The ring




When Greg awoke, it was late evening, only shadows and streaks of lamplight
filled the room. He lay silent, exhausted still, his arms dangling over the
side of the bed. As he pulled himself upright, he heard a small noise. He
looked at his empty hand and then to the floor. The ring lay there,
unsparkling. Greg placed it on the table and looked over at Kristi's silent
form. Her chest moved softly, Kristi's breath came in small sighs
like a child's. In the half-light, Greg rose to go to the bathroom. He
walked softly and closed the door before turning on the light.

For the second time that day, he gasped at his reflection.

As unbelieving as before, Greg touched his hair, eyes and mouth only to
confirm he was himself again.

The ring. He realized in a flash of memory and recognition: the ring was
magic and had transformed him, but its power deserted him when the ring left
his hand. He turned off the water, threw a towel around himself and turned
back into the bedroom. He needed to retrieve the ring before Kristi woke up. 

He found it immediately, slipped the ring on his finger, noticing how the
stone blazed even in the twilight. Greg concentrated on his earlier fantasy
figure and slipped back into the bathroom to see if it had worked.

Once more he was the tall, imposing blond he had been earlier. But this did
not reassure him. Would it last? How could he explain it to people who knew
him? Friends? Did he want to look like this forever? And then another
thought struck him.

Sitting alone in the bathroom on the edge of the tub, he shut his eyes
again. He concentrated on a short red-haired, mustachioed man he was
creating in his mind. About 5'5", he thought, heavy square tits covered in
golden red hair and thickly muscled thighs with diamond-etched calves. He
imagined the long slender penis surrounded by curling red hairs. Greg opened
his eyes and saw what he had only imagined before.

Excitedly he tried several changes in form to resemble the men he always
wanted to be. He became tall and dark, short and muscular. He noticed a
muscle mag lying on the toilet top and he realized he could indulge himself
with his most outrageous muscle fantasies.

Turning the pages, he found a picture of Mike Francois who had always turned
him on with massive size and his huge 22 inch biceps and good looks.
Concentrating on the photo, he looked into the mirror. He looked exactly
like Mike. He raised his arms and flexed his biceps. The mighty arms flexed
beside his head, the massive shoulders and chest flexed and rippled in the
mirror. He ran his hands over his new body, feeling the size and power. 

"Hey, where's Greg?"

Greg turned to see Kristi standing in the doorway to the bathroom, looking
over Greg's massive new body with definite interest. Kristi's glance
stopped at Greg's ring.

"Ah, this is going to be interesting," Kristi said raising her right hand
to show Greg her own ring. She picked up the muscle magazine and flipped
through the pages, stopping at a photo of Christa Bauch.

"You like freaky muscles, too, eh? Watch this," she said and slowly changed
her 5'2" skinny body into Christa's massive physique, her muscles growing and
hardening, becoming much bigger than Greg, her skin darkening to Christa's sexy
ebony. Kristi gained almost a foot in height and gained about 60 pounds
of muscle.

Watching Kristi change from the hot woman who'd just fucked him into a
rock-hard bodybuilder excited Greg tremendously. His dick stiffened as he
moved to Kristi and ran his hands over Kristi's huge muscles.

"Biceps are my favourite muscle," said Kristi as she flexed her huge,
award-winning arms, the muscle looking like a mountain top with it's amazing
split. "What do you think?"  

Greg's cock grew to Mike's full 8 inches as he ran his hands over the
massive biceps that Kristi now sported. Changing his form was incredibly
hot, but having a partner with the same power was mind-blowing, the
possibilities for sex unimaginable.

"Shit, you look hot," panted Greg. "God, I've always fantasized about
getting off on Bauch's biceps, feeling them, licking them, measuring
them... she must have the biggest arms!"

Kristi smiled, "Me, too. Why don't you get out a measuring tape." She hit a
double-biceps pose, then ran her hand over her right arm, flexing and
pumping the huge muscle.

Greg found a tape and ran it around Kristis upper arm. He drew a deep
breath and read off the tape, "23 inches," he gasped. 

"Look again," grinned Kristi.

Greg did a double take. Kristi's biceps had grown bigger, to a huge 24
inches, every muscle on her body gaining mass. His hands shaking, Greg
stepped back, dizzy with excitement. He looked down at his own massive body
and flexed the outrageous muscles. He looked at Kristi's huge physique and
his own and nearly fainted, again.

"How did you do that?" Greg demanded. "Have you done this before?" 

"Like it?" responded Kristi. "You like my muscles, like watching them flex
and get bigger and bigger, huh? Yeah, man, I get into muscle sex, getting
bigger than any of these female bodybuilders you like so much." 

Kristi took my hands and put them on her massive, striated chest and
flexed. "Feel my pecs, muscle man, tell me how much you like freaky big
muscles," she said, then hit another double biceps pose.

Greg ran his hands over Kristi's massive chest, tentatively at first, but
gaining confidence when he his own massive arms moving in front of him.
"Yeah, big, hard muscle, flex those pecs, man, show me your monster muscles.
Flex for me, muscle girl!" 

Kristi moaned with pleasure, "Oh, man, yeah! Muscles!" She brought her arms
down and hit a most muscular shot, her traps and shoulders massive and wide.
"Man, I want you to fuck me, I want you to make your dick 12 inches long and
I want you to fuck me hard. I want you to fill me with muscle cum!"

They moved back into the bedroom, and Kristi grabbed Greg's cock, "Make it
bigger man, make it huge, just imagine it and it'll get huge, man." 

An image of the biggest dick he'd seen, 12 inches long with a huge vein
standing out along the top, the mushroom shaped head flaring and glistening
with pre-cum, filled his mind and he felt a surge as his dick expanded and
hardened in its new shape. 

"Yeah, that's it, man, huge monster meat! Fuck me, my muscle hunk!" Kristi
growled as she lay on her back on my bed, flexing her hard muscle. "Muscle sex, man, hard muscle sex!" 

Greg grabbed some oil from the night stand and poured a generous amount on
his dick then over Kristi's torso and ass. He smoothed the oil into
Kristi's hot fuck hole, the muscles clenched around his finger and
Greg's hard cock throbbed harder and harder. Greg applied oil to
Kristi's huge tits and began stroking them roughly, "Yeah, this muscle man's going
to fuck you hard, going to fill you up with my hard muscle." 

Kristi thrashed on the bed, her massive legs flexing, the quads hanging
from the bone then harding into a mass of defined muscle. Her calves were
bigger than most bodybuilders arms, bigger than some men's thighs. Greg
knelt on the floor and pulled Kristi's ass towards his dick, the muscles
in his arms flexing and jumping as he moved the behemoth woman. Kristi put
her legs on Greg's shoulder's and Greg began licking and biting and the
monster calves beside his head. Raising his head, he grabbed his 12 inch
dick and pointed it as Kristi's
waiting hole.

"You want this monster dick, man, you want this muscle man to fuck you?"
Greg said.

"Fuck man, yeah, fuck me, fuck me stud!" Kristi groaned. "Put that dick up
my pussy and fuck me, fuck your muscle baby, let's get huge, guy, let's fuck
and get bigger and bigger, man. Fuck, yeah! Muscles, big, freaky muscle!" 

Kristi raised her arms to flex her biceps again, licking the hard muscle.
"Cannon ball biceps, man. I want you to fuck me and I'll make my arms
bigger, yeah, fuck me as if you're filling me with muscle, watch me grow, man!"


Greg threw his body over Kristi's, his dick plunging into his muscle
girl's hot ass. He grabbed Kristi's biceps and Kristi flexed. "Make your
arms bigger, buddy. My dick is in you pumping you up with hot, hard muscle."
Greg began pumping Kristi's ass, his massive dick plunging into the
muscular hole, Kristi's ripped ass muscles clenched hard on Greg's dick.
With each stroke of Greg's dick, Kristi's body became bigger, the muscles
getting hotter. It seemed as if each stroke Greg threw into the massive woman
only increased Kristi's weight by another 5 pounds. Kristi's biceps were now
28 inches, her chest 90 inches, her shoulders were getting so wide spreading
across more than half the bed, more than 4 feet across. 

Greg felt Kristi's muscles grow bigger and bigger, pumping his dick up
Kristi's ass, each stroke adding more and more mass to Kristi's already
giant physique.  Greg couldn't help but start growing himself, Kristi's
massive biceps growing harder and harder sending waves of sensation and mass
down Greg's arms. He grew taller and heavier, wider and stronger. Pulses of
energy came off Kristi's body, each pulse sending more and more muscle into
Greg's body, filling each muscle with more and more mass. Now he was big as
Kristi, and getting bigger each moment.

"Yeah, my muscle man, make your muscles grow. Get bigger for me, fuck me
and grow, man! I want to see 30 inch biceps man 35 inch biceps! I want a 500
pound muscle man pumping his hot cock and hot muscle into me!"

Greg's dick jerked and spasmed, even his huge 12 inch cock growing with the
rest of him. His arms grew to 30 inches, then to 32 inches around. "You want
muscle? You want to see 35 inch biceps?" Greg cried. He raised his arms and
flexed, his shoulders 5 feet across, his traps reaching up his neck. He
flexed his monster arms, "Bowling ball sized biceps, man! 35 fucking inches,
man!" Turning his head, Greg gasped as he saw the massive, freaky, monster
muscle. The sight of 35 inch biceps sent him over the edge, gallons of cum
spurting into Kristi's hot ass, his dick growing another inch.