovery. Despite the obvious marketing ploy, Ashley gave in and ended up purchasing a large tub of MP’s “Super Strawberry” flavor protein powder. According to the description in the article, it was specially formulated to significantly cut down recovery time and allow athletes to work out longer and more often while building lean muscle mass, which fit perfectly with her new schedule. Since she was doing a combination of both compound lifts and working individual muscle groups throughout the day in between her freelance writing jobs, having a protein shake a couple times per day post-workout allowed her to keep up the routing of hitting the weights daily without much problem with recovery. The effects had been obvious.
Ashley was slender and fit to begin with, but she never had much muscle. After about a month of weight training, Ashley was by no means huge, but her muscles had begun to take on a much firmer, larger, and more defined appearance than before. Individual muscle groups were starting to stand out and she could actually see a noticeable difference whenever she flexed.
Mike, on the other hand, had been pretty busy at work trying to catch up after the move, so he had been working fairly-long hours at the office, even on the weekends, so the newlyweds hadn’t been able to spend much time together besides quick morning breakfasts and late evening meals. Ashley had been keeping Mike updated about her new workout and diet regimens, but he had been too tired to pay too much attention besides a few robotic comments such as, “Hey that’s great, Ash!” and “I’m glad you’re so excited.”
On the first Saturday morning that Mike finally felt caught up with work enough to stay home and sleep in, Ashley snuck out of bed a little early so she could squeeze a good workout in before surprising her husband with breakfast. She had been on her workout program for the last six weeks, and she never wanted to miss a workout. It was her routine now. She squeezed on her yoga pants, which were starting to become a little snug due to her slightly larger butt and thighs and looked in the mirror that was hanging on the closet door. She was definitely starting to see some noticeable results. Her quads looked fuller and more developed and her hamstrings were starting to become more pronounced. With the added muscle on her legs, Ashley’s old yoga pants seemed to almost stretch to the limit. Her butt was becoming round and muscular as well, which served as a contrast to her slender waist. Her waist was still the same circumference as before-- only firmer. Ashley smiled as her eyes moved up to look at her abs. Her once merely toned midsection had begun to sprout the beginnings of a six-pack, with the top two sets of ab muscles already clearly visible to form a “four-pack”. It was only a matter of time before the rest would show through.
Although her C-cup breasts had started to dwindle, they were being replaced by firm pecs that were adding some extra perkiness and lift so that she could go braless if she wanted to. In fact, Mike probably wouldn’t care at all if she just went topless, she thought with a smirk. But maybe another time, she concluded as she put on her sports bra and top, which were also starting to strain a little against Ashley’s widening back and shoulders. Ashley’s deltoids were starting to fill out and push against the sleeves of her top, making the already short sleeves just a tiny bit shorter, and her lemon-sized biceps were starting to look round and firm. She gave herself a quick double-bicep flex in the mirror and watched them pump up just a little more before quietly tiptoeing out of their bedroom and down to the gym. Mike was still snoring away.
In the six weeks since she started, Ashley’s workouts had also progressed significantly. She had started at a point of practically no weightlifting experience but was now performing several different compound and muscle group isolation lifts with excellent form. She always was good at paying attention to details, so picking up on proper lifting form and technique was right up her alley. After a quick stretch, she walked over to the power rack and set up the bar for one of her new favorite lifts: squats. She went though a couple warm-up sets and then loaded the bar with 125 lbs. She knew this wasn’t really all that heavy compared to a lot of people, but compared to herself from six weeks ago she had come a loooong way, adding about 50 lbs to her work sets. Ashley completed every rep with perfect form and just a slight strain on the last couple reps of her final set. She knew she could probably lift a little heavier weight, but that gave her something to look forward to-- next time she would lift more. Every time she lifted, she got just a little stronger.
The squats had given her legs a good pump, which stretched her leggings even tighter than before. Ashley took a look in the mirror. “These things are getting pretty tight!” she said with a smirk. “I guess I’ll have to do some shopping soon.” Ashley alternately flexed her quads and smiled as she watched her muscles swell and the fabric stretch and strain. She imagined what it would be like to watch her muscular legs burst right out of the fabric with one big flex… Snapping back to reality, Ashley knew she still had a long way to go before she could do that-- maybe someday, she resolved.
Her next lift was bench press. Ashley never really had much upper body strength, but she was slowly working on it. Similar to her progress on squats, Ashley’s current work sets of 95 lbs weren’t terribly impressive, but it was far better than what she could do a month and a half ago. Ashley felt the muscles in her chest tighten and pump up as she worked through each set. Once again, after she finished Ashley gave herself a quick check in the mirror. There was no doubt that her breasts had gotten a bit smaller, which Ashley wasn’t thrilled about, but her pumped up pecs had more than replaced the lost volume so that her breasts actually looked a little bigger. “At least my pec muscles are filling in where my boobs are going away, but I really hope they don’t get much smaller!” Ashley said as she attempted to flex her chest.
To her surprise, Ashley’s entire chest lifted as she tensed her muscles. Ashley gasped. “No way!!” she exclaimed as she flexed again and again and watched in disbelief as her chest lifted up down with each flex. With a little concentration, Ashley found that she was also able to slowly flex one pec at a time. “I’ll have to work on this a little more later,” Ashley giggled. “I’m sure Mike won’t mind a little lost boobage once he sees my new trick!” She flexed a couple times more for good measure before moving on to her next lift.
Ashley walked over to the rack of dumbbells against the wall and picked up a set of 25s. She smiled as she started a set of alternating bicep curls, remembering that had been using the 5 pounders when she first started out. Rather than put the dumbbells down on the floor after her set was complete, Ashley held them to her sides for a quick rest before hefting them up to her shoulders to begin a set of dumbbell shoulder press. She repeated the superset two more times before setting the dumbbells on the floor and coming back up for a double bicep flex. With a good arm and shoulder pump, Ashley’s shirt sleeves crept up just a little more to showcase the delts that were starting to form underneath. Her biceps also received a good pump and were starting to look round and full. “I’ll have to get a measuring tape on these babies sometime. I’m sure they’re at least 13 inches now,” Ashley said as she reached over to give her right bicep a good squeeze.
Looking at the clock, Ashley realized she needed to finish up if she wanted to get started on breakfast before Mike woke up. She went over to the pull-up bar in order to finish up with some hanging leg raises. Ashley had pretty good core strength before, but she felt like these were going to take her abs to the next level. She hopped up on the bar and performed 5 perfect straight leg raises before coming down for a rest. After a quick breather, she did a set of 5 alternating side hanging knee tucks to engage her obliques. At the end of her third set, Ashley’s entire core was burning with fatigue, but completely rock hard. She dropped down off the pull-up bar and lifted up her shirt to reveal that, in addition to some better lighting than the master bedroom closet, she had just enough of a pump in her midsection to show a full six-pack. “Boom!” she exclaimed as she gave her abs a light punch. “Six-pack is officially in the books! Now, to get these babies to really stand out.” Just then, her stomach growled, as if in agreement. “I guess it’s time to eat,” Ashley laughed as she grabbed her towel, did a quick wipe down, and went up the stairs to the kitchen.
Mike hadn’t come downstairs yet, so Ashley quietly mixed up a post-workout shake and started cooking breakfast. She had been dying to try out a new recipe for protein pancakes that she found on the MP blog, so she was excited that she and Mike finally had time for a good, big breakfast together. To go with the pancakes, Ashley cooked up some scrambled eggs and sausage links. She felt like she was absolutely starving after her workout, so she made plenty of each.
Mike must have smelled the cooking, because he came downstairs right as the last pancake came off the griddle. “Good timing, babe!” Ashley smiled as she poured her husband a cup of coffee.
“What’s all this?” Mike asked with a happy smile.
“Duh, it’s breakfast!” Ashley laughed and handed him the coffee. “You’ve been working so hard lately, I thought I’d let you sleep in and surprise you with pancakes!”
Mike took a sip of his coffee and smiled lovingly at Ashley, “I knew I keep you around for a reason,” he said with a wink. “Have I told you lately that I love you?” Mike set down his coffee and pulled his wife in for a passionate kiss. Ashley flipped off the stove with her free hand and wrapped her arms around her husband as they continued their long kiss.
“No,” Ashley responded with a smile in between kisses, “but I think we can make up for the lost time.”
“Oh, I’m sure we can,” Mike chuckled as he reached down and gave her butt a playful squeeze. “Geez, Ash, you’re getting kinda buff!” he exclaimed as he gave her another long squeeze. Ashley gave him a quick booty flex flashed her eyebrows with a sly smile.
Mike took a step back and looked his wife up and down. While he did remember Ashley giving him updates on her new workout program over the past several weeks, he felt a little bad for not noticing until just now how much her daily workouts had been paying off. He always thought her body was super attractive before, but he had been curious from time to time what she would look like with some added muscle. Now he knew-- and he liked it! Now all he was thinking was what Ashley would look like if she kept this up, and an erection started to raise a tent in his pajamas.
Ashley did a cute turn to the left and then to the right with a couple added flexes in order to give her husband a full view of her hard-earned muscle. “Like what you see?” she asked seductively as she looked down at the tent in his pants and then back up to meet his eyes.
“Ahem,” Mike bashfully cleared his throat as he snapped back to reality. “I mean, yeah! I didn’t think you could get much sexier, but…,” he looked her up and down once again. “Wow, Ash, you look amazing!” he gushed.
“Well,” Ashley started as she reached up and playfully tapped a finger on his nose, “if I had known you liked me so much with a little muscle, I would have started lifting earlier. I know I’m pretty pumped about the new me,” she giggled and flexed her bicep. “You’d better get used to having a sexy, muscular wife!” she said as she pulled Mike toward her for another long kiss.
“I definitely can get use to it,” Mike said as he smiled down into her beautiful green eyes.
Ashley jumped up and wrapped her legs around Mike’s waist, a little tighter than she used to, and pulled him in for a kiss. “Good,” she said with a sly smile. Breakfast would have to wait until later.
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Great story! I'm loving how her muscle addiction is slowly forming and it's great that Mike is on board immediately. I'm also enjoying the development of her pecs! Can't wait to read more!
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Chapter Five – A BIG Surprise
Ashley loved seeing her progress; knowing that Mike seemed to be on board with it as well made her love it even more. Given her increased motivation, Ashley’s new schedule consisted of an early-morning cardio session before having a small breakfast with Mike. Then, after Mike left for work, she would hit some serious lifting before eating a second breakfast of protein pancakes, her new favorite. While her breakfast settled, Ashley worked on her freelance writing and editing jobs, typically getting the majority of her workload finished in one morning session. She would do a few isolation exercises to hit some specific muscle groups before it was time for a quick shower and then lunch. In the afternoon, Ashley would either finish up her freelance work, or take some time to relax or nap before it was time for another lifting session. Mike usually got home around 6pm, which left Ashley plenty of time for a long afternoon workout followed by a large protein shake that she would slowly drink while soaking in their large bathtub in the master bathroom.
One morning, a couple weeks after she had started her latest increased workout schedule, Ashley was down in the basement finishing up her morning cardio. As she dried herself off with a towel, she looked in the mirror and was stunned by the woman looking back at her. Every muscle group was hard and defined; her pumpkin-shaped delts, her split peak biceps, her cobblestone abs, her broad, teardrop-shaped quads, and her heart-shaped calves. Her body fat percentage looked to be in the low teens. or possibly even a little lower lower. Ashley flexed her abs and giggled as she watched a bead of sweat navigate the ridges of her six-pack, which was looking like it was getting pretty close to eight-pack territory. Looking up from her abs, Ashley decided to check out her pecs next. She absolutely loved the way the muscles in her chest danced with just the slightest effort. Ashley was now able to pump her pecs up and down in whatever rhythm she wanted.
As she watched her pecs dance up and down, Ashley noticed that her chest was now more pec muscles than boobs. In the back of her mind, Ashley had been kind of afraid this would happen, but knowing it was coming didn’t make it any easier for her. “I guess that’s just the cost of building so much muscle,” she sighed. She wasn’t the sort of girl who would ever go for implants, so, like it or not, the choice was either boobs or muscle.
Suddenly, she remembered something. Several weeks ago, while searching through the supplements on the Maximum Potential online store, Ashley had come across a new product mysteriously called “Project MP.” While she had dismissed it at the time, the supplement was supposed to be a game-changer in the female bodybuilding industry. Essentially, it was designed to cause any new body fat storage to be localized in the breast tissue instead of being distributed throughout the body. In theory, with this product a woman could start from a low body fat percentage, or essentially “show condition,” and then take Project MP during her normal bulking cycle. Any calories that were not used for building muscle would still be stored as fat, but only in the breast tissue. With a properly-calibrated weight lifting and diet program, only lean muscle mass would be added with some additional breast growth. This product was intended only for serious bodybuilder types, and there were so many disclaimers in the product description that Ashley had only read them all for fun:
“Project MP is only recommend for use by women who already have achieved a low body fat percentage and are following a carefully-calibrated weight lifting and diet program in which the majority of calories consumed are dedicated toward building muscle. Unintentional, excessive breast growth may result given a high calorie surplus. Women with breast implants should not use Project MP. Due to changes in hormone levels, additional side effects may mimic body changes and hormone balances seen during puberty or late-term pregnancy. It is not recommended that men take Project MP”-- Ashley had laughed pretty hard at that one.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Ashley starting thinking that, despite the long disclaimer, “Project MP” might actually be an option. Wanting to do some more more research, Ashley went over to her laptop and pulled up the Project MP page. After a bit more reading Ashley found that the product was actually still in the experimental stages, but had been opened to the public on a temporary basis for “market group testing.” From what she read, laboratory trials had all been very successful, but the MP labs weren’t ready for a full release yet. Ashley would have to sign a waiver and agree to report any results after three months of taking the product.
Ashley closed her eyes to think. If the stuff actually worked, she could keep the low body fat percentage she had worked so hard for while actually adding more muscle. To top it off, she might even get her boobs back! The only real downside she could think of was what Mike would think if he knew she was taking a product that was so… experimental. “Well, I guess he’ll definitely like it if the stuff works,” Ashley said biting her lip. “It’s not like I’m taking steroids or anything… but maybe I’ll just keep this my little secret for awhile,” she concluded. Ashley clicked ‘Add to Cart,’ entered her information, and e-signed the waiver.
The package arrived on the doorstep the next afternoon. “Well that was fast!” Ashley remarked as she placed the box on the kitchen counter and opened it up. Inside, she found a three-month supply of Project MP daily capsules and a booklet containing very specific instructions on how to properly calibrate her caloric intake and needs while taking the product. At the bottom of the box, she also found a full-size bottle of MP UltraPump pre-workout that had been included with her order for free. Not sure about what to do with the pre-workout, Ashley set that aside for the time being and turned back to the box of Project MP. She carefully read through all the information multiple times before opening the bottle and taking the first capsule. “Here we go!” Ashley said as she swallowed. “Actually… here we GROW!” she giggled.
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Time went on and Mike and Ashley settled into their daily routines. Mike was busy again at work, but he still made sure he set aside plenty of time to spend with his wife. Ever since Ashley surprised him with breakfast, Mike had make a point to pay attention to her workout progress. Mostly, he loved seeing her so happy. There was an extra spark in her that he hadn’t seen for a while, and she seemed to be standing up a little taller as a result, as if the world itself wasn’t so heavy anymore; or maybe the workouts were correcting years of bad posture from sitting in front of her laptop, Mike wasn’t quite sure. But the thing Mike noticed most was how Ashley was continuing to add more muscle to her already knockout physique. He also noticed that her boobs were starting to look a tad bigger as well, which he thought seemed a bit odd, but wasn’t going to complain. All-in-all, he had never realized before now how sexy a woman with muscle could be, but now he couldn’t get enough!
Sometimes he caught himself daydreaming at work, imagining Ashley working out as her muscles pumped up and wishing he was there to watch. The thought had occurred to him that he might want to start a lifting program of his own before his wife’s muscles eclipse his own, but he didn’t really have time at the moment. Besides, she still had a long way before she outgrew him.
Two weeks passed after Ashley started taking the Project MP supplements, and she still hadn’t found a way to tell her husband about it. Mike was in the kitchen fixing breakfast when Ashley came up from the basement after her morning cardio. She quietly walked up behind her husband and leaned up slightly to give him a kiss on the nape of his neck.
“Good morning, my little workout bunny,” Mike said with a wink as he turned around and lightly kissed her on the nose. “New workout shoes?” he asked as he leaned to the side to check out her feet.
“No,” Ashley said puzzled. “Why?”
“You just look like you’re… taller,” he replied, still looking at her shoes.
“Hmmm…” Ashley said as she leaned from side to side so she could size up her husband. “Now that you mention it, I do usually have to stand on my toes to kiss you on the neck like that. Either I’m growing or you’re shrinking, babe” she laughed and stood up on her tiptoes so she could almost look him straight in the eye.
“Ha. Ha. Funny, Ash” Mike said as leaned forward and gave her a peck on the lips before she dropped back down to her normal height. “I’m definitely not shrinking,” he said, “but I think you’ve been looking taller lately. I originally thought you were standing up straighter, but I didn’t really see the difference until just now.”
“Well, it’s not the shoes, but maybe I am just standing straighter?” Ashley laughed as she stood up as straight as she could.
Mike sized her up again. “No,” he said. “Now you’re standing up straight… and I could tell the difference. I think you’ve added at least an inch over the last month, maybe two.”
“Ok, Mr. Crazy,” Ashley said, shaking her head. “I guess there’s only one way to find out!” she said and she walked over to their miscellaneous drawer and pulled out a pencil and tape measure before kicking off here shoes and standing up against the kitchen door frame.
Mike took the pencil and drew a line at the top of her head. Ashley stepped aside while Mike stretched the tape measure from the floor to the mark. “Alright, Mrs. Crazy,” he said with a slight grin when he realized he had been right. “Take a look.”
“5 foot 6 inches?” Ashley read as her husband stood beside and nodded. “I guess it looks like I have grown! By about two inches!”
“Yeah, odd as that sounds...” Mike responded. “At least I’m not crazy though! I knew you were starting to look taller to me lately.”
“No… you’re still crazy, hun,” Ashley joked as she gave her husband a playful shove.
The two sat down at the kitchen table to eat a quick breakfast before Mike had to leave for work. After Mike kissed her goodbye and walked out the door, Ashley walked back over to the door frame where the pencil mark still showed her new 5’6” height. A playful smirk spread across her face before he headed down to the basement for some heavy lifting.
Almost from the time he got to work, Mike spent more time daydreaming about his wife than usual. This time, however, his daydreams of Ashley’s growing muscles included her additional height growth as well. He wondered if she would keep getting taller, he wondered how tall she would eventually get if it continued, he wondered if she would ever be as tall as he was-- he wondered why he liked thinking about it so much. Just like the thought of Ashley’s growing muscles, there was no doubt that Mike was getting turned on by the thought of her continuing to grow taller as well. Mike figured it would probably creep Ashley out if he let her know about his new “fantasy,” so he decided to keep it to himself for the time being.
Back at home, Ashley decided to spend the majority of the day lifting. She had worked ahead on most of her writing projects and could afford to spend the day working out. Deciding that today was finally the day, she took out the package of MP UltraPump pre-workout powder. She added a scoop of the recommended dosage to a glass of water and then chugged it down. Almost immediately, she felt a rush of heat and energy flow through her as her entire body tingled. “Whoa!” she exclaimed, taking a small step back from the kitchen counter. “That’s some powerful stuff!” Hoping that the effects she felt were normal, Ashley headed down to the basement for a long lifting session.
With the help of the MP pre-workout, Ashley was able to power though her lifts like never before. She just felt like she had so much energy! With each rep, her muscles pumped up bigger and harder until she almost felt like her skin was going to burst. Ashley even started to see some vascularity due to the enormous pump. After she finished her first lifting session, Ashley stood in front of the mirror, her mind absolutely blown by her current size. “God, I wish I could look this big all the time,” Ashley said as she flexed.
She took a break for lunch, a protein shake, and to send a “teaser” text to her husband before going back down for another session. Of course, she also took a second scoop of pre-workout. She wanted to be as pumped as possible for when Mike came home.
Mike found it even harder, if not practically impossible, to concentrate on work after he got the text from Ashley early in the afternoon that simply said, ‘I’ve got a BIG surprise for you when you come home, hun ;-)’ “I wonder what that’s supposed to mean,” Mike asked himself as he imagined his wife growing even bigger. After a quick glance down at his pants, he decided it would probably be best if he didn’t stand up to leave his desk anytime soon.
Ashley’s afternoon workout was even more intense than her morning session, which pumped her muscles up even more until they almost ached with the added size. When she was finished, Ashley checked herself out in the mirror again. Although her muscles themselves hadn’t actually grown much bigger, they sure looked a lot bigger from the added blood flow. It seemed like she had added at least a half inch of muscle everywhere due to the pump, and every muscle was rock hard. “I could definitely get used to feeling and looking like this more often,” Ashley said with a smile, admiring the small bit of vascularity on her biceps. She grabbed a protein shake that she had prepared earlier and looked over to the clock. “Oh! Time to get ready!” she exclaimed and then headed up the stairs.
Mike arrive home around 6pm as usual. The house seemed a little quiet. When he walked into the kitchen, he found a note from Ashley that said, ‘Come upstairs to the bedroom for your BIG surprise ;-)’ “Ooh, can’t wait to see what she’s got planned,” Mike said with excitement as he slipped off his shoes, dropped his work bag, and headed up to the master bedroom. He walked through the bedroom door to find the lights dimmed but Ashley was nowhere to be found.
Hiding behind the door, Ashley watched quietly as Mike entered the room. A wide smile spread across her face as she looked down at her husband, who was standing in the center of the room looking for her. “This is going to be perfect…” she thought to herself as she carefully snuck up behind him. It took all her willpower not to giggle as, for the first time in her life, she was actually looking down at Mike.
“Hey there, Shorty!” Ashley exclaimed causing Mike to quickly turn around and almost bump into his wife, who now stood about two inches taller than him. Ashley stood as straight as she could to make herself as tall as possible and put her hands on her hips to make herself look as wide she could as well. All of her muscles were still engorged from the pump, which made her look even more intimidating given her added height. Ashley was dressed in a sexy pair of lingerie that Mike had gotten for her last Christmas-- and her pumped-up muscles were stretching the lacey garments to the limit. She let out a small giggle as she looked down at Mike, who had an expression of surprise and utter disbelief. “Aren’t you a little cutie!” she said with a laugh.
“Oh… oh, my God, Ashley!” Mike sputtered, looking up at her.
“Don’t you mean, Goddess?” Ashley purred.
“You’re… you’re HUGE!” Mike exclaimed.
“Yeah, I’d say I had a pretty BIG day, don’t you think?” she said as she flexed her biceps and brought her right arm close to his face so he could see. “How about a kiss, little man?”
Without thinking, Mike started to slowly back away. Ashley giggled. “Where are you going, little husband? Don’t you like your big surprise?” Ashley glanced down to notice a large tent starting to form in her husband’s pants. “Something tells me you do!”
Mike’s head was swimming. He never had to look up at Ashley before, and it was a lot to take in. Even when she would wear her 6-inch heels, it always meant they were the same height before he would put on his shoes. He slowly leaned up and gave Ashley a kiss on her waiting lips as she continued to giggle and look down at him, a playful gleam in her green eyes. For a second, all Mike could do was stare back into her eyes in total disbelief of what he was seeing. It was slightly terrifying, yet strangely... sexy. Finally, he took a step back to get the full picture and sighed with relief as reality came back into focus.
“Your damn heels!” Mike said with relieved laughter as he realized that his wife hadn’t ‘magically’ grown taller than him over the course of one day.
Ashley doubled over with laughter as she reached down and slipped out of her favorite pair of 6-inch platform heels. “You. should. have. seen. your. face!” Ashley almost couldn’t speak she was laughing so hard. “OMG! Attack of the six-foot tall Ashley!!” She joked in between fits of laughter.
“Yeah… you got me,” Mike replied sheepishly as he recovered his wits.
Ashley let out a long, laughing sigh as she regained her ability to speak. “You’ve got to admit, that was pretty funny, right?” she said with a smirk. “At least it was funny for me anyway! And It was kinda fun being taller than you for a change.”
“Oh, I’ll get you back, don’t worry!” her husband said with a laugh. “So, what did you do to make your muscles look so much bigger?” he asked as he stepped forward and put a hand on her shoulder.
“Actually... that part is real!” Ashley replied with a smile. “Well, sort of,” she added. “I’m just super pumped right now, so I look a lot bigger than I normally would.”
“Yeah, right. I don’t think I’ve seen a pump this big!” he gave her shoulder a squeeze, and his jaw dropped. Ashley’s muscles felt very real and very hard. In silent awe, Mike’s eyes drifted from his wife’s pumped shoulders to her biceps, noting that her arms looked to be less than an inch or so smaller than his; However, her’s looked harder, fuller, and more defined. Looking at her chest, Mike noticed that Ashley’s breasts were were being pushed forward by her powerful-looking pecs. Ashley giggled and flexed her pecs individually up and down in an alternating rhythm, causing her husband’s jaw to drop a second time.
“I’ve been working on that one,” Ashley said sexily.
“I can tell!” Mike said in amazement as his eyes continued down her chest to her abs. Ashley’s six-pack looked hard and defined even without flexing, but she exhaled and gave them a good flex for his benefit, causing her abs to bunch up even harder. “Looks like you’ve got be beat in the abs department for sure,” Mike said as he admired her tight washboard.
“Darn! Just abs? I guess I’ll have to work harder until beat you in every department,” Ashley smirked.
“Pfft, keep dreaming, love,” Mike chuckled.
“You mean keep lifting, right?” Ashley said, sticking out her tongue.
Ashley stuck out one of her legs and flexed, causing her quad muscles to dance and quickly harden into a slab of muscle. “Do my legs have you beat yet?”
Mike reached down to feel her rock hard leg muscles. “Getting there! Not yet though,” Mike said with a wink.
“Just wait until you see what they can do!” Ashley said playfully as she pulled her husband into a passionate kiss. She gracefully guided him backwards to the bed as she unzipped his jeans and then unbuttoned his shirt. After getting her husband fully undressed, Ashley stopped just long enough to mentally note the difference between their bodies. Yes, Mike was still definitely bigger, but she was really starting to catch up. It was only a matter of time before she closed the gap.
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This is terrific. The last chapter probably didn't arrive as a "surprise" to us readers, but it was very satisfying to read. I think you're doing everything well, especially for a first story. Any interest in growing the writer aspect of Ashley some more in this story? Perhaps her fiction starts concentrating on female muscle growth? Its an opportunity to sound off and work your way through things through her. I had something like that half-written and abandoned because the character to me ended up like a self-serving mouthpiece, but just you know, something to think about.
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I'm glad many of you are enjoying the story! I'll try to get another chapter out in the *near* future, but it may be a little bit of a wait due to Christmas and New Year celebrations :)
This is terrific. The last chapter probably didn't arrive as a "surprise" to us readers, but it was very satisfying to read. I think you're doing everything well, especially for a first story. Any interest in growing the writer aspect of Ashley some more in this story? Perhaps her fiction starts concentrating on female muscle growth?
JT, Thanks for the feedback! In regards to your suggestion, stay tuned-- I think you might like how things continue to develop ;)
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Great chapter again.
And she will grow the 6 inch by MD and then use again the 6 inch heels to be really tall.
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I liked the entry. The muscle growth plus height growth is great to me, especially when she has a husband to compare herself to. I love watching that gap close and can't wait for her to surpass him, and of course, see how he reacts to it all. While it may be developing into a fantasy of his, I'm sure it can't be easy admitting that your wife is bigger, taller, and stronger than you!
My only disappointment is the breast regrowth. I was originally excited that your story seemed to focus on her developing pecs while her breasts shrunk, and the magic supplement took things in the other direction. :shucks
But that's just my personal preference; the story is great and I'm excited to keep reading!
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My only disappointment is the breast regrowth. I was originally excited that your story seemed to focus on her developing pecs while her breasts shrunk, and the magic supplement took things in the other direction.
But that's just my personal preference; the story is great and I'm excited to keep reading!
Based on your previous comment, I figured you wouldn't care much for the "Project MP" supplement, but I'm happy to hear you still like the story despite that detail!
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Great story. Personally I don’t like the height growth but that’s just me.
I don't mind it if its just a few inches, but when they start growing 2 or 3 feet taller its gets a bit much
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I personally love height growth, as long as it's not 7 feet or something unrealistic.
But she has to be at least taller than him, otherwise where's the fun :D ?
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Happy to see another well-done slow growth story here and the descriptions are very well done, keep it up!
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Chapter Six– The Awakening
Having finished her last workout for the day, Ashley drew a nice, hot bubble bath and prepared to relax. With her protein shake in hand, she slowly slipped into the water and closed her eyes. A couple days had passed since Ashley had played her little “prank” on Mike and she was still thinking about it. Since the initial heat of the moment had started to die down a little, Ashley was finally taking the time to process it all. That night was a sort of “awakening” for her, and probably for Mike as well. Not only had she enjoyed seeing her pumped-up muscles begin to rival her husband’s, Ashley had also really liked the feeling of being a couple inches taller than Mike, more than she thought she would actually. Although Mike never actually came out and said it, Ashley could tell by the way he had kept looking at her and squeezing her muscles during sex that he really liked it as well. Did Mike have a secret female muscle fetish he never told her about? Even if he did, Ashley decided that It didn’t bother her. She would be happy to indulge Mike’s “secret” fetish. Truth be told, Ashley was beginning to develop a muscle fetish of her own, and the prospect of getting even bigger sounded like a win-win for both of them. She’d have to remember to order some new workout clothes and shoes though since the ones she had were already getting quite small. She wasn’t going to dwell too much on why or how she was growing-- obviously it had to be the mixture of supplements she had been taking, which was enough explanation for the time being. All she knew is that she wanted more.
Before that night, the thought of actually outsizing her husband had never really crossed her mind. There were just so many factors that prevented it, as if the thought couldn’t have existed before. First off, she had always been so much smaller and weaker than Mike that she never thought she could ever have muscles even close to being as big as his-- apparently, she was wrong. Secondly, she had thought she was past the age where she would grow any taller-- wrong again. Finally, since women are supposed to be smaller than men, she had always been a little afraid that Mike wouldn’t like it if she was too big or too muscular-- which was just silly… and also wrong. It didn’t make much sense that a woman’s size or strength should be limited by the idea that she’s supposed to be smaller and weaker, especially if she has the potential to grow much, much bigger. Besides, Mike was certainly not opposed to her new size.
Ashley closed her eyes and sank down into the bubbles, letting her mind drift. Her last thought had struck a bit of a chord. What would the world be like if the traditional size relationship between men and women started to flip? Despite her own recent experiences, It was probably the sort of thing that would only happen in the realm of imagination-- or maybe in a book.
Ashley sat up in the tub. This was the breakthrough she had been waiting for in her writing career! In a book she could create whatever reality she wanted, so why not create one where women take the lead as the dominant sex? She could even use herself as inspiration! She was so excited about the idea that she drained her bath, dried herself off, and went straight down to the basement, bathrobe and all, to start writing.
Mike arrived home later that evening to find Ashley still busily tapping away at her keyboard down in her basement studio. He could tell by the near-continuous sound of her typing that she was in the zone, so he just peeked around the corner of the basement steps to give her a wave and let her know he was home. Ashley looked up from the keyboard and blew Mike a kiss from across the room before quickly returning to her work. Not wanting to throw off her concentration any further, Mike headed back upstairs to the kitchen to start dinner.
Ashley found a good stopping point so she could join Mike for dinner. Before closing her laptop, she remembered she was still in her bathrobe, which also sparked her memory about needing new workout clothes and shoes. She quickly searched online and found a pair of decent shoes, guessing that she probably needed to go up at least a size larger. She also found some pairs of workout leggings and athletic tops that she liked, up one size from her usual medium. Since she had practically been living in her workout clothes lately, she decided she should probably buy several pairs. Then another thought hit her; maybe she should actually go up two sizes just to be sure. She was a growing woman after all! Ashley smiled to herself as she completed her order.
Ashley came up the stairs shortly after Mike had finished cooking. She bounded over to her husband, jumped up, and wrapped her legs around Mike’s waist, making him almost fall over. Lucky for both of them, Mike was still strong enough to support her weight. With her arms around Mike’s shoulders, Ashley pulled him in for a long, passionate kiss.
“Hmmph!” Mike wheezed as Ashley released the kiss and excitedly squeezed her muscular legs hard around his torso. Mike looked lovingly into Ashley’s deep green eyes before he quietly whispered with his last bit of breath, “Hey there, sexy… that’s… just a little tight.”
“Oh, whoops!” Ashley giggled as she loosened up her grip a little. “Better?”
“Better,” Mike smiled. “Looks like somebody had a good day.”
“Yes!” Ashley beamed and gave her husband a series of quick kisses on the lips. “I finally got the inspiration to start my ‘award-winning’ novel!” she explained with excitement. “I only have the beginning written, but the writing is going really fast and I can already tell that this is going to be BIG!” She gave him one more quick kiss and hopped back down to the floor.
“That’s awesome, Ash!” Mike exclaimed. “What’s it about?”
“I’ll let you read it when I’m done,” Ashley answered coyly. “I can’t spoil the surprise,” she added as she stood up on her tiptoes to gave Mike one more peck on the lips, “but I think you’ll like it,” Ashley said with a wink.
Just then, out of the corner of her eye, Ashley noticed that Mike had gotten his suitcase out of the hall closet. “What’s the suitcase for, hun?” she asked, pointing toward the hallway. “Did I forget about a trip or something?”
Mike laughed awkwardly. “Well… no,” he responded. “I was going to wait until dinner to tell you, but I guess the cat’s already of out the bag. Do you remember me telling you about the structural design plans I drew up for a conference center that was supposed to be built in Silicon Valley?”
“Ooo! Yeah! For that tech company with the endless budget? I thought you were going to go crazy, but you figured it all out! I mean, who puts a 10-story waterfall running down the center atrium? I thought they ended up canning the project, ” Ashley said with raised eyebrows.
“That’s the one, and yes it did get canned,” Mike replied. “The build is back on though, with one major change,” he added.
“Let me guess, now it’s a 15-story waterfall?!” Ashley joked.
“Ha! I wish…” Mike trailed off for a second, leaving Ashley with a bit of suspense. “Instead of Silicon Valley, California, it’s going to be built in… Fargo... North Dakota.”
Ashley’s jaw dropped. “Fargo?” she asked.
“Yep,” Mike answered. “It’s the ‘Silicon Valley of the Midwest!’” he said jokingly.
“And they need you to go up to the frozen north in the middle of winter because…” Ashley said with her head cocked to the side.
“Because I didn’t design for it to be built in Fargo and they want me to go up there and supervise the initial structural and foundation work to make sure all the new calculations are going to work properly,” he explained with a sigh. “I wish I didn’t have to go, but they insisted. It’ll probably be about two weeks or maybe a little longer. They want to get started right away, so I’ll have to leave after next weekend.”
“Oh,” Ashley said, obviously disappointed that she wouldn’t be seeing her husband for a couple of weeks.
“Yeah, it kinda sucks…” Mike said with a frown. “Hey, on the bright side though, you’ll probably want to be busy on your new bestseller anyway. I’ll be back before you know it.”
“I guess that’s true,” Ashley said, pouting.
“Dinner?” Mike asked.
“Dinner,” Ashley responded with a nod.
Mike looked at Ashley and tilted his head to one side. “Are you going to stay in your bathrobe, so should I wait for you to go put on clothes?” He asked with a wink.
“Oh!” Ashley said with a laugh as she looked down to see she was indeed still in her bathrobe. It was so comfortable, she kept forgetting. It had been part of her bridal lingerie and was made of long, white silk that flowed down to the floor well past her feet like the train on a wedding gown. She didn’t normally wear it around due to the fact that she usually tripped on the the extra material on the floor, but apparently the couple extra inches she had grown made walking in the robe a bit more manageable. “Apparently, I’m so comfy I keep forgetting to change,” she said, feeling the softness of the silk material. “My PJs have gotten a bit snug anyway,” she added. “Besides, I’m sure you don’t have any complaints about coming home to your almost-naked wife,” she smirked.
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Mike and Ashley tried to enjoy their time together before Mike had to leave for “North of the Wall,” as they started calling it, but the two weeks seemed to fly by, and Mike carried his packed suitcase down from their upstairs bedroom. “It’s surprising how heavy a couple week’s worth of clothes can be!” he exclaimed as he set the loaded bag down with both hands. Looking around, he didn’t see Ashley, and was a little relieved that she hadn’t seen him struggling to carry his suitcase down the stairs. He hadn’t done any sort of workout since they moved, and he was starting to feel it a little. Remembering that he had left his phone charger in the bedroom, he quickly went back upstairs to get it, leaving he suitcase at the foot of the stairs.
When he returned, his bag was gone. Thinking that Ashley must have wheeled it into the garage for him so he could load it in the car, Mike went into the garage. Walking through the door to the garage, he saw Ashley with his suitcase at the back of the car. Before he could say anything, she grabbed the handle with one arm and loaded it into the trunk of the car without too much trouble. As she shut the trunk, she saw Mike watching her from the doorway. “Got everything, hun?” she asked. “I was expecting your bag to be a bit heavier for such a long trip!”
Mike didn’t quite know how to respond. Based on what he had just seen, his wife had handled his suitcase fairly easily… with one arm. He made a mental note to make sure he found the hotel gym during his trip. “Well, I try to pack light, ya’ know,” he joked, trying to brush off the feeling that Ashley might have caught up to him in the strength department.
“Ya’ know?” Ashley parroted with a laugh. “Working on your northern midwest accent?”
“You betcha!” Mike said with a wink. He walked over to Ashley to give her a goodbye kiss. Standing in front of her, Mike noticed instantly that she seemed bigger. That explains why she didn’t have much trouble with my luggage, he thought to himself, noting that she seemed to have added at least another 10 pounds of muscle to her frame over the last few weeks. The even bigger shock, however, was that Ashley was now only a couple inches shorter than him. Even though it sounded impossible, Mike was fairly certain his wife was now 5’8”.
He didn’t have time to stand and reflect, though, so Mike leaned down slightly for a quick kiss before he needed to hit the road. Ashley quickly grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him down the rest of the way before giving him a very long, sexy kiss. “That should keep you warm for a couple weeks,” she said with a wink and a giggle.
“Mmmm… Maybe,” Mike said with a smile. “How about one more of those just to make sure,” he said as he leaned in for another long kiss.
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Ashley and Mike would talk on the phone every night, but she still found it pretty boring being in the house by herself for the rest of the 23 hours of the day. Since it was the middle of winter, she didn’t feel like doing a whole lot outside, so Ashley mostly spent her time eating, lifting, and writing. The UltraPump pre-workout powder had taken the place of coffee as her go-to energy boost, and she felt like she had plenty of energy to push hard from early morning into the late evening with only short breaks to eat. By the end of the first week, she had made significant progress on both her novel and her muscles. She had also eaten almost her entire supply of groceries. Before Mike had left on the trip, Ashley figured she had enough groceries to last two people one week, or, logically, one person two weeks, right? Wrong. Ashley found herself standing in surprise in front of a nearly-empty fridge.
“Wow, I didn’t realize I had been eating so much!” she said as she stared at the open fridge. Just then her stomach rumbled angrily. “And, apparently, I need more food!” she said. “A quick trip for groceries will do me good. It’ll be nice to get out for a while,” she said, trying to remember exactly when the last time was that she had actually left the house.
Looking down at her sweaty workout clothes, Ashley also couldn’t remember when the last time was that she had worn an actual outfit. For at least the last month, all she had been wearing was either workout clothes, pajamas, which were now too small, or her silk robe. Since she had outgrown her PJs, Ashley just started wearing panties and an old XXL t-shirt to bed.
Ashley closed the fridge and headed upstairs to change clothes for a much-needed trip to the grocery store. After a quick shower, she grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt from her drawer. Stepping into the legs of her old jeans, she managed to pull them to mid-thigh before she realized she would have serious trouble.
“Ughh,” she said as she tried to pull her jeans up over her tree trunk-sized legs. “These. Are. A. Little. Tight!” she said as she tugged harder. Finally, she took a breath and gave one last hard pull. She managed to pull the waistline of her jeans up to the bottom of her butt when she heard a violent ripping sound down around her legs. “Whoops!” she exclaimed, as she looked down to see that her jeans had literally burst as she tried to force them over her muscular legs, which had obviously grown considerably larger since the last time she had worn those jeans. Not only that, but Ashley noticed her jeans were several inches too short.
“That’s odd,” Ashley said. “I could have sworn these weren’t capris.” she said, noting that the bottom of her hem only reached mid-calf. “Oh, well, I guess they’re trash now,” she laughed as she pulled the ruined jeans back off her legs. “Looks like those jeans… or capris... or whatever those were, are no longer an option,” she said, searching her closet for something else to wear. She spotted her old yoga pants on a forgotten pile in the corner. “I know they were a bit too snug to comfortably work out in, but maybe…” she said as she grabbed the yoga pants off the pile and attempted to pull them on.
To her surprise, and relief, Ashley managed to just barely stretch the yoga pants up over her thighs and butt. The spandex material was stretched so tight that it was almost see-through, but at least they were on. Looking down, Ashley noticed that the cuffs of these pants only came up to mid-calf as well. “I guess these are capris now too,” she said as she turned to look at herself in the mirror. With a quick flex of her quad muscles, her yoga pants practically exploded off her legs with a loud snap.
“Aaaah!” Ashley screamed in surprise, but after seeing herself in the mirror with her ruined yoga pants, she couldn’t help but start laughing. “Well, I was kinda hoping to flex out of these things someday anyway! At least that didn’t happen at the grocery store! ”
Apparently, her new workout pants were the only bottoms that would fit her now, but every pair she had needed to be washed before going out in public. She could either do a load of laundry and wait to go to the store, or… her stomach let out another angry growl. She spotted a pair of Mike’s baggy sweatpants, grabbed them off the shelf, and slipped them on. They weren’t fashionable, but at least they fit, which seemed a little odd to her. Ashley had expected them to be way too long for her, but they actually fit her perfectly; and they almost looked a bit less baggy on her than they did on her husband.
“Ok,” Ashley sighed. Getting dressed was turning out to be more of an ordeal than she had anticipated “Pants, check. Shirt?” She looked at the t-shirt she had planned on wearing and burst out laughing. “Well, that’s not going to work,” she giggled as she held the small t-shirt against her chest. Not only had Ashley’s shoulders grown much broader, her breasts were considerably larger as well. Ashley had started outgrowing all of her bras weeks ago, but since her muscular pecs had been giving her plenty of support, she didn’t bother with buying new ones. She really hadn’t noticed until now how much bigger “the girls” had grown.
“Might as well give my old t-shirt the same funeral as my pants,” Ashley said with a smirk as she attempted to squeeze herself into the t-shirt. It was a bit of a struggle, but she finally got it on. The t-shirt fabric looked comically tight as it stretched over her broad shoulders and pumpkin-sized deltoids, and since most of the shirt was taken up by her muscular shoulders, Ashley’s cantaloupe-sized breasts were barely contained at the bottom. Her entire midsection was bare, showing off a rock-hard set of 8-pack abs.
Ashley’s smirk transformed into a devilish smile as she looked at herself in the mirror. She could hear the shirt fabric stretching closer and closer to the breaking point as she began to slowly flex her pecs in an alternating rhythm, pumping her boobs up and down. Still gazing into the mirror, Ashley slowly took in a deep breath, making sure not to expand her chest any further. She then quickly snap-flexed into a most-muscular pose, causing her old t-shirt to burst to shreds on both sides of her back below her shoulder blades to make room for her muscles as they swelled to life.
“BOOM” Ashley thundered as she grabbed her shirt collar and ripped downward from top to bottom, allowing her massive boobs to bounce free. A feeling of empowerment filled her body and Ashley began to laugh as she, once again, started bouncing her boobs up and down. “What… a… RUSH!” she exclaimed as she ended her pec dance with three large pumps for punctuation. “I’m definitely going to have to show that to Mike when he gets home! I bet he’d pass out,” she said with a giggle. “God, I love how big I’m getting.”
Ashley’s stomach growled again in protest for being ignored, causing her to remember that she had originally gone upstairs to find something to wear for a trip to the grocery store. Spotting one of Mike’s t-shirts folded on a shelf in front of her, Ashley grabbed it and slipped it on. It actually fit fairly well, although to her delight, it was a bit snug around her boobs and deltoids. Looking at herself in the mirror wearing her husband’s clothes made Ashley begin to wonder what Mike’s reaction would be if she were to flex out of one of his shirts! “Soon…” she resolved to herself with a quick flex before heading back downstairs.
Ashley put on her new workout shoes, since they were the only shoes she had that fit her now, grabbed her keys, and tried to get into her car. She hadn’t driven since before her growth spurt, and the driver’s seat was so far forward that she could barely squeeze her legs under the steering wheel. “Geez, this must be how Mike feels when he drives my car,” she said as she adjusted the seat to give herself enough legroom.
She decided to swing by the drive-through on her way to the story so she wouldn’t be quite so hungry while shopping for groceries, and after polishing off a triple patty bacon burger and a large side of fries, she was feeling much better. She didn’t normally like fast food burgers, but she was hungry enough that she could almost eat anything. Ashley took her last bite as she pulled into the grocery store parking lot.
As Ashley walked through the store aisles, she was surprised at how everyone looked… smaller. She had spent most of her adult life looking up at most people, and the six inches she had grown really changed her perspective. Not only that, but her muscles made most of the men look scrawny by comparison. She smiled to herself as she thought about how much smaller everyone would look after she kept growing. With that in mind, Ashley filled her cart with as much food as it would hold. It looked like a lot of groceries, but Ashley knew that it would probably only last her a week, and she would probably have to go shopping again before Mike came back home. By the time she finished shopping, went through the checkout line, and loaded her groceries into her car, Ashley was already starting to feel a little hungry again, so she opened up a package of beef jerky to snack on during her drive home.
She made it back to the house with plenty of time for a long afternoon workout, so after she got all the groceries put away, Ashley changed back into her workout clothes. Before she went down into the basement, she got a phone call from Mike.
“Hey, honey!” Ashley said cheerfully when she picked up the phone. “You’re calling early today. What’s up?”
“Hey, Ash,” Mike said with a sigh.
“Rough day at the project site?” She asked
“You could say that,” Mike responded. “We’ve had some major setbacks with the building foundation, and they want me to stay up here until everything gets squared away. Looks like I won’t be coming home next weekend as planned.”
“Oh.” Ashley said with disappointment. “I guess you have to do what you have to do. I hope they’re at least giving you an extra pay bonus for staying up there so long.”
“Well, yeah, at least they are doing that. I’d rather be home with you though,” Mike said.
“I know, me too. We’ll definitely be due for a date night when you come back. We can spend that bonus check!” Ashley said, trying to cheer them both up.
“Sounds like a good plan to me,” Mike responded. “I love you, babe.”
“I love you too!”
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Another great addition to this fabulous story, K++ to you. I love how her perspective is changing and the bigger she gets the more she wants........I wonder what other supplements she can get!! Keep it going, one of the best reads here...........you rock!
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When Mike coming back she already has outmuscle him
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really awesome story. very well written. good plot that makes sense, being in the winter and not wanting to see anyone ! She obviously knows she is big now but I hope Mike gets back and figures out before she does just how much bigger she is !
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Every time someone posts in here, I hope it's a next chapter! Great work!
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Every time someone posts in here, I hope it's a next chapter! Great work!
I copy that.
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Every time someone posts in here, I hope it's a next chapter! Great work!
I copy that.
ya sorry to do the same to you all but hoping for the next of this amazing writing thank you sir !
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Amazing story
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Nice story. Hope it continues
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Seriously, was all excited that the next chapter was coming.......major bump! Hopefully, you have time to add to this epic novel.............
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Hope we get a new chapter soon. The story has so much potential.
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please please continue this story. its just to good!
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Wonderful story. You are a strong writer. I'm not in love with the rapid height changes and perhaps her growth is a tiny bit fast but that is nitpicking. You've done great work here and I hope you continue.
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Love every new sequel! I love how she eats a lot and gets bigger! Would you consider incorporating fat gain with muscle gain?
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BUMP I really hope this story continues
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Agreed!
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The experimental powder warned that some reactions like puberty and late pregnancy might be experienced. Well the growth spurt seems to have kicked off. Wonder what would happen with ....?
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Double Bump, agree with other readers, need an update to this story.............we are waiting with a sense of anticipation. Karma to you! Keep writing!
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Hey, guys! Sorry for taking so long with a new update. I’m glag you all have enjoyed the story so far and I can assure you I’m actively working on a new part! I can’t say exactly when it’ll be done, but it’s on the way. Maybe by Christmas? We can only hope.
Just as an FYI, I don’t get on this site as much as I used to. I will try to remember to post new updates here but in the off chance that I forget... look for me on DA! I’m way more likely to respond to questions and comments over there as well.
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That would be a great Christmas present KJM
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This is amazing. Very eagerly waiting for an update !
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This is amazing. Very eagerly waiting for an update !
We ALL wait for an update
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Bi=ump, hope you are still writing for this story........maybe a Valentines theme for the next installment? K+
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This was surcharging a good story. Sad to see that it has not continued
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This was surcharging a good story. Sad to see that it has not continued
It has is continued. kjm7997 moved the story over to his DA. Search for his username and you can see that he was last on chapter 8 part 1. The story has been renamed to Paradigm Shift.
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Awesome thank you so much
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Thanks for the story. Glad to know there is more.
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I really wanted to see how this continued
Here is part 7 from the DA page
Paradigm Shift
Chapter Seven – A Growing Girl
Ashley grabbed the last slice of pizza and stared blankly at the empty box that had, less than half an hour earlier, held a medium meat-lover’s pizza. She wasn’t usually a fan of ordering out, especially since she was an excellent cook, but after Mike told her the news that he wouldn’t be home for a couple more weeks she just felt like ordering a pizza, getting in an extra hour of heavy lifting, and having a hot meal waiting for her when she was done. She had to admit, it was pretty convenient, and it was nice to have one less meal to worry about cooking herself. As an added benefit, it would help her groceries go a bit further-- or so was her hope.
Ashley had certainly never finished an entire medium pizza in one sitting, and her increased appetite was surprising. She had really pushed herself to the limit during her “bonus workout” and had worked up quite an appetite as a result; it was difficult for her to resist the hunger that ensued. Realizing that she had just consumed an entire day’s worth of calories in one meal, and that wasn’t counting the extra large post-workout protein shake, Ashley was a little bit concerned as she looked down at her melon-sized breasts. If the Project MP supplement was designed to store surplus calories in her breasts, Ashley decided she had better keep a closer watch on her caloric intake. She didn’t really like the idea of “the girls” growing too much larger if she could avoid it, although they did look quite supported and perky despite their size. It was as if gravity had little to no effect on them. Ashley cupped both breasts in her hands, each being well over a handful, gave them a little lift and squeeze, and then watched them firmly jiggle and bounce back into “orbit” after letting them go. “I guess I just won’t make a habit of it…” she trailed off to herself as she grabbed the empty pizza box and dropped it into the trash.
Later that evening, while climbing the stairs on her way to bed after catching up on a little TV, Ashley’s muscles were really beginning to ache as the aftermath of her intense workout began to set in. “Ooof,” she groaned as she stood on the second stair. “Maybe I should dial it back a little tomorrow in both the eating AND lifting departments,” she said as she hobbled up the rest of the stairs to her bed.
The next morning however, Ashley woke up early feeling refreshed and rested. To her surprise, she wasn’t even sore anymore! Popping out of bed, and not even bothering to get dressed, Ashley headed downstairs to start her day with a bowl of oatmeal, a shaker of pre-workout, and a protein shake. After finishing her breakfast, she started to go back upstairs to put on her workout clothes when the thought occurred to her, “Why get dressed if I have the house to myself anyway?” With a quick shrug she turned on her heels and headed down to the basement.
The UltraPump pre-workout quickly worked through her veins and, without the encumbrance of her workout clothes, she was able to witness first-hand as her muscles began to engorge with the increased blood flow. “Whoa, baby!” Ashley exclaimed with excitement as she looked at herself in the mirror. “Looks like somebody’s muscles are well-fed and happy this morning!” she said with a giggle. After a few quick flexes and pec bounces in the mirror, Ashley bounded over to the squat rack to get started.
Upon completing her warm-up sets, Ashley loaded up the barbell with 215 pounds, deciding that she was feeling good enough to add 5 pounds from what she was lifting the day before. A couple reps into her first work set, Ashley felt like something was off. Why was the bar so… light? She set the bar down on the rack and double-checked the weights, thinking that maybe she grabbed the 25-pound plates instead of the 35s? Nope. The bar was loaded with one 45-lb plate and one 35-lb plate on each side with 5-pound change plates to make... hmmm… yep, 215 lbs! With a devilish grin, Ashley added another set of 5-pounders to the bar and resumed her squat workout.
Just like her squats, Ashley was able to easily increase the weight on each one of her lifts. While she had originally been concerned that having such a calorie surplus would go straight to her boobs, was it possible that her body had managed to utilize the extra calories for muscle recovery and growth? Given the way she felt that morning, the thought definitely deserved some additional investigation. “I guess a growing girl’s gotta eat!” she said as she stacked the weights at the end of her workout.
Over the next several days, Ashley decided to test her theory by becoming less focused on calorie counting and more focused on just eating whenever she felt hungry, which was fairly often. To make sure she would have more than enough food to last her through her “experiment,” she made an extra grocery delivery purchase online and had it delivered straight to her door, deciding that she didn’t have the time to bother with making the drive to the store herself. It was evident by the way she felt that her body needed the extra calories. Although she didn’t experience nearly as large of an increase as she did on the first day, which she guessed must have been due to her body finally getting the fuel it needed, Ashley experienced slow and steady gains throughout the week-- and her appetite just kept growing.
By the end of the week, Ashley felt that it was time for another well-deserved “cheat meal” pizza. Having saved her previous online order, Ashley was able to quickly start the ordering process on her laptop in-between sets of deadlifts which, for this workout at least, she was easily handling 350 pounds for reps. But before hitting the “Place Order” button, Ashley’s stomach let out a hungry growl. Deciding she might as well “feed the beast,” she decided to go with a large pizza instead of a medium as a smile spread across her lips.
Ashley continued her lifting session while keeping an eye on her pizza delivery status. About thirty minutes later, the online pizza tracker let her know that her order was on its way. Ashley quickly toweled off and started upstairs to wait for the pizza guy at the front door. Looking at her silk bathrobe that she had slipped on, Ashley decided that it was probably not the best wardrobe choice for answering the door. With just a couple minutes to spare before her pizza arrived, she quickly ran upstairs to a heap of clean clothes in the corner of the bedroom that were waiting to be folded after her most recent load of laundry. On top of the pile were Mike’s baggy sweatpants and t-shirt that she had worn last week on her trip to the grocery store. Ashley grabbed the outfit and started to put them on. But to her surprise-- they were no longer baggy.
Ashley’s legs and glutes filled out the sweatpants completely and the cuffs were riding up above her ankles by several inches. Similarly, Mike’s t-shirt was skin-tight around her shoulders and chest and left a quartet of her lower ab muscles exposed. The outline of her prominent nipples could clearly be seen beneath the tight fabric, making it obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra; although her firm breasts clearly didn’t need the additional support anyway. “Crap.” Ashley muttered. “I must have shrunk Mike’s clothes in the wash. He’s going to be pissed. This was one of his favorite t-shirts!” Before she could pick out a different set of clothes, the front doorbell rang.
“Pizza time!” Ashley exclaimed as any thought of finding a different set of clothes to wear was completely erased from her mind. She quickly made her way back downstairs and opened the front door. The delivery guy almost lost his grip on the pizza box.
Standing on the step below the front door threshold, his face was just about eye level with Ashley’s gigantic breasts. If he were to lean forward, he ran the risk of getting poked in the eye. “Uh… Here’s your pizza... ma’am,” he said with a dazed squeak as he tried to regain his composure.
Ashley cocked her head to the side and smiled, trying to figure out why the young man seemed so nervous until realizing that she was practically overflowing from her tight clothing. Oops!
“Oh… I’m so sorry!” Ashley blushed as she looked down at her husband’s formerly-baggy clothes clinging tightly to her muscular curves and then to the pizza guy awkwardly standing in front of her. She stepped down to join the man on the front porch and shyly crossed her arms in front of her chest. “I think these clothes… must have… shrunk in the wash,” she explained with embarrassment as she shifted and tugged and at the fabric of the t-shirt hoping to coax a bit more room out of the strained clothing.
The delivery boy just stood there in daze for a moment before realizing that he was staring again. Even though they were now standing on the same level, Ashley still towered over him by several inches. A halo of light gleamed around her wide shoulders as she nearly blocked any light that was coming from the open doorway. He was a loss for words. “Oh, that’s uh... I don’t think they’ve… that’s not … here you go, ma’am. ” he stammered as he handed Ashley the pizza in exchange for the cash in her hand. Before Ashley could say another word, the delivery boy was already halfway to his car.
“You know,” Ashley said to herself as she shut the front door and started for the kitchen. “He looked really familiar...” Ashley grabbed a slice of steaming-hot pizza and sat down at their kitchen nook bar table. “Oh!” Ashley exclaimed, struck by a sudden wave of recognition as she took a bite. “He looked just like the pizza guy from last week... except waaay smaller! That must have been his little brother or something.” Ashley thought for a second; something seemed a little... “off”-- but she couldn’t quite place it. Despite the very noticeable size difference, to her recollection the two pizza guys could have been twins... they even had the same haircut and eyebrow ring, she mused to herself between bites of pizza. Ashley shrugged and reached for another slice, but in the back of her mind she was still trying to put the pieces together. Her buzzing cell phone derailed her train of thought.
Wiping the grease off her fingers, Ashley picked up her phone to accept a FaceTime call request from Mike. “Hey babe!” She said excitedly as she held the phone out in front of her so she could see the video feed of Mike’s smile at the other end. “What’s up?” she asked.
“Just thought we could FaceTime for a change-- I miss seeing your face,” he responded with a laugh.
“Awww, that’s sweet of you, hun,” Ashley said as she cutely wrinkled her nose. “It’s good to see your face for a change too! Are you all done for the day?”
“Yeah, I’m just back in my hotel room and thought I’d call you quick before I head out for dinner. Looks like it’s pizza night for you?” Mike asked, as he squinted at the screen. “Hey, is that my favorite t-shirt?”
“Ha, yeah it’s my Friday night cheat meal!” she laughed. “I mean the pizza is my cheat meal, not your shirt. Oh, and yeah, this is your shirt, by the way,” Ashley added as she took another bite. “I had to toss something on to go answer the door for the pizza guy and it was the closest thing I could find.”
“Hmmm….” Mike said as he narrowed his eyes with playful inquisition. “Why couldn’t you just wear one of your own shirts? And why were you not wearing a shirt in the first place?” he laughed before taking another close look at the screen. “Alsooo… Did you shrink it or something? ...It looks really tight on you!”
“Well… yeah,” Ashley answered, knowing that she had been caught red handed. “So, I had just finished my workout and the pizza guy was literally minutes away, so I needed to toss on a clean shirt. I kinda borrowed this one last week when I went to the grocery store, so it was just sitting there on top of the laundry pile. Unfortunately… yes, I think it shrunk in the wash. I was hoping to get it back to normal before you came home so that you wouldn’t notice, but...“ she explained with an innocent smile.
“Busted!” Mike finished for her playfully. “Well, hopefully you can get it back to normal,” Mike laughed. “I thought most shirts came pre-shrunk these days, but by the look of it you’ve managed to take it down by at least two sizes. It was a little tight on me before, you know, to show off the guns, but I’d probably just look ridiculous in it at this point,” Mike said. “Hey, maybe you should keep it, Ash! It looks like you’ve got a pretty good gun show going on yourself!”
“Ha!” Ashley snorted. “I dunno, Mike, this shirt might even be a bit too small for me at this point.” Ashley flexed her bicep and pumped hard a few times until she heard the unmistakable sound of ripping fabric. “Ooop!” Ashley said in surprise as she quickly lowered he arm and pretended nothing had happened.
“What was that?!” Mike exclaimed. “Did you… did you just rip my favorite shirt by flexing too hard?”
“Huh? Umm… Nope. No, I didn’t.” Ashley responded quickly, trying to feign innocence.
“Well it definitely sounded like you ripped my favorite shirt,” Mike laughed. “Oh well, it wasn’t like I was going to be able to wear it anyway after you shrunk it!”
Ashley stuck her tongue out and giggled. “Well it sounded to me like you said I should keep your favorite shirt a minute ago, so a little rip shouldn’t matter to you anyway.”
“Ok, ok, you win,” Mike conceded. “At any rate, I’m probably more impressed than angry about it. Your muscles just ripped a shirt!”
“Haha, I guess so!” Ashley giggled. “I’ve been working out,” she said playfully.
“Obviously. I can’t wait to see all the progress you’ve made when I come home next Friday, which is the other reason why I’m calling,” Mike said with a grin.
“Really?!” Ashley said with excitement. “That’s great! I can’t wait to have my hubby back home!”
“Yeah, it’s been a long grind. Friday can’t come soon enough!” Mike smiled. “Anyway, I’ll probably be home by dinner, so maybe we should go out someplace?”
“Oh, I like that idea...” Ashley smiled, “but I feel like I haven’t actually seen you in forever, so… maybe we have a date night in?” Ashley said with a coy smile and a wink.
“Done. You don’t have to ask me twice about that! I’ll pick up a bottle of wine on my way home from the airport. Do we still have those steaks in the freezer?”
Ashley bit her lower lip. “Um… no, I ate them a couple days ago.”
“Hmpf. Ruining my shirts AND eating all the steak. I see how it is when I leave for a work trip,” Mike joked.
“Watch it, mister. You forget that I’m a growing girl. I needed that steak!” Ashley shot back in mock anger before letting out a cute giggle.
“Ha ha, whatever you say, Ash,” Mike rolled his eyes. “The good butcher shop we like is actually on the way home as well, so I’ll pick up a couple new ones. Any requests? Ribeye? Fillet?”
“Hmmm…” Ashley though for a second. “Porterhouse. Bone-in.”
Mike snorted. “Hungry much?” He joked.
“Like I said. Growing girl,” Ashley stuck out her tongue and offered a quick flex.
“Apparently. And geez, Ash! By the look of that bicep, I’d better start hitting the gym soon or you might even pass me up!” Mike said, somewhat joking, somewhat awestruck, somewhat worried.
“Well, what would be wrong with that?” Ashley said as she raised her eyebrows playfully and presented another flex closer to the camera.
He wasn’t going to say so, but Mike was starting to get slightly aroused. “I uh…”
Ashley giggled and dropped her arm. “Oh, I’m just playing, hun! I’ve got a looong way still before I catch up to you, I’m sure!”
Mike wasn’t so sure. But he admittedly wasn’t too upset about it. He was just surprised that it was now a very real possibility… and he kind of liked the idea. Catching himself in a short daydream, Mike re-joined reality. “Well, anyway, I’d love to sit here and stare at you flexing your biceps for the rest of the evening, Ash, but I probably better go get something to eat. Just a few more days and then you can give me the gun show for real!” Mike said with a wink and a smile. “Oh, and don’t rip any more of my shirts!” he added with a sarcastic chuckle.
Ashley pouted playfully before blowing her husband a quick kiss and a wave goodbye. After hanging up the phone, Ashley decided that with one week to go until her husband came home, she had some work do.
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Paradigm Shift
Chapter Eight – Welcome Home, Part I
Ashley sat on the workout bench to rest after completing her final set of hammer curls. Given the fact that she had decided two weeks ago that workout clothes were just an encumbrance, so was only dressed in a pair of lace panties, although even those seemed to be stretched to the maximum at this point. A small pool of sweat started forming at her feet as it dripped from her glistening body, her massive bare chest rising and falling with each slow breath. Once rested, she picked up the 75-lb dumbbells and began a slow set of seated overhead press. She watched herself in the mirror and smiled as her pumped shoulders and traps efficiently moved the weights and caused her engorged muscles to swell even further. She loved watching her muscles work and grow.
When she was finished with overhead press, Ashley racked her dumbbells, stood in front of the mirror, and flexed. The woman she saw smiling back at her amazed even herself. By her estimation, she had been only a little smaller than Mike before he left on his trip, so by now she had likely caught up to his size, if not slightly surpassed him. Ashley raised into a double biceps pose and flexed hard. Her biceps had not only grown larger but also more developed and defined over the last several weeks. Even in his best condition, Mike never had this kind of definition, Ashley mused to herself. Given that that her muscles were now probably both bigger and a lot more defined than his, it was almost a sure thing that she was also a lot stronger than him now, she thought with a smile.
Ashley continued flexing, deep in thought. A few weeks ago, prior to Mike leaving on his work trip to Fargo, Ashley began to suspect that her husband had a secret muscle fetish. Rather than let this bother her, as it may have done a few months ago before she started lifting weights, it drove her. Ashley had been working hard every day, deciding she wanted to indulge her husband’s fantasy, as well as her own. During their FaceTime conversation last week she could tell that Mike was covertly trying to size up her muscles… and she could also tell that he liked it. She and her husband apparently desired the same thing-- more muscle. Ashley wanted Mike to be completely blown away when she could finally show off her progress in person.
Ashley stood up on her tiptoes and the top of her head rose above the focus of the mirror’s reflection. Although she hadn’t actually measured herself, Ashley knew that her perspective had been slowly shifting upwards. Coupled with the fact that she had needed to raise the barbell cradle on the squat rack a couple times over the last three weeks, Ashley knew she had continued to grow taller as well. She probably outsized Mike in the height department now as well, but Ashley resisted the urge to measure herself just yet to find out. The anticipation of finally being bigger, stronger, and taller than her husband was oddly exhilarating.
Mike was finally coming home this evening, so she would know very soon. Her bright smile beamed back at her from the top of the mirror as she continued watching her muscles flex and swell from her higher perpective. How much longer before she had to buy a larger mirror? Was that even a possibility?? The thought sent a sudden and surprising shiver of excitement.
Of course she wasn’t only transforming her body to satisfy some newly-found shared secret muscle fetish between her husband and herself-- she felt like this was something bigger than that. Something had awakened in Ashley, as if an invisible switch had been turned on. It seemed like every day she could do more than the day before and it was up to her to explore her new limits. It was as if she was the embodiment of one of the characters in her novel; although, Ashley thought to herself, it was more correct to say that her fictional characters were really inspired by her own transformation as she thought back to her “bathtub epiphany.” She smiled as she recalled the feelings she had that day after realizing that maybe she had a lot more potential than she had ever given herself credit for.
Ashley was challenging the so-called “natural order” of things; the idea that men are big, and women are small, and that’s just the way it is and always will be. But despite this however, in no way did her transformation feel out of place. On the contrary, actually. Something about it felt… normal. Something about it felt… right. Perhaps, Ashley thought to herself, that she was somehow uncovering a new version of the natural order-- a paradigm shift.
Paradigm Shift. Ashley’s mind lingered on that thought. She always waited to give any of her writing a title until it was nearly complete, and Paradigm Shift sounded perfect. That would be the title of her novel, she thought to herself as she whispered it out loud, “Paradigm Shift.”
Continuing to look at herself in the mirror, Ashley realized that her novel was becoming less and less of a work of fiction, at least as far as she and Mike were concerned. Did that carry over to other women also? She couldn’t be the only woman to experience such a transformation after taking the MP supplements, right? Perhaps her novel was more than just a work of fiction...
Lost in her reverie, it suddenly occurred to Ashley that she still hadn’t said anything to Mike about what she’d been writing, which was now almost complete and finally even had a title. How would he react when she finally let him read it? Mike obviously seemed enthralled by her recent muscular development and growth, but would he want to read a book where all women were big and strong and dominant? Maybe it was pushing the boundary too far… Or maybe he just needed to have his own boundaries pushed a little. With a wry smile Ashley decided she should grab her 6-inch heels out of the closet again, just in case. With her workout complete, Ashley toweled off and headed upstairs to take a quick shower and get dressed before Mike came home.
Ashley stepped into her closet and took out her favorite black and white party dress, deciding that she would actually put some clothes on for a change, if only for the purpose of giving Mike something to take off her. With the dress still on the hanger, she held it up to her body. There was absolutely no way… bzzzt bzzzt. Ashley’s phone buzzed in her other hand as a text from Mike appeared on the screen.
“Surprise! I was hanging out in the standby line and found an earlier flight! Just landed at the airport, so... I’ll be home soon!! I just have to pick up the wine and steaks :)”
Ashley’s heart skipped a beat, both with the excitement that Mike was coming home early and the realization that she had better finish getting ready-- Quickly! Ashley tossed the dress on her bed and headed for the shower. At least she could try to smell good when her husband came home, she thought to herself.
Ashley turned on the water and let it heat up to steaming before stepping in. Before long, she was engulfed in hot, steamy mist as the water and soap cascaded down her pumped muscles. Ashley relished in the moment, taking advantage of the chance to feel her body as she lathered soap across every muscular inch. The only thing that would make things better, she thought, would be if Mike was there to join her-- and soon enough he would be. Ashley quickly became lost in her fantasy as she imagined Mike exploring her new amazonian body... rubbing... squeezing... worshipping.
The sudden sound of the overhead garage door opening a floor below her abruptly pulled her back to reality. “Shit! He’s home already!” Ashley exclaimed as she jumped out of the shower. She quickly dried off with a towel and slipped on her silk robe. With the mirror completely fogged up from the shower steam, Ashley decided to forego putting on makeup and skip straight to drying her hair. Over the loud hum of the blowdryer, Ashley could just barely make out the sound of the garage door closing but nothing else. If Mike decided to unload his car, Ashley thought to herself, that might buy her a bit more time. Working quickly, she flung her head forward in order to dry her thick, blonde “mane” of hair from the opposite direction.
Looking back at the door between her armpit and large left breast, Ashley thought she caught a blur of motion out of the corner of her eye. Was it her hair, or… maybe... Ashley smiled as she realized it was probably Mike trying to sneak up on her. Slowly, she turned her hips so that she was facing the wall on her right. Ashley’s smile widened when she heard a quick step behind her on the left. “Gotcha,” Ashley exclaimed as she swung her large hips around to the left and connected solidly with her husband’s torso. With a guttural “Oooomf!” Mike was knocked to the bathroom floor and slid a few feet away. Ashley turned off the blow dryer and giggled as she walked over to her husband, who was sitting there stunned by the momentum generated by his wife’s muscular body.
“Oh my gosh, Mike!” Ashley exclaimed in mock surprise. “I didn’t see you--I’m so sorry! Are you ok?!” Ashley laughed playfully as she stood over him. “Thought you could sneak up on me, eh?” she added with a smile and a wink as she held out a hand to help him up.
Mike looked up at her from the floor and smiled back. Aside from getting the wind knocked out of him a little, he was just fine-- although completely caught off guard at the unexpected force generated by his wife’s hips. “Apparently, I’m out of practice in the sneaking department,” he said with an embarrassed chuckle as he grabbed Ashley’s outstretched hand. Both husband and wife froze at the contact.
Having literally held hands for hours on end, Mike and Ashley both noticed instantly that Mike’s hand felt oddly small in Ashley’s grasp. Slowly, Mike pulled himself to his feet. Ashley let out a sharp gasp, dropping Mike’s hand to cover her mouth in sudden surprise. She had expected to have grown a little while Mike was away, but her expectation was to be able to finally look her husband straight in the eye. As he stood to his full height, Ashley could practically see over the top of Mike’s head, while Mike was looking directly at her chin.
Mike looked up to his wife and cocked his head to the side with a wry smile. “Nice try, Ash,” Mike said dryly, “how big are your heels this time…seven inches? Eight?” Mike said teasingly as he reached down to lift up the bottom of Ashley’s robe, which was just barely touching the floor.
“I’m… I’m not--” Ashley stammered as Mike started to lift the silk fabric off the floor to reveal her bare feet. It was Mike’s turn to gasp. “I’m not wearing any heels.” Ashley said in near panic as she looked down at the top of her husband’s forehead in disbelief. Mike looked down at his wife’s bare feet and then back up into her eyes, his mouth agape in total shock.
Mike and Ashley stared at each other, neither one knowing quite what to say. Ashley at least had a little forewarning since she knew she had grown “a little,” but Mike’s mind was racing. The perspectives between them seemed to almost be flipped since the first time they noticed that Ashley was growing taller. Mike estimated there to be about a four inch difference between them, but how long would it be before there was a six inch difference or even an eight inch difference? And how much would Ashley continue to grow after that?
Ashley looked down at Mike and bit her lower lip, contemplating her next move. “Soooo… I didn’t just grow taller…” She said to her husband as she slowly opened her robe and slipped it off her shoulders, allowing the silky fabric to cascade across her body down to the floor.
Mike’s eyes stayed fixed on Ashley’s for a moment before drifting down to survey his wife’s amazonian form. Her shoulders, which now rested just below his eye level were round and full like firm honeydew melons sitting above biceps that resembled overfilled footballs. Ashley’s arms were easily over 18 inches, Mike thought to himself, at least 3 inches bigger than his own. His eyes drifted to her breasts-- oh god, her breasts. They looked as big as watermelons, but with the support of Ashley’s pecs serving as their muscular foundation, they seemed to rest effortlessly on top as if she were generating her own gravitational pull. The twin orbs slowly rose and fell with each breath that Ashley took. As Mike’s gaze lingered on Ashley’s breasts, she began gently flexing her pecs, causing each breast to slowly rise and then bounce heavily back into place. “Nnnngggh,” Mike groaned involuntarily as he stood mesmerized by Ashley’s otherworldly and incredibly sexy display of muscle control.
Ashley giggled. “You like that?” she said softly with an air of seduction. Mike just nodded, unable to form words as he continued to watch his wife’s boobs dancing erotically just below his chin. Eye’s moving downward, Mike took in Ashley’s cobblestone abs-- two… four… six… eight, he counted as he went. As if drawn in by a magnetic field, Mike found his hand slowly reaching out to touch Ashley’s unbelievable torso. Stopping himself just short, he quickly looked up to his wife’s face as if seeking her final approval to touch. Ashley nodded in eager encouragement, “Go ahead, babe, you can touch them. I’m your wife, remember?” she laughed
Mike placed both his hands on his wife’s abs just in time to feel them harden into an indestructible wall of stone beneath his touch as she flexed. Gently at first, and then much harder, Mike pressed against Ashley’s abs in a vain attempt to make even the smallest indentation. “Incredible…” Mike voiced in a barely audible whisper of awe and adoration.
Timidly removing his hand from Ashley’s eight-pack, Mike gazed down at the powerful foundations upon which the muscular Adonis before him stood. Each of her legs seemed to be maybe just an inch or two smaller than his waist and corded with thick, hard muscle. His wife’s quads flared out impressively from above her knees into solid pillars of power and strength. It was quite possible, Mike thought, that if he were a smaller man she would almost have as much muscle in her legs than he would in his entire body. How long before that was actually the case?? Mike started to tremble as he stared at her powerful legs before finally lifting his gaze back up to meet his wife’s.
Ashley, sensing her husband’s trepidation, smiled down at him lovingly in an attempt to melt away any fear or unease that Mike may have felt by her intimidating form. They were still lovers despite her new size, right? Would Mike still love her as he did before? Looking down at her husband, Ashley knew that her feelings toward her husband had only grown stronger, if anything. As Mike looked back into Ashley’s smiling green eyes, with all their comfort and love, Mike suddenly felt… safe, secure. “I guess you didn’t shrink my favorite shirt in the wash after all,” he joked.
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Really awesome! Thanks for continuing!
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Amazing addition to the story, without perspective neither of them realized how well the MP Supplements were working on her........I hope you continue with the thought that she needs to continue to test her limits. This is a great story, KARMA to you, please continue ad maybe allow him to speak about her workouts from his detail and perspective. K+++++
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WoW really awesome story! i absolutely love the characters and the pacing so far! keep up the good work!
allso i am really new on here. how do one give karma and stuff?
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Hey, I’m glad you all are enjoying my story! Sorry for not posting on here, but it looks like someone has taken the initiative to do so for me. Anyway, happy reading! I’ll try to write more soon.
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Great chapter again.
Now she is bigger than him and I hope in chapter nine she will show him how much bigger she is.
But perhaps Mike could train again and try ro get bigger himself. But the difference between them will still rise. But as Ashley likes muscles, Mike should try to get more muscles himself.
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I know it's been awhile, but I have to bump this story. Any chance you have a new chapter coming?