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Feel that Flexin' Kyle (Preview)
🕑 Added 2025-02-25 17:59:15 +0000 UTCRachel… no. Bam, as he preferred, stood over her as a large, blue-furred, muscular deer man. That was what Rachel became after flexing or engaging in a little showing off. It was her true reward for all her work these past months.
He was an incredibly buff cervine among buff cervines. Seeing that transformation for the first time and seeing that bulgy, manly form several times after… it awakened something within Melissa. It awakened a want.
The glasses-wearing woman watched him closely from her spot, watching him wipe his mug with his towel slowly. Her eyes traced his form like so many times before. It went all over those bulging muscles and always ended on his impressively bulging crotch, his gym shorts doing little to hide it. She couldn't help it. She wanted that… all of that form.
Her eyes went back over his shape for another round, taking in his powerful arms and wide, shirtless toro in particular. He had a godly shape.
Then she looked down at herself.
“I… I dunno about this,” Melissa sighed, taking her own towel and using it to wipe her steamy glasses.
“What do you mean?” Bam asked curiously.
“I'm not feeling any results.” Some might say she was expecting a little too much too soon. She had only been going to the gym with him every day for the past two weeks. However, he had assured her that by following his routine, she would achieve her own impressive form. He had to know what he was talking about after all, but yet…
The deer snorted after hearing her response. “What are you talking about, kablang? You just did ten bench presses with fifty pounds each! I'm seeing results, brah, especially for someone who only started recently.”
“I'm not referring to that. I mean…” Melissa gulped. “Well, you know…” She motioned with her head, aiming it up and down him.
“Oooooh!” Bam chuckled. “Gotcha!” He flexed an arm and looked at it smuggly. “You mean this, kablang! Heh, don't worry! It's totes understandable! You've only been exercising, that's all, kablang!”
“ …umm, isn't that how you achieved all of that? That whole routine you had me do and said that it would-”
“No, no!” the deer laughed casually, playfully waving his hand in a dismissive manner, “You've missed what I've been having you do. To get this buff, you had to prep your body first! You can't just jump into looking this good without getting a good workout going and building some strength in ya, kablang!”
“Well, how long will it take for me to get like that?” Melissa picked up her bottle of water beside the bench and opened the cap. “I've been doing the same crap over and over again for the past fews weeks now!”
She took a drink from her bottle and cringed, even shivering. “And I've been drinking this “hydrated” crap too! Come on, Bam! I’m exhausted and sore every day. I almost passed out at work yesterday!”
“Well, if you were gonna fall asleep, doing it at the library wouldn't be the worst place for it to happen.” Melissa shot him a dirty look. “…but fair point, fair point. You've been working pretty hard on getting swolle, kablang!”
The deer gave a look over. “I think you should be able to buff up now, dude! All that work and drinking that protein water should give you that buff change, kablang!”
Bam motioned with his hands for her to stand up as he stepped back. She did… but only after he helped her to her wobbly, weak feet. Those laps around the gym's track had definitely done a number on her as well.
Once she was standing and stable-ish, her legs still shaky, Bam gave her a thumbs up. “Now, give it a shot, kablang!”
“Give it a shot?” Melissa asked.
“Mhm!” Bam flexed one of his arms, his bicep rising eagerly. He winked. “Do like I do all time, kablang.”
Melissa’s mind went back to that first time Rachel changed. The flexing, the growing, the swelling, the shouts of “BAM” at the top of their lungs. It made her heart race.
“J-just like before…” she quietly spoke.
“Well,” the deer said, seeming to pick up on what she was thinking, “You don't need to say BAM, buuuut it couldn't not help, kablang!” He grinned. “It'd probably make me blush!”
“Okay…” Melissa took a deep breath and released it. “Okay. I'll try it.” She lifted one of her arms and held it out. It was so sore from all her lifting, making it a challenge to hold it steady. Her heart raced as she clenched, a drop of sweat going down her forehead.
Here we go… Melissa breathed in and released it once again, the world seeming to slow down. Her gaze locked onto her arm, hand clenching shakily. She cleared her throat and spoke both weakly and unsure, “Bam?”
She pulled back and flexed her arm, bringing it in with much less gusto than Bam had. Once it was up, she felt her arm quiver. A surge of power rushed through it all at once, the pain and soreness that filled up her limb lessened.
