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The One Who Was Chosen
🕑 Added 2025-06-14 20:54:12 +0000 UTCThe hall was silent.
Sunlight poured through the high stained glass windows in fractured beams of soft color, casting the three kneeling figures in a divine glow. Their robes shimmered slightly with gold trim, but it wasn’t the fabric that drew every eye.
It was muscle—dense, sculpted, and on full display. All three of them were kneeling, hands clasped, expressions masked by veils but not emotion. Especially the girl in the center.
Her body dwarfed the others.
Traps rose nearly to her veil, shoulders like armored plate, arms trembling from the sheer pressure of size. Her pecs stretched the black-and-gold fabric taut, pushed up and together like twin shields over a carved chest, and her entire body pulsed with the quiet rhythm of breathless tension.
She looked up—barely.
“M-Me... R-Really?!? B-But...”
Her voice cracked under the weight of disbelief. She looked to her sisters, both equally powerful in their own right—biceps curled under pale skin, legs thick and folded gracefully beneath them, yet their hands rested gently on her arms, calming. Affirming.
She was the one.
She had been chosen.
Even with her thighs crushed together in nervous tension, her abs tightening so hard each ridge stood out like stone, she still couldn’t fully accept it. Not yet. Not until the ceremony completed.
But they had known from the start.
The way she grew. The way her back filled more space with every moon, how her forearms veined thick with sacred strength. They had seen it. And now it was time to let her see it too.
She trembled, tears pricking the corners of her wide eyes.
“I—I’m not the strongest... I’m not ready...”
But the truth was carved across every inch of her body.
And the other girls only nodded, smiling softly behind the veils.
She didn’t need to believe it yet.
Her muscles already did.
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DAtikitaka
Oh... Muscle harem... 😍
