Kara the Gym Conqueror - pt 2

“What’s wrong, boys?” Kara said, sauntering over to the weight tree. “Never seen a girl work out before?”  Then she proceeded to load four more forty-five pound lates onto the bar, bringing the weight to 405 lbs. As her onlookers gawked, she hefted the weight from the floor and pushed it overhead in a clean and jerk. Muscles cascaded across her upper body. Surging lats tore through the sides of her tank top as bulging pecs pulsed outward, splitting the tank top down the middle. Thick traps engorged up her neck, tearing through her tank top. It fell away in shreds.

“Oh yeah, feeling pumped!” Kara exclaimed. Then she started doing more thrusters. Her stretchy spandex sports bra expanded audibly, trying to contain her growth. Her shorts tore up the sides as huge quads and hamstrings expanded with crazy bulges. Her abs thickened further, looking like a stack of cue balls shoved under her skin. The waist band of her shorts couldn’t take it and her shorts tore and fell away. Underneath, she wore a stretchy spandex thong that barely held on. 

She let the weight fall to thigh-level. Grinning wildly, she pulled, curling the obscene amount of weight. Her biceps bulged and throbbed with growth, as sinew stacked up on her arms.

“Unbelieveable…” sweat pants guy said.

Kara curled faster and faster, passing twenty reps before dropping the weight with a huge crash.

“I’ll show you unbelieveable,” Kara said, loading four more forty-five pound plates on the bar. She now stood over 585 lbs loaded onto the bar. She smiled madly and gripped the bar. She stood, easily dead-lifting the massive weight. Her thighs bloated further, her calves flared so much they were visible from the front. Her glutes, too, bulged, putting immense pressure on her thong to contain them. Her shoulders and lats expanded, stretching the sports bra to near capacity.

“Watch me grow, boys!” Kara said arrogantly as she amazingly cleaned the huge weight and lifted it overhead. She grunted as did a slow, shaking thruster squat. At the bottom of the squat, she yelled, then heaved. The weight rose up as she stood, all the way above her head. When she reached the top, she roared.

The two meatheads nearly fell over, startled by Kara’s sudden vocal intensity. Kara laughed, feeling her muscles engorge all across her body. Still holding the weight high, she flexed her whole body. Every muscle group expanded by inches. Her pecs stacked up with muscle, creating a tear in the front of her sports bra. Her glutes and thighs rumbled with muscle, audibly stretching the thong. As she held the flex, her body expanded another inch, and her bra and thong both ripped and shot off her body.

Kara laughed maniacally, letting the weight fall to her thighs, and she started to curl it. Both meat heads watching her were frozen in fear as she repeatedly curled an amount of weight that neither one of them could dead-lift.

She dropped the weight suddenly and curled her two huge arms. Cantaloupe-sized biceps inflated with striated sinew as huge horshoe-shaped bulges bubbled down from her triceps. She watched them in the mirror, grinning madly.

Then she looked at the two gym patrons frozen in fear. “Look at my huge biceps, you little bitches! This is what a real meathead looks like!”

Then she crunched down into a side chest pose and her pecs exploded in striations and veins, bulging inches from her sternum and creating a deep, rippling groove down the middle.

“What do you think? Am I big enough?” Kara asked.

Both bodybuilders, eyes wide, nodded their heads in agreement.

Kara laughed. “But I want to be even bigger!”

Then she strode over to too-short shorts, grabbed the front of his tank top, and hoisted him up with one hand. She licked her lips and said, “You’ve got pretty nice muscles for a boy.”

The bodybuilder she was holding up, by normal standards, was huge. He was over 250 lbs of hard, trained muscle standing at 5’11” tall. But compared to Kara, he was nothing. And he knew it. So what could he say to her taunts?

Kara chuckled. With her free hand, she ripped his shorts off. A huge boner popped out. Kara grinned a huge shit-eating grin, then inhaled his member. She expertly sucked him off as he felt her bulging arm muscles holding him aloft. He came with a moan thirty seconds later as Kara sucked and swallowed it all.

Kara dropped him unceremoniously and loaded more weight on the bar, bringing the total to an insane 765 lbs. 

“Watch this,” she said, and then hoisted the huge weight overhead almost effortlessly. A surge of growth raged through her muscles, pumping them even bigger. The steel bar bent almost comically at the edges from the huge amount of weight, but Kara held it aloft like it weighed one tenth of the mass. She laughed maniacally and started doing military presses while standing. Her traps crawled up her neck and pressed against her ears.