Post by Deleted on Nov 18, 2017 3:57:05 GMT
Denim could not believe it she was not even close to getting towards her goal still of attaining her newest form of transformation. She had undergone a series of gravity trainings to help her do so but it was to no avail that they helped her gain any significant level of power. She really needed chage her game otherwise her abilities would likely wane and she would never reach her goal ever.
This was all Denim really wanted as she walked over to the cylindrical control device of her gravity room in her four-story beach house and set it to activate up to one hundred times Earth’s gravity in her room. She had never heard of any human being reaching this level of stress on their body but there was a first time for everything. She pondered how bad this might be considering the last few sessions of her gravity training ended up with her having no issues with the actual gravity. She had done many reps of exercises underneath times seventy, eighty and ninety gravity with relatively the same method of training only to be bored and unchallenged by it. The last time she had a real spar was under time times fifty or sixty levels of Earth’s gravity.
Today, Denim hoped to surpass this as she continued to mess with the device’s knobs and buttons. She happened to look down at herself and noted that training in a loosely fitting blue tank top and purple, denim short shorts was going to help her as well as the comfortable socks and forest green sneakers she had on her feet. The problem was though that the woman with white hair and blue green eyes could also see the basic five foot, six inch tall body she had looked physically toned with muscle to the point her one hundred twenty three pound body frame had to be wrong at this point. If she increased her, power the six foot, three inch she had while transformed carried a total of two hundred pounds on it making her near perfect physicality even worse. She had jacked up way more than she ever wanted to be when it came to muscular build.
She chalked this up to being a potential mesomorph but if that were the case, she would be a lot shorter she felt instead of taller with more body fat then she already had. It simply could be a result of her transformation though, which appeared to be the case sort of since the woman had gained a significant amount of fat in her hips and breasts recently. That was questionable as a change in her body though as pregnancy with her first daughter Silk, on the way months ago, likely had built up her body to enhance those two features of it. She did also though remember getting bitten and nearly turned into a vampire too months ago where the initial bite had changed her attitude quite a bit, made her clearly a vampire, and did so in part by making her body far more beautiful than the average woman at a glance.
She remembered using this quite frequently to lure in women and men to consume her blood but now she forgot about this as the machine started to finally whir to life. The gravity slowly increased to the highest level of gravity she ever attained, when it reached it Denim collapsed to the floor feeling her arms, and legs drag her like rocks down to the bottom of the ocean. She tried standing but on the attempt to do so started to feel the pressure of her limbs breaking beneath her.
“Crap!” she cried aloud hearing no one in the room but herself. The machine had been tricking her last couple of sessions in order to prepare her for this. This gravity level was unavoidable, as Denim could not even feel like she had the strength to crawl across the floor. Even speaking now felt like it was going to break her head or jaw line so she closed her mouth and forced her body to move the most minor parts of her boy for exercise such as the digits on her fingers or tongue. She started with her tongue moving it around one hundred times in her mouth in order to get it used to this level of gravity and her inner mouth as well. This took her relatively ten minutes to do but even after doing this she still could not stand.
Denim’s breathing became heavy as she then decided to use her arms and legs to push herself off the ground and do hand stands. The less she made contact with the ground the better she knew she would be. It took her twenty minutes to get into a handstand position with her whole body vertical to the ground but when she did, she found gravity, like the earlier tested mouth exercise in gravity, now reduced itself some. She walked around on the palm of her hands and within thirty minutes found she was able to rush around the room, unfortunately, she could still not use her legs to do this.
She eventually got to being able to walk but it winded her whole body and took her nearly an hour to accomplish. The strain of gravity still was not as bad as she wished to feel as she found herself thereafter taking a short break before continuing into ten thousand punches and kicks against one training dummy and soon completing this task of hitting it as specified under an hour and a half. Here whole body wracked with pain soon collapsed on the floor and she had to drag herself out of the room. All of Denim’s core muscles twitched with pain and she truly wished she still owned some Senzu Beans. Sadly, like the other gravity training sessions she had to sleep this time of training off in order to fully recover from it.
Note: This training thread is using a Gravity x100 modification and a Level 3 House.
This was all Denim really wanted as she walked over to the cylindrical control device of her gravity room in her four-story beach house and set it to activate up to one hundred times Earth’s gravity in her room. She had never heard of any human being reaching this level of stress on their body but there was a first time for everything. She pondered how bad this might be considering the last few sessions of her gravity training ended up with her having no issues with the actual gravity. She had done many reps of exercises underneath times seventy, eighty and ninety gravity with relatively the same method of training only to be bored and unchallenged by it. The last time she had a real spar was under time times fifty or sixty levels of Earth’s gravity.
Today, Denim hoped to surpass this as she continued to mess with the device’s knobs and buttons. She happened to look down at herself and noted that training in a loosely fitting blue tank top and purple, denim short shorts was going to help her as well as the comfortable socks and forest green sneakers she had on her feet. The problem was though that the woman with white hair and blue green eyes could also see the basic five foot, six inch tall body she had looked physically toned with muscle to the point her one hundred twenty three pound body frame had to be wrong at this point. If she increased her, power the six foot, three inch she had while transformed carried a total of two hundred pounds on it making her near perfect physicality even worse. She had jacked up way more than she ever wanted to be when it came to muscular build.
She chalked this up to being a potential mesomorph but if that were the case, she would be a lot shorter she felt instead of taller with more body fat then she already had. It simply could be a result of her transformation though, which appeared to be the case sort of since the woman had gained a significant amount of fat in her hips and breasts recently. That was questionable as a change in her body though as pregnancy with her first daughter Silk, on the way months ago, likely had built up her body to enhance those two features of it. She did also though remember getting bitten and nearly turned into a vampire too months ago where the initial bite had changed her attitude quite a bit, made her clearly a vampire, and did so in part by making her body far more beautiful than the average woman at a glance.
She remembered using this quite frequently to lure in women and men to consume her blood but now she forgot about this as the machine started to finally whir to life. The gravity slowly increased to the highest level of gravity she ever attained, when it reached it Denim collapsed to the floor feeling her arms, and legs drag her like rocks down to the bottom of the ocean. She tried standing but on the attempt to do so started to feel the pressure of her limbs breaking beneath her.
“Crap!” she cried aloud hearing no one in the room but herself. The machine had been tricking her last couple of sessions in order to prepare her for this. This gravity level was unavoidable, as Denim could not even feel like she had the strength to crawl across the floor. Even speaking now felt like it was going to break her head or jaw line so she closed her mouth and forced her body to move the most minor parts of her boy for exercise such as the digits on her fingers or tongue. She started with her tongue moving it around one hundred times in her mouth in order to get it used to this level of gravity and her inner mouth as well. This took her relatively ten minutes to do but even after doing this she still could not stand.
Denim’s breathing became heavy as she then decided to use her arms and legs to push herself off the ground and do hand stands. The less she made contact with the ground the better she knew she would be. It took her twenty minutes to get into a handstand position with her whole body vertical to the ground but when she did, she found gravity, like the earlier tested mouth exercise in gravity, now reduced itself some. She walked around on the palm of her hands and within thirty minutes found she was able to rush around the room, unfortunately, she could still not use her legs to do this.
She eventually got to being able to walk but it winded her whole body and took her nearly an hour to accomplish. The strain of gravity still was not as bad as she wished to feel as she found herself thereafter taking a short break before continuing into ten thousand punches and kicks against one training dummy and soon completing this task of hitting it as specified under an hour and a half. Here whole body wracked with pain soon collapsed on the floor and she had to drag herself out of the room. All of Denim’s core muscles twitched with pain and she truly wished she still owned some Senzu Beans. Sadly, like the other gravity training sessions she had to sleep this time of training off in order to fully recover from it.
Note: This training thread is using a Gravity x100 modification and a Level 3 House.