(This is a gender swapped version of another branch of this
interactive. Not trying to rip anyone off, I just like FMG.)
Grace walked down the street after her workout. Her muscles ached all
over, but it was worth it. She was getting beefier by the day, and
loved every second of it. She was 21, with short cut dirty blonde
hair. She had a youthful look to her face, but her body was something
else. She was 5'10", tipping the scales at 150 pounds. She had solid
muscles all over, but her pecs, ass, and arms had great development,
especially for a woman.
She had been working out for the past few years in an attempt to get
big, and it was beginning to look like she was going to make it, but
she was getting so sore after her workouts it was getting hard to keep
going. As she walked her aching bod past a store, she looked in.
Ointments... tons of them. Maybe they had something for muscle aches.
The store smelled funny, probably because of the inscence burning.
Grace walked around aimlessly, when a little old man came behind her,
speaking something quickly in Mandarin. Grace turned around, and the
little man squinted. He spoke in English now "Oh, very sorry young
lady. I thought you were one of the neighborhood children coming in on
a dare." He laughed. "Are you looking for something in particular?".
Grace grinned and put her hand out for the old man to shake. "Well,
I'm Grace, sir. I'm looking for something to help with muscle aches.
I'm looking to get big, but muscle pain is keeping me from
exercising."
The old man smirked back and shook Grace's hand. "You're a very polite
girl, but you do not need to call me sir. You can call me grandfather
Yuan. Or just Mister Yuan if that suits you better. Follow me, Grace,
I think I have just the thing for you."
Mr. Yuan plodded back into the shelves in the darkness, and Grace
followed closely behind, reading the jars she could. In a few moments,
Mr. Yuan stopped and grasped a heavy jar of a blue-hued cream, and
passed it to Grace. "This should be perfect, I think. Usually popular
among young men, but it should do fine for you." Grace looked it over.
It was worth a shot. "How much, Mr. Yuan?" She said as he rooted
through her bag for her wallet. "Nothing!" He chuckled. "It was
refreshing to meet such a polite young person in this day and age.
Just promise me you'll come back to visit!" Grace agreed. If this
stuff was any good, she'd definitely come visit. There was something
peculiar about Mr. Yuan that made Grace want to know more about the
shop.
The two talked for a while before Grace went home, eager to try the
cream. Her muscles ached sorely, and she wanted relief. When she got
back to her apartment, she stripped down, and did what the english
instructions Mr. Yuan wrote for her said. She applied the cream over
every inch of her body and rubbed it in. It was cold at first, but
felt good. It was late, so Grace decided to go to bed, and see how her
muscles felt in the morning.
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Grace rubbed her eyes open before her alarm went off. She sighed in
relief... her muscles didn't ache one bit! That cream was fantastic!
As she pulled herself out of bed, she felt a little strange. She
looked down and gasped...