THE FABULOUS FEMMES OF FAIRDELLS  Part 2 
By Marlon G. Silversteel -silversteel2002@yahoo.com
Strong Suit and a Winning Hand


The next morning came bright and early as usual. I showed up to the weight
room a bit early, thinking I'd do some stretching and a few reps before the
rest of the team showed up. I wasn't the first one there, however.

The lights were already on, and the door was cracked open. I was a little
hesitant. No one showed up early to morning workout, at least not earlier than
I had just shown up! I quietly set my bag down and peeked in to take a look.

It was Dani. She had obviously shown up early to get a head start, kind of
like me, I figured. Since she was a co-captain, she had a key. Of course,
judging from what I had seen yesterday at the pool, I doubted that locks would
be a problem for her anyway! Feeling a bit relieved that it was simply an
early-rising teammate like myself, I was about to walk in and greet her, when
I stopped short, and kept behind the partially opened door to the weight room.

She was doing curls. This in and of itself was no big deal. I had seen Dani
curl plenty of times here, and a fairly good amount too, given her size,
gender, and weight (which I was slowly coming to realize meant nothing!). She
had the bar in both hands and was doing reps ... but with weights at each end
that combined must have totaled at least 900 pounds, not including the bar
itself!

I double-checked to make sure. There was no doubt. On each end of the bar was
a set of six 75-pound weights, the heaviest free weight piece available. The
bar itself was 50 pounds, and it appeared to be barely holding the massive
bulk. Nearly a thousand pounds total, and Dani was standing there curling the
thing like it was a fucking broomstick! She was standing sideways, facing the
wall mirror. Her face seemed to show no strain or effort at all. She was in a
halter top that she usually wore for weights, and a pair of shorts. I watched
as her incredibly powerful arms flexed and moved with each rep, her beautiful
muscles rippling with such awesome, sexy, and yet feminine strength! I was
amazed.

After a few more reps, Dani paused, seeming to prepare to take a break. I
winced, expecting the inevitable drop on the mat, and the sound that such
weight would make hitting the floor. But I watched as she took the mass in ONE
HAND, and gently, as if handling a glass bowl, set it down. She straightened
up, adjusted her lovely black hair for a moment, and turned to face the door.
It was then that I realized that in the process of watching her, enamored and
awe-struck, I had allowed the door to open a little more accidently, and me
inching forward into the room to get a better view to be now standing in the
doorway, completely visible.

Dani saw me. Our eyes locked for a moment. Half of me wanted to run out of
there as fast as I could, but my legs were frozen. She smiled, and looked at
me softly, almost seductively, before speaking to me.

"Good morning, John," she merely said, sweetly, and moved over to the leg
press as if to start working on her calves and quads.

I found myself able to move a bit, and I walked slowly into the weight room,
looking at Dani, but not wanting to meet her eyes. I glanced over at the bar
that she had just lifted moments ago, eyeing it. I was sure she saw me.

"Hey, Dani," I said quietly, trying to keep some calm and stability in my
voice. I moved in closer to the wall, feeling as if I somehow had to keep some
distance, but not knowing why necessarily.

I watched as she sat down next to the press, apparently preparing to stretch
her leg muscles. I couldn't for the life of me figure why. If she had even
half the strength in those beautiful legs as she did in her unbelievably
strong arms ...

"Can you help me stretch out?" she asked me, as if nothing at all was wrong or
strange in any way whatsoever.

Her comfort and non-chalance was a little unnerving, but I found the
invitation to break some of my shock, and walked over to her, kneeling down to
help her with her stretches.

"Here, do my calves first, okay?" She extended her legs, allowing me to take
hold and assist her with resistance stretches.

I nodded and put my hands on her leg, working with her as she lifted,
extended, and bent, stretching her lovely, muscular calves. I watched,
enjoying her movements, and wanting so much to reach further up her leg and
caress her tan, gorgeous thighs. Her legs felt so strong! I offered what
resistance I could, knowing full well that she must have been going easy.

Dani stopped after a minute, and paused before switching legs. I was about to
move my hands to accommodate the transition, but she took my hands and began
moving them up her legs, as if reading my mind. I felt my breath quicken, and
my own legs starting to tremble a bit as I felt her luscious, divinely
beautiful figure from the ankles up, all the way up towards her waist. Her
skin was so soft and delightful, her muscles hard and even more exciting to
touch.

She allowed my hands to move to the inside of her thighs, caressing between
her legs, and slowly up towards her inseam. I hesitated, backing off out of
respect and fear, but her strong hands insisted, and she guided me to the
point where her panties met her flesh, beneath her shorts. I could feel the
soft outline of her shaven muff, and could smell the sweet aroma of her pussy.
It was nearly more than I could take.

Then suddenly she stopped, and moved my hand away. She stood up, helping me to
my feet as well. I could hear footsteps approaching! The coach or some of our
teammates had no doubt arrived. Dani pulled me close for a moment before
getting on the press and resuming her workout as if nothing had happened.

"Stop by here after practice this afternoon," she whispered, "and wait for
me." She gave me a brief kiss on the cheek and pulled away, getting on the
machine.

Coach Keller walked in, along with a couple of the varsity guys. Dani was
doing leg presses at a low weight as if it was business as usual.

"Madison ... Silverman ... " the coach said, nodding his head at us. "Can't
wait to get lifting, huh?"

I looked over at Dani as unobtrusively as I could. As stunned as I was, I saw
her smiling at me, and I couldn't help but appreciate the irony of it all.

"Sure thing, Coach," I replied. "Just couldn't wait."

I caught a brief, flirtatious wink from Dani as I started stretching. I
couldn't wait for what must have been in store for me later on!

The school day seemed to drag like you wouldn't believe! Afternoon swim
practice came and all I could think about was getting out of that pool around
5:00, getting changed and hauling ass over to the weight room to meet Dani.

The locker room cleared out by 5:15 or so. Even the custodial staff had
finished, including making repairs on a certain busted door lock from the day
before! I finished my shower, got dressed and made my way to the back of the
gym. The lights were all off, except for one, shining dimly through the
partially open door to the weight room. I cracked it open some more, and
stepped in.

Dani, Jules, and Kat were all there together. Dani was preparing a set of free
weights, while the other two girls were standing in front of the wall mirror,
apparently finishing putting on some athletic clothes, appropriate for
lifting. All three were looking sexy, beautiful ... and incredibly strong.

"There you are," Kat exclaimed, noticing me in the doorway. She walked over to
me, taking me by the hand leading me into the room, and closing the door.

I looked at the three young ladies, my eyes nearly popping out. It was all
starting to come together, I thought anyways. Kat, Jules, and Dani ... three
gorgeous classmates of mine, all three of them good friends, and all three
within the past few months having demonstrated to me that physically speaking
they were far from ordinary!

"Oh my God," I muttered to myself. This was simply unbelievable! What in the
world were these slender, muscular teen vixens going to do ... and why?

"John, I think it's time we let you in on a little secret," Julie started,
once I was inside the room and facing the three of them. "I mean, it's pretty
obvious that you've figured a few things out."

"You're our friend, John," Dani continued. "You've known all three of us for
years, you know about our birthdays and everything, and since I know you're
not stupid, you've probably put some things together."

Could I be hearing her right? This had to be a dream or something!

"I guess it's kind of my fault," Kat added. "Jules and Dani both threw a fit
initially when they heard. I don't blame them. I probably should've let those
upperclass asswipes do their thing with you, but ... I think you're a really
sweet guy, and it pissed me off to see them do that shit to you ... or
anyone!"

"That's ... okay," I responded, having no idea what to say, and feeling a
little like I was having an out of body experience.

"Anyway," Dani stated, "bottom line is this. What's done is done. We've talked
about it, and we agree. We trust you. We know you can keep a secret, so we're
going to show you what you REALLY haven't seen yet!"

Julie took my arm and led me over to one of the benches. "Here, have a seat,
okay?" she said, gesturing.

I did as she said, and sat down, my eyes fixed on her and the other two girls.
She walked back to where Kat and Dani were standing next to a bar with several
weights on each end.

"So, who's first?" Kat asked, smiling.

"Well, he's already seen Dani rip a door open and lift a half ton," Julie
offered. "Why don't you start, Kat."

The pretty brunette cheerleader nodded, and stood over the bar. It was similar
to the one I had seen Dani lift that morning, with the same amount of weight.
Kat casually gripped it with one hand, in the center, and lifted it, showing
no more effort than if she was picking up a dropped penny!

"Pretty cool, huh?" she said, looking at me. I nodded, my eyes still fixed on
her lovely muscular arm which at the moment was bent in a sensual curl, with
nearly a thousand pounds at the end.

"Just watch," Dani said, obviously excited at seeing her friend show off her
incredible strength.

Kat shifted her feet a bit, then with the hand that she was using to hold the
bar, flicked her wrist upward. The bar and all its weight went flying up about
three or four feet. She made a quick move, and caught it on its way down with
her other hand, the downward momentum not seeming to affect her any more than
a descending tennis ball!

"Holy shit!" I gasped, almost jumping to my feet during the performance,
instinctively, as if I was spotting. I caught myself, thinking, what the hell
was I going to do with a half ton of weight if Kat somehow missed?

Kat casually palmed the bar with her other hand, then turned to Julie. "Hey,
Jules, you want a turn?" she asked.

"You bet," Julie responded, turning to face Kat. With a similar flick, except
this time with a forward thrust, Kat tossed the bar over about ten feet or so
to where Julie was standing, only a couple of feet from me. I flinched,
needlessly, for a second later Jules had caught the enormously heavy piece of
steel in one hand! She stood there for a moment, holding the thing like a
baton, her muscles barely flexing. The sight of her and Kat showing such
awesome, superhuman strength was exciting to say the least!

"Here, I suppose we ought to put a little effort into it, right?" Dani stated,
smiling at me, then motioning to Julie. Jules winked, then tossed the bar over
to Dani.

Dani stood there and holding the bar with both hands, repositioned them in
such a way that they were spread out a bit, closer to the ends near where the
weights were fixed. Without much fanfare or preparation, she began to bend the
inch thick minimum length of solid reinforced iron. The bar began to curve
upwards into a "U" shaped form, Dani's hands guiding and molding the
transformation as if she was working a coat-hanger. I could see her powerful
muscles responding with each move, but she didn't even break a sweat. She
finished bending, and held the bar, ends pointed up with the weights still
attached, in her left hand, her right hand positioned on her waist. She began
to curl the twisted "U" with her left hand, the whole time gazing at me.

I was speechless. My mouth just hung open, my eyes wide.

"Here," Dani said to Kat, tossing the bent bar back to her. "You can do the
honors. I mean, we can't have the team come in tomorrow morning and expect
Coach Keller or some of his swimming studs to fix it, can we?"

Kat giggled in response, catching the bar in her right hand, and proceeding to
bend it back to its original form. Within a few seconds, the bar was straight
and still completely solid. Had I not just witnessed this incredible feat, I
would never have known that the thing had just been molested beyond belief by
a couple of 14 year old Freshman muscle goddesses!

"So," Julie finally said to me again, coming over and sitting next to me on
the bench, "now you know."

I looked at her, trying to smile. Part of me was thrilled to death and excited
beyond measure. But another part was scared shitless and cowed like you
wouldn't believe. I finally got a single word to come up.

"Wow," I whispered, gazing first into her eyes, then upon her incredibly
strong and beautiful body. My eyes diverted over to where Kat and Dani were
standing. They were just grinning, not maliciously, but kind of frivolous.

"I guess ... " I tried to think of something appropriate to say, but I had no
idea what to even think in a situation like this that I had never even
conceived of happening. I finally stood up, my head still spinning.

"I know you'll keep our secret, right, John?" Kat said to me. I nodded, with
perhaps the greatest amount of sincerity in a gesture that I had ever given.

She walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek. "Come on, Jules," she said
to her friend. "Let's stop by Foster Freeze on the way home. I've been craving
some ice cream all day!"

She and Julie said goodbye and walked out, leaving me alone with Dani. Dani
racked the weights, then left with me, locking the weight room behind her.

"Walk me home?" she asked me, a bit seductively, and perhaps the most feminine
I had ever heard from her.

It was nearly six in the evening, and the sun was setting. I had homework to
do, but I strayed a bit from my normal course to walk with Dani to her house.
We talked a little along the way. She explained some things to me, how a
couple of years ago, she and Kat and Jules had all noticed some changes. They
had entered puberty at approximately the same time, being the same age, and
had started showing some strange signs. They noticed that they were getting
stronger, much stronger in fact. As the days and weeks went by, they each
noticed their strength growing to such a point far beyond what a normal person
possessed. They were a little frightened at first, but confided in each other,
and figured it must have been some sort of gift, something special that the
three of them shared, perhaps something to do with the unusual circumstances
surrounding their birth. They made a pact, not to draw attention to their
awesome power unless absolutely necessary, and not to tell anyone.

"You're actually the first person we've ever told," she admitted. "Not even
our parents know."

"Geez," I replied, becoming a little more comfortable the more we talked about
it. "And you've just had to keep your strength and your secret all to
yourselves? That would drive me nuts!"

"Sometimes it's hard," Dani explained. "There are times when I really want to
use my strength to kick some ass in Water Polo and Swimming. I have to
restrain myself sometimes. Yeah, it's tough, especially knowing what I could
do if I wanted to, and no one being able to stop me."

"That's incredible," I said, thinking about the possibilities of someone like
Dani using those muscles of hers in the pool. I was really starting to feel a
new-found respect for her, understanding the kind of maturity she and the
others must have had to develop.

We arrived at her house. I stopped on the front porch, ready to say goodbye.
Dani put her arms around my shoulders and looked at me, her face close to
mine. Her body pressed close, closer than it had ever before. I allowed my
hands to move to her waist. She didn't resist or pull away. I could feel how
incredibly strong her body was, the power in her arms as they rested on my
shoulders, the way the sides of her abs and upper thighs felt so powerful.

"You're one of my best friends, John," she whispered. "I want you to know
that."

With that she smiled and put her lips to mine, kissing me. She had never done
that before. Her lips felt so good, so soft and sensual. I returned the kiss,
savoring the delight and warmth of her touch, and the strength of her body. My
hands fell slightly, caressing the tight, muscular curves of her ass. I could
feel her lips smile as I did so.

We parted ways that evening with a soft goodbye. She went inside her house,
and I walked home to mine. I was on Cloud Nine. I had a hard time falling
asleep that night, but when I did, all I could think of was Dani, that kiss,
and those sexy muscles that I now fantasized about, how much power they could
exert, or how much pleasure they could give to someone like me!

(to be continued)