When muscles rise - part 11 preview

Hello everyone!! I wanted to tell you that the next part of the story will be out around the 5th of december. My schedule is pretty tight right now. But still, I've managed to write quite a bit and I'll give you a little tease.

The night was young and the moon’s light shined bright over the large balcony of Tombstone’s penthouse. He was watching the city’s crowded streets as he smoked an expensive cigar. He was thinking. Thinking about the empire he built. He was not going to watch it all crumble. “The good doctor will do his job and will make the formula perform as it should.” he thought. His phone rang and Eric, one of his bodyguards, informed him that the girl had arrived. “Bring her in.” he said. He extinguished his cigar and stepped inside the living room. After less than a minute, Eric and Craig, his most loyal men, entered with the musclebound test subject. They held the girl by her massive arms, dragging her closer to the middle of the room, next to the large sofa. They were both big men as a result of their continuous use of the best HYPERMUSCLE-X products. Craig was bigger in sheer size, packing on about 225 pounds of muscle. He looked about as big as a professional wrestler fed with plenty of necessary “vitamins”. He was also pretty tall. Eric was a little smaller, but significantly leaner. He was about 200 lbs and had a slimmer waist, but his vascularity was more than impressive. His numerous visible veins made his jacked body look like a roadmap. They let go of the girl and walked up to their boss. “She’s all yours, boss! Call us if you need anything.” said Eric.

The girl has been sedated to make it easier to transport her. They weren’t sure what her real capabilities were, after all. She was a lot bigger than Tombstone’s men and her mind was not too far from that of a prehistoric animal. They also branded her with a black tattoo on her neck that read “SLUT #43”, indicating there were 42 failed experiments on females before her. Craig brought a syringe from his pocked and injected her with a serum that would wake her up. This was because Tombstone would find no pleasure in fucking an unconscious woman. The boys then left their boss with his new toy. Tombstone looked at the 350 lbs girl in front of him with genuine curiosity. She was far bigger most of the women in the entire world. She was probably bigger than Maddy, from what he could tell. But she lacked everything else: her symmetry, those humongous tits, those perfect feminine attributes, than incredible mind. She gained mass, of course, but very little else. Tombstone’s curiosity quickly turned into lust. Now he wanted to test her sexual prowess, or more likely, her sexual resistance. He wasn’t gonna play with her, he was gonna destroy her in the most brutal way possible. He got undressed and walked towards her, his gigantic shlong moving like a pendulum as his massive frame emanated power and masculinity. The girl finally woke up. The first thing she saw was the gray muscular monster looking down at her, his cock already rock hard as he slowly stroked it. Her pupils dilated as she didn’t really understand what was happening to her.