Tantalizing Tape

I don’t know if it’s safe to share this or not - or if this even makes sense, this…event.

You may or may not have even heard about it on the news - the explosion that flattened three city blocks in my hometown and sent shock waves shattering windows in the countryside miles away. Sure, it’s a small city, one that most people in the U.S. have never even heard of.  Hell, I haven’t lived there for almost a decade. The news story went in one ear and out the other - after all, there were bigger explosions overseas, major political acts everywhere - this was a freak accident in a bumpkin town.

It had a footnote in some google feeds and made it to page three in newspapers hardly anyone reads. The only reason I noticed at all was because I used to live there - otherwise it was easy to gloss over it.  There were too many meth-labs and red-neck engineers in the outskirts for an explosion in that place to really surprise me.

Just, there was something about the photos.  A shadow in the middle of the eruption. Something unnerving.

Honestly though, I had almost completely forgotten about it when the tape arrived.  I kid you not, a freakin’ VHS tape - when was the last time you saw one of those?  Some big puffy manilla folder with enough bubble wrap to entertain the inner 5 year old for days was stuffed in my mailbox.  I didn’t recognize the handwriting or the address, other than it was from my hometown.

Needless to say this piqued my curiosity.

No, I don’t still have a VHS player - it’s enough of a pain in the neck to convert it digitally that browsing garage sales for some musty throwback to the past century seemed the most logical route.

I recognized the voice as an ex-girlfriend, someone I had long lost contact with. The image was grainy, distorted and . . . . I can’t say I could see anything clearly or if I even saw what I think I did.  It’s….impossible. Just.

I’ve written a transcript of the clearest parts, the sound.

Here it is as best I understand it:

“Oh, god Jesse you were so right - my wet scalding pussy is dripping down my legs you were so right.  I was made to have huge fucking muscles -HUGE.  God my buttons are popping and the seams on my clothes are peeling apart just from thinking about it.  Fuck.  I’ve got to pump them again, get them bigger- oh god.  I’m so sorry, so sorry I ran, so sorry I was angry.  I didn’t want to admit I was a freak, that you were right for wanting me to be a bigger freak.  Ooooh, mmmm, bigger.  Yes, just the word.  Bigger. Mmmm.  Bigger Mussscles.  Oh, fuck - Let me get the weights.  Ah, yeah,  you’d wanna see me do curls. God I love squeezing out curls. Oooh, yeah, one, two . . . .Feel those biceps explode Jenny, make those fuckers bulge.

Oh honey - do you remember when I told you about the mmmmmuscle *ah* I put on in high school, which I said I was so ashamed of.  How I couldn’t fit in the armband that came with my little Greek dress?  I said I was built like that chick in Terminator - Linda Hamilton.  How gross I thought she was.

I lied sweety - oh god did I lie.

God - six, seven, mmm, bulging . . . . Ah, Oh bulging so big!

I was bigger than that, I was such a freak I put on more than five pounds of muscle like I told you.

I put on fifty.

In three months I went from  a slender little supermodel of a girl to a bulging rippling vein ridden bodybuilder, and it wasn’t even deliberate.  I had biceps like softballs and pecs deeper than most women's tits.  When I flexed my hard throbbing peaks snapped the armband clean off.

My brother called me a freak, my parents called me a freak, the whole world was disgusted by the fact my pussy got wet when I felt my muscles tear - but you, you wanted something monstrous, something bigger than any bodybuilder alive, and I was afraid I might want to give it to you.

Ungh, need bigger, weights, umn sleeves gonna ---- oh god my 'ceps are tearing through my sleeves again - god that’s HOT!  Sorry if I got to lick my bicep a little, just, mmrph, it's getting so big.  So big, bigger than, oh, bigger than - GOD I GOTTA FINGER MY WET PUSSY WHILE THESE FUCKERS BULGE!

Now that you’ve been gone- ahh, ahh, ahh,  I decided I wanted too , ahhh, ahhh, ahhh - only fifty pounds in three months then.  I can put on a LOT  aahh, ahhh, yes, ahhh, yesss, ah, more than that if I try.   And I’ve been trying.  For 7 ahhh, ahh, muscle bulging,  ahh, ahh, clothes bursting, ahhh  AHHHH, FUCK YEAH CUM SPRAYING y- yah, yah - YEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARS!

Huff, huff, huff - God, I am so pumped - look at all these veins, they look like tree roots!  Mmmmm, yes, so huge - god.  Hear that stretching noise?  That’s my muscles bulging on top of muscles oooooh - yeah.  Most people only get a few inches bigger when they get a good pump, but mine get yards bigger, mmm, a good two to three around on average.  And when I cum like that, oooh, god baby, my muscles are almost twice as big as they are when I’m relaxed - I’m not kidding baby, twice the twitching throbbing bulging mass of muscle.  God and they were so huge before.  Look at this:  LOOK AT THIS BICEP!!!  It's way bigger than your head - mmmm, honey, it's way bigger than most refrigerators.  When I’m doing curls my fists hit my bicep and only make it halfway to the top of my throbbing meaty lumps of monster muscle.  And with each curl they keep swelling bigger,mmm, bigger, mmmmm.  Huge, throbbing, sweating, and I haven’t even flexed it yet.

Mmm, god, the first year after you left, I thought you were a twisted little freak, I had nightmares about you pumping steroids into my muscles and fucking me while I burst my skin, but I came with every one of those nightmares and little by little I knew I had to feel the muscles bulge under my skin.  God, my peak is getting a peak, raaaah, so fucking huge and hot.  Mmmmm,  nnnnggg.  I did more than fifty pounds in three months, I put on a hundred in four - I went from nine inches to nineteen in four months, and just kept pounding the iron, shredding clothes and soaking panties as I discovered how HOT my raging muscle lust was.  In my first year I pumped my arms up to 40 inches around, I was the most muscular human being in the world and I just wanted more.  Do you know how big a forty inch bicep is honey?  I know you read those stories of monster muscle girls, but can you really picture that?  The largest male muscle freak in the world pumped steroids and oil into his muscles until they reached twenty eight inches around.  I was roughly forty percent bigger than that just from pumping and cumming like a beast day after day.  My bicep alone was seven and a half inches tall and five inches wide - that’s roughly the size of your face honey, that’s so big you’d  need both hands just to cover the head.  When I flexed the biceps brushed my thumbs - and it felt sooo good. My pecs were six inches deep and my stomach was like a rack of pool balls.  My thighs alone were bigger around than you are tall honey, all of it hard, ripped, rippling, bulging, and sweaty from both work and sheer panty soaking lust.

That was my first year.

For the first four years I averaged about thirty inches a body part every year, with minor fluctuations as  I had to break through minor plateaus.  My first plateau was a hundred inches in my calves and bi’s.  That was year three.  If you had a hard time with forty inches, try a hundred.  I saw your drawing of Val, I was already bigger than that.  Take a microwave, turn it on its side, and make it a thousand times as hard and dense - that was my bicep. The plateau kept me from pumping as much muscle as I wanted that year so by year four I only got to be a hundred and fifteen inches around.  That’s when I started fingering myself when I worked out - oh baby did that change things!  Year five I pumped the bulging mounds of muscle sex on my arms to 165 inches, by year six I was over 240 inches around.  Mmmm, that’s twenty feet of tape measure-throbbing, dick teasing mega muscle towering three feet above my head in bulging heaps.

God my nipples are throbbing so hard -ooh,  mmm, unngh, God my muscle boobs are so horny, my big old monster pecs need a pump too - mmmm, I muscled up into your tit fetish too and I’m loving it.  Monster muscle boobs bigger than any implants, bigger than the biggest tits in the world, all cut, shredded, rippling beef that just won't stop twitching and bulging.  Sometimes I just like to flex them, squeeze my shoulders together and watch them bulge up into my face, towering over my head and stretching so far out I can't reach the end of them.  Squeeze and lick and watch the veins get thicker and bluer as they bulge, swelling up and out, the nipples popping in a pussy wetting frenzy as I flex my bigger, bigger, bigger bulging muscle boobs, squeezing till the skin turns red and the veins turn purple, and my face becomes a screaming vein crossed purple agony of lust buried behind boobs.  My muscles are more woman than any woman, my muscle boobs so huge, so round, so big that I have to smash through doorways just to fit one through at a time.  Four feet is nothing now, I’m more than that when I’m relaxed.  Giant muscle boobs that flex so hard I blast cum as they bulge like a pair of heavy dressers on my chest flying up and down.  God my nips feel like they’re gonna pop off.  Thank God my giant muscles just push my boobs over to my armpits so I can squeeze and suck these titties while my muscle boobs just bulge and bulge.  The buttons on this shirt can’t take any more.  MMM, my nips thrusting out like a pair of colt 45 beer cans.  Each striation is the size of  car bumper, layered upon layer like a flesh sack of raging bulls thrashing and twitching in twin masses over eight feet long. My back is almost 18 feet across.  Then there’s my big muscles, my babies, the real monsters.  Remember when I said my biceps were so pumped and I hadn’t even flexed them?

Mmmm, I guess I didn’t tell you about year seven honey.  Year seven my cock popping giga-muscles needed to go farther than ever, I needed to pump steroids into them while I came buckets.  Before too long I didn’t even need to finger myself to cum, I just pumped until my muscles started crashing through walls and ceilings, and then when the final flex made more muscles mushroom out of my muscles, I would cum and cum, spattering wetness all over me, leaving me shiny and massive and OH GOD I'M GONNA MUSCLE BULGE JUST THINKING ABOUT IT! RAAAAAHH !!  I put on fifty inches a month, then hundreds.  Now I fuck buildings with my biceps.  I flex them through floor after floor and hump them like I want you to hump my pussy

My bi’s are now well over 1000 inches around  -even relaxed at my side they are longer than I am tall.  Mmmm, walls are cracking around my muscles just thinking about flexing them.  Mmmmm.  Ohhh, buildings are my clothing now, steel and concrete, and that won’t be able to hold my muscles for long.   Oh god, they’re twitching I’m so horny - fuck, the walls . . . . The neighbors' houses.  I just have to flex, have to flex for you to see.  I know you’re a long way away but they’re pumped so much I think you can see them. From across the country, blocking the sun and sky, you can see them.  AAAAGH my pecs are blowing up like Hiroshima and Nagasaki - the city has gone nuclear under all this muscle can you see it”?