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Ch. 9: Preview #3
🕑 Added 2024-11-22 01:33:58 +0000 UTC“What’s this?” the host laughed. “Think you’re ready for the big leagues, Brandi? With those show muscles?”
“You might be surprised,” Brandi bantered.
“What’s he, your cheerleader?” Skylar snorted.
“Somethin’ like that.” Her eyes flashing giddily to Theo. “Buxomizer, here we come.” Wow, his eyes got big at that!
Theo felt his arousal stir, big-time. Brandi taking a Buxomizer dose? He could hardly imagine … Oh man…
Geez. Theo stared as Brandi’s pecs and biceps thickened, turning into steel. Her loud grunt preceded the collapse of her huge arms back out to her sides, her attempt falling just a fraction short of a full rep. “Hmph,” Lola declared. He felt honest to god disappointment that she wasn’t able to—
“C’mere!” Brandi’s big paw caught him around the middle and reeled him in! Before he could yelp, she had attached his hands to the bar, next to hers, and--
“Push, Theo!” Brandi’s sweet voice beseeched. “Help me out!”
“Hey!” protested Lola, as the Panthers doubled over and laughed. “That’s not part of the rules!”
But he sure wasn’t listening, for one. As he tightened his arms, it pulled his torso backwards. Into Brandi. He gasped as the cushiony masses of her breasts received him, her delts and biceps hardening like hot metal against his. He had only enough time to squeak, darting his gaze right to see the incomprehensible size difference in her arm versus his.
And somehow her arms turned even harder, and grew – and began powering forward, as her strained voice commanded, “Give all you can!!”
He did. By god, he did. For all intents and purposes, her pecs were an unyielding slab of steel against which he flexed and threw all his weight. The surface of his arms dimpled slightly here and there, where his meager muscles quivered and added every ounce of strength he had to Brandi’s efforts. Holy GOD--to feel such power behind him, working through him, moving him and the machine alike!
Soon her cantaloupe-sized shoulder boulders squeezed around his, compressing his soft tissue and bones for one harrowing moment—before the pressure relieved, their arms flew back, and Alice whooped in triumph!
“I’ll be damned,” Lola chuckled, striding up to pat his chin. “The little fella actually did something.”
“He sure did!!” Brandi’s exuberant voice vibrated right past his ear, her—christ, her arms circled around his chest, and snugly, tenderly squeezed. “That was amaaaaazing,” she hummed, her heavy breath pouring across his cheek, her rock-hard and pillow-soft body ensconcing him in such an … unforgettable … way …
“Should we give them a minute?” Nora jeered.
How long had it been? He was losing track. The feeling was incredible. He felt her soft breasts advancing and retreating at a quickening pace, her breath verging on soft moans. She was as turned on as he was! This was happening so fast, so publicly, but she didn’t seem to care. He was at her whims as she rose to her feet behind him and led him aside, her arms draped unabashedly around him as if claiming him. “S-Sorry, y’all,” she husked, cheeks flushed. “Don’t mind us.”
“Oh, we don’t,” Nora assured. “Y’all are such a cute pair.” As Alice sauntered to Brandi’s side, Nora humorously amended, “Or a trio, rather.”
Theo’s heart pounded a mile a minute, Brandi’s arms all over him, the enbuxomed Alice smiling down approvingly. The … fuck … was happening!?! All he knew was, he was insanely aroused.
