THE FARMER'S DAUGHTER
By B.F.
(c) WIG, LTD 1993
Ted never enjoyed the summers he spent at his
grandparents' home in the Ozark Hills. He was a city boy and the
only things to do there was to fish and make an occasional trip to
town.
He had, in fact, managed to wiggle out of the last two
annual visits, but with his grandparents getting up in years, he
figured that come "will-time", he would be remembered as to the
frequency of his visits.
Up the road, about one and a half miles, lived the
McGraths. Ted, now 24 years old, knew there were several sons in
his age range to possibly pal around with, but they were all luggish
brutes of large size, who in the past had teased and taunted Ted
about his slight stature. As was the case during his last visit, Ted
stood 5 feet 4 inches tall and weighed in at just over 120 pounds.
The only daughter in the McGarth clan was Beth-Ann, 6
years Ted's junior. She was a spunky young tomboy, but very
pretty, even in her early years. The thing that stuck in Ted's mind
was that each year he visited, Beth-Ann seemed to have grown
another 6 or 8 inches in stature.
The last time Ted saw Beth-Ann, she had reached 5 feet 5
inches in height, and finally started to fill out. During the last few
days of his last visit, Beth-Ann had nudged up to Ted and pointed
out how her shoulder was now an inch or so higher than his.
During the last swim in the in the small lake on the McGrath's
property, the young girl actually snuck up behind him as he waded
in the water, and snaked her arms around his waist, lifting him
momentarily off his feet and, whispering in his ear in her mid-south
drawl. "You best come back next summer, so we can have some
fun together". While this was, at first, embarrassing to Ted, he
finally sluffed it off as being due to the buoyancy of the lake water
and soon forgot the incident. Ted had no interest in the 16 year old
girl, despite her developing charms. Besides, she still looked like a
platypus- with those big feet and hands. That was the last time Ted
saw Beth-Ann until his most recent visit.
By the second day of his current stay, Ted was already
bored. Strolling down to the lake, intent on taking a swim, he
heard a splashing in the nearest cove. Rounding the curve, the cove
came into Ted's view. It's occupant was Beth-Ann. Spotting Ted
at the beach, Beth-Ann smiled and started walking in his direction,
still fully concealed by the water.
Even at that distance - maybe 40 or 50 feet - Ted could tell
that his former young and pesky companion had blossomed into a
youthful beauty. With her honey-blond hair framing a cover-girl
oval face comprised of a small, upturned nose with a scattering of
freckles across its bridge, dazzling white straight teeth, and
turquoise blue eyes, Beth-Ann now possessed the self-assured,
nearly arrogant look of a teenage girl who knew fully well that she was
a drop-dead knockout.
Rising from the shallows, however, Ted's look of surprise
turned to sheer astonishment, as Beth-Ann's physique came into
view. The gorgeous young blond, who had just turned 18 years
old, now stood before her astonished visitor. Before his eyes stood
a darkly tanned young Amazon; standing six feet two inches tall,
and sporting a string bikini of a day-glo yellow tint, which along
with her blond hair and brilliant light blue eyes starkly contrasted
with her bronze skin tone. And what tone! From the tips of her
broad, well developed shoulders to the lower portion of her mile
long legs, Beth-Ann's bronze body sported powerfully defined and
sizable muscles.
With her hands on her trim young hips, Beth-Ann smiled
down at the astonished young man, who now stood no taller than
the top of her young, yet broad and powerful shoulders. At over
185 pounds, Beth-Ann outweighed the bewildered Ted by over 60
pounds, all of which was solid, teenage muscle!
"Wh..., geez....," Ted finally squawked. "You've certainly
changed a lot since I saw you last, Beth-Ann!"
Her response further intimidated and bewildered her older
visitor. "You mean these?" Beth-Ann queried, as she raised her
arms up and went into a double biceps pose.
Each of her obviously well worked-out arms displayed 16
inch biceps, the size of softballs. "Go ahead - give them a feel," she
suggested, and by the tone of her voice, Ted knew he didn't have
much choice. Ted lifted his right hand and placed in on Beth-Ann's
extended left bicep. It was as solid as a rock, and more sizable than
that of those guys Ted observed at the beach and was jealous of -
And this was the arm of a young woman just barely 18 years old!
Beth-Ann lowered her arms, then raised a hand to her
mouth and started giggling. "Ted, in my mind you were still bigger
and stronger than me. I can't believe how teeny and puny you are
compared to me, 'specially considering what my Ma called your
Grand-pa about."
Ted hadn't a clue what Beth-Ann was talking about just as
her long fingered, strong hands reached out, clasped Ted just under
his arm-pits, and slowly, but almost casually, proceeded to lift him
off the ground, until she held him literally nose-to-nose, his feet
dangling almost a foot from the ground. Ted's hands went
instinctively to Beth-Ann's upper arms and shoulders for support.
The muscles under her satin, bronze skin were like steel to his
fingers.
Beth-Ann, still holding Ted aloft, extended her arms straight
up until she held him straight overhead. She giggled and said,
"Geeze. I can't believe how easy this is. It's like, I bet I can do
pretty much anything I want to your puny, little bod....."
"Beth-Ann!" a loud female voice called from across the
lake. "We're fixin' to head into town now, so get home right now!"
It was Beth-Ann's mom.
With a somewhat disappointed look in her face, she lowered
Ted to the ground. As she stood there towering over him and
looking down into his eyes, Ted was almost visibly trembling and
was beet-red-blushed from the experience the gorgeous, blond teen
had just put him through. Looking silently back up at Beth-Ann,
Ted felt nearly dwarfed by her formidable height and physique. He
couldn't recall ever having been so humiliated in his life. But then
Beth-Ann broke into a broad grin and said. "But don't worry, Ted,
we're gonna have plenty of fun tonight.....Mr. Baby-sitter!".
With that, the muscular young teen turned, gathered up her
blanket and towel, and dashed off in the direction of her farmhouse.
Starring in amazement at the steely definition of her long, thickly
muscled lower limbs as she jogged away, Ted's emotions ran the
gauntlet from embarrassment to confusion to curiosity.
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Walking into the kitchen of his grandparent's home, Ted
went over to the fridge and grabbed a beer. Grandpa came in a few
minutes later, and after some small talk, chuckled and said. "Oh, by
the way, Teddy, I volunteered you for something this weekend." A
twinge crossed his stomach, recalling Beth-Ann's earlier comments.
"The McGraths and their boys are going to town this weekend for
the livestock show. They need someone to keep an eye on that
little gal of theirs, so I told 'em that you wouldn't mind. Guess she's
having some girl friends over for a sleep-over party, and Mrs.
McGrath said they need a chaperone."
This insight into Beth-Ann's statement filled Ted with mixed
emotions. He had no problems with the aspect of watching over a
group of healthy young teenage farm girls, but for some reason, he
had a twinge of anxiety at the thought of being alone with Beth-
Ann in that type of environment for a full weekend. But he
mentally put that concern aside and packed up an overnight case,
and donned a pair of shorts and tank-top for his stay at the
McGrath's place.
The McGraths ran a highly successful cattle/crop operation
and their farmhouse rivaled any similar homestead in the exclusive
suburbs of the state capital. After ringing the bell, Ted was greeted
by a pretty young brunette about Beth-Ann's age, but of a more
traditional stature, who invited Ted into the large home. She
directed Ted to the rec-room where the girls were set up with their
sleeping bags, accessories and miscellaneous stuff that most teenage
girls deemed an absolute necessity for a sleep-over party. There
were four girls - Pam, who had met Ted at the door, Sue-Lyon,
Amy, and Heather. All were very attractive young ladies, and each
was dressed in the most recent and expensive fashion outfits. It
was obvious that Beth-Ann ran around with the "popular crowd" at
her high school. Ted introduced himself, then glanced around,
looking for Beth-Ann. Pam offered. "Beth-Ann ran upstairs to get
changed into something special for you as soon as she heard the
doorbell." This prompted the other girls to comment.
Sue-Lyon: "Yeah, that's right Ted, Beth-Ann said you used
to be her boyfriend, even though you're so much older than her, is
that true?"
Heather: "But, was she ever pissed off when her parents
hired you to be her baby-sitter. She was real embarrassed."
Amy, directing her comments to the other girls: "Yeah, but
Beth-Ann kept saying he was really cute. What do y'all think?"
Beth-Ann's sudden entrance to the room resulted in a
simultaneous burst of laughter from her young guests. The giggles
subsided as she walked over to an old beam frame from her
gymnastics days. Wearing a floor length, white terry cloth robe, and
leaning against the beam, she inquired as to if the proper
introductions had been made. Satisfied with the response, she went
into a summarized rendition of her association with Ted.
"The first time I met Ted, I was about 12 years old. I
thought he was a real hunk and tried to get him interested in me,
with no luck." She glanced in Ted's direction. "The next year, even
though I'd grown some, he treated me the same way. But by the
time I was 14, I'd grown up to be bigger than him, and I always
caught him 'giving me the eye'.....ain't that the truth, Ted?", she
directed to her informal "baby-sitter".
"Yeah, I guess so", responded Ted after an awkward
moment of silence. "But it was only because you were growing so
fast. I never had any romantic thoughts at the time."
By the frown that crossed Beth-Ann's face, he immediately
knew that that comment was a mistake. This was compounded by
one of the girls' comments: "There- you see, Beth-Ann, he's only
your baby-sitter, not your boyfriend."
Ted watched Beth-Ann walk over to where he stood.
Another wave of awe ran through his body at the combined aspect
of the breath-taking beauty of the blue eyed blond, and her
intimidating size. Looking up at her, he realized that at 6' 2" tall,
she now stood a full head taller than him.
Flashing a blinding smile, Beth-Ann looked right over Ted's
head in the direction of the girl who made the comment. "Yeah?
Well Ted's already told me he's impressed by how much I've
changed since he last saw me, isn't that right Ted?" She smiled
down at the young man and began telling him what she had been up
to since the last time they'd seen each other, two years ago.
"...When I got too tall for gymnastics, I got into swimming, and
then track and field." Then continuing. "I had to workout with
weights for both sports, and I didn't like it at first, but then I started
seeing the results the workouts were having on my body, so when I
started really getting into it then." Beth-Ann continued talking
about her progress. "I made a personal goal to be able to bench-
press twice my body weight by my 18th birthday - That was almost
a month ago, and I've already exceeded it by almost 50 pounds!"
Then giggling, with her hand to her mouth, she added. "And Mr.
Ketchem, the boy's track coach is really pissed at me. Last week,
one of the guys on the team asked if I wanted to try my luck with
the shot-put. I'd never tried it before, but on my first throw, I
exceeded the boy's school record by almost 20 feet!" She
continued proudly recounting her athletic achievements at school,
then looked with a piercing, yet smiling glance down into Ted's
eyes. "But my very, very favorite sport is body building - even
though I've been told I'm way too tall for it. But then the boy's
track coach went to the school Doc and complained that I must be
on Steroids or something. I didn't have anything to hide, so I took
the tests. Dr. Stevens, whose a really neat guy, and a friend of my
dad, said not only was I clean as a whistle, I was the best physical
specimen he'd ever examined, and said I could look forward to
another 4 to 5 inches in growth before I'm done - Olympics
Basketball 2000, here I come!"
Beth-Ann was obviously very proud of her physical
attributed and stature. Unfastening the belt of her robe, she let it
slowly slide off, revealing to Ted her buff and bronzed 6' 2" frame
clad only in a micro-mini bikini comprised of much less material
than that which she wore the last time he had seen her. To Ted, the
change in the young farm-girl was startling.
Smiling proudly, Beth-Ann went into a series of poses
intended to show off the well defined and massive level of
muscularity she had developed over recent times.
Clasping her hands behind her back, she tensed her arms to
display a set of steel-banded triceps of a size and shape Ted couldn't
believe until she asked him to feel them, which he did, resulting in
an added layer of awe to his already bewildered look. Ted's eyes
then drifted towards Beth-Ann's powerful looking chest, sporting a
pair of grapefruit-sized breasts which were obviously not reliant on
the tiny bikini top she wore for support.
Encouraged by Ted's look of surprise and awe, Beth-Ann
continued with her muscle flexing routine. Raising her arms up, she
produced a pair of biceps that actually made Ted blush, as he
contemplated the fact that they were the possession of a girl
who had just recently turned eighteen years old.
When Beth-Ann flexed up her leg and positioned it next to
Ted's for comparative purposes, it produced a round of laughter
and applause on the part of her young friends. Even Ted had to
acknowledge that the comparison of his thin lower limbs to the
young girl's darkly tanned, long yet powerfully muscled legs was in
fact almost comical.
Ted's apprehension level went up a notch with Beth-Ann's
next comment. Draping her left arm across his shoulders, she
proudly raised and flexed up her powerful right bicep. "OK Ted,
now it's time for us to start having real fun together." Tossing her
golden mane of blond hair back and forth, she broke into a
mischievous smile and rubbed her hands as if savoring the thought
of what she had in mind. She reached out and took Ted's shirt,
pulling it up and over his head, then tossing it aside. "I can do
whatever I want with you Ted, and there's nothing you can do
about it."
"Now listen here, young lady," Ted started to respond.
But Beth-Ann simply chuckled and reached out, clasping
the sides of Ted's shorts in her strong, long-fingered hands. "You
won't be needing these for a while, city boy," she said with an
exaggerated emphasis to her drawl. She slowly peeled the shorts
down to his ankles, to the cheers and taunts of the now rowdy
group of girls eagerly looking on.
Placing her hands under Ted's armpits, Beth-Ann positioned
her left leg between Ted's, her thick middle thigh pressed firmly to
his now excited crotch and foot planted on his shorts. Lifting him
upward, she completed her task of stripping the now stammering
and pleading man.
The well defined muscles of her broad shoulders and
powerful arms expanded like steel coils with the effort, but Beth-
Ann showed hardly any signs of difficulty in holding Ted up and out
at arms length, his feet dangling a foot or more off the floor. And
the beautiful teen was obviously enjoying herself tremendously,
judging from the dazzling ear-to-ear grin across her beautiful cover-
girl face.
"Pl...Please, Beth-Ann," he begged. "You're going way to
far....This is getting out of hand."
Ted couldn't believe this was happening to him. The
humiliation of being so easily held aloft, naked, by this beautiful,
muscular teen and in front of a giggling, appreciative audience of
her teenage friends, was beyond his endurance.
Beth-Ann giggled as her gaze drifted down to Ted's now
exposed crotch. She lowered Ted to his feet, and ignoring his
verbal protests, brushed his hands away from his efforts to conceal
his crotch. Her strong right hand reached between his trembling
thighs and encompassed his sack and limp penis. She began
administering a vigorous massage and again giggled. "There, Ted,
things aren't out of hand now, are they?" This triggered an
uproarious wave of laughter on the part of the girls watching the
demonstration. Ted could feel his face flush an even deeper shade
of pink.
"What's the matter, Ted? Is the big city boy embarrassed at
being so much smaller and weaker than the little farm girl?" Her
fondling, despite Ted's humiliation and embarrassment had resulted
in his member becoming about half ridge. She stroked it gently
then released it giving his nuts a gentle upward pat as said. "Don't
worry, I'll get back to those soon enough."
Standing up to her full height, she pointed out to her friends
the difference in Ted's and her heights, boasting proudly that even
barefoot, the top of Ted's brown-haired head barely reached the
tops of her broad, bronze shoulders.
"But you know what," she smiled down at Ted's fear and
awe struck look. "Even though you're so much smaller and weaker
than me now, I still think you're one of the cutest little guys I've
ever seen, in fact, I could just hug you to death!"
With this statement, Beth-Ann bent her knees, wrapped her
long muscular arms around Ted's mid-section and drew him against
her powerful frame, lifting him off his feet. Slowly, she began
contracting her arms. As the pressure of the bear-hug intensified,
Ted began squirming and pleading to be released.
"Please, Beth-Ann stop... you're going to kill me," he
begged.
"I'm not even squeezing hard, you little silly", the Amazonic
teen said. "But OK, I don't want you to start crying on us now."
She let up on the crushing embrace, and for a moment, Ted
thought he would be let down. That glimmer of hope was dashed,
however, when the young blond beauty instead started maneuvering
him in her arms. Holding Ted like a groom would carry a bride,
she carried him around the room, positioning herself center-stage
for her audience. Then placing one hand on his upper back and the
other on his butt, she slowly pressed him straight overhead; the tan
smooth muscle of her powerful young body rippling in the process.
Ted's sense of humiliation turned to fear as she held him proudly
aloft.
"Please," he begged from his lofty height. "Beth-Ann,
please don't drop me. Please put me down." She actually danced
around the room with him to show off her great strength.
Then lowered him to her right thigh, holding him in that
position with just her strong right hand clamped tightly to his butt.
She bent and scooped up his shorts with her left hand, holding them
tauntingly out of reach.
"Give me a kiss and maybe I'll let you have these back, lover
boy, she chuckled.
Desperate to put an end to this humiliating ordeal, Ted
complied, his hands holding her full upper arms, sending another
sense of awe through his brain at the sense of their size and
firmness. Beth-Ann's hands went to the back of Ted's head,
drawing him close for a deep French kiss. The combined sensation
of the kiss from this gorgeous young blond, the feel of her firm
round breasts pressed against his chest and the sheer sensation of
his nakedness pressed against the beautiful Amazon, caused a sense
of arousal which even his embarrassing circumstances couldn't
contain. Feeling has stiffening member against her rippled
abdomen, Beth-Ann laughed, saying,, "You little faker. You're
having a good time after all. All that fussin' and whinning's just
pretend, isn't it?"
Still holding him at her side, she reached down and cupped
his privates in her hand. "You don't have to be shy, if you wanted
some attention down there, why didn't you just say so?"
Beth-Ann carried Ted over to the couch and positioned him
on her sturdy lap. "You really do like my muscles after all, don't
you?" She flexed up her right bicep and had him feel it with both his
little hands. With her left arm wrapped around his back, she
reached down and began massaging his balls and rod until it was
"steel-stiff".
"Does that feel good'" she purred into his ear as her strong
fingers worked him over.
Ted was speechless and moaning, "please, Beth-Ann.......".
This was all he could croak before he reached his limit of
endurance, erupting like a volcano in her hand.
Satisfied and delighted with her accomplishment, she
allowed Ted his freedom at last.
"You can go back to being our baby-sitter now, Ted, she
chuckled as he furiously jumped off her strong lap and hopped back
into his shorts. "But, tonight was just a warm-up. Just think how
much fun we're gonna have tomorrow when we're alone!"
The End
