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Female Muscle Art - Female Muscle Fiction => Muscular Women Fiction => Topic started by: Poddy on December 06, 2019, 09:25:59 pm
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"I'm not kidding!" Kelsey paced with her phone pressed against her ear. "He totally, like, freaked out - in front of everyone!" She looked out at the destroyed gym and her manager speaking, with frequent head shakes and shrugs, to a pair of equally incredulous-looking policemen. The gym had been closed immediately after the incident. "No. Never." she gazed over the mess of scattered plates, over-turned machines and warped barbells, plucking at her at bottom lip. "He was one of the normal ones. I just brought him some water, and the next thing I know he was grunting and yelling and his shirt was gone and he was benching like, a literal ton. Someone asked if he needed a spot, and then he just went crazy."
Her manager pointed over to one the barbells wrapped around a palm tree. All of the police officers' eyebrows rose higher.
"Then these 3 girls showed up." Kelsey continued. "They tried to stop him, they tore the place up and ran off. It was all over like that."
"I told them what I told you." she watched as one officer swung his notepad closed and tipped his hat. The other followed with an apologetic shrug to the manager. They seemed to believe him as much as Kelsey's friend believed her. Her manager placed his hands on his hips and surveyed the wreckage with a sigh.
"I mean...yeah, they're all on something, but..." Kelsey stopped as she spotted her boss waving her over. "Anyway, I'll tell you more later. I gotta go."
Kelsey padded towards her manager, stepping carefully over a pile of dumbbells and looking in awe at the loaded barbell half wrapped around a tall palm tree at the centre of the weights area.
"Listen, Kelsey. I gotta run. Are you good with taking care o' all this? The regulars still need us open bright 'n' early." he slowly placed his mirrored shades on with both hands.
"Well, I mean I guess - as long as -"
"Aces!" he clapped his hands and started towards the door. "Oh and also - I don't want this whole thing gettin' out, y'know? Not great PR. So if you see anything that belongs to the guy, what's his name?
"Brian."
"Yeah - get it outta here. Alright?"
"Don't the police need-?"
"See ya'tamarra!" he strutted out of sight without a glance back.
Kelsey cursed under her breath. She looked up again at the barbell tangled around the creaking palm. With a determined hiss from her nostrils, she wheeled around and headed to the locker room to change. This was going to be a workout.
Dusk had fallen by the time she had even cleared a single corner of the gym. Warped barbells and plates were still littered in all other parts of the ravaged gym. The 15 and 25lb plates hadn't been too much of a struggle, but anything else, for a bikini body like hers, had been a mix of straining, cursing and almost-crushed toes. Even rolling them took more effort than she expected. Brian had been tossing them like clay pigeons, somewhat easing her guilt about taking cover behind reception when things really took a turn for the worse.
She slapped at the mosquitoes on her slender arms. The sheen of sweat on her skin didn't help. She'd worked through one pile of plates, starting with the lightest weights, until only the dreaded 50lb plate was left. She squatted down deep, feeling her microshorts slide up the backs of her thighs and grabbed the 50lb plate with both hands. With a grunt, she drove her heels down. Her knees quaked. Her thighs burned and ached. The plate was in line with her breasts. She pivoted sideways and slid it over the peg. Finally, with a conclusive huff, she shoved it back against the rack.
She slumped down onto a bench to catch her breath. Her long, glossy legs were numb and shaking. "Thanks a bunch, Brian." she swept a sweat-soaked frond of hair from her mouth. The cool breeze cooled the sweat on her skin, sending goosebumps rippling across her milky skin. Her stomach rumbled. She groaned and rubbed her raw hand across over midriff.
She hadn't prepped any food. She was supposed to be home by now. But thanks to... she sat up straight and looked over at the mens' locker room.
She always gave Brian the same locker key: 29 - the big one, since he always seemed to bring 3 duffel bags with him. Shed figured it was most food. One time he'd told her was eating upwards of 4,000 calories a day during his bulking phase. Surely he'd have something to refuel her, she thought. Her stomach growled in complaint again, and she hobbled towards reception with her jelly legs.
With the staff master key, she opened locker 29. Sure enough, 3 big duffel bags were stuffed inside. She unzipped the nearest one. Power bars, dozens of them, poured out. Kelsey tried to catch them as they clattered around her feet. She pinned one to the wall with her knee, while another one landed on her cleavage. She looked down at the label below her chin.
"Bulky Bars." she read. She turned it over and scanned the nutritional contents. A truck load of protein, zero carbs, zero fat, she quickly skimmed the following reams of additional ingredients. Nothing alarming stood out. "I suppose this is the least you could do for me, meathead." she took a big bite. She peered into the opened duffel bag as she chewed. There were a lotof bars. Such were the demands of professional bodybuilding, she thought. She spied his XL stringers. They looked comparatively skimpy on him when he was working out. But they could have been knee-length dresses for Kelsey. Her mind wandered back to his last stringer tearing under his expanding chest. Then quickly to his bulging thighs splitting the hems of his shorts.
Her heart fluttered. Brian had always been the alpha specimen of the gym. She suddenly felt like he could walk in at any moment. What would he do, with his massive body, if he caught her sneaking through his locker? She licked her lips and took another bite.
Her palms were suddenly slick with sweat as her imagination toyed with the idea. Wiping them on her thighs, she noticed her nipples pressing through her sports top. A deep, sensual pleasure began to hum inside her. Whether it was the full-body pump from hauling the weights, or the strangely erotic thought of Brian's hulk out, she let it swell inside her.
She finished the bar and chewed slowly, mischievously, as though Brian was standing behind her, watching her steal, bristling with his bear-like strength - what he could do to her with just one of his Herculean arms, she swooned as she swallowed.
Every breath seemed to pull a sensual pleasure higher up her chest. She invited it deeper, until the absorbing sensation was humming through her whole torso. Her lips fell open as her breaths became heavier.
A vein on her forearm, thickened, then split and slithered up towards her elbow.
It slid up her arm, branching off into green wires. Her slender arm began to warm pleasantly as it fattened. The sensation filled around her shoulders, and suddenly
she could feel blood thumping down her arms and into her shaking fingers. Holy hell, what a pump, Kelsey thought.
Her eyes and lips quivered wide as the pleasure spread across her chest. Her heart was now stamping. She didn't know what was happening to her. It wasn't stopping. But she definitely didn't want it to. Her mind was swimming in dirty thoughts. She replayed Brian's hulk-out in her mind, picturing his burly chest bursting out of his top, his tree-trunk thighs gaining even more mass as they poured out of his shorts.
"Ugh!" The empty wrapper crunched in her glowing fist as she let out a shuddering moan. "Mmm...Brian." her hand started rubbed against her jerking crotch. She grabbed the hem of her micropants and tugged, making the soft spandex nuzzle harder against her pussy.
She gasped, her spine shot up straight and her lower back kinked forwards.
A few strands of her blonde hair fell over her eye and stuck to her wet lips. Orgasmic pleasure now gripped her entire torso, and kept climbing.
Her knees almost buckled and rubbed together as the incredible pleasure trickled down her thighs. Her hips bucked harder. Each time, Kelsey did less to resist the full-body spasms. She was getting close.
An aching bubble of pleasure swelled in her chest, teasing her with full-body throbs of pleasure, threatening to burst. She braced herself and she moaned hungrily for the ache of release.
The knot jerked, then inflated rapidly, filling her whole torso and limb and making her gag on the electric power.
"Hngggghhhhhh..." she growled as her jaw locked. Her head shuddered lower, her elbows swung back and her toes scrunched in her sneakers. With an eye-watering squeeze, her entire body creaked.
Kelsey felt her microshorts slide higher up her thighs. They tightened and sank between her ass cheeks and against her shaking pussy. The waistband strained under her pumping stomach.
Through her fluttering eyelids, she saw her thighs judder thicker. Dense quads rolled down her legs and bulged out either side of her kneecaps. Her glowing fists were suddenly drawn up by her throbbing biceps, blocking her view, as they balled up, then creaked outwards until they were thumping against her ribs. Kelsey's let out an shocked, shaking whimper.
Her head tilted as one shoulder spasmed, then the other. Her angled shoulders ripened into stuffed orbs that rivaled her powerful biceps, then in erratic pulses, pumped even bigger in line with her earlobes. Liquid orgasm squirted through both arms. Her pulse stamped in her temples.
The straps on her sports bra strained as her peeled onion shoulders rolled back. She grunted carnally as the sensation bloomed in the backs of her arms, straightening her them. Her fists glowed at her sides as she felt her triceps judder outwards until they were thumping against her flaring lats. In blinding pulses of pleasure, her back shuddered to twice the width of her jerking hips.
Her eyes quivered with a feral glaze as the orgasmic ache boiled in her chest. Her torso jolted with the bulging and deepening of her pecs. Her bra straps bit harder. Her nipples slid wider apart as two thick shields of muscle rippled up to her collarbone and pushed her breasts further away from her twisted grin. Her abs shunted forwards in pairs, rattling her ragged moans. The upper two straining the hem on her sports bra, not stopping until they creaked out in line with her dripping chin.
Her lower back kinked. Kelsey swooned helplessly as her kneecaps sank from view under her shelf-like pecs, as well as at the feeling of her bulging thighs rubbing together and her microshorts gripping even harder against her soaking pussy.
Every inch of her hummed with choking power. The endless, unstoppable, full-body inflation had pushed the indescribable pleasure to paralysing heights. With flaring nostrils and drooling lips, she shamelessly snarled and grunted in the ecstasy. As unbearable as it was, Kelsey didn't want it to let her go.
At last, the orgasmic throbs began to soften. The thumps of her stamping heart faded from her ears. Sweat dripped from her nose and chin in time with her desperate breaths. Entranced and submissive to the blinding throbs, she gasped loudly in her trembling pose, begging them to fill her back up again. A few more seconds passed, the pleasure finally leveled off.
Kelsey blinked the tears from her eyes and let out a long, shaking sigh. "Ohmygod - ohmygod - ohmygod" she heaved loudly.
Her skin felt sumptuously taut. The weight - the fullness of herself kept her breaths shaking and her crotch humming. When she gingerly tested a muscle, so much mass shifted and bulged under her skin, the sensation was intoxicating.
Not only that, but her whole body crackling with bottomless energy. Her edges of her vision were still blurred. Her heart still pounded through her chest. She felt at once massive and weightless.
Finally, she broke out of the arresting pose and clasped one shaking palm to her mouth and the other on her stomach. "Holy shit." she trembled. Her fingers slipped between the groves of her baking tray 8-pack. Her heavy panting made them bite down on her fingernails. Her chin bolted down, only for sweeping, separated mounds of her pecs to block her abs from view. Only then she noticed her bicep pressing against her bullet nipple.
She rushed over to the mirror. Her jaw trembled, then dropped.
She was a match for any female bodybuilder she had seen in the gym, in size and conditioning. Her sultry, sloping waist remained, now made to look even tighter by her lats spilling over her sports bar, and her veiny thighs bulging from her skimpy shorts. She sucked down a long breath. Her torso bloomed outwards. Kelsey watched her nipples cover her toes and felt the straps of her sports bar digging into her sloping traps. Slowly drawing her fist up to her ear, Kelsey let out a ragged sigh. Her breath huffed a sheen onto her bicep like an apple.
Her shock quickly melted, soon she was smoldering at her reflection. She was so fantastically stuffed with power. The tall nape of her slender neck and pretty face made her newly sculpted, muscle-bound physique seem even more outrageously sexy.
She could summon arresting, quivering orgasmic pumps through herself with the gentlest flex of her muscles. She toyed with her quads, shaking and clenching, making their beefy fillets lap at her tender crotch.
She clenched forward in a most-muscular pose and treated herself to the incredible sensation of the full body flex. She let her nose wrinkle and her lips stretch into a carnal grin as the pleasure throbbed from her cheeks to her crotch. She held the pose and savoured the delicious feeling until her muscles began to burn.
"Woooowww." her dry throat crackled. Her view snapped back to the duffel bag of Bulky Bars. The indescribable pleasure thrumming side her made her want to grab another, tear off its wrapping and experience the rush again. Her mind returned to Brian. "Mmmm, god. No wonder."
They would have made a formidable muscle-bound couple, she thought. Her crotch quivered at the image of the two of them, coiled around each other, feeding each other bars, their bodies bulging against each other as they explored insane levels of muscular pleasure together.
She stared at the bars until her eyes blurred with tears. Only a crashing wave from outside snapped her from her trance. She finally swept the sweat-matted hair from her cheeks and looked up at the clock. Only 5 minutes had passed, she huffed incredulously.
Kelsey tip-toed quietly out of the men's locker room, slightly worried she had been seen, or at least heard. She breathed a sigh of relief as the gym was still empty, albeit still mostly wrecked.
The cool air bristled over her body and seemed to fill her yawning lats like sails. She felt practically naked, so much of her superhero physique was spilling out of her skimpy gym outfit. Her wide chest and iron posture made her ooze with confidence and eager to test her explosive new strength. Her eyes froze on a stack of 50lb weights littered in one corner. She clapped her hands together and felt her arms and chest ripple. "Let's do this." she purred.
She grabbed the heavy plate with both hands, squatted down and jerked upwards.
She yelped with shock and delight as she shot upwards, almost lifting off the ground.
The pneumatic punch of her powerful new thighs made the huge plate a virtual
paperweight.
She kept her hands pressed together in front of her, watching her pecs
clench and ripple like an open-book. "Man." She huffed, before letting it go and holding it with just one hand. It didn't bend her to one side like before. She felt as planted as an oak. Looking in a mirror, she curled the plate slowly, making her bicep ball up and press into her ribs. She cooed quietly to herself. She turned to the side to ogle the peak of her new muscles as she curled. It rose and stopped just a thumbs-width from touching her forearm, matching her ridged delt for size. "Goddamn."
She swung it up and hooked it into the peg one-handed. A tight pump was pulsing in her arm. With a empowered purr, she spun around, immediately searching for more heavy plates.
With 50's in each hand, she lunged across the floor, savouring the deep clench of her glutes and hamstrings and keeping her quads thick with blood. She hooked half a dozen 20's to each end of a barbell, planted her feet, bent down, grabbed the bar and then bolted up hard. Her dense glutes bit around her tiny shorts, her sports bra strained as her back clenched and bristled with size. Kelsey beamed from ear to ear. She completed a few more reps until her back was humming nicely, then carried the loaded bar over to the rack.
In just a quarter of an hour, almost all of the gym was cleared. Kelsey would have finished a lot sooner if she hadn't stopped to ogle her new body with every trip, but the sheer load she could carry made up for the time lost in her own pumped-up reflection.
Now only one challenge remained. The barbell, still loaded with a pair of 35's, wrapped around the creaking, complaining palm tree. Kelsey strode confidently to the base of the tree and cracked her knuckles.
Kelsey locked her fingers around the trunk. She placed the soul of her foot and pushed back. She tried to hop up and place her other foot higher, but slipped. Her chin narrowly missed the trunk. She cursed and tried again. She made two steps, before her arms burned white hot, her grip withered and she slid helplessly back down again.
For the first time, her glow of invincibility was waning. Her pulse was no longer stamping behind her eyes. Her legs were starting to quiver and go numb. The tree seemed taller and more slippery with each attempt to climb it.
Kelsey winced as her palms burned around the tree bark a third time. She was so close being finished. She hadn't come this far to be defeated by a stupid tree. This was all the convincing she needed. "Another boost." she huffed.
With her fists swinging by her hips, she marched back to the men's locker room. She yanked open locker 29, stuffed her hand into the duffel bag and snatched another bar. She slipped the bar deep into her mouth and took a bite. She finished it with a second bite, chewing and swallowing quickly.
"Come on - come on." she paced in front of the mirror.
Already the veins in her thighs started to thicken, then branch up towards her crotch. More crackled across the ridges of her delts. The delicious throbbing in the middle of her chest reignited. She moaned yearningly as it filled her. Kelsey slid deeper into the pleasure, knowing it was only going to get better. She willed it - lusted for it to swallow her and bulge her up into a drooling, unstoppable muscle-bound heavyweight.
The eruption of power stopped her in her tracks. She hunched forward, knees bent and fists shaking as once again she was sealed inside a throbbing, full-body squeeze of aching, gagging pleasure. "Y-y-yesss!" her eyes stretched as she begged through her dimpled grimace.
Her pumping muscles throbbed harder, squeezing primal, gutteral grunts from deep inside her. She adored it shamelessly, keeping her twitching eyes glued to her reflection in the mirror, watching her fat veins feed the building climax of redoubling power and pleasure in every fibre of her body. With a buckling jolt, it began.
Her forarms burst into a bouquet of muscle, competing with her bicep for width.
Kelsey yanked her fists towards her chin. A rising moan poured from the corners
of her mouth as she felt the peak of bicep brush against her forearms.
The creaking of her ripening shoulders filled her ears. Her entire torso shuddered as
her shoulders thumped into superhero spheres with finger-thick striations, bulging
further from her straining face.
The taut slabs of her pectorals poured forwards, making her bullet nipples slip off of the peaks of her pounding biceps. The chiseled crevice between her pecs creaked deeper and plunged. Kelsey let her eyes glaze and her lips snarl as her torso yawned into an even more mightily tapered V.
The incredible pleasure was breaking into new levels. Newly jacked-up muscle fibres joined in the full-body squeeze, all engorged with orgasmic power. Her trembling groans convulsed between carnal and startled, as though she was unsure of how much she could take.
The cracks between her abs creaked closed, then clenched together into an impenetrable stack of brick-sized abs. Kelsey's desperate grunts almost slipped into delirious cackles when her glutes clenched and jerked up at her lower back, then pulsed wider than her bucking hips. Likewise the creases between her sumptuously woven quads deepened, before thumping into wide, sweeping curves. Like waves, her bristling quads rolled towards her quaking knees, then crashed and bulged either side of her shaking kneecaps.
Her thigh gap pressed shut. Her calves too, were now stuffed upside-down hearts that creaked towards each other. Kelsey swam in the pleasure - letting her eyes water, her nostrils flare and hiss, her pussy pound as hard as her heart, and her super-charged muscles clench and grope her all over.
After a few dozen glorious seconds had thumped by, the paralysing pleasure eventually lowered to tolerable levels again. Her primal grunts softened back to shallow, girlish gasps.
She felt so pumped, she was almost afraid to flex and stretch her skin even tighter. Kelsey gingerly unraveled her tiny-looking fist at the end of her python arms. Her spine popped as she rolled back her shoulders.
"Fuck...." she gulped through her dry throat. "Yes." Her silhouette had blown up into an outrageous x-frame. She had encroached on heavyweight female bodybuilder levels. Her lats poured over the edges of her bra and turned her armpits into deep craters. Her engorged, shining delts teased the superhuman power thumping inside them. Her 8-pack was a packed staircase leading down to her princess hips and straining microshorts. Her glutes and calves hung like ripe fruit. She locked her legs and watched her quads swell out in line with her toes, and her sweaty skin melt between the woven ridges of her muscles.
Kelsey ran a shaking hand through her hair. She flexed her bicep and watched it ball up, then split and peak with heavyweight size. She locked her fingers behind her head, stretched out one glossy leg, and flexed. Her abs bit into an air-tight stack. Her thigh clenched and bulged wider than her hips while her biceps were almost touching her ears. Kelsey felt redoubled pulses of power crackle through her whole body.
"Nnnghhh that's the stuff..." she trembled. She'd never seen a female body so completely encased in such thick yet sumptuously proportioned muscles. With every flex, the savage pump made her vision blur. She was back at full-power, beyond what she thought even imaginable. She thought about testing herself against Brian - about summoning all her strength against his - what a workout that would be.
Speaking of which, her mind fizzled back to reality. The tree. She locked the locker and headed back into the weights area.
Her inner thighs slipped against each other with every step, soaked in her wetness. Energy thumped into her fingers and heels. She saw the tree, and she starting jogging, then sprinting towards it. She planted a foot and leapt at the trunk.
Her thighs propelled her with Olympic height. She grunted as her body slammed against the tree. She was twice the width of it now and it complained under her weight. She drew up legs, feeling her abs burn pleasantly, then kicked herself higher. This was more like it.
She scrambled upwards a metre at a time, until she was directly under the mangled barbell. Her forearm bulged as she squeezed the clip and pulled it off. Freed, the 35 plate slid off too. Kelsey caught it in her hand, and tossed it onto a pile of mats below. She did the same to the other side, until only the shining, warped bar was left.
She clutched a hand around each end tugged as hard as she could. She felt her back muscles clenching hard as her shoulders rolled back, but the bar didn't budge. She revised her grip. 3, 2, 1, she pulled again. The bar finally started to give a little, her shoulders rolled back, her muscles folded and pressed together down her spine. She sipped a breath and pulled harder. The metal groaned and it's pinched u-shape reluctantly opened up, just enough to untangle it from the trunk. Keeping hold of it's cylindrical ends, Kelsey hung from it and shuffled slowly down with her feet against the trunk. She quickly soaked up the view of the golden beach below and the inky sea lapping at the shore. If anyone saw her now, she thought, what the hell would they think? She grinned, and carefully descended.
She huffed with delight as she reached the bottom. Unhooking the bar from behind the tree. She examined it and wondered how to straighten it out. An idea popped into her mind, and she dropped the floor with a determined huff.
Kelsey hooked her toes around each other, braced herself against the bar. She clutched it between her arms and prepared herself. She sucked down a deep breath. She kicked with her legs and jolted her back straight. Her breaths huffed against the steel. Her muscles squeezed both the sound from her ears and against her bones as she tried to summon all of her super-charged strength. Her toes were quickly numbed under the pneumatic press of her thighs. Kelsey thrust her hips forward. Her lower back arched off the ground and at last, it began to give. As she wrenched the steel straight, the bar nuzzled hard between her legs. The second her pussy touched the cold steel, a bolt of insane pleasure rippled through her.
Kelsey cursed with a shaking gasp. Her strength - the tightness - the touch. It was almost instantly too much. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip and ground her aching clit against the straightening bar. The sumptuous tautness of her skin, the full-body squeeze of her pulsing muscles - every thrust squeezed the sound from her ears. It only took a few seconds.
Her head rolled back with her jaw open, screaming silently as an indescribable orgasm squirted through every pumped up muscle fibre in her body. The bar was quickly warm and wet. She shuddered helplessly and let herself quiver around the barbell, gagging on the incredible sensation. Heavenly numbness oozed through her. Her heels slid along the ground and her the aching in her quads was finally relieved when they locked out straight, in parallel with the mended barbell.
Kelsey closed her eyes and sipped quivering gasps for a few moments, before she burst into exhausted, triumphant huffs - the bar rising and sinking on her chest. Her incredible abs clenched as she giggled with drunken satisfaction.
She slowly climbed to her feet, her pulse still stamping in her ears and throbbing pleasure crackling through her. She admired her handiwork for a moment while she caught her breath, before finally returning it to the rack with the others.
She scanned the gym one last time. It was as good as new. Her eyes paused on the bench that Brian had been using when she last saw him as, well, 'him'. She sighed. "Thanks, meathead."
Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She wheeled around to face the entrance. Brian? she wondered, half terrified and excited at the thought. The steps didn't sound as heavy as his, which slightly lowered her heart rate.
"Hello?" a young male voice called out. It wasn't Brian's voice, neither was it the policemen from earlier. Kelsey breathed a sigh and strutted towards the entrance.
A man with olive-skin, a lantern jaw and a jet-black ponytail stood by the reception desk.
"Sorry, hon." she flicked back her hair and wiped off a bead of sweat with her finger. "We're closed for the day." she ogled him openly. His t-shirt left little to the imagination. In fact his tightly packed physique was almost a match for her own.
"Oh, um. I'm not here to train actually. I was looking for my friend, Brian. Do you know him? I heard he had a kind of 'thing' today..."
"A thing." she smirked. "You know what he did?" she asked with a raise eyebrow.
"Yeah. They said he tore up the place but..." he peered over Kelsey's capped shoulder. The gym looked as neatly prepped as he'd ever seen. Not a single inch alluded to the chaos that had been described to him.
"Nothin' a bit of elbow grease couldn't fix." she chirped, placing her hands on her hips. She spotted the man's eyes glance at her lats as they crept into view. "What did you say your name was? If he comes back I can tell him you're looking for him."
"Raymond." he replied, his eyes still flicking between Kelsey's eyes and her extremely impressive physique. The sight made him sip a breath, and ask: "Listen. Do you know if Brain left any of his stuff here? I wanted to look after it for him."
Kelsey only just held her sultry composure. Was every one of these stage-ready hunks on these bars? If so, was it completely obvious to him that she had had some too? She felt the urge to drop her cocksure pose, but that would just make it more obvious, she quickly rationed. Not only that, the thought of simply giving those bars away made her stomach twist.
"Sorry, Ray." Kelsey shrugged. "They've been impounded as evidence." The bars were technically under lock and key, albeit with her, she argued.
"The police? Oh shit. In that case, forget I was ever here. Thanks anyway." he left hurriedly. Kelsey admired his broad back from a moment. She could see why he'd come looking for the bars, and definitely why he'd want to keep them a secret.
"Mum's the word." she called after him with a girly wave. And she meant it. In fact she was already planning the rest of her evening with Brian's duffel bags.
Hope you enjoy! I'd love to hear your feedback in the comments about this one
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Dang! :wow: That's some impressive writing! Top notch descriptions! :rock:
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said it in ***** and will say it here, AMAZING
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Great and I hope for more.
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Incredible writing and amazing descriptions! It would be considered a crime not to get more of this high-quality story.
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:thanks: for the kind words guys!
Also, did anyone figure out which character Kelsey is from the 'Incredible Bulk' episode? ;)
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:thanks: for the kind words guys!
Also, did anyone figure out which character Kelsey is from the 'Incredible Bulk' episode? ;)
the blonde woman who gave him water
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Now that is a truly impressive story! As usual your writing is top notch and I think you've found a wonderful new descriptor!
One thing that stood out to me was the reference to "glowing" fists during the first phase. Is that supposed to be a blood flow warmth type of glow or luminescent glowing? Re-watching that episode, I didn't see any luminescent glowing fists, but the phrase still "fits" the scene; curiously enough. Then again, I don't remember Raymond being anything more than a Nice GuyTM either in that episode; so I'll chalk it up to the Poddy touch ;)
I don't remember if you have used this before, but I particularly liked how your phrase "her eyes stretched" during the second phase showcases the strength of the involuntary muscle spasms and contractions that were happening to Kelsey's body. That descriptor just screams of an intense and unnatural energy that is forcing her eyes (and the rest of her) apart. I believe Stacey's comment about Paxton's face in Wrong Patches #3.5 is appropriate here:
"It's like even you can't believe it. Like you didn't even think you could get this jacked, and you know you should stop but your body is begging you for more."
"It's like there's no way you're not on some hyper-steroids, but you don't care, you love it."
In other news, here are a couple misplaced words, typos and rough sounding lines I found while reading:
"She groaned and rubbed her raw hand across over midriff." "Shed figured it was most food." "One time he'd told her was eating upwards of 4,000 calories" "There were a lotof bars." "A vein on her forearm, thickened, then split" "then inflated rapidly, filling her whole torso and limb" "Kelsey's let out an shocked, shaking whimper." "backs of her arms, straightening her them." "Not only that, but her whole body crackling with bottomless energy." "Her edges of her vision were still blurred." "Her fingers slipped between the groves of her baking tray" "even tighter by her lats spilling over her sports bar," "and felt the straps of her sports bar digging" "thrumming side her made her want" "She placed the soul of her foot" "She was so close being finished" "Her calves too, were now stuffed" "She drew up legs," "her mind, and she dropped the floor" "Her teeth sank into her bottom lip and ground her " "slid along the ground and her the aching" "In fact his tightly packed physique" "she asked with a raise eyebrow." "Do you know if Brain left any of his stuff here?" "Kelsey admired his broad back from a moment." "In fact she was already planning"
I'm sure there's some other stuff (particularly comma vs semicolon use), but these are just the major examples that caught my eye. Given how much effort you put into these stories, I felt it would be appropriate to do the same for my commentary. Thanks again for a wonderful story and I look forward to the next one! (A sequel wouldn't hurt either) ;)
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One thing that stood out to me was the reference to "glowing" fists during the first phase. Is that supposed to be a blood flow warmth type of glow or luminescent glowing? Re-watching that episode, I didn't see any luminescent glowing fists, but the phrase still "fits" the scene; curiously enough.
If you ball up your own fist, you'll see your knuckles turn white. That's what I was trying to describe with 'glowing' fists. It's not DBZ or superpower literal glowing, more figurative of the tension and gripping sensation of the growth.
I don't remember if you have used this before, but I particularly liked how your phrase "her eyes stretched" during the second phase showcases the strength of the involuntary muscle spasms and contractions that were happening to Kelsey's body. That descriptor just screams of an intense and unnatural energy that is forcing her eyes (and the rest of her) apart.
That's one of my favourite descriptors as well, thanks for the kind words. I think I noticed how evocative eyes can be when I wrote YouTubeStar 2068, and I tried to keep that same intensity in this story too.
In other news, here are a couple misplaced words, typos and rough sounding lines I found while reading
Oh damn, that's pretty embarrassing, but thank you nonetheless. Serves me right for not putting it through Word before posting it. I think by the end I've read every sentence 12 dozen times, so even if I make edits, my brain 'fills' the gaps even if they are gone or need re-writing. I wish I could edit my original post, but I might just post the edited version below. I should employ you as my editor!
Anyway, I'm glad you enjoyed it and thanks for the constructive feedback.
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"I'm not kidding!" Kelsey paced with her phone pressed against her ear. "He totally, like, freaked out - in front of everyone!" She looked out at the destroyed gym and her manager speaking, with frequent head shakes and shrugs, to a pair of equally incredulous-looking policemen. The gym had been closed immediately after the incident. "No. Never." she gazed over the mess of scattered plates, over-turned machines and warped barbells, plucking at her at bottom lip. "He was one of the normal ones. I just brought him some water, and the next thing I know he was grunting and yelling, and his shirt was gone, and he was benching like, a literal ton. Someone asked if he needed a spot, and then he just went crazy."
Her manager pointed over to one the barbells wrapped around a palm tree. All of the police officers' eyebrows rose higher.
"Then these 3 girls showed up." Kelsey continued. "They tried to stop him, they tore the place up and ran off. It was all over like that."
"I told them what I told you." she watched as one officer swung his notepad closed and tipped his hat. The other followed with an apologetic shrug to the manager. They seemed to believe him as much as Kelsey's friend believed her. Her manager placed his hands on his hips and surveyed the wreckage with a sigh.
"I mean...yeah, they're all on something but..." Kelsey stopped as she spotted her boss waving her over. "Anyway, I'll tell you more later. I gotta go."
Kelsey padded towards her manager, stepping carefully over a pile of dumbbells and looking in awe at the loaded barbell half wrapped around a tall palm tree at the centre of the weights area.
"Listen, Kelsey. I gotta run. Are you good with taking care o' all this? The regulars still need us open bright 'n' early." he slowly placed his mirrored shades on with both hands.
"Well, I mean I guess - as long as -"
"Aces!" he clapped his hands and started towards the door. "Oh, and also - I don't want this whole thing gettin' out, y'know? Not great PR. So, if you see anything that belongs to the guy, what's his name?
"Brian."
"Yeah - get it outta here. Alright?"
"Don't the police need-?"
"See ya'tamarra!" he strutted out of sight without a glance back.
Kelsey cursed under her breath. She looked up again at the barbell tangled around the creaking palm. With a determined hiss from her nostrils, she wheeled around and headed to the locker room to change. This was going to be a workout.
Dusk had fallen by the time she had even cleared a single corner of the gym. Warped barbells and plates were still littered in all other parts of the ravaged gym. The 15 and 25lb plates hadn't been too much of a struggle, but anything else, for a bikini body like hers, had been a mix of straining, cursing and almost-crushed toes. Even rolling them took more effort than she expected. Brian had been tossing them like clay pigeons, somewhat easing her guilt about taking cover behind reception when things really took a turn for the worse.
She slapped at the mosquitoes on her slender arms. The sheen of sweat on her skin didn't help. She'd worked through one pile of plates, starting with the lightest weights, until only the dreaded 50lb plate was left. She squatted down deep, feeling her microshorts slide up the backs of her thighs and grabbed the 50lb plate with both hands. With a grunt, she drove her heels down. Her knees quaked. Her thighs burned and ached. The plate was in line with her breasts. She pivoted sideways and slid it over the peg. Finally, with a conclusive huff, she shoved it back against the rack.
She slumped down onto a bench to catch her breath. Her long, glossy legs were numb and shaking. "Thanks a bunch, Brian." she swept a sweat-soaked frond of hair from her mouth. The cool breeze cooled the sweat on her skin, sending goosebumps rippling across her milky skin. Her stomach rumbled. She groaned and rubbed her raw hand across midriff.
She hadn't prepped any food. She was supposed to be home by now. But thanks to... she sat up straight and looked over at the mens' locker room.
She always gave Brian the same locker key: 29 - the big one, since he always seemed to bring 3 duffel bags with him. She’d figured it was mostly food. One time he'd told her he was eating upwards of 4,000 calories a day during his bulking phase. Surely, he'd have something to refuel her, she thought. Her stomach growled in complaint again, and she hobbled towards reception with her jelly legs.
With the staff master key, she opened locker 29. Sure enough, 3 big duffel bags were stuffed inside. She unzipped the nearest one. Power bars, dozens of them, poured out. Kelsey tried to catch them as they clattered around her feet. She pinned one to the wall with her knee, while another one landed on her cleavage. She looked down at the label below her chin.
"Bulky Bars." she read. She turned it over and scanned the nutritional contents. A truck load of protein, zero carbs, zero fat, she quickly skimmed the following reams of additional ingredients. Nothing alarming stood out. "I suppose this is the least you could do for me, meathead." she took a big bite. She peered into the opened duffel bag as she chewed. There were a lot of bars. Such were the demands of professional bodybuilding, she thought. She spied his XL stringers. They looked comparatively skimpy on him when he was working out. But they could have been knee-length dresses for Kelsey. Her mind wandered back to his last stringer tearing under his expanding chest. Then quickly to his bulging thighs splitting the hems of his shorts.
Her heart fluttered. Brian had always been the alpha specimen of the gym. She suddenly felt like he could walk in at any moment. What would he do, with his massive body, if he caught her sneaking through his locker? She licked her lips and took another bite.
Her palms were suddenly slick with sweat as her imagination toyed with the idea. Wiping them on her thighs, she noticed her nipples pressing through her sports top. A deep, sensual pleasure began to hum inside her. Whether it was the full-body pump from hauling the weights, or the strangely erotic thought of Brian's hulk out, she let it swell inside her.
She finished the bar and chewed slowly, mischievously, as though Brian was standing behind her, watching her steal, bristling with his bear-like strength - what he could do to her with just one of his Herculean arms, she swooned as she swallowed.
Every breath seemed to pull a sensual pleasure higher up her chest. She invited it deeper, until the absorbing sensation was humming through her whole torso. Her lips fell open as her breaths became heavier.
A vein on her forearm, thickened, then split and slithered up towards her elbow.
It slid up her arm, branching off into green wires. Her slender arm began to warm pleasantly as it fattened. The sensation filled around her shoulders, and suddenly
she could feel blood thumping down her arms and into her shaking fingers. Holy hell, what a pump, Kelsey thought.
Her eyes and lips quivered wide as the pleasure spread across her chest. Her heart was now stamping. She didn't know what was happening to her. It wasn't stopping. But she definitely didn't want it to. Her mind was swimming in dirty thoughts. She replayed Brian's hulk-out in her mind, picturing his burly chest bursting out of his top, his tree-trunk thighs gaining even more mass as they poured out of his shorts.
"Ugh!" The empty wrapper crunched in her glowing fist as she let out a shuddering moan. "Mmm...Brian." her hand started rubbed against her jerking crotch. She grabbed the hem of her micropants and tugged, making the soft spandex nuzzle harder against her pussy.
She gasped, her spine shot up straight and her lower back kinked forwards.
A few strands of her blonde hair fell over her eye and stuck to her wet lips. Orgasmic pleasure now gripped her entire torso and kept climbing.
Her knees almost buckled and rubbed together as the incredible pleasure trickled down her thighs. Her hips bucked harder. Each time, Kelsey did less to resist the full-body spasms. She was getting close.
An aching bubble of pleasure swelled in her chest, teasing her with full-body throbs of pleasure, threatening to burst. She braced herself and she moaned hungrily for the ache of release.
The knot jerked, then inflated rapidly, filling her whole torso and limb and making her gag on the electric power.
"Hngggghhhhhh..." she growled as her jaw locked. Her head shuddered lower, her elbows swung back, and her toes scrunched in her sneakers. With an eye-watering squeeze, her entire body creaked.
Kelsey felt her microshorts slide higher up her thighs. They tightened and sank between her ass cheeks and against her shaking pussy. The waistband strained under her pumping stomach.
Through her fluttering eyelids, she saw her thighs judder thicker. Dense quads rolled down her legs and bulged out either side of her kneecaps. Her glowing fists were suddenly drawn up by her throbbing biceps, blocking her view, as they balled up, then creaked outwards until they were thumping against her ribs. Kelsey let out a shocked, shaking whimper.
Her head tilted as one shoulder spasmed, then the other. Her angled shoulders ripened into stuffed orbs that rivaled her powerful biceps, then in erratic pulses, pumped even bigger in line with her earlobes. Liquid orgasm squirted through both arms. Her pulse stamped in her temples.
The straps on her sports bra strained as her peeled onion shoulders rolled back. She grunted carnally as the sensation bloomed in the backs of her arms, straightening them. Her fists glowed at her sides as she felt her triceps judder outwards until they were thumping against her flaring lats. In blinding pulses of pleasure, her back shuddered to twice the width of her jerking hips.
Her eyes quivered with a feral glaze as the orgasmic ache boiled in her chest. Her torso jolted with the bulging and deepening of her pecs. Her bra straps bit harder. Her nipples slid wider apart as two thick shields of muscle rippled up to her collarbone and pushed her breasts further away from her twisted grin. Her abs shunted forwards in pairs, rattling her ragged moans. The upper two straining the hem on her sports bra, not stopping until they creaked out in line with her dripping chin.
Her lower back kinked. Kelsey swooned helplessly as her kneecaps sank from view under her shelf-like pecs, as well as at the feeling of her bulging thighs rubbing together and her microshorts gripping even harder against her soaking pussy.
Every inch of her hummed with choking power. The endless, unstoppable, full-body inflation had pushed the indescribable pleasure to paralysing heights. With flaring nostrils and drooling lips, she shamelessly snarled and grunted in the ecstasy. As unbearable as it was, Kelsey didn't want it to let her go.
At last, the orgasmic throbs began to soften. The thumps of her stamping heart faded from her ears. Sweat dripped from her nose and chin in time with her desperate breaths. Entranced and submissive to the blinding throbs, she gasped loudly in her trembling pose, begging them to fill her back up again. A few more seconds passed, the pleasure finally leveled off.
Kelsey blinked the tears from her eyes and let out a long, shaking sigh. "Ohmygod - ohmygod - ohmygod" she heaved loudly.
Her skin felt sumptuously taut. The weight - the fullness of herself kept her breaths shaking and her crotch humming. When she gingerly tested a muscle, so much mass shifted and bulged under her skin, the sensation was intoxicating.
Not only that, but her whole body was crackling with bottomless energy. Her edges of her vision were still blurred. Her heart still pounded through her chest. She felt at once massive and weightless.
Finally, she broke out of the arresting pose and clasped one shaking palm to her mouth and the other on her stomach. "Holy shit." she trembled. Her fingers slipped between the grooves of her baking tray 8-pack. Her heavy panting made them bite down on her fingernails. Her chin bolted down, only for sweeping, separated mounds of her pecs to block her abs from view. Only then she noticed her bicep pressing against her bullet nipple.
She rushed over to the mirror. Her jaw trembled, then dropped.
She was a match for any female bodybuilder she had seen in the gym, in size and conditioning. Her sultry, sloping waist remained, now made to look even tighter by her lats spilling over her sports bra, and her veiny thighs bulging from her skimpy shorts. She sucked down a long breath. Her torso bloomed outwards. Kelsey watched her nipples cover her toes and felt the straps of her sports bra digging into her sloping traps. Slowly drawing her fist up to her ear, Kelsey let out a ragged sigh. Her breath huffed a sheen onto her bicep like an apple.
Her shock quickly melted, soon she was smoldering at her reflection. She was so fantastically stuffed with power. The tall nape of her slender neck and pretty face made her newly sculpted, muscle-bound physique seem even more outrageously sexy.
She could summon arresting, quivering orgasmic pumps through herself with the gentlest flex of her muscles. She toyed with her quads, shaking and clenching, making their beefy fillets lap at her tender crotch.
She clenched forward in a most-muscular pose and treated herself to the incredible sensation of the full body flex. She let her nose wrinkle and her lips stretch into a carnal grin as the pleasure throbbed from her cheeks to her crotch. She held the pose and savoured the delicious feeling until her muscles began to burn.
"Woooowww." her dry throat crackled. Her view snapped back to the duffel bag of Bulky Bars. The indescribable pleasure thrumming inside her made her want to grab another, tear off its wrapping and experience the rush again. Her mind returned to Brian. "Mmmm, god. No wonder."
They would have made a formidable muscle-bound couple, she thought. Her crotch quivered at the image of the two of them, coiled around each other, feeding each other bars, their bodies bulging against each other as they explored insane levels of muscular pleasure together.
She stared at the bars until her eyes blurred with tears. Only a crashing wave from outside snapped her from her trance. She finally swept the sweat-matted hair from her cheeks and looked up at the clock. Only 5 minutes had passed, she huffed incredulously.
Kelsey tip-toed quietly out of the men's locker room, slightly worried she had been seen, or at least heard. She breathed a sigh of relief as the gym was still empty, albeit still mostly wrecked.
The cool air bristled over her body and seemed to fill her yawning lats like sails. She felt practically naked, so much of her superhero physique was spilling out of her skimpy gym outfit. Her wide chest and iron posture made her ooze with confidence and eager to test her explosive new strength. Her eyes froze on a stack of 50lb weights littered in one corner. She clapped her hands together and felt her arms and chest ripple. "Let's do this." she purred.
She grabbed the heavy plate with both hands, squatted down and jerked upwards. She yelped with shock and delight as she shot upwards, almost lifting off the ground. The pneumatic punch of her powerful new thighs made the huge plate a virtual paperweight.
She kept her hands pressed together in front of her, watching her pecs
clench and ripple like an open book. "Man." She huffed, before letting it go and holding it with just one hand. It didn't bend her to one side like before. She felt as planted as an oak. Looking in a mirror, she curled the plate slowly, making her bicep ball up and press into her ribs. She cooed quietly to herself. She turned to the side to ogle the peak of her new muscles as she curled. It rose and stopped just a thumbs-width from touching her forearm, matching her ridged delt for size. "Goddamn."
She swung it up and hooked it into the peg one-handed. A tight pump was pulsing in her arm. With an empowered purr, she spun around, immediately searching for more heavy plates.
With 50's in each hand, she lunged across the floor, savouring the deep clench of her glutes and hamstrings and keeping her quads thick with blood. She hooked half a dozen 20's to each end of a barbell, planted her feet, bent down, grabbed the bar and then bolted up hard. Her dense glutes bit around her tiny shorts, her sports bra strained as her back clenched and bristled with size. Kelsey beamed from ear to ear. She completed a few more reps until her back was humming nicely, then carried the loaded bar over to the rack.
In just a quarter of an hour, almost all of the gym was cleared. Kelsey would have finished a lot sooner if she hadn't stopped to ogle her new body with every trip, but the sheer load she could carry made up for the time lost in her own pumped-up reflection.
Now only one challenge remained. The barbell, still loaded with a pair of 35's, wrapped around the creaking, complaining palm tree. Kelsey strode confidently to the base of the tree and cracked her knuckles.
Kelsey locked her fingers around the trunk. She placed the sole of her foot and pushed back. She tried to hop up and place her other foot higher but slipped. Her chin narrowly missed the trunk. She cursed and tried again. She made two steps, before her arms burned white hot, her grip withered, and she slid helplessly back down again.
For the first time, her glow of invincibility was waning. Her pulse was no longer stamping behind her eyes. Her legs were starting to quiver and go numb. The tree seemed taller and more slippery with each attempt to climb it.
Kelsey winced as her palms burned around the tree bark a third time. She was so close being finished. She hadn't come this far to be defeated by a stupid tree. This was all the convincing she needed. "Another boost." she huffed.
With her fists swinging by her hips, she marched back to the men's locker room. She yanked open locker 29, stuffed her hand into the duffel bag and snatched another bar. She slipped the bar deep into her mouth and took a bite. She finished it with a second bite, chewing and swallowing quickly.
"Come on - come on." she paced in front of the mirror.
Already the veins in her thighs started to thicken, then branch up towards her crotch. More crackled across the ridges of her delts. The delicious throbbing in the middle of her chest reignited. She moaned yearningly as it filled her. Kelsey slid deeper into the pleasure, knowing it was only going to get better. She willed it - lusted for it to swallow her and bulge her up into a drooling, unstoppable muscle-bound heavyweight.
The eruption of power stopped her in her tracks. She hunched forward, knees bent and fists shaking as once again she was sealed inside a throbbing, full-body squeeze of aching, gagging pleasure. "Y-y-yesss!" her eyes stretched as she begged through her dimpled grimace.
Her pumping muscles throbbed harder, squeezing primal, gutteral grunts from deep inside her. She adored it shamelessly, keeping her twitching eyes glued to her reflection in the mirror, watching her fat veins feed the building climax of redoubling power and pleasure in every fibre of her body. With a buckling jolt, it began.
Her forearms burst into a bouquet of muscle, competing with her bicep for width. Kelsey yanked her fists towards her chin. A rising moan poured from the corners of her mouth as she felt the peak of bicep brush against her forearms.
The creaking of her ripening shoulders filled her ears. Her entire torso shuddered as her shoulders thumped into superhero spheres with finger-thick striations, bulging further from her straining face.
The taut slabs of her pectorals poured forwards, making her bullet nipples slip off of the peaks of her pounding biceps. The chiseled crevice between her pecs creaked deeper and plunged. Kelsey let her eyes glaze and her lips snarl as her torso yawned into an even more mightily tapered V.
The incredible pleasure was breaking into new levels. Newly jacked-up muscle fibres joined in the full-body squeeze, all engorged with orgasmic power. Her trembling groans convulsed between carnal and startled, as though she was unsure of how much she could take.
The cracks between her abs creaked closed, then clenched together into an impenetrable stack of brick-sized abs. Kelsey's desperate grunts almost slipped into delirious cackles when her glutes clenched and jerked up at her lower back, then pulsed wider than her bucking hips. Likewise, the creases between her sumptuously woven quads deepened, before thumping into wide, sweeping curves. Like waves, her bristling quads rolled towards her quaking knees, then crashed and bulged either side of her shaking kneecaps.
Her thigh gap pressed shut. Her calves were now stuffed upside-down hearts that creaked towards each other. Kelsey swam in the pleasure - letting her eyes water, her nostrils flare and hiss, her pussy pound as hard as her heart, and her super-charged muscles clench and grope her all over.
After a few dozen glorious seconds had thumped by, the paralysing pleasure eventually lowered to tolerable levels again. Her primal grunts softened back to shallow, girlish gasps.
She felt so pumped, she was almost afraid to flex and stretch her skin even tighter. Kelsey gingerly unraveled her tiny-looking fist at the end of her python arms. Her spine popped as she rolled back her shoulders.
"Fuck...." she gulped through her dry throat. "Yes." Her silhouette had blown up into an outrageous x-frame. She had encroached on heavyweight female bodybuilder levels. Her lats poured over the edges of her bra and turned her armpits into deep craters. Her engorged, shining delts teased the superhuman power thumping inside them. Her 8-pack was a packed staircase leading down to her princess hips and straining microshorts. Her glutes and calves hung like ripe fruit. She locked her legs and watched her quads swell out in line with her toes, and her sweaty skin melt between the woven ridges of her muscles.
Kelsey ran a shaking hand through her hair. She flexed her bicep and watched it ball up, then split and peak with heavyweight size. She locked her fingers behind her head, stretched out one glossy leg, and flexed. Her abs bit into an air-tight stack. Her thigh clenched and bulged wider than her hips while her biceps were almost touching her ears. Kelsey felt redoubled pulses of power crackle through her whole body.
"Nnnghhh that's the stuff..." she trembled. She'd never seen a female body so completely encased in such thick yet sumptuously proportioned muscles. With every flex, the savage pump made her vision blur. She was back at full power, beyond what she thought even imaginable. She thought about testing herself against Brian - about summoning all her strength against his - what a workout that would be.
Speaking of which, her mind fizzled back to reality. The tree. She locked the locker and headed back into the weights area.
Her inner thighs slipped against each other with every step, soaked in her wetness. Energy thumped into her fingers and heels. She saw the tree, and she starting jogging, then sprinting towards it. She planted a foot and leapt at the trunk.
Her thighs propelled her with Olympic height. She grunted as her body slammed against the tree. She was twice the width of it now and it complained under her weight. She drew up her legs, feeling her abs burn pleasantly, then kicked herself higher. This was more like it.
She scrambled upwards a metre at a time, until she was directly under the mangled barbell. Her forearm bulged as she squeezed the clip and pulled it off. Freed, the 35-plate slid off too. Kelsey caught it in her hand and tossed it onto a pile of mats below. She did the same to the other side, until only the shining, warped bar was left.
She clutched a hand around each end tugged as hard as she could. She felt her back muscles clenching hard as her shoulders rolled back, but the bar didn't budge. She revised her grip. 3, 2, 1, she pulled again. The bar finally started to give a little, her shoulders rolled back, her muscles folded and pressed together down her spine. She sipped a breath and pulled harder. The metal groaned and its pinched u-shape reluctantly opened up, just enough to untangle it from the trunk. Keeping hold of its cylindrical ends, Kelsey hung from it and shuffled slowly down with her feet against the trunk. She quickly soaked up the view of the golden beach below and the inky sea lapping at the shore. If anyone saw her now, she thought, what the hell would they think? She grinned, and carefully descended.
She huffed with delight as she reached the bottom. Unhooking the bar from behind the tree. She examined it and wondered how to straighten it out. An idea popped into her mind, and she dropped to the floor with a determined huff.
Kelsey hooked her toes around each other, braced herself against the bar. She clutched it between her arms and prepared herself. She sucked down a deep breath. She kicked with her legs and jolted her back straight. Her breaths huffed against the steel. Her muscles squeezed both the sound from her ears and against her bones as she tried to summon all of her super-charged strength. Her toes were quickly numbed under the pneumatic press of her thighs. Kelsey thrust her hips forward. Her lower back arched off the ground and at last, it began to give. As she wrenched the steel straight, the bar nuzzled hard between her legs. The second her pussy touched the cold steel, a bolt of insane pleasure rippled through her.
Kelsey cursed with a shaking gasp. Her strength - the tightness - the touch. It was almost instantly too much. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip and she ground her aching clit against the straightening bar. The sumptuous tautness of her skin, the full-body squeeze of her pulsing muscles - every thrust squeezed the sound from her ears. It only took a few seconds.
Her head rolled back with her jaw open, screaming silently as an indescribable orgasm squirted through every pumped-up muscle fibre in her body. The bar was quickly warm and wet. She shuddered helplessly and let herself quiver around the barbell, gagging on the incredible sensation. Heavenly numbness oozed through her. Her heels slid along the ground and the aching in her quads was finally relieved when they locked out straight, in parallel with the mended barbell.
Kelsey closed her eyes and sipped quivering gasps for a few moments, before she burst into exhausted, triumphant huffs - the bar rising and sinking on her chest. Her incredible abs clenched as she giggled with drunken satisfaction.
She slowly climbed to her feet, her pulse still stamping in her ears and throbbing pleasure crackling through her. She admired her handiwork for a moment while she caught her breath, before finally returning it to the rack with the others.
She scanned the gym one last time. It was as good as new. Her eyes paused on the bench that Brian had been using when she last saw him as, well, 'him'. She sighed. "Thanks, meathead."
Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She wheeled around to face the entrance. Brian? she wondered, half terrified and excited at the thought. The steps didn't sound as heavy as his, which slightly lowered her heart rate.
"Hello?" a young male voice called out. It wasn't Brian's voice, neither was it the policemen from earlier. Kelsey breathed a sigh and strutted towards the entrance.
A man with olive-skin, a lantern jaw and a jet-black ponytail stood by the reception desk.
"Sorry, hon." she flicked back her hair and wiped off a bead of sweat with her finger. "We're closed for the day." she ogled him openly. His t-shirt left little to the imagination. In fact, his tightly-packed physique was almost a match for her own.
"Oh, um. I'm not here to train actually. I was looking for my friend, Brian. Do you know him? I heard he had a kind of 'thing' today..."
"A thing." she smirked. "You know what he did?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah. They said he tore up the place but..." he peered over Kelsey's capped shoulder. The gym looked as neatly prepped as he'd ever seen. Not a single inch alluded to the chaos that had been described to him.
"Nothin' a bit of elbow grease couldn't fix." she chirped, placing her hands on her hips. She spotted the man's eyes glance at her lats as they crept into view. "What did you say your name was? If he comes back, I can tell him you're looking for him."
"Raymond." he replied, his eyes still flicking between Kelsey's eyes and her extremely impressive physique. The sight made him sip a breath and ask: "Listen. Do you know if Brian left any of his stuff here? I wanted to look after it for him."
Kelsey only just held her sultry composure. Was every one of these stage-ready hunks on these bars? If so, was it completely obvious to him that she had had some too? She felt the urge to drop her cocksure pose, but that would just make it more obvious, she quickly rationed. Not only that, the thought of simply giving those bars away made her stomach twist.
"Sorry, Ray." Kelsey shrugged. "They've been impounded as evidence." The bars were technically under lock and key, albeit with her, she argued.
"The police? Oh shit. In that case, forget I was ever here. Thanks anyway." he left hurriedly. Kelsey admired his broad back for a moment. She could see why he'd come looking for the bars, and definitely why he'd want to keep them a secret.
"Mum's the word." she called after him with a girly wave. And she meant it. In fact, she was already planning the rest of her evening with Brian's duffel bags.
Thanks to ShellaShock for the feedback and corrections
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Nice! this is an interesting story and take on the woman from that episode early on. I hope you add more to this or at least consider it!
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Poddy, your writing is always incredible and simply some of the best ever here. Please add to this episode.........can't wait to hear the level of development Kelsey gets from a third bar later tonight!!! KARMA x100 to you for making all of our days a bit better.........
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I don't see what this has to do with Totally Spies.
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As much has been said already, and I suppose the "Totally Spies" tie-in comes with the bulky bars reference everyone, but this is some fantastic writing Poddy! The growth, the pleasure, the way you inventively describe it. It's a pleasure to read. Thanks for this new work when many were asking, "Where's Poddy?" :)
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Nice! this is an interesting story and take on the woman from that episode early on. I hope you add more to this or at least consider it!
Poddy, your writing is always incredible and simply some of the best ever here. Please add to this episode.........can't wait to hear the level of development Kelsey gets from a third bar later tonight!!! KARMA x100 to you for making all of our days a bit better.........
As much has been said already, and I suppose the "Totally Spies" tie-in comes with the bulky bars reference everyone, but this is some fantastic writing Poddy! The growth, the pleasure, the way you inventively describe it. It's a pleasure to read. Thanks for this new work when many were asking, "Where's Poddy?" :)
Poddy, your writing is always incredible and simply some of the best ever here. Please add to this episode.........can't wait to hear the level of development Kelsey gets from a third bar later tonight!!! KARMA x100 to you for making all of our days a bit better.........
Thank you very much for the supportive comments. I've always thought the Totally Spies muscle growth scenes had an amazing intensity to them, so I tried to capture that in this story and I hope I did it justice!
For anyone wondering also, I've also uploaded this story under a new DA account: 'Dickarus'.