Authors: [Rinehartd/edinaus] Jill Rhodes *enhanced version*

[edinaus]

Again, the original of this chapter was taken from elsewhere as a starting point and modified for this story. If anybody knows the original author feel free to link to their work.

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After the recent episode at school, her dominating performance in the armwrestling competition, and her last posing display at the gym, Jill now felt like the most powerful girl in the world. Her confidence was boosted and she felt as powerful and intimidating on the inside as she looked on the outside.

She decided that nobody could boss her around any more and if they tried, she would show them who was the true alpha in the fight.

Consistent with her God-like image, Jill's wardrobe had become increasingly more revealing, partly because her clothes didn't fit her well any more, and partly because she liked to show off her intimidating body. She was used to the stares and no longer shy about how she looked and when she was outside of the gym, she loved to wear sexy sleeveless dresses to fit her body and compliment her magnificent physique.
Her outfits showed her amazingly muscular and ripped physique, which was marvellously vascular and shredded. At the gym she now worked out wearing nothing more than posing trunks and a sports bra. The trunks allowed her long rugged legs to be fully revealed and admired, while the sports bra allowed people to see all of her wide thick upper body and her chiselled abdominal muscles.

As she walked through the door of the gym, her arms and shoulders bulged with hard veiny muscle running down each arm. Her breasts sat on top of her rising pectoral muscles, which were now totally ripped even before she lifted a weight. Her abdominals rose out of her stomach like a vein-infused washboard, gaining solid definition, and her legs were thick and shaped with rock-hard muscle. She was easily the biggest person, male or female, in the gym.

The perfect complement to such an unreal Amazonian frame was her flawlessly shaped face, which was softly framed by her long flowing hair.

As she made her way over to the weights, her beautiful look turned into one of focus and intensity when she gave out sexy little grunts and groans as she lifted. Jill hit rep after rep of hero curls with a massive amount of weight, as she continued to add even more cuts and definition to her already muscle packed body with each squeeze. Finally, after her 20th rep, Jill instantly released both of the cables from her hands giving her hard biceps one final flex before doing so. As she let go, the full stack of weights to slam back loudly to their resting station, creating more than a bit of attention from the fellow musclebound gym-goers around her.

Of all the muscle packed body parts on her young, ultra Amazonian physique, Jill had always loved her arms the most, as it was something that most women just didn't have. Sure a pair of thick, shapely legs was all too common in those women who did even a minor level of sport, as well as tight rounded shoulders, a thick firm butt and a firm defined stomach; but arms, big, hard, bulging pulsating biceps, now that was something reserved for the elite female athlete, something Jill had now become. It was these arms that got her most noticed as a true muscular athlete, something that she enjoyed teasing over those that did, whether in a playful way for those you were nice about noticing, or a bit more humiliating to those that weren't, something that she used to both attract and intimidate the weaker male sex.

Jill walked over to the preacher curl machine, where she then sat down, draped her supremely powerful looking arms across to grab a solid hold over single handle, before lifting its previously stacked full load of weight up and down, causing her softball sized, steel hard biceps to swell and expand with incredible strength.

Like a person possessed, Jill watched with as her already huge muscles bulged harder and harder, the veins in her arms growing so bold they looked ready to burst out of her skin. With each pump she felt the usual feeling of her bicep slowly rising. She loved the feeling as  she pumped her powerful arms with a flex at the top of each repetition. As she pumped the weights, a smile slowly crossed her face as she completely lost herself in her desire to become as muscular as possible.

Jill finished her intense sets and then dropped the weight again, causing it to swiftly fall back to its base and create another loud metal on metal clang.

Dripping with sweat, she headed straight towards the free weight section and noticed some guys lifting heavy on their bench.  She heard Jason Jenkins' menacing voice from the free weights section.  'Move over guys", he arrogantly ordered a couple of younger men, "This is my bench!"  A couple of Jason's buddies chimed in and could be heard laughing as the young men hurriedly moved to another bench setup. Perfect Jill thought. Time to teach these assholes a lesson. 

Jill reached their bench as Jason was in the middle of his set.  She studied the Olympic bar noting a 100lb plate and a 45lb plate on each side. 335 pounds she calculated. She stretched out as she waited.  Jason got up from his set, proud that he managed a good ten reps and immediately took notice of Jill.  "What do you want?"  "Can't you see we're busy working out here?"  There was a tone of aggravation in his voice.  "I need to work in with you guys please; I'm on a tight schedule" Jill responded with smoothness and a tone of authority.  Jason was not pleased. Frowning, he sneered back at Jill. "If you're thinking about jumping in with this much weight, you're crazy; look at the bar!"

"I'll be perfectly fine with this weight to start Jason, don't you worry" Jill smiled confidently and then she intentionally nudged Jason out of the way and took her place on the bench.

"Give me a spot please guys, but I should be fine really.  Do not help me unless I request it" Jill stretched out her arms and chest a few seconds and then gripped the bar.  She proceeded through ten good reps, feeling a nice burn but not having to push herself exceptionally hard.  She rested for a second to catch her breath and then abruptly jumped off the bench directly at Jason, banging her chest hard against his. "We need to add weight guys, this is not heavy enough!  "Add 10 pounds to each side!"  Jill's voice was powerful and commanding, invoking immediate responsiveness from Jason's friends who began to load the bar. 
Jason took his turn on the bench looking up at the daunting 355 bar confident that he should be able to manage 10 reps and regain his respect.  He knew there were several folks looking on, a perfect time to show off.  Jason managed seven clean reps with good form. He noticeably struggled and appeared to tire while succeeding with the final three reps, although clearly cheating with lesser form and jerking of his torso.  Exhausted, he rested on the bench catching his breath and stretching out his tired arms.

"Move it Jason!"  Jill commanded in a booming voice that resonated throughout the gym.  "I don't have all day!"  Jason jumped up instinctively; while irritated at being rushed and bossed around, he was even more upset in realization that he had just submissively obeyed her.  He hurriedly scrambled off the bench at the opposite side as Jen, not wanting to be near her.  He heard several people chuckling at his reaction.

It was Jill's turn now.  355 pounds was her current working weight, so she expected a challenging set and a really good burn.  She worked hard through 8 reps in perfect form, her veins and muscles erupting and enlarging with each rep.  She grunted and groaned through the 9th rep holding decent form, her chest now pumped up to the point where it appeared her sports bra could snap at any moment.  Rope size veins swept across her pectorals, furiously attempting to fuel the enormous muscles bulging from her chest. She heard one of Jason's buddies gasp "Look at the size of her chest!"  "Fuck ... Have you ever seen muscles like that?"  Grunting even harder, she pushed up the 10th rep, again with decent form. "Yeah!" she boomed.  "Add two more 5 pounders boys!" "Quickly; another set!" Again they were instantaneous in response, and oblivious to the fact they were now being called boys.

Her face was painfully grimaced and flushed red with angry veins protruding from her temples.  Her muscles were pumped to their absolute max, and their overlying vascularity was utterly insane.  She was a terrifying yet magnificent picture of extreme intensity, muscularity and non-stoppable power.

The moist sweat made her look statuette, a majestically sculpted marble physique all polished and shiny, and glimmering in the light.  Jen sat up on the bench, shaking out her arms and taking notice of the large crowd that had flocked around her.  Looking at her glimmering marble reflection in the mirror, she understood their gasps of awe and their intense stares.  She paused for a second, savoring their admiration and devotion.

Jill then sprung fiercely from the bench again, smashing her chest hard into Jason's.  Jason was alert this time, but the explosive force of the blow was too much for him to handle.  He felt like a 100 pound sledge hammer had just been slammed into his chest.  "oouch" he cried has he fell back a few steps.  Fortunately a few nearby members grabbed him and steadied him to keep him from falling.  He felt like his chest cavity had caved in and he couldn't breathe.  "Help me" he wheezed in panic, "I can't breathe" Jill stepped towards him to help, but he backed up a step cowering in fear, guarding his chest with his arms.  The three men helped sit him down on an open bench, and encouraged him to relax and to breathe slowly.  The fear in his eyes was obvious to the dozen or so onlookers, including Jason's fiends.  The once cocky and arrogant king of the gym, and a bully to so many, looked as if he might breakdown and start bawling.  He heard the quiet voices around him, including his friends. "How hard did she hit him? ... Look at him, he collapsed like a wimp..." "Look at her muscles compared to his... she looks way bigger and harder, so much more ripped and vascular..." "She must be a lot more powerful than him to knock him back like that ..." "Look at him; he's scared shit of her ..."

"Your turn now Jason" she ordered.  "You've had plenty of time to rest; let's see how well you can handle the 365 pounds" Jason hesitated, his last set with 355 pounds had drained him and now his chest felt sore from being jolted by Jill.  He was mortified that this bitch was making him look and feel like a wimp.  He doubted that he could match her performance.  "Do I need to help you over here?" Jill warned; her voice both authoritative and menacing at the same time.  Jason could only look up at her helplessly; she seemed god-like with such an astonishing physique and such a large flock of folks admiring her.

As he lay down on the bench, he looked up and saw his friends were spotting for him, staring down at him with an expression of pity.  His chest was sore and his right arm was throbbing with pain, how was he going to lift this weight?  He stretched for a few seconds, and then quickly got started in fear of testing Jen's patience.  He managed to press the first rep although it hurt badly and it sapped his energy.  His arms were shaking as he slowly lowered the bar for his second rep.  He feared the bar may get stuck on his chest, but he mustered burst of  strength to push it half way up.  At that point he could not push it any further, and gasped for help.  His friends did most of the work, raising the bar back up. His arms and body trembled as he began to lower the bar.  The weight of the bar was too much for him as he lowered it, and it landed on his chest a little hard as his arms collapsed in exhaustion.  "Oomph" he cried as the 365 pound bar bore down on his chest.  "Help" he squeaked, sounding like a wimp.  He saw Jill up above him, in the middle of his two his buddies, pulling the weight back up for him. 

They all seemed to be smirking at him.  "Thanks" he gestured meekly. "I'm done for today" he muttered dejectedly.

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[Nixon74]

Good stuff. I find it an intresting concept of blending another ones story with yet another existing story and photoshop the original art to fit the whole. Never seen it done like this before.

[edinaus]

As I said in the first post, "reinhartd"  is who the original is from. However there is also a lot of my own work in here. Ive probably doubled the content of the original chapters with my edits etc. Plus i've added a lot of my own chapters to extend the story... For example, this one!



Jill had been training hard and results came easy for her as she packed on muscle and definition throughout her body. She had thought long and hard about it what Sarah had said to her at the gym that night and decided to enter her first bodybuilding competition.

Jill got in her car and drove straight to the arena where a crowd of bodybuilding fans began to build. As she walked towards the check-in she could hardly contain her excitement. "Just wait until everybody sees me" she thought to herself, unable to wait until her big moment.

She arrived in the lobby wearing black high heeled platform type shoes that probably added 3 inches.  She was wearing a pair of small jean shorts and a white tank top.  Her shorts were pretty short and they exposed her beautiful muscular thighs with a  thick rounded vein running from the inside of her upper right quad all the way down and into her lower teardrop muscle.  The tank top was tight and her amazing shoulders and buff arms were fully exposed.  She had her long blonde hair pulled back in a pony which exposed her bulging trap muscles. 

The arms hanging on her sides exploded with rock hard muscle and there were seemingly dozens of veins running down and crisscrossing her biceps and forearms.  The quads she walked up to the check in were also bulging with rock hard ripped muscles and her calves shot out to each side.

After checking in before the show, she went straight to the pump room. Jill immediately felt at home, surrounded by female bodybuilders all pumping weights. Jill didn't want to give anything away before her big reveal so kept her clothes on over the top of her posing bikini as she walked over to the weights and started lifting. She wanted to look as big and ripped as possible so she lifted hard and heavy, followed by lighter weights with more reps to get her blood following and her swole on.

As she looked around the room at the other girls competing in the teen bodybuilding competition, she knew that she would easily take the win. The other girls, although equally pretty, were more like fitness models. Yes, it was clear that they worked hard for their bodies but this was a bodybuilding competition and Jill was hardcore with arms 3 if not 4 times the size of the biggest of the other young girls.

After a quick warmup session, Jill knew what her body was doing underneath her clothes. She could feel her muscles bulging and rippling underneath the layers and knew that she would walk on stage looking bigger, more ripped and striated than anybody else in her age group. She was ready, this was her moment to shine.

As she removed her clothing she heard audible gasps from the room as she revealed herself to everybody else. She was like a professional bodybuilder showing off far too much size and definition for her young age.  Every single part of her immense body was packed with defined muscle.

There were veins running up and down her arms, her quads were huge, and even her neck was looking ripped. Her muscular pecs bulged up and down as she breathed with thick striations cutting into those thick armor flesh plates as they rose out from her chest. Her bikini revealed the top part of her firm, round butt muscles. Because her waist was so small and his hips were so narrow, her wide, muscle-capped shoulders were twice as wide as her waist, which, together with her thick, slab-like lats gave her an incredibly muscular V-shape that was nothing short of stunning. Even relaxed at hers sides, Jill's big, muscular arms looked like massive hams, the fibres of her biceps and triceps rippling and solid. Her forearms bulged with sinewy muscle that looked ready to pounce.

As she begain her first proper set with the dumbbells, the veins that begin to gradually protrude along her arms become more strenuous. More visible veins appear along her forearms.  They are soon complimented with a long vein running over her biceps pushing its way outwards.  It seems like every few seconds a new vein emerges, and that the veins that were already present are thickening and becoming even more pronounced. 

Jill's spectacular muscle growth, definition and vascularity were something to behold. As she slowly raised the bar during each repetition, all of the muscles throughout every inch of her upper body grow and ripple with striking definition.  Her forearms and biceps appeared to double in size each time the bar approached midpoint. Thick chords of muscle bulge in his forearms, further complimented by numerous thick, powerful overlaying veins.  Her biceps swell into baseball sized balls of muscle, peaking perfectly like a jagged mountain top and enhanced by a long thick vein running the entire length along the middle of the arm and up and over her shoulder.  Her shoulders thicken by at least an inch all around; expanding, rounding and bulging into small boulders of sharply shredded striated muscle. 

The number of cuts that line and shred her shoulders was countless and absolutely stunning; beginning with just a few at the start of the repetition but then increasing in both sharpness and quantity like rippling waves as he raises the bar.  By the fifth rep the sight becomes even more amazing as a single powerful raised vein emerges on the front on both shoulders; thickening with each subsequent rep while horizontally sweeping across the biceps vein and the vertical striations of each rippling shoulder.  Similar to her shoulders, both of Jill's pectoral muscles thicken by at least an inch forming into a crisp dense plated shape resembling an anatomy chart.  The entire outline of each pectoral muscle is clearly etched, and a deep cleavage is evident in the middle.  Each time he raises the bar, his pectorals first take shape as a smooth plate of muscle, and then aggressively transform into a rippling shredded mass, as dozens of sharp horizontal cuts and cords form and line across the muscle.

As she worked through her final few reps, two thick veins sweeped each of her thickly shredded shoulders, with a few thin raised veins crisscrossing between them. And they continued onward, snaking a path over her pectoral muscles!  All of her muscles are now proudly flagged with the overpowering power and boldness of extreme vascularity. 

Jill held her final rep for a few seconds. All of her muscles are fully exploded, bursting out with frightfully enormous power and dangerous fury. Her thick veins pulsed, surged and snaked angrily above the muscles, as if their in rage.  The dominance, power and threat of his body was now on show as a warning to her competition.

This is the biggest and most ripped she has ever been. She was ready to step on stage.