Impressing Daddy

[Brfan]

Lilly was a bit upset. Once again, her dad came home talking cheerfully about Logan's basketball game. 'He's a bench player, for crying out loud' she thought about screaming, but decided to keep her thoughts to herself.
Her older brother tried his best to follow their father's steps. Dad had been one good of a college basketball player, some say he was on the verge of making it to the pros, so she knew it was only fair that he tried to relive his glorious days through his son. Logan, however, lacked the talent or the discipline. At sixteen, the boy was tall for his age, but a bit on the skinny side, and wasn't an accurate shooter from the perimeter. That made his life hard on court. And yet, Mr. Adams would much rather praise his below average of an athlete son than his rather gifted daughter.
Lilly first began her sports career at gymnastics, which she carried on up until she entered high school. Now, as a freshman, she decided to change from gymnastics to track and field, and she was quickly rising as a talent. Apparently, running and jumping around was her thing. At 5'1" and 100 pounds, she wasn't exactly physically gifted or anything, but she was solid. And years of physical conditioning did give her strong legs. Lilly had always been proud of her legs. They were long and well defined, especially for a young girl. Sometimes, when she was alone in her room, she liked playing around with them, watching as her slender quad muscles expanded under her skin when she extended her legs, or her calves looked nicely shaped when she stiffened them up. The fact that the TnF team could actually use the school gym was cool for Lilly too. She quickly learned about the equipment and how to add strength and stamina to her body through them.

And yet, this was going to be another lousy evening at the Adams household. Dad was a big Spurs fan, and it was game night. After dinner, the whole family gathered in the den to watch it. Dad with his old George Gervin jersey, and Logan with his Tim Duncan's.
"Man, do we miss Manu or what" dad spoke to particularly no one as the second quarter came to an end
Lilly was bored.
"Hey, Logan, can you pass me the popcorn, please?" she asked to her brother. As Logan reached to grab the bowl, Lilly noticed how skinny Logan really was. Not only his arms failed to have any meat on them, but Lilly saw through the large cuts on his jersey's armholes that Logan's ribcage was pretty much visible. How the hell did he intended to play competitive basketball with a body like that? He would be picked apart by any forward he'd play against. From what she could tell, any other member of her track and field team had a better filled torso than Logan, even the guys on the long distance team. Well, maybe not them, but it was close. In fact, for what she could tell, even some girls were bigger than him.

That night, Lilly couldn't fall asleep. She kept remembering how skinny Logan looked. At some point, she got out of her bed, and searched her closet. After finally finding a t-shirt with large armholes like Logan's Jersey, she stripped out of her jammies and put them on. Lilly extended her arms as if she was pretending to grab something in front of her, and positioned herself sideways on the mirror. She looked at her own body. Her arms weren't big by any means, but at least you couldn't see her ribs easily as Logan's. She also noticed her breasts were growing in a nice shape, with her nipples perky and pointing always up. She liked her breasts.
But right now, she was liking more the fact that in a way she looked in better shape than her 'athlete' of a brother. That gave her an idea.

[Brfan]

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The very next day, as soon as school finished Lilly rushed to the gym. She changed into her workout clothes, and before anyone else from the team was there, she approached the gym coach
"So... how does it work for upper body? Same rules apply? Fewer reps, bigger weights adds size?"
The coach seemed a bit surprised with her questioning
"Well, yeah, but... you know, you don't have to add too much size to your upper body if you're in the track team... maybe... maybe, you know, less weight, more reps... build stamina and resistance..."
"yeah, yeah, sure, coach" Lilly quickly dismissed him before he got suspicious. She had an idea. She'd go through her regular routine during team sessions, but she'd stay later and pump some serious weight after. She wanted to build some muscle, at least so that she'd make her dad see she was the better athlete, and be proud of her. Even if she didn't play basketball, she knew that if she got strong enough she would be able to take her brother one on one, even if that meant playing rough.
And so Lilly did. Over the next months, Lilly read and followed instructions about nutrition and mass gaining. She worked out regularly, complementing her team sessions with an extra dose of lifting, which she concentrated almost exclusively on her upper body. She knew for a fact that she already had quite developed, strong legs. She now wanted a torso to go with it.
And an upper body she got. Over the next six months, Lilly got familiar and fond of curls, presses, pull ups, dips, you name it. She loved that some of her clothes were now tight on her chest and her arms. Lilly knew she had added size to her thorax. One night she almost screamed in happiness when she tried the same old shirt she had tried months before and saw the difference. Now her shoulder was more visible, the split between her deltoid and her arm muscles couldn't be ignored. More than that, if before that shirt looked loose on her, now her developed lats pushed the fabric so it wouldn't hang around. Well, her pecs played a part on it too. With all the bench presses she had been doing, her chest muscles had engorged and pushed her breast up, which caused the part of her torso visible on the cut of the shirt beneath her arm to look much thicker. She was loving that.

The first opportunity Lilly had to show off her new physique at home came a couple weeks later. It was game one of the playoffs, and she knew her dad was psyched about it. Knowing very well there was no way he'd say no, she asked for a jersey of her own. She felt a bit ashamed of her true intentions when she saw how radiant dad looked when she asked him. It didn't help her guilty feeling knowing she had asked for a size that would end up being really tight on her body, and possibly too tight to be worn in a couple months, but she had a plan and she'd stick to it.
Later that night, as Lilly was putting on her newly bought jersey, she smiled. Yes, it was too small for her frame, but that was exactly what she wanted. Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but think there was no way Logan could fill a jersey like that in a million years. It was uncomfortable, but it felt good at the same time. She heard her dad calling from downstairs
"Lil! Come on! The game is about to start!"
Inhaling deeply, she checked herself for one last time. She looked at her expanded lats and round shoulders, and imagined how Logan and her father would feel about them. And then she walked downstairs.
Lilly came to the den and sat right between the two of them, designedly pushing Logan a little aside, causing her body to press against his. She smiled internally when she saw that Logan turned around to complain, but for some reason remained quiet. As the game went on, Lilly looked at her arm next to her brother's. Although longer, it was clear that her arm looked beefier. Her prominent shoulder put his to shame. And, at least in her eyes, it was obvious that she had more volume around her triceps and biceps than him. She knew that Logan kept looking at her too.
Lilly knew that she had gotten under his skin, but she wanted more. Thinking quickly and taking advantage of a tight game, Lilly celebrated the Spurs points, every now and then making a fist and contracting her arm muscles, only to show her nice peaked biceps to her now completely astonished big brother. She even considered talking about it straight forward with him and asking him to make a muscle right there, in front of the whole family, but that was not what she wanted. So she remained quiet, although she knew that by now Logan knew she had better looking muscles than him.
The game was all but ended, but her father hadn't made any comments yet. It was impossible for him not to see that, with both his kids dressed equally, it was her who better fit the jersey and whose body was most impressive. Yet, he hadn't said anything. It was bothering her. That's when Lilly decided to take some action. She stood up, pretended to yawn, spreading her arms (and her lats) and commented
"So... I'm really tired, dad... I think I'm off to bed..."
"Are you sure, Lil? There's only 2 minutes to go..."
"Yeah, but we already won... and, oh dad..."
"yeah?"
"I think this jersey is a little too tight, you know..." she placed her hands on her hips and let her father look properly at her.
Lilly couldn't contain a little smile as she noticed her father was quite shocked by how she filled up the jersey
"How is that possible? That's one size smaller than Logan's..." Her father looked to his son, realizing how loose the jersey was on him
"Oh, I don't know, dad... maybe next game I'll try his and he'll try mine" she smiled mischievously at her brother. She knew that it would be completely devastating to him watching as his younger sister looked better with the bigger size than himself. And that he would still look skinny in the smaller size.
"That's... that's nonsense, Lil... I'll... I'll get you a bigger one" her father seemed impressed
"Well, ok, dad! Good night!" and Lilly stormed up to her room, burning the excitement of the evening.

That night Lilly dreamed. In her dream she was at the school gym, wearing that very same jersey. Only now the jersey was really tight on her, almost not fitting her big muscular body. And in the dream, Lilly was lifting huge amounts of weight. And as she did, her body kept growing and growing, until the jersey practically exploded into shreds.
Lily woke up wet.

[spoonmaster]

That's a fantastic start, as I've certainly come to expect from you.  I certainly hope there's more.  I'd love to see Lily get strong enough to overpower both of the men in her family simultaneously!

[phil123]

Great start. And she will outmuscle him very soon. Hope to read how she will show her physic and strenght

[Brfan]

After that night, Lilly even got behind the fact that she had begun this whole thing as a way to get her dad's attention and respect. For some time, all she could think about was having a hulking body, able to shred clothes and scare people around. She googled about female muscle, and the pictures and videos of all those fit ladies curling and smiling confidently as they showed off their rock solid bodies made something with Lilly. Now that seemed like something she could do.
Obviously, at age 15 wanting something is one thing, being able to do it is another. Lilly wasn't ready to talk to her family about her goals, so until the end of school year, all she could do was follow her previously established routine.
Finally, when school year came to an end and summer begun, Lilly got some great news. Apparently, there was an agreement that the kids who had made it into some of the school sports' team were allowed to use their facilities to practice and train during summer. That gave Lilly an unprecedented advantage. She'd be able to work out without any track competition in mind, which limited her gains.
Lilly quickly created a routine. She'd leave the house early in the morning six days a week, and she'd lift. Heavy. In her pad, Lilly wrote down her measures. She had grown 2 inches during that year, which she knew were probably the last two inches she'd grow. She was a rather short girl at 5'3". What caused her to grin was her weight. In the same time, Lilly had added 15 pounds, officially bumping her up in the weight/height charts for her age a few percentiles. When summer begun, Lilly had sturdy 115 pounds, and she knew those were all solid pounds.
The next time Lilly remembered about her daddy issues was a day when she came home from her workout and found Logan shooting some hoops on the board their dad had installed over the garage. As she was walking home, she looked at him. God, he was awful at it. How the hell did he made the team? 'Probably cause dad was a superstar back in his days' she thought to herself. At 5'11", Logan wasn't particularly tall enough, and his body frame was just... fragile.
Dropping her backpack on the front porch, Lilly decided to humor herself a little. She just had some awesome back workout and she felt strong and mean.
"Hey Logan... wanna play one on one?"
"With you? Are you kidding me?" Logan stopped dribbling the ball and looked with despise at his younger, shorter sister.
"Oh, c'mon... how bad can I be?" Lilly pretended to not take the offense and stripped out of her warmup jacket, revealing her upper body, which was covered just by a blue Under Armour tank top. As she walked towards her brother, she couldn't help but feel great about herself as she saw his eyes widening. Lilly's upper body looked solid and pumped, and even her abs now showed a faint line of a six pack. Her shoulders were big for her age, and her traps were beginning to develop as well, giving her a powerful look. She knew that, and she knew that Logan could only be impressed by her muscles. Maybe a bit scared.
"Alright... let's go" Logan threw her the ball and got into a defense position, trying to strip the ball away from Lilly's hand, who was now dribbling.
Lilly knew the basics about basketball, and she also knew that being taller and having longer arms gave Logan a lot of advantage, so she kept her body sideways to his, dribbling the ball with her far hand and keeping her other arm extended on his chest to keep him away. Even though Logan fought to get rid of Lilly's controlling position, she held him in check, but couldn't get a clean shot. She turned sides quickly and took off, trying to run past Logan, but missed the shot. Logan picked up the rebound and teased
"Oh my... aren't you a great shooter..."
On the defensive side of the ball, Lilly knew her brother might as well just shoot from the perimeter and she'd not be able to stop it, but she also knew he was a lousy shooter and he'd try to dribble in for a lay up. And that she wouldn't allow. Every time Logan charged at her, trying to break her from her balance, Lilly dug her feet on the ground and stood still. She was also very fast in the lateral moves, making it impossible for him to break through. It was like hitting a concrete wall, for all Logan cared
"Can't get past me, can you big brother?"
"oh, shut up you little brat" Logan snapped back as he tried a long distance shot, which he poorly missed.
They went back and forth for about 15 minutes, with neither being able to get closer to the hoop, and Logan eventually connecting a few of his shots to a 4-2 lead. Dribbling the ball a few feet away from Logan, Lilly noticed how heavy his breathing was. Logan was exhausted right now. Thinking about her options, she decided to change tactics. Instead of offering her hand for controlling the distance from his brother, Lilly stormed off dribbling fast to her right, and suddenly changing direction. By doing that she created a small gap on Logan's defensive space as he was moving his body slowly trying to get back to position. Without slowing down, Lilly connected her right shoulder to Logan's body, sending him to the ground as she went for an easy lay-up. After grabbing the ball back, she looked at him, who was on his butt
Logan clearly wanted to protest, but he knew that was no foul and all he'd achieve by complaining was hearing her asking if she was playing to rough for him.
Logan got up and positioned himself back in defense. This time Lilly decided to bully her older brother. Dribbling the ball sideways to him as usual, instead of using her hand to keep him away, she hit him repeatedly with her shoulder, right in the middle of his chest, bringing him out of balance each time. That was one of the most older tricks to show disrespect for your rival in a basketball court, and they both knew it. In one of those pushes, Lilly actually shoved Logan a couple feet away, giving her enough space to shoot - and score another point.
"4-4 brother. Whoever makes the next one wins"
After a few more minutes of no scoring, Logan got the ball from a rebound from Lilly's missed shot and instead of dribbling all the way back to the beginning of the garage front, as agreed, he turned around halfway and stormed towards the basket. Realizing the cheating, Lilly bursted in pursuit of her brother, but she was still a good feet away as he approached the lay-up. Lilly took off from the ground, and before Logan could release the ball from his hand, he felt Lilly's small hand pushing the ball against his will, to the other side. Because of the speed and jump, Lilly's body crashed into Logan's as she completed the outstanding block. Logan was shoved against the garage wall, hitting it violently. Lilly landed on the floor standing up above her brother. She looked down in a dominant way
Fighting the pain, Logan looked up at her an protested
"Hey! That was a foul!"
Lilly burst into laughs. She should have seen it coming. He was such a sore loser
"What? That was a clean block and you know it. But fine. Here" she said, giving him the ball that was on her feet "Shoot you free shot. That is, if you can get up"
Picking up whatever was left of his pride, Logan grabbed the ball, and surprisingly for both, scored the free shot, winning the game. Well, not really. Both Lilly and he knew that he had cheated and had been bullied for the last 10 minutes of this game by a younger, smaller girl. If Lilly had played physically like that from the beginning, she probably would have won it 5-0.
"Congratulations, big brother" Lilly said ironically as she grabbed her jacket and her backpack and entered the house. Logan stood there, holding the ball, watching her younger sister. She looked... wide and big. Her back was lumpy and her shoulders were broad. Lilly had beefier arms than him. And her butt was really round and big, clearly very strong. Once Lilly entered the house, Logan extended his arm up and made a mental note of how high Lilly had just jumped to block that last shot. God, she had flown at least 30 inches. If he could jump that high, he'd probably be able to dunk.

[Brfan]

Summer ended in the blink of an eye, but Lilly was happy. In those three months she had added a lot of weight. 13 pounds to be precise. Now with 128 pounds, Lilly was beefy everywhere. There wasn't a single piece of her body that didn't show off some raw power. Not huge by any means, but she was clearly one of the Buffest girls around. Most of her gains came on her upper body, which now gave Lilly an hourglass shape that she loved.
The one person that didn't love that was her track coach
"What happened to you, Lilly?" he swung his head negatively, measuring her up with his eyes
"Well, I added some muscle, I guess" she didn't want to have this conversation. If he wanted her out of the team, that was ok, as long as he allowed her to keep using the school gym
"Well, you're gonna have to lose some weight"
"What? no way!" she protested "If anything, I want to add some more!"
"Are you out of your mind? How can you keep on this team if you are heavy like that? You know I need you to slim down a bit, Lilly"
"Well, cut me, I'll find another team"
"What other team, Lilly? Unless you've learned how to play ball, the only team that could use a girl like you right now is the wrestling squad"
"So be it"
"Well, then come with me. Let's talk to Coach"
Lilly was introduced to the coach and the wrestling team. After a little chat and some tests, the coach accepted her in his squad, there was an open spot in the 137lb category, which was a little above Lilly's current weight, but made her grin. She had finally room to grow, and people that would actually be happy if she added muscle to her body.
At first Lilly was getting her ass kicked on a daily basis. Although it was clear that she was stronger, raw power wasn't enough to overcome technique, and Lilly was constantly pinned down. That made her more competitive, and made her study a lot about holds, grabs and everything she could learn about wrestling. By October she was already winning some matches in practice.

At home the idea of having a sister that was now a wrestler made Logan a nervous wreck. He was being taunted in school, and in his senior year it was sure that he didn't have a career in college basketball. The one good thing in his life right now was that his father had managed to get season tickets for the Spurs games for them both. Logan was really excited about it. Season opener was tomorrow, and he couldn't wait any longer.
Who wasn't happy with that news was Lilly. Once again she had been left aside by her father. When she heard during dinner about their plans to drive to the game, she stormed off the table to her room and cried in anger. Why was it always Logan who got the best part of their father? This time, however, the sophomore girl decided she wouldn't leave it alone.
Around 10pm she knocked on Logan's door
"It's open" she heard him screaming from the inside. Lilly entered his room and closed the door behind her
"Oh, it's you. What do you want?" Logan turned his back to her and kept browsing his computer
"I want to go to tomorrow's game" Lilly spoke directly
"And what do I have to do with that?" Logan didn't bother looking at her
"You're gonna give me your ticket, Logan"
This time she got his attention. Logan turned his chair and stared at his sister "The hell I am. Why would I do it?"
"Because I'm asking you" Lilly's voice was serious, but calm
"Well, those are my tickets. Dad gave them to me"
"Yes, yes he did" Lilly inhaled deeply, controlling the anger she felt "And now you are giving them to me"
"Or what?" Logan threatened
"Seriously, 'big' brother? Or what?" Lilly placed her hands on her hips, accepting whatever challenge he could propose. It was a menacing pose, and it made Logan pull back
"You can't do this, Lilly"
"No, Logan. I can. What can't be done is that I'm always deprecated. It's always you who gets the best gifts. The best shots. Dad's attention. Now, I'm taking what is mine" she sounded absolute
"Lilly, I'm not going to fight you for those tickets. They are mine. End of discussion"
"Well, you don't HAVE to fight me for them" Lilly stepped closer to where Logan was seated "If you want to avoid some serious pain"
"Are you threatening me?" Lilly could taste the fear on her brother's voice. It amused her
"Call it what you want, Logan. The way I see it, there are 5 scenarios for this discussion to end, and they all end with me going to that game tomorrow. I'll run them by you." She stepped even closer, now only a few inches away from him. From his seated position, Logan's eyes were staring right at Lilly's abs, which now had very more defined muscles.
"Option one: we have this same discussion tomorrow, at school, in front of everyone. Will you have the balls to argue with me then?"
Lilly stared at him. She knew he didn't
"Option two: Instead of school, we do that right here, in front of mom and dad. So, would you like them to know you are such a wuss?"
Silence
"Option three: You challenge me to anything, anything with the tickets on the line. I swear to God I'll cream you. Running, armwrestling, wrestling, basketball, for crying out loud. I'll beat you sorry ass in any contest you pick"
"Option 4, and this is my favorite: you grow some balls and fight me right here right now. If you beat me, you get not only to keep those tickets, but also your self esteem"
There were tears in Logan's eyes
"No? Didn't think so. Finally, option 5. You hand me those tickets, go to dad and tell you're feeling ill and that he should take me instead"
Lilly could taste the mix of anger and fear coming from Logan's face. This was it. In any way, she was taking control of her brother at that moment. It was the first step needed to get the attention from her father. The attention she deserved
"Why are you doing this, Lilly?"
"Why? I already told you why. But if it makes it simpler to you, because I freaking can. Because I'm a strong, muscular young girl, and you are a wimp little man. Because we both know that if we ever got into a fight, I'd kick your sorry ass so hard you'd be in pain for a week" Lilly grabbed Logan by his t-shirt with both her hands and pulled him up. He didn't resist. She then shoved him against the wall and walked towards him, keeping him cornered
"Or do you beg to differ, 'big' brother?"
"I... I..." Logan was paralyzed
"'I... I..." Lilly repeated her brother "What is it? Lost your words? Answer me, do you think differently?"
"I...." Logan was still searching for words, fear taking them away from him.
Lilly was infuriated. Years of being placed in second, and although she knew it wasn't always Logan's fault, his face was the living memory of it. She couldn't control anymore. He deserved this too. Clenching her right fist, Lilly threw one powerful blow to Logan's stomach. The sound of her hand connecting to his flabby belly and diving deep into it was scary. Logan immediately fell on his knees, gabbing his stomach in pain, howling low.
"Say it, Logan"
"P-please... stop"
"Say it or I will hit you again, you wuss"
Logan placed his hands on Lilly's thighs, as if he was begging her not to hit him again. He felt the solidness of her quads. Even shocked and in pain, he couldn't avoid noticing how thick and muscular her legs were. He shivered picturing those legs squeezing the very air out of his chest.
"Take... take the tickets... take all of them, you you want, Lilly... Just.. please don't hit me again"
She got what she came for. Lilly could have left. But the feeling of dominating her older brother was intoxicating. The tickets weren't enough anymore. She wanted more.
"Get up." she commanded. He did
"Get me your Duncan's jersey"
Without questioning, Logan walked to his closet and picked the jersey up. He handed it to Lilly.
"Good. I'll make you a promise right here, Logan. One day I'll be so damn big this very jersey won't fit me"
"P-please.. just leave me alone now..." his voice was weak
"You don't get to ask things anymore, Logan. I do. And I want you to s-a-y i-t"
"Ok... ok... You are a strong, muscular young woman, and I'm a wimp. Alright?"
"What else?"
"And you'd beat the crap out of me if we ever fought, what we won't do because you are a gentle woman and I'm an obedient man"
Lilly smiled "Nice touch in the end, Logan. Words of a wise man. Now, go to your bed. And have a wonderful night"

[WapWap]

Brfan, you're a font of creative ideas.  Your story writing just gets better and better.   

[snowman7]

Great writing!  I look forward to the next chapter as Lilly continues to grow in size and strength.

[giantgirl7foot2]

I hope this one doesn't stop before she actually outgrows his jersey. And then outgrows her daddy too. 

[Brfan]

"Logan, come here. Now" Lilly knocked on her brother's door, don't bothering to open it up. It's been three months since the night when she beat him up, and ever since that night Logan was a rather obedient older brother.
"What is it, sis..? Oh my God" Logan entered Lilly's room and dropped his cell phone as he saw her.
He had been doing his best to avoid looking at her, and that was the only logical explanation he could come up with to justify not realizing how Lilly's body had changed since that night.
Lilly grinned. Although she didn't do it often, she loved seeing how shocked Logan was by her muscles. Lilly had tried on her Spurs jersey, the one she had asked her dad to buy about one year before, and that was tight then. Now, almost 30 pounds later, it was stretched to it's limit. The letters and numbers on the front were distorted.
"Cool, right? I was thinking about working out with this today, but it will be impossible to move my arms around" Lilly adduced her arms as if she would hug some invisible person in front of her, but her arms were restrained by the jersey. She forced it a little and smiled as the sound of stitches giving up came from under her arms. She stopped her attempt.
"Well, this one I'm saving for a special moment in a few months, but for tonight's game - which I'm going with dad again - I'll be using yours. I hope that's alright with you, bro"
"Y-yes, Lilly" Logan looked down. His life had been miserable recently. Ever since she punched him, Lilly had been stripping out everything that brought joy to Logan's life. Even his basketball playing had found new lows. He now didn't even play during games, and he knew he was still on the team just because of his dad's influence. It didn't help that Lilly was making quite the fuss around school after joining the wrestling team. Apparently, she was gifted, and had recently changed categories. Logan knew it could only mean she had added weight. And by her looks, it meant pounds of muscle.
"Is that all?" he asked, hoping he would be left alone
"Well, of course not" she walked towards him. In her workout shorts, Lilly's legs looked powerful, her quad muscles bulging at each step "First, you'll help me to get out of this jersey. Carefully, I don't want to ruin it"
Lilly raised both her arms, inviting her brother to pull the jersey up. With care, Logan started pulling it off. As he did, he first revealed Lilly's rock hard six pack. Logan let out a little gasp as he saw how thick and protruded each of the muscle squares was. He imagined what would happen if someone tried to punch them.
'Probably break his hand' he thought to himself.
As Lilly's torso widened, Logan noticed that passing the jersey through her lats would be a problem. Lilly's lats were so broad they were the reason the jersey almost burst into pieces when she moved before. Rolling the fabric up one side at a time, Lilly helped him lowering first her right arm, and then her left. Logan noticed how Lilly's arms were muscular. Her forearms were sinewy and thick, and the veins that emerged on them flowed up to her beefy biceps and triceps. Even though she was a good 7 or 8 inches shorter, Logan knew her arms were thicker than his. Finally, as he pulled the jersey over Lilly's head, he saw her thick chest. Lilly had developed a deep valley in the middle of her chest, that connected her pecs in a gorgeous, strong manner. Releasing the shirt, Logan saw that Lilly's neck was also very large, thanks to well developed traps. His younger sister had the body of a bodybuilder, and she was only nearly 16 years old.
"Thank you, little brother" Lilly said with a small grin on the corner of her mouth. It's been a while since she had added the 'little' when referring to him.
"Now can I go?"
"Well, almost"
"What else do you want?"
"You know I have a big competition next month, right? Well, coach told us that there will be some scouts and maybe even some sponsors there"
"And..."
"Well, I figured a little self promotion can't do bad, right? So I decided to create some social media to promote the team and myself a bit"
"Ok..." Logan had no idea where this was going, but he wasn't liking it
"You know, just some regular stuff. Pictures of the team, and myself, from practices and gym training..."
"And what do I have to do?"
"Well, you must be there to take those pictures, so... there's that. I want you to be at least once a week on practices. And Saturday we'll go to the gym so you can take pictures and make videos of my workouts"
"What?" Logan had very little free time in his life, and now he'd be forced to spend it recording her amazing sister's muscles?
"Hey, c'mon. It will be fun. And who knows? Maybe if you see some serious muscle being stimulated it might inspire you" Lilly giggled and flexed her right bicep. A hard muscle popped up, the peak speaking for itself. This wasn't a request, it was an order
"A-alright..." Logan's voice came out weak, frightened by Lilly's proud muscle
"Attaboy. One more thing"
"Yes?"
"Every once in a while you might be requested to show on the camera too. You know, I did some research and found out that sometimes It's better to say if something is big or not by comparing it to another's. So let's say I want to make sure people realize how big my arm is, I might want to flex it next to yours, you know... for comparison. I'm sure you won't mind, right?" Lilly grinned watching her brother's face lose all the color
"Y-yes... sure"
"Great. And eventually, if practice pics don't go so well, we might have to stage some pictures and videos of holds and submissions. You are ok with doing that with me, right?"
Lilly didn't wait for an answer. She knew she had instilled enough fear on her brother for now "Great. That would be all. Go now. I have to hit some weights"

[caino]

as always, the best writer in Saradas
thx and K for you

[Brfan]

** Disclosure: This chapter has violence**



Lilly's social media idea took off. A few weeks after launching it, she had attracted followers and a few sponsors. That was great in many ways. It gave her more money than a summer job would, and even with the nice cut she shared with her wrestling team, enough to buy new leotards and renew the practice mat, Lilly still had enough left to buy protein supplements to improve her workouts, what seemed to keep her in a growing path that would otherwise be unsustainable. Lilly knew that in a couple months Logan would be leaving to college, and although most of the attention she was receiving from her dad up until now came from attention she ripped away from Logan, she hoped that being the only kid left in the house would help.

There was one pickle with Logan leaving, however. She'd lose the one person who seemed to be most impressed with everything she could do physically. Lilly still remembered the day she asked Logan to record her measuring up her flexed biceps (which she later made sure to compare to his own and found out that she had a whole inch thicker to his). Logan was also the one who seemed to notice how she was getting bigger, or at least he was the one who stated that to her after she flexed some of her powerful muscles to his face. And there was, of course, the fact that maybe, just maybe, being away from home could make Logan lose some of the respect, or why not say fear he had been showing towards her. So maybe another reminder was due. And this time it might be something more... remarkable.

"Mom and dad will be out for the night. Meet me at the wrestling team facility at 8pm. Don't be late" she texted him. She knew that Logan wouldn't dare to disobey her orders.
Said and done, a little before 8 Logan entered the facility. Everything was dark, except for some lights that were placed right in the ring. Lilly was sitting there, just chilling
"Hey little brother, right on time. Did you bring what I asked you to?"
"Here, everything inside the backpack"
"Great, help me set it up"
Besides buying her nutrition supplements, Lilly used some of the sponsorship money to buy two cameras and tripods. She ordered Logan to set them up in strategic places facing the center of the mat.
"Good, now you cell phone, please" Lilly extended her hand waiting for Logan do hand it over
"What for?"
"What do you think? We need two more angles. I'll use mine and yours" she said as she pulled it away from his shaky hand.
"What's this all about?"
"You'll see" She finished setting the phones up, placed herself in the middle of the mat, facing the best camera, and ordered Logan so press record
"Hey everyone. This is Lilly Adams. Today we are going to discuss some wrestling moves that you can use during your matches when, for some reason, both you and your opponent end up on the ground. I'll be joined today by my lovely older brother, Logan. Come here, Logan, don't be shy" she looked at him with such ferocity in her eyes that he didn't dare not comply. Logan walked towards her and faced the camera
"As you can see, Logan here is quite taller than me, and that can be quite challenging. That's why you will want to bring the match to the ground. Now, remember. Everything here is controlled and we have a staff around us. Don't try this at home!"

Lilly finished her lines and walked past the camera, stopping it. Logan was shocked by how professional and dissimulated she sounded. Lilly angled all cameras down, so they'd be filming the action that took place on the mat.
"Hey, bro... how much do you weight?" she asked as if this was just chit-chatting
"100... 140... why?"
Lilly looked up and smirked "Just that? I mean... I knew you were skinny but... Well, at least we are in the same category"
"What? Why? How.. how much do you weight?"
"Oh, I'm 143 these days"
Lilly looked at him and let the information sink in. She let Logan process what she had just said. Yes, she was younger, smaller, and yet heavier than him. And the reason for that is because every inch of her body was filled with hard, powerful muscle. Lilly was wearing her practice leotard that made evident that.
"Alright Logan, take off your shirt. I think it will be a nice contrast to the video"
"Why... why are you doing this, Lilly?"
"Seriously, Logan? This again?" She stepped closer to him, as if she was challenging her brother to confront her. Instead, Logan pulled off his t-shirt and showed his skinny frame.
"That's better. Now, lay down right here" she pointed the spot on the mat "And stay on your knees and hands, as if you were a little kitty" she giggled. Logan obeyed.
Lilly turned on all the cameras and made sure they were filming in the right angle. Then she walked next to Logan and knelt beside him. Turning to the camera again, she re-started the show
"Now, this is a common position you might end up in. The secret here is to take absolute control of at least one of your opponent's hands before he can do the same to you. You'll see that after I do that, my next move will be to take him off his balance"
As she laid to same position as Logan, she whispered to him "by all means, try your best to break free" Then, she counted to three and before he could move, with feline agility Lilly used her left hand to grab Logan's right arm and pulled it off with astonishing power, taking him off his balance as she threw her heavy body over his and pulled him backwards, causing Logan to fall with his back onto her chest. Before Logan could make sense of what was happening, Lilly wrapped her thick legs around his torso and locked her ankles. Still holding his left wrist, she spoked calmly to the cameras as Logan tried in vain to squirm off.
"Now, as you can see, as I was bringing him off his balance, I made sure to wrap my legs around his torso. This way it's almost impossible for him to roll away from my hold. Not only that, but I never lost grip of his arm, as you can see" Lilly gave a few seconds to Logan to try to get away from her hold, but it was indeed impossible. Soon he got tired and stopped moving. She proceeded
"Now, there's a variety of holds and chokes you can go from here. I'll show you guys my favorites. First, if you have strong legs and your opponent has a weak core, you can try to simply squeeze him, like this" Lilly tensed her legs and compressed Logan's lower back and abs to oblivion. She giggled as Logan screamed in pain.
"As you can see, it can be quite compelling" she squeezed a little harder just so Logan screamed a little more "However, if your legs aren't strong enough, this might be innocuous" she released the pressure to just the enough needed to keep Logan, who now was more worried about breathing than trying to break free, still.
"In that case, you might try what I like to call an 'upside full nelson'" Lilly let go of Logan's wrist and slipped both her arms under his armpits, placing her fingers crossed behind his head and pushing it down
"Cool, right? Now this is a good hold cause you can save some energy, and he can squirm all day long and won't be able to get out" And to prove her point, Lilly just looked at the camera making boring faces as Logan tried to roll from one side to other, without any results
"Finally, and this is my favorite" Lilly spoke as she carefully moved her arms, placing her right arm around Logan's neck and her left arm behind it, in a classical choke hold. "You can go for the lights out" she said, as Logan whispered "Please, don't, Lilly, I beg you"
"Now, pay attention guys. Many people believe that it's the hand around his neck that is responsible for the choking. Actually, the most important part it the other hand pushing his head down, the same time as my right arm here compresses his neck. Like this" And Lilly held for a few seconds the painful hold, just enough to get Logan's head purple, before releasing the pressure.
"Now" she continued "And this part, dear brother, is exclusive for you, once you have your victim in this position, you can play with him a bit" Lilly rolled their bodies to the side, holding Logan's face straight to one of the phones, which she had left intentionally there.
"Maybe squeeze his torso a bit more" Lilly added pressure to his back, causing Logan to scream and place both his hands on her thick thighs, that were now flexed.
"Please.... Lilly...." Logan's voice came out weak and in between breaths
"Or maybe just flex your bicep on his pipe" And Lilly flexed her hard ball of muscle on her right arm right against his Adam's apple. Logan instinctively moved both hands to her arm and try to pull it apart to relieve the pain.
"But, obviously, the most cool part is being able to squeeze things out of him. First, his guts" Lilly this time tensed her legs almost splitting Logan in half. The contraction was so vicious Logan puked whatever he had on his stomach.
"Then, the air" then Lilly added the pressure to his ribs and neck, causing Logan's face to go from red, to all colors of purple
"And finally, his lights" And with one final squeeze, Logan's eyes rolled up and was put to sleep.

[jhunter]

Interesting turn. Glad to see the story continue. Look forward to how things proceed.

[john jonh]

 
love it. it would be great to see the brother try in public that old smaller jersey of her and her try his one, highlighting the difference

[Danny pawn]

Hopefully she packs on a lot more size like a massive off-season bodybuilder while brother stays really skinny. Great story so far, hope you continue.