[El_Roy_1999]

Aaaah, the thrills! The thrills!!!

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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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Well, well, this is coming on nicely. I really like writing this story. My word processor says 17 pages. That's the longest thing I wrote since my thesis.

Time of our lives

“Three strawberry shakes, please!” Diego smiled at the clerk, still all woozy from the love-drenched super-movie they had just seen.
“Sure thing, big guy.” The cashier, an aspiring college athlete grinned back, handed him the shakes and took the money. Grasping the three paper cups with both hands, Diego waddled back to their seats, placing the drinks in front of them. Craig and Nina grabbed theirs quickly. The movie- jour fixe had become a wonderful way of spending their after-training times. Craig wasn’t into the whole bodybuilding thing, but greatly enjoyed Nina’s company. He had met Diego in high school, when he still was a scrawny 140-pound 6’5” stickman. Their love had been short and true, but they broke up when Diego went to study abroad. When he returned, they had rekindled their relationship and found Diego’s new found size rather appealing.
Nina was just as happy as the others. Spending most of her time training and meeting new guys (generally catching up on her wasted youth), she really enjoyed meeting people who were not after her. She wasn’t all sure about Diego, but clearly was way too womanly for him. She was wearing a low-cut Chinese dress, accentuating her bulging shoulders and her milk-white chest.
Craig took a deep slurp from his shake, then rambled a little about the movie. It was one of this marvellous love stories cum romantic comedy, full of innuendo, puns and mix-ups. At the crucial moment, when most of the characters fell out of the bedroom-cupboard, Nina had laughed so hard that she’d spilled her cola on the bald Vin-Diesel-look-alike guy in front of them. He got up, turned around and decided to bash the living daylights out of whoever did this to him.
As he saw Nina and Diego, he sat back down, mumbling something and promptly getting more coke dumped on top of him as Nina exploded into hysterical laughter at his reaction. She spent the rest of the movie periodically throwing popcorn at him.
After a while, they got up, deciding to walk home together. The two guys took Nina in the middle, who was elated at the prospect of being walked home by two handsomes. As they walked across the city centre, they heard police sirens. Following the noise, they reached the eye of the storm. Five squad-cars were parked around the central bank offices. The policemen were standing around, apparently confused by their sudden arrival. One of the shouted: “She’s coming back!” and the others got into cover behind their cars, readying their weapons. Nina stared at the commotion, unsure of whom they were shouting at. Finally, a consensus was emerging, suggesting that “she” was not coming back after all. One of the commanding officers ordered the policemen to lower their weapons and walked over to the three innocents.
“I’m very sorry, I hope that you were not scared.” Nina recovered, answering:
“Not at all. I was very confused, though. What is all this about?”
“I probably shouldn’t tell you, but a woman, slightly taller and much broader, walked in, knocked out the guards and emptied the cash reserves. She also did something to the computers. We thought she was coming back.”
“And you were unable to stop her?”
“We tried, but she seemed unaffected, even by our guns.” Nina shivered. What was going on?
“Anyway, we would be very thankful if you would keep this incident a secret. Don’t want to have trouble with our bosses, you see?” She nodded, as did her companions. Another car stopped, apparently bringing analysts and their equipment to assess the damages.
The three bystanders left quickly. Walking away, Nina saw that Diego was pondering the whole situation as furiously as she did.

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Late, but I hope it's OK.

Jacob!

Kim turned around slowly, the fridge’s light illuminating the soft ridges between her muscles. Jacob stood there, wearing a beard, his hair long and unkempt, clad in torn jeans and a T-shirt with a southern football-club’s logo on it. He seemed slimmer than before, and very tired. As he looked at her, his face brightened. She shut the fridge’s door and walked to him in the darkness, seductively swaying her hips. She touched his cheek gently and whispered a perfect “Yes.” at him.
As she moved ever closer, he started caressing her huge arms, feeling her powerful, hard muscles under her soft skin. She gave his trouser fly a pull, tearing it open, the button rolling away in the inky blackness of the kitchen. His hard-on literally burst free, his hands moved to her enormous breasts. He groped them, massaging the full softness gently. She turned him around with well-meaning authority until his back was to the kitchen table and lifted him on it easily. There was some clatter as a fruit basket fell to the floor, spilling it’s contents on the ground.
She kneeled above him, quickly shrugging off the silk robe and flexing her pectorals to trust her breasts forward. He extended his feeling exploration to her neck, her massive trapezius muscles pushing upwards as she lowers her arms. Jacob moved his hands behind her back, fumbling for the bra’s hooks. Finally, it came off. Kim pulled at her g-string, loosing it quickly thanks to Nina’s tailoring skills. She lowered herself on Jacob’s erect member, feeling his welcome fullness in her. She intuitively started massaging him internally, making him grow further. He started to moan, pant and breathe heavily. She ground herself against his pelvis, almost causing him to come.
Before he could, she grabbed him firmly with her vaginal muscles, strong and perfectly controlled, and forced him into a calmer state. She then started to slide gently back and forth, caressing him both internally and externally, kissing him softly. Their tongues intertwined, and she realised that she loved this man. This unknown man. She allowed him to leave her, sliding down on him and grasping his member with her huge breasts. He looked at her, fascinated that her hands were still on the table and that she was massaging him by the strength of her pectorals alone. Then, she lowered her mouth on his dick and started suckling on it.
They got down on the floor, slowly moving into a 69er position and starting to please each other. Kim wrapped her powerful legs around him, forcing him into a lock.
At last they reached the peak and collapse. An enormous tiredness enveloped them as they laid side by side on the kitchen floor.

Meanwhile:
The police were called to the city’s central bank. The woman stood  before her peers:
“I have decided to provide for funds in my way. It will be an excellent testing ground for our projects. I very much regret your lack of support…”
“Miss Carland, we will judge the project by it’s success, not by fickle demonstrations of power.”
“I see…”

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Just a short one for today, more tomorrow.

When the fuzz arrives

Minutes later, the police were there. They had located the Carland Mansion via the phone number and had sent a squad car to apprehend a group of criminals. When they got there, they found two rather pathetic burglars caught in the hedgerow. After capturing the two men, the police sergeant went to inspect the damages. He photographed the door, whose lock had been opened. After that, he went to see Kim. She sat on the sofa and had a drink to calm down. A young female officer was interviewing her. When the blonde told her about the burglars’ dialogue, the novice policewoman had to stop herself from giggling. Kim looked at her oddly, mirroring the woman’s occasional double-take at her body and lingerie.
The older officer, complete with moustache and pot-belly sat down opposite to her and waited until the younger one was finished. He then put on his glasses, gave Kim a good look than said:
“Well, miss, I must say you did impress me. Keeping your cool, leaving the phone on and taking care of one of the bad guys. Wow. Anyway, we might need you for the trial, so please stay around. We’ll have two officers on patrol in the area for the next few days in case that more criminals were around.”
Kim thanked him, smiling weakly. She was vaguely aware that Jacob still wasn’t home, but the sudden rush of adrenalin had given her a boost. She was elated at her own strength and somehow, the older man’s admiration increased her confidence. Also he desperately tried to ogle at her soft breasts but did it in a “I’m married, so I really shouldn’t be doing this”-way. He actually blushed a little when she dropped one side of the robe, exposing just a little of her right breast.
“OK. I hope that you’ll sleep well tonight. And don’t forget, you we’re very brave tonight, but you shouldn’t take any risks.”
In the end, the police left, occasionally giving her an inspired stare. She turned off the lights, desperate to calm down, then went to the kitchen to fix herself a night cap. She made a mental note of calling the locksmith tomorrow. The front-door had been broken open, so it would have to be fixed first thing I the morning.
She opened the fridge to see if there was any Bacardi left, feeling the cold chill on her bare skin. Her nipples got hard instantly, swelling to half-inch long bolts. She gently stroked her breast, when she froze. There was something at the door. She waited, lit only by the fridge’s lamp. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice.
“Kim? Is that you?”

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Your daily fix. Well, I'm not quite sure yet, but I might have to take tomorrow off. Sorry guys.

The return?

On the night of Jacob’s expected return, Kim fell into an almost meditative state. She washed, checked her haircut (she had been to the hairdresser earlier that day), prepared her make-up and put some moisturising cream on to soften her skin. She had decided on a very reduced styling, so as not to detract from her tremendous physique.
After this, she put on her underwear, lifting her huge, soft breasts into her bra’s cups one by one. She loved the feeling they gave her. They were warm, heavy and so oddly natural that she instantly hugged herself. She slowly realised that the last two-and-a-half months had been the loneliest time in her life. Even her attempted fuck with Diego had left her even emptier than before. Kim thought about her situation for a while, looking at her mirror dreamily. She had taken all this on her to please a man. Was he worth it? The prospect of wealth was still there, but had been forced into the background by her wanting to become Jacob’s fantasy. She had definitely started to love him. A complete stranger so to say.
She put on a black silk robe with golden details, mostly depicting Asian dragons. Nina had been very strict on this one. She had talked about dragon-symbolism for an hour, before finally showing off her budding tattoo on her back. Since she still wanted to become larger, she had only a small part done to avoid further stretching.
Kim turned off the lights, went down to the living-room and laid down on the beautiful white leather sofa Walter had always been so fussy about. She seriously wondered why he hadn’t wanted to be buried with it. She looked out of the window into the garden.
At eight pm, nothing happened. Jacob’s flight was supposed to land at 7, so she started to wonder. She waited 15 more minutes, then checked the arrivals on the television. Everything was perfect. The machine had landed on time. She sat back down, waiting.
After a while, she turned on the TV. She turned the volume down so she would hear him, but still nothing happened.
At ten pm, she got up angrily, turned off the television and went up to her bedroom. Fuck him, she thought. She stripped down to her underwear, laid down on her bed and tried to sleep a little. Still, she was too nervous to doze off. She looked at the ceiling, feeling angry. Suddenly, she heard a clicking noise. The front-door key? She got to her feet, put on the robe and opened the bedroom door. The noise came again, this time louder, then the front-door opened.
Kim let the lights turned off so as not to spoil the surprise and went down barefoot. All of a sudden, she heard two unfamiliar voices.
“Can’t you open it a little quieter? Stupid fuck!”
“Aw, do it yourself if you’re so smart.”
“Shut up, I heard something!”
She sneaked downstairs to get the phone and call the police. She found it on the sofa-table, vaguely aware of the burglars’ steps by the library door. She dialled the emergency phone number, not realising that the phone would play a fancy little beeping tune while connecting. Instantly, the voices in the library went silent. Just as she heard the operator’s voice, the a shadowy figure appeared in front of her. The man pointed a gun at her and motioned her to turn off the phone. Just as she wanted to comply, another man rushed in, slapping the armed one over the head.
“You goddamn stupid fuck! Why the hell did you bring a gun with you? Do you want us to go to fucking jail? If the cops catch us with a bloody pistol, they’ll get us life for attempted murder.”
The first one ducked down, looking aghast in the darkness.
“I’m sorry. I just brought it for self-defence, I thought the house was empty…”
“If the stupid house is empty, you don’t need any stupid weapon for self-defence!”
As the argument went on, Kim tried to retreat into the darkness. Suddenly, the first one screamed something about her getting away and charged at her. Kim lifted her massive arm as a reflex, the burglar hit it, let out a weak scream, and fell down panting. The guy at her feet desperately tried to get up, but apparently he was completely smashed. He wheezed a little while getting on all fours.
Suddenly the lights went on. The second one had turned them on. He looked at her and muttered a “shit!” under his breath. The two burglars ran as fast as they could, the first one significantly slower than the other one.

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Wow. I like the colouring. Very calm and earthy, yet powerful. Mmhmm!

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I had the same problem (surgeries on the heart) at various times of my life. It's become a sort of identifying thing for me. While it doesn't turn me on, it's still something that makes me who I am and makes me understand other people who suffered the same. Dying and not ending up dead makes me happy, but also uneasy. I hope I didn't upset you, and guarantee that I'll hold back from now on. So, on to the next part!

Hooray for boobies (I just had to)

Kim spent the next week eating ice-cream, watching TV and generally not training. She spent her time on the couch, slowly getting used to the fact that she was unable to see her feet when standing up. Indeed, Louisa had done some marvellous work. The bandages had come off after five days, showing perfectly healed scars. Kim was astounded, but still preferred to rest the whole week. Nina came by every other day, telling her about her various sexual adventures and conquests. Apparently, she had literally picked up a few guys and carried them home with her, subsequently enjoying their company all night long.
Examining her new assets, Kim slowly realised that her life had indeed changed. She started to like her new shape and enjoyed herself. When Nina brought her the newest outfits, it began to feel right.
“Now this next one is an evening dress. It’s black, looks classy, and you can tie it this way to show off your shoulders and this way to show your boobs. Here are a few bras, they should fit you nicely. Not that you need them, but since it’s mostly for looks, they’ll be perfect.”
Kim tried everything on, admiring herself in Nina’s tailor mirrors. She pushed her breasts together, showing a deep, swollen cleavage.
“Jacob will love this. I’m going to be rich. Wow.”
“By the way, do you have any idea how exactly you’re going to get his money?”
“I think I’ll seduce him, then ask him for my share, and well, I can’t imagine that he won’t comply.”
“That seems sensible, but where does Louisa come in? She engineered all this in the first place. She’s not a very trusting person, so why should she help you without a guarantee?”
Kim looked at her friend, wondering. She had implicitly trusted Louisa to come up with a plan beneficial to both of them, but somehow it was coming apart now. What was she up to? She decided to call her partner-in-crime tomorrow. Meanwhile she concentrated on the job at hand.
She spent the next two weeks trying to maintain her shape, occasionally improving smaller areas which she had previously neglected. Nina had developed a fascinating ability to point out these spots. At the same time, her friend was slowly turning into a broad-shouldered monster. Since she was a little shorter than Kim, her muscles looked even bigger. Still, she showed no signs of being done. She still pumped iron every day, apparently fulfilling her life-long desire. Oddly enough, her ongoing preference for junk-food and sweets had not given her Kim’s hourglass-like physique, but had rather maintained her overweight looks, complete with big breasts, proud belly and massive booty. Nina loved the sumo-style and radiated this enthusiasm in such a way that most men had a hard time resisting her.
Kim entirely forgot to call Louisa. When she tried after a week, Louisa’s answering machine told her to call again later. A personal visit to her home didn’t yield anything either.

BTW, spell checking disappeared.

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