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Dawn was born to a Chinese mother and Dutch father. Growing up as a little girl, she had shown a propensity to jump around the house and roll on the floor, because she was energetic. At 12, she took a liking to gymnastics and by the age of 14 was a gold medalist at the inter-school athletics meet. Because of her extensive gym training, Dawn developed a healthy musculature that was immediately noticable.
She also had a people-friendly personality and drew many friends as a result. Upon entering high school, everyone wanted to be Dawn's friend. She soon developed a liking to late-night partying, and would often spend the weekends dancing away at Zouk, much to the displeasure of her parents. Fortunately, good grades and a healthy physique dispelled mum and dad's worries that their daughter was becoming decadent.
Dawn didn't want to attach herself to anyone. Although many, many guys tried to vie for her, she was never really devoted herself to one person especially. The numerous photos taken on her outings showed her posing flirtaciously with different guys, and this added fire to those who grew jealous of Dawn.
Varsity swimming, varsity track and field, gymnastics…Dawn was as heavily involved with these as she was with partying and socializing. Her coaches were impressed at her performance, and many agreed that Dawn was born to be an athlete; one that could compete in the olympics. Dawn liked how her body became more developed as the months progressed and pretty soon became fond of wearing revealing clothing, showing off her athletic and well-muscled body: Toned arms and abs, and shapely legs. With some students, Dawn's name would be first mentioned whenever there was a discussion on which girl in school was the most buff, though many more agreed that she was fit, not necessarily buff.
As her popularity grew, so did the slander. There were rumors on student blogs that she was involved in a catfight with another girl. There were rumors that she had extensive plastic surgery. A few hate sites sprang up, although the perpetrators were identified and promptly suspended from school. The reverberations of all this impacted Dawn, and along with the incidents at Zouk, and the freeloaders trying to vie for her attention, she began to think. She began to grow sick of all the false friends trying to attach themselves to her, as well as those who tried to slander and smear her.
She needed an idea; something that would cut off all the freeloaders, all the lying, and all the jealousy in one instant. Such an idea came to her when she noticed how easily she could build muscle in weightlifting.
Dawn was now a sophomore at college, and her body was now so ripped that her muscles appeared to be flexed all the time. She had gone through one of the worst moments of her life when she tried to build muscle too fast, and since then decided to take it easy and do it at a more gradual pace.
Although she was not as huge as she was during her steroid abuse, Dawn had grown noticeably bigger. As mentioned, the most dramatic change was that her body was unbelievably ripped, every single muscle bulging even when she was relaxed.
One of the most significant moments in her life came during the mid-term winter ball. Because there wasn’t a single guy who asked her to the ball, she decided to go anyway and hang around her best friends. Her gown could barely contain her massive body. Upon arriving at the ball, Dawn was greeted with disgusted stares, which by now she was used to.
The winter ball was kicked off with plenty of loud music and dancing. Dawn, still retaining her party animal ways, worked her way into the throng and began to dance like she always did. She went wild with her friends and for a moment, felt like she was back in her pre-muscular days.
Unbeknownst to Dawn, her constant gyrating was taking its toll on her dress. While Dawn was pumping her arms in the air to the beat of the dance music, the flimsy straps holding her dress to her shoulders snapped apart. The top half of Dawn’s dress hung limply below her waistline, exposing thick, massive pectoral muscles where her breasts used to be. The lower portion of her dress soon followed, splitting in two as Dawn continued to dance. Her entire dress fluttered onto the dance floor, rendering Dawn completely naked in her full, muscular glory.
Then, one of the girls nearby stepped on Dawn’s dress and slipped on it. She fell onto the floor and screamed, causing surrounding students to turn around and look. As they turned to look, they all saw a completely exposed Dawn. Dawn suddenly came out of her dance trance and realized the people around her weren’t dancing. She turned around to face the crowd, who saw for the first time that Dawn’s breasts were now massive plates of muscle. There was much screaming as she quickly snatched her tattered dress off the floor and tried feebly to cover herself up. Dawn, extremely embarrassed, kept her head down and struggled to make her way off the dance floor to the restroom.
She then thought of something. She stopped pushing her way through the crowd, and slowly turned around. Amidst the gawking stares and the thumping music, Dawn stood confident. She threw her dress to the floor and lowered her arms, once again exposing her entire body to the crowd. Dawn, smiling confidently, slowly held her arms out, clenched her fists, and slowly brought them up, striking a double biceps pose. Her enormous 17 inch arms bulged to insanely huge proportions. Dawn then brought her arms down and, giggling girlishly, put her hands together and flexed her pectorals, showing the deep striations that resulted from her long workouts. She continued to pose fully naked, like a bodybuilder, in front of the dumbstruck crowd. A couple of girls began to pass out. Some others stood entranced, other not knowing how to react, and others moving to the far end of the dance floor. It was surreal. It was the winter ball, and right on the dance floor was a naked, monstrously muscular 20 year old girl, flexing her muscles and posing.
After almost a minute of that, she quickly picked her tattered dress up and continued her path to the ladies’. At that point there was more gawking and awe than dancing and whooping. Dawn left the dance floor satisfied. She wasn’t going to be embarrassed by her body or let others’ perception of her bring her down; at that point she truly embraced her immense muscularity.
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