Brie the Bull

Brie and Angela had been best friends ever since they were in high school. As the years went on, they became closer and closer, to the point where they even shared a common passion for bodybuilding. They trained together, spent rest days together, and even traded 1st and 2nd place between them in many amateur and pro competitions. After a while, Brie started becoming more distant and the two friends started seeing each other less frequently. Brie always said it was just her training becoming increasingly tougher each week and she simply didn’t have much time to hang out with Angela anymore. Then, Brie completely disappeared from her friend’s life without any explanation, only leaving her a text saying she wants to “go one step further with her fitness journey”. Angela tried to reach her on many occasions, but she didn’t have any luck there. A little over a year later, Brie reached out to her friend and invited her over like nothing happened. Even though she was baffled by Brie’s attitude, Angela agreed. The following day, she went to her friend Brie’s house and found a sticky note on the door: “The door is unlocked. Come in!” The muscled female was still a little nervous, but followed the instructions and gently walked in. She had talked with Brie a little via direct messaging, but she didn't know what her friend looked like now, after more than a year. Maybe this was some kind of strange joke or simply a way of surprising her with a new muscle-building drug she obtained in a less-than-legal way. The place seemed empty at first glance and not very clean, but not a complete mess either. Things looked normal enough for the most part. "Anybody here? Brie?" Angela called out. The female bodybuilder then heard a noise coming from another room. A few moments later, a massive naked figure appeared in the doorway, its steps heavy and its frame so wide it only managed to fit because it came in sideways. This massive human being walked through the tight space of the doorway with difficulty, its 6’9’’ body casting a long dominant shadow over Angela.

Angela was completely speechless the moment she was face to face with this one-of-a-kind specimen who apparently was a woman. The thing that made her lose her breath was the utterly ridiculous mass this woman’s was packing. Her chest circumference was simply ridiculous, way more than any Mr. Olympia winner could ever hope to achieve. Her immense round pecs stood out from her frame like giant steel barrels, any trace of fat from her former tits long gone and replaced with pure veiny bulk. Her pierced nipples were big, juicy, and pointing downwards, almost like they were begging to be sucked on. Her monstrous arms were standing at a nearly 45-degree angle because of her bloated midsection, her thick lats creating an obscene V-taper consisting of nothing but pure female beef. Muscles and veins snaked over her huge biceps and thick forearm like snakes under her tight skin. Angela stared in disbelief, watching those veins throb and relax, working overtime to feed each and every large slab of hard muscle with fresh blood. Every one of those veins was just as large as Angela’s finger. Even relaxed, the beast’s biceps were easily thirty inches around. Her shoulders were simply massive boulders mounted at the top of her arms, while her traps looked like mountains that towered shamelessly way over her head. Her ripped abdomen was fully packed with a bulging 8-pack and a pair of meaty obliques that looked absolutely insane. Further down, her thighs and lower legs flared outward like twin pillars of raw power, obscenely packed with muscle. She could easily crush boulders between her legs if she really wanted to. Her pussy was buried deep between those muscular mounds of flesh, yet it was in a constant state of arousal because of the way her legs rubbed against one another with each step she took. Her clit was big and meaty, even more so than a regular man’s cock, pointing outwards and throbbing on its own accord, completely independent of the rest of her involuntary movements. It was hard, filled to the brim with roids, as one could easily notice the many needle marks on it, incredibly strong, and longer than any woman was supposed to have.

Angela just stood there, unable to speak or move, completely baffled at what she was seeing. "Are you surprised? I told you I wanted to make some big gains. You probably thought I was bullshitting." the massive woman said with confidence, her voice still mostly feminine, but deep as well. The immense power she was emanating was simply overwhelming. Each breath made her chest puff out and her entire body pulse. Then Angela finally saw it. This freak of nature was her friend Brie. But her friend was no longer a human being, not even in the exaggerated way the sport of bodybuilding demanded of her. She was something beyond human, something that screamed “forced evolution” out of every pore. Then she noticed something else: tattooed on Brie’s forehead with large black letters was the word “Bull”. She was painfully aware of how utterly filled to the brim with muscle she was and was also madly in love with her current condition. Angela began to tremble as Bull approached her, her steps so heavy they made the floor creak. Those long hard legs had to be near the size of actual columns in order to have a chance of supporting her immense weight, easily more than 500 lbs of muscle. Brie's toes and feet were much smaller by comparison, but somehow they were enough to support the rest of her. Even her face looked vastly different, with a square jaw and bigger cheeks, yet still retaining a good portion of her former feminine beauty. It was clear that she had been injecting massive doses of roids and HGH for the past year, probably even the most hardcore experimental stuff on the black market. Angela was an impressive bodybuilder, standing at 6 feet tall and very lean at 185 pounds, yet she looked laughably small next to Brie. She actually had a hard time processing the fact that any of this was real, at first thinking she was hallucinating. Brie stopped just in front of Angela and stared at her for a few seconds, then hit a double biceps pose. Angela's heart almost stopped as soon as The Bull completed the pose. Those biceps exploded with size, now looking more like two vein-riddled basketballs than parts of human anatomy. Her arms were so ridiculously big they put grown men’s torsos to shame. Angela watched in disbelief as Brie flexed her arms again and again, every inch of her humongous body visibly pulsing with chemically enhanced power.

“Like the new me?” Brie asked rhetorically. It was clear from Angela’s look that she was completely mesmerized by her friend’s overwhelming presence. ”Brie… what did you do…” the smaller woman wanted to say, but was abruptly cut off by the muscle freak. ”You see, ‘Brie’ doesn’t exist anymore. I think ‘Bull’ is more fitting for me, wouldn’t you agree?” she said with a devilish smile as she licked one of her pumped biceps, leaving a trail of saliva on its bloated surface. Then, without warning, Bull reached down and firmly grabbed Angela's crotch with one hand, easily lifting her into the air until their eyes were at the same level. They stared at each other for a few moments, moments in which Angela noticed that Brie’s head was pretty much trapped between her huge traps and bulging neck and shoulder muscles. She was completely unable to turn her head more than a few degrees, no matter how hard she tried. "Worship me!" she growled with her powerful voice. Angela was paralyzed and didn't know how to react to that demand. Bull, still holding her in the air with one hand like she was nothing but a toy, flexed her free one again right in Angela’s face, allowing her to witness the mass of meat shaking from up close. Angela touched Bull's flexed biceps and felt the pumped veins in the palm of her hand. It felt like she was touching a volcano nearing it inevitable eruption. "Squeeze it! See how fucking hard it is!" Bull commanded. Angela did as she was told, squeezing Bull's flexed bicep with all her strength. She could feel the hard, roided meat resisting her firm grip without much effort at all. Brie’s muscles were like chunks of rock buried deep under her skin. Disappointed, Brie let go of her friend like she was a dead weight. Angela landed directly on her ass at Brie’s feet. "You're weak!" the muscle monster added with disgust. Angela looked up at this inhuman being towering over her like a god over a mere mortal. Bull's features were so extreme she was barely classifiable as a human anymore, resembling more of a ridiculous mound of veiny meat. "Worship your goddess, weakling!" Bull commanded, her pussy juice now visibly dripping off her massive quads and dropping right at her feet. Bull lifted her foot and brought her toes in front of Angela's face. Angela gasped, anticipating what she was supposed to do next. "Lick it! Show me how much you love my superior body!" Bull said, her voice sounding more sensual now.

Slowly, or rather cautiously, Angela began licking Brie’s foot, starting with her toes. She used her tongue and plenty of saliva to do it, making the muscle giant of a woman moan for the first time in a good while. Angela felt small, very small, yet there was something undeniably hot about worshiping this new Brie, something she was discovering for the first time in her life. "You’re doing great, Angie! Keep it up! Use your imagination! Worship me!" Bull said, staring down but not expecting to see anything except her inhumanly muscled chest. Angela complied and began licking and caressing Brie’s calf muscle, which at that point was pretty much the size of her own head. A few minutes later, the small woman moved further up and began worshipping Brie’s monstrous quads and hamstrings. The longer she kept the sexual touching and licking up, the better it felt for Bull. Caught up in the moment and not wanting to disappoint a being more than twice her weight, Angela didn’t realize how much her friend’s clit had grown in the past minutes. She only noticed it the moment she went further up, determined to suck on Brie’s pussy, at which point she got smacked in the forehead by her massive throbbing clit. “OH MY FUCKING GOD!!” Angela gasped as she looked up. From up close it was beyond anything she could have ever imagined. The heavy musk that emanated from the girthy tool was overbearing, to the point that it made her feel light-headed, and that only made her attempt at regaining self-control even harder. Angela felt her pussy clench as the monster looked her in the eyes. Her lips opened instinctively and her eyes watered with a mixture of joy and sorrow. She reached for it with her hands, barely able to close her fingers around it. “Good girl! Now... suck it!” Bull ordered. Even though it was the clit of a woman and not a real cock, it sure acted mostly like one. It smelled of masculinity, of virility, of a human being that possessed so much testosterone it could treat hormonal imbalances of hundreds of men with a simple blood transfusion. Her own womanhood was leaking copious amounts of juices, creating a giant wet spot between her legs. The intense heat of the brutally pulsing clit felt good in her hands, and she could sense her fingers sinking into the rough flesh of Bull’s extreme member. Plenty of saliva leaked down the sides of her mouth as she attempted, to the best of her abilities, to take the giant piece of meat into her mouth. Slowly but surely, inch by inch, Angela managed to take more than half of the monster clit into her mouth and then began sucking it thoroughly. The more of it she managed to cover in her abundant drool, the more aroused the superhumanly muscled freak became. The strong smell made its way into her nostrils and sent chills up her spine. Bull’s moans intensified, indicating she was very pleased with the blowjob she was receiving. Angela recalled the many guys she sucked over the years, none of them even coming close to the ridiculous size of her dear friend Brie’s womanly rod. As minutes passed, she grew more and more incapable of thinking about anything other than the clit she was currently slobbering over. “Don’t stop, whore! I’m fucking close!” Bull said on the brink of a massive orgasm. A few moments later, the titaness finally came, releasing a powerful jet of juices from between her massive legs and covering Angela’s face with them. There was so much pussy juice hitting her face that she lost her breath for nearly half a minute. After she finally let the fat rod out of her mouth, she started coughing badly, finally able to take in some much-needed oxygen.

“Not bad for a start, but we’re just getting started! Come with me!” Bull said as she began walking towards the door she emerged from. After the last orgasm, her body looked pumped up and even larger than before. Angela noticed how utterly massive and hard her asscheeks were. They looked like two blocks of granite grinding against each other as she walked, easily able to bend steel between them with a simple flex. Bull could barely fit through the doorway when she appeared earlier, her body being so wide and overmuscled that it defied the norms when it came to acceptable entryways. This time, however, she was so pumped and horny that she rushed through the doorway without bothering to duck or move in any special way, blasting through the wooden doorframe and a good portion of the brick wall with her massive shoulders and ridiculous arms. Angela was utterly shocked and scared at the same time. Just how powerful did her friend Brie become? She followed the muscle freak closely, one single thought lingering on her mind: she didn’t want to get Brie mad under any circumstances. Eventually, the two women reached a set of wooden steps that went straight to Brie’s basement gym. The steps creaked and groaned under the weight of Bull's ridiculous muscles as she descended like a human tank. Angela wondered how on earth those flimsy-looking steps could resist such massive weight. “Don’t worry, I got them reinforced with hard steel!” the answer came swiftly, without her even having to verbalize a question. The basement smelled like a pharmacy, but also of other strange substances Angela couldn’t identify. Bull’s weightlifting equipment was front and center, the walls were made of solid bricks and the floor consisted of nothing but reinforced concrete. Those sets of weights were way heavier than anything one could find in a regular gym. The giant woman walked confidently across the basement to a set of gigantic weights mounted on a thick metal bar and resting on a massive iron rack. Bull stood before the custom-made weights, flexing her neck and back almost involuntarily, stretching her muscles slightly before she got to work.

Bull's neck was a symphony of flexing slabs of muscle and pulsing veins. Angela watched with shock, the whole display making even a muscle enthusiast like herself question if she was looking at something real or some sort of illusion created by the strange smells in the basement. Angela just stared at Bull's overdeveloped body, wondering just how hard her heart had to work in order to pump blood across such a massive surface. The beastly woman stood there for a few moments, completely naked, shaking her arms, flexing and breathing deeply, allowing Angela to take in all of her superior features. Bull then placed her hands on the bar and lifted it from the iron rack with a loud grunt. Angela thought he was hallucinating. She watched with her mouth open in disbelief as the monster lifted the bar full of heavy metal plates, which easily totaled more than 1000 lbs, probably closer to 1500. Bull then turned around and began moving the bar up and down, slowly at first, then increasingly faster. She was doing biceps curls with 3 times her own weight, breathing in and out like some kind of unstoppable machine. Rep after rep, Bull lifted the bar again and again, making her arms bulge and throb with insane size and ludicrous definition. It was the kind of veiny biceps meat that would make even the most hardcore bodybuilding fans puke in disgust, yet Bull felt like still had so much growing to do until she was satisfied. After the 20th rep, she gave Angela a devilish smile as abundant sweat started pouring down her head, emphasizing her large forehead tattoo. “This is how Bull works out! Like what you see, weakling?” she said with confidence as she continued to do biceps curls. Angela was a big bodybuilder by normal standards, but Bull was unlike anything she had ever seen before, even in movies or comics. She watched Bull go again and again with increasing excitement, the iron plates rattling violently as Bull lifted like a feral beast, veins and muscles blowing up bigger on her arms, pecs, shoulders, and traps in a lewd display of raw power. Bull's legs looked like two obscenely veined tree trunks planted on the concrete floor, her pussy leaking a small river each time she completed another grueling rep.

Bull performed a total of 50 reps, yet it looked and felt like way more for Angela. When she was done, her entire upper body was extremely pumped, especially her bloated biceps which looked like they were on the brink of bursting out of her skin. She placed the bar back on the rack with a loud thud, making the whole metal structure shake when the weight made contact. The freak then flexed once again, this time hitting a most muscular so intense her muscles nearly doubled in size, threatening to crush her own head between the solid mounts of female bulk. She roared like a beast from the wilds as she flexed, shaking Angela to her very core. “Lose the clothes! I wanna fuck!” Bull said as she finally relaxed her body after the pose was completed. Angela slowly removed her clothes while her ears were ringing with Bull’s heavy breathing and the hard pounding of her overworked heart. The monstrous woman’s clit looked even harder than before. Bull was watching her, studying her even, as she imagined how she was gonna wreck her hole with her fat member. Just for good measure, the muscled freak grabbed a syringe full of steroids from a nearby gym bag and dumped all of its contents directly into her clit. Angela could see the already ridiculous piece of meat pulsing violently as it began growing right before her very eyes. “OH FUCK YEAH!! FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!! LOOK AT IT GO!” Brie said as she started salivating, unable to control herself during the process. Her pussy looked like a waterfall, cumming nonstop as her clit became even more extreme than before. The extra length wasn’t that much give it was already much bigger than a full-blown pornstar dick, but the extra thickness more than made up for it. Simply put, Brie’s clit was nearly as thick as a soda can, the skin so stretched the smallest touch was able to give her a mind-bending orgasm instantly. “GET ON THE BENCH AND SHOW ME THAT FUCKING PUSSY!!” Bull ordered, looking absolutely mad with lust. Angela assumed the missionary position in the indicated place and spread her asscheeks, waiting for her bowels to be obliterated by the roided freak that was her best friend.

Not wanting to waste a single moment more, Bull grabbed her friend’s ass and brutally plunged her throbbing monster clit directly into her pussy. What the horny freak did not take into account was the fact that her clit was now much bigger than Angela’s hole, but she was so consumed by lust that she completely ignored such a meaningless detail. The bodybuilder woman screamed in pain as she felt her pussy lips get pushed aside by her friend’s humongous girl-cock, followed by such a rough penetration that she felt like she was either gonna die or pass out. She could not believe the sensation of her stomach getting stretched out by that massive clit, having her cervix broken through as if Bull entered her with a battering ram. Her mind was getting completely wrecked as the feeling of her womb getting stretched out just drowned out every other feeling she was capable of experiencing at that moment. The member’s violent throbbing made it act like a biological, low-frequency vibrator, banging against the walls of her pussy like it had a mind of its own. The monstrous bodybuilder was, however, intent on railing her as hard as possible, and she was not in any position to object. “I LOVE IT!! I LOVE THIS FUCKING TIGHT HOLE!!” Bull moaned as she moved her hips like an industrial piston. Her own pussy was on fire because of the intense stimulation she was experiencing all over her fat clit, which only made her squirt and cum again and again. Angela’s body felt like a ragdoll in the hands of the much bigger female or rather a sexual object that existed only for Bull’s pleasure. Brie’s pace only increased the more she went at it, moving in and out of Angela with no regard for her wellbeing. Wet, vulgar slapping, high-intensity thrusting, loud moaning, and animalistic grunting were now the only sounds that could be heard in Brie’s basement. Abundant sweat was leaking down their muscular bodies, especially between the deep valleys created by Bull’s humongous pulsing muscles. An endless series of deep moans left Angela’s lips as she felt her insides being filled up, stretched out, again and again, with seemingly no end in sight. She screamed as she reached orgasm time and time again, her pussy clenching as hard as it could to the massive meaty rod out of sheer feminine instinct. A feeling of extreme pleasure nuked her brain as she felt the musclebound freak’s immense strength piling onto her from behind, the intense heat of their bodies intensifying the more Bull fucked her. She squirted continuously on Brie’s humongous legs, the combination of their juices dripping all over the floor and creating a massive pool of depravity. None of them knew how long they were gonna keep on fucking, but it was crystal clear that Bull was far from being satisfied. After dozens or maybe even hundreds of extreme orgasms, Angela’s mind was starting to make peace with the idea that she would spend the rest of her life with the new Brie, helping her grow even bigger and pleasuring her whenever she wanted. She would also want to get a matching tattoo on her forehead, one that would read “Bull’s slave”.