Maria and Eduarda - Chapter 2 (Patreon)

• This is nuts. - Maria said, looking at the ocean. 

She was living in Florida, studying on a scholarship, but now as she needed to come back, she knew she couldn’t just wait for the next plane. Flying wouldn’t get her to Duda in time. But what she figured she could do was…

• Okay, Maria. You crunched the numbers, you did the math! - She told herself, pacing down the beach. - You CAN do this. Theoretically.

As Maria looked at the sun, she knew she was facing the right way. She left her phone at home and bought a burner, just in case. She had seen enough superhero movies to know she was too easy to track with her own phone.

• Okay, Okay… I gotta do this. Just a bit. Just… Try. Try, Maria, just try! - She talked herself up, jumping to loosen her body. - Okay… Here goes...

Maria looked around and found a spot that had fewer people. She had only a bikini top and jeans shorts on, and kept her figure skinny and innocent-looking. When she finally decided mostly no one was looking at her, she bent down into a runner’s stance, pumped up to her full muscles and ran into the sea.

Before she could realize, she was in the open ocean. Running at full speed on top of the water.

• Wow… Okay, this works. Haha! - She acknowledged as her incredibly strong legs kept moving at unbelievable speed.

She saw the world around her like it was in slow motion, as her speed was such that she blew past still waves, clouds, birds and even jumping fish! Everything barely moved as Maria dashed past them, and what really gave her a chill was that she was not running as fast as she could! Still, she took a left and kept her velocity and in a few seconds she reached South America, so she made a detour and sprinted past along the shore at a safe distance. In no time she reached what she had seen was the harbor of Santos, and so she ran past it and stopped near the Guarujá beach. She stopped, her heart racing, as she realized she had covered thousands of miles in minutes… running.

• Okay… this was nuts. - She said, chuckling. Just now she noticed how people were staring at her. - Shit. - She cursed as she realized she had remained incredibly muscular and curvy, and there were a couple of bystanders that began to notice her unbelievably huge and sexy physique.

Although she was liking the looks that people gave her, she knew she had to get out of sight quickly. Maria pretended to be stretching and preparing to jog - barefoot, but whatever - and she realized not only was her body super powerful, but also very malleable. She effortlessly made a split and she could do any and all stretching exercises she wanted. She managed to not dwell on it enough so that people would pull out their phones, and she controlled herself enough to start a jog.

During her run, she could not find a place to fully return to her previous form. So she had an idea. As she ran, with each 10th step, she would shrink down just a bit. That way, people wouldn’t really notice it.

It worked. After turning a few corners, she was back to her normal self… only her bikini top and shorts were too loose for her original size, being stretched by her growth, and so she had to keep her big breasts, perky, full ass and thick thighs to keep them on her.

• Well… at least I look somewhat normal. - She said, slowing down to a walk as she was still being gawked at by men and most women due to her ridiculously hot curves. - Now...

She pulled out the burner phone that had somehow remained in her back pocket and called Duda. She answered quickly again.

• Sis! Where are you? Did you get the boat? - Maria asked.
• Boat? No, I’m down here. Open up.
• Down here… where? Brasil?
• No, genius, I’m at the door to your building. Open up!
• Wha… How… 
• Ugh - Maria said, impatient. - Just do it.
• Okay, okay… geez.

Maria heard a buzz and pushed the unlocked door. She climbed up the stairs and knocked on the door to her apartment.

• Maria… - Duda said from behind the door. - You promise not to… freak out?
• I think I know what’s on your mind and no, I won’t freak out. - Maria said as she released her control over her body and let it grow to her muscular size again.
• Okay.

Duda opened the door. Both the girls looked at each other wide eyed.

Maria was expecting Duda to be buff, but she was more built like a perfect blend of a pornstar and a bodybuilder. Her muscles were huge, but slender, and each led to a different one as if directing one’s eye to her incredible assets. Her breasts were a bit smaller than Maria’s, but her ass was bigger and her legs looked a bit thicker too, but then again she was a few inches taller. Even though she didn’t want to admit it, Maria was aroused by her sister’s amazing physique, even under a stretched shirt and very tight ripped jeans.

Duda, on the other hand, was completely stunned by Maria. Not only was her sister curvy and had the biggest knockers anyone could think of, Maria was built like the biggest bodybuilder she’d ever seen, and she looked completely natural… And, still, undeniably superior. Her muscles gave Duda the clear impression of being cut in marble, and were as intimidating as they were huge, like sleeping giants. Her arms in particular were incredible, with a clear cut down her biceps to her forearms and a huge popped vein slightly visible underneath the skin. Even though she was built similarly and was taller than her older sister, Duda was intimidated by the sheer power that seemed to emanate from her sister’s muscles.

• Wow… you look… big. - Duda said, stunned.
• I… you too! - Maria answered, trying to look a little less aroused than she was.

Duda stepped aside and Maria walked in. On the TV, the news was talking about the buildings downtown.

• Authorities are still searching for the woman who, sources say, apparently shot a rocket into the buildings. Meanwhile, efforts are still being made to locate survivors.

Duda shivered when the woman said “survivors”. Maria did too, but for different reasons.

• So… what happened? - Maria said, inquisitive.
• I… I’m not entirely… sure? - Duda said, sitting on her chair.
• What do you mean?
• I… Well, for starters, I woke up like this. And… Well, you can imagine what I did.
• You took pictures. - Maria said, unfazed.
• Well, yeah! I mean, look at this! - Duda flexed one of her arms and her biceps grew until it’s tip was touching the ceiling. Maria could do the same thing, but seeing her sister do it in front of her was still incredible. - What did you expect?
• I see… but then what happened?
• I went to the gym, as usual. I mean, a lot of people gave me weird looks, but that early in the morning there aren’t many people training. So I went to get weights… and… 
• And?
• Well.. They didn’t work.
• What do you mean “they didn’t work?”
• I mean I was to fucking strong for everything in there! I crushed a 20kg weight like it was made of play dough!
• I… I figured you could do that. - Maria still found really hot the idea that Eduarda could do such a feat. - But what made that? - She pointed at the muted TV.
• I… I got frustrated. I put about 2 Tons in a bar and… - Duda shivered again. - And I could lift it with my pinky like it was nothing. So… I kind… Flicked it.
• You FLICKED 2 Tons through 2 buildings?
• Technically 3, ‘cause it went through the gym. - Duda said, sounding a bit proud of herself. - But… yeah.
• Okay… - Maria took a moment to process that. True, she had lifted a house and thrown it into orbit, but still… a flick?? - So… what then?
• I ran, duh! I ran here. And I ate a whole pot of ice cream and debated if I should call you for an hour.
• Got it… So, nobody knows that YOU did it?
• I mean… a couple of people know. At the gym, they saw me lift those huge weights like nothing. But I don’t think they’ll believe them. You heard it yourself, they said it was a rocket.
• Yeah… That’s good, but they’ll still look for you. We gotta get outta here.
• How? Maria, do you know what the hell is going on with us?
• No, but I have a plan to buy us some time until we figure out what this… power, is.

Duda bit her nails a bit, but nodded.

• Okay… so what do we do?