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Female Muscle Art - Female Muscle Fiction => Muscular Women Fiction => Topic started by: wolflightning13 on January 16, 2019, 07:42:49 pm
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Dream Girls
-Carrying on with the high school theme- another story I've been tossing around-
I dreaded the first day of school every year. My nerves got the best of me on a lot of things, but school was another thing all together. Let's just say it made things uncomfortable. And that in turn pretty much converted me into a "loner". I mean I seemed to get along with everyone just fine, even the bullies, but I rarely said more than a few words to anyone. I was just too nervous. It was unbelievably frustrating. Going into the 9th grade, I had expected the worst, but little did I know, the first day of high school would turn out to be one of the best days of my life.
The bus ride was long since I was one of the first kids picked up. I sat down near the front hoping most would gravitate towards the back, as they had in recent years. All was well until the last stop before the high school, where two girls got on. I didn't really get a good look at them as they got on. I was too busy trying to keep myself as calm as possible, which pretty much meant staring out the window and not paying attention to anything else. And then ofcourse, I felt the back of my seat push in slightly, as the two girls seemingly just had to park it right behind me.
"Just cool it. Keep it together." I silently reminded myself, as I heard the two girls giggling about something behind me.
The nerves really started to pick up a few minutes later as I saw the high school come into sight. As soon as the doors opened, I almost ran off the bus, just to get some of the cool fall air- hopefully taming some of the nervous sweats that had already started. I slid my backpack over one shoulder, took a deep breath, and walked in the doors. After getting in line to get my id card, schedule, and such, I looked around the cafeteria area for an empty table far out of the way. The cafeteria was big with a lot of tables, but there were also a lot of kids. Eventually I scoped one out by the gymnasium doors and headed there. I dropped my pack on the table and wiped my wet hands on my pants, trying in vein to dry them. I looked over my locker number and code, hoping it would be easy to find, and then pulled out my schedule. Just as I had pulled it out, I heard a chair on either side of me screech across the floor. Two of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen were now sitting on either side of me, with giant smiles on their faces.
"Hi there. I'm Kelly. This is Alex." The girl to my left waved her hand to the one on my right.
"We couldn't help notice that you were sitting all by yourself." Alex said, brushing her long red hair out of her sparkling green eyes. Everything seemed to radiate beauty with these girls.
"What's your name?" Kelly asked. She had blonde hair with black streaks running through it pulled up into a neat pony tail, with a few strands falling down on either side of her face. Her ocean blue eyes were almost entoxicating. At this point I was almost speechless.
"Ryan." I croaked out. The smiles lit up on both girls faces. I really wasn't sure what to do. How in the world I ended up sitting next to what had to be, or eventually would be the two most popular girls in the entire school, was kind of short circuiting my already overworked brain. And everything about them seemed perfect. Even their obscenely white smiles had perfectly aligned teeth.
"Nice to meet you Ryan!" Kelly said, holding out her hand to shake mine. Ofcourse mine were sweating all over the place, so I hesitated, but slowly shook it. I couldn't help notice that her hand was full of large veins protruding from the surface, and her grip was stronger than I expected. It seemed like she didn't even notice, or ignored my wet hands all together- she didn't even flinch.
"Are you nervous?" she asked.
"Very much. I'm sorry about my hands." The smile never left her face.
"Don't worry about it one bit. So what is your first class?" she said, as both of them scooted close enough for each of their shoulders to meet mine. My heartrate jumped, and I could feel something else becoming aroused.
"Hmmm. Let's see. First period... social studies. Room 209. Oooh. Kelly and I have the same class!" Alex said as she slid the paper back over to me, a cherry infused whiff of perfume floating under my nose.
"That settles it. We will be your escorts. No more worries for you today, mister." Kelly said as the warning bell sounded.
"What is your locker number?" Alex asked. I showed her. "Omg! Kelly and I are right next to you! This is perfect!" she said, sliding my papers into my backpack, handing it to me, before standing up.
I stood up, almost involuntarily shifting my shirt, to hide the sweat that had set in. Thankfully my erection had dissappeared as soon as the bell sounded. I found I was a good deal taller than the girls, at least six inches or more, but there was something... Their shoulders seemed very wide, not to mention round, but I didn't really have time to focus on that as we had to get going. I slid my pack over my shoulder, and set off, the girls walking beside me. We found our lockers without too much trouble. Alex was right- her and Kelly had lockers on either side of mine. This was pretty unreal. I would be next to these two every day of school. They put their backpacks in their lockers, so I did the same, just following the leaders. Our first class was actually almost right across from our lockers, so luckily I didn't have to worry about that.
"So where do you want to sit?" Kelly asked me, as we entered the empty classroom.
"Umm... probably back there." I motioned towards the back corner. That way I could avoid being noticed too much, at least I hoped. I took the back corner seat. Kelly sat down in front of me, and Alex to my right. As soon as we sat down, other kids began to file in. And that's when I was hit with it. I looked ahead at Kelly's back and truly observed her body for the first time. It felt like my eyes may pop out of my skull. She was wearing a bright pink short sleeved shirt that clung to her body like a second skin. It was a wonder how she got it on in the first place, over all that... muscle. Hot damn was she a sight to behold. Her shoulders looked wider than the front of my desk. Nearly cantalope sized with every striation twitch showing through the t-shirt, she looked like she could barrel through the high school football team without breaking a sweat. Her traps rose like a loaf of bread on either side of her wide neck, nearly touching her ears as she sat relaxed.
It seemed like I'd been into muscle girls forever. I don't know how it started, or why, but being a bicep guy, the one thing I had always looked forward to was when a girl would start playing with her hair. The biceps would pop off like crazy, especially if they started to adjust or redo their ponytails. That was always the moneyshot. And boy was I about to be in for a show. Kelly raised her hands up towards her hair, and I shifted a little forward in my seat in anticipation. It all seemed to happen in slow motion- maybe she was doing it deliberately? Her left hand reached back for her hair band, and immediately her bicep bulged into a massive round peak that literally touched her wrist. She pulled the band free, twisting her wrist slightly in the process, pushing the peak up further until it looked like she could touch it with her hand. Then, if my erection wasn't pushing against my pants hard enough already, she brought up her other hand and used them both to flip her hair out away from her back several times, causing both biceps to skyrocket, repeatedly. My eyes darted from one to the other, waiting, hoping they continued to get bigger.
She grabbed hold of her hair with both hands, and there was an explosion of bicep, so much so, it actually moved her hands out of the way, causing her to lose hold of her hair. My mouth was so dry at this point, it had been hanging open so long. My erection was straining against my pants, inching closer to eruption with every passing second. And then out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement next to me. I heard a pencil drop, and just happened to glance over at Alex as she was picking it up. As she moved back into her seated position, she revealed a gigantic heart shaped calf muscle, that flexed with every bounce of her heel up off the floor, seemingly getting bigger with each bounce. In the middle of all the action, the class had somehow filled and the teacher had started going through the class syllabus. But, I was in a totally different world. And I couldn't seem to pull myself out of it. Especially when it just kept getting better. Alex had something else up her sleeve.
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Fun start so far and great writing!!
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His bed side alarm should go off any moment now.
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what a fantastic beginning!!!
I'm in...
K for you
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Wow! Great start and great muscle descriptions. Hope to see more soon!
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Great start and I hope for more.
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Thanks everyone- here is the next part.
Or should I say, something growing out of it. She had rested her head on the fist of her left hand, elbow resting on the desk. She had on a bright red long sleeve shirt, that clung to her like a second skin. As her arm sat there relaxed, a massive bicep peak, crept halfway up her arm, and as I watched, it started to climb further upwards. There was no pop, or pause, just a consisent climb, total muscle control. When it reached her wrist, the bell rang. I just about jumped out of my seat. I picked up my backpack, and as I slung it over my shoulder, I felt a hand grab mine.
Kelly's voice whispered in my ear. "Did you like the show? We haven't even started yet."
I gasped and looked over at her. She had a huge grin on her face, as she led me out of the classroom, still holding my hand. Alex followed closely behind. It felt like I was floating on air, as she led me through the hallway. Honestly, I didn't know how I was still standing. I felt my backpack slide off my shoulder. I reached up for it, and looked over at Alex. She had taken my pack and slid it over her massive shoulder. And then she took my other hand in hers. So here I was walking down the middle of the hallway, hand in hand with two gorgeous, gigantic muscle girls. I have no idea how I wasn't fainting on the spot. My nerves were still stubborn as all get out, since I was still a little wary of this whole thing being a sham. But, they never left my side. For once, being clingy was a very good thing. Wasn't it? My head was going in circles- was this real? Yes, it has to be. But what if I'm dreaming? Should I pinch myself? I was still debating with myself as we sat down for lunch.
"So Ryan, I bet you are wondering if this is all real. Aren't you?" Kelly asked, with a huge smile on her face.
"Ummmmm. " Could she read minds too? Quick, think about food.
"Well, what do you think Alex? Are we real?" she said, while playfully bouncing her pecs, each one containing more muscle than my entire upper body.
"Absolutely." I looked over at Alex who put her hands behind her head, also popping biceps so big, it looked like she had three heads on her shoulders.
"I don't know. Maybe he needs a little more convincing." Kelly said.
"You could be right Kelly. We need to be thorough with our investigation." Alex said, giggling.
Damn. If this really is some sort of dream, please don't let it stop.
Kelly slid her chair over until it touched mine. Her cherry perfume wofted under my nose, pulling me in. It felt like everything was going in slow motion. Her arm slid out directly in front of my chest, the massive tricep bulge touching the table. Her bicep already formed a large dome as it hovered there, unflexed. Her fingers closed into a fist, veins popping from a forearm that looked as big as my head. Incredibly, without even moving her arm, the bicep dome started to rise like a mountain, coming closer and closer to my eye level. Just as her forearm started to curl upwards, there was clang and rattle behind us, as a girl tripped and splattered her lunch all over the floor.
My heart about jumped out of my chest. And then of course, I felt a wet spot forming on my pants, so for a second I panicked. But it was just some food goo. Alex helped the girl clean up, while Kelly pulled out a few wipes from her backpack. Instead of just handing me a wipe, she gently brushed my hand aside, and started wiping off my pants, before cleaning herself up. All and all it was nothing, but the damage had been done. The grand finale of my personal close-up muscle show had been canceled. My brain was on the verge of short circuiting. And to top it off, after all the commotion, I realized I hadn't eaten any of my lunch yet.
"Oh no, you're lunch is getting cold. Do you want us to get you something else?" Kelly asked, looking concerned.
"No, that's okay. It's alright yet." I said, picking at the slimy piece of pizza on my tray. It didn't look all that appetizing anyways.
I managed to make it through the last three hours of the day. Strangely, it was a lot easier with Kelly and Alex basically attached to my hip. And boy, was the fun far from over. There was about five minutes left in the last class, and the teacher had let us talk amongst ourselves, having nothing else for us to do.
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too short!!! I am waiting for more
K
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Interesting read so far, hope you tell us why this dynamic duo choose him, lucky freshman!!
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"So, Ryan, Alex and I are pretty sure we have to see where you live now. It has to be as cool as you are. You wouldn't mind, would you?" Kelly asked.
My house? Holy shiznit. My mind started wandering. Did I clean up my dirty clothes? Would Mom approve? What if they think it's totally lame? Are they going to murder us? Not likely, but still... No. These girls didn't seem like they'd hurt a fly. But the muscle show had a chance to continue. How could I say no?
"Umm. No, that would be cool. I should probably text my mom first, though."
"Ofcourse! I really hope she says yes." Kelly said, rubbing her hands together, which caused her biceps to jump.
The bell rang a short while later, and once again I was led hand in hand to my locker. My mom answered while we were walking to the bus, and I gave the girls the good news.
"She said it's ok. She's going to order some pizza, too."
Both girls clasped their hands together and the huge smiles returned. Their bodies seemed to swell, like a loaf of bread. Almost reaching a point where they looked twice as wide as usual, I could've sworn I heard something tear. But quick as a wink, they were back down to their normally huge size, and they were practically dragging me to the bus. Our bus was the first one to the school, and we filed on, the girls having to turn sideways to get through the doors. Even then it was a tight squeeze. Kelly slid into a seat near the front, and Alex motioned for me to sit next to her. At least that's what I thought was going to happen. But as soon as I sat down, Kelly put her hands around my stomach, and gently picked me up. She sat me on her lap, while Alex slid in next to her- which was quite a feat in itself, since Kelly nearly took up the whole seat by herself. The center aisle suddenly got a lot smaller. Anyone getting on after us had to practically climb over Alex to get a seat. I could feel every lump and bump of the gigantic thigh twitching under my butt. A thigh so thick with muscle, it looked wider than both my legs put together. Kelly slid me over so I was sitting in the middle of them, my back resting on shoulder and pec muscles. I worried a little about what the other kids and even the bus driver thought when they saw me sitting on Kelly's lap, but surprisingly no one really even payed attention. Given that the tent in my pants was growing with every bump in the road, I was extremely glad my stop came up first. Things were not helped by Kelly rolling her pecs into my back or Alex softly grinding her bicep against said tent. I wouldn't have made it much longer. I put my backpack down to camoflauge the problem, and got off as fast as I could. Not that anyone could really see me in front of the two behemoths.
My house was less than a block from where we got dropped off. Ofcourse the short walk was made a little more difficult due to my current predicament, which wouldn't go away. Mom wouldn't be home for another half hour, so we had a little time to kill. I showed the girls around the rest of the house and then we headed up to my room. They really seemed to love my collections of action figures and movies. I'd forgotten to shut my computer off in the morning since I was too nervous to think about much of anything, and it had gone into sleep mode. Alex accidently bumped the desk a little bit, with her rather enhanced behind, and the screen saver popped on.
"Oooooh. Kelly, look. Ryan, you become more amazing with every minute that goes by." Alex said, tapping Kelly on the shoulder as she looked at the female bodybuilders flashing across the screen.
"Oh my. Do you have a lot of these, Ryry?" Kelly asked, staring at the screen.
"Ummm... yeah." I said, hesitantly.
"Show us. Pretty please?" Kelly said, pulling out my chair so I could sit.
"Okay." I showed them everything I had, including the video clips, and even the dvds I had stowed away.
"These are awesome, Ryan. But you don't need these anymore. From now on, we will be your personal bodybuilders. We will be your flexing queens. We promise from this very moment, to never stop getting bigger. To put it bluntly, we won't stop until you cum so hard, you pass out. And then we will go twice as hard. With your permission, we will dedicate our lives to making yours more incredible than you can imagine." Kelly said, closing down my laptop. I gulped.
"What do you think, Ryan? Can we do that for you?" Alex asked, a hopeful tone in her voice.
"Are you serious? How would you do that? And why?"
"Let's just say there's more to us than meets the eye. And as to why, because we want to." Kelly said, smiling.
What did that mean? What was I getting myself into? But, once again, how in the blue hell was I going to say no? I mean, seriously, one look at either of them sent me off the deep end. Every time. And if they smiled at me, or even worse, flexed? If they told me that I was going to be their slave, I don't think I'd be able to resist. It was too much.
"Okay." They both jumped and hugged me at the same time, somehow not crushing me with all those giant mounds of muscle.
"And now for the million dollar question. What is your favorite muscle?" Kelly asked.
"Biceps."
"Yay! That's our favorite too. Right Alex?" Kelly held out her huge arm parallel to the ground.
"Right Kelly." Alex replied with a wink, also bringing her arm out.
Their arms, held straight out from their bodies were already massive. A huge soccerball sized mound sprouted upwards, and they hadn't even started flexing yet. My eyes must be playing tricks. Their arms were both big before, but this was insane. I was so hard at that moment, I thought it might actually tear through my pants. Just as they were about to blow my mind, I heard a door slam shut outside.
"Is that your mom?" Kelly asked, standing up next to me as I peered out my window.
"Yeah." I said, slightly dejected. She must've gotten out of work early.
"Come on! I want to meet her."
Kelly grabbed my hand again, and started almost dragging me to the door, Alex following closely behind. We got downstairs just as Mom was opening the front door. She put her stuff down on the dining room table, apparently noticing me, but not looking up yet.
"Hey, I got home a little early. Your friends here yet?"
"Yeah." I said as she looked in my direction.
"Hello, Miss Winthrop. I'm Kelly and this is my best friend Alex. It's a pleasure to meet you." Kelly still hadn't let go of my hand which was starting to sweat.
"Hello, girls! Just call me Heather. My aren't you two in shape."
"You think? We're trying our best." Kelly answered, squeezing my hand.
"I'll say. Would you two like to stay for dinner? I planned on ordering pizza, unless you would prefer something else."
"Pizza would be great, ma'am." Alex said, slowly grabbing onto my other hand. I was just hoping my mom didn't notice, which turned the nerves up a notch.
"Heather, please. Ryan, do you have any homework? 'Cause I can order now, if that works for everyone."
"No, we didn't really do much today."
"Ok then. How hungry are you all?"
"Starving." The girls answered in unison. I swore I saw Kelly's muscles swell again.
"Ok. I'll call you when it's here." she said as she picked up the phone.
Kelly pulled me towards the stairs, and we returned to my bedroom.
"Your mom is really nice." Alex said, as she shut the door softly behind her.
"Yeah, she is." I said as Alex sat down next to me on the bed. Kelly grabbed my backpack and then sat on the other side of me, sandwiching me between their huge shoulders and biceps.
"So, Ryry, what do you think we should do now?" Kelly said, absentmindledly flexing her quad muscles, making them bulge high enough I could rest my elbow on them... if I was able to move.
"Is that a She-Hulk action figure? Wow! I always dressed up as her for Halloween!" Alex said, excitedly, walking over and picking up the small statue.
"I remember that. Show us your She-Hulk Alex!" Kelly said.
Alex put the statue down carefully, and then turned back towards Kelly and I.
"Okay now, bare with me. I haven't practiced my most muscular pose in a while. I may be a little rusty."
All of the sudden, it was as if her muscles had been connected to an invisible air compressor. They started to inflate before she even moved, and her head seemed to be inching closer towards the ceiling. Was she getting taller?!
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very very nice!!!
don't wait too much for the next chapter please ;)
K
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Yup, that bedside alarm. Any second now.
Well, maybe he will get lucky and have the power go out.
More please...
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I just hope he doesn't wake up one morning to find it really was nothing more than a dream ...
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Yeah, it has to be a dream, girls don't get taller like that in real life, of course, in these kinds of stories, that is one thing that seems to happen time and again, and to tell you the truth, I was hoping that it wouldn't happen here, as otherwise, this has been a really good story, that it has been a pleasure to read. Keep up the great work! k+!
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I was speaking within the context of the story, here
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Yeah, it has to be a dream, girls don't get taller like that in real life, of course, in these kinds of stories, that is one thing that seems to happen time and again, and to tell you the truth, I was hoping that it wouldn't happen here, as otherwise, this has been a really good story, that it has been a pleasure to read. Keep up the great work! k+!
Thanks! The girls won't get a lot taller in this story at least- let's just say they're spreading their limbs out a little in order to flex the amount of muscle that they plan to flex.
I just hope he doesn't wake up one morning to find it really was nothing more than a dream ...
Spoiler- not going to happen.
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Yeah, it has to be a dream, girls don't get taller like that in real life, of course, in these kinds of stories, that is one thing that seems to happen time and again, and to tell you the truth, I was hoping that it wouldn't happen here, as otherwise, this has been a really good story, that it has been a pleasure to read. Keep up the great work! k+!
Thanks! The girls won't get a lot taller in this story at least- let's just say they're spreading their limbs out a little in order to flex the amount of muscle that they plan to flex.
Don't feel like you need to hold back tho :)
Some people (like me) LOVE a bit of height increase included into female muscle growth.
Gotta say, this is an incredibly promising start and 100% my jam!! Feels like a story that was made for me <3
I really love how you very very slowly tease their size without giving the flexing payoff away too soon.
Do you happen to have more stories? Gotta say I really dig your style!
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Yeah, it has to be a dream, girls don't get taller like that in real life, of course, in these kinds of stories, that is one thing that seems to happen time and again, and to tell you the truth, I was hoping that it wouldn't happen here, as otherwise, this has been a really good story, that it has been a pleasure to read. Keep up the great work! k+!
Thanks! The girls won't get a lot taller in this story at least- let's just say they're spreading their limbs out a little in order to flex the amount of muscle that they plan to flex.
Don't feel like you need to hold back tho :)
Some people (like me) LOVE a bit of height increase included into female muscle growth.
Gotta say, this is an incredibly promising start and 100% my jam!! Feels like a story that was made for me <3
I really love how you very very slowly tease their size without giving the flexing payoff away too soon.
Do you happen to have more stories? Gotta say I really dig your style!
Glad you like it! I plan to have other stories where the girls get noticeably taller, hopefully down the line, even if it doesn't show up a ton in this one. I do have two more stories started if you're still interested- Sherry and Goddess in the Making. Give 'em a lookover and feel free to let me know if they suck or not.
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Yeah I gotta say you are a new star as far as I'm concerned. Was going to post in 'Creating Goddesses" or 'Sherry' but this one has so much potential too. I don't think you need to worry about our preferences too much when you're considering what size to make your women and girls, your own imagination is obviously up to the task so just follow it!
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Took a while, but here's the next part.
As she lifted her arms and crunched down into the pose a second time, muscles began to crowd eachother on her growing frame. Her ballooning biceps pressed against her pecs which in turn were beginning to push against her chin. Her traps crept higher and higher, passing the top of her ears as her shoulders pressed wider and wider. How in the world her shirt hadn't exploded off her body at this point, was beyond me. Just as I thought she was done, she brought her arms up one more time. I was so wired at this point, I didn't know if I would be able to take anymore. She had closed her hands into fists so tightly, her knuckles had turned white. Veins exploded from her hands, snaking down her forearms, literally popping out of her skin. My mouth was dry as a desert at this point having been hanging open for so long. Just as she was about short circuit my brain with the money shot, my mom called us down for pizza. I wanted to scream. Every time I was about to observe the greatest muscle show in history, it was interrupted. Every damn time.
Alex stood up straight and relaxed her flex, clearly giddy for pizza. She reached over and grabbed my hands, pulling me to my feet. My legs felt rubbery and I would've dropped had she not held onto me. It was then that I noticed we were looking each other in the eye, with our feet firmly on the ground. She had gotten taller! This only excited me more. I imagined her exploding out of the house like the fifty foot tall woman, only wider than she was tall, packed with so much muscle she could set an oil tanker on her shoulders. There was just so much muscle surrounding me. So much. So big. Everywhere I looked it was just muscles, muscles, and more muscles. I couldn't stop staring. Her shirt amazingly hadn't torn, even though it had stretched to a point where it was more see-through than red. She had turned me into a dog, tongue hanging out, tail wagging, begging to be thrown a bone. Luckily, Kelly grabbed my other hand, breaking my trance. Alex pulled me towards the door. Her shoulders were wider than the doorway by at least four or five inches on either side. She had to turn sideways to get out of my bedroom!
The girls basically carried me down to the kitchen. They apparently were very hungry. Granted my own stomach was grumbling, but I would've willingly sacrificed that for the show. By the time we arrived at the dining room table, Alex had magically "shrunk" back down to her normally huge size. I was at a loss for words an awful lot around these two. We sat down and Mom brought in four large pizzas. Once she had passed around plates and napkins, she joined us at the table.
"So girls, are you new in town?" Mom asked.
"Yes, ma'am. We just moved here last week." Kelly said in between mouthfuls.
"Heather, please. Adjusting to everything alright? We've moved around enough. I know it can be hard sometimes."
"No trouble so far. And Ryan's been a lifesaver at school." Kelly winked at me.
I wanted to crawl under the table.
"Ryan's always been my little gentleman. Haven't you?"
I could feel the red spreading over my face, as I immediately tried to change the subject. There was a bit more of the usual small talk, and then Mom got up to go get some ice cream for dessert.
"Ryan, watch this." Kelly whispered.
She quickly looked back to see where Mom was- she was busy cleaning the dishes- and then scooted as far up to the table as she could, resting her near toaster thick pecs on the table.
"Alex, if you would." Kelly whispered again, expanding her pecs a couple inches.
I checked to see if Mom was anywhere in sight. Thankfully she was still tinkering around in the kitchen, as Alex picked up a piece of pizza and laid it in the center of Kelly's pecs. Grinning, Alex went over and stood in the doorway, essentially blocking us from sight. Kelly winked at me as her pecs began to stretch across the table and up towards her chin, pushing her plate and cup out of the way. Like a musclebound puffer fish, her pecs inflated past the size of volleyballs, raising the pizza slice above her mouth. My heart started to beat faster and sweat formed in my hands. The last thing I wanted to do was get hard with my mom in the vicinity, but this was just impossible. Just before her pecs bloated to the point of blocking her entire face from my view, the pizza slice balance precariously on striations bigger than my fingers, and a mess of pencil thick veins, I slid my chair as quietly as possible to her side. And watched as she performed one of the most incredible displays of muscle control I'd ever seen. She began to roll the massive beasts in a wave that started at the bottom of her pecs and pushed to the top, actually cresting her pecs into a peak, that tilted the piece of pizza down towards her mouth. My hand was drifting dangerously close to my nether regions, practically praying to get me off, as I felt drool forming in the corners of my mouth. The wave of muscle began to roll downwards, the striations acting like a mini escalator, until the piece entered her mouth and she took the sexiest bite of food I'll ever see.
What do you even do after something like that? Mom and Alex returned soon after, quickly shaking me out of my daze. Kelly had quickly cleaned herself and her place up, giggling mischievously. I made sure to sit as close to the table as possible to hide my current issue. Kelly didn't help matters by bouncing her, now relaxed, pecs every time I looked in her direction. Thankfully, by the time we had finished dessert, I was free and clear to move without embarrassment. The girls decided to head home soon afterwards, but not before each of them made sure I gave them my cell phone number.
"We'll see you tomorrow Ryry." Kelly said, while walking out the front door with Alex. As they walked down the street, they both raised an arm and flexed, their biceps exploding up to the top of their fists. I wasn't entirely sure I'd be able to survive another day with those two, but I definitely wasn't going to miss it.
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I looooved that chapter!
You're such a good writer.
Hoping for more
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I looooved that chapter!
You're such a good writer.
Hoping for more
:thanks: I'll get another chapter up hopefully sooner rather than later.
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:thanks: I'll get another chapter up hopefully sooner rather than later.
Great news. Can't wait to read what will happen next
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I don't want this to get buried. I'm still hoping for more.
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The next morning, I walked into the locker room for my first gym class. I got changed, my nerves coming back with vegeance. I started sweating even though I hadn't even done anything yet. I never had any interest in sports. I enjoyed shooting some hoops every once in a while, but that was by myself. Not around kids I didn't know. I walked into the gymnasium and joined the group hovering around the bleachers. I didn't see the girls, but they could've still been changing. Everyone sat down as the teacher came out. I made sure to sit up in the back away from everyone. The teacher had been going over the syllabus when I heard the bleachers groan on either side of me. I was looking down at my feet at the moment. Something hard bumped into my leg. I looked over and noticed a calf muscle filling nearly the entire space between my bleacher and the next. There was only two people that calf could belong to. Kelly and Alex were sitting next to me. How in the world I missed those two coming in was beyond me.
The teacher finished talking and everyone started to get up. Since the teacher didn't have anything planned for today, he brought out a bunch of various balls and let us do whatever. The girls had been suspiciously silent up to this point. As I got down from the bleachers, I got a good look at what they were wearing. Both were wearing skirts that were barely long enough to cover the unmentionables. I was utterly amazed they were able to get the tops on. They were so tight, it looked like they would shred if the girls sneezed hard enough. Kelly had on a top that resembled Power Girls uniform, right down to the breast "window" where massive pectoral mounds were spilling through so much, the shirt had begun to tear. Alex was dressed as Supergirl, her mighty traps tearing through the material nearly to her shoulders. These two were one wrong move from leaving nothing to the imagination. Unless that was their plan. I shuddered at the thought.
"So Ryry, what do you think of our gym clothes?" Kelly said, as she and Alex went into a superhero pose stretching the costumes nearly past their limit as their backs blew out almost as wide as the backboard of the basketball hoop.
"Do we look like superheroes?" Alex asked.
I'll say.
"Yeah." I was getting googly eyed again. I could feel my brain fogging over.
They both got huge grins on their faces.
"So what do you want to play?" Kelly asked as she put her hair up into a ponytail.
It was over quickly, but watching the bicep bounce high enough to kiss her wrist with every twist and pull of her hair was hypnotizing. I almost came in my pants with the final press of her hand on the top of her head, sending the bicep up high enough to pop her hand out of the way. Alex walked over and grabbed a basketball from the ball bin. She dribbled it like a professional, between her legs, even behind her back, before spinning it on her finger. Her bicep must've felt like it was a challenge because it swelled up bigger than the basketball itself.
"Kelly, you should show Ryan the basketball trick." Alex said, skipping over to us.
"Oooh. Yes! I love doing that one. But I always forget- was it three or four?" Kelly said, putting a finger over her mouth, deep in thought.
"I'd go with four, just to be safe." Alex said, handing her the ball. "Come with me, Ryan. We have to get a few more balls." Alex continued, holding out her hand.
She led me over to the bin and handed me all three balls. She leaned down behind me, sticking her head between my legs and lifted me up onto her shoulders. My dick rubbed against her massive traps sending a shiver up my spine so big I almost fell off. We reached Kelly and she handed her ball over to Alex.
"Now Ryan, I'm going to hold the bottom two balls, and I need you to hold the top two. Alright? We're going to make a basketball tower." Alex said, underneath me.
"Ok."
I tossed one of the balls to Kelly, who in turn gave it back to Alex. I leaned forward and balanced my basketballs on hers, keeping an eye on Kelly who walked up in front of Alex. She lifted her right arm straight out, lining her gigantic bicep up with the basketball tower.
No. Was she going to do what I think she was going to do?
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Ha ha... Well... IS SHE? (of course she is) Or what other sort of marvelous displays of flexing do you have in mind? (I want to see Supergirl get in on the action. Love redheads.)
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The bicep exploded up to the the height of two basketballs with a mere twitch of her forearm. The sleeve of her costume immediately turned into confetti, leaving her arm bare all the way up to her medicine ball sized shoulder. Kelly started to curl her wrist in quick bursts, causing the mountain of muscle to literally pop upwards. With each pop it gained a couple inches in height, soon climbing as height as the third basketball. My dick was jammed into Alex's traps, coming closer and closer to the danger zone with every pop of Kelly's wrist. She still hadn't moved her forearm up as the bicep approached the halfway point of the fourth basketball! With a final hard curl of her wrist, I could see the puffy vein hugging her bicep peak, peek over the top of the top basketball. Kelly had her eyes closed. A soft moan escaped her lips.
She finally curled her hamhock of a forearm up and the monstrous tower of power jumped by a couple of FEET. Alex had taken the balls down at this point, allowing me to sit up as straight as I could on the hills and valleys of Alex's ridiculous back, and stare longingly with a with a muscle lust I'd never felt before. Kelly's arm reached my eye level as her peak sprouted yet another peak- a muscle extension nearly as big as my head. Getting my mind to wrap around the fact that her bicep peak, by itself, was bigger than almost any male bodybuilder's arm, wasn't as difficult as watching her forearm come up again. The reality shattering cannon kept growing! I soon was looking up as more and more veins bulged out as the bloated mass covered me in shadow. I slowly reached out and gently placed my hand on the monster, heat radiating off of it. Her skin was as soft and smooth as a baby's, stretched in a thin but tough layer wrapped around hundreds of rippling, multiplying muscle fibers. My hand wasn't even big enough to cover a quarter of the surface, side to side. I could actually fully grab onto one of the garden hose sized veins snaking down the side! Just the feeling of the skin still sliding upwards underneath my hand was enough to nearly put me over the edge. When I tilted my head up again, I desperately tapped at Alex to put me down. As soon as I was down, I took off at a full sprint towards the bathroom, which, thankfully, was right by the gym. I wasn't able to think about who possibly saw my "predicament", as I only had one focus.
Thinking of Kelly's arm hovering nearly three feet over the top of my head was enough to launch myself into the biggest orgasm I'd ever had. By the time I stumbled out of the stall, nearly ten minutes had passed by. As I washed my hands, I couldn't stop imagining being able to hug the swollen tower of beef with my full body and still having room to spare. Veins big enough for me to use as hand and toe holds to climb to the snowcapped peak, sucking on the delicious muscle candy as it bulged bigger and bigger with every passing moment. That was enough to make me rock hard again. Alex's voice shook me out of my stupor.
"Ryan, are you alright? You took off pretty fast."
"Yeah. I'm good. Just had to go really bad."
I got myself calmed down as quick as possible and left the bathroom, to find Alex waiting right outside the door.
"Kelly is ready to show you her trick now, if you'd like to see it."
What else could she possibly do?
"Definitely."
I felt very self conscious going back into the gym, but no one seemed to be paying attention. Had nobody seen everything that had just went down? I still waited for the teacher to yell at me for taking off like that, but nothing came. Kelly was waiting, both her biceps now sprouting out of her arm like two juicy watermelons.
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Wait, so Kelly sprouting biceps bigger than 4 basketballs put together wasn't her trick? What is, then?! I look forward to finding out! k+!
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Ah, the age old question of Trick or Treat? Personally I want both. Hope there is more to come.
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"Feel better?" Kelly said, with a sly smile.
"Um. Yeah." My face went beet red.
"Now that my arms are warmed up, we can have some fun." Kelly said, excitedly.
We were standing under a basketball hoop on one side of the gym, looking at the other hoop, a full court away. Alex picked up a basketball.
"Now, Ryan, I'll need you to toss the ball straight up just in front of Kelly's bicep, like so." Alex said, tossing the ball up about ten or so feet in the air, while Kelly took a few steps to the side, lining herself up so her huge right bicep was right underneath the basketball hoop.
"I'm good Alex. Your turn." Kelly said, smiling at Alex.
What I about to see the power of Supergirl in action?
"I thought I'd join in on the fun if you don't mind, Ryan." Alex said.
She waved her hand in front of her leg. I froze. I stared at her already ridiculous quad, praying it would start to expand. She shook it back and forth, the whole front of her thigh literally swinging, a loud slapping sound echoing through the air as the muscle collided with the rest of her leg at the end of each swing. With one final bang, the quads stopped dead and exploded outwards in a flood of muscle, until I felt something impossibly hard nuzzling against my crotch. Teasing my dick every few seconds with the threat of running it dry, the bloated behemoth had covered the entire distance between Alex and me. They had to be almost three feet thick! My mouth watered as my eyes covered the entire expanse of her now wine barrell sized quads pushing her feet apart, and even that wasn't enough to give space to calves ballooning past basketball size, making a thigh gap a laughable afterthought. I could only imagine the amount of damage she could inflict with one kick.
"What do you think, Ryan? You mind me showing a little leg?" Alex said, as she rubbed her hand up and down her mammoth leg, the hand looking comically small on just one of the three mountainous cliffs of muscle jutting from her thigh.
I had no words.
With a final small flex that nearly had me blowing yet another load, she winked at me and somehow walked over to Kelly, who had crouched down, her butt nearly touching the ground. Cheesus. Did I just see Alex's calf swing when she walked? She literally had enough muscle to quad flap her calf! Kelly tilted her ridiculous bicep foward at an upward angle. Alex stopped beside the arm, the peak coming up almost to her neck, even with Kelly crouching.
"Ryan can you grab that ladder? I'll need something to help me balance." Alex pointed towards the step ladder in the corner of the gym.
Ah, what? Confused, I got the ladder and set it up next to Kelly's arm, the steps facing the front and back of the gym.
"Now climb up to the top and make sure you're on there steady."
I did what I was told, double and triple checking that the ladder was solid underneath me. I wasn't too fond of ladders, having nearly fallen off a couple. I looked back at Alex.
"All good? Ok. Now hold out your left hand. You're going to catch me."
"What?" Was she nuts? My hands started to pour sweat as I gripped the ladder harder than ever.
"Don't worry. If all goes to plan, you'll barely feel me. You're just my guide."
If all goes to plan? I didn't have a chance to think of the things that could go wrong. Alex's feet left the ground with a whoosh of air, into a vertical that would make the best basketball player in the world run home crying to his mama. Her head cleared my own as I hung onto the ten foot ladder with all my strength. She landed on top of Kelly's peak with one foot! With the balance of an elite gymnast, she barely twitched, lightly clutching my hand, even giving it a bit of a squeeze, to reassure me! Here she had pulled off a move that could've crippled her if she missed, and I was the one that was a total nervous wreck.
"You're doing great, honey. Ok, Kelly, go ahead." Alex said, giving my hand another squeeze.
I looked down behind me and saw Kelly begin to stand up! Slowly and with expert control, Kelly got fully to her feet, lifting Miss Thunder Thighs like she was a feather! Letting go of my hand, Alex rose until my eyes were level with the absolute beasts she called calves, each one looking to be twice the size of my head. I was so close, I could see the finger thick veins breathing as gallons of blood rushed to power the endless amounts of muscle. My shaking hand was just inches from it. Just as my fingertips were about to make contact, the colossal bulge rippled, thousands of muscle fibers punching the surface of her skin, before growing out even more, now a mere half inch from the side of the ladder. Alex's entire body tilted foward and down a bit, still incredibly perched on one foot atop the Kelly's monster bicep, like a stone gargoyle.
"Ok Ryan. Time for the ball." Alex said.
I quickly climbed down, briefly stopping to stare at the wild sight in front of me. Alex was standing on a bicep. Standing on it. A bicep nearly as big as me. I grabbed the ball and stood underneath Alex, tossing it up. She caught it with one hand without moving any other part of her body.
"You can move the ladder, now Ryry." Kelly said.
I folded the ladder up and leaned it against the back wall. When I turned around, the entire gym had gone quiet. Everyone had stopped what they were doing and were staring at Kelly and Alex, most with wide eyes or mouths hanging open.
"Are you ready, Ryry?" Kelly asked.
"Ummm. Yeah?"
A massive blast of air knocked me onto my butt. Kelly's bicep detonated into a bulging, quivering tower of strength nearly twenty feet above the floor. Alex shot through the air like a muscular missile, her head nearly grazing the ceiling of the gym, as she arced towards the basketball hoop on the other side. Gripping the ball with both hands, she came down on the hoop, slamming the ball through the net, with horrendous boom that shook the walls of the gym. The entire hoop, backboard and all was ripped from the wall, pulling with it a roughly fifteen foot wide chunk of said wall, slamming into the floor and knocking over anyone within thirty feet of the carnage. Screaming and yelling commensed. A huge cloud of dust threw that half of the gym into a fog. Totally stunned, I was basically paralyzed where I stood. I felt someone grab me from behind. Kelly shifted me into a football carry and ran over to where Alex landed. I could hear Alex laughing hysterically. Waving the dust from my face as Kelly set me down, I gasped. Alex was burrowed into the floor nearly halfway up her humongous thighs, busted floor boards, drywall, and metal scattered all around her. She was laughing so hard, tears were streaming down her face.
"Oh, that was the best one yet, Kelly! You really put some power into it!" Alex said, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Kelly reached down, grabbing her hand, and yanked her out of the hole so hard Alex got airborne once again, before hitting the floor with a heavy thud. They hugged eachother and then turned to me, grinning.
"So? What did you think of our trick?" Kelly asked.
How do you describe something like that?
"Unreal." A truer word, I couldn't find. I still wasn't sure that actually just happened.
The girls smiled even wider than grabbed me in a group hug, jumping up and down, before lifting me off the ground in the gentlest hard squeeze that I could ever imagine. The combination of muscle and their positively lovely perfume was borderline too much. Until they both kissed me on the cheek. I pretty much melted on the spot.
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Wow, that was positively awesome! I just love your muscle and strength description, just insane, how you just make these girls so supremely huge and ripped, and how they love to show it off, I can't help but love each and every sentence I read from you. k+!
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The last couple days had been a tad overwhelming, so if I forgot a few things, it could be understandable. Apparently the high school had a traditional dance every year for the "new arrivals" to get to know the other students better. It normally included just 9th and 10th graders, but was run by senior students, so usually some from every grade would attend. Dancing and me didn't go together. I'd never danced before and didn't plan to. I didn't have a date anyways, so thankfully I'd escape all of that nonsense. Or so I thought. Kelly, Alex, and I were sitting in science class the next day watching a tv program that the teacher had taped, when I felt someone poke my arm.
"Ryry." Kelly whispered.
"What?" I mouthed back.
"Are you going to the dance tomorrow night?"
I froze. Dance? Oh no. Maybe I can pretend I didn't hear her. Just stare straight ahead. Watch the tv. Kelly poked me again. Luckily, just as I was about to turn my head, the lights went on. The teacher walked up and shut off the tv. The bell rang and class ended. But I realized that I wasn't out of the woods, yet. I'd have to somehow avoid the girls' questions for the rest of the day. And school was out. Along with the walk back to my locker, there was the bus ride home. It was a minefield. And of course they were with me the whole time. As I reached into my locker, I felt something round and hard nudge into my back from both sides. I grabbed my book and tried to turn around. Kelly reached around me and closed the locker door, as she and Alex gently pinned my back to the locker with nothing but their massive pecs!
"Ryry. Alex and I can't wait any longer. We need a date to the dance tomorrow night. And we don't want to ask anyone else! You have to come with us! Pretty please!" Kelly said.
Both her and Alex gave me their best puppy dog eyes, and sweetest smiles. Cheesus. It was physically impossible to say no.
"Ok." I sighed. My nerves were already dreading the day ahead.
"Yay! Now you have to help us pick out dresses!"
What?!
Both the girls' chests began to inflate, rippling pec muscle starting to stretch out the neck of their t-shirts while pulling the shirt so tight over the swelling masses, the t-shirt was now barely a bikini top!
"We have...mmmph... to make... mmmm... sure we find.... ahhh... something that fits right... " Alex said, engorging her massive mammories with more and more beef with every grunt, her right pec now in a battle with Kelly's left, crunching into eachother with such force, the girls were actually now slightly teetering on one leg as the two pecs started to swallow my entire torso, every finger thick striation rumbling over my skin, pink mountains slowly entering my line of sight, like a muscular sunrise!
"Ah, girls!" I said, slightly muffled as the rolling edge of a warped vein grazed my lips.
The pecs suddenly deflated within a millisecond, their shirts ripped in half and hanging off of them in tatters. I'm pretty sure my mind was still trying to process how I wasn't crushed like a bug, splattered all over the lockers.
"You see? We need your help, Ryan. We have to look our best for you tomorrow night! Every part of our bodies needs to be displayed perfectly. And you are the only one that can decide that for us." Alex said, as she and Kelly tied their dead shirts together across their chests.
"That's right. We always have such a difficult time, even with something just as simple as sleeves or no sleeves! It's just so frustrating. That's why we need an expert. And who more qualified than our date, Ryry!" Kelly said, having raised her arm at the mention of sleeves and begun to pop her ridiculous bicep up and down.
With every "pop" the jagged peak would settle just a little bit higher than the last drop, with so much bulging meat, that the whole thing would jiggle and sway when she released the pop! The sleeves obviously stood no chance, ripping in one swift motion from those brutish, distortions of delts, all the way to the neck line, the gargantuan traps ripping through as they hovered maybe a half an inch below her ears. She reached out and grabbed my hand, putting it gently on the middle of the mutated bowling ball. A shudder vibrated through me from my head to my toes, nearly causing an accident along the way, as I felt her skin tingle under my fingers, the throbbing boulder already harder than steel in it's weakened state, every last muscle fiber twisting and pounding against the skin, begging to to let loose and grow! The bicep erupted upwards with such power and force it, my hand flew off nearly smacking me in the face!
"Oops." Kelly said, as she and Alex giggled.
I looked up. The peak of Kelly's bicep had lodged itself in the ceiling. It wasn't until she released her flex that I could see through the hole, up to the hole in the ceiling of the floor above.
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These girls continue to astound and amaze. Great stuff!
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Bump. I'd love to see this continued