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by MagnusMagneto
Previously on Project ADAM!
Life was good for Amanda and her boyfriend Jack. A young couple in their mid 20s with promising career aspects who take great care of their bodies. Amanda possessed a body worthy of an aspiring fitness model, which she achieved thanks to frequent trips to the gym with her friend Stella. Stella was shorter and weaker than Amanda, genetically unable to make up the difference. Despite this, Stella’s energetic and domineering personality combined with a healthy dose of natural beauty allowed her to easily pick up men whenever she desired.
An experimental genetic therapy that recently became legal began sweeping the nation. The so called project ADAM not only promised to make men taller, stronger and overall healthier, but delivered on this promise in spades. Jack underwent this therapy, and enjoyed great improvements to his already impressive body.
What Jack and the rest of the ADAMized men didn’t know however, was the effect the therapy would have on the women they were intimate with. Every time a woman ingests the seed of an ADAMized man, they experience a similar growth spurt themselves. Stella learned of this first hand, as she hooked up with two separate men who underwent the therapy – without ever learning their names! Her exploits granted Stella significantly increased strength and muscle mass in addition to an increased stature.
Amanda experienced improvements similar to Stella’s thanks to her intimate relations with Jack. At the end of Chapter 1, Stella had not only caught up to Amanda in height, but had surpassed the formerly larger woman in musculature as well. The best friends found one another’s bodies supremely attractive and agreed upon having a threesome in the near future.
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Briefly after Project ADAM Chapter 1
Stella and Amanda had finished their workout and bid their farewells to one another. They had a tentative plan for a threesome in the evening, but beyond that the day was wide open. Still adjusting to her new body, Stella realized she would need some new clothing. After showering and changing her outfit, the raven haired beauty decided to head to the local mall and do some shopping.
As Stella walked down the alleyways of the indoor plaza, she couldn’t help but notice that she was quite literally turning heads. People of every gender, race and creed were shocked at the sheer size of Stella’s muscles. Perhaps even more surprising was the fact that despite her musculature, Stella still very much looked like a beautiful woman – a stark contrast to the ‘roided up’ stereotype that was often insensitively thrown around.
This reaction shouldn’t have been too surprising however. Stella’s outfit was bordering on indecent. Her once loosely fitting tank-top had been stretched so far that the bottom two rows of her thick, rigid eight-pack were on full display, and her long, powerful gams were available of all to see thanks to an outrageously short mini-skirt. Fortunately, nobody wanted to approach the hulking, radiant beauty and tell her that her outfit was inappropriate.
One thing Stella was still adjusting to was her new perspective. Standing a proud 5’10” was a stark contrast to her former stature. Her first destination was a sports apparel store. To Stella’s frustration, most of the clothing was incredibly ill-fitting on her atypical proportions. Huge arms, a wide back, musclebound thighs and a small waist was a combination that very few women possessed. She grabbed a few essentials and headed to a slightly higher class place of business.
It was a difficult task, but Stella managed to find a few outfits that could fit her frame. She settled on only buying a few, as it was uncertain just how much more Stella’s body would grow. As she tallied up the total costs with her receipts, the young woman let out a sigh. As much as Stella loved growing, between all the food and new clothing, she worried that it was just a matter of time until she broke the bank.
While leaving the last clothing store, Stella was suddenly approached by a man a few inches shorter than her, and possessing a much thinner frame. He was sharply dressed and quite handsome, although he had a somewhat goofy air to him.
“Hi.” he greeted. “I just had to stop you and say you’re the most amazing girl I’ve seen all week. If you aren’t busy, can I treat you to dinner?”
Stella blinked a few times, clearly taken off-guard. Considering that she was racking up a dangerous amount of expenses lately, having a meal taken care of would be pretty nice. Besides, this guy was certainly pretty decent looking and was quite fashionable to boot.
“Well, I do have to admit I am quite hungry, so I suppose I could let you treat me.” Stella responded with her typical bright smile.
The man’s eyes lit up. “Great! The food court here kind of sucks, though there’s a couple decent restaurants. You like Italian?”
“Honey, as long as you’re paying, anything sounds great.” the musclebound woman replied with a chuckle.
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A few minutes later Stella and her latest suitor were sitting across from one another in a booth at the mall’s locally famous Italian restaurant.
“So, I didn’t catch your name.” The man said, staring into her clear blue eyes. He was entranced by the sublime combination of power and traditional feminine beauty on display in front of him.
“Stella.” the woman responded, taking a large sip out of her water. Even though she had a rather large lunch, and a sizable second lunch after her workout, Stella was already hungry again. Ever since her body had started its transformation, it had been akin to a furnace – constantly burning everything she threw at it for both fuel and building material.
“Nice name. Suits your eyes. I’m Theodore. Theo for short.”
“Well Theo, are you sure about footing the bill for my meal here? As you can probably imagine I LOVE to eat.” Stella intentionally looked down at her arms and back at Theo.
“It’s for a good cause, so eat as much as you can.” he offered.
Their waitress approached, a waifish young woman. She was clearly unnerved by the sheer size of Stella’s impressive muscles. “Uh, uhm, hi, I’m your waitress…” she mumbled.
“Cat got your tongue?” Stella asked with a grin.
The younger woman shook her head. “Sorry, I’m just not used to…”
“It’s okay sweety. Wanna feel?” the raven haired woman flexed her arm, causing a massive globe to power to erupt on command.
Hesitantly, the waitress reached over and placed her comparatively tiny fingers on the arm. “Oh my god… it’s so…”
“Hard?”
“Well, yeah, but… your skin is so soft too!”
Stella flashed a grin. “Anyway, I think my friend and I are ready to order if that’s alright.”
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Theodore ordered a large Caesar salad while Stella opted for a menacing item called the “Mama’s Meat Explosion” which touted to contain enough food to satiate even the heftiest of appetites. It also carried an equivocally large price tag. Stella figured that she would test just how serious this Theo was about courting her while ensuring she had enough food in her stomach to last the next few hours.
As they waited for their food, Theo started making some small talk. For the most part, this lead to Stella pressing him to thoroughly introduce himself. Theodore was a self-made business man in his late 20s who started an online commerce company. He was very well to do and a bright individual, but he wasn’t used to suddenly possessing the amount of wealth he had. Stella got the impression that he was emboldened by it, knowing that he was quite the catch, but still lacked the experience to come off as truly suave.
Stella strategically said very little about herself. Part of her felt somewhat guilty for ‘playing the field’ to the extent that she had been lately, but then she remembered that plenty of guys had multiple girlfriends and were considered legends for it. Why couldn’t she have some fun too? Besides, most of them were offering up delicious ADAMized power, and a growing girl has a lot of expenses!
“So, uh, I guess it goes without saying that you work out.” Theodore had finally brought the subject around to Stella’s unconventional body.
“Oh, heavens no, I just naturally have 18 inch biceps capable of curling 85 pounds each.” Stella snarkily replied with a wink.
“Eighty… eighty five pounds, per arm?” Theo stuttered.
“That’s what I was up to a few hours ago, yeah. Hopefully I can get them stronger by tonight!”
The smaller man’s face flushed a shade pink. He was clearly not used to being around a woman with this much physical power before.
Stella continued. “So what’s your deal anyways? Are you like some kind of muscle fetishist or something?”
Theodore was somewhat taken aback by how direct and to the point Stella was. He was somewhat prepared for a question like this however. “Not exactly. I mean, obviously I like that stuff since I think you’re hot, but it’s not a deal breaker for me if a woman isn’t jacked.”
“Hmmm. You’ve never been with a muscular woman, have you?”
“I have… just not any nearly as large as you.”
“What, some kind of scrawny cardio bunny? Or maybe a fitness girl who backs off the weights once her shoulders finally get a bit of a cap to them?”
Theodore stifled a snicker. “I have a rule: I don’t talk about my exes. But… basically, yes.”
Stella giggled again. “You’re an interesting one. Aren’t you intimidated by my size?”
Theodore shrugged. “I don’t see what the big deal is. I mean plenty of woman smaller than me have ended up with guys as large as or bigger than you are. Not to compare you to a man that is…”
“Fair point.”
“Besides.” Theodore continued. “If things go as planned, I should end up larger than you are.” he had a somewhat smug look on his face.
Stella’s mind quickly jumped to the conclusion it wanted to hear. “Are you… getting, you know, the therapy?”
“Project ADAM?” Theodore followed up. A smile met his face. “I underwent the treatment just yesterday. Though I have yet to experience any of the results yet.”
Stella pursed her lips “It could be fun to watch a man grow alongside me.” she cooed.
Their discussion was interrupted by the waitress returning with their food. She was wheeling a cart due to the sheer size of the “Mama’s Meat Explosion”. Theodore’s salad looked small compared to the extravagant collection of food on Stella’s platter. As the waitress hauled Stella’s food off of the cart, she had to use both of her hands just to lift it – and even then she struggled slightly.
“Gosh, I should start hitting the weights like you – this thing could be an occupational hazard!” the waitress commented.
After getting the diners situated, the slender woman took off again. Without hesitation, Stella began digging into her meal. Despite trying her best to maintain some semblance of table manners, Stella ended up eating like a ravenous animal. In comparison, Theodore looked like a prince as he employed proper etiquette, slowly eating his far smaller portion.
Stella glanced up from her food and noticed the smaller man staring at her while she ate. “Oh, am I acting like a pig or something?” For all of her newly found bravado and confidence, she didn’t want to entirely scare this man off.
He shook his head. “No, I’m just… impressed.”
Stella wasn’t the most traditionally intelligent woman, but she did have an extremely keen sense for reading people’s emotions. “I think there’s more to it than that.”
“Oh?”
Covertly, she slipped her open toed sandal off and brought her long leg up underneath the table, placing her foot squarely on Theodore’s crotch. As she expected, he was at full attention. “What’s this all about?” she asked before clenching her toes around the rigid piece of meat.
Theodore kept his cool, not wanting to draw attention to them. The last thing he wanted was to raise a scene in the restaurant. Fortunately, nobody was paying them much mind beyond the occasional person sneaking a peek at the woman with a body worthy of a Ms Olympia winner.
“Well, I do obviously find you very attractive.”
“Well, duh, you have a brain so obviously you do!” Stella teased. “But what I mean is what brought THIS on suddenly?”
“What do you mean?”
Stella slid her foot up and down a few times, stimulating the man. “Come on. What are you thinking about. Honestly.”
Theodore took a moment to regain his composure. He decided to just be honest. What did he have to lose anyways? “I’m thinking about all that meat going right to your muscles… making them even bigger.”
Stella’s eyes grew wide and she bit her lower lip. “God that sounds so hot…” she uttered before grabbing a sausage off the plate and taking a large bite out of it. She quickly chewed the food and swallowed it down. “Just imagine that making this bicep even bigger!” she taunted, flexing her arm again for emphasis.
Theodore buckled over slightly, almost ready to burst from this bizarre form of foreplay. “Now’s not the time for that Theo.” Stella cut in. “That comes later.” She was impressed with her own silly double entendre and chuckled for a few moments before retracting her foot and focusing in on finishing her meal.
The diners didn’t speak much as they finished their food. Both of their minds were racing with various thoughts. Theodore couldn’t believe that his lifelong dream of meeting someone was powerful as Stella was coming true – while Stella was practically salivating at the combination of potential ADAM, potential financial support for her growing body, and a reasonable man who genuinely wanted to help her grow even larger.
As Stella placed the last scrap of food, a spare rib, into her mouth, Theodore restarted their conversation. “So.. got any plans after this?”
“Actually, yeah, tonight I’m having a threesome involving a girl who’s just as tall and almost as buff as I am.” Stella bluntly replied.
Theodore almost spit his drink out. “Really!?”
Stella winked. “Stick around and you’ll learn that I don’t lie.”
“Ah, so I suppose you won’t be up for some fun of our own?”
The raven haired woman tilted her head to the side. “I thought I said I was doing that later tonight? You’re still stuck with me until then.” she added with a grin.
Theodore couldn’t contain himself anymore. He grabbed his wallet, took out a sizable amount of cash – enough to cover the meal with a very generous tip and slammed it down on the table.
“Let’s go.” he said getting up.
Stella followed. She went so far as to take a stride up alongside him and wrapped her thick, dense arm around his waist. Theodore knees trembled somewhat from the sheer warmth emanating from Stella’s body.
“Sir, madam, are you not satisfied?!” The waitress yelled, running towards them.
“Money’s on the table. Keep the change.” Theodore replied.
And with that, the couple took off to Theodore’s car.
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