★Memorable Author: [M Roppo] *Annie Ample & others* Stories~collected

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Stories in this collection:

Little Annie Ample #1

Little Annie Ample #2

Little Annie Ample #14

Little Annie Ample #3

Nancy, Diary of a Muscle Girl

Annie Goes Ape

Little Annie Ample - Snow Job

Little Annie Ample #17

Little Annie Ample #18


Little Annie Ample #1
by Michele LeMuscle
roppom@planet.eon.net


This is the first installment in a series about a 13 year old girl named Annie.
The term 'Little' in her name refers to her age, 13. Annie of course is her name
and 'Ample' refers to her muscles. Annie has shoulder length, blond curly hair,
stands 5' tall and weighs an astounding 219 pounds, most of which is solid
muscle, ... very Ample indeed. Now Annie is a simple girl with basically two
interests in life. Number one is, she absolutely loves to lift weights. Number
two is, she loves using her young muscled body to inflict pain on the opposite
sex. Now that you're a bit acquainted with her, let's get started on the first
story of 'Little Annie Ample'.

Brad was on his way up the stairs. The 18 year old was told by his mom, on her
way out the door, that his little sister Annie wanted to see him up in her room.
He reached the top of the stairs and heard the familiar sound of clanging
weights coming from his little sisters room. He knocked on her door, still not
sure of what she needed to see him about. "Come in.", he heard her young, high
pitched voice say. He opened the door to find Annie laying across a bench,
pressing about 400 pounds. He'd seen her pump iron many times, but still was
amazed by her strength and the size of her muscles, after all she was a 13 year
old girl. "What did want to see me about, sis?", he asked. "I'll be with you in
a minute.", she said as she hoisted the huge weights up of her chest. Brad
watched her press the weights as if she were lifting a broom stick, not
straining or even a hint of sweat being broken. "47 ... 48 ... 49 ... 50!!!",
she counted. She showed no signs of stopping and Brad watched her press the
massive weights another 20 times. She easily rested the bar-bending weights on
the rack above, showing no signs of ever lifting them at all. "Hi", she said as
she sat up. Her T-shirt mercilessly strained to contain her massive upper body.
The sleeves had actually torn open a bit. Brad easily understood that math
equation, short shirt sleeves + 24 inch biceps(relaxed) = ripped sleeves. She
stood up and walked over to him, her 34 inch thighs threatening to rip her jean
shorts at the seams. At 5' 11", he was almost a foot taller than her, but her
nearly 220 pounds outweighed him by nearly 50 pounds and gave her the appearance
of a tank. She put her arms behind her and took a girlish stance. Her little
girl, freckled face was quite a contrast to her massive musculature. "Wow, you
just keep getting more and more muscular, Sis!", he said. "Thanks, do you really
think so?," Annie asked as she flexed her biceps. Two huge mounds of muscle shot
upward, forming very highly peaked 28" biceps that tore her ripped sleeves even
farther up her arms. "That's incredible, Annie.", he said in amazement. He had
the urge to reach out and feel her biceps, but there was no need for that, for
her biceps were most definitely as hard as rock. "But what did you need me
for?", he added. "Well, I was thinking of trying something different.", she said
as she began pulling her T-shirt off.

It was as if she were peeling an orange as the tight shirt came over her head.
She was now topless except for a pair of bow ribbons she had pasted over her
nipples. She did not quite have fully developed breasts yet, but her pecs would
be the envy of Mr.Olympia. "You know how much I love working out ...." she
continued as she crossed her arms in front of her. " Ya.", he replied, watching,
her huge pecs converge to a rippling cleavage. ".... and how much I just love
beating up on boys or men", she added, turning to a side chest pose that made
Arnold Schwarzenneger look like Pee-Wee Herman. "Well, I thought I could combine
the two things I love most together. I've all ready taken care of the workout,
now I need to beat up on a male.", she said, looking up at her older brother
with flickering eyelashes. For the first time, Brad felt unnerved by his little
sister. "Wait a minute, Annie, you don't mean ...?", he asked, backing away
nervously. " Uh, huh ", she replied with an ear to ear smile. "But why?", Brad
asked as he backed into the door. "Awww... you're my big brother, your supposed
to help your little sister out.", she said, throwing her chest out and pinning
him to the door. Her pecs felt like steel against his rib cage. "Annie, please",
he begged. "I think when a girls got muscles like this, that it's only customary
for her to beat up her big brother ... and I wouldn't want to break any
traditions.", she said, flexing her massive biceps again. Brad tried to move,
but found he was between muscles and a hard place. "Besides, you really don't
have a choice in the matter.", Annie said.
Brad tried once more to free himself, but she giggled at his feeble attempt to
budge her. Annie reached down and grabbed the waist of his pants and with the
other hand, grabbed his shirt collar. She backed up from the door, taking her
trembling brother with her. Then with no effort at all, lifted him up over her
head like a Teddy bear. "Oh, no!!!, he gasped as he dangled over her. Annie
brought him down to her chest and then back up again. She did this over and
over. "I guess I could workout a bit more, a girl can never have too much
muscle.", she giggled as she hoisted him up and down like a paper weight. Up and
down he went like one of Annie's toy dolls that she played with just a few years
ago. "Ahhhh!!!, Put me down!!", he yelled. "Oh ... you want to come down?", she
joked and with the next lift, tossed him in the air. He came crashing down face
first into the floor.

Annie kicked off her runners and stood over him as he lay face down on the
floor. He slowly made his way up, his neck slipping up between her awaiting,
open thighs. His momentum was halted by her crotch, and she slowly crossed her
feet. Her 34" inch thighs surrounded his neck like a vice. "What the?", he
gasped as he tried pulling his head out. "Hee, hee, hee ... you're so cute.",
she giggled. She squeezed with the very light pressure, but her thighs bloated
with muscles and straightened his body right out as the pain wrung through his
neck. His squirming began to fade and his hands slid down off her legs.
"Oooohhh", she sighed softly as she squeezed a touch harder. Huge cords of
muscle wrapped tightly around his neck. She slowly turned up the squeeze,
putting his neck under extreme pressure. A few threads began to pop on the seams
of her shorts as her mammoth thighs swelled. "Mmmm ... I'm very impressed, big
brother. Most men are usually passed out by this point.", she said to her
brother, who moaned in pain. "But a little bit more muscle should take care of
that.", she added as she tensed her thighs. Her thighs bulged with muscles upon
muscles. His body jerked from the immense mass of Annie's thighs. Her thighs
were out to a massive 36 inches. "There we go, now just a little bit more
squeeze .... mmmmmm", she said. His body gyrated as his oxygen was cut off and
his neck bones on the verge being disintegrated by her mammoth thighs. He was
nearly limp as she slightly spread her thighs apart and turned to one side. His
limp head slid down the back of her leg, only to come to rest on top of her
jutting calf.

"How you doing down there, big brother", Annie asked her barely conscious
brother. Annie stood up on her toes, bloating her calves out to 22 inches.
"Mmmmm, now that's what I call a muscle.", she said as she slowly raised her
leg. Her calf mushroomed as it trapped his head between her calf and hamstring.
"Unnngh!!", he bellowed. She flexed her foot up and down, making her calf bigger
and bigger with each flex. His face also felt the results of each flex as it was
repetitively crushed by the rock-hard muscles. She brought her leg up and held
it there. His face was tightly compressed between the immense muscles. "Those
sissy girlfriends of yours don't have calves like this, do they, big brother?",
she teasingly asked as she flexed her foot up hard and fast. He jolted in pain
from her erupting calf. She gently let her leg down and his head slid limply to
the floor. She turned to face him. He moaned lightly as he lay motionless on the
floor.
Brad slowly rolled over onto his back, he was still in a great deal of pain.
Annie started bouncing up and down on her toes. Brad opened his eyes just as his
little sister jumped in the air and like a seasoned diver, arched her back and
stretched her body out. It was too late for Brad to avoid her as all her 220
pounds of solid muscle came crashing down upon him like a wrecking ball. The
floor shook from the thunderous crash, which expelled every ounce of air from
Brad's crushed body. Wrapping her arms and legs around him, Annie rolled over
onto her back and now Brad was on top of her. His limp face lay on her chest,
moaning in pain as he seemed to be from the beginning of this ordeal. Annie
turned his head, putting his nose right in the heart of her muscle-rippling
cleavage. Then wrapping her huge arms around his head, she squeezed. His face
was entirely surrounded by crushing muscles. "Mmmmmm", she moaned as her arms
bulged from the squeezing. His face plunged into darkness as it was pushed
deeper and deeper into her cleavage. His torso lay between her open legs, which
she then closed around him. Then with all limbs, Annie squeezed. Muscles bulged
and rippled as she squeezed her big brother into her body. Brad was helpless and
could nothing but take the pain being dished out by his little sister. "How do
you like it in there, big brother?", she teased, crushing his face harder into
her stone-carved pecs. Meanwhile, his waist size had probably shrunk a few
inches, do to the hydraulic crushing power of her muscle-engorged thighs. She
opened her legs, as she was probably about to break a rib or two, and released
his head from her chest. Then slid her legs up under him, planting her feet on
his stomach. Like huge steel coiled springs her legs shot up, propelling him
into the wall. He slid down the wall, in his semi- conscious state, only to fall
flat on his face once more.
Annie grabbed her older brother by the scruff and pulled him up to his feet. She
had to hold him up or he'd fall. "Time for some more working out.", she said to
her groggy brother. She squatted down, tilted her head forward, and outstretched
her arms. He fell forward, landing over her shoulders. Annie Adjusted him atop
her shoulders and then stood up. She squatted her brother up and down.
"Oooophhh", she softly exerted as she pumped her 175 pound brother up and down
as if he weren't even there. He began to regain a bit of his senses. Annie
looked up at him with girlish smile as she continued to squat him. "You're not
very much of a workout, but you'll have to do.", she said to him, squatting him
for the 20th time. Even though the 175 pounds was absolutely no strain on her,
her legs bulged and rippled in a sea of muscles.

Coming up for the 40th and final squat, Annie held him in the air with one arm
and flexed her other. "Mmmmm" , she moaned as the mountainous peak rose up from
her arm, nearing 30 inches. "I just love being young and muscle-bound.", she
said, pumping her arm into rock- hard firmness.
Annie gently brought her brother down to the floor. He was able to stand on his
own this time, barely. Annie stood up on her toes, enormous muscles bulging and
pulsating throughout her young body. "Thanks for helping me out, Brad.", she
said to her glossy eyed brother. "I think I'll thank you with a little 'ol
hug.", she said with pouty smile as she gently wrapped her arms around his body.
"Oh, no!!", her brother blurted in anticipation of what was to come. Her arms,
which were bigger than his thighs, wrapped snugly around him. He buckled as
gently squeezed. Biceps growing around him, pressing him into her unyielding
pecs. "Mmmmmm", she sighed as she squeezed harder. The air slowly thrust out of
his body under the constriction. "I want to thank you very much.", she continued
to squeeze. Brad found it hard to breath at this point. Her arms teemed with
muscularity and power. "I want to thank you ..... very, very much." Annie pushed
her chest out while squeezing with her muscle pumped arms. "Annie ... I ...
can't ... br ..!!!", he tried spew out. "I want to thank you from the bottom of
my heart, mmmmphh!!!", she said arching her torso and leaning back. She lifted
him off the ground, wrapped by her mammoth muscles.

He fell unconscious under rib-cracking pressure. "Mmmmmm", she moaned, shaking
him up and down and squeezing with might. She kissed him on the cheek, opened
her arms and he fell almost lifeless to the floor. "Who says little girls are
made of sugar and spice?", she said, flexing her body into muscular frenzy.
And so ended the first of what was to be many beatings Brad would receive from
his little sister, but those are other stories.
the end

[rodman]

Here's story #2, Enjoy

LITTLE ANNIE AMPLE  #2

Young Annie's muscles give the Doctor a 'Physical'.
by Michele LeMuscle roppom@planet.eon.net

The requests for another story of Annie have been pouring in. So here it
is, another little muscular tale from that cute little bundle of big,
bulging muscles we all know as ... 'LITTLE ANNIE AMPLE'. Annie visits
the Doctor for a physical examination, but we all know Annie's
nature(she lives for lifting weights and pummeling boys and men), so I'm
sure you can guess who ends up getting the 'physical'.

* * *

Dr. Jones fiddled with some tubes in a cabinet when he heard his nurse
say from behind. "Annie's here for her physical, Doctor." With his back
still to the door he said. "Send little Annie in. It's been a couple of
years since she's been to see me, let's see how the little lass has
grown."  He heard the nurse ask Annie to enter. "Just have a seat on the
examination table, Annie. I'll be with you in a moment.", the Doctor
told Annie. Annie hopped up on the table. She was wearing a white, black
polka dot top with lace lining the sleeves and her low cut front. A very
short white, pleaded skirt and high-heeled sneakers with rolled down
white socks. The Doctor began to turn to her. "Well, let's have a look
at little ...", he started to say, but halted as soon as he saw Annie.
"Hi", Annie's 13 year old voice squeaked. Her hair was in a pony tail
with a ribbon. "My word!!", the Doctor exclaimed as he gawked at her
physique. The 5' tall girl was a vision of muscularity at nearly 220
pounds. Her clothes strained to contain the expanse of her young,
muscle-engorged body. Resting on the palms of her hands had her sleeves
stretched tight by her unflexed 24" biceps. The two solid blocks of
muscle that adorned her chest also pushed her top to it's limits. Her
relaxed 34" thighs teemed with enormous muscles, as did her massive 21"
calves.

"My, my ... what do we have here? Looks like our little Annie has been
lifting a few weights." the Doctor said of young Annie's muscle-bound
physique. "Oh, just a little bit, Doc.", Annie replied. "A little!!! You
make the incredible hulk look like a little boy!", the Doctor boasted.
"The nurse tells me you'd like a complete physical today.", he added.
"It's been a couple of years since I was hear last and I want to see if
I'm healthy.", Annie said. "I don't think there's any question about
your health, but we'll give you a physical anyway.", the Doctor said,
reaching for his blood pressure equipment. "Let's start with your blood
pressure. Hold out your arm please.", the Doctor requested. Annie held
out her arm. Her relaxed bicep all ready had a large dome elevating from
her arm. The Doctor began to wrap the blood pressure strap around her
arm. "This is quite an arm!!", he exclaimed as he had to stretch the
strap to its limit to get it around her bicep. The strap was grasped by
the last bit of velcro. "There we go, just barely made it.", he said and
began pumping up the strap. Annie held her arm out to one side and
slowly flexed. Snapping velcro was heard as her bicep grew. "What are
you doing, Annie?," the puzzled Doctor asked. Annie girlishly giggled as
she continued to slowly flex. Half way up into her flex, her arm was all
ready at 27 inches. "Annie, please ... I'm trying to take your blood
pressure.", the Doctor pleaded. The velcro gave way and the strap
snapped open under the strain of her flexed 29 inch bicep. "Ooooops",
Annie said with a giggle. "Oh gees!!!", the Doctor blurted as he tossed
the torn strap on his desk. "Oh, well ... I'm sure your blood pressure
is fine.", he sighed.

The Doctor then put a stethoscope around his neck. "Let's have a listen
to your heart and lungs.", he said, lifting the stethoscope to her
chest. "Now take a deep breath.", he asked of Annie. "Sure thing, Doc.",
Annie replied mischiefly. Annie inhaled, expanding her chest immensely,
out to 58 inches around. "How's that?", she asked the stunned Doctor.
"What ... uh?", the Doctor mumbled in awe of her chest. "Maybe a bit
more?", Annie said, taking some more air and puffing her awesome chest
out over 60 inches. "Is that better, Doc?", the mucle-bound young girl
asked teasingly. "Uh ... yes, that's fine.", he replied, placing the end
of the scope near the center of her chest. The cold steel touched her
skin and Annie's upper body cringed as she giggled. As she cringed, her
upper body muscles tightened up and rippled. "Oooooo ... that's cold!!",
she sighed. Her chest was tensed and her pecs had converged, trapping
the end of the scope in her cleavage. The Doctor went to pull, but it
was firmly entrapped by her bulging pecs. Annie pretended she hadn't
noticed and tensed her pecs a bit more. Her cleavage rippled with hard
muscle, burying the end of the scope between her pecs. "Annie, do you
mind?", the Doctor asked, desperately trying to pull the scope out.
"Oooops!! ... sorry about that.", she jested as she released the scope.
The Doctor held up the scope and saw it was slightly bent by her
powerful chest muscles. "This examination is costing me a fortune.", he
scorned as he tossed the scope on the desk next to the ruined blood
pressure strap.

"I'm going to check your reflexes now. Could you cross your legs,
please.", the Doctor asked as he grabbed his rubber hammer. Annie did so
and her legs contracted with huge, rippled muscles. The Doctor was once
again awestruck by the young girls immense muscles. Annie gently bounced
her leg as she waited for the Doctor to test her reflexes. Her legs
pulsated with ripples of muscle. The Doctor sat down in front of Annie
and lightly tapped the hammer on her knee. "Ooooo!", Annie squeaked. Her
crossed leg began to swell with muscles. "What the ..?", the Doctor
gasped. "What's happening, Doc?", Annie asked, knowing full well this
was all her doing. Her thigh slowly produced more and more mounds of
muscle. "Is this how the reflex is supposed to work?" Annie continued to
play. The Doctor watched in amazement as her thigh swelled out to nearly
40 inches of solid steel muscles. "Oooooo", Annie squeaked as her thigh
solidfied with muscle. Then Annie's foot came up at light speed, hitting
the Doctor in the chin and hurling him up in the air and over his desk.
He groggily made to his feet and struggled around his desk, back to the
examination table. "Are my reflexes okay, Doc?", Annie teasingly asked.
"Yes, ... just fine!!", mumbled the annoyed and somewhat dazed Doctor.

"I think this examination is a waste of time. You're obviously in
incredible physical shape.", the Doctor said, heading for the door.
"Ahem!", he heard from behind. The Doctor turned to find Annie still
sitting, but with her top removed. She was topless, except for the two
bow ribbons she always wore pasted over her nipples. "What is this?",
asked a bewildered Doctor. "Well, ... I'm 13 years old now and maybe I
should start having breast examinations.", the muscle-bound young girl
said playfully. The Doctor looked at her chest, seeing nothing but two
solid blocks of muscle where her breasts should be developing. "You
haven't even started developing breasts yet, Annie.", he replied. "What
about these?", she said, referring to her huge pecs. Annie playfully
tensed her pecs, alternately bouncing them up and down in turn. "Oh, for
the love of ... Okay after this I'm leaving to see another patient!!",
he said. He walked over to Annie and reached for her chest. Annie took
an extremely deep breath, inflating her chest immensely once more. The
Doctor placed his hand on her pectoral and found he had to use his other
hand also, do the size of her pectoral. Annie let out a delicate sigh as
she tensed her chest. Her all ready solid pecs became even harder. The
Doctor squeezed and probed her unyielding pecs to no avail. Annie tensed
a bit more. The soft crackling of expanding muscles filled the room. Her
pecs swelled and became petrified with muscle. "Feel any lumps?", Annie
giggled. "Oh this is useless.", he said as he couldn't feel nothing but
muscle in her 8 inch deep pecs. He stopped probing her chest and headed
for the door again. "That's enough for today, I've got other patients to
see.", he said.

Just as his hand reached for the door handle he heard Annie again. "Um
... I don't think we're quite finished yet, Doc.", she said. Dr. Jones
turned to find her still nearly topless as he left her. "Annie, I have
other patients to see. What is it now?", he said stepping towards her.
"Being a Doctor, you should be aware of certain laws.", she said to him.
"What are you talking about?", he said, bedazzled. "Well, isn't it
against the law to fondle young girls?", she said. "What? What fondling?
This was an examination!!", he replied. "Shame on you Doctor, fondling
my breasts like that!", Annie said. "Don't be silly!", replied the
Doctor. "I don't think there will be any need to go to the authorities
with this.", she said as the Doctor steooed closer to her. "Huh?", he
said as he was completely confused. "I have my own methods of handling
these situations.", she said, crossing her arms in front of her and
batting her eyelashes. Her huge pecs pressed into each other, forming a
12 inch deep valley of rippling muscles. This was enough to make the
Doctor start shaking in his white jacket. "Now just a minute Annie!!",
he said fearfully. Still sitting on the examining table, Annie now
rested on her palms and brought her legs out horizontally. The Doctor
now had her huge thighs on either side of him. "Do you mind if I take a
few seconds to get my legs ready?", the freckle-face young girl
teasingly asked. "Annie, please ... this is absurd. I wasn't fondling
you!!", he pleaded. "Ooooooo", Annie delicately sighed as she flexed her
feet. The Doctor watched a huge tidal wave of muscles shoot up her legs.
"Oh no!!", he cried as Annie flexed her feet over and over. Her thighs
ballooned with immense muscularity. Muscles stacked on top of each other
as Annie pumped more muscle in, each time she flexed her feet. The
Doctor watched her thighs grow on both sides of him. "Mmmmm ... just a
... few more .... flexes", she moaned, swelling her thighs up 42 inches.
Annie hadn't crossed her feet yet, but the sheer immensity of her thighs
all ready had the poor Doctor trapped. "There, .... do you think that's
enough muscle, Doc? I could get these little 'ol thighs pumped up a bit
more if you want.", she teased. "Annie ... please don't do this.", he
said trembling. "You're right Doc, this should be just enough muscle for
the job. We don't want to get carried away.", Annie continued to tease.

The Doctor placed his hands on Annie's enormous thighs to push up, just
as Annie crossed her feet. "Eeeeowww!!!", the Doctor bellowed. Just the
mass of her thighs all ready had him in pain. "Oh come on, Doc ... I
haven't even started squeezing yet. What kind of wimp are you?", Annie
said. "Annie ...no!!", he pleaded as Annie adjusted the placement of her
hands. Her huge arms fluttered with bulges of muscle as she did so.
"Okay, I think we're all set ... heeeeeeeere weeeeee go.", she sang
playfully. Annie squeezed ever so delicately, but her 42 inch thighs had
him cringing in pain. "Mmmmm .... this always feels so good.", she
sighed. The Doctor desperately tried to pry her thighs apart, but it was
like trying to hold back a flood with a spoon. Annie giggled at his
feeble attempts and squeezed a bit more. He recoiled from the
constriction. "An ... nie ... you're .... breakin ... my ... ribs", he
barely said under the vice. "Awww .. does that hurt? I'm barely
squeezing.", Annie teased as she turned up the power. "Urrrff!!!", he
grunted as her pillars of solid muscle compressed his torso. "Oooooo",
she sighed of his painful plight. The poor Doctor desperately slammed
his fists into her cement-like thighs. His fists bounced of her thighs
like a brick wall. "Ahhhhhhhhh", she softly sighed as she powered up the
squeeze, stopping his feeble punches and recoiling him back. Annie
lifted herself on her palms and then began to raise her legs. The Doctor
came up with her legs. Her palms resting on the table and the rest of
her body now horizontal, he was completely off the ground between her
massive thighs. "Mmmmfff", came a delicate sigh of exertion. Her squeeze
increased, causing the huge cords of muscle to elevate further from her
thighs, pushing out to 45" and putting the Doctor in limp state.
Crackles came from the Doctors torso as the hydraulic squeeze from her
muscle-engorged thighs crushed severely. "Ooooffff", she sighed as her
thighs opened, sending his dead weight falling to the floor.

The Doctor came around about a minute later. The groggy Doctor wrapped
himself around the young girls ankles. "Please ... no more!", he begged.
Annie looked down at the beaten man, who groveled at her feet. His hands
came up over her bulged 22 inch calves and he gently kissed her shins.
Annie stood upon her toes, jutting her calves to a rock-hard 25 inches.
Annie just giggled as he made his way up her legs. "Let me adore you,
let me adore your muscles", he said as he kissed the huge cabled muscles
that spanned her huge thighs. Annie placed a hand behind his head,
gently holding him at her thigh. "Oh, you poor baby. Is that what you
think I want. I don't want men to adore my muscles, I want them to feel
the power, strength, and mass of this little girls muscles!", she said
as she took a firm grip of his hair. She fiercely tensed her thighs in
and out. His face was being punched by huge muscles of iron that jutted
at her command. His head snapped back with each flex of the young girls
mighty thigh. Hard mounds of muscle pounded his face with piston action.
After 30 seconds of that she pulled his face away. Glossy eyed and
groggy, his face was red from the lashing. Annie then rubbbed his face
against her muscle plated abs. His face bounced up and down over the
humps of rippled muscle. "Mmmm ... I bet you wish you had muscles like
this.", she boatsed, slamming his face into the cement-like ripples of
her abdomen. "Then you probably wouldn't be physically humiliated by a
13 year old girl ... but we have to face reality, and I'm the one with
the muscles.", she said.

Annie stood him up on his feet, he barely stood on his own. She
outstretched her arm, aligning his chin at the base of her bicep and
forearm. "You think girls build muscles like this, just so some wimp can
worship them. You're about to feel what true muscle and power are.", she
said tensing her arm. Veins puffed out and muscle hardened on her 24
inch, unflexed bicep. The Doctor wasn't about to move, he was totally
drained of any energy he had. Annie flexed her arm up fast and hard. Her
bicep shot up like a newly form mountain peak, all 29 inches of it. His
head was fiercely crushed between her massive bicep and bulging forearm.
"Mmmmfff!!!", she grunted as she flexed again, harder. Annie flexed
again and again and again. She flexed her hard as diamond bicep up to 31
inches. Each flex sent his body into convulsions. Annie stopped and
looked at the nearly unconscious Doctor. "Now for the big finish, ...
and I mean big!", she said as she put her free arm behind her head. The
Doctor's head still lay at the base of her bicep. All that pumping had
her unflexed bicep all ready 26 inches around. "Mmmmmm", she moaned as
she slowly flexed. Her arm shook from the force of her flex. Half way up
her flex her bicep had mushroomed to 33 inches, all ready crushing his
head. "Ooooooo", she continued to moan as she brought her arm up to full
flex. His cheek bones crackled between her 35 inch bicep and tree trunk
forearm. "Ohhh ... yaaa!!!", she exerted in satisfaction. Unflexing her
arm, the Doctor once again fell to the floor hard.

Annie put on her shirt, barely stretching it over her young, muscle-
swollen body. "Well, thanks for the ... physical, Doc.", she giggled as
she left his office. Annie walked out into the waiting room. "How did
everything go?", the nurse asked. "I'm not sure, but I think I'm going
to be coming for a lot more physicals.", Annie joked to herself on the
way out the door.

[HPR]

Hi,

I have a story of Annie.  Hope you will like it.

Little Annie Ample #14:
Annie’s Treasure Chest
By Michele Roppo

      The mighty bar bent as the 350 pounds on each end put a strain on it as it rose once more. It came down slowly to gently bounce of Annie’s massive bare breasts. Big brother Brad stood over the bench as a make shift spotter. There would be no way Brad would able to budge the 700+ pound bar and weights if need be. Annie was perfectly capable of handling that kind of weight without any trouble at all. This was not a lot of weight by any means for Annie. It was the tail end of a short 90 minute workout for her.

      Annie lay topless on the bench effortlessly pressing the weight for the 40th or so time. Annie had to go topless in her workouts. Shirts wouldn’t last past the first few reps. She tried wearing her bow ribbons over her nipples, but the workouts are a turn on for her and her sprouting nipples would pop the ribbons off. Of course, her topless workouts were a pleasure for big brother Brad. Wearing nothing but a bikini bottom and a pair of 6-inch stiletto heels, Annie was an incredible turn on for him. Add the fact that he was watching her massive muscles pulsate, contract, and ripple and we’re talking major erection here. Annie looked up and saw his long erection was nearly sprouting from his shorts. Seeing Annie practically naked was a common sight for Brad, but it seemed to turn him on more each time he saw her that way. Brad was only wearing a pair of shorts because he was always sweating more than Annie was during these workouts. Do you blame him?

      “…69 … 70.” Annie whispered as she hoisted the bar up to its stand. She sat up and Brad threw a towel around her neck. Her body was pulsating with immense muscles from the workout. “Mmmmmmm … that was great.” She exclaimed as she wiped her neck. Brad walked around the bench to face her. Annie crossed her arms in front of her a few times. Her breasts bunched up with solid, rippling muscle. “Mmmmm … that really perked up these little ‘ol boobs.” She teased of her mammoth basketball-sized breasts. “It’s always amazing watching you work out.” He boasted as he watched his 14 year old sister work her deep, massive chest into a muscle bulging frenzy. “You’re pretty amazing yourself!” she blurted as she glanced at his 10-inch erection. Brad fidgeted as he tried to cover his erection. “Stop teasing. You know how uncomfortable it is for me.” He pleaded.

      The towel hung around her neck, covering her breasts somewhat. Annie pried the towel open, exposing her breasts. She looked down at her sweat soaked breasts and nipples. “Oh pooh … I’m all sweaty!” she pouted in a toddler like voice. She pulled the towel from her neck and held it out for Brad. “You know, I’m a little tired. Would you mind toweling these down for me?” she said, referring to her basketball-sized breasts. That mere request caused his erection to grow another inch. Annie arched her back and threw out her mammoth chest.  She softly cooed as she gently bobbed each of her massive breasts up and down independently. “It’s okay Brad. It’s the least I could do for all the help you are during my workouts.” She said, seeing that he was hesitant. “Don’t you want to, big brother?” she asked in a sultry voice. Brad slowly grabbed the towel. Annie leaned back on the palm of her hands. He brought the towel up slowly. His hands trembled as they neared her monumental breasts. “That a boy.” She softly encouraged.  He cupped the underside of her breasts with the towel. “Mmmmmmm….” Annie moaned as she tilted her head back. He softly soaked up her sweat with the towel. Her breasts were like hard bowling balls but still had a feminine softness to them. The mere hugeness of her breasts had him in a state of muscle lust. He brought the towel over her nipples and Annie quivered. Her nipples grew to 3 inches long as he twirled the towel around them. ”Ooooooooo…” she cooed as Brad dried her rock hard nipples. “I’m so lucky to have a big brother like you. You adore me and my muscles, and I adore you for that. Mmmmmmm … thank you, Brad.” She said as he pulled the towel away.

     She saw his erection had grown to 13 inches and was peaking out the top of his shorts. Annie took notice. “My word, big brother. I may have muscles from head to toe, but you have muscle where it counts.” She beamed. Brad was both embarrassed and nervous as he pulled his shorts off. “What are you doing, Brad?!” blurted a confused Annie. “I can’t take it anymore, Annie. I need you!” he pleaded as his erection throbbed with hunger. “Brad, we’ve talked about this before. The 2 main reasons we can’t are, number one, I’m only 14 years old and number two, the most important reason, I’m your younger sister!” she said. “I know, but you’re so beautiful and you’re so strong and your muscles are so big!” he sobbed. “Oh you poor dear. I’m sorry I do this to you, but I can’t help it sometimes. Maybe we need to take break from each other.” She appealed. “No Annie please….!” He begged as he thrust himself against her in desperation. Annie was forced to the palms of her hands as Brad thrust his member against her abdomen. Like a puppy humping a leg, Brad aimlessly thrust his pelvis back and forth. ”Please don’t do this to yourself.” She pleaded in a near sob.

      Tears began forming in her eyes as Brad continued to hump her muscled abs. His erection grew even more and was hard as rock. The 295-pound muscle-bound girl didn’t know what she should do. She felt sorry for her big brother, knowing how much she turned him on. If it were anybody but Brad doing this to her, she would quickly wrap her tree trunk thighs around them and squeeze them into oblivion. She knew she had to stop him, but definitely did not want to hurt him in any way. “Please forgive me, Brad. I didn’t mean to turn you on so bad.” Annie said as she wrapped her arms around his ass and pulled him into her in an effort to cease his humping. But this action had done more bad than good. By pulling him inward, she inadvertently thrust him up a bit. His huge erection was shoved  deep into her cleavage. His member was wrapped in the hard tight muscles of her cleavage and this arched his back as the pleasure shot through him. “Oh my gosh! What have I done! I’m so sorry!” said the teary eyed young girl. She didn’t want worse to come to him and she knew this wasn’t helping. Although his humping ceased, she knew that nothing could probably feel better to him than having his member tightly snuggled between her two muscular globes. In fact, she felt his erection grow bigger and harder, deep in her chest. The tip of his member began peeking out the top of her cleavage. Annie still held him firmly in place, wondering how to remedy the situation.

      She looked at the tip of his huge erection peeking out the top of her cleavage and then looked up at her brother’s face. He was lost in erotic pleasure. “Oh dear … I never meant any of this to happen. It’s all my fault.” She sobbed to her older brother. Guilt fell over her, knowing she had created an even more arousing situation for Brad. A though came to her and Annie then grabbed his ass with both hands. “I know I shouldn’t do this, but I don’t know what else to do.” She sobbed. “Mmmmmmmf”, she softly grunted as the muscles in her arms began to power up as she evidently tensed. The young girl’s forearms, biceps, and shoulders swelled with muscle. The taking a deep breath, she inflated her breasts immensely. Worried about what she had in mind, she was overcome with indecision. “I hope I’m doing the right thing.” She pondered. With her hands she slowly and gently began thrusting him back and forth. Her biceps swelled as his member was driven deep into her cleavage. Brad dangled in her hands, lost in an erotic state. With his ass resting in her palms, she curled her 180-pound brother with ease. “I’m so sorry I’ve done this to you, Brad.”, The teary eyed 14 year old sniffled as she pleasured her brother. She knew what she was doing probably wasn’t right, but it was the closest thing to sex she could offer without going against her morals.

In and out went his member. She too, couldn’t help but be turned on. “Mmmmm … don’t worry … Annie’s going to make it … mmmmmm… all better.” She moaned as she thrust him in and out. His 180 pounds were not even a strain for her, but her biceps still balled up into huge mounds with hot dog-sized veins. Now and then she would hold him in place and flex her breasts up and down. “Mmmmmmffff…” she softly grunted with each flex as the rippled muscles of her cleavage slid along his long hard shaft. She began to feel a bit more at ease about the situation. Breast muscles massaged his member, drawing him nearer to orgasm. She saw the tip of his member turn darker and she felt his member growing wider in her chest. She knew he was close. “I hope this will make it up to you.” She said as she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him in hard. She let out a soft grunt as her upper body swelled up with mammoth muscle. She tensed her breast muscles tightly around his member. His erection was totally submerged in her rock hard muscle as he finally erupted. She felt his warm juices explode with fury in her cleavage. “Mmmmmmmm…” she moaned a sigh of relief.  It was a massive orgasm. She thrust him hard into her cleavage a few more times. The tip of his member peeked out from her cleavage, spewing his juices over the top of her breasts. “Mmmmmm … that’s it. Let it out … let it all out” she moaned as she gave him the orgasm of his life. “Mmmmmmmmmmmm …” she moaned as she thrust in hard a few more times, insuring he expelled every ounce of fluid out of his member.

      When it was over, she pulled her dazed, semi-conscious brother out. He began regaining himself as she carried him over to her shower. The dazed Brad brought his head up. “Annie, I’m sor…” he began, but Annie’s finger came up over his lips. “No Brad, I’m sorry.” She said with a smile. She stood him up in the shower and turned on the water. “Now get yourself cleaned up. I’m going to have a shower downstairs.” She said in a reassuring manner.

When Brad was done in the shower, he opened the shower door to find Annie waiting for him there. She was done her shower already and was dressed. She was wearing a tight mid-riff  T-shirt, a slit mini-skirt, and her stiletto heels. She slowly walked toward him provocatively. The lotioned muscles in her legs gleamed as they pulsated. Her stiletto heels clicked softly as she drew near him. He was still nude and his softened member quickly came back to erect attention. He tried to cover it up as Annie neared him, but she grabbed his hands before he could. “Stop fighting it, Brad.” She spoke. She took a step back and flexed her biceps. They rose to 52 inches with a subtle flex. “I can’t help that these muscles do that to you.” She said as she stepped near again. “I love being muscular and I love that a mere flex of my arm can give you or daddy and erection.” She told her brother. “There’s no denying that we turn each other on. Just look at me.” She said, referring to her nipples that were on the verge of puncturing through her T-shirt. “Mmmmmmmm”, she moaned as she peeled her neckline open, exposing her growing nipples. :My muscles make you hard, and when you get hard, … I get hard … all over. Look, we both love each other very much, but we will never love each other the way you want.” She said to him. Brad wrapped a towel around himself and sat down. Annie pulled his head softly into her abs. “We have something special. I’ll try pleasing you, as best as I can, but what happened today may never happen again. Let’s just keep going like this, it’s been so much fun.” She said as she kissed the top of his head. He looked up at her with a smile. “I’m the luckiest brother in the world.” He replied.

     The next morning, Annie had no school. She had breakfast and was set to have a quiet morning in an empty house. This didn’t mean she was going to pass on a workout. Annie worked out at almost every opportunity. After her breakfast she went up to her room for her workout. As usual, the muscle-laden teen was scantily clad. Spiked heels, bikini bottom, and a tight mid-riff shirt. She lay on her workout bench, contemplating whether she should do some butterfly curls. She hadn’t taken off her shirt yet. She would usually take off after a few sets. Her tiny shirt was extremely tight and already popping a few seams. Just as she was about to pick up the weights, she heard some shuffling about just down the hall. “Someone there?” she asked. Just then, her Dad appeared in her doorway, pulling off his shirt. He remained in shorts and sneakers. “Hey, what are you doing home?” he asked her. “I was about to ask you the same thing.” She replied. “I decided to take a day off from work. I just got back from a jog. How about you?” he asked. “Some sort of teachers thing. We’re off today and tomorrow.” She said, still lying on the bench. “Hmmm? Sounds good.” He said as he began motion to walk away. “Oh, Dad? Could you pass me my bottle of water over there?” she asked. “Sure.” He said as he picked up the bottle on the floor near him.

     He began walking the bottle over to her. He noticed an abundance of weights surrounding the bench as he walked towards her. “Looks like you’re in for a quite a work ooOOOOOOOOO….” He bellowed as he tripped over one of Annie’s weights. His momentum propelled him forward across Annie. He slid forward over her. As he crossed her belly, her deep cut, chiseled, rippling abs acted like Velcro, grabbing hold of his shorts, while his body continued forward. He put his hands out trying to break his fall, only to grab her tight shirt and rip it wide open. “Oh my gosh! Are you okay, Daddy?” Annie asked as he came to a halt. “Man, that was clumsy.” He said placing his hands on her shoulders and pushing himself up a bit. “Oh darn! Not again!” Annie squeaked as she looked down at her chest. She saw that her father’s shorts were at his knees and his bare member lay right down the middle of the deep cleavage of her bare chest. “Hmmmmmm….this certainly is an interesting situation, don’t you think, Daddy?” she gestured. A situation that she and her brother were similarly in, not less than 24 hours earlier. “Gee, if this keeps up, I’ll have to get a breast reduction to avoid this from happening again.” She joked.

     “Oh, dear! I’m so sorry….” He said as his member began to harden slightly. “Wow! I’d say you’re feeling a little more than just sorry, Daddy” she giggled as she glanced at his hardening member. Her giggling softly bounced her breasts, along with his hardening member. He nervously tried to get up, but Annie, who now had her hands around his waist, held him down gently. “Um … maybe we should just wait a minute. Let’s just survey the situation before we do anything rash.” She said in her perky, girlish voice. “Huh, what…” he replied, very confused. “Well, this is something that didn’t happen on purpose and is a completely innocent accident. And I don’t think an opportunity like this may ever come along again. I think we should take advantage of the situation and you should go for it, Dad.” She said to him. She was more relaxed, being the second time around in this predicament in less then 24 hours. In fact, she radiated a girlish eagerness over what she thought may happen. “Go for it. Go for what?” replied her still puzzled father. Annie looked at her breasts, which dwarfed his member lying in the deep valley of her cleavage. “Oh come now. Don’t tell me you’ve never dreamed of having me in a position like this?” she smirked, while bobbing her muscular breasts. “What? I … uh …” he stumbled as his member grew harder. Annie glared at his growing member. “Ah, ah, ah …. Looks like Pinocchio is trying to tell a lie. Something always grows longer when Pinocchio lies.” She giggled.

      He tried once more to get off, but was gently halted by her. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I shouldn’t tease like that.” She apologized. She was feeling more confident of the awkward situation, not nervous and unsure like she was with Brad the previous day. She let go of his waist and flexed her biceps. He had the opportunity to lift himself off, but was mesmerized by her biceps as they mushroomed into mountainous peaks of muscle. “It’s okay, I know what these muscles do to you and I’m okay with that.” She said as he glared at the magnificence of her biceps, while she slowly pumped them into a muscular frenzy. She knew she turned him on, but she had never had him a situation any where near this before. “I know you like my muscles. That’s why it’s okay for you to do this.” She smiled as she erotically flexed her biceps. “Do what? I don’t understand.” He uttered. She placed a hand on each breast and pushed inward, completely wrapping his member into her cleavage. Having his member completely wrapped in muscle shot a surge of pleasure through him. “Oh, I think you know what I mean.” She said in a more sultry tone. “Annie what are you….ooooh.” he moaned as her hard muscles converged on his erection. His member grew even larger. It was about 9 inches long now. She had produced erections of 16 inches on big brother Brad, but didn’t know what her father’s potential was. “It’s okay, Daddy … we both know you really want to.” She said placing her hands on his waist again and using her upper arms to squeeze her breasts together over his member. “Mmmmmmm …. It’s the least I could do for you.” She moaned. He was hesitant and frozen in confusion. “I’ve never repaid you for all you’ve given me. All my weights and equipment. The new addition to my room. Without all that, I could have never gotten as big as I am. I’ve never officially thanked you for that.” She said.

      She tensed her chest and flexed her breasts up and down, which gently stroked his member. “Mmmmmm … doesn’t that feel good?” She whispered. “Uh … I … ” he mumbled. She could feel him growing in her chest. “Pinocchio is trying to tell another lie.” She said in a soft tone. “Please, Daddy … I’m doing this for you.” She said, hoping to persuade him. She continued to maneuver her chest muscles around his member. “With all this muscle and the way it turns you and Brad on, and then add half naked bodies, and these kind of situations are bound to happen.” She spoke calmly as her chest muscles stroked him. “You’re a very special girl.” He replied as he began calming. “Oh, that’s so sweet, Daddy.” She choked up. She placed her hands on his ass and slightly arched her back. “Then let me make you feel special, too.” She said as she gently pushed him forward, sliding him deep into her tight bosom. His member slid within her muscle-tight cleavage. “ Oh…..my…..” he moaned, finding it harder to resist. “Mmmmmm….Here let me help you get started.” She whispered softly, pulling him in and out a few more times until he was thrusting his pelvis on his own. “Ooooooooooh, yes … that’s it.” She elated.

      “MMMMMMMMM…” she moaned as her nipples instantly protruded upwards. She bit her lower lip in ecstasy as she grabbed his hands and placed them on the outside of her breasts. She moved his hands about her breasts until he was, once again, doing that on his own. He probed the huge globes of muscle as he thrust himself between them. Soft skin, covering solid steely muscles. She flexed her arms and he reached out to caress them. “Mmmmmmm ….. Oooooooo ..yesss. Touch my muscles, Daddy.” she cooed as he felt her muscle bulging arms. With gentle fluttering flexes of her breasts, the rippling muscles felt erotic along his shaft. “My, my, you sure are showing excellent control, Daddy.” She said, thinking he would have already exploded his member. She wanted to stroke his ego some more. “Oooooooo … and you’re so big ….and soooooo hard.” She complimented in her teasing little girl voice. She saw that this was helping as his moans grew louder and his raging erection grew larger. She tightened her chest, hoping to please him more. Her breasts solidified with muscle. This pleasured him immensely as he arched his back. He was groggy and wobbly. His erection was bigger than any he had ever experienced, and the blood pressure needed to sustain it was making him weak, as his thrusting slowed. Annie grabbed his ass and continued to thrust him back and forth. “Don’t … mmmmmmmmmm … stop, Daddy ….you’re almost … there. Just a few …..mmmmmmm…more strokes.” She pleaded, as she was incredibly aroused. His body flopped back and forth as Annie continued pumping him hard, pleasing him beyond his wildest dreams. His member had grown to 12 inches and would peek out the top of her breasts with every forward thrust. In the position she laid, his member stopped millimeters from her mouth with every stroke. The temptation to open her mouth, tilt her head forward and receive the tip of his member into her mouth was on her mind, but her morals kept her hunger in check. She had a birds eye view of it and could see he was near eruption. “Oooooooo …  yesssssss” she shrieked as she neared orgasm as well. As always, when she drew near orgasm, her muscles swelled up immensely. He was on the verge as she placed her hands under him and raised him, still in the sitting position. Groggy and barely unaware of what was going on. His member began to heave as she began to bench press his body up and down. “Mmmmmmffff ….. mmmmmmfff… “ she erotically grunted each time she pressed him. His 190 pounds were like the weight of tissue in her mighty arms. Her upper body was gyrating with behemoth muscularity. Muscles rippled and bulged. Veins grew large and dense. Then he exploded like a fire hydrant, spraying her upper body with his fluid.
 
“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…..” came a mighty moan from Annie as she too expelled her juices in a magnificent orgasm. She continued pressing him up and down, bouncing him off her chest until his juices ceased to flow. She brought him back down and lay him atop her mammoth body. She insured his member ended up in her cleavage again. She flexed her breasts hard. Converging on his member and burying in muscle. The last bit of his fluid oozed out the top of her tightened cleavage. “Mmmmmmm…” she softly moaned as she unflexed her breasts. “Thank … you..” he whispered in her ear. “No,… thank you, for letting me please you, Daddy.” She said, hugging him tightly in her muscles. Her feelings had somewhat changed of the situations she had been exposed to with her older brother and father. “I hope we can do something like this again someday.” She softly added.


 

[rodman]

LITTLE ANNIE AMPLE #3
Annie teaches the teacher
by Michele LeMuscle roppom@planet.eon.net

(all views, comments, opinions, suggestions, are greatly appreciated)

        I'm glad my little Annie is accumulating quite a following of
fans. I enjoy writing about her, she is one of my favorite characters.
Those of you who have read my previous Annie stories know what she is
like, but for those of you who don't, let tell you a bit about her.
Annie is 13 years old, 5' tall and weighs an incredible 219 pounds of
solid muscle. She basically occupies here time with two things, ...
pumping iron or pummeling boys and/or men. If she's not doing one then
she's doing the other, more often the latter. There are the odd times
Annie likes to flex her gigantic muscles, but just to tease of course.
That should give you a little insight to little muscle-bound Annie.
        Now about the story you're about to read. It seems that Annie
has been causing a bit of a stir at school over the clothes, or should I
say lack of clothes, she's been wearing to school lately. She's been
showing plenty of muscle around school and leaving very little to the
imagination. Annie's trip to the Principle's becomes one of muscular
awareness, and I'm sure you can guess who's going to become aware of
who's muscles.

*****

        Annie gingerly strolled down the hall on her way to the
Principle's office. Her shoulder length blonde hair sported two black
ribbons on either side. Her high heels clicked on the floor, echoing
down the empty halls(all the kids were in class). Annie didn't normally
wear high heels as her solid 20 inch calves had no need for enhancing,
but today young Annie donned a pair of 5 inch stiletto heels that kept
her calves at a fully flexed 24 inches of jutting, diamond shaped
muscles. Her very short, cheerleader type skirt that covered only half 
her gluts, showed that the high heels also kept her 34 inch thighs in a
state of muscular firmness. Her top consisted of a single, 2 inch wide
cotton strap, wrapped around her chest and tied in the back. This left
absolutely nothing to the imagination. Young Annie had been warned many
times by her teachers about the skimpy outfits she had been wearing, but
the 6 inch long skirt and 2 inch wide strap left the 13 year old about
95 % uncovered. There wasn't much of Annie that wasn't exposed. 'To
think my math teacher sent me to the office for wearing these clothes.
It's getting so a girl can't even show off a little muscle.', Annie
thought. Little Annie sure did have some muscles, ... very, very big
muscles, and this almost non-existent outfit showed off every single one
of her muscles.
        Annie knocked at the office door and entered. The Principle's
secretary was on her way out of the office and gasped at the tiny outfit
that little muscle-bound Annie was wearing. "My, my ... you're a very
muscular little thing, aren't you!", the secretary said. It was
impossible not to notice Annie's muscles in that outfit. "The Principle
is waiting for you, go right in. I've got some errands to run.", she
added. The secretary stopped at the door just before leaving. "Now you
be very gentle with him.", the secretary said with a smile and a wink,
then left and locked the door behind her. Annie walked over to the
Principle's door and knocked while walking in. "Hi, Mr. Collins. You
wanted to see me?", Annie spoke as she entered the office. Mr. Collins
was the school Principle, a slightly overweight, balding man in his late
40's. "Good God!! ... look at you. What the devil are you wearing?", he
barked from his desk. "What do you mean?", Annie cynically asked with
innocence. "Come in and close that door.", he barked as he stood up
rounded to the front of his desk. Annie closed the door and stepped over
to him. "Have a seat.", he gestured. Annie sat at chair in front of his
desk, just a foot or two in front of him. Annie looked up at him her
usual portrayal of sweet innocence. "Annie, you're only 13 years old.
It's bad enough that you've got more muscles than anyone in the school,
including the male staff.", he said. Annie gave him a phony blushing
scene. "We can live with that, but to display your body in this manner
is not acceptable. I mean you're practically topless and that skirt, ...
it's just not acceptable.", he continued leaning back on the desk with
his palms. "But Mr. Collins ...", Annie began to say as she stood up.
"I'm very proud of my muscles.", she said, flexing her biceps. Annie
flexed softly, but still produced 28 inch biceps. "I mean, how many
girls do you know with muscles like this?", she asked, holding her flex.
Annie looked at her biceps while twisting her fists in and out, making
her peaks bob up and down. "Frankly, I don't even know of any men with
muscles like that ... but that's not the issue here. Your attire is
causing too many disruptions in the school. The male students and
teachers seem to be all googoo gaga over your muscles, for god knows
why.", he said. "Oh come now, Mr. Collins. Don't tell me you don't find
my muscles attractive?", Annie asked seductively. "Actually, no. I don't
see how a 13 year old girl built like the Incredible Hulk can be
attractive.", he replied. "Well maybe you just haven't had a good enough
look at me.", Annie said.
        Annie brought her arms up and crossed them behind her head. Her
massive pecs pushed up into her chin. Her chest was wide and the cotton
strap pulled tight. "A lot of men think that muscles on a girl are
attractive.", she said as she arched forward. Her abdomen become a sea
of armor plated muscles. "Oooooo", she sighed as she swayed her hips
from side to side. The countless plates of muscle that covered her
abdomen did a rolling dance across her stomach. She curled her body in
tight and exhaled. The skin tightened and every single bulging muscle
was visible down to the fibre. The Principle still hadn't shown any sign
of interest in all this, he just watched as Annie continued flexing.
Annie brought one arm down and stretched it out horizontally. She
started a slow flex up and it was evident that this time she was putting
something into it. Veins puffed up throughout her entire arm. Annie
twisted her fist out, bringing 100 % vascularity to her arm. Her arm
slowly came up, as did her massively growing bicep. "Mmmmmm", she moaned
softly as she was nearly at full flex. The Principle's eyes widened.
Even though he didn't find it attractive, he couldn't help but be
impressed by the 13 year old's bicep, which had reached a whopping 32
inches. "I really should work these arms a little more, don't you think?
They're starting to look a little flabby.", she teased of her towering
peak. She pumped her massive bicep a few times, giving it a look of
solid granite. The Principle, showing no sign of admiration, just
watched as she stared at her bicep in content. This muscular display by
Annie would have had most men gyrating in multiple orgasms, but had no
effect on her Principle.
        Annie turned her back to him. She looked over shoulder, down at
her calves. The height of the 5 inch heels and walking around in them
most of the day, had her calves in a constant state of jutting, 24
inches of rock-solid muscle. Annie rose up on her toes slightly, easily
swelling her calves out to 26 inches. "Oooooo", she playfully squeaked.
She came down and then rose up a bit higher. This time her calves jutted
out to 27 inches. One more time Annie rose up on her toes. She stood up
high on her toes, her heels were right out of her shoes, resulting in a
pair of 29 inch solid steel calves. "Oooooeeeeee!!!", she exclaimed of
her monstrous calves. She bounced up and down on each foot alternately
and the Principle watched her calves each take their turn at bulging
into 29 inches of steel. Annie came down and her calves returned to
their rock-solid 24 inches.
        Annie turned to the Principle, who had somewhat of a disgusted
look on his face. She bent over, putting her hands on her knees. Her
face was just inches away from his crotch and she noticed he didn't even
have a glimmer of an erection. "Hmmmm? .... I was sure my calves would
have at least got some kind of reaction.", she said as she stood up and
gave him a pouty look. "Maybe my muscles are big enough.", teased the 13
year old, 219 pound, bulging mass of muscles. "Well, I have one last
little flex for you.", she said as the Principle looked at her
impatiently. Annie put her hands behind her butt and then looked down at
her chest. A soft child-like sigh was followed by crackling muscle. Her
pecs slowly became huge, resembling two huge cement building blocks. The
cotton strap across her chest was at its limit of containment. Annie
looked up at her Principle with a girlish little smile and took a deep
breath. Her chest expanded out to over 60 inches an the cotton strap
didn't stand a chance against that kind of muscle. It snapped apart,
flinging into the Principle's face. "Ooooo ... I just love doing that.",
Annie giggled with her chest thrown out prominently. "I think we've had
quite enough of that!", he said, peeling the torn strap of his face. He
stepped back around his desk and sat down. Annie stood there almost
topless, except for her bow ribbons she always wore over her nipples.
        "We'll see what your parents have to say about all this, little
lady!", he said, reaching for the phone. "Awww ... gee ... Mr. Collins,
give me another chance, I'm sure I can get you to like my muscles.", she
playfully asked as she grabbed the phone and put it back on the
receiver. "But there's only one other way I can think of to show you my
little old muscles.", she said in a teasing manner. The Principle had a
puzzled look as the muscle-bound 13 year old looked at him with batting
eyelashes. Annie reached over the desk and grabbed what little hair he
had on each side of his head. "Stop that, young lady!!!", he gasped.
Annie just giggled as she pulled him toward her over the desk. She
pulled his face against her thighs and held it there for a moment. "This
will give a much closer look at my muscles ... and besides I like
showing men my muscles this way much better.", she said, opening her
thighs. She slowly pulled his head between her huge thighs. "Annie, ...
what are you doing?!!", he yelled. Annie held his head between her
thighs and playfully flexed the thick cords of muscle that lined her
inner thighs. Muscles converged on his face from all sides, dancing all
around. He squirmed all over his desk, but was firmly held in place by
Annie. She playfully giggled as she then powered up her thighs. Muscles
bulged and rippled in preparation of crushing him. "Annie ... please
...", he started to beg, but was quickly engulfed in muscle. The massive
muscles of her inner thighs compressed into his face. "How you doin' in
there, Mr. Collins? Here, this should give you a closer look while
you're examining my inner thighs.", she teased as she started squeezing.
He immediately began squirming from the pain. Annie grabbed his flapping
arms and pulled them to her side. She put her hands over his and rubbed
his hands along her outer thighs. "Mmmmmm .... can you feel those
muscles, Mr. Collins? Here, let me muster up some more for you.", she
teased, while squeezing harder. Muscles began packing atop each other
and his squirming slowly began to fade. "I hope this is giving you a
little insight into my muscles.", she continued to tease. Annie slowly
stepped backed from the desk, with his head still between her thighs.
His body fell to the floor, but his head stayed firmly entrapped. There
was hardly any movement at all from the Principle and his head was
almost entirely engulfed in muscles. Annie opened her legs and his head
fell to the floor. He was still conscious, but just barely.
        Annie turned to the side and placed her ankle under his chin.
"Here's a little trick I taught a would-be macho boy last week.", she
said as she flicked her ankle up. His head hurled up and landed on her
jutted 24 inch calf. "Wasn't that fun?", she giggled. Annie bent her leg
up to about a 45 degree angle. "Now this is the part I like.", she said.
Annie then flexed her foot up fast. Her calf quickly jutted out to 28
inches, knocking his head right off her leg and then landing back on her
calf. "Ooooo ... that worked really well, let's try again.", she said
with a giggle. But Annie flexed her foot up and down many, many times,
knocking his head up and down like a yo-yo. His face became redder each
time it landed on her steely 28 inch calf. After bouncing his head up 20
times or so, Annie flexed her leg up and grabbed her stiletto heel. His
head was now trapped between a 28 inch calf and a ripped to the bone
hamstring. Annie pulled up on her heel, heavily crushing his head with
her immense muscles. "Ooooo ... I just love being muscular.", she
sighed, pulling up hard on her stiletto heel. His very compressed face
was barely visible amidst her massive muscles. With her hand, she pumped
her leg up and down and up and down. Her calf and hamstring were being
pumped up even bigger and harder. She saw that he was no longer
conscious. "Awww ... gee ... you went and passed out on me, Mr. Collins.
Just when we were starting to have fun.", she said as she released him
from her calf-lock. He lay on the floor unconscious. Annie adjusted her
little bow ribbons that adorned her massive pecs. "Gee, you were doing
so good, I thought you were going to make all the way to the end. I
wouldn't worry too much though, no one's ever made to the end, if
that'll make you feel any better.", she said to the broken man.
        Annie placed her hands under his armpits and lifted him like a
doll. He hung limply from her arms. Annie picked him up, cradling him in
her arms. "You look like you could use a good hug right about now.",
Annie said as she folded his body in her arms. His legs hung over one
arm and his head over the other. His chest was pressed tight against his
thighs. Annie locked her hands in front of her and took a deep breath.
Her upper body expanded to very imposing proportions. She squeezed in
with her massive arms, compacting him even more. While her massive arms
crushed in from the sides, her mammoth cement-like pecs squeezed
outward. "Mmmmmffff!", she sighed softly as her behemoth muscles crushed
in on him from all sides. His thigh bones were being driven into his
chest. "I think this is how they invented the pretzel.", she teased.
Every inch of her upper body was radiating with rippling muscles. His
limp body was almost entirely immersed in muscle. "Oohhhhh ...
yeesssssss!!!", she blurted out as the snapping and crackling of bones
was slightly muffled by her muscles. Opening her arms he fell to the
floor like jelly. "There, that should give you an entirely different
view about my muscles, Mr. Collins.", she said as she flexed her 32 inch
biceps in glory and supremacy. Annie gathered up her schoolbooks. Her
young body was pumped up with dense, rippling muscles as she playfully
skipped out of the office. Wearing even less than when she went in, the
students got a treat as Annie strolled down the hall. She left a trail
of erections all the way down the hall and all the way home.
        Needless to say, Annie got to wear what ever she pleased, from
that day on. The staff only knew that the Principle was away for a few
months (mending in the hospital) and left strict instructions to let
Annie wear anything, no matter how risque. Of course the male staff
members had absolutely no objections to those instructions, ... go
figure? Annie did on occasion wear similar outfits to school, but those
were the days where there wasn't very much accomplished at school among
the male students and teachers.

the end ... for now.

Annie will be back for another tale of her and her muscles. Michele

[msg86]

Hi,  I found this story a long time a go on a yahoo-group now i give it to you:

Nancy: Diary of a Muscle Girl
Chapter One: DISCOVERY OF MUSCLE
Nancy becomes very big and strong


 My muscular awareness came at an early age. I was 10 years old and
had been very athletically involved through my first 5 years of
school. My recess periods were mainly spent running, jumping, and
swinging. I also participated in many soccer games with the boys. All
this physical activity had an affect on my legs, which I was soon to
find out.

 It was the day after my 10th birthday and I had just put on a skirt
that my mother had given me for my birthday. I wasn't big on skirts at
the time, being a tomboy and all. Like most little girls I wanted to
be grown up. I took a pair of high heels from my 17 year old sisters
closet, just to try out with my new skirt. I stood in front of a wall
mirror in my sisters room and dropped the high heels in front of me. I
stepped into the heels and looked in the mirror. The shoes made me
taller of course, but it was my legs that caught my attention. My legs
looked very different than they normally did. There were bumps and
lumps where there wasn't before. The skirt line was just above my
knees and I pulled up the skirt till my thighs were completely
exposed. My thighs appeared to be swollen, and there were lumps also.
I ran my hand across my thigh and the lumps felt very hard and I
realized that the lumps were my muscles.

 A funny feeling came over me. I never noticed that my legs were
actually quite muscular before that moment. As my legs moved subtly so
did the lumpy but hard muscles. I turned to one side and saw that my
calves were jutting out slightly. I bent my leg upward and my calf
formed a muscular ball. Then I turned my back to the mirror and stood
up on my toes, which caused my calves to bulge outward with muscle. A
warm feeling surged through my legs as I took great pleasure in
watching my muscles dance.

 I lay down on the carpet and raised my legs in the air and started
going through some bicycle pumps and other leg movements. I watched in
amazement as my legs pulsated with muscles that I never dreamed I
possessed. My legs weren't rippling with muscles but they were taut
and the muscles were visible. The more I pumped my legs, the more
muscles emerged. I had a very satisfying feeling knowing that I
possessed such an abundance of muscle. With more leg raises and
bicycle pumps my legs glistened slightly as they warmed, just as my 13
year old brother walked by the room.

 My Brother, John, stepped into the room. ''What ya doing, Nancy?", he
asked. "Come here and look at this, John.", I replied. He knelt down
beside me. "Look at what?", he wondered out loud. Then I elevated my
legs slightly and flexed my toes downward. My big brother gawked as my
legs radiated with muscles. "Holy cow!!!!!", he blurted. I flexed my
feet in succession and the muscles danced across my legs. "Pretty
awesome,....huh...", I said to him. He reached down and felt my thigh.
I Continued flexing my feet and my thigh muscle expanded beneath his
hand. "Wow!!....those are pretty solid muscles sis...", he said in
amazement. His hands probed my hardened thigh. I then raised my up
high and bent it in. "Check out these calves.", I said. He wrapped his
hand around my calf, which had formed into a hard ball of muscle. Once
again I flexed my foot and injected more muscle into my calf, which in
turn spread his fingers. "Wow!!..... you've got bigger calves than I
do!!!", he said with awe. "Oh, yes......these calves are much, much
more muscular than yours, Johnny.", I said with pride.

 Johnny grabbed my arm and lifted it up. "How about your biceps?", he
asked. "Oh, my arms aren't muscular at all.", I said as I flexed my
bicep. Much to mine and Johnny's surprise, my bicep bulged into a
healthy domed muscle. Not peaked, but a very sizeable muscle. "Oh
my,.....where did that come from?....", I said in my bewilderment
"......Wow.....that's gotta be at least 12 inches around. That's as
big as mine.", he said. "Do you really think my biceps are big,
Johnny?", I asked as repeatedly flexed my arm. My bicep became firmer
with each flex. I don't know why, but it felt very, very good to flex.
"Why haven't I noticed all these muscles before?", Johnny asked. " I
never even knew I had these muscles.", I replied in wonder. We both
stood up. "Let's go down to the basement so that I can try out your
weights, Johnny.", I said to my muscle-dazed brother. " I don't know
sis......,are you sure you want to start lifting weights?", he asked
me. I turned to the mirror and flexed my biceps. "Mmmmmmmm.......yes,
I want more.....MUSCLES!!!! ", I said with burning glee.

***

 Johnny and I walked into his little weight room. Johnny wasn't much
into pumping iron, but like every other male he just seemed to have a
set of weights. Johnny's weight set was still very new due to it's
non-use. He turned on the light and there they were, gleaming bright.
The dazzling bright chrome weights were in orderly setting as they
always were. I've seen the weights many times before, but today I saw
them in a new light and I felt my muscles tingle with firmness. "Where
do we start?", I said as I made a mad dash towards the barbell. "No,
wait Nancy!! That's much too heavy for.......", his words were cut
short as I picked up the barbell and it's 80 pound load with ease. I
raised the barbell over my head a few times. " Wow!.....you're even
strong, too!! ", my brother said. I brought the weight down to my
waist and began curling the barbell. The heavy weight sprung my
muscles into vivid prominence. My awe-struck brother's eyes bugged out
at the sight of my bulged biceps. "How's that for muscles!!! ", I said
proudly as curled the weights a few more times. "Mmmmm......I like
this....", I added. It felt so very good. I Could feel the muscles
surging through my arms. My mesmerized brother watched me as I
enjoyably lifted the weights. I then put the barbell down and stood
near my brother. I flexed my right bicep and a tennis ball sized
muscle rose up in an upsurge of firmness. My astonished brother
wrapped his hand around my muscle-swollen bicep.

"Incredible!!!....it's hard as a rock!!! ", he said aghast. I then
placed my hand around my bicep and felt the hard muscle. "Wow....I
still can't believe this.", I said of my new found muscles. I guess
all that time running and playing with the boys really had an effect
on me physically. "Do you mind if I use your weights once and a while,
Johnny?", I asked. "Sure, why not? I hardly use them and I'm sure the
novelty will wear off for in a couple of days.", he replied.

 Well, 2 weeks had passed and the novelty had far from worn off, in
fact I became obsessed with the weights. Everyday after school while
other girls still played with dolls, I was in the basement pumping
iron. All my clothes were already starting to feel much tighter on me
as my body changed. By the time I had been lifting weights for 4 weeks
my muscular definition was becoming more and more evident. My arms
very firm and my shoulders, biceps, and forearms were distinguishable.
My legs were very taut and becoming very shapely. My abdomen had
become very, very tight and hard. My brother Johnny was very impressed
with my progress and kept a close watch on me (for reasons I would
find out about in a couple of years).

 Nobody at school had noticed the change in me yet, basically because
I still dressed in slacks and sweat-shirts. One day I decided to wear
my one and only skirt that my mom gave me back on my birthday. With
some safety pins I brought the hem-line up to my mid thigh. I also put
on a sleeveless lace shirt. I wanted to wear high heels, but being a
10 year old girl in high heels would probably get me in trouble. I
took a look in the mirror just as was about to leave for school. My
muscles weren't too developed yet, but my entire body was taut and
athletic looking. I set out on my walk to school, it was about 1 mile
walk. I passed Mr. Wilson, a nearby neighbor , as he watered his lawn.
"Good morning, Mr. Wilson", I said to him. He looked up at me, " Good
morning, Nancy", he said. He did a double take as he looked down and
then back up at me. I could feel him watching me as I continued down
the sidewalk.

 The long walk was pumping up my legs. I could feel my thighs and
calves getting firmer as I walked. I arrived at the south school doors
and walked past a group of boys who always hung out there before
school and hardly ever noticed me. A few of the boys smiled and said
'hello' as I walked through the doors. Entering the hallway I bumped
into Steven, a cute 12 year old who lives down the block from us.
"Ooops,.....Sorry Nancy! ", he said as we bumped. He curiously looked
me up and down. "Gee,....you sure look good today, Nancy. Did you
change your hair or something?", he asked. "No.", I said and continued
on my way. I was getting stares from mostly everyone, boys and girls
alike. I guess everyone did notice there was something different about
me and it made feel very good. This good feeling made want to pump
iron even more. That day when I got home from school I pumped iron
like never before. My craving for more muscles intensified.
 
 ***

 Summer vacation came quickly. My brothers weights were not enough for
me anymore so I convinced Johnny that we needed more weights and
equipment. All that summer we did work for people in and around the
neighborhood, raising money. By the end of the summer my brother and I
were able to buy another 100 pounds of weight and a used leg
exerciser. Although we bought the items together I knew my brother
would take little use of the equipment. Soon after the purchase of the
new weights and leg exerciser my workouts became longer and more
intense. My bodily muscles hardened at an accelerated rate.


if you like pls k+

[msg86]

Chapter Two THE DEVELOPING


 By late fall my muscles were becoming very noticeable and getting
more and more attention at school. The acceptance of my physical look
was very high, much to my surprise. The acceptance level was much
higher with the boys than with the girls. I excelled in all the team
sports that I participated in. I was becoming quicker, more agile, and
stronger with each passing day. I was really starting to relish the
feeling of being strong.

 My workouts were now happening twice a day. I did my usual after
school workout and also started doing short workouts during my lunch
break, rushing home on the bus. My muscles grew at an astonishing
rate, much to my delight, and even more to the delight of most of the
boys at school. I thought my athletically muscular appearance might
shy boys away, but instead it was the complete opposite. Boys took
much more notice of me with my new look.

 One day I decided to workout at the school gym for a change. I was
surprised to see that the school had a quite adequate weight room for
a elementary & junior high-school. I saw Steven, the cute 12 year old,
and he came over to where I was. "Hi, Nancy. What are you doing
here?", he asked. "Oh I thought I'd get in a quick workout before
going home.", I replied."...ha...ha...ha...What,...are you kidding
me...ha..ha...", he chuckled. I pulled off my sweat shirt and sweat
pants. I put my hands on my hips, "Actually, I'm not kidding,
Steven.", I said. He took a deep swallow as he looked at me in shock.
"Oh....my.....", he muttered. " What's the matter, Steven?', I asked
as I flexed my biceps. My bicep muscles rose from my arm as he took a
step back. "Ya.....gotta work these muscles. Care to join me?", I
asked the dazed boy. "....um...uh...ah...ya...sure.....Nancy...", he
faintly replied.

 We walked over to the weight rack. "Gee....there isn't much left for
weights, just heavy stuff. Look's like we'll have to wait for someone
to finish.", he said, and sat down on a nearby chair. I stepped up to
the rack and picked two 40 pound short barbells. " These will do just
fine.", I said as I turned to the mirror. I began to curl the two 40
pound weights in succession. Steven watched in amazement as my arms
filled with muscles. My 13 1/2 biceps were very impressive for 10 1/2
year old girl. I smiled at him as I continued to curl the weights,
which he thought were too heavy. Soon a couple of boys came over and
also sat and watched. I took hold of a 130 pound barbell and began
squatting. More boys came over. I grabbed another barbell which had 70
pounds on it and curled that. More and more boys came over to where I
was. The crowd of nearly panting boys made my young muscles bulge very
much. After about 20 minutes of weights I began to flex in front of
the mirror, this filled the remaining chairs and gathered a crowd of
boys behind me. The boys 'oooohed' and 'aaaahed' as I flexed my
muscles. This appreciation made flex even harder. My muscles bulged
like never before. Having watched a few women's bodybuilding contests,
I picked up a few leg poses. I did some leg posing which I loved to
do. Although my arms were very muscular for a girl, the muscles were
smooth. But my legs were muscular and slightly striated. This drove
some of the boys wild. My solid calves got some whistles as I flexed
them into muscular firmness. Suddenly Miss White entered the gym and
came over to see what was going on. "Okay, boys. If you're here to
workout then get to it. We don't need any crowds here.", she said and
the boys quickly went back to what they were doing. Steven was the
last to stand up and he brought me over my sweat shirt and sweat
pants. "Why, thank you,.....Steven.", I said with a very warm smile.
"...um....ya....you're welcome.", he said. Well I gotta go. See you
around.", he said and headed off. "Ya....see ya!! ", I said. I had
always had a thing for Steven and maybe my muscles might be a way to
get him to notice me more.

 The next day, my muscles were the talk of the hallway among the boys.
Every boy I passed greeted me with a smile. "Will we see you in the
gym after school, Nancy?", some boys asked. "Maybe." , I replied. The
boys appreciation of my muscles made me feel oohhh....so good. I saw
Steven standing by his locker, so I went over to talk to him. "Hello,
Steven.", I said, smiling. "Oh....Hi, Nancy.", he replied. "What did
you think of yesterday in the gym?", I asked. "...Um...uh....", he
muttered as he searched for words. "Did my muscles turn you off?", I
asked him. "....Um...uh...no... Actually, I think your muscles are
great, Nancy.", he said as his face went red. "Mmmmm....I'm glad you
like my muscles. I like being muscular and I want to build bigger and
bigger muscles. What do you think, Steven?" " I think that's really
great, Nancy.", he replied nervously. I took a step closer to him and
gave him an enticing smile. "Maybe we can workout together sometime.",
I said to him. He gave me a bashful smile and said,
"...Uh....sure...Nancy." "Well, I gotta get to class, so I'll see you
around, Steven.", I said and turned and headed for class. 'Wow' , I
thought to myself. I think he likes me. That day after school, I
worked out for over 3 hours. My body was pumped and hard. Knowing that
Steven liked my muscles made me want to workout harder.

 My 11th birthday was coming up in about a week and my muscles were
beginning to show more and more definition. It had been nearly a year
since I became aware of my muscles and I was developing fast.
Sometimes I still had a hard time believing that I was a very muscular
little girl. At the time I first realized I possessed such muscles, my
biceps measured about 12 inches. Now my biceps were a hair under 14
inches. My thighs went from 15 inches to a solid 19 1/4 inches. And
let's not forget my calves, which went from 12 1/4 inches to 14 1/2
inches. Very impressive muscular proportions for a girl, not quite 11
years old. I was much more physically muscular than my brother, who is
2 years older than me. Things would get even better when my parents
bought more weights for my 11th birthday. My parents were quite
supportive of my muscularity. I put the weights to good use as I
worked out hard everyday. My muscles responded by expanding at an
alarming rate.

***
 
 I am 11 1/2 years old now and summer came in with a heatwave. It's
Saturday morning and it's to hot to work out, so I am going to lay in
the sun for a while. I put on my bikini, even though I had no breasts
yet to fill the top half. My v-shaped upper body made up for the lack
of a chest. I went down to the kitchen and saw that I was the only one
at home. I slipped on my moms high-heeled sandals. They were a bit big
on me, but they augmented my leg muscles tremendously. I grabbed some
tan lotion off the shelf and went out into the back yard. I sat in the
lawn chair, just of the concrete patio. Mr. Wilson was trimming some
hedges next door. He caught a glimpse of me and his eyes became glued
to me. I smiled at him as I opened the bottle of sun tan lotion. I
raised my right leg up and began spreading the lotion over my
muscularly firm leg. " Sure is hot, isn't it, Mr. Wilson?", I said as
I flexed my foot up and down. Muscles danced up and down my leg.
"....Ya.....sure is.....Hot!! ", he said, pulling at his collar. I
brought up my other leg and oiled it down. He watched with desire. My
20 inch thighs and 14 3/4 inch calves made my legs very shapely and
sexy. The lotion added more, by emphasizing the bulges and ripples of
muscles. Bringing both my legs up, I flexed over and over. My muscle-
bloated legs pulsated with mounds of muscles. Mr. Wilson broke into a
sweat as he continued to watch me. I was beginning to enjoy teasing
him with my muscles. I put my legs down and started oiling my fore-
arms. Then I oiled my bicep as I slowly flexed it over and over. My
14+ inch bicep formed a rock hard ball of muscle with every flex. The
sun tan oil highlighted my veins, which were becoming puffy. I
continued to slowly and firmly flex my bicep as I oiled the ball of
muscle. I know I shouldn't have been teasing him like that, but it
felt good and he was a sour old man anyway. I then oiled down my other
arm and went through the same oiling and flexing. He watched with wide
eyes as this muscle bound little girl muscle-teased him. After a while
I stopped and laid back on the lawn chair. I giggled to myself as he
stumbled over to a chair and wiped his face down with a handkerchief .
That was the first time I did that to Mr. Wilson, But it sure wasn't
the last.

***

 Nearing 12 years of age I was becoming very muscular. I brought fear
as well as desire into the eyes of boys. I was more muscular than any
boy at school. My body was very defined and chiseled in muscle. I
hadn't seen Steven around school or the neighborhood for months. It
was as if he was avoiding me. I hoped my big muscles didn't scare him
off. I really liked Steven, but now that I had become much bigger
physically than him, it may have offended him.

 My workouts were becoming vigorous and I only worked out at home now.
I gave up working out at school because it the gym was getting more
and more crowded with boys every time I went to work out. Half of the
boys that crowded into the gym didn't even work out, they were there
solely to watch me work out and flex. Another reason I stopped working
out at the school gym was that I had no one to compare myself to. I
was by far more muscular than any boy that worked out there. My
muscular superiority gave me great confidence, which I lacked before I
built up my muscles.

 I am very glad I had decided to develop my young body. It has become
a wonderful way to grow. I love everything about my developing young
body. I love to lift weights. I love flexing my muscles. I love being
strong. And most of all, I love my muscles. I want to keep on building
up my muscles as big as I can. I want to be as muscular and as strong
as I can possibly be.

[msg86]

Chapter Three THE FAVOR


 One day Carrie, a good friend of mine, had told me her grades were
struggling in math. She had told me this as I met her outside her math
class. Mr. Johnson was her math teacher and he had already left the
classroom. I had a different math teacher than Carrie, so I wasn't
familiar with Mr. Johnson. I took a peak in the classroom and walked
over to his vacant desk. The usual things cluttered the top of his
desk, but underneath his desk was a stack of magazines. I flipped
through them and found they were all female muscle magazines. So, Mr.
Johnson has a thing for muscular females, huh. I walked back out into
the hallway where Carrie was waiting.

 Carrie and I went outside and sat on the school lawn during lunch.
She told about the math test she had taken earlier in the day. She
felt she had done poorly and if she failed this test she would flunk
math and have to take it over again next year. "Do you know when Mr.
Johnson will be grading those tests, Carrie?", I asked as I planned to
aid my friend. "He usually grades them in his class after school. Why
do you ask?", she said. "Hmmmm.....after school, huh?", I said with a
smile. " I have a feeling your test grade will be excellent and you're
gonna pass math.", I added. Carrie didn't have a clue what I was
talking about and I didn't plan on telling her either. It would be a
favor, of which I owed her many.
 
 My class got the afternoon off from school, due to the cancellation
of a field trip. This gave me plenty of time to prepare for my plan. I
got home at 1:00 p.m. School would be over at 3:30 p.m., so Mr.
Johnson would be grading tests at about 4:00 p.m. That gave me almost
3 hours to prepare. I got into my bikini bottoms and tank top and
headed downstairs to the weight room. I began working out at about
1:15 p.m. I skipped my warm up lifting and went straight into lifting
heavy weights. My body heaved and strained as I pumped the massive
weights. Muscles upon muscles bulged out from my body. For a moment I
had a funny feeling that I was being watched, but then I thought my
imagination was getting the better of me.

 I worked out very hard for over 2 hours, till 3:20 p.m. My young body
was pumped solid with throbbing muscles. I took a quick shower and
snuck into my older sisters room, who wasn't home at the time. I had
brought my shortest mini-skirt and half length tank top with me, which
I quickly put on. I rummaged through my sisters closet and found some
white lacy socks and an older pair of her high heels which nearly fit
me. A bit of tissue in the shoes and I was ready to go. I took a look
at myself in the mirror and saw a sexy, muscular 12 year old on a
mission. I quietly made my way down to the main floor and snuck out
the back door. If my father would of seen me dressed like that I'd be
in big trouble. Not that I probably couldn't hold my own against my
dad nowadays, but I didn't need the hassle.
 
 It was 3:40 p.m. as I set out on my briskly paced walk back to
school. I was receiving all kinds of stares and whistles as I walked
down the street. The high heels and my scant attire made every man I
passed take notice of my rigidly muscle pumped young body. My thighs
and calves bloated with very hard muscles with each of my stern and
quick strides. The long walk amplified my leg muscles even more as I
was within a few hundred yards of the school. The schoolyard was empty
as I walked through. I opened the school doors and found the hallways
just as barren as the schoolyard. I made a pit stop at the ladies
room. I put on some lipstick, eyeliner, and eyelash stuff that I had
to borrow from my sister, without her permission, of course. I took a
look at myself in the mirror after I was done with the make-up. I did
a few double bicep flexes and saw that I was still incredibly pumped
from my workout. 'You sure are one sexy little Muscle Doll, Nancy', I
thought to my self. I made a few quick checks of my clothing and
headed out the door of the ladies room.

 Mr. Johnson's classroom was on the 3rd floor, so I began my trek up
the 3 flights of stairs. I could feel my legs pulse with muscles as I
quickly hiked up the stairway. A 2 hour workout, a 1 mile walk, and
now 3 flights of stairs were stiffening my muscle swollen thighs and
calves. I reached the 3rd floor and stopped. I took a look at my legs
and saw that they were bloated with firm muscles. The high heels I was
wearing kept my leg muscles pumped and solid. Walking down the hallway
my legs felt stronger than ever before as the clicking of my heels
echoed through the empty hallway.

 I arrived at room #316, Mr. Johnson's class. The door was open so I
stepped into the doorway. He was at his desk grading papers like
Carrie said he would be. "Ahem!!!," I cleared my throat to get his
attention. He looked up at me standing in the doorway. "Mr. Johnson?",
I asked. "Yes young lady. What can I do for you?", he replied. "I was
wondering if I could get some advice. You see, Mr. Carter, my math
teacher, has already gone home and I desperately need some help with
my math.", I said in a innocent voice. He picked up his glasses of his
desk and put them on. I guess all my muscles came into focus when he
put on his glasses because his eyes widened with a look of
concentrated fascination. "Why,.....come right in young lady. My door
is always open to girls with a zest for.......learning.", he said as
his face lit up with delight. I took slow steps with a slight sway in
my hips. My thighs ballooned with muscles as I planted each foot
walking toward him. He watched in disbelief. "Now, what is it that I
can do for you Miss..........?", he said. "Oh, just call me Nancy,
please.", I replied as I held out my hand. He shook my hand and I gave
him a good firm handshake. My arms puffed up a bit as we shook hands.
"My, my.........you're quite a stout young lady, Nancy.", he said with
an ear to ear smile. "Oh, thank you. Do you really think so, Mr.
Johnson?", I said as I sat on top of a desk behind me. I crossed my
legs slowly. Muscles emerged up and down my legs. He wiped his mouth
as his eyes examined my muscle broadened legs. "You know, I've been
thinking of entering the 'Young Miss Muscle Beach' contest this
summer, but I don't know if I have the potential for that sort of
stuff.", I said bouncing my foot up and down. The gentle bouncing sent
subtle waves of muscles through my thigh, which kept his muscle-hungry
eyes fixed on my legs. "Well, Nancy. I've been a fan of female
bodybuilding for years and I think you have a well developed body.",
he said. I put my hands behind me and leaned back. This tightened my
stomach, covering it with plates of rippled muscle. His eyes widened
again. "Well, I don't know Mr. Johnson. A girl would have to be very,
very muscular to win a contest like that.", I said as he stared at my
muscle-chiseled abdomen. "I think you are very muscular, Nancy, and
you would do very well at that contest.", he said.

 I uncrossed my legs. "You're very kind Mr. Johnson.", I said as I put
my leg out horizontally. "But I mean just look at these thighs. They
need a lot of work.", I said, flexing my thigh. His eyes became glued
to my thighs, which expanded with rippling muscles as I flexed.
"Oh....my.....", he sighed as his hand came down to touch my thigh. I
flexed some more, sending waves of muscles beneath his hand. He took a
deep swallow. "I think your thighs are adequately muscled.", he said
as his fingers probed the valleys between my elevated thigh muscles.
All my activities that day had made my muscles striated and rock-
solid. "Gee.....do you really think my thighs are muscular?", I asked
the enthralled man. "Oh....yessss......very muscular......", he
replied in an awe-struck state.

 I hopped off the desk and turned my back to him. "You may think my
thighs are muscular, but I'm sure you'll agree that my calves are
lacking in muscular quality.", I said to him. He knelt down behind me
and wrapped his hand around my almost 15 inch calf. The high heels
kept my calves stiff with muscles. "Well, what do you think, Mr.
Johnson?", I asked. "Oh....my...yes...these are very muscular
calves....", he said, nearly drooling. "Are you sure?", I asked as I
stood up on my toes. My calves eruptively jutted out into huge diamond
shaped, granite-like muscles, which spread his fingers wide open.
"....oh.....my....gosh...yessss....I'm sure these calves
are...(gulp!!)....very muscular...", he gasped. "Well, maybe you're
right, but are they firm enough?", I asked as I stood up on my toes as
high as I could. I turned to look down at him and saw him hungrily
panting at the sight of my expanding and muscle-solidifying calves.
The size of my calves was immense, which even surprised me. I guess I
had given my muscles a real workout. "...oh.....my....your calves are
as hard as steel!!!....", he blurted out as he pressed his fingers
into my unyielding calf muscle.

 I came down off my toes and turned to him. He stood up with eyes
still fixed on my legs. I noticed he had quite an erection. Fondling
my firm muscles had aroused him tremendously. He was in a delirious
state of muscle lust. "I don't think you'll find these very muscular
at all.", I said as I flexed my biceps. He stepped closer to me with
eyes wide. "Not very big, huh?", I said as I flexed again. His hands
came up and wrapped around each bicep, and I flexed again, very hard.
The huge balls of muscle expanded his hands. "On the contrary, I'd say
these are very big biceps.", he said in lust. "Oh....my....you're
right, Mr. Johnson, my biceps are pretty big after all.", I said as I
flexed very hard. My biceps swelled to nearly 15 inches around, which
surprised me again as well as Mr. Johnson. I turned around and pulled
off my tank top, leaving me in my skirt and bikini top.
"....what.....what are you.....doing...?", he gasped as he dashed to
close the classroom door.

 Mr. Johnson locked the door and checked to see it was secure. He
walked back over to me and I still had my back turned to him. "I think
you should put your top back on, Nancy!!!", he said nervously. "Oh
it's all right, Mr. Johnson. I'm wearing a bikini top. Besides I
wanted your opinion on my back muscles.", I said to him, as I flexed
my biceps ever so slowly. A multitude of mountainous muscles formed in
my back as I flexed. The mounds of muscles quickly soothed him and put
him back in a hypnotized state of muscle lust. "....mmmmmmmmm....", I
sighed erotically as I flexed again harder. Huge rippling muscles
crackled as they rolled across my back. His hands caressed my muscle
covered back. "....aahhhhhhh....", I sighed as I flexed over and over.
His hands swept over my broad shoulders and then wrapped around my
biceps once more. I flexed about as hard as I could. My biceps became
petrified balls of muscle. Puffy, blood surging veins criss-crossed my
biceps as they hardened. "Do you think these muscles would stand a
chance in that contest, Mr. Johnson.", I said.
"Oh...yes....ohhh...my...", he said deliriously.

 I turned to face him. "Would you like to see my posing routine?", I
said enticingly. "Oh.....yes I would, very much....", he said with his
tongue nearly hanging out. I unbuttoned my skirt and it slowly slid
down over my muscle bulged legs. I pulled my feet out of my skirt and
took a step back. I smiled seductively as I put my arms behind my head
and curled my body in. The skin on my abdomen tightened around the
countless plates of rippling muscles that covered my stomach area.
This caused his erection to extend even further. Twisting my torso
from side to side caused my armor plated abdomen to roll with muscles.
"....aahhhhhhh.....", I sighed playfully. Putting my hands on my hips
I extended my right leg out. Then I firmly planted my foot down and
twisted it about. My thighs bubbled with dozens of bulging muscles.
".....Oooooohhhh.....yessss.....very lovely....", he drooled. I turned
around and bent my leg upward repeatedly turning my calf into a
massive, rock-solid ball of muscle with each bend. I could hear his
breathing becoming heavier as I continued posing.

 Bringing my leg down, I then stood up highly on my toes, causing my
calves to erupt with muscle. Up and down on my toes I went, putting my
calves in a state of petrified muscle. He 'ooohhed and aahhhed' as my
calves mushroomed every time I went up on my toes. I turned to face
him. "What do you think so far?", I asked with an alluring smile.
"....Ooohhhhh.....very exquisite, Nancy......please show some
more....", he said nearly frothing. "Well, I guess I could show you a
.........bit more....", I said to the muscle hungry man. I extended my
arms out horizontally and glared at him very enticingly. "Are
you.....ready?", I asked. He nodded in anticipation while licking his
lips. I began to flex my arms upward, ever so slowly. "Mmmmmmmm.....",
I moaned as my arms slowly came up. First my forearms stiffened. I
closed my eyes and erotically swayed my head. "....ohhhhhh......", I
sighed as my biceps began hardening. Then I abruptly stopped in the
middle of my flex and held my arms there. "What's
wrong.......Nancy!!!", he said. "Oh, I don't know Mr. Johnson. This
might all be for none. That contest is in 5 weeks and I would have to
work out very, very hard everyday to have any chance of winning that
contest. And I'm afraid that won't be possible.", I said.
"Why,.....why....not!!!", he said jittery. "Well, you see, my friend
Carrie Munson is having a very difficult time in math. She thinks
she's gonna fail math this year. I decided I should help her study and
bone-up on her math this summer, so I won't have any time for
contests.", I said with my arms still in mid-flex.

 I turned my back to him. "Carrie Munson? Why, she's one of my
students.", he said. "Oh really!! I didn't know that, Mr. Johnson.", I
said as I went into a lat spread. My widened back sprung incredible
muscles. "Carrie isn't confident that she passed that test she took
today.", I said as my back muscles crackled outward. He nervously
shuffled through papers on his desk. "Here, I have her test right
here!!!", he shouted. I extended my arms out once more and began a
slow double bicep flex. "Ya, it's a shame I won't be able to build up
these....mmmmmmmuscles....this....summer.....mmmmmm...", I moaned
erotically as I flexed slow and hard. My biceps, being incredibly
pumped from working out and flexing, were bulged and hard.
"Well.....uh....let's just have a .....ah.....look at this
.....test...", he said as he flipped through it quickly. I flexed my
biceps over and over, milking my muscles.
"...Mmmmmmm......ohhhhh.....", I moaned as my biceps became mammoth
and rock-hard. "Ohhhh...mmmyyyy....", he murmured. I turned to face
him and continued to repeatedly flex my biceps. He watched in a
delirious state of muscle lust as I pumped my bicep muscles into a
petrified state. I put my hands together in front of me and extended
them downward. I squeezed my arms inward. I didn't have much of a
bosom by female standards, but I was able to muster up a few ripples
of muscle from my chest. "Ohhh......geeeeeez......", he frothed.
"How's that test look Mr. Johnson?", I asked as I went back to flexing
my biceps. "....um....uh...well....", he said hungrily.

 I moved close to him and extended my arm out just beneath his chin.
His erection was protruding long and hard. I gave him an alluring
smile. I then slowly flexed my bicep, causing it to swell immensely,
just inches away from his eyes. "Just imagine how muscular I would be
if I got a chance to work out everyday this summer.", I said as I
flexed slow and very, very , very, hard. My bicep reacted by becoming
a peaked, striated, rock-hard mass of muscle. That made him lose it.
".... Oooohhhh ......ooooooo .......oohhh ....mmmmm....", he moaned as
I'm pretty sure he orgasmed in his pants. He placed his hands over his
crotch and moaned again. "Are you alright, Mr. Johnson?", I asked,
pretending not to know what happened. ".....umm...you're friend's test
is......uh....excellent.....", he grunted while holding his crotch.
".....but you'll....uhm...have to excuse me...for today...., Nancy.
I've....uh....got to go now....uh...", he grunted once more and dashed
out of the classroom. I suspect he had to go to the washroom for a
thorough clean up.

 I picked up my skirt and tank top and put them back on. My clothing
fit much tighter over my muscles, which were very, very swollen and
hard. I rubbed my solid muscles. "Mmmmm.....", I moaned proudly. "Way
to go, Nancy!!! I think you did it.", I said to myself. I was pretty
sure that Carrie was going to get a passing grade after that muscular
display. I mean, he blew his wad and everything. How many girls can do
that without a laying a finger on him. Basking in a job well done I
strolled out of the classroom, my muscles pulsating with pride.

 I saw Carrie the next and she told of how shocked she was to find out
she had past her test with flying colors. She also found out that she
would be getting a passing grade for the year. Imagine that, a passing
grade. I never did tell her about my encounter with Mr. Johnson and
how I bombarded him with female muscles, which he craved so much. It
was just a favor.

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Chapter Four
A ROOM WITH A VIEW


 My hunger for more and more muscle was getting the
better of me. I wanted bigger and bigger muscles. My workouts became
longer and harder to satisfy my craving. Just turned 13 and my body has
begun to bloom in a womanly manner. No longer flat-chested, my bust has
blossomed very nicely. I have no need for training bras, or things of
that sort. My muscleful young breasts stand at full attention at all
times without the aid of a training bra. My young bosom has filled in
the last part of my body that has been lacking shape and fullness
previously. My firm, robust 37 inch bustline has made me the envy of
school girls, and the desire of boys and men alike.

 My young body now flowed with powerful muscular
curves that caught the attention of most males I encountered. 37-21-35
were not normal measurements for a 13 year old girl. Boys and men
hungered for glimpses of my young muscleful body and occasionally I
would feed that hunger by wearing scanty outfits. This often caused
many disturbances in classrooms from students to teachers, so it wasn't
something I did often. I was proud of my young muscularly robust body.
I never realized how much males desired females who were muscular and
strong. The lust for my muscles would hit closer to home than I ever
imagined.

 I woke up early, as I did every Saturday morning.
After a hearty breakfast I made my way down to the weight room. Pulling
off my sweats, I remained in my one piece white leotard. I stretched
and did some light weights. After about 20 minutes of the light weights
I moved on to some heavier weights. Two short barbells with 80 pounds
on each caused my biceps to swell to the solid 15 inches they each now
measure. I loved to pump heavy weights, so I put another 20 pounds on
each barbell, bringing the total to 100pounds on each. I curled each
barbell in succession, and my biceps swelled and striated under the
slight strain. I pumped the weights furiously, longing to add more and
more muscle to my already muscle teeming young body. I curled the two
110 pound weights 20 times each. Setting the weights down I could feel
my arms surging with muscles. I turned to the mirror and flexed my
biceps. The twin peaks rose eruptively with absolute muscle. I then
pulled down on the top of my leotard, in the cleavage area. My chest
was taut and full of muscle. I twisted and turned my arm sending subtle
waves of rippling muscles through my chest. I was very pleased with my
muscular progress.

 Bending over to pick up some different weights I
noticed a small hole in the far wall. I walked over to investigate. It
was a hole about the size of a dime. I wondered if it was a fresh hole
or maybe I just hadn't noticed before. The hole was about waist high,
so I bent over to look through. I saw that the storage room was on the
other side. That got me curious. I was sure that hole wasn't always
there so I decided to have a look in the storage room. Entering the
storage room I noticed that some things were cleared out of the way,
making a path towards the wall. I walked over to the wall after
flicking on the light. There, by the hole in the wall, was a cleared
area. There were a few blankets and towels laying around. I rummaged
through the blankets and found a pile of pictures cut out from
magazines. Every single picture was of a muscular woman. Seems my dear
brother has quite a fetish for muscular females. Then I remembered the
hole in the wall and thought that he may be watching while I workout. I
leaned over and peeked through the hole and saw that it gave an
unblocked view of my workout area. That creep brother of mine must be
watching me, and probably jerking off for all I knew. I became furious.
My muscles tensed with anger. 'I think my dear brother needs to learn a
lesson about privacy.' , I thought to myself.

 The next day I decided that my dear brother was going
to receive the lesson of his life. When I got home from school I found
my brother laying on the couch watching television. "Hi, Johnny.", I
said to him as I kicked off my sneakers. "Oh, hi sis.", he replied. I
dropped a bag of things I had purchased during lunch break. "What ya
got in the bag, Nancy?", he asked. I opened the bag. "Oh,...just some
new workout clothes.", I said as I pulled out a tiny string bikini.
That sat him up and his eyes widened as I held the tiny outfit over my
body. "I figure this won't constrict me as much.", I said, being sure
that this would lure him into watching me later. I started heading
upstairs to my room. "What you gonna do?", he asked. "Oh, I think I'll
go upstairs for a while and then go down and workout in about 15
minutes. He didn't say anything back, but I could hear him scurrying
down to the basement as I reached the top of the stairs. He took the
bait. 'Alright, dear brother. You're gonna get a Muscle Show you never
dreamed of.

 After about 20 minutes I went down. Passing the
living room I saw that Johnny was not there. He must already in the
storage room waiting for me to workout. I went into the basement
bathroom to change into my bikini. I brought a pair of 4 inch high
heels with me to turn him on even more. Just before I left the bathroom
I noticed a bottle of baby lotion on the counter. 'Why not' , I thought
as I took it with me.

 I walked into the weightroom and turned on the light.
I turned on the ghetto-blaster and found some soft sensual music. I
could hear some movement by the wall near the hole, and I always
thought those noises were the house settling. Anyway I sat down and
grabbed the baby lotion. I popped the top and squirted a good helping
in my hand. Bending over, I started at my ankle and oiled my leg
upwards. The oil instantly heightened the muscular appearance of my
leg. I extended my leg out and my hand glided over my thickly muscled
thigh. Tensing my thigh gently, my hand went on a rollercoaster ride
over the mountainous muscles and the deep valleys and gorges between
the elevated muscles. My thigh muscles struck a nerve as faint
shuffling noises came from behind the wall. Twisting my body slightly,
I began oiling the back of my leg. I started at the top with my massive
hamstring. Sliding down, I oiled my big muscleful calf. I bent my leg
up and I smothered oil all over my hugely expanded calf. I could hear
faint moaning, 'Oh, we're just getting started, dear brother', I
thought to myself.

 After oiling down my other leg I stood up and
squirted another heaping helping of oil in my hand. I curled my body
inward just a bit and dozens of tight, rippling muscles emerged from my
abdomen. My hand slid over the dense muscles that felt like a muscular
cheese grater. Twisting and turning my hips slightly sent a tidal wave
of rippled muscles streaming up and down my taut belly. I slid my hand
upwards towards my chest. My hand slipped under the material that
covered very little of my breast. I tensed my boob while I oiled it. My
breast jutted out with muscles. I oiled my other equally muscular
breast. "Mmmmmm.......", I moaned as my oily hand slithered over my
muscle inflated breast.

 I moved on to my biceps after oiling up my shoulders.
I extended my arm out and oiled my entire arm. I squirted more oil in
my hand and flexed my bicep very hard. I drenched my flexed bicep in
oil. My mammoth 15+ inch bicep glistened with a rock-solid luster. I
must of been turning my brother on a lot, because the moaning and
shuffling around became a bit louder. After oiling down my other arm, I
turned my back to the hole in the wall. I flexed mightily, over and
over. My arms and back rippled and bulged with rolling muscles upon
muscles. "Mmmmmmmmm.......oooohhhhh....'',I moaned as I flexed harder
and harder.

 My upper body became covered in striating muscles.
"Ooohhhhh.....", I sighed sensually as my muscles expanded enormously.
I could hear faint jerking and moaning from behind the wall. I flexed
even harder yet, milking my young body for more muscles. "...Ooooohhhhh
!!!!......", I moaned loudly as my biceps and back crackled loudly from
the broad expanding, rock-hard muscles. "...Ohhhhh....mmmmm.....How do
you.....like......mmmmm...... these.....ooohh.............mmmmmuscles,
Johnny?", I asked, looking back at the hole in the wall. The next thing
I heard was loud banging and shuffling as he was apparently trying to
scurry out of the storage room. I ran out into the hallway and he ran
right into me. He bounced off me like a basketball. He landed on the
floor with his pants still down, trying desperately to pull them up.
"Well now, what have you been up to ,dear brother?", I asked my
completely embarrassed older brother.

 I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and stood him
up. "I hate to quote an old saying, but it looks like I've caught you
with your pants down, Johnny.", I said as he still fiddled with his
pants. I moved my arms up and my brother was now standing on the tips
of his toes. "Wait a minute, Nancy!!!! I
can.....(gulp!!) ... explain!!!!", he begged. I pulled him in till we
were nose to nose. "I think you're the one that's gonna get an
explanation!!!", I barked back. I held him up with one arm and grabbed
his underwear, which were still not covering his penis. "Here,.....let
me help you with that!!!", I said as I yanked up his underwear with
great force. "...Yeeeeooowww!!!!!....", he hollered and then cringed in
pain. I let go fo him and he fell to his knees, groaning in pain and
holding his crotch. "Okay, I think it's time I taught you a lesson
about peeping in on my workouts.", I said sternly. I grabbed a handful
of his hair and pulled him down the hallway.

 I pushed the door open and flung my brother into the
weight room. He rolled across the floor like a rag doll. While my
groggy brother moaned on the floor I moved some weights and equipment
to clear an area. Johnny was sitting up when I walked over to him. He
looked up and saw my 24 1/2 inch thighs staring him in the face. "So,
big brother likes to jerk off over my muscles, does he.....?", I said
as I inched my thighs closer to his face. His face drew a look of fear
as I tensed my thighs. Huge muscles rippled before his eyes. He slowly
backed away, gawking at my muscle-stuffed thighs. I stepped forward as
he backed away, till he backed into the wall. "No place to go, now.
Look's like you're caught between a rock and hard
muscles.. (hee, hee, hee)", I giggled. I spread my legs apart slightly and
placed my hands between my thighs. "I've been wanting to try out these
legs for quite some time. I really don't know what they're capable
of.", I said as I stroked the cords of muscle that layered my inner
thighs. I then placed my hands behind his head. "I guess there's only
one way to find out.", I said as I slowly pulled his head towards my
open thighs. "Nancy... no ....wait !!...pl...", he begged and squirmed.
He couldn't break free, I had a firm hold of him. "But I thought you
liked these.....muscles.", I said, sliding his head in and out of my
pumped oily thighs. Then I pushed his head all the way in and gently
closed my oily thighs around his neck.

 My brother squirmed and whined to no avail. I
straightened out my legs and his body buckled, and I wasn't even
squeezing......yet. "How's that....is that a nice snug fit...", I
teased. I didn't squeeze, but I tensed my legs, powering up my muscles.
My legs ballooned with a multitude of bulging muscles.
"Ooohhh... mmmmy...", I chirped in a playful voice. My brother on the
other hand wasn't feeling very playful as he moaned in pain. My
ballooning muscles converged on his neck. Light suctioning sounds came
from my thighs as my oily muscles hardened to form a tight seal around
his neck. "There, that should be sufficient muscles. What do you think
Johnny?", I teasingly asked. My poor brother had already lost his will
to resist as his squirming mellowed. "What....you think my legs could
use just a bit...more muscle !!", I said, teasing. I tensed my legs a
little bit more and dozens more muscles emerged from legs. My legs now
rippled and bulged with countless muscles. "Hey,...you were right,
Johnny. This is much better.", I joked to my numbed brother.

 "Now let's see what happens if I squeeze.....just a
little bit.", I said as I delicately squeezed. My thighs slowly swelled
around his neck. Johnny tried ineffectively to break free, but my
muscleful legs were unyielding. "Let's try squeezing just a
bit.....harder.", I said boosting up the pressure slightly. My oily
legs glimmered as muscles formed atop muscles. My brother's desperately
frail struggle was being weakened by my crushing muscle bulged thighs.
"Please.....Nan....stop...pl...", he begged. I squeezed some more and
my enormously expanding thighs slicenced his begging as rippling
muscles smothered his cheeks. "How's that, dear brother? How do you
like my big muscles now?", I said to my red faced brother.

 "Mmmmmmmm.....I must admit that I find this very
enjoyable", I said, squeezing a bit harder yet. My poor brother's
squirming became almost non-existent. "...but we must remember that
this is a lesson for you !!!!", I said sternly as I doubled the
squeezing power. My thighs erupted with mountainous muscles throughout.
Muscles were popping up everywhere. My huge thighs crushed inward on
his neck. The squirming completely stopped and my brother was very
glossy eyed. "How you doing down there, Johnny?", I asked as I twisted
my legs about. Rippling muscles rolled across my thighs and my brother
was slowly fading out of consciousness. "I don't want you to forget
what these muscles are capable of, so this is for your own good.", I
said. I turned up the squeeze and his nearly limp body jerked a bit.
"How about some more....mmmmuscles.", I said as I tensed and squeezed
very hard. The volcanic upsurge of my muscle swelling thighs sent an
echoing crackle through the air.

 I spread my thighs slightly as I took a hold of his
head. I twisted him around till he was facing up at me and then closed
my thighs around his neck once more. My brothers teary eyes were
glossed over. He was barely conscious as the tears slowly ran down his
bruised face. "Hang in there, Johnny!! There's still more muscles to
come.", I said and then squeezed with muscular force. My abounding
thigh muscles inflated tremendously. His body jerked in pain and his
eyes were slowly closing. "Just a little bit
mmmmore ........ mmmmmmm!!!!!", I moaned as my squeezing thighs became
mammothly swollen with muscles. The massive rock-hard muscles crushed
with incredible force and easily put my dear brother into total
unconsciousness. "Mmmmmm.", I moaned as his neck lightly crackled
between my massive granite-like thighs.

 Spreading my legs open, his head made a loud thud as
it limply fell to the floor. He lay there unconscious for nearly 30
minutes, while I worked out a bit. When he started coming round I went
over to sit on the bench by where he lay. I crossed my legs as his eyes
slowly opened. My legs fluttered with countless muscles when I crossed
them. Johnny's eyes opened and he saw me sitting there. "Well, good
morning. Did we have a nice little nap?", I teased. He still wasn't
very alert yet. I placed my high heeled shoe on his chest. My muscle
bloated calf was directly over his face. "I hope this has taught you
not to be a pervert, dear brother!!", I said as I raised my heel upward
with my toes planted in his chest. My calf inflated into a mass of
bulging rock-hard muscle. "Please, Nancy!! I promise it'll never happen
again,ever!!", he pleaded. I took my foot of his chest and stood up. I
grabbed him and sat him up on the bench. "I hope you mean that,
Johnny.", I said as I flexed my biceps. "I'd hate to have to discipline
you again.", I said while my brother gawked at my mountain peaked
biceps. "No, really, I promise.", he said, wiping some tears from his
cheeks. I stood him up and he got a fearful look in his eyes. "You're
my brother Johnny and I love you very much, but what you were doing is
very wrong. No one's privacy should be invaded that way.", I said and
gave my big brother a hug.

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Chapter Five BE KIND TO YOUR NEIGHBOR


 They had just moved in the week before, a single
father and his 11 year old son. I watched from my window as they moved
in the last few bits and pieces into their home. I found the father to
be a very handsome man. I found out he was 34 years old, exactly 20
years older than me. Not that I thought that the two of us could ever
be intimately involved or anything, but he sure was good looking.

 I said good bye to my parents as they left for the
lake for the weekend. My brother had left early in the morning for a
day long basketball tournament, so I was home alone. I was going to
spend my Saturday doing absolutely nothing but lying on the couch and
watch T.V. I needed a break like this.

 I must have dozed off because someone knocking on the
door woke me up. I looked at the time on the VCR, 11:30 a.m. I passed
out for about half an hour. I slowly got up and walked over to the
door. I opened the door and there stood the gorgeous man from next
door. "Hello, I'm Mr. Adams. My son and I just moved in next door last
week.", he said glumly. He seemed down about something. "Hi, I'm
Nancy.", I responded. "Is your father at home?", he asked as he looked
at the ground. "Actually, my parents are both gone for the weekend. Was
there something I could help you with?", I said. "Well,...I need to
talk to somebody and I wanted a man's input.", he said. "What is it
that you need to talk about?", I asked. "Well...it's
rather...um..embarassing.", he mumbled. " I'll tell you what. Why don't
you come in and I'll get you a nice cool glass of juice and if you want
to talk about it or anything else, it'll be entirely up to you.", I
said with a big smile. "Well, I guess that's fair enough.", he
responded with a half smile.

 When I returned to the living room I found Mr.Adams
sitting on the couch. I put his glass of juice down on the coffee
table. "There you go, nice cold glass of orange juice.", I said. "Thank
you.", He replied. He took a sip of juice. "Do you mind if I lie
down?", he asked. "No, not at all, Mr.Adams. Make yourself right at
home.", I replied. He groaned as he lay down. "Gee, you seem very
depressed, Mr.Adams.", I said. "Yes, I'm sorry, Nancy.", he apologized.
"Is there anything I could do to help?", I asked. "No,...I really don't
think so. You see I'm still depressed about my wife. She was killed in
an auto accident last year.", he said woefully. "Oh, I'm so sorry to
hear that.", I said. "Thank you.", he acknowledged. "Do you mind if I
ask what it is that you miss most about your wife?", I asked.
"Well,....that's what I wanted your father's opinion on.", he said as
he shuffled nervously. "Maybe I can give you an opinion.", I suggested.
"Well it's rather an embarrassing thing to talk about, but what the
heck, you seem like an understanding person.", he said.

 I moved to sit in the chair next to the couch. I
sat behind his head, so he didn't have me in his line of sight. "Well,
you see, my wife was a very athletic woman,.....very,very, athletic.",
he began saying. "A strapping Amazon-like women. 5 feet 11 inches tall
and 165 pounds of the leanest muscle around.", he said proudly. "Wow,
sounds like quite a woman.", I said. I wondered what he would of
thought of my muscles. He had no idea, due to my loose fitting track
suit. Although I appeared stalky, the loose fitting suit concealed the
large muscles that lay beneath. "I loved that powerful physique of
her's. So strong and proud. I miss that strength so much.", he said. I
went out on a limb. "Did your wife physically dominate you, Mr.Adams?",
I asked boldly. "No, not exactly. It was a mutual thing. She liked her
sense of power and I enjoyed her physical strength.", he said. I don't
know just what happened at that moment, but I felt a hot flash as the
words came out of his mouth. "What was it that you and your wife did,
if you don't mind me asking?", I said as the hot surge grew. "Most
nights before we went to bed she would put on the skimpiest underwear
and spiked heels. Then she sat on the bed and call for me to come to
her.", he said. He wiped his hand across his mouth and continued. "I'd
kneel in front of her and she would stand up. She'd run her hands
across her muscular thighs. Then her hands slowly pulled my head in
between her thighs.", he said. Suddenly my nipples were getting harder.
My breasts became engorged with firm muscles. "Ooooohhhh....", I sighed
as his story was turning me on. "Oh, please go on Mr.Adams.", I said.

 "At first she would squeeze slowly and gently. Her
thigh muscles gently converged on my neck.", he said. My muscles were
on fire by this time. I could feel my muscles swelling as I was very
turned on by what he was saying. He continued. "Then she would slowly
squeeze harder and harder as we both were turned on. She'd squeeze
harder yet and her beautiful, powerful thigh muscles constricted around
my neck.", he said ecstatically. I also was becoming ecstatic as I
caressed my hardened thigh muscles. My muscles were horny for him.
Horny to be wrapped around his neck. "Her muscles were exquisite.", he
said as I stood up beside were he lay. He looked up at me and he could
see the fire in my face as I licked my lips and moaned erotically.
"Nancy,what's wr.....", he started to say as I slowly pulled down my
sweat pants. His face was at eye level to my thighs.
"Oh.....my....!!!", he uttered. I caressed my muscle-bulged thighs. "I
know these legs are probably not quite as great as your late wife's,
but I hope they'll do.", I said to him. "Holy mackerel!!! Are you
kidding? These are the most muscular legs I've ever seen. They make my
late wife's legs look like tooth picks!!!", he blurted. That line did
it. My nipples became rock-hard and my inner thighs were burning to
squeeze his head.

 His hands slowly reached out towards my thighs. He
placed his hands upon my bloated thighs and felt the steely texture of
my thighs. "Mmmmmmm.......Do you like that, baby?", I said as I fought
to control myself. "These are incredible muscles!!!", he said. That
really turned me on. I put my hands behind his head and pulled his face
forward. His lips pressed against my thighs. He put his hands on my
muscular ass and he kissed my muscular thighs. I tensed my thighs
lightly and his lips pecked at the dozens of elevated muscles in my
thighs. "Mmmmmm......", I moaned with pleasure. I stepped out of my
sweat pants and shoes. He knelt on the floor and kissed and caressed my
muscle-burning thighs. "Mmmm....ooohhh.....baaaaaay-beee...", I moaned
as I unzipped my sweat jacket. He looked up just as the jacket fell to
the floor. He knelt there looking up at me, I was wearing a bikini top.
"How do you like these muscles?", I asked as I flexed my biceps. My
biceps were also very, very pumped by my muscle-lust and they were very
bulged with muscles. "...oohhh...mmmyy....", he adoringly uttered.

 I sat down in the chair as he still knelt on the
floor. I raised my legs up to a horizontal position and spread them
open. He licked his lips in anticipation. "Is this what you
want,......honey?", I asked very erotically. He stared at my legs with
hunger. I too, stared at my legs because I couldn't believe how massive
my muscles had become. My horny state had some how amplified the normal
size of my bodily muscles. My legs were covered with huge muscles.
"Ooooohhhh....", he moaned as he fondled my muscle swollen thighs. It
felt good as his hands passed over my hard muscles. I couldn't wait
anymore, I had to have his head between my thighs, and I'm sure he was
longing to be there,too.

 I looked at him with enticing lust.
"Mmmmm....it's time, baby.", I said as he then leaned forward. I slowly
wrapped my now massive thighs around his neck and he smiled. I sat
there adjusting my sitting position, not applying any kind of pressure
at all, but my subtle movements caused muscles to leap from my legs.
"There we go. Now I think we could use a little bit more muscle, don't
you?", I said. He smiled in agreement. I gently flexed my feet down and
a giant tidal wave of muscles rippled throughout my legs.
"Mmmmmmm.....", I moaned as the surging muscle felt satisfying. My
thigh muscles slowly expanded and surrounded his neck.
"Mmmmmmm...... that's a lot of muscle.....but I think we could use
just...... a little more .....mmmmmmm", I moaned as a tensed a bit more.
Dozens of huge cords of muscle surged up from my thighs and criss-
crossed like steel cables. Each of my thighs were easily over 28 inches
around. He moaned in pain as just the sheer mass of muscle in my thighs
was hurting him. "Ooooohhh.....that's better. Now let's squeeze....just
a little bit...mmmmm", I said lustfully. As I gently applied just a
slight bit of pressure and my thighs erupted with mountainous muscles.
"Ooohhhh.....mmmyyyy...!!!", I moaned erotically at the sight of my
muscle radiating thighs. He instantly cringed in pain as his neck was
bombarded by my muscles.

 I was incredibly horny by this time. My thigh
muscles swelled immensely as I squeezed a little bit harder. The skin
around my thighs was stretched tight and glistened as muscles pushed
outward. He groaned loudly in pain. "Ooooooo....... how's
that ..... baby?", I said. I was overwhelmed by muscle-lust. My thigh
muscles rose up and compressed his cheeks. He drooled and spat through
his tightened lips as he began looking groggy. I basked in my muscular
domination of him as I throttled up a bit more on my squeeze. My thighs
kept expanding and were well over 30 inches by now. His head began to
sink between my thighs as muscles poured over. Muscles smothered over
his lips and his painful moans ceased. "Mmmmm......yyeessssssss...", I
moaned. I tried to keep some control over myself in my lustful state. I
knew I could effortlessly disintegrate his head between my thighs but
up to that point I was only using about 5 percent of my thigh muscle-
power. I fought to control my urge but I couldn't resist. I gently
boosted up my muscles and squeezed slightly harder. My thighs grew and
grew. Muscles formed upon muscles upon muscles. "Oooohhhhhhhhh..!!!!!",
I moaned loudly. His body gyrated in pain as huge muscles swarmed over
his face. His eyes were just slightly visible and were very glossy and
blood-shot. "We're .......... almost there, ................honey. Just
............. a ................ little......... mmmmmm............
bit .... more .... mmmmmmmuscle....", I moaned erotically. I drew up more
muscle from within my thighs. My thighs exploded with muscles. Every
inch of my thighs was covered with dense,rippling muscles.
"Oooooooooo .... baaaaaaaaaybbeeeee..!!!!", I moaned as his face vanished
beneath my behemoth muscles. His body went into fierce convulsions as
my muscles did their magic. More and more muscles emerged from my
thighs as I felt near orgasm. My nipples were erect and like armor-
piercing bullets as they were nearly puncturing through my bikini top.
Although I was still only using about 15 or 20 percent of my muscle
strength his neck and face crackled loudly under the strain. I put my
hands around my breasts, which had become rock-hard with muscle. I
caressed my very hard breasts as my thighs became petrified in muscles.
That did it ................
"Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhh ..... yesssssss
....... mmmmmmmmmmm .... ooohhhh..!!!!" , I moaned loudly as I reached my
very first orgasm ever. In that moment of climax it felt like every
muscle in my body had turned to stone. My thigh muscles came into full
scale prominence and strength and his body went limp.

 His head slowly slipped out from between my legs as I
spread them apart. His head hit the floor with a loud thud. I bent over
to check him. I was glad to find he was still breathing, but he was
completely unconscious. His face, reddened by my thigh muscles, was
motionless. I stood up and I could feel every muscle in my thighs
ripple. "Ooooohh...mmmyyyy...", I said looking down at my legs. My
lustful state had amplified my muscles. I walked around the room on
legs that felt like granite. I caressed my thighs as I strode around
the room, savoring every bulging muscle.

 I had always heard about orgasms, but nothing compared to
experiencing first hand. All my muscles were rock-hard and erect. I sat
down in the chair and I could feel every muscle react. Muscles bulged
and rippled all over my body with each little move I made. My orgasmic
state had truly amplified my bodily muscles by 3 or 4 fold.

 I began to caress my various muscle-bulging body parts
with extreme pleasure. My muscle-swollen breasts were putting a strain
on my bikini top. They filled with firm muscles with every breath I
took. I put my hands around my breasts, which felt like two small
bowling balls. I then slid my hands down my abdomen. My hands slowly
slid over the countless ripples of muscle. "Mmmmmm...", I moaned. I
crossed my legs and watched as hundreds of muscles bulged and danced
all over my legs. "Mmmmmm....oooohhh.....yesssss...", I moaned again. I
was back in an incredibly horny state, Just as he was coming to. His
eyes slowly opened to see me sitting there, smiling and bulging with
muscles.

 I stood up and stepped over to him. I had my feet just on
either side of his ears. His head slowly came up as he gradually gained
his senses. As his head was about a foot off the ground I gently
crossed my legs. His head was between my calves. "Hey....what the....",
he muttered. I giggled playfully as he tried pulling his head out. My
calves were already hard and bulging with muscle. "Where you going,
honey? We're just getting.....started.", I said playfully as I tensed
my calves a tiny bit. My expanding calf muscles pressed into his face.
"Mmmmmmm...", I moaned as I tensed a tiny bit more. My calves responded
by inflating with muscles. "Unnnnghhh...", he spat out as he cringed in
pain. I squeezed my lower legs inward gently and my steely muscled
calves crushed in on his face. My calves were very, very pumped with
muscle, but I was only using about a third of my muscle power. I
decided to see what I was capable of in this horny muscle-lust state.

 I injected more muscle into my calves by tensing them
more. My calves expanded enormously. He bellowed in pain, but was too
weak to move. I then slowly rose up on my toes a couple of inches. To
my surprise my calves mushroomed with muscle. He yelled in great pain
as my massive calves surrounded his face. "Mmmmmmm.....ooohhh...", I
moaned as my calves crushed his cheeks. He was losing consciousness
again. "Mmmmm...how's that honey?", I said to him. He softly muttered a
painful moan. "Pardon me? You say you would like just a little bit more
muscle!!! Mmmmmmmm......I like that, baby. Alright sweetie, here comes
more muscle!!!!! ", I said teasingly. I rose up a bit higher on my
toes. My calves just kept getting bigger and bigger. His face was
nearly completely smothered over by my monstrous calves. His cheeks
began to crackle as I rose up higher. His face was now completely
buried by my mammoth muscle-petrified calves. I twisted and turned my
legs gently as I moaned with orgasmic pleasure. He was unconscious
again as I ground my huge steely calves into his face. I felt great,
great pleasure in my total muscular domination of him.

 I slowly spread my calves apart and his head slid down to
the floor once more. My muscle-throbbing calves were on fire. As I
stepped around the room I could feel my calves pulsate with an enormous
amount of muscle. I took a quick glance at him and saw he was moving
slowly and that he was okay. I went to the bathroom and splashed some
water on my face to cool down. The water slid down my face and over
muscle-pumped breasts. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw just
how massive my bodily muscles had become. Every subtle movement caused
muscles to pop, bulge, and ripple. I felt like I had become one solid
massive muscle....and it felt incredible.

 I returned to the living room and found that Mr. Adams
was no longer laying on the floor. I looked around the living room and
saw that he was gone. As I began to staighten things out in the room I
came across some money that Mr. Adams had left. "Wow !!! $300.00. I
must've been pretty good.", I said to myself. That was the easiest
money I had ever earned, and all just for giving him a taste of my
young muscles. That was the first of many sessions Mr. Adams would come
over for. Soon some of his friends would come by and lay their money
down to watch me flex my muscles or to feel the power of them. The
amounts of money per session varied on what was requested and I never
complied to do any unlady-like acts. It was strictly muscle worship or
dominance. The money I earned helped pay for more weights and equipment
that helped build bigger and bigger muscles.

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Diary of a Muscle Girl Book Two


INTRODUCTION

 
 Well, I'm back and glad to see you're interested in reading
about young muscular girls. In my first book of memoirs we left off
where I had just turned 14 years old, so let's get you updated a little
bit. I start off in these new memoirs at about 14 1/2 years old. My
hair is sandy brown and just over my shoulders. I stand 5' 4" tall and
I weigh about 152 lbs.

 Then there are my muscular measurements, which I'm sure you've
all been waiting for. My biceps measure roughly 15 1/2", not bad, huh?
My once non-existant chest now measures just over 40". My torso is a
slim but muscle-chiseled 21". My hips are a robust 35". Then ther are
my legs, my favorite muscles of all. My thighs are a whopping 26 1/2",
and my calves are a rock-solid 15 1/2". I bet those measurements have
probably hardened you up a bit, .........if you know what I mean.
 
 I have grown to love the feeling of being very muscular and
very, very strong. I don't mind flaunting my attributes occasionally or
displaying the power of my young muscle-bulging body, which you'll be
reading about in this second stage of my memoirs. So happy reading and
don't be afraid to get a good hard feeling once and while, while
reading about me.




Chapter One (14 years, 6 months old) PARTY TEASE


 It was 6:00 p.m. and mom was in the kitchen with some last
minute preparations for tonight. My stepfather was upstairs getting
dressed and I was kind of sulking because I had to stay home on a
Friday night. My parents were having a party for some of my
stepfather's work associates and some of our neighbors and they wanted
me to stay home for the party. I would rather of been going out with my
friends on a Friday night, but I respected my parents wishes,....well,
my mom's anyway.

 Guests began arriving about 7:00 p.m. and was upstairs changing
outfits. I thought if I must attend this party, I'm going to have a
little bit of fun in my own way. By 7:30 p.m. there already about 20
guests, mostly colleagues of my stepfather from the transport company
he worked for. I made my way down stairs and passed many guests on my
way to the kitchen. Of course I was getting a lot of stares from the
male guests. My stepfather saw from the patio and gave a me an
unapproving look when he saw what I was wearing. I had on my hot pink
spiked heels, a very, very tight clinging white T-shirt that left
little to the imagination as my braless grapefruit-sized breasts stood
firmly prominent. Add to that a mini-skirt that was more like a belt
than a skirt, and you have one sexy little girl.

 I entered the kitchen and my mom saw my outfit. "Don't you
think that's a bit scanty, Nancy? Better go up and change into something
a little more conservative or your father will flip", she said. "Awe
mom,.....I like wearing these clothes. I've worked hard on this body
and there's nothing wrong with showing it once and a while. Besides
Bill (my stepfather) has a problem with everything I wear, so I might
as well wear something I like.", I replied. "Well, I haven't got time
to argue about it now. We'll deal with this later.", she said, and I
left the kitchen.

 I walked over to where Bill was. He was talking to an older
man, about 50 or so. "Hi, daddy.", I said as approached the two.
"Oh,....Hi, Nancy.", he said mumbly. "Is this your daughter, Bill?",
the man asked. "Yes, this is my.....stepdaughter.", Bill replied. I
gave the man a smile. "My, my......What a healthy young girl.", the man
said. "Nancy, this is Mr. Peterson.", Bill said. "How do you do,
Mr.Peterson.", I said holding out my hand. I shook his hand firmly.
"Oh, my,.....and strong, too!!", Mr.Peterson replied. "She's taken up
bodybuilding for some ridiculous reason.", Bill said. "What do you
think of muscular girls,....Mr. Peterson?", I asked as I put my hands
behind me and threw out my chest. My breasts put a strain on my tight
T-shirt and my semi-hard nipples were quite visible through the thin
material. "Oh, my......I think....muscles and girls....make a great
combination.", he gasped as he glared at my firm protruding breasts.
Bill grabbed me by the arm. "I think maybe you should go and help your
mother in the kitchen!!", he said, clenching his teeth. I pulled my arm
away. "Maybe I'll see you later, Mr. Peterson.", I said with a smile.
He smiled and nodded. Bill gave me a scornful look as I headed away.

 On my way I saw Mr. Wilson, a neighbor of ours, alone out in
the yard past the patio. I headed in that direction. My legs pulsated
with muscles, which drew a lot of stares from the men. My spiked heels
clicked loudly on the concrete of the patio which turned more heads in
my direction. I walked across the grass over near the end of the yard
where Mr. Wilson was. It was quite a distance from the muffled sounds
of the party. "Hi", I said as I came up behind him. I startled him as
he spun around quickly. "Huh,...oh....Hi.....Nancy..", he said
nervously. "Gee, you're quite a ways from the party.", I said to him.
"I just needed to be alone for a minute.", he replied. He was obviously
nervous. "You haven't called for an appointment in almost 2 months, Mr.
Wilson. Aren't you happy with my services?", I asked. Mr. Wilson was
one of my steady customers. We'd meet at a designated place, usually a
hotel room or even his home if his wife was out. I'd flex my muscles
for him, workout with weights for him or he'd just worship my young
rippling muscles. It usually cost him about $250.00, depending on what
I did for him. "Oh,...no...it's nothing like that....Nancy.", he
replied nervously. "I've been working out very, very hard for the last
little while.", I said as I grabbed his hand and placed it on my thigh.
I planted my toes down and tensed my thigh. My thigh mushroomed with
massive, rippling muscles. "What do you think?", I asked. He took a
deep swallow. "Oohhhh....mmmmyyyyy....", he sighed. I twisted and
turned my leg, causing muscles to bulge and dance all over my thigh.
"Mmmmmm....I bet you like that don't you?", I asked as I reached for
his crotch. His dick was hard. "Ohhhhh...", he moaned. I grabbed his
free hand and placed it on my breast. I took a deep tensing breath,
filling my chest with solid muscles. "Ooohhh...mmmyyyy...", he moaned
ecstatically. "See what you've been missing, Mr. Wilson.", I said
enticingly. I took his hands off my thigh and breast. "It's been a
while since I've had a body oil rub. Would you be interested?", I said
with a very enticing smile. "Ohhh..yessss...Nancy!!!", he said, nearly
frothing at the mouth. "Alright then. How about the usual
place ...... about 7:00 p.m.? And don't forget the $600.00.", I said as I
left him there in a state of muscle lust. I enjoyed leaving a man's
dick good and hard. I headed back to the party, intent on teasing more
men with my sexy muscles.

 It didn't take long to meet up with a man. As I walked back
towards the house I bumped into a man coming out off the bushes.
"Oooops......I'm so sorry.", he said as he fumbled with his zipper. I
guess he was relieving himself in our bushes. "May I?", I said as I
cupped his balls in one hand and grabbed his zipper with the other.
"The trick is to get a firm hold of things.", I said as I gently
squeezed his balls and pulled up his zipper. "There we go,......all
done.", I said as I patted his penis. "Um,....uhhh....Thank you....",
he sputtered. "....Nancy's the name, and you are?....", I asked. "Mr.
Lonne.", he replied. "Well it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lonne.", I
said holding out my hand. My heel had dug deep into the grass and I
stumbled as I leaned toward him. He caught me in his arms. I looked
down at my foot, my shoe was stuck in the grass and my foot had slipped
out. "Oh, would be a dear and get that for me, Mr. Lonne?", I asked
with flickering eyelashes. He knelt down on one knee and pulled my high
heel out of the grass. He then cupped his hand around my calf as he
brought my leg up to meet the shoe, which he held out with his other
hand. 'Time for some fun' , I thought to myself. As his hand was cupped
around my already muscle-firm calf, I pointed my toes. My calf expanded
with solid muscle. His fingers were spread apart by my muscle-ballooned
calf. "Oh.....my.....(gulp, pant).", he drooled. "Mmmmm.....do you like
that, honey?", I asked as I twisted my foot around causing my calf to
bulge and ripple. He slipped my foot into the shoe and caressed both of
my muscle-bloated calves. "I gather you don't mind girls with big
muscles.", I said as he probed my calves. His hands slowly slid up the
back of my legs and caressed my huge hamstrings. I normally wouldn't
allow a man to fondle my muscles in such a manner, but it was a great
way of gaining new customers.

 His hands slipped up around my tight muscular ass, but I
quickly pushed his hands down. His hands made their way around to the
front of my legs, were they found my massive thigh muscles.
"Oh...yesss...", he drooled. I tensed my thighs slightly and mounds of
muscles elevated from my thighs. He moaned with pleasure. I then
grabbed his hands and stood him up. I grabbed his cock, which was almost as
hard as my muscles. "Oooooohhhhh.....they should call you Mr. Long, not
Mr.Lonne...", I said as I gently stroked him. "I can give you a hard-on
like that any time you want baby, but it's gonna cost you." He eagerly
agreed and we made arrangements for him to see me the following week. I
just love being muscular.

 By this time I was slightly horny and my muscles were pumped
firm. I made my way back to the patio area. I approached a group of men
sitting together, who were all close neighbors of ours. "Hi guys.", I
said. They all sat up straight and sucked in their guts. "Oh...hi...
Nancy.", they replied. There was some vegetables and dip on the table
in front of them. "Mmmmm.....do you boys mind if I help myself?", I
asked. They all mumbled in agreement. I bent over to and grabbed a celery
stick and dipped it. I had my back to all of them. I bent over low and
tightened up my legs. My calves and hamstrings rippled with muscles.
"Mmmmm....this sure is great.", I said. "It sure is!!!", one of them
gasped. I stood up on my toes and every muscle from my ankle to my
slightly visible ass cheeks became rock-solid. "Mmmmmm....", I moaned
and heard them all breathing a little heavier.

 I grabbed a carrot, which was about 8 inches long and 1 1/2
inches in diameter, (remind you of anything......?). "Mmmm....I just
love carrots...", I said as I turned to face them. I had the carrot
firmly gripped in my right hand, this made my arm come alive with
muscles. I brought the carrot towards my mouth slowly as they all
watched in anticipation. I erotically licked the rounded tip of the
carrot. The men nervously shuffled around in their seats.
"Mmmmmmmmmm.....", I moaned as I pushed the carrot in a few inches
between my moistened lips. They oohed and ahhed as I slowly pushed in a
bit farther. They were nearly frothing at the mouth as I began slowly
puling the carrot in and out of my mouth. "Mmmmmmmm...", I moaned
erotically. Then just as they were all probably on the verge of orgasm,
I opened my mouth wide took a snapping bite of the carrot. They all
immediately grabbed their crotches as their faces cringed.
"Mmmmm....that sure is good!!", I said as I turned and walked away.

 Sucking on that carrot had turned me on a bit also. My nipples
were very hard and erect, and many of the male guests took drooling
notice. For the rest of the evening I proudly strutted my young, sexy,
Muscle-rippling body around the party, leaving a trail of hard-ons
where ever I went. I love being muscular and strong and sometimes I
really enjoy flaunting it and teasing a bit,....and men just love that.

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Chapter Two (14 years, 8 months old) DADDY'S DILEMMA


 It was the first Friday night in a while that I was going out.
It was about 6:00 p.m. and I had just stepped out of the shower and
was in my bedroom. I threw off my bath robe and was naked as a Jaybird
(easy now boys....). I opened my drawer and pulled out a g-string
panty. I slipped my panties up over my legs, which was getting harder
to do owing to my massive thighs. Then I walked over to my closet and
opened it. "Hmmmm...", I sighed as I looked in. I grabbed a pair of
open-toed sandals that had 4 inch heels. I dropped them in front of me
and stepped into them. "Mmmmmm...", I moaned to myself. There's nothing
like stepping into a pair of high heels. The instant my feet in the
sandals and elevated by the heels my leg muscles became incredibly
striated. I walked slowly around the room for a few moments. The first
few moments in a pair of heels always turned me on. It's like my leg
muscles come to life. I could feel every leg muscle move as I strode
around. I walked over to my wall mirror and saw that my muscular legs
were now very, very, very, muscular,....thanks to the heels.

 I walked back over to the closet to pick out some clothes. I
shuffled through my things and found a very mini mini-skirt. I held it
over my torso. It was very short, maybe only in inches in length,
total. "This'll do!", I said to myself. I shuffled threw some more and
pulled out a half T-shirt that I hadn't worn in a while. "I wonder if
this still fits me?", I said as I pulled it over my head. It was very
tight and I had to roll it over my hard grapefruit-sized breasts. The
bottom of the tiny T-shirt covered only the top half of my breasts, just barely
covering my nipples. I turned to the mirror. "Mmmmm.....very sexy,
Nancy!!", I said to my reflection. I squeezed my boobs together.
"Oohhh....yessss...!!!", I said of my hard muscular breasts.

 The skirt lay on the bed where I left it. I put it on and
looked in the mirror once more. "Oohhh...Nancy. You're gonna cause a
lot of hard-ons tonight,....but somethings missing.", I thought. I
glanced over at my dresser. "That's it!!", I said with glee. I walked
over and picked up some body oil. "Ooohh....ya....this will do the
trick!!", I said as I twisted the top off. I sat on my bed and squirted
some oil into my hand. I began oiling up my thighs. Then my calves and
hamstrings. My oily hands glided over my firm, rippling muscles. I
oiled my washboard abdomen and then the bottom half of my breasts. My
arms came last and then I was done. I walked over to the mirror for the
final time before heading down stairs. "Ooooohhhh....Nancy!!!! Look at
those muscles,...WOW!!!", I said of my glistening, muscle-rippling
young body. I did some hard flexing to get my body even more pumped and
then headed down the stairs.

 I quick-stepped down the stairs and my muscle-hard breasts
didn't even move an inch. I reached the bottom of the stairs and my
heels clicked loudly through the hallway. That's when my step-father's
hand reached out from the living-room and pulled me in. I stumbled a
bit, but regained my balance. "What the hell are you wearing?", he
shouted. "A T-shirt, mini-skirt, and high heels.", I said. "Hey, don't
get smart little lady!!", he snapped back. "Sorry, Bill...", I
apologized. I didn't like him at all, but I put up with for my mom.
"You're not planning to go out like that, are you?", he asked.
"Well....ya..", I replied. He gave me a stern look. "You get your over-
pumped ass upstairs and cover yourself up with some decent clothes, or
else!!!!!", he barked. "Or else what?", I said. "Why you smart ass
little hussy!!!", he said as he grabbed my arm. "Hey....what are
you...doing..?", I said as he dragged me over to the sofa, sat down and
threw me across his knees. "This should've been done a long time ago,
little girl.", he said as he rolled up his sleeve. "You've got to be
kidding me, ...you're going to spank me?", I said pushing myself up a
bit. He slammed me back down and started whacking my butt with his hand.
He was hitting pretty hard, but I barely felt anything. He gave me 8 or
9 good whacks and then I tensed up my ass till it was rock-hard. He gave
me a few more whacks, that I'm sure they hurt his hand a lot. He rolled
me off his knees to the floor. "Now get upstairs and put on some
clothes you little tramp!!.", he yelled. Meanwhile I stood up. "Pardon
me?", I said to him. "You heard me, you tramp!!", he repeated. That
really got me mad. I must say that my muscles didn't ever intimidate
him, but that was about change.

 "You know, you were right. This should of been done a long time
ago.", I said as I tensed my body and muscles began to harden
throughout. My rage fueled my muscles as my body bulged and began to
put a strain on my scant clothing. I stepped over to the sofa, my young
body rippled with muscles. I gave him a scornful smile and he backed up
on the sofa. "Now,...wait a minute...Nancy!!!", he pleaded. I grabbed
him by scruff of his collar and stood him up. His eyes widened in fear.
He wasn't a small man (5' 10", 175 lbs) but I lifted him up off the
floor and held him up. "Look at these muscles, Bill. What were you
thinking when you threw me over your knee? I guess you don't realize
just how powerful these muscles are. I'll be glad to show you what
thses muscles are capable of.", I said. I brought his feet down to the
floor. I held him with my left hand and then flexed my right bicep a
few times. "No.......Nancy......please...", he begged as he watched me
pump up my 16 inch bicep. I gave my arm one good hard flex. My bicep
swelled into a huge muscular peak. "Are you ready?", I said playfully.
Before he could beg me to stop I punched with my muscle-fueled fist.
That snapped his head back and dazed him quite a bit. I gave him
another muscle-packed punch. His head snapped back once more and his
eyes were very glossy. A thunderous slug to his stomach lifted him off
the ground and probably knocked out every ounce of air. I had to hold
him up, he couldn't do it on his own anymore. I gave him another hard
punch to the stomach. He fell forward into my arms. He lay across my
arms barely conscious. I jerked him up to chest level. At that point I
powered up my upper body muscles. He moaned in pain as my muscles
swelled and rippled. Then with one easy motion I lifted him over my
head. He looked down at me with one eye barely open and probably
wondering what truck hit him. "How you doing up there, Bill?", I said
teasingly. He grunted with pain. I lowered him to my chest level and
then pressed him upward again. I did this over and over with ease.
"Gee.....this sure is a great workout.", I said as I raised him up over
my head a few more times. I held him over my head and saw that he was
regaining some of his senses. I threw him down onto the sofa and he
bounced off onto the floor.

 He started snapping out of and made it to his knees. I grabbed
him by the scruff and crotch, lifted him and body-slammed him on the
floor. He cringed in pain when his back hit the floor. I stood over and
placed my foot on his chest. My heel dug into his chest as he still
moaned in pain. "I've been wanting to beat the crap out of you for a
long time, Bill, but I didn't for my mother's sake.", I said to him. I
took my foot off his chest and he slowly sat up, rubbing his back and
still very dazed. I then kicked him just under the chin and that hurled
back a few feet. The kick put a swelling bruise on his chin. My dazed
and confused step-father backed away from on the floor. He backed
himself into a wall and pulled himself up. I walked over to him where
he was with his back against the wall. I smiled at him just as my fist
hit him in the nose. I gave him a few more hard jabs to the face. I had
to grab his collar as he began sliding down the wall. He was barely
conscious and his nose bled slightly. I held him up straight and then
gave him a powerful upper-cut under the chin that took him off the
ground about a foot. He slid down the wall and crashed on his ass very
hard. I had knocked him right out. I had always wanted to give a good
sound thrashing and I had just manhandled him like a rag doll. "Well, I
guess you don't mind what I'm wearing after all, (hee,hee,...hee).", I
giggled. I grabbed my purse and headed out for the evening. All that
evening I relished the fact that I beat the crap out him.

 From that forward Bill never said anything about what I wore.
He never ever got mouthy with me in any way what so ever. That was too
bad, I was kind of hoping to thrashing him every once and a while, but
he stayed a good boy from then on.

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Chapter Three (14 years, 9 months old) UNCLE FRED


Age: 14 years, 9 months. Height: 5' 4 1/2". Weight: 161 lbs. Biceps:
16". Chest: 42 3/4". Torso: 20" Hips: 35". Thighs: 27 1/4".
Calves: 16".

 There, now you're all up to date on my muscular attributes. I
think you'll agree that these are very impressive numbers for a young
girl, and those numbers are just the beginning.


 I'll start off by telling you a bit about my Uncle Fred. First
off, he's my Step-father's younger brother, so he's really my Step-
Uncle. He's 26 years old, stands about 5' 9" tall, and weighs a
slobbery looking 200 lbs. Oh ya,....this guy's got the beer-gut and
everything. He's real greasy looking too, I'm sure you know the type.
My Uncle Fred hadn't seen me since I was 9 years old, so he was in for
quite a surprise. He was coming in from out of town for the weekend and
he'd be staying at our house of course.

 Bill (my step-father) had gone to the train station to pick up
Fred. Mom and I were sitting out on the patio having some Iced Tea. Mom
stood up and walked over to a flower bed at the edge of the patio. She
was wearing a pair of shorts and a halter top. My mom was in great
shape for a woman of 40. "Gee mom, you still look great. I mean just
look at those legs.", I said to her. she stood about 5' 9" tall and had
nice long and shapely legs. In fact her legs were very tautly muscled,
I don't mean rippling muscles, but smooth hard muscles. "Oh, you're
sweet Nancy, thanks.", she said shyly. "No, I mean it mom. Now I know
why my body is so easy to put muscle on. I get it all from you. You
have nice and slightly muscular legs, mom.", I said to her. She brought
her foot out and pointed it down. The skin on her leg tightened as her
thigh slightly swelled with some muscle. Her calves were also very taut
and shapely. I had noticed that her calves formed into a hard diamond
shape whenever she stood up on her toes. She possessed the legs
probably equivalent to gymnast or ballerina. "Well I guess all that
running and swimming pays off.", she said proudly of her legs.

 It was easy to see why Bill and many other men find my mom so
attractive. Her long, shapely and fit legs smoothly made their way up
to her slender 36 inch hips. Her very slim 23 inch waist and her firm,
robust and very full 41 inch bustline gave her an hour-glass figure
that was the envy of many, many women. My chest was already showing
signs of inheriting my mom's large breasts.

 Mom and I heard Bill and Uncle Fred enter the front door as
they arrived from the train station. Mom walked over to the patio door
to greet them. Bill and Fred came out through the patio doors. "Hello
Sylvia. Wow!!! Are ever gonna lose that dynamite body?", Fred said to
my mom. "Hi Fred. How are you?", my mom said as she kissed him on the
cheek. "And speaking of dynamite bodies, just look at our little Muscle
Queen here!!!", Uncle Fred said as he walked over to me. I stood up and
held my hand out. He quickly looked me over. I was wearing my tight
spandex pants, high heels, and a short-sleeved T-shirt. "What's with
the handshakes?", he said as he hugged me. His hands slid down my back
and on to my buttocks, which was hidden from view from my parents. "My,
my,...how you've grown, little Nancy!!", he said, peering at me. I
pulled his hands up off my buttocks. "I see you haven't changed a
bit!!", I replied with a disgusted look. "Hey Fred, how about some iced
tea?", my mom asked. He let go off me and turned to go over to the table.
"Sure.", he said as he walked over to the table. He turned slightly and
gave me a wink. I gave him a snarl of my lip. We all sat out on the
patio till early evening. I went out with some friends that night so I
didn't see Fred for the rest of the evening.

 The next morning was Saturday and I was always up by 5:00 a.m.
on Saturdays, for my workout. This was my favorite workout of the week.
I always worked out for at least 2 hours on Saturdays. On this
particular morning I worked out extremely hard and heavy for some
strange reason. I pushed my young muscles to their limit. By the time
my workout was over I felt like somebody had pumped an extra 20 pounds
of muscle into my body. I changed into some shorts, a halter top, and a
pair of high heels. I loved putting on high heels after a good workout.
The high heels kept my legs constantly bulged with muscles.

 At 7:15 a.m. I heard someone coming down the stairs as I was
fixing myself a cup of hot chocolate at the kitchen counter. It was
Fred and he looked like a mess. Still in his pajamas, his hair was all
over the place, and his beer gut was hanging out of his bottoms. "Good
morning.", I said to him. He rubbed his eyes and look over at me.
"Huh...uh...oh..Good morning, Nancy. I didn't think everybody was up
already.", he said. "Oh, mom and dad are still in bed.", I said. He got
a snickering smile on his face as he slowly walked towards me. "You
mean we're the only early birds up?", he said he came up right behind
me. "Ya...I...guess so.", I said, continuing with my hot chocolate. He
pressed his body against my back. "Can I get you something?", I asked.
"No, I think I can manage.", he said as I felt his hands on my thighs.
"Uh...what are...you doing?", I asked. He rubbed my outer thighs. "I've
never seen muscles like these on anyone before.", he said. I could feel
his dick growing against my buttocks. "Well...thanks, but I think you
better stop now!!", I said. His hands slid up my waist and over my
abdomen. His fingers probed the ripples of muscle on my stomach.
"Uh...Uncle Fred.....I mean it. You better stop right now!!", I said
sternly. He began thrusting his cock against my ass. Then his hands
slipped under my halter top and he grabbed a hold of my breasts.
"Ooohhh ... baaaybeeee .... I just love .... your muscles.", he moaned. "That
does it!!!!", I said furiously as I thrust my elbow into his fat
stomach. He bellowed in pain as he cringed forward. I came down low
with an uppercut that stood him straight up. I grabbed the back of his
head and pulled down fast as I brought my knee up. My knee met his face
with a thunderous crack. That hurled him out through the open patio doors
onto the patio.

 I stepped out the patio doors as he rolled over in pain.
"You're still a creep, only now I've got the body to teach you a
lesson.", I said as I unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them off, and
left only my bikini bottom remaining. He rolled over and was now facing
up as he saw me pulling my feet out of my shorts.
"Oh.... Noooooo ..... Nancy ... please ...", he begged. "Begging isn't going
to get you anywhere. You're the kind of man that deserves the thrashing
you're about to receive.", I said as I flexed my thighs. Huge mounds of
muscle shot up all over my thighs as he watched in shock.
"Oh..my ....g...", he blurted. My tenacious morning workout had brought
my muscles to a prominence I've never seen before. My legs were
extremely ripped with muscle from hip to toe.

 He began crawling away onto the grass. "Oh no you don't!!", I
said as I grabbed him by the back of the scruff. I held him in place
and stepped around in front of him. I pulled him up a bit until his
head was about at my mid-thigh height. He was sweating as he pleaded.
"No...no...!!!" I thrust him towards me, slamming his head between my
thighs. I snapped my thighs shut and he instantly yelled in pain. I
contracted my thighs and they bloated up with massive muscles. He
jolted in pain as my thigh muscles pressed in on his neck. "Do you
still like all these muscles, Uncle Fred?", I asked with a giggle. He
gagged and spat as I squeezed harder. My inner thighs formed huge cords
of rock-hard muscle that were hurting him a lot. He franticly squirmed
to pull himself free. "Ah,...ah,...ah, you're not going anywhere!!", I
said as I contracted my thighs very hard. His squirming began to
diminish as my bursting muscles ground into his neck. My thighs were
extremely bloated with immense muscles. He was becoming very weak as
his arms fell limply to his side. "Boy you sure a disappointment. Ten
minutes and barely a quarter of my leg power and you're already going
to pass out on me!!", I said as I eased up on the squeezing. His head
slid down between my muscle-swollen legs and hit the floor as I
uncrossed my feet. I stood him up by the scruff. He was very groggy and
glossy-eyed, not able to stand on his own. I put my hands behind his
head and threw out my chest, then tensed my chest very, very hard. I
pulled him forward, slamming his face into my muscle-solid breasts. I
squeezed with my arms inward, grinding his face into my muscle-rippled
boobs. "There, how's that. Are these the muscles you wanted to feel?",
I said as I unmercifully crushed his face into my rock-hard boobs.
After a couple of minutes of boob battering I released him and he fell
to the ground like a sack of potatoes. His face was nearly purple from
the breast bashing. He was motionless but just barely conscious.

 I straightened out my clothes and fixed my hair. I turned and
grabbed my hot chocolate from the counter. "Awe gee....it's cold
already.", I said just as my mom walked into the kitchen. She saw Uncle
Fred lying on the floor. "What happened here, Nancy?, she asked. "Well,
he came downstairs looking for breakfast in the wrong places so I gave
him a my special breakfast, fortified with muscles.", I said as I
flexed my biceps. "Good for you, Nancy.", my mom said with a smile.
"Maybe tomorrow I can give him some breakfast....", she giggled as she
stepped over him and out to the patio.

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Chapter Four (15 years old) UNCLE RON



Uncle Ron is my stepfather's other brother and this chapter deals with
him.

 It was a few days after my fifteenth birthday and I was going
through a box of old photographs. There were many photos from my
childhood, long before muscular blossoming. I came upon a photo of my
stepfather's younger brother Ron, who I hadn't seen since I was 9 or 10
years old. I had a real crush on him as a little girl and it was
evident that my childhood crush was still lingering as I could feel my
breasts warming and my nipples sprouting as I gazed at the photograph
of Ron. I wondered how much he'd changed over the last 5 years, maybe
he'd become a fat, balding slob. I thought that I would look into it,
so I phoned him that evening and asked if I could visit him the next
day. He agreed as he was eager to see me also.

 That next morning I woke up early in anticipation of my visit.
After my shower I rummaged through my clothes, looking for something
appropriate to wear. I went through all kinds of skirts and pants and I
was having trouble deciding. I was worried whether or not Ron would be
turned off by my physique, but I finally decided that I was very proud
of my physique and that was good enough. So on went a very short mini-
skirt, a halter top, and a pair of 4 inch stilettos, all covered by a
long trenchcoat.

 I walked to the train station and caught the train for the 45
minute trip to the suburb where Ron lived. I then walked to his home
from the suburb station, that was only a few minutes walk. My heart
started pounding as I made my way up his walkway. I took a deep breath
and rang the door bell. A few seconds later Ron opened the door and my
mouth dropped. He was stunning. Tall, dark, and, mmm..mmm, handsome. He
was wearing shorts and a beach shirt and his tanned muscular physique
glistened. "Hello. Nancy.", he said. I stood speechless for a few
seconds and then stumbled with my words as I replied. "My, my you sure
have grown into beautiful young lady!!", he said as he gestured me into
his home. "Thank you, Uncle Ron.", I said as I stepped in. "What's with
that Uncle stuff ? I'm not really your Uncle, so I'd prefer if you
called me Ron.", he said with a smile. "Okay,.....Ron.", I replied.
"Let's go into the living room.", he said.

 We made our way into the living, which was gorgeous by the way,
and I sat at the Bar near the huge windows overlooking the ravine at
the rear of his house. "What's your pleasure?", he asked as he stepped
behind the Bar. "Ummmm..... a Vodka Martini, please.", I replied. His
head snapped back in shock. "Just kidding. I'll have some fruit juice,
please.", I said with a giggle. "You had me going for second there,
Nancy.", he said with relief. He poured me my juice and set it on the
Bar, and then stepped back around the Bar. "Here let's get rid of this
bulky coat and get comfortable shall we.", he said as he stood me up
off the bar stool. 'I hope he doesn't get turned off by my muscles' I
thought as I untied the belt. He pulled the coat off of me and gasped.
I quickly turned around with a pleading expression. "I want your honest
opinion, Ron. What do you think?", I asked hopefully. He put the coat
down on a bar stool and looked me over. "Well to tell you the
truth ....", he began, and I drooped my head down. "..... I think it's
wonderful!!", he blurted out. "You do?", I asked again. "Of course!!
I'm used to this sort of thing. There's plenty of women down at our
fitness club who bodybuild. Although, none of them are no where near as
muscular as you are, Nancy.", he said. I had a smile from ear to ear.
"Just look at the muscles on little Nancy!!", he continued as he
grabbed my arms and brought them up. "Show me what you got, girl.", he
asked. I took a step back, just a few inches from the wall, and flexed
my biceps. Well, I guess I didn't have to worry about him being
disappointed in my physique. He stepped towards me and wrapped his
hands around my 16 inch biceps. "Wow!!! These babies are
massive, .... and hard as rock!!", he said. "Do you really like them?", I
asked as I flexed them a few more times. "Oh yes, very much.", he said
as he caressed my biceps and gave me an alluring smile. I got a little
uncertain and embarrassed at that point as I giggled nervously.

 He got down on his knees and I stepped back and hit the wall,
pushing back against it. "What are.... you doing?", I asked as I looked
down at him. "Mmmmm.....yes, you're sure one very muscular girl!!!", he
said as he placed his hands around my calves and began caressing. I
wriggled a bit, which caused my calves to jut in and out. "Oh my,
Nancy ...... these muscles are incredible.", he gasped. He brought his
face forward and began lightly kissing the protruding muscles of my
thighs. "I don't think... you should...", I stuttered. He began kissing
my thighs more vigorously and his hands ran up and down my legs,
probing my muscles, which were becoming harder as I became slightly
turned on.

 I tilted my head back into the wall as his hands roamed over my
legs. I was very aroused by this time. I tensed my thighs and muscles
sprouted out instantly. "Mmmmmmmm.....that feels good...", I moaned as
he kissed the mounds of thigh muscles. I could feel my nipples growing
and my breasts getting harder. I didn't know whether to stop him or
not, but I didn't because it felt too good. His kisses ran up my thigh
and he rolled up my mini-skirt and began kissing my panties. I grabbed
his head and pressed his face into my pussy. "Ooooooohh.....", I moaned
as I rubbed his face in. His tongue began to creep in behind my panties
and I quickly pulled his face up to my abdomen and said, "No...." He
kissed my rippled abdomen and my breasts were on fire. My chest muscles
were expanding as I fell into a state of muscle lust. As his face came
towards my breasts I grabbed a hold of my halter and ripped it open. My
breasts exploded out from their constriction. His eyes widened as I
exposed my throbbing, muscle-stuffed breasts. He stood up, just gawking
at my breasts. He reached out and grabbed a hold of my breasts. He
squeezed, or should I say tried to squeeze, but my breasts were rock-
hard with muscle and were unyielding. "Oohhhh, my........", he uttered
as he found my boobs unsqueezable. As much as I was turned on, I knew
this had to stop before it went too far, which it probably had already.
I pulled his hands of my breasts. "No...no...., we really should stop
this.", I told him. He put his hands back on my breasts and brought his
face forward. I stopped him just as his mouth was about to clasp my
nipple. I gently pushed his hands off once more. "No....I mean it, we
gotta stop", I said a little more seriously. I began pulling my halter
over my breasts, but he stopped me and exposed my breasts again. He
reached for them, but I took a firm hold of his hands. "Okay, that's
enough !!!", I said to him. He leaned forward attempting to kiss my
breast, but I flung his head down between my arms. I pressed inward,
pressing my upper arms into his neck. He struggled to break free so I
put him in a choke hold that instantly halted his struggle. I squeezed
slightly, causing his neck to crackle a bit. I didn't want hurt him too
much, but I knew I had execute some kind of control because I knew I
could snap his neck with very little effort. I jerked a few times and
his arms limply fell to his side. I stood him up and saw he was
unconscious. "Sorry about that.", I said. I picked him up like a little
boy and brought him to his bed. I left him a note apologizing for
letting things get a bit far.

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Annie Goes Ape

Brad was leaning on the railing chomping away on a hot dog. He was waiting for little sister, Annie. He was at the Zoo and the two were going to spend the afternoon there. Brad was on last few bites of his hot dog in front of the gorilla cage. He looked down at the sign that read 'Mondo the Giant Ape'. Mondo definitely was a huge creature alright. The sign had him at just over 7 feet tall and around 650 pounds. Mondo sat slouched in his reinforced cage, that wasn't much bigger than the average living room. "Poor guy." Brad thought.
Brad heard the familiar sound of high heels clicking in the near distance. "Hi, big brother." he heard as he turned to see 14 year old Sister Annie approaching. As always, liitle sister was dressed as scantily as possible. Mini halter top, pleaded micro min-skirt, and a pair of 6 inch high heels. "Holy cow, Annie! You're grabbing more attention than any of the attractions here!" he boasted as people all around took notice of the mega muscular 14 year old girl. "Sorry I'm late, but so many men stop me and want to talk to me, touch my muscles, that sort of thing you know." she said. "Gee ...  go figure?" kidded big brother.

"I don't know why you have to dress like that all the time?" Brad asked. "Because I like to show my stuff." she said, thrusting out her massive chest. Big brother glared at her balloning basketball-sized breasts. He heard some grunting from the cage behind him. He turned to see Mondo standing at the front of the cage holding on to the massive steel bars. Mondo was looking at Annie. "Looks like you have an admirer!" Brad joked. "Oh my gosh!" squeeked Annie, looking down at Mondo's crotch area. Brad's attention was diverted there as well. "Holy cow!" he blirted, noticing Mondo's erection. It was pink, wet, and about 15 inches long. "You are absloutely amazing, Sis! Is there anyone or anything that you can't turn on?" he awed. "Well, what can I say? When you got it, you got it." she said flexing her biceps into mountain peaked muscles. Mondo's eyes widened and his erection grew to 20 inches. He grunted more fiercely and loudly. "I think we better move on, Annie." said a fearful Brad. "I think you're right." Annie replied as she and her brother started walking away from the cage.

Brad and Annie were about 50 feet away from the cage when there was a loud creeking sound. Brad turned to the cage and saw that Mondo had pried apart the bars of the cage and was heading toward them. "Annie ... look out!" he shouted. Annie didn't even get a chance to turn around when she felt Mondo's huge arms wrap around her. "What the ...?" gasped the 14 year old girl. Mondo had her in a bear hug and the mighty ape easily lifted the 295 pound muscle bound girl off the ground. "Annie!" Brad yelled. "It's okay! Just get back to a safe distance." reassured little sister.

Mondo had an extremely tight grip on Annie and she could feel his huge, wet erection growing even larger against her back. "Okay, now be a good little monkey and put me down." Annie asked playfully. Mondo just grunted louder and squeezed harder. A crowd soon gathered and gasped at the site of the huge ape's attack on Annie. Mondo began making humping motions against her back. "Ewwwwwww ... gross!" bellowed Annie. Annie tried to prie open his grip with her arms, but his arms didn't budge. The zoo security showed up. Shouts like 'Somebody help her' and 'Do something' came from the crowd. "No! Everyone stay back. We don't need to get him any more excited than he is!" Annie shouted to everyone.

Mondo's grunts turned to moans as he continued with the humping motion. "Okay ... you can stop that anytime now." Annie said with a bit more of stern tone. She looked at Brad, who had a worried look on his face. She gave him a sweet smile to let him know it was all okay. Then the smile left her face as she turned her head up to the massive ape. "Okay, so you want to do it the hard way, do you?" she sternly spoke. A soft grunt from Annie was followed by her tensing her arms. Brad, as everyone did, watched her arms swell with muscle. Hundreds of veins bloated and criss crossed her arms. Annie twisted her arms outward and began a slow flex upward. The mighty ape ceased his humping and tightened his grip on the young girl. Annie's arms grew large with muscle as they slowly came up. The 650 pound ape found it harder and harder to stop her. He roared fiercly as his mighty muscles also expanded. The crowd watched in utter amazement.

"Mmmmmmmmmm ...." moaned young Annie as her biceps swelled out to 50 inches. It was very evident that young Annie was starting to make some ground. Mondo growled and squirmed as he tried to contain muscle bulging teen. Slowly Annie's arms came up, spreading his grip farther apart. Her upper body was hulking with muscles. Mondo's face poured with sweat as the young girl was overcoming his grasp. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmff!" came a loud grunt from Annie as she came to full flex, breaking open the grasp that Mondo had on her. The surge of massive muscularity had ripped her top completely to shreds. It had also flung the huge ape back 10 feet onto his ass. The whispers and gasps came from the crowd as young Annie proudly felxed her arms out to 65 inches.

She heard a loud roar from behind her. As she turned she was struck in the chest by the shoulder of Mondo, who had rushed towards her. The mighty blow flung young Annie about 15 feet, landing on her hard muscular gluts. The crowd grew loud as Mondo drew closer to Annie. Annie shook it off and stood up as Mondo neared her. "Didn't your mommie tell you it's not nice to hit little girls?" she said as she thrust her fist into Mondo's stomach. The huge ape buckled forward. His eyes bugged out of his head as the air was forced out of him by her mighty blow. Mondo slouched forward, clutching his stomach. Annie brought her right arm out. It was unflexed, but her tall bicep stood at nearly 50 inches. Annie flexed hard and fast, shooting her bicep up to nearly 70 inches. She twirled her fist a few times and the threw an uppercut that struck Mondo dead on the chin. The 650 pound ape was propelled off the ground about 10 feet and came crashing down on his back. The crowd couldn't beleive their eyes.

Mondo groggily sat up as Annie walked toward him. Her high heels clicking loudly on the concrete. Just as Mondo looked up, he was met by a thunderous kick from the young girl that snapped his head up. She twirled around with a roundhouse kick that struck the ape in the cheek. The battered ape was now delirious. Annie crouched down and grabbed him by the neck and stomach. A soft grunt and she hoisted the 650 pound ape over her head with ease.

The crowd was amazed. "Annie! Annie! Annie" the began to chant. Annie's body drew some sweat making her bountiful muscles glistened. She spun slowly a few times and then threw the huge ape towards his cage. The battered and beaten ape lay motionless, by very much alive. Annie walked into the cage and placed her right foot on the apes chest and flexed her entire body hard. Her hulking muscles stacked atop each other as the teen milked her body for muscle. Brad scanned the crowd and could see that every male, including younger boys, were all sporting raging erections. Of course, even though Brad was exposed to his younger sister's muscles on a daily basis, he too was incredibly erect. Annie then walked from the caged and turned around to the bars. She grabbed the bent bars and bent them back straight as if they were made of butter. "There ... that ought to hold you while you sleep." said the mighty teen.

Brad found a blanket near by to cover up his nearly naked little sister. "Thanks, Brad." she said as the zoo officials attended to Mondo. "That was amazing, Annie!" boasted big brother. "I hope I didn't hurt the poor fellow. I just don't know my own stength somtimes." she said, looking back at the mighty ape she had just manhandled. "Come on, let's get those bulging muscles of yours home." Brad said to her. "Sure Brad. As long as you bring that bulging muscle of yours." she teased of his huge erection. "Oh Annie..." he replied.

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