Muscle Invasion

wolflightning13 · December 21, 2019, 01:58:16 AM

Hopefully not too confusing, but all will be explained in future installments.

Muscle Invasion

Marie had been born without the use of her legs. Something in her spine had formed wrong leaving her essentially paralyzed below the waist. It had been rough for a while growing up, watching her friends and family be able to do things she couldn't, but as time passed she made her peace with it. She did some soul searching and decided to really pursue something that had always peaked her interest. Wheel chair racing. But she wouldn't be satisfied with just entering a race. She would have to dominate the competition. She needed to destroy them. And to do this, she would need to build her upper body into the perfect specimen. She would need the strength, the power, and the endurance to best every other athlete. But most of all, she would need something that she thought she'd never see on her body. Muscles. Loads and loads of muscles. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted it. She not only wanted to leave her fellow athletes eating her dust, she also wanted to be so big, they'd be afraid to leave the starting line.

   She had inherited a large sum of money when her parent's unexpectedly passed away a few years back. Just another hurdle in her life. She missed them dearly, but was determined to move on. So she hired a trainer, immediately. The trainer was a former female bodybuilder and strongwoman. Marie would focus on getting bigger and stronger first, then the other aspects of the race. She went to the gym five days a week, training and eating like a beast. But the needle was hardly moving after nearly a year of pushing herself. She knew the results would take time, but only adding half an inch to her biceps over that time, was very frustrating. She begged her trainer to push her further. Take her passed the limit. It was dangerous, but under her trainer's meticulous eye, she doubled and in some cases tripled her sets, pushing herself nearly to the point of wanting to die. She was constantly sore, but wouldn't let up until the results started to show.

   Her day had started off horribly one morning, having cramped up so bad she couldn't sleep the night before. And then her morning shift at work had seen her manager screw up all her hard work the week before, and then blame her for it. To say she was fuming would be an understatement. So when she got to the gym, she was a woman possessed. She grabbed the heaviest dumbbells currently available and somehow lifted the 120's off the rack before her trainer could get there. Then proceeded to curl them and curl them, screaming out in pain with every lift. When her trainer tried to get her to stop, she yelled at the stop of her lungs- "BACK THE F#$% OFF", and continued to curl even faster until her arms started to go numb. And that was with two huge bodybuilders basically hanging off each of her arms, trying to prevent her from hurting herself! By the time the weights fell from her hand, her entire upper body had begun to seize up, her skin turning a shade of purple, and her vision soon faded, the pain short-circuiting her brain.

   She woke up in a hospital bed a week later. Her memory was hazy. She could remember being pissed in the gym but not much else. Her brain was a mess at the moment. That was nothing compared to what was going on underneath the sheet. Every few seconds, a massive throb enveloped her entire upper body. She could feel her skin spread out, expanding and contracting in time with every throb, and throwing off all her motor functions, making her shake and twitch randomly. She dreaded looking under the sheet, but she had to know. It took a few minutes just to move her arms up, every throb causing them to flop around out of her control. But before she could look, the doctor walked in.

   "Good. You're awake. How do you feel?" she asked.

   "Everything hurts." Marie said.

   "Well, you are a very lucky young lady. I was worried your apparent exercise craze had damaged your heart, but the strangest thing seems to have happened. Your heart seems to have actually grown stronger from the overstimulation."

   "Is that why I'm throbbing?" Marie asked, as another throb vibrated through her.

   "It's difficult to tell since I've never seen a condition such as yours, but my guess is that the throbbing is a combination of your new super heart, and the rest of your muscles still trying to calm down after the beating you put them through." the doctor said.

   "My muscles?" Marie asked, confused.

   "Yes, your muscles. You certainly are the fittest paraplegic that has been tended to at this hospital. But athlete or not, the body still needs to be cared for and it doesn't appreciate it when you mess with it."

   "Doc, can you do something for me?"

   "Sure."

   "Can you pull my sheet back? I have to see."

   "Of course."

   The doctor pulled the sheet back and Marie gasped.

   It looked like her head had been attached to another body. Her miniscule breasts had been absorbed into a set of pectorals that rose from her sternum, two furrowed hills rolling up towards her chin, nearly blocking her view of the rumble strip of abs bubbling out of her stomach like a perfectly lined ten pack of beer. . Her eyes widened even further as she managed to bend her beefy forearm back and bring her arm up near her head. The rumply mass that piled up on the center of her arm, bullied up nearly to her wrist!

   "How? How did I get so big?!" Marie asked, talking to no one in particular.

   "The woman who brought you in mentioned something about you growing when you passed out. Fascinating. I wasn't sure what to believe at the time, but now that you seem to share her sentiment, I think further tests are surely needed. It is puzzling why this would only happen with your upper body. Even without the use of your lower body, I would've expected the condition to spread. I'll need measurements to use as a source of comparison." the doctor said, a little too excitedly, as she produced a tape measure.

   Marie had been so busy playing with her new muscles that she almost missed the doctor biting her lip as she slowly ran her fingers over Marie's abs, or how she softly moaned when she placed her hand on Marie's forearm, it being too thick for her to grab with one hand. Were all doctors this pretty? That single strand of jet black hair curling between those intoxicating eyes, sparkling like a jade gemstone. Those sensual, silky lips parting around a wall of glittering white... oh god. Marie's synapses began firing on overdrive, her upper body vibrating with an orgasmic electricity. The moment their lips pulled apart, she gasped for breath. The doctor sat up on her abs, grinning.

   "What do you say we get out of here, so I can do some proper tests?" the doctor asked.

   Marie was speechless.

   "I'll take that as a yes. But first, I need at least one measurement."

   The doctor began wrapping the tape around Marie's arm.

   "My word. You're already that big? I've gone out with guy's that aren't that big flexed!"

   The doctor suddenly rushed out the door and brought in Marie's wheelchair, quickly throwing a hospital robe over her.

   "I have to have you for myself. Come now, we're leaving."

   Marie still high from her first kiss, so she didn't fight it. Only when they had passed through the front door, did Marie get the cobwebs all shaken out.

   "Wait a minute! How did we get out here?"

   "We're leaving." the doctor said.

   "Where? I thought I needed more tests? Doctor, what's going on?"

   "Okay, I admit I'm not really a doctor, but I sure can sound like one can't I?" the "doctor" said.

   "What?! Who are you?" Marie asked as a black van pulled up in front of them.

   "My name is Seline. And I couldn't very well let them do their tests on you, could I? You'll be safe with us, honey. Besides, you still owe me some "measurements". "

   Marie was too flabbergasted to move as she was pulled up into the van.

   "What are you talking about?" Marie asked, as the van door closed.

   "You'll see honey. Let's just say the world you know is a lie." Seline said, fondling Marie's arm.