The Weak Shall Inherit

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As the second month neared its end, the couple started to get a little nervous. Yes, they were starting to look incredible, but the idea of getting naked in front of someone and then ending up with a picture that another person would see and somehow judge just felt intensely terrifying. And they hadn't even found someone to take that picture or paint them or whatever. Where would they even find some artist in this tiny little town?
After their day at the gym, assisting people in working out, explaining things, and making sure everybody was happy, they were both relaxing on the couch, watching some random show. While all their training had tremendously improved their stamina and the fact that they were starting to earn some real money and getting quite a bit of appreciation from their customers, they still ended up tired on workday evenings. Lying on Sam's oversized sofa, with Cameron resting spread legged while Linda had her feet on his lap, they watched as the celebrity bakers faced off with their creations.
He gently began massaging her calves and admired their thickness and sharpness of their shape. She grinned:
"Nice ... Continue ..."
"Sure thing ..."
He kneaded her muscle gently. No point in getting all brutal. They did that at the gym after their workouts, either to each other or with Mary's help. The janitor was impressively good at this, and Cameron could swear that she was getting stronger and stronger. For a brief moment, he wondered what she looked like under that cassock. Then he turned over to his wife, who was lying there in her robe. It was half open and he could see her strong pectorals form a kind of muscle-cleavage and her abs create a twin line of muscle-blocks, with her long hair tied up in a big bun. She looked so good now ... Young, strong, healthy, beautiful ... it was a joy to just be close to her. In a strange way, he had hit the jackpot, just by staying around and being a good person. And inheriting a mansion, a company and these weird supplements who did wonders on them, but who was counting?
He chuckled, so she asked:
"What are you thinking of?"
"Just that I am a lucky guy."
"How so?"
"I have you. You're awesome ... and now, you're super-buff and looking like a model too!"
She laughed:
"Okay, you're laying it on a bit thick ... but you've become quite the looker yourself."
"Thank you ..." He blushed. Cameron wasn't used to compliments, and certainly not to these! However, when he thought of the model thing, he had to ask:
"How are we going to do that photoshoot thing? We've only got one more month, and we're going to look all weird!"
She gave him a worried look.
"I've been thinking about this too. I guess it should be some kind of bodybuilding posing, but I really have no idea. I mean, we could do the things Sam got on all those pictures!"
"Yeah, no. But ... maybe I could try this?"
He got off the sofa, leaving Linda's legs on the cushions and causing her to give him a disappointed look. She had enjoyed the little kneading!
"Hey, come back!"
"Wait, let me try this ..."
He stood in front of her in his shirt and underpants and looked a bit nervous, but then, he lifted his arms and flexed his biceps. To his surprise, it was great, and he tensed his muscles to make them look big and hard. They responded instantly. Sure, he had been doing a lot of casual flexing whenever he had walked past a mirror, or any reflective surface really, but like this? This was nice!
Linda seemed impressed too:
"Okay, that looks cool! You've gotten huge ..."
He chuckled and flexed his arms again, harder this time, and they grew nice and hard, looking even larger.
"Mmmh ... Yesss ... That's it. Wait ... I can try it again ..."
He hit another flex, and this time, the tension was great enough to really bring out the biceps' shape. Now she had to get up and touch one of them. Linda got to her feet, and then, Cameron felt her strong, somewhat rough fingers on his biceps and she explored its hardness with a little pressure.
"That's really big and hard ..."
Her words were enough to make something else big and hard too, and Cameron found himself tenting his shorts. She didn't mind or react at all. Somehow, to Linda, feeling this muscle was exciting, even if she felt like a pervert. It did feel a bit odd, after all, she had never much cared for musclemen, finding them obnoxious and weird ... That had clearly changed as Cameron had become one, and well, herself ending up buff like this too!
She ran her finger over his muscle. It was really quite large now, and there even was a hint of definition there. Strange that she cared about this, but now, she slid her hands downwards and pulled up his shirt, causing Cameron to grin stupidly as she revealed his developing abs and his broadening chest. It was becoming quite the sight, and she pulled and pulled, the shirt feeling tight over his muscles. Then it was over his head, and she got a very good look at his chest, so she said:
"Could you try and puff it out a bit?"
He nodded and obliged, breathing in and tensing his muscles. His muscles swelled and he looked much broader and more powerful, then added a flex of his arms too. By now, he was hard, and having Linda admire him like that felt incredible. He remembered some bodybuilding poses from shows and the internet and said:
"Wait, let me try something ..."
Locking his arms behind his head, he pushed his chest forward, then crunched his abs. Now the six-pack was somewhat visible. It wasn't fully there, but he instantly felt Linda's fingers on it.
"Wow ... Okay, I didn't expect you to be so ripped ..."
"The way this is going, it'll be even better soon!"
She chuckled:
"I sure hope so ..."
He breathed out again, patted his belly, and replied:
"Okay, your turn."
"What? No ... I don't know how ..."
"Me neither, so just try. There's nothing you can do wrong."
She gave him an embarrassed look and lifted her arms reluctantly, then flexed too. She sensed Cameron's fingers on them and he applied just a bit of pressure, so she felt forced to increase her tension. He chuckled, but then, she relaxed, and as she flexed once more, he felt her push his fingers apart.
"Wow ... You're really strong now ..."
"Yeah ... I love this ..."
She flexed even harder now, and with every pump, her muscle came out more. It wasn't as big as Cameron's, but it was hard, and it was strong. She grinned:
"I think I'm getting the hang of this. And it feels great! Wait ..."
She took a step back, then spread her back. Cameron stared as his wife's lats began to jut out, making her waist appear even smaller than it had been looking lately. He couldn't believe that this used to be his fat, out of shape woman who had struggled to climb stairs and walk short distances. His hands went to her lats and he couldn't stop himself from fondling them. She laughed:
"Stop it, that tickles!"
"Okay ..."
Now he actually tickled her, and she guffawed, pushing against him. He stumbled, landed on the sofa, she jumped on top of him, tickled him too, he laughed, they play-wrestled and kissed.
Between snorts and bursts of laughter, he squealed a "I love you", while she managed a "You're so sexy", and then, they kissed.
As they managed to separate again, he whispered:
"I don't think our posing is going to get much better if we keep ending up on the couch ..."
"... or on the bed."
"Mhm."
She sat up on his hips and flexed her arms again, and showed off her chest. Suddenly, he had an idea:
"Um ... Linda, could you try and do a flex here?"
He pointed at her pecs.
"Seriously?"
"Weeeell ..."
He chuckled.
"It'd be interesting."
"Sure, but you do it first."
"What?"
"Come on. It's not like you don't have bigger tits than me now ..."
He looked a bit taken aback, but then he had to concede. Linda's breasts had shrunk down while his pecs had grown, so in a way, she was right.
"Okay, fine ..."
He tried for a bit, and then, it worked. At least his right pec jumped a bit.
"Wait ... I got this."
It took a few more tries, but soon enough, he was able to move them both. He grinned.
"Not bad, huh?"
"Cute! Do them one after the other!"
He nodded and made them bounce. Then he even managed to roll them. Linda was in awe.
"This is cool!"
"Now you do it!"
"Okay ... Let me find the right spot ..."
He looked up to her and occasionally made his pecs twitch to amuse her. She rolled her eyes, but then, it happened. Her left boob rose and fell.
"There it is!"
He was excited, and she could feel his cock bump against her butt.
"Mmmh ... yes ..."
She did it again, and then, she got the rhythm. Now they were opposite each other, and they started flexing their pecs in turn, mirroring their movements. They chuckled and then, she leaned back on him and kissed him.
"That was fun ..."
"Yeah! I think we're going to get good at this posing and control stuff ..."
"I guess. I just, you know, think it would be better if I had big boobs again ..."
He nodded with a big grin, then thought about it for a moment and said:
"You know what, I might be overthinking things, but I kinda expect Sam to have prepared something along that way for us already. It would be his way of thinking, right?"
"You mean the next room would contain something that boosts my breasts?"
"Probably?"
"We could check right now. It's not like those doors are super-solid."
He hesitated. Then he said:
"Let's maybe wait. It just seems like he has a plan, and so far, it works for us, don't you think?"
"Okay ... We'll see."
She kissed him again, and then, she flexed both her pecs against his.

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To their surprise, the couple was quite excited to be visited by Ms. MacArthur. They welcomed the attorney at their gym, wearing robes in the color of the gym's logo. They did feel a little stupid, but the whole idea was stupid, wasn't it?
The attorney was dressed to the nines as always, and looked at her hosts with a hint of irritation.
"I didn't expect you to call early."
Cameron shrugged:
"I think we both just wanted this whole business out of the way."
Linda nodded.
"It's probably not going to get any better anyway."
"Mhm. Well, it's your choice. Where is the picture?"
Cameron and Linda exchanged glances. They did have to fight back the blushes, but then, they nodded at each other and dropped their robes, revealing that they were both naked and pumped. Ms. MacArthur stared at them for a moment, then looked away, directing her glance slightly upwards to only see their faces.
"Erm ... What are you doing?"
Cameron chuckled.
"We wanted to do Samuel justice. After all, this is what he would have done, right?"
Ms. MacArthur's expression did show that that was something he indeed would have done, and she did not exactly approve of this. Gritting her teeth, she said:
"Whatever." She did peek downwards ever so slightly, though and did notice that they both had used their time well. The couple had built some rather pleasing physiques, muscular, somewhat defined, and quite balanced. "And how is this going to work now?"
"Our friend Pat will be taking the pictures, and we'll let you chose the one we'll print."
"Me?"
"You're the best judge we got."
That's when Pat came in. The librarian was wearing a wrap-dress and had several bags of photography equipment with her, with her husband, Jim, following her with more stuff.
She looked at the two naked musclepeople, then at the attorney, and asked:
"Am I too late? I had to fix the computer again ..."
Linda shook her head:
"No, you're perfect. Shall we?"
"Of course, just let me get set up."
The couple led the photographer, her assistant, and the lawyer into the yoga room, which they had cleared for the occasion. The rest of the gym customers were on the floor in another part, so they wouldn't be disturbed, and despite the bold move in front of the lawyer, neither Linda nor Cameron actually wanted to be seen naked by the customers ...
Pat and Jim got busy setting up the lighting and the background. They worked quickly while the two musclepeople worked on topping up their pumps and stretching. It looked extremely weird to see the two naked fortysomethings do little jumps, rotate their arms and pull on training bands while the very serious lawyer stood and watched with growing desperation. It was just odd. The last time she had watched them struggle with the garden decoration, she had felt quite smug, amused by their struggle, but seeing Cameron's dick bounce around flaccidly looked so bizarre ... She really tried to look away, but the whole situation was a bit like a traffic accident.
Pat and Jim didn't care the least. They just focused on their work, and soon enough, the place was ready. Linda and Cameron stretched a little more, then she said:
"Okay, I'm ready. How about you?"
"As ready as I can be!"
They high-fived, turning the situation into an even greater cringefest, especially since Cameron's cock did a little bounce, and they finished up with a twin pec-bounce.
Ms. MacArthur rubbed her temples.
"Please, for the love of God, can we get on with it?"
The two buff people nodded, amused by her reaction, then they got in position, taking up a romantic pose that highlighted their developing muscularity. Cameron made sure to show off his biceps and his chest, while Linda displayed her leg development and her abs, looking quite happy. The light from the lamps was enough to bring their rippedness a bit more and create a look that suggested much better physiques than they actually had, but that was the magic of photography.
Pat readied her camera and said:
"Okay, we can start."
They tried a few test shots, but then, Linda suddenly looked awkward. She sighed. The librarian asked:
"Everything okay?"
"I don't know ... I'm not really feeling it. Don't you think it's uncomfortable?"
Pat chuckled:
"Yeah, that can happen when you're naked in a room full of people who are fully dressed." She sounded as if she were speaking from experience. "But I know what to do ..."
She winked at Jim, who just smiled broadly.
The attorney didn't explicitly say it, but her expression was pure "oh no, you're not going to ...", and then, Pat undid her dress and dropped it too, then stepped out of her panties. Apparently, she didn't even bother with a bra. Jim just laughed and took off his shirt and lost his pants. Next to Cameron, he looked ... portly. Just a good-natured guy who liked a beer and some burgers and felt comfortable in his skin.
Ms. MacArthur stared at them as Jim lifted the reflector back up and focused the light on the couple's faces, while Pat said:
"Alright, pose now ... and let's go!"
She started snapping dozens of pictures, the flashes going off like a staccato. Then the couple switched poses. While the first one had been rather heroic, with Cameron showing off his biceps and looking away from Linda, while she leaned against him, the next one was more loving, with the two of them locking hands and hugging, kissing while flexing their arms and bringing out their triceps.
Then they did a mock fighting pose, and something artsy à la Man Ray. Ms. MacArthur was recovering from the shock and found herself strangely fascinated by the show. The two musclepeople, intertwined in a complex pose, their muscles bulging in surprising directions, the blatant nakedness, the intense focus of Pat and Jim ... It all went way beyond the initial look.
As Pat inserted the next memory card and adjusted the light, Linda said:
"Okay, one more, and then, we should be done."
"Mhm. I think this is enough to satisfy Sam' demands, right?"
Pat nodded, but said:
"Not so fast. I'll still have to check the pictures, select the best ones, do the editing ..."
"Yes, but I think Ms. MacArthur gets it, right?"
By now, the lawyer was amused.
"Yes, it will be okay."
"Cool! Cameron, ready for the finale?"
He laughed:
"Are you really sure you want to do this?"
"Totally. We'll put that picture up in the house. It'll keep Sam's company ..."
"Alright ..."
He grabbed her and lifted her up upside down. They had practiced the move for the last weeks, and it was as stupid as it was difficult to do, but Linda could do it too. As she was getting flipped over, she made a "whee ..." sound and then, Cameron hoisted her up until he stood straight, his wife's muscular legs on both sides of his head. Then he carefully moved her a bit away from him, while she twisted sideways, and he said to Pat, his head turning red:
"Okay, ready?"
Linda lifted one leg up so she had a good shot at their opposing chests, their muscles pushing against each other. Linda's sex was easily visible next to Cameron's face, while she adjusted it so his cock was lying by hers. He was putting so much effort into holding her like this, he barely got hard, even though he could feel her warm softness so close ...
Ms. MacArthur looked away as Pat got closer, which still meant she had to look at the old people's butts as she snapped away.
"Good, good ... try to relax your expressions ... you got this. Just a few more ..."
The shutter clacked at high speed as she shot dozens of pictures.
Then, at last, she said:
"Okay, done. Let her down carefully ..."
Using her surprising strength and flexibility, Linda got back down, her face a deep red. Cameron was the same, though now, his cock was stirring. The two of them smiled and kissed. Then he looked at Ms. MacArthur:
"Was it okay? Do we get the next envelope?"
The attorney still tried not to look down on them, picked up her briefcase and handed them their prize. Then she said:
"Let's hope the next one isn't ... ah, whatever!"
She left, with Pat and Jim being all smiles and waving.
Cameron and Linda still decided to get dressed before looking at the letter. And maybe take a shower before that. They thanked Pat and Jim, there were a lot of smiles, and then, they took off to the bath.

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As they dried themselves after the shower, the couple was all smiles and excitement. Linda's face was red from the warmth of the water and the intensity of the experience. She looked at her husband lovingly and said:
"I just loved when she didn't know where to look anymore. That was fun!"
"Yeah. I wonder what she thought would happen. You think she expected us to fail?"
"Maybe? I gotta say, it would have been pretty embarrassing to us a year ago."
"Not just a year ago. If somebody had told me even six months ago that I was going to pose for nude pictures with my wife in front of some friends and an attorney ... I would probably have died even without even taking off my shirt!"
Linda laughed at the idea and bent over to kiss her big, buff husband.
"I don't know about you, but ... I kinda like the new us ..."
"I loved the old you, but the new you is ... really hot ..."
His hand went to her butt under her towel and he gave it a nice squeeze, impressed by its hardness. With a chuckle, she answered him with a quick flex. He bit his lip.
"Mmmh ... This is ... so cool ..."
She kissed him again. Longer now, on his lips, her tongue touching his.
"I love you, Cam ..."
"I love you too, Linda ..."
"We probably should get to the office if we're going to fuck. The customers are going to come in, and we can't be bad examples ..."
"That would be terrible ... It's not as if all the old people here seem to be weird exhibitionists ..."
"Maybe ... Still ..."
"Okay, let's run!"
"Please, Cam, some decorum ... Let's just try to stay serious ..."
"Okay, fine ... But just until we're in the office!"
She laughed and kissed him again, then they got dressed and walked over to the office all seriously, taking the letter with them.

Afterwards, they were lying on the office floor. The room was tiny, and they had had to push the desk and the chair to the side to find enough space. Even then, it had been a bit of an acrobatic exercise. At some point, Cameron had suggested taking her against the wall, and Linda agreed, but it turned out that he was still lacking some strength and stamina, and the last they wanted was to get hurt, so they just went back to the floor. It was okay, but the cramped situation made things a bit awkward, and the whole room quickly steamed up.
They still had fun, but a real bed was way more comfortable.
Linda was cuddling against Cameron and whispered:
"Okay, we're going to need a secret place here to fuck when we have to ..."
"Maybe I can just put a mattress in the storeroom ..."
"So romantic!"
She caressed his chest while he traced the lines of her back muscles. Then she took the letter.
"Let's see what's up next ..."
Linda ripped it open with surprising force and Cameron craned his neck to read it too. She proclaimed:
"Since you are reading this, you've had a nice time being naked in front of other people. I hope you're getting the hang of it. Loving your body is the first step to happiness. Because of this, you'll need to control it. Because being in control is important for awareness, and that will allow you to enjoy yourselves way more. I hope Pete is still around, he'll assist you. Just ask him. As per the last time, in three months, Vanessa is going to show up at my place, now yours, and will watch you get to the attic without help or tools. It's going to take two to get up there, so be sure you're having a great relationship. Other than that, the key in here will open cabinet by the hi-fi. The stuff in there should help you.
So have fun!"
Cameron looked a bit surprised, maybe disappointed.
"Okay, I kinda expected something different?"
His eyes drifted to Linda's chest. The woman chuckled:
"Yeah. I thought it was going to be boobs!"
Cameron caressed her hard pecs, admiring their size. Sure, he missed her big ones, but these had their own charm.
"Then again, what did you expect from a guy whose whole life seems to have been manly ultra-muscle?"
"Hm. I guess you're right ... But I still would have liked the girls to come back! I miss them!"
"If this doesn't get better on its own, we'll just use the money to get you a nice boob job ..."
"Yeah. Still ..." She pondered the letter for a bit. "Okay ... I wasn't aware the house even had an attic. And why it would be hard to get up there ..."
"We'll have to look. Remember the garden? I bet it's something like that."
"Alright. I guess we'll find out!"

"Okay, I didn't expect that ..."
Cameron looked up from the living room. The trapdoor to the attic was there, but it was in the middle of the room, and there was pretty much no way to reach it. Since the room was so tall, probably over twenty feet, that was really impossible without a ladder. And even setting up a ladder that big in there was tough, even if the letter allowed it.
Linda shrugged.
"Okay, that's impossible. Maybe there was some way to get up there, and it broke down at some point?"
Her husband nodded.
"Oof. Maybe we can talk Ms. MacArthur into letting us use a ladder?"
Linda snorted with amusement.
"Not after our little fun ... I think she's rightfully pissed."
"Hm. I guess you're right. Sooo ... How is this supposed to work?"
His wife looked around a bit closer, then she asked:
"Is it just me, or are all these shelves and pictures and lights kinda shaped like handholds? They kinda look like them, don't they?"
She pointed at them, and Cameron followed her finger.
"Yeah ... Oh shit. Seriously? The whole room is one of these climbing things! Sam wants us to climb up there using those handholds."
She stared at the spots on the ceiling.
"But those ... That's ... How would that even work? Falling from that height? That's insane ..."
She looked at Cameron, who just sighed.
"Would be right up our guy's alley, don't you think?"
"So that's the next thing? Free climbing?"
"As long as we're careful?"
Linda looked a bit deflated.
"Men, and I was expecting boobs ..."

In the end, they went over to the hi-fi and checked the cabinet, which indeed opened with the key. To be fair, neither knew what to expect. As the door swung open, it showed that the cabinet actually went deeper into the wall, and there was more powder, more skin cream, some shampoo, and some hand lotion. It said to apply it twice a day.
The couple exchanged glances. With a single voice, they went:
"It puts the lotion on the skin ..."
Then they laughed, then they suddenly realized just how creepy Samuel was turning out to be. Sure, all those treatments were making them feel stronger, better, more beautiful ... but at the same time, the guy was manipulating them from beyond the grave, which was quite disconcerting.
What if he had some crazy shit hidden up there?
They would have to figure it out ... but at the same time, they both wondered whether it wouldn't be better to just stop this whole thing and go back to their old lives. Also, climbing all the way up there? That looked pretty much impossible. The wall could work, but to climb along the ceiling? Maybe an insect could do that, but for them?
No way.
Eventually, Linda said:
"I have no idea how this is supposed to work. I just hope we don't break our necks."
"So you think we should try?"
"I dunno. Maybe. I guess we'll see where we are in three months. And if it still feels wrong, we can just call it quits, move on, and maybe keep the lifestyle up. It's still nice."
They thought of the money ... and then again of the climb.
Those next months would be hard.

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The next day, Linda was in early at the gym. She decided to expand her workouts a bit, since she was going to need a lot of extra strength for that climbing challenge thing. They had tried to clamber up the first few handholds after their discovery and had immediately realized that they still had no basics at all. This was going to be incredibly difficult: It wasn't just a strength issue, it was also a matter of grip power, and they definitely had to work on their ability to maintain tension. Since Cameron was busy in the garden, she had left early, and now, she was going to pump a little iron before the customers came.
She quickly dressed for her workout, slipping on her crop top and shorts combo and admired herself in the mirror. Ever since that nude photoshoot, she had gained incredible confidence. And she definitely deserved it. She looked amazing like this! Her body was now quite slim and tight, having shed all the flab and empty skin that had formed after her weight loss. That cream had an incredible effect! She was still surprised that Samuel had never decided to sell that stuff! If he had marketed this to some Hollywood stars or models or billionaires, he could have owned the world ...
Then again, maybe that was just the reason why he hadn't done this? It was hard to understand a person that only communicated in short letters from beyond the grave and had left no clear information of what his life had been like.
Maybe she should dig in a little deeper and research about the man. They were living in his house, hanging out with his friends, and training according to his ideas, so maybe she could just try and figure out who he was. Maybe there was a dark secret of some sort? Secret experiments ... drug dealing ... aliens ...
She chuckled and took a deep breath.
Linda was being ridiculous. Sam had very obviously been an excentric and his wonder drug things they were using worked, at least on them, but maybe he just didn't like to share. Anyway, she would see what she could find about the man. A huge muscleman like him was bound to leave some traces, even in a pre-social media world.
She probably should be starting to work out now, though, but still took a little more time to admire herself. It was just too amazing to see her muscles move like this. She was getting really buff, and she absolutely loved this new look. Linda would never had thought that she would like having strong muscles like these, she always thought that muscles would make any woman look manly, but despite her disappeared breasts, she had never felt more feminine. It was the confidence, she decided. Years, no, decades of feeling bad in her skin were washing away, leaving her happy to be the way she was.
It just felt so good.
She sighed happily, checked out her butt one more time, it was just too great to ignore, then she grabbed her stuff and headed for the gym floor.

She found Mary already working out there, using the pec deck. To be honest, Linda was a little surprised in the first moment. Of course, she knew that Mary used the equipment here to train. That was part of the deal, and her help at the start of their journey had been very welcome, but Linda did expect Mary to finish all the cleaning first, and then do her workout ... She'd just have to ask, and if it turned out to be a problem, she'd have to address it. Oof. She already hated the idea, and she hadn't even started ...
"Good morning, Mary!"
The other woman smiled as she worked through her set, sweat running from her brow. Mary was wearing her usual tracksuit which only left her hands and her head free, but Linda immediately noticed that the other woman was using quite the weights there. That was a lot for a regular person. Now of course, Linda knew that Mary stuck to her training schedule with the same discipline as her, but Linda had Sam's special protein to help her, while Mary didn't, did she?
And still, the cleaning lady was moving quite the weights for reps!
Mary finished her set and carefully released the machine. She sat sideways on the bench and stretched a bit, then she said:
"Good morning, Linda! You're early today."
Linda tried to figure out whether there was a hint of annoyance in the other woman's voice, but it did sound rather neutral. Curious, but that was about it. Linda looked at her and wondered whether she too had built a muscular body under this tracksuit. To her surprise, the thought did turn her on. Okay, no, it wasn't really surprising. After all, Mary had shown her that she was into her, and the feeling was somewhat mutual? It wasn't cheating if it was with a woman, right? For a moment, she wondered about Cameron. He was getting buffer and buffer, his confidence was soaring, and ever since he started using that cream, his hair had gotten thick and shiny and his skin was amazing ...
At this point, she would have been understanding ... To be honest, if she wasn't already married to him, she would probably have fallen for him right now! Just thinking of him naked made her grin.
She was torn out of these thoughts when Mary waved her hand in front of her eyes.
"Are you there? Did you fall asleep again?"
"Oh. Oh yes! I mean, no. No, I'm right here. Sorry. Just had a thought ..."
"A nice one, judging by your expression."
"Yeah ..." She shook her head to clear it. "Anyway, I should start working out now. No point in wasting more time."
"Exactly. I can spot for you, if you want ..."
"Thank you!"
They got to work. Linda enjoyed her training with Mary, who was perfectly supportive and did just the right amount of encouragement to make her feel motivated. There was a fine line between being supportive and just sounding overly enthusiastic, and she got it perfectly.
While she was working through her second bench press set, Mary was hovering close by, ready to catch her barbell should anything go wrong. She leaned a bit forward, and, to her embarrassment, Linda could see under her tracksuit's top from underneath.
She almost screwed up the rep. Now she did wonder why Mary hid her body like this: There really was no reason. The other woman was amazingly fit! Under her top, there was a well-defined six-pack and her bra was clearly nicely filled! The janitor had a killer figure, and she was just hiding it!
That was strange.
Of course, it was none of Linda's business, but ever since she had built her own body to look like this, she had preferred to show it off. Hm. Maybe something was troubling Mary ...
She should ask her if the subject ever came up. For now, she probably should focus on her training. No sense in screwing that up!

Eventually, they were done with their workouts, and Linda had showered and gotten dressed for the day, ready to welcome the customers and be ready to assist them. Mary finished up a bit after her, the gym clean and ready for the day. As she packed up, she asked:
"By the way, boss, would you like me to clean your place too? You've seen the work I'm doing here, and I think you would probably save a lot of time and work if you just let me do it."
Linda nodded. That was an excellent thought. Mary was doing a great job here, and to be honest, she wasn't too proud of the level of cleanliness at their place. Cameron and her were doing their best, but they definitely lacked focus, and while they did have more energy than before, that still didn't mean that they wanted to clean ...
"I'll ask Cameron what he thinks, but it sounds like a good idea, to be honest. We'd just pay the additional hours. Would that be okay?"
"Sure, sure. I can use the money, and it'll make your lives easier."
"Thank you! You're really great at these things, you know? Training, business, taking care of stuff ... I don't want to sound weird, but why are you even just working as a janitor?"
"I like it when things are clean. That's about it."
"Okay ..." Linda decided not to ask further. Then she did find a question she wanted to ask: "Um ... Do you know a guy named Pete in town? Samuel mentioned him in his last letter."
The other woman nodded immediately.
"I guess that's Pete Sanchez. He's actually called Pedro, but everybody calls him Pete. His house is down Ivy Street. He's an electrician and he spent a lot of time hanging out with Sam. I think he did all the wiring in this place."
"Okay ... That doesn't sound like what I'm looking for here."
"You can just ask him. He'd know."
"Mhm."
She'd go and visit him with Cameron after work.

[Wookey]

This is always a delight. Having said that, wonder whether Linda's relationship with Mary is good for her marriage. Alternatively she joins the relationship

[El_Roy_1999]

Thank you!
This is going to be a critical thing for their love, especially as they become stronger and more attractive. It will need some talking.


They rode down to Ivy Street on their bikes as the sun went down. The air had cooled down nicely and there was a faint breeze, nothing that made their pedaling more difficult, just a little touch of fresh air to make things more comfortable. Cameron had quickly agreed on hiring Mary for the house cleaning, wondering why they hadn't hired her already in the first place. It was kinda obvious now that they thought about it. They would see how having Mary around in private would work. Not that they had anything to hide, but letting her into their home also meant that she would be even more part of their lives.
The thought did cause Linda to feel a tightness in her chest. The moment they had shared had been fascinating and she wondered whether there could be more of this once they were at their place ...
Anyway, they reached Ivy Street, and moments later, they stopped in front of Pete Sanchez' house. It was a simple bungalow amid a rather wild yard, built close to the cliffside that led up to the higher part of the town. The gym, their home and most of the town were built at the foot of the hill, while the company that most people around here worked at, Basilian and Sons, had its factory at the top, with the owners' mansion built close-by.
Despite living in Parkerville for quite some time now, they had never had much to do with the uphill people, and hadn't met any of the Basilians ...
Just as the couple got off their bikes, Cameron said:
"Now I remember ..."
"Remember what?"
"The first time we met Jerry, when our car broke down?"
"Yes?"
"He said most people in town were okay, even Pete. I guess that must be Pete Sanchez. Don't you think that sounds ... ominous?"
"I don't think he's going to be a cannibal or anything."
"Yeah, but ..."
"Don't worry. It's going to be alright. Up until now, everybody here has been great! And besides, we're both buff and strong now. I think we can deal with a single cannibal!"
Cameron looked at her with a weirded-out expression, but then, he decided that she was probably right. They got off their bikes, locked them up and then headed past the white van with the "Pete Sanchez – Electrical Repair" and a cartoon god of thunder on it to ring at his doorbell.
Linda poked Cameron's side:
"Look, he's even got a white van ... A white van! Like a cannibal!"
"Oh, come on ..."
"Sorry ..."
She grinned stupidly, but she clearly had fun, grimacing in a spooky way from the side.
That's when the door opened and Linda's face switched back too quick which made her look really weird.
A man looked at them, rather confused. He was a bit shorter than Cameron, with a slim but very muscular build. His arms and shoulders were easily visible due to the tank top he was wearing. His black hair was cropped short and he his nose looked a bit flat. It had probably been broken once or twice. On his upper arm, he had a military tattoo, and he looked rather intense.
Also, he was missing a leg, standing with a crutch.
"Yeah? What do you want? It's late. If you're selling something, I ain't buying, and if you want to buy my house, I ain't selling."
Linda leaned over to her husband:
"I guess we should have called beforehand ..."
He nodded knowingly.
"Yeah. That would have been better. Anyway." The man still looked at them with some aversion. "Hi. I'm Cameron, this is Linda, and we're running the gym that used to be Samuel Marcus' ..."
"And you want me to sign up? Sorry, I skipped leg day."
Linda desperately tried to cover her face, but it was too late. She produced a loud, horrible, awkward snort.
"Fuck ..."
Cameron was stone-faced. This was so awkward ...
However, Pete clearly liked her reaction. There was a bit of amusement in his expression and he asked:
"Anything else?"
Cameron wanted to say something, but Linda caught herself and said:
"We're not trying to get you to sign up at the gym. That's not important ... We're looking for someone to teach us how to climb. In his letter, Sam said you could teach us."
The one-legged man smiled now.
"Okay, that sounds better. Come on in, and we talk."
As they followed him into the bungalow, Cameron gave Linda a horrified look, but she just shrugged and whispered:
"I think we're safe. He doesn't look like a very fast cannibal ..."
Her husband's expression got even more shocked, while she grinned.

They sat down in Pete's living room and he served them some lemonade.
"Alright, so you're Sam's kid?"
"Not quite ... He's an uncle of mine, but a distant one. I have never met him before, or even heard of him until the lawyer called me."
"That MacArthur lady? She's terrifying."
Cameron nodded. Pete drank a sip, then said:
"Okay ... So you live in Sam's house, and he wants you to climb to the ceiling of his living room? Alright ... That's a tall order. Even for advanced climbers, that's tough. The good thing is, if you fall, at least we can get you both to the hospital quickly."
The man chuckled. Cameron and Linda exchanged nervous glances.
"But you will train us?"
"Sure, no problem. You both seem very fit already, so I have great foundations to work with. Normally, people will show up with no core strength at all, and they can barely do the simple climbs, but you two seem somewhat prepared. I guess it'll work." He took another sip. "Though you can't expect me to turn you into expert climbers, not in such a short time, and not at your current weight."
Now Cameron and Linda both felt a little attacked. Linda asked:
"You think we're fat?"
"Nah. You're both too bulky. Too much muscle. For real climbing, you need to be leaner, but that's really not your type. You're a bit like Sam. The guy was massive and super-strong, but there was just too much of him."
Linda nodded:
"Okay, yes, the guy was huge. Tall too ..."
"That was an advantage, but otherwise, he had the least climbing-focused body imaginable." Pete laughed. "Anyway, wanna get started? I'll show you the basics and you'll see whether you like it."
The two of them agreed.

"Shiiiit ..."
With a desperate squeal, Linda slid down the climbing wall again. She barely managed to catch herself on one of the blocks, but even that didn't work, so she ended all the way at the bottom. Thankfully, Cameron was holding the rope that was securing her. She landed on her feet. That was already an improvement compared to the last few times when she had simply ended up on her butt.
She groaned. Pete sighed. They were both nice and friendly and certainly motivated, but they lacked so much coordination! Despite their fit physiques, it was painfully obvious that they had never done any sports before, or any kind of exercise that actually needed coordination.
He had insisted that they train that every day for at least half an hour, but it was an uphill battle against years of neglect. So, after several days of clumsiness, Pete just started at the beginning, with simple balance and coordination exercises.
That was boring, but it would eventually help them.
At least, neither of them was a quitter.
Before Pete could say something, Linda had already turned to Cameron:
"I wanna try it again! Come on. I gotta be able to do this!"
She almost growled these words, sounding a bit like a very angry housecat. Then she threw herself at the wall again.
This time, things went a little better, but she still dropped off after a few more feet. As she came back down, she groaned and massaged her fingers.
"I just wish I could hold the grip a bit longer ... Then it really wouldn't be a problem!"
Pete smiled at her and replied:
"You're trying to brute force this. It's not going to work."
He dropped his crutch and grabbed two of the blocks, then pulled himself up just with his hands. As he rose up nimbly, occasionally using his single leg to support himself, he said:
"You have to use your strength sparingly. Like this ..."
Pete showed her his movement, then he lowered himself down, picked up the crutch again and said:
"Try it again, but let me show you while you climb ..."
She nodded, and tried again. This time, he indicated what he wanted her to do with his hands. To her surprise, it worked much better. She finally reached the top of this boulder and Pete looked at Cameron, who was beaming with pride.
"There. Much better, don't you think?"
"Amazing ..."
"Yes, and now come down, it's time for your man to show us he understood!"

[Wookey]

Loving the slow build. The humanity of story plus humility of characters is refreshing and makes for a better story

[phil123]

Great again and happy to read what will happen next during the climbing sessions.

[El_Roy_1999]

Sorry for the delay, but I'm back. Here's the new part!



The months sped by. With the daily climbing training, running the gym, their continuing workouts and everything, neither Cameron nor Linda felt they had any room to breathe. It wasn't much of a problem, since they both had quite a bit of fun doing all of this, but one Saturday evening, they suddenly realized that they had basically spent a year constantly working, with only the smallest breaks to relax and maybe do something for themselves.
Okay, they did fuck a lot in between, and getting fitter and fitter meant that things they had never thought possible before ended up being very entertaining, but ... their lives had been completely taken over by their responsibilities.
Now the time of their climbing challenge was approaching, and while they both weren't terribly nervous about it anymore, they still felt a lot of pressure. They had just closed the gym after a busy day. Mary was busy on the main floor, cleaning the place up, and Linda checked the administrative paperwork that had to be taken care of. Cameron was with her, hanging around in the background in the tiny office room.
As she was typing a quick list of some refurbishment plans that they would have to take care of, he asked:
"Is it just me, or have we just been spending all our time working?"
She continued typing, finished the list, then paused for a moment.
"What do you mean? That was the whole point of this, wasn't it?"
"Yes, obviously, I know ... and I'm happy with what we're doing ... but don't you think we deserve a short break? It's been over a year already."
She sighed.
"You're right. But I don't think it's the right time ... We have to do the climbing thing for Ms. MacArthur in a bit. We can't afford to take a break now. And there's so much to deal with at the gym. The place was kinda rundown when we opened it, and now, the neglect is showing. If we don't deal with these things soon, they'll come around and bite us in the ass soon ..."
Cameron stopped behind her and kissed the top of her head. She smiled at him, though he could tell she was a bit annoyed because this was going to delay everything. He took a step back.
"Okay ... Do you need my help with any of this?"
She thought about it for a moment, then she said:
"To be honest, I think I could be done with that whole thing in half an hour, and there's not much you can do."
"So I'll go on a walk, be back in thirty minutes, kiss you again, and then we talk?"
She chuckled.
"I'll take the kiss right now. And it's probably for the best if you're back in half an hour. This way, I'll have to stop, and I'll try to nail the landing!"
He immediately complied and gave her a long, quite shmaltzy kiss, and he felt her strong hands touch his lats.
"Hmm ..."
"Nice ..."
"I love you ..."
Very obviously, she hesitated. They could maybe ...
He took a step back and said:
"See you in thirty minutes sharp. Get on typing!"
And he was gone. Linda sighed and watched him disappear through the door. His back had really developed nicely, the V-shape quite impressive, and his butt having turned quite kneadworthy. Also, the hair was starting to look really great. He'd just have to get a haircut at some point, because Cameron was starting to veer into eighties' territory, and she wasn't sure she liked that ...

Cameron let himself out and walked around a bit. The air was nice and cool now, which was quite comfortable, but it was still okay to just wear a t-shirt. As he went down the street, he passed a few shops and caught his reflection in the windows.
Fuck.
Sure, he saw himself every day in the gym when he worked out, but since he started training seriously, he found that he mostly observed himself to see whether he did the exercises correctly, and of course, a few nice flexes once he was well-pumped to be a bit proud of his handiwork ... but seeing himself in street clothes, his arms filling out the sleeves of his t-shirt like that ... Fuck. He was looking incredible. His belly had completely disappeared and he could see his abs through the fabric, with the evening light helping. His neck, his shoulders, his legs ... combined with his improved skin and the nicer hair, he looked like a movie star. Or at least like a surprisingly good-looking regular guy. A bit like Hollywood movies always had great-looking guys in trivial roles? He caught himself flexing to the window and admiring his expanding biceps.
Cameron wondered just how far they would take it ... Looking at Samuel's photos, he couldn't help wondering whether this was even in the cards, and how it would feel. It was an astonishing thought that this was even possible for him. He had drawn those pictures, but seeing himself as a huge bodybuilder still felt insane.
He wondered what it would feel like to be so massive, how moving his body would even work ... Could a guy like Samuel even see beyond his pecs? Could a smaller person hide out of sight by standing right in front of him?
The thought was completely stupid, but it had just appeared in his mind. What a ridiculous idea.
And also, what about Linda? What would she be like? How far would she take it? She was amazingly hot already, and, to be fair, he had always found her attractive, even when she had been so overweight ... but now, she was turning into an incredibly fit model-like woman.
What if she kept to it too? He had imagined her as a female bodybuilder, well enough ... but what if she too decided to grow herself into a female Samuel? Was that even possible? Wouldn't that be crazy? Gross, even?
That's when he realized that thinking about Linda sporting gigantic muscles and imagining her moving like this turned him on. That was insane! As could be expected of a graphic artist, he was good at anatomy, and he had a great grasp of proportions and movements ... and this was not that.
And still, he was getting hornier and hornier, just thinking about Linda's huge physique, her body absolutely packed with meaty, heavy, powerful muscles ...
"Fuck."
He said this to no one in particular, alone on the street, and suddenly feeling very stupid. He blushed. Now he felt even dumber.
"I ... this can't be a thing, can it? Having her be fit was great, but ... not like that, right?"
He quickly walked down the street, rounded the corner, and found a bench to sit on. It was stupid to be in public like this, but he crossed his legs, trying to minimize his boner, and took out the phone. Then he pulled up the superhero drawing he had made before and started the drawing app. Of course, working on the phone was pretty tough, and he could only use his finger, but he had to sketch this vision ...
He came back to the gym a bit later than expected, feeling very hot. Also, Cameron was walking a bit oddly, and he was happy that nobody had been there to see him as he tried to hide his erection. He slipped inside and immediately headed for the bathroom. He was just happy that Mary couldn't see him as he closed the stall and took out his phone again. The sketch was just a mess of increasingly shaky lines which he had layered on top of the initial painting, but ... damn. Why was this turning him on so much?
The last lines had been really hard to draw because his arousal had made his fingers shake ...
He looked at the incredible bulk he had given her neck, the absurd shoulders, the gigantic pecs and the equally insane tits ... He had had to stop at that point, only doing a very rough shape of the rest of her body, but ... Holy shit. What if she really ended up like this? What would he do then?
He pulled down his pants, set the phone on the toilet's tank, whipped out his dick and started stroking it. Cameron barely managed to suppress his noises as he closed his eyes, imagining Linda's massive body ...
Thank fully, he managed to grab some toilet paper in the right moment, because he had never shot a load like this before ... He would have ended up making a mess, and that was the last thing he needed was to annoy Mary, or disgust the customers when they came the next day.
He disposed of the cum-soaked wad of toilet paper, carefully cleaned himself up, then returned to the office room.
He knocked on the door and said:
"Linda, are you ready? It's time."
She looked at him, stretched her fit body, and smiled, but for a moment, she almost seemed small in his eyes ... Cameron shook his head for a brief moment to push away the thought, then he said:
"We might not have time for a vacation, but how about a night on the town? I have never been into dancing, but with us looking like this now ..."
She nodded. Linda was tired, but Cameron was right. A little break could be nice.

[Wookey]

Appreciate every chapter, whenever you manage to deliver it to us. Thank you