A night never to forget

Jody took a deep gulp of his vitamin water, ultimately trying to quench his thirst although he never could quench his eternal lust for perfection, he didn't care about the multicoloured liquid rolling down his chin onto his wide neck. Far to preoccupied with the here and now of the gym. He stopped, screwing the cap on tightly and proceeding to belch, he patted his thick muscular gut quickly checking if anyone had indeed heard him. The gym appeared empty, Jody smiled wiping the sweat of his brow and proceeded to dig deep into his sweat pant pocket for his iPod, he marveled at it for a second, these things were always getting smaller and better and he was always getting bigger and better, the irony wasn't lost on him, turning the already loud workout set list up two notches he smiled shutting everyone else out further. 

"Man, I fucking love this gym" he sighed to himself.

His mind wandered, Long ago he remembered being so weak and helpless, bullied mercilessly first for his name than his weight which had crept up as he spiraled further into depression.  He tried to remember when he had first came here, if it was his uncles suggestion or if he took the willpower himself to come. Even though it felt a life time ago he still felt that twinge now and again, that feeling, that's when he couldn't bare anyone near him, judging him. Its why he had come to the gym this late, 11:50pm, the place was dead except John on the reception, no doubt watching TV... Or more likely porn. He shrugged raising his thick muscular arms towards the ceiling stretching his head back as far as it would go, holding the stretch for a few seconds. He marveled at his form as he brought his head up straight, intently looking at his reflection in the mirror, he loved what he saw. 

"God damn..." He stared for what felt like hours but in truth seconds, his body was getting to pro levels, only not as shredded as he would like, a layer of fat covered him giving him a robust off season look that only made him look bigger, he was especially proud of his legs, thick and powerful he loved them, turning his heel to one side in a semi bodybuilding show pose. His friend and gym partner Dave would often joke about his legs and how thick they were, but Jody always ignored him, his opinion was moot, he was a joke in Jody's eyes. He had no dedication, no personal goals, who more importantly rarely trained his legs. He looked ridiculous exemplifying the numerous jokes about 'not forgetting leg day' 

Jody was almost disappointed that he wasn't here tonight, he loved nothing more than teasing him while he worked out, only playfully never truly maliciously. He had to remain in character at all times around here, years of earning his reputation for single minded dedication to his body and general all round top dog of the gym was at stake, he was after all the biggest guy in the gym in all ways. 

It wasn't till after his 16th birthday his growth spurts kicked in, not long after joining the gym and losing his fat, he grew taller and taller, it wasn't long before he was 6ft5, he loved his height almost as much as his bulky mass. The power it gave him over others the thrill of being unstoppable, unresistible, his power fantasies filled his mind Jody loved nothing more than imagining himself getting bigger, more muscular, taller. He was becoming a true addict, his genetics enabling him to newer heights, life was certainly fucking tops.

He could feel his quadriceps burn as he lifted the heavy squats bar, gritting his teeth and grunting inhuman sounds, that's when he felt the first tremble. The bass and power that reverberated through his bones like a hauler train running across a bridge, as suddenly as he felt it it suddenly stopped, holding the bar fully stretched he stood unsure of what he just felt. Did he just imagine it? He shrugged it of and continued to try to get back into the zone before this time it returned, followed by another louder clang as if Zeus himself had caused it. Immediately Jody dropped the bar and ripped the headphones from his ears, 

"what the fuck is causing that?! you better not be fucking with me Dave!" he spat out.

Again he heard the rumble followed by a clang, his ears perked up, it was coming from the other side of the gym, in the corner where some of the weight machines were, he stood for a moment perplexed, curiosity overwhelming him. He wiped the sweat from his brow, picking up two barbells with average weights in case he got caught 'mirin'. Trying to straighten his creased gym clothes he made his way cautiously to the continuous clanging, Jody's jaw dropped.

His brain couldn't comprehend what was happening he tried to speak but all that came out was a kinda muffled sigh, the weights felt suddenly a hundred times heavier, he felt 15 again, he felt like nothing, like that little bitch that first came into this gym, he felt sick. Ahead he could see the back of what could only be described as a behemoth, he couldn't put words to it. This guy was inhuman, there arm less sweat shirt clung to there back like a second skin, revealing each deep muscular striation, deeper than anything he had seen before. There width, they were as wide as they were fucking tall! Sandy blonde short hair cascaded out of there beanie cap, leading to an even thicker bull neck, Jody looked at his own hands, they could barely fit around even this side of this Goliath's neck, his hands... They were trembling, he felt, afraid...

He couldn't believe his arms, those fucking arms were like the muscle morphs he checked out often, imagining himself growing so inhuman, so fucking huge everyone just worshiping him as the god he had become and here there was someone in front of him who had stole it from him, he felt so fucking jealous he wanted to explode. They continued to lift, the machine groaning under the beastly load, the cables getting closer and closer to snapping, dropping the huge weight down with such mighty force he felt intense nausea from it, the deep grunts and groans he was making with such bass he felt as though a speaker was placed to the ground. After what seemed an eternity of gawping he stopped. 

Jody could see the testosterone dripping from him, deep thick sweaty tear drops. The monster shifted his weight reaching down to the ground, the bench groaned in protestation, he reached for a towel which he pulled from the floor, thick large meaty club like hands grasping the man size towel making it look like a flannel. He wiped around his obscured face. His tree trunk size legs coated in what appeared to be spray paint but what was in fact just sweat pants stretched to there limit, Jody could even see rips in place where it was fraying, he pushed himself to his feet, rising up and up, Jody felt himself shrink, this guy was at least pushing into the deep end of seven foot! Jody could see his headphones were in he was still oblivious to his presence, he stood lifting his thick leg over the machine like it was a toy, Jody didn't even want to estimate his custom sports trainer size. He followed him cautiously as he powered along to the changing rooms, Every step causing a large shudder to fill the gym.

Jody's eyes followed him as he stepped closer and closer to the changing rooms, the air in his lungs was caught, silence fell in the gym, he had reached the changing rooms turning and lowering himself to fit through the door, Jody swore he saw him crack the frame, but what confused him more than anything was the fact he entered the women's locker room. He stood for a moment in silence, he stepped backwards and forwards still holding the weights he didn't know what to do yet he felt he should do something go in there or... He simply didn't know, he looked over to the bench, thankfully he hadn't cleaned up after himself, a thick patch of sweat lay where he had sat. Jody looked to the locker room door, he could hear shifting inside, lost for a moment in thought he imagined what he couldn't see, he slapped himself unconsciously his attention back to the bench.

Sheepishly he lowered his head and took a deep breath in, he almost fell back wards, the thick musky smell invaded his nostrils, everything about him was powerful. The door slammed open, he turned calmly beginning to pump his free weights, trying to look as natural as possible. From the darkness the figure emerged, a grey hoodie clung to him, hood thankfully lowered, Jody's eyes were instantly drawn to his pecs, so over developed they were truly godlike, his form was Olympian, like a bulked up god had descended from above, his form eclipsed Jody completely, in all regards blotting out the light above and behind him like a solar eclipse.

He followed his pecs up to his neck, deep trap muscles framed his neck, these were fucking beastly. He stopped for a moment when he saw his face, he double taked looking towards 'him' he.... he was a woman?! At least he thought so. Though they had slightly thick jaw there features were soft and feminine, a butcher Keira Knightley came to mind, only this Keira could fuck up the Hulk and make him her bitch, Jodie felt his own hulk stir in his loins, she was wearing freshly applied subtle makeup which covered her face, her short hair cascading out of her hipster beanie cap. Jody remained calm, here he was the biggest largest guy in the gym and this 'woman' fucking out classed him in all respects, he had never felt this insignificant in his life.

She was staring at him now, her body language was unassertive, almost unsure of her self, she seemed to lack confidence. 

"Erm... Hey?" Jody was taken back by how husky and deep this woman's voice was, so bassy and powerful that the sound passed through him like a bullet, he felt his body tingle all over, he was stood there poker faced trying with all his might not to become a gibbering wreck. 

"Yeah, hey you... I'm Joe..." Everyone knew him as Joe, he hated his fucking name but he promised while his mother was still alive he wouldn't change it. She was failing to make eye contact she smiled and blushed slightly, this gigantic slab of inhuman she beef was shy! 

"I'm Lea" she bellowed, dropping her gym bag absent mindedly to the ground, Jody darted forward reaching down always the gentleman when it suited him

 "er... No it's okay you don't have... to" her heavy voice intoned, sheepishly.

"Not a problem!" He grabbed it turning to her thick redwood like legs, she certainly never skipped leg day like Dave, he stopped for a moment lost, her thick godlike legs radiated power, he didn't even remember handing back the bag or saying goodbye.

Jody stood in a daze, before he could say anything she was gone, he turned to see her leave through the front door following almost puppy liked, he stood dazed for minutes, he looked down, the weights from his hands falling to the floor like water, He stared at his gym trousers,  he had never been so hard in his life. 

"I HAVE to find her again"


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A truly unique female muscle story where masculinity and femininity clash like nothing I have ever read before. Written by . 

Authors Note: Just a little tale about looks being deceiving and a potential love blooming. This was originally going to be a long story told in multiple parts covering a few subject matters but in the end we both decided it would be better if it was just released as a single story, I hope you enjoy it.

Morphers note: Morph wise it was a fun challenge to actually try to cover up as much skin as possible and still give of the image of an incredibly masculine figure. I Also know there is all sorts of things wrong with the background, but I kinda fucked up the PSD and didnt want to go back.