The three mile bike ride up the steep campus hills should’ve been hell, but with Grace’s new body it was barely enough to work up a sweat. And even if it wasn’t so easy, Erin’s spandex-clad ass was ample encouragement to push onward. By the time they got to the gym, Grace’s legs were good and warmed up.
With Erin’s encouragement, Grace pounded out set after set of every leg exercise the well equipped gym had to offer. As Grace rested and sipped a protein shake between sets, Erin quietly went to work with sets of her own; notably lighter than what Grace was moving, but still more than anyone else in the gym could ever manage.
After nearly two hours of torture, Grace was screaming her way through one last set of squats. The whole gym looked on and cheered as she racked a new personal best: 3000 pounds!
Grace walked on wobbly legs to the locker room to get ready for class. Erin insisted on measuring Grace’s quads while they were still fully pumped. She pulled her trusty measuring tape around Grace’s blood-engorged tree trunk thigh, letting out more and more slack as she went. As she pulled the tape tight, Erin dropped her head in shame.
39⅞” I’m so sorry.
Before Grace could even react, Erin wrapped her powerful arms around Grace’s waist in an apologetic hug.
“We’ll get it next time. I promise.”
Grace was speechless. Erin had pushed her farther than should be humanly possible, and here she was apologizing for not being able to give her more. Even if it seemed new and weird, Grace could feel genuine love welling up in her heart.
Without saying a word, Grace scooped up Erin’s 215lb. frame in her arms and kissed her on the forehead.
Every head turned as the couple strutted across the campus quad. Grace hadn’t even thought to look at what clothes Erin had packed for her to wear to school. Before, Grace would have been self conscious in such a flimsy tank top and mini skirt, but now that she had this body, she was going to flaunt it.
Even weak and heavy with fatigue, the feeling in Grace’s legs was euphoric. Every muscle fiber was pumped to the limit, forming clear separation between the muscle groups in her hamstrings and quads. Her ass, as round and firm as two halves of a basketball, swayed under the sheer fabric. Erin even packed a pair of high heels to fully show off Grace’s bulging 25” calves.
Those who didn’t stare in awe or lust simply turned away from sheer intimidation.
As the day wore on, Grace noticed another unexpected change. Grace and Erin used to only share one or two classes together. Now their schedules were identical. Grace could remember classes she’s never actually taken, and just like now Erin was always by her side, taking notes and silently handing passing Grace a protein bar every now and then, as if she could sense when Grace was getting hungry.
As evening approached, Grace followed Erin on her bike, simply reveling in how good she felt. Despite the boring classes, despite the heavy fatigue in her legs, Grace felt like she was on cloud 9. She was the biggest, strongest woman in the world and in love with the only one who could even come close to matching her.
And her memories were almost completely caught up. After a huge dinner and a playful study/makeout session, Grace wasn’t even surprised when instead of going home they were back at the gym for another mammoth workout; this time on their shoulders.
The gym was almost completely empty at this hour. The two amazons had an entire dumbbell rack to themselves, and they used it to pound their delts into submission.
And just as this morning, Erin was a diligent taskmistress, pushing Grace to do more and more reps of lateral raises and military presses with more weight than she thought possible. By the end, her shoulders were swollen bowling balls of muscle. Grace couldn’t even lift her arms enough to wash herself off, something Erin was more than happy to help with in exchange for some oral attention of her own.
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The two staggered through the front door, trying to oblige Leah and keep quiet for once. As Erin lay asleep on her massive chest, Grace looked down at her little muscle muse, thankful for giving her the best day of her life.
Of course, Grace thought as she slipped the device out of her bag, it could always be a little better...