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Grace started typing then stopped. Her original intent was to just see what kind of body she would have naturally acquired over the past year of exercise, but then she began to wonder how far she could push things. Why settle for merely fit when she could push some limits? After all, wouldn't it be beneficial to see what changes resulted from a rather large change? It was purely scientific, Grace told herself. If she didn't like the results or the changes were too drastic she could always return things. Couldn't she?
Grace thought for a few moments and then decided to define what "stronger and more muscular" meant:
“I started working out with weights a year ago. I worked out at least 5 days a week. From that time to now I added 110 pounds of muscle and increased my strength by ten times."
Grace read over the last sentence a few times then shivered with excitement. She knew that doubling her body weight was pretty extreme. She wasn't sure, but she was fairly confident that would make her bigger than any other woman out there. This clearly went well beyond her original goal of enhancing her body to Rachel McLish proportions, but the chance to out grow every other woman alive was too good to pass up. Even more exciting than her impending size was her strength. As painfully thin as she was now she could manage to curl 25 pounds in each arm, but she was about to be able to handle 250 pounds instead. She'd been impressed at her ability to bench press 70 pounds for several reps, soon she'd be pressing 700 pounds.
Without another moments hesitation Grace pressed enter on her new device. It processed for a bit longer than it had with her change of socks, but after a few seconds the screen said, "“Related changes to this universe minimal. Press Enter again to make change. Press See More for details of changes." Grace quickly pressed Enter. A moment later her vision was once again filled with blinding white light.
As her eyes readjusted and her vision cleared Grace felt energized. She could actually feel her new power flowing through her body; she couldn't remember the last time she'd felt so good. Then she looked down and felt even better.
Her chest was now a 7 inch thick wall of pure muscle and blocked her view of the rest of her new body. Fortunately Grace found that she now had a full body mirror attached to her wall which gave her the full view. She was enormous. Just as she had guessed 220 pounds at her height of 5' 9" made her bigger than any other woman out there. She wore a pink t-shirt that was tight ebough across her wide shoulders and pumped pecs that the outline of her sports bra was clearly visible. The bottom of the shirt had been torn off so that her deeply cut abs were displayed. Grace marveled over these running her fingers through the deep grooves in the six solid bricks on her tummy then over the piano key bumps that were her obliques. Next Grace raised one of her arms and flexed her mighty bicep. Her arm swelled to such incredible size that Grace couldn't believe it was her own. For a second she wondered how big it was but then she knew.
"21 and three quarters inches." She said aloud. "I just measured them five days ago." But that wasn't possible, she'd only just grown into this body moments ago. However she could clearly remember all the hard work she had put in over the last year. She remembered the laughs and snickers at the gym when she first arrived and started working with the weights. She remembered how the laughter stopped after a few months when her body began swelling rapidly and her strength shot through the roof. She could remember having to buy new clothes frequently and the joy of exploding right out of old ones.
"This is so weird. It's like the last year of my life was all some movie that I just watched. Except it's real." Grace ran her hand over the giant peak and gave the plump muscle a hard squeeze. There was no give at all.
Grace continued taking stock of her new physique with her legs. She wore black tights that ran from her waist to just above her ankle, but the material was so tight that every groove, every bulge and curve, every vein was clearly visible. She slid her right foot forward and flexed her thigh. The tights began to stretch so much that they became less opaque.
"33 inches," Grace told herself. "With 20 inch calves."
Grace was overjoyed. She looked incredible. She felt invincible. And this was only the beginning. She admired the magical device that made her fantasies a reality for a moment before hiding it in her backpack. "Now, let's go see if the girls still want to have lunch. I want to take this body for a test drive and see how it feels."
Grace, without even thinking about it, picked up a protein shake that was sitting on the bookshelf next to her door and took a long sip. She didn't think its appearance strange because she could vividly remember making it just after arriving home from her morning classes.
Grace returned to the living room where she found Leah sitting exactly where she'd been before. Grace sat in the easy chair across from Leah and half expected her friend to freak out at the sight of Grace's giant muscles. Instead Leah simply glanced at Grace and returned to watching TV.
"How can you drink that stuff?" Leah asked pointing to the protein shake in Grace's hand.
Grace shrugged. "You get used to it. Some flavors really aren't bad at all." She took a deep gulp. "Besides, I love the thickness. I can almost feel the weight of it flowing right into my muscles making them even bigger." Grace giggled at the thought.
Leah rolled her eyes. "How can you guys be so proud of those ugly muscles. Blech!! You look like guys."
Grace was about to ask what Leah meant by "you guys" when Erin emerged from her room in a new outfit ready to head out and find lunch. Grace had to make a serious effort to keep her jaw from hitting the floor. Erin had always been fit from her high school days on the volleyball team, but now she was downright buff.
Erin wore a tiny tank top that left her meaty shoulders and developed arms bare. But it was to Erin's legs that Grace's eyes were drawn. Erin wore denim shorts that showed off her dynamite thighs and gorgeous calves. Each of Erin's legs were coated with thick slabs of sinew that pumped with each step she took. She didn't have the cut or definition that Grace and, nor the size, but there was obvious power in Erin's legs which looked like they'd been transposed from a gymnast.
"So, who's hungry," the adorable redhead with the killer physique asked.
"Didn't you just finish eating?" Leah asked.
"Yeah, I had a snack. Now I'm really hungry. Gotta feed a growing body." Erin flexed her 15 inch biceps which popped like baseballs. "Right, Gracie?"
Grace smiled and nodded. She was thinking back over the past year and remembering (for the first time) how impressed Erin had been with Grace's growing muscles. About six months ago Erin had joined her in her near daily work outs and now Grace was witnessing the fruits of her labor. "You know it. Growing muscles need fuel. I was just telling Leah that myself."
Leah shook her head. "Ug!! You two!! I'll never understand your muscle fetish."
The trio gathered their things and left their apartment. As they walked to the diner on the corner they frequented Grace began to think about her next move. A part of her just wanted to enjoy the day and see where her bodacious body took her. Another part of her wanted to see what would happen if Erin had started working out with her right at the start a year ago. How much bigger would she be? Would having a friend with her have made her own growth even more extreme? Lastly Grace wanted to see if she could use the "sphere of influence" function to figure out why Leah was so against female muscle. Maybe she could even change her opinion and get her body pumped up as well.
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