Neodystrophin, Part 4
By Myostatinus
A sickness treatment has powerful muscle growth side-effects.


Back at the lab, Veronica didn't even bother to change, she quickly glanced at
the results from the automated PCR machine, which confirmed her fears.
Replication enabling DNA was present in large quantities.

A quick LC-MS test of her own blood showed viral proteins profusely expressed
in her bloodstream.

Glancing at the group rat cage she saw that all the rats were much larger than
they had been before, and were busily humping each other continuously.

Just then another wave of arousal hit her.

She quickly gave in and started to caress her large defined physique. The more
time passed, the faster her transformation seemed to take place. Probably
because of the increased virus concentration in her body. If that was true,
then the other people she infected should probably feel the effects much
faster than she did, as she was infected with only a fraction of a rat's
dosage.

Seeing her reflection in the lab's windows, she could see that her
transformation had now visible to the naked eye. Veins criss-crossed her
ripped physique, her muscles gorging themselves on the nourishing blood it
brought. All this growing was making her uncontrolably hungry. The only edible
thing in the lab were the rats, and the liquid cell- culture media stored in
the cold room. Veronica's growing musculature propelled her towards the door,
opening it and nearly tearing it off it's hinges with her powerful brawny
arms. She then gazed at proper sustenance : 100-liter barrels of cell-culture
media, specifically formulated to allow cultivation of mammalian cells in
bioreactors. Removing the lid, she pulled out the luer-lock fitting and
inserted the tube in her mouth and sucked in nourishment for her expanding
musculature.

In unison, her muscles swelled to take on incredible proportions, responding
to the stimulus her bone structure and supporting tissue also developped. The
hormonal surge the added muscle mass induced caused a retroaction by the
body's hormones that enhanced her feminine traits.

She could see her arms bulging, becoming larger and larger and more and more
defined, new veins continually formed themselves to irrigate the musclte
tissue. Veronica could feel her shoulders expanding, her back thickening and
widening. Her ever growing lats outlying the thin but powerful-looking waist
that held the expanding slabs of muscle that covered her thighs. Even her
calves partook in the action, expanding and hardening beyond the limits of
credibility. Her pectorals and breasts both grew in unison defying the weak
barrier that were the bra and the irridescent tube-top. The stretchy material
that covered her huge hard muscular legs was first to show signs of weakening.
Already tight at the beginning, it was now being stretched much harder than
thought posible by it's designers. The tight black fabric looked thinner than
if it had been painted on her legs. Her quads suddenly burst through the
overstretched material, exposing a bulging, striated, vascular slab of thick
powerful womanly muscle. Probably bigger around than most men's waists it's
incredible definition bellied the incredible power they possessed. Her
rock-hard buttock burst through next perfectly round in their striated
muscularity. Her abdominal washboard also tightened counterbalanced by her
strengthening lower back. Her waist gradually took on incredible definition
and size thought impossible on any human body. Her intercostal muscles also
bulged visibly, eclipsed by her ever expanding pectorals and breast. The
incredible Hulk would have been put to shame by Veronica's transformation. She
finally collapsed on the cold storeroom floor. Still slowly sucking in the
nourishing fluid while caressing her increasingly harder and sexier frame.

When she regained control of her senses she felt envigorated, looking down she
was amazed at the massiveness of her body. She was also taller, fitting neatly
in the door's frame. She felt the hardness of her muscles, it was like
touching warm marble.

Veronica used the lab's equipement to determine her proportions. Her vascular
ripped biceps peaked at 30 inches. Her massive chest was 66 inches, Her huge
breasts produting defiantly several inches in front of her body, probably a
HHH cup or something. Her waist was 38 inches, but it looked puny compared to
her massive chest, but it's dense musculature displayed the power it held.
Veronica's muscular hips measured in at 60 inches, and they came down to 43
inch shredded, vein engorged quadriceps. Finally her calves measured 30 inches
too. She wasn't too surprised to find that she weighted 350 lbs after she
measured herself to now be 6'5'' tall. Her body fat seemed to be around 4%,
her skin hugging the contours of her massively muscled frame, showing
incredible definition.

'WOW' Veronica said out loud, 'I'm the most incredible person on the face of
the earth.'

Thinking deeper it dawned on her : 'I'm the most incredible person on the face
of the earth for now, if I don't do anything, everyone will turn into an
unstoppable sex- obssessed super-massive muscular piece of anatomy textbook.'

'COOL'