Brian and Kelly Alternate Story – Chapter 3
by MagnusMagneto (MagnusMagneto23)
Commissioned by Urza2 of DeviantArt
Originally Published: December 1, 2012
(Author’s Note: This story is NOT in the same continuity or time-line as Brian and Kelly. It is a completely alternate story featuring the same characters and universe commissioned by Urza2. Think of them as two different stories with the same characters and an alternate turn of events.)
Kelly woke up bright and early the next day, absolutely filled to the brim with energy. She was more than eager to get back to the gym and grow even stronger. Not wanting to waste a moment, she started her morning exercise routine. Since she had surpassed 100 regular push ups the day before, she decided they were probably no longer beneficial and skipped straight to performing the single handed variant. Yesterday, single handed pushups were a bit of a challenge, but today Kelly was performing them almost effortlessly. She soon passed the 12 mark where she had to stop yesterday, and pressed onward. Around 20 one-handed pushups fatigue started to set in, but not enough to stop her. After eight more, she started to really wear out, only managing to finish a few more out of sheer willpower.
“Thirty one single-handed pushups… not bad considering I could only do twelve yesterday” Kelly quietly mused to herself.
Next Kelly finished up her morning routine with her usual advanced yoga moves, finding herself having little to no difficulty with even the most difficult of maneuvers. Satisfied, she proceeded to take a relaxing shower, enjoying thoroughly feeling every powerfully sculpted contour of her godlike physique. Before getting dressed, she thoroughly examined herself in the mirror, feeling absolute delight in what she saw. As she took in her own reflection, she imagined growing bigger, stronger, taller and more muscular. She imagined becoming the biggest and strongest human alive, dreaming of what strength she’d wield.
As she started to get dressed, Kelly quickly realized that almost all of her clothing was way too small. Her tank-top only managed to cover half of her deeply chiseled midsection, and looked more like an oversized sports bra. “Just how tall am I..?” she asked herself, making her way over to her desk to grab a tape measure. “5 foot 7 inches!” she practically yelled out. She had grown a full five inches since she started working out.
“Now to find something that actually fits…” Wearing only a tightly fitting bra and panties, careful not to draw attention to herself, Kelly snuck into the family laundry room. Her older brother had gone off to college, but left behind some of his old shirts. Even though it looked a little off on her, she settled on a large loose fitting button up shirt and a pair of large sweat pants. She’d have to do some serious shopping after school today.
As Kelly scarfed down her breakfast, she couldn’t help but feel like she looked a little ridiculous in the oversized clothing. “Oh well.” she thought to herself. If her plan were to go unhitched, then looking a little goofy for one day was a worthy tradeoff. Eager to get things going into motion, she grabbed her stuff and started her morning run to school.
Brian’s morning was, as with the previous day, not nearly as joyful as Kelly’s. If his sagging clothes were any indication, he had shrunk a little bit again. Before dragging himself into the shower, he examined his naked body. It certainly wasn’t a bad body by any stretch of the imagination; hell, the majority of guys at school would kill to have it. Still, it wasn’t quite as… big as it was a mere week ago. Having formerly been such a pipsqueak his whole life, it was almost nightmarish for Brian to lose any of the progress he made.
Brian knew that he had to go the gym today. He had to stop this reversal. Hopefully Kelly wouldn’t be there and he could just work out in peace. After forcing himself to eat a full breakfast, he sluggishly made his way to the bus.
School seemed to crawl at a snail’s pace for Kelly. Her mind was surging with thoughts so quickly that in comparison a racetrack would seem like rush hour traffic. Class had become very easy for Kelly the past week, but today, it just felt like a complete joke. Even her hardest subject, AP Calculus, felt like child’s play. “How did this even challenge me? How does this even challenge anyone?” Kelly thought to herself. Even the most advanced concepts were as easy as addition and subtraction. Unfortunately, this left her feeling extremely bored, causing time to come to a crawl. To make matters worse, she was wearing this ridiculous outfit. Even if nobody was looking at her, she still imagined their eyes glaring with judgment. Oh well. She smiled to herself, knowing that starting tomorrow she’d be wearing as little clothing as the dress code allowed.
School seemed to rush by at an alarming rate for Brian. His mind was markedly slower than usual, his thoughts sluggishly meandering around in his head. Class had been seeming harder and harder the past week, and today was the worst of all. Even his easiest subject, History, felt almost impossible. He felt a knot in his stomach form as he recalled how he used to practically sleep in this class and ace everything. “How on earth did I remember all of these names and dates? How could anyone possibly memorize all this stuff?” he thought to himself. Unfortunately, as he struggled to commit anything to memory, time seemed to fly by. In fact, the more he struggled, the faster it seemed to go. At least he’d be able to get to the gym faster.
After what felt like an eternity, class finally ended. Kelly immediately made a mad dash for the gym. As Kelly walked in, she noticed Brian was somehow already at the dumbbells. “Perfect” she thought to herself. Brian was right where she wanted him. As Kelly confidently strode over to him, Brian couldn’t help but feel a shiver run down his spine. The last thing he wanted to deal with in his weakened state was Kelly. To his dismay, and Kelly’s delight, he found himself struggling to curl the 50 pound dumbbells that he formerly conquered with ease.
Kelly wasn’t entirely positive that she could pull off what she was about to attempt. She steeled her resolve and picked up the other pair of 50 pound dumbbells. They were heavy, but she managed to get them off of the rack. Brian’s eyes opened wide. Could she really lift that? Only yesterday she had difficulties with the 40’s. Just how big was she now anyways? He couldn’t tell due to the baggy long-sleeved shirt covering her upper body.
Kelly immediately noticed Brian’s reaction. “What’s the matter? These dinky things are just a warm up weight for you right?”
“Uhhhh…” was all Brian could retort with. He had completely stopped his own workout to watch Kelly.
“I mean, you were boasting about lifting 60 pound dumbbells not too long ago, so this is no big deal, right?” Kelly asked, strengthening her resolve and forcing herself to complete more repetitions, despite the difficulty.
“I’ve just been kind of under the weather lately…” Brian responded.
“Hmmm, you certainly look like it.” Kelly said matter of factly. “Honestly, your arms don’t look nearly as impressive as they used to.”
“Hey!” Brian shot back. “I’m still plenty strong!”
“Sure, sure.” Kelly said, completing her 8th repetition before putting the dumbbell down. “I’m just saying, your arms don’t look quite as big.”
“Well… you did get stronger yourself, so maybe they just don’t seem so imposing.” Brian offered.
“True. Hey! I have an idea!” Kelly started. “Remember your challenge for me a week ago?” she asked.
“Uhhh…” Brian muttered back.
“You know, when you made me try to dent your big strong man arms?” Kelly reminded him.
Brian seemed a bit nervous and embarrassed. “Yeah…”
“Well, how about giving me another try?” Kelly asked with a smirk on her face.
“I.. guess…” Brian relented.
“Well go on! Show me the power of testosterone!” Kelly teased.
Brian begrudgingly flexed his arm. While the 15″ biceps that popped up would have been more than enough for the average high school student to feel proud of himself, Brian knew that it was markedly smaller than his previous 17″ arms.
Kelly daintily moved her hands over to his arm and wrapped both around the peak. Just as she hoped, she immediately felt a rush of energy overtake her. Brian felt a massive knot in his stomach form. There was that feeling again. The feeling of his very essence disappearing. It didn’t matter, he had to look tough, he had to win here. For his own sanity.
“Ready or not, here I come!” Kelly announced before digging her fingers in. She had to admit, it was a pretty impressive arm for a high school guy. At first it barely gave in at all, but as Kelly pressed down, the feeling of energy flowing into her intensified. Within a few moments she began to dent Brian’s arm, causing him to yelp out in pain and snatch his arm away.
“Ok. Ok. You’re strong now. I get it.” Brian mustered, each word separated by heavy breathing as he tried to recollect himself.
“Mmmm, I’m almost as strong as you now, wouldn’t you say?” Kelly asked with a wink.
“Uhh. Well. Just remember that I’ve been really sick, you know?” Brian tried to retort.
“Speaking of which…” Kelly started. “You know… You seem a lot shorter than you were a week ago. Hell, we’re practically the same height” Kelly mentioned.
“Well, uhh, I think you had a growth spurt, ya know?” Brian responded.
In reality, it was a combination of both. For the first time ever, Brian and Kelly literally saw eye to eye.
“Sure thing big guy. So where were we?”
“Oh, right.” Feeling confident that Kelly’s boasting had come to an end, Brian went back to the dumbbell rack. He reached for the 50 pound dumbbells and found himself immensely struggling to lift them into the air. In fact, Brian was unable to complete a single proper curl with the weight at all.
“Out of power already?” Kelly teased, grabbing the other pair of 50’s and starting another set of bicep curls.
“Like I said, just been under the weather…” Brian responded, putting the weights down. His jaw practically dropped as he watched Kelly effortlessly perform repetition after repetition without any resistance at all.
“I coulda swore these were heavier…” Kelly nonchalantly said, happily pumping the weights with ease.
Brian audibly gulped. He wasn’t sure if her muscles had grown since she was wearing that shirt, but he knew that she was definitely stronger than she was a mere few minutes ago.
“Hmmm, time for a real workout!” Kelly exclaimed, carelessly throwing the 50 pound dumbbells aside. “Ah, yeah, remember these?” Kelly said, picking up a pair of 60 pound dumbbells.
Brian gulped again. Those were the weights he could lift at his peak.
Kelly started lifting them with a little bit of difficulty. “Mmmmmm. It sure feels good lifting this much weight!” she said. “You were right Brian! All this power sure is intoxicating!”
“Err.. Yeah.” Brian nervously responded.
“I can practically feel my arms positively bursting with power!” she yelled out after finishing a fourth repetition.
Brian audibly gulped.
“Go on, feel how hard my arms are now!” Kelly offered.
“I, uhh, I don’t know..” Brian responded.
“Go on! You know you can’t resist!”
Kelly was right. Brian may not have been able to see how big her arm was, but he might be able to figure out its size by feeling it. He reached over with one hand towards her right arm, assuming he could encompass the muscle with his fingers. To his surprise, her bicep was too large wrap his fingers around. As soon as his fingers met her arm, he felt a chilling sensation overtake his entire body. Regardless, he couldn’t help but be fascinated and slightly aroused. He had never considered the idea of a girl being this strong, let alone his lifelong friend Kelly.
Immediately after Brian touched her arm, Kelly felt the familiar surge of energy. “Not bad for a girl, huh?” Kelly quipped. “Looks like you need to use two hands!”
Brian gulped and brought his other hand over. Even with both hands, he couldn’t fully encompass Kelly’s rock hard arm. If he had to guess, it was at least 15 inches, possibly even more. Kelly’s growth in combination with his shrinkage meant that their arms were probably equal in size.
“And to think you couldn’t dent my arms yesterday… I won’t even bother making you try today.” She said with a tinge of cruelty in her voice.
“Very impressive…” Brian quietly admitted.
“You know, I coulda swore you had a lot of trouble with these…” she said as she completed repetition after repetition. After about fifteen curls, she decided the exercise had grown trivial. “Too easy.” she said, casually tossing the weights aside, causing a massive crashing sound.
“Looks like I’ve already surpassed you!” Kelly yelled out cheerfully as she grabbed a pair of 70 pound dumbbells and started to curl them. “Now THIS is a workout!” she exclaimed. It was difficult, but she managed to slowly complete eight full repetitions, giving her arms a decent workout. Satisfied, she put the dumbbells down.
“Now then. Let’s go work on something other than arms, right Brian?” Kelly asked rhetorically.
“Uhh, sure.” He meekly responded. “I normally bench press next…” he explained, heading over to the weight bench.
As Kelly followed, she could have swore that he was now a bit shorter than her. Not wanting to scare him off yet, she didn’t mention anything.
Brian knew that he wasn’t as strong as he was a week ago, so he loaded up 300 pounds onto the bar. He still felt a little unsure of lifting this much, but he had to at least try.
“Need me to spot you?” Kelly offered.
“Nah, I should be ok.” Brian offered, wanting to hold onto any shred of pride that he could.
“Ooookay.” Kelly responded.
It was a monumental struggle for Brian to merely lift the bar off of the rack. Almost immediately the weight fell to his chest. He was simply too weak to lift it up again.
“So, uh, need some help yet?” Kelly asked mockingly.
“Yes!” Brian yelled out in pain.
Kelly reached down and helped him get the weight up. Brian simply laid flat on his back, clearly still in slight shock from the event. “Why am I so weak.” he thought to himself.
“You really ought to leave the big weights to a woman. Boys just aren’t cut out for this sort of thing.” Kelly teased, moving over to him and offering her hand to help him off of the bench. Brian robotically accepted her hand. With surprising force, Kelly easily hoisted him up onto his feet. As predicted, as soon as their hands met, Kelly felt another surge of power course through her. To her delight, the shirt that was formerly oversized was starting to feel quite tight. She then proceeded to sit down and position herself under the bench press.
“Are you sure you can lift that…” Brian started, only to stop himself at the sight of Kelly effortlessly benching the bar.
“Wow, this is so light!” Kelly cheerfully exclaimed, cranking out repetition after repetition.
Brian gulped loudly.
After a dozen effortless repetitions, Kelly decided she needed more of a challenge. “Throw on another 25 pounds.” she commanded.
Brian complied and added the weight to the bar. He secretly wanted her to fail, or at the very least not be able to progress past this much. After all, 325 was his previous record. Initially, Kelly seemed to struggle with the weight. It pained Brian to see that Kelly had reached his previous record, but he couldn’t help but be relieved that she was finally having difficulty with an exercise. Five reps… Six reps… The all too familiar sensation of energy leaving his body came over Brian. Seven reps… Eight reps… “Why isn’t she slowing down?” Brian thought to himself. Suddenly a horrific realization overtook Brian. Kelly wasn’t slowing down, she was speeding up.
“Fifteen…” Kelly said, counting out loud. “I could have sworn this was actually kind of heavy earlier…” she said nonchalantly. After another five repetitions, she put the weight back on the bar. Kelly got up and stood tall. Brian let out an audible gasp. She was now very clearly about two inches taller than him.
“I like this new perspective.” Kelly said, patting Brian lightly on the head. “Now then, time to REALLY challenge myself.” she said, grabbing a massive plate for the bench press, and proceeding to repeat the process.
“H-how much is that?” Brian asked timidly.
“Meh, just a mere 400 pounds.” Kelly coolly replied before getting underneath the weight.
“There’s no way…” Brian started, only to be interrupted by Kelly lifting the bar up. As she brought the bar down to her chest, Brian doubled over in pain, falling to the ground. Never before had the draining feeling been this intense.
“Mmmmmmm.” Kelly audibly exclaimed. “Now THIS is a workout.” she yelled out, bringing the bar back up. The first few repetitions were difficult, but, as with the earlier weight, Kelly was soon performing the exercise with impunity. Satisfied after a dozen reps, she racked the weights and got off of the bench.
“What’s the matter Bry-poo?” Kelly asked teasingly, looking down at the boy on the ground.
Brian finally caught his breath and managed to stand up again. “Oh my god…” was all he could mutter. There was no mistaking it any longer, she stood a full head taller than him. The formerly oversized shirt was now practically bursting at the seams with what could only be imagined as steel hard muscle. “Look, uhh, this has been very interesting, but I need to go home and study…” Brian started, making his way to the door.
With speed that literally knocked Brian off of his feet, Kelly ran past him to the door. “Nuh uh uh, I’m afraid I can’t let you do that Brian.” she said, wagging her finger condescendingly. She proceeded to grab onto the steel handles of the double doors to the gym and began pulling them towards each other. The metal started to yield to her strength, but not quite enough. “Lend me a hand Brian!” Kelly yelled out as she began pushing harder. Brian let out a yelp as yet another burst of energy was stripped from him. As Kelly’s strength increased, the metal yielded to her, and she tied the two handles into a knot, preventing them from ever being conventionally opened again.
Brian’s jaw dropped at this feat. “Now, where were we…” Kelly rhetorically asked, dusting off her hands. The girl began striding slowly and menacingly towards the boy on the ground. “I suppose we ought to get the elephant out of the room.
“Huh?” Brian responded.
“Now, now, don’t play dumb. I know what you’re thinking, and it’s true. We’re linked.” Kelly started. “I’m not sure how or why, but I’ve managed taken away all of that muscle you so proudly boasted. Although… Not to brag, but I think it’s safe to say that this wasn’t all simply stolen from you…” she proceeded to flex her arms, causing the sleeves of her shirt to completely rip open, revealing her 19 inch biceps. “I mean, even your arms weren’t this big… and your chest…” Kelly pushed her chest forward, forcing a massive tear in the shirt’s front and back. “Well, I think we can agree your chest never even compared.” Kelly nonchalantly ripped off the rest of her shirt, revealing her tank-top that was now practically a sports bra on her. “Not bad, huh?” Kelly asked, flexing her massive eight pack abs, causing every single individual abdominal to jut out another inch.
Brian was unable to muster a response of any kind.
“Though, it really is your own fault, ya know?” Kelly asked.
“What… How?” Brian shot back.
“You don’t remember? When you made me squeeze your bicep, made me give in to your superiority?” Kelly asked, her voice slightly tinged with malice.
“Yeah, but, I was just messing around…” Brian explained.
“Messing around or not, something happened.”
“It all makes sense now…” Brian started. “That’s when I began feeling sick.”
“And that’s when I started getting stronger… WAY stronger.” Kelly explained, flexing her massive arm for emphasis. “But it didn’t stop there did it?”
Brian shook his head.
“That’s right. The more we interacted the faster I got stronger. Every time we touched I not only immediately stole some of your size and strength, but my ability to gain muscle increased.” Kelly aloofly examined her nails.
“But…” Brian started.
“Yup.” Kelly interrupted. “The link has evolved. It’s gotten to the point where I don’t even have to touch you to steal more strength… I just have to be near you. Not to mention I don’t even have to take very much to get a huge increase…”
“Can’t you just stop taking my strength? You’re already the strongest girl in school!” Brian pleaded. “I’m almost as small as when I started!”
“I could…” Kelly started striding over towards the weight bench. “Hell, I could just work out and get stronger without taking anything more from you…” she put her hands underneath the bar, still loaded with 400 pounds. “But that’d be no fun, ya know?” And with that Kelly attempted to curl the 400 pound bar.
“No!” Brian yelled out, before becoming completely overcome with pain, falling completely to the ground. The pain had never been this unbearable before.
Kelly let out a yell as she experienced a rush of energy eclipsing all of those that came before it. Immediately her entire body began expanding with powerful muscle to meet the task at hand. “MMMM Now THIS is power!” she yelled out, her biceps expanding to 22 inches as she slowly curled the bar up. Her entire body grew in unison with her arms, maintaining symmetry. Not only were her muscles growing, but she shot up in height too. As usual, after a few repetitions, the exercise stopped providing Kelly any challenge, so she put the bar back down.
“You can’t even begin to imagine how incredible I feel…” Kelly said, walking towards Brian. The boy finally regained his breath and managed to stand up. “Aww, you’re so small!” she said with a bit of a squeak.
Brian looked up in horror. She had to have been well over a foot taller than him, and she had easily three times the muscle mass. Not to mention, at this point, he could only imagine just how much stronger than him she was.
“If I were to guess, you’re about as small as I used to be…” Kelly explained.
“Please Kelly… you’re stronger than anyone now, just let me go…” Brian asked.
“Hmmmm.” Kelly thought outwardly, bringing her finger up to her mouth, causing her massive bicep to pop out. “No deal.” Kelly responded, grinning wickedly. “I’m not quite done here…” She strode back over to the weight bench, loading up as much weight onto the bar as she possibly could.
“There’s no way…” Brian started, counting up each massive metal plate. “Th-that’s…”
“1200 lbs. Unfortunately there’s no possible way to add more weight onto this bar.” Kelly explained. “Oh well.” She proceeded to grab onto the bar. “Hold on tight Brian, this one may hurt!” she warned before proceeding to pull at the bar. Initially the weight was completely unyielding, but as with before, a massive stream of energy left Brian and directly entered Kelly. Immediately every muscle in her body began hardening and growing at an astonishing rate in order to provide Kelly the power to curl more than half of a ton of weight. She continued growing bigger and stronger, at a rate that even surprised her. Her formerly massive 22 inch arms suddenly appeared small in comparison to the 25 inch monsters… only to be surpassed again by 27 inches. As her arms hit a little over 28 inches, the overloaded metal bar finally began its ascent. Lifting the bar was still a monumentally difficult task, and Kelly’s body continued to adapt by the moment.
Finally, Kelly’s now 30 inch biceps managed to bring the weight up completely. As with before, every proceeding repetition was significantly easier than the last. Despite this, her arms grew a little more in order to make the task truly mundane, and finally finished their growth at a insane 32 inches. Finally finished, Kelly put the weight down. Every muscle in her body had grown to outrageous proportions. Her previously fitting clothing now functioned as little more than extremely skimpy undergarments. Fully satisfied with her body, she moved over towards Brian, who was collapsed on the ground from exhaustion.
“Poor thing…” she said quietly to herself, effortlessly scooping him up into her arms. Compared to her 6’9″ 440 pound frame, he was like a rag-doll. Fortunately, the link between them was no longer affected by them merely touching. As much as Kelly enjoyed draining Brian, she decided that he was more than small enough. Cradling him in her arms, she estimated he was a mere 4’9″ 90 pounds.
Kelly slung the unconscious boy over her shoulder and carried him towards the door. Each and every step Kelly took caused the entire room the shake. She couldn’t help but smirk. There was nobody alive who could stop her physically. She also theorized that her muscles may now be so dense that conventional bullets would do little to her. Not to mention she could still build muscle really easily, even without taking any more from Brian. As she approached the door she looked down at her handiwork on the handles and smirked before giving the door a light kick, completely knocking it off of its hinges.
“Let’s go Brian.” She said out loud to herself. “Things’ll be a little rough for you the first few days, but I’ll take care of you. Besides now that your pride’s in check, maybe we can finally advance our relationship a bit.” With that, Kelly carried her new trophy back home and began the rest of her amazing life.
The End
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