Celine 6

Ken and Celine continued this routine of work outs and sex in their home gym for hours every day. Jealous of his burgeoning muscle, Celine started abusing steroids herself.

Within weeks she looked absolutely unreal. She had turned herself into a monster. The sexiest monster on the planet. She now weighed 240 lbs. She was thicker than she was tall. She knew this because they measured each other daily, reveling at their growth which usually spurred them to lustful, muscle-worship sex. 

Celine’s arms were 25” and her quads a freaky 38” thick. She had razor-sharp definition, with less than 1% body fat. Every time she moved, her muscles cascaded with waves of sinew across her entire form, including her neck and her face.  She looked in the mirror and loved what she had become. She flexed her traps, which practically swallowed her head as they reached past her ears. They looked like meat appendages growing on top of her back, and they were covered in striations and veins. She flexed her lats and they inflated like meat wings, covered in sinew and freakish veins. They reached past her elbows and lifted her arms, which she could not lower past 45 degrees when she flexed her lats.

“I’m so. Fucking. Jacked!” she said, her voice deeper still and so filled with gravel it was practically raspy.

Ken chuckled, then growled in his own raspy voice. “You are jacked. But check this out.”

Ken did a double bicep pose and his arms stopped at 90 degrees when his forearms slammed into his bulging biceps, which pressed against shoulders bigger than bowling balls. A network of veins rose and squirmed in freakish vascularity.

“Oh fuck, I’m so freaky!” He said as his cock hardened, pushing his tiny posing briefs away from his waist. He rested his fists on his hips and flexed his chest. The huge blocks of man-beef were the size of toasters, splattered with veins and striations. Then he started rolling them, and waves of rippling sinew cascaded from his neck down to his nipples. Celine was huge, but Ken was even huger.

Celine’s brain was now so hard-wired with muscle lust that she couldn’t help but lay her hands all over Ken’s massively muscular form. Their workouts turned into worship sessions, with Ken pumping his already huge muscles larger, and Celine so overcome with lust that she could only masturbate or mount him while he pushed those big weights. 

Ken continued to grow, pushing the scales at a  scary huge, 285 lbs. of mass. He now looked wider than he was tall. He put his hands on his hips, the slight movement causing meat wings to flare and slap against his mammoth triceps. He flexed his mighty chest. Bulges of striated muscle swelled beneath the skin. Veins as thick as fingers wrapped around his freaky pecs, which jutted out six inches from his  sternum.

“Get me another injection. Twice the dose!” he rasped in his deep baritone voice.

Celine, so enthralled with the idea of Ken’s muscles growing even huger, hurried to comply. Ken grunted as she stuck the needle deep into his ass and depressed the plunger, sending a huge amount of the steroid cocktail into his bloodstream.

“Unnghh yeah…” he rasped as his already freakish vascularity increased further. Veins puffed up on his forehead, his cheeks, and his jaw bone. He grit her teeth and flexed his pecs, his lats, his biceps and his  thighs.

“Ughh, yeah!” he groaned. After a full minute, he felt a burning sensation in his muscles and flexed harder. Five minutes went by as his  muscles practically vibrated.

“Fuuuck!” he moaned. His muscles were on fire. The bulges of his chest started twitching. He grunted and flexed even harder. Finger-sized veins squirmed like worms, pumping the growth cocktail through his system.

“Yessss!” he breathed. He seemed to grow right before Celine’s eyes. His cock engorged mightily, tearing the posing briefs right off his body. 

He turned toward Celine, completely naked, and said, “I’m fucking horny!” 

“Oh fuck yes!” Celine cried as she jumped onto him, wrapping her arms around his super-muscular torso, which was so thick she couldn’t get her arms around him. 

Instead she just held on to his brick-like triceps and rested her monster-thick quads on his shredded obliques. 

Ken shoved his huge, hard cock into Celine’s sopping wet pussy, and wrapped his hands around her muscular, shredded hips. He bucked his hips, and Celine ground hers, as they fucked standing until both of them came.

Ken put Celine, now breathless, down on the bench and turned toward the mirror. The huge naked mass of muscle bulging and sweating in the reflection was enough to make him get hard again. He rubbed his hands along his chest. He looked down flexing his pecs again loving that he could no longer see below past the muscled mounds. He flexed them harder watching them pump to immense size filling up with veins ready to burst with power. He flexed one more time looking at the digital scale across the room. 

The huge muscleman started to walk feeling his whole body tremble from the immense weight, his leg muscles brushing up against each other making it almost hard to walk. He stepped on the scale with anticipation hearing it strain under his weight waiting for a number to pop up on the red LED display. He cracked a smile watching the number 325 pop on the display.

“Check it out, babe, I’m fucking HUGE!”

Ken hauled up his right arm watching the huge bicep start to swell from his thick arm, exploding to immense size, huge ropey veins covering every inch of his skin as it stretched trying to hold back his freakish size. 

“Mmmf yes so huge!!” Celine replied, stroking her pussy at the sight of his massive bicep.

Ken flexed his muscles wildly. He couldn’t believe how unbelievably huge he was getting. He grinned flexing again, feeling a throbbing power deep inside him that needed to be released. He flexed harder feeling it grow even stronger inside of him taking over his body. Ken moaned feeling like he was going to cum again. His body was uncontrollably flexing. He didn’t want it to stop, he wanted to keep going - it felt so good, so right. He flexed again holding a double bicep pose feeling the rush of energy fill up his body, he watched as every muscle almost seem to swell even the ones he wasn’t flexing.

“FUCK yeah!! So fucking good….. MORE!!” Ken rasped.

The huge, sweaty muscle beast snarled, flexing again, hitting a most muscular pose. His body surged with power, every muscle pumped to an incredible size, looking like they would burst. He laughed feeling his cock raging and rock hard, totally entranced with his own body. Celine just looked on in awe, shoving her fingers in and out of her sopping wet pussy, and pinching her nipples.

“YES! More! MMFF!! MORE!!” Ken shouted. Celine joined in, shouting “GROW, YOU MASSIVE FUCKING MEATHEAD!”

Ken flexed every muscle as hard as he could watching his body tremble in the mirror turning beat red, a look of power filling his eyes. His thickening cock was gushing mounds of pre-cum on the floor. His skin started to feel like it was on fire as he gritted his teeth, his heart pounding faster. He had the power inside him, begging him to push harder. He looked in the mirror again staring at his huge body looking freakier then ever, almost scared of what might happen, but needing to find out. Ken started to moan as the power started to get impossibly intense, his breaths getting faster. 

“I’M SO CLOSE!!! GRRRRRAHHHHHHHH”

Ken closed up his fist letting out a roar watching his body shake violently in the mirror when he felt an explosion inside. His pecs suddenly started swelling impossibly bigger, stretching out from his body filling up with more muscle.

“GRRR MORE, GIVE ME MORE!!” Ken shouted. Celine, still masturbating furiously, was approaching her third orgasm, and shouted, “FUCK YES, GROW YOU MONSTER!”

Ken’s forearms bulged, four times thicker than any normal man. His biceps expanded with rippling, vascular muscle, looking bigger than a man’s waist. His legs started to expand away from each other swelling up faster and bigger becoming insanely huge, muscles growing he never even knew existed started popping up making him look like a giant muscle monster, his legs now bigger than anyone had ever seen. Ken crunched his abs while flexing his immense arms, the rock hard abs explode beneath his skin looking more like a fucking 12 pack of solid muscle. He heard his body strain and groan as his muscles expanded like they were stretching out in every direction. The muscle beast grinned grunting with only one thing on his mind

“Bigger!! Ungh, BIGGER!!!!!” Ken cried. Celine was moaning wildly now, unbelievably oversexed, watching Ken’s muscles grow right before her eyes. She moaned, “So fucking huge! GET BIGGER”

Ken’s back bubbled up with new sinewy bulges, filling up with power and size. His pumpkin-sized shoulders rippled with growth, making his body nearly 6 feet wide. Ken flared up his obscene lats watching them get roped in veins and swelling up even bigger. He flexed his massive traps, watching as they crawled up his neck toward his ears. 

Ken’s giant cock swelled larger, pushing close to 14 inches of pure man-meat. Ken grabbed his shaft and stroked it, feeling it surge with power. He balled up the fist of his free hand, curling his arm as his biceps exploded to a staggering 32 inches of solid muscle.

“AHHHHHHH YES!!!!” Ken roared, flexing again and grunting, as his cock started bucking. His chin touched his pecs as he flexed, his head swallowed by the muscles of his massive neck and chest. He roared louder as his cock exploded, sending streams of cum on the mirror.

He finally collapsed onto his hands and knees, exhausted. Celine was a sweaty, cum-covered mess from her own exertions. “That was unbelievable,” she breathed.

Still breathing heavy, Ken sauntered over to the the scale. He stepped on it, waiting with anticipation. The LED display read, 350.

“That’s unreal!” Celine said in disbelief.

“Yeah,” Ken snickered. “Believe it, babe, cuz that number is just the start. I’m gonna grow even huger!” he said with a massive double-bicep flex that made Celine instantly horny again.