Kat's Awakening (Part 2)
By the Calffan - written for DTM / Amy's Conquest

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In the days following Kat's first explosive session with Traci, her fortune
changed""and for the better. With her cut, the first thing she planned to do
was purchase a car; nothing fancy, just something to get her around. School
was out for the summer and she was at a dealership looking for some wheels.
Things were going to be so much better now that she'd no longer be riding the
bus.

It was a bright and sunny day, not a cloud in sight and Kat was wearing what
she pretty much always wore these days: white tank top with black spandex that
ended at the knee and her tennis shoes. On a normal woman, an outfit such as
that was ordinary, but on Kat, it was attention-grabbing.

No question brought on by the increased and more focused workouts implemented
by her mentor, everything about Kat had transformed: Her upper body was
thicker, with a noticeable width and thickness in her lats, replacing her
already-pronounced shoulders. While not huge, there was a roundness to her
biceps, paired with considerably thicker and larger forearms. Her skin was
silky smooth, which served to enhance her growing physique. There was a more
than subtle hint of pectoral development, which completed with her already
amble bosom and large nipples. It seemed her nipples were always hard; even on
warm days.

>>From behind, one was treated to some of this buff young woman's best assets
- her legs. Leg development was never an issue for Kat, but now, under Traci's
guidance, her legs were in a word, overwhelming. Slender, yet muscular thighs
have given way to large, engorged quads; there was no doubt with those legs
she lifted heavy. Her hamstrings, one of Laura's favorite features, were more
pronounced, with an even sexier curvature to them as they connected to an ass
that had to be seen to be believed. Resulting from major league squats, those
glutes, twin orbs of flawless and thick female muscle, pushed the limits of
her spandex; her womanly hips gently sweeping outward, giving her that
spectacular ass.

Her calves. Oh, those calves, were type that could cause a car accident.
Already perfectly structured with slender ankles and that classic coke bottle
shape, Kat's transformed calves were intimidating. Larger by a couple of
inches, the thickness and width of her lower legs were simultaneously
mouth-watering and oft-putting. They were perfect in their shapeliness and
musculature and sensuously developed; gazing at them would make one thankful
and intimidated by the level of power they possessed. Kat, no longer
self-conscious about being ogled, gleefully displayed her muscles for all to
see; especially those calves.

She was in the market for a modest ride. Unfortunately, carrying a monthly
payment wasn't in the cards, so Kat would need to find something she could buy
outright. She was looking for a miracle with her five grand.

She didn't see him, the salesman, but he saw her. Eyes fixated on that
glorious ass and backs of her calves when she absentmindedly rose up on her
toes, he eagerly anticipated seeing the face that adorned such an unbelievable
physique. Still unnoticed by Katherine, he took in her figure for a full 10
seconds before introducing himself.

"Hi, um ... Ken. Can I help you?" Turning to face him, Kat held out her hand
...

"Hi there! Katherine; I'm in the market for a car ... just looking around." As
with pretty much everyone, those honey hazel eyes mesmerized Ken. As they
shook, her grip strength was unavoidable.

After a 10-minute discussion while walking the lot, Kat settled on a car. Ken
stole as many glances as he could; those calves were so large, he was in awe.
The car wasn't much, but it would do; at least with her current finances.
Problem is, it was ever-so-slightly out of her price range. She wanted it so
bad. Katherine had a plan. As Ken returned from photo-copying her license, she
made sure her bulging calves would greet him when he reached the car. They
were taking it for a spin. Before introducing himself, Kat caught a glimpse of
Ken ogling her big legs while her back was turned. She was watching him the
whole time in the reflection in the car window.

Before beginning the test drive, Kat purposely fumbled with her seat belt,
asking Ken to adjust the height with the "door thingy." As he reached over, he
ever-so-slightly brushed up against Kat's right breast, meeting the large,
erect nipple attached to it. He gasped. It was big, and hard, poking through
her top. Like most people, trying to ignore it just made him focus more
intently.

"Err ... I'm sorry Katherine." Fumbling with the clip, he nervously adjusted
the height of the belt, quickly taking in those huge nipples as she bucked her
seatbelt. Katherine smiled a wry smile. They were on their way.

It was a relatively straightforward test drive, a couple miles down the road,
which had some curves to test the vehicle's suspension and braking. Under
Ken's instruction, Kat made a right and parked approximately 35 feet off the
road. The area was unoccupied, save for a handful of short trees. She placed
the vehicle in park.

"So, Katherine, what do you think? She's got some years on her, but still
drives like a dream." She agreed. The asking price on the placard was a bit
outside her range, but she wanted this car.

"I like it, Ken. it's perfect. Good on gas and I can fit some of my
girlfriends in when we work out." That was her giving him an opening. She
already knew he was crazy for her body and was going to cash in. He took the
bait.

"I noticed your really buff, Katherine ... I'm not being to forward, am I? I
hope not."

"Oh, not at all, Ken. I've always been a bit of a Tomboy and took to lifting
weights to improve my strength. I've kicked up the intensity lately and ... .
voila! Do you like it? I mean, do you like muscles on women? Or am I a bit too
much for your taste?"

"No, not at all, Katherine."

"You can call me Kat, by the way ... my friends call me that." Opening the
door, she stepped out. Ken followed. "Can I look under the hood?" Hurriedly,
he pulled the latch under the dashboard releasing the hood. Kat slowly raised
the hood and secured the prop rod. Ken, now slightly to her right, took in her
profile. She's so muscular he thought to himself, as she looked at the various
components under the hood. Kat had no idea what any of this stuff was or did
but knew exactly what she was doing to Ken. Her swollen triceps caught his
attention.

Like most men, Ken proudly announced the various components, explaining their
function, stealing glances at Kat's broad back, legs and ass while she
surveyed under the hood. He swallowed hard. What would sex with a woman this
built, with those muscles, be like? Turning, Kat caught Ken deep in thought
and noticed his bulge.

"Oh my! Kenneth! Did I do that to you?" Embarrassed and flushed, Ken denied
it. He wasn't very convincing. "It's OK, sweetie; I don't mind. Be honest. Did
I make your dick hard?" Ken momentarily protested, then relented.

"Err, um ... yes, you did ... you did do this to me." He blushed. Looking
directly at his crotch, Kat bit her lip. One of the side effects of her
marathon workouts and supplements was an overactive libido.

"I'm glad. I also love what I'm looking at. How do you get your pants over
that thing? It looks enormous." Ken blushed a deeper crimson.

Standing on the side of the car that obscured them from view, Kat grazed Ken's
erect member, causing him to shudder. Would you like to feel my muscles, Ken?"
He did. Boy did he. "Get on your knees, Kenneth." Obliging and hands shaking,
Ken watched as Katherine slowly rose up on her toes. "Let's start with the
calves, Kenneth. I know you lust after them. You may feel my legs."

Nervously, Ken lightly groped one meaty calf, amazed at its mass, then wrapped
both palms around it. His hands barely encircled it. Squeezing as hard as he
could, they didn't yield. Kat giggled. "That feels good, Hun." She rose up a
bit higher and his fingers spread further, another 3/4 inch added to an
already overwhelming calf. Kat slowly began standing raises, Ken gleefully
groping her glorious legs as the muscles pumped and bulged to his delight. His
right hand lingered on the upside-down heart while his other followed the
cavernous groove along the side.

Ken's cock throbbed in his pants as Katherine tirelessly continued her raises.
Bending over, he licked her calf, relishing the silky-smooth skin wrapped
around what felt like a rock. Kat knew where this was heading; they couldn't
be gone too long without Ken getting in trouble. She fought the urge to slam
her beefy legs around his neck; they were so hungry. "Another time, girls. I
promise," she whispered breathlessly. Ken was sucking on her left calf, too
lost in muscle lust to realize the bullet he just dodged.

Standing flat-footed, she turned, took Ken by the chin and she whispered in
his ear: "That was amazing, Kenneth. You do like these legs, huh?" He was
speechless, but his erection spoke volumes.

Still obscured from prying eyes, Katherine sexily brushed up on Ken, easily
pinning him to the vehicle, pressing her thumb-sized nipples into his chest.
"Are you a nipple man, Ken? I can't seem to hide them; nothing works anymore.
I know you noticed them. They're so dammed big ... and so hard." Poking
through her tank top, they looked like something out of a female muscle art
magazine. Six inches taller than the sexy sophomore easily keeping him pinned
to the car, he gazed down and could make out slight striations in her pecs as
she heaved. She slipped a strong hand into his pants, taking hold of his cock.
His girth made her purr.

"So ... um ... do you want the car, Kat?" The poor guy was overcome with
converging feelings of lust, nervousness and embarrassment, being manhandled
by this short, stocky, muscular and gorgeous young woman. The salesman in him,
however, pressed on.

"Of course, I do, Kenny, but on my terms."

"Like what?" Still gripping his cock, Kat lowered Ken's face to her ample,
muscled chest, popping out her prominent nipples. Ken began sucking on her
left nipple, with one hand placed firmly on Kat's ass. "I only want to pay
$4,750.00; your asking price is $5,500.00." She began flexing and relaxing her
granite glutes, as Ken shifted to the other, slightly larger nipple. "I take
your silence as agreement, yes?"

At this point, he'd probably agree to the car for free, hungrily sucking on
Kat's thick nipples, both hands kneading the unyielding flesh of her granite
ass. "Yes ... my God Yes!"

"I'm glad, honey. We've got to celebrate my new car, but we can't do it here.
So, here's what I'm going to do." Pulling down her pants to her ankles, Kat
led Ken to his knees and exposed her thick, engorged clit. In shock, his bulge
expanded exponentially. "Ten sucks, Kenneth; then we have to go back to the
lot. We have to make it quick, though."

Her clit was unlike anything he'd seen before, and he eagerly attached his
mouth to Kat's swollen labia, enraptured by the sweet smell of nether regions.
By the third suck, she began to climax, grabbing the back of her lover's head,
leaning on the car. Enveloping Ken's head in her considerable thighs,
Katherine unleashed a couple hundred pounds of pressure while he ate her
pussy. The sudden jolt of power caused him to convulse. By the 8th pull on her
clit, Ken began to feel lightheaded, flashes of white caused by the
still-increasing pressure on his skull. He endured the painful onslaught of
leggy heaven. Bucking wildly for the last two pulls, Katherine screamed,
unleashed a horrendous amount of pressure on Ken's head, knocking him out
cold, showering his face with her juices.

Ten minutes later, Ken awoke, heaving and taking in copious amounts of air.
"Wha ... what happened?"

"I'm so sorry, honey; I got a bit carried away and knocked you out in these
strong thighs of mine. I'm really sorry." Kat was sitting on the ground, Ken's
head in her lap, slowly, gently caressing his face; she'd cleanup up her cum
while he slept. The events slowly came back to him, and as they did, his
erection grew. "We really need to address that thing, sweetie" Kat seductively
stated, biting her lip. Traci would LOVE to wrap her legs around that thing.
She estimated his cock had to be at least ten inches. Getting back on his
feet, he gathered himself, got back in the driver's seat and they headed back
to the lot to compete the sale.

**********

Steven was heading back to his car. Ever since meeting Kat on the bus, he'd
been on cloud nine. Never in a million years would he have imagined his luck:
hooking up with a gorgeous, muscular woman that could break him in two. Over
the months they dated, he'd been put through his paces by Katherine's raw,
erotically intimidating and satisfying strength. As lucky as he felt, he
wasn't kidding himself; he knew Katherine had many suitors, male and female
and wasn't going to rock the boat. With that in mind, he decided to reactivate
his gym membership. He wasn't trying to match Kat's strength, as that was a
total waste of time, but needed to tighten up his physique. After their last
romp, Steve had to use a couple more personal days at work, his middle wincing
every time he moved too quickly. During a Facetime session, he confessed to
Katherine that she neglected to ease up, even though he used the safe words.
After seeing his black and blue middle, she promised to take it easy on her
lover, apologizing and teasing him for having "weak abs." She had no plans to
ease up, however.

Which is why Steve was leaving the gym. He signed up with a personal trainer,
explaining what his goals were: to increase his core strength, stamina and
replace his "lazy fat" with some lean muscle. Of course, he couldn't (or
wouldn't) tell Sam (yeah, a woman) he needed stronger abs to counteract the
squeezing of his sexy, gorilla-strong girlfriend. A couple of years had passed
since he frequented the gym, telling himself he was too busy. With Kat in his
life, he needed to make time, or risk being cut in two.

As he walked to his car in the lower level parking area, he heard a faint
moaning sound. Ignoring it and opening his door with the remote, he heard it
again. Sitting inside, he rolled down the windows and listened, concerned
there may be something wrong. Not the hero type, he would just dial 911 if
needed.

As he eavesdropped, Steven realized the moans he overheard were not those of
someone in distress. Rather, they were the sounds of pleasure, ecstasy. It
excited him so. He sat motionless for about three minutes as the volume of the
moans intensified. Oh shit! What the fuck?! he half shouted. I've gotta see
what the hell is going on, he bravely muttered, stepping out of his car.

Tiptoeing around the dimly-lit garage, he came upon the source of the moaning.
And it shocked him.

Sitting on the trunk of a midsize sedan was a woman, her legs wrapped around
the midsection of a man, pants & underwear down around his ankles. They were
fucking. As he focused on the scene before him, Steve noticed the legs of the
woman, specifically her calves. With thoughts of his own thick-calved lover
fresh in his mind, he was flabbergasted by what he saw. They were enormous. It
couldn't be real. It just wasn't possible. The hairs on the back of his neck
rose. As the guy plunged as deep as he could, his female partner drew him in,
her massive calves flaring into thick pads of muscle that covered the width of
his back. Each erotic foray deep inside her was met with an equally painful
contraction on his ribs.

Opening her legs, the muscular woman gave her partner a moment to catch his
breath, short-lived as it was. Wrapping a giant, muscled arm around his neck,
she drew him back in, slamming her thighs around his midsection. They weren't
fucking this time. She slowly, easily and painfully increased the pressure on
his middle and neck, a frighteningly large and striated forearm snaking
around, covering half of his face and engulfing his neck. The mass of that arm
served notice of the inhuman level of pressure she was capable of. He went
limp, giving in to the female colossus as she continued her assault, pumping
and pulsating her legs around his collapsed middle and choking his lifeless
form for another 2 minutes. Faint sobs could be heard, causing an erection so
intense, Steve's dickhead pushed past his belt.

"That's it ... cry ... you know those are tears of ecstasy; you love this so
much." Releasing her headlock, she turned her lover around, sensuously kissing
him as her thighs never left his ribs.

"Please! Please ... . your legs ... . too strong ... . My God!! Please ... Tra
... "

"Fell my legs, honey. Feel the power that is crushing you." He ran his small
palms along the sides of her murderous thighs, reaching back and palming less
than half of her swollen calves. His fingers lingered in the valleys of deeply
etched muscle. Ratcheting up the pressure, there was an audible "crack", then
another, and a final one before she released him. He fell limply to the floor,
dick hard as a flagpole. "Mmm ... that was amazing, Hun."

Walking past his limp form, the size of her calves was unmistakable; they were
literally the size of his head. Steve froze, his cock now poking out of his
pants. Their eyes met momentarily; a deep chill ran down his spine. The
mystery woman smiled, blew him a kiss before retreating into the dimly lit
parking lot, the clicking of her high heels the only sound to be heard as she
disappeared out of sight. Steve's belly was soaked with his cum. He thought of
what Katherine had been doing to him with her overpowering physique. What
would that woman do to him? He was frightened. And aroused. Back in his car,
Steve headed home as quickly as possible to beat off to what he just
witnessed.

**********

Even though school was out for the Summer, Kat, like most students, remained
in the dorm. So, did her roommate, Sandra. Sandra was a cute brunette, a
couple inches taller than Katherine with deep blue eyes, pouty lips and huge
tits. If she didn't know any better, she'd think Sandra majored in fucking:
every time she was home, that girl was getting laid. And loud. She had many
gentleman callers, but there was one guy which Kat noticed was over more than
all the rest combined. While drinking one Saturday night, Sandra confessed to
Kat why he was a more frequent visitor than the rest: he was hung like a
horse; a 12-inch monster as thick as Sandra's forearm. He was too much for
her, but she loved the size and endured the pain. Katherine recalled getting
soaked at the idea of getting her holes filled up with her roommate's guy. The
sounds of those two fucking were legendary: the RA had been called several
times because of noise complaints.

Sitting in her room watching television, the unmistakable sound of Sandra and
Dan reverberated through the sheetrock separating them. Dan was giving it to
Sandra. Katherine began to fondle her legs, first flexing her considerable
thighs and moving down to her swollen calves. "Mmmm ... you girls look so
hungry ... hungry for some big dick." She stood on the bed and placed her ear
on the wall, taking in Sandra's screams. She started to do calf raises. As Dan
continued to pound Sandra, Kat intensified her raises, going as high as she
could and holding it for 5 seconds each time. "12 inches ... and thick", she
murmured. She couldn't take it any more and walked out of her bedroom.

Slowly opening Sandra's door, Kat stepped in and locked it. Preoccupied with
yet another marathon fuckfest, Dan and Sandra didn't hear a thing. Standing
behind and to the left of the couple on the bed, Kat reached between them and
began fondling Dan's huge nutsack. He simply moaned, plunging deeper into
Sandra. Too horny to turn back, Kat made her move. Wrapping a beefy arm around
Dan's neck, she pulled him off Sandra.

"What the fuck!" Sandra exclaimed as she was aware of Kat's presence.
"Katherine, what the fuck are you doing here? Let him go!" Dan was giving all
he could to dislodge Kat's forearm and bicep and didn't move it an inch.

"I'm horny, Dan ... and I want your huge cock." Despite the pain, Dan's
massive boner didn't relent. Kat looked down at the foot-long pussy killer and
moaned: "That's mine, Sandy: you can watch if you want ... or join in." While
still choking Dan, Kat ran her hand along the length of his shaft, squeezing
it. "Oohhh, it's sooo big Danny. Let's have some fun; let me see how hard you
really are." Letting go of his neck, the air rushed in and he gasped.

"Shit, girl! You're strong as a fucking ox!"

"Yes, honey. I am. I've seen you checking me out when I walk around the dorm
in shorts; you love my muscles, don't you?" Dan just stared as Kat wen up on
her toes. "You too, Sandy; don't tell me you don't wish your legs were this
muscular." The two coeds were silent. Sandy began rubbing her clit.

Taking Dan by his dick, Kat led him to the desk and pulled out a step-stool.
"You're a pretty big guy, so we'll need to get the right angle." Stepping onto
the stool, she turned her back to Dan and began doing calf raises.
Involuntarily, Dan reached out and felt the bulging calf. Too large for one
hand, he wrapped both hands around her stiff left calf, the muscle dancing in
his palms. He gasped. She purred. "Put your dick between my calves, Dan." The
sight of her contracting and expanding calves had his dick at full staff.
Still partially damp from Sandy's pussy, Dan slowly pierced the rocky calves
before him. Teasingly, Kat locked her ankles, preventing him from getting more
than his dick head between them. "I'm in charge, Dan. You have to ask to fuck
my legs." Balls full of cum, Dan pleaded with the leggy dominatrix.

"Please, Katherine ... please let me fuck your legs." She purred a deep,
guttural, sexy approval.

"Yes, honey. Yes, you may." Opening slightly, she allowed Dan to proceed
between her calves. His dick emerged from the front and she gasped. "Oh my ...
you ARE huge! I can see that thick mushroom on the other side." Kat increased
the pressure on Dan's cock and he moaned; not in pain, but ecstasy. "Oohhh ...
. yes ... . harder! Harder!" His cock head began to swell from the calfy
pressure, but he didn't give in. Kat's juices began running down her legs;
opening slightly, she allowed the lubricant to enter the fuck channel formed
by her thick calves. Dan frantically fucked Kat's legs, their grunts of lust
even louder than his and Sandra's. Katherine was impressed with his stamina.
Clearly, his thick cock held up better under pressure than Steve, her fuck and
crush dummy.

Sitting off to the side, Sandra was overcome by what was happening. Three
fingers fully inserted in her pussy, she bucked wildly, quickly approaching
her climax along with her roommate & fuck-buddy. Crawling over, she wrapped
her full lips around Dan's cock head, taking in the 3 inches that emerged from
her roommate's monstrous calves. As Dan reached orgasm, Kat opened her legs,
allowing Dan to unleash a huge load into Sandy's hungry mouth.

Collapsing on the bed he napped, his dick black and blue from the pressure of
Kat's legs. Taking in the damage she inflicted on his cock, Kat smiled. "Your
guy is a keeper, Sandy; no wonder you scream so fucking much. I got to get
that dick in me. Another time I suppose. Okay, your turn!"

Sitting in the desk chair, Katherine motioned for Sandy to come to her. "No!
On your knees." With her roommate before her, Kat opened those big legs,
enclosed them around her and pressed her considerable thighs around her ribs,
biting those big, pouty lips. The air escaped her lungs in a "whoosh". Closing
her eyes to the pain, Sandy whimpered.

"Too much for you, Sandra?"

After about 30 seconds of silent squeezing, Sandy uttered her response: "Nooo
... . Kat ... .so strong ... . you're ... . sooo ... . Strong." Tears ran from
her closed eyes as Kat doubled the pressure. "Kat ... Kat ... Katherine ... .
My God ... . your legs ... ." Kat filled Sandy's mouth with her thick tongue,
causing her to gag, as she doubled down on the pressure.

Momentarily, Sandra tried to pry Kat's big quads apart, giving up as quickly
as she began. Reaching down, she palmed her roommates 18+ inch calves,
marvelling at how hard they are. "How long have you wanted to feel these legs,
Sandra?" Sandra could feel her ribcage giving in to the pressure and began to
panic: the erotic feeling was quickly fading.

"Katherine ... my ribs ... you're going to ... " Kat let up and Katherine
sucked in air like a fish out of water. "That was ... . Oh shit! I love you,
Kat ... . Oh shit!"

"I'm glad you liked it, Hun. Gingerly palming her sides, Sandra noticed the
bruises left by her brawny roommate. "Don't worry about that, they'll go way."
Kissing Kat, Sandra stuffed her digits in that still-soaked pussy, causing her
to recoil in the chair. Pulling her hand away, Sandy placed her head between
Kat's dangerous thighs and munched on her pussy.

Hands on Kat's immense calves, Sandra expertly ate her out. Women always seem
to be worlds better than men at eating pussy and Sandy didn't disappoint.
Locking those murderous thighs around Sandra's head didn't stop the oversexed
brunette from her pussy onslaught one bit. Five minutes in, Kat could feel
another orgasm coming on and ratcheted up the pressure on Sandy's head, which
was barely visible. Just as she climaxed, Dan shoved his thick, limp cock in
her mouth.

His erection grew in her mouth, momentarily cutting off the air supply, and
she gagged on his girth. Intensifying her sucking, Sandy played with Kat's
burgeoning FBB clit as Dan fucked her face. With her two holes under assault
from Dan & Sandy, they all came in concert: Sandy climaxed as she received a
face full of cum and was knocked unconscious by Katherine's 27-inch thighs and
Dan nearly drowned Kat in another gusher; cum emanating from the sides of her
mouth and nose. Spent, all three coeds were sprawled out on the dorm room
floor covered each other's cum.

**********

Lauren was the way back to her dorm, when he phone buzzed. It was her Auntie
Traci. Just then, the image of her hulking form, and those massive legs
flashed before her and her pussy tingled. She wanted to feel her Aunt's
imposing muscles so bad, but fought the incestuous thoughts playing in her
mind. "Hey Hun, let's meet up for lunch. We've got some catching up to do.
Come by my place." Again, her pussy tingled, a wet spot forming in her
panties. She became flushed and then ashamed. She's got sooo much muscle ... "
see you in about 30 minutes," she replied. Now she had to go freshen up. And
change her panties.

Walking from the parking lot to her building, Lauren spotted Kat across the
lot, heading to what looked like her car. "Good for her, she got a ride"
Lauren said aloud. There was a good distance between them, but even from afar,
there was no dismissing the gains her lesbian lover had made. Even from where
she stood, the unmistakable mass of Kat's improved physique was noteworthy.
Her quads thundered with every step, the mass hanging over her kneecaps
becoming more and more pronounced than she could recall.

Speechless, she watched Katherine's calves rub together as she glided to her
ride. It had been a while since their last encounter; a painfully erotic one
at that and Lauren yearned to feel her ribs collapse under the pressure of
those legs. Men couldn't make her cum like Kat could. She headed upstairs for
a quick change before heading over to Aunt Traci's place.

Steve stepped out of the shower and towelled off, still recovering from what
he witnessed in the gym parking lot. His erection never subsided, and he
relived the erotic scene while washing, jerking off his considerable cock, the
image of those legs still fresh in his short-term memory. There was no doubt
he was first and foremost a leg man; female muscles, BIG female muscles made
him rigid, muscular legs put him in a completely different space. He was horny
and needed relief. And fast. He had a bunch of pictures and clips of Kat on
his Mac and liked to watch them as he beat off. Still wrapped in a towel,
there was a knock at the door. Whoever it was, had to wait, as he was still
hard as a rock, his big dick tenting the towel. Impatiently, he waited as it
finally retreated. There was a second knock. Who was this anyway? He thought
to himself. He wasn't expecting anyone. Opening the door, he gasped.

"Well, hello Steven. Aren't you going to ask me in?" He froze where he stood.
It's her. From the parking garage. How did she find me? How does she know my
name?

"Um ... uh ... . hi ... " She stepped past him and into the apartment.
Immediately, his gaze was drawn to her huge calves. He sat down, still
speechless.

"You don't know who I am, cutie? Well, I know who you are. I take it you
enjoyed the show, huh? Came home to beat that dick in my honor?" She walked
over to Steve, who was still seated and placed a 3-inch pump between his legs.
Her size overwhelmed his senses, as he stared, slack-jawed, at her leg.

Her calf was easily larger than his thigh and was silky smooth in appearance,
as if she were wearing pantyhose. She wasn't. He so wanted to touch the
monstrous calf between his legs but was afraid. It was that large. Struggling,
Steve began to regain his composure and looked up at his visitor. Her pretty
face and cartoonish proportions clashed with his senses. She was beautiful,
with full, sensuous lips, nice dimples and outrageously muscular. Despite all
the muscle before him, she was unmistakably female, with curves accentuating
her muscles line for line. She smelled like jasmine.

Finally, he spoke. "Uh, how do you know me?"

"Another time, love. I'm here to help you with that growing log under that
towel; I spotted it while you were watching me crush my brother-in-law. The
way I figure it, you owe me." He blushed. She smiled, taking his hand and
placing it on her calf. He was dumbfounded by the scale as his hand failed to
cover 1/4 of its circumference. He brought his other hand to the steely
muscle, failing to encircle it.

"A leg man, huh Stevie? I love leg men." He was in a trance, silently roaming
the expansive muscles of the mystery woman. Her skin was flawless in every
sense and his palms glided over her muscles. He began at slender ankles and
continued outward to what had to be 23-inch calf muscles. The journey from her
calves to the muscle atop her knees was even more dramatic; his waist was 29
inches and her thighs were easily wider around than that. Continuing the
exploration, he parked his sweaty palms on her ass; larger, thicker and harder
than Kat's, something he didn't think was possible. He swatted it as hard as
he could and not a jiggle was seen. It was literal rock.

Standing, Steve traced the muscles in her ass to her lower back, bringing them
past the twin dimples in her ass-cheeks, right behind her voluptuous hips. She
purred, tensing her ass muscles, trapping Steve's hand in her ass-crack. As
she licked his ear, her warm, delicious breath caused the hairs on the back of
his neck to rise. Wrapping a strong hand around his cock, she stuck her long
tongue in his ear, enveloping his earlobe in her thick, soft lips as she
ear-fucked him. His knees buckled. "Let's go, Stevie."

Leading him by the cock, she headed for his bedroom. Has she been here before?
he wondered as they proceeded down the hall to the back of the apartment. For
a moment, he thought about Katherine. Surely, she had been fucking any and
everyone she wanted, but then, look at her. Even if he wanted, there was no
way Steve could make that mountain of muscles do anything if she didn't want
to. He, on the other hand, was nervous. What if she found out and got pissed?
Up to now, all the muscle-fucking, squeezing, grinding, multiple knockouts and
bruises were part of their sex acts. He always knew if the time ever came
where she was upset with him, there would be no stopping her. Breaking from
his daydream, the image of his soon-to-be fuck partner's gigantic calves were
dancing in front of him. She was high up on her toes and the sight of her
melon-sized calves sealed the deal. He handed off all decision making to the
"other" head. They arrived at his door.

Sitting on his bed, she licked the tip of his dick, taking the large mushroom
into her mouth, teasing it. Not taking him in fully, she expertly toyed with
the fulcrum, lightly grazing his nutsack with her sharp, crimson nails. This
was a different sensation for Steve. By now, he would have been fully enclosed
in Kat's predatory thighs, being squeezed violently as they fucked like
animals. This woman, clearly though not obviously Kat's senior, had a
different, sensual approach. Pre-cum leaked from his tip and she popped him
out of her thick mouth and slowly lapped it up. He looked down and noticed she
was groping her giant calves while playing with his dick. Without notice, she
took him in. All 9 inches. He expected her to gag, like Kat often did, but she
didn't miss a beat, taking him balls deep.

As she sucked his dick, Steve placed his hands on her shoulders. Her traps
were so developed, they seemed to be an extension of her neck. Running his
hands along her bull neck, he tried to encircle the dense muscle as she
heaved, pulling all the way up to his tip and back to his balls. As he started
to cum, she placed her powerful hands on his hips, holding him in place while
taking his entire load in her mouth. He came for a good 10 seconds and she
remained attached to the base of his cock the whole time. Smiling, she
swallowed the whole load. Spent, he slumped over her brawny shoulder.

Coming to, Steve was greeted by the largest set of nipples he'd ever seen. Kat
had big, thick nipples that were always erect and, in his opinion, the best he
ever seen. This woman's nipples were so large, one could place a nickel at the
tip and it wouldn't have been able to obscure it completely. She placed one in
his mouth. As she fed her puffy nipples to Steve, the mystery woman slowly
slid onto his still rigid cock, cooing as he filled her hungry pussy. "You're
a big boy; my pussy loves this thick dick."

Slowly she pumped Steve on the bed, alternating nipples as he returned the
favor, trying his best to give her what she wanted. "I've heard about this
dick and what it does, and I like it! Harder! Fuck me harder!" With that, she
began to compress her massive thighs around Steve's middle, causing him to
release the nipple he was feeding on.

"Oh ... .shi ... ..Oh!" The pressure was building. He never felt something so
painful; Katherine's fuck-scissors were nothing compared to what he was
experiencing. She leaned to her side, increasing the pressure on his ribs
while he continued to pound her.

"Let's see how much you can take; you're in the big league now." Further
increasing the pressure, she snaked a beefy bicep behind his head and crushed
his face to her chest. No longer breastfeeding, he was now being acquainted
with the pectoral portion of her ample chest, and the pain was frightening.
Fearing what would happen if she continued, he tried to pull away. "Stop and
I'll break every fucking rib you've got, slowly. I want the dick. Continue!"

Afraid of what would happen if he stopped, Steve continued fucking as hard as
he could, but felt his stamina waning. The pain was beyond what he could bear,
but he soldiered on, deathly afraid of what would happen if he went limp.
"Forty percent," she whispered in his ear, which made him shudder. "OK Steven,
I'll give you a break." Reversing position, she was now on her back and he
between her big quads. Again. He caught his breath. It was short-lived.

Slamming her thighs around his middle, she drew him in close. A quick
compression of quad and he didn't need to be told what to do. Ribs on fire and
purple from the pressure, Steve sobbed as he fucked the muscle monster in his
bed, her beer-keg thighs continuing to squeeze. "Please ... . please ... . I
can't take any more ... . please" Eyes closed, she doubled the pressure and he
passed out as she came.

A half-hour later Steven came to, again, slowly regaining his bearings.
Attempting to sit up, felt a sharp pain in his ribs. His middle was a deep
black & blue from what this muscle-woman had done. Every breath was painful.
He feared she'd broken his ribs. From across the room, she spoke: "They're not
broken, Steven. Fucked up, but not broken. Just take some days off work like
you always do." Who is this woman? She was doing calf raises at the window.
"Come over here and worship my calves, young man." Originally, he guessed her
calf circumference to be at least 23 inches. Looking at them now, they
appeared even larger. Despite the size and her flawless skin, she had deep
striations when fully flexed. Never had he ever witnessed ripped calves
anywhere near this size. A deep cut ran right up the backs of the muscle
balls. His dick was hard anew.

Crawling over with his pain-wracked ribs, he managed to find a comfortable
position and continued to fondle the voluminous calves, their size,
shapeliness and hardness beyond anything he could comprehend. He began to lick
them, relishing the hardness of the muscle with his tongue. Every muscle in
his body hurt, but it was worth it; this opportunity may never come again, and
he was going to get all he could out of it. Even if it killed him. He was
still horny.

Managing to get to his knees and holding on to her wide, muscular hips, Steve
leaned forward and slowly speared the pumping calves with his thick dick.
Calves still slick with his saliva, she opened her legs just enough for him to
stuff his cock between them. She trapped his dick between her legs. He humped
her enormous calves while she remained high on her toes.

As big and long as Steve was, he wasn't packing enough cock to make it all the
way through her calves. As he plunged deeper and deeper, she increased the
pressure on his dick. His nuts were on fire. 5 minutes of calf-fucking and he
was ready to explode and blasted off yet another impressive load. It never
left the fuck channel that was her legs.

Pulling out, she opened her legs and his cum was all over the insides her of
her calves. "Let's go, buddy; lick me clean." As was custom with Kat, Steve
had been broken in and trained to eat his own jizz, so this wasn't an issue at
all. Methodically, he lapped up his salty discharge from her imposing calves,
at one point attempting to suck the calf muscle on the inside of her leg. It
was so large, he only managed to fit the sharp tip of muscle in his mouth.
Resuming his lick-fest, he completed his task, both calves glistening from the
spit-shine. "I think you missed a spot, honey. Right there." Steve motioned to
gulp whatever leftover sperm he missed. As he stuck his tongue out, she made
her move.

Slamming her calves around his neck, she covered half of his face in the
process. She resumed her raises, the sharp block of calf muscle digging into
the sides of his neck and temples. "Allow me to introduce myself, big-dicked
Steven. My name is Traci. I am Katherine's mentor." He gagged from the
pressure being exerted by her tireless calves. "I know your girl very well and
everything about you. I'm the one who instructed her to squeeze the shit outta
you on your first date." Steve's hands shot to her muscled shins. He quickly
gave up with another contraction of calfy muscle.

"Katherine doesn't know I'm here and will have no idea we fucked until I tell
her." Steve was losing consciousness. "I wanted to see if you were right for
my Kathy. She wants to be as freakishly big, muscular and powerful as I am.
Even more. I had to see for myself. I think you're a good fit for my girl. I'd
recommend you kick up your workouts, though." Releasing Steve from her calf
prison, he slumped to the floor, eyes bloodshot from the pressure. "Get some
rest, honey. You're a trooper; you took more than 90% of the guys I've muscle
fucked. Expect to see me very often." Steven faded as Traci collected her
belongings, her massive calves flexing and contracting as he succumbed and
fell asleep on the floor.

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