Girl next door

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Chapter 7

Ali and Al went upstairs, where people were already chatting and having a good time.
"Hey guys, can you help me bringing the chairs outside? We thought it would be nice to dinner on the backyard" Susan inquired
"Sure mom, me and Al will do it" Alicia immediately prompted, grabbing a chair with each hand and taking them outside.
Al's mom, Carol, volunteered to help "I'll help you guys". Trying to pick one of the chairs with only one hand, Carol noticed how heavy they were. She then grabbed the chair with both hands and took it outside. It didn't go unnoticed to her that young Alicia had carried two of them at a time. Carol instinctively looked at Alicia's arm, which were contracted from the effort, and noticed how thick they looked. Her curious medical mind instantly made her remark what was happening
"Alicia, you must be very strong! These are really heavy chairs"
Dropping the chairs on their place, Alicia turned to Carol surprised she had noticed "Oh... thanks Mrs. Carter.... I guess I am a bit above average"
"A bit above is an euphemism. You are way above, young girl"
"Thank you. I've been lifting weights for some time now. I guess it's paying off" Alicia was loving the attention her strength was getting, specially in front of her older sister
"It sure is. Congratulations, Alicia"

The rest of the evening went on without much emotion, but it was clear that Carol was intrigued by Alicia's strength. The second she and Al left the Klein's household she brought the topic up again
"So, did you know this about Alicia?"
"What?" Al asked, not following his mother's
"About her training and all"
"Oh" Al replied "Of course I did. I help her sometimes with her lifts and all"
"What? Really? How long is this been going?"
"I don't know... about a year now" Al didn't want to discuss his girlfriend's muscles with his mother "Why are you so interested, anyway?"
"Erm... nothing. I was just impressed, I guess"

The next day Al joined Alicia for her workout. It was clear now that Al couldn't even try to keep up with the intensity of Alicia's session. She was outlifting him by many pounds in every exercise. So he basically just went there to support and admire her.
"Hey babe. Glad you're here. Come, help me with these"
Alicia had two huge dumbbells on her hands. Al noticed their marking. 25 pounds each. 'What is she doing with those?' he thought to himself. Alicia was wearing a grey sleeveless tight tank top, one of those professional players use under their jerseys. It was really tight on her body, and emphasized her outstanding frame. Alicia turned her back to Al, raised the dumbbells, keeping a right angle between her elbows and shoulders. She exhaled heavily as she lifted both dumbbells above her head and brought them back to the starting position. Al remembered 'shoulder presses'
From where he was, Al noticed Alicia's wide torso, her upside down triangle shape. The exercise made her shoulder's swallow at each rep, making her figure more dominant. It was amazing watching her pump those muscles up and down, up and down. At each rep, Alicia let out a small grunt. It sounded sexy to Al. Added the idea of raw power in his mind.
Alicia finished her set, put the weights down and grabbed a towel to dry her sweat. Al was just there, watching in amazement
"What is it, egg-head?"
"Ali, you look... fantastic. Look at you" he pointed to the mirror "You have that V shaped torso"
She smiled, admiring herself
"And, and your arms... look, your shoulders are round and big, so you can see the split between them and your arm muscles. It makes you look so powerful" Al added, aroused by her physique
Still trying to contain her self proud, Alicia answered "Oh, Al... it's your eyes..."
"No, Ali. It's your muscles" he came beside her. He noticed how skinny he looked near her. She noticed it too
"I mean... I guess I do look a little big... don't I?" Alicia turned herself to admire her shoulders and arms
"You look very big, Ali. You are very big"
Alicia raised her arms and flexed her biceps. She noticed the balls of muscles jumping from her arm, as if they wanted to break free. She loved how defined and powerful looking her biceps were. She knew most people her age, boys included, would kill for arms like hers. Looking at Al through the mirror, she realized how dominant she looked near him. Even though he was almost 4 inches taller, she was the one that actually filled the room.
"Al.... flex your muscles, please" she asked sexyly
"Why?" Al knew they both knew there was no way of comparing their muscles
"Because..." Al could see Alicia blushing "I... I like feeling bigger and stronger than you. And... I think you like it too"
Al remained silent. She knew it. There was no point in denying it. So he too raised his arms and flexed his muscles. They both looked in the mirror. The image was clear. His skinny frame being swallowed by her dominant, protruding muscles. If someone entered the room in that moment, they could only feel sorry for him. If they ever got into a fight, Al would be turned into mashed potatoes by Alicia's strong muscles.
"Tell me, Al... do you like this? Do you like what you see?"
"Y-yes..." it was all he could answer
"And will you still like it when I get twice this size? When my biceps are over 15 inches? When I add 20-30 pounds of muscle?"
"Y-yes... I'll like it even more"
"Good... because it will happen, you know. I'm getting bigger, stronger, thicker."
"Y-yes"
"Will you help me? I want to be so big I can use you to squat or bench press, would you like that?"
Al lowered his arms and looked at Alicia straight in her eyes "I'd love that, Ali"
Still keeping her biceps flexed, she turned to him
"Feel them"
Al placed his hands on Alicia's arms and moaned. He would need a new pair of boxers.

[Biceps108]

Looks like they're delving deeper into their relationship. I like how the difference in size is appreciated by both of them, and personally I hope their relationship remains on the loving side of the spectrum, instead of suddenly turning dominant.

[Brfan]

Chapter 8

High school had started, things between Ali and Al were working great. Yeah, maybe it wasn't the healthiest of relationships, but the fact is they were both happy. Al loved and admired Alicia's strong mindset, her dedication and enthusiasm, and he absolutely loved her body. It was like he had won a lottery ticket to to a first row seat to a concert named 'the birth of an amazon'. And Alicia adored how gentle and sweet her boyfriend was. She loved how he kissed and how he treated her. How Al was always ready to put her in the top of his priorities. The truth is it worked. And so, it went on.

A couple more months in and Alicia's development didn't need a trained eye to be seen. Her body had changed. She became thicker and larger everywhere. Her chest developed beautifully due to her pectoral muscles, which had gained mass and definition. Her shoulders got wider and together with her lats and back muscles, shaped her upper body beautifully. Alicia's abs and lower body, tough not as prominent and defined as her torso and arms, also began drawing attention. The slim waist supported by large legs that filled up her jeans graciously, the round, perfectly shaped butt, everything on Alicia told people she had a body to be remembered.
And even so, even knowing that women were jealous of her legs and butt, and most boys in school were jealous of her arms and chest muscles, there was one person that could steal Alicia's thunder in a matter of seconds: her sister Betty. It was like no matter what Alicia did or people talked about her, Betty didn't mind. She simply despised her sister. Lean, blue eyed, cheerleader captain, perfect Betty. She was the kryptonite of otherwise Superwoman Alicia. Even though rationally Alicia knew she was bound to be stronger than her sister, she simply didn't have the guts to prove it to Betty and herself. What if she wasn't? What if Betty still had the upper hand, at least physically?
Then one day she decided she needed to find out. But she would need her secret weapon with her. The one thing that could skyrocket her self-esteem: Al.

Opportunity didn't take long to present itself. Alicia accidentally overheard Betty scheduling some Friday night plans with her friends
"... ok, so I'll meet you around 6? Yeah, I mean, I will get home after school, but I need to hit the weights, you know..." Betty giggled on the phone
That was it. If there was a way to prove herself she was really stronger than her sister, it was a joint workout session.
Alicia immediately called Al
"Hey, babe... listen, what do you say we catch a movie tomorrow? I know you want to see that new Avengers one..."
"Uh... sure, Ali. I think there's a session at 7:30 or so..."
"Maybe that's too late. What if we catch the 6 o'clock? We could workout right after school, what do you say?"
"Sure... I'll buy dinner after the movie. I'll talk to mom and see if she can drive us"
"Cool, It's a date. I'll be waiting you tomorrow. Meet me around 3:30 so we can workout, ok?"
"Yeah, ok. Luv ya"
"Luv ya. Bye, egg-head"

At 3:30 the next day Al rang the bell and Alicia opened the door. That was weird. Alicia had a hoodie on. Not only it was not cold, but Al was used to Alicia training in very tight, showing clothes. They both enjoyed watching her muscles contract and expand during their sessions. Still, he said nothing
They headed downstairs and found Betty placing a 25 pound plate on each side of a bar.
"Oh, sorry, Betty, we didn't know you'd be here..." Al tried to apologize as if they were doing something wrong
"Hey sis. Mind if we workout together? What are you training today?" Alicia quickly intervened
Betty rolled her eyes "Alright, just don't get in my way. I'm doing chest and biceps today."
"Oh, great. I'll join you then" Alicia happily said
They both watched as Betty performed 12 reps with 70 pounds at the bench press. Alicia took her place and didn't mind to change the weight. She did 10 reps. Al thought it was weird. He knew Alicia could bench press almost double that weight. What was she up to?
Betty added 10 pounds on each side of the bar and did another 10 reps. This time Alicia added 10 more before taking her place. She did 10 reps.
Not sure of what she should do next, Betty didn't change the weight and repeated the 10 reps. She struggled through the last 3. She was fully aware that her younger sister hadn't. To both her and Al's surprise, Alicia  added a 25 to each side of the bar. That was a full 150 pound weight set.
Alicia positioned herself under the bar, grabbed it and performed 6 slow but very powerful reps. She racked the bar and Waited to see Betty's next move.
Betty knew fully well that she wouldn't be able to work with that amount of weight. She might do 3 or 4 reps, but there was no way she could do a whole set. Without saying nothing, she began to store the plates back, like it was a normal thing to have a younger sister who could outlift her like that. Alicia knew she had impressed her sister, but was disappointed she wouldn't acknowledge that.
Completely ignoring them, Betty picked a 15 pound dumbbell, sat on the bench, placed her elbow in her inner thigh and started curling the weight. This time Alicia decided she didn't want to mess around. Grabbing a 25 pound dumbbell, she sat right next to her sister and started performing the very same exercise.
Al couldn't believe what he was seeing. There they were, two strong girls, side by side, pumping their biceps. And more amazing, the younger, shorter one was curling almost twice as the older, leaner and taller sister. They changed hands and Al could almost smell Betty's frustration.
They finished their set and Betty got up to change weights. She grabbed the 20 pound. Alicia, instead of picking up more weight, simply commented, as she stripped out of her hoodie
"It's getting hot in here"
Al was used to see his girlfriend's body, but he couldn't help but feeling amazed. She looked even more jacked than usual. As they performed their second curl set, Alicia's bicep expanded beautifully, her veins dilated, pumping energy into her hard shaped muscle. It was a work of art. Even Betty looked from the corner of her eye to Alicia's bicep. It was round, big and imposing.
They finished their second set and Alicia asked Al for the 30 pound dumbbell. He handed it to her.
Alicia smiled as she realized Betty had no intention of going for a third set side by side with her. She may have not said a word, but it was clear that Betty was being humbled by Alicia's power. Alicia finished 6 reps with each arm and stood up in front of her sister. This was it. She had turned the table around the house. Still, she wanted to hear it from Betty. She needed to.
Alicia raised her arms and flexed her biceps. Pumped up from the exercise, they looked bigger than Al remembered. Their imposing peak, their hardness and definition was absolutely gorgeous. Al refrained an instinct of caressing them.
"So, Betty, I'm getting big or what?"
Still sat, Betty only answered monosyllables "Sure"
Alicia was disappointed. She wanted more from her. Why it was so hard for her sister to swallow her pride and compliment her?
"Wanna feel them? They are really hard"
"No, thanks"
Betty stood up and made way to leave the basement. Alicia put herself between her sister and the door
"Betty"
"Get out of my way"
"Remember last year, when you wanted to armwrestle everybody everywhere?" Alicia didn't want to get to this, but her sister's stubbornness left no other choice. She was going to admit Alicia was better than her, one way or another
"Yeah, so?"
"Let's do it again. I remember you could beat me easily. Maybe now it will be more evenly matched"
It sounded like an invitation, maybe a challenge. But both girls knew that was a demand. There was no way Betty would leave that basement without surrendering to Alicia, or beating her and shutting her up. So she kneeled beside the bench they had just used and placed her elbow on it, accepting Alicia's request. Al noticed that, if it wasn't by the obvious comparison to Alicia's mighty muscle, Betty would get a lot of compliments for her own bicep. But the second Alicia copied her movement and grabbed her hand, Betty's muscle was dwarfed by her sister's. This was a no match, at least visually. Even Alicia's forearm was thicker, more defined.
"Al, be a gentleman and count us down, will you?" Alicia demanded.
Al held their hands at zero station and counted
"3-2-1-go!"
Betty was indeed stronger than she looked. She held Alicia's arm steady for 15 seconds or so, and began loosing ground in a slower pace than Al could have guessed. Still, Alicia's muscle was too much for her to take. Relentlessly, Alicia brought her sister's arm down, little by little. They were about halfway down. Both girls were shaking, putting their very best on it. Betty's arm was leaner and longer, she had some leverage. But Alicia's muscle was almost tearing up it's skin, due her contraction and power.
Al was so impressed by Alicia's bicep he made a comment not even thinking there was somebody else in the room
"My God, Ali. Your bicep is so huge and gorgeous"
Both girls took their eyes out of each other for a second and admired Alicia's pumped muscle. It was true. Her bicep was concrete hard, the vein on it's top fully dilated. It looked like the bicep of a bodybuilder. That image gave Alicia a surge of strength the same way it drained Betty's. Grunting hard, in a matter of seconds Alicia brought Betty's arm from 45 degree to the ground. Without letting go from her sister's hand, looking at her straight in the eye, Alicia mumbled
"say it"
Betty knew she had no choice
"Congratulations, Alicia. You are really strong" she spit out
"Say it" Alicia repeated
Betty sighed. Fine. "You are stronger than me"
Alicia let go of her sister's hand
"Thank you, Betty. I appreciate it"
Betty left the basement, leaving Al and Ali alone. Al was ecstatic. Alicia was smiling
"Did you see that, Al? I did it!"
"Yes, babe. You are so strong!"
"I am, aren't I?"
"Yes! Let me see that bicep again"
Proudly, Alicia flexed her muscle once again. Al caressed it "God, it's hard"
"Do you want it to get bigger, Al? And stronger?"
"Yes, babe. I want."
Alicia kissed him
"Then it will. For both of us"   

[giantgirl7foot2]

Really loving this! Keep up the good work! K+!

[hatour]

Keep up the good work! Karma for all!

[Brfan]

Chapter 9

Alicia finished her dumbbell fly set, laid down the 30 pounds and looked at herself in the mirror. Today she was all alone working out. Al was out with some friends, her mother and sister had gone shopping and her father hadn't arrived from work yet. She flexed her pecs and admired the considerable amount of muscle protruding, giving her a gorgeous cleavage, even tough she didn't have a lot of breast per se. She hypnotized herself, flexing and relaxing her muscles in a sexy, slow rhythm dance.
Alicia drifted away remembering her path to those muscles. It's been almost 18 months since she grabbed those dumbbells for the first time seriously. Of course, they were much lighter back then. From that day till now, much had happened. She found out that her best friend, next door Al was very supportive of her goals. He helped her through her days of doubt about acceptance, her injuries, her diet. And she found in him the love of her life. She found out in him that her rock hard body could be sexy, and it was to him.
She also finally got the respect from her older sister, although she had to rip it from her. Rip it hard, using all the power her muscles had brought to her. She was a powerhouse now. Even if nothing was ever spoken or done, both her and Betty knew who was the bigger sister around.
Alicia's confidence had grown so much ever since that she didn't even mind walking around in sleeveless shirts or short skirts that displayed her body. She had worked hard to earn it, and so what if people found it different. She absolutely loved it.
Alicia raised both her arms and did a double bicep pose. She smiled while following with her eyes the veins that came all the way from the back of her hands, through her thick forearms, and like a large river, contoured her biceps as if they were large mountains, up until where they hid, around her large round shoulders, inside her tank top.
Alicia used her right hand to feel her left bicep. It's been a while now since they've reached the 13 inch mark. She squeezed it, happily noticing how hard it was. It was like she was trying to squeeze a bowling ball. She remembered last week, when she challenged Al to armwrestle her. They did it every now and then, and even they both knowing how it was gonna end, they both had a good time. Al liked how strong Alicia was. And Alicia loved how powerful she felt, being able to crush boy's arms with her power. That day, however, Alicia offered Al to use both hands. It was a real challenge. She held him for over a minute, she even thought she could have him beat, but in the end Al's whole body weight was a bit too much for her 'yet' she thought to herself. She tried to relive the thrill of almost doing. The idea of being that strong.

Alicia put the dumbbells away and left the basement. She entered the kitchen at the very same moment her father opened the door. Jeff Klein was managing partner at a law office, made good money at the expense of most of his time. He didn't really saw his daughters growing. Once a very fit man who had bought a lot of gym equipment for his house, Jeff was now a bit flabby. He had his tie knot. pulled down, the collar button of his shirt opened. It seemed like it had been a long day.
"Oh, hey Ali. Didn't see you there" Jeff took a good look at his daughter. He wasn't really comfortable with how his little princess looked nowadays. Jeff noticed her thick arms and full capped shoulders. God, even her traps were beginning to show. As Alicia brought the water bottle to her mouth, Jeff noticed her biceps. He was damn sure that no kid in her class could compete with those.
"Oh, hey dad. How was your day?"
"Oh, you know... the same, I guess. So, you were downstairs?"
"You bet I was!" Alicia spoke excitedly "Hey, you think maybe we could get some more plates and dumbbells? There are a few exercises I just don't feel a challenge anymore"
Well, there was his chance, Jeff figured. It's been a while since he wanted to attack that topic with Alicia
"I don't know, Ali... don't you think you're already big enough? Do you really need more weights?"
"No, I don't think I'm big enough, Dad" Naively, Alicia flexed her right bicep. She didn't notice her dad's shocked face "This aren't nearly close from where they have to get if I ever want to be a true bodybuilder"
"Ali, what do your friends say about this? Don't you feel uncomfortable with all the looks?"
Alicia was disappointed at her father
"No, dad. I really don't care what other people say or think. The people I care about are the ones who support me. Al, mom... and I thought you too"
"Honey, it's not that I don't support you... It's just that... I think it's a little too much"
Jeff sat on a bench by the counter. As if by respect, Alicia did the same. Face to face, she spoke calmly
"Dad, listen to me. I know this is not easy. I know you must have always dreamed with a delicate, petite little girl. Well, I'm still that delicate girl. I'm just not that petite anymore"
"I know, Ali..."
"Let me finish. Some people at school, they say bad things about my body, but I know that's more jealousy than anything. I mean, I'm not blind. I know girls wish they had strong legs like mine, and boys probably would kill for an upper body like this. But they lack the discipline. From where I stand, I really think my effort should be valorized. Don't you think?"
"Yes, Ali. You're right about that. I know it takes a lot of discipline and then some to get the results you're getting"
"Exactly. And... don't worry, I'll always listen to you and respect you like the loving father you are, no matter how physically stronger than you I get"
Jeff didn't see that one coming. Yes, Alicia's body was impressive, he could not deny it. But did she really think all that of herself? Maybe this was the time good-old dad should teach her a lesson
"Wait, what? You really think you're stronger than me, Ali? Don't you think you might be getting a bit out of your head right now?"
"Dad, that's not..."
"No, seriously. Here, I'll prove it to you" Jeff placed his arm in the counter, in a clear challenge. Alicia didn't know what to say
"Dad..."
"C'mon, Ali. Who knows, you might one day get stronger than me. But that's not today. Today is the day I teach you about humbleness"
Alicia sighed. In no way she wanted to armwrestle her father. No good could come from this. Either she loses, and risk crushing her self confidence, or she wins and things between her and her father get weird. Still, he was practically imposing this to her. She grabbed his hand and looked deeply at him
"Dad, we don't have to do this"
"Oh, but we do. Are you ready?"
"Yes. 3-2-1-go!"
They both started pushing, but neither one gained any ground. Alicia was impressed by her father's strength, and she was sure he was impressed by hers. They remained at stalemate position for almost a minute, when Jeff started gaining a little advantage. For a second there, Alicia considered letting him win. She eased the pressure and Jeff brought her arm halfway down. That's when the winning thrill stroke back at her. This was clearly the best chance to prove herself how really strong she was. Even better than beating Al with both hands. Alicia inhaled deeply, grunted and started pushing her father's arm back up. Jeff couldn't believe this. They were battling for almost two minutes now, and as Jeff's arm was brought up, his confidence started going down the drain. He couldn't believe his 15 year old daughter was that strong. They were back at the starting position, but Alicia had made up her mind. Either they would not finish this, or she would win. There was no way she was losing. They held each other for another 30 seconds. They were both red faced, trembling and getting tired. The thing is Alicia's muscles were trained, they could remain in pushing longer than her father's. Slowly she began pushing him down. inch by inch, breath after breath Jeff's arm was getting closer and closer to defeat. Remembering from the time she beat her sister, Alicia looked at her own arm. It was huge, infatuated by the effort. She never looked that big. Jeff noticed it too. There was a chance that, compared to his, Alicia's bicep was just plain bigger. And stronger. He could feel it. She could feel it. Three minutes in, Jeff's arm was pressed against the table.
They remained in silence for a few seconds
"I... I can't believe it. Congratulations, Ali. I guess you really are stronger than me already"
"Dad... I'm sorry..." She couldn't help but feeling guilty
Jeff took a deep breath
"Don't be, Ali. Seriously. Never be sorry for harvesting what you planted. You worked really hard to be this strong. It's me who will need sometime to adjust"
Alicia stood quiet. She didn't know how to react
"Thanks. I love you daddy"
"I love you too, Ali." Jeff smiled at her "Now, if you allow me, I need a hot shower to heal this sore arm" he pointed at the arm she had just beaten.
"Sure, dad. I need to rest mine too"
Jeff stood up and walked a few feet away, before turning back to her
"Hey Ali"
"What, dad?"
"Order those weights. Maybe I'll join you sometime. If you let me"
Alicia smiled "I'd love to, dad"

[Done]

Love your work, keep it up. Your story is the most promising piece published (in young fmg) in recent history!

[Brfan]

Chapter 10

"So, how did he take it?" Al inquired his girlfriend. Alicia had just told him about the armwrestling match against her father
"I'm really not sure. I mean, he acted like a true gentleman, but I guess his ego must be hurt, you know. After all, he just lost an armwrestling match to his younger daughter"
"Well, truth to be told, he lost to his almighty, amazing, muscular younger daughter"
Alicia smiled. She loved the way Al talked her up, every single time
"So, where's your mom? Night shift again?"
"Yeah... at least now we don't need Betty to babysit us anymore"
"Thank God. Although I guess I'd be the one protecting her from anything"
they both laughed.
"So, what do you want to do? You spent the day with your guys, I might need some attention..." Alicia spoke mischievously, kissing Al on the neck
Al took a deep breath. Alicia knew how to push his buttons. Yet, they had made a promise they were too young for sex.
"I don't know... movie? I'll let you chose"
"Cool. I have one in mind already"

Alicia turned the TV on and selected the movie: Wonder Woman. Al had gone to the bathroom, so she made herself comfortable. It was a warm day, and the couch at Al's house was a big one. Alicia stretched herself and waited for her man-pillow. Al returned shortly after
"Geez, I could have bet money you'd pick a super hero movie"
"Yeah, well..." Alicia laid her head on Al's chest, and innocently put her hand under his t-shirt, caressing his belly. The movie began.
Fourty minutes in and Gal Gadot had already kicked half of a dozen butts.
"You see, now that's when I get cranky with these movies. Alright, she is like a demi-Godess and all, but c'mon. Find an actress with a bit of juice. There is no way a 120 pound girl could do that" Al laughed about his own comment
"Yeah, well, I guess it'd be weird for Hollywood to put a Wendy Lindquist as SuperGirl, you know"
"Why? It would at least look a lot more realistic"
"Oh, you cranky man" Alicia laughed hard and threw a popcorn on Al's face
"Hey!" He threw one back at her. Soon they were playing around with the popcorn. Alicia got ready to throw another one at him, but Al was quicker and grabbed her wrists. He tried to pin her arms down, but soon enough he realized he had made a big mistake. There was no way he would be able to control Alicia's strong arms. She raised her arms, still being held by Al, and in a quick twist got rid of his grip. This time she was quicker and grabbed Al by his elbows. In a quick movement, she brought them together in front of his chest. Al tried his best to spread his arms free, but this was an inglorious fight. His shoulders against Alicia's chest and arms muscles. He gave up quickly
"Alright, Ali. Let me go"
Alicia let Al free, but her mind started wondering. They watched another 10 minutes of the movie, when she finally broke the silence
"Hey Al, you like my muscles, right?"
"Of course I do, why?"
"And you like how strong I am, right?"
"Yes, Ali. I really love the things you can do. It amazes me sometimes"
"Yeah but... do it really turns you on?"
Al pressed the pause button and turned himself to Alicia
"Yes, Ali. But it's not just your strength or your amazingly shaped muscles that arouses me. It's you. Your confidence, you determination, your sweetness and your raw power. You are the one that makes my motor running. Why all these questions?"
"I was wondering..."
"What?"
"How would you feel if I physically dominated another  man? Would you enjoy it? Seeing me overpower someone?"
Al looked deeply in Alicia's eyes. She was dead serious about this
"I don't know, Ali. I mean, I clearly enjoy seeing the things you can do, the weights you are able to lift.... and, if I'm being honest, it thrills me seeing or hearing you talk about when you beat someone in armwrestling or you lift a lot more than another person in any exercise. But what do you have in mind?"
"Well... you know, we've made a promise of not having... sex yet, right? But that does not involve other kinds of physical interaction..."
"Yes...?" Al was intrigued by Alicia's thought, but he didn't know yet where she wanted to get to
"So... how would you feel if we... wrestled a little?"
Al looked at her. Part of him always wanted exactly this. Being dominated by this muscular goddess, put to shame by his inability to even move unless she wanted him to. But part of him didn't know exactly how to react when it actually happened. Yes, consciously he knew Alicia was way stronger than him, that he was no match for her. But the fact is not living that made his ego believe that he could give her a run for her money, that he wouldn't completely embarrass himself in front of her.
"Look, it would be only for fun. I mean, I wouldn't really hurt you or anything" she continued
"I... I guess we could... try that"
"Cool!"
Alicia stood up and didn't bother asking Al to get out of the couch. She grabbed it by one side and dragged the couch a few feet back. Then she went to the other arm and did the same. Al was astonished.
"So, what do you think? Is this enough room?" Alicia was standing in the middle of the room.
"Y-yes"
Al stood up in front of her. He wasn't sure of what he should do. Alicia calmly removed her sneakers and her socks, then stripped down from her shorts and t-shirt. She stood there, in front of him, wearing nothing but her lingerie.
"What What are you doing, Ali?"
"Oh, well... this is supposed to be sexy. C'mon, out of your clothes, mr."
Al obeyed her. There he was, his skinny frame in his boxers, right next to this gorgeous muscular girl in her black panties and bra. Like this the difference between their frames was even more prominent.
Alicia impersonated a narrator's voice "In this corner, at 5'9" and 152 pounds, fighting at his home, the Ladie's man, the greatest spotter of all time... Alfred Carter!" she made booing sounds as if there was a crowd. Al stood there, not believing what was happening
"And on this corner... Wonder Woman herself, at 5'5" and 154 pounds of pure muscle.... Alicia Klein!" Alicia did a powerful crab flex, expanding her traps, shoulders and chest ferociously as she pretended the crowd cheered for her.
Alicia knelt down and with her eyes invited Al to join her in the middle of the rug. He did it, unsure of himself
"Alright, Al. Now wrestle me"
Without any other option, Al threw himself at her body, taking the balance from her and lying on top of Alicia, who was with her back against the ground. He grabbed her arms and tried to lock them above her head. Alicia squirmed her legs, making Al lose balance. Al tried to sit in her stomach, but by doing so he removed some pressure from her arms. It was all she wanted. Alicia started raising her arms, which were still being pushed back by Al, slowly. Al tried his best to push them back, but Alicia was simply stronger. Alicia freed her arms from Al's grip and with him still sitting on her abs, she stomped both her feet down and lifted her hips. She was using Al's weight basically to work her glutes. As if he was riding a bull, Al started getting worried just in not falling from her. He put his hands on her shoulders trying to keep his balance. Alicia giggled as she twisted her hips forcefully, knocking Al from her. He laid on his side, but rolled to his back. In a feline move, Alicia switched positions with him, sitting on his crotch. She felt his hard cock inches away from her wet pussy, separated by two  layers of underwear. Clearly he was enjoying being a part of her power game.
Alicia moved her butt up, sitting on Al's chest, using her legs to lock down his arms. This was quickly over, there was no way he would get out of there unless she wanted to.
"So, Babe... you enjoying it?"
Al was heaving a hard time breathing with Alicia's weight on his chest, but he was loving it. He didn't know how he would feel, but the fact that his girlfriend was this powerful and capable of handling him with ease was arousing to him
"Yes... Yes I am, Ali"
Alicia smiled. She released the pressure from his chest, kneeling with him between her legs. She raised her arms and flexed her biceps
"Winner by submission... Alicia!" Again she pretended to be the crowd cheering
They got up, and Al made a mention to get dressed
"What do you think you are doing? There's a round two!"
Alicia laid on her fours, with her round butt pointing up.
"Come, this time I'll give you a head start. Lay down over me"
Al watched mesmerized her shape from that position. Alicia's hamstrings were defined, making their way up to her large, bowling ball sized glutes. Her slim waist with defined lumbar muscles, that graciously enlarged on their way to her broad, muscular back. Her rhomboids, lats, traps, all prominent, making her back lumpy. Her wide shoulders that sustained the horseshoe shaped tricep muscles. Al's dick was the hardest it has ever been. Al laid himself over her. Not sure what to do next, he passed his right arm around her neck, and grabbed it with his left arm. Then he started applying pressure. He wasn't sure if it was bad technique or the fact that Alicia's neck was large and muscular, but his headlock didn't seem to make the desired effect. Alicia took her hands from the ground, placed one foot up and brought herself standing. Feeling he was losing his leverage, in a desperate move Al threw his legs around her torso. There they were. If at first this was a headlock, now it looked a lot more like Alicia was piggybacking Al, who was holding himself in a strange way, grabbing her neck.
Having her hands free, Alicia grabbed Al's right arm with both her hands and removed it almost effortlessly from her neck. She let go of one hand and grabbed his left arm with it. Now she had both his arms extended over her shoulder. In a judo move, Alicia pulled Al over her shoulders, throwing him to the ground in front of her. Al landed on his butt, with his back turned to her. Before he could realize what was happening, he felt Alicia's right bicep pressed against his throat. She wasn't applying any pressure, though. Calmly, Alicia sat behind him and threw her legs on his lap, embracing his torso with them. In a sexy whisper, she said in his ears
"Hey babe... tell me when to stop, ok?"
Alicia locked her feet together and slowly started to squeeze Al. Completely aroused by the dominance Alicia was imposing to him, Al didn't bother trying to break free. He just caressed her plump legs, feeling her defined quads muscles. As Alicia increased the pressure little by little, they both knew that she could do whatever she wanted to him. She could break him in two, if she wanted. After a while, when he was already hurting, he asked her to stop. Alicia released the pressure on his torso gently, still keeping her arm around his neck
"Wow, Ali... that was..." before he could finish his sentence, he felt her left hand grabbing his dick and doing rhythmic movements up and down with it. She was yanking him while making very clear she was the dominant force in their relationship. Al relaxed and enjoyed. She increased the speed slowly, at the same time she added some pressure to her headlock. Al felt her bulging bicep pressing against his Adam's apple. Instinctively, he put his hands on her arm, trying to pull it away. It didn't budge
"Don't worry, babe... I'll stop whenever you want"
Relaxing, Al stopped trying to pull her arm, and just stood there, feeling the mightiness of her bicep. God, she could kill him using only that muscle, if it pleased her. Alicia increased the speed of her left hand at the same time she applied more pressure to Al's neck. His face was turning red, but he didn't want it to stop. If anything, that was even more arousing. He felt how hard and dominant her bicep was.
"N.... now" he managed to say before his vision got blurred. Alicia gave one strong push on his neck and Al came.
She watched happily his spurt blowing a few feet away, released the pressure and felt Al's body lying on her powerful, thick chest muscles.

[crow004]

OMG That wrestling scene was HOT!! It seems Al (and Alicia) just discovered the joy (fetish? orgasmic bliss?) of being not only dominated and over-powered but of being sweetly asphyxiated while cumming. Al better be careful. He might (hopefully) get addicted to chocking on his girlfriend's big hard muscles! (Did I mention how hot that was?)

I liked how gracefully Alicia's dad accepted his defeat at the arm wrestling match. I wasn't sure how he was going to handle it. I didn't think he'd lose. You set up that scene very well!

I also liked how that event finally led to her desire to finally want to overpower her willing boyfriend.

Great story Brfan! Please keep going! K+

[giantgirl7foot2]

Oh god, this is just SO good. Love your writing! The accurate descriptions of their positions really allow us to visualise what's happening, how this developing young amazon learns to enjoy (ab)using her power on her worshipping boyfriend. Perfect!

[phil123]

Great story idea. So I hope for more chapters

[Brfan]

Chapter 11

The next three months felt like an infinite loop in Alicia's life: school, weights, Al. It all revolved around those three things. School needed to happen so that she could hit the weights and every gain she had she would show off to Al. It was simple, and it made her happy. Every pound she gained, every inch of muscles she grew, she made sure Al knew about it. And he loved it. And she loved that he loved.
Alicia's dad never joined her in her trainings, so she was pretty sure by now he wouldn't stand a chance against her mighty muscle in an armwrestle, no more than Al had a chance against her in their sexy wrestlings.
And yet, Alicia wanted more.

It was another night with Al's mom on a night shift, so she decided she would try something new today.
Alicia got out of the shower, and wrapped in her towel, she slowly walked to her bedroom. Betty, her sister, passed through her in the hallway. Alicia smiled as Betty lowered her head, but not before watching astonished how thick Alicia's arms had gotten over the last months. She had passed the 13 inches for a while now.
Alicia locked her door and, still naked, started doing one arm push ups. She did a couple dozen with each arm, laid on her back and started doing sit-ups. Her abs had surpassed the 'flex n' show'em' stage. Nowadays, even relaxed, one could see her six pack.
Alicia put on a sexy black lingerie, a tight shorts and a white t-shirt, and headed to Al's. But before, she grabbed her cell phone tripod. It would be useful, if Al accepted it. And she knew he would not say no to her.
Alicia entered Al's house, and headed to the Den. They chatted for a couple minutes before he excused himself to the bathroom. Perfect
Alicia moved some furniture around to create space, set the tripod on a corner behind the couch, and waited.
Al returned shortly after
"Babe... I want to do something to you tonight..."
"Uh... I like how this sounds..." Al responded promptly
"Good... so lay back and relax. I want you to enjoy this every way you want"
Al obeyed happily.
Alicia stripped down from her t-shirt and shorts. Breathing deeply, she started practicing some bodybuilding poses. Al couldn't believe his eyes. Damn, she looked ripped. Every inch of Alicia's body was hard, striated and defined.
Alicia flexed her pecs, making them bounce up and down a few times. She approached Al's face with them, letting him breathe the scent coming out of her cleavage.
Stepping back, Alicia lifted both her arms and did a double bicep flex. Al's jaw dropped. Alicia caressed one of her biceps. Even she felt aroused by it's hardness and shape. She felt hot, she felt sexy. And she felt big. Turning her back to him, she repeated the flex, this time giving a proper flex to every muscle on her back. She then placed her hands on her hips, expanding widely her shoulder and lats.
Al was watching his own private bodybuilding session. It was unbelievable. Immediately Al's dick responded to what he was watching.
Without giving a second thought, he unzipped his pants, put his dick out and started touching himself.
That wasn't exactly what Alicia was expecting. Yeah, she knew she would turn him on, but she had no idea the simple display of her muscles would be unbearable for him to hold himself. She approached him and whispered "Not yet"
Placing her shoulder on his abdomen, Alicia picked Al from the couch. Making sure the camera had a nice angle of what was happening, Alicia started squatting with her boyfriend's weight on her back. Al moaned
She put him down and asked loudly
"Do you like how strong I am, Al?"
"God, yeah"
"Then Tell me"
Alicia flexed her bicep again and let him caress it while he spoke freely
"Ali, I love how big and hard each muscle of yours is. Look at this, look at your bicep. It's so hard and shaped. Mine feels like a 12 year old child next to your cannonball of a bicep..."
"Yes... I'm really bigger than you, aren't I?"
"God, you are a lot bigger than me... and your shoulders, your back, your chest. Look how thick you are, babe."
Alicia felt her pussy completely wet. She loved how vocal Al could be about her muscles.
"Yes... tell me more..."
"And.. and... these abs. God, it's like a washboard" Al gave a little smack on Alicia's six pack "Look how hard they are... I bet I'd hurt my hand if I tried to punch them"
"Well, do it" Alicia spoke all of a sudden. She wanted that. She wanted Al to realize he couldn't hurt her
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, babe. Punch my abs"
Al threw a small punch. It felt like punching a wall.
"Harder" she demanded
This time he tried for real. His hand stopped promptly at her abs. His wrist screamed in pain.
"My God, Ali... it's like punching iron"
"Can I try it?"
Al looked scared "What? no! You'd kill me!"
Alicia giggled "Don't worry, babe. I won't punch you. It just felt nice seeing the fear in your eyes... Do you really think I could hurt you?"
"I... I..." he was speechless
Alicia placed her hands on his shoulders and applied pressure
"Keep going"
Understanding, Al kneeled down and kept talking about Alicia's muscled body
"And your legs.. look how big they are! Look at those quads"
Alicia flexed her right quad. Muscles bounced angrily, showing their separations
"God, look at this... you.. you're a Goddess, Ali. And I love you for it"
"Yes... I am your Goddess, Al"
"Yes... and look at that... man, I bet you could crush a watermelon between those thighs..."
Alicia couldn't hold it anymore. For once, she wanted to be pleased. Holding Al's head, she placed it between her legs, in a way he was looking up at her. All he could see from his angle was a bit of her lower abdominal muscles, as his mouth was clinched on her pussy. He felt her taste, and it was good. Al pulled her panties aside, exposing her. Without needing to be asked, he started licking it. Alicia shivered. She shivered and planted her feet on the ground, bringing her thighs closer. Al's head was trapped between them.
She suddenly realized that if she wasn't careful, he would pass out before she came.
As Al increased the speed and vigor of his tongue, Alicia became more and more dizzy. As a response, she started squeezing her legs together harder. She had lost all control. She was finally going to find out what an orgasm was like.
Alicia never noticed Al's desperation trying to spread her thighs apart. It was too good. She just spasmed and contracted her quads hard. And harder. And Harder.

[crow004]

Uh-oh. Al's in biiiiiig trouble!!! I hope he survives. I kinda like the guy.

[phil123]

Again some great chapters. Would like to read what happens wehen the find out that Alicia has already a 15in biceps