So you want to workout with Megan muscles?
By PowerfulCarolyn  PowerfulCarolyn@excite.com 



So many of you boys have been sharing your fantasies about working out with
me, Megan Muscles so I've a special treat for you. A fantasy workout with
Megan Muscles, if you can handle it??????

I arrive at the gym for your workout at the usual time. I pause in the locker
room to admire my sexy body. I am wearing a skimpy near see-through tank top
and no bra. My broad shoulders are revealed, each head of the deltoids
distinct, even in repose. Beneath the material, the ridges of the 6-pack of my
abs are clearly visible.

I walk into the weight room and notice how crowded the gym has become. What I
now realize is how many people have changed their workout time so that they
can be there when I am. Wannabes, worshippers, all types come to the gym in
the hopes of getting a glimpse of me as I exercise. My workouts have become
legendary for the awesome spectacle of my thick, defined muscles straining
under unbelievable weight.

I sit down at the cable row and set the weight at 150 lbs to warm up. As I
lean forward to grab the handle, my lats flare out from the sides of your tank
top. I easily do 25 reps with perfect form, and then increase the weight to
250 lbs. Now the real workout will begin. Rep after rep, I pull on the cable,
my back becoming thicker and wider. Now I am feeling pumped. As I stand up, I
glance around the gym. It's time to pick a workout partner. Oh, how about you?
Would you like to be my workout partner today? I need someone to spot me, fill
up my water bottle, and oil me up for my post workout posing session. I can
see that you're quite excited at the possibilities? Well this is your lucky
day baby. You're gonna get all of the muscle you can handle!!

It's fun when I start doing dumbbell curls with 80 in each hand. My biceps are
so pumped that they look like they would burst out of their skin. Then I
calmly walked over to the rack, picked up 100's in each hand flinging them up
and down for 10 reps. You are looking at the mountain of muscle bulging up in
my arm every rep. Then looking at your face I see the mixture of fascination
and horny lust over my ultra-sexy hard body.

On my way to the lat pulldown I look you in the eye and say, "Can you give me
a spot here for a minute, baby?" You nod as you run your eyes up and down my
torso. You seem totally fascinate by how my large 55EE chest tapers down to my
tight sexy 24inch waist. I set the weight at 220 and reach up to grab the ends
of the bar. You see the cuts in my awesome delts and traps as I sit down and
pull the bar down behind your neck. My traps balloon up with female muscle
power. When I near the end of the set, you push down on my shoulders to keep
me in the seat. The feeling of my delts under your hands is incredible! It's
like feeling rock,

That's only the first set. After a brief rest, I increase the weight and start
another set. You are totally mesmerized by the sight of my back muscles as
they threaten to rip out of my shirt.

Next it's off to do bench. You have the bar loaded with plates, and I am
standing in front of you. There is a look of sheer determination as I hoist
the overloaded bar to my magnificent chest over and over again. I grit my
teeth as I grind out rep after rep. You want me to grow! You want me to be
stronger! You see my muscles getting bigger and stronger with each rep. The
front of my shirt is soaked through. I stand and do a side chest pose, and you
are in the presence of a goddess. The thickness of my super chest, tapering
down to 6 rock hard abs totally blows you away.

You are staring at me, your jaw scraping the floor, your mighty thick man tool
pushing your shorts to the breaking point. Without taking your eyes off me,
you reach out and offer me a towel. I put my hands at the neck of my tank top.
It offers no resistance as I tear it off my body exposing my muscles to your
waiting eyes. I take it and slowly rub it across the exposed portion of my
pecs. I look you in the eyes as I move the towel down along the abs.

Last exercise - curls! I pick up a 225lb barbell.

"Damn, it's not enough weight!" I cry. "Help me out." I pick you up and sit
you on the bar. Your bodyweight plus the 225lbs should be more than enough.
You can't believe what I'm asking you to do. I start to count out the reps, my
mouth close to your ear. Six, seven, eight. You can see all of the muscles in
my body and I know that your cock is stiffening as you dream of the rock hard
globes of my glutes. Eleven, twelve. I turn to you and say,

"Thanks stud. That was a good work out. Time to hit the showers."

You follow obediently along behind me. The view of my glutes and thighs is
amazing. Now you get an unobstructed view of all the muscle in my upper body.
My chest is like 2 steel beach balls of muscle. The cleavage is so deep it
looks as if your head could get lost in there. You can see my ultra- tiny
midsection. It almost looks as if my waist is so small that you could reach
around it with just two hands! My ab muscles looked like a chisel incised them
there. You have never seen anyone like this in person. Even most of the pros
(even the male pros) in the magazines can't match my muscularity. Your
definition is so unreal, that you almost look like an anatomy chart.

The showers are open. I choose the one opposite you and you watch as I lather
up. I swirl the suds around my gigantic pecs, paying particular attention to
my nipples and then I soap up along my abdominals. Then I turn my back to you
and you start to soap up my back. But you can only reach partway around
because of the absurd width of my lats.

The lather makes your hand slide across the hard muscles, and I flex a little
to make the ridges of my Christmas tree low back pop up. You continue down and
soap my ass, and I flex to reveal striations.

Your dick is raging; you've never been so turned on before. (I can see you in
your home reading my story, how hard are my muscles really making you? I can
see you stroking your hard cock dreaming of me flexing my muscles.) This is
the hottest thing in your life. To be so close to a goddess like me, someone
so muscular, so defined.

I take the soap from your hand and swirl it around your bulging boner. You
grab my swollen bicep and shoot immediately, thick streams of cum hitting my
glutes.

"Oh yes baby, cum hard for Megan Muscles!!!!"

"Now I want your giant prick deep inside my wet pussy, them between my giant
pecs."

I throw you down and impale myself on your cock. Oh I love how big you are. My
muscle can ride all night and I need a real well hung man. I use my pussy to
squeeze you and then you cum hard deep inside me.

(Feel free to let me know how you like this story, boys and, uh, clean that up
now that you're done eh? Luv Megan.)