Kelly oggled her nude, muscle-bloated body in the mirror, licking her lips as she flexed—she was just as big as any male body-builder she'd ever seen. “I'm the biggest, strongest woman, like, EVER!” she rumbled, blushing a little at her new, deeper voice. She bent over in front of the mirror, her pec-perched tits wobbling below her chest-plate of beef, and flexed again. “I could almost, like, lift a CAR!....almost....”
She took the phone back up into her hand, her other palming and fingering her now wet and dripping pussy, her thumb hovering over the button. “Well...” she thought, “a little bigger couldn't hurt?” She tapped the button.
It was only then that she remembered that the button wasn't programmed to make her a “little” bigger. It was programmed to DOUBLE her muscle-mass. She felt a rumbling, full sensation flow over her body, and, in a panic, tried to find some sort of undo function—Kelly ended up pressing the icon a second time—the app freezing with a “working” symbol.
“Doubling in progress” it said. “1 of 2....”
“Oh fuck!” she gasped, moaning as her body began to emit rubbery, stretching noises from head to toe. “That's too big! That's WAY too big! Stop...stop....” she closed her eyes in a pained, yet also orgasmically pleasured grunt, dropping the phone to her bedroom floor. Kelly felt her body growing; surge after surge of size cascading over her. The blonde's pecs bloated out further and further in front of her, creating cleavage of their own, and began to butt up against her chin—her traps inflated upward, back-beef growing outward behind her as her head slowly became engulfed in sweat-shiny woman-meat. Her abs swelled out the size of softballs, then basketballs, biceps engorging to beachball-dimensions.
Kelly collapsed forward onto her hands and knees, pouring sweat and still grunting at the building sensations—several times, she was sure her body was about to burst, but it didn't—it just found a way to keep growing her muscles. “It's too much...toomuch, toomuchOHGODPLEASESTOPGROWING!” Her arms grew longer, her body widened unnaturally, her slowly deepening voice moaning as the sensation overwhelmed her into orgasming again and again, her pussy squirting pints of juice onto the carpet below.
As the growth finally ebbed, Kelly slid backwards onto her butt, which squished and splattered against the now cum-soaked carpet. She panted, reaching up to pull her sweat-dripping hair out of her face, finding her view completely obscured by bicep and pec-muscle. She looked to the mirror, and her eyes widened—she was taller, now, but not by much—seven feet, maybe seven foot five by her guess, but her physique was freakish, grotesquely overgrown—her shoulders were clearly wider than she was tall, thighs so engorged she doubted she could fit ONE of them out of her door—even her calves would be a tight fit, now. Each of her arms were so big and thick they could probably occupy a whole sofa, her head completely dominated by her ridiculous upper body, looking like a cherry atop a huge sundae.
“Soooo much....muscle....” she moaned, her voice now even deeper than before, her hand drawing down to between her thighs. “Well...maybe being a superhuge freak isn't THAT bad....”
A. She finds the phone, and decides to use it to conjure up a sexy outfit, and rumble her way to her sorority's party.
B. She finds the phone, and gasps as it shows the second doubling command is about to load; Kelly's going to get TWICE as big, again!
C. She can't find her phone; her muscles are too big for her to see around! Kelly then hears a knock at the door, and then a turn of the knob—she'd left it unlocked....
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