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Tuesday, May 22, 2012

SUPER MEGAN AND PROJECT G.O.D.: CHS 3&4

Story by Barry | Previous Chapter

Chapter 3: From Megan to Super Megan in Under Four Minutes
A warmth began to rush over her body as the first bag of liquid entered Megan’s arm through the needle. As the second bag began to empty, the warmth was replaced with a strange tingling sensation…it almost felt like millions of small needles were being inserted into her cells, like some sort of human pin cushion.

The third bag began to empty. Megan gritted her teeth. This one hurt! A lot!

“Ow…fucking A…” she gasped as she longed to use her free arm to rip out the needle. There was a reason the table had arm and legs straps on it she now realized. If it hadn’t, she would have jumped off the table and ripped out the needle!

By the time the fourth bag began to empty, Megan was lost in a sea of pain. Waves of burning sensations raced over her tight body. She fought back tears with clinched eyes. She kept one thought in her head:

“I will be ten times stronger, ten times stronger…” she repeated over and over. She vaguely heard a large beep as the fifth and final bag began to pour the mystery liquid into her.

“Ung….hurts so bad….” she painfully whispered. Her cloths were covered with sweat. She longed for the procedure to be over! “Ten times, ung, stronger, ten times, stronger,” she began to mutter aloud between groans and moans of pain. Through teary eyes she squinted at the computer. 2:00 it read. She had only been doing this for two freaking minutes??? And she still had two to go!

“Oh God please…please…make it, ung, stop…” she said. Had there been anyone else in the room with her, they would have stopped the procedure. Meg had never felt such pain. Her body ached from the inside out. The feeling of being a human pin cushion was heaven compared to the sun-hot fire that burned from every pour, every muscle, and every bone of her body. She felt like her skin was burning off, and there was no relief in sight.

“Ten, times, ten, times, stronger, ten times str…onger,” she kept uttering, although now, she wasn’t sure being just ten times stronger was worth it.

A large bang was heard and Megan opened her eyes and looked up. A large panel in the ceiling opened and what appeared to be a small dish shaped device lowered. She heard a hum and the device began to activate.

“This must, ung, be the, the rad…radiation…” she gasped as she began trading her pain with some real fear.

“Ung,” she gasped as a blue beam hit her feet and slowly began to move up her body towards her head. As it did, the pain began to go away and was replaced with what could only be described as intense pleasure. She could actually FEEL the chemicals in her body interacting with the beam. She didn’t know how, but it seemed to be activating them inside her cells. Her body could barely contain the energy she felt. She began to get warmer as the beam moved across her stomach and over her breasts.

“Mmmmm….” She moaned as she felt the tingling on her most sensitive areas. “Better….than…sex,” she thought.

The beam reached her head and then stopped. She looked at the computer again. Thirty seconds remained. The beam activated again, this time with a pinkish light. It flashed across her body, feeing her energy starved cells with energy.

“Ow…unnnn…mmmmm” she moaned as the beam traveled to her feet and stopped. It reset itself above her and let out one more burst of energy. Megan let out an almost orgasmic moan as the machine shut off.

“The procedure is complete,” Melvin said.

Megan opened her eyes. Her cloths were ringing wet with sweat as the feeling of pleasure began to decrease.

“What a rush!” she thought and then stopped. “I don’t feel any stronger,” she said aloud. She looked at her body. It looked the same.

“All that pain for nothing!” she thought as she looked over towards the computer screen again.

“The process doesn’t work,” she thought sadly. “Stupid to think I could gain strength in such a way,” she though when suddenly she felt her body shift.

“What the…” she looked down. “Why are my feet freaking killing me?” she wondered. “And my pants, also, tight,” she said as she looked down.

“Hold on.” She thought. “It, it was starting to work! “My shoes are killing me because my feet are getting…bigger,” she said out loud. “Amazing…”

The feeling of pleasure was slowly returning. Megan looked in orgasmic amazement as her body began to change. Her calves began to swell. The bottom of her pants began to ride up her mighty leg as she not only was putting on new muscle, but also gaining height.

“Oh God,” she thought as she looked over at her arms. Her biceps, which had never filled her shirt, were slowly getting larger.

RIP! Was heard. She looked down. Her right calf had burst through her pants, exposing a rock hard muscle covered in tanned skin. RIIIIIIIPPPPPPP! Was heard again as her left pant leg lost its battle to her emerging muscles.

She heard a long tear as her thighs exploded. Large, intense and powerful looking muscle spilled out of her now shredded pants. She could barely see her own shoes over the massive leg muscles. The power of a nuclear reactor burned in each, and she moaned with pleasure as her legs became the largest in the world.

RIP, RIP, RIP RIP…this sound occurred all over body. A symphony of ripping cloths, too weak to contain her power, played through the room. She watched with amazement as her breasts, which had always been perky, began to rise up. Supporting them was now a wall of muscle. Her freaking pecs were now bigger than most girl’s breasts!

A POP was heard as her bra lost its battle. Another long tear was heard and Megan felt immediate relief. She looked down, barely able to see her feet over her still expanding thighs. She saw her big toe. Another POP as her other big toe burst through her shoe. RIIIIIPPP! Her shoes split down the middle as her feet grew bigger, stronger, thicker and larger.

Megan giggled at the sight of her feet bursting out of her shoes! However, her attention was now being grabbed by her arms.

She had been looking at her massive legs she had forgotten about her biceps! The shirt sleeve was gone and a football sized bicep greeted Megan as she looked it over. She looked over to her right arm and the same thing greeted her. She so wanted to get out of the restraints and flex those monsters! Her forearms were also joining the party. They were bigger than most guys’ legs! She looked down at her larger, yet still feminine hands. They too were growing and getting thicker.

And it was not just her muscles. Megan felt her bones growing longer, stronger and more sturdy. Her brown hair also grew longer and shined with a healthy, almost other wordly glow. She blinked several times as her vision changed for the better. All of her senses were alive. She felt like every system, every organ, every cell in her growing and powerful body were being improved upon.

Megan laid her head back. She felt like she had been growing forever and there appeared to be no signs of stopping! She didn’t want it too! Megan looked like someone had attached her body to an air hose and then filled up her muscles! Only it wasn’t air in her mighty muscles, it was pure, impossible power.

Just when she thought they could get no bigger, another wave would hit, and they would begin to grow again. Toes, feet, calves, thighs, abs, ass, pecs, breasts, boulder like shoulders, beach ball sized biceps, tree trunk fore arms and thick and powerful looking hands and fingers all kept slowly expanding, filling with unimaginable strength.

“Mmmmm….” She groaned with a thicker and sexier voice. “Such power…” she gasped. Never in her wildest dreams had she EVER felt so good. So healthy! So strong! No, strong wasn’t enough…she wasn’t sure there was a word to describe how she felt. “Super doesn’t even cut it,” she thought. Words like “superior” “supreme” “unfathomable” “ultra” and “ultimate power” floated through her head.

Sadly, she could feel the process slowing. She watched with pride as her huge body began to grow at a slower rate and then, unfortunately, stop.

It was done. The apply named Project G.O.D had worked. Megan was now superhuman.


Chapter 4: Escape is Easy when You are Super
Megan let out a long breath as the dish like device receded back into the ceiling. Her head was still swimming with the immense power her body now possessed. She didn’t even notice the four large “CLANKS” which occurred when the metal arm and leg bands which had been holding her down released.

“The project is complete,” Melvin said.

A large smile began to emanate from Megan’s face as she realized what had just happened. Project G.O.D. had worked…worked in ways she had hardly imagined. She let out a small giggle as she stretched out her massive arms above her head. The needle, which had been deep in her arm, had been pushed out by her growth and fell to the floor.

Megan’s giggle began to turn into laughter as she looked down at her feet. The table, which had once dwarfed her, now seemed tiny. In fact, part of Megan’s mighty calves and feet hung out past the end of it.

“Holy shit what a fucking rush!” she said. “I, I feel so…soo…” once again, she was having a hard time expressing the feeling when suddenly the word hit her. “Perfect,” she thought.

Megan quickly sat up and looked around. Either the room had shrunk, or she was MUCH taller than before. She laughed again as she swung her feet around and planted them on the ground.

BOOM! CRUNCH! Was heard. Megan looked down and placed her huge hand over her mouth laughing. Spreading out from under the two largest and strongest looking feet she had ever seen were large cracks in the concrete ground.

“Holy fuck, I just crushed the freaking ground with my feet!” she thought. A renewed sense of power rushed through her. If her feet could crush concrete without her really trying, what was the rest of her capable of?

Megan slowly stood up. In the history of humanity, there had never been a more impressively muscular or powerful figure. She easily brushed the remains of her clothes off. While there were no mirrors in the now tiny room, the metal on the walls allowed for a dull reflection. Megan gasped…and then smiled, when she saw the image that greeted her.

She had grown at least a foot and a half, maybe more. The ceilings in the room were eight feet, and she estimated the top of her head was about a foot lower. She had to be almost seven feet tall.

“Impressive for four minutes of work!” she thought.

But her height was nothing compared to the muscles which protruded out from every portion of her massive body.

“Wow,” she whispered. Using her hands, she began to feel over her harder than steel body. She flexed her mighty thighs, which almost doubled in size. Even using her now considerable strength, she could not dent them. She moved down to her calves. She could not get her massive hands around them. She raised her left foot on her toes and flexed her calf. Another CRUNCH was heard as the floor once again proved to be no match for her power. A volleyball sized muscle popped out from her calf. Megan giggled with delight; not only at the fact that she had crunched the floor again (this time with her toes it seemed) but that her calf muscle was so large, and diamond hard.

She rose and hit a double bicep pose. What could only be called a mountain of female muscle rose from her arms like a powerful flame. Using her right hand she grabbed the basketball sized peak of her left bicep. Again, the muscle had no give. She quickly let go and felt her abs.

She had been in Charleston, SC once when she was a child and she remembered the cute cobblestone roads in the historic district. Megan would have considered this moment a peculiar time to recall such a memory except for the fact that her supremely strong abs felt like those cobblestones she saw as a child. Only these, she was sure, were harder. Much much harder.

“Damn,” she said aloud. She quickly turned around to view her ass.

“Freaking A girl!” she said as a super tight, round and impressively muscular ass greeted her. “You could bounce a quarter off that thing!” she thought. “Hell, screw a quarter, you could bounce freaking bullets off that thing!” as the thought that her muscles might actually be that hard entered her head for the first time.

“Bullet proof. Now THAT would be cool,” she thought. She turned again and put her hands on her super hips. She quickly flexed her traps. Angelic wings of super charged muscle expanded.

“I have the largest muscles of anyone I know,” she thought. “No, fuck that. I have the largest muscles on the freaking planet!” she said.

What had happened? She was only supposed to be ten times stronger. Well, while she didn’t know how strong she was, her eyes told her that her now other worldly body was much, perhaps much much stronger than just ten times.

“Growth and Omnipotent Development,” Megan said again. “I certain grew and developed, just wasn’t expecting the omnipotent part,” she happily thought. She turned to the computer and walked towards it.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM! She stopped and giggled again. A Carole King song lyric popped into her head. “I feel the earth move under my feet, I feel the sky crumbling down, crumbling down!” she thought as she reached the computer. Realizing her now huge hands would not fit on the computer, Megan used her index finger to type.

CRUNCH! Her finger poked a hole through the keyboard, destroying it.

“Whoa…” she said giggling again. “So much for typing." She began to ask Melvin what had occurred to make her so freaking powerful when she realized that her voice would not be recognized. However, that was not her only problem. She heard a faint sound of a key entering a lock and a door opening.

“There isn’t a locked door like that in this entire basement,” she thought when it hit her. Super muscles, super strength….super hearing! Someone was coming in the front door! The security guards! They patrolled the entire complex and were making rounds. Apparently her muscles and strength were not the only things enhanced by the transformation.

“Shit,” she thought as she certainly wasn’t ready to explain herself to anyone, especially a security guard. She needed to keep all of this secret until she could figure out how to handle it all. She knew Melvin would be able to tell her just how much her strength had increased, but she didn’t have time to figure out how to access him.

“Okay, the guards will start on the top floor and work their way down,” she thought as she heard the elevator activate and head up to the fifth floor. Suddenly, a thought entered her head. To keep it a total secret, she needed to destroy any video of her, and her transformation.

Acting quickly, Megan began to race down the hall. BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM! Shaking the ground was super cool, but she hoped the guard didn’t notice. She reached the top of the steps and in two single bounds, she reached the first floor. She quickly turned and headed towards the mainframe room.

The door was locked but Megan sensed this was not a problem for her. She grabbed the door handle. Using no more strength than it would take for a normal person to wad up a piece of paper; Megan molded the handle and pulled. It fell off, unlocking the door.

“Amazing,” she thought but then realized she could revel in her new super powers later. She quickly found the server which handled security. She put it in a bear hug and squeezed.

ERNG, CRUNCH, CRACK, ERNG, CRACK came from the weak machine as it gave way to her impressive strength. In a matter of two seconds, she had rendered it beyond worthless.

“God that was easy,” she thought as she gently placed the mangled machine on the floor. Using her super hearing, she heard very faint footsteps heading towards the elevator. The guard must have heard her foot falls, or her crushing of the steel door handle, or her mangling of the server…hell, it didn’t matter which feat of super human strength he had heard…he had heard something and was on his way!

Megan thought fast. She had one more thing she wanted to do before she left. She could not do it until she stopped the guard.

Moving with lightning speed, Megan raced towards the elevator. She grabbed the doors and pulled. Not realizing the force she used, the doors flew out, flying through three walls before resting against the outer wall of the building.

“Oops,” she thought as she stepped into the shaft. She looked up as the elevator was coming down. “I hope I can do this,” she thought as she raised her huge arms and caught the elevator.

“What the…” she heard the guard inside say. Megan smiled as she realized her strength was easily up to the task. Using one hand, she let go of the elevator. It seemed almost weightless in her single arm. She longed to try and switch to just her fingers but this was not the time to play around.

Using her free hand, she grabbed the side of the elevator which housed the emergency breaks. Using her thumb, she flipped open the small cage which held the break. Using the simple power of her fingers, she crushed the break against the metal pole it ran against, causing the elevator to be suspended midair. She switched hands and did the same on the other side. She carefully let go of the elevator and smiled. It had worked. The guard was trapped.

She crawled out of the elevator shaft and dusted her hands off. “Not a bad night’s work!” she said. However, before she could leave, she had one last task.

Megan walked over to the Coke machine which had stolen her money a few hours ago and smiled. “Remember me?” she asked. “I was too weak to get my Coke out before. Believe me, that has changed,” she said as she reared back her fist and then stopped. She didn’t want to knock it into the next county. Smiling, Megan extended her index finger and flicked the machine on the side.

THUD! It went tumbling down the hallway, finally crashing into a wall. 

Megan looked at her index finger laughing. “Fucking amazing!” she said. She remembered it had taken two men to move that machine into the building and she had just sent it tumbling down the hallway like a paper bag in the wind with a single flick of her powerful index finger. She wiggled it and laughed aloud as she headed towards the now mangled machine.

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM! Megan walked over to the broken machine. She gently grabbed a Diet Coke.

“Thank you,” she said laughing. She next turned and walked towards the back of the building. It was time to go. Megan reached the locked doors. Using her pinky, she poked the locks out and the doors swung open.
Megan entered the cool spring air and took in a deep breath. “Hello world. I hope you are ready for the Mighty and All-Powerful SUPER MEGAN!” she said laughing.

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2 comments:

  1. Great story so far. I'm anxious to read more!

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  2. Thanks! I am writing more and hope to get them to meg soon for posting (so long as she likes them!). Thanks for the feedback & thanks again to meg for posting!

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