Kiana's Appeal for Flexing by Robert Adam Morrison A fitness show host hides a great secret from her audience. Send Comments/Story Ideas to: alpha_cent@hotmail.com Homepage: http://www.fortunecity.com/rivendell/perilith/478 Author's Note: This is a parody: no harm is intended. This story contains explicit sexual content, and, as such, should not be viewed by minors. Kiana's Appeal for Flexing by Robert Adam Morrison `Come on, keep it going!' Kiana said as she stepped on and off the step. Her tight and firm body was adorned only by a two piece yellow sports suit. She beamed into the camera lens. To either side of her a flunky kept in step: a muscular and attractive girl on one side and a tall and brown-eyed man to the other. Despite their seemingly greater physiques, they both had difficulties keeping in step with Kiana. After a minute more of stepping, with variations in tempo, Kiana signalled for a stop. `That's it for this exercise.' She said. `Remember, it's not about keeping up, it's about endurance.' `And, cut!' squaked the director. The crew began to shuffle around, and the post-filming murmur began. Flunkies and gophers ran about. `Great bit, Kiana!' said the director as he walked up to Kiana. `Stop it!' she replied. `You make it sound like we're doing a comedy show.' `Ms. Richards!' a young woman said, stepping up to Kiana. `Could you please sign my book! I'm a big fan!' `Of course.' Kiana said as she signed the small booklet that was thrust at her. `When can we get filming the next exercise?' demanded the director. `Later.' Kiana answered. `I have to relax first.' Kiana ran toward her trailer. She was about to reach for the door handle, when she noticed the deep eyed black- skinned gentleman standing beside the back of the trailer. He was about six and a half feet tall, with wide and well-muscled limbs. He wore a white t-shirt and dockers. His handsome face smiled wide as he gazed at Kiana. `Kiana Richards?' he asked with a baritone voice. `I'm one of your biggest fans! My name is Donald Featherstone.' `Nice to meet you, Don!' Kiana smiled back. `What brings you here? Not just to see me? We can always use some talent.' `I'm just here to admire you.' `Huh! Wish I could always get that kind of flattery. Care to come in?' Kiana pointed to her trailer. `Sure!' Kiana led Don into her trailer. It had a well-furnished and comfortable interior, including a bed, couch and kitchen. Kiana's pictures were hung on the walls, as well as the odd photo of friends and family that were tacked up. Kiana sat down on a reclining chair, and motioned for Don to do the same. `So, what do you do for a living, Don?' she asked. `I'm a computer graphics designer.' He replied, sitting down. `I work for a small firm in Boulder. I came here to admire you.' `Is that all you can think of?' Kiana queried. `Admiring me? Can't blame you.' Kiana leant over to Don, and lay a hand across his knee. She smiled perkily and gazed into his eyes. `What do you like about me the most?' `Your physique.' Don quipped. `Your tight and firm body is very impressive. Also, your cheery composure.' `Ooh. You're good! I'm surprised you haven't been snatched up already!' `The truth is,' Don fessed up, `I already am. My girlfriend Beatrice doesn't know I'm here.' `You're going to great lengths. Got a picture of her?' Don pulled out his wallet and produced a small but noticable snapshot of a black woman in her mid twenties, standing on a stage. She was in a pink posing suit, giving the photographer the full view of her bulging biceps. Her body was highly muscled and ripped. `Nice.' Kiana noted. `She seems to be very strong.' `Yes. I guess that's what attracted me to her.' `Yet, you're still attracted to me.' Don turned and gazed at her. `Well... yes. I mean, you are so attractive. Yet, you're not extremely muscled.' Kiana stood up, paced a few steps, and turned around to face Don. `Want to see a surprise, Don?' `What do you mean?' Don asked. `I have a few secrets; things that you don't see on screen. I think I'll show you. I need to stretch and relax anyway.' Kiana walked over to a door. She opened it, revealing a bathroom. `Excuse me a minute.' She said, and then stepped in, closing the door behind her. Don heard sound of grunting and straining come from within the bathroom. He heard Kiana curse, and there was a sound like ripping fabric in the air. This sound was repeated, until, after half a minute, it stopped. The door to the bathroom swung open. `Prepare yourself for the show of your life, Don!' Kiana cooed in a sultry voice. Don stared towards the door. Kiana stepped out of the bathroom. However, she now appeared radically different. Instead of the firm and athletic Kiana was a broad and buxom Kiana. Kiana's arms were wide and deeply muscled. Her bicep and tricep muscles were large and balanced. Her shoulders were round and strong. Her shoulders were supportive and seemed like a suspension bridge. Her abdomen area was ridged with muscles that perked out. Her hips were strong. Cords of muscles ran down her legs. Her quads seemed like the trunk of a tree. Her calves were large and perfectly shaped. Kiana was dressed only in a red two-piece bathing suit. The suit did little to hide her flesh, only managing to cover the sensitive female areas. Her face had not changed one bit, and was still giving her characteristic smile. Don was absolutely awe-struct as he stared at Kiana's magnificent frame. Kiana giggled as she saw his glazed face. `Care to see me flex?' she asked. Don managed to move his head up and down a little. Kiana did a side pose, showing off her enourmous arm muscles. Her bicep and tricep billowed out. Her legs enlarged slightly as she bent her knees. Her quads and calves flexed. Kiana turned, showing her back to Don. She let her back flex to its fullest, making a triangle of strength and muscle. She pulled one leg back, bending it and showing off the movement of her calf and hamstring. She turned around and did a front double bicep pose. Kiana's biceps peaked up. She strained the to their fullest, causing them to slowly rise up. She shifted her arms, and let her abdomen muscles take the stage. She crunched down on them, causing them to fully appear. `So how's that?' Kiana asked. `Amazing!' Don managed to say. Kiana walked up to Don. Her huge muscles moved and flexed with each step. Her hips swivelled and her thick arms swung back and forth. `How...' Don started. `I hide it with a special body wrap.' Kiana replied. `After all those exercises, year after year, never stopping, you and the public expected me to have the same physique! I've been hiding this body.' `You are the most muscled and beautiful woman I have ever seen!' Kiana smiled and knelt one knee on the arm rest of the chair Don was sitting in. She moved one hand up to his chest area. `What about Beatrice?' Kiana asked. `Who?' Don laughed. Kiana smirked, and clentched at the material of Don's t-shirt. She pulled down, ripping the shirt from his muscular torso. She let her left hand trace up Don's arm, massaging it. She bent down and kissed him. Don reached out and began to massage and feel Kiana's body. His hands squeezed and felt the firmness of her great arms. His hands passed across her strong and warm back. He spent much time feeling her tightly muscled buttox. Kiana obligionaly flexed each body part as Don reach for it. Kiana spent equal time feeling and massaging Don's body. The pair began to admire each other's features, and they noted their increasing passion. Don began to run his tongue across Kiana's neck and shoulders while Kiana slowly removed his pants. Don undid the knot of the string of Kiana's bikini at the base of her neck, and as he let the strings go he let his hands glide down. Don stroked Kiana's now exposed breasts. He pushed and pulled at her orbs as Kiana gasped out with pleasure. He reached to her back, apprechiating its strength. He undid the other knot, letting the bikini top fully drop. Kiana reached down and let her hand rub itself up and down Don's member within his shorts. Don shuddered with electric pleasure. Kiana then held out her breats with her strong hands. She offered her firm orbs to Don, and he obliged by sucked at the. Kiana gasped out as he suckled. Kiana removed the bottom piece of her suit and Don removed his underwear. Walked away to the bathroom, leaving Don starting at her tight buttox, which moved erotically as she walked. She reached over to a drawer in the bathroom, and pulled something out: a small square packet. She tore open the packet and threw the scraps to the ground. She walked up to Don. Don offered his penis out, and Kiana slid the condom she had been holding onto his long and thick member. Kiana then repositioned herself, letting her pelivs hover over his. The pair embraced passionately, letting their tongues entwine. Kiana forced Don's penis into her vagina. She cried out slightly, in pleasure and Don grunted. Kiana let her inner muscles clasp onto Don's member. Don began to gyrate his pelvis, causing his penis to slide up and down inside Kiana. Kiana grunted as Don's penis grew and moved more rapidly. Don felt the full force of Kiana's vaginal muscles on his penis. His passion was rising higher and higher. `Come on, Don!' Kiana cried out. `Come! Come!' `I can't!' grunted Don. `Let me help you.' Kiana said. She arched her arms up and around, finishing in a front double-bicep pose. Her peaked biceps caught Don's eyes, as well as her firm and strong breasts. He was unable to hold back, and he came. Kiana cried out as she felt the pressure, the condom unable to keep the pleasure away. She also came, spewing juices out from her vagina. Kiana collapsing onto Don, who happily hugged her. The programme took a change soon after that. No longer did Kiana wear the body constrictions, letting her muscular body be seen on the television. The ratings of the program strangely rose dramatically, causing a new sensation in North America. Kiana was offered movie deals by the boatload, and became a major sex symbol. Kiana Richards was at the top of all the top ten sexiest women lists. Don married Beatrice, but never forgot his encounter with Kiana.