Author: [Ranger1] Lifes Changes | #WIP

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WOW THIS CHAPTER WAS AWESOME!

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16-15-3

Jen

I feel so wonderfully refreshed and rejuvenated.  Pam was amazing!  I owe her big time!  I have changed my perception of Pam, growing far more affectionate and respectful toward her.  I no longer think of her as just one of my muscle-worshiping friends like Lori or Diane, or even Jeff.   I feel a closer bond with Pam, to be good friends for sure, but also the desire to be more intimate and maybe even lovers.  I got up from the chair and put my robe on.  I’ve decided we should eat out on the patio, and that it should be romantic.  I headed into the house to get a nice bottle of wine and to get the patio table set appropriately.


16-16

Keith

The changing room is plush!  With carpeting, comfortable chairs, shelves, large mirrors and a private bathroom.  So, this is how they get the elite members to pay so much in fees!
 
Robbie is standing in front of me in the nude.  I have come this far now and I can’t turn back.  I have never been with a man before and it’s making me incredibly nervous.  But I need to appeal to my innermost feelings.  I can’t help how I feel.  It’s an intense and burning desire that I need to accept.  I put my gym bag on the shelf and then step towards Robbie, facing him just inches from his incredible muscular physique.  I sense his overwhelming strength and stature surround me.  I look up at him silently, longingly, waiting for him to make the first move.

“On your knees for me Keithy” Robbie’s dominating voice fills the room.  Deep, commanding and resonating with authority.  His presence clearly demands my respect.  He fondles his crotch area in a cocky masculine manner, as if inviting me to join in as he shows off.  I drop to my knees in obedience, inching myself to where my mouth is in reach of his huge dangling cock.  I removed my shirt and tossed it to the side.  I look up to Robbie quizzically and reverently, as if begging for my next order.  “Are you good at this Keith?  Are you experienced?”  He questions me as he continues fondling around his crotch and semi-hard cock making sure that I know exactly what he’s referring to.  I blushed deep red and replied timidly.  My voice and mannerism clearly resembling a girl.  “It’s my first time Rob, but I know what to do.” “Then bring me pleasure now Keithy.”  His voice is so deep and powerful.  The ultimate muscle-stud, in total charge.  “I will” I reply, nervous as hell, but excited and eager to engage.
     
I start with both my hands applying soft feathery strokes all along his groin area, his balls and his penis.  I look up and Robbie’s eyes are closed and he is smiling.  I must be off to a good start.  His cock is hardening a little more.  I grip it tenderly with one hand while continuing the feathery strokes with the other.  I feel him harden even more in my grip.  God his penis is long.  It’s longer than my fist and it’s so thick as well.  What a stud!  I move my mouth to the head of his cock.  I softly suck at the head and swirl my tongue all around it.  I hear Robbie moan softly.  He must like this!  I continue to pleasure him in this manner as his cock fully hardens into a warm steel rod.  Then I kiss and lick over all areas of his manhood, while gripping and stroking his shaft with my hand.  I can feel him pulsating powerfully in my grip, so I move my mouth to the tip of his penis, and I slowly take him in.  He fills my mouth and deep into my throat and I begin to lick and suck, bobbing my head back and forth to stroke him.  With my hands free, I can worship his muscles at the same time.  His legs, glutes, abdominals, pecs and arms are all within reach and I worship them all.  Robbie moves his hands to the back of my head.  He holds me firmly in place and begins to thrust.  I move my hands to his arms, feeling the muscles up and down over the entire length of his tensed arms.   I feel the pulsations and throbbing of his increasingly warm cock intensify and then I feel him orgasm.  I feel surge upon surge of his hot jism blast into my mouth and throat.  I consume it all.  Then I lick his cock and groin area clean, ensuring that no remnants remain.   I bring Robbie to orgasm three more times, at which point he is finally spent.

“You did really well Keithy, I enjoyed that a lot.”  “I liked it too Rob” I submissively reply.  “Any time you wish.”  Robbie chuckles for a second and winks at me.  “I’ll be working out alone, same time two nights from now, if you’d like to join me.”  His voice remains utterly commanding.  It’s clear he is directing me, not asking me.  “I’d appreciate it if you dressed a little sexier.  And do something to hide that constant erection and wet spot”
I got up and picked up my shirt, preparing to leave, but stopped short as Robbie spoke once again.   His commanding presence continued to control me.  “Would you like to jerk-off to me before we leave Keithy?  I can flex for you while you pleasure yourself.”  I nodded in the affirmative.  I stripped myself down and lay down on my back.  Robbie moved to stand over me, creating a perfect angle to view him.  “What poses would you like Keithy?”  Robbie’s voice was so rich and seductive, infatuating me to my core.  “Your biceps and pecs please Rob” I replied in a pleading tone.  We both got to work and I was rock-hard within seconds.  A minute later I was experiencing the most intense orgasm that I’ve had in a very long time.  I moaned loudly …

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16-17

Jen

Dinner was fantastic, set in the twilight and with a wonderful romantic flair.  A tablecloth, candles, delicious food and a high-end bottle of wine.  We remained casual in our lush robes, but it was the ultimate in comfort.  It seemed like our conversation could go on endlessly, the two of us just chit-chatting away over a glass of wine and completely engaged with each other.  The bond between us seemed to be getting closer and tighter by the minute.

We got up and cleared the table together and then continued to clean up in the kitchen together as well.  We made it a point to remain physically close the entire time, constantly being touchy and feely with each other and neither of us shy about taking the opportunity to fondle each other or cuddle.  We were like two young girls, being the best of friends, laughing and giggling endlessly as we quickly finished cleaning and got everything put away.   

“I have had a fabulous time Pam.”  “Would you like to stay here for a while longer, if you’re not busy tonight?”  I asked graciously and invitingly.  “At the very least we should finish the bottle of wine together!”  “I made no plans for tonight, Jen, I’d love to stay!”  The enthusiasm of Pam’s reply was bubbling over, and it certainly raised my level of excitement as well.  I walked Pam to the living room, sat us down on the sofa and poured the rest of the wine.  We sat together joined at the hip, our bodies touching snug and intimate as we talked and finished our wine.  Our conversation turned to training and ultimately to supplements.  Pam was open and candid regarding the supplements and steroids she was using.  She was also very curious about what I was using.  “I don’t mean to pry Jen, and please don’t feel you need to answer if you’re not comfortable.”  “You are the most muscular human being I have ever met” Would you mind sharing what you use for supplements and steroids?”

I completely stunned Pam as I explained to her that I was only using common vitamins and supplements found at large pharmacies and health stores.  She was flabbergasted that I could build such an extraordinary physique naturally and proceeded to pepper me with compliments of my body and questions regarding my training and diet.  I felt like our relationship was becoming tight and secure enough, where I could comfortably share more with her.  “I have an extremely rare condition Pam” I spoke softly in a serious tone.  “It’s so rare it might even be unique, and the medical world has not even decided on a name for it yet.” “In simplistic terms, the condition has had an effect beyond the most powerful steroids and growth hormone therapies imaginable” “My doctor is certain that my condition has stabilized and that my body will react to training on par with elite athletes from this point forward.”  “I’m no longer super-human!” I laughed.  “Yes, you are!”  You’ve already reached that point!”  Pam responded, laughing along with me.

With my body being the current topic of conversation, I felt like it was a good time to move on to the muscle worship that I had planned.  I decided to go about it in a less domineering manner however, as I feel immense mutual respect and admiration for Pam.  My previous thoughts of making her another one of my muscle worship slaves have been fully eradicated from my mind.  “I was hoping you would be in the mood to worship my pectorals tonight” I purred seductively.  “Honestly, I was planning on it.” “What do you think Pam, are you in the mood?”  My deep voice coming across as sweet and inviting.  “What are we waiting for!” Pam responded gleaming with excitement.  Within seconds, her robe was off and she was up on her feet ready for me.  I was right behind her, and there we stood in the middle of the room facing each other.  Pam in the nude, and me in only my striking bikini thong.  Both of us smiling, sexy, beautiful and incredibly hot for each other. 

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16-18

Keith

I left the gym with my mind swirling.  Excited, happy but also confused, feeling emasculated and seriously conflicted.  I thought of myself in different ways.  Of how I used to be, and how I am today.  I thought of my relationships with Jen and Pam, and how radically they have changed.  My life has totally changed.  I am a totally different person.  Regardless of how conflicted I was feeling, my mind was set that I would meet Robbie again in two days. 

It’s late, but there is still time to get to a sporting goods store and buy some new athletic clothes.  Jen was having someone over, as usual, and I’m not in the mood to witness any of it or to be their maid and clean up for them.  I headed to the mall, excited to improve my wardrobe.

I was able to find a highly supportive jock strap of strong nylon type material that contained a thin foam protective cup.  This should adequately deal with my erection and dripping.  To be extra safe I bought a few tight knit spandex shorts.  I chose the women’s shorts, as they fit better and had nicer colors to chose from.  Finally, I picked out the sexiest athletic tank tops that I could find.  I selected a couple from the women’s section and a couple from the men’s, each of them fitting nicely and looking hot on me.  With my shopping finished I grabbed a quick bite to eat and headed home.  Hopefully Jen is wrapped up with her company.

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16-19-1

Pam

The memory of my muscle worship session with Jen and Diane in her office remains totally engrained in my mind.  I am so thrilled to be alone with Jen this time.  I remember exactly what Jen loved most and will start the same way tonight.  But I was like a wild animal last time.  Untamed and out of control in lust and desire.  Tonight, I will be more composed, slow it down a bit and be more sensual and seductive.  I’m hoping Jen will respond to my body as well.

Jen begins by flexing her pectorals powerfully expanding her wide thick chest.  She proudly observes herself, as her huge plates of muscle further thicken and ripple with dense definition.  I stared for a moment along with her.  I can’t help from licking my lips in anticipation as the crevice between her pectorals deepens to over 3 inches deep!  We both continue to stare in reverence as Jen releases and pumps her flex a few times, and lusciously thick veins begin protruding like snakes along her chest and shoulders.  I hear Jen moan erotically as her fingers move to softly trace the thick edges of her magnificent pectoral plates and the snake sized veins sweeping across them.  My eyes remain locked to her pectorals, my arousal intensifying by the second.  I feel my pussy increasing in dampness and can’t help but softly rub my crotch to confirm.  Mmmmm …  I softly moan, joining in with Jen.   My desire is burning deep.

Jen makes direct eye contact with me, and I know that it’s my queue to begin.  I thrust myself towards her, animalistic for sure, but with enough control to remain seductive and alluring.  I bury my entire face against her meaty left pectoral and take her steel hard nipple into my mouth.  I suck and lick deliciously with my mouth and tongue while my hands wander all over the muscles of her upper body, pressing and feeling her powerful muscles and veins.  My breathing gets louder and hotter in concert with my excitement and desire.  I grasp her left biceps and dig in hard with my powerful fingers.  It’s bigger than any muscle I’ve ever felt and so much harder.  Jen knows exactly what I crave and flexes her biceps slightly harder in response.  She has tensed it just enough to tease me.   I press even harder with my fingers to urge her on.  Her hesitation is too long for me.  “Pleeeeaasse!!!” I begged her, in a pleading moan as my mouth remained sucking on her nipple.  Jen grants me my wish.  She flexes it hard for me and her 22 inch–plus gun expands to its full enormity.  I respond with a long erotic moan in ecstasy and gratitude as her biceps peak expands my grip. I don’t even try to suppress my moan.  I just belt it out long and loud.  I pivoted my body and crossed over my right arm so that I could grip her mighty python with both my hands.  Even with both hands, I cannot come close to encircling her massive mass of mountain shaped muscle.  My body trembles against her as I squeeze with all my strength along her impossibly hard and enormous biceps. 

I continue to worship Jen intensely with extreme hunger and compelling urgency.  I am all over her pectorals, shoulders, traps and biceps.  My body is hot, lovingly snug against her from my feet to my face, burning with desire.  My energy is off the charts as I succeed in pleasuring her tremendously while feeding my own insatiable hunger and need.  My sexy moans and groans of arousal are more frequent and louder.  I want her to hear and sense my desire.   And Jen has followed me in suit, as she moans in pleasure with equal intensity.  Her arms are wrapped around me now, her hands fondling and exploring me around my hard ripped glutes and up and down my sharply defined back.  Her body is equally hot with desire.  I lean my muscular abs hard against her bikini, massaging against her crotch area.  She is damp and her clit is hard.  She wants me!  I can feel it!

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16-19-2

Jen

Pam’s mouth remains fixated on my pectorals, rotating back and forth, systematically, between each of my nipples.  Her arms and hands have shifted downwards now.  She caresses the cobblestone bricks of my abdominal muscles and works her way down to my bikini pouch, while my hands knead at her immensely sexy and muscular glutes.  She backs her rock-hard abs slightly away from my groin area, making room for her hands.  I feel her fingers sexily exploring my crotch touching gently at my bikini pouch and the sensitive bare areas surrounding it.  Pam is working blindly, feeling her way around with her hands and fingers, as her face and mouth remain buried against my pectorals.  I feel her circle the exposed shaft of my clit, with her forefinger and thumb.  She strokes me tenderly, pushing the fabric up to expose a little more.  I feel myself growing harder in response.  She strokes it again, surgically, lifting and folding the fabric higher to where nearly half my shaft is now exposed.  Then she grasps me firmly with her entire hand.  Her grip is powerful and I feel my shaft continue to harden, heat up and begin to pulsate within her strong hand.  My moan of arousal is deep, husky and powerful.

Pam removes her mouth from my nipple and speaks to me dreamily and awestruck.  “You’re so big Jen” “And so hard” Your endowed well beyond any man I’ve ever encountered.  Longer, thicker and harder …  It seems impossible ….”  She continues stroking my shaft and begins caressing at the head of my clit as well.  The sensations are driving me wild!  I tenderly worship up and down Pam’s back and along her shoulders. Then back down to her luscious glutes.  God, her muscularity is cut and shredded beyond belief!  She is absolutely adorable!  I reply to her in obvious arousal.  “You can remove my bikini if you’d like Pam.”  She teases me in response, stroking delicately to lift and fold the fabric just slightly higher.  “Please Pam, I know you want me ….”  I pleaded to her, my voice descending into a drawn-out moan as my clit throbbed and pulsated even more intensely in her grasp.  Then I felt Pam’s lips kissing me preciously down my abs as she slowly crouched down to face my bikini pouch.   She expertly removed my bikini, dropping it down to the floor so that I could easily step out of it.  My clit was fully erect and free, staring her directly in the face.

“It’s yours for the taking Pam.”  My voice back to its deep and commanding stature, as I regain some composure.  I’m pointing directly at my manly erection, as Pam’s eyes fixate there as well.  “You can work it just as you would a big hard cock.” 

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16-19-3

Pam

I remained kneeling, with my face just inches from Jen’s womanhood.  I have the clear intent to bring her to orgasm orally.  I stared up and down her body for a moment in pure reverence and awe.  My mind attempting to fully fathom her striking beauty along with her perfect super heavy weight bodybuilder physique.  She fuels my deepest desires and I feel my lust burning inside me.  She offered me her womanhood and I want it badly.   I feel both honored and compelled to bring her to orgasm.

I start with my hands, fondling Jen’s intimate areas.  Her clitoris is amazingly hard and vascular, and standing fully erect.  Her vagina is warm and wet, dripping with arousal.  I move my mouth to her clit, kissing and licking at the head, while my fingers fondle at her pussy.  I engulf more of her clit into her mouth, sucking at her head and swirling my tongue around it to pleasure her.  I hear Jen moan.  I look up and her eyes are closed and she is smiling.  I can tell she loves this, and it motivates me to raise it up a notch.  I take more of her into my mouth and begin bobbing my head to stroke her full length while using my lips and mouth to apply suction.  I feel the pulsations and throbbing of her clit intensify.  Her moaning intensifies as well, in concert.  Her body is hot and she is sexually aroused to the point of bliss.  I move two fingers into her soaking wet vagina and slowly penetrate her: moving my fingers in and out in a moderate thrusting pace.   My breasts fondle along her quadriceps, while my free hand worships her bulging calve muscle.  I have my entire body in play to optimally pleasure the goddess before me.

Her vaginal muscles were as powerful as the rest of her body, contracting to clamp around my fingers with a vice-like grip.  Her contractions were rhythmic, taking over the sex to where her muscles were dictating and controlling the allowable movements of my fingers.  The strength of her muscles was so powerful that I feared she could crush my fingers.

Her orgasm comes quickly and powerfully with love fluids spraying from her pussy in hot spurts, all over my hand, my arm and my body.  Her moans are deep and powerful, completely filling the room, as her body shudders relentlessly and her muscles erupt and dance wildly during her moment of pure ecstasy.  Her steel-hard clitoris throbbed intensely within my mouth, and I felt her ejaculate through its head as I tasted the hot serum with my tongue and swallowed it through my throat.  The experience shocked me as I had no idea that ejaculation like this was even possible.

I continued to administer to her vagina and clitoris with my mouth and hands until she returned to full relaxation.  I look up into Jen’s eyes from my kneeling position.  I return my hand to her clitoris as I begin to ask for what I deeply desire to occur next.  “Can you penetrate me with it please Jen?”, my fingers tenderly stroking her clitoris and my face presenting its sexiest smile as I make my plea.

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I'm away for a month.  Will continue when I return.  Feel free to leave comments.

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16-19-4

Jen

I moved down to the carpet, cuddling myself sexily aside Pam, gazing directly into her eyes.  Her smile was mesmerizing and her beauty radiant.  I softly stroked her hair and kissed her delicately on her cheek, with my lips making brief sexual contact at the edge of her lips.  The feeling was electric, sending shivers through my body.  Our eyes remained locked in passion, as I began fondling her breast and nipple with one hand while continuing to stoke her hair with the other.   I kissed her again, this time more directly brushing her lips and she responded in kind.  Our kissing quickly became more passionate and intense, and I soon began driving my tongue into her mouth.  Pam followed my lead and our tongues began swirling and twirling in delight as we made out for several minutes, the two of us lost deeply in love. 

I continued to take the lead and maneuvered Pam on to her back, her body lying flat on the carpet.  I remained above her, in push-up position with my lips kissing and sucking on her beautiful nipples.  Pam’s hands moved to each of my arms, worshipping up and down my manly forearms and triceps, which were bulging powerfully from the strain of holding my body weight.  My clit was raging hard, wet and pulsing, ready for action.  I positioned it so it grazed erotically along Pam’s lower abdominals and pussy.  Pam moaned with pleasure and began positioning and thrusting up at her hips, to intensify the contact and initiate penetration.

“Take me please Jen”, Pam moaned to me.  Her facial expression perfectly paints her extreme desire.  Her thrusting continues in a more animalistic and physical rhythm, her body radiating hot with increasing arousal. “Please take me Jen” she repeated, while squeezing my arms with all her might for added emphasis.  Looking down at her, it was clear for the first time today that Pam was totally submitting to me.  Her desperation was evident in her devoted eyes, her lustful face, her pleading voice, her grasping hands and the uncontrollable movement of her body.   I owned her, and we both knew it.   

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16-19-5

Pam

I felt Jen’s finger alluringly navigate my soaking wet pussy, penetrating inside and gauging my depth.  She added a second finger, skillfully stretching me more and penetrating deeper.  Next, I felt her clit positioning and slowly entering me.  Thicker and harder than her two fingers, pulsating powerfully and emitting intense heat.  I belted out a long, loud drawn-out moan as her womanhood gradually penetrated within me, tantalizing me immensely.  Slowly and deliberately her steel hard thickness worked its way deeper, stretching me and completely filling me.  The length, the thickness, the hardness and the pulsing heat were far beyond anything I had ever experienced and I cravingly savored it.  I felt completely captivated by her overwhelming power and the euphoric feeling of pleasure and sensation that I was experiencing.  It drove me to a level of submissiveness and devotion that I had never felt before.  A feeling I never knew existed within me.  My moaning continued, animalistic and intense as Jen began thrusting in a commanding and controlling rhythm.  I lied submissively, flat on my back, robotically thrusting and moaning in concert and obedience to Jen’s dominating lead. 

I alternated my hands back and forth between Jen’s mighty arms and her thick masculine pectorals, unable to decide which of her muscles that I craved to feel the most.  I could not get enough of her powerful god-like body and felt an insatiable and uncontrollable starvation for it.  I submissively worshipped her big hard bulging muscles and her sexy veins non-stop from beneath her, as she continued her powerful and deeply penetrating thrusts from above.  Her clit grew even thicker, harder and hotter, and I could feel it throbbing inside me so intensely.  She was stretching and penetrating me to my limit, and I felt wildly overwhelmed with pleasure and desire.  I had never been filled so tightly or so deep or felt such dense throbbing hardness.  She seemed endowed beyond the impossible and beyond masculinity, and the resulting sensations were heavenly!  “Oh my God Jen!” I gasped in between moans.  “Oh my God, you’re so big, so incredibly hard!”   “AAAAAAWWWWWWW” I moaned loudly as she penetrated me even deeper.  She lowered her head and began kissing me gently on the lips, seductively progressing to French kissing.  Her erotic kissing quieted my babbling, entrancing me and transforming me to softer and erotic feminine moans of immeasurable pleasure. “Your beautiful Pam”, Jen purred, “I love having sex with you”. 

My orgasm came fast and powerful.  The most powerful orgasm of my life as my body shuddered wildly in ecstasy and my hands grasped devotedly at Jen’s upper arms, squeezing and feeling desperately at her amazing muscles.  As we both slowly settled into relaxation, Jen pulled her womanhood out of me and repositioned herself forward to enter her clit at my anxiously awaiting mouth.  I had my cue and was to more than ready as I craved to bring her to orgasm again.

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16-20-1

Keith

As I pulled into my driveway, I noticed that a car is parked there.  Crap …  It’s unusually late for Jen to still have company over.   I was really hoping to avoid this scene.  I grabbed my gym bag and my bags of new clothes and headed into the house, hoping for the best. 

I entered the house and noticed Jen is on the couch snuggling and kissing with an incredibly beautiful female bodybuilder.  It makes me feel insignificant and jealous, regardless of just having an incredible experience with Robbie.  Then and I do a double take and think, oh fuck, that looks like Pam!  But it can’t be!  They both turn to face me, and my jaw drops to the floor as I stare in shocking disbelief and despair.  Holy fuck its Pam!   How the fuck can this be?  What if Jen knows about our affair?  My body freezes and my mind swirls as I experience intense fear.  I’m incapable of moving or speaking.  I can only stare at them, mouth wide open while trembling at my knees.

“Why Lil-One, you look like you’ve just seen a ghost!” Jen’s rich voice resonates powerfully, completely filling the room.  I remain frozen, trembling and too frightened to respond.  I look over at Pam and notice that her facial expression has abruptly changed.  She looks at me and then turns her head back to look at Jen, displaying a troubled look of doubt and uncertainty. 

Jen rises from the couch and stands up to face me.  She is completely nude and the stature of her enormous body is utterly overwhelming.  I look down at my own body and then back up at hers.  The differential between my short and slender physique, as compared to her towering muscle-bound God like physique has become completely unfathomable.  It’s incomprehensible.  I feel my cock quickly harden as I take it all in and process her vast superiority.  Oh my god, she is a giantess!  She is beyond enormous with a hard-core physique that puts any male super heavy bodybuilder to shame.  She redefines the term masculinity, while at the same time she is stunningly gorgeous.  “I know all about your affairs Lil-One” Jen’s deep voice has raised in decibels to where it’s a bellow, completely dominating and intimidating, as it reverberates powerfully throughout the room. "I know about you and Pam!" she adds with her voice continuing to boom like thunder.  I instinctively back up a step in a fearful reaction to her authoritative presence and attempt to steady my shuddering body by leaning myself against the door.  Then I hear Pam’s voice interject.

“I’m so sorry Jen …”  Pam begins to apologize, her face and voice sincerely displaying full regret.  “Not now Pam”, Jen cuts her off sharply while staring down at her commandingly.  “But be a darling and stand up and pose for us please Pam.  Flex those beautiful guns of yours.  I’m sure Keith just adores them.  Don’t you Lil-One?”  Jen stares directly at me as she speaks, knowingly, as she continues to project her sheer dominance.  I nodded my head to her in affirmation, remaining too terrified to speak.  Jen switches her attention back to Pam, watching her extraordinary biceps expand and rise like tremendous mountain peaks.  “Pump those babies a few more times and flex them even harder for us Pam”, Jen orders.  Pam immediately complies and I feel my cock harden into a raging hard-on as I watch her biceps further bulge and perfectly shape with a phenomenal level of shredded definition and an explosion of luscious vascularity.  Her huge biceps are a just sight to behold.  They are sculpted and vascular beyond belief, and for the first time I am able to make a sound.  An erotic moan of awe and arousal flows through my mouth.  "Oooooooohhhhhhhh"  I sigh, in an emotional display of uncontrolled lust that I just could not hold back. 
 
Jen giggles at my reaction and probes at me for what she already knows. “You like what you see you see, don’t you Lil-One?  Aren’t Pam’s beautiful biceps just so incredibly ripped and sexy?  And her peaks are just amazing!  You love them don’t you Lil-One?”  Jen is staring directly down at me, intently, as she quizzes me, pressuring me to answer.  “Y-y-yesss” I manage to stutter as my hard-on continues to rage.  My voice is girlish, and my knees are shaking and on the verge of buckling.  Jen continues giggling as she commands me to act.  “Flex your biceps for us Lil-One.”  “Let’s see how you compare to Pam”.  I hesitate, embarrassed, as Pam had far surpassed me months ago and I am pathetically puny compared to her now.  Jen shows no patience.  “Now Keith!  Take your shirt off and flex your biceps!”  Her voice booms loudly with an authority that must be obediently obeyed as a direct order.  I do not hesitate again.  I remove my shirt and begin pumping and flexing my arms immediately, as hard as I can, observing my nice little lemon sized biceps bulge with a sexy raised vein running the length.  “You’re very cute Lil-One.  So petite and nicely defined” Jen purrs as she evaluates me.  “But you’re so small and weak compared to Pam.  Look at the vast difference between the two you!”  “My God, your arms look tiny and soft compared to hers!”  I nodded to her in acknowledgement, feeling utter shame of my dwindled down physical appearance and total envy and lust of Pam’s top professional bodybuilder caliber physique.  Jen did not accept my nod for an answer. “Speak to me Keith!” she commands sternly.  “P-pam’s b-biceps are h-huge Jen, so b-beautifully p-peaked and so many p-powerful v-veins …”  I squeak and stammer in a broken voice, but I manage to continue “I am so p-puny and w-weak in c-comparison Jen.  P-pam is far s-superior …”

There is a moment of silence as we all contemplate the vast difference of our physiques.  Jen breaks the silence. “You can relax your arms now Lil-One.” “We both agree that Pam’s arms are absolutely amazing.” she purrs.  “I must admit that I love them just as much as you do” she continues to purr as she marvels at Pam’s biceps.  Jen’s facial expression then transforms into sternness again.  Her eyes glared directly towards me as she began to speak.  “It’s my intent that tonight is the last time that Pam will flex for you Lil-One.  That is my expectation of both of you, and it better be met!.”  Jen then looks back and forth to both Pam and I, ensuring our acknowledgement and compliance.  “It pains me tremendously, but I must punish the two of you tonight, Keith.  “I just can’t let this go.”  Jen’s deep voice rose again, authoritative and completely intimidating as her eyes glared fiercely at me.  My short-lived state of arousal immediately transformed back into a state of panic and terror.  I can only imagine what she has in mind and I can only think of the worst.  Jen then turns to face Pam and continues in her commanding tone.  “I’m going to test out your biceps against my grip Pam, so that Keith can see just how strong and hard they are compared to me.  Consider this your punishment.”


 

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16-20-2

Pam

I flash back to the horrific images of the previous two times that Jen had tested my biceps.  I recount panicking, screaming, sobbing and begging for Jen to stop, like a weak and submissive bitch.  I won’t allow it to happen this time, regardless of the excruciating pain she inflicts on me.  I will not break down, I will not show fear, and I will not submit.  I’m fully resolved to withstand the most extreme levels of pain and remain defiant, strong and unbreakable.  Like a rock!  My biceps have grown since the last test.  I’m harder and I’m stronger for sure.  I may not prevail, but I will earn Jen’s utmost respect.

Jen approaches me from behind and softly traces the contours of my bicep peaks.  She progresses from there, to alternating between pressing and feeling all around my hard bulging arms and is clearly worshipping me.  She circles around to the front of me while continuing her worship.  She bows her head and whispers softly in my ear.  “Your biceps have gotten bigger Pam.  It’s amazing the size you have added in such a short period of time”  Her breath is hot and heavy, and I can sense her admiration and arousal.  Jen’s fingers begin to probe even harder along my peaks, measuring their density hardness.  I tighten my flex harder, ensuring my guns are like granite.  Jen continues whispering in my ear again, while grasping tightly at the large solid bulge of my flexing arms.  “You’ve gotten so much harder too.  It’s truly remarkable Pam.”  Jen lowers her head down to my biceps and begins kissing and licking along the snake like vein that runs all the way across to my deltoid. She softly moans as she sucks and kisses at my peak, before bringing her lips back up to my ear.  Her breath is even hotter with arousal.  She kisses at my ear as she seductively whispers to me ever so softly.  “You could with a contest with these babies Pam.  They’re truly amazing. You have the hottest biceps I’ve ever seen.  I sincerely hope that this is the last time I ever punish you “
 
Jen positions herself behind me again.  She startles me as I suddenly hear her deep voice booming like thunder, abruptly and powerfully, and directed at Keith. “Watch this closely Lil-One and take it all in!  I am giving you a perfect a view!”  I look over at Keith, as he disgustingly cowers against the door and trembles in fear.  I remind myself again that I am not going to break.  I feel Jen begin to position her enormous hands on my arms.  Oh my God her hands are so big!  A part of my mind attempts to panic and be overwhelmed with fear, but my inner will does not allow it.  I take a deep inhaling breath and summon all my strength; emotional as well as physical.  I know that I’m going to need to channel all of it to survive this.

Jen softens her voice as she speaks directly to me.  ‘It’s time now Pam” she announces.  I can feel Jen’s powerful hands taking firm hold of me, as she begins to assert her vice-like grip and gradually increase pressure.  I flex my biceps harder in response, bringing the contest to a stalemate for what seems like at least a minute.  Jen’s raises the pressure up a notch, and I feel her steely fingers begin to penetrate my rock-hard muscle.  The pain is extreme.  I grunt loudly, a deep guttural explosion, as I flex with everything I’ve got.  I feel the sweat dripping from my bow, as I rapidly consume the energy within me.  Despite the immense pain, I’m successful in bringing this to a momentary stalemate again!  Jen cries out in response.  “God Pam! You have gotten so much stronger!” 

I hear Jen exerting a deep bellowing grunt of her own, and the powerful force of her grip increases yet again.  Her hands are so damn huge, and her fingers are like steel rods.  The pain is close to unbearable.  I close my eyes and will myself onward.  My arms are burning and exhausted as I flex with very ounce of my remaining energy and strength.  I held her to a stalemate again for several more seconds, but I’ve got nothing left.  I feel sweat dripping all over me and my arms are shaking due to the extreme exertion.  Jen cries out again in a combination of awe and praise.  “God your tough Pam.  Your unbelievably tough!”  Her praise motivates me and I surge to hold her in stalemate for a little bit longer.  All and all I feel it’s been at least 4 or 5 minutes of intense stalemate.  I’m amazed I’ve held out this long!

I feel Jen’s fingers finally starting to penetrate my biceps more deeply, despite my exhaustive resistance.  Her steel vice-like grip is tightening and I am yielding as her fingers press deeper into my muscle tissue.  I grunt again.  Louder, deeper and much more manly than before, as I grasp for any power that I have left.  I’m a BEAST I tell myself!   But Jen’s deepening penetration persists and the agonizing pain worsens.  I kept my eyes closed and I clenched my jaw and mouth tightly shut as well.  I will not sob.  I will not beg.  I will stick this out!

My biceps shrink and become smaller and softer as I gradually give up more of my flex.  Jen’s hands consume and dominate more of my arms as my size and hardness diminishes.  It’s like I’m trapped inside a large iron vice that’s continually cranked tighter.  I just can’t hold my flex against her superior strength anymore.  I’m forced to give up more of my flex, second by second, or else my muscle tissue will be squashed into mush.  I am beginning to lose the test.  I’m in sheer agony now, as the pain is excruciating.   I feel a few tears dropping along my eyes, but I am not sobbing.  I dig deep with everything I’ve got to not break down.

I feel my biceps continue to shrink and condense inside Jen’s powerful hands.  I am out of gas and have little to no strength left to flex back with, as I lose more ground.  I feel completely powerless as my muscles fully diminish within Jen’s relentless grip, conforming to fit within her dominating hands.  Jen won again.  Her power is overwhelming and utterly dominant.  My arms are dangling down helplessly at my sides.  My once proud and mighty biceps have disappeared.  Withering away within my hanging arms, fully relaxed and flattened to minimal size as Jen squishes them into my bones.  I can’t fight back, I have never felt so much pain, and I know I will swell and bruise worse than ever before.  I blank it all out of my mind and continue to stand firm, with only a few silent teardrops to betray my iron resolve.  I have been beaten soundly, but I stand proud and unbreakable.  I bring my mind to an alternate reality, denying the pain as I pray for it all to end.     

[Ranger1]

16-20-3

Keith

My excitement, anticipation and emotions were at a fever pitch as I got set to watch the two most muscular and strongest women that I know, face off in a test of strength!  I even leaned forward, off the door, as my heart races and my fascination builds.  Jen towers over Pam and has a much bigger and thicker physique.  But Pam’s biceps are amazing.  Her peaks, definition, hardness and vascularity are off the charts.  She has the best biceps I have ever seen.  I remember back to a few months ago in Pam’s office.  She was curling 50-pound dumbbells with ease!   God knows what she is up to now, as her arms have gotten so much bigger.  I know that Jen is one of the strongest people on earth, but still, I can’t see Pam’s biceps being squashed by a mortal hand. 

I find myself rooting for both super-women, not wanting either to lose.  At first my eyes are glued to Pam’s biceps as they are already fully flexed and burst out with extreme muscularity and vascularity.  I have never seen her pumped to this level or flexing so hard.  She is ripped to shreds!  Her biceps are spectacular and spellbinding.  But it doesn’t take long for Jen’s forearms to catch up and eventually surpass them.  Her forearms gradually explode with several thick chords of chiseled muscle running in length from her elbow joints all the way to her wrists.  This is rapidly followed by the emergence of a flood of rope-like and worm-like veins.  It’s like her forearms are built from rugged steel rods and then smothered with a road map of sexy muscle-veins.  The front of her biceps and her triceps are joining in as well, growing, bulging, striating, and exploding with vascularity by the second.  My eyes are now glued to Jen’s arms instead. 

During their initial stalemate I had been hoping that they would declare a tie.  But after Jen’s bellowing grunt she stepped up her effort dramatically and her body transformed into a sight to behold.  It was no longer just her arms that were strained and pumped to the max; the front of her deltoids and the outside of her pectorals were now bursting into extreme muscularity as well.  The bulging size, the shredded definition and the extreme vascularity were shocking, and even on the verge of frightening.  Jen was simply beyond the level of human limits!  She was the ultimate and defining version of the INCREDIBLE HULK!   I was no longer rooting for a tie.  I was intently rooting for Jen as I stared at her in awe and with immense lust for her phenomenal physique.  I was now feeling bad for Pam.  There was no doubt in my mind now that Jen was going to defeat her badly.
 
I felt so proud of Jen as she began shrinking and condensing Pam’s mighty biceps within her mighty grip.  Indeed, she was like the Incredible Hulk, as no other human could possibly have the power to dominate Pam’s steel hard biceps like this.  Oh my god is Jen strong beyond belief!  It was mind-bending and even horrifying, as Pam’s biceps just continued to reduce, diminish and practically disappear within Jen’s enormous hands.  It seemed almost as if Jen’s hands were growing larger and Pam’s arms were shrinking.  The transformation was total and it was stunning.  Pam’s arms no longer looked muscular at all and, in fact, they looked quite ordinary.  In contrast, Jen’s muscles were bulging to the max, shredded in definition, smothered in vascularity and brimming with power.  It was total dominance! 

As I witnessed Pam’s arms just dangling weakly and helplessly at her sides and her once godly biceps flattened to submission, my thoughts returned back to myself.  Pam’s biceps are much bigger than mine ever were, even when I was at full size.  In fact, they are bigger than I could have even dreamed of achieving back in my prime.   The same with her strength.  I was curling 45-pound dumbbells at my best.  Pam was at 50-pounders a few months ago and must be curling 60-pounders now.  And Jen totally crushed her!   And now I’ve become short and slender, and pathetically weak.   I’m much smaller than Pam and less than half as strong as her.  If Jen can crush Pam like that, then she could easily crush me to pulp!  I can’t get this horrific thought out of my head and it absolutely terrifies me.  I slump back against the door again to steady myself.  My trembling has resumed and my fear returns as I dread about my own upcoming punishment.

[jeffbeans]

I just read this epic series from the start today, it's so good please continue! Keith is in serious trouble with Jen now, and I can't wait to see how strong Pam gets as the power dynamic slowly shifts