As Laura stared at the phone, contemplating the possibilities, she decided to walk around for a moment to check out the changes that had taken place.
Moving into the hallway near the balcony railing above the family room Laura turned toward the wall and stared at a life size picture of her sister, Vanessa. But not the Vanessa she had known, but a full blown goddess of pure muscle! Laura’s jaw dropped as stared at the picture, not knowing where to look first! Vanessa was standing with one massive, shredded leg pushed outward, her dainty toes pressing into the ground with her small feet, bulging her calf the size of a cantaloupe and tensing her thighs into insanely large and separated quads. As her gaze moved upward Laura zoned into the small white bikini bottom hugging hips slightly pushed to one side, as her tight 8 pack abs were flexed harshly on her narrow waist. Muscles Laura didn’t even know existed riddled the sides of Vanessa’s abs and curved out dramatically to a wider than wide back. Laura gulped as her eyes moved up and got stuck on massive pectorals tensed into magnificent slabs of rippling feminine wonder easily four inches thick, barely covered by a white sequined bikini top molded over her breasts, that while smaller due to the dieted condition, were still prominent, and appeared natural. As Laura’s breath quickened she took a step back to take in the double bicep pose that rocked Vanessa’s upper body. Large, striated shoulders roared out to the biggest, hardest biceps Laura had ever seen on a woman. They were larger than what Greg used to have and appeared to be cut from granite. The base of each muscle was large and prominent, the splits were deep and clear and her peaks pushed up to the sky. Laura had often seen biceps of bodybuilders and pictures of some of the best due to Greg’s obsession. But she had never seen biceps this perfect or this large. Her massive muscles had to be 24 inches around! Even the thick veins that snaked around the massive mounds of muscle appeared to be placed there by a biology master. Vanessa’s forearms were thick and veiny as well and curved to her narrow wrists and slender fingers balled into fists. As Laura sighed, releasing a breath she was holding she shook her head as she stared into Vanessa’s bright baby blue eyes surrounded by long lashes. Her long blonde hair was dressed incredibly and her smile was bright. Vanessa appeared as beautiful, if not even more beautiful, than Laura could ever remember.
Finally backing away she looked over at the large trophy next to Vanessa and the caption at the bottom. Ms. Olympia winner Vanessa Freemen. Laura wondered, how long ago was this picture taken? Pulling up her phone to check, Greg came out of his room, looked over at the masterpiece on the wall and sniffed.
“Gad, I still can’t believe she put that picture right in the hallway so we have to walk by it every day.”
Laura looked up at Greg, deciding it was best to agree for the moment.
“Huh? Oh, yeah, sure.”
Greg cocked his head to one side. “You were the one speculating about putting a mustache on her. You usually violently agree with my assessment.”
Laura blinked her eyes, realizing there was a LOT she didn’t know about the changes she created just by changing Greg. But now she needed to know more about Vanessa.
“Heh, well I was distracted. Besides, it’s not like she’s going to let us move it, right?”
Greg shook his head. “Well yeah, since Mom and Dad moved out, she is the money maker. She lets us live here so we can go to the local college.”
Laura nodded; mentally glad that she hadn’t said anything that would put her in a bad situation. Clearing her throat and trying to sound nonchalant, Laura looked back at the picture.
“So uh, where is Vanessa now?”
Greg chuckled. “Down at the beach of course, likely holding court. With her being in the off season, her cuts are down a bit, but her strength has grown to new levels.”
Laura’s heart raced and she gulped. “Oh yeah, what was I thinking. So just how strong is she now?’
Greg shook his head. “Well not that we all don’t obsess about it, but last I checked she’s benching over 700 pounds. I think she’s added another inch to her pecs. The woman is a machine.”
Laura’s jaw dropped open. 700 pounds? That would have to make her the strongest woman on earth! At least she thought so. Desperately wanting to head back to her room to find Vanessa in the crowd on the beach, but wanting to maintain whatever current relationships she had with Greg and Jason, Laura bit her lip, once again staring at the massive mountain of female muscle on her left.
“She sure is. Hard to believe anyone is that strong.”
Greg nodded, staring at the picture and sighing. Laura had to wonder how jealous he had to be. So knowing that Jason was coming over, but needing to find Vanessa, Laura put her gaze back on Greg.
“Well I’ve got a few things to do before Jason gets here. Let me know when he arrives.”
Greg nodded as Laura walked back toward her room and casually shut the door.
Laura quickly went to the balcony off her room and stared down at the beach. How could she have missed Vanessa initially? This time she now quickly found her. Even from a distance it was clear she was larger than any other woman and was on par or even surpassing the men. Laura sighed with renewed jealousy.
“She’s incredible! Who would have thought that by reducing Greg I would amp up Vanessa to this level.”
Grabbing her binoculars, Laura saw that Vanessa was in a bright pink bikini, only slightly more modest than the contest bikini she had on in the hallway picture. And Greg was right, she was even larger now! And the hardness and detail of her muscles barely looked reduced. Laura decided she wanted a close up view of Vanessa and to have a chance to talk. What was their relationship now? If Greg indicated she wanted to put a mustache on Vanessa’s picture, was she distant and jealous? Did Vanessa treat Greg and her poorly?
So without much more thought, Laura came out of her room and headed down the stairs to find Greg on couch working his phone. Laura bound toward the back door.
“Hey Greg, I’m heading to the beach for a minute to talk to Vanessa. Don’t leave without me.”
Greg barely looked up from his phone and mumbled. “OK.”
As Laura moved toward the beach and her amped up sister, her body tingled and her breath quickened with nervous energy. She had always been intimidated by Greg’s friends with their big, strong bodies and they generally had treated her like a kid.
As she approached the group of bodybuilders, a few men saw her coming and they apparently recognized her. Instead of smiling with condescending looks they went stone faced and moved out her path toward Vanessa. Laura narrowed her eyes with wonder as to why they didn’t want to engage her, but that was fine to her. She closed in on Vanessa and caught a conversation between her and a beautiful red haired girl with a gorgeous fitness level body.
“So Vanessa, just how big are your arms now?”
Vanessa smiled, knowing that others around them heard the question. Apparently relishing in the attention, Vanessa pulled up her right arm, staring at the massive limb with appreciation, and casually flexed her biceps into a thick, ripped mound of glory.
“Oh, I would guess around 25 inches. Maybe a bit more.”
Everyone was now staring at her incredible flex. Vanessa turned to smile at the red head, whose jaw had opened slightly, but then she noticed Laura and she released her flex.
“Hey there Lulu, what brings you out to the beach?”
Laura noticed the crowd move back, giving them some space, which once again caused Laura to wonder if something had happened previously that would have everyone react that way. Smiling weakly and looking up into Vanessa’s sparkling blue eyes, Laura sighed and cleared her throat.
“I wanted to let you know that Greg and I are heading to the comic book shop with Jason.”
Vanessa smiled and pushed a few strands of her silky blonde hair off her shoulder and thick pectorals.
“You came all the way out here to tell me that directly? You could have just texted me. What do you really want?’
Laura bit her lip. Vanessa’s stance and reaction wasn’t cruel or condescending. That was nice to know. So she decided to see just how close they might be.
“Well, I was wondering if you were going to work out later. Greg indicated you were reaching some new records.”
Vanessa smiled brightly and laughed softly. “You want to update my website with some new stats? I am so glad you and Greg are running the IT stuff for me.” Vanessa paused as Laura let out a sigh of relief.
Vanessa placed her hands on her narrow, but devastatingly muscular waist and cocked out one hip, pushing her massive pectorals up and out, tensing her chest and pumping those thick pectorals up and down a few times, causing Laura’s eyes to widen.
“I was planning on lifting at the outdoor gym up the beach in a few hours. Let me know when you guys are back from the comic book store. But don’t be late, they close the gym at night.”
Laura nodded, happy and anxious. “No worries, I’m sure we’ll be back in time.”
Vanessa nodded, the sun behind her gorgeous, Greek Goddess shaming figure. Laura gulped as she squinted against the rays and her heart beat at the incredible sight, then nodded back.
“OK, see you soon.”
As she made her way back home Laura wondered, should she pull up the Ap and make some changes or explore this new world?
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