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The My Sisters' Revenge

Young Girl's Muscular Bicep Power

Gloria and the New Girl



The My Sisters' Revenge
by guille

My name is Pedro and I have two little sisters, I will tell the history that happened with us.

From when I was born my parents they decided to enter in an academy for they be not with the ugly bodies. Even my five ears of my age parents didn't take so the serious the muscular activity because my mother had to take care of me, and my father worked too much. After my age mother placed me in a school and she got more time for the work out, even so my father didn't get a long time free. My father went noticing the as my mother was growing and he decided to buy weights for them to workout at home, I never went a lot in order to lift weights then never usei.E went like this going, my much stronger mother than my father and both threshing a lot.

Until when I had 12 years and my mother had my sister Lúcia, me always accustomed to have all attention of them I was with a lot of jealousy of her, therefore I always treated badly her, humiliating her, I was very bad with her. My mother nape she knew about those facts. After my Lúcia mother's birth if she still dedicated more the muscular activity, if turning almost one body manufacturer. Its muscles were enormous and my father it was not more a competition for her.

When I was with sixteen my years other sister, Cíntia, was born. I was crazy of the life, no longer it was enough Lúcia, now more a girl I was not well stiller with Lúcia and m also began to humiliate Cíntia.

One day when Lúcia had seven years and Cíntia three me I exaggerated a little in the games and them was hurted, mine mother to the knowledge of that beat me such up that I was two days in a bed, what still increased more the my rage with my sisters. And after that you give my mother it motivated my sisters the
they raise weight with her, I found that very comedian and it humiliated them still more saying, that was ridiculous two children wanting to be strong as our mother.

Even so they didn't call and she was devoted every time more to the trainings, and with passing of the weeks, I went noticing the result in both that were more slender and with some definition, I asked to my father that he made some thing why it was afraid already, he said that could not make anything because my mother, being the more fort gave the orders. Then went speak with to mine Mother, that laughed of my face and she said that I owed to have thought before of that, oh she called my sisters and she said what was happening and they ordered them if they still dedicate more.

I rioted and some times went pass at the house of one friend and I was for there my whole vacations. Always when it called for my house my mother said that both my sisters were stronger than never and I was crazy.

When I went back to my house mother and mine sisters had left and my father when seeing me said that me needed to lift some weights because I was already seeming a chicken of so thin, I told it that not it liked weights and that would not move of idea and I went for my room. The door of the my sisters' room was open and I looked at there and I saw a paper, when I read it was one Rx that mentioned supplements, in that moment went up me a cold in the spine. And I was imagining as strong they would be.

I went to my room and I was thinking of that, one two hours later I heard my mother arriving with the car. She went to my room, I hug myself and asked so that me a went down little, when I arrived in the room she said so that me my flexing arm me flexionei then she wanted to measure I didn't leave, she held mine another arm and it twisted him, saying that if me not it let her to measure she would break my arm. She measured and laughter saying that her son had arms smaller than the one of her in unmarried woman time. And she leaves laughing.

I decided to see as it was the basement with the weights and when arriving I was impressed with the amount of weights that had there, and I saw a poster in the wall that accompanied the progress of everybody that used the weights. When I was looking Lúcia it arrived and I got scared with the size of the muscles, she noticed and it challenged me for an armwestle. I found ridicule to fight with my eight year-old sister, then she closed the road and she said that I would only go over of her or disputing armwestle with her. I tried to pass for top of her and we were measuring forces I frightened myself as strong she had been and about five minutes later she knocked down me and it held my arms in the soil saying that now was revenge of her and that I will have that obey it. And the first thing was to give money for her to buy more supplements and I were forced to give 25% of my wage for her whole month.

Cíntia also tested its force with me, but I won of her, although she is very strong for a four year-old child.

With passing of the days Lúcia it tyrannized me more and more and it was also stronger, one month after me to have been humiliated by her I decided to raise weights and when she knew about that she went see me raising, only to humble, certain day she was of bikini to see me to raise and I was more still frightened with the size and definition of her muscles. Her arms were larger than mine and her thighs didn't have nor as to compare.

In this period Cíntia had also been not so much stronger because she didn't also like weights, my luck, but Lúcia always motivated it. When she turned five she was with a shirt without sleeves and me I frightened myself with the size of her arms, she noticed and it came for top of me I tried to fight against her, but the impossible happened, she was stronger than I.

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My sisters' part 02 revenge - Cíntia's development

Cíntia had knocked down me to the ground and held my arms, for more force than I did was impossible you win it. That encouraged her too much and she said that would raise weights more and more to be more and more strong.
As it was anniversary of her she asked for my parents some supplies to increase her mass.
My father said that she was already very strong, but my mother agreed with her and she bought it a supply only used by men bodybuilding.
The days went passing me every day went becoming weaker compared them.
And after they began to use supplies their muscles they still increased more. Certain day I found a leaf with their measures and I began to look at.
When they began Lúcia's biceps he/she had 5 inches and the one of Cíntia 3.
Lúcia's thighs had 10 and Cíntia 8.
Three months later Lúcia's biceps had gone to 12 inches and the one of Cíntia for 10.
Lúcia's thighs went to 25 and the one of Cíntia for 20.
Now Lúcia's biceps had gone to 14 and Cíntia for 13.
It is Lúcia's thighs for 30 and Cíntia for 26.
On this hour Lúcia entered in the room and she asked what I was reading, as I didn't answer, she came for top of me, and once again humiliated me.
The whole week was like this them humbling and mocking of my muscles to that two weeks later they were taking bikini sun and I saw something impressive, Cíntia's muscles were larger than the one of Lúcia, and they were already almost of the size of my father's muscles.
And she was 5 years old just.
Its biceps should be approximately 16 inches.
My certain day mother brought a friend of her that also practices bodybuilding to our house, and she was impressed with my sisters, and she said that if my parents left would take them for a special gym for children with enormous bodies, and that there would be a tournament being worth money, if they participated, certainly they would be winner, since the muscles of both were larger than many men.

[guille]

Young girl's muscular bicep power
by guille
Short Story

While making preparations for the annual program, two girls, named Emma and Sarah, have been involved in cleaning and decorating the conference room. Emma's boyfriend agrees to assist them happily. Both knew each other for a long time and Sarah, as a new entrant to the school, had just become friends with them.

They were moving the chairs and tables to the corner, when Emma requests her boyfriend to help her out with a large wooden table that refused to budge. The boy reaches her out and even taunts at the girl's strength that she could not even push a small table like this one. But when he starts to hold and move it, he realizes that it is really heavier and he could not move it alone. He asks Emma to help. Both of them try to move, but they soon lose the grip of it due to its weight.

Emma's boyfriend sighs and looks towards Sarah to join them. Sarah reaches up to the table and finds that there is lots of dust on it that could spoil her dress. So she first takes a polite excuse from them and then removes her jacket. Both Emma and her boyfriend gasp as she approaches them in a tight, sleeveless blouse. They witness a striking, jumping muscular biceps gleaming out of her well-toned arms. They had never seen Sarah like this before. Emma is particularly impressed because she always dreamed of sleeping in such arms. But her boyfriend, who carried a chauvinistic attitude, tried to look other away and did not wish to give the impression that he was shocked by the sight of a girl possessing muscles.

Sarah asks them to move aside and all by herself, she grips the table. Her muscular biceps and her washboard stomach become more rigid, popping out small muscle peaks. Emma's boyfriend looks away while Sarah alone moves the heavy table to the side without anybody's help.

"Wow!" Emma exclaims. "You have great strength." The young muscular Sarah smiles after she finishes moving the table. Emma nears her and starts touching her toned, sweaty biceps. "There are amazing," she says. Her boyfriend quickly picks up a broom and starts sweeping down to give the impression that he did not hear anything.

Girl choses her Stronger Girlfriend over her weak boyfriend

On another day, the three of them are walking home on a lonely street. Emma has become a fan of Sarah's muscular arms and keeps talking them all the time, often to the irritation of her boyfriend. As they walk, three boys suddenly emerge in front of them with threatening looks. Both Emma and her boyfriend recognize one of them. He had earlier troubled Emma and her boyfriend had beaten him up. Now, it seems, he has come back with his gang to take his revenge.

Emma's boyfriend raises his hand to stop the girls from moving forward and he steps ahead to face them. They exchange a verbal argument before they start pushing each other. Sarah remains curious and tries to ask Emma what it is all about. But before Emma could respond, the fight becomes violent enough as the three boys dominate her boyfriend completely. He has fallen down helplessly and now getting kicked by the ruthless boys. One of them now rushes towards Emma, grabs her hand and pulls her away. Emma looks at Sarah and shouts out for help.

Sarah quickly gets hold of the boy's wrist and demands him to leave her alone. He laughs and tries to push her away. But Sarah is quick enough to catch hold of his hand and flung him over her shoulder. The other two boys turn towards her and come to attack her. But Sarah's amazingly strong arms are able resist the two boys. She holds both of them with each of her arms and plunges towards the wall with them. She then starts hitting them with her fists in their stomachs. Her fists remain extremely hard that makes the boys cry out with pain.

Finally, when they are debilitated, they collapse down. She turns to the other boy, who looks completely scared and instead of facing her, he runs away. Emma reaches out to her boyfriend and tries to wake him up. But he has lost his consciousness and Emma wonders how to take him, when Sarah offers a solution. She removes her jacket again, revealing those wonderful, invincible biceps again to Emma. She then effortlessly lifts Emma's boyfriend on her shoulder and starts moving with Emma following her with a fixed gaze at her biceps.

It was after this incident that Emma starts avoiding her boyfriend and begins to spend more time with Sarah as she felt safer with her than him...

[Jeremy Lightning]

I'm digging your stories, very short, but very nicely defined. I would love to see more of Sarah and how strong she really is! k+!

[guille]

Gloria and the New Girl


A Visit to the Gym

When Gloria entered the Atlas Gym, several of the men stopped their workouts and gaped. Gloria had just finished her heavy workout and was still massively pumped. Her custom-made sweatsuit was stretched to the limit by her (relaxed) 70 inch Chest and 40 inch thighs. Her serious look and incredible muscularity made the receptionist nervous as she approached the counter. She asked him about the incident that had taken place there the day before and if she could speak to the head trainer. The receptionist told her that the trainer, Bruno, was at St Katherine's Hospital.


The Miracle Circus

As she road the cab to the hospital to see Bruno, Gloria began to feel anxious. She thought about how great the last year had been at The Miracle Circus.

Soon after joining the circus one year ago, she had  become obsessed with lifting weights. The manager at the time, Brutal Guy, originally encouraged her to weight train for her archery act, but then said she was training too hard and with too much weight. "No archer can have arms that big" he said. As she got stronger and stronger, he refused to buy her additional weights, but she couldn't stop working out, and had to spend plenty of her own money on new weights. All the while, she found it odd that despite his discouragement she often saw him spying on her workouts.

She then thought about how she had transformed the circus forever. As Gloria had gotten bigger and more muscular, she noticed that the audience at her shows was becoming almost exclusively men. She also noticed the total silence as she walked on stage and could sense the feeling of anticipation as she went to remove her warmup jacket. Like a true performer she she created a sense of drama by removing the jacket more slowly each night. On the breakthrough night, she had just finished her heaviest and best workout  and she was more pumped up physically and emotionally than ever before. The theater was packed on a Friday night when she walked on stage. She slowly, slowly unzipped her jacket and let it slide down her arms to the floor. There was a collective gasp in the audience as the contours of her massively pumped arms came into view. Her huge breasts stood firm and her nipples protruded though her bikini top, rock hard with excitement. There was the unmistakable sound of heavy breathing as she took off her pants revealing her massive thighs, jutting calves and shapely, striated glutes. She felt so powerful that she wanted to drive the arrow straight through the target. She placed an arrow and pulled back on the bow, making the triceps on her left arm explode into prominence. The gasps and moans in the audience grew louder and she felt a surge of of pride rush through her body. Her heart raced and her chest expanded with self-love.  She pulled back harder still and her triceps grew to an unbelievable size, the individual muscles pulsating beneath the skin. The crowd noise now sounded like whimpering as she pulled back a little more and, SNAP! The bow fell to the floor in two peices and the audienced gasped. But seconds later the crowd began cheering and calling her name. She felt a surge of pride bigger than before, feeling as if her chest was about to explode. Without thinking, she walked to the middle of the stage, crossed her legs and put her arms straight with her palms up. She tensed them up bringing out countless ripples and viens. the crowd went crazy, yelling "go, go, go". She turned her palms up, made a fist, tightened her arms more and with a deadly serious look on her face slowly brought her arms up into a full double bicep flex, which she held for over a minute. Her arms were like nothing seen on any woman (or man) before. 30+ inches of rock hard muscle and bulging veins. Her biceps were huge and massive, with a base and a rounded peak prominently displayed on top in a show of raw female power and strength. There was near chaos in the room. Some men fainted, others whimpered, while most of them came spontaneously in their pants. Needless to say, the Miracle Circus would never be the same.

Events moved quickly after that. Her strength and flexing routine became the headline act in the circus. Her victory over Brutal Guy, the previous manager put her in full control of the troupe. It also introduced her to male domination and muscle worship which took her satisfaction and self-loving to new heights. Just two months ago she hired another girl, a young muscular beauty named Lucia towork as an apprentice and perform on her nights off. She was eager, a good learner and knew her place.  So, life was nearly perfect for her until last week when an unknown girl gave an unscheduled performance at the circus and caused quite a commotion. Rumour had it that she was as good or better than Gloria.  Then she heard about an incident at the Atlas Gym probabaly involving the same girl. Deep down inside, Gloria was very worried. She loved and had grown to desperately need to be worshipped by men and she needed to be one at the top. The mere possibility that there could be someone else that her fans yearned for, kept them awake at night, and made them come more than she did shook her to the core.


The Hospital Room

Gloria entered the hospital room and found a man bandaged, laying in bed. Gloria asked if he was Bruno from Atlas Gym and if he would tell her what happened at the gym the day before. "You are a very muscular girl", he said. "If I tell you will you what you want to know will you show me your arms?"  Gloria was in no mood for games, she walked to the end of the bed and with little effort lifted it 5 feet in the air and dropped it onto the floor with a loud bang. The man groaned in pain "OK, I will tell you everything", he said.

About a month ago this beautiful young girl started coming to my gym. I was very impressed with her muscularity and strength, but she did not want to talk to me and seemed very shy. Yesterday, she walked in for her usual workout and had a different way about her, a playful, flirty look in her eyes. She had new workout clothes, a very tiny two-piece bikini of sorts. She worked out for hours harder tahn ever before. She was an animal. By the time she started doing cable curls, a small group of men had gathered around the machine to watch. She pretended not to notice her admirers, but you could see by the look in her eyes that she was loving the attention. I was amazed as she finished set after set, increasing the weight each time. 500, 600, 700 lbs! She finished a set at 750, which was the entire rack! The men cheered and she blushed with embarrasment, like a little girl. She then looked over at the rack, put her fingers up to her mouth and began to pout.  "Excuse me sir" she said. "Is there any way to add more weight to this machine?" I thought it was crazy, but I added 100 lbs and spotted her in case something went wrong. She set herself, grabbed the grips and started her first rep. I was shocked when she finished it and started another. "I think I'll do ten" she said. Her biceps exploded with each rep, becoming huge, rock-hard blood-gorged masses. She held the final curl for a full ten seconds as the men watching nearly fainted, falling at her feet. I was standing behind her trying to remain a professional.  But, with the most beautiful female bicep in the world flexed to the max inches in front of me, I could not control myself. I grabbed, licked and sucked on the peak of her muscle. She put the weights down and turned around with a startled look on her face. "Do you like my muscles sir?" she asked playfully. My mouth was too dry to answer and she looked down at the huge bulge in my pants and blushed. "Oops, it appears that you do!". She giggled and then said "let me show you what they look like from the front". She slowly flexed her left arm in front of my face and I felt faint, falling to my knees at her feet. She flexed her quads and they exploded in front of me. I put my hands around her pulsating thighs and moved them up to feel her glutes. I was so excited that I was about to come when I made a big mistake. "Which was?" Gloria asked. I must have brushed up against her private area. She suddenly jumped back a step, grabbed my by the back of my head and rammed my face into her massive thigh, crushing my nose. I remember being lifted into the air and then I woke up here.

Gloria's heart sank. She could barely manage 850 l cable curls. She also guessed that the girl's new attitude was due to the reaction of her fans at the circus the previous night. Worst of all, the words "most beautiful bicep in the world" tore into her soul like a chainsaw. She thought for a minute about rolling up her sleeve and asking the man to compare her bicep to the girl's, but felt that it would be humiliating and would he tell the truth anyway?

"What's her name?" Gloria asked.
"Herculia, I think" the man said.
"Do you know how I can reach her?"
"No", the man replied, "but she usually works out tomorrow at 9:00 am. I will give you the key to my secret viewing room so that you can observe from a safe distance"


The Mirror

Gloria's confidence was low the next morning as she slipped into Bruno's private viewing room. In a small room behind a two-way mirror there was an old chair, a pair of binoculars and a box of tissues. She felt pathetic. Here she was, the muscle queen of the city sneaking around like a hopeless voyeur. But, then she started to feel a strange sense of sexual anticipation, perhaps like the men that come to her show. She was still sorting out her feelings when she saw Herculia walk through the door.

She studied her rival. She may have been the most beautiful young woman she had ever seen. Her face and hair were perfect. She was wearing a plain blue warmup sit and her makeup if any was minimal. She was naturally stunning. She worked out very hard, but quietly by herself, occasionally glancing at the men in the gym. Over time, as she continually increased her weights, Gloria noticed that the entire gym was watching her. She finished her barbell biceps workout and Gloria thought to herself "yes, she's pretty and stong, but I am pretty and stronger, so what's the big deal?"

....Then she took off her warmup suit.

Gloria had not realised that the girl had been in complete contol of the men in the gym her entire workout. Every move up to that point was designed to get super-pumped under her warmup suit so that the men were desperate to see her muscles. After finishing her barbell workout for triceps and biceps, she slowly walked pver to the dumbell rack. She grabbed a 200lb dumbell and walked over to a bench while she knew that all eyes in the gym were on her. She put the dumbell on the ground, wiped her brow and started to play with the zipper on her warmup top. She teasingly played with it while she licked her lips and threw her head back letting her hair fly. She hesitated a minute and slowly unzipped her top. For good measure she hesitated at the bottom while she looked at a few men to her right giving them a coy smile. She the completed the job exposing her rock-hard 6-pack abs and large, firm breasts barey contained by a a blue bikini top. She hesitated a minute, shook her head again arched her back and slowly, slowly let the top slide down her chisled arms. The sleeves caught on her jutting triceps, so she giggled and relaxed them to let the top fall to the ground. Every man in the gym watched with rapt attention, thier eyes bugging out.  Gloria studied her arms. They were incredible, as if carved out of granite. She watched every single muscle move as she slowly removed her pants. She had considered herself the most cut bodybuilder in the world, but this girl had her beat.  Herculia returned to the barbell and did 6 sets of 15 of both over the head and leaning over tricep curls.  Her triceps, rippped even more, pulsating as she completed each rep. She stopped for a second then began working her biceps, first standing and then sitting bicep curls. While sitting, Gloria noticed the extra effort she put into the last 1/3 movement on each rep, squeezing ever more blood into the biceps peak which grew sharper and more pronounced. Gloria had never seen somebody work the peaks like that and she was feeling her heart rate increase. Herculia finished her last rep, put the dumbells back on the rack and examined her ams closely as if to make sure they were maxed-out. She then turned towards Gloria and walked straight toward her. She walked slowly and deliberately staring straight at the mirror and toward Gloria. Gloria felt a lump in her throat and her heart pound. The girl was the ultimate package, beautiful like a woman but with the most muscular rock-solid cut arms you could imagine and still innocent like a little girl. Gloria remembered an occcaisonal twinge of desire while watching Lucia pose, but didn't think much of it. Until then her only sexual experiences were when she was by herself feeling her muscles after a great workout or during muscle worship sessions with men or occaisonaly on stage during her act. She was unsure of what she was feeling as she looked at Herculia. On the other side of the mirror, there was an assitant trainer sitting in a chair. Reading lips, Gloria saw Herculia ask him very shyly if it was OK to pose in the gym. To Gloria, it was like watching the most muscular and ripped woman she had ever seen ask if she could display her muscled body like a 10-year old girl asks if she can go out and play. The man jumped out of his chair to say yes, forgetting that he already had a very pronounced erection. While he stood there bent over she looked at her arms and saw her ask the man a question. His eyes lit up and he disappeared.  In less than a minute he was back with a bottle of baby oil. She said thank you, popped the top and slowly spread the oil over her entire upper body while she stared straight ahead. Her eyes became more focused and stunning and she seemed to be falling into a trance in awe of her own body. She glanced once to the side to watch the reflection of about 10 men in the gym walk over behind her as if they were puppys following their master. Herculia then closed her eyes, pausing for a second and put her arms straight out. While she watched the puppy dogs out of the corner of her eye, she turned her palms upward, made a fist and slowly curled her arms upward. Her biceps rose in prominenece with each inch of movement as Gloria watched just inches away in a state of total amazement. She held the final pose, while looking straight ahead at herself and Gloria at the same time. Her biceps were huge, a massive mound of muscle with half billiards ball on top. She then asked the trainer innocently if her muscles were big enough to enter a bodybuilding contest. He pulled out a tape measure and put it around her left arm. It measured 26 inches and then she squeezed even harder, spreading the tape to 28. Finaly she twisted her wrist inwards and the billiards ball peaked to a matterhorn shape extending the tape to 30. The man's eyes bugged out in amazement.  Herculia then smiled innocently and asked the man if her muscles were hard enough to enter a bodybuilding contest. He gulped and nodded "yes", but she seemed to insist that he feel for himself. The man was embarassed by his huge erection, but stood up behind her to her left. She then slowly curled her left bicep until the muscle exploded upward like a huge mound with billards ball on top. He put his left hand at the bottom of her arm and his right hand on her biceps peak. He was salivating as he cradled 30 inches of beautiful female muscle in his hands.  Gloria detected a twinkle in Herculia's eye as she starting rotating her wrist in a circular motion. The trainers fingers went up and down with the biceps peak as if he were playing a trumpet. As she smiled mischieviously, the man's body shuddered as he orgasmed uncontollably. His eyes then rolled back in his head and he fell to the floor behind the girl moaning in extacy.  Herculia heard him hit the flor and smiled with satisfaction. She then turned around to face her audience and put her right leg on the man's body. In complete triumph, she struck the double biceps pose of female victory. She turned her head to the right to admire her mountain peak of a right bicep. As she luxuriated in her awesome power, the ten "puppy dogs" moaned lowdly and came together. Gloria's mouth was dry, she was nearly hyperventilating and it felt like her chest was going to explode. Without thinking, she had started moaning and felt her crotch, it was soaking wet. It was time to go.


The Aftermath

About 16 hours later, Gloria lay in bed thinking what a strange day it had been. It had started with her feeling threatened and weak when she walked into the Atlas Gym. Then she experienced true unbounded muscle lust for the first time over a woman. But, as she was heading home from the gym, she found that Herculia's power, instead of making her feel worried and jealous, inspired her.  So, later that day she had arrived one hour early at the Circus for her pre-show workout, and used the extra hour to work her biceps peak like never before.  As she was finishing her last set, Lucia walked into the weight room. She sat on the bench next to Gloria as she caught her breath, her 20 inch relaxed arms looking like toothpicks next to Gloria's 40 inches of pulsating female muscle. "Wow, Ms Gloria, I never saw your biceps look like that before!" she said. Her eyes grew as big as saucers as she stared at the massive arms. Gloria instantly sensed what she wanted. "It's OK Lucia, go ahead and feel them if you wish". Lucia, gently put her right hand on Gloria's right bicep and Gloria flexed it hard. The young girl looked deep into Gloria's eyes and said "maybe someday I can have arms like this". Gloria did not break her reverie to answer. At that moment she felt closer to Lucia than ever before. That night she gave the best show in months and for the first time ever caused every man in the audience to come. After the show, a Japanese artist named Atelier EG paid her 500 EUR to draw her left bicep.  She was excited like a little girl when he said that it was the most beautiful bicep he had ever seen and that it would be on the cover of Muscle Art Monthly magazine. As he was leaving, she heard some shouts of "encore!" coming from the theatre. She walked back on stage and about 10 men had been begging for her to give them one last flex. They had come earlier during her show, but she had been muscular and sexy beyond their wildest dreams that they needed to come again to be able to go home and go to sleep. She walked on stage into the spotlight and lifter her massive 40 inch arms into a triumpant double peaked bicep pose.  The men climbed on stage and Gloria told the bouncers to let them come to her. As the men kissed her feet and caressed her muscular calves, she looked down at them and gave one last super-flex. Her arms exploded to 42 inches. As she basked in the glory of her muscular power, she came in a massive flood of muscle lust juice. It had been a perfect ending to the day, except for one thing. Herculia had not been there to see it.

The End

[Saxony Red Devil]

Good stuff, can't wait to see Herculia's response to this