Bigger is better.
By smog
Part 3.


A few days later, I went back to the local gym to do a little training. Tom had told 
me about Sally. He had been with her the first time he had taken the formula, 
and didn't know what could happen; now she was a female mountain of muscle.
Tina and Lai were working out every day at the school gym - showing off their 
new strength, bullyingeveryone when they had the chance - and there were no 
other gyms nearby.
As I came through the doors I spotted Sally, and my heart started pumping 
faster at the sight of her doing dumbbell-curls. She set the humongous dumbbells
down. Her dark-brown, sweat-glistening body was pumped to unbelievable 
proportions. She looked up into the mirror and a little smile came over her face. 
She then raised her right arm and flexed her bicep. Her arm erupted with an 
enormous mountain of rock hardfemale muscle, a 50" cannonball of power rose 
from her arm.
"Mmmm!" she moaned and stroked her unbelievable bicep with her other hand. 
"Must be the biggest arm in the world I truly am a Goddess!"
At that moment her eyes caught sight of me.

The music coming out of the speakers was Diana Ross' "I Want Muscle."
Sally struck a double bicep pose that made me think, that she really was the 
strongest girl in the worldAnd then she started to pose for me, muscle floated 
and rippled and thundered under her brown skin, she was dressed only in 
high heels and lace gloves, as she flexed the angry, monumental lady-flesh. 
She locked herhands behind her head and froze her chiseled abs in place, 
like a ladder that ran from breast to pube.She turned and spread her legs wide, 
bending low and showing her neatly-lipped vagina with the prideof a stripper, 
grabbing a chunk of buttock in each of her hands and spread them. There 
were no mysteries withheld from me now.
The puckered, plumbed lips vanished from sight as she squeezed her 
gluteals together, the curtain going down on the X-rated Girl-muscle show.
The mighty Amazon looked ready to eat me. " Isn't this just the way it always is?" 
she asked. "One day they are so little, cute and innocent, but the next..." she 
shook her head."The next," she continued, flexing those 50" bowling balls she 
called biceps, "The next, they're all woman - big tits and hot ass and hungry 
pussy. And, if they're real good girls and hit the iron, big freakin' muscles all 
over their frames!"
Sally showed me just what she meant, and displayed her body in an X-rated 
physique show, that was one part Vanessa Del Rio and one part Cory Everson. 
The difference was, Sally weighed approximately twice what either woman 
weighed, all of it hard, sexy she-muscle.
She went to the barbell and started to knock out countless reps with the 
humongous weight.I sat there watching her biceps pump larger and larger, 
angrier with each rep its muscular mistress forced them to pound out, angry 
veins popping out on top of them. My god, she was gigantic now, ultra-pumped.
Finally she hurled the barbell onto the floor. "Get on your knees, wimp. 
Worship your Goddess like a slave!" she shouted and made a double bicep 
pose, her arms blowing up to obscene proportions.
I started to kiss her feet as she spoke. Then I kissed the huge ten-carat 
diamonds that were her calves, tasting the unforgiving stones of intolerance.
"So what do you think, little one, am I too much hot woman for you?" she asked 
as she locked those killer guns behind her head and made the muscles overtake 
her frame, threatening to burst angrily through her brown skin any second. 
"Do you wanna fuck this great big muscle-girl? Tell me how bad you want 
me...." she purred, flexing her molten-muscled arm above her.
I was terrified now, remembering the last time, and could only make a gasping 
sound as I put a hand, tentatively, on her midsection. It offered no comfort 
beneath; it was hard as stone, and carved as though it had been set upon by 
a sculptor. Her eyes matched it as they bore down upon me.
"I own you, and I'll do whatever the fuck I want with you!" she said, and I found 
myself hoisted into the air, thrown over her shoulders and carried to a bench, 
where she laid me down and then she mounted me with smooth efficiency. 
I caught a quick glimpse of her molten open sex as she swung her thickly-
muscled thigh over me, and my heart began pumping so hard and loudly in 
my ears, that I thought my eyes would pop out. The pumped-up vixen looked 
down at me, and a bored smirk came upon her, as she lowered her gaze to my 
loins, where my penis eagerly poked out and throbbed between her thighs as 
they straddled me."Hhmmph!" she grunted, staring at the erection I offered her, 
while she rubbed her prominent nipple. "For somebody who walks around with 
a tent pole in his little briefs, you sure don't pack too much man-meat," she
taunted in a low and throaty bedroom voice.
She straightened up, her huge perfect bulk suspended over me. "Okay, little 
man, get ready!" she said, and my hands fell upon her steely thighs, and 
squeezed the strength that was manifested there. I was about to be taken,
most roughly, by an Amazonian Goddess, and I felt fear rise in my stomach, 
and my hands started to shake a little.
With a casual jiggle of her hips, she nestled over my penis and promptly 
sat down upon it. Her body took my penis like a shark engulfs a minnow.
Sally pushed down hard with her bottom as she knelt over me. Instinctively, 
my hands went from her thighs to her thick forearms, and I began bouncing 
with her thrusts. I was like a puppet whose strings were being twisted by an 
angry puppeteer. The force that she exerted downwards returned me with an 
equal force back into her body, with a power stronger than anything I could 
ever muster. I looked up and saw another example of action creating an equal force.
Sally then began flexing prodigiously; muscles resurrecting to hot pulsating life. 
She had shaken my grasp of, and raised her arms up; veined muscles rippled 
and then hardened into pure steel.
"Look at it, boy! All this hard muscle. And look at you, so small and weak 
underneath me!" she taunted, stroking the thick and sharply-sculpted terrain 
of her magnificent torso, running a hand over her own broadly-stacked shoulders, 
as though to tease, even as my erection was roughly caressed by the powerful
and demanding privates of the rock-solid lady of muscle.
My hands went to Sally's tiny waist, the iron link that joined the heartless 
hemispheres of her Millennial body, but they could not hold on. She continued 
to thrust without missing a beat, and I watched those firm breasts jiggle with 
her movements, her body falling faster than they could keep up with.
"It's time, baby," she informed me at last, when tears had begun to well up in 
my eyes from the sheer sexual pandemonium this muscle-girl had instilled 
within me.
"I've had enough finger-fuckin'! Now, I am gonna make you cum like the little 
wimp you are. It's gonna happen when I decide, you are gonna cum every time 
I tell you to, right on the spot!"
I felt the sculpted muscle inflate and tense until it was so taut it seemed ready 
to burst from within her, and come after me! "Like now!" she announced, 
straightening up and shouting, "Grab hold of these hot hunkin' arms, and offer 
it up to your Goddess, boy! - surrender to the muscle!"  And I did.
Her hips pumped like pistons, in a blur of she-muscled frenzy, filling the air 
with the continued sounds of wet slapping flesh. My hands strained to fit 
around her huge limbs, but her biceps were just too big for me to grasp.
And so I climaxed, beneath that mountain of female muscle, surrendering to 
her superiority like a helpless slave.
Her hips sucked the semen as quickly as I ejaculated it, and my body obeyed 
the command of this most-muscular woman as she rode me as though on a 
saddle. She kept squeezing my organ with taut tensings of her pubic muscles 
until I was more than dry, and my testicles could offer her nothing more. 
At long last, she released my aching penis from its captivity within the stern 
walls of her sex; it slid out limply and went to sleep on my abdomen. She had, 
quite literally, chewed me up and spit me out. She raised her enormous arms 
and flexed; the sight was awesome. "The bigger they come, the bigger you cum!" 
she said.
She flexed her arm again. The coconut-size bicep springing to its 50" life; veins 
crackling, as though displeased at being disturbed from their rest.
"Like my big muscles, huh? Yeah, that's right, wimpy, look at it," she teased, 
as she held the hard flex.
"Didn't think you'd have to entertain me, did you? Thought you could get slapped 
around and make bouncy-bouncy with a muscle-girl and get all dewy-eyed and 
go home, huh? Well I got news for you, little one. Your ass is mine, and I like 
what I am seeing. You are mine for now, understand?"
With that she went and got something from her gym-bag. 
"You know, I am gonna have a great time with a lot of guys. If I find one I like, 
I will let him knock meup, too," she said as she returned. "Our kids will all be 
girls. And with those genes, they will all be big, tall and muscular. Soon enough, 
you will be taking orders from them, won't you? You will end up a little 
muscle-slave to a whole bunch of huge and mean bodybuilding ladies, 
won't you?" I just shrugged and grinned, embarrassed. "That's how it will 
be one day, you know. Lots of hunkin' hot babes keeping their little men in line 
with their big bad biceps."
"I got a surprise for you," she announced, sighing. One hugely muscled arm 
went behind her head.  "Look down..."
I was expecting to see her neatly-trimmed vagina, but I gasped at what I saw.
She was wearing a huge, black, strap-on penis. "Now, turn around on all fours, 
offer your little butt to your muscle-goddess!" she demanded. I was scared stiff!
Six-feet-six-inches of massively-muscled Amazonian Domination stood waiting 
to administer her treatment.
"I just want to make sure that another big musclegirl doesn't steal you away 
from me, when I am busy training, or just away. Every female bodybuilder 
knows what little trampy sluts you muscleboys can be.  Some other hunk of 
woman flexes a little, and off you go, right? Ready to coo and sigh for some other
muscle-babe's big hard bod..."
At that moment, there was the sound of the glass doors sliding open and Lai stepped into the room.

Continued........