Huge Girlie Muscles
By the Elder Barry Erctwo@aol.com 
Lisa Marie is amazing  


HUGE GIRLIE MUSCLES

(Lisa Marie is Amazing)

July 4th 2025, a glorious day that will be remembered and celebrated in
perpetuity if you're Lisa Marie DeMartini; not so much if you're a boy at
Jefferson High School.

High school senior Lisa Marie DeMartini slept fitfully anticipating the
impending gathering of her extended Italian family who were arriving from near
and far to celebrate the nation's birthday. Moments before her 8:00 AM alarm
could go off Lisa awoke bursting with energy and anxious to start the day. She
literally leaped from her bed and starred at herself in her bedroom mirror
above her dresser fully expecting to see the undersized teenage body that was
now and had been hers for her entire life.

SURPRISE: However, something was different, very different. Something had
changed. No, not just something; everything had changed; seemingly for the
better. The night before Lisa had prepared herself for bed as five-foot tall
gadget barely weighing one-hundred -pound. Her burgeoning breasts were brand
new but showed promise.

Inexplicably she awakened possessing a near six-foot-tall amazon-esque body
with generous exquisite gravity defying boobs with rock-hard body-builder type
muscles. Lisa understood the male body builders routinely achieved 20-24-inch
biceps usually topping out at 30" and she giggled to herself knowing that her
new biceps were easily 38" in diameter if not larger. She stared at her arm
and flexed furiously watching as her biceps grew even larger reaching 44" of
peaked mountains of female power.

Her mind focused on her schoolmates and family members who for years had
bullied her and teased her about her puny size ... She was making a list and
mental notes relative to who among them she would pay back first.

She caressed her pulsating right bicep with her left hand shocked by the
firmness and hardness of her muscles. She found herself moaning with ecstatic
pleasure. She knew not from whence her muscular gifts had come nor did she
care. All she cared about was if her new physique was permanent or a temporary
aberration.

It wasn't easy for her but she managed to take her attention away from her
huge biceps and focus on the entirety of her muscular self.

Lisa Marie began to caress her pillowy soft boobs and tweaked her impossibly
erect nipples thrilled by the sensations engendered by her own touch. Her
overly developed pectoral muscles supported her firm breasts preventing even a
hint of sagging and she realized then that she would never have need for a
bra.

Even though Lisa has never been a sun person her massively muscular legs were
Inexplicably a deep golden brown. Her torso crushing thighs were nearly 25"
while her diamond shaped calf muscles appeared to be an almost inconceivable
19" of splendiferous feminine splendor.

Lisa twirled around and around before dropping down to lay on her bed. She
raised each of her legs at ninety-degree angles rubbing and sensually
caressing her strong smooth legs while gently massaging her nether regions
achieving the most powerful and satisfying orgasm of her young life.

"Lisa." The knock on her bedroom door interrupted her reverie. "Are you
decent?" The male voice belonged to Charles her older and larger brother;
well, her once 'larger' brother.

"Oh yeah." Lisa surpassed a laugh. "I'm much more than just decent." She
donned her robe and stood in front of her door anxiously awaiting his reaction
to her stunning metamorphosis.

"How?" Charles starred directly in the eye of his now his six-foot tall
sister. "Damn." The young man was for want of another word 'God-smacked".
"You're as big as me."

"Bigger, much bigger." Lisa Marie allowed her robe to drop to the floor
revealing her overly muscled naked new body. She flexed her biceps
demonstrating to him just how much bigger she was than he.

"Isn't it wonderful." Forty-four-inches of glorious mountains muscles erupted
from her upper arms scarring her brother to his core. "You want to feel them
don't you." She moved her right bicep close to his face.

"Yes." He tentatively reached for her arm and wrapped both of his hands around
her pulsating right bicep unable to fully encompass her breadth. "You're so
hard ... no matter how much I squeeze I can't put a dent in it."

"We need to measure." Lisa reached into her dresser drawer and retrieved a
cloth measuring tape. "Here, you do it."

"For sure." He was as curious as she. "Here goes." He wrapped the tape around
her fully peaked rock-hard bicep and pulled it tight. "Amazing ...
Forty-four-and-one half inches."

"Wow, I was hoping for at least forty." She flexed even harder hoping to
squeeze out another inch or so.

"Now, for my boobs."

"I don't know." He looked askance but proceeded nonetheless. "Damn girl, just
under forty-four-inches.

"I guess I've got some work to do." She laughed as she squeezed her breasts
together making them look even larger. "I can't wait for the family to
arrive."

"Don't show of too much, sis."

"Yeah right."