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Hulk Candy

Started by wolflightning13, October 24, 2019, 02:22:39 AM

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   Meanwhile, Jerry's girlfriend Heather had grown curious after she saw him walk by her house with Jackson and his little sister.  She knew that Jerry hung out with Jackson quite a bit, but didn't expect him to be babysitting.  Were they trick-or-treating?  Why didn't he ask her to go along?  He knew she loved candy.  She just couldn't resist following them. Heather prided herself in being ridiculously sneaky, something she used in one of her favorite past times, scaring the crap out of Jerry.  She kept out of sight, blending into the darkness with her black clothing, as they approached the house with the crazy Halloween decorations.  The woman that came out when Lily rang the doorbell was the most gorgeous thing she had ever seen.  Those muscles...  what she wouldn't give to have those herself.  Just thinking about being that strong, that outrageously buff made her horny.  She would certainly settle for feeling the woman's juicy curves.  Heather watched, waiting for the group to leave, taking special notice of Lily's return trip to see the woman who dropped something extra into her bag.  Once they were safely out of sight, she approached the house.  Once the front door opened, Heather's knees buckled.  It was too much for her brain to handle.  Her memory was very foggy as to what happened after the woman brought her into the house, only bits and pieces sticking with her.  But the experience had thoroughly rocked her to the core, so much so that as soon as her feet exited the door of the woman's house, she sprinted back to her house and up to her bedroom.  Slamming the door shut, the next hour of her life devolved into an orgasmic frenzy, only being shaken out of it by some commotion seen through her bedroom window.  Something huge was towering in the night sky, almost blocking out the moon!  No.  Were... were those muscles?  It couldn't be.  That was about where Jackson's house was!  And that's when she heard the soft tinks of three candy wrappers hitting the floor.   Heather bent down and examined the candy.

   "Where did these come from?" she said. 

   Then it dawned on her.  These looked exactly like what the woman dropped in Lily's bag.  She opened one up.  It looked like chocolate and smelled like chocolate.  Hopefully it wasn't poison.  She popped it in her mouth and started chewing.  Like a chocolate caramel waterfall, it was one of the most delicious things she had ever tasted.  She downed the other two within seconds.  It didn't take long for a strange feeling to wash over her.  One that was building, multiplying at an unheard of rate.  A feeling so powerful it felt like it may explode inside her.  She felt STRONG!  Not just strong, strong was too weak.  This was enormous... colossal...so immense of a feeling of power that it almost felt like it couldn't be contained.    Was this what it felt like to be a god?  Her entire body began to shake uncontrollably sending out a rumble that shook her entire house.  Luckily her parents weren't home...

   The moment before Ms. James was going to unleash a flex more powerful than anyone in the history or future of the planet would be able to believe, the ground trembled beneath them, knocking the entire family, and Jerry, off their feet. 

   "What was that?"  Jerry asked. 

   "Was it an earthquake?"  Lily asked. 

   "I don't know, sweety."  Ms. James said, getting to her feet only to be thrown back almost ten feet as the ground quaked even harder.
 
   "What the heck is going on?"  Jackson said, rubbing the back of his head. 

   A few seconds later, the ground shook again, so hard a huge crack split the ground snaking along the ground up to the porch, splitting the floor of the porch in two!  Suddenly the entire house and yard were plunged into darkness, a gigantic shadow overtaking the area.  Jackson looked across the street and nearly wet himself.  There was something behind the next block of houses.  Something so big it looked like a dark mountain range blocking out the moon, and endless mass of monumental lumps, bumps, and curves.   And it looked wider that the entire block!

   "What... what is... that?"  Jerry asked, embarrassingly close to wetting his pants. 

   Another quake hit, more powerful than the last, flinging Jackson on top of Jerry, as the house across the street began to move.  The whole house slowly shifted forwards into the street, crumbling as the busted frame began to mold around the massive thing pushing against it.  It literally looked like a fly on a wall, the size difference being so great.  As soon as the ten foot tall big toe landed, the James' house finally let loose and collapsed in on itself.  Ms. James launched herself through the air, blasting through a big chunk of roof like a superhuman linebacker, seconds before it would've flattened Jerry and Jackson.  The two boys lay next to each
other, ashen faced, frozen to the grass. 

   "Holy... fudgemonkeys."  Jerry whispered.  Jackson wheezed as his chest heaved up and down.   

   "Are you boys ok?"  Ms. James asked, running over to them. 

   They managed to shake their heads. 

   "Mommy, that's a biiiigggg muscle.  Can you flex yours that big?  Lily asked. 

   Ms. James helped the boys to their feet and turned around.  A muscular foot taller than they were, and nearly as long as the house was wide, with veins puffing out as thick as telephone poles, was nearly swallowed by a mass of calf muscle so vast it wouldn't even be possible in a cartoon.  The heel of the foot was perched upwards at nearly a forty five degree angle on top of the ridiculously enormous bulge, which if seen from above, would leave a crater in the ground with each mighty step over thirty feet deep and a hundred feet wide.  The rolling beast of a pumpkin bigger than a giant was unbelievably the smallest part of a leg that could easily consume the space of a redwood forest.  The leg had no knee, having disappeared behind a tear drop muscle so overinflated, it not only drooped off of the quadricep yanking the skin to the near tearing point, but actually had a second level of muscle peaking off of the first, a mini mountain the size of a two story house, in the shadow of a monumental mound ascending to the heavens.  The rumbling quad mound combined with a hamstring, a leg bicep erupting from the back of the leg with the explosive might of Mount St. Helens. Together they formed a thickness that could out strip a skyscraper.  And looked wide enough to fit an air craft carrier.  It was difficult to see the armor plated waist underneath the bubbling leg muscles, but each of fourteen house lot sized blocks protruding from the stomach were surrounded by canyons tens of feet deep, and so many oblique muscles it would be impossible to count, just a positive ocean of ripples.

   Looming over the ripples like two continent size protrusions, pecs with such bulk that the striations had striations, tumbling over each other in a fight to add more size, inflated to superpowered globes of steel, with a split that could crush a locomotive like an ant.  So much muscular deliciousness that nipples longer than cars were forced downwards, to a point they nearly touched the abs.  A towering wall of traps attempted to punch a hole in the sky, exploding up around the head so massively it was almost impossible to tell if the looming monster had a head at all.  Those head encasing brutes lumbered into a set of rumpled behemoths that could only be considered shoulders by name.   The power emanating from just that section of the leviathan's body was pure insanity, creating the appearance of a cobra like hood, if the cobra had injected enough steroids to pump up the world.  Shoulder to shoulder width couldn't be described with normal terms.  When it's possible to land a plane with room to spare, even the imagination teeters on the possibility of being broken.  But the biceps...   the moment each of their eyes landed on the arms, even the biggest of them, Ms. James, felt the color drain from her face. 
   
   
   
   


IBP

What a set of cliffhangers! I mean that literally, as you've literally made a woman that is mountainous! Fantastic stuff and thanks so much for returning to this favorite tale of mine.

Lupus753

Back from the grave!