Mark was at a complete loss. How in the world had Alexandra York, of all people, gotten his ring? This was not good at all. She was unstable even on her best days, and now she came complete with a major, long time crush on Mark and unlimited power to do anything at all. Mark's first instinct was to run for his life, but he knew that he wouldn't get far. The ring could just give her super speed to catch him before he got 5 steps or Alex could just teleport to wherever he was at any time or... hell, there was no end to the ways she could capture him and make him pay for trying to escape. Besides, he needed to get that ring, and the only way he was going to do that was to play along with Alex. But that was not going to be easy. Already she was relishing her victory over Clem and Chad by flexing her pumped physique.
"Oh god," she said feeling her iron plated stomach and chest. "I never realized how incredible it would feel to be so strong." she began to walk back to the table where she'd been sitting minutes earlier. As she walked Mark watched with growing dread as her body expanded further packing even more super strong muscle onto her already buff body. When she reached the table where her things sat she, with one quick swipe of her massive arm, threw her belongings to the ground and lifted the metal table into the air. She then began twisting and contorting the steel with an ease that was terrifying.
Mark watched as the beefed up Alex began to crush what was once a table into a soccer ball sized hunk of scrap metal. She let the twisted remains drop to the ground with a clunk and looked up to see that she was now the center of attention. A large crowd had gathered and everyone was staring at her. She grinned and struck a double biceps pose and then, not pleased with her 24 inch guns, used the ring to pour even more muscle into her arms. A deep groove ran through the peak of her incredible bicep and as Alex tightened her fist and moved her forearm inward the twin muscles fought for space beneath the thin layer of her skin. Veins as thick as her fingers snaked across the top of her sinewy muscles. Her arms now measured a record shattering 30 inches around.
Alex basked in the glow of admiration and attention that was being emitted by the crowd of students around her. She never even considered that they were afraid of her after seeing what she had done to the pair of football players. She didn't even notice they were all keeping a safe distance away. All she could feel was admiration for her insane physique and excitement over her incredible power.
Alex stood tall with her hands on her hips and her massive pectoral muscles protruding out beyond the tip of her chin. She turned to her love interest and said, "So Mark, you haven't told me what you think of the new me. Aren't I sexy? Don't you love how easy it is for me to protect you from bullies like those jerks? Doesn't it turn you on to know that I can do anything I want to my body? I can get even bigger and stronger. No one will ever be able to hurt you ever again. There's no limit to my power." She walked up to where Mark stood and placed her petite hand on his chest. She hadn't adjusted her own height and still stood about 3 inches shorter than Mark, but she blew him away in every other measurement possible. "Isn't that hot?" she asked.
This was going to be the moment of truth for Mark. He had to make sure he didn't say anything that would upset the all powerful titaness before him.
"Uh... well... yeah," he sputtered. "That's pretty... you know... awesome and whatever." He wanted to slap himself in the forehead. That was not a good start. If only she weren't so huge. He was intimidated by her sheer size and the fact that her pink spandex outfit creaked and groaned with every subtle move and flex. Her top looked ready to pop at a moment's notice.
Mark took a deep breath and decided to start again. "You know, you really do look incredible. And your new powers are really something. But I have to be honest, is that ok?"
Alex smiled, but there was concern in her eyes. "Well, yeah. I want you to be honest with me, baby." She got such a thrill from calling him 'baby' after all these years of pining for him.
"Good," he said. "The truth is that, as amazing as you look, I'm not really into girls with muscles. It's just not something that I find attractive. I'm actually really into petite girls. Please don't be mad at me."
Mark braced himself for a hurricane. But it never came. Instead Alex's smile widened and her concern vanished. "Is that all? I could never be mad at you for that. I really do love my giant muscles, though" she flexed her ridiculous arms again adding another few inches to their circumference. "But I'm happy to be the woman of your dreams. And besides, I can have my beautiful muscles back anytime I want."
And with that her body began to reduce in size rapidly until she looked like the curvy beauty that he happened upon earlier. By now the crowd around them didn't know what to think. This strange girl had just gone from bombshell to behemoth and back again while destroying a steel table and 2 football players along the way.
Once she reached her original size once more Alex waved her hand and some black skintight lycra shorts and a matching tube top replaced her pink outfit. These new clothes were also embroidered with the letter 'A' but this time it was a subtile red letter near the top of her left breast.
Alex ran her hands around the bulbous curve of her behind. "I must say, I do really like this body as well. Am I the woman of your dreams now?" She moved in close and wrapped her arms around his back, smooshing her large breasts against his chest. She leaned in and began planting tiny kisses along his neck.
"Almost," he said.
"Almost?" she gave him a sly grin that implied mischievous ideas were running through her mind.
"Yeah. But first, can we go somewhere a little more private?"
Alex looked around at the hundred or so spectators. She chuckled to herself then looked Mark in the eye. "Sure thing, baby. Whatever you desire."
Before he even knew what was happening Mark found himself in Alex's dorm room. They were standing with his back to her bed so that when she gave him a gentile shove he sat down on her mattress. She then stepped back so Mark could once again take in the full beauty of her new body.
Mark was beginning to get a little nervous. He was conflicted. He knew that Alex was unstable and should she snap she would be the most dangerous being in the whole world. On the other hand she was incredibly beautiful and there was a very good chance that sex with her would be the best he ever had in his life. Still, either way he just had to get that ring back.
Mark cleared his throat. "So... um.. what now?"
Alex grinned. "Now.."
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