Jean Parts 1-3

Posting a new Jean story, and not sure if every subscriber here has read the prior chapters, so I wanted to post them here to make sure my patreons have access. 

Jean and I had been sort of seeing each other for a few months. She was Korean, about 5’3” with a bit of a thick, stocky build. She had great legs and a nice, thick ass. She was also great in bed and always horny.

I was an amature body builder, which really got Jean turned on. She liked feeling up my biceps and my chest when we fucked. She was curious, always asking questions about my lifting habits and supplements.

One day, lying in bed after an hour-long fuck-fest, she said, “I wanna start lifting.”

“Oh yeah?” I said, not thinking much of it at the time.

“Yeah,” she said, and squeezed my left pec. “All these muscles are sexy as hell, and I want some of my own!” she said playfully.

“Sure babe, whatever” I said, not giving it another thought.

I didn’t see her for a while. I didn’t think she was serious until I saw her a few months later. She was in the gym, squatting. I was shocked when I saw how much weight was on the bar - 300 lbs. I could squat that much, but for her size, that was a crazy amount of weight.

She grunted, hefting the weight off the bar. I watched her pump out five reps and rack the weight. She wore spandex shorts and a short but loose-fitting top. Her hips and thighs were way different than I remembered. They had swelled, hypertrophied with muscle mass. I could see veins bulging from her thick, swollen calves.

“Holy shit Jean... “ was all I could say as I walked up.

She turned, and I noticed bulges of trap muscles under her loose fitting top. I noticed thick obliques and the bottoms of a solid abdominal wall peeking out from under the short top.

“Hey, Ken,” she said. Was her voice deeper? It had a raspy tone to it that I hadn’t remembered.

“Jean, you’re… jacked!”

She smiled ear to ear. “Yeah, baby,” she said as she flexed up a bicep that rivaled my own. “I told you I was going to get some sexy muscles of my own!”

I was awe struck. “I can’t believe you’ve built so much muscle so quickly.”

“Yeah,” Jean said, then she bent over and flexed her pecs. The loose v-neck of her top filled up with striated pec-muscle cleavage. “I’m a real mesomorph.”

“I… but… how…” It had taken me years to build my physique, and here was Jean, a female, and nearly as muscular as me.

Jean balled her fists and put them on her hips. She giggled. “Jealous?”

“Um.. yeah…” I stuttered.

Jean grunted and bounced her pecs. “Oh yeah, you should be. In just a couple months, I put on fifty pounds of beef!”

I blinked. Fifty pounds? That was impossible… but…

Jean ran her hands up under her shirt and felt up her bulging abs and pecs. “Mmmm… I looove my muscles.”  

Seeing Jean feel up her own muscles had me instantly hard as a rock. My hard on must have been visible through my gym shorts, and from the twinkle in Jean’s eye, and the widening of her smile, she must have noticed.

She bent over for a most musclar pose. “Ohh yeah…. and I love feeling them growww!” She grunted and flexed. Veins pulsed up around her forearms and chest. Her face got red, and sweat beaded up on her forehead. She grunted again and her chest bulged, stretching against the cotton fabric of her top. I heard a stitch pop. God, was she growing right before my eyes?

Jean exhaled and released her flex. She laughed. “Right, now, I’m going to lift some more and pump these muscles even bigger!”

She turned, put another 40 lbs on the bar, and did more squats. I took the opportunity to run away and hide my massive boner.

--------

Jean watched the teardrop-shaped muscles of her quads bulge and throb with veins as she powered up the squat bar. She was in her own world, staring at the mirror, admiring her muscles, willing them to flex and grow. 

She sank down again, watching the mirror. Her tight lycra shorts were stretched thin over the bulging mass of her thighs. She grunted and flexed as she powered the weight up again. 

Was that a stitch popping? Her crotch moistened. Yeah, she was growing. She focused harder and willed herself bigger. Down, up, down again. Bigger, baby, she thought as she heard a ripping sound.

Bigger! She thought as she powered one last, shaking rep, then heaved the weight into the rack with a huge bang.

I stood behind her, mouth agape. She had just squatted 500lbs for ten reps. I couldn’t do that.

Jean looked at her own reflection and flexed her quads. A broad, maniacal smile spread across her lips as she watched the bulges swell and vibrate as sick veins pulsed and throbbed. She noticed me staring in the mirror.

“What do you think, Ken?” she said in a voice that sounded far too deep and gravelly for the 5’3” girl she used to be.

“Un-Unbe-lievable…” I managed to stutter.

“Haha!” she laughed as she turned around and looked me in the eyes. Her hands moved to her thighs and squeezed as she felt them bulge.

“I thought I might burst right out of my spandex!” she said with glee. My eyes went wide.

Jean smiled seductively. “Maybe I still can…” She balled her fists and brought them to her hips. Then she squatted slightly, grit her teeth, and flexed.

Her thighs bulged and throbbed, and I could hear stitches popping.

“Ha!” Jean laughed as she let out a breath. “Almost!” she said as she grit her teeth and flexed harder. A vein bulged to life on her forehead, and more veins like worms squirmed to prominence across her neck and shoulders.

Her quads burst with hypertrophied muscle fibers, expanding further, as more stitches popped.

“Come on,” Jean said through grit teeth. “Grow you bastards!”

Beads of sweat welled on her face as she willed her quads to grow bigger with each breath. They bulged, throbbed, and expanded as more stitches popped.

“Yesss!” she cried as the lycra shorts tore with a loud rip and shot off her torso.

Jean hunched over, breathing heavily, clad only in her tank top and tiny thong underwear.

“Oh yeah,” she breathed. She looked at my crotch, clearly tented by my raging boner. “You liked that, didn’t you.”

I nodded quickly.

“Me too. I’m real horny now. Lets go!” she said.

----

“Oh fuck yesss!” she screamed as she orgasmed for the third time. She had been pounding me for an hour straight. Her bedroom had mirrors on every wall and she stared at her muscles rippling and bulging as she fucked me repeatedly. 

“Oh god look at how sexy my bulging muscles are!” she said with yet another double bicep pose.

I just lay there, exhausted, staring at her massive bulk above me. She hopped off and walked over to a mirror. She grabbed her big pecs and rubbed her biceps.

“God, look at me, I’m so hard and jacked! It makes me so horny!!”

I rolled over to my side. “I think I need to rest.”

Jean laughed. She flexed into a most muscular and grit her teeth, staring at her reflection. She watched as veins throbbed and bulged around her arms and traps. She flexed her pecs even harder and watched the striations ripple as thick veins engorged. 

“Fuck, I’m so hot!” she said as she started rubbing her clit, which was bulging and rock hard. With her other hand, she squeezed one rock hard pec, then the other. She rubbed her clit faster and moaned. Suddenly she grabbed her ass and flexed it hard, feeling the rippling bulges of her thick glutes  with both hands. The veins splattering her mid-section bulged and fed her raging clit as she screamed and squirted juices at the mirror.

“Oh fuck yess!” she screamed as she cummed all over her reflection. 

I watched from the bed, awed at her near limitless libido, seemingly fueled by her own massive musculature.

When she was finished, she walked over to her dresser and pulled out a needle and a bottle. 

“Want to see me get even huger?” She said with a maniacal grin. I just stared, wide-eyed as she filled the syringe and injected her huge ass. She moaned as she depressed the plunger. 

“MMmm… more baby! More man-juice!” she said. “Twice the dose, for twice the muscle!”

She flexed her arms into a double-bicep pose. Both biceps had a single, huge vein running along the top which seemed to bulge as she flexed. She grit her teeth and flexed down hard, and those veins engorged, carrying the steroids to feed her beefy body. They bulged bigger then pencils, nearing pinky-finger size. 

“Yesss… I feel it working!” she hissed through grit teeth. I heard a sound like fabric tearing, and watched in amazement as her biceps seemed to bulge and grow right before my eyes.

She put her hands on her hips and flexed her lats. 

“Oh yeah, look how wide I’m getting!”  Meat wings flared out from her sides and slapped against her triceps.

“Grrr,” she growled as she flexed down harder, watching in the cum-splattered mirror as a spider-web of veins puffed up on her lats and they expanded further, inch by inch, pressing harder against her triceps.

She turned and looked at me with a huge shit-eating grin. She bucked her hips and flexed her mid section, and I could see veins visibly swell as they seemed to feed her naked pussy. 

“I’m even more horned up then before!” she said. She bucked her hips again and flexed her clit, which protruded like a mini-dick from her dripping-wet crotch. As she flexed down harder, the veins wrapping her thighs and abs engorged further, feeding her super-flexed clit. It bulged visibly, and I heard a stretching sound like a slowly inflating balloon. Jean grunted and flexed again, and again her clit bulged, growing inch by inch until it was the biggest clit I’d ever seen. It was nearly as big as my dick.

“Oh yeah!” Jean said, grinning maniacally. “Look at my clit-cock! It’s huge!”

My chin dropped as I stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed at her burgeoning appendage. Jean reached down and stroked it, letting out a loud moan.

“Oh fuck! It’s so sensitive!” she said. Then she unceremoniously reached for my head and pulled me over to her clit-cock. She was so strong now that she easily overpowered me.

“Suck it!” she commanded as she pulled my head down to her crotch and forced her huge clit into my mouth. I was so turned on by her display and her overwhelming sex drive that I happily licked and sucked.

“Oh yeah!” she cried lustily as she ran her hands up and down her thick pecs and abs. Then she grunted and I felt her clit-cock bulge into my mouth.

“Yessss!” she cried as she orgasmed again, leg muscles vibrating, and juices gushing over my face and into my mouth. 

She pushed my head away and said, “More!”

“More?” I croaked.

“More!” she repeated as she went back to her stash, filled another needle, and this time injected the needle into a thick vein in her inner thigh.

“Unnngghh!” she moaned as she dropped the needle and went into a most muscular pose. 

“Morrre man juice! More muscle! More FUCK BEEF!” she cried lustily as veins puffed up from her thighs, wrapped around her mid-section, and climbed up her bulging abdominals. Thick blue veins climbed up her rippling pecs, branched out to her shoulders, and crawled up her hypertrophied traps. She grit her teeth and flexed as the veins pumped bigger, crawled up her neck, and into her face, until even that became a vein-splattered visage paying homage to her overwhelming desire to become the biggest, most muscular freak on the planet.

I could literally hear her muscles expand, a sound like ripping fabric, as her traps, pecs, and arms bulged with growth.

“Bigger!” she said as her thighs and calves expanded by an inch.

“Bigger!” she said louder as even her abs bulged out further.

“BIGGER!” She screamed as she bucked her hips and crunched her abs. Thick blue veins engorged and fed man-juice directly into her clit-cock as it bulged and expanded with a sound like stretching rubber.

She released her flex as sweat poured from her forehead and down her even more massive chest. She looked down at her raging, erect clit-cock, bigger, thicker and harder than my dick had ever been.

“Hahaha!” She laughed as she reached down and stroked it. “I’ve got so much man-juice in my system, I’m becoming more man than you!”

I just stared, slack jawed, as she bounced her huge pecs and then crunched her abs again. She flexed her crotch and her clit cock bulged and slapped loudly against her thick abs.

Through grit teeth, she said, “and I’m still…” she said with a grunt as her clit cock bulged again.

“So fucking…” she said with another flex and bulge.

“HORNY!” she finished as her clit-cock bulged, vibrated, and shot cum across the room like a jet and onto my face and chest.

“Ahh yeahh!” she cried as she jacked her massive member until it finally stopped shooting its massive load. My face and chest were covered. I licked my lips and tasted the sweet, salty substance. It must have been infused with hormones, because it instantly made me hard and horny.

Seeing my reaction, Jean walked over and licked her own cum off my face, my lips, and my chest, lapping greedily. Then she stepped back.

“Oh yeah, you liked that, didn’t you,” she said as she noticed my raging boner. I nodded eagerly.

“If you think that was hot, watch this!” she cried as she flexed down again with a grunt.

“Grrr!” she grunted, her vein-splattered face becoming red and even more vascular and disgusting.

Her pecs, abs, and thighs vibrated and thick blue veins pumped up to garden-hose size and fed her massive member. I heard rubber screeching as the thick head of her clit cock expanded, stretched, and rose higher, inch by tantalizing inch. 

Jean released her flex and hyperventilated, eyeing her huge clit cock with drooling lust.

“More!’ she screamed and she raised her arms and flexed down harder. Her teeth clenched, jaw muscles vibrated and bulged, and her face exploded in even more disgusting blue veins.

Her clit cock throbbed and pulsed higher. She grunted and flexed, and it bulged further. A third flex, a third bulge, and the fist-sized head of her massive member reached the height of her chest.

“Oh yeah!” she cried. “Look at me now, babe! I’m fucking MASSIVE!” she laughed. Then she reached out with her tongue and licked the thick head of her huge clit cock. She shivered.

“Oh my fuck!” she said, then she stretched her lips over the thick head. She bucked her hips and rammed the fist-sized head past her lips and into her mouth. Then she looked at me, locked her eyes with mine, and winked.

She moaned and grunted as she started bucking her hips and fucking her own face. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she increased the pace, literally slamming her huge clit cock into her mouth and down her throat over and over.

She groaned and screamed, though it was muffled by her huge member, as her whole body vibrated with orgasmic fury. She swallowed and sucked as she came a gallon directly down her own throat. 

She released her member, which even flaccid stretched half way to her knees.

“How did you like that, babe?” she asked lustily.

“So fucking hot!” was all I could say.

“Good,” she replied, and then once again started feeling up her pecs and abs. 

“Because I’m still…” she said as she bucked her hips and her clit cock became semi-hard again.

“FUCKING…” she said with another buck as her clit-cock bulged high.

“HORNY!” she shouted as her now rock-hard clit cock slapped loudly against her chest.