Here's part 2 of 'Jack and Diane' from hatour. Please send him some karma!



Speechless, I could only nod. She stepped forward and ripped open the chain link wall of the octagon ring. She gently took my hand and led me to a hall way. She pointed to a door to her right. "Why don't you clean yourself off and meet me in the gym at the end of the hallway." Once again, I could only nod and do as I was told.

I cleaned myself off in the bathroom. I was both horrified and so turned on at what had just happened. Diane had destroyed Randy without even breaking a sweat! If Randy survived, he would never be the same. I was sure that the damage done to most of his body was unrepairable.

I still could not get over how huge and muscular Diane had become. I had seen the huge football players and even male bodybuilders that Randy used to hang out with, and Diane dwarfed them all. Oh man! I was hard again just thinking about her. I splashed some cold water on my face and forced myself to calm down.

I exited the bathroom and proceeded down the hall to enter into the gym. The gym was amazing. It had all sorts of machines and weights in it. Then I saw her posing in front of a mirror. She saw me in the mirror and smiled. She had not bothered to put any clothes on. After she had shredded her top during the fight, all she had on was that burgundy red low cut g-string. I noticed it was wet. I think beating the crap out of Randy had turned her on.

She turned and walked towards me. Her large breasts swayed back and forth. I was amazed that they had absolutely no sag to them. They were firm and supported by her thick, meaty pecs. Her legs ballooned with each step. She stopped in front of me and put her hands on her hips.

Even though we were the same height, I couldn't help but feel tiny in her presence. Standing there, with her hands on her hips, she looked absolutely gigantic. I panned my head from right to left and all I could see was hard massive muscles.

"Now for the fun part, " Diane said, breaking the silence. "I get to show off for you. Pick an exercise and load up the weight for it. Try to put on as much weight as you think I can handle." A smile came across my face. I was like a kid in candy store. I immediately zeroed in on to the bench press.

I know that Randy would boast that he could bench over 600 lbs for reps. I also knew that Diane had easily out muscled Randy. So I placed seven of the largest plates on each side of the bar. I don't work out, but damn if those 45 lb plates felt heavy. With the 14 plates and the 45 lb bar, the weight on the bench press came out to 675 lbs. "Okay, bench press that!" I challenged Diane.

She smirked at me. "Isn't that cute. I can't possible bench press that. It's way too light. But I think that could give me a good warm up as a bicep curl." Diane got behind the weight and placed both hands on the bar. She hefted the weight up and started to hammer out curls at a controlled paced. Her biceps exploded in response to the large weight. It was an unbelievable sight to watch someone curl a large bar with 28 plates on it!

"Oh my G-d! I can't believe you are curling 675 lbs." I blurted out in amazement.

"675 lbs.? " Diane responded with very little strain in her voice. "Sorry dear, but these plates are 100 lbs each, not 45 lbs. With the bar, I am curling 1500 lbs." After her twentieth rep, she put the weight down on the stand with a load clunk. She started to shake out her arms. The mass on her upper arms swayed back and forth to a ridiculous degree. I was rock hard again.

She bent down and loaded another 500 lbs on the bar. "Now I have yet to try and curl a ton. But I feel so strong tonight. I think I am going to give it a try." My mouth dropped open. I can't believe that Diane was about to attempt to curl a ton.

She took a few deep breaths and took the weight off of the stand and into her hands. She groaned and lifted the weight up for one curl. Her arms again exploded in size. Her arms resembled the size of a large boulder and looked just as hard! She emitted a guttural groan as she powered up the weight for a second time. Again she lowered it slowly. "One more," Diane whispered. She started to raise the bar again. It went up excruciatingly slow. Her arms began to shake. The weight stopped at the halfway point. Diane yelled and willed the weight up the rest of the way. She dropped the weight on the floor and the entire room shook.

I was so hard from this display I was ready to come right then and there. She again shook out her arms. "I am so glad you were here to see me do that," Diane said. Her gaze shifted to my erect shaft. "I can tell you are happy to be here for that too."

She walked up to me and said, "This is not fair, I am practically naked in front of you and you are fully clothed. I think we are going to have to take care of that." My clothes practically disintegrated at her touch as she tore the cloths right off of me. My erection sticking straight up. "Time for my last bicep exercise."

She bent down, slipped her right arm between my legs, and stood up. I instantly grabbed hold of her bicep as I straddled her elbow. I could not believe how hard it felt. It had to be harder than a diamond. I could not imagine how dense her muscles were. Her bicep was so big that the top of her bicep was at my chest level, and her arm was only at a 45 degree angle.

"Okay here is the exercise. I am going to pump you up and down on my bicep. I stop when you come or until I get tired. If you can out last me, I'll let you do anything you want to me all night long." She stated with a seductive smile.

She started to curl her arm up and down. Her forearm was forcing me to climb up and down her bicep. The underside of my penis was sliding up and down her hard bicep muscle. After a few pumps, the definition in her bicep became more apparent. My penis slid between the line that was created by the two heads of her bicep. The more she pumped, the more defined the split got. As she squeezed her bicep at the top of her rep, the split squeeze my penis. It was driving me crazy! At pump 25, she started to increase the tempo of her curling. I started to breath heavily as I was nearing orgasm. I tried to resist but at pump 32, I came all over her bicep. She continued to pump me up and down as I pumped more and more cum on to her bicep. Eventually I was finished and she gently put me down.

"Wow, I thought you would be able to last at least until 50 reps. I must really turn you on!" Diane said. "Rest there while I clean up." I watched her as she walked away. Her beautifully full ass swayed back and forth as it alternatively flexed. I closed my eyes for a moment.

I awoke with the feeling of Diane carrying me. My head was resting on her left breast. It was firm and larger than my head! I felt like a little baby in her arms. She smiled down at me and said, "I haven't tired you out yet, have I?"

"No, " I replied. "This is just so overwhelming. How did this happen?"

"I'll explain it to you while I do some squats. All this fighting and showing off has not really worked out my legs any." Diane placed me on a bench next to the squat machine. There were sixteen plates on the bar. "In case you’re wondering, these plates are 200 lbs. each. I'll just do a few squats with this small weight." Of course she would consider 3300 lbs. small!

She got under the bar, facing me. She took the weight onto her ultra wide back. Her legs truly were colossal columns of power. Redwood trees would be jealous of their girth. She started to squat deeply as she spoke.

"As you know, I isolated the obesity gene and learned how to mutate it. All I did was change the obesity gene to stop producing fat and produce muscle instead. It is really quite simple. But as I am sure you have noticed by my extraordinary strength, I discovered a nice side effect to the gene. It appears that the fat produced by the obesity gene is actually much denser than regular fat. Three times as dense in fact. By telling the gene to produce muscle instead of fat, it also produced a much more dense muscle. Then I discovered that ancillary genes also effected the new muscle gene so that the new muscle that was being created is actually six times more dense than the average muscle density."

I was amazed. Not only about her discovery, but the transformation that was happening to her legs. For the first time, her legs were starting to get taxed. Striations were beginning to be seen in her separate quadriceps muscles. Each quadriceps was as large as my chest, and seemed to be growing!

Diane continued, "I am actually much more heavy now than I was when I was obese because of all the muscle. Since you’er a numbers guy, here is a little math problem. At my fattest, I weight 910 lbs of the obesity fat. Since the obesity fat is three times as dense as normal fat and the new muscle is three times more dense than the obesity fat, how much do I weigh now? And I promise not to be offended."

Since I was good with numbers as an accountant it was easy for me to calculate, but the result was still mind boggling. She weighed a massive 2730 lbs! Almost a ton and a half! "Wow! You’re almost a ton and a half of pure muscle!"

"Almost," Diane said as she finished her 30th rep. She took the weight, racked it, and leaned on the bar. "I am actually 2900 lbs now, since I started working out. The best part is that since the obesity gene has the ability to continue to produce more and more fat without consequence, my new muscle gene will continue to produce more and more muscles."

"You mean you’re going to get bigger?" I said astounded.

"Oh yesss," Diane purred. "You like that?"

"Oh my lord, YES!" I said. "But wait a minute. Why did you do this. You never mentioned to me that you want to be a huge muscle freak?"

Diane started to blush. "Well, I've known for a long time that you liked muscular women. You never confided that with me but I had my suspicions. Then it was confirmed when I visited you during your graduation from Bradley University. When I was checking my email on your computer, I notice that you had some unusual bookmarks. I took note of what pictures and stories that you enjoyed from web sites like LHArt and Zebodey's."

"And well..." She looked down. "I have always had a crush on you and it never went away. You always treated me so kindly. No matter how fat I got, you always treated me like a regular human being. You saw past all the fat and saw the real me. Even when I was starting to get dangerously fat, you didn't ridicule me. You attempted to help me with kindness and understand. So I did this for you, so I can have you, because I love you." She looked up at me with some tears in her eyes, looking for some sign of approval.

I was flabbergasted. I had no idea that she felt this way. I knew that I was just about her only real friend, and should have guessed that she had feelings for me, but I'm not exactly the brightest bulb in the pack. Besides, my love life was a shambles because whenever I got close to a women and revealed my secret fetish to them, they could not look past it and ended the relationship.

So here stands Diane. My best friend in the world, who turned herself into the embodiment of my dreams. There she stood, a massive, dense, mountain of muscle with potential to get even larger and stronger. My heart melted and I smiled back at her.

She wiped the tears away and returned my smile. In fact her entire face lit up. And for the second time today, I was amazed at the stunning beauty of just her new lean face. Her clear blue eyes complimented her raven black hair in a way that could only be described as gorgeous.

"So why didn't you tell me about this before?" I asked.

"I was too afraid, especially when I was fat. I still was not sure that you would like the new me." Her face suddenly transformed into one of sultry lust. "But, from your reaction today, I can tell you like the new me. Besides, now I have the strength to just take you."

She sauntered up to me and took me by the hand. She stood me up and kissed me deeply on the lips. You could tell that she was not experienced, but to me it was heavenly. I tried to wrap my arms around her but all I could reach was her deltoids. She began to moan.

She took my hands, broke the kiss, and said, "I know you’re an ass man. Why don't you put your hands there." She guide each hand onto one of her glutes, released them and hugged me tight as I reinitiated the kissing. If her butt looked rock hard, they felt even harder! Her butt was so big that I could not even get my entire hand around one cheek. I could feel the dimple and slight indentations in the muscle. Then she started to alternatively flex each buttock. The muscle transformed into something even harder, and I swear they even grew larger.

My erection had returned and was getting larger. Diane started to gyrate her hips as she rubbed her obviously swollen clitoris on my rock hard shaft. I could feel the outline of her vaginal lips message my cock. We both started to pant as our kissing and gyrations increased in intensity.

Suddenly, Diane took a step back and tore the g-string off. She then turned around and bent over. "Grab a butt cheek and get inside me. NOW!" I did as I was told. She was so wet, my cock slid right into her pussy. She moaned as it went in. She was so tight, it felt amazing! I started to pump in and out, while attempting to massage her wondrous ass. She continue to flex them as she started to push back on me as I thrust my rod into her.

Her moaning started to increase in tempo as was our thrusting. I could tell she was flexing her pussy muscles as well and it felt like heaven. We continued to thrust...in...out...in...out..in..out..in..out.in.out. With a massive flex of her entire body, she came. The sight of her entire body appearing to double in size put me over the edge as well.

When we came down from our orgasm, I noticed that my legs were no longer touching the ground. She was holding me up in the air with just her pussy muscles! She released me and I fell on to the ground. She straightened up and said, "That was amazing! Let's do that again!"

"But I'm not sure if I can take much more of this," I replied.

"Oh I have ways of making you respond." With that she straddled over me. She look like a goddess carved from granite from this angle. She leaned down and did a most muscular pose. Her body erupted with gigantic muscle. Her traps almost swallowed up her head. Her delts bulge obscenely as her arms almost reached the circumference of three soccer balls. She moved her arms around and started to alternately flex her pecs, making her breasts jump up and down. My loins began to stir again and get hard.

Diane smiled and said, "That's what I like to see. I love having this effect on you. Just imagine what it's going to be like when I get bigger. We are going to have soo much fun!"

The End

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