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A Month With a Muscle Goddess pt. 2

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The sound of weights shifting was the only noise in the gym. The wheels of the exercise bike Raymond was slowly pedaling were silent as they turned, well kept by the hotel staff. Raymond looked distractedly at the girl doing squats in the middle of the room.

Anna's black workout spandex was stretched to its limit. Her muscles seemed all around bulkier; thicker thighs, wider shoulders, deeper abs. Her breasts seemed to almost pop out of the material whenever she moved, with her somewhat thicker pecs pushing them out. She looked to have packed on a few inches of mass all over her body, as big as some of the biggest female bodybuilders Raymond knew of.

"You're staring again, Ray." Anna said, squatting down.

Raymond quickly looked away, pedaling faster on the stationary bike. Anna giggled, the weights on the barbell on her back clacking together.

"Don't act so ashamed." She said, standing back up. "I already knew you like strong women, remember?"

"I know..." Raymond said. But it's different in person... He thought to himself.

Anna did a few more squats before hefting the heavy barbell off her shoulders; Raymond had offered to spot for her, but over the past few days, she'd gotten strong enough to not even need one. 

"So... you don't do much cardio, do you Anna?" He asked nervously.

She stretched her thick, tanned arms. "Well, not recently, no. I've got to build bulk, don't I?"

"Ah... Heh, yeah, but... Maybe you'd like to go on a hike this weekend? Get your heart pumping?"

She smiled at him cryptically. "Why, Raymond, I'd love to."

---

*RIIIIP*

"Dammit! That was my last one!"

Raymond looked towards the closed bathroom door. He was sitting on Anna's large bed in her suite, dressed in casual hiking clothes. It had been almost a week since Anna had flown in, and the two had grown close rather quickly.

"Everything okay?" Raymond asked. 

"Oh, I'm fine..." Anna said. The bathroom door swung open.

Anna stood in the doorway, clad only in a black bra and tight shorts. Her large breasts stuck out like airbags, pushed forward by thick striated pecs. The poor bra struggled to hold in her bulging chest, tears appearing at the seams. Her neck was thicker, just wider than her head. Pronounced traps led into ball-shaped shoulders, almost too wide to fit through the door. Big, powerful looking arms stuck out from her torso at an angle, burly biceps large enough to bump into her hefty obliques. Baseball sized abs lined her stomach, a powerful six-pack. Her shorts weren't faring much better than her bra; bulky quadriceps strained against the fabric, the seams pulling apart, smooth olive skin poking through. The battered shorts only went to her knees anyway, letting her inflated calves protrude freely. 

"...but my blouse has seen better days." She tossed what looked like a large rag at Raymond with her brawny arm. He realized that this was her shirt, now several sozes to small.

He gawked at Anna. In the past week, it was obvious she was growing bigger. During all the workouts and training sessions, it was hard not to notice. But this was the first time he'd ever seen her so naked, let alone so muscular.

"Ah... uh..." Raymond sputtered. Anna giggled cutely.

"Calm down, shorty." She said jokingly. "We'll just have to stop for some new duds before our hike. I've been needing to do some shopping anyway..."

Anna walked across the room, tight pants creaking, to the wardrobe on the side of the bed. Raymond watched her as she did; no doubt she had gotten huge. Easily the size of an average male bodybuilder, probably bigger. She even seemed to have grown a bit taller, though nowhere near as much as she'd grown muscular. Even as she reached into the wardrobe and pulled out a large trench coat, her powerhouse back muscles stretched and contorted her already tight bra strap.

"I figured I might grow pretty big, so I picked this up back in England." Anna said, swinging the coat around her body. "It was the biggest thing I could find. Of course, I didn't expect to grow so quickly." Her large arms barely fit into the sleeves, tightening the cloth to the breaking point almost immediately. Seams popped and groaned. The coat went down to her shins, but could scarcely wrap around her wide body. Her chest remained mostly exposed, heaving breasts only moderately covered. She tied the sash around her thin waist.

"Come on, Raymond. A gentleman like you can't let a girl remain immodest for long, can you?" Anna winked.

---

"How do I look?" Anna said. She flexed one powerful arm.

"G-great!" Raymond said.

The musclebound girl was trying on clothes at a pricey-looking plus-size store, designed for obese women; they were the only clothes she could find that would fit her. The two had driven there on the way to the nearby mountains, stopped for more appropriate hiking clothes for Anna. Several people had looked wide-eyed at Anna as she'd walked form the car to the store, surprised at her stature. Someone as small as Raymond standing next to her only drove the point home.

They entered the store, and after the clerk got over the shock of seeing a very muscular half-naked woman, asked for their largest garments. The clerk had obliged and sent them back to the dressing rooms.

Anna was now wearing a light green tank-top, comfortable around the chest but loose around her belly, designed for someone much huskier. She also wore green camouflage shorts in a similar way: tight around her beefy thighs, yet incredibly loose around her waist, a cloth belt holding the shorts up.

"Not perfect, but I'm a fan." She said, flexing the other arm now. "Suppose it'll last me a while. Alright, let's go!"

She picked up a large pile of clothes, a dozen other ensembles she'd picked out. Raymond followed her, carefully trying to not ogle her behind her back. The store clerk dutifully rung up her purchase, staring silently the whole time.

---

Tall, shady trees covered the path that Anna and Raymond walked on, a calm hiking trail in the mountains. One of the benefits of Southern California was a close proximity to drastically different environments. They planned to visit the other sights as well, but today was cleared for backpacking.

"Doing all right down there?" Anna called back. She was about twenty feet ahead of Raymond, due to her extra height and stamina. She wore the same green outfit she'd tried on before, with large hiking boots strapped to her feet. 

"Yeah... just... taking it slow..." Raymond huffed. He wasn't out of shape, but he certainly wasn't used to scaling mountains. The heavy backpack he carried certainly didn't help either.  He wearily walked up the somewhat steep hill toward Anna, who had stopped to wait for him.

Anna put her hands on her hips as Raymond came up to where she was standing, an amused look on her face. "Wanna take a break?" She asked with a smile.

Raymond nodded. He was tired from trying to keep up with Anna and even through the cool shade, he was sweating. He noticed, however, that Anna wasn't sweating nearly as much as him. A small amount of perspiration had appeared on her taut skin, glistening in the occasional sun beam, but it only made her muscular body seem even more striking.

Anna sat down under a large tree just off the trail, leaning against the trunk. Raymond did the same, carefully dropping the backpack. The two sat quietly for a moment.

"Hey," Anna said. "Hand me the pack, would you?"

Raymond did so, and the large girl reached inside. She pulled out a large bag of trail mix and the bottle of her experimental pills. With a pop, she pulled the lid off the bottle and took out two pills, quickly swallowing them.

"Two at a time?" Raymond said.

"Mm-hm." Anna replied, grabbing a large handful of trail mix. "They only told me take one at a time, but there's more than enough to last me the whole month. Figured I'd take more a day. Bulk up as much as I can before the competition, you know?" She scarfed down the handful of trail mix.

"Okay... as long as you're sure it's safe..." Raymond said worriedly.

Anna wiped her mouth with her arm, smiling again. "Thanks for being concerned, Raymond."

"S-so, did you always want to be big?" Raymond said quickly, changing the subject.

Anna leaned back. "Long as I can remember. I always knew I wanted to be different. And being so big and strong... that about as different as I can get." She looked at Raymond. "How about you? You always like big ladies?"

"Well... for a long time, at least. I really got into it once I started finding pictures and stories online."

Anna munched on another big handful of trail mix. "Technology sure makes things easier."

"Yeah," Raymond picked up a small amount of trail mix for himself. "It's nice to be anonymous sometimes. But I still prefer things in person. Facebook and Twitter and things are cool and all, but I'd rather interact in real life."

"I feel the same way'" Anna said. She placed her hand on Raymond's shoulder. "That's why I asked to meet you."

Their eyes met for a second. Then Anna hopped to her feet, causing the ground to shake slightly. "Now come on! We've got a whole mountain to climb!"

Raymond stood up as well, slower. "Not much of a break..." He picked up the backpack, placing the other items back into it. Looking over, he could see Anna already briskly walking up the trail. For a moment, he was mesmerized by her walking, as her sturdy legs pumped and her ass shifted in her tight shorts, looking like they were growing tighter as she hiked...

Raymond blinked a couple times before hefting the backpack over his shoulder and rushing to catch up to Anna.

"Hey!" Raymond called out. "Do.. Do you like TF2?"

---

A blue-ish glow lit Raymond's face as he sat at his computer, the only light coming from the monitor. The light barely lit the sparse apartment. Raymond wore a headset with a microphone, and was attentively playing Team Fortress 2. After a long day of hiking, a good relaxing first-person shooter was what he needed.

"Stay behind me, Raymond!" Anna's voice said through the speakers. 

"Sorry, sorry!" Raymond said. Onscreen, in the frantic firefight, Raymond's Medic pointed his medigun at the Heavy in front of him. Anna's Steam name (musclegoddess617, the same name she used when chatting with Raymond) hovered on the monitor. Anna's Heavy moved slowly and deliberately across the battlefield, firing bursts from his giant mini-gun. Raymond did his best to follow Anna's orders and kept his medic behind her Heavy, healing as he did. The Ubercharge meter on the right slowly crept up, pushing the two closer to invincibility.

"I am fully charged!" Raymond said into the microphone, imitating a German accent. His Medic said the same thing in-game.

"Hit it!" Anna ordered. Raymond hit the alt. fire button and Anna's Heavy began to glow a metallic red. "I AM BULLET PROOF!" Anna screamed through the headset in a flawless Russian accent, her Heavy saying the same thing. Raymond winced at how loud she was, but was grinning as well. 

"I am ze Ubermensch!" He said. Anna's passion was contagious, and he couldn't help but join in. Their two characters rampaged across the screen, blowing up the enemy Engineer and his Sentry, leaving a clear path to the point. Speed boosted by the Ubercharge, the Heavy and Medic capped the point, effectively ending the match. Anna laughed excitedly, clearly enjoying herself. Raymond joined in, happy to help entertain her.

"Ha ha ha! You're not half bad, Raymond!" Anna said, chuckling heartily.

"Thanks. You play pretty fierce, you know!"

"What can I say? I like to win." She said matter-of-factly.

"Heh. Good thing you're in a bodybuilding competition then, huh?"

"I wouldn't travel halfway across the world to lose, Ray."

Raymond smiled to himself. Ever since Anna had arrived in the States, he'd felt so nervous around her. Playing games with her, like how they'd chatted online for so long, was refreshing and relaxing.

"Say, Anna," He said. "Would you want to do something to cool down this weekend?"

"Oh?" Anna said, intrigued. Raymond could just imagine her raising her black eyebrow inquisitively. "Like what?"

"Well, I know this great cafe in Huntington Beach. It's right against the ocean, too. I'm sure you'd like it. I mean, no trip to L.A is complete without a trip to the beach."

"Hmmm..." Anna murmured to herself. For a second, Raymond was worried that she might actually say no. "I think I can make time for it." 

Raymond sighed silently to himself in relief, realizing that she was just joking. "Glad to hear it."

---

The cool sea wind blew across the pier, contrasting the heat from the noon sun. Raymond leaned against the wooden railing, welcoming the breeze; Southern California could get scorching some days. Luckily, the Pacific Ocean helped to keep him cool as he waited, the breeze blowing across his loose shorts and plain t-shirt.

"Raymond!" Anna's voice called. "Table's ready!" He looked down the pier towards where Anna's voice came from. At the end of the pier was a two-story cafe overlooking the sea, and waving at Raymond was Anna.

In the week since the hiking trip, she had ballooned beyond what could be considered normal. Her arms looked stuffed with over inflated basketballs, biceps bumping into her thick forearms. Her deltoids had grown wider and taller, almost as high as her head now, and her neck had widened at the base, leading into her enormous torso. Anna was wearing one of the garments they had purchased form the plus-size store last week, a loose white dress; at least, it was loose before. Now her heaving bosom, upheld be her slab-like pecs, strained the thin fabric. The dress, meant to go down to a woman's knees, only just covered Anna's chest, like a baby-tee for a giant. The fabric was stretched thin enough to see the purple bikini top she wore underneath that covered her nipples and not much else. 

Below that, her cobblestone abs ran across her stomach, connecting to her outrageously thin waist, which didn't look like it had grown at all. Anna's quads jutted out just below her waist, giving her lower half an extreme pear shape. The matching purple bikini bottom could barely be seen beyond her outlandishly muscular thighs, effectively covering her nether regions, and wrapped around her ass, amply round glutes forcing it to be a thong. Her meaty hips rounded out abruptly at the knee, where her calves flourished out, bulging a good foot behind her shins. They too tapered down to Anna's delicate ankles and feet, wearing plain yet comfortable flip-flops. Her tanned skin seemed to barely contain her shifting musculature, and gleamed with sweat caused by the heat. 

Raymond blushed and smiled at the same time as he walked down the pier towards Anna. Almost everyone was looking at the huge girl and, in turn, the smallish man going to meet her. Some people gawked, some looked disgusted, and a few even blushed themselves. Ignorant children pointed at Anna and asked their parents about the giant lady, while their parents shushed them and tried to look like they weren't shocked. Raymond did his best to ignore all this and met up with Anna at the front door of the cafe. He quickly dashed to the glass door and gentlemanly pulled it open. People gaped as she had to twist and bend her body to fit through the doorway, one muscular arm going in first followed by her immense torso (which barely managed to not destroy the door frame).

Inside, it was oddly quiet. Most of the diners were staring at Anna as well (or at least trying not to), along with most of the employees. Occasionally there was a clink of silverware, but most everyone remained silent. 

Anna seemed to not notice and stepped up to the host. "Hi! Anna, table for two?"

The heavyset host blinked a couple times before answering. "...Of course. Right this way..."

The host grabbed two menus and led them through the restaurant as other patrons continued to try to ignore the muscle-bound woman in the room. He eventually led them to a large table in the back, next to a wide clear window that overlooked the calm sea. Fortunately (and maybe on purpose), Anna and Raymond were seated away from most of the oglers.

The host tried to hand Anna a menu, but she held a hand up. "No need. I'll have eight double cheeseburgers, eight orders of french fries and four chocolate milkshakes, please." The host stared at her blankly. "What? I've got a big stomach. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to find the restroom. Wash some of the sweat off me..." Anna turned around and walked back the way she came, giving Raymond and the host a good view of her expansive back and round rear. Raymond noticed that the floor seemed to shake a bit with every step she took.

"And... for you?" The host asked Raymond distractedly.

"Oh... um, I guess just a double cheeseburger meal." Raymond said, sitting down. He'd been busy watching Anna walk away.

The host jotted down the orders in a notebook before looking at Raymond. "You two... dating?"

Raymond looked at the host, surprised. "I... I guess I don't know. Maybe? I mean, she lives in England, so I dunno..." He honestly hadn't considered if he were officially "dating" Anna or not. She certainly seemed to like him, and he absolutely liked her, but did that count as dating?

"I don't mean to pry, but... why would you want to be with someone so much... bigger than you?" The host didn't seem malicious about it; just genuinely confused.

Raymond thought about it for a moment. "Well... I'm a small guy. Everyone's bigger than I am."

The host looked at Raymond funny. He didn't seem to get it. Either way, he walked off to the kitchen to place their orders.

---

"Now that was good food." Anna said, patting her hard abs. The bulk of her arm bumping into her bulkier torso made it hard to reach her belly.

"Glad you enjoyed it." Raymond said sincerely. The cafe was rather delicious, and the view it had over the ocean made it very popular. 

Anna and Raymond were walking across the beach now, after finishing up at the restaurant not long ago. The pier it was on was behind them, and the sun had begun to go down, though it was still very bright out. Almost everyone on the beach was avoiding them and staying out of their way, intimidated by Anna's size. Raymond was okay with it, though; it gave him more alone time with Anna.

"How'd you come across such a cool place?" She asked, looking at his past her bulky shoulders.

"Oh, y'know. Just one of those places. I did grow up around here, after all." He said, not looking into her eyes. He was still preoccupied with what the waiter had said; were he and Anna dating? It was hard to tell. They got along well- very well, in fact. They seemed to have similar interests, and they'd spent almost all of Anna's time in the U.S. together.

On the other hand, they could just be good friends. They had done nothing overtly romantic yet; the closest they had come was dining together. They hadn't said things like "I love you" or anything like that, nor had they gotten even remotely intimate. They hadn't even kissed...

*RIIIIP*

Raymond's train of thought derailed as a similar tearing sound came from Anna. She looked to be flexing her chest, powerful striated muscle and sizable mammary tissue bulging forward, shredding her tight "shirt".

"Sorry, was feeling a little confined." She said, pulling the torn garment off her torso. Dressed only in her bikini now, her bulk was on full display. "Now what are you thinking about?"

"N-nothing!" Raymond said quickly, trying to keep his cool. Between what he was just thinking about and what Anna had just done, it was hard not to blush.

"Really?" 

"Really." He said firmly.

Anna looked at Raymond sternly for a moment before shrugging her sizable shoulders. "All right then. But if you were thinking about something, and you needed someone to talk to, I'm always here."

"...Thanks..." Raymond said, failing to keep from blushing. He'd gotten rather good at blushing lately.

As the two walked down the beach, Raymond noticed Anna begin to casually flex her muscles. He was about to ask why, but stopped himself. As the sun dipped deeper into the sky, Raymond ogled her as discreetly as he could, forgetting what he was thinking about.

"So Raymond." Anna said, clenching her fist and flexing her bicep, the muscles stretching wildly.

"Uh... yeah?" He replied, distracted. Her bicep looked like it was steadily growing larger...

"Did I ever tell you where the competition is going to be?"

"Well... You said Los Angeles, right?"

She nodded. "Right. Muscle Beach, to be specific."

"Oh!" Raymond looked away from her bulging arm. "Really? I've been there before... makes perfect sense for a bodybuilding competition."

"So you wouldn't mind taking me there in a few days?"

"W-well of course not! Whatever you want to do, I'm game. Maybe we could see some sights, too...?"

"Oh, Raymond, you really know how to treat a tourist." Anna said jokingly, giving Raymond a light, friendly punch on the arm. A "light" punch for Anna, though, was still very strong; Raymond bit his tongue to keep from crying out in pain, gripping his injured shoulder.

"H-happy to be of service...!" He winced.

---

The wind whipped past Raymond's head as he sped down the 101, or Hollywood Freeway. Luckily, it was early in the day, so traffic was much lighter than one would expect for a freeway in Los Angeles. Raymond was no longer driving his sedan; Anna had spotted him the cash to rent a fancy red convertible. Partly because "Everyone in L.A. needs a cool car, right?", she had said, but the more obvious reason was that she could no longer fit into his old roofed car.

Anna's hulking body took up most of the backseat. Her wide legs could barely be pushed together at this point, meaning she couldn't fit into the passenger side even if her hefty torso didn't take up more than half the width of the car. And of course driving herself was out of the question; pushing the pedals would be a formidable task, and her jutting chest would smash into the windshield. Raymond was, of course, happy to drive her around if she so desired.

"You should be able to see it soon!" He said loudly to her over the loud traffic.

"It better be worth it!" Anna shouted back. "This highway's murder on my hair!" Her chocolate hairdo was being blown in all directions by the wind in the open-topped car.

"It is!" The convertible sped down the highway. For the sake of modesty, they had made Anna a sort of sleeveless "dress" out of bed sheets by sewing them together like a makeshift toga. (Raymond had to do most of the sewing, naturally.) They did an adequate job of keeping her decent in public, even is she didn't care to be.

Soon, as they sped down the highway, the car pulled around a large hill, and Anna practically gasped. In the distance, in the bright midday sun, the huge white letters spelling "Hollywood" on a close by hillside. Raymond looked back for a moment to see Anna grinning, and he knew how she felt; it was one thing to see the sign in movies and pictures. It was something else entirely to be less than a mile away from the real deal.

"Wow... You were right..." Anna muttered, barely audible. Raymond smiled to himself, glad that he could impress her.

"Hey," He called back to her. "Are you sure you don't wanna see downtown? There's lots of other sights to see!"

"I'm sure!" She said. "As fun as it is to sight see, we've got more important business to take care of!"

---

Raymond parked the convertible mere feet from the beach, in between the sand and the public tennis courts. The few people that were at Venice Beach in the middle of a weekday gawked at the mass of muscles in the backseat, a similar reaction to the last beach they had visited. Raymond quickly turned the car off, hopped out of the front seat and pushed it forward to help Anna out. She shifted her bulk around, her overly thick arms making it hard to maneuver herself. After a few seconds of struggling and causing the convertible to shake with her shifting weight, Anna was able to put one heavy leg out of the car and hoist herself up.

"Ahh... It's good to stand up..." Anna said, stretching as much as her over sized body would let her. The "dress" she wore barely cover her thighs, most of the material need to cover her expansive chest. Her tight skin mostly exposed, she walked with difficulty- almost waddling- away form the car.

"It's right around here." Raymond said, leading the way. She stomped along behind him.

They walked out from behind the tennis courts and ignored the large sand pit in front of them, turning right towards the weight pen. On the right were the changing rooms, a large concrete structure partially shaped like a barbell. A similar rectangular archway stood in front with smaller concrete squares branching off slightly; the entrance to the black matted, blue fenced weight pen.

Many bodybuilders of various shapes and sizes lifted weights and did workouts within. A few men, probably regulars, but mostly women were the ones showing off and lifting heavy barbells. Several people sat on the built in bleachers, watching the weight lifters strut their stuff. None of them seemed to notice Anna yet.

"All these female bodybuilders are probably here for the competition, and I want to scope them out." Anna said.

Looking at the women in the weight pen, Raymond could see why Anna would think she wasn't big enough when she first arrived in California. Some of the ladies were thick and vascular; outstanding, by normal standards. Fortunately, Anna had stopped being "normal" weeks ago.

Raymond noticed a crowd was slowly building up behind Anna, passerby noticing the giant woman. People stared at her from several meters away, intimidated and frightened. Anna continued to waddle forward slowly toward the weight pen, people on the bleachers slowly taking notice of her now. What noise there had been was dying out as people's attention shifted to Anna's hulking body. Raymond stayed close to her, feeling a bit nervous that everyone was looking at them. The bodybuilders stopped their workouts as they too saw Anna lumbered toward them, eventually reaching the blue fence.

"Hey there." She said, waving her thick arm at a tall black weightlifter.

The man gaped at her, unsure of what to do. "Uh... Wha...?" He babbled, similar to what Raymond had done earlier in the month. He was rather large for a male bodybuilder, holding a barbell with a couple hundred pounds of weight on it, but he wasn't even half Anna's size. Raymond doubted any gender of bodybuilder could come close to her size.

"Nice to meet you, too. I was wondering, could I borrow that barbell you're using?" Anna stretched her arm out. "I haven't been working out as much as I should have lately, and I want to see how much I can lift." 

"..Really...?" The man managed to ask.

"Well," Anna leaned over and whispered at the man. "I'd ask one of the ladies over there, but they don't look like they can lift as much as me anyway."

The man didn't hesitate to hand her the barbell, himself having trouble holding it. "Sure, whatever you want, lady..." He said quickly. Anna grasped the bar and he took a step back. Raymond also took a step back from Anna, so as to not get in her way.

With virtually no effort, Anna lifted the heavy bar over her head with one hand, her massive shoulder bumping and shoving her head. Her obliques flared out like giant wings, hard muscle bulging from even minor movement. The hardest part of this feat looked to be her huge body preventing movement. Raymond and the male bodybuilder's jaws dropped, as everyone else gasped at the hulking beauty.

"Well, I guess I'm still in good shape!" As Anna held her arm up, Raymond noticed her patchwork seams of her white "dress" beginning to strain more than it had; her arms seemed to bulge ever so slightly more, her chest surging out just a bit farther, her legs sticking out further than they had just a second ago...

"Um... Anna! You might want to take it a little slower..." He said to her, worried she might balloon out of her clothes at this rate.

Anna dropped her arm. "Oh, fine. Spoil sport." She handed the barbell back the the bodybuilder, who broke form his stupor in time to grab the heavy barbell, almost dropping it.

All the spectators and the bodybuilders sat frozen, stunned by the display of sheer size Anna had shown them. She turned around, shifting her weight on her heels as she did, and started waddling away. Raymond kept by her side.

"Was that really all we came here for...?" He asked quietly.

"Do you think it wasn't worth it?"

"Well... that was pretty cool..."

"Glad you thought so." Anna beamed. As they got closer to their car, people moved aside like a parting sea, giving the immense girl a wide berth.

"That was refreshing." Anna said, climbing heavily back into the car. "But I'd like to go back to my suite, if you don't mind. Maybe watch a movie or something..."

"You're in luck!" Raymond said happily. "I brought some classic movies with me. I'll make some popcorn and we'll watch a few." He sat down in the driver's seat. "Does that sound alright...?"

"Why, Raymond," She said, leaning her bulky body back, getting comfortable. "That sounds just fine."

---

Back in Anna's hotel suite, the lights were dimmed in the entertainment room. Raymond crouched in front of the huge plasma screen TV, digging through his backpack. After a few moments, he pulled out a DVD case of Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.

"Ah, here we go." He said, putting the disc in the built-in DVD player. "My favorite Indiana Jones movie."

"How can The Last Crusade be your favorite?!" Anna said in shock.

"I just think it's the best one." Raymond shrugged. 

"But Raiders is so good! It's like the perfect movie!" Anna argued.

"Hey, Raiders is great. I just like Crusade more. You can't beat Sean Connery!" 

Anna shook her head in mock disappointment. Raymond couldn't really see that, though; Anna had grown too massive.

Her muscle had exploded incredibly in just the few hours since their Venice Beach trip; biceps as thick as small trees flexed and twitched with the least movement, sticking over a foot out from her body. Her breasts were like medicine balls, obscuring her face from below. Her neck had grown thick enough to almost be indistinguishable from her traps, themselves rounded and huge. Anna's head was no longer the tallest point on her body; her giant shoulders surpassed the top of her head by several inches.

As tremendous and powerful as Anna's arms and shoulders were, her chest was at least equal to it. Pectorals like slabs of stone easily held up Anna's whopping breasts, her own muscles giving her support a bra never could. Raymond had briefly wondered how the muscle-enhancing pills made her boobs bigger, and quickly decided he didn't care how. Wrapped around her chest was another large, silky bed sheet provided by the hotel; Anna had grown out of every piece of clothing she had purchased just a few weeks earlier.

A similar bed sheet covered her expansive quads that were big and bulky enough to bump into her over-sized six-pack as she sat. The theater chairs were two small for Anna to fit into; luckily, the armrests were retractable, so she was able to squeeze her jumbo hips into two of them. The bed sheet was only able to cover her thighs, though, leaving her huge calves and dainty feet bare.

"I'm telling you, Raymond, Raiders will always be the best."  Anna said. "Best villain, best story, best everything, hands down." 

"Well, Crusade had a much better ending. In Raiders, all Indy did was just sit there with his eyes closed. Not very heroic..." 

"Hey, that made total sense in context. Would you look directly into the Ark of the- Mmm, hold on..." Anna shifted forwards, her muscles bulging wildly under her skin. "Raymond, could you hand me the popcorn? I'm having trouble... reaching it..."

Raymond stood up and stepped to the other side of Anna, where she was vainly reaching for a large bowl of popcorn. It seemed that since her height wasn't increasing at anywhere close to the same speed as her muscles, that Anna was slowly becoming less and less mobile. Raymond was concerned that if her growth continued, she might one day become totally immobile; Anna didn't seem troubled, though, so Raymond decided to trust her and help her get the things she needed.

"Here you go." Raymond said, handing the bowl to her. She took it in her elegant hand and, with considerable effort, managed to bring a handful of popcorn up to her head.

Raymond didn't understand why he wasn't freaked out be Anna's freakish size; probably because he had been there for her entire growth, so it seemed ordinary to him. And the fact that he loved huge, muscular women certainly didn't hurt. But still, it was worrisome that she was getting too big to take care of herself.

"Hey, Anna..." He said shyly.

"Mm?"

"You... you know I don't mind muscular or strong girls. That's how we met. It's just... morphs and drawings are one thing, but real life... is it really safe for you to get so big?"

Raymond could somewhat see and feel her looking at him crossly. "I thought we went over this, Raymond."

"I know, I know," He said, holding his hands up defensively. "And this'll be the last time I bring it up, I promise. I just... I don't want you to not be able to live well because of your... bulk. I... care about you. A lot."

Her expression softened. "I know you're worried. And I'm glad you care enough to tell me so. But I've wanted to be big for as long as I can remember. This is what I want, no matter what comes with it."

Raymond slowly nodded. "I... I understand. All I want is for you to be happy..."

"Raymond." Anna said seriously. "You make me happy."

The two remained silent for several long moments as the movie loaded on the plasma screen. "C-can I get you anything else?" Raymond asked politely, heart beating hard in his chest.

"I'm good." Anna said. "Now sit down and watch your inferior movie with me."

"Heh. I will. And I'll enjoy it, too." He said, grinning. Raymond couldn't see it, but Anna was grinning too.

HOLY EFF THIS TOOK WAY TOO LONG

Alright, Part 2, where Anna gets bigger and Raymond loves it. It's not perfect, but I've spent enough time on it as it is; I could literally spend months tinkering with this, it's just better to get it posted.

I tried to focus a lot on their relationship developing more than straight up muscle growth, and I kind of apologize for that. I can guarantee there'll be actual growth in the final part. Promise.

Again, this is based on an RP between :icongrandmasterlucilious: and :iconinfamousracoon:
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