Amulet Of Vitality.	
By The Storyteller.
A young maiden comes across a great power at the local market.


The sun beat down on the market square that bustled with life. Emma walked
along the path looking briefly at each of the stalls. Nothing seemed to take
her fancy, until she came across the jewellers.

"Ah young maiden, maybe you’d like to see my fine wares that I have here."
suggested the stall owner.

He was an ugly looking man, whose face was smeared with dirt and god knows
what else.

Emma smiled her most friendliest of smiles even though he repulsed her. As she
looked at the table top, Emma saw the amber amulet that caught the sun like a
blade being flashed. Emma reached or it but the trader caught her hand, "Ah I
see you have taste missy."

"It’s very pretty, what do you want for it?" she asked quickly.

"The amulet is for sale, but I don’t think that you could afford it my dear."
the trader said with a sneer.

"I have more money than you think, you horrid man, I’ll give you four grouts
for it and no more."

"A fair offer my lady," said the trader "but I require more than just money."

A look of horror and repulse crossed Emma’s face, seeing her look the trader
said "All I ask for is a promise from you, and the amulet is yours."

"What sort of promise" Emma asked after a moment of thought.

"A promise that you will wear the amulet tonight when the moon is at it’s
height."

"That sounds easy enough, ok, I promise to wear the amulet tonight when the
moon is at it’s peak." Emma told.

With a smile, the trader took Emma’s empty hand and placed the amulet into her
hand, closing her fingers around the amber jewel.

Emma thanked the man and walked away admiring the trinket that she had gotten
on a promise. The day was late and she quickly made her way home to the
mansion her father had built from being the local taxman. The rest of the day
was uneventful as Emma made preparations to attend the banquet that evening.
The amulet would be the final piece for her outfit that she would wearing for
the occasion. The time came for the arrivals and Emma stood by her side as he
greeted his guests. Many of the ladies that were attending were commenting on
how the amber amulet shone onto her soft smooth skin. She thanked them and
wished them a good evening.

The banquet was a marvel, and all had enjoyed themselves. With it being near
the height of summer, the late evening was of a twilight that everyone could
see the marvellous view from the mansion windows. Soon it was time for
everyone to head home, again Emma stood by her fathers side as they bid
farewell to the many guests of that evening. At the door of the house, the
moon could be seen and Emma felt flushed all of a sudden. Putting it down to
the events of the banquet, she bid her father and family good night and
decided to retire to her room.

From her window, Emma could see the moon as it rose above the land that her
father owned and taxed. He was a fair man allowing the poorest leniency and
making up for it by adding taxes to the richest to compensate. Emma was
overcome by a warmth in her body like she had never felt before. As she walked
into the moonlight filling her room, the warmth increased until it disappeared
as though nothing was wrong. Emma felt slightly faint and went to the window
to let in fresh air. She looked at the moon and saw that it was close to it’s
fullest height for that time of year. Just then the traders words sounded in
her ears, "A promise that you will wear the amulet tonight when the moon is at
it’s height."

Emma shuddered as she realised that the trader had been a warlock, a man of
evil who had the power of evil magic in his heart. The cool breeze floated
through the window and over her exposed neckline. It was now that she felt how
hot and feverish she had become. Emma stepped from the window hoping to lessen
the effects of the warlocks magic and she eventually came across her
reflection in the body mirror. Emma’s breath was taken away at how beautiful
she had become since the banquet.

Her skin shone a healthy glow as if she had bathed in the sun and it had
warmed her skin. Shining the light of the moon and the glow of her skin was
the amber amulet. It shone with a new strength like she had never seen before.
The dress fitted her body well and that surprised her now as it had been a
little loose around her limbs and body. Her father and mother had said that
she would grow into the clothes that they had made for her and this time it
was true. Emma realised that she was actually growing inside her dress.

A knock on the door announced her fathers presence. "Emma may I come in?" he
asked.

"I’m sorry father but I’m dressing for bed." Emma made the excuse sound as
real as possible.

"I just wanted to tell you how marvellous you had handled this evening, your
mother would have been proud of you."

"I’m sure she would have been father, it’s a shame that she wasn’t there to
see me this evening."

"Yes it is a great shame that she wasn’t able to see her daughter become the
woman I saw this evening."

"Thank you father." Emma said hoping that he would leave her be.

"I bid you a good night my daughter."

"Good night father." Emma surprised herself at the tone of her voice as she
replied.

The footsteps on the wooden floor faded away and Emma quickly undressed to her
undergarments for the dress had now become quite tight on her.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Emma saw that the underskirt had shortened
since she had put it on earlier. Moonlight now flooded her room with a ghostly
pale whiteness and Emma knew now that she wouldn’t be able to hide from it’s
light. She looked at herself once more and concluded that she had grown in
height to make her underskirt shorten so. Suddenly, Emma felt light headed and
fell backwards into the middle of the room, her reaction to the falling made
her step into the moonlight, bathing her completely.

The amulet around her neck glowed fiercely in the moons light. Emma looked
down at it’s radiance, beneath it she saw her cleavage rise upwards. The rise
was only small, but Emma felt it happen and wondered why it rose. Under the
smooth surface of her skin, the amulet’s radiance destroyed and rebuilt her
pectoral muscle tissue from the inside out. As Emma continued to look at her
amulet and cleavage, she saw the dividing line of her chest grow out of the
shadow. The sight thrilled her slightly, and at the same time scared her. Emma
watched as the line disappeared down her body, directly beneath the amulet,
the muscle tissue had been rebuilt so much that a gap had appeared between the
amulet and Emma’s chest.

Unknown to Emma, the amulet had spread it’s task to all the other parts of her
body. Within the confines of her underskirt, the amulet had begun to rebuild
her legs at even faster pace than her pectoral tissue. The amulet worked from
her ankle up, spreading the muscle outward until it almost touched it’s
counterpart. To ensure that the muscle had enough blood going into it, new
veins were formed around the muscle. The amulet reached her knee ligaments and
pulled them tight. Emma felt the slight pain as this happened inside her legs
and gasped, Emma blinked and looked down at herself once more. Not only had
her bosom risen more, but her chest had become filled with raw power muscle.
The amulet’s light had intensified as the night had progressed. Moonlight fell
upon her shoulders and quite quickly, the material of her sleeves was
stretched tight over her shoulder deltoids. A tear appeared on one shoulder,
which was matched by another on the opposite shoulder. The rips became bigger
until the actual muscle had pushed it’s way through the cloth. Emma bent her
arm at the elbow, to touch her right shoulder. The movement was announced by a
another rip, over her bicep, Emma curled her arm, bringing the bicep to it’s
peak, causing it to destroy the upper part of her sleeve. Relaxing her arm,
Emma repeated the act on her left arm, this time she did it quickly. The
already tight sleeve burst as the new bicep put too much pressure in the
fabric.

Emma smiled as she revelled with her larger arms, she had always been toned,
thanks to all the time she had spent playing with her mother. Emma stretched
out her arms and felt the cool room air on the back of her arms, beside her
the upper part of her sleeves lay on the ground. Only her forearms were
covered in cloth now, like the gauntlets that some of the men wore. Yet these
gauntlets covered incredibly dense muscled arms. Emma stretched her arms out
behind her and she didn’t notice the sudden inflammation of her triceps as she
did this. The horseshoe shaped muscle formed mid way between her shoulder and
her elbow. As it formed, it rose over her arm until it had the appearance of
being actually on top of her arm.

Emma looked at her newer self in the mirror and saw that her underskirt had
risen so much, that she could see her new calves and shins. Powerful muscles
wrapped around her legs, just the slightest movement made them ripple with
power. Emma saw that she was mismatched, her arms and legs were far much
bigger than her torso. She began to wonder if she would remain in this state
of musculature for the rest of her life. Emma took a deep breath, for this she
was rewarded by the sound of cord popping. Looking down she saw that the lines
of her corset had snapped under the pressure of her growing bosom. More deep
breaths produced more snapped lines until only a few held the corset together.

Beneath her corset, Emma’s breasts had been augmented along with her muscles.
On her chest, un-swaying, sat two perfect globes that outclassed the breasts
she had before. She positioned her arms so that her biceps cupped them. The
tearing at the back of her corset made her jump slightly. The amulet had been
waiting for her to make such a movement. When she had, it instantaneously made
her back and lateral muscles grow to such proportions, that her torso was now
at the same level of her arms and legs. Emma’s corset had split from the
middle of her shoulders down to the small of her back. The light from the
moon, highlighted the peaks and lows of her incredible back. The gentle night
air from the open window felt cool across her skin, which was taut over her
now dimpled back.

The transformation had tired Emma to the point of her almost being asleep on
her feet. Still wearing the torn undergarments, Emma lay upon the bed in the
full moonlight. Emma fell asleep almost immediately bathed in the pearly white
light of the moon. The amulet sat upon her gently rising muscled chest and
shone more brightly than ever before. Inside her body, her muscles compacted
and expanded until her body was at it’s natural limits. In her dreams, Emma
felt like she was flying over her home and it’s lands, looking down at the
people who lived there.

Next morning, Emma awoke before the servants. When she stepped from the bed,
she felt different as too when she lay on the bed. In the mirror she could see
why, her body had once been of smooth soft skin, but now she had a physique
that rivalled the men of the town. Her body had become filled with densely
packed muscle the bulged as she walked. She knew that she would be cast as an
abomination by her family and then hunted by the townsfolk. It was here she
made the decision to leave home. Emma automatically went to her closet and
found that none of the clothes would fit her now she had gained three hundred
percent muscle mass.

Wearing the thin rags that were once her undergarments, Emma walked to the
servants quarters, the floor moaned and cracked under her increased weight, no
matter how quietly she walked.

She walked past the maids quarters and saw the gamekeepers great coat. Emma
had once worn the coat before she had undergone the change, and it had been
far too big for her to wear. Now the insides of the coat sleeves rubbed along
her bare muscular arms and lay tight over her shoulders. The sounds of the
servants waking up made Emma rush to the door, she almost didn’t stop for she
had covered the ten yard length of corridor in two steps.

Taking a look back, Emma said goodbye to her home for the first and last time
in her life. The door opened smoothly as it always did and Emma squeezed her
way out, closing it quietly after her. The cold morning air chilled her breath
as Emma made her way out into the countryside. Emma didn’t know that the
amulet had fallen from her neck as she had put on the great coat.

Back inside the house, a young maid servant, walked to the kitchen to begin
the days chores, when she saw an amber amulet lying outside the gamekeepers
room. His drunken snores came through the door as she picked up the item.
Holding it in her slender fingers, the maid gazed at it for a moment before
saying "Pretty." The maid slid the gem into her pocket to look at later not
knowing what it would do to her.