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[MaxMuscle]

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[Lupus753]

I like what's happening with Ginny, but I hate how Felicity is out.

[Baalphegor]

The main screen began flicking between the three remaining contestants rooms. Amelia and Joe were talking, Magenta was gulping down
liquid again and Harmony was still smiling from the machine.

After about half an hour Joe began connecting up the pipes once again to Amelia's body. She had given up on trying to cover up her
enormous chest and she lay baring her mountainous musculature for all to see and marvel over. Her bikini bottom fit very snug and
she had tied it on a little loosely, pulling the string straps over her hip bones to ensured it stayed on.

Another half an hour passed and Amelia's body was again being filled with liquid through the tubes.

It seemed the contestants were going all out, Magenta had been consuming liquid for an hour and was still going. Harmony still stood
in the machine. The previous year, Slava had only been in the machine for about 7 hours in total. Harmony had now been in the machine
more than 14 hours in total.

Another hour passed and Magenta finished gorging herself on the liquid. Her belly was so large that she had started to sit down. Her
belly eventually made it impossible to sit down and she was now lying on her side. Her belly wobbling around with the liquid. Strangely
and grotesquely her abs could be seen on the front of her belly. She was truly a strange sight to behold.

Cyan appeared on the screen and took the hose away from her daughter. Instead of helping her up, Cyan headed to the hose and turned on the
tap and began drinking the liquid herself. Magenta lay on the ground watching Cyan.

The screen showed Amelia, again her expanded body was bloated further from the additional liquid that had entered her body. Joe appeared
and spoke briefly to her. Amelia nodded and Joe retreated from the scene. "Looks like Amelia is going for a double dose!" said the announcer.

It was nearing 12:00, about two and a half hours later, when the competition ramped up. Cyan was gulping on the liquid when it ran out.
The tide turning to a trickle and then stopping. As happened with her daughter, Cyan had been forced to lie on the floor as her belly
protruded out further and further. The two women looked at each other and then seemed to nod and do a countdown. At the number they
had chosem, both women suddenly flexed their bellies hard. The result was impressive to say the least. The liquid from their bellies appeared
to move explosively into the rest of their bodies. Muscles swelling as if a tent pole was being raised suddenly under a canvas.

The two women stood up, they were both clearly taller or perhaps standing cloer to the camera as it couldn't fit their faces in the frame.
One of the women, presumably Magenta, was pumping her arms, the muscles enjoying the movement and responding by swelling just that bit more.
The women continued to flex and pose.

The main screen switched to Amelia, she had been receiving the liquid for a very long time now. Her body seemed much softer from all of
the added liquid. Joe appeared at her side and she shook her head again. This caused ripples to roll down her body, much like a pond responds
when a stone is thrown in. Amelia raised one arm and gave a bicep flex. As she did the bicep rose up like a rolling hill. It quivered and
shook gently side to side with the additional liquid around. As Amelia relaxed the bicep didn't immediatly reduce as usual but seemed to wait
a moment enjoying it's size. Before then returning to normal.

The main screen changed again. Harmony's face had changed from a beaming smile, to one of worry. She was looking off to where presumably
Mr Grow was. He appeared to her side shortly and they spoke briefly. Suddenly the machine moved as if being lifted by unseen hands. Mr Grow
hurridly jumped out of the picture as the audience saw the thick trapezious muscles on Harmony's neck bulge and swell. The top of the machine
rose higher and Harmony's head disappeared from view.

At the very bottom of the screen, just visible under the machine could now be seen a pair of feet. They probably shouldn't belong to Harmony
as they were very large feet. Very veiny and really wide apart, almost to the edge of the machine. Next the machine rose into the air again.
This time the most powerful calf muscles were revealed, huge veins covered the balls of muscle and they pulsed briefly as the being rose
on tip toes and down causing the calves to expand even further. The machine seemed to be changing, the sides were beginning to be pushed out.
Finally the machine gave up trying to contain the behemoth that was inside and the door hinge snapped revealing Harmony. Hulk Harmony would
be closer to the truth but maybe not even that was close enough. Mr Grow appeared in the picture, his reference giving the audience a
taste of just how massive Harmony was. Mr Grow still stood far above Harmony's head but she had definitely grown. The growth was out rather
than up! Harmony's shoulders were now so wide that at least three Mr Grow's would be able to stand in the space. There was no way that
Harmony was going to be able to get dressed herself. Her muscles glistening in their glory. She raised her arms in a double biceps pose
that frightened, shocked and excited Mr Grow all at once. Then slowly, ponderously Harmony turned and headed out of the room, not caring
she was naked. It would be unlikely for any clothes to be found for her anyway.

Presently Harmony appeared in the measurement room, clearly wanting to show her superiority. The audience was completely silent, not really
knowing what to make of the hulking behemoth in front of them. A familiar screen update appeared and the audience was stunned by the
measurements

Name                    Height       Weight   Chest     Waist     Biceps     Thighs     Calves
Harmony Chu         4'10"        792lbs       141"        66"        79"         105"          82"

"Oh my" exclaimed the announcer. There were no words that could describe the changes to Harmony. Clearly she was the favorite even above
Magenta.

Harmony appeared in the workout area. She looked around at the weights and flexed her muscles. As she was giving the audience a one
woman muscle show, Magenta and Cyan appeared. Initially they were waving to the crowd but soon caught sight of the massive hulk and
their demeanor changed. Harmony looked up at the two ladies. They were definitely taller, but they looked like bikini competitors
compared to Harmony's gargantuanly beefy body.

Mr Grow appeared, smiling widely. He waved Harmony over to a bench press and began loading weights onto it. Magenta and Cyan headed to the
measurement room unsure of what they had witnessed.

The main screen switched to the measurement room and Magenta's stats came up.
Name                    Height       Weight   Chest     Waist     Biceps     Thighs     Calves
Magenta Foreman   6'9"        428lbs     70"        32"        42"          66"          44"

"Incredible gains, yet somehow disappointing." exclaimed the announcer as Magenta and Cyan headed back to their room.

Meanwhile Mr Grow had finished loading up the bar on the bench. "1,400lbs ladies and gentlemen!" the announcer said in a whisper, astounded
at what she was about to see. Harmony lumbered to the bar and instead of lying on the bench took hold of the bar with both hands and performed
a bicep curl! As she did her arms expanded again, every part of Harmony was fighting for more space. After the third rep, Harmony put the
weight down. Her arms were clearly larger but she was now having difficulty with mobility. It was clear that even with the additional width
Harmony needed more height to fit in any more mass. Unless there was a way for Mr Grow to do that then Harmony was probably at her most
massive. Having said that, she was outweighing Magenta by almost 400lbs so it was pretty much a give in that Harmony and Mr Grow would win.

Harmony headed off to her room again with Mr Grow. Her footsteps clearly audible for sometime after leaving the stage.

The main screen briefly switched to Amelia who was still lying with the tubes feeding liquid into her body. She was looking very bloated
now. Her face had started to take on a moonlike appearance and her once ripped looking physique now looked more like Felicity's powerlifter
physique. Powerful but pudgy. Joe appeared briefly before disappearing again.

The screen changed to show Magenta and Cyan, they were deep in conversation. Motioning towards the various chemicals they still had. At
times Magenta pointed at Cyan, perhaps as if to accuse her of misusing some of their formula. Unless there was some other miracle, then
it was looking unlikely that Magenta was going to be making any more gains.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is eight hours to go!" The announcer said suddenly. Breaking the buzz of conversation around the auditorium.
"Unless the contestants decide to finish early to submit their measurements then there is still time to try to grow!" Cate finished.

Another hour passed uneventfully. Magenta and Cyan finished their argument and seemed to be sulking with each other. Cyan stood up and
headed out of the room. Harmony and Mr Grow seemed to be enjoying the free time that they had. Harmony was noting how easily she could
lift Mr Grow and was starting to try to fashion a make-shift skirt so she could walk around in public. Amelia's body continued to fill
with liquid.

Just before 2pm Cyan rushed into the the auditorium. "Are Harriet or Honor still here?" Cate asked over the microphone. Harriett had gone
home, disappointed in herself but Honor had stayed. She wanted to see the competition out. Honor went up to the announcer and Cyan.
She looked confused and then a look of horror on her face and she ran with Cyan out of the auditorium. The screen that had been Harriett
and Honor's room was switched off.

"Let's see what is happening with Amelia" said Cate, trying to distract the audience. The main screen switched to Amelia and Joe could be
seen now removing the tubes carefully. Each time he did caused Amelia's whole body to ripple and jiggle. He looked concerned as he worked.
After half an hour Joe had removed all of the tubes and Amelia swung around to stand up. As she swung, her whole body wobbled and jiggled.
She looked much more like a chubby woman than the bodybuilder she had seemed to be only a few hours ago. Her pectorals looked more like
breasts swinging like pendulums. This wasn't what the audience had in mind and they began to jeer, holler and boo.

Amelia appeared in the auditorium amidst the catcalling and jeers. She looked terrified as she headed to the weight area. Instead she
continued on and arrived in the measurement room. As she said there, looking at her newly chubby body the stats came up on screen and
she began to sob.
Name                    Height   Weight  Chest  Waist  Biceps  Thighs  Calves
Amelia Sandford    5'3"       220lbs   38"     28"    16"       24"      18"

She had definitely gained size but was much more like Felicity than a bodybuilder. Joe arrived and consouled her, eventually he coaxed
her to head to the weight area. They headed to the bench press, the lift that had first began Amelia's transformation. The crowd quietened,
perhaps the liquid would work as before?

Joe added weight until he thought there was enough on the bar. "Wow, 600lbs!" exclaimed Cate excitely.

Amelia steeled herself, raised the bar and lowered it. Down, then up one rep done. The crowd started to clap and shout, "down, up, down, up"
in time to her reps. Each time the bar went up, Amelia's body shook slightly and her muscles seemed to be sprouting under the skin.
By the 20th rep, Amelia was enjoying the attention and kept going. Her body was swelling faster and faster now. Eventually she racked the
weight and sat up. As she flexed a double bicep pose Amelia realised she couldn't see her biceps. Her shoulders were too huge and squashed
against her trapezious muscles. She moved to flex her chest in a most muscular. Her pectorals were so large she could only just see her
knees.
Amelia stood up. She looked a bit like a cartoon bodybuilder. Her upper body was massively developed but her lower body although it looked
powerful, was completely dwarfed by her upper body.

Encouraged Amelia followed Joe to the squat rack. "800lbs ladies and gentlemen!" the announced said, whispers ran around the room like a
mouse scurrying to escape a cat. In the squat rack Amelia stood and then took the weight. Once again the audience clapped and shouted
up, down like some sort of chant. As Amelia squatted her lower body responded. Just as her upper body had done, her lower body filled
out and out and expanded.

As Amelia was squatting, the sound of very heavy foot falls could be heard. The main screen switched to where Harmony was. She sat on
the floor and seemed to be listening to the sound too. What else could be making the sound?

The auditorium fell into a hush. Amelia continued to squat not realising what was happening. On stage was a figure so grotesquely muscled,
so enormous, so impossible. The figure was standing with it's back to the audience and had to walk in a sideways shuffle. The thighs
and calves so developed that there was no way to walk normally. The legs were bent in a permant 120 degree angle to ensure enough
space existed between the gargantuan calves and the humongous hamstrings. The glutes bulged out at the audience in brilliant 3D, striated
so much that they appeared to have been created by a 3D artist. The back was immense, the lats flared out so far that it seemed the stage
was disappearing. The figure's arms were out to the side, again bent in a way that the shoulders, traps, biceps and triceps all fitted
in to the space. The 5'6" behemoth stood still, muscles slowly rising and falling with it's breathe.

Amelia racked the weight and turned. Aware now of the giant figure on the stage. Amelia's face grew wide and she looked confused. She rushed
off the stage into the measurement room.

On stage the figure waited, muscles on muscles on muscles. The audience erupted into cheers and they heard more heavy foot steps. The screen
showed Harmony leaving her room.

In the measurement room Amelia was checking on her stats;
Name                    Height   Weight  Chest  Waist  Biceps  Thighs  Calves
Amelia Sandford    5'3"       313lbs   44"     26"    26"       40"      28"

After Amelia's measurements were done, Harmony arrived on stage. Although she was monstrous, she felt small compared to the figure.
Harmony flexed a bicep as best and hard as she could. The figure laughed, a deep feminine bass voice then said, "Not bad but you are
tiny" with that the figure seemed to begin to inflate. Not just the biceps but every muscle began to swell. The figure rotated on one
foot. The audience gasped, surrounded by the monstrous muscles the dirty blonde hair girl's face grinned. Only yesterday she had been a
skinny volunteer who was denied by the judges. Today she was showing the audience what was possible if you took an opportunity.

Honor appeared on stage triumphantly, the suit works! She was crying tears of joy.

"Unconventional but we cannot let your athlete compete." stated the announcer.

"Let's get some final stats and call it I think." said Cate and waited for the results.

As a tribute to Honor and Harriett, Carla (the blonde hair girl) was able to be measured, although it wouldn't count. There was of
course no before measurement for her either.

Final statistics

Name                    Height       Weight   Chest     Waist     Biceps     Thighs     Calves Amelia Sandford      5'3"        313lbs       44"        26"       26"          40"          28" Harriett Savage*     5'7"         112lbs      34"        22"       11"          16"          12" Felicity Grogan*      6'7"         278lbs      44"        40"       21"          29"          23" Harmony Chu         4'10"       792lbs       141"      66"       79"         105"         82" Magenta Foreman   6'9"        428lbs        70"       32"       42"          66"           44" Carla Studeman     5'6"       1148lbs      172"       78"      111"         180"        132" *Withdrawn

Mr Grow was declared the winner, Harmony having gained over 700lbs of muscle. Every inch of her had been developed as far as humanly
possible, while maintaining a quality of life.

Harmony was ecstatic with her new size and strength. She went on to become a competitor
in the strongest person in the world. In fact she was the strongest person in the world. Despite Carla having more mass and strength
she could barely position herself to make use of it.

Felicity continued as a powerlifter. Her height made her a formidable competitor, she continued to gain mass and strength and competed
at a bodyweight of over 400lbs during her 20 year career.

Magenta and Cyan, became world famous as a wrestling team the Towers of Powers. They were signed on by the WWE and dominated the women's
events and men's as well.

Amelia continued to work out and competed in local untested bodybuilding competitions. She continued to grow as the serum was still in
her system long after the competition. After three months, she had gained another 75lbs. How that went, I can't say. That sounds like
it might be another story.

[Lupus753]

I feel sorry for Carla, but I overall like how this story turned out.

[Baalphegor]

This is the final story in the Too Much Muscle saga

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Dmitry had fled the second country in as many years. As a researcher in the field of muscle regeneration he had been working with bodybuilders in the Ukraine, until his credentials had been questioned and he felt he had to leave.

Dmitry had then moved to Brazil, there he had tested a number of female subjects with varied results. However one of the subjects had blown up to an insane size, perhaps seven or eight hundred pounds. The poor woman's heart had probably given up from the excessive growth and pumping of the blood around her vast vein structure.

Now Dmitry had found himself in China, where he had managed to gain access to a small weightlifting team where he could assist with nutrition and hoped to continue his research.

He entered the large warehouse using his key.

It was early, very early as he had found the weightlifters started at five in the morning. He wanted to get in beforehand to check on his latest machine.

Dmitry turned on the light switches, the old florescent bulbs hummed and glowed dimly after blinking a few times.

Dmitry headed to his makeshift office. It used to be a storage room, he slid open one of the big doors to reveal a small desk with some papers on it. A machine about the size of a snack vending machine stood against one end of the room, an examination table near to it.

Dmitry went to his notes and began to check his latest calculations.

Next thing he knew, Dmitry became aware of huffing and puffing. The training had begun.

Dmitry opened the door to his room with a large pad attached to a clipboard to take notes.

First he headed straight over to a slim woman wearing a navy skirt suit. "Nee hau" he said and bowed to the woman. "Nee hau" she replied and went back to striding around the gymnasium.

Every now and then she would bark orders or instructions in Mandarin. Dmitry looked around, the women's team he had agreed to help had been struggling in their competitions. None had come close to even placing in their competitions in the last two years, and now only two sponsors remained. One was threatening to withdraw funding if there was no winner produced in the next meet.

There were only five in the team; Echo, a 22 year old who had left university to focus on weightlifting as a passion, Sunny a 30 year old woman who had been training since she was five for the olympics. She never made it there, despite her hard work she was always left behind the rest of the pack. Lucy, a 35 year old single mother and her daughter 18 year old Alice. Finally there was Zoe, a wiry girl of seventeen. She had a lot of heart and Madame had allowed her to join to keep up numbers in the team.

"Come!" barked the woman in the suit. Dmitry followed her to the office space in the gymnasium. "Yes Madame" he replied tersely.

"So, you been here for one month now, competition in two weeks time, how are you helping team?" Madame asked. Dmitry had no idea what her real name was and wondered briefly if it was Madame Madame.
"Well" he began a little unsure, "I have tweaked all of your athletes programmes as best as I can...." "We need more improvement!" interjected Madame forcefully.
"Yes, and I think I can help but it could be dangerous." He told Madame about his research and machine and the effects it had on his previous testing.
"Okay, we use it" said Madame as soon as he finished. "Excuse me?" Dmitry burst out.
Madame strode away from him, and called out in Mandarin.

The weightlifting team assembled in front of Madame and she explained a few things over a couple of minutes. The team looked at each other and then headed towards Dmitry's room. Madame motioned Dmitry to join them.

"Okay, make improvements" Madame said.

Nodding, Dmitry went to set up the apparatus. As he did, Madame had already selected a first person. Dmitry turned to find Sunny standing before him. She looked down shyly with her dark brown bob shrouding her face.

Dmitry explained the process to them all and then set about rubbing in a liquid all over Sunny's body. Sunny was in the under 58kg class and her current weight was 60kg, the reduction in weight was done close to the competition to ensure maximum strength retention. The next class was 63kg.

Dmitry fiddled with dials and covered Sunny with electrodes. Eventually Dmitry was ready. "Begin!" demanded Madame and Dmitry obeyed.

The machine and electrodes hummed and Sunny began to feel a warm tingling sensation. She was able to stand for the process but she could feel every muscle throbbing. After about five minutes the machine shut down and Sunny felt the tingling sensation stop.

Madame spoke a few words and Sunny headed out to the gymnasium. The team watched as Sunny went and performed a clean and jerk. The 100 kg weight shot up like it had never done before for her. Beaming she dropped the weight. "More!" called Madame and two of the team added more weight, 120 kg now. Again Sunny steeled herself and lifted. "More!" Madame called out, 140 kg now. This time more of a struggle but Sunny managed the lift. Madame looked very pleased. The clean and jerk world record was 141 kg so Sunny was very close to breaking it!

Excitedly the rest of the team jostled to use the machine.

Over the next hour, the team all received treatment from the machine and were all astounded to find their lifts increase by about 20%. Madame looked very pleased indeed. The only thing she wasn't sure about was how the team had all gained about 5 kg each, putting them into the next weight class. However the amount they were lifting should mean they would all place if not win their categories.

Pleased with their results Madame went to Dmitry, "You are a great man, help us win. Take the rest of the day off" and patted him on the back.

Dmitry bowed and left the warehouse.

Having been so impressed with the results, Madame allowed the team to finish early as well. Something unheard of. "Tomorrow we resume our training." She said.

The women left the gymnasium heading off to enjoy the rest of the day.

Madame looked around the room and after being sure no one was around she went to lock the entrance door. Zoe was at the door and was just opening it. "Madame" she said bowing to let her out. "Training finished" said Madame teaching for the door.

The two looked at each other in a brief stand off. Zoe looked at the ground and bowed lower. "Madame I wish for another chance of the machine." She requested, "I am not as great as the others but I feel the machine can help me further." She explained.

Madame thought for a moment. Zoe has gone from 40 kg to 44 kg and could almost lift enough to place in the under 48kg category. Another session might allow Zoe to place unless she went up to the next weight class.

"Dmitry has..." Madame began, "Come in quickly" she said changing her mind.

Madame locked the door and the pair went into the room.

Using their combined knowledge of the earlier proceedings, the found the liquid and applied the electrodes as they had seen Dmitry do to Zoe.

Eventually Madame thought they were ready and went to look at the machine. She has been trying to see what Dmitry had set up on the machine. There was a large dial and a sliding button. Madame didn't recall the slider being used previously and knew the women all had five minutes of treatment. In the side of the machine there were two switches. One up and one down.

Unfortunately neither the dial not the slider had labels, obviously Dmitry was still to complete the machine fully. No matter, thought Madame, I can turn it on and use my watch to time.

"We begin" said Madame unceremoniously and flicked the switches on. The machine sprang to life, humming insistently. Madame watched Zoe as her body quivered from the stimulation. Zoe's body was enjoying the stimulation and her muscles were bulging in appreciation.

Keeping an eye on the time, Madame turned the machine off as her watch neared five minutes.

Zoe helped Madame to remove the electrodes and she went to the scales. Zoe did not look as with as before, in fact she was looking quite shapely now. She stepped on the scales, "52 kg!" she said beaming. "Astounding" Madame exclaimed, "Twice as much as last time, you are in another weight category now."

"Let's test out my strength" said Zoe excitedly rushing out to the weights.

Starting with a clean and jerk Zoe quickly added more and more weight. Madame was stunned to see Zoe reach and then surpass Sunny's effort for the day. Eventually at 160kg she failed. That's incredible, Zoe has gone from an average lifter to breaking world records. It didn't count not being in an official competition but Madam knew Zoe could break it.

Spurred on by her huge progress, Zoe looked at Madame with a clean in eye. She wanted more.

"No Zoe, not today" Madame said sternly. Zoe knew her place and nodded. "But I do have a job for you" added Madame. "Please set up some weight for me, maybe 110kg"

Zoe did as she was told, while Madame began to undress. She removed her navy suit jacket and her heels. Pulling off her skirt leaving her tan pantyhose on. Madame then took off her powder blue blouse to reveal a bright red leotard complete with Chinese flag. The leotard she wore when she used to compete in weight lifting. Achieving best clean and jerk of 125 kg. Madame still lifted occasionally but her competing days were over.

Madame performed a few reps with the 110kg weight, jealous of how Zoe had now surpassed her. Then she motioned for Zoe to join her at the machine.

As they had done for Zoe, they removed Madame's clothing and applied the liquid. Then attached the electrodes. "Ten minutes" said Madame. Zoe nodded, only fair her coach should have the same time she had and looked at the machine. Zoe had seen where Dmitry had set five minutes and set the dial to what would be twice as far.

Madame was ready, Zoe switched both switches and the machine started to hum.
Zoe watched Madame as her muscles pulsed an quivered. She was in decent shape and her muscles were still prominent. As the minutes went by Madame's muscles gradually began to expand. Zoe could see Madame had gained a bit of size and looked at the dial, halfway. Looking back to Madame, Zoe noticed her coaches muscles shaking vigorously.

With wide eyes, Zoe saw Madame's muscles swell outwards. Visibly larger the muscles seemed to be shaking more and more. Zoe couldn't move her eyes away, frozen in place she continued to observe the changes to Madame.

Madame's growth seemed to be ever increasing. Zoe watched as her coaches muscles ballooned out massively. Every fibre was visible and her physique was taking on a look of the hulk. Each muscle was so pronounced, Madame would have made an excellent medical model for muscular structural lectures.

Eventually the humming stopped and the shaking and growth of Madame's muscles halted. Madame looked down and her vision was confronted with huge pectoral muscles. Veins turned in them, pumping precious oxygen around her body. She flexed an arm and observed as a huge bicep swelled even larger.

"Ma...Madame?" asked Zoe tentatively. "Prepare me a weight Zoe" she cracked, "200kg"
"Yes Madame" said Zoe and rushed out to the gymnasium.

Inside the room, Madame spent some time checking her physique. She felt mind bogglingly huge. Stepping on the scales, she watched as the digits zipped past 55kg where the usually stopped and sailed up to settle on 102kg.

Wow, what have I done? She wondered. In a bit of a daze she picked up her pantyhose and tried to pull them over her newly enhanced mass. Next she stepped with some difficulty into her leotard and pulled it up.

Zoe saw Madame step out of the room towards her. She could see the clothing was not succeeding at containing her newly swollen physique.

The pantyhose covered parts of her massively muscles legs, but had holes throughout exposing her bare flesh. Her leotard leg holes were completely filled by the tops of her thighs. Madames chest was too huge for the top part though. Instead she had made use of an elastic exercise band and safety pins to hold the top up. This left her whole back exposed and the front in a slightly strange position.

Madame reached Zoe and smiled. Straight to the bar assumed her stance and after one breath, lifted. The bar lifted up with ease to her hands and she pressed the bar straight up into a snatch. Incredible! Madame dropped the bar. She could win the heavyweight category with a lift like that, yet it was easy.

Madame spent the afternoon with Zoe testing out their newfound strength. They headed home in the early evening.

At home Madame rang Dmitry and explained how he had achieved the results she wanted and to let him know his services wouldn't be required any longer. He was welcome to his research notes but the machine was built by the team's funding so it was staying there. Madame agreed to pay Dmitry two months salary severance and bonus of one week per team member winning their class and an extra week of her team won the overall competition.

Poor Dmitry didn't have a choice, he attempted to enter the gymnasium that evening but the locks has been changed. Dejectedly he headed back home and went to organise tickets to watch the weight lifting competition. At least he could watch the results of his work and keep Madame honest.

The next morning the team arrived one by one to the gymnasium. They found Zoe in the gymnasium, her leotard slightly stretched across her body. The inflation of the previous day, meant her clothing was mostly quite right, but not unbearably so. Zoe was bigger than the day before.

They were then amazed as Zoe proceeded to clean and jerk 120kg. Something they all thought she would never achieve.

Zoe answered the questions they had and confessed to having used the machine again. Just as they were wondering about the machine the door to the gym opened. Everyone turned and stared.

Filling the doorway was an immensely muscled figure. Despite the t-shirt stretched across the chest, the development of the pectoral and bubbles of and were obviously straining against the fabric. A pair of monstrous legs were topped by black shorts and bookends with white socks and black lifters shoes.

"Join me" said Madame as she strode purposefully to the room. There she weighed each of the women. There were a number of categories so if she could have a lifter in as many different categories and they won their class would give the best chance for the team trophy.

Zoe was 52 kg so would be in the 53 kg class.

Sunny weighed 65kg, putting her in the 69kg class so there was a bit of room there. Madame made a note.

Lucy weighed 66kg, also putting her into the 69kg class. Her strength was not as great as Sunny however.

Echo weighed 68kg, and was the best technical lifter in the team. Madame figured she would keep Echo using her natural talent in that weight class.

Alice weighed 54 kg putting her in the under 58kg class, so a bit more room there too.
Then Madame shocked the class by announcing her return to lifting in the heavyweight class. It was obvious to the class that she would win her events.

Next, Madame began sorting out the team. Echo went off to work on her technique. Getting close to the competition they were now focussed on staying flexible, maintaining power and conserving energy.

Next Madame needed to work out a bit more mass for Alice. Previously five minutes had seen a 4 or 5 kg increase so she figured on 4 minutes to be safe.

They set about the preparations. Soon it was time.

Madame switched the machine on and kept an eye on the time and an eye on Alice. After about four minutes, Madame switched off the machine. The others removed the electrodes and Alice was bundled onto the scales. "Perfect!" remarked Madame, "57kg" close to the ideal weight.

Now there was Sunny and Lucy, both weighing around 65kg, putting them in the 69kg class that Echo was in. Ideally Madame wanted someone in the 63 kg class as she herself would be in the class above.

While Madame was pondering the challenge, Lucy said, "What does this do?" pointing at another button none of them had seen before. As the other buttons, this one did not have a label. It could be switched into a down or up position, presumably on and off. After clicking it a few times Lucy remarked, "I don't remember how it was when I found it." She left it in the depressed state.

Madame decided seeing as Lucy had fiddled with the machine that she could go next. She would get a small boost for 2 minutes which would keep her in the same class as Echo and should hopefully take 2nd.

Once everything was ready Madame switched the machine on. As before Lucy's body quivered. This time something seemed different. Lucy had a slightly pained expression on her face. Unsure of what was happening Madame switched off the machine after three minutes.

The others helped Lucy out of the electrodes and she stepped on the scales. "64 kg" Sunny  said, "But that's less than before"

So the button perhaps reversed the growth? Eager to test it Madame had Sunny connect poor Lucy back up to the electrodes where she spent another three minutes of pain.

Afterwards she was taken to the scales. 62kg! It worked. Lucy was sent out to train with Echo as Madame sized up Sunny.

After time deciding, Sunny broke the silence by suggesting she was happy and would try to compete with Echo.

Pleased with the outcome, Madame was happy to let the team proceed with their training for the day.

Two weeks later, at the competition Dmitry was sitting in the stands along with a number of others waiting for the competition to begin. The lifting was split into two areas, one for the women and one for the men.

First up the women's 48kg snatch. There were twenty competitors, none that Dmitry recognised. He was expecting to see Zoe. Dmitry watched as they lifted, some ecstatic with their results and others were left disappointed. Next they proceeded with the clean and jerk. Similar results and eventually the top three were awarded their medals.

Next the 53kg class. Finally he saw Zoe's name in the list and wondered why she was competing in this class. His wonderment vanished when Zoe came out in her team colours. Dmitry's treatment had paid off, she looked like the class was perfect for her physique. She was attempting to jerk 120kg. Dmitry watched as Zoe performed a perfect lift. Incredibly about 40kg more than he had seen ever manage before. This put her in first place.

Next the clean and jerk. All other competitors had tried their lifts until finally with 150kg on the bar Zoe came out. The crowd grew hushed, the weight was 25kg more than the best lift so far. Zoe bent down and lifted, with ease it seemed. She beamed at the crowd and headed out as more weight was added. 160kg, success! Again she went off the stage. This time 180kg was on the bar, this would be a world record of successful.

Zoe bent down confidently. She breathed in and out a few times and then she was away. Exactly as she had done thousands of times before her technique was pretty close to flawless and the bar was overhead. The crowd roared, the lift was good! A new world record!

Dmitry was amazed, Zoe had improved much more than he thought possible. He wondered about his other old team lifters.

He didn't have to wait long, Alice was in the very next class, the 58kg class.

Lucy was in the next class the under 63 kg. Strangely she looked a bit off, like she had lost too much weight and energy. She did well but ended up placing 5th, very respectable.

Next class was the 69kg class. Dmitry recognised both Sunny and Echo in this class. Sunny was the first of the two to lift, attempting a jerk of 100kg. Success! Next up was Echo attempting the same, perfect lift. Now 110kg was on the bar, Sunny failed her attempt, but Echo was successful. Sunny raised the weight again, knowing she needed to beat Echo. 130kg on the bar and again a hushed crowd. Success! Sunny jumped up and down. Echo needed stay close to Sunny to have a shot at winning so she attempted the same weight, a valiant attempt but it was too much and she recorded a no lift.

Next the clean and jerk, the crowd were waiting for Sunny and Echo to return. One by one the other competitors completed their lifts. Then Echo came out, attempting 135kg, success! Next Sunny came out, 135kg as well, she only needed to equal Echo to win. Success as well.

Next 145kg for Echo, another success but Sunny also completed the lift. Finally Echo went all out, she needed to make up 20kg she was behind Sunny on the Jerk.175kg on the bar she approached slowly. Having had to argue with Madame for the weight she was unsure of how it would pan out. The timer started to beep as it neared time. Echo lowered herself and heaved. The bar rose to her chest as she squatted low, then in a fluid motion with perfect form she stood up. Sterling herself as her body quivered with the weight she yelled and pressed the weight up simultaneously splitting her legs in a lunge and pushed up hard. Eventually standing fully, there green lights! She had done it!

Watching from the side Sunny was very impressed. Madame suggested she attempt 160kg, which would be enough to win. Sunny wanted to win in style though and instead 200kg was set on the bar. Sunny bent low and heaved the bar, but she lost her balance and fell backwards, no lift. Echo proudly received her first place medal and Sunny second place. Fantastic results so far, thought Dmitry, three fiirsts and a second.

The final class was the heavyweights, Dmitry was thinking about how well the team had done and decided he should go and congratulate the team.

Dmitry reached the back area and was looking around for the team. Most of the heavy weights had lifted in the Jerk already and were sitting with coaches and teammates. He found the team standing at the side of the stage and headed over.

He couldn't see Madame so instead went to congratulate Lucy when he saw a figure onstage. It was extremely muscular, so much so he wasn't sure it could be a woman. She dumped the huge weight on the ground and with muscles rippling turned to walk offstage. To Dmitry's surprise he recognised Madames stern face sitting atop the brawny body. She smiled as she approached, "you certainly earned your money today" she remarked. The crew onstage were adding even more weight, "Would you believe I am stronger now You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login my peak Olympic career?" She enquired. Dmitry eyes her muscles and quickly estimated her side to have doubled, "I think you are amazing" he replied simply.

"Watch this" Madame said and with that carried her bulk back to the stage. "300kg" whispered Zoe. Madame didn't bother with any ritual, she simply seemed to bend down and then stand up with the weight overheard. There green lights. Madame returned to the women to wait again. She smiled at Dmitry, "I have done 500kg before, but I want to take my time building up", Madame explained and headed back to the stage. This time a bit of a warm up and settling of herself but 400kg was easily jerked up by Madame.

Dmitry congratulated the team and hurried off. Madame was a surprise but he didn't put it past her. The amount of weight and strength she had gained was incredible though.

He thought about what to write in his email as he headed home on the train.

Madame was a huge success at the competition, she easily surpassed the other heavyweight competitors, both men and women. Additionally the team has won the prestigious team award. More importantly to Madame, the team could now get new sponsorship as well as maintaining the existing ones.

[blah8884]

Wow, glad to see another episode, though I do wish we could've seen what would happen with the Brazilian girls. A little sad that no one in this competition decided to go all out for a longer time. Great job in any case!

[confucius0620]

keep going! would love to see more of the muscle monsters of your previous story

[blah8884]

Oh, and if you want to link the topics together. Baalphegor posted a new segment that continues the Too Much Muscle Universe focusing on the brazillian girls from the second story:

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