Allan and Megan return part 1 By hud01 at mb1979one@hotmail.com Allan returns to find out that female muscle can come in a younger package. Please email me. Positive comments and constructive criticism are appreciated Megan and I were set to return to her home in Florida after spending a month with my parents in Green Bay. The trip had been fantastic. I showed Megan around all my old haunts. She even got to embarrass a few a my friends after they tried to give me grief when they saw her carrying me around the house one morning. She overpowered every last one of them with little or no effort. All of them ended up on the floor begging my amazing girlfriend to let them up. Tony the most obnoxious one ended up with her crotch covering his face. He had to perform until she came, before she would let him up. I was so turned on by her domination that I came in my pants watching the entire scene. To a one they ended up wanting to feel her incredible muscles. The shared humiliation of being dominated by a girl so much younger ended being a strange bonding experience. Our flight back left out of Milwaukee. My parents drove us to the airport. While my father took the luggage out of the trunk I was treated to the all too familiar sight of Megan holding my mother firmly in her arms. In the same way it affected me, Megan brought out the best in the libido of my normally staid mother. I watched as my mother was aroused without intimate contact, her thin legs tightly coiled around Megan's taut waist. I could not get over how sexually stimulated my middle age mother became when she was in the arms of my muscular girlfriend. I almost closed my eyes, watching my mother shudder when Megan held her tight, her strong hands grinding my mother's crotch into her rippling abs. The act ended with my shy mother giving Megan a long open mouth kiss with her thin arms wrapped around my Amazon girl's thick neck. I think my father must have pretended not to see. It took him almost five minutes to get four pieces of luggage to the curb. When we walked though the parking lot, I turned one more time to wave. I swear I saw my proper acting mother's hand down the front pants of my shocked father. We each carried one bag on the plane, which turned out to be less than half full. When we got to our seats, Megan opened the overhead bin and picked up my bag and easily pushed it in. "Wow mom look at her muscles," I heard from the other side of our aisle. I glanced over to see a beautiful young girl with this astonished look on her face. "Don't stare at her, you know muscles on a girl aren't right," I heard her uptight mother admonish her. The young athletic looking girl with strawberry blonde hair would not be deterred. "How strong are you?" she asked. Megan said "try to lift this," pointing to her heavier suitcase. While still in her seat, the girl grabbed it with two hands and couldn't get it off the cabin floor. "Now watch" Megan said to her. With her right hand she gripped it by the rods which contained the handles and lifted it up to the level of the bin where she guided it in with her left hand. The young teen looked over at her mother who by then was engrossed in a woman's magazine and back at my muscle girl. She just smiled and sat there her eyes riveted to Megan's arms. My Amazon woman decided to give the young girl a long lasting impression. She took her jacket off as she sat down. Once in her seat she slowly brought her fist up to her chest and pulsed her massive bicep. The awed girl's eyes bugged out as she took in the display in front of her. Quickly looking over at her mother, and seeing she was no longer paying attention the cute young girl turned back to Megan and whispered, "can I feel it?" "Oh course you can sweetie," Megan said back in a low conspiratorial voice. "Just wait until we take off." Once we were airborne the mother pulled a pillow off the seat in between them and placed in against the window. Soon her eyes were shut. After the drink and snack cart had gone up and down the aisle the captain turned off the seatbelt sign. Megan moved over to our empty middle seat and motioned to the girl. In a flash the young blonde was sitting next to my amazing girlfriend. "What's your name?" she asked. "Kelly" was the response. "Ok Kelly are you ready?" she asked the excited girl. The response was an emphatic nod. Her hands shook with anticipation. Megan pumped her arm and few times and then held it large and peaked. The eager young girl tried to wrap one hand around the pulsing arm. She barely covered the huge head on the arm of my powerful girlfriend. "Bring up the other one." Megan coached Her long thin fingers wrapped around my Amazon girl's thick arms, barely touching. Megan straightened her arm and tensed it curling her fist up again. The girl was breathing heavy. "You are so strong," she said in amazement. "I could never get so big." "Don't say that." Megan admonished the stunned girl. "You can do anything you want. All you need to do is try your best and always work your hardest." Megan reached into her purse and pulled out a card. "Here" she said as she wrote her email address, "write me and I'll help you exercise." The entire time the girl's hands never left her massive arm. Kelly took the card in her shaking fingers and said "thank you I'll send you a message every day." Megan smiled at her new admirer and said "you better, I don't want to have to use these on you," pumping her arms for emphasis. "No way" She replied, "I want to be like you." Just then the captain put on the fasten seat belt sign, due to some turbulence. Reluctantly, the pretty girl returned to her seat not wanting her mother to know what had just transpired. I leaned over and said "Are you starting your army of young Amazons?" I asked teasing my powerfully built girlfriend. She back handed me in the arm. Even that playful tap caused me to yelp slightly. I glanced over and saw a knowing look in the eyes of her young protégé. The girl now had visible proof that Megan was much stronger than I was. She leaned back in the seat, closed her eyes and smiled. We landed in Miami. When we rose out of our seats I was surprised to see that the young girl was slightly taller than Megan. She must have been around five foot five. They walked together, the two girls ignoring her mother and myself as they chatted away. I didn't mind, but her pretty and tense mother did not seem happy to see her daughter talking to my muscular woman. As we entered the baggage claim, Kelly put her hand on Megan's forearm. All I could hear was please, as her young eyes looked pleadingly into my Amazon girlfriends caring eyes. "Ok, I'll do it" Megan finally said to the suddenly happy girl. They turned and face each other. I watched as my strong woman put her hands under the arms of the younger girl. With a slow ease, Megan lifted the young blonde up until her arms were locked. Megan said something to the airborne girl. She brought the thinner girl down to her face and lifted her up again. The enjoyment in the younger girl was easily apparent. I heard Kelly say "no way." Megan nodded affirmatively. After Megan let the thin blonde down, she motioned to me, "Allan would you please come over here." I walked to my girlfriend wondering what she wanted. I thought I saw our bags coming out and I wanted to grab them. "Face me honey," she said in her sweet voice. She gave me a swift kiss on my lips. I attempted to respond. Before I could lean forward I felt Megan's strong hands under my arms. With a quick grunt she bent her knees and pushed up. Immediately I was airborne, flying up towards the ceiling. "Oh my god," I heard Kelly say, "I can't believe you can do that to him." "You are so much stronger than him," she continued. My embarrassment at the situation was growing by the second. I wanted to say something, as a few people began to stare, but I was afraid of drawing even more attention to myself. "Megan turned her head to the amazed girl and said " Its easy, you just need to work at it. Time and patience will be your best ally." With that, gratefully, I was slowly lowered back down to the ground. "I'll could never do something like that," the pretty girl said to my incredibly powerful girlfriend. "Yes you can," Megan admonished her. "I bet you are even stronger than you think." With that last statement, Megan whispered something in the girl's ear. I began to get that uncomfortable feeling as they schemed. I saw a small smile crease the lips of the younger girl. Finally she said, "Ok if you think I can do it." Casually Kelly walked over to me and said "Megan told me to do this." With that she bent down and wrapped her arms around my thighs. "Its ok Kelly, you can do it." I heard Megan say as she encouraged the youngster. The strawberry blonde took a deep breath and gripped my thin legs tighter. She grunted and started standing up. All too easily I came with her and went airborne for the second time in the last ten minutes. The surprisingly strong girl locked her knees as I was held high in her arms. Luckily for me the, complete humiliation of being held in the air by a girl almost half my age, kept any other physical reactions from occurring. Gleefully she twirled around with my weak body firmly in her control. She turned to Megan and said "I can't believe it, you were right, I have an older man in the air. He is so light, I think I could hold like this forever." I was stunned by both comments. That a girl who barely looked to be a teenager, thought I was light and that she called me an older man. Both statements were firsts and I don't think I like either of them. "You better let him down now," Megan told the disappointed girl. I think she saw my growing embarrassment and may have been worried that my love of being lifted might take hold. Gratefully my feet hit the floor. In a surprising show of maturity, the lithe youngster looked at me and held out her hand. "Thanks for letting me do that," she said grasping mine. I was still in shock at the events which had transpired, but her strong grip brought me back to reality. "No problem," I managed to spit out. She then turned to Megan and they gave each other a high five. Megan said to the clearly pumped girl, "remember, email me and I'll get you started on real workouts." The happy girl nodded her head and said "As soon as I get home." None too soon the young girl's mother called to her that she had their bags. Kelly and Megan hugged each other. They broke their embrace. Kelly turned to her impatient mother. "Ok, I'm ready to go" she announced. The two females walked away, the pretty teen waving as they went through the doors. I turned back to the carousel, Megan put her strong arm around me and pulled me towards her, kissing my cheek, she said "you are always such a good sport, I promise you'll get a reward for that when we get home." Her statement cheered me a little, but I was keen to get out of there as fast as possible. With the lifting display that I had been the part of taking so much time, ours was among the last luggage left. I quickly grabbed my suitcase and dragged it off and to the ground. Megan easily picked hers off and held it aloft. We rolled the four bags we had out to the curb where we saw Megan's parents as they walked towards us. "Sorry we are so late," Lisa said to us. "The traffic was horrible." Megan and her mother walked arm in arm while Roger and I pulled the luggage. When we reached the car, I saw Lisa nod in agreement to what Megan had told her. My beautiful girl came over to me and said, "don't worry about the bags, I'll put them away." Roger headed to the drivers door. Lisa walked toward me saying, "Allan, I understand you had a rough few minutes back there. Come here and let me make it better," Lisa said this in a surprisingly sexy voice. I was mesmerized by her tone. Not having seen her in a month I was captivated by her enduring beauty and sensuality. She reached out and pulled me towards her. I couldn't have resisted if I wanted to and I wasn't sure I wanted to try. Lisa picked me up and held me in the front straddle that had always aroused me. Today was no different. All too quickly I felt the blood rushing to my groin. The pulsing in my pants weakened any resolve I had left. Lisa hugged me tighter bringing a pleasurable groan from deep in my throat. In less than a minute I felt my huge cock escaping the confine of my pants. Lisa looked down and saw the huge purple head pointing up to her. "I guess things haven't changed that much" she said in a sultry voice, her eyes lids getting heavier as she spoke. The entire scene sent a pleasurable chill down my spine. Before I went to the next stage of arousal and sullied our shirts, I heard Megan yell at her mother, "let him down, I don't want to sit next to his stained pants for an hour." Slowly and reluctantly Lisa lightened her grip. She gently placed me down by the rear door. The trip back was filled with lively conversation as we caught up on events that occurred while we were on our trip. When she would turn around to say something to us, Lisa kept looking at me in a way that started to get uncomfortable. I swear one time I caught her licking her lips as she looked at my crotch. Megan seemed oblivious to it, as she kept talking to her father about all that she had seen in Wisconsin. Pulling into driveway I got that comfortable feeling of being home. I knew this is really where I want to spend my life. Megan looked over at me smiling and told me "don't worry about the bags, I'll get them honey." Roger walked back with her and they emptied the trunk. Lisa came up behind me and wrapped her long, taut arms around my shoulders. In a surprisingly little girlish voice Lisa asked my dominant girl, "can I give Allan a proper welcome back?" Knowing that she might as well get it over, Megan answered back, "he is all yours mom." "Thanks honey," Lisa said in a giddy little voice. She seductively slid her arms off of my shoulders. In one motion she bent down and placed her right arm behind my knees while the left wrapped itself around my small back. All to easily she lifted me into her strong arms. Cradling me with little effort, my future mother-in-law proceeded to carry me into the house. The feeling of her strong body brought my thick cock back to life. While I was lying securely in her arms I watched the pulsing head of my cock slide up and out of my pants. The series of events that occurred today has me is close to bursting. Not wasting any time Lisa brought us into the living room. Putting me down, she kissed my nose and admonished me, "don't move, stay right there." Sliding her strong hands along my ribs she went to her knees, bringing my pants down with her. "Oh how I have missed this monster" Lisa lustfully says looking up at me with her large blue eyes sparkling in anticipation. Wrapping both hands around the shaft, she pulled the engorged head to her waiting lips. Pushing her head forward, she attempted to take me down her waiting throat. After slipping the head a couple inches into her eager mouth, Lisa came back up for air and looked at my throbbing cock. "Damn, I forgot how really big you are," she said with real admiration. My weak chest puffed up at the honest comment. Not ready to admit defeat Lisa began to lick up and down the shaft, coating my cock with her warm saliva. My erect cock glistened in the light. Dropping her hands off of my bouncing pole, she placed them on my small butt. Her tongue slithered around her luscious lips coating them for the assault ahead. Finding the head of my long cock with her mouth, Lisa began to take more and more of me into the opening of her throat. Soon I felt a pop, as the flared head of my cock left her mouth and began a slow descent down her marvelous throat. She had well over half of my ten and a half inches deep inside her mouth and throat. Looking down I marveled as her lips were spread impossibly wide. My wide girth stretching them to their distended state. The effect of this sight and the ministrations that her experienced tongue was giving the flesh she so desperately was trying to swallow weakened my knees. Noticing my difficulty, Lisa slowly brought her mouth off of my cock. A long string of spit trailed off of her puffed up lips and on to the pulsing head of my ready cock. "I think we better sit you down," she said in a throaty whisper. Lisa guided me to the couch. As I sat down she looked up at me, her huge crystal blue eyes red. I could see tears sliding down my beautiful aggressors cheek. I put my finger on her cheek and wiped away one of the tears. "Don't worry," she said to me noticing my concern, "it just the effect of your massive cock. They are tears of joy." She kissed the enflamed head and said "I'm ready for the next try." I smile creased my lips as I waited for the pleasure that I knew she was capable of providing. Lisa held the thick base of my cock in her right hand. Cradling the shaft with her left, she opened her mouth and slid the purple head past her glistening lips. Sinking further down in the couch a small moan escaped my lips. My cock firmly encased in her mouth, Lisa took her hands and grabbed my thin hips. Pushing down more and more of my cock worked its way into her waiting throat. I felt the familiar pop again as the head passed more easily down and into her expanding passage. Pulling me towards her, using only her strong hands, I watched stunned as inch after inch disappeared into the throat of this amazing woman, who was kneeling between my legs. Tears were dripping down her cheeks from the exertion. Soon only little more than an inch was left exposed. The velvety feeling of her tongue had me on the edge. Lisa's mouth was stretched so wide she couldn't go any further. Her normally thick, fleshy lips, were thinly wrapped around my massive cock. She was not to be deterred by failing to get all of my immense meat inside of her. Lisa began to swallow while massaging the underside of my bursting cock with her masterful tongue. The combined pleasure forced my eyes closed. I felt my toes curl, my balls tightened against my body. I had not come in three days due to our travels. I was ready to shoot. I groaned "I'm cumming." Lisa pulled up until only the head remained in her mouth. Grasping the thick shaft with both hands Lisa began to rapidly pump up and down. "Augghh" I cried out as the first rope shot out of the opening of my cock and into her waiting mouth. Again and again my overdue release sent spurts of my hot juice into her mouth. The mass of my cock's head left creases on the edge of her widened mouth. My cum leaked out and started to slide down the shaft. I could not count, but I swear I shot a good fourteen or fifteen thick ropes into her throat before my orgasm began to subside. Eventually Lisa released the increasingly sensitive head. My cock plopped down on my stomach, traces of my cum weakly pulsing out of the slowly shrinking head. Lisa flicked out her tongue to capture the last few drops. I jumped a little, the huge head was so sensitive that even the slightest touch sent electricity through my body. Her eyes were bloodshot from the assault on my huge member. Still that and the remainder of the tears could not hide the pleasure she derived sucking the life out of my tool. She was beaming from her actions. Her chin resting in between my knees only inches from my still thickened cock, Lisa said to me "that was fun, lets not wait a month to try that again." I could only grin like the Cheshire cat and lay back trying to regain my composure. "Time for you to get cleaned up" Lisa announced. Guiding her arms under me, she stood up elevating my body securely into her thick chest. Bringing me into Megan and my room, she lay me gently down on the bed. Her lips were still swollen from the effort on my cock, softly they touched my lips. Our mouths opened and our tongues met dancing all too briefly. We heard the bathroom door open, Lisa said to me "I think it is my time to go. Its so nice to have you back home." I could only nod my head in agreement. As Lisa went to the door, she met Megan wrapped in a blue towel.. They kissed and Lisa said to her muscular daughter, "Thanks, that was great." Megan came in smiling at me and remarked, "I don't know if I should be jealous, or glad that your snake didn't do that to me." "What do you mean?" I asked innocently. Mounting my body with her huge legs on either side of my weak chest, she leaned over me the water remaining from her shower dripping onto my face and said "don't play me like that, I know what she did. It looks like she was in a heavyweight fight. Well really she was, but all the weight was below your waist." With that she squeezed her legs together. Immediately I felt pain. "Ok, ok I gasped, let me loose and I tell everything." She eased up and I could breath again. I related the events of the last half an hour. Megan's eyelids began to shut. "Oh that is so hot." She said to me breathless. "Now its my turn. Slowly, but deliberately she moved her thick body up my chest, careful not to put all of her weight on me. Pulling the towel off of her massive body, she towered over me shimmering with the moisture from her shower. Megan made one last move and placed her steaming pussy over my face. I took my thin tongue and began to work on my Amazon woman. Bringing my weak arms over the top of her massive thighs, the extreme difference in the muscularity between my scrawny arms and her immense legs was something to behold. I could outline each muscle as they pulsed when I hit the right spot with my Amazon girlfriend. Her pussy was leaking juice which covered my face. I placed my fingers on either side of the hood of her distended clit pulling my fingers apart applied enough pressure to send Megan to the edge. A couple of licks from my experienced tongue took my goddess into her pleasure zone. Screaming she dropped her entire weight on my head. Momentarily shut off from the world I began to get nervous. Her huge thighs had cut off my ability to hear. Right before I was about to lose consciousness from the lack of oxygen, Megan rolled off of me. I gasped for air as she leaned over and kissed me. "Thanks honey that was great. " she said as she pulled back, taking her massive body off of mine. True to her word, when Megan logged on to her computer that night, there was an email from Kelly. Megan shouted out while she laughed, "my first protégé has been sent her orders." Megan gave Kelly basic workout information. The young girl was ever grateful and promised to start that night. Kelly read Megan's email and was ecstatic. She had an adult friend who was willing to help her get stronger. She had always wanted to play sports, especially soccer. She loved Mia Hamm. Unfortunately her mother had grown to hate all sports, and had forbade her from trying out for the team. The next day Kelly starts the regimen Megan sent her. Kelly takes to the exercise and continues to work out religiously every day. She is a naturally strong, the genes from her father come to the front. Soon she is up to two hours a day. Every morning she looks in the mirror and smiles at the new found definition or large muscle she sees when she looks over her trim body. Eventually doing only yoga, isometrics and using cans of food as weights, Kelly reaches her limit. She is no longer seeing any real gains. One night, almost crying, she IM's Megan. "What do I do? I am too strong to lift anything in the house. The only exercise which gives me a challenge is pull-ups and I can do thirty of them. There is no way my mother will pay for weights, she thinks girls with muscles are gross." Megan calmly writes back. "Don't worry I have some old weights in the garage. I'll bring them over the next time your mother is out." "Really?" answers the elated teen. "Yes, just let me know when you want me to come over." About a week later Megan receives a call. "Hi Megan its Kelly, how are you?" The call starts. "Hi honey, I'm doing god, how about you?" She asks the teen. "I'm good, my mother is going shopping tomorrow around ten and she won't be back for a while. She is going to a mall about thirty miles away." Kelly explains. "ok I'll be over around eleven or eleven thirty. I want to give her time in case she runs late." Megan answers. "That sounds great," the excited teen responds. "See you tomorrow, Bye" Megan says good bye and hangs up the phone. The next morning I found Megan in the garage the next morning moving some weights. I asked my beautiful girl "what's going on?" "Oh I am going to bring my old dumbbell set over to Kelly, she needs weights," Megan explained. "She must really be getting in to it," I answered both impressed by the fortitude of the young blonde and nervous about what she might be shaping herself into. The girl seemed strong for her age when we had our first chance meeting and all I needed was another woman stronger than me, especially one so young. "Yes, she is working out two hours or more a day. She is really getting fit." Megan told me. Megan brought over her dumbbells and an exercise ball. Kelly met her in the driveway with a huge smile. She gave the older girl a powerful hug as she got out of the driver's side door. "Whoa girl, you are getting strong." Smiling, Kelly brought her arms up in a bicep pose. Megan put her hand on the top of the young girl's arm and squeezed. "Not bad, you are really toned right now." They carried the weights into the house and hid them under the bed. Megan was impressed with the definition the teen's arms show when she carried the weights into the house. The growing girl even picked up the pair of forty pounders and seemly had no difficulty carrying them. Megan thought to herself, I'm not sure that Allan could do that so easily. She put that thought in the back of her mind for another day. Once they are done bringing all the weights in, Megan said, "lets go back out to my car I forgot one thing." She reached in the backseat and pulled out a bag from GNC. "Here you go," she said to the surprised girl. "To really go to the next level you need protein powders and some weight gain supplements." Kelly was almost speechless. "I can't afford these things" She says sadly. Megan smiles and says, "don't worry, you can pay me back when you have money, even if it is years from now. Who knows maybe one day you can come over to my house and help me lift some heavy stuff, cause god knows Allan can't." They both smiled. Kelly put the bag down reached out and hugged Megan again and said "Thanks, I'll make you proud." She then bent back and a surprised Megan was lifted off the ground. God I think she is already stronger than Allan, Megan thought. Getting in the car, she waved good bye. Kelly skipped into the house ready to start serious weight training. One day, several months later, Kelly has just finished her daily workout. She went in to the kitchen. Her muscles were pumped and she was proud of them. "Look momma," she said with joy in her voice, raising her arms and flexing at the same time. "Kelly you know what I think about girls having muscle." Her mother said to her daughter. "I know momma, but I like it and I'm getting stronger everyday." Kelly retorted. "Oh baby you mean well, but you never finish anything." Her stubborn mother responded. For once in her life Kelly didn't let her mother's negative comments dissuade her. "I'll show you," she spat out at her smug mother. "I'm going to keep getting bigger and stronger." She stormed out of the kitchen and went back to her room. Furious, she picked up the twenty-five pound dumbbells and ripped off one more set of twelve curls. I'm going to get so strong she will have to admit it, she thinks to herself. It had always been that way with her mother. She equated sports with her father who had abandoned them when Kelly was only eight. Her mother had to work a second job to make ends meet. This had left her a bitter under educated woman of only twenty-four. She had gotten pregnant at fifteen to the starting power forward on the basketball team. The were as different as you could imagine. Jennifer, Kelly's mother had to stand up tall to reach her height of five foot one.. In high school she never weighed more than ninety two pounds. David was a strapping boy of six foot four and a bulky two hundred and forty pounds. It was one night of mistaken passion. Jennifer was one of the most beautiful girls in the school. David being no different than any other boy in the school wanted her. His easy senior charm hypnotized the impressionable sophomore. One night, after a game, David asked Jennifer out. She was thrilled. He was one of the best catches in the school and for a senior to ask out a sophomore was unusual, even though Jennifer was no ordinary girl. They began to date regularly, she loved the attention and he got off on the adulation he received from the younger girl. One night after beating their local rivals from the next town over, they we both in high spirits. His parents were out of town and her family had given her permission to stay out until midnight, in celebration of the night's achievement, not knowing his parents were out of town. They got to his house and put a movie in the VCR. There was no coercion or forced sex. It was the hormones of two teens in perfect synch. They started kissing and moved to light petting. Out of the blue David stood up with Jennifer cradled in his arms and headed up to bed. She willingly pulled her dress over her head and got into the boy's bed in only her bra and panties. Within minutes the flimsy garments were lying on the floor. He was gentle with the tiny girl. There was some pain when he broke her cherry, but the pleasure soon overwhelmed the pain. He shot his built up load far into her virgin pussy. That was all it took. Three weeks later, Jennifer was throwing up in the school toilet. Coming from old fashioned families where abortion wasn't an option, and single motherhood was only slightly better, a quick wedding was set up. David was graduating in less than four months. It was decided that instead of college, he would go to work at the family car dealership. He was a natural salesman and made a serviceable living. Jennifer took correspondence courses and stayed home with baby Kelly. There was no abuse in the relationship, but they had not gotten married for the right reasons. Soon David was staying out later and often coming home with strange scent on his body. Jennifer was not mature enough to deal with it and not having graduated from high school her options were limited. Finally, when Kelly was eight, Jennifer caught her wayward husband in his office with the hot receptionist. It was more than the small woman could take. She gave him an ultimatum, either he stopped his rutting ways or he had to get out. He made nice for a month or two, but then the temptations were too great. The daughter of a local bank president got an eye for him. He saw her as the way out. One night he came home, divorce papers in hand. Jennifer was distraught but determined. She kicked him out that night and called her parents. After hearing what had happened they agreed to pay for a lawyer. His parents were no less disappointed with their philandering son and pressured him to give their soon to be ex daughter-in-law what she needed to survive. The young girl and her daughter stayed in the apartment. The child support helped keep them housed and fed, but with her limited education, Jennifer had to work two jobs to make ends meet. This quickly hardened the beautiful young woman. Kelly had grown up tall and fit like her father, with her mother's delicate beauty. She wanted to play sports as she got older, but with the bitter taste still fresh in her mouth, her mother forbade her go out for any sports. The young girl worked out her frustration by bicycling everywhere. After a while her legs developed into long powerful pistons. Kelly could ride for miles and miles at a very fast pace. She was surprised when she could lift Allan so easily, but if she had been more aware of her body, she wouldn't have been, her muscular legs had been built up with years of riding. Now with Megan's help she was learning to balance the upper part of her body, with the lower and the older girl was building up Kelly's awareness of her strength and beauty. Kelly continued to workout every chance she got. Soon she split her program in two. When she woke, Yoga and stretching to start the day. When she got home she hit the weights. Kelly got so strong that Megan had found a pair of fifty and fifty-five pound dumbbells for the increasingly strong girl to use. During the intervening months Kelly experienced another growth spurt. She was now five foot seven. During her yearly physical, the doctor told her, based on her family history, she could optimistically expect to grow one to two inches a year until she was eighteen. Kelly did some quick math, this meant I could end up between five foot ten and six foot one. Possibly a full foot taller than her tiny mother. Not only is she getting taller, Kelly's shoulders are widening and her chest developing. She sees her mother eye her chest enviously. At fifteen she is close to a C cup, leaving her mother's small B way behind. With the protein supplements Megan has been giving her as gifts, she is gaining muscular weight every week. With her mother's rebuke still in her head, Kelly redoubles her efforts. She works out every day, sometimes for three hours. Within two months of the confrontation, she can curl the forty pound dumbbells six times. Her bench press is limited, as the heaviest weights she has are fifty-five pounds and, using the exercise ball, she can lift those thirty times. The powerful girl is able to press the fifty pound dumbbells over her head eight times. After a hard workout when she first lifted the fifty-five pound weights over her head three times, Kelly went into her bathroom and posed in the mirror. Looking at her thick veined arms and peaked bicep, she thought to herself I'm not going to hide these much longer. Things have to change.