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  • in reply to: First attempt at a story #16670
    El_Roy_1999
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    Well, I've been a GM for RPGs for years, so I guess I just picked up a thing or two about keeping the tension.

    Getting work done

    Kim’s next day started at 4 am. She woke up from a very odd nightmare. She was back at her parents’ house in the small town she had lived in until she could leave. Her parents were sitting at the kitchen table, staring at her disdainfully. Her mother gave her her best “it’s not a proper way to behave” look, her father was staring at her in a confused and estranged way. They were completely silent. As their resentment bore heavily on her she felt despised and tried to retreat to her room. However, she felt that her body was too large and cumbersome for her to escape. She could not move. She started choking and woke up.
    She got up and took a cool shower, spending a ridiculous time to clean her massive body. The sheer surface of her skin made her feel oddly out of place inside herself. While Nina seemed to enjoy her transformation, Kim felt lost. The deep cuts between her muscles were each meticulously cleaned until she finally felt at home.
    Her skin still soft, she slowly shaved her body hair, which had grown sparse lately. Being a blonde, her hair had been difficult to see before, but now she only needed to shave her legs once every week. On the other hand, her legs were now much fuller than ever before, forcing her to check an increasingly large area.
    After this, she anxiously watched TV for three hours, occasionally drinking a glass of water and trying to pass time. Nina was probably just returning home now, so she shouldn’t call her either. Finally, she got up, put on her tracksuit and called a cab. Minutes later, she arrived at Louisa’s home and office. She rang. Seconds later, the surgeon opened the door, asking her to come in.
    “Hi and good morning! We’re almost ready for you, Helena is just preparing the surgery, and then we start, so don’t make yourself too comfortable.”
    She sat down on the sofa, surprised to see how deep she sank in it.
    “I’ll just show you the implants. They’re from the south. I have a good friend there, he does advanced surgery implements.” The dark-haired woman handed her two enormous transparent plastic packages. Each of them contained a huge round object, easily as big as her head.
    “These are great: They can’t break, feel like real and best of all, don’t stop X-rays, so you don’t risk undetected breast cancer. Also, they’re bullet-proof. Cool, huh?”
    “They are way too big, aren’t they?”
    “They’ll fit you well, you’ll see. Now, please strip. I have to see the area for surgery.” Kim removed her tracksuit top and her bra, which wasn’t doing anything anyway. Her chest was swollen, yet mostly muscles. Louisa pinched her breast-tissue, pulling the skin. It stretched perfectly. She smiled.
    “Oh boy, this is going to be great. All cool and easy!”
    She quickly jotted a number of lines on Kim’s upper body, then led her to the preparation area. Inside, everything was ready. After disinfecting, they entered the surgery. Kim climbed on the table as neither of the two other women was able to lift her massive body. Helena and Louisa set up the sight-screen, covered their patient with green drapes, and finally gave her the anaesthetic.
    After a while, Kim began to feel numb and relaxed. She felt that something was happening behind the screen, but her already distant relationship to her body was further increased by the anaesthesia, and so she barely noticed when the two women were done. Still groggy and hungry, she was pushed up into a sitting position. She drowsily witnessed as her enormously enlarged breasts were being wrapped in bandages, then laid back down. She quickly dozed off.

    in reply to: Confrontations, First Four Chapters #668
    El_Roy_1999
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    moremoremoremore!

    in reply to: First attempt at a story #16668
    El_Roy_1999
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    Just a small part today. More tomorrow!

    A walk in the park

    A few minutes later, they were jogging along in the city park. They went past the fountain depicting a few lithe nymphs pouring water into the pool, forever locked in a pointless exercise. The people who were enjoying the lush evening stared in open disbelief at the two women running by. Nina was loving every minute of it, occasionally shooting seductive glances at suitable men. Kim was running along quickly, easily overtaking her friend before realising that her strength now sufficed to leave her behind without even thinking. She fell back, going along in what felt like a brisk walk. Her tracksuit seemed out of place next to Nina’s tight sports top.
    “You’re having a good time, aren’t you? All the boys check you out, you’re getting the body of your dreams, while I’m slowly turning into a freak.”
    “Aw, come on. You’re looking great. Jacob’s going to love it. And by the way, you’ll have to hold on tight on him.”
    “Why?” Kim was quite fed up with her friend’s quickly changing lifestyle and outlook. Somehow she preferred the more reluctant Nina.
    “Because I’m going to get bigger than you.”
    “You’re crazy. Bigger than this? You’ll be as large as Diego!”
    “Exactly. Maybe bigger if I can fit it. I sure wish I were taller. On the other hand, I look tighter this way.”
    “Speaking of Diego, he still hasn’t tried to say sorry. What’s up with this guy?”
    “I think he’s not really sure about the whole thing. He just doesn’t want to think about it. At least that’s what I believe.”
    “I guess he got in trouble with his boyfriend. What’s his name… Craig? Or something like that.”
    Nina slowed down a little, catching her breath. Kim had accelerated to what felt like a slow jog, not realising that she easily outran her friend. Between sharp breaths, the shorter woman nodded.
    “That’s right. I’m going to see him tomorrow. We’re going to the movies together. I’ll try to convince Diego to clear this mess up.”
    “To the movies? You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?”
    “Definitely, I…” She was interrupted by Kim’s phone.
    “Just a second. Kim Carland?”
    Louisa was on the phone.
    “Hi. I’ve been busy the last few days, but guess what? Your new breasts have arrived. You’re going to love them. What do you think about coming to my house tomorrow morning? Best before breakfast.”
    “Okay. Can I see them before they go in?”
    “Tomorrow. I have a patient tonight. I’m quite sure this will take all night. But don’t worry, I’ll be fit in the morning.”
    “All right. See you tomorrow morning.”
    She hung up. Nina gave her a wondering look.
    “It was Louisa. I’m not quite sure I really want this. She seems full of coke right now. I hope she calms down until tomorrow.”

    Actually, Louisa spent the whole night in the surgery, testing the implant substance. Her patients were rather pleased.

    in reply to: First attempt at a story #16666
    El_Roy_1999
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    Glad you like it. As for the shifts, well, I'm not that adept at writing dialogues, so I hope bringing together the strands of the story will solve it. Anyway, here's the next part.

    This is the new sh*t

    “It hurts! Ah! Don’t touch it!” Nina was lying on Diego’s massage table. She was screaming in agony as Kim gently tried to relieve her soreness.
    “I guess this isn’t the right way to do it. Wait, I try it by pulling here…”
    “Argh! Stop it. Stop it please, for the love of god!” Nina twisted around, her full, soft body moving with uncommon speed and agility.
    “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just…” Her voice trailed off. Diego was standing in the door-frame. He gave Kim a weak look, as if ashamed of being in her presence, then stepped over to the table. With a few professional twists, he released the tension in Nina’s aching muscles. Kim returned to her training.
    Later, in the evening, Nina joined Kim in the Jacuzzi. As was fitting for Diego’s home, the room was entirely decorated with statues of naked and semi-naked men. The full-figured woman lowered herself achingly into the warm pool, her naked body floating in the bubbling water.
    “I can’t believe how tired I am.” She slowly submerged herself. Her broad-shouldered friend sighed approvingly. Nina reappeared, brushing her red hair from her face.
    “I really hope I start to grow soon. It makes me giddy just to think about it. I just have to say thank you again for paying for the treatment and the training.”
    “Actually, I’m not. Taehan and Frank said that they’ll check it with Louisa and Diego seems to have a very bad conscience. Anyway, I’m quite happy to have a partner around when I’m with him. I know he’s trying to be nice, but all this calmness gives me the creeps.”
    “Don’t be so hard on him. I believe that he’s just really sorry. I guess he just can’t explain the whole situation himself.”
    “Whatever. It’s good to have you around. By the way, how come you’re into muscles?”
    Nina grabbed slowly at the fruit juice bottles on the pool’s sideboard and handed one to Kim for opening. She took a sip, then explained.
    “It’s really not surprising. I have two older brothers, they both played hockey for as long as I can remember. They look like young gods.” Kim’s eyes sparkled for a second. “Anyway, I always wanted to be like them. My mom hated the mere idea of me participating in a men’s sport, so I was sent to do gymnastics. That sort of led me away from sports. Later, when we left school, I tried to train for a while, but there were no results. I quickly got frustrated and here I am. Also, I grew up with all the superhero comic books and they sort of inspired me to be a tailor. I even made my own superman suit complete with cape and logo when I was ten. I never wore it, of course.”
    “Superman?” Kim grinned stupidly. Nina punched her. “I’m just imagining. Sorry.”
    “I really hope this will work. It does for you, but you’ve always been easy with everything.”
    Kim splashed water at her.
    Outside, the man in the bushes opposite Diego’s house looked through his visor and hit the trigger.

    Throwing your weight around

    “Hooray! I’ve gained 15 pounds!” Three weeks later, Nina uttered the most unexpected sentence in her life. Instantly, she had to laugh. Kim just came in from the gym and stared at her desperately. Her best friend was slowly turning crazy. On the other hand, she was also turning into a broad-shouldered, muscular uber-woman, with large soft breasts, a fine belly and a posture a ballet dancer would kill for.
    “Look at me! Will you just look at this?” Nina put her palms together in front of her huge chest and started bouncing her boobs around. “Left, right, left, right…” The last weeks had proven to be a catalyst for her sparkling personality, lifting the abuse fed weight from her mood. Actually, Kim found her friend a little too cheerful for her taste. Apart from training, they had spent most of their evenings at bars by the river, meeting young men and dancing with them. To be more precise, it was mostly Nina who danced, while Kim hid in the darker parts of the clubs they visited.
    The last three weeks had changed her physique in an astonishing fashion: Her athletic build had grown into a full-scale musclewoman shape. Her shoulders had become as big as bowling balls, her arms were now huge, easily past the 20” mark. What worried her most was the speed at which her back was becoming broader and her chest deeper. At the start of the week, Louisa had called, scheduling an appointment for the removal of her implants. Three days later, her stitches were healed. Helena, the anaesthetist, had never seen anything like it. Also, Louisa had been confident that removing the implants under local anaesthetic would be possible. She had been right. However, Kim became increasingly intrigued at the changes in her body. Something strange was happening.
    Kim had switched to more covering tops when she realised that her cleavage was now merely pectoral. Her abdominals and her legs had become even larger, her calves swollen into a huge diamond shape. Somehow, she was turning into a sort of mini-Diego.
    “Hey Kim, stop the daydreaming! Let’s go jogging. I want to show off the new style.”
    Indeed, their clothes were the one major improvement in this situation: Nina was working overtime to provide them with a never-ending supply of figure hugging designs. Kim had never seen such a deep cleavage on Nina. Not even when she was wearing her underwear.
    “I’m coming. I’ll just switch the radio off.”
    She returned to the gym, found the remote and quelled the news anchor who was just telling the world that the zoo animals stolen a few weeks ago had been found dead in a forest close to the city edge. Oddly enough, only the male ones were found.

    in reply to: First attempt at a story #16662
    El_Roy_1999
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    And still more.

    Tales to tell

    As Nina started doodling, trying to find the right proportions, Kim had a cup of tea and began to tell her about the last week. After a second cup of tea, she moved closer to Nina, brushing aside the growing heap of sketches and hugged her. She started to sob. Finally, she told her friend about Diego. Together, they wept, when suddenly, the phone rang.
    Kim inhaled, calmed down a little and fumbled to pick up the phone.
    “Yeah. What’s up? I’m not in the mood…”
    “Hi. It’s Frank. You know, from Frank and Taehan. Your pushers, you know.”
    “Fuck you, stupid, don’t talk like that on the phone, we‘re going to get busted!” a smaller voice said, in the background.
    “Anyway. We just wanted to tell you that we invented a bigger and better chemical, that will eventually…. Fuck this, come over already, and we show you.”
    “And bring some beer. I don’t get anything to drink around here.” The little voice added.
    Something said “ook?” on the phone, than they hung up.
    Nina stared at her muscular companion:
    “What was that?”
    “The guys who invented the chemicals that made me grow so fast want to see me. Apparently, they’ve invented a better version.”
    “A better version…” Nina’s eyes trailed out of focus. She was clearly imagining something.
    “Can I come along?”

    Meanwhile:
    “We are unsure that your plan to recover our funding will succeed. It seems to be a little complex. Are you sure we shouldn’t try to quicken the results?”
    “That won’t be necessary. I plan to force them into a dilemma, so please let me take care of it.”
    “What if they choose to expose you.”
    “They won’t. They’re easily controlled.”

    The house that built Kim

    Minutes later, Nina’s cute little car stopped in front of an abandoned building in the older part of the city. It’s two stories were dark, the shades drawn. Nina got out of the car quickly looking around to see if the area was safe. All around, dark shadows lurked. Kim was grumbling as she tried to extricate herself from the car.
    “This stupid thing is definitely too cramped. How do I get out of this awful seat? Ah. Finally.”
    She stretched, lifting her arms above her head. Her chest surged out, showing off her huge pectoral muscles. Nina’s look was frozen on her friend’s body.
    “Are you coming?” The widow walked briskly to the house and rang the doorbell. Nina followed her quickly, shaking her head to get rid of this vision.
    A surveillance camera turned towards them, then a buzzer opened the door. The girls walked in, the door shutting automatically. In the darkness, they heard strange shuffling noises. Just as they wondered where to go next, a lit door-frame became visible. In it, Frank’s silhouette appeared. He wore a white lab-coat, his glasses and short brown hair giving him a very professional look. Inside, grunts and screams were audible.
    “Hi. You got the beer? We’re fresh out.” He paused. “Who’s the fat chick?”
    Kim shot him a scorning gaze, her neck bulging. Nina shrunk back into the shadows.
    “No beer for you. I really don’t want to see how insulting you get when you’re really drunk.”
    Frank took a step back.
    “I… Sorry. Just a reflex. A stupid one. I’m sorry.”
    “Oook!”
    They walked in, Taehan was occupied with a huge beast, the afore-mentioned gorilla-sized chimp. It was even more muscular now, it’s shoulders ridiculously large and broad. It was eating very fast. In cages all around the room, other animals were being held, each one a monstrous version of it’s species. A huge, badger-sized rat sat in a dog cage, watching the new arrivals. The stench in the room was overwhelming. The scientists managed to find four clean chairs and put them close to a large lab table. Kim sat down calmly and introduced her friend. Frank looked down.
    “You do have a new chemical, don’t you?”
    The two scientists instantly burst into a long-winded explanation of it’s various and complicated properties, before being cut short by flick of Kim’s wrist.
    “Just the facts, please…”
    “Basically, it increases the speed of muscle build-up, enhances nutrients absorption and allows for faster after-training recovery. And it makes your skin stretchier. That’s good. You double your mass in three weeks. More if you were an ape. Which you are not. Not at all.”
    Taehan covered his eyes and sighed as his partner fumbled his way into a broken silence.
    “But it’s still needles, isn’t it?”
    “That’s right. It works best that way.”
    Kim shivered. She casually glanced at Nina and suddenly noticed that her friend was staring into infinity. She seemed to be dreaming.
    “What’s up? Hey, girl, wake up!”
    Nina jerked back into consciousness. She gave Kim a very determined look.
    “I want some of this. Please.”

    in reply to: The Touch: part 9! Sorry for the massive delay. really. #14898
    El_Roy_1999
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    I really like it. Let's see some sibling rivalry!

    in reply to: A free sample. #16825
    El_Roy_1999
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    Nice. I like the growth description a lot. Very visual!

    in reply to: First attempt at a story #16660
    El_Roy_1999
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    I hope you enjoy this new stuff. She'll gain quite a bit soon.

    The strain

    Kim continued training alone for the next week. She soon became adroit at giving herself the injections, even though it cost her quite a little effort to do so. She was very careful as she remembered the numerous horror-stories Diego had told her about bench-pressing without a spotter. On the fifth day, she tried to put on her shirt after showering. For a while, she had been unable to pull it down in one movement. She had to pull the neck-hole open, lower the shirt on her shoulders and then push her arms through one at a time. Even though the shirt was meant to stretch, it felt like it was glued on. Even her training slacks had become ridiculously tight.
    This time, something incredible had happened. She had struggled with her clothes for a while. Once she felt all set, she flexed her back. Immediately, her latissimi blew apart into a large crab-like triangle, ripping her shirt to tatters. She looked at herself in the mirror, calmly removed the shreds of her garment and pulled out her cell-phone. Her recent visits to the clothes shop had led her to the conclusion that regular standards no longer applied. Men’s shirts were okay for the shoulders, but hung in front of her tight washboard stomach like curtains. Even at the sports shop, she had only found training clothes, which were beginning to feel tight. Indeed, her response to the chemicals had grown stronger and stronger. And so had she.
    “Nina, I need new clothes! Right now, I look awful.”
    And so do my breasts, she added mentally. Her implants were now sitting squat on top of her pectoral muscles, looking too small and bolted on. Luisa had been right: She would need some surgery.
    “No problem, come right over. I just have to take a look at you.”
    As she left the mansion, wearing a large sweatshirt, she felt oddly watched. In the shadows, there was a faint clicking.

    Measure of success

    After a short jog over to Nina’s house, Kim realised that she hadn’t even broken a sweat. She felt light and easy as if she had had a walk in the park. Still, she had run a kilometre in less than five minutes. She rang, and was up at the third floor in seconds. The security guard recognised her vaguely, but went back to work. She knocked.
    Nina opened the door in a flash:
    “Wow! You look awesome! I couldn’t have dreamt of anything like that. Come on in and… strip for me!”
    Kim raised her right eyebrow, surprised at her friend’s exhilaration. She took of her shoes and stepped inside. Nina’s apartment was decorated in a strict Asian style, according to Feng Shui and Japanese culture. It was Spartan yet still lively, mostly due to the masses of textiles lying around. A kettle of tea was steaming on a hot stone, probably heated in her superbly expensive electrical stove in her high-tech kitchen.
    Nina grabbed Kim’s sweatshirt and removed it with a quick pull. Her friend stood there mighty and braless. (She couldn’t find a fitting bra anywhere in town.)
    “I guess I see the problem, or should I say, the revelation of your utter muscular stylishness!”
    “Nina, are you all right? You’re a little over-exited, aren’t you?”
    “I think I am, yes, but hey, look at you. You’re no Schwarzenegger, but I never saw a girl like you in the flesh. Let me get my tape-measure.”
    She hurried off, leaving Kim flabbergasted. Seconds later, she emerged from her room and quickly danced around her friend, mumbling her measurements.
    “Chest: 42 inches, waist: 26”, hips: 36”. That’s not bad at all. You should lose the implants, though. They look stupid. Now, to your arms. Flex for me.”
    Kim did as asked, Nina wrapped the tape measure around her biceps than whispered:
    “16 inches. That’s awesome. And the calves are 16 inchers too. Now come on, flex your thigh. Let me get the tape around it and, tadaaa, 22” of leg. You’re huge!”
    “I guess I am. Look, could you get me clothes that fit me… and make them stretchable. I don’t think I’m done growing.”
    “I’ll see what I can do. Have some tea and tell me about training while I do some sketches.”

    in reply to: First attempt at a story #16658
    El_Roy_1999
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    I'm not offended at all. I wish I could write faster, so the story could go ahead!
    As has been said before, this next part is mostly for adults and not safe for work.

    The first stage of growth

    “OK, don’t move. And smiiile…”
    Kim snapped a picture of the smiling giant in front of her. Diego posed for her in his training slacks. He grinned at her, baring his teeth, and flexed his arm and shoulder muscles. She couldn’t wait to show these to Nina. The poor girl was completely overworked, following a big commission from the metropolitan theatre. They hadn’t seen each other for two weeks and the surprise was going to be great.
    “Wonderful. Now it’s my turn.”
    She gave him the camera, then struck the same pose. All over her body, her muscles bulged. Indeed, the last two weeks’ work had transformed her lithe frame into a powerful and shapely build. Her shoulders had broadened, her neck muscles had grown visibly, supporting her proud stance and noble attitude. Her long arms had become sinuous and strong. Most surprisingly, her pectoral muscles had evolved, pushing her implants outward, making them look strangely out of place. Below, a six-pack of abdominals was slowly becoming an eight-pack. Her legs had become strong and shapely, her knees slowly being overshadowed by her growing quadriceps. Finally, her calves were pushing outwards, showing first signs of splitting.
    Kim relaxed, preparing mentally for the next part of today’s training session. Over the last two weeks, Diego had relentlessly increased her workload, seeing that she was easily able to cope with the greater strain. As she pumped iron, feeling the tension build inside her, she noticed that her trainer was sweating more and more. Over the last week, she had felt a change in his approach. His coaching had become more “hands-on” and she noticed that his trousers had become wider. Just as he was counting repetitions, she had a faint impression of a growing hard-on.
    Facing several months of abstinence (Walter had tried a few times, but seemed to be unable to perform), she had bought a dildo, but it had never seen the action it saw in the last two weeks. Somehow, the whole situation was making her hornier and hornier.
    Later, when they were done training, she sat up and gave him a good look.
    “Diego.”
    “Yes?”
    He paused as he replaced the barbells onto their racks.
    “You seem to be really tense lately.”
    “It’s just that your training is harder than I expected, so I have more work. You’re growing very quickly, I’ve never seen anything like it.”
    “And you seem to like the look, don’t you?”
    “Well…” He looked sheepishly. “I must say that I’m surprised myself, but yes.” The last word came like a whisper. She smiled, then took his hand and led it to her biceps. He touched it lovingly.
    “We can turn off the lights if you don’t want to see my face…”
    They were now both speaking very softly, as if sharing some strange little secret. Inside Diego’s mind, his thoughts were speeding. What was happening? All the pain and suffering of his coming-out was being put into question. Why did he want this woman? She held him closely now, rubbing herself against his growing erection.

    Meanwhile:
    The spectators screamed in elation as the duel between the champion’s gigantic captain and the sorry challenger neared it’s zenith. Suddenly, the shorter opponent evaded his opponent’s defence and shot.

    A breach of taboo

    As Diego’s trousers quickly tented, she pulled them off and slid his dick out of his shorts. It surpassed even her most extreme fantasies. Deep down, she wondered if she’d be able to take it all in, but for the moment, the simple presence of a man was enough to make her hot. She licked lovingly along his shaft, increasing it’s hardness and making his cock-head bulge. Kim continued upwards along his member, circling it with her tongue. She could smell his pre-cum welling up. At last she took the head into her mouth, sucking it gently. Diego started grunting blissfully, then just as he seemed ready to blow, he pulled his penis out, calming down again.
    He bent down, removed her training clothes and pushed her down on the bench. Noticing his uneasiness, she quickly worked herself up, rubbing her clit, then prepared for his entrance. Diego still seemed uneasy. She caressed him gently leading him closer to her pussy. To entice him further, she flexed her abdominals, making a set of ridges appear where her stomach had been. She touched his muscles as he tensed, slowly pushing inside her. She felt a little uneasy as the huge monster inched inside her, when suddenly, something seemed to snap inside Diego’s mind. Her tightness came like a wave over him and he gripped her firmly, losing his mind. Within seconds he prepared to ram his whole shaft in her. It started to hurt. She felt unable to move, to contort into a better position and panicked.
    Twisting as good as she could, she pulled herself up, and bit him. The huge man just appeared to ignore this, pushing on. She screamed, shouted, howled at him, desperately trying to get some sense into him, when at last, she fell from the bench. As they both slipped, Diego hit his head on the weight stand and was knocked out. Concentrating, she managed to lift the giant a little bit, then rolled out from beneath him. As her mind grew fuzzy from the effort and her vision blurred, she decided that she’d get as strong as she could. This would never happen again.
    When Diego awoke, she was gone. Slowly regaining his senses, he went to the bathroom to throw up. After a while, he picked up his phone to call her, but there was no answer.

    in reply to: First attempt at a story #16655
    El_Roy_1999
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    Here's more. I'm not quite sure I'll be able to keep up at this speed, but I have the story all sketched, so I hope I'll do it well.
    Thank you for your nice comments. By the way, the next part will probably not be safe for work or minors, so please be careful.

    Happiness is a warm gun

    “So there’s four injections a day. I’m going to look like a junkie!”
    “Well, my beautiful, that’s the price of power.” Frank grinned maniacally. “Besides, I’m sure Diego knows a few places where it won’t show.”
    The huge man shot him a malevolent glance. He then examined the syringes carefully.
    “If you want it, Kim, I’ll do it. But I tell you, it may not be the best idea.”
    Frank interrupts:
    “But you’ll save yourself a lot of work.”
    “Boys, I feel that it’s best if I get to think about it. I’ll be right back.”
    She rushed to the bathroom. Wincing in pain, she sat down on the toilet seat. Once again, her body was completely cramped. She was vaguely aware of the fact that her afternoon training session would start in some fifteen minutes, and the thought filled her with dread. The whole situation reminded her of her breast enlargement surgery. Sure, now they looked good, but the first few weeks had been hellish. Silently, she weighed the choices she had. The injections would doubtlessly help her, and it all seemed pretty safe. However, the mere thought of some of the possible effects something like this could have made her stomach cramp.
    Finally, she decided to give it a shot. She laughed at her internal monologue and found that a one-week-trial would be best. If there was no significant change, she’d stop it.
    Diego accepted her decision silently, then proceeded to inject her with the first four syringes. She then resumed training. At first, the pain was mind-numbing, but oddly enough, she felt a burst of energy after an hour or so, just as she was slowly lifting some dumbbells to train her arms. She continued, feeling strangely invigorated. Soon, Diego realised that her movements had become easier and quicker. However, he decided to keep his thoughts for himself.
    Later, when he gave her a final massage to complete the day of training, he finally asked her:
    “Are you really sure that you are going in the right direction? You know, I get a lot of women, usually older than you, who train hard to keep their husbands, but normally, they fail. I’m not quite certain about your “plan”, since Luisa didn’t tell me everything, but it seems rather odd, doesn’t it?”
    She winced as he pulled a really sore muscle.
    “Diego, I can tell you that I’m not so sure myself. I hope that this works, otherwise I’m in trouble. Believe me, I don’t have much of a choice.”
    “What’s up? Can I help?”
    “It’s about money. I owe the bank quite a sum, so I hope I’ll be able to pay soon. Besides, I spent my time with Walter to get my money, so I just have to get this done. And guess what? I’m enjoying this training. It seems easier now.”
    Diego continued the massage, but remained silent.
    “I think this stuff works.”

    Meanwhile:
    The jeep roared through the undergrowth, tossing the passengers around. The heat was murderous, sweat was glistening on skin. Finally, the rag-tag building complex was emerging from the jungle.

    Seven days later

    “Hi Kim, over here!”
    The friendly voice of a smiling redhead sounded over the café. Kim took a second to find Nina in the crowd. The blonde sat down. Nina called for the waiter, than gave her guest a good look.
    “You’ve been working out, haven’t you?”
    Kim looked around conspiringly, then quickly flexed her right arm. A noticeable bulge appeared.
    “Yes. What do you think of it?”
    The waiter quickly jotted down their drinks, then disappeared back into the building. They were al fresco and enjoyed the growing warmth of late spring.
    “I like it. What are you up to?”
    “I shouldn’t be telling you, but…” She quickly explained the whole thing.
    “So you’re going to be a bodybuilder. That’s odd. Any idea how big you’ll have to be to get him?”
    “I’m not quite sure. I talked about it with Diego, and he said if my progress continued this way, I could be any size I want by the time Jacob comes back. Actually, I think that, since I only get one attempt to get him, the bigger the better. It seems odd, but I think I could get used to the strength. Yesterday, I carried my food home, and normally, I’m quite spent after that. But then, I only felt ready for more.”
    “Wow. Can I squeeze it? I just want to touch your arm. Please?”
    “Go ahead.”
    Kim flexed again, the bulge in her arm was easily visible.
    “Cool. I must say, I’m quite curious about your future look. By the way, did you hear that Colleen is coming back? You know, the girl who went overseas to become a fashion designer. I’m quite interested in what she looks like now.”
    Nina smiled mischievously. They had both been on the heavier side of the class and had spent a lot of time making each other’s life miserable. She had kept her weight, but had improved her style. Her choice of profession as a tailor had been a way of maintaining the air of competition in Nina’s life.
    “I don’t know, I haven’t seen her since, and apparently, her designs were not quite as fashionable as she would have liked.”
    Kim had been Nina’s “protector” in school and had introduced her to the in-crowd. She had followed their competition with a certain interest, but had never understood the actual problem.
    “Anyway, tell me more about this Diego guy. He seems gorgeous!”
    “Nina, he’s gay.”
    “I want to see him, I don’t want to fuck him. Get me a photograph!”

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