Another Month Later
The jealousy never went away. Laura had assumed that her sister would plateau and she would overtake her easily, but it was not to be.
The app was performing it's magic on Laura. She had added another 23 lbs and no longer merely looked athletic, she was downright muscular and sexy at 148. Her buff body drew stares everywhere she went. And she knew for sure that her long time friend Jason was in love with her because he told her so last week. An admission he made after being given permission to feel her flexed biceps. Her muscles weren't just for show, either. She had just set a new one rep max on the bench with 190 lbs.
The jealousy has never gone away because Vanessa is now warming up with that same 190 lbs. The jealousy was wrestling with awe, though. According to Greg, nobody had ever made progress this fast, man or woman. He had asked her if she was on steroids, but he believed her denial because there was no drug that could cause muscle mass to grow this fast.
The jealousy won, though, because that awe should be hers. She, too, was making unheard of gains, but Greg and everyone else was focused on Vanessa's metamorphosis.
Vanessa easily put the bar back on the rack and stood up to pose in the mirror as she always did between sets. "275 today. I want a new PR."
"Whatever you say, 'Ness." Greg set about loading the bar, just shaking his head and laughing to himself.
Vanessa was tipping the scales at 180 muscular pounds. The fat had pretty much disappeared from her body, except for exactly where a woman would want it. 180 lbs of hard muscle looked unbelievable with natural DD's and a bubble butt. Literally unbelievable because it was unheard of. Especially paired with the 17" biceps she was proudly flexing in the mirrored wall.
Unbelievable was an understatement. Laura's growth was unbelievable, Vanessa's was impossible.
DUH! How had she not thought of it before now. Maybe the app made a parallel change to Vanessa because of genetics or something. She pulled up the app for the first time in awhile. She didn't have much use for it right now since her profile was locked down until the end of her growth. If Vanessa was affected, hers would be locked, too.
Laura's heart sank as her sister's page opened completely, showing a perfect model of the behemoth of beauty. Laura dejectedly flipped through the settings admiring the numerical representation of Vanessa's perfection when she came across an interesting setting she hadn't seen before: "Muscle Growth Aptitude."
On a scale of 1-100 Vanessa's bar was naturally set at 95, which explained the ever growing mass of sexuality in front of her. Flipping over to Greg she sees his is sitting at 71. On her own page, she finds her aptitude is a ridiculous 12, which didn't matter due to the other alterations she had made to herself.
Her attention was drawn away from her phone to the bench where Vanessa lifted the ridiculous weight from the rack. She promptly completed her new 1-rep max and followed it up with 4 more labored, screaming, presses. After racking the bar, she sprang to her feet and ran to the mirror to witness her own massive most muscular flex. Her now known aptitude level had allowed that lift to pump her chest enough that her pecs had obviously grown from just a moment ago, enough to make the straps of her bikini top visibly stretch. Oh yeah, by the way, Vanessa lifts in a bikini top, cut off denim booty shorts, and on non-leg days like today, 4-inch heels.
The jealousy never went away. Laura needed to do something about it.
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