Gamma pt. 51

It had been six months since the fateful Christmas eve that had forever changed Jess and Dean. Jess had gotten up and went to work as she usually did, hating to leave the site of the most beautiful woman she had ever laid eyes on, lying in bed half covered up, her bare torso revealing her breasts and pert nipples. Jess said a silent ‘thank you’ to God for such a great girlfriend.

Jess gave a quick look into her full length mirror to make sure she looked okay to go to work. Jess had changed her body slowly over the past few months, taking great precautions not to get too big too quickly. Wearing her Omni-Gym uniform t-shirt and matching sweat shorts, Jess’ body filled out her clothes a little more than they had a few months prior. Her arms had filled out to a nice 13 inches. She had developed a small amount of Pec muscle which pressed her small but well shaped A cup breasts out. Her shorts showed off her light yet noticeable definition. Leading down to her well shaped calves. Her long black hair pulled up into a ponytail. “Perfect” Jess thought to herself as she headed out the door and toward her car.

Getting into her brand new 2009 Pontiac Solstice, Jess started her car and applied her Oakley sunglasses and started her car up. Listening to her purr, she revved the engine to feel it’s power under her. She pulled out of her driveway and headed on to work. When she got there she began her daily routine of set up around the kiosk and saw Brie walk in the door, dragging ass to her office.

Brie had gone through some changes of her own in the last six months. She had gained a good amount of weight, none of which was fat. She had added a solid two inches to her biceps, thighs and calves. Her belly had lost her six pack but was replaced by a hard mound of muscle. Jess could swear she had added a cup size also if she actually cared to think about her sister’s breasts for more than a millisecond, which she did not. “You’re late” Jess said with a smile.

Brie: I’m ten minutes early.

Jess: A good manager always comes in a half an hour early to prepare for the day.

Brie: Who’d you get that shit from.

Jess: You

Brie: Oh. That’s some pretty wise shit.

The girls went about their work and got setup for opening. As all of the other workers started pouring in, as well as the clients, Jess and the newly arrived Kiki began their work at the newly renamed, ‘Juiced’ bar.

Around noon, Kiki walked in to begin her shift. Much to her dismay, her life had not seen many changes in the last few months. Her and Brandon were still at the friendship level. Usually by now, she would have already packed up and headed for another location at this point, but that was her old life, and Kiki wanted to see how her life would be without her “mother’s” influence.

Jess: Hey Kiki. I got all fresh stock rotated and pulled all the out-of-date stuff. All I need you to do is the nightly inventory and set up the new summer promotional stuff.

Kiki: Cool.

Jess: Something wrong?

Kiki: No, I’m good.

Jess: Kiki, you don’t have to tell me what’s wrong but don’t bullshit me and tell me there isn’t anything wrong.

Kiki: Okay, fine. It’s this whole Brandon thing.

Jess: How did I know?

Kiki: See this is why I didn’t want to talk about it.

Jess: I’m sorry. Please. Go on.

Kiki: I don’t know. I mean, I really value his friendship. But…

Jess: You want something more.

Kiki: Yeah.

Jess: Have you told him that?

Kiki: Hell no! I don’t want to lose his friendship.

Jess: Is he still going with that Natasha chick?

Kiki: Yeah.

Jess: And you don’t think he’ll leave her for you?

Kiki: Basically. She’s gorgeous.

Jess: So are you. If I have to say so myself.

Kiki: That’s the thing.

Jess: What’s the thing?

Kiki: I don’t think Brandon likes the muscles.

Jess: Do you like the muscles.

Kiki: Well, yeah.

Jess: Then that’s what’s important.

Kiki: Not like it’s going to change anything anyway. He’s all about that Russian bitch. And she treats him like shit.

Jess: You need to go out and play the field.

Kiki: I don’t want to do the jealous thing. I’m too old for that.

Jess: I’m not suggesting that either. It’s petty and can backfire on you in a minute. All I’m suggesting is that you think of something to occupy your time with while you wait for him to straighten out.

Kiki: Maybe you’re right.

Jess: It was bound to happen sometime.

Jess took her lunch break and met Brian and Brie at the deli across the street. Each ordered a custom ‘signature’ sandwich and a bottled water, the conversation was kept light. Brian wore a black ‘Omni-Gym’ sleeveless shirt and grey shorts that showed off his powerful arms and legs. “So how’s Thomas coming along, B” Jess asked before taking a bite of her turkey club sandwich.

Brian: He’s coming along nicely. I mean he’s been here for, what, three months?

Brie: Something like that, yeah.

Brian: He’s lost a good thirty pounds of fat and gained some solid muscle. At least 8 or ten pounds.

Jess: That’s pretty impressive.

Brie: You should talk.

Jess: What?

Brie: I’m so proud of you.

Jess: Oh crap. Not this again.

Brie: There’s nothing wrong with being proud of your accomplishments, Jess. What’s it been…six months? You’ve really packed it on. Let me feel your arm.

Jess: Huh?! No!

Brie: I just want to feel your progress.

Jess: You can see my progress. And you’ll feel it when I’m kicking your ass.

Brie: Tough talk for someone who won’t show her results. Here I’ll start things off.

Brie lifted her right arm and flexed. Her 20 inch bicep rose to it’s fullest potential. Jess rolled her eyes, finally giving in and felt Brie’s massive arm. To her surprise, it was harder than she expected. Not wanting to clue Brie in on her immense strength, Jess used little force. Even still it felt as though it were a flesh covered baseball or perhaps a bit harder.

Jess: Damn sis, that’s amazing.

Brie: It’s all the strength training. Okay, you’re up next.

Jess raised her arm and flexed. A small but well rounded and defined bicep rose. Brie felt Jess’ bicep.

Brie: Daaaamn! It feels like iron!

Jess: Shut up.

Brie: Damn Brian. You’ve got to feel this shit.

Brian felt Jess bicep and exuded a look of shock. “It’s finally happened. I’ve touched Super girl” Brian said to laughs from both girls.

Brie: I thought you did that last night.

Brian: This morning too.

Jess: Okay. Enough of that.

Brie: You’re such a prude.

Jess: No, I just don’t feel I need to hear about my sister’s sex life with one of my best friends.

Brian: It’s okay, Jess. If you ever want to talk about you and Dean I’m all ears.

Jess: I bet you would be, horn-dog. Oh look at the time. It’s time to head back.

The trio headed back to work and finished up their respective shifts. Jess went directly home to her loving girlfriend Dean who, as always, had dinner already prepared and waiting on the table. “Hey, cutie” Dean said as she met her lover at the door. Jess returned her peck and sat at the dinner table and began to dig into the teriyaki pork chops, applesauce and mixed veggies that sat before her. The two began conversing about each other’s day and enjoying each other’s company.

Dean: So I got the webcam fixed it’s not as choppy anymore, so your broadcasts should at least look a lot better.

Jess: Thanks babe.

Dean: Something wrong?

Jess: No. I mean not really. Brie started with her shit again.

Dean: The working out thing?

Jess: Yeah.

Dean: I don’t see why it gets to you.

Jess: It was different when I could just concentrate a little and make them grow. Now I actually have to work at it.

Dean: That just makes you appreciate it more.

Jess: It makes me feel like I’m just doing it to please her and I’m not.

Dean: Why are you doing it?

Jess: You think it’s sexy for one.

Dean: I do. But you don’t have to do it for me. I think you’re just plain sexy. Whether you have your powers or not.

Jess: Are you sure?

Dean: Babe…it’s been 4 months since you lost them and I’ve stuck around so far haven’t I? Look, we don’t know what happened. After Grace hit you with that energy beam was when you lost them. I loved you before you had them so it really doesn’t matter.

Jess: I am one lucky woman. Anyway I’ll grab the dishes and you grab some clothes. We have to hit the junkyard tonight.

Dean: Oh yeah. It’s Wednesday. Let’s just not hang around tonight. That old guy creeps me out.

Jess: What’s wrong with Al. He’s a sweet old guy.

Dean: Who knows a lot more than he should.

Jess: Maybe. But after Mistress Taylor and Sharise, not to mention that I can’t say as I trust Frank like I used to, Al is the best we have.

Dean nodded in unsure agreement and went to get changed while Jess did as promised. Meanwhile, at Brie’s house, Brie and Brian engaged in a workout both had come to enjoy in the last few months.

Brie: C’mon baby…just one more

Brian: I’m trying…I just don’t know if I can.

Brie: I know you can do it…you…can…fucking…do…aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh

Brie released a hard moan as she experienced her sixth and final orgasm of the evening. Her body went limp on the bed as Brian pulled his massive cock from her drenched pussy and lay next to Brie, cuddling her immensely muscular body in one had and one of her massive breasts in the other.

Brie: I knew you could do it.

Brian: It was your constant encouragement that helped.

Brie smiled, rolled over and gave her man a passionate kiss on the lips before getting up and putting on her bright red thong underwear and heading into the bathroom. After brushing her teeth and various other items from her list of nightly preparations before bed, she walked out wearing her ‘super girl’ tank top showcasing her curves and immense breasts. Her large biceps went free from sleeves yet another hot summer night. She found Brian sitting in her large wicker chair, tying his shoes. “You’re leaving?”

Brian: Yeah.

Brie: I thought you were going to spend the night.

Brian: I did that last night.

Brie: So you can’t do it tonight?

Brian: We’ve had this talk, Brie. I have a house to take care of.

Brie: I can stop you, you know.

Brian: And how exactly are you going to do that?

Brie leaned down and lifted the wicker chair along with Brian one handed in the air as effortlessly as if she were lifting a paper clip. “I have my ways.”

Brian: I just bet you do. But your not going to use them because that would be wrong right?

Brie: Yeeeess. God, what’s the point of having this strength if I can’t use it to do whatever I want.

Brian: Because not using it is showing an even bigger strength.

Brie: I guess. Do you think Jess suspected anything.

Brian: I don’t think so.

Brie: Good. Because that bitch needs some payback.

Brian: I’m telling you, to let it go Brie.

Brie: After all that she did to me? To us?

Brian: That wasn’t her.

Brie: I still haven’t forgiven her for not sharing yet.

Brie said with a devilish grin as she used her free hand to rub Brian’s still engorged cock. “Well it’s all yours now.” Brie set Brian back down and walked him to the front door. “It better be.”

On the way, Kiki was on the living room sofa reading the latest book she had added to her collection, ‘Catch-22’ by Joseph Heller. “Thank God he’s leaving. Now maybe I can get some reading done” She said with a bit of snide.

Brie: Careful, if you got any greener, I’d have to start calling you Jennifer.

Kiki smirked and went back to her reading. As Brie passed she mumbled, “Skank.” Not to be outdone, Brie fired back, “Bitch”. Brian and Brie stepped out onto the front step and began to say their goodbyes.

Brian: If you two weren’t such friends, I’d swear you hated each other.

Brie: It’s touch and go. I still remember that whole, ‘false rape’ accusation.

Brian: She couldn’t help it.

Brie: I guess. I’ll see you tomorrow.

Brian: Of course. Why wouldn’t you.

Brie: Because you’re off and…

Brian: And after you get off, I’ll pick you up and make us some dinner.

Brie: You know I don’t get off, until you pick me up.

Brian: Same here.

Brian and Brie kissed in a loving embrace. Brie casually lifted Brian off the second step to meet her face. “Like this?” She said with a smile. “Something like that.” Brian replied as Brie let him down he went to his car and went on home.

Brie walked back into the house and went straight up into her room to lay down, already missing and thinking about her lover until she dozed off.

2 b continued.

SIX MONTHS AGO…

Brie was rushing around trying to get the Christmas turkey on the table as well as fix all the trimmings as Brian was finishing setting the table and setting out crackers and cheese next to the eggnog. “Calm down, Brie. Everything will be okay.” Brie was wearing black jeans and a holiday Christmas sweater given to her by her father, which barely contained her thick biceps and bulging abs and breasts.

Brie: Have you got the cheese and crackers out yet.

Brian: Yes hon. Everything is pretty much done. We’re just waiting for Kiki to pick up Brandon and your sister and Dean to show up.

Brie: You’re sure She’s coming?

Brian: As long as nothing’s happened since yesterday.

Brie: Why would you even say something like that? She could be lying in a ditch…

Brian: I’m sure everything is…

A knock on the door interrupted the conversation. Brie answered the door to find Jess and Dean waiting in the cold night air holding a covered dish of candied yams. “Come on in, guys!” Brie said excitedly. Jess and Dean did so as Dean lay the dish on the counter with the rest of the beautiful Christmas feast.

Brie: Okay guys, just have a seat. We’re waiting on Kiki and Brandon and we can dig in.

Dean: Sounds great!

Jess and Dean sat on the couch next to each other. Jess waited for Brie to leave the room until she began to rub her temple to ease her throbbing migraine. An action that did not go unnoticed by Dean.

Dean: Are you sure you’re okay?

Jess: I’m fine Dean. I wish you would quit asking me that.

Dean: I’m just worried Jess.

Jess: I was only knocked out for a couple of hours. Dr. Bob gave me a clean bill of health didn’t he?

Dean: I guess…but I…

Jess: If it gets worse I’ll call him back myself. Deal?

Dean: Deal.

Just as Dean leaned in to give Jess a peck on the lips, Kiki and Brandon arrived and they all sat down to a wonderful Christmas dinner. Good times were had by all.

2 b continued…

Brian

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