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This sequence of images is posted with the permission of www.deviantart.com/dr3amrun . The story below is mine:

Lisa was a chemistry-biology double major in college and graduated as valedictorian. She immediately moved on the graduate school, where her professors were equally impressed with her work. She earned a PhD with a groundbreaking paper exploring the effect of non-steroidal biopharmaceutical treatments on human skeletal-musculature.

Major sports leagues and franchises learned about the paper and were immediately interested in its application to sports health and, while no one said it out loud, performance enhancement. Lisa was flooded with offers for research funding and soon found herself set up with a full lab, large research budget, and generous stipend.

Contrary to the stereotype, Lisa was neither nerdy nor unattractive. She had long, silky dark hair and a toned, fit body thanks to a regular exercise regimen. It was her interest in fitness that led her into her field of scientific study.

Within just a few months of opening her lab, she had developed a combination of chemical pills and biologic infusions that Lisa was convinced would increase the strength and muscle-building effects from exercise by a factor of ten. It was a world-altering formula, and she knew it.

If Lisa reported her findings, she knew others would grab control of the research away from her. And the legal process of patents and regulatory approval would take years. So she made a fateful choice and began administering the treatments to herself.

Within a week, Lisa gained more muscular definition and size, and more than doubled the amount of weight she was lifting. Similar progress continued through a second week and after three she was as big as a professional bodybuilder and was curling an amazing two hundred pounds. Lisa was very pleased both with her scientific breakthrough and with her physique. She decided to continue her experiment.

After a month of the treatment and regular weightlifting, Lisa’s muscles had outgrown her wardrobe. Her abs in particular has developed deep, rippling cuts in the past week and she loved looking at them and rubbing her hands along the rock-hard contours of her mid-section.

As Lisa entered the second month, she decided to double the dosage. In response her body exploded with strength and power. Her biceps peaked like mountains and her lats and shoulders spread to inhuman proportions. And Lisa’s quads throbbed as she squatted a ton on just one leg, then the other. Her lab notes had become increasingly incoherent as her scientific mind was overwhelmed by muscle lust.

At the end of the second month, Lisa re-doubled the dosage and entered super-human strength levels. Her pecs inflated, dwarfing her breasts as she bench-pressed three tons without difficulty. Having outgrown the weights in the local gym, she wandered the neighborhood looking for ways to test and exercise her muscles. With one hand she plucked a stop sign out of the ground, leaving the concrete cracked and broken. She lifted cars over her head and crushed stones in her bare hands.

By the end of three months, Lisa had left her humanity behind. Her physique and strength surpassed human limits. As she roamed the city, the cars she once lifted for exercise she now tossed a mile into the air. Instead of traffic signs, she uprooted large trees. The National Guard rolled in a tank to try to stop her. The shells from the main turret gun bounced harmlessly off her massive, invulnerable chest. And as they continued firing, she calmly walked up to the tank and crushed it into a mangled wreck of steel with her impossibly huge arms. Then she let out a roar and flexed her bicep into a 47 inch mountain of unstoppable power and sinew.

Description
This sequence of images is posted with the permission of www.deviantart.com/dr3amrun . The story below is mine:

Lisa was a chemistry-biology double major in college and graduated as valedictorian. She immediately moved on the graduate school, where her professors were equally impressed with her work. She earned a PhD with a groundbreaking paper exploring the effect of non-steroidal biopharmaceutical treatments on human skeletal-musculature.

Major sports leagues and franchises learned about the paper and were immediately interested in its application to sports health and, while no one said it out loud, performance enhancement. Lisa was flooded with offers for research funding and soon found herself set up with a full lab, large research budget, and generous stipend.

Contrary to the stereotype, Lisa was neither nerdy nor unattractive. She had long, silky dark hair and a toned, fit body thanks to a regular exercise regimen. It was her interest in fitness that led her into her field of scientific study.

Within just a few months of opening her lab, she had developed a combination of chemical pills and biologic infusions that Lisa was convinced would increase the strength and muscle-building effects from exercise by a factor of ten. It was a world-altering formula, and she knew it.

If Lisa reported her findings, she knew others would grab control of the research away from her. And the legal process of patents and regulatory approval would take years. So she made a fateful choice and began administering the treatments to herself.

Within a week, Lisa gained more muscular definition and size, and more than doubled the amount of weight she was lifting. Similar progress continued through a second week and after three she was as big as a professional bodybuilder and was curling an amazing two hundred pounds. Lisa was very pleased both with her scientific breakthrough and with her physique. She decided to continue her experiment.

After a month of the treatment and regular weightlifting, Lisa’s muscles had outgrown her wardrobe. Her abs in particular has developed deep, rippling cuts in the past week and she loved looking at them and rubbing her hands along the rock-hard contours of her mid-section.

As Lisa entered the second month, she decided to double the dosage. In response her body exploded with strength and power. Her biceps peaked like mountains and her lats and shoulders spread to inhuman proportions. And Lisa’s quads throbbed as she squatted a ton on just one leg, then the other. Her lab notes had become increasingly incoherent as her scientific mind was overwhelmed by muscle lust.

At the end of the second month, Lisa re-doubled the dosage and entered super-human strength levels. Her pecs inflated, dwarfing her breasts as she bench-pressed three tons without difficulty. Having outgrown the weights in the local gym, she wandered the neighborhood looking for ways to test and exercise her muscles. With one hand she plucked a stop sign out of the ground, leaving the concrete cracked and broken. She lifted cars over her head and crushed stones in her bare hands.

By the end of three months, Lisa had left her humanity behind. Her physique and strength surpassed human limits. As she roamed the city, the cars she once lifted for exercise she now tossed a mile into the air. Instead of traffic signs, she uprooted large trees. The National Guard rolled in a tank to try to stop her. The shells from the main turret gun bounced harmlessly off her massive, invulnerable chest. And as they continued firing, she calmly walked up to the tank and crushed it into a mangled wreck of steel with her impossibly huge arms. Then she let out a roar and flexed her bicep into a 47 inch mountain of unstoppable power and sinew.