Mike and Jenni. Part I. By SeaRaven with special thanks to MarkNew Jenni gets big, with a little 'help' from Mike. Jenni Culler is standing in front of a mirror, doing alternating biceps curls while watching her biceps dance under her tanned skin. "Just one more inch, can't be too hard..." She mutters between heavy breaths. Her arms burn from exhaustion and her whole body is covered in sweat from her monster workout. Mike Bernays walks in from the attached lab-basement. Mike is about six feet tall, of normal build. He is wearing a lab-coat and is obviously proud of something he just finished working on. The instant he sees Jenni's muscle-pumped body, he gasps and looks her up and down, admiring Jenni's well-toned calves, her curvy bosom, her striated traps... Jenni doesn't notice his entrance since she's too fixated on her workout. Her arms begin to shake as she somehow manages to do more and more reps. Mike can see her biceps twitch just a second before Jenni screams out in pain and the weights fall noisily to the floor. Jenni suddenly wraps her arms around herself and curses loudly just before she falls down on her knees. "Jenni! Are you all right?" Mike walks over, obviously concerned. "All right? Do I look like I'm all right? Here..." She extends her heavily muscled arms towards him. "Do these little matchsticks look all right?" Mike looks at Jenni's "matchsticks"... they must be at least 16" around, slightly smaller than his, but probably firmer. They also look larger on her smaller frame. And oh, so sexy! "Jenni, you're absolutely gorgeous! I know you'll do a great job at the contest tomorrow. You look stunning!" "No way, you should see the other competitors. They are enormous." She eyes her bottle of protein shake on a table. "I need a different brand. This one doesn't provide enough nutrition for growth." She slowly relaxes her arms from the painful cramp. Mike slowly put his arms around her. "Jenni? I know that you've been working hard for this contest... so that's why I wanted to help you." Jenni doesn't really listen to him as she grabs the weights again for another bicep workout. "How sweet..." She snorted dismissively. "And how do you intend to do that? Buying me a more expensive brand of protein shake?" "Actually, funny that you should mention that." Mike produces a small beaker from his pocket. There is a white mixture inside. "This is a kind of skin-cream that I made for you. It's a catalyst for energy-absorption. It enables the body to absorb energy from light, from heat, even from other living beings!" Jenni manages to do five more reps before she loses control again. Her arms are now pumped even larger. "Ow!" She winces in pain. "A skin cream? Mike, I want to win a bodybuilding contest, not a beauty contest." She grits her teeth and rubs her arm. "No, this cream will increase your muscle size. I estimate it ought to increase your muscle mass by at least 150%, without leaving any suspicious traces for the blood test!" Jenni finally turns towards Mike with a strange look in her eyes. She licks her lips interestedly. "Did you say... 150%?" "Uh. Yes." He is slightly taken-aback by her sudden attitude change. "But, you ought to be careful-- there's a side-effect." "I don't care as long as it doesn't turn me into a man or something." "Hah, oh no, that won't happen. You apply it to the skin, and the growth should commence almost immediately. But while you have the cream on you, you shouldn't touch anyone." "I see..." Jenni takes a large sip from her protein shake. "It would be dangerous for me?" "No, not for you. You see, since the cream makes your body absorb energy from everything around you and convert it into muscle mass, it will make your body absorb energy from anyone you touch. And for that person, it will have the opposite effect, converting his or her muscle mass into energy for you to absorb. In effect, it will have the reverse effect on the other person as it has on you. Making him or her smaller or weaker, more and more the longer you touch. Do you understand?" Jenni rolls her eyes. "Hey, but I'm not stupid. So, I guess it means that I can't give you a thank you kiss while I use the cream?" She leans toward him, batting her eyes at him and giving him a good look at her breasts. "Well, of course you could, I mean, if you wanted. You'd just have to wash it off first." "Oh right! Of course." Jenni eyes the beaker curiously. "So I just put that all over my skin?" "That's right. You only need to apply it to one part of your body for ALL of your body's muscles to grow." Jenni grins. "What a shame... I thought about having you watching me doing a full-body creaming. Mike smiles wider and blushes. "Well... ahem... you CAN, but you don't have to. It would kind of waste it." "I see..." She walks over the basement's shower stall while taking-off her top, exposing her busty chest. "Just let me take a shower first, will you?" "Ash... sure!" Mike feels himself getting hot with arousal as he watches her turn on the water and takes off her workout shorts. Jenni doesn't bother to close the curtain as she soaps herself; she enjoys the hot water relaxing her cramped muscles. "You know, if it really works, I'm going to need some more weights, if I get 150% stronger as well." "Um... well... yes, but, I mean, you'd get more than 150% stronger. You see, assuming an equal level of conditioning, your strength increases by the square of any increase in the muscle cross-section size. That would mean, uh, over six times stronger." Mike watches her, tantalized as he approaches the shower. "Mind if I help soap you up?" "Not at all ... I'm sure you’ll be careful not to miss a single spot..." She giggles and flexes her muscles to their maximum size. "And I have a lot of spots, you know. Mike's hands shake as he grabs the soap and lathers-up Jenni's back. Jenni flexes every muscle group that Mike's hands work on. "You're really spectacular, you know? I don't know how you can lose!" "That's sweet of you to say... but I don't think they are big or hard enough yet..." She turns around. "You know... my biceps still hurt." She flexes and winks in a seductive manner. "Would you kiss them to make 'em better?" Mike leans forward and lovingly presses his lips to her arms... "Hey, how about a little game, Mike? You wanna play?" Jenni asks. "Ok?" "Close your eyes, will you?" "Sure!" Mike closes his eyes expectantly. "Just a minute. Let me get all nice and soaped-up." Mike can hear Jenni move a bit and then she suddenly takes his hands, putting them on her slickened shoulders. "I want you to spread the soap all over me, and just imagine my body getting bigger and harder." "Hmm... okay." He smiles as he starts to move his hands across the dimpled, hard curves of her body. Jenni shivers and moans suddenly. "Oooh! That's it baby." Mike feels her muscles flexing-up extraordinary hard under his hands... "Wow! I really love how your muscles feel!" He continues massaging Jenni, running his fingers down her pecs... Jenni "Ooh, yeaaahhhhh!" Jenni now has some laughter in her voice. "Keep going Mike. You're doing great!" As Mike's hands travel lower he can feel Jenni's breasts firming up and pushing-out. He presses-in with his thumbs, they felt like marble. "Wow! I can barely make a dent! Can I open my eyes now?" Jenni moans with a mixture of pleasure and lust. "Ooooh, not yet baby! Just a bit more. Use your imagination!" Mike can feel Jenni's shoulders moving up... as if she's on some sort of elevator. "Hold on a second... something's not right." Mike opens his eyes and removes his hands from Jenni, he suddenly gasps as he sees her. Jenni has grown to immense size. She looks down at him and smiles. Her muscles rival those of a male bodybuilder, while her breasts could belong to a porn-star. Her hands press against the thin walls of the stall shower, which are beginning to buckle outwards. She steps-out of the shower and forces Mike backwards as if he were as light as a doll. "Surprise!" "Holy!" Mike falls-back. "How did you..." His eyes narrow suspiciously ... he notices the half-empty beaker of muscle-cream on the floor beside him. "You- you took that out of my pocket when my eyes were closed!!" Mike feels his now skinny arms. They're as thin as pipe-cleaners. Jenni laughs! "I sure did! And know what? I'm not done yet. I still owe you that thank you kiss. She grabs Mike by his arms, lifts him like a rag-doll and kisses him deeply. "Jenni-- how could you! MMPH!" Mike struggles in vain against her vastly superior strength. He can't even move her arms, much less free himself. And even worse, he can see that what's left of his muscles are rapidly deflating and softening, while Jenni's body continues to expand more and more the longer she stays in contact with him. Jenni kisses him more, drawing his breath into her as the cream sucks out his increasingly meager strength and adds it to her own. "You wanted to help me. And [kiss] ... now [kiss] ... you are!" [Kiss, Kiss, KISS!!] She moans as the growth begins to take its final stages. "I wouldn't have thought you HAD so much strength in you." "Jenni! No! You... you're shrinking me!" Mike's voice goes up higher in pitch as Jenni continues to drain away his size and strength. "Yeah... but look how you're making me grrooooooooow!" She laughs. "Don't worry... I won't kill you. I'll leave you with enough strength to live." She winks. "Just enough." "Jenni! Please let me go!" He struggles in vain. He coughs because it's getting hard to breathe. Jenni finally let’s go of him and drops him to the ground. "Thanks babe! I needed that." She puts both her fists on her hips and looks-down at her new, supercharged physique. "All right! I bet you anything I can win that contest now!" Mike falls onto the floor; he can barely move his bony, frail arms. "Jenni, how could you do this to me!? I... I trusted you!" Jenni is struggling to put-on sweatpants and a sweat-shirt. The formerly loose garments are now skintight on her larger and now hugely powerful body. "Yeah you did trust me, didn't you?" Jenni giggles. "Oh well! Big mistake for you! Can't wait for the contest tomorrow, though." She blows him a kiss as she energetically bounds-out the door. "Bye-bye Mikey! See you later!" Mike is left on the floor, staring at the ceiling. "Jenni..." he whispers. "Come back... Please..." To be continued...