muscle theft 101

by chasbanner

Hirudinia University was an institution with a strong commitment to athletics.
With national class wrestling, American football and weightlifting teams, there was a surfeit of big bulging virile young men.
This fact was widely known and more than a few young ladies had applied to Hirudinia purely to get up close with these masses of boy meat.
And get up close they did. By the end of the first day of term about half of the rooms in H.U. would have a muscle-lust crazed babe giving head to the over-sized slong of a youthful muscle god as he towered over her. Then after the boy exploded into her mouth, he would take her in his big big arms and assuming she didn’t faint from the sensation of being encased in so much boy muscle, the boy would lay her down and ram her over and over.
Next day many girls would be fairly bow-legged with silly looks of utter satisfaction on their faces.

In a student apartment on the west side of campus were three young ladies-Farah, Louise and Ellen.
Farah was blonde, slim and impressively busty with DDD cup breasts squeezed into a skimpy white dress. She had sour expression as Ellen patiently explained a maths problem.
Louise was relatively attractive with an average build. She had brown hair and was watching a movie on her laptop in the kitchen, while Ellen was tutoring Farah in the living room.
Ellen was a small, blonde girl. She was quite beautiful. Ellen was quite shy but went out of her way to help people.  A month ago she had set up a fund drive on campus to raise the money for an operation to cure a partially paralysed boy from the town.
Louise was unhappy about Ellen tutoring Farah. Farah had a reputation for nastiness and it was rumoured she had been behind the incident where a freshman girl had found her wardrobe stuffed with sheets of paper with the words “Slut” printed on them.
Farah was hated, envied and feared and was apparently failing math. Ellen had been assigned to tutor her.  Farah endured the tutoring with bad grace, but Ellen was actually getting through to her.

Eventually they finished up and Farah left.
She was just at the stairwell when she realised she was missing her phone. She slipped back into the apartment. Louise and Ellen were talking about something in Marian’s bedroom. Farah started looking around. She was on her hand and knees behind the couch when they walked in and she froze.
“Ok” said Louise “I want to show you something. You see this?”
Louise took a small packet of candy out of her purse. On the label was printed “Sweet Vyses cherry candy with more VIM! “
“Cherry candy?” responded Ellen shocked.
“No. Well yes. But this is no ordinary cherry candy. Remember the story about the girl who drained all the muscles from her brothers and ended up like Schwarzenegger. That was because she ate some of this Sweet Vyses cherry candy. I looked it up. Apparently the manufacturers put a chemical called Alimonerase into it. They thought it would give people energy but it also empowers the mitochondria of people with XX chromosomes (girls) so they can absorb proteinaic energy out of people with XY chromosomes (guys). It was recalled a few months ago, but I managed to get this pack. Sooo…”
“Louise!” said Ellen “You not seriously thinking of absorbing someone’s muscles. That’s horrible!”
Ellen folded her delicate white arms.

“Oh come on Ell! François is always pushing you around and being a jerk to people. He thinks he can do whatever he want just because he’s so big. He totally deserves to have his muscles stolen”
“No Louise. And I told you François is just insecure. Underneath it all he’s just a little boy who needs understanding”
“Yeah. A little boy who’s a brat. Come on. We can say we didn’t know what the candies were and that it was all an accident”
She took Ellen’s slender arm and rubbed her slender biceps suggestively “Don’t you want to pump these bad boys up?”
Ellen pulled away.
“No!”
Louise sat back on the couch.
“Well I’m going to use it on Reggie. Are you going to tell on me?”
Ellen paused and then said “No. But… you shouldn’t do it”
“Hmmmp”
They sat there for a moment.
Then Ellen’s boyfriend, François opened the main door and squeezed in from the hallway.

François was blonde and the single biggest guy in a university filled with huge jocks. The twenty –year old seemed to have the testosterone of three men. He was 6’9’’.His awesome chest and huge veined arms were straining one of H.U.’s biggest sports jersey’s almost to tearing. He threw his sports bag into a corner.

Louise slipped the candies into her purse and it beside the couch.

François reached over picked up Ellen and fondled her butt.

“Hey babe. What for lunch? I’m starved.”

He flexed a 25 inch arm and the fibres creaked.

“These guns need protein”

“Oh. I have some steaks cooking. They’ll be ready in a few minutes”

He put Ellen down and she scurried into the kitchen.

François turned to Louise

“Hey Lou. Check out these bad boys. I’ve put on another inch in the last month. Today I broke some guy’s rib in training. Can’t be helped. Hard to control raw muscle like this”

He flexed again. This time he really did tear his sleeves.

A little surprised but quite pleased, he grabbed his shirt and simply ripped it off.

Despite herself Louise just could not help but stare at the bulging pecs and some of the most defined abs she had ever seen in her life. François had a body that made Michelangelo’s David look like a chubby girl.

While they were distracted Farah reached out and found the candies in Louise’s purse and took out two.

François tossed the shirt into a corner.

“I have another shirt for you to mend Ell” He called

“O-ok François” replied Ellen from the kitchen.

Lousie picked up her purse.

“Excuse me I have a date later and I have to get ready.”

“Catch you later, babe.”

She went into her room for privacy and François went into the kitchen to see if the food was ready.

Farah ninja’d out from behind the couch and out the front door.

Farah cackled. Images of her as a mighty muscle goddess strolling down the paths of Hirudinia University with bevy of adoring followers flashed through her head. She could become a celebrity; the strongest women… No... The strongest PERSON in the world! She looked at the cherry-flavour treats in her hand and swallowed them greedily. A few moments later she felt a tingle spread throughout her body. Anyone looking closely would have noticed her body glow white faintly.

She smiled.

Now she just needed to find a muscular guy.

Lousie put on her sexiest dress and headed for Reggie’s apartment.

She swallowed two Vyses and rang the doorbell.

Reggie opened it and looked surprised to see Lousie looking vulnerable and sexy.

“Reggie can I come in. I need to talk” she pouted

“Well… I guess” he said with some suspicion.

As they walked Louise felt the candies started to work. She felt a tingle spread throughout her body.

She felt sort of hungry.

They walked by Reggies’s weights and bodybuilding equipment.

She looked at him. Standing 6’ 6’’, he was dusky-skinned and handsome in a bad-boy way. Being a star on the wrestling team he had an incredible upper body. Currently he was wearing jeans and a torn denim jacket that displayed his big chest, mouth-watering abs and his 23 inch arms. There was a light sheen of sweat on them. He had obviously been working out just before she came by.

In terms of personality Reg was offensively stupid and insensitive. He had slept with a girl… on their first anniversary… after he had forgotten about that anniversary… at a party that she was at.

When she had accused him he had simply done a massive flex and said

“Baby. Look at me. Look at THESE. THESE mean I can do whatever I want”

He popped a beer and sat on the couch.

“Sooo?” he said.

Keeping her rising anger hidden and maintaining a penitent expression she spoke.

“I was wrong”

“Oh?” he said smugly.

“I was wrong. I understand. A Stud like you shouldn’t be held to one girl. I’m sorry. Please Reggie! Please take me back!”

He regarded his can as if considering. His muscles rippled. Already an extraordinarily  long  bulge was growing in his pants

“Well ok but remember you got to respect a man’s needs”

She wanted his muscles.

“Oh Reggie!”

She rushed to him and started fondling his chest and arms.

Reggie lay back as smug as a dick can be.

As soon as she touched him she felt an electric sensation. Nothing happened for several seconds but slowly she felt warm energy start to flow into her body. Energy flowed from his huge arms, chest, abs and thighs through her finger tips and started to collect in her regular girlish arms, chest, stomach and thighs.

Reg felt something like relaxing coolness from her fingers.

Deliciously slowly Louise began to gain definition in her lower chest, to gain more toned leg muscles, to get bigger biceps. Her chest expanded and her shoulders grew broad. She started to get taller. The heart in her chest began to pump harder and deeper as its inner muscles grew stronger.

Louise was amazed. She hadn’t really been sure this would work at all but now her muscles were growing bigger and stronger each second.  It felt so GOOD!

On the other hand Reg’s massive muscles began to dwindle.

Slowly his abs started to fade and the huge muscles in his arms and legs began to shrink.

His chest grew smaller and he lost his big back. He got shorter and he started to feel really weak.

He noticed that Louise was taller and… had muscles and… that he felt bad.

Freaked out, he pushed her back.

Louise could have kept on touching and draining him, she was strong enough now, but she allowed him to break the connection and she stood up and stepped back from him.

She took a second to check her body. She was about the size of an average male bodybuilder, which to someone who had being an average girl a few second before was HUGE. Her arms and legs were packed with hard bulges of muscle. She was several inches taller. Even her boobs had filled out going from a C-cup to super-firm DDs which ballooned out from an impressive chest. She was surprised. She knew where the muscle had come from but didn’t know where the extra energy for her boobs had come from.  Her bigger chest was seriously straining the top of her blue dress. Even her brown hair was a little longer and shinier. She ran her fingers through it.

Then he noticed his arms were thin and his sixpack had faded.

He was no longer buff. He was just a slightly skinny man in an oversized jacket and jeans.

“W-what the fuck is going on?”

Then he paused and felt in his loose jeans

“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Little Reggieeee!!!!”

“Oh!” Thought Louise “THAT’S where it came from”

She spoke brimming with confidence.

“Right. Here’s the deal. You know those candies that let girls steal guys muscles. Well I just used one and stole your muscle. See”

She flexed a bicep and a hard, rugged bulge the size of an orange popped up on her arm.

“What? What? You BITCH!”

He was practically in tears.

He rushed over and started pummelling her chest.

He couldn’t hit her face properly as she was a foot taller than him now.

She found to her surprise and delight that it didn’t hurt… at… all.

She just stood there while he slammed her hard muscles with his puny fists.

“Hmmm. You might want to stop that. The power works whenever I touch a guy and if you keep touching me…”

Suddenly she gave a little groan of pleasure and her whole body had just a little surge of growth all over. Her dress tore and snapped in several places.

At the same time Reggies moaned as he felt himself get a little weaker.

The top of Louise’s dress was finally reduced to just a few strips of material on her chest. She started to walk out of the apartment. She tore off the remains of the top of her dress, grabbed one of Reggie’s Extra-large black shirts and put it on. It fit perfectly.

He backed up and raised a finger at her.

“I-im calling the cops. You won’t get away with this”

She stopped, looked back, smiled, did a massive flex and said

“Baby. Look at me. Look at these. These mean *I* can do whatever *I* want”

She strolled out into the hall.

That had been Awesome. Revenge. Incredible muscles. Taller. Bigger boobs.

It was a pity Ellen had turned her offer down

But then Louise had known she would say no.

That was why she had popped two of the Vyses into Ellen’s tomato juice carton earlier.

Ellen poured herself a glass of tomato juice and drank it.

François was washing down his fourth steak with a beer.

He leaned back, wiped his mouth and belched.

Then he rested with his huge forearms behind his head and with a bored expression stared at Ellen’s body, eyeing her small breasts, hips and legs.

With surprising speed a massive erection grew to tent his shorts. In addition to being startlingly buff, François had an eleven inch dick and balls the size of oranges.

“Hey. Babe. Time for desert”

“Um could I just soak the plates first. I don’t want the dirt to harden”

He put on a sad face.

“C’mon baby. You don’t want to give me blue balls. Do you?”

Ellen decided to be understanding and do what he asked.

Also admittedly his sheer studliness was making her a little horny.

He got up, still as hard as steel.

“Hold on. Let’s go to the living room. I’ve got some sports dvds.

He selected one and put it in, then lay back on the couch.

He motioned Ellen over to start performing a blowjob on his huge prick.

As she moved over, knelt on the couch beside him and placed her mouth over him he used the remote to turn on the dvd.

As usual it was quite hard for Ellen to fit it in her mouth.

He barely noticed how cold her mouth felt on him.

Ellen did note that his penis seemed hotter and tastier than usual, but she continued to work her tongue, lips and fingers over him skilfully and with a little more eagerness than usual

Slowly proteinaic  energy began to flow through his dick, through her lips and mouth and fingers into her arms and chest.  François ’s muscles began to shrink in size, while all over Ellen’s body they grew.

Ellen felt stronger and her breasts felt funny like they were growing or something. She felt François ’s dick get smaller and thought she was doing something wrong so she redoubled her efforts, concentrating totally on giving a good blow-job.

François had being concentrating on the football match, but he noticed that Ellen was working really hard on him. Usually she had difficulty deep throating him but today she had done so and her lips and tongue felt much stronger. Normally it would take half an hour for him to orgasm (due to how hard it was for a girl to stimulate all of his massive cock) but now he was already close. He noticed that the feeling in his penis was somehow … smaller and that he felt kind of weak and that Ellen seemed bigger, but his attention was also on the dvd and on his approaching climax.

That was unfortunate for him.

Ellen’s mitochondria were greedily draining more protienaic energy by the second.

A minute later he came. It was a squirt, tiny compared to the pints of cum that usually erupted from François’s dick, choking her and then blasting her in the face.

Ellen brought her head up, feeling worried but also energised and horny and STRONG.

She looked down and saw François.

He looked ten years older and as if that ten years had being spent lying in bed and living on diet soda.

He was small and puny and pale lying in his old bigger clothes.

His dick was tiny like a sick baby worm.

He was so weak and exhausted he could barely talk.

“W-what the fuck?” he whispered.

Then she realised her own body was Gigantic. Her shirt was close to being disintegrated by her chest and arms.

She could feel big bulges everywhere.

Her first thought was “Oh my God! I did the blowjob wrong!”

Her second “I’ve taken all his muscles”

Her third was “Wait this seems like what…   Louise!”

It was unfortunate that as she thought this, her knees were brushing against Francois ’s body and still draining the last of his muscle mass.

She felt herself growing and with a start stood up and away from him.

She let out a moan of guilt and pleasure as she grew even more, hitting seven feet and getting more pumped than François had ever been.

She looked down at his tiny, almost skeletal form struggling to lift himself.

He fainted.

Ellen got out her mobile.

“Emergency services, here” Replied an operator.

“Hello! My boyfriend has shrunk!”

“I’m sorry?” The operator asked.

“I was giving him a blowjob. And I got all big and he got all small”

“M’am. I should warn it is federal offense to make prank calls to the emergency services.”

“But my roommate had these candies…”

*click*

Ellen was in a panic.

She couldn’t touch him. She needed to get someone to carry him and take him to a doctor.

She put on some of François’s clothes (they were tight!) and rushed out the door.

Farah had tried calling her boyfriend so she could drain him but he was in Newark. She had tried wandering around looking for a single buff guy but it was evening and all the passer-by’s seemed to be either girls, couples or puny guys.

She just needed to find one meat bag, seduce him, drain him and then she would be probably to strong enough to grab guys and drain and drain. Thinking hard the busty assholetta headed for the gym.

Walking back to her apartment Louise had found a restroom and decided to check  her body out in a mirror.

“Oh wow!”

She stripped the shirt off and examined her extra poundage with glee. Her head looked smaller on top of her huge body. She now had musclage and light veinage from her ankles to her wrists. The highlights were the grapefruit-sized balloon breasts jutting out of her 42’’ chest and her rock-hard Pythons.

Before Louise would have been shy about taking her top off, but now it seemed wrong to have clothing hiding her magnificence.

She was so big and so STRONG. Everything was so easy. She dropped and did twenty push-ups and wasn’t even out of breath. Then she did a hand stand and held it effortlessly. She flipped back upright. She did a biceps flex and the huge ball on her arm hardened. She kept pumping it and it just kept getting bigger.

Then a thought struck her.

She looked thoughtfully at her awesome naked upper body.

The internet had said the candies’ effect would last for several hours. If she grabbed another guy she could get even MORE muscle. The thought of an even bigger Louise made her so excited her pussy got wet.

Regretfully she pulled the shirt back on.

As she headed for home she couldn’t help but try to think of big guys she knew who would actually be jerks enough to actually deserve to have their muscle stolen.

Ellen knew a girl on a lower floor who might help her.

She rushed into the elevator and the door was just about to close. Then it stopped closing and opened again.

Six very large, very drunk members of the wrestling team squeezed themselves into the elevator.

They had just finished consuming what amounted to a significant amount of a brewery’s daily output.

Ellen remembered that she was still full of Alimoniase. Given the size of the elevator and their huge bodies and her own already impressive size, there was no way she was going to able to avoid touching them. One guy kept slipping sideways and touching her arm. Another backed up and his shirtless back pressed against her exposed abs (The shirt had covered François’s abs but it had extra volume to cover on Ellen and didn’t cover down that far).  Each time she was touched, energy surged into her already pumped up frame.  She grew a little and tears appeared in her shirt increasing the amount of exposed skin.

She tried to squeeze past to get out, but the doors closed and she only succeeded in wedging herself right in the middle touching all six of them. Power started flowing into her.

Ellen did a little mental math:

François’s muscles  + the muscles of one of the more muscular member of the wrestling team + the muscles of one of the more muscular member of the wrestling team+ the muscles of one of the more muscular member of the wrestling team+ the muscles of one of the more muscular member of the wrestling team+ the muscles of one of the more muscular member of the wrestling team + The muscles of one of the more muscular member of the wrestling team = . . .

She felt her muscles start to swell at an alarming pace.

“Oh. Crap.”

Farah gazed longingly at the incredibly healthy specimens of masculinity working out in front of her.

It seemed that the pretty muscle boys’ muscles were growing right before her eyes as they worked their dumbbells, chest presses and Lat pulldown machines.

She wanted it all. She wanted to drain them all till she burst.

She just needed to get inside and get an excuse to touch one of them. That would be easy. Guys like that loved to have girls touch their biceps, especially girls with a rack like hers.

She moved her face (and boobs) from the glass separating reception from the gym she again turned to the women behind the counter.

“But I just want to see my boyfriend… um… Barry. I need to give him notes from class”

The well-muscled but ugly women behind the counter was unmoved.

“No the weightlifting and reserve football team are having a special extra –long training session. They are not to be disturbed. Especially not by girls.”

“Damm!” Thought Farah “Why did it have to be a woman at the counter? If it had been a guy she could have seduced him”

She pretended to leave but a minute later crawled back in, below the view of the desk. She was just through the door when she felt a yank at her collar.

The woman at the counter was surprisingly fast and unrelentingly strong as she dragged Farah outside and then dumped Farah on her butt on the cold concrete outside.

Louise knocked on the door of apartment 43 block B.

This was where Vance lived. Vance was a member of the football team and was studying economics. It was common knowledge (although it had never been proven) that Vance and a few of his pals had carried out a campaign of bullying on a student who was rumoured to be gay. The student had dropped out due to the emotional strain. Vance had gotten away partly because he was a football star, which in turn was because he had put on a hundred pounds of muscle during puberty.

He answered the door wearing T-shirt and jeans.

Louise had decided to give him one last chance to redeem himself.

“Oh Hi” She asked pleadingly “My phones gone dead and I was wondering if I could borrow yours to ring for a taxi?”

“No. Fuck off.”

He paused and took in her huge body.

“What are you? Some bodybuilding dyke?”

She smiled. “Sort of. Actually let me show you”

Quickly she shot out a hand and grabbed his neck.

Surprised he tried to struggle and got in a kick at her, but within moments his struggles started getting weaker. His t-shirt got baggier as his muscle mass evaporated and his legs started to dangle as he got shorter and she got gained height. He became more and more panicked but Louise was relentless.

She gained height, breaking seven foot. Her legs enlarged even more and her ballooning F-cups, 50 inch chest and 30 inch arms tore her shirt to ribbons.

She let him drop.

Vance’s body had been reduced to something like that of a professional video gamer.

Louise’s body was worshipable. Even in the remains of her blue dress and the black shirt she  radiated strength and power.

Her legs were thick with dense well-shaped muscle. Her six pack had added another two packs. Her shoulders were twice as wide as the average’s man’s. Her breasts were incredible. Her arms were bulging with the combined arm muscle of two men and one women. At 7’ 3’’ and with her awesome chest she towered over the reduced Vance.

He was speechless. All his confidence had gone with his muscle.

She preened.

“That’s how *I* bodybuild. As for being a dyke. Maybe I should try it. After all…”

She flexed a bicep. It grew very fast and kept on growing bigger very fast for an extended period of time.

“…Girl’s bodies are just so… impressive. Not like boys. They’re so small and weak. Well guess I’ll walk home. Thanks for all your strength”

She walked away. She had to crouch down a little to get through doorways