Dave looked down at the wand that rested in his hands, considering the god-like power he had at his disposal. In a matter of moments, he had turned Jackie from a petite girl that barely weighed 100 pounds, to the mountain of muscle that sat across the table from him now. He grabbed his Diet Coke and took a sip, contemplating his next move with the wand. As he drank, he also eyed Jackie, the attraction he had had for her over the past several months giving way to outright lust as he watched her shoulders and biceps tense up at the slightest movement.
Setting the glass down, his mind began to wonder and he pictured both Brittany and Rachel as large as Jackie, more as a fantasy than anything else. Dave imagined the three musclebound girls being able to bench 2000 pounds easily and spotting each other in the gym as a crowd looked on. Lost in the fantasy momentarily, he pictured the girls' strength growing as steadily as Jackie's, wondering what it would be like to have three young women on campus that could outlift the entire football team.
Seeming to read his thoughts, the wand sprang to life and another beam shot out of the tip, before splitting in two and hitting both Brittany and Rachael. Instantly, their musculature transformed to match that of Jackie's.
Brittany's wardrobe had morphed from a simple t shirt she had bought on campus, to a half shirt, the ends of which barely went past her immense breasts. The sleeves had been cut off, displaying all of her massive arms and the majority of her shoulders, though a tiny portion of the cannonball-sized delts remained hidden. Looking down, Dave could see Brittany had somehow managed to squeeze into a tight pair of bicycle shorts, her huge quads stretching the fabric to its limit. Her 25" biceps bunched up mightily, as she casually tightened the scrunchie in her hair, trying to get Brandon's attention. He looked away, as disgusted with her as he was with Jackie.
Rachel's clothes were even skimpier than Brittany's, with her top only consisting of a sports bra now, her wide upper body on display for everyone in the cafe to see, while her blue jeans were replaced with a pair of extremely tiny Daisy Dukes. They had obviously been cut from a pair of pants, since a few loose strings of denim were still attached to the ends of the shorts. And since Rachel was the shortest of the group, proportionally her muscles were a bit smaller than the other girls. Whereas both Jackie and Brittany's arms were 25" around, Rachael's biceps only measured 21 inches. Still, for a girl that was only 4'10", that wasn't too bad.
"I didn't mean to do that!" Dave thought to himself, as he looked at both girls, before putting the wand in its box, in case he inadvertently changed anyone else. "I was just daydreaming!" He glanced over at Brandon, who was surrounded on either side by Rachel and Jackie, their wide shoulders taking up any available space he had. Brittany looked over at him from across the table, smiling shyly at him. Obviously, she still had a crush on him. Brandon had an uncomfortable look on his face, wanting to leave, but obviously having nowhere to go.
"Look, all I'm saying is that muscles on women looks very...well, manly," Brandon said, looking over at Jackie. "I mean, the only reason I still hang out with you girls is because we've all been friends for a long time."
"Yeah, like you're the definition of 'masculine,'" Jackie says, squeezing the small, soft arms Brandon sported. The other girls giggled. "Besides, you'd probably pull something if you tried to do a set of bench presses."
"Hey, I stay in shape," Brandon replied, lifting his shirt and showing off his abs. "I just don't use weights that much. I do more cardio than anything else." He looked over at Brittany, casually flexing one of her massive arms, hoping Brandon would take notice. He scoffed, looking down at his drink. It's not that he thought she was unattractive; far from it, she was always a very beautiful girl. She still was, in his opinion. But when she started lifting weights with the other two girls and her muscles started growing, his interest started to wane.
"Speaking of which," Rachel said, zipping up the sports bag at her feet. "Are you girls ready?"
"Yeah," Jackie said, finishing off the food on her plate. "Thanks for lunch, Dave." She smiled down at Dave, who could only stare up in awe as her massive body stood up from her chair.
"Unless you guys want to come with us," Brittany offered.
"Not bloody likely," Brandon said, crossing his arms again. "Besides, even if I wanted to, I've got a band practice to get to."
"Oh, well," Brittany replied, turning to Dave next. "What about you, Dave?"
"Yeah," Rachel chimed in. "You look like you could stand to lose a few pounds." She playfully poked him in his protruding belly for emphasis.
Dave chuckled a little. "Why not?" he said, shrugging his shoulders and standing up to join the girls. He paid for everyone's lunch, putting the money on top of the check, before everyone left, with Brandon going off to meet with his band and Dave and the girls headed for the gym.
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