Muscle Impossible Side Story 1

*Author’s Note: This story may be objectionable to most of you, because it deals with a character’s childhood, this does not represent my writing style as a whole, but a subject that I felt important to discuss and go into detail with. If you do not want to read about pre-teen characters with muscle and strength, which is what this story deals with, then do not read into this story. Let me make this point right now, there is no sexual content in this story that deals with pre-teens, I don’t encourage any of that BS, I would not do that for any reason. But for those with open minds, I hope you enjoy this story.
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Me and Teri decided to take a trip down to Milwaukee, to visit Shelly and her husband, Jimmy. Its been a while since we’ve been down that way, we got an invitation because we heard that Jimmy had Shelly and Teri’s home movies when they were kids put onto a DVD disc and they wanted to show the whole family. How could I turn down the opportunity to visit my super strong, super muscular, and super sexy sister-in-law and see how she and Teri were like as kids, because really, Teri and me haven’t ever spoken about those days. It would be fascinating to see if they were strong and muscular even as pre-teens, to see how strong they were back in those days, and to see at what age did Shelly become stronger, and more muscular than her big sister, who is 8 years older.
We walked out the door, I went to the car, but Teri said, "Uh-uh stud, you know me and Shelly have been training lately, I want to be your means of conveyance." She stood with her back to me and said. "Hop on, honey."
I did with a huge smile on my face, I've always wondered what it felt like to be on Shelly when she comes up here from Milwaukee, the way she runs 5 times faster than a car, getting here in 7 minutes when a car going 65 mph would take at least 50 minutes to get there. I knew for a fact Teri wasn't as strong as Shelly, so there was no way we would get to Milwaukee in 7 minutes, maybe not even close, but I knew that Teri had enough strength and endurance to go all the way.
"Got a good grip, dear?"
I put my arms around her neck, hooked my legs around her small waist, and put my head down on her shoulder and said, "Yup, now I do, amaze me, beautiful!"
And we went down the road in a virtual blur, as Teri's huge thighs pumped at impossible, her huge body, carrying my even huger body. Teri was 5'1.5 and weighed in at 290 incredible, insanely ripped, hugely muscled pounds, I am 6'1 and I weigh in now at 346 pounds, 10 years ago that would have been 100% fat, but since I met my wife, we have been working out together 3 hours a day, 6 days a week, and all that hard work, together with a healthy diet transformed my body into pure muscle.
Not that I was even close to being as strong as Teri, which she continued to show whenever the opportunities arose. Outlifting me in the weightroom, easily beating me at arm wrestling and regular wrestling. It was all playful of course, she knows how much I love her strength, how much stronger she is than me, and can't help but notice whenever she beats me, I have the biggest erection in my pants. And I love it when she lifts and carries me around the house, I'm a huge man, like I said, so the fact that anyone, much less a woman a foot shorter than I can carry me around like a baby, that makes me so horny, I just have to take her right there and give her a night of passionate love.
We're traveling at speeds I really can't figure, all I know is that we're passing cars on the side like they're standing still, but not so fast that everything is a blur. I can see words on the signs, were going at a clip, of course, maybe 100 miles per hour, if I had to guess. But if I had to estimate how fast Shelly could travel, it would probably be well over 300 miles an hour, so Teri, again, is no where near Shelly's strength, or speed, and as I was going to see, hasn't been for a long time.
We arrived in Milwaukee about 30 minutes after starting the run, Teri ran through town and we arrived at Shelly's house 5 minutes after that. We were greeted at the door by Shelly's husband, Jimmy, and her and Jimmy's little 4 year old daughter, Susie. Susie looked to be the spitting image of her mother, short, though incredibly wide, she already appeared to have a certain amount of muscle size and definition that was unmistakable, despite wearing full clothes. It seems the women on Teri's side of the family have muscle building genes up and down, judging also by Teri and Shelly's mother, Jeannie, who is 5'2, but looks to weigh almost as much as Teri, thick with muscle. Teri's father, Tom was there as well, he was very impressively built, 6'4 260 pounds, if I had to guess. I wonder if he was always in shape, or if being married to Jeannie helped him as being married to Teri helped me. Jeannie is 58 years old, but doesn't look a day over 40, Tom, is 60, but also looks much younger, it seems that bodybuilding has some rejuvenating powers.
I got hugs all around, it was incredible feeling all that firm female flesh, between Jeannie, Teri, and Shelly, not to mention the muscle I felt on Susie. Not that I would ever feel girls that small could be sexy at all, no way, I just marvel at the fact that a girl that young could contain that level of muscle hardness. Not that I'm surprised, I had been told stories of Teri and Shelly, but I didn't really believe most of them, they were just too fantastical, despite me meeting Shelly and seeing her power, now that I look at Susie, maybe those stories aren't so far-fetched.
We all sat around the TV as Shelly produced a DVD out of an envelope, and put it into the DVD player, she got the controller and sat down on a sturdy chair, then her husband Jimmy, who is very much like me, a big guy that's into bigger girls, sat down on her lap. Jimmy smiled at me, Teri, Jeannie and Tom as he pressed play on the controller. Two girls were shown, a small one, slightly older than Susie is, and an older one, in her teens.
"That's me, Jeremy, I'm about 14 years old there, and as you could probably guess, that's itty bitty Shelly, at 6 years old."
I was looking, first of all, Shelly didn't look quite so tiny as Teri described her, she had wide shoulders, beefy forearms and calves, which was pretty much all I could see coming out of Shelley's cute little flowery dress. Teri herself was starting to fill out with womanly curves already, showing some wide shoulders, wide hips, tight, small waist, and a generous bit of nicely toned, fairly muscled leg from beneath her skirt.
"It's incredible to think even back then, you two had a certain amount of muscle, but looking at Susie, I guess I shouldn't be surprised, muscle must run in the family."
Jeannie laughed, "You got that right, Jeremy, I grew up muscular myself, my mother grew up muscular in her own right, could you imagine the surprise on my face when Teri flexed in front of me at 9 years old and showed some very nice biceps. Then, I myself couldn't believe it when Little Shelly tugged on my skirt when she was 5, flexed her arm and produced a biceps that beat Teri's when Teri was 9! I would guess my mother probably felt the same way when she spied me working on the farm at 12 and saw a pretty big old bicep pop up."
I nodded, "Must have been shocking to your father and brothers at the time, huh?"
She shook her head, "Oh no, I knew it wasn't normal at the time, so I kept it pretty much to myself, only mom and my sister knew, but they didn't say anything about it at the time, mostly because we knew it wasn't what girls were supposed to be doing in the 60's, it was still a man's World. I didn't become truly comfortable with it until I met Tommy, it was he who really brought the Amazon out in me."
Tom nodded, "And that's why we encouraged Teri and Shelly to get as big and strong as they wanted to. If it made them happy to flex muscles and lift weights, then it made us happy to make them happy. We hoped that the men they met would be happy seeing them get as big as possible as well."
I laughed, "Teri did."
Jimmy laughed as he bounced up and down on Shelly's massive thigh. "Shelly definitely did."
Jeannie said, "And its good to see the genes passed on even more so, little Susie here and Serena up in Two Rivers, by the way, where is Serena?"
Teri said, "Oh she's staying over by a friend's house, we left her a message on her cell phone, where we gonna go, so she knows we're down here. I just don't think she would be into all this looking at old home movies and reminiscing, she's more about the here and now."
I laughed and said, "Well, she did have a childhood much like I see here from you, Teri, she was very muscular already at 12 years old, and we didn't even let her get into weightlifting at the time."
Shelly gasped, "Really, you let her go until 12 years old? We haven't let Susie lift weights yet, but I'm sure me and Jimmy will start her well before 12! I may even let her start when she's 6, that's when I lifted my first weight."
I nodded and said, "I was wondering, exactly when did you and Teri flip, when did you become stronger than her? Teri told me bits and pieces, but nothing concrete on the ages when you two flip-flopped."
Shelly pushed the button on the DVD remote to unpause and said, "Oh, around the time I turned 8, Teri was a junior in high school, and was a cheerleader, I was off from grade school and decided to visit her, she was hanging around with a bunch of her cheerleader friends when I came up to her and wanted to play with her. She shooed me away like a pest, but I wouldn't take no for an answer, so I grabbed her arm with both of mine and started pulling her away from her friends. She resisted with all her might, but couldn't stop me. I was trying with all my power at the time, and my muscles were really big, the shirt and shorts I was wearing were drum tight over my muscles, and Teri's friends gasped as I showed muscles just as big as my sister's despite being a foot shorter and 60 pounds less."
I stood there, slack jawed, "I knew it was probably early, but I was figuring more like early teens, rather than the pre-teens, what was that like Teri, knowing a girl only 8 years old was stronger than you?"
Teri looked serious, almost depressed as she answered, "Of course I was a little disappointed, a little angry that my sister was so small, yet overpowered me so completely. I got over it as I saw that Shelly was growing steadily more muscular and did more and more feats of strength as she got older. I pretty much knew that with her muscle density that she had the ability to build more muscle than I could, so eventually I became more proud of her than anything. I decided that if I couldn't get stronger than her, I would help her be as strong and muscular as I could."
Then Shelly hit play on the DVD player and showed an example of Shelly's power over Teri, as she was shown at 10 years old, having an arm wrestling match with Teri, she was smiling, waving at the camera, not even looking at a struggling Teri as she adds her other hand to try and beat her little sister. But it didn't seem to add any resistance to Shelly, as she pushed the 18 year old Teri down to the table with absolute ease. Then she flexed a double biceps pose that nearly made my jaw drop open, I say nearly because I figured it would be huge, based on Shelly's current 45 inchers, still the sight of a 10 year old with 18 inch arms was something you don't see every day.
The scene shifted to Jeannie, who was wearing a white bikini, her body was oiled up, and she was looking as huge as Teri when I first met her. Her body was incredibly huge and ripped, she must have been 40 years old at the time, but her face made her look 25, she looked to have at least a 50 inch chest, with 6 inch deep pectorals, a 22 inch arm, and 8 pack abs that looked an inch deep at least! She looked up to notice the camera in her face. "Tom, put that thing down and come over here, I need you to oil down the rest of me."
Shelly fast forwarded it with a sheepish look on her face. "Oops, I didn't know that was on there."
The movie shifted ahead again to see Shelly again, this time in a bikini, she looked to be around 17 or 18 years old. The size of her muscles was just incredible to contemplate, she made most Mr. Olympia competitors look like stick figures. Her enormous shoulders looked to be made of bowling balls, and were at least 4 feet across, her back looked even bigger across, about 5 feet, if I had to guess. Her tiny waist maybe 23 inches around, which compared to her back, chest, and shoulders made her V look just unreal. That lead down to thighs which were bigger around than my waist, and I'm a big guy around the waist, I take 42s, but her thighs were maybe 44 inches around. Her calves were like huge hams, the camera pulled back to look at Teri's face, which was covered with a look of incredulous awe.
"Damn, I knew your muscles were huge when I went away to college, but I had no idea. You look so incredible, like if Incredible Hulk and Wonder Woman's DNA were combined and put on the body of a female jockey."
"So, you like?"
"Yes, yes I do, I only wish I knew how to get so big, so incredibly jacked that I could walk on stage at any Male Bodybuilding contest and just dominate all the guys there."
"Well, move in with me, I'll train you to be as big, ripped, and strong as I can, just like you helped me get this big. It would be my pleasure to help you achieve your dreams in bodybuilding. But you gotta help me with something."
"What?"
"Well, the problem is, I don't think men are attracted to me, so you gotta go to the gym sometime and see if any men check you out, see if they can get turned on by your huge muscles, if they do scope them out and tell me. I want to get a man who will like me for who I am."
"You got it, sis."
Shelly stopped the video, "Well, that's how I met my hubby Jimmy, he was at the gym one day and fell over himself trying to introduce himself. I though he was so cute and funny, it was love at first sight, just about." She pulled Jimmy down to her and kissed him on the lips.
Teri said, "It took me a while longer to find my Romeo, but Jeremy here finally showed up, about 5 years later. Seems to me that most guys were afraid to compare their bodies with me, but Jeremy was a true muscle loving Schmoe, and I just about fell in love with him right after meeting him." Teri kissed me passionately as well.
Susie was watching the whole thing and said, "Ewww, stop it you guys, you'll all get cooties from each other!"
We all laughed at that.
The End

Becky Biceps Meets Annie Ample

*Author's Note: This is told from Becky Biceps' dad's perspective. Both Becky Biceps and Annie Ample are property of Michele Roppo, I have been honored in the past to write a few stories with his permission. I have gotten much help with story ideas and inspiration from rtucker21, I think him very much. I hope you enjoy this story, about how Becky meets Annie and they have a muscle show that has to be seen to be believed. This happens shortly after Becky comes back from the Doctor‘s office, where she reached triple digits. I am also accepting commissions, so if anyone wants me to write a story about Annie Ample and has ideas about what should be in it and how it should go, and are willing to pay a very reasonable fee, please don‘t hesitate to contact me at shaneomacfan3@yahoo.com.*

Becky was watching TV when something came up on the local news, in a city 15 miles away from her house, there was a battle of muscle girls unlike any she’s ever seen or dreamt about. A Japanese girl named Su Lee was taking on an incredibly muscled 15 year old girl by the name of Annie Ample. Annie was outsizing Su by a great deal.
Then a reporter came on and said, "The blonde girl on the left is named Little Annie Ample, but as you can see, she’s far from little, she is 15 years old, 5’8 and weighs an incredible 360 pounds of muscle, as you can see, she’s much bigger than any male bodybuilder has ever been. She started lifting weights when she was 9 years old and as you can see it has definitely worked out for her, Annie has told us that after an exceptionally hard lifting session, her biceps got to over 100 inches, well over three times that of any Male Bodybuilder."
I was watching to the side, not too shocked, judging by Annie’s size, but not impressed either, as Becky herself just reached triple digits not too long ago. I say, "You know, I think you can beat her, you’re 4 years younger than her, you haven’t even started lifting weights yet, but your biceps are already hitting the 100 inch mark regularly, I bet if you went one on one with Annie, you not only could give her a run for her money, but you could actually outmuscle her."
Becky considered this for a while, "You know, I would love to meet Annie, ever since I first seen her, she was like an idol for me, her muscle size, her strength, they’re something I can model myself after, and I think you’re right, I think I can get bigger than her."
I smiled, "There you go, sweetie, I knew you’d come around, now all we need is a good plan to get her to come here."
Becky thought for a little while, "I know what we could do, I could send her a video of myself in disguise, wearing sweats so I look more fat than muscle, and ask her to help train me to get big and strong like her, then when she gets here, we can spring a sort of trap."
I clapped my hands and laughed, "That is a great idea, not only are you awesomely muscular and stronger than the World’s strongest man, you’re a smart little whippersnapper as well!"
Becky was smiling shyly with her arms in front of her, she unknowingly flexed, her pecs and biceps grew hugely, she giggled like the school girl she was and said, "Thanks dad, but you were the one who suggested it in the first place, I just filled in some spots."
So I got her a sweat suit that would have looked like a tent on me, and I’m no small man, I’m 6’1 and 230 pounds, but my daughter had me in everything but height, she was 4’6, but her weight was 280 pounds, and her shoulders were 4 and a half feet across, mine were only 3 and a half. So when she put the sweatshirt on, I wasn’t surprised that it went down to just below her waist, while on me it would probably have gone down to the middle of my thighs.
I gave her a pillow to put below her shirt, to try and disguise her stomach, to make her look fatter, her washboard stomach was incredible to see, 8 separate sections showing themselves easily as the separations were at least an inch deep each. She strapped the pillow around her gut and then put the sweatpants on, the illusion was almost perfect, she looked like a severely out of shape little girl who desperately needed help to lose weight. I smiled and she smiled back at me, her face wasn’t so fat, but I think that added something to it, as she would definitely turn out to be a heartbreaker when she lost all that babyfat, at least it would seem that way to someone watching the video.
I counted down from 3 and signaled for Becky to start, she began, "This is a request for help, Annie Ample, I have seen you on TV, and you’re the most spectacularly muscular girl to ever exist, my name is Becky Jones, I have been a bit heavy all of my life and I have tried several different things to lose weight, even an experimental fitness camp didn’t get me the results I wanted, so I was hoping that you could come to my address 1235 Miller Heights Drive in Cedar Falls, which I know is not far from where you live, to help train me to be as fit, strong and muscular as I possibly can be. Please, you’re my only hope, Annie!" She ended with tears in her eyes, really selling her sadness and desperation.
I shut off the camera and smiled widely, "I think that should do it, sweetheart, Annie has always been known to be generous with her time and charitable in the past, no way would she turn down a girl like you." Becky smiled, and said, "I hope she answers quick, I can’t wait to show her who the real biggest muscle girl in the World is!"
Then Becky had another idea, "Dad, let’s use the camera to film me doing a couple of feats of strength, then when Annie asks me how I got so big and so strong, we can show her how strong I really am."
I was laughing and nodding, "That’s just great, honey, I have another idea, why don’t you try to flex out of that sweat suit, don’t worry, we have more, I just would love to see Annie’s reaction when we show her that one!"
Becky smiles as she gets ready, then she starts flexing her thighs and calves, they grow hugely in seconds and the bottoms are ripped off immediately, except for the part right above her thighs and over her crotch region. Then she does a most muscular pose that starts the shirt ripping along the shoulders and back. Her dad holds up a picture of Annie Ample doing a double biceps pose, and this enrages Becky all the more, she crunches down even harder and the ripping of the thick, high tensile strength threads of the sweatshirt are heard to be ripping apart at the seams all the more. Seconds later there were only wisps of clothing floating on the air and only the collar of the sweatsuit remained on Becky’s body, she felt this and growled, flexing her neck and traps hugely, the collar could take no more and ripped in half, floating down with the rest of the destroyed cloth. She stood there, upper half of her body covered in a really stretched tank top, her enormous pecs heaving with every breath she took, her traps reaching the bottom of her ears.
"Okay, sweetie, take care of your pants now."
Becky smiled at the camera and looked down to the drum tight sweat pants on her huge thighs and calves. She concentrated and started shaking her thighs, then squeezing down tight on a thigh flex, I heard the material stretch and finally rip, then I saw it, as the rip started at the top of the thigh and went on down to the knee, the bottom part had ripped from the bottom, finally it fluttered off her. Showing her in a posing suit bottom and a barely hanging on tank top, she looked huger than ever. On her tank top were words that were stretching more than I think the designers of the shirt ever thought possible, it said World's Strongest. I gave it to her soon after we calculated this plan, she has worked out in it a couple times, and has stretched it from its original 5XL to something like 7XL.
I shake my head and smile as I say "Honey, we're going to have to get you bigger clothes, we just got you that tank top last week and you're already growing out of it!"
This caused Becky to giggle a little and said, "Of course I am dad, its mostly your fault though, you're the one who suggested I grow bigger than Annie, and you're the one who got me all those heavy weights, its not my fault my body responds so fast, well it is, but I hope you aren't mad."
I shake my head and laugh, "No, not mad at all dear, I am so happy that you're as huge as you are, I think it will make us all a lot of money in the future."
Becky shook her head, "I’m not doing this for money, I think we have enough, and can probably find other ways to make it, I want to be recognized across the World as the Strongest and most muscular girl that ever was or ever will be."
I smiled and said, "Of course, of course, Becky, you will be, Annie won’t know what is going to hit her."
A couple of weeks later, Annie finally made her way to Becky’s home town, she took a cab to the address that she got in the video that she got from Becky and her dad. She thought it strange, that it may be a trap, but she felt that her body was big and strong enough to overcome anything. Her mind ruled it out as well, no way could that little 11 year old girl fill that sweatshirt out with anything but fat, she had known rivals when she was 13 and 14, but they were from girls her own age, never from someone so young, so she dismissed Becky as just another girl who needed her assistance to get strong and muscular, and she was always willing to help when it came to that.
Annie had helped several young girls in Smallville become quite big and strong in their own rights, though not near as big as she was. It was amazing to see a high school where 10 percent of the girls walking around with muscles that would make a Mr. Olympia blush. Becky would be the youngest girl that she had personally helped out, but she felt that Becky had a lot of potential, she didn't look to be fat, just bulky, and Annie knew that bulk could easily be turned into pure muscle with a little of the right training. Annie arrived at the address, paying the cabbie who was staring at the 15 year old's muscle packed body, especially her 2 foot deep pectoral cleavage, he shook himself from his stupor, and accepted the money, then drove away still looking at the hulking young girl in his rear view mirror.
Annie steps up to Becky's door and rang the doorbell, it was answered a couple seconds later by me, I couldn't believe my eyes, she was actually here, standing outside my door. I know Becky was getting to be bigger than her, but Annie was still a celebrity of sorts, at least around here. And the sight in front of me was quite stunning, she was standing there wearing a mini-skirt, and a cotton red and white striped shirt that did nothing to hide her enormous muscles. Becky however, was in a grey sweatshirt and sweatpants suit that hid all her muscle and did nothing to allay the thought that she was a bulky, slightly overweight young girl.
Becky was standing behind me but as soon as I got out of the way to invite Annie in, Becky was standing there, with a smile that was so bright, she held her hand out for Annie to take, and just then I took a close look at the size difference between the two, Annie was about 14 inches taller than Becky's 4'6 frame, and with her obvious muscularity, I would guess she has a significant weight advantage, just because she packs such huge muscle on a much bigger frame.
The thing that got my attention also was the look on Annie's face when she shook my little girl's hand, there was a flash of pain, then doubt, then disbelief on her face. She grimaced and looked to put more power into her handshake, but the pressure looked almost unbearable from where I was standing, Becky's hand was simply overpowering Annie's. Finally they released after what seemed like an eternity, Annie shook out her hand, saying, "That's quite a grip you got there, Becky." Becky giggled and said, "Yeah, sorry, sometimes I don't know my own strength."
Annie thought this strange, she couldn't see Becky straining at all as her hand was nearly crushed in Becky's grip, she must have a little muscle under that shirt, along with a couple levels of powerlifter like bulk added on.
Annie says, "Well, I hope you can keep up with me, I aim to show you all the exercises that will help you get as fit and big as me."
Becky giggled and said, "Don't worry about that Annie, I know how to lift weights, I may have lied a little in the tape I sent you, you see, the real reason I wanted you to come here was not to work with you, but to challenge you. Your shirt says World's Strongest Teenager, and it fits you, but only because I'm still only 11 years old, once I hit 13, I'll own that title as well, but right now I'll settle for World's Strongest Person, period. The real reason I called you here was to show you this body, a body far superior to your own."
Than smiling she ripped the sweatshirt she was wearing off her body, showing Annie the incredible depth, size, and definition that her 11 year old body possessed. Becky wasn't even flexing yet, but her each of her muscle groups dominated Annie's when fully flexed, Becky's pectorals were at least 2 and a half feet deep, her shoulders were well over 5 feet across, which is a mean feat considering she herself is 4'6. Her abs were easily visible, because the division between each of the 8 sections was easy to see, they were at least an inch deep, Annie couldn't resist feeling them, her hand brushing over them in awe. Annie gasped as Becky crunched down a little bit while Annie's finger was close to the separation in between the abs, and Annie's finger was caught in between, and it was being mercilessly crushed. Becky giggled like the little girl she was, knowing that perhaps the weakest muscle in her body was overpowering and crushing the finger of a very, very strong older girl. Annie just managed to get her finger back, shaking it out, staring at the incredible body before her.
Annie had faced big competition before, she had just defeated Su Lee 2 months before, but none had come close to her size with as much ease as Becky Biceps, nor had they been Becky's size for her age and height, only 11 years old and 4'6 tall. Annie had overcome those challenges before, and she hoped she had it in her to overcome this challenge, it seemed Becky was too conceited about her size and strength for her own good, maybe Annie could use that as fuel for her growth. Annie was used to being challenged by the biggest, most muscular girls on the planet, but she had never met anyone like Becky, someone who could push her harder than any other girl, but she took up the challenge.
"Okay, Becky, how about we see who is really stronger, I'll armwrestle you, two out of three, and if you manage to beat me, I'll become your slave, to do as you wish for a month, but if I manage to beat you, you and me will be training partners, and I'll show you the right way to use your muscle and strength."
Becky accepted, after all, she had nothing to fear, she had just curled a 5200 pound weight a couple months before, and had been using my SUV for bench presses in the past couple weeks. They sat down at a steel reinforced table and clasped hands, both flexing their arms involuntarily, Annie forced to look Becky in the face, when she was struck with the fact that Becky's face did look her age, she was cute, with freckles, and a little cute nose, her big blue eyes would look like a puppy dog's if they weren't focused so much at the task at hand.
I was looking back and forth in amazement between the girls when a thought finally struck me, I’m sure both girls’ biceps will be working up to some unbelievable sizes, I should do something that truly encompasses the level of muscle and strength that these two young she-hulks are capable of achieving.
"Wait a second girls, I’ll be right back, don’t start without me."
"Of course not, daddy, you’ve gotta count to three to start the match. What’s the deal?"
"Becky, I want to get this thing that would help us test both of your relative muscle sizes in your biceps and the strength that your biceps have. Don’t worry, its nothing that could harm either of you girls."
Becky and Annie’s eyes met again, a strange expression of what the heck is happening here on each of their faces.
"Okay girls, here, put these on!" I came back with a pair of 1 inch wide steel hoops made of high gage steel that is near unbreakable when compared with what humans are normally capable of. But Annie and Becky are far, far from normal.
"What are those things?"
"These are steel hoops, 120 inches around, they’re made of a high gage type of steel that takes a lot to break them, I want to put them around each of the arms that you plan to use when arm wrestling, to see if your arms work enough to grow to the size needed to break them."
"That’s a great idea dad, I’m sure we’ll both be able to break those things!"
"Sure Mr. Jones, I’d be delighted to take part in this experiment in muscle vs. steel."
I marveled at the size that both girls had already, maybe 55 inches relaxed for Annie, and 60 inches relaxed for Becky. I couldn’t resist the urge to feel the hardness of both girl’s muscles as I clamped the steel bands around their arms.
"Okay, I think we’re just about ready girls, not clasp your hands, no trying to maneuver for best grip or anything, I want this to be a fair match, power against power, may the best girl win!"
"No problem dad, because I will, I’m the best, you’re the second best, live with it."
"Becky, you still got a lot to learn when it comes to muscle, but I’ll be happy to teach you, right now. You call it Mr. Jones."
"Okay, on your marks, get set, go!" I shout, I see both girls strain their muscles to their fullest as they push against each other.
"You’re not going to win Becky, I have encountered girl after girl who said they were bigger and stronger than me, they all turned out to be losers, what makes you think you’re so different?"
"Those girls probably worked out for years and years to get their muscles as big as they did, you know how long I’ve been working out, Annie, girl?"
"No, how long, Becky?
"Last week marked the 5th month anniversary of the time I lifted my first weight. I have incredible genetics, and a little help from some very nice doctors, no, I haven’t been using drugs, I’ve just developed my body by natural means, to be the biggest muscle girl the World will ever see."
"Sounds to me like the doctors may not be so nice as you think, you may not be taking drugs on your own, but how often do you visit them? How many times have they asked you drink this, or to taste that? There’s no way you could have gotten this way on your own in 5 months, it took me 8 years old working out very hard 5 hours a day with very heavy weights to get this big."
"I guess it must suck to be you, then, your body is so pathetic, look at you, 15 years old, you’re more than a foot taller than me, you probably weigh 180 pounds more than I do at least, but you can’t even begin to match up to my size or power."
The whole time their conversation was going back and forth, their arms were growing bigger and bigger, straining up to sizes that I never thought I’d see live in my life. The steel bands have drawn tight over both of their biceps. I’m straining myself, looking to see which band is going to go first. The sounds of steel stretching can be heard.
"POP!"
The sound was like a gunshot, I turned my head to the side to avoid any debris that may come from the steel band coming my way. When I turned back, I was delighted to see that Becky’s band was no longer around her arm, while Annie’s still was hanging on.
"WHUMP!"
Annie’s shocked face was clearly seen as her arm was slammed to the table, after Becky’s band broke, her attention was clearly taken away from the task at hand and it gave Becky enough of an advantage, in both surprise and confidence to beat Annie in the first arm wrestling match.
"Haha, who’s stronger, now?" Becky exclaimed as she held her incredibly huge muscled arms in the air in victory.
"There’s another 2 matches left small fry, we’ll see who’s stronger then." Annie responded with a look of grim determination on her face.
*Meanwhile in an abandoned warehouse 5 miles away, a mystery woman and her incredibly muscular charge, Samantha Worth are watching the battle that Becky and Annie are having, never knowing they were being watched by someone who would wipe the floor with either of them in strength or muscle size.*
"Samantha, we need to do some more training, you need to be stronger if you’re going to face the winner of this match."
"Awww, Mom, I can beat both of them put together, if I had the chance, you know how strong I am, I have been training for this day since I was 3 years old, I don’t plan on losing."
"Listen to me young lady, if there’s one thing that I have witnessed, it’s the will of Annie Ample, she may look beat now, but she is far from finished. She can grow bigger muscles and she can grow stronger, through will alone, as big as you are now, you’re not invincible, now get back to work!"
"Okay, strength factor elevated to 50 men." Samantha told the computer, who was controlling the hydraulic arm that Samantha was arm wrestling against as her exercise. Samantha’s mother came out of the control room with a steel band, made of even higher gage steel than the bands that Mr. Jones brought out to Annie and Becky. It was also 150 inches around, as Samantha had proven already to be much too big for mere 120 inch bands.
"Here you go, Sam, remember, you’re stronger, you’re bigger, and you’re better than your sister." Sam’s mother, Beth put the 150 inch band on her relaxed 80 inch arm.
Sam took the robot’s arm, getting a good grip, the sound of metal crunching and squealing could be heard as her grip crushed the steel in the hand.
"Robot, start pulling when I count to three, 1, 2, 3!"
"Gah!" Samantha made a grunting sound as she felt the power of 50 men push against her one hand, it surprised her a little, but she didn’t let her hand slip to the steel table, in fact, it went down only a few centimeters before she matched it’s strength, then pushed back on it with strength that far out powered it. The steel loop wasn’t being filled as of yet, simply because Samantha didn’t have to use all of her power to push against the robot.
"Computer, increase force to 60 men now!" Beth shouted in awe and wonder at Sam’s strength.
"Yeah!" Sam exclaimed as she felt the force increase, because finally, it was testing her muscle, it made her muscle work a little harder, it made her biceps grow a little bigger. But she kept pushing down, trying with a little more noticeable effort, the band though, was not full to bursting just yet, which disappointed Beth.
"Computer, increase force again to 75 men! Do it now!"
Sam glared at her mother in surprise and anger, her arm was being levered back to the middle and a little bit below, but she didn’t let it get any further. She grunted loudly, then roared as she pushed as hard as she had that day, making not only the metal of the robot hand groan with her increased grip, but the steel of the table they were arm wrestling on began to dent where her elbow was, and finally, the high gage steel band around her arm was being pushed outward by Sam’s growing biceps.
"I will not be beaten, I will win!" Sam shouted to herself as she once again took the arm past half way, this caused an even louder groan, this time only out of the band on her arm as the vein itself started grinding into it.
"Bang!"
The band finally gave up and fell to the ground, Sam strained further, decided she was through playing around and slammed the robot’s arm to the steel table so hard that it became entrenched in the 3 inch thick of the steel table.
Stood up from the table and roared, doing a double biceps pose that eclipsed anyone who had ever lived, her mother brought over a tape measure and wrapped it around her right biceps, "156 and 1/2 inches." She taped the arm that was not doing the arm wrestling first, as Samantha was naturally left handed. "Left arm, 158 and 1/2 inches, a new record!"
That was an understatement to say the least, Beth stood there, proud at the fact that this girl was only 10 years old, she stood 4’5, but weighed an incredible 500 pounds of muscle. She had brought her up alone, divorcing her husband and leaving him and their one year old girl with him.
She wondered back to when she first decided to make Sam into the mountain of muscle she became. She had been paying attention to television one day, when a young boy named Richard came on screen, claiming to be the world’s strongest kid at 6 years old, she had an idea that if she had the right equipment, with the right diet and a designer DNA amplifier that her, being a genius scientist could no doubt create, her daughter could be the strongest and most muscular person to ever exist. She smiled as she realized now, she had succeeded.
"Who’s the biggest? Who’s the strongest? Who’s going to win?"
"You are dear, Samantha Worth is the biggest, those two scrawny girls are wimps compared to you."
Samantha smiled as she looked down upon her physique, she wanted to prove she was the most muscular pre-teen girl on the planet, and if she had to beat her own sister to do that, then that’s what the 10 year old was going to do.
"Hold it mom, since Becky decided to change her name, I’m going to change my own, from now on, I’m going to be known as Samantha Strong!"
Beth clapped her hands and laughed. "I love it, Sam, I love it."

*Meanwhile, back at Becky’s house, the second round of the arm wrestling match is set to start.*
"Alright, if Becky wins this match, Annie, you have to concede that Becky is stronger than you, wear this T-shirt, and be Becky’s slave for a month, if you win, it’s tied 1-1 and we have to have a third and deciding contest."
"We got it dad, just count it down for us, I have a feeling that Annie just wants to lose and be my slave."
"Fat chance, you little brat, I was taking it easy on you before, but you had to go and get my muscles worked up, now you’re going down!"
"Girls, same rules as before, on your marks, get set, go!"
Becky’s smile faded as she started to feel a force that she wasn’t expecting out of Annie, she thought Annie had strained to her fullest in the last match, but perhaps that was just a feeling out process. She was now straining her hardest and it was making Becky strain, but it may have been too late, as Becky’s arm was half way down to the table after Annie’s initial onslaught.
Becky groaned, "I won’t let you win, Annie!" She said with strain in her voice
"You’ve already lost, give it up, Becky, this one goes to me." Annie said, with a level of strain in her own voice.
"Noooooooo!"
"WHUMP!"
Becky’s hand hit the table, Annie’s arm had become so big now it was straining against the steel band, her bicep was bigger than it had ever been to that point.
"Looks like I’m not as much of a loser as you think, huh, short stuff?"
"Shut up, you took me by surprise, but I’m gonna have my game face on now."
Annie’s face softened as she looked across the table.
"Good luck, no matter what happens Becky, I really want to be friends with you."
"Really, even after all the things I’ve said about you."
"Sure, I have always strived to be stronger than anyone else, so I know what you’re going through, maybe I can help you deal with it, and maybe also be your workout partner."
"Okay, thanks a lot Annie, but we still got one more match to learn who’s stronger, do you want to do it?"
"Yeah, sure. I think you may got me, though, to tell you the truth, I drained a lot of my power in that last match."
"We’ll see, I also used a lot of my power in that match, and the first match, we may be pretty even."
I stepped up to the two hugely muscled girls, "Are you girls ready?"
"Yes, I’m ready Mr. Jones."
"Are you guys sure, you both look worn down."
"Yup, count it down, dad."
"I’m totally ready, Mr. Jones, call it!"
"Okay, on your marks, get set, go!"
Becky took the early lead, looking to strain facially and bodily, but Annie pushed her back up, and down to about three-fourths down to the table, but when Annie looked up to see Becky’s face, Becky was smiling widely. Annie looked like a deer in the headlights, then she started pushing with as much effort as she could muster in her weakened state. It was no use as her arm was being forced down the table with seeming ease. The expression in Becky’s face never changing. Annie’s steel band finally broke, but it was much too late to worry about that as her hand neared the steel table.
"Thump!"
Becky took Annie over with such force and velocity, the metal was severely dented under her hand.
"You were just playing with me?"
"Well, yes and no, Annie, I had a lot of power stored up, and when I heard that you didn’t well, I decided to play with you for this match, but you legitimately won match 2, I promise."
Annie started to look angry, but then she started laughing.
"Becky, I like you, you’re the strongest in the World now."
Just then, the large television screen in the front room came to life.
"Strongest in the World, you say? Sorry Annie, but Becky isn’t even close, let me introduce you to the strongest, Samantha Strong!"
The screen focused on the ultra huge body of a young black haired, brown eyed girl, as she did a double biceps pose, wearing nothing but a white bikini on her tanned body. The body was incredible to behold, her shoulders were wider than she was tall, her pectoral muscles pushed out 28 inches over her 100 pack abs, and her biceps peaked well over her head. Her thighs were bigger around than car tires, and her calves looked like they had basketballs jammed in them.
Then the camera focused on the woman standing behind her. She was also dark haired, with dark eyes, and a smile that was both beautiful and predatory. She laughed at the shocked expressions of the people staring back at her and her daughter.
"Beth?"
"Mom?"
To be Continued…

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Two weeks ago

“Kids don’t go to far, I need to get the keys to the car yet.” I heard a sweet, lilting voice call from next door. It came from the new neighbor, a single mother by the name of Joyce Millen, who had 2 boys named Jake and Teddy. She was certainly very small, I mean she and her 9 year old boy Teddy stood eye to eye, so I had to guess her height at 4’8 at the most. She was beautiful, curly blond hair going down to her shoulders. Her lips were thick, bright ruby red, and her smile could light up the neighborhood on a dark night. And her breasts were just spectacular, no they weren't huge by any means, but what they did do was complement her thin frame by sticking out with a perky flair, causing the sleeveless sweater vest she was wearing to bulge very nicely out front. They reminded me very much of the spectacular boobs on the red-headed secretary played by Christina Hendricks on the TV show Mad Men. Actually a more accurate description, based on her height, hair and overall body, I would think that she looks a lot like a younger, 35 year old Dolly Parton.

My attention were drawn to the kids, Jake and Teddy were playing catch, but they weren't using what you would think was a standard ball, no, they were tossing around what appeared to be a very big stone, about the size of a bowling ball, but probably weighed even more. They were lobbing it back and forth like it couldn't have weighed more than a volleyball though. I waved at them tried to get them to pass it to me so I could test that theory. Teddy threw the stone ball with one hand and I tried to catch it, but it was much too heavy and hard, it hit my stomach and barreled me over. Man, I couldn't believe it, I could barely lift the round stone off the ground, I severely underestimated its weight, it must have been at least 40 pounds. I rolled it off of my body to see Teddy and Jake run over with concerned looks on their faces. Jake held his hand out to help me up, I grasped it, and without any hesitation or a moments notice, my body rose off the ground as he pulled with seeming little force or thought from him.

Did I mention that I happen to weigh just over 300 pounds? Well, that weight seemed to be in consequential to the average looking 11 year old that stood before me.

"My, you are sure strong for a couple of kids, aren't you?"

"For kids, huh? Should we show him, Teddy?"

"Yeah, let's do it Jake."

With that, Jake pulled me into his body with that one hand and proceeded to overhead press my 300 pounds with seeming ease, I couldn't believe it, this kid, who looked to weigh less than 100 pounds at 5'1 was pressing me above his head like nothing. Then he set me down, but I was soon off the ground again when his little brother, all 4'8 and 80 pounds of him, put his head between my legs and lifted me up on his shoulders, he started carrying me around like I was a stuffed animal to him. He too set me down, but looked like he had energy left to spare.

"Still don't believe that kid's can be stronger than grown men, check this out." Jake nodded over to their mother's SUV that they had and Teddy smiled and nodded back.

"Ready Teddy, on three, 1, 2, 3!" With that I witnessed an incredible feat, these two pre-teen boys lifted the wheels of the SUV off the ground and held it there for a couple seconds. The strength needed to do that had to be superhuman, but it showed on their faces that they were using almost all their power to do it, the strain was quite evident.

Just then a loud yell came from the front door of their house.

"Boys you put that truck down, now! I've told you time and again not to use your strength in public, especially with someone we know can't handle the truth. I'm terribly sorry Mr. Wilson, I hope my boys haven't hurt you in any way, sometimes they just don't know their own strength."

"It's completely okay, Ms. Millen, Jake and Teddy didn't hurt me in the least, they just surprised me, I didn't think it was possible for boys this young to be this strong!"

"Well, let's just say that where we're from, it runs in the family, everyone in my family has been as strong as Jake and Teddy and even stronger, has been since the late 18th century. I guess it has something to do with the genetics of my 7th great grandfather Silas Millen."

"Wait! I heard of that name before, but I always thought he was a myth, a 90 year old man that could arm-wrestle 3 fully grown, rough and tough sailors at the same time while drinking a bottle of Whiskey with the other hand does sound like a fantastical tale."

"Well, I'm here to tell you, they're all true, Silas Millen lived to be 145 years old, but of course this was before ages were recorded in the Guinness Book of World Records, he was strong till the day he died."

"If he was so strong, exactly how did he die, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Silas was trampled by a pack of rogue elephants while working for the circus as the strong man, he tried to hold them back, but there were just too many coming at him, he lived a couple days after that, even though most of his bones were broken and his lungs were punctured, the doctors gave him 6 hours right after the accident, he didn't expire until 3 days later."

"My God, could he have overpowered one of those elephants?"

"Oh yes, he could have overpowered 2 at the same time, but 5 elephants was just too much for him. Silas was around until about 1923, so I got to see him for a little while before he died."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, if you were alive back then, you'd have to be at least..."

"Last year I celebrated my 87th birthday."

"No, that's impossible, you don't look any older than 30 to me, and your figure is just fabulous."

"Thank you dear, but yes, I was born in 1921, it seems that with our genes, we age 1/4 as fast as normal human beings, and of course our strength makes us resistant to any disease that can be found in the World today. My own mother is still alive at 104 and her mother is also alive at 123, but because they don't look near as old as they are, no one from the Guinness book has been by to pay them a visit because of it. But that's okay with us, we don't want our abnormal health to be broadcast around the World, in fact, showing you was a mistake in its own right."

"Ummm, don't worry about that, I can keep a secret, and to tell you the truth, the fact that you're so strong is awesome to me, I was hoping that maybe you can show me more of your strength. I have always been a devotee of women weightlifters and bodybuilder, and that led to my fascination with strength. Have you heard of the website, Diana the Valkyrie?"

"Well, no, I am sorry, I really haven't, what is it?"

"Wow, most of the women I come across have heard of it, at least, anyway, its a great site containing hundreds and hundreds of stories revolving around muscular, powerful women, pictures and videos of the same, its been around for a long time, I first found it in 1996 and it has been a constant source of entertainment in my life. I began writing stories for it in 2002, and now I have over 50 stories there, under my real name. All my fantasies dealing with the female gender can be found and read there."

"So you would be interested in a woman without any muscles, but could still be 10x stronger than you?"

"All I'm saying is from what I've seen and heard, you could be the most perfect example of my dream woman, see, you are a beautiful and sexy lady, and that means a lot to me, but combine your obvious beauty with the fact that you're stronger than any man, and could probably lift me like I weigh nothing to you, despite the fact I weigh 210 pounds more than you do. I just would like to know, are you doing anything tonight?"

"Jeremy, I am now. Kids! Will you put down Mr. Wilson's car, he didn't give you permission to do that. Sorry again, Jeremy, what time should I pick you up?"

"Pick me up, but we live right next to each other....Oh, I gotcha, 8:30 is good with me, Joyce, I can't wait for tonight."

Joyce pulled her two boys along by their collars and lifted them into the SUV, pulling away to go to the grocery story, but she was looking at me the whole way, smiling so brightly that it almost blinded me. I smiled back, waving like a fool.

Later that night...

There was a knocking on my door, I smoothed my hair as I looked into the mirror, smiling, making sure my teeth were as white as I could get them. I opened the door to find the most beautiful, radiant, gorgeous woman I had ever seen up close in my life. Her smile outshined mine by a factor of a thousand. She was wearing a sleeveless red top, with a flowery white skirt, and white tennis shoes, I guess I wasn't expecting her to really dress up, but she still looked great in whatever she wore.

"Joyce, you look wonderful, I can't believe I'm going out with you, there's gotta be guys 10 times better looking than me in this city."

"Jeremy, you're so sweet, and that's one of the reasons I've decided to take you out, sure there may be better looking guys, though not that many, I think you're pretty handsome, so don't sell yourself short. Anyway, those guys who are better looking are usually total jerks who only want me as arm candy while they scope out other chicks. You wanted to be with me, and I want to be with you too."

I hold out my arm to her and ask, "Well, shall we go, my lady?"

"It would my pleasure, my gentleman, so where do you want to go?"

"Well, I thought we could walk to the park and sit and chat for a while, maybe watch the stars, then whatever you'd like to do, my dear."

"That sounds downright romantic, I'd love to."

So we walked the 2 miles holding hands, making small talk, when we came to the park, I put my jacket down for her to sit on, she smiled shyly and sat down. I sat down next to her looked her full in the eyes and asked her about herself.

"Well, as you probably know, the Millen family has lived in Sturgeon Bay for generation after generation, I decided to move to Two Rivers for a little change of scenery. I grew up on the farm my family owned, and like all the other family members, I worked hard, which increased my strength dramatically. While all members of my family were predisposed to be strong already, there was something special in me that multiplied my strength incredibly. By the time I was 9 years old, I was having wrestling matches with my 15 and 17 year old brothers, and I left them in the dust, at 10 I could take on both of them at the same time and pin one while I made the other submit."

"Wow, that's incredible, how big were they, and how big were you at the time?"

"Well, they were both real big, at 16 the younger brother was 6'2 and 225 at least, and the bigger one was 6'3 255, it was really humiliating to them because I was only 4'5 and weighed only 85 pounds. They were lucky only family members saw these matches, or there'd be people coming from miles around to see this little farmgirl throwing around two fully grown farm boys like stuffed animals. It wasn't long after my 11th birthday that I lifted my first car."

"Wow, all by yourself? Jake and Teddy are both bigger than you and it took all the power in their body to hold your truck off the ground for a few seconds!"

"I know, and I'm sort of glad, if I was weaker than those two, not only would I be in for a lot of trouble, but the whole city would be, those two would be running wild, destroying things with their strength. Luckily I taught them to respect their mother's strength, though I have to keep reminding them once and a while."

"What do you do to keep them in line? How do you know they're not tearing your house up as we speak?"

"Well, I try not to be violent towards them, but I do put it in their minds what I could do if I was ticked off by them. One time I challenged both of them to arm-wrestle me, I told them both their arms against my one arm, I knew they didn't have a chance, but to prove my point to them, I took all of my fingers out of their hands except my pinky, and I still slammed them down to the table with just that one pinky. They were immediately humbled, knowing their combined strength was useless against even my weakest body part. I would give them little shows here and there if I felt they were becoming a little too unruly for their own good. I put a steel slab of metal out before them, and asked them if they could bend it, or break it for me. It weighed 50 pounds and was solid through out."

"My goodness, what happened?" I asked totally enthralled with her tales of her incredible strength.

"They tried their hardest, but they couldn't even put a little dent into that block, I smirked as I took it from them, I asked them, 'What's the matter, is this block too tough for you?' I held it in my hands and without even a grunt or sign of effort, I broke it in two before their eyes. I put down one half while the other half I started rolling in my hands like it was nothing more than clay to me, I pounded it flat and started tossing it in the air like it was pizza dough. I tore this piece in half again, then rolled both halves into a ball, again, I kept pressing the ball until it was down to the size of a pea. I gave it back to them and told them to try and get it down even further. Together they couldn't do a thing. I smirked again as I took it back from them, I put it in between my finger and thumb and squished it out of existence."

"Holy crap! I mean I thought you were strong, but that level of strength is beyond even my imagination. What are you, someone from Paul Smith's universe?"

"Oh, that reminds me, I did check out a couple of your stories, Jeremy, I am pretty impressed by your stuff, which brings me to what I did to that other half of the block of steel."

"Oh god, if you say what I think you're going to, I'm going to need to change my underpants."

"Well, and remember this was before I even read Muscle Impossible: TNG part 2, I took that block of steel, I looked my two boys straight in their eyes, and I took a bite out of it. Yup, I actually chewed and swallowed steel, just like you had Shelly do in your last story. Actually it goes down pretty easy, but I guess that's because my jaws, teeth and saliva are so strong that they made steel seem like licorice to me."

"Jeez, I'm totally mesmerized, but I just don't know if I'm ready to believe you, yet, Joyce, I want to with all my heart, I want to believe this is real, that you aren't some kind of dream or hallucination. But I don't know what I could do to confirm whether this is real or not."

"Jeremy, this is real, I'm here, with you, this is Two Rivers, Wisconsin, United States, Planet Earth. I'm real, you don't need to pinch yourself, but if you want, I'll pinch you."

"Oh god, if you do and I wake up, it will end the best dream sequence I could ever remember having."

She pinched me and ..... and ......



Hah, just kidding.

"Ouch! I'm still here, I'm not dreaming, oh Joyce, you are my perfect woman, you came here to me, it must have been for a reason, I just don't know what that reason would be."

"Maybe its because the fates would have us meet and fall in love, because I do love you, Jeremy, you say I'm the perfect woman for you, I think you may be the perfect man for me, as well. You're so sweet, so loving, you love me for me, not because you know I'm so much stronger than you, although that may be a part of it, but when I look into your eyes, I don't see lust for my strength, I see love."

"I do love you Joyce, you're the exact woman for me, I don't know if you believe in God or not, but it's like a miracle that brought you here, it's like an unspoken prayer was answered. But, now that we've talked, I would like to know what you'd like to do now."

"Oh Jeremy, I'd like to do whatever you want to do, but there's one thing that I want to do, and that's make this promise, for the rest of tonight, whenever we're together, your feet are not touching the ground, at all. I'm carrying you wherever we go, and I don't want to hear a complaint out of you."

"You won't hear one either, I've wanted to see you demonstrate your power for me since I heard you were strong, this would be a wish come true to be in your arms for the rest of our lives together, to tell you the truth."

"Well, as your genie, I grant your wish." She got off the bench, and picked me up in a cradle carry, "where to first, master."

"Oooo, master, I think I'm going to like this!"

She started tossing me around a little, playfully of course, with a fake stern look on her face.

I laughed, "Okay, okay, well, how about we go to the beach, would love to lay on the beach and get to know you better under the moon."

"Your wish is my command."

With that she started running at speeds so fast that everything was nearly a blur to me, and I'm sure that if anyone was watching, they were sure they saw something, but couldn't make out a tiny woman carrying a huge man with so much ease. We got to the beach, 5 miles away, in about 45 seconds. It was thankfully empty, Joyce smiled at my face and said, "Pick out a spot, lover." I pointed at a perfect spot about 400 feet away and she hopped off the ground like a rabbit, went 40 feet up and landed in the exact spot I pointed out.

"God, I love it when you show off. Now, please set me down on the ground, Joyce, I want you to lay on me, I want to hold your body close to mine as we lay here. I want to be your protector for a little while."

"Oh, how sweet, I know you know that I can take care of myself, but I would love to be held to your chest like I'm the weak little girl and you're my great big teddy bear."

"My, your body is hard, it certainly doesn't look it, but it feels a lot heavier than I originally thought."

"Oh honey, that's okay, why don't you lay on me for a while?"

"But I'm so big, I'll block out the view."

"Darling, you're the only thing I want to look at right now."

So she laid on the sand, and I gingerly got on top of her much smaller body, the smile never left her incredibly beautiful face, I was still wondering what did this woman ever see in me, I was a fat guy with a decently handsome face, but I was no where near this woman's class. She took the back of my head with her hand and brought my face to hers, we kissed passionately for what seemed like forever. My eyes were wide as we finally pulled apart.

"Wow!"

"Yeah, I never figured you'd be such a good kisser."

"Well, I just followed your lead, you are incredible, Joyce, I still can't believe that you'd want me, you're everything that I want, how could I possibly be what you want?"

"That's just it, Jeremy, that's why I want you, because you're such a good man, you don't believe you deserve me, but I'm going to spend all the days that we're together trying to convince myself that I deserve you. And I'm going to try to convince you that you deserve me."

"Oh god, Joyce, I love you so much."

"And I you, my sweet, I love you more than any man, even the boy's father."

"Whatever happened to your husband?"

"Well, I don't like talking about it, he died in a car accident about 2 years ago, I may have been part of the reason for it, we had a fight where I used a little bit too much of my power, he stormed out, he was so much in a rage that he failed to see a drunk driver skid out in front of him, he hit head on and it was all over."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't know."

"It's okay dear. That's one of the reasons I'm so happy I met you, you're a man who can accept me for me. Do you think we're moving too fast?"

"Joyce, I'm so happy I met you too. I know we were put together for a reason, maybe I'm what you need after your husband died, someone to love you, someone to care for your kids, someone to care for you. I have been stumbling around before I met you, one night stands, bad relationships, nothing has ever clicked, until I looked right in your eyes, after that, there couldn't possibly be another."

"Yes, that's exactly how I feel when I look in your eyes. There isn't another man I'd rather have right here, right now, other than you."

She smiled and leaned in for another series of unreal kisses, this woman knew exactly how to push my buttons, I smiled wider than I had ever before, looking into her eyes. She clutched me in her arms, and with amazing grace, she did a kip up with me in her arms. I was amazed, then I just shook my head, smiled and kissed her again. This was only the beginning, I knew, of so many great feats of strength that she would perform for me in the future. What a great life huh?


Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep

I woke up, looked over at my alarm clock, I was in my same old single bed, I was alone, there was no evidence that another person was there.

"Oh damn it!"

A high lilting voice came from the bathroom.

"What was that, dear?"

I silently pumped my fist to myself as I shouted, "YES!"

I sank back into sleep with a smile on my face.


The end.

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Muscle Impossible: The Next Generation part 2

*Author's Note: I'm back! Hey everyone, just want to tell you that this story involves heavy incest, sex, nudity, but also a whole lot of muscle and strength. If you are underage, you shouldn't read this story, if you're squeamish about family members being intimate with one another, then don't read it. This story is complete fantasy and is not meant to glorify incest, if you are offended by this, I apologize. Also, sorry for the shortness of this chapter, I have been bogged down in work and couldn‘t give this story the proper time it deserved.*
A knock on the door was heard all the way back to our bedroom, which woke us up after our orgasmic revelry. I was lying on top of my wife, who took my very heavy weight without a sign of discomfort. I felt something in my back, it was our daughter's knee. I quickly put underwear and a robe on to go see who was knocking on the door, whoever it was, they were knocking rather loudly, the door was vibrating from the pounding that the person on the other side was giving it. I opened up and smiled widely as I saw my sister-in-law and part time lover, Shelly standing there, in a sexy pink workout bra and leotard bottoms.
"Jeremy, it's so great to see you, did I wake you up?"
"Shelly, it's completely okay, how have you been? What are you doing up here?"
"Well, I don't know, something in the back of my mind was urging me to come see you guys, like there was something I needed to do with you guys. So I ran up here as fast as I could to check on you guys, see if everything was okay, I left Milwaukee only 7 minutes ago."
My goodness, I thought to myself, that's a 75 mile distance, in a car on the interstate from here it takes an hour and 15 minutes, yet Shelly shattered that, I bet she was going so fast that the drivers didn't even see her, just a pink blur. She didn't appear to be out of breath, but if anything, her muscles were pumped up bigger than I've ever seen them, her shoulders were wider than she was tall, which isn't hard considering she's only 4'9, as many times as I have seen her over the last 20 years, it still shocks me how much muscle she packs on her frame. Her pecs heaved with each breath, looking like they were at least 8 inches deep, her arms were in full view, looking bigger than I have seen them, my guess would be 38 inches around, cold.
"It's always great to see you Shelly, but we're all okay here, better than that, it turns out that the incest gene has been transferred to our daughter, yesterday Serena laid it out for me, she thought I was the only man worth going after, she saw the love that I had for Teri, then shocked me when she said that her mother was all for her and me making love to one another. I asked Teri for clarification and she said she would love for me to be our daughter's first, I gave in, and it was the best sex me and Teri has had since, well, that three way we had with you 20 years ago, and of course all the times since then, at first I thought it was wrong, but after we did it, to tell you the truth, it felt right."
"Incest isn't really wrong, if you ask me, Jeremy, how wrong is it to truly love someone with not only your mind and soul, but your body, to make that love as physical to the person you love as possible is nothing but showing them that you love each and every inch of their frame, how some people can misconstrue that as being evil is beyond me."
Shelly looked as though she was uncomfortable for the first time, then I realized why, its not because she was cold, despite the fact it was 15 degrees outside, her muscles were so thick and dense, they gave off a heat that projected for feet around her, making snow melt as it contacted her skin. But she was wearing an outfit that would look out of place for the harsh winter in Wisconsin. I noticed and said, "Please come in, before you catch your death of cold." She smiled at me, and came in.
As soon as I shut the door behind me, Shelly was on me, her incredibly heavy body was almost weightless, as I had become very, very strong over the last 25 years because of my hard workouts with my wife and sister-in-law. Shelly was kissing me like I had never been kissed before, it was so passionate, only my wife had inflamed that kind of animal passion in me. I kissed back with as much force as I could muster, but Shelly was much, much too strong for me, her tongue wrestled mine into submission, then licked the inside of my mouth like it was moving in permanently.
When we finally broke the kiss, I looked up in amazement at her. "Sorry, Jeremy, but hearing how you, Teri and Serena got all hot and heavy, that got me really wet, I wanted to mount you for a long time, but that story just sent my hormones into overdrive." She went back to kissing me, grabbing my face in her tiny, yet supremely powerful hands, I returned the kiss, but it was soon interrupted when I heard someone clearing their throat behind us. I let Shelly down to turn around and see my wife and daughter smiling openly at me and Shelly. Both Serena and Teri rushed to meet Shelly and both were lifted into the air, with quite a lot of ease, despite the fact Teri weighed 330 pounds of muscle, and Serena probably weighed 220 pounds, at least.
I watched with great interest in lust as I watched my sister-in-law massage the asses of both her sister and niece while exchanging long lasting kisses with both of them. When they finally separated, Shelly held her arms out wide, then gestured for me to climb on as well, I put my arms around her neck and my legs around her waist as Shelly carried the combined weight of almost 900 pounds with the utmost of ease. She carried all three of us to the basement weight room, not only to continue showing us her awesome strength, but to get us all warmed up into a sexual frenzy the likes of which we have never been in before.
She set us down on a mat on one corner of the room, then she went to the other side and started posing for us, my hands were busy, as my daughter was on one side of my, and my wife on the other, they each clutched one of my wrists and led each of my hands down to their pussies. I kissed both of them in turn then set my attention forward as I massaged the girls' nether regions in slow circular motions. They were just as apt to look clearly at the show Sherry was putting on before us, flexing biceps that looked to be well over 40 inches, as they peaked up near the top of her head. Doing a side chest pose next, she nearly took our breath away when her pecs shot out nearly 2 feet over her ribcage. She noticed our looks of shock and awe and said, "Do you like my body, I've been working out a lot more lately, and I've gotten a lot stronger too, you know my husband Jimmy?" We nodded as one, unable still to speak. "Well Jimmy loves my strength, and wants to see how far I can take it, so him being a multi-millionaire, he bought me a warehouse so I can lift all the extra heavy weights that he can buy. This is the results, a super sexy, super muscular, super strong woman of your dreams."
Shelly smiled as she put on an even more intense posing display, hitting pose after pose, showing off incredible muscle size, definition and vascularity that had to be seen to be believed. Even Teri, who had a fair amount of vascularity and size leftover from her bodybuilding days had her mouth open in awe, wonder, and lust at the physique her younger sister had attained. It truly left her in the dust, had Shelly stood beside Teri in her current state, even at Teri's height, there would have been no contest. Teri, probably 3 inches taller had incredibly huge muscle still at 5'1 she weighed 280 pounds if she weighed an ounce, but Shelly stood before us, all of 4'9 I'm guessing she weighed at least 350 pounds, and looked to be twice as wide as any Mr. Olympia competitor from 20 years ago. She pushed her chest forward, and started pumped each up and down individually, she did it at such a pace that it was nearly a blur to me. When the 2 foot deep slabs finally stopped after what seemed like an eternity, they were striated beyond anything I have ever seen, and being the husband of a woman who competed with less than 1 percent bodyfat, I know what I'm talking about, Shelly was beyond anything I had ever seen. Even her pec slabs looked over 2 feet deep now it was more like 2 and a half feet, and there was no breast tissue to speak of, it was 100% muscle.
Shelly smiled down at us, and said, "Actually, I can't even work out down here anymore, there's just not enough wait to get even close to how powerful I've become, but I guess I can give you a small indication of how strong I've become, I know this is gonna drive you crazy Jeremy, you've told me many times of your love for ultra strong women, well check this out!" Shelly took a 45 pound iron bar that we used to bench and squat weights with between both hands, and without even a breath she tied it into a knot. That was only the begging though, as the metal screeched like a bat in a net, she started bending and tying it this way and that like it was nothing more than string, first into a pretzel, then into a model of a human body, the bar was like clay in her hands, to do with what she wanted. When she finally got done it looked like a turkey leg, with a mischievous glint in her eye she faked like she was going to bite it. She brought it close to her mouth again and again, each time pulling it back, then finally, catching eyes with me, she winked and bit through solid steel like it was bubble gum! She chewed it like it was nothing to her, then started blowing bubbles like it was actually bubble gum! Finally she swallowed it and smiled widely, showing her incredibly shiny white teeth, and the fact that they were completely undamaged, despite the fact she had just seconds ago ground a steel bar between them.
"Yeah, nice isn't it? I have been taking calcium to strength my teeth, and been doing exercise with my jaws to strengthen them as well. And Teri, dear, I've taken those exercises you taught me 20 years ago to a new level, if you think that was impressive, wait till you see this."
With that, Shelly took another Olympic style weight bar and held it at the opening to her vagina, then she starting inserting it, we could hear a groan of metal being bent from where we sat, ten seconds later she brought the bar back out, to show that it was 1/5 the width it was before it went into her super muscular, super strong pussy.
"I've been working it out like you wouldn't imagine, after those exercises you showed me, I knew I would have to find more weights to achieve my goals, to strengthen my pussy to such a degree that it would be as super strong as the rest of my muscles. To strengthen it so much, that I could have this kind of control over it."
She put the bar next to her pussy, which leapt forward as if it were a lioness pouncing on her prey, it brought in the bar without help from her hands, until it disappeared completely into her nether region. I couldn't believe my own eyes as I watched the muscles on the outside of her crotch undulate, like, well like nothing I've ever seen before. I looked at Teri and Serena, to find they were licking their lips in anticipation, and rubbing their own pussies like wild, watching Shelly mulch up iron like wood in a wood chipper. She smiled at me with a wild look in her eyes as she spread her legs once more, and with no help from her hands, her pussy opened to reveal the bar, but it was no longer in a shape that it was when it went in there, no, her pussy had so much muscular control that it was rolled into a round shape the size of a soft ball.
"Imagine that around your huge cock, brother-in-law, hahaha. Imagine that around your fist, Teri, it can crush steel like nothing, but it can give you so much pleasure you'd be begging me to release you after 18 straight hours of love making. Now, get over here and give me a nice family welcome!"
We did, oh, we did, so many times that night and into the next day!
The End

The Dwarf Tosser

*Author’s Note: May I just say that I mean no offense in the title of this story, there is a sport, which is probably known world wide as Dwarf Tossing, I don’t condone this sport, and I don’t feel that it is in any way a justifiable use of anybody’s time. So, in this story, I am trying my best to show why this travesty should be changed, how about it becomes non-dwarf tossing by a person of dwarfish proportions?*
It all happened when I went to this bar in Milwaukee, about 2 years ago, that’s where I saw the most amazing thing. First off, I walked into this bar, not expecting anything special, just wanting to grab a couple beers and relax watching sports on the TV. What I saw was surprising to say the least, there was this crowd on the other side of this huge bar, I pushed my way to the front to witness a huge, muscled guy holding what looked like a vertically challenged person in a harness of some kind that had handles, then with a couple of warm-ups, he tossed this unfortunate small person onto a bed, then another person did the same, then another person. I was outraged to tell you the truth, but a lot of people were enjoying what they were seen, and I, being meek and not confident at all didn’t want to step forth and say anything about it. But one person did speak up, with a strong, but awfully high pitched voice, “Put that man down, now please! How would you like it if someone picked you up and tossed you as far as they could, would you enjoy that you bastards, I said put him down!” I looked around, trying to find where that voice was coming from, but I couldn’t see anyone in the crowd with a look of anger on their face, but then someone stepped up on the bed, a woman that was about the same size as the person getting tossed, she looked to be in a rage. “Listen pal, I’ve had enough of this kind of establishment treating my kind like nothing more than a pet, like animals you can toss around, have you ever once thought about their feelings on the matter?” This woman was still looking up at the offenders, even though the bed was two feet off the ground, if I had to guess, she was probably 3’3 or something close to that, the clothes she was wearing didn’t reveal much of her body, other than a generous bust and really wide shoulders.
The man who had the little person in his hands last stepped forward looking down at her fiercely, “What are you gonna do about it girly? You look if you could use a bit of the treatment that little Billy over there is getting, maybe then you’ll see why he loves it so much, don’t you Billy?” The little man looked up and nodded quickly, though it wasn’t quite convincing, not to me, it was clear to me that he was intimidated by the size of the huge guys in the bar, and couldn’t tell his true feelings. The little woman reached up and pulled the head thug down to her face, the man was taken off guard, and had no response for it. “I asked whether you would like it if you were the one being tossed, well, you’re gonna get your answer in a little while big boy, you’re gonna see how Bill feels, and I’m doubting you’re gonna like it.” He was smirking down at her, in a way of saying yeah right to her, “How you gonna do that, little girl, you think you can do that, what are you, 3 feet tall, you can’t weight more than 80 pounds, you think you’re gonna pick me up and toss me with as much ease as I tossed little Billy there?” The woman smiled at him, and said, “First of all, my name isn’t little girl, it’s Marilyn Garman, and second, yes, that’s exactly what I’m going to do, in fact, judging by the fact it took every once of your power to send Billy what 5 feet, I’m going to do to you what you did to him, with so much ease it’s going to make your head spin.” The thug whose name was Mike started laughing, as did most of the crowd that was around to hear this conversation, until Marilyn took a hold of Mike’s belt with her free hand and proceeded to press his 280 pound frame over her head with what looked like ease. My eyes nearly popped out of my head at the sight, as did my dick almost pop out of my pants, this woman who weighed only 80 pounds held a man who weighed 200 pounds more than she did over her head, and it didn’t seem to be straining her in the least.
Marilyn got off the bed, hopping down to the floor, the crowd split in two as she carried Mike’s body over her head, occasionally bringing him down to the top of her head and pressing him up again, like a 280 pound barbell. She did this slowly and in total control until she was on the other side of the bar, nearly 50 feet away, I was thinking to myself, no, no way, that would be impossible! She took a step and with incredible power, she launched Mike’s heavy frame the 50 feet to the bed, where he landed, his weight and the force at which he landed immediately shredded the bed in half, breaking it beyond repair. She made sure that they would not have anymore dwarf tossing tonight at least. Mike was out cold, but his cronies recognized the threat that Marilyn posed, so they proceeded to gang up on her. 3 huge guys, one 6’3 275 pounds, the second 6’2 260 pounds, and the third, 6’4 and 300 pounds came at her menacingly. The smallest one said, “Come on guys, she may be strong, but no way she’s stronger than all three of us at once, we can take her!” Marilyn wasn't perturbed that 3 men, each at least 3 times her weight and 3 feet taller than her, in fact, she was urging them on by smirking and telling them to come get her. The first guy came in only to receive a shot to the stomach that made him fly at least 5 feet away, unconscious. The next two came in at just about the same time, and to the amazement to the onlookers, they left their feet, each one of their belts in each of her hands. She held them overhead, looked up to see their shocked faces and said, "Yeah, just what I thought, big guys, but weak, let me show you how a dwarf tosses." With that she drew her right arm back, as if she was about to throw a football, and the guy that was in her right hand flew to the bed that Mike was just getting out of, he landed, none to softly, but not truly injured either. She transferred the other man, the 300 pounder, and started tossing him up in the air, luckily the ceiling was 40 feet tall or he'd be in trouble, but he went up first 10 feet, then 20, then 30 feet in the air until she took aim at the almost fully destroyed mattress and tossed the huge man 40 feet across the room to finish it off completely.
Marilyn rubbed her hands and had a satisfied look on her face, then she turned back to the crowd, as to say anyone else have a problem? Almost all the men were avoiding her eyes, everyone that is, except me, I was watching her the whole time, thinking she was my true fantasy brought to life. Everyone in the crowd parted as she walked towards them, straight up to the only man that had caught her eyes, she focused on my body, she was just the right height to be face to face with my manhood, which was fully erect. She looked up into my eyes and smirked, "I'm guessing you enjoyed the show, didn't you, big boy?" I shrugged and said, "Yeah, I wanted to say something, I agree with you, I think the sport is barbaric, but, you see I have low self esteem and problems speaking in front of crowds. I'm only speaking to you now because you are without doubt the strongest person I have ever seen in my whole life." I looked around, not sure if I should continue, but I did, a little bit softer, so only those around me, including her, could hear. "And, well, I'm into very strong and muscular women, especially those shorter than me, I write stories about it because I know it would probably never, ever happen in real life, so I have to live my fantasies out through my writing." She looked at me, now with a sympathetic look on her face, she said, "Honey, you're more of a man for admitting that than any of these guys in this bar, to tell you the truth, men have always tried to take advantage of me, they have always looked at my height and thought I was worthless, but you, you don't look at me like that do you?" I shook my head, with as much sincerity as I could muster in such a frivolous gesture.
"Absolutely not, Marilyn, to me, you're just a normal woman, maybe a little shorter than average, but that doesn't make me think anything less of you, I'm not close-minded as some of these guys, what I see when I look at you is a beautiful, powerful woman that I would love to have on my arm any place I ever go in this World." Marilyn smiled, her pearly white teeth enhancing her facial beauty all the more, "Thank you, darling, and that is why I would be delighted to take you home, if you want to go with me, that is?" My eyes opened all wide, I couldn't believe my ears, this beautiful, incredibly powerful woman, who was two and a half feet shorter than me, probably weighed 1/4 of what I do, yet could probably lift me with her pinky, and she wanted me as her boyfriend! I stuttered out, "Y-yes, s-sure, I would love to come home with you Marilyn, nothing would make me happier, well, maybe seeing how strong you really are, but that can come later." She laughed and said, "Or we can sample some of my strength on the way home, there's more where this came from, believe me, what I did to those guys took a very, very small percentage of my overall power, dear." I giggled nervously, "That's awesome, well, should we go, babe?" She nodded, reached up and grabbed my hand with her much smaller one and half led me, half pulled me out the door. Actually, if I had stood still, I have no doubt she would have been able to drag me along, despite the fact I am 6'1 and weigh 290 pounds.
"Marilyn, why don't you tell me about yourself, and how you got so, well, so incredibly strong?" I asked in a bashful manner. "Well, my condition became apparent very early, the doctors said I had a lack of human growth hormone, so they put me on a steady diet of HGH and steroids. Well, that didn't really have the effect that they hoped, I was still short, but soon, my muscles grew hugely and my strength was off the charts." she was slightly embarrassed by this admission but I nodded and asked her to continue. "Well, I was 4 years old when I started taking that stuff, and it really bulked me up, at that age I was 2 feet tall, but weighed 60 pounds, I was strong even then, my dad was normal sized, 5'10, 200 pounds, and I picked him up over my head when I was just 5! I'm 27 now, by the way, and my strength just kept growing and growing, as did my muscles." I looked down at her, she was wearing some big clothing, but it looked baggy on her, I didn't see a whole lot of possibility that her muscle was as large as she was making it seem.
So I asked her if she could show me how big her muscles were, she smiled and said, "When we get home, dear, I'm sure it will be worth the wait, maybe we could get home sooner if I carried you, would you like that?" My eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head in ecstasy at the sound of that. I tried to be as steady as I could, "Sure, I would love that, Marilyn!" She stuck her head between my legs, then pressed me over her head with her hands grasping my buttocks firmly, I was so much taller than her that my feet were barely 5 inches off the ground with her arms fully extended. I had seen her power, so it wasn't really a surprise that she could lift my 290 pounds, but it was something very different feeling it first hand, and my boner came back full force by the fact that this small woman was holding someone overhead that weighed 210 pounds more than she did, like he was nothing but a teddy bear to her. She said, "Now hold on to my hands sweetie, we're gonna be going pretty fast, not that I don't have a good grip, tee hee." As she said that, she squeezed my butt a little harder, causing me to gasp a little in surprise. Then without a second's hesitation, this little woman started running like I've seen only the fastest sprinters in the World, I bet she could give Usain Bolt a run for his money, we were speeding through the streets, passing cars like they were standing still, and hopping over objects straight ahead of us. We stopped about 20 minutes later, coming right up to a huge house, she lowered me to the ground, and winked, "Home sweet home, so, Jeremy, you wanted to see how muscular and strong I am, you're going to find out right now, this house is far from civilization, so no one can know what I do here, you're the first person I've had here in almost 4 years." I blushed, suddenly feeling unworthy of being in her presence.
I looked the house over, first of all, it was a two story ranch style house that was almost all white, except the windows, the sidings of which were purple, and the roof was black. "Shall we go inside, even if it is private here, I would feel a lot better showing off to you where no prying eyes could possibly see us." I nodded, oh boy, I thought to myself, finally I can find out if the woman of my dreams is actually real. She said, "Upstairs is the bedroom, but we can worry about that a little later, what you want to see, I'm sure is the gym, that's in the basement. You go down there and wait a little while, I've got to change into my workout clothes." I did as she suggested, there was a door at the end of the staircase, I opened it to find a gym that I had never even envisioned in my wildest dreams, the basement gym was huge in area, and the different weights and machines would make the owner of the Gold's Gym in Milwaukee choke on his protein shake. The ceiling was extraordinarily high as well, I didn't see how that could be possible, but I went along with it. But it was the weights themselves that puzzled me, the dumbbells started out at 150 pounds and went up to the most weight I've ever seen put on a bar that small, 450 pounds. There wasn't a weight disk I could find that was under 45 pounds, and the bars themselves seemed to have been made of a different kind of material, when I tried to lift one that was unloaded, I couldn't even get it to budge a little!
"Like it?" I heard behind me as Marilyn came into the room with an oversized bath robe on. "Yeah, that bar that you're trying to move is 200 pounds, it is made of an extremely dense metal titanium, to hold the ultra-heavy weights I use to workout. I see you also noticed that none of the plates go below 45 pounds, but actually, that's not accurate, why don't you try to pick up that 45 pound plate over there?" She pointed to a plate resting against the bench, I walked over to it, got a good one handed grip on it, and pulled, but I couldn't lift it up, so I put my second hand on it and just managed to pull it up to my waist before setting it back down with a thud. She smiled sweetly at me, "Obviously, those weights are not 45 pounds, they are made of the same material the bars are made of, they're three times heavier than normal, making each of those plates 135 pounds. You wanted to know how I got so strong, I'll tell you, but first sit down over there, hun." I did as I was told, she started undoing her robe, and it fell down to reveal an incredible body, one that I would have never expected on someone her size. She had big muscles everywhere, and they were ripped to shreds, her arms and legs were in proportion to the rest of her body, but she looked like she could step on stage at a Ms. Olympia contest and dominate. I couldn't believe it when she started doing a posing routine and each muscle group sharpened into definition that I couldn't believe, striations and veins appeared all over her frame, running up and down each muscle group in turn. She did an abdominal pose and showed an 8 pack that stood out 1 inch from her body, imagine if Collette Guimond was shrunk down 2 feet, but kept the same proportions she did at regular height, that was what I was staring at now.
"I can see by your little friend you like my show, well, like I told you, when I was 5, the steroids and growth hormones I was being given took full effect, my dad was full sized, a former power lifter and football player, but he never stood a chance when I challenged him to an arm wrestling match, could you imagine it, Jeremy, I was only 2'3, couldn't have weighed 35 pounds at the time, my dad was 6'4 300 pounds of muscle, and I knew he was still a very strong man, but my tiny hand pulled both his arms, yes I told him to use both arms against me, and at 5 I overpowered his much, much bigger body like it was nothing." As she said this, she was flexing a huge bicep, one that may have been as big as her own head! "My dad was actually proud of me for being so strong, so he used the money he had gotten from playing football, combined with the money my mom got from modeling and acting, and he got me a fully stacked gym. From 6 years old to 10 years old, I used that gym 3 times a day, 2 hours at a time, lifting weights with one hand that my dad couldn't have lifted with his whole body. Even at 10, I was probably stronger than the top 5 competitors of the World's Strongest Man put together, but when I went through puberty, not only did my muscles explode, but my strength went off the charts. At 14, I lifted a car over my head, at 16 I lifted that same car with only one hand, at 18, I lifted a fully loaded greyhound bus overhead with just one hand. It seems that no matter what I put my mind to, my strength eventually accomplished it. These weights that you see before you are only the tip of the proverbial iceberg, they don't even force me to use 5 percent of my total power anymore."
She walked over to me, and said, "Let me demonstrate." With that, she put what looked like 5 100 pound plates on each side of the bar, but of course since they were 3 times denser than normal weights, I knew that each was 300 pounds. then she put a 150 pound weight on each side to make the weight a total of 3500 pounds, or the equivalent weight of a medium sized car. She put one hand in the middle of the hulking barbell, which weighed more than 40 times what she weighed and started curling it like it weighed absolutely nothing to her. She did it 500 times in her right hand, then did 500 with her left hand, of course she never came close to achieving a pump with it, so she switched to working out each individual finger. That's right, even her pinky was strong enough to pick up the weight as heavy as a car! She did it with such ease, I'm sure she could have done even twice the weight with twice as much, probably even 3 times as much weight, even with the smallest finger on the smallest hand I've ever seen any adult have. Her casual display of pinky strength blew me away, but what she did next took me over the edge, as I sat on the bench, my cock was very close to ripping out of my jeans and bringing about the biggest orgasm I had ever had in my life.
She must have noticed this and was calculating just the right thing to put me over the edge, she smiled at me then slowly extended what became the longest freaking tongue I have seen ever! Not only was it long, but it was thick, and freakily muscular, she brought it out of her mouth until it was at least 7 inches in length, then she wrapped the tip of her tongue around the middle of the bar. I shouted, "No, no, that's not possible!" She winked at me and nodded, then with just the power of her tongue, the 3500 pound bar, a full ton and 3/4 was lifted off the rack! My body was racked with ecstasy as my 9 incher plowed through my jeans and exploded all over myself. It was without doubt the most extreme cum I've ever had and I didn't have to touch myself even once to achieve it. After I came down from the sexual high, I focused my eyes on Marilyn again, who was standing there with her hands on her hips, looking amused, her tongue straight out 6 inches with the 3500 pound barbell still hanging from it. Then she started rolling the barbell in and out of her mouth with just her tongue, the huge, heavy weight seemingly weightless to what should be one of the weakest parts of her body. She did this seemingly forever, looking down at my penis, which hadn't gone down yet, even after the biggest orgasm I've ever had. Then when she had the barbell fully extended on her tongue, she winked again at me, her tongue went down slightly, then went up a little and the barbell flew off of it 5 feet into the air, she caught it on her tongue and flicked it up 10 feet the next time. God, I was coming again! The fact that she was tossing a barbell that weighed almost 2 tons with her tongue like you or I would toss a tennis ball with our hand, well how could I possibly not at the sight of that? I had my eyes closed when I heard her sweet little giggle, and in a sexy, throaty voice I heard her say "Boy, you're easy, had I known you liked my strength that much, I would have shown you a higher percentage, what I just did, with my tongue, that wasn't even using 10 percent of the total strength in my tongue."
I was totally worn out, I tried to get up, but my legs couldn't hold me, I could feel her arms grip me under my knees and my lower back, she picked me up in a cradle carry. "Well, honey, looks like you and your little friend need your rest. Just to let you know, I tested the power in my tongue when I was only 7 years old, at 11 years old I had a tug of war against my dad with it, and won. At 19, I lifted my first car with it, could you imagine, it was smaller, only 2500 pounds, but it was incredible to even see, someone my size, lifting a whole car with nothing but their own tongue. As you can see, I've been keeping up with it." I was weak, but able to speak, "How much weight can you lift with your tongue?" She smiled as she shook her head, "uh ungh, sweetie, you need your rest, I'll show you really soon, after you get your strength back, suffice to say, what you saw today was nothing, and let's leave it at that." I nodded and slowly fell to sleep as I was comforted in her strong arms. To be continued.

Pound for Pound

Pound for Pound By Jeremy Wilson shaneomacfan3@yahoo.comI visit a gymnastics academy, and find myself in heaven
Author’s note: I have always been fascinated with female gymnasts, from the Olympics on down, these tiny girls have proven to me that pound for pound, they are the strongest, quickest, and definitely most agile athletes around, I have to write at least one story about their power, and of course put my little spin on it.
Jeremy Wilson's private blog (Made up for this story)
June 14, 2009
Hey everyone, I am excited because I have been invited as a journalist to the International Gymnastics Championships taking place in Chicago this year, as a fan of female gymnasts I can't tell you how much I am looking forward to seeing each and every one of these amazing athletes up close. From the first time I witnessed the Olympics in 1988, I have been fascinated by these mighty mites, girls that are on average very short, but have such physical power for their size, and some are really ripped. I know that many parents get their children into the sport very early in their lives, and their dedication to the sport shines through, as they grow up, they get better and better, when they reach Olympic age, 16 years old and above, they can do moves that have to be seen to be believed. I had always wanted to see a live gymnastics meet, to see those girls move through the air with the greatest of ease, see them do feats that very few of them men in this World today could accomplish, I'll give you a report when I get back.
June 20, 2009
Oh My God! I am finally back, what I expected to be a 2 day festival of gymnastics fun turned out to be a 5 day orgy of strength, muscle, and sexual feats that I never thought possible. Sorry if this part of my blog turns out to be a little long, but it will take a long time to share this story with you. First of all, let me tell you, I finally have a girlfriend, I met her at the meet, she was competing in the contest, she's a 21 year old female gymnast named Shannon Stroheim from Germany, she speaks perfect English and may I just say, has a near perfect body. She has blond hair tied in a pony tail, sky blue eyes and a face that would make a super model green with envy. Okay, she's a bit short, in fact, she's incredibly tiny, only 4'8, she weighs 92 pounds, but let me just say, those 92 pounds are more powerful than my 325 pounds will ever be or could ever hope to be. It was her routines that brought her to my attention, especially her floor routine, she just had so much speed, I could barely make her out as she sprinted across the mat. Then when she jumped into the air, she rose well over 10 feet in the air, far above the next nearest competitor, when she was in the air she twisted faster, but with more control and precision than I had ever seen from a gymnast. Not only did I marvel at her, but I noticed the judges were completely shocked, their mouths hung open, as they shakily held up the signs for a perfect 10. She hugged her fellow gymnasts from Germany, that's when I noticed her height, most of the other girls on her team were at least 6 inches taller, but she looked to be more fit, more ripped.
The uneven bars were next and to be honest, I didn't think it could get better, but I was wrong. She was spinning and flipping through the event with more force than I had seen from male gymnasts use during any of the events I had seen them in. But instead of it looking violent, it just looked all the more graceful. When she finally did the dismount, she flew up 25 feet, did what seemed like 7 different moves and landed perfectly without even the slightest fault. The judges were once again forced to render nothing less than a perfect score, this one girl was dominating the contest. I knew at this point that this was no ordinary girl, and I had to get to know her better. I saw her go over to her coach, a huge man of about 6'4 and 280 pounds, he was a big burly guy who was probably a former Olympic Weightlifter, he clapped her on the shoulder with a lot of force, I would probably have been knocked for a loop by it, she didn't wince, she didn't even seem to notice it. I gasped with admiration and worked out a way to get to meet her. The rest of the show pretty much followed the first two events, she won with perfect scores, much like Nadia Comaneci in the 1976 Olympics, but everything about her just dominated each and every one of the other gymnasts in the room, she had a life-force that was so powerful, it almost radiated up to the spot that I was sitting.
Using my media pass, I got back to the German's dressing room and requested an interview session with Shannon for an American magazine. Seeing my media pass they figured I was on the up and up, and minutes later Shannon came out to greet me. I asked her if she spoke English and she said, "Yes, I do quite well, my parents sent me over to England to study for 3 years." Excellent, I thought, this could go quite easy, if I say the right things, which to tell you the truth, I have trouble doing in these situations. "Hello Ms. Stroheim, may I call you Shannon?" She smiled, and her teeth were as beautiful as the rest of her, "Of course." She offered her hand and I took it, what I felt was just about what I expected, a very firm grip, of course it had to be to do the feats of strength she had shown. "My name is Jeremy Wilson, I'm a freelance online news reporter, I would like to interview you about your success tonight and your personal background, if I may?" A light seemed to go on in her head, "Jeremy Wilson? The Jeremy Wilson from Diana the Valkyrie?" I blushed a little and said, "Well yes, that's a little hobby of mine, I just write about what I love, female strength and muscle, but this is what pays the bills." She giggled a little, her voice had a light, lilting quality to it, "Well, I discovered your stories a couple of years ago, and I love each and every one of them, especially involving the little girls lifting guys much, much heavier than they were."
I was a little taken aback, this girl liked my stories, not only that, but she loved the ones that I myself personally enjoyed writing the most, because they're my deepest fantasies. "Well, one of the things I would like to talk to you about is your strength, I was impressed a great deal by what I saw out there, your power just dominated each and every one of those other girls out there, if you don't mind me asking, how strong are you?" She blushed and said, "Well, I tried to tone it down a little, I was not using all my power, but just enough to win every event, I started in gymnastics when I was 6 years old, and the coaches were amazed at the abilities I had at the very beginning. Then he suggested I go into weightlifting to improve my overall strength when I was 8, well, I took to the weights right away, the results are what you see before you." I nodded, but inside my stomach was turning cartwheels, "That's great, and I'll keep this off the record if you want me to, could you show me exactly how strong you are?" She looked around and said, "Okay, since no one is here, I'll give you a sample of my strength, how much do you weigh?" I responded, "About 330 pounds, give or take a few ounces." She nodded, "Okay, have you ever seen ballet performances where the male lifts up a female under her arms, well hold your arms straight out and hold as still as possible."
I did just that, she reached her hands under my arms, took a firm grip around my biceps, than pressed her arms without a grunt straight over her head, along with her arms rose my 330 pound body. "My God! I can't believe it, I mean, I weigh 3 and a half times what you weigh, how heavy am I for you?" She just shook her head and said, "You're as light as my pillow, Jeremy, seriously, I can hardly even feel you, I know you're so much bigger than me, but I could hold you up there forever." I was amazed, here is a really small woman, 21 years old, but looks more like a 10 year old because of her height, and slender, though incredibly ripped body, holding me like I was the little child. "How, how did you get so strong?!?" I nearly shouted as she started bouncing me up and down like I was a beachball in her fingers. "Well, I guess 13 years of lifting fairly heavy weights, I told you I started lifting when I was 8, well, I was already strong even then, my first bench press was 45 kilograms, I guess you would say that’s 100 pounds, I weighed 50 pounds at the time and I really didn't have any trouble with it, doing it for 12 reps. I loved to workout, so I did it 3 hours a day, 5 days a week, I got stronger all the time, by the time I hit 12 years old, I figured was more than twice as strong as my coach, so I decided to test the theory by having him armwrestle me, both of his arms against my weaker left arm, I won, with great ease to tell you the truth." She was talking the whole time she was holding me up in the air, her voice showed no strain, no evidence that she was even trying that hard, I had to know what my heart was dreading, yet anxious to ask.
"Shannon, I guess you know by reading my stories how perfect you are for me, it has been a fantasy of mine to meet someone exactly like you since I was very young. It's difficult to ask this, because I have never been good with the ladies, I'm very shy because of my weight and I have little experience but..." She interrupted, "Oh Jeremy, of course I would go out with you, I knew from the moment I read one of your stories that I would like to meet the tortured soul who harbored many of the same fantasies that I had. You see, I love to lift guys, especially guys who are much bigger than me, yet not one of those guys were excited sexually by that kind of thing, they were shocked, scared, and turned off by being lifted by me. They think its strange for a girl to be so strong, but when I saw your stories, I saw a kindred spirit who not only would love to be lifted by a girl my size, but would be turned on sexually by a girl who had the strength that I possess." My head was spinning, this gorgeous, super strong, incredibly ripped, little gymnast had the hots for me just as much as I had the hots for her, incredible! I was moving towards the ground and I thought she was going to let me go, but I was wrong, as soon as my feet hit the ground, they were off it again, as she lifted me up in a cradle carry. I smiled down at her, she smiled up at me, I knew right then and there, this girl was the one for me. She carried me to my car, not caring that it was 3 blocks away and people were staring at her the whole time, she was wearing her leotard still, her feet were bare, but nothing mattered to her at that point other than me and her. That was 3 days ago, and it set off the most fantastic 3 days of my life. Right now she is sleeping in my bed, she has quit competitive gymnastics, left the German Gymnastic Team and decided to move in with me to continue fulfilling each and every one of my lift and carry fantasies. I will be back tomorrow to fill you in more on Shannon's strength.
June 22, 2009
Hey everyone, sorry if I was a little late updating, I just was worn out from Friday Night, Shannon and I went to a gym, not just any gym, though, it was a special gym that she was the only member of, where the machines, bars, and plates were special made to weigh much more than any known in regular gyms right now. I mean the minimum weight plate is 50 pounds, the next one up is 100, and the biggest is 250 pounds, the dumbbells go from 100 pounders all the way up to 450 pounders. I watched in amazement as this tiny girl took a pair of 180 pound dumbbells, just about twice her bodyweight, in each of her tiny, though incredibly vascular hands and started curling them like they were 5 pound weights to you or me. I was completely taken aback, I knew she was mightily strong, she had shown that in the past three days by lifting me in a number of different ways, each as easy as the next, still I had a hard time believing this wasn't some sort of wonderful dream that I would eventually wake up from. She completed a set of 25 curls for each arm and set them down, picking up a pair of 225 pound dumbbells to continue her arm workout. Combined these weights weigh 450 pounds, the girl curling them weighs 92 pounds, the thought that she was curling almost 5 times her weight was incredible to me, yet it seemed as normal as brushing her teeth to her. After doing 15 reps with each arm, she completed her arms workout by picking up a pair of 275 pounders, these weights were not quite as easy as the rest, but she still managed to pump them up and down for 8 reps, respectable when considering that the combined weight was 6 times her bodyweight.
Oh I forgot to give you some background on the gym, first of all Shannon had it built because she had moved to the US 2 years ago, still traveling with the German Gymnastics team as a German national, she had been planning to retire to America anyway, meeting me was all the impetus she needed. Her parents were fairly rich, her dad a baron who made his money from the 3rd largest beer company in Germany, her mother was also rich in her own right, the daughter of a Bavarian real estate tycoon, kind of like a more successful version of our Donald Trump. Combined the riches they accumulated could have bought their daughter anything in the World she wanted, and she wanted to lift weights, heavier ones than can be found in any gym around the World. She told me that she wanted a place not only for her, but for people like her, she was sure she wasn't the only unnaturally strong girl in the World, she wanted to make the gym accessible to those who just couldn't find heavy enough weight in regular gyms, but she didn't know how to make that possible without attracting guys who think they're strong, but couldn't hold a candle to Shannon and girls like her, if there were any more out there like her. On the third day Shannon got an interesting email from a girl from China, she was 17 and built much like Shannon, 4'6 84 pounds of ripped gymnast muscle, she was at the Beijing Olympics, but was told to not perform to what she knew were her best abilities. She said she was far ahead of anyone in her country, and was tired of being repressed, of her strength, agility, and speed being held back, so she stowed away on an airplane to the United States, was given political asylum, put in a foster family who regularly took care of foreign exchange students and saw Shannon's message on a Yahoo group. She knew that if she could use her full potential when lifting weights, which she was never allowed to do in China, she could break all the records. She wanted to join Shannon's gym because she felt that was the only place to explore her potential, and Shannon may be the only girl to help her discover that. Shannon had kept the address secret unless she received an email of a worthy gym member, Shannon smiled as she sensed this was the girl who could be the first gym member. We'll meet with her later today and I'll get back to you on how it goes tomorrow.
June 23, 2009
Well, the girl from China was everything I hoped for, she was tiny, only coming up to the bottom of my chest, but everything else checked out, she turned 17 2 months ago, she was a member of the Chinese Olympics squad for the 08 games. That's when I recognized her, this was the little girl that the US tried to get disqualified for being too young, for her size she had fantastic speed, strength and agility. I shook her hand and was a little surprised, because as tiny as it was, she grabbed my hand in a vice of steel, I had tried to pull my arm and hand away, but she held it immobile with her strength, not even noticing my efforts. Quite the contrary, she was smiling and nodding at me as I tried to explain what the gym was all about, I say try because I had a hard time speaking because of the pain ratcheting through my hand. She let go and approached Shannon, who was smiling off to the back and side, Kei, the name of the Chinese gymnast held out her hand to Shannon, and you could see that there wasn't too much of a size difference, only 3 inches in height and probably about 10 pounds in weight. Shannon accepted and started to grind down, trying to take revenge for me having my hand wrung out, the only problem was that Kei didn't seem to feel it at all and then she put her own pressure on the hold, Shannon's eyes were wide open in disbelief as she felt something she hadn't felt in many years, someone that might be stronger than her. Shannon was grunting, trying to bring more power to the intense handshake but all this did was make Kei laugh at Shannon's expression of effort and anger, finally Shannon dropped to her knees it hurt so much, I couldn't believe it, my strong girl, the girl who had shown me strength I never thought possible was losing a strength contest to a smaller, younger girl, with seeming ease. I just shook my head in disbelief as we headed on in the gym, Shannon leading the way shaking her hand out, trying to get the feeling back into it.
I was mesmerized, ever since I met her, Shannon was without doubt, the strongest girl I had ever met, yet Kei had come in and shown me and Shannon the meaning of real power, I had to know how strong she really was! Shannon motioned to the bench which was loaded to 700 pounds, her warmup weight, "I am impressed with your hand strength, but that's not the biggest indicator of overall strength, let's see you bench this, its my warmup." Kei nodded with a serious look on her face, got down beneath the bar, and took it off the rests without even a grunt of effort. She brought the bar down to her chest and pumped it back up with ease, she did it slow and steady, finishing off the 50th rep with just as much ease as she did the 1st. I looked over at Shannon with a crazy look of worry, we both knew that Shannon could only get 40 reps out of that, and that's with very much effort for the last couple reps. Shannon tried not to look worried as she patted Kei on the shoulder and said, "That's very good, now let's go with a bit heavier weight." I saw her take the 100 pound plates off and put a 250 pound weight on each side followed by 2 100 pound plates on each side of the 50 pound bar. This added up to an incredible 950 pounds, which is a little below Shannon's max of 1000 pounds, if Kei would do this with the ease she did 700, there would be no question as to who would be stronger. Kei warmed up and stretched a little, she got down again, and to my amazement she took the bar off the rests with seemingly little effort, Shannon was behind her as a spotter, but looking at the ease with which Kei had lifted the 700 pounds, she may not need one here. And it turns out Shannon was right, Kei brought it down to her chest and easily pressed it up, before our unbelieving eyes, the tiny Chinese gymnast bench pressed 950 pounds, over 11 times her own weight as easily as it was the 700 pounds before. She completed 50 reps with seeming ease, then decided to go a little farther, probably to further her dominance over Shannon, she finally put the bar back after completing 78 reps.
I was standing there with my mouth open, Shannon was shocked as well, not even moving from the spot after Kei had put the bar back down, got up and did a little dance. Kei looked at the look in my and Shannon's face and said, "Don't worry my friends, and don't think that you're weak Shannon, I was just brought up in an environment that was about strict training, and discipline. In fact the reason I defected was because the Chinese government was too strict, they had my whole day planned out for me, and to top it off, on the biggest 2 weeks of our year, the Olympics, they told me to hold back, to not humiliate the other countries. I got tired of them telling me what to do, and really who was going to stop me, when I expressed my disinterest in staying on the Olympic team after last year, they sent 3 thugs that were each over 6'3 and 300 pounds, they were masked but I could tell they were members of the Chinese Superheavyweight Weightlifting program. Well, I took pleasure in combating each one of their attacks with my superior strength. You should have been there when I had two of them over my head, one in each hand, they were screaming, had I tested my strength against all three of them at once, I would have won, quite easily, what you have seen from me just now is the tip of the iceberg. Honorable Shannon, could you put on 3 more 100 pound plates on each side of the barbell, I want to get my arms workout in." We were incredulous, but Shannon had to know, she had to see exactly how strong this miniscule Chinese girl was, so she did as Kei asked, making the weight a total of 1,550 pounds, more weight than I had ever seen Shannon lift, even for squats and deadlift.
The bar was bending from the ridiculous amount of weight on it, to our surprise, Kei got behind it and took an underhand grip. No I thought to myself, she can't be serious, this tiny girl, only weighing 84 pounds herself at the most was attempting to curl 1550 pounds, well over my girlfriend's bench, squat and deadlift records? My mouth was open, my tongue was hanging, I was drooling in anticipation of a World changing moment for me. Something else was happening as well, despite my love for Shannon, I couldn't help but have a boner because of the incredible power that Kei was showing at that point. I looked over at Shannon, she was sweating, and this is a girl that just about never sweated, even after a fairly heavy workout, but I could tell something was happening to her, she was clutching her breast, and her other hand was creeping up her thigh. She didn't even pay attention to me, this whole time she had her eyes clearly focused on the Chinese phenom who had been curling 1550 pounds like nothing for what seemed like hours, but was probably only 5 minutes, still if you figure 3 reps every ten seconds, 18 reps in a minute, she had done 90 reps, without even looking like she cared that there was 3/4 of a ton on the bar she was curling with. Both of us were basically overheating, both mentally and physically, this young girl, only 17 years old had inflamed a passion for strength and muscle in both of us, I had dreamed many years of meeting someone like Shannon, but to compare Shannon to Kei was like trying to compare a flea to a lion, there was just no comparison, Kei won hands down. I think both of us realized this and just let go with our feelings, it was useless to fight it, Kei was our superior, and the way she was smirking, still curling the huge weight effortlessly while watching both of us worship her body with our eyes, and soon with our own bodies.
Shannon had dropped all pretenses, she had her shirt and sports bra off, rubbing her nipples, she had her hand down her lycra shorts, working herself into an orgasmic frenzy. I had followed suit, it seemed Kei didn't mind it at all, in fact, she encouraged it with a nod as I brought my pants and underwear down, starting beating off with as much fervor as I ever had before. Kei winked at us, moved her hands to the middle of the incredibly heavy and huge bar, then started curling it with one hand. That was just what we needed to get off, both Shannon and I had come at the same time, seeing how easily the girl was curling what was over 18 times her own bodyweight with only one hand. We collapsed, shaking to the ground, I know I had never been more satisfied by an orgasm, even with Shannon. Kei finally put down the bar, and walked over to us, she bent down, put one arm around my waist, the other around Shannon's, lifted us up with absolute ease, and asked, "Which way to the bedroom?"
More in the future hopefully, until then, remember, don’t underestimate gymnasts, they are pound for pound, the strongest athletes out there.
The End