Around a couple of weeks passed since Ryo took the drink.
A morning, before the start of the lessons, Ryo and Nijika, who arrived a bit early, started to chat as usual.
After something like an adaptation period at the start, lately, her growth has not been as fast as the others, but has been undoubtedly constant. An impressive result for someone who hasn't done a single workout so far.
And, now, the results are starting to be shown even under her clothes.
Until today, her uniform could still hide her increasing muscle mass, but now the piece of fabric is starting to be a bit too restrictive for them.
One of the parts standing out was the upper arm, with her now well developed biceps and triceps being skin-tight with the sleeves.
Another emphasized part was the chest area. Probably because her shoulders and back were getting bulkier and wider, the fabric around the breast was tighter, clearly showing the shape of her breasts.
Nijika didn’t took much to point that out.
“Don’t you think your clothes are starting to be a bit tight?
They are starting to make your… you know what, stand out a bit too much, don’t you think?”
“My what?” Asked Ryo.
“Ahh, you mean this?”
And with a small smug, Ryo turned a bit on her side and started to flex her arm a bit.
Her bicep started to swell, stretching the fabric more, until she stopped.
“Ops, better not stress the uniform too much, don’t want to ruin it.”
“Why don’t you get a new one then??? Everyone is starting to stare at you…” Nijika seemed strangely annoyed by that.
“Eh? Uniforms are expensive, I’m sure It can still last for some time.”
“Ok, ok…
But… What about your pantyhose?? They are clearly ripped!”
“Ah, you see, when this morning I put them on, I could feel they were a bit tight, but I thought I was ok. After all they are tight in the first place, right?
Probably they ripped while I was walking to school.
Well, at least they are not so expensive. After school, will get a bigger pair.”
“Good…” Nijikaa replied with a small sigh.
“But… I’m curious… Why do you seem so annoyed about people watching my body? Do you want it all for yourself??” Smirk
“I-Isn’t… Ah the bell rang, let’s go to our seats!”
Saved by the bell.
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This is the last part of the bunch I wrote ahead.
Lately, I couldn't find the right mind and time to write more (usually takes me 50 to 70 minutes for a single part), will try to find the motivation for the next part in the next days!