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One afternoon, they were at it again. She was just working on her biceps. Time flew. She was now using fifty pounds on each side. This was quite a lot. She went through her curls with calm concentration and slowness. She had measured her biceps before the training, before pumping it up. Fifteen inches was incredible. Reaching an even number would be great, but then it would probably be enough. Probably. As long as she developed like this, it would be a shame to stop.
She smiled. Looking at her reflection, she was impressed. She couldn't believe that she had been totally out of shape a few months ago. Now, she was so fit people couldn't help staring. She usually covered up in public since she didn't want to be annoyed: Wide pants, big tops or even shirts stolen from Jürgen's stash. Lena's body was now a work of art, but few appreciated it. She now weighed some 160 pounds, and yet, no one would have called her fat. The opposite was true. There was almost no body fat left. Her body was so ripped every part of her abs was visible. She had a deeply cut eight-pack, crowned by inch-thick pecs. Her navel was a nub in the middle of this hillscape of steel. Her obliques were a network of hard flesh. It was amazing.
But there was more: Her thighs were taut and defined. She usually wore biking pants to prevent chafing. She was no bodybuilder, though. She still seemed rather normal, but her body's hardness was extraordinary.
Also, her training had given her rather broad shoulders, an effect that was further enhanced by her extremely trim waist.
The best part were her arms. They were true works of art. She had fantastic biceps. When she flexed them, large, rounded blocks of muscle would emerge. They were cut and split and seemed to be completely alien. Just watching this could knock people out.
And the coolest thing was that she was actually strong. She could keep up and beat most untrained men. True athletes were more difficult, but even there, she made an impression.

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She discovered a pull-up bar at a end-of-term party at her friends' place.
Of course, it took only a moment for the host to jump up, attach himself to it and show off five pull-ups. The form wasn't perfect, but that was okay. After all, he was quite drunk. As soon as he was back on the ground, another guy showed up and did seven.
Before the first one could start again, Ulli said:
"I bet you that Lena will crush the both of you!"
Lena tried to get out of this:
"Who, me? Nah. Never. Hey, someone just called me. Yes, yes, I'm coming ..."
Ulli took her by the hand and said:
"Come on, show those buggers what you can do. Please!"
Eventually, her pride got the better of her.
"Whatever."
She attached herself to the bar and said:
"But don't laugh."
They didn't. The first two pull-ups made them nod approvingly. Women normally didn't manage to do a lot of those. But since Lena was continuing, they soon stared. It wasn't strictly about the number of reps she was counting out. It was the fact that her biceps were getting dangerously huge now and that her sleeve was looking stretched now. And this despite the fact that she had put on a big blouse. It was for nothing.
She just continued.
At seven, the host produced a gargle. The other party people had noticed what was going on and were amazed. They started to count her reps.
Even though she initially wanted to have nothing to do with this, the sudden admiration spurred her on. She continued.
As she pulled herself up again and again, she noticed that her muscles were getting dangerously big.
At ten, there was an audible crack and at twelve, the seam on her right sleeve was torn open. The audience was surprised to see her large, round, overtrained muscle. She continued her exercises.
She was now in a kind of trance. She could feel herself get hot. Shit. This wasn't the right place for something like this. Her muscles contracted again and again. Her brow was shining and her chest was soaked in sweat. She could barely contain herself. At fifteen, she barely managed to get back up. Her arms were blazing hot and hurt as if they were getting pushed through a grinder.
Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore. She fell and landed a little awkwardly in Ulli's arms.
"Girl, what are you doing?"
"Gah."
"Man. Come with me, we're going to get you a drink."
The two guys had long since disappeared.
Lena and Ulli sat down in a corner of the apartment and the muscle girl tried to be forgotten. Still, occasionally people turned up to admire her muscles. That was weird.

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Anyway. She was just concentrating on her fifty-pound curls, right in the second set, when she noticed that someone was there.
She looked up. Oh. There were Jürgen, Serkan and his girlfriend as well as some other guys from his unit. They stared at Lena and she blushed.
"Uh ..."
"Hi Lena! Surprise!"
She didn't know what to say. This was super embarrassing. Especially since she was sitting there in a really tiny training outfit. She bought that thing as a reward for her discipline. It wasn't meant to be worn in public and was just some pink-grey shorts and a minuscule top that barely covered her pecs. The dildos next to the bench were just the last straw of total awkwardness.
She decided to ignore this as good as she could and put down the dumbbell.
She got up, wiped the sweat from her face, arms and chest and walked over to him. She embraced him and gave him a long, sweet kiss. It felt amazingly to have him back, to touch him. She was so happy. All these weeks and months alone had been hard and now he was there again. It was incredible. She completely ignored the others and caressed his back. He had lost a lot of weight. The months in Afghanistan had taken their toll and he seemed a little thin now.
"I missed you so much ..."
"Me too."
They kissed again. Eventually, Serkan said:
"Listen, we're going back up and you're coming whenever you're ready, yes?"
And they were gone.
Lena kissed Jürgen again and took all the time in the world to make sure he was really there. She had longed for him. At last, they both calmed down. She noticed he was horny and she was also quite hot, but she still had to ask:
"Why are you back already?"
"Our unit got transferred early. I don't know why, but I'm glad. We just arrived and Serkan and Lukas wanted to get some food. I wanted to surprise you. It worked with Gül."
"Okay. Well, you know, just let me get dressed and we can go."
"Cool. But tell me, what happened to you?"
"I trained."
"I can see that, but ... I didn't know anybody could be so fit."
"Do you like it?"
"Amazing."
Lena grinned.
"It's a pleasure."
She rewarded him with a quick flex of her arm. Her biceps swelled and seemed to literally blow up out of her arm. It was shocking just how dry and built the steel lump of flesh was. It seemed to grow and grow until it stood baseball-sized out of her upper arm. The effect was shocking. Just seeing her own incredible strength was enough to make Lena wet and to make Jürgen's eyes open wide. She noticed that his pants were now even tighter.
Good to know.

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There was more amazement at the restaurant. To celebrate the occasion, Lena had chosen a sleeveless spring dress. She only bought it recently when it became clear how her physique would change. It was very impressive. The nice floral pattern had no chance to distract anybody from her incredible body. When she took off her cardigan at the restaurant, the other patrons and the servers stared at her giant mutated arms. A little later, there was more staring when she inhaled the huge steak she ordered. Jürgen still couldn't understand what was going on.
Finally, Serkan said:
"Man, your girlfriend turned herself into an absolute beast."
"Er ... Thank you?"
Jürgen didn't know how to deal with this. Lukas agreed with Serkan. He smiled at Lena and added:
"Ever tried arm-wrestling a man?"
Lena smiled: She hadn't tried it yet, but the idea had fascinated her enough for her to read up some techniques. She had a vague idea of how this should work.
"No, but we can try it."
Moments later, the table was empty. Lena locked her legs on the chair's, took up the position described on the internet and took Serkan's hand. They looked deep in each other's eyes and started.
At first, Lena was surprised by her opponent's power. She almost lost immediately. Then she managed to catch herself and fight back. Serkan was surprised. He hadn't expected any meaningful resistance. From the corner of her eye, Lena could tell that Jürgen was now really horny.
She flexed her biceps.
The effect was shocking. Serkan seemed to lose control for a moment. The muscle grew threateningly from the effort. It was irritating. It seemed to break through the arm and get bigger and harder. She was surprised to watch it split. The deep line that separated it got more and more visible. Her veins could now be seen pumping. She pushed against Serkan's hand and focused her entire power.
The soldier was helpless for a moment. Her power might have been less than his, but she had the element of surprise on her side and her technique wasn't bad either. She gritted her teeth and forced him down a little. He took a deep breath and fought back, but he had to mobilize his reserves. The situation was stuck. Lena's arm started to hurt. She hadn't had time to warm up and the training before this had been hard. It went this way and that for a while. At last, they were getting fed up. Lena released him:
"Man, you're squeezing my fingers!"
She shook out her hand, which made her biceps twitch even more. Serkan stared at the shivering muscle.
Suddenly, Gül got up and said:
"Would you come with me? I need to freshen up."
Lena nodded and followed her. She had no idea what was going on.

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As soon as they were in the bathroom, Lena was pushed rudely against the wall by Gül. Lena was so surprised she didn't do anything other than look surprised. The other young woman squeezed herself against her. Lena felt her round, heavy silicone tits against her hard muscular chest.
"What are you doing?"
Lena didn't know what was going on.
"What did I do?"
"Stop hitting on my guy. Leave him alone!"
Gül poked her finger against Lena's front. Then she suddenly hesitated:
"Your chest is really hard. Where have your boobs gone?"
There was an awkward pause, then Lena said:
"What kind of shitty question is that?"
She had enough of these games. She pushed her away, but Gül clung to Lena's strong arms. The woman cooed:
"Wow. Your arms are harder than Serkan's. What did you do?"
Lena felt that Gül let her gel nails run over her muscles. The silicone-boobed woman smiled seductively and licked her plumped lips.
"Just how big are they?"
"Seventeen inches."
"Incredible."
She slid her fingertips through the deep valleys of Lena's biceps and gasped:
"I have to kiss them. Please."
Lena gave her an irritated look. What was going on now? Why were people so strange? That she got turned on by her muscles was one thing, but this ...
"Well, if you insist ..."
"Awesome."
Gül's lips touched Lena's biceps. She felt the kiss and the suddenly erupting tongue. Lena didn't know what to do now. Gül, on the other hand, knew full well:
"Come on, flex! I wanna see what really hard muscles can do!"
Lena unwillingly did what she was asked for. Gül's eyes opened wide when she saw the mass of muscle swell. That was heaven!

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At home, Jürgen was still silent. He stayed like this for the rest of the week. Lena didn't like it. She had expected more when she returned from the bathroom with Gül. He had spotted the trace of lipstick on her upper arm and had turned angry.
Lena's frustration was channeled into more training. She didn't seem to stop anymore. Just as she was busy pumping her biceps even bigger, Jürgen appeared and said:
"Can I join you?"
Lena was all sweaty and sighed:
"Sure. Have a seat."
Soon, they sat next to each other and trained synchronously. They were in deep concentration and focused on correctly doing the exercises. Finally, he said:
"So, would you like a little challenge?"
"Seriously?"
2Sure. After what you did to Serkan, I'm pretty sure you can keep up with me."
"Keep up with you? Let's see you keep up with me!"
"Okay, I'm game. Let's see who lasts longer!"
"Let's see."

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They started on three.
The pair started to lift and lower their dumbbells slowly and regularly. Jürgen frequently looked over to see how she was holding up. Lena ignored him completely. This was about the weight and the right technique. Her muscles were now ready and she had herself under control. That was nice.
When they switched arms, they were already soaked in sweat. Their arms were pumped. Lena risked a glance at Jürgen's swollen biceps. For a moment, their eyes met. He had taken a peek too.
He clearly liked what he saw.
They continued. The second set was more challenging, but they both beat it. They were now really sweaty. What had started easy was now a matter of iron focus. They had to concentrate to do this safely.
Jürgen was impressed. His girlfriend kept up with him nicely. Even better: He was losing ground. She was in perfect control, he had to constantly remind himself of doing this nicely without swinging the weights. Even as he was finishing the second set, he came up with an excuse: Duty left no time for bodybuilding. They had to take care of business and had no time to waste. Yes. That would work.
The third set came and Lena got along nicely. It was now getting hard, she was thoroughly soaked and had to force herself to stay on top. It wouldn't be long now. Glancing over to Jürgen, she saw he was getting unstable. This reminded her of staying precise. She gritted her teeth. No mistakes! Hurting herself would screw up her schedule.
That's when she noticed a familiar feeling within her. Ah. No wonder. The feeling of blowing away her boyfriend, the muscle man and proud soldier was making her hot. She grinned. Yes!
By the end of the third set, they were both pretty exhausted. Jürgen found it hard to control the weight with his hand. He still managed to lift it, of course, but he was feeling uncertain.
Lena noticed that she was reaching her limits. Her arms were starting to feel unwell. They seemed to burn. She only managed to continue the exercise correctly by forcing herself to concentrate. There was another ... problem. She was getting shockingly horny. It was getting harder and harder to prevent her free hand from going ... there.
She gasped. Jürgen gave her a surprised look. What was going on?

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Then he smiled. So that was what was happening.
Lena continued. When she switched hands, she had to really get a grip. She almost started to rub herself. At the same time, her arousal gave her a boost. She was enjoying herself now. The pain, the suffering, all this was far away. She was pumping, and the more she did that, the hornier she got. On the fourth set, she started to moan between the reps. Her underpants were soaked. It wasn't easy to notice since her entire body was sweaty.
Every time her biceps contracted, it seemed to get bigger and more brutal. The veins swelled, the fibers grew and it looked as if her muscle would explode through her skin immediately. Her biceps seemed to be shrink-wrapped.
Jürgen gave up on the fourth set. He decided not to say anything and just watch. No, stare. It was fascinating. He just stayed cool and enjoyed the view. No point in breaking her trance.
With closed eyes, Lena switched her hand. Her arms had turned into completely mutated masses of flesh and pure undiluted power. Every little pain of her pump only made her hotter. When the dumbbell went up again, she gasped lustfully. It was like a permanent orgasm.
At last, she saw there was no way to continue. Her body was pain, but she could no longer hold it back. She came with a savage, primordial howl.
Jürgen saw that her entire body turned into a network of steel muscle fibers. Her huge arm muscles became so big that they pushed away her forearms. She laid on the bank, completely soaked, and shivered and gasped as she unloaded her horniness.
The sight was bizarre.
Jürgen couldn't resist.
He dropped on all fours, this was all he could do exhausted as he was. He crawled to her, then slid his fingers into her tiny panties and started to rub her cunt.
When his fingers touched her clit, she growled at first. He thought she'd rip them off, but no. Instead, she started to wriggle under his caresses. Watching the movement of her ripped muscles was hypnotic. She pulled him closer and let him kiss her.
Suddenly, he felt a pull. Her gentle hands and massive muscles had torn his pants.
Before he knew it, he lay on her hard, defined body and did what he could to keep up with her.

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By the way, here's the complete story:

After Jürgen annoys her with his boasting, Lena decides to get seriously into shape. It goes well, but will she be able to catch up to him?
This erotic fiction contains female muscle growth (FMG). All characters are at least 18 years old.

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That's when something unexpected happened. She hissed:
"Go on. I wanna try this ..."
She lifted her pumped-up arms and grabbed the still loaded barbell above her. Jürgen left it there, he didn't always want to load his max from the beginning. Lena wasn't too happy about this, but maybe it would change now.
He said:
"Hey, be careful. That's ..."
He couldn't finish the sentence. The young woman had just lifted the weight from the rack. She hissed between her teeth:
"Lick me!"
He hesitated, so she let her abs do a wave. This confused and aroused him. He went to work.
She lowered the weight. It was his absolute max and she could manage it. She gasped when she came the first time. She flexed. Her biceps grew even more. It was no longer understandable what laws her anatomy obeyed, if any. Actually, a body like hers shouldn't exist. She pumped the bar up, her work interrupted by gasps and moans. It was just too awesome. All this strength, the unstoppable power, all this turned her on immensely. She felt Jürgen's enthusiastic tongue.
The weight was up now, her shaking arms were straight. She could feel the incredible weight and just had to grin. This was incredible!
She decided to do it again. Anything worth doing was worth overdoing!
Carefully, but full of expectations, she lowered the immense weight on her chest. The load was cold and hard on her incredibly dry pecs. She gritted her teeth and pushed up. She felt that she came. It was a drawn-out, liberating orgasm.
She abruptly closed her legs around Jürgen's head. He produced a gargling sound as she pushed the weight further up. Her muscles seemed to be completely unleashed and grew to true mountains.
When she locked the bar, she exploded into a sweat-soaked, muscle-ripping orgasm. She rolled from the bench, threw Jürgen to the floor and forced him to continue licking her. The poor guy fought for his dear life.
She lost herself completely in her muscle lust.

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Much later, she stood next to him in front of the big mirror. Her muscles were poetry in motion, no, a parody of human physiology. Her body was extremely defined, even though it wasn't too massive. It was obvious there was nothing to spoil her physique. It suggested a perfectly tuned muscle machine, built to turn her on. And to lift weights, yes.
She flexed her arms. Jürgen stared at the effect as if in a trance. Her trained but normal looking arms swelled abruptly. As she turned her wrists, something incredible happened. Within moments, there was a baseball of muscle steel. She spread her fingers and the transformation intensified. The peaks of her biceps seemed to climb and climb, rising like ICBMs. While the main part of her muscle reached the size of cantaloupes, there was a kind of secondary tennis ball of power. If she kept her forearms upright and stretched her fingers, she could almost touch the peak of her Mount Everest.
The feeling almost knocked her out. She said:
"Incredible. I should train in the buff. This way, I wouldn't help to change every time."
Jürgen grinned. He got close. He wasn't jealous. Well, a little, but he was also way too horny to mean it. He caressed her diamond flesh. Every line of her muscle was a valley of lust for him.
His touch only turned her on even more. She felt superior. Her incredible power was one thing, his insatiable lust was something else entirely.
She smiled wickedly:
"I think I can get it even bigger. If you keep making me happy ..."
He sighed. The sheer fantasy of this genetic marvel was enough to turn him on.
She got in position again and flexed even harder. Her arms seemed to explode with power. She gasped:
"You may now kiss the muscles ..."

And done!

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Did not reach the usual extent of many of your stories but I appreciate deviation from the norm once in a while.

Variety is the spice of life, as they say.

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'And done!' ?
Is it the end? 

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'And done!' ?
Is it the end? 

It is. I am sorry. But there will be another story soon.