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[maxi-musterjunge]

Wowowowow, incredibly hot!!
Giant muscled women and actual sex, how hot is this!? :-)

[TonyRocko]

Great story, I'd like to read a prequel to this, love to hear how she found him and the first time she grew

[GreatJustice]

Part 2 - as promised

More to come!

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Where Connie was an enthusiastic amateur, Martha had been bodybuilding for years and when she flexed down hard, her whole body seemed to lurch into new largeness, her taut flesh trembling as thick blocks of muscle pushed out her skin with each of her snarling, pounding heartbeats.

As the onlookers backed away, her arms swung round in a terrifying double punch, bulging out her huge pecs as she curled into a mindblowing crab flex, muscles fighting with growing muscles as she went from five foot four and five feet across to six and seven and then eight feet of hard brawn. All the clothes she wore simply burst in those early seconds. Her chest was two slabs of meat a foot deep, and as the supply of cum she had absorbed was put to work her belly shank down, eclipsed by her pec-shelf. Even then, her abs grew thicker and harder and blockier, making her waist solid and shading the promise of her bulging, squirting pussy.

Her biceps grew to unimaginable size, making each of her arms a thick around as her middle and as she raised them into a double biceps flex her traps grew with them bloating up to cradle her head like a cowl, her bull neck grown wider and deeper even as it was slowly covered up by her still surging chest beef.

A shake of a leg and then a hard flex pushed tree-trunk like development to the next stage, her immense thighs slowly forcing her legs further apart as diamond hard calves burst with vigour until they were the size of her head.

“Unnngghhh, I'm so PUMPED!”

Without hesitation, she slipped into a contest starting pose and ripped through her posing routine; chest flex, double biceps, side biceps, rear double biceps, rear lat spread, side chest, side triceps, abs and thighs – each move thumped the air with bulging, throbbing muscles as the ground boomed beneath each fooststep.

Timmy seemed paralysed, like a deer in headlights as he looked up at her from the floor, heedless as the other women began to draw closer, drawing in around him and Martha, ignoring Connie, who was looking at Martha like she was in a muscle lust trance.

As Martha ground down hard into her last pose, muscles fighting each other for space, head nearly eclipsed by her enormous arms, she came again, hard, roaring her pleasure across the gym. Her musky juices blasted off the hard planes of her immense thighs and sprayed across the crowd, drawing a gasp or two of surprise and of obvious desire.

That was nothing though against the screams that followed as Timmy went off like a geyser, shaking and drooling and shuddering as his freakish cock shot gallons of hot spunk into the air and onto the waiting crowd.

As the gym dissolved into moans and hot muscle caresses, the women barely noticed the gym door bang open again and a petite, lethal looking woman stood glaring in shocked surprise at the sudden muscle orgy, and the huge, naked behemoth stood in the middle of it like a goddess.

Martha and this second newcomer met each other's gaze and Martha blushed for a second as she was examined minutely.

With a crook of her finger the newcomer beckoned Martha and that was all it took for the huge woman to go rumbling towards the door, stopping only to pull some lady off of Timmy's cock, snatch his leash from Connie and haul him after her.

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“I'm not sure about this...”

“What is there not to be sure about, if you can just get the tip in and sort of push, it will go.”

“I don't think it will fit honey, it's huge... we'll have to find another way.”

“You've seen what it can do, it's fucking magic for God's sake. Just get it in!”

“Can we just wait for a second?”

“I've been waiting all my life to share this kind of thing with you, if you don't push, I will!”

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Martha's wife was twenty five when they met in a dirty biker bar somewhere out in the desert. Martha had been cruising along in her convertible, her massive bulk filling the front seats, when a roar of motorbikes announced a biker gang thundering after her.

There had been some good natured insults between Martha and the amazon dykes of “Red's Snappers” and that had turned to rowdy fisticuffs in the bar when they reached it, Martha's massive strength nearly levelling the place as they terrorised the ageing owner and his staff. In the end Martha had made one major mistake, and barrelled into the smallest, most petite of the gang.

It had nearly killed her.

If she hadn't been so quick to react the knife at her throat would have taken her head clean off and as it was she ended up on her back, looking up into the calm stare of the leader of Red's Snappers, the titular Red. With a shock of bright red hair and pale skin covered in tatts and piercings, she was visually arresting, but it was when she bent down, still holding the knife at Martha's throat, and kissed the huge muscle woman, that Martha fell in love.

Red was as stubborn as any rock, tougher than mesquite wood and dangerous in a way that few people appreciated when they saw her tiny figure. Her arms were tracked with marks from a serious set of habits from her youth, but there were no fresh marks. Her figure was sylph-like and virginal, growth stunted from a compound of genetic inheritance and early illness.

Everything had been stacked against her, but she was still the one riding herd on a bunch of wild, powerful lesbian biker bitches and not the other way around.

When the two had married, a year or so later, and Martha had won Ms. Muscle Universe and opened the gym, Red had been right there with her. The couple had started out catering to the girls of Red's gang, but the word soon spread of Martha's success – bigger and bigger women were showing up every day to push massive stacks of iron.

Still, no matter what the couple tried, Red was stuck as she was; fit, wiry and healthy, but unable to put on any muscle. Unable to use steroids due to her tracked out arms and poor genes, she had turned to supplements. Years of drug use had rendered most of the supplements useless anyway, her body chemistry too profoundly altered to absorb the nutrition easily.

Still, every day Red pumped the iron and grew lean and hard. Every day she worked hard, lifted hard and kept trying to increase her weights. Tattoos spidered across her hard fitness physique and covered over her needle tracks, old clothes were thrown out in the vain hope of accentuating her slender physique, everything was dedicated to a dream of muscle.

Still, there was only minimal gain, year on year on year... ounces maybe.

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“Can we just wait for a second?” Martha asked, makeshift conversion of a weight harness into a Timmy harness creaking as she moved slightly. Timmy for his part was basically immobile, spread eagled across her sheer mass, her body warmth heating him even as the effortless bunch and swell of her super muscles kept his hard-on raging.

He was tied around the chest, his head nestling between Martha's huge pecs. His arms were handcuffed together around her back, awkward and uncomfortable and his thighs were tied each one to one of her enormous boulder quads.

She was basically wearing him like a human strapon dildo.

“I've been waiting all my life to share this kind of thing with you, if you don't push, I will!” Red snarled as she lifted her ass and ground back against the head of Timmy's cock.

Martha bit her lip as she struggled not to give in to the lust surging within her... wearing Timmy like this made her feel powerful, virile and in control, something very rare in the lovemaking she usually shared with Red. With a grunt, she punched her hips forward as Red ground back furiously, drawing a huff from the smaller woman as the top six inches of Timmy's cock battered their way home, stretching Red's pussy out hugely.

Martha had expected screams of pain, a command to stop, but all she got was a moan as Red twisted, riding Timmy's cock until the rim of his cockhead threatened to pop back out of her pussy. Red's slender fingers got a solid grip on the blanket and her whole body shuddered as she powered her pussy further and further down his shaft with a succession of desperate pushes backward.

Martha's hands shot out to grip Red's hips as a foot of dick disappeared into the petite redhead, steadying her wife as that taut body shook and bucked through a series of size-induced orgasms. Red was on another planet as she frantically tried to cram as much of Timmy's cock into her as possible. 12 inches pounded in and out of her, with the methodical beat of hammer on anvil, but Martha's hands and Red's own cervix prevented Timmy's huge cock from ploughing any further.

Both women let out a hiss of surprise as Timmy screamed, filling the bedroom with his wails. When Martha looked down between her huge pecs, his face was turned upwards imploringly, flushed a deep red and contorted in a rictus of lustful agony. His mouth and chin were shiny with drool and his eyes were wide, bloodshot and pleading.

It took twenty hard fucking strokes for Martha to figure out what was wrong, even then only after she became aware of a huge, thumping weight slapping into her thighs rhythmically.

Connie's training was still in effect. He couldn't cum when fucking some skinny fitness chick... he needed muscles, the bigger, the better – and all he could see was Red, not Martha. His balls were growing hugely swollen, the size of basketballs as his magic cock was held back from its release.

Martha grinned evilly as she was overcome by an idea.

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“What are you Timmy?” Martha growled as she sped up her powerfucking, making Red groan through a couple more orgasms, the smaller woman desperately fucking back at the pair of them.

Timmy looked dazed, confused as he struggled to mumble something.

With a quick flex of her pecs, she squeezed his head and repeated, “What are you Timmy?!”

“Connie's bitch...” came the garbled reply as his cuffed hands clawed at her iron-hard back.

“I'm bigger, stronger and twice as nasty as Connie, Timmy,” Martha rumbled, “You're mine now.”

There was a confused mewl from the youthful boy.

“WHAT ARE YOU?” Martha roared in his ear.

“I'M YOUR BITCH, MISS!” he wailed desperately.

Martha took her hand off of Red's hip and gripped the base of Timmy's cock, holding it fast, like a vice.

“You're not my bitch, Timmy... you're my cock. My big, fucking muscle cock.”

She let go of Red's hips entirely and brought a flexing, bulging bicep up in front of Timmy's face.

He shuddered as his balls kicked into overdrive and his gasps rose until they were a keening wail, his huge nuts swelling enormously as they generated gallons of cum, with nowhere for the hot spunk to go. He shook violently against Martha's restricting cock grip, to no avail.

“Muscles aren't enough any more, cock. The only place you're going to be dumping your cum from now on is in my wife's body.”

He let out a wounded animal noise as the pain of his denied release wrote her words across his soul.

“Look at her,” Martha commanded as she resumed her grip on Red's hips and pulled her in tight.

“Only she will get to feel your cum inside her. She is your world. She is what you are for, cock. You will cum inside her and only inside her unless she wants my cock somewhere else.”

Red had been quiet this whole time, apparently oblivious, until she screamed, “Fuck me with your huge cock, Martha... FUCK ME HARD.”

With a massive shove, Red slammed her hips back and hammered her own cervix open, her iron will beating the resistance of her own flesh as she howled out her pleasure and hilted herself against Timmy's scalding hot, trembling body.

The room went still and Timmy's re-programming completed itself with a little sigh from his spit-shiny lips.

The first gallon of his magical jizz slammed into Red's body with an audible BOOM and sent her down, face first, hands no longer supporting her as they were clutched around her already swollen middle.

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When Red's bodyweight began to feel lighter and lighter, Martha breathed a sigh of relief and took her hands off of her wife's waist, allowing them to travel all over Red's sweat-sheened back and ass. Red's own hands were clapped about Martha's hips in a death grip, holding her in place as Timmy's freakish cock did its best to kill the smaller woman.

It had been fifteen minutes since the first, massive load of cum had been dumped deep into Red's womb and by now she was looking like an appendage on some huge, swelling belly creature, her once flat belly shiny and taut as it stretched around what must have been enough cum to fill a small pool. Her howls were hoarse and tired by now, but her pussy gushed in orgasm almost continuously, huge spraying showers of her juices almost untouched by Timmy's super sperm as her own cervix conspired to keep the huge load jammed inside of her.

With a groan, Timmy's huge balls shook once, then twice and the final massive loads crammed themselves in among the previous ones, leaving Red a sweating, panting mess, her breasts pressed up into her face as she shuddered through the end of her own trembling, knee-shaking orgasms.

Martha groaned in dismay though when Red simply grit her teeth and began bucking back at Timmy again, her tight little ass shaking every time she fucked back at the huge cocked boy strapped to her wife.

With a little shove, Martha tried to push Red away, aiming to roll her onto the mattress and off of Timmy's dick. Nothing happened.

“Fuck me... fuckmefuckmeFUCKME!” screamed Red as her pace increased, her grip on Martha's huge, boulder-like thighs unshakeable.

Martha tried instead to prise Red's hands free, but even as she tugged on her wife's wrists, she was met with incredible resistance. All the while, all she make herself look at was the enormous belly that rose majestically to a height higher than the top of Red's head.

Biting her lip Martha tried again as Red's fevered humping sped up, her powerful hands clapping onto Red's ass and trying to push her off Timmy's cock with main force.
Martha's eyes widened as her hands came to rest on two thick, rounded glutes Red's ass bunching and flexing as she feverishly carried on fucking back onto the cock still buried deep within her. It was difficult for Martha to see past her own enormous chest now too, but her wandering hands dropped to Red's pumping thighs and felt thickening, hardening muscle beneath her fingers.

As she opened her mouth to say something Red went into another round of crazy orgasms, screaming Martha's name as that little body straightened into something like a pike position, every muscle taut. The effect was immediate, Red's whole body swelling before Martha's eyes.

Red's hands came away from their protective grasp on Martha's hips to stroke her own swelling figure, her ankles hooking around her wife's massive thighs instead to give her more leverage. Red's fingers found the rounding, swelling bubble-but glutes kneading and teasing her own flesh.

"Yes... Yes! YES!" howled Red as she shook again, her growth turbocharging her lust and pushing her over the edge again. She was easily as big as a fitness model now and not showing any sign of slowing. Her mouth was open, drooling into the modest tits her belly had pressed into her face, her gasping mouth finding and suckling on her own nipple.

Everyone in the room heard her skin begin to creak as her growth sped up once more, but nowhere was the gain as apparent as in the places where she had been tattooed. A svelte tiger that had challenged onlookers from the meat of her tiny bicep grew into a thickly built beast and then a monstrously large one, roaring out from a bicep that had swollen past fitness and straight into bodybuilding territory. A dragon coiled around her neck swelled like a python consuming it's prey, seeming to desperately cling on to Red's thickening neck.

Martha realised she was being ridden harder and harder as Red's mass and strength grew, the mound of Red's belly slowly decreasing as that once tiny body absorbed Timmy's amazing cum.

Martha blinked.

It wasn't just that Red's belly was receding... Red was growing taller as well.

When Martha had been hit by Timmy's jizz, even when she had drunk it, she had stayed the same size more or less, her swelling, hyper developed traps maybe adding an inch or two as they eclipsed her head. Her wife though, was getting bigger. And fast.

From seven inches shorter, to six, to four, to one... Martha felt her own pussy juice up at the thought of her dangerous, sexy little wife grown huge, dominant and thickly muscled.

Martha even flinched as Red punched up into a double biceps pose with both arms, those impossible swelling muscles pulsing larger and larger in front of Martha's eyes. Pro female bodybuilders were put in the shade by brand new twenty inch peaks and still Red came and flexed and came and rode out her pleasure as her enormous belly receded to the size of a fully grown adult, then a beanbag, then a beach ball.

Red's biceps were mountainous by the time her belly had receded to beachball size, their growth slowing to a stop at a size that almost matched that of her cum-packed womb. Still, Red's belly receded, but there was no further growth now. Instead, giant veins and arteries popped into sharp relief as the giant that was Red grew shredded, lean and lethal looking with each shrinkage of her once titanic belly.

Martha was hanging on for dear life now, the heady juices of her own orgasms soaking her thighs and Timmy's ass as she frantically rode her wife's huge physique, her man-shaming basketball biceps put in the shade by Red's chest-freezer sized pecs as Martha gripped onto Red's powerful midriff for purchase.

Red's roar of triumph was only overshadowed by Timmy's shriek of pained lust.

All three paused to watch as Red's belly began swelling again and Red's pumped triumph gave way to a rich, powerful laugh as she fondly cradled her rapidly expanding middle, watching it rise out in front of her as her womb ballooned painfully once more.

[Jeremy Lightning]

Wow! What an incredibly hot chapter! I loved what I saw here except for one thing, the height growth, I'm always in favor of seeing a female's body packed with the absolute most amount of muscle that can be built on as short a frame as possible. So to me, I would've liked to see Red stay the same height, or maybe gain at most 2 inches so she would still be considered petite, while building the same amount of muscle. But that's just a minor thing, I really did enjoy the muscle and sexual description, great stuff! k+!

[maxi-musterjunge]

Part 2 - as promised

More to come!

:-) You already made my day before I had read the story!

Wooow! I love it, love it, love it!!!
I just love everything about it, huge muscle sex, there is nothing better!

[GreatJustice]

Hands up if you think I'm finished...

++++  a note before I start: Martha is. 5'4 in the story and grows to about 5'6 (most of which is her huge , bulging traps). I wrote it a little vaguely, but the idea is that she got wider rather than taller. Red is the only one who grew in height - and that is a purposeful plot thing. Anyway, apologies; let us carry on...  ++++

Here's the next part:

 Control.
 Red's life had been about control ever since she had quit her drug habit. Crack, PCP, meth, heroine; she'd beaten the lot.
 Control was what she did.
 She didn't have an equal partnership with her wife: they loved each other a lot but Martha knew she was owned. It had been that way before Red's transformation, it was just more so now.
 Red ran the gym pretty much on her own, letting Martha set the example on the weight benches, although now she could do a bit of that herself too. She was in control.
 That was the reason, in fact, that she had found out so much about her body. Martha had revelled in the extra strength Timmy's cum had given her, but never thought about it, investigated it. Red had.
 She'd found out that it was basically magic. It could do almost anything to a female physique if you had enough of a supply. The less intimate the contact, the simpler the effect; like stem cells the more peripheral the application the fewer possibilities. Still, the women who had been hosed down didn't complain.
 Who would complain about suddenly flawless skin and a threefold gain in strength and muscle mass?

It was Red who had tamed Timmy's cum though; had made it work for her. It was why after the first night she had been nine feet tall, but now she was only 5'10 - just tall enough to look Martha in the eye when they fucked... And they fucked a lot now.
 Anyway, she pondered as she walked down the road, her huge body concealed by her generous clothes, just because she was the same height didn't mean she was the same size as her wife. She loomed over people taller than she was now, the sheer mass of her, nine feet wide with her arms pushed out by great big boulders of chest beef, and her huge lats, and eight feet deep from nipple to the corded muscle freakshow of her back, she contrived to make even Martha look small.
 She shifted the weight on her back and pursed her lips as she continued walking; the difference between her and Martha was her control. It gave a wonderful feeling to know that in very short order she could be 6'7", 7'7", 8'7" and all the while still strong enough to rip a bus in half. She bathed in the idea of that, smirking as a crowd of people scattered hurriedly to let her through.
 She cooed as she was filled with inner warmth.
 Her destination today was a fetish and leather shop, a nice change from the baggy, almost shapeless, black clothes she was wearing. She pursed her lips and idly flexed her thick glutes as she strode on, the feeling of warmth increasing massively, a steady internal pressure now - pure pleasure. It was a pleasure she hoped to share with the angry-looking, beautiful owner of the fetish shop.
 Red didn't know what it was about the fetish shop owner, but there was a story behind the aggressive goth makeup, the harsh lines of straps and buckles and steel studs that made up the woman's designs. It made her pussy tingle, quivering in anticipation as she reached behind her and adjusted her pack once more, pulling it up sharply and feeling her eyelids flutter as she adjusted her equilibrium.

As she approached, the shop was a black hole in the otherwise cheerful facade of the high street. It felt out of place, but that was what she liked about it. The shop door was a challenge, but she'd been earlier in the week and the woodwork bowed outwards around her I response to a little pressure.
The bell rang as her footsteps boomed across to the counter and the tall gorgeous Goth girl looked down at her, biting a dark, plum coloured lip and blushing even though her heavy pale makeup.
"Your, er dre- er, harness or whatever it is, is ready; it took a bit longer due to the Lycra and stretch materials... I don't get to use them much..."
Red grinned appreciatively as she turned and sauntered, empty-handed, to the changing rooms.
"I'll strip down and you can fit the harness straight onto me," was all she said as she pushed into the tight confines of a booth, ignoring a shocked look from the owner.
Disrobing only took seconds, seconds until she was naked except for several sets of bandages around her torso and thighs. She was also, weirdly, still wearing her backpack when the owner walked in carrying a huge pile of black leather and PVC and meet her face to face.
Instantly the Goth's nipples tented her black top and the blush returned stronger and brighter than ever. The woman's nipples were enormous, long and thick, and Red couldn't help but lick her lips as she stared at them. Red could feel her clit stiffening further at the avalanche of naughty thoughts that flooded through her. She had the best idea for this woman.
The silence had gone on for too long and the shop owner was checking out Red's backpack.
"Why are you wearing that?"
"It's part of the fitting."
"The harness?"
"It's a ... present for my wife."
"Your wife?"
"Yes, it's for her cock."
There was a silence.
"Your wife is a - a - man!?" the scorn behind the word 'man' cooking the air.
"No. We just found a very special bitch-cock. I've got it with me right now."
With a nasty grin Red spread her legs and jutted her hips forward, watching the woman as she ducked and looked up between her thighs.
An enormous dick was spreading that powerful looking pussy wide open, with a pair of  heavy balls disappearing into the backpack.
"Wha-" the woman started, shocked.
Red simply reached behind herself and tugged on a pair of tabs, revealing a gagged Timmy strapped to her back, shuddering and covered in sweat.
"This is my wife's bitch-cock; she had to let me keep it for when she wasn't around to use it on me hard and deep and fast."
The woman was obviously repulsed and yet turned on by the thought.
"On your knees," Red ordered, her huge bulk flexing in not so subtle threat, meaty uber-pecs twitching with power.
Red's mind felt as if it was on fire with her intent and she smiled as the woman carefully sank to her knees. The vision was strong, perfect and her body seemed to lust for it as much as she did. She was growing into a deeper level of dominance, of control. She just needed some juice...
"Cum for me, bitch-cock," she husked as her internal muscles went into overdrive, milking Timmy as she had done walking down the street.
There was a muffled grown from behind her and she felt her internal warmth grow as he came inside her, flooding her permanently stuffed womb. She let her head roll back as his trained cock and balls surged into high gear, hammering buckets of cum into her by the second.
The woman kneeling at her feet nearly screamed as she watched Red's cobbled abs surge towards her, the bulging middle growing from almost flat to obscenely bulging in moments. Red didn't just look pregnant, she looked like she had eaten a horse.
The flow came to an end and Red's hand came to rest on her hugely swollen gut, her body and mind concentrating and clarifying a sensual image as she orgasmed, her bulk trembling as she rode a wave of pleasure.
Inside her, something changed.
With a flex of her pussy muscles the cock was expelled and her juicy pussy gaped briefly before her powerful inner muscles squeezed it tight again before the thick cum could run out of her womb.
"Suck me," she ordered.
The woman balked, uncertain. A mighty hand settled on the kneeling woman's straight black hair and inexorably pushed her towards that musky muscle cunt. Red was in control.
"With you, I will tailor the Snappers in my image... You will clothe them, you will serve them... You will MAKE them."
So close to Red's pussy, the woman couldn't resist the glistening invitation of Red's juices, opening her mouth to kiss that muscular mound, tonguing it like a lover.
Red let her work for several long heartbeats, enjoying the utter submission.
Then, bringing her arms around to cradle her monstrous belly she flexed hard.
Almost instantly, everything in her womb was shoved down the woman's open throat and into that waiting stomach, blasting off the dark lace and velvet of the woman's clothing in the process. It nearly killed the poor thing, but her belly swelled and held. That was a Red had intended, had known would happen deep in her soul. It was as she willed it.
The woman tossed her head back and moaned as she clutched her overinflated belly in disbelief. Then, the changes Red had willed into that cummy offering made themselves felt.
This wasn't Timmy's seed now, it was Red's.
Before her eyes muscle bloomed into life on the tall, lean goth's body. Heavyweight brawn finished the job of destroying the woman's clothing that the massive swelling of her gut had started. Even as Red watched, the muscles struggled to keep pace with the swelling of the woman's breasts and huge, thick nipples.
The shop owner shot to her feet as her growth came in strong, her figure growing full, then heavy, then thick with pulsing, shredded brawn. Even theonwardsits she now sported were held up by incredible pecs, her nipples fiercely erect and each over a foot long throbbing with a perpetual lust only equalled by her thick, long clit. She was ultra female, ultra stacked and looked like pure hell for anything with a cock.
Red barely even let the woman get her breath back before she leaned down and shoved a nipple down her throat, massaging it lovingly with her powerful bull neck and nearly sending the woman back down to her knees as a gush of something eerily like Timmy's super spunk hammered down her throat to fill her belly with familiar warmth.
Red was taken by surprise though when her muscles erupted in new vascularity, thick veins rising to the surface of her skin as her muscles instantly pumped up, the rush pushing her into an orgasm of her own. It seemed that even her newfound control had the potential to give her a shock or two.
When she collected her thoughts and stroked her aching, empty pussy soothingly, she noticed that the woman had slipped herself the other freakishly developed nipple and was busily gulping down her own product, already adducted to the muscle growth and the rush of her self-induced insta-pump.
When the woman had finished however, Red simply spread her arms wide and ordered, "Continue fitting me, slave. You will be called Nurse, or the Iron Nurse, from now onwards."

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The night air was cool was they made their way through the deserted streets, footsteps heavy on the pavements.
Nurse was naked butt for a pair of platform heels that looked like sleek weapons as they flashed beneath killer calves.
Timmy was apparently gone for good, the telltale of Red's backpack nowhere to be seen. There was only Red, a red velvet gift box in hand, covered from head to toe in bands of gleaming black PVC and shiny leather, preceded only by a rampant erection. Any sign of poor Timmy was lost against her black clad immensity.
It was time to show some people who was boss.

[Jeremy Lightning]

Sorry to swear, it's usually not my style, but how can I not with a story this awesome! I sure as fuck hope this isn't the last chapter! I fucking love this story! This was so hot and freaky, seeing the goth girl grow huge, every part of her, just blow up, her clothes getting ripped to shreds in the process! I'm hoping that this story is far from over, Red needs to keep making women into her own personal army of super strong, super muscular followers, who, although are bigger than any male bodybuilder on the planet, are not half as big or as strong as her. I can hear my street rumbling, my house shaking from just 20 of these super muscular women and girls! You get an easy k+ from me!

Oh, and credit for having Red have the control to make her body grow or shrink. (I wouldn't mind if she went back down to her original height, to be honest. Keep the mass and the power, but show it off on a body like 5'0 tall! lol, don't worry, I'm sure I'd love it even if she was 8 or 9 feet tall, just as long as the muscle and strength description was on par with what it has been so far!) Another K+ is coming as soon as I can get it to you, bro!

[GreatJustice]

Next part!


It was hot and sticky in the harness and his face was completely covered except for the black gauze over his eyes and mouth that allowed him to see slightly and breathe. Breathing was hard.

His Light was breathing in slow, even draughts as she spoke to the one who had found him: Empress Connie.
 
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Connie had spotted him, crying because of the pressure in his balls, whimpering in a club after his older sister had left him to go home with her boyfriend. The pumping music and beautiful sweaty bodies had got to him and he had fled to the stairwell. He didn't know at the time that he was being hunted by a dominant cougar looking for a cub.

She'd been nice as she stroked his hair, trying to calm him, but his mistake had been to move his hands from his aching cock.

When she had seen his cock, all bets had immediately been off.

When that night began he had been a virgin. His virginity hadn't even made it out of the stairwell, her face sticky with his jizz as she luxuriated in the messy finish.

He had seen her grow from fit and lean to sleek with muscle as she had kissed him desperately all the way through her muscle growth orgasms in the taxi on the way back. Her hand had been fondling his cock even as she leaned seductively in through the driver side window and sucked the lucky taxi driver off in lieu of payment.

She'd used him in her front garden, fucked him hard against the front door, carried him up the stairs with his cock in her mouth and each time she pulled him out and made him cum on her face, her steadily growing chest, her rippling abs or between her stroking feet.

Then had come the cuffs, the drugs, the hard brainwashing as he was made to lick her body from head to toe, to pleasure her for hours, to be smothered in the mass of her growing physique. He had been remade in the image she desired, her lover and her slave. For a day, when the bruises had faded and her play turned almost tender, he had hoped for something healthy and wholesome - like a relationship from a movie or a TV show.

That had changed when she had taken him to the gym.

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His Light grunted softly at something Empress Connie said and resumed thrusting, his cock shoved deep into Miss Martha once more. It was like being squeezed in a vice, the huge woman bent over,  her steely hard glutes gripping his member as it was sawed roughly in and out by his Light's movements.

It was hard to breathe as his wind was battered out of him with every thrust, his body slammed between two bulwarks of female muscle with all the softness of a pair of boulders. Still, he was used to it now; able to appreciate what his Light was doing to Miss Martha. She was creating a twisted artwork in muscle.

His eyes rolled back into his head as she powered him home and he came again, feeling his member swell and bloat with a torrent of his cum. He sighed in relief as his balls stopped aching again.

He didn't understand what his Light was doing to his jizz when he shot it into her womb, but it was working on Miss Martha and he watched as her body grew from freakishly large to improbable, overtaking even the current size of his Light, even as Miss Martha's words changed in turn from loving shouts of pleasure to the slavish ecstasy of joy through obedience.

Empress Connie was watching, wide eyed, as his Light started again, pumping his cock in and out of her wife.

He wished he could tell them where they failed: they had made no plans. Empress Connie had just wanted to be admired, to fuck her boy toy and grow strong. Miss Martha had just wanted to pleasure her wife, to share the dream of strength. It was not enough.

His Light had been a new world order waiting to happen.

He saw one of his Light's massive arms reach forward and seize one of Miss Martha's hands, pulling it back to use like a rein as her hard fucking sped up. He watched as she deftly slid Martha's wedding ring from a thick finger and saw it passed to the now ever-present Nurse.

There was a small clink as the ring was cut through on one side, a tiny sound, but surprisingly loud in the room. Nurse stepped around in front of Miss Martha with something in her hand and his Light stopped her thrusting briefly, holding her wife still.

Nurse nodded and moved back to his Light's side.

When Miss Martha turned to fuck back at his Light, riding his cock savagely, her wedding ring gleamed as it sat beneath her nose, piercing her septum.

He felt his Light's body, massive, hard and warm, enveloping him, shudder in pleasure at the sight.

He came, hard. The world went white.

/////

Miss Martha was screaming as she clutched her groin, her body convulsing as her hands found and gripped a hard log of flesh sticking out from above her muscular pussy. As he watched it grew before his eyes, from six inches, to a foot, to about two feet in length. It was grotesque, throbbing and veiny, as thick as his leg and shiny with internal pressure and arousal.

It was glorious.

His Light said something, her voice muffled by the boom of her elephantine heartbeat and the nearly three feet of chest muscle between him and her mouth.

"Bull?" was all he heard Miss Martha say.

Something in his Light's voice turned sweeter and his world turned 180 degrees until he was facing the other way.

The Nurse stood in front of him with a huge tube connected to a hose with a dildo shaped end piece. She looked at his cock as if it was a crime as she fitted the tube over his member, but her eyes softened as she reached beneath his heavy balls and slid the other end of the device obediently up into his Light's sopping pussy, shoving the tube deeper and deeper until it could go no further.

He felt his Light chuckle as she tensed and the tube was sucked another six inches deeper, tugging on his cock sleeve.

He hissed in surprise as he felt a thick bulge pushing against his back, his Light's body vibrating with the force of her pleased purr. A huge pair of arms closed around him and his Light, the wrists locking in front of his belly and pulling back hard. The bulge against his back grew suddenly bigger, longer.

Miss Martha was fucking his Light in the ass. With her monster clit.

Soon the pair got into a rhythm and Timmy felt his world degenerate into a pummeling, grunting, flexing storm of sexual stimulation, the heavy clit pounding against his back like a hammer.

His Light came. The fucking continued. She came again and he started to cum in sympathy.

He winced as he felt the Nurse's hand clamp gleefully around the base of his cock. It was like a vice, the massive arm it was connected to looking like it had all the power of a hydraulic clamp. He grimaced as he felt his balls churn and gasped as his Light sped up her fucking, inadvertently making the Nurse give him a brutal hand job in the process. Still, he was used to pain.

Miss Martha responded to something his Light said and began railing her as hard and fast as her immensity would allow. The Nurse kept up her unwavering grip as his balls began popping the stitches of his harness. She sneered up at the eyeholes of his mask as she squeezed out a little more pressure, her nipples having hardened to their full, throbbing length, weeping thick streamers of nipple-jizz.

His body shook from the pain now, more than he had ever known, especially when his balls tore free of their harness and began slamming into his Light's iron thighs with every pounding ass-fucking thrust. The Nurse looked up at her Light's face and nodded, still not letting go.

It went on and on. His mask began to fill with his drool and he started to choke, coughs turning into screams as the pain grew unbearable.

For the first time, the Nurse looked shocked, but she didn't let go. She looked up as his Light roared out her orgasm and waited, anxious now.

He saw her face fill with relief as she let go of his cock and then disbelief as the first huge load of his cum threatened to crack the cock sleeve as it thundered around the tube and up into his Light's womb. She looked into his eyeholes again and this time her expression was thoughtful, if not exactly sympathetic.

The second and third shots made her eyes widen as his Light's belly swelled, pushing him out in front of it. His arms were spread in the harness and his thighs were fixed to his Lights, his head sandwiched at the bottom of his Light's huge pecs. Slowly his back arched.

He watched Nurse's eyes widen as his cock was shoved towards her. His shoulders ached as the belly inflating behind him pushed his chest further and further forward, bending his spine in an arch. His hips were on fire as his titanic balls continued to empty themselves. Nurse's nipples hardened in pure list even as her expression turned to horror as his joints began to pop and click, approaching the point of dislocation.

In a string of pops, his spine made its protests known and he groaned through clenched teeth as he felt the last few spurts blast from his abused balls.

It was hard to breathe, crucified as he was on his Light's huge belly.

/////

Nurse quickly removed his sheathe, removed the tube (with some difficulty) from his Light and disappeared.

She returned a moment later and this time dragged Empress Connie by the arm, kicking out her knees and pushing her underneath his Light, grabbing a fistful of dark hair and ramming her face up behind Timmy's balls to suck on his Light's cunt.

He watched the Nurse struggle to keep Empress Connie in place as the tidal flood of his Light's offering slammed into his first lover's body like a cannon shot. With a little chuckle, his Light backed up and left Empress Connie cradling a gigantic belly, her massive bulk dwarfed by the load that had been shoved into her by his Light's internal muscles alone. Milky jizz bubbled from her mouth as the grossly pregnant looking muscle woman coughed it up.

Nothing seemed to change.

Slowly, Empress Connie's eyes rolled up and she spasmed with a shivery moan, hips bucking involuntarily. Her belly receded a little bit.

She came again, thrashing on the ground as a super orgasm crashed through her.

As her belly receded again, her hands snaked around it to try and play with her sex, pawing at it desperately as she shook through a screaming climax again.

Timmy just stared. Her pussy was growing huge and puffy, her clit engorging massively along with it. Her eyes came back into focus and stared up sat his Light worshipfully as she came again, belly almost flat now, allowing her hands to feverishly jack her clit, lewdly tugging at her meaty, pumped pussy lips every now and then. Her cunt looked positively rude as it bulged from between her legs, inflated to a basketball sized muscle hole.

So intent was Timmy on this transformation that he hadn't even notice Nurse leave, only noticing her returning with another of his Light's favourites escorting a third huge woman who spat and kicked like a wildcat. She must have been one of Nurse's "daughters", her body covered in incredible vascularity, throbbing with the pump.

They forced her to her knees in front of Empress Connie, between the groaning, cumming woman's thighs. Empress Connie's eye were feverish as her hands, slick with her juices, darted out to grip the struggling woman's thicker, harder wrists.

With a tug that seemed far more powerful than even Empress Connie's body should allow the struggling woman's fists were pressed against that bulging pussy. Another tug and the fists were inside Empress Connie, the forearms disappearing as Connie's inner muscles got to work. The woman screamed at the grotesque scene, but Connie simply reached down and grabbed her under her massive arms, hauling up with terrifying strength to stuff more of the struggling woman up into her bulging snatch.

Timmy was mesmerised as Connie's hips and belly stretched to accommodate the muscular behemoth shoved inside her. It was awe inspiring to watch so much she-beef being sucked up into Connie's pussy and womb. His Light gripped his cock and started jacking it as he felt Miss Martha resume fucking her in the ass with that monster clit. Each stroke was in time with more of the woman being pulled up into Connie's massively bloated belly; squirming abs, flexing glutes, thrashing quads, thick diamond calves and finally wriggling toes.

Connie had staggered to her feet as the lower legs had slid up into her, gruntin g like an animal as her straining cunt muscles had completed their job. Standing, freakishly pregnant looking and obviously in the throes of incredible pleasure, she balled her hands into fists and muscled up into a crab flex. The mass she might have expected from the load that his Light had powered into her belly suddenly began to appear.

She was growing as her definition grew cut, then shredded, then utterly ripped, muscles surging up and out as she grew bigger, harder and more intimidating by the second. Her arms came up into a double biceps that eclipsed Nurse, moving towards Miss Martha's recent size. Her eyes were intense, like those of a zealot.

All the while, her belly shrank and she grew into a red faced muscle beast; pussy blasting out huge washes of her juices as she came and came and came. It stopped when she reached a belly size that only looked like it could fit dectuplets.

Squatting, she howled in pure lust as she spread her huge pussy lips and bore down, muscles flexing and belly roiling as she grunted and growled and finally birthed her living cargo. Nurse's nipples fired twin salvos of jizz across the room as she came without even touching herself, cheeks flushed as she stared, rapt.

The woman who had gone into Empress Connie's pussy and womb had been a massively muscled butch dyke who hadn't got an ounce of fat on her brawny enormity. The woman who came out was a golden haired bimbo slut that was designed and built to fuck. Toned, bubble butt, huge tits and lips that were designed to part men from their money all made parts of her appearance, but the whole would have been devastating to any normal man.

Empress Connie's pussy had stolen the woman's muscles and packed them onto Empress Connie's massive body. Already the huge woman was rubbing her muscles lustily and fisting herself, obsessed with her pussy and her strength.

Silence fell and his Light's voice came loud and clear, despite the hard fucking she was receiving.

"This bitch was faithless and has been punished. She could have been a goddess, but she chose to throw that away. She is now a plaything for men, a slut and a whore. Her body will buy us more time and resources and any who oppose me will become her sisters and lose their power forever."

There was a pause, "The woman who brought us the power might have started out as just a slut who lusted for muscle, but now she is the instrument of my power. She will be called Hole from now on and rejoice in her name."

"She will never grow to be as fucking, huge, yoked and fucking built as my wife though. You will all refer to my wife by her new name, Bull. Know her cock is always with me or in me and if you wrong me, she will fuck you to death, no matter how hard you feel you may be."

Timmy noticed how wet the woman who had helped Nurse bring in their victim had gotten at being fucked to death, soaking her tiny workout shorts.

He reflected that his Light was very powerful indeed.

She just wasn't very nice.

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So this is where Dress to Impress went to. I've been looking for it for a while now. Glad I found it again, that story is insanely absurd account of growing muscle lust. 

[Jeremy Lightning]

Wow! This story has just gotten insane! And insanely hot! I think it may be that Red, aka His Light, has gotten so powerful that she now can use his cock juice for just any random thing that she wants now, she can grow anyone she wants, and she can take that power away, I am thinking that she is so far above human levels of strength and muscle, Goddess could be the only word to describe her, which is probably why he had used "His Light" as a name for her, she has transformed herself into a deity who will one day rule the whole World with her army of incredibly muscled super women. I like the core that they have, Hole, Nurse, Bull, and of course, Timmy, who helped all this come about. I personally would love to see Bull fuck someone to death, but not one of the other core women, maybe someone challenges Red/the Light from outside the circle, thinking she's big, strong, and tough enough. Red beats her down with her pinky and then Bull fucks right through her like she was made of Kleenex! Whatever happens next, I am looking well forward to it, thanks for posting this story here! K+!

[lou]

awesome story here......

love it very much, reminds me of reddyhearts fanatixx......
poor timmy, or lucky timmy, I dont know...
also really lookin forward to some new chapters!!!
K+

[GreatJustice]

Just having a little break; Dress to Impress is not dead!

The Shy Kid
by GreatJustice

Mrs. Henderson parked her huge bulk behind the desk at the front of the class to the distressed creaking of timber and sighed happily before starting the lesson, getting everyone to turn to right page in their biology texts.

Her dress creaked alarmingly as she opened her book to the right place, her ridiculous physique blocking out most of the front wall of the classroom. Her carefully coiffed copper curls were like a gleaming ornament perched above about six hundred pounds of raw brawn stacked onto a six foot body.

Mindy thought that Mrs. Henderson looked like she ate bodybuilders.

As the lesson started Mindy frowned and looked at the desk next to her where Clara usually sat. The tiny waifish blonde had been her friend since they were little kids, but she never seemed to make it to Mrs. Henderson's lessons any more. She'd even become very busy in the evenings too, so they only really met up at school now.

Clara usually popped up once or twice a day to share lunch with Mindy, but their schedules had diverged this year. Clara's habitual heavy down coat was even missing too, but Mrs Henderson never once mentioned that Clara was missing or even tardy. Mindy sighed and looked out of the window as she wished that she too could be small and retiring enough to skip lessons without being caught.

"Mindy? Mindy? Ms. Tuohy, are you paying attention?"

"Huh?" Mindy answered, flustered. There were titters from around her.

"We were talking about steroids, Ms. Tuohy... Care to enlighten us further on the subject?"

Mrs. Henderson's voice was lovely and rich, but very much in the register of incipient displeasure at the moment.

Deciding discretion was the better part of valour, Mindy blushed and said, "Sorry Mrs. Henderson."

"See me after class, Mindy."

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Mindy walked up to Mrs. Henderson's desk and stood quietly as they rest of the class filed out. The silent moment drew on as the teacher fussed through a small stack of papers and Mindy idly bumped her backpack on the front panel of Mrs. Henderson's desk, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet.

"You must learn to pay attention in class Mindy; these topics are key to getting you the grades you'll need for College."

Mindy nodded mutely.

Mrs. Henderson sighed and pulled a heavy textbook from her desk drawer; passing it across to Mindy and intoning, "This is the best source I know for information on steroids and all similar molecules; read chapters 14 and 15 and prepare an essay for me in the subjects covered for next Friday."

Mindy closed both hands around the book, but she forgot how many orders of magnitude stronger her teacher was, her knees nearly buckling under the weight of the tome. With a yelp, she pitched over and knocked a stack of papers on Mrs. Henderson's desk over.

Her worst nightmares were coming true and she was blushing scarlet by the time she dashed around to the other side of the desk and tried to field the cascading documents. Mrs. Henderson turned to deftly grab a Manila envelope full of freshly graded papers, just as Mindy crashed into a gargantuan thigh while trying to retrieve a floating essay.

All motion stopped.

It was Clara.

She had her mouth stretched around what looked like the mother of all clits, her ivory pale skin was flushed with effort and her naked upper body was covered in sweat. And built.

Like, really built.

Mindy and Mrs Henderson both looked down at her, kneeling as she was on her thick down coat.

Mrs Henderson looked very embarrassed, but didn't stop Clara as the short blonde locked gazes with Mindy and slowly, deliberately bobbed her head up and down her teacher's member. A mighty hand came down to grip shining blonde locks as it all got a bit too much for Mrs. Henderson. Mindy watched thick lumps powering down the shaft into Clara's straining neck, bloating it out in a pulsing rhythm.

Clara's quivering tummy, covered in a small, hard 10-pack, swelled a bit as she drank greedily.

With a gasp, the blonde pulled her head back and let Mrs. Henderson's thick member spill from between her lips, wiping her sweating pale forearm across her mouth to rub away the secretions making her chin shiny and sticky looking.

Standing on wobbly legs, she trembled in ecstasy and clapped her thighs together, her short muscular body nearly naked apart from her frilled socks and the skirt pushed up around her waist like a belt. Her blushing, pink tinged labia were massive, pumped and bulging, and her clit stood out like the tip of her thumb, shiny and hard with arousal.

Clara shuddered as she came, teeth bared as her arms slowly spread as if dragged apart and behind her, that pale, muscular chest throbbing as she involuntarily thrust her bulging, twitching pecs at Mindy. Her shudders built to a peak and her whole body seemed to throb as she suddenly gushed musky juices down her hard thighs. With a cry, she punched her hands inwards and exploded into a hard, straining most muscular pose, looking Mindy in the eyes as she did so.

Mindy gasped as Clara seemed to explode with mass and Mrs. Henderson let out an involuntary moan at the sight, her own muscles pumping up in sympathy. That tiny pale figure was a deep pink almost all over now, as thick, or thicker, than the jocks who pounded weights in the school gym. Veins stood out all over her body, but Mindy's eyes were glued to the vascularity around her friend's pussy and the throbbing clit growing before her eyes.

As Clara bore down, the swollen button of her clit visibly swelled, an inch and then two, straining and dark with blood. Another shuddering flex and a small huff of effort drew inches three, four and five out, the flesh shiny and taut as she forced blood into her sex, her meaty labia swelling and drooping heavily. Still looking Mindy in the eye, noticing Mindy's thighs rub together out of the corner of her eye, the first hint of moisture slicking those tall lean thighs, Clara flexed again, turning red from the effort and mewling a strange wildcat howl from between her clenched teeth. Inches six and seven appeared, clitoral flesh swelling massively.

That throbbing length looked obscenely huge on Clara's thick, 4'10" frame.

All Mindy could do was stare at her friend's clit, her mouth watering.

Which was why she didn't even move when Clara stepped forward, tugged Mindy's skirt and panties to the ground and kissed her taller friend on the mouth as she jerked her thick hips forward and buried her clit to the root in Mindy's pussy. Mindy coughed in surprise and Clara held her taller friend as Mindy came, melting into an embrace as the tiny blonde powerhouse started power fucking her in earnest.

Clara grunted in satisfaction as she felt Mindy's eager hands exploring her thick physique, groping tiny tits resting on huge slabs of chest beef, feeling pistoning thighs and clawing at a hard round muscle butt. She grinned as Mindy came again, raising a thick arm in a bicep flex that was attacked by Mindy's lips and tongue.

"Still think I'm small, Mindy?" Carla whispered into her friend's ear as she gripped Mindy's ass and pounded her down onto that long, thick clit.

"God no... Mnnnnhhh, ah, ah, AHHHH!"

"Mrs. Henderson did this for me because I'm such a good student; I told her there was a girl I wanted and she helped me... Fuck yes, cum for me, Mindy!"

Mindy held on as Carla's powerful fingers spread her ass cheeks, the clit fucking feeling like it was turning her inside out.

"You're so... sssttrrooooOOOOHHHnnngggghhh!" Mindy wailed as the brutal jackhammer thrusts pushed her over the edge again.

"Say "thankyou" to Mrs. Henderson," Carla breathed into Mindy's ear.

Mindy couldn't hear her, ears ringing with her own lustful pulse. She didn't feel Carla turn her. She didn't hear Mrs. Henderson stand up.

She did feel her ass stretching around her teacher's more massive member, feel her body stretch to accommodate the two muscle women.

Carla's clit was battering her cervix as Mrs. Henderson stepped closer, shoving a forearm length of shaft up her ass, creating a cumming, screaming Mindy sandwich.

"Feel that Mindy?" Carla growled as she moved into high gear, "My clitty is nearly in your womb and it's only going to get bigger... I'm going to own this womb... I'm going to own you..."

Carla shuddered as she ground out those last words, cumming hard and bearing down as Mrs. Henderson filled Mindy's guts with her special steroid juice. She smiled through her shattering orgasm as she felt her clit lengthen further, penetrating Mindy's cervix and driving her friend's tired, orgasming, body to flop between the walls of sweaty muscle.

Clara's days as "the shy kid" were over.

[Jeremy Lightning]

Nice one! I liked what I read a lot, Clara growing from a shy, skinny waif to a 4'10 muscle mite with a huge clit, fucking her best friend to orgasm after orgasm, and probably with Mrs. Henderson's help, making her a huge muscle girl herself, I really liked what I saw there, if there's a sequel where Clara shows off her strength and muscle to her classmates confidently, like a whole new girl that she really is, I'd love to read it. But I'm cool if this is just a one off. k+!

[GreatJustice]

Don't worry it's not dead yet. I'm finishing a one shot that turned into a three shot for a different website and then getting back to this. Also, I'm still travelling so I'm having to write each chapter on my phone.

Hold onto your breeches people - a climax approacheth.

[maxi-musterjunge]

:-DD
If I may ask, the thing you're working on, is it any similar to this story?

[GreatJustice]

Yes. It's proving difficult to write! Given it two or three goes already, but still plugging away at it.

Soon? I don't know.