Bottoming Out

Story by eccentricman

Here's a short one for your delectation - based off the writing prompt "Well, I certainly didn't expect to get that big..."

“Look, I'm just not happy with the way they kind of make it look bulgy. I mean, it's not as if I'm a guy,” growled Tina, irritably, as she plucked at the sequinned posing bottoms.

“But, uh, it is kinda bulgy anyway, Tina,” murmured Gabby as she bent over, studying Tina's crotch frankly, “I mean, all the gear we've been taking...”

Tina huffed and forced herself to curl over and see the problem first-hand. A symphony of lightly oiled muscles sprang into life as she crunched down hard, her hugely thick abdominals becoming terrifyingly craggy and pushing madly into each other as she sucked in her belly; it was a bit of use, but the hardest part of this was trying to peak over her thick, throbbing pecs and down at her sex.

“Woah!” Gabby muttered and leaned in.

“'Woah' what?!” Tina almost wailed, straightening and looking over at Gabby worriedly.

“Huh. Must have been nothing.”

“Ah, shit Gabby, you can't do that to me... what was it!?”

“Nothing! Seriously. Look, don't freak out about it. I know you're sensitive about what the juicing has done to your clit – and yeah, you can kinda see it through these bottoms – but you told me yourself that you loved what it had done for your sex drive and sensitivity!”

“Hmmm, it does feel kinda good...” Tina mumbled a tad resignedly, a tad petulantly, into her deep chest meat.

“So let's finish oiling you up and we can get the posing practice done,” Gabby smiled reassuringly and placed a strong hand on Tina's gargantuan bicep, giving the other woman a friendly pat.

A glance from Tina let Gabby know the issue wasn't quite over, but half-oiled and nearly naked, Tina wasn't going to push too much more.

“Anyway, give me your leg,” Gabby ordered and began lightly spraying the offered quad with oil. As she worked, spraying and rubbing the oil in, she began to chatter, distracting and reassuring her friend.

“Hell, Tina – you look drop dead gorgeous, babe! Thick, cut,” a finger traced a jagged valley of striations crossed by a throbbing vein thicker than Gabby's nail was wide, “and built like a sexy, muscular tank. If I didn't swing for the batters, my sweet, gay, muscle babe, you know I'd be happy to catch for you!”

Tina, gave a grudging little laugh which overflowed into a giggle, “'Swing for the batters', Jesus Gabby, where did that come from?” Idly, Tina leaned forward and inspected progress on her thigh, still smiling.

Gabby began to smile back but suddenly stopped, staring at Tina's crotch again.

Tina didn't bother asking Gabby and gave up any pretence of propriety to rub her hand down the front of her posing bottoms, feeling her familiar pouting mound and the thick bump of her clit. Her clit-

“Does that seem bigger to you?!” they both asked each other in unison.

Tina straightened and peevishly pointed a finger at Gabby, about to let loose a volley of invective, but was halted by Gabby's upraised hand.

“It's gone again.”

“WHAT IS 'GONE AGAIN'!?”

Gabby waved away the outburst and looked up at Tina thoughtfully, a thick bicep stretching Gabby's sleeve as she pondered this and stroked her chin.

“Can you try flexing your leg, Tina?”

Tina flexed and held her pose, stranding up straighter and eventually flexing both thick thighs together, making them leap into stony prominence. Gabby stared at Tina's crotch and shook her head.

“Chest? You might have been flexing it when you... well, er, just flex your chest.”

Tina grumbled something untoward and obediently flexed her chest, a pair of pecs bigger and deeper and shoeboxes surging outward and making her equally sequinned top creak under the strain.

“Hmmm? Maybe a bit of something? Try the abs for me.”

Tina's grumble turned into a distinctly unhappy growl at the mention of 'something' but after a second or two of glaring, pursed her lips and crunched down.

Gabby made a small noise and leaned in, murmuring, “Harder...”

Tina poured a bit more into her flex and she let out a little groan as a tingle through her nethers set off little electric fireworks up her spine. She enjoyed flexing usually, the tightness, the burn of it, but this was intense and... kinda concentrated.

“More Tina,” Gabby purred, studying Tina's mound.

Tina grunted as she sank into the flex a bit more, feeling the familiar ache coming on, when she knew she was on the way to her biggest, craziest, championship flexes and posedowns. She could feel an increasing constriction around her sex, feel the strings of her bottoms pulling increasingly tight around her hips and the incredible sensations from her clit.

Without being invited to do so, she began pouring the power into her flex, her breathing coming hard and sharp as she felt a warmth spreading outwards fro

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