Coming home was the favorite part of Roger Macmillon's day. He enjoyed the freedom of being on his own time. He enjoyed the elevator ride up to his twelfth floor apartment, and most of all he loved walking in to see Addison, his girlfriend of six years. He would always look at her and somehow she could make him feel all right. No matter what had happened at his boring as hell job, Addison seemed to be the cure.

Sorry for taking so long. I was hit by a horrible case of writer's block. I hope you enjoy this new part!

It was the middle of an unusually cool summer afternoon, when the sun was high the sky. The fan was running, and she strolled nonchalantly into the kitchen where he was, her strong, toned arms curled so that her strong hands gripped the towel around her neck, her wetted hair tied back in a ponytail down her back, he finishing her lunch on the stove and bringing it to her one set place at the table.

"So tell me, Tom," Krissy said as she showcased her formidable, powerpacked, muscle-stuffed body to him, small hands highlighting different parts of her tremendous physique like a Price is Right model.

"And so it went," she continued nonchalantly, as if the photographic proof she had just laid on the table of her freakishly, frighteningly massive muscular development at a young age where she couldn't even drive a car was a matter of course.

"But the drugs didn't stop reacting with my body like the scientists had thought they would, as you can plainly see!" she finished with another bright smile curling her full, pink lips to frame perfectly white, straight teeth.

Raffaela burst into rage:
“What the hell? Brittany! You goddamn asshole! Stay away from him!”
The large-breasted woman dived for cover. Kieran howled in despair:
“What’s this shit! Who are these freaks? What the fuck is going on with you?”
Instantly, the hulking pair locked into a grapple. They pushed against each other on the small corridor, screaming at the top of their voices. Their massive arms interlocked, their arm muscles swelling with effort. At first, Kieran was gaining. He pushed her back towards her room, using his greater height to lever her back.

She went to the bathroom, grabbed her exercise ribbon and quickly and energetically pumped up her muscles. Intimidating those girls would be easy. Besides, deploying her full power made her feel much more confident. When she was done, she quickly slipped into her lingerie, checked her hair and make-up and put on her shoes. One last check-up, then she went back out.
Diana almost collapsed back into the bathroom. The girls had changed. Totally. She stared at them in complete confusion. They lay on the bed, awaiting her...

The next morning, Valerie fell out of her bed. She had a terrible hangover and was in an awful shape. Her face and bedding were smeared with make-up. She was still dressed in Raffaela’s fancy clothes and took a few seconds to remember where she was. At last, she stumbled out of her room. In the kitchen, her flatmate was waiting for her. She had her hair done up in a bun and was wearing a robe.
“Up yet? Thank god it’s Sunday.”
“Sunday? Okay. I guess I’ll skip training for today.”

At the same time, Valerie’s life was taking a step into a new direction. The balding man with huge arms, who went by the name of Ron, was actually spending a lot of time watching her work out. He was a software engineer in his thirties, with a pronounced muscle and superhero fetish. Valerie was the first woman he’d met at the gym who had brought an authentic size obsession with her. This excited him to no end. Her aggressive demeanour did the rest. He fell hopelessly in love with her.

Two months had flown by. Valerie and Raffaela had grown accustomed to their new environment. One could say that they were living besides each other, not together. Their lives revolved around training mostly, occasionally putting in a break to discuss the progress of their work. By now, they had compiled a very complete compendium of all material regarding strength fetishism and muscle worship. They had also created a collection of observations of the reactions of people to their growing shapes. This included video data, transcripts and interviews.