《RE: Choice》Chapter 3 - Muscle Augmenting

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Something in my mind tugs at me. Before my face gets too close to her breast, I raise both of my arms and grab her tit with my tiny hands. Huh…? I can't get a good grip…

"Durrendal…? What are you doing, silly?"

My mother laughs as she pulls me away for a moment. Damn… The muscles in my hand are too weak, so I can't get a good grab! She begins to draw my head closer to her left tit again. If only I could make them stronger…! Oh, wait! That's it!

Using this feeling like an extra extension from my body, I concentrate on my hands. I multiply the number of muscle cells in my forearm and hand that are responsible for grip strength. I reach for her tit again with both of my hands and grab it firmly. My hands cup over it with the nipple in the middle.

"Ahng!"

My mother lets out a sound, and I laugh in my mind. Yes… this softness is the best! Harder… I must grab it harder! I alternate between loosening my grip and tightening it. A thin stream of milk leaks out from her nipple with every squeeze.

"Dur-Durrendal?! What are you doing?!"

She screams and tries to pull me away. I stop loosening my grip and simply try to hold on. I laugh as I witness her panicked face.

"Stop it! That's not a toy!"

She yells as she finally pulls me off her boob. The milk that's been leaking out has already soaked her robe. She conceals her breasts with her robe again and carries me somewhere. Maybe this power isn't as useless as I thought!

"You're acting really strange today… What's going on with you, Durrendal?"

She sets me down in some kind of crib on my back.

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"Hmm… I guess I'll have to deposit my milk in the bottle today. Where did I put that…?"

She wanders around the room. Damn… this body is troublesome… I can't sit myself up. Holy shit…! MY BACK ITCHES! It doesn't help that this bed so soft!

I look at my mother again, noticing that she's squeezing her breast milk into a bottle. Now that it's come to this, I have no choice. I'll use my power. First, I need to sit up, so I'll increase the muscles in my abdominals. I manage to sit up.

Alright! Now, for my arm! Uh, how much is enough…? Oh, well. I keep multiplying my muscle cells until I can move it behind my back. Yes! Finally… relief… I smile and sigh.

"Okay, Durrendal! It's time for your milk…"

However, my smile fades when I notice my mother standing next to the crib. Oh, shit… She drops the bottle of milk on the floor and puts both of her hands over her mouth. She doesn't speak for several seconds.

"Someone… SOMEONE HELP! DOCTOR!"

She yells and turns around toward the door. She violently opens it, slamming the door on the wall and runs out while continuing to scream for help. What the hell? I cock an eyebrow and take a look at my right arm. Oh… shit… My right arm looks quite muscular. It is near twice the thickness of my left arm.

I may have made a mistake… What do I do now…?

If you pick other answers, I'll write out a scenario that may lead nowhere. Be aware that there are "dead ends" or "game over" options in the future. But it will not be for naught. You may learn details about certain characters that appear in "dead end" routes, and make the next choice more educated.

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