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Stories in this collection:

KATIE

Katie at the Reunion

ANNE

Maree My Housemate

Michelle My High School Friend

Melanie

Mei

Rose

AMANDA

Adana and Louise

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KATIE
by alzef

This is a true story about an encounter in the high school gym with my
friend Katie.

I had known Katie since we were about 12 years old and we were pretty good
friends.  We met at the pool one summer.  She had a beautiful face with
shoulder length light-brown hair and a great smile.  Katie had a tendency
to wear a white t-shirt in the pool (I guess she liked the attention), and
I first noticed her as she was getting out of the pool one day.  She was a
little bit of a tomboy, but even at that young age she had quite large
breasts.  At a guess I'd say they were a full C-cup back then and she
already had very large nipples.  They would often be poking out through the
thick jumpers we had to wear at school in winter so you can imagine what
they were like through this wet white t-shirt.  When she exited the pool
she turned and walked away from me and it was then that I was hooked.
Katie had perfect glutes and was already showing development of a lovely
set of calves.  Generally she looked to be in great shape and maybe
slightly taller than average.


A couple of months later we found ourselves in a few of the same classes at
school and we soon became good friends, though not overly close.


For a while during high school I became a bit of a gym-rat.  Our school had
a really well equipped gym but hardly anyone used it, so I'd be in there on
my own most mornings before school and again after class.  I thought that I
was making pretty good progress in most of my lifts, but nothing
spectacular, and not a huge amount of size being added (I hadn't learnt
much about a mass building diet at that stage).


By the time I turned 15 I was pretty keen on building myself some muscle,
but even keener on muscular women.  One afternoon I was doing my after-
school work-out, and as usual I was alone in the weights room.  It was a
chest work-out day and I had just finished my 3rd set on the bench when
Katie walked in.  Katie's figure had really started to bloom and she was
often a top talking point amongst my group of friends.  She was now about
5' 9" with beautiful breasts that were at least a DD-cup, possibly even an
E-cup (this was one of our favourite talking points), and her nipples were
even larger and pointier than as a 12 year old.  Her breasts were supported
by a fit looking frame helped by the large amount of sport she played.  She
could often be found playing football, basketball and soccer against the
boys and she always held her own.  To go with all of this her hormones had
kicked into overdrive and she had become extremely flirtatious over the
last few months.


She knew that I had been working-out a lot over the last year or so, and I
think this turned her on quite a bit, so when she arrived at the gym alone
that afternoon I thought my chance had come.   I had just benched a new
personal best of 60kg and was feeling pretty good about it and thought I'd
go for another big set with her spotting (another good chance to have a
look at her breasts form underneath).  She came over to the bench and sat
down next to me.  She was wearing her school dress and a jumper as it was a
cool early spring day.  Her nipples were quite prominent atop her heaving
chest and I had trouble taking my eyes of them.


"So, what are ya doing?" she asked.

"Just a bit of bench press, ya know.  Building up my chest."

She put her hand up inside my shirt and started rubbing my chest.  "I love
strong men," she said "actually I'd really like to be strong myself."  She
was driving me crazy.

Seeing a great opportunity, I asked if she'd like to work in with me.  "I
reckon your in pretty good shape already - you could probably do some
decent lifts."

"Do you think so?" she was getting excited about the prospect.

"Sure." Little did I realise what I was getting myself into.


I got back down on the bench and she moved around to spot me.

"So, how much ya lifitn'?"

"60"

"That's pretty good"


I pumped out 10 more reps and was still going strong but knew I had a lot
more of my work-out still to do.

She then got on the bench and I took the 20kg plates off and put a 5kg on
each side.  At this she looked kinda disappointed.  But I definitely
enjoyed the show as she proceeded to easily do 15 reps at that weight her
breasts straining against her dress on every rep.

"That felt too easy, let's put on a bit more!"

"Just be careful Katie, you don't want to injure yourself."

"Aww, come on.  Let me try as much as you were doing."

"I'm serious Katie, you could do some damage."

"Pllllleeeeeaaaaaassssseeeee?"

I agreed but made sure I spotted her real close - no time to focus on her
breasts this time.  I put the 20's back on the bar while she stretched.  I
nearly impaled myself on the bar, so drawn to her huge breasts was I.  By
now I had a huge erection and I'm sure she noticed as she settled herself
on the bench again.

"Now, just take it easy."

She gripped the bar and I helped her to the start position.  I will never
forget what happened next as she so calmly lowered the weight to her
breasts and easily brought it back again.  She then pumped out 12 reps,
barely breaking a sweat before racking the bar.

"Wow!  That felt good!" she said, barely containing her excitement at her
new found strength "So is this all you can lift?"

"Uh, no."  It was a badly disguised lie.

Katie then put another 5 on each side.  I had a drink and apprehensively
lay down on the bench, trying to psych myself for another PB.

I just barely managed 6 reps and stopped before failure, which would have
been too embarrassing.

She couldn't wait to get back on and pushed me aside in her eagerness.  She
the did 10 reps as I watched, mouth gaping at her incredible strength.  I
couldn't believe that a 15 year old girl could be so strong having never
lifted before.

She hopped up, full of energy and did some mock bodybuilding poses.  I just
about creamed my pants.  I could just see some veins starting to show
themselves on her pumped arms.

"That was amazing," was the only thing I could say.

"Yeah, I feel great.  Wanna feel my muscles?"

I couldn't get over to her fast enough.  Katie didn't have much definition,
but she was very hard (as was I!).


"Why don't you measure these babies for me?"

I grabbed a tape measure and started one of the most enjoyable jobs I've
ever done.  Katie's biceps were about14" which was pretty good for her age
and lack of training.  She wouldn't let me measure her chest but her thighs
were 22 ½" and her calves 15".


"Not bad," I said.


She then turned around, rubbing my crotch with her sexy ass, and gave me
some rear double bicep shots, still rubbing herself against me.  I never
knew such a young girl could be so sexy and sexual.  She then cut the show
short, saying she had a bus to catch.



I didn't see much of Katie for a while after that.  I desperately wanted to
see her but we didn't have any classes together that semester and she was
avoiding at lunch and outside of school.  That was until about 8 months
later.  I arrived at the gym straight after school as usual.  It was bench
day again and I was now maxing at around 75-80kgs.  As I walked up the
stairs I heard the clanging of weights and was shocked as nobody was in
there until the footy team at 5pm on most Tuesdays.  I opened the door and
was shocked to see Katie pumping 80kgs on the bench.  She didn't notice me
at first and watched her with envy as she easily did 10 reps and then
squeezed out another 2.  She then sat up and I saw that she was wearing a
loose and rather ripped singlet top that barely concealed her now EE-cup
breasts with her nipples sticking out the best part of an inch.  She looked
incredibly pumped as she walked over to me.  Her muscles had grown
incredibly - not just her upper body but her legs too.  She wore tight
shorts, which highlighted her considerable thighs, and her calves were
amazing.


I could barely speak.

"H-h-h-hi Katie.  You look fantastic."

"Thanks.  As you can see I've been working out - much harder than you I'd
say too.  So, what are you benching these days?"

"85," another badly concealed lie.

"Wanna work in with me?"

How could I knock back an offer to work-out with a girl who was so
incredible.

"Sure."


Katie proceeded to embarrass me on every lift, doing at least 10kgs more
than me and more reps.  She was becoming incredibly pumped, the veins on
her arms were now very visible.  After the work-out she asked if I'd like
to measure her muscles while they were so pumped.  I ran to grab the tape
measure from the office and came back to find her doing incredibly sexy
poses in front of the mirror.

"Let's start at the bottom," she said.

Her calves were now 16", her thighs 24", and her biceps 15".  She let me
measure her chest too this time, and between the muscle she'd added to her
back an chest and her now huge breasts it measured 52".  I couldn't believe
it.


After that I didn't see Katie again until we ran into each other at
college.  Sadly she was wearing long sleeves and pants but her breasts were
as beautiful as ever, though they hadn't grown anymore.  She told me she
was off to join the army, and thanked me for introducing her to weight
training.  She said that she was beating the guys in nearly all of the
physical stuff.


That was the last I saw of her, but I'll never forget those few magical
experiences at the high school gym.




©2002 alzef

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Katie at the Reunion
By Alzef
© 2006


Recently I went to my 10 year high school reunion. I was involved with the
organizing committee and was welcoming all the guests as they arrived. It was
great to see everyone (well, most of them anyway) as there were many who I
hadn't seen since we graduated. It also gave a good opportunity to check out
all the girls as they arrived - who was hot, who'd plumped-up, who was hot now
that definitely wasn't at school, and so-on. There were plenty of hotties,
quite a few plumpers, and a good few that had improved out of sight. However,
the highlight of my night came when someone we hadn't expected turned up - my
old friend Katie (see the first part of the story in the library).

At the age of 16 she had had 16" calves, 15" biceps and 24" quads topped off
with her huge chest and back, including amazing EE cup breasts. I'd often
wondered how big they'd be if she weren't doing so much exercise!

When Katie arrived at the reunion I just about fell off my chair. It was
obvious to anyone that she had continued her lifting and she was very proud of
her body. Katie was wearing a black dress, obviously selected to highlight her
chest and arms. Her breasts were still large, though maybe not as large as
when I'd last seen her 8 years ago. I would guess that they were somewhere
around a C-D cup, but they were well supported by her very strong chest. It
was clear that she wasn't wearing a bra, but there was obviously no need for
it. Her breasts sat high and full on her chest, straining against her dress,
while showing off fantastic cleavage. Katie's nipples were also prominent, as
they had been when I first met her as a 12 year old. Her thick nipples were
very erect. They must have been about an inch long and a good 1/2" thick!
Katie's amazing cleavage was further enhanced by her pecs, and there was a
very noticeable line of muscle separating her breasts.

Once I got over her chest, the next thing I noticed was how broad Katie's
shoulders were. Her delts were the size of large cantaloupes and they were
capped off with substantial traps. Her traps were so large that they put a
considerable strain on the straps of her dress, caught in a tug-of-war between
her huge chest and her fantastic shoulders. Katie's dress must have been made
of sturdy material as it was also being pulled in either direction by her
massively flared lats. Even with her arms relaxed her lats were noticeable,
and a couple of times they flared just a little bit as she moved her arms, but
even that small movement put a huge strain on the fabric. Her biceps and
triceps were huge, and twitched and bulged with every little movement. Katie
had also chosen a dress that highlighted the amazing taper from her huge chest
and shoulders to her tiny waist. I found myself imaging what her stomach
looked like. I imagined it would be an amazing 6 pack to compliment the rest
of her stunning physique. The dress covered her quads, leaving just a little
more to the imagination, but her calves were bare and accentuated by a very
sexy pair of high heels. Her calves were phenomenal. They were so big that she
couldn't put her feet together when she was standing up.

Katie's face was even prettier than I remembered too. Her skin was lightly
tanned and her light brown hair was hanging straight to her shoulders. Her
lips were full and red, hiding a very sexy smile, but the one thing about
Katie that definitely hadn't change was her eyes. Katie had eyes that could
pierce the toughest of men, whether she was giving them the look of death, or
seducing them. Her eyes gave her power over almost any man.

When Katie saw me she flashed a big smile, but her sexual predator nature was
obvious in her eyes. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and a hug that
nearly crushed my rib cage. We chatted briefly before she moved on to see some
of her old friends. As she entered the main room everybody turned and stared.
There was a brief hush, followed by lots of whispering, but Katie seemed
unperturbed. She just wandered over to her friends. Well I say wander, but
that's no way to describe the way she walks and the effect she has on men as
she passes them.

The evening was a great success. Everyone enjoyed themselves and most people
stayed well past midnight. The manager came over to me at about 1am and asked
if I could get people to move on so he and his staff could go home, so I made
a quick announcement. A lot of people decided to go home, but a few of us
wanted to party on, so we went to a club nearby. Katie was one of that group
and she and I chatted on the way to the club.

She told me that after college she spent 3 years in the army, which she loved
as she got lots of physical activity and heaps of opportunity to train in the
gym at the barracks. At first she'd copped a bit of lip from some of the guys
in the gym, but she soon proved herself, and ended up being just about the
strongest person in there. When she left the army she started work at a gym
and she said she was now thinking about doing bodybuilding competitions. Katie
told me that she'd done some powerlifting comps, but she was a bit over that
now and wanted a new challenge.

We were soon at the bar, but just before we entered Katie stopped me and said
something I didn't expect. She talked about how she really started lifting to
impress me at high school and soon found herself addicted to lifting and
muscle building. She went on to say how much she wanted to thank me for
getting her into weight lifting. One of the other guys in our group came and
grabbed us at that point wanting to buy us all a drink and after a bit more
talk at the bar I found myself dancing with Katie. We danced for the best part
of an hour and Katie didn't break a sweat. Finally we took a break and Katie
whispered something in my ear about thanking me properly and the next thing I
knew we were back at her apartment.

Katie pushed me down onto her couch and turned on some music and before I knew
it she started stripping seductively in front of me. As she wasn't wearing
much this didn't take long so she started posing for me wearing just her
g-string. Katie's breasts were full and round, and her nipples were still very
erect. As she continued posing, the veins in her arms became more and more
pronounced. Her biceps were massive and peaked, with large triceps
complimenting them. Her forearms were made up of powerful strands of muscle
that danced under her skin and the thought of the power in her hands scared me
- I certainly wouldn't want to make her angry. Katie's waist rippling with
muscle - an 8-pack of rock hard cobblestones. She turned around and started
flexing her amazing back, but it took me a moment to notice her back as I was
too infatuated with her rock hard bubble-butt. It was the most perfect butt
I'd ever seen, and I'd seen some amazing ones. I reached out to touch her
fantastic glutes and was pleasantly surprised to find that even unflexed they
were rock hard. I eventually notice Katie's back and when I did I was treated
to one of the best lat spreads I'd ever seen. My hands roamed up her broad
back, moving to the sides to feel her lats, testing their thickness. Her lats
were incredibly thick and dense, and her whole back rippled with power. I
stood up and felt her biceps and just about creamed my pants there and then.
At that moment Katie stopped posing and walked over to her kitchenette and
pulled a tape measure out of a drawer. She threw it to me and then walked over
and picked up a pair of dumbells that was in the corner of the lounge. She
started pumping her bis with the pair of 25s and filled her arms with blood.
Her veins had been very noticeable before, but now they were thickening to an
astonishing level. Many other veins also came to the surface and after about
40 reps she dropped the weights and flexed for me. I wrapped the tape around
her massive arm and got it in position, then Katie flexed extra hard,
expanding the tape by another 1/2", bringing her arms to 17 1/2". My cock was
straining against my pants, plain for her to see, and she gave it a quick
squeeze with her powerful right hand, before saying "we're not finished here
yet - be patient."

She then dropped to the floor and started cranking out push-ups. I lost count
at 40, too mesmerized by her amazing physique. Finally she stood up and
invited me to measure her chest. When I measured her as a 16 year old she'd
had a 52" chest, but that was with EE-cup breasts. Since then she'd lost 3 or
4 cup sizes but she'd still increased her chest size to 55"! When I looked up,
Katie looked distracted. "What's up?" I asked. "Nothing," she said "I'm just
trying to think how to get my legs pumped."

We stood there in silence for a moment when suddenly her eyes lit up. Before I
knew it she'd hoisted me onto her shoulders - no mean feat as I'm 6'2" and
about 220 pounds. Katie proceeded to squat me about 20 times and after some
initial unease I relaxed and enjoyed the ride immensely. Katie tossed me onto
the couch and started flexing her huge quads. I grabbed the tape measure and
took a moment to feel her rock hard quads before measuring them. I'd never in
my life encountered such rock hard muscles on a woman or man. I wrapped the
tape measure around her thigh as she smiled a mischievous smile at me. They
came in at a shade over 27" and Katie looked like she was ready for some fun.
She grabbed my head and shoved it between her huge, powerful thighs, and then
started slowly increasing the pressure. At first it was very enjoyable for me,
feeling her amazing strength, but as it became more enjoyable for her, it
became less enjoyable for me. Soon the pain was excruciating, but still so
sexy and exciting. I started hitting her legs, imploring her to let me go, but
the pressure continued to increase. Finally she opened her legs and let me
fall to the floor.

"Maybe you're not as much a man as you think you are," she said as she walked
into her bedroom. She came out a moment later wearing a robe. "I think it's
time you went home and got some rest ... "

I looked dejectedly towards her, tears of pain and thigh pressure in my eyes.

" ... because I want you in good shape for a day of fun tomorrow!"

Katie still had that killer instinct and she knew I'd be back, right on time
the next day.

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ANNE

This is the true story of my ex-girlfriend Anne's transformation.


Anne was my girlfriend for just over two years. We started going out when we
were 15 or 16 years old and broke up after moving to different cities for
university. Anne was a beautiful girl, long black hair down to her waist, deep
blue eyes, lovely golden brown skin and a nice curvy figure at 5'7". She
wasn't into sports or anything physical other than sex, though we had plenty
of that. As a result she was perhaps carry a tiny bit much fat and not enough
muscle tone, but, unless you saw her naked, you'd never know as she was still
only 58kg or so. She had very curvy hips and just an average bust size at
around 14B, though her nipples were beautiful - a lovely rich, red colour -
and very sensitive.

After we'd been together a year or so, Anne took up taekwondo. Her body became
a little more toned and I used to fantasise about her physically dominating
me, even beating me up, but she stopped going to classes after about three
months. This was all rather unexciting and uneventful for a muscle-lover like
myself but events of the couple of years after we broke up are a lot more
interesting.

Anne dropped out of uni and picked up some work as a secretary in a small
legal firm. She was earning good money and didn't have much in the way of
bills and I think she got a bit used to the good life - fine food, afternoon
tea most days and too much alcohol. We still had sex when I went to visit her
on term breaks and so on, but her figure was ballooning somewhat. Her waist
went from about 27" to 39" in just over a year. Her ass was huge. She'd never
been fit before really, but now she was quite fat, though still beautiful.
About two years after we split up she moved back to our home town and we
started talking on the phone more often. After a couple of months she told me
she wanted to loose all the weight she'd put on as fat over the last year and
a half. She told me she now weighed nearly 80kg - I couldn't believe it. I was
very supportive of her plan to get in shape and gave her what advice I could,
garnered from my years of sport and weightlifting.

Anne told me that she wanted to take it slow to start with, so she adjusted
her diet and started walking to and from her new job (at a different law firm)
and also for an hour at lunch. Her new house was on top of a steep hill so I
imagined her new figure involving a nice tight ass and well developed calves
from climbing all the steps cut into the side of her hill. She started doing
her lunchtime walks with a friend who was into jogging, and soon they were
jogging for an hour every lunch. She said her weight was dropping quite
quickly and that she was now down to 70kg and a 34" waist. I was pleased and
encouraged her to keep it up, but she went a step further and started doing
pump classes at the gym every evening followed by a regular aerobics workout.

I didn't hear from her for a couple of months, until one day she rang and told
me that she and her sister were going on holiday together and wanted to spend
a few days at my place on their way to the coast. I readily agreed and was
looking forward to seeing her now toned figure.

They arrived in the middle of summer on a day when the temp was pushing 40
degrees Celsius and I didn't have to wait long to see her new body. They got
to my place around 4pm and we decided to go to the river for a swim. The girls
got changed in their rooms and both came out wearing baggy t- shirts and long
shorts. I was a bit disappointed at this, but knew the river wasn't far away,
so the wait wouldn't be much longer.

When we arrived we picked a good spot on the bank to leave our gear and I
picked a good spot to watch Anne get her shirt and shorts off. I could tell
that she was wearing a bikini underneath which made me very excited. She never
even owned a bikini when we'd been together. She first slid her shorts off and
I could tell she was in great shape. Her calves showed shape and definition
they'd never had before. At a guess I'd say they were around 16". Her thighs
looked really hard - not huge but quite defined and she had a great tan to
boot. She pushed up her sleeve and flexed her elbow a little before taking her
shirt off, and I'm sure this was for my benefit as I saw a nicely sized peak
rise up as she did. Finally she took her shirt off and the sight took my
breath away. Anne had developed the sexiest six pack I'd ever seen. Every
movement she made sent the muscles dancing across her stomach. Her breasts
were still about a 14B, but they looked rounder and firmer than I'd
remembered, obviously supported by some decent pecs. Her biceps were also
looking great. I reckon they were about 13 ½" and they had a great peak. She
looked spectacular. I couldn't believe she went from being nearly 80kg with a
39" waist to this slim, muscular vixen. By this time I had quite an erection
so I quickly entered the water, but kept an eye on Anne all the way.

Anne's sister went to bed early that night as she'd been driving most of the
day, but we stayed up late talking and sharing a bottle of wine which was
making both of us quite amorous. Anne started running her hand up my leg and
the next thing I remember is we were naked, in my bedroom and she was riding
me viciously. As she thrust up and down on my shaft I reached up and felt her
incredibly firm muscles, paying special attention to her abs. She was in such
great shape she made me feel like a slacker. Just as in the old days, she came
violently, juices streaming down onto my body, her smell filling the room.
When we'd both had enough (about 3 hours later) she asked me to take a closer
look at her muscles. Tentatively I felt her rock hard abs and biceps and then
she asked me to measure her muscles. Her biceps were 13 ¾", her calves 16 ½"
and here thighs and incredibly hard 23 ½". Her waist was now just 24" -
amazing. The next morning we had sex again and it was just as good as the
previous night's, but that was the end of the road. Anne and I have only seen
each other twice since then and both times we'd been with other partners but
we still keep in touch.

[alzef]

ANNE Part 2
By alzef © 2005



Recently I visited some old friends of mine from high school who now live
interstate. I stayed with them for a few nights, and on the second night a
group of us went out for dinner. After dinner we were walking back to the car
when we passed a theater that was holding a bodybuilding competition that
night.

"Why don't we go in and check this out?" my friend Phil asked.

I didn't want to seem too eager, so I kind of shrugged and replied "Yeah,
alright," and the others had no objections, so in we went.

It was the finals, and the fitness girls were just finishing up. Not long
after we took our seats the MC announced that up next were the bodybuilding
ladies. I tried to stay calm in front of my friends, but I could feel the
excitement building within me.

The lightweights came on and put on some really good routines. One girl stood
out as a clear favorite, but it seemed a pretty strong group. There weren't
any of the skinny girls who look like they should still be doing fitness, and
there were some fantastic six-packs in the group.

Next up were the middleweights, again a very solid class, but it was in the
heavyweight group that I got a huge shock. The first girl up doing her routine
was my ex-girlfriend Anne! I hadn't seen her for 3 or 4 years. I knew she'd
been working out when I saw her last (see Anne Pt 1), but she had really
bulked up now. About 5 years ago Anne had been quite overweight - about 80kg
at 5'7". Now I reckon she must have been getting back into that territory, but
all muscle. Where before she had nice curvy muscles, she now had huge, ripped,
vascular muscles that bulged out of her beautifully tanned skin.

Her posing routine was amazing. She exuded an unbelievable level of confidence
which just served to turn me on even more. Where before she'd had perky B-cup
breasts, she now proudly displayed two slabs of pectoral muscle, with a deeply
striated line separating the two. Her waist was still waspish, an amazing
turnaround from her 39" waist of 5 years earlier. Her six-pack was incredible,
and all of her obliques were prominent too. Anne's calves had always been
pretty impressive, but now they bulged phenomenally. When I'd measured them a
few years back they were big at 16 1/2", but they must've now measured well
over 17". Her quads were simply massive, dwarfing her knees and waist. They
used to be 23 1/2" and sexy as anything, but now they were custom built
crushing machines. I was just dying to feel the strength of her thighs wrapped
around my head.

I was mesmerized as Anne moved gracefully between her powerful poses, her
long, jet black hair tied up. She looked a sure winner, even without seeing
the other heavyweights, and she showed it. The look of confidence and power in
her face suggested that she knew she could have anyone in the theater - man or
woman. My erection was straining against my pants, but I wasn't worried as
everybody else was as engrossed in Anne's routine as I was. A couple of times
I heard the girls in our group say things like "gross," or "she must be on
drugs," but there was no conviction in their words, and I suspected that they
were as infatuated as I.

Anne's biceps were truly mountainous. When I'd measured them a few years back
they'd been an impressive 13 1/2" but now they were huge. I guessed them to be
pushing 17", with massive peaks and huge veins snaking across the surface. Her
triceps and forearms were equally impressive.

Further highlighting Anne's tiny waist, were her hugely flared lats. She made
sure to get front and back lat poses in her routine. Her front lat spread was
particularly amazing. She'd start with her elbows right back, and slowly bring
them forward, milking the spread for all it was worth. When she did her front
lat pose I nearly creamed my pants, but I really had to hold it back when she
finished her routine with a most-muscular pose. I've long been a fan of girls
with well developed traps, and Anne didn't disappoint.

I could barely focus on the remaining competitors as my mind was filled with
thoughts of Anne. It was only when she returned to the stage that I could
concentrate on the contest again, and even then I was really only
concentrating on her.

Anne won the overall ladies comp, and as the men came on I made the excuse of
going to the bathroom so that I could visit her backstage. I soon found her,
thanking the last of her well-wishers. She was still in her posing bikini as I
approached her and I was even more impressed with her size close up. I'm no
slouch in the gym, but Anne was bigger than me everywhere. Her biceps were
huge and pumped, thick veins running all the way down her arms. Horseshoe
triceps stood out prominently and the broadness of her shoulders and back was
incredible. When I said hello Anne was nearly as surprised as I was to see
her. She was still very excited from her win, and gave me a huge hug, nearly
crushing my ribcage in the process. As we hugged I felt the width and hardness
of her back - heck, I could hardly reach around her huge torso. I could feel
her huge pecs crushed against my body and the strength in her hands was
instantly obvious. After a moment she released me and I took a step back,
again taking in her amazing physique. Anne was absolutely shredded and
vascular as anything - even her abs had veins criss-crossing them.

We chatted for a while. I was hoping to catch up with her properly the next
day, but she told me she was flying home early in the morning. We did exchange
phone numbers though, and I'm hoping to see her again very soon ...

To be continued ...

[hatour]

Indeed.  We writers never get the Karma.  I think one applause should equal 10 Karma when it comes to stories.  It's easy to steal someone's content and repost it here.  However it is entirely different to come up with original works of fiction for the enjoyment of the masses.

K+ from me.  Keep up the good work!

[El_Roy_1999]

The story is nice, gives a sense of personality to its characters.

Also hatour: Amen!

[alzef]

 

[alzef]

AMANDA
By alzef
This is a short story about my friend Amanda - a very sexy swimmer.
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I first met Amanda a few years ago at a summer camp. I was about 16 years old
and she was not quite a year older than me. I was instantly attracted to her
beautiful face and sexy figure. She was about 5'8", had light brown hair that
she wore in a pony tail, deep green eyes and a beautiful smile. Amanda also
had a body to die for - long, well toned legs and curves in all the right
places including a 14C bust which often went without a bra as her breasts were
perfectly shaped. We got talking during lunch one day and I found out she was
a very talented swimmer. I also discovered that she was a huge flirt and quite
a sexual predator! Amanda and I became close friends but didn't see much of
each other after the camp as we lived more than an hour's drive apart.

I only saw her twice between meeting her and the next summer, when were at
camp together again. This time she made her move on me. We were in a quiet
corner of a park having lunch, and when she'd finished eating she moved over
to me and started running her hands over my body. She moved in even closer,
undoing her top button as she came, exploring even more of my body. I could
barely take my eyes off her perfectly shaped tits until she kissed me. At that
point my hands started exploring her curves.

I could feel that her abs were very tight, and I could tell that she had a bit
of a six-pack. I then worked my way inside her skirt to her tight, round
glutes. I couldn't believe how firm they were. I gave them a little squeeze
but they didn't budge. Then I felt her thighs and they were every bit as hard
as her abs and glutes. They weren't huge by any stretch of the imagination,
but they were hard as rock. She could tell I liked what I'd found, as she
started expertly fondling my erection. She was amazing. She had me on the
verge of orgasm in moments but both of us wanted to take it further, and the
park wasn't going to be the place on a busy summer's day.

We went back to the place I was staying, locked the door, and headed for my
bedroom. Even as we went Amanda was taking off her clothes and for the first
time I saw her tanned, athletic, sexy body in all its glory. It was then that
I first noticed how toned her calves were too. I'm sure she flexed them extra
hard as she went up the short flight of steps to my room. Amanda also had
great shoulders and an incredible upper back like most swimmers do. Her lats
flared out quite noticably, accentuating her tiny waist and curvy hips. She
turned around as we got there and I noticed that her abs were an incredibly
sexy six-pack, making me feel quite ordinary. I also notice that her breasts
didn't sag at all, supported by a chest made strong from hours of laps in the
pool. From the front her lats were still prominent and I was longing to
explore more of her hard, muscular body.

Amanda dragged me over to the bed and pulled off my shorts in a flash and
started sucking on my large cock. While she was doing that I started feeling
her lats. They were amazing - so hard, and very thick on her frame. I then
started cupping her breasts, lightly tugging on her erect nipples. At this she
slid up my torso and shove one of her pale nipples in my mouth.

"Suck it as hard as you can," she demanded.

I'm not one to go against such a strong, sexy girl's wishes, so I sucked until
I thought I couldn't go any further, at which point she thrust the other
nipple in my mouth. When she'd finally had enough of that she started rubbing
her hot, moist pussy against my cock, grinding harder and harder before she
put my cock inside her. As she worked herself up and down on my shaft, I could
see her magnificent abs working with each thrust. She was also getting quite a
pump in her upper body and I could see a small vein running down her biceps.
Her biceps weren't as big as a bodybuilders, but they must have been around 13
½" to 14" with an amazing peak. She also had quite defined triceps and broad,
firm shoulders. She started groaning with pleasure as she increased the tempo,
and before long a stream of her hot juices was flowing down her inner thighs.
After reaching her first climax she brought her pussy up to my mouth and I
started lapping up her juices and licking her clit. At this she went wild and
the juices were soon flowing even stronger. The afternoon continued like this
until, after a few hours, we were both exhausted.

After that summer, Amanda moved interstate for university, as did I, but,
sadly, to different states.

We would call each other a couple of times a week and just talk normally, but
after a month or so she started turning the conversation around to sex every
time we spoke. It started with her telling me how she'd started going to the
gym a couple of times a week to supplement her swimming. She'd tell me how
she'd been working her thighs a lot and that they were even harder than when
we'd had sex, and how her calves were growing bigger and more defined. The
killer blow came when she told me that her breasts had started growing again
too. She said she was now a very full 16D and that her nipples were becoming
more and more sensitive and getting pinker and pinker. At this I knew where I
was going for mid-semester break.

I took the 8 ½ hour bus ride to her town and we arranged to meet in the city
on a Saturday morning. I got there a little early and saw her walking down the
street towards me. She looked beautiful as ever though she was just wearing a
baggy jumper and loose jeans. We hugged, and I could feel that her body was
incredibly hard, but I was shocked by the size of her breasts crushed against
me. We went to a café and had a coffee and a long talk and then she suggested
we go back to her place for lunch. I knew that there was a lot more than a
meal in store for me as we caught the bus to her flat.

As soon as we got in the door Amanda was all over me. She always knew just how
to turn me on and vice versa. We were soon on her bed and I was dying to see
her even sexier new body. Amanda soon obliged by getting up and giving me an
incredibly sexy strip show in her bedroom. Her large breasts seemed to defy
gravity and to me they looked even larger than the 16D she told me. More
likely a DD or even E-cup. Her nipples were now a rich pinky colour and I was
eager to suck on them again. It was also plain to see that she had been
working out very hard in the gym and the pool. Her shoulders were even broader
than before and her lats would have been impressive on an amateur bodybuilder.
Her abs looked even harder and more defined and the peaks on her biceps were
amazing. She knew I loved her muscles and she just teased me a bit with some
light flexing of her arms and legs before coming over to me to let me feel
them. Naturally I started with her arms. I squeezed her biceps but they didn't
budge, and I was no weakling at around 200 pounds and 6'2". She pumped them up
for me and a thick vein slowly came to the surface. I then put my hands on her
lats as she flared them for me. I was in heaven. I had never seen such
incredible lats in my life let alone felt them before. She turned her back to
me and gave me a little show of her lats and traps that just about made me
cum. Then she let me feel her thighs and calves. They were as hard as rock and
as I was feeling them she jumped on top of me and trapped me between her
muscular thighs, flexing them hard. She took the wind out of me but I was
enjoying it all too much to feel the pain (though the next day bruises were
testament to her strength). We then had sex for hours, both reaching numerous
orgasms. I left her flat that evening a very tired boy.

Due to work and family commitments I didn't see Amanda for nearly a year after
that but we often talked on the phone and she would describe her rock hard
muscles to me, and suck on her own nipples all while sticking her large dildo
in her vagina. We had phone sex at leasts once a week and I ended up with some
huge long-distance phone bills. After a while though she struck up a long-term
relationship with a guy she was at uni with - they're now engaged - and we
stopped having phone sex though we still flirt like crazy. Just the other day
she rang to say that her bra size was now officially 16E.

© 2002 alzef

[alzef]

Maree
by alzef

This is the true story of my house mate Maree.
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Part One

This story starts about 3 years ago when I had to move house and was looking
for a new house mate. I'd put an ad in the local paper and had a few people
call, but none of them seemed suitable. After a week or so I was just about
ready to try with another ad when I received a phone call from a girl named
Maree. She was a couple of years younger than me and sounded quite nice over
the phone. I gave her my address and asked her to come around so we could talk
some more. Maree was 18 years old and had just moved from the same town as me
to start university. We got along really well and I could tell she
reciprocated more than a little of my sexual interest in her. Maree was quite
pretty in a girl next door kinda way. She had chestnut-brown hair, green eyes,
stood about 5'8" and had very round C-D cup breast with quite noticeable
nipples that seemed to be constantly erect. Maree had a fairly average build
when she moved in, not skinny but sadly no real muscle to speak of, except for
a hint of definition in her calves. She did however have a great foundation to
become a bodybuilder - broad shoulders, small joints, small hips and a tiny
waist. As sexy as she was I couldn't help but think of her body as it would be
with muscles bulging out.

I would sometimes give Maree a lift to uni when I went to the gym in the
mornings and she'd often comment on how she thought it would be cool to go to
the gym, but despite my encouragement she never joined up. Maree was more of
the academic sort than sporting, and the only competitive sport she'd ever
done was rowing. At the gym I'd have little daydreams between sets, imagining
I was working out with her, helping her develop some nice, strong muscles.

About a month after she moved in with me, Maree decided to become a vegan,
which seemed a strange idea as the only dishes she could cook well, involved
meat. Actually, to say she cooked them well is an overstatement as it was just
well relative to the rest of her cooking which was downright ordinary. She
ended up just eating a lot of carbohydrates as most of her meals involved
rice, pasta, white bread and potatoes - and not much else. It wasn't long
before she put on weight and by the middle of the year she had quite a gut
which was highlighted by her tight fitting clothes. It seemed that nearly all
the weight went on her tummy. Her legs and ass stayed much the same, probably
helped by all the walking she did, and thankfully she didn't develop flabby
arms. I guess she put on 10kg or so. The only upshot of her weight gain was a
slight increase in breast size, bringing her to a full D cup. I'd often try to
get her to eat a broader range of foods, taking her to the fruit and vegie
markets and so on, but she really only ate properly when I cooked vegan stuff.
That was quite rare as I was trying to build at least a little muscle at the
gym. I'd nearly always give her a good natured hassle about her eating habits,
but nothing changed.

One day I got home from the gym and Maree was still there, which was unusual.
I entered the kitchen to find Maree sitting at the table reading the newspaper
and asked her what was up.

"Oh, my lecture just got canned for the day, that's all," she replied. I
walked past her to get to the fridge and she commented on how buff I was
looking. I was just wearing a work out top and shorts and was still pretty
pumped from working my chest. I gave her a teasing little flex as I drank my
water and to my surprise she reached out and started feeling my biceps. "Wow,
they're really hard. They must be pretty strong. Flex some more for me," she
pleaded.

I didn't need to be asked twice and went into a double biceps pose. "May I
measure them?" Maree asked, tentatively.

"Sure, but only if I can measure yours," I said cheekily, "have you got a
tape."

"Umm. Yeah, I think there's one in my room."

She dashed out and returned quickly with the tape. I pumped up my arms a few
times, wanting to give her my best flex. She wrapped the tape around my arm
until it was snug over my peak biceps. My arms weren't huge, but they were
very hard and had a great peak for their size.

"Wow 16 1/2", not bad big boy," she purred as ran her hand over my chest and
abs.

"OK, now your turn Maree. Come on, roll up your sleeve."

"Do I have to? I'd rather not."

"Well, that was the deal. You measured mine now I measure yours."

Maree slowly rolled up her sleeve and I was impressed to see a bit of size on
her arm, if not much definition. She flexed half-heartedly, but I wouldn't let
her off that easily.

"Come on girl, flex properly. There's nothing to be ashamed of." She flexed
hard and I could feel that under the thin layer of fat on her upper arm there
was a very firm muscle. It came in at 13", but as I said no real definition or
peak.

Maree was shocked to find out that her own biceps were not tiny. Spurred on by
that news she challenged me to an arm wrestle. We settled down opposite the
table and I didn't really expect much of fight from her as I was doing some
reasonably heavy lifts in the gym and she'd never even lifted a weight in
anger. We locked our right hands together and Maree gave the signal. She
caught me off guard with a little burst of strength at the beginning but I
easily returned it to even and after about 20 seconds had her arm on the
descent, but I was impressed by the amount of fight she did put up.

"Not bad Maree. Maybe you should start working out - you'd probably beat me
before too long." I thought if I gave her that kind of encouragement it may
lead to her joining up at the gym. It wasn't to be though, as Maree then took
up a part-time job on top of her studies and didn't seem to have the time.

Over the next few months I hardly saw Maree. I usually left for the gym before
she woke up, and then she'd be gone through the days and I was busy most
evenings. I did notice though that her diet was improving. There were at least
some eggs, cabbage and sweet potato around, she cut out the huge amounts of
pasta, and all the sweets that kept her going between meals. However, I knew
something was strange when I found chicken breasts that she'd bought in the
freezer. I didn't say anything but was very pleased that she'd started eating
a balanced diet again.

That winter was especially cold and Maree finally left the tight fitting
clothes behind, but I don't think that was just so she could be warmer.
Despite her changed diet, Maree didn't appear to have lost any, and may even
have gained a little more. The really noticeable sign was when spring came and
she continued with the baggy clothes.

Summer came on strong, every seemingly hotter than the previous. I started
swimming down at the river every evening and would often ask Maree if she'd
like to come along. She nearly always declined the offer, saying she had to
work or something like that.

I just finished my final exams at uni and was contemplating what to do with my
life when that summer started. Eventually I decided to move interstate for a
while and maybe travel overseas after a year or two. I told Maree of my plan
and she seemed a little sad as we got on so well and enjoyed being house mates
so much. Maree asked me about the possibility of handing the lease over to her
when I left and I told her I'd try and line it up with the agent.

My last month living there flew by. I was flat out trying to catch up with
everyone before I left, especially as a lot of the crew form my year at uni
were heading off as well. Thankfully by the last week I had everything
organised and had some time to relax and hang out with my old friends down at
our favourite spot on the river. One afternoon in that week I invited Maree to
come along and to my surprise she said yes. I'd already been for a swim with
my mates that morning, so it was just Maree and I. She told me she'd just
bought a new bikini that she wanted to try out as she dashed off to get
changed. She came back 5 minutes later wearing a loose, long- sleeved shirt
and a long summery skirt, looking beautiful as ever but still a little pudgy,
or so it seemed to me.

We hopped in my car for the 15 minute drive, windows all down as my air
conditioning had well and truly died. It was a ridiculously hot day - even at
7pm it was still uncomfortable - and we both got up quite a sweat on the
journey. We walked down the old track from the road to the rock pool area we
hung out near. I took off my shoes and shirt quickly, and hopped in to the
cooling water. I was treading water, waiting, keeping half an eye on Maree.
Her legs were hidden from my view and she undid her shirt buttons with her
back to me. She bent down to remove her skirt, shirt still on, and then moved
towards the river sliding the shirt from her shoulders as she went. I then got
the shock of my life as I saw Maree's body was not at all pudgy but muscular
and defined. Not huge, but she had the muscles of a reasonable amateur body
builder. Maybe a middleweight, I mused. I moved towards her, speechless for
the moment. As she walked I noticed that her calves were now quite large maybe
16" and her thighs were looking very strong. She looked to be in off-season
shape, only her calves showed real definition, but her abs were still
noticeable. I couldn't believe she built this body under my nose in only 10
months.

"What's all this?" I spluttered.

"Well, I knew you liked a bit of muscle on women, and I saw you getting
excited when you measured my arm that day and we arm wrestled, so I decided to
give weight lifting a go. The next thing I new I was hooked and, well,
developed some pretty nice looking muscles. Do you like them?"

"Of course. They're beautiful." I reached over to her as she slid into the
water, reaching for her large, round biceps. She offered up a flex and
astonished me with her sizeable peak. She then flexed her chest and I noticed
her breasts were now only a B-C cup but stood out so much because of her
incredible pecs. She flexed her pecs alternately, making her breasts bounce
rhythmically. She moved right up against me and rubbed her body against mine.

"What's this?" she exclaimed as she reached for my now very erect penis. "My
oh my, so big, aren't you?" She grinned mischievously at me. "So how about an
arm wrestling re-match?"

"OK. But you'll probably beat me now. How did you make such incredible gains?"

"Well you see, I went to that gym near the supermarket, you often see the big
women there, and thought 'well someone here must know what they're doing.' I
joined up and told my trainer that I wanted to build really big, strong
muscles. He told me that wasn't really his thing so he referred me to Tonia.
She is a retired National champ and still keeps her size and definition up
there. She put me on a programme, sorted out my diet and recommended some
supplements and now here I am, still growing."

"Wow. I'll have to measure your arms again now. What were your arms before,
13"?"

"Yeah, maybe a shade under. I reckon you'll like my new measurements. Tonia
and I take my measurements at the beginning of each month, so I'll show you my
first lot of them to compare my legs and so on."

I was eager to go straight home but we stayed for a swim and Maree showed off
her big muscles every chance she got. After about 40 minutes we got out and
Maree asked me to dry her back for her. The thick muscles of her back danced
at the slightest movement, her skin was milky and smooth. I still couldn't
believe she had put on so much muscle in ten months. Tonia must have been
working her really hard, though I was concerned that maybe she'd turned to
drugs to help make big gains. She let me dry her legs and glutes too and as I
dried her rock hard quads I had a look at her g-string to see if there were
any signs of clitoral enlargement, but there was none. I then thought about
any other possible signs of steroid use but her voice was the same, she didn't
seem to have any extra hair and she hadn't been emotional or anything so I
dismissed the thoughts as my natural pessimism.

Maree only put her shirt on for the trip home and even then she didn't button
it up, leaving some serious distractions to my driving highly visible. Maree
stretched her legs out, flexing her quadriceps hard, getting them pumped up.
She ran her hands over the thick cords of muscle, felling every hill and
valley of her hardened muscles. She then moved on to her abs, tracing the
outline of each muscle with her index finger. My erection was clear to see and
she slid her other hand down the front of my bathers and started toying with
it expertly. Maree had me on the verge of orgasm in moment and quickly pulled
my bathers down enough to be able to lean over and suck on my large erection.
"Mmm, you are a big boy. We might have to measure this baby when we get home
too." She started sucking and licking me, bringing me to an intense climax
(thankfully we were stopped at a set of traffic lights on a quiet road).

Maree returned to her little show, slipping her right hand under her bikini
top and pulling on her large nipples. She was clearly turned on by the whole
situation and soon started pleasuring herself. She slipped of the thong and
slid her index and middle fingers into her already moist pussy while rubbing
her clitoris with her thumb. It wasn't long before I was erect again but we
soon turned into our street, and not a moment too soon either - I was
desperate to feel her muscles in action.

We entered the house and went straight to the spare room where I kept a couple
of dumbells. Maree rolled up her sleeve, picked up the weights and started
curling them. I watched, mesmerised by the stretching and contraction of her
strong muscles. "Come on," she said, "come and feel these babies."

I reached over and felt the incredible bulge of her biceps. She continued to
pump, her veins becoming large and prominent all along her arm. After 20 reps
she stopped and flexed her arm with the sleeve still rolled up. She then
removed her shirt and bikini top and did 20 quick push-ups before returning to
the posing display. "I think now is the time for some measuring."

I grabbed the tape from my room as Maree found the sheet with her pre-
weightlifting measurements.

"OK, lets start with my arms. They were 12 7/8" when I started." I carefully
put the tape around her firm arm and took the new measurement. "14 1/4" -
pretty good."

We moved on to her chest, which had been 39" and a D cup before. Her chest now
came in it 44" with C cup breasts standing proudly atop pectoral muscle. Her
waist was 33" when she was overweight and came in now at a sleek looking 28",
but Maree said she wantted to slim it another inch or two to highlight her
broad shoulders. Her quads had increased from 19" to 23" and her calves 14
1/4" to 16". Her butt had gone from rather flat and shapeless to a firm, curvy
bubble butt. Her natural body shape only served to enhance her fantastic
gains.

Maree started squeezing her pec muscles together crushing her breasts and
muscle into an incredible display of cleavage. She then started pulling on her
cherry-red nipples, quickly bringing them to erection at which point they
stood about an inch and a half long and nearly half an inch thick. With
nipples that size it's no wonder they appeared to be erect even when they
weren't. She called me over and offered up one of her large nipples. I started
licking and sucking on it, running my tongue down its length. She told me to
suck them harder and as I sucked furiously I could feel them grow further in
my mouth. Maree was groaning with pleasure and moved her hand to her clit. As
I was sucking I inserted 2 fingers into her pussy. Juices started flowing
almost instantly and I pushed her back onto my spare bed so I could lap up her
sweet taste. Maree had just a thin strip of pubic hair running for about 2
inches from her clitoris, cropped quite short. Just then she stood up, her
back to me, and bent her hips so that her hands were on the bed. She spread
her lips wide open with two fingers, inviting me to enter her from behind. I
slowly slid my 8" cock inside her and we found our rhythm easily. I marvelled
at the shape and tone of her ass and ran my hands over her tight abs. Her
broad back was turning me on further and I could see her triceps popping out
as she supported her weight. She asked me to pull on her nipples and she, in
return, reached an arm through her legs and started squeezing my balls. After
a few minutes Maree stopped and motioned for me to lie on the bed. She
straddled me and lowered herself on to me, squatting. She then proceeded to
move up and down, subtly changing the angle, while squeezing my throbbing cock
with her vaginal muscles. She started flexing her biceps and I reached up to
feel their hardness. This all seemed to excite her even more and her juices
started flowing strongly again and she reached a very intense climax. Maree
then moved up my body and told me to lick up all her juices, and I was in no
position to say no, what, with her strong thighs around my head and all.

I only had another three days left before moving and I was very pleased that
I'd got so much done in the previous few weeks, leaving lots of time for sex
with Maree. It was a sad day when I had to leave however, and I decided that I
would have to visit as much as possible.

To be continued ...

(c)2003 alzef

[Jeremy Lightning]

Good story, I liked her committment, I hope she continues to get stronger and more muscular. k+!

[alzef]

Maree  - Part 2 
by alzef



This is the second part of the story of my old house mate Maree.

After finishing university I moved interstate, to a city about 6 hours drive
from Maree. I figured I'd have plenty of spare time to visit her in the first
6 months or so, but things didn't work out that way. I soon got a job and it
was keeping me busier than I'd anticipated, meaning I didn't get to visit
Maree until about 9 months after I left.

The other down-side of my new job was that I could hardly ever make to the gym
and I soon noticed that I'd added some unwanted weight. Nothing dramatic, but
I lost my hard earned definition.

In the end it was actually my job that necessitated the trip and I organised
for an extra 2 days at the end of the trip. I phoned Maree to see if she'd be
in town and she said that she'd be there the whole time I was, and to call her
when I arrived.

I arrived on a Wednesday morning and had meetings until Friday afternoon. I
rang Maree on Wednesday evening and she asked me out for a drink that night. I
agreed but told her I couldn't stay out too late as I had an early meeting the
next day.

We met at a small caf� in the city and Maree looked more beautiful than I
remembered. It was a cool evening and she was wearing jeans and a loose
jacket, which disappointed me. We talked for a couple of hours before I had to
get back to my hotel. Maree caught a taxi home, so I walked her to the taxi
rank on the way to my hotel, and as she left she gave me a hug. As I put my
arms around her I could feel the hugeness of her back and shoulders and she
squeezed me enough to let me know that I probably wouldn't be in charge any
more. We agreed to meet again on Saturday morning at her house.

I could hardly sleep that night for all my thoughts of Maree and I was in a
daze through the next two days of meetings.

Finally Saturday morning arrived and I caught a taxi to Maree's house. She
told me to come around 10am as she had to work-out early in the morning. When
I arrived at her house most of the curtains were drawn and I could hear some
music playing on Maree's stereo. I rang the door and after a moment she
answered, apparently still in her training gear. She wore a loose fitting
tracksuit, but who knew what she had underneath. She gave me a quick kiss on
the cheek and invited me in. I sat at her kitchen table as she grabbed some
water. As she bent over to get the water from her fridge I could see the
beautiful outline of her glutes. I could feel myself becoming hard and I moved
uneasily in my seat. Maree came back with two glasses of water and sat down
opposite me. She didn't say anything for ages until finally she said, "so I
guess your wondering what's under this tracksuit?"

"Uh-huh."

"Well, if your good, I might just show you," she said, a mischievous grin on
her face.

She got up and walked down the hallway to her bedroom.

"Come on then."

I had a quick sip of my water and followed her. As I stepped inside her room
she pushed me forcefully to the bed. She then turned her back to me and I
heard her un-zip her top. She slowly slipped over her big shoulders, revealing
defined delts and seriously flared lats, straining against her work-out bra. I
could see the top of her tight work-out shorts above the line of her tracksuit
and Maree quickly slid her fingers inside them and the tracksuit pulling them
both straight down. The end result was Maree bending straight over, baring her
perfect glutes to me, only a g-string spoiling the view. She then stood up and
flexed one of the best rear biceps poses I'd ever seen. Her biceps were
incredibly peaked and her back was very defined. As she held her flex she
moved her right leg back and flexed her huge calve. Maree then pivoted and
went into an abdominal pose, shaking her left quad for good measure before
making it pop.

"I'm getting ready for my first show - the state championships in a couple of
weeks."

"Wow, you look ... um ... incredible!"

"Yeah, Tonia thinks I must just have perfect muscle building genetics. She
can't believe the mass I've put on and that I can still come down so well for
comp."

"So you're still training with her."

"Yeah, but it's not such a formal relationship now. We're more like training
buddies and she helps me out with diet and stuff. She said I've even inspired
her to compete again. She's actually started adding mass again. Actually,
she's coming around later today, you should hang around and meet her."

"I don't that I'll be able to handle both of you."

"Oh, you won't. You won't even be able to handle me now."

To be continued ...

(c) 2003 alzef

[alzef]

Maree - part 3
by alzef



Maree continued her sexy muscle display for me standing high on her toes,
making her calves pop. She removed her work-out bra and started flexing her
considerable pecs. She started pumping them one after the other, making her
large muscles dance. Maree then went into a crab-pose and I couldn't believe
the striations in her chest. On top of that her traps looked like they were
going to explode and her abs were amazing - each a perfectly formed block of
muscle. Thick veins were prominent on her peaked biceps and her forearms alone
probably contained enough power to beat me. She finally relaxed the pose after
nearly a minute! This girl had serious stamina. Maree then turned side-on to
me a displayed her hamstrings, making them pop out. I'd never seen such a
"peak" on a hamstring before - not even on the pros. Maree then went to her
chest of drawers and pulled out a tape measure.

"Wait there," she said as she dashed out of the room.

She returned a moment later with a pair of dumbells.

"I think it's about time you measured my muscles again - don't you?"

She started curling the heavy weights and more and more veins came to pop out
of her skin. She did about 25 reps on each arm before moving close to me and
flexing incredibly hard. I put the tape around her arm and was immensely
turned on by the size of her peaked biceps.

"15 1/4 inches! Wow girl, you must really be working out hard! I remember they
were less than 13" a year or two ago."

"Well you know, I did it all to please you," she replied flashing a cheeky
smile at me.

She then lay down on her bed and worked her chest with the dumbells. She did
some pressing and then some flies before standing up and continuing her
amazing muscle display.

"I'm very proud of this chest. I can bench well over 200 pounds now. My best
is 250."

I stood up, failing to disguise my arousal and slipped the tape around her
immense chest.

"46 1/2 inches!" I was in a muscle lover's heaven.

She continued her pump session, now focussing on her legs. Her quads were now
26" and her calves split at 17". She was very proud of her calves and showed
me how she could no longer stand properly with her feet together as her calves
stuck out too much. "I guess that's what happens when you're 170 pounds of
rock hard muscle!"

Maree then demonstrated the power of her huge thighs. She grabbed my head and
thrust it between her legs and squeezed, gently at first, then slowly adding
on the power. The pressure on my head was incredible and then she told me she
was only using half of her strength! She then threw me on the bed and wrapped
her legs around my torso and squeezed with all her strength. I thought I was
going to be sick and struggled to keep my abs tense so she wouldn't crush me
completely. I could feel the weight of her muscle bound body against my ribs.
She flexed her biceps as she dominated me before flexing her pecs menacingly
above my weak body. Maree stood up and lifted me high over her head before
lowering me across her shoulders and squatting my 200 pound frame
effortlessly.

"I usually squat about twice this much," Maree bragged as she finished her
25th rep.

Maree threw me back on the bed and proceeded to shake her thigh vigorously
before flexing it hard. Thick cords of muscle strained against her smooth
skin.

Just then the doorbell rang.

"That'll be Tonia."

Maree quickly put on a bath robe and ran to get the door.

I could hear them talking as I sat up - the sound of Tonia's voice turning me
on even more. I couldn't wait to see what she looked like.

A moment later Maree opened the door a crack.

"I'd like you to meet Tonia," and with that she opened the door fully and
stepped back.

Tonia stood before me wearing Maree's bath robe. She was about 5'8" and the
robe didn't disguise the fact that she was built like a tank. Tonia moved
forward and removed the robe in one graceful movement, standing before me now
in a tiny, jet-black posing bikini.

"I'm Tonia, nice to meet you. I'm getting ready for the same show as Maree and
we're looking for somebody to be a test audience for our posing routines.
Would you like to help?"

I think I said "yes" but I was to entranced by these two muscle goddesses to
know what I was saying or doing.

Maree put on some music and grabbed a small bottle of posing oil. She started
lightly oiling Tonia's ripped muscles, feeling every bump and crevice of her
musculature. When she was well oiled Tonia started pumping her arms with the
dumbells, curling them slowly and squeezing her biceps extra hard at the top
each time. Her thick veins were soon prominent, snaking across her massive
peak. I guessed her arms were about 16" pumped and she had a thick vein
running over the top, from her shoulder to her elbow - a look that I loved.
When she was done she started posing to the music, moving gracefully from pose
to pose but give each flex maximum effort - none of those figure competitor
poses, Tonia was a serious bodybuilder. After a couple of minutes of sexy
posing Tonia moved towards me and started flexing her biceps in my face and
showing off her muscular cleavage. Then came Maree's turn to show her routine
and I was in muscle lover's heaven!

(c) 2004

[alzef]

Michelle
By alzef
This is the true story of my encounters with my high school friend Michelle.

My friend Michelle has probably the best pair of calves I've ever seen. I know
that's a pretty big call to make, but Michelle's calves, well heck, her whole
body, was something else. Michelle had been doing gymnastics since she was
about 5 years old and had been a state rep, so by the time I met her as a
teenager you can imagine she was in pretty good shape. She was about 12 or 13
years old when I met her, and puberty hadn't really hit her yet - as is the
case with many gymnasts - but she already had a killer pair of legs. At that
age I guess her calves were around 14" but it was hard to tell much else under
her school uniform. Occasionally I'd get a glimpse of her small but firm
biceps when she had her jumper off in summer, but at that stage her calves
were the main attraction. Over the next few years though, she continued to
play a lot of sport - netball, tennis, indoor soccer, and still her gymnastics
- and her muscles developed nicely with time. On top of this, Michelle was
beautiful - wavy, long brown hair, nicely tanned skin, and beautiful eyes and
smile (though I didn't see much of that back then as she had braces).

By the time Michelle was 15 she was a stunner. She'd had her braces removed
and her body had developed to its potential. Her calves must have been around
the 16" mark and her breasts had started to develop properly and she was now a
full B-cup. That I year I also had the pleasure of being in Michelle's PE
class. Actually I was very lucky that year in being one of only 4 guys in a
class of 20, but the only girl I had eyes for was Michelle. The warmer months
that year were heaven for me as Michelle started wearing shorts in PE, showing
off not just her calves, but also a considerable pair of thighs. She had a
very noticeable tear-drop, and quite a good quad sweep to boot. My guess was
her thighs were around 22- 23" - not bad as she was fairly short, maybe 5'3"
or so. Our class spent a lot of time just playing soccer and basketball and
stuff, so I'd always try and be on the opposite team and then match-up on
Michelle. The only problem was that I was the tallest guy and she was one of
the shortest girls so I was often pushed to match-up on Rachel, who was 6'1"
(perhaps more on her in another tale ... ). However through all this Michelle
never showed more than a passing interest in me until about 2 years later,
when we were at college.

I hadn't seen Michelle for at least a year until one night she was a spectator
at an indoor soccer game I was playing in. It was a hot night and Michelle was
wearing a very short pair of shorts and a loose long- sleeve top and she
looked spectacular. I knew she must have been lifting some weights, as she had
more than gymnast's muscles. She looked like she'd grown a little taller too -
maybe 5'4" or even 5'5". Her hair was pulled back in a pony-tail and she was
as pretty as ever, but it was still her legs that warranted the most
attention. Her thighs were now pushing 26" and her calves looked to be well
past 17" and to cap it off she was starting to show some nice vascularity in
her quads and calves.

We got talking after the game and I asked if she was still doing gymnastics,
and she said she was just doing some coaching now and had taken up
weightlifting after injuring her shoulder. We talked a little more, but I had
to fill in for another team that night, so I asked if she'd like to meet for
coffee one day. To my surprise she agreed and we arranged to meet a couple of
days later.

Michelle was already at the caf� when I arrived and she was wearing 3/4 length
pants that were way too tight around her thighs, and a loose fitting t-shirt.
For the first time I noticed Michelle's upper body. Her forearms were showing
considerable muscle - I guess they were about 13" - and some serious veins. As
we were talking she's flex and relax her forearms a lot and I'm sure it was
for my benefit. We hit it off really well - she was a lot funnier and clever
than I remember, though she was very quiet for most of high school. She was
still a little shy but after a bit we started talking about weightlifting,
wrestling and similar stuff and Michelle surprised me by really opening up.
She seemed really proud of her lifting and started telling me about her best
lifts and I was stunned to hear the weight she was pushing:

Bench - 155 pounds Squats - 220 Barbell curls - 90 Leg press 900 and she was
using the whole rack to work her amazing claves!

I nearly creamed my pants upon hearing these figures, but kept my composure. I
told they were some pretty serious weights and that must be developing a nice
bit of muscle. This got her going a bit more. She told me how most of the boys
didn't like her building such strong muscles and that it was nice to find
someone supportive. Michelle then asked if I'd like to see some more of her
muscles. I just about passed out. Naturally I replied "yes" and she said we
should go somewhere a little more private. We decided to go back to my house
as it was only 10 minutes walk away and there wouldn't be anyone home. On the
walk home I'd occasionally lag behind Michelle so I could watch her calves
bulging in her 3/4 length pants. It was amazing that she didn't split them
wide open. Once inside Michelle rolled up her sleeves and flexed her sizeable
biceps. She asked me if I had any weights or something heavy and suitable that
she could use to help her get a pump, so I rushed to my room and grabbed a
pair of dumbells that I had under my bed. They were 20's and Michelle was
happy to do some pumping and posing for me. She asked me to come and measure
her muscles before she got pumped. I grabbed a measuring tape from the sewing
kit and started with her forearms - 13" cold. Next her biceps - unflexed12
1/2", flexed 13 1/2". Then on with her magnificent legs. Her thighs were 24
1/2" relaxed, then she flexed them incredibly hard and I could see each muscle
clearly. I adjusted the tape and it read 25 1/2". Finally her incredible
calves. Michelle took her sandals off and stood flat on the floor. My hands
were trembling slightly in anticipation as I looped the tape around the calves
I'd longed to measure for so many years. Relaxed, they came in at 17 1/4" and
then she stood up on her toes and expanded them to their fullness 17 3/4". I
ran my index finger around the steep ridge at the bottom of her split, diamond
shaped calves. I was in heaven. Michelle then grabbed the dumbells and started
pumping up her beautifully peaked biceps. I watched as the veins in her
forearms became prominent. She pumped out 20 reps on each arm then carefully
put the weight down and rolled up her sleeve. What had been hard but smooth
biceps 5 minutes ago, were now pumped, hard and vascular. The vein down the
middle of her bicep was huge. Michelle asked me to come and measure her arms
again now they were fully pumped. I pulled out the tape measure and measured
her pumped biceps at 14 1/2".

She then picked up the weights and went to the stairs. She told me to stay at
the bottom and she went to the 4th step, balanced herself with her toes at the
edge and pumped up her mighty calves. About 1- reps in I heard a little
tearing noise and a giggle from Michelle. I realised then that she'd worn
those pants for a reason. After about 40 reps she stopped, came down a couple
of steps and presented them to me. I couldn't believe it. Here was a girl, all
of 5'5", with 18 1/4" calves. Michelle stayed a couple of steps up and
continued pumping her bulging calves, letting me feel them as she moved up and
down. After that we moved back to the lounge and she took off her shirt and
pants and stood before me in her sports bra and tiny training shorts. She gave
me a little demonstration of her pecs, making her very full and round B cup
breasts bounce up and down. Then Michelle started rolling her hips sexily,
making her abs dance. She had a perfect six-pack, each muscle perfectly
defined and shrink wrapped in her beautifully tanned skin. She then thrust out
her right thigh and shook her giant quads before flexing them so hard it
looked like her skin could barely contain her power. Michelle moved towards me
and pushed me down onto the couch, hopped into my lap and started flexing her
fantastic biceps right in front of my face. She grabbed my hand and placed it
on the peaked muscle as she flexed it over and over.

As she did this, she slowly wrapped her powerful thighs around me, then all of
a sudden she squeezed me so hard that I thought I would be sick. Michelle
leaned forward and whispered in my ear "this is just to let you know who is in
charge ... but I know this is what you were after anyway."

I put my hands on her thighs as she continued to squeeze and could feel every
muscle fibre straining against my ribs. Then, as suddenly as she started, she
stopped. I breathed out heavily, and she smiled that beautiful smile at me:
"So, do you want to see how strong my arms are?"

To be continued ...

(c) alzef 2003

[caino]

FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!
but I dubt it's a real story, this girl is stronger than me at 34 yo...........
please continue the story