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A Day at the Park Chapter 2
By MagnusMagneto
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[WARNING: This story has explicit sex between consenting adults. Do not read if you are underage or are bothered by such content.] The Story So Far (Chapter 1 Recap) : [Extensive preview of that here: https://magnusmagneto.com/2016/06/28/preview-a-day-at-the-park-preview/ ]You went hiking at a nearby park with your girlfriend, Helen. Your relationship is good, and you love one another, but Helen is bothered by her weight – which is a bit on the heavy side. Truthfully, you wouldn’t mind if she lost some weight. Or even better, gained some muscle. Helen doesn’t know, but you secretly lust for female muscle, so much so that you’ve spent many an evening reading Female Muscle Growth Stories and looking at art of impossibly muscled girls.
Towards the start of your hike, Helen explains that she would like to really take her resolution of getting fit seriously. She discusses the possibility of lifting weights to reach her goal faster. This veers into a conversation where hypothetical futures where Helen has muscle are raised. You try to play it cool, but she keeps pressing the issue. Ultimately, you admit that provided she still kept her womanly curves, breasts, and facial structure, that huge muscles would also be great on her. You laugh it off by claiming that such a thing is completely impossible, which generally speaking, is true.
The hike continues and the sun begins to turn a strange pink-ish color. Helen notes that her phone has lost reception, and you check and find that the same is true for yours. You continue on for a while. The park you’re at has a very tall hill with a summit at the top, and the two of you generally want to reach the summit, but mutually understand that with both of your current fitness levels this likely won’t happen. For a while, nothing of note happens, other than your girlfriend continuing to tease you about the prior muscle discussion, her insisting that she’s going to start lifting weights and becoming jacked – which causes you to grow fairly aroused at the thought of Helen transforming like in one of the stories you’ve read.
More time passes, and you start to get tired. Helen on the other hand seems to be brimming with energy, which surprises you since she is generally quite unathletic. On a lark, she flexes her arms and you give them a squeeze – they’re harder than you thought they’d be. She notes how thrilled you seem to be upon feeling her arms, and teases you accordingly.
The hike continues, and you eventually take another break. You notice that her lower body is looking a bit more impressive than usual, and she shows off her calves. You have a comparison, and it seems undeniable that Helen’s calves are actually more impressive than yours. You and Helen both do some squats: you find yourself stopping at around 15, but Helen goes all the way to 50. Her legs immediately look bigger and stronger just from that small amount of exercise. You conclude that Helen always had these muscles, but they were hidden underneath her fluff, and just needed to be pumped up to bring out.
Helen suggests that you grope and admire her legs, which you do – feeling the powerful muscles with your fingers. Between the attention you’ve paid to her, and general feeling of endorphins, Helen becomes quite aroused. All former pretenses of modesty now gone, she services you and does something you truly weren’t expecting: she rubs her spunk on her arms like some kind of sunscreen.
You’re a bit weirded out by her action, but the wo of you continue the hike, Helen still seemingly entirely unaffected by the exercise she just performed. More time passes, and your energy reserves deplete further. You come to another clearing and take a breather once more, though you’re the only one who needs it. While you rest, Helen moves over to a nearby sturdy tree branch, and starts performing strict pull ups. You had no idea that Helen was able to do this, since she’s on the larger size. You’re even more surprised to find that Helen’s back seems… ripped? She even goes so far as to incorporate some leg raises.
After her workout, Helen drops down and flexes her muscles, which are undeniably larger than before. The prospect of your girlfriend undergoing honest to goodness female muscle growth drives you wild, which she picks up on, and proceeds to milk you once more. This time she rubs the proceeds on her abdomen, and moments later, he midsection—formerly flabby and unimpressive—sports six bulging abdominals. Overjoyed by what’s happening, you’re ready for action again within a mere matter of minutes. You’re a healthy young man, but you’re pretty positive that you haven’t been this virile before. Either way, Helen has already gripped you once more, claiming that she’s going to keep becoming stronger and stronger until she makes “Ah-nuld look like a weak, impotent, little boy next to me!”. The chapter ends with her lips around your shaft, and you releasing into her awaiting mouth…
1.) Immediately After Chapter 1
You’ve never released so much in your life. Pump after pump, it keeps coming, flowing into Helen’s warm, sensual, and eager mouth. This is even more remarkable because only a few minutes prior, you just shattered a record for ejaculation; yet here you are, producing even more than that. Helen continues to rub and caress you, moving her lips in such a way that your sense of pleasure is completely overloaded. You both desperately want as much of your seed to enter her as possible, as every drop will serve to make her even stronger.
After well over twenty contractions of release, you start to slow down. Helen redoubles her efforts, takes a breath and groans, “Come on baby, turn me into a goddess!” she pleads – you thought you were emptied, but somehow a small reserve is found, and you continue to expunge more of the super powering seed down Helen’s throat.
Another dozen contractions pass, and you’re finally fully tapped out. You feel completely and utterly exhausted, and fall back onto your bottom, physically panting.
Helen on the other hand has her eyes clenched shut, and she’s groaning with pure ecstasy, beyond that which you’ve ever heard before. Your pride is momentarily injured from the idea that your ejaculate has provided more pleasure for Helen than sex, but you quickly dash those silly thoughts in anticipation for what’s to come.
Your hype is rewarded, and Helen’s entire body begins to tremble and quake, similar to how her arms and abs reacted earlier. Another groan from Helen is accompanied by a sound similar to flesh tearing: all of your girlfriend’s muscles seem to be growing right in front of your eyes. The foundation of her body shifts first: her clavicle, rib cage, and similar bones seem to be expanding – her entire upper half widening slightly; her pelvis similarly grows wider as well. For a moment, she looks slightly misshapen.
Then the fun comes. All of the muscles on her frame begin to fill out slightly. Since her top is off, you’re first drawn to her upper half. First her pecs fill out further: the line between the center of her chest plunges down deeper, and as a result each pec seems to jut out a bit farther out; a few lines of definition dance across each pectoral, and you can undeniably see that she has muscle on her chest – in fact, hers seems to be flatter, wider, and better formed than your own; Helen’s breasts remain the same size, but are propped up a bit higher thanks to the muscle underneath them.
Next her traps simultaneously rise higher and wider, taking on a far more definite shape. Helen’s shoulders push out a bit, becoming rounder and looking more like true muscles. She finally opens her eyes, and seems to be aware of what’s happening. With a grin on her face, she slowly brings her right arm up and tenses it, watching it grow in real time as the bicep tenses up to new heights, small striations of definition running aside it – even a small vein is visible from where you sit.
You look over to her torso, it has actually widened slightly, yet still appears proportionately smaller than before; her lats are flaring out further, and are fully visible while looking at her from the front. You lower your gaze to her tummy, and notice that each abdominal muscle is slowly engorging itself; her serratus anterior and oblique muscles are becoming visible, the last vestiges of fat have all but receded; a bottom pair of abdominals is more apparent, giving the apperance of an eight-pack; and a v-shaped Apollo’s belt has taken form.
Helen’s thighs threaten to burst forth from her shorts, despite their stretchy material. Her legs, which once jiggled with fat from the smallest movement, now appear to be carved out of stone. A deep cut down the center gives her leg an appearance similar to a tear-drop. Despite her apparent growth, Helen now has a ‘thigh gap’: at tiny window of light right beneath her crotch between her legs; this area had formerly been filled in, but was now visible thanks to an advantageous redistribution of mass.
A strange improvement: Helen’s knees appear to be more solid, yet also more aesthetically pleasing. Right beneath them is a wide burst of muscle as her calves flare out; even looking at her head-on, you can see the large bulge of muscle flaring out behind her shins.
Helen’s skin seems to be glowing slightly, though you’re still not positive if that’s a side effect of her transformation, or caused by the light-red sun’s glistening rays. You think it might be the former, because her hair is also a bit longer, reaching past her shoulders now. Despite having recently grown, it looks good, as if it were perfectly styled and groomed beforehand; the hair has a natural shine to it.
She takes a few strides towards you, her hips shake to and fro effortlessly. You feel yourself growing slightly erect from the mere presence of your girlfriend closing in on you, but despite your desire to grant Helen even more power, you are positive that your testes are thoroughly emptied for the time being.
After closing the distance, Helen gently brings a foot to your crotch, probing you for stiffness. “Hmm. Only a chubby? Well, I guess you DID give me quite a bit there. I suppose some rest is in order.” There’s something different about her voice. It sound richer and breathier. She bends down and places a hand under each of your arms before lifting you up with surprising ease, her biceps bunching up from the motion.
A moment later you’re back on your feet. You’re still in a daze, staring at Helen. You can’t be too sure, but it seems that even her eyes are brighter, sparkling with newfound intensity. You reach down and gently brush your fingers against her right cheek, her skin is like velvet to your touch. “It’s… softer.” You explain.
Helen reaches up and feels her left cheek, “Huh, I think you’re right. Cool!” her teeth seem whiter too, and despite what she just consumed, her breath smells immaculate.
You want to linger for a few moments and take in what just happened, but Helen is too energetic to let that happen. “We gotta get going to the peak! Tell you what, I’ll race ya to the next rest stop?”
You shake yourself to and bring back the slightly teasing wise-ass personality that Helen fell in love with, “Pfft, your funeral, all that muscle will just slow you down!”
Helen suppresses a belly laugh. You both know your statement was absurd.
The two of you prepare to run. After a short countdown you take off.
2.)
The next thing you see is Helen’s massive muscular rump—which is still bubble-shaped despite the power it contains—jettisoning her rippling hamstrings with blazing speed. In a matter of moments Helen has taken a wide lead, and disappears beyond your horizon as the path takes a sharp turn. You try to keep pace, but between the physical activity earlier, and the monolithically draining oral sex session, you find it difficult to consistently walk, let alone run. Regardless, while winning this race is all but impossible, you do still need to at least catch up to where Helen is.
You continue pushing forward, moving somewhere between a walk and a light jog in terms of speed. It occurs to you that the strange sun overhead has become darker and more red in hue. You pull out your cell-phone and notice that it still has no reception at all. Beads of sweat are running down your forehead, which makes the sun seem even more overbearing than it is. You can’t help but wonder if the bizarre color of the sky and Helen’s growth are somehow connected. It’s easy to think that you haven’t benefited in all of this, but you recall how short your refractory period between ejaculations was, and the sheer amount of spunk you produced; plus the fact that your juice seems to be powering Helen up in multiple ways.
The thought of seeing Helen’s now buff bod allows you to draw from your innermost reserves of stamina and keep moving.
It’s a grueling ordeal, but after fifteen minutes or so, you finally come to the next clearing, where you see your muscular girlfriend waiting for you – doubtlessly having arrived long ago. You scramble over to a nearby bench and sit down, desperately trying to catch your breath.
Helen is performing single-legged pistol squats with impunity, finishing repetition after repetition with what appears to be perfect form. Her legs appear to be noticeably larger than before your race. Your best benchmark to measure her progress are her shorts, which now look closer to awkward underwear than the respectable bottoms they were at the beginning of the hike. In particular, they now fail to cover her muscular cheeks, half of which physically spill out beyond the confines of the garment.
Her huge ham-like quads now have a deep separation along the side, clearly showcasing the extent of her muscular development and definition. On the flip side, her hamstrings now physically bulge outward, even from her side profile. Helen’s calves have exploded into coconut sized hearts of power. She seems entirely unphased by the challenge of her exercise, instead her body continuously adapts and thrives off of it.
Presuming that this growth occurred recently, which seems to be inarguably the case, then Helen is definitely growing even without exposure to your seed. This makes sense to you, as she had already started displaying signs of muscle growth before the initial hand job.
Helen notices you approaching. “There you are! Slowpoke.” She giggles before walking over to you. As she draws closer, it becomes more readily apparent that she has definitely grown a bit since before.
You have a bit of idle chit-chat, and Helen pokes fun at you for being so out of breath while she’s still brimming with energy – perhaps even more energy than before your race. As a random retort, you claim that you’re probably stronger than she is.
“You really think you’re still stronger than me? I mean, were you ever stronger than me to begin with?” She asks with a giggle, “I’ve always been, well… bigger. And you’ve always been skinny.”
You aren’t sure about the past, but in truth, you’re about 99% positive you aren’t stronger than her anymore at any rate. Regardless, you know what buttons to press for maximum fun, “I’m not sure… I am taller, and I have longer limbs. I’m also a guy.”
“You DO know that I effortlessly picked you up, before that delicious power up back there, right?” Helen reminds you.
“Doesn’t make you stronger than me.” You retort.
“And I have, well, all of this!” Helen places her hands on her hips and thrusts her chest out, putting the full glory of her body directly in your view.
“Like I said, you’re just getting a bit of a pump from all the exercise. Doesn’t mean you’ve actually gained any muscle.”
Helen narrows her gaze and gives you a half smile. You can tell from this look alone that she’s ready and willing to play along with your proposed game. “Well, I pushed your arms back behind your back already, and that was before the power up. How do you propose we test this?”
You stand up and pivot behind Helen before wrapping your arms around her, placing her in a bear hug. Her skin is soft—softer than ever—but the flesh underneath is unfathomably hard, completely packed with dense, powerful muscle.
“And, what’s your point?” Helen asks.
You tighten your grip a bit, “It’s a bear-hug. You have to try and escape.” You explain, clamping a bit harder. You’re afraid of hurting Helen, even though you’re consciously aware that’s probably impossible.
“Like…” Helen takes a deep breath and pushes her arms outward, “This?” She finishes before casually breaking your grip as if it you weren’t grabbing on at all.
“Umm… Yeah.” You concede.
Helen grins wickedly before weaving behind you and placing her arms around you. “My turn!”
Her embrace is warm and overpowering. You can tell from the sheer heat and potential energy within her limbs that if she wanted to, she could inflict serious harm; but you’re also entirely certain that she would never do such a thing to do. Regardless, you struggle, squirming and trying to get out. Despite your huge height advantage, it’s an impossible task. For a brief moment, you feel like you’re making some ground, but a few moments later Helen’s grip tightens, as if she instantly obtained even more strength. Before long, you realize it’s hopeless. “Alright, you win.”
Helen lets go and giggles wildly, clearly relishing in the sheer amount of power she’s recently obtained. “Well, I have one more idea for a little competition.” She starts.
“Oh yeah?”
She suddenly raises a single hand. “When we pushed against each other with two arms each, I pretty quickly pinned yours back. But… What if you used both of your arms against my one?”
You shrug. You can’t think of a wisecrack, and truthfully, you want to see Helen overcome this challenge and become even more amazing. Wordlessly, you clasp both of your hands onto her, which is difficult due to your digits being much larger than hers. After getting into position, you start to push with all of your might; to your surprise, you’re actually able to shove her arm back a fair amount before she stabilizes.
“Hmmm… So with both of your arms at that angle you can kind of budge mine.” Helen observes before letting go, presumably ending the competition, “That’s a bit of a problem, don’t you agree?”
“A problem?” You raise a brow.
Helen nods. “And I know just how to solve it!” She explains with a mischievous smile before lightly caressing your already-erect member.
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