Muscled Out

By T.F. Wright

Rob's fantasy is fulfilled when two women at the gym where he works begin to transform into muscle-bound, sexy goddesses, fighting over each other for the right to have him. Janice and Sally decide to settle things with a threesome - but are these two more than he can handle? Find out in this steamy female muscle story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: T.F. Wright
• Release date: Jul 8, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310092435

T.F. Wright

T.F. Wright has been writing short stories for over 10 years. A focus of many stories is erotic transformations: themes like weight gain, age progression, muscle growth, gender change, demi-human (Ogre, Werewolf, Mermaid) and more.To read more stories or commission your own transformation story, visit My Transformations:http://mytransformations.weebly.com/

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Muscled Out by T.F. Wright

© 2015. Cover design by mingjin78. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any persons, real or fictional, is coincidental.

Part 1:

Rob, you good to close up on your own? my boss asked. He didn’t waste time waiting for my answer, instead he simply nodded at me and walked out.

Sure, I replied to the empty air a few seconds later, and then I limply plodded towards the front door. It had been a long day, and I was ready for it to be over.

Just as I undid the doorstop, two young women walked through the door. Young, short, and petite, they were giggling about something as they walked past me into the empty gym.

Ugh…we’re closed, I said.

Funny, it doesn’t look closed to me, said the brunette.

I mean, we’re closing right now, I clarified.

Don’t worry, we just want to look around. We won’t be long, the blonde assured me.

But… began, but they were already well inside the gym. What was I supposed to do, run after them and shove ‘em outside?

While I waited for them to be done looking around, I decided to gather up my things. That didn’t take long - just my lunch box. Inside was a cupcake and a candle. It was my birthday, but I’d forgotten to tell anyone.

I started to feel a little bored waiting around for them, so I pulled out the cupcake and lit the candle, and tried to think of a wish. Working in a gym certainly made me feel inadequate as a man - I was just a skimpy little dweeb in a veritable pantheon of Greek gods. My shy personality didn’t help matters much, either.

I wish I could be stronger than anyone here, I thought to myself.

Hey, that candle’s going to drip wax on your counter, said the blonde as she approached the desk. She and her friend blew on the candle together, and it went out. Just great, I thought - not only had my birthday gone unnoticed, but I’d lost my wish, too. Was the universe trying to punish me?

So, this place looks nice, what’s a membership run? asked the brunette.

Forty a month, I said, not meeting her gaze. When I first started working here, I was fairly eager to flirt with the cute female customers. But I soon found out that all the women here, even the ones that looked like twigs, liked the macho, muscle bound guys that little old me could never compete with. After a while, I was so discouraged that I just gave up.

Sounds good, sign us up! said the blonde. "I’m Sally, and this is Janice, by the