Shandra Part 3 (of 3) (Paid Post #4) (Patreon)

It had been a week since Shandra had been able to take a pill. She had been away on a work trip, and forgot them at home. But she had loaded up on all the sweets and fats she could find. Making sure that when she was able to take the pills, she was going to explode with muscle. Every sweet she swallowed down she just imagined as another inch or two added to her biceps. She also remembered that orgasm she had last time she couldn't get to the pills. God did that feel amazing! She had decided to stave off her nightly solo session to build it up even more when she did finally got to have a pill infused orgasm.

When Shandra had finally made it home, she was her little pipsqueak of a self  again. That was how the pill company got you. The pills worked, but only as long as you kept taking them. But once you did take them again, the feels of hardening and growing muscle all over her body racked her with euphoria.

She took the bottle and tried to count out the pills. Did I take one before I left? Is today the 8thor 9thday without a pill?She spilled them out on the counter as she tried to figure out how many she should take and thought Fuck it! As she popped 9 into her hand.

She swallowed them down one by one. By the time she got to the 7thone she felt her stomach cramping and regretted not getting out of her office clothes before hand, but she was excited, and she wanted to feel that orgasm right THE FUCK now! She struggled to get that 9thpill down, but eventually did as she collapsed on the ground.

She squeezed into that ball as she did before and while in pain at that instance, she knew pleasure would be overwhelming her soon. While last time her limbs had tightened and extended before her growth, this time it started with her fingers and toes. Each one slowly opening up as she gritted her teeth down. Her arms and legs slowly stretched out as she fought back as much as she could.  Shandra felts them stretching far longer than before as the sleeves of her shirt climbed up to her elbows and her skirt high up on her legs. If her ass had any oomph to it, there was no way that the skirt was going to cover it. Her torso stretched too. Longer and longer to accommodate her impending muscle, she was definitely getting the frame of a goddess.

Soon enough her body had started to swell. Her muscles tightening as her grunts slowly turned into moans. Her tightening clothes started to pop stitches, and her moans turned into gasps of pleasure, she'd never felt clothes ripping of her body, it was exhilarating! She couldn't get enough! Her shirt had started to pop around her traps. Her ass started to pop up like pop corn as he skirt ripped up the side, she moaned again as she got onto her back. Her hands pulling on her hair as her biceps tore through her sleeves. She put her hands to the side again as the orgasm ripped through her body. Pushing her chest up as her skirt popped from around her wait and her tits exploded out of her top.

Shandra's body had tensed in that orgasm for a solid 2 minutes before it finally just started to relax and she got her breathe back. She gently pulled off the tatters of her outfit off her chiseled body, the only thing that was left on there was her little black tank top and her granny panties. Nut they fit on her a lot different with her new hard body. But when she looked it over everything seemed blurry. She slipped off her glasses, and found she saw better without them.

She looked over herself in the mirror. She looked amazing. When she had dreams of becoming a muscle goddess, this is what she looked like. Just looking herself over, made her horny all over again. After she had taken care of those feelings she was calling the company back again, she needed a lifetime supply, as soon as possible.