AMY'S CONQUEST
by amysconquest.com 


As 18-year old Amy Hardstone sat in detention for the first time ever on this Friday afternoon, she quietly sat and
contemplated her wrong doing that put her in such school punishment, making
amends for her wicked and unruly deed, vowing to never do such a thing again
... ... ... .or so she was supposed to be doing anyway. Actually, this
couldn't be farther from the truth, as instead of repenting for her deed that
placed her in this predicament in the first place, she seemed more fixated on
her current "warden", so to speak. An attractive and quite young-looking
teacher whose turn it was to sit in on todays after school session, which
normally consisted of several of the most "deserving" students within, yet
today only held one. A breathtakingly beautiful young girl, who wasn't quite
what you'd expect of your normal High School Senior.

When Mr. Scott first saw her enter this classroom in fact, he was nearly
bowled over at the Amazonian height, stature and overall build of this young
girl (who in reality was only 7 years younger than he himself was) Though that
comparison aside, older as he may be, standing next to her made him feel like
a 6-year-old boy. Standing at only 5' 5" tall, which is considerably shorter
than most anyone he came in contact with (female student body included) he was
literally dwarfed by Amy's 6' even, 195-pound physique. Not only that, but her
height was easily complimented by her voluptuously curvaceous, and massively
muscle packed, size and shape. Her being the school's best athlete, male or
female, she had the most unreal athletically fit and feminine curves (ahem,
not that he should be looking at such things), which were full of rock solid,
lusciously thick, teenage girl muscle. Mr. Scott did his best to act the
professional that he was, or was trying to be as he was still quite new to his
duties at this school, as he handled this young girl with the utmost maturity
and respect ... ... ..a shame she wasn't doing the same in return.

Yes, as breathtakingly gorgeous and shapely as Amy was, with the ability to
have anybody in school around her arm, either through sensual seduction or
muscle flexing intimidation, she had always had a sweet spot for older,
smaller men. Taking a guy her size and age and engulfing him within her
thickly muscled frame was a thrill, no doubt, but doing so to a man who was
supposed to be her superior by being the elder, and controlling him fully and
completely with the utmost of ease (something that was easily within her power
due to his much smaller size), was more than enough to really get her going
here and now. Throwing away all repenting thoughts of the deed that dropped
her in for this after school punishment, and thinking only about how Hot it
would be to sexually smothering him within her full, meaty, muscle packed
tits.

"Are you OK there Miss ... ... uh ... .Hardstone" the youthful, though
extremely strict, teacher spoke out, checking his detention list for a
reminder of her full name. Speaking in response to her erotically closed and
semi-fluttering eyes, soft sensual bitings of her lower lip and slow gyrations
and sexy hip movements.

"Ohhhhhhh yes, I'm doing wonderful" she cooed back with pouting lips, followed
by a beautiful smile and a puffing out of her DD-cup chest. "Although, these
desks as a bit small for me ... ... " she added in a young girl's tone,
squirming around in her seat, trying her best to find a comfortable spot. "
... ... .in case you haven't noticed, I'm a pretty big girl" she playfully
added, sticking her ample breasts out yet again, so much so it caused her
already form fitting white blouse to burst its top button, sending it shooting
across the room towards the object of her lust, who was now getting an even
better shot of this young Amazons incredible cleavage.

"Yes, I ... ... .I am sorry about that. It seems the chairs in here are a bit
smaller than the normal school ones. Please, just do the best you can and I'll
... ... .see ... ... what ... ... ... " Mr. Scott spoke out, slowly stopping
his words as he looked over at Amy, who was now taking full advantage of her
chest's new freedom, with a series of erotically (though powerfully) hit Pec
Pulsations.

"Is there something wrong, Mr. Scott?" the young muscle girl spoke out
innocently, though she knew full well that her actions, as well as her
thoughts towards this growingly sexy man before her, were anything but.
Twirling a single one of her long, perfectly braided blond pigtails around her
index finger, while giving him a sexy little pout, Amy's massively muscular
mammaries seemed to move around with a mind of their own. Bouncing and dancing
and flexing up and down, to-and-fro, right and then left then back to right,
this teenage girl's lusciously meaty breasts were simply unreal, moving with
incredible muscle control and amazing sexuality. None of which was lost on
this growingly aroused school administrator in the least.

"Uh ... ..your ... .ah ... ..no, nothing's wrong ... ..uh ... .Miss Hardstone.
I ... ..I just think you should get back to your studies, or whatever else you
were doing. This is detention after all, you and you are here for a reason"
Robert Scott made out with a completely red face and a stammer in his voice.
Watching this young girl before him, looking as she was, doing what she was,
he could literally stare at her for hours, days, Forever ... ... .but alas, he
was a teacher at this school, and a new one at that, so the last thing he
needed was to get caught up in some Student Love Fiasco and risk losing his
job. Though try as he might to regain his much-needed composure and authority,
his only thoughts revolved around how utterly perfect this 18- year-old before
him looked, in every conceivable way, and how just one intimate moment with
her would be more than worth any such reprimand he would receive in return.
"So, what exactly did you do to earn yourself detention today, Miss
Hardstone?"

"Amy, please, you add 20 years to your age when you call me Miss Hardstone.
and I like you just the way you are" she replied, involuntarily licking her
lips with arousal. "Well, if you must know, I got into a fight today"

"A fight? Well, I can certainly see why you'd be here then Miss ... .uh ...
.Amy. School is a place for learning and educational growth, not for physical
threats and violence" he made out in a scolding, teacherly tone. "Though I am
a bit surprised to see you here by yourself then. Surely the girl you were
fighting with should be here as well, to join in your shared punishment?" A
statement that made this extremely beautiful High School Senior burst out in
laughter, which did wonders in bouncing and heaving her thick and shapely
form, especially her more than ample breasts.

2 "You are So Cute, do you know that? Hee hee. I didn't get into a fight with
a girl silly, I got into a fight with a guy ... ..well, three of them anyway,
and it wasn't really much of a fight, as it was a beating really" she proudly
spoke, thrilled as always at the truly amazing things her body was capable of.
"As for why THEY are not here with me, well I'd say because they're in the
hospital, or should be anyway"

"You ... ..you put three boys in the hospital today??" Mr. Scott spoke with a
lump in his throat, slightly shocked at hearing such news, as even though he
could clearly see she was a fit and very athletic looking young girl (to say
the least), such a feat as she had just described seemed all but impossible to
him. "But ... ..you don't look like you have a mark on you, your clothes
aren't even damaged ... ... how ... .."

"How? Well, with these of course ... ... " she erotically breathed out,
flexing her rock-solid arms out full and thick with muscle, pressing her
already tight blouse sleeves to beyond their breaking point, causing little
rips and tears to emerge from this durable, though overmatched, fabric. " ...
..and I can't forget about these babies ... ... ." she cooed as she turned to
ride "side saddle" in her restraining seat, flexing her very exposed legs
through her pleated red and black schoolgirl mini- skirt, with rippling hard,
strong and shapely, muscle. " ... ... and maybe, just a touch of These!" she
concluded, flexing her hard muscular pecs together, doing so in a more
intimidatingly crushing, less sensual, way than she had do earlier.

3 "My God!" he subconsciously made out, viewing this young Amazon in all of
her fully flexed glory, or so he thought, as even as thick and densely muscled
her physique looked now, she had still not yet reached her body's incredible
upper limits. Nonetheless, Amy was easily Much Bigger than he was, in every
conceivable way, not to mention vastly more powerful as well. Something that
had always been a hidden source of lust and arousal to this smaller than
average male, something he need to suppress with every fiber of his being here
and now. "You ... ..uh ... .I ... ..I need to get back to my work ... ..ummm
... ..I have papers to grade, and exams to look through. You, you just sit
there and watch the clock, if you have nothing better to do. We have nearly a
full hour left together this afternoon ... ..so, I ... ... I think we should
spend it doing our own thing ... ... .quietly and alone" he nervously spoke
out, trying his best to regain control, while making it so that any
interaction between them for the remainder of this afternoon was few and far
between.

And so Robert Scott spent the next several minutes doing his teacherly duties,
anxiously counting down the minutes until detention was over, knowing that his
only chance to fully resist his extreme attraction to this Amazon beauty was
to part company at the end of this after school session. So he watched the
seconds go on by in his watch, praying for time to zip on by, though cursing
the fates for instead making it pass ... ... very ... ... slowly ... ... ...
instead.

Amy could easily sense his aura of sexual frustration, relishing in the
affects her erotic sexuality and thickly muscled body had on this very cute
teacher before her. Sticking her fingers in and out of her mouth, licking its
firmness before alternatingly moving it to another of her long, golden
pigtails, twisting and turning its soft, flowing mane around her fingers with
a perfect display of teenage girl eroticism. Her nipples hardened with
lust-filled energies, her eyes fluttered at the thoughts of having this man's
small, weedy frame tight within her muscular embrace, her tongue moistened her
full, pouting lips, while her vagina was getting more than a little wetness of
its own. Amy knew full well it was only a matter of time before she made her
sexual desires a reality this day, though unfortunately for her sexual partner
here and now, Patience wasn't exactly her strong suit.

CREAK! SNAP!! CRUNCH!!! came a series of clearly audible sounds from directly
in front of this visibly nervous school- teacher, as he swiftly raised his
head up to see Amy still sitting in her chair on the other side of his desk,
though her chair now appeared to be half gone. Its flat upper half, made up of
a mixture of hard wood and metal frames, had been physically and forcibly
removed, with Amy's thick and shapely thighs, sexily crossed over one another,
now with much more room to move.

"Well, I did tell you this seat was too tight" the young musclegirl teasingly
spoke, as her right hand dropped the upper portion of her desk onto the floor
with a Clang!

"My God! You didn't just ... ... you couldn't have ... .."

"Oh, but I did" she replied back with a superiority about her. "I guess I
don't know my own strength sometimes. Hee hee hee" she giggled out in a
girlish little voice, the forming of an Oops across her ruby red lips, as she
puffed her mammoth breasts out a bit more, shooting yet another button from
her white, school issued, blouse across the room, giving Mr. Scott an even
better shot of her picture-perfect cleavage.

"Yes ... ... .yes, I ... ..I'm sure a girl your size would have a bit of
trouble with ... ... "

"Are you calling me fat??" Amy played with her man, acting all hurt and
offended, standing up before him now in all of her muscle packed, 6 foot tall,
glory. "I'll have you know I work Very Hard to get a body like this!" she
continued, flexing her thick, muscular legs, showing off thighs that were each
as big as this tiny man's waist, and infinitely stronger to boot. Her legs
size was only complimented by their amazing hardness and incredible shape, all
thanks to her extremely muscular physique, which was certainly not limited to
her more exposed lower half.

"I lift very heavy weights, much heavier than even the strongest boys here at
school, that would mean easily moreso than you could even dream, Little Man"
she erotically spoke in a threatening tone, as she powered her mighty
161/2-inch biceps into an incredibly strong looking Front Double Biceps shot.
So thick did her arms become, so hard and rock solid did her biceps now
appear, that they now completely tore through her already tightly covering
sleeves like tissue paper. This along with the flaring of her huge lats and
massive chest, ripped the top half of her schoolgirl uniform to shreds.

There Amy stood before him, a picture of Amazonian Perfection, complete with a
gorgeous young face, skimpy and body- hugging attire (what there was left of
it anyway), and a thick, muscular body that would crush a man to pulp without
even trying. She knew she was in control here and now, that fact was never a
doubt in her mind, even though he was the teacher and she the student. His
weak and frail form was utterly outclassed against this towering muscle girl,
so much so Amy would more than bet that half the girls in school (athletic or
not) could pin him down and make him Cry Uncle, let alone someone who could do
that to the schools big and burly football coach. and in fact, has done so,
many times.