Muscle Growth Fic Novels & Stories

Despite the dimness around us, I can see the worry and disturbance swirling in his eyes. I place my other hand on his hand wrapped around mine. "Hey, Jason can't do anything. You keep going for your trainings. You do not quit, and you better not be carb-loading and juicing." A faint chuckle leaves his lips. "How did you know that?" I shrug. "I kinda stumbled on it in the internet. I also found out that proteins are really good for those muscles." I poke his arm. "Something about ac. . . .actin and—"

Before I am ready to go on the training grounds, I need to gain muscles. “Hi, I am Faby. You must be Vladimir. Beta Mark told me all about you. I am your personal trainer. The doctor gave me info about your health, and I think I have come up with the right exercises for you. In the beginning, we will do the easy stuff, and as you gain muscles, we do more complex routines. When you need a break, let me know.” “O-OK.” I follow Faby as he shows me the equipment I will be using and the right way to do the exercises. I feel bad when I have to stop every 10 minutes.

I allowed myself, then, to carefully slide my gaze over to inspect his firm muscles. “Your muscles have grown since you’ve gotten here,” I mused, shooting him a brief glance. Chris shrugged and folded his arms across his chest, although I knew he was just trying to make his biceps look even bigger. The way they strained against the soft fabric of his shirt made my blush deepen, if that was even possible. “I work out,” he said. I furrowed my brow. “We don’t have gyms here,” I said, reaching out to touch his arm. “No, this…” I gave it a squeeze. “This is surely a product of the vitamins in our food here. I told you that it makes a difference.”

I managed to put on fifty pounds of muscle mass, but at first I didn't notice. My focus was always on my health, and being careful to avoid injury. Plus, I was always cautious with my exercises. I wasn't suddenly pushing heavy weights or anything like that, so the muscle developed gradually over the course of a year and a half. I think I took notice because I realized girls in my school were looking my way with obvious interest.

The warmth of the water made my muscles feel relaxed, and before I knew it, I had spent half an hour inside. Looking in the mirror, I noticed that my arms and legs that had been spindly all my life, had started showing some signs of muscle growth due to the rigorous training routine. The bruises on my torso and upper thighs from the sharp kicks had begun to fade away, restoring my milky white skin to its original appearance to some extent. My curves had also started to appear fuller, after my waist and core had gained some definition. I was busy gazing at myself, analyzing the changes, but just when my eyes caught on my scar that stood out against my skin, I heard the sound of footsteps in t

A month had passed, and with the high-intensity training and the nourishment of vitality elixirs, his progress had been rapid. He had grown an astonishing 12 centimeters taller, now standing at 1.95 meters. His physique was broad and muscular, yet it didn’t appear bloated. Each muscle fiber was sculpted to perfection, and the golden ratio of his figure, bathed in moonlight, radiated an undeniable masculinity. After a simple warm-up, Lancelot retrieved a bottle of vitality elixir from the nearby fridge and drank it. The familiar sensation filled his stomach, though the once-potent power of the elixir now seemed much weaker.

I explain. He was just starring at me white as a ghost. “Charles, you can manipulate other witches' powers , you’re a witch and you have one of the most incredible powers I have ever seen.” I declared. “Look, I can show you.” I grab a pot of a small aloe Vera plant and bring it over to the table where he is sitting. “Put your hand over the plant and gently encourage it to grow in your mind.” I say. He’s still looking at me like I’ve completely lost my mind, but he places his hand over the Aloe plant like I tell him. Instantly the Aloe starts to grow, slowly creeping up towards his hand.

Despite being more toned, she really did not have many muscles. After the physical examination, it seemed that her muscle mass had only grown by one kilogram. That was because after exercising, she would do some stretches, which would reduce some of the unnecessary muscles. Sigrid was a little hesitant. If that was the case, then even if she kept training her pectoral muscles, they would not grow much. There was no need to worry that she would become overly muscular. She took Oreo and Candy out of the cart and let Elizabeth hold Candy.

She looked at me and laughed. “Come on! That elasticity will obviously change if you get something bigger, not unless……” Celestine paused. “What?” I asked her. She smiled. “There is this gel you can use, it is called Femicare. After having sex with a man who has a large penis, just go apply it after washing out his semen. Apply it continuously for three days and trust me, your vaginal muscles will absorb it, remain tight as usual and no one will even know you got screwed by a big thing.” Celestine told me.

His previous therapists likely hadn’t suggested such a thing. “Because I want faster results. Certain foods can help restore muscle strength faster, like lean meat, chicken, and nuts. Avoid certain foods because they slow recovery, not because they're dangerous. Avoid items such as alcohol, soda sugars, and excessive caffeine. During training, I hope you’ll follow these guidelines.” Gia’s assertiveness came through clearly. She disliked it when patients resisted. As she lectured, Raven sat still, his lips pressed thinly together. “I hope the results will match your plans." Raven’s tone was calm, but Gia sensed the threat. If the therapy showed little progress, she would certainly be dismisse