Progression Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Progression Ch. 01

... pushing the sensation down under heel.

"I miss you too, mom. When I get enough experience here, I hope to find a job closer to home."

"That would be nice. Anyway, I've gotta run. Carol's taking me out for lunch," she said, Carol being her older sister."I'll talk to you later."

"Okay. Have fun. Love you."

"I love you too, sweetie."

Rory pulled up another tab while setting his cell down, determined to make this work, and began the arduous journey to learning about muscle building and proper diet.

**

One Year Later

Rory chuckled as he struck various exaggerated poses in front of his bathroom mirror without an ounce of shame, a total one eighty than when he had taken his first before pics many, many moons ago.

Following that fruitful conversation with his mom over a year ago, the two had fallen into an easy routine: go over their plans and goals for the month, check in once a week with their accomplishments and setbacks, encourage one another and trade progress pics at the end of the month. And since today was the end of the month, he was doing his due diligence and having a little fun with it.

Back then, he'd been embarrassed to see how skinny he really was in a simple tank top and shorts, his short, ratty hair not helping matters in making him look more than a mousy kid. It had really helped solidify for him that he needed to make a change, and he was so glad that he had.

The clingy tank top that he wore now showed off the ridges of his pecs ...

... and the trim shape of his waistline, leaving his arms bare to show off his biceps as well as his tan. His improved diet had helped him pick up some much needed weight, his favored exercises fine tuning any extra pounds into sleek muscle that had landed him many a date (nothing long term, unfortunately, but he wasn't exactly looking forthe one). He glowed with youthful energy and felt like the epitome of health, the culmination of everything leading him into evolving his wardrobe and letting his hair grow out to accentuate his piercing blue eyes.

Sometimes he couldn't believe that the person smiling back was actually him, no longer skin and bones but appropriately bulked up with still lots of room to grow, room that he was more than eager to fill out. Flexing an arm while smooching his bicep, Rory rapidly tapped his thumb against his phone, taking a series of snaps before straightening up, satisfied.

"That should do it..."

Photo shoot done, Rory began sorting through the dozens of pics he had taken, aware that he'd gone a bit overboard but not actually caring. As he did so, his mom shot him a text, apologizing for running late and that her yoga class had run a little behind. His lips quirked as he told her not to worry and that he was still deciding which picture to send in for their exchange. She sent a thumbs up, adding that she planned on taking one before hopping in the shower, as she was still wearing her gear.

Rory took a breath and let it out slowly, his mind ...