Peter felt guilty. After all he had taken almost everything from Amber she valued, just to fulfil his needs and desires. But just looking at Amber's cleavage turned him on beyond reason, so chaniging he back to normal or reducing her colossal breasts was no option for him. Perhaps he could find another way. He desired her, craved to touch her voluptuous body, but he was pretty sure she wouldn't be in the mood, because of Vanessa's verbal abuse.
"Can I see you tonight?", Peter ventured.
Amber just shook her head. "Sorry, Peter... I've got this exam tomorrow and I also really need to work-out, to keep my back strong enough to support these monsters!"
Even talking to him Amber seemed unable to take her eyes off her spectacularly huge breasts, glaring at them with a scornful gaze.
"See you tomorrow, Peter!" Trish said as she straightened up earning looks of awe, jealousy and surprise in the whole cafeteria. Almost surprisingly nimble Amber slipped her navy-blue oversized sweater and concealed her two spectacular globes beneath thick cloth. Vanessa had her caught off guard and Amber was slightly blushing, she had pulled it down for Peter, usually she strictly hid her perky, firm and big bosom in public, because time has shown her that not everyone - male or female- could behave appropriately around them. Wolf whistles from the background were proving her point. Quickly she gave Peter a kiss on the cheek and hurried to her next class.
Later when Peter was sure no one was watching him, he unpacked the dictaphone. Playfully he threw it in the air, before he snatched it with his left hand and activated it.
“Amber's work-out is super-effective! Depending on her training, she will gain the body and strength she desires!”. Whistling he put the Dictaphone back in his pocket, his guilty conscience eased.
“I didn't take the ‘monsters' from you, honey! But at least I offered you a way to life with them. Guess that will make us both happy!”. But then he hesitated. Of course Amber had been sexy before, but he wasn't too much into real buff chicks. Peter needed a safety mechanism, to prevent Amber from exaggerating
“When Amber gains a certain amount of muscle, pushing her beyond athletic to very buff, her breasts will … very slowly – start to grow again!”. Now he was satisfied with his wish. No damage done, both could get their wish. Whistling he left the small room and headed to attend football training.
The evening sun basked the gym in a warm orange light, shining through the large windows. No one was there except for Amber. She was real happy that she had befriended with Lisa. Vanessa's archenemy had given her a spare gym key and told her at which time Amber had a high chance of being alone in the hall. Sighing Amber approached the exercise mats, it was surely an advantage to know the cheerleader captain. On top of this Lisa was a real nice person and tried to help her, whenever she was able to. After all Lisa herself had trained a lot and was actually a graceful and athletic dancer, despite her own large breasts.
There had been a time, when sport had been Amber's greatest passion, but her spectacular bust had put her of athletics. Sighing again, she unzipped her jacket. Beneath it was a wide dark green tank top and an almost too-tight spandex pant of the same color. She would prefer wider clothes, but most sport suppliers didn't have tops in her size. After running a few rounds, to get warmed up, Amber sat down. Crunches were hellish with her Cup-size, but she missed her six-pack. So she tried at least a few of them. Determined she started - Five minutes later shew as still doing crunches. Something was odd today. She didn't slow down and her back didn't hurt. It felt completely different today. Instead of being slowed down, Amber became more energized every second. Heat, pins and needles filled her whole body from the tips of your toes to the top of your head - and every wonderful place in between. Continuing Amber felt the heat spreading faster and faster, it was intoxicating… She felt almost feverish… or even aroused. Amber revelled in these feelings, so the first spurt, remained unnoticed. Her whole body slowly expanded like soft, rising dough. Already tight, dark green clothes became just a bit tighter. While she made press-ups her arms gained just the slightest hint of muscle tone. Barely noticeable even her legs lengthened a bit.
‘Like the old times' Amber thought gleefully and started a number of back and arm exercises. The feeling didn't abate. On the contrary, it became MUCH more powerful. A stretch, that seemed to just go on, and on. Now she actually felt her shirt tightening around her generous curves and her butt swelling to overflow her tight little workout pants. It confused her, but it felt definitely too good to stop now. What little fat her body had gained in the previous years was slowly turning to rock-hard muscle. Not quite the 'body builder' look, but in a few minutes she had regained her old athletic body. The last bit of paunch on her stomach had evaporated, replaced by the lines and contours of a perfect six-pack. But Amber saw no reason to slow down or stop. Secretly she had always dreamed about being even more ripped – Why should she stop now. Sure this rapid muscle growth and strange sensation were odd… but it felt so good. Amber had always preferred bodyweight exercises, but now they became more and more unchallenging... unsatisfying in both aspects; pleasure and result. By now her back gained more and more of a broad V-shape, which was broadening every minute. Slowly Amber was being covered by a thick, sexy layer of muscle, which added a whole new layer of beauty to the brunette's already stunning appearance. Getting fitter and more toned every moment, she could tell that she even was becoming a lot stronger than she looked. It had been a childhood dream to gain such amounts of strength, since she had read her first superheroine-comic. Despite the fact she had never actively tried to gain such amounts of strength, secretly she had always desired it, longed for it.
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