True to his word, Justin kept providing the coach with enough blue serum to keep their secret project running.
Now that there was a steady demand, he knew he had to establish a decent supply. Which is why Justin moved on to improving the production of growth serum. It was, admittedly, a costly affair. A concoction such as this required chemicals that the school didn't buy themselves. Several ingredients had been personally bought by Justing through the use of his own allowance. And that hurt his wallet more than he cared to admit, really.
But luckily Ms. Fontaine was willing to subsidize his work now that he had proven the effectiveness of the formula. She could not deny the results, after all. So it came as a great relief that Justin was no longer required to fund the production process on his own anymore. The only factor that slowed him down now was simply time; something that schoolwork took up, too.
She even helped him secure access to the science lab indefinitely. Before now, he would have been forced to avoid working on the serums whenever someone else was in the room, thus explaining why he stayed at school late in the evening, pretending to be studying or practicing. Ms. Fontaine, as a teacher, had the power to make sure he would have the lab all to himself, though.
And he repaid his dues accordingly.
The volleyball club members were already improving drastically. With every shower they took, some of the blue serum was mixed into the water, and then absorbed through the skin. This led to their physiques being steadily enhanced at a pace that would not arouse any suspicion. To further elaborate on this secrecy, Ms. Fontaine kept drilling them through hard workouts to mask their increased size.
By now, none of the girls had any excess fat or were in poor physical shape. Each and every one of them was noticeably muscular. Be it through their toned legs, strong arms, or chiseled stomachs.
Justin also kept track of their growth, however, to better understand the effects of his invention. Ms. Fontaine helped by providing measurements and lift records, taken during training. She desired to have an overview, too.
Together they made notes of all six girls.
It seemed that there was some variety within the team, though it quickly became clear that some were leading ahead of the others, simply because they'd already been physically gifted. Such was the case for Ashley and Amanda.
For now, most players had gained between ten to twenty pounds of muscle. This made them look much more toned, rather than merely fit. Other students noticed how these girls' clothes were tighter, especially around the arms and legs. Every player possessed biceps the size of small apples, and whenever they flexed, said muscle would pop up nicely due to its fantastic definition. And their thighs were drawing gazes from many of the boys, due to how thick they were. Well, that and the fact that some of the new muscle went straight to their butts.
Ashley and Amanda, on the other hand, were steadfastly approaching amateur bodybuilder territory. Although some concerns could be had for Ashley, who didn't shy away from using her size to get what she wanted, there was no denying that she and her friend had become the powerhouses of the team.
Their muscular physiques were very impressive; biceps that measured 14 inches, but could even look like 15 if pumped, as well as hard six-packs and even well-detailed pectorals. More doses of the serum would certainly catapult them further than that.
Justin also made note of how the team members had all grown an inch or two in height. It was an unforeseen development, but one that would benefit them during their matches. What mattered most, however, was their increase in strength.
The strongest members were now lifting 1.5 times their original weight sets. It was an incredible leap forward; almost double the strength! They threw their volleyballs much harder now, and faster too. Hell, they were nimbler and more agile in general. Justin often wondered if they were going to experience any other side-effects.
Nevertheless, with a match against a rival team coming up soon, he knew there was still plenty of work to be done. And more showers to be spiked!
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