Tammy stole my girlfriend.
By Smog.



Al and his girlfriend, Susan, were at the gym doing their daily routine. Susan
had gone to the rest-room and was just coming back out, when a girl approached
her and started talking to her. Al noticed that and he thought he knew the
girl, but could not quite place her. She was very muscular and he had never
known anyone like that, but her face reminded me of an old girlfriend of his,
Tammy. As he got closer to the two girls he could see that it was his old
girlfriend but in his mind he could not believe it was her. This Tammy was
wearing an outfit that almost seemed ready to explode holding in the huge
muscles bulging and dancing under the tight fabric. As he looked at the two
women talking, he found that Tammy was flirting with his girlfriend, and went
over to them. "Hey there Tammy, so you've been pumping some iron and now
you're trying to seduce my girlfriend." Even as he said it Al wasn't sure he
believed what he said. No one could put on the size and definition that Tammy
had in the year she had been gone without some illegal help. Even any steroid
Al had ever heard of could not have achieved results like this. Maybe she had
some new drug, but that
didn't make it any more right. "We don't want whatever drugs you are taking in
this gym," Al concluded, his voice making it plain no discussion was needed.

"Why don't we let the girl here herself make that decision, Al," Tammy
replied. If she was nervous about being confronted like this she gave no hint
of it. "In fact why don't you help show me what I'm capable of. Let's see if
you can lift this bar over here."

Al looked at the bench bar Tammy had pointed at. Doing some quick arithmetic
he added the bar to be at 400 pounds. A high amount but something he could
handle. He didn't know what Tammy was trying to prove, no matter how big she
was she was still a woman and probably a hundred pounds smaller

than Al. Maybe this would be a way to discredit her, Al thought. "All right
I'll show you what real muscle can do," Al said as he slipped under the bar.
Grunting under the heavy load Al pushed the weight up and down for 5 hard
reps. His big muscles bulged with the effort. He clanked the weight back onto
the rack with enthusiasm, sure he had upstaged Tammy. "Okay your turn," Al
crowed. "That's if you're man enough." He laughed at his joke and got off the
bench motioning for Tammy to come over and give it a try.

Tammy walked over behind the bar. "Not bad, for a man," she replied. "But to
have any real muscle and strength anymore, it takes a woman nowadays." As Al
watched in disbelief Tammy gripped the bar and curled it to her chest. Her

biceps ballooned to immense proportions and the T-shirt ripped audibly to
accommodate them. She continued to pump the bar to her chest. "You see
wimpy-girl, what a real woman can do with a little help. Much more than any
mere man is capable of. Look at him, he's dumbfounded." As she talked she
curled the weight another ten times. Her arms pumping even more, the veins
filling with blood. Al was mesmerized as he watched this impossible act. Her
arm surged with power, her huge biceps threatening to grow larger than her head.
Her chest heaved and the nipples stood out noticeably. Her entire body tensed
as she continued to pump the weight. She began to grunt with effort but
managed to pump out another 10 reps. Then she set the bar back on the rack
and flexed her arms in a double bicep pose. Al felt himself grow hard at the
sight of her super strong, sexy body. She shook out her arms and walked over
to Al's girlfriend.

Tammy slides over and stands very close to Susan. She gets up on her toes,
which makes her calves bloat out putting a strain on the leather boots she is
wearing. "Just look at all these hard muscles I have!" she whispers in Susan's
ear while lifting her arm and flexing her enormous bicep. "They are bigger and
harder than any boy muscles! Would you not like to touch and feel these huge
hard muscles of mine?" She flexes and relaxes her bicep a couple of times
right in front of Susan's eyes and Al can see Susan is getting confused.
Susan's hand trembles and starts to move upwards, towards the hulking bicep
that Tammy is displaying just inches away from Susan's eyes. Instead of
feeling Tammy's bicep, Susan, in one swift motion, puts both her hands on
Tammy's chest and pushes. But to her surprise Tammy does not budge and Susan's
hands starts to roam the black spandex that contains the steely plates of
muscle that is Tammy's pecs. "Uuuhhhmmm!" Tammy moans with her eyes half
closed, "a little lower baby! Does my breast feel good to you?" Susan's eyes
meet Tammy's, but she does not make a sound. Instead her hand finds its way to
Tammy's upper arm that hangs out from her body at a 45 degree angle. "Feel the
power baby!" Tammy whispers in Susan's ear, "feel how huge and hard my muscles
are! Have you ever felt muscles like these on a boy? No, of course not, no boy
has muscles like mine. How do my muscles feel compared to your boyfriends over
there, huh?" Tammy now presses her body up against Susan making her now hard
nipples poke Susan's body. Susan's hands are all over Tammy's hard muscled
body and she has started to moan a little. "Let me feel your little girlie
muscles!" Tammy whispers and starts to caress Susan's upper arm. "Not much
there huh? Flex for me!" Susan starts to flex her bicep as in a daze. Her
biceps are not big, but they definitely show. Tammy looks at Susan and smile.
"Just you take it easy and look here. Look at our arms next to each other.
Yours is so thin." "It's not thin!" Susan protested quickly. "Oh yes it is.
Compared to mine anyway!" she said while raising her eyebrow. "What are they?
13 inches? Mine is 24 inches! Don't worry. I think it's really cute."

The sight of the two girls has made Al all hot, and he is just standing there,
mouth wide open, staring at them while his cock is making a tent out of his
trousers. Tammy opens her eyes and looks at him with a wicked smile. "Looks
like your girlfriend here likes me, huh boy!" she sais, "but what about you?""
She reaches out and grabs Al's throbbing dick. "You do like it," she said with
a little smile on her lips. He simply looked uncomfortable and shifted his
hips, trying to move his crotch from under her hand. But she didn't let him.
She scooted

over, right up against Al, and rubbed her hand up and down on his penis a few
times. "I can tell you like it, you're already hard," she whispered. "I'm hard
because you're rubbing my crotch," Al whispered. "No, you were already getting
hard from looking at me. You like muscles on a woman, admit it." She then
said. He remained silent, just looking down at this muscle girls smiling face.
Then she took his hand and places it on top of her unflexed bicep. "See how
big my muscle is? Feel it!" She put his hand on top of her huge biceps. "And
feel how big and hard it gets when I flex it." Tammy then flexed her bicep,
making it balloon to unseen proportions.

"OH MY GOD! That MUSCLE!! It's so HUGE! And it's as hard as steel!" Al cried
out in shock. "Uhm, yes I know!" Tammy said and licked her lips while flexing
harder making the bicep rise even more. "I am getting all hot from this." At
that time Susan's hands took the tour down Tammy's pecs from standing behind
her, feeling those iron plates of steel and eventually cupping her small but
firm breasts, caressing them. Tammy started to moan a little and her hands
went behind my neck, making her awesome biceps bulge against my cheeks. "Kiss
my muscles, little man!" she whispers to him and tightens the grip around his
neck a little. Al could do nothing but obey her and turned his head and
started to kiss and lick Tammy's huge, bulging bicep. "Uhhmm! That feels so
good!" she whispers, her eyes half closed.

Tammy then brought her arms down and laid her hands upon Susan's as she is
cupping her breasts. Susan's arms got caught in a tight grip between Tammy's
swelling biceps and her heavy lats that started to fan out. Her back was
getting so broad that Susan's arms were forced outwards and she was being
crushed against Tammy's bulging back muscles. "Ooofff!!" she gasped and Tammy
released her. Then she pulls back from Susan who is now lost in lust for
Tammy's muscles and in one swift motion hoists Al up over her head. His body
is now being held high over Tammy's head, her upper body exploding with huge
hard muscles. Susan screams in both fear and delight at the sight.

Tammy held Al with a tight grip on his neck and his penis. She then laid him
across her broad shoulders, putting some pressure on his body, making it arch
backwards, while she started to moan in sexual delight. The mixture of sexual
pleasure and pain exploded in his brain and he was yelling and moaning. While
Al was held high, Susan was caressing Tammy´s huge biceps with her hands and
her tongue sensuously, lost within the greatness of its muscularity. Tammy
apparently likes to have him placed like this, likes to make him shout and
cry, just by using her massive, strong muscles, driving herself into a state
of uncontrollably sexual lust, that she almost losses all self control. Harder
and harder she stretch and arch his body laying across her muscular, wide
shoulders, while she holds his penis in a strong grip. She stands like a true
Amazon Queen, holding her man completely pacified and beaten, his only task to
serve and pleasure her. She looks at her self in a mirror, growling and
moaning of sexual pleasure the impressive sight gives her. Even though Al is
both taller and heavier than she is, she is so much stronger than him, that
there's no point in fighting against her muscles. "Ohh god!" He moans in
distress as the pain and the pleasure is getting unbearable, but just as he is
about to shoot his load, Tammy crushes his dick hard, laughing, making him
scream out in pain. She then throws me on the floor like a towel. Al, lying on
the floor, just stared up at her. She smiled a wicked little smile, soaking in
the dominant position she was now in. She had won, but he had not been any
match for her from the start.

Tammy turned to Susan and pumped her right bicep, her left hand resting on her
hip. She was watching the expression on Susan's face. "You like my muscles,
don't you? Come!" she said, "lets go get better acquainted!" Then the two
girls left the gym hand in hand with Al laying on the floor sobbing.

The end.