COLLEGE GIRL REVELATION
by Tim - written for DTM / Amy's Conquest



*** The Below is an extended segment from this story, written for us by the
Extremely talented author, Tim, whose other stories you can read on the 
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Thanks all, and as always, hope you all Enjoy! ***

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The slave opened his mouth in a silent scream as her thighs tightened around his
waist. She didn###t know his name, and didn###t want to. He was less than useless.
She arched her back and poured on more power. Her quads quivered as they grew,
but he couldn###t even manage to give her thighs a proper pump. He was too weak,
too soft, so she###d make him suffer. She threw her head back and crushed her
thighs together as hard as she could. Veins ran from her locked ankles up those
rippling thighs to her bare midriff which was rough with shredded muscle. Her
stomach was as choked with muscle as the rest of her awesome body. Her feet
arched as she pointed her toes, flexing her calves just to add more torment to
her unworthy play toy. His vision grew dim. His hands couldn###t even push against
her knees anymore. He surrendered, just as he should have done minutes earlier.
He was hers, completely and unconditionally.


###Get up!###, Dominix ordered her slave. She###d crushed him into unconsciousness,
but now it was time to have more fun. She rolled him over and grabbed him by his
flabby arms to force him to stand. He did so on unsteady legs. His stomach was
so bruised that it hurt to breathe. ###You are so weak that you can###t really
understand how strong I am###, she said like she was talking to an unruly student.
###It###s time for a lesson.### She wrapped her thickly muscled arms around his upper
torso, squeezed and lifted him off the ground. She could have put her arms lower
down and aid her in leverage, but Dominix didn###t need the leverage. She was more
than strong enough to lift her slave, and to use her thick, massive biceps to
crush him again. His lower ribs were already nearly broken and now his upper
ribs, the stronger ones, were being crushed like an empty beer can.


Her pecs flexed and crushed him just like her biceps, but she wasn###t satisfied.
Once again his body was just too soft to really make her muscles work to her
satisfaction. It was all to his satisfaction though. She couldn###t see, but felt
his dick get hard and pathetically rub against her thigh. Even at full mast it
was softer than her muscles. She threw him down to the floor. He fell flat on
his back with his manhood sticking up. She snickered and got on her knees to
touch it. ###Just like the rest of your body, this is disappointing, but I suppose
it will have to do###, she said and straddled his pathetic little body with her
thick muscled one. Her weight alone was enough to blow air from his lungs. She
ground her body against his. Her bulbous ass cheeks crushed against him as she
rocked back and forth. She didn###t have to touch his dick. Her body was more than
enough to keep him hard. Then she rose up and slipped his cock into her box like
it was just a snack. She moved her hips causing her abs to roll. His eyes got
huge watching her muscles flex like a choreographed dance as she fucked him. He
came and she didn###t even notice. His little jerks of pleasure weren###t enough to
make her big body wiggle. He dared not get soft inside her. She raised her arms
and flexed her biceps, as if she could feel his weakness. The huge blocks of
muscles on tops of her arms were enough to strengthen his resolve. He came
again. Dominix lowered her arms into a crab flex. Her body pulsed with muscle
and then she came. She roared like a lioness over just vanquished prey, her
muscles getting more pumped the longer she flexed. She stopped suddenly and
leapt forward.


###Here###, she growled with a lustful moan and straddled his head. ###This belongs to
you!### She ground her hips, forcing his lips to her lips. ###Stick out your
tongue###, she ordered, all while pressing her pussy hard against his face. His
eyes bucked in his head. She grinned down as his tongue tried to penetrate
Dominix mighty cunt. ###That###s it.### Her body rose a little as she drew in her legs
to clamp against the sides of his head. ###Lick harder!###, she yelled. His wide
eyes darted furtively as her adductors flexed and her skin got marble slick as
her thighs began to bulge. Her head began to roll across her mighty shoulders,
traps and deltoids acting like terrain. ###Harder you fucking slob!###, she yelled.
He was flushed red now and his tongue was numb from licking, but he dared not
stop. Her sweaty hair flung sweat around the room as her head thrashed about.
She grunted like she was lifting a heavy weight now and she began to press
against him. His tongue was lost in her pussy, and then his lips. She pressed so
hard that his jaw began to hurt, and then he neck. It was like Dominix was
trying to swallow his head, with her pussy. ###Yessss###, she hissed between
clenched teeth and pressed even harder. He licked for all he was worth. Her
muscles pulsed like flashing strobes as he brought his mistress closer to
climax. Suddenly she jumped off of his face and he sucked in a precious breath.
He knew he was out of danger though. She moved down his body, and was pleased to
find his cock already hard for her. He###d come twice, but his mistress wasn###t
satisfied. He tried to buck his hips, but she slammed her bent legs against his
sides so hard he thought she###d crush him. Then she put her feet on the floor and
continued to fuck him. Her thighs swelled and flexed as she bounced her awesome
body. Her pussy gushed. She worked herself into a frenzy. Muscles bunched as she
flexed and flexed. She###d never gotten herself into such a state before. She
began to cum again and her muscles tightened, all of them. She stood in a
semi-squat, her chest and shoulders, arms, and abs flexing with striated
hardness. Spit flew from her curled lips and her eyes were lost in the shaking
ecstasy of her face. He was lost in pain as her cunt clamped down on him like a
bear trap, even her own once flowing juices couldn###t pass the muscled barricade
of her pussy. Her orgasm seemed to be feeding on itself, growing and growing.
The slave beneath her was lost in the waves of pleasure, but then she did
something she###d never done before, something that should have been impossible.
Her shaking legs began to straighten, slowly, but rise they did. He felt the
pull. The pain was tremendous, but as his ass left the floor he got rock hard
inside her. Dominix, his mighty mistress, continued to lift his entire body with
her pussy alone. He came and came and came like his body existed only to please
her, and he almost did###



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Kimberly stopped reading, her hazel eyes opening wide as she scanned down the
rest of the screen. She couldn###t believe what she###d just read. She smirked a
little and shook her head. ###There###s no way###, she said aloud even though she was
alone in the apartment. It had to be some sort of mistake. Ryan wouldn###t have
this sort of stuff on his computer. She###d told her boyfriend that her computer
was in the shop so she###d have to use his for a couple of days. He###d grunted in
reply as he###d hurried out of the door for class. Kim had guessed that his
guttural sound had been some sort of acknowledgement, but now she wasn###t so
sure. She###d told him that she had some papers to write, so why would he have
left his word processor open with this### this story on the screen? Kim sighed.
She wanted to start her own paper, but instead she looked at the recent items
list. When she clicked, another story popped up. Kim knew that she shouldn###t
read it, but she did.



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It was late when Allison walked in, almost closing time. George had been about
to lock the doors, but she was a new member of the gym that he managed, and
gorgeous to boot. In a profession that often put George close to women with
awesome bodies, Allison was special. He###d met her earlier in the day right after
she###d joined the club. She had complained that the signup process had taken up
so much time that she no longer had time to stay. George had been some distance
away, trying not to stare. In a room full of hot women, she stood out. Long
blonde hair framed her stunningly beautiful face, and her clothes highlighted
her ridiculous muscle curves. Every inch of her looked like it had been cherry
picked from a best body parts catalogue. She###s smiled at George and it was like
the world around him had melted away. For that reason, and an attempt at good
customer service, he###d agreed to keep the gym open late for her.


She strutted out of the locker area with her body encased in sleek black pants
that hugged her athletically thick quads, split calves, and succulent ass. Her
royal blue top hugged her bigger than expected breasts and showed just a little
skin as it clung to her rigid abdominals. The twist of her hips as she stepped
confidently towards the treadmill made George###s blood run hotter in his veins.
She stuck her earbuds in and set the treadmill to a run right off the bat, no
warm up. Just as George had expected, even her running form was perfect.


He didn###t stare though. He kept himself busy with towels and then with cleaning,
and then with some paperwork. He did steal glances though. He told himself that
they were part of the job, but in reality he was marveling at Allison. Just
running had caused her muscles to get pumped. She###d been muscular for a
###regular### girl when she###d come in, but now she could have given some of the
serious figure girls a run for their money. It was amazing.


She###d brought the treadmill up to a sprint speed before turning it off and
heading towards the dumbbell rack. Allison passed the girly weights and before
George could figure what she was doing, she snatched two sixty pound weights off
the rack and took two steps back. She looked at her body in the mirror and to
George###s amazement she started doing alternating curls. George###s mouth fell
open. She bent her arms slowly, not because she was straining but because she
kept her form perfect. After the first rep, a little vein showed on her right
bicep, just faintly as she powered up for another rep. By the second and third
reps, the dual heads of the biceps muscle began to appear. The separation showed
just as pronounced when her arm was straight as it did when the muscles bunched
up. By the fifth rep, her upper body began to get shredded. Her shoulders were
no longer simply solid, all three heads rose high in prominence and rippled with
each movement. Her traps firmed up and grew thicker as the weights rose. Her
biceps looked like they wanted to jump from beneath her skin at the apex of her
curl. Her abs that had once only had hints of muscle, looked like relief
carvings as she exhaled with each completed rep. Allison kept looking at her
body in the mirror, watching it swell. ###Need some more###, she said to herself and
picked up the pace.


Then without a rest or any straining at all, she shifted the weights in her
hands and began to press them over head. Now her back began to pulse as her
muscles flexed quickly to keep her body completely still as she pumped out rep
after perfect rep. The papers in George###s hand fell to the floor. The sound
brought him out of his trance, but Allison didn###t seem to notice. She###d told him
earlier that she only planned to do a light workout. George wondered what a
heavy workout entailed as he turned around. He didn###t know that just as he was
thinking the question, Allison was changing her mind. She felt too good to deny
herself a full pump. She practically threw the sixty pound weights back into
place and headed straight towards the end of the rack, to the heaviest weights,
to the place where only the muscle monsters dared go. She wrapped her fingers
around a 180 pound dumbbell and took a couple of breaths. George was holding his
breath too as he watched her stare at herself in the mirror. She twisted against
the weight a couple of times.


###There###s no way###, George said under his breath and started crossing the large
room to get to her. He had to dust those weights because they never got used.
Those weights were there for show, to demonstrate that this gym could cater to
hardcore muscle heads, not to actually get used.


Allison###s face was more than determined. Any hint of the tired business woman
was gone. Her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed as she stared at herself. ###Let###s
fuckin do this###, she uttered then let out a feminine grunt as she pulled the
weight off the rack. George stopped like someone had paused him, one foot off
the ground, eyes open nearly as wide as his mouth. Her body twisted to the right
with the weight, but then he saw her core muscles flex like he hadn###t seen
before and she righted herself. It was right then that she took her left hand
and grabbed the mate to the heaviest dumbbell in the gym and pulled it free. The
entire rack shook as she did so. For a moment Allison didn###t move. She just
stared at herself in the mirror holding weights that would make most men tear
their arms off. Her chest rose and fell with her slow deliberate breaths. A few
beads of sweat rolled down her forehead and neck, showing that she was straining
at all. Then she sucked in a deep breath, expanding her chest and torso. She
held the breath for a second before curling her arms.


George watched her body thicken and throb with each curl. Her biceps were double
the size they###d been earlier and twice as shredded. When she reached the top of
her curl, the striations at the back of the muscle looked like a thousand arms
reaching out towards the growing mountain peaks next to them. It was now unreal.
Her pace picked up the more reps she did. Spit flew from her lips as she cranked
out rep after rep. Her skin turned red as blood flowed to her face and to her
muscles. ###More###, she breathed to herself and pumped faster. Her muscles looked
like they###d been sculpted by a madman. ###More###, she demanded louder but she
couldn###t pump her arms any faster. The weights looked like a blur now. The
tendons and ligaments were even becoming more pronounced adding to the maze of
veins and striations on Allison###s body. All at once she stopped curling and laid
down on a flat bench. The steel groaned under the weight of the dumbbells.
Allison pulled her hands in and started benching the weight. Her form, as
always, was perfect. Her stabilizer muscles had to fire a hundred times a second
to keep those weights steady, but they did. One half of one dumbbell was bigger
than her head, but she mastered the weight, tamed it.


Her pecs pushed outward and upward, forcing her breasts hard against the
constraints of the sports bra and her royal blue top. A chasm formed in the
center of her chest as the tectonic plates of her pectorals continued to grow.
Her hands looked small next to the thick connecting bar on the dumbbells, but
George could see how much pressure they were exerting on the steel because her
forearms had grown just like the rest of her body. Her abdominal muscles now
looked dense enough and deep enough to amputate a finger within them. Allison
had done at least a dozen reps of bench press when her face changed from
concentration to annoyance. She switched to flys. Now her pecs really squeezed
at the top of a rep. Her cleavage looked as deep as George had ever seen in his
life, but this was hard, sweating, pulsing muscle. ###More!###, she half grunted and
half screamed then began to slam the weights together at the top, flexing her
muscles hard when steel pressed against steel. The sound threatened to shake the
fillings loose in George###s teeth, but he didn###t move towards her. He was in awe
and afraid. He###d never seen anything like this.


###It###s not enough###, Allison finally admitted and dropped the dumbbells to the
floor. Everything around her bounced and George winced. She strode towards the
bench press throwing her earbuds and ipod on the floor as she did so. She didn###t
need the stupid music right now. She needed a workout. She needed to hear
herself pump. She grabbed hundred pound plates and began loading the bar. George
inched closer. She walked all over the floor searching for more heavy weights to
load on the bar. When she###d stacked enough weight on the bar for a strong man to
squat she laid down beneath it. George hurried over and stood in spotter
position.


###I don###t need you###, she nearly yelled at him. ###Move away before you get hurt###,
she tried to warn him.


###I think I###ll stay close###, George replied firmly. He was responsible for this
gym and every bencher required a spotter. It was the rules. It didn###t seem to
occur to George that he couldn###t have even moved this weight if the need arose.
Annoyed, Allison lay down and spaced her hands on the shiny bar before sucking a
breath, deepening her cleavage again. Up close, George saw the cliff like
inserts and the throbbing vasculature. It made his head spin, but not as much as
when she lifted the bar off the rack and quickly began pressing it. He kept his
hands beneath the bar like he taught others to do. If Allison had been in
another mood she###d have laughed, but that wasn###t even on her mind. The only
thing she cared about was her pump, and after several reps she racked the bar.
###It###s not enough###, she declared and jumped up. She stacked more weight, pushing
plates out to the very edge.


###That###s too much###, George mumbled shaking his head.


###The hell it is!###, Allison declared. ###This better be enough or you###ll see me get
angry.### She pressed up the load and the bar bent like the ends were tied to the
floor. Her arms were once again, half again as big as before like someone was
pushing muscle into her body from a secret pump. Her triceps had inlets and
crags like weathered rocks now. Sweat rolled down her body. Her face was
intense, her eyes burned as the weights rose and fell, but something was wrong.
George could tell. She kept pumping faster and faster, so fast that he had to
move his face out of the way. He couldn###t keep up. ###It###s not ENOUGH!###, Allison
screamed and racked the weight. She jumped up fuming. There was no more room on
the bar.


###You###ve maxed it out###, George said, hoping to calm her down.


Allison ground her teeth and headed towards the multi-machine. She unhooked the
pull-down bar then leaned towards the center of the machine and pulled out
several pins.


###What do you think you###re doing?###, George demanded as Allison stood up straight
then pulled up on the entire weight stack. It tried to slip from her hands, but
Allison gripped it so hard she almost bent the stainless steel rods as she
hauled it free. It had taken three men to set that weight stack in place, but
Allison manhandled it from the machine to the bench press. She took the lifting
cable and wrapped it around the plates on the bar several times before going
back to the machine to pull another stack free. This time she threw pieces of
equipment out of her way.


###You can###t do that###, George yelled as she bent the seat of one section to get
the stack out of it. She ignored him and began wrapping the cable around the
other end of the bar. Each stack was 300 pounds of extra weight plus the rods
and pins that held the mass together. Allison lay down on the bench and quickly
got herself into position.


This time her face turned crimson as her arms took up the weight. Her muscles
shook and so did everything around her. ###Fuck yeah!###, she spat as she lowered
the bar towards her chest. The clanging of all of those plates could be heard in
the parking lot. Allison###s face looked like she was trying to lift the entire
world as she powered up another rep. Her body grew red like her face, only her
hair remained its original golden. Even her eyes were bloodshot now with little
capillaries feeding blood to them too even though her vision began to focus in
like she was inside of a long tunnel. Allison###s pump came on like a freight
train. Her muscles were beyond big. In all his years George had never seen
anything like it. He stared at her arms and at her abs, but mostly at her chest
as her pecs continued to thicken like bread rising in a muscle oven. ###Oh fuck
yeah!!###, Allison screamed and began cranking out reps just a little faster.


Sweat ran all over her body, but George noticed a puddle expanding between her
legs. ###Oh YEAH!!!###, she screamed and pushed the bar up from her chest to lock
out her elbows. Her triceps nearly hit George in the chest they flexed so big so
fast. Her chest thrust up towards the ceiling and the tight sports top couldn###t
hold them. Her big tits and huge pecs looked like an expanding mushroom cloud.
George felt his blood pressure rise. She clenched her teeth and powered up
another rep, this one she held. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she began
to shutter. Her muscles went coffin nail hard from head to toe. Her body turned
a shade darker than crimson, and the puddle between her legs became a torrent as
she came, orgasming while holding all that weight above her face. George hadn###t
felt his erection when it began. Now it tented his pants like a teepee pole.


###Mmmm###, she moaned and her muscles kept flexing. ###Mmmore!###, she moaned and kept
flexing her body, pushing it as hard as she could. Her face went from blissful
to twisted. It took a full minute for George to notice the ends of the bar
getting closer together. He backed up as steel began to groan. Her chest defied
any description, any reason. Her nipples grew just like the rest of her amazing
body, but even they were swamped as the bar continued to bend. Her orgasm
stopped like a train, slowly and carefully. Her breathing was deep and labored,
but not from bending the bar. It was an afterthought. She threw it to the floor
where it bounced but couldn###t roll because it was too bent. One hand caressed a
bare breast while the other disappeared between her thighs. Muscles danced a
sexy salsa beneath her flushed skin as she writhed on the bench. Her triceps and
delts flexed as she pressed her fingers inside and worked her own engorged clit,
nearly bringing herself to another orgasm. Then she stopped suddenly and sat up.


Her back hulked as she caught her breath. Now naked from the waist up, she
filled all of George###s field of vision, she was everything to his eyes right now
and he couldn###t tear them away, not even for his own safety. Just like her
muscles, Allison###s allure had grown. Her scent filled the air, drawing George in
like a moth to a campfire. She stood up and he saw her face. It was different
and yet the same, still beautiful but hungry now and unsatisfied. George###s
stomach sank to the floor when he realized that she wasn###t done. His erection
became painfully hard when she purposely brushed against his shorts as she
walked past him. Her light touch sent bolts of energy through his body. He
almost came in his shorts, but he wouldn###t release that sort of control. He
wasn###t a toy so easily controlled.


###Yo---you###re going to have to pay for the damages here###, George managed to say
once blood had returned to his brain. His voice was weak, but she###d heard him.
She just chose to ignore him and begin loading a fresh bar that saw on the very
bottom rung of a squat rack. George was helpless as she started taking the
heaviest weights off of the ruined bench press bar to load them on the squat
bar. To his surprise she took the rest of the weights off of the bar and loaded
them on the weight trees built into the side of the squat rack, but she didn###t
stop there. She robbed weights from all over the room to put on the rack. George
looked on with a growing arousal, as she stood backwards in the squat rack,
looking back towards the rest of the room instead of towards the mirror. She
placed herself beneath the very low bar and took two quick breaths before easily
lifting the fully loaded bar. The weights only rose two inches before the bar
hit the bottom of the rung above.


Now Allison###s beautiful face contorted like something in a fun house mirror, and
her thighs flexed like a hundred bulls. Spit flew from her twitching lips as her
body grew by the heartbeat. Those black workout pants stretched like someone
else had climbed inside of them. The definition was katana sharp and steroid
freak huge. Sweat ran from her skin like a faucet left on full. The effort was
torturous, inhumanly difficult, but she wouldn###t stop.


George couldn###t look directly at her now. Her body pulsed with each heartbeat.
Her legs began to straighten again and George###s mouth fell open. The entire
squat rack came off of the floor. It shook with the vibrations of her muscles
and was so heavy that it didn###t even rattle, just groaned under all the weight.
Veins branched out along her neck when a scream finally gave a clue as to her
pain. Her tights and glutes and back had to be on fire, but she kept going. Her
form, as before, was perfect even beneath all of that steel.


George sweated too as he watched Allison. He###d never felt the combination this
mix of fear and lust inside him before. He was lost in the spectacle. It jumped
and twitched as Allison pushed herself beyond any sense of reason. His breath
came in short blasts as she neared the top of the rep. She rolled her head back
and screamed to the heavens as she blasted up. The split second of muscular
perfection of that moment fried George's brain. Her shoulders looked as wide as
the bar. Her naked chest and stomach were ripped beyond any muscle man###s wildest
fantasy. It all tapered to her small waist then her hips, thighs, ass, and
calves flared to create a muscle bound hourglass that brought George to his
knees. Allison looked down at her feet as she carefully bent her legs, forcing
her muscles to relive their torture. George looked up at he from his knees,
thinking that all that would soon be over. It was even close to over.


He should have run away when Allison began growling like a caged animal. She
started up with all the weight again. Her face looked like she was being crushed
alive, like she was trying to lift a mountain, but to his surprise a twitching
barely formed smile began to form at the corners of her mouth. ###Almost there###,
she labored to say as she neared the top of this second trembling rep. On the
third rep Allison looked like she was being torn apart. To George it felt like
he was witnessing some sort of cosmic event, like the birth of suns. He realized
too late that this was something all together different.


###Ahhharr###, she screamed and gripped the bar hard before rising onto her toes at
the top of this rep. The bottoms of the workout pants looked like they###d been
stretched over some weather beaten stumps rather than lower legs, but Allison
held the pose and locked eyes with George. These weren###t the eyes he###d seen
earlier in the day when he###d agreed to keep the gym open late. There was just a
drop of blue left within a sea of red. They stayed locked on George like he was
some sort of prey. Even as she dropped the bar, the weights, and the squat rack
down to the floor, her gaze never left him. The booming sound of all that steel
banging didn###t even make her flinch. She licked her lips and started towards
George.


George threw his head round to look at the front door, realizing that it was
already locked. Then he spun to look at the fire exit. There was a fifteen
second wait, a lifetime too long. ###You should have left when I told you. Now
you###re going to fucking give me what I need or I###ll take it###, she spoke like he
didn###t really have a choice as if this was all over.


###Look I think you need to leave###, George tried to diffuse the situation as she
sauntered towards him.


###Oh I will, right after I###ve fucked you dry!###


###You###re sick!###, George yelled and picked up a ten pound plate and threw it at
Allison like a frisbee. She leaned to her left with cat like control and let the
weight sail over her shoulder where it shattered one of the big mirrors.


###Your bad luck starts today###, she joked with a deep laugh and moved quicker.


Now George felt like a trapped animal. He looked left and right. In a moment of
clear thinking desperation he snatched up a 25 pound curl bar and held it like a
baseball bat. ###Stay back!###, he warned and she once again ignored him. He was
incredulous and scared. Her little smile sent his already fried brain over the
edge. He swung that bar for all he was worth. For a moment Allison didn###t do
anything. At the very last second she moved her head and shoulders. George
missed. He recovered and swung again, this time harder. Allison laughed and with
blinding quickness reached for the edge of that whistling bar. She could have
stopped it cold. Instead she pushed it harder. The added momentum was too much.
George spun in a circle with the swing hitting nothing but air. Allison laughed
and grabbed both ends of the bar, pulling it and George towards her. His back
hit her front hard enough to knock some wind from his lungs. It felt like he###d
hit a rough stone wall. Before he got his bearings, she###d pulled back trapping
him between her body and the bar.


Her lats spread and her shoulders capped with fresh muscle as she began pulling
the bar towards herself with George in the middle. He put his hands against the
bar and pushed with all of his gym honed might. ###Oh a little bonus###, Allison
moaned and began getting hot again. ###Fight! Give me everything you###ve got###, she
whispered into his ear and drew the bar closer to her chest. George###s arms
trembled with the effort. ###More!###, she screamed. George pushed until his tendons
began to fray. His muscles were bigger and harder than ever in his life, but he
was nothing compared to her. The bar cut into his chest, and he felt his ribs
concaving as the pressure mounted, but then his bent elbows hit Allison###s
midsection and the bar stopped moving. With his chest no longer being crushed,
George managed the smallest of smiles as the torture abated. Unfortunately for
him, Allison had seen his smile and it had pissed her off.


Her teeth stood on end and he felt her body flex beneath him as if it hadn###t
been flexing at all before. Muscles went from stone hardness to something beyond
battleship steel. He should have been afraid when she put her head back and
screamed through her teeth. He looked over at her biceps as they grew and grew
and grew. Her pecs pushed like pistons. The bar began to move again. The pain
increased to mind numbing levels. ###How?###, he wondered with fresh fear as the bar
made steady progress, crushing his chest until his ribs were on the verge of
shattering. Then he looked over at his arms and nearly fainted. He only saw his
radius and ulnas bending like match sticks for a split second before all four
bones in both of his lower arms shattered like struck glass. His screams were
drowned by Allison###s as her orgasm returned, only harder. She held George###s
broken body against hers for five full minutes as her muscles reached new levels
with each passing second. She finally let him fall to the ground.


###You should have stayed away###, she told him in her now dominate tone and tore
off her already split workout pants because she never could have peeled them
down her hugely muscled legs. George was beyond words. ###Your muscles are nothing
compared to mine.### His face was clammy and pale, but she looked down on him
without pity. ###Now###, she began then stepped over body. Her sex dripped with
anticipation. ###You###re going to pleasure me. If you fail###, she began then slapped
her rock hard thighs. ###Then these will crush your skull!### Her muscled thighs
looked too hard to bend, too huge to be mobile. She was something more than
human. She looked down at him, sneering as her juices dropped onto his terrified
face...



**********


Kim sat back in the chair, stunned. She couldn###t believe that this was on Ryan###s
computer, but she couldn###t doubt that he###d written it. She###d been proofing his
papers for nearly three years. She recognized his phrases and his style. Hid
certainly written all that stuff about muscles, and about pain, but Kim couldn###t
understand why. She didn###t know that he was into all of this stuff, and she had
no idea how he###d hidden it from her for so long. She began to doubt everything
about Ryan, and about their relationship. If he liked muscles so much, was he
only with her because she was a champion level gymnast? She was the best on the
team and her body reflected all her years of hard work. She didn###t try to
emphasis her muscles. If anything she tried to downplay them, but to a guy like
Ryan that wouldn###t matter. She and Ryan had sex as much as any horny young
couple, and until a few minutes ago Kim would have said that their love life was
completely normal, but now some thing stood out. She remembered not long ago
when she thought she was just getting a little playful, but for Ryan it was
probably something all together different.


She###d been lying on the bed with Ryan. He was near the head of the bed while she
was near the middle. Her feet dangled off the edge of the bed and her head
rested against his thigh while she read. She wore an old pair of high school
athletic shorts and a cut off tee, one of the few revealing things Kim actually
owned. As she lay there, she didn###t know what had entered her mind, but suddenly
she tossed her book to the floor and straddled Ryan###s body. Suddenly she###d put
her hands together in the center of his chest, extended her legs then
straightened her arms.


Ryan grunted loudly and his arms flailed a bit as his ribs and sternum took up
Kim###s weight. She looked so pleased as she held her body still despite his
shaking. She grinned like she was doing some move on the balance beam. He tried
to say something, but only a little hiss made it out. Kim laughed and he reached
up, gripping her arms and running his fingers beneath the short sleeves of the
little tee, eventually pushing them up over her rippling delts. He felt along
her quads paying close attention to the bulging of her two quad-heads above her
knee. She had small, dainty little joints that made her muscles look like they
were massively huge when they were really sleek and athletic. She saw Ryan###s
manhood rising as she pressed the heels of her hands into his comparatively soft
chest. She smiled down at him, his face flushing from pressure and from lust,
but Kim wasn###t ready to let up, not yet. She leaned forward, her triceps
blooming and her weight crushing down on him even more. Finally she lowered
herself slowly. Her arms didn###t shake at all as lowered her tight little ass
onto Ryan###s stomach. He took a deep breath when the pressure released, but his
smile only grew. He looked at Kim like she was the only thing in the world.


###You###re so easy to impress###, she scolded.


###Not really###, he replied then leaned up suddenly and pressed his lips firmly to
hers. She rubbed her hands through his hair as their bodies got closer and
closer, then it was her turn to pull away. She jumped off the bed.


###If you think a little press hold is impressive, then watch this###, she teased
just before she began sinking towards the floor. Her knees weren###t bending. She
was performing a textbook split, just slowly, for his benefit. Her little shorts
were forced up her perfect quads as got closer to the floor. When her legs were
completely horizontal she looked up to Ryan and smiled again. He looked like a
man who###d just run a sprint, but she was finished. She put her palms flat on the
floor and without any set up or repositioning, began rolling her body upward.
Like something designed to do so, Kim###s back and hips rolled higher balancing on
just her hands. The sexy curves of her body flowed like molten steel as she rose
into a handstand. Her legs were still sticking out at a perfect 1800 as she spun
herself in a neat circle. Her adductors hardened and her calves too when she
pointed her toes and began to raise her legs. Her little feet curled into
perfect arches as her toes reached towards the ceiling. She was as hard as a
nail and just as straight as she showed off just a little bit for Ryan. Just
then her cut off shirt fell, exposing her tits. Even little pink nipples were
hard. She shifted a little and lifted her left arm off the floor and grabbed the
bottom of the shirt and pulled it back towards her bellybutton. With the shirt
out of her face now, she looked up to her boyfriend and smiled. ###So, what do you
think of that?### Ryan didn###t reply with words.


He jumped off the bed and grabbed Kim around her upside down waist and lifted
her up. He strained some because she was so much heavier than she looked. Kim
folded her body over his arm, backwards. Ryan saw her abs stretching and her
obliques taper like rubber bands until it looked like there was just the tiniest
bit holding the two halves of Kim###s body together. Her shirt slid up again, but
Ryan didn###t attack either of her waiting nipples. Inside he pressed his face
into the jagged insertion between her pecs, feeling the hardness on either side
of his head as Kim moved her arms closer together. He flicked at her tits with
his tongue and Kim moaned. He licked more, but then his arm began to shake.
Before Kim could compensate down they went. Ryan###s arm gave out, but he managed
to lower them both slowly. Kim landed against Ryan###s body and now she was turned
on. She attacked his lips, pressing her hands against the sides of her
boyfriend###s head as she kissed him and ground her hips against his. He was in an
awkward position and pushed against the floor to right himself, but Kim was in
the way. She wouldn###t stop. When she got going, she was hard to stop. Suddenly
she wrapped her arms around his torso. Her muscles flexed as she tightened her
arm. Then without the slightest bit of strain, she planted her feet firmly and
lifted her boyfriend off the floor only to throw him down on the bed. Ryan
didn###t get a chance to revel in the moment, she climbed on top and freed his
already raging hardon.


Kim sighed and shook her head as she thought back on that day. That had been
right up Ryan###s alley. She wondered if he###d liked the lifting more than the sex.
Reluctantly she pulled the laptop closer and looked at the recent file list
again. There was another one there, and she knew that she shouldn###t read it, but
she was too far down the path now. It was like she was being pushed by the tide,
like she had no choice but to read it.



**********


The bathroom door slammed open so hard that the handle cracked a tile on the
wall. Big Fred shouldered his way through the relatively narrow opening with
some urgency. He had to take a leak. He chortled in amusement as he looked
around at what had to be the cleanest dive bar bathroom in the world. The loud
music in bar become just a garbled mess when the door swung back closed. He
looked in the mirror and adjusted his leather jacket. It barely fit around his
arms and shoulders. He didn###t need any help showing off his size. Just his
presence was enough. He###d already planned out his scam for the night. His
brutish appearance made easy to misdirect them while he stole enough info to
sell it to identity thieves. He didn###t get to use his fists as much these days,
but the overseas guys paid better than cracking heads ever had. He was picking
out his first target of the night when the bathroom door flew open again. And as
fast as that two hands grabbed Fred###s leather jacket. Before he could even react
he was flying though stall dividers and into the far wall


###You!###, he growled after looking up. Dressed in all black, his old partner
looked like a wall of shadows. Her hair was pulled back, hooked over her ears,
the ends just brushing the brute thickness of her shoulders. Her arms didn###t
hang so much as rest against the accumulation of her lats. Her barrel chest
heaved with quick breaths. The material of her black top lost some threads with
each expansion. Her legs were just as huge, looking like the stumps of redwoods
attached to her surprisingly thin waist. Her face, never her best feature, was
harder than even before. Her eyes burned with anger. ###You should have known I###d
find you, Fred, after you abandoned me.### Her voice wasn###t the na##ve little
girl###s anymore.


Fred looked at the damaged bathroom as he stood to his full impressive height.
###I###ll give you that one, darlin, but you###d best go###, he threatened.


###You###ve got to pay!###, she screamed and charged. Her big body moved with
impressive quickness. ###Ten years!###, she yelled and drove a fist to the side of
Fred###s face. The big man staggered. No one had ever hit him this hard. He wasn###t
prepared. Another blow sent blood and bits of broken teeth clattering to the
floor. Her left bicep finally ripped through her shirt as she delivered an
uppercut to Fred###s ribs. She wanted to smile when she saw the pain on her old
leader###s face. She should have known that the years wouldn###t have softened Fred.
He roared like a beast and wrapped his huge arms around that slim waist and
squeeze so tightly that for a moment her head felt like it would explode from
the pressure. Then he lifted her high in the air. Her back crashed through the
ceiling, pieces of gypsum and wood raining towards the floor, but she hit the
tile first. Fred roared and slammed her down hard. It sounded like a bomb had
detonated. ###FUCK YOU!!###, he yelled and turned to leave the site of his latest
fight. He was still undefeated. This night###s plan was ruined though. He###d made
it only one step before she rose into a handstand. She spread her legs wide
before bringing her legs together against Fred###s neck with the force of a car
crash. The pain stunned him, and then she crossed her ankles and crushed with
all her might. At one time she###d worshipped Fred, and he###d repaid her loyalty by
leaving her to take the rap for crimes he###d committed. She###d never been an
angel, but she###d never done anything worth losing a decade for. This was going
to be her revenge. She###d dreamed about this for all that time.


It looked like Fred###s eyes were going to shoot out of his head like bullets, and
she could have done it too. Her already thick body swelled like a muscle
balloon. Thick bronze calf meat tore through the sides of her pants. Her quads
finished the job, obliterating her pants from her knees to her waist. Fred
choked without sound, none could escape her hold. His big bald head looked like
a grape about to explode. He went to his knees. He tried to pry her legs loose,
but he couldn###t even relieve the pressure. This could have been the end, but
Fred had some tricks left. He leaned to his right then spun to his left as hard
as he could. She went flying into the wrecked stall dividers and hitting the
wall above the toilets. Fred jumped up as she rolled to her knees and sent a
punch to her unprotected middle. She looked liked she###d been hit by a charging
ram. Fred pulled back for another punch, but she pushed him away only to land a
punch of her own. The blow spun his head. She followed with an uppercut that
knocked Fred###s feet off the ground. He saw a punch coming through the haze of
sweat and blood then tensed his stomach. The blow boomed in the small space, but
he didn###t wait for the sound or the pain to go away. He grabbed her by her big
brutish shoulders and picked her up off the ground like a child and spun her
round, but this wasn###t a game. Her grunted and snorted and picked up speed while
she was helpless to stop him. When they were spinning like a top he let her go.


A hundred little tiles burst into a thousand little pieces when her back hit the
bathroom wall. Cracks spread like ice freezing on a wind-shield. Her eyes stared
blankly, and Fred pressed his advantage, charging in and drawing his fist back
in one motion. With perfect timing he unleashed the hardest punch of his life.
Air rushed from her lungs, her huge muscles slumped, but it was the wall itself
that lost the battle. Those cracks became fissures and she went flying through
the thick bathroom wall, ripping copper pipes like paper mache. Water spewed as
concrete blocks turned to dust. She splashed to the floor with debris raining
down beside her.


Women screamed in fright as Fred put his hands on the wall and crushed blocks
with his bare hands to make room enough for him to come through the new doorway.
He didn###t even see the women cowering as he moved into finish off his former
prot##g##. She didn###t stir even a little before putting both hands on the cold
floor and pushing herself up to standing. Fred stopped and she turned with a
grin. ###That###s not bad Fred, but it ain###t good enough###, she hissed and attacked.


They were tired of the foreplay. They locked into a clinch, their hands crushing
in like vices, strength against strength. Their chests banged together. Legs
were splayed for balance. The last remnant of his leather jacket disappeared as
he poured his strength down on top of her. She might have learned to fight a
little better while locked away, and Fred might have let his skills slip some,
but this was different. This boiled it down.


She was practically naked as she pressed against him with just scraps of
clothing clinging to her surging muscles. Her nipples looked like ice picks on
her huge overhanging pecs and the craggy striations made her skin look like
crumpled steel. Her shoulders were bigger than basketballs and still getting
bigger. Her back, glutes, and hamstrings pulsed as she resisted. Her calves
bulged with vascular prominence when she went to her toes to gain some height.
Her head was down, and her stringy black hair shook along with her straining
muscles. Fred rolled his shoulders and hunched his back, increasing the
pressure. He smiled a bloody grin as he poured on even more power. He knew that
she###d wilt beneath this onslaught. That smile fell to pieces when she looked up.


Her face was hard as granite, her body harder. He had no idea that she was
holding back. She###d show him how much she###d changed in the last ten years. Her
pecs surged anew. Her traps were like muscular buttresses constructed on either
side of her trunk thick neck. Sun bronze skin stretched as the muscles beneath
them increased like a tsunami wave. Her forearms blasted to triple their
original size as her fingers slowly crushed Fred###s hands. She###d seen him crush
billiard balls to dust, but he couldn###t out squeeze her, not anymore. Her
shoulders split into three heads each bigger than footballs, then the striated
heads split again and again a she pushed her body to do more. Her triceps flexed
bigger than some men###s legs, and her pecs flexed like there were trying to push
off of her body. The sweat seemed to boil when it got caught between her
pectorals as they cursed into each other. They were forced outward, thicker and
thicker as she ratcheted his arms back and back until his elbows met behind him.
She kept going until his back was all the way to the floor. Then she started to
pound him mercilessly. One building shaking blow landed after another. Fred###s
face looked like a smashed tomato, but still she pounded. The floor behind his
head cracked and still she punched with all the fury of a decade.


Fred should have been done, but he wasn###t. Just as the scarred knuckles of her
right hand were about to smash against his broken nose he slid his head out of
the way. Her punch broke through the already cracked concrete of the floor deep
into the foundation slab. She pulled back, trying to free her hand, but her big
forearm had plugged the hole like a cork.


Fred should have run after staggering to his feet, but his muscles weren###t the
biggest part of him. His pride was. He commanded his broken fingers to work as
he yanked the sink right off the wall. He raised the heavy piece of porcelain as
high over his head as he could before smashing it into her. She went down and
this time Fred pounded her relentlessly. He hit her until the sink broke into
pieces. He chuckled and spit at his bloody one time partner before stepping
towards the door. He was just about to reach for the door handle when ripples
spread through the puddles of water on the floor like the onset of an
earthquake. Fred frowned and reluctantly looked over his shoulder and couldn###t
believe his eyes.


###No!!!!###, she screamed, her eyes wide and crazy. ###I###m getting my REVENGE!!!!###,
she screamed to the heavens. Her body just exploded. Veins shot through her
lunatic face and down her neck and across the rough hewn surface of her flexing
muscles. The fibers of her biceps looked like three dimensional graphics gone
wrong. They kept thickening and swelling as her body shook with inhuman strain
and effort. Her breath was one long ragged fury fueled scream. Her muscles
ruptured Fred###s sanity just like they threatened to rupture her skin.


###Fuck me###, he breathed.


###YOU ARE MINE!!!!###, she shrieked and a slab of concrete, three feet square broke
loose. She yelled like a banshee as the piece came up off of the destroyed
floor. Blood ran from surface scratches on her skin, but her forearm muscles had
been far too hard for mere concrete to damage. This was Fred###s third chance to
run for the door, but he hesitated. He wouldn###t get another one. She threw the
slab, not at Fred, but at the door. It hit and wedged itself against the door
and wall. Fred rushed towards the slab, but had barely touched it when she bent
low and snatched him off of his feet.


Fred###s head bounced off the floor, dazing him long enough for her to get into
position. She laid down on the wet floor and sat Fred up in front of her, with
his back pressed hard against her chest. She pulled his legs in close, bending
his knees towards his chest until with a hard reached she grabbed his right shin
with her right hand and his left shin with her left hand. Fred shook his head
from the hard impact and blew some blood from his mouth from his continuously
bleeding nose. ###What the fuck is this?###, he demanded and stirred a bit against
her makeshift restraints.


###Go ahead and try to get free###, she challenged. ###It###s just my arms against your
whole stinking body. Come on! Show me how strong the Killer is.### Fred didn###t try
at once. She was strong, but this was stupid. There was no way she could hold
him like this. All he had to do was get a leg free, then he could spin and fight
or hit this bitch and get away. He put his palms against his bent knees, getting
a good position before unleashing all of his considerable strength.


His muscles flexed like they never had in his life. He could have lifted a car,
a bus, a bus full of people as he used his muscles against her. He felt her
joints succumbing, stretching. Her ligaments had to be screaming. He could see
her arms stretching, so he pushed harder. His quads were nearly a yard wide as
they worked to straighten his legs. They trembled with extreme might. His
triceps were bigger than a supemodel###s body, but still she held on. This bitch
was too determined for her own good. He reached down deep and strained until his
vision began to darken. It wasn###t enough.


A pressure began to fight against him, pulling his legs in tighter against his
chest despite his vein bursting effort. All of his efforts were being swamped,
overcome completely. He looked left and right with frantic eyes and saw her
arms. Her biceps were flexing like walls. Her muscles were devouring him. He###d
never seen muscles on any person as huge and bloated and ripped. He felt her
grunting. It rumbled his chest like bass at a concert. She growled and her
muscles flexed harder.


His back began hurting before his legs did. Her chest was harder than armor. He
felt the texture of her mighty pecs as she squeezed her arms in closer to her
body like a bailer in a scrap yard compacting a car. She moaned then, a sound
half pain and half ecstasy, and her arms began to curl in, compacting Fred into
a smaller and smaller space. Her chest was unmovable and her arms would not
stop. He wanted to scream, but his knees were pressing in against his chest with
for force of a charging bull. His triceps cramped. He kept pushing. His thighs
spasmed, but he kept pushing. He slammed his eyes shut and pushed with every
ounce of his strength. He stopped her for less than a second. Both of his
triceps tore away from the bone. The two flapped uselessly beneath his reddening
skin. He screamed, the sound seemed to fuel her strength. She closed her eyes
then and gave her arms the hardest pull yet. His massive quads ruptured in
spectacular fashion. She didn###t know what she liked more, the sounds of his
bones breaking or the sound of his feeble scream. His ribs broke somewhere
during the onslaught and her arms kept closing, reducing this once huge man into
a smaller and smaller space. She thought of all the things she###d put with for
ten years as his organs began to shut down from being crushed inside his body.


###I###m###. I###m sorry###, he muttered.


###That###s not enough###, she uttered through her tremendous strain.


###Don###t### do this. I###ll make the time up to you###, he managed as his lungs began to
deflate. ###I###m sorry, Kim.###



**********


The real Kimberly###s eyes narrowed as she slammed the laptop shut. She felt her
face flush and her body get hot. ###He named that### that monster after me!###, she
fumed and stood up from the chair. ###I can###t believe it!### She paced around the
apartment for a while, looking at the phone, thinking of whether to call Ryan,
to give him a piece of her mind, but there wasn###t time. She had to get to
practice. She was so hurt and confused that she was in a trance as she changed
clothes. She###d trusted Ryan, and he turned out to not be the guy she###d thought.
She was halfway to the athletic facilities before she even realized that she was
walking there. She pulled open the door, not thinking about practice at all.


By the time Ryan got back to the apartment, Kim had been gone for nearly an
hour. He hung his jacket on the hook next to Kim's hook. She'd be back in
another couple of hours. He had her schedule down cold. He went to the kitchen
and grabbed a glass of water before sitting down with his computer. He had some
extra spring in his step today. He'd been thinking about his stories all day
long. He had little tweaks for Dominix's story, and some to Allison's story too.
It was pretty good, but it might not be rough enough. He smiled at the thought,
but opened his latest story first. He laughed when he read the opening. He
couldn't believe that he'd named that mad woman in the story Kim. His girlfriend
would have blown a fuse if she knew. He wanted the 'Kim' character to be a
muscle beast. It would be such an awesome story when he was done, so he got to
work, smiling as one muscle crushing image after another jumped into his mind.


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