Adana and Louise  
by alzef



A true story.

I met my friend Adana when I was at university. I was in second year and she
had just started, having moved from a city interstate. I was studying in a
course that had pretty small numbers, so everyone new everyone pretty much,
but there weren't a lot of girls studying in our department meaning that for
the first month or so of every year was frantic with guys trying to score. A
group of us were standing around talking about the possibility of new girls
when my mate Ben arrived. I knew that one of the new girls was living in the
same college as him and asked him if he knew anything about her.

"Oh man, she's trouble. She's weird. Big tits though on her little body," came
Ben's reply. Ben's specific tastes in women probably coloured his answer
somewhat but he had piqued my curiosity (plus I was a fan of big tits).

The first years had orientation that afternoon, so I hung around in the hope
of meeting Adana. There were on a dozen or so first years and I figured I'd be
able to pick her out - how many small girls with big tits could there be? By
3:30 they'd finished the little tour of our department and the group were
standing around the common room chatting. Adana was easy to pick out as there
were only 2 girls in the group, but if I hadn't known she was short I might
easily have confused the other girl for her. Louise also had large breasts -
well they were huge actually, an E+ cup size as I later discovered - but was
nearly a foot taller than Adana who was only about 4'10" or 4'11". The fact
that she was so short made her breasts look all the more incredible. She had
DD+cups and she wasn't shy about showing them off in tight t-shirts and low
cut singlets. Apart from that she was a fairly average build, though she had
no butt and no hips to speak of, but maybe a little bit of "puppy fat" on her
tummy. She had short, dark hair, with dyed red streaks and beautiful eyes and
smile. I knew a few of the guys in first year, so I started up a conversation
with the guys next to Adana and Louise. After a couple of minutes Adana and
Louise came over and I introduced myself, making sure I stood next to Adana. I
didn't really like Louise but Adana and I hit it off and decided to meet up
later for coffee.

We talked for about two hours and would have talked longer except she had to
be back at college for orientation week dinner. I walked Adana home and she
flirted wildly with me over the 15 minute journey. I walked back to my house
on cloud nine, dreaming of feeling her large breasts crushed against my body.

We met up the next night in a pub and Adana was all over me. I thought that
maybe tonight would be my lucky night, but it wasn't to be. Adana had her
first class the next morning and we probably stayed in the pub too long, but
things were looking good for the future.

Adana and I didn't get much time to ourselves once school started and I felt
that things weren't really moving forward at all. She would be a little
stand-offish when there were other people around and it wasn't long before a
suspected she had her eye on other guys too. We started drifting apart as she
became more obnoxious and big-mouthed and I think I then started to see the
real her. It got to the point where we stopped talking to each other, but one
good thing did come out of all this - Louise and I became really close. Now
that she'd lost her initial shyness, Louise and I got on extremely well.

Louise stood around 5'10" and was very beautiful, though it seemed she tried
to hide it. She had big, round eyes, the most beautiful blue colour, shoulder
length black hair, a slim waist and curvy hips. Louise also had quite broad
shoulders, which was probably good for her 'cause she'd need them to support
her huge breasts. Louise and I started going out and I was enjoying her
breasts immensely, especially her large pink nipples. Louise was very strong
considering she'd never lifted a weight in her life and she loved being on top
when we had sex so she could dominate me. She would regularly bring her pussy
up to my face and force me to lick her clitoris for ages, often squeezing my
head between her strong thighs. This would excite so much that she'd nearly
always orgasm like this, often with a flow of her juices running all over my
face. After that she liked me to take her from behind, squeezing her breasts
and pulling hard on her nipples as she screamed and the juices flowed even
stronger.

A few weeks into our relationship Louise started getting quite home-sick. She
wasn't enjoying university life and just wanted to go back to her house by the
coast. We agreed that it was probably for the best that she go home, and that
was the last I saw of Louise. It wasn't, however, the last I saw of Adana.

Slowly Adana and I became more friendly, but there was always some tension
between us. Over the next two years Adana put on quite a bit of weight and
nearly all of it went on her tummy. She developed quite a strange look with
her big breasts, large gut and small hips on her short frame. She took up
swimming, but she couldn't get rid of her gut, and just ended up developing
quite noticeable lats and arm muscles. The up shot of all this was that most
of her shirts became extremely tight fitting, something that I found
incredibly sexy. I noticed too that Adana was mellowing somewhat and it wasn't
long before we started hanging out together again, but she started wearing
looser fitting clothing which disappointed me. On the last day of semester
Adana came up to me and, out of the blue, asked if I worked out. I told her
that I didn't and she said "you're in pretty good shape now, I'd love to see
your body when you start working out." As she said this she moved right up
close to me and started running her hand over my chest and abs, purring
sexily. "Maybe we can work out together sometime." Needless to say, things
were looking back on track.

The next day I signed up at the uni gym and over the 2 month holidays trained
5 days a week. I made some pretty good progress and was sure that Adana would
notice when she came back form her parents' place.

Sure enough, on the first day back she came up to me and put her hand on my
hard bicep peak. "What's this," she said as she smile seductively, "have you
been working out big boy?" "A little." "Maybe I can come and work out with you
sometime?" "Sure, that'd be great." "I really need to work my arms a bit,
don't you think?" she said raising her right arm and flexing half-heartedly
under her jumper. "How's tomorrow morning then?" I asked. "Good for me. I'll
meet you at the gym at 8."

We arrived at the gym at the same moment the next morning and Adana came up
and kissed me on the cheek. She was wearing a loose fitting tracksuit and
trainers, her hair up in a short pony-tail. "How about we work on arms and
back today?" she said. "Sounds pretty good." We entered the weight room and I
was surprised to see so few people in there at that time. We walked to the
arms section and did a set of light curls to warm-up. Adana then loosened the
drawstring on her pants and unzipped her top removing both quickly when I was
having a drink, revealing a tiny training top and shorts. I turned around to
see the most incredible sight. Adana had transformed her pudgy, out of shape
body, into a muscular little powerhouse. "No more gut, hey," she said, putting
her arms behind her head and showing off her fantastic six-pack. "So are you
ready to see these babies in action?" she teased as she flexed her now
significant biceps. "How big are they?!?!" "Well, since you asked, they're 15"
when pumped." Adana then picked up a pair of 40 pound dumbells and started
curling them intensely. "I've been working out hard for quite a while now,"
she said as she racked the weight. "The only downside is that I've lost a bit
of size off my tits." I would never have known, as her new found pecs thrust
her breasts out as far as ever. "I'm only a D cup now but I think this muscle
makes up for it." At that she started flexing her pecs, making her breasts
bounce playfully. Adana then went back to her curls, this time using a pair of
50 pound weights. After her set of 12 she started posing in front of the
mirror. A large vein was now prominent along the top of her bicep.

After our biceps work out we started on lats. Adana hopped on the pull- down
machine and was managing 150 pounds easily. After my set she upped the weight
to 180 and I knew that I'd struggle to keep up. She had developed a very thick
set of flared lats and it looked as though her muscles were going to rip
through her little top. Following her set she flared her lats as wide as she
could, and I swear I heard a little tearing noise.

Our work out continued in much the same manner, with Adana out lifting me on
pretty much every lift. At the end of our back exercises she told me there was
one more thing she wanted to show me in action quickly - her chest. She went
to the bench press and stacked the bar to 150 pounds and did a set of ten
quite easily. I spotted her, enjoying the view of her pecs and breasts
straining against her top. Adana then did some flies and her chest looked as
though it would explode. Her pecs were clearly defined and her cleavage was
spectacular with a distinct line of rippling muscle down the middle where her
pecs met.

At the end of it all Adana invited me back to her room for a private display
of her new found power. She posed for me for nearly and hour and then she let
me explore every inch of her musculature. We finished up by having sex for the
rest of the day and she beat me for stamina in that too. I asked her if I
could measure her muscles, and she said "sure, I've been waiting for you to
ask. Where would you like to start?"

I started with her calves, which were hard and defined, but not huge at 15".
Then her powerful thighs came in at 23" of hardness. Her chest was huge at 44"
of muscle and breast and her arms were 15" - not bad on a girl only 4'11"
tall.

(c) 2003 alzef