The Seeds
By Rick Powers
A young woman receives a wonderful gift from her old auntie.


Emily stared at the note in her hand for a few seconds more before regarding
the small pile of seeds in the envelope. She carefully turned the envelope
over and looked once more at the name of the sender. No doubt about it, it had
been sent to her by her Aunt Eudora. She would recognize that handwriting
anywhere. But everything else about it was mysterious.

First, it was postmarked Bora Bora. Emily didn't even realize that Auntie Dora
was in the South Pacific these days. Although Eudora was in her early sixties,
it was hard to keep up with her and her adventuring. So she very well could
have been in Bora Bora for all she knew.

But then there was the content of the envelope. A small note and a pile of
seeds that were slightly smaller than pumpkin seeds and had a greenish tint.
The note didn't explain much either: "Dear Emily, I have so much to share with
you from my recent explorations in the South Pacific. I'll be stopping by in a
week or so. In the mean time, could you plant these seeds? These are a new
variety that I've only found on one island. A most amazing place. But I'll
tell you all about it when I come to visit. You can plant these seeds
anywhere. Give them some water and a little bit of light and they'll grow like
magic! Love, Auntie Dora"

Emily shrugged her thin shoulders, "Oh you are a crazy one Auntie Dora," she
muttered to herself. But she was also very loving and generous. She was able
to travel because she had practically unlimited funds from huge inheritances
and she never was shy about sharing some of her money with her favorite niece.

Emily spent the next few hours gathering the planting soil and pots to carry
out her aunt's directions. The thirty pound bag of potting soil that she
bought was just a little too heavy for her to carry from her car. She had to
open it her trunk and start scooping it into the individual pots and then
carry them one at a time into her little apartment.

Emily had the hours to spend on the project because she was on winter break
from her high school teaching job. On the other hand, she thought, it IS
winter. Will these seeds even grow at all until spring? But she dutifully
planted each one it it's own pot and set them around her rooms and gave them a
little drink of water. Afterwards she became engrossed in a movie and then
made dinner and pretty much forgot about her aunt's 'science experiment.'

The next morning, she awoke and immediately noticed the pot she had on her
nightstand. The seed had indeed sprouted overnight and had even grown about
four inches! She bolted out of bed and checked the other pots. Each one was
having similar results. Maybe these seeds were magic, after all!

Emily went about her daily chores and activities like usual and ignored the
new plants. She did remember later in the day to give each one another drink
of water before she left to get together with some friends for dinner. By the
time she got home she was exhausted and went straight to bed.

The next day, she slowly opened her eyes to check on her herbal roommate and
was startled again by its growth. She got out a measuring tape and found that
it was 8 inches high. It was also developing quite a few dark green leaves.

"This is so weird," she mused, "but I know that there's no such thing as magic
seeds!"

She decided to call her friend Matt and get his opinion. Matt and she were
hired at the same time, eight years ago. While she taught in the English
department, he was in the Science department, mostly teaching Biology and
Earth Science. "Maybe he'll have a logical explanation."

Matt was intrigued to say the least, but he wasn't free for another couple of
days. "Just don't let those little monsters take over the place until I get
there, okay?" he jokingly said. "Meanwhile, I'll see what I can find with a
little bit of internet research."

Cold comfort for Emily. Each day brought another four inches of new growth in
height and lots more new leaves. She continued watering and measuring the
plants, and waiting for either Matt to call back or Aunt Eudora to come to her
rescue.

After six days of continual growth, the plants were two feet tall and nearly
that wide. Her whole apartment seemed to be covered in foliage. As she
prepared for sleep that night, she looked at her plant friends and
absentmindedly said, "You guys are growing so big, I wish I could do that,
too." She looked at her reflection in her bedroom mirror and studied her
image. She was dressed in a flannel nightie that reached down to her knees.
But even the thick cloth could not hide her skinny body and flat chest. She
was almost six feet tall, but still only weighed in at 115 pounds.

Emily sighed and went through the apartment watering her 'little monsters' as
Matt called them. Matt! Oh yeah, Emily remembered, he should be coming over
the next day. "I sure hope he has some answers for me," she said as she gently
stroked some of the leaves on the plant next to her bed.

The next morning, Emily awoke to another surprise. The plants had grown like
before, but now some of them were also going to seed. Usually plants don't do
that for weeks or months. But sure enough, Emily could see that some leaves
had matured so much that they were falling off and the plants were producing
seeds.

Matt arrived a couple of hours later and was amazed at the plants. He found it
hard to believe that they were only one week old. "I've never seen anything
like this in my life! And I can't find any information about these plants. Is
this some kind of practical joke your aunt is pulling on you?"

"Auntie Dora has done lots of things, but she's never pulled a practical joke
on me. Could they radioactive? An alien species?"

"Well, at least they don't have giant seed pods yet," Matt joked. "I'd like to
take some of these leaves to a friend at a nearby university. Maybe he can
tell us more."

"No need for that."

Matt and Emily both spun around to see who had just walked into the room. It
was a tall woman with wavy black hair wearing a heavy winter coat. She was
just as tall as Emily and looked to be in her late 30' or early 40's.

"I can tell you all about them."

"Aunt Dora?" Emily cried, "Oh my goodness!" She rushed to greet her aunt with
a big hug.

"Emily!" Eudora returned the hug, "It's been so long." She separated enough to
get a good look at her niece. "You're still the spitting image of your
mother." Then she turned to Matt, "And you are ...?"

"Matt," he said extending his hand, "Matt Noonan."

"Nice to meet you, Matt." Eudora said as she took his hand and smiled at the
younger man. "But what I really meant was ... husband? Boyfriend? Significant
other?"

Matt blushed a deep red. He really liked Emily and although they were both
single, they had never got their relationship past the professional stage. "No
... umm ... colleague."

Eudora squeezed Matt's hand just a little bit harder than he was expecting.
She watched his reaction with interest. "Well, nice to meet one of Emily's
fellow teachers." Then she turned, as if noticing the plants for the first
time. "Oh Emmi! The plants look so good, so healthy." She caressed the leaves
with a little smile on her lips, like she was fawning over a pet dog.

"Well they practically grew themselves. All I did was add water. So what
gives, Auntie? What kind of plant are these and why the big secret?"

Eudora looked at Matt, "It looks like Emmi has sought your advice, so it seems
that she trusts you. That's good enough for me. Are you interested in staying
for a while, Mr. Noonan?"

"Well, now you've got my scientific curiosity all buzzing. I wouldn't miss
this for the world."

"Good, I'm glad that you're here," Aunt Dora said as she casually, but gently,
stripped some of the new seeds off of a nearby plant. "Try these seeds," she
said handing six seeds to Matt, "tell me what they taste like. Oh, it's okay,
they're not at all toxic."

Matt gingerly placed the seeds in his mouth and sucked on them and them bit
into them as Aunt Dora began her story.

"I stumbled upon an entry in a ship's log about a strange incident on a tiny
island in the South Pacific. It told of a tribe of monkeys that were native to
the island, but were a matriarchal society. I was fascinated and I had plenty
of time on my hands, so I embarked on a quest for the island. I finally found
it and took enough provisions to last a year. I set up my camp and proceeded
to explore the island.

"I didn't find the monkeys. They found me. About a month after arriving, I was
careless and tripped on a log, which sent me falling and rolling down a steep
hill. I was pretty badly banged up and must have lost consciousness. The next
thing I know, I was 50 feet up in a tree being tended to by a group of
monkeys. How I got there was a mystery. There were no signs of other people
and these monkeys were not very large, barely the size of a beagle.

"They were treating my gashes with banana leaves soaked in some oil, and
trying to feed me some dark green leaves. It looked like spinach, and I hated
spinach, but I was in no position to argue. The banana leaves and the spinach
did the trick faster than I thought possible and in a couple of hours I had
totally recovered. But I still had the problem of getting down out of the
tree.

"My new friends tried to motion to me to follow them, but I was terrified.
Somehow they understood. Several of them swung off while the others stayed
with me. Moments later they returned with more leaves, which they offered to
me. Again, I ate the leaves, but this time, I couldn't believe what they did
to me. Suffice it to say, I was able to follow the group of monkeys down from
the tree. And then up another tree and then swinging like I was Tarzan or
something! It all seemed so easy!

"Suddenly, they all stopped and dropped to the ground. There was a group of
monkeys already there. With a closer look, I saw that these were the males of
the tribe. The ones with me were all females. The females began walking around
behind the seated males and waving their arms and vocalizing, trying to get
the males' attention. Then they started lifting rocks, big rocks, like they
were showing off for the males. They were especially interested in the biggest
boy. Finally one of the girls lifted a rock the size of a loveseat. When she
dropped it the ground shook! Next thing I know, the big guy is walking off to
the bushes with this female.

"I realized then that it was the monkeys that had carried me up to the tree.
Some of the other monkeys were pairing off, leaving a few females behind with
me. Out of curiosity, I attempted to lift some of the rocks, too. To my
surprise, I was able to lift all of them except for the biggest rocks. I
couldn't believe my strength!

"In a flash all of the monkeys disappeared in various directions, leaving me
alone. I found my way back to camp, and used my new strength to build a better
shelter and spruce things up a bit. But after about twelve hours, the strength
started fading, and I returned to normal. Or so I thought.

"It took another week before I had contact with the tribe again. But I watched
them carefully and built their trust in me and finally found out where they
were getting the leaves. That's when I discovered these marvelous plants.

"Although the incredible strength wears off after a while, I found that if I
did some strenuous exercises while enhanced, my normal strength increased as
well. So I spent most of last year living on the island and 'working out'."
She finished her story by shrugging her heavy winter coat off.

Emily and Matt were stunned. In the back of her mind, Emily kept trying to
remind herself that her Aunt Eudora, although not as old as her mother, should
still be about 62 years old. But the woman standing in her apartment looked
like anything but a 60 year old woman. She was wearing tight black pants that
showed off her muscular thighs as well as her tiny waist. She had a short
sleeve polo shirt tucked at the waist and tenting out noticeably up top. The
shirt was buttoned up and no cleavage was showing, but from the strain on the
front of the shirt, it was clear that it hid plenty. Her sleeves were filled
with defined biceps and triceps. Not overly muscular, but definitely strong
looking. She could have been a thirty-something fitness champion.

"Wow." It as all that Emily could say. She was thinking lots more thoughts
than that, but all that came out was, "Wow."

Matt sat speechless, his eyes fixed on the older woman, his pupils dilating
slightly. Aunt Dora took note of that as well. She walked over to the stool
that Matt was sitting on.

Dora stood close to Matt and smiled down at him, "How are those seeds I gave
you, Matt?"

Matt looked nervously at Emily, "They're ... they're, you know, okay. They,
ahem, didn't taste like much, maybe a hint of cinnamon ..." His voice trailed
off and he pulled at his collar, "Is it hot in here all of a sudden, or is it
me?" he laughed, attempting to break the spell that it seemed Eudora was
trying to cast on him.

"It's you," Eudora calmly replied, still smiling at him. "The females of the
tribe would give their males some seeds when they wanted to mate. They're sort
of like Viagra ... on speed. It would help prepare them. And protect them."

"Protect them?" Emily sounded concerned, not quite sure of where her aunt was
going with this. "Why didn't they just eat the leaves, like the females?"

Aunt Dora turned away to talk to Emily, "It turns out the leaves didn't do
anything for males. They had no effect on them. But the seeds ..."

"Did the ... ahem ... seeds make the ... the ... males ... stronger?" Matt was
finding it harder and harder to think, let alone talk.

She turned back to Matt and regarded him for a second. " In places. Tell me
Mr. Noonan, what do you think of powerful women?"

"Pow ... powerful ...?"

"Yes. Physically powerful. Powerful enough to say ... " she reached down and
grasped one leg of the stool with one hand, " ... pick you up with one hand,"
she smoothly lifted the stool and the large man up off the ground, "without
even straining." She held him at arm's length, shoulder high. Her shy smile
never left her face.

Matt grabbed onto the sides of the stool. He couldn't believe what was
happening. Emily stared at her aunt's arm, firm as a rock, not straining or
shaking. Suddenly, there was a small ripping sound. Emily looked around for
the source of the sound. She looked at Aunt Dora's sleeve, but it hadn't
expanded anymore than before.

But Matt not only heard the ripping sound, he felt where it was coming from.
He was afraid to let go of the stool, and yet afraid of what was happening in
his pants.

"And Matt," Eudora continued, bring her other arm up, "what do you think of
muscles on a woman?" Eudora began to lift her other hand and slowly began to
flex her rock hard bicep. And Matt followed along in time.

Clothes designed for casual wear are just not cut out for the kind of pressure
that Matt's cock was now applying. Without bothering to wait for the zipper to
be opened, a huge, hard penis erupted out of Matt's crotch. Hard as in, you
could hammer nails with this thing. As in, if you put it in a vise, the jaws
of the vice might crack first.

Matt desperately let go with one hand to try to cover himself. But when he
touched himself, his super cock responded by growing even larger.

"My dear, Emily," Aunt Dora said, as she flexed her arm a few more times,
while Matt did his best not to look, "there are two types of men in this
world. Men who hate powerful, muscular women, and men who are incredibly
attracted to it. Those who hate it do so probably out of fear, fear that they
may lose their place in society, fear that they may lose their reason to
exist. But men like Matt here, they have no fear of muscles on a lady and find
out that they actually desire it."

Matt was fully aware of this fact himself. It was one of the reasons that he
hardly dated. It was so hard to find women who fulfilled his image of what
femininity really meant.

"Perhaps, it's time you ate some of my spinach leaves, my dear. This poor
young man is about to explode." Eudora set Matt back down with this warning,
"Don't go anywhere. I think you're going to like this part." Then she turned
to the nearest plant and swiftly plucked off ten leaves. She compressed them
down to the size of a large vitamin pill and presented it to Emily, "Open
wide!"

Matt was overcome by his embarrassing hard-on and turned his lower body away
from the two women. But he couldn't bring himself to tear his eyes off the
equally surprised and embarrassed Emily, who swallowed Dora's makeshift
vitamin pill whole.

Emily was stunned by the feelings that started going through her body,
starting with her stomach. Only logical, she thought, since that's where the
spinach landed. But soon her whole body felt like it was expanding from the
inside out. "Aunt Dora," she gasped as she stared out into space, trying to
reign in the feelings rushing through her, "is this ... is this what it feels
like?"

"Oh, yeah, sweetie," her aunt replied. "Sorry I didn't warn you, but there's
really no way of explaining it short of experiencing it."

Emily was certainly experiencing it first hand. She watched in awe as her
formally flat chest began sprouting boobs, REAL BOOBS!! The long sleeve
t-shirt she had on that morning started lifting and stretching, the sleeves
were tightening around her arms. She hadn't worn a bra this day, she thought
she had one tucked in the back of her underwear drawer, but she wasn't sure
anymore, just her usual 'strap-em-down-tight' sports bra. But cotton and lycra
can only take so much stretching. As her tits expanded beyond belief, the poor
sports bra gave up the ghost. The front of her shirt was not far behind.

Tiny rips appeared in the fabric of the shirt in the middle of the rapidly
expanding chest region and down the sides where the muscles from her back and
shoulders were conspiring to burst free of any restraints. Her jeans were
faring no better and she actually felt some relief when the seams long the
sides began to split open. But the ripping continued unabated.

Soon there was little clothing covering major portions of her now hugely
muscled body. Her breasts, nearly the size of volleyballs rode up and down on
her thick, power packed pecs, mesmerizing Matt who had been silent while
taking all of this in.

Emily hadn't grown any taller, so her massive muscles looked even larger to
Matt. With the slightest effort, Emily tore the tattered remnants of her shirt
and sports bra and tossed them aside. She was so engrossed with her magical
growth that she even forgot that Matt was in the apartment. She stared at her
gigantic breasts and huge arms and then brought her hands up into a double
bicep flex. Each of her muscle bloated arms were easily the size of a
cantaloupe. Suddenly a glob of white liquid splattered on her right tit.

"Sor ... sorry ... I just ... just ... couldn't ... stop myself ..." Matt
looked away, trying to hide his still rock solid erection, totally humiliated
by his involuntary reaction to his fantasy woman come to life in front of him.

"This body, these muscles," Emily spoke slowly trying to understand, "my
muscles ... this is attractive to you?" She cautiously approached her
colleague, while wiping off his ejaculation and trying a taste.

The nearness of her and the sight of her tasting his jism was almost too much
for him again, but he clamped tightly on the tip of his 11 incher and stopped
himself from another embarrassing explosion. "Uh, yeah," Matt said, looking
downward, "like incredibly so."

Emily moved in closer, "Would you like to ... touch me?"

Matt released his throbbing manhood and reached one trembling hand toward the
super woman's arm. She felt electric currents running through her powerful
body wherever he toughed her. She almost had several orgasms while just
standing there. Slowly, she reciprocated, unbuttoning his shirt and stripping
it off him. The seeds had even enhanced other parts of his physique a little
as well, including an upper body that looked like a male underwear model would
have.

And then there was his cock! Emily's hands traced their way down to his belt.
"Maybe we should take these off," she said as she flexed her pecs slightly
while Matt's fingers played across the expanse of her chest, "wouldn't want to
tear another hole, right? Maybe I can sew them for you."

Emily was fumbling with the belt and the button and the zipper until she said,
"Fuck it." And pulled his pants apart with a seemingly gentle tug.

"Well, I've got some errands to run." Eudora was covered again by her winter
coat and was standing by the door. Emily and Matt suddenly remembered that she
was still there. "I'll be back tomorrow to check on you two." She stopped as
she reached for the door knob, "By the way, Matt, the males of the tribe use
the seeds to make themselves super hard for an hour or so to be able to stand
up to the strength of the females. But then, they only eat one seed at a time.
Try to be gentle with my favorite niece.

"Oh, and remember, Emmie, the stuff wears off in 12 hours. Try and be gentle
with my new friend. Who knows, if there's anything left tomorrow, I may like a
go at him myself." She smiled, winked, and left.

Their hands reached out first, then their eyes met. Then finally, gently, as
Auntie Dora reminded them, their lips met. The kiss continued as their bodies
slowly melted into each other, the kiss they had waited so many years for.

"You have any plans for today?" Emily managed to ask.

"Grading papers, getting together with some buds to watch football. You doing
anything?"

"I've only got one thing on my list," she smiled as she scooped Matt up in her
mighty arms and walked into the bedroom, "and time's a-wasting."

The End.

Questions? Comments? You can email Rick Powers at Power_Co@hotmail.com