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He stopped near him for a second, grabbed cable and pulled it from reservoir. They just fell out to the floor This nice device, of course, was not connected - we are not maniac murderers, right?

Faceless moved near Maria's "seat" and easily removed all three metal plates from counterweight. So now you will do ten quick reps Come on!

I am able to run now? Do it, come on. Of course, without weights it was much better Pain hit her bulged red quadriceps like bullwhip strikes, and she failed to suppress long loud guttural shriek.

Be proud on yourself! Only after minute of desperate cries and sobs girl took knife in her free hand and slowly cut ropes in another hand, on her waist and leather belts on her hips.

She do not even tried to stand I am so sorry I swear, I will go to gym, I will train, from tomorrow I will do my best, Maria, honey Maria slowly caught her breath, wipe her forehead and cheeks from sweat and tears and tried, at least, to sit.

She took a look on him, and said very quietly, still trembling from terrible exhaust and aching: "Haah Think we should hit the gym These legs definitely need much strength, aren't they?

Here is the introduction to one of many short stories we are writing for a muscle fiction book called, Stealing Muscle.

This is the story of how my wife, who was an aerobic devotee, developed the muscle of a formidable male bodybuilder in just six months.

Her stirrings woke me up too, so I lazily followed her out of bed and when I heard the front door slam I began to patrol the internet.

I settle. Mikki was perfectly happy being a heavyweight professional bodybuilder, the strongest woman in the country. But when the virus struck, she knew she had to return to her old profession.

Started bodybuilding already during her studies. Won several international contests in the past five years. Had her own talk show for a while, but is now mostly known because she has tens of millions of followers on her social media channels, and because she is a very popular guest in a range of television shows.

Thank you for this introduction. She turned to Mikki. You were laughing the whole time, while those three men were squirming. It was hilarious!

One with each arm, one between your thighs. I was really scared you would pop some skulls! And every now and then there may be a bit of acting.

Of course not. Well, everything seems to be just fine. You graduated as a nurse seven years ago, and you have kept your knowledge up to date, so you are still qualified.

Still, we need to ask you some additional questions. She flexed her right arm first. Then her left arm. The female bodybuilder grinned as she watched her own upper arms.

Even if you have to keep some distance. This is my peak condition: ripped and ultra-shredded. Made to dominate.

Nice, huh? The man cleared his throat, a few times, while he shifted uneasily on his seat. Yes, indeed. In the past years, you have been very successful.

Very popular too. So we were wondering: why would you leave your glamorous world, to work in the St Mary Hospital?

I suppose you have seen my shows, and I hope I have entertained you. I hope I have entertained a lot of people. But sometimes, entertainment is just not enough.

They just want to survive. They want that people who are in the hospital to get well; they want that lives are saved. No entertainment.

Just honest, hard work. Doing the things you are good at. Doing the things that this country needs more than anything right now. So, I want to be part of it.

I have my certificates, and I want to use those. I can be an entertainer again later. But at this moment, I feel that I can make the difference here.

With you. This means a lot to me. To all of us here. The man took over. And of course, when this is all over, I will be happy to return to my old job.

And I think we have a little surprise for you. She pulled the paper towards her and quickly scanned it. So you will be doing what other nurses do, most of the times.

But we hope you can also do something about the atmosphere in this building. It has changed. Staff is stressed, more than ever before.

They are anxious. And so are our patients. But anyway. You can go there, and do your thing. Entertain people.

As you may know, I have visited hospitals more often, sometimes as a part of my show. It always was really special. Welcome to the St Mary Hospital!

He came back in. But here you are, larger than life! Gosh, you are really big! She had grown used to fans who went hyper when they were close to her.

With her superior strength, she had most of the times been able to solve that herself. But times were different now.

She could see that Kim realized the same thing, as she stopped two meters before Mikki. The female bodybuilder shrugged apologetically.

And I promise we will hug as soon that is allowed again. It will give you the chance to get to know each other better. Kim had been very nervous in the beginning, almost bumping into other people as she kept staring at the huge bodybuilder next to her.

For the rest, everything is directed towards the virus now. We start at 9 in the morning. I guess it could be a bit more difficult in your case.

Although I still ripped out of XL clothes on several occasions. It is hard to find clothes that can contain muscles as big as these!

She smiled, as she knew what effect it had on the much smaller nurse. Just wow! You seem even bigger than on television! Quick, we need you!

She was wearing a tank top that left her impressive arms, shoulders and abs bare. Kim rushed down the stairs.

Are people misbehaving, and do you want me to toss them out? Mikki looked fresh as ever, but Kim had to put her hands on her knees.

She took a deep breath. So he stays in his van, and wants us to unload. Within fifteen minutes, because he has more deliveries to do. It was a bit harder because they tried to stay at a safe distance from each other, which slowed things down a bit.

Kim picked up one box and struggled a bit with the weight. Mikki made a pile of three boxes. Kim stared at her.

But it is staggering to see the strength difference between you and me: you are lifting three times as much as I do, and still, it seems easier for you than that single box is for me!

So it makes sense that I can lift more than you can. Also, it helps that I am lifting more often, because it is also a bit of a technique.

So you could say that my body is trained for doing this! Mikki Boom Boom is in your hospital for the next weeks. Please get used to encountering huge female muscles!

They worked in silence for a couple of minutes. Mikki was carrying more than anyone else, and briefly flexed her muscles every now and then, just to show off.

When they had put all the boxes in the storage room, everybody was sweating or breathing heavily. Mikki was the only exception.

She held the pose for some time, until her arms started shaking. Time to get to work, I guess? It was fun, I hope we can do this more often.

Even though I am a nurse now, I still love to use my strength. Everybody laughed, and then went back to their regular work. They went up to the service point to pick up a uniform for Mikki.

When the masks arrived, everybody was stressed and angry. But when they left, people were laughing, and relaxed. How do you do that?

No, seriously. This is just like I behave. I instinctively know what people like, how I can make them feel better.

But I am mainly here to be a nurse, remember? And even though it was XXL, her round shoulders and V-shaped back were clearly visible through the cloth.

Kim looked at her outfit in admiration. I really loved that show in which you ripped out of several outfits! Sometimes we had to make small cuts in the clothes to help a bit.

I thought it was real! Did you really think that everything you see on television is real? Most of the things you see me do are real, but sometimes we act a bit.

Like that time I arm wrestled three women with one hand. I could beat two of them for sure, but we knew that three would look more impressive.

During one night shift, they were working together on the intensive care unit with the virus patients. The patients were in an artificial sleep, and had to be repositioned to prevent bedsores.

But you make it so much easier! She smiled, but that was hard to see for her colleague, because of the protective clothing they were both wearing.

Mikki shrugged. Like my E cup tits, for example. They worked in silence in the dim light, while all around them the equipment was hissing, beeping and blinking.

Having big muscles, I mean. What we are doing, right here, right now: this is real. Helping people, saving lives. The only thing that matters is what you do.

They moved limbs, turned people around. Because I have seen what happens when you visit patients; how the atmosphere in a room can change when you are there.

People feel better when they have just seen you. Faces lit up when they just see Mikki Most Muscular! I regret it that I have to keep a distance.

I know how people enjoy it when they can feel my muscles. I know I love that myself! She flexed her enormous biceps, which was visible even through the layers of protective clothing.

She moved her hand from left to right, and then tried to squeeze. She gasped. Mikki giggled. Those are really thick and firm too!

She added her other hand, and pushed. If I feel mine, it is soft, and I can move it a bit. Yours is totally different!

Oh, now I remember that show in which you allowed a man to punch you in your stomach with boxing gloves. You were laughing all the time, while you showed off your rock-hard abs!

I have always admired your legs. I think your upper legs are three times bigger than mine. At least!

You are so incredible! And I can feel your muscles move, even through all that protective clothing!

Try as hard as you can, I will hardly feel it! Kim did. Then she remembered where they were, and she spoke softer. Us both in these clothes is a bit surreal.

When you have an exceptional body, like you have, you can make a difference. You can make people feel better.

Gosh, I know how I feel right now! Much better than half an hour ago, for sure! Even though that is hard to imagine. Despite the depressing environment, they both felt very good.

Just a little piece I sketched out wondering how a young male with Sthenolagnia might feel seeing a muscular female for the first time in a classroom might feel, but from her perspective.

Perhaps I'll continue it. I've always wondered how a young male might feel seeing a muscular female for the first time - and then knowing he'd see her in class the next day.

Interested to hear your thoughts. It was hot, far too hot for her attire, but she knew that her physique would be too shocking to unveil in class.

Spying down on her from above, her classmates would have gasped. As her breasts had started to come in, they had been engulfed and worn away by bulging muscles, tendons and sinews.

A deep crevice shot down the center of her chest and lines fanned out across her thick pectorals. The femininity of her chest was now contained entirely to her soft, milky skin and erect nipples.

They strained against her top. During a time lost to legend in the Edo period of Japan, trouble began to arise.

It all began when a sickness overtook the imperial family. Strangely enough, it only affected them, causing the emperor, empress, and princes all to fall incredibly ill.

Those around them thought it was a curse sent by the gods themselves. Days before his death, however, he received miraculous news: A single daughter of his had survived.

That daughter was the youngest, eighteen years old, Princess Kiyoko. She had shown recovery from the blight, but had not recovered physically at all.

Her skin had grown pale, she had grown terribly thin, and her hair raggedy as well. She was a physical husk of her former self, but at the very least, her mind was still there.

The Emperor declared her as Empress a day before his death, and provided as much materials as possible so she could learn how to rule with strength and stability.

Despite the hope placed in Kiyoko, things still looked incredibly bleak. Her first order was to postpone her enthronement.

She knew that if she were to be announced publicly as the new empress looking the way she did, the people would be fearful.

She had no heir, and no relatives to take the throne, and the power vacuum would lead to infighting for who is to be the next emperor.

Knowing about that weakness would also easily lead to uprisings as well. Recovery was paramount, and once she looked physically well enough, she would announce her rise to ruling.

A new thought struck her in the moment as well: How long would that recovery take? The Empire could not function with the ruler gone for that long.

The most basic of exercise would bring her pain. She needed some way to recover fast. She called for her advisors, desperately asking for some miracle way to recover, and restore her strength.

None were able to help, all except for a priest. Come to the Ise Grand Shrine, and pray to Amaterasu for guidance.

She knew she could not draw attention to herself, as people would discover her condition. Despite being a sunny day, she still felt the chills and pangs lingering from her sickness.

Her legs tired out very quickly, yet she still pushed on. I do not wish for Japan to fall into turmoil once more! Please help me gain the strength to lead the empire!

Come to this location. I have given you a mere drop of my strength to help you reach it. I will be waiting for you!

All over, she felt far more energetic, and stronger too. Her kimono beneath the cloak felt strangely tight as well.

Eager to see what power Amaterasu had granted, she sprinted out of the shrine, far faster than she had ever run before. Following the location that the Goddess had planted in her mind, she was out of the city in mere minutes, registering as nothing but a blur to passerbys.

She kept up her sprint until she was in the countryside, and skidded to a halt. Despite easily having ran several miles, she barely felt like she had started up a jog!

Still feeling the odd tightness of her clothes, she took off her cloak, and walked over to a nearby pond, observing her reflection. Her body had transformed from sickly to athletic!

Her pale skin had recovered its light, and even seemed to glow with vitality. Her arms, which were once skin and bones, had sprouted subtle biceps.

Her breasts looked firm and stood up well, feeling never before pectoral muscles at their base. Her butt had put on both fat and muscle, giving her somewhat muscular body an even more feminine allure.

Miles of sprinting later, Kiyoko arrived where her vision directed her, feeling slightly winded. She had sprinted far from any village, and there was nothing but forest for as far as she could see.

Standing at the foot of a forested mountain, there was nothing standing out to explain why Amaterasu had guided her here. Pushing through a few branches, she found stone steps leading up the mountain, overrun with roots and foliage.

Even for her new body, the stairs were uneven, tree branches and roots grew over the pathway, and she often had to take detours around rubble or rocks.

Yet with every step up, she felt her body growing, stronger and more muscular as well. At first, she thought it was just the original growth spurt that was causing her the discomfort, but halfway up the mountain, she heard a ripping noise.

Looking towards it, her arms and shoulders had grown, straining the sleeves of her kimono and cloak! She ripped off the cloak rather easily and tossed it aside, looking down to her now very muscular looking legs.

Her chest was pumped out, her cleavage visible from even her modest kimono. Bolstered by the thought her body was still growing and adapting, she continued her trek, her body continuing its growth.

By the time she reached the summit, she was now the size of a female bodybuilder, and larger than even some of the samurai. For lack of any better word, her body was jacked and pumped up by the hike.

She had grown so tall and large, her Kimono looked several sizes too small, and was ripping at the seams.

Her strong, baseball sized biceps threatened to burst free from her sleeves with the slightest flex. Her shoulders were wrapped tightly around the fabric, and even her traps were poking upwards.

It was stretched wildly at the front, trying to hold together with her enlarged breast and pecs. From her stomach, an incredibly tight six-pack formed, chiseled as if she did enough sit ups and planks to be the envy of any athlete.

Her thick quads had grown out, and the faintest lines of striation were visible, dividing each muscle group. At the summit of the mountain, there sat a single shrine building.

Vines and trees had grown over and around it, and the two large wooden doors to the building were wrapped in a thick layer of ivy.

Walking to the shrine, Kiyoko ripped away the thick ropes of foliage, surprised at how easy her new body allowed it to happen.

Opening the ancient wooden doors, she stared face to face with a massive, golden mirror, reflecting her well-sculpted body back to her. Despite now real light source, the room was still incredibly well lit.

With a sudden flash, she felt a warmth encompass her body, as the voice of Amaterasu spoke to her once more. Some groups wish to undermine the stability your family has helped uphold, and their plans can not be seen through.

Only a strong ruler can overcome this challenge, and you have the will and knowledge for one. Let me provide you with a body that exudes your right to rule!

Every second, before her eyes in the mirror, her body began to visibly pump, blowing up with size beat by beat. With one explosive burst of growth, she out-grew her kimono, ripping it to shreds.

Most visibly, it started with her chest as she thrust it out, ripping through the tight front. Her breasts sat atop of her dense pectorals, the muscle and spread out fat giving a rounded, soft, yet sturdy look to her chest.

Her arms blew out of the sleeves in one deft flex, cannonball sized biceps exploding upwards. Veins visibly ran across them as her skin wrapped tightly around the muscle, and she continued to pump them up, higher and higher.

The top of her kimono was stretched away as her delts enlarged and traps rose up, giving her a strong, muscular neck and shoulders.

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Of course, without weights it was much better Pain hit her bulged red quadriceps like bullwhip strikes, and she failed to suppress long loud guttural shriek.

Be proud on yourself! Only after minute of desperate cries and sobs girl took knife in her free hand and slowly cut ropes in another hand, on her waist and leather belts on her hips.

She do not even tried to stand I am so sorry I swear, I will go to gym, I will train, from tomorrow I will do my best, Maria, honey Maria slowly caught her breath, wipe her forehead and cheeks from sweat and tears and tried, at least, to sit.

She took a look on him, and said very quietly, still trembling from terrible exhaust and aching: "Haah Think we should hit the gym These legs definitely need much strength, aren't they?

Here is the introduction to one of many short stories we are writing for a muscle fiction book called, Stealing Muscle. This is the story of how my wife, who was an aerobic devotee, developed the muscle of a formidable male bodybuilder in just six months.

Her stirrings woke me up too, so I lazily followed her out of bed and when I heard the front door slam I began to patrol the internet.

I settle. Mikki was perfectly happy being a heavyweight professional bodybuilder, the strongest woman in the country. But when the virus struck, she knew she had to return to her old profession.

Started bodybuilding already during her studies. Won several international contests in the past five years.

Had her own talk show for a while, but is now mostly known because she has tens of millions of followers on her social media channels, and because she is a very popular guest in a range of television shows.

Thank you for this introduction. She turned to Mikki. You were laughing the whole time, while those three men were squirming.

It was hilarious! One with each arm, one between your thighs. I was really scared you would pop some skulls! And every now and then there may be a bit of acting.

Of course not. Well, everything seems to be just fine. You graduated as a nurse seven years ago, and you have kept your knowledge up to date, so you are still qualified.

Still, we need to ask you some additional questions. She flexed her right arm first. Then her left arm. The female bodybuilder grinned as she watched her own upper arms.

Even if you have to keep some distance. This is my peak condition: ripped and ultra-shredded. Made to dominate. Nice, huh?

The man cleared his throat, a few times, while he shifted uneasily on his seat. Yes, indeed. In the past years, you have been very successful.

Very popular too. So we were wondering: why would you leave your glamorous world, to work in the St Mary Hospital?

I suppose you have seen my shows, and I hope I have entertained you. I hope I have entertained a lot of people. But sometimes, entertainment is just not enough.

They just want to survive. They want that people who are in the hospital to get well; they want that lives are saved. No entertainment.

Just honest, hard work. Doing the things you are good at. Doing the things that this country needs more than anything right now.

So, I want to be part of it. I have my certificates, and I want to use those. I can be an entertainer again later. But at this moment, I feel that I can make the difference here.

With you. This means a lot to me. To all of us here. The man took over. And of course, when this is all over, I will be happy to return to my old job.

And I think we have a little surprise for you. She pulled the paper towards her and quickly scanned it. So you will be doing what other nurses do, most of the times.

But we hope you can also do something about the atmosphere in this building. It has changed. Staff is stressed, more than ever before.

They are anxious. And so are our patients. But anyway. You can go there, and do your thing. Entertain people. As you may know, I have visited hospitals more often, sometimes as a part of my show.

It always was really special. Welcome to the St Mary Hospital! He came back in. But here you are, larger than life! Gosh, you are really big!

She had grown used to fans who went hyper when they were close to her. With her superior strength, she had most of the times been able to solve that herself.

But times were different now. She could see that Kim realized the same thing, as she stopped two meters before Mikki. The female bodybuilder shrugged apologetically.

And I promise we will hug as soon that is allowed again. It will give you the chance to get to know each other better.

Kim had been very nervous in the beginning, almost bumping into other people as she kept staring at the huge bodybuilder next to her.

For the rest, everything is directed towards the virus now. We start at 9 in the morning. I guess it could be a bit more difficult in your case.

Although I still ripped out of XL clothes on several occasions. It is hard to find clothes that can contain muscles as big as these! She smiled, as she knew what effect it had on the much smaller nurse.

Just wow! You seem even bigger than on television! Quick, we need you! She was wearing a tank top that left her impressive arms, shoulders and abs bare.

Kim rushed down the stairs. Are people misbehaving, and do you want me to toss them out? Mikki looked fresh as ever, but Kim had to put her hands on her knees.

She took a deep breath. So he stays in his van, and wants us to unload. Within fifteen minutes, because he has more deliveries to do.

It was a bit harder because they tried to stay at a safe distance from each other, which slowed things down a bit. Kim picked up one box and struggled a bit with the weight.

Mikki made a pile of three boxes. Kim stared at her. But it is staggering to see the strength difference between you and me: you are lifting three times as much as I do, and still, it seems easier for you than that single box is for me!

So it makes sense that I can lift more than you can. Also, it helps that I am lifting more often, because it is also a bit of a technique.

So you could say that my body is trained for doing this! Mikki Boom Boom is in your hospital for the next weeks.

Please get used to encountering huge female muscles! They worked in silence for a couple of minutes. Mikki was carrying more than anyone else, and briefly flexed her muscles every now and then, just to show off.

When they had put all the boxes in the storage room, everybody was sweating or breathing heavily. Mikki was the only exception.

She held the pose for some time, until her arms started shaking. Time to get to work, I guess?

It was fun, I hope we can do this more often. Even though I am a nurse now, I still love to use my strength. Everybody laughed, and then went back to their regular work.

They went up to the service point to pick up a uniform for Mikki. When the masks arrived, everybody was stressed and angry. But when they left, people were laughing, and relaxed.

How do you do that? No, seriously. This is just like I behave. I instinctively know what people like, how I can make them feel better.

But I am mainly here to be a nurse, remember? And even though it was XXL, her round shoulders and V-shaped back were clearly visible through the cloth.

Kim looked at her outfit in admiration. I really loved that show in which you ripped out of several outfits! Sometimes we had to make small cuts in the clothes to help a bit.

I thought it was real! Did you really think that everything you see on television is real? Most of the things you see me do are real, but sometimes we act a bit.

Like that time I arm wrestled three women with one hand. I could beat two of them for sure, but we knew that three would look more impressive.

During one night shift, they were working together on the intensive care unit with the virus patients. The patients were in an artificial sleep, and had to be repositioned to prevent bedsores.

But you make it so much easier! She smiled, but that was hard to see for her colleague, because of the protective clothing they were both wearing.

Mikki shrugged. Like my E cup tits, for example. They worked in silence in the dim light, while all around them the equipment was hissing, beeping and blinking.

Having big muscles, I mean. What we are doing, right here, right now: this is real. Helping people, saving lives.

The only thing that matters is what you do. They moved limbs, turned people around. Because I have seen what happens when you visit patients; how the atmosphere in a room can change when you are there.

People feel better when they have just seen you. Faces lit up when they just see Mikki Most Muscular! I regret it that I have to keep a distance.

I know how people enjoy it when they can feel my muscles. I know I love that myself! She flexed her enormous biceps, which was visible even through the layers of protective clothing.

She moved her hand from left to right, and then tried to squeeze. She gasped. Mikki giggled. Those are really thick and firm too!

She added her other hand, and pushed. If I feel mine, it is soft, and I can move it a bit. Yours is totally different! Oh, now I remember that show in which you allowed a man to punch you in your stomach with boxing gloves.

You were laughing all the time, while you showed off your rock-hard abs! I have always admired your legs. I think your upper legs are three times bigger than mine.

At least! You are so incredible! And I can feel your muscles move, even through all that protective clothing! Try as hard as you can, I will hardly feel it!

Kim did. Then she remembered where they were, and she spoke softer. Us both in these clothes is a bit surreal.

When you have an exceptional body, like you have, you can make a difference. You can make people feel better. Gosh, I know how I feel right now!

Much better than half an hour ago, for sure! Even though that is hard to imagine. Despite the depressing environment, they both felt very good.

Just a little piece I sketched out wondering how a young male with Sthenolagnia might feel seeing a muscular female for the first time in a classroom might feel, but from her perspective.

Perhaps I'll continue it. I've always wondered how a young male might feel seeing a muscular female for the first time - and then knowing he'd see her in class the next day.

Interested to hear your thoughts. It was hot, far too hot for her attire, but she knew that her physique would be too shocking to unveil in class.

Spying down on her from above, her classmates would have gasped. As her breasts had started to come in, they had been engulfed and worn away by bulging muscles, tendons and sinews.

A deep crevice shot down the center of her chest and lines fanned out across her thick pectorals. The femininity of her chest was now contained entirely to her soft, milky skin and erect nipples.

They strained against her top. During a time lost to legend in the Edo period of Japan, trouble began to arise.

It all began when a sickness overtook the imperial family. Strangely enough, it only affected them, causing the emperor, empress, and princes all to fall incredibly ill.

Those around them thought it was a curse sent by the gods themselves. Days before his death, however, he received miraculous news: A single daughter of his had survived.

That daughter was the youngest, eighteen years old, Princess Kiyoko. She had shown recovery from the blight, but had not recovered physically at all.

Her skin had grown pale, she had grown terribly thin, and her hair raggedy as well. She was a physical husk of her former self, but at the very least, her mind was still there.

The Emperor declared her as Empress a day before his death, and provided as much materials as possible so she could learn how to rule with strength and stability.

Despite the hope placed in Kiyoko, things still looked incredibly bleak. Her first order was to postpone her enthronement.

She knew that if she were to be announced publicly as the new empress looking the way she did, the people would be fearful. She had no heir, and no relatives to take the throne, and the power vacuum would lead to infighting for who is to be the next emperor.

Knowing about that weakness would also easily lead to uprisings as well. Recovery was paramount, and once she looked physically well enough, she would announce her rise to ruling.

A new thought struck her in the moment as well: How long would that recovery take? The Empire could not function with the ruler gone for that long.

The most basic of exercise would bring her pain. She needed some way to recover fast. She called for her advisors, desperately asking for some miracle way to recover, and restore her strength.

None were able to help, all except for a priest. Come to the Ise Grand Shrine, and pray to Amaterasu for guidance. She knew she could not draw attention to herself, as people would discover her condition.

Despite being a sunny day, she still felt the chills and pangs lingering from her sickness. Her legs tired out very quickly, yet she still pushed on.

I do not wish for Japan to fall into turmoil once more! Please help me gain the strength to lead the empire!

Come to this location. I have given you a mere drop of my strength to help you reach it. I will be waiting for you!

All over, she felt far more energetic, and stronger too. Her kimono beneath the cloak felt strangely tight as well. Eager to see what power Amaterasu had granted, she sprinted out of the shrine, far faster than she had ever run before.

Following the location that the Goddess had planted in her mind, she was out of the city in mere minutes, registering as nothing but a blur to passerbys.

She kept up her sprint until she was in the countryside, and skidded to a halt. Despite easily having ran several miles, she barely felt like she had started up a jog!

Still feeling the odd tightness of her clothes, she took off her cloak, and walked over to a nearby pond, observing her reflection. Her body had transformed from sickly to athletic!

Her pale skin had recovered its light, and even seemed to glow with vitality. Her arms, which were once skin and bones, had sprouted subtle biceps.

Her breasts looked firm and stood up well, feeling never before pectoral muscles at their base. Her butt had put on both fat and muscle, giving her somewhat muscular body an even more feminine allure.

Miles of sprinting later, Kiyoko arrived where her vision directed her, feeling slightly winded. She had sprinted far from any village, and there was nothing but forest for as far as she could see.

Standing at the foot of a forested mountain, there was nothing standing out to explain why Amaterasu had guided her here.

Pushing through a few branches, she found stone steps leading up the mountain, overrun with roots and foliage. Even for her new body, the stairs were uneven, tree branches and roots grew over the pathway, and she often had to take detours around rubble or rocks.

Yet with every step up, she felt her body growing, stronger and more muscular as well. At first, she thought it was just the original growth spurt that was causing her the discomfort, but halfway up the mountain, she heard a ripping noise.

Looking towards it, her arms and shoulders had grown, straining the sleeves of her kimono and cloak! She ripped off the cloak rather easily and tossed it aside, looking down to her now very muscular looking legs.

Her chest was pumped out, her cleavage visible from even her modest kimono. Bolstered by the thought her body was still growing and adapting, she continued her trek, her body continuing its growth.

By the time she reached the summit, she was now the size of a female bodybuilder, and larger than even some of the samurai. For lack of any better word, her body was jacked and pumped up by the hike.

She had grown so tall and large, her Kimono looked several sizes too small, and was ripping at the seams. Her strong, baseball sized biceps threatened to burst free from her sleeves with the slightest flex.

Her shoulders were wrapped tightly around the fabric, and even her traps were poking upwards. It was stretched wildly at the front, trying to hold together with her enlarged breast and pecs.

From her stomach, an incredibly tight six-pack formed, chiseled as if she did enough sit ups and planks to be the envy of any athlete.

Her thick quads had grown out, and the faintest lines of striation were visible, dividing each muscle group. At the summit of the mountain, there sat a single shrine building.

Vines and trees had grown over and around it, and the two large wooden doors to the building were wrapped in a thick layer of ivy.

Walking to the shrine, Kiyoko ripped away the thick ropes of foliage, surprised at how easy her new body allowed it to happen. Opening the ancient wooden doors, she stared face to face with a massive, golden mirror, reflecting her well-sculpted body back to her.

Despite now real light source, the room was still incredibly well lit. With a sudden flash, she felt a warmth encompass her body, as the voice of Amaterasu spoke to her once more.

Some groups wish to undermine the stability your family has helped uphold, and their plans can not be seen through. Only a strong ruler can overcome this challenge, and you have the will and knowledge for one.

Let me provide you with a body that exudes your right to rule! Every second, before her eyes in the mirror, her body began to visibly pump, blowing up with size beat by beat.

With one explosive burst of growth, she out-grew her kimono, ripping it to shreds. Most visibly, it started with her chest as she thrust it out, ripping through the tight front.

Her breasts sat atop of her dense pectorals, the muscle and spread out fat giving a rounded, soft, yet sturdy look to her chest. Her arms blew out of the sleeves in one deft flex, cannonball sized biceps exploding upwards.

Veins visibly ran across them as her skin wrapped tightly around the muscle, and she continued to pump them up, higher and higher.

The top of her kimono was stretched away as her delts enlarged and traps rose up, giving her a strong, muscular neck and shoulders.

Her legs and torso stretched out, growing even taller than she already was. Now she easily was taller than most of the males as well! Related to her torso, as it stretched out, she could clearly see her deeply chiseled abs.

Running her hands over them, she poked into them slightly, finding each plate of muscle like iron armor to her stomach.

Her legs were last, and they ballooned out in size. Each one was well over the size of a watermelon, the teardrop shaped striations clashing with the other thick, pulsing muscles on her legs.

Her underwear was quickly turned into a tight thong as her butt began to grow further, adding on an additional layer of both muscle and fat.

Without losing any roundness, it paradoxically grew stronger, yet was perfectly round and looked soft. Following the spurt of growth, a golden light surrounded her body.

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