Tales of the Young and Musclebound (Vol. 1)
by Michele LeMuscle - written for DTM / Amy's Conquests



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Holy Muscles

The brick structure lay nestled in a remote area of the Canadian Rockies. Far
from any communities, it was a self sustaining institute. The nearly 200 year
old Monastery was showing its age on the exterior. The aging complex housed
anywhere from 30 - 40 young men at any given time, seeking to become priests.
There were also the five elderly Monsignors overseeing all activities in the
complex. The only other occupant of the monastery was the lone female, 16 year
old Fiona. Fiona had been left on the granite steps of the monastery when she
was just 7 months old. The Monsignors knew she was a special baby from the
start and took her to be a gift from God.

Fiona was definitely special and was kept away from most areas of the complex
while she was young. She was a gifted girl and was sheltered by the
Monsignors. It wasn't until she was about 12 years old that she was gradually
exposed to the rest of the complex. Although she was not a Nun, the Monsignors
dressed Fiona in Nun garb. She had very little exposure to the men vying to
become priests, and for special reasons. Through in her mid-teens, the
Monsignors groomed Fiona and her special gift for future use in the Monastery.

The day had finally come for Fiona to find her place and purpose in the
Monastery. She made her way to the chambers of the Head Monsignor. She lightly
tapped on the door. "Come in." came a shaky voice from behind the large wooden
portal. Fiona opened the creaky door to find Monsignor William at his old,
time-worn desk. "Please, sit down." the 79 year old gestured. The beautiful
teenage girl sat down and looked down at the floor. "I have to tell you as
I've told you many times, how glad we are that you were brought to us as an
infant. You truly have been and are a very, very special girl." he said with a
smile.

"Thank you, Monsignor. I appreciate all that has been done and provided for
me." she softly replied.

"It's been a challenging few years training and educating you for your place
and purpose here." he said.

"I hope I will be able to fulfil. my purpose, Monsignor." she replied.

"I have all the confidence in you my child." he boasted back. "I know what we
ask of you may seem strange at this time, but it will help in our process at
the Monastery." he said.

The Monsignor then pushed a box on his desk towards her. "Here are the tools
we mentioned that we think will help you." he said.

Fiona grabbed the toaster sized box and lay it on her lap. "I will use these
to the best of my abilities, Monsignor." she replied.

He looked at his watch. "The time is drawing near, Fiona. You will be summoned
to the assessment chamber in about 30 minutes." he instructed.

"I shall go to my room and prepare myself, Monsignor." she replied as she got
up and exited the Monsignor's chamber. She walked down the dusty old hallway
towards her chamber. "I must do my best to help the Monastery." she softly
spoke to herself as she entered her chamber.

About 20 minutes later, a knock came at her door. "It's time, Fiona." came a
voice from one of the other Monsignors.

"Coming." chirped the 16 year old. She opened the door to find Monsignor John
waiting in the hall.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Yes, I believe so." Fiona replied. Fiona was dressed in the usual Nun type
robe and habit she had been wearing for many years. Monsignor John the led her
down the long hallway to the Assessment Chamber. He opened the door before her
and led her in.

"You can wait here." he gestured towards a bench. Fiona sat at the bench and
patiently waited. A few minutes later a man of about 27 years old came into
the chamber.

"Hello?" he puzzled as he greeted Fiona.

"Hello." she greeted in return. The man was dressed in an apprentice priest
garb.

"I'm a little confused." he continued to puzzle. Fiona had her head bent down
and recited in a whisper as he puzzled. "I was under the assumption I was to
have the final phase of my testing here today? Am I in the wrong room?" he
asked. Fiona stood up and walked toward.

"Don't trouble yourself. You are in the right room." she softly assured him.

Fiona grabbed him by the arm and led him to the bench where she had been
sitting. "You are Steven, I presume?" she asked.

"Yes, yes I am ... but I'm still confused." he said back.

"Just have a seat and we can begin shortly." she said to him.

"Are you going to conduct the test?' he asked the teenage girl.

"In a manner of speaking..." she began as she slowly unbuttoned her robe. As
all the buttons were undone, she pulled the robe back over shoulders and let
float to the ground. Steven instantly focused on her body.

Fiona was stacked with muscles atop of muscles from head to toe. This is what
the Monsignors discovered of the little girl that came into theirs lives all
those years ago. Fiona's body naturally produced muscles at an accelerated
rate. Without exertion or exercise, her young body grew muscles and muscles
and more muscles. Even at her current young age, she possessed the muscles of
3 or 4 Male Bodybuilders. And to enhance everything, the contents of the box
from the senior Monsignor contained the string bikini and extreme nine inch
high heels that she was now wearing.

"I ... I ... don't understand?" gasped the dumbfounded Steven. He glared at
the young girl's muscle riddled body, which the micro bikini left next to zero
to the imagination.

"Now I'll need you to relax and concentrate while I administer the test." she
said to calm the bewildered man down. Her muscles fluttered throughout her
body as she softly spoke. She had a calm demeanor about her, which was a total
contrast to her behemoth muscles. Even at a stand still, her muscles were
enormous. Calves at 22 inches, thighs 45 inches, chest 56 inches, and relaxed
biceps at 29 inches.

"My word ... the lord has blessed you with an abundance of muscle!" he gasped
at the muscle engorged teen.

"So, like I mentioned, you must pay close attention for the test." she
repeated softly.

"Um ... alright ... Sister, Sister?" he stumbled.

"Fiona." she said, still not giving any smile at all.

"Alright, let's begin." she said as she turned her back to him. Every inch of
her was bulging with muscles. She took a soft breath and bent her right leg
up. Her calf balled up into 30 inches of muscle. She bent it up once more,
pushing her calf out to 33 inches, preventing her from bending her leg up all
the way. She repeated with her other leg.

"I don't understand...." he puzzled.

"Please be silent and concentrate." she spoke as she turned to face him. She
planted her right foot firmly to the ground. Her already huge thigh bloated
out to 55 inches of corded, striated muscle. She softly cooed as she did the
same on the opposite leg.

"I don't understand what this test is about?" he pleaded. She ignored his
query and slithered her torso and tightened her tummy. A tidal wave of ab
muscles rushed across her belly. He watched as muscles danced up and down her
stomach.

She turned into a side chest pose like a master poser. Her monstrous pecs
pushed out from her chest. "Mmmmmmmmmf." she softly grunted as she milked her
pecs for more and more muscle. Her pecs had pushed her chest out to 70 inches.
Her bikini top gave way to the surge of muscle and snapped away from her body.

"Oh Dear!" he gasped.

"My apologies.... but I must continue." she cooed softly. She turned to face
him again, crossing her arms in front of her. Her pecs bunched up into
multiple layers. "How are you feeling, Steven?" she asked in a soft erotic
tone.

"I'm, I'm feeling very confused..." he quivered.

"Are you sure that's all you're feeling?" she said, glaring at his crotch.
Steven looked down to see an enormous teepee had formed in his gown.

"My ... what? What is this?" he gasped in shock.

"I think you know what that is." she replied.

"I've not experienced this sensation my entire life!" he cringed, as the huge
erection was causing him pain.

Fiona brought her arms up to flex. She slowly flexed her huge arms. The slow
hard flex produced 40 inch biceps. "Mmmmmmmmmm.." she moaned as she once again
milked her flex for more muscle. He continued to cringe in pain as he watched
the young girls biceps tower to 48 inches. His erection followed the lead of
her biceps and grew further as well, causing him even more pain. Fiona
prepared for one last flex.

She moaned and cooed erotically as her biceps pushed another bicep atop the
previous one. The top of her flex yielded a towering 55 inches mountains of
muscle. A loud yell filled the room as Steven's robe ripped open by his
thrusting erection. The second it tore through his gown, it fiercely expelled
his fluids. Fiona proudly sighed as she held her flex until the last of his
fluids spewed from his erection. That's when the muscle behemoth girl relaxed
herself.

Steven moaned in pain and disbelief as he tried to compose himself. Fiona
refrained from putting on her robe as her muscles were too engorged for the
loose robe to fit. She sat herself on the bench beside Steven. "Are you okay?"
she softly asked.

"What, what ... just happened? he asked, nearly in tears.

"I'm not quite sure. You were my first test subject." she replied.

"Does this mean I failed the test?" he wept.

"It isn't a pass or fail test, Steven. It's more to test character. It merely
proves that you are a very normal human male." she said. He was relieved to
find he didn't fail anything. "My muscles are very swollen at the moment. Is
it alright if I sit here with you while the swelling goes down a bit?" she
asked, finally showing a hint of a smile.

He just smiled back at her and leaned himself into her massive arms, imagining
this must truly be what Heaven felt like.

**********

Stilettos

Erin lay stomach down on her bed playing on her phone. The cute teenage girl
was still in her pajamas on this Sunday morning. It was just after 10:00 am
and she eagerly awaited her father's return from his month long trip to the
Himalayas. He had gone to the region to do some geological surveying for his
company. Erin and her father had a very close relationship, unlike most girls
her age. Her phone beeped with a text message from Dad, saying he was in a cab
and would be home in 15 minutes. "Yippy!" she blurted out. She sprung up from
her bed and sat by the window, waiting patiently for the cab to pull up.

It was a mere few minutes and there was the cab. She watched her Father exit
the cab and she quickly made her way downstairs to greet him. Just as he
opened the front door, she leapt into his arms.

"DADDY!" she burst out.

"Whoa there!" he elated as she nearly knocked him off his feet.

"I'm so glad you're home!" she shouted as she hugged him.

"Let me put my bags down at least!" he laughed. She let go of him and dropped
her feet to the ground. She twisted about joyfully. Her ginger pigtails
bouncing playfully.

"I missed you so much, Daddy! You were gone a long time." she said.

"I know sweetie, I missed you, too. And I'm sorry I was gone so long. I
brought you some presents that hopefully will make up for it?" he said to her.

"Oh goodie! What did you bring?" she burst out into jumping again.

"No, not yet. Let's get my bags upstairs and I'll get your presents. Now run
along to your room and I'll meet you there in a few minutes.

"Okay, Daddy!" Erin elated as she scurried up the stairs to her room.

Erin sat in her room awaiting her Father. He came in a few minutes later like
he promised. He held something behind his back. "Oooooo ... What is it,
Daddy?" asked the excited young girl.

"Well, it's something you've asked for before, but Mommy and Daddy were
against." he started.

"Huh. I don't know what that could be?" she puzzled. Her Father brought a box
out from behind him and handed it to his daughter.

"I'll leave the room so that you can try on your gifts." he said.

"Um ... okay, Daddy?" Erin replied as she grabbed the box.

"You just let me know when you're OK for me to come back in." he asked as he
left her room. He stood out in the hallway for a few minutes.

"OH MY GOSH!" she blurted from within her room.

A few moments later she called her Father back into her room. He entered to
find Erin with an ear to ear smile. "Daddy, I love it!" she said to him. What
she was speaking of was an outfit. A pleaded pink mini-skirt, a white cotton
halter top, and a pair of six inch stainless steel stiletto heels.

"I'm glad you like it, Erin." he smiled.

"But I thought I wasn't allowed to wear clothes like this?' she asked.

"Well, I know how much you've been wanting to wear this kind of stuff and
thought maybe we could start a trial period." he said. "How does it fit?" he
added.

Erin did a playful twirl around. "It fits perfect, Daddy!" she joyed. She
twirled to face her father. "It's so sexy, Daddy. Maybe too sexy?" she asked.
The outfit fit the teenage girl very well. Her gymnastic and swimming
activities had her young body blossoming, her sports activities had her body
taut and shapely, much to the surprise of her Father. The stilettos had her
young calves protruding into defined and prominent muscles.

"I know I'm your Father, but I have to say it does look very sexy on you." he
admitted.

"Daddy...." she said shy fully.

"They say the high heels have a special "Power"." he joked, making quotation
gestures with his fingers.

"Oh, that's silly Daddy." she giggled. Her Father chuckled along with her.
Then the giggling stopped. "Oh ... something feels strange." Erin said.

"What is it?" asked her Father.

"I'm not sure. It's my legs." she replied. Dad stepped close to her. "Oh Daddy
... something doesn't feel right." she began to panic.

"Okay, take it easy." he tried to calm her.

"Ugggh ... my legs feel like they're turning to steel!" she blurted. Dad knelt
down in front of her. He ran his hands across her thighs.

"OH my! You're right! They're as hard as steel!" he gasped. Her legs were
normally taut and fit from gymnastics, but this was different. Suddenly he saw
mounds rising in her thighs.

"Oh no! What's happening, Daddy?" she pouted. Cords of muscle began forming in
her thighs. Her calves slowly expanded out.

"I don't believe what I'm seeing!" he gasped as her legs continued to swell
with muscles. Her pouting ceased.

"Ohhhh ... that feels good." she said as she caressed her thighs.

"Erin, are you alright?" Dad puzzled.

"I'm getting urges, Daddy..." she said, looking down at him.

"What are you talking about?" he puzzled more.

"Sorry, Daddy ... I can't help myself." she said as she put her hands behind
his head.

"Erin ... what are you ..." he started as she pulled his head between her
thickly muscled thighs.

"Forgive me, Daddy." she cooed as she crossed her feet. Her confused Father
struggled to break free, but her thighs had a firm hold of him. The girl had
succumbed to the effects of the stiletto heels. Apparently, what her Father
said about the stilettos was actually true. She put her arms up behind her
head and squeezed her thickly muscled thighs. He jerked in pain as she
squeezed. "Mmmmmm ... I bet that hurts." teased Erin in a sensual manner, as
muscles continued to sprout from her legs. Dad's squirming slowly ceased as
the pressure from her thighs increased. "Mmmmmmmhh..." she softly grunted as
she squeezed on.

She spread her legs and her Father fell to the ground with a loud thud. She
sat on her bed and grabbed Father by the scruff. She positioned his head
between her spread muscle engorged legs. His head was facing up as she spread
her legs as wide as she could. Her barely conscious Father's head lay
motionless between her spread legs. Then with a super sonic swiftness she
slapped her legs together. Her Father jolted fiercely as it felt like two
concrete pillars slamming into his skull. The young girl spread her legs again
and once more slammed her rock hard thighs into her father's head. He jolted
once more, but with less vigor. The young girl playfully continued to slam her
pillars of solid muscle into his head. After several more slams, her Father's
face was battered, bruised, and bleeding. "Oh ... poor Daddy." she playfully
teased.

She ceased slamming and wrapped her monstrous thighs around her motionless and
unconscious Father's neck. Crossing her feet, she crushed furiously. "Oh
yes!!!!" she blurted as thigh muscles stacked atop each other. His head slowly
disappeared within her swelling thigh muscles. "Mmmmmmm ... time to say bye
bye, Daddy." she giggled. She thrust her legs upwards swiftly. Her stilettos
flew off her feet. With her legs still wrapped around his neck, she looked
down at him.

"Oh my gosh! Daddy!" she cried out at her unconscious Father. With the
stiletto heels off her feet, her leg muscles slowly receded back to their
normal state. She spread her legs and grabbed a hold of her Father as she
knelt beside him. "Daddy ... I'm so sorry!" she cried as she desperately
grabbed her phone. She called 911 for an ambulance.

As the Paramedics wheeled her Father out of her room, a Police officer
entered. Just Erin and the Officer remained in her room now. Erin sat on her
bed wiping the tears from her eyes. "I'm sorry, but I'll have to ask you a few
questions, young lady." said the Officer.

"Um ... okay.." Erin said, trying to compose herself.

"You say you don't remember what happened or how your father was beaten so
severely?" asked the Officer.

"That's right." replied Erin.

"Weren't you in the room?" he continued.

"Yes ... I think so..." she replied.

"That's strange. Did you black out, perhaps?" he asked on.

"I really don't know, Officer." replied the confused teenage girl.

"Was everything in the room as it is now?" he asked.

"Um ... I guess so. Oh, except I was wearing these." she answered as she
grabbed the stilettos and put them on and stood up. Erin then smiled at the
officer in devilish manner.

"Everything alright, young lady?" asked the puzzled Officer.

"Absolutely perfect...." she sneered.

We all know what the fate of the Officer would be from that point.. ...

**********

Look Daddy, No Hands!

17 year old April sat on the couch nervously. She was waiting for her Father
to come home from work. She was in a bit of hot water at school and her father
was notified of the situation. April was not your average High School girl.
The 5' 7" teenager was built more like an Olympian male bodybuilder, but a
hell of a lot more curvaceous and bustier. She was the arousal of many a
student and teacher alike, to say the least. She had on a pair of Jeans,
T-shirt, and sandals. Her clothes fit snug and tight against her muscled body.
April fidgeted as she awaited her Father.

Moments later he entered the front door. "Hi Daddy." she greeted him
cautiously. No response as he hung his coat and entered the living room.

"I really can't believe the phone call I got from the school today!" he
blurted out.

"Daddy, I can explain." April pleaded.

"Explain? Explain?" he repeated. He paced back and forth. "I thought I brought
you up better than that?" he continued. "I know that you're quite an
attraction to men and boys alike, but this is not acceptable behavior!" he
added as he paced.

"Daddy ... please ... it was an accident." she continued to plead.

"Accident? How does a girl have sex with her teacher by accident?" he barked.
"What? Wait a minute. They told you I had sex with my Teacher?" she puzzled.

"Are you denying it?" her Father challenged.

"Absolutely!" she replied firmly.

"Do you deny making a Teacher orgasm in class today?" he asked as he stopped
his pacing.

"Well ... I .... " she stumbled with her reply.

"Aha!" he blurted.

"Yes, yes ... I did, but we didn't have sex!" she stated firmly again.

"Well what was it then? Oral sex? Did you jerk him off? Answer me young lady!"
he barked.

"No, Daddy .... none of those things," she replied in a slight pout.

"Did he jerk himself off? I don't get it!" he ranted.

"No, no ... I didn't touch him and he didn't touch me." she pouted on.

"Then what the hell happened?" he barked on.

April gathered herself together and tried to explain. "It was Show and Tell
Day today. My topic was subject I know best about. MUSCLES!" she started. Her
Father sat in a chair across from her as she explained. "Then I started
explaining about all the different muscle groups." she continued, looking at
her Father, who didn't look like he was believing any of her story so far.

"Uh .. huh." he said sarcastically.

"Then I started flexing my muscles as I explained about them..." she
continued. Dad leered at her in a smirk of a face. "Then a few minutes later I
heard Mr. Harrison moan really loud." she explained.

"And then ...?" her Father sarcastically asked.

"Then ... I ... um ... turned and saw a huge tepee in his crotch and it was
getting all wet from the inside." she said.

"Really?" Dad replied sarcastically again.

"Yes, Daddy ... really!" she claimed in a pout.

"So, you mean to tell me that you made a full grown man cum in his pants by
merely flexing your muscles?" he asked sternly.

"Well, actually, I think a lot of the boys in class may have cum in their
pants as well." she added with cringe.

"What? That's crap!" Dad barked back.

"But that's what happened, Daddy .... honest!" April leaded.

Dad stood up and began walking toward the phone. "I'm going to call the school
and expose your lie!" he barked.

"Go ahead." April replied. Dad put down the phone.

"You think I'm going to believe your story?" he said to her.

"It's not a story. It happened!" April replied with more emphasize.

"I still can't believe you think you can make a grown man come by just flexing
your muscles and not laying a single finger on him." Dad stated.

"I did it, even though it was by accident, I did it." April said proudly.

"I don't know.... I still don't buy it." Dad said to her.

"Well I'm sure if I put my mind to it, I could make it happen to any man." she
stated proudly.

"Well, I'd have to see that to believe it." Dad chuckled.

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