Kate's Big Gift [FMG]

[Poddy]

The stairs made barely a creak when Kate's arched ballerina's feet descended them on Christmas morning. The whole house, and the silent air inside it, felt snugly contained by the thick carpet of snow coating the yard. Kate grinned, an excited tremble went through her as she reached the bottom, and then again at how blissfully silent her body was upon the thick fur rug by the Christmas tree.

Her flawless skin took on the hue of its warm twinkling lights as she quietly approached it. Atop its tall, luscious body, a large star was in line with the upstairs landing - where she'd left her sleeping husband undisturbed and unaware of the surprise she had in store.

Kate knelt down and peered into the pile of immaculately wrapped gifts around the tree's base. The glinting of tape on each one appeared only with perfectly angled reflections from the tree lights. With her tooth already sinking into her lip, and a final glance over her shoulder, Kate reached out her arms and slid one long, narrow box out from amongst the pile.

"Daniel x." the card read on it. She unthreaded the bow and placed it aside. "I'm sorry, babe. I just can't wait." she whispered to herself.

With a long fingernail, equal in festive in rouge-ness, she sliced down through the tape down the side of the box. Kate peeled it back surgically and disrobed the plain white box. An embossed, expensive pattern on the front, she ran her fingers over the small ridges of her imprinted letters. "PL".

She exhaled with a shudder of excitement as the lid hissed up tightly.

Looking up at her was a very small-looking spandex suit, ripe with festive redness and a subtle white fur lining around the neckline and wrists. It was meticulously folded, its inviting chest opening in a U-bend shape atop a very narrow zip down the front from chest to crotch. Kate reached down to the tab-like label on the neck "XL". Kate's little fingers gripped into her thighs as her hips rolled gently at the sight. Her rosy lips bent into a grin. She grabbed the feather-weight suit, nuzzled her face in hard and inhaled adoringly. She then gave the suit a tentative pull with both hands. It offered a soft creak, and a delightful amount of resistance. Kate watched it rippling but losing none of his rich colour.

She carefully hooked a finger over the neckline and looked inside the narrow sleeves. White patches, as crisp and clean as fresh powder outside.

Her stomach shuddered with a lick of anxiety. That was a lot of patches. Top and bottom of every limb. Entire strips along the back and eight in a perfect grid along the midriff. Kate's pulse began to beat between her thighs.

She shrugged off her bathrobe and slipped off her silken panties. Next her thumbs hooked off her bra, and passed the straps over her shoulders - her warm skin bristling with goosebumps as the chilly morning air blew over her naked body.

Kate sat on her backside and drew her knees to her chest. She pointed her toes down the unzipped front opening and straightened her legs. Kate's breaths began to tremble from keeping her abs crunched and feeling the cool red spandex slide up her thighs and hips. The crotch of the fabric already twisted a little between her lips. God, it was already tight - how was it going to feel later? She prayed her wetness would somehow help with the friction.
Next she threaded her long arms inside, quickly twisting the sleeve to make sure the patches were perfectly placed over her triceps, biceps and forearms. Once inside, Kate noted the slightly sagging corners of air on her angular shoulders. The tiny blemish triggered a determination to fill them out of existence.

Placing herself flat on her back, Kate pulled the flaps over her pert little breasts. She slid perilously close to a moan as she slowly closed the zip, watching her pumping flat midriff swallowed into the grip of the suit closing around her waist. She swallowed hard as the zipper reached the crest of her chest. She exhaled both nervously and victoriously. Even if Dan appeared above her on the top step now, he was too late.

She stretched almost lazily on the thick rug - her hands stretched above her head and her back arching. The spandex obediently nuzzled tightly into every one of her curves as Kate lay in wait, offering herself to be taken.

Suddenly, there was a sensation like she was falling, and she had to catch herself - making every one of her muscles snatch suddenly. One by one, sleeve by sleeve, the patches bit into her with a soft, stinging creak. Her slender body tensed and hardened all over, imprinting her sinewy physique into the suit. The spandex shifted as it stretched, but anchored at the site of each patch. Then their sensual pinching grew warmer and warmer - and in seconds they were hot, sucking throbs, drawing thick veins to the surface of her skin with every pulse.

"Mmmm - yes!" she huffed as loudly as she dared as her midriff suddenly clenched. Kate pulled up fistfuls of white rug in both hands as her trembling torso crunched upwards and a new pulse took over in her neck, head and crotch, all beginning to beat in frenzied harmony, faster and faster.

The tingling threads pulled and tightened up the back of her neck and made her chin tilt upwards. With each breath, her chest rose and fell more prominently, the suit straining against her expanding frame. Her abs, previously subtle, etched themselves into a defined, muscular grid. She tipped over onto all fours as the pumping made her eyes stretch. "Ughh fuckk..." she huffed down at her small breasts beginning to twitch nervously, then watched her pencil-thick veins connecting in her forearms and biceps. Already the toned bumps of her fit body were swelling with an enhanced separation that she couldn't summon herself. She felt the suit nuzzled between her ass cheeks and armpits, like the air was being pressed out of her suit.

"XL!" her mind raced. Gone was the crisp air, now the room felt hot, stiflingly so. The muscle-seizing pulses accelerated into thumps that rocked her balance. So hard it felt like she was being taken from behind. Her little hands gripped the rug, instantly the sinews along the tops of her forearms exploded, swelling with so much blood and muscle it made her skin audibly stretch and pushed the patch into view through the suit sleeves.

Flooded with an eye-watering, orgasmically high-pressure pump that pushed saliva out of her warping lips, the strength of her grip surged, and her forearms inflated with every degree her fists twisted the rug. For a brief moment it was brawnier and thicker than her upper arm, before her elbows locked at her triceps bulged outwards. She felt her increasing weight on her wrists as her biceps creaked up like submarines in her sleeves. Kate gagged at the sensation and sight of her arms already juddering up to bodybuilder size, and still taking in rhythmic, vision-blurring gulps, sucking down venom and inflating even more. Each squeeze added to the heightening spandex compression all over her - already she craved to burst out of it.

Kate's lower back arched into a deep curve - matching the delirious grin on her face as big red globes of shoulder muscle rumbled into the sides of her vision. She glimpsed her transforming reflection in the big baubles on the tree and a moan snagged in her throat. Blood rushed with g-force strength to every head of her deltoids. The relentless creaks to mighty heavyweight proportions squeezed victorious, then almost panicked whimpers from her as the venom forced in more powerful, frame-stretching bulk. Her big shoulders then seemed to shrug backwards as her lats suddenly flexed and flared. Kate felt her sides scrunched like ropes being pulled by her hips. Kate's blurry view fell to her shadow on the rug below her and she watched her long elegant taper thumping into a powerful V-shape.

Kate let out an animal moan. The inflation was insistent and endless. The suit was utterly blowing her up. God, what a gift. She was getting the XL treatment. Her muscles were erupting. How much venom was in this thing?

Kate's knees twisted on the rug as her glutes expanded, almost in reply. It drove her arching back even lower, before every single ab clenched at once and bent her the opposite way. Kate let out a shuddering moan as she came, and her 6-pack clenched and clenched. Their thick blocks separating atop the tectonic quaking of her inner walls sucking up venom and thickening. It felt like her pussy was flexing as it coated the inside of her suit with her juices. One glute seemed to absorb a big glut of venom. The strong new muscle cocked her hips to one side as it ripened feverishly. Kate gasped at the spandex nuzzling and stroking along her clit as her growing ass packed and stretched her suit.

She lusted to see herself in the pose, face down, half-hoped her husband had caught her and was watching her being enveloped by unstoppable muscle. XL was heaven.' If it wasn't for the patches' insistent gropes making her gag with power, she would have been moaning her husband awake. She never wanted this to stop.

The rug brushing her nipples as they jerked along it only extended her orgasm. The carnal chaos, she'd hardly noticed the fur lining along the front bend into U-shape, tested by heavenly double-E breasts.

She hunched forward further with a blinding shudder as her suit made good on its XL promise. Her upper back rounded and a turtle shell of muscle reached towards the ceiling in yawing slabs. Her rounding, rising spine drew her transformation to its insane climax. Kate was balled up, coming and squirming in her venom-dosed body of magnificently bodybuilder size and heroically perfectly proportions. She felt her pussy dripping on her heels - she sucked down gasp after gasp, recovering. In the wintry morning, she emanated heat to rival the fireplace. Her heart and eyes buzzed like she'd had a million shots of coffee.

Every few breaths her body would shiver under the last drips of venom; still potent enough to shock her whole system and re-stress her gorgeously muscular imprint into her straining suit. The corners of her giddy grin rose, and her eyelids fluttered with the devious glee at each one. Her heart thumped raggedly. Unslowing - flushed with the eye-watering venom that had forced her so huge.

At once she felt utterly spent but could already feel herself re-filling with an outrageously excitable energy. She marvelled at the control she had when she staggered to her feet. She had to reach so far *in* to feel her hips, now that her back was the width of the front door.
She felt naked wrapped in the straining spandex. Every ripple felt on the cusp of snapping back - she was sure with the right flex, the perfect combination of muscle, she could make it split. Every patch was revealed, vacuum-sealed in each sleeve, veins still jagged and pronounced.

"Oh... my... god." she gulped; her eyes watery. Still outside of herself.

As the numbness melted away, every muscle soon begged to be flexed. Kate obliged and drew her fists across her 8-pack and clenched. She sucked so much blood into her huge biceps, pecs and abs that her vision crowded - she only let go when the whole room was about to fade away. In seconds, the bubbling desire to do it again was back.


Skin flushed and tingling, she felt every thread of spandex straining with her every move. The compression was like warm, loving squeezes - she could simply drive the pleasure higher by flexing harder and savouring her muscle's strain against the fabric.

She wished it to bite around her and suck into every new muscle crease, to make the etchings of her huge muscle physique even more detailed, for herself and her husband. She sucked down a long breath and made her pillar-like midriff stretch and lengthen - inviting all the spandex in. Then she clenched her 8-pack as hard as she could, biting the suit and sucking them deep into the grid-like creases of her packed abs. Each block was as perfectly, tightly wrapped as any gift under the tree downstairs. Air-tight sealed in red with enough mass to create an apple-sheen on each one.

Her fingers ran down her cobbled abs. Kate purred at the feel. The grooves between them were big enough to let her each finger settle for a second before it rose over the one below. She looked down, so much of her, her thighs included, was out of her sight under her heaving bust. The closest mirror was upstairs in the bedroom. Kate turned to the top of the staircase.

Kate approached the foot of the stairs. She dangled one foot above the bottom step and lowered her weight.

Crreaaaaak. Kate's grimace stretched into an uncontrollable giggle. She felt her thick quad muscles squeeze around her bones as she straightened her leg. She felt the weight and pressure on her knee. Her other leg joined her on the step, her muscular thighs rubbing together. She felt like she could bound to the top in one great leap, but instead she lunged up the stairs slowly, deliberately, savouring the bunching and shifting of thick muscle in her thighs and ass. She made her bicep bulge by hauling herself up by the bannister.

She pushed open the bedroom door. Her husband was wrapped up under the thick sheets. Kate looked over to the slender imprint of her former body in the mattress beside him and couldn't stifle a soft swoon at the sound of her heavy steps towards the end of the bed. Daniel stirred. Kate wrapped her hands around the copper bed frame. She resisted the urge to curl it up off the ground with her huge biceps. Instead, she straightened her arms and gently leaned her weight on it. The frame groaned loudly. Daniel's eyes opened and he sat up.

"Hey, honey." Kate's voice drifted to him. He reached over to the nightstand for his glasses. He wearily pushed them up his nose, then his chest bloomed and his eyes stretched wide behind the lenses. Kate smiled and let his startled eyes race over her, cocking and offering up her muscles when she felt his eyes linger on one particularly incredible muscle.

"Oh my god, honey." his voice barely audible over the creaking of her suit clinging to his wife's muscles.

"I know we said no *big* gestures this year" she clasped her hands together and let her big arms press into her tits. Her husband watched as her muscular biceps squeezed her heavenly cleavage towards his face. She watched his eyes travel to the middle of her chest, following her nipples sliding closer together, tantalisingly close to spilling outwards. Kate's fingers curled around the bedsheets and slowly drew them down her husband. The tent pole of his shorts was unmistakable. "But you know what I'm like..."

Kate crawled onto the mattress. Her fists made deep sinking craters in the mattress and Daniel felt himself lift on the puff of air under him. With her bust brushing along the top of the sheets, she prowled higher and higher until her cleavage nuzzled under the base of his manhood. Keeping her hungry eyes in his, her hands rooted into the mattress either side of his pumping stomach like mighty trunks. Daniel spied the faint outlines in her tight sleeves of square patches feeding her lightning veins. He reached out two fingers and gently pressed one on her forearm. Kate's plump red lips parted, and she scrunched more sheets in her fist - her gasp caught in her throat and her big veins squirmed, re-fueled and flaunted her Herculean forearm muscle. "Nhhhh yeahhh..." Kate's back kinked with a shudder and the weight of her bust settled down onto his chest. Her sinful grin spread appreciatively at the extra spurt of venom, and her crowning, most spectacular muscles dropped out, bulging and flaring to double his size beyond doubt. Even with muscle-swelling tremors rolling through her, her husband felt her fingers hook over the waist of his underwear and start to pull. "Since I've already started... can I unwrap this one too?"

Merry Christmas y'all

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[exo588]

Awesome as always. I love your stories. Thank you!

[hawk1226]

Another instant classic! No one tops your abs descriptions. Keep going please!!

[taoschild]

Well done, Poddy. I love the description. It works so well as a quick hitter but I'm hoping for one more chapter with the rough sex that follows

[phil123]

Great story. And Easter will be XXL?

[Jdrabbit1]

Nah, they have to celebrate New Year's Eve and Valentine's Day first.