Thursday, December 24, 2009
Happy Holidays!
I hope all of you enjoy yourselves over the next week or so, whether you're Christian, Jewish, Muslim, whatever I hope you're safe, with your family, or celebrating the season on your own. And if you're an atheist, have a happy, rational, day of no special significance at all.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Muscle Impossible TNG Part 3
Muscle Impossible: the Next Generation part 3
By Jeremy Wilson, shaneomacfan3@yahoo.com
To my surprise, my mother gets in on the muscle (and sex) act
*Author's note: As those of you who have read this story series know that I have very few boundaries when it comes to content, this is another story that deals heavily in the taboo, incest, a son lusting after his mother, a mother lusting after her son and daughter-in-law, and the lengths they are willing to go to in these affairs. Please note that I am not in favor of incest in real life, this is a fantasy story that no one should take seriously or personally. If you do not enjoy incest stories, extreme muscle stories, or just don't like my writing in particular, then just don't read, its that simple. But for those of you inclined, I hope you enjoy this story. By the way, if you would like to have a story commission to be written by me, all you have to do is email me at the email listed above, I'm sure we can negotiate a reasonable fee.*
Jeremy Wilson's Diary 11/24/2021
Hello Diary, today my wife informed me of my mother's plans of surprising me during my birthday party, she said that my mom, Michelle had been planning something over the last year that she wanted to spring on me, she didn't say what it was exactly, but it had me intrigued none the less, I'm going to be 44 years old, my mother's going to be 68 next year, it couldn't possibly be what I'm thinking, but whatever it is, a man turns 44 only once, he should get something special, don't you think.
Teri isn't saying what it is, but when she has been talking about the surprise, she said I'm going to love it, and giving me that sly sexy look that always leads to some hardcore sex that has to be seen to be believed, the woman is an animal in the sack, luckily she got me in shape enough to barely keep up with her, but I swear she has a sex drive that makes most female porn stars pale in comparison. Our 18 year old Daughter, Serena has gotten more into the act, when I get too worn out, she has no problems stepping in, licking, fisting, and sucking her mother off to multiple orgasms, while I just sit back and watch with pleasure.
As far as muscles go, Serena has gotten so much bigger in the past year that I can hardly believe it, she has stayed the same height, 4'10, but now weighs in at 245 pounds, which is certainly unbelievable to think about in and of itself, had her mother not also gained a couple pounds of muscle herself, now weighing in at 350 pounds at a height of 5'1. Me, I weigh 315 pounds of muscle at 5'10, which would put me on stage at most bodybuilding contests 10 years ago, but now, I'm constantly being outshone by my wife, whose arms are 41 inches around now, and now my daughter, whose arms stretch the tape to 27 inches around. Mine are only 25 inches around, so not only is Serena bigger proportionally, she's just straight bigger.
Teri's sister, Shelly, has been around occasionally, but much less than she has been visiting in the past. I asked Teri why that was, but she hasn't really given me a straight answer, just saying that she's been busy, working with a new client in her personal training business who needs her attention most of the time. But when she does come around she looks bigger every time. I can't believe how much muscle that little dynamo can pack on her 4'9 body. 405 pounds! That's the last time she was weighed, 2 months ago, who knows how much muscle weight she's gained since then? Boy I can't tell you how erotic it is when I see her put on a 6XL shirt that fit really loosely on me, almost like a tent on my frame, it stretches over her muscles and is nearly skin tight! You can see every bulge, every vein, every striation, it's nearly transparent. Then she gets to flexing and the shirt lasts barely a second before it's torn from her body like a rubber band! I think that she has probably gotten bigger, as she has shown the ability to do each time she has gone away for a while and come back. I can't wait to see for myself how big she has gotten this time. I'll be back tomorrow night, man, can't wait to see what Mom's big surprise is!
Jeremy Wilson's Journal 11/25/21
So, Shelly came up today, she wore a sweater, which did nothing to conceal her incredible body, but I guess she decided to be modest, based on how the neighbors always gawk at her impossible physique every time she comes to the house. Of course she doesn't need to wear anything, even in the colds of winter in Wisconsin, her body heat is so constantly warm that its like warmth radiates off of her, I believe if she stood on the continent of Antarctica with nothing on and she would still not be shivering, in fact, I think she could melt the polar ice caps, if she decided to go there after a highly intense workout. When she came in the house, of course, she pulled her sweater off in a flourish and pulled me down to her in a kiss. Not a sister-in-law kiss, by any means, she separated my lips with her muscular, strong tongue and we started making out like two high school lovebirds.
Of course, this isn't anything new, my wife is completely okay with the whole situation, because she lusts after her sister's body just as much as I do. First time I saw them kiss was one of the most fantastic experiences of my life, I mean a short, but hugely muscled woman passionately tongue kissing an even shorter, and amazingly bigger muscled woman, both of whom were beautiful facially and encompassed my complete fantasies in women, well, what could be more beautiful than that! Then both of them decided that they would like to make a muscle sex sandwich with me, well, what could I do but say yes? I mean lets see, both are more muscular than me, both are stronger than me, and both happen to be the most perfect women in the World.
Then, about 18 years later, when Teri and my daughter Serena turned 17 years old, she grew some very nice muscles, and turned out to be just about as strong as I am, if not stronger, one day I couldn't believe it when she actually made a pass at her old man. While I guess I considered myself handsome and manly, I never thought I would get my own daughter hot for me, I guess though, she saw not only the muscle, but how I treat her mother, and she knew no boy her age could come close to the package that I presented. So with the okay of my wife, and with her assistance, we had an incestual three way that nearly shook the house off its foundations. It was so sweet, and was made even better when Shelly showed up, its like she had some kind of psychic vision and knew she had to come up and join us. Well, we found out that Shelly was even stronger than she looked, even her vagina proved to be much stronger than most men's entire bodies.
So, of course, as she turned out to be becoming bigger and stronger, I was more and more attracted to her. I took some time to look over her body as she stood there at arms length. She was wearing nothing more than a tank top, which was stretched to the maximum by her humungous muscles in her pecs and abs. Her pecs stood out at least a foot, if not more, while the cotton of the peach shirt did nothing to hide her 12 pack abs, which were each at least 2 and a half inches deep. To be honest, she looked bigger than she ever has, her shoulders 4 feet across, her back to front 3 and a half feet thick, her arms looked bigger, more vascular, and more striated than ever. Even her neck looked bigger, her traps looked to be towering to the middle of her ears, she was like a FemXman drawing brought to life! I put my hands on them and while my hands are very big, they did nothing to cover the huge traps that she had, I tried squeezing them, but they, like the rest of her body, were titanium hard.
She asked, "Where's Teri, today? I thought I would catch up with her for a little while." I laughed and said, "Well, she said she had a couple of things to work out with my mother, so she's over there, she actually told me I couldn't come over, or I'd ruin the surprise, but she said that if you came up that you could go over there. Does that mean you're in on the surprise, then?"
She giggled, "Well, I can say that I know what it is about, and I did have a little bit in the planning, but it's mostly your mother and Teri's doing. And don't think that I'm going to tell you, it's all up to your mother and Teri tomorrow night, so you're going to have to wait another 18 hours to see what your surprise is, but don't worry, knowing you, I'm sure you'll love it."
I nodded, "Well, how about since you and me are all alone, you give me a little bit of an early birthday present."
"Oh, I don't know, I suppose we can do a little something, but I want to go over to your mom's house and help her with your party after a while, so it'll have to be something quite short."
"It doesn't have to be anything sexual, Shelly, just show me an example of your strength, to tide me over until you get back."
"Sure thing, my dear brother-in-law."
She went up to the fireplace and grabbed one of the pokers, she twisted it into a knot, then kept pulling on it, the metal groaned and stretched like rubber before my eyes, then she sucked it into her mouth like a piece of over-cooked spaghetti. A couple of seconds later, she took it out of her mouth, there where two smaller knots in the poker on each end around the bigger knot. I almost melted as she gave it to me with a wink. The thing was hot to my grasp, she said bye and left, with me holding the former poker, which still felt like the tough steel it is, but my super sister-in-law treated it like licorice.
Hours later, Teri and Shelly came back to the house, both were laughing heartily, but when they saw me staring at them inquisitively, they both stopped and Teri said, "Its about your surprise, we were putting some last minute things up, we're going to your parents house at 2pm tomorrow to finish everything up, you can come over at 4pm, but now, that we're all together, you can have an early birthday present, Shelly, would you do the honors?"
Shelly smiled as I stared, transfixed at her, she started pumping her muscles up, first her arms, then her pecs. The 6-XL T-shirt she was wearing was straining to hold on, and finally gave up the ghost as it shredded around her collar, her sleeves, and her chest. Now she was topless, with only a pair of skimpy looking blue spandex shorts on, which themselves were not too far away from ripping right off her immense, fantastically developed thighs. I knew she knew what I was thinking, so she immediately tensed those thighs and the spandex shorts ripped so quickly that they were flung off her body and landed 5 feet away on the couch.
I heard someone clear their throat and I looked, it was Teri, who smiled as she flexed her biceps, which ripped through her 5x t-shirt sleeves, then her shoulders and lats did the same to the sides of her shirt. I smiled as I looked at the two immensely muscled women posing for my pleasure. Teri ripped her shorts off just like Shelly did, and there stood two incredibly muscled women that were bigger than any male bodybuilders could dream of being, naked in front of me, but what happened next blew my mind! They stalked towards each other, like two overly muscled panthers in heat, and started making out with each other, passionately going at it, like I wasn't even there. Well, that wasn't exactly true, as I saw that both of them looked over at me and winked suggestively, then continued with the display, taking it a step further by feeling over their muscles, tweaking each other's nipples, and licking each other's muscles. I looked on dumbfounded, I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, all I could do was stare. Well another part of me was moving of it's own accord, my dick was ripping out of my spandex shorts, harder than it's ever been. Judging by the stain on the shorts, I had already come at least once, if not twice, but my dick didn't seem to notice as it saluted my wife and sister-in-law's display.
"Wouldn't you rather join in, sweetie? I mean your presents totally unwrapped, don't you want to play with it?"
I don't know how I did it, but I put one foot in front of the other, and made my way over to the almost 800 pounds of writhing, pulsating muscle in front of me, I started feeling both of their bodies, and kissed my wife first, then Shelly, then alternating between them. Shelly smiled, then surprised us again with her power as she lifted both me and my wife, one in each hand, almost 700 pounds of massively muscular humanity in itself. She carried us back to our bedroom and set us down, none to gently on our reinforced bed, a bed that was built to withstand 1100 pounds of combined poundage, well, let's just say that when Shelly joined me and Teri's combined 665 pounds, the bed struggled to say the least, and after a couple minutes, it gave up altogether. Not that we cared, not in the least, we carried on for what seemed like forever, collapsing in ecstatic bliss with satisfied smiles on our faces. We fell asleep in each other's arms, before going to sleep Teri said, "If you thought that was great, wait until your surprise tomorrow!"
Oh man, I can't wait, tomorrow I finally get to see what my mother, wife, sister-in-law, and daughter have all been raving about.
Jeremy Wilson's Journal 11/26/21
Well, I finally found out what my secret surprise was all about and let me tell you, it certainly lived up to its billing. First let's go through with what happened that day.
I got up at 8am to what any man would love to, I turned around to find my wife and sister-in-law making out hotly. I just laid there smiling as Shelly worked her way down Teri's body, starting at her tremendously thick, veiny neck, working her way down to the shoulders, each the size of an NBA basketball, then she started sniffing Teri's armpits, then started licking them, this surprised me, as I never thought either were into that kind of thing, but it sure the hell turned me on. I couldn't hold back much longer, so I cleared my throat to announce that I was awake. Shelly stopped licking Teri and said, "Well, it looks like our birthday boy is awake, should I give him the treatment, dear sister?"
"No, I think I'll take care of that, Shell, after all, he's my husband, but you can continue on me, if you'd like." Shelly got off of Teri, who straddled my body and started kissing my face, my neck, down to my pecs, then did the same thing that Shelly did before, she started licking my armpits, her hand was jerking me off, then stopping when I sensed I was getting too close. At the same time, Shelly started rubbing Teri's pecs and abs from behind, going lower and lower until finally she had 3 fingers in Teri's cooch. This only managed to get Teri more excited and she started licking and sucking me with even more reckless abandon. I came twice before we decided to take a shower and get ready for the day.
We went our separate ways until it was time for my party, I walked over to my parent's house because it was only 10 blocks away and I needed to do some cardio today. I got there a little bit later than 4pm, basically the whole family was there, my sister (who's 47 and has 3 kids, a girl 11 and 2 boys 7 and 9), my dad (who's 74 and 12 years retired, he works on fixing up guitars he finds at second hand shops.) Teri's family was there as well, all looking robustly healthy. My mom, who is 68 and retired for 2 years was wearing a sweatsuit but she somehow looked different from the last time I saw her. Her shoulders looked much wider than I remember them, and she had filled out in the stomach, thighs, and neck. She saw me and hugged me to her, with much more force than I ever remember her hugging me with. I could have sworn my feet were lifted off the floor for a second there.
"Hey mom, so I hear you have a big surprise for me, I can't wait to see what it is."
"Oh no, not until after the kids go to bed, its not appropriate for their age."
Hmmm, I wondered, what could be so bad that my nieces and nephews couldn't see?
So we sat down for a nice supper, grilled chicken, rice, and roasted carrots, a marble cake with white frosting and a little plastic barbell on it. I wished that I could get my surprise as soon as possible, and blew out the candles. We ate up the cake without much pretense, then we removed to the living room to open my presents. I got some nice stuff, a couple DVDs I wanted, a nice dress shirt (4xl), and some gym pants. It was about 7:30 that mom and Teri told the kids to go to bed, they protested of course, but eventually went upstairs to the guest room.
I rubbed my hands together and said, "Oh boy, time for my surprise, where is it?"
My mom said with her back to me, her hands on the bottom of her sweat shirt, "It's right here, dear." With that she took off her sweatshirt to reveal an astoundingly muscular back for someone who is 68 years old, hell for anybody period! "You see dear, I know from talking with your wife, with Shelly and Serena that you love muscle on a female body, even if those muscles belong to a close relative. I also know from Teri that you enjoy reading stories and looking at pictures of extremely muscular mature women. Well, a little over 2 years ago, when I heard all this, I made it my mission to become the woman of your dreams. So I started going down to Milwaukee to train hard and heavy with Shelly, and I converted our basement to a weight room, and Teri came over here to help train me up here, what you see before you is the results."
She turned around and presented an incredibly cut torso, she had a bikini on that did nothing to hide a couple of incredible pecs that would put Collette Guimond to shame. She bounced them to my approval, then did a double biceps pose that amazed me with their size, but also the fact that she had a split in her bicep, there's very few people that can genetically achieve that, I would have never guessed my mom was one of those people.
"How, how big are you? I mean can we measure you?"
"Of course dear, it's your birthday, you should get first crack at these muscles. Sorry, but your father has lost interest in me, that's another reason I wanted to do it, to try and regain some of his interest, unfortunately I think he's far too old now, but you're just the right age for this body."
"Let's see how tall you are and how much you weigh first, that's always been one of my favorite things to do with Teri and Shelly, before, well, you know."
"Yes, you know, 10 years ago, I used to dread getting on the scale, I was worried that I weighed too much, but now, I love to see week in and week out how big I'm getting, and will continue to get, would you believe that me, at 68 years old, is one of the most muscular women in the World!"
"No, I can't, I mean you don't even share any genetics with Teri and Shelly, but your body is incredible, you put any women other than them to shame. Back when I was fantasizing about older FBB, before I met Teri, way before I met Shelly, there was one female bodybuilder in her 60's that appealed to me, her name was Dee Lazard, but you blow her away, size, definition, just everything about you is bigger and better."
"Well, thank you dear, I did it all for you, I'm glad you like it."
"Like it!?! I love it! I was always wondering what it would be like to see an actual elderly amazon standing right across from me, her salt and pepper hair framing a beautiful face, her traps rising up close to her ears, her shoulders wider than a door frame, her pecs deep with striations and veins, you're everything I have dreamed about and more."
"Well, how would you like to measure me now, then after, we can really get down to the fun stuff."
"You got it mom!"
I wonder what she meant by the fun stuff, could it be she's as strong as she looks, or even stronger and she wanted to show off her strength, or did she have other plans. Anyway, first I measured her height, she was 5'1, her weight was 205 pounds. Her calves were 20", her thighs 32, her waist 28, her chest was 58 inches around, and finally, her incredible biceps were 21"! Now, that probably doesn't sound to impressive compared to what I have seen out of Teri and Shelly, but I was amazed because these numbers were coming from my own mother, who as long as I had known her was a little bit pudgy, to tell you the truth. She wasn't a fitness fanatic by any means, I had no inkling that she wanted to lift weights, but 2 years of hard and heavy lifting brought about this wondrous physique in front of me.
"I gotta ask, how strong is that body of yours, mom?"
"Ah, yes, well from what Shelly and Teri's been telling me, you like your women not only hugely muscular, but very, very strong as well. Suffice to say, I'm not as strong as Shelly, but I've gotten quite strong over the last two years, strong enough to do this."
With that she came over to me, put one hand on my butt and levered my 320 pounds off the floor. She held me palm out, my 320 pounds just resting there on the end of her arm, like she was holding no more than a pillow. Then she brings me in close, tells me to wrap my legs around her waist. I look down at her eyes and there's no doubt there that she wants to take this relationship further, the desire I see in those hazel eyes is not what you usually would see when a mother considers her son.
"Mom, are you sure about this, I mean, what about Dad, he's right over there?"
"Jeremy, dear, he's completely okay with it, he knows that I have sexual needs that he can't possibly satisfy anymore, he gave me his complete okay to go out and find someone to meet those needs. I asked him if it was okay if you were the one who met those needs, and he said "Only if Jeremy agrees, don't go raping your only boy. So, is it okay with you, do you want your mommy, with her male bodybuilder shaming, super strong body?"
"Mom, yes, absolutely, I mean, your body is awesome, and to tell you the truth, I've always had a bit of an Oedipus Complex, I've always thought you were very pretty, but now, you're the perfect woman for me, other than Teri and Shelly, of course. So, ummm, how do you want to do this?"
"Let's go downstairs, that way I can show you a bit more of my power and we won't wake the kids up."
So Mom carried me down to the basement, we were kissing passionately on the way, her perching me on one hip like a kid, although she hadn't been able to carry me that way for 35 years, now it seemed as easy to her as carrying a light bag of groceries. What I saw down there surprised me, I never knew our basement was this big, I mean there was room for weight machines, mats, a stationary bike, a stair stepper, and a treadmill. It seemed as though the ceiling was higher than I remember it with a chin-up bar in the middle of where there used to be a punching bag set up.
"I see you're surprised, yes, Teri, Shelly and me transformed this place into a personal gym a little under 2 years ago, it kept evolving until it became what you see before you. Shelly gave me some of the old weights from her gym, because they got too light for her, its too bad that they're too light for me now too."
She pointed to the bench press, which had an enormous amount of weigh on there, I counted 7 45 pound plates on each side, so she was already benching 585 pounds, or so I thought. She stepped up behind the bar and took it in an under hand grip. I fell back against as I watched my 68 year old mother start to curl the 585 pounds like it was nothing to her. I knew she was strong, she picked me up with one hand earlier, but seeing her huge muscles work in front of me was just incredible, it made me light-headed, because most of the blood in my body was going below my waist.
"I see you like, but really, this weight isn't even making me try anymore, its nothing more than a warm-up for me now. I bet you'd like to see how strong I really am, huh? Before you blow your top?"
She set down the weight in the rests and put 2 more 45 pound plates on each side of the bar, the weight was now an incredible 765 pounds, a weight that very, very few men in the World have even benched. This is probably 3 times the weight of what a normal man can lift off the ground, but I could tell this isn't what she had in mind to do. She took the weights off the stands and again started curling, she was using much more strength than the previous time, but the weights were moving steadily and easily. When she completed 30 reps, she set the bar down and did an awe inspiring double biceps pose, which because of her excersion, were incredibly huge and ripped to shreds. The peak on her right arm looked as if it was a relief model of Mount Everest.
I couldn't stand it any more, without a second's hesitation I drew myself to her and started licking and kissing her flexed guns, so hard, so strong. I was close to cumming in my pants, but I didn't want to until she gave me permission to.
Mom saw the need in my eyes and said, "Cum for me, Jeremy, cum for your mother."
I didn't need to be asked twice, I came with such intensity that if it wasn't for my mother holding on to me, I would have slumped to the floor. I nearly passed out from lack of blood and oxygen to my brain, I'm only writing this now after recovering from my last sexual experience with her, Teri and Shelly all at once, a four way of monumental proportions. But that's another story....
To be continued....
By Jeremy Wilson, shaneomacfan3@yahoo.com
To my surprise, my mother gets in on the muscle (and sex) act
*Author's note: As those of you who have read this story series know that I have very few boundaries when it comes to content, this is another story that deals heavily in the taboo, incest, a son lusting after his mother, a mother lusting after her son and daughter-in-law, and the lengths they are willing to go to in these affairs. Please note that I am not in favor of incest in real life, this is a fantasy story that no one should take seriously or personally. If you do not enjoy incest stories, extreme muscle stories, or just don't like my writing in particular, then just don't read, its that simple. But for those of you inclined, I hope you enjoy this story. By the way, if you would like to have a story commission to be written by me, all you have to do is email me at the email listed above, I'm sure we can negotiate a reasonable fee.*
Jeremy Wilson's Diary 11/24/2021
Hello Diary, today my wife informed me of my mother's plans of surprising me during my birthday party, she said that my mom, Michelle had been planning something over the last year that she wanted to spring on me, she didn't say what it was exactly, but it had me intrigued none the less, I'm going to be 44 years old, my mother's going to be 68 next year, it couldn't possibly be what I'm thinking, but whatever it is, a man turns 44 only once, he should get something special, don't you think.
Teri isn't saying what it is, but when she has been talking about the surprise, she said I'm going to love it, and giving me that sly sexy look that always leads to some hardcore sex that has to be seen to be believed, the woman is an animal in the sack, luckily she got me in shape enough to barely keep up with her, but I swear she has a sex drive that makes most female porn stars pale in comparison. Our 18 year old Daughter, Serena has gotten more into the act, when I get too worn out, she has no problems stepping in, licking, fisting, and sucking her mother off to multiple orgasms, while I just sit back and watch with pleasure.
As far as muscles go, Serena has gotten so much bigger in the past year that I can hardly believe it, she has stayed the same height, 4'10, but now weighs in at 245 pounds, which is certainly unbelievable to think about in and of itself, had her mother not also gained a couple pounds of muscle herself, now weighing in at 350 pounds at a height of 5'1. Me, I weigh 315 pounds of muscle at 5'10, which would put me on stage at most bodybuilding contests 10 years ago, but now, I'm constantly being outshone by my wife, whose arms are 41 inches around now, and now my daughter, whose arms stretch the tape to 27 inches around. Mine are only 25 inches around, so not only is Serena bigger proportionally, she's just straight bigger.
Teri's sister, Shelly, has been around occasionally, but much less than she has been visiting in the past. I asked Teri why that was, but she hasn't really given me a straight answer, just saying that she's been busy, working with a new client in her personal training business who needs her attention most of the time. But when she does come around she looks bigger every time. I can't believe how much muscle that little dynamo can pack on her 4'9 body. 405 pounds! That's the last time she was weighed, 2 months ago, who knows how much muscle weight she's gained since then? Boy I can't tell you how erotic it is when I see her put on a 6XL shirt that fit really loosely on me, almost like a tent on my frame, it stretches over her muscles and is nearly skin tight! You can see every bulge, every vein, every striation, it's nearly transparent. Then she gets to flexing and the shirt lasts barely a second before it's torn from her body like a rubber band! I think that she has probably gotten bigger, as she has shown the ability to do each time she has gone away for a while and come back. I can't wait to see for myself how big she has gotten this time. I'll be back tomorrow night, man, can't wait to see what Mom's big surprise is!
Jeremy Wilson's Journal 11/25/21
So, Shelly came up today, she wore a sweater, which did nothing to conceal her incredible body, but I guess she decided to be modest, based on how the neighbors always gawk at her impossible physique every time she comes to the house. Of course she doesn't need to wear anything, even in the colds of winter in Wisconsin, her body heat is so constantly warm that its like warmth radiates off of her, I believe if she stood on the continent of Antarctica with nothing on and she would still not be shivering, in fact, I think she could melt the polar ice caps, if she decided to go there after a highly intense workout. When she came in the house, of course, she pulled her sweater off in a flourish and pulled me down to her in a kiss. Not a sister-in-law kiss, by any means, she separated my lips with her muscular, strong tongue and we started making out like two high school lovebirds.
Of course, this isn't anything new, my wife is completely okay with the whole situation, because she lusts after her sister's body just as much as I do. First time I saw them kiss was one of the most fantastic experiences of my life, I mean a short, but hugely muscled woman passionately tongue kissing an even shorter, and amazingly bigger muscled woman, both of whom were beautiful facially and encompassed my complete fantasies in women, well, what could be more beautiful than that! Then both of them decided that they would like to make a muscle sex sandwich with me, well, what could I do but say yes? I mean lets see, both are more muscular than me, both are stronger than me, and both happen to be the most perfect women in the World.
Then, about 18 years later, when Teri and my daughter Serena turned 17 years old, she grew some very nice muscles, and turned out to be just about as strong as I am, if not stronger, one day I couldn't believe it when she actually made a pass at her old man. While I guess I considered myself handsome and manly, I never thought I would get my own daughter hot for me, I guess though, she saw not only the muscle, but how I treat her mother, and she knew no boy her age could come close to the package that I presented. So with the okay of my wife, and with her assistance, we had an incestual three way that nearly shook the house off its foundations. It was so sweet, and was made even better when Shelly showed up, its like she had some kind of psychic vision and knew she had to come up and join us. Well, we found out that Shelly was even stronger than she looked, even her vagina proved to be much stronger than most men's entire bodies.
So, of course, as she turned out to be becoming bigger and stronger, I was more and more attracted to her. I took some time to look over her body as she stood there at arms length. She was wearing nothing more than a tank top, which was stretched to the maximum by her humungous muscles in her pecs and abs. Her pecs stood out at least a foot, if not more, while the cotton of the peach shirt did nothing to hide her 12 pack abs, which were each at least 2 and a half inches deep. To be honest, she looked bigger than she ever has, her shoulders 4 feet across, her back to front 3 and a half feet thick, her arms looked bigger, more vascular, and more striated than ever. Even her neck looked bigger, her traps looked to be towering to the middle of her ears, she was like a FemXman drawing brought to life! I put my hands on them and while my hands are very big, they did nothing to cover the huge traps that she had, I tried squeezing them, but they, like the rest of her body, were titanium hard.
She asked, "Where's Teri, today? I thought I would catch up with her for a little while." I laughed and said, "Well, she said she had a couple of things to work out with my mother, so she's over there, she actually told me I couldn't come over, or I'd ruin the surprise, but she said that if you came up that you could go over there. Does that mean you're in on the surprise, then?"
She giggled, "Well, I can say that I know what it is about, and I did have a little bit in the planning, but it's mostly your mother and Teri's doing. And don't think that I'm going to tell you, it's all up to your mother and Teri tomorrow night, so you're going to have to wait another 18 hours to see what your surprise is, but don't worry, knowing you, I'm sure you'll love it."
I nodded, "Well, how about since you and me are all alone, you give me a little bit of an early birthday present."
"Oh, I don't know, I suppose we can do a little something, but I want to go over to your mom's house and help her with your party after a while, so it'll have to be something quite short."
"It doesn't have to be anything sexual, Shelly, just show me an example of your strength, to tide me over until you get back."
"Sure thing, my dear brother-in-law."
She went up to the fireplace and grabbed one of the pokers, she twisted it into a knot, then kept pulling on it, the metal groaned and stretched like rubber before my eyes, then she sucked it into her mouth like a piece of over-cooked spaghetti. A couple of seconds later, she took it out of her mouth, there where two smaller knots in the poker on each end around the bigger knot. I almost melted as she gave it to me with a wink. The thing was hot to my grasp, she said bye and left, with me holding the former poker, which still felt like the tough steel it is, but my super sister-in-law treated it like licorice.
Hours later, Teri and Shelly came back to the house, both were laughing heartily, but when they saw me staring at them inquisitively, they both stopped and Teri said, "Its about your surprise, we were putting some last minute things up, we're going to your parents house at 2pm tomorrow to finish everything up, you can come over at 4pm, but now, that we're all together, you can have an early birthday present, Shelly, would you do the honors?"
Shelly smiled as I stared, transfixed at her, she started pumping her muscles up, first her arms, then her pecs. The 6-XL T-shirt she was wearing was straining to hold on, and finally gave up the ghost as it shredded around her collar, her sleeves, and her chest. Now she was topless, with only a pair of skimpy looking blue spandex shorts on, which themselves were not too far away from ripping right off her immense, fantastically developed thighs. I knew she knew what I was thinking, so she immediately tensed those thighs and the spandex shorts ripped so quickly that they were flung off her body and landed 5 feet away on the couch.
I heard someone clear their throat and I looked, it was Teri, who smiled as she flexed her biceps, which ripped through her 5x t-shirt sleeves, then her shoulders and lats did the same to the sides of her shirt. I smiled as I looked at the two immensely muscled women posing for my pleasure. Teri ripped her shorts off just like Shelly did, and there stood two incredibly muscled women that were bigger than any male bodybuilders could dream of being, naked in front of me, but what happened next blew my mind! They stalked towards each other, like two overly muscled panthers in heat, and started making out with each other, passionately going at it, like I wasn't even there. Well, that wasn't exactly true, as I saw that both of them looked over at me and winked suggestively, then continued with the display, taking it a step further by feeling over their muscles, tweaking each other's nipples, and licking each other's muscles. I looked on dumbfounded, I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, all I could do was stare. Well another part of me was moving of it's own accord, my dick was ripping out of my spandex shorts, harder than it's ever been. Judging by the stain on the shorts, I had already come at least once, if not twice, but my dick didn't seem to notice as it saluted my wife and sister-in-law's display.
"Wouldn't you rather join in, sweetie? I mean your presents totally unwrapped, don't you want to play with it?"
I don't know how I did it, but I put one foot in front of the other, and made my way over to the almost 800 pounds of writhing, pulsating muscle in front of me, I started feeling both of their bodies, and kissed my wife first, then Shelly, then alternating between them. Shelly smiled, then surprised us again with her power as she lifted both me and my wife, one in each hand, almost 700 pounds of massively muscular humanity in itself. She carried us back to our bedroom and set us down, none to gently on our reinforced bed, a bed that was built to withstand 1100 pounds of combined poundage, well, let's just say that when Shelly joined me and Teri's combined 665 pounds, the bed struggled to say the least, and after a couple minutes, it gave up altogether. Not that we cared, not in the least, we carried on for what seemed like forever, collapsing in ecstatic bliss with satisfied smiles on our faces. We fell asleep in each other's arms, before going to sleep Teri said, "If you thought that was great, wait until your surprise tomorrow!"
Oh man, I can't wait, tomorrow I finally get to see what my mother, wife, sister-in-law, and daughter have all been raving about.
Jeremy Wilson's Journal 11/26/21
Well, I finally found out what my secret surprise was all about and let me tell you, it certainly lived up to its billing. First let's go through with what happened that day.
I got up at 8am to what any man would love to, I turned around to find my wife and sister-in-law making out hotly. I just laid there smiling as Shelly worked her way down Teri's body, starting at her tremendously thick, veiny neck, working her way down to the shoulders, each the size of an NBA basketball, then she started sniffing Teri's armpits, then started licking them, this surprised me, as I never thought either were into that kind of thing, but it sure the hell turned me on. I couldn't hold back much longer, so I cleared my throat to announce that I was awake. Shelly stopped licking Teri and said, "Well, it looks like our birthday boy is awake, should I give him the treatment, dear sister?"
"No, I think I'll take care of that, Shell, after all, he's my husband, but you can continue on me, if you'd like." Shelly got off of Teri, who straddled my body and started kissing my face, my neck, down to my pecs, then did the same thing that Shelly did before, she started licking my armpits, her hand was jerking me off, then stopping when I sensed I was getting too close. At the same time, Shelly started rubbing Teri's pecs and abs from behind, going lower and lower until finally she had 3 fingers in Teri's cooch. This only managed to get Teri more excited and she started licking and sucking me with even more reckless abandon. I came twice before we decided to take a shower and get ready for the day.
We went our separate ways until it was time for my party, I walked over to my parent's house because it was only 10 blocks away and I needed to do some cardio today. I got there a little bit later than 4pm, basically the whole family was there, my sister (who's 47 and has 3 kids, a girl 11 and 2 boys 7 and 9), my dad (who's 74 and 12 years retired, he works on fixing up guitars he finds at second hand shops.) Teri's family was there as well, all looking robustly healthy. My mom, who is 68 and retired for 2 years was wearing a sweatsuit but she somehow looked different from the last time I saw her. Her shoulders looked much wider than I remember them, and she had filled out in the stomach, thighs, and neck. She saw me and hugged me to her, with much more force than I ever remember her hugging me with. I could have sworn my feet were lifted off the floor for a second there.
"Hey mom, so I hear you have a big surprise for me, I can't wait to see what it is."
"Oh no, not until after the kids go to bed, its not appropriate for their age."
Hmmm, I wondered, what could be so bad that my nieces and nephews couldn't see?
So we sat down for a nice supper, grilled chicken, rice, and roasted carrots, a marble cake with white frosting and a little plastic barbell on it. I wished that I could get my surprise as soon as possible, and blew out the candles. We ate up the cake without much pretense, then we removed to the living room to open my presents. I got some nice stuff, a couple DVDs I wanted, a nice dress shirt (4xl), and some gym pants. It was about 7:30 that mom and Teri told the kids to go to bed, they protested of course, but eventually went upstairs to the guest room.
I rubbed my hands together and said, "Oh boy, time for my surprise, where is it?"
My mom said with her back to me, her hands on the bottom of her sweat shirt, "It's right here, dear." With that she took off her sweatshirt to reveal an astoundingly muscular back for someone who is 68 years old, hell for anybody period! "You see dear, I know from talking with your wife, with Shelly and Serena that you love muscle on a female body, even if those muscles belong to a close relative. I also know from Teri that you enjoy reading stories and looking at pictures of extremely muscular mature women. Well, a little over 2 years ago, when I heard all this, I made it my mission to become the woman of your dreams. So I started going down to Milwaukee to train hard and heavy with Shelly, and I converted our basement to a weight room, and Teri came over here to help train me up here, what you see before you is the results."
She turned around and presented an incredibly cut torso, she had a bikini on that did nothing to hide a couple of incredible pecs that would put Collette Guimond to shame. She bounced them to my approval, then did a double biceps pose that amazed me with their size, but also the fact that she had a split in her bicep, there's very few people that can genetically achieve that, I would have never guessed my mom was one of those people.
"How, how big are you? I mean can we measure you?"
"Of course dear, it's your birthday, you should get first crack at these muscles. Sorry, but your father has lost interest in me, that's another reason I wanted to do it, to try and regain some of his interest, unfortunately I think he's far too old now, but you're just the right age for this body."
"Let's see how tall you are and how much you weigh first, that's always been one of my favorite things to do with Teri and Shelly, before, well, you know."
"Yes, you know, 10 years ago, I used to dread getting on the scale, I was worried that I weighed too much, but now, I love to see week in and week out how big I'm getting, and will continue to get, would you believe that me, at 68 years old, is one of the most muscular women in the World!"
"No, I can't, I mean you don't even share any genetics with Teri and Shelly, but your body is incredible, you put any women other than them to shame. Back when I was fantasizing about older FBB, before I met Teri, way before I met Shelly, there was one female bodybuilder in her 60's that appealed to me, her name was Dee Lazard, but you blow her away, size, definition, just everything about you is bigger and better."
"Well, thank you dear, I did it all for you, I'm glad you like it."
"Like it!?! I love it! I was always wondering what it would be like to see an actual elderly amazon standing right across from me, her salt and pepper hair framing a beautiful face, her traps rising up close to her ears, her shoulders wider than a door frame, her pecs deep with striations and veins, you're everything I have dreamed about and more."
"Well, how would you like to measure me now, then after, we can really get down to the fun stuff."
"You got it mom!"
I wonder what she meant by the fun stuff, could it be she's as strong as she looks, or even stronger and she wanted to show off her strength, or did she have other plans. Anyway, first I measured her height, she was 5'1, her weight was 205 pounds. Her calves were 20", her thighs 32, her waist 28, her chest was 58 inches around, and finally, her incredible biceps were 21"! Now, that probably doesn't sound to impressive compared to what I have seen out of Teri and Shelly, but I was amazed because these numbers were coming from my own mother, who as long as I had known her was a little bit pudgy, to tell you the truth. She wasn't a fitness fanatic by any means, I had no inkling that she wanted to lift weights, but 2 years of hard and heavy lifting brought about this wondrous physique in front of me.
"I gotta ask, how strong is that body of yours, mom?"
"Ah, yes, well from what Shelly and Teri's been telling me, you like your women not only hugely muscular, but very, very strong as well. Suffice to say, I'm not as strong as Shelly, but I've gotten quite strong over the last two years, strong enough to do this."
With that she came over to me, put one hand on my butt and levered my 320 pounds off the floor. She held me palm out, my 320 pounds just resting there on the end of her arm, like she was holding no more than a pillow. Then she brings me in close, tells me to wrap my legs around her waist. I look down at her eyes and there's no doubt there that she wants to take this relationship further, the desire I see in those hazel eyes is not what you usually would see when a mother considers her son.
"Mom, are you sure about this, I mean, what about Dad, he's right over there?"
"Jeremy, dear, he's completely okay with it, he knows that I have sexual needs that he can't possibly satisfy anymore, he gave me his complete okay to go out and find someone to meet those needs. I asked him if it was okay if you were the one who met those needs, and he said "Only if Jeremy agrees, don't go raping your only boy. So, is it okay with you, do you want your mommy, with her male bodybuilder shaming, super strong body?"
"Mom, yes, absolutely, I mean, your body is awesome, and to tell you the truth, I've always had a bit of an Oedipus Complex, I've always thought you were very pretty, but now, you're the perfect woman for me, other than Teri and Shelly, of course. So, ummm, how do you want to do this?"
"Let's go downstairs, that way I can show you a bit more of my power and we won't wake the kids up."
So Mom carried me down to the basement, we were kissing passionately on the way, her perching me on one hip like a kid, although she hadn't been able to carry me that way for 35 years, now it seemed as easy to her as carrying a light bag of groceries. What I saw down there surprised me, I never knew our basement was this big, I mean there was room for weight machines, mats, a stationary bike, a stair stepper, and a treadmill. It seemed as though the ceiling was higher than I remember it with a chin-up bar in the middle of where there used to be a punching bag set up.
"I see you're surprised, yes, Teri, Shelly and me transformed this place into a personal gym a little under 2 years ago, it kept evolving until it became what you see before you. Shelly gave me some of the old weights from her gym, because they got too light for her, its too bad that they're too light for me now too."
She pointed to the bench press, which had an enormous amount of weigh on there, I counted 7 45 pound plates on each side, so she was already benching 585 pounds, or so I thought. She stepped up behind the bar and took it in an under hand grip. I fell back against as I watched my 68 year old mother start to curl the 585 pounds like it was nothing to her. I knew she was strong, she picked me up with one hand earlier, but seeing her huge muscles work in front of me was just incredible, it made me light-headed, because most of the blood in my body was going below my waist.
"I see you like, but really, this weight isn't even making me try anymore, its nothing more than a warm-up for me now. I bet you'd like to see how strong I really am, huh? Before you blow your top?"
She set down the weight in the rests and put 2 more 45 pound plates on each side of the bar, the weight was now an incredible 765 pounds, a weight that very, very few men in the World have even benched. This is probably 3 times the weight of what a normal man can lift off the ground, but I could tell this isn't what she had in mind to do. She took the weights off the stands and again started curling, she was using much more strength than the previous time, but the weights were moving steadily and easily. When she completed 30 reps, she set the bar down and did an awe inspiring double biceps pose, which because of her excersion, were incredibly huge and ripped to shreds. The peak on her right arm looked as if it was a relief model of Mount Everest.
I couldn't stand it any more, without a second's hesitation I drew myself to her and started licking and kissing her flexed guns, so hard, so strong. I was close to cumming in my pants, but I didn't want to until she gave me permission to.
Mom saw the need in my eyes and said, "Cum for me, Jeremy, cum for your mother."
I didn't need to be asked twice, I came with such intensity that if it wasn't for my mother holding on to me, I would have slumped to the floor. I nearly passed out from lack of blood and oxygen to my brain, I'm only writing this now after recovering from my last sexual experience with her, Teri and Shelly all at once, a four way of monumental proportions. But that's another story....
To be continued....
Monday, October 12, 2009
A Complete Mismatch
A Complete Mismatch
By Jeremy Wilson shaneomacfan3@yahoo.com
A Terribly overmatched opponent but which one?
*This is a story about a professional wrestling match, for the purposes of this story, just imagine that pro wrestling isn’t choreographed, that the hits are completely real, and that wrestling is completely real. Of course, this is fantasy, so think whatever you like about wrestling in real life, in this fictional universe, wrestling is real. I hope you enjoy it, and don’t forget, I’m doing commissions, so if you have a fantasy that you would like to see done, just email me and we can work out a reasonable offer. The Big Show, Jerry the King Lawler, Michael Cole, Scott Armstrong, John Cena, Beth Phoenix and Justin Leonard are all members of the roster of the WWE, and Monday Night Raw is the property of the WWE.*
The announcers
"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome back to a special edition of Monday Night Raw, we have a special challenge match now, a mixed wrestling match between the largest athlete on the planet, the Big Show and a debuting Diva, who goes by the name of Dottie Keiaho, what do you know about Dottie, King, its your area?"
"Well, let me tell you something, Michael Cole, I don't know anything about Dottie, she has refused to be interviewed before this match, in fact, no one really knows what she looks like or anything about her, she's wanted to keep everything about her secret until she debuts. I'm guessing by her last name that she's Hawaiian, but that's all I can guess."
"Well its about time for her debut, let's go to our announcer, Justin Leonard."
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the largest athlete in the World, weighing in at 488 pounds, here is the Big Show!"
The Big Show makes his way down to the ring, looking smug, but at the same time enraged. He looks at the camera and growls, "This new girl is gonna get killed in the ring, I'm not showing her any mercy!"
"And his opponent..."
Justin goes to the time keeper, looking confused, he nods his head and goes back to announcing.
"She hails from Honolulu, Hawaii and weighs in at 105 pounds, making her WWE debut, Dottie Keiaho!"
Big Show's jaw drops open at the sound of his opponents weight, he weighs well over 4 and a half times her weight, who could this be that she could attempt to challenge him?
He is surprised to find a very short, demure looking woman coming out in a kimono type robe. She probably is 5 feet tall at the most, and the weight, perhaps 105 pounds was a bit generous, as she didn't seem to have any size to her body at all. She gets in the ring, and goes to the corner, she jumps up to the second rope with surprising agility and grace and blows kisses to the crowd, she does this to all 4 corners to smattered applause. The crowd was just as surprised as the rest of the people out there. It takes several seconds for Jerry "the King" Lawler and Michael Cole, the vaunted and nearly unshakable announcers of Monday Night Raw to regain their composure, especially when Dottie takes off her robe.
The Match
Dottie's body is a miracle of female perfection, she has a tight, muscular body, which she shows in a halter sports top and a pair of spandex shorts. She isn't anywhere near bodybuilder size, more like an Olympic gymnast, but her stomach clearly shows 8 separated bricks, her arms sinewy with a vein the size of a pencil running over the top. Her breasts probably filled a D cup to overflowing, thanks mostly to the fact that her pecs were so well developed and held her soft ball sized orbs up and perky. Her bubble butt was very visible in the tight shorts, and her thighs were quite big and ripped themselves. Her body showed promise, it showed power, but in no way did it show the kind of power that she would have needed to defeat someone that weighed 383 pounds more than her and was 2 feet taller than she was.
"Referee Scott Armstrong signals for the bell. This has got to be the biggest mismatch I have ever seen, and I've been involved in the WWE for nearly 15 years, King, what about you?"
"I don't know, I've been in this thing twice as long as you, and I've seen some big mismatches, but nothing quite like this. You could fit 4 of her into one of him!"
After the bell rang, it was obvious that two things were true, Dottie was much faster on her feet, and much more agile. She avoided the Big Show's huge punches, which could have taken most people's heads off. Second, it seems that Dottie's kicks actually hurt the Big Show's legs, as each time he missed with a punch, she moved in and kicked his thighs. After a while, his legs were black and blue and he hobbled around. Now it was Dottie's time to take control, she went to the ropes like a blur and came off hitting Big Show's leg just above the knee, this brought Big Show down to his hands and knees, Dottie then dropkicked Big Show in the head and covered him.
"1...2. Big Show threw Dottie off of him like she was a lawn dart, she went 4 feet in the air there, luckily she landed on her feet."
"Wow, I'm actually really surprised, it looks as though Dottie is an expert in karate or kickboxing, she looks faster than any wrestler I've ever seen. She seems to be full of surprises." Little did he know.
Dottie climbed quickly to the top rope, hoping to find Big Show still disorientated. But she was wrong as she flew off in a cross body block he caught her like she weighed little more than a pillow. He had the same confident smirk on his face as he did very early in the match. He slammed her down, but to his amazement, she sprung right back up, like the fall from 6 feet didn't affect her at all. She got up to stand face to chest with him and attempted to slam him.
The fans at ringside rang out in laughter, as did the King, Michael Cole, and most especially the Big Show at the sight of a little girl, only 100 pounds soak and wet trying to pick up a man who weighed nearly 500 pounds himself. That was, until Big Show's feet started rising from the ground. The sound of laughter was replaced with multiple sounds, mostly screaming, shouting, and cheering as this incredible little Amazon hoisted almost 5 times her weight on her shoulder and slammed him down on the mat.
"Oh my god, King! Did I just see what I thought I saw, that is without doubt, the biggest feat of strength I've ever seen in a wrestling ring, Dottie Keiaho just slammed the Big Show, and it almost looked easy for her!"
"Listen, I've seen John Cena lift Big Show up and give him the Attitude adjustment, but that pails in comparison, John Cena is a muscular, 250 pound man, Dottie Keiaho is obviously muscular and in shape, but the power it takes to do what she did is extraordinary, I don't mean to be derogatory here, but Dottie Keiaho must be freakishly strong!"
At this point, Dottie took some time out to flex for the crowd, and her muscles grew impressively, her double bicep pose brought the house down, showing peaks the size of tennis balls, with shoulders the size of casaba melons.
"Whoa, Beth Phoenix, eat your heart out!"
The next few minutes were as awkward to describe as they were to watch, anyone watching at home would remember it their whole lives. Little Dottie was having fun showing her power and muscles, which she did, first putting Big Show over her shoulder and doing a running powerslam that would have made Davey Boy Smith proud. Then overhead pressing Big Show's near 500 pounds, this took a real effort by Dottie as it showed greatly on her face, holding him up there for several seconds before dropping his body to the mat below. Finally, when Dottie grew tired of her dominance, she picked Big Show up in a suplex and jack-hammered him down to the mat with such force that the ring shook. She pinned him with one finger on his chest.
"1...2....3!!!"
"The winner of this match, Dottie Keiaho!"
The Interview
"We have got to get an interview with this new sensational Diva, Dottie Keiaho. Dottie can we have a word?"
"Of course, Michael, its very nice to meet you." Dottie says as she flashes an unbelievably bright white smile.
"Well, what we saw out here tonight was incredible could you tell me a little about your background, and exactly how you were able to do what you did to the Big Show tonight?"
"Absolutely, I'm 23 years old, I was born in Honolulu, and from the very start, my parents said I was always a busy body. Walking at 8 months, running at a year, and doing gymnastics at 2 years old. I've always been a fast gainer as far as strength goes, mummy couldn't believe it, the first time I got in a scrape with an older boy, he was 9 and I was 6, and I kicked his ass! I studied martial arts starting when I was 8 years old, and I achieved my first black belt when I was 15 years old. Between the gymnastics training and the tae kwon do, my body became very firm and strong, but I also joined a gym soon after my 18th birthday and began to gain an even greater degree of strength than even I thought possible."
"Obviously you showed that today, you did things to the Big Show that not even the huge Mark Henry could, you completely dominated him. I've never seen anything like that."
"Oh that? I was sort of taking it easy on him, I probably could have taken two of him at the same time, I didn't really even have to use my martial arts skills, just straight power."
"Well, those shows of power were incredible to witness, especially from someone your size, how strong are you, really?"
"To be honest, I would like to keep that as a secret, to me, power is only one way to defeat an opponent, I don't want to reveal all my secrets just yet and not everybody is going to be as weak as the Big Show."
"Weak?!?! The Big Show is perhaps the strongest man on the whole roster of the WWE, the feats of strength the man is capable of is incredible. But then again, seeing him thrown around by such a small woman pretty much throws the word incredible out the window."
"Well, he didn't seem very strong to me, of course I didn't really get to feel much of what he could do, like I said, you put two of him in the ring with me, I could probably do the same thing."
Just then the Big Show snuck up behind Dottie, he put his hand on her shoulder and spun her around, then gave her a big uppercut to the stomach. A crunch could be heard around the immediate area. But to everyone's amazement, Dottie was unhurt, she was even smiling, looking at Big Show's face as he cradled his enormous, catcher's mitt of a broken hand.
Big Show stammered, "What the hell are you?"
"I'm Dottie Keiaho, the Hawaiian Muscle Machine, and I plan on taking over the whole WWE. Let me show you how a punch is supposed to be thrown!"
With that, Dottie swung her tiny fist into Big Show's huge stomach, almost so fast for people to see. What happened was incredible, the impact caused Big Show's feet to leave the floor, he fell to his hands and knees and wretched all over the floor.
"Oh, sorry about that, I probably should have used less than 30% of my punching power, I guess I was a bit excited, being on the big stage. Well, that should show you I mean business."
"I don't think there's any doubt about that, but what are your immediate plans in the WWE?"
"Oh, I don't know, the tag team titles look pretty good, I don't even need a partner if they're as wimpy as the Big Slow over here. No one person can hope to compete against me, let them try."
A couple days after that, the chairman of the WWE, Vince McMahon put out a statement that said Dottie Keiaho would not be signed to a WWE contract, and that her appearance on WWE Monday Night Raw was a one time deal and she would not be invited back.
Aftermath
Dottie sat down at her breakfast table and sighed after reading Mr. McMahon's statement. "Oh well, there goes one dream, I wonder if I can get an NFL tryout?"
The End?
By Jeremy Wilson shaneomacfan3@yahoo.com
A Terribly overmatched opponent but which one?
*This is a story about a professional wrestling match, for the purposes of this story, just imagine that pro wrestling isn’t choreographed, that the hits are completely real, and that wrestling is completely real. Of course, this is fantasy, so think whatever you like about wrestling in real life, in this fictional universe, wrestling is real. I hope you enjoy it, and don’t forget, I’m doing commissions, so if you have a fantasy that you would like to see done, just email me and we can work out a reasonable offer. The Big Show, Jerry the King Lawler, Michael Cole, Scott Armstrong, John Cena, Beth Phoenix and Justin Leonard are all members of the roster of the WWE, and Monday Night Raw is the property of the WWE.*
The announcers
"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome back to a special edition of Monday Night Raw, we have a special challenge match now, a mixed wrestling match between the largest athlete on the planet, the Big Show and a debuting Diva, who goes by the name of Dottie Keiaho, what do you know about Dottie, King, its your area?"
"Well, let me tell you something, Michael Cole, I don't know anything about Dottie, she has refused to be interviewed before this match, in fact, no one really knows what she looks like or anything about her, she's wanted to keep everything about her secret until she debuts. I'm guessing by her last name that she's Hawaiian, but that's all I can guess."
"Well its about time for her debut, let's go to our announcer, Justin Leonard."
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the largest athlete in the World, weighing in at 488 pounds, here is the Big Show!"
The Big Show makes his way down to the ring, looking smug, but at the same time enraged. He looks at the camera and growls, "This new girl is gonna get killed in the ring, I'm not showing her any mercy!"
"And his opponent..."
Justin goes to the time keeper, looking confused, he nods his head and goes back to announcing.
"She hails from Honolulu, Hawaii and weighs in at 105 pounds, making her WWE debut, Dottie Keiaho!"
Big Show's jaw drops open at the sound of his opponents weight, he weighs well over 4 and a half times her weight, who could this be that she could attempt to challenge him?
He is surprised to find a very short, demure looking woman coming out in a kimono type robe. She probably is 5 feet tall at the most, and the weight, perhaps 105 pounds was a bit generous, as she didn't seem to have any size to her body at all. She gets in the ring, and goes to the corner, she jumps up to the second rope with surprising agility and grace and blows kisses to the crowd, she does this to all 4 corners to smattered applause. The crowd was just as surprised as the rest of the people out there. It takes several seconds for Jerry "the King" Lawler and Michael Cole, the vaunted and nearly unshakable announcers of Monday Night Raw to regain their composure, especially when Dottie takes off her robe.
The Match
Dottie's body is a miracle of female perfection, she has a tight, muscular body, which she shows in a halter sports top and a pair of spandex shorts. She isn't anywhere near bodybuilder size, more like an Olympic gymnast, but her stomach clearly shows 8 separated bricks, her arms sinewy with a vein the size of a pencil running over the top. Her breasts probably filled a D cup to overflowing, thanks mostly to the fact that her pecs were so well developed and held her soft ball sized orbs up and perky. Her bubble butt was very visible in the tight shorts, and her thighs were quite big and ripped themselves. Her body showed promise, it showed power, but in no way did it show the kind of power that she would have needed to defeat someone that weighed 383 pounds more than her and was 2 feet taller than she was.
"Referee Scott Armstrong signals for the bell. This has got to be the biggest mismatch I have ever seen, and I've been involved in the WWE for nearly 15 years, King, what about you?"
"I don't know, I've been in this thing twice as long as you, and I've seen some big mismatches, but nothing quite like this. You could fit 4 of her into one of him!"
After the bell rang, it was obvious that two things were true, Dottie was much faster on her feet, and much more agile. She avoided the Big Show's huge punches, which could have taken most people's heads off. Second, it seems that Dottie's kicks actually hurt the Big Show's legs, as each time he missed with a punch, she moved in and kicked his thighs. After a while, his legs were black and blue and he hobbled around. Now it was Dottie's time to take control, she went to the ropes like a blur and came off hitting Big Show's leg just above the knee, this brought Big Show down to his hands and knees, Dottie then dropkicked Big Show in the head and covered him.
"1...2. Big Show threw Dottie off of him like she was a lawn dart, she went 4 feet in the air there, luckily she landed on her feet."
"Wow, I'm actually really surprised, it looks as though Dottie is an expert in karate or kickboxing, she looks faster than any wrestler I've ever seen. She seems to be full of surprises." Little did he know.
Dottie climbed quickly to the top rope, hoping to find Big Show still disorientated. But she was wrong as she flew off in a cross body block he caught her like she weighed little more than a pillow. He had the same confident smirk on his face as he did very early in the match. He slammed her down, but to his amazement, she sprung right back up, like the fall from 6 feet didn't affect her at all. She got up to stand face to chest with him and attempted to slam him.
The fans at ringside rang out in laughter, as did the King, Michael Cole, and most especially the Big Show at the sight of a little girl, only 100 pounds soak and wet trying to pick up a man who weighed nearly 500 pounds himself. That was, until Big Show's feet started rising from the ground. The sound of laughter was replaced with multiple sounds, mostly screaming, shouting, and cheering as this incredible little Amazon hoisted almost 5 times her weight on her shoulder and slammed him down on the mat.
"Oh my god, King! Did I just see what I thought I saw, that is without doubt, the biggest feat of strength I've ever seen in a wrestling ring, Dottie Keiaho just slammed the Big Show, and it almost looked easy for her!"
"Listen, I've seen John Cena lift Big Show up and give him the Attitude adjustment, but that pails in comparison, John Cena is a muscular, 250 pound man, Dottie Keiaho is obviously muscular and in shape, but the power it takes to do what she did is extraordinary, I don't mean to be derogatory here, but Dottie Keiaho must be freakishly strong!"
At this point, Dottie took some time out to flex for the crowd, and her muscles grew impressively, her double bicep pose brought the house down, showing peaks the size of tennis balls, with shoulders the size of casaba melons.
"Whoa, Beth Phoenix, eat your heart out!"
The next few minutes were as awkward to describe as they were to watch, anyone watching at home would remember it their whole lives. Little Dottie was having fun showing her power and muscles, which she did, first putting Big Show over her shoulder and doing a running powerslam that would have made Davey Boy Smith proud. Then overhead pressing Big Show's near 500 pounds, this took a real effort by Dottie as it showed greatly on her face, holding him up there for several seconds before dropping his body to the mat below. Finally, when Dottie grew tired of her dominance, she picked Big Show up in a suplex and jack-hammered him down to the mat with such force that the ring shook. She pinned him with one finger on his chest.
"1...2....3!!!"
"The winner of this match, Dottie Keiaho!"
The Interview
"We have got to get an interview with this new sensational Diva, Dottie Keiaho. Dottie can we have a word?"
"Of course, Michael, its very nice to meet you." Dottie says as she flashes an unbelievably bright white smile.
"Well, what we saw out here tonight was incredible could you tell me a little about your background, and exactly how you were able to do what you did to the Big Show tonight?"
"Absolutely, I'm 23 years old, I was born in Honolulu, and from the very start, my parents said I was always a busy body. Walking at 8 months, running at a year, and doing gymnastics at 2 years old. I've always been a fast gainer as far as strength goes, mummy couldn't believe it, the first time I got in a scrape with an older boy, he was 9 and I was 6, and I kicked his ass! I studied martial arts starting when I was 8 years old, and I achieved my first black belt when I was 15 years old. Between the gymnastics training and the tae kwon do, my body became very firm and strong, but I also joined a gym soon after my 18th birthday and began to gain an even greater degree of strength than even I thought possible."
"Obviously you showed that today, you did things to the Big Show that not even the huge Mark Henry could, you completely dominated him. I've never seen anything like that."
"Oh that? I was sort of taking it easy on him, I probably could have taken two of him at the same time, I didn't really even have to use my martial arts skills, just straight power."
"Well, those shows of power were incredible to witness, especially from someone your size, how strong are you, really?"
"To be honest, I would like to keep that as a secret, to me, power is only one way to defeat an opponent, I don't want to reveal all my secrets just yet and not everybody is going to be as weak as the Big Show."
"Weak?!?! The Big Show is perhaps the strongest man on the whole roster of the WWE, the feats of strength the man is capable of is incredible. But then again, seeing him thrown around by such a small woman pretty much throws the word incredible out the window."
"Well, he didn't seem very strong to me, of course I didn't really get to feel much of what he could do, like I said, you put two of him in the ring with me, I could probably do the same thing."
Just then the Big Show snuck up behind Dottie, he put his hand on her shoulder and spun her around, then gave her a big uppercut to the stomach. A crunch could be heard around the immediate area. But to everyone's amazement, Dottie was unhurt, she was even smiling, looking at Big Show's face as he cradled his enormous, catcher's mitt of a broken hand.
Big Show stammered, "What the hell are you?"
"I'm Dottie Keiaho, the Hawaiian Muscle Machine, and I plan on taking over the whole WWE. Let me show you how a punch is supposed to be thrown!"
With that, Dottie swung her tiny fist into Big Show's huge stomach, almost so fast for people to see. What happened was incredible, the impact caused Big Show's feet to leave the floor, he fell to his hands and knees and wretched all over the floor.
"Oh, sorry about that, I probably should have used less than 30% of my punching power, I guess I was a bit excited, being on the big stage. Well, that should show you I mean business."
"I don't think there's any doubt about that, but what are your immediate plans in the WWE?"
"Oh, I don't know, the tag team titles look pretty good, I don't even need a partner if they're as wimpy as the Big Slow over here. No one person can hope to compete against me, let them try."
A couple days after that, the chairman of the WWE, Vince McMahon put out a statement that said Dottie Keiaho would not be signed to a WWE contract, and that her appearance on WWE Monday Night Raw was a one time deal and she would not be invited back.
Aftermath
Dottie sat down at her breakfast table and sighed after reading Mr. McMahon's statement. "Oh well, there goes one dream, I wonder if I can get an NFL tryout?"
The End?
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
The Circus Strongman Encounter
*Author’s note: This is one of those stories that don’t exactly follow the usual line of my stories, but involves what I like to see to a great degree, great feats of strength, some lift and carry, lots of muscle description, so in a way it does, but the content is fairly different and new, I hope you enjoy it anyway.*
“Jeff, I’ve got a message for you, some crazy chick was back here asking to talk to you.”
“Oh yeah, what did she have to say?”
“Well, she wanted to challenge you, she said she was the Strongest Human Being in Existence, that you were using false advertising, and your poster has been spread around where her circus has been and it has turned people off from seeing her. She said being known as the World’s Strongest Woman isn’t quite the attention getter that your catch phrase is. I told her that if she wants to prove it, come to your performance tonight, and we’ll hash things out then, just so you know, she’s real small, she’s only 5’1 and probably not more than 150 pounds, if that, so I don’t think you’ll have to worry about anything.”
“Did she seem crazy, like all crazy hair and eyes and stuff?”
“No, she actually seemed quite calm and normal, maybe a little fat, but her hair was long, blond, and straight, her eyes were beautifully blue, I almost caught myself staring in them for longer than normal. She was very cute, too, almost like she was a high school cheerleader type, perky and confident, great smile, too. She was definitely not the type that you would see doing strength feats. But just expect to see her later tonight, she looked completely ready to demonstrate her strength right there and then.”
“Well, did she leave a name?”
“She said her name was Tiffany Powers, that mean anything to you?”
He thought about that for a while. “Tiffany Powers, huh? No, can’t say I’ve ever heard of her, that circus that she’s a part of must be so small and rinky dink, usually a strength artist like myself would hear about competitors to their crown, you see? But no, I‘ve never heard of her.”
“Okay, well, get yourself ready for tonight, it could be a disaster if this Powers woman actually is coming and disrupting your performance. Then again, if she’s as strong as she says, could turn out to be quite a show.”
“Yeah, thanks, see you later Kevin.”
***
Jeff Williams, known professionally as Samson the Strongman was always very strong, even growing, as young as 6 years old he could wrestle his 14 year old brother to the ground and pin him, he could beat his dad arm wrestling by the time he turned 8, he also grew up in height through his puberty years, going from 5 feet tall at 11 to 6 feet tall at twelve, finally topping out at 6’8 when he turned 15. If that had been all, he could have had a very nice career as a basketball star, but his strength and muscles grew as explosively as his height had, and he knew there were very few courses that he could pursue. He tried football, but the coach couldn’t accept him on the team, not after he had knocked out two of his best players at once with a tackle, he was just too strong.
He kept to himself, mostly, his strength had made him an outcast, he couldn’t play sports, he couldn’t do music, he was an island unto himself. That is until he discovered the World’s Strongest Man competition, it was there where he knew he could use his strength to its utmost degree and not have to worry about controlling it, at least for the most part. Unfortunately for him, that too became a disaster. When he went to qualifying at Seattle, Washington, he learned that he was just too strong, even for this competition, he overpowered and out-muscled these huge men to such a degree he made them look like children. He broke every record on every event, and not by a small margin, the other competitors actually cried to see their strength dwarfed to such a high degree.
When they saw how strong he was, they knew that they couldn’t put him on TV, he was just so strong that the fans wouldn’t believe they were watching nothing more than a science fiction show. The promoters decided to give him 50,000 dollars to keep his mouth shut and they destroyed the tapes. They wanted to make sure his power was hidden. They suggested he go into being a circus strongman, where that kind of thing, the kind of strength feats he was capable of, would be right at home. He applied at the nearest circus he could find, which was a very small, rundown outfit not far from where he lived, he was not impressed by the strongman that they had, only lifting 1000 pounds above his head, only doing a tug of war against 3 people from the audience, what was that? He could have done a hell of a lot more, he could have easily lifted a ton above his head, he could have held a tug of war against 7 people and still win.
He shook his head as he walked away from the Strongman, this wasn't exciting, there weren't very many people in the stands for it, if he were to do this, he would have to do such awesome, unreal feats of strength, that people would come from all over the World to watch him perform. He approached the ringmaster after the show, applying for the job. When the ringmaster said they already had a strongman, Jeff said, "Yeah, and he sucks, he doesn't bring people in at all, he's weak, he can't even do more than 1500 pounds, I'm at least twice as strong as him, and I'd do the job for less, at first. I'm sure with the number of people we'd be getting when I am established as the strongest man in the World, people will be coming to this Circus in droves. You'll have me to thank and I'll ask for more money, if none of that happens in 6 months, you can fire me."
The Ringmaster said, "Okay, fine, but first we have to see if you're strong as you say you are, let's meet Hercules, you two can test your strength against his, you win the competition, and you win the job."
Jeff nodded and followed the Ringmaster, who told him to call him Kevin. They approached Hercules, whose real name was Tom Severs, and the difference in height and weight became apparent, Jeff was 6'8 and 500 pounds of muscle, Tom was 6'3 and 320 pounds, his muscle was smaller, but no less ripped.
"Tom, this is Jeff Williams, he is going to apply for the Strongman position, I told him if he was able to beat you in 3 strength competitions, he would have the job, you up for that?"
"Sure, no problem Kevin, I'll take this youngster on, and if you win, you deserve the strongman position, no one's ever been able to overpower me for the last 15 years, good luck."
"Thanks, you too, bro."
Well, as you can probably expect, Jeff won each of the contests with ease, the first was an armwrestling match, Jeff let Tom start out and use all the power he could to move his arm, but Tom couldn't, Jeff told Tom to use both arms, Tom did and he only budged Jeff's arm a centimeter before Jeff put a stop to it and slammed him down to the table.
The second contest was a dead lift, Tom was famous for having a 2000 pound deadlift that stood on the record books as the heaviest deadlift ever. He put weights on the bar until it added to 1500 pounds. This competition was for reps, not overall weight. Tom went first and did 48 reps, Jeff smirked as he stepped up to the bar and cranked out reps as easily as possible, he stopped at 50, but then switched his hands on the bar and proceeded to lift it clear over his head, 3/4 of a ton was being overhead pressed by a barely 19 year old kid.
Tom was humbled, he had never met anyone even approaching the power that he himself possessed, but this kid appeared to be at least twice as strong as him, maybe many times more so. He gave up before the third contest would even begin, he figured it would be as futile as the first two matches turned out to be. Who could even match up?
Needless to say, Jeff got the job and he's been billing himself as the World's Strongest Human Being since then, this has lasted about 10 years.
***
"Ladies and Gentlemen now it is time for our strongman show, please welcome the Strongest Human Being on the planet, Samson!"
A voice came out of the audience.
"Aheh-hem, I told you not to call yourself that anymore, not unless you want to prove it to me."
Kevin the ringmaster approached this woman and said, "I'm sorry ma'am but the audience participation part doesn't come until a little bit later, could you keep yourself down until then?"
"Alright, but just you wait, you lying bastards will be exposed, I swear it."
Kevin did his normal routine, although he did keep a very close eye on the blond figure in the audience, the one with the beautiful face, striking deep blue eyes, full sensuous lips, wider than normal shoulders, very perky, very large breasts. She was a stunner to be sure, there is no way that she's as strong as she says, he thought to himself. The audience was clapping throughout and cheered the loudest after his finale, where he won a tug of war against a huge African elephant.
"Now is the time where a member of our audience comes out and tries to match strength with our strong man, as we all know we already have one very eager young lady who would like to match her strength, could you come forward please, Ms. Tiffany Powers."
Tiffany strode out into the middle of the ring, to the general murmurs of the crowd, they were astounded to see a woman so small, a foot and a half shorter than Samson, stand face to chest with him with absolutely no fear or apprehension at all.
"There will be three tests of strength, the standard arm wrestling contest, the weightlifting contest, and the tug of war. Not against each other, but against a max number of people whoever has more people on the end of the rope after 5 minutes of pulling, wins. Its that easy. If Ms. Powers does indeed win this contest, then she will be known as the strongest human being on planet Earth. Do you accept these terms?"
"Yes." Samson says, with a slight hint of hesitation.
"Yes, get ready to be beaten by the real strongest person." Tiffany says with the utmost of confidence.
Four men bring out a table, it was about 4 feet by 4 feet, looked to be made of a thick, strong, tough steel-like material.
"Okay, do you need any kind of thing to even up the arms, Ms. Powers?"
"No, I don't need anything, I don't want to give myself any advantages against Samson, I want to prove, even with his advantages in height, weight, and leverage, it won't be enough because I have a definite advantage in power."
"On three, then. Ready, 1...2...3 Go!"
It was quite apparent that Samson had started, his face was grimacing, his arm was tense, yet there was no movement. Tiffany was blowing on the fingers of her other hand, looking as though she was getting a pedicure. She looked around, first to Samson, then to the ring master.
"I'm sorry, you said go, I wasn't paying attention. Sweetie, are you really trying with all your might against little old me? Why don't you use both hands, maybe you'll have a fair shot then, hmmm?"
Samson couldn't believe his ears, or his eyes, this woman was a foot and a half shorter, weighed probably 250 pounds less than he did, but she didn't even feel his huge, powerful arm pushing against her tiny right hand. He put his left hand against the joined hands and started pulling with all the power he possessed in his huge body, he jerked this way and that, trying to get her hand to move even a little.
"Pathetic, you call yourself a strong man, my own little brother could put up more of a fight."
Tiffany took all of the finger out of the tight grip that Samson had on her fingers except her itty bitty, little pinky. She smiled brightly up at him and pushed his hands down to the table, using just her little finger against both his hands, basically the power of his whole body was put up against the power of her pinky, and was losing.
"How? How is this possible? You're so small, but you're at least 20 times stronger than I am."
"Do you want to continue with our little contest, or do you want to concede right now and name me the strongest human being on Earth?"
"I think there's no contest, you are without doubt the strongest person that has ever existed on Earth, the only reason I would continue is to see how many people you could take on in a tug of war. I just want to know exactly how you got so strong, and how strong you really are?"
Tiffany looked around at the crowd.
"How many people do you think there are in the crowd, tonight, Samson? Or should I say Jeff?"
"How do you know my name? Do I know you?"
"Oh, you probably know my father, but I asked you a question, how many people would you say is in the crowd?"
"I don't know, I'm not good with numbers, I would say 1000 to 1500 people, why?"
"If I put all these people in this crowd on a long rope, and I was on the other end of it, I'd win."
"No! That would be impossible, that would be along the lines of a comic book superhero, not a normal human being! How?"
"Okay, I'll tell you. My father was once a Circus strong man, I was brought up to be strong, my mother was a trapeze artist, and despite looking very normal, she was quite strong herself. Well, those genes were magnified in me, a hundred fold! When I was born, I already had 10 times the strength of a normal man, and no bodyfat. When I was 4 years old, my dad was fired from his job at the Circus. He said there was someone whose strength just blew his away and the Ring Master just signed him up. He didn't know about my advanced strength until one day when I was 6 years old, and I pressed the back end of the family car over my head. He put me on a strict workout regimen. He made me lift weights. He swore that if he couldn't get revenge on the person who got him fired, that I could. I spent the last 13 years working out, getting stronger, and trying to find out who that person was. I finally found him."
"So you?"
"Yes, I'm the daughter of the strongman you defeated 15 years ago to get this job, I was meant to defeat you, to humiliate you. But I don't want to do that anymore."
"Why not?"
"Because, I'm my own woman, first of all, and second, because I could have beaten you when I was 10 years old. The moment is past, but I do have something that I want to do."
"What's that?"
"This."
She took his head in her hands and kissed him passionately on the lips.
"You're a very handsome man, Jeff, ever since I saw posters of you, I thought you were very desirable. Now that I can look at you up close, you're even more hot than I'd ever imagined. I want you. Do you want me?"
"Y-yes. You're absolutely beautiful, and your strength is such a turn on, I never thought I'd meet someone stronger than me, and it turns out to be such a gorgeous woman, your strength is awesome, but the fact that you look so womanly, and have that level of strength is even cooler."
"Do you think I'm muscular, Jeff?"
"Well, that would be awesome if you were, I can't really tell with the outfit you have. But even if you do have muscles, they can't compete with the size I have."
"Oh is that so? Why don't you take me back to your trailer, and we'll just see about that."
"Come on! Look at me, I'm 6'8 380 pounds of muscle, I got 28 inch arms, an 80 inch chest, there's no way you could possibly match up!"
"Just take me back to your trailer, and don't forget to have a tape measure handy."
So Jeff takes Tiffany back to his trailer, she asked if he had a robe and a place to change, he gave her the robe and she closed and locked the door, she said she had a surprise for him. She stepped out of the bathroom with a robe on. The robe, which was big, even for Jeff, looked much more filled out around Tiffany's body, despite the fact she was still the same height, only 5'1. She looked him in the eye and smirked as she dropped the robe.
Jeff's jaw dropped, Tiffany was wearing a tiny bikini that looked painted on. But it was the body she presented that blew Jeff's mind. Her legs were ripped to absolute shreds, and to call them tree trunks would have been an insult, unless they were Sequoia trees you're referring to. Her waist was wide, her stomach had an incredible 10 pack of muscle that was at least 1 inch deep between sections. Her chest had no breasts to speak of, but her pectoral muscles could have made most female strippers green with envy, they stood out at least 8 inches over her incredible abs. Her arms, currently unflexed rivaled his in size, and somehow her triceps looked at least 3 inches deep, and they were unflexed as well. Jeff wondered exactly how big they were flexed.
As if reading his mind, Tiffany smiled even wider as she did a double biceps flex that made Jeff's knees weak. They peaked up over her shoulders by a great deal, they were so peaked that she could touch the tip of her finger to the top of the bicep. The vascularity of this woman was also something incredible to contemplate. She had veins running all over her body, even up her neck, her shoulders, and down to her groin, which appeared to be quite large in it's own right.
"Well, are you just going to sit there, drooling, or you going to get that measuring tape over here and tell me how big I am, how much bigger I am than you."
"Yes, ma'am."
Tiffany giggled at this, it seems her subjugation of Jeff was complete, he was her doll both mentally and physically. He started at the calves.
"Calves, 29 inches around! Wow!"
"Thighs, 41 inches around! Holy Crap!"
"Waist, 31 inches around, your thighs are 10 inches bigger around than your waist, incredible!"
"Chest, 82 inches around, Jesus Christ, that's 2 inches bigger than I am, and you're 19 inches shorter than I am, that's impossible!"
"Biceps, 32 inches around, 1 inch bigger around than your own waist, that just isn't possible, by God, you're the most muscular human being on Earth!"
"Hahaha, not to mention the strongest, huh dear? What does it feel like to be in my presence, knowing that a girl so much smaller than you, is so much stronger than you, so much more muscular than you. That I can treat you like a cat treats a mouse?"
"It's incredible, it's like being in the presence of a God. I know you can do whatever you want to me, you're probably the strongest thing that the planet has ever seen, could you show me more of your power? Please?"
"Of course I will, Sweetie, anything in particular that you'd like to see?"
"Could you, possibly, lift this trailer up?"
"Easily, I was hoping you were going to go something harder and heavier, but if it pleases you, I will do this for you. But only if you do something for me?"
"Oh yeah, like what?"
"I'll tell you after, dear, now, let's see, how much do you think this thing weighs?"
"Oh, about 10 tons or so, why is that too much for you?"
"Hunny, please, only 10 tons? You must be joking."
"Then please, go ahead dear. Prove me wrong."
So Tiffany lead Jeff out of the trailer, and went under the trailer, in a few moments it starting rocking back and forth, left and right. Then, without even a grunt or a sign of effort on Tiffany's part, the 10 ton trailer started rising. It continued until Tiffany held it over her head, and by the look on her face, she wasn't even trying. She then took one hand away from it and signaled for Jeff to come over to her, easily holding 10 tons with one hand. Jeff took some moments to compose himself before he was able to move and talk.
"Well, I guess it was really easy for you, are there any limits to your strength?"
"If there are, I haven't found them, of course I haven't lifted anything really, really heavy. The biggest object I've lifted was a 40 ton crane, and now that would probably seem light. My power keeps growing, as are my muscles. Now, about that thing that I want you to do?"
"Yeah, what would you like?"
"Just kiss me, love me, worship me and my muscles for the rest of my life."
Jeff just about came in his pants as he heard the silky smooth voice that delivered this incredible ultimatum.
"Your wish is my command, my muscle mistress."
Jeff and Tiffany kissed in a passionate embrace as Tiffany still held the trailer overhead with one hand. The love they had for each other was stronger than their bodies combined, they lived massively muscled ever after.
The End
“Jeff, I’ve got a message for you, some crazy chick was back here asking to talk to you.”
“Oh yeah, what did she have to say?”
“Well, she wanted to challenge you, she said she was the Strongest Human Being in Existence, that you were using false advertising, and your poster has been spread around where her circus has been and it has turned people off from seeing her. She said being known as the World’s Strongest Woman isn’t quite the attention getter that your catch phrase is. I told her that if she wants to prove it, come to your performance tonight, and we’ll hash things out then, just so you know, she’s real small, she’s only 5’1 and probably not more than 150 pounds, if that, so I don’t think you’ll have to worry about anything.”
“Did she seem crazy, like all crazy hair and eyes and stuff?”
“No, she actually seemed quite calm and normal, maybe a little fat, but her hair was long, blond, and straight, her eyes were beautifully blue, I almost caught myself staring in them for longer than normal. She was very cute, too, almost like she was a high school cheerleader type, perky and confident, great smile, too. She was definitely not the type that you would see doing strength feats. But just expect to see her later tonight, she looked completely ready to demonstrate her strength right there and then.”
“Well, did she leave a name?”
“She said her name was Tiffany Powers, that mean anything to you?”
He thought about that for a while. “Tiffany Powers, huh? No, can’t say I’ve ever heard of her, that circus that she’s a part of must be so small and rinky dink, usually a strength artist like myself would hear about competitors to their crown, you see? But no, I‘ve never heard of her.”
“Okay, well, get yourself ready for tonight, it could be a disaster if this Powers woman actually is coming and disrupting your performance. Then again, if she’s as strong as she says, could turn out to be quite a show.”
“Yeah, thanks, see you later Kevin.”
***
Jeff Williams, known professionally as Samson the Strongman was always very strong, even growing, as young as 6 years old he could wrestle his 14 year old brother to the ground and pin him, he could beat his dad arm wrestling by the time he turned 8, he also grew up in height through his puberty years, going from 5 feet tall at 11 to 6 feet tall at twelve, finally topping out at 6’8 when he turned 15. If that had been all, he could have had a very nice career as a basketball star, but his strength and muscles grew as explosively as his height had, and he knew there were very few courses that he could pursue. He tried football, but the coach couldn’t accept him on the team, not after he had knocked out two of his best players at once with a tackle, he was just too strong.
He kept to himself, mostly, his strength had made him an outcast, he couldn’t play sports, he couldn’t do music, he was an island unto himself. That is until he discovered the World’s Strongest Man competition, it was there where he knew he could use his strength to its utmost degree and not have to worry about controlling it, at least for the most part. Unfortunately for him, that too became a disaster. When he went to qualifying at Seattle, Washington, he learned that he was just too strong, even for this competition, he overpowered and out-muscled these huge men to such a degree he made them look like children. He broke every record on every event, and not by a small margin, the other competitors actually cried to see their strength dwarfed to such a high degree.
When they saw how strong he was, they knew that they couldn’t put him on TV, he was just so strong that the fans wouldn’t believe they were watching nothing more than a science fiction show. The promoters decided to give him 50,000 dollars to keep his mouth shut and they destroyed the tapes. They wanted to make sure his power was hidden. They suggested he go into being a circus strongman, where that kind of thing, the kind of strength feats he was capable of, would be right at home. He applied at the nearest circus he could find, which was a very small, rundown outfit not far from where he lived, he was not impressed by the strongman that they had, only lifting 1000 pounds above his head, only doing a tug of war against 3 people from the audience, what was that? He could have done a hell of a lot more, he could have easily lifted a ton above his head, he could have held a tug of war against 7 people and still win.
He shook his head as he walked away from the Strongman, this wasn't exciting, there weren't very many people in the stands for it, if he were to do this, he would have to do such awesome, unreal feats of strength, that people would come from all over the World to watch him perform. He approached the ringmaster after the show, applying for the job. When the ringmaster said they already had a strongman, Jeff said, "Yeah, and he sucks, he doesn't bring people in at all, he's weak, he can't even do more than 1500 pounds, I'm at least twice as strong as him, and I'd do the job for less, at first. I'm sure with the number of people we'd be getting when I am established as the strongest man in the World, people will be coming to this Circus in droves. You'll have me to thank and I'll ask for more money, if none of that happens in 6 months, you can fire me."
The Ringmaster said, "Okay, fine, but first we have to see if you're strong as you say you are, let's meet Hercules, you two can test your strength against his, you win the competition, and you win the job."
Jeff nodded and followed the Ringmaster, who told him to call him Kevin. They approached Hercules, whose real name was Tom Severs, and the difference in height and weight became apparent, Jeff was 6'8 and 500 pounds of muscle, Tom was 6'3 and 320 pounds, his muscle was smaller, but no less ripped.
"Tom, this is Jeff Williams, he is going to apply for the Strongman position, I told him if he was able to beat you in 3 strength competitions, he would have the job, you up for that?"
"Sure, no problem Kevin, I'll take this youngster on, and if you win, you deserve the strongman position, no one's ever been able to overpower me for the last 15 years, good luck."
"Thanks, you too, bro."
Well, as you can probably expect, Jeff won each of the contests with ease, the first was an armwrestling match, Jeff let Tom start out and use all the power he could to move his arm, but Tom couldn't, Jeff told Tom to use both arms, Tom did and he only budged Jeff's arm a centimeter before Jeff put a stop to it and slammed him down to the table.
The second contest was a dead lift, Tom was famous for having a 2000 pound deadlift that stood on the record books as the heaviest deadlift ever. He put weights on the bar until it added to 1500 pounds. This competition was for reps, not overall weight. Tom went first and did 48 reps, Jeff smirked as he stepped up to the bar and cranked out reps as easily as possible, he stopped at 50, but then switched his hands on the bar and proceeded to lift it clear over his head, 3/4 of a ton was being overhead pressed by a barely 19 year old kid.
Tom was humbled, he had never met anyone even approaching the power that he himself possessed, but this kid appeared to be at least twice as strong as him, maybe many times more so. He gave up before the third contest would even begin, he figured it would be as futile as the first two matches turned out to be. Who could even match up?
Needless to say, Jeff got the job and he's been billing himself as the World's Strongest Human Being since then, this has lasted about 10 years.
***
"Ladies and Gentlemen now it is time for our strongman show, please welcome the Strongest Human Being on the planet, Samson!"
A voice came out of the audience.
"Aheh-hem, I told you not to call yourself that anymore, not unless you want to prove it to me."
Kevin the ringmaster approached this woman and said, "I'm sorry ma'am but the audience participation part doesn't come until a little bit later, could you keep yourself down until then?"
"Alright, but just you wait, you lying bastards will be exposed, I swear it."
Kevin did his normal routine, although he did keep a very close eye on the blond figure in the audience, the one with the beautiful face, striking deep blue eyes, full sensuous lips, wider than normal shoulders, very perky, very large breasts. She was a stunner to be sure, there is no way that she's as strong as she says, he thought to himself. The audience was clapping throughout and cheered the loudest after his finale, where he won a tug of war against a huge African elephant.
"Now is the time where a member of our audience comes out and tries to match strength with our strong man, as we all know we already have one very eager young lady who would like to match her strength, could you come forward please, Ms. Tiffany Powers."
Tiffany strode out into the middle of the ring, to the general murmurs of the crowd, they were astounded to see a woman so small, a foot and a half shorter than Samson, stand face to chest with him with absolutely no fear or apprehension at all.
"There will be three tests of strength, the standard arm wrestling contest, the weightlifting contest, and the tug of war. Not against each other, but against a max number of people whoever has more people on the end of the rope after 5 minutes of pulling, wins. Its that easy. If Ms. Powers does indeed win this contest, then she will be known as the strongest human being on planet Earth. Do you accept these terms?"
"Yes." Samson says, with a slight hint of hesitation.
"Yes, get ready to be beaten by the real strongest person." Tiffany says with the utmost of confidence.
Four men bring out a table, it was about 4 feet by 4 feet, looked to be made of a thick, strong, tough steel-like material.
"Okay, do you need any kind of thing to even up the arms, Ms. Powers?"
"No, I don't need anything, I don't want to give myself any advantages against Samson, I want to prove, even with his advantages in height, weight, and leverage, it won't be enough because I have a definite advantage in power."
"On three, then. Ready, 1...2...3 Go!"
It was quite apparent that Samson had started, his face was grimacing, his arm was tense, yet there was no movement. Tiffany was blowing on the fingers of her other hand, looking as though she was getting a pedicure. She looked around, first to Samson, then to the ring master.
"I'm sorry, you said go, I wasn't paying attention. Sweetie, are you really trying with all your might against little old me? Why don't you use both hands, maybe you'll have a fair shot then, hmmm?"
Samson couldn't believe his ears, or his eyes, this woman was a foot and a half shorter, weighed probably 250 pounds less than he did, but she didn't even feel his huge, powerful arm pushing against her tiny right hand. He put his left hand against the joined hands and started pulling with all the power he possessed in his huge body, he jerked this way and that, trying to get her hand to move even a little.
"Pathetic, you call yourself a strong man, my own little brother could put up more of a fight."
Tiffany took all of the finger out of the tight grip that Samson had on her fingers except her itty bitty, little pinky. She smiled brightly up at him and pushed his hands down to the table, using just her little finger against both his hands, basically the power of his whole body was put up against the power of her pinky, and was losing.
"How? How is this possible? You're so small, but you're at least 20 times stronger than I am."
"Do you want to continue with our little contest, or do you want to concede right now and name me the strongest human being on Earth?"
"I think there's no contest, you are without doubt the strongest person that has ever existed on Earth, the only reason I would continue is to see how many people you could take on in a tug of war. I just want to know exactly how you got so strong, and how strong you really are?"
Tiffany looked around at the crowd.
"How many people do you think there are in the crowd, tonight, Samson? Or should I say Jeff?"
"How do you know my name? Do I know you?"
"Oh, you probably know my father, but I asked you a question, how many people would you say is in the crowd?"
"I don't know, I'm not good with numbers, I would say 1000 to 1500 people, why?"
"If I put all these people in this crowd on a long rope, and I was on the other end of it, I'd win."
"No! That would be impossible, that would be along the lines of a comic book superhero, not a normal human being! How?"
"Okay, I'll tell you. My father was once a Circus strong man, I was brought up to be strong, my mother was a trapeze artist, and despite looking very normal, she was quite strong herself. Well, those genes were magnified in me, a hundred fold! When I was born, I already had 10 times the strength of a normal man, and no bodyfat. When I was 4 years old, my dad was fired from his job at the Circus. He said there was someone whose strength just blew his away and the Ring Master just signed him up. He didn't know about my advanced strength until one day when I was 6 years old, and I pressed the back end of the family car over my head. He put me on a strict workout regimen. He made me lift weights. He swore that if he couldn't get revenge on the person who got him fired, that I could. I spent the last 13 years working out, getting stronger, and trying to find out who that person was. I finally found him."
"So you?"
"Yes, I'm the daughter of the strongman you defeated 15 years ago to get this job, I was meant to defeat you, to humiliate you. But I don't want to do that anymore."
"Why not?"
"Because, I'm my own woman, first of all, and second, because I could have beaten you when I was 10 years old. The moment is past, but I do have something that I want to do."
"What's that?"
"This."
She took his head in her hands and kissed him passionately on the lips.
"You're a very handsome man, Jeff, ever since I saw posters of you, I thought you were very desirable. Now that I can look at you up close, you're even more hot than I'd ever imagined. I want you. Do you want me?"
"Y-yes. You're absolutely beautiful, and your strength is such a turn on, I never thought I'd meet someone stronger than me, and it turns out to be such a gorgeous woman, your strength is awesome, but the fact that you look so womanly, and have that level of strength is even cooler."
"Do you think I'm muscular, Jeff?"
"Well, that would be awesome if you were, I can't really tell with the outfit you have. But even if you do have muscles, they can't compete with the size I have."
"Oh is that so? Why don't you take me back to your trailer, and we'll just see about that."
"Come on! Look at me, I'm 6'8 380 pounds of muscle, I got 28 inch arms, an 80 inch chest, there's no way you could possibly match up!"
"Just take me back to your trailer, and don't forget to have a tape measure handy."
So Jeff takes Tiffany back to his trailer, she asked if he had a robe and a place to change, he gave her the robe and she closed and locked the door, she said she had a surprise for him. She stepped out of the bathroom with a robe on. The robe, which was big, even for Jeff, looked much more filled out around Tiffany's body, despite the fact she was still the same height, only 5'1. She looked him in the eye and smirked as she dropped the robe.
Jeff's jaw dropped, Tiffany was wearing a tiny bikini that looked painted on. But it was the body she presented that blew Jeff's mind. Her legs were ripped to absolute shreds, and to call them tree trunks would have been an insult, unless they were Sequoia trees you're referring to. Her waist was wide, her stomach had an incredible 10 pack of muscle that was at least 1 inch deep between sections. Her chest had no breasts to speak of, but her pectoral muscles could have made most female strippers green with envy, they stood out at least 8 inches over her incredible abs. Her arms, currently unflexed rivaled his in size, and somehow her triceps looked at least 3 inches deep, and they were unflexed as well. Jeff wondered exactly how big they were flexed.
As if reading his mind, Tiffany smiled even wider as she did a double biceps flex that made Jeff's knees weak. They peaked up over her shoulders by a great deal, they were so peaked that she could touch the tip of her finger to the top of the bicep. The vascularity of this woman was also something incredible to contemplate. She had veins running all over her body, even up her neck, her shoulders, and down to her groin, which appeared to be quite large in it's own right.
"Well, are you just going to sit there, drooling, or you going to get that measuring tape over here and tell me how big I am, how much bigger I am than you."
"Yes, ma'am."
Tiffany giggled at this, it seems her subjugation of Jeff was complete, he was her doll both mentally and physically. He started at the calves.
"Calves, 29 inches around! Wow!"
"Thighs, 41 inches around! Holy Crap!"
"Waist, 31 inches around, your thighs are 10 inches bigger around than your waist, incredible!"
"Chest, 82 inches around, Jesus Christ, that's 2 inches bigger than I am, and you're 19 inches shorter than I am, that's impossible!"
"Biceps, 32 inches around, 1 inch bigger around than your own waist, that just isn't possible, by God, you're the most muscular human being on Earth!"
"Hahaha, not to mention the strongest, huh dear? What does it feel like to be in my presence, knowing that a girl so much smaller than you, is so much stronger than you, so much more muscular than you. That I can treat you like a cat treats a mouse?"
"It's incredible, it's like being in the presence of a God. I know you can do whatever you want to me, you're probably the strongest thing that the planet has ever seen, could you show me more of your power? Please?"
"Of course I will, Sweetie, anything in particular that you'd like to see?"
"Could you, possibly, lift this trailer up?"
"Easily, I was hoping you were going to go something harder and heavier, but if it pleases you, I will do this for you. But only if you do something for me?"
"Oh yeah, like what?"
"I'll tell you after, dear, now, let's see, how much do you think this thing weighs?"
"Oh, about 10 tons or so, why is that too much for you?"
"Hunny, please, only 10 tons? You must be joking."
"Then please, go ahead dear. Prove me wrong."
So Tiffany lead Jeff out of the trailer, and went under the trailer, in a few moments it starting rocking back and forth, left and right. Then, without even a grunt or a sign of effort on Tiffany's part, the 10 ton trailer started rising. It continued until Tiffany held it over her head, and by the look on her face, she wasn't even trying. She then took one hand away from it and signaled for Jeff to come over to her, easily holding 10 tons with one hand. Jeff took some moments to compose himself before he was able to move and talk.
"Well, I guess it was really easy for you, are there any limits to your strength?"
"If there are, I haven't found them, of course I haven't lifted anything really, really heavy. The biggest object I've lifted was a 40 ton crane, and now that would probably seem light. My power keeps growing, as are my muscles. Now, about that thing that I want you to do?"
"Yeah, what would you like?"
"Just kiss me, love me, worship me and my muscles for the rest of my life."
Jeff just about came in his pants as he heard the silky smooth voice that delivered this incredible ultimatum.
"Your wish is my command, my muscle mistress."
Jeff and Tiffany kissed in a passionate embrace as Tiffany still held the trailer overhead with one hand. The love they had for each other was stronger than their bodies combined, they lived massively muscled ever after.
The End
Saturday, July 11, 2009
You're How Old?
*Author’s Note: If you’re a regular reader of my stories, you know my propensity to use either fairly young, or fairly old (okay, really old) characters in my stories. Well, this one is no different, the age of the character is not as extreme as some that I have written, but there will be far more sex scenes than I usually put in my stories. This is a sort of homage to Rampant Tiger who wrote a story a couple years ago named Sam and Me, that story has prompted me to write this story.*
I had heard of her from one of my old high school friends on the internet, he said he found the perfect woman for me, she was a local bodybuilder named Sharon Levies, he told me that she was 5’1 140 pounds of muscle, and worked out very heavy in the skimpiest clothes legal in that establishment. He also told me that judging by her salt and pepper hair, her slightly wrinkled face and age spot covered skin, she’s probably in her late 50’s at least. My friend knew of my propensity for older muscle women, he had read many of my stories on Diana the Valkyrie dealing with that very subject, and he said that she was definitely worth the look.
Now, I’m a single guy, I’ve only had one serious girlfriend and a lot of little flings here and there, but I’ve always imagined that the perfect woman for me was one that was small, but very strong, strong enough to lift me and carry me around like a child. None of my girlfriends have been able to come even close to having that kind of power, not that I was seriously looking for that kind of thing when starting out. But being as big as I am, 5’11 300 pounds of fat, it would be awesome to see a strong enough woman come along, especially if she was small, muscular, and to be honest, very old. For some reason older women have always caught my fancy, Trudy Ireland, Christa Bauch, Linda Wood-Hoyte, Carmen Brady, all have really fascinated me with the way they build the size of muscle they do well into their late 40’s-early 50’s.
Well, I decided to go knowing that if I had the chance to talk to her, I would probably be too nervous to say anything that didn’t make me look like a fool, but just to stare at her body, to see how strong she was, it would be worth it. I got my workout clothes on, took a deep breath and started my car, I just imagined what I would say to her in my head, practicing it out loud, but nothing really seemed to stand out as terribly romantic or attention getting. Then I figured, no way would she even want a guy like me, I mean she’s probably married at her age, or maybe having a young, muscular stud as her boyfriend. I stopped at a red light and slammed my face into the steering wheel.
“No! I’ve got to try, this could be my perfect woman, I don’t care if men are hanging around her, I have got to try and meet her!”
Of course I wasn’t noticing that people were staring until after I shouted at myself, making myself look a little bit crazy. I looked around bashfully and mouthed the words “Oops, sorry!” to whoever was looking with looks of astonishment and displeasure. I said out loud to anyone who would listen, “I had a big decision to make, it has been weighing on my mind lately. Sorry again.” They nodded in understanding and when the light turned green I drove forward, making sure that all my decisions would be internalized.
I made it to the gym, and before I opened the doors, I pumped myself up some, trying to get myself confident and worked up before meeting Sharon. I looked around, this gym was medium sized, lots of good machines, some pretty up to date equipment. Unfortunately I couldn't see anyone fitting the description of Sharon. I decided to wait a little while, and worked out a little on the elliptical rider that faced the main weight lifting area. I looked to the right and I found that my friend that recommended the gym was right there!
"Hey bro, didn't expect to see you here today, what's up?"
"Man, after seeing what you told me about Sharon, how could I stay away, if only to just get a look at her, I couldn't pass it up, bro. So where is she?"
"Well, don't worry, man, she always comes into the gym around this time, and she'll be tough to miss."
I nodded. Alright, I guess I could wait. I lazily continue on the elliptical figuring if I'm in a gym, I may as well look like I'm working out. The doors opened then, finally Sharon had arrived!
My friends, was there a moment in your life that defines your life to that point and after that point? This was that point, my life would never be the same after witnessing Sharon for the first time.
She just looked incredible, I am not shitting you when I say her face was the first thing I noticed, even with the wrinkles and crow's feet, I don't think I have seen anything that comes close to the beauty I saw there, imagine if you will, Angelina Jolie and Scarlet Johansson’s beautiful faces combined, age it 30 years and you have some idea of what I'm talking about. Her grayish blue eyes drew me in like pools of warm water I could swim in all day long. Her hair was bouncy, slightly curly, and down to her shoulders, a little grey around the temples, but otherwise black throughout. Her smile was readily apparent, and her teeth appeared to be all her own, so white that they lit up the room a little, and if you looked right at them, you were temporarily blinded. You could tell I was smitten with her already, and I have yet to get to her body.
I can tell you this, my favorite female bodybuilders of all time are the hugest possible female bodybuilders for their height, women like Collette Guimond, Renee Toney, and Barbara Fletcher come straight into my mind when I think of muscular perfection.
This woman was something different all together, she wasn't huge, she was about the size of a middle weight amateur female bodybuilder, but she was incredibly ripped. Even not flexing you could see every sinew, every striation, every vein. I swear, as she walked up to the weight area I could see her quadriceps work, the striations rippling.
I forgot to mention this, but this woman was wearing next to nothing, I swear, she had a sports top on that held her breasts, which were bigger than I expected for a female bodybuilder, and a pair of short shorts that were so tight you could see a definitive camel toe. I'm guessing everyone else was used to this site as they went about their business, me, I was desperately trying to hide my erection, hunching forward on the elliptical. I looked next to me to find my friend smiling widely.
"Huh? Didn't I tell you man?"
"Whoa, boy, you sure did, you didn't mention how beautiful she was, I was totally ready to hit on a fugly old chick with muscles, but she looks like she could be a movie actress, she makes Raquel Welch look like Roseanne Barr for Christ's Sake! How could I even think I've got a shot with her?"
"Well, I'll tell you this man, several big, muscular guys have thrown advances her way, guys even younger than you and me, and she's shot them down. I don't think she's lesbian, as several women in this gym are, and when they saw that she rejected the men, they tried to move in on her, but she turned them down too. I think she isn't looking for someone like her, maybe she's looking for a nerd, or a big guy like you, the only way to find out is to try."
I blew out a long breath and said, "Okay, man, I'll go right now."
I walked up to where she was sitting, currently she was doing chest flies with 60 pound dumbbells, which almost made me turn right back around. But as I almost got there, a big muscle head, probably 6'5 and 300 pounds of muscle shoved his way in front of me.
"Hold on there little man, I was here first. Hey Sharry babe, how about me and you go out dancing tonight?"
"Oh Beef, that sounds great, unfortunately I can't, I don't go out with big muscle-headed jerks."
"Wait a damn second here, I said I'm taking you out, whether you like it or not."
"Well, when you put it that way....NO! Now leave me the hell alone, Beef, or you're going to regret it."
"Now you're gonna get it bitch. No one turns down Beef O'Malley."
I don't know what caused me to say it, this guy could literally kill me but I had to intervene.
"She said no, you big goof, what's a matter, is all those steroids in your system affecting your ability to think?"
"What the fuck!?! Who the hell are you little man, it doesn't matter, when I'm done with you, you're going to be a puddle on the floor."
I sort of accepted my fate, I mean this guy was 6 inches taller than me, weighed about the same, except I was all fat and he was all muscle, he could probably bench a car! As I closed my eyes, I waited for the fist to put out my lights, but it never came, I heard a grunt, then opened my eyes. Beef's right hand was being held back by a small hand on his wrist, that hand turned him around to face the person it was connected to, none other than Sharon herself. Beef was stunned that Sharon was as strong as she proved to be, but nothing could prepare him for what happened next.
The fist she delivered to his gut was almost too fast to see, but less than a second later, I heard a sound like a cap gun going off, there was Beef on his hands and knees, retching his guts out. I looked up at Sharon who was blowing on her nails like nothing happened, than she looked right at me.
"Why, aren't you a sweet thing, protecting me from that big strong man. I'm Sharon Levies by the way."
"Jeremy Wilson, ma'am, I'm sorry I just thought he was being too much of a jerk, and I couldn't stand it anymore. I knew I was no match for him, but thank god I had you to back me up, how strong are you anyway, if you don't mind me asking."
"In fact, I do mind, but maybe after we get to know each other a bit more, I could show you a little. And please quit with the ma'am stuff, you're making me feel older than I already am, just call me Sharon, sweetie."
Get to know me? Is that kind of saying she wouldn't mind if I asked her out? I asked shakily, "So um, would you like to go to the movies or something?"
"Well, I would love to dear, why don't you pick me up at this address at 7:30 tonight?"
"Ah...Alright, I'm very much looking forward to it!"
I couldn't believe it, I had a date with this gorgeous older woman, I was on top of the World. I felt like I was floating on air as I walked back over to my friend.
"I can't believe it brother, out of all the handsome guys in the gym, she chooses to go out with you, what a lucky son of a gun."
"I know, man, I can't believe it myself, but I'm so pumped, I feel I could dance all the way home, it feels like I just won the lottery! Listen, I'm going home, to get ready, I'll see you later, and thanks, man, thanks a lot."
"Have fun man, you gotta tell me the details, good and bad, see you."
So I drove home with a smile on my face, I picked my best outfit to go out in, my Charlie Sheen shirt and black jean pants, put on my best cologne and combed my hair. I brushed my teeth for an extra long time and looked in the mirror. For a big, fat guy, I thought myself quite handsome.
"Alright Jeremy, time to go, steady now, she's only the most perfect woman you've ever met in your life so far, you can pull this off." I said to myself.
I drove to her house, a small single level white thing with a basement, your normal old person house. I parked on the street across from it, got out, checked my breath and went up and rang the doorbell. I looked down trying to look cool, like one of those movie guys. When the door opened, I looked up and almost gasped at the beauty I beheld in front of me. She wasn't even made up at the gym before, only her natural beauty shined, but now, with the makeup on, she just blew me away into another stratosphere. Before she looked like she could have been a movie actress, now she looked like the most beautiful woman in the World! No one, not a super model, not a Ms. Universe contestant, not the most beautiful actress in the history of movies could have held a candle to the smiling face that greeted my eyes at that moment. I almost wanted to die just to see if any of God's angel's could have measured up to her beauty, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't have.
"Well, are we going, or are you going to keep staring at me all night?" She said with a little giggle.
That shook me out of my revelry some.
"Yes of course, Milady, your carriage awaits." I said, gesturing to my 1999 Ford Taurus and holding out my arm in a gentlemanly type of way.
She smiled even more brightly, and took my arm with her much harder, much stronger, much more muscular one. This was the first opportunity I've had to look at her outfit, she was wearing a dress, bright pink with a white bow around her waist, with a miniature white jacket which did nothing to hide the width or breadth of her biceps and shoulders.
"You look great Jeremy, you seriously clean up very well."
"Me! You look incredible, it feels like I'm taking out an elite Hollywood actress to the Oscars, I feel so underdressed. Seriously, you're gorgeous! Beyond gorgeous, even!"
"Well, aren't you the flatterer, looking for something a bit extra are we?"
"Absolutely not, just telling the truth, milady."
"Well, I'll just have to reward you anyway, young sir." With that she leaned into me, pulled my head down and gave me a brief but electrifying peck on the lips. I seriously couldn't talk for 45 seconds after, I was stuttering and stymieing so bad.
"Oh get over it, if you really want a relationship with me, we're going to be doing a lot more than that!"
"Whoa! You're coming on a bit forward aren't you, Miss Levies?"
"Well, I like to get what I want, and judging by the way you've been acting around me, I like you, you're not some overconfident, muscle headed goon, you're a sweet, charming guy, someone who isn't all big on themselves."
"Thanks, I have never really had the kind of confidence to just go up and meet beautiful women like you, but somehow, you seemed approachable, even though you're probably the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"Please, I'm just a regular women, maybe a little more fit than most, but I just like to do the things most women do, I'm not some goddess to worship, so don't go all submissive and want me to dominate you."
"Oh no! Of course not, I wouldn't think of it. First of all, I've never been into domination at all, whether in stories, or in real life. But I do have some things that I'm very much into, but I would rather not tell them to you right now, I want this to be a nice night, the last thing I want to do is turn you away."
"Oh, I doubt you would, but yes, let's talk about that later, let's go out and have a good time, where to first?"
"Well, I thought we could go out for a late supper, it looks as though you're dressed up for something fancy, so how does Red Lobster sound to you?"
"That sounds excellent, and then what?"
"Well, whatever you would like to do, a late movie, or we could go for a nice walk, it's entirely up to you."
"Great, a movie sounds great, what do you want to see?"
"Well, I was hoping to see Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian, I hear its a great family comedy, and I really liked the original."
"That sounds good, Jeremy, I would like to see that movie myself, my grandkids said it was really nice and funny."
"Grandkids, you don't look old enough to have grandkids!"
"There you go with the compliments again, dear, listen, between you and me, you're laying it on a little thick."
"I know, I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about, it honey, believe me, a woman like's to hear it once and again. Let's just say if I think you're worthy, I'll let you know how old I really am later."
"Okay, well, off we go!"
We drove to Red Lobster, which was 20 minutes away from where she lived, we didn't talk a whole lot in the car, but boy did we open up at the restaurant, I had a brandy old fashioned while she had a Cosmopolitan. After a few of those we told our life stories.
I told her, "I grew up in Two Rivers, went to high school in Manitowoc, College in Sheboygan, so basically I stayed around here my whole life up to now. I like to watch wrestling and football on TV, I played a little bit of football in high school and college, I graduated with a major in History, but I couldn't teach, not good in front of crowds, you know? Right now I make my money by writing commissions and doing free lance reporting for any online newspapers that will pay me. Well, that's enough about me, what about you?"
"Well, I grew up on a farm just a little outside of Sturgeon Bay, a little town named Egg Harbor, ever hear of it?"
"Yes, indeed I have, to tell you the truth, my ancestor is the first white settler of that particular area, Increase Claflin."
"Well, I'll be damned, no kidding? I'm related to the Stevenson's from up there, we could be long lost cousins!"
"You're joking? Yes, Robert Stevenson is my 5th great grandfather, so we could very well be related."
"Wow, small world isn't it. Well I doubt we're any more than 4th cousins, so we can carry on a relationship if you want."
"Oh, I want, I want very much. Now how about the rest of your history?"
"Well, I lived on the farm until I turned 18, about that time the US entered the war and my two older brothers were drafted, I was pretty much drafted into being a factory worker, luckily I was tough enough from doing hard work around the farm, the men sure didn't take kindly to me being there, but I toughed it out."
"I have a feeling that you're not talking about the Vietnam War, I knew you don't want to talk about your age, but if your brother's were drafted for the Korean war, that would make you at least 74 years old, but I would have never guessed you were older than 56 years old."
"It wasn't the Korean War, sweetie."
"World War II, really?"
"Not World War II, either."
"World War I?!?! That can't be possible, the US entered into it in 1917, you were already 18 then?"
"Yes, you're quite right, it was World War 1, I was born in 1900."
"No, no, that can't be possible, that would make you...."
"Yup, you see, 2 weeks ago, I celebrated my one hundred and ninth birthday."
I couldn't believe my ears, my mind was searching for something to say, my mouth just couldn't work, my jaw was on the floor at this pronouncement. I finally worked up the brain power to ask.
"H-ho-how?"
"Working hard, working right, eating right, I haven't had red meat since I was 36 years old, and I've cut out every major thing that could harm you, no drugs, no cigarettes, and I get plenty of Vitamins, especially Vitamin S."
"Vitamin S, I've never heard of Vitamin S, what is that?"
"Sex of course, most women only lose their sexual urges if they become complacent and their diet is working against them, I eat healthy foods, oysters, beets, asparagus, and my sex drive happens to be that of a 25 year old."
My eyebrows rose at that.
"So you're still sexually active? Do you think it's possible that you could..."
"Get Pregnant?"
"Well, yeah?"
"Well, I think I could, it would be possible, as I haven't gone through menopause, and my eggs have not dried up, my physician that I see about that says I could still birth children if I wanted to, but well, I don't really want to at this point, not unless I find the right man."
"So you would say if you meet a guy that's perfect for you, who would marry you without reservations, then you would get pregnant with him?"
"Sweetie, are you applying for the job?"
"Well, if you'll have me, I think it would be incredible to be the man whose wife was in the Guinness Book of Records as being the oldest woman to give birth in modern times."
"Well, you wouldn't get that pleasure, as my age would only be known to you and me, people may think I'm 50-60 years old, and that's what I want them to think."
"Okay, that works for me too, I mean then our ages wouldn't mean that much, people would think a 109 year old woman dating a 32 year old man would be kind of freaky, but a 55 year old woman, that would be more normal. Especially a hot cougar such as yourself."
"Cougar, huh, I like that, growl!"
We both laughed at that, then we finished our meal and went out to the car, me holding her around the shoulders like I was dating a high school cheerleader instead of someone old enough to be my great great grandmother.
"To the movies, I can't wait!"
"Me neither, sweetums, but I doubt we'll be watching much of it."
"Huh?" I said as I looked at her, to find her looking at me with predatory eyes. "Oh, I get it, hahahaha, you little minx."
So I paid for the tickets and we took our seats, near the middle of the dark theater, she took her jacket off, and allowed me to squeeze her rock hard shoulder. When the movie began, she nuzzled her head under my neck, I looked down at her, and within seconds we were making out like two teenagers. She was definitely aggressive, giving me painful hickeys, I tried to do the same to her, but her neck was tight with muscle, it was hard finding purchase on the rocky path. I started feeling her up, thinking it was completely fine that I could squeeze her mighty arms or thighs, but she quickly moved my hands to her breasts and ass, she sure knew how to do this whole theater making out thing.
Unfortunately we didn't go unnoticed, we were warned once by an usher to stop it, but we continued shortly after and were asked to leave.
"Well, what do we do now?" I asked
"Well, I can think of something, I have a gym in my basement, we can workout there."
"Wait, if you have a gym in your basement, why do you go out and workout at the gym in town?"
"Hehehe, well, like a cougar does, I was hunting for some prey, and you fell right into my trap."
"Your trap, eh? I'll play along, what do you plan on doing with me, my tigress?"
She had a smile on her face, "We'll see, you wanted to see how strong I was, didn't you? Well, you're going to see it up close and personal. I hope you enjoy it."
So we got out at her house and she gestured me inside, she closed the door behind her. Then she pulled the shades on all the windows down, locked the door, and turned around to me with that same predatory look in her eye that she had earlier.
Oh boy, I thought to myself, this may not be good.
She slowly, sensually walked up to me, she grabbed the collar of my shirt, and ripped it apart in her hands.
"Don't worry, I'll get you another, in fact, as many as you want, but you won't need it where we're going."
She then grabbed my jeans and ripped them off me without barely even trying, the tough denim was pulled apart like tissue paper. She looked me up and down, spending special time on my package.
"Hmmm, you are a big boy, aren't you, mommy like!"
She stripped herself of her dress in much the same fashion, standing before me in a pair of black lace bra and panties that accentuated her unbelievable figure.
"So what do you want to do first, the basement for some heavy lifting or my bedroom for some calisthenics?"
"Calisthenics, please?"
"Hehehe, I knew you'd see it my way. Off we go."
She gave me the first real taste of her power right then, she put her hands on my butt and lifted my body off the floor like nothing, telling me to wrap my legs around her waist, she effortlessly carried me into her bedroom, which was more like something you see out of a porn movie, mirror on the ceiling, huge king sized bed shaped like a heart. She set me down, stripped me of my underwear, and whistled as my full 9 inches came into view, already erect from her carrying me.
"Oooo, mommy really like."
She started giving me a blowjob that had me close to blowing at any second, but then she stopped. She pushed me back on the mattress, and lowered her incredible body on my pole. We bucked like wild animals, she had incredible stamina, and her pussy was as muscled as the rest of her, every time she sensed I was near, she clamped down hard and prevented me from going off in her, she did this time and time again. Finally, 45 minutes later, she let me spout off inside of her, and I gotta say, it was the most awesome orgasm of my whole life, and I've had a fair few. She orgasmed mightily, her pussy squeezed my dick so hard, I thought it was going to crush it flat, but soon after the squeeze reached its peak, it quickly let me go.
"Oh, my god, Jeremy, I haven't come like that since 1958! You're my man, I'm telling you that right no, no way in hell am I going to let you go. Let's get some rest, tomorrow morning, I want to get some more calisthenics in, then a real workout!"
I don't know how I'm going to survive this 109 year old woman, but damn, am I going to have fun trying!
To Be Continued...
I had heard of her from one of my old high school friends on the internet, he said he found the perfect woman for me, she was a local bodybuilder named Sharon Levies, he told me that she was 5’1 140 pounds of muscle, and worked out very heavy in the skimpiest clothes legal in that establishment. He also told me that judging by her salt and pepper hair, her slightly wrinkled face and age spot covered skin, she’s probably in her late 50’s at least. My friend knew of my propensity for older muscle women, he had read many of my stories on Diana the Valkyrie dealing with that very subject, and he said that she was definitely worth the look.
Now, I’m a single guy, I’ve only had one serious girlfriend and a lot of little flings here and there, but I’ve always imagined that the perfect woman for me was one that was small, but very strong, strong enough to lift me and carry me around like a child. None of my girlfriends have been able to come even close to having that kind of power, not that I was seriously looking for that kind of thing when starting out. But being as big as I am, 5’11 300 pounds of fat, it would be awesome to see a strong enough woman come along, especially if she was small, muscular, and to be honest, very old. For some reason older women have always caught my fancy, Trudy Ireland, Christa Bauch, Linda Wood-Hoyte, Carmen Brady, all have really fascinated me with the way they build the size of muscle they do well into their late 40’s-early 50’s.
Well, I decided to go knowing that if I had the chance to talk to her, I would probably be too nervous to say anything that didn’t make me look like a fool, but just to stare at her body, to see how strong she was, it would be worth it. I got my workout clothes on, took a deep breath and started my car, I just imagined what I would say to her in my head, practicing it out loud, but nothing really seemed to stand out as terribly romantic or attention getting. Then I figured, no way would she even want a guy like me, I mean she’s probably married at her age, or maybe having a young, muscular stud as her boyfriend. I stopped at a red light and slammed my face into the steering wheel.
“No! I’ve got to try, this could be my perfect woman, I don’t care if men are hanging around her, I have got to try and meet her!”
Of course I wasn’t noticing that people were staring until after I shouted at myself, making myself look a little bit crazy. I looked around bashfully and mouthed the words “Oops, sorry!” to whoever was looking with looks of astonishment and displeasure. I said out loud to anyone who would listen, “I had a big decision to make, it has been weighing on my mind lately. Sorry again.” They nodded in understanding and when the light turned green I drove forward, making sure that all my decisions would be internalized.
I made it to the gym, and before I opened the doors, I pumped myself up some, trying to get myself confident and worked up before meeting Sharon. I looked around, this gym was medium sized, lots of good machines, some pretty up to date equipment. Unfortunately I couldn't see anyone fitting the description of Sharon. I decided to wait a little while, and worked out a little on the elliptical rider that faced the main weight lifting area. I looked to the right and I found that my friend that recommended the gym was right there!
"Hey bro, didn't expect to see you here today, what's up?"
"Man, after seeing what you told me about Sharon, how could I stay away, if only to just get a look at her, I couldn't pass it up, bro. So where is she?"
"Well, don't worry, man, she always comes into the gym around this time, and she'll be tough to miss."
I nodded. Alright, I guess I could wait. I lazily continue on the elliptical figuring if I'm in a gym, I may as well look like I'm working out. The doors opened then, finally Sharon had arrived!
My friends, was there a moment in your life that defines your life to that point and after that point? This was that point, my life would never be the same after witnessing Sharon for the first time.
She just looked incredible, I am not shitting you when I say her face was the first thing I noticed, even with the wrinkles and crow's feet, I don't think I have seen anything that comes close to the beauty I saw there, imagine if you will, Angelina Jolie and Scarlet Johansson’s beautiful faces combined, age it 30 years and you have some idea of what I'm talking about. Her grayish blue eyes drew me in like pools of warm water I could swim in all day long. Her hair was bouncy, slightly curly, and down to her shoulders, a little grey around the temples, but otherwise black throughout. Her smile was readily apparent, and her teeth appeared to be all her own, so white that they lit up the room a little, and if you looked right at them, you were temporarily blinded. You could tell I was smitten with her already, and I have yet to get to her body.
I can tell you this, my favorite female bodybuilders of all time are the hugest possible female bodybuilders for their height, women like Collette Guimond, Renee Toney, and Barbara Fletcher come straight into my mind when I think of muscular perfection.
This woman was something different all together, she wasn't huge, she was about the size of a middle weight amateur female bodybuilder, but she was incredibly ripped. Even not flexing you could see every sinew, every striation, every vein. I swear, as she walked up to the weight area I could see her quadriceps work, the striations rippling.
I forgot to mention this, but this woman was wearing next to nothing, I swear, she had a sports top on that held her breasts, which were bigger than I expected for a female bodybuilder, and a pair of short shorts that were so tight you could see a definitive camel toe. I'm guessing everyone else was used to this site as they went about their business, me, I was desperately trying to hide my erection, hunching forward on the elliptical. I looked next to me to find my friend smiling widely.
"Huh? Didn't I tell you man?"
"Whoa, boy, you sure did, you didn't mention how beautiful she was, I was totally ready to hit on a fugly old chick with muscles, but she looks like she could be a movie actress, she makes Raquel Welch look like Roseanne Barr for Christ's Sake! How could I even think I've got a shot with her?"
"Well, I'll tell you this man, several big, muscular guys have thrown advances her way, guys even younger than you and me, and she's shot them down. I don't think she's lesbian, as several women in this gym are, and when they saw that she rejected the men, they tried to move in on her, but she turned them down too. I think she isn't looking for someone like her, maybe she's looking for a nerd, or a big guy like you, the only way to find out is to try."
I blew out a long breath and said, "Okay, man, I'll go right now."
I walked up to where she was sitting, currently she was doing chest flies with 60 pound dumbbells, which almost made me turn right back around. But as I almost got there, a big muscle head, probably 6'5 and 300 pounds of muscle shoved his way in front of me.
"Hold on there little man, I was here first. Hey Sharry babe, how about me and you go out dancing tonight?"
"Oh Beef, that sounds great, unfortunately I can't, I don't go out with big muscle-headed jerks."
"Wait a damn second here, I said I'm taking you out, whether you like it or not."
"Well, when you put it that way....NO! Now leave me the hell alone, Beef, or you're going to regret it."
"Now you're gonna get it bitch. No one turns down Beef O'Malley."
I don't know what caused me to say it, this guy could literally kill me but I had to intervene.
"She said no, you big goof, what's a matter, is all those steroids in your system affecting your ability to think?"
"What the fuck!?! Who the hell are you little man, it doesn't matter, when I'm done with you, you're going to be a puddle on the floor."
I sort of accepted my fate, I mean this guy was 6 inches taller than me, weighed about the same, except I was all fat and he was all muscle, he could probably bench a car! As I closed my eyes, I waited for the fist to put out my lights, but it never came, I heard a grunt, then opened my eyes. Beef's right hand was being held back by a small hand on his wrist, that hand turned him around to face the person it was connected to, none other than Sharon herself. Beef was stunned that Sharon was as strong as she proved to be, but nothing could prepare him for what happened next.
The fist she delivered to his gut was almost too fast to see, but less than a second later, I heard a sound like a cap gun going off, there was Beef on his hands and knees, retching his guts out. I looked up at Sharon who was blowing on her nails like nothing happened, than she looked right at me.
"Why, aren't you a sweet thing, protecting me from that big strong man. I'm Sharon Levies by the way."
"Jeremy Wilson, ma'am, I'm sorry I just thought he was being too much of a jerk, and I couldn't stand it anymore. I knew I was no match for him, but thank god I had you to back me up, how strong are you anyway, if you don't mind me asking."
"In fact, I do mind, but maybe after we get to know each other a bit more, I could show you a little. And please quit with the ma'am stuff, you're making me feel older than I already am, just call me Sharon, sweetie."
Get to know me? Is that kind of saying she wouldn't mind if I asked her out? I asked shakily, "So um, would you like to go to the movies or something?"
"Well, I would love to dear, why don't you pick me up at this address at 7:30 tonight?"
"Ah...Alright, I'm very much looking forward to it!"
I couldn't believe it, I had a date with this gorgeous older woman, I was on top of the World. I felt like I was floating on air as I walked back over to my friend.
"I can't believe it brother, out of all the handsome guys in the gym, she chooses to go out with you, what a lucky son of a gun."
"I know, man, I can't believe it myself, but I'm so pumped, I feel I could dance all the way home, it feels like I just won the lottery! Listen, I'm going home, to get ready, I'll see you later, and thanks, man, thanks a lot."
"Have fun man, you gotta tell me the details, good and bad, see you."
So I drove home with a smile on my face, I picked my best outfit to go out in, my Charlie Sheen shirt and black jean pants, put on my best cologne and combed my hair. I brushed my teeth for an extra long time and looked in the mirror. For a big, fat guy, I thought myself quite handsome.
"Alright Jeremy, time to go, steady now, she's only the most perfect woman you've ever met in your life so far, you can pull this off." I said to myself.
I drove to her house, a small single level white thing with a basement, your normal old person house. I parked on the street across from it, got out, checked my breath and went up and rang the doorbell. I looked down trying to look cool, like one of those movie guys. When the door opened, I looked up and almost gasped at the beauty I beheld in front of me. She wasn't even made up at the gym before, only her natural beauty shined, but now, with the makeup on, she just blew me away into another stratosphere. Before she looked like she could have been a movie actress, now she looked like the most beautiful woman in the World! No one, not a super model, not a Ms. Universe contestant, not the most beautiful actress in the history of movies could have held a candle to the smiling face that greeted my eyes at that moment. I almost wanted to die just to see if any of God's angel's could have measured up to her beauty, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't have.
"Well, are we going, or are you going to keep staring at me all night?" She said with a little giggle.
That shook me out of my revelry some.
"Yes of course, Milady, your carriage awaits." I said, gesturing to my 1999 Ford Taurus and holding out my arm in a gentlemanly type of way.
She smiled even more brightly, and took my arm with her much harder, much stronger, much more muscular one. This was the first opportunity I've had to look at her outfit, she was wearing a dress, bright pink with a white bow around her waist, with a miniature white jacket which did nothing to hide the width or breadth of her biceps and shoulders.
"You look great Jeremy, you seriously clean up very well."
"Me! You look incredible, it feels like I'm taking out an elite Hollywood actress to the Oscars, I feel so underdressed. Seriously, you're gorgeous! Beyond gorgeous, even!"
"Well, aren't you the flatterer, looking for something a bit extra are we?"
"Absolutely not, just telling the truth, milady."
"Well, I'll just have to reward you anyway, young sir." With that she leaned into me, pulled my head down and gave me a brief but electrifying peck on the lips. I seriously couldn't talk for 45 seconds after, I was stuttering and stymieing so bad.
"Oh get over it, if you really want a relationship with me, we're going to be doing a lot more than that!"
"Whoa! You're coming on a bit forward aren't you, Miss Levies?"
"Well, I like to get what I want, and judging by the way you've been acting around me, I like you, you're not some overconfident, muscle headed goon, you're a sweet, charming guy, someone who isn't all big on themselves."
"Thanks, I have never really had the kind of confidence to just go up and meet beautiful women like you, but somehow, you seemed approachable, even though you're probably the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"Please, I'm just a regular women, maybe a little more fit than most, but I just like to do the things most women do, I'm not some goddess to worship, so don't go all submissive and want me to dominate you."
"Oh no! Of course not, I wouldn't think of it. First of all, I've never been into domination at all, whether in stories, or in real life. But I do have some things that I'm very much into, but I would rather not tell them to you right now, I want this to be a nice night, the last thing I want to do is turn you away."
"Oh, I doubt you would, but yes, let's talk about that later, let's go out and have a good time, where to first?"
"Well, I thought we could go out for a late supper, it looks as though you're dressed up for something fancy, so how does Red Lobster sound to you?"
"That sounds excellent, and then what?"
"Well, whatever you would like to do, a late movie, or we could go for a nice walk, it's entirely up to you."
"Great, a movie sounds great, what do you want to see?"
"Well, I was hoping to see Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian, I hear its a great family comedy, and I really liked the original."
"That sounds good, Jeremy, I would like to see that movie myself, my grandkids said it was really nice and funny."
"Grandkids, you don't look old enough to have grandkids!"
"There you go with the compliments again, dear, listen, between you and me, you're laying it on a little thick."
"I know, I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about, it honey, believe me, a woman like's to hear it once and again. Let's just say if I think you're worthy, I'll let you know how old I really am later."
"Okay, well, off we go!"
We drove to Red Lobster, which was 20 minutes away from where she lived, we didn't talk a whole lot in the car, but boy did we open up at the restaurant, I had a brandy old fashioned while she had a Cosmopolitan. After a few of those we told our life stories.
I told her, "I grew up in Two Rivers, went to high school in Manitowoc, College in Sheboygan, so basically I stayed around here my whole life up to now. I like to watch wrestling and football on TV, I played a little bit of football in high school and college, I graduated with a major in History, but I couldn't teach, not good in front of crowds, you know? Right now I make my money by writing commissions and doing free lance reporting for any online newspapers that will pay me. Well, that's enough about me, what about you?"
"Well, I grew up on a farm just a little outside of Sturgeon Bay, a little town named Egg Harbor, ever hear of it?"
"Yes, indeed I have, to tell you the truth, my ancestor is the first white settler of that particular area, Increase Claflin."
"Well, I'll be damned, no kidding? I'm related to the Stevenson's from up there, we could be long lost cousins!"
"You're joking? Yes, Robert Stevenson is my 5th great grandfather, so we could very well be related."
"Wow, small world isn't it. Well I doubt we're any more than 4th cousins, so we can carry on a relationship if you want."
"Oh, I want, I want very much. Now how about the rest of your history?"
"Well, I lived on the farm until I turned 18, about that time the US entered the war and my two older brothers were drafted, I was pretty much drafted into being a factory worker, luckily I was tough enough from doing hard work around the farm, the men sure didn't take kindly to me being there, but I toughed it out."
"I have a feeling that you're not talking about the Vietnam War, I knew you don't want to talk about your age, but if your brother's were drafted for the Korean war, that would make you at least 74 years old, but I would have never guessed you were older than 56 years old."
"It wasn't the Korean War, sweetie."
"World War II, really?"
"Not World War II, either."
"World War I?!?! That can't be possible, the US entered into it in 1917, you were already 18 then?"
"Yes, you're quite right, it was World War 1, I was born in 1900."
"No, no, that can't be possible, that would make you...."
"Yup, you see, 2 weeks ago, I celebrated my one hundred and ninth birthday."
I couldn't believe my ears, my mind was searching for something to say, my mouth just couldn't work, my jaw was on the floor at this pronouncement. I finally worked up the brain power to ask.
"H-ho-how?"
"Working hard, working right, eating right, I haven't had red meat since I was 36 years old, and I've cut out every major thing that could harm you, no drugs, no cigarettes, and I get plenty of Vitamins, especially Vitamin S."
"Vitamin S, I've never heard of Vitamin S, what is that?"
"Sex of course, most women only lose their sexual urges if they become complacent and their diet is working against them, I eat healthy foods, oysters, beets, asparagus, and my sex drive happens to be that of a 25 year old."
My eyebrows rose at that.
"So you're still sexually active? Do you think it's possible that you could..."
"Get Pregnant?"
"Well, yeah?"
"Well, I think I could, it would be possible, as I haven't gone through menopause, and my eggs have not dried up, my physician that I see about that says I could still birth children if I wanted to, but well, I don't really want to at this point, not unless I find the right man."
"So you would say if you meet a guy that's perfect for you, who would marry you without reservations, then you would get pregnant with him?"
"Sweetie, are you applying for the job?"
"Well, if you'll have me, I think it would be incredible to be the man whose wife was in the Guinness Book of Records as being the oldest woman to give birth in modern times."
"Well, you wouldn't get that pleasure, as my age would only be known to you and me, people may think I'm 50-60 years old, and that's what I want them to think."
"Okay, that works for me too, I mean then our ages wouldn't mean that much, people would think a 109 year old woman dating a 32 year old man would be kind of freaky, but a 55 year old woman, that would be more normal. Especially a hot cougar such as yourself."
"Cougar, huh, I like that, growl!"
We both laughed at that, then we finished our meal and went out to the car, me holding her around the shoulders like I was dating a high school cheerleader instead of someone old enough to be my great great grandmother.
"To the movies, I can't wait!"
"Me neither, sweetums, but I doubt we'll be watching much of it."
"Huh?" I said as I looked at her, to find her looking at me with predatory eyes. "Oh, I get it, hahahaha, you little minx."
So I paid for the tickets and we took our seats, near the middle of the dark theater, she took her jacket off, and allowed me to squeeze her rock hard shoulder. When the movie began, she nuzzled her head under my neck, I looked down at her, and within seconds we were making out like two teenagers. She was definitely aggressive, giving me painful hickeys, I tried to do the same to her, but her neck was tight with muscle, it was hard finding purchase on the rocky path. I started feeling her up, thinking it was completely fine that I could squeeze her mighty arms or thighs, but she quickly moved my hands to her breasts and ass, she sure knew how to do this whole theater making out thing.
Unfortunately we didn't go unnoticed, we were warned once by an usher to stop it, but we continued shortly after and were asked to leave.
"Well, what do we do now?" I asked
"Well, I can think of something, I have a gym in my basement, we can workout there."
"Wait, if you have a gym in your basement, why do you go out and workout at the gym in town?"
"Hehehe, well, like a cougar does, I was hunting for some prey, and you fell right into my trap."
"Your trap, eh? I'll play along, what do you plan on doing with me, my tigress?"
She had a smile on her face, "We'll see, you wanted to see how strong I was, didn't you? Well, you're going to see it up close and personal. I hope you enjoy it."
So we got out at her house and she gestured me inside, she closed the door behind her. Then she pulled the shades on all the windows down, locked the door, and turned around to me with that same predatory look in her eye that she had earlier.
Oh boy, I thought to myself, this may not be good.
She slowly, sensually walked up to me, she grabbed the collar of my shirt, and ripped it apart in her hands.
"Don't worry, I'll get you another, in fact, as many as you want, but you won't need it where we're going."
She then grabbed my jeans and ripped them off me without barely even trying, the tough denim was pulled apart like tissue paper. She looked me up and down, spending special time on my package.
"Hmmm, you are a big boy, aren't you, mommy like!"
She stripped herself of her dress in much the same fashion, standing before me in a pair of black lace bra and panties that accentuated her unbelievable figure.
"So what do you want to do first, the basement for some heavy lifting or my bedroom for some calisthenics?"
"Calisthenics, please?"
"Hehehe, I knew you'd see it my way. Off we go."
She gave me the first real taste of her power right then, she put her hands on my butt and lifted my body off the floor like nothing, telling me to wrap my legs around her waist, she effortlessly carried me into her bedroom, which was more like something you see out of a porn movie, mirror on the ceiling, huge king sized bed shaped like a heart. She set me down, stripped me of my underwear, and whistled as my full 9 inches came into view, already erect from her carrying me.
"Oooo, mommy really like."
She started giving me a blowjob that had me close to blowing at any second, but then she stopped. She pushed me back on the mattress, and lowered her incredible body on my pole. We bucked like wild animals, she had incredible stamina, and her pussy was as muscled as the rest of her, every time she sensed I was near, she clamped down hard and prevented me from going off in her, she did this time and time again. Finally, 45 minutes later, she let me spout off inside of her, and I gotta say, it was the most awesome orgasm of my whole life, and I've had a fair few. She orgasmed mightily, her pussy squeezed my dick so hard, I thought it was going to crush it flat, but soon after the squeeze reached its peak, it quickly let me go.
"Oh, my god, Jeremy, I haven't come like that since 1958! You're my man, I'm telling you that right no, no way in hell am I going to let you go. Let's get some rest, tomorrow morning, I want to get some more calisthenics in, then a real workout!"
I don't know how I'm going to survive this 109 year old woman, but damn, am I going to have fun trying!
To Be Continued...
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
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
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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
Sunday, February 15, 2009
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…
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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