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thefreckledgymrat · 6 months

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Back and lat progress

#thefreckledgymrat #mdni #21+ only #minors do not interact #no one under 21 #minors dni #read my pinned post #bodybuilding women #female bodybuilder #bodybuilders #bodybuilding #bodybuilder #bodybuilding motivation #back progress #back day #back growth #lat progress #lat growth

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hellhoundsprey · 6 months

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when the body goals are a Dorito

#gym progress #about a hellhound #hehe!!! the lat pump was so real today!! bless

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meticulous-tendencies · 1 year

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have a wicked back pumpy from today’s workout but cannot photograph it for the life of me. single arm lat pulldowns and db rows felt so good today, for the first time in a while. and no pain!!! well outside the normal muscle soreness/fatigue. no sciatic, shoulder, knee, etc pain. legs destroyed me, I barely hit rep range for split squats lol. overall a great workout tho ❣️

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lesbianlotties · 10 months

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finally wrote a new paragraph of my thesis i'm going to CRY

#we're making PROGRESS #i've been killing myself over this for DAYS and i finally managed to write a few coherent SENTENCES #it's not over yet!!!! hope is real!!!!! i can do this!!!!!!#god i hope this mood lats ghsjdfhgjf

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transmangains · 1 year

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2 weeks on t vs 100 days

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eli-ironcheeks · 2 years

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Feels like I haven't posted in a minute. Still the same ole Eli. Working out all the time. Here's some pics from yesterday lol

#fitness #fitblr #weight lifting #gains #progress #muscles #iron cheeks #discipline #bodybuilding #lat veins going crazy

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disengaged · 7 months

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new jacket >:) and preworkout thot pic

#cringe etc but i’m so in love w my shoulder progress lately #like my lats ...... bro <3 #my upper body is so much wider than it used to be & it makes me so happy #pegasus speaks #my face #wish i had taken a post-workout for comparison but alas. i was so fucking tired i just wanted to get outta there #one day i'm gonna learn how to pose properly. and then it's all over for you bitches

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gossamer-hideout · 7 months

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uh finally beat like a year of art block by way of flat little cottage doodle? all it took was going and buying An new pen and??? maybe i’ll continue drawing little houses and paint them now that i have my watercolors located? and maybe i wont feel like such a fraud considering myself a creative person? that’d be pretty #epicswag

#aaaaa all ive been able to do for the lat year is write and as much as i love it it doesnt give me dopamine like physical art does!!!#and ive been having a weird identity crisis over it #like music and writing dont have as visible of progress #for the 40k+ words ive written in the past year i feel like ive done nothing bc nothing is complete or has any complete parts #goose rambles #art block #my art #doodle

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fantasticalleigh · 1 year

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focused so much on upper body work last year that I went from wearing small/medium shirts back to large/extra large lol

#don't get me wrong I'm v proud of my progress #but now some of my favorite t-shirts are too tight on my shoulders/lats #Leigh speaks

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 8 months

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Note: requested by an anon!

Warnings: the sickness????

pairing: Sihtric x you (x Finan)

summary: keeping your pregnancy a secret during the sickness did not go as planned

wordcount: 1,1k

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'I hump my wife whenever I want, yes.'

'What are you looking for, Finan?' Osferth asked.

'Bodies!' Finan answered, cutting through the tall grass while covering his mouth and nose with a cloth.

You, Sihtric and Osferth glanced at each other as you relaxed and laid back in the grass.

'Eh?' Osferth said for all of you.

'Bodies!' Finan shouted again, 'I know the sickness is close!'

'Why are you shitting yourself?' Sihtric taunts.

You snort at your husband's remark, who gives you a proud smirk.

'I've seen men as strong as bears at breakfast time,' Finan said, 'gurgling blood and pus by supper time! You little runt!' he snarled.

'Hey!' you gave Finan a disapproving look, but then grinned at Sihtric, loving how easy it was to rile the Irish man up right now.

You had been feeling a little under the weather yourself the past week. You knew if you told Finan, he would completely freak out, which could be funny, as you knew you weren't truly sick. But for Finan's own health, you decided against it.

Your travel continued, by foot. You and Sihtric walked with your fingers laced, and he kept you close at all times. Your husband noticed you hadn't been eating as well as usual, but to not freak Finan out, he decided to not bring it up yet, unless it would get worse or you would show signs of being ill.

Finan was the only one to hear you vomit one morning, near the river, and he stared at you, deadpan.

'The… the sickness,' he whispered with big eyes, pointing his sword's edge towards you from a safe distance.

'Finan,' you sighed and wiped your mouth, 'it's not the sickness, trust me,' you said and got up from your knees.

But as you set a step closer to Finan, the Irish man immediately took a step back. And so the dance began.

'Finan, don't be ridiculous!' you hissed, 'trust me, I'm fine.'

'Aye,' Finan said, 'and then catch the sickness myself, lady? I don't think so.'

You tried to walk back to camp but Finan blocked your way, from a safe distance still.

'Excuse me?' Your eyebrow raised so high, it almost hurt.

'You can't go back to the others,' Finan said firmly.

'Finan, you will let me go to my husband, right now, or I will cough in your face when you sleep!' you snarled.

Finan grimaced and took several steps back, allowing your passage back to camp, back to Sihtric.

Finan kept a close eye on you as the days progressed, and he was the only one aware of your early morning sickness. He did find it interesting no one else seemed to get sick like you, and he was especially puzzled that Sihtric didn't catch the sickness, knowing you and him were all over each other the whole day. Which kind of made Finan feel sick, but in a whole different way.

Unfortunately, Finan became more paranoid after the events earlier that day. You and the group you travelled with had been cornered, the only seemingly safe way out was through a river, which was filled with dead bodies, all victims of the horrible sickness. And it all spooked Finan even more.

'We can swim through!' your husband, the oaf, had blurted out, which you told him off for later, in private.

'Sihtric, why are you so reckless?' you asked.

'I am not!' Sihtric retorted, 'I just wanted everyone to get to safety.'

'By suggesting to swim through waters in which dead bodies lay? My love,' you sighed and rubbed your hands over your face.

You absolutely loved Sihtric, but sometimes you wondered how he was still alive, being the way he is.

Sihtric didn't reply. Looking back, he knew he had been reckless, and he felt bad.

'You know I meant well,' he mumbled.

'I do,' you took his hands, 'but, Sihtric, you have to promise me to try and be more careful. Because I really need you here, with me,' you kissed his cheek, 'alive and well.'

'Did you wash your hands?' Finan asked you when you were making their dinner later that day.

'Yes. I washed them in that river, with the bodies!' you offered Finan a mean glare, and he returned the same face.

He went to sit at a safe distance while keeping his eyes on you. Sihtric was resting under a tree, several paces away from you, while the others were scouting the surrounding lands.

'You will kill us all,' Finan whispered, 'all of us, lady.'

'Will you shut up!' you hissed, glancing over your shoulder to make sure Sihtric wasn't catching any of this.

'Does Sihtric know? That you're dying?'

'Finan, will you shut your mouth?' you groaned, 'I am not dying! I do not have the sickness!'

'Aye, that's exactly what someone would say who is dying, because of the sickness!'

'Okay, listen,' you said as you had enough, 'don't tell anyone else, okay? But I am not sick. I am pregnant.'

Finan stared at you.

'Pregnant?!' He then blurted out loud.

You tried to hush him, but it was already too late. When you looked back over your shoulder, you saw your husband awake and alert, sitting up in the grass.

'You… you and Sihtric have been fooling around during the sickness?' Finan grimaced.

'Oh, I'm sorry. Just because your cock stops working when someone sneezes, doesn't mean that goes for everyone else!' you hissed.

Finan flared his nostrils. 'Lady, my co-'

'My love?' Sihtric frowned at the heated interaction as he walked over, 'what is going on?'

'You humped your wife while the sickness is going around?' Finan asked, stunned.

Sihtric shrugged and gave Finan a proud smile, 'I hump my wife whenever I want, yes.'

'And you got her pregnant?!'

'Finan, no!' you yelled.

But it was too late. Sihtric's jaw had already dropped and his eyes were big, fixated on you.

'Is that… is that true?' he asked as he took your hands, 'darling are you… are we…'

'It's true,' you smiled, 'I carry your pup. And I couldn't be happier. I really wanted to tell you myself,' you said, 'and not like this. But the Irish loud mouth had to ruin it,' you glared at Finan.

Sihtric teared up and even Finan softened now, when he finally realised you weren't a threat to his health.

'Lady,' Finan said as he finally approached you, 'I owe you an apology.'

'Apology?' Sihtric frowned as he pulled you in his arms, 'what did he do, darling?'

'Your friend here has been harassing me for days,' you hissed at Finan, 'he heard me vomit one morning, you know, morning sickness, but he thought I caught the sickness.'

'I did,' Finan admitted, 'and I was wrong. I am sorry.'

'Is that why you're not eating as much lately?' Sihtric asked you, 'I noticed it but as you seemed fine otherwise, I didn't want to scare anyone else.'

'Yes,' you admitted, 'I hoped you wouldn't pick up on it, my love. But I've passed those days already,' you smiled, 'I am feeling good now. Just, maybe, a little worried about the pup, you know? Of course the sickness worries me too.'

'Lady,' Finan said, 'I promise I will look out for you,' he looked at Sihtric, 'I promise, mate. We have to keep your woman safe.'

'I know,' Sihtric swallowed hard, still trying to grasp that he was becoming a father, 'I… I will.'

'We will,' Finan said, 'aye? We will keep her safe.'

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thefreckledgymrat · 6 months

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Week 101, Day 508 (?)

Back Day

#thefreckledgymrat #mdni #21+ only #minors do not interact #no one under 21 #minors dni #read my pinned post #bodybuilding women #female bodybuilder #bodybuilders #bodybuilding #bodybuilder #bodybuilding motivation #back day #back progress #lat progress

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bigwishes · 2 months

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Hi bigwishes

This is a bit embarrassing but your stories helped me work out my transformation fetish and I'd love if you could write one for me.

I'm a 20 skinny black guy from england and I'd love if you could turn me into a bodybuilder who had bad bo and burped alot.

I'm genuinely glad my stories have helped you find some kinky interests and I'd love to help you out a bit more so lets see what we can do. First I think just a small re-write to reality, you'll remember being a small skinny guy but I think its best if you wake up already carrying some size, now you wont remember exactly how you got that size to begin with and the past few days will be a bit foggy but it'll be enough for you to get started.

Gone is the 'skinny black guy' and here is the new Buff Black Man, although you'll definitely be going bigger than this, this is still pretty tiny in my opinion.

Your morning is filled with posing and flexing in the mirror along with trying to remember when you got buff or even started working out, the dates in your head aren't adding up and the photo evidence on your social media doesn't make sense either, but you are too happy with the progress to really question the how.

Suddenly your shoulders feel tense, your biceps spasm slightly and your quads feel so tight that could split open. You let out a slight moan as you uncomfortably move, you see in the mirror as your pecs get thicker, you shoulders widen slightly and your arms inflate with blood and muscle. A few drops of sweat form on your forehead as you moan rubbing you big muscles chest trying to loosen up the tightness spreading across your body.

You start to pant as you get undressed feeling your clothing becoming so tight it felt like it was crushing you. You watch in the mirror as your suddenly freed body inflates with size and power with every second. Your arms were now pressing against your lats and you thighs rubbed together.

You started to feel the sweat forming in between your thighs, under and under your pits. Anywhere your body was pressed together you felt sweat starting to form.

You can't help but grab handfuls of you massive meaty pecs as you start to worship the huge bodybuilder you've become. But with each squeeze of you pecs, flex of your bicep, stomp of your legs you feel your body still getting bigger. Soon an terrible noise started coming from your body, it was the faint sound of stretching, you watched as faint stretch marks started appearing around your major muscle areas as your body once again began to rapidly pack on size. Your grimmaced at the noise but mainly from the paid of how quickly your muscles were pumping up and how your skin stretched around them struggling to keep up. Your self worshiped stopped as your arms fell to your side and you watched in disbelief as your body grew bigger than you could have imagined, like watching a muscle morph animation of yourself in the mirror.

soon it slowed and you simply stood there, panting out of breath and sweating from the insane growth you had just experienced.

Your pecs alone were bigger than most peoples heads and it quickly made your focus shift. A cocky smirk appeared across your face as you once again posing your giant body. A strange fizzing sensation began in your lower stomach, like you had just chugged a can of soft drink, you cocky grin opened at the side,

'uurrp' a slight burp left your lips as you chuckled

You struck a tricep pose 'urp', a double bicep pose, 'burp', you turned to your side in the mirror and struck a single bicep pose looking at your big meaty arm, you tensed your abs and opened your mouth but nothing came out, you tensed your core harder and your eyebrows narrowed and tensed a muscle in the front of your throat forcing up a small brief burp. You dropped the tension smiling in the mirror and sticking your nose in your armpit to sniff the faint smell of musk that clung to your body.

Exhausted from your transformation you went to bed to take a nap, you hopped in your double bed feeling your shoulders near the edges, smiling and feeling extra wide and big. You took another sniff of your arm pit and fell asleep smiling thinking it was all over.

a few ours later you opened your eyes, feeling sore, like you had just been hit by a truck. Moving slightly caused your entire bed to groan so loud it sounded like it was on the very of breaking. You felt you feet hanging heavy over the edge of your bed as you noticed your head and shoulder were also now hanging over the side.

You lifted yourself up and felt as your bed sank in the middle struggling under the weight. A jarring rubbing noise filled the room as you moved your body, it sounded like balloons being rubbed together but muffled by a piece of clothe. Standing up you room seemed some how bigger, you wouldn't be able to notice if it wasn't for all your furniture seemed smaller. A strange stiff feeling sat at your core and you rubbed your chiselled abs trying to work out what it was.

You walked out of your bedroom slightly turning sideways to get through the doorframe without even noticing, a loud stomping shuck through your house with every step you took, as soon as you left your doorway you saw something strange in your hallway. A cartoon giraffe measuring character, like one you'd find in a children's hospital. You walked up to investigate it and found a sticky not stuck to the characters face, all it said were the words "enjoy big guy", Looking at the character you noticed its glove finger pointing to the max height it had written on it but it couldn't be right, according to the measurement it was pointing at 9ft tall but the card board cut out itself barely came up to the bottom of your pecs.

Your stomped through the house to your bathroom, as you took a step in suddenly your whole body halted. Your tried to push forward but nothing, you tried to push back and nothing. You looked either side and saw your giant rounded shoulders and huge arms were stuck pressed against your torso and the door. You began to wiggle trying to push yourself forward and the terrible noise that sounded like too balloons being forcefully rubbed together rung out with every movement you made. After 15 minutes of struggling you finally slipped through to the other side. Figuring out the noise was coming from the giant parts of your body rubbing together you stepped in front of the mirror.

You looked at the freakishly ballooned out proportions of your body and smiled. The fizzing feeling began in your stomach one again and you smiled striking a pose, the fizzling in your stomach quickly turned to gurgling as your face grimaced uncomfortably and you dropped the pose grabbing your stomach from both sides. You stomached began to audibly groan and you heard a large gurgling sound and felt a sensation flew up inside you.

"BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRPPPPPP"

before you had to make an effort to force a burp out but this time the pressured forced your mouth open on its own and you let out the loudest belch of your life. You slimed and let out a small chuckle but it was quickly cut off by another belch.

"buurpp"

"uuurrpp"

"BUURRRRRPPPPPP"

*hic* "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrpppppppppp"

You felt another one coming and you pressed the tounge to the roof of your mouth trying to stop it, you swollowed the pressure and to your surprise it worked.

Your gut let out an awful groan as you watched your abs distort and force themselves outwards. You felt a terrible stretching sensation as you watched you abs push out into what looked like a roid gut. *glug, glug, glug*

there was a moment of silence as you rubbed your abs

"aww, man, ahh.." you felt the discomfort get worse and worse

"aw fu- UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRPPPPPPPPPPP"

You couldn't stop, like you body was trying to catch up on releasing the extra pressure you forced yourself to hold. Finally it slowed down back to how it was, just in time for you to notice the worst stench of sweat and body odour starting to radiate from your arms pits.

The memories from the past few days came back and you looked in the mirror with a mix of extreme embarassessment and extreme horniness at the freakly huge belching muscle slob you transformed yourself into.

Hope you like it big guy.

#male transformation #muscle #muscle transformation #male tf #tf story #transformation #gay transformation #reality change #musk

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meticulous-tendencies · 1 year

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lats were juicy today

#lats #workout #back muscles #body progress #mirror selfie #fitness journey #gym diary #fitblr #gym life #fitness diary #flex

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landofadonises · 3 months

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The University - The Jocks; Trevor

The man of the hour. The massive man of the hour.

Whatever you wanted to call him... the star athlete, the pack alpha, the leader of the jocks... all the names shared one same concept: Trevor was the biggest and the best of them all, and if he wanted attention, he got attention.

It was easy to tell when he was coming--his enormity always announced his approach. At almost 14 feet tall and easily over 1100 pounds of raw, unadulterated beef, his massive 29-inch-long, size 68 feet, powered forward by his thick, monstrous legs, would slap loudly against the linoleum hall floors, leaving heat footprints that'd make Sasquatch shake. You'd hear the slamming of metal, indentations in the door frames from where Trevor simply didn't care about one of his huge shoulders colliding with the frame as he ducked through.

Clothing might as well have been randomly generated, because Trevor always picked out some clothes in the morning, and depending on just how insane of a pump he got to that day, or if he just grew period, whatever ripped off of him wouldn't be replaced. If you had a nickel for every time Trevor walked into a class completely naked, his unrealistically gigantic python and cantaloupe-sized balls slapping against his thighs as he ripped a bench out from the hallway and slammed it down in the classroom to have somewhere to sit... if you're being honest, you'd have 37 nickels, because you're keeping count in your journal along with all your polaroid pictures you snap. Trevor doesn't just love the attention--he expects it. You've become a kind of record-keeper for his progresses.

This was one of your favorite pictures, though, and a pretty recent one at that. You think that Trevor somehow managed to have a shirt still by lunch because he had broken the campus gym's cable machine the day prior, so he must've skipped his chest and only focused on arms and legs. Normally those pecs would bust a shirt wide open, but the image of him still having one was almost more fascinating at this point. He was patient with the novice touches of the guys in the hall, allowing them to grope and feel at his huge lats, his pec insertions, his biceps, the deep wells of his armpits. His manspread was one of the hottest things about him. He'd always seemingly just sit himself down in a spot, start flexing, and without fail, hordes of guys would just come up and start grabbing at him. He'd reward the most fervent one with a grab to the back of the head, shoving him into his flesh, edging toward the brink of suffocation in the hot, sweaty man-meat.

#hypermuscle #supertall #theuniversity #thejocks #plausiblesizedifference

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her-reidiance · 1 month

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I know I post a lot of selfies these days

But genuinely I'm just thrilled at my workout progress.

Like, the visible oblique cuts. The trapezius (back) muscle showing up so visibly. The lats (underarm) noticeably curving outward in these shots. The deltoid (shoulder) dimple!

I may not be the conventionally attractive ultra femme a part of me wishes I were. But I think you can agree... it's for the better!

#Rei's face #Selfies #Muscles #Lesbian #Trans #Fit girl #Flexing #As always you are welcome to use these as art reference.#Just please tag me so I can see your creation.#DMs OK #Fuck optimal posting hours real ones will see this no matter when it went up

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pumperpup · 12 days

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As Marcus began his climb early one crisp morning, there was a palpable energy in the air, as if the mountain itself was alive with ancient power. With each segment of the climb, something remarkable started to happen. His muscles began to swell, subtly at first, but with increasing prominence as he progressed. The physical demands of the climb acted as a catalyst, triggering a metamorphosis that Marcus could both see and feel.

With every ledge he pulled himself over and every boulder he maneuvered around, his shoulders broadened and his chest expanded. His arms, initially struggling to find grip on the rocky surface, grew thicker and more powerful with each hour that passed. The sensation was surreal—like feeling a slow pump that never ebbed away, each muscle fiber tingling with growth and energy.

Halfway up the mountain, Marcus's transformation was undeniable. His climbing gear strained against his enlarging physique, the fabric stretching over his rapidly expanding chest and arms. He felt a surge of strength that was exhilarating; each movement was more powerful than the last. His once-average body now resembled that of a seasoned bodybuilder, each new muscle sharply defined against the mountainous backdrop.

As he neared the summit, Marcus's growth reached a staggering climax. His silhouette against the sky was Herculean, his muscles now gargantuan. His lats flared like the wings of an eagle, his arms and chest so pronounced that they seemed sculpted from the mountain itself. Climbing had become almost effortless, as if his body was made for this, for turning the impossible into the achievable.

Reaching the summit, Marcus stood in awe—not just of the view, but of himself. He raised his arms above his head in a victorious flex, muscles rippling, a living monument to human potential. The experience was transformative, both physically and spiritually. He felt as though he had tapped into a raw, primal force, a secret of the mountain that gave him strength beyond measure.

#ai generated #ai #body expansion #musclegrowth #muscles #male muscle growth #ai muscle growth #muscle growth story #muscle inflation #muscle expansion

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