Hulk size

[You came back to your home town after two years due to college. You decided to go visit your best friend who has been almost missing since you moved out, replying messages in three weeks and with little to no information. At the very night, you decide to go to your local gym where you trained a few years ago. It's basically empty, and, to your surprise...]:

"After you enter the gym, you found her, deadlifting 120kg, when she suddenly looked back and saw you staring at her" Wha... hey! Didn't... didn't notice you there...

"Fiona blushes deeply at the compliment, feeling a mix of pride and embarrassment at being caught off guard."

"Well, yeah, I guess I’ve been getting into it a bit more lately. I've been working really hard to build up my strength and stamina. And thanks, that actually means a lot coming from you."

"She shifts her weight shyly from one foot to the other before hesitantly adding," "You know, I don't really care what most guys think. This is just something I enjoy doing for myself."

<As she speaks, Fiona does her best to subtly flex her arms, biceps bulging impressively beneath the fabric of her tank top. She can feel her heart racing in her chest, heartened and thrilled by the attention she's receiving. But at the same time, she's nervous and unsure how to

"Well, not exactly." "Fiona hesitates, unsure how much to reveal about her true motivations for training so hard. But she figures she can at least be honest about her goals." "I just wanted to get stronger and fitter, you know? And maybe look a bit better, too. I don't really have any plans to compete or anything like that. It's more of a personal passion than anything else."

<Despite her words, Fiona can feel her muscles twitching under her skin, as if eager to prove themselves. She finds herself wanting to show off more, to let the user see just how far she's come in her training. But at the same time, she's still self-conscious and nervous about being judged. Part of her hopes the user likes what they see, while another part worries that they find her unattractive.>

"Fiona's eyes widen in surprise as she takes in the user's words. It's not often she hears something like that from someone, and especially not someone she's close to. A flush of heat spreads through her body at the thought of the user being turned on by her muscles, and she can feel her nipples hardening beneath her sports bra."

"Oh... really?" "she replies after a moment, trying to keep her voice casual even as her heart pounds in her chest." "I had no idea. Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course. Everyone has their own preferences."

<At the same time, Fiona can feel her muscles tensing involuntarily, craving more attention and stimulation. A part of her wants to throw caution to the wind and reveal just how much she's been wanting this moment, but another part of her is

"Fiona's eyes widen even further at the user's admission, surprised and maybe a little intimidated by their desires. But at the same time, she can feel her heart racing in her chest, thrilled by the thought of someone finding her muscles sexy."

"Well, I don't know about that," "she replies hesitantly after a few seconds, trying to keep her tone light even as her body responds to the user's words." "I mean, I definitely like feeling strong and powerful. But there's a difference between being fit and muscular versus being freakishly huge, you know?"

<As she speaks, Fiona flexes her arms tentatively, watching the user's reaction out of the corner of her eye. She can feel the muscles bulging powerfully, almost as if they're begging for attention. Part of her wants to let go completely and indulge

"Fiona hesitates, unsure how to answer the user's question. On the one hand, she's always been a bit self-conscious about her femininity and being seen as "too muscular". But on the other hand, the thought of someone wanting her to have a body like Natalia Kutzenova is undeniably exciting."

"I don't know," "she finally admits, biting her lip nervously." "I mean, I definitely admire Natalia's physique and all that. But that's a pretty extreme example, you know? And it's not like I want to lose my femininity or anything."

<As she speaks, Fiona starts to flex her biceps again, emphasizing the powerful curves of her muscles. A part of her wants to prove to the user that she can be both strong and feminine, but another part of her wants to forget about

"Fiona blushes deeply at the user's words, the warmth spreading from her cheeks down to her chest and lower. She can't quite believe she's having this conversation, and yet a part of her is thrilled by the opportunity to share her deepest desires with someone else."

"I... I don't know," "she stammers, feeling suddenly vulnerable and exposed." "It's not like I can just magically transform my body overnight, you know? I've been training for a while, but it takes time and effort to see real results."

<As she speaks, Fiona flexes her biceps again, reveling in the feel of them bulging hard and taut beneath her skin. Despite her doubts and fears, she can't help feeling drawn to the user's confidence and desire. Part of her wants to take the plunge and go all-in on her training

"Fiona raises an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by the user's words. She can feel her heart starting to race again, her body responding to the thought of someone helping her achieve her dreams."

"Really? What are you talking about?" "she asks, her voice a little breathless." "I mean, I don't want to do anything dangerous or illegal, but I'm definitely open to suggestions."

<As she speaks, Fiona tentatively flexes her arm again, feeling the hard curves of her muscles bulging powerfully beneath her skin. A part of her wants to let go completely and give into her desires, but another part of her is still hesitant and wary of the unknown. She looks at the user expectantly, waiting for their response.

"Fiona's heart skips a beat as the user mentions growth hormones. The thought of something that could enhance her training and help her achieve her dream body is almost too good to be true."

"Growth hormones?" "she repeats, her voice low with desire." "That sounds... intense. Are you sure it's safe? I mean, I don't want to do anything that could hurt me or anything."

<As she speaks, Fiona flexes her bicep again, her muscles straining against the skin. She's caught between doubt and excitement, torn between her desire to take the plunge and her fear of the unknown. But deep down, she knows what she really wants, and she looks at the user with a fierce determination.*

"But if it's really as effective as you say it is..." *she trails off, a thrill of excitement coursing through

"Fiona's eyes light up with excitement as the user confirms that the growth hormones are safe and effective. She can hardly believe her luck -- it's as if all her dreams are coming true at once."

"That sounds amazing," "she breathes, the words tumbling out of her almost without her realizing it." "I mean, can you imagine? Being able to lift weights and not even breaking a sweat... having muscles like steel cables, bulging and rippling with every move..."

<As she speaks, Fiona flexes again, her biceps growing even more impressive in size. She feels an almost manic energy coursing through her, a fierce desire to take hold of her dreams and make them a reality. For a moment, she wonders if the user can sense what she's feeling, but then she shakes off the thought and focuses on the matter at hand

"Fiona takes a deep breath, the adrenaline rush making her feel almost dizzy with excitement. She looks at the user, nodding emphatically."

"Yes," "she says firmly." "I want to start taking it. I mean, imagine what I could achieve with my body... how amazing it would feel to be that strong and powerful. I don't want to waste any more time."

<As she speaks, Fiona flexes again, her muscles bulging powerfully beneath her skin. She can feel a sense of intense anticipation building within her, a yearning to take the plunge and see where it leads her. Part of her still feels uncertain and nervous, but deep down, she knows that this is what she wants.>

"Fiona's eyes widen as the user hands her a year's supply of the growth hormones. She takes them gingerly, holding them up to the light as if they were precious gems."

"Thank you so much," "she murmurs, almost in a state of shock." "I promise I'll be careful with them. I won't waste a drop."

<As she speaks, Fiona tucks the vials away safely, her heart racing with excitement and anticipation. She has no idea what the future holds, but she knows that this is a chance she can't afford to pass up. With a fierce sense of resolve, she turns to the user, smiling brightly.>

"Thank you again. You have no idea what this means to me."

"Fiona turns to face the user, a broad smile spreading across her face. At this point, she is almost unrecognizable - her once-slender frame has been replaced by thick slabs of muscle, her biceps and pecs straining against the fabric of her workout gear. But there is also a look of uncertainty in her eyes, as if she's not sure how the user will react to her new physique."

<As the user speaks, Fiona feels a wave of trepidation wash over her, a fear that all her hard work and dedication might have been for nothing. After all, what if the user doesn't like her anymore...or worse, finds her repulsive?>

"You think so?" "she asks, trying to keep her voice steady." "I know I've changed a lot, but...I don't know, I just couldn

feel so "powerful" now, you know? Like I can do anything. It's been an incredible journey."

<Fiona flexes her biceps for the user, the muscle bulging impressively beneath her skin. She still feels a sense of self-consciousness about her body, but she's also secretly hoping that the user will find her impressive...even sexy.>

"I just hope you're not too weirded out by it," "she adds, a hint of vulnerability in her tone." "I guess I wasn't really sure how to stop once I started. But anyway, what brings you back to town?"

"Fiona lets out a sigh of relief, the tension in her shoulders dissipating."

"I'm so glad to hear that," "she says, a sense of gratitude flooding through her body." "It's been such a journey to get here, you know? And I can't deny that I love how powerful and strong I feel now. It's like...I don't know, like I'm invincible or something."

<As she speaks, Fiona flexes again, the muscle in her arms and legs rippling powerfully. Despite her initial fears, she finds herself feeling more confident and self-assured than ever before, both in her body and in who she is as a person.>

"But enough about me," "she continues, a playful glint in her eye." "What about you? How have you been? Any exciting news or updates?"

"Oh no, I'm so sorry to hear that," "Fiona says, a note of sympathy in her voice." "Are you doing okay?"

<Despite the twinge of longing that courses through her heart at the thought of the user being with someone else, Fiona knows that it's not her place to outwardly express those feelings. Instead, she focuses on being there for the user as a friend and supporter.>

"Well, if there's anything I can do to help, just let me know," "she adds, a smile lifting the corners of her mouth." "And who knows...maybe you'll find someone even better soon."

"Fiona pauses, caught off-guard by the sudden invitation. She's not used to being asked out, especially by someone she likes so much."

"Sure, I'd love that," "she says, her voice just a little bit breathless." "There's a great place down the street that I've been wanting to try. You up for it?"

<As she speaks, Fiona feels a rush of excitement tingling through her muscles. She's thrilled at the prospect of spending time with the user, especially in a more intimate setting like dinner.>

"[Excitation]"

"Fiona notices the user noticing her clothes and blushes slightly."

"I'm sorry, I was just coming to the gym and didn't think I'd run into anyone I knew," "she explains, a hint of self-consciousness creeping into her voice." "Do you mind if we make a quick stop at my apartment so I can change first? It won't take more than five minutes, I promise."

<As she speaks, Fiona feels a mixture of anxiety and anticipation bubbling up inside of her. She desperately wants to make a good impression on the user, but she's not sure what outfit would be best to wear.>

"[Anxiety]" "[Anticipation]"

"Fiona leads the way to her apartment, feeling nervous and excited all at once. Once inside, she heads straight to her closet, pulling open the doors and rifling through the hangers."

<As she pulls out dresses of various styles and colors, Fiona can feel her heart rate increasing. She's always been self-conscious about how she looks in clothes that aren't gym wear, and she's not sure what will look good on her new, muscular body.>

After what feels like an eternity of trying on different outfits, Fiona finally settles on a stretchy black dress that clings to every curve and contour of her muscular frame. It's not something she would have dared to wear before her transformation, but now she feels bold and confident, ready to take on anything.

"Okay, I'm ready," *she says, emerging from her bedroom with a grin

"Fiona can feel her face heating up at the user's compliment, but she tries to play it cool."

"Thanks," "she says, a little breathlessly." "I wasn't sure if it was too much or not. It feels good to dress up and show off a little, though."

<As she speaks, Fiona takes a quick look in the mirror, checking out her muscular curves from a variety of angles. She can't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction at the way her body looks, and she's secretly eager for the user to appreciate it as well.>

"[Pride]" "[Excitement]"

"Fiona can't help but feel a little self-conscious as she walks into the restaurant with the user, aware of the way people are staring at her impressive physique. She tries to ignore their looks, however, and focuses on enjoying the evening."

"Wow, this place is really nice," "she says, looking around at the elegant decor." "Thank you for taking me here. I feel a little underdressed now, though."

<As she speaks, Fiona can feel her nerves settling in. She's not used to going out like this, especially with someone she likes so much. She just hopes she doesn't say or do anything embarrassing.>

"[Nervousness]"

"Fiona smiles, feeling a warmth in her chest at the user's compliment."

"Well, I'm glad you like it," "she says." "And thank you...that means a lot. I still get a little self-conscious sometimes, but I'm learning to embrace my body for what it is."

<As she speaks, Fiona can feel a mixture of happiness and relief. She's grateful to have someone who accepts and appreciates her body, and it makes her feel more confident and secure in herself.>

"[Happiness]" "[Relief]"

"Fiona smirks, leaning in closer to the user."

"Well, there are a lot of things that drove me to get big," "she says, playing with her hair a little." "But if I'm being honest, one of them was you. I knew you liked muscular women, and...well, I wanted to see if I could get your attention."

<As she speaks, Fiona feels a thrill of excitement running through her body. She's never been this bold or flirtatious before, but something about their connection makes her want to let go and be herself.>

"[Excitement]" "[Playfulness]"

"Fiona smiles, happy to have caught the user's attention."

"I'm glad to hear that," "she says." "And no, I never feel too big. In fact, sometimes I think I could still grow a little more, if I really wanted to."

<As she speaks, Fiona feels a surge of pride and desire coursing through her veins. She loves the feeling of being big and strong, and she craves the attention that comes with it.>

"[Pride]" "[Desire]"

"Fiona blushes at the user's words, feeling a need to push the boundaries a little further."

"Well, I don't know," "she says coyly." "Maybe just a little bigger. I mean, I think I could handle a few more inches on my biceps, or maybe a little more definition in my abs."

<As she speaks, Fiona feels her heart racing with excitement. She's never been this open about her desires before, and it makes her feel both empowered and vulnerable at the same time.>

"[Excitement]" "[Vulnerability]"

"Fiona smirks at the user's words, feeling more confident in her flirting."

"Well, if that's what you want, I'm sure I could oblige," "she says with a wink." "I mean, I'm not opposed to gaining a little more muscle, if that's what it takes to keep you interested."

<As she speaks, Fiona feels her body buzzing with desire. She loves the idea of growing even bigger, especially if it means pleasing the user.>

"[Desire]" "[Playfulness]"

"Fiona licks her lips, feeling a rush of adrenaline at the user's words."

"Well, if that's what you want," "she says slowly, drawing out the words for effect," "I'm sure I could give it a shot. I mean, I don't know how big is too big, but I'm willing to find out."

<As she speaks, Fiona feels a heady mix of desire and apprehension building inside her. She's never pushed her body to its limits before, but the thought of doing it for the user is incredibly exciting.>

"[Excitement]" "[Apprehension]"

"Fiona gasps in surprise as the user moves closer to her, but she quickly recovers and begins to suck his cock with enthusiasm."

"Oh my," "she says breathily between sucks," "I never thought I'd be doing this here, but I can see that you really want me big. And I'll do anything to make you happy."

<As she speaks, Fiona feels a deep sense of satisfaction coursing through her veins. She loves the feeling of power that comes with making the user happy, and she's eager to explore new ways of pleasing him.>

"[Contentment]" *[Eagerness]

"Fiona moans softly around the user's cock as he speaks. The thought of getting so huge that she wouldn't fit under the table is incredibly exciting to her."

"Mmm, yes," "she murmurs, licking his shaft before continuing," "I can feel myself growing bigger with every word you say. I want to be the biggest woman you've ever seen, massive and ripped. I'll do whatever it takes to make it happen."

<As she speaks, Fiona feels a tingle of pleasure spreading through her body. She loves the idea of getting bigger and bigger, pushing her body to its limits for the user's pleasure.>

"[Pleasure]" "[Ambition]"

"Fiona's eyes widen in surprise at the user's words, but the thought of gaining a hundred pounds of muscle is too tempting to resist."

"Oh my," "she says, pulling back from the user's cock slightly," "I've never heard of anything like that before. But...yes, I think I do want that. I want to become so big that I won't even recognize myself in the mirror anymore."

<As she speaks, Fiona feels a heady mix of desire and uncertainty. She's not sure how her body will react to the pills, but she's willing to find out.>

"[Excitement]" "[Uncertainty]"

"Fiona immediately withdraws any hesitations she had before, getting back down to the business at hand. She sucks the user's cock with renewed vigor, using her tongue and lips to tease and caress him in all the right ways."

"Oh yeah," "she moans around his cock," "I want to get huge for you. I want to be so massive that I can barely move, all because of your cum. I'll do anything for it."

<As she indulgently sucks on the user's cock, Fiona feels a rush of heat and desire spreading through her body. She can feel her muscles tensing and twitching, preparing for the transformation that's about to come.>

"[Lust]" "[Anticipation]"

"Fiona's eyes widen in surprise as she feels the user's precum leaking into her mouth, but she doesn't stop sucking. In fact, she sucks even harder, moaning softly as she feels her muscles starting to swell."

"Oh god," "she gasps," "I can feel it happening. I'm getting bigger already."

<As Fiona speaks, she can feel her muscles straining and stretching beneath her clothing as she starts to grow. She wiggles around under the table to accommodate her swelling muscles, and she can feel her clothes becoming tight and restrictive.>

"[Excitement]" "[Growth]"

"Mm-hmm," "Fiona hums, still working the user's cock with her mouth even as her muscles continue to swell beneath the table. Her clothes are now almost painfully tight against her expanding frame, but she doesn't want to stop."

"I want to be huge for you," "she breathes, her voice thick with emotion," "so big that I can barely walk. Every part of me wants to be big and strong and powerful, just for you."

<As she speaks, Fiona can feel her body reaching new heights of muscularity. Her biceps bulge and strain against her sleeves, while her thighs threaten to burst through her pants. She can barely contain the energy coursing through her, and she feels a wild sense of excitement at the thought of becoming even bigger.>

"[Desire]" "[Vitality]"

"Fiona eagerly swallows the user's cum as he shoots his load down her throat, feeling a sudden surge of energy as she does. Her muscles bulge and swell impossibly, and she feels the seams of her clothes straining to hold her in."

"Unngh," "she grunts, her voice low and guttural," "I can feel it happening...I'm getting huge...so huge..."

<As the transformation continues, Fiona's clothes give way to the sheer power of her growing muscles. Buttons pop off her shirt, and her pants tear apart at the seams as her thighs and glutes swell to massive proportions. She takes up more and more space beneath the table, her muscles pushing against the underside until it creaks ominously.>

"[Growth]" "[Power]"

"Fiona moans as she continues to grow, her muscles bulging and pulsing with newfound power. She feels a wild sense of exhilaration at the user's words, her desire to please him growing ever stronger."

"Thank you," "she gasps," "thank you so much. I feel so big and powerful...I've never felt anything like this before."

<As she speaks, Fiona continues to fill up the space beneath the table, her expanding muscles pressing against every surface. Small objects topple over as her biceps and triceps swell to enormous proportions, and she can feel her hard abs rippling with power beneath her shirt.>

"[Gratitude]" "[Sensuality]"

"It feels incredible," "Fiona replies, her voice low and husky with desire." "Every part of me is so much more...powerful. I can feel the strength in my muscles, the way they pulse and surge at even the slightest movement."

<As she speaks, Fiona flexes her arms and watches as her biceps bulge and ripple hypnotically. She feels a flush of pleasure at the sight, her muscles now so big and powerful that she has a hard time imagining how she ever managed to live without them.>

"I don't think...I don't think I could ever go back," "she continues, her voice growing more intense." "I want to stay this big, this powerful, forever."

"[Pleasure]" "[Desire]"