[El_Roy_1999]

She looks cool. I probably wouldn't date her (she's a smoker) but as the germans say, I wouldn't push her off my bed's edge either.

Really nice rendition.

[El_Roy_1999]

I guess I should surprise you, but: All of the above! Small BIG small but Eeevil!

New body image

The woman’s face was distorted by an expression of deep disgust. She sat on the hard Japanese cushion and stared at her ex-schoolmate with utter revulsion. She had expected the worst from Nina, but this had clearly astonished her. When she had opened the door, her obscene form had been somewhat disguised by the oversized kimono, but now, all those awfully ugly muscles were showing amidst layers of fat. Colleen had spent years starving herself and desperately eating right while spending endless days on fat-burning contraptions. She had achieved what none of her schoolmates would have thought possible. Her awkward, bulky form had changed into a thin, lithe and elegant look, her repulsively bloated face had become graceful and sophisticated. Her host smiled broadly at her, letting her powerful throat and neck muscles bulge.
“So you’ve made it big. That’s cool.” Nina was genuinely happy for her designer friend. The last weeks had fulfilled all of her life’s wishes so quickly, she could hardly muster enough hard feelings to try bearing their ancient grudge. Colleen smiled weakly.
“You too. I mean, you’re big. In a physical kind of way.” She avoided Nina’s gaze.
“Do you like it? Look at this.” Nina flexed her enormous arm, showing a bowling ball-sized biceps. Suddenly, Colleen felt violently sick. She excused herself to the bathroom as quickly as possible. Nina felt strange. Her “nemesis” was no longer interesting, and creeping her out was hardly satisfying. Just as she thought about what she should do next, her phone rang.
“Hi Nina, this is Frank. We just wanted to tell you that we have a new version available, and that we can bring it to your place.”
“Great. I can come and pick it up, if you prefer.”
“No problem. We need to get out once in a while, you know. Where shall we bring it to?”
Nina gave them her address. Minutes later, Louisa received a text message, telling her what she wanted to know. She quickly walked over to her assembled troops and ordered two of them to get rid of Nina. The others were sent to the government district, the radio and television stations and to military command. They swarmed out quickly in teams of eight.
Seconds later, Nina’s doorbell rang. Colleen was still in the bathroom, being sick. Jacob stood outside. As soon as Nina opened, his jaw dropped.
“Wow. Are you Nina?” he asked.
“I am, yes. And you are?”
“I’m Jacob.”
“The Jacob? As in Kim’s love interest Jacob?”
“Yes. Can I come in?”
“Sure. Make yourself at home.” That’s a pretty one, she thought. No wonder Kim eventually fell in love with him.
Jacob quickly walked in, then told her about Kim’s fate.
“I already called a lawyer, but since our family advocate just betrayed me, it’s no personal friend, and since I’m penniless now, he won’t quicken his pace.” Nina absorbed the information as quickly as she could.
“Do you know which police station they brought her to? We could go there and see if we can help her.” Jacob nodded, but he had no idea about the policemen’s destination. He suggested phoning the police stations, so as to find out where she had been brought to. Nina searched for the phone book and looked for the relevant numbers. Once she found them, she said:
“You call those, I call the other ones. Since she’s easily recognisable, it won’t be difficult to find out.”
“Sure. By the way, who’s in the bathroom? It sounds awful!”
“It’s a friend of mine. She doesn’t like my looks, I think.” Jacob gave her a surprised look, which lingered longer on her amazing shoulders than necessary and started dialling the first number. After a dozen calls, they actually managed to find out that she’d been brought to the central police station. (There had been some bureaucratic mix-up which made them loose time.) At last, Colleen got out of the bathroom and asked:
“Who is this cute guy? What are you doing?”
“This is Jacob, and we’re looking for…” She couldn’t finish her sentence as her two main windows flew into shards.

[El_Roy_1999]

Righto!
That's exactly what I mean.

[El_Roy_1999]

You are, I hope, aware of the laws of final fantasy boss management?

[El_Roy_1999]

A longer one for today!

Deal with the devil

It was easy to see Jacob’s struggle with himself. He stared blankly at his sister, who barely managed not to laugh. Finally, he lowered his eyes.
“It’s okay. You can have the money. Just leave us alone and don’t destroy my project. It’s not expensive, but I’m really fond of it.”
“It’s fine by me. I’m sorry it’s so out of place, but if you could just step over to my car, we can sign the contract right away.”
She led the way, showing them an older upper class limousine. They got in and found Helena and Mr. Sonborough waiting for them. Louisa signalled the driver to start the car.
“They’re just witnesses, so let’s get it done.”
Minutes later, the papers were signed. Louisa smiled happily, then drove them to her father’s house. As they got out of the car, she lowered the window and added:
“Thanks a lot. By the way, Jacob, I’d really like to see you out of the house by tomorrow and Kim, I heard the police are looking for a woman your size. I took the liberty of calling them, to clear this up. Enjoy the anti-terrorist legislation and be sure to get a newspaper tomorrow!” The car drove away, just as the police arrived.
As the policemen desperately struggled to subdue the enormous blonde, she shouted for help and implored Jacob to see Nina. At last, a group of twelve policemen managed to tackle her and hit her with pepper spray. She howled and screamed, but Jacob couldn’t help her since he was being watched by two police officers, waiting for the fight to end. He tried to get closer, but the policemen just pushed him back, occasionally lifting their truncheons.
Kim was carried into the meat wagon and driven away. She was quickly transported to the police station and identified. Her personal belongings were taken and registered and she quickly found herself in a single cell. She was not allowed a phone call due to anti-terrorist laws. After bringing her to her cell, the policemen left here there to get her to calm down and to make her “easier” to question later.
Kim calmed down quickly. She really wondered what had happened and why she was being arrested and shouted for her attorney. One of the policemen went over to the cell and explained the consequences of the current legislation to her, all the while staying at arms length of the cell’s bars.
Meanwhile, Louisa was elated. It had all worked out perfectly. She had the money, she had disposed of her guinea-pig, and now, her master-plan would come to fruition. She ordered her driver to take her to headquarters. When the car arrived at the elegant domain outside the city, she recapitulated her plans for tonight. The massive cast-iron gate swung open silently. The order had provided her with excellent training grounds, but had been easily deceived into preparing subjects loyal only to her. As the limousine approached the main building, the distant sound of gun-fire was heard. Louisa’s force was getting ready. She checked her make-up and got out of the car.
As she reached the council chamber, she quickly assessed the situation. The other members of the order were here, enjoying their wine and cigars. She sat down, crossed her legs and asked the chambermaid to get her a glass of whiskey on the rocks. Hard facts needed hard drinks. After taking a sip, she turned to the rotund forms of her co-conspirators and smiled. They wouldn’t put up much of a fight.
“Gentlemen. As you have seen yesterday, the project is ready. It has been tested, evaluated and successfully used in public. We are ready to strike.” The audience was clearly happy about this and smiled gently at the young upstart. “Due to my preparations, funding is no longer an issue. Indeed, it makes me unsure whether your part in the whole operation is not over-valued.” She smiled grimly. The elder members of the order stirred, one of them, Alphonse Mackham, actually got up and asked:
”What are you insinuating? We offered you all the support you needed. Of course, we expected such a talented young woman to cope with the fickle challenges of financing!”
“I’m very grateful for your compliment, my dear Alphonse, but still I am unsure whether your future involvement is necessary. Let me put it this way…” She pushed a preset dialing button on her cell-phone. Instantly, the whole area was bustling with activity. Seconds later, several agents secured the entrances to the council-chambers. They were invariably female, tall and dressed in wide urban camouflage suits. The expert eye would undoubtedly recognise that each one of them was well-muscled and trained to fight. They carried large rifles, modern and clearly too heavy for the average soldier. On top of their suits, they wore black combat harnesses, studded with several small steel containers, each one containing a dull red liquid. Their faces were covered by black gasmasks.
“…I think that it’s time for you to retire.” She turned on her heels and left the room. Inside, screams were heard, sometimes punctuated by gunfire. Everything was perfect. She called Helena, offered her a cigarette and smiled. They sat there smoking while they waited that the noise would calm down. Suddenly her phone rang.
“Yes? Oh, hello Frank. What’s up? I’m just in the final phase of testing your invention.”
“That’s great. By the way, we’re doing some further testing on our own.”
“More animals?”
“No, no, we’re done with that. We wanted to tell you about it, but we couldn’t reach you. We have another human guinea-pig.”
Louisa’s mood fell.
“Another human? Who?”
“It’s one of Kim’s friends. A classy lady called Nina. She’s cool. It’s working perfectly with her.”
“Are you saying that there is someone else who knows about the formula?”
Frank felt threatened and stuttered:
“Well, she doesn’t know about the technical details, but she does know that it exists and how to use it. That’s not bad, is it?”
Louisa recovered her composure as Helena held her free hand.
“No. Not at all. It’s no problem that there is a person who knows about my plan. No problem whatsoever. Everything is perfectly fine!” The woman almost shouted the last words. A very intimidated Frank said:
“The worst is, I don’t even know her full name. But I assure you, she doesn’t give anything about your plan. She’s all about looks. Very superficial. No problem at all. We’ll see if we can find her, okay?”
“Definitely. As soon as you know were she lives, give me a call.”

[El_Roy_1999]

Once again, I'll have to skip today, but there'll be more stuff tomorrow.

Sorry

[El_Roy_1999]

Aaaah, the thrills! The thrills!!!

[El_Roy_1999]

As the ecologists say, the End is Near.

Indecent proposal

They spent the next day getting Jacob’s stuff home from the airport. Due to frequent terrorist activities in the last months, people travelling from southern countries ended up without their baggage more often than not. Once again, Jacob had ended up being a suspect and had to get his suitcases from the toll office. After five hours of bureaucratic combat, they went to a Chinese restaurant in the city centre. Kim was rather surprised at Jacob’s luggage which consisted of bags of dirty clothes and several very small sports trophies. While enjoying her Szechwan chicken, she asked him what they were about.
“You may have heard of the work I do down south?”
“Actually, I heard you were in some kind of investment business. Which, if I understand correctly, doesn’t mean anything, does it?”
“Not quite. I’m actually organising a local development project. It’s not too expensive and is actually paying off for everyone. It pays nice dividends. Not in money, but in respect. And I get these little trophies.”
“What do you get them for?”
“Soccer. Or as they call it there, futbol.” He waived one of the little cups at her. “Actually it’s a replica. I sponsor several soccer schools down there, and it’s really fascinating how it pays off. Quite a few of the kids there will probably be playing major league soon. And it’s definitely better than becoming street thugs.”
“So, where’s the catch? I’m sure there is one.”
He smiled innocently.
“There is one, of course. It doesn’t earn me any money. But it’s something I’m quite willing to spend my dividends on. Also, I like good soccer.”
“Maybe we should go to the park later on and give it a try. I haven’t been playing for years.”
He grinned, imagining her running at full speed, her powerful legs pounding the grass.
“I’m not quite sure I would stand a chance if you gave the ball a good kick. But okay, I’m game.”
They finished lunch, went to the sports store and bought some training clothes and a soccer ball. Faced with the impromptu decision, Kim chose the only tracksuit that would fit her. It still felt tight, but had apparently been designed for a very short weightlifter. The employees looked at their customers oddly, but a male clerk, a regular gym-user, was quite fascinated by Kim’s physique. He challenged her to a little flexing competition, instantly baring his chest and throwing a pose. She looked at him dumbfounded and realised that she had seen him before on one of Diego’s posters.
Smiling at Jacob, she shot a double-biceps pose, letting her breasts jump up at the same moment. The challenger picked up his undershirt and walked away, still surprised at her sheer size. Jacob barely managed to hold the soccer ball in front of his crotch. After a few seconds for calming down, they went to the park.
Kim and Jacob spent a wonderful afternoon playing soccer (Kim was better), eating ice-cream (that’s two points for Kim), running around (one for Jacob), hiding in bushes (one for Kim, oddly enough) and trying to make handstands (Kim’s boobs obscured her vision, hence she panicked and Jacob proved his superior elegance by not falling into the duck pond).
In the evening, they prepared to leave, when all of a sudden, Louisa walked up. Kim hadn’t seen her for a while, and she immediately recognised how tired she looked.
“Hello Kim. Hi Jacob. Enjoying yourselves?” They nodded, sitting in the grass and hugging. “It took me quite a while to find you. I wouldn’t have expected to find you in such a public place. You certainly changed your body image, Kim.”
“What do you want?” Kim felt angry when she recognised the derogatory sound of Louisa’s voice.
“I want to show you something.” She opened her suitcase and took out a big package of photographs. “Of course, these are only copies. But you’ll like them none the less.” The pictures showed Kim’s training, her transformation over time, the injections, last night’s sex. All the little private moments in the last months, perfectly documented. Louisa paused for effect, then made her point:
“If none of you want your little story published in the tabloids, plus a few juicy extra details, I’ll definitely need your money, brother.”
Kim wanted to explain the situation, but Jacob gave his sister a tired look and said:
“Why don’t you ask nicely? You can have your share. It’s okay for me.”
“I’d rather have it all. Thank you. I have bills to pay, you know.”
“I don’t think dad would have wanted this.”
“I don’t give a shit about dad. He wouldn’t have wanted this either.” She pointed at Kim. Kim tried to interrupt her, but Louisa went on: “I don’t think your little kiddies would get any more occasions for playing if it turned out that their main sponsor is a pervert. And that he fucks his own mother.”
Jacob’s eyes went blank, he jumped up, tried to rush her, but stopped in his tracks when she added: “By the way, you’re being watched right now. So, what about their future? I’m sure I can give you a little left-over cash to get them through the winter.”

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Got another one done.

To bed

After fifteen minutes of exhaustion, Kim and Jacob got up and went to take a shower. As they left the moonlit kitchen, a shadowy figure outside ducked back behind the bushes. Richard “Snoop” Snobiev, paparazzo extraordinaire, picked up his camera and quickly extracted the film-roll with a few well-practiced movements. The roll disappeared into the folds of his jacket, to prevent their confiscation if he were arrested. He returned the camera to it’s case, left the shrubbery and went to his car. This whole story was solid gold. If he could only find out who his mysterious employer was, his scoop would be complete. He’d publish the whole mess in the yellow press and retire. “Muscle-mad millionaire incest!” Richard could see the headlines. Too bad the employer wanted all the photos for herself. Probably just the same kind of pervert. He’d seen it all.
In the shower, Jacob saw his step-mother’s new body for the first time. He was amazed. He helped her soap her perfect body, starting with her enormous calves and thighs. Each one was easily as big as her waist had been before she had started her work-out. Her quadriceps hung heavily over her knee, bloated and powerful. He moved further upwards, lightly stroking her minuscule clit and gripping her massive ass. The huge muscles pushed her already plentiful booty outwards, giving her everything a 90’s rapper would crave. She smiled at him, lifted him up by his chin and kissed him as the warm water ran over them. She embraced him closely, her much larger arms wrapping themselves around his.
They kissed passionately, her engorged nipples and huge breasts brushing against his chest. He then proceeded to grind himself against her. After a few minutes of toying around, they got out of the shower and proceeded to make love on the bathroom carpet.
Comical relief was achieved when they managed to bump their heads against the toilet, slipping around on the wet floor. At last they managed to get into bed and laid down side by side. Jacob laid on his back, Kim at his side, playing gently with his now flaccid penis and occasionally stroking his balls. He looked at her as if completely enraptured, yet still doubting. The whole situation did not make a lot of sense to him. Enjoyable, yes, but still confusing.
Sensing his bewilderment, she looked him into the eyes and said:
“I love you.” She was well aware that this was as corny as could be, but she actually felt it.
“And why did you change? How did you know? When did you find out?”
“It was not too difficult. I just checked your laptop. You should be more careful with what you store on your hard disk.” She smiled gently, playing with his sparse chest hair, then gripped his nipple and said: “Gotcha.”
His bewilderment turned into amazement. He bit his lower lip, pushed her on her back and sat on her washboard abdominals. He grabbed hers and said: “Got the both of them. Let’s hear you talk yourself out of that one: And how the hell did you get as big as that?” He nodded at her breasts, but still stared at the visible separations of her pectorals.
“I trained hard for most of it. And these…” She let her huge orbs bounce. “…Are courtesy of your wonderful little sister.” He fell silent.
“My sister. Why would she help you? Is it about the inheritance? I told you we’d talk about it when I come back. I don’t want any trouble with any of you. I can give each one a third and it’s okay for me. What were you after?”
His mood had changed: he was angry and seemed hurt. Kim looked at him sadly. She tried to justify herself.
“I’m sorry. At first, I just wanted the money. Louisa helped me. It was her plan. But it has all changed. I really love you. I actually find this look quite nice now, even though I was more than sceptical at first.”
Jacob looked at her with disgust.
“You’re trying the same thing as with my father, don’t you? Why don’t you just wait. I told you we’d sort this out. I just had to leave quickly. It was really important. I hate all this, and I hate the stupid money!”
He got up, searched for his clothes but was suddenly grabbed from behind. Kim picked him up easily, threw him on the bed and sat on him.
“Now you listen to me. I’m really sorry I couldn’t tell you first and it’s too bad that you’ve got trouble with your creepy sister. But listen up: I spent the last two and a half months getting this body just to seduce you. I worked out every goddamn day and got these huge monsters just for this. But what’s confusing me is that I actually love you now. I hate to be honest, but I hated every second with your father. With you, it’s different. I actually feel some kind of understanding for you, even though I hardly know anything more than your name. Maybe I’m crazy, maybe I’m obsessive, but I can’t explain it for myself and I don’t want your money anymore. I want you, and that’s going to suffice.”
Jacob looked at the hulking woman sitting on his crotch and unsurprisingly got a hard-on. He tried to get up, but she held him down.
“I want you too”, he muttered. She found back to her witty self and added: “I can feel that.”
He grinned stupidly, she chuckled and they both laughed, embracing each other gladly.

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Sorry, I'll have to pass on updating today. I'll see if I can get it done tomorrow.

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