The One Where the Girls Decies to Work Out part 2
A 'Friends' muscle fantasy.
By A.-Guy Fromnowhere


Well, this is it for now!  I don't really know where to go from 
now.  If it gives inspiration to somebody else for a better 
version, then more power to them.  Enjoy!

If the first month saw the wake-up call of their bodies, the second 
saw the beginning of serious muscle growth. Monica herself and the 
girls on n even stricter regimen with greater intensity in their 
workouts.  The women were also much more supportive aqnd encouraged 
each other to make extra efforts.  The feeling of empowerment and 
growth fueled each of their personnal motivations and working out 
became a source of physical delights and pleasures  instead of only 
pain as the senses were being stimulated: the sight of each other  
and the sensation of working their bodies, and growing bigger and 
stronger, the sounds of the weights clanging in a rythmic fashion, 
of women moanng and breathing, the well-being and pride of 
completing another session, all contributed in making pumping iron 
an addictive experience.  The results of the first month had been 
real but subtle enough not to be obvious, but those of the second 
month were much more evident and dramatic.  All three women saw 
their biceps develop mass and definition and their triceps 
beginning to develop a full horse shoe pattern.  Their shoulders 
were broadening and becoming rounder and very hard to the touch.  
Thier cleavages began to deepen as their breasts began to be 
supported by developping pectoral muscles and they could feel their 
abs strengthening even though they were not visible yet.  Their 
legs were making the most progress, becoming  pillar of strength as 
each of them saw their quads and hamstrings becoming apparent even 
at rest, and their calves' growth was showing even from the front 
enhancing further their sensuality.  Especially exciting to them 
was how their buttocks were hardening and rounding in half-spheres 
of power.  Their back muscles were becoming even more defined as 
they thickened and their stances becoming athletic and energetic.

Phoebe arrived from work at the parlour, wearing a ample robe that 
covered her new curves.  The day at been busy but she still felt 
able to run another   of Monica,s  2 miles warm up runs.  Her 
energy level had never been higher in her life as well as her 
confidence in herself.  Tasks that seemed to be beyond her physical  
abilities she could now do with ease and enjoyed surprising people 
by performing discrete feats of strength (like  uncorking tough 
bottles, carrying water jerrycans one in each hand).  Her new 
strength even surprised her sometimes.  Even though she wore 
concealing clothes ( more to avoid losing time with close-minded 
costumers than anything else)  many of her clients had expressed 
surprise and pleasant satisfaction how her sessions  had improved, 
about how well and deeply she was able to relieve their tensions 
and pains with her strong fingers.  She couldn't  help but smile at 
their comments but was still reluctant to say anything.  But now 
entering her room she began what had become an almost daily ritual.  
She slowly began to take sexily off her clothes, pretnding to strip 
in ront of many hot guys.   She egan by lowering the neckline, 
exposing her shoulders, who had enlarged by at least two inches in 
the last month by her guest, and showed evident signs of 
muscularity.  The sight of her bare skin stretched by her muscular 
shoulders made her smile.  "I can't believe thi is actually me!"  
she thought as he continued to disrobe.  She next revealed her 
chest, the line of definition clearly obvious separating from her 
burgeonning pectoral muscles.  She clearly felt the difference with 
her hands tracing the new curves forming undr her breasts, which 
seemed lifted by the new mass.  She still had trouble flexing them 
now, but was sure it would soon be ble to play with them.  
That thought made her even more horny and her breath quickened as 
she removed the sleeve from her arms, a wetness developping between 
her legs.  A startled breath came in her mouth as she beheld her 
biceps and triceps who were now bulging out even when relaxed, the 
ripples of muscles more obvious daily.  The strength she felt in 
them was turning her on to no end.  "the shy little mice is 
becoming a lioness" she thought.  Her physical awareness had risen 
as well s her power as her body blossomed, and seeing the same 
effect happening to her friends had increased their drive and 
deepened  their relationships.  She slowly lifted her arms sideway 
and began to flex the, a quiet moan escaping her mouth as two bumps 
the size of ice cream scoops rose up.  She flexed again even 
harder, over and over and witnssed  her biceps engorge with blood, 
making them swell even bigger.  Love juices began dripping down 
following her new inner thigh muscles, making her legs even 
broader.  
After a few long minutes, she stopped flexing, and swayed her hips 
in order to display her favorite bodypart, and the one showing the 
most obvious improvements.  Her robe fell down and revealed her 
muscular thighs, the muscles in them pulsing as she performed dance 
steps in order to make her quads and calves swell and pump.  She 
then lifted a scond full length mirror ("Gosh its so light!")  in 
order to check out hr back.  Her narrow waist made the muscles in 
her back look even wider and more massive.  As she witnessed her 
back, delts, biceps and triceps move and harden with every little 
moves under her increasingly sweaty skin, her breath coming in 
ragged gasps 
'More� I want more mmmuscles.' she murmured.

Somehow, Phoebe was surethat the best was yet to come.   
     
	'I'm doing bench presses�naked!' thought Rachel as she pumped 
another rep, sweat trickling on her bare, glistening skin.  A skin 
that was extremely tight as the muscles under them were enlarged by 
the pump she was experiening as she performed a final rep before 
replacing the barbell on the bench.  She got up and then looked at 
herself.  Ever since Phoebe at given her the idea of working out in 
the nude, she had decided to buy a weight set  in order to do 
sessions by herself in the privacy of her own apartment and be able 
to admire her new self.  

'You've come a long way baby.' she said Rachel with a smirk.

After three months, her body had evolved beyond her wildest dreams.  
She looked at her chest, her breast having lost none of their 
perkiness, but now they were thrusted forward by thick pectoral 
muscles, made even more ripped and defined by her present pumped 
state, a deep groove runnung down to her belly.  With a devilih 
smile she began to flex her pecs one at a time,  alternately left 
and right, left and right.  Her nipples began to harden as erotic 
shivers ran down  her back  at beholding her magniicent body.  She 
then brought her pecs to a full flex, bringing her hands to her 
hips and squaring her shoulders, who had broadened so much that she 
had recently removed allthe pads from her outfits, not that she 
planned to wear many outfits with sleeves in the future. 
	At first she hadn't been very enthusiast about building  up 
her body, but as it began to fill with vitality and power, and her 
muscularity began to increase, she had fell in love with her new 
self and confidence that soared  along with her physical progress.  
Her back had become thick and bumpy, and running her hands on her 
sides, she could feel her lats beginning to create a "V" , and 
further narrowing her waist.


The gym room resonated with the clanging of weights and the sounds 
of exhertion from the three amazons pumping iron, their bodies now 
posessing levels of muscularity approaching what female 
bodybuilders might possess.  Each women however, posessed a 
specific bodypart which they had a specific affinity in 
developping: for Phoebe, it was her legs, for Rachel her chest and 
back and for Moica it was her arms.

	Monica was so proud of her arms.  She seemed to have natural 
genetics to build her overall strength and mass, but her arms were 
her pride and worked them harder than any other body parts.  She 
was about to begin concentration curls, wearing her old workout t-
shirt which was straining under the sheer size of her upper body.  
This she had done on purpose because she was hoping to realize a 
fantasy she had dreamed up since this all began and she knew it was 
very close to realising (plus it would be a great chance to show 
off).  
	She looked around to see her partners in the middle of their 
own routines.  She ws amazed on how much they had transformed from 
meek girls to real goddesses.  Rachel was doing behind the head 
pull-ups at a slow and regular rythm.  Her altar top revealing her 
wide massive lats and thick back muscles as she strained to perform 
her eigth repetition, while a month ago she still hadn't been able 
to do a single one.  All three of them nowhad defined trapezius 
running down their necks and defined abs of steel, but Rachel was 
the only one who had achieved a perfect six-pack as yet(although 
not for long if Monica had nothing to do with it).   Phoebe was 
beginning her another set of squats, (her most intense and favorite 
exercise), a look of determination and elation on her face.  Monica 
saw the explanation for this when she noticed that Phoebe had 
increased her charge again since yesterday"Man his girl is getting 
strong!"  Her legs were bulging from all sides, with teardrops 
obious and striations on her quadriceps.
Monica stopped staring and began her concentration curls.  Her 
drenched form was making her shirt semi-transparent.  
One�Two�Three�Her chest was heaving, her nipples hardening and 
showing through�Four�Five�Six�Her sleeve was straining under 
thepeaked mass of her pumping biceps.  "Just a little more!"  
Seven�Eight�The burn was so intense, her sleeves were stretched to 
the breaking point.  One more!  

'YES!' she half shouted as her final rep tore her sleeve revealing 
the largest muscle she hd ever saw on any women�and a vein!  Her 
mouth fell down as she stared at her flexed bicep as if it was the 
first time she saw it, her new vascularity throbbing with power.  
She looked up Rachel and Phoebe, looking at her with amazed eyes.

'Ohmygod!'

'Cool!'

'I Know!'

	Monica then proceeded to do the same with her other arm, her 
bicep growing larger as the reps progressed until with a guttural 
moan, she saw her other sleeve burst revealing a mountainous peak.  
Monica put down the dombells and ran her hands across her engorged 
arms revelling in their power  and the pride of her newfound 
vascularity, feeling the veins gorged with blood. 
	The other women came and began to feel her arms, marvelling 
at their hardness nd size.  At the same time, Monica began to feel  
Phoebe's quadriceps, the teardrop-shaped muscles, and her bulging 
diamond calves.  Phoebe was running her expert hands on Rachel's 
muscular back, with mountains and ravines of strong flesh, along 
with lats which looked more and more like wings, again marvelling 
at the difference a few short months could do.  The heat was rising 
rapidly, dangerously pass the point of simple admiration as the 
three amazons kept feeling each other.

(the end?)