You can buy this story here: The Proteus Effect Chapter 4
The Proteus Effect Chapter 4
By MagnusMagneto
Original plot by and special thanks to Corssan1
The Story So Far:
Eric, an 18 year old high-school senior with a secret penchant for muscular women, was invited to the closed alpha of his favorite life-simulation video game: Live-Sim. During its one day testing period, he recreated all of the pertinent women of his life: his 18 year step-sister, Selina; his step-mother and Selina’s biological mother, Camille; his teacher, Julia; his 20 year old cheer-leading classmate he had a crush on, Chalsey; and his step-mother’s very attractive older friend, Maya.
Inside the virtual world, Eric endowed each of the girls’ avatars with a ‘body builder’ perk that gave the characters greater muscle-building potential, and a faster rate of improvement. Additionally, Eric gave each of the women another powerful perk related to their personalities, along with a life-goal to further shape their personalities. Once the game started up, Eric forced the female characters to become supremely muscular, and to all romance Eric’s virtual self. He assured himself that this was harmless fun, and none of the women were related to him by blood.
Over the next few weeks, changes started to occur in the women around him. Eric couldn’t help but notice that they were growing stronger, and much more muscular. They were also, mostly, becoming far nicer to him. Chalsey in particular found herself growing supremely strong and even intelligent, eventually causing her to break up with her boyfriend. Julia became more and more dominant in the classroom, instilling a aura of benevolent superiority as her body continued to grow larger with each passing day.
By the end of Chapter 2, all five of the girls had developed extremely impressive muscular bodies. Camille, with bulging 17 inch biceps, announced that she was going to enter a bodybuilding competition at the end of January; it was also revealed that Selina had been training her own body, with stupendous results to show for it, and would be similarly joining the same bodybuilding competition. Chapter 3 covered this bodybuilding show, which resulted in Camille, her arms now close to 20 inches in circumference, winning the competition. Selina put up impressive results, as did an entrant nobody expected: Julia. The chapter ended with Selina even more determined to make herself as powerful as she possibly could.
1.) One week after the end of Chapter 3.
As Eric came home from class, he noticed that parked outside his house was a brand new Ferrari, which looked quite out of place in the relatively modest suburban neighborhood. It was a vehicle he had never seen before, and he wondered who it belonged to. It was true that he had inadvertently turned both his step-mother and step-sister into ultra strong borderline superhuman specimens of unbridled vitality and femininity, but he didn’t recall making either of them rich.
As Eric opened the door, he heard a familiar voice coming from the living room. His stomach churned, and he felt a little queasy as he made his way inside. Maybe he could bolt upstairs and hide away? He could just play video games all day and hope that the guest would leave without caring to check in on him.
Eric placed his foot onto the bottom step of the stairs, when he was suddenly overcome by a familiar sensation. He abruptly felt emboldened, and an inner voice screamed at him that if there was attractive female muscle to ogle, then it was his duty to go and gawk at it.
Swallowing hard, he turned again and made his way into the living room. He would finally have to come face to face with: Maya!
He heard her voice more clearly, “Oh come on Camille, just let me help out a bit. You don’t want to be paying off your mortgage forever, do you? Let me throw you a bone so you can maybe retire someday, wouldn’t that be nice? Say, how much IS your mortgage now anyways?”
Camille replied in a voice that was too low for Eric to hear. He stopped right before the entryway, looming so he could eavesdrop on the conversation.
“Oh really? That’s it?” Maya let out a chuckle, “I made that much over the three! It was a verrrry good three weeks, though, between you and me, I think I’m going to start making way more. Waaaay more. Mmmmph, I get kind of excited just thinking about all that sweet cash rolling in!” she laughed again. “Seriously though Camille. I don’t want to be a bitch or anything. Just let me pay off your mortgage. No strings attached. It’ll be my way of thanking you for putting up with me all of these years.”
“Maya…” Camille finally responded. “You know I can’t.”
“Come onnnn, just roll with it babe!”
“Maya. No.”
“Really?” Maya sounded genuinely surprised.
“I have dignity Maya. I’m frankly kind of offended that you even offered in the first place.”
Eric was worried that this would heat up. He recalled the social media picture of Maya he saw, which indicated she packed on a ton of muscle, but there was no way she was a match for Camille. Eric needed to diffuse the situation before… As he entered the room, he let out a gasp.
Maya was huge! She was sitting nearby Camille, and appeared to be just as muscular as his step-mother, if not even more so! She was wearing a dress unlike anything Eric had ever seen before; he figured that it must have been custom-made. It was cut extremely short, revealing her long, stupendously thick legs, which were completely brimming with rippling muscle. The garment also had windows cut out to showcase her rigid, washboard abdomen and huge cleavage; it was abundantly clear that Maya’s ample bosom had not diminished in size whatsoever.
“Awww, hey there! If it isn’t my favorite best friend’s step-son!” Maya called out.
The voice inside Eric that urged him to encounter Maya in the first place led him to offer a snappy retort, “What? You have other best friends with step-sons? Give me a list so I can make sure I remain the favorite!” He grinned.
“My, my! You’ve grown a bit since I last saw you.” Maya said, “Come on over here!”
Eric drew closer, and he was forced to drink in the splendor of the woman in front of him. Maya was beautiful beyond compare. She was entirely flawless from head to toe. Well, Camille also was virtually flawless, but Maya had something else going for her; a kind of radiance that managed to eclipse even Camille, and even Chalsey for that matter. Her brilliant blonde hair shined brighter than Chalsey’s, and was styled much more elaborately. Upon further examination, it became clear that Maya’s muscles were actually larger than Camille’s, though she had a thin veneer of feminine fluff around her form, as opposed to Camille’s hyper-ripped look.
“Well, I supposed I should say that you grew in personality.” Maya added with a wink.
Not so long ago Eric’s knees would have buckled and he would have been rendered unable to respond to Maya. Today however, the fire inside him was able to at least mount a response, “It looks like you did all the growing for me.” A bit cheesy, but self-aware, and perhaps even a bit… flirtatious.
Maya let out a wild giggle. “For better or for worse, it looks like Camille here also stole some of your growth. I hope you aren’t too upset that instead of you having your last growth spurt, we packed on all of this MUSCLE!”
Eric remained in the zone and he escalated Camille’s strange little game, “Well, I would be miffed, but let’s be honest, those muscles look way better on you ladies than they ever would on me. I think it was a worthy sacrifice.”
Maya’s wild giggling continued, and Camille found herself blushing a bit at Eric’s straight-forwardness.
“Since when is Eric so much fun! Love it! So Eric, if you put it that way, I guess I’ll have to keep hoarding all your growth so I can get even bigger and stronger!” Maya winked before flexing her mammoth right bicep. “I guess that Camille can still have a little bit too.”
“I look forward to seeing your progress.” Eric replied.
“Mmm, that’s right little Eric, drink in the splendor of Mega Maya!” the older woman cheesily declared before flexing both of her arms right in front of his face. “I can tell from the expression on your face that you just LOVE my huge, powerful arms!” She continued, “Don’t be shy little guy. ALL of the boys love them. Everywhere I go, droves of men follow, practically worshipping me – though I can hardly blame them. Poor guys shower me with gifts, presents, and favors – it’s often pretty expensive stuff too. I’ve received jewelry that probably cost the suitor an entire month’s wages! Well, for me it’s chump change, but I take the gifts anyways. Money is power, and if guys are going to surrender more to me, then count me in!”
“Hey now, you’re not the only super muscled lady around here!” Camille cut in, flexing her own arms. She seemed fairly miffed, perhaps a bit tired of Maya showing off and gloating so much.
“What’dya say Eric? Who’s more impressive? Me or your step-mom?” Maya asked before pumping up her arms a few times. They were so tremendously large that Eric wagered they were similar in size to a football, yet they radiated so much energy and heat that he could feel it brushing against his face from over a foot away.
What is it with these women and constantly asking me to compare them!? Eric thought to himself. “Well, I will have to admit that Maya’s arms are bigger. If I were to guess, they’re probably one to two inches larger in fact.” He explained.
“Sure, but why don’t you go ahead and give each of our arms a feel?” Camille insisted.
Eric gulped. He was no longer ‘in the zone’, instead he was back to being his regular nerdy self, and that side of Eric could barely withstand the presence of one muscle goddess, let alone two. With wavering hands, he reached up and grabbed onto both Camille and Maya’s biceps.
“Feels like I’m having deja vu here, but… Maya’s is bigger, and Camille’s is harder.” Eric explained.
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about with the deja vu thing, but, I guarantee that last time THIS didn’t happen!” Maya yelled before deftly sliding her upper body out of her dress.
Eric’s jaw literally dropped at the sight in front of him. Maya’s perfect breasts defied gravity moreso than a fake pair, yet had an undeniably natural appearance. Beneath were a thick pair of pecs that demanded respect from anyone who lay eyes upon them. Maya metaphysically feasted on Eric’s reaction; she lived to drink in the awed expressions of those who gazed upon her. Her sky-high confidence increased even higher, and consequently, her aura of undecidability strengthened as well.
“So, who has the more impressive body now, huh?” Maya asked with a grin.
“Maya, I don’t think that is appropriate.” Camille cut in.
“What’s wrong Camilley? Eric’s a grown man now! An adult in the eyes of the law. Besides, what’s wrong with some tits? We’re not born with clothes on. Why is it somehow immoral to be in our natural state?”
Camille let out a sigh. “Maya, I don’t want to argue that sort of thing with you right now. Just put your top back on please.”
Maya shrugged. “Sorry Eric, looks like mommy’s being a bit of a prude.” She winked before doing as Camille asked.
Eric cleared his throat – a tiny bit of ‘game’ kicked in to save the moment, “Ladies, let’s be real. Muscles are nice and all, but what a boy like me wants is strength. I think this little contest would be better solved that way.”
Camille and Maya met gazes, and the challenge was on.
–
With their hands locked at the kitchen table, both Maya and Camille’s biceps ballooned up to ridiculous proportions. Face to face, Maya looked even more intimidating, as her 5’8” stature compared to Camille’s 5’5” was more readily apparent. Despite this, thick veins erupted from Camille’s supremely straited arm, which gave her a more serious look overall.
Part of being the best step-mother I can be is to protect Eric and play as great of a role-model as possible. I have to win this match in order to assert my dominance here, and show Eric that a humble, healthy lifestyle is the best way to live! Camille thought to herself as her face turned a shade brighter red from exertion.
I want to seduce everything and everyone! The world belongs to me; it’s within my right to win over little Eric’s heart and add it to my ever growing collection of metaphorical trophies! There’s nothing wrong with that, he’s 18, and it’s not like I’m going to do anything physical with him. Plus, every young man should have a healthy crush. I need to make sure that crush is on me, and not his step-mother, that would just be weird! Maya reasoned to herself as her face also turned even more red.
Both women simultaneously grabbed onto the the edge of the table to gain leverage, when suddenly CRACK – the wooden furniture shattered into myriad pieces! The combatants both let out a cry and released their grip, trying to understand what had just happened.
“Alright, alright. Let’s call this a tie before anything, or anyone, else breaks.” Eric said in a raised voice.
“I’ll pay for it.” Maya offered.
“No you won’t!” Camille shouted.
“OK. Ladies!” Eric shouted. “Let’s relax!”
The two women looked over at him; each of them easily possessed more than double, perhaps even triple his strength; yet for that moment they still listened.
Maya collected herself, “Alright, well, I suppose we’ll have to have a rematch sometime Camille.”
Camille nodded, “I’ll look forward to it.”
Maya turned her attention to Eric. “I guess that means I’ll be continuing to borrow your growth so I can get really huge and show your step-mom who’s the boss babe!” she declared with a grin.
Before Eric could respond, she reached over to him, grabbed him by the collar, and brought his face up to hers before planting a quick kiss on his lips and letting him go. Eric nearly passed out from excitement. “That’s my parting gift. There’ll be more if I can beat your old lady!” she winked.
Camille sighed and shook her head. Eric excused himself, letting the friends say their goodbyes in peace before Maya bid farewell.
2.)
All of the girls recreated in LiveSim were becoming more open and even audacious with displays of their growing abilities.
Camille had come to all but forsake modesty, opting to wear relatively skimpy workout clothing that constantly showcased her bulging muscles, and granted ease of movement. The meeting with Maya triggered something within her, unleashing a superhuman level of drive to push and improve herself as much as possible each day. No longer shy of her own strength, Eric often found Camille casually performing bodyweight exercises in the living room, intentionally carrying huge objects around the house, and even frequently bringing gym equipment upstairs so she could train at her convenience. Camille became more open with her progress, often declaring what new developments whenever the family was together.
Another intriguing change Eric noticed was that Camille seemed far more attentive to him than usual. She started going out of her way to spend time with him, asking about his day, and paying keen attention to everything he said.
–
Roughly one week after Maya’s visit – afternoon.
Eric heard a knock at his door. He was busy playing a video game – he was doing extremely well. So well in fact that it was almost boring for him, yet he felt compelled to continue playing. Still, it was rare for someone to knock; he was pretty sure it was Camille, and he wasn’t interesting in getting on her bad side.
“Come in.” Eric answered, closing out the program.
The door opened, and Camille loomed in the entryway. She was wearing a tight tank-top that barely covered the top row of her thick eight-pack, and a pair of gym-shorts that left almost nothing to the imagination.
“Have you finished all of your homework?” Camille asked, “It’s important that you close out this last semester of high school with top marks.”
“Uhh, yeah.” Eric lied.
Camille narrowed her gaze, “Now, now young man, don’t think you can fool me.” She said in a no-nonsense tone as she placed her hands on her hips, passively causing her tremendous lats to flare out.
Eric gulped. Despite having lived with two super-muscle women, and having had contact with three others, Eric still had difficulty truly facing any of them one on one. It was one thing to think about and fantasize about a woman as powerful as Camille, but to be in her presence, especially when she wanted to exert her will, was difficult to stand up to.
The young man let out a sigh. “Look, I’ll get it done. What’s this all about anyways? I’m 18 years old!”
“You might be an adult in the eyes of the law, but it’s still my responsibility to make sure that you develop into the best person you can, and making sure you get good grades is part of that.” She explained warmly.
“Right…” Eric replied.
“Alright mister, I’ll tell you what: I’m going to go lift weights and get my muscles all nice and pumped up. If you finish your homework before then, and prove it to me, then I’ll let you feel my biceps.”
“Wh-what!?”
Camille giggled, “I thought you like that stuff? Feeling girls’ muscles? It’s not a bad thing, it’s just a bodypart, an arm at that. I actually think it’s pretty cute that you’d be just as excited to squeeze a well-developed arm as you would be a breast.” She giggled again, “Well, now I’m making this whole deal sound dirty. Still, an arm is just an arm, so no harm done.”
“I…”
“Okay buster, remember the deal. Hope you’re ready when I’m done!” Camille said before taking off to lift weights yet again.
–
Eric had considered blowing the homework off to make a statement, but ultimately, he was too overcome by a desire to feel Camille’s freshly pumped biceps. It had been a full week since he last felt them – well, felt any female muscles for that matter. Plus, Camille wasn’t even pumped up last time, so he had to take advantage of this! Eric poured all of his concentration into cranking out the assignment, and managed to finish with record speed. This was fortunate, because moments after completion, Camille had returned. Her staggering physique was pumped up and pink in appearance, Eric could tell that she had truly pushed herself as far as possible.
“I hit new personal bests on virtually everything. I think it’s safe to say I’m PUMPED!” Camille exclaimed.
She strolled over and loomed over the seated Eric, her body radiating heat and energy. “So, did you do the homework?” she asked.
Eric nodded before bringing up the work he had just completed and presenting it to her. Camille looked it over, “Very good! I’m so glad that you accepted the deal!” she exclaimed.
“Ah, yes. The deal. I had forgotten about that.” Eric lied, afraid of being too forthcoming about his desire to feel Camille’s muscles.
“Eric! What did I tell you about lying?” Camille scolded.
Eric let out a sigh. “Oh, alright. Yeah, I remember the deal.”
“Good boy. Well, come on now, stand up.”
Eric did as she said. Despite standing an inch taller than his step mother, he felt far smaller than her. Camille’s upper half was easily twice as wide as his, and she exuded power with no effort at all.
“Okay,” Camille started, “Here we go!” she slowly flexed her right arm, causing the muscle to rise to its peak at a deliberate pace. The ball of power was so large that it almost looked like a second head. “Well, don’t just gawk at it!”
Eric blinked a couple of times before bringing a hand up and grabbing onto it. He had felt it a week ago, yet now it was even more impressive. Eric estimated that she had gained roughly half an inch of circumference of raw size, and had another half-inch compared to last week due to the impressive pump. He brought his other hand up and found that even with both of his handspans, he could not encompass the entirety of the muscle. Eric began squeezing the bicep, finding that it was entirely unyielding to his grip – in fact, the harder he clasped, the more his own hands started to cramp.
“You want some tricep action?” Camille offered.
Wordlessly, Eric indicated that he was interested.
“Only because you’ve been such a good boy.” Camille teased before bringing her arm down and extending it, intentionally tensing her tricep. An enormous knot of muscle in the rough shape of a horseshoe erupted as a result. Without provocation, Eric began exploring the individual nooks and crannies with his fingers, intentionally placing them inside the valleys and ridges to see just how deep they went.
“Sooooo, what’s your analysis?” Camille asked.
“Analysis?” Eric echoed.
“Yeah. On the bicep. How’s it doing compared to the last time you’ve felt it?” She asked with a soft giggle.
Eric blushed a bit. “Well, it’s hard to be really sure, but I think it’s harder… a bit bigger too. And… warmer.”
“Warmer?” Camille asked, raising a brow, “Now that’s an interesting one! Cool!” She grinned.
Eric remained silent.
Camille spoke again, “So, whady’a think? Am I still making good progress? Should I keep going? Isn’t it cool to have a step-mom who keeps getting stronger and stronger?”
Eric was enthralled to find that Camille seemed genuinely… happy. Extremely happy. He could tell that showing off to him made Camille’s day. He realized that he was one of the big motivating forces for her to keep pushing herself to the next level. It was tempting to tell Camille that she should slow things down; not because he truly wanted her to, but rather because Eric was growing afraid of just how strong she was. Still, deep down he did find Camille’s growth thrilling, and he was genuinely touched by how delighted she was. He couldn’t take that away from her.
“Yeah, it’s pretty awesome and inspiring.” He replied with a smile. “You are definitely making great progress, and I hope you develop to your full potential.”
Camille’s face lit up, and Eric could have sworn that he saw small tears forming in the corners of her eyes. “I’m SO happy to hear that!” she exclaimed. “You’re the best son I ever could have asked for Eric! I’m truly blessed that you came into my life.” She got up on her tip toes, kissed Eric on the forehead, and ruffled his hair. “Oh look at me, I’m a bubbling mess now. I’ll get out of your space. Thanks for humoring me.” And with that Camille left.
Eric sat in his chair and reflected on what had just happened. It was true that whatever he did with LiveSim seemed to truly help Camille in a big way… but he just wasn’t sure about the others. Sure, they were undeniably happy to be building such ridiculously powerful bodies, but was it really a good thing? Was someone with Maya’s carefree attitude or Selina’s competitive edge coupled with boundless—and growing—strength a something the world needed?
–
Camille and Maya weren’t the only girl who continued to exhibit changes in both appearance and personality. Selina still opted to wear baggy clothing whenever possible, for what purpose entirely Eric wasn’t positive, but she was less hesitant about displaying her incredible abilities. For instance, she stopped taking the bus to and from school, instead using it as an opportunity to get in some morning cardio; 10 miles each way. Camille’s openness about her training seemed to push Selina even further, if such a thing were even possible. As a result, Eric found himself barely interacting with his step-sister at all, as she was too focused on pushing her body to its absolute limits every moment that she could. Eric hypothesized that part of what prevented Selina from totally eclipsing her mother was school. Since Selina had to stay in a seat for roughly seven hours a day, Camille had that much more of an advantage. Despite this, Selina tortured her body so much during the time that she could train that neither girl seemed to ever truly get the upper hand on the other.
–
Eric didn’t see Chalsey much in the coming days. Their study group kept getting pushed back due to various circumstances. Despite this, Eric heard through the grapevine that Chalsey was now consistently scoring the highest in her class on every assignment. Like Selina, Chalsey also constantly wore baggy clothing, likely to hide her growing physique.
–
The final growing girl was Julia, who Eric saw on a near daily basis. After running into her at the bodybuilding competition, there was a sudden shift in his teacher’s dress and behavior. Julia now wore full suits, often colored black. They were tailored to appear even larger and more intimidating than the usual cut for a woman; coupled with her already broad physique, the schoolteacher looked like a brick house. It was impossible for Eric to discern just how muscular she was, but he had a feeling that like all of the other girls, she was still developing nicely.
Strangely enough, Julia’s transformation had an extremely positive impact on her teaching. She was always a competent instructor, but now she held such utter control over the classroom, and wielded a presence that could be not be ignored, which made her lessons even more effective. Julia had such a combination of warmth and intensity that nobody dared talk, play on their phones, or cause disruptions. In fact, few students even spaced out, as Julia was too overwhelming. Slowly, the entire classroom’s grade point average was increasing. There were rumors that Julia aspired for more, and might become the principal after this semester.
3.)
Eric couldn’t believe the timing. Just as he was starting to grow extremely worried that the women he had accidentally enhanced were becoming far too strong for their own, and society’s good, a possibility to reverse things presented itself to him: the full version of LiveSim had finally launched!
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