"Aww, thanks babe." Sam replied as she gave me a hug. I was a little surprised when she called me babe but also thought it was kind of hot. Her newfound strength was also crushing me and I could not breathe. "Ugh... Sam..." I try to speak but can't with her crushing muscles. "Oops sorry," she eases off on crushing me but is still giving a comfortable hug, "you may be about half a foot taller than me but I can easily beat your ass," she teases me while looking up at me and smirking. "Say, why don't we go pick out some new clothes, I think I may be outgrowing these from all that bodybuilding I've been doing."
All I can do is nod my head and just follow Sam as she bolts around the store. Her body mesmerizes me, every muscle extremely tight and toned. I can see every detail in Sam's thunderous calves and thighs. Her exercise shorts ride up nicely near her giant butt, big enough for fit one cheek in both hands. Her shirt has also been essentially shrink-wraped to her skin. I can see a clear 8 pack showing as well as modest sized boobs that are around the same size as her butt and has zero sag from how tight her chest muscles are.
After a few minutes of searching, Sam spots a pair of leggings up on a high shelf just out of her reach. She tries to jump up and reach it but her short stature stops her from doing so. "Damn, for as powerful as she is, this must be super embarrassing. I think she would've already beat me up if she wanted to so maybe it wouldn't hurt to make her more my height, would it?" I begin to imagine what Sam would look like if she were my height. Us making out without me needing to lean down or her stand on her toes sounded nice. Also holding hands wouldn't be so awkward for her if she didn't have to hold her hand up so high to reach mine. As I'm thinking this, a slight midriff begins to form around her waist. In no time I can see her bellybutton poking through along with a couple of her rock hard abs. Once she starts getting around my height, she's finally able to grab the leggings and looks over to see my smiling at her. "Hey Pete, what do you think of these leggings?" She asks me. "They look pretty nice, but I think you might need some a tad big larger." She looks down at her exposed midriff and smiles. Then she looks back at the shelf, moving further down the alley, and picks out a pair of leggings that could easily fit a basketball sized butt and legs that were nearly 4 feet tall. It's way too big for her but she says, "is this big enough?" "Umm...," I'm speechless, but before I can object Sam says "great! Let's go try them on."
Sam grabs my hand and pulls me to the dressing room. As soon as the door closes she says seductively, "alright buddy, no peeking." I close my eyes thought to myself, "muscles on Sam are hot, but those leggings have me thinking..." "Alright, what do you think," Sam says. I open my eyes and see Sam hasn't really changed much, the leggings are dragging on the floor and there's lots of wrinkles near the butt area. "Sam, you've got great legs and all but I think these leggings need some legs with a bit more thickness to them."