My Kind of Dimension, Part 1
By Jeremy Wilson  iceshanty62@hotmail.com
I step into an alternate dimension suited to my tastes


Disclaimer: This story is complete fiction, if you can’t handle some of the
acts that occur within, such as young and mature females with extra large
muscles using those muscles to please grown men, whether it means having sex
with them, flexing for them, or performing impossible strength feats for them,
please do not read this story. This story is meant to be complete fantasy and
should not be misconstrued as anything connected with reality, nothing in this
story is real, none of the events could not and never will happen, if you
don’t like what is contained in this story, get over it. Do not complain to me
about the content, you have been warned.

Prologue: The bright blue light could be seen from only hundreds of yards
away, but it was so bright that it could have blinded anyone within a 50 yard
radius. There was an eerie power radiating from its center, as the 8 foot
wide, 6feet tall barrier glowed in its own eerily beautiful way. It was in an
isolated part of the country, which just about no one went to or came out of.
No one, but me. I was to learn that this doorway to another dimension only
opens for 5 minutes every 500 years, and I was the man lucky enough to be
there when it opened that day. You are about to go on that journey with me, a
journey to an alternate dimension, a dimension where it seems I have the
ultimate power to transform anyone into whatever I wish them to be, and there
are no rules or limitations, come join me, won't you?

Chapter I My Kind Of Dimension

Its real cool living out in the country, no one to bother you, not really all
the worries of the modern world to intrude on your doorstep. Plus, sometimes
stuff happens out here that would probably never happen in the big city. Like
today, as I was driving home from the city with my groceries, the only thing
that I can't get out where I lived. The day started normally, the alarm clock
woke me up a little late, but I didn't think anything of it and did my chores
around the farm. Then I went out to town to get what I needed, nothing out of
the ordinary there, then when I started back something caught my attention,
dark clouds were forming, not huge clouds over the whole city, but dark gray,
almost black clouds that had formed about 3 miles away, 2 miles north of my
house. There was lightning, but it wasn't the color of normal lightning, it
was actually dark purple, it made me slow but not stop, I knew I had to get
home to hold down the farm for the storm. Going 45 miles an hour down a 35
limit road, I could see that I was making good time, I was looking around
trying to see if there were any signs of a storm coming on other than the
clouds. This couldn't have been an isolated storm just around this one part of
the county, could it? Well, all that looking around prevented me from seeing
that the cloud was right over me now and also that the lightning was getting
closer and closer. Just then a bolt of lightning struck the road, about 40
feet in front of me, I was moving to fast, I couldn't swerve, I couldn't
really stop, and the last thing I saw before everything went black was a
blue-white light and a lot of electric shocks going all over the car.

I awoke, seven hours later according to my watch, in my car, and everything
seemed to be normal, except that the skies were blue and perfectly clear, no
clouds or lightning could be seen. But it was the same area that I had been
in, there were trees, trees, and more trees around me and a black top road
leading down to my farm, so I continued that way. When I reached my farm and
house I was amazed to see a Ford Lincoln Town car, a car that no one I knew
owned or could afford. Then I saw someone that looked facially very much like
me, except he had jet black hair, slicked back and a jet black goatee. Could
that be a cousin or a long lost uncle, no I would have known if I had a rich
relative, but he looked like he lived there, in my house! What's going on, who
was this, am I going crazy? It reminded me of that Star Trek episode, where
Kirk, Spock, and others are transported into an alternate dimension, Oh my
God, is that what this is, is that me in an alternate universe? It must have
been that weird lightning storm, that’s what shifted me to this dimension.
Wow, I can't believe my luck. Just then a little movement caught my eye and
shifted my attention back to the farm, a girl was coming out of the door. She
couldn't have been more than 18 years old, really short at 4'10 and was thin
but curvy, she had blond hair and a freckled face that showed her youth and
cuteness. But she looked mature also, showing confidence and grace as she
walked up to my alternate universe counterpart. She started wiggling her hips
sexually, as though she was looking for some action, which I wanted to give
her, but I think my counterpart of this dimension already had. Oh man, she's
can't be more than 19 how could she and he be doing that stuff, well I found
out, not only is she horny, but she takes what she wants, as she basically
attacked my counterpart and started mugging him with affection, she was very
strong for her size, must be a gymnast, I thought. I then saw that my
counterparts feet were not on the ground anymore, I looked closer to find that
this little girl 4'10 and 85 pounds of her was lifting her lover, who was at
least a foot taller and 150 pounds heavier than her, but was close to
weightless in her hands. Then I thought, hey wait a second, I though about how
she must be very strong for a girl her age, and then she is suddenly
performing an awesome feat of strength, did I do that!?! Hmmm, then I thought
about her growing so muscular that her clothes would be close to bursting off
her body. I transferred that thought over to her and suddenly there was a
creak, like a car being lowered to the ground on a chain. I looked ahead and
noticed that the young girls shoulders were growing wider and wider by the
second! Then her breasts started growing outward, being held up by some big
pectoral muscles. Her biceps were straining the sleeves of her long-sleeved
shirt, almost ripping the seems of the overmatched satin. I did it, I can
control things here.

My God, I could be a king, I could be a ruler, but no, I am not greedy, I just
want a woman to call my own. You see unlike my counterpart, I am not
physically fit, I have always been obese, 320 pounds at a height of 5'10 and
have never been confident or self-assured in the ladies department. I have had
only one steady girlfriend, but she was not what you would call pretty, I
stayed with her for 3 years, because no one else would take me. Now, here, I
have the power to change that. Not only that, I can do what I have always
dreamt about, muscular and strong girls have been a major turn for me ever
since I can remember, and from what I have seen, I have the power to change
women in any way I have see fit, and I plan to use that power a lot. But first
I decided to see if I could change myself, I have always found myself to be
ugly, I had a 50 inch waist, man breasts, and a mediocre looking face. So
first I decided to lower my waist to 34 inches, and wow, the fat just
disappeared, my pants were awfully loose, I am going to have to change that
too. I then made sure that my pecs were nothing but bone, flesh and muscle,
because to this point they had only been fat. I transformed the rest of my
body into muscle as well, not huge muscle, but middle weight boxer type
muscle, a little ripped and not to big, but impressive to a normal guy. Now,
instead of the 5'10 320 pound blob of fat, I was a 6 foot 195 pound hunk of
muscle. I said to myself, "wow, wait til the ladies get a load of me, I can
have any woman I want now!" Then I also changed my clothes, to the hottest
fashions that were available in the dimension, then I went to town, ready to
unleash some changes on the world.

I rode into town, now in a vintage black Dodge Charger, which I created on the
way here, by transforming my old crappy Chrysler LeBaron, which was two years
too old. God, I love these powers, I thought to myself, and now one last thing
to change. Nothing important, but I always wanted to know what it would be
like to have a big penis, so I gave myself a 10 incher, instead of my usual 6
incher. Now, with that taken care of I can start with the women of town, I
would concentrate on mostly older women with beautiful faces, and girls in
their upper teens, who look facially beautiful, but need better bodies. But
one thing I wanted to make sure that all the women that I would enhance would
be 5'2 or shorter. I have always had this fetish for shorter women who would
be strong enough to pick me up and carry me around like a baby. So of course,
the other part of what I was going to do was make the women I found the most
attractive, I would give them superhuman power, and of course the most
beautiful of these would also get huge muscles, and a select few of those
women would get to be in my muscle woman harem. I parked my car in a grocery
store parking lot, making sure that it wouldn't get stolen I put a security
alarm on it and a boot, which of course I could get rid of with just a
thought, man, I love this power I've been given, it makes me feel all tingly.

I figured walking around would be the best way to find the women I really
wanted, especially when judging height and looks, so I went out to find my
future muscle wives. I looked around and saw a promising beginning, a 18 year
old girl that was about 5'4", but she had a boyfriend, so I decided to leave
her be, but I did give her twenty percent more strength than her boyfriend,
just in case he gets rough with her. No muscle, I want him to be totally
unaware of her power until she needs to use it. Oooo, here comes a pair of 15
year olds, then I thought, no too young, I am not going to go below 18 with
any girls, I know I have power to make the rules here, but even I have
standards when it comes to that. Then I spotted this nice looking 69 year old
grandma, and thought, she could use a little muscle and strength, I am not
going to fall in love with her, but she deserves a little something, so I
enhanced her, making her as strong as she was when she was 30 years old. Wow,
she looks great now, at least 15 years younger and much more fit than any 69
year old has a right to look. Ok, I have had enough fun with this, now to find
the women that I want to fulfill my fantasies, now for the real fun to begin.
I went to a strip club first, knowing that my look could attract even the most
strident of dancers who were lesbians, I was handsome, had good style and had
a nice muscular body. The first dancer I saw on stage looked fit enough, with
a flat stomach and virtually no fat on her body, not ripped, but just muscular
enough to be strong and feminine, like a gymnast or a ballerina. I couldn't
tell her height, but she looked to be a little taller than I liked, so I
singled her that I was interested and she nodded and singled that I could meet
her in the back booth. Whoa, the old me couldn't even get a beautiful girl
like that to notice me before, these powers kick ass! So here I am in the back
of the bar with a beautiful 21 year old girl, I stood up and she was in high
heeled shoes, which made her eyes level with my chin, I am 6' and she had 4
inch heels, which probably put her at 5'4, not too bad, still smaller than me
by a lot, but not as much as I preferred. So we talked for a little while and
she was telling me what she wanted to do with her life, she wanted to go into
fitness contests, but because she didn't have the money for equipment or a gym
membership, she had to strip as a means to get by. I felt sorry for her at
that point, I knew she wasn't the kind I would want to take advantage of, she
was just too innocent and cute. I did want to help her though, so I gave her a
gym membership card that I produced out of thin air, I told her to go and use
the gym as much as she wanted, and she would keep getting stronger and she
would be able to live her dream. Okay, I didn't really add a girl to my harem,
but I did a good thing, so I was feeling good about myself.

Now on to some more fun, I left the strip bar with my head held up high, I
never knew how it felt to help people at this level before, I am really a good
guy. So I started walking down to the Mickey D's in town to see if I could
pick up a girl there, I am sure there were a few there back in my dimension
that caught my eye, I wonder if they would be working here in the alternate
dimension. So I entered the side door and my eyes immediately came upon a girl
that I had always liked seeing here, a girl that was two years behind me in
high school and even though I was older, I admit I had a thing for her. So now
here was my time, now I had a chance to ask her out and find if she had what I
liked in a woman, if she had, I think she would be the first of my muscle
harem. She was definitely as beautiful as I remember in my home dimension, and
was definitely the same height, which really attracted me to her in the first
place, only 4'11, she barely came up to the bottom of my neck, and she looked
really athletic, as she was a cheerleader and gymnast. I have been looking at
her for a long time, so I swallowed the butterflys in my throat and approached
her. "Lexie, Lexie Johnson, I don't know if you remember me, I was two years
ahead of you in high school, my name is Jeremy Wilson. (Please note that I
look a little different in this dimension, not as heavy as in my home
dimension, and she knew my counterpart, who is much healthier, so she didn't
instantly recognize me, but she still accepted my word as the truth, which it
was to a certain degree)"Anyway, I have always thought you were very pretty,
and well, would you go out with me, to catch up on old times?" I tried my
hardest not to influence her mind with my powers, I wanted her to like me for
me first before I let her know what I was really like. She said "Sure, Jeremy,
we can have coffee tonight at 8PM, how's the main street cafe in Manitowoc?" I
immediately agreed, the butterflies rising again in my stomach, ok now, how to
break my powers to her, I wish I was a much more articulate speaker, without
being to high strung and obnoxius. Then something happened in my mind and I
started talking like a college professor "Why yes that would be terrific
Lexie, can't wait to see you there, I will be there with bells on, thank you."

So we met up, she was wearing a nice dress, black with white flowers,
short-sleeved, with a plunging neck-line, wow, she was even more beautiful
than usual, if she wanted in on my muscle harem idea, I would be in heaven.
5'1 in 3 inch heels, less than 100 pounds of thin, lean muscle, I couldn't
have asked for a more perfect candidate for this transformation. But first I
had to convince her, I hope I am right about my feelings about her, and I hope
she would hear my whole proposal and not just walk after I mention my powers
to her. Okay here goes, I walk up to her, take her hand in mine and look deep
into her eyes, trying to find any recess of her mind that might have contained
muscle fantasies for herself. I found a faint memory of her working out in
high school, trying to get stronger for cheerleading, but never being strong
enough to lift more than 80 pounds on the bench press. She looked frustrated
that she couldn't get stronger and more muscular. There it was, there was the
memory of her past that I could use to make her become what I always wanted to
see her be, a super muscular, unbelievably strong young woman. She said
"Jeremy? You alright, you just froze for about 15 seconds?" I laughed and said
"Yes, I am alright Lexie, I just got lost in your deep blue eyes." She said
"Oh, thats so sweet, but no one calls me Lexie anymore, most of my friends
call me Alex, my full name is Alexandra, but I didn't want to be thought of as
a nerd with a freaky name, so I just started calling myself Lexie, and
everyone did the same after a while." I said "Okay, Alex, I guess that
shouldn't be to hard for me, I just love your full name, Alexandra sounds
regal and noble." We sat down in a corner booth and ordered some food,
Alexandra ordered a chicken caesar salad and I ordered Surf and Turf. When we
were finished eating we started to talk, me talking about what I have done
since high school, her talking about her own career after high school, I never
once mentioned my powers, but I wanted to get around to it soon.

So I started, "I remember the first time I saw you, in the high school gym,
you were trying to bench about 80 pounds, but it was really hard for you." I
continued "From that first time, I was fascinated with you, mostly because I
have always fantasized about getting together with a woman who lifts weights
and gets really strong." She said "Well unfortunately, I never really got
above that 80 bench press, I have always wanted to be more muscular and
stronger too, but my genetics just aren't right for it." She looked sad, I
couldn't stand to see that so I told her, "You know, I can help you with that,
I have a special supplement back at my place that can build muscle and
strength in anyone, I used it for a while and I will show you the results
later, I think you'll like it." Well that was the set-up, actually we didn't
need any supplements, I could just wish her body to get stronger and more
muscular every time she lifted, but I wouldn't tell her that, not now that I
had the perfect story to hook her. I will tell her eventually, but now it was
her time to decide. "Well, okay, I accept, I don't know how well it would work
on me, I mean I only weigh 95 pounds now, and at only 4'10 my body can't hold
a heck of a lot of muscle." I assured her, "Listen, the supplement strengthens
bones and helps form the muscles so that you can make them look however you
want them to. I, of course, will help you with your workouts, and with the
supplements, don't worry, everything is very safe, what do you think Alex?"
She smiled and said "Of course, I would love to try to build my muscles, and
if its safe what would the problem be, my only question is why do you want to
do this for me?" I smiled and said "Well I know how much you want to build
your strength and muscles, and like I said muscular women have always been
fascinating for me, unfortunately I have not had the opportunity to be close
to any of them, but with you I feel together we can accomplish your dreams and
mine at the same time." So Alexandra said "Okay, let's set up a time to meet
tomorrow at the gym and we can help each of us become our fantasies, Jeremy."
Alex said while smiling wide, showing off her sparkling white teeth. Wow she
is even more perfect for me then anyone I have ever met. Well we set up the
time at 1PM and I told her to bring both sweats and spandex work out clothes
for her session tomorrow. "Tomorrow will be the best day you have ever
experienced and I hope it will be mine, if you know what I mean." I chuckled
to myself after we said good bye, yes tomorrow will change everything.

So we went to the gym in Manitowoc, there was one about 14 miles from where I
was living now, in about the only high scale hotel in Two Rivers, my hometown.
I of course don't have to pay, as I have used my powers to make the staff
believe I was paying, without actually paying, what can I say, just because I
am a good guy, that doesn't mean I have to do everything in a good way. So, I
am wearing my neon green workout shorts, with a gold tang top, not only
because I am a huge packer fan, but these were the only clothes that I could
get in such a short period of time, so I picked out my two favorite colors. I
knew they looked goofy, so when I entered the gym I clouded the thoughts of
all the people working out there so that they wouldn't notice my weird taste
in clothes. I got there twenty minutes early to set up the appointment with
the guys in there, so I had complete control of the gym from1-3. I want to
have complete privacy as me and Alex pump each other up, so no man can see the
strength and beauty that she will become. Not that I really have to worry, I
could make myself bigger and stronger than all of them put together, but
again, I don't want to make a spectacle at the gym. Alex got there about a
minute early and even though she was wearing a baggy gray sweatsuit, she was
just about the most gorgeous thing I could remember. She smiled at me and said
"Ready to get pumped, big guy." I smiled and said "I'm ready if you're ready,
and you definitely look ready." She smiled again and asked "So where is this
magic supplement that you think can grow me muscle." So I took a water bottle
and told her "Here it is, its already mixed so you can just drink it down and
we can get started." While she was drinking, I was changing her body
internally, slightly so she wouldn't be able to feel it or notice it right
away. She gulped the whole thing and let out a shuddering breath, she said
with a look of suprise "Wow, I can't believe I drank the whole thing, it was
delicious, and I feel energized already." Well all that was in the shake was
cappacino mixed with a slim fast type drink. The real power I had already
given her, the power to gain unlimited strength by lifting heavier and heavier
weights, she will also gain muscle easier, but won't become as huge as a male
bodybuilder, more like the hugest of female bodybuilders, such as my favorites
Paula Suzuki and Tina Lockwood.

To be really honest, I wanted to keep her the same height, although I probably
could have changed that, but the one thing that fascinated me the most about
her was that she was trying to get stronger and more muscular at such a short
height of 4’10, that is the one thing that attracted me since the first time I
saw her. So I changed her muscle and bone structures enough so she could carry
the muscle on her body, and then after I changed her metabolism so that most
of the food she ate would be turned directly into muscle, instead of fat.
Also, I made her arms and leg bones a little thicker, so she wouldn’t have
trouble walking around with so much muscle weight hanging off of her. Now
everything is in her ball court. So we moved to the bench, which was stacked
with 50 pounds, plus the bar, a total of 95 pounds, which is 15 pounds her
max, and just over 5 pounds less than she weighed. She said "Jeremy I can't do
this, there is 95 pounds on there, how can I start off with something that I
have never even come close to benching before." I told her "Don't worry, I
will be spotting you the whole way, remember, the only real failure is to
never have tried in the first place, and don't forget that you just had the
best supplements available, with that nothing bad can happen, okay?" She
slowly nodded her head, somewhat unsure, but still willing to try. She
stretched her arms as far as they would go and asked me for a liftoff, because
her short arms couldn't get the bar all the way off of the rack, I helped her
get it off and she took control of it, arms straight, but shaking slightly.
She lowered it slowly, not wanting to lose control of the heavy(to her) weight
and when it touched her almost non-existent chest, she started to lift it,
shaking a little but pushed it a little higher every second, until finally she
had lifted it straight up again. She had her eyes closed the entire time, with
a look of stern determination on her face, but after she completed the lift,
she had a huge smile on her face and said "Wow, I don't believe I benched 15
pounds over my max, on my first lift, unreal." I told her "Believe me, when we
are done today, 95 pounds will feel like an ounce to you, my dear." She looked
at me shocked that I called her dear, but then quickly blushed and nodded her
head like a shy schoolgirl.

We progressed from there, me spotting her and helping her lift the weights,
her growing stronger and stronger each time she tried it. As she tried harder
and harder, the stronger she got, first doing it for 1 rep at 95, then 3, then
7, then 10, going up and up until finally she was able to do 30 reps with 95
pounds. "Wow, all this in under half an hour, I feel 10 times stronger than I
was when we started, and I feel stiff in my limbs, but its a good feeling." So
I asked "Wanna try more weight on here, that last set was much too easy for
you." She nodded and I loaded the bar to 150 pounds, knowing that her body
could now process the muscle faster and faster, this should be no problem for
her. She got down, not even caring that this weight is fifty pounds more than
what she weighed, she didn't even need me to take the bar of the rack any more
and started benching it, slowly but smoothly. She did 12 reps on her first
set, trying harder and breathing deeper on her last three. "Oooo, it burns
Jeremy, it almost hurts to breathe." I said "Don't worry Alex, its just your
body is growing stronger and building muscle as you relax between sets, you
should be able to bench this weight more easily in the second set and as you
bench more and more the feeling will not be as intense, its like sex, the
first time always hurts, and then all you feel is pleasure, trust me on this."
I told her to stretch out some more and when she feels comfortable again. She
didn't notice while she was stretching, but I put the weight up to 175,
because at this point I don't think she would feel the difference, she is
getting steadily stronger and she wouldn't recognize one weight from another
at this point. So she got down, not even knowing I had switched the weight and
started benching again, with 75 pounds more than she weighed, and this time
she proceeded to press it for 20 reps, making it look quite easy.

"Now, how do you feel, Alex, how do your muscles feel right now?" I asked,
with a touch of concern, but also with a bit of cockiness, because I knew she
should be feeling great. "I feel all tingly and light, its an awesome feeling,
I can't believe the sensations that are going through my body." I smiled and
said "Okay then, you want to multiply and magnify these feelings? Well the
only way is to put more weight on the bar, believe me, you are only starting
on your muscle journey." It was at this time that I actually looked closely at
her body and saw that her sweatshirt and pants were not as baggy and bulky as
they were 45 minutes ago, obviously she had grown some pretty big muscles in
that time, my smile got even wider. She agreed and I proceeded to load the bar
until it weighed 225 pounds, 2 and a quarter times what she weighed. I had a
feeling she might have a little trouble with this weight, but I wanted to see
her do it, mostly because if she was able to do this weight, then most likely
she could press me over her head, because I weighed only 195 pounds at this
time. She stretched a bit, pulling the gray sweatshirt a little tighter around
her now muscled frame, and then got down again, and without prompting or help
from me, took the 225 pounds off of the rack with ease. She slowly benched it,
using perfect form, but not using all of her power yet, I could tell she could
have benched much more at this point, and that fact alone made me very, very
excited. She proceeded to do this incredible weight for 30 reps, which is
incredible considering that she weighed just less than 100 pounds when we
started. Only 45 minutes into our workout and her max went from 95 pounds for
one rep and now she could do 130 pound more than that for 30 reps with the
ease of lifting a stuffed animal. Sitting up, it appeared that her sweatshirt
was ready to tear at the seams in the arms and chest, you could see that the
muscles in her upper body were striated and vascular because the shirt was
almost transparent because of its tightness. Oh, man, not even in my wildest
dreams have I ever thought that I would see anything like this, and if I am
right, there will be no limits to how strong see will be, and I don't know
what the limits of her muscle growth would be, but it won't matter, because
she is already my fantasy come to life.

"Can't we put some real weight up on here, the last couple of sets weren't
challenging at all." She said with a confident smirk on her face. "I thought
you would never ask, now this might be a big jump, but I think you can handle
it, you could have benched that 225 pounds all day and night if you wanted
to." I told Alex, as I loaded the bar up to 495 pounds, which is unreal
considering that only one known woman has even come close to benching 500
pounds, and that woman was 5'7 and close to 200 pounds, not 4'10 and 100
pounds. Now I knew her sweats wouldn't hold up if she had a little bit of
trouble with this weight, her muscles would burst through it like a finger
through a tissue. Well, Alex got down, not even appearing the least bit
worried at the size and weight of all the plates on the bar, almost five times
her body weight. She put her hands on the bar and nodded up to me,
acknowledging that she might need a spot on this one. I nodded back and with
that the heavy bar rose off of the rack, it looked easy enough at that point,
and lowered it slowly down to her chest. She breathed in and out a couple
times and then lifted the bar straight up, as though it wasn't that hard, she
smiled and lowered the bar again, amazed at the ease in which she was handling
about 5 times what she weighed. Just then I noticed a tear at the top of her
sweatshirt, and it was getting larger after every rep, finally on her 20th
repitition, her shirt gave out and ripped totally, exposing her incredible
body.

My eyes nearly fell out of my skull as I looked down, staring into the
biggest, veiniest and most striated chest that could possibly exist on a
human. It was at that point she stopped and held her arms across her chest,
embarrassed at the sudden turn of events. I couldn't have been happier though,
as the way she crossed her arms puffed her biceps out to a huge degree,
letting me see a huge vein on top of the peak and also showed some nice well
defined horseshoe shaped triceps. The thing that amazed me was that she looked
as big as any heavyweight Ms. Olympia contender, even those woman a foot
taller and 80 pounds heavier than her. Her biceps had to be 18 inches, and her
chest was at least 50 inches if it was a centimeter. Her neck had also
thickened some at the time, but not enough to appear unfeminine. She then got
over he shock and embarrasment and proceeded to get down on the bench again,
now she was totally addicted to building bigger and stronger muscles, and I
have to say, that I wanted it for her as much as she wanted it for herself. So
I just stood there, because I knew she was much too strong and hard with
muscle to worry about getting crushed under the really heavy weight. With an
unbelievable fury in her eyes she started benching, still slow, but with such
a steady pace that she could bench the 495 pounds until she wanted to stop and
she didn't appear to want to stop. Finally she did, after 100 reps, and I am
sure she could have done much more with that weight, she was superhumanly
strong now. She demanded me to fill the bar with as much weight as it could
hold, the whole thing weighed 910 pounds, and I was getting a little scared
here, I didn't know how much she weighed now, with her Olympia sized muscle,
but it couldn't have been more than 125 because her height had remained the
same. Now she was attempting over seven times her bodyweight and with the fire
in her eyes and the muscles pulsing in her body I didn't think that that World
record would stand a chance. She got down quickly, rage making her stronger
still, as she placed her hands on the bar you could see that she was squeezing
as hard as she possibly could, warping the parts of the bar that she was
touching. She lifted the bar of the rests and proceeded to knock off 50 reps
with a weight so massive that the ends of the bars were bending to the floor
with about a 45 degree tilt!

Holy crap in a handbasket, the size of the muscles on her frame now could have
belonged to a middle weight male bodybuilder, and she was ripped to shreds
with veins running all over her massive frame. She sat up and flexed without
hesitation, knowing now that she was the strongest human being on the planet
now and she didn't have to be scared of anything anymore. Hey, I would bet
that she is damn close to being bulletproof, the way her muscles shined with
sweat and the way her 8 pack abs were now exposed, made it appear that she had
armour on her body. Now she looked at me, not with that fire of rage, but a
look of lust and passion, a look that said, I want you right now, and I am
going to take you. As much as I wanted that I knew this was not the place,
even though we were pretty much alone, we didn't have a lot of time before our
private time was up, and if the room was in this shape and they saw her size
and strength, we wouldn't be able to do anything in the future, because she
would be hounded about it day and night. So, I was forced to snap her out of
it, even though I wanted her just as much, I told her "Lexie, honey, we gotta
go, we have to clean up around here before all the regulars come back in, I
know you could take them, with your strength, they wouldn't stand a chance,
but we don't want to cause a big commotion." Now she appeared calmed down, but
her muscles were still throbbing, looking for something to do, I noticed the
bench bar still had her finger imprints so I looked her in the eye and nodded
at the bar. She smiled and nodded back, we started unloading the bar of the
865 pounds that was on it and put the plates away in the appropriate places.
The she took the empty bar off the rests and held her hands as far apart as
she could in a curling position. She started straining, veins pumping blood to
her muscles, pecs and arms becoming bigger with each and very amount of power
she poured into it. The metal started creaking as she bent it in half, it was
now really deformed, but that didn't stop her from bending it again, she was
getting stronger each time and when she was finished, the metal bar was the
size of a kid's lunch box. Her muscles were even more huge at this point,
making a heavyweight male bodybuilder look like a child next to her. Finally
she put the bar between her huge pecs, over 70 inches around and 8 inches deep
and squeezed it so hard it evaporated, leaving no trace of it. We measured her
biceps at 25 inches, totally unreal when considering that this 23 year old
girl was only 4'10 and started out with 10 inch arms. She started out at only
100 pounds even, and now after only 2 hours of heavy lifting weighed 175
pounds of Mr. Olympia sized muscle!

This totally amazed me, she grew from little girl, hardly any muscles at all
to super strong super girl with muscles that rivaled the biggest man in the
whole world. I produced another bar out of thin air, I knew I could have
repaired that last bar easily, but I wanted to see Alex use her strength one
last time, and I wasn't disappointed in the least. Now, though, it was time to
leave, we had our 2 hours of work and fun, and it was time for the regular
lifters to come back from their breaks. Hah, if they only knew what we did in
here, if they only knew what this little girl was capable of, they wouldn't
know what to do. I then created a four X sweat shirt and some totally baggy
sweat pants, because she had grown out of those as well, as you can probably
tell, I am not a leg man, hehehe. She made them look regular on her, as though
she was really fat, but that was just the opposite, her muscles made her so
wide that she had to leave sideways, since her back was wider than the
doorframe. Yes, she was that wide, almost as wide as she was tall. "Ok, you
ready, lets go to my place, we can relieve our tensions there, my love." We
walked out arm and arm, smiling all the way, knowing that my life had changed
forever. Now, all I have to do is find other members for my muscle harem. To
be continued....definitely!!!