Building up a sweat

After showering and recovering from her hangover, Angel decided to go do her usual workout routine. She changed out of her casual clothes into a white t-shirt and some black gym shorts. She tied up her brown hair into a ponytail before searching for her towel. She searched the closet to find the new white towel she bought, only to find out it was missing. She searched the backroom thinking that her brother probably mistook it for a hand towel. Sure enough, it was hanging up in the bathroom as she thought. She grabbed it as she gathered up a change of clothes and anything else she would’ve needed for her workout before she left the house and drove to the gym.

On the way there, Angel thought about her little problem. Despite her mother’s insistence to stop drinking, Angel could never bring herself to do so. She loved the buzzing sensation she had to work her way up to, and she craved the feeling of freedom and euphoria she had when she was completely drunk. The only thing that came close to it was doing ****, but she knew her mother wouldn’t hesitate to kick her out if she started doing ****. Plus, they were much harder to obtain than simple ****. These thoughts filled her mind as she arrived at the gym.

Angel walked inside the gym and waved to the receptionist as she made her way over to the floor mats. She always used this area to stretch and do some simple exercises before she did any serious workouts. After stretching, she looked at the full-body mirror in the area. Honestly, she was a little disappointed in what she saw. Despite working out for the past few months, she didn’t have the muscular, fit body she was looking for. She looked slim, but she didn’t have the toned figure that could turn heads. The worst part about it was her stomach. She still had a slight gut, no doubt from her excessive drinking habits. However, there were still some parts of her body that she liked. She did like her thick thighs and her relatively huge ass, but she honestly wished it was bigger. Not just to make it easier to attract attention to herself, but because she wanted to feel sexier. She sighed as she decided to put her all into today’s training.

She started lifting some weights trying to build up her upper body strength. Unfortunately, the gym’s air conditioner seemed to be broken, so it wasn’t long until the exercise and the heat **** her to become a sweaty mess. She grabbed her towel and wiped the sweat off her face and arms before going back to do another set of reps. Angel continued to lift weights as her muscles were breaking down and reforming at an inhuman speed. Angel didn’t notice as her slim arm began to take on that toned look that she had been seeking. She took another gulp of water before wiping the sweat from her body once again.

She decided to work on her legs next as she hopped onto the treadmill. She started running at a steady pace before gradually increasing her speed more and more as time passed. Her small gut quickly flattened, and her waist began to shrink as her hips slightly widened. After she gained her thin waist, her flat stomach morphed to become well-defined abs as she continued running. Angel was completely focused on doing the best she could as she once again wiped that towel all over her face and armpits. Her legs were the next to change. The muscles in them were strengthened and became much stronger, making her run much easier.

Angel eventually stopped running and took a break on a nearby bench to catch her breath. She drank more water as she rubbed the towel all over her body, trying to wipe away as much sweat as she could. Angel still had one more exercise she wanted to do before she called it quits for the day as she tiredly stood straight up. The last exercise she was doing for the day was focused solely on improving her ass. She stuck her arms out in front of her as she bent her knees to perform her first squat of the day. After each squat, her ass expanded as more and more fat was pushed into it. Her ass shifted to become perfectly round and took on a shape even models would envy as she continued to do her squats. All the while, her ass was also changing to become extremely soft and pleasurable to the touch. Unknown to Angel, she now had her very own huge, sexy bubble butt.

Angel stopped exercising and walked over to the full body mirror with her towel on her shoulder expecting nothing to be different but was shocked at the results. She stared at her reflection thinking that she was in a dream as she flexed her perfectly sculpted muscles. Angel could barely believe that the dynamite body she was looking at in the mirror was hers. She turned and slapped her ass to make sure she wasn’t dreaming. She felt the pain, so she assumed that this was reality despite being surprised at how soft her ass was. She had to share her gains with the world, so she took out her phone and snapped a picture. She posted it on Chatter with a simple message attached to it as she left the gym and made her way home.

…

After Darren arrived home, he saw that his mother was already home and sitting at the table doing work. He briefly waved at her with a smile on his face as he went to his room and started messing around on his phone. Eventually, he came across a picture of his sister after her workout. He knew his sister better than anyone else, and she was not that fit or sexy last night when he was pulling her to her bed. Everyone around him seemed different in some way, shape, or form, and he couldn’t put his finger on why it was happening. His gaze locked onto the towel over her shoulder as he came to a realization. He ran to the bathroom, only to see that the white towel was gone. Darren facepalmed realizing that she was using a towel that was soaked in his semen.

Now that he thought about it, everyone only started acting weird after he had sex with Claire. Beatrice only seemed obsessed with his existence after Claire rubbed his semen over her chair. Darren wondered if that was it. Was it his semen that changed them? It would explain why Claire seems so eager to have sex with him and why his sister is so much hotter than before. He did think that his sister would be much better if her workout produced results, so he wondered if his new power simply made that a reality.

His semen must be able to change them both physically and mentally. He didn’t think it altered people’s perceptions or reality since Claire was able to notice Beatrice acting weird, and the responses to his sister’s posts also suggest otherwise. He wondered if he could control what was being changed. While he did like everything that was happening so far, he wouldn’t mind having more control over it.

If he was going to try to control it, then he needed a test subject. He needed someone close to him so that he would immediately be able to see the results and determine if it worked. Unfortunately, his very observant mother was awake, so it was practically impossible for him to do anything to her or her stuff right now without her noticing. That only left his sister as an option since she conveniently wasn’t home. He hoped she wasn’t trying to get drunk again. That was something about her that he wished would change. Darren wondered why he was even worrying about it when he could just try to change her to stop being a drunkard.

He walked into her room and searched around the room for something that his sister was guaranteed to use relatively soon. He opened her drawer to see a bunch of her panties, socks, and various other miscellaneous items scattered all over the drawer. He thought about spreading his semen on one of them, but there was no guarantee she would pick the one he wanted. He closed the drawer as he looked around the room for any other options as his gaze landed on the bed. Of course, her bed was the perfect place to leave his semen since she used it pretty much every day even when she was dead drunk.

He undressed and started stroking his cock. He thought about his sister changing from her previous average body into a supermodel figure. He grabbed his phone and stared at her new more athletic body. She should put that body to good use by serving him. She would get on her knees and beg to suck him off. Darren needed to get rid of her awful drinking problem though. It was an addiction that needed to be changed. Darren figured that she might as well crave sucking his cock and drinking his semen. It would be much easier to change her in the future if it worked. He imagined her thought process changing from the urge to drink **** to one of drinking semen. Angel would practically be obsessed with sucking his cock to get the slightest drop of semen. She would do anything he said to get it. Nothing is off-limits.

He stroked his cock even faster as he imagined her lips on his cock while she happily sucked on it. She moaned in pleasure just by having her lips touch his cock as she continued bobbing her head up and down his cock. If she was going to be his exclusive cock sucker, then she would need plump, luscious lips like Beatrice. It was easy to imagine the sensation of having his cock sucked since he just experienced it not too long ago. He let the pleasure continue to build up more and more as he thought about his dream of making his mother his personal hot maid. Just imagining that sexier maid version of his mother was enough to make him cum all over her pillow. Spray after spray of semen landed on her pillow as he continued to cum. He breathed a sigh of relief as he slowly stopped cumming. Darren looked down at the pillow to see it soaked in his semen. He seemed to cum a lot more than before as he looked down at his still-hard cock seemingly eager to go again. He spread his semen, so it covered the entire pillow as he thought about maybe doing it again. He didn’t have time to dwell on these thoughts as he heard his mother’s voice.

“DARREN, COME HERE!”