Chapter 6
The home gym doubles as a laundry room which gives everything down here a pleasant smell of detergent. Not much light makes it down here but I've still managed to grow some pots of Devil's Ivy and their green leaves seem to enjoy the humidity.
Nicole is leaning against the tumble dryer with her arms crossed.
"I was thinking that maybe you're just bloated," I say.
"Does this look bloated to you? I'm ripped!"
She straightens her arms and wiggles her fingers; I can see the wedges of muscle move and twitch beneath her skin like keys on a self playing piano. I try to suppress the wave of lust pulsing through me and focus on helping her.
"We don't know for sure if you are as strong as you look. Maybe all this muscle will shrink back if you put them under some stress," I say.
"And that will make me go back to normal?"
"Maybe?"
"I'm ready to try anything," she says.
"Where do you want to start?" I look around. I have a rack set up for squats here, a whole row of dumbbells of varying sizes and a bench. There's also a treadmill which Nicole uses during the winter when it's too cold for her to run outside.
"I'm not sure." Nicole looks around too and I notice how the Santorini designed top really shows off her muscled arms and capped shoulders. "How about squats?"
My heart beats faster as we approach the rack and set up her barbell.
"Let's start easy," I say. "Just in case."
"Okay," Nicole says and gets under the empty bar. It looks ridiculous, her huge muscled frame makes it look tiny. And sure enough she easily does ten squats in a row.
"Hmm. I used to be completely winded after those," she says and frowns.
"Let's go a bit higher," I say and put two smaller plates on each side.
Nicole gets under the bar and does ten reps again.
"Okay, so I'm definitely stronger than before." Nicole slaps two more big plates onto the bar. I'm amazed by how easy it's for her brawny arms to handle the weights.
"Take it easy Nicky, this is just a few plates shy of how much I lift," I say.
"Don't worry. I feel strong." Nicole gets under the bar and unhooks it. Then she squats deep. Her form is bad but it doesn't matter, she cranks out ten reps like nothing.
"Well? Do I like any smaller?" Nicole puts a beefy leg out and her quads tense up into rock hard tear drops of muscle.
"Not really."
"Then we go higher," she says. I gulp and we load four more huge plates onto the barbell.
"Now this much weight could actually be dangerous Nicky," I say.
"Don't worry. I feel fine." She says and unhooks, the bar wobbles up and down under the immense weight. Then she descends and I can see her thighs and quads bulge with power as she pushes back up. Ten times she brings the bar up and down. But she doesn't stop there, she adds another rep, and another until she finally slows down and racks the bar at twenty.
"Damn it!" She slaps her thighs which are now so swollen and pumped that it looks like her yoga shorts will burst into shreds at any moment. "I'm not getting smaller at all am I?"
"This is crazy, you could compete with these kinds of lifts," I say.
"Are you for real?" She says.
"Nicole, you're stronger than me for god's sake." I feel my chest tighten as I realize what I've just said.
"I am?"
"You just squatted more than my personal best. Twenty times."
"But it felt so light," she says.
"I guess that proves it. Those muscles of yours are the real deal," I say.
"Maybe I should try something else." Nicole looks around like the gym like it was a playground and spots the chin up bar on top of the squat rack.
"Pull ups! I've never even been able to do even one of those," Nicole says. "How many of these can you do?"
"About eight or so, they are pretty tough if you weigh a lot."
Nicole leaps up and grabs the bar, adjusts her grip a bit and then slowly pulls herself up. I inhale sharply as her lats spread out like two meaty wings from her back. It's like she just doubled in width! Nicole lowers herself and pulls herself back up. The speed is slow and controlled during her ten first reps. I'm mesmerized by the muscled landscape of her back, the swollen bumps and hard ridges all sliding and moving against each other to power her body up and down. Up and down. Up. Down.
"Phew, alright, so that's quite an improvement," Nicole says and drops to the floor.
I just stare at her in disbelief, she just cranked out twenty five reps and her lats are now so pumped up that her arms are resting on them at an angle.
"How about some dumbbells?" Nicole says and makes a beeline for the heaviest one she can find; a pair of ridiculous oversized ones at the far end of the shelf. She dusts them off and carries them over to the bench.
"What are you planning to do with those monsters?" I say.
"Curls," She says and sits down on the bench.
"Nicole look, let's not get carried away, I've never even touched those weights since I bought them, they're not made for curling, they're just too heavy for that."
Nicole ignores me, she leans forward and groans as she sits back up with the gargantuan weight in her hand. Her face turns into a grimace as her right bicep starts to swell and the weight starts to move. The whole arm shakes and her biceps vibrate from the extortion, her shoulder, now visibly split up in three different almond shaped muscles, tremble in waves. But the weight stops halfway up. Nicole breathes hard and veins as thick as my fingers sprawl out all over her arm.
"Fuck!" She lowers the weight.
"I think we should call it a day Nicole."
"No." Nicole grips the weight again but now with her left hand. Her knuckles turn white while she grunts to inch the weight just a little bit higher. Sweat breaks out in her face. Nicole's arm doubles in width when her bicep stretches the skin to its limit and forces the weight upwards at a steady pace while thick veins expand to pump blood into her mighty muscle. With a roar Nicole completes the rep and drops the barbell on the floor.
"Fuck yeah." She flashes me a smile. "You know, this is kind of fun."
I can't take it anymore. I need to fuck this muscle beast right now or I'm gonna blow my load right in the gym.
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Chapter 7
I throw myself over her like a virgin teen about to fuck for the first time and wrap my arms around her brawny frame. There is a reluctance when she embraces me back, as if she's worried she'll break me between her strong arms. And she probably could. The thought makes my dick tense.
"You're beautiful," I say and run my hands over her biceps, they're so huge now that I can't fit my hands over them.
"You really think so?" Nicole says.
I kiss her, our tongues twirl around each other in a warm wet dance.
"I want to see it all," I say and tear at her bra. "Please."
Nicole struggles to roll up her workout bra over her meaty lats but I'm eager to help her. I throw the bra away and she falls back on the bench.
"You're staring, Penguin." She brings her arms up to cover her boobs and the thick cords of muscle in her forearms twist and turn as her bicep bunches up.
"How can I not?" I say and tear her arms aside. Or rather, I try. No matter how hard I pull at her wrists her arms won't budge an inch. The smile creeping into Nicole's face is the most erotic sight of my life. The smile that tells me that she knows. She knows that she is stronger than me.
"Why don't you try a little bit harder?" She says and winks at me.
I grab one of her arms with both hands and pull. Nothing. In a last desperate effort I put a foot on the bench and use my whole body weight to push against her arm.
"I can't!" I'm breathing hard now.
"Come here," she opens her arms and bury my face between her tits. How can her boobs be so soft against my face while her arms are so hard? I playfully bite down at her nipple and Nicole moans in response. The salty scent of her sweat is all around me. My dick presses against her abs and I feel its ridges through my boxers.
"I'll make you feel like the goddess you are." I say and kneel on the floor to spread her thick legs. Her quads jut out over her knees like ripe veiny fruits. I'm breathing hard as I peel the yoga pants down her legs and marvel at the sight before me. Wedges of muscle run along the inside of her legs and point straight at her pussy. Damn, she even looks different down there, there's veins crisscrossed under her skin and pussy looks thicker somehow, more powerful.
"Is it too much?" She says.
"It's the hottest thing I've seen in my life," I say. The thick sharp smell of her makes me lightheaded. I kiss the insides of her thighs, there's a line running from her knees up to her pussy, I trace it with my tongue.
"Now that's cute," Nicole says. "You look tiny down there."
She's right, I even feel small being this close to her and that makes me want to please her even more.
My lips slide against the folds of her pussy and I bury my face deep in there, probing her hole with my tongue. Nicole's legs tower and tremble around me as pleasure runs through her powerful body. She's a muscle goddess and she deserves to be pleased so I lick and suck her hard clit until my face is slick from her juices.
"Fuck that's so good Luke! Fuck that's hot!" Nicole grabs my ass.
"Nicky!" I gasp as my feet leaves the floor.
"Don't worry, I got you. Now give me that gorgeous cock of yours."
She puts me on the tumble dryer. My dick is throbbing with lust when she frees it from my boxers and guides it inside her. It's as if her pussy lurches out and sucks me in.
"Mmm! Yes baby!" Her strong hands push my hips back and the dryer rattles beneath me. She's in complete control of the rhythm and I realize that I couldn't escape her even if I wanted to, I'm only along for the ride.
"Nicky, that's amazing!" I can feel her squeezing my dick inside her, tight pulses creating an orgasmic sensation.
A tremble travels through Nicole's ripped body, I feel her inner muscles squeeze me as she cums in waves. I cling on to her broad back and kiss her massive traps. Lust is building up in my dick as I tense up and get ready to cum.
"No." Nicole's hole clamps down on my cock like a zip tie and I gasp.
"Please!" I beg. "I'm so close babe."
Nicole ejects me, the muscles between her legs simply pushes me right out.
"I want more." Nicole smiles as she kneels before me, unfurls her wet tongue and gives me a long lick. I lean back and close my eyes, the sloppy slurping sounds are the sexiest thing I've ever heard.
"Imagine how big I'll get when I swallow your next load," Nicole says.
I should protest. I should stop this before it gets out of hand. But I don't say anything, I just moan in pleasure as she throats me up and down.
"It feels so fucking good to be strong," Nicole says.
I groan as the urge to cum mounts inside my cock, like a flood of cum building up inside me.
"That's right, give it to me, make me bigger. Make me huge!"
Nicole rolls her tongue back and forth over the head of my dick and it's impossible to resist. I lean over her face and hold on to her head as I shoot the thickest load of my life into her mouth.
We sit on the carpet leaning against the dryer and Nicole completely envelopes me in her embrace. I can feel that she's big enough to hide me if someone were to come into the room.
"So when do you think I'll grow?" She asks and flexes her already massive arm.
"Babe I'm not sure how much of those berries are left in me," I say.
"I could just eat some berries myself, couldn't I?" She says.
"Maybe. But how much bigger can you get? And what about your modelling career?"
"Luke." Nicole turns to me, puts her brawny arms up in the air and makes them explode into two jagged peaks of pure female muscle. "I never want to be skinny again."