Thanks for the words, guys. I didn't intend to continue this, but here it is. There might be a third, short section for closure


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"So… how did it go?" I was sort of anxious to ask about Tessa's parents' reaction to her new look. She had gone home for the holidays as she still had a few more weeks of break on College since she wasn't on hospital rotations just yet.
"Well… at first they didn't really say anything" her voice on the phone sounded tired after the 14 hour travel back to her hometown "but after I settled in mom came into my room"
"And…?"
"Well, she actually told me I looked 'healthy'. Which I guess is as flattering as they could be, all things considered". Tessa was from a small town, and I was sure her parents weren't exactly keen on the idea of their girl becoming a muscle filled Juggernaut.
"Yeah, I guess…" I breathed a sigh of relief. I was worried Tessa's parents might change her mind about what she had accomplished this year, but all seemed cool. "And what about Reggie?" I honestly disliked Tessa's younger brother, who could be a freaking brat. He was 17, but acted like he was twelve.
"Oh well" Tessa giggled "He just… stared" she then laughed out loud "I think he's trying to digest the idea that his sister is this big"
"Boy, is he in for a surprise when you go to the pool…. I wish I could be a little fly on the wall to watch it"
"Haha, I know you do. Anyways babe, I gotta go. Miss you so much"
"Miss you too, hun. Talk to you later"
Days without Tessa gave me an opportunity to reconnect with some of my College buddies, and I was enjoying the summer days. Still, I missed her. It seemed that in my attempt to make her my type of woman physically Tessa found in her the tools to become a more attractive woman spiritually as well. I was truly in love with her.
It wasn't until a few days later that she called me in the middle of the day. Luckily I was on my day off from rotations and was just watching some dumb movie at home
"Oh my God, babe. Are you at home? Please say yes"
"Well… yeah, why?"
"I gotta tell you this, cause you're gonna love it. And cause… well, I need you"
"What happened, Tessa?"
"In a minute. Where are you exactly?"
"Living room. Watching a movie. Why?"
"Go to the bedroom"
"Why?"
"Trust me"
I followed her order.
"Ok, on the bed. What happened? And where are You?"
"On my bed as well. So, listen up. Remember I told you Reggie hadn'd said a single word about me, despite being pretty obvious he was shocked, right? Well, this kept going on even after we went to the club - and the pool - on the last days. I must tell you, I was hoping for a comment, any comment by now"
"Yeah, ok, sure. And…?"
"Well, today he actually said something. I had just come home from the gym nearby, and just had a monster chest and arms day… so, yeah, I was looking awesome"
"I know" I interrupted her. Just thinking about Tessa's sweaty and pumped body made me hard. She giggled in return
"Well, yeah. You have the image. So now imagine I was in the kitchen, still pretty pumped, fixing me up some post workout meal, when Reggie entered. I guess seeing my arms all pumped and vascularized were too much for him. So he finally spoke"
"Oh, what did the brat say?"
"Just the basics, you know. That I looked like a man, that no man would want me, that I was deformed…"
"Asshole. And you? You don't seem too upset with that"
"I…" I could see Tessa's grin as she said the next words "I just smiled at him. And hugged him"
"You what?"
"Yeah… and, well… let's say it was a tight hug" She went on "And then I whispered in his ears that he shouldn't say that to a girl… and so I picked him off the ground and carried him like a sack of potatoes… especially a girl as strong as I was"
At that point I was hard and thankful Tessa sent me to the bedroom. I had already dropped my pants and was grabbing myself, imagining the scene
"Oh, that's so hot…" I told her
"I know… I am getting wet just by telling you this"
"So.. what happened next?"
"Well, I gave him another gentle squeeze, you know. Before throwing him on his bed. But I swear for a second there I thought about pinning him down and making he say he was sorry"
"Oh, that would have been…"
"Yeah, I know" she interrupted me "But the only one I want under me is you, so…"
"Oh, and who said you could pin me down?" I teased
"And who said I want you pinned? No… I'd much rather you squirming and moving around…"
"Babe…" I moaned
"Yeah…?" I knew by her tone that she was touching herself as well
"What are you wearing?" - Yes, people. Phone sex was a thing before nudes and facetiming. And it was good
"Oh, just that black lacy panties you love to bite away from my body…"
"And..?"
"And nothing else, you silly"
"Oh God…"
"Mark… I gotta tell you… I'm so wet right now… and.. As I run my hands through my body… you should see how hard my thighs are…"
"Oh Tessa… I believe… and I can bet your abs are so cut as you breath harder and harder…"
"Yes… just as my chest keeps inflating…"
"Fuck, hun… you should see how hard I am right now…"
"I prefer imagining all that hardness inside me…"
"Yeah…"
"As I'm sure you'd like to feel my hard body all around you…"
"Yeah…"
"Oh Mark…"
"Oh Tessa… my Amazon…"




Tessa was back on Campus for a few months now, and her mindset was the same. The discipline and devotion could now be seen on the kitchen cabinets, where supplements containers were stacked, on her wardrobe, which was now composed mostly of oversized hoodies and tops and gym shorts, and even on her fridge door, where a calendar marked every workout, every food intake. I gotta say I was proud of her. I however, was drowned in hospital rotations and residency appliances and was hitting the gym once a week, twice at most.
Our base gym wasn't a bodybuilder filled one. It was more an 'family gym' with the eventual college dude circling around. And at this point, there was no doubt that Tessa was the strongest woman there, and if not by maybe a handful of guys, she might as well be the strongest person to hit those weights. I knew that motivated her, but there was hardly a challenge on her regular times. She was the alpha when she was there, except, like I pointed out, for a few guys that normally wouldn't be around at the same time as her, me included. But she was closing in the gap, and I was quite aware of that. I just didn't know how close it was until late friday when I was doing my chest workout while Tessa was killing with a leg day. I had just finished my first bench set and Tessa approached me with a glistening in her eyes
"Hey babe, can we take turns?"
"Huh… didn't know you were doing chest today, but sure. How much?" I asked her, pointing at the plates that totalled 205 pounds which I had just pressed for 10 reps
"Well, yeah, it's just that I saw you there and figured we haven't worked out together in a century now, so I'll just squeeze in some presses for my day… don't bother with the weight, just spot me, ok?"
"Huh… you sure? Ok"
Tessa pretended to not hear my doubt and positioned herself under the bar. She unracked it and I watched in awe as her chest muscles fibers vibrated as she lowered and lifted the bar one, two, three… six times before the trembling in her arms became unbearable and she reracked the bar. I was in shock. I knew she was strong. I didn't know she was THAT strong. She didn't say a word and I respected her silence, adding ten pounds on each side of the bar for my second set. Again, I did my eight reps, feeling the burn at the end. Looking at her, I waited for orders on the weight. Again, she laid down indicating she'd go for the 225. I was in disbelief, but became a believer the second she pushed the weight up for the first rep. At this point I was both aroused and excited for her.
"C'mon hon, you got this" I told her
Tessa was laser focused on the weight, and she managed another 2 reps. I couldn't verbalize to her how impressed I was
"Wow. Just wow, babe. That is some serious lifter weight you just pressed there" I told her
She smiled at me, proud of herself and loving my recognition.
"Thanks, hon. So, how much now?"
"Ok, let's go for 235"
I positioned myself and lowered the weight. On my good days I could get closer to 265, but these days 235 seemed just enough. I managed 4 good reps before calling for her help. I did another two and placed the bar back on it's place. Now, I knew Tessa wouldn't in a million years bring the weight down, but I was worried she might get hurt. She looked at me like she was reading my mind
"One rep, ok? Nothing else"
I nodded
As she lowered the weight to her chest, I watched through the mirror the majesty of what was happening. This was some freaking serious weight she was beginning to bring back up, and then some. I don't think I've ever seen a girl do that. Tessa's arms were trembling, but her stare commanded me not to touch the bar. I whispered incentives to her
"Fuck yeah, Tess… you can do this"
Inch by inch the weight came back up. When she finished the rep, I pulled the bar back to its place. She sat back up, we stared at each other through the mirror. I knew she wanted recognition, and she damn deserved it
"Oh my God, Tess. I knew you were getting strong. I had no idea you had gotten THAT strong. That was freaking impressive"
She smiled at me. "Well, just not strong as you, my stallion"
"Yeah, well.. Just barely, Hon" I looked around the almost empty gym and gave her a nod "Go ahead, I know what you want to do"
She smirked back, pulling her tank top over her head, exposing her torso, now covered only by her sports bra. Still staring at me through the mirror, she made her pecs bounce a couple times before holding them flexed tightly, summoning the small veins on top of them.
"Alright, you show-off, now get out of here and go finish your leg work, before my blood gets all deviated from where it should be right now" I told her, in all honesty


Days kept flying by and by this point I could tell something was starting to bother Tessa. I knew what it was. Somehow she had discovered a competitive, dominant side of her personality, and she wanted to feed it. And by that, I mean she had a goal in her mind, albeit never saying it out loud. She wanted to be stronger than me. I knew it. The problem is her body seemed to have reached it's limit. No matter how much and how right she ate and how much she worked out, gaining strenght now seemde virtually impossible. And the little she managed to get was at the cost of the definition of her body. Sure, Tessa was massive. A beast. But I knew she'd rather get her veins and striations back into her body. It finally blew up on a regular evening. I was at the table studying and Tessa was in the kitchen, her back turned to me, fixing up her food portions for the week, when she finally spoke
"Hon… can I ask you something?"
"Sure babe, what is it?"
It took her a few moments before her next words
"Would you… how would you… feel if… if I became stronger than you?"
I dropped my pencil and look at her, now facing me, with her table cloth over her shoulder, almost exploding in anxiety for my answer
"Well hon… do you WANT to get stronger than me?" I already knew the answer to that question, but I wanted her to develop the subject
Tessa came around the counter and closer to me, almost whispering the words, as if she was confessing something
"Well… I… kinda do. I'm… sorry… Do you think I'm a freak?"
I looked at her perfect face and smiled
"Hon… Do you think I'm a freak for getting so damn aroused by your muscles and your raw, untamed strength?"
"Well, no…"
"Then, there you go. Why should I think you're a freak if you are literally fulfilling every deep desire of mine?"
Tessa came closer, and pulled my chair away from the table, turning it to her. I couldn't stop myself from being mesmerized by how strong she actually was already. She sat on my lap and wrapped her hands around my neck
"So… Do you wanna?" she asked again. She needed an answer
"Yeah baby, I do. But even if I didn't, if you feel like that's what you want, you should do it anyway"
"Oh, I love you so much, you know?"
"I know, hon…" I was already thinking the subject was over, and was very much eager for what came next, but Tessa wanted to go further
"So… thing is… I might need some… pharmaceutical help, you know"
I knew it. It was only a matter of time before she considered steroids. I think she had been considering (and studying about them) for a while now.
"Well, hon.. I want you to be careful, you know. It will be a few years before they come up with some safer options, and…"
"How do you know that?"
I completely forgot Tessa had no idea I came 'from the future'. And I didn't feel like explaining it to her and risking her thinking I was crazy.
"Well, you know… we read about it online and stuff…"
"Yeah, of course… anyways. Sure, I'll be careful. And will you help monitor any collateral effects, right?"
"Of course, babe"
"Well, there's one we'll have to account for, at least"
"What's that?"
Tessa let her full weight on my legs. They started feeling numb.
"You see… Your graduation is in four months. I don't think that any dress will be able to contain my rocking hard, big, enhanced muscles, you know" she smiled, kissing my neck, knowing damn well what her words would cause to my insides
"Oh, hon.. We'll have it custom made" I told her, grabbing her ass with both my hands
"Hmmmm I like that… how would you like it? Just thin straps over my coconut…no, pumpkin sized shoulders so that they and my bulging traps are on full display?" she licked my ear
"Well, of course… and it will have to be real tight so that your quad muscles can be seen through the fabric at each step you take" I told her, trying to get up.
Tessa knew I didn't have leverage to get up without her letting me, and she was loving the control.
"I like that… and of course, high heels that made my enormous calves look even bigger, right?"
"Of course"
She finally got up from me and held my hand, guiding me to the room.


It had been about 3 or so months and Tessa's body transformation was eye-popping. I had no idea what she was using, but somehow she seemed able to add mass while losing body fat. Her body looked absurdly more ripped, especially her upper body. If I stood behind her while she walked through a door, I almost every time feared she'd get stuck because of how wide her shoulders and her back had gotten. She wasn't wrong when she said no regular dress would be able to contain her massive body. Tessa's arms too, seemed to enlarge to a degree that at this point she didn't even bother comparing them to mine (which had diminished considerably due to my lack of weight training). Even if she hadn't geared up I might guess she'd be stronger than me. With steroids this was such an obvious statement that I felt like it wasn't even necessary to demonstrate it. But Tessa had other plans, surely
"Babe, can you pick me up at the gym?" she texted me on a late thursday "My car broke down"
"Well, sure. On my way"
I reached the gym and saw Tessa, still hitting the weights. Obviously, I spared no time entering the floor. This was a rare chance of seeing her at her best: sweaty, pumped and irradiating power.
She saw me as she was draping the sweat from her arms. I stared at Tessa's forearms, the cords from each of her muscles visible, the veins thick and almost pulsating.
"Hey hon. Almost over"
"No prob, babe… can I stick around?"
The grin on Tessa's face told me I had fallen into a trap
"Well, actually you could help me. I'm doing high cable curls. Remember when you told me how to do them?"
"I… sure do. But I don't think you'd need any help now" I chuckled
"Oh, nonsense… Help is always appreciated. Besides, I think you should try them too"
With no option but agree to her, we approached the apparatus. Tessa set just one plate on each side
"Just for warmups, you know"
We both did the rather unchallenging series, my eyes already attached to the size of Tessa's bicep.
"So… how much were you used to do, babe?" she asked me
"Uh… 4 plates on my best days"
"So… maybe three today?"
I nodded
I did a ten rep series, and I confess they felt harder than before. I was indeed weaker
Tessa took the handles from me and started her own set. With her arms spread out like that, she seemed like a pro bodybuilder, so wide and thick she was. Her biceps, still unchallenged by the weight, were starting to get filled up
"Gee, it's been a long road, right babe?" she spoke as she performed her reps nonchalantly "To think I had trouble with minimal weight on these"
She gave me the handles and I did a second set, still with 3 plates on each side. When I finished it, my arms were burning insanely.
Tessa added another plate and did a second set, just as easy as the first. By now her arms were pumped and glistening with sweat, making it hard for me not to simply kiss them right there. Tessa sensed it
"Here, try this weight" she commanded
I grabbed the handles and immediately realized I'd have to cheat a little if I wanted to do a full set. By the fifth rep It was clear
"Don't push it babe. Just hold them flexed a little" Tessa's voice came from behind me.
I looked as she started to perform a double bicep pose, her body pressed against mine, through the mirror. As she slowly brought her arms up, her biceps rose from behind mine. By the time she reached a 90 degree angle, it was like looking at a small, dwarfed hill in front of a majestic mountain. Tessa's biceps were bigger than mine, alright. By a lot. She stared at me holding the pose, demanding me to do the same. I complied. After what seemed an eternity my arms began trembling, and Tessa was quick to take the handles from me. Then, without saying another word, she adjusted the weight for 6 plates each. My jaw dropped. She saw it and smiled. Tessa started curling, groaning and moaning in a low tone at each rep. I was bursting my pants.
"Go ahead, babe. Feel them" she told me. I instantly placed both my hands on her majestic muscles, feeling the density and hardness of those softballs each time she brought them to a full flex. The sounds Tessa was making made me sure she was just as wet and hot as I was.
She finished her set and I was ready to take her right there. But she still wanted a little more
"Calm down, Tiger. Grab the handles"
I obeyed.
"Try it" she told me, damn knowing I couldn't budge that weight. I grunted and huffed, to no use. The plates didn't move. After several seconds of me trying in vain, Tessa calmly placed her hands on top of mine, gently taking the handles from me. Staring me right in the eyes, she did one single, fast curl, holding her arms flexed
"Come closer, Mark"
"Yes, babe"
Still holding the weight, she got onto her tippy toes and whispered to me
"Girl's locker room. Third stall. Go and wait me there"