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When they arrived at Cord’s place he was a true gentleman. He gave her fresh towels and showed her to her room. She took a leisurely shower and then retired to her room where she wrestled on a pair of silken pajamas. Already, the fabric of the XLs was straining against the immensity of her form. It seemed that buying clothing was going to be a constant struggle for her in a world made for waif thin lesser beings.
A gentle rap on the door startled her out of her introspection.

"Come in," she rumbled in a husky somewhat unfamiliar voice. Cord peeked inside and his eyes widened slightly at the sight of the struggling giant. "You look..." he hesitated, searching for a word, "remarkable." He offered a small smile. "Beautiful, even."

“I needed to hear that. Thank you,” she beamed.

“Just speaking the truth. No pressure, but would you like the injection?" He asked, his voice barely a whisper. “We can always do a raincheck if you’re not up for it.”

"No, I mean, God, yes. Give it to me," she responded. Discarding her silk pants with a careless toss, she stood clad only in her pajama top. The full, breathtaking expanse of her golden-tanned form lay before him. Cord nearly choked on his own breath. She was beauty and strength personified. Each glute was a perfect orb of tightly packed muscle gleaming under the soft light.

He cleared his throat. With trembling hands, he prepped the vial, the shimmering liquid within seeming to writhe with energy. “The recommended dose is 2mg.”

“You know I don’t do recommended doses,” she chuckled. The frustration had vanished. She was once again entirely focused on size and strength. “I can take ten times that. I don’t have side effects.”

“But that’s the whole bottle,” Cord responded.

“Then so be it,” she said leaning against an oak chair to give him full access.

Cord shook his head and prepared five needles. He then injected the first dose into the inside of her powerful glutes. The effects were immediate. A jolt of electricity shot through her. It felt as if a white-hot wave of power was surging through her. Her muscles convulsed. A guttural growl ripped from her throat and passed unwillingly through her lips.

Cord stepped back horrified. “Are you… Are you okay?”

She gritted her teeth and nodded. “Finish it!” Her voice was now commanding rather than pleading. As he complied, wave after wave of tingling sensations spread through her body. They radiated from the injection site and were followed by white-hot flares of pain.

Each time the pain intensified her colossal muscles began to swell further. Sarah’s jaw muscles twinged as she gritted her teeth harder. Her body became a battleground between pain and power and she was determined to come out on the other side unscathed. With a series of sickening rips and tears, the pajamas shredded around her, and her muscles swelled forth.

The seams split first along her flared wings as if widening in anticipation that the rest of her muscles would need the space. Soon enough her biceps reached the crescendo of what the short sleeves could handle. In moments her traps and chest swelled and the fabric was nothing more than a distracting curtain. Sarah reached up and tore the rest of the distracting material and stood nude before Cord.

Despite the unworldly sight before him Cord hardly noticed. He was struggling with a different problem. Sarah’s glutes had swelled and hardened so much that he was unable to penetrate the last needle through her skin even after a few attempts. It took a final hard punch with the final needle to pierce her skin.

Finally, finished, Cord sat back exhausted and looked up at the shimmering behemoth before him. Sarah, mid-transformation, had frozen in place with a look of surprised concentration etched on her face. Her body was already noticeably larger than it was moments ago seeming to take all of the space in his field of vision.

Soon, the sturdy oak chair that had supported her impressive form earlier creaked ominously. Then, with a resounding crack, one of the legs gave way, sending the chair tumbling backward and Sarah crashing onto the floor. Dust motes danced in the air. ​​When it settled, an unnatural stillness momentarily hung in the air.

Sarah broke the silence with a surprised chuckle. The sound rumbled through the room, shaking loose a few picture frames from the wall. ​​It sounded less like a human chuckle and more like the sound of raw power finding its voice.

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