Vincent though about going to bed but quickly realised that he was too excited about the implications of what the dictaphone. "Forget sleep let's see what this thing can really do," he muttered to himself, looking around the room for inspiration. His gaze settled on one of the posters on his wall of Vincent's favourite pop group, Girls Aloud. He had been a huge fan of theirs for years (despite the occasional comment from his parents), but to Vincent there had always been one small problem with the group, they were far too skinny.
Secretly he loved the idea of big strong muscular women, so while Vincent regarded the members of Girls Aloud to be very hot (particularly Nicola Roberts) he'd always wished that they were bigger. And now thanks to this magical dictaphone he had his chance. Trembling slightly Vincent raised the dictaphone and pressed the record button. "All the members of the pop group Girls Aloud are extremely buff and busty strongwomen, as famous for their strength as their singing." Then another thought struck him and he quickly added once final comment. "Especially Nicola Roberts, the strongest of the group."
The air shimmered as reality warped, before settling down again. Looking at the poster on his wall Vincent stared in amazement at the changes. The poster now showed a gym scene with the girls poising seductively with a range of workout equipment. Each member of Girls Aloud was still recognizable, but now instead of their previously skinny bodies each one was now a symphony of power. All of them were wearing skimpy workout outfits revealing chiselled abs and long powerful legs, while their tops strained to contain firm bulging breasts. However it was their upper bodies that were most impressive, Vincent started to drool as he ran is eyes over the wide shoulders and monsters biceps on display, bigger than any man or woman he had ever seen in real life. Each girl was now showing off with some form of weight, from Cheryl and Sarah seductively curling massive dumbbells to Kimberly holding a large kettle bell like a waitress with a tea try and Nadine sitting on a leg press machine supporting a mountain of weight. But the most impressive was Nicola, standing in the middle smiling happily, a huge barbell resting casually on her shoulders. Even at a quick glance it was clear that she was the largest, strongest and hottest of the group, just as Vincent has wished.
None of the girls looked like they were straining, and as Vincent 's memories adjusted to the new reality it suddenly make perfect sense. These five girls were by the strongest women on earth, indeed there were only a handful of men who could beat them. He remembered seeing their TV specials where they preformed incredible feats of strength like pulling huge trucks, lifting massive objects and bending thick metal bars. Why would they have any difficulty with what were for them light weights? As the last of his new memories slotted into place Vincent suddenly remembered something even more exciting.
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