This choice: Angela begins using the formula herself • Go Back...Chapter #3Angela begins using the formula herself by: WillyTheKid   Angela stared at the canister sitting on her desk. She had not changed her mind as to wanting to use the formula on Stephanie but began to think. What if the product didn't work? Or what if it didn’t do exactly what it promised? It needed to be tested. But where? Then the idea struck her. She rang her chauffeur. Ten minutes later her limo was driving north out the city toward an abandoned, secluded airstrip that her company had acquired in a real estate deal. At the very edge of the strip was huge hangar that old owners used to store their planes during the winter months. Angela had her driver cut the lock off the hangar with a pair of bolt cutters. When she saw the inside, she smiled to herself and then pulled out her cell phone.
"Stephanie darling, I have major deal that I am trying to broker right now. So I'm going to be gone for a few months."
"MONTHS???"
"Yes, right after that I'm flying to the Yucatan Peninsula to oversee production of a new reality show the company is shooting."
"Oh."
"The time will pass quickly I promise. And I will have a huge surprise to show you when I'm through"
"Ok mom. Love you."
"Love you too sweetie. Bye."
Angela closed her phone as the first of the trucks with the weights and medical equipment she ordered rolled through the gates.
EIGHT MONTHS LATER
Stephanie's cell phone rang.
"Mom?!"
"Hello darling. How are you?"
"I'm fine. Are you feeling well mom?"
"I feel fantastic. Why?"
"Well....your voice. It sounds deeper, kinda weird."
Angela laughed.
"Don't worry about my voice. I'm sending the limo to pick you up and bring you to me."
"Ok mom."
Twenty minutes later, the limo arrived at the hangar. Stephanie stepped inside the huge building and was amazed at what she saw. The place was like a self-contained city. To her immediate left was a weight area with possibly every piece of modern gym equipment known to mankind. Next to that was a medical area with diagnostic equipment, beds, the works. Just beyond that was a full laboratory set-up. On the right was the food area. Four long tables with benches and servers were carrying platter after platter after platter and setting them down. Behind cafeteria were apparently the sleeping areas which had rows of beds. At the very back of the hangar, was a walled off area that appeared to be someone’s private quarters/office area.
As Stephanie looked around, a woman who resembled her mom’s personal assistant Kelly came up to her. Except this Kelly was nothing like she remembered! She had to be at least 6 foot 1, and her pleated skirt did nothing to hide the huge, muscular thighs underneath. The high heels she was wearing made her calves bulge and swell until they were nearly bigger than both Stephanie’s legs combined. The old Kelly had small, skinny arms with a very modest C cup bosom. The new Kelly’s 23 ½ inch biceps were stretching the sleeves of her blouse to near bursting as she tried to use her tablet to cover her FF-cup breasts. She bent down to look at Stephanie and three buttons on her blouse popped open. Stephanie jumped back as the woman leaned down and then the realization hit her. All the people in this hangar were ripped beyond belief!! From the doctors and the nurses and the scientists, the cooks, the servers, even down the janitorial staff looked like professional bodybuilders. All the women were built like strippers on steroids and the men had the bodies of Greek gods and were hung like elephants. And judging from that fact that at least 4 of the nurses, one female scientist and one of the servers were pregnant, it was obvious that no one had left this building in quite some time.
“Stephanie? STEPHANIE??”
“Huh? What?”
Kelly smiled down at her.
“Your mom is waiting for you.”
“My mom is here?”
“Of course she is. Follow me.”
Kelly and Stephanie walked toward the secluded area. Stephanie heard a husky, female voice talking to someone on the phone. She stepped in behind Kelly to see her mother sitting behind a huge desk.
“I’ll accept no less than 300 million. You won’t? Then forget it. Deal’s off.”
Angela hung up the phone and smiled at her daughter.
“Steph! It’s so good to see you!”
Angela stood up to hug her daughter. Except that she kept rising well beyond what Stephanie was accustomed to. Angela was now close to 6 feet, 10 inches tall and bigger than any other person in the building. As huge as Kelly’s legs were, Angela’s were double that. Stephanie could literally, lay down on top of one of her mother’s quadriceps with room to spare. Her abs, with showed through the thick blouse she was wearing looked like cement masonry bricks stacked on top of each other. Her breasts looked like two over-inflated basketballs sitting on top of her unabridged dictionary thick pecs. Her shoulders looked like someone had stuffed football helmets underneath her skin. And last but not least were her biceps. Even in their relaxed state they were nearly bigger than Kelly’s leg. And Stephanie could only imagine how big they would get when fully pumped up. Stephanie also noticed that the streak of gray that was in her mother’s hair had completely disappeared. The few wrinkles her face-lift and Botox injections couldn’t get rid of had completely disappeared. In fact, if Stephanie didn’t know any better she’d swear the woman standing before her was in her mid to late twenties! She looked exactly like the wedding portrait that hung over the fireplace in their den.
“Hoooooly shit mom! You’re huge!!”
“Why thank you sweetie. It’s good of you to notice.”
“What-but how-??”
“Well..., I told you a small fib. I DID have a major project under way. And yes, the reality show WAS shot but I didn’t go down to South America to supervise. I was here the entire time.”
“What happened to you?”
“Well...that is a very long story. Walk with me.”
Angela and Stephanie walked out of the office area, Stephanie having to take three steps to her mother’s one just to barely keep up.
“This whole process started because of you.”
“Me???? What do I have to do with this?”
“You’re the only tangible thing I have left of your father. He was everything I ever dreamed of in a man. Tall, extremely handsome, muscular and vastly intelligent. When I had you I was overjoyed. But then I realized that you had been cursed with my barely above average genes. I wanted to find a way to change that so that you become the woman you were meant to be. So I hired someone to “acquire” a canister of an experimental growth compound that had been invented. But then it occurred to me that I had no way of knowing how safe it was. And after careful consideration, I decided to test it on myself.”
“What if it hadn’t worked?”
Nearly all the companies assets are/were being held in trust for you until your 21st birthday, so you would have been well taken care of for the rest of your life.”
“O...K...”
“But as you can see it did work as expected. In fact, it worked better than I could have ever dreamed! Here let me show you.”
Angela walked down to the weight area where two of the nurses had just finished a workout session.
“Brenda? How much weight is on the bar right now?
“About 375 lbs. Mrs. Dennet.”
“Would you mind increasing it for me?”
“Yes ma’am. How much do you want?”
“Double should be fine.”
“750 lbs.!! Mom you can’t be serious!! You’re going to bench press that much weight?”
“Who said anything about bench pressing it?”
Angela stood behind the bench, grabbed hold of the barbell and began BICEP-CURLING the weight to her chest. Stephanie watched in astonishment as her mother curled the bar 10, 20, 30, 50 times without barely, breaking a sweat. Around the 35th rep, Stephanie heard a riiiiiiiipping sound as the long sleeves of her blouse were forced to surrender to her mother’s thick forearms and massive biceps. After she was done, Angela let out a quick breath, re-racked the bar and flexed her swollen bicep for her daughter to touch.
“What you did just now was close to impossible mom.”
“Nah, not really. That weight was barely enough to give me a good pump. If it was 1500 lbs, THEN my girls could show you what they’re made of!!”
“So…you like...this??”
“Baby, I LOVE it!! Not only am I taller, but I am 200 times stronger than I was before! My eyesight is better, my hearing is better and even my sense of smell is more acute! And I also have the speed and reflexes of an Olympic athlete.”
“Wow!!”
“Wow indeed sweetie. Another pleasant side effect is my sex drive has increased exponentially. I was going through at least 5 guys a night just to get myself off properly.”
“You serious???”
Angela nodded, pointing at 2 of the doctors, 1 of the scientists, 1 of the chefs and 1 of the personal trainers.
“They couldn’t keep up with me!!” Angela laughed.
“You’re like some kind of super-woman mom!!”
“I know. And I want you to be the same. Scratch that. I want you to surpass me.”
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