ANNE'S DAY OFF
by DTM
A Glimpse In The Life Of Anne Verdier, A Big Girl With An Even Bigger Heart


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Anne Verdier awoke from her soft and spacious bed this morning with a slow,
long, full body stretch and a sexy little girl sounding yawn emerging from her
perfectly shaped lips. Another beginning to another day, something she was
always looking forward to starting. A very positive and optimistic person,
Anne always saw the brighter side of life, and was always one to engage each
new day with excitement and a lust to explore what life had to offer to its
fullest......once she got out of bed, that was. A few minutes later she slowly
arose from her soft, comfortable bed, her hair all a mess, her face without a
stitch of make-up, yet she was still as beautiful a 24 year old woman as any
you could possibly hope to see. The removal of her light, flowing sheets
exposed her body in a short, silky smooth nightie, her physique on display now
in all of its truly amazing glory; which viewed for the first time, always
caused more than its share of attention.

Annes body was hardly what one would consider the female norm, as her
statuesque 5' 9" height held a perfectly feminine shaped 240 pounds of
voluptuously shaped, rock solid, super sexy female muscle. From thick and
lusciously muscle packed legs, to a round, firm bowling ball bubble butt, to a
tight, trim, ridgedly cut waist, up to her more than ample DD-cup breasts,
much larger than softball-sized, steel hard biceps, and a massively wide set
of shoulders and back that could eclipse most any man from view with a sexily
placed lat spread. Though as truly Amazonian and Goddess-like as Anne was
physically, her attitude was anything but regal or pompous, as she was as down
to Earth, friendly, kind and good hearted a woman as you could possibly find,
who would do anything she could for anyone in need (and has, on many
occasions).

With another long, wide yawn and final morning stretch completed, Anne stood
up to her feet and made her way into the bathroom to begin the usual ritual
that concluded her morning wake up each and every day. With a quick cleaning
of her pearly white teeth, a brushing of her short brown, with slight reddish
highlights, hair (something she was never a big fan of doing, the main reason
she kept her locks as short as she did), and a overall grooming of her newly
awakened form, Anne then made her way down to her kitchen for a big and hearty
breakfast. Never being the kind of girl who starved herself with salads and
tiny, barely mouthful, meals, Anne was always more than up for the large
portions that hardly any other woman would dare attempt. Her muscle packed
physique always being of the fit and athletic variety, being an avid gymnast
since a very young age (which was a sport known for turning their young
participants into rock solid, muscularly thick, amazingly powerful young
athletes), Anne was no exception, she could easily burn off even the largest
of meals, keeping her body in amazingly fit, firm and tip-top shape. It wasnt
too long into her teenage years that her already super athletic young body
blossomed with womanly curves; although unlike most of the other girls around
her, whose bodies filled out with soft, lush shape, Anne grew up and out (in
every one of her womanly shaped areas) with thick, hard, powerful, female
muscle.

Instead of her breasts expanding with the soft roundness most would associate
with women, hers filled out with voluptuously rounded pec muscles. Her butt,
while as smooth and curved as any young girl could hope for, was made from
hard gluteal muscles that pulsed with power and gave her a truly incredible
shape from behind. Long, shapely, firm legs were the envy of any young girl
blossoming into womanhood, which Anne had in spades, only hers were thicker,
harder and so much more muscular than even most of the boys at her school
growing up. Overall, when this young Amazon girls physique did her teenage
transformation into adulthood, it became bigger, firmer and stronger than
anyone in her school, including most of the teachers as well.

Yet where such a thing could cause one to become shunned, ridiculed and made
fun off, Annes fun-loving, social and very personable demeanor more than
ensured that no one treated her sorely or thought anything bad of her in the
least - all of this without even a hint of physical violence from her if they
did, something her then 17" arms and 28" thighs could have easily dealt out if
she choose to. No, this gorgeous young Amazon was as well liked by those
around her, for her own light-up-a-room personality and playful attitude, as
she was happy and helpful with them in return. Though with all that seemed
right in her world, and others more than positive treatment of her utterly
breathtaking physical form, there was still a place in her heart that made her
feel out of place, outcast and sometimes even freakish. She knew, without
being the least bit vain, that she was quite a facially attractive woman (an
understatement if there ever was one), though at times she felt more than a
bit shy and insecure due to her clearly musclebound body; especially around
the presence of a special new man, one she feared may be scared off at the
mere sight of her now even more muscular female form - though something that
has yet to unwantingly happen, ever.

Still, even though thoughts of wondering what it would be like to look like a
"normal" woman would occasionally pop into her mind, for the most part Anne
was very proud of her powerfully fit female physique, and usually displayed a
confidence to match. Something which lead to her favorite after breakfast
pastime, a hard-out, gut-bursting, sweat-pouring, full body workout. So the
excited young Amazon woman finished her exquisitely prepared morning meal, and
made her way back to her bedroom, removing her soft, silky, full body covering
robe, and changed into something much more befitting an attire for a heavy
lifting gym session. Something that went against what she would most anytime
consider wearing out in public, her workout clothing showed off nearly every
inch her utterly Amazonian form, and this days choice was no exception. A
bright orange pair of short shorts, with slight slits up the sides, were
sexily drawn up to her tight 6-Pack waist, just barely making it over and
around her massive 38" thighs. Even made from a special, stretchy, fabric as
they were, her shorts were still pushed to their limits when traveling past
the thickest, juiciest part of her quads, before sliding back down to the
relative smallness that was just below her stomach. Little girlish styled
white and orange sneakers to help complete the bottom half of her outfit, and
show off, if only to herself for the moment, her love for girlish little
styles (especially dresses, something she would not readily admit to others
about).

Her thickly muscled upper body was barely covered in a small (on her anyway)
white tank top, which just had enough material to wrap around her truly unreal
sized back and amazingly pumped and thickly muscle packed pecs. A look Anne
further emphasized by rolling up the bottom end of its totally stretched out
material to a few inches below her mammoth muscular mammaries, to proudly
display her tight, rippling hard abs. She then modeled herself back and forth
around the large, full length mirror in her room, standing before it looking
like the She-Hulk if she was a Hooters girl; with the replacement of emerald
green skin for the soft, pure white glow of her natural form (though still
sporting a set of glistening green eyes). Anne was now ready, willing and more
than able to tackle another hard fought, heavy metal, muscle pumping workout;
though in the end, it seemed her modesty got the better of her, and she pulled
over a very large pink sweat-suit to help cover herself up for the moment,
which also helped give her more of a sweat during her workouts, providing more
results to her several hours long pumping of iron in the end.

A twice daily routine Anne didnt mind doing in the least, in fact she felt an
unreal thrill during such sessions in feeling the pump of her muscular body,
in seeing its more than impressive strength and power (greater than any man
she had ever met, most by a very large degree), and the overall buzz she
received when pushing her muscle packed physique to its limits, and often
times, beyond. On her way back downstairs to her desired locale the phone
rang, giving a slight, though very welcomed, interruption from the starting
her workout. It was her work, the world renowned medical organization Health
International, to which she employed as a Registered Nurse for a few years
now; a job that she truly loved, as it gave her the opportunity to help those
truly in need; using her highly studied, well practiced medical knowledge to
its fullest to help those around her, something she always tried to do with a
smile on her face and a spring in her step. Yes, Anne was a very positive
young woman, with more than her reasons for being so, and always willing to
share her warmth, cheer and generosity to any and all who may need some.

Her employers were merely checking up on her schedule for the next several
days, as it was quite common for such RN's to work more than one day at a
time, sleeping when they could in between shifts at specially allocated
hospital rooms, so that they could be ready to spring to action at a moments
notice. Something Anne was perfectly fine with, as at this stage in her life
she lived alone (with the exception of a pair of beautiful housecats that she
truly loved, though were quite allergic to as well), with no one around to
miss her days long at a time occupation (her precious felines being well
trained and could more than look after themselves with the layout Anne would
set up for them before actually leaving) So with a wide smile and a happily
spoken See Ya Later, the beautiful young Amazon continued on towards her
desired location; down yet another series of stairs to her basement gym, which
held more than enough equipment to give even her body a truly thrilling (and
often times sexually arousing) workout.

With a clicking on of lights to this incredibly spacious level, the wide
assortment of machines and workout areas instantly came into view, allowing
her access to virtually any type of workout she wished to put her body
through; always looking to come up with new and exciting ways to push her
incredibly muscular form harder and stronger, always more than interested in
the results of such sessions, the fruits of her labor so to speak. So without
further delay, and much in the way of girlish excitement from this truly awe
inspiring musclegirl, Anne jumped onto her first machine, working one of her
truly favorite bodyparts, her chest. Getting into the already fully stocked
bench press, the hulking beauty raising her hands to grab hold of the sturdy
metallic bar above her; which due to the incredible amounts of weight on
either of its sides, was slightly bent over, though still held its more than
impressive assortment of large, metal plates.

With a few quick breaths and a look of unreal determination, Anne thrust all
of her upper bodies strength upward, lifting this massive barbell up from its
resting place, as she guided it just over her already thickly muscled and
clearly pumped up pecs, and began to hit a series of up and down movements
that showed off not only her amazingly strong body but her perfect form and
graceful movements as well. Each and every lift and lowering of this weight
caused her to grunt and groan with exertion in a high pitched, ultra feminine
tone. Her voice a far cry from what one would expect from a woman so insanely
muscular, so soft and gentle, so feminine and angelic, not a hint of any drug
altered changes to its tone; something she proudly never used in her life, her
own privileged genetics and lifetime of athletics and hard work being the sole
cause for her extremely muscular (yet still very feminine and sexy) physique.

Her giant chest, which was incredibly full and muscular even unflexed and at
rest, was now expanding even more under the constant exertion of this full-on,
world class workout. So much so its increase in size and muscle density could
be seen even underneath her once baggy (though on her, body huggingly tight)
sweatshirt. Her pecs had always been one of her favorite areas to train, ever
since she was in her teenage years, as she loved the way guys reacted to its
more than impressive roundness and firmness, in addition, for those truly
close to her, her muscle controlled movements and overall pec dancing
displays. As sexy as it was for a girl to have big, round breasts, it was
simply so much moreso when they were filled with firm, muscle that they could
bounce and flex and move about all on their own. Hardly growing up being the
town tramp by any means whatsoever, Anne certainly still had her share of men
in her 24 years of life; and all of them, each and every one, could not wait
to ask for alittle pec flexing from this Amazonian Goddess, something she
would do with the utmost of ease and incredible excitement at what was soon to
follow. Yes, Anne loved her thick, lusciously hard, DD-sized chest, and it was
always a thrill to work it hard and strong, never knowing where she would be
using it (and its unreal muscular movements) again.

So with a final clanging down of this immensely heavy barbell back onto its
moorings, her first of three sets completed, allowing her a one minute break
to get up and stretch out this newly exercised bodypart. Doing so nearly tore
the tight fitting T-shirt she wore underneath to shreds, another thing that
always excited her to an unreal degree. It was always a secret thrill of
Annes, when her clothes were became too tight and old, yet too worn and
unkempt to actually donate out, to place them over of mammothly muscular body,
come down here with each and every wall covered in tall, full length mirrors,
and just FLEX. When that happened, it usually always meant for a ripped to
shreds end of whatever outfit she had on, burst to pieces by the unreal sized
muscles she possessed. Something that while during such sessions was sole
reason of her bodies full on expanse (and a very exciting and arousing one at
that), sometimes did happen when she was out in the real world as well, which
was anything but expected or desired (especially at work, wearing their
largest sized nurses uniforms, though on her still looked a bit small, tight
and borderline erotic)

Yes, Anne did love the amazing things her uniquely large body could do, though
was never one to use or abuse such power on others, ever, and only really
brought out its muscular abilities by request (from her various boyfriends
during her lifetime - even some of her girl friends as well) or during a
situation that its assistance was sorely needed (such as breaking up a fight,
stopping a mugging, or protecting those that she loved). So with roughly 60
seconds gone from her last hard hit set, Anne made her way back down to her
current gym station, and continued on with set after set of her body pumping
workout, until this particular exercise was complete, allowing her to move on
with girlish excitement to another one.

From pec decks to cable crossovers to just hard on flexings of her
voluptuously hard chest, this gorgeously built beauty hit this muscular
bodypart from every angle, working every inch of muscle, pushing every ounce
of its strength to its limits, before ending her chest routine with several
minutes of pec pulsation practice, feeling the thrill of her ability to so
easily and effectively (not to mention downright sexily) move her ample
breasts around and around. Whether it be one at a time, both at once, or a
slow, flowing top to bottom wave, Anne simply loved ending her routines as
such, something that was clearly evident by the sensual closing of her eyes
and the tender licking of her lips as she did so. Not an uncommon event at
all, though hardly something Anne planned to have happen, as she just couldnt
help losing herself in the feel of her muscles, the sense of her strength, the
aura of her power. Though seconds later she returns back to reality, and moved
on to another of her favorite exercises, the squat.

Filling up the bar to its limits (as she was always one to Work Hard, Work
Heavy) she gracefully moved her buxomly bountiful and bodacious bodybuilder
body underneath the strained to its limits Olympic level bar; positioning
herself to perfection, and with a slight female grunt of effort, Anne hoisted
the massively heavy weight up across her amazingly wide back and shoulders,
moving back a few feet away from its rack, before proceeding to hit a series
of expertly balanced, incredibly powerful, sexually stimulating, deep knee
squats. Her look one of deep intensity, her body one of rock solid marble (or
one would guess, being that only her lush, rounded curves and shape could be
seen beneath her pink gymwear) her strength and power undeniable. Up and down
her ultra muscular physique went, her lusciously thick bowling ball glutes
sticking out far and wide on the decline, her extremely long, lean and shapely
legs rippling with muscle and steel firm on the incline. Such a weight was
well beyond what most any other man could hop to handle, far beyond what most
other men weighed as well (something she had more than her share of experience
with, from friendly little piggyback rides to punishingly painful
back-breakers), yet this beautiful young Amazon woman completed her first rep,
which was a key one for maintaining her voluptuously firm and muscular lower
body. While lifting as heavy as she did made finding such clothes for her
lower body all the harder (especially a nice pair of tight fitting jeans), she
knew it was more than worth it; also knowing that any article of clothing that
she felt was getting a bit on the tight side, would be moved to the pile of
those she would put on for herself (or a truly special man), and burst her
immensely muscular body clean through, a truly arousing sight for any who were
lucky enough to witness.

Anne was always one to go to the extreme with whatever she did, always wanting
to do her best and give it her all, whether it be dealing with her various
forms of athletic throughout her life, to her studies from Elementary to
Medical School, to her relationship with her friends and family, who always
knew this big hearted supergirl would always be there for them when she was
needed. Do it right or dont do it at all, was one of her many mottos,
something that helped her become one of the most sought after young Nurses in
the field today, as well as one of the most muscular women on the face of this
Earth. So in following that credo, she continued on with her hard and heavy
workout with the utmost of excitement; never feeling down about having to
spend some of her morning and evening doing such routines, as she knew the
benefits of her hard work were all too worth it, in her eyes as well as in
others.

So with a powerful finish to her final world class level squat, she placed the
partially bending bar back on its racking, gave her rippling legs and luscious
butt a few quick flexes and muscle pusles for an additional pump to its mighty
muscular forms, moving on to the rest of her workout, completing another set
of leg exercises before moving on to give the same exciting (aka erotic) pump
to the rest of the muscles in her body. Hitting her massive 22" arms with
hammer, preacher and barbell curls, to her nearly matching 20" calves with
donkey and seated calf raises, to flaring and flexing her immensely wide back
and shoulders with full rack (and them some) lat pulldowns, shoulder presses
and wide grip chin-ups, ending as always with a series of crunches, getting
every conceivable angle of her thick, solid 6-Pack; pumping up and down on
their near bulletproof hardness, until exhaustion overtook even her nearly
superhuman level frame.

Such was the intensity of Annes twice daily workouts, something that was
clearly necessary in order for her to maintain her thickly muscular physique,
something that was now as much a part of her as her very heart and soul,
something she could never see herself being without; and as such became the
driving factor in her twice daily exercise routines, in addition to the buzz
and overall high she got when it was finally all over. Anne usually wore baggy
concealing clothing during her actual muscle pumping performances, flexing and
growing her rock solid physique after each exercise, watching with a girlish
excitement as she could see her hard training and heavy lifting even through
her fully body covering and quite concealing outer-wear. Though when she was
done Anne always relished in its removal from her gloriously powerful frame,
so that she could stand and stare at the fruits of her labor, watching her now
very much exposed and revealed frame and view each and every ounce of its hard
shape, pumped curves and firm, sexy, rippling muscularity (which was the
reason she always wore such ultra short and sexy gym-wear underneath)

There she stood, dressed in her tight, body hugging short shorts and rolled up
tank top T-shirt, her body thick and juicy with newly trained, heavily pumped,
female muscle meat. Hardly what one would consider a normal feminine form
(something she had been used to since her early teenage years), though even
its massively muscle packed form still showed off more than its share of
sensual female curves and a very sexy feminine shape; something that was only
enhanced moreso by her truly gorgeous face and high pitched womanly voice. One
look at Anne and anyone could tell she was as muscular as any man they had
ever seen before, with an overall shape and soft feminine features that were
as captivating as any womans as well. The perfect blend of strong, powerful
muscle and a warm, loving heart, one of the many reasons she was so well liked
by all around her, something that filled her with joy and warmth, and most of
all pride in herself; something that helped her immensely in getting through
her tough emotional times, when such doubts about her physical appearance (as
unfounded as they were) managed to creep their way inside her head.

Though today was hardly such a time, as so proud was Anne of her hard earned
body, which was now sexily displayed before her, showing off every perfectly
sculpted angle across this fully stocked gyms completely mirrored walls, that
she couldnt help but begin another session of what she called Flex n Feel, to
which she would explore each and every curve, shape, ripple, crevasse, hill
and valley of her utterly Amazonian muscle packed form, as she hardened and
expanded every single area as her soft, probing fingertips traced their way
across them. Yes, her workouts had a very obvious affect on her outsides,
though almost always had a very stimulating affect on her insides as well, and
today was no exception; as a single thickly muscled arm sensuously came up to
Full Flex, sporting a sizable bicep that would put most any mans to shame, yet
with an accompanying touch from her other hand that was as gentle as any
womans could be. Anne relished in the feel of her own muscular body after an
intense workout, which was clearly obvious with the soft, sensual handling of
rock solid biceps, which were slowly being alternatingly flexed across her
lusciously stacked pecs; her opposing hand always at the ready to feel these
rock solid muscles, trying to dent their steel hardness in an erotically
testing and teasing way, something even her own unreal powered grip most often
failed to accomplish.

From her biceps flexed hard and strong, Anne traced her hands down her sides,
teasing and tickling her wing-like lats as she did, causing them to
involuntarily flare out wildly; which was the last straw for her full
outstretched tank top, causing it to rip straight down her back and fall
softly to the floor. Upon reaching her super tight waist, Anne curved her
hands inward towards her ridgedly hard abdominals, her eyes closed and lost in
the moment, while her fingertips danced lightly and sensually across every
little dip and raise that made up her rippling hard stomach. Slight little
Oooohs and Aaaaahs came from her soft, full lips, as her hands proudly danced
their way across her diamond firm abs, making their way down even more towards
another of her favorite bodyparts, her massively thick, extremely muscular
thighs.

In addition to any male she had ever been with asking her to grace them with a
sexily hit pec flex, they also all couldnt help but request that her mammothly
muscle packed thighs be placed around something to test their strength; from a
hard rock melon, to a fully inflated football, to their very own body. None of
them could get enough of Annes sexily muscular thighs, and in most every one
of those instances, this kind-hearted supergirl was all too glad to fulfill
their requests. Leaving the more up close and personal demonstrations for
those special men she was currently dating, adding a whole new level to any
and all role-playing to their love making sessions, she was still very
friendly when asked by complete strangers as well. All of them in awe of Annes
bulgingly Amazonian frame, all of them dying for a single touch on her truly
unreal physique, or if the situation presented itself, a display of her bodys
tremendous strength and power as well. To those unknown admirers who
approached her with respect and appreciation, this beautiful musclegirl was
all too eager to make their day, though to those that came to her with rude,
obnoxious or macho attitudes, Anne was all to willing to turn them away
(sometimes even physically if they pressed the matter further, something she
was sure they would never be doing again)

Yes, despite the rare instances of doubt and fear regarding her amazingly
thick and muscular form, Anne was truly happy with her body overall, which was
still being caressed by her all too anxious hands and eager fingertips; moving
their way up and down her glisteningly sweaty, fully flexed, muscle packed
form. Relishing in the touch and feel of her physical power and strength, her
multitude of shapely firm curves and peaks of ultra hard female muscle
underneath. Her erotically sensuous moans and groans of delight chirping out
from her all too inviting lips, as Anne couldnt help but continue her own
bodys self admiring touches; something which at this point was happening
nearly on a subconscious and involuntary basis, something that even she was
unsure of when it was going to end...........something that her two hungry
cats helped decide for her, as they rubbed themselves and along her lusciously
bulging calves, causing her severe allergic reaction to take affect and a fit
of sneezing to follow. Something that not only broke her all too common post
workout mood, but caused her body to pulse and pop with muscle with each and
every sneeze, the third one of which caused her thickly muscled frame to flex
so hard it popped her already body hugging sports bra clean off her body. Anne
quickly cupped her voluptuously hard pecs in her hands, her face turning a
bright shade of red from embarrassment, as her breathing and her mindset began
to return to a state of normalcy; away from the erotically charged Flex n Feel
display she was shown doing just seconds earlier.

"I SO need a boyfriend" Anne laughed out with a beautifully framed smile,
showing signs of embarrassment due to the length of her self satisfying
display, as she gathered up the remains of her torn apart T-shirt and bra,
gave a few cute little cat calls to her two "starving" babies, and excitedly
bounced her way upstairs; another intense muscle-building workout completed,
another day full of life (and maybe even love) about to begin.

THE END