Clover's anger clouded her mind, and all she could think of was the embarrassment of having your date not show up at all. She'd gone through the trouble of agreeing to a sports date, which meant she had bought a cute tank top and shorts, but her efforts had been for naught. All because of that bastard Jake!
Dropping the bar's wrapping on the floor, she munched on the treat with reckless abandon. Had she not been so angry, she would have noticed the very familiar muscle symbol on the package.
"Next time I'll see him, I'll make him pay for what he's done." Clover grumbled to herself, still fuming. The entire bar was quickly devoured, but she quickly took another, somehow compelled to do so. "How dare that fucking prick! I'm so angry!"
Clover growled loudly as she kept eating, crumbs falling on the floor in a messy heap. Her body felt strange. Not necessarily in a bad way though. In fact, Clover welcomed the strange yet ecstatic sensation, eager to feel good after such humiliation.
The blonde's legs suddenly began to shiver and bulge, muscles growing larger. Her upper body followed suit as she seemed to expand. The muscles under her skin creaked as they grew bigger. Clover didn't feel any surprise; only pure satisfaction and the need for more bulky bars.
As she ate the second bar, her shoulders widened by a large margin, creating more room for her developing deltoids. Said orbs of muscle were growing larger by the second, and multiple striations began to crease her skin. Veins crawled downwards to reach her arms, which were bulking up at a steady pace.
"Yeah! This is what I needed!" Clover grinned out of character, acting unlike her usual self. But she didn't give a damn. Her senses were being overloaded with pure power, and she wanted more! "These bars will help me crush that weasel!"
Her midsection was being reinforced by bricks of muscle, forming a solid eight-pack of incredible proportions. Each block was jutting outwards by a fair amount, and you could lose a coin in between each ab. A single flex would probably bend said coin until it could no longer be recognized.
Clover dove into the package and retrieved two bars. At this point, she was eating like an animal; two bars stuffed into her mouth at the same time, pieces falling down her chin while she made loud munching noises. A guttural groan escaped her plump lips.
The teenage spy's chest immediately exploded with more mass. Mighty pectorals rose to the surface like twin mountains, wide and absolutely bloated. Similar to her hard abs, they were jutting outwards by a good few inches. The ravine in between was deep and created a cleavage on its own. However, they were the support for a pair of massive breasts, each a mouthwatering H-cup that stood perky on the muscular shelf that was her chest. The top was strained to the brim, and resembled a tube top more than what it used to be.
"More! More strength! More size!"
Her back was so damn wide. Clover could hear her muscles creak, expanding thanks to the bulky bars. Lumps and bumps grew all over her back; one hundred percent muscle.The striations visible to the naked eye were astounding! Her whole back was a maze of muscle fibers, flanking the girl's spine.
Clover's lats flared out and made her frame even wider, making the blonde an intimidating sight. And dear lord, her traps rose upwards until they were visible even from the front! The muscularity that she was gaining surpassed all female bodybuilders in existence.
Another bulky bar disappeared into the cavern of her mouth, completely devoured and fueling her growth. Clover moaned as her arms grew thicker, forearms getting meatier as her biceps swelled to the point a split appeared on the peak. A hand groped at her right bicep, feeling this 20 inch bicep and the fat veins that covered it. Clover couldn't help herself; she lashed out with her arm broke a hole into the wall, rubble flying everywhere.
"That's right..." The growth addicted beauty grunted. Her voice was a bit deeper, but still feminine and sensual. Clover grabbed yet another bar and practically shoved all of it into her mouth, speaking with her mouth full. "This is what power feels like! I'm getting huge!
By now, her legs were pure pillars of muscle mass. Each thigh was so wide that they touched each others, and her quads turned into distinct teardrops. She had more muscle in one of her legs than an average teen! Clover's hamstrings were pulled taut into cables as dense as steel. And her butt had grown too; glutes as big as bowling balls, firm and deliciously round. Even her calves were insanely muscular to the point you could see them past her shins. Whenever she curled her toes, they tensed and became as solid as rocks, but with the definition of a master sculptor creating his finest artwork.
Clover ran out of bars eventually; the package wasn't very big, and only dozen bars had been consumed by the angered teenager. But even that amount was enough to turn her into a massive amazon.
"Yeah, look at this perfect body of mine!" Clover grinned savagely as she struck a crab pose.
Her massive biceps popped up like huge footballs, and her traps convulsed as they tried to reach her thick neck. Clover was huge and no one could deny it. The shorts she had bought weren't even covering the entire mass of her huge muscle butt, and there were tears where it reached her thighs.
There was still anger coursing through her system, however, and Clover wanted to use this amazing power she had been gifted. The blonde spy walked over to kitchen, fingers digging into the heavy fridge which was still full of food, before casually lifting it like it weighed nothing to her. She then threw it away, causing it to crash into the table and breaking the furniture.
Clover's muscles were bulging and her veins were standing out, similar to when someone gets a pump after a hard workout. A large grin threatened to split her face as she laughed boisterously.
"No one will ever hurt me now! Anyone who tries to oppose me will be crushed, and nothing can stop me from doing so." She boasted cockily. Standing a new height of 6'8" and weighing as much as a heavyweight male bodybuilder, but with the curves of a super model, she was confidence incarnate. "Watch out, Jake. By the time I'm done with you, no one will recognize your bloody mess of a face!"
She stomped on the floor as if declaring war, quads jutting outwards and bulging. Even her calves exploded with mass, and the tiled floor cracked under her strength. The house was shaken to its foundations. Clover was excited by her new power and what she could do.
And she was sure she could get her hands on more of those bulky bars in the future. For now, she had a bastard to crush!
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