Genetic Giants

[UnholyDk1103]

This is my favorite kind of story, where both the male and female characters get massive together! 

[Wookey]

This is my favorite kind of story, where both the male and female characters get massive together! 

200% with you. So long as he doesn’t become subservient

[szerep]

wow just wow. This story is beyond sexy. I hope she continues to grow more and more even in the dick department.

[phil123]

Hope the both will grow and perhaps he reached he size but the she will outmuscle him again in this body part. So it is not always about size but also strenght.

Great story. Thanks +k

[monstarmaster]

Hey Apley44,

Unfortunately your "mail inbox" is full, so that I could not send you my praise and my proposals via mail.

That's why I post them here.

I WOULD LIKE TO ASK ALL READERS OF THE STORY "GENETIC GIANTS" NOT TO CONTINUE READING THIS AS THIS IS NOT THE CONTINUATION OF THE STORY, BUT JUST SOME PROPOSALS OR FANTASIES OF MINE



Well Apley44, I really enjoy your story "Genetic Giants". I have asome little proposal sfor the next chapter/s that I want to share with you:

Sienna finds out about a gym for hardcore male bodybuilders and hunky porn stars who train naked and love to smack talk. They also lift weights with their huge cocks by putting a cock ring with an attached chain on their members. You can add weight plates to the chain for "cock curls". The biggest studs (black men with huge cocks, all 10 to 12 inches) perform cock lifts with 45-50 pounds.

Jon contacts the owner of the gym Drew Bullard "the bull" and - being Mr. Olympia - gets an invitation to train with the "alpha studs" if he can live up to the preconditions of the gym... being shredded and muscled (what they grant him being Mr. Olympia) and having a big and thick cock (at least 9 inches). He has to send a dick pick to Drew to prove his worthiness. Jon wants to decline the request (or rather order) at first, but Sienna talks him into it. She wants to set "those fuckers" up. Jon agrees with her plan.

He visits the "alpha studs", shows that he can perform in weightlifting (outlifting almost all other guys) and is shown how to perform cock curls with the cockring and the chained weights. Outlifting some of the guys while lifting 35 pounds for several reps, Jon gets cocky and challenges Drew to a cock lifting challenge. Drew accepts with the condition that the winner has to suck the loser's cock. Jon hesitates, but when the other guys call him a pussy, he accepts while knowing that he already sucked a huge cock (Sienna's) and is unlikely to lose anyways.

Jon, however, is no match for Drew who has trained his cock (which he calls pillar of power and he-man cock) for several years and defeats Jon soundly lifting 50 pounds for 6 reps while smack talking Jon whose cock goes semi-hard trying to lift 45 pounds. Jon has to kneel and suck Drew's cock. When he has just started sucking, Drew laughs out loud while flexing and posing. He shouts: "Yeah, Mr. OLYMPIA! SUCK MY HE-MAN COCK! Your dick is NO MATCH for my PILLAR OF POWER!!! Is there ANYONE ELSE who wants to challenge the King?!?" The other guys shake their heads and say... "No, Drew. YOU are the Boss!"  "You are the fucking king, Drew! YOU rule!" "Mr. Olympia is YOUR FUCKING BITCH, man!"

Then Sienna enters the gym in just a posing thong and a bikini and shouts "Let him GO! I will challenge you, Drew!" Then she flexes and her bikini snaps and flies away freeing her gigantic muscle boobs. When she flexes Boudica her posing thong is ripped apart as well. Everyone else gasps when her 12 inches thick cock is revealed standing proudly erect.

Drew accepts the challenge grabbing the head of Jon and pushing his cock into Jon's mouth one last time (almost suffocating him) before letting him go. Jon has to catch his breath.

Sienna and Drew perform cock lifts to a draw. Noone can outlift the other one maxing out at 3 reps with 55 pounds. They have to solve the tie with a cockfight. First one to start cumming loses. They grind their big cocks into each other. Finally Sienna wins the cock fight. Drew cums first and has to suck off Siena. Siena proclaims herself the new boss of the "alpha studs" while asking anyone to challenge her. Noone does. The alpha studs invite their women and girlfriends to the gym and they have an orgy.

In a future installment Jon might outperform Drew in cock lifting and cock size etc. claiming the spot of 2nd in command. Drew accepts his new role as 3rd in command. Then they could plan for further "conquests".


Just some ideas, apley44. I really would love to see some cock lifting from Sienna. Her (and Jon) outcocking and dominating some arrogant muscle studs would be a real turn-on. 

However, it is your story and I will be looking forward to future installments regardless if you decide to implement my ideas into your story or not.

Keep up the great work!

Your fan

monstarmaster (mm)

[nebulasparks]

This an awful idea.

[Wookey]

Agree that bad idea

[Apley44]

Hey Apley44,

Unfortunately your "mail inbox" is full, so that I could not send you my praise and my proposals via mail.

That's why I post them here.

I WOULD LIKE TO ASK ALL READERS OF THE STORY "GENETIC GIANTS" NOT TO CONTINUE READING THIS AS THIS IS NOT THE CONTINUATION OF THE STORY, BUT JUST SOME PROPOSALS OR FANTASIES OF MINE



Well Apley44, I really enjoy your story "Genetic Giants". I have asome little proposal sfor the next chapter/s that I want to share with you:

Sienna finds out about a gym for hardcore male bodybuilders and hunky porn stars who train naked and love to smack talk. They also lift weights with their huge cocks by putting a cock ring with an attached chain on their members. You can add weight plates to the chain for "cock curls". The biggest studs (black men with huge cocks, all 10 to 12 inches) perform cock lifts with 45-50 pounds.

Jon contacts the owner of the gym Drew Bullard "the bull" and - being Mr. Olympia - gets an invitation to train with the "alpha studs" if he can live up to the preconditions of the gym... being shredded and muscled (what they grant him being Mr. Olympia) and having a big and thick cock (at least 9 inches). He has to send a dick pick to Drew to prove his worthiness. Jon wants to decline the request (or rather order) at first, but Sienna talks him into it. She wants to set "those fuckers" up. Jon agrees with her plan.

He visits the "alpha studs", shows that he can perform in weightlifting (outlifting almost all other guys) and is shown how to perform cock curls with the cockring and the chained weights. Outlifting some of the guys while lifting 35 pounds for several reps, Jon gets cocky and challenges Drew to a cock lifting challenge. Drew accepts with the condition that the winner has to suck the loser's cock. Jon hesitates, but when the other guys call him a pussy, he accepts while knowing that he already sucked a huge cock (Sienna's) and is unlikely to lose anyways.

Jon, however, is no match for Drew who has trained his cock (which he calls pillar of power and he-man cock) for several years and defeats Jon soundly lifting 50 pounds for 6 reps while smack talking Jon whose cock goes semi-hard trying to lift 45 pounds. Jon has to kneel and suck Drew's cock. When he has just started sucking, Drew laughs out loud while flexing and posing. He shouts: "Yeah, Mr. OLYMPIA! SUCK MY HE-MAN COCK! Your dick is NO MATCH for my PILLAR OF POWER!!! Is there ANYONE ELSE who wants to challenge the King?!?" The other guys shake their heads and say... "No, Drew. YOU are the Boss!"  "You are the fucking king, Drew! YOU rule!" "Mr. Olympia is YOUR FUCKING BITCH, man!"

Then Sienna enters the gym in just a posing thong and a bikini and shouts "Let him GO! I will challenge you, Drew!" Then she flexes and her bikini snaps and flies away freeing her gigantic muscle boobs. When she flexes Boudica her posing thong is ripped apart as well. Everyone else gasps when her 12 inches thick cock is revealed standing proudly erect.

Drew accepts the challenge grabbing the head of Jon and pushing his cock into Jon's mouth one last time (almost suffocating him) before letting him go. Jon has to catch his breath.

Sienna and Drew perform cock lifts to a draw. Noone can outlift the other one maxing out at 3 reps with 55 pounds. They have to solve the tie with a cockfight. First one to start cumming loses. They grind their big cocks into each other. Finally Sienna wins the cock fight. Drew cums first and has to suck off Siena. Siena proclaims herself the new boss of the "alpha studs" while asking anyone to challenge her. Noone does. The alpha studs invite their women and girlfriends to the gym and they have an orgy.

In a future installment Jon might outperform Drew in cock lifting and cock size etc. claiming the spot of 2nd in command. Drew accepts his new role as 3rd in command. Then they could plan for further "conquests".


Just some ideas, apley44. I really would love to see some cock lifting from Sienna. Her (and Jon) outcocking and dominating some arrogant muscle studs would be a real turn-on. 

However, it is your story and I will be looking forward to future installments regardless if you decide to implement my ideas into your story or not.

Keep up the great work!

Your fan

monstarmaster (mm)

Dear monstarmaster,

First of all, i do apologise that you couldnt send a message into my inbox. I was not aware that it was full. But it was great to hear that you wanted to reach out.

Thank you so much for your suggestion. And i am truly honoured that you took the time to come up with this interesting plotline. I have to say, I did enjoy reading it. Im happy that you referred to Sienna’s cock/clit as Boudicca! True fan right there. Your concept is very unique, and i was a little turned on, if i say so myself. You did capture Sienna’s essence of dominance. Kudos to you, monstarmaster.

Hmm, as of this moment, i am pondering with multiple ways of advancing the story. I do have ideas in my head and all i have to do is put them to paper. I do get multiple suggestions from readers from time to time, on how to advance the story. I am truly honoured as it shows that people do care about the story.

Anyways, i dont really promise anyone on whether i accept/reject suggestions. It depends on where the story is going and what sort of story i want to write. My mind changes all the time. But i do thank you, monstarmaster, for your suggestions. Readers like you keep me going forward. I would also like to thank all other readers who have followed this story so far, and those who have given their kind comments as well.

As for you, monstarmaster, seems like you have a passion for writing. I really do hope read some of your stories here someday. (Or you are already had stories in this forum in the past? If yes, i would love to read them). In the end of the day, we are all female muscle lovers, with different specific tastes on how we love our ladies. Its great that this community exists to help us connect with each other and share our interests.

Regards,
Apley44

[Apley44]

Chapter 10

I couldn’t wait for our honeymoon. It was like a week after the wedding, so while we waited for the day to come, we had our little “pre-honeymoon” in our own mansion. Knowing her new fetish, I pampered my wife with hours upon hours of granting her fantasy – letting her dominate all over me with her muscular body and unrelenting libido. She was getting bigger and stronger. She was putting on another 5 pounds of muscle since the wedding, making her a whopping 400 pounds of pure womanly muscle! There was no stopping this Genetic Giant. But because Genetic Giant was kinda like my nickname in the bodybuilding world, if she wanted to break into the scene, she would need her own distinct nickname. Because of how ferocious she was in bed, and in the gym - her workouts were fucking brutal, atrocious, and she could physically manhandle the biggest baddest fighters in the world by pure brute force alone. She still went to the Goddess Generation gym. To train her MMA and wrestling skills. Because of how unstoppable Sienna was getting, Dana had decided to form a new subsidiary company – The Goddess Fight Club. In this club, she managed to hire some of the best fighters from all over the world, some of them were MMA experts, some of them were highly-trained former army commandoes, some are former professional wrestlers. They’d arrive at the gym almost twice a week, whereby their main client, Sienna would spar. And this sparring was no holds barred. They signed a contract, each of them would be paid an attractive 5000 dollars per hour, but in return, they must give their all. They must fight like their lives depended on it, and not hold back. In return, Sienna would do the same. And every single time, Sienna would emerge victorious. No matter how big they were, or how much she was outnumbered. Once, she completely destroyed eight fighters at once, all of them bigger than the largest NFL quarterbacks. All of them ended in the hospital, though Sienna decided to bear the medical costs. It took her less than one and a half minutes to beat them to a pulp, using a combination of brute strength, agility and skill. Because of this, I decided to propose to her the nickname of “Brutal Belle”. Sienna “Brutal Belle” Cox.

And a latest surprise was the occasional threesome with Dana. Oh my God, it was just paradise. It was Sienna’s idea. She wanted to know how it felt like, stuffing her gigantic cock into a woman’s vagina. She couldn’t stuff it into her own, so she decided her bisexual crush, Dana, would do the trick. Dana was putting on an INSANE amount of muscle mass as well. As of now, she was as big as, if not bigger than, prime Kai Greene. She came a long way from the time when I first met her. At that time, she was already the biggest Miss Olympia there ever lived. That time, she went on stage, with the ability to beat prime Arnold and Lou Ferrigno. Because of her unprecedented invincibility and sheer massiveness, the Miss Olympia had to undergo a new evolution. Gone were the days of Andrea Shaw and Iris Kyle. From that day on, when you want to compete in the Miss Olympia, you had to look as big as Arnold, and Arnold wasn’t even the biggest bodybuilder if you compare with the modern mass monsters like Big Ramy or Ronnie Coleman. But for ladies to look as big as Arnold, that was an evolution in itself. That was why current Miss Olympia competitors, like Yasmin Kim (our officiant for the wedding) and Polina Remkova (the Russian girl who wrestled the bear) were putting on muscle upon muscle. These were the pioneers of the new Miss Olympia age.

But then again, Dana was just on a different level, she was just too HUGE and RIPPED for the Miss Olympia. If she stepped on stage now, she would shame even the Mr Olympias. That was how big she had become. Of course, Sienna and I, we loved BIG women. BIG, STRONG, MUSCULAR women. And Dana was as big as they could get.

Dana’s measurements:
Weight: 370 pounds
Height: 6 feet
Chest: 62 inches
Waist: 30 inches
Arms: 28 inches
Thighs: 40 inches
Calves: 28 inches

I’m telling you, she was humungous. Nowhere near our size but for a girl, and seeing that she was just 26, fuck! She must be insane! And boy, did she show it! When we invited her over, we decided to start off with a naked morning workout in my private gym. There we were, bench pressing 500 pounds for reps and deadlifting 650 pounds. All that sweat, glistening over Dana’s peachy pale skin, decorated with a tapestry of chiselled striations and pencil-thick veins. She was gorgeous. Of course, not as gorgeous as Sienna (my wife was Goddess level), but let’s just say, if Dana didn’t go into bodybuilding, she would be perfect for Victoria’s Secret. Her perfect dirty blonde hair and sapphire eyes, she was definitely worthy of a modelling career. But she chose bodybuilding, and fuck, it was like the best choice she ever made in her life. Who doesn’t want a young, gorgeous girl going on stage with a powerful, ripped body that could put any male bodybuilder to shame. Right now, two of these girls were in my house. One of them became my wife, and the other, I was going to fuck in a pleasurable threesome.

Standing side-by-side, and flexing, those two ladies were making me cum. Just by watching. I tried not to masturbate at the sight of them challenging each other with their terrifyingly ripped musculature and flawless posing. They did a front double bicep in front of the mirror, and damn! I observed those mountainous peaks of theirs, like a bowling ball was stuff underneath their skin, beautifully sculpted that you could make out the separation between the different heads, and the surrounding triceps and shoulder muscles. And those forearms. They both have forearms bigger than some men’s thighs! Those beefy thick muscular pillars of meat, covered with their silky sweaty skin, decorated with layers upon layers of sinews and striations, the pencil-thick veins snaking about, tapering into the formidable balls of their fists – ready to crush rocks in their grips. Pair that with the radiant smiles from their perfect white teeth, and luscious lips (the same lips that kiss me to sleep every night), it was unbelievable. How can something so feminine and beautiful, be so sexy, strong and powerful at the same time?

“HUUUUURRRRR! MMMPH!”

“OH YEAH BABE! HUUUUMMMM…URRRGGGGHHH!”

Their grunts and groans as they started pumping up their massive muscles just made it even sexier.

“Check me out Dana! Check out my big beautiful biceps! All those concentration curls….urrrgggghhh…and this is what I’ve built! Perfection!” Sienna bragged, as she flexed and unflexed to pump those guns of hers even bigger. 

“I won’t deny that babe. Your arms are HUGE! But when it comes to abs,” Dana twisted into a side crunch, admiring those aesthetically sculpted eight-packs of hers, with veins galore, “I have better abs!”

“We’ll see about that!” And Sienna went into her own abdominals pose, lifting up her bare perky boobs just to get a better look of her eight-pack in the mirror. She took a deep breath, and flexed and boom! Her abs just exploded. “Look at me! My abs are just as good as yours!”

I do agree that there are major differences in their ab structure. Dana was more symmetrical, each brick of muscle, lined up perfectly next to each other, tapering into a magnificent V-shaped Adonis belt, more magnificent than the greatest Greek gods of Mount Olympus. Her bellybutton made it the more cuter. Unlike Sienna’s innie bellybutton, Dana was an outie, like those on Amanda Machado, and I just found it fascinating. I remembered before I met Sienna, I used to have casual sex with Dana whenever we meet in bodybuilding competitions, and playing with her bellybutton was one of my trademark foreplay moves.

Not that Sienna’s eight-pack was inferior. Despite being asymmetrical, which I believe was a genetic thing, I loved it all the same. The uniqueness of their uneven nature was what made them cute. Plus, Sienna had much better obliques and serratus anteriors, and her lowest two abs had this long tapered, inverted triangular shape that bulged and stretched all the way to her groin, which I found sexy. And oh, Sienna had many more veins – about five or six, as compared to Dana’s four - and were more tortuous and juicy.

“Hey Jon, what are you sitting down there for, with your big boner? Come and flex with us! We’re having so much fun!” called Sienna.

I chuckled. “No worries, I’m just enjoying the view. You two are just incredible! Gorgeous!”

“Come on, love. Show us your signature mooost MUSCULAR!”

“Oh alright,” I said, getting up from my bench, as the ladies jumped like they were kids granted an ice-cream cone. It was hard to imagine that these two ladies, despite how ripped and terrifyingly muscular they were, could still show a side of innocent femininity like that. It was refreshing.

I got between them and cranked up the most powerful most muscular pose I could muster. My whole body just exploded. My veins bulged, my muscles rippled. I smiled. I still got it. I was huge! Here I was, imagining the greatest fantasies my muscular babes could offer me, but I kept forgetting, albeit briefly, that I was the greatest MALE bodybuilder there ever was. My posing was amazing, my muscles just oozed confidence. I wouldn’t forget that two years ago, I was going around fucking chicks left and right like the misogynistic bastard that I was. Now I was humbled by my wife, and in return, I had all my fantasies fulfilled by her. I didn’t need all that fucking around anymore. I had a legendary bodybuilder for a wife, and she loved my muscles just the same, no matter how much bigger than me she got.

“Mmmm…what a man,” Sienna said, running her pretty hands all over my gigantic beef of an arm.

“He’s a stud. You’re so lucky Sienna…” Dana said, stroking my wide back. 

They each gave me a kiss on either side of my cheeks.

“Oops look at that, all this flexing made my lovely man quite excited,” Sienna observed, gesturing at my painfully erect cock that was dripping with pre-cum. “Here, Dana, why don’t we help him finish the job.”

And the girls took a deep breath and went into their own most muscular poses.

“HUUUUURRRRR!”

“UUUUURRRRRRGGHH!”

All those densely-built muscles, hulking out from the bodies of these beautiful ladies…their sheer show of strength and raw power, their incredible size, the formidability of their confidence…Sienna did a quad stomp that shook the whole house, that even the dust from the ceilings trickled down to the floor, but her thighs…an irresistible display of mass, cable-like striations and gorgeous definition. I couldn’t take it anymore.

I came, and the juice just shot out and splattered all over the place.

“Mmmmmm yeah…JONATHAN JUICE!!!” Dana cheered, scrambling to put my cock into her mouth and accept whatever cum I had left.

“I’m amazing, aren’t I, love? I can make you cum with my beautiful, amazing mmmmuscles, so HUGE and STRONG. Oh…I’m just obsessed with this!”

Sienna went into a side chest, admiring her growing pecs dancing in the light. Then she turned around and she slid into a back double bicep, taking the opportunity to admire what she deemed were the best muscles of her entire body: her back. And I agree, as Dana gave me a relentless blowjob, I entertained myself with the invincibility of my wife’s enormous back…one built from sweat and iron and tears (and lots and lots of meat and protein). I think I mentioned in the earlier chapters that I had pioneered the development of two undiscovered muscles on my back, but Sienna, observing her beauty, I noticed at least six more undiscovered muscles that I didn’t have, all fittingly moulded amongst the destructive deltoids, remarkable rhomboids, thundering traps, rumbling lats and rippling erector spinae. And when I traced my eyes over those posterior thighs, just astonishing. Her bulging adductor muscles, searing glutes, humungous hamstrings and diamond-cut calves (each head bigger than a rugby ball), all forming a death-sentencing package for anyone who dares to mess with her. She could just wrap her legs around your head and squash your skull like a watermelon. She could even strangle your torso like an anaconda, and break every rib and vertebrae in your body. Just like how she did those elite fighters she was training with. She slapped her hamstrings, just to test how firm they were, and they were super firm, and dense, and hard, before bending down sensually to feel those rock-solid calves of hers.

If she wanted to be, she could be an unstoppable killing machine. And I mean that. I would be curious to see how she would destroy any fighter in a fight to the death. How easy would that be for her, if she just used the full extent of her brute strength in a no holds bar fight to the death. How easily she would humiliate and crush the team of ten to twenty expert fighters charging at her, mangling their ribs with her legs while crushing their skulls in each hand, before destroying these people’s necks in an arm hold. All the while as they helplessly kick and punch her dense hard body, only to break their own bones in the process, for her hard-earned muscles were a natural-set of battle armour built to withstand any blow from a trained fighter. Heck, even her own deltoids were so huge, it was as if she was wearing NFL-grade shoulder pads, only that her delts were much, much bigger and harder than any shoulder pad in any NFL league. How many single-strike death-blows could she launch with that powerfully built arm of hers? I imagined she could punch a hole in the wall with her bare fist (she said she did that before), so imagine the amount of damage she could do to a human being. An uppercut to the jaw could break the mandible to a hundred pieces, crush the brain, shatter every teeth and snap the cervical vertebrae in half. Instant death. And I imagine this everyday: if Sienna decided not to hold back, how terrifyingly brutal could she be? It would be so easy for her, considering the strength she had built. Brutal Belle. She liked the name.

“Alright Dana. That’s enough. Your pussy is mine!” said Sienna, which snapped me out of my brooding trance. “Come here and let me fuck your brains out, you bitch!”

She started her dominant mode again. The threesome was happening.

Sienna, like a feral she-wolf in heat, stuffed her cock into Dana’s pink, tender vagina, and pounded her like crazy. She was merciless when she was in dominant sex mode.

“OHHHH FUCKKKK, MY MISTRESS! DON’T STOP! YOU FUCK BETTER THAN ANY MAN I HAD EVER BEEN WITH….AHHHHH.”

Wow. My wife was a legend.

“Hey, son of a bitch! Come here and stuff your heavy dick into my pussy!” Sienna ordered.

She preferred me being under. So to allow me to actually go under, she had to lift Dana off the ground for me to slide below. Sienna was strong, very strong. By just using her cock alone (no hands), she lifted Dana’s 370 pound body off the ground like it was nothing. Dana wasn’t even holding on to Sienna because she was too busy fondling her own tits. Sienna knew this show of strength really turned me on, and she smirked when I stared at her with that awe-struck expression. Just to bask in all her powerful glory, Sienna gave a front double bicep, just for the fun of it. Then, I lay below her, and she engulfed my cock in her warm, tight pussy.

At this point, we were in a sort of modified double penetration position. I was the one under, with the weight of two 370-400 pound female bodybuilders on top of me. Dana was between me and Sienna, with Sienna penetrating Dana and me penetrating Sienna. But we dared not do all the work. Sienna, being the dominant one that she was, was pounding both of us. Every-time she thrusted her hips into Dana, I felt the full forced of her vagina receiving my cock.

To top off the ultimate show of strength, Sienna dragged both me and Dana to a nearby pull-up bar with her insanely powerful genitals. At this point, Sienna had become so incredibly muscular, that she was able to contract and relax her vaginal muscles at will. So u could imagine how she was grabbing onto my dick with her pussy and pulling my bodyweight along with it. Then, in one swift motion, I felt her vagina contracting tighter around my erection as she jumped and reached for the pull-up bar. Dana was there, her massive body half-limp with the unrelenting pleasure of Sienna’s cock. And just like that, Sienna was hanging from the pull-up bar, her vagina holding on to me by my dick as I dangled three feet off the ground, with Dana on top of me, supported by my torso and the strength of Sienna’s cock inside her. And from there, Sienna started doing pull-ups, rep after rep, with the combined weight of her own 400-pound mass of pure muscle, my 395-pound body and Dana’s 370 pounds. A total of 1165 pounds and she was repping like it was nothing. Okay…maybe it wasn’t nothing, she was controlling her breathing, exhaling with every pull-up, I could see her biceps exploding with power, larger than the size of volleyballs, the veins bursting out of her flesh as thick as my fingers, the sweat dripping down her bulldozer arms, her deltoids just screaming with power. And if that wasn’t enough, in a show of superhuman muscle coordination, along with every upper body pull-up, she was doing vaginal pull-ups as well, her pussy muscles contracting and relaxing, pulling and releasing my dick from her vagina, using my 395-pound body as a weight for her incredible and sexy “vaginal curls”.

By the 14th rep, she was screaming. But she managed to switch on that insane beast-mode of hers and crank out an extra 6 reps, before stopping and releasing us at the 20th rep. By then, her veins were throbbing, her body soaked with perspiration, but I could see the pride in her face as she stomped over to the mirror for a full-on most muscular. And my, it was indeed the MOST MUSCULAR she had ever been.

“HAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGHHHHH!” She flexed, her humungous arms just bursting with power and strength…it was just a monstrosity! A beautiful, sexy, powerful monstrosity!

“I am RIPPED! I am HUGE! I am BRUTALLLL! I am UNSTOPPABLE!” She bragged, pumping those huge arms which I think were over 35 inches now, bigger than Jay Cutler’s thighs. And that was when she came all over the gym, and you know how much of a cum-making monster she was. The whole place, from walls, to ceilings, to floor, was soaked with her juices, being pumped out by that garden hose of a cock she had. The most incredible cock in the world, all 12-inches of her, and it belonged to a girl.

I was so lucky.



UP NEXT: Honeymoon at the Arnold Classic, as Sienna, former Sports Illustrated and Victoria’s Secret supermodel, shows off her shredded, massive, muscular physique to the world for the first time ever.

[Wookey]

K+ amazing work

[monstarmaster]

Really great! Awesome chapter! Klease keep up the incredible work!!!

 

[Apley44]

As always, thank you all for the kind words. Apologies for the great length of time between chapters. However, I do have some ideas on how this story is gonna go. I would love to reach the chapter soon on explaining how our protagonists got their insane muscles (and maybe add an antagonist? Not sure yet). Anyways, enjoy this new chapter.

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Chapter 11

Some people do their honeymoons in the nice, warm beaches of Hawaii, or take a cruise to the Caribbean. I had seen people fly to Iceland and some went city hopping in South East Asia. Nope, not for us. When you’re as huge and ripped as us, you have to live, sleep and breathe bodybuilding, and that includes the honeymoon. Sienna and I, being the obsessed bodybuilding couple that we were, decided to do our honeymoon at the Arnold Classic in Columbus, Ohio.

Well, it wasn’t a sudden knee-jerk decision. Two months ago, I was invited by the organising committee to guest pose for the Arnold Classic. Despite being one of the most prestigious bodybuilding shows besides the Olympia, I tend to skip it because I don’t know…when you’re as invincible as me in the bodybuilding scene, you tend to stop insulting your own greatness by wasting your time joining so many bodybuilding shows. I know, it was a rude and arrogant thing to say, but seriously, bodybuilding is a merciless sport. I had won five consecutive Arnolds in my day. And in my last win, I could see absolutely no one that could come close to challenging me. I was miles ahead of the second placed winner, whose name I don’t even remember. And until today, it was the same. I had no worthy opponent. Let the newcomers get their glory. I might as well enjoy my life at home and just show up once a year to win the all-important Olympia.

But guest posing did make me a fair amount of money, without the stress of competing, so I took it up. That was before Sienna showed up at my doorstep with her new glorious physique. Now that she had become this all-conquering mass-monster, I thought it would be a great time to convince her to guest pose alongside me. It was too late for her to join as a competitor, but I negotiated with the PR people, and got them to agree for a couple’s guest pose.

Of course, I kept the identity of my mysterious posing partner a secret. That was my term, or I was pulling out of the deal. You see, Sienna had made it an effort to keep her newfound musculature under wraps from the public eye for quite some time. She put on decent disguises when she went out – covered in large sunglasses, oversized hoodies and trousers. Some people even thought she was a man, due to how tomboyish and HUGE she was. In our wedding, it was a fairly private affair with close friends and family (and no paparazzi). She even stopped updating her Insta****. Even when she does post for her 2.3 million followers, she made it a point to not show anything about her body.

But today. Today was the day. She agreed to take up the guest pose and made this day her “coming out” day. Once we settled into the hotel, we made our way to the expo. I was pretty much being myself, flaunting everything I had with a low-cut stringer vest, showing off the beauty of my enormous arms, canyon-like back and textbook pecs. Sienna kept a low profile, preferring to keep a safe distance from me as I strutted around the expo, in case someone got curious enough to ask who she was or worse, straight up recognise her. She covered herself up pretty nicely, with a custom-made XXXXL grey jacket, the hood snugly covering her head, with a pair of Ray-bans and custom-made pants. Despite being tailored specifically for her, the jacket and pants were struggling to contain her hulking musculature, the fabric stretched almost to their limit even as she relaxed. One accidental flex, and the material would rip apart. Way to keep a low profile. But for now, she was fairly safe, no one seemed to recognise her and she didn’t seem too out of place among a crowd of bodybuilding enthusiasts. Well, she was much, much more massive than any of the bodybuilders here, but so far, she only attracted curious stares. So far, no one managed to break her cover.

As I made myself slowly across the expo, stopping every few feet for the fan selfie and autographs, I managed to escaped the mob and reach the changing rooms. There, I was greeted by the PR rep, Miss Oaks. She was probably in her late 30s, and although she wasn’t a competitor, she had a pretty decent physique. Definitely a MILF, but I was a married man, so I put that thought out of my mind. 

“Hi, nice to meet you Mr Cox. I hope your journey here isn’t too difficult,” she smiled, reaching to shake my hand. 

“Nope, I enjoyed it. The crowds are wild, aren’t they?”

“As soon as they heard you were coming, tickets soared,” she eyed Sienna as she made her way into the changing room, “Hi there, you must be Mr Cox’s posing partner. How may I address you, Sir?”

I chuckled. “Oh no, she is no Sir.”

Miss Oaks jumped. “She? I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have assumed. You looked amazingly huge, almost as big as Mr Cox, so I just assumed…” 

“No worries, Miss Oaks,” Sienna said, taking off her hoodie and removing her sunglasses, “I’m Sienna Cox, Jon’s wife.”

Miss Oaks’ jaw dropped, either at the sudden recognition of who Sienna was, or just at the sheer size of the bodybuilding monster standing in front of her. Sienna was almost a foot taller than her, and four times as wide.  Standing face to face, Sienna looked as if she could bundle up Miss Oaks in a bear hug and break every single delicate bone in her body. Now, just in her tiny lingerie, Sienna’s physique was there for her to see. Miss Oaks, despite working in the PR department for almost ten years, probably had never seen so much muscle on a girl before, such beauty, such size, such definition, all so extreme, let alone on a gracefully gorgeous girl like Sienna. The body that Sienna was showing her now, it was terrifying. I experienced this terror before, but it was a good kind of terror, one that fulfilled all my fantasies. And to imagine that Sienna was more massive and ripped now as compared to when she first revealed her body to me. Miss Oaks must be shitting herself.

“Like what you see Miss Oaks?” teased Sienna, giggling like a naughty sorority girl, tracing the unbelievable snake-like veins on her right forearm with her left index finger, before curling her right elbow into a sensual flex, her left palm cupping the bowling ball peak that was her incredible right bicep. “Don’t worry, I get that a lot. It’s not everyday you see a girl as gorgeous as me put on this much MUSCLE. Ooooh…check out this HUGE bicep of mine. Say, as a representative of the Arnold Classic, how much BIGGER are my biceps, compared to those male bodybuilders out there?”

“I’m sorry, Mrs Cox, for staring. That was unprofessional of me.”

“Well, I seem to recall your doubts when you contacted my husband, doubts about his new…posing partner,” Sienna said, now extending her arm to admire the lobster-clawed definition of her right triceps and pumpkin-like delts. “So, do you have any doubts now?”

“No, Mrs Cox. I’m sorry if I offended you.”

‘No, nothing of the sort. I’m just teasing you. I’m happy to be invited. You made the right choice.” Sienna turned to one of the mirrors on the wall, and did a crab pose, all her upper body muscles exploding with sheer power. “Oh yeah, I’m RIPPED! Aren’t I, Miss Oaks?”

“Yes, you are Mrs Cox.”

“Alright. Thank you for your time, Mrs Cox. If there isn’t anything more, maybe Sienna and I can get changed? I’m sure you have much to do as well,” I said. 

“Oh right, sorry Mr and Mrs Cox. I will leave you to it. You can use the pump-up room back-stage. You’ll be on in one hour.”

“Thank you, Miss Oaks,” Sienna said, as the PR rep closed the door behind her.

I stripped out of my clothes, and Sienna did the same, unzipping her track bottoms and untying her bra. Pretty soon, we were naked, two incredibly muscular human beings, preparing for the stage. I put on my posing trunk, the one I wore in my last Olympia. Sienna had to put on men’s trunks too, with a matching tiny bra set, showing off as much boob as possible, with all those glorious beefy pecs as well. She squeezed her chest, interlocking her hands in front of her and her titanic pecs rumbled to life, showing off a tapestry of veins, cuts and sinews. While my trunk was leathery black, hers was a plain white. She loved white. Our posing trunks had to be custom-made. We didn’t have a choice, considering the package we were carrying. Sienna had Boudicca, I had Titus. If it were up to us, we would pose full-on nude, showing off every inch of our bodies in all their glory. But obviously, the federation wouldn’t allow that, so we had to stick to our tiny posing suits. Even then, our huge dicks was threatening to burst out, our long erection stretching out the tiny piece of fabric, to the point that our thick shafts were visible from the sides. Seeing myself and my wife, half-naked, admiring ourselves in the mirror, it was perfect.

   As I gelled my hair, Sienna took out her make-up kit and started applying her foundation. Sometimes, with all the brutal workouts and the dominant aura she was emanating, I forgot she used to be one of the most sought-after supermodels in the world. Powdering up those bouncy cheeks, reddening those luscious lips that kissed me to bed each night, lining those jewelled eyes with mascara, she reminded me of the time she became the face of L’Oreal, her breathtaking face displayed on the streets of New York, Paris and Los Angeles. Tying her wavy golden blonde hair in a high ponytail, her biceps and forearms twisting with every movement, she knew I was watching her, so as she put on the final touch ups, she puckered up and blew me a tenderly kiss in the mirror. Oh, man, my heart…

   “That face, that body…you’re insanely perfect,” I complimented.

   She caressed my cheek, “I know. I meant to be.” And she pecked me on the neck.

   We then quickly oiled each other up, and I wish I had to take my sweet time feeling all of her rock-hard muscles, but we still needed to pump up. As we ran our hands over each other’s bodies, gently feeling up every hard bulge and crevice, I couldn’t help but notice our raging erections meeting each other, mine and hers, Titus and Boudicca feeling each other up like how we were doing to each other’s bodies.

   And I had to say, we did a great job. If our natural bodies looked formidable, the oil made us look god-like. Our muscles glistening in the light, Sienna commented, “Check us out, babe. Not only are we carved like bronze statues, we are just as hard too.”

   “Oh yeah, and look at those glutes of yours! They’re shining like two metal orbs.”

   She slapped her gigantic, muscular butt, the size of basketballs, before letting them erupt into a tantalising flex. She groaned as she got seduced by her own power, before twisting into a side crunch, “Don’t forget my abs too!”

   “We both know you have a marvellous set of eight-packs.”

   It was true, those rectus abdominis of hers, washboard in their nature, each pebbled muscle boasting the size and hardness of bricks. I remember one time, during one of her dominating sex sessions, she challenged me to grab a piece of brick and smash it as hard as I could against her midriff. I did as I was told, and true enough, the brick shattered into a hundred pieces, and she wasn’t even flexing. She was just laughing. I knew she wasn’t flexing because moments later, she did just that, going into a thighs and abdominals pose, arms folded behind her head, and as she squeezed her glorious eight-packs, the cuts between each muscle narrowed and the remaining brick debris trapped between them (most the size of marbles of peas) were crushed as her muscles clamped down on them. By the time she relaxed, what flowed out of the sexy crevices of her abs were nothing but a fine sandy powder that used to be stone debris.

   There was a knock on the door. Miss Oaks peeped in. “So you two ready? Let’s have you two in the pump up room. It’s private, just for our guests.”

   “Very good,” I said.

   We requested a private pump up room because I just knew the amount of weights we were going to use. Almost all available, and if we were to do that, none of the competitors would have a chance to pump up. So we got our own room, and it was heaven for us. A quick but intense workout to get the blood pumping into our million-dollar muscles.

   But even that was hardly enough. We wanted to do squats, but there were only weights up to 500 pounds, so to add to that, we decided to piggyback on each other, while squatting with the barbell, since we weighed almost 400 pounds each. That was more closer to our workout weight. As Sienna squatted her 500 pound barbell and my 400-pound body weight, I could feel my erection pressing against her back. But knowing how many bumps and ridges there were on her humongous back, I had to be careful in case my dick slipped in between one of them and she accidentally crushed my dick with her muscles.

   As she grunted ferociously to finish up her 12th rep, I let go. With all the sweat and oil and pumping muscles, she looked unstoppable. After a few more sets of brutal barbell curls, barbell rows, bench presses and shoulder presses, Miss Oaks came in for our final call.

   “Mr and Mrs Cox, you’re up in 5 minutes.”

   It’s show time.

[Wookey]

This is fantastic. Might be your best chapter. Am looking forward to the next one with bated breath. K+

[jhunter]

Great to see more, and that the story is reaching a climax. Keep up the good work.

[UnholyDk1103]

Amazing! And the Idea of a Antagonist sounds awesome.