Like Mother Like Daughter... (now illustrated at amysconquest.com)! By DTM email DTM352@hotmail.com Diana & Trish show what they're made of at the beach! ***** You can now get this story fully illustrated -- as well as a ton of other illustrated DTM stories -- at amysconquest.com. Visit http://www.amysconquest.com/stories.html#likemother to see 18 year old Trish fully illustrated! ***** It was a beautiful August day, and the beaches were packed. Filled with sun worshippers of every age. From the little children happy to spend the day building sand castles, to the teens who gathered all their friends together to spot and be spotted by the opposite sex, to the older crowd content to just spend the day napping under a beach umbrella. Droves of people were making their way thru the parking lot to the sandy paradise up ahead. Two of these people were Diana and her daughter Trish. Diana looked to be in her mid 20s, which was actually 15 years younger than her actual age. Her face and physique was certainly the envy of any woman who glanced in her direction, and lust with any man. Only her daughter Trish strode as confidently as she did. She had just turned 18, and with years of gymnastics, and weightlifting in her background, she had a body that made any boy at school, and any teacher for that matter, who saw her melt. Both were making their way thru the parking lot, protected from its hot pavement by their matching high heeled sandals, which emphasized their bulging calves beautifully. Wearing matching light flowing beach robes, barely reaching mid thigh on both of their amazingly well muscled legs, they looked more like sisters than mother and daughter. Both women had perfect hourglass shapes, and curves that even supermodels could not attain. While bigger than the usual model-like shape, they were both none the less sexy and eye catching as any girl or woman around. While the robes left their legs relatively uncovered, both of their upper bodies were very much concealed. Though the very thin, almost see through, fabric left little to the imagination...especially when it came to their voluptously large and firm chests. Almost at the end of the parking lot they made their way around a rather large, rather loud van. The van, all decked out for a "party on the go" was blasting its music and no doubt annoying those nearby. But since they were on the pavement and not on the beach itself, there wasnt much the beach officials could do. So the group of young men, using the van as a base for hunting sexy little beach babes, had free reign to yell crudely and harrass any and all who passed by......that is, until now. As Diana and Trish passed from one side of their van to the other, paying them little mind, they heard crude and obsene screams and gestures made towards them both. Remarks like "hey baby, shake the thing on over here" or "Damn, you are two fine lookin' bitches" or "hey sweethearts, I got somethin' for you right in here", were heard from the obviously intoxicated trio of young men. Now most women would just walk on by and ignore the harrassment being given to them by their most unwelcome pests, but not these two. The two sexy women then made their way over to the group of young men...two outside the van, the remaining one still inside with his head out the drivers side window. They were somewhat stupified at the fact that these women actually came to them, seeing as everyone else just passed by in disgust. But they couldnt back down now, they had two amazingly hot girls right in front of them, and they had the attitude, and the alcohol, to take them on all day long. "Hey baby, why dont you and your friend come on inside the "love shack" here and we can make this a van start a shakin'" the young man spoke out, as the other two looked at them both with eyes of drunken lust. "Its big enough for us all, come on in and see honey." "Mom, can I?" Trish looked over to Diana and asked. "Mom???" one of the boys outside the van uttered in amazement. "Christ bitch....I aint never seen a mom lookin' like you before" Diana give the two boys a sly look, and then replied, "Yes Trish, you can go, but do you have protection?" "Yes mom, I always carry some on me,.....you know that" Trish answered with a childish giggle. "Good baby" she replied, holding her hand out. "Mind if I borrow some? I think I might just have some fun with your boys two friends out here" Diana whispered to her daughter, while grinning at the two young men. As Trish gave her mom some of her private stash, she turned to her soon to be lover. Still inside the van, he was leering at her chest with his tongue practically wagging out. "You like my breasts, big boy? Well......you aint seen nothin' yet" Trish cooed. With that, she slowly began to undo her belt that was made of the same light fabric as her beach robe. As she did, the two sides of her robe moved away from each other gently, showing off just a taste of her vast cleavage and rippling stomach. She then continued to remove the robe from her perfectly sculpted physique.....let it fall slowly around her capped muscular shoulders, down past her full broad back and gently breezing past her rock hard and sensously rounded glutes. She then stood before this man dressed just in a very revealing light blue bikini. At this point all three men were struck dumbfounded and could only stare wide eyed in awe. Not because theyd never seen a young girl in a bikini before, but because this girl was just about as muscular as any theyd ever seen. Hell, most guys would love to have half that powerful looking a body. While still looking absolutely beautiful by any female standards, her sexy curves, her incredibly attractive face, her childlike demeanor, she had more muscles than any one of them.....even any two of them, they thought. "Yeah mom, they really seem to like my muscles....Mmmmmmm....but dont they all.....hee hee" Trish giggled. "Yes Trish, they always do." her mom replied. At Dianas reply, the three young men turned to look her way, where she too had stripped down to her dark red string bikini, almost more revealing than her daughters. And they could certainly see where Trish got her gentics from. Dianas physique was just as sexy, just as strong, just as amazing as her daughters. With all eyes on the two mighty muscled goddesses, they both moved closer together and started a posing routine that was so perfect in sync, youd almost think they were one form. Their bodies flexed and bulged and moved in ways the 3 young guys never thought possible. They had never seen glutes that were as large, but as tight and rounded and firm as theirs. Their abs looked bullet proof with rippling six packs, their arms looked like they could break concrete with ease, their legs rippled with so much muscles they looked positively massize. Broad backs and shoulders, a V shape that gave them both perfect hourglass physiques. "Oooooo, mom can I?" Trish asked, excitedly. "Yes my baby girl.....mommys gonna enjoy herself too." Diana then sauntered over to the two men and grabbed them both around their waists, one in each arm, and gently breathed into both their ears "Stick around, my two young studs...youre going to want to see this" as she gestured to her daughter. Trish stood right in front of the vans door where her guy was gaping out of. "Still like my chest, sweetie?" she spoke sexily. As she did, she tensed her pecs hard, making each one jump and bounce and harden with teenage female muscle. "You said you wanted this little ole van to be a shakin earlier big guy......well, if you insist, hee hee hee" She then began to bend over, giving the two guys her mom had entrapped behind her one amazing dislplay of her sexy rounded ass. Trish then grabbed the bottom lip of the van at about shoulder width apart and gave her man a teasing "Are you ready for your shakin' baby?" She then stood up, carrying the left side of the van with her. Her back and shoulders and legs and glutes all stood out pronounced with full female muscle power. The two guys Diana held nearly passed out at such a sight, her own super muscular arms practically holding them completely up. "Like this, do you baby cakes?" Trish teased again as she jumped the van up and down, shaking it as she promised him. After a few minutes of this mind blowing demonstration, which was filled with the third mans screams as he was being tossed around inside the shaking vehicle, she held it fast. Still off the ground, and with what looked like very little effort. "Mmmmmm, well time for you and I to play lover.....hold on my big strong man, this time Im not stopping." Up and up and up the side of the van rose, past her waist, up beyond her shoulders, hands out stretched as her massively powerful body tipped the van completely on its side with a huge CRASH. Trish made sure beforehand there were no other cars parked where she had just dumped this 4 ton vehicle. "Come on you two" Diana cooed at her two limp captives, "Dont you want to see what youre about to experience?" She taunted, laughing and squeezing them both as she did. Grunts of pain, turning into loud screams were heard from them both. Trish, smiling at the effects of her mothers "gentle touch", turned back to her task at hand. She very aptly climbed up onto the now-top of the van, which was actually the drivers side, and looked down into the drivers side window. "Here comes your baby doll stud, are you ready for me?" Trish pouted, as she began to pull the drivers door right off its hinges. The sounds of twisted metal could barely be heard over the doomed mans screaming and pleading. During the next half hour the only sounds that could be heard from the shaking over-turned van were of the young mans screams, moans, cries and the occasional cracking of his bones. Trish loved to play rough with her boy toys, as her laughter currently proved. She loved to use her muscle packed girlish body to bend men into pretzels and watch as they cried and begged her to stop. Oh, the van was shaking all right, but her way, and from her own amazonian power. 30 minutes later Trish kicked the vans back doors wide open, almost tearing them completely off. Inside was her man, mangled and bruised, with his naked spent body lying unconscious over the passengers side seat. As she exited she noticed the two young men her mother had held captive lying on the ground, moaning and mangled as well....no doubt caused by her amazon mothers sexual and physical power. Bruised and beaten, with their shorts around their ankles, they could only cringe as Trish walked by them looking for her mother. A few minutes later, she spotted her, about 100 feet down into the beach, nuzzling and flexing against a lifeguard. "Well, moms will be moms I guess" she thought to herself as she gave yet another girlish giggle. "You two...." she commanded, while giving her two newfound slaves a massive most-muscular pose, "....get my things. I have a day at the beach to enjoy" Needless to say, our two beaten males hopped to it with what little strength they had left and joined their new muscle mistress as her slaves.