Kathy 4
by dmaynard
Kathy grows, and starts to have ideas


DISCLAIMER: as usual, please be over 18 when reading this material! TY!

Kathy looked forward to summer break, when she didn't have to worry so much
about school or wrestling even though she loved to wrestle more than anything.
She currently stood a little over 6 ft and sported an ultra hard physique,
honed by hours in the gym and a bizzare merging of genetics from her mother
and father.

She swam in her family's swimming pool on that Sunday, her father waited
patiently in the blazing sun with a towel and body lotion. His son and wife
had went, with Kathy's permission, to visit some friends, and wouldn't be back
for hours.

Ron had known his daughter was different from the very moment she was born.
All throughout her childhood Kathy was an aggressive girl, who developed at a
fantastic rate. Physicians and psychologist were astounded at her maturity,
both in body and mind. She had been running the family since she was 8, Ron
and his wife Helen afraid to cross the girl for fear of their lives. Her
bother, Karl, was a slim wuss to put it midly. It was as if every gene that
would have made Karl an amazing male specimen had instead been transferred to
Kathy, and multiplied.

Kathy removed herself from the pool, water running in rivlets down her
impressive physique. Even at 6'1" she had quite a few inches over her 5'9"
father. He towleled down his teenage daughter's taught muscular frame, she
playfully flexed her awesome body, muscle growing and receding like ocean
waves.

"Well daddy, looks like we have a few hours to ourselves, lets go inside and
have something to drink... and some fun" Kathy winked at her dad, who gulped
loudly. Kathy's ideas of "fun" typically meant something destructive or
painful for him. He followed her through the sliding glass patio doors as she
strode into the living room, picking up a set of clothes laid out for her.

Her father gulped again, this time watching his gorgeously muscled daughter
remove her swim top displaying an impressive set of breasts perched arrogantly
over slabs of solid chest muscle. Turning her back to him she peeled down her
nearly non-existant bikni bottoms, Ron licked his lips, the air growing hot as
his naked daughter stood up before him. She grabbed a pair of sweat-shorts and
pulled them over her fantastic legs, meaty thighs and bulging calve muscles
bubbling outwards as she did so. She knew exactly what sort of effect her body
had on any man, even her father, she noticed his manhood expanding within his
pants, regardless of how he attempted to hide it. While naked, Ron toweled off
what little moisture she had and then applied some lotion, she stood stock
still as her dad massaged the white cream into silky skin.

When he finished, she smiled at her father, while pulling over a v-neck
t-shirt that pasted itself to her bumpy musculature like a second skin. He
followed her downstairs into the workout den, a large room littered with all
kinds of workout equipment. Kathy stretched expertly before warming up with a
few machines, then she went over to the bench and piled on what looked to Ron
like tons of weight.

"Daddy, I'm going to need you to spot me...mmk?" Ron knew she was teasing.
There was no way in hell he could ever spot for his daughter, she enjoyed
every oppertunity to humiliate him, as she did with nearly every male she
encountered. Ron positioned himself to spot his daughter as she climbed onto
the bench. Ron was treated to a fantastic view of a gorgeous valley of
rippling cleavage as Kathy grasped the bar. Hefting the steel up she began to
pump the weights, the bar bending due to the amount of weight she had fastened
to each end.

Ron watched her biceps explode with power as she pumped the bar upwards. She
breathed evenly, her mouth forming a delicious pink pucker as the bar went up
and down. Veins leapt outward barely contained by the tight sheen of her skin
as raw female muscle bulged everywhere. Ron assisted as much as he could, but
it was hard to concentrate especially when he was sporting an immense erection
right over his daughters face.

Kathy smirked, knowing how much she was driving her father crazy. She had
teased her father for years, tempting him with her amazing body, she had
driven her mother insanely jealous, and her father and brother to the brink of
sexual frustration.

"Look at these arms...big aren't they?" Kathy looked at her biceps approvingly
as she hefted the bar. Finally, after what seemed like ages, she set the bar
onto the weight stand. She reached up and groped her fathers hard-on briefly
before she sat up and shook her tremendous arms.

"Yes, they are." Ron answered mechanically.

"Yes who?" Kathy snarled.

"Sorry, yes my master." Ron corrected himself.

Kathy strode over to the mirror and did a double-bicep flex. Mounds of
gorgeously tanned muscle blossomed from her arms filling the sleeves of her
already tight shirt. She pumped her arms a few times, watching the ebb and
flow of her 19" bicep raise and lower majestically. She then dug the front of
her foot into the carpet and flexed her thigh, deeply sitraited muscled bulged
hugely from her leg, massive teardrops of hardened flesh hung over her
kneecap. Ron swollowed, both in fear and lust at the impressive display his
daughter was exhibiting.

"Goddess, I love my body" Kathy breathed as she caressed her hard muscles
lovingly. Her father stood obediently aside, the energy radiating from his
daughter was immense, she was perfect specimen of muscularity and feminimity.

"Come over here." she commanded. Ron walked over and stood next to her viewing
and comparing himself to Kathy. Trouble is, there was no comparison, Ron was
medium build, in his late 30's, and starting to grow a small belly. Even in
his youth he never exercised much, but had started a light regiment in recent
years on the advice of his doctor. His pale, droopy, middle-aged body had next
to no definition, while Kathy screamed it all over.

"You would like me to do something with that, wouldn't you?" Kathy breathed in
his ear, once again lightly groping his hard-on. Ron moaned, and nodded his
head, but he knew that she was only playing with him.

"Well...if daddy is a good boy, he may get his wish." Kathy grabbed her father
and lifted him over her head. Startled Ron looked downward, treated to yet
another amazing view of Kathy's ample cleavage as she pumped her father like a
barbell. Ron reached down to grip her shoulder in an attempt to steady
himself, he felt her muscles expand and contract with immense power. Soon Ron
was lost in amazement, running his hands over her the steel that was covered
by her silky skin.

Kathy pumped her father upwards and stopped. "I never said you could grope
me..." she said sternly. Kathy did a half-turn and flung her father towards
one of the walls of her workout room, with a resounding thud he smacked
against the drywall, cracking it slightly, such was the force of her throw.

Kathy tsk'ed at the sight of her father lying in a heap by the wall. Groaning,
Ron tried to shake the cobwebs from his head. "Seems you never learn, do you,
you little pervert?" She snarled at him. He tried to stand but found himself
in a headlock as he did so. Steely muscle swelled around his head and face,
cutting off his air. His raging hard-on began to limp back to normal as she
squeezed causing him to see spots. Just as he was going to black-out Kathy
eased up, and lifted her father into the air again. This time she threw him
straight to the floor, Ron bellowing in pain as he bounced off the carpet.

Kathy posed over the groaning mass that was her dad, and flexed proudly. "It
really is too bad you males cannot experience something like this, the sheer
power, the amazing sense of total control." Kathy humilated her father as she
spoke. She bent down and flipped her dad onto his back, the next thing Ron
knew she had him in a reverse head-scissor. He felt as if his head had been
placed in a vise as hot, hardened flesh expanded around his face.

"I know this is your favorite postion, so close...but so far." Ron knew what
she meant, nestled between her immense meaty thighs was heaven. Ron eyed her
firm round ass rippling with strength as she slowly squeezed her legs. He
nearly exploded into his sweats when Kathy began to lick his hard-on through
his sweats.

"Don't cum daddy, I don't want you messing yourself like a little baby. Cum,
and you'll be sorry." Ron groaned. Try as he might, he couldn't fight the
orgasmic pressure building up within him. Kathy of course, didn't help matters
by sucking on his cock instead of just licking. She felt her father squirming
between her titanic legs, she squeezed a little harder and the squirming
stopped. Ron felt his daughters hot breath on his crotch as he tried not to
explode, he heard her giggle, knowing that he was nearly over the edge. She
resumed licking his hard-on, and Ron grew desperate, he pounded her unmoving
ass cheeks with his fist, which only caused her to giggle louder.

Kathy stopped licking and arched her broad back, her lats like steel wings of
corded muscle, she set her massive chest onto her fathers crotch and Ron felt
the firm, yet warm, flesh of her gargantuan bosom resting on his hard-on.
Slowly, Kathy contracted and flexed her chest muscles, causing her tits to
massage his penis.

It was too much for Ron, clenching his teeth, he tried with every fibre of his
being not to cum, but it was no use. Kathy smiled as she felt her father
explode into his sweats, his cock fiercly pumping its load. He whinged in
dread.

"I told you daddy...not to MESS yourself like a little boy." Her voice was so
calm it sent shivers of fear racing down his spine. Kathy suddenly squeezed so
hard Ron felt as if his head would implode with the stress, he graciously
blacked out to the giggles of his amazonian daughter.

When Ron woke up he wished that he hadn't. He was curled up in a corner of the
workout room, head hurting like crazy, the clank of steel echoing as Kathy had
resumed her workout. She glanced over and saw he was awake.

"'bout fucking time you wimp." Kathy let the weights slam back into place as
she stood up from the weight bench. God, she was huge! A slight sheen of sweat
gleamed from her body, as she shook her upper torso. Ron cowered in fear as
she advanced onto her father, her tremendous body casting a shadow over his.

Hauling him roughly to his feet, Kathy ripped a punch into his mid-section.
Ron felt as if someone had thrown a cement block into his stomache at
high-speed. He was knocked off his feet, but Kathy held his wrists up
securely. She proceeded to punch her father senseless, welts and bruises
peppering his upper body. She then let go of his arms but before he could
crumple to the floor she sent a powerful kick into his body smacking him into
the wall of her room.

"I would like to think that you would have learned by now NOT to make such a
mess of yourself, but I think you like the beatings." Kathy mused. Her father
spit blood onto the carpet, his chest, ribs, and stomache an aching bruised
mess.

Kathy once again grabbed his arms by the wrist, and yanked upwards. Ron howled
in pain as she pulled relentlessly on his arms, after a few minutes she was
rewarded with a sickening pop as his arms became dislocated from their
sockets. Ron screamed into the carpet, unable to do anything. Kathy dropped
his useless arms.

"Daddy, you have such a wonderful scream. Here daddy...look." Kathy lifted up
her fathers head and pointed his eyes towards a dresser. On the dresser was a
camcorder. "I'm keeping all our special moments forever. I know you'll love
seeing them over and over..." Kathy smiled next to the bruised, and sweaty
mess that was her father's face.

She dropped his head onto the floor and walked away, towling herself off. Ron
was barely coherent, but saw that is was getting dark outside, he suspected
Jill and Adam would be home soon, if not already (no-one was allowed in the
workout room unless you were taken).

Suddenly, right before Kathy was going to grab a set of dumbbells, she
stopped. She stood straight and Ron shook his head to clear the pain and
dizziness. She was trembling, shaking, and then Kathy doubled-over with an
"ummph" noise. Ron watched from his vantage point on the floor, wondering just
what the hell was happening, but his question would soon be answered.

"Goddess! I'm burning up!" Kathy yelled as her body violently trembled. This
continued for several minutes and Kathy gripped her head, moaning. Finally the
shaking stopped and Kathy let out a primal bellow, what happened next caused
Ron to stare in absolute amazement.

Kathy started to grow, grow in every possible manner. Her already thick
muscular physique sculpted itself bigger and harder, she grew taller, her
muscles bulged powerfully. She shot past 7' tall and still grew, her immense
muscles pushed themselves out from her body laced thickly with veins and
shredded. Her sweat-shorts and v-neck shirt could not contain her growth, Ron
heard ripping noises as Kathy's gargantuan steely lats shoved themselves
through the cloth opening up a wide tear down the center of her back. Her
deliciously thick thighs split her sweats with ease, the strech waistband
pulled to shreds against her armor plated stomache. Kathy flexed her growing
arms and tore the shirt with ease, finally just ripping off the tatters that
clung to her immense form as she neared 8' tall.

Finally, Kathy stopped growing, she heaved a sigh surveying with wondurous
eyes her massive new form. Ripped, sitrated muscle bulged out from every angle
of her body, he body looked incredibly hard, harder than anything Ron could
ever remember seeing. The only part left that looked like his daughter was her
small face, perched atop a thick bull neck of corded muscle that sloped
downwards into a sweeping vista of chisled beef.

Ron looked into Kathy's eyes and shivered, her gaze seemed distant and
otherworldly. She flexed her fingers, sending rippling waves of power through
her arms. Her tattered sweat-shorts still clung to her muscular hips, the top
long since destroyed. Looking past Ron on the floor she strode forward, her
bulk causing the house to shake as she walked, Ron watched her walk over to a
window and quickly put her fist through the glass. Within seconds she was
pulling a man through, he had his pants down and looked as if he was in the
middle of having a good time, until Kathy grabbed him.

The man kicked and yelled, "I'm sorry! Let me go, I'll never bother you
again!" Kathy remained impassive, almost as if this lifeform was so benathe
her she didn't even respect it enough to give a reply. Certainly, not any
forgiveness.

Kathy held the squirming man at arms length, and then she quickly threw him
down into the floor near where her father lay. He landed with such force the
floor shook horribly, and the man nearly blacked out. After a few seconds, he
looked up at Ron.

"Hey man...please! Try to talk some sense into her! I'M SORRY!" he hopelessly
pleaded with Ron who wisely kept his mouth shut, he was in no position to do
shit, his arms swollen and hanging limply at his sides. Ron watched as Kathy
walked up behind the man who blubbered like a little boy, she grabbed his legs
and placed them between her thighs. Ron watched as Kathy ruthlessly crunched
the mans legs to mush, the stranger screamed in Ron's face as he heard the
snapping of bones and saw red running down her legs. Kathy only smiled
slightly, the familar sound of screaming simply music to her ears.

She unflexed her monster thighs to let the remains of the man's lower legs
fall to the carpet. Cripped the man cried into the floor, moaning in pain as
Kathy continued to dismantle him. She grabbed one of his arms and twisted
wickedly, ripping tendon and muscle, Ron saw she could have easily pulled the
arm from his socket, but she simply let the broken arm dangle. At the assult
on his arms the stranger let forth with a new barrage of screams, and Kathy,
like a machine, moved onto the next arm nearly ripping it off.

Picking the man up by his mid-section, limbs either crushed or broken, Kathy
held him at arm's length. Ron nearly laughed, so pitful the man looked next to
the gleaming goddess that held him. Kathy was the epitome of strength,
musculature, and terrible beauty. Flexing merely her fingers she began to
methodically snap his ribs, with each breakage the man wailed in anguish, his
body unable to withstand the torture she was putting him through.

After she had snapped all his ribs, Ron watched horrified as Kathy folded the
man in half as easily as one would fold a sheet of paper. The stranger had
finally swooned with all the pain Kathy was inflicting and thankfully he had
passed out as Kathy destroyed his spine. Sounds of bone cracking echoed in the
room as Kathy slowly but surely turned the man she playing with into mush. It
was both an amazing and horrible sight, so much power she possessed, Kathy's
flawless body rippled with muscle as she placed the head of the man between
her gargantuan legs.

Ron watched, helpless from the floor, and mystified at his amazing daughter.
She smiled beautifully down upon him as she proceeded to flex her immense
thighs. Ron stared at his lovely daughters face as she bit her lower lip, and
after playfully compressing the man's head finally flexed her awesome legs to
their fullest glory. Ron heard a distinct crack, followed by a terrible
squishing noise as his daughter completely flattened the head of the man
between her amazing thighs. Her legs swollen with hardened muscle that ached
with power, blood and brain running down her calves, she brought her huge arms
upwards into a bicep flex, each golden globe of raw female muscle exploded
from her arms like a fantastic erection. Her body tranformed into a living
suit of muscle armor, gleaming in the basement lights.

Kathy finally unhinged her gigantic legs, what was left of the man's head a
red sticky mess clinging to the inside of her thighs. Kathy sighed, her mouth
forming a perfect pucker as she surveyed her legendary physique. The destroyed
corpse at her feet now forgotten as she strode over to the mirror. So huge was
her body that could not see all of herself in the reflection, just a rippling
mass of golden muscle, ready to obey her every whim, ready to be worshipped,
ready to dominate.

Outside she heard the car doors slam, and knew her brother and mother were
finally home. Blowing a kiss to her still incapacitated father she started
upstairs, Ron lay there, tears streaming down his face wondering when he was
finally going to wake up from this nightmare...

end part 4

to be continued!