The follow up meeting

[chris007]

Chapter 1


"Hi Tom, nice to mee you and thank you for taking the time to see me." Emma Rotherford said as she opened her office door to invite Tom in.  Emma, a tall, very attractive brunette at just under 6 feet, was a 30 year old sports lecturer at a London University who was writing a thesis on muscular women.  Emma had always been into sports and wanted her thesis to be on a topic a little different to the norm.  Female bodybuilding had always intrigued her and Emma had decided that she would immerse herself in the life-style of a female bodybuilder.  It was early days and her research had unearthed a whole culture that she had no idea even existed.  Muscle worshipping.  To understand more on this, Emma had posted on as many of the muscular women admirer's forums she could find on the web requesting whether any of the frequent posters would like to meet up and discuss their views with her, in a private face to face meeting.  Tom had been one of many who had agreed to meet with Emma.


Tom, a 50 year old single man, had always been fascinated with muscular women from an early age.  His fascination was the main reason he had remained single.  Upon seeing the post on the Saradas forum, and upon seeing that the post was for a face to face meeting in London, Tom was more than willing to participate, although it was a long journey from his home county of Cornwall, and was equally a little apprehensive.  The request was essentially asking for people to be completely open about what they like about women with musclces and he wasn't so sure he wanted to do that with a complete stranger.  However, upon meeting Emma, he was completely put at ease.  The first thing Tom noticed was how tall Emma was and how pretty she was with her tanned complexion and long brown hair. 


"Take a seat Tom" Emma said gesturing to a comfy chair whilst she sat on one opposite.  "Please tell me as much as you can about why you like muscular women, please don't hold anything back so even tell me your fantasies.  And just to reassure you, this is all in confidence.".


Tom found Emma so easy to talk to, even a little therapeutic, and he found himself really opening up to her.  There were no judgements whatsoever from Emma, who made notes on a laptop, and asked Tom many questions mainly to clarify some of his specific fantasies.  They chatted for a good hour before Emma announced that she certainly had enough to work on. 


"If you're ok Tom, if I could take your email address, I would like to keep in touch.  I'm not completely sure right now but I am intending to put on muscle mass or instead I may befriend some female bodybuilders to understand more on what it's like to be a muscle woman.  I may reach out to you at some point in the future, if I get to that size, or if I go the route of meeting a bodybuilder, as I would like to meet up again to fulfill some of your fantasies and to ask you what it was like for you for my research.".


"Yes, here's my email address.  That would be incredible Emma".  Tom replied excitingly, imagining the very attractive Emma with big bulging muscles.


"Well, no promises" Emma said smiling at Tom as she second guessed his thoughts.


Chapter 2 -  4 years later


For a few years after that meeting with Emma, Tom had hoped that an email would pop into his inbox requesting a meet up but none had been forthcoming.  Occasionally, Tom would think about going all the way out to the office that Emma had used but it was a too long a journey.  Tom had no other contact details for Emma, and the profile she had used on the forums had been idle for years.  Tom had enjoyed that initial meeting with Emma but had given up hope that the "follow up" she had implied may happen was actually going to happen.  Then one evening, an email from "Emma Rotherford" appeared in his inbox.  With excited anticipation, Tom opened the email hoping that this was going to be the "follow up".


The email read:


"Hi Tom,


Hope all is well with you.  I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to reach out to you, hope you remember me (muscles), but would you be happy to have a follow up meeting?  If yes, please come to this office, address below, this Saturday at midday".


Tom was ecstatic, his imagination playing overtime.  Would this be a muscled Emma or some other woman? he thought.    He was hoping to meet any woman with muscle but in truth, he was hoping it would be Emma as he had imagined, many times, her pretty face on a muscular body. 

   

Finally, which in reality was only 3 days, but to Tom, seemed like months, Saturday arrived.  The Friday night, Tom had no sleep and had many, many thoughts of what could go wrong, traffic jams or train disruptions meaning that Tom might miss the "follow up" time.  Tom opted to travel by train, and to his relief, there was no issues. 


Tom found the location of the office and he was buzzed in.  When entering he found a hand written note:


"Hi Tom, please enter the first room on the right and sit on the chair in the middle of the room.".


Tom entered the room and sat on the chair as instructed.  He noted that to the right of the chair was a platform about 2 feet high.  To the left was another note and a button.  The note read "Please don't hold back from what you had shared with me in our meeting 4 years ago.  Make yourself comfortable, and when you're ready, press the button.  A reminder, to keep looking ahead".  In eager anticipation, not knowing whether Emma was going to look anything like his fantasy woman, or whether there would be another muscular woman, Tom pressed the button and waited.  After a short while he heard a door open from behind him.  Fighting the urge to look behind, Tom continued to look ahead.  He heard the strain and creaking of the wooden ramp as heavy steps ascended and made their way towards him stopping on the platform to his right.  Tom slowly turned to look and was in shock at what he was seeing.  Sitting on the chair, Tom's eyeline was in line with an incredible tight pair of camouflage bikini bottoms (a fantasy outfit was an army coloured bikini).  Below were two enormous, deeply tanned powerful thighs and above was the most perfect tummy button he had ever seen moving rhythmically amongst the bulging abs.  As per one of his fantasies, Tom refrained from looking up as the huge musclebound woman spun around 90 degrees, bent slightly and thrust a huge bulging shiny tanned hip towards Tom's face.  Tom was in amazed awe as he watched the ever expanding hip heading towards him, until it was touching his face.  The touch of the woman's firm smooth enormous muscled hip, on his face, was intoxicating.  Tom lost himself in that moment, bringing his hands up caressing the huge powerful muscles whilst he rubbed his face, pushing one cheek and then turning his to the other cheek, amongst the huge girth of the muscled hip.  Tom could smell the cocounut oil that had been rubbed into that huge shiny hip.  The muscle woman was allowing Tom to follow one of his fantasy scenarios, pushing his face onto huge muscled hips.


The massive muscled hip moved away from Tom's face as the muscle woman turned towards him, the enormous thighs expanding and taking up his entire field of vision.  The gorgeous tummy button moving in and out with the muscle woman's breathing as it disappeared within the bulging abs with each breath in, reappearing with each breath out.  Tom nervously lent forward, and pushed his face into the mass of the woman's abs, another fantasy.  Whilst rubbing his face into the powerful abs, Tom started to run his hands up and down the bulging musclebound thighs marvelling and how firm they were to his touch.  Keeping his face in amongst the woman's rippling abs, Tom moved his hands on to the muscle woman's strong firm waist gripping it tightly.   


The huge tanned muscle woman slowly took a step back, bulging thighs ripplling, as Tom looked up at the woman's huge pumped up chest, stretching the camouflage bikini top, and the enormous but relaxed biceps and boulder shoulders.  The huge deeply tanned muscles shone in the light.  Tom looked up further and saw the tip of the woman's chin, hiding her identity.  The muscle woman then very slowly bent down towards Tom, and he saw Emma's gorgeous face, with her lovely dark hair tied up looking down at him.  Emma's massive muscled thighs bulged to extreme levels as she bent at the knee and Tom was in awe at the width of Emma's shoulders, and the mass of her lats are arms as she leaned forward.

[chris007]

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[Jaguar]

Excellent story !  Very well written.

IF you have time and want to do a longer version, you could insert a few paragraphs about Tom's and Emma's feelings before and after the first meeting.  Also add Emma's feelings before and during the second meeting. 

But for the length it is, what you've written is excellent. 

[Miley Cyrus]

Great story! I hope there would be a second chapter!

[biggerisbetter]

I like the idea, can't wait to see what where other dreams of Tom

[chris007]

Here is a short follow up.  I will be adding some dialogue for the next chapter and some back story......



Emma smiled sweetly as she looked down at Tom.  A strong light was shining behind her casting a huge-muscled shadow engulfing Tom.  Emma marvelled at the muscly shapes her shadow was making.  Recalling from her notes, following her initial meeting with Tom, Tom had said that he liked "pec bouncing".  Leaning down further, so that her chest was in line with Tom's face, Emma took in a deep breath, her expanding chest reaching out to Tom.  Emma then proceeded to "pec dance", making one tanned shiny pec bounce and then the other, one at a time slowly.  She then gradually increased the pace of the bouncing, eventually coming to a point whereby they bounced at the same time.  Tom was in awe at how Emma's chest wobbled at the end of each bounce.  As per Tom's request, Emma ended the bouncing by taking one almighty breath in, her chest expanding upwards to her chin, Emma pushed her arms in making her boulders shoulders bulge out to unreal proportions and held the breath, cocking one beautiful eyebrow at Tom, smirking in only a beautiful woman could.


"Are you ready?", Emma asked in her most sexiest voice that should could muster.


Emma then relaxed her huge pumped pecs with a thud as they came crashing down from their tensed to relaxed position, a rippling wobble, that seemed to last for ages but was merely seconds, as they settled down.


Emma stood upright, her huge body once again casting a shadow over Tom.  Tom, still sitting on the chair, was back in line with that beautiful shaped tummy button that moved rythmitcally amongst the strong abs.  Emma stood for a minute allowing Tom to take in her huge size.  Tom glanced down at the mammoth thighs that were quivering with power and then the slim waist leading up to bulging lats accentuating that x-shape.  Looking higher, again Tom could only see the tip of Emma's lovely chin as she stood erect proudly, as if looking to the distance.  Emma then slowly turned 180 degrees to her left.  The left leg moving first, followed by the right.  Each step creating amazing undulating shapes as her mammoth thighs fought against each.  With each step, the muscles rippled and then stood erect and the stage creaked with Emma's weight.  Now with her back to Tom, Tom was level with Emma's shapely muscled rear, the camoflage bikini, stretched taut over each muscled cheek.  Tom tried to clear his dry throat as he looked up at the sheer expanse of Emma's enormous back, a deep, deep crevice, getting deeper as it rose from the top of her bikini bottoms to beneath her neck with the bulging muscles either side.  Emma's long dark hair, tied up with a small pony tail nestled amongst her huge tanned shoulder muscles.  Emma took a step forward and dropped down from the stage with a thud.  As per Tom's initial meeting, Emma was aware that Tom simply liked watching a huge muscled woman walking so Emma walked slowly, in circles around the room so that Tom could once again marvel at Emma's tall, huge tanned muscled physique as she walked.  After five minutes of walking, Emma stepped towards Tom and made herself look as huge as possible as she approached.  Bending at the knees, to Tom's right hand side, a tanned muscled hip thrusting out, Emma flexed her left bicep, the back of it in front of Tom's face.  Tom reached out and caressed the powerful muscles as Emma slowly pumped her bicep up and down.  Emma then turned 90 degrees to her left, bent at the knees and proceeded to flex her enormous right bicep.  Tom reached out to touch as Emma again slowly pumped her right bicep up and down.  Emma was watching her massive bicep pump and then looked at Tom chuckling at his facial expression that was a combination of both lust and awe.  As Emma chuckled, Tom couldn't help but watch Emma's beautiful tummy button moving above the tight bikini bottom and gigantic thighs and her chest that seemed to shudder with her soft laughter as she flexed her bicep.


Emma stopped the flexing, leant down and picked Tom up, cradling him in her strong arms.


"Shall we have our follow up meeting?" Emma asked as she held Tom.

[watson2022]

The best on here - hope more to come when have time.

[chris007]

Chapter 4 - the past.



When Emma had explained to her husband, Mark, of her research and that she intended to train her body he had no complaints.  Mark was happy that Emma had a hobby that enabled him to continue with his own, namely golf, without feeling guilty about spending time apart.  What Mark hadn't realised was how far Emma would push herself and just how big she would eventually become.  Once Emma had started to put on some serious size, becoming larger and more muscled than Mark, that was when the problems between them started to materialise.



The very first "compromise", is what Emma called it, was when they went on a hiking trip to the Brecon Beacons in Wales.  Mark had been away overseas for nine months, working on a big project, and upon his return, he had promised to take Emma on holiday.  He'd booked a beautiful cottage in the Welsh mountains, for the day he landed so when Emma picked Mark up from the airport they would go straight on to their holiday retreat.

They arrived early afternoon with the weather, unusual for Wales, hot and sunny.  Although Mark was feeling a little jet lagged, Emma was keen to go for a short hike.   



"Just coming."  Emma had called down from the stairs to Mark who had been filling some water flasks in the kitchen.  Mark was happy to go for a walk in what he was wearing, casual shorts and tee, whilst Emma wanted to put something more appropriate for physical activity.  Mark heard the creaky steps, typical for an old cottage, when Emma descended the stairs.  The kitchen door opened and Emma bounced in ready for her hike.



Mark was dumbstruck, Emma was wearing the skimpiest, tightest shorts and sports bra both struggling to contain Emma's bulging tanned muscles.  Prior to his project overseas, he had noticed that Emma was becoming more shapely with her training and he had liked his wife's new curvy figure, particularly for a woman as tall as Emma.  However, Emma had grown significantly during his time away.  He'd thought Emma had put on weight when she picked him up at the airport but he had put it down to the clothing she was wearing.

"What's wrong?" Emma asked noticing the uncomfortable look on Mark's face.

"I'm sorry Emma, I need to be honest but your muscles......they are just too much....". Mark replied.

Emma sighed. "We spoke about this when I started training." she said.  "For my research, I needed to build up my body making it larger, stronger which means BIG muscles." she continued. 

"But I didn't expect them to be as big as this, your f****** massive." Mark said angrily.

Emma didn't want to make Mark unhappy.  "Look, you remember that I said that there are some guys that I interviewed who are attracted to muscular women.  Well....this is the look that they like.  I need to meet up with some of these guys to understand how they would react to seeing a woman like me.  Now these meetings won't occur until a few years time so I'll suppose I could slim down when you're back and put the size back on when you are away.  Would this be a compromise?" she asked.

"I guess so".  Is all Mark could say.

The rest of the holiday was awful for them both.  Previously, when going for a walk, they had held hands, as couples in love do, but during the week this hadn't happened at all.  When out together, Mark had tried to stand not so close to Emma.  Emma had eventually realised that this was because he was embarrassed that she was the bigger of the two.  Mark had sat on a bench, for a drink, and Emma had sat beside him both noticing her massive thighs dwarfing his.  To stop Mark feeling uncomfortable, Emma had stopped wearing the shorts and sports bra for the remainder of their unhappy holiday.

That holiday was the writing on the wall for their marriage.  Over the next year, Emma had tried to slim down, but her heart was never really in it.  She just liked being big.  No really BIG!  As a consequence, each time Mark returned home, Emma was even bigger than the time before.  Emma had given up trying to sooth Mark's feelings and at home, her typical home attire was a sports bra and tight, skimpy shorts.  Her muscles just got bigger, and bigger and bigger that in the end, Emma absolutely dwarfed Mark that it became comical.  Mark had lost count the amount of times that he would be in the bathroom brushing his teeth and Emma would walk in, in her "home" attire, and would just stand next to him looking huge.  No words were said between them but Emma would check out how much bigger she was than Mark.  Since the Wales trip onwards, their marriage had became a sham and three years following that holiday, they had decided to call time on their marriage.

Chapter 4 - the present

Mark and Emma had been living apart these past six months, whilst their divorce was being finalised.  This was taking longer than what Mark wanted and his solicitor had told Mark that he should go see Emma, at her apartment, to ask her to speed things up from her side.  Mark was not happy doing this but he wanted this over withas soon as possible.  Mark and Emma had not seen or spoken to each other during this time as he made his way to her apartment, their old apartment.  He still had his key and let himself in.  Once inside, he heard a man talking, rather breathlessly, in the living room, "Oh my.  You're so beautiful.  I can't believe how huge you are!".

Mark walked slowly down the corridor and approached the semi closed lounge door.  He peered through the crack in the door.  The sight that he saw stopped him in his tracks.  He could see the back of Emma.  Her huge, enormous bulging back.  Her long dark hair was tied up in a pony tail that fell to the top of her muscle bound back with the huge girth from the top tapering to a slim waist accentuating a v shape.  Emma was wearing a green bikini, and she was bending, slightly at the knee which made her gigantic muscled ass cheeks stretch out of the bikini bottom where huge hamstrings and calves expanded beneath.  Her dark tanned body was glistening with oil which shone under the strategically placed lighting.  The muscles in Emma's back undulated and bulged as she swung from the waist from side to side looking down at whoever was in front of her.  Mark was not familiar with body building poses but recognised that Emma was doing a side bicep pose for the benefit of the mystery voice.   

Emma slowly stood up and spun 180 degrees and stepped to one side.  Even Mark, who was used to the size of his soon to be ex-wife, was in disbelief at Emma's now incredible size.  Mark, stood transfixed, as Emma's muscles rippled with that simple movement of turning around.  It was almost as if the floor shook with the strain of taking the weight of those enormous thighs. 

Mark could now see the voice, a man who appeared to be in his late 40s was sitting on a chair gazing adoringly at Emma.  Emma, standing like a giant over the seated man, bent down and thrust an enormous muscled hip, that just seemed to get bigger and bigger towards the man.  She raised her right arm and flexed an enormous bicep, the back of it towards the man.  She glanced down, smiling almost seductively at the man who reached and placed one hand on the bulging bicep and the other on the super expanded hip, caressing them with his touch.


Remaining bent at the hip, Emma dropped the bicep pose and moved into a side bicep making her massive chest expand up towards her chin.  She blew a couple of loose strands of hair from her face and tensed even more smiling down at the man who reached out to touch her expanding chest.

Although Emma was soon to be Mark's ex-wife, he found anger boiling up inside of him.  He opened the door completely and stepped into the room.

"What the hell is going on!" he shouted angrily.

Both the man and Emma jumped at the sudden appearance of Mark.  As Emma relaxed the side bicep pose Mark noticed her chest bounce with that relaxation.

"What's going on Emma?" the man asked.

"I'm so sorry Tim.  We'll need to set up another meeting very soon.  I'll explain later but let me show you to the door."  Emma said reaching out to help the man, Tim, from the chair.  Tim was short, and Emma was a head taller and much, much wider.  The huge muscle bound Emma guided Tim to the front door whilst Mark waited in the lounge.

Mark heard some muffled talk, the front door open and then close and Emma make her way back to the lounge.  Emma stepped into the lounge and walked towards Mark, enormous muscles rippling and bulging with each step.  She stood directly in front of Mark with the lighting behind her resulting in a huge shadow engulfing Mark.  Emma's beautiful face with a look of annoyance bore into Mark.  Emma said nothing for about 5 seconds but to Mark it felt like minutes as he took in how huge Emma actually was and how small he was in comparison.  Mark looked her up and down, awestruck, whilst Emma smirked at him.  The muscled bound tummy button, that was moving seductively amongst the firm developed abs took his attention.  Huge and solid abs that looked as hard as granite. With fists placed on those immensely thick muscled hips, Emma had flared her lats and had taken a deep breath which had made her huge breasts expand out.  Emma's thighs tensed and her thighs muscles bulged to amazing proportions.  Emma appeared to ignore Mark as she stared ahead but then she slowly looked directly into his face, a beautiful eyebrow cocked almost mocking this insignificant creature that stood in front of her muscled amazingness.

"What are you playing at Mark?" Emma asked.

       

[erocha75]

Wow, great story!! Very well written!! Emma's story is so exciting!! Pls more chapters!!

[brave_archer]

Your descriptions are great! Excited to see where this will go. Karma given!

[watson2022]

Awesome new chapter