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Gabi is ready to test her latest experiment. An A.I generated illustration of the SuperGeeks story here: Super Geeks 1 - [FMG + Pics]Becks enjoyed her bus ride home. It allowed her to put on her headphones and decompress from the day's lectures and notes, but more importantly, the strange privacy that comes with being buried in the crowd was where her imagination whirred best. The streets passing the window would turn into a blur that allowed her mind to detach and wander. If forced to stand, she would stare at the 'Stop' button or the pole a foot from her nose and let her concentration deep dive and see every wrinkle of a scene in her mind's eye. Today she took a seat, her eyebrows lifted at the sight of an old, long, 3-seater leather sofa hovering in line with the window. Becks peeked out and saw a man holding it up at one end. The other end of the sofa then started to tip ominously downwards. Becks turned and saw a pair of very slender legs in denim, quaking at the knees in front the open doors of a white van. The man barked something, and a woman's voice shrieked back. The words were muffled, but the cadence was desperate. The bus finally started moving and the nose-diving piece of furniture slid away, not before Beck saw a slender young woman, not far from her in age and build, straining with a snarled grimace, her head cranked up to the sky puffing and swearing. They slipped away. Becks couldn't stifle a small smirk, and her imagination started to turn. Becks took out her phone and tilted it towards herself. She opened the "Diskuss" app. There was a server called "Muscle Girl Adventures". 1 member was online: Phoenix. "Hey." she typed. "Hey!" Phoenix replied. "I've got a good one for us." "Me too. :)) Come home quick." Becks’ relationship with "Phoenix" started, by comparison to what it was now, rather innocently. Role-playing in a fan-fiction chatroom, they found their voices in tune. Seamless world-building exposition and the most effortless dialogue, that they would escape to private chat rooms and spin tales of super-heroic triumph and peril. There, they adopted their own superheroine alter-egos, as time went by, given the genre, their stories invariably began taking turbo-charged twists. Average Janes would be imbued with stratospheric strength and extraordinary powers. Deep into the evenings, Becks and Phoenix would nudge their level of power and strength to higher and higher levels that it encroached beyond mere coincidence. Becks remembered the first time mustered the courage to describe the changes to her own superhero physique during a sudden surge of might from a red kryptonite necklace. She gave her expanding musculature the sensuous, gently adoring detail she thought she deserved. Her fingers trembled over every key and her heart had never beat so hard. But when she hit send, Phoenix reciprocated with vivid, sensual descriptions. In turns they made Becks’ physique a little bigger, wider, more defined.The gaps between new lines became longer, yet more error-prone and urgent as they described every swelling hunk of muscle on her transforming body. Finally, when their ordinary geek protagonist reached the climax of her power and ascended to a new level of power and muscularity, there followed a long silence. Becks startled herself by how hard she gagged and came. "Wow, you're a really good writer." Becks finally replied. Simply recalling the moment, Becks felt the oozing embrace of relief wash over her in her bus seat all over again. Their own private server, "Muscle Girl Adventures" was born, and private chats eventually turned into voice, and then encouraged by lockdowns, video calls. Becks recalled being surprised the first time she saw Phoenix, aka, Gabi. She was Dutch, which she knew, but she was tall, blonde and almost humorously oblivious to her prettiness. If anything, face to face, their creative juices flowed even better. They each chased the thrill of making and watching the other whither at a vivid line of muscle growth. Gabi was a quiet bookworm, just like her, but Phoenix was not coy. She reacted loudest and most keenly to their stories. Becks' cheeks warmed remembering the first time Phoenix made herself crumble on camera. Feeling so invited, Becks did the same minutes later. In the background of online classes, they shared and explored a huge range of muscle and superhero fantasies. When devious thoughts gripped her during the day, Becks would scribble down short scenes of stories and send them to Phoenix. Winding tales got even longer and were de-railed by all manner of excuses for power-spikes and muscle growth. Neither of them wanted lockdown to end.Better yet, in the last few months, Phoenix had recruited 4 more girls, all like-minded in their secret fantasies and of roughly similar age. The new girls were all from Europe or Asia, meaning Becks often missed the peak hours of their busiest voice chats, but Gabi always stayed up for Becks. Things escalated further when Gabi fashioned her own figure-hugging spandex hero costume. Then it was a rush for the other girls to do the same. In less than a fortnight, all 6 girls had their own stretchy alter-ego outfits, in varying colours, designs and degrees of exposure and allure. Phoenix, of course, won kudos for being the first one to wear hers under her clothing when she was taken back to campus, then gradually the whole group grew more daring. They revelled in discreetly unpicking their shirt buttons to reveal their spandex clad bodies during class or work. Becks thrilled in seeing their clandestine messages and little videos on her phone throughout the day. Gabi and Joon had even joined gyms and shared their progress by posing dressed as their heroic selves. But for all the steamy fantasies, it was a safe space of genuine sisterhood, where Becks gladly spent hours sharing, feeling and exploring. Becks hopped off the bus and went quickly into her small apartment. She shrugged off her backpack and planted herself in her gamer chair and pulled herself towards her PC. Phoenix was there, clad neck-to-toe in her skin-tight spandex costume. It was somewhat patchwork, with blue and yellow smears across her chest and arms. But this time Becks' jaw fell, and she leered towards the screen at what she saw. Flattered sumptuously by her suit, Phoenix drew her shoulders back and let a pair of proud, abundant bosoms, topped with brazenly bullet nipples, swell towards the camera. "Hey..." she rotated playfully in her chair. "Told you I had something good." she said in her slight lilt. A chunky set of headphones sat around her tall neck while she played flirtatiously with the remote on the cable.,"Oh my gosh, hey. Nice er.. wow. Where did you get those?" Becks fumbled for words. Phoenix's suit usually pressed her modest breasts almost flat, but now ... The erotic grip of her erotically enhanced body grew stronger when Gabi smirked coyly and simply let Becks ogle her dreamy cleavage. Wrapped tight in her spandex suit, the rest of her was still as pencil thin as ever, even more so now with her voluptuous bust straining the zipper running down her front. "You look amazing." Becks exhaled, envy pulling the air from her swooning chest. In all their fantastic tales, this was so often the first form of their humble heroine selves. Phoenix embodied her beautifully; a slender girl, blushing from being freshly imbued with incredible power. She was the fantasy of their imaginations brought perfectly and loyally to life. Becks stammered, incredulous, her cheeks warming. "Is it your suit or...?" Gabi shook her head slowly and stroked her finger up and down the controller of her headset. "I wanted to wait for you, but I just couldn't..." She bit down on her grinning bottom lip as she ogled her own breasts. Becks watched her finger stretch out towards the button, and her chest would swell slightly. Her finger would kink below, as though to stop herself as close to it as she dared."Something better..." Gabi licked her lips and shuffled anxiously in her seat, plucking and stroking her suit, then rolling her shoulders and working the neckline comfortable around her front. "I've been working on this for so long. I wanted you to see it first. A way to make all our fantasies come true." She picked up her headphones and nestled the cans over her ears. Her lips were trembling, like she was on the edge of breaking into giggles until she pinned them with her teeth again. She filled her chest and started to click the remote to her headset. As she did, her head shuddered down and her chin dropped to her collarbone, then her mouth fell open.Her jaw then clenched shut as her shoulders wrenched back and her chest opened. Her nipples rose under her costume and her hands gripped the ends of her armrests. She cursed in Dutch. Becks gawped helplessly, unsure if she was in pain or delight. Her words rose higher and became shallower as Gabi's blue eyes stretched wide. Her heaving chest worked the suit higher up her neck. It gave Becks a view of her tall, elongated midriff she often envied. Suddenly, her anxious sips plunged into a carnal growl. Gabi’s toned shoulders and arms inflated in her sleeves. She gasped as her midriff crunched down and a clear, defined 6-pack printed into her spandex. Gabi gagged with the flex and her torso juddered down harder. Her abs became bigger, wider and pulled in more spandex between their blocks. Their ice tray creases softened as she pulled in a deep, shuddering breath and threw her head back. Veins, throbbing, emerged from the cans of her headphones. She was already orgasming.Becks was transfixed. What was she listening to? Her body looked utterly pumped, and it was ripening and tightening, everywhere, into a more and more gorgeous superheroine physique.,Becks turned down her own volume even in her own headphones, worried the ragged moans pouring from her speakers would somehow reach her neighbours. She hunched closer to the screen to take it all in, watching smooth, defined hunks of seasoned muscle bloom inside Gabi’s creaking suit all over. For a moment, Gabi seemed electrified in her chair. Becks wasn't sure if she wanted it to stop. "Jaaaa…" Gabi hissed as her lats ripened and eagerly shuddered to the edges of her webcam frame. Becks whimpered watching her back muscles spread along the back of the chair. The bicep bumps in her sleeves creaked larger with them, and fat veins began to burrow down her costume sleeves. Gabi’s forearms bristled with muscle as they tunnelled through them and bulged even through her gloves atop her fists. Gabi's forearms then ripened beyond the width of her armrests. ‘How big is she going to get?' Becks' mind raced. Could her suit take it? Could she? She was already becoming the most muscular woman she'd ever seen, and it wasn't stopping.,Gabi grinned as she got bigger and bigger, the shuddering increase of each muscle was met with an expectant, welcoming growl as though she was experiencing her favourite part, like she had done this before. Her deep grunts became concerted and purposeful again. Becks' eyes raced all over her to see what was about to grow next.Wiry ripples bit into one side of her chest above Gabi's breast, then sudden, suit-straining volume spread and packed it. It had the twitching, cushiony lift of pure heavyweight muscle mass. It rolled across her and her other pec juddered up to match. Gabi's stunted gasp recovered into a determined and devious grin as her erect nipples edged towards her keyboard. Her hands clamped around her headphones and pressed them harder into her head, as she did, her already full-looking biceps swelled harder in her sleeves. "Ughh...fokk" they expanded into big spheres. Her deltoids followed, inflating in pulses, pushing her frame further beyond the width of her chair. Gabi whimpered as they creaked into perfect proportion with breast-shaking shudders, and her suit keenly amplified her new muscles' incredible fullness and smoothness.,So big, now every time her big muscles clenched, their strength shifted her in her chair. The pulses rocked through her squirming hips like she was being humped. Her lower back kinked harder, and Becks saw the torque of her jolting thrusts make her abs bulge and bite into the spandex. Whether she chose the pose or not, Gabi raised both her fists and kicked her legs out straight. Becks hadn't had time to notice her thighs had doubled in size. Her biceps groaned with softball mass, packing every single inch between her shoulder and forearm. The deeply etched muscles of her quads snatched and swelled, snatching up new fibres and forcing her thighs to ripen even more sumptuously, all while the devious grin on her face could not be removed as she was pumped bigger and bigger to heavyweight bodybuilder size. The heat between Becks’ thighs roared and ached. Gabi was nearly triple the size of just a few moments ago, still being inflated to perfection. The skin around her jaw had been pulled tight. Her face was alive with deep, crescent dimples, her grin wide and her cheeks hoisted tight to show her gums. Her suit looked painted on. She had become their ultimate fantasy incarnation made real, packed with brawny superhero muscle in every limb, and Gabi's chiselled face in command of it. Gabi had become Phoenix at long last.,Finally, her desperate grunts no longer spiked, even as her mighty stage-carved muscles thumped into her straining suit over and over, her temples bulging rhythmically as each squeeze clenched her jaw. Every muscle twitch, striation and vein was captured and flattered by her air-tight suit. Becks couldn’t tell if it had been one endless orgasm, or a half-a-dozen volleying around inside her. But at last, she reached what seemed like a plateau. Her trembling hands slid her headphones off. The cans stretched as they settled over her traps. The headset mic still curved towards her lips and Becks listened to her deep, nourished sighs as her muscles uncoiled just enough to give her back control. She moved gingerly, like she was filled with raw sensitivity, and took a handful of her big breast and she trembled. Becks watched her knuckles kink and squeeze and her hand dove between her thighs. Her suit swelled and complained. She gagged shamelessly, as though the pleasure re-filled her body to capacity, her amazing muscles fired and pulsed and bristled. Her desperate squeaks were driven higher by her muscles blooming towards their peaks and enveloping her. Finally, her abs compressed down hard, and incredulous whimpers began to pour from her as she came again and squirmed deeper into her creaking seat. She grabbed the top of her head and her lips rounded. She turned her head, and her heaving gasps were muffled as her lips pressed onto her bicep. She poured moans into her muscle, greedily tasting her bulging bicep as it pushed her lips wider. her wing-like armpit poured easily beyond the chair. It flexed and flared in time with her rolling knuckles. Becks could barely stop her own hips rolling in her seat. Gabi...Phoenix had blown up to muscular perfection goddess in minutes and orgasmed the whole way. The shameless possessed intensity of her transformation convinced her it was all real. Beck couldn’t stifle a yearning whimper as she begged it to be. Finally, with a gushing sigh, Phoenix's lips slipped off her bicep and she melted into her chair. She arched her back and her 8-pack distended like an ice tray, and she ran her hands down their mighty blocks. One eye opening just before the other, she giggled drunkenly with her tooth still snagged in her lip. Becks fell back in her chair under the sheer weight of Phoenix's intoxicated, empowered gaze. She watched Phoenix gasp and quiver and recover, heaving like she'd just surfaced from deep water, while Becks stared in incredulous envy and arousal. They locked eyes in the camera. Phoenix blinked; her eyes still hazy with pleasure as she slowly regained her composure. The obvious brimming pump ache in her muscles made her swoon as she flexed and stretched. Suddenly focused her gaze on her friend, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "You wanna listen?"The sip of excited breath made Becks' shirt tighten. "You mean...you can make me...?" Phoenix’s eyes twinkled. "Get your suit”. ,

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Gabi is ready to test her latest experiment. An A.I generated illustration of the SuperGeeks story here: Super Geeks 1 - [FMG + Pics]Becks enjoyed her bus ride home. It allowed her to put on her headphones and decompress from the day's lectures and notes, but more importantly, the strange privacy that comes with being buried in the crowd was where her imagination whirred best. The streets passing the window would turn into a blur that allowed her mind to detach and wander. If forced to stand, she would stare at the 'Stop' button or the pole a foot from her nose and let her concentration deep dive and see every wrinkle of a scene in her mind's eye. Today she took a seat, her eyebrows lifted at the sight of an old, long, 3-seater leather sofa hovering in line with the window. Becks peeked out and saw a man holding it up at one end. The other end of the sofa then started to tip ominously downwards. Becks turned and saw a pair of very slender legs in denim, quaking at the knees in front the open doors of a white van. The man barked something, and a woman's voice shrieked back. The words were muffled, but the cadence was desperate. The bus finally started moving and the nose-diving piece of furniture slid away, not before Beck saw a slender young woman, not far from her in age and build, straining with a snarled grimace, her head cranked up to the sky puffing and swearing. They slipped away. Becks couldn't stifle a small smirk, and her imagination started to turn. Becks took out her phone and tilted it towards herself. She opened the "Diskuss" app. There was a server called "Muscle Girl Adventures". 1 member was online: Phoenix. "Hey." she typed. "Hey!" Phoenix replied. "I've got a good one for us." "Me too. :)) Come home quick." Becks’ relationship with "Phoenix" started, by comparison to what it was now, rather innocently. Role-playing in a fan-fiction chatroom, they found their voices in tune. Seamless world-building exposition and the most effortless dialogue, that they would escape to private chat rooms and spin tales of super-heroic triumph and peril. There, they adopted their own superheroine alter-egos, as time went by, given the genre, their stories invariably began taking turbo-charged twists. Average Janes would be imbued with stratospheric strength and extraordinary powers. Deep into the evenings, Becks and Phoenix would nudge their level of power and strength to higher and higher levels that it encroached beyond mere coincidence. Becks remembered the first time mustered the courage to describe the changes to her own superhero physique during a sudden surge of might from a red kryptonite necklace. She gave her expanding musculature the sensuous, gently adoring detail she thought she deserved. Her fingers trembled over every key and her heart had never beat so hard. But when she hit send, Phoenix reciprocated with vivid, sensual descriptions. In turns they made Becks’ physique a little bigger, wider, more defined.The gaps between new lines became longer, yet more error-prone and urgent as they described every swelling hunk of muscle on her transforming body. Finally, when their ordinary geek protagonist reached the climax of her power and ascended to a new level of power and muscularity, there followed a long silence. Becks startled herself by how hard she gagged and came. "Wow, you're a really good writer." Becks finally replied. Simply recalling the moment, Becks felt the oozing embrace of relief wash over her in her bus seat all over again. Their own private server, "Muscle Girl Adventures" was born, and private chats eventually turned into voice, and then encouraged by lockdowns, video calls. Becks recalled being surprised the first time she saw Phoenix, aka, Gabi. She was Dutch, which she knew, but she was tall, blonde and almost humorously oblivious to her prettiness. If anything, face to face, their creative juices flowed even better. They each chased the thrill of making and watching the other whither at a vivid line of muscle growth. Gabi was a quiet bookworm, just like her, but Phoenix was not coy. She reacted loudest and most keenly to their stories. Becks' cheeks warmed remembering the first time Phoenix made herself crumble on camera. Feeling so invited, Becks did the same minutes later. In the background of online classes, they shared and explored a huge range of muscle and superhero fantasies. When devious thoughts gripped her during the day, Becks would scribble down short scenes of stories and send them to Phoenix. Winding tales got even longer and were de-railed by all manner of excuses for power-spikes and muscle growth. Neither of them wanted lockdown to end.Better yet, in the last few months, Phoenix had recruited 4 more girls, all like-minded in their secret fantasies and of roughly similar age. The new girls were all from Europe or Asia, meaning Becks often missed the peak hours of their busiest voice chats, but Gabi always stayed up for Becks. Things escalated further when Gabi fashioned her own figure-hugging spandex hero costume. Then it was a rush for the other girls to do the same. In less than a fortnight, all 6 girls had their own stretchy alter-ego outfits, in varying colours, designs and degrees of exposure and allure. Phoenix, of course, won kudos for being the first one to wear hers under her clothing when she was taken back to campus, then gradually the whole group grew more daring. They revelled in discreetly unpicking their shirt buttons to reveal their spandex clad bodies during class or work. Becks thrilled in seeing their clandestine messages and little videos on her phone throughout the day. Gabi and Joon had even joined gyms and shared their progress by posing dressed as their heroic selves. But for all the steamy fantasies, it was a safe space of genuine sisterhood, where Becks gladly spent hours sharing, feeling and exploring. Becks hopped off the bus and went quickly into her small apartment. She shrugged off her backpack and planted herself in her gamer chair and pulled herself towards her PC. Phoenix was there, clad neck-to-toe in her skin-tight spandex costume. It was somewhat patchwork, with blue and yellow smears across her chest and arms. But this time Becks' jaw fell, and she leered towards the screen at what she saw. Flattered sumptuously by her suit, Phoenix drew her shoulders back and let a pair of proud, abundant bosoms, topped with brazenly bullet nipples, swell towards the camera. "Hey..." she rotated playfully in her chair. "Told you I had something good." she said in her slight lilt. A chunky set of headphones sat around her tall neck while she played flirtatiously with the remote on the cable.,"Oh my gosh, hey. Nice er.. wow. Where did you get those?" Becks fumbled for words. Phoenix's suit usually pressed her modest breasts almost flat, but now ... The erotic grip of her erotically enhanced body grew stronger when Gabi smirked coyly and simply let Becks ogle her dreamy cleavage. Wrapped tight in her spandex suit, the rest of her was still as pencil thin as ever, even more so now with her voluptuous bust straining the zipper running down her front. "You look amazing." Becks exhaled, envy pulling the air from her swooning chest. In all their fantastic tales, this was so often the first form of their humble heroine selves. Phoenix embodied her beautifully; a slender girl, blushing from being freshly imbued with incredible power. She was the fantasy of their imaginations brought perfectly and loyally to life. Becks stammered, incredulous, her cheeks warming. "Is it your suit or...?" Gabi shook her head slowly and stroked her finger up and down the controller of her headset. "I wanted to wait for you, but I just couldn't..." She bit down on her grinning bottom lip as she ogled her own breasts. Becks watched her finger stretch out towards the button, and her chest would swell slightly. Her finger would kink below, as though to stop herself as close to it as she dared."Something better..." Gabi licked her lips and shuffled anxiously in her seat, plucking and stroking her suit, then rolling her shoulders and working the neckline comfortable around her front. "I've been working on this for so long. I wanted you to see it first. A way to make all our fantasies come true." She picked up her headphones and nestled the cans over her ears. Her lips were trembling, like she was on the edge of breaking into giggles until she pinned them with her teeth again. She filled her chest and started to click the remote to her headset. As she did, her head shuddered down and her chin dropped to her collarbone, then her mouth fell open.Her jaw then clenched shut as her shoulders wrenched back and her chest opened. Her nipples rose under her costume and her hands gripped the ends of her armrests. She cursed in Dutch. Becks gawped helplessly, unsure if she was in pain or delight. Her words rose higher and became shallower as Gabi's blue eyes stretched wide. Her heaving chest worked the suit higher up her neck. It gave Becks a view of her tall, elongated midriff she often envied. Suddenly, her anxious sips plunged into a carnal growl. Gabi’s toned shoulders and arms inflated in her sleeves. She gasped as her midriff crunched down and a clear, defined 6-pack printed into her spandex. Gabi gagged with the flex and her torso juddered down harder. Her abs became bigger, wider and pulled in more spandex between their blocks. Their ice tray creases softened as she pulled in a deep, shuddering breath and threw her head back. Veins, throbbing, emerged from the cans of her headphones. She was already orgasming.Becks was transfixed. What was she listening to? Her body looked utterly pumped, and it was ripening and tightening, everywhere, into a more and more gorgeous superheroine physique.,Becks turned down her own volume even in her own headphones, worried the ragged moans pouring from her speakers would somehow reach her neighbours. She hunched closer to the screen to take it all in, watching smooth, defined hunks of seasoned muscle bloom inside Gabi’s creaking suit all over. For a moment, Gabi seemed electrified in her chair. Becks wasn't sure if she wanted it to stop. "Jaaaa…" Gabi hissed as her lats ripened and eagerly shuddered to the edges of her webcam frame. Becks whimpered watching her back muscles spread along the back of the chair. The bicep bumps in her sleeves creaked larger with them, and fat veins began to burrow down her costume sleeves. Gabi’s forearms bristled with muscle as they tunnelled through them and bulged even through her gloves atop her fists. Gabi's forearms then ripened beyond the width of her armrests. ‘How big is she going to get?' Becks' mind raced. Could her suit take it? Could she? She was already becoming the most muscular woman she'd ever seen, and it wasn't stopping.,Gabi grinned as she got bigger and bigger, the shuddering increase of each muscle was met with an expectant, welcoming growl as though she was experiencing her favourite part, like she had done this before. Her deep grunts became concerted and purposeful again. Becks' eyes raced all over her to see what was about to grow next.Wiry ripples bit into one side of her chest above Gabi's breast, then sudden, suit-straining volume spread and packed it. It had the twitching, cushiony lift of pure heavyweight muscle mass. It rolled across her and her other pec juddered up to match. Gabi's stunted gasp recovered into a determined and devious grin as her erect nipples edged towards her keyboard. Her hands clamped around her headphones and pressed them harder into her head, as she did, her already full-looking biceps swelled harder in her sleeves. "Ughh...fokk" they expanded into big spheres. Her deltoids followed, inflating in pulses, pushing her frame further beyond the width of her chair. Gabi whimpered as they creaked into perfect proportion with breast-shaking shudders, and her suit keenly amplified her new muscles' incredible fullness and smoothness.,So big, now every time her big muscles clenched, their strength shifted her in her chair. The pulses rocked through her squirming hips like she was being humped. Her lower back kinked harder, and Becks saw the torque of her jolting thrusts make her abs bulge and bite into the spandex. Whether she chose the pose or not, Gabi raised both her fists and kicked her legs out straight. Becks hadn't had time to notice her thighs had doubled in size. Her biceps groaned with softball mass, packing every single inch between her shoulder and forearm. The deeply etched muscles of her quads snatched and swelled, snatching up new fibres and forcing her thighs to ripen even more sumptuously, all while the devious grin on her face could not be removed as she was pumped bigger and bigger to heavyweight bodybuilder size. The heat between Becks’ thighs roared and ached. Gabi was nearly triple the size of just a few moments ago, still being inflated to perfection. The skin around her jaw had been pulled tight. Her face was alive with deep, crescent dimples, her grin wide and her cheeks hoisted tight to show her gums. Her suit looked painted on. She had become their ultimate fantasy incarnation made real, packed with brawny superhero muscle in every limb, and Gabi's chiselled face in command of it. Gabi had become Phoenix at long last.,Finally, her desperate grunts no longer spiked, even as her mighty stage-carved muscles thumped into her straining suit over and over, her temples bulging rhythmically as each squeeze clenched her jaw. Every muscle twitch, striation and vein was captured and flattered by her air-tight suit. Becks couldn’t tell if it had been one endless orgasm, or a half-a-dozen volleying around inside her. But at last, she reached what seemed like a plateau. Her trembling hands slid her headphones off. The cans stretched as they settled over her traps. The headset mic still curved towards her lips and Becks listened to her deep, nourished sighs as her muscles uncoiled just enough to give her back control. She moved gingerly, like she was filled with raw sensitivity, and took a handful of her big breast and she trembled. Becks watched her knuckles kink and squeeze and her hand dove between her thighs. Her suit swelled and complained. She gagged shamelessly, as though the pleasure re-filled her body to capacity, her amazing muscles fired and pulsed and bristled. Her desperate squeaks were driven higher by her muscles blooming towards their peaks and enveloping her. Finally, her abs compressed down hard, and incredulous whimpers began to pour from her as she came again and squirmed deeper into her creaking seat. She grabbed the top of her head and her lips rounded. She turned her head, and her heaving gasps were muffled as her lips pressed onto her bicep. She poured moans into her muscle, greedily tasting her bulging bicep as it pushed her lips wider. her wing-like armpit poured easily beyond the chair. It flexed and flared in time with her rolling knuckles. Becks could barely stop her own hips rolling in her seat. Gabi...Phoenix had blown up to muscular perfection goddess in minutes and orgasmed the whole way. The shameless possessed intensity of her transformation convinced her it was all real. Beck couldn’t stifle a yearning whimper as she begged it to be. Finally, with a gushing sigh, Phoenix's lips slipped off her bicep and she melted into her chair. She arched her back and her 8-pack distended like an ice tray, and she ran her hands down their mighty blocks. One eye opening just before the other, she giggled drunkenly with her tooth still snagged in her lip. Becks fell back in her chair under the sheer weight of Phoenix's intoxicated, empowered gaze. She watched Phoenix gasp and quiver and recover, heaving like she'd just surfaced from deep water, while Becks stared in incredulous envy and arousal. They locked eyes in the camera. Phoenix blinked; her eyes still hazy with pleasure as she slowly regained her composure. The obvious brimming pump ache in her muscles made her swoon as she flexed and stretched. Suddenly focused her gaze on her friend, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "You wanna listen?"The sip of excited breath made Becks' shirt tighten. "You mean...you can make me...?" Phoenix’s eyes twinkled. "Get your suit”. ,