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Mother Knows Best Rebirth – Chapter 8
By MagnusMagneto
Special thanks to Ritualist
1.) The Morning After Chapter 7
Tara lay naked on the master bedroom’s ultra king size bed. It was scientifically calibrated to be the most comfortable possible mattress possible, implementing memory foam among other things. Tara hated to admit it, but she had grown fairly accustomed to its comfort, and dreaded the thought of returning to her former bed. Then again, she wasn’t sure how it would be possible to, considering the extreme amount of growth she had undergone. Hopefully I can find a way to scrounge together the money to buy something big enough for me, and nearly as nice as this. She thought to herself.
It was a little after 4 AM, but Tara was already wide awake. Despite having only slept for a few hours, her body was fully rested – already stronger and better than the day prior. Estella lay atop of her, literally using Tara’s outrageous lats as a pillow. Certainly not a position the larger woman envisioned Estella would take, but still cute nonetheless.
Tara’s mind drifted to the thought of money. She had come this far, built a body this powerful, with a mind similarly strong to boot; though it was almost entirely on her brother’s dime – Tara herself was still fairly broke. She knew that once this vacation came to its close, she’d need to find a way to earn a considerably larger income. At the very least, the cost of feeding, clothing, and further improving her body would drastically increase their budget. In the past she managed to consistently stretch $150 – $200 for a month’s groceries between herself and Cory, but her new body consumed so many more calories that number would have to at least double, if not triple. On top of that, she had become accustomed to the healthiest ingredients and benefits from exotic foods; and whether he knew it or not, Cory had too. Tara was unsure how she could justify returning to non-organic and non-grass-fed meat for starters.
Tara next considered what returning to her old job would be like. That monotonous grind of low-wage retail work. She suppressed a belly-laugh at the thought of how her coworkers would stare at now, gawking at her amazonian form. Of course, doing her job would be even more of a cinch than ever, but it seemed — as much as she hated to admit it — beneath her now. She possessed knowledge comparable to multiple bachelor’s degrees at this point; before considering the powerful synergistic effects of combining these pools of knowledge, and the sheer speed with which she could think now.
And her body. Tara knew that whatever she did in the future, it should leverage her physique in some way. She was one of the strongest people alive – maybe already number 1. And if Estella’s ‘secret blend’ of ingredients was as potent as it seemed, she still had a great deal of growth remaining. Just how far would she go? Was there a limit to her potential? Surely at some point there would be a drop off to the practicality of growing her physique. At some point she’d be unable to scratch her back, or have a full range of motion with her arms. Still, until that became a real consideration, Tara wanted to keep going.
Then there was the issue of her family – the issue of her brother. Tara wasn’t entirely sure how she felt. There was a tinge of guilt as she thought to herself: I’ve basically stolen Terry’s summer house, and seduced his wife… But at the same time, she felt pretty bad ass about it. Of course, the fact that Estella and Terry had allegedly been unfaithful to each other helped as well. But at the same time, her entire transformation was only really feasible thanks to her brother’s generosity. It was a tricky subject. Terry had such a cruel streak, yet she was indebted to him in a lot of ways.
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The amazon finally rose as delicately as possible, careful to try and not disturb the still-slumbering Estella. She quietly put some basic workout garments on to cover her privates, which stretched across her wide, rippling muscles. Next Tara tiptoed into the living room with as much grace as her behemoth body could muster. Had she walked with full force, the floor and possibly walls, would have shook from her might.
Once in the living room, she moved to the center, sat down, and propped her entire weight up with the might of just her arms. Her horseshoe shaped triceps rippled with life, and despite the multi-hundred pound load, her arms barely felt taxed at all.
In fact, this position was so comfortable for Tara that she entered deep trance of thought. Contrary to the typical goal of meditation, to empty one’s mind, Tara intentionally thought long and hard on various topics that weighed on her soul. Chief among them was her son, Cory.
She knew that Cory was changing. Over the past month in particular, his personality had altered considerably, and even his body was beginning to slowly transform. Tara liked to believe that it was a positive change, one that would help him for the rest of his life. A change that she should have been guiding years ago, but hindsight was 20/20, and she had to what she could. But it had been a sudden, drastic evolution – for both of them. Tara worried that there might be long-term repercussions that she hadn’t thought of.
And was it really the right choice to allow Estella and Kiko to stay, train, and live with them for the rest of the summer? Tara knew they were good people – well, Kiko definitely was. Jury was still out on Estella, but she seemed generally well-intentioned. But regardless of their moral character, Tara had now allowed two attractive women into the house, both of whom were going to become even more so over the next few weeks. Both of them technically unrelated to Cory by blood. She worried that he would become attached to them. Even without her advanced knowledge of psychology, she could have effortlessly deduced that Cory felt a strong attraction to both Estella and Kiko.
Truthfully, Cory had become attracted in a sense to Tara as well. She didn’t hold this against him though. The woman she had become over the course of the summer was a far cry from what he grew up with. With her growing ability to read people based off of their body language and tone of voice, she knew that Cory still had a healthy mental block in place. Still, she worried that a fling with Kiko or even Estella was a real possibility.
Tara had to hope that Estella could employ better sense of judgment than to indulge her son’s fantasies. She could also simply continue exerting her on dominance over the blonde, making it clear that she was Tara’s and Tara’s alone. As for Kiko… Well, at the moment, Kiko didn’t seem very attracted to Cory. Still, if they both remained under the same roof, there was a strong chance that Cory might inadvertently persuade her otherwise.
Tara’s mind considered all of the possibilities regarding a Cory and Kiko relationship. Once placed on this path, her brain acted like a metaphorical Hydra, constantly sprouting new tentacles to search every crevice of the topic. Tara deeply enjoyed having these ‘thought-trains’ as she had come to mentally refer to them. She could physically feel her brain pulsate and pound, challenged by the deep and sustained exploration of a topic. It was difficult to truly measure, but she firmly believed that her mind grew more powerful from these sessions – as if her brain was a muscle that strengthened after heavy use.
If there was a true limit to Tara’s burgeoning intellect, it came in the form of creativity. Once started on a topic, she could reach myriad unique conclusions pertaining to the base concept, but it was difficult for her to form entirely new ideas. This frustrated her slightly, but also provided a sort of comfort – there was something, some small tiny thing, that Tara wasn’t evolving towards utterly dominating.
Tara shifted the entirety of her weight to a single arm. The added effort caused her circulation to increase slightly, which in turn helped her thought process even further.
During her deep analysis of Cory and Kiko’s potential relationships—each with varying degrees of severity, ranging from becoming enemies to becoming married—she came to the conclusion that the overwhelming majority had a positive effect for both of the teens’ lives. Based off of their current personalities and recent events, she suspected they would form an alliance similar to her own with Estella. The most likely outcome she predicted was Cory further developing his empathy and desire to help people, while Kiko came to grow into herself, and accept help and warmth from others more readily.
Despite her positive outlook, Tara still knew there were potential dangers – especially considering their age. As such, she would have to slightly nudge things in the right direction, shifting the course towards one positive for both of them. And the stronger Tara became, the more confident, more intelligent, more passively dominant, the easier it would be to cause this shift.
2.)
Estella woke at around 4:30 AM, much earlier than her usual rising time. She looked over at the area of the bed that Tara had formerly occupied, and already felt a longing for her amazonian lover. To merely be around Tara, to feel the immense heat radiating from her body, to know that her unfathomable strength was so close by… Estella cherished these things, despite having only become close with Tara not very long ago.
She looked down at her own naked body, as flawless and lithe as ever. Perhaps even slightly more defined from the past few days’ activities. The mere thought of her muscles growing to the size of Tara’s, or dare she think it – even larger and more powerful – drove Estella wild. With her new lover currently absent, she would have to resort to another session of self-love.
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Twenty minutes later
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Tara’s self-reflection session was interrupted by the approaching presence of Estella. With her eyes still closed, and her body continuously held by the might of a single arm, Tara greeted the blonde:
“Did I wake you?”
“Oh, am I interrupting?”
Both women spoke at the same time.
“No”
“Nah.”
They replied in unison, giggling a bit at the sheer coincidence.
Tara’s voice was just loud enough to be clearly heard by Estella, without risk of waking up the slumbering teens. Same with Estella’s.
“Well, actually, I guess you did wake me up.” Estella admitted.
“And technically you are interrupting me.” Tara added. “It’s fine though, I think I’ve gotten what I needed to out of this session. You probably do need more rest though, especially after last night…”
“Ehh, don’t worry about it. I took some T-Corp sleep enhancers last night anyways.” Estella replied.
“Sleep enhancers?”
“Yeah. They’re what they sound like. They make you sleep more deeply.”
“Why have I never heard of these before? This sounds like a product that would be wildly successful.”
“It will be. After we work out enough kinks to get past the clinical trial phase.”
“Similar to those soreness pills I tried when I first started working out?”
“Yes, exactly! Actually, I kind of want to give you some. See if they have any effect. You already seem to have super efficient sleep cycles though, so I have no clue if it would matter. Still probably worth a shot though!” Estella giggled.
The thought of another potential avenue of improvement for Tara was enticing to both ladies.
Her eyes still closed, Tara responded, “I must say I’m surprised and impressed by the breadth of inventions you have that can all improve me; and how eager you are to help me with them.”
Estella started moving towards Tara, “Well, you know me, always eager to test the limits of humanity!”
“That sounds more like my brother…”
“I get the impression you never really got to know me.” Estella replied.
As Estella drew nearer to Tara’s godlike form, she already felt the pangs of arousal building within her. Even in this relatively rested state, Tara’s body radiated power and beauty. She was, in many ways, the peak of human achievement, all of which was acquired through unending dedication, willpower, and hard work. Yet this was acquired in such a short time frame, and Estella knew there was so much more progress to be made.
“You’re becoming aroused.” Tara stated calmly, her eyes still closed.
“Yes. Lucky guess, or…?”
“Your… aura, for lack of a better term. You’re warming up considerably, radiating more body heat. Your breathing and voice patterns are a bit faster than usual. I’d wager money that your heart rate has increased, maybe some minor perspiration.”
“You’re just too good big T! You caught me.” Estella giggled.
“Big T? Please don’t call me that.” Tara replied with a tone both serious and playful.
“Oh? Why not?”
“I can’t help but imagine you calling my brother that at some point.”
Both girls broke out into soft laughter.
Estella continued striding towards Tara. “Seriously though, was that stuff all guess-work, or did you really? You know… sense an ‘aura’?”
“I should really come up with a better term than aura. Too many fantasy works have tainted the word. But yeah, I’ve been getting really deep into this meditation stuff. Becoming really in tune with my body, and as a result focusing on sensing others. I’ve definitely acquired enhanced senses, which help along the way. But yeah, when I’m focused and close my eyes, I can sense people around me as forms of energy for lack of a better term. I know this all sounds wild, but there are apparently monks who can do way crazier things – presuming the stories are real.”
The blonde took another step closer, “Oh Tara, at this point I wouldn’t doubt anything you claim.”
At last, Tara opened her eyes. While Estella was nowhere near as impressive as she was, the amazon had to admit that her new playmate had a rocking body. Estella was wearing little more than outrageously skimpy workout clothing, even contour of her lithe form on full display.
Tara stood up, taking her full height, standing nearly a head taller than Estella.
“I think you grew.” Estella said, looking up into Tara’s face.
“I’ve grown practically every day since I got here.” Tara replied.
“I mean, taller. I think you’re a bit taller.” Estella clarified.
Tara looked down and focused a bit, cross-referencing her perspective with how things felt a day ago. “You’re right. About an inch or so.”
Estella reached up, wrapping her arms behind Tara’s neck, and gently pulled the larger woman down. They locked lips, and allowed their tongues to explore one another’s soft, sensual mouths. After a few moments, they broke it off. “I guess it really is true. You don’t use any makeup at all anymore.” Estella noted, peering deeply into Tara’s face.
“You knew that already.”
“Yeah. Just… weird to really accept, you know?”
In turn, Tara looked into Estella’s face, “I see that you used a bit of foundation yourself.”
The blonde turned a shade pink. “Yeah. Us mere mortals still have to use primal implements to look good you know!” she teased with a giggle. “Hey, you ready to eat breakfast and work out?”
Tara shrugged, “That was my plan anyways!”
3.) A few minutes later, at the kitchen table.
“Eat, eat, eat!” Estella chanted with childlike glee as she shoveled another spoonful of peanut butter into the amazon’s mouth.
Tara swallowed it down before finally responding, “Estella, why? What is this all about?”
“Just trust me, ya big lug!” the smaller girl giggled before feeding her goddess even more.
Tara quickly chewed and swallowed again, “Hey! Really! I think I know better than anyone how much food I need!”
“Oh, just play along with me today, okay?” Estella chirped before bringing yet another chunk of nutrition to Tara’s mouth.
“Seriously! What’s gotten into you!?” Tara could have forcefully declined the food, but part of her wanted to humor Estella, so she consumed yet another calorie-dense burst.
“Look, just follow for now. If it wasn’t worth it, then don’t eat this much at lunch or tomorrow. I’m running a bit of an experiment to be honest with you.” Estella explained before placing a piece of chicken breast on Tara’s plate.
Tara sighed. This was so sudden and strange, but she was curious. She didn’t quite like the concept of being an ‘experiment’, it ran contrary to her desire to be dominant, but she had a feeling that this would ultimately be for her benefit. She picked the meat up, brought it to her lips, and bit into it.
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The feeding frenzy continued until Tara was completely stuffed full. Ever since the initial steps of her transformation, Tara had never felt so close to bursting. In truth, she didn’t like the sensation, and she hoped that whatever was supposed to come would truly be worth it.
“Well, you ready to work out?” Estella asked with a giggle.
“Yeah, sure I guess.”
“Oh, I need to grab a couple of things. I’ll meet you down there alright?” Estella said, heading to the room she unpacked her belongings in before Tara could reply.
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Ten minutes later, in the mansion’s gym
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Estella appeared in the room with a large gym bag by the side. Still recovering from engorging herself with food, Tara suggested that she would direct Estella through a workout.
“Awww, I wanted to see you get all buffed up! Even more that is. Well, I guess I should be getting more buff myself. After all, I don’t want you to outgrow me too much…” She brought a hand on top of Tara’s crotch, feeling the outline of the genitalia that the skin-tight exercise bottom barely covered.
Tara reached down and grabbed hold of her lover’s hand, “Estella, we can’t get too close. Or, to be more specific, we can’t be too noisy. Just a matter of time until the kids hear us.” She explained.
“Oh, that I won’t be a problem at all. It’s simple. I’ve got these.” Estella walked over to a bag she had brought down with her, opened it, and pulled out two small disk-like devices.
“And those are?” Tara inquired.
Estella ignored the larger woman, walked over to the gym’s doorway, placed a disk onto the door, and pressed a button – causing the device to click into place. Another button press caused the machine to radiate a quiet hum. “These are sound blockers.” The blonde replied as she placed and activated the second disk to the side of the door.
“Well, go on. Elaborate.” Tara prompted.
“Sure.” Estella opened her bag again, retrieving another duo of disks. “These aren’t on the market yet. Though there are already quite a few products like them out there.” She moved over to another wall of the gym and activated another noise-blocker. “Basically, as I’m sure you’re aware, all sound is essentially vibrations. To boil it down to the simplest terms, these disks intercept and nullify the vibrations as they try to pass through the walls.”
“Sounds… too good to be true.”
“I mean, considering all the other crazy inventions you’ve experienced first hand… I’m not kidding when I say that there are other products like this out on the market. Ours is a bit better of course, so this time around we’re caught up in some patent-trolling red-tape; competition doesn’t want it out of course.” Estella moved over to Tara, “Give me a boost? Need to get this one on the ceiling.” She asked, holding the last disk up.
Wordlessly, Tara reached down, wrapped her hands around Estella’s tiny waist, and effortlessly hoisted her into the air, as if the full-bodied 6’+ tall model weighed nothing at all. Estella let out a cheerful squeal as she soared into the air, and proceeded to install the noise-cancellation disk onto the ceiling before Tara let her back down.
“Jeeze Tara, I’m STILL not over how friggan’ strong you are!” Estella exclaimed, reaching over and squeezing Tara’s indomitable bicep.
Tara grinned.
The blonde continued, “And we’re going to make you SO much stronger!”
“How much stronger?” Tara finally spoke.
“How much do you think?”
“Hard to really fathom it. If I’m not the strongest person alive, I will be in a short amount of time. Maybe twice as strong as I am now?”
“That’s it?” Estella replied, somewhat shocked, “I thought for sure someone with your drive and imagination would have much bigger ideas than that!”
“I… suppose I do. But, really, just how powerful could I become?”
“This is uncharted territory, baby! So let’s do everything we can to see how far you can go!”
“Well first let’s give you a good workout.” Tara said warmly.
“Don’t you want to test out the noise blockers?” Estella said.
“Well, alright.”
Estella retrieved her cell-phone. “Here’s how it’ll work. I’ll stand outside the door and start recording with an app. You use those big, sexy lungs of yours to scream and shout. I’ll then come back in and replay the message to you.”
Tara shrugged, there were some holes in the plan, ways for Estella to cheat if wanted, but she would go along with it for now. “Alright.”
Estella made her way outside of the gym and shut the door. Unsure of what else to do, Tara drew a deep breath, and shouted without reserve. She hoped that the devices worked, because there was a strong chance she would awaken Cory and Kiko if they were still asleep. The sheer output of Tara’s voice caused the area around her to tremble slightly.
A few seconds later, Tara stopped, and a few moments after that, Estella returned with a grin. “Hope you yelled!” she said before strolling over and pressing play on the phone’s recorder app – to Tara’s surprise, there was absolute silence, until Estella’s recorded voice said, “I’m just saying something to prove that I actually used the app right now.”
“You know, those noise things would have been awfully useful last night.” Tara stated somewhat blankly.
“True that. Well, it was kind of fun trying to be stealthy. Tonight we’ll use them and really let loose!”
Lewd thoughts crept into Tara’s mind as she imagined the possibilities of not needing to worry about noise. She took a step towards Estella, closed the distance, reached down, and slid her hand underneath the shorter girl’s workout shorts. Estella let out a soft moan, but found herself actually stopping Tara. “Ah… Now I’m the one realizing something – there’s no lock on the door, and I know Cory has been working out with you. Kiko also seems interested in pushing herself as well.”
Tara considered this for a moment and quickly came to a solution, “I’ve got that one under control.” She said before walking over to a rack of weighted metal plates, and grabbing hold of four 100-pound disks, two for each hand. With only a small amount of visible effort, Tara carried the plates—400 pounds of resistance in total—to the gym’s door and stacked them up. “There, I don’t think anyone will be getting in, and I’m sure the kids will take a hint.” She said, dusting her hands off.
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