Valentine’s Day Story
by MagnusMagneto
Intro)
Blake felt a vibration in his pocket, an alert that he received a new text. He tapped the phone a few times, finding that the message was from his girlfriend, wondering when they were going to meet up for the evening. It quickly dawned on him – it was Valentine’s day!
Blake had completely forgotten, and had neglected to pick up a gift or make real plans with her. They had been together for well over a year, leading him to take their relationship for granted. In fact, Valentine’s as a whole seemed like a pain. It’s not like he was going to really get anything out of it that he wouldn’t normally. Still, as bothersome as it was, Blake knew that Marissa would be quite irate if he didn’t at least go through the basic motions.
He sent a reply, informing her that he would swing by her place in a couple hours for a comfy night in. Marissa quickly responded, and while she seemed somewhat disappointed, she was just happy to spend some time with him. Blake put his phone away before thinking on what to get her for a gift.
“Some chocolates and a stuffed animal or something should suffice.” he reasoned before hopping in his car and taking off.
A few minutes later, Blake arrived at the local supermarket. To his shock, it seemed that the entire store’s supply of heart shaped boxes and other cute containers full of candy were fresh out of stock. He took a gander at the selection of flowers, but everything left was wilted or damaged. Frustrated, Blake jumped back in his car and took off for the local mall.
After a short spell driving, Blake found that the mall was completely packed. He had to scour the lot, but he eventually found a place to park. The interior of the mall was filled to the brim with people – either couples shopping together, or frantic individuals trying to find a last minute gift.
Blake sighed. What a hassle. He started walking down the length of the upper level, eying each shop for a potential present. Marissa was somewhat traditional in her celebration of holidays, so simply grabbing her any old present would likely be met with lukewarm results. First he hit up the various card and present shops, finding a paltry selection. He grabbed a cheesy card, but to his surprise, there wasn’t a box of chocolates to be found anywhere.
The next hour was spent scavenging the mall for a simple heart shaped box of chocolates. Every store he encountered was out of stock, just like the supermarket. Frustrated, let out a disgruntled moan. Just then, a nearby vendor with a simple cart called him over.
“Young man, I think I might have what you’re looking for.” a small, withered old woman said.
Blake rolled his eyes and came over. The stand was full of strange knick-nacks, shrunken heads and various tribal styled objects.
“Lady, I really don’t think-”
he was cut short when the old woman produced a generic looking box of chocolates from beneath her stand. “You were saying?” she gloated.
“Jesus. How much?”
“Fifty bucks.”
“FIFTY?” Blake nearly shouted. “Lady that’s highway robbery!”
“Supply and demand. Also, these are very special chocolates! Plus… I’m having trouble making rent, even for this meager stand.” she admitted.
Blake collected himself. Considering her… strange assortment of goods, he believed that she was having difficulty meeting her monthly quota to stay open. “And just how are these special?” he asked, scrutinizing the box. “Let me guess, they’re magic or some shit?”
“Yes, actually. My advice is you only give them to the one you truly love. So what’ll be?”
Blake sighed once more before reaching into his wallet, grabbing two $20 bills and a tenner. “Time is money I guess. May as well just get this before I search for another hour.”
“You’re very wise for your age.” the woman added before they exchanged goods. “Remember what I said.”
“Yeah, sure, whatever.” Blake dismissed before taking off for Marissa’s place.
1)
Blake lazily banged a few times on Marissa’s door. A few moments later, it opened and he was greeted by a short, blonde haired, blue eyed woman with a sharp hourglass outline. She was wearing a red dress, making her highly overdressed compared to Blake’s regular attire of jeans and a long-sleeved shirt.
“Hey babe!” she yelled out before happily wrapping her arms around him.
Blake returned the hug somewhat less enthusiastically. After the couple greeted one another, they headed inside. Following Marissa inside, Blake noticed that she had definitely been gaining weight. The blonde wasn’t obese by any means, but she was significantly chubbier than the lithe, lean creature he had first met. All of the added fluff mostly made her curvier, so it wasn’t the end of the world.
The apartment was immaculate, and the mood was complete with dim lights and lit candles. Blake wouldn’t admit it, but he was kind of irritated by how much effort Marissa had put into the whole affair. He really just wanted to watch some webflix, eat some dinner, hopefully have sex, and then go to sleep.
“Sooooo… you know what today is right?” she asked.
“Well, yeah.” Blake said before presenting the box of chocolates with card.
“Aww, thanks!” Marissa cheerfully chirped as she grabbed the presents.
Blake internally groaned at the thought of her gaining another pound or two from the treats, and Marissa was secretly disappointed at the lack of any apparent effort Blake had put into anything.
“Well, here’s your present.” she said before grabbing a small box and handing it to him.
Curious, Blake unwrapped it and found a very stylish watch inside. “Oh, um… thanks.” he was completely taken aback by the gift. It was both extremely pricey, and not really something he would want to wear. He took it out of the box and slipped it onto his wrist. How bothersome – not only was Marissa’s gift at least four times more expensive than his (at the old woman’s markup, let alone regular market value), but he’d now have to wear this stupid thing whenever he was around her.
The couple shared an awkward moment of silence. Both parties were dissatisfied, but didn’t want to vocalize their issues. “So, it looks really nice on you!” Marissa added.
“Oh, yeah, for sure!” Blake mustered some fake enthusiasm. “So, uh, wanna watch some webflix?”
Marissa’s face tilted to the side. She was hoping Blake would take her out to a nice dinner or something, but she supposed this would do for now. “Alright.”
–
The couple snuggled together on the couch and turned on some dumb comedy. Neither of them laughed much. Eventually, Marissa’s mind wandered to the box of chocolates. She grabbed the container and opened it. It was full of individually wrapped chocolates of various shapes and sizes. “Well, these look tasty.” she thought out loud before noticing a small note on top. She picked it up and began reading the contents out loud. “Rejoice, for you have been chosen to receive a life changing gift. Be careful, as how you use it can be a blessing or a curse.”
Marissa blinked a couple times. “Blake, what kind of joke is this?” she asked, shoving the paper into his chest.
Blake let a sigh. “The truth? I couldn’t find any chocolates at any real stores, so I bought some from a crazy old lady at the mall for 50 bucks.”
“Riiight.” Marissa said before picking up a chocolate. “Guess I may as well enjoy, huh?”
Blake looked down at his girlfriend. Her arms pudged slightly from sitting at her side, yet lacked any real muscle tone. A slight double chin was present beneath her mouth. “Yeah.” he replied, disingenuously.
Marissa unwrapped the chocolate and plopped it into her mouth before chewing. “Well, it tastes good.” she said with her mouth still full.
Blake internally recoiled a bit from the unsightly display. “Glad to hear it.”
The blonde swallowed her snack. She looked down at the box, eager to have another, but remembered that she needed to do something about the extra weight she had been gaining. To stop herself, she put the cover back on the box and set the chocolates to her side.
Marissa glanced down at the crinkled wrapper and noticed some words on it. Curious, she carefully unraveled the paper to find a message written on it. “Look sharp! You’ve been given the gift of strength. Your future efforts will be rewarded.” she read out.
“What the fuck does that even mean?” Blake asked, feeling incredibly stupid about how today had gone. Not only did he pay an obscene amount of money for these chocolates, they had bizarrely worded messaged written on them.
“Oh hush Blake. I think it means that if I work out, it’ll be super effective.” she deduced, thinking over the possibilities. “Wouldn’t it be sweet if I had mega muscles?” she asked before flexing her arms – there was next to no rise from the motion, in fact, her arms jiggled slightly.
“Yeah… totally.”
Marissa rolled her eyes, and the couple resumed watching their program.
–
15 minutes later
–
Marissa began feeling restless. “I think I have a sugar rush coming on.” she observed.
Blake paid no mind to her comment.
“You know babe…” Marissa started again. “I’ve been getting kind of chubby, don’t you think?”
A chill ran down Blake’s spine. He couldn’t believe it took her this long to bring this up. Why did she have to do it tonight of all nights? Things were already awkward enough… “Huh, really? You look good as always to me.” he lied.
Marissa rolled her eyes and let a sigh. “You need to be more attentive.”
Blake stifled an ‘ugh’. He knew that it would play out that way. Still better than her freaking out from him admitting the truth.
“I should start working out. Like the chocolate said.” she continued.
“If you want to, I’ll support you 100%.” Blake was half hearted with his response.
“Why don’t you join me?” she asked poking his relatively flat, but still soft stomach. “We should get ripped together!” she squealed.
“Really babe, I’m just too busy lately, you know how it is.”
Marissa sighed. Tonight was a complete dud. She needed to mix things up, and fast. “How about we work out right now?” she said before grabbing the remote and browsing the home workout section of their streaming service. She found a popular program, the RipMasterXtreme and turned it on.
“Really Marissa, I’m not in the mood…”
“Fine, you can watch me I guess!” she huffed before getting up off of the couch.
Blake rolled his eyes and took his phone out and started playing a game.
Marissa started following the directions barked at her by the incredibly fit instructors on the program. Her red dress made the motions somewhat awkward, but she still followed as closely as possible. At first the program seemed like it would be impossible, but somehow, Marissa’s body was able to keep up. In fact, she felt like it was getting easier by the moment…
–
A few minutes passed, Blake looked up, and was shocked to find Marissa still going strong at the workout program. She was effortlessly busting out push-ups into ‘mountain climber’ motions. After finishing that set of exercises, she stood up and proceeded to slip her dress right off, desiring a better range of motion. Underneath her dress lay a tank-top and panties. Blake was surprised to find that Marissa’s body wasn’t actually chubby at all – in fact, it looked like she had a legitimate amount of muscle definition. Likely a side effect of getting ‘pumped up’ from the exercise he figured.
Still, Blake had to admit that he found Marissa’s form pretty enticing, and decided to pay more attention to the show she was putting on. She continued following the program, finding that it was becoming even easier. At one point, she had to complete an exhaustion set of push ups – as many as she could do, and to both her and Blake’s shock, she was able to perform the full number the program went up to: 100!
As Marissa got back up, Black could have swore that her arms were displaying some genuine muscle. He wondered if somehow the chocolate’s message was true. Nah, there was no way. It had to have simply been the dim lighting.
A few more minutes passed, and Marissa finished the program. Her body was slightly soaked from sweat, and she lifted the bottom of her tank top to wipe her forehead down, revealing an impressive sharply defined six-pack!
“Holy shit Marissa!” Blake yelled out. “Your abs!”
“Huh?” Marissa looked down and quickly saw what her boyfriend was yelling about. “Wow! Check me out!” she said with a huge grin before quickly taking her tank-top off, leaving just a bra and panties covering her. The blonde’s entire body was lithe and sharply defined with powerful lines and ridges of muscle. “Hell yeah!” she shouted before performing a double bicep shot, causing a pair of impressive arms to jump to life.
Blake blinked a few times, slightly mystified by what he just saw.
“I’m pooped.” Marissa declared, sitting down on the couch and placing her bare legs on Blake’s lap. Blake reached over and rubbed his hand on her calve, finding that even unflexed it was now a muscular slab of power instead of the unshapely blob it was a mere few minutes ago. “I think I deserve a treat, wouldn’t you say?” Marissa reached over, causing a few obliques to pop out and picked up the box of chocolates.
The blonde unwrapped another and plopped it into her mouth before quickly chewing it down and swallowing it.
2)
Blake felt a knot form in his stomach. “Err… what did that one say on it? On the wrapper.” he asked.
“Good point!” Marissa unraveled the paper and read the contents out loud “Be blessed! Enjoy endless endurance to get you through all of life’s trials.” she balled the paper up and tossed it into a nearby wastebasket. “That’s a weird one.” Marissa admitted.
“So was the last one. Anyways, you um… you did say you were feeling tired earlier, right?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“Nothing.” Blake lied before grabbing the remote and turning on another dumb comedy.
A few minutes later, Blake’s mind wandered back to the chocolates. “Say, uh, can I have one of those?” he asked, motioning towards the box.
“Want sexy muscles like me?” Marissa giggled before flexing her right arm. It appeared even larger than before.
“That would be nice. Or anything really.”
“Don’t fret babe, I love you just the way you are.”
“No, really Marissa, can you just share one with me?”
Marissa continued giggling. “You need to earn one, like I did! Do the RipMasterXtreme and I’ll reward you.”
Blake let out a heavy sigh. “Come on, you know I’m really not up for that kind of thing…”
“Well… how about we wrestle over it? Winner gets to eat another.”
Blake thought about it for a few moments. He should still be stronger than her, and he definitely still outweighed her. Plus, it would be fun to get hands on with that new body she was rocking. “Alright.” Blake agreed.
–
Blake stripped down to his underwear, revealing a relatively thin body that was not nearly as impressive as his girlfriend’s. He shrugged off his budding insecurity, assured that once he got one of those muscle building chocolates he’d look like a god. The couple got into position and started their match right on the middle of the living room floor.
As their limbs locked together, Blake was taken aback by just how hard his girlfriend’s muscles were. They were still covered in Marissa’s creamy, soft skin – a rather tantalizing combination. Marissa capitalized on Blake’s growing arousal, and deftly put him into a basic submission hold.
Blake began to struggle, and was surprised by just how firm Marissa’s grip was. As he wriggled around, he could have sworn that his girlfriend’s grasp was actually tightening. Frightened by the implications, Blake quickly put his all into escaping and broke free. Marissa was left off-guard from the sudden burst of strength, and the larger man quickly put her into a hold of his own.
From this new position, Blake’s body was now firmly against Marissa’s impossibly hard and smooth form. This made it more difficult for him to concentrate, but eager to win the match and have a chocolate himself, he remained firm. The smaller girl felt more energy welling within her, and was confident that her strength was increasing by the moment.
Blake tightened his grip, eager to get this match over with. “Give up yet?” he asked.
“Not…” Marissa squirmed, finding the limbs holding onto her were growing looser. “A…” She squirmed even further. “Chance!” she yelled out before breaking free of his grasp.
The couple engaged once more, this time locking hands and pushing against each other. At first Blake managed to push the blonde down slightly, but he was suddenly halted in his tracks. Marissa was pushing back with all of her increasing might. He glanced over at her upper body, and noticed that it was visibly growing thicker by the moment!
Before long, Marissa had turned the tide, and was now forcing Blake’s arms back. A few moments later, she had wrapped herself around him, placing him in a bear hug. He struggled to break free, but found that her grip was simply getting tighter by the moment.
“Give up yet?” Marissa asked, basking in her apparent victory.
It was difficult, but Blake managed to respond with a muffled no.
“Alllright…” Marissa proceeded to lift Blake straight off the ground, feeling another surge of strength from the motion. She began performing squats, using her boyfriend as a human weight. Her legs responded, thickening and growing more powerful after each repetition.
After that became easy, she stuck one leg out and repeated the movement with only a solitary limb, gaining even more inches of solid muscle on her quadriceps and calves. She moved onto standing calf raises, starting off with using both of her legs, then upgrading to only one. Her calves experienced another spurt of growth.
Blake still hadn’t given up, so Marissa let go of him before grabbing on once more, this time lifting him directly overhead. The shorter ball of muscle holding Blake in the air was a comical sight, and Marissa began reiterating the motion over and over, using her boyfriend as a living weight. Her entire upper body exploded with more muscle, giving her a solid V-like appearance.
“Alright, enough! Let me down!”
“You’re saying I win?”
“YES!”
Marissa giggled again before playfully tossing her boyfriend onto the couch. She leapt on and placed her now thick legs onto his lap. “Like ’em?” she asked referring to her powerful gams.
Blake was torn. Yes, they were shapely, but honestly, they were a little too much for his tastes. Her calves were now far larger than his own, and her quads likely were as well. He placed his hands on them and dug his fingers in, finding they were entirely unyielding to his grip.
“Time for another chocolate for me!” Marissa proudly declared, reaching over and grabbing the box once more.
Blake’s eyes grew wide. He wanted to protest, but knew there was little to nothing he could do.
“Actually babe, wanna go double or nothing? You win if you escape from my legs.” she offered.
Blake shrugged. “Alright…”
Marissa scooched closer to him and moved her left leg up, wrapping it around his chest. “Okay, just try to get free!” she challenged.
Blake began squirming around. He first tried to lift the limb on his lap, and managed to bring it up a few inches. Marissa increased the pressure, and Blake found that he was stuck. Just like when they were wrestling, the longer this went on, the harder it became for him. Within a few moments, Marissa had become even stronger and he couldn’t budge her leg at all!
Blake squirmed and squirmed, but nothing he did could truly lead to his freedom. Worse yet, Marissa’s lower body seemed to be thickening even from the slight motions he was making. After a few moments, he resigned.
“Alright. You win.” he offered.
3 & 4)
“I had a feeling you’d admit that.” Marissa teased with a wink. She opened up the box and grabbed two chocolates. Without delay, she unwrapped the first and ate it before reading the wrapper “Success! You’ve been given some seriously slick sexiness!”
She glanced down and noticed that her breasts were beginning to expand. Combined with her powerful pecs, they perked up perfectly. What Marissa couldn’t see just yet was the fact that her face was becoming more beautiful as well. The small imperfections in her skin were clearing up, her lashes thickened, and the blue glimmer of her eyes brightened.
Eager for another present, she unwrapped the second chocolate and quickly gulped it down. “Legendarily long legs await you!” she announced. What the wrapper failed to mention that it wasn’t just her legs that were going to grow – her entire body did.
The very legs on Blake’s lap began to grow longer. Within a few moments, Marissa’s body now extended across the entirety of the couch. He estimated that she had to have been taller than him at this point.
“So babe… like the new me?” Marissa asked. Her voice was effortlessly rich and breathy.
Blake looked over and truly took in the sight of his girlfriend. She was simultaneously thickly muscled and otherworldly beautiful. Her proportions were outrageous, even sitting down – her upper body was an explosive upside down pyramid of power, while her waist was small and densely packed with muscle. Her legs were immensely thick, soft, corded with muscle, and now proportionately very long.
While Marissa was undeniably sexy, Blake still wasn’t entirely comfortable with the sheer amount of muscle she was packing. “Yeah.” he agreed. “The new you is great!”
Marissa squinted. “Really?”
“Yeah. Say, uh, I know you won all those competitions, but can I puh-lease have one of those chocolates? I’ll do the workout if I have to.”
Marissa let out a sigh. She couldn’t believe what a stick in the mud Blake had been today. In fact, he had been a jackass for quite some time now. She really hoped that today would be the day that their relationship got out of its rut. Part of her wanted to dump him right on the spot. Still, he DID just inadvertently giver her a downright amazing body.
She decided to throw him a bone and see how he reacted. If things didn’t get better soon, she would be upgrading.
“Alright.” she said before tossing a wrapped chocolate at him, smacking him in the face with it. She giggled from the impact.
5)
Blake stifled an aggravated grunt from the force of the candy hitting him – he didn’t want to upset Marissa, not until he was stronger than her again. Quickly, he took the offering, unwrapped it, shoved it into his mouth and barely chewed it before swallowing.
“Well?” Marissa asked.
“Oh, right.” Blake picked up the wrapper. “Cheer up! Feel unending love, trust and compassion for your loved one!” Blake blinked a couple times. “Okay, what kind of monkey at a typewriter came up with THIS one?”
“I do admit that that’s the weirdest one yet.”
Blake looked down at his exposed upper body. He wasn’t sprouting any muscles. He lifted his arm and gave it a flex – just as unimpressive as ever. Maybe he needed to stimulate his muscles? Curious, he began trying to lift Marissa’s leg again.
“Oh, wanna play?” she quipped before exerting herself again.
To his dismay, her legs grew even firmer, gaining a quarter of an inch of circumference. Then something hit him. Those legs… those powerful, nearly unstoppable legs… were kind of… really sexy. Blake began stroking them, taking in the unnatural combination of silky softness and unfathomably dense muscle. He squeezed them once more, this time out of a genuine desire to take in their majesty.
“Blake?” Marissa cut in.
That’s when it really hit him. Her voice. ‘Oh god’ he thought. Sure, it had grown richer from that sex appeal chocolate, but it was just now occurring to him HOW hot it was. He found himself growing aroused simply from the idea of her voice. As he looked over, he noticed that the muscles on her frame weren’t actually intimidating at all. In fact, they looked… great.
“Can… can you flex for me?” he asked, somewhat abashedly.
“Really?” Marissa asked, her demeanor cheery. She complied, causing two softball shaped globes to rise on command.
“Oh god…” he uttered. “Your arms are really hot. Actually, your everything is really hot.” he admitted.
Marissa blushed. It had been a long time since she received a true compliment from him like that. “So big guy… it’s still Valentine’s day.”
“Yeah.” Blake had completely missed what his girlfriend was inferring. “I just… God Marissa! I’m so sorry for brushing you off earlier. I’m sorry for not taking you out somewhere fancy. The truth is I forgot all about Valentine’s day. I just want you to be happy. You should eat more of those chocolates – you deserve them more than me.”
Marissa was completely taken aback by the display. Then it occurred to her – Blake’s chocolate – it meant that HE would possess more love for HER! A tear almost fell down her face. Collecting herself, she opened up the box and picked up another chocolate. “You really think so?”
Blake nodded.
6)
Marissa plopped the chocolate in her mouth, this time savoring it for a few moments before swallowing. “Want to do the honors?” she asked, handing Blake the wrapper.
Blake took the paper and read it out loud. “Interesting! Inquire inside, intelligence initiates!” He took a moment and scratched his head. Even with his kinder demeanor, this was still too nonsensical. “Really? What the fuck does that even mean?” he said, handing it back to Marissa.
She read it over, confirming that the message was indeed as ridiculous as he claimed. Then something began to happen. Her mind… sped up. She began drawing connections between everything she had ever learned. It was almost as if she had full access to a dictionary of every word she ever learned on demand. Within a few moments, it dawned on her.
“I think it’s making me smarter.”
Blake’s arousal reached a new level.
“You… you should eat another.” he offered.
Marissa looked at her boyfriend, and mentally compared him to herself. She was now undeniably stronger, taller, smarter, and hotter. Plus she had ‘endless endurance’ whatever that meant. As cute as he was, he didn’t really stack up. The growing capacity of her cold, logical side could foresee the potential problems with this.
“Not yet.” she said before taking another chocolate and handing it to him. “It’s your turn.”
7)
“You sure… I mean I think it would be pretty awesome if you became more… awesome.” he blushed.
His entire demeanor had changed so much. It was almost difficult for Marissa to accept. She had a feeling that the new Blake would end up making a better boyfriend in the long run though.
“Yes Babe. I want you to be awesome too.”
Blake nodded. He quickly ate the chocolate and read the wrapper off. “Tonight! Toned tummies!” he shrugged before tossing the wrapper aside.
Marissa’s enhanced mind had already decoded what that likely meant. She licked her lips and watched with anticipation.
Just as she predicted, within a few moments, the general soft pudginess of Blake’s form disappeared. Before long, his pecs became flat and barrel like, his shoulders capped off, his biceps jut out, and a pronounced six pack popped up. “Look at you babe!” Marissa cheered.
Blake looked down at his body and grinned. He flexed his arms, causing a definitive arm to spring to life. “Nice! Not as big as you though. Hope you aren’t… disappointed.”
Marissa leaned over. As she drew close, her natural aroma began to overwhelm Blake. He had always liked her scent, but it had become far more alluring thanks to the sex appeal chocolate. “I actually like you like this far more than with big muscles.” she admitted before running a slender finger up his abs and planting a kiss on his lips.
The couple began a passionate make out session. During this, Blake reached over and grabbed the box of chocolates. He picked one at random and unwrapped it before breaking his lips off of Marissa’s. “Open wide.” he said, bringing the treat to her mouth.
8)
Marissa accepted. She chewed it and swallowed it without dwelling on it for too long. Blake read the wrapper out loud. “You’re inscrutably indestructible! A bulletproof babe! Nothing can stop you now!”
Marissa gulped. If this was true, then she would be neigh unstoppable. With the ability to gain strength at will, unlimited energy, and immunity from harm, there was little to fear in life.
“Should we… test this?” Blake wondered out loud.
“What, you want to try to kill me or something?” Marissa laughed.
“No! Just… you know.”
“I do.” Marissa said as she got up off of him and stood up – revealing her full height. She was now exquisitely proportioned, like a living amazon.
Blake stood up, and found that, as he feared earlier, Marissa was about half a head taller than he was. She also had a far wider upper body and lower body, with a slimmer waist. Every muscle on her frame made his look small in comparison.
Marissa lead Blake to her stove. She ignited the surface unit, causing a blue flame to spring to life “Alright, here goes nothing.” she said before slowly bringing her hand down towards it. She felt warmth emanating from the flame, but instead of the typical primal instinct to withdraw her hand, the fire was… inviting.
Blake cringed as Marissa’s hand reached the flame, but nothing happened. It simply spread out around her fingers. “Kind of warm.” Marissa said with a wink. She withdrew her hand and examined it – nary a sign of burning was present.
“This is so cool!” Blake exclaimed. “You’re like a super hero!”
Marissa grinned at her boyfriend’s excitement. “I wonder just how strong I am…” she said before reaching over and grabbing a heavy cast iron pain. Gripping it within her fingers, she brought her hands together, attempting to bend the tool in its entirety. At first she barely budged the metal, but her body began reacting, and her entire upper body burst forth with new muscle. A surge of ever greater strength rippling throughout her arms, the pan began to yield to Marissa’s force. Before long, her strength had increased significantly, and the formerly proud utensil was rendered useless.
“I’ve gotta start lifting cars or something.” she commented, noting the instantaneous results.
“Well babe, there’s still two more chocolates. You should probably eat them both!” Blake said before running over to the box and handing it to his amazon of a girlfriend.
Marissa shook her head. “One for me, one for you.” she decided.
9 & 10)
The couple quickly unwrapped and ate their chocolates, both curious what their final gifts would be. “Well, what’d you get?” Marissa asked.
Blake examined the paper in his hand. “Pow! You’ll always be able to pleasure her now! Plus, never ending sexual stamina!” Within a matter of seconds, Blake could tangibly feel what the chocolate was referring to. He could feel the room in his boxers diminishing by the moment.
Marissa blushed at the sight of his growing bulge.
“Well, what’s yours say?”
“Right.” Marissa returned her attention to the final gift. “Fabulous! Fortune favors you!”
The couple stared at each other for a few moments, trying to think of what this could mean. “Well, obviously something fortunate has happened or will happen.” Marissa stated.
“You mean beside becoming an actual unstoppable amazonian goddess?” Blake added.
Marissa smirked. “I guess there’s more to come.” she said with a wink. She began truly utilizing her mind, thinking of everything that could be affected by luck. “Wait a minute…” she said, recalling something. “The lottery.”
“Which one?”
“Just wait!”
Marissa ran over to her purse and began furiously digging through it. Frustrated that she wasn’t finding what she was looking for fast enough, she dumped the entirety of its contents. A small piece of paper floated out. Deftly, Marissa snatched it out of the air.
“Quick, turn on the news!”
Blake scrambled for the remote and did as she asked. Just as fate would have it, they were drawing the SupremeBall. The jackpot was at a staggering 541 million. Even after taxes, it was an immense amount of money. He moved over to his girlfriend, her eyes darting back and forth between her ticket and the screen.
The final number had been drawn.
Marissa had an exact match in her hand.
“I’M… I MEAN WE’RE… RICH!” she screamed. “EVERY NUMBER MATCHES!”
It was too much for Blake to handle. He fainted on the couch.
Things were about to become very interesting for the young couple. Marissa now possessed a truly unstoppable body, and now had a fortune to do anything she wanted. Fortunately for Blake, he possessed the most desirable body alive in her eyes.
Life was good.
The end!
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