Mystery Supplement (Patreon)

Gaining muscle is not an easy process. Incredible amounts of hard work and dieting, not to mention the massive amount of discipline, are required to get solid results. Many give up on their path to become stronger; they’re just not quite cut out for it. At least that’s what they think, there’s always a way to get stronger with enough smarts of willpower. However, Draven tried his hardest to find some sort of shortcut. He would never do steroids, no creatren, nothing like that. He knew how much they could damage his health and body, not a wise decision. He went on the hunt for all types of natural supplements, most of them being completely bullshit, only giving him a placebo boost in performance. He tried almost everything, he’d nearly given up in his pursuit to become the strongest natural. But one peculiar product stood out to him one day, another kind of powder, packaged in pink and green bright neon colors.

The strange product didn’t have any reviews or confirmed buyers, that’s what happens when you’re on the 20th page of amazon. Draven wasn’t discouraged though, he was willing to try this strange supplement, especially as it was one of the few natural ones he hadn’t tried yet. He submitted his order for the small drum, thank goodness for Amazon prime, only a day until he would receive it.

Approximately twenty-four hours later, Draven saw the signature Amazon truck through his window. A ring of his doorbell shortly followed. He jumped up from his chair and bolted for the front door. He swung the flimsy wood open, nearly breaking it, and grabbing the box that was just left at his doorstep. He rushed back inside, slamming the door behind him, what a poor flimsy door. Draven slammed the box down on the table and ripped the cardboard open with his hands to reveal the fluorescently colored product inside. He took a moment to read the labels on the drum of powder.

“WARNING: This is not normal supplement powder that can be taken at any time. This supplement powder must be taken at the peak of physical exertion for proper benefits.”

Draven was, understandably, confused as he read this label, but he kept reading.

“This all-natural substance is harvested from the most advanced technology available to give the most advanced results available. This supplement in particular, was made with Love.”

A little corny, but Draven could understand. The best ingredients available, and the cringy made with love line. These products aren’t ‘made with love’, they’re made by minimum wage workers trying to survive. He brushed off his disgruntled attitude towards the cheesey phrase and screwed the cap open. He peered inside to see the same bright green and pink inside the container, it almost looked like pixie stick dust. He double checked the label to see that it contained 0 grams of sugar. It was almost unbelievable that this substance that looked like candy was all natural, with 0 sugar, made with ‘love’, and had to be taken “at the peak of physical exertion.” What did that even mean? How was he supposed to know? He didn’t think about it too hard as he usually got as near to failure on most exercises he did, that would probably suffice.

It was only noon, the perfect time to get a workout on. Draven excitedly filled his shaker bottle with water and this sparkly new supplement and got to shaking. He popped open the cap and was about to take a sip before he remembered the warning. Probably a good idea to use this as intended, would be no good to waste his money. He packed up his equipment and got in his car, the drive felt like no time at all from how excited he was to try this new supplement. Maybe this would be what he needed to go even further beyond what he thought his body was capable of.

He walked into the gym with a little hop in his step, ready to put his body through the greatest trials he could. Draven was already near to maxing out most of the machines, maybe after today he could finally max them out.

Draven got to lifting, he started with a warmup on lat pulldowns, pretty easy for him (interesting warmup choice). He just needed to get the blood pumping anyways, it didn’t matter how for him. He immediately got to some rows on the cable machine, cranking the weight as high as he could. He was ready to go all out in pursuit of being able to drink this mysterious supplement mix. He sat down and cranked out rep after rep, slow and controlled, burning out every last ounce of strength he had. He let go of the handles and accidentally slammed the weight down with them. His breaths heaved from the strenuous exercise, sweat beading at his forehead. He was even slightly lightheaded from how hard he went. He decided that this is the perfect time to take a quick drink.

He takes a swig of the liquid, it tasted incredibly, unnaturally sweet as it hit his taste buds. Draven gulped it down, the sweet sensation starting at his throat and somehow spreading through his whole body. He began to panic internally as his muscles deflated in front of his very own eyes, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. What in the hell was this stuff? The sweet feeling spread over his skin, all hair seemingly vanishing, leaving his body smooth and glistening. His perspective shifted slightly while he could feel a cracking in his jaw followed by his nose slimming down a bit.

Draven was petrified from what had just occurred to him, all of his years of progress, gone? Just like that? In his shock, he failed to notice that all the fatigue from his last exercise seemed to leave his body, his thin muscles ready to give it their all again. Something in the back of his mind urged him to continue. Maybe this was some sort of weird drug, hallucinogenic type stuff to get your adrenaline going. He took his petite body that looked like it hadn’t done a single bit of lifting in its life over to the squat rack. His posture and walk were strangely feminine, he didn’t think about it for a moment as he had a bigger issue to take care of.

The rack was lowered about two notches lower than he usually would have it at, but it was the perfect height for him now. He didn’t have to change a thing as he loaded the bar with his one rep max. He braced his smaller shoulders to carry the bar out. He straightened his legs and with great effort, walked the bar out. Draven was unsure of whether he could actually do it with his seemingly smaller body. Despite that, he bent his knees and slowly went down for the grueling rep. He hit the bottom, full range of motion, and gathered all of his strength to make the bar come back up. As he made the ascent, his thighs began to feel a little heavier. He straightened out his legs at the top of his set, thighs and ass jiggling slightly.

To his surprise, the rep didn’t feel nearly as exhausting. He went for another, and on the way up, a few people took glances at the feminine frame doing incredibly heavy squats, all while sporting an ass that got thicker with each rep. Draven was exhilarated at his newfound strength, he could never have done this normally or with any other natural substances. He went for another and another repetition, his thighs jiggling larger and larger with each movement up and down, ass stretching out his shorts that he had on, compensating for the lost muscle and frame from before. Draven racked the bar easily with his thick, strong legs near effortlessly walking it back.

He was shaking slightly from the intensity and high of the exercise. 8 reps of his max? That was completely unheard of, even for the genetic freaks and roid freaks alike. He barely minded his petite body and more soft and jiggly lower half, the strength was incredible. Draven takes another large chug from his bottle, the sweetness overtaking him again. He took a look in the mirror to admire his incredibly strong body, his eyes glowing a jade green. He rubbed his lips together as they puffed out gently against each other.  More obviously, his hair began to corrupt with pink from the roots, spreading as he ingested the rest of the liquid in his mouth.

“Jesus, imagine how massive I’m gonna look when the hallucinations from this stuff wears off.” he said in admiration, running his thin hands down his incredibly wide hips. He figured that he may as well test his bench with his new superhuman strength. He made his way over to the bench, his butt and thighs bouncing lightly with each step, his hips swaying to accentuate his figure. A figure that wasn’t quite complete.

He laid down at the bench, having to move himself up a bit to account for his smaller height. Draven couldn’t ignore the heat radiating from his body, he sat and simply absorbed the heat for a moment. As he basked in the heat, he felt… aroused? He didn’t mind it as he reached his slim arms to the bar, yet again doubting his own capabilities. No way he could pull this off again, he was just thankful that there were plenty of people to spot him if anything went terribly wrong.

With a couple of cute high-pitched huffs, Draven lifted the bar off the rack. It was just as heavy as he remembered it, but that’s how it was with the squats. All he needed to do was one rep to get going. He hesitantly lowered the bar down, lower and lower. The moment it hit his chest, he felt what was like sparks jolting from his nipples. He found it a little strange, but he found it even stranger that the barbell felt nearly like paperweight as he lifted it back up. He was fired up, ready to go for 10, maybe even 12. He controlled the bar up and down with fluency and confidence. Each time the bar hit his flat, but feminine chest, a little fat pooled under his nipples giving him a rush of endorphins every rep. Everyone around Draven was staring in confusion as they watched what looked like a woman with a dick benching 5 plates and growing tits with each rep. He didn’t worry about the people watching, it was understandable given his insane strength. He barely even noticed the soft flesh puffing out and hanging to the sides slightly.

Draven finished his 13th rep, bliss flowing through his body. He couldn’t define if it was the feeling of improving so much so fast, or if it was whatever this drink was doing to him. He decided to end off his new incredible feats, he should take a few minutes in the sauna. Lucky for him, when he peered inside, he saw no one there. It was a strange hour to go, given most people were at work. He wasn’t complaining though, he loved to end his sessions with the sauna. He slammed the rest of the remaining drink and walked into the steamy room.

The heat hit him immediately, even greater than his own. He rocked his head back and closed his eyes to feel all the sensations fully. His short hair trickled down his shoulders, then down to his back, then magically braiding itself at the ends. Most of the pink remained, the ends of each strand changed into vibrant green highlights. He felt his clothes lighten up on him, their constraining weight easing as an open kimono covered his upper body, followed by a black miniskirt and thigh highs.

He basked in the heat of his newfound strength. This is what he’s been looking for all along. He could not believe that all it took was some strange supplement, and it was all natural! As his pride ballooned, so did his body. His back arched as his modest breasts suddenly surged in size, Dravens cutesy breaths in tandem with the jiggling of his growing tits. They quickly made their way out of the kimono, bare smooth skin and wide nipples of his E cup breasts completely exposed. He cupped the flesh with his small hands in awe, too much to bear for the average woman, but with his incredibly strong back, it would be no issue. In his admiration of the sensual feeling of having huge tits, another shock hit him in his lower body.

His thighs quickly threatened to choke his throbbing member, he massaged his slick breasts as his thighs squeezed harder and harder against his manhood, until it gave up and slurped inside of him. Bringing his balls with it. He bit his lip to silence the “mmmmphhhhh” he let out as his hands darted down to his new womanhood. He, well, she, discovered that she was completely commando as one of her fingers accidentally slid into her vagina. She bent over forwards in orgasmic pleasure as her ass lifted more off the sauna seat. It spread wider over the seat as well, to match her lack of a thigh gap. Draven tried to pleasure herself in any way possible, but her own inexperienced hands would not be enough to vanquish the heat inside of her.

She opened the door to the sauna, breasts still out, and attempted to lure someone inside. It didn’t take long for someone to take her up, her alluring figure was one that no man could resist. Draven locked the door behind herself as she flirted a little with the gym bro that had just entered.

“You can call me, ahhhhh, Misturi.” she said in a sultry voice to him. “Now, let's see if you can relieve me.” she purred into his ear as she sat on his lap and began grinding her womanly hips against his erection. He attempted to pick her up and fuck her against the wall, but the incredibly strong Draven would not have it. She forced his arms back onto the ground, his resistance felt like a fly under her palms. “Nuh uh uh.” she taunted. As she felt the gym bro’s resolve fade, she moved her hands to slip down his shorts and boxers; a dick bigger and thicker than she’d ever seen before revealing itself. The gym bro was embarrassed, but still incredibly aroused by Mitsuri’s advances on him. This weak and breedable woman was stupidly strong, and he deep down kind of liked it.

Draven slid down on the gym bro’s slick body, placing her soft breasts against his erection, wrapping them around it. The steam of the sauna provided a lube-free experience for them, Draven easily able to slide her tits up and down, massaging the seed out of him. The sensation of giving a titjob was better than Draven ever could have imagined, she thought that it would just feel like skin against skin, but no. It was much more. Her womanhood dripped from the rubbing of her breasts against his cock. It didn’t take long before he spurted ropes of seed over Mitsuri’s face. She licked her lips in delight and she slid back up for round two.

Mitsuri was a little worried about the size of the thing, but her anxieties quickly evaporated as her pride came back to her. She’s the strongest ever, she knew it. She pressed herself on top of his member, her legs quickly turning to jelly, but still able to move up and down. She knew she was already close to orgasm from her titjob, he couldn’t hold out for long against his massive manhood. She bounced up and down, her massive ass smacking against his crotch. She did her best to stay silent, but a few “ahnnn”s and “ohhhhhh”s were still audible as her vaginal walls were filled with dick. She didn’t even last a minute before she stopped riding and quickly teased her clit as her entire body began to clench from the ear-ringing orgasm. The gym bro sprayed his seed all over her stomach, yet again.

Draven sat there in the afterglow for a little while, her heat finally sated. She may not look like she’s the strongest now, but she undisputedly was. Draven didn’t know how he felt about being turned into a busty woman straight out of an anime to achieve it, but knowing that she was truly the strongest was better than any sort of sexual pleasure a man of woman could gain.