Thinner Leaner Stronger Novels & Stories

Under normal clothing, his build was understated—lean, composed, nothing flashy. But without layers— The definition was undeniable. Broad shoulders. Well-sculpted chest. Arms built from years of disciplined training. A narrow waist tapering into powerful legs. Not exaggerated. Not bulky. But perfectly proportioned. A sleeper build. The kind that doesn't boast— But dominates. A guy mid-rep dropped his dumbbell. Clang. "Bro—" someone whispered. A woman near the treadmill slowed it down without realizing. One of the gym regulars blinked.

Bulky and strong, yet lean and agile. They were definitely built to throw me over. Fuck. What was I saying?

This isn’t normal at all. “What is wrong with me?” I whisper as I lean closer to the mirror. My body has changed over the last few days. My skin is clearer and my hair is healthier. My legs and stomach look leaner and more toned. I feel stronger, but I have been pushing myself harder even though training sucks, big time.

Mother pointed in a mean way as if waiting for me to get offended. "Don't get me wrong, mom," I started when I finished that one, already with another on the way to my mouth. "But the training I undergo makes me able to eat as much as I can without getting fat. Because, you know, I need to stay strong, I can't let myself have a weak body."

This teacher was naturally Dan. Body Strengthening was similar to Body Wielding in Mane’s universe. It was just that instead of training one’s body for the sole purpose of making it adapt to the vibrant outer energy, Body Strengthening focused on training the body without outer energy. So obviously, it wasn’t as powerful as being a Body Wielder, but it was good enough to survive in this world. With Body Wielding, although one trains the body, the focus is on increasing one’s affinity and control for outer energy. Body Strengthening had no such focus. With Body Strengthening, one trains the body constantly, pushing past his/her limits so that he/she can draw out the potential of his/her body.

At least I don't think so. "Oh..." he lets out and looks down for a moment. I don’t think he was expecting that. "I mean... you know the inhibitors are making me weaker. I want to work out extra hard so I don't keep falling behind." "I understand," he nods and starts eating again, slower this time, "Okay, I’ll do it. I have my weights here, we can start with that. But you need to eat better, too. Just this deconstructed crap isn't going to be enough to sustain you if you're going to put in more work."

Just thinking about it makes me want to harm myself even more. I think about Collin. "I don't want some pretty girl thinking she's fat." The memory of his comment fades. If he thinks I'm pretty, could I change, could I get better? "You can do this, Natalie. You'll have me here to help you," Aunt Tara reminds me the same way she did a year ago. "You want to change your life? It starts now," she says as she hands me a granola bar. I look at it. I know the calorie count is 115. I take the granola bar and eat one small bite and swallow.

His height and his cleft chin were the only things that had remained the same. As he had stepped out of the lake, his hair had been wet, but as the water dripped off, the length seemed to increase. With every move, every swing of his arms, every step of his foot, his body had tightened up. What was flabby had become leaner, with every breath he took. By the time he had grabbed his pants, when he had first shot out of the water, he had gone from a thick double extra-large to a slimmer double extra-large. The person in Dax’s arm was now extra-large, as if the body from moments before had deflated.

She teased. Serenity pouted, “I guess there’s only so much a fast metabolism will do.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about, some of us have always had to work for what we have and we still weren’t blessed with rock hard abs and a teeny tiny waist.” Olympia sassed, being a bigger girl always meant she had to work hard to stay fit which meant the envy towards the girls who could eat what they wanted and never gain a pound came along with it.

He set out immediately to prepare. In the meantime, Tess returned to the training grounds. Due to the back to back training for three days, her muscles were more toned and defined but nonetheless, she still had lean muscles and the adequate amount of fat to look like a goddess with the absolute figure. The pills were dispatched to everyone and they took one each. As they saw Tess walk in, they cheered and praised her name. The pill was like a restoration pill. All of their fatigue diffused into thin air and they suddenly felt the tightness in their muscles heal and a wave of rush hit them, the urge to put their strength to good use awoken