Big and masculine

[M7]

Well, I see no harm in posting it here. It's not actually explicit.

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Wow, I really am in awe of true artists like you!

Thank you very much, but I should clarify I am not the artist. The artist is fxman. He's one of my favorite artists. I just morphed it a bit to make her look more extreme and intimidating.

[M7]

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[pij15]

Thats an awesome story! One of the best ever. 

[El_Roy_1999]

Thats an awesome story! One of the best ever. 

Thank you. I'll continue it soon.

[ilovefbbs95]

Inspired by Scientiam I decided to try my hand at some of these
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[Scientiam]

Inspired by Scientiam I decided to try my hand at some of these

Great job, I feel both honored and excited! Fantastic morphs!

[Jeremy Lightning]

As a guy who thinks Kate McKinnon is sort of hot in a strange way, I applaud these pics. k+!

edit: Meaning the ilovefbbs pics.

[bertmacklinsbrother]

Great work on the morphs, Scientiam! 

[Scientiam]

Thank you for all your support, hope you like this one!

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[gokuman7]

Not as good as my previous efforts, but thought I'd share it anyway...

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Sci, I actually consider this one of your best.. I love the yoked-up SuperHeroines.

nice

[ilovefbbs95]

made a few more of these
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[hairylover321]

I post some "unique" art of a similar niche on my ***** page. Here is one of my more recent posts. Not my best work, but I hope you all enjoy!

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[petefa]

Great work here!.

[El_Roy_1999]

So, here's the continuation. I wanted to finish it before posting, but then, why not just let you enjoy this.

"I can't believe it!"
Mary was completely shocked.
"That did actually work?"
"It did. I love him, he loves me. We're together, I think."
"Incredible. Just remember to take it slow. The guy might be nice and all, but you should seriously understand who he is and where he's coming from before ..."
Aliyah interrupted her friend:
"You misunderstand. I have absolutely no idea how this can work. With Umm Bilal, I might be able to get a few hours off at a time, but I'm certain this ends the moment I go home."
Mary's mood dropped:
"You're right, I guess."
"Seriously, I'm not even sure I'll make it home in one piece. My father is not going to understand this and neither is any other member of my family. They will probably kill me."
That led to a long pause. Eventually, Mary said:
"I don't know what we can do, but I'm on your side and I will help you."
"That's wonderful. Thank you."
She hung up. Time to get home.

As she opened the door, trying to be discreet and silently get to bed, Umm Bilal looked at her from the couch.
"I cannot believe this."
Aliyah was too tired and worried to react much. She stood up straight. The older woman shook her head.
"This has definitely gone too far. You look like a man."
Aliyah answered:
"That was the point."
"I don't want to hear this. Your father will kill me. He will kill my whole family. Everything will be ruined."
She was suddenly panicking and started to cry uncontrollably. Aliyah dropped her keys and walked quickly to her, taking her into her arms. She held her tight, consoling her.
"Everything will be fine. I take full responsibility."
The woman was losing it.
"Even your voice! You used to be such a nice girl, your father would have found you a good husband and you have spoiled everything."
Somehow, she found Aliyah's strong shoulders comforting. She snuggled against her ward's enormous muscles and almost began to relax when she realized what she was doing. With a jerk, she tried to get away. Aliyah held her. She said:
"I will find a way. You will not be hurt."
"But how ... There is nothing we can do!"
"Trust me. Please."
Umm Bilal sobbed, then leaned again on Aliyah's shoulder.

A few days later, Aliyah decided to train with the Bull. She really wanted to try it. Of course, the idea was strange: She couldn't turn up in her burkini. That would defeat the entire purpose. So, she again asked Mary for her help. Her friend discreetly got her a male training outfit. And what a weird outfit it was! It was just a pair of shorts and a very loose top. She tried it out in the bathroom while Umm Bilal was out. She was away a lot recently, preferring not to see what was going on.
Aliyah put on the shorts first. Her thighs were now pretty huge and the shorts were actually rather tight. She was pretty sure she could see some little bulge from her clitoris. The thing embarrassed her to no end. It was neither female nor male now and she felt exposed. She decided she'd have to wear a slip under it. Maybe it would camouflage her sex a little better.
The top was even worse. It wasn't as loose-fitting as she had thought at first. Her massive, heavy muscles filled it out quite well. It took her a lot of fiddling until the thing actually covered her nipples. All this was shameless, but showing her nipples was too much. Or was it? In this country, men showed off their naked torsoes all the time. Ali would do that too, wouldn't he?
She admired her shape. Her tight, muscular waist with the ripped eight-pack she had recently acquired looked incredible. It flared out into broad, manly shoulders and a neck that destroyed most shirt collars. The top's straps hung down, but hugged her meaty, hairy pecs tightly. She flexed them, making the twin feathers appear through her skin. Being a hulking guy was awesome. She went into a crab pose and grinned as the shirt grew tight on her.
The Bull would love this.
She packed her stuff and left.

As she walked through the streets, she once again noticed that people looked at her differently. She was wearing a bespoke leather jacket that was big enough to accomodate her insane shoulders while taking into account her trim waist. Under it, she wore a muscle shirt and some very tight jeans that hugged her rock-hard ass. She had stuffed her crotch again and was walking along briskly. The fake cock and her massive thighs made her swagger. The women on the street stared at her, she could tell that quite a few of them were lusting after her. The men seemed either jealous or admiring. That was the weirdest part. When she was all covered up, exposing only her eyes, people still stared at her, but their stares were almost always angry. Now, most were positive. She took the time to look at herself in the reflection of a window. She did look like some oriental prince.
The Bull was waiting at the door of the gym. He was as enormous as always and embraced her immediately, planting a kiss on each of her cheeks. She was confused by the move and barely managed to reciprocate. He said:
"You look amazing. I like the jacket!"
"It's comfortable."
"And it gives you a nice silhouette." He put his hands on her waist, causing her to blush. "So, let's get to it."
Moments later, they were in the changing room. While the Bull just pulled off his clothes and changed in the open, Aliyah retreated into one of the closets and returned all set. The Bull let off a wolf whistle. She blushed even more.
"Awesome. You're a bit of a show-off, aren't you?"
"You're the one undressing in public."
"True that. But I guess nobody saw. Shall we?"
"Aren't we going to get shot up first?"
There was a pause. The Bull asked:
"Are you on a cycle right now?"
"I'm always on. Remember ..."
"Of course. Yes. Well, I can help you if you have your stuff right here."
Aliyah handed him a little black bag. He looked at the vials:
"Whoa. That's some heavy stuff you're shooting. No wonder you're so big."
"I was told it was the best."
"It is, but it's expensive as fuck."
She winced at the f-word, but ignored his last comment.
"Could you help me?"
"Certainly."

They hit the weights. The Bull had chosen a special workout regime for them, something to really show off his strength and stamina. Aliyah kept up as good as she could. It was clear that this beast of a man was building on years of experience. His gigantic, powerful muscles carried him through the hard training, but she felt a sense of pride whenever she matched him. She was certain that she'd eventually reach his level. It was a matter of will.
They did squats last. The Bull loaded 400 pounds on his back. She knew what she was able to do, but decided to impress him. She prepared her own bar. Soon, it weighed a total of 300 pounds. As she got ready, he warned her:
"Be careful, that's way too much for you."
She growled:
"You wish. Just watch me."
And down she went. The Bull immediately joined in and grinned as he saw her execute the movement with perfect precision. When she racked the weight, she was covered in sweat, but her body was bulging with power. She loved the feeling. The Bull finished too and exhaled:
"Nice. I didn't think you'd have it in you."
"I'm glad. It was really a bit much."
"Well, how about a nice massage to relax a little."
She froze for a second. Even more contact? She was aware of what had happened last time, but just like this, in the open?
"There's also a jacuzzi if you prefer that."
"Is is private?"
"It can be."

Moments later, she stripped behind the curtain and walked to the pool. The Bull was already inside, his massive, hairy body mostly submerged in the bubbling water. He smiled at her lustfully. He hadn't seen her body in full lighting yet and he was impressed. None of his male lovers had ever sported a physique like hers. She truly was a man's man. She was also somewhat awkward.
"Shouldn't I be wearing some sort of swimwear?"
"This is a private club. You don't."
He saw her big, meaty clit dangle amidst the thick bush of her pubes. Funny. It really looked like a little cock. His hand went to his own monster. The best part of this was her awkwardness. He could tell that she was actively suppressing the urge to cover her now non-existent breasts and her crotch. It was so weird to see her trying not to be a girl. But then, that fact turned him on to no end.
She slipped into the water and was instantly relieved. The bubbles hid her body a little and the warmth was soothing. She smiled:
"That was awesome. I'm amazed how much you can lift. I have a long way to go ..."
"I'm not sure you actually want to get there."
"Why not? I want to be the biggest and strongest I can be. And I'm sure you'd love it."
"True."
He leaned back, putting his hands behind his head and puffing out his broad, hairy chest. She bit her lip. She loved the casual sexiness.

Over the next weeks, their relationship deepened. They spent a lot of time together now. Aliyah would do the morning prayers, go to the gym, go to her classes, return home, get changed and spend the afternoon and evening with the Bull. Still, she stuck to her evening and night prayers as expected. The situation was weird. In the morning, she would be the perfect devout woman, quiet, friendly and completely covered up. She was going strictly by the rules, something which Umm Bilal grudgingly acknowledged. Aliyah used ever larger veils and scarves to cover her still expanding body. Whenever there was the slightest hint of her massive muscles, she'd add more layers and even bigger clothes. But once she wore her pants and shirt, she'd live it up. The Bull would take her to insane parties, full of loud music, bizarre people and fancy drinks with little umbrellas. She managed to keep herself under control enough to at least not drink alcohol, but other than that, she skipped nothing.
Slowly, she began to relax and enjoy her second life. Her demeanor as Ali began to change. She would walk tall, expecting people to move aside when she approached. She would greet her new friends by embracing them and giving them firm handshakes, something which she never would have thought of.
Sometimes, the Bull and her would take Mary with them. Having the fit, but comparatively small woman with them felt strange, especially when she kissed her guy. Some people looked at them in shock, but most seemed to ignore this love. Aliyah was happy.
The weirdest part came when the Bull signed them up for the "Mister Bear" competition. She had no idea what this was supposed to be. When he explained, she wanted out. Apparently, the gay community of the town had a yearly competition to find the biggest, strongest, hairiest guy. There were several tasks to complete and the Bull was the reigning champion. Some of his friends had suggested Ali compete too. After all, he was a close second and the whole thing was more or less friendly.
Aliyah eventually gave in. She had a month to prepare and decided to use it well. She upped her workout regimen again, adding more reps, heavier weights and harder exercise as far as she could. Mary just stared at the burkini-clad hulk she was training with. The poor thing was so huge now, it could probably be used as a condom for a car. And still, it was getting tight.
"Aliyah, this is getting really outrageous. I ..."
Her friend finished her set and almost collapsed. She took a moment to catch her breath, then said:
"That's what I want. I want to be so big I can blow them all away."
Her voice was hardly female anymore. It was hard and raspy, if anything, it was a little high for a big man. The only thing that maintained some semblance of femininity was the fact that she had a melodious intonation, something that came from her accent.
"I mean, you're big for a man. You're huge. I only know one single guy your size and that's the Bull."
"Exactly. That's what I want."
She started her next round.
"But what about your family? Won't they notice?"
"For now, they haven't. I think they don't care."
Mary bit her tongue. She had barely managed not to say it, but watching her friend turn herself into a he-man power-god turned her on. And the worst part was, she couldn't talk of her feelings. She didn't want to put a wedge between them.

After showering, Aliyah took her time to shave her face. Her five-o'clock shadow was real and she was pretty certain she'd grow a full beard if she stopped it altogether. She preferred to stay on this side for now. No sense in making things with Umm Bilal even more complicated. On the other hand, below her neck, she was downright furry. Mary watched the procedure in fascination. Aliyah did a lot to keep her skin smooth and her make-up perfect. It was strange to watch her dress when she was done. She no longer wore a bra, why should she, and instead just slipped on an undershirt. Then, she put on her tent-like abaya, put on her headscarf and her veil and turned into a black monolith. The look was strange. No one in his right mind could think of her as fat. It was obvious that something was odd and yet, people didn't take that seriously. She put on her slippers and checked her look one last time. Her perfectly made-up eyes looked fascinating. The rest of her body was concealed as good as she could.
Next to her, the yoga pants-clad Mary in her ab-displaying crop-top looked completely out of place. As they walked along the campus, the Bull suddenly emerged from one of the buildings. Aliyah froze. She whispered:
"Mary, we have to get out of here."
"Why? He's practically your boyfriend."
"Exactly. Imagine he finds out what I really look like."
"Girl, he found out much more about what you really look like than anybody else in this world."
"Please ..."
"If you insist."
Not wanting to annoy her, Mary led her round a corner out of sight. That's when Mary just lost her mind for a moment. She "stumbled" and fell on Aliyah, who caught her with her big, powerful body. For a moment, Mary was in her friend's arms and it felt like heaven.
"Uh, Mary, you can get back up now."
"Oh. Yes. Sorry."
She rearranged herself and they walked off.

As the "Mister Bear" competition approached, Aliyah got nervous. She practiced her posing, switched her diet and was all around busy. The Bull was okay with that, even though her demeanor was a bit stressful on occasion. She wanted to be perfect. For him, it was okay. He was pretty certain he'd win and even if he didn't, it was supposed to be fun.
Meanwhile, Umm Bilal was deeply uncomfortable. When Aliyah was home with her, the "girl", as it was getting hard for her to call her, was completely perverted. She walked around either naked or just in her underpants and really no longer looked like a woman. At that point, she just accepted she had failed. There was no way this could be fixed. And the worst part was that she really had to concentrate so as not to have any ... feelings. Aliyah was her ward, she had known her since she was a child. And now, she was every bit the man she'd have wanted to marry decades ago. She was tall, handsome, strong, sensitive and yet determined and eager to succeed. Back in the day, no man would have fit all of these criteria and now, she was caught in an apartment with such a person.
When Aliyah slept at night, her heavy, powerful body moving softly under her sheets, she wondered what it was like to touch such a person. How would it feel to be embraced by muscular arms and kissed by soft lips? She was horrified by the thought and tried to banish it. This only made it worse.

A week before the competition, Aliyah insisted on the Bull not seeing her. She wanted to seriously impress him and not spoil the surprise. When the day came, she carefully prepared. She put on the tiny underpants Mary had bought her, arranging her new plastic penis in it. It was an extra-large model her friend had given her.
The tiny piece of fabric looked weird. It rode up her muscle-encased butt crack and looked odd in front. Still, she was amazed by her look. She flexed her massively muscular arms and went through a few poses, showing off her deeply ripped abs. She loved it.
The next step was actually getting into her clothes. That was quite the challenge. She had a tailor-made shirt prepared for tonight, non-stretch t-shirts were no longer an option or looked dumb on her. Her shoulders were now easily twice as wide as her waist, maybe even more. Her ripped pecs gave her a kind of cleavage that was really impressive. The next part were some very stretchy pants that clung to her sliced butt. She could almost see the crevices of her glutes. Doing insane numbers of squats gave her an ass any musclehead would crave.
When she was done, Mary arrived to pick her up. Her friend wore a huge 80ies-style neon t-shirt that showed off one of her muscular shoulders and some leggings. She stared at Aliyah's fascinating body and said:
"Incredible."
"Thank you. So, do you have everything?"
"Sure, one big bottle of baby oil, beauty products, change of clothes, dressing gown."
"Cool. So, let's go!"
They arrived at the club soon after. People were already queueing, but when Aliyah showed her ticket, the bouncer let her in. Wolf-whistles accompanied her entrance. She walked backstage, Mary in tow. She stopped and stared. This was the most muscle-bound, hairiest place she had ever been to. Roughly a dozen very tall, very muscular guys stood around, getting ready for the competition. Few of them were actually ripped, most were just huge. Mary had a strange grin stuck on her face. She hissed:
"It's so sad they're all gay. I'd fuck each and everyone of them."
Despite her recent experiences, Aliyah couldn't help blushing at the language. She squeezed through awkwardly, once again falling into her timid self. She found a half-hidden place and undressed. The other guys were too busy to notice her. She got out her exercise bands and started pumping up. By the time she was ready, she looked like hugely swollen mass of meat. She was big, hard and ripped. Her abs bulged, her shoulders were mountains, her legs were gigantic. She felt like a monster. Mary put on her rubber gloves and began covering her body in baby oil. Soon, she was a slippery colossus of shiny muscle. It felt odd, but she had to admit she looked great. She flexed her arms, amazed by them approaching eighteen inches. That would blow them away.

[bertmacklinsbrother]

Incredible continuation of the story!  It's getting quite good and I love reading about her transformation!  So sexy!

[governor]

Let her grow her beard!