The Weak Shall Inherit

[Wookey]

A cliffhanger

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[El_Roy_1999]

Literally.



They looked around and found themselves in a large room that probably stretched all over the surface of the house. There was a certain pitch to the ceiling because of the roof. The room was completely filled with bookshelves. There were so many of them ... Books upon books, all neatly arranged in their cases, ready to be read. A layer of dust had spread over everything, which was to be expected due to the long time this place hadn't been disturbed. The couple looked around, surprised by this finding.
Almost to herself, Linda said:
"I don't know what I expected, but it wasn't this ..."
"Yes ... This is so strange."
Cameron walked along the shelves, looking at the books' titles. There was a logic to all of this. A lot of books dealt with biology, chemistry and other natural sciences, but there was also a lot of philosophy, history and religion.
Then he found a large section on art theory.
Linda found a collection of humor and satire and took one of the books out of its case.
"Okay ... I think I get what Sam was trying to do here ..."
"Then you are way ahead of me."
"I may be wrong, of course, but could it be that this is something of a Renaissance Man's library? The kind of knowledge a person would have if they were trying to be a true scholar?"
"That does make sense ... It's just ... why not keep the books downstairs for easy access? Hiding them up here doesn't make sense. And it's not as if Sam was making himself look like an idiot meathead. He was acting all superman like."
She shrugged.
"There's probably some weird philosophical reason for all of this."
She smiled at one of the cartoons. It was funny ... Then she put the book back on the shelf. She grinned:
"Getting Mary up here to clean this place is going to be tough."
Cameron chuckled:
"Yeah, I think this place is going to be just for us to take care of."
He continued his exploration. Then he found a separate area within the attic. Here, there were folders instead of books. He called his wife and said:
"Okay, maybe this is what it's all about?"
They examined the documents. Some parts were handwritten, others were written on a typewriter. They did find the machine that Samuel had used close-by. This was the man's former office ...
They did immediately recognize Samuel's handwriting, so this was clearly his stuff. Some of the older notes were written by another person, which neither of them seemed to know. The information in the files was extremely complicated.
Leafing through the folders, Linda asked:
"Maybe it's some kind of code? I can't make heads or tails of this. It looks like something of a lab report? But it's all written in some weird style. These squiggles look like letters, but I don't know which ones. Do you have any idea what those could be?"
Cameron walked over to her, putting his hands on the sides of her muscular arms, and looked over her buff shoulder. Now that the initial surprise of this place had passed, he realized just how incredible their climb had been. They had actually done it, and it had been so dangerous ... She had actually just saved his life, and only now, he realized it.
In this moment, he didn't really care about those papers.
He kissed her gently on the cheek and said:
"I haven't even said thank you yet ..."
She turned a bit to face him.
"For what?"
He cocked his head, raised an eyebrow, and said:
"Weeell ... you held tight a moment ago, and we both didn't fall down and break our necks."
"Oh. Oh yes."
That's when the shock hit her. The elation of getting through the climb and the surprise of what they found up here had pushed away what just happened. The folder dropped to the ground, some of the papers falling out, and she felt her legs give out under her. Cameron held her in his strong arms and gently guided her to the swivel chair by the desk with the typewriter.
She sat down, and a moment later, he had to at least lean against the desk for a bit. His legs suddenly felt wobbly.
They both rested for a moment, trying to recover enough to deal with what they just went through. Their muscles felt as if they just turned to rubber, and they found themselves to be completely exhausted.
Then, slowly, Linda said:
"That was really bad. We were lucky."
"No. We weren't lucky. It was your toughness that carried us through this. If you had given up ..."
"Okay, then we weren't lucky ... but we were way in over our heads. I don't know about you, but this whole situation was way beyond our control. We got through this, but it could have gone the other way too. It's just like Pete said: We were in way over our heads."
"Yeah. Fuck. But what could we do? We had to ..."
Linda shook her head slowly.
"No. We didn't have to. Yes, we might lose our chance on some millions, but ... seriously, millions are nice, but a broken neck ... And besides, who knows what other craziness Sam has prepared for us. This was the most dangerous bit yet, but what if he comes up with even worse things? How far will you go? Will you really risk your life?"
"Will you?"
She hesitated. Now that the climb was behind them and the shock was slowly subsiding, she was starting to feel confident again. Yes, it had been dangerous, but they had succeeded. That made it worthwhile, didn't it?
The struggle wasn't all that easy to resolve.
Then, with a sigh, she said:
"No. No. I'm not going to give that man the satisfaction. Besides, he's dead. I'm going to stick to this program of his ... but I'm not going to risk my life or dignity for it. We have both shown in the last year that we can do anything we set our minds to. This way, we can just do something else and succeed. I'm confident."
Cameron nodded.
"You're right. We'll only do what feels right. Enough with the games."
He held out his hand, and Linda took it. They clasped. It felt a bit odd for a moment, but sensing each other's power was great.
She got up slowly and sighed:
"Okay, let's finish checking this place out, and then, we should go back down. I'm pretty sure they're already getting a bit worried down there."
Cameron shrugged:
"I wouldn't mind if Ms. MacArthur has to wait a bit. That woman really rubs me the wrong way ..."
"Yeah. She's kinda harsh, don't you think?"
"That's an understatement."

They looked around a bit more, deciding to figure out all that coded material another time, and just poked at the folders and everything.
That's when Linda discovered more of the previous supplements. Tubs of cream, both of the skin and the hand cream, more protein powder, more shampoo. They were set for a while with this, not that they were actually running low yet. Samuel had clearly expected them to use way more of the stuff. As she went through the stock, she found two bottles of pills. One had a male symbol on it, one a female, and they had a one-a-day sticker right next to that.
She shook the female bottle, heard the pills clacker and said:
"Okay, I have an idea what those might do ..."
Cameron was a bit confused for a moment, then he got what she meant.
"Wow. Samuel really thought of everything."
They packed everything up and returned to the trapdoor. Below them, the two others were still waiting for them. Pete asked:
"Everything alright up there?"
"Yes, we're fine. We just had to check this place out. We're coming down right now."
"How?"
They looked around, and then, to their relief, they found a winch suspended above the hole in a case. There was a small remote, and this way, they could roll and unroll the cable on it. Soon enough, the couple was back on solid ground. They attached the cover to the cable and it went all the way up, aligning itself with the hole through some groves installed into its back.
They could see a look of relief on Pete's face, while Ms. MacArthur was as cold as ever. She handed them another envelope, and set out to leave, having spent enough time here already.
Linda held her back for a moment and gave her one of the protein powder containers and one of the skin cream containers.
"Enjoy."
The stern woman didn't react, she just said a vague "thank you", then she was gone.
Pete looked after her, sighed and said:
"Okay. So that went well."
"It did. Thank you, Pete." Linda was all smiles. "You really saved our butts. If you want, you can also have one of the boxes ..."
"Nah. If that stuff is what I think it is, it's not going to be helpful. But I wouldn't mind coming over for a nice dinner ..."
The couple nodded eagerly.
"Anytime. Just tell us what you like, and we'll have it ready."
The one-legged man just shrugged.
"Oh, just do what you like. I think I can enjoy it!"
Cameron shook his head:
"No, come on, you have to wish for something ..."
Pete just grinned:
"I wish for a surprise." Then he headed out. "See you soon."
Then, without warning, he was hugged. It was tight and a bit squeezy, but ... it felt nice.

[Wookey]

It keeps on getting better. Well done. Can't wait for the next chapter

[El_Roy_1999]

Linda and Cameron ended up lying on their bed. They hadn't rearranged the furniture back to their previous places, and the whole living room looked quite chaotic, but to be honest, they didn't care much. They were both just relieved that this whole thing had gone well. Up until now, Samuel's weird games had meant getting exhausted or being forced in an awkward situation, but this time, this had actually been dangerous.
Linda cuddled against her husband, enjoying the warmth of his muscular body and just being happy they were safe together. Also, the new drugs' promise, while not entirely clear, excited them both.
Cameron's hand went to Linda's butt and he gave it a gentle squeeze, feeling it's hard fullness. Her cheeks had become really muscular, bulging with power. It was nice to have a wife as incredible as her. They just laid together on the bed for a bit, enjoying each other's company, and feeling calm and happy.
Then, Linda asked:
"So, wanna check out that envelope?"
"Hm. I guess we should, shouldn't we?"
She carefully tore it open, making sure its contents were safe. Linda took out the letter, once again written in Samuel's strangely curly penmanship, and read it out loud:
"You did it. You found my personal library. The books inside should explain my process and allow you to build some knowledge and understanding of it all." Linda sighed and commented: "Maybe it's just me getting used to the man's shtick, but ... he is pretty full of himself."
"Yeah. It's really weird. Back when we started, I was really impressed by this guy's intensity and physique, and yes, he was still kinda big and powerful and everything ... but he no longer feels special?"
She chuckled and flexed her arm, producing a nice, strong, rounded biceps.
"Yup. There's still some difference, obviously, but I feel like we're catching up."
She sighed and continued reading.
"As the next step of your journey, you should win a bodybuilding competition. I have left some interesting events with Vanessa. She will suggest a date within three months of the delivery of this letter. I know that this is short, but by now, you should have built a good physique and easily get contest-ready. Good luck!"
Cameron chuckled.
"I kinda saw that coming."
"Yes. I can't say I'm surprised."
They kissed. He sighed:
"So more skimpiness in public?"
"To be honest, at this point, I don't even mind. I think we've come this far, it shouldn't really be a problem."
"Are you sure about that? It's still pretty intense to get judged in a bikini."
She pulled herself up and sat on his hips.
"Oh, I got judged for my looks all the time. Getting a prize for it would be something of a change."
She began gyrating her hips against his crotch.
"Good point." He answered her movements. Then he asked: "Do you still feel that you're getting judged?"
"I don't think that's going to go away anymore ... but it does feel different now. Before, I felt that people thought I was a slob for getting so fat ... now I feel that they think I am one of these crazy roid heads. I kinda prefer option number two. And the people around here at least seem to be used to Sam's physique, so the judging is a bit less intense."
He smiled as his hands went to her hips.
"I get what you mean."
"So, as far as I'm concerned, if it's something that Samuel needs from us to get to bodybuilder heaven or wherever he's heading, he's welcome. It shouldn't be too hard to do those poses. It's basically just a glorified beauty contest, isn't it?"
Cameron shrugged as he kneaded her delightful ass, his cock hard in his workout pants.
"I don't know. But after what we've already achieved, I think we can do anything!"

Later in the evening, they did their increasingly complex routine. First, they showered and used the shampoo generously to help their hair grow strong and thicker. Then, they kneaded the cream into their muscular physiques, helping each other reach the difficult spots. While the yoga training had improved their flexibility a great deal and they had quite an intense control of their movements, their expanding muscles also meant that there were a few parts of their backs, right down the middle, that were quite hard to reach. Thankfully, they had each other's help ...
Once that was done, it was time for the hand cream, and after a bit of waiting so everything would be nicely absorbed, they took out the new pill bottles.
Cameron opened the male one and said:
"Okay, one a day ..." He took one out. It was blue, and it had a masculine symbol etched into it. "I think Samuel really wants to make sure those don't get mixed up."
"We'll see what they do anyway."
Linda took hers, they washed them down with a glass of water, then Cameron slipped on his shorts, while Linda put on her nightie. It was a new one. Her previous ones were all nice and everything, but they were getting airy on the hips and the belly, and tight on the shoulders, so that was a necessity.
Heading for bed, Cameron said:
"I'm still rather impressed how much work it is to look good."
"I know, and I would never have made the effort ... but it feels great!"
"Yeah ... Though I loved your old looks too ..."
She rolled her eyes.
"Come on, Cam, you don't have to be nice about it. I was fat and ugly!"
"Nah. Yes, you were fat, but I liked your big ass just as much as I like your hard ass now. And I also liked your boobs ..."
He pushed her on the bed gently, then worked up her nightie until her belly was exposed. Seeing what was going to happen, she squealed:
"Don't you dare!"
"And I liked your big belly!"
"Gaaaah!"
He put his lips against her hard six-pack and blew. The noise was loud and weird, and she tried to escape, but he held her, then she twisted out of the way, and a moment later, he blew on her butt-cheek too, which created another loud and intense fart sound.
"Caaaam!"
She rolled over the big mattress, he came right after her. Then she got on her back and set her strong leg against his abs, pushing him away.
"Stop it!"
The pressure of her hard, trained thighs was enough to send him rolling over the mattress. He caught himself before falling off. Then she said:
"Stop it, or I'll do the same to you!"
"You can try ..."
Laughing, she said:
"I will!"
She leaped over the bed on all fours, then pushed Cameron down on the mattress. Suddenly, her husband squealed in terror as he realized that she would know no pity. That's when he felt her lips on his own abs, and there it came.
The sound was loud and intense, and it was overtaken by Cameron's scream of panic as he tried to get her off, but sadly, Linda had taken a deep breath before, and that meant she could take her time on this and vibrate his belly for quite a long time.
He rolled on his front, but she was under him now, moving along, and then, she hit him with another blow, even more intense than the first.
He produced a drawn-out howl of panic, tried to get away, but it also turned out that Linda's grip was quite strong, as was his.
When they finally calmed down, lying on the bed and breathing heavily, very red, very exhausted, they both were grinning broadly.
It did take them some time to be ready to sleep.

That night, they both had some extremely strange dreams. Entertaining dreams, for sure, but also ... bizarre. Sensual. Full of weird, confusing visions, feeling surrounded by adoring people, wandering through strange places, and then, flying.
Cameron awoke with a big smile on his face, having chuckled his way back into consciousness. He could only barely remember shadows of his dreams, but he had felt great, and the memory was still lingering for a moment. He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the dream fade away.
Then he realized that the climb had taken its toll on his muscles and he turned out to be really, really sore. Still, the dream-memory was good enough to completely cover up the tension in his muscles.
He looked at the still sleeping Linda and realized he had quite the morning wood. No wonder after these dreams ...
He reached into his shorts. Why not pass the time for a bit?
That's when he realized that his cock felt thicker and way more sensitive than before. The size hadn't changed much, but touching it like this almost made him cum.
He mouthed a surprised "wow ...". It was probably the pills, wasn't it?
Cameron played around with it carefully now, feeling the tension in his insides shift. This was great ...
He wondered what they had done to Linda ... And he also knew how to pass the time for now.