Here's a collaborative story with my new friend Tom. Comments are welcome from everyone but won't be part of the story. We hope you enjoy. XOXO Meg
It's a sunny weekday afternoon as Tom cautiously walks into Angelo's. He's cautious everywhere he goes, just in case he touches someone. You see, Tom has a "special gift" that manifested early in life.
He considers it a curse and still has nightmares about that first time he discovered he was different. It's a constant reminder and is always careful, although he's learned to somewhat control this mysterious ability.
The old looking gym is deserted, just like he hoped. He knows to come at the slowest time and already in his workout clothes. Can't take a chance of bumping into someone in the locker room. He takes the station at his usual secluded corner and looses himself in a heavy workout.
The door swings open as Meg walks in. Tom is immediately drawn to her. Her beauty and physique are amazing but there's something else about her that makes his heart jump. Her energy? Her spirit? Tom can't quite place why he feels this way. He has dated before but this curse has always gotten in the way. The mental control is exhausting and has to make an excuse before the good night kiss or a simple caress. How he wishes to just wake up next to someone in his arms.
"My Megan," Angelo greets the young brunette with the exuberance he would his own daughter. "You no working today?"
She drops her gym bag and gives him a hug. "The boss is gone and I need ME time. Besides these muscles won't build themselves!" Tom smirks from the corner. The idea of muscles on women has always thrilled him. Raw power on a feminine frame, like a well-oiled machine. It's another of his deepest desires.
Meg makes her way to a bench and carefully adds more weight to the bar. Its more than Tom thinks she can handle and can't take his eyes off her as he stops his workout. She glances over to see him in the corner and flashes a wink and a smile. His heart flutters. Meg lays back, plants her hands into position and begins breathing deep in preparation. With a swift upward motion, she raises the bar then slowly brings it down.
The bar begins to rise back up as Meg puts all her might into the heavy weight. It's not enough and Tom can tell. She's going to loose it.
Tom races to help, forgetting all his caution and training about not getting involved. As the weight begins to crash down on the young brunette, she looks up to see the handsome man from the corner grab the bar and help it to its rest.
"I was hoping you'd spot me," Meg says trying to play down the fact she nearly lost it. She takes a deep breath, gives him another wink and goes for a second try. Concentrate Tom, he thinks to himself. You can control it.
She grabs his hands and puts them over hers as she begins to lift the heavy weight again. Her touch is so soft as he looks down upon her. Her tight, thin body with a light glisten of sweat. Her flowing hair and face like an angel.
Meg raises the bar and feels an electricity begin to surround her. Her innermost desire is to be strong... and that's just what it feels like. She feels Strong! She lowers the bar and begins to lift up again, much easier than before. Near the top she begins to struggle but a new flow of strength enters her.
Back down and and up again as each rep gets easier. Tom looks on in deep concentration, trying to curtail his special touch but with little success at this point.
"What the hell!" Meg says as she puts the bar to rest after 15 successful reps. Her arms and chest look bigger and she feels supercharged, like she could take on the world. Tom knows what comes usually next and quickly leaves.
"Give me more of that," she says but looks around and no one is there. Something magical just happened. All her years of working out, Meg has never felt anything so powerful or had that much gain in just one set. The front door of Angelo's flies open and she sees him run out.
"Oh no you don't." Meg races out after him. >>
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Wednesday, June 2, 2010
M.E.G.
Josh has been waiting patiently for our new story together. He may have his work cut out for him this time :) Comments are welcome from anyone but won't be considered part of the story. Here we go and hope you enjoy.
In the early hours of the morning, Joshua works deep within his lab. The last few tests have had limited results and ultimately failed. A recent breakthrough gives hope as he retools the main tanks and rewires the feed. He is exhausted but continues on as the sun comes up.
The M.E.G. program must succeed.
Joshua take a swig of strong coffee and rechecks his settings. The new test is almost ready to commence, it must be perfect this time. He takes a single strand of hair, of HER hair, and places it into the centrifuge. Everything is ready.
A simple hesitation then a push of a button. The display reads "Project M.E.G. Commencing."
Joshua sits in deep thought, thinking of what lead to this point. It started many years ago as Human Cloning gained worldwide approval. The world today would have been a better place, but then came the 'Lederberg Incident' 12 years later.
The physiology was correct. Subjects were full breathing humans and the genetic modification potential was off the scale. Problems arose. Some argued a lack of a soul, but I knew better. The rapid rate of growth didn't allow for mental maturity, essential to maintain stability. The ensuing slaughter became a dark point in human history and cloning was once again banned. Those poor souls.
It would have all been ancient history if not for the accident. Josh tears up just thinking about her but wipes it aside and continues on. Five years is a long time to grieve but the pain has driven Joshua and fueled his radical ideas. If only she could see him now. Maybe if everything works out... she will.
"Incubation complete." Joshua checks the settings and prepares for the next phase. A quick look inside gives him hope. There she is.
He became possessed with research and the idea that he could have her back. After a year, he came across a moving film from the early days called "The Matrix." An interesting concept in flash feeding mass information. These genetically superior beings could emerge with full grown personalities, experiences and most importantly... moral safeguards. Those poor, poor souls.
The process approaches its final stage. This is the farthest its ever reached and the excitement gives him renewed energy. Everything still checks out and systems appear normal. It's time and he feels alive again after all this time.
Joshua has spent years piecing her life and memories back together. No detail was overlooked, mind, body or soul. Even the bad was left to keep the balance of who she was. We are all a sum of our parts. He did allow himself a few tweaks but knew there was no way it could alter her persona.
The systems release the latch to the main chamber and the doorway slowly opens, releasing a cloudy mist. He watches as the single mostly lovely women walks through the chamber. She is younger than he remembers... and with a little more muscle. Curious? He knew she had always desired to be strong and had encouraged her in life. With all her workouts, she never got past a healthy, firm physique. It looks good on her and he is surprisingly turned on.
He waits to hear the sound of her voice again and begins to sob. This is really happening. She looks around the lab inquisitively and in a slight daze. After a second, she becomes fully aware of her surroundings and sees Josh standing close by in tears.
"What the HELL Josh! Where the F•©k are we and why am I buck-ass naked... you friggin' pervert."
It's music to my ears, Megan is finally back with me. >>
In the early hours of the morning, Joshua works deep within his lab. The last few tests have had limited results and ultimately failed. A recent breakthrough gives hope as he retools the main tanks and rewires the feed. He is exhausted but continues on as the sun comes up.
The M.E.G. program must succeed.
Joshua take a swig of strong coffee and rechecks his settings. The new test is almost ready to commence, it must be perfect this time. He takes a single strand of hair, of HER hair, and places it into the centrifuge. Everything is ready.
A simple hesitation then a push of a button. The display reads "Project M.E.G. Commencing."
Joshua sits in deep thought, thinking of what lead to this point. It started many years ago as Human Cloning gained worldwide approval. The world today would have been a better place, but then came the 'Lederberg Incident' 12 years later.
The physiology was correct. Subjects were full breathing humans and the genetic modification potential was off the scale. Problems arose. Some argued a lack of a soul, but I knew better. The rapid rate of growth didn't allow for mental maturity, essential to maintain stability. The ensuing slaughter became a dark point in human history and cloning was once again banned. Those poor souls.
It would have all been ancient history if not for the accident. Josh tears up just thinking about her but wipes it aside and continues on. Five years is a long time to grieve but the pain has driven Joshua and fueled his radical ideas. If only she could see him now. Maybe if everything works out... she will.
"Incubation complete." Joshua checks the settings and prepares for the next phase. A quick look inside gives him hope. There she is.
He became possessed with research and the idea that he could have her back. After a year, he came across a moving film from the early days called "The Matrix." An interesting concept in flash feeding mass information. These genetically superior beings could emerge with full grown personalities, experiences and most importantly... moral safeguards. Those poor, poor souls.
The process approaches its final stage. This is the farthest its ever reached and the excitement gives him renewed energy. Everything still checks out and systems appear normal. It's time and he feels alive again after all this time.
Joshua has spent years piecing her life and memories back together. No detail was overlooked, mind, body or soul. Even the bad was left to keep the balance of who she was. We are all a sum of our parts. He did allow himself a few tweaks but knew there was no way it could alter her persona.
The systems release the latch to the main chamber and the doorway slowly opens, releasing a cloudy mist. He watches as the single mostly lovely women walks through the chamber. She is younger than he remembers... and with a little more muscle. Curious? He knew she had always desired to be strong and had encouraged her in life. With all her workouts, she never got past a healthy, firm physique. It looks good on her and he is surprisingly turned on.
He waits to hear the sound of her voice again and begins to sob. This is really happening. She looks around the lab inquisitively and in a slight daze. After a second, she becomes fully aware of her surroundings and sees Josh standing close by in tears.
"What the HELL Josh! Where the F•©k are we and why am I buck-ass naked... you friggin' pervert."
It's music to my ears, Megan is finally back with me. >>
Monday, May 17, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 17
Previously: Week 16 Next: Week 18
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Bill's body is dripping with the largest muscle I've ever seen on a man. I'm getting so turned on, the most I've ever been while on the Myostatin. Control yourself, Meg. This is still Bill Sanders, one of the most vile men I've ever met.
He walks up close to me and I dwarf him by quite a lot. But still, how could he get so big in such a short time. He was always big, but slightly overweight and a little flabby. He's now has rock solid muscle that's larger than any male bodybuilder I've seen.
Andrew and I were the only ones with the formula. Then it comes back and hits me like a brick. The missing Myostatin package!
He looks terrified as he asks for help, but his eyes are glued to my body and I see the enormous bulge in his pants get even bigger. I thought he had an erection we he came in... but it was still his flacid penis. What the hell did he do? The front of Bill's pants grows and stretches until the fabric can't take any more and gives way. My GOD... now that's an erection that would make a horse envious.
Bill pleads, "Help me, please!"
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Bill's body is dripping with the largest muscle I've ever seen on a man. I'm getting so turned on, the most I've ever been while on the Myostatin. Control yourself, Meg. This is still Bill Sanders, one of the most vile men I've ever met.
He walks up close to me and I dwarf him by quite a lot. But still, how could he get so big in such a short time. He was always big, but slightly overweight and a little flabby. He's now has rock solid muscle that's larger than any male bodybuilder I've seen.
Andrew and I were the only ones with the formula. Then it comes back and hits me like a brick. The missing Myostatin package!
He looks terrified as he asks for help, but his eyes are glued to my body and I see the enormous bulge in his pants get even bigger. I thought he had an erection we he came in... but it was still his flacid penis. What the hell did he do? The front of Bill's pants grows and stretches until the fabric can't take any more and gives way. My GOD... now that's an erection that would make a horse envious.
Bill pleads, "Help me, please!"
Monday, May 10, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 16
Previously: Week 15 Next: Week 17
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My movement is really restricted from the enormous muscles and have started a yoga class to help with flexibility. You should have seen the instructor when I walked in with tights clinging to every crevasse of my body. I could barely do the basic poses but was surprised how well my body limbered up after the first class. I think this will be good for, especially with the movie coming up.
I heard back from my agent and they want me to be She-Hulk. I've grown so much since my screen test and I'm not sure if I'm right for the role. I now look bigger than the Hulk! Another problem is that production starts soon and I would need to be on set for the duration. The thought of being away from my new gym frightens me, I guess which is another sign of addiction.
Andrew is starting to get results back from his testing of me and the Myostatin blocker. It seems my genetic code is being re-written, which explains the rapid growth and even the height increase. He said my muscle is becoming much denser than typical tissue which will increase my strength exponentially. I have the innermost desire and need to see how far I can go. I mean, I'm already a few times larger than anyone else on the planet, but I'm just beginning to feel my true potential.
I get the next vial ready and plunge a fresh dose of the serum into my vein...
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My movement is really restricted from the enormous muscles and have started a yoga class to help with flexibility. You should have seen the instructor when I walked in with tights clinging to every crevasse of my body. I could barely do the basic poses but was surprised how well my body limbered up after the first class. I think this will be good for, especially with the movie coming up.
I heard back from my agent and they want me to be She-Hulk. I've grown so much since my screen test and I'm not sure if I'm right for the role. I now look bigger than the Hulk! Another problem is that production starts soon and I would need to be on set for the duration. The thought of being away from my new gym frightens me, I guess which is another sign of addiction.
Andrew is starting to get results back from his testing of me and the Myostatin blocker. It seems my genetic code is being re-written, which explains the rapid growth and even the height increase. He said my muscle is becoming much denser than typical tissue which will increase my strength exponentially. I have the innermost desire and need to see how far I can go. I mean, I'm already a few times larger than anyone else on the planet, but I'm just beginning to feel my true potential.
I get the next vial ready and plunge a fresh dose of the serum into my vein...
Monday, May 3, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 15
Previously: Week 14 Next: Week 16
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My desire to be strong and muscular became an obsession and now it's an addiction! Could this new Myostatin (blocker) cocktail have something to do with it? I feel my body aching and starving unless I'm pumping cold hard iron... and lots of it.
My body weight has exploded to 400 lbs but there's hardly any fat, just massive ripped muscle which gets larger by the second. Angelo and my trainer have been with me over the past day. They force me to take a break every few hours, to refuel with protein and nutrients until the pain becomes unbearable. I begin to break into sweats and my body starts to ache. I go back... lifting even more than I had before, pushing myself farther.
The weights of the gym are almost maxed as I can lift nearly all of them combined. I need more and Angelo has ordered even larger ones. I offered to reimburse him but he wouldn't think of it. Some of the other gyms have been sending over their equipment to help, but I quickly devour the weights. How long can this go on and how strong could I possibly become?
My doctor was called in and ran tests while I continued to lift. My heart is strong. No signs of stress or fatigue and he's never seen anyone so healthy... ever. "It's almost an evolutionary step in human development," were his words as he encouraged the growth process. Angelo didn't seem convinced, seeing the mountain of inhuman muscle before him.
I'm a little frightened where this will take me but I can't stop.
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My desire to be strong and muscular became an obsession and now it's an addiction! Could this new Myostatin (blocker) cocktail have something to do with it? I feel my body aching and starving unless I'm pumping cold hard iron... and lots of it.
My body weight has exploded to 400 lbs but there's hardly any fat, just massive ripped muscle which gets larger by the second. Angelo and my trainer have been with me over the past day. They force me to take a break every few hours, to refuel with protein and nutrients until the pain becomes unbearable. I begin to break into sweats and my body starts to ache. I go back... lifting even more than I had before, pushing myself farther.
The weights of the gym are almost maxed as I can lift nearly all of them combined. I need more and Angelo has ordered even larger ones. I offered to reimburse him but he wouldn't think of it. Some of the other gyms have been sending over their equipment to help, but I quickly devour the weights. How long can this go on and how strong could I possibly become?
My doctor was called in and ran tests while I continued to lift. My heart is strong. No signs of stress or fatigue and he's never seen anyone so healthy... ever. "It's almost an evolutionary step in human development," were his words as he encouraged the growth process. Angelo didn't seem convinced, seeing the mountain of inhuman muscle before him.
I'm a little frightened where this will take me but I can't stop.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 14
Previously Week 13 Next: Week 15
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What a whirlwind! I was so busy in LA this weekend.
I met with an Agent Saturday morning to discuss the movie and other possible deals. He had only seen a photo of me before and was quite shocked when I walked into his tiny office. It seems I've gotten a bit bigger since the photo was taken just a few weeks ago.
I was expecting a typical sleaze ball as I sat on his "Casting Couch" but I think he knew better. He was a small thin man that didn't stand a chance against me. We talked for a while and I officially signed on with his agency.
Next was a lunch meeting with the movie producers. We ate outside at a trendy cafe while the producers grilled me with questions. I did my best and they thought I was perfect for the roll. I felt their eyes examine every part of my body. They wanted to see more before they hired me, so they set up a screen test for the afternoon.
We walked into their offices. I was given a sheet of paper and asked to strip down to my undies. Not sure if this was normal... but I've never done a screen test before. The room was cold and made my nipples hard but I stood there waiting for instructions.
They asked for a lot of jumping, posing and different facial expressions. The ultimately wanted to see how big my muscle would look on screen. I didn't disappoint but what about the acting? I looked at the sheet of paper and it only had a few lines, most of them with grunting noises. We took a break and talked to my agent about it.
It turns out I wouldn't be acting. Hell, my face wouldn't even be used. He told me they plan on swapping my head with the lead actress to keep it more "real" looking. Shit, Bill Bixby doesn't look anything like Lou Ferrigno but that didn't matter. This kind of bothers me but I'm not that great of an actress anyway. Should I accept or not. I need to think about it.
The rest of the weekend I mostly spent at Muscle Beach. There were quite a few industry pros there and made some connections. I'm really amazed how many people knew me from the little contest I did. My cute spotter was also there and he gave me his number.
Sammy and I got home late last night. So many opportunities ahead for me, what should I do? The one thing I know for sure is my body is opening doors for me. I currently weigh in at 315 lbs of power packed muscle and not much can stand in my way. >>
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What a whirlwind! I was so busy in LA this weekend.
I met with an Agent Saturday morning to discuss the movie and other possible deals. He had only seen a photo of me before and was quite shocked when I walked into his tiny office. It seems I've gotten a bit bigger since the photo was taken just a few weeks ago.
I was expecting a typical sleaze ball as I sat on his "Casting Couch" but I think he knew better. He was a small thin man that didn't stand a chance against me. We talked for a while and I officially signed on with his agency.
Next was a lunch meeting with the movie producers. We ate outside at a trendy cafe while the producers grilled me with questions. I did my best and they thought I was perfect for the roll. I felt their eyes examine every part of my body. They wanted to see more before they hired me, so they set up a screen test for the afternoon.
We walked into their offices. I was given a sheet of paper and asked to strip down to my undies. Not sure if this was normal... but I've never done a screen test before. The room was cold and made my nipples hard but I stood there waiting for instructions.
They asked for a lot of jumping, posing and different facial expressions. The ultimately wanted to see how big my muscle would look on screen. I didn't disappoint but what about the acting? I looked at the sheet of paper and it only had a few lines, most of them with grunting noises. We took a break and talked to my agent about it.
It turns out I wouldn't be acting. Hell, my face wouldn't even be used. He told me they plan on swapping my head with the lead actress to keep it more "real" looking. Shit, Bill Bixby doesn't look anything like Lou Ferrigno but that didn't matter. This kind of bothers me but I'm not that great of an actress anyway. Should I accept or not. I need to think about it.
The rest of the weekend I mostly spent at Muscle Beach. There were quite a few industry pros there and made some connections. I'm really amazed how many people knew me from the little contest I did. My cute spotter was also there and he gave me his number.
Sammy and I got home late last night. So many opportunities ahead for me, what should I do? The one thing I know for sure is my body is opening doors for me. I currently weigh in at 315 lbs of power packed muscle and not much can stand in my way. >>
Monday, April 19, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 13
Previously The Contest Next: Week 14
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It's funny how quickly life went back to normal after the contest. I'm not sure what to do with the prize money. It's not enough to retire on but I could buy something real nice for myself. I've got some a ton of fans now and have been getting calls from agents & sponsors. I may even start a blog so people can watch my progress ;D
I've made great friends in Kali & Denise and we talk, text or email every day. It's great to have other bodybuilder friends for support and talk about stuff. We may all take a vacation together this Summer along with Diana & Jess. My Gawd would we have FUN!
I got a promotion at work and am a bit of a celebrity there now. It's funny how everyone wants to buddy up to a champion bodybuilder... even if it's just a small time title. Bill Sanders is back but he's really changed. More dark & brooding instead of his older cocky, asshole self. He still makes me nervous and I need to keep an eye on him.
Then there's my training. I've cut back a little since the contest but have still packed on more muscle. The Myostatin has worn off and I don't have any more. Need to find a supply if I want to continue to grow at the pace I was.
Well I'm off, time for my Monday morning production meeting again.
My ongoing, real-time, Audience Participation journey to becoming the ultimate muscle woman. Story addition comments take place in real time so help me grow.
It's funny how quickly life went back to normal after the contest. I'm not sure what to do with the prize money. It's not enough to retire on but I could buy something real nice for myself. I've got some a ton of fans now and have been getting calls from agents & sponsors. I may even start a blog so people can watch my progress ;D
I've made great friends in Kali & Denise and we talk, text or email every day. It's great to have other bodybuilder friends for support and talk about stuff. We may all take a vacation together this Summer along with Diana & Jess. My Gawd would we have FUN!
I got a promotion at work and am a bit of a celebrity there now. It's funny how everyone wants to buddy up to a champion bodybuilder... even if it's just a small time title. Bill Sanders is back but he's really changed. More dark & brooding instead of his older cocky, asshole self. He still makes me nervous and I need to keep an eye on him.
Then there's my training. I've cut back a little since the contest but have still packed on more muscle. The Myostatin has worn off and I don't have any more. Need to find a supply if I want to continue to grow at the pace I was.
Well I'm off, time for my Monday morning production meeting again.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 11 - The Contest
Previously Week 10 Next: Week 13
Hi everyone, we're going to change things up a little this week. Week 11 WILL NOT BE REAL-TIME in order to focus on the events of my first bodybuilding show. We'll go back to normal next week. I've included some great photos by Mav to get us all motivated. Hope you all participate. XOXO Meg
My trainer parks the SUV by the lobby. Jessica is first out and opens the back to grab the bags. Sammy's tail starts wagging and he licks her face as she pulls out the suitcases. Angelo heads inside to check us in. Diana gets out, stretches and follows behind.
Diana was quiet on the way here... I hope she's OK. We met months ago at Angelo's and have become close friends. When I joined, she was the strongest and most muscular woman I had met in person. A real inspiration. My recent gains have far surpassed Diana, even at her biggest. She's so sweet but I know it has to bother her to be #2 now.
We walk into the hotel and it's a buzz of activity. The lobby is filled with contestants, judges and fans checking in. The convention center is just off the lobby and I can see miles of booths and displays from local and national companies trying to show their BB related goods. I feel like I'm in Wonderland.
I peek into the Grand Hall with Sammy close on his leash. Technicians scurry about as lighting, sound and decorations are still being setup on the main stage. I'll be up there soon enough.
I'm brought back to reality with a blow to my shoulder. A solid woman knocks into me and continues on without a word. She looks like one of the contestants but it's hard to tell since we're all wearing baggy clothes. No one wants to reveal too much before show time. She looks back with a sneer, sizing me up and down in an instant, and letting me know I'm nothing compared to her. What a Bitch! I'll remember that face when we meet again.
Angelo returns with our room keys. "So what's next on our agenda?" I ask him as we all head to the elevator... >>
Hi everyone, we're going to change things up a little this week. Week 11 WILL NOT BE REAL-TIME in order to focus on the events of my first bodybuilding show. We'll go back to normal next week. I've included some great photos by Mav to get us all motivated. Hope you all participate. XOXO Meg
My trainer parks the SUV by the lobby. Jessica is first out and opens the back to grab the bags. Sammy's tail starts wagging and he licks her face as she pulls out the suitcases. Angelo heads inside to check us in. Diana gets out, stretches and follows behind.
Diana was quiet on the way here... I hope she's OK. We met months ago at Angelo's and have become close friends. When I joined, she was the strongest and most muscular woman I had met in person. A real inspiration. My recent gains have far surpassed Diana, even at her biggest. She's so sweet but I know it has to bother her to be #2 now.
We walk into the hotel and it's a buzz of activity. The lobby is filled with contestants, judges and fans checking in. The convention center is just off the lobby and I can see miles of booths and displays from local and national companies trying to show their BB related goods. I feel like I'm in Wonderland.
I peek into the Grand Hall with Sammy close on his leash. Technicians scurry about as lighting, sound and decorations are still being setup on the main stage. I'll be up there soon enough.
I'm brought back to reality with a blow to my shoulder. A solid woman knocks into me and continues on without a word. She looks like one of the contestants but it's hard to tell since we're all wearing baggy clothes. No one wants to reveal too much before show time. She looks back with a sneer, sizing me up and down in an instant, and letting me know I'm nothing compared to her. What a Bitch! I'll remember that face when we meet again.
Angelo returns with our room keys. "So what's next on our agenda?" I ask him as we all head to the elevator... >>
Monday, March 29, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 10
Previously Week 9 Next Week 11
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It's contest prep time, just a week to go and I'm getting ready. It's just a local show but I intend to make a big splash. I'm using vacation time (again) to focus and channel everything I have. My boss didn't mind me taking time off, especially after the incident with Bill last week. He may be a little intimidated by me, too. I've always used my smile, looks and charm to get what I wanted, this could become a new weapon in my arsenal.
I weighed in at 215 today (yikes) and am still buzzing from the Myostatin overdose. I lifted tirelessly for hours, only stopping to eat and take Sammy out. The muscle gain was off the charts, I could almost see the muscle packing on minute-by-minute and the body fat melting away. My trainer also mentioned using Insulin to gain even more mass. I took some. It's completely legal and easy to get. I wonder what the combined cocktail will do.
Well, I'm off to do cardio then heading back to Angelo's. Sammy's gonna get the run of his life! >>
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It's contest prep time, just a week to go and I'm getting ready. It's just a local show but I intend to make a big splash. I'm using vacation time (again) to focus and channel everything I have. My boss didn't mind me taking time off, especially after the incident with Bill last week. He may be a little intimidated by me, too. I've always used my smile, looks and charm to get what I wanted, this could become a new weapon in my arsenal.
I weighed in at 215 today (yikes) and am still buzzing from the Myostatin overdose. I lifted tirelessly for hours, only stopping to eat and take Sammy out. The muscle gain was off the charts, I could almost see the muscle packing on minute-by-minute and the body fat melting away. My trainer also mentioned using Insulin to gain even more mass. I took some. It's completely legal and easy to get. I wonder what the combined cocktail will do.
Well, I'm off to do cardio then heading back to Angelo's. Sammy's gonna get the run of his life! >>
Monday, March 22, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 9
Previously Week 8 Next Week 10
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The weekend was intense & grueling but the brand new Megan has far surpassed any of my expectations. I was close to an FBB amateur middleweight size before... but now have a solid professional heavyweight level physique. I honestly don't think Iris Kyle would have stood a chance against the new me at the recent Arnold Classic, and I'm only getting started.
A crowd started to gather yesterday at Angelo's and people took bets on my progress. Their cheers helped to push myself farther. I was setting new personal records every hour without any signs of slowing. We didn't have time for measurements but the muscle weight was being packed on at lightning speed while my enhanced metabolism kept melting away body fat. My breasts have grown too which is weird. It's almost as if the body fat is funneling straight into my girls.
I did have to spend a few hours to go clothes shopping (darn). Nothing would fit my new mass and I had to work today. I got lots of stares at the mall and had a really hard time finding normal clothes that fit. I ended up at the Plus Size store which actually had some really cute clothes for larger women. They still didn't fit quite right since my proportions were in different places from their regular customers.
So now it's Monday morning and the entire office went silent when I walked in. Surprise! I've been covering up at work over the last month while I've made the most gains. My attire is low-cut with plenty of flesh showing, yet still meets dress code policy. Each step and breath I took sent my muscles flaring with rivers of deep, engorged veins criss crossing every inch of me (I may have done an early morning pump-up for extra effect).
That muscle-loving asshole Bill's look was priceless. I sauntered over to him and let his eyes wash over my magnificence. He tried to remain calm, like nothing had changed but I could tell he was turned on like never before. I moved in close with every muscle in full flex and raging hard.
"Ready for our rematch stud?" >>
My ongoing, real-time, Audience Participation journey to becoming the ultimate muscle woman. Story addition comments take place in real time so help me grow.
The weekend was intense & grueling but the brand new Megan has far surpassed any of my expectations. I was close to an FBB amateur middleweight size before... but now have a solid professional heavyweight level physique. I honestly don't think Iris Kyle would have stood a chance against the new me at the recent Arnold Classic, and I'm only getting started.
A crowd started to gather yesterday at Angelo's and people took bets on my progress. Their cheers helped to push myself farther. I was setting new personal records every hour without any signs of slowing. We didn't have time for measurements but the muscle weight was being packed on at lightning speed while my enhanced metabolism kept melting away body fat. My breasts have grown too which is weird. It's almost as if the body fat is funneling straight into my girls.
I did have to spend a few hours to go clothes shopping (darn). Nothing would fit my new mass and I had to work today. I got lots of stares at the mall and had a really hard time finding normal clothes that fit. I ended up at the Plus Size store which actually had some really cute clothes for larger women. They still didn't fit quite right since my proportions were in different places from their regular customers.
So now it's Monday morning and the entire office went silent when I walked in. Surprise! I've been covering up at work over the last month while I've made the most gains. My attire is low-cut with plenty of flesh showing, yet still meets dress code policy. Each step and breath I took sent my muscles flaring with rivers of deep, engorged veins criss crossing every inch of me (I may have done an early morning pump-up for extra effect).
That muscle-loving asshole Bill's look was priceless. I sauntered over to him and let his eyes wash over my magnificence. He tried to remain calm, like nothing had changed but I could tell he was turned on like never before. I moved in close with every muscle in full flex and raging hard.
"Ready for our rematch stud?" >>
Monday, March 15, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 8
Previously Week 7 Next Week 9
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I've been on the Myostatin juice for nearly a month now and the gains have been phenomenal. I only took one injection but it has supersaturated my body for weeks, along with my doctor prescribed mild steroid for Arrhythmia. The effect is beginning to wear off and deciding whether or not to take another dose.
I've added well over 50 lbs of pure muscle since I began keeping track. The rate slowed a bit after the first week's amazing 20lb gainer but the quality and density have multiplied. I've made astonishing new personal records and am really putting Angelo's equipment to the test. It seems to help taking my new sexual frustration out on the cold steel.
I get stares everywhere I go and people whisper as I walk by. Is this what real bodybuilders go through? I'm sure my enormous breasts have a little to do with it too. 38GG... good thing I've got the added muscle for support. It's made me think more about that local bodybuilding contest. My first thought was to enter as a lightweight but after reviewing last years video, I could easily win the Middleweight division. It's three weeks away and will train even more intensely. I wonder if Myostatin would show up in a standard drug screening?
Time to check in with Andrew and get an update on the security pass. >>
My ongoing, real-time, Audience Participation journey to becoming the ultimate muscle woman. Story addition comments take place in real time so help me grow.
I've been on the Myostatin juice for nearly a month now and the gains have been phenomenal. I only took one injection but it has supersaturated my body for weeks, along with my doctor prescribed mild steroid for Arrhythmia. The effect is beginning to wear off and deciding whether or not to take another dose.
I've added well over 50 lbs of pure muscle since I began keeping track. The rate slowed a bit after the first week's amazing 20lb gainer but the quality and density have multiplied. I've made astonishing new personal records and am really putting Angelo's equipment to the test. It seems to help taking my new sexual frustration out on the cold steel.
I get stares everywhere I go and people whisper as I walk by. Is this what real bodybuilders go through? I'm sure my enormous breasts have a little to do with it too. 38GG... good thing I've got the added muscle for support. It's made me think more about that local bodybuilding contest. My first thought was to enter as a lightweight but after reviewing last years video, I could easily win the Middleweight division. It's three weeks away and will train even more intensely. I wonder if Myostatin would show up in a standard drug screening?
Time to check in with Andrew and get an update on the security pass. >>
Monday, March 8, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 7
Previously Week 6 Next Week 8
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Another record gain week for the Megster. My heart feels stronger and my body is unstoppable. I've tried to lighten up on the workouts but I figured "what's the point". My body is super-charged and demands extreme lifting for any sort of gains. Body weight continues to increase as body fat decreases... my development and transformation has been dramatic, to say the least. I'm beginning to have a bodybuilders body and in such a short time. I'm soooo excited. My trainer has been keeping a close eye on my astonishing progress. He mentioned an amateur bodybuilding show coming up in San Fransisco and thought I might be interested. It could be fun to show off my body, especially since I've had to lay low for awhile.
Aside from the mysterious notes last week, my Guardian has been quiet. I remain watchful and while I haven't gone off the grid completely, I've stopped using credit cards and cell phones. I also changed my route to work and anything routine in my life. Some things I can't (or won't) change unless forced. I'm curious to how it will all play out.
I've been wearing baggy clothes to work lately and Bill from sales stopped by to taunt me. While I've been gaining weight and muscle, my body fat has been drastically dropping, giving me more gaunt features and an appearance of weight loss. "Not gonna win a rematch by drinking non-fat latte's girly" he said with a smirk while patting his ever growing girth. What a dick, but he may be my best motivation yet and it won't be long till a rematch at the pace I'm going. >>
My ongoing, real-time, Audience Participation journey to becoming the ultimate muscle woman. Story addition comments take place in real time so help me grow.
Another record gain week for the Megster. My heart feels stronger and my body is unstoppable. I've tried to lighten up on the workouts but I figured "what's the point". My body is super-charged and demands extreme lifting for any sort of gains. Body weight continues to increase as body fat decreases... my development and transformation has been dramatic, to say the least. I'm beginning to have a bodybuilders body and in such a short time. I'm soooo excited. My trainer has been keeping a close eye on my astonishing progress. He mentioned an amateur bodybuilding show coming up in San Fransisco and thought I might be interested. It could be fun to show off my body, especially since I've had to lay low for awhile.
Aside from the mysterious notes last week, my Guardian has been quiet. I remain watchful and while I haven't gone off the grid completely, I've stopped using credit cards and cell phones. I also changed my route to work and anything routine in my life. Some things I can't (or won't) change unless forced. I'm curious to how it will all play out.
I've been wearing baggy clothes to work lately and Bill from sales stopped by to taunt me. While I've been gaining weight and muscle, my body fat has been drastically dropping, giving me more gaunt features and an appearance of weight loss. "Not gonna win a rematch by drinking non-fat latte's girly" he said with a smirk while patting his ever growing girth. What a dick, but he may be my best motivation yet and it won't be long till a rematch at the pace I'm going. >>
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Megan + Belle
Here's a new story from me & Belle to you. It promises to be HOTT so we hope you enjoy.I had just come home from a workout when I got a surprise call from Belle. She sounded distraught and needed a place to stay for awhile. I didn't ask why and offered her my place to crash. The apartment is kind of small (and very messy) but I'm always there for a friend in need. Besides, it would be fun to have a roommate for a few days.
Now, I haven't known Belle for long but we've become good friends fast. She is awesome and we have so much fun together... sometimes too much fun. How much trouble could we possibly get into?
We both share a passion for muscles, trained together a few times and even traded secrets on how to get stronger. It's almost become a friendly contest on who can get the biggest.
When she shows up at the door, I'm amazed at how great she looks. She's added some muscle mass since I last saw her, even her breasts look bigger. I would be jealous if I hadn't grown too. She drops her bags and gives a big hug. It lasts longer than a normal "hello" hug and I can tell something is bothering her.
I show her to my 2nd bedroom which I've been using as a home office. It has a futon which makes a great make-shift bed for visitors. She plops down and begins to cry. Something is definitely wrong. I hate to pry and will let her tell me when she's ready. In the meantime, I put my arms around her and hold her tight.
I start to feel a little dizzy the longer I hold her but shake it off. Does she feel more muscular? Belle gets up and the dizziness fades. My god, she does look bigger.
She starts to dry her eyes and looks at me. "Meg, there's something I need to tell you"... >>
Monday, March 1, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 6
Previously Week 5 Next Week 7
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I met with my trainer and have an updated muscle status. I've gained almost 10 lbs in just over a week ago. I didn't think it would all be muscle gain but I was wrong... very wrong.
We got an accurate body fat percentage and discovered it had significantly dropped even with my weight gain. A professional bodybuilder can gain 3-4 pounds of pure muscle in a week during heavy training. I gained close to 20 and my workouts aren't even close to a professionals routine.
Needless to say we were both shocked and he redid the measurements. Same result.
Now, I have been feeling much stronger but havn't examined my progress with all the problems last week. I'm friggin' ripped and getting bigger by the minute. I took just one dose of the Myostatin at the slightly increased dosage and was expecting 5-8 lbs of growth. Something happened.
I did some checking on the samples to see why. The vials were for animal testing and I assumed they meant typical small lab animals. These samples were designated as phase II... bovine! It makes sense since the beef industry is a major contributor to the project. I'm glad I didn't take Greg's recommendation of 200 times the amount. My body is over saturated already and there's enough in me to last another month. Not sure whether to take advantage of the increased Myostatin and lift even heavier or take it easy, like my doctor said. >>
My ongoing, real-time, Audience Participation journey to becoming the ultimate muscle woman. Story addition comments take place in real time so help me grow.
I met with my trainer and have an updated muscle status. I've gained almost 10 lbs in just over a week ago. I didn't think it would all be muscle gain but I was wrong... very wrong.
We got an accurate body fat percentage and discovered it had significantly dropped even with my weight gain. A professional bodybuilder can gain 3-4 pounds of pure muscle in a week during heavy training. I gained close to 20 and my workouts aren't even close to a professionals routine.
Needless to say we were both shocked and he redid the measurements. Same result.
Now, I have been feeling much stronger but havn't examined my progress with all the problems last week. I'm friggin' ripped and getting bigger by the minute. I took just one dose of the Myostatin at the slightly increased dosage and was expecting 5-8 lbs of growth. Something happened.
I did some checking on the samples to see why. The vials were for animal testing and I assumed they meant typical small lab animals. These samples were designated as phase II... bovine! It makes sense since the beef industry is a major contributor to the project. I'm glad I didn't take Greg's recommendation of 200 times the amount. My body is over saturated already and there's enough in me to last another month. Not sure whether to take advantage of the increased Myostatin and lift even heavier or take it easy, like my doctor said. >>
Monday, February 22, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 5
Previously Week 4 Next Week 6
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That last note really scared me and I had to put some distance between me and home. I headed west last night and didn't stop until a couple hours later. I ended up in a small town on the outskirts of Yosemite. It's small and desolate except for an old hotel and a WalMart (go figure).
After the long drive, I felt a little better... but not much. I didn't have time to pack anything, so I grabbed a few essentials at WalMart and checked into the hotel. The desk clerk looked a little sleazy and kept watching me. I kind of wanted to find another place but my body was exhausted. The strenuous workout, shock from the note and long drive had finally taken it's toll.
Surprisingly, I slept pretty good and the sun is shining this morning. I opened the curtains to a gorgeous view... and no one around anywhere. I feel safe for the moment and can hopefully figure out my next move.
The first thing I have to do is call in to work. My supervisor won't be happy but I have a few personal days and now seems like a good time to use them.
I also need to keep up with my training and think I saw an old workout room in the hotel. My first week with experimental Myostatin treatments is complete. So far, I've noticed a little extra muscle gain, less fatigue and shorter recovery time. Not sure what all the hype about it is yet.
I have to adjust the dosage so hopefully this week I'll see some real gains. My buddy Greg mentioned humans require 200 times the dosage of a small animal. That's what the samples are formulated for (since human testing is still illegal). I didn't increase it that much but upped it 10x. It will deplete my supply in no time and am worried about ordering again through the company. I fudged files & records the first time and not sure how long I can get away with it. I'm on thin ice with my supervisor anyways.
I need to find a new steady supplier of Myostatin if I want to continue. >>
My ongoing, real-time AP journey to becoming the ultimate muscle woman. Story addition comments take place in real time.
That last note really scared me and I had to put some distance between me and home. I headed west last night and didn't stop until a couple hours later. I ended up in a small town on the outskirts of Yosemite. It's small and desolate except for an old hotel and a WalMart (go figure).
After the long drive, I felt a little better... but not much. I didn't have time to pack anything, so I grabbed a few essentials at WalMart and checked into the hotel. The desk clerk looked a little sleazy and kept watching me. I kind of wanted to find another place but my body was exhausted. The strenuous workout, shock from the note and long drive had finally taken it's toll.
Surprisingly, I slept pretty good and the sun is shining this morning. I opened the curtains to a gorgeous view... and no one around anywhere. I feel safe for the moment and can hopefully figure out my next move.
The first thing I have to do is call in to work. My supervisor won't be happy but I have a few personal days and now seems like a good time to use them.
I also need to keep up with my training and think I saw an old workout room in the hotel. My first week with experimental Myostatin treatments is complete. So far, I've noticed a little extra muscle gain, less fatigue and shorter recovery time. Not sure what all the hype about it is yet.
I have to adjust the dosage so hopefully this week I'll see some real gains. My buddy Greg mentioned humans require 200 times the dosage of a small animal. That's what the samples are formulated for (since human testing is still illegal). I didn't increase it that much but upped it 10x. It will deplete my supply in no time and am worried about ordering again through the company. I fudged files & records the first time and not sure how long I can get away with it. I'm on thin ice with my supervisor anyways.
I need to find a new steady supplier of Myostatin if I want to continue. >>
Monday, February 15, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 4
Previously Week 3 Next Week 5
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I had a hot date for Valentine's Day but not the kind you may think.
I was at the gym and pushing the weights pretty hard when he approached me. Angelo has become my adopted Grandfather and always looks out for me, but I've been avoiding him since sleeping in his office the other day. "My Megan" he says in his thick accent. I turn to him, look into his kind eyes and begin to break down. I feel like my life has been an emotional roller coaster the last few weeks. The issues at work, a strange stalker, late nights and constant working out. He comforts me without saying a word and invites me to his place for dinner.
His house has the same feeling as his gym. Simple, old and full of character. That's one of the reasons I go to his gym. It's not flashy and fake like the strip mall chains. They have more programs, fancier equipment and lots of young attractive people, but it feels plastic to me.
He gives me a bowl of the best Goulash I've ever had. "An old family recipe" he tells me with a wink. I begin to pour my heart out to him and don't stop until he's heard my entire life's story. After my second piece of Bukta (I'd never heard of it either), we finish up and I feel better. I give him a big hug and head home. It feels good to have someone that truly cares and listens without judging. The weeks ahead will still be a struggle but it's nice to know someone has my back.
I sip my big mug of coffee and set it next to my keyboard. It's Monday morning and I'm starting out a new week. I feel healthy, both mentally and definitely physically. I'm excited at my new possibilities with the Myostatin blockers and other goodies that came in the package. I open my purse and see the un-opened containers and contemplate when to begin. Should I begin? >>
My ongoing, real-time AP journey to becoming the ultimate muscle woman. Story addition comments take place in real time.
I had a hot date for Valentine's Day but not the kind you may think.
I was at the gym and pushing the weights pretty hard when he approached me. Angelo has become my adopted Grandfather and always looks out for me, but I've been avoiding him since sleeping in his office the other day. "My Megan" he says in his thick accent. I turn to him, look into his kind eyes and begin to break down. I feel like my life has been an emotional roller coaster the last few weeks. The issues at work, a strange stalker, late nights and constant working out. He comforts me without saying a word and invites me to his place for dinner.
His house has the same feeling as his gym. Simple, old and full of character. That's one of the reasons I go to his gym. It's not flashy and fake like the strip mall chains. They have more programs, fancier equipment and lots of young attractive people, but it feels plastic to me.
He gives me a bowl of the best Goulash I've ever had. "An old family recipe" he tells me with a wink. I begin to pour my heart out to him and don't stop until he's heard my entire life's story. After my second piece of Bukta (I'd never heard of it either), we finish up and I feel better. I give him a big hug and head home. It feels good to have someone that truly cares and listens without judging. The weeks ahead will still be a struggle but it's nice to know someone has my back.
I sip my big mug of coffee and set it next to my keyboard. It's Monday morning and I'm starting out a new week. I feel healthy, both mentally and definitely physically. I'm excited at my new possibilities with the Myostatin blockers and other goodies that came in the package. I open my purse and see the un-opened containers and contemplate when to begin. Should I begin? >>
Monday, February 8, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 3
Previously Week 2 Next Week 4
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I feel sooo good this Monday! I got much needed sleep and still managed a few heavy workouts this weekend. My body feels great and super strong. My trainer noticed the changes right away. The developing muscles have taken a firmer, sinewy tone. Also, the exercise has supercharged my metabolism and any body fat seems to be melting away.
I've been thinking more about Myostatin blockers and doing a bit of research. It's not available for human testing yet, but research labs can get authorization for animal testing samples. Good thing I work at a research facility.
Although I've never used my computer skills for personal gain, I think its time to do something for ME. My company doesn't have a need for Myostatin but luckily I can fudge some records, move funds around and order a small shipment. The subroutines are untraceable and Dr. Meg is about to start a new experiment.
The shipment should arrive in a week. In the meantime, I plan to stick to my new rigorous workout routine. >>
My ongoing, real-time AP journey to becoming the ultimate muscle woman. Story addition comments take place in real time.
I feel sooo good this Monday! I got much needed sleep and still managed a few heavy workouts this weekend. My body feels great and super strong. My trainer noticed the changes right away. The developing muscles have taken a firmer, sinewy tone. Also, the exercise has supercharged my metabolism and any body fat seems to be melting away.
I've been thinking more about Myostatin blockers and doing a bit of research. It's not available for human testing yet, but research labs can get authorization for animal testing samples. Good thing I work at a research facility.
Although I've never used my computer skills for personal gain, I think its time to do something for ME. My company doesn't have a need for Myostatin but luckily I can fudge some records, move funds around and order a small shipment. The subroutines are untraceable and Dr. Meg is about to start a new experiment.
The shipment should arrive in a week. In the meantime, I plan to stick to my new rigorous workout routine. >>
Monday, February 1, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 2
Previously Week 1 Next Week 3
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Got up early today for an workout. Taking it simple with a light jog to do some cardio. My muscle soreness is gone and am amazed how fast the body recovers, especially my body. I felt completely energized when I returned, showered and got ready for work.
When I arrived and got to my desk, I saw a pink 5 lb dumbell with a note next to my computer. It said "Better luck next time". I heard some laughing from far away and looked towards the sales department. I could see Bill mocking me in "hulk smash" pose. That asshole!
Looks like I'll be hitting the company gym at lunch today and everyday from now on. I might as well ask Angelo if I can rent the back room since all my free time will be there. My goal now is to become stronger than any man... and I will succeed!
We're getting ready for our production meeting so I have to go but will keep you updated. >>
My ongoing, real-time AP journey to becoming the ultimate muscle woman. Story addition comments take place in real time.
Got up early today for an workout. Taking it simple with a light jog to do some cardio. My muscle soreness is gone and am amazed how fast the body recovers, especially my body. I felt completely energized when I returned, showered and got ready for work.
When I arrived and got to my desk, I saw a pink 5 lb dumbell with a note next to my computer. It said "Better luck next time". I heard some laughing from far away and looked towards the sales department. I could see Bill mocking me in "hulk smash" pose. That asshole!
Looks like I'll be hitting the company gym at lunch today and everyday from now on. I might as well ask Angelo if I can rent the back room since all my free time will be there. My goal now is to become stronger than any man... and I will succeed!
We're getting ready for our production meeting so I have to go but will keep you updated. >>
Monday, January 25, 2010
Meg's Growth: Week 1
Next Week 2
A fan wrote in and wanted to do a AP growth story on a smaller/slower scale. To highlight the struggle and sweat it takes to achieve strength. I think it's a great idea and will start a new ongoing series dedicated to my daily journey to becoming huge. Nothing magical, mystical or scientific here, just hard work and proper training. Lets do this in real-time, so each new comment takes place at the time of writing.
I'll post a new entry each Monday to start the week off. Please be mindful to follow what was written before you. You can add new characters & twists but it must make sense. I'll start it off.
It's lunchtime on Monday. The week's starting off like every other and am already thinking about the weekend. Our normal Monday morning production meeting went long and did all I could to stay awake.
Now, I don't hate my job, it just get boring and monotonous. The work itself is exciting but processes, policies and management can be a real bummer.
One of the few perks is the company fitness center. That's where I am now. Angelo's is still my main gym but it's nice to have a light mid day workout to take my mind off work's problems. Besides, I'm really trying to gain some mass and workout whenever possible. It's almost become an addiction for me.
My trainer at Angelo's gave me some prescription supplements. Nothing illegal, but the best at what's available on the open market. He's been drilling proper techniques into me and have been mostly following them. "Don't overdo it" and "Plenty of rest between..." blah, blah, blah, I get it. It must work because I've been drooling over his body for months now. Maybe someday he'll ask me out.
Working on arms today and going through curls. Barbell, concentration, hammer, preacher, you name it. I've enjoyed the nice little bicep I've acquired and love imagining it bigger. My strength has really increased over the past few month's and have already beaten my previous 150 lb bench record. It's only the beginning. With hard work and patience... someday I'll be the biggest. >>
A fan wrote in and wanted to do a AP growth story on a smaller/slower scale. To highlight the struggle and sweat it takes to achieve strength. I think it's a great idea and will start a new ongoing series dedicated to my daily journey to becoming huge. Nothing magical, mystical or scientific here, just hard work and proper training. Lets do this in real-time, so each new comment takes place at the time of writing.
I'll post a new entry each Monday to start the week off. Please be mindful to follow what was written before you. You can add new characters & twists but it must make sense. I'll start it off.
It's lunchtime on Monday. The week's starting off like every other and am already thinking about the weekend. Our normal Monday morning production meeting went long and did all I could to stay awake.
Now, I don't hate my job, it just get boring and monotonous. The work itself is exciting but processes, policies and management can be a real bummer.
One of the few perks is the company fitness center. That's where I am now. Angelo's is still my main gym but it's nice to have a light mid day workout to take my mind off work's problems. Besides, I'm really trying to gain some mass and workout whenever possible. It's almost become an addiction for me.
My trainer at Angelo's gave me some prescription supplements. Nothing illegal, but the best at what's available on the open market. He's been drilling proper techniques into me and have been mostly following them. "Don't overdo it" and "Plenty of rest between..." blah, blah, blah, I get it. It must work because I've been drooling over his body for months now. Maybe someday he'll ask me out.
Working on arms today and going through curls. Barbell, concentration, hammer, preacher, you name it. I've enjoyed the nice little bicep I've acquired and love imagining it bigger. My strength has really increased over the past few month's and have already beaten my previous 150 lb bench record. It's only the beginning. With hard work and patience... someday I'll be the biggest. >>
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
The Lotion
It's been really dry at work and I keep a small bottle of lotion with me. Don't laugh, moisturizing is important. I was rubbing some in & started thinking of a new story idea. Meg + lotion = muscle growth. Sure it's been done before but isn't it always a little more fun with me ;D
I'll make it Audience Participation so please write in. I know you're thinking to yourself "...but I don't wanna help Meg get big". Well tough luck buddy, this blog needs your help and I want muscles. Now give them to me dammit! I'm feeling saucy today... let's get started.
Lab environments can be hazardous. Icky substances, high voltage equipment and unknown specimens. It's funny, but what bothers me most is the constant ventilation systems that dries my skin out.
I always have a bottle of lotion with me but today I used up the last of it. Crap. I can probably just wait until the end of the day and pick up some on my way home.
A couple hours go by and I get itchy. The vents are blowing harder now and I feel like I'm shriveling.
Jan is an older, overweight lady that sits in the office across from me. We are cordial but wouldn't call us friends. She's big into scrapbooking and goes on and on about it every time I enter her office. I'll have to suck it up and ask her for lotion.
After twenty minutes of checking out her latest card stocks & rubber stamps, I finally get a word in and ask her if she has any lotion. "Sorry, Meggy" she says.
Now my skin is super itchy, I've lost brain cells listening to Jan and annoyed at being Meggy. I march down the hall looking for lotion.
Some of the lab boys might have some, hell, most have some sort of skin condition. I love them though. Their very sweet and I can get about anything from them with minimal flirting. It's been tough coming up with excuses not to go out with them now that I've been dating again. I try not to be mean, they're just not what I'm looking for.
Everyone is gone. Must be some sort of meeting.
I look around a bit. I love seeing what they're working on. Lots of formulas and equipment I don't understand. I'm CIS and we don't even come close to speaking the same language but it fascinates me.
Looking in a disposal bin, I see what looks like a bottle of Jergen's. Jackpot! You can never be too careful with these lab guys, so I open the bottle to smell it. Seems about right.
Back at my office, I pour a little lotion into my hand and start to rub it up and down my arm. The consistency seems a little off. It doesn't really seem to be moisturizing either. After a couple minutes I begin feeling a strange sensation... >>
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Lab environments can be hazardous. Icky substances, high voltage equipment and unknown specimens. It's funny, but what bothers me most is the constant ventilation systems that dries my skin out.
I always have a bottle of lotion with me but today I used up the last of it. Crap. I can probably just wait until the end of the day and pick up some on my way home.
A couple hours go by and I get itchy. The vents are blowing harder now and I feel like I'm shriveling.
Jan is an older, overweight lady that sits in the office across from me. We are cordial but wouldn't call us friends. She's big into scrapbooking and goes on and on about it every time I enter her office. I'll have to suck it up and ask her for lotion.
After twenty minutes of checking out her latest card stocks & rubber stamps, I finally get a word in and ask her if she has any lotion. "Sorry, Meggy" she says.
Now my skin is super itchy, I've lost brain cells listening to Jan and annoyed at being Meggy. I march down the hall looking for lotion.
Some of the lab boys might have some, hell, most have some sort of skin condition. I love them though. Their very sweet and I can get about anything from them with minimal flirting. It's been tough coming up with excuses not to go out with them now that I've been dating again. I try not to be mean, they're just not what I'm looking for.
Everyone is gone. Must be some sort of meeting.
I look around a bit. I love seeing what they're working on. Lots of formulas and equipment I don't understand. I'm CIS and we don't even come close to speaking the same language but it fascinates me.
Looking in a disposal bin, I see what looks like a bottle of Jergen's. Jackpot! You can never be too careful with these lab guys, so I open the bottle to smell it. Seems about right.
Back at my office, I pour a little lotion into my hand and start to rub it up and down my arm. The consistency seems a little off. It doesn't really seem to be moisturizing either. After a couple minutes I begin feeling a strange sensation... >>
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