Alisa 2

“I feel even more energized! All this horny energy makes me want to pump iron. Come on,” Alisa said. She pulled on a lacy black thong that was sheer and nearly see through in the front. But she didn’t seem to care about exposing herself to the public as she strode out of the locker room.

She entered the weight room, oblivious to the stares she was drawing, and loaded a bar with 250lbs. She lay down on the bench and hefted the heavy weight.

“Oh yeah, I feel so fucking jacked up!” she said, bringing the weight down, then powering it back up. I watched the muscles of her pecs bunch and bulge, casing her tits to dance, as she pushed the weight up again and again. After ten reps, she racked the weight, got up, and put another 50 lbs on the bar.

“It’s these new ‘roids!” she said, not caring what I thought or who else heard. “They’re supposed to be used on race horses, but I’ve been injecting them straight up! They’re freaky, baby!” she cried, laying down again.

She hefted the 300lb weight off the bar and proceeded to press it. The feat of strength was amazing and horny enough to have me getting hard again, even so soon after cuming. Alisa was relentless, pressing rep after rep with a weight that I couldn’t hope to bench once. She racked the weight and leapt off the bench again.

Then she grabbed my neck roughly and shoved her tongue in my mouth, aggressively mashing my tongue around in a sloppy french kiss. She let me go and chuckled. “What’s wrong, babe, don’t you just love all this mass?” She said, flexing a bicep.

And I did. But, “Horse steroids? Could that be dangerous?” I asked.

Alisa put her hands on her hips in a superhero pose. “Look at me babe. I’m healthy as a horse!” Then she slammed a fist against her chest with a huge slap. I stood there incredulous, watching my butched-out girlfriend in a tight-fitting tank and a near-translucent thong, ready to bust out of what little clothes she was left wearing because of her burgeoning muscular mass. It was the hottest thing I ever saw, and I was instantly hard as a rock.

Alisa noticed, and grinned. “See? You do like it!” Then she layed down and cranked out another set, this time at 325lbs. It was unbelievable.

As she finished that set, a staff member came over. “Ma’m, I’m going to have to ask you to put some clothes on,” the athletic-looking woman said.

Immediately, irrationally, Alisa’s face twisted into an angry snarl. “Fuck you, bitch!” she cried, and shoved the woman away with one hand. She had bulked up so much that the shove sent the woman flying backward, sliding on her ass.

“Ha, you see that?” she gloated to me. “I’m so jacked, none of these weaklings can even stand next to me!”

I was shocked, embarrassed, and turned on all at the same time. “Hey, Alisa, maybe we should get out of here. Maybe head home, and continue this in the bedroom.”

Alisa smiled a toothy grin. “All this muscle has you as horny as it has me, doesn’t it?” she said, bouncing her pecs, causing her boobs to dance under her tight tank.

“But I don’t wanna leave yet,” she said. “In fact, I want to pump up this bod some more!” then she reached into a pack and pulled out a syringe. She injected her ass, depressed the plunger, and moaned.

“Ohhh yeah, this stuff burns, baby!” she hissed. She closed her eyes and her whole body tensed, and she started shaking. Then her eyes shot open. 

“Oh YEAH!” she cried, “I feel SUPERCHARGED NOW!” she said. She walked over to the bar, which still had 325 lbs loaded onto it, and hoisted it off the rack. Then she started to curl it.

I gasped, thinking she was going to hurt herself. But to my amazement, the bar slowly rose. Alisa grit her teeth, her arms shaking, biceps exploding from her arms. Her thighs were flexed, and they looked so jacked, like gnarled watermelons, and I could see her calve muscles flaring out from the front. Shit, she was so jacked!

She powered the weight up to her chest, took a huge gulp of air, then lowered it back down to her thighs. Then she hefted it again. Then again, and again. She did seven reps before she released the weight, letting it slam onto the floor.

“OH YEAH, BABE, CHECK OUT THESE GUNS!” she cried, flexing up a double bicpep pose. Huge piles of writing muscle inflated on her biceps, encrusted with veins, and her gnarled, mutant triceps bulged downward.

Just then, two muscular men in staff shorts strode toward her.

“Ma’m,” one of them said, “we’re going to have to ask you to leave.”

Alisa looked at them and grit her teeth. I swear I could see muscle striations even in her cheeks. Her traps engorged, climbing toward her ears.

“FUCK YOU!” she hissed.

One of them made the mistake of grabbing her wrist. She twisted her hand and grabbed his arm, then pulled, hard. With a loud pop, his arm came right out of the socket and he collapsed, writhing in pain.

Before the other guy could react, Alisa surged forward and rammed her muscle-backed chest into his, which sent him crashing to the ground. She walked up and stomped on his chest with one leg, powering down into a most muscular pose. Her traps flared higher and her lats engorged, tearing through her tank top, which fell to the floor. Her c-cup tits sat high and separated on huge pectoral plates, and her nipples were huge and hard.

Under her foot, the man’s chest had completely collapsed. He wouldn’t be getting up.

Alisa strode toward me with a shit-eating grin. “These fucking weeklings are nothing to me!” she cried. “Now lets take care of that hard cock of yours!” she said.

Then she squatted slightly and her ass cheeks flared with muscular striations. Muscles in her lower abs bulged, and the thong couldn’t take it and tore right off. Her pussy was already dripping wet. She threw me down on a bench and mounted me, right there, in front of a dozen onlookers.

“Oh fuck YEAH!” she cried, pounding me painfully. “I’m HUGE, BABY!” she cried, flexing into a double biceps pose as she pummeled me. “And I’m GONNA GET EVEN HUGER!”

She came like a fountain, blasting my cock with juices, and I couldn’t help but cum myself. A grabbed her granite-hard abs and moaned a high-pitched whine as my cock pumped my cum into her hungry snatch.