★Memorable Author: [El_Roy_1999] Stories~collected 2013

[rangerwill]

But you left certain plot points unresolved. Does Alice defeat her rival? Does Cleo keep her job? What was the end result of the formula? Does Alice finally tell Cleo the truth?

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[Japagreipe]

So here it is. I hope you enjoyed it, I just had the idea at a moment's notice and it's certainly not the most original, but it might serve its purpose.

Well, it might've been a pretty basic roid-u-up fbb story, but it was plenty hot! Thank you.

[El_Roy_1999]

A week later, Cleo was slowly settling in. She was still unaccustomed to her new body, but she was slowly learning how to get along. The changes had been quite excessive. She had taken a week of leave and was now mentally preparing on how to tell her boss. Her method right now was to ignore the fact and try to clean her apartment. By now, the rooms were almost sterile from permanent work. She now managed to only rarely bump into things and knock down the furniture with her enormously broad shoulders. Being as muscular as the biggest bodybuilder she'd found on the Internet was hard, especially since she hadn't gone through the progressive stages that would have led other people there.
Her clothes were another problem. She basically had to wear those 80ies leotards since getting anything her size would require custom work, for which she seriously lacked the money. Her already meagre pay was being literally eaten up. Since her transformation, she had started to devour ridiculous amounts of food, getting herself banned from another all-you-can-eat every other day. Also, the fast food was making her sick.
On the other hand, Alice's enthusiasm was somewhat contagious. The other woman visited her every day to ask her when she would be able to return to work and get her more of the product, which sort of defeated the purpose she had had in turning herself into a caricature of a human being. Also, she noticed that since Alice was still training at full force, the drug was still working, albeit at a slower pace. It wouldn't be long before she would catch up on her and then the circle would start again.
Somehow, she had to find a way to free herself of her "friend's" embrace. Alice was constantly pestering her to come training with her and she had resisted, but she saw she would have to eventually. She looked down at her swollen chest and shook her head. What should she do?

The doorbell rang.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, stupid!" Alice. Great. "Let me in, I bought you some new clothes and I have an idea."
Cleo opened the door, careful not to make any sudden movements that would either damage the door or the surrounding furniture.
Alice stood outside, wearing a skintight neck-holder shirt and some shorts. Her pectorals filled the shirt out in such a way that she looked as if she had basketballs stuffed in it. Striated basketballs. The shirt's collar wrapped around her bullish neck, exposing her enormous shoulders and arms. She grinned and threw down a few shopping bags.
Sauntering in, she almost hit the door-frame with her shoulders. Cleo hoped that this human projectile wouldn't break off any part of it.
Alice grabbed her, embraced her and said adoringly:
"So, how is my little muscle sister today? Have you gone out yet?"
"No."
"So you're still moping? Why do you do this? Think about your glorious body! People should be allowed to see it."
"No, they shouldn't. Stop this. Please."
"Ah, I see, you're unhappy, but I can change that."
Cleo sarcastically replied:
"Really?" To herself, she added: "You decided to leave me alone?"
Oblivious to her tone, Alice ushered her along into the living room and dropped on her sofa. The poor thing was already quite battered. Hit by Alice's mass, it groaned and almost broke down. Cleo wanted to stop her, but she was too late. The grinning senior bodybuilder told her:
"Don't fret about your fate. Everything is going to be fine. So come here and let me see you. Have you started training yet? You have to, after all you're going to lose all this."
Cleo sincerely hoped she might. However, Alice just got back up and pushed her "friend" on the couch, grabbing the bags. She stood in front of her and said:
"Listen: I know we're not really on the same page, but you did this to yourself to prove me something and I think I get it. Now you have to roll with it and we have to get you back to your job so you can help me. Got it?"
Cleo mumbled a yes, so Alice threw her the clothes and said:
"You have ten minutes to get ready, then we work out. A big girl can't you shouldn't be such a wimp. If you want your job back, you have to be confident."
With these words, she went into her bathroom and picked up her accessories. When she returned, Cleo was struggling with the over-sized stretch shirt she tried to pull over her head. Alice helped her and said:
"You're hopeless, you know."
Cleo felt denigrated. She really hated her oppressor. Instead of resisting, she followed her outside, now dressed in some rather tight sports' clothes. Alice led the way, proudly swaggering along and showing off her ridiculous body to everybody they met. An older neighbour almost collapsed when she saw the huge women stride by and a few young men stared in total amazement. Still, Alice basked in their stares and led Cleo to her car. Inside the cramped vehicle, she said:
"You have to learn to enjoy this. This is your life now, so stop trying to hide. You're way too big."

[El_Roy_1999]

At the gym, Cleo felt the stares of the other members on her. For the first time, it wasn't just disgust, but also some admiration. Of course, most people still looked at her as if she were a freak, but some of the men, most of them muscleheads, gasped a little when they saw her bulky body. She was somehow certain that Alice's presence increased the effect, but she couldn't help feeling a little proud. Over the last years, she had been a wallflower of the worst kind and now, she was at the centre of attention. For a second, she even switched her posture to spread out her shoulders and straighten her back. It felt odd, but good.
Once they were in the training room, Alice put her through the most gruesome of workouts. She had somehow expected her to go easy on her, but no. The madwoman sent her on a circle of pain and sweat. By the time Alice was embarking on her second round, Cleo was just lying there, wishing to die.
Alice grunted as she propped up a bar loaded with ridiculous weights and said:
"Already down? That's early, you know."
"I'm so tired. Everything hurts."
"Come on, don't be such a crybaby! And you wanted to send me away? You wanted to overpower me?"
"I just wanted you to leave me alone."
"I'm so intense, you couldn't  keep me away, even if you wanted."
She set down the weights and marched over to her victim, sweat glistening on her engorged muscles. Was she getting bigger again? Alice hoped for it with the aching of a forsaken lover. She said:
"Trust me, you want this." She touched Cleo's huge chest. "You wanted this the first time you saw me. Accept it, my muscles turn you on and so do yours."
"No. I'm not ..."
"Don't make me go Darth Vader on you. If you're so out of breath, maybe you should have invented a stamina-increasing formula too."
"It hurts."
"You should definitely do that once you got your job back. I might need it. Recovery times are way too long."
"I want to go home."
"Shut it. Time for round two!"

[El_Roy_1999]

As Alice calmly sipped her shake, she saw the stunned Cleo whimper on the floor. What a weakling! Did this pseudo-muscular blob really think she could get such an alpha as Alice to leave her alone? People like her should accept their position and not try to rise above their station. She snorted, then said:
"Get up. It's time for your proteins."
"I want to die ..."
"What a crybaby. Remember how these guys really wanted to hurt you? Remember how I barely saved you? Imagine what they would have done. And here you are, squirming and acting like the victim you would have been. It's a disgrace."
She almost spit. Cleo managed to sit up and cowered there, slumped to create a smallish, somehow depressed boulder of muscle. It was a bizarre contradiction to see her herculean physique and a stance that suggested that she was the most ridiculously weak person on the planet.
Alice shook her head, then handed her the shake and said:
"Your confidence is so low, it's not even funny. Have you even realised how strong you are?"
"I don't know. Pretty strong, I guess. It just doesn't feel like it."
She had a point. Next to Alice's uber-body, Cleo seemed like a wimp. Maybe she should have her compare herself with real men. This might show her what a beast she had actually turned herself into. She said:
"Listen, Cleo. Maybe we should try something else. Clean yourself up, drink your protein and I'll fetch someone who'll help you."
"Okay ..."
Alice sighed and left. She'd pick some standard muscleheads. Maybe they'd give her the confidence a boost by showing her what a monster she actually was. And then, finally, Alice'd get her super-powered muscle drug. And maybe a stamina-increaser. And ...

[El_Roy_1999]

The next training session was a bit odd. Alice was pumping along gladly, but she couldn't help noticing that all the other people in the room were in a zone of awkwardness. Rich, a huge, bulky monster of a man looked sheepishly at the two titans that were easily moving his maximum. Jamal, one of the local contenders for national championship, seemed humiliated by the situation. His friend Shawn was outright aggressive towards the pair. Cleo felt just as bad about this: Standing there in her tight workout clothes made her feel like a bizarre sausage stuffed with muscle. Glancing at the three muscle-men, she felt deeply embarrassed. Every time she lifted the barbell, she shot them sheepish looks, hoping to somehow not humiliate them by the easiness with which she went through her repetitions.
Alice shook her head. It was sad but true, most bodybuilders had issues with their self-perception and those three were no exception. She had hoped for them, as being alphas, to be more relaxed and confident, but no, they were just as weak as any others. Apparently, she was the only one hard and true enough for this sport. She heard Cleo ask between sets:
"Am I doing this right, guys? I don't want to do it the wrong way."
Rich came closer and hovered his hands over her massive back.
"You're doing fine, girl. Just keep this straight. Like this ..."
"Thank you. This is really nice of you."
"Good. Just be careful. The exercise works best if done precisely."
She continued, concentrating on the movement. This was great: She could focus on something else than the three hunks in the room that were just blushing along as if they were teenagers. She cursed Alice under her breath. This woman was a horrible person. Whatever she did, it only served to make her life worse.

[El_Roy_1999]

When they were finally done, Cleo went to the shower. As the warm water relaxed her massive muscles, she felt elated. Somehow, seeing these huge men watch her in disbelief made her feel superior. They were not as big as she had expected. Of course, her perception of her self was a bit off since she hadn't had this enormous body for such a long time, but she was strangely aware that she was bigger, better and stronger than any of them. Also, they seemed to be strangely attracted to her. It had surprised her at first, since she thought that men wouldn't like someone who looked like her, but on the other hand, they were muscle-heads, so they would probably like fit people. Actually, she felt that this Rich guy really appreciated her. He had shot her quite a few glances during the workout and even though he had been reluctant to touch her, she thought he might be interested. The other two guys seemed a bit odd. Jamal seemed to be a little timid, while this Shawn guy was clearly impressed. She wondered whether she should ask one of them out. Now that she was such a huge person, she probably had to be more assertive.
Still, trying to be the dominant person in a relationship seemed wrong for her. She would have preferred one of them to ask her out. She decided to wait.
Once she was out, she heard Alice about her food intake and the amount of mass she was going to put on. Was this woman completely insatiable? What irked her most was the way in which she seemed to see her body as a kind of machine that needed fuel and would just store it as ever larger muscles. She was pretty sure she had read an article about this. Body dysmorphic disorder or something like that.
She heard her say:
"... So yes, I eat seven times a day now. Totally worth it. You couldn't imagine the amount of protein a body like this needs."
Jamal asked:
"But how much more are you going to add? You're already making Ronnie Coleman look like a wimp."
"You think so? Well, I think there's still room for more. I could add a bit to my abs, to even out my pecs. I mean, they are clearly getting overshadowed."
She flexed her chest, making her ridiculous muscles grow until they reached her chin and stood out eight inches.
"A bit unbalanced, don't you think?"

[solitariodude]

Unbalanced? Kinda like them a bit top heavy, myself 

[Elmanouche]

Ha nice evolution.
Glad to see Cleo accepting her 'godly muscles' fate.

[El_Roy_1999]

Over the next weeks, Alice's message was slowly taking hold. Cleo was still worried about paying the rent, but Alice consoled her.
"I'll pay for it until you're ready. Thanks to you, I don't have to spend money on 'roids anymore, so you can take that cash."
A bit confused, Cleo thanked her. The intense training her nemesis was putting her through was beginning to show. Her already exaggerated muscles became fuller and tighter, her silhouette became less chubby and more athletic. Over time, her attitude began to change and she occasionally caught herself swaggering proudly the pedestrian area, oblivious to the looks people shot her. Even though she had planned to wear covering clothes in public, she sometimes found them to be too constricting and hot. She then chanced to wear some sunglasses and a scarf to give her some anonymity and would put on one of the skimpy bathing suits Alice had given her and a pareo to go shopping. It was curiously arousing to feel the heat on her supercharged body.
The moment of truth came when Alice invited her to her home. She met her husband, Rob. He was a rather normal guy, rather short and far from the hulking mass of his wife. He seemed to adore her, though. The fact that she was a psychopathic bitch that was hell bent on destroying Cleo's life eluded him completely. Instead, he proved to be a nice guy that took very well to Cleo's body, aroused, but still able to speak coherently. He showed no signs of the disgust that so many people harboured against her. Instead, he offered her a beer and made some friendly small-talk, hardly addressing the muscle issue at all.
"So, Alice has been training you, hasn't she?"
"Yes. She insisted."
"She can be like this. On the other hand, you need to be strong-willed if you want to succeed in her line of work. This is a sport that doesn't allow for slack discipline."
"She keeps telling me."
"Want a drink? We might have to wait a while for Alice to come back. One of the difficult aspects of bodybuilding is that there is a certain vanity to it."
"I can understand this. I'd love a drink. What have you got?"
"Beer, some coke, lemonade, orange juice, super organic. I might even have a bottle of decent red wine somewhere."
"I'll take the beer, please."
"You share my taste in drinks. I'll be back in a moment."
Cleo sat on the sofa and took in the living room. It was quite nice, with a big sofa, large TV screen, a dinner table and some chairs and a few small details to make it feel more homely. Nothing overdone, no laceocalypse. All in all, Alice and Rob seemed to have a good taste in interior design, something which she hadn't expected thinking of Alice's personality and way of life.
Rob handed her the ice-cold beer and asked whether she would like a glass.
"No, thank you. I prefer to drink it from the bottle. A habit I picked up at the university."
"What did you study?"
"Chemistry and pharmacology."
"I see why Alice might be interested in you."
She smiled unhappily. He was right. He asked:
"And when did you start bodybuilding?"
Cleo hesitated.
"Well ... It's hard to say."
"Ah, an early starter but late riser, just like Alice. Would you imagine that she was actually morbidly obese when I met her? She really turned her life around."
"Wow. Really? That is impressive."
"We met in high school and we've been together since then. Normally, bodybuilder relationships won't last that long, but I just won her over with my calm way of doing things and by cutting her all the slack she needs. Also, I liked her before, but with these muscles, wow."
"I see. What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a manager at a logistics company. It's quite stressful, but well-paid in a white collar kind of way. It earns the money Alice needs for her body. The posing and modeling doesn't earn you too much. She used to work as an accountant, but she has stopped to focus on her training. It's been a while now, and it's paying off. What about you?"

[Elmanouche]

I love backgrounds and 'explanations' - If I may say - I have a tendency to put too much of them in my stories. xD

Good work & K+!

[solitariodude]

It's a good way to flesh out a longer story

[El_Roy_1999]

"I work as a chemical scientist and engineer at a biotech company."
"You got there to help your bodybuilding?"
"What? Why? No, not at all. This is just ... It's complicated."
"I'm sorry. No problem. So, what were you working on?"
"A muscle building drug."
Rob gave her a confused look. Cleo realised what she had just said and grasped for words to fix the chaos she was producing. Just as she wanted to explain, Alice returned. Cleo stared at her, Rob was grinning stupidly and she could see his cock harden through his trousers. What a pig.
However, Cleo couldn't help admiring her training partner. She strutted into the room, wearing a skintight latex outfit that clung to her huge muscles. It covered her enormous pectorals, but did nothing to hide them. Instead, it drew even more attention to it. Her muscular abs were left uncovered, enhancing the top hourglass shape her enormous back gave her. She also wore some tight hot pants and very high-heeled boots that forced her calves to harden. She grinned and said:
"Not bad, huh? Rob, darling, could you help me? I can't seem to reach around to close the back. My biceps and lats get in the way."
To prove her point, she showed how the overgrown muscles collided.
"And I'm going to get even bigger, so you'll have to continue helping me. Imagine my huge muscles getting so big that I can destroy everything, but I'd still need you. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
He practically drooled. Cleo stared at the pair and felt grossed out. They didn't even try to hide their perversion.

[El_Roy_1999]

Rob got up and closed the top's zipper. He smiled ecstatically and said:
"You are divine."
"Thank you. I aim to surpass myself. Cleo might help me."
Rob turned to her and looked at her hopefully.
"You would?"
Cleo was taken aback. She didn't want to be involved in this whole mess and only wanted to get out of this nest of perverts she had fallen into.
"Actually, I don't think that's a good idea."
The man seemed unhappy.
"Why not?"
"Don't you think it's too much already?"
"Absolutely not. My wife is a goddess and she deserves a body that fits her rank. I don't understand why you are skeptical. Look at yourself."
"This wasn't my plan. It was an accident. A miscalculation."
Alice smiled, walked to her and pulled her up, her tight muscles contracting.
"I don't think so. Deep inside, you wanted this. You saw me and you were enticed. You were seduced by my grotesque enormity."
"No ..."
"Don't deny it. You're not the first one. But trust me on this: Your current body is quite seducing by itself."
With these words, she planted a kiss on Cleo's lips and laid her hands on the younger woman's hips. Twisting her torso, she laid her breastless, enormous pectorals on hers and kissed her again. Her hands caressed her obliques, her laterals and she embraced her, their humongous muscles squeezing against each other. Cleo wanted to escape, but she found the other woman's embrace to be hard as steel. Alice gave her a seducing look.
"You ache for the confidence to kiss me. To touch me. To be like me. Maybe you need to understand the admiration first."

[El_Roy_1999]

Before Cleo could react, Alice was upon her, touching her powerful arms and her wide back. As she hesitated, she suddenly felt Rob's touch on her muscular body. What was going on?
Alice moaned:
"You can't believe how good this feels. It's hard for me to find someone muscular enough to make me feel envious."
Rob joined in:
"You're gorgeous, Cleo. I love my wife, but your body is a true wonder. You feel so innocent and shy, yet so powerful."
Cleo almost panicked as the two muscle-freaks began touching her, caressing her, loving her. At first, it was odd and discomforting, but slowly, it changed. Their feelings were earnest and they were experts at what they were doing. They followed each muscular furrow, each hill and valley that her bulky body offered and gasped and moaned in admiration. Eventually, Cleo accepted it.

She found herself led to the bedroom, stripped of her clothes and lured on the mattress. Soon, Rob was in his underwear too, he eventually lost even that and Alice rubbed her massive body against hers. She felt the latex squeak and groan, smelled its weird odour and found herself touched, held and kissed. Slowly, the touches became licks, the holds became locks and struggles and the kisses became bites and suckles. By the time she even attempted to understand, she was caught in a whirlwind of passion and realised that her "friend"'s power and ruthlessness was far beyond hers.
She found herself held on the bed as Rob licked her enormous arms and gasped as Alice thrust her tongue in her snatch, proving her that she had trained every single muscle in her body.

Some time later, Cleo woke up. It was dark outside, the crickets were calling and a gentle breeze was blowing in through the window. In the garden, she could see the fireflies blink and flitter. She looked around and found Rob lying awkwardly on the bed, half covered by Alice's huge body. The bed was crowded, the two huge muscle women taking up most of the room with their broad and bulky bodies. She spotted Alice's latex clothes on the floor and the lamp. In her passion, she must have thrown it there.
Cleo got up, trying not to send the bed quivering, but there was no point. Moving such a mass resulted in a wild shake which the sleeping pair gladly ignored. Alice began snoring gently, producing a cute little mumbling as she slept. Rob grunted and tried turning over, but found himself locked under his wife. Half-sleeping, he twisted around and came to sleep in an oddly curled-up position. He'd be aching in the morning.
The young woman disappeared in the bathroom. She stared in the full-length mirror, once again surprised and shocked by her enormous body. However, she began to feel a certain comfort in it. Somehow, she wondered what she'd look like if she took up Alice's training regime. Tentatively, she flexed her arm, making the enormous, handball-sized biceps collide with her forearm. She gasped. This unnatural body was ridiculous, but it was also impressive. Maybe ...
After she took a slash, she walked outside on the terrace. She was naked and looked out into the night. Alice and Rob's home looked out into the wooded hills that surrounded the city. Cleo felt a certain calm as she watched the trees sway gently in the wind. She walked out into the garden, the soft grass under her feet. Without thinking, she wandered off, soon disappearing in the woods. Somehow, the nature around her soothed her, making her feel relaxed and serene. The stress of her work-related problems, her social anxiety and the physical changes melted away. She never fancied herself to be an outdoors person, but her metamorphosed body had changed her outlook.
Eventually, she reached a clearing in which a small booth had been set up. During the day, the owner sold sandwiches and drinks to hungry and thirsty wanderers. He had clearly forgotten to take his trash with him, since a large and hungry bear was working his way through the plastic bags. The animal ignored her. Cleo looked at it, surprised by the beast's presence. Suddenly, it turned around and looked at her. She didn't have the slightest idea of what to do. The bear left the trash heap and walked leisurely towards her. The naked woman was transfixed. What should she do?