Jasmine's Muscle Frenzy

Once again this is my section of a writing.com unending story.  Up to this point, Jason has had a way to amplify his strength and power massively, and has been giving his sister and girlfriend a hard time because of it.  Jasmine, who was already an athlete and formerly the fittest of the bunch, has taken the worst of it.

Only now she figured out how he's doing it, and was smart enough to use it even better than he did.  At this moment she came up to spot him on his bench - he wasn't prepared for what happened next:

With a smug smile on her slender lips, Jasmine casually curled Jason's best bench, and just held it up.
Her arms would only bend about 90 degrees as her bicep swelled out up  and up, and well past her fists by at least a foot.  She released the  weight with one hand but kept holding it up with the other, their was a  slight shift of balance, but otherwise she barely seemed to notice  shifting over 20,000 pounds to ONE HAND.
"Hah! Oh, well, so much for triple digits, I'm sure I'm well past that  now" she sneered "Imagine if I actually were doing a little lifting".
The gym went completely silent.  There was a slight thump as one person fainted.
Smiling dangerously, Jasmine  thought out loud. "Well, maybe I'll actually feel it if I do it like this".
She proceeded to stick her arm straight out to one side, and with an  explosive movement throw the massive weight up, catch it in the other,  lower it slowly, and then throw it up again.  
Muscles and veins erupted all over her body as she repeated the move,  faster and faster.  She snickered "How do you actually get a pump from  these weights?"

With a slight shift in movement, she started actually juggling the weight.

"This isn't weightlifting, but I have to admit after a while it makes good cardio"

By now her muscles had expanded beyond outrageous to a point that seemed  to almost defy physics .  The blank, stunned look on people faces  seemed to satisfy her, as did the stretched pants and wet crotches all  around - Jasmine had managed to shut down the brains of virtually  everyone within sight distance and reduce them into drooling lustful  animals.

Laura was no exception.  A minute ago she would have thought "What have I  done"  but now all she could do was rub her thighs together and drool.   

Jason had actually started dribbling blood from both his nose and his crotch.

Just casually juggling over 20 thousand pounds, Jasmine's body looked  like some kind of monstrous stone golem, rocky mounds of muscles with  mass more comparable to  kitchen appliances than individual muscle  groups bulged everywhere as puffy, angry veins almost seemed to caress  every stony striation like liquid metal rivers flowing through the crags  of some lunatic alien rock formation.

"Oh, maybe I should clarify a little something I told you earlier, just  so you can get an idea of just how tiny your big manly muscles actually  are, how puny and ridiculous just watching you flex seems to me......Mr.  Most Muscular Man in the World"!  Smacking her lips and shimmying her  shoulders in a sassy sarcastic fashion that just drained even more of  the blood from peoples heads into their nether regions.  By now there  was almost a rhythmic beat in the gym as people passed out and dropped  to the ground - for some the shock had rendered their vision hazy,  seeing Jasmine as almost just a silhouette.
When I said I can get well over a 300 percent expansion when I flex -  and I have no doubt even this little cardio has gotten me over 400 - I  didn't clarify one little detail:  I've been holding back so much, I  never told you how big my relaxed state was . . . . . . In fact, I've  been holding back so long I'm not even sure how big my relaxed state  is".
 "Emma - what's the highest weight possible to put on this bar?"
"Our system is capable of generating almost 1 million tons of pressure".
"Hah, did you hear that Jason?  ONE MILLION - that not only blows your  puny 20,000 out of that water, but it does it in TONS instead of pounds  - I might feel that enough I won't be able to hold back.  You want to  see real biceps - huh?  Real female mega-muscle bulging up so big the  definition of muscle goes out the window?  Emma - put that weight on two  sets of benches, I'm going to do curls."
The system whirred and groaned as the bars actually sagged to  accommodate the insane weight.  Grabbing one made her grunt  "OH YEAH,  THAT'S IT"
Jasmine picked up the first one, and actually staggered a bit as she  walked over to grab the second.  The muscles on her neck and shoulders  were red and bulging with veins as they swelled out to engulf her head,  the veins on her biceps and forearms as thick as industrial pipes.  Her  fingers turned white as she slowly raised her arms straight out, muscles  squealing like saran wrap as striations seemed to swallow skin until  she was a vacuum packed mass of insane, well mass.  She was huffing as  she reached a perfect cross pose, eyes wide with lust and strain  simultaneously as muscles squirmed under her skin other like thousands  of knotted anacondas slithering around each other.  Before she even  started to curl her arms, her biceps looked like a pair of balance balls  made of concrete towering over her throbbing shoulders - her arms were  well over 250 inches around!

"Oh, yeah baby, OH FUCKING'  YES!"

With a roar, she threw her arms up once, twice, three times, then four  before she started to turn red, sweat drenching her body, and finally,  slowly, legs stomping up and down and cracking the cement floors she  screamed.
"FIVE" as the weights crashed through the floor and Emma's soothing  voice started saying "Malfunction, unable to connect system.  Weights in  quadrant A5 will be temporarily shut down for repair.
Jasmine was a sweat slicked tan mountain of muscle whose wet disheveled  hair dangled over her pecs, her eyes barely visible peering between all  the she-beef. As she took deep ragged gasps her muscles throbbed and  pulsed and slowly, ever so slowly stabilized.
"There - I tore my biceps and for any normal person they would need sleep, protein, and time to heal".
Smiling with an unnerving glee as she stood up straighter
"In my case, they are completely healed right now.  So THIS is what my muscles look like relaxed."
She raised her arms, and bent them slightly as the swollen masses raised  up easily ten feet above her head, more than half way to the warehouse roof  of the gym.
Her biceps alone were not only bigger than Jason's entire body, but taller than the tallest man who ever lived.
With one last thump, everyone was out cold but Laura and Jason.
""Perfect, just the audience I wanted - I bet I can get way more than  400 percent expansion now .  Should I flex my muscles and test, or do I  have to give these muscles a real workout first to make my point?"Laura thrust her slender fingers in her pants and started furiously  fingering herself as Jason's workout pants, already soaked with cum,  stated twitching and staining red.
Jasmine smiled, her calligraphic lips pursed sensually, barely visible  between pecs that almost covered her eyes and the shadow of traps that  engulfed much of her head. Jasmine muscle breasts thrust easily five  feet from her body; her clothing having long surrendered to her engorged  musculature.
"Hmmmm, baby, and I thought you just liked this because of how much it  hurt that little boy over there...." her left pec twitched, covering her  entire upper body and lifting itself several feet above her head.
"And Jason, honey, you ARE Sooo little..." she gasped sensually as her  two massive pecs started switching back and forth as body eclipsing  masses.
"Soooo little..."
Suddenly her Boobs flared with veins and situations, and her nipples  erupted with muscles, as if they were deep red corn cobs fired up by the  heat of lust and popping popcorn all the way along their surface.
Her nipples throbbed as muscles piled up on top of muscles, until they  became twin grotesquely bulging clusters of beef, like gigantic  raspberries the size of dumpsters.  
"Oh, mmmmmmm - ah, my nnnippples" - she popped that "p" and moaned so  sensually that everyone in the gym - conscious or unconscious -  sputtered and thrashed with orgasm.
"My sweet girly nipples - Oh just one nip! Has more sweet bulging muscle  than your entire manly body". Jason rolled of the weight bench, crotch  thrusting in the air frantically, as if it were the only part of his  body thrashing desperately for life.
Laura however was masturbating like a demon, eyes freakishly wide and fixed on Jasmines arms.
" Oh that puny little man can't even handle one nipple - but oh baby YOU....."
Jasmine curled her hands into a fist and veins as thick and hard as  railroad tracks spread over already massive veins as her forearms  bloated and twisted - screeching and crackling - to the size of vans as  her biceps pushed her head and arms away, thumping into the warehouse  roof thirty feet up with a rain of plaster and spider web cracks that  circled her insane biceps like a halo of destruction.
"Mmmmm, yes! Ah, DESERVE to see muh, muh my...."
Her fists pushed in, and her biceps tensed, the fibers lifted and  pinched together, and jumped up with a rocky grinding noise, then  muscles erupted from her muscles with the noise of a bowl of Rice  Krispies amplified a thousand fold. The ceiling blasted up in a plume of  powder that looked like the dusty aftermath of an erupting volcano as  her peak groaned as skin started to find its limit another thirty feet  above the remains of the gyms decimated ceiling.
"Mmmmmmmussssles"!
Just when Laura thought no more mass could possibly hit that bicep,  Jasmine rotated her fist, lifting her rear bicep high over that mass  like Godzilla rising out of the ocean, casting a shadow over her own  gargantuan muscle as her bicep towered ludicrously. Jasmine monstrous  dark red nipples actually started curling up, like the sheer muscle lust  powering them was trying to point at the insane biceps looming in the  sky.
"FLEXXXED".
Laura came so hard the blast lifted her of the ground and tore the nails  from her fingers. The shockwave of Jasmines flex lifted everyone and  everything of the ground and blasted it away from the epicenter of her  sexiness. Rings of cloud and heat waves made that bicep look like a  mirage as it blasted up to double its size. Her muscle tits were flexing  and bouncing out of control like a pair of  jumbo jets strapped to the  wrists of a flailing hulk, and her nipples actually did point BACK, so  swollen themselves with mutant muscle they begged for the hundred - no  THOUSAND mouths it would take to suck them. Emma merely said "signing  off" as the gym was decimated. Laura landed with a "thunk" on rubble  almost twenty feet away. Despite cracked ribs, she looked up, and  instantly threw her head back and thrashed out a massive toe curling  orgasm at the sight of Jasmines bicep blotting out the sun. She screamed  as orgasm ripped into orgasm at the comprehension that that bicep was a  perfectly pumped, exquisitely sculpted, sweat sheened mass with the  texture of a haystack and the gleam of polished mahogany HUNDREDS OF  FEET TALL!
And with a tearing sound, then the thunder and rumbling of a volcano, it  popped its final peak on top of the twisted mass dripping with sweat  and so twisted with nasty veins it looked like a knot of crashed freight  trains.
Without a doubt she just hit a thousand - and Laura passed out into a bloody mix of pain and pleasure.