Sam pt. 5

It had been a while since I’d seen Sam, a few months at least. Our last sexual experience had put me in the hospital, and I needed time to recover. Sam understood, I think, but I was beginning to have second thoughts about our relationship. Things were getting too intense with the ridiculous amounts of steroids she was doing.

Then she texted me. 

“Hey babe, haven’t heard from you in a while. I’d like to show you something.”

Not, I’d like to see you, or I miss you. Hmm. I responded, “Show me what?”

“Oh babe, a pic just won’t do it justice,” she replied. “You need to come see me.”

At first, I was reluctant. What had I gotten myself into by introducing Sam to female muscle? I had created a monster. But she knew that. And she also knew that, even if it might be against my better judgment, it turned me on like nothing else. Which is why, when I didn’t respond, she texted this:

“I’ve been lifting, and juicing, and growing. I’m a fucking monster now!”

My first response was to say no, but re-reading that last text, my dick was stiffening. As much as my better judgment might tell me otherwise, I wanted to see how much those thick, ripped muscles had grown.

So I went over to her place. When I got there, I knocked, but no one answered. I tried the door and it was unlocked, so I let myself in.

The front room was empty, but I heard some deep grunting coming from the living room around the corner. When I peeked around the corner, my dick was instantly hard at what I saw.

Sam was doing chin ups, completely topless, clad only in what looked like skin-tight, white cotton boy briefs. The windows were wide open, allowing a cool breeze in, but also allowing any of her neighbors to see her half-naked body. She didn’t seem to care.

Her back muscles were huge, knotted cords of muscle, rippling with striations and veins. Her lats were enormous meat wings stretching out to the sides, giving her a grotesquely wide appearance. Her shoulder muscles bunched and bulged so high that at the bottom of each rep, her shoulders practically swallowed her head. Rippling bulges, dripping with sweat, continued down along her spine and under her briefs, which were stretched tight, nearly bursting, with all the bulging mass stuffed into her glutes.

“Ninety nine…” she grunted, “One hundred!” she gasped and dropped to her feet. She looked over her shoulder, her face half-obscured by her massive left trap muscle, and saw me.

“Hi, Babe,” she said in a voice a full octave deeper than I remembered. “Like what you see?”

My mouth just dropped as she turned. She put her hands on her hips, and her lats were so big that it looked like her arms were resting on top of them. Her biceps were so big they nearly touched her massive pecs, which jutted inches from her body, thicker and more vascular than than any I had ever seen, male or female. 

She smiled, and I could see veins squirming across her forehead and cheeks, along with muscular striations across her jaw. Her smile grew as my eyes continued downward, noticing the course black fur that crawled up her apple-sized abdominal muscles. 

And then I noticed her crotch. It bulged, straining the cotton of her briefs, which clearly appeared to be designed for a male. It looked like she had stuffed two full socks in there.

“Oh yeah,” she said, bringing her arms in position for a crab flex. “I’m like, totally butched out, babe!” she gasped, as she crunched down. Veins flared up on her neck, arms, and her pecs as they inflated to phone-book-sized masses of bulging, striated beef, with a rippling groove three inches deep down her sternum. She grit her teeth as veins squirmed across are ab muscles, feeding down into her crotch. It bulged bigger, tenting the briefs and pushing the waist band away from her monstrous waist.

“Unnghh yeah!” she breathed, bucking her hips, and then flexing down harder, as veins bulged up across her thighs and fed into her bulging crotch. I heard a tearing sound. Her glutes vibrated with bulging muscle, and with a rip, her briefs exploded off her body.

I nearly lost it as I saw a massive cock bulge out from her mid section and slap against her rock hard abdominal wall. Sam licked her lips. 

“What do you think?” Then she raised her arm and flexed a bicep that looked bigger than a cantaloupe. With her other hand, she reached for her giant she cock and stroked it.

“Not bad for a girl, eh?” she said with a chuckle. 

I stood there, dumbfounded, but my dick was hard as a rock. This was definitely not what I was expecting, yet I was somehow strangely turned on by the sight of my gender-bending girlfriend sporting a massive erection from the months of steroid abuse that had transformed her body.

“I’m horny, babe,” she said, stroking her cock slowly. “And I need a fuck. Now!”

With a quickness that belied her massive bulk, she grabbed my jeans and tore them off, then she pushed me over a weight bench facing a large mirror. I could see her spit on her girl cock and rub it with one hand as the other held my neck. She watched herself bounce her pecs in the mirror, clearly turned on by her own musculature, before she roughly penetrated my ass with her massive member.

“Oh fuck yeah, so tight…” she breathed as I felt my ass being painfully stretched and filled. I tried to squeak out a protest, but it was lost among my groans and her moans as she started thrusting in earnest, watching her abs in the mirror as they bunched and rolled with her ministrations.

“Yeah, bitch,” she cried, bucking faster, “I’m so fucking big, I can take what I want, who I want, when I want!” she cried, flexing her pecs as she bucked and fucked my ass harder.

“And I’m going to keep getting BIGGER” she said with a slam of her hips. “AND BIGGER!” SLAM! “AND BIGGER! AND BIGGER! AND BIGGER!” she said faster and faster, slamming my ass harder and harder as I cried out in pleasure and pain.

“Oh yeah, I’m already bigger than Arnold ever was,” she said throatily, as she continued to pound my ass. “I’m gaining on Ronnie Coleman, almost bigger than Mr. FUCKING OLYMPIA,” she cried, bucking harder. 

“GONNA GET EVEN HUGER!” she cried, “FUCKING MASSIVE!!”

“AHH YEAHH!” she cried suddenly, raising both arms and flexing into a double bicep pose. She looked in the mirror, watching her massive biceps rise and bulge. Her huge clit-cock popped out of my ass and flared arrogantly upward, bucking. She flexed down into a most muscular, grimacing as she grit her teeth and her girl-cock exploded with cum, sending spurt after spurt up into the air and down onto my back and her massive pec-shelf.

She breathed heavily as she released her flex. She grabbed her pecs with both hands, squeezing them, then wiping the cum onto her hands. She licked them as I turned and watched. She smiled.

“Oh babe, just look at me now. I’m so glad you got me into this.” she said, smiling wickedly.

I was not so sure anymore. But my dick was still hard as a rock.