The Cheerleader Diaries
by The Sabre
Young gymnasts take some super supplements with fantastic results....


Chapter 1 - The Store

Eugene Miller, the owner of Miller Pharmacies, looked up when the doorbell
rang. In ran a line of young gymnasts, ranging the ages of twelve and twenty.
They all piled in giggling and murmuring, as they always did. Eugene was
especially fond of 3:00 PM on Tuesdays - it was when the local gymnastics
team's girls would show up to pick up thir supplements and vitamins.

Being the middle of summer, all the girls were dangerously scantilly clad -
belly shirts accentuated the taut, tight stomachs of the athletes as well as
their sculpted arms. Their breasts, ranging from budding to bursting, looked
firm in their halters. There was a sheen of sweat on all of them - they must
have run over, Eugene figured. Either way it came about, it made their bodies
look fantastic - the older, more muscular girls looked like bronzed goddesses,
their tanned, toned bodies bustling about in the small space. Some of the
girls wore hotpant shorts, which hugged their well rounded glutes like a
second skin. Eugene truly loved 3 PM.

Eugene watched carefully, sure to be looking distracted, as the lithe gymnasts
bounded around the store. The younger girls were all picking up their daily
vitamins, while the older ones usually went with a fat shedding pill like
Hydroxicut. Either way, for the good fifteen minutes or so, he was always
treated to the sight of fit, young, toned bodies gallavanting aound his store.
Eventually, the giggles and small talk were gone as Eugene rang up the last
girl, a strapping, developed beyond her age freshman redhead in a cutoff, very
tight white belly shirt. There was a clear line down her stomach showing her
conditioning and hardness. The girl, Ginny as Eugene had overheard, picked up
her vitamin supplements and a small container of self-bronzer. He watched with
rapt attention as she left, her ass ballooning the lycra stretch-shorts as she
sauntered sexily from the store.

"Ah, you sick old man," he whispered to himself, setting about the task of
shutting down the store. He turned on the news as he always did at closing,
locking the front door and sitting to count out the register. The voice from
the television made him freeze immediately when he heard what they were
talking about.

"There has been a huge recall for EZFit supplements today," the anchor
started, and Eugene remained glued to the television. A graphic came up
showing jars of his best selling supplement line. "The popular supplement
company has requested a complete buyback, along with a severe warning attached
to these products labelled with a shipment date of July 12th. The affected
products have been contaminated by EZFit's subsidiary company, Metatronics,
which does top-secret testing for the government in the area of gene
replacement therapy."

Eugene raced to the near empty aisle, and found one last jar of Hydroxy-cut,
and groaned, slapping his forehead. Clearly labelled on the side was a deliver
date of July 12th.

"Anyone known to have ingested any of the product is being asked to call the
corporate headquarters immediately. With enough time, possibly permanent side
effects can be avoided. Moving on to other news....." the anchor droned on,
but Eugene had already tuned him out. Jesus, every one of those girls had
grabbed jars of EZFit products - and Eugene was afraid all of hem were from
the same delivery. He had to call the number - all of those sweet, young,
ridiculously hot girls might end up hurt, and that would ruin Eugene's
Tuesdays......

Chapter 2 - David's Humiliation

Staci sobbed in her room. David had called her fat at dinner - granted, she
knew she was alittle bit thick, but 'chubby'? The truth was that Staci
practically worshipped david - he was popular at school, a football jock, and
always hung out with the best crowd and the cutest girls at school. She sought
his approval of her gymnastics, but he always just mocked it, saying therewas
nothing to overrated dance as he called it. The fat comment had just been too
much.

Staci decided she was going to call it an early night, probably cry herself to
sleep. She prepared a glass of cold water, and took the packet from Miller's
and stirred it in. She had picked up Hydroxy-Cut, trying to shed a few of the
unwanted pounds that hung from her strong, if slightly overweight, frame. She
gulped the drink down, wanting the effects so badly as she sniffled, her eyes
still welled with tears.

And then it happened. Seconds after swallowing the mixture, Staci's body began
to tingle and tickle in a way it never had before. She got a little scared as
it didn't stop, and then she went to her bed in a torrent of pain. Everywhere
on her body it felt as if she were going to explode. Instantly, large swells
of muscle began to fill up her tshirt weirdly, pumping and pistoning as her
body grew in front of her eyes. Huge biceps swelled on her arms, and her chest
ballooned with thick, steely muscles. Staci moaned as her stomach swelled
outwards. Her hands instinctively went to her stomach for the pain, and she
felt the swollen beach ball settle into ridged valleys and peaks of girl
muscles. And then it was over.

Staci stood, her tshirt ripped in multiple places, and went to her mirror. The
sight astounded her. Her tshirt, which she used as a nightshirt, was plastered
to cartoon-like bulges of muscle. Was this really her body? Staci pinched
herself to make sure it wasn't a dream. Her fingers could not find any loose
skin to pinch herself with on her mountainous arms, so she guessed she was
going to have to buy it. She struck an awkwards muscleman pose, a double
biceps shot, and her tshirt immediately tattered from her swollen physique.

"Fat ...." she whispered, and began to giggle. Looking at her huge, uncovered
muscles, all she could think of was punishing David. She was surely stronger
than him, and she could hurt him now for how he had hurt her earlier. Moving
quickly, excited, Staci rummaged through her drawers. She only had two 'sexy'
pairs of lingerie - she had saved and saved to buy them secretly from the
store in the mall. She found the tiny, black lace thong set and stretched them
a bit to accomadate her new growth. Her forearms rippled with swells of meat,
scaring Stacey slightly with their unfamiliarity. Even after minutes of hard
stretching out, they looked almost non-existant on her newly extremely
muscular young body - posing in the mirror, she giggled as she tensed her
bulbous glutes, swallong the thong in two mounds of striated, thick muscles.
She allowed herself only a few minutes of self admiration, just enough time to
thoroughly amaze and disgust herself by her ungodly physique. But Stacey had
work to do.

"Here I come, David," she giggled, putting her oversized bathrobe over her
alarming physique to catch David off guard. She wanted him to see and fear her
muscles and what they would do to him in short time. She tip toed down the
hallway to her brother's door, and put her ear next to it. He must have been
watching TV, for she heard voices from his room. Stacey grabbed the doorknob
to ease it open, but found it was locked tight.

Irritated that she might miss her shot, Staci grabbed the doorknob and twisted
hard. The locks immediately acquiesced to her strength, warping and popping in
a second. She pushed the door open slowly, quietly, anticipating her revenge
against her brother. She edged around the wall, and was astounded with what
she saw.

David sat in his computer chair, which was jumping and jerking quickly and
randomly. To his left, his large, flat screen was turned to face him, and on
it Staci saw David's well-kept secret - on the screen was a huge, grotesquely
muscled young girl, stark naked and hitting obscene, bloated Muscle Beach
poses while a skinny, tall man hit her doggy style from behind.

The girl's body looked unreal, pumping with hard swimming musculature and
throbbing veins - she definitely had had some chemical help to accompany the
thousands of pounds of weight tossed around in her nineteen years. Her face
was gorgeous, soft with supermodel looks, and Staci guiltily heard the moans
and groans of pleasure softly from the speakers of the television. Her
pouting, cute face was shocking, unnatural atop the rumbling supergirl's
physique that took up the majority of the camera lens - she was absolutely
gigantic and looked carved from living marble. It looked as if someone had cut
and pasted a teen model's head atop a Mr. Olympia's physique, and then added
tiny breasts as an afterthought.

Continuing to watch in morbid fascination, even Staci grew a bit excited by
the combination of hard, gratifying sex and giant, female muscles. The camera
zoomed in and out as the huge bodybuilderette arched her back, bringing her
globes of muscle tits standing upright and rock solid. Staci's hand went to
her mouth involuntairly as the woman groaned loudly, her stomach a giant mass
of bubbly muscles, and began to play with her small nipples. Her chest
trembled, muscles shifting, as she tweaked her breasts, and her mouth opened
in a long groan of pleasue as she was getting filled from behind from the man
who, relatively, looked like a stick. Staci finally unlocked her eyes from the
disgusting sight, only to find her attention relocked onto her brother's large
monitor.

On his computer screen, too, were muscle-girls - David's Window media Player
was spitting out short clips of women bodybuilders and super-muscular
freaksthat barely reached the most wide definition of femininity, their bodies
swelling and rumbling with unnatural mountains and mounds of powerful muscles
as they grunted, smiled, licked their lips and posed sultrily.

Staci gasped as David clicked the mouse, and the monitor showed a young,
tanned girl, bursting with muscles, chained to a wall. It looked like a
torture movie - through the speakers she could hear the musclebound teenager,
grunting and moaning as she writhed against the clamps around her wrists and
ankles. Her body bulged insanely as she continued thrashing, huge muscles
straining as she strove vainly to snap the iron chains. Out of the corner of
the screen loomed a man - he looked big, and Staci gasped again as the man
drove a punishing blow into the young girls stomach. Her thick stomach took
the blow easily, but the man's next punch was to her face. Her head snapped
backwards, and she wailed in pain. The man continued to beat the musclegirl
savagely, eventually bringing in weapons like bats, dismantling the young
beauty's rigid defenses one by one. All this time, David's chair was jerking,
and Staci was frozen, watching the video in rapt attention. Finally the camera
panned out, and the teen musclegirl hung limp in the chains, her face bloody
and her thick muscles covered with angry welts and purple bruises.As an even
younger teen aged girl on the monitor curled in and displayed pool rack, steel
hard abs, Staci spoke.

"I'm not fat, David," she said softly, and David gasped, the chair spinning.
Staci's eyes grew especially wide as she saw his manhood, erect and rigid, in
his hand. It was big, and lubed with hand lotion, as he had apparently been
furiously masturbating to the onslaught of bulging female muscles that
surrounded him.

"Wha... how did you... what," he shouted, scrambling for a shirt to cover
himself with. With a t-shirt over his lap and feeling utterly humiliated, he
glared at Staci in her pink bathrobe. "If you tell ANYONE about this,
Staci....." he began. His words drew to a stop at Staci's movements. He did a
double take as her caught a glijmpse of his little sister's lower leg - it
looked as if she had gigantic calves for an instant, but then the hem of her
bathrobe obscured it from his view.

Staci untied her robe, and let the pink garment float down to her feet. "So
you like muscles on girls, huh, David?" she cooed, and swung one hip
coquetteishly. Her body was a ball of hard girl muscles, all big, striated,
and swollen. Her slightest mopvement put all of the girls flashing by David's
monitor to shame - her body metamorphosed with swells and waves of hard,
rippling meat. Staci brought an arm up and flexed, hard, her bicep swelling
enormously.

"What do you think about mine?" Staci taunted, continuing to show david an
anatomy chart of muscles, all clearly defined, exploding from her joints like
boulders. She hit a lat spread, dwarfing him, and her tiny bra stretched
audibly, containing her flexed girth. Her back was a wide, curving triangle,
increasing her width by nealy two feet. Her chest, young and breastless, had
gelled to form two stone hard globes of mass that treatened to overflow the
cups of the tiny bra. Staci made them jump for David, whose mouth was still
open an his eyes glazed as he watched his younger sister put on her muscle
show. He noticed in a detatched way of disgust that his penis was hardening
uncontrollably, and there was nothing he could do except tear his eyes from
his disgustingly, unnaturally musclebound fifteen year old in front of him,
taunting him with her mind blowing goddesses' physique.

David had never seen so much muscle packed onto a girl - Stace was only five
foot two and must have weighed in at over 170 pounds! David's penis jerked as
Staci awkwardly inflated her body, pumping her thick, unbelievably giant
muscles into a veiny frenzy of unnatural angles and swells on her smallish
frame. Staci concentrated, trying to remember poses, her huge girl muscles
making her movements rigid and awkward. David's penis began to throb, hurting
slightly, but still there was nothing he could do - the muscle just looked
unnatural on her, massive and uncontrollably, disgustingly sexy.

After a few minutes of hard posing, Staci's body was covered with veins and a
sheen of sweat, and she saw the effect she was having on her older brother
now. He was now sweating rivers to match her own, his face red as he gaped,
jaw open, at her vigorous posing display - David's dick was huge, throbbing,
and purple. Staci brought one bulging arm down by David's hard-on, and flexed
it. Staci's arm exploded, and a quirky bulge swelled as her thick, baseball
sized bicep deformed the tight skin of her upper arm, struggling to gain size
in its sausage-like confines. Her arm looked ready to burst as she pumped it,
and thick snakelike veins crept along the pistoning ball of teen muscles.

"Look David, we match," she continued, looking at her brother's hard on,
covered in nearly as many veins as her musclebound, tense biceps muscles.
David was trembling, in fear and intense lust of his grossly overmuscled young
sister. Staci licked her pink lips sultrily, and ran her hand from her tiny,
straining panties up her waffled stomach, slowly, feeling every ridge of her
washboard midsection. She lovingly filled her hands with her bulging, steel
cable tummy.

"Masturbate, David," Staci whispered, her voice low. "You know you've never
seen muscles like these, and never will again - I am the strongest, biggest
girl in the world!" Staci hit a side chest pose, her arms swelling, vein
blasted, and trembling with her continual flexing. She cocked a shoulder just
an inch or two, but the effect on her chest was tremendous - he breasts
swelled, filling with blood as her muscles pumped larger and larger. Now her
muscle tits did spill over the restraining cups, trembling slightly as the
lines and cuts of her pecs changed continually with her expansion. David's
hand began to glide along his shaft, almost against his will. With a girlish
giggle and a flick of one wrist, Staci tore the tiny bra in two, and stood
topless and hopelessly ultra mucular in front of her shaking brother.

"Yeah, look at my muscles, David - " Staci continued in her sexy whisper.
"They're so ..." Staci flexed one huge biceps head, and caressed the nineteen
inch stony mound with her small hand. "....ooooohhh," she sighed, her bicep
fully flexed and roadmapped with thick, cable veins. "....big, and hard,
David.... I'm sooo muscular and strong," she continued, running her hand down
her thick arms to her pumped, bloated chest, running the crevasse between the
two striated, trembling globes of meat and running lightly down her bloated,
muscle distended abdominal wall. David's arm moved quicker, jerkily, as
Staci's amazing musculature continued to grow and swell before his eyes.
Staci's tree trunk thighs were flexed just standing, the cuts inches deep
between the layers of her giant quads. "Aren't I the biggest little sister,
David? Isn't my body huge, aren't my muscles just gigantic? Jerk off to my
huge muscles, David - you know you can't help yourself, do it!"

"This is sick, Staci!" David exploded. "Stop it!" he continued as Staci
slowly, sultrily licked her lips like the superteen on David's monitor and
flexed her stomach. Her abs distended by inches, looking like a rack of
cueballs, stretching her tiny panties across the rocky landscape of her lower
abdominal wall.

"No, David," she whispered, spreading her lats wide like batwings, "What's
sick is that you have a boner from your sister," David tried to stand,
furious, and get out of the way of his hulking sister. He was so embarrassed
by his uncontrollable, now painfully pumping manhood. Covering it, David shot
to the left - Staci, however, moved incredibly quickly for her ballooned size,
and cut him off. She flexed a huge biceps head as a warning, inches from his
face, and David moaned and fell back in the chair. Staci brought her
trembling, giant biceps down to his eye level - it eclipsed his head it was so
big, a honeydew sized lump atop her arm.

"Please, Staci, it hurts so bad," he groaned, crying and pointing between his
legs. "It's never been hard this long..... oooowwww....."

Staci stood inches from David, and glanced down at his cock. She took a small,
coquettish step back, because the squared, bulging shelf of her chest topped
by pointed, thimble sized nipples, blocked everything from view. Her brother
was big, and rigid, and his penis jumped strangely every few seconds. She
decided enough was enough, and went for the finisher.

"Watch this, big brother," she said gutterally, and faced him straight on. Her
rounded, shiny stomach actually brushed his face with her breathing she was so
close, and David gasped slightly, moaning, at the hot proximity of his super
muscular sister.

She swung her arms backward, ballooning her wide back, and went into a
earthshaking crab pose. Every muscle on her tiny, overextended frame exploded,
and her neck was lost in thick trapezius muscles which reached her ears. She
was scary, grotesquely huge and musclebound - David did not see one inch of
her body that wasn't quivering with plates of teen meat.

"Staci...." David whined, "stop, please, I can't take anymore....owwwww..."

"Shut up," Staci said through gritted teeth. "There's nothing you can do to
stop me," she huffed slightly, the continuous flex beginning to painfully lock
up her throbbing, veined mounds of meat. "My muscles are getting bigger by the
INSTANT" a mist came from her pink-lipped mouth as a grimace came across her
face. David was trembling, his cock waving wildly in the air, and openly
crying now. Fear, lust and disgust battled in his mind as his little, teenaged
sister prolonged his tortuous erection by showing the most massive, unnatural,
unbelievably HUGE muscles David had ever seen. Her body was armor plated,
veins pulsed every inch of her tanned skin, rounded globes and mounds of
muscle poking out all over Staci's physique. Her chest muscles were actually
vibrating, and her arms were ridiculous - canteloupe sized bluges marked the
interior, and her forearms were ropes of Popeye-like muscles.

As she continued to grow, muscles pumping, Staci began to whine
uncontrollably. Tears ran from her eyes as she continued flexing for David,
transforming her already formidable bodybuilder's physique from impressive to
impossible. She wanted to finish david, embarass and humiliate him by forcing
him to cum, just from staring at her thick, powerful young body. She was
turned on in a way she had never been before - her new muscles, packed on her
body like football pads, gave her power, control, over men. Staci put every
effort she could into pumping her ridiculopusly huge muscles uinto a fury -
she was wet with the ideas of toatal muscular domination - and she planned to
carry it out on her own brothrer. Despite the growing, sharp pains of her
ferocious flexing, she felt a warmth spread in her bikini bottoms.
"Owwwww......ummmnhh...." Staci moaned erotically, and she could flex no more.
Her entire body was rock solid, carved, striated, and exploding with muscles
and large prominent veins. Before him, David had his fantasy fulfilled - just
inches from his face stood the biggest, strongest, most muscular girl he had
ever seen - and he had seen a lot. His manhood throbbed painfully, waving in
the air, hurting more and more with each passing second.

David was screaming, and then it was all over. He sprayed cum for feet,
splashing Staci's giant leg with his juices. It seemed he would never stop,
Staci watched amazed, as more and more jism flew from between his legs. David
shook all over, moaning and crying in utter lack of control and embarassment,
as his pumping penis emptied itself in front of his amazingly developed
'little' sister. She looked down to see his juices dripping from her bulging,
barrell thigh. It disgusted her, but was also satisfying in that strange way.

She had pumped every muscle in her body into unnatural, explosive swollen
growth,, and she liked the way she looked right now - her body was bubble and
bulge upon each other, thick, sweat slicked mountains of her muscles sliding
under her paper thin skin. She loved the veins that spread like spiderwebs
from her joints to feed the giant, engorged mounds of incredible girl meat
that packed in on every inch of her young body. She, and her new bodybuilder's
dream of a physique, had punished her brother - punished david for his 'fat'
comments, and ironically enough, the thing he whacked off to daily had proven
his demise. Her muscles had made a man ejaculate, no touching, just flexing
their wonderous size and hardness. Staci relished the thought of using her
muscles to dominate men, and maybe even worship her amazing teen muscles,
while she pumped them into raging hardness and size.

Looking down, she saw David was shaking, his face red and eyes cast down in
shame. "Lick it off, David," she said sweetly, and flexed her quad. Her leg
swelled and ballooned, thick strips of thigh muscle overlapping and rippling.
She laughed as David put his tongue to her gargantuan, granite thigh,
finalzing his humiliation by cleaning her. She wondered with a giggle at the
tickle of David's tongue against her granite quads what her Daddy would think
about her new body .....