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[jos73]

Unforgiveable Muscle
by dmaynard
Warning! Lots of senseless violence, sex, etc. Please be over 18!


Rick knew his life was over the second she stepped into the pit. The crowd of
females chanted for his grusome death. He stared briefly into the floodlights
that illuminated the blood stained concrete, a pit of slaughter that was 15ft
into the ground.

The woman across from him wore a deep black shimmering robe and hood, her
massive and bulky form was hidden and only her wry smile escaped from the
shadow that fell across her face. Two males, her servants apparently, attended
to her side, she towered over them by almost two feet and they were nothing to
compare against in sheer size.

When the chanting reached a cresendo, it stopped, and the males to each of the
woman's side went to remove her robe. However, a hand came up to stop them,
and they slunk back, afraid for their lives. Rick noticed that between the few
unbottoned parts of her robe gleaming muscle shone through. Hard and full of
power. The crowd stirred excitedly as the woman did some soft flexes,
stretching and filling the fragile cloth to near breaking, but holding back,
teasing and tempting those around her.

She then turned, and put her back to Rick, who gulped audibly at the sweeping
arc of muscle that sought to free itself from the confines of the robe.
Finally, as if in answer to their prayers, the mighty woman placed her hands
upon her hips and slowly flexed her massive back.

The threads put up a struggle, but only briefly, as golden tanned skin burst
through the fabric. The fabulous muscle goddess that stood before Rick
appeared as if she was bursting from a shell and being born into a new world.
Muscle swelled from her body, ripping and separating the cloth easily, tearing
down from her garganutan shoulders to her ass-crack.

Still smiling, she turned to face Rick, and grunting with pleasure flexed her
mighty arms into a most muscular. Rick wet himself with fear as vein-covered
cannonballs of massive female muscle burst through her sleeves. She flexed and
pumped her arms until the robe fell in shreds at her feet, exposing a
freakishly muscled body with the tiniest of bikini bottoms nestled safely
between twin pillars of flexing thigh meat. She wore no top, and her built
pecs rippled and undulated with power.

Relaxing slightly, the amazonian goddess kicked the shredded robe away from
her feet, the women in the audience cheered as she produced a double-biceps
flex. Rick was in awe as the highly detailed crown of arm muscle swelled
forth. She pumped her arms menaceningly, with each flex the grotesque bulge of
bicep muscle grew larger, laced with veins, and rising and receeding as if it
had a life of its own. Thick muscular traps lanced into bulging delts, and
when the muscle-freak brought her pumped arms up for one more flex the hardend
balls of tanned muscle edged her smiling face, creating a frame of massive
muscle-meat.

Ringlets of dark red hair drooping casually, she extended her wet tongue and
licked and caressed the pulsing, bulging hard mass of biceps that blossomed
near her face. She sensously flicked her tongue over the vein-laced mounds,
but not to be outdone, her rippling pecs surged forth, nipples protruding like
bullets from her chest. She continued to pump and flex her chest, creating a
valley of rippling cleavage several inches deep. Standing with her hands on
her hips she displayed her awesome muscle control snap flexing her massive
pecs, causing them to produce a thick slapping sound as they poounded
together.

Rick looked lower, and the woman followed his eyes down her armour-plated
stomache, to rest upon jagged cliffs of rock-hard thigh meat. The woman stood
on her tip-toes and leg muscle burst from no-where, creating a deep valley of
thick swelling muscle in which the her tiny bikini bottom became swallowed up
in.

The man servants bowed themselves out of the pit, and all became focused on
the imposing amazon as she faced her tiny male opponent. Rick, although scared
out his wits, could not help but become aroused at the sight of the pure
muscle powered sensuality that towered before him. A ridged boner pushed
against his wrestling shorts, making it difficult for him to concentrate. The
amazon stepped forward, the crowd chanting widly.

"Greetings little man. I promise I *won't* make this quick, I definitely want
to have some fun this evening." The saucy amazon circled her hapless foe,
grinning.

Rick knew he was dead, but figured he would go out with as much fight as he
could muster. Trying to recall his days in boxing and wrestling, Rick surged
forth planting a solid punch into the female's chest.

Rick yelled in pain as he felt his fist collide with what felt like solid
rock. The woman laughed as Rick broke his knuckles against the flexing wall of
her pecs. She grasped his wrist as he screamed, and relaxed her chest muscles,
long enough for his fist and part of his forearm to become buried in her pecs.

"Silly man! Did you think you were hitting a soft spot? There is NOWHERE on me
that is soft Rick!" The woman chuckled.

Rick tried to extract his fist from her chest, but it was no use, her pecs
held him fast. Smiling she slowly, and excruciatingly, flexed her chest
muscles. Rick felt solid hard pecs converge on his trapped fist, snapping and
breaking each bone and knuckle. Rick screamed as slabs of rock hard pec muscle
ballooned outwards slowly and deliberatly crushing his hand. The woman's pec
were so monstruous that they flexed upon her face bumping slightly against her
chin. She extended her tongue, swirling it lightly over the flexing mounds of
chest muscle, savoring the destruction of Rick's hand to the cheers of the
crowd.

Blood seeped from her cleavage as as Rick's fist was crunched into tiny bone
fragments. The woman finally relaxed her chest, letting the ruined hand fall.
Rick clutched his broken fist, weeping profusely. The woman continued to
smile, and effortlessly hefted Rick several feet into the air over her head.
Moaning in pain she pumped Rick up and down, and he was treated to a birds eye
view of the gorgeous landscape of her muscled shoulders and traps. After a
minute or so of this, the woman brought Rick down so that his hard penis,
stretching widly agains the fabric of his shorts, was trapped inbetween her
destructive chest. Rick howled in fear and pain as he felt her stony cleavage
converge upon his member. She teased him however with her flexes, trapping and
massaging his prick with expert ease. Then, she flexed her chest hard,
catching only the material of his shorts within the confines of her hard and
lucious pecs. Once she had a grip, she pumped the male upwards, slowly tearing
Rick's wrestling shorts from his body by the mere pressure and strenght of her
chest.

"Ahhh!" The woman exhaled, as Rick's clothes were painfully torn from his
waist. Rick could do nothing but squirm in pain and humiliation as the
musclebound woman held him aloft naked, his ridged member pointing fiercly
downwards at the amazon.

"Pretty decent size, for a male that is." The woman tilted her head back, and
dipped Rick's throbbing member into her mouth, taking his engorged penis to
the hilt. The woman's bullish muscled neck flexed and squirmed as she massaged
his dick with her throat. Rick didn't last very long, and within a minute was
pumping his hot load down into her.

The amazon smiled as she continued to suck his sensitive member, but also
began to bend his body in a U-shape above her head. Gripping him by his ankles
and neck she slowly pushed upwards causing his backbone to crackle as she
applied immense pressure to the hold. Rick gurgled and moaned in both pain and
pleasure as his member was sucked upon, his stomach on fire as his abs were
stretched beyond normal, and pain developed in his back.He felt the amazing
strength of this woman, he knew she could fold him in half with very little
effort, and fear blossomed in his eyes.

Finally, after what seemed like ages, the woman stopped bending his body, and
lifted his well-sucked penis from her sensuous mouth. She dropped his lower
body to the ground, but put him in a headlock, squeezing so tight that she
knocked him out within seconds.

"Good night sweetie" was all Rick heard as everything went black.

When Rick awoke, he awoke to the sound of screaming and moaning. He looked up
to see the massive muscled body of the amazon woman laying on top of another
male, one who looked like a servant, in a reverse head-scissors. The man's
head was enveloped within her meaty thighs, purple-ish red from the pressure
she was applying. Her multi-100 pound form rested on top, she gripped his tiny
legs in her massive arms and was sucking on the servants rock-hard penis.

The crowd roared and cheered, as the amazon sucked and licked the man's cock,
while snap-flexing her solid legs around his delicate skull. The man yelled
into her chiseled buttocks and fruitlessly pounded his small fist on her legs.

The deadly amazon stopped sucking for just a moment. "Watch closely little
man, you will enjoy this show."

Rick watched intently, the amazon's green eyes boring into his, as he saw the
man moan one last time and spurted his juice into her awaiting mouth. It was
at this moment, while he pumped his load, that the woman flexed her ungodly
muscles. Fibres squirmed and hardend beneath her golden skin, her massive
thighs and sitrated glute muscles converged upon the head of the man-servant
The crowd was on it's feet, but Rick continued to stare as the man's head
slowly imploded from the force of her sexy muscular legs. His eyes popped out,
his jaw became dislocated in a gargled scream, the amazon also flexed her
mighty arms, compressing the man's waist and upper legs while she continued to
suck him off. The hard and golden crowns of her unforgiveable biceps swelled
into his body, breaking bone, Rick could do nothing but stare in awe as the
woman's back swept outwards in a wide arc of chisled muscle, shoulders
swelling with power. His head finally could no longer take the pressure, and
his skull impolded with a sickening crush.

The woman arched her head back, and Rick realized she was on the verge of
orgasm, so aroused by the ultimate domination of a weak and insignificant
male. She moaned audibly as the male's still ridged member became entrapped
between her massively expanding pecs. Clamping her legs down tighter she
entered her orgasm, grinding the remains of the man's head between her legs
almost into non-existence. Rick felt bile rise to his lips as the woman's pecs
enveloped the man's penis, as she thundered through her orgasm, her chest
solidified into pure solid muscle, the dead man's member was crushed by her
chest as she came on the remains of her kill. She flexed and pumped her chest
muscles for several seconds, and then she relaxed, letting the ground up
remains of the his manhood slop onto the floor.

The woman stood up from her kill, the crowd chanting and screaming in frenzy.
The amazon licked her lips sexily, straddling the mutilated body of her former
man-servant. Blood and other bodily fluids dripped from between her thighs,
her chest was smeared with blood and semen. She too a breath, and let forth a
primal bellow to the crowd, stretched her glorious arms up to the flooglights,
and then brought them slowly down into a massive and inhuman most muscular
pose. The amazon shook with pleasure her muscles twitching with the force she
was putting into her flex, wicked traps sloped into boulder-like shoulders,
her biceps straining against her skin, meaty forearms pulsing with power each
fibre rock-hard and unforgiveable.

"You're next Rick." She growled at him. Rick puked onto the concrete from
fear...

End part 1

WOW!  A little TOO violent for my (admittedly squeamish) taste...but your powers of description are truly awesome...it's like we're there in the arena with this killer amazon and her opponent/victims.  In other words: I loved it!  I'd love to see this freaky musclewoman go up against a truly formidable male opponent, a top ranked bodybuilder and pit fighter, super arrogant and macho, also wearing only a brief bikini, in front of a crowd excited to a frenzy by the two massive gladiators.  Oh well...just my fantasy running wild, triggered by your wonderful story.

[jos73]

Unforgiveable Muscle - 2
by dmaynard
Warning! Lots more senseless violence, sex, etc. Please be over 18!


Rick backed into the wall of concrete that trapped him within the pit. The
amazon woman before him had finished her massive flex and was stepping over
the remains of her most recent kill, slowly sauntering towards the next
hapless male in her path.

"Don't worry Rick..." The amazon cooed. "I'll make you feel so good as I
destroy you...you'll want me to break you, you'll be begging me to let you
live, at the start, but its only a matter of time before you won't even care."

Rick watched as the bloodied muscle freak of a woman stalked meneceningly
towards him. Rick's eyes darted around the pit, the screams of the crowd
piercing his ears. Amazingly, across the pit, Rick spied the door the woman
had used to enter and it was barely cracked open! He couldn't believe his
luck!

Skirting the edge of the pit he made his way towards the door, the amazon
laughed, thinking him a trapped mouse in her cage for her to play with. He saw
her mouth pop open in surprise as he darted through the door and slammed it
shut behind him. He quickly scanned the door and set the three deadbolts that
were attached to it. The door was very thick as it muffled the outraged yells
of both the amazon and the crowd. Rick turned around to find himself in the
pit's ready room. One of the woman's man-servants cowered in the corner.

Rick ran over to him and stood him up. "Tell me how to get out of here!"

"P-p-p-lease! Just leave me alone! Through there, o-o-out the hall, up the
stairs, it w-w-will exit into a warehouse!" The man-servant blubbered like a
child.

"Listen! Why don't you come with me? Escape from here! Save yourself at
least!" Rick shook the sobbing male, trying to talk sense into him.

At that moment a tremendous crashing thud resounded against the door that Rick
had come through. Wood splintered inward, and he knew that he had to leave now
if he was to have any chance. Resinging the man-servant to his fate Rick
sprinted out another door and down the hall that the other man had indicated.

With a second mighty crash, the amazon woman burst through the thick door,
showering the interior of the room with wood scraps.

"Where is that puny male?? Did you let him GO??" The amazon woman strode
toward the man-servant as he tried to explain what happened.

"I'm sorry mistress! So sorry! The man, Rick, overpowered me, and took off
down the hall! I tried to stop him!"

"Useless. Just fucking useless." she breathed. The amazon grabbed the crying
man-servant and tightly cradling him, whispered "Don't worry, shhhh, I'm sure
you did the best you could."

The man-servant's relieved smile quickly turned to shrieks of pain as the
red-haired amazon flexed her gargantuan muscles folding the man in half. His
spine snapped audibly in multiple places, the sickeningly huge bulges of her
muscles manipulated him like playdough, and after crushing him in half,
dropped his crippled form onto the floor of the ready room. Bunching her
massive thigh muscles, she placed her foot onto his head and bore down slowly
flattening the male's skull. Brain matter oozed between her toes as cracking
and squishing sounds echoed off the walls. Once finishing off her useless
man-servant, the warrior woman strode off down the hall in search of Rick.

Rick finally came out into the warehouse as the man-servant said he would. He
eventually found the entrance to the warehouse, and as he was approaching it
saw a security guard enter.

"Hey! Hey you! Please help me!" Rick called out. The guard shined his torch
over in Rick's direction, he was a portly shadow as Rick held up his hand to
ward off the bright light.

"Something I can do for you sir?" The guard approached Rick.

"Yes, I need a phone, to call for police, I'm being chased by a killer!" Rick
hurried explained his situation to the guard.

"Follow me sir, I have an emergency phone in the guardhouse, also, you look
like you could use some medical attention. I have a car we can use to..." The
guard never finished his sentence, to Rick's shock two of the biggest and most
muscular legs he had ever seen snaked down from the shadows and captured the
fat guard by the throat.

"You didn't think I'd let my prey get away that easily did you Rick?" The
amazon's deadly sweet voice wafted from the shadows. The weezing guard had
tried to pull his sidearm from his belt but Rick heard the woman laugh as she
flexed her unforgiveable thighs. Her legs solidifed with bone-crushing muscle,
the swelling action of her monsturous thighs alone tore the guard's head from
his body. His portly form slammed to the warehouse floor, blood issuing from
the stump of his neck. The amazon crushed the guards head that was trapped
between her thighs, causing it to implode like a rotten melon.

Rick darted for the door the guard had come through as he heard the ground
shake as the amazon woman dropped to the warehouse floor. He got outside and
saw the guardhouse with a security vehicle parked next to it, he prayed that a
spare set of keys was in the guardhouse.

Rick opened the door and grabbed the only set of keys he saw hanging from a
key-hook. He was able to leap into the car as the red-haired demon woman
strode towards him from the direction of the warehouse. The car flared to life
as Rick went to throw it into gear, and it was then he felt the entire
back-end of the car lift up in the air.

Looking in the rear-view mirror, The amazon flexed mightily as she hefted the
back of the security car into the air. The wheels spun uselessly as her
sadistic smile gleamed in the taillights. Rick wondered how to escape her when
he heard a gunshot. The back-ed of the car dropped suddenly and he saw the
amazon turn to face whatever new threat was upon her. Rick took the
opportunity to peel out and race towards the gate.

The amazon turned and saw another guard who had fired his gun at her, he was
still yelling at her to freeze as Rick screamed off in the car. Pissed that
this puny male had distracted her, she ran towards the guard who fired
continously into her thick hide. The guard emptied his clip when the amazon
was upon him. She grabbed his neck and trapped his legs within her thick
muscled arms. With a violent twist, she pulled outwards and ripped the guard
in half, sending his guts flying in all directions. She looked back at the
gate and saw Rick leaving through it.

Frustrated the amazon woman took off for the gate and got there just as a
police car was arriving. She wasted no time, and before the officer even had a
chance to exit the vehicle, she crunched her powerful fingers into the roof of
the car, and tore it off, flexingly powerfully as she did so. The officer was
so shocked he fumbled for his gun, but the amazon tore him from the drivers
seat before he had a chance to do anything, heedless of his snapping bones as
he was ripped free of his seat belt. She placed his screaming form behind her
head, across her wide sweeping back and pulled violently downwards, snapping
his brittle spine, and killing him. She threw his corpse into the chainlink
fence that surrounded the warehouse and got into the police car to chase down
Rick...

End part 2

[reacher]

karma given. great!

[hatour]

JESSICA'S TALE (Short Story)
by DTM

19 year old Amazon girl Jessica Armstrong stared lustily at her bulging steel hard biceps as she alternatingly brought each arm up to her side, curling an amount of weight for her final set of 15 that most men would struggle for even a single lift. Her tongue erotically peeking out from her full soft lips to lick the sensually charged sweat caused by her latest muscle pumping workout, and the thoughts that always seemed to accompany them. She relished the sight and feel as her expanding biceps reached 17.5" of rock solid power, more than large enough to put most any man to shame, more than strong enough to humble any three at once; all thoughts that were continually whirling around her mind during such sessions, one of her main motivations for building such a ripplingly muscle packed body – that and her Sister In Muscle, and best friend, Amy Hardstone.

Jessica simply couldn't get enough of her Amazonian twin, the things they would do together, to others and to one another, were simply the stuff of Female Muscle Legend (as they proved time and again with record breaking online ratings). Whether it be the two of them trapping a gathering of macho men to use and abuse for their delight, or a special single male to transport him to bone-crackling Heaven, or just the times when it was the two of them alone, their expertly traveled hands and lips dancing all over their super muscular bodies. Yes, Jessica had no shortage of experiences to motivate her in becoming bigger and stronger, pushing herself to her limits to continually increase her already amazing Amazonian power.

Little girlish grunts and groans of effort (done more to subconsciously arouse than from actual effort) escaped her tender, full lips, as she continued on with her final few lifts. Her eyes either transfixed on the wall of mirrors before her, all the better to view and appreciate her own sexy hardbodied form, or sensually closed in lust, picturing what delights she would get into this day, looking forward to her latest meeting with her lovely musclegirl, Amy, but before that a much longed for taste of one specific young man. Upon finishing her latest exercise, Jessica dropped the massive dumbbells to the padded floor with a Thud, only to stand up to her full 6 foot height and power out a full on front double bicep shot that made her entire body flare and expand with rock solid muscle. Her glisteningly golden form pure perfection, and not just in her own eyes, as she moved sensually from one pose to another, admiring every inch of her world class frame. From thighs to calves, from arms to abs, from pecs to lats, she knew she was the Ultimate in female physiques, matched only by Amy, who just the thought of made her want to lift larger, heavier weights.

So she sexily sauntered over to another fully stocked weight machine in her basement gym, the pec deck, to continue her twice daily workout. Sitting on its softly padded seat, Jessica expanded her lats and reached her arms out wide to wrap around the two handles on each side; an act which thrust her massively muscular chest out so much it nearly ripped through her body-hugging white sports bra (the only article of clothing she wore over her rippling upper body). Her hands and arms tight around the padded metal handles on either side of her thick, meaty chest, she looked once more at the mirrors before her, blowing a kiss as if to some imaginary lover, before powering her arms together, flexing and firming her already steel solid pecs to their Limits. With each passing pump she could feel her breasts becoming even more muscular, more solid, filled with more muscle crushing power. Something she used to her full advantage on a daily occurrence, using pec pops, breast bounces or chest crushes to make any man do her bidding.

Being a bit more rough than her partner in crime, Jessica wasn't usually as playful in her muscle crushing ways as Amy was, and often times preferred the more direct approach when claiming what she wanted. She was no stranger to simply grabbing a man (or two, if the need arise), and squeezing him to helpless unconsciousness, at that point carrying their weak, soft bodies to her destination of choice, where she would then use them to fulfill all of her lusting sexual desires. A subject that always seemed to come to mind during her full on workouts (either of Amy or other special men in her life), one that only served to give her that added energy and strength, enabling her to lift heavier, harder, larger weights (something which comes in quite handy when physically dominating and controlling a grouping of hapless men).

One of which in particular was an old school friend of her brother's, an adorably hunky guy that she was waiting for just the right moment to take for herself; one who just happened to be upstairs with her brother this very second, hence the reason for her extra muscle pumping workout here and now. Thoughts of luring him back to her room, physically or sensually, it didn't matter to her, filled her young female mind. She couldn't wait to toss him onto her full, soft bed only to flex fully out of her sports bra and short shorts, following up with her pouncing onto him with full sexual fury, tearing into him with all the lust and arousal that she had (hopefully not damaging him Too Much in the process, but if she did, so be it). Yes, she was going to enjoy herself this day, and there wasn't anyone who would dare to stop her, especially not her brother, who while a full year older and it good shape himself, was still a weak little boy next to Jessica's unreal physical power (a fact she had proven to him time and again over the past few years).

SLAM, went the massive amount of weight back down to its resting point, as the buff brunette bombshell finished her last set on this pec pumping exercise, which as always was followed with her making her way up and closer to the wall of mirrors, gazing longingly at her Amazonian built body, flexing her newly worked out bodypart in order to enjoy all of its huge, muscular thickness. She especially loved building her breasts up full and beefy, filling it with just the right amount of rippling hardness and luscious fullness, all the better to both smother and crush anything she placed inside them. From a piece of fruit to a man's head (or cock), nothing was safe when engulfed by Jessica's DD-Detroyers, something she was aching to show her soon to be latest conquest at this very moment.

So with that, the sexually excited schoolgirl gave one final flexing, this time a full bodied Most Muscular pose that made the mighty muscles of her glowingly gorgeous physique expand and harden even further, a final pump to further entice, and intimidate, her awaiting guest of honor. Jessica then made her way upstairs, emerging to the main floor of her home looking like the Amazonian Goddess that she was, ready to have her fun with one she had been aching for for some time now – though imagine her surprise when she rose up to find only her brother, John, casually laying down on the couch watching TV, with no sign of his delicious looking friend in sight.

"John? What the Hell, where's David!!" she commandingly made out, something that due to her heavily exposed body, and all the rock solid muscles it contained, caused even the athletically fit physique of her 20 year brother to become a bit worried.

"He....he uh, just left...." was all he could make out, before Jess near panically ran to her front door, nearly tearing it from its hinges she bolted outside only to see the slightest image of David's car disappear into the distance. Anger filled her body now almost as much as did Lust, cursing herself for that final Most Muscular pose, one that surely would have allowed her to catch him before he left. Even if he had only just entered his car, so hot and bothered was Jessica that she would have torn apart his vehicles metal frame in order to get to him. Though unfortunately now that wasn't a possibility, and she would have to find another way to satisfy her growing sexual urges.

"Why didn't you tell me he was leaving!!" Jessica growled out to John upon returning back into their home, before suddenly lifting John off the couch he was laying on, easily holding him high in the air above her, before shaking him savagely and then Slamming him back to the floor below.

"I.....I didn't know you wanted to see him....." her older brother fearfully made out, swiftly getting back up and backing his taller though much weaker frame away from the muscle pumping, sex-crazed form of Jessica. "I.....I could call him back.....get him back here, right away, if you want!!"

"Grrrrrrr, I want him NOW!, not 5 minutes from now, you Jerk!" the Amazonian 19 year old growled out as she reached out to John yet again, grabbing him by his collar and tossing him across the room once more; something she did several more times afterwards, proving her vastly superior strength in this latest all too punishing session. So fueled with lust was Jessica that she couldn't help but take her sexual frustrations out on the man she held responsible for preventing her latest, much longed for, release. Even though John was clearly not actually at fault, that mattered little to Jessica, who now had to wait for another time to grind her ripplingly muscular form all over David's adorably fit body.

Though patience was not exactly her strongest suit, being one used to getting what she wanted, when she wanted it, though in this instance she had little choice. Still, as she tossed her 180 pound brother here and there across her currently empty home, Jessica's mind focused not on him, but his best friend David, and all that she had planned for him this very second. Images of her carrying him over her shoulders towards her bedroom, his upper body hanging back behind her, his face directly before her bowling ball muscle butt, which would sway from side to side in the sexiest of motions as she strode across her house with his body helplessly draped over and behind her.

Entering her private bedroom seconds later, she planned to toss him onto her full, thick bed, pouncing over him as she ripped his clothes to shreds, easily overpowering his initial resistances with her unreal might, before taking him inside her, fucking him silly and senseless until she reached her first of many climaxes to come. One that would surely knock David unconscious, hardly a strange feat for the men she and women like her claimed for their sexual conquests, though that would provide her with the time needed to raise this session to the next level; one which involved her proving to her Crush that he did Long for strong, powerful, muscular girls, whether he knew it or not.

He was to awaken with her standing before him, dressed in the tightest, full body covering catsuit she had, sleek sexy material covering nearly every inch of her hard, powerful body. Still groggy from his forced blackness, Jessica had the perfect way to bring him (and his hard cock) back to life, done by a Sexy As Hell flex strip, where she would sensually harden and flare her stronger than steel muscles, bursting free from her outfit one bodypart, one lusciously curved area at a time; gyrating her body with sexual grace to match her physical power, all the while breathing out her best muscle talk to both Shock and Arouse her now much more willing sexy-toy. Yes, she planned to transform David into her biggest muscle luster yet, someone she would take special care of while she continually dominated him in the bedroom; pinning and holding him in place, hold after hold, erupting her never-ending amount of love-juices over and over and over again.

"Mmmmmmm, yeah, that's it Baby" Jessica breathed out, as she erotically licked her lips, her head tilted back, her eyes closed, her body lost in the sexual fantasy that could have been........yet seemingly unbeknownest to her, was actually taking place nonetheless, switching the hunky form of David with the utterly helpless body of her brother, John. So caught up in the moment, so lost in the sexually charged images flowing all about her young lusting mind, that her powerful body began to use her brother's available form as a replacement sexual object; one she was now using to grind and squeeze and thrust into and around, surrounding his frame with her rock solid muscular body, crushing out another sensuously pleasurable experience for the glisteningly gorgeous musclegirl.

"Jess!! Jess, What The Fummmmppphhhhhh!!" was all John could make out, as his face was swiftly shoved deep into Jessica's thick, beefy breasts, an act done seemingly unsconsciously from the still teenage Amazon in an effort to prevent him from breaking her from this erotic trance, her uncontrollable lust now manipulating her vastly powerful form. Such a position, embarrassingly so for the confused/terrified 20 year old, began to stir feelings of arousal within him as well; his cock beginning to harden and expand in his jeans, as he felt the full firmness of her massive chest rub and massage his enveloped head.

Though such pleasurable sensations coursing through his growingly aroused frame increasingly turned to pain, as Jessica's body hardened and expanded with muscle with each and every sensual moan and groan that escaped her lips. Breasts full and thick were turning into pecs rippling and hard, which not only began to smother him out but painfully crush in on his skull from all sides. Arms that were previously groping and touching his body were now squeezing and crushing his chest, not only hastening the removal of breath from his lungs, but also bringing his ribs to their breaking point. Even her legs got involved in their still standing position, as Jessica pinned John to a nearby wall of this room, as she snaked her thick, sleek, steel hard thighs around his own, all the better to grind her erotic area into his, as well as to capture one of his legs in her thigh-trap, which continually pulsed and popped with painfully powerful muscles. The young sex-crazed supergirl was now completely caught up in her undeniable Muscle Lust, her mind focusing on a long standing crush, her body using whatever happen to be around (in this case, her own brother) to act as a proxy in her true object of desire's absence.

"Oh yeah Baby, you like my big.....Mmmmmm.....hard......Mmmmmmm......sexy muscles, don't you?" Jessica cooed out erotically, her eyes still closed, her body still fantasizing about the recently departed David. "I have strong, powerful muscles all over Baby.......Mmmmmmm, even down there.......would you like me to take you inside me......Ooooooh Yeeaahh......and show you how much I can squeeze that cock of yours, Lover" she continued on in her passionately whispering tone, grinding her pelvis into the pinned/crushed form of her brother faster and harder now, as she imagined herself rubbing into the thick throbbing dick of another.

Unfortunately (or was that fortunately) for John, it was him Jessica was currently in the act of raping, not his best friend David, and while the sexually pleasing sensations flowing about his quivering form were undeniable, he couldn't help but fight them nonetheless, as this was his little sister performing these acts on him and that was wrong even in his book – not to mention her crushing strength and smothering embrace was making mince-meat out of his basketball trained body. Seeing, and hearing, that things were about to be raised to a whole new level, John used every ounce of his fit frame's strength to pull his head from Jessica's crushing cleavage, screaming out her name with all of his breath, hoping that would be enough to snap her out of the sex induced trance she was currently in.

"Huh.....wha.....oh my.......that felt so.....so Good......" Jessica cooed out, her eyes now opened, as she stared at the terrified form of her older brother before her, who was crushed and cowering before her lust filled might. "Oh, well, that did feel nice......." she continued on with a sleek and sexy glare from her gleaming, now more awake looking, eyes, ".......I'm sorry John....."

"That's.......that's OK......we can just forget........this ever happened......" the 20 year old, barely had the air to speak, the strength of his sister being the main reason he hadn't collapsed to the floor now.

"Oh no John, that's not what I mean at all. I was saying I'm sorry John, but that was just Too Good for me to stop!" she growled out with a look of utter sexual dominance, as she tore her barely there clothing cleaned off her beautifully buff and bronzed body, which was followed with her pouncing on her brother's 180 pound frame; tackling him to the floor, with her stretching his arms and legs out in a sexually punishing grapevine hold. Her superior powered physique easily held his in place, pulling and bending his limbs away from his body, leaving his pelvis wide open for her continually grinding hips, and her newly exposed sexual area.

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"Mmmmmmm, you've always been such a helpful big brother, Johnny.......Ohhhh Yeah.......I'm sure you wont mind helping me out a bit further with this" she growled out sensually, her eyes once again closed, though this time she clearly knew what she was doing, rubbing herself off on his body like some inanimate sexual play-toy, using her vastly stronger form to control his, solely for her own erotic delights.

"Jess, please! You cant do this, this is wronmmppphh" were the last words John could utter, as once more Jessica used her Sexual Silencers (aka her massively muscle packed tits) to smother his face, silencing his words of protest so that she may continue to claim her erotic fill without any further distractions.

"Be quiet Johnny, or I might just turn this from a pleasurable sexual session to a punishing wrestling match, and then you'll really be feeling this body's strength and power around you" the overpowering 19 year old girl breathed out with a smile, as she continued to rub her private area into her brothers helplessly held form. "Mmmmmmm, you just relax big brother.......Yeeeeaaahhhh.......and I'll try not to break you like the little pencil that you are", she whispered into his nearby ears, something that caused his cock underneath her to stir and expand, even with her pulsations of pain popping all throughout his body.

With that Jessica simply continued to use and abuse her brother, stretching and crushing him with ease from her power packed muscles, while enjoying to no end the sensual sensations coursing about her lusting young frame. A session that she originally planned to perform with another, though with his sudden departure Jessica had little choice to use whatever was around to quench her sexual appetite; and if that meant adding in a bit of physical dominance and crushing power to the mix, something that always seemed to increase her levels of lust and arousal, all the better.

True this particular partner meant that she couldn't quite fulfill Every bit of her sexual fantasies, even she had her limits, and taking her brother's cock inside her aching pussy definitely crossed a line, though that didn't mean she couldn't use his body like one of her many sex-toys, grinding her aching sexual areas over his frames bumps and curves, getting her much desired friction from the rubbing of their two bodies. Something that was happening all too readily now, as could be heard from her increasingly loud moans of delight, that mixed with John's screams of pain and panic, made for one very noisy experience.

That was until Jessica switched up her position, easily maneuvering her wet muscular form over her brother's, now placing her open pussy and exposed glutes over his face, using the contours of his face as she savagely ground her drippingly moist vagina over him again and again. Her thick, meaty muscle but was now bouncing harshly on his upper chest, her muscular weight threatening to crack his ribs like toothpicks which each and every bounce; something that seemed to not concern Jessica in the least, as she used one of her hands to Jam his face deeper inside her throbbing pussy, which began to Ram itself into it with an even greater sexual frenzy.

"Oh That's It! Right There, That's The Spot! Oh Baby, Ooooooohhhhhhh" Jessica roared out to the top of her lungs, giving her fully expanded clit the most amazing rub against John's chin, the final sensual act that brought her to her sexual breaking point, as she Expoloded her juices all over her brother's face, drenching him in a virtual drowning amount of salty white cum, which covered his nearly blacked out face with a minute-long series of sensual super squirts. This act also brought out the flaring and hardening of her muscular frame (a common event for all such women in the heat of Climax), something the crackling sounds coming from John's chest and face (from her bouncing bowling ball butt and crushing thighs) could more than prove.

"Oooooh yeah, that was Good! Mmmmmmm, it may not have been as good as what I had planned with David, but it wasn't bad big brother......not bad at all" she breathed erotically to her barely conscious brother, giving a few final grinds on his face, before standing up to her full 6' height above her newly conquered male. "It was so good in fact, that I might just have to use you again sometime" she semi-teased out with a devious smile and a flaring of her thick, beefy, muscular body, causing John to cringe and shake at such a sight above him.

"Mmmmmmm, don't be too hard on him Sweetie, you know what my Mommy's says - friends gotta share" giggled out a young female voice from behind the Armstrong siblings, one belonging to none other than legendary teenage Amazon, and Jessica's best friend, Amy Hardstone. "And I don't want you breaking your little toy here before I get a Crack at him. Hee hee hee" she super buff blond beauty giggled out with a sexy smile and an expanse of her mighty muscles that shred her own barely there outfit down to her bra and panties. Such was the last sight John could remember before the blackness of shock and fear overtook him, though one that would surely be there waiting for him when he awoke.

THE END

[Tiberius]

Pam gets a crush on her 'date'     

The Crush
By DTM
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God, I so love the stares I get when I show my body off in public.  Oh,
don't get my wrong, I don't wear bikinis to the market or anything, just
usual clothes for the season really.  Its just that with a body like mine,
even your ordinary outfits look a little less so.....especially when I buy
them 3 sizes too small.  hee hee  I cant help it, I've worked hard to make
my body what it is, and I'm proud of what I look like now.  My name is Pam,
and I'm a female bodybuilder.  I'm 35 and I've been at this for 4 years now.
  Oh, don't let the age fool you, I have a body that most 17 year old girls
would love to have....most 17 year old boys too.  I'm 5' 9" about 185lbs.. 
Now don't think that's heavy for a gal now, I can assure you, I'm very well
put together.  I can get hit on in the Vatican, by the Pope himself.  I
don't mean to come off so egotistical and vain, I'm really not.  I'm just
very proud of the way I look, and very pleased at the effect it has on
others, men primarily.  Most of their reactions are positive.  They'll ask
me to flex for them, ask if they can touch my rock hard 17" biceps (that's
as far as I'll let a man I don't know touch me).  Some will just gawk and
stare, unable to believe how the muscles on my body make me look.
 
Sometimes, if I like the guy, I'll give him a sexy glance, and pop my biceps
for him.  That usually knocks them off their feet.  After that, if he's
lucky and gets up the nerve to approach me, we'll have a night he won't soon
forget....believe me.  I can do some amazing things with this body of mine,
too bad my ex didn't see it that way.  He got afraid when I started getting
stronger than him, so he threatened to get rough with me one night.  Well,
let's just say, I got a very handsome settlement in the divorce proceedings,
and he got some very broken bones.  It's men like my poor ex that really bug
me.  They feel that I'm trying to compete with them in strength (not that it
would be any competition....I'd kill them) and they get jealous, obnoxious
and insulting.  It's these men I've learned to deal with, rather harshly,
over the years.  I had a run in with one of these such men just last night. 
I was just out with some friends, guys and girls.  We usually go out on the
weekends, and I can certainly be very flirtatious with men that I like.  I
can play and tease my male friends, most have known me for years, and could
never think of me as anything more than a friend....least, not unless I want
them to.  I was up on the dance floor dancing very close to one of these
male friends of mine, when another man pushed him down on the ground.  Now
my friend is no small guy, But at 5'11" 165 lbs., hes not what you'd call
big for a guy.  Hell, I often playfully lift him up and carry him here and
there when we go out.  I apologize to him afterward, but I cant help it,
he's just so light and so damn cute.  Well, this man was drunk, you could
see that a mile away.  And after he pushed my friend down he proceeded to
grab my wrists and start to dance with me....or at least his idea of dancing
anyway.  He was a larger man, about 6' 3" maybe 230lbs., and I could tell
from the way his buddies at the bar were acting, that he had done this many
times before.  In the blink of an eye he tried to grind against me and
practically fuck me on the dance floor.  Well, this is where I do my thing.
I slowly escaped my hands from his pitiful grip and, at his surprise,
started to move closer to him.  I wrapped my arms around his body and
started whispering in his ear, "Mmmmmmm, I love the way you throw guys
around for me" I could see his surprised look melt and turn to lust.  "I
just love a big strong man like you.  The way you threw my friend down,
Ohhhhhh, I love how you did that."  Just then he looked at my friend and
noticed something odd, my friend was smiling.  Why would he be smiling, he
must be thinking, well, he'll see soon enough.  My friend has seen what this
body of mine can do to asshole men that deserve it,.....and this guy
certainly fit that bill.  "Mmmmm, come here" I continued, whispering in his
ear "Come, and get a little closer."  Just then I slowly started to squeeze
my muscular arms around his waist.  He had no way of knowing my arms were so
big and strong, I was not exactly wearing my tightest blouse that evening,
and his drunken vision must have impaired him even further.  He groaned when
his first breath was forcefully pushed from him, due to my powerfully
constricting arms.  I love that feeling, the feeling when a man first learns
how strong I really am.  Mmmmmm, and this guy was really going to learn. 

Now, no one else really knew what was happening, just my friend, my unlucky
victim and myself really.  The lights and sounds of this night club left us
almost in our own little world.  It took him a while in his intoxicated
state to realize that he was slowly, and very controllingly, being crushed
by a beautiful woman.  I'm sure he expected to have his way with me on the
dance floor and then quite possibly drag me out to have his way with me.  It
may sound far fetched, but I've heard of it happening, more times than I
care to think about.  And this guy, with his drunken, noisy and belligerent
friends, he fit that M O to picture perfection.  And even if he wasn't going
to go that far, he attacked my friend, .....and no body hurts my friends. 
He eventually came around to the fact that I was crushing his body in my
arms, as well as the fact that my body was hard as stone.....especially
compared to him, and his big beer gut.  He started to try and pry my arms
apart.  "uh uh big guy, I think I'm starting to get a crush on you now." I
laughed in his face, which was starting to get a look of fear in it.  With
all his size and strength he couldn't budge my arms an inch.  "Oh, trying
to get free huh?  I thought you wanted to get close to me, big guy?  Trust
me, I've squeezed bigger men than you with these amazing arms of mine, and
they couldn't do a thing.  What hope do you have against me?" I gently
whispered in his ear.  He then started his use his fists and hit my powerful
shoulders and back.  HA....this guy couldn't hit harder than a 10 year old
girl, but then again he hasn't been breathing well recently.  To keep up
appearances, I moved him around, actually lifting him off the ground to do
so, so we looked like we were still dancing wildly.  I looked over at his
friends, eyeing him with approval, made me realize that my trick had worked.
  Good, I didn't need to take on him and his friends, but I could
have....believe me.  "My date" could feel his ribs start to bend and creak
like old wood, I can tell from the look in his face and the way he's
breathing that we're not too far off now.  Can you tell I've done this
before?  hee hee  He could barely speak, and most of what came out was
slurred and inaudible.  I then compressed my arms tighter still, as I
taunted him and his helplessness against me.  "Do you see now how strong
these womanly arms of mine are?  You expected to just take me by force? 
Well, I think I have all the force, all the power, in this relationship." 
Just then, I heard, or more like felt, the first of his ribs snap against my
powerful body.  He was nearly passed out by this time, completely slumped
over, solely being held up by my strong and heavily muscled body.  He could
only grunt, each time a rib snapped, and there were quite a few that night. 
When I was done, I simply let his unconscious body fall to the ground, still
unnoticed by nearly everyone else there.  I then, looked over at my friend,
picked him up like a baby in my arms, and slowly carried him out the main
entrance.  As more and more eyes started to gaze our way, I can do nothing
but smile....."maybe its time we became more than friends" I cooed in his
ear.  As I looked down at his crotch, I could see, very clearly, he agreed.

It's good to be a woman bodybuilder.  hee hee

[rodman]

Over the last 20 yrs. I've saved numerous stories and I want to post them here. I would appreciate the Karma if you like them.
The first is Dirk's Dilemma by DTM first posted on Diana the Valkyrie's site. Enjoy!!

DIRK'S DILEMMA
by DTM
Tough, Macho Musclehead Lives In A World Of Strong, Powerful Amazons.......Or Does He?


Hi all. Just wanted to thank those of you who have shown so much interest in
having me write some personalized FBB/Amazon stories for you (for a very
reasonable fee ). Im currently working on another one as we speak (and a
few after that), though after that my calendar is Open, so feel free to send
me any of your requests, and well certainly work something out between us
both.

So thanks again for all of your interest, everyone. So far the reaction of my
"customers" has been Superb, something I insist on as I wouldnt say Done until
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Happy) So, if anyone else is interested in having me take a crack at your own
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Also, Ive been trying to get LH-Art to take an interest in my DTV stories, to
see if they would like to transfer any of them into their own amazingly drawn
and extremely enjoyable Amazon comics series (something I believe theyve done
with a few other former DTV authors). So, if any of you are interested in
seeing any of my stories in LH-Art comics form, send them an email supporting
this notion and Let Them Know. The more people who write them and tell them
theyre interested, the more of a chance theyll take some serious notice, and
you never know, we might just see several of my FBB tales fully drawn out in
comics form in the near future.

UPDATE: LH himself has written me to let me know that they will look into some
of my stories for possible LH-Art treatment, so Thanks Heaps to anyone who may
have written them in support here. Keep those emails to them coming though, if
you havent already (possibly giving story suggestions you may want them to
look at specifically), as the more interest that is shown to them for these
stories, the more likely they are to consider doing some. (Still no reply back
from LH at this point, but hey, you never know)

Thanks all, and hope you enjoy this next of possibly many more fan requested
Amazon stories to come.

**********

Dirk Masterson awoke this morning at 6am in his usual way, with a spring in
his step, a self-admiring smile in the mirror and a flexing of his mighty
biceps. A 33 year old personal trainer, he had spent the last 15 years of his
life building his body to complete and utter Perfection. His steel hard
physique was filled with large, strong, massive muscles, something he never
got tired of showing off to its fullest (not even to himself), something he
never let anyone else around him forget. Coupling his unreal frame with a
truly handsome, model-like face, and it wasnt hard to see why he felt he was
the envy of every man, and the object of lust to every woman. Dirk was as
egotistical and vain as he was strong and muscular, not one to be against
using his size and strength to bully those around him to get what he wanted,
which usually didnt require more than a few powerfully hit muscle poses from
this arrogant bodybuilding Adonis to intimidate any man into doing his
bidding.

The women on the other hand were a bit different, as he wanted to portray
himself as an irresistible hunk not an abusive bully, so he had to use
different, more indirect tactics to get his women to do what he wanted (that
was, during those rare times when his obvious good looks and perfect body
failed to do so). Promises he had no intention to keep, gifts that he would
soon after take back, and even going so far as to spike their casual drinks in
order to get them back to his place for a night of sexual fun.....for him
anyway. Yes, Dirk Loved women, which was one of the many reasons he strived to
look as good as humanly possible, and in his mind, then some.

So on this warm, Friday morning, he made his way up off his full and spacious
bed, got himself ready for his early morning 5 mile jog, and bolted his way
out the door to start yet another perfect day in his seemingly perfect life.
As an obvious and avid workout fanatic, he spent a lot of his free time
exercising to one degree or another, from weights to running, from sporting
activities to casual fun in the sun. Dirk knew full well that to get what he
wanted in this life, to maintain his Hercules-like physique and super hot
looks, he had to get out and work for it. The rewards of which, the
satisfaction of putting a man in his place (usually unfairly and in a very
bullying way), or the ability to get any girl, not matter how beautiful, to
sleep with him (one way or another), were more than worth the effort it took.

Speaking of beautiful women, there was a specific reason he chose to travel
across this particular route for his early AM jog, one that he happened to
stumble onto a few days prior, as it seemed this trail more than any other he
had come across, was filled with beautiful young women, who like himself were
running their way to unreal shape, jogging away all of their unwanted pounds
and replacing it with smooth, sleek, firm feminine curves. Nothing pleased
Dirk more than showing off in front of beautiful women with his truly gorgeous
body, with not only its perfectly sculpted frame and proportions, but also
with all of the physical power and strength it contained (especially during
any time of exercise). When he wasnt slowing down to match a girls speed, in
an effort to use his "charm" and obvious attractiveness to strike up a
conversation (which usually lead to alittle bedroom workout later on), he was
blowing by them in an effort to flaunt his superior speed and fitness levels.
Yes, it was good being him, a thought that went through his mind more times
than not.

It wasnt long before Dirk spotted his first target off in the distance, a
gorgeous young woman with long black hair pulled back in a ponytail, complete
with a super toned (even a bit muscular) physique, which was barely covered in
a tight fitting T-shirt and body hugging short shorts. A perfect candidate for
his next Hit On & Run, he could only imagine how this female hardbody would be
in bed (as he was SO turned on by women with tight and toned, even muscular,
bodies). So with a predatory smile across his face and a look of determination
in his eyes, he sped his way up a bit (with surprising amounts of effort to do
so), and when he finally met her speed for speed, he opened his mouth and
began his latest attempt at athletically charged seduction.

Dirk let loose one of his finest come-on lines, one that was sure to get a
pleasing smile or pleasurable reaction out of this gorgeous young athlete (who
now being closer to him than before, allowed him to notice that she was quite
visibly muscle packed, on the level of a buff fitness girl he would have
guessed), though surprisingly she ignored him completely and continued to make
her way down this dimly lit track as if he wasnt even there. Frustrated at his
failed attempt, especially with how amazingly Hot she was, and how much he
wanted to get together with her, he swiftly tried again, using another such
line, his desperation now showing a bit through with each and every word.

Again this exercising Amazon girl ignored his advances totally, with the
exception of her speeding up her own jogging speed as a way of getting away
from this bothersome macho jerk. This shocked Dirk on two fronts, one being
that she seemed completely dis-interested in his advances towards her, and
second that her speed was increasing to a point where he was more than
straining himself to just keep up. But keep up he did, and in doing so let off
another series of erotic and sexual phrases that he was sure would be enough
to entrap this beautiful woman and lure her into his obvious physical charms.
Though like his previous attempts before, she didnt speak a word in response,
nor did she even bother to take a look in his general direction, she simply
rolled her eyes in annoyance and increased her jogging speed even more.

"Unreal!", thought the way-to-into-himself muscleman, as he watched this young
woman again pour on the power, moving her perfectly shaped and muscularly
curved physique farther away from his now running form once again. Not about
to be physically shown up by anyone, let alone by a woman, he pushed his super
fit body to its limits in an attempt to reach her now speeding motions, more
at this stage about proving himself to be the physically superior over getting
her to really notice him. Though with each ounce of strength he put into his
fit and muscular physique, she simply surpassed him at every turn, and as
always, she didnt look like she was using any more effort into their "race"
than if she was taking a casual, easy-going, jog.

After several more minutes of this one-sided Battle Of The Sexes, their two
incredibly sculpted and amazingly fit bodies flying down the track, Dirk
simply couldnt keep up with this unreal Amazons speed and power, and collapsed
on the floor with a Thud! His breath inhaling and exhaling in huge, exhausted
puffs, as he felt like he had just broken the 1 Mile speed record - something
he was more than sure this now disappearing female figure could do without
even trying. Defeated mentally as he was physically, he just sat where he was
on the floor, dusting off his few scrapes from his sudden fall, his head down
as he gathered up his pride and made his way back to his feet........

.......which was surprisingly easy for him for some reason, though that became
all too clear seconds later as he turned himself around to see yet another
gorgeous young woman just behind him, her arms guiding his body (if he was
paying attention, he would have noticed Lifting his body) back up to a
standing position. Taking a look series of looks up and down this Hot and Sexy
womans lusciously curvaceous frame, he could see that as unreal as his first
preys body was, this girls was even moreso. Curves upon curves, shape over
shape, the perfect blending of a sexy feminine form mixed with muscle packed
hardness. From bulging calves to thick hard thighs to a visibly 6-Pack
stomach, up further to a wide set of shoulders and back, clearly defined and
sizable arms, and a chest that was as thick and round as it was firm and
tight.

"Hey, dont mind her, Sugar, some women wouldnt know a good thing if it came up
and bit them" she softly spoke out with a huge smile, as she took her own time
eye-ing up his own incredibly tight and muscle packed form, just as he had
done to her. Clearly pleased with what she was seeing, a sensual look in her
eyes and an arousing little bite on her lower lip made that make clear as day,
she spoke out in a sexy, feminine voice "Youre lucky I have an early morning
meeting at work today Tiger, otherwise Id take you home right now and show you
what a real woman could do to a man like you" she cooed, as she sensously
tucked one of her business cards into the top of his tight fitting shorts.
"Hey, Im a lawyer, I always carry some on me" she giggled out, explaining her
reason for she went out for such workouts complete with business cards on
hand. "Call me tonight, anytime after 6pm, and well set something up. Mmmmmm,
Mmmmm, you look so damn good, Im tempted to take off work today and just Take
You right here and now, but I cant.......so Ill so make it up to you later!
See you then Stud......oh, and that wasnt a request" she sexily growled out,
grabbing Dirk by his shirt, as she savagely pulling him into her super hard
body, giving him a series of lustily charged kisses before letting him go, and
with a wink and a smile, continued on with her morning run (which like the
woman he had seen previously, was done at a truly amazing pace)

"What the Hell just happened here!" Dirk spoke out to himself, this morning
easily being one of the most unusual and bizarre of his entire life. First his
"perfectly executed" advances had no affect on the opposite sex (a rare event,
indeed), then he was blown away by a womans fit (though surely inferior) body,
then he was sexually manhandled by yet another woman, who had an even more
muscular body than the first one (on the level of a mid-sized bodybuilder, he
would have guessed). Yes, it certainly was one incredibly strange way for this
man in particular to start his day, though at this point not unwanted in the
least. So with a quick look at this newly acquired business card, seeing the
name Sally Olympia Saunders clear as day, he turned back around and began to
jog his way towards home. Cutting short his usual 5 mile run, thinking about
the events that had just transpired here this day, and about this amazingly
sexy hardbodied woman that he was now clearing his nights schedule for, and
what fun they would be having later on.

Looking down at his watch, Dirk realized that ending his morning jog a bit
earlier this day gave him a bit more time than normal, just enough to stop for
alittle treat at one of his favorite breakfast hang-outs. Favorite not so much
for its food or atmosphere, but due to the bevy of beautiful waitresses that
worked there, complete in their body hugging and amply revealing uniforms.
While being one to eat on the healthy side nearly all of the time, he did
allow him his little treats here and there, and this local eatery was one of
the places he frequented most when he did. So with a ringing of the little
bell that adorned this cafe's entrance, Dirk made his way inside, and quickly
took his favorite seat, tucked away in the front corner - which allowed him
visual access to all of what was going on inside (or more specifically, who),
as well as being close to the large clear windows, allowing him to watch
anything that was on the outside as well. Of course, a man like Dirk found
very few things beautiful enough to stare at, one of them being himself, the
other being hot, sexy, toned and tanned women, and as this being Southern
California, during the one of the warmer times of the year no less, he knew he
wouldnt have to look very hard to find some.

Though hunger called, and looking forward to a nice treat meal this morning he
quickly picked up the menu that was on his table, looked through it for
several minutes, before closing it back down and waving over one of this
establishments several beautiful waitresses.


End of part 1;


Had to cut this before the end. The rest is in the next posting.
Rememember please give Karma, Thanks!

[rodman]

Below is part 2:
Though hunger called, and looking forward to a nice treat meal this morning he
quickly picked up the menu that was on his table, looked through it for
several minutes, before closing it back down and waving over one of this
establishments several beautiful waitresses.

"What can I get ya, Sweetie?" spoke out his young female server, as she sexily
strode on over to his table, seductively staring down at him with a pair of
perfectly shaped emerald eyes. Dirk couldnt utter a word in return, as all he
could do was stare at this woman before him, his mouth clearly open, his eyes
held wide with shock. He had been here several times before, and though it had
been a while since his last visit (doing a bit extra where he could to stay in
shape during the Summer months, and that meant little to no treat foods), he
was in awe at this unreal shaped female standing over him.

This truly adorable red-headed woman had her hair back in a sexy little bun,
with just a hint of a few soft strawberry colored tendrils hanging down to
perfectly frame her face, which currently held a smile looked as if it could
light up a room. Though as incredibly beautiful as this girls facial features
were, it wasnt that that was stopping this uber macho guy in his tracks. It
was her body, which was covered in a skin tight, short skirted, black outfit,
which seemed to literally pulse with rock hard power and firm, sexy muscles.
The position she was holding her pad and pencil made her arms bend, which
showed off arms that were not only tight, toned and perfectly sculpted, but
clearly muscle packed as well. Dirk had to guess she was packing 15" biceps on
her, and she wasnt even flexing at this point. Her shoulders and back were
broad and wide, stretching out the material of her work uniform to its limits,
while her amazingly ample chest (which seemed to be so muscularly tight that
little ripples were forming around the top of her lusciously shaped cleavage)
was nearly pouring out of her partially unbuttoned blouse. Not to mention if
he could see any lower than her waist, which was currently being blocked by
his own table, he would notice thick, shapely legs that showed off unreal size
and muscle definition, in addition to a pair of glutes that looked like God
had cut a bowling ball in half and sexily placed it on her incredibly
curvaceous form.

"Sorry Sweetie, but Im not on the menu......" sexily breathed out this Amazon
woman, as she smiled even wider, leaning down slightly onto the table, giving
Dirk an even better shot of her voluptuously hard chest. ".......so Im afraid
youll have to order something else.......for now anyway" she sexily concluded
with a wink.

"I....I...yeah, I would like.....uh....."

"Oh, I know what youd like Stud, but lets just stick with pancakes and eggs,
shall we?" the clearly muscular waitress giggled out, enjoying her teasing
manner over this visibly tongue tied male. Dirk had no idea what was going on,
as he was surely well versed in talking to even the most beautiful of women
with near ease, though as before, there was something about today that just
felt.......different. He wasnt on his "A Game", he didnt feel as strong or as
confident as he usually did, which wasnt helped by the fact that every woman
he saw this day was a cross between a fitness girl and a female bodybuilder in
physique, in addition to each of them having supermodel good looks and
supremely confident attitudes to boot. As such, it wasnt hard to imagine even
a man of his unreal physique and in-control personality (not to mention vanity
and ego) being a bit shaken in this unusual situation. Though he quickly
pulled himself together, feeling he was above such inferior emotions, and
would not let the sight of a few super fit women shake him from his tough
macho demeanor and very arrogant self.

"Dont flatter yourself Babe, Im no stranger to the world of female hardbodies,
not by a long shot. Now why dont you just shake that muscle butt along and get
me a stack of pancakes, two eggs (scrambled), and a large OJ, freshly
squeezed" he spoke out with much swagger to his tone and a cocky smile on his
face.

"Ooooooh I just love a customer with some Spunk" she spoked out with girlish
excitement, "Your order will be coming up right away, sir. Hee hee hee" the
raven haired buff beauty spoke out with a smile of her own, as she did as she
was "instructed" and made off to arrange his breakfast order, her perfectly
shaped and amazingly rounded muscle butt sexily swaying and bouncing side to
side with each and every step she took. A sight so arousing that Dirk couldnt
take his eyes off for a second, something that wasnt a surprise at all to this
physically power packed young waitress.

As the minutes went on, Dirk rather impatiently waited for his food to arrive,
though as hungry as he was, the assorted womanly sights before him more than
kept him occupied until his meal was ready. Sights that not only offered much
interest in his clearly aroused form, but had also piqued more than his share
of curiosity and confusion. Living where he did, it was hardly rare for the
females around him to take the utmost pride in their physical appearance, in
any and all respects, but what he didnt get was how many downright buff and
muscular females that he had spotted this day. From tight and toned, to lush
fitness chicks, to thick, muscle packed bodybuilders, it seemed like there
wasnt a single woman (or girl for that matter) that he laid his eyes on that
wasnt in one of the three physical classes above. Normally not something that
caused him concern in the least, though he still felt as if something was off
and not right nonetheless.

The more he thought about it the more he actively stared and looked around at
every single person he could see within this cozy cafe's walls, and each and
every time he saw one she was an obviously, and in most cased very, muscular
woman. Whether it be a pair of fitness girl physiques roller-blading their way
across the barely sunlit street outside; to a loving young couple out for an
early morning feed, her youthful form nearly bursting through her top due to
the large amount of muscle underneath; to the assortment of waitresses in this
establishment, none of them familiar to Dirk in any way, though all of them
clearly Amazonian in not only height and stature, but rock solid shape and
bulging curves as well.

So mesmerized was he by these truly odd and very arousing sights before him,
that he didnt notice two older men hurriedly making their way inside this
quiet little eatery, strangely dressed in long, tan trench coats......that was
until......

"FREEZE!!" one of the men screamed out, as he and his partner both flung open
their long coats to reveal shotguns from underneath their previously
concealing outerwear.

"Anyone moves, and Theyre Dead!" yelled out his partner, with a furious gleam
in his eye and an intimidatingly loud CLICK of his weapon. This of course
caused most everyone around them to duck down for cover, oddly enough the
males being protectively covered up by their female partners, who it seemed
were throwing their muscle packed frames around and across them for
protection. Another odd thing was the reaction of the trio of waitresses
nearest to the action, who while giving off looks of concern, they also seemed
unusually calm, with almost in control attitudes.

"Look, we dont want any trouble here, so why dont you guys just....."

"Well we dont give a Fuck what you want, ya fucking big titted bimbo waitress!
So why dont you just shake that ass of yours on over to the register and empty
whatever you got in this here bag" one of the crazed burglars rudely barked
out, as he threw a black duffel bag towards this voluptuously striking young
woman.

"What is it with my ass today?" the red-headed waitress almost jokingly made
out, as she looked around at her nearby, and clearly muscular, co-workers. "OK
boys, we aim to please here, so just stay calm and Ill do just what you told
me" she soft and calmingly spoke, slowly turning her lusciously shaped body
around, making her way towards the cash register across the counter - giving
her already naturally thick and rounded butt a few extra shakes and wiggles,
even going so far as to use her much practiced muscle control to give a few
extra bounces and flexings to her bowling ball hard glutes.

She did this for a reason, one that was done in coordination with her fellow
waitresses, as she knew full well these vicious and dangerous males eyes would
be fixed on the sensual movements of her perfectly shaped globes, both sets of
them in fact, and that by doing so they would be lowering their guards, just a
bit, just long enough for her female hardbodied co-workers to do THIS!

With a quick flash and the swiftest movements Dirk had ever seen, the two
stealthily approaching young females lashed out at these gun-totting men, one
giving off a high pitched martial arts yell as she sent a single perfectly
shaped leg straight up, then straight back down onto one of their weapons.
Visibly denting its hard metal frame with her awesomely powerful Axe Kick. The
other waitress took a more direct approach, as grabbed onto the other mans
shotgun, harshly pulling it out of his much weaker grip, before tossing it
across the counter to her raven haired ring-leading Amazon.

"You men, when will you ever learn" she softly spoke out with a smile, as she
made her way back to these two dumbfounded males, each of them now held fast
and completely immobile by their arms from behind with two expertly placed
Hammer Locks. "Let me guess, youre not from around here, are you?" the
lusciously muscular beauty sexily asked, as she made her way closer to them,
sexily sauntering over to their forms until taking a final stance just a few
feet away, holding a single shotgun in her hands. "Oh, dont worry about this,
Im not gonna use it on you boys. You see, the women in these parts dont need
some crude noisemaker to do bodily harm to others. Heh heh" she chuckled out,
as her grip around both ends of the long weapon tightened, sending waves of
muscle coursing through her upper body. "We dont need weapons of any kind to
bring down a world of pain to those who deserve it........those like You"
Then, with a wicked smile, she began to bend and twist the shotgun over onto
itself, the sounds of screaming metal and crackling wood now being joined by
the sounds of soft, black fabric around her arms and chest ripping and popping
at the seems.

"Isnt it time for your break, girls?" the powerful Amazon woman spoke out as
she completed her mangling of this one mighty weapon, dropping its beaten form
to the floor, giving her fellow supergirls a devious little smile and a sexy
wink. With that, the two crime stopping waitresses giggled with glee, as they
hoisted their men high above their heads, their own rock solid physiques
pulsing and pumping with female muscle, as they carried them into the back and
out of view (though not out of ear-shot, as all of their customers were now
being treated to more than their share of men screaming in fear and pain, and
of girlish giggles of delight and pleasure).

Within seconds the cafe returned back to normalcy, with the exception of every
couple there now feeling one anothers bodies with savage, unbridled passion.
The females flexing their clearly evident musculature, relishing to no end the
series of licks, kisses and sensously charged touches that their males
partners were giving them. Dirk even surprised himself at his clearly aroused
behavior, lead by his thick and throbbing cock nearly bursting from his tight
pair of spandex running shorts. Try as he did to calm it growing expanse, and
his own lusting feelings, he simply couldnt stop its expanding movements, or
the sexually dominating emotions flowing through him.

"Mmmmmm, looks like weve got ourselves another *****r in the midst, eh
Stud?" Dirks red-headed waitresses, and borderline superhero, spoke out as she
returned with his previously ordered meal in hand. Her now partially destroyed
top giving him even more of a taste of her incredibly firm and amazingly
muscular physique that lie within. "I hope the "cute little boy" wasnt scared
of the mean old baddies. Dont worry, Waitresses Wendy will protect you Baby"
she sexily cooed out in a clearly teasing manner.

"I.....I wasnt scared......and I dont need a woman to protect me!" he roared
back, defying her obviously superior physical power with all the strength his
male pride and huge ego could muster. Clearly annoyed, though not willing to
make too big of a fuss over it here, Wendy simply played the role of his
waitress, with a fun little unexpected twist.

"Of course Hun, you know the customer is always right. Oh dear me, I forgot
your freshly squeeze OJ. Im sorry sir, Ill be right back with.....Ahhhhhh,
look what we have here" Wendy breathed out, as she pulled an orange off of a
nearby table, and then proceeded to straddle him in his seat, wrapping her
thick, shapely, steel hard thighs around his waist, as she shoved her
massively voluptuous breasts even closer to his clearly shocked face.
"Shhhhhh, dont try to resist me Baby, I think youre gonna love
this.......plus, itll teach you a little lesson as well" she sensously spoke,
as she placed the orange deep within her super tight cleavage, using a single
muscle packed arm to guide his head within kissing distance of it.

"You dont think you need a woman to protect you, eh Big Boy? Dont think a big,
hard, muscular hunk like you could ever be weaker than a "soft, little girl"?
Well, Im only 22, with big, thick, sexy female muscles, and I think Im
handling you just fine, isnt that right Sexy?" Wendy cooed as she licked her
full, pouting lips, just inches from his own straining to break free face.
"Now, its time for me to do my job and get you that Orange Juice you ordered,
sir. Open wide baby......" she softly spoke, as her tits clamped shut on the
juicy fruit wrapped between them, expanding in size with solid pec muscle, as
it crushed the oranges soft frame within her steely hard embrace, shooting its
juices all over Dirks overpowered face.

"Ooooo, better drink it all in Sweetie, its good to have your share of Vitamin
C in the morning" the sexy red-headed Amazon sexily cooed, relishing in her
clearly superior power over this hulking, macho brute. "Better suck on it
Honey, suck it all in and drink it all down" she continued, as she used her
strong grip on the back of his neck to push him deeper into her thick, hard
pecs. His lips tasting all of the juices this fruit had to offer, in addition
to all of its sweet wet stickiness covering her slowly enveloping breasts. A
few little Ooooohs and Ahhhhs from this powerful young woman, coupled with the
beginnings of her sensual hip thrustings into his totally helpless form, made
Dirk believe she was going to rape him right here and now.......not that
anyone would notice with the state they were all in.......not that anyone
could have stopped her......Until....

"WENDY!" yelled out a female voice from behind in a very scolding manner,
which was followed by the visibly sexed-up musclegirl bouncing off Dirks lap,
trying to cover and clean herself up as well as she possibly could. "Wendy
Margaret Parker, do you have any idea how much trouble youre in young lady!"
further scolded out an older woman, dressed in a soft flowing robe, she
herself standing a few inches taller than the 5'10" raven haired Amazon.

"Im sorry Mom, I was just......"

"Enough! I agreed to give you and your High School friends a place to work and
earn a few extra bucks before school started, and this is what I get" Wendys
Mother continued to berate her in front of the entire cafe, causing the rest
of the patrons within to cease their own sexually charged actions, returning
to back to a normal, breakfast eating state. "Now you collect your friends and
get your butts ready for school, you hear me!" she concluded, giving Wendys
tight, hard butt a Smack as she ran herself away.

"Sorry about that, you know girls, sometimes you feel theyre old enough to be
mature young women......but I guess shes only just turned 17, so I cant be too
hard on her" the older woman spoke out, as she removed her long concealing
robe to show off a body that was nearly identical to Wendys own, only bigger
and even more muscular. Dressed in her own soft, black uniform, which surely
must have been modified to fit her massively muscle packed frame, she looked
like a true Amazon Woman in every conceivable way.

"Shes Only 17???" Dirk shockingly blurted out, amazed beyond believe that she,
and her heroic friends from before apparently, were only in their mid teens,
and she was handling his muscularly powerful form as if he was a child.

"Yes, I had her young Im afraid, as Im only 34 myself, so I have to be hard on
her when I see her "playing around" as she does so often, like she was with
you before.......say, you are a cute, little guy, how old are you now?" she
seductively spoke, as she sexily bounced her giant melon sized breasts up and
down, her nipples clearly hardening with much arousal. This caused Dirk to
bolt out of his seat, while he still had the chance, and run like Hell out of
his one time favorite cafe, his amazement and fear only being superseded by
the incredible feelings of lust and sex coursing throughout his body. "You all
come back now, ya hear!" Wendys Mother yelled after him, which was followed by
a series of laughter from her and the remaining waitresses around her.

At his current panic fueled speed it took him only another few minutes to
reach his apartment, which he hurriedly opened with a stumbling of his keys,
and made his way inside. A cold shower would do him a world of good he
thought, not only serving to chill his still throbbing loins (which had been
on overdrive this morning), but to knock some sense back into his now
shaken-up mind. It was a freak occurrence that he should happen to run into so
many fit to downright musclebound women all in the same morning. Surely a
female bodybuilding convention or show must be in town, which only added to
the loads of super fit females that normally lived in this area of the world.
Thats it, thats the obvious explanation, or so he kept telling himself After a
cold shower and a slow, relaxing toweling off of his gloriously muscle packed
frame, he would feel much better about himself, and would be back to normal
and able to continue on with his day.

And so Dirks morning went, a shower, a feed (as he realized ordering his
breakfast aside, he hadnt a single thing to eat as yet), and a quick changing
into his work clothes (which him being a personal trainer, consisted of yet
another pair of spandex tight fitting bike-shorts and a tank top), and he was
on his way. Trying his best to forget about the events that transpired this
morning, as he drove to work in his prized sports car, subconsciously eyeing
up all of the beautiful females in view, though traveling at such a speed that
he failed to notice that each and every one of them was packing more than a
bit of muscle on their sexy, feminine frames.

Next is part 3. Remember to give Karma if you like this. I will post more stories if you do.
Thanks,

[rodman]

Hopefully this is the last par of this saga. Enjoy!
Life was indeed good again for Dirk, with his confidence back, his body
cleaned and pumped, ready for yet another day at the gym, where he was King,
and all others followed his lead. Yes, things were certainly looking up for
him again, hitting his stride with a smile on his face and his cocky attitude
back in his mind.......that was until he started hearing an unmissable
rattling noise in his car, which began to slow down with each and every
second. Luckily for him he happened to be close enough to one of the nearby
auto garages in the area, and was barely able to coast on in to its car filled
parking lot. Unfortunately for him........well, lets just get to it, shall we.

Dirk looked up at the large sign adorning this auto body shop, Jac's Garage,
"Huh, the K must have fallen off" he quickly thought to himself, before making
his way inside to look for someone to help him. Upon entering, his eyes
spotting a rather large looking man in the background, his back turned to him,
his body covered in a full-bodied grey jumpsuit and matching grey hat. Dirk
could see he was in the middle of handling another car, so he just yelled over
to the clearly busy mechanic, "Hey, its an emergency, it OK if I park my car
in here, you could handle it next?", pointing to an open area within this
heavily stocked garage.

Without even turning around the auto mechanic gave Dirk a thumbs up, still
working on whatever it was he was going to this other car. This was good
enough for our super macho muscleman, who then turned around to head back to
his car, his cell phone in hand as he called his place of employment and told
them he was going to be late due to car trouble. He then drove his car into
the open spot they had previously agreed upon, popped himself out and making
his way back over to the garages sole worker.

"Hey! Hey, Im Looking For Jack!!" Dirk screamed out, which was barely even
heard, as the mechanic was in the middle of using a rather loud piece of
equipment. Frustrated at his inability to get what he wanted, as the busy
worker seemed to not have heard him (or was just plain ignoring him), Dirk
angrily made his way over and grabbed him by his large shoulders (as big as
this completely covered man was, he was still smaller than the musclebound
personal trainer himself) and spun him around to face him. Once face to face
for the first time, Dirk took a few steps back as he realized this huskily
built mechanic was actually not a man at all, but a woman, and an extremely
attractive one at that (grease spotted face and all).

"Whoa, youre a chick??" he immediately blurted out in utter surprise.

"And youre an Asshole, now that weve got that out of the way, what do you
want?" she authoritatively spoke back to him, a bit annoyed that he had so
rudely interrupted her current job.

"Watch the mouth, "Babe". Ive got a car that needs fixing, so why dont you run
along and find me Jack, so I can talk to the boss and see about getting it
worked on"

"First off, Im Jac, no K. My real name is Jacqueline, my friends call me
Jacky, but you can call me Ms. Head Mechanic, Jerk-Off" she spoke back to this
larger and intimidating man without a single ounce of feeling threatened in
the least. Her arms crossed over her now visibly large chest (which was
evident even through her rather big and bulky jumpsuit), taking a stance of
power and authority, which yet again surprised Dirk, as he wasnt yet used to
dealing with such defiance with those he dealt with, especially from the
"Weaker Sex".

"What? Look girlie, I dont care what kind of frigging male oriented job or
title you hold, no one speaks to me like that!" he scolded back, puffing his
own thickly muscled chest out with power and strength, hardening his might
muscles fuller and firmer.

"Ooooooh, is that how you wanna play it, Tough Guy? Well, two can definitely
play That Game" the huskily built garage worker spoke out, puffing her own
chest out, which itself was enough to forcibly push down the zipper to her now
slightly less concealing mechanics outfit. Her breasts puffed out so much, its
forward movements continued to open her uniforms zipper even more, showing off
more than her share of thick, tight, voluptuously hard cleavage. "Bet you
wouldnt think I was a man if you saw me from the front, eh Big Man?" the now
extremely feminine looking mechanic sexily spoke out, removing her work issued
cap from her head, causing her long mane of ebony black hair to flow down and
across her very wide back and shoulders.

Dirks once proud and confident demeanor quickly went south, as he slowly began
to compare this thick and shapely woman before him to the several Amazons of
various shapes and sizes he had run into this morning, which incredibly enough
scared him completely Stiff (in more ways than one).

"Yeah, I bet if you saw these babies first and foremost, you wouldnt be all
"Im Mr. Macho, do what I say or Ill kick your ass", now would you?. Oh, not
because you wouldnt threaten to kick a womans butt, Im sure, but because in my
case, that just aint gonna happen" the sexy garage worker intimidatingly
spoke, as she continued to remove her grease covered, very unflattering and
body covering clothing further and further from her growingly evident solid
and muscle packed frame. Her shoulders looked to be capped with softball sized
muscles, which more than added to her broad backs overall size and shape. Her
chest looked truly massive during its slow and sexy reveal, which soon after
included her firm, tight stomach and thickly muscled arms.

"I bet you though my voluptuous curves was due to fat, maybe I was just some
overweight grease monkey who ate too many Twinkies while under the hood, eh
Little Boy? Well, it doesnt take junk food to build a body like mine, let me
tell you that. You dont get babies like These with ice cream and cup-cakes all
day" Jacky growled out, hitting a Front Double Bicep Shot that made her entire
upper body truly expand with thick and meaty muscles.

"This just cant be happening....." Dirk defeatedly spoke out in a low voice,
as he watched this woman before him flex and harden her body to the level of a
world class powerlifter/bodybuilder. While not being as cut or defined as the
assorted musclegirls he had seen up until now, her physique was bigger and
thicker than any of them - showing off without a shadow of a doubt a level of
muscular size and clearly impressive hardness that was greater than any woman
he had ever seen, and in his business, he felt he had seen them all.

"Oh, its happening Big Boy, its real. 100% real, Grade A, prime cut, sexy as
all Hell female Beef!" she laughed out, enjoying to no end the reaction she
was getting out of this larger, though physically weaker man before her.
Continuing to hit her series of bicep, back and chest poses, she began
flailing her legs around, shaking her hips sexily from side to side, causing
her bulky outfit to fall completely off her lush muscular body and down to the
floor, revealing a set of very exposed legs that made her 18" biceps seem like
toothpicks by comparison. "Ever seen a set of legs like this on a woman, a
strong, sexy, powerful woman? No, I didnt think so. Even where we are, in this
area full of fit and firm little gym bunnies, Im more than sure by your
reaction that youve never seen a set of thighs, quads, hamstrings and calves
like mine, eh Baby?"

She spoke with complete and utter confidence and control, moreso than that,
she spoke the truth. Dirks job had him surrounded with women of all levels of
fitness, and even the strongest he had ever seen (even many of the male
clients he handled and saw working out at his gym) didnt have the leg size,
shape and obvious physical power that this woman before him displayed. Even
without feeling them at all, he could see with his highly trained eyes that
her thighs were about 30" across, and if she was anything like the women (and
teenage girls) that he had encountered earlier this day, her legs would be
strong enough to crack a bowling ball in half between them.

"Hahahaha, my legs are even bigger than your little bean-poles, my little
Muscle Butt. Too much upper body, and not enough overall symmetry workouts for
you, eh Hun?" Jacky teasingly spoke, as she expertly gyrated and flexed her
thickly muscled physique in a variety of sexily hit bodyduilding poses.
"Mmmmm, I can see youre a fan, eh? I cant say Im surprised, the attraction to
physically strong and powerful women is growing and growing and
growing.......just like my muscles......just like your cock" she cooed, making
her way closer to him, pushing her thighs against his own, proving her just
spoken point to a T.

"Look....look, I just want to get out of here, OK? Just, just forget about my
car, and Ill find another garage to......."

"Noooooo, stay here a while. Youre cute, and I do get so few visitors around
here" she erotically whispered, cuddling up closer to his now trembling form,
wrapping her arms and legs around his, encasing him in a massively solid and
powerfully built wall of female muscle. "I can feel your cock get harder
against my abs. I can tell you like how a strong, sexy woman can dominate you,
control you, scare the living Fuck out of you" she arousingly growled into his
ears, giving his body a few little squeezes, which was more than enough to
force out the breath from his lungs, and send waves of pain throughout his
entire quivering form.

His estimation of her strength levels from before were very correct (if not
even a bit under-stating), as even though he was taller, bigger and thicker
muscled than she was, with the exception of her lower body that was, her
overall physical strength was vastly superior to his own - something the
gleefully proved as she held on to his body with the utmost of ease, even
though he was trying with all of his might to escape.

"Whats the matter Cutie, you dont wanna be cuddled up with a big, hard, sexy
Amazon girl? Hee hee hee. My man just loves it when I wrap this body of mine
around him. When I give him a little Muscle Cuddle from his favorite girl,
knowing that at any moment I could do anything I wanted to him, including
putting him out in a sexy little Nighty Nights Chest Smother. Mmmmmm, I bet
youd like one right now, wouldnt you Loverboy?" Jacky tauntingly cooed, giving
his body a few more pulsating squeezes, her attractive face glowing with a
proud, confident smile.

"No.....uhhh.....I have.....uhhhhh......to go......work......." Dirk barely
managed to breath out, his powerfully built torso being slowly crushed to pulp
into this Amazons massively muscled chest.

"Oh thats right, your car needs a little fixing, now doesnt it. How I can be
so forgetful?" she taunted him further, as she removed her tightly wrapped
body from around his, laughing as all he could do at this point was fall to
his knees and regain his much needed breath. "Now where is she? Ah, here she
is. Whoooo, what a beauty, I bet you make some pretty big bucks being a
personal trainer in this part of the world, eh Stud?" she continued to play
with her man as she strode on over to his nearby car, clearly guessing his
occupation from the gym oriented clothing he was wearing.

"Lets see, what can we find out here" she spoke out, giving the tires a few
playful kicks as she made her way around his vehicle, giggling as its "light",
sporty frame shook and bounced from either side as she did so. "The tires seem
to be alright, lets just see what youve got underneath, shall we?" she cooed
with a teasing tone and a little smile, as she bent her clearly exposed form
down, purposely showing off her amazingly curvaceous, perfectly shaped,
thickly muscled physique to her clearly captivated (aka terrified) male
patron.

With a sexy little grunt, the super muscled auto mechanic powered down with
her legs, grabbed hold of the bottom rim of the back end of his car, and
forcefully lifted it clear off the ground, as high as her arms could reach.
"Ahhh, there you go, its a broken axle. See, right there, in the middle of the
bottom end of your car" Jacky authoritatively spoke out, angling the back end
of the car towards Dirks still laying down form. He was now sure this couldnt
be happening, as no woman on Earth, not even one this big and thickly muscled,
could have such tremendous physical strength and unreal power. Though before
today he had no idea a buff fitness chick could outrun him like he was barely
moving, or a High School female bodybuilder could nearly rape him in public
either, but they too happened nonetheless.

"My God.......I....I cant believe it.....I......" he uttered out in shock and
amazement, watching as this voluptuously muscle packed woman held the back end
of his car off the ground with incredible ease, completely helpless to do
anything to stop her.

"What? You think Im lying to you? Some people, just dont trust anyone anymore"
she teasingly spoke out, mockingly believing that he was speaking about her
cars assessment over her lush hardbodied physiques physical display. "Well,
here, take look for youself then" she sexily breathed out, followed by several
more grunts of effort, as she maneuvered herself exactly in the middle of
Dirks prized automobile, and powering down with her entire body, lifted it
completely off the floor with her superhumanly strong physique holding it high
above her head. "See, right there, that loose bit at the end" Jacky taunted
out, continuing to display her unreal physical power by not only holding his
car above her, but shaking it to and fro to point out the obviously loose part
underneath.

Dirk was simply beside himself, his once powerful and confident form was
reduced now to a frightened, little child by this supremely powerful woman.
Watching her handle not only him, but his entire steel hard car, not only
scared the ever loving Crap out of him, put oddly enough turned him on to no
end at the same time. He couldnt help but feel as he had so often this day,
that he longed to dive right into this thick and shapely musclegirl with all
of his sexual might, ravishing her with all of his erotically charged strength
and power - though knowing full well that doing so would mean her unreal
hardness wrapped around him in turn, and that would surely mean the end of
him, once and for all.

So he did the only thing he could do when faced with an incredibly attractive,
amazingly sexual, super-powered Amazon woman holding his car high above her
head.......he ran, with all the strength his still shaking legs could carry
him, and not for the first time this day at that. Caring nothing about the
well-being or return of his vehicle, only for the safety and sanity of
himself, Dirk ran at his top speed out of this incredibly strange and bizarre
environment, hoping to get as far away from such a woman as
possible......though try as he might, he soon learned that such hopes were
simply not going to happen for him this day.

His only thoughts at this point were to get his life back on track, and that

End of part 3,
Sorry one more part.

[rodman]

Now for the next part;

His only thoughts at this point were to get his life back on track, and that
meant getting him to the place where he was supposed to be, a place he was in
charge, where he was the boss. So Dirk made off with all of his remaining
energy to his gym, and while it was still nearly 10 miles away from his
current location, he felt such traveling such a distance (and in record time,
if possible) was certainly something that was within the limits of what his
extremely fit, and thickly muscled body could handle. Though on his way he
couldnt help but notice the growing number of people moving all around him,
making their way about to start their own day as the early morning light
called forth the start of a new day. Nothing unusual at all really, and
normally no cause for alarm at all, with the exception of one thing that
caught Dirks eye with obvious ease - every single female he saw, every girl,
every woman, every one of them, appeared to have a body that was amazingly
shaped, strong as steel, and hard as stone.

Just like his own previous experiences this morning, they ranged from the
super athletic looking to the buff fitness level, to bodybuilder type
physiques and beyond. Every single woman he laid his gaze upon, which at this
point was utterly impossible to avoid, looked like a strong, fit, hardbodied
Amazon. All of which with a facial beauty to match their obvious physical
perfection, and none of them shy about using all that they had to their
fullest, and then some.

Even a blind man could have spotted these assortment of women all around the
place, using their amazingly firm, incredibly fit hardbodies in all sorts of
different ways. During his first few miles travel Dirk noticed a grouping of
men and women still out on the town from the night before. The women, all
dressed in sexy, hot party-girl outfits, were holding their male partners in
tight, almost crushing, bearhugs, while pressing their lips into their clearly
frightened faces. Their larger male forms being held totally off the ground,
the girls super strength using their bodies in any way they desired.
Continuing a few more minutes down this same road, Dirk noticed another group
of young party girls still out from their late nights fun, laughing and
taunting an equal sized group of men in a car - which was being bounced from
one side to the other due to these super strong females playful pushes and
sexy shoves.

Within the next several miles of his quickening jog/run to work, he noticed a
group of High School girls and boys making their way to school. Nothing
unusual at all for this time of day, with the exception of the girls carrying
the guys (who while being bigger, were still much weaker than their female
friends) on their backs, shoulders and arms; these powerfully built, perfectly
sculpted, muscle hardened teenage girls skipping, dancing and laughing along
as if they had a light schoolbag on their backs, and nothing more. The boys on
the other hand seemed to like it (or at least have learned to accept it at
this point), and were all having fun displaying these young Amazons strength
and obvious physical superiority over them on their way to school.

A bit further along he passed an Elementary School and spotted a similar
grouping of boys and girls, though them being several years younger than the
ones he had watched a few minutes earlier. Another difference between these
two teenage, school-going groups was their demeanor and attitudes, as while
the older, more mature, kids seems to all be getting along and having a great
time, these younger children were having anything but.......the boys that was.
This gathering of barely teenage girls were laughing and giggling aloud with
glee, as they used their vastly stronger forms to bully, taunt and tease (aka
lift, throw, squeeze and crush) the grouping of equally aged boys around them.
Even outnumbered two to one, even though each of these young boys seemed to be
bigger than the girls themselves, these young Amazons had bodies built of
solid rock, with clearly bulging curves and more than evident (albeit smaller)
amounts of muscle as well.

Dirk was on the verge of helping these younger boys against their super fit
female tormentors, though before he could make a move towards them a young
girl in that group caught his eye, and as if she was reading his mind, turned
to face his still jogging form, picked up a steel-hard metal trash can lid
nearby, and mangled it to pulp within her super strong grip. Without any words
at all, just a massively powerful display and a look of control and dominance
in her eyes, this 13 year old supergirl intimidated the Hell out of Dirk to
the point where he just kept on running, pretending with all of his will that
he wasnt hearing the screaming of young teenage boys and an equally loud
giggling of barely teen girls.

Such sights and sounds, were just too much for this one time super confident,
arrogant and macho muscleman, so with all of his strength and power he bolted
on down the last leg of his journey, and before too long made it to his
intended destination. He hurriedly opened the main door to his gym, swiftly
slamming it closed as he then spent the next several minutes regaining his
breath, as even his own amazing level of fitness had been pushed to the test,
and its limits, due to the unimaginable events that had encompassed his day so
far.

Not wanting to appear nervous or worried in front his gym co-workers or its
clientèle, Dirk stayed in the relative safety of the hidden-away opening
hallway, which lead into the welcoming reception area, until his calm and cool
attitude again took control over him, and he felt ready to continue on with
his day and face the world again. He had no plans to talk to anyone about what
was happening to him, for fear that they may think him completely mad, and
that it would dent his tough guy, in-charge reputation hed worked so hard to
maintain. So when the time was right, Dirk took a deep breath and strutted his
way inside his gym, his world, ready to pretend this entire morning had never
happened.

Ahhhh, the sounds of home, he closed his eyes and breathed in, as the clangs
of metal against metal, the grunts and groans of exertion from those working
out within, the smell of hard fought sweat from the assortment of gym-goers,
all brought him back down to reality and made him feel whole again. Dirk was
now in his domain, and no one was going to take that away from him, no one was
going to make him feel emasculated, embarrassed, or physically inferior here
or ever again...........that was, until he opened his eyes, and saw something
that made his heart freeze solid, and his blood run cold.

As expected from the sounds and scents of his much loved gym, the place with
filled with avid weightlifters and exercise buffs of all shapes and sizes, and
while he wasnt surprised in the least to find women pumping the iron and
working out in this locales various stations and areas, it was the ratio of
men to women that was throwing him for a loop.......that, and the array of
actual exercises these women were in fact doing. His gym had always welcomed
the avid female fitness buff, the hotter the hardbody the better was Dirks
motto in fact and gawking at such females was one of the best parts of his
working day - though today it seemed that for every male musclehead that was
pushing their bodies to the extreme, there was at least four women doing the
exact same thing, only to a much higher degree.

Such a 4 to 1 ratio of members was hardly cause for alarm, even as recent as
yesterday Dirk could recall, though it was usually the males that very much
outnumbered the females, not the other way around as it was here and now. Not
only this, but the women here was all thickly muscled, rock solid, steel hard
Amazons (surprise, surprise), hoisting and lifting and pushing around weights
that even he could barely move, and they were doing so for several reps at a
time. To make matters worse, no one but he seemed to notice anything odd or
peculiar about it in the least. Walking through the gym, with the sounds of
metal echoing all about him, he could see everyone behaving as normal, hitting
out their usual morning workouts as if nothing was out of place at all (all of
which made Dirk feel even more that he was going crazy and on the verge of
losing it)

Fit, shapely women a good deal smaller than he was were seen bench pressing
twice his maximum weight for reps. Female bodybuilder type physiques pumping
out bicep curls using 200 pound dumbbells with near ease, fitness girls
running on the treadmills at a speed that he had no idea the treadmills could
even reach. Thick female thighs and quads leg pressing not only entire weight
ranks, but several willing buff males as well. Womanly lats and backs that
exploded with power with each and every pull up, which was only made the more
difficult with several hundred pounds of weights chained to their waists for
extra resistance. Donkey calf raises, done so by gorgeous girls that looked no
older than 20, doing so with boyfriends on their perfectly rounded glutes for
resistance - each male being easily twice the size of their gorgeous young
girlfriends, though Dirk knew beyond the shadow of a doubt they were in fact
many times weaker nonetheless.

How could this be? When did this happen? Why is no one else noticing?? All of
these feelings and then some kept flowing through his brain, causing panic to
fill his body and a paleness to flow over his face. Feeling his legs starting
to lose their support of his hulkingly powerful frame, Dirk made his way to
the nearest exercise station and instinctively shoved off its much smaller
male occupant (something he was all too used to doing to those men who were
weaker and inferior to him), providing him a much needed seat and a place to
rest for the moment. So he sat on the leg extension machine, doing his best to
calm himself down, his eyes closed, his thoughts on his life before today, his
mind trying to distance itself from the here and now to the best of its
abilities........though just wasnt in the cards for him, as it was only a
matter of seconds before Dirk was in fact brought back down to reality, by an
incredibly soft, though quite angry, female voice.

"What In The Hell do you think youre doing?" came out from just a few feet
away, which upon opening his eyes he spotted a massively muscular blond
kneeling on the ground, cuddling up the weedy looking man he had just thrown
off this machine within her totally engulfing physique. "Awwww, you OK
Sweet-ums? Shhhhhh, its OK, Karlas here, shes gonna take care of you
now......and that mean ole man over there" she comfortingly cooed into his
ears, nursing the tears from his eyes as she nearly smothered his head inside
her thickly muscled pecs.

"Hey, look, I help run this place, so I can pretty much do what I
want.......besides, Im not having the best of days here. So why dont you take
your little.....whatever.....and beat it, OK!" Dirk scolded out, automatically
reverting to his old self, doing alittle too good a job in forgetting what was
going on with him this day, and not only him, but every single woman he ran
into as well.

"Oooooo, youre just a big Brute!" the super buff blond barbell babe yelled
back, raising up now to his height, with her much smaller man cradled in her
truly enormous arms. Dressed in a barely there, two piece black spandex
workout outfit, her thick and muscular body was visible for all to see,
something Dirk was now taking more account of, especially as its muscles
seemed to be expanding and hardening with each furious breath she took. "You
deserve to be spanked for treating my poor little man like you did. You think
just because youre bigger and stronger than someone, that you can do anything
you want to them? How dare you just push him off his machine, especially when
he was going for a new record, werent you Baby?" she cooed to her man, who
softly nodded his head in agreement.

Dirk looked at the machine, locked into the minimum 20 pound position, and
laughed back "HA, youre kidding right? This has gotta be some kind of joke
here. You expect me to believe a super hot and sexy muscle woman like you is
into a geeky, little nerd who cant even leg extend 20 Frigging Pounds!" he
barked out harshly, causing the weak little man in her arms to start crying
again, which was soon wiped away by her surrounding walls of muscle.

"So you dont think big, strong, muscle girls can fall in Love with weak little
guys, huh? Well let me tell you Mister, Ive had my share of big, hunky,
musclebound jerks like you before, and None of them did the things to me that
my little Melvin here does" she squeaked out in her high pitched voice (a
stark contrast from her truly massively hard body), as she cuddled her man
into her lusciously firm breasts even more. Karla then slowly released her
hold over him, gently lowering him back down to his feet, after which doing so
Dirk noticed that she was at nearly a foot taller than him, and at an equal
height to his own 6' 3".

"Let me tell you what else, men like my little Sweetie know how to appreciate
a woman like me. He knows how to treat me right, with respect, like a Woman.
Not out of fear, but out of love........not to mention hes got a cock that
would make that limp twig you call a dick look like a match-stick" the
beautifully muscular woman breathed out, moving her body right in front of
Dirks, cupping his balls in her right hand, using her left to hold him
completely still and unable to back away in the least.

With a devious smile on her face, and a wicked look in her eyes, this sexy
Amazon woman continued to squeeze his cock in her all powerful hand, while
crushing his body into her steely frame with her other one. All the while
teasing his inability to stop her, taunting his weak, little baby boy muscles,
threatening him that if he ever even looked at poor Melvin again, she would
break every bone in his body......slowly. Dirk on the other hand could do
absolutely nothing, as his once powerful physique was vastly inferior to the
strength her pumped and pulsating muscles contained. Yet again he was being
dominated, intimidated, controlled and downright manhandled by a woman who
while was obviously incredibly strong looking, displayed a level of power he
didnt think anyone on Earth could attain (yet it seemed to be all too common
this day - all in the female sex that was)

Just before his final breath was upon him, just as his eyes were about to
forcibly close for the final time, he noticed her thin little man whisper
something in her ears, something that got them both smiling huge grins, and
managed to make her nipples so erect they felt like they were going to pierce
his own massively muscled chest any second.

"Mmmmmmm, it seems me giving you a little Muscle Cuddle has gotten my Babys
thick cock all hard and throbbing again, so were gonna have to end our session
a bit early, Stud" the woman softly spoke into Dirks ears, gyrating against
his body with growing levels of arousal, knowing that having sex with her
would practically break him in two, and wondering how in the Hell she could do
so with her guy and not crush him to dust. "But just in case you need alittle
reminder of what I said before......" the buxom bodybuilding blond softly
spoke out, as she gave his torso a tight, sudden squeeze, nearly breaking
several of his ribs with her incredibly superior might.

With that, the oozing with sex Amazon picked up her man yet again, and carried
him away to find a quiet place for them to have some "sexy alone time" in.
Dirk was left there, holding the left side of his chest with his right hand,
imagining how this day could possibly get any worse, dreading the thoughts of
what could possibly happen next, as he sat back down on the leg extension
machine, the newfound pain in his chest a strong reminder of what else could
be in store for him today if he didnt do something about it, and fast.

So after another few seconds Dirk swiftly bolted his way back up to his feet,
a harsh shot of agony pulsing through his chest, he turned towards the
direction he came in just minutes ago, and proceeded to make his way back out.
He would call a cab as soon as he got to the reception area, and wait for it
to take him home, there he would stay until this unreal and utterly bizarre
day ended, surely tomorrow bringing him back to the normalcy he knew and
loved. Unfortunately for him, just as he made it out of the main weight room,
passed the several steam-room and sauna areas, and into the full, spacious
waiting area, complete with phone for him to use, he heard yet another
feminine voice behind him, which as so often happened today, sent shivers of
ice racing through his veins.

"Mr. Masterson?" spoke out a soft little voice, which caused Dirk to quickly
turn around to face her, again sending a few bolts of pain from his chest
outward. A woman in her upper 20s stood just before the visibly nervous
personal trainer, dressed in a baggy pair of navy blue sweats, looking a good
deal shorter than him, and at about 110 pounds at best. A vast contrast from
the wild assortment of supergirls and Amazon women he had been spending the
day bumping into, she looked shy, quiet and most importantly, Normal.
"Uh.....Im Stacy.....Stacy Jones. We had an appointment for today, an initial
evaluation and then off for my workout?" she softly spoke, trying to revive
Dirks memory, as his puzzled look to her made her question whether she had the
right day at all.


Still not the end. Stay tuned!

[rodman]

Let's continue the story. Part 5;

"Uh.....yes, yes Mrs. Jones, yes I remember meeting with you last week. Of
course, you wanted to firm and tone up a bit before your sisters wedding,
right?" he returned, smiling that he could now remember something before this
strange day, and that he had finally bumped into a woman that was shorter than
5' 8", and wasnt bulging with muscles.

"Yes, thats right. My sisters getting married, and you know how that goes,
into the Bridal Party I go, so I want to look nice. Think you can help?"

"Oh, Im sure we can do alittle something, if you were willing to put the work
into it " he spoke with an unusual amount of kindness and courtesy (for him
anyway), as he lead Stacy away from their reception area and into a more
private evaluation room. "Now, I remember you saying youve never worked out
before, and that youd like to start out light, not interested in getting too
big and bulky, is that it?" he eagerly spoke, relishing in the fact that he
was actually around a woman that not only was muscular, but had no interest in
becoming one.

"Yes, thats right" Stacy replied, as she started to remove her over-sized
sweat suit, to reveal a good looking and shapely, though hardly muscle packed,
frame underneath. Dirks grin got even wider upon seeing Stacy in her normal
fitting T-shirt and casual shorts, spotting not even a hint of muscularly cut
definition or striations, and just the right amount of soft feminine curves
for a woman of her age and build. Perfect!

And so Dirk went through the usual opening series of questions for a first
time gym-goer, taking down her measurements, verbally accessing her physical
abilities, and within a half hours time, she was ready for her first workout,
lead by a man who was looking at her as his Saving Grace. He then lead her
back into the metal clanging, sweat smelling gym, doing his best to ignore
every single Amazonian vision of strength and power along his way, stopping at
a nearby (and familiar) station for a starting set of leg presses (at Stacys
request, as it was the main bodypart she wished to focus on). Seeing that
someone was there, another thickly muscled woman and a much lesser built male
friend, Dirk learned his lesson from his previous encounter and patiently
waited until they were done, before gesturing his new pupil to take her seat,
as he set the machine up for an opening set of 30lbs.

"Now this should be a nice starting weight for you, just give it a slight lift
up, unclasp the locks on the sides, and then lift and lower the weight. Well
start you off with 10 reps for now" he authoritatively spoke. With an excited
smile of her face, which quickly turned serious and focused on her first of
hopefully many workouts to come, the attractive young woman did as she was
instructed, and pumped out a swift series of 10 in as many seconds.

"Uh, I know you know what youre doing here, but I think your machine might be
broken. I mean, I didnt feel any resistance at all on those. It was almost
like they werent even there, my legs arent tired or burning at all......is
that right?" she puzzlingly made out.

"Yes, well I guess your legs are a bit stronger than they look. Not
surprisingly, as most women have strong legs, especially in their thighs, due
to a lower set of hips for child birth and all that. Lets see how you do with
this....." Dirk continued on, adding double the amount of weight to her rack,
knowing that as easily and she blew out her first set, these should certainly
be within her range, while giving her a nice little first set pump. Of course
he didnt know how right (and wrong) he was, as with her first set of 10 with
the 30 pound weights, she did the exact same thing with her now 60 pounds,
just as quickly and just as easily.

"So it is supposed to be this easy, or am I working up to my goal weight
here?" she asked yet again, this time with a wide smile, frustrating her
trainer in his inability to properly estimate an effective starting weight for
his newest client, as well as her growingly teasing manner towards his highly
expert training skills.

"Dont want to burn you out too easily now. Youd be surprised at how many
people, women especially, come to the gym only to push themselves too hard and
quit after their first workout" he gruffly replied back.

"Oh, I dont mind, Id like to see what I can do, so dont be afraid to give it
to me, I promise you, Im no quitter, and Im tougher than I look" she proudly
spoke, with another wide grin across her casual, yet quite beautiful, face.

"Ah, well if you want me to give it to you......" Dirk made out, putting plate
after additional plate on the leg press machine, ".......then thats just what
Ill do" he concluded, ending with another doubling of her weight to 120
pounds, which was now a bit heavier than her own bodyweight, something that
should provide its share of strain and exertion on her lighter, untrained,
average built body........how wrong could one man be in a single day?

Just as easily as she did her first few sets, Stacy pumped out this latest
one, in the end giving Dirk a sharp jab at how she still didnt feel as if any
weight was on the other end, joking which made him increasingly angered,
causing him to raise her weight yet again, doubling it one more time to the
final count of 240 pounds - a weight he would have thought utterly impossible
for a physically inexperienced woman with a her physique capable of so much as
budging, though about 20 seconds later, as had happened so often this day thus
far, the impossible was now becoming reality.

"Did I forget to mention that the women in my family have naturally strong
legs?" Stacy chuckled out with a smile, as she lowered her newest set of
weights again, this time with a noticeably loud Clang!, watching with pride as
Dirks face was turning red with frustration and anger.

"It cant be.......shes not even big or muscular.......she just, an average
woman......how......how could she........how could they all be so strong??"
thought the once arrogant and powerfully built muscleman to himself, staring
down at this woman with barely a noticeable ounce of muscle on her, yet was
proving to be pound-for-pound much stronger than he himself was.

"Awwwww, dont be mad, Im sure if you put it all on, Ill really have to push
myself then" Stacy tauntingly spoke, daring him to load the leg press machine
to its Max., which in the state he was in, he was only too happy to do. When
all was said and done, nearly 500 pounds of metal plate was laid on the other
end of this machine, giving Dirk more of a workout in loading it all up than
his new pupil had shown during her entire time here.

"There......you have the entire machine loaded up.......lets see what you can
do now, Little Girl!" he growled out, no longer in the mood to hide his
attitude any longer, this day getting the better of him once more.

"Hmmmmm, I may be a "little girl" but Im willing to bet Im still more than a
match for any man you know" she growled out, then turning her head forward,
giving a serious look of intensity at the massive amount of weight before her
(nearly 5 times her own bodyweight), and with a few starting puffs, began to
tighten her entire body, putting all of its strength into her growingly
shapely and super strong legs.

Even with all of the amazing physical feats he had seen, and felt, from the
assortment of super powerful women this day, each and every new one seemed to
send waves of shock and awe throughout his entire body even still. He was now
not only watching a woman, who appeared to be barely over 100 pounds at a
height of 5' 5" tall, leg press an entire stack of weights, doing so not only
easier than he himself could, but doing so beyond the previously agreed upon
set of 10 reps, ending her final workout on this machine with a solid 20
lifts, before slowly lowering the massive weights back down and locking it
onto its starting position.

"Ahhhhhh, now That, I felt. Maybe we should start at that weight next time,
and have you and some of the other guys jump on for the next few sets?" the
amazingly powerful, though physically normal looking, woman spoke with a
smile, as she bounced off the machine with such energy it was as if her legs
werent strained at all. Dirk was beside himself, his mind barely grasping the
concept of how powerful the vast amount of thick and muscled females he met up
with today were, now he had to deal with a woman with little to no actual
muscle tone at all moving around weight that would tax even his steel hard,
muscle packed legs. "Mmmmmm, thatll be great for getting my legs nice and
toned, perfect for the Brides Maid dress my sister picked out........though,
its also a strapless, and I know my shoulders could use alittle tightening.
What do you say?" Stacy spoke, excitedly bouncing up and down on the balls of
her feet before him, as a child would, anxiously awaiting to continue her
"fun".

"Well......uh......for shoulders we can try some....."

"Oooooh, shoulder presses, yes I see a free seat over there. Come on!" she
gleefully made out, grabbing her trainers hand and pulling him across the busy
gym to their desired location. Her strength was such that this muscular
personal trainer couldnt resist her forward movements if he tried, it was as
if he was tied to the back end of a bus, as his much larger (though vastly
weaker and inferior) body had no choice but to deal with being dragged along
to the best of its abilities.

"Say, you sure youve never worked out before?" he asked her with a puzzled
look across his bewildered face.

"Nope, well not officially really. Just me and my sisters doing the standard
little rough-housing that young girls do when we were growing up. Im actually
the smallest one in my family, my sister, the one whos getting married, is
about 5' 9", going on 170 pounds (though shell tell you shes 165), and built
pretty much like every other girl in here. Big, strong, and lots of muscles"
Stacy continued to speak, her obvious pride in her and her family easily
showing through. "Good thing Walter, thats her fiancée, is into sexy Amazon
women, eh?.......good thing for him, I think" she giggled out in a high
pitched voice.

"Yeah, why dont we just get started here, OK?" Dirk rudely spoke back, his
obvious distaste and annoyance at anything remotely linked to strong women
with powerful hard bodies (a far cry from his attitude of this topic before
today) clearly showing through even more.

"Sure Cutie, youre the boss" Stacy chuckled out yet again, as she took her
seat on the flat bench before her, watching Dirks tight, round, cute as Hell
butt as he walked a few feet away to where the dumbbells were stacked,
grabbing a set of 15's in each hand, as he turned around and made his way back
to her. Sure she obviously had amazingly strong legs, but her arms looked like
any other womans, while not fat at all, they also had no muscle tone or shape
to them either. So he returned with a set of weights he felt a woman of her
upper body size (minus her chest, which was extremely sizable for someone of
her stature), and handed them off to her, holding them still until she had
them within her steel hard grasp.

"Youre kidding, right? I mean, I know I dont have the muscles of one of these
buff gym bunnies or Amazon women here, but Id like to think I can do a bit
more than this" she defiantly spoke back, bouncing and tossing her weights
around as if they were little more than feathers to her.

"Mrs. Jones, youve hired me to be in charge of your workouts, if you dont want
to take my suggestions, than maybe you should just carry on by yourself" Dirk
near growled out.

"Oooooo, so feisty you are, I like that in my men. OK then, if you think I
should start out with these, Ill do as you say.......for now" she laughed out,
having a ball during her first of surely many more workouts to come. So,
following her instructors "orders", Stacy took the proper starting position,
and then continued to raise and lower her barely-there weights, showing about
as much effort in doing so as if she was handling no resistance at all.

As with her previous exercise, she hit her scheduled 10 reps with ease,
handing her dumbbells back to her trainer, who went back to the nearby rack to
get a hold of her next set.....and her next set.....and her next set. Each set
of 10 with weights that were heavier than the last, each time he would watch
as this incredibly strong woman hit her mark each and every time, handing them
back to him when finished to start their routine all over again. So heavy in
fact did her weights become, that Dirk himself was huffing and puffing with
physical effort just gathering them from her and switching them off with yet
another heavier pair.

Upon his final set, a series of 150 pound dumbbells (which he had to carry
over to her one at a time, resting one on her super firm lap while he
retrieved the other one) he was sure this would be her last one, as he noticed
she showed some effort on her last set from the 100 pounders he had given her
prior, so this latest set of massively heavy weight would surely be her final
attempt and her maximum reached.

Stacy held the wide metal plated dumbbells on either side of her head, and
with a few grunts of effort and a serious look on her face, she amazingly
began to lift them up as high as her arms could reach and then back down
(muscling it down, not letting gravity help her out there) to her shoulders.
Again and again she would pump her arms and shoulders, showing off strength
that was impressive for even her personal trainer (especially after so many
previous sets of 10 thus far), until the seemingly impossible
happened.....this superhumanly powerful woman, holding these truly formidable
dumbbells still by her shoulders, could lift them no more. Stuck on her 6th
rep, she seemed to have reached her limits, something that was clearly evident
from her tense and reddening face, just as Dirks joy was as visible from his
wide, devious grin.

"Come on, you can do it, just a few more and youre done. You want those
shoulders to shine in your special dress, now dont you?" he goaded Stacy on,
pushing her beyond her limits, which were amazingly impressive for a woman of
her height and build, to say the very least.

"I......I cant......its too heavy......I need help......" she grunted out,
holding the weights by her shoulders, which considering how heavy they were
was quite a physical feat in and of itself. "Please......grab on to my wrists
and help me....." she could barely make out, as it seemed it was taking every
remaining ounce of her strength to hold these 150 pound dumbbells in their
current position.

Satisfied in her crying out for help, needing him to come to her rescue, Dirk
took his supportive position behind Stacys perfectly straight back, leaning
over her shoulders with an arrogant smile, as he grabbed tight onto each of
her wrists, giving him the much needed extra support and power to hoist her
dumbbells up a few more times, after which he would gather from her and gloat
at her inability to complete her last set, giving him his first physical (or
was that mental) victory over the female sex this day.........unfortunately
for Dirk, things didnt go quite as he had planned, as as soon as he had begun
to use his incredible strength to assist in these heavy weights lifting, he
felt her arms power up so fast and strong that he himself was now being lifted
off the ground. His entire body now supported in the air, along with 300
pounds of hard metal, just from her barely toned, not at all muscular, arms.

"Ahhhhhh, looks like Ive got my second wind, eh Sweets" Stacy spoke out with a
huge smile, looking up at Dirks fear filled face, as she was supporting his
clumsily balanced frame, and much more, high above her head. "Yes, I think Im
feeling much better now, dont you agree? Hee hee" she giggled out, lifting and
lowering this unreal amount of weight, supported totally by her superpowered
arms and round, firm shoulders. "10.....11.....12....." and so on, this
teasing little Amazon woman breathed out, holding her much heavier trainers
body tight within her grasp, held completely helpless in her amazing power and
incredible strength. To add further insult to injury, as she could now see
more and more of the gyms clientèle looking over at them both, knowing how
embarrassed and humiliated Dirk himself must be feeling, Stacy then gave off a
loud and heavy Grunt, as she pushed up with her legs, standing herself up
straight and tall (for her 5' 5" frame anyway). Smiling with glee and glowing
with pride as she continued to pump, pump, pump her unreal weight up and down,
relishing in the eyes of those who couldnt help but stare (even though most
every one of them was either a woman capable of doing such feats herself, or
was a man who was with one of them) With another few pumps the crowds harmless
looking turned into harsh, wild laughter, causing Dirks face to grow fiery
red, utterly defeated and extremely humiliated.

Taking well more than his share of laughter, Dirk was then lowered down to the
ground, slow and controlled, which was followed by Stacy making her own way to
the massive assortment of weights on the nearby rack, placing down her 150
pound dumbbells with amazing control and strength, before returning back to
her instructors visibly angered form. "All in good fun, eh Sexy?" she spoke
out, extending a single hand out in friendship. Though in the state Dirk was
in he would have none of that, he was no ones fool, not even the absurd amount
of freakishly powerful women that happened to be rising up everywhere in his
life this day. So with a furious roar, and a swiftness in his step, he stomped
his way out of the gyms main weight area, and into one of the nearby series of
locker rooms, in any attempt to find some peace and quiet to cool himself
down.

Sorry still more.. to come.

[rodman]

Finally the last part!!
Unfortunately that just wasnt going to happen, as within a minute of him
entering the large, unoccupied storage area, the source of his current
frustration, cute little Amazon Stacy, followed him inside. A wide smile
across her glowing face, her hands innocently tucked behind her back,
thrusting her ample and perfectly rounded breasts up and out to the point
where the lower end of her T-Shirt was being lifted up, showing off just a
hint of her tight, flat stomach.

"What the Fuck do you want! Get the Hell out of my face!" Dirk yelled out in
anger to this adorable little, super strong pixie before him.

"Temper, temper. You wouldnt want your mouth getting your body into trouble,
now would you?" she teasingly giggled out, moving closer to her hulking
personal trainers confused and bewildered form. "As for what I want, well I
just want to apologize for humiliating you out there as I did. That wasnt
right at all, I was being a bit of a bully, and I just want to say Im Sorry"
she continued in a heartfelt tone, extending her hand out to be shaken in
return.

Dirk was so angry at this much smaller, though incredibly stronger, young
woman before him, he could barely look her in the eyes (which were staring
back at him with a powerful, authoritative glare), and while he would have
liked nothing better than to grab her by the shoulders and Slam her into one
of the many sets of lockers around them, punishing her for making him look
like a fool - though seeing what she had just done, seeing what every single
woman he ran into today was physically capable of, his reason overrode his
rage, and he did the only thing he could, he extended his hand back to meet
Stacys own. A quick handshake, and this would all be over, allowing him to
take the rest of the day off and head on home with much haste, staying (aka
hiding) in bed until this nightmare world (which at one point he would have
looked at as Paradise) had ended. A good plan to be sure.....though not
exactly what Stacy had in mind.

Upon reaching out and grasping onto her single, out-stretched hand, he
realized immediately how tight and strong her grip was, something that should
hardly be surprising considering what he had just seen her do (though it was
to him nonetheless) Within seconds Stacys beautiful grin widened as she
started giggling out in a girlish tone, which was followed with slight
crackling noises coming from their enclosed grip, more specifically from Dirks
much larger hand.

"What can I say Big Boy, I guess Ive got a bit of a Crush on you" the petite
powerhouse laughed out, as she continued to squeeze in on his grip, which was
reaching a level so tight, so hard, so powerful, that Dirk had no choice but
to fall to his knees in pain before here. "Awwwww, are we getting ready to pop
the big question? Well, wont my sister be surprised that shes not the only one
getting married in the near future. Hee hee hee"

Dirk was speechless, other than his grunts and groans of pain and effort, as
he tried with all of his might to free himself from this womans seemingly
unbreakable grip. He was reminded of the numerous times he himself had done
this to a smaller, weaker men in an attempt to humiliate or bully them, and
how glorious it felt to use his superior strength and power to make others
feel inferior and pathetic - the irony was definitely not lost on him here and
now.

"Let go.....you fucking.....bitch!" he growled out through gritted teeth, as
the look of agony across his face was equaled only by the sounds of continued
crunching coming from his hand.

"Ooooooh, now that wasnt very nice, was it?" Stacy scolded out, in a playful
tone. "But yes, youre right, Ill stop and let you up before I go too far. I
mean, you wouldnt be a very good escort if I broke your hand to pieces, now
would you?" Stacy giggled out, releasing her grip and freeing this much
bigger, more muscular man.

"Escort......what escort....what the Hell...."

"Why my date to my sisters upcoming wedding, of course. Youre just so adorable
and hunky, its going to be so much fun showing you off to my family;
especially my other sisters, as they just Love you big, thick, musclebound
studs.......love to Crush anyway" she continued on with her intimidatingly
teases, as Dirk rose back to his feet, towering over this tiny Amazon woman.
"But dont worry, Ill stop them if they get too rough with you, one broken bone
a piece and thats it, I promise. Bet youre glad I only have 4 sisters, now
arent you?"

"Wha....I.....Im not going to any wedding with you, what the Fuck are you
talking about?"

"Oh, I think I might just be able to change your mind a bit there, Sexy
Boy......" Stacy cooed, as she instantly shot her right hand to the side,
punching a hole through one of the metal locker doors next to her, and ripping
it clean off its hinges and onto the floor in a matter of seconds, ".......as
Im sure you can see, I can be Very Persuasive. Heh heh" she concluded the next
lesson of her vast female superiority, making her way closer to Dirks
dumbstruck form.

"Get The Fuck Away From Me!!" he yelled out, his days long accumulation of
frustration, anger and confusion all now exploding in a fit of unbridled rage,
which was followed by a single punch of his powerfully muscled arm, right into
Stacys amazingly firm, though hardly 6-Pack, stomach.

THUD! Made an echoing sound all over the room, as fist met flesh, Dirk pulling
his hand back, painfully flicking his fingers around and staring at Stacys
form, still advancing towards him, still with a cute little smile on her
attractive face. THUD! THUD! THUD!, went three more shots, all from his now
only good hand (as other one was still smarting from their earlier handshake),
all bouncing off her incredibly tight and hard body with virtual ease.

"Hey, easy there Tiger, I dont want to have to explain to my family why Both
of your hands are bandaged up......besides, Im going to need at least one of
those hands in good working order for what Ive got planned for us now!
Grrrrrrrr!" she growled out, as she tossed Dirks hopelessly overpowered form
over her shoulders, and ran into a special private area of this locker room,
made especially for such occasions.

Stacy then ripped off his clothes as if they were tissue paper,
animalistically doing the same to hers as well, before jumping all over him
for some Amazonian Sex that neither of them would ever forget. She growled and
roared over his easily defeated (and easily aroused) form, holding him down,
maneuvering him into any position she wanted, using him as her "unwillingly"
sex-toy, for as long as she wished......which wasnt nearly as long as she
would have liked, as after her third sexual climax in their first 15 minutes
together, with her body savagely pumping into his, his form being crushed and
squeezed mercilessly within her own, Dirk passed out due to incredible pain,
lack of breath, and erotic overload (something that was proven by yet another
exploding of his erection straight into Stacys all consuming mouth)

**********

"Ahhhhhhh......Uhhhhhh....." Dirk woke up both frantically and painfully,
coupled with a fiercely racing heart and a harshly pounding headache. He was
in his bed, the alarm had not as yet gone off, with a beautiful girl sharing
the bed right next to him. He then began laughing to himself, as images and
memories of his extremely vivid and incredibly realistic dream flowed through
his mind, in which this attractive young woman (surely someone he picked up
last night) was thrown in at its conclusion. He then crawled back into bed,
for the remaining minutes before his alarm sounded anyway, and cuddled into
her firm and shapely body, cupping her sizable breasts in his hand (marveling
at their perfectly round, hardness).

"Whats so funny, Babe?" his nights partners softly made out in a cool, high
pitched tone.

"Oh nothing, just me and a crazy nights dream is all" Dirk whispered into her
ears, dismissing the entire set of bizarre and unreal memories as some wild
nights illusions (surely brought on by a full nights partying, judging from
the alcohol related throbs that were currently coursing through his had) "You
were even in it at the very end"

"Really now...." she spoke out with growing interest, as she turned around to
face him, smiling a wide grin as she cuddled into his arms, ".....and just
what was I doing?"

"Ah, heres the thing. All of the women in the world had suddenly become super
strong Amazons, with visibly big muscles, fit, athletic super buff bodies, and
they could do things like you wouldnt believe. You were just like them, even
though you had no muscles at all, and I was your personal trainer. You
out-lifted me in the gym, then actually lifted me high above your head, and
then followed me into the locker room where you jumped all over me and raped
me until I passed out"

"Can you blame me, youre just so damn cute!" she giggled back, touching her
nose back and forth over his own a few times. "So, a world of super strong
hotties, eh? Haha, sounds like an interesting place, I bet youd be in Heaven
there"

"You would have thought that, but actually it was.........." Dirk stopped in
mid-sentence, as his alarm rang out, signaling the beginning of another day.
".....Nevermind" he concluded and rose from his bed, waiting to get on with
his much longed for day in reality, and wanting to put the events that
happened during his nighttime escapades to rest once and for all.

Dirk then spent the next 30 minutes doing his usual morning routine, though
skipping this days morning run in the hopes that he could start his work day a
bit earlier, looking forward to his return to normalcy and that meant getting
back to where he was King, his gym. He talked to Stacy (to which he felt a
strong connection with even though he couldnt quite remember the events of
their meeting) as he went through his motions, as the two new lovers made
plans for later that night. Trusting her to "lock up" on her way out,
something that Dirk had never done before to any of his previous female
conquests, he made his way downstairs and out to his car, the beautiful young
female offering to follow him out and kiss him goodbye. Though when he saw her
car parked behind his own in his driveway, he swifted turned back around to
face her, asking if she could run back upstairs to get her keys and move it
for him........her reply, was anything but expected, unless of course he was
still dreaming.

"Oh, no problem Sexy, let me take care of that for you here" the attractive
girl excitedly spoke out, as she bounced out before him and straight on to her
car, before bending down in a very sexy, straight-legged pose (showing off her
tight, round butt and toned, tanned legs), smiling right at him, before she
did something that nearly knocked Dirk right on his ass.

With a few soft and sexy feminine grunts of effort, the 5' 5", 110 pound
beauty, began lifting the amazingly heavy vehicle high in the air, as far as
her tight (though non muscular) arms could reach, before walking it out to the
street and gently placing it down in an open area therein. The massively fit
and athletic personal trainer could barely utter a word, which caused Stacy to
grow a wide grin on her face, before literally bouncing and skipping her way
back to him, where she gave him a few soft little kisses on his lips.

"Have fun at work today, Stud......but dont work yourself out too much, Im
gonna need you in top shape for our plans today" she sexily breathed into his
ears as she guided his awestruck form to his car. His eyes still wide with
shock, a soft tender kiss greeting his lips as she did so. "See you tonight,
Sexy" she spoke to him with an ending, erotic lick, before watching him drive
out and make his way off to work (almost as if on mental auto-pilot) as she
giggled her way back inside, relishing in what she had planned for them both
when he returned.

THE END

I hope you like it. I'll post more, hopefully shorter ones.

[hackeracs]

Let me know what you think.  Karma is always appreciated. Enjoy!


Genetic Cocktail
by dmaynard
A short story about a young girl and her muscles...

NOTE: Violence, sexuality, and other stuff which should be read by ppl 18 and
over.

Viens leapt out from the young girl's skin as they formed a roadmap of
vascular blood tunnels that dipped and curved over hard masses of muscle.
Muscle which hefted insane amounts of weight attached to a steel bar that bent
under the tons that had been applied. The girl's name was Eve, she was barely
18, and she was a muscle freak by the very definition.

Eve was created to be what she was, thanks to modern genetic mutation and
manipulation. She was grown in a test tube, and then raised in a secret
governement laboratory housed underground in New Mexico. Standing almost 7ft
tall, Eve pumped the steel bar which craned under its load, ballooning her
arms to almost 26" around. She was the epitome of muscular development, her
thick back squirmed with muscles, round delts capped her shoulders, heavy lats
pushed her arms out to her sides, traps snaked down from her thick neck like
cables. She had no breasts to speak of, simply huge deep pecs, which jutted
fiercely from her chest, and rippled with chiseled muscle. Her armour plated
stomach tapered into iron hard hips, only to flare outward again into
gargantuan thighs, beefy with bulging muscle and laced with viens. The
teardrops of her thighs bulged over her kneecaps and decending further, the
viewer was threated to diamond shaped calves that swelled bigger than most
mens arm's.

This exquisite specimen was dressed in a two-piece workout suit that left
little to the imagination. Round hard cannonball glutes bulged magnificently
from her skimpy attire, flowing down to thick cabled hamstrings. Eve finished
one last pump on her barbell before dropping the tonnage with a lound crash
onto the reinforced floor.

Eve let out a primal bellow as the slightest trace of sweat trickled down her
body. Pumped from her workout she flexed her amazing body, the muscle beneath
stretching her golden skin to a bright sheen, threatening to tear itself free
of confinement. Her most muscular pose literally solidifed Eve into a wall of
pure muscle, the hard crowns of her biceps dug into her expanding pectorals,
each layer of muscle overlapping the other, but neither willing to give an
inch.

From the other side of her workout room, doors slid open. Bulky robots moved
through the open doorways, their synthetic eyes glowed red, Eve turned and
cracked her knuckles with a wry smile.

"She seems more aggressive this evening, don't you think Dr. Walden?" The
voice was Dr. Jane Meier, who was one of Dr. James Walden's staff, the group
responsible for creating Eve.

"I will have to concur on that, but usually she calms right down after
trashing some of our training bots...so let's see what happens." Dr. Walden
leaned back and sipped his coffee.

Eve launched herself into the training robots, moving very fast for someone of
her size and bulk. Dropping them to the ground, she caught the first robot's
midsection between her amazing legs, it's mechanical muscles strained in a
vain attempt to break free. Seconds later, Eve compressed her legs, flexing
her massive thighs they dug into the hardened steel of the training bot, its
armour screeching in protest as Eve's heavily muscled legs crushed the robot's
torso without so much as scratching her skin. Unlocking her legs, bits of the
robot that been compressed into her skin fell with a clank to the floor. She
then flipped onto her feet with the grace of a martial artist, and plunged her
ready fist into the next victim. Eve's fist burst through the torso of the
second robot, her muscled arm planting itself into the thrashing synthetic.
Slowly flexing her awesome arm, Eve began to compress and crush the head and
upper torso of the hapless training bot, the hard ball of her unearthly huge
bicep crunching into the metal as if it were paper. Sparks and hydraulic fluid
spurted from the training bot as it was destroyed. Dr. Meier heard Dr. Walden
swollow hard, she happened to glance at his crotch and it was obvious the
spectacle that Eve was preforming aroused the Dr. to a great extent.

"So...he likes muscle women? Well that explains quite a bit." Dr. Meier
thought to herself.

Much as she would hate to admit, she also felt turned on by the raw strength
and power that Eve exhibited. Eve so throughly dominated the hapless robots,
she watched as the screeching of their metal armour and robotic skeletons
imitated the screams and cries that a human enemy would make if caught in the
deadly grasp of Eve. She watched as if in a trance, as Eve methodically
crushed what was left of the training bots into round balls of smashed metal,
completely unrecognizible as to what they once were.

Once done, Eve surveyed the destruction she had wrought upon the insignificant
robots and proudly flexed her magnificant body, her huge rippling muscles
straining with power, her arms looked as if they had sprouted two mountains of
muscles, Eve pumped them, urging the impressive mounds higher and harder, and
then finally, her entire body shook and the muscles of her physique took on a
heightened defnition, the two scientist did not fail to notice the gushing of
liguid that flowed from Eve's iron hard vagina as she induced a muscle-orgasm
while celebrating the desctruction of her enemy.

Dr. Walden asked to be excused, and Jane did not blame him. She felt a
tremendous rush at seeing Eve's display of power. She signaled for the
maintenance crew to come in and clean up the area as she made her way down to
the training room.

When Jane arrived, the clean-up crew was just coming in, the room smelled like
a mix of hydraulic fluid and musky female spunk. Eve sat on one of the workout
benches, appearently busy with something as the custodians began to clean.

"Eve? Just wanted to mention to you that was a wonderful performance tonight
against our combat synthetics..." She began to say, but stopped short.

Eve looked over at Jane, but Jane's eyes were squarely on what was going on
between Eve's legs. She had taken one of the workout dumbbells and was slowly,
and sensually, working the dumbbell in and out of her engorged pussy. Jane had
never seen this behavior before, yes Eve was defnitely erotically charged
during combat, it's part of what made her so effective. However this was new.

Eve stared at Jane, who gulped, attempting to regain her composure. "Did you
want to take about something Dr. Meier?" Eve seemed to ignore Jane's flushed
face and straying eyes, but a tiny smile had formed on the side of her mouth.

"Well...Eve...you're creativity in dealing with tonight's combat synthetics
was truly inspiring..." Jane dabbed at her forehead with a handkerchief. Eve
had let go of the dumbbell, and was using nothing but the thickly developed
muscles the formed her vaginal cavity to work the piece of steel in and out.
Jane heard squishing noises as Eve's jucies oozed from around the metal, she
did also not fail to notice that the dumbbell had not retained it's original
shape. Eve's superior physique had bent and folded the steel to conform to her
well-muscled sex. Eve picked up the pace, the dumbbell began moving in and out
at a rapid pace, and was soon almost a blur as Eve's body flushed hard with
muscle and blood. Eve groaned in pure delight, her muscles hardening, Jane
could only stare in amazement, her own womanhood juicy and quivering at the
erotic display in front of her.

Eve's muscular vagina finally inhaled the malformed dumbbell, and with a
fierce moan of pleasure, Jane watched her massive womanhood convulse in
orgasm, she barely heard the groaning of the steel as it was mashed flat by
the awesome power of Eve's vaginal muscles. Once again, powerful squirts of
female spunk spat to the floor, the cleaning crew had all but stopped to watch
what was happening. Finally, after relaxing ever so slightly from her orgasm,
a thin rod of compressed steel slid from Eve's pussy and landed with a clunk
on the floor, steaming in the cool room air.

"Can't...stop...Dr...Meier!" Eve gasped, and Jane took a couple steps back as
Eve stood up. Eve groaned in continued extacy as the once already massively
muscular woman simply grew even bigger. Jane noticed that not only was Eve
growing taller, but her musculature was expanding. Hardened mounds of beef
stretched against her skin. Every fibre, every vein stood in bold relief, Jane
estimated that Eve stopped growing at just over 9ft tall, the Dr's head came
up to her thighs, which rippled with power and were twice the size of the
biggest man in the room. The cleaning crew had come to a complete stop, but
more than half of them had dropped their tools and brgan to run for the exit.
Eve got there first.

"No one leaves until I'm done with them." Eve tossed her magnificent mane of
auburn hair, her pungent red lips wore an evil grin, for the first time since
Eve's conception, Jane was scared for her life. She pressed her silent
personal alarm, and soon the entire facility would be locked down, preventing
Eve from leaving.

The custodians screamed as Eve plunged her muscular arm forward, grabbing one
of the men who squirmed in her grip. Holding his arms and legs firmly she
lowered his form inbetween the mountainous globes of hard flesh that formed
her voluptuous and mighty chest. Jane watched transfixed as Eve flexed her pec
muscles, the man emitted horrendous screams as hard ripples of pectoral muscle
flexed forward, the vast hard valley of her chest trapped the hapless male,
whose gargled screams were mixed with the breaking of his bones. Eve just
continued to smile as her powerful chest muscles worked like a hydraulic car
crusher crunching the human between them.

Jane winced and jolted at the sound of the male's stomach splitting open from
the pressure, his intestines dangling like bloody ropes from underneath her
massive chest. Eve was in extacy over her power.

"C'mon, more....flex...harder...more..." Ever grunted fircely between her
teeth as mounds of steely chest muscle converged on the head of the barely
alive male. Using expert muscle control, Eve rippled and waved her massive
hard muscles, the rolling action of her pecs crushing the man's head, popping
his eyes, and spilling his brains. Eve gloried in her awesome muscular power,
she slowly struck a most muscular pose, and the flexing cavity that was her
chest completely enveloped the poor male. Like a walking meat grinder, Eve
compacted the custodian into a mash of flesh and bone, her muscles chewing at
the male body like a vicious predator. In what seemed to be for fun, Eve
leaned forward and winked at Jane, quickly snap-flexing her massive chest, Eve
caused the remains of the corpse mashed between her chest to erupt from the
top of her bulging pec muscles, spraying most of the room in blood and gore.
Eve laughed, Jane vomited.

The remaining janitors sought to flee for their lives, but Eve was too quick
for them. Grabbing a free weight bar she skewered two more of the hapless
custodians their twitching bodies bled freely onto the floor. The last of them
stood in transfixed horror next to the wall. Eve stepped up to him, all 9
throbbing feet of her physique rippling with waves of power. Eve spun around,
the tempting muscular globes of her ass just reached the man's head she
stepped back, pinning his pathetic frame against the reinforced wall. With a
small laugh, Eve bent her legs ever so slightly, and a slurping sound was
heard as the screams of the man were muffled by his head being swallowed up by
her lucious ass muscles.

The man fruitlessly pounded her titanic thighs, swollen with female muscle
beef and laced with veins. She began to slowly solidify her glutes, the
sensual cannonballs expanded with her flexing. Jane could not speak, as she
heard the man's head begin to crack under the pressure of Eve's mega-muscular
ass. Within seconds, the man's head inploded, with the sickening sound of
something like a rotten melon being smashed. Eve grunted and poured tremendous
power into her gluteal flex, spraying the wall behind her with such force that
the remains of the man's head was painted onto the wall.

"Eve please! What is wrong with you?" Wailed Dr. Meier.

"Actually, there is nothing wrong with me, you and Dr. Walden created a
perfect specimen." Eve smiled as she playfully flexed her body. Her power and
strength seemed limitless, that much Jane could agree, their testing was a
tremendous success in that regard. However, Jane was flummoxed that Eve's
behavioral inhibitors had seem to vanished.

"Well Eve, as I'm sure you're aware, since your first outburst the facility
has commenced lockdown. If you stop now, we can recover from this incident and
move on with our research." Jane pleaded with the muscular behemoth, seemingly
to no avail.

"Dr. Walden promised that if I did what he said, I would have a life with him
outside of this place." Eve said defiently. She strode past the quaking Dr.
Meier and approached the exit.

"What do you mean with James? A life outside of this place? WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?" Jane yelled.

To her surprise the sealed door to the training room opened to reveal James
Walden. He smiled at Eve who gushed with glee at seeing the Dr. She gathered
the tiny man into her arms and laid upon him a passionate kiss. Jane watched
incredulously as Eve cradled Walden as if her were a small child.

"James!! What is the meaning of this!?" Jane was almost in tears as Walden
turned to address her from his perch within Eve's mighty arms.

"Eve and I have come to a arrangement. We share a great attraction for one
another, but I just cannot simply have a relationship with a secret government
subject meant for advanced combat. Hence we staged this little coup to make
our way into the world." Walden snuggled against the iron hard flesh of his
creation.

"You can't just walk out of here with a multi-billion dollar specimen and
expect them not to hunt you down, and possibly kill you for what you've done!"
Jane tried to talk some sense into Dr. Walden, but he seemed oblivious to her
pleas.

"Eve is one of the most advanced humans on the face of the earth. If they look
for us, they would be sorry. I'm afraid Dr. Meier we need to go now." Walden
nodded, Eve turned with her companion and within seconds they bounded away
down the vast hallway. Jane knew she had but one option and she hurried to the
Experimental Projects lab hoping that everything was not too late.

**********

Walden knew that both himself and Eve would encounter resistence trying to
leave the facility. In fact, they had not gotten very far when they began to
encounter the lab's security forces.

"Wait here Dr. Walden, this shouldn't take long." Eve deposited James into a
secure room then took off down the hallway to meet the threat of the security
teams.

"Take her down now! Lethal force has been authorized!" The order echoed within
their wireless headsets as Eve strode down the antiseptic hall, a behemoth of
female muscularity. Her freakishly large physique cast an intimidating shadow
over the men that had come to confront her, and seconds later the facility was
alight with chatter of small arms fire.

To their surprise, Eve sustained no damage. She smirked in an evil fashion as
the soldiers bullets bounced off her tough hide, making little indentations on
her golden skin, but not penetrating the surface. The first squad she
encountered would be a taste of things to come for them all, as Eve tore into
the little men that attempted to secure her from escaping with Dr. Walden. She
trapped two of the flailing males within her massive arms, and both of them
screamed with anguish into her steely muscles. Flexing, their fragile heads
imploded against the awesome force of her pecs as they pumped outward to meet
the rising crowns of her fantastic biceps. The pitiful helmets they wore
cracked and rended as tissue and bone were compressed into mush amongst the
flexing onslaught of her muscles.

"Stupid men! You think you can best my strength? My power?" Eve taunted the
soldiers as they fired their useless weapons into her. She dropped the two she
had crushed within her arms and punched another into the side of the hallway.
Her fist and muscular forearm tore through his torso as her arm penetrated the
thick steel of the hallway wall. The other remaining men stood in stupefied
horror as Eve simply laughed at the slaughter. The dangling corpse that was on
her arm twitched in it's death throes, blood running in rivers to the floor
from the gaping wound in his chest. Eve watched with great satisfaction as she
flexed her bicep, the hard crown of solid muscle flexed and expanded outwards
slowly tearing the body that had unfortnately been speared by her arm in half.
Bone snapped and organs were crushed as Eve's arm grew in circumference and
diameter until the corpse had been seperated in two parts by the simple
flexing of her awesome and massive arm.

Her muscle-lust barely contained, Eve kicked one of the last two gaurds down
the hall, snapping his spine with the force of her blow, the remaining male
she lifted over her head and wrapped around her thick neck. The man's screams
echoed down the hall as Eve flexed her impressive traps crushing the hapless
male inbetween the valley of muscle created by her traps and delts. Blood
flowed freely over her massive pecs and cascaded over the rocky crags of her
abs. Eve's insanely huge upper body swallowed the male like a snake swallowing
a mouse, cracking and breaking of bone mixed with the sound of the male's head
exploding like a overripe melon, she couldn't see anything since her expanding
musculature had flowed up around her head but she felt the body of the guard
being compacted and smashed like it was trapped in a car crusher. Nothing
excited Eve more, and when she finally relaxed her flex, the pitiful remains
of the man slopped from her bulging throbbing muscles onto the floor at her
feet.

Eve licked her lips and took off down an ajoining hallway, the gore covered
amazon enountered her next squad of soldiers. She charged down the hall,
causing the men to drop their weapons and attempt to flee from this hulking
blood-covered mass of female muscle. She ran over half of them, breaking their
bodies with the tremendous weight and power of her fantastically muscled legs.
She caught the rest against her freakishly huge chest and plowed into a sealed
blast door smearing the poor males against the buckling steel. The door gave
way within seconds, blossoming outwards as the gore dreanched Eve strode
through. Dr. Walden was close behind as Eve noticed they had made it to the
motor pool, and were almost clear of the facility.

"This way James..." Eve commanded the Dr. to follow her, and he did so
obediently. They walked through the motor pool area only to be greeted by a
humvee full of soldiers blocking the main entrance.

The Dr. dived for cover as Eve zoomed forward catching the soldiers off-guard
with her speed. She slammed the humvee into the sealed motor pool exit,
jostling the crew within. Some of the jumped to the ground as the humvee was
lifted effortlessly into the air by the super-muscular amazon. Eve flexed and
the vehicle was slowly crushed in half, along with some of it's occupents. As
she folded the truck, the dying screams of the men trapped inside echoed
throughout, and were quickly silenced as Eve crushed the vehicle with her
mega-powered physique. The remaining soldiers fired repeatedly at her as she
flung the ruined vehicle into the sealed exit, bursting open the doorway and
making a hole for her and Dr. Walden to pass through. Moving with astounding
speed, Eve grabbed the remaining men from the vehicle with her fantastic grip,
and slammed their bodies together shattering their flesh and bone with great
force. For fun, Eve posed over her latest kills, the gratification she
extracted from demolishing fragile male bodies was never-ending.

"Let's go Dr. Walden, I think they finally got the message that nothing can
stop me from where I want to go." Eve laughed as James ran to meet her.

"I beg to differ." Eve spun around to see in shock Dr. Meier standing off to
the side of the motor pool entrance, she held some sort of contraption in her
hands and before Eve could ascertain it's purpose a beam of green light issued
forth from it and enveloped Eve.

"No! Eve, Jane STOP!!" Dr. Walden screamed, but it was of no use. Within
seconds, Eve's amazing musculature evaporated, she shrank to the normal height
and weight appropriate for a girl of her age, and she dropped to the concrete
sobbing.

"Thankfully, we make sure that every project has a failsafe." Dr. Meier wiped
the sweat from her forehead as she turned off the machine, James Walden ran to
Eve, cradling her in his arms.

"You bitch! How could you do this to her!?" James yelled. Jane seemed
impassive.

"You know as well as I do, you would have never made it far with her, the
research and effort we have put into this project is far too valuable." Dr.
Meier approached the sobbing Dr. walden, who held a disoriented Eve in his
arms.

"On top of that, you have proved yourself a liablity to this project. Goodbye
James, I'm sorry." Dr. Walden stared up at Jane Meier with tear soaked eyes.
Jane watched him for just a moment before extracting a pistol from her lab
coat, and putting a bullet into his head.

She stared down at Eve, naked and sobbing herself. She helped the young girl
to her feet and from nearby, the sound of booted soldiers tromped towards
them.

"Don't worry Eve, we have big plans for you." Dr. Meier smiled at the
red-faced Eve as the armed soldiers shackled her limbs and dragged her away
screaming.

The End.

[Vharx]

Genetic cocktail gonna be one of my favourite stories so far in this site