This choice: Use the button on Hannah and reality adjusts. • Go Back...Chapter #3Use the button on Hannah and reality adjusts. by: APYSBO   So. This thing can grant wishes, eh. Jack thought to himself. God, look at those abs. Brit is so ripped. What if she had some mass to go with that tone? He squeezed his hand into his pocket to push the miracle button on the off chance it worked.
As he worked his had over the device, Hannah started gyrating her hips on his lap again. He looked up into the mirror and the locked eyes. His girlfriend didn't hold the raw sex appeal of Brittany, but she was no doubt pretty. Her body, though not up to the standards of their shared fetish, was not completely devoid of curves. She was naturally slender with narrow shoulders and a skinny waistline, which made her smallish, but perky, breasts appear larger than they were. Her butt and thighs were actually above average for her size, and she often jokingly theorized that if they were to go to the gym, she'd be able to outsquat Jack.
Those jokes came to mind as she ground her glutes into his burgeoning erection. What if she really could outsquat him? Hell, what if she was just as fit as Brit?
With those thoughts he absentmindedly pressed the button. Time seemed to freeze for a moment, and then it was as if a flashbang was thrown into the room. His vision was flooded with whiteness and his ears began to ring.
As he shook his head and cleared his senses, he found he was sitting back at his desk again with the button sitting in front of him.
He heard the door creak, but was too busy contemplating his change of location to react.
"Hey babe!" He heard Hannah shout from the other room. "Brit decided to come back with me for a movie night? You in?"
"Uh, yeah. Sure. Sounds fun." He dumbly responded, trying to shake the deja vu out of his head. But it wasn't deja vu, he knew. This had literally just happened.
"Great!" shouted Brit. "I just grabbed The Avengers on Blu-Ray. Such a great movie."
"Cool. I'm going to shower first. You mind coming out here to keep Brit company until I get out?" Hannah said with a laugh.
He quickly shoved the button into his pocket before heading out to the living room. He opened the bedroom door just as he heard the bathroom door shut and the shower start.
Brit was... different from before. Most noticeably she was dressed differently. Instead of daisy dukes and a tight t-shirt that barely showed her stomach, she now wore just a sports bra and tight lycra shorts. He must have been staring, he was confused after all, because Brit broke the silence.
"Don't worry," She said with a chuckle "I showered at the gym."
He just gave a nervous chuckle back.
The gym. That explained the outfit, and a little bit more. Her clothes left little to the imagination. The six-pack that he had been marveling at just moments ago was just a little bit more defined. Her legs, which before had thought to be perfect, were just a little thicker with alluring muscle. Her golden hair, which she normally let flow, was pulled up into a ponytail revealing shoulders and traps that were noticeably stronger. He still hadn't spoken, too distracted by the beauty standing before him, so Brit continued.
"I know I've said it before, but I'm glad Hannah asked me about the gym. It's funny that she assumed I got my body from working out when really it was all from cheerleading and fad diets."
It had all been from cheerleading?!
"I've made some good progress these past few months," Brit said with a pause while demonstrably tensing her muscles and melting Jacks brain "But your girl is like a weightlifting demon."
"I thought my ears were burning."
Hearing Hannah' voice, Jack whipped around. He had been too enraptured by Brit's flexing display to notice the shower had turned off. He might have been concerned about whiplash from jerking his head too fast, but what was in front of his wide open eyes had his complete attention.
Before him stood his girlfriend. It was unmistakably her, with the same cute face with green eyes and long black hair. Different, though, was where her hair landed. Her wet raven locks rested on shoulders much different than before. She still appeared to have the same naturally narrow frame, but her delts had added a considerable amount of shredded mass. She was wearing nothing but a towel, which covered the important bits up top and hung just low enough to cover the lower ones as well, but not much further. From the bottom edge of the towel came legs that ended the theory of her outsquatting him. It was no longer a joke, with these thighs it was obvious she could outlift him at any challenge requiring the lower body. He was stunned. He jaw stood wide. The best reference for her body was... well, it looked just as impressive as Brit's did, now.
Right on cue, Brit broke the silence again. "Yep. I was just talking about how you've been killing it at the gym."
"It really was a good day wasn't it," Hannah responded "I love arm day."
With that she held her towel with her left hand and raised her right into perfect bicep flex. Years of looking at them online had taught her how to do it just right.
"Damn, girl! And to think, less than three months ago you were as thin as a twig."
"Yep. I have to say I'm proud of myself. Pretty soon I'll catch up to you, even with your athletic head start." Hannah joked with a wink.
"Let me say, I think you already have, girl."
Brit walked around Jack and threw up a rear flex with her right arm next to Hannah's still flexed bicep. The blonde's arm was just marginally larger and more defined.
"Almost. I'll get you soon." With that, Hannah dropped her flex and smack Brit square on her world class glutes, bringing them to Jack's attention. Previously Brit's ass was huge with a pleasing bounce to it. Now it was somehow even larger, and it barely reacted to the smack. Instead of the hard slap hitting juicy fat, it landed on a solid slab of muscle.
"Alright, you go get dressed so loverboy stops drooling over you and we'll get the movie started." Brit inserted the disc and made her way to the couch where Jack had landed trying to unscramble his brain.
He could once again feel the firmness of Brit's thighs press against his. He could again feel her strong shoulders pressing into his. Only now, whatever tiny bit of softness had been in the blonde athlete's body was gone. He only felt pure muscle.
Hannah quickly came out of the bedroom wearing short cotton shorts and one of his Star Wars t-shirts. Through the haze of lust he noticed that the shirt didn't fit her like most girl's boyfriend's shirts would. Instead of draping from her like a curtain, it now clung tight to shoulders which filled the sleeves better than he ever had. It was also visibly stretched across her back, probably stretching it out of shape. He liked his shirts tight, but before... this, they were still too large for Hannah.
As before, his girlfriend positioned herself on his lap. He could feel Hannah's modest, but perky breasts press against his chest, along with the strength practically radiating from her pecs. He could feel her firm behind, now seemingly equal to Brit's in all it's splendor, pressing against his penis. This time though, his penis wasn't getting any harder. Not because he wasn't turned on, quite the opposite. His boner had been growing since before she even finished her shower and he was staring lustfully at their scantily clad neighbor. It had long ago reached maximum size. Hannah must have noticed, too. Even though the movie was starting, she continually tensed and relaxed her powerful glutes against his member.
Once again, He wasn't able to focus on the film
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