





218 Pounds. I almost can't believe my eyes. That's what the scale said when I woke up this morning. Before I ate anything. Before I put on any clothes. Guys... it feels like I'm walking in a dream! I've gained a little over 20lb of solid, lean muscle in the last two years. When I run my fingers over my hard, bulging muscles, I almost can't believe that this is *all me.* This is all my body. This is all my power to command. My muscles are surging and inflating to sizes that I've never experienced before. My clothes are all getting too tight... as my thick muscular physique simply outgrows their dimensions. The reactions from my co-workers have been especially amazing. They've gone from "wow, you're so fit," to "OMG, how big are you going to get?!?" I've past the level of *normal* in their eyes. My passion for lifting used to be something cute, and something to joke about. But now I'm the strongest person in the office by a mile. The men can only dream of having arms as powerful as mine. The women can simply fantasize about a ass as thick and shapely as mine. There's not many jokes these days. I'll wear a tight, sleeveless dress to a meeting, knowing the effect that my muscles have on everyone. I'll show my biceps by running my fingers through my hair. I'll slowly tense my pecs and solidify my 44" chest into a solid surging mass. I feel positively superhuman, and I love that I can assert my physical superiority without saying a word. And this is still just the beginning. I have SO much more growing to do ♥️