Val 2

She stood, put her hands on her hips, and said, “Now watch this!”

Val put her hands on her hips and thrust out her chest. Those tight C-cup tits strained the stretchy fabric of her top near to bursting. It started tearing as her pec muscles slowly bloated with more mass.

“Oh yeahh!” Val moaned as her pecs hypertrophied while Sam watched. Her top tore right down the center, exposing pert, firm tits with no jiggle, backed by inch-thick pectoral masses. But as Val held her flex, Sam saw something that both sickened and infatuated him at the same time. It looked like the expanding muscles of Val’s chest were eating her breasts alive as stacks of corded muscle surged and expanded while her breasts slowly receded to a B-cup.

As Sam’s mouth dropped open at the sight of Val’s pecs eating her own breasts, replacing firm breast tissue with solid muscle mass, Val said, “What’s wrong, Sam? Can’t handle a little muscle control?”

Then she flexed her left pec. The muscle fibers bulged, jutting her left tit forward. She Then flexed her right pec. The pec bulged, blasting her right tit forward. Sam was speechless, watching her chest transform into something that would shame a male bodybuilder. 

Then Sam smiled maniacally, saying, “Who needs tits with pecs like these?”

Then she grit her teeth, grunted, and flexed harder. Her pec muscles surged, suddenly expanding and enveloping the remaining tit-flesh of her breasts. Her hypertrophied chest muscle literally consumed the remaining breast tissue and fat, leaving two huge, striated, phone-book-sized blocks of angular mass.

“Oh yeah, baby, check out these beefy pecs!” Val cried, bouncing her man-shaming pecs.

Sam gagged, but his cock was hard as a rock. He was both confused and aroused by his body’s conflicting reactions. But Val just drank it all in, getting off on his disgust and his arousal.

Val licked her lips and said, “I’m glad you enjoyed the show. But it’s far from over!” 

Then she grabbed a syringe. “You see, the additional testosterone in this needle is going to jack me up even more! Just watch!” Then she jabbed the needle into her thigh and squeezed the plunger. She moaned sensually as she felt the megadose of male hormones, five times what a normal man would have, absorb into her body.

Then she squatted and flexed her big thighs. Pencil-sized veins engorged as gnarled, mutant-sized muscles bulged out above her knee. Her calves expanded as well, expanding into cantaloupe-sized heart-shaped masses.

Sam just stared in amazement as Val’s legs filled out to the size you’d see on a freakishly huge male bodybuilder.

Val grinned maniacally, drinking in Sam’s disgust and arousal. Then she flexed her arms. Football-sized bulges grew upward, and horsehoe-masses grew downward. Her arms inflated to well over twenty inches of vascular, hard beef. As Val held the flex, an apple-sized bulge bloated on top of her already huge, football-sized bicep. It was freakish, and Sam shook his head, appalled. But his cock bucked when Val’s shirt tore away from her shoulders and fell away, leaving her completely topless, her upper body looking like a bulging muscular adonis.

Then Val released her flex and crunched her abs, which exploded into a stack of pool-cue-sized bulges, racked on each side by striated serratus and obliques. She held the flex, grunting slowly, as those pool-cue bulges grew to orange-size, then softball-sized masses. Val’s waist expanded by inches due to the expanding girth of her abdominal wall. The waist of her skirt couldn’t take it anymore and it tore and fell away, leaving Val clad only in a black, lacy thong. 

When Sam saw her crotch, as angular and vascular as the rest of her, he gagged again.

“You’re so… disgusting…” Sam stammered, yet his arousal was at an all-time high, with his cock as hard as a rock and standing at full attention.

Val chuckled, then she strode forward and grasped Sam’s hard cock. He grunted, feeling her vice-like grip. Val only smiled, then leaned in close to Sam’s ear. 

“Your cock sure seems to like it,” she said, stroking him slowly. She pressed her big pecs into his. Sam moaned, almost despite himself. Her strength, her power, it was intoxicating.

She pressed her thick, hard body against his, trapping his cock between the blocks of her thick abdominal wall. Then she methodically, rhythmically flexed them, rolling her rock-hard abdominal wall up and down his cock. Sam was overwhelmed with the horny sexual tension of the moment, and his cock started to buck. Just before he came, Sam backed away and clamped her muscular lips over his cockhead. He moaned as he shot his load. Val sucked up every drop.

“MMmm..” Val moaned, releasing his cock and slowly moving her lips up to his ear. “You like it, and I like it!” she moaned, then licked his ear. 

Then she took a step back and flexed into a most muscular. A wave of bulging sinew cascaded down from her shoulders, into her pecs, then down into her abdominals. Her calves, then her thighs, too, blew up in proportion. Thick veins engorged around her neck as her traps climbed higher, toward her ears.