Chapter 3 Series Menu Chapter 5
Grace and Shawn – Chapter 4: Takeover
by MagnusMagneto
Commissioned by Up2NoGd1 of Deviantart
Originally Published: August 9, 2014
Part 1.
As she expected, Grace was quickly offered a makeshift position at the Human Achievement Center. The young woman didn’t have much of an official job, as nobody at the center was really sure what exactly to have her do. She lacked the formal training and education to be a fully fledged scientist or researcher, and nobody wanted to order a girl with more strength in her right arm than their entire bodies to get them coffee.
Thanks to a lack of responsibility, Grace was free to essentially do whatever she pleased, while also gaining access to facilities and databases in the Center that were previously off limits. She also began receiving an income as well, although she had no expenses, nor anything to really spend the money on.
The young woman pushed her body to its ever increasing limit during the day, while soaking in all manner of knowledge as everyone else slept at night. Grace’s naturally high IQ, combined with an insatiable thirst for further power in all of its forms lead to her easily falling into a routine for the next few weeks. While her intelligence didn’t drastically increase, evening after evening in the Aurora Chamber studying for hours on end, was slowly increasing her already high intelligence quotient. Additionally, Grace’s mind was moving at a faster pace, perhaps due to her reaction speed training.
Unfortunately for the amazon, she found her gains from exercise diminishing. She was still gaining strength at a rate far greater than any regular human, or even Shawn could hope for, but progress was reaching a relative plateau.
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Three weeks after the end of Chapter 3
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Grace was hard at work, her massive bicep approaching well over 20 inches as she curled a literal ton of weight single-handedly. The door to the assessment chamber – which had essentially become Grace’s private gym, opened. She could sense it was Newman who came in; Grace’s ever enhancing senses made it almost trivial to detect exactly who was around her.
The young woman continued her workout, paying no heed to the much smaller man. He approached slowly, as he always did, taking in the otherworldly sight in front of him. Grace had not grown any taller, so her burgeoning muscles appeared more and more absurdly large on her 5’2” frame. Perhaps the most humorous contrasts of Grace’s body was her small, feminine hands, wrists and feet compared to the monstrous muscles next to them. Her muscles had begin to swallow the relatively shrinking clothing adorning them, her skimpy outfits were so stretched out that one could easily imagine exactly what lay beneath them – not that Grace nor anyone who observed her minded.
Despite her immense muscularity, Grace had an otherworldly level of femininity and beauty to her. Her skin had taken on a deep, natural tan from the frequent exposure to the Aurora Chamber. The constant stream of nutrients utilized at a rate far greater any normal woman could hope for lead to her skin, hair and nails to take on a sheen so dazzling that an undoctored photo of the girl would instantly be deemed ‘photoshopped’. Her skin and hair were softer than any other woman’s could hope to ever be, and her nails seemed to never chip nor break, despite their long length.
In the flesh, Grace’s presence was overwhelming. Despite her relatively short stature, Grace’s sheer width, girth and unbridled confidence allowed her to project herself to the center of attention no matter what. She radiated so much feminine power and energy, that the world seemed to revolve around her.
Newman waited a few more moments before saying anything. “You seem tense. Frustrated about something.” he observed.
Grace abruptly stopped her workout. He was right, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to admit it. “Why do you say that?” she asked with a sharp tone.
Newman swallowed, working up the nerve to speak freely in front of someone who could probably crush human bones into dust with her bare hands. “Well… your progress has slowed down considerably, and I know how you are.”
“Oh?” Grace started, flexing up the arm she had just worked out. Through sheer force of will, she was able to cause an extra inch of muscle to surface, causing it to reach a full 22. “I have more power in this arm than Shawn does in his entire chest, and I’ve only been working out for a month.”
The doctor gulped again, steeling himself, determined to play along with Grace’s game. “No doubt, you’re stronger than anyone on the planet could ever hope to be… But I can tell you want more.”
Grace squinted slightly. “Are you implying I’m power hungry? Greedy even?” she licked her lips slightly, giving away that she was playing around.
Newman hesitated for a moment. “Yes.” he blankly stated.
A large grin met Grace’s face. “I’m impressed. Nobody else here has the balls to say more than two words to me, let alone confront me about my hunger.” she flexed both of her arms this time, taking careful note of the doctor’s wandering eyes. “I guess that’s why you’re my favorite.” she added with a giggle.
The doctor blinked a few times, remaining silent.
“So…” Grace continued. “What now doc? Is this the part where you tell me I need to come to terms with what I’ve got? Explain to me how based off of elementary mathematical models I can probably triple my strength before reaching my peak? Try to assure me that’s ok because I’ll be a literal goddess anyways?”
Newman shook his head with careful movements. “No. I want to help you get more.”
“More what? Power? Beauty? I’ve still got plenty more to come.” Grace retorted, egging the man on.
“Potential.”
“Oh?” Grace cocked an eyebrow, enticing him to elaborate.
“Lifting a few tons, maybe bending steel, that’s nice and all… But I can tell you want more than that.”
“How could an innocent girl like me ask for more than that? What would a girl like me REALLY want?” she teased before placing her small finger on his chest. Even without applying any force at all, the sheer amount of theoretical power backed behind the finger yield Grace complete physical control over the man.
“To lift, destroy, or break through anything in her sight. To be totally impervious. To bring anyone she wants to their knees.” Newman explained with surprising confidence.
“Ooo. You really are a smart one.” Grace started forming figure-eights on the scientist’s chest. “But pray tell, how are we going to achieve that?”
Newman hushed his voice. “A third level.”
“A third level of what? The therapy?”
The scientist nodded. “Well… It goes beyond a third level per say. That’s just what we’ve codenamed it as. Myself and a few others spent a lot of time, mostly off the clock, working specifically on your specific DNA sequence.”
Grace raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”
“When we were initially making the first and second levels of the therapy, we were trying to allow it to effect as many people as possible. Sure, it only hit a few thousand individuals, but that was still as many as we could get. However, using the knowledge we’ve gained from both therapies, in addition to specifically working only on your sequence… Well, the results are quite… immense.”
Grace’s heart began to beat slightly faster. “How immense?”
“I… Well… It’s all very, very theoretical. It’s quite dangerous too since we’ve had no way to test it at all… But… It should give you unlimited potential.”
The blonde’s eyes grew wide. “Unlimited?”
“Yeah.” Newman affirmed. “If it worked, it would allow your body to absorb literally as many nutrients as you provided it. It would also further your current control over your body, and would fortify your system to allow your muscles to reach unfathomably immense densities while still being fully functional.”
Grace’s heart reached an incredibly fast pace. “Is… this next level of therapy ready?”
“Well… that’s the tricky part. It kind of is. I mean, theoretically we could perform it on you today, though that would be really unsafe. The problem is, the lead boss of the center got wind of it and sectioned off all the data and research. They’ve also cut our access to the lab and equipment that we’d need to perform the procedure on you.”
“Why!? I thought this place WANTED to create the ultimate human?” Grace replied, visibly flustered.
“It’s… honestly, he’s scared. He thinks you’ve already got too much potential as-is.”
“But… you make it sound like I’m only a fraction of what I could be!”
Newman nodded. “It’s true. There is a way though. If you were to be granted level zero administrator access, you would be the undeniable ruler of this place.”
“The only person who can do that is the current level zero though.” Grace added.
“Yeah. You’ll have to convince him somehow. Also, time is of the essence. I’m sure he won’t do anything hasty just yet, but if we wait too long, he’ll probably fully erase all of our collected research on fully unlocking your potential.”
“Oh, I think I can be QUITE convincing.” Grace retorted, grinning as she flexed up her arm, admiring the huge mound of power rising at her command.
“Look, Grace… You can’t actually use any physical violence, or explicitly blackmail him. You need to get him to make you level zero without legal duress.”
Grace nodded. “I understand.”
“Another thing. Between us. Can you… Can you dodge a bullet?”
“What?” Grace was taken aback by the question.
“I’m serious. If he’s threatened enough, well, he might try to defend himself.”
“I really don’t know.” Grace admitted. She was strong, incredibly so, but whether she could stop a gun was something she wasn’t so sure of.
“Okay, look… Yesterday was your last check-up, right? That’s the last set of data he has on you, and I’m sure he’s as well aware as you are of what your projected strength increases of the next few days are. Your next check-up isn’t until three days from now. If you were to increase your strength enough before then, maybe you could catch administrator zero off-guard…”
“I’m pushing myself as hard as I can already!”
“I know you are.” the doctor produced a tube from his pocket not unlike the protein cream Grace had been regularly using. “This can help. I made it in secret, it’s essentially the protein cream you normally use, but ten times as intense.”
Grace reached over, picking the tube up. “I’m pretty sure my body can’t even properly use this…”
Newman shook his head. “It can’t. It was supposed to be for after you really truly unlocked. It can still provide a boost though – help you reach your current potential faster.”
Grace quickly connected the dots. “So, I should use this to get as strong as possible in the next couple of days, then confront zero before the check up.”
The doctor nodded. “That’s what I had in mind at least. Just… Be careful Grace. He might feel threatened and use whatever he has on hand to ‘defend himself’”
The young woman smiled. “You always manage to come through for me.” she closed the distance, reached up and gave him a genuine kiss on the cheek.
“N-no problem.” Newman managed to stammer, his face turning red before making his exit.
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Grace squeezed the new protein cream into her hands and spread it on her arms liberally. To her surprise, instead of the usual pleasurable sensation she felt, there was a distinct stinging on the applied area. She clenched her teeth, fighting through the slight pain before increasing the resistance of the weight-machine and starting another set of bicep curls. The resistence was great, but her arms reacted immediately, absorbing as much of the cream as it possibly could to aid in her latest efforts. Grace could sense the affected muscles hardened even further, and the motion became easier.
As the young woman’s muscle fibers broke apart and rebuilt themselves at a breakneck pace, Grace felt a sharp, agonizing pain. She understood why Newman hadn’t given her this cream yet – her body clearly wasn’t ready for it yet. Regardless, she had a mission to accomplish, and she continued with her workout.
It was a long, arduous process, working each muscle in her body under these new circumstances, but Grace persevered. Her mind began to associate the agonizing stinging of the process with new found strength, and her body released a flood of endorphins to counteract it. A literal fusion of pleasure and pain fueled her as she continued to increase her strength.
After a few hours of torture, the cream was completely used up. Grace had effectively doubled her strength, and now she could lift two tons with one arm. She had also further perfected her ability to control her muscle size, giving her the same appearance she had a few mere hours ago. However, at will or under enough pressure, she could summon forth her immense musculature.
Part 2. An hour later.
‘Administrator Zero’ the sign on the door ominously read. It was a rather strange hierarchy the Center followed. At some point during their inception, it was decided that one individual – theoretically the most intelligent and capable of leadership, should have complete control of things. The founding scientists agreed to give administrator levels to the leadership ranging from five at the least privileged, up through a singular ‘zero’. The most recent administrator zero liked the title so much that he had forgone his birth name in favor of his title long ago.
Without delay, Grace opened the door and boldly strode in. “Hey big bossman!” she yelled out, forgoing all sense of formality.
“Hello Grace. Is there something I can help you with? I’m very busy.” The administrator said dismissively, keeping his gaze on his computer. “Oh, I’m obligated to tell you that all of this is being recorded audio-visually.”
Grace shut the door behind her, locking it. She took a few careful, confident strides forward. “There is something you can help me with actually. I’ve done some thinking, and I think that due to my physical prowess and growing scientific knowledge, I deserve a promotion.”
“Oh?” The man stopped typing to look up from the screen at her. “You have a rather desired position already Grace. You get free room and board, a salary, and access to most of our facilities in exchange for… well, not too much really.”
“I like to think of myself as a morale booster.” Grace placed one hand on her hip, and held the other outright to observe the back of her nails. “Plus I know you boys just love running all sorts of tests on me at my check ups.”
“Yes. I am aware that a lot of my scientists and researchers love ogling you from afar. It’s part of why I bother to keep you around. Anyways. Pray tell, what kind of promotion could you possibly want?”
“The position of Administrator Zero. Your job.” Grace coolly responded.
The man coughed from surprise before bursting out into laughter. “Riiiight.”
“I’m serious.” Grace crossed her arms, playing to the sheer girth of her combined forearms to add to her demeanor. “The title of Administrator Zero belongs to the most capable leader. Not only am I the strongest, fastest, and most charismatic individual, I’ve also amassed a large array of scientific knowledge. Knowledge that grows by the day. I also guarantee that my mind can work a lot faster than yours too. This means that I can assuredly provide better leadership.”
“Look. Grace. If you want to really do this… I can just give you a real position. If you’re so smart, it should be easy for you to prove yourself a capable researcher. Put in a little bit of time, impress us, and rise up the ranks.”
“That’d take way too long.”
The administrator let out a sigh. “Alright Grace. Let’s stop bullshitting. Why do you actually want my job specifically?”
“I’ve heard about some intriguing research that would help bring humanity to its full potential. I’ve heard that you locked that research away.”
The administrator let out another sigh before briefly massaging his temples. “I guess that idiot Newman told you, huh? First off, I can tell you flat out that as it stands, that procedure would kill anyone. Even you.”
“That’s why you have a duty to let us work the kinks out of it.”
The administrator smirked. “I guess it’s true then, that you’re really starting to slow down with all those muscle gains Miss Elsworth.”
“Oh?” Grace began to move closer, carefully positioning herself to take up a dominating position in the room with her sheer girth. “Are they slowing down?” she asked before flexing her arms multiple times, forcing them to expand slightly with each pump until they reached their maximum size of 29 inches in circumference.
The administrator audibly gulped – those were far larger than the projections indicated!
“They’re not just for show too.” Grace gently clamped her arms down on the edge of the metal disk, letting her huge muscular chest flare out. She dug her fingers in, causing her forearms to pop out; the metal beneath her digits yielded to her force, the entire surface warping slightly as her fingers sunk in. “Don’t worry, I’ll pay for that.” she winked before taking her hands off, letting the full indentation of her work sit on display.
“Grace!” The administrator yelled, opening a drawer, grabbing a hand-held taser, and backing out of his seat. “Get back! NOW!”
“What’s that toy you’ve got there?” she asked before placing both of her hands on her hips and letting her massive lats flare outward. Before he could say another word, Grace placed her hands on the desk and pushed it aside – leaving only a short distance of empty space between the two of them.
Without even issuing another warning, the administrator fired the taser directly into Grace’s chest.
She flinched only slightly from the sensation. “Oooh, that feels kind of good.” she grinned before removing the metal discharge from her chest and dropping it to the floor.
He fired off the taser’s back-up round, hoping it would have an effect.
“Mmm… that one stung a tiny bit.” Grace admitted. “I’m pretty sure that was considered ‘assault’ by the law.”
“Alright Elsworth!” He yelled out, producing a revolver from his pocket. “Last warning!”
With blistering speed, Grace jettisoned herself across the room, immediately grabbing the gun and snatching it out of the man’s grasp. “That safety was off! You could’ve hurt me!” she yelled out before gripping the weapon tightly. With a full application of her strength, the device literally bent to her will, the steel frame collapsing inward due to her strength.
“G-g-grace! It’s not what it seems like!” the administrator stammered, backing up slowly away from the obscenely powerful woman.
“Oh. I think it is. You just brandished a gun on someone AFTER tasing them, solely because of their muscles. I mean, I just wanted to discuss the possibility of a promotion, yet you’ve gone and tried to kill me!”
“Fine Grace! You can be a level one administrator!”
She snickered, shaking her head. “I think I’m more than qualified to be the new level zero after what’s occurred today. After all, your blatant breach of the law has been recorded on video here, just like you touted earlier.”
“Grace, you know I can’t do this.” The administrator stammered, trying to reason with the power-hungry goddess “If I make you level zero, you will have full control over this facility.
“Well, you obviously CAN… It’s just a matter of WANTing to.” Grace held up the bent gun, clenching her fist, crushing the bent steel further as huge strands of muscle in her forearms bunched up.
“You’re too strong Grace! You’ve already got too much power! You can’t have any more!”
She had fully closed the gap between them. “Oh come on, isn’t it kind of… exciting?” she started, circling her finger on his chest – a maneuver she was quite fond of. “Just imagine ME as the new boss. Surely I have the sheer physicality to keep things on track, wouldn’t you agree?” she flexed her arm again, reveling in how it was so comically large on her relatively short frame.
“I…” the administrator started, failing to find words.
“Hush now.” Grace gently grabbed onto the man’s shirt collar and lightly pulled his face down before planting a large kiss on his lips. “See. I can be fun too. Now be a good boy and do what’s right for both of us. Maybe I’ll can delete this incriminating footage of you assaulting and threatening me.” Grace reached over and grabbed the metal desk, bringing it back to its original location.
The administrator’s face turned beat red. “A… alright.” he made his way over to his chair, taking a seat in front of his trusty computer terminal. He quickly began to input an array of commands at a rapid pace.
Grace made her way over to him, placing her small hands on his back before starting a simple circular motion with her palms, massaging him. She followed along with his every motion; after a few moments she leaned her head closely to his ear. “Careful hot shot, you wouldn’t be accidentally entering the screen for emergency facility shut-down instead of giving me your administrator rights… right?” she gently squeezed him with her fingers, the sheer force of even a fraction of her strength causing him to recoil in pain. “Woops, sorry!” she giggled before loosening her grip. She lowered her voice to an inaudible hush that the camera couldn’t record. “I mean, after all, I could just effortlessly crush you into dust. I’m sure all of the boys here that can’t stop staring at me would help with a self-defense case.”
“I.. fine.” He gave up. There was no easy out of this situation for him. The administrator keyed his way through a series of confirmation screens before finishing – he had made Grace the new indisputable leader of the Center for Human Achievement.
“That’s a good boy.” Grace purred upon seeing the confirmation screen. Playfully, she moved her hands down to the head of the chair, and with one swift motion dumped him out of it and onto the floor.
Grace sat down in the chair, stretched her thick, powerful body, and crossed her mammoth legs, their combined girth eclipsing the 60 inch mark. She proceeded to hammer away at the keyboard even faster than its previous owner did. The administrator rose to his feet before anxiously glancing over at what she was doing. Her fingers appeared to be a literal blur to the man. “221 words per minute. Faster than the world record, plus I’m more accurate. A number that’s going up almost every day.” she explained, as if she could read his mind.
The only thing more impressive than Grace’s sheer speed was the fact she was able to control herself enough to not damage the keyboard. “So… so what are you doing now?” the former administrator asked, unable to follow along with her flurry of inputs.
“Well, you’ve just been promoted from a Level One administrator to the most important job here!” Grace cheerfully announced without losing her focus.
“What…?”
“Yup. You’re now going to serve on me hand and foot. Every time I want coffee, protein cream, a massage, you name it, you’re going to get it for me, or do it to me!”
“Oh… Er, what about the security footage of what happened?”
“Don’t worry about it. I just transferred it to a private partition of mine on the facility’s central database. It’s behind three separate encrypted passwords, each with over 22 characters per password. It’s all good though, I’ve got them easily memorized in this noggin of mine! This way, if you ever try to pull some funny business, I can show everyone what a jerk you were!”
“What… What am I going to tell everyone!? Why would anyone believe that I would forsake my position just to be your servant?”
“Just tell them that it was a deal we made. It was the only way I’d let you touch me, since you’ll get to apply my cream sometimes. Tell them you were willing to give up everything you had just to get close to me. That you wanted to ensure that nothing could ever slow down my progress!” she turned and gave him a wink, her hands continuing to pound away at the keyboard at the same pace. “It’ll be more believable of a story than you might think.”
The man let out an audible gulp. “Alright…” he resumed trying to follow her actions on the terminal, but still couldn’t keep up. “So… uh… what are you doing now?”
“Well… Right now I’m unlocking the research my most productive scientists performed to grant me infinite potential. I’m also making some corrections here and there, they made an initial good start, but fresh eyes always help find some errors, ya know?”
“Oh God. You’re going to actually try to have that performed on you?”
“You know it. And it’s going to work, especially after my modifications. Then you’ll get to personally help me reach my full potential every day! It’s the least you can do after tasing me. And trying to kill me.”
“And… and then what?”
“Oh, the usual. I’m going to fully destroy everything the center has ever done on genetic therapy higher than the first level you performed on Shawn. We REALLY don’t need anyone else in the world as strong as me currently, let alone as strong as I’m going to become! Wouldn’t you agree?”
“I… Yes. I do actually.”
“Good. Now go get me some coffee. Black. Also, page Doctor Newman, bring him to my new office. He just earned himself a nice big promotion, and we’ve got a lot of work to do on me tonight!”
– To be continued!
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