This choice: Make Hannah and Brit capable of super-duper human strength gains • Go Back...Chapter #6The Realm of the Unbelievable by: Zazu   Jack was absolutely thinking with his dick, and he wouldn't have it any other way. His deepest, most unbelievable fantasies had been brought to life, and it was so physical, so real, the way Hannah squirmed and flexed on top of him.
And he had the means to push it even further.
Jack reached for the button so fast it was like avoiding it had never even been an option. With how horned up he was, he was only focused on satiating his primal urges, pushing things bigger, stronger, better...
What if Brit and Hannah were both somehow even more IMPOSSIBLY responsive to working out, and Hannah was really outclassing Brit?
Jack felt his dick give another huge throb as time reset on him once again, placing back in his computer chair once again.
He heard the door creak and immediately slid the button into his pocket.
"Hey babe!" he heard Hannah shout from the other room. "Brit decided to come back with me for a movie night? You in?"
"Sure. Sounds fun." he responded, his dick already starting to get hard just thinking about what might be awaiting him this time.
"Great!" shouted Brit. "I just grabbed The Avengers on Blu-Ray. Such a great movie."
"Cool. I'm going to shower first. You mind coming out here to keep Brit company until I get out?" Hannah said with a laugh.
He opened the bedroom door just as he heard the bathroom door shut and the shower start.
Brit was again in the sports bra and tight lycra shorts, but it was immediately obvious that they were many times bigger than they had been even the previous time, sizes one definitely couldn't get at many normal department stores. He figured he must have been staring, because Brit broke the silence.
"Don't worry," she said with a chuckle "I showered at the gym."
He just gave a nervous chuckle back.
Her clothes left little to the imagination. The six-pack that he had been marveling at before was now a full blown eight-pack, supremely defined and looking carved from diamonds. Her legs, which before had far passed his definition of perfect the last time were now packed with the muscle beyond that of even professional female bodybuilders. Her golden hair, which she normally let flow, was pulled up into a ponytail revealing shoulders and traps that were adding incredible amounts of width and depth to her frame, her traps even starting to rise up near her ears a bit. He still hadn't spoken, too distracted by the beauty standing before him, so Brit continued.
"I know I've said it before, but I'm glad Hannah asked me about the gym. It's funny that she assumed I got my body from working out when really it was all from a little cheerleading and some fad diets."
As she was talking, Jack realized what exactly felt so striking about Brit's new size - beyond even just the sheer mass she was packing. It was that she was basically as big as Hannah had been the last go-around. But that would mean...
"I've made some good progress these past few months," Brit said with a pause while demonstrably tensing her muscles and melting Jack's brain some more. "But your girl is like a weightlifting goddess."
This new body still only took a few months?
"I thought my ears were burning."
Hearing Hannah's voice, Jack whipped around. He had been too enraptured by Brit's flexing display to notice the shower had turned off. He might have been concerned about whiplash from jerking his head too fast, but what was in front of his wide open eyes had his complete attention.
Before him stood his girlfriend, with the same cute face, perhaps even cuter with bright green eyes and long, healthy black hair. Everything else was different. Her wet raven locks rested on shoulders that defied comprehension, looking like they'd been pulled from his most ludicrous fantasies, wider than most double doors by the looks of them. She still appeared to have the same naturally narrow frame, but that frame had impossibly been blown up with muscle beyond belief, the towel was pressing out much further from her body than it had already been. He was also noticing her 12 inch height advantage over Brittany and was all the more gobsmacked. The towel must have been way bigger than before, like a full on bed sheet in size, but it still only seemed to hang to just low enough to cover her privates, but the legs coming out from the bottom looked like they'd be able to not just crush some records, but absolutely obliterate any previous conception of human strength limits, the kind of insanely sculpted tree trunks of power that outdid even comic book art. He was agape. His jaw stood wide. The best reference for her body was some of the more physics-defying fantasies he occasionally indulged in..
Right on cue, Brit broke the silence again. "Yep. I was just talking about how you've been killing it at the gym."
"It really was a good day wasn't it," Hannah responded. "I absolutely love arm day."
With that she held her towel with her left hand and raised her right into perfect bicep flex. Years of looking at them online had taught her how to do it just right - even when the bicep in question swelled so enormously that it peaked above not only her fist, but her head (and traps) entirely.
"Damn, girl! And to think, less than three months ago you were as thin as a twig."
"Yep. I have to say I'm proud of myself. You'll have to work very hard if you want to keep up," Hannah joked with a wink.
"Let me say, I think I still have you, girl." Brit said in an openly teasing manner, knowing how insane it was to suggest such a thing, even with her otherwise record-shattering size.
Brit walked around Jack and threw up a rear flex with her right arm next to Hannah's still flexed bicep. To Jack's exploding levels of arousal, his girlfriend's bicep was so much larger than the blonde's it was like comparing Brit's to his own. Maybe even more outsized.
"Not even close, girl! We'll see if you can catch up with those." With that, Hannah dropped her flex and smack Brit square on her one-of-a-kind glutes, again, bringing them to Jack's attention. Brit's big, shapely monster ass didn't even move the slightest bit from Hannah's firmsmack. She was still a titan in her own right.
"Alright, you go get dressed so loverboy stops drooling over you and we'll get the movie started." Brit inserted the disc and made her way to the couch where Jack had landed. Jack was still processing all of this, seeing these events play out so similarly yet radically different, and the couch was one thing that snapped him out of this supposed loop a bit. Much of their apartment hadn't changed, but their loveseat seemed to have been replaced by a massive sofa. It made sense when he got the brain power to think about it - Hannah looked big enough now to crush that loveseat all by herself.
Even then, with Hannah and Brit's combined size, this upgrade only ended up with the same practical result - he could feel the unyielding bulges of Brit's thighs press against his. He could again feel her utterly strong shoulders pressing into his comparably soft ones. He almost felt crushed just sitting next to her - it was like he was sitting against warm, curved adamantium.
Hannah quickly came out of the bedroom wearing nothing more than the slightest bikini top and bottom, like nothing else could even ever hope to fit her. Basically her entire body was on display, from her thick neck to her waist-shaming arms to her dangerous curves - and of course, showing off an 8-pack that was thicker than his fist and looked harder than even Brit's own super buff bod.
Hannah had gotten to the point where sitting on his lap at all seemed unrealistic - without even knowing how dense she was, he was sure that her body weight would literally crush him. Sure enough, Hannah sat as partially on him as she could, literally swinging her leg over and planting it as gently as possible on his lap, her enormous ass big enough to still press into his own meager thigh with this maneuver. He could feel Hannah's record-shattering breasts press against his chest - they were much, MUCH bigger than before, so much bigger than even Brittany's porn star rack. As he had become accustomed to by now, he'd wished that she would even more so outclass Brittany in every way, and so she'd become a full foot taller and still far bustier than their neighbor. He could feel her steel-crushing thigh, literally broader around than his own torso was, pressing against his penis, her quads so unbelievably defined that the grooves and canyons between individual muscles were deeper than some people's asses anyways. He had been so unbelievably turned on by all of this that he had been pumping pre into his underwear hands-free just from being near his massive girlfriend - it was really no surprise at this point that he busted a near mythical nut in his pants as soon as his girlfriend placed her huge body even next to him, another one coming in impossible succession just from laying on him with a leg that probably weighed more than he did. She immediately noticed this and flexed her super-powerful thigh against him, causing him to shoot an even bigger load - and his dick didn't even soften, remaining rock hard just by being in contact with her, his girlfriend acting as a natural aphrodisiac.
Not a chance in fucking hell he'd able to focus on the film.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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