Globetrotting Goddess (Paid Post #3) (Patreon)

Monica had been the best housewife ever, cleaning up after her husband all day used to bring her joy, but lately she's been craving somethin

Monica had been the best housewife ever, cleaning up after her husband all day used to bring her joy, but lately she's been craving something more. The look of pure foodgasm when he ate her meals would always bring a smile to her face, but now things were different. She still loved her husband with all her heart, but she noticed that she wasn't giving herself enough love. All of her attention was spent making him happy and not enough on making her happy.

She was scrolling though Instagram one day and saw all of her neighborhood lady friends living their best life in Bali or Cuba, and she realized she wanted that too. But her husband never made enough or had enough time for a vacation. Then she saw her one friend Sandra flashing an expensive new car with the hashtag #completelyselfbought. She had to know how she made that much, maybe if Monica brought in the cash, she could go globetrotting like all her friends. She texted Sandra and asked how she made so much.

Sandra was quick to tell her about a new job, personal training! Monica slumped in the bed, She would never be a professional personal trainer, look at her, She was the lumpiest woman on the block, if not the planet! Why would anyone want to train to look like her, no matter how much she learned, no one was going to buy anything fitness related from her flabby arms and cellulite thighs.

She messaged Sandra about her fears and this was where Sandra put on the real pitch, it wasn't just personal training, she was also selling supplements on the side. That's where the bulk of her income was coming from. Monica agreed to try some, but she wanted fast results, she needed to make money fast! Sandra knew just the thing, it was a fast acting drug, promised to grow muscle naturally. Monica was all in, she bought a bottle on the spot.

Next thing she knew there was a knock at the door, Sandra was standing there thanking her for the transaction. She explained that the pills were a bit backed up but here were three of the pills she had that should-

Before Sandra could continue Monica downed the pills all at once. Sandra's jaw hit the floor. “those...Those, those were... wow. You may want to sit down.”

“Why would I want to do that? Please come in, I have something to show you in the bedroom.”

“Yeah, maybe laying down would be better.” The women walked into Monica's bedroom and Sandra took a seat in a love seat in the corner. Monica clutched her stomach and nearly fell over. “I tried to warn you.”

Monica was on her knees at the foot of her bed, Her hair was snapping from her little hair band, and her legs were shaking as Sandra watched them stretch from her pant legs. Sandra's eyes bulged a little as she saw Monica's shoulders ballooning into her knit sweater. She was moaning and grinding as her body was swelling with firm muscle.

Monica moaned as her quads popped, exploded, and firmed themselves into her jeans. She stood up nearly 2 feet taller, her breathing erratic, arms shaking, sweat dripping from her face, her breasts making her knit sweater so tight that it was hard to breathe, so she ripped it, Monica, the once weak little housewife took her python like arms and tore the sweater to pieces as easily as you would shred a wet paper sack. She composed herself after a few moments. “Wow,” Sandra said, “Look at you! I don't think you need to worry about your personal training sales with a body like that!”

Monica finally smiled, this was her ticket, she was well on her way to being a globe trotting goddess, even if she may need to fly business class at the very least to accommodate her new size.