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The female doctor stood before her, a confident smirk on her lips as she selected another syringe from the tray. Her gloved hands expertly injected the steroids into a new muscle group, watching with hungry eyes as it spread through the girl's body. With each injection, the girl felt her muscles swell and grow, pushing against the confines of her skin. Her breasts ached as the growth spread to her pectorals, making them harder and more defined. Her abs tightened, becoming a roadmap of ridges and valleys, and her thighs burned with the knowledge that soon they too would be transformed.
The growth was uneven at first, with one muscle group growing faster than the next, creating an almost barbaric asymmetry. The doctor seemed to take delight in this, adjusting the settings on the machine to accentuate the differences, making the girl's body a living canvas of grotesque beauty. The girl could feel her muscles straining against their own growth, the tendons and ligaments pulling taut as her body was stretched to its limits. It was an exquisite pain, and she welcomed it with open arms.
With each passing injection, her muscles swelled further, pushing against her skin in a display of raw power. Her shoulders broadened and her arms thickened, making her look more like some kind of primal warrior. Her back arched involuntarily as her latissimus dorsi muscles ballooned, and her buttocks grew rounder and firmer, emphasizing the contrast between her newly sculpted upper body and her lower half. She could feel her spine elongating, her vertebrae growing larger and stronger, pushing against her ribcage.
Her legs continued to grow at a rapid pace, her quads becoming impossibly thick and her hamstrings tightening into cords of steel. The doctor paused for a moment, admiring the girl's newfound gait as she walked her fingers across the table, feeling the tension in her newly developed muscles. With a satisfied smile, she injected the final syringe into the girl's calves, watching with hungry eyes as the muscles bulged and strained against their newly enlarged tendons.
The girl could feel her skin stretching to its limit, her body growing taller and more imposing with each passing moment. Her neck thickened, her trapezius muscles pulling her head back further, giving her a regal bearing. Her abdominal muscles coiled and rippled beneath her skin, a testament to the strength and power coursing through her veins.
Her breasts continued to grow, becoming heavy and full, pulling at her shoulders with their weight. The doctor adjusted the table once more, lifting her chest slightly to accommodate the growth. As her ribcage expanded, her lungs filled with air, making her feel invincible. Her spine elongated further, and her tailbone pushed into the table, forcing a small grunt from her lips.
The growth spread to her arms now, making them thicker and more defined. The triceps and biceps bulged, stretching the skin tight across her arms. Her forearms grew wider, revealing veins that throbbed with life. The doctor leaned in close, admiring her newfound strength, and injected a final dose of steroids into her deltoids. The girl felt a surge of power course through her body as her shoulders broadened and her upper back grew more muscular.
Her legs continued to grow, her calves swelling and hardening. The tendons and ligaments stretched taut, accentuating every muscle fibre beneath the skin. Her feet grew larger, her toes spreading out as her arches rose higher. The growth was not yet complete, but the girl could feel it slowing down, her body reaching its peak.
The doctor stepped back, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she surveyed her work. The girl lay on the table, panting heavily, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. She could feel the weight of her new muscles, the strength coursing through her veins. She flexed her arms, watching as her biceps and triceps bulged, and then she arched her back, feeling the tension in her back muscles release in a satisfying pop.
Her legs trembled beneath her as she tried to stand, adjusting to the new weight and balance of her body. The doctor steadied her, helping her find her footing. The girl was taller now, at least a foot taller than before, her body a sculpture of pure muscle and power. She could feel the eyes on her, could sense the awe and admiration in the air.
She flexed her arms again, relishing the way her biceps and triceps stood out in sharp relief. Her chest heaved with every breath, her nipples hardening into small, tight buds. Her back arched naturally, pushing her breasts forward, and she felt a surge of pride course through her veins. She was an unstoppable force, a living, breathing work of art.
The doctor's eyes gleamed with admiration. "Well, my dear," she said softly, "I believe you're ready for your big debut. The world is going to be in awe of you, my little goddess." She held out a small mirror, and the girl took it, her hands trembling slightly as she studied her reflection. She was horrified and aroused by the muscle monster she had become.
She stood up, her legs trembling beneath her as she adjusted to her new height. The doctor guided her toward a full-length mirror, and the girl gasped. There she was, her muscles gleaming with sweat, her breasts heaving with each breath. She was a vision of pure, unadulterated strength, and she felt powerful beyond measure.
Her calves were as thick as tree trunks, veins pulsing beneath the taut skin. Her thighs were like steel bars, and her buttocks jutted out, round and firm. Her abdomen was a washboard of rippling muscle, and her ribcage was wide enough to house a heart twice the size of a normal human's. Her back arched naturally, pushing her breasts forward, and her shoulders were impossibly broad.
The doctor nodded in satisfaction, admiring her handiwork. "Yes, my dear, you are truly a marvel. You have surpassed even my wildest dreams. Now it's time for you to step out into the world and show everyone what you're made of."
The girl, still adjusting to her newfound strength and size, tentatively flexed her muscles, feeling the power course through her veins. She couldn't believe this was her body now. It was like she had been transformed into a living, breathing statue of female perfection. Her skin glistened with a thin sheen of sweat, and her muscles trembled with each breath.
The doctor nodded approvingly, handing her a pair of black, skintight leggings and a form-fitting tank top. The girl hesitantly pulled on the clothes, feeling self-conscious about her new body in such revealing attire. But as she stood before the mirror once more, she couldn't deny the feeling of empowerment that washed over her. The clothes hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her muscles and defining her feminine form.
She stepped out of the laboratory, her feet barely touching the ground as she adjusted to her new height. The world around her seemed to stop and stare as she passed by, mouths agape at the sight of her. She could feel the weight of her muscles, the strength coursing through her veins, and she knew that she was a force to be reckoned with.
The doctor followed close behind, a proud smile on her face. "There, my dear, you are finally free. Go forth and conquer the world. Show them what it truly means to be a goddess." The girl nodded, feeling a mixture of excitement and trepidation course through her veins. She flexed her arms, feeling the power in her biceps and triceps, and took a deep breath.
Stepping out into the bustling city, she could feel the eyes of everyone around her on her. Some stared in awe, others in lust, and a few with a mixture of fear and disgust. She ignored their gazes, focusing instead on the feeling of her muscles beneath her skin, the power that surged through her veins. She had become the muscle beast that she knew was always inside her. Now it was time for her to live her life as a muscle goddess, with all the pleasures that could come with. Her journey was about to begin.
