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Chapter #5
Like comic book hero with massive muscles and s...
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Mary felt a tingle run up her spine.
"Ooooh!" she exclaimed as the feeling proceeded to spread throughout her body.
Her legs quickly inflated with muscle, stretching the denim to its limits. The stitching gave way, making an almost zipper-like sound as her muscular calves and thighs burst through the jeans. Her increase in height finished the job her bulging muscles started as the button on the waistband which was tenuously holding everything together finally popped off; causing the scraps of her jeans fell to the floor.
The bland sweatshirt became less baggy almost instantly as her muscles pumped underneath, growing larger with each passing second as superhuman power flowed through her. Her chest soon became the envy of anyone outside of the adult entertainment industry as her pectoral muscles became larger and stronger, lifting her expanding breasts high. They ripped through the shirt like it was tissue paper and her bland bra snapped off.
"Well, I won't need that anymore!" she said happily.
The ruined sweatshirt opened up more, exposing her newly formed washboard abs. The six-pack became an eight-pack as Mary’s stomach looked like she did a lifetime of crunches. The old exercise videos Mary owned, that were gathering dust in a cabinet, promised Abs of Steel. At this moment, she owned Abs of Titanium.
The cuffs on the sleeves of her sweatshirt started to rise up as her arm as she became taller and stronger. Her shoulders and traps filled the material, making her shirt skin-tight. Mary couldn’t help but flex her arms as they became pillars of super strength. Inches of rock hard muscle were added to her biceps with each movement and finally exploded through the shirt, like a volcano of beautiful feminine power.
She threw down the tattered sweatshirt and Dennis was dumbfounded at the sight.
Gone was the 5’2” overweight divorcee. In her place, was a six foot tall muscular superheroine. Mary stood tall and proud, a short sleeved black leotard covered…but couldn’t hide her ripped physique. Her bronzed mighty legs were accented by a knee-high pair of matching boots. A large red “S” swirled across her magnificent chest and a short blue cape and gloves finished off her heroic ensemble. Her wrinkles disappeared and her black hair had more body and shine to it. Dennis thought she looked, at least, ten years younger. Super Mary flexed her 18 inch guns and smiled broadly.
“Won’t your father…and his little girlfriend…be surprised when he sees this.
At that moment, his car pulled into the driveway.
“Speak of the devil…maybe I should give him a little homecoming…”
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