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Nora's Discovery
By Morpheus
Nora, sometimes known as Mistress Nora, leaned back at hear large desk and looked around her elegantly decorated home office. Then she absently reached into her humidor for an expensive cigar, quickly preparing and lighting it. A minute later, she blew out a thick stream of smoke out overhead, feeling quite satisfied.
Then Nora turned to her computer and checked her stocks. She nodded, pleased with just how well they were performing. Of course, that was no surprise as she'd carefully researched each of the companies she had invested in and she was almost never wrong in her conclusions. Thanks to her great intelligence and business savvy, she was quite a wealthy woman and becoming even more so every day.
After a few minutes, Nora stood up to her full height of 6 foot 5 and stretched her thick, powerful muscles. She stepped away from the desk, pausing to look at her reflection in the full length mirror she'd hung from her office wall. The image reflected back was quite a sight. She was 26 years old with long, raven black hair, striking emerald green eyes and heavy muscles, covered with curves that even a stripper might envy. Nora's reflection was one that screamed of both sex and power, which pleased her a great deal.
Since work was finished for now, Nora considered going to her personal gym for a nice workout. She flexed her arm and smirked at the bulging bicep. Exercising was always enjoyable, especially when she could push her body to it's limits and improve it even more. But at the moment, Nora was in the mood for an entirely different sort of physical activity.
Nora smirked as she thought of her boy toy Chad. He was an athletic and very cute 17 year old who did ANYTHING she told him, and in return, she took care of him completely. She was his sugar mama...and then some. She even loved him in her own way and was very protective of him. Unfortunately, he wouldn't be out from school for several more hours.
"Perhaps I should call James," Nora mused, thinking of the athletic and well hung pool boy that she occasionally made sport with. It was always enjoyable to have him tied down on her bed. But no, at the moment she was more interested in her favorite boy toy.
Nora took another drag from her cigar then left her office, heading across the house until she reached the bedroom that was reserved for Chad. She paused at the door, absently reminding herself to have a little 'talk' with the boy about his less than perfect grades when he returned home. Of course, that would only occur after he'd served her purposes.
Just then, Nora noticed a gleam of gold coming from beneath Chad's mattress. She immediately reached for it and pulled out a medallion. It was gold, with a green gemstone set in the middle. Nora was sure that she'd never seen this particular piece of jewelry before, but somehow, it seemed familiar.
Suddenly a massive surge of new knowledge and memories flooded into Nora's mind, nearly overwhelming her with the sheer force of it. She gasped in surprise and dropped the medallion as she tried absorbing everything in her head. After a moment, she glared down at the medallion, scowling deeper with every passing moment.
Somehow, Nora knew without a doubt that the medallion was magical. It was almost as if it had communicated to her, telling her what it was and what it could do. It had the power to transfer traits and even roles between people, though for some reason, it would not work on the person who actually wielded the medallion. Stranger still, after it transferred these traits, it would alter reality so that this was the way things had always been, with only the wielder remembering the previous reality.
As strange as the existence of the magic medallion was, Nora was even more stunned by the realization that less than a month earlier, she had been someone else entirely. She had been a fairly plain and ordinary girl of 16, with Chad being both her neighbor and her boyfriend. Nora could clearly remember this life and reality as a teenage girl.
"What the...?" Nora gasped, carefully picking the medallion up again.
Nora silently stared at the medallion for a moment with a deep scowl. She didn't know exactly how or why, but just touching the medallion had restored her old memories, the ones that had been wiped out when it changed reality. Now, for the first time in nearly a month, she remembered the truth.
She could clearly remember having been a normal girl, going on a date with her boyfriend Chad. He had the medallion around his neck and he was grinning excitedly at her. Then they saw Sheila at the restaurant, the prettiest and most popular girl in school. Chad had stared at her, and a moment later, reality had changed. Suddenly, Nora was the prettiest and most popular girl in school, with it having always been that way.
For the next three days, Nora had happily lived in her new reality, enjoying her popularity and the confidence that came with it, never guessing that this wasn't the way it was supposed to be. But then Chad started using the medallion again, this time in a much more subtle way. He changed her hair with that of one girl and her eyes with those of another. Chad spent several more days, slowly making subtle and unnoticed changes, at least unnoticed by any save himself, gradually turning her into his dream girl. She became a few inches taller, bustier, with more kissable lips and a dozen other improvements.
In Nora's original reality, she'd had no idea what Chad's dream girl was, and perhaps he didn't consciously know either. But after he'd slowly started 'improving' her, he obviously saw the chance to make his deepest fantasies into reality and he acted on it. He'd been cautious at first, just making her increasingly sexy, more outgoing and confident. Then he began to get daring, actively bringing his most private fantasies to life.
One day, Nora was not only the sexiest and most popular girl in school, she was also the smartest, with a 4.0 GPA. Chad had traded her IQ with that of the school's smartest student, but it wasn't enough and he switched her intelligence again, this time with a college professor, the smartest person he could find. Suddenly, Nora was a prodigy and no longer even a student at that school.
Nora closed her eyes and took a deep breath, clearly remembering each of these realities and the time she had lived in them. And thanks to the medallion, she not only remembered each of these previous lives, but also knew everything that Chad had done to her with the medallion. She knew which traits he had given to her as well as who donated them. However, she still had no idea where the medallion had come from or how Chad acquired it.
Chad's fantasy woman was most certainly not bimbo cheerleader. Instead, he fantasized about a powerful and dominant woman, one who was better than him in nearly every way. He didn't just want a girl who was much smarter than him, but one who was taller and stronger than him, one who would leave no doubt as to who was really in control of their relationship.
Over the next week, Chad gave Nora the added curves and sexiness of a stripper, the height of a man he'd run into at the mall and all the raw muscles, strength and power of a bodybuilder at the gym. With each change, reality would change as well. She was confident and in control, which was to be expected of a super sexy genius who towered over even the men she encountered. But Chad still wanted more for her.
Now that Chad had transformed her into his physical ideal, he began to actively alter her mind and personality. He transferred the knowledge and skills of a successful and brilliant businessman to her, along with the abilities of some other professionals he thought appropriate. Then came the personality and fetishes of a dominatrix, ensuring that she would not only be as dominant as he desired, but that her own fantasies would compliment his own. But since he wanted her to be firm but gentle instead of sadistic, he'd toned her down by giving her some of the personality traits from his own mother, including her maternal instincts towards him.
Finally, Chad made his last change to her being and reality. Chad's fantasy woman was just that, an adult woman with all of the age, social power, and authority that this conveyed, not a teenage girl who was a year younger than himself. Because of this, he transferred 10 years of age from Nora's mother to herself. She was a little stunned to suddenly realize that her mousy housewife sister had in fact originally been her own mother.
Nora just stared at the medallion, trying to reconcile what she remembered from her original reality with what she knew and was familiar with in her current one. Her sister had been her mother, her naive boy toy had been her more experienced boyfriend, and she herself had just been a scrawny teenage girl. It was hard to believe, though she didn't doubt any of it.
For a moment, Nora became furious that Chad would alter her body, mind, and soul with her permission or even knowledge. She immediately began to consider what would be an appropriate punishment for such a crime, with her brilliant mind quickly coming up with a number of creative and nasty possibilities. Then she took a deep breath and clamped down on her emotions, giving the situation a little more careful thought.
After a minute, Nora smiled, realizing that there was absolutely nothing to be angry about. After all, she not only liked what she had become due to Chad's alterations, she actually loved it. She clearly remembered being the old Nora, a boring teenage girl with few real prospects, but that wasn't her anymore. In fact, that girl almost seemed like a complete stranger. They had almost nothing in common except a name.
"Maybe I should reward him for this instead," Nora mused, eyeing the medallion with a calculating look.
Of course, Nora might not be mad at Chad anymore, but that certainly didn't mean she was going to let him keep the medallion. She might care a great deal about him, but he was still just a foolish child who couldn't be trusted with something as powerful as this. And more importantly, she wasn't going to let him or anyone else make any alterations to her without her permission again. She liked herself as she was far too much to ever let that happen.
"I'll keep this for now on," Nora said as she turned and walked out of Chad's room, the medallion firmly grasped in her hand.
As Nora returned to her office, she considered the medallion, knowing that she couldn't use it on herself but that it still had certain uses. If she was careful, she could even make a few transfers that would benefit her a great deal. She smiled as she slipped back behind her desk, absently reaching for a fresh cigar. Nora could even use the medallion on Chad, improving him for his own good...and hers.
"I wonder what my little toy will be like with a bigger cock," Nora mused, pausing to light her cigar. After blowing a thick stream of smoke off to the side, she smirked, "I can't wait for my favorite toy to get home from school. We are going to have so much to talk about..."
THE END
By Morpheus
Nora, sometimes known as Mistress Nora, leaned back at hear large desk and looked around her elegantly decorated home office. Then she absently reached into her humidor for an expensive cigar, quickly preparing and lighting it. A minute later, she blew out a thick stream of smoke out overhead, feeling quite satisfied.
Then Nora turned to her computer and checked her stocks. She nodded, pleased with just how well they were performing. Of course, that was no surprise as she'd carefully researched each of the companies she had invested in and she was almost never wrong in her conclusions. Thanks to her great intelligence and business savvy, she was quite a wealthy woman and becoming even more so every day.
After a few minutes, Nora stood up to her full height of 6 foot 5 and stretched her thick, powerful muscles. She stepped away from the desk, pausing to look at her reflection in the full length mirror she'd hung from her office wall. The image reflected back was quite a sight. She was 26 years old with long, raven black hair, striking emerald green eyes and heavy muscles, covered with curves that even a stripper might envy. Nora's reflection was one that screamed of both sex and power, which pleased her a great deal.
Since work was finished for now, Nora considered going to her personal gym for a nice workout. She flexed her arm and smirked at the bulging bicep. Exercising was always enjoyable, especially when she could push her body to it's limits and improve it even more. But at the moment, Nora was in the mood for an entirely different sort of physical activity.
Nora smirked as she thought of her boy toy Chad. He was an athletic and very cute 17 year old who did ANYTHING she told him, and in return, she took care of him completely. She was his sugar mama...and then some. She even loved him in her own way and was very protective of him. Unfortunately, he wouldn't be out from school for several more hours.
"Perhaps I should call James," Nora mused, thinking of the athletic and well hung pool boy that she occasionally made sport with. It was always enjoyable to have him tied down on her bed. But no, at the moment she was more interested in her favorite boy toy.
Nora took another drag from her cigar then left her office, heading across the house until she reached the bedroom that was reserved for Chad. She paused at the door, absently reminding herself to have a little 'talk' with the boy about his less than perfect grades when he returned home. Of course, that would only occur after he'd served her purposes.
Just then, Nora noticed a gleam of gold coming from beneath Chad's mattress. She immediately reached for it and pulled out a medallion. It was gold, with a green gemstone set in the middle. Nora was sure that she'd never seen this particular piece of jewelry before, but somehow, it seemed familiar.
Suddenly a massive surge of new knowledge and memories flooded into Nora's mind, nearly overwhelming her with the sheer force of it. She gasped in surprise and dropped the medallion as she tried absorbing everything in her head. After a moment, she glared down at the medallion, scowling deeper with every passing moment.
Somehow, Nora knew without a doubt that the medallion was magical. It was almost as if it had communicated to her, telling her what it was and what it could do. It had the power to transfer traits and even roles between people, though for some reason, it would not work on the person who actually wielded the medallion. Stranger still, after it transferred these traits, it would alter reality so that this was the way things had always been, with only the wielder remembering the previous reality.
As strange as the existence of the magic medallion was, Nora was even more stunned by the realization that less than a month earlier, she had been someone else entirely. She had been a fairly plain and ordinary girl of 16, with Chad being both her neighbor and her boyfriend. Nora could clearly remember this life and reality as a teenage girl.
"What the...?" Nora gasped, carefully picking the medallion up again.
Nora silently stared at the medallion for a moment with a deep scowl. She didn't know exactly how or why, but just touching the medallion had restored her old memories, the ones that had been wiped out when it changed reality. Now, for the first time in nearly a month, she remembered the truth.
She could clearly remember having been a normal girl, going on a date with her boyfriend Chad. He had the medallion around his neck and he was grinning excitedly at her. Then they saw Sheila at the restaurant, the prettiest and most popular girl in school. Chad had stared at her, and a moment later, reality had changed. Suddenly, Nora was the prettiest and most popular girl in school, with it having always been that way.
For the next three days, Nora had happily lived in her new reality, enjoying her popularity and the confidence that came with it, never guessing that this wasn't the way it was supposed to be. But then Chad started using the medallion again, this time in a much more subtle way. He changed her hair with that of one girl and her eyes with those of another. Chad spent several more days, slowly making subtle and unnoticed changes, at least unnoticed by any save himself, gradually turning her into his dream girl. She became a few inches taller, bustier, with more kissable lips and a dozen other improvements.
In Nora's original reality, she'd had no idea what Chad's dream girl was, and perhaps he didn't consciously know either. But after he'd slowly started 'improving' her, he obviously saw the chance to make his deepest fantasies into reality and he acted on it. He'd been cautious at first, just making her increasingly sexy, more outgoing and confident. Then he began to get daring, actively bringing his most private fantasies to life.
One day, Nora was not only the sexiest and most popular girl in school, she was also the smartest, with a 4.0 GPA. Chad had traded her IQ with that of the school's smartest student, but it wasn't enough and he switched her intelligence again, this time with a college professor, the smartest person he could find. Suddenly, Nora was a prodigy and no longer even a student at that school.
Nora closed her eyes and took a deep breath, clearly remembering each of these realities and the time she had lived in them. And thanks to the medallion, she not only remembered each of these previous lives, but also knew everything that Chad had done to her with the medallion. She knew which traits he had given to her as well as who donated them. However, she still had no idea where the medallion had come from or how Chad acquired it.
Chad's fantasy woman was most certainly not bimbo cheerleader. Instead, he fantasized about a powerful and dominant woman, one who was better than him in nearly every way. He didn't just want a girl who was much smarter than him, but one who was taller and stronger than him, one who would leave no doubt as to who was really in control of their relationship.
Over the next week, Chad gave Nora the added curves and sexiness of a stripper, the height of a man he'd run into at the mall and all the raw muscles, strength and power of a bodybuilder at the gym. With each change, reality would change as well. She was confident and in control, which was to be expected of a super sexy genius who towered over even the men she encountered. But Chad still wanted more for her.
Now that Chad had transformed her into his physical ideal, he began to actively alter her mind and personality. He transferred the knowledge and skills of a successful and brilliant businessman to her, along with the abilities of some other professionals he thought appropriate. Then came the personality and fetishes of a dominatrix, ensuring that she would not only be as dominant as he desired, but that her own fantasies would compliment his own. But since he wanted her to be firm but gentle instead of sadistic, he'd toned her down by giving her some of the personality traits from his own mother, including her maternal instincts towards him.
Finally, Chad made his last change to her being and reality. Chad's fantasy woman was just that, an adult woman with all of the age, social power, and authority that this conveyed, not a teenage girl who was a year younger than himself. Because of this, he transferred 10 years of age from Nora's mother to herself. She was a little stunned to suddenly realize that her mousy housewife sister had in fact originally been her own mother.
Nora just stared at the medallion, trying to reconcile what she remembered from her original reality with what she knew and was familiar with in her current one. Her sister had been her mother, her naive boy toy had been her more experienced boyfriend, and she herself had just been a scrawny teenage girl. It was hard to believe, though she didn't doubt any of it.
For a moment, Nora became furious that Chad would alter her body, mind, and soul with her permission or even knowledge. She immediately began to consider what would be an appropriate punishment for such a crime, with her brilliant mind quickly coming up with a number of creative and nasty possibilities. Then she took a deep breath and clamped down on her emotions, giving the situation a little more careful thought.
After a minute, Nora smiled, realizing that there was absolutely nothing to be angry about. After all, she not only liked what she had become due to Chad's alterations, she actually loved it. She clearly remembered being the old Nora, a boring teenage girl with few real prospects, but that wasn't her anymore. In fact, that girl almost seemed like a complete stranger. They had almost nothing in common except a name.
"Maybe I should reward him for this instead," Nora mused, eyeing the medallion with a calculating look.
Of course, Nora might not be mad at Chad anymore, but that certainly didn't mean she was going to let him keep the medallion. She might care a great deal about him, but he was still just a foolish child who couldn't be trusted with something as powerful as this. And more importantly, she wasn't going to let him or anyone else make any alterations to her without her permission again. She liked herself as she was far too much to ever let that happen.
"I'll keep this for now on," Nora said as she turned and walked out of Chad's room, the medallion firmly grasped in her hand.
As Nora returned to her office, she considered the medallion, knowing that she couldn't use it on herself but that it still had certain uses. If she was careful, she could even make a few transfers that would benefit her a great deal. She smiled as she slipped back behind her desk, absently reaching for a fresh cigar. Nora could even use the medallion on Chad, improving him for his own good...and hers.
"I wonder what my little toy will be like with a bigger cock," Nora mused, pausing to light her cigar. After blowing a thick stream of smoke off to the side, she smirked, "I can't wait for my favorite toy to get home from school. We are going to have so much to talk about..."
THE END
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The magic necklace-a female muscle drain story
DISCLAIMER:Contains female muscle growth, height growth, drain and femdom.  John was always an athletic guy. He was the captain of  the highschool  football team standing at 6 '3 and 230 pounds of muscle, his biceps peaking at an astounding 20 inches. He was the wet dream of every girl and got every girl that he had wanted. He was currently dating Becky, a blond cheerleader. She was one of the most beautiful girls in school, tempting every man with her curvy body and perky D cup breasts.She was tall and beautiful as well, standing at 5'7.They were the perfect couple and every other senior at school thought that they were a match made in heaven.  John and Becky were currently at the mall on a date.Becky clung to his powerful arm, eating a strawberry ice cream. She wore an exotic necklace with a red gem around her neck. "What is so interesting about that old piece of junk?" asked John, referring to the necklace. "Oh, come on! Don't be like that. It's a charm that brings good luck." Said Becky, John snorting at that. "Do you really believe in that bullshit? There is nothing such as a good luck charm, that old hag scammed me and stole my money!To hell wit her and the whole stupid pawn shop!" The jock complained. "And who cares if it's a scam?It's beautiful and unique, none in school has anything like this!" She cheered, looking down at the jewelry. John didn't seem too convinced as he just rolled his eyes. Becky finished her ice cream as she smirked, getting an idea. "Aw, c'mon! Don't be like that, I can make it worthwhile for you~" She said in a seductive tone, pressing her breasts against his arm. John smirked, a bulge appearing in jeans. "To my place then." Arriving at John's apartment, the two were furiously kissing while going in. John closed the door, not even bothering to lock it, as Becky was unzipping his jeans, his 8 inch cock springing out slapping against the cheerleader's face.She gave it a long lick from base to tip causing John to grunt. Wasting no time, she put his penis into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down, sucking on it, all while looking up at him with her radiant blue eyes. She was swallowing deeper and deeper, up until to the point of deepthroating him. Suddenly, the red piece of jewelry around Becky's neck started glowing red, a red ominous aura surrounding Becky's entire body.John felt slowly getting weaker and weaker. His muscles began visibly deflating and he was becoming shorter. To the contrary, Becky's clothes started feeling out as her muscles began growing, her shoulders and the entire frame widening. In sudden shock and fear John attempted to slap her away from him, but to his even greater surprise, he couldn't move. He was stuck in the same position at the growing girl's mercy. "What the fuck is going?! Whatever you are doing Becky stop this instant!" He cried out, but to no avail. Becky didn't even hear his pleads for help, too intoxicated by the pleasure of growth to hear anything. She was letting out muffled moans as she continued to grow. Her shirt was barely containing her muscles as tears started appearing all over it. Her height was increasing too as her skirt was slowly becoming a mini skirt. She was sucking on his  faster and faster. Despite his fear and shock John was dreadfully close to release. She continued growing and he continued shrinking.Finally, he finished, shooting a streak of cum down Becky's throat which she gulped down gladly.  John took a couple of steps backwards as he looked at his new form. He was reduced to a skinny 5'3 feet tall midget. There seemingly wasn't even an ounce of muscle on his body. On the contrary, Becky was now far taller. Even when crouching she was at John's eye level. As she stood up to her new amazonian height of 6'7 her clothes snapped and tore apart as she moved to examine her new perfect body. Her body was covered in ripped, shredded bulging muscles from head to toe. Her shoulders were boulders of power and dominance and her chest had grown a cup bigger. She didn't even need a bra anymore as her powerful pecs gave all the support her chest would need. She now had six pack abs, a thick vein sexily running down her midsection. Her arms were beautifully sculpted. Flexing them, Becky brought them to an astounding 30 inches! She traced a finger across one in amazement, captivated by it's size. "Wow.." She muttered as she couldn't help but bite her lip with arousal. She then looked down seeing her legs which were absolute tree trunks. Simply one glance at them and anyone would know with certainty that crushing watermelons is no difficult task for them.  "Wow this is.. I look amazing and so hot! I have bigger muscles than anyone in school!" She laughed cheerfully, doing a crab flex. John looked at this horrified. All his hard work, all of the years he put in perfecting and sculpting his body were now gone, all of it transferred to his girlfriend. "You stupid bitch, you stole all of my muscles! How am I supposed to go out now?!" He snapped at her, yelling furiously, tears appearing in his eyes. Becky looked at John as she began laughing. "You look pathetic! This is supposed to be the star of the football team?! I bet one of my thighs has more muscle than your entire body does! But, looks like one thing didn't shrink." She said, eyeing his, despite cumming minutes ago, erect cock. It was still the same size as before. Becky bit her lips, fondling her breasts.Her nipples were already erect and her sex was dripping sex fluid on the floor. She slowly approached John, like a predator would to it's prey. "You took all my muscle and now you want to take all of my dignity, too? Leave me alone!" He cried out. "You can say that all you want but your cock doesn't agree as far as I can see."John knew that she was right.He was right now going through a roller coaster of emotion. He sure was angered, but he also felt overwhelming lust and arousal for Becky. He wanted her, to be dominated by her which was the part that scared him the most.  Becky was now in front of him as she effortlessly picked him up by his shirt and brought him over to the bed, placing him down. She kneeled above him, her pussy right above his excited member. She slammed her dripping hole on his manhood with a powerful moan. Her vaginal muscles also got a boost meaning that they were gripping and milking John's cock more than ever before causing him to grunt. She pinned his arms down with ease as she started jumping up and down on his cock with loud thuds. Becky felt amazing, she never knew that being the dominant one in sex could feel so good, that completely overpowering her partner could be so enjoyable. She absolutely loved the sensation her new muscles gave her. One could even call it an addiction with how much she enjoyed it. "Oh god, yes! This is what I needed!" She yelled in ecstasy, becoming rougher and rougher. John was enjoying this as much as she was as he was looking up at her perfect breasts jumping up and down. Her body was now more perfect than it has ever been and he got to experience it first hand.With a powerful series of moans Becky finished, squirting her love juices all over John's manhood. John would follow by shooting a load of cum into her pussy.  Rolling off of him, Becky was laying next to John, breathing heavily, her chest heaving up and down. John was staring into the  ceiling contemplating what had just happened and his own emotions. He felt bitter and angry that she forced herself onto him like that but deep down he felt like this was the best sex he ever had.His trance and train of thought was broken by Becky's girly voice. "This was the best sex I ever had, I never knew that being this strong would feel this good! If I knew that it would have turned out like this I would have asked you to buy it for me sooner!" She laughed. "But, now that you are a skinny weakling I don't see a purpose in staying with you. With this new upgrade I could have any man I want and there are much hotter guys than you out there now." She said, getting off of the bed. "First you steal my muscles, than my dignity then you decide to leave me?! God, Becky, don't you have any sympathy for me?! If it weren't for me you would never have that body so be at least a little grateful, damnit!" He yelled, his face reddening and tears streaming down his face. He was finally reaching a breaking point. However, Becky didn't care. She just gave him a disgusted look as she went towards the bathroom and wrapped a towel around her waist, barely covering her body. She opened the door and left, leaving John completely alone. 
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The magic necklace part 2-Female muscle story
WARNING:Contains nudity, lesbian sex, domination, feats and strength and muscle worship. If you aren't into any of this, please leave. Couple of hours after getting drained, John was sitting in his apartment, alone. The lights were dimmed and he was just lying down on the bed, emptily staring at the ceiling above him. After Becky drained him of his size he lost nearly all of his energy together with his muscles. He was now a nobody, a little pathetic skeleton, a shadow of his former self, while Becky was now a sexy amazon goddess with a perfect body. As he thought about her and the whole situation he felt a mix of emotions. He felt sadness and pity for himself, while also feeling anger, hatred and contempt towards Becky.But despite that, there was also a feeling of lust, longing and desire for Becky and her new body. This was the best sex he had ever had and deep down he knew it. As he thought about it, his cock, the only thing that remained the same size as his old self, the 8 inch organ even looking a little comical and out of place on his new miniscule frame, was erect. It was the biggest erection he had ever had. He felt a deep sense of shame and disgust for himself because of that, for feeling desire for the one who shattered his ego and ruined his life. Breaking him out of his trance of negativity, someone knocked on the front door. John ignored it. He didn't care who it was, not wanting anyone to see him. The knocking got progressively louder. "Hey, dude, you there?" a feminine voice asked.The one knocking was Veronica, a girl John was cheating Becky with. After a while, the black haired girl noticed that the door was slightly open, just barely enough to take a peek inside. Grabbing the knob she opened the door and walked inside, her eyes widening in shock at the sight before her. "John?! Is that you?" Veronica just couldn't believe her eyes. The hulking stud that plowed her couple of days ago was no reduced to nothing but a skinny weakling. "Veronica?!" John managed to say. In a second, the girl's shock transformed into amusement, her face twisting into a cruel grin. "What happened to you? You look so pathetic now! I cant belive you are the same guy who used to fuck me silly. I didn't know that football team captains are this scrawny!" She laughed with sadistic glee. This caused his eyes to tear up and grit his teeth in frustration.``Veronica, please! Don't tell anyone! I beg you!" He begged, although knowing how badly she treated the nerds back in school, he had a feeling that it wont work. But, in all of his despair, that's the only thing he could have done and just hope for a miracle, hope that it will. "Oh, don't worry, I won't tell anyone." A wave of hope washed over him, his worries lifted from him.``But.. I will show everyone!" She took out her phone, facing the camera towards him, taking a couple of pictures. "These will be real bangers on insta! They will look just perfect next to your old pictures!" she gloated. "Wait, Veronica please no! Don't! Remember all the fun times we had together?Please, have mercy! For the sake of the old times!" He pleaded, tears now streaming down his face. This was his last hope to save himself from even further humiliation.But, to that, Veronica laughed once again.``Nope, no way!" She said, looking at her phone. "Sent!Enjoy the humiliation, wuss. Your wimpy ass is probably into that, though. I bet you are gonna be creaming yourself all over the floor when I leave!" She taunted John. He wondered how she does not feel any compassion for him, how can anyone be so cruel and enjoy torturing someone this much.And with that, she left the apartment. Tomorow at school.. Two girls were talking to one another in the school hallway next to the lockers, Hannah and Amy. Hannah was a dark skinned girl with short black hair standing at 5 '8.She was wearing a short sleeved shirt that revealed her stomach, showing a defined 6-pack.The other girl, Amy, was pretty petite in comparison. She was standing at 5'5 and wore a sweater that hid her features pretty well. She had green eyes and red hair. Despite being smaller, she was without a doubt cuter and prettier of the two. "Have you heard the news about Becky's boyfriend?" Amy asked, shifting the topic. "I haven't. Did Becky finally suck the soul out of him with her bullshit?" The darker skinned girl jokes, grinning causing Amy to roll her eyes. "No. Look." Amy took her phone out, showing Hannah Veronica's Instagram, or rather, the picture of John that she had posted. Hannah stared at it for a moment, raising an eyebrow. "No way, that's bullshit.That whore must have talked one of those nerds into photoshopping a picture of him." She crossed her arms, skeptical. "Well it could be some sort of new disease that causes the patient to lose muscle rapidly. Wouldn't be that surprising with the amount of viruses that appeared out of nowhere these past couple of years." "The media would still be pretty quick to cover it, I don't think that a disease that dangerous would remain unnoticed." Amy just shrugged at that remark. "I guess that's true." Suddenly, a towering shadow eclipsed them. Both of the girls made a confused expression. Turning around to see what the Hell was next to them, their eyes widened at what they saw. They were met with the biggest tits they ever set their upon at their eye level, at least double D's. While they were covered by a black tank top, that was the only thing that was covered on the behemoth's hulking upper body. Looking up to see who this amazing body belonged to, both of the girls screamed. "Becky!?" "What the hell happened to you?You are so.. so.. so.." "Huge?" Becky grinned at Hannah's shock and stuttering.Both of the smaller girls nodded. After this neither was able to say a single word as they started ogling the body of their friend. Hannah was standing at 6'7, effortlessly towering over both of them.She was sporting insanely wide and powerful shoulders, massive double D cup tiddies covered by a blue tank top. But, that was the only thing covered on her upper body. Below them she had the most ripped 6-pack they had ever seen, the ridges and openings between the muscles having perfect depth to them. They looked as if an architect carved them out of marble. Her arms were absolutely massive, even unflexed, it was as if someone ripped them off of the She-Hulk, dyed them and slapped them on her body. Examining even further down her body she wore a pretty short red skirt, revealing her massive legs. Her thighs looked like she could easily crush a watermelon to bits and pieces. Combined with diamond shaped calves, thus giving Becky absolutely smoking hot legs. She absolutely loved the feeling of their eyes exploring her body. "You girls like what you see?" Saying with a feminine voice that didn't really sound like it belonged to the owner of the body, the amazon turned around for them to see her backside, too. Her back was so massive and ripped that you could mistaken it for a mountain range. Her ass wasn't any worse, either. It was the biggest ass in the whole school, even among the cheerleaders.Both Hannah and Amy stared at her with lust in their eyes, despite thinking that they were straight thus far, especially Hannah. Snapping out of it, the girls shook their heads. "Don't change the subject, blondie! What steroids are you using?" Hannah asked, her lust nearly instantly turned into annoyance and rage. She was slaving away at the gym for years and she was nowhere near that big, her feelings were reasonable and logical. Or perhaps she was feeling jealous instead, or maybe a combination of all three? "Nah, no steroids all natural here.Although, these gains aren't exactly mine, so to speak." Becky chuckled, not intending to explain what really happened just yet, wanting to tease her friend. "What the hell are you on about? Are you high?!" "No need to be jealous of me just because I'm bigger than you, Hannah. With enough hard work you too can get arms like these!" With a flex Becky brought her bicep to 30 inches. Hannah's eyes widened at the sight. It wasn't even pumped from a workout, yet this was the biggest bicep she had ever seen! Within jealousy and anger there was another feeling;arousal. She wanted to touch the massive muscle before her so bad, but held back, not willing to throw her dignity away just yet. Instead, she took a deep breath and calmed down. "See? Calming down wasn't so hard." Becky teased, returning her arm to its normal position. "How much can you lift?" Hannah asked, in a tone that was oddly calm compared to how she acted a moment ago. "What?" Becky paused for a moment before answering, caught off guard by the question. Truth was she didn't go to a gym to test her new strength, quite frankly she didn't care about that. She only cared about being able to dominate others in bed which was how she intended to test her strength. "You heard me. What is your PR?" Hannah repeated the question, this time her tone was a bit more annoyed. Her annoyance came from not understanding the situation, how could she not know what her lifting capabilities were? No matter how quickly she got those results she must have worked out to get them, you can't just magically get muscles like that. So how did she not know? "Do you really not know how much can you lift?" She added. "I don't, I told you. These muscles were not exactly earned by me." "What the hell does that mean?" "So basically..'' Just as Becky was about to explain, the bell rang. "Tch, nevermind. I'll explain you after the class." The blonde exclaimed, slightly annoyed that the bell cut her off, the trio heading to the classroom. The whole time Amy was quiet and was using her phone as a way to distract herself from lusting over Becky, but she was listening.She was connecting the dots Hannah didn't seem to. A thought flashed in her mind. Could Becky have drained John's muscles? That was indeed a crazy idea that seemed impossible, but.. the timing was a bit too perfect. "Hey, Becky. Have you seen what happened to your boyfriend?" Asked Amy to see what Becky's answer would be and whether it would confirm her theory or not. Becky just smirked. "Yeah, I did. I saw it first hand, in fact." She said, chuckling. Amy's eyes widened in shock, she really did somehow drain John. Hannah didn't really register this as she was lost though, she was telling herself that Becky's muscles must be a trick, there is no way that she could have gotten this muscular in such a short time. She was probably using oil to inflate her muscles, there was no way that they were actually legit, Hannah thought, knowing deep inside her heart that it was a lie. Still, she wanted to confirm to herself that it was true. "Pfft, I bet that your muscles are fake. You are probably using oil or some shit to inflate them so they look bigger. I bet that you haven't even stepped foot into the gym." "Did my muscles look fake back then?" "They didn't, but as I said, you are using oil to make them look real. You don't even know how you can lift!" "I said that I would explain the whole situation to you later, Hannah. I know that you are but jesus fucking christ can we get to the class in peace?!" Becky was getting pretty annoyed at Hannah's antics, she was clearly doing that just to be annoying and petty. "Tell you what, blondie. After the class it's recess so why don't we go to the school gym so you can prove to me how real those muscles really are. What do you say?" "I don't know, I don't really like gyms. They are boring!" The amazon whined. "So I guess I was right.. You really are nothing but a faker..I bet that you would struggle with those little pink weights!" Hannah laughed, teasing and mocking Becky. This made the blonde even more pissed. "Fine! If that's what it takes to make you shut the fuck up let's go there!" She shouted. She did hate the gym, but she was willing to force herself to do something that boring to make her friend shut the hell up. "Yo, Amy. Wannna come with?" Asked Hannah asked. Amy blushed, not really wanting to get messy watching Becky lift in the middle of the school which would likely happen if she attended the show. "N-No, thanks.. I'm not really into the gym.." Said the redhead, flushed and embarrassed. "Suit yourself.." Everything went relatively normally up until the recess, other than some rather new experiences for Becky. Once she got into the classroom the chair groaned under her new weight and she had troubles adjusting herself and her legs under the table due to her new size which was pretty annoying. However, on the plus size, everyone in class was staring and drooling over her new body, nobody was paying attention or cared about the lesson at hand, especially the boys, constantly whispering about how they would do various things to the amazon in bed. Becky enjoyed all the attention that she was getting and was showing off certain parts of her body subtly, arms, legs, tits and ass. It certainly gave the boys something to think about tonight in bed. Even Hannah and Amy got more than a few looks in. After the class the duo head to the gym, Hannah having a smug grin on her face. "You are such a slut, showing off your body that easily." She teased. "Funny coming from you.Weren't you also enjoying the show?" Becky laughed, causing Hannah to roll her eyes. Eventually they arrived at their destination, fortunately nobody was using the gym during recess so the space was completely empty for the two. Well, not so fortunately for Becky as she wanted to show off to more people than just Hannah if she had to do this, but whatever. Becky looked around the room, a little overwhelmed by the various gym equipment, not knowing where to begin.She stared at Hannah expectantly, waiting for her instructions. "Really? You don't even know what to begin with?" The smaller girl exclaimed in annoyance. "Just shut up and tell me what to do." Becky protested, crossing her arms. Sighing, Hannah pointed towards the free weights. Looking over, Becky approached them and picked up one of the 190 lbs weights.She started doing reps with it, her bicep peaking higher and higher, growing bigger with each rep, showing close to no strain as she curled them. Hannah's eyes widened at the blonde's casual ease at lifting those weights. After 10 reps, she put the weight down. "Huh, this one was kinda light. Let's try a heavier one.." She took the heaviest one in, the 200 lbs one. She started curling them, with a bit more strain than the last one. Her bicep peaked even bigger this time, with each rep came out a primal grunt. After 15 reps she switched to the other arm, while Hannah couldn't believe what she was witnessing. How was all of this real, she thought. None can get this strong in a day or two.. What was going on..? As Becky finished with the dumbbell, she put it back, flexing both of her arms now, even more massive with the additional pump before, now peaking at 32 inches! "Mmmm I still hate working out, but it's honestly worth it if it's gonna make me this massive!" She grinned, her eyes locked on her left arm. Pulling her head closer, she locked her lips on to it, giving it a kiss, leaving a red kiss mark of her lipstick on it. After she was done she looked at Hannah with a smirk on her face.``Are we done here now? Are you now convinced that these muscles are real?" Those words snapped Hannah out of her trance as she shook her head. "P-Pfft, hell no! Bicep curls aren't a real test of strength, anyways. Bench Press is! If you are really so strong, show me your bench!" She exclaimed confidently and boldly, although on the inside she was as flustered and horny for the goddess her friend has become as much as she could. Truthfully, she wanted this to go on so she wouldn't need to accept defeat and because she wanted to see Becky lift even more. She laughed at that. "Alright, if you say so. You are the judge." She said in a playful tone, walking towards the bench press. Picking up four 100 plates and two 50 lb plates, racking them on the bar, she got under it, putting her hands on it. "Uuh Hannah, maybe you shouldn't do that.. That's too much, you'll get hurt." The smaller girl said, expressing concern for her friend, especially since she was lifting the weight of an olympic level. But, Becky didn't care. She lifted the weight, bringing it down to her chest, the above. She grunted as she pumped out rep after rep with this record breaking weight of gargantuan proportions. Her body was covered in sweat, and her panties were even wetter than her body. While she was struggling with the weight, the thought of lifting it despite most guys not being able to do so made her so hot, she enjoyed the feeling of superiority. With a final, primal grunt, she completed the 7th and final rep, putting the weight back. Standing up, fully soaked in sweat, she hit the most muscular pose, a massive vein appearing over each of her biceps. "God, I feel so STRONG! I never imagined that lifting weights this heavy could be so.. empowering! I feel like I could do anything right now!" Becky roared in her power trip, a crazed glint in her blue eyes. Meanwhile, Hannah was left speechless. Her mouth hanging wide open, she stared at Becky.Her eyes wandered all over the body of the muscle godess, wanting to touch her entire body, lick the sweat off her. Standing back up to her full height, she looked at Hannah, grinning. "And what do we have here? Enjoyed the show? You don't need to answer that, your slutty croch already did for you." She shot a glare towards Hannah's visibly wet shorts. "Y-Yeah, right, as if I would be turned on by you and your..towering height, large and perky breasts, massive biceps, chiseled abs and beastly strength.." Hannah said this in an attempt to remain with her pride intact, but instead made it even worse by accidentally fantasasing about her. Becky laughed. "Well, I do need a shower. Can't continue the school day like this..," She paused, grinning devilishly as she got an idea."..andd you do deserve a reward for annoying me into this and making me feel this good." Becky approached Hannah, and before she could react picked her up and hoisted her over her shoulder."Damn, girl! You are as light as a feather. You should put some meat on your bones, honestly." She teased, as she headed for the showers. "Hey, what are you doing?! Let go of me!" Hannah protested, hitting Becky's back repeatedly in frustration. But, it felt as if she was hitting a boulder, it was as if Becky couldn't even feel her hits from the difference in strength. "Dont lie to yourself, you know you want this. It's the perfect opportunity, you know. None is around, class already started. None can hear us. We can do whatever we want there, we can do whatever perverted fantasy you have that in that little, slutty head of yours.""I dont want to do this here, though! It's too risky!" "Stop being a little worrywart, Hannah. It will be fine, none will hear us." Becky walked to the shower room, putting Hannah down and taking her tank top and skirt off, fully revealing her body in all of its glory. Hannah's eyes were wide, scanning Becky's entire body. Large perky breasts with erect nipples, massive pumped up biceps, blocky 6-pack abs, thick muscular tree trunk thighs and a perfect pink pussy. She could barely contain herself. "Undress." Becky commanded with power in her voice, booming all over the room. She couldn't help but obey, revealing her own body. It was toned and pretty athletic with a 6 pack of her own, but not as big or defined. Becky bit her lip, enjoying the show. "You are also pretty hot, can't believe I never tried to bang you.." She turned on the shower, warm water flowing over the two. Hannah was right in front of Becky now, heat radiating off her body was immense. She was dwarfed by the blonde amazon, she both hated it and loved it. Flexing her biceps, she looked down at Hannah. "Feel free to touch, my sturdy, rock hard sexy muscle." Becky said huskily, and the dark skinned beauty didn't need more encouragement. She started rubbing Becky's abs, those 6 blocks of muscles were the hardest she had ever felt. They were like a washboard.``Wow.." Hannah whispered, amazed. Lowering her arms down to Hannah's height, she did the most muscular pose. Muscle rippled across her wide frame. Wasting no time, the brunette traced her fingers across her arms, incredibly wet by this point. Across each bicep there was an incredibly thick vein pumping blood into her powerful body. She squeezed them, but it was futile;her super hard muscles did not give in. She started kissing them, placing a series of kisses across her hard muscles, and she was moving down.From her hard biceps, to her rock like abs, through her melon crushing thighs all the way down to her diamond shaped calves, all of those muscles traced by her kisses. Hannah's efforts were rewarded by small moans coming from Becky's mouth, increasing her lust by the second. Her pussy was now incredibly wet. "Mmm, come here.." Grabbing the smaller girl by her ponytail, Becky forced her face into her pussy. "You know what to do.." Compliantly, Hannah inserted her tongue into the blonde's pussy, exploring her insides with her tongue. Letting out a husky moan, Becky pushed Hannah into herself even more, rubbing her nipple with the other hand, further stimulating herself. "OOOOH yeah... fuuuck keep going, I'm close.." Becky moaned, now thrusting her vagina into Hannah's face. Her moans were getting louder and louder, pleasure piercing her mind like a spear. Soon after Becky came with an earth shattering all over Hanna's face." FUUUCK YEAH!" She roared, now applying the force on the back of Hannah's head with both arms, her muscles tensing. At this moment Hannah came too.. all the sounds and the dominance Becky was having over her was too much, pushing her over the edge. Both were weak in the knees, sitting down in the shower, panting. "Judging by the mess you made you enjoyed yourself very much as well. And to think that you didn't want to do it at first!Good thing I know what you really want and strong enough to force you to do it, even when you don't want to!" Becky teased, smirking. Hannah furiously blushed, looking away, pouting.``You didnt force me to do anything, I could have easily gotten away from you if I wanted to!Hmph!" As soon as Hannah said this, she was pinned down by her hands. The blonde lowered herself down on her, furiously kissing and exploring Hannah's mouth. It was much bigger and stronger than her friend's, easily dominating her mouth. After a minute, she pulled away and let go of Hannah, smirking. "Yeah, you sure could." She said sarcastically after proving her point. "You just caught me off guard, this proves nothing!" Laughing lightly, Becky remarked:"Yeah, sure you could. Now let's properly clean ourselves and get out of here before someone arrives." ------------------------------------------------------ Sorry for the wait, I had an insane lack of motivation last couple of months because of some serious issues. No muscle drain in this installment unfortunately, but there will be in the next chapter! Stay tuned!
This is the story of a woman who discovers that she isn't quite who she thinks she is.
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