Bunny Girl Gains - (Reup)

This one got taken down, so I'm just putting it here.

Being a bit on the leaner side, that's a bit of an understatement, very much so on the leaner side, you've decided that you must do something about it. Plenty of people have told you just to eat and hit the gym, like any of those things have ever been easy for you. Having a small stomach and a weak will makes things plenty difficult. However, you're sure that you can power through said weak will, but your small stomach is really not something you can change just by deciding it to be so. 

After looking around for some solutions, you come up with the idea of mass gainer. Plenty of people advise against it due to it's questionable effects on your health, but all that matters to you is getting those sweet sweet calories inside yourself as easily and effortlessly as possible. Praise be to one day shipping, putting your plan into action the day after you've came up with it, avoiding the possibility of your sudden burst of motivation burning out.

You pour two scoops into your drink, allegedly adding 1000 calories to it. You can't believe how modern science has achieved this, but you don't waste any more time before drinking it all up. It's not too shocking that it's incredibly sweet, but what is is that it goes down easy. You were a little worried about the taste because of the strangely branded packaging, something about rabbits or whatever. Why would you pay attention to a minor detail like that? 

Finally stepping into the gym, you decide to take the advice you've been given and just do whatever looks fun for your first time. The leg press looks like fun for sure, even the girls seem to be putting up a decent amount of weight on it. Surely you'll be able to do at least a plate. You get yourself a spot and load the plate on, take a seat, and grasp the safeties in your hand. You hesitantly release the safeties, and your legs actually manage to hold up the weight! The way down is beyond challenging, much more so than you’d prefer. But once you get to the bottom, you have a much easier time pressing it back up.

You find the movement increasingly easy with every repetition. It doesn’t make much sense to you, considering how it usually goes the other way around, with each repetition harder than the last. In fact, it even starts to feel good! You could almost swear your legs look bigger already, primarily because they actually are getting bigger. Not by much for the time being, but still enough to make your shorts not look incredibly baggy. 

After loading on some more weight, you get back to another set. An extra plate should make things a bit more difficult, and your conjecture is proven correct as you struggle to get it down slowly. Bracing yourself for the way up, your thighs and glutes pulsate with strength and size as they give you the ability to push the weight all the way back up. Overjoyed with this near instant progress, you keep repping, taking advantage of this once in a lifetime opportunity. 

The burn in your quads is mixed with relief, and a hint of pleasure too. It only grows stronger as you find the weight less and less challenging. You can feel your legs fully filling out your shorts now, and even making a few threads snap. 

The rest of your body pales in comparison to your meaty legs, that really don’t have much more than a bit of definition. They’re concerningly feminine and soft, but they’ve got plenty of power behind them which is really all you wanted. Seeking to ease this imbalance, you look towards another classic, the bench press. If this seemingly magical growth worked with your legs, it must work with the rest of your body too. 

You get a few looks from people that spot the clear incongruence of your body, but as you lay down on the bench after adding a plate on, you know they’ll be staring in awe soon. You get yourself mentally ready, grasping your hands firmly around the metal bar. After enough preparation, you make the push, only able to lift the weight off the rack before it falls flat on your chest. 

It knocks the wind out of you, spurring a cascade of changes throughout your body. Originating at your chest, a splotch of light brown spreads across your skin in nearly an instant. Followed by a drastic lengthening of your hair, hair that’s become white as snow. It grows down to the floor, then even longer, creating a bit of a bundle of hair on the floor due to you laying down on the bench. Your ears lengthen upwards, more than quintupling in size, their fur adopting the same bright white as your hair.

Now everyone is watching in awe, just as you predicted. Not that you really have much focus to pay attention to anything else but the weight. They can all see your long lashes, thin snowy eyebrows, and stern dark red eyes. Pressing the weight up, the entirety of your upper body rapidly reconstructs itself to suit your needs, packing on an insane amount of muscle in only a few seconds, giving you amazing definition in your arms and an even more attractive six pack. 

The growth is enough for your shirt to burst right off, revealing your incredible physique to everyone. But something isn’t quite right, you’re small. Well, not in the muscle sense, but in height. You’re short, almost dramatically so. Even below average height for women. In fact, your entire muscley build still makes you look feminine with huge hips and a slim, toned waist. 

It feels like you’re putting in almost no effort at all into each repetition now, going slowly enough to be controlled, letting the bar touch your strangely sensitive chest, then elegantly pressing it back up. In fact, you feel so confident that you order someone to put on more weight while you’re still holding the bar. Two bystanders do so, swayed by your demanding but womanly voice. 

The bar drops down to your chest again, but not nearly as hard as before. While it hurt before, this time it actually feels good, your chest springing forth to bounce the bar back up a bit. With your chest on full display to everyone, they can see how much growth has really happened. Your nipples have become much wider and larger, with the mass on your chest definitely breasts and not just muscle anymore. 

Once again going through the process of struggling to get the bar up to get stronger, the only part of your body that actually gets larger is your tits. They swell larger and heavier with each repetition, pumping pleasure and hormones throughout your body. Your body suddenly decides that it has had enough of your crown jewels being crushed, and does away with them and your manhood within moments. 

The sensation could only be described as euphoric and deeply orgasmic, something you never thought you’d feel at the gym. The inversion of your genitals brings forth a final burst of growth, making your muscles just a bit bigger, but primarily doubling the size of your breasts and thickening your thighs and ass enough for your shorts to shred from the hips down, leaving you with embarrassingly short shorts.

Finally reracking the weight, you come to your senses, coming down from the high of whatever trip of power that just was. Seeing everyone staring at you, not even saying a word, you take a look at yourself for yourself. You still see your massive legs, but also a huge pair of tits in the way. You do your best to cover them with an arm, struggling to contain much of any of your bountiful cleavage. You’re not sure if this is a change you’re ready to welcome quite yet, but you can’t be mad about how strong you’ve become…