Amazon High
by dmaynard



**a fanciful tale of life at a typical high school, except amazonian women are
the dominate sex**

DISCLAIMER: Lots of senseless violence, sexual content, and other types of
stuff that only readers of age 18 and over should be reading! :)

Bryan awoke to the sound of his clock, he shifted his arm to slam down onto
the sleep button. Mere minutes passed and the light switch flicked on to
lliuminate his cramped room. Bryan rubbed his sleep filled eyes, seeing the
familar shape of his mother standing in the doorway.

"Bryan, you have to be the laziest son ever..." Jasmine breathed as she strode
into Bryan's tiny bedroom. The brunette haired woman was massive, the smallest
of nighties clung to her sclupted muscular frame. She looked down upon her son
from a vantage point of nearly 7ft and sighed.

"When your alarm goes off, you should get up!" Bryan's mother tore the covers
from his half-awake form. Bryan snapped awake, his hands trying in vain to
cover his monumental morning wood as his mother effortlessly lifted him from
his bed.

"17 years old and you STILL need help getting up and dressed do you?" His
mother looked at him with mock pity.

"It's ok mom, really, I can take care of myself." Bryan struggled in her grip,
but it was no use. His mom was a titanic woman, muscle bulged from her frame
like rocky outcroppings, her gorgeous mane of brown hair drifted over massive
traps and cascaded down the wide arc of her back. It was comical to see him
being held by his mother, an uncontrollable erection poking fiercely from his
underpants.

"As much as I would like to believe you, you have a long ways to go to prove
that to me. Now just hold still..." Much to his continual embarassment,
Jasmine removed his night-shirt and underpants, leaving him standing stark
naked against one of the sexiest women he has ever known. She smirked down at
him, totally enjoying the humiliation and frustration he was experiencing.

"My, your little soldier is up and ready this morning isn't he?" Bryan
shuddered as his mother playfully ran her finger up the length of his stiff
member, flicking slightly upwards causing his throbbing erection to bobble in
front of him.

"Now, let's get the basics." Bryan watched helplessly as as his mother turned
her wide powerful back to him to face his dresser. She knew her body drove him
crazy, they couldn't help it. The women of the world exerted not only a
powerful physical presence, but an equally powerfully psychological influence.
Bryan felt a small trail of drool slide down his chin as his mother
purposefully bent over her amazing physique to fish his clothes out from the
drawer. It was all Bryan could do to not reach his trembling fingers outward
and touch the rippling cannonball glutes of his mother. The tight thread of
her nightie ran nestled between twin globes of solid ass muscle which cascaded
beautifully downwards to ripped hamstrings, and diamond hard calves.

"Ok...underpants, socks, a new tee-shirt..." Jasmine milked the situation for
all it was worth. Bryan's heart beat like mad as he watched thick inner
adductor muscles flex and recede. His mother finally finished picking out his
clothes and stood, taking a step backward. Bryan nearly exploded as his cock
was pushed up against her steely glutes. Whistling softly to herself Jasmine
felt her son's erection pressing up against her ass, and while she pretended
to inspect his clothing she playfully flexed her glute muscles, causing the
rippling muscle mass to massage Bryan's stiff member.

"Ok, I think we have a decent ensemble for you to wear to school today."
Jasmine stepped away from her son, putting his clothes onto the bed. Bryan
fought hard to not ejaculate a tremendous load as his mother began dressing
him. She pulled on his tee, pulled up his underpants, taking care to stuff his
erection within. She stepped him into his jeans and pulled them up noticing
that Bryan had screwed his eyes shut and was breathing heavily.

"Bryan, I want you to know, that it is ok to feel excited about Mommy's
muscles ok? I expect that from you, and any male I know. I would be very
concerned if you weren't..." Jasmine lifted her eyebrow thoughtfully as she
went past her son and began to exit the room. Bryan leapt out after she had
went downstairs and made for the bathroom at the end of the hall. He needed
immediate relief that only the privacy of the bathroom would allow him.
Unfortunately this was not his lucky day.

Missy, his 15-year-old sister, stood at the sink brushing her hair. Although
younger than Bryan, she was taller than him by at least 5" and nearly twice
his thickness in muscularity. Women in general had various growth spurts that
they went through every few years. The spurts were spontaneous, and usually
very desctructive for any males that happen to be nearby. All this was the
result of a revolutionary method of genetic manipulation pioneered by one Dr.
Melissa Nelson. Dr. Nelson's work of 15 years hence has forever changed the
landscape of who is considered the dominate sex.

Missy stood there, wearing only a white tank-top and blue panties that hugged
her feminine, but solid, physique. "Any reason you can give me for not
breaking both your legs for barging on in here?" She continued to brush her
golden-brown hair, the action alone generating ripples of beautiful muscle
which erupted from her young tan skin.

"I....ummm...uhhh..." Bryan couldn't think straight, between his mother
induced boner and the sight of his sister it was all he could do to not simply
drop to his knees, the need for release pounding down every rational thought
in his brain.

"I thought so...you really can't control yourself very well can you?" Missy
mockingly grinned at her older brother as she placed her hairbrush down. She
glanced down to the prominate bulge Bryan had in his jeans and giggled. "I see
mom's had the usual affect on you." Missy strode forward, cornering Bryan and
preventing access to the bathroom door. "Some people would find it pretty
disgusting that you get turned on by mom so much...maybe even envious." Bryan
looked dumbfounded at his sister for a moment, but Missy smiled devilishly and
pressed her body up against her brother's.

"I know I'm not as big as mom...yet...but I think I'm doing very well
considering..don't you?" Missy asked coyly as she brought up her fantastic
arms into a double-bicep flex. Bryan swallowed hard as he saw the 16 inch guns
of his "little" sister flexing proudly in front of him. He felt the pressure
of her thighs and hips as she swayed ever so gently, flexing her lower torso
into his crotch. "Pretty powerful aren't they? Even small like this you can
feel the potential in this body..." Missy scanned her arms with admiring eyes
as she brought her arm's down to her side and took a small breath. Bryan's
tongue hung out as she flexed her chest muscles, causing her pert breasts to
bunch up into his face. Bryan looked up the narrow valley of his sister's
rippling cleavage as she held him tight in the corner with her superior
strength.

Displaying awesome muscle control, Missy began flexing her pecs against her
brothers face, with every pump her chest seemed to grow bigger. Grunting
slightly she flexed harder, Bryan stood pinned to the corner, unable to move,
held fast by his sister's physique. Missy smiled as Bryan heard the soft cloth
of her top tearing from the growth, as his face become buried in his sister's
massive chest. She pressed forward and pumped even harder, tearing noises
erupting from her top as the massive-ness of her chest muscles, combined with
her breasts began to suffocate her brother. He tried freeing himself from the
muscle prison his sister had trapped him in, but it was no use, he couldn't
move her. He tried sucking in any air his mouth could find, but his buried
face met nothing but flexing muscle.

Missy felt he brother struggling and she sighed an erotic sigh. The feeling of
helplessness, of domination, coursed through her. She felt an oragasm building
within her the more Bryan frantically struggled to free himself, and the
quicker he used up what little air he had. She ground her lower torso into the
squirming form of her brother, who's muffled yells reverbated against her
steely skin. Missy's breathing became more quickly paced as she pressed the
wriggling body of her brother into the corner of the bathroom. She squeezed
harder, solidifying her young muscles, and Bryan was close to passing out as
Missy finally felt her orgasm release. She leaned backwards, arching her
rippling back as her muscles quivered with power. Bryan's face was released
from its muscle prison, red and sweaty, breathing in gulps of fresh air as
Missy soaked her panties. After what seemed like a lifetime, Missy finally
calmed down and stepped away from her brother who dropped to the bathroom
floor wheezing.

"That was fun little brother, we'll have to try that again sometime wimp."
Missy gleefully scolded her weaker brother as she tore off her underpants and
dropped the sopping panties onto his face. Missy strode out of the bathroom
giggling to herself as Bryan shakily stood up and washed his face in the sink.
This little episode cost him precious time, he could not finish getting ready
for school, and releave himself. He know swift punishment was in store if he
was late, so he zipped up his jeans, and ran to the kitchen to gulp down
breakfast.

Jasmine watched her son slurp down his cereal and then saw the both of them
off to school, riding in Bryan's Civic. On the drive over it was evident how
the change in the dominate sex had imapcted society and the world. Since women
had easily surpassed any male in terms of both intelligence and physique,
everything was being retrofitted to accomodate the new evolution of females.
Although many males and some females had gone underground in protest, the vast
majority of male society had to make do with their new position in the food
chain, no matter how brief it may be. A 12 year old now possessed the power to
snuff a man's life out, and growth spurts were common if unpredictable. Such
growth was celebrated by the women, as an expression of change, much like a
snake shedding its old skin. It was a dangerous time to be a weak male, the
mindset of women grew harsher and distant towards the needs of men with each
passing year.

Bryan finally arrived at school and parted with his younger sister towards
class. The school male population had a subdued atmosphere about them, while
the girls preened themselves and admired their fantastic physiques, which were
in various stages of growth.

Bryan's first class was Social Studies, and his teacher, Mrs. Jenkins, was a
goliath of a woman. She strode powerfully into the classroom, her bronze-gold
hair pulled tightly into a small ponytail. Her white button-up blouse could
barely contain her gigantic breasts, tanned muscle exuded everywhere, legs the
size of oak tree trunks strained against her short-cut business skirt.

"Good morning everyone, today our discussion will be the roles of women as
political leaders then...and now." Mrs. Jenkins punctuated the end of her
sentence with a smile and a raised eyebrow. Bryan opened his notebook as Mrs.
Jenkins launched into her lecture. Barely ten minutes into her talk, Bryan
witnessed a growth spurt two rows in front of him. The girl, a muscular
brunette, clenched her fist, and shook with energy. She groaned as if in pain,
but there was a large smile spread across her face. Positioned tightly in the
classroom chair the girl started to expand. Muscle stacked upon muscle,
bulging outwards and tearing her clothing to shreds. The girl stood up,
approaching 7ft in height, the poor chair cracked and squeaked as her
cannonball glutes and thick, luciously muscled thighs split the chair apart as
if it were paper. Shredded cloth clung to her curvaceous physique and she
stopped growing at 7'5". The girls of the room cheered adamantly as she flexed
her mighty muscles for the benefit of all who were near. Bryan swallowed hard
as biceps, hard vein covered peaks of desctruction, sprung from her arms,
growing bigger than his head.

Another instantaneous bursting of muscle caught Bryan's attention. This time
however, was different. Along with her fantastic muscular growth, Bryan stared
amazed at the titanic bulge straining at the crotch of the girl's denim. Her
blouse split down the back, exposing gorgeously tanned muscle, thick cords of
leg muscle sprung through her jeans, and finally, her pant zipper and button
burst outward, a large well-muscled cock thrusting forward catching the
fragile school chair she sat in.

The girl was estactic, she stood up, her body shredding what was left of her
clothing. Her cock expanded, the metal chair/desk combo conforming itself to
the superior appendage that grew forth. The metal of the chair squeeked and
groaned in protest, the desk's fake wood top shattered as the girl's massive
princk-cock continued to swell with power. Finally, standing nearly 8' tall
with a 3' throbbing thick cock extended in front of her, the 16 year old girl
flexed her mighty body for the viewing pleasure of all present. Bryan looked
upon valleys and canyons of rippling muscle, surging and receding like ocean
waves upon a beach. He couldn't help himself any longer, he unzipped his pant
and began to furiously masturbate, he could hear some of the other boys in his
class promptly do the same.

The brunette that had transformed just prior, walked sexily up to the blonde
who now sported a cock unlike any the teenagers had ever seen. Kneeling, the
brunette erotically stroked the muscled penis, and fondled a set of equally
imposing balls that had also had gown out from the young girls body. The
teacher was hot with lust, and had flexed out of her short business skirt and
was playing with herself.

The brunette laced her sensously long tongue over the pulsing cock-head of the
blonde, bathing it in her saliva. Being adequately greased, the brunette took
her massive arm, and wedged the cock in the crook of it, softly flexing her
bicep and forearm. She rubbed her vice-like arm along the length of the
blonde's vein-covered shaft, masturbating the princk with the strength of her
muscles. The brunettes sexy hard ball of her bicep slightly dented the equally
hard cock of the blonde, squeezing and relaxing her flexes as she pumped the
over 3' monster.

After several minutes, the brunette then stood up and took the princk-cock in
her arm like a headlock. She twisted her upper torso, continuing to jack-off
the blonde's awesome she-penis. The blonde moaned and flexed in erotic
pleasure as her princk-cock bulged and reddend. The brunette squeezed the cock
harder with the flexing onslaught of her arms, the barbaric crowns of her
hardened biceps flexed with hundreds of pounds of pressure. The Blonde finally
let out a deep guttral moan of primitive sexual pleasure and her princk-cock
bulged heavily for several seconds, turning a bright purple-red before
convulsing strongly, powerfully, blasting her amazonian jucies all over the
room, covering the teacher, knocking over the desk, and smashing the white
board off the wall. The blonde bellowed in intense pleasure and the brunette
flexed her gargantuan muscles squeezing every last drop from the mighty cock
that pulsed in her arm. The walls dented and cracked with the pressure of her
ejaculations, every fibre of the blonde's amazing muscular physique was
intensifed during her orgasmic episode. Her voluminous traps, and bulging
shoulder muscles nearly swollowed her bull-ish neck. Her gleaming pink lips
and small fine chin bumping into the swollen mass of chest muscle that had
erupted in front of her.

Finally, after several minutes, she abated. Her throbbing rod of princkazonian
might defalting to about 15" - 18" of fat cock that hung dominatingly between
her humongously beefy thighs. The brunette kissed her intently, and Bryan
finally came out of his trance, having spent his load and only rubbing a now
completely deflated piece of meat.

The teacher wiped off the creamy mess that had sprayed her and ended class for
that day. Bryan then met his sister in the hall and relayed what had happened.

"That is TOTALLY intense!!" Missy nearly screamed with glee. She was so happy
she scooped up her brother like a play toy and bounced him around in the
hallway.

Bryan, however, could not share his sister's enthusiasim. The look in the
girl's eye's in his social study class told him that life as a male was going
to get even tougher very, very soon.

end part 1