Gina’s Concert

[The First One]

Gina was barely even backstage after her most recent concert before her agent told her that her parents had called.  Her grandmother (on her father's side) was dead.  Gina grieved during the leadup to the funeral, but wasn't really surprised, given that the old woman had been battling cancer for the better part of two years. 

Her grandmother's lawyer gave her a small box the old woman had apparently left her after the funeral.  After getting home Gina opened it to find a silver bracelet engraved with symbols she couldn't recognize, along with a note saying 'I made this for you.  It wasn't easy, so be sure not to abuse it.'  Gina wasn't sure what that meant (or if it really meant anything, her grandmother had always been a bit odd) but the bracelet was pretty. 

At her next concert, a few months later, she was wearing it.  As she walked out onto the stage and the audience, filling the stadium, started applauding, she stopped in confusion for a moment.  Her floor-length, glittery, backless red dress suddenly felt a bit tighter than usual.  She quickly dismissed it as either her imagination or her having gained a few pounds, and kept walking to the microphone, trying to ignore it.  But throughout the first song, it only got worse.  The only thing she was wearing that didn't feel any tighter by the end of the song was the bracelet. While waiting for the audience to calm down before starting her next song, Gina realized that the microphone was lower than she remembered.  Reaching down to adjust it she realized no, it was all the way up like it had been before.  So she must have somehow gotten taller.  Looking down to examine her body, she saw that her previously large B-small C breasts were now at least in the lower D range, and her arms looked muscular.  She kept fit, and had always been fairly toned, but now, apart from her breasts, she looked like a track star.  And, she realized, she felt good.  More alive and full of energy than she ever had.  She wasn't sure how but she instinctively knew to keep going.  By the end of the second song, she had grown from her original five and a half feet or so to at least six foot, with breasts like a porn star, and her muscles... she remembered an amateur female bodybuilder she had briefly roomed with in college, and could tell she was at least as muscular as that girl had been by now. And she wanted more.  During the next song, her arms burst out of her dress sleeves, growing from fourteen inches around to fifteen, sixteen, seventeen... by the end of this one she was more buff than most men, and knew she was stronger than any.  She kept going.  By the end of the next song she was at least seven feet tall with watermelon-sized biceps, pecs larger than her breasts, a bulging, defined six-pack (with a hint of two more below) and legs thicker than most men's waists.  During the final chorus she had torn out of her dress, leaving her only in her straining bra and panties, but she didn't care.  She wanted more, and her spellbound audience would give her more.  By the time she finished the first verse of the next song she was completely naked except for the bracelet.  Good.  Her body was becoming so amazing she didn't want to cover it ever again.  It was a cold night, but she didn't even feel it.  During the next song she realized she could see people all the way back in the cheap seats as if she was standing right next to them, could hear every awed whisper from the audience and backstage, and was still growing.  The microphone only came up to halfway up her massive, ripped eight-pack, but her powerful lungs were able to more than make up for that.  Eventually, the show ended.  Gina, now tall enough to use her microphone stand as a dildo, flexed her entire gigantic, hulking frame and blew a kiss at her audience, producing a powerful gust of wind, before leaping up into the night sky.  Her new goddess' body was aching to be used, and for the entire world to see.

[The First One]

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[ArkhamAsylum]

A great story. I hope there will be a sequel.