This choice: There's still more changes she could make to Dennis... • Go Back...Chapter #7There's still more changes she could make t... by: WillyTheKid   Dennis' bedroom began to change as well. He now had a walk-in closet. On one side was Armani suits, Gucci loafers, and numerous other clothes custom-tailored to his Hulk-like physique. On the other were Cheri's clothes. One or two racks of Vera Wang gowns, Versace dresses, and in the back was their shoe carousel which contained their designer and hand crafted footwear. They also had his and her's dressers. On Dennis' along with his colognes and skin care products was a display case labeled with the days of the week containing a Rolex Presidential watch for each day. Cheri's mirror had a built-in voice, fingerprint and retinal scanner to gain access to her jewelry safe. Inside was her numerous diamond necklaces, bracelets and earrings. In the middle, of the room was a large, iron wrought frame queen sized bed. Triple-reinforced to accommodate Dennis' massive frame as well as withstand any additional force he might apply to it. On the wall hung his 50 inch plasma television. The kitchen had changed drastically as well. In addition to containing state of the art, restaurant quality appliances, nearly all of the normal junk food had disappeared and replaced with health food, protein powders, energy bars and bodybuilding supplements. Next to the already huge refrigerator was a second smaller one containing a drink called Beast Bru, the muscle growth supplement that Dennis and Greg had created. Beast Bru was designed to help accelerate and radically enhance and increase the muscle rebuilding process after a workout. After their initial successes with the product, with their own use and use by some of the athletes at the college they went back to the drawing board and created a special formula specifically for women, She-Beast. These two products helped take their school's athletic program from barely in the top 30 to one of top 5 ranked schools in the country. And possibly the world. And made Dennis and Greg two VERY rich young men.
Cheri went over to the weight bench in the corner of the room. The 450 lbs. sitting on it indicated that Greg had just finished his daily workout. She went over to the weight tree and added more weights on to the bar doubling it to 900 lbs. She then got underneath it and lifted the bar off the rack. She lowered the bar until it just barely tapped her chest and then slowly pushed it back up. She did this another 29 times until her arms were trembling from the strain. Cheri groaned her arms and chest feeling like they had been injected with molten lava. She staggered over to the small fridge and got out can of She-Beast. She quickly gulped down the drink and leaned against the counter while it worked its magic. In less than 3 minutes, she felt a burst of energy course through her body, like she could sprint a marathon or lift their apartment complex. Then the muscle-building portion of the formula kicked in, as her forearms quickly swelled from their original 16 inches to 17 1/2, almost 18 inches around. Her biceps once again began burst out the sleeves of her shirt as they grew to well over 24 inches. And last but by no means least; her pecs grew another 5 inches bigger, pushing her already huge EEEE cup breasts out to two feet in front of her.
"Oh yeah!! That's what I'm talkin' bout!" She said.
"Oh my god, Cheri!!! You look amazing!"
"Thank you baby."
"So what do you wanna do now?"
"What do you mean what do I wanna do now? What do I ALWAYS wanna do now?"
"How should I know?"
"Yeah...don't play dumb with me Dennis. I'm referring to that unfortunate but pleasant side effect that you two perverts "accidentally" left in the She-Beast formula. After periods of intense physical exertion, the user experiences a sharp increase in sexual arousal, lasting for a period of no longer than 90 minutes. This arousal is accompanied by a dramatic increase in strength, stamina and endurance."
“Oh! So you want to, that??”
“Hell yeah, I want to that!!” Cheri replied, tearing her clothes off like they were spider web and pushing Dennis back toward the bedroom. She pushed him onto the bed and began grinding her powerful naked body against him. Usually, this would be more than enough to get a rise out of Dennis, but he barely seemed interested.
“Alright, what’s the matter? Why Hulk sad?”
Dennis smiled and sat up, pulling her onto his lap.
“I guess I’m worrying about Greg.”
“Why? What’s wrong with him? He looked fine just a minute ago.”
“Well, I guess I feel kinda guilty. I stole you from him. Turned you into my ultimate fantasy girl.-“
“Which I am more than grateful for.”
“Yeah. But I left my best friend without a girl.”
Cheri got up and looked at him critically.
“You’re kidding right? You’re not fucking my brains out because you want to find a girl for Greg?”
“Well...yeah. I mean I DO kinda owe him…”
“Ugh! For a genius, you can be a real moron sometimes….”
“Where’d that come from??”
“The solution is simple Dennis. It was staring you right in the face.”
“Ok. Miss Smarty Pants. How do I solve Greg’s girl problem?”
“First of all, it’s Miss Smarty Panties. And the solution is you ORDER ANOTHER PIZZA!!!”
Cheri got her cell-phone off the nightstand and pressed speed dial.
“Yes, can I have a pepperoni and cheese delivered to the West Road Condos please? Apt. 14. Thanks.”
“Ok. And who’s supposed to deliver this pizza? You?” Dennis asked, grinning.
“Ha…ha…sooo funny. And why the hell would I want to work at a pizza parlor? I have a high six-figure modeling contract with Beast Bru Intl., and I’m sleeping with one of the bosses. I also do cover shoots for all the bodybuilding and fitness magazines, I’ve been winning the Teen Ms. Olympia since I was 15, AND I’m at college on a dual athletic and academic scholarship.”
What does that have to do with anything?”
Because Dennis, one of the things I did with my earnings, just as a bit of fun, was I BOUGHT the Luigi's pizza franchise. And staffed them with scantily clad girls with huge breasts.”
“Damn girl! You have one hell of an imagination!!”
“Damn straight.”
<DING DONG!!>
“That should be my pizza girl now.”
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