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Tiffany Shows Off

Birth of a Muscle Monster



Tiffany Shows Off
By Chachibenji
For FreakerXL, that wacky dude. WACKY. Mmf.


Prologue:
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand welcome ladies and gentlemen, to the third annual Muscle Universe Competition! Where the most fabulous beefcakes and tough girls get together and show their stuff! The preliminary posing rounds for the mens adult division will begin in 6 hours, right now though its time for the Womens Adult division preliminaries!" says the announcer.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the Muscle Universe womens division prelims are now underwaaaayyy!" more enthusiasm than humanly possible from the announcer, and the audience. "So lets get started, introducing first, one of the top competitors from last year, Mrs. Muscle Brazil!". A woman steps out on the stage into the bright sunlight, gleaming from an overabundance of body oil, unbelievably tan in her sky blue bikini. She begins her routine flawlessly, pushing out 24 inch biceps instantly to the roar of the crowd, a large modernized readout machine showing her measurements largely enough for the entire stadium to witness on four large screens. And boom, another crisp movement unleashes a perfect six pack of abdominals with amazing thighs. The female bodybuilders of this age are as equally on the rise as are the males, and it shows. She finishes off her routine to a continued roar of an uncontrollable audience. The announcer drones on in almost ecstatic tones during the next routines.
Its a packed capacity audience in New York City in the new Charles Burgoness stadium, the newest architectual world wonder, built the biggest open air stadium in the world at over 10 million seating capacity, and the seats are filled. Bodybuilding has recently taken off as the great world sport, and in the last 3 years the Muscle Universe competition has set the new standard for bodybuilding worldwide, new records have been set and shattered at record speeds, people are calling it the golden age for muscle. The Muscle Universe competition even has a youth division this year, which is where the real story is.

The Announcer steps up on the stage, its time for the youth female division. He had been MCing the event for the last 3 years and this had to be the most boring one, it almost seemed like a formality. The girls were hardly even fitness level at all times and the crowd was usually quite droll in their cheers, almost patronizing. He imagined this year wouldnt be much different, but he was getting paid oodles of green stuff to make sure he sounded more excited than a stud horse in breeding season.
"And now ladieeeeees and gentlemen! Its time for the youth females division! And our first contestant is Tiffany Parks!". Upon hearing her name the little girl literally bounced out from behind the curtains to stand center stage, sporting long high blond pigtails and wearing a blue bikini. At 9 years old she was by a long shot the youngest contestant the competition had ever had, and oddly enough her attire was more revealing than most of the older girls, who usually wore one piece suits. She was actually fairly tone, the announcer noticed, she actually looked like she had potential to become a pro later in life, but right now she was practically intermission fodder. He brought his mic back up, it was time to usher things onwards. "You may begin your posing routine, Tiffany!" he said, overemphatically as usual.

"Hee, alright Mister Announcer!" the girl said, tensing up. Immediately her body seemed to explode outwards, literally. One second she was a regular looking little girl, the next minute she was a miniature version of a massive bodybuilder. Her pecs jumped to life, pushing outwards almost a full foot, immediately straining her bikini to a taut state and covering her chin, while her abdominals seemed to magically section off into a perfect little12 pack, abdominal muscles almost climbing over each other, while her shoulders expanded outwards as well, almost seeming to fall to either side of her, she now had a shoulder width of 4 feet! Her arms meanwhile followed suit, billowing outwards to an unbelievable 30 inches unflexed bicep measures, as the large measuring screens immediately revealed. Her legs now as well seemed to be magically moving outwards, her glutes perking up and pushing out, separating from her thighs, causing her bikini to nearly disappear, while her quads and thighs pushed outwards to almost 45 inches around apiece, immediately meeting underneath her core, large blocks of muscle pushing outwards on all sides of her legs, pushing outwards and actually covering her knees and causing the front of her bikini to be swallowed almost entirely as well, while her calves pushed upwards and outwards, forming two 26 inch heart shaped measurements. Neat little veins also began to snake around her body, pushing up from beneath her tightened bikini on her pectorals, dancing down her arms, covering her legs and even shaping her midsection. The little muscle machine finally exhaled.

"Phew! So what do you think so far mister announcer? Should I start flexing now and stuff?"  she said, turning to the announcer, causing her muscles to flow rhythmically along with her bubblegum voice.
"U-U-Uhhhh, sure thing Tiffany, g-go for iiiiit!" the announcer said, breaking into a sweat trying to keep his voice under control. The entire audience seemed to have hushed, a few sporadic cheers were heard.

"Well, alright mister, if you think everyone can handle it!" She said, bringing up her arms. She slowly pulled her arms up, her thirty inch arms exploding over her head to forty inches, forty five, forty eight, fifty inches! This little girl was barely 4 feet tall and she was flexing up muscles taller and almost bigger around than she was, even with her extreme new mass. Every single eye in the audience followed her bicep peak as it moved upwards, up over her head and up into the sky, fifty six inches! She had stopped at there, the large numbers on the screens had finally stopped ticking off. Thick muscular sinews composed the peaks of godly muscle that were now on stage, veins larger than Tiffanys body was when she started still snaking up and pulsating almost audibly, hydraulically. The entire audience was shocked, their mouths were wide, Tiffany saw every single gaping face in the audience and giggled, her biceps surging fluidly with her laughs.

"So do I win yet mister?" Tiffany said, smiling innocently as ever.

"I...uh....uhh.." the announcer stammered, unable to speak, even his panache unable to maintain itself in the prescence of this record breaking little girl.

"No? Well, alright. I didn't think I would have to really give any effort but if you say so!" Tiffany said, bringing her arms up suddenly, retensing her entire body. Her biceps literally shot upwards this time, not climbing slowly but rather surging up, to sixty, seventy, eighty, nintey four inches tall this time. By now her biceps alone were more than twice her size, they had almost doubled from their first inhuman measures, by now the thickly packed muscles in her arms had begun to seemingly strain against her skin, forcing out every single sinew and tendon into plain view, veins pushed even tighter against her massive muscles yet still surging with every heartbeat, pounding force up along her biceps. By now the cheering had stopped completely, every single person in the audience was beyond awestruck, a few in the front had long since fainted.

"Wow! Tough crowd! I guess I better get inventive!" she said, bubbly as ever and now even more openly excited, smiling big, with small pearly white teeth and full lips. She bent down, bending one knee and extending her left leg outwards, never taking away from her bicep flex. As the massive biceps shifted and moved downwards with their small beautiful base, peoples wide eyes finally returned to Tiffany herself. Finally she came close to the ground, one leg fully outwards. She quickly tensed up her outstretched leg, massive quads bulging outwards, burying the rest of her bikini in folds of even greater muscle. Her upper leg pushed outwards, within less than 2 seconds she was up to fifty inches, another second and it was sixty, finally stopping itself at 70 inches around. She giggled as she relaxed and tensed her leg, causing her massive leg to explode outwards again and again, twenty inches contracting and expanding every second, from 50 to 70 inches, over and over again, as Tiffany continued to giggle, obviously she was enjoying herself on stage. She allowed her calf muscle to contract and push outwards to 35 inches on its own, all focus being on her gigantic leg, every time she retensed it her upper body seemed to disappear behind it. She then turned her head to her bent leg, and tensed it up as well, pushing it equally up to the same 70 inch measurements, and back down again. She began alternating her flexes, cauing each one of her legs to burst outwards and retract again and again, first in unison, then in alternation. Finally, she arched her back slightly, deepening her glutes and expanding each, completely swallowing her bikini and revealing even more of her muscled body, and allowed her pectorals to push outwards even further, as they expanded on their own with every breath she took, from the size of basketballs to the size of beachballs, by now both her midsection and face were almost entirely covered by the insane muscles in her legs and her chest. She flexed up her chest even harder, pushing each one out to almost 4 feet around, incredibly deep striations divvying her pectorals up, causing her bikini straps to disappear within her striations alone, while her muscular cleavage deepened to almost 34 inches from the ends of her massive pecs to her breastplate. Her pectorals strained almost violently against her overblown arms, almost seeming to fight for room with each other. Finally she hefted her back up, causing her pectorals to rise, covering her face and bright blonde hair entirely, revealing her midsection, which had separated even further into what seemed to be an endless set of abdominal muscle, in the form of 36 abdominals and countless lateral muscles, as her traps winged out behind her, pushing her arms further apart, again causing the biceps to shift ominously, almost as if on their own, 2 extra feet apart due to her new 2 foot wide traps.

"Ready for the next part of the show?" Tiffany said, seemingly to everyone, almost realizing by now she controlled the entire show. She lifted herself up on the ball of her foot and gracefully spun around, never leaving her pose, an amazing sight as again the biceps high above shifted around like the massive muscle towers they were. Now Tiffany had her back facing to the crowd, with an equally amazing sight. Her back had knotted and expanded outwards with almost 100 striated muscle packs, each one bulging outward, pushing her shoulders out even further and almost covering them. She tensed up her butt and legs, showing off her hamstrings, twitching and expanding to the size of tree trunks. Her glutes alone expanded as well, pushing outwards and expanding, meeting her outstreched back, again turning her muscle supremacy show into an infighting between the muscles on her body. She was able to fully show off her triceps, which had dipped downwards and expanded outwards to either side, adding an extra 20 inches in both length and width to her beyond superhuman arms. She twitched her calves momentarily, causing them to push outwards to 42 inches apiece, her bent leg calf pushing her entire body upwards slightly. She finally began to bring her arms down, causing her biceps to return into the rest of her muscle goddess being becoming, and stood up straight. With some effort she reached her hips with both hands, and flexed down her back, causing her traps to again wing outwards, incidentially carrying her hands right off her hips as each trap lifted away to 39 inches, over three feet, causing her overall back width to be over 7 feet wide! Her latest flex even seemed to put the Hulk to shame. She looked behind her, back at the audience, flashing another child-star smile, pushing out one last powerful flex, causing her entire body to expand momentarily to amazing proportions of what seemed to be almost double what she currently was, before returning to her "normal" muscle levels. She turned around, putting one hand on her hip and letting the other hang to her side, with a strong air of cocky victory.

"So, Mister Announcer, does Tiffany the Muscle Queen win now?" she said, smiling wide.
".....uh. Yeah. You win, you can return to the back now, youve qualified for the overalls."
"YAY!" Tiffany squealed, bouncing up and down, causing every single person in the audience to follow her with bobbed heads, watching her massive pectorals bounce up and down, all her muscles pulsing with each bouncy step into the back.

Murmurs began to spread from the back of the audience outwards, returning the Announcer to reality.
"Wellllllll ladies and gentlemen I think we've seen enough here to know who the winner of the youth females division is! So, we will be moving onto the mens preliminary rounds in a few hours, thanks for comiiiing!" The announcer immediately ducked to the back himself, needing to go collect himself.

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Tiffany Shows Off Pt. 3
By Chachibenji, for FreakerXL, shucks I ran out of stuff to say about him. Maybe he has a nice beard.


WARNING AND SO ON HAS LITTLE GIRL MUSCLE SO YEAH


"So whats the word on the other top performers we'll be going up against?" Johnson said, turning to Michaels.

"I dunno, they aren't putting up the listings yet this year." Michaels said, finishing his oiling. He decided to dip into his infinite vanity and practice his 21-pec salute to the mirror. After all, this was Ted Michaels, Mr. Mass King for 5 years in a row, with arms so big they could make Atlas envious. Or so he told himself. Meanwhile, speaking of Atlas, there was also Atlas Johnson, the Brooklynian Muscleman who had already gone into every continent and brought back a trophy the size of his biceps, so confident that he was the strongest that he even had his name changed to Atlas. They were two of the top choice competitors for this years Muscle Olympia, they both easily had millions riding on their success. Of course, they wouldnt disappoint.

"Hey c'mon Johnson, lets go pump a bit before the show, we still have a few minutes."  Michaels said, moving out down the hall. They stopped short when they heard it. It was an insanely loud noise like a construction site had moved into the pump room.

"What's going on!?"

"SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

"I have no idea, lets get to the pump room!"

"SCREEEEEEE"

They ran into the pump room to encounter the strangest sight on earth. A small girl, well, sort of, she was small, less than half their height, only she was huge, she was pure muscle all over. The sound was coming from her, but they couldn't see around her massive back to tell what was going on.

"...Hey, HEY!" Johnson said, walking up on the little muscular girl.

The sound stopped instantly. She turned around, looking at him, with bright blue eyes.
"Wow, youre big mister! Whatcha want?" she said with a smile. He got a bit closer, looking over her unnaturally wide shoulders. She was holding a strange mangled piece of metal that had been nearly torn in half.

"What is that? Give it here." Johnson said, trying to grab the metal from over her shoulders. It didnt budge, neither did she.

"Wha...hey, brat I said GIVE IT HERE." He said, reaching over with his other hand, having to reach all the way over just to reach the metal past her overloaded back muscles. He began to pull as hard as he could with both hands, grunting and straining.

"Ngghhh...hey...brat...I said.....GIVE...IT TO...ME!" He grunted out, pulling with absoluely all of his might, every one of his award winning muscles straining to their limits.

"Oh, did you want this? Ok!" Tiffany said, letting go of it. The thousand pound dense scrap of metal literally yanked the great Atlas Johnson right over Tiffany's shoulders and left him sprawling on the ground in front of her, the extremely dense scrap having created a sizeable hole in the ground where she dropped it.

"What the hell!?" Atlas said, stumbling back up clumsily. "What the fuck is this thing!?" He said, bending down and grabbing it, pulling with all his might, again. He squatted down trying to pull it up, before pushing on it, doing anything possible to move it.

"Tee hee! You look like youre having some troubles there mister!" Tiffany said, squatting down halfway, her oversized calves and quads not letting her bend her legs all the way down.

"Shut Up!! What, you think you can move this thing??" Atlas nearly screamed in frustruation, finally letting go and falling backwards again.

Tiffany pinched the steel with her thumb and forefinger, causing small impacted dents on the steel, and brought it up with just two fingers.

"You mean this? It's not really all that heavy, I think youre just not very strong, hee!" Tiffany said, giggling, causing her pecs to bounce up and down in front of her.

"You WHAT?! Why you little!" Atlas said, rearing back his arm, ready to punch her.

"JOHNSON CUT IT OUT!" Michaels said, stepping up. "She might be a little muscle freak but shes also a little girl, now calm down. Why dont you just prove to her instead that you arent weak?"

"Hmm...yeah...sounds pretty damn good. Alright brat! Just you wait, I'll show you the true strength of Atlas Johnson!" He said loudly, flashing a big grin and flexing up a pair of 32 inch biceps. Tiffany giggled, her unflexed 58 inch arms brazenly obvious to everyone but Atlas. He walked over to the weight bench.
"Pfft! Someone plays a pretty bad joke, putting all these stupid weights on like this." He said, heaving the weights off each side and replacing them with a 100 pound weight on each side.

"There, 700 pounds! Watch this!" He said, getting down on the bench, and heaving the bar off the rack with great effort. He successfully completed 1 rep with incredible difficulty, a second one, and finally a third. He replaced the bar on the rack and stood up with an air of great success.

"AW YEAH! Hows that little girl?" He said, firing off a most muscular pose in her direction. "Lets see you do that!"

"Well, alright mister, I guess." Tiffany said, walking over to the bar. She sat down on the bench and laid back, her massive pecs almost knocking the bar off. She lifted the bar off the rack effortlessly, and benched it once, the bar pressing into her thick muscled out chest before she brought it back up. She did another rep, and another, and yet another, not even seeming to blink with effort, up to ten reps.

"Mister this thing is lighter than a toy, I'm not even getting a good rep! How do you bulk up with such little toys?" she said. She placed the bar on her enormous pectorals and let go of it, letting it balance on her mountains of chest muscle. She flexed them up once, taking all 700 pounds of the bar up with them about 2 extra feet into the air, and let the flex go, returning her pecs to their regular mammoth size. She did it again, the bar caught perfectly in her thickly striated pectorals, and did likewise 8 more times, to the awe of the three watchers.

"Not even my chest can get a good pump from this, hmph!" She said, picking the bar back up with one hand and putting it back down on the rack. She got up and looked at the bar again.

"I still dont get it mister, its so incredibly light, why do you have so much trouble lifting it?" She said, picking it up with her pinky alone and holding it in the air.

"Ha! So I guess that means even my pinky is stronger than your entire body!" She said, lifting the bar up and down in front of her with only her pinky, another ten times. The bodybuilding legends were beyond astonished, as well as the announcer. She replaced the bar and looked back up at the greatest New York bodybuilder in history.

"So, what do we do next?"

"Uh.....yeah, Michaels what do we do next? Atlus said, passing the buck to his fellow former greatest muscle idol in the area.

"I uh. Well, why dont we see just how much she can lift?" He said. He went back and replaced all of the weights on the bar, putting it back to 1900 pounds.

"There! Now lets see you lift that!" He said, backing away from the bar.

"But mister, arent you going to try it?" Tiffany said, looking up at him with her lip stuck out questioningly.

"Well uh....anyone can lift that! Im just wanting to see if you can little girl." he said confidently.

"But I was already lifting this before. Itss still way too light for my muscles." She replied to him, still looking at him oddly.

"Dont lie to me brat, I bet you couldnt bench all of that in a million years!" Atlas interjected. "PROVE that you can do it!"

Before he even closed his mouth she already had the bar in the air with her left hand alone. She curled it a few times, then as with before, she removed her hand from it save from her pinky, and did 10 curls again. This time she dropped the bar onto the ground in a pout.

"This is B-O-R-I-N-G! You guys are too weak to be any fun." She said, going back over to the scrap still on the ground. The men were again badly dumbfounded by her incredible strength and merely watched her walk. She picked it up again, and continued tearing it in half. The 1000 pound metal screamed in protest, before finally snapping apart in two large hunks. She wrapped one 500 pound hunk around one side, bending and warping it so that it was practically fused to the end of the bar, and did likewise with the other end. By now the bar and the total weight was over a full ton, 2900 pounds of weight.

"Thats better!" she said, bouncing back over to the weight bench. She immediately ducked under the bar, almost excitedly, and brought down the weight. She began pumping it, her arms finally showing off real expansion again. With her first pump her arms seemed to increase greatly in size, and so on with each rep. After ten reps her arms were exploding outwards on each side, at least 20 inches bigger than they had been. After another ten reps her arms began to crowd her pecs and push them inwards as they continued to push outwards in every direction. With every single rep her arms grew and pulsated with more power as thick, juicy veins began to pop out and expand across every surface on her arm, growing themselves with every single rep. The men watched even more astonishedly as this small muscle girl began to grow into a muscle goddess again as she had on stage. By the time she took her last rep, her biceps had become so incredibly massive that she could hardly bend her arms enough. She then balanced the bar on her pecs again, as she had last time, and began to use them to pump instead of her arms, which she let hang to either side, muscles pulsing widly. Her chest did the same as her biceps had, with every rep large sinewy muscles began to burst even further outwards, her bikini top became extremely tightened and taut, while even her nipples underneath continued to grow and push her top outward more. After twenty reps her pecs were almost twice their previous size, each one as big around as a monster truck tire, at least 7 feet around, in the unflexed state! When she pumped them they each exploded outwards to either side expanding to over 12 feet in size. By now the bar was actually being crushed in between the very sinews of her oversized pecs, which was also what was holding the bar. After thirty reps the bar was beginning to get close to the ceiling.

"Mmmmm! This is great, I feel so incredibly pumped up!" Tiffany said, her voice almost being muffled by the size of her pecs, which were now far bigger around than she was and taller than the men were, even larger than the workout machine had been before she had crushed it.

"Mmmmmm!!! And Im just getting warmed up too!" she said after forty reps, the bar by now was practically grazing the ceiling. All three onlookers were dumbfounded, her pecs alone were the size of minivans and they were still growing, meanwhile they were almost completely supporting the bar, by now her massive pecs had encroached the entire weight bar and were far wider around than it was. Finally after 2 more reps the weights on the bar met the ceiling and dug into it immediately, before dropping back down 4 feet when she relaxed her flex. Her next pump drove the weights almost halfway through the ceiling.

"Oh yeah! Im even bigger than the room now and Im still hardly trying! Time for more size!" She said excitedly, increasing her flexing rate. Her next flex pushed not only the entire bar, but an upper portion of her Hummer sized pectoral muscles.

"Im so big Im even punching through the ceiling, but I can still get so much bigger!" She said again, pushing her pectorals up again, by now each one was over 18 feet, over 210 inches in size.

"And BIGGER!" she said, not even relaxing her flex this time, but instead pushing it even harder, veins popping out all over her entire body, the ones on her pectorals as big as trees, every striation incredibly deep and every muscle fiber pushed to at least 100 times the size of the greatest bodybuilder. By now her cleavage was deep enough to encompass an entire steel rafter and liquify it.

"AND STRONGER THAN ANYONE!" she said, pushing out one last huge flex, finally snapping off her bikini top and pushing over 4000 pounds of support up through the ceiling along with the bar, snapping steel and iron as her pecs ballooned to 22 feet each, smashing through the ceiling and also crushing the bar in her cleavage alone. Slowly, she began to sit up, releasing her flex slightly to 15 feet. Her massive pectorals came down onto the ground like twin moons, creating deep craters in the ground, right in front of the two bodybuilders. She released her flex entirely, each bare pectoral returning to four feet in size.

"Ha! See, I told you boys that you were too weak to play with me." Tiffany said, smiling triumphantly.

"Wha.....why you LITTLE BRAT!" Atlus said, stepping conspicuously through one of the craters in order to reach Tiffany.

"I don't care HOW big you get you little freak, youre out of here!" Atlus said, rearing back.

"Oh, this should be fun! I'll even give you a free shot!" Tiffany said, putting her hands behind her head, pushing out her lats and pectorals right in his face.

"SHUT UP!" He said, punching as hard as he could. Upon meeting her massive chest his hand seemed to crumple up, to the chorus of an extremely loud set of cracking and popping noises.

"EYAAAAAAAAAAGH, MY HAAAAND!!!" he said, falling to his knees, screaming and whimpering.

"Gosh, I almost felt that, you sure are tough mister, but now it's my turn!" Tiffany said, putting her finger underneath his chin. Slowly she lifted him up to his feet, where he hung barely off the ground. She reared back her arm, and let loose a single shot into his abdomen. Even more extremely loud popping noises were heard before the wind shear that his body gave off. He flew backwards, launched off her hand at over 100 miles per hour. He slammed into the concrete wall, every bone in his body contorting funny. He wouldn't be doing a lot of bodybuilding afterwards. Tiffany turned towards Michaels, who had just been standing there staring at the scene.

"Hey! Come over here!" Tiffany said, with a new almost ordering tone, her pecs bouncing up and down independently with excitement.

"W....who me??" He said, backing up a bit.

"Yeah! You look really strong mister, why dont you come over here and pose!"

Michaels looked at the girl for a moment before finally approaching her.

"So, flex up a bit!" She said, with the excitement of a fangirl. Her attitude and tone had changed again. Slowly Michaels brought up his arm and flexed down a bicep. His arm bulked upwards to 36 inches, the previous record before Tiffany had shatttered it with her own muscle.

"Wow mister, you ARE really strong!" She said, putting her hands around his bicep. His bicep immediately began to crumple inwards. He began to yell. Without trying or even noticing, Tiffany had mistakenly broken the muscled might of the previous champion.

"Oops! Well, I guess you're not that strong after all!" Tiffany said, now pushing down slightly. His bicep practically became jelly under her powerful vicegrip, letting out strange tearing sounds. He fell to the floor clutching his ruined arm. Tiffany picked up the poor former great, draping him over her outstreched left arm.

"Besides, THIS is a real bicep!" She said, flexing down her arm. Immediately her bicep shot up, 60, 70, 90, 110 inches in only 2 seconds, in that 2 seconds her arm had almost tripled its size. But it wasnt nearly over yet. Her bicep kept on expanding, far bigger now from her workout than it was on stage. 130, 155, 180 inches now, it was 15 feet high. Suddenly she stopped her flex short. Michaels body shot upwards even further, shooting into the sky almost 40 feet higher from the sheer force of her flex, before finally beginning to fall.

"And THIS is a CHEST!" She said, flexing her chest out hard as soon as he fell through the cieling. In under a single second her pectorals had reexpanded to 10 feet in size, slamming into him perfectly, his backbone and spine bending on her nipples alone. The force of this last pec flex almost 2000 pounds moving at 200 miles per hour. Michaels body burst through the same wall that his partner had hit, flying outside into the parking lot. He too, wasnt going to be a very big name in bodybuilding for a little while.
"Well that sure was fun! Now that I'm all flexed up and got a good workout its time to go pose for everyone! I'd better find a new top before that though, hee hee!" Tiffany said, skipping out of the room and down the hall, her giant pectorals bobbing up and down in front of her, grinding away the walls on either side of her and leaving large ditches in each side.

The announcer was still slumped over against the wall, beyond shocked by what all he had just witnessed.

"They.....really don't pay me enough for this damn job." He said, finally getting up and dusting himself off. He was going to have to hurry, the final overall posing was going to begin in only a couple minutes.

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Tiffany Shows Off pt. 4
By Chachibenji, for FreakerXL. Probably shaved by now. ;*(

"LAAAAAAAADIIIIIES AND GENTLEMEEEEEN!!"  the announcer cried out, to cheers, cheers, and more cheers than ever before. It was time for the big one.

"WELCOME TO THE FINAL OVERALL JUDGING, FOR THE TITLE OF MUSCLE OLYMPIAAA!!"

Even more cheers. This was definitely a lot better than a few minutes ago.

"We will be beginning with basic judging, and then individual routines, to be grouped and scored for the overall title!"

A few minutes ago he was trapped in a room with a little muscle girl who beat up two of the worlds strongest men. Prozac sure does help that sort of thing.

"Now lets bring out our esteemed contestaaaaaaants!" he said, as the line of the greatest muscle bods in history began to form on stage. Of course, the very middle of the lineup was little Tiffany. Her almost comically oversized muscles bounced and jiggled as she walked onstage. Her muscular megapecs were still so large that they bobbed out in front of her, now barely covered by a red bikini with tiny stars in the middle. She had become a little patriotic paragon of big muscle without even realizing it, her blue poser bikini bottoms matching perfectly with her new overly strained top. Unfortunately the only part of the top visible was the small stretch of fabric being pushed up by her oversized nipples, causing the stars to poke out oddly. The rest of the bikini top was sunken in deep nine-year old pectoral muscle. The straps had vanished in her striated muscles (in reality they had already broken again, but her muscle was actually clamping the straps in place on her body). The tiestrap on her back had likewise been sucked into the contours of her muscular back, none visible underneath. Her bright blue poser bottoms were also mostly hidden. Aside from a small blue triangle in between her legs nothing else was at all visible. Her bowling-ball glutes had swallowed up her bikini in the back and as with her straps, slabs of muscle covered the rest of her outfit. With every few steps her massive pectorals nudged the competitor in front of her, pushing him along clumsily like an anxious semi truck. Finally all the competitors were onstage, and they turned in unison. Tiffanys pectorals again swung out wide in front of her, knocking the unlucky competitor in front of her right off the stage.

"Wow! Even unflexed these babies are strong as ever!" Tiffany said, waving her pecs back and forth with her hands behind her head.

"Er....we will now begin the compulsory posing round! Contestants are asked to perform the poses asked of them in explicit and fine form!" The announcer said, glancing over at the felled competitor. He was quickly carried away by a group of young women. He wondered if they were on the medical team. He glanced back at his cards, he should get this thing moving quickly.

"ALRIGHT! First pose! Front Double Biceps!"

Immediately all the competitors got into position. Toes pointed, stomachs vacuumed, arms raised, smiles flashed, and arms flexed. All of the competitors had put up their best starting poses. Tiffany just stood there bouncing on her toes and looking around expectantly.

"Umm. Ms. Parks would you please perform the pose?" the announcer said, as the contestants began to angle their eyes at Tiffany.

"What? Oh! You want me to do what these guys are doing? O-K!" She said, looking at all the other contestants, plastered smiles stuck in time. She pushed up onto her tiptoes, pushing out her thighs into massive tree-trunk size slabs of muscle, while her calves were no longer heart shaped, but had pushed out so far that by now each of her calves more closely resembled a pair of basketballs, pushing each other out further with each inch of growth. She arched her back up, causing her pectoral muscle breasts to fly upwards a few feet, blocking out her face from view and showing off her innumerable abs. She brought her arms up and quickly pushed both her arms up, causing her biceps to fly upwards by feet every second. Within two seconds after she hit the pose, her biceps were 6 feet tall, 72 inches of beyond extreme power. Veins slowly coursed up her towering biceps, which were almost as massive as they were the first time she had showed them off for the crowd. The contestants were beyond awestruck. Some of them actually lowered their arms. Tiffany looked around the sides of her legendary peaks to see around them.

"Oh, whats wrong boys? I'm not too big for you am I? But I've hardly even gotten started!" She said, smiling behind her endless muscle. She lowered her arms for a half second before pushing them up even further. Her forearms and shoulders pushed hard against her biceps as she flexed down even harder. Her biceps jumped up even further, adding on an extra 4 feet to her flex, surpassing her previous flex, pushing her mountainous biceps further upwards to 120 inches, 10 feet tall. Her biceps were now three times the size of her muscle packed body. The veins were even larger and more numerous by now, appearing as massive as a shipmans rope, pulsing with extreme force every second and every heartbeat. She turned her body slightly to the left, and to the right, showing off her incredible power packed muscle to everyone in the audience at more angles. As if she had to. Finally, as the other competitors slowly put down their arms, smiles no longer shining so bright, she too put down her arms, her endless muscular valleys receeding slightly to her regular levels of still-unbearable size. She pushed back her arms and got back into poise, smiling expectantly at the announcer.

"Uh....yeah. Next pose then! Front lat spread!"

The competitors placed their fists on their hips and pushed out, drawing out their lateral muscles. This time Tiffany was quick on the uptake, she watched the other competitors. She put her fists on her hips, and pushed out her lateral muscles as well. It was an interesting reaction. Her lats immediately winged out on each side of her, pushing out her arms further and spreading out her shoulders even larger. After a moment she noticed that she could no longer reach her hips. Her lats had distended almost 2 whole feet outwards on either side, pushing her arms and shoulders out so far that she was now quite a bit wider than she was tall. She allowed her arms to hang at her sides while her massive lats continued to grow. Her back had grown so wide in the process that it too was alone wider than she was tall. By the time she was done, her lats were spread over at least 150 degrees, winging out at 90 degree angles on either side, revealing multiple new muscles on either side of her pectorals. There were actually veins swimming up both of her lat spreads as well.

The announcer officially no longer understood how she moved. Good thing that prozac was swimming in whiskey.

"Alright, next pose! Side chest!"

"Oh boy! I know this one!" Tiffany said. She stood to the side, swinging out her giant pectorals to a distance of mere inches from the closest competitor, who was five feet away. She struggled a bit fitting her massive arms underneath her pectorals, finally managing to push her muscled arm underneath them. She flexed up her right arm, causing it to push out with renewed power, pushing her pectorals even higher into the air, crowding them with even more muscle than was supposedly allowed on such a small frame. Her tricep ballooned out the other side, moving past the edge of her back and a few feet further. Then she finally flexed down her chest. Her pectorals, already 5 feet in diameter,exploded outwards with massive force. Immediately her skin stretched incredibly tight acrost her twin mountains of pectoral muscle, as they grew outwards, first to 6 feet around and 59 inches out from her body, and onwards. The competitor who was formerly having to share stage room with her pecs was now hung up on one of her giant pecs and was stuck going along for the ride. Her striations were so deep that he was actually able to grab onto them to hold himself on. Her growth was still going and it was accelerating. Her pecs were now each 8 feet around, larger than they had yet been before, and even though they were hoisted in the air, they were beginning to get close to the ground. With another hoist and thrust, her muscle breasts ballooned out further, by now they were each 75 inches long from start to nip, well, tip. With one final huge push, Tiffany squealed as her world record breaking chest burst out to 10 full feet around, 120 inches, while they expanded outwards to 112 inches, the last burst of muscle power so strong that it flung the poor contestant hanging on clear, landing him almost 10 feet away. That would really put a damper on his score. And so, there stood little Tiffany, her pectorals almost perfectly round, pushing each other out even further to each side, the pressure in her cleavage in excess of 12,000 neutons. Each striation on her chest and body was it's own small canyon. Her overall muscle mass was greater than all other competitors on stage. Perhaps even combined. And as usual, massive ropelike veins snaked across her entire body, divoting her muscular canyons with riverlike vein systems, visibly humming with strength. She was the most muscular girl on the planet, besides the most muscular being in the world.

She released her arms, and allowed her massive pecs to fall. They hit the ground with shocking force, causing the concrete underneath to crack and crumble audibly. By now the announcer was sure he had accidentally overdosed.

"U....uh....and now, back double bicep!"

By now Tiffany seemed to be far less an innocent little girl and far more a muscle queen in control. She immediately took proper poise. She turned around, her pecs carving a huge arc right into the concrete, grounding it up like dirt. She faced her back to the crowd. Again they were all able to see the knotted muscled mess that was her back, along with each of her massive muscular megapecs still showing off on each side of her. With even the slightest movements of any other part of her body, some section of her back undulated in concurrence, pulsing and ebbing within thousands of oversized muscles that were literally fighting for supremacy. She hadn't even started flexing yet, and that was the scary part. By now half of the other competitors had literally stopped posing and were merely watching Tiffany now. She was the star of the show, and she knew it. She flexed up her calf muscles, turning them from dual basketballs to dual beachballs, her legs weren't even close to each other but her 45 inch calves were still nearly touching each other. She brought one leg up, causing her hamstring to burst out, forming a line of prepetually huge muscles down the sides of it, and brought her leg back down into position, grating her massive thighs against one another in the process. Her glutes as well had become serrated packs of muscle which were bursting out just as much as the rest of her, each one jumping sporadically on its own, almost excitedly. Her muscles were so overcharged that they were spasming wildly without her even seeming to notice. She brought both of her arms up yet again, but this time she wasted no effort in immediately pushing them back up to their previous ten foot measures, veins literally exploding along the growth. The rear view of her towering mountainous biceps was just as impressive as the frontal view, and with an incredible added effect of watching her massive back muscles grow in unison with her arms. She decided to play with her captive audience a bit. She turned her head from left to right, causing a wave of rippling muscle to course along her back. She raised one arm slightly and lowered the other, causing half of her trapezius to become engorged with even more size while on her lowered side, other muscles were revealed in the ocean of power on her back.

The announcer was pretty sure that by now he had lost his mind. But he still knew he was making money, so there was no point in being shocked anymore.

"Alright! Good pose!! Next pose is the Back Lat Spread!"

Tiffany slowly lowered her forearms, bringing her biceps back down to earth. She quickly put her hands on her hips and pushed forward, pulling out every single muscle in her back and tautening the skin over them, revealing thousands of cramped muscles sectioned off into two larger halves on each side of her spine. Her main trapezius expanded out into a massive kite of diamond strength muscle, pushing many of her other muscles on her back into each other. More of that muscular infighting, it really seemed to the audience that her muscles were alive and at war for attention. Every single part of her expanded, tightened, breathed. It sure was an interesting sight to behold. Now all the other competitors had stopped posing, and merely stood watching in muted silence along with the rest of the million strong crowds at the muscle goddess becoming on stage. The announcer was still oblivious to the fact that he was now basically telling only Tiffany to pose.

"Very good pose competitors! Next up is the Side Triceps!"

Tiffany was now completely in control. Her muscles were hypnotic and she could tell everyone was watching her closely. She giggled loudly, she loved the attention.

She turned to the side, her gigantic muscle breasts carving out the ditch they had previously made even deeper. She tensed up her right arm and straightened it completely, pulling it towards the ground. She brought her left arm around her back, with great difficulty, moving a mountain around a bigger mountain, and finally her left hand closed around her right wrist, and she flexed down her tricep entirely. The arch of muscle that exploded out of the underside of her arm was as surprising as ever. Not only did her bicep actually puff out and grow wide enough to range from her shoulder to her elbow, but her tricep burst out the other end, growing up to five feet and surging outwards in all directions, pushing itself around the rest of her arm, almost meeting her bicep on each side of her arm. Even her tricep was deeply serrated into many multiple packs of muscle. Unfortunately for the competitor behind her, he got a chest full of 9 year old tricep. Unfortunately for the competitor behind him, it was a very large and very fast moving tricep. They were out after only watching the show they had wanted to win.
It was a bit of a chore getting her muscles back down to semi-reasonable size so that she could move her arms around her back again.

"Aaaaaalriiiiiight! And finally, the last pose, front abdominal thigh isolation!"
Tiffany looked at the announcer. She really didn't know how to do that one it seemed. She glanced over at the nearest remaining competitor.

"Hey mister! Can you show me how to do that?" Tiffany said, walking up to him.

He stumbled and fumbled but really couldn't seem to say anything. Eventually he just held up a finger to demonstrate. He assumed the pose, although shaking like a leaf doing it.

"Oh I got it! So you mean like, this right?" She said, putting her right leg out. She shook her leg around like the man had done, to ready the muscle, although all it did with her was swing her oversized thigh muscle back and forth across her leg. And then she tensed that leg up. 52 inches of thigh muscle had never appeared faster. Within that moment her thigh measurement had moved up from around 60 inches to 102 inches, less than a second had added over four feet of extremely dense, hard muscle, and the word "ripped" really didn't do the description justice. Shredded would have been better. She then put her hands behind her neck, pushed up her pecs so that her stomach became fully visible, and flexed down her abdominals. Immediately her 8 pack morphed into something closer to a 40 pack. In reality her abdominals separated and distended so much that it would have taken hours to count how many had appeared, and the fact that literally hundreds of obliques had appeared and filed down the sides of her abdominal muscle bricks had made it even more awe inspiring. She bent her midsection to the left, releasing even more musculature on her left side and tightening and expanding her already noticeable muscle on the right side. She did the same moving to the right, her muscular symmetry was almost artistic. She finally released that last flex, brought her pecs back down with a resounding CRASH back into the concrete in front of her, and resumed the waiting pose.

In the last five minutes she had probably really screwed with a few more bodybuilding records.

"Well ladies and gentlemen, this concludes our first posing rounds! The freeform posing rounds will begin shortly!"

The competitors all sulked off the stage. Tiffany walked back with them, dragging twin ditches into the ground with her oversize pecs. One of the last competitors fell into one.

Meanwhile, out in space, someone is watching.
They are very interested in this competition.
They are very interested in Tiffany.

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Tiffany Shows Off Pt. 5
By Chachibenji, for FreakerXL.
Because he gives me man hugs for it. o:


"Welcome welcome Ladies and Gentlemen, to the freeform posing routines to determine the greatest muscle body in the world!"

The announcer was coming off his buzz by now so he was somewhat afraid of what would be coming next. All the other contestants had disqualified themselves after the last performance. Besides Tiffany, of course. But, since nothing like it had ever happened before, the final posing routines had to be done even though there was only one contestant. Who was also just a little 9 year old girl. This year sure was full of surprises.

"Without further delay, our first contestant, Tiffany Parks!"

On cue, Tiffany bounced out. Her trademark pectorals were the first things in sight, happily bounding out whole leagues out in front of her. Naturally in order to hold up these 298 pound pectorals however, would require extreme strength. Tiffany was only about half the size of a full grown man, yet she had over five times the muscle mass of the average heavyweight bodybuilder. With every lightfooted step she took on stage, every part of her lower body pushed outwards by whole digits, and retracted just as much. Her 45 inch calves ground against each other with diamond breaking force along every step as well as her tree sized quads ballooned out on top of her legs with such size that they actually knocked her pectorals even higher. It was a mystery how she was able to see in front of her, let alone how such an innocent childs face could belong to such an amalgam of supreme muscle. Finally, after what seemed like hours (to the again quieted spectators, of course), she reached the center of the stage, and assumed the lat spread waiting position. The judges voice boomed out over the stage.
"Alright Ms. Parks, in this last segment of the competition you have 5 minutes to showcase as much of your musculature as you can in any variety of poses or routines, along with the provided materials and props."

Tiffany looked around, before locating one of the stadium speakers where the voice had come from. She pushed down her pectorals, crushing more of the concrete below her. She raised her hands and arms over them and cupped them to her mouth.

"Whaaaaaaaat? Mr. Judge I don't understand what you meeeeeeaaaan!" she yelled out at the speaker.
"Uh, he means do whatever you want in order to make yourself look most muscular, and you can use those things to demonstrate your strength if you want." The announcer called out to her.
"Oh! Okay! Gotcha, thanks Mr. Juuudge!" she kept yelling at the loudspeaker. "So when do we start?"
"Whenever you're ready Ms. Parks."

"Ok!" She replied happily. She bounced backwards to the table where the items had been set out.
"Oooh, whats this?" She said, holding up a diamond the size of her fist. "Its so pretty!" She immediately clasped it in one hand and pressed down. The sudden cracking noise was extremely loud and reverberated throughout the stadium. She opened her hand, diamond dust flitting away in the breeze. She immediately moved onto the next item. It was a giant granite block about 3 feet high and almost as wide as Tiffanys shoulders.

"Mm, whats with all these weird little toys? Oh well, I guess Ill take care of this one with some piston pecs!"

She hefted up both of her massive pectorals onto the slab of stone. She immediately leaned forward, pushing her pectorals down into the slab. It quickly cracked and crumbled underneath the pressure of her massive chest. But she didnt seem to notice the already broken stone underneath, she was having too much fun. She immediately pumped up one pectoral, causing it to push outwards and down even further, slamming right into the concrete underneath the remnants of the slab, sending dust and stone particles everywhere her muscle wasn't already occupying. Her right pectoral had been impressed with hundreds of thick snaking veins, which actually caused both the stone and concrete to crack with every pulse. Every single striation moved independently, crumbling any caught stone into powder instantly, as though in a machine. She pressed down with the other pec, forcing the other out of the way, pushing 4 feet further down into the concrete below.She had more than doubled the size of her previous muscle growth within seconds. But the process was only starting, in essence everything that had come before these next few minutes was barely a mockery to what was about to happen. She began to increase the speed of her alternating pumps, pushing each pectoral out of the way with the other as she pressed them deeper and deeper into the ground, each flex adding on whole lengths of muscle not only out in front, but on either side of her. Her pectorals were expanding in every single direction, even pushing her back slightly. Soon her pecs had grown immensely larger than they had been at any time before, they pushed to each side of her by four feet and depressed deep into the solid concrete. Every time she flexed down, a cacophony of extremely dense muscle jumped on either side of her body, from her arms to her legs to the veins which covered them, everything got a huge pump from each motion. Each and every separated muscle was larger than even her calves were by now, resulting in a grand pectoral diameter of 700 inches, each. She was barely on her tip-toes, her pectorals had been growing so fast that they had begun to push the rest of her body up from the ground as well as crushing it underneath.Finally the growth itself seemed to stop. But she pressed down even harder, and began alternating her pec flexes at breakneck speed. Each monster muscle jumped up on command while the other came crashing back down, each with over 4 tons of pressure being applied every second. People in the lower front rows began to get up and move back away from the stage. The announcer was hiding in the judges booth offstage.

It was an amazing sight to behold for anyone watching, since both of her pectorals were moving alternately like twin jackhammers, kicking up massive clouds of stone dust which were formerly a 20 feet radius and 10 foot deep solid concrete stone stage. Each bedrock-breaking flex sent shockwaves of sound and force throughout the entire stadium. Each of her pectorals was pounding with around 4 times the speed and power of an industrial titanium piledriver. Every single striation bulged out almost angrily at every concussion of pure stone and bedrock. Her pectorals were each moving at a speed of 0-80 mph within a single second of each other.

"Phew, this sure is a good workout, I can't remember the last time I let myself go this much!" Tiffany yelped over the crashing.

Nobody could hear her, of course.

After what seemed like an eternity of endless smashing and destructive crashing of mind breakingly proportioned pectorals, she finally put out one last extreme flex, pushing out both of her pectorals to their largest at the same time, creating a fissure on either side of the giant hole that had been made in front of her and causing a shocking wave of force to move through the entire ground around her. She had just applied over 20 tons of pressure to solid stone within the span of a single second, compressing every fleck of stone into fine powder around her. It was any wonder why the entire 250 meter stage didn't collapse in a rubbled heap. The even bigger wonder was that her top had actually stayed on throughout the duration of her latest mega muscle performance. The only real reason was that the extremely high pressure had actually impressed it right into her muscle like paint on a canvas. Hundreds of compacted pulsing muscle packs had actually grasped it and were compressing it right into her cleavage while her tersed nipples bulged out from underneath, threatening to tear them off anyways, each the size of a grown mans foot. It would still take a half ton of exertion to separate it from her muscle by now. The rest of her body had become invisible behind the two towering pectorals which now dominated almost a full half of the stage, which had just plunged down almost 20 feet and were still obstructing the skyline with a grand total height of 54 feet (648 inches tall each) and a total diameter of 1400 inches, meaning that each pectoral was over 50 feet away from their source on either side of her.

Her latest growth spasm had just surpassed all of her others combined, and it showed. When the dust finally cleared from the stage, it was completely wrecked, but nobody really noticed that much aside from the all-encompassing pecs that rested on the stage now. Even in the very top rows, people couldn't see the contestant behind her own gigantic muscles. From what couldnt be seen however, was the fact that her pecs weren't the only thing that had grown. In order to support such extraordinarily large muscle, the rest of her body had grown in juncture. Her entire upper body had been transformed into an even more impressive state than it previously was. Her forearms by now had grown to an insane 54 inches around apiece, meaning that her forearms alone were now even larger than she was tall, and even though her lats had now spread out so far that they ended at a sharp 160 degree measure, her forearm sinews now ground and pulsed excitedly against her sides, as thick bluish purple veins pulsed independently, winding along her arms and causing every single muscle to twitch with each heartbeat, giving off an impressive 20 inch growth and recession every time. Each of her lats had expanded to the state of a pulsating muscle arch, which even dipped as low as her beach ball sized muscled glutes. Her lats were so wide that they were now keeping her shoulders almost four feet out from her on either side. Her shoulders themselves had been compressed with more muscle as well, by now it encircled and actually covered them, giving the illusion of two giant muscles protruding out on either side of her.
"Um, Ms. Parks, are you...there?" The judge finally spoke to the stage.
"Yeeeah!! Im right here, can't you see meeee?" Tiffany shouted up from behind the 3 story tall muscular wall.

"I....yes, I suppose I can."

"Well then I guess I had better keep this performance going!" Tiffany shouted back in response.

"But Ms. Parks we...can't see you."

"Huuuuh??"

"We can't see you behind your...chest."

"Ohhhh! Sorry Mister Judge! I'll just flex up bigger muscles than those so you can see them then!"

"E-...excuse me??" The judge stammered back.

But it was too late by now, she had already gotten started.

Her biceps, which had expanded to the unimaginable size of 82 inches, 2.1 meters, over six feet unflexed,  rose to either side of her like twin titans of Atlas proportions as she raised her arms. By now they were over double the size of her height, not even counting the sudden explosion of the 40 inch triceps which dipped down and now nearly brushed her ankles, before she had even begun flexing. To everyone watching, the only noticeable movement was still the pulsating breath-beats of her titanic chest, but that would change rather quickly. She began to press pure astronomical power into her arms, which immediately shot upwards in response. As soon as she had begun pushing her muscle out, her biceps expanded directly upwards, and outwards. Her previous mind bending measurement of 120 inches was immediately shamed as her biceps broke 146 inches within less than a second of her raised arms, while her triceps responded dutifully, pounding on an extra 34 inches and driving both of them through the concrete, expanding around as well and beginning to push against her legs and calves violently, vying for unseen attention behind her unrelenting pecs. The real show was at the peaks of her monster biceps by now, which were now elevated at 167 inches and over 13 feet high off the ground, they expanded so fast and pushed so violently against her skin that the strain caused literal bursts of new veins to appear, unable to keep up with the new extreme growth of her biceps. Her skin stretched even tighter than ever before acrost her newly expanding muscle, causing her veins to push out in even greater extremes than ever before, each pulse causing a ripple along every one of the hundreds of rivering veins that ran up her now-212 inch biceps. All of this had occured in the span of 3 seconds so far. At 212 inches, the growth suddenly stopped. Ironically, this newest reality shattering flex was virtually unseen by the entire audience or the judges.

"Hey Mister Juuuuuudge! Can you see any more of me yet?" Tiffany catcalled from behind her pectorals. The entire audience was still as silent as they had first been.

"Um. I'm sorry Ms. Parks, but what do you mean?" The judge replied shakily.

"Ugh, you still don't see any more of me?" Tiffany loudly huffed back. "Fine then, Im done holding back!"

"Excuse me Ms. Parks?" The judge replied yet again. "You seem to be doing anything but holding back."

"Huh? Oh, no, actually I've been keeping my regular size repressed but I'm getting tired of being so small, so I'm going to quit now!"

(Warning. It just gets out of hand from here on so have fun with it.)

The entire time, she had been holding back? Both the judge and everyone in earshot tried to think about it, but they were stopped short by a loud sound. It sounded like a massive rubber band being stretched out slowly. Everyone suddenly noticed that her pecs seemed to be regressing a bit and actually shrinking slightly.

Then, it happened. The sound of the stretching rubber ended with a sudden and extremely loud snapping noise, and everything changed. Suddenly her pectorals burst back outwards and grew upwards even further than before, at furious pace, 60 feet, 62 feet, 65 feet, within another single second she had added on 132 inches, 11 feet,to her pectorals, which were now 780 inches in size total and grew outwards and encompassed even more of the stage, causing even more large fissures in the stage, there was no way it would hold up at this rate. But shockingly, her pecs were no longer the stars of the show. From behind them suddenly burst two massive peaks of flesh and muscle. At 920 inches, her biceps were each now almost 77 feet tall. Nobody would ever be able to explain how this 9 year old girl had added over 900 pounds, and almost 60 feet of muscle to her biceps within the span of 2 seconds, in less than a single heartbeat.

"What do you think so far? I'm on my way to being the most powerful little girl in the universe and I haven't even been trying at all yet!" Tiffany screamed over the audible sound of her own extreme growth. But this was merely the beginning of the newest nightmare of everyone witness to the occasion, because by now her biceps were nearing the giant readout machine that had been used back in the preliminary rounds. Only 10 feet away, and her biceps were still shooting upwards at mach speeds unattainable by most high tech aircraft in this age. Only some people in the lower levels were able to get up and begin running before it happened. Each of her biceps crashed into one of the 10 foot tall LCD monitors on the left and right sides, and crushed them immediately. Her biceps suddenly stopped their growth again, as machinery and tech began to fall from the ceiling onto the stage, crashing onto the massive pecs, bouncing off into the now running audience or merely getting caught in between the massive sinewy muscles like trash in a machine compactor. Hydraulic pressure level veins began to scale her entire body, now beginning trace along every single part of her, shaming her previously noticeable veins as trickling streams to white water rivers. Meanwhile, her biceps continued on their rampaging growth, from 90 feet to 95 feet to 98 feet in the blink of an eye, her biceps were now nearly at the ceiling of the superstructure. By now not only were the audience members running from this muscular goddess-monster but so were the contestants, and even the judges. Everyone was evacuating the massive stadium as fast as possible while the muscular amalgam that was formerly an innocent looking little 9 year old girl continued to grow out of control, apparently just to her "regular" size and not actually a flex at all.

"Where is everyone going? This is when the real show begins!" Tiffany continually screamed out over the loud pell of the panicked audience.

"If thats the way it is then I guess Ill just bring this place down, theres no point in having a stage that can't handle my muscle!"

Suddenly, her biceps both seemed to shift towards each other. She was moving her arms upwards, crowding her entire upper body with even more muscle in the effort. Her biceps met, destroying the machine high above the ground between them without even a hint of resistance. She hefted her chest upwards and arced her back, causing each of her pectorals to shift upwards and jump off the ground. She flexed them slowly, pushing them apart, creating a wide chasm amidst a chain of extreme noises caused by the shift of metal, stone, and endless muscle all at once. She released her biceps, causing the giant metal wreckage to fall crashing to the ground. Before it hit however, she brought her pecs back down, and using her forearms, slammed them together with brutal force equivalent to an ion bomb with a matching sound of screaming metal. She released the 2 ton metal wreckage from her pectoral grasp. It had nearly fused to her musculature, it fell as a 2 inch thin shred of metal with muscled imprints covering the surfaces.

"Wow, even reinforced titanium cant stand up to the force of my muscle any more! That's some pretty lousy crafting!" She was getting extremely boisterous as she continued her growth. She knew how massive she was and she was taking full advantage at this point. She leaned forward slightly, allowing the musculature of her back to push outwards and grow along with the rest of her, as thousands of knotted impacted muscles seemed to just appear underneath her tautened skin. By now her outfit had been completely lost between her massive muscled glutes and her overly packed midsection, which was now home to thousands of deltoids, abdominals, and a host of other muscles which hadn't even been named yet.

"Well, I guess it's about time to bring this place down!" Tiffany said, to nobody in particular. Everybody had already evacuated. She had somewhat surpassed her five minute time limit by now as well.

Elsewhere, in the same city, a large object looms overhead, overshadowing buildings for miles, although hidden to the naked eye.

"You say that she is the only threat?"

"Yes. We kill her, and then we can begin moving freely through this world."

TO BE CONTINUED OH GOD NNNFDRAMATICS /fireworks.

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Tiffany Shows Off Part 6
By Chachibenji, for FreakerXL, because it’s been a few forevers hasn’t it.


-Authors Note-
I've had way too much fun writing this little story for Freaker, but of course even I've wondered about the physics of the spontaneous muscle expansion and growth Tiffany is capable of. In the duration of the story I actually thought up a neat little personal explanation, which is also my theoretical addendum to the Light Speed Theorem. The LS Theorem states that nothing can actually move at the speed of light, for light will always appear to be moving away.  Now theoretically, an object must take an extremely long buildup of potential energy and time to reach the speed of light in the first place, which is measured in the occurrence of a single second. Kind of like if a shuttle launched as soon as it was completed and immediately traveled at the projected speed upon liftoff. So if one object could actually reach the speed of light, or rather exceed the said speed in a spontaneous moment, without potential energy buildup, the released energy would be converted to matter along the line of movement or space within the object's area. So, if Tiffany were to flex a muscle at said speed, it would cause spontaneous matter generation within that space, kinda like placing building blocks on top of each other underneath a bag. That’s just me thinking with too much time. The spontaneous matter generation theory is also more commonly applied to the Big Bang Theory.
Hope you fags enjoy the conclusion to the story. Thanks for all the support.


*He is referring to the sun.
*Synthial Metal is something like carbon titanium alloy. 1 square foot=80 pounds

By now entire sections of the town were being leveled, as the formerly grand Charles Burgoness stadium was crumbling to the ground. Thousands of people began to evacuate the city due to the sudden and unbelievable tremors that were now destroying miles of concrete and groundwork. Even law enforces were evacuating the town as quickly as possible. A widespread panic had moved through the entire city, least of all in the minds of the people who had originally begun to evacuate the Charles Burgoness, they unfortunately knew that the cause of the incredible destruction moving through the entire city was nothing more than a nine year old girl. And her muscles.

Tiffany continued screaming on in her own private ecstasy, barely audible above the destruction she was causing around herself. With every small twitch of her body, hundreds of pounds of muscle were infused into every fibre of her being. At this point she had fully let go of herself and was now merely allowing her maximum growth to proceed. Her muscles were growing at an alarmingly fast rate, and in reality she wasn't even flexing at this point. She had never allowed her full growth to come out before, since before she remembered she had held roughly 95% of it in, but she was done with that, she was determined to see how impossibly huge she really was before the day was over. She brought both of her arms up to an even higher angled apex, allowing her now 105 foot, 1260 inch tall biceps to sway and contour in the sky above her, driving huge divots into the lower section of the ceiling, causing even more wreckage to collapse from the stadium on and around her. The wreckage that was unfortunate to actually land on her was  ground up to dust instantly by the pulsing movement of any one of her thousands of overblown muscle configurations. She brought her arms back to a 90 degree angle, then brought her forearms up, accelerating the growth of her muscle with a pseudo-flex, as it punched twin holes in the first layer of the upper ceiling, driving cement and metal clear through the remaining 30 feet of the metallic superstructure and clear into the air, as her accelerated growing biceps followed, 112 feet exploding into 120 feet as her godly musculature climbed upwards and tore through the reinforced metallic structuring like tissue paper, the loudly snapping steel only adding to the cacophony of destruction that her extraordinary growth was now causing throughout the entire city. To make matters worse for the city itself, she began giggling hard as her megasized muscles pushed further through to the open air above the ceiling, causing her mountainous 65 foot, 780 inch tall pectorals to bounce up and down, destroying thousands of pounds of material underneath them with each earth shaking giggle, as finally the entire front end of the stage gave way, leaning forwards, unable to move the muscular titan that still stood at the center but instead snapping in two under the weight of her muscle, causing even more concrete to fall onto the ground, only to be decimated into untellable material powder seconds later by her grand pectorals, now over 70 times the greatest measure of the world records, and still growing themselves. With every inhale she took, even more muscle was also added onto her chest. Her deep striations became like canyons, swallowing whole beams and disintegrating them to steel dust within seconds, while her outfit, long since snapped away by the thousands of pounds of pressure per square inch that her body now held, still remained fused to her almost as thin as paint.

As her ultimate muscle show continued to rage on, a large shadow began to move over the destructed-in-process stadium. Tiffany was still having way too much fun to notice it descend, or even settle into the remains of the lower floor of the stadium.

"Human."

Tiffany raised her arms up and down, causing surges of mass to expand different parts of her arms, She lowered her arms, pushing out her triceps, countered by her lats pushing back out, pushing her triceps even deeper into the ground and even further out to either side, seeming to swallow even her elbows with their size. She raised her arms, pushing pure muscle and size through her arms to the very tips of her biceps, new veins filling with size to the point where they each wrapped around the towering muscle like thick bluish purple anacondas.

"Human."

She continued to test the limits of her control over her ever expanding musculature. She brought her arms forward, pushing out her back as much as possible. Her shoulder blades were swallowed by a set of bulbous muscles which began to pop out of her back seeming in tens at a time. She became curious about her seemingly endless growth. She brought her arms down, reducing her biceps to a mere 20  feet around. She stood as still as possible, realizing that even when not flexing, the growth continued to move throughout her body, which was now seeming to grow at a completely even pace. Her legs slowly expanded outward, filling out continually, deep set striations beginning to form along her legs as her hamstring began to expand, pushing out the femoris muscles on the backs of her legs out so far that she had perhaps long since lost the ability to bend her legs over all the muscle. Her lateral leg muscles blew out further to either side, each leg almost as wide around as her lats were, as her bikini bottom became further lost in the myriad of midsectional muscles that continued to over expand and encroach on each other. Her glutes knotted up even further, even forming their own multiple striations, pushing out with as much size as even her back. Her thighs and quads redoubled their former growth as well, almost overtaking her midsection while her calves became even more clearly visible even from the front. Her deltoids also continued to expand at a strangely even pace, as though a literally muscular balloon were being slowly inflated, further swallowing up her shoulders, adding to the swelling chorus of her many back muscles. Her trapeziums expanded to the size of a massive muscular heart, pushing out distinctly even from her labyrinthine back. She was having the time of her life controlling the flow of her muscular expansion. She wondered if she could-

"HUMAN!"

She finally noticed the other voice present. She could not see where it was coming from, though. She was too curious about the voice and who it belonged to, so she slowed her expansion to a controlled state so she could hear. She could almost imagine the slow “sssss” of the air being let out of a balloon.

"Um, yes, random voice from nowhere?" she replied, wondering who would still be in the stadium by now, let alone actually talk to her so strangely. She hadn't ever been called human before, true as it was.

"In front of you, human." The voice replied. Now that she could clearly hear she realized how strangely atonal it was. It sounded like someone speaking through an air vent.

"Oh!" She said. She seemed to have forgotten that she currently had two titanic masses of muscle obstructing her view.

"Hold on a second weird voice person!" she said, arching her back slightly, bringing her pectorals up out of the 12 foot twin ditches they had made in the floor. She then flexed slightly, causing them to separate wide enough for her to see between them. She brought them back down, creating twin 8s in the concrete below. Between her canyon of muscle cleavage, she saw two men. But upon closer look, she realized something extremely strange about them.
They had eyes, and ears, but absolutely no facial features otherwise. They were both wearing regular looking business suits, but nothing could draw her attention away from their faces.

"Wow! Too freaky! How do you guys talk like that!?" Tiffany exclaimed, accidentally forgetting to concentrate on repressing her growth. Both of the twin wrecking ball pecs shifted nervously on either side of the strange men.

"We don't." they replied, again in their flat atonal drone.

"I don't understand." Tiffany said, bearing a puzzled look.

"You wouldn't."

"Oh well! Do you weird guys come to watch me grow super huge?" Tiffany asked, again refocused on her own musculature, making small motions to cause certain parts of her body shift and expand slightly, to amuse herself.

"No, we came here to kill you."

"That’s so mean though!" she said, shifting her weight to one leg absent mindedly, causing a surge of muscle to pulse into it almost instantly.

"We will then kill the rest of you. We require this land." they said, each reaching into a coat pocket of their uniform business suits.

"Oooh, but why? That’s still mean!" Tiffany said, finally refocusing her attention on the rude visitors.

"Call it real estate."

"I don't understand." she again replied.

"You wouldn't."

"I don't want to, but you guys aren’t going to do anything to me and my ultimate mega muscles." she said, beaming brightly, somehow maneuvering her hands on her hips, bringing her pectorals up high and then crashing back down on either side of the faceless men. Twin massive tremors shook the entire region around the stadium in response, as more than half the remaining structure of the stadium began to loudly crumble and crash, along with any unfortunate nearby buildings. The twin visitors still seemed unimpressed, as they finished withdrawing their items. Each one was identical to each other. Each one of them held a polished silver revolver, almost chromatic looking. 

"We will kill you." They said in unison, as the revolvers began to shine.

"Oh yeah? Well alright, go ahead, I’ll even give you a shot at the least muscular spot on my body!" she said, putting her overmassed arms behind her head, driving even more concrete into powder behind her as she lifted up her pecs as high as they would go, exposing her midsection.

"Go ahead, give it your best shot!" she said, taunting them.

"No." they calmly shot back.

"Awww, why not? You weirdos aren’t scared of this little girl are ya?" she gloated towards them.

"No. We have determined that your midsection is not the most vulnerable part of your body." Now she was wondering what they were talking about. She definitely wasn't about to let these weirdos shoot her in the butt.

"No. We have determined that the most vulnerable part of your body-" they said, as she was suddenly staring right into the barrel of their guns.

"-is your face." as a soft click filled her ears.

They each fired off a shot directly into her face, filling the front end of the stadium with a bright green light. They had traversed the 30 foot expanse of her pectoral canyon within a single second, and shot her point blank in the face. Suddenly as if in response, the entire pectoral valley they were currently trapped in seemed to lift off the ground, and swing backwards, as the small girl whom they belonged to also fell backwards. Her calves were the first things to make contact with the ground, pounding twin heart shaped holes into the cement, followed by her upper body making contact as well, punching a deep crater into the ground below. Finally her titanic twin pectorals came crashing down, as almost 4 tons of pectoral muscle impacted the earth for a full mile around them.

One of the lethal weirdos checked his watch.

"Target eliminated. We must return to the Remainder so that we may continue our conquest."

Suddenly both turned as they heard a sharp screeching noise and saw it. The twin planetary pecs rose right back off the ground, as the little girl wielding them stood up in between, finally getting to her feet, allowing the 800 inch diameter megapecs to come crashing back down to the ground, again shaking the earth for miles around them, finally causing enough force to knock the twin visitors over. They both saw the same thing as they looked down the pectoral ravine to their source,
The little threat herself was just fine, as she wiped a black stain from her face.

"Wowee!! That was fun! It was like taking a picture in a photo booth, suddenly everything was all bright, fwoosh!" She said excitedly, bouncing up and down, causing even more destructive quakes to move along the ground, swallowing up one of the visitors within the ground. She finally stopped, looking at the single remaining visitor.

"Hey mister weirdo, where did your friend with the flashy thing go?" She said, looking around puzzled. She finally noticed the single jutting hand reaching out of the ground, completely still.

"Oh, oops! Never mind, I found him! I guess I got a little too excited there." She said, smiling directly at the remaining visitor, as the pectoral mountains on either side of him shifted nervously, almost anxiously. Even on his featureless face, a look of deep shock was apparent. He began furiously chattering into his hand for some reason.

"Heeeey! Whatcha doin there mister?" She said, beginning to get closer. As she walked, she drove canyon sized ditches into the ground along either side of the visitor. He continued talking excitedly into his hand.

"Aw come on, let me seee!!" She said, bringing her arms up, beginning to flex her arms up and down, as the shaken visitor watched the result. 60 foot tall biceps grew shockingly fast from behind her pectoral wall, and vanished as quickly as they came, followed by 80 foot tall biceps, which then did the same. By now she was only ten feet away from the visitor, as her pectorals moved fluidly along each side of him, beginning to recede back to the source approaching him.

"Are you suuuure you don't want to show me?" She cooed to him, this time allowing all 120 feet, 1440 inches of her massive throbbing biceps to come out, each one almost completely visible to the frightened visitor. His dark black eyes completely took in each of the skyscraper sized meaty biceps, throbbing rhythmically with her heartbeat, veins flowing upwards along her mountainous mega muscles, by now numbering in the hundreds, pumping extreme strength into her arms beyond what even the foreign life form could have expected. Finally she came within only 3 feet of him, by now able to hear what he was yelling mouthlessly into his hand.

"-eNAnt! SinGle EXPloRAtORy UNiT elIMINAteD! INteRvEntIOn reQUiRED!"

He continued on screeching into his hand.

"HEY! What do you have in your haaand?!? I WANNA SEE!" she shouted at him almost point blank, her face blushing slightly from the exertion.

The visitor then looked up directly at her face. He shakily lifted up his hand, pointing it at her. What she saw was an amazing and strange thing.

A small black eye blinked back at her, wearing the same frightened expression as the visitor, whose skin had become extremely pale. Whatever he had been doing to appear human at all was by now apparently a forgotten effort. His hair began to fall off of his head in whole sheafs.

"Wow! I didn't think you were that scared of my little muscles. But here, if you want something to really make your hair fall out, then watch this!" She said, inhaling slowly.

The visitor backed up, suddenly jumping to his feet and running away as fast as possible, screaming wordlessly.

"MMMPH!!" Tiffany said, allowing her own restraint to finally end completely. As soon as she brought her arms up, 145 feet of the most extreme muscle in universal history burst forward, within seconds breaking forth to 180 feet, and then to 220 feet, in massive bursting jumps only spaced out by seconds.

"MMM! These are real girl muscles! And I'm still not even trying!!" she screamed out. The visitor continued to run, although by now he had only made it halfway out of her pectoral range, which was now beginning to flow outwards yet again. On either side of him, the massive pectorals burst forward, extending from their former length of 65 feet to 80 feet and then jumping outwards to 102 feet.
All the visitor was able to see was an endless row of growing pectoral perfection on either side of him. No matter how long he ran for, he was unable to escape.

102 feet increased to 140 feet, by now her unchecked growth was self accelerating at an alarming pace. At 167 feet, her pectorals were now over 2000 inches in diameter, the size of a football field, as they crashed through the front entrance of the massive stadium, by now over 4 stories tall and still growing.

"MORE! I can keep growing on forever! I’m the most muscular girl in the universe!" She said, flexing her body down, further accelerating her own growth. Every part of her body exploded outwards almost five times as fast. Immediately her biceps burst upwards and outwards, from 250 to 400 feet, from 4800 inches in height to 8400. For over 30 miles around people were able to see the twin peaks of extreme muscle bursting up into the sky.

Meanwhile her pecs crashed through the buildings surrounding the formerly grand stadium, reduced to rubble by the force of one 9 year old girl. 180 feet pectorals suddenly flew forwards, sucking in huge amounts of concrete, steel, mortar, and over two thousand tons of material, all within the span of 3 seconds. The visitor continued running, finally swallowed up by the colossal pectorals which were now raging through the city, devastating billions of dollars of property every second.

"BIGGER! I WANT TO BE EVEN BIGGER!!" she shouted continually, pumping herself up larger and larger with every tense, every single flex pushing out thousands of pounds of extra muscle. Every single muscle on her body pushed out violently, by now her back had packed on an unimaginable amount of muscle, pulsing out at least 4 feet behind her, piling on thousands of new knotted muscles and vascular highways in order to support her metric ninety six tons of extreme muscle. Her glutes jutted out below her massive back, shredded with insane muscle. Her triceps had dipped so low by now that they dug deeply into the ground, surrounding her body in incomparable muscle which by now had overcome every single one of her joints, and now continued to expand to insane proportions, her lats struggling against her triceps while her biceps pushed out on the rest of her body, each one now over forty stories, 400 feet, tall, each at a diameter of over 40 feet, veins the size of railways coursing up her titanic sized regions of muscular perfection.

Suddenly her left bicep drove into something metallic. She looked up past her own magnificent bicep.
There was a giant metallic structure there in the sky, rocking off her bicep.

"Wow, what’s that? Whatever it is, there's no way Im letting it get in the way of my mega powerful bicep!" she screamed, as she flexed down her bicep, pushing incredible power up into the peak, driving it through the bottom of the metallic object. Seconds later, her bicep pierced the top of the 50 foot tall metallic structure, reaching 465 feet in height, now almost twice as tall as any building in the entire surrounding city.

"That'll teach them to get in my way! But my bicep sure does look lonely up there!" She said, as she drove insane amounts of power into her right bicep, forcing it to scream upwards in order to meet her left bicep, 480 feet at the peak.
"My biceps may be taller now, but I think they also need a little extra size!" the small bundle of power shouted, commanding her biceps to surge outwards, until they reached a diameter of sixty feet around, pushing apart the metallic structure into pieces, while her biceps met at the middle, crushing half of the destroyed structure held aloft by her bicep, completely overshadowing her already massive frame completely, forming a single massive muscular tower that continued to push higher into the sky, each pulse forcing hundreds of pounds of pressurized power into her already inhuman biceps, while the remaining fragments of the destroyed alien craft continued to fall to the ground.

Suddenly, her biceps both met another structure. This time, even though both of her biceps had a combined surface area of 120 feet, they were held completely underneath this new object. She looked up, wondering what it was.

She saw nothing in the sky except her own glorious muscle. Then, slowly, a large shadow began to form around her, while her eyes began to pick up on a massive object in the sky. It was literally appearing in midair above her.

The biggest shock was that it had actually forced her biceps to stop growing on their own.

As it continued to take form, she realized that it was huge. Far larger than the first craft she had destroyed in the sky. At least ten times bigger, she couldn't even see the ends of it, the craft literally stretched out along the entire horizon.

"Master Commander. The target has made contact with the craft and disrupted our cloaking."

"And?"

"......and they can see us now."

"....And?"

"Well Master Commander, isn't that dangerous?"

"Not at all. We have already made arrangements to wipe out this entire planet's sentient life. If they can see us or not is of no concern, not even the designated target can do anything to stop us at this point in the operative."

"But Master Commander she has made direct contact with the hull of the ship."

"That should not even be of concern to you. This ship is the largest structure this side of the Central Source*. This mass of synthial metal* is too large to be stopped or even slowed by anything. We will simply increase to our maximum propulsion rate and watch the target be crushed underneath."

"Yes I know, but..."

"We are the Revenant. There is nothing in this entire galaxy which can stop us. We see all, we control all, and we will obliterate all. That is our Prime Directive. And we will make good on it."

"But Master..."

Tiffany could swear that she saw something falling out of the massive black shadow in the sky. But her main concern was that she was actually being repelled by the massive craft, which seemed to be descending slightly. The whole city and small towns for hundreds of miles had been whipped into a renewed frenzy at the sight of the seemingly endless ship, which was actually a massive spherical saucer over 20,000 miles in length, larger than the planet itself, as heavy as 2,230,272,000 pounds, with it's own added propulsion pressure of over 3600 miles per hour.

Tiffany was now being exerted upon with a force of over 8,028,979,200,000 pounds, 4,014,489,600 tons of the hardest material in the galaxy.

Her legs strained as her knees began to bend; every single capillary and vein on her body had exploded outwards in a terrible effort. She fell to one knee.

The shadow had drawn within 470 feet of the surface, buildings in other cities already being decimated, thousands of people all over the world scrambling to get away from the extraordinarily huge destructive shadow.

She finally screamed out at the mammoth craft.

"HEY!!!! You're not allowed to be stronger than me! I already said that I am the biggest!"

Her biceps surged outwards, veins turning an extremely dark blush purple, bulging dangerously outwards from every inch on her body.

"Strongest!"

The craft stopped descending. Two massive dents began to form in the lower hull of the ship as the tens of thousands of miles long ship began to quiver and quake in midair.

"And MOST MUSCULAR girl in the entire UNIVERSE!"

The dents burst inwards throughout the ship as Tiffany's biceps finally crashed through it's lower section, forcing over 45,000,900,000 pounds of pressure through the airborne alien machine.

"MASTER COMMANDER! The target has pierced the hull of the ship on the lower side! We are being pushed upwards at an alarming rate."

"I get that, you fool. Fire on the target now."

"But Master Commander we shouldn't, the weaponry is too powerful and could end up destroying the planet-"

[artful.dodger]

Tiffany beamed up at the giant saucer as the craft began to move upwards, propelled by the force of her own might, as vascular muscle continued to explode on her body, every single portion of her already adonic figure packed on even more dense muscle, by now literally thousands of them pushed out across every inch of her frame. Even on her small innocent face, veins pushed out underneath overly tautened skin. She was in the drivers seat again and she was taking full advantage. She allowed her biceps to continue driving the spaceship up higher and higher. 570 feet in the air led to over 780 feet in less than 5 seconds. The craft was being driven up into the sky at a rate of nearly 36000 miles per hour. Finally 780 feet, 9360 inches, gave way to four digits of the greatest female muscle ever beheld. Over 1200 feet of pure power continually blasted the craft higher and higher into the sky.

Tiffany then noticed something.

Seven small spheres were descending from the shadowy craft being held aloft by her biceps.

"Wow, I wonder what those are!" she exclaimed, watching the spheres drop. Finally one of them landed on top of one of her pecs, around 890 feet away from her body.

The sky lit up in a horrible deep red. In comparison to any human weapon incident in the past, these 7 bombs were almost exponentially more destructive. By now the city had been completely evacuated, however the countryside itself was scorched for miles as the entire city, the size of New York, was completely annihilated within a blink. The resulting shockwave leveled entire towns for miles around. Each bomb dropped contained more than 1.5 gigatons of reactive material, almost 10 times that of a hydrogen bomb. A massive mushroom cloud gave way to a misty haze which covered the entire area. The twin peaks of muscular destruction receded back into the haze, releasing the alien craft, which hovered shakily over the destruction.

"Master Commander, we believe that all life signs within the general radius have been obliterated. We are not even detecting signs of the target at this point."

"Good. Perhaps now we can finally begin the full invasion. That freak of an obstruction managed to destroy not only our attack unit but our exploratory units as well. But we still have the main aircraft, and without the target to worry about, this planet is ours."

"Master Commander! We have signs of a single remaining life form!"

"What?! Where is the source?"

"Directly below us!"

"WHAT?? But that would mean-"

Almost every single subordinate checked out the window. They all noticed the same thing.

As the smoke cleared, the fist thing visible was a small figure.

Tiffany's body was glowing brightly. She had no idea why, only that it felt incredibly warm. She realized that she had returned to the same size she had been during the competition. Her large pecs had reduced back to their original beach-ballesque size. Her outfit, no longer fused directly to her skin by the unimaginable pressure it had contained, now fell away, almost as a distracted afterthought. She wondered why she had returned back to her more puny size. She hadn't done anything to repress her strength or size, the last thing she had remembered was the sight of those small metal spheres falling onto her pecs almost a quarter of a mile away, and then an extremely bright hot flash of white light. She puzzled if she could get back to her previous size. She brought her arm up, preparing to flex down a muscle.

Sirens went off throughout the craft. Critical damage signals sounded.

"What is going on?"

"Master Commander, we've been run through from top to bottom!"

"WHAT?! By WHAT exactly!?"

"The target, Master Commander."

"But...that’s IMPOSSIBLE. THE TARGET IS LESS THAN ONE TWENTIETH OF IT'S FORMER SIZE!"

"Master Commander we don't.. we don't know..."

"What are the damage reports!?"

"All critical, over 70% of the vital systems have been damaged and all 20 sections of the ship have been pierced through!"

"WHAAAT!?!? That FREAK couldn't even breach more than ONE HULL before!"

"Master Commander the flagship is going to break apart! The damage source is still increasing!"

She didn't even see what had happened until she looked up. She suddenly realized that on her recessed small body, a bicep more amazing than even both of the previous ones had appeared. Within less than a single second, her bicep had returned from its basic 20 inch measurement and had run through the shadow craft. On the peak of her bicep, she could feel a cold wind, while somewhere along her bicep she felt a ticklish itch upon where she had run through the alien flagship.

2640 feet, a half of a mile, of gleaming muscle was jutting out of her almost completely outstretched, unflexed arm. Instead of wild and contorted railway like veins, perfectly centrifurian vein structures spiraled up her bicep in almost perfect uniformity. When she finally realized what had happened, she was far short of astonished.

"Wow! Check out my little muscle now! I didn’t even flex it and it's already twice the size that it was before! I must be the biggest, most muscular girl in the entire universe by now! I wonder what would happen if I actually tried to flex this baby a little.." she said to herself, flicking her wrist and tensing her forearm slightly.

Amazing explosions rocked the sky as Tiffany's monster bicep, now at a natural unflexed measure of 2640 feet in the sky, wildly screamed upwards, to 4900 feet, 5600, finally slowing down and stopping, at 6210 feet, over a mile high, veins now so thick on her perfected bicep that they resembled screw like trains, running up and down the muscular empire in a truly awe inspiring demonstration. Her back flowed outwards subconsciously, formerly violently pulsing muscles now perfectly symmetrical, as her back increased to an amazing span of over 10 feet from shoulder to shoulder, each muscle finely tuned in its place, now throbbing with perfect independent power. The doomed flagship had been split completely in half, the sudden massive increase in height, and most importantly size, had rocked a massive fissure throughout the entire 20,000 mile wide structure. Her bicep, unflexed, had amassed an incredible diameter of almost 690 feet, even greater around than both of her biceps had formerly been combined. But when flexed, her perfected mutant bicep again evolved to a diameter much larger, to 2990 feet, over half a mile, by now the upper surface of her single bicep was almost 4 times the size of both her previous combined at their apex. And as it was,

"I'm STILL hardly even flexing!!!" she cried out in joy, marveling at the extent of her own new power.
The half annihilated ship in the sky finally cracked wide, split into two massive hunks of airborne scrap. Thousands of tons of metal began falling to the earth for miles around.

"Well, I think this will make good target and strength practice for my new muscles!" Tiffany said, releasing her slight flex, her bicep returning to its normal size in a quick second.

Tiffany crouched down, her calves pushing outwards by at least 9 feet behind her, massive twin diamonds forming around her back, while her quads and thighs pushed outwards in equal superior size, each one sizing out to almost 14 feet in diameter from a mere crouch, her hamstrings alone thicker than railroad spikes, forcing her legs apart into a wide V.

"Here we go!" she yelled at the flaming metal hunks in the sky. She pushed off the ground, forcing whole gigatons of kinetic force through the earth, forming a huge crater around her launching point. Her body screamed through the air, punching out speeds in excess of mach 2 almost on launch.

"Master Commander hurry! We must abandon this ship and this invasion immediately!"

"But it's just ONE TARGET. How could we, the mighty Revenant, lose to ONE SINGLE HUMAN CHILD!?"

"Master Commander it doesn't matter now, we have to get out of here immediately!"

Sprawling off of the pseudo throne, the commanding being was flung to the window of the bridge as the larger half of the destroyed machine deteriorated further in midair. As he(it) looked up, the entire bridge began to panic, as they all saw the same thing.

The target was speeding towards the bridge at blinding speed. It seemed to be moving in midair.

Tiffany decided to tackle the largest target in the sky, a fast-crumbling larger half of the airship. She had flown up so fast that she had already become level with the object. She figured since she couldn’t use her biceps now, she would test out her new pec power.

Every being on the bridge saw her flex down her body. As nothing but the sight of flesh and muscle enveloped the entire view, nobody could escape a single scream before the bridge was enveloped.

Tiffany flexed down her chest slightly, and as with her biceps, the desired effect happened. Within an instant, twin planetoid pectorals blossomed out of thin air. She had been around 300 yards from the hunk she was targeting when she flexed. Her pectorals had at first struck the doomed target, actually sending it flying in that direction, crushing almost half of it into a mashed metallic mess of over 1,330,000 tons that was then moving at over 400 mph, and then an even more amazing testament to her new ultimate reaches of power, as her pectorals actually grew faster than the spaceship itself moved. At her first second in the flex, her pectorals measured over 3,960 feet around, her nipples alone being 200 feet around. As the seconds moved on, the rate of her growth also began to increase exponentially. Within three seconds her measurements had nearly tripled, devastating the remains of the ruined city, as her pectorals, now almost 10,000 feet around, Tiffany being suspended in the air behind them, 5000 feet from both the bottom and top of her immense pectorals. At 4 seconds after the initial impact her pectorals caught up to the wreckage, stopping it completely in midair, beginning to completely swallow it. The entire amalgam of muscle and machine began to now rise along with Tiffany, her mach speed jump carrying tens of thousands of tons of muscle and metal along with her further and further into the sky. Her pectorals surged outwards, almost independently, although still completely under the control of the nine year old mass machine. With the pressure of a miles wide vice lock, her extremely muscled bust began to compress the portions of the craft that it had taken in. 10,000 feet expanded to 20,000, and 20,000 onto 26,000 within the span of another second. Her pectorals were now five miles around each, for a total measure of 10 miles with almost 9 miles of cleavage alone, having sucked in not even 1/1500th of the entire ship.

"Poo, this is taking too long! I'd better really start flexing down some serious muscle for this one! Tiffany shouted to herself, over 16 miles off the surface of the ground. She swung her entire body upwards, pushing her pecs straight up into the sky, creating a massive air vacuum. She pushed her pecs apart, sending the wreckage flying up even higher.

She then flexed down her pectorals, causing the most devastating reaction yet. 26,000 feet, over 5 mile huge pecs, exploded outwards, immediately pushing through into 192,000 feet, over 36 miles within a single second, the total size reaching over 380,000 feet total, in excess of 70 miles total. She had just increased her overall power by seven times with only a single flex.

"Wow! Now that’s some incredible pec power! But I think I can do a lot more than this puny flex with these new and improved mega muscles!" she said, flexing down again. 200,000 foot diameter pecs raged outwards to 456,800 each, more than doubling her previous flex, meaning that now her total flex was over 140 miles in size, two of her major muscles were now overall larger than all of Rhode Island, people all over the US for hundreds of miles around able to see the show going on in the air.

"Wow! I was able to double my size again! I bet I’m bigger than the entire nation by now! I wonder if I can grow even faster! Time for some really hard flexing!!" she screamed over the din of screaming metal and wind, as she prepared her body for the flex, allowing her back to pack on extra muscle and expand to a span of over 30 feet, while even her glutes began to bulge out past the point of sanity, each one the size of her former calves at 8 feet in diameter, insane muscle building up in her legs and lower body yet still flowing perfectly from each other. Each bump that blew out of her massively enlarged back took the form of a massive solid pack of muscle, all of them having the hardness and density of a diamond, each one also able to crush a batch of diamonds themselves.

Finally her body had packed on enough muscle to brace the next flex.

"Alright! Let’s see what this ultimate muscle power can REALLY do!" she said with a huge smile to nobody in particular.

She flexed down her already unimaginable pecs with as much force as she could muster.

The resulting shockwave leveled even more cities for hundreds of miles around, as the spontaneous muscle growth reached far beyond light speed.

The formerly 460,000 foot wide pecs blasted out with the force of a supernova. Immediately nothing but muscle filled the skies over the Americas, as Tiffany's godly pectorals grew to 2,300,000 feet around each, massive snaking veins the size of whole skyscrapers covered almost the entire muscular expanse as an extra 1,200,000 were added on to each of the insanely surging pectorals, leaving her with an absolutely mind blowing measurement of 7,000,000 feet in size. He pectorals slammed through every sphere of habitation above the earth, breaching even the atmosphere within seconds. Every other scrap of metal that had been flying about her was immediately compressed in the outer sides of her pectorals, each colossal hunk of scrap disappearing instantly, never to be seen again in Tiffany's ocean of pure muscle.

Seven Million feet, 84,000,000 inches, over 1390 miles, blanketing the entire northeastern part of the United States in an overwhelming canopy of throbbing pectoral muscle that was by now more than twice the size of Texas.

However, the metal wreckage was still almost 20 times the size of her pectorals.

She allowed herself to get slightly frustrated. Even with such a mega flex she was still far away from her goal.

That meant that it was time to quit playing around, she was going to have to put absolutely everything she had into one single massive flex in order to completely crush the continent sized scrapheap.

"Jeez! Even with all my new power I still can’t seem to conquer this stupid metal hunk without putting everything I have into it. Well that’s FINE! I’ll show the entire world a flex they'll never forget!" she exclaimed with a huff.

She retensed her muscle, as the building sized veins jacked across her body began to pulse violently again, as she began pumping furious power into every single oversized fiber of muscle she had. By now even her own head had been completely enveloped on both sides by insane muscle, her lats expanding into twin house sized developments of muscle behind her, as her muscles began to overlap and overdevelop all over her body in response to her demands.

She flexed down her entire body and put everything she had into the biggest and most powerful flex down she could muster.

1400 miles of pectoral mass suddenly became a fantasy as 2330, 3100, and then 5920 miles of ultramass muscle exploded outwards in every direction from her body. By now she was bigger than any state in the United States; in fact she was wider across than the entire continent of North America by almost double, her pectoral sky cover reaching across both parts of the ocean, even covering Hawaii as well. By now every single person in North America was witness to the same display of ultimate muscle growth, as well as the sound of tens of thousands of psychotically screaming metal being compressed, by now almost a fourth of the massive planet sized ship had been taken in.

"I'M NOT FINISHED YET!!" she screamed, continuing to flex down harder and harder, again and again, pushing everything she had into her glorious muscled chest.

Each flex now packed on whole nations worth of size, by now each one of her pectorals now contained a total area of 20,809,620,200,000 feet, 3,941,215,947 miles in size, in comparison to the United States at 37,000,000 miles of area, meaning she was now physically over 10 times larger than the entire United States, and had still only tapped into 2.4 percent of her new potential, even though she didn’t know it.

"MORE! MORE! I AM THE BIGGEST, MOST MUSCULAR GIRL EVER I'M ALL POWERFUL, BIGGER THAN ANYONE OR ANYTHING!" she screamed, beginning to fall into a deep ecstasy from her flexes, allowing her body to unleash even more of it's unlimited power.

The crazed growth of the twin monster pectorals only continued onwards, as her body finally began to fall, being pulled down by the untellable weight of her still growing muscles. She was going to crush that hunk of junk before she reached the ground. Each and every sinew was now the size of whole cities, veins pulsing the size of whole oceans.

"OOOOOH YEAH!!" she screamed out yet again, as one more flex created another 2900 miles of muscular expanse, then pushing out to an added 3240 miles. Each monstrously mind blowing pectoral was now over 6000 miles around, meaning that by now each one of her pecs was almost three times the size of the continent, and totaled out, her pectorals now had a greater diameter than the earth itself. Her rate of growth was now over 4000 miles every single second, as the last of the massive ship was swallowed whole, her pec cleavage breaching the upper edge, causing the ship to disappear from sight in lieu of the 9 year old little girl pecs still blooming in the air.

"Time to really CRUSH this hunk of junk!"

She began to apply as much pressure as possible, pushing together her pecs with every possible bit of strength she could muster, even halting her own growth in order to crush her target, after finally conquering it in size. Her world-shaming pectorals began to grind and compress the material, massive tendons and muscled sinews ripping and tearing at the steel almost hungrily. With one final extreme press she pushed her pectorals together as hard as possible, her pulse rocking shockwaves of muscle throughout her body. As she fell, she finally pulled apart her godly pecs with a flex.

Nothing was there.

She had crushed and compressed so hard that it had compacted and destroyed the metal down to a molecular level. Tiny grains of metal sand flitted out of her 13,000 mile deep muscle cleavage. The rest had been utterly annihilated in seconds.

Tiffany shouted with heated joy, she had managed to completely destroy an object that had formerly been larger around than the earth itself with just her pecs.

She was even bigger than the entire world, and she knew she could get much bigger.
Unfortunately Tiffany suddenly realized something important.

She WAS larger than the planet.

And she was falling TOWARDS it.

Very fast.

She hadn't thought about it, but she had already been falling for quite a few seconds, and her growth had only increased her weight.

If she hit the earth in this condition, she would probably destroy it, and she couldn't breathe in space as far as she could tell.

She immediately began retracting her muscle, trying to ease up her tension before she hit the ground.
As she fell, her body began to pull in huge amounts of air friction, small fires forming on her pectorals as they continued to decrease in size. She hadn’t once since beginning tried to completely retract her size, and with all her new power, she was having even more trouble doing so.

“Oh no, I screwed up big!” She screamed, not only trying to release her flex, but even trying to push her levels of muscle down physically.

20 seconds to impact.

Her pecs reverted down to 2000 miles around apiece, at one third of their last maximum measure.

15 seconds to impact.

Her body began to return to a more human state, muscles releasing their compounding growth and returning to a more regular state. Her back as well as the rest of her body began to shrink back down to their previous semi-realistic levels. Unfortunately her pecs, each one weighing in at a still mind numbing 12,390 tons, were still far too large.

10 seconds to impact.

At this point, she couldn’t possibly retract fast enough to save things, much less the world.
She was going to need to get creative again. She finally figured out what to do. She had to try something, anyways, less than 10 seconds from now billions of people would be dead and so would she.

8 seconds to impact.

She figured that she had to somehow move her bodymass. Unfortunately the only thing strong enough to move her mass was well, her mass.

She reared her left arm back, pushing every bit of power and muscle she could into it, strength from the rest of her extreme body being forced into that one point, mountainous biceps larger than the rest of her body blooming into existence immediately, covered with networking lattices of striations and veins.

5 seconds.

This was going to hurt so bad.

With everything she had, she punched the side of her own massive megapecs.

The resulting force sent shockwaves of power throughout her own body and for miles. By using her left arm to punch, she had forced her entire body to spin. Her now 590 mile wide pecs swung with extreme speed downwards. The force of her shot, combined with the size of her pecs, had spun her entire mass away from the continent, as she flew diagonally towards the pacific ocean instead.

As he crawled out from underneath the wreckage near the edge of the city, the formerly prestigious announcer wondered what was going on in the world. The last few minutes had been an extreme nightmarish whirlwind. After escaping from the wrecked stadium, all he and seemingly everyone else in the entire city had done was run away from it. The last thing he remembered was a skyline composed of some kind of massive orb. It had crashed directly into the building above him and he had been buried in wreckage. While trapped in that dark tomb he saw nothing but darkness and heard nothing but chaos outside. As he finally emerged from the ruins, he noticed one thing.

There was a massive wall of water heading towards the city. As his ears adjusted to the roaring sound of the water overcoming the wail of the confused people of the city, he decided something.
If he survived this, he was off the sauce forever.

As she floated back up to the surface, Tiffany began to finally calm down and wonder about herself. When she had hit the water, she had caused huge tidal waves. She knew that the waves would definitely cause damage and hurt people. She figured she had been doing a lot of that since she started letting her power go. She had been forced to control it since she was even younger, but she never realized that she would grow so extremely large. She had been having so much fun playing around that she hadn’t really noticed all the damage her growth had been causing. Even her outfit wasn’t left intact. She actually felt a bit bad about what had happened, ironically she had been more of a threat to everyone than the big weirdos in the tin can were.

Still, she didn’t want to stop having fun or stop growing. That would be boring and now that she had so much more muscle potential it would just be harder to control it.

She didn’t want to have to hold back her incredible power all the time.

But she didn’t want to hurt people by accident either.

Her youthful thinking left her with only one option. There was no way she could stay.

She pushed her pecs downwards, making them act as a pair of giant flotillas. The water was so choppy that it carried her to shore fairly quick. By that time her pecs had reduced to the size of basketballs, so she didn’t attract very much attention in all the chaos.

She supposed that since she couldn’t stay, she shouldn’t waste too much time leaving either.

Unfortunately she couldn’t help but feel angry at everyone else for being so weak.

She took in all the breath she could and shouted at everyone for it.

“YOU ALL STINK AND I HOPE YOU STUB YOUR TOES!!”

…Not too eloquent. But she didn’t care too much. She knew she had shouted loud enough for the entire city to hear her. No point in sticking around anymore.

She jumped up off the sandy beach onto the street nearby, and crouched down. Her calves and thighs flared out obscenely, covering both sides of the street and almost pushing over another building.
She took in another breath, this time holding it in, and pushed off the ground with everything she had. Her small overmuscled body blasted off the ground, sending her flying into the air at beyond breakneck speeds. She figured she would just go off to another planet where they could handle her.
She just hoped she could hold her breath long enough to find it. Maybe she could even find out where those weird buggy eyed visitors came from, she knew she would have a lot of fun with more of those guys.

[Chachibenji]

Oh hey! I did a thing. I haven't done a thing in a long time. This is a super violent thing because that's where my inspiration is currently at. I am pretty down to continue it or flesh it out right now. But I just started writing and here is that result:

Birth of a Muscle Monster
by Chachibenji
(warning EX gore yo)


"YOU ARE SUCH A CUNT!" Melissa screamed out, punching Jenni squarely in her mouth out of nowhere, officially starting the beginning of the end.
In a fit of rage Jenni flexed out, trapping Her former best friend in between Her two rapidly expanding pectorals, ripping skin as Her muscles exploded outwards. She screamed with the force of her flex, pushing litres of blood directly into her chest, forcing every muscle into horrendous and misshapen detail and size, every muscle belly fat and bloated with a deep reddish burn of oxygen, sizzling off her skin and sharpening her shredded pecs into weapons-grade steel.
Instantly she felt her weaker former friend's head give way slightly, as though she was smashing ground meat between cracking, yielding glass. Jenni was so far back in her mind, she was far back from the screams coming out of her own mouth, completely out of tune with what was happening. Her rage had taken control and turned into overkill. The feeling of Melissa's jaws giving way and pushing inwards softly, her incredibly beautiful features instantly going picasso in a trash compactor as everything went everywhere; it was like pure rage fuel for Jenni, and she simply strained harder.
Muffled screams came from deep between her muscular, cavernous pecs, she could stare right down into them and hear those screams, but she screamed louder, and harder, and flexed much, much harder, pushing horrible amounts of power into her chest out of nowhere. Her entire gym outfit had given way up top as her body audibly expanded with a loud but deep throbbing rumble as though the earth were quaking. Someone was stretching rubber over a microphone, and it sounded like constant noise as her skinny, athletic body exploded into a nightmare of power and sound.
She felt Melissa's struggles begin to give way.
It wasn't enough. Not yet. She shouldn't be done yet. She should suffer longer. And yet she clearly felt the life giving way from the fading rag doll she was smashing into a fractured, broken mess.
This pushed out a sudden, incredible explosion from Jenni as her body went nuclear.
"ARRRRRRGGHHHHHH!!!!!! WEAK LITTLE BITCH!!!!" she roared as she placed her hands on her hips and OBLITERATED the weak little girl's entire upper torso into a wet , pasty feeling as her pectorals BULGED outwards into twin globes that were deeply embedded with thick, ropy tissues that pulsed horribly under taut, skinless bronze coating. She was a tan-painted anatomy chart, her shock of blonde hair like a barbie doll, just 5 minutes ago so innocent and nice, but now so horrible and unstoppable. This power was coming from everywhere and nowhere. She had absolutely no desire to stop. She could not even see around herself for her pectorals had become so alarmingly huge and deeply etched. No longer a thing of biology that involved bloodflow and muscle fibers, but something else entirely.
She held up the mangled body of her friend, who had stopped screaming instantly as she was reduced into roadkill between her besties chest muscles, for several moments. It felt like nothing to have that body mashed up and hanging from her chest. She was so consumed with the reality of her power as she felt every single element of her body come under her will and control. And she was at the same time, screaming like an animal as she stood in the center of the gym, everyone completely stopped and staring with completely slack expressions.
What the fuck was that?
It barely even registered or was comprehensible for so many moments what they were witnessing. The sudden transformation of the girl into a horrible steroid experiment that had grown so much that it had completely swallowed the girl she was arguing with was too much, and nobody could understand even as they heard the cracking and popping and wet, insanely loud popping noises as the blond girl pushed her body directly onto the remains of the other girl and completely consumed her in between two massive, round shapes of pulsating flesh that spit out drippings of gore and death onto the floor like a fountain.
 Fat, wet slaps smacked the floor with gobs of something as Jenni stood there, her entire body shaking with the power it was suddenly exuding. Her back was as wide as the entire loaded barbell behind her. Her chest however was as big as a leg press machine, and by now was actually touching the floor, completely obscuring her face and features and turning her into a faceless mass of boiling tissue, as panic and confusion began to set in they watched this blonde bombshell brutally crush her companion whole with the force and power of an impound car press, consuming completely as she filled up the entire aisle of the gym floor.
Still she screamed, if only somehow louder and with more force now. She was the real life version of hulking out but the reality was so awful as she absolutely could not stop.


 

[Jeremy Lightning]

Hehe, short and to the point, but I'm thinking there could be more, I mean, I doubt she would stop after one death. There's a whole gym of people that she can destroy and dismember any dozen numbers of ways with her new muscles and strength. Not that I'm a huge fan of snuff and violence, but when I read a story like this, I forget my doubts about that kind of stuff. Very nice, I haven't seen a new story from you for a while, so I hope that this is just the first of many new ones from you! k+!

[MegaMassiveMuscle]

Another scene perhaps?