Perfect (paid Post #2)

That night your girl was going to make everything perfect. She had been reading all of your muscle erotica, found your favorite fetishy outfit to wear (naughty schoolgirl) and that special ring she bought online. It had been said to make all of your fantasies come true if you wore it, and the fantasy of anyone it touches.

She wanted to make it very special for you, make sure that everything was absolutely perfect, so when you suggested the reverse cowgirl position, even though she was reticent in the past, she was more than happy to oblige tonight.

Your girl was always a bit of a stick of a woman, and the both of you were a little disappointed with that. Especially since you were just stacked beef poured into every shirt you wore. Every guy was just so jealous of your muscles, and when they saw that you were dating such a tiny little stick of a woman.

She'd even set up a little role play for the two of you that night, decided she was going to be the naughty college student, and you were going to be the dean of admissions, who needed just a bit of extra encouragement to allow you to go to his college. She had teased you into bed in your khakis and tie, you looked like a huge pile of musclebound dean.

“Are you sure you can't let me in?” she cooed as she climbed into bed with you. “Perhaps I can show you how grateful I'd be if you did.” she undid your belt with her hands, but then used her teeth to unzip your fly.

She untucked your shirt and caressed your abs with the hand that was wearing the ring. You felt a little electric shock and tingle when she did. She had pulled the waist of your boxers down with her other hand and was dragging her tongue along your shaft as you could feel yourself getting hard. But you could also feel a softness in your underbelly. Your girl's arm, it looked thicker.

She eventually had her lips wrapped around your cock. Both of her hands gripping on your thighs, you watched her head bob up and down as your legs first felt tight, then loose, then weak, and you could have sworn you were seeing something crazy, every time her head bobbed down you could see her legs, and they appeared to be getting longer and thicker with every bounce. Even crazier, your legs seemed to be getting thinner and more pencil like.

“Is that enough convincing?” she asked. “No, you need more don't you?” You whimpered a bit and nodded, you did want more.

She climbed up and turned around getting herself into that reverse position you had craved so much. She started squeezing her thighs. You were surprised at how tight they felt squeezed around you. Taking a look down you saw that they were beefy slabs of muscle. Shocked, your cock twitched at the sight. God this was the hottest thing ever for you.

You reached up and put your hands on her sides, but she grabbed your wrists and pushed them down into the mattress. You could have sword you'd seen a glow in one of her hands as she held your arms down and started to buck back and forth. Your cock slid easily the first time, but every thrust felt tighter and tighter. You, however, felt smaller and tinier, which means your beloved girl was developing such strong powerful muscles she could probably snap your cock off with her growing strength.

She pounded your fists down and your definitely saw her shirt snap tightly around her swelling muscles, Her bi's tri's, and traps squeezed tight into that white button down. She continued to buck and thrust, and you could hear the rips, slow at first, but the more she fucked, the tighter she squeezed, the bigger she grew, the more that school girl outfit ripped and tore. Soon, her back was bursting out of her top as it fell away revealing chiseled and bulging muscle. She looked over her shoulder at you.

She winked at you. She slid right off of you and collapsed into the bed beside you, now she was that powerful beef stack, and you, you were the little toothpick compared to her. “Now,” she said in a much more confident voice, “Wasn't that just perfect? Or would you prefer I got a bit bigger?”

You had been completely drained of all your energy and size, that orgasm had taken a lot out of you, but you managed to utter just two words, “bigger, please.”