Big B by The Nut, thenut@buffbody.com A girl begins her journey of muscular transformation. I, the author, consider this a work of pornographic art. You are duly warned. Pray to your goddess for mercy! Also, obey all laws that pertain to you. Sixteen year old Bethany woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of a thunder storm. She suddenly felt wide awake, and something else, like there was some kind of thrill in the air. She had been dreaming that she was lifting weights. In her dream she felt really good and strong. But, now, even with the dream faded, she could feel a surge of excitement in her nubile body. She pushed aside her covers and rolled out of bed. Lightening outside the window lit up her bedroom with quick random flashes, making her movements look strobeed. The subsequent thunder crash shook the whole house, and Toby started bakring. After a moment her father's drowsy voice called out from down the hall, "Beth, are you awake?" "Yes, dad, I'll take care of the dog." "Thanks, hon..." The dog stopped barking for the moment. The cool night air was raising goose bumps, and her nipples felt deliciously hard. She strode gracefully across the room her 1.6m, buff, gymnasts body clad only in purple cotton panties, and little white socks. She flicked on the light and admired herself in the mirror. It was her intention to enter her first fitness competition at seventeen, and she was well underway. Her breasts had really been developing over the past three months, quickly catching up with her rapid muscular development. She unconciously ran her hand up her body, an incredible feeling flooding her, peaking with her hard nipples. Ther was another thunder crash and Bethany came back to reality as the dog started barking again. She started rummaging in her dresser for something to put on. She found a t-shirt that she hadn't worn for about three months. She stretched it on over her new physique and was pleased to discover how tight it was. She could clearly see her nipples, and her biceps felt a little constricted, and in fact, she could see the fabric of the sleeve stretched sheer over the thickest part of her upper arm. She could hear her father making hazy, grumbling noises in response to the barking, so she grabbed a terry cloth robe and went downstairs to comfort the dog. Going down the stairs she noticed how light her body felt to her strong legs. Here it was, two in the morning, and her body was aching for a workout. She led the dog out to the garage. She turned on the lights revealing a well equipped gym. Her father was a gym equipment salesman, which he got into because of his love of exercise, so he set himself up with a great home gym, getting really good deals on everything. Bethany dropped her robe. Looking at herself in the mirror again, she had a sudden vision of herself flexing out of her tight shirt. She raised her arm and flexed an impressive bicep, there was a lot of resistance, but the fabric held. She loaded a bar with 80 lbs and performed a set of twenty bench presses for a warmup. She could tell immediately that she was stronger than when she had performed the same exercise two days ago. She put on one of her trance music tapes. Feeling incredible, tingling feelings all over, and through her body, she put 120 lbs on the bar. She performed a set of twelve, put 20 lbs more on and performed another set of twelve. It was a good workout, but she knew she could do yet more. She decided to concentrate a little on her biceps before doing her last set of bench presses. But, first she needed a protein drink. She didn't want to make noise with the blender, so she brought the blender into the garage and mixed in there. She was so ravenous that she drank two blenders full before she was satisfied. She went back to the weights, picking up two twenties for a bicep curl warmup, but she could tell as soon as she picked them up that they were too light. She performed a set of twenty repititions with 30 lbs. Then she did a set of twelve with forty, followed by another set of twelve with fifty. Bethany gazed at her body's image in the mirror with amazement. She had just passed her previous maximum by five lbs. She put her hand on her bicep and could feel it swelling as she flexed. She felt like she was pumping up to a full body orgasm. Her shirt was almost to the breaking point. She didn't know how she could not feel satisfied after two blenders full of that protein drink, that was over 600 calories, but she craved another. Her body felt almost feverishly hot, and her heart was beating hard. Sweat was pouring off her body and she was drinking water by the litre, but still she felt incredibly good and strong. Intense feelings of sexual pleasure swept through her body with each flex of her nubile muscles. She prepared a third protein shake and quaffed it like the other two, like an addict she could hardly control herself, she needed that drink. She loaded the benching bar with 180 lbs, this was 60 lbs more than she had ever benched before. With the trance music swirling in her head, she slowly and with excellent control, lowered and raised the 180 lbs. On her eighth rep she hit a sticking point. But, she did not give up. With the bar half way up she pressed with all her might, fighting pain and fatigue. She battled at the half way point for almost a full minute when she had a sudden breakthrough. She could hear tearing sounds and saw that her arms and chest were pulling her t-shirt apart at the seems. There was the loudest thunder crash of the evening, and simultaneously Bethany let out a mighty yell as she pushed the 180 lbs bar past the sticking point, and on for three more reps. Her powerful chest and arms tore her tight, soaking t-shirt to shreds. She racked the weight, her arms quickly turning limp. She lay on the bench, staring up at the ceiling, her arms hanging loosely to the floor. Like a rising tide, she could feel a burning sensation swelling in her chest and arms. Suddenly a wave washed over her. Bethany felt her arm and chest muscles swell and harden, and then it was gone. Her heart rate and temprature returned to normal, although her whole being was still awash in incredible feelings of sexual and physical power. She got up and looked at herself in the mirror. She was definitely bigger. She must have gained over a lb of muscle in the past half hour. Tatters of her old t-shirt hung off the sexy, muscular shapes of her upper body in defeat. She peeled them off, and proceded to make herself another shake. She didn't know what was happening to her, but it was great. She was experiencing physical sensations that she had never felt before. Sexual and physical energies were combining in new ways for her, and she still felt a rising full body orgasm. Continuing to work out, clad only in her tiny, soaking panties, and white socks, she proceded to finish her upper body. She set new records for herself in every exercise. Afterwards, she made herself three more protein drinks. That finished off the bag. Her father had received a great deal on this particular protein drink. The manufacturer had to stop selling it because it was too expensive and they couldn't move any stock. So, Bethany's dad bought a whole lot of the stuff in a clearance. There were two paletts full in the corner of the garage. Bethany loaded the bar for the squat with 100 lbs for a warmup. Once again, she discovered that she was much stronger than when she had previously performed this exercise. She added 30 lbs more and did a warmup set of 30 reps. She then did three more sets of twelve reps with 180, 200 and 220 lbs. Once again she became stuck on the last set, her legs felt like they were on fire, but she blasted through in the same manner as on the bench press. She quickly re-racked the weight. She took a step, her knees buckled and she nearly fell. She took a couple of more steps, a feeling of incredible power was rising within her, spreading from her pussy through her growing leg muscles. She caught sight of herself in the mirror again. It was true! She could actually see her legs growing. Unconciously ran her trembling hand up her thighs. She stood up on her toes, flexing her legs hard. She must have put on a couple of lbs of muscle on her legs in this one workout. She ran outside, into the rain. The thunderstorm was peaking, lightening flashed and thunder crashed simultaneously around her. It was exciting and wild, the air was electrified. She wrapped her panties' waistband around her fist. She flexed hard, ripping the panties from her body. A yell caught in her throat and she fell to the ground shaking. Multiple orgasms washed through her young body, taking her psyche to a different plane. Finally, she stopped. She lay in the grass, and as the rain gently tickled her skin, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.