roselalarge: buttexpansioncaps: Going to the gym had been a great idea. Strictly speaking, she hadn&
roselalarge: buttexpansioncaps: Going to the gym had been a great idea. Strictly speaking, she hadn’t lost any weight though, over the course of a year. Even though she was working out six days a week! It had just, well, redistributed itself. Gone were her days of large-size T-shirts, but in their place, she was straining 2XL leggings, and it might be time for an upgrade soon. Her torso was slim, fit, her arms flexing with not-unimpressive muscle, her stomach flat.But her legs were cartoonish. She flexed massive tree-trunk thighs through sets of squats. She jiggled and wobbled her way through hours of cardio. She tried not to do good-mornings when the gym was full–someone had fainted. Her pear shape was on its way from sensuous to awe-inspiring, and no matter how well she counted her calories or how dutifully she did her exercises, it seemed hellbent on increasing to ever-more-ridiculous sizes. She’d heard some of the biggest guys in her gym joke about their goals of not being able to fit through doors. Before long, it was going to be a genuine concern for her.At the same time though, it felt amazing. Every repositioned ounce felt amazing. Every outgrown pair of panties, hole-filled set of leggings and jeans that simply refused to raise past mid-thigh felt like a badge of honor. She had earned her new body, even if it wasn’t what she’d set out for. She’d happily take it, the dominance and power of her massive legs, the constant, feminine wobble of her cheeks in whatever she managed to cram them into that day. She felt big, but feeling big like this felt good.((Morph provided by the artist formerly known as BiggerBubbles/TheBootyExpansion, who’s now going by PlumpBubbles. :) )) Mood. -- source link