Mandy was breathing hard and her skin glistened with sweat. She’d got a good pump on. Max was on the sideboard doing laps. It was sweet to see him still working out so hard even as the shrinking virus was taking his size away by the day.
“Time’s up short stuff, lets get a shower.” She said, leaning over him.
“One more lap!” He called up, and she smiled as he sprinted the length of the sideboard before collapsing.
“That’s my boy.” Mandy said, reaching down and plucking him up in her palm. She brought him to her lips and gave his naked body a kiss, tasting the salt on his skin.
Entering the bathroom Mandy stripped her workout gear off and looked at herself in the mirror, checking out her biceps and abs with the overhead light on. It was unreal. In the year since she had started to swell, she had gained six inches in height, but had also gone from being a petite five two, to being a solid beefcake. She was ripped, and her breasts stood proudly from her chest like a shelf. With the swelling virus, the muscle mass wasn’t a given, you had to work for it. She’d worked hard, picking up max’s workout routine as he dwindled away. It didn’t seem fair, but he was one of the 65% of males globally who had started to shrink, and there was no known cure.
“Ok babe, we’re going to make a video.” Mandy said, as she deposited Max onto her shoulder and picked up her phone. She raised her arm up into a bicep pose. “Now walk along my arm.”
This was harder than it looked with her skin slippery with sweat but max managed it. As he reached the middle of her bicep he struck a double bicep pose himself, flashing a smile for the camera. Mandy smirked and flexed, the sudden rise the muscle beneath Max threw him off balance and he staggered for a few moments before falling and clutching onto the hill of solid flesh.
“Cute babe. Now lets get in the shower, I want you to wash that special spot in the way you do so well.”
*alt angles also have a WIP where Max is half the height.