Girls gone MUSCLE!!!
By PowerfulCarolyn



Karolina had completed her 15th rep and she wasn't even breathing hard. The
180-lb. dumbbells were getting easy. She wouldn't be using them any longer.
Next time she would go on to the 190-lb set. "Steel," she thought, "this body
is becoming like steel! Her biceps were getting huge! Bigger than anybodyl she
ever knew! "Let anyone try and mess with me! Anyone!" thought Karolina.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Adrienne asked. She had just finished
her 4th set of incline presses with 495 on the bar. 12 reps were simple and
she no longer needed Karolina to spot her. She handled the weight with ease.
Time to check herself out in the mirror. "Side chest pose," she said out loud!
"NOW!" That showed off her 58DD chest quite nicely. She bounced his pecs,
dancing them one at a time, repeating "BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!" and thought "I could
break a steel chain with this mass of muscle."

"NOW!" she said out loud, again, and she changed to a "most muscular" pose.
She loved her muscular body! Karolina threw the dumbbell to the floor and
grabbed the tape measure. As she flexed his arm her she shouted the
traditional "POW!" It had reached the 23-inch mark! No one she knew could
touch the size of her guns!

Adrienne and Karolina had gone to elementary school together, and now they
were in high school together. They had been terrors since kindergarden and no
one thought they would ever make it out of high school. They had begun to get
big after eighth grade. No, not just big, REALLY REALLY big! Not even the
largest man could hope to handle them now.

Adrienne's big brother, Steve, had turned them on to weights when he was on
his summer break, right before their freshman year of high school. He spent
that first summer showing off to them, pressing the weights and then flexing
to impress them. He would do a few quick barbell curls and then grab both of
them in a chokehold, pressing his biceps into their throats, and then he would
squeeze the crap out of them! But that was then! They were so turned on by
what was slowly happening to their bodies, that they spent all of their time
lifting in Adrienne's garage. They worked 6 nights a week for the next year
and a half.

The set-up was great. Olympic weights, good bench, 45-lb. plates - lots of
them, other assorted smaller plates, assorted dumbbells, chinning bar,
preacher stand...the works! There were even mirrors on all of the walls so
they could check out their progress. And progress they did!

By the middle of the second summer Adrienne's brother had stopped coming
around. It might have had something to do with the time they had tied him into
a 6' long human barbell!" They used him for a barbell during one of their
"wild man arm routines." Both girls stood side by side and easily lifted him
from the floor to waist level. Then they curled him in tandem, counting the
reps out loud. They did 50 reps with Steve. "Let me down," he kept calling
out. But, as Adrienne shouted "NOW!" they merely shifted the "barbell"
overhead, and Military Pressed the screaming fool until they felt their
shoulders and triceps had gotten the pump they were after. "Let me down!"
Steve screamed." "NOW!" Adrienne called, and they threw the simpering sap
across the room, crashing him into the far wall. "Anything to make you happy,"
Adrienne said. "See 'ya, stud!" And they left him there.

Adrienne moved on to the tricep press as she studied her reflection in the
mirror. She had been 103 lbs. when she began lifting. But now, as she prepared
to enter grade 11, she looked at her body that had gained at least five lbs.
of solid muscle each month since that beginning. 24 months and 130 lbs. later
she stared in lust at his 233 lb. 5' 2" frame. And she was still growing!

20 inch arms, 20-inch waist, 58-DD inch chest, cannonball shoulders, massive
40-inch thighs, a total package. Adrienne stopped the dumbbell long enough to
kiss her bulging triceps.

Karolina, in the meantime, had begun Concentration Curls in order to force a
peak. She noticed how much alike she and Adrienne were. She, too, had put on
solid muscle in the last two years and their measurements were very close to
the same. However Karolina took pride in the fact that she had these 23-inch
pythons, and she reminded Adrienne about it constantly.

No kid in the 11th grade came close to being the size of these two, and they
loved always being the ones in control. School was a riot. It had been great
spending the past six months terrorizing the puny weaklings there. No one was
as big as either of them. They could do as they pleased and everyone knew it.
The nearest person to their size was a 5'11" senior, but he weighed only 200!

As they continued to work out, they remembered the time Adrienne had
humiliated that football player/jock. The jerk had made the mistake of
standing in Adrienne's way while she was trying to get to her locker. Adrienne
was in a hurry to go lift. "Move!" Adrienne growled. But the ass smirked and
stayed here he was. Adrienne spun him around, and before he could utter a
word, Adrienne jacked him up to the top of the lockers, sat him down with a
thud, gave him a pop in the face, and looked him dead in the eyes.

"I said 'MOVE', simpleton! Are you deaf?" Adrienne yelled. "You've really
pissed me off! Now you stay up there until I decide to let you down! I'll be
back after gym, and you'd better be here waiting for me. Or else! Take a
look." And she flexed her powerful biceps as a warning. Then she calmly opened
his locker, got his books and walked away smirking. All of the kids were
watching, so Adrienne shot them a left bicep pose, "BOOM!" she said, as he
went out of the door. "With these guns, I rule the school,"s he howled ands he
kissed both bi's!

Even the football coach wouldn't do a thing about Adrienne. Karolina and
Adrienne had dealt with him before. Just last month they had chained the
second string quarterback to the squat machine to use his body for extra
weight. The machine could only hold 12 plates - 6 on each side. That was just
540 lbs. They needed more! So often they would put some passing runt on the
top of the bar to get their total lifting weight up to 700 pounds or so. It
wasn't their fault the machine couldn't hold enough for them. After they both
had had a chance to pump out 50 reps with the kid bobbing up and down on the
machine and howling like a girl, the coach came in to "save him." Mistake! One
broken arm and three cracked ribs later, the coach always gave them a wide
birth.

Karolina screamed with laughter as he remembered the puny kid in Algebra. When
the teacher, Mrs. Russell left the room to go to the office, Karolina decided
to give the class a show. She stood up and slowly removed her shirt, showing
off her amazing body. Gasps came from the boys and girls. "Watch this, folks,"
she said, as she lifted the boy out of his desk using just one of her
incredibly muscled arms. It was like lifting a pillow.

He shook the boy violently, making sure his bi's and tri's exploded in just
the right way to show off his arms. The girls, and some of the guys, wet
themselves at the sight of her massive naked chest (she didn't wear bras) and
thickly veined arms. She lifted the kid high into the air and walked him back
to his seat, doing shoulder presses with him the whole way. Then she dropped
him into his desk and carried the boy AND his desk, a full 200 lbs., out into
the hall, making sure the whole class saw how effortlessly he maneuvered the
weight. She told the boy not to move and Karolina gave him a massive bicep
shot for emphasis. "POW!" she said. The boy jumped. Karolina walked calmly
back into the room, took a bow in front of the class, shot them a side pec and
tricep pose, ("POW!), put her shirt back on, and sat in her desk still
flexing.

They finished their workout, showered, and dressed for the movies. Neither of
them wore much clothing anymore - now that they were so big. They threw on the
tightest halter tops they had. If there were going to be potential fans at
this show, Adrienne and Karolina wouldn't mind showing them what a couple of
babes looked like. "Most muscular pose!" called out Adrienne. "BOOM!" they
both grunted and hit the pose. "Double-bi!" shouted Karolina. "POW!" and they
smiled as they saw their massive reflections in the mirror. "World Beware!"
they both yelled, as they clapped a high-five. They added a pair of shorts and
sandals to their wardrobe. Nothing else. They were ready to go.

They drove with the top down, of course, because it attracted attention. They
loved flexing for people as they stopped for traffic lights. "Damn!" came the
utterance from the truck driver as he looked down to see Adrienne's massive
arm resting on the edge of the convertible. "That's nothing', Clyde," shouted
Adrienne, "it's not even flexed!," And she formed the boulder that made up her
upper arm. "POW!" she said. "Over 20-inches and growing." "POW!" she said, and
she flexed both guns this time. "Damn!" drooled the driver. And they sped off
leaving him creaming in his pants.

They turned onto the expressway, and moved into position to drive the way they
loved to most - with their tops off, sitting on the rear of the front seat.
That way their bodies were visible. Adrienne maneuvered the steering wheel
with her feet! Every guyl - and some gals - riding down the hi-way, honked at
the muscular duo and they gladly returned the lustful stares with a
pose-a-thon that made them both extremely pumped again. "BOOM!" "POW!" "POW!"
"AND BOOM!" they shouted as the show went on.

'POW!'" She shot a car full of college guys a quick bicep pose, and licked the
mound of flesh to tease them. They screamed and almost lost control of their
car. Adrienne howled! She loved it!

And they drove on to the movie, flexing and yelling all the way. They did
their synchronized posing routine for a busload of passing football players.
"BOOM!" "BOOM!" "POW!" "POW!" "POW!" You could hear the moans and groans as
the players jacked themselves off all the way down the expressway!