Rachel v. Tanya pt 1

Tanya and Rachel had been “friends” since grade school. Growing up, they were competitive - in school, sports, and even for boys they both liked. Perhaps the term frenemies was more accurate. They both went to different colleges but came back together when they both moved back to the same town.

Like many other twenty-somethings, the two were big into comics and cosplay. They loved dressing themselves up in elaborate costumes, then posting to all their social media. They tried to outdo one another and get more likes on their posts. 

For her next comic con, Tanya thought it would be cool to dress up as she-hulk. But slapping on some green make up and a green bikini was not nearly enough to impress her fans. No, she would hit the gym and grow some real muscle to fill out her costume and show that bitch Rachel who the real cosplay champion was.

Rachel started hitting the gym hard, and it was starting to show. She now weighed in at 132 lbs which at 5’3” looked really good on her. She was getting really lean. Her arms and shoulders became striated with muscle, and you could see the blue veins squirming beneath her skin. She had a chiseled six pack, and you could even see some of the serratus and oblique muscles. Looking herself over in the mirror, she was sure that her gains would wow all her fans and make that bitch Tanya jealous as hell.

Then she saw Tanya’s social media post - it was her, at the gym, flexing a bicep that was almost definitely bigger than what Rachel had built. The caption was, “Bulking up for my next cosplay - #goinggreen #hulk” 

Rachel was mad as hell. How dare that bitch try and steal her cosplay idea? Tanya was a little taller at 5’5” and she was naturally a little thicker, too. That had been a source of pride for Rachel in the past, that she was the skinnier of the two. But now she was envious. She vowed to bulk up and be the bigger hulk!

Rachel started eating more protein and pushing heavier weights with less reps. She started to put on some serious mass, bulking up from 132 lbs to 145.  Her biceps had bloated to 15 inches of peaked muscle, and her thighs had engorged to over 20”. She looked like a fitness competitor. And she loved it.

Rachel looked in the mirror at her flexing pecs. They had visible ripples, and a small vein puffed up over her left pec. She wore a blue strappy sports bra and matching blue briefs. 

“Oh man, look at me,” she said to herself. “I’m getting really ripped!”

Then she flexed her abs and saw them solidify into a solid six pack. She tilted her hips from side to side, watching the sexy muscles bunch and roll. She ran her hand up and down them and moaned. The sight of her sexy muscles was turning her on.

The next day at the gym, Rachel wore a tight lycra tank top that showed off her thicker, defined arms and pecs and tight lycra shorts that showed off her bulging glutes and thighs. She grabbed the 25 lb dumbells and started curling.

Then Tanya came sauntering around the corner. Rachel’s mouth dropped when she saw her. She had to be tipping the scales at 155lbs and looked like an amature female bodybuilder. She had 16” biceps and 22” thighs. Her thick waist had gotten thicker, now at least 28” because of the beefy abs in her mid section. They looked like a stack of apples, ripped and striated, and her serratus and obliques stood in cabled relief.

Her chest looked like two blocks of solid muscle. She had notches and veins squirming in the groove between her meaty pecs. 

Rachel gasped, “How the f… steroids?”

Tanya flexed a huge bicep, clearly bigger than Rachel’s, right in her face. “If you want to play with the big boys, little one, you have to be willing to do whatever it takes!”

“Oh yeah?” Rachel replied, “Well I AM willing to do whatever it takes.”

Rachel stood and puffed out her striated chest. “Just wait, bitch, I’m going to ‘roid up and blow up way bigger than you could ever hope to!”

“Good luck, bitch!” Tanya said as she continued working out, enjoying the sight of her now surging musculature.