"Well, it ain't exactly the growth I expected, but I ain't gonna say no to that!" Elle said, touching her expanded hourglass figure...
An early morning session in an empty gym. She'd dropped the scoops of the growth powder into her gym shake just like the instructions said. An hour later, Elle had found herself in the bathroom, biting her lip and covering her mouth to muffle the loudest, most intense chain of orgasms she'd ever had.
She hadn't even realised her tits and ass were growing, as the minutes stretched on with ceaseless unabating pleasure wracking her. It had been so intense, almost on the edge of pain, and Elle was left a shivering mess in the stall. When she finally sat up, her legs quivering and shaking, feeling drained and exhausted, she'd almost hit her head as she looked down. Elle's view was blocked by an enormous pair of boobs that had certainly never been there before, and were currently doing their best to free themselves from her crop top. Her sports bra was long-deceased, ripped clean in two under the assault of growth.
"What the fuck..." she whispered, her voice faint and fascinated.
Elle had raised a trembling finger, still panting, and had tentatively brushed one of the boobs. Her digit struck a thick, hard nipple, and she swore she could fucking smell colour as a spike of pleasure hit her. It was as if she could hear it, loud and tinny in her ears, and she covered her mouth again, only making it worse by jostling her new chest with her arm.
She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, which felt good too, but the shock of ecstasy slowly subsided, replaced by a continual heated arousal... Elle looked down and did a double take, almost toppling sideways off the toilet seat, which was entirely invisible because of the monster dumptruck her ass had become. Her widened hips and thickened thighs had torn her shorts along the seams, and her butt stuck out like a shelf, stretching her underwear to a thong.
"What's happened to me?!" she exclaimed, getting unsteadily to her feet, looking this way and that at her physique. Once, Elle been a slim gym rat with a runner's build. She'd joined this gym, hoping to bulk up once she started weightlifting, and had decided to try their in-house new formula this week.
She exited the stall and went to look in the full length mirror.
"Well, it ain't exactly the growth I expected, but I ain't gonna say no to that!" Elle said, touching her expanded hourglass figure... She groaned loudly, feeling herself grow wet again. Her probing became more fervent. She certainly had made some gains, she considered, as she admired the muscle in her thighs and calves beneath the new, soft curves. Elle dropped any pretense of decency as she began fondling her breasts. They had quadrupled - no, quintupled in size... she wasn't sure what the term was when you went six times or more... She wasn't sure about any of this... but it felt sooo good. One hand hopelessly attempted to palm one of her giant tits, and the other pawed and groped at the bubble butt and thick, supple thighs that adorned her lower half. "Oohh... Ahhhhhh..." Elle groaned, unable to contain her cries as her hands celebrated the swollen magnificence of her body.
As Elle came again, she gripped the sink, and saw the wood splinter like a wafer beneath her fingers.
Elle began reapplying her makeup. The process calmed her, allowing her to take in all that had happened. The feelings of being overwhelmed subsided, replaced by excitement and a certain anticipation for... something. She murmured "Now, giant knockers 'n' booties that'd put a hooters employee to shame, yeah, I can believe that," she murmured to herself. "But that sure as hell ain't fuckin' normal."
Elle finished her eyeliner, then laughed. "Fuck normal," she growled loudly.
"Huh?" a voice said. Steve the janitor shuffled in, pulling his cart behind him. "Everything okay in here miss--" he began, before his voice died as he stared at the bombshell before him. Steve's eyes took in the women, unable to fully process her hotness before him. 5'10'' of toned muscle, holding up a banging body, with hips wider than her shoulders, thighs that could crush his skull, and boobs bigger than her head.
"I said... FUCK normal." Elle repeated, striding past Steve to her gym bag. She pulled out the zipper bag that contained the remainder of the growth powder and opened it. She was just tilting her head back when she paused, turning to Steve.
"Ma'am... you okay?" Steve mumbled, standing strategically behind his cart to hide the obvious throbbing erection that threatened the integrity of his overalls.
"Why, yes I am, thank you kindly," Elle said, taking a step towards him. With one hand, she gripped the cart, denting the metal as she pulled it aside. She took another step, until she stood in front of him. She was just an inch taller than him, but she may as well have towered over him for the effect she had. Steve stumbled back into the vanity behind him. "Ouch, shit!" he said, raising his hand to look at the splinter that had poked him. "Beggin' your pardon, ma'am, but seems this sink is busted and I..." Steve's voice trailed as Elle took another step towards him, holding up the bag.
"Where do y'all keep the rest of the formula, sonny?" she asked, her voice cheery but brimming with a demanding undertone.
"Well, it's in the back, but, stock's a little limited and you already seem to have--" Steve's voice faltered and he gasped as Elle lifted him bodily with one hand into the air.
She enjoyed the feeling of her curves pressing against her as she squatted. "Now, Steve's a little tongue tied with a load of yackin' 'n' no good nonsense," Elle crooned, addressing his twitching cock. "Maybe you can help me out with this, handsome." Elle's breath was hot on Steve's cock, and he had no time to think as Elle's lips surrounded him. Elle did not relinquish her grip, her head bobbing back and forth, groaning in contentment as she had her way with him. She enjoyed the feeling of her massive boobs straining against her shirt, and she seized them again, unable to contain her arousal. All too soon, Steve's toes pointed towards the ground as he shot a load down her throat.
Elle straightened, licking her lips and lowered Steve to the ground. "Mmm... I needed a little protein pick me up." She gently stroked Steve's limp cock, easily coaxing it back to semi-hardness as she pressed her enormous breasts against his chest. She placed Steve's hand on her ass, letting him feel the material of her shorts stretched almost to ripping.
"Now, you tell me which direction to go, and you can follow and enjoy the view..." She began walking confidently out of the bathroom. He mumbled directions, hand still firmly on her ass. The first rays of the morning light hit Elle as she sauntered through the gym, and Steve watched in incredulity as her oversized curves slowly shredded her previously well-fitting gymwear.
"You play you cards right, boy, and maybe I'll let you do a lil more than watch..." Elle said, a smile on her face as she slid open the door. Her grin widened, then became slack with astonishment as she saw tens upon tens of zipper bags just like the one she carried.
"Watch what?" Steve said. "You got a little sexy somethin' planned for me?" He grinned, squeezing a round ass cheek. As he did so, her shorts ripped further. "Shit..." Steve muttered in amazement.
"Now, listen-" she said, looking at his nametag, "Steve, it looks like I've hit the fuckin' motherload..." She picked up a watercooler bottle and easily wrenched off the top. Then, grabbing fistfuls of the bags and ripping them open, she began dumping the contents into the water, which fizzed and frothed as, one by one, she emptied the gym's entire stock.
"Ain't gonna be nothin' little about this..." she said, as she hoisted the bottle with one hand and began to chug...
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