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A Taste of Power
It must of been late in my Junior year when I dated someone who liked to play... well, rough. Not abusive just more physical than I had ever experienced before. I don't even remember the guys name now but he took my transformation in whole new direction.
Fooling around in the back of his car and getting pinned to the back seat, I felt a new desire coming from the large varsity wrestler sitting on top of me. He loved the dominance over me but digging deep into his emotions, I felt his urge for me to fight back. My muscles began to slightly swell and fill with strength I had never known.
He looked surprised as I pushed back, but could feel he wanted more. A new rush of strength filled me and was soon able to get out from under him. My body was on fire and wanted more. This power felt like a drug, but fear at being discovered came over me and stopped him before we went any further. I had to get out and just run.
With so much new energy, I ran all the way home without feeling a bit of exhaustion. That was more exercise than I had ever done. Hell, it was the only exercise I had ever done. Up in my room, I stripped down to see how my body reacted to this new development. Holy crap, I looked amazing.
I had never looked so tone and lean. There was a undercoating of tight muscle that reacted to my every movement. My boobs even looked bigger as I examined every angle of this new physique. I think this body type is a keeper.
As with every transformation, I chose clothes that hid or concealed my body. At least for awhile, then I slowly wore more revealing attire to introduce the new Meg. This time was no different. I received mostly positive reaction and spent time tweaking this hardbody. Firm here and tone there.
The best reaction to my new physique was from my friends and especially Jessica. She joined a gym and started a rigorous workout not long after. She would never admit it, but we had an unspoken competition since that Summer at the pool when we were 13. Jess had always been the center of attention until then. She was so gorgeous and would have easily put me to shame if not for my unique gift.
Another year went by and we finally graduated High School. Jess worked hard for her rockin' bod but it still was nowhere like mine. One night over the Summer, we had a heart to heart at the lake. After a long night of laughing and reminiscing, she says "How have you done it, Meg? Your body is incredible but I've been your best friend forever and never seen you as much as lift a single thing."
I hadn't thought of that and was stunned for a moment. My naturally lazy persona didn't mesh with this high-octane body. I could explain my breasts and curves as natural but not this muscle tone.
"Umm, I belong to a great gym with an incredible trainer," I lied completely. Jess quickly responded with the two words I hoped she wouldn't say. "Which one?"
Crap. I knew which gym she belonged to and the other popular ones around town. I couldn't say those and get caught in this lie. But where? What was out of the way, yet believable? I remembered an old run-down gym in the industrial district. Perfect, since none of us would be caught dead down there. A real rough neighborhood. "It's... ummm... near the river in the district. You wouldn't know it."
"Holy shit Meg, you mean Angelo's!"
I hated working out, but Jessica caught me in a lie and now I had no choice. She insisted that she come down and try it out since it had done "wonders" for me. I lied again and said they were closed for a few weeks. Anything to stall. I needed to get a membership and a feel for the place.
The next day I drove down and found the seedy little gym called Angelo's. It was early in the morning with no one there yet. I walked through the door and let out a timid "hello". The equipment looked ancient and kinda smelled. After a minute with no response, I let out a louder "HELLO". Out came an older man from the other room. He introduced himself as Angelo with a thick accent. It's not a place I would typically go to but for some reason it felt like home.
My lying to Jess had gotten me here, so I decided to be honest with Angelo. Well, as honest as I could be. I blathered on about Jessica, the last few years and even never being to a gym or having worked out before. He just nodded, listening intently then simply said "I will help you, my Megan."
It must of been late in my Junior year when I dated someone who liked to play... well, rough. Not abusive just more physical than I had ever experienced before. I don't even remember the guys name now but he took my transformation in whole new direction.
Fooling around in the back of his car and getting pinned to the back seat, I felt a new desire coming from the large varsity wrestler sitting on top of me. He loved the dominance over me but digging deep into his emotions, I felt his urge for me to fight back. My muscles began to slightly swell and fill with strength I had never known.
He looked surprised as I pushed back, but could feel he wanted more. A new rush of strength filled me and was soon able to get out from under him. My body was on fire and wanted more. This power felt like a drug, but fear at being discovered came over me and stopped him before we went any further. I had to get out and just run.
With so much new energy, I ran all the way home without feeling a bit of exhaustion. That was more exercise than I had ever done. Hell, it was the only exercise I had ever done. Up in my room, I stripped down to see how my body reacted to this new development. Holy crap, I looked amazing.
I had never looked so tone and lean. There was a undercoating of tight muscle that reacted to my every movement. My boobs even looked bigger as I examined every angle of this new physique. I think this body type is a keeper.
As with every transformation, I chose clothes that hid or concealed my body. At least for awhile, then I slowly wore more revealing attire to introduce the new Meg. This time was no different. I received mostly positive reaction and spent time tweaking this hardbody. Firm here and tone there.
The best reaction to my new physique was from my friends and especially Jessica. She joined a gym and started a rigorous workout not long after. She would never admit it, but we had an unspoken competition since that Summer at the pool when we were 13. Jess had always been the center of attention until then. She was so gorgeous and would have easily put me to shame if not for my unique gift.
Another year went by and we finally graduated High School. Jess worked hard for her rockin' bod but it still was nowhere like mine. One night over the Summer, we had a heart to heart at the lake. After a long night of laughing and reminiscing, she says "How have you done it, Meg? Your body is incredible but I've been your best friend forever and never seen you as much as lift a single thing."
I hadn't thought of that and was stunned for a moment. My naturally lazy persona didn't mesh with this high-octane body. I could explain my breasts and curves as natural but not this muscle tone.
"Umm, I belong to a great gym with an incredible trainer," I lied completely. Jess quickly responded with the two words I hoped she wouldn't say. "Which one?"
Crap. I knew which gym she belonged to and the other popular ones around town. I couldn't say those and get caught in this lie. But where? What was out of the way, yet believable? I remembered an old run-down gym in the industrial district. Perfect, since none of us would be caught dead down there. A real rough neighborhood. "It's... ummm... near the river in the district. You wouldn't know it."
"Holy shit Meg, you mean Angelo's!"
I hated working out, but Jessica caught me in a lie and now I had no choice. She insisted that she come down and try it out since it had done "wonders" for me. I lied again and said they were closed for a few weeks. Anything to stall. I needed to get a membership and a feel for the place.
The next day I drove down and found the seedy little gym called Angelo's. It was early in the morning with no one there yet. I walked through the door and let out a timid "hello". The equipment looked ancient and kinda smelled. After a minute with no response, I let out a louder "HELLO". Out came an older man from the other room. He introduced himself as Angelo with a thick accent. It's not a place I would typically go to but for some reason it felt like home.
My lying to Jess had gotten me here, so I decided to be honest with Angelo. Well, as honest as I could be. I blathered on about Jessica, the last few years and even never being to a gym or having worked out before. He just nodded, listening intently then simply said "I will help you, my Megan."
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Said Becky, John snorting at that. "Do you really believe in that bullshit? There is nothing such as a good luck charm, that old hag scammed me and stole my money!To hell wit her and the whole stupid pawn shop!" The jock complained. "And who cares if it's a scam?It's beautiful and unique, none in school has anything like this!" She cheered, looking down at the jewelry. John didn't seem too convinced as he just rolled his eyes. Becky finished her ice cream as she smirked, getting an idea. "Aw, c'mon! Don't be like that, I can make it worthwhile for you~" She said in a seductive tone, pressing her breasts against his arm. John smirked, a bulge appearing in jeans. "To my place then." Arriving at John's apartment, the two were furiously kissing while going in. John closed the door, not even bothering to lock it, as Becky was unzipping his jeans, his 8 inch cock springing out slapping against the cheerleader's face.She gave it a long lick from base to tip causing John to grunt. Wasting no time, she put his penis into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down, sucking on it, all while looking up at him with her radiant blue eyes. She was swallowing deeper and deeper, up until to the point of deepthroating him. Suddenly, the red piece of jewelry around Becky's neck started glowing red, a red ominous aura surrounding Becky's entire body.John felt slowly getting weaker and weaker. His muscles began visibly deflating and he was becoming shorter. To the contrary, Becky's clothes started feeling out as her muscles began growing, her shoulders and the entire frame widening. In sudden shock and fear John attempted to slap her away from him, but to his even greater surprise, he couldn't move. He was stuck in the same position at the growing girl's mercy. "What the fuck is going?! Whatever you are doing Becky stop this instant!" He cried out, but to no avail. Becky didn't even hear his pleads for help, too intoxicated by the pleasure of growth to hear anything. She was letting out muffled moans as she continued to grow. Her shirt was barely containing her muscles as tears started appearing all over it. Her height was increasing too as her skirt was slowly becoming a mini skirt. She was sucking on his  faster and faster. Despite his fear and shock John was dreadfully close to release. She continued growing and he continued shrinking.Finally, he finished, shooting a streak of cum down Becky's throat which she gulped down gladly.  John took a couple of steps backwards as he looked at his new form. He was reduced to a skinny 5'3 feet tall midget. There seemingly wasn't even an ounce of muscle on his body. On the contrary, Becky was now far taller. Even when crouching she was at John's eye level. As she stood up to her new amazonian height of 6'7 her clothes snapped and tore apart as she moved to examine her new perfect body. Her body was covered in ripped, shredded bulging muscles from head to toe. Her shoulders were boulders of power and dominance and her chest had grown a cup bigger. She didn't even need a bra anymore as her powerful pecs gave all the support her chest would need. She now had six pack abs, a thick vein sexily running down her midsection. Her arms were beautifully sculpted. Flexing them, Becky brought them to an astounding 30 inches! She traced a finger across one in amazement, captivated by it's size. "Wow.." She muttered as she couldn't help but bite her lip with arousal. She then looked down seeing her legs which were absolute tree trunks. Simply one glance at them and anyone would know with certainty that crushing watermelons is no difficult task for them.  "Wow this is.. I look amazing and so hot! I have bigger muscles than anyone in school!" She laughed cheerfully, doing a crab flex. John looked at this horrified. All his hard work, all of the years he put in perfecting and sculpting his body were now gone, all of it transferred to his girlfriend. "You stupid bitch, you stole all of my muscles! How am I supposed to go out now?!" He snapped at her, yelling furiously, tears appearing in his eyes. Becky looked at John as she began laughing. "You look pathetic! This is supposed to be the star of the football team?! I bet one of my thighs has more muscle than your entire body does! But, looks like one thing didn't shrink." She said, eyeing his, despite cumming minutes ago, erect cock. It was still the same size as before. Becky bit her lips, fondling her breasts.Her nipples were already erect and her sex was dripping sex fluid on the floor. She slowly approached John, like a predator would to it's prey. "You took all my muscle and now you want to take all of my dignity, too? Leave me alone!" He cried out. "You can say that all you want but your cock doesn't agree as far as I can see."John knew that she was right.He was right now going through a roller coaster of emotion. He sure was angered, but he also felt overwhelming lust and arousal for Becky. He wanted her, to be dominated by her which was the part that scared him the most.  Becky was now in front of him as she effortlessly picked him up by his shirt and brought him over to the bed, placing him down. She kneeled above him, her pussy right above his excited member. She slammed her dripping hole on his manhood with a powerful moan. Her vaginal muscles also got a boost meaning that they were gripping and milking John's cock more than ever before causing him to grunt. She pinned his arms down with ease as she started jumping up and down on his cock with loud thuds. Becky felt amazing, she never knew that being the dominant one in sex could feel so good, that completely overpowering her partner could be so enjoyable. She absolutely loved the sensation her new muscles gave her. One could even call it an addiction with how much she enjoyed it. "Oh god, yes! This is what I needed!" She yelled in ecstasy, becoming rougher and rougher. John was enjoying this as much as she was as he was looking up at her perfect breasts jumping up and down. Her body was now more perfect than it has ever been and he got to experience it first hand.With a powerful series of moans Becky finished, squirting her love juices all over John's manhood. John would follow by shooting a load of cum into her pussy.  Rolling off of him, Becky was laying next to John, breathing heavily, her chest heaving up and down. John was staring into the  ceiling contemplating what had just happened and his own emotions. He felt bitter and angry that she forced herself onto him like that but deep down he felt like this was the best sex he ever had.His trance and train of thought was broken by Becky's girly voice. "This was the best sex I ever had, I never knew that being this strong would feel this good! If I knew that it would have turned out like this I would have asked you to buy it for me sooner!" She laughed. "But, now that you are a skinny weakling I don't see a purpose in staying with you. With this new upgrade I could have any man I want and there are much hotter guys than you out there now." She said, getting off of the bed. "First you steal my muscles, than my dignity then you decide to leave me?! God, Becky, don't you have any sympathy for me?! If it weren't for me you would never have that body so be at least a little grateful, damnit!" He yelled, his face reddening and tears streaming down his face. He was finally reaching a breaking point. However, Becky didn't care. She just gave him a disgusted look as she went towards the bathroom and wrapped a towel around her waist, barely covering her body. She opened the door and left, leaving John completely alone. 
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What did he mean "My Megan?"