HOMECOMING (Part 3)
by Pac - Written for DTM / Amy's Conquest




Erma's was the type of place students went after the bars closed, or
before classes started, depending on the student's level of dedication.
Mike and Katie arrived a few minutes earlier than his friends, with Mike
eager to show off his fantasy made flesh.


Mike took Katie with him to his hotel to get a change of clothing, and
the couple got so involved in his room they nearly didn't make the 7 am
breakfast get together. They managed to drag themselves away with a
monumental effort, about ten minutes before seven, and still beat his
friends by twenty minutes.


They came shambling into the restaurant, hung over and disheveled. They
were seated and slumped down on the other side of the couple. Mike
silently thanked Providence for missing their "nostalgia" session.


At Mike's urging, Katie wore her loose warm-up jacket, hiding her
incredible figure as much as possible. It was impossible to conceal her
gigantic breasts though, and, being guys, they noticed her massive
attributes as soon as they sat down. Mike and Katie looked at each other
and stifled a laugh at their comic expressions.


She seemed to enjoy being showed off as much as Mike was enjoying the
surprise he was going to spring on his old college friends. She watched
their eyes as much as she could without making them self-conscoius about
their incredulous looks at her chest pushing far out above the table,
nearly covering her place setting.


"About time," Mike chided as the men convalesced across from them. "Did
you guys forget how to find this place?"


Since Erma's was one of the most popular off-campus eateries, attended by
decades of students, there was no possibility of that, but Mike had to
get in the jab at their poor condition.


"Yeah, yeah, smart aleck," Jack, obviously the sarcastic friend, replied
as he put his hand to his head. "After you bailed on us, Cam and I
figured we'd go to a few of the other places we used to hit. Most of them
were gone, but The Fox Lounge is still kicking."


"Ugh," Katie said, making a face, "I hope that place was nicer when you
were going to college here. My friends tell me that place is one Health
Inspection away from being condemned."


The guys laughed. "It was that bad back then, too, but nostalgia is
nostalgia. What new places do you young ones go to now? We're a little
out of touch."


"We can ask my friends when they get here," Katie replied, "I don't go
out very much... I'm high on life."


She felt Mike's leg under the table and he got a sly smile on his face,
casting a glance her way.


"Katie's very health-conscious," Mike said, his hand moving over the
rock-hard surface of her thigh, too huge to squeeze like she had his.
"Her one roommate is a dietician, and designed a meal regimen for her,
and she's now the overseer of our old weight room."


"Do you compete? You look like you're a powerlifter" Cam asked. He was
slightly shorter than Mike and Katie, but still looked to be in shape. He
had the intense look of a serious weight lifter.


Jack, on the other hand, was obviously no longer going to the gym. His
paunchy middle-aged frame looked older than early forties; Katie would
have guessed early to mid-fifties from his appearance.


"I don't compete in any real events, just the bench competition here,"
she said. "But I started doing personal training for some of the college
students to help pay for school. I've got enough clients that they pay
for my housing and food. The rest will have me paying off loans until I'm
old and gray."


"Isn't that the truth?" Jack said. "I think I finally got all of mine
done about five years ago. That was a celebration of epic proportions."


"Heh, I'll bet Jack," Mike said with a laugh, "I seem to recall many
epically-proportioned celebrations when we were undergrads.


"Yeah... memories," he replied, and rubbed his temples, looking pained.


As bad as Jack looked, Cameron looked worse. He apparently was more out
of practice at drunken college revelry than Jack, and he appeared to be
paying heavily for his night of nostalgia. He spent most of the
conversation with his head bowed.


Mike, knowing exactly how they would be feeling, produced a bottle of
aspirin.


"Don't ever say I don't have your backs," he said, handing them over.


"Hah, I've already got a few in me," Jack said, handing them to Cameron,
who palmed two pills, tossing them down his throat.


"I don't remember college being quite this... strenuous," he said. "I
think I had a bit more tolerance for alcohol back then."


"I never understood why you guys always hit it so hard," Mike said. "A
few beers to loosen up was always enough for me."


"Pardon us for saying, Katie, but Mike usually wasn't at the bars to
drink beer," Jack said, a smile on his face. "He was the flirt of the
group."


"Well, he didn't have a chance to turn on the charm last night," she
replied, unruffled. "I was pretty much the one who approached him."


A waitress arrived and they placed orders for coffee, Katie opting for
grapefruit juice. Cameron turned green just hearing her order.


"I got to see firsthand why I'll never win another bench contest," Mike
said, casting a fond glance at Katie. "I'm just glad she wasn't competing
back when we started this thing. We'd have been schooled at our own
event!"


Katie blushed prettily, and the guys discretely checked her out as she
looked over at Mike with as much fire as Mike aimed at her. She was
obviously extremely busty, but other than being a really big woman, the
guys couldn't tell exactly what was under her jacket.


"I think back then it would have been a lot closer," she said at Mike.
"There have been a number of advances in exercise theory that I've
applied while I've been going for my degree. I don't think I could've
gotten the gains back then that I have now."


"Wow, you can beat Mike's 505 on bench? What's the record at now?" Jack
asked, wide-eyed. "I remember everyone thinking Mike's numbers would've
stood for a while, especially with the competition that first year. He
had thirty pounds on the nearest guy, and that was Cam."


"He wouldn't have, but my shoulder was sore that day," Cameron said with
a groan.


"Yeah, we were always neck-in-neck in the weight room," Mike admitted. "I
think I never would've gotten close to 505 back then if Cam hadn't been
pushing it so hard."


"You guys must have had fun," Katie said. "I remember when you'd come
visit Roselia Ward, so big and buff, and all the kids would crowd around
to see what you brought with you."


"I loved that," Jack said. "I adopted my daughter because of my
experience there."


"Really?" Katie asked, her eyes alight. "That's great to hear! So many
kids end up there until they hit legal age, that or they bounce around in
foster homes, in and out of places like Ward House. Jeez, is it hot in
here?"


All of the men paused when she asked that. Her face looked so innocent,
but Mike had to take a sip of his water or else he would give it away.


"I dunno," Jack said, wanting to see her out of her jacket. "I guess it's
pretty warm."


"I'm kinda warm," Cam said, glancing at Katie's chest less subtly than he
probably would have done had he been less ill at ease, "but I'm not
exactly the best guy to judge, thanks to Jack."


"You can always say no," Jack said, "but you've always been so
comptetive, I'd have been shocked if you did. You did admirably in going
shot for shot with me... for the first half hour."


Cam groaned and Mike chuckled. Jack's tolerance was legendary back in
college.


"I think it feels like an oven in here," Katie said, slowly unzipping her
jacket.


She almost laughed out loud when she looked across the table at Mike's
friends, so obvoiusly NOT looking in her direction, almost on cue with
one another.


"So, Katie," Jack began, pointedly looking in her eyes, but Mike could
tell he was struggling to not look down. "What made you decide to get
into exercise science?"


Cameron discretely glanced as Katie got to the end of the zipper, and his
eyes nearly fell out of his head when she pulled open her jacket.
Underneath she was wearing a skin-tight black tank top, and her extremely
generous endowment had the top pushed so far out that a ton of cleavage
was showing. Mike looked on with a smile, understanding just what was
going through his mind; he had received the same shock yesterday in the
weight room.


"Well, honestly, it was you guys," she replied. "When you would come
visit, I would see these big, strong guys walking in, confident and fun,
joking around with each other, and I thought to myself that if I
exercised like you did, I'd be confident and strong, too."


"I think it worked," Cam said, his voice hushed.


She shot a dazzling smile at his comment, and Jack got his first look at
her figure. His reaction was much the same as he nearly choked on his
coffee.


"Are you okay, Jack?" Katie asked innocently. "You look like you're
hyperventilating."


"I'm okay... coffee's hot!" Jack said wiping up the mess with his napkin.
"So damn hot!"


"See?" Mike said. "She makes me look like tiny! You've got to see her on
bench!"


"Jesus, Katie!" Jack said after he found his voice, unsubtle as ever.
"I've never seen a girl, or a guy for that matter, as built as you!"


She looked at him dubiously, pulling the halves of her jacket back
together.


"Thanks... I think."


He backpedalled quickly.


"No... I mean I'm really impressed!" he said, realizing his faux pas.
"You're professional bodybuilder caliber, easy! That wasn't a come on, it
was honest admiration!"


"Well, maybe, but it's not just hypertrophy," she said. "I train for
strength, too. The sculpting came years after the size. I always thought
size and definition without the strength accompanying it was a case of
style over substance. I mean, what's the point, right?"


"She's definitely got the strength to go with the size!" Mike attested.
"She's stronger than all three of us put together!"


"Oh, come on," Jack said, incredulous. "I will definitely concede she's
stronger than any of us, but all of us? Maybe three of ME, but all three
of us? No way."


Katie smiled at Jack, a very sunny smile. Mike shook his head at Jack,
not knowing how Katie would take his doubt.


"Yeah, I think that's exaggerating, Mike," she said, cheerily. "I would
say five of Jack, though, maybe more. We ought to go see after we have
breakfast. I have some training sessions this morning, but maybe early
afternoon? Would you guys like to come back, for old time's sake?"


Jack's face reddened slightly, but he held his tongue.


"I'm just picking, silly," she said, and tweaked Jack's nose. "There's no
way I'm five of you!"


Jack laughed, but the look in his eyes was one of uncertainty.


"Maybe ten," Mike said under his breath to Katie, and she laughed.


Mike and Katie cast sly glances at each other. She leaned toward him and
whispered in his ear. Her big breast pressed into the arm, nearly pushing
him out of the booth.


"Baby, I'm probably ten of YOU!" she said, and Mike felt his pants get
tight.


"Please stop, or I won't be able to get up from the table!" Mike groaned
quietly.


Two pretty young women were guided to the table, and Katie looked up as
they approached. One was a very tall redhead and the other a short,
stocky brunette.


"Hey, guys!" Katie said. "You didn't get a chance to meet my friend Mike
last night."


"Hi Mike, nice to- wait, you're not THE Mike, are you?" the taller of the
two said, surprise evident on her face. Cam's eyes lit up when he saw
her. She was maybe six foot three, and built athletically, but not
massive like Katie.


"Am I?" Mike asked Katie, and she elbowed him in the ribs. "Ow! I guess
that's a yes."


"Oh my God!" the girl said. "When did this happen, KK? You're, um,
smaller than I thought you'd be. The way Katie talks about you, I figured
you'd be seven feet tall and shoot fire from your eyes!"


"Shut up Tammy!" Katie said, laughing. "I met him yesterday at the weight
room, by chance!" Katie replied. "I finished my last training session at
six thirty, and was getting in a light workout before I got ready to
close the room, and in he walked! I couldn't believe it! We worked in
together on bench! I felt like I was training with Schwarzenegger!"


Mike's friends laughed loudly. Katie was oblivious to the men's laugh at
Mike's expense, as she rose to talk to her friends. Her excitement was as
palpable as last night, and Mike's face reddened as she gushed over him.
The girls began a lively discussion as if the men weren't there, and Jack
looked at Mike with a snarky smile. Cam was distracted, trying to make
himself more presentable as he ran his hands through his hair.


"Worked in on bench, did you?" Cam asked, and Mike gave them a sheepish
smile. "With you... or under you?"


Mike looked at the girls, then turned to his friend.


"Under, but it was to spot her," Mike replied, defensively, but couldn't
help gushing himself. "And she showed me she was so much stronger than
me! It was awesome!"


Both of his friends' attention continued to drift back to Katie's figure,
and Mike gave them a subtle gesture to knock it off. The girls continued,
completely oblivious.


Katie suddenly stopped talking in mid-sentence and looked down at the
men, who looked up at her guiltily, since they were all checking her out
as she stood tall above them.


"Oh, I'm sorry! I'm not being very polite. Tammy, Helen, this is Michael
Kova#ek."


"THE Michael Kova#ek," he chimed in with a wink at Katie. He covered his
ribs before she could elbow him.


"These are my friends, Jack Kellogg and Cameron... Cam... Newsome," Mike
said, taking over the introductions.


Some polite hand-shaking was done, and the group relocated to a larger
table. After a few minutes and some small-talk while they waited, they
were seated at a round table large enough to fit them all. Mike's friends
sat beside him to his right, and Katie to his left, with her friends to
her left. Cam maneuvered deftly to sit by Tammy.


"Mike, Helen is my nutritionist major friend," she said. "What can I eat
on the menu, Hel?"


"Ha! You'll just exercise it off anyway. but you should go easy on the
fats. You're pretty close to your max for the week," Helen said, and
opened a menu. "How about omelets with egg whites and low fat meat, like
chicken breast."


"That'll work, boss," Katie replied. "Carbs?"


"Yeah, as much as you want, just go aerobic for a while to burn them
off," Helen replied absently, looking at the menu.


"Check, lots of aerobic exercise this weekend. I can do that," she said,
looking sidelong at Mike.


Tammy noticed the look and got a sly smile, then realized Cameron was
having trouble taking his eyes off her. The sly smile broadened.


"So I take it you're all back for Homecoming," she asked him, "but why
did you go the the rec?"


"My friends and I started the bench competition back in... a while ago,"
he said. "It's been a while since I've been back on campus, even though I
only live a half hour away. I figured I'd go back and see what has
changed. It's pretty much the same as I remember it, except it's cleaner
and the equipment is in better shape, and there are a bunch of plaques on
the wall with Katie's name on them!"


The girls laughed.


"Yeah, no kidding!" Helen said. "That room is like her fiefdom now. They
were going to close the entire building, but she got a big student
protest going and about a third of all the undergrads to sign a petition
to keep it open. I think that's the only time I ever saw her at our place
for more than three hours in a row."


Katie laughed lightly.


"Yes, I was a nut back then," she said, looking at Mike, then his
friends. "I met with the Dean of the School of Exercise Science, and I
told him that weight room was how I got in shape, and that if they closed
it, the really hard-core ES students would join Gold's Gym off campus! He
saw my point of view."


She flexed her arm in emphasis and the men's faces went pale, even
Mike's.


Tammy looked at Katie with a surprised smile. She never showed off!


"Yeah, and there was always a rumor-" Helen began.


Katie gave her a serious look and Helen paused. Mike noticed the exchange
out of the corner of his eye, but acted like he hadn't seen anything.


"-that she was going to chain herself to the front door when the
bulldozers came," Helen finished smoothly, but Mike suspected that she
was going to say something different.


"Oh, you've always been the ES poster child," Tammy said. "You probably
could have talked the Dean into doing anything with the building. ES
would have taken it over."


"They are planning to put the cardio lab on the second floor, but they
have to mess with the wiring so it doesn't fry the equipment," Katie
said. "Like any of you guys care."


Katie glanced up at the clock.


"Oh, crap, I have my first training session at nine, and the waitress
hasn't come back since she seated us. Hey, excuse me!" she said, trying
to flag the waitress down.


"Take the jacket all the way off, Katie," Tammy said, "and she'll be
scurrying back over here in a flash!"


"I don't think so," Katie said, embarrassed. "That'll freak the whole
restaurant out!"


"If I was built like you girl, I'd wear a thong and a bra everywhere,"
Tammy continued. "Auto insurance rates would skyrocket in town with all
the people driving off the road!"


"Oh, shut up, Tammy," she said, her face red.


Cameron reacted like he'd enjoy seeing either Tammy or Katie in that
state of undress.


Mike picked up the tab, and the girls planned their day, knowing Katie
would be occupied. The guys accompanied Katie to the gym, Cam reluctantly
They planned to meet up with her roommates afterward for some tailgating
before the game started.


"Jesus, Katie," Cam said when they left the restaurant, "Tammy is
gorgeous! Do you think she's into older guys?"


"She's into ALL guys," Katie said, teasing him. "Watch out boy, she'll
chew you up, isn't that how the song went? She did seem to like you, Cam,
but you've been warned!"


"As mild-mannered as you are Cam, she'll eat you alive," Jack teased, and
Cameron gave him a moody shot on the arm. "Ow! Asshole, ease up on the
guns!"


"We need to get you back in the gym, Jack," Cameron teased in return. "I
think the spare tire is overinflated. not to mention how flabby your arms
have gotten. Damn, dude!"


"Callie never seemed to mind," Jack said, and the guys laughed.


"Yeah," Mike said "right up until she cheated on you with her spinning
instructor."


"The bitch," Jack said, "and that guy was like a twig, maybe five foot
nothing."


"Ha!" Katie said, trying to lighten the mood, "that sounds like a blind
date that smart-aleck Tammy set me up with once! He was about that tall.
You should've seen that!"


"Oh, you have to share that!" Jack said. "He barely came up to your
boobs!"


Mike gave Jack another shot on the arm, and Katie held his hand with
hers.


"It's no big deal, Mike," she said, "it's not like I can hide them. But
yeah, he was so small I couldn't see him over my chest and he kept going
in front of me, holding doors and such, and the one time I actually did
run him over. He got the boobs right in the noggin and went on his butt!
I felt like a total fool."


"So how did the date end?" Mike asked, curious.


"Badly," Katie replied. "He thought that was permission to put his hands
anywhere he wanted, so I had to dissuade him. I tried to be nice at
first, but he kept grabbing me, so I finally grabbed him, right by the
shirt, and yanked him up so we were face to face, and finally said, 'No
means no, tiny!' He got the hint after that. He kept trying to call me
for another date! I wanted to kill Tammy for that, but she said, 'better
you than me!' I guess he had been hassling her for a week before she
sicced him on me!"


Mike's grip on her arm had tightened when she related the last part of
her story, and she smiled at him, leaning in to whisper to him.


"I could get some heels and do that to you, Big Mike," she said, and put
her huge arm around Mike's shoulders. She lifted up and Mike was no
longer walking beside him, his toes dragging the ground as Katie held him
to her. She walked for a while, setting Mike down when Jack glanced back
at them.


Mike waited until Jack turned around and adjusted his pants as Katie
chuckled.


"That would be quite the couple," Cameron said, not noticing Mike and
Katie as he daydreamed about Tammy. "She's even taller than you, Katie.
The poor guy would've needed a step-ladder to kiss her goodnight!"


"So would you, Cam!" Jack said, and jogged ahead to avoid another punch.


They arrived at the rec center, and helped Katie set up for her training
sessions.


"I'd be happy to work with you, Jack, if you want to break back into it,"
she said to him.


"Maybe some other time," he said. "but this weekend is for drunken
college revelry in true Jack Kellogg fashion! I appreciate the offer,
though, and do want to start back up. All you guys are making me
self-conscious! Especially you, Katie! You're body it unreal! You never
did tell us what you benched to win.."


Katie smiled, but didn't reply as she got the weight room ready. The guys
all stopped what they were doing and stood around her.


"All right, Katie!" Mike said. "Come on, spill it. You didn't tell me
last night, either!"


"I always make sure I win by a few plates over the nearest guy, so other
people sign up." she replied casually. "Last year, the dude that was
closest was a big 'roided out jerk, so I made sure the plates were
forty-fives instead of my usual twenty-fives. I was going to put hundreds
on, but that would have been too much. Let me think. I think 'roid head
was able to put up six hundred, plus the bar? Was that last year? I can't
remember. geez!"


Cam and Jack were staring at her, wide-eyed. Mike was looking at her like
he wanted to rip her clothes off. She took her hands and closed Cam and
Jack's mouths.


"Oh, come on, guys!" she said. "You didn't think I was benching below
THAT, did you? Maybe after my training is over, I'll show you guys some
stuff, okay?"


"Definitely!" they replied at the same time.



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