ANALYZING AMY
By MICHELE ROPPO


a.k.a. MICHELE LeMUSCLE fantasymuscle@mailcity.com



Ellen gently put the groceries down on the kitchen counter. The house seemed
extremely quite for a Saturday. "Anybody home?", she said loudly. There was
no answer. She made her way up the stairs. She walked down the hall. She
passed her daughters room and could hear some soft sobbing. "Are you all
right, honey", she said, knocking on the door. The sobbing continued with no
answer. Ellen slowly opened the door to find her daughter, Amy, sitting on
her bed, wiping tears from her eyes. "What's wrong, Amy?", Ellen asked. "I'm
a freak!!", Amy said, looking up at her mom. "Nonsense!! You are not a
freak.", Ellen encouragingly replied. "Why on earth do you think you're a
freak?", Ellen asked as she sat on the bed beside Amy. "Just look at me!!",
Amy replied. Amy was an average 14-year-old girl in most ways, except one.
Amy had muscles that made professional male bodybuilders look like little
boys. Ellen knew that muscles might be the root of Amy's depressed state.
Ellen and her husband had bought Amy a set of weights for her 13th birthday
after they saw her take a great interest in athleticism. Amy took quickly to
the weights. Amy's natural athleticism and genes helped her build massive
muscles in just over a year.

"What's wrong with the way you look?", Ellen asked her daughter. "Just look
at this, mom!!", Amy asked as she flexed her right bicep. The flex, which
was more of a guesture than a flex, produced an incredibly peaked 29 inch
bicep that stretched her short sleeve to its limit. "Wow, that's awesome,
Amy. You're really starting pack on the muscles.", Ellen replied. Amy flexed
her arm again. "That's what I mean, mom.", Amy said as the two watched her
bicep expand to 30 inches and spread her sleeve to the verge of ripping
apart. "Look at theses muscles. I'm 14 and look at the size of my muscles.",
Amy said. "What's wrong with the size of your muscles?", Ellen asked.
"They're freakishly huge, mom!! They are way too big, don't you think?", Amy
whimpered. "No, there not too big.", mom replied. "Oh, come on, mom. How
many other 14 year old girls do you know with muscles this big?", she asked,
going into a double bicep flex. Her 30-inch peaked biceps towered. "Well, uh
... none.", mom replied. Amy brought her arms down and rested on her palms.
This caused her cantaloupe-sized breasts to cube up into jutting pectoral
muscles. Amy dropped her chin into her cleavage and pouted. "All the boys
stare at me. They whisper to each other when I walk by.", she sobbed. "Oh, I
wouldn't worry about that. I'm sure the boys are staring at you for much
different reasons than suspect.", mom replied. Amy took a soft deep breath,
pushing her hardened pecs upward. "I don't know, mom. I've been feeling a
little weird the last few days.", said the muscular 14 year old.

Mom pulled a business card from her purse. "Here, why don't you go see
Doctor Roberts. I'm sure he can help you.", she said handing her daughter
the card. Amy read the card and stood up quickly. "A Psychiatrist? You think
I'm a freak, too.", she gasped. "No, no, Amy. Doctor Roberts can help talk
about your situation", mom replied. "Well, I don't know.", Amy said wearily.
Amy stood up and walked to her closet mirror. Looking at her reflection she
said, "I don't know if he can help this." , then brought her arms up in a
double bicep flex.



The next Monday morning, Amy headed out for her appointment with Doctor
Roberts. Feeling even more insecure, now that she was going to see
Psychiatrist about her muscular problem, she has decided to wear a
full-length Columbo-style raincoat. Her bus trip to the Doctor was drawing a
few stares from people. It was a very warm day and some people thought Amy
odd with the coat she wore. The bus came to a halt and it was Amy's stop.
The bus stop was right in front of the medical center. Amy entered the
building slowly and looking all around herself nervously. She was starting
feel a bit uncomfortable as she entered the elevator. The doors slid open on
the 16th floor and Amy saw a sign pointing to Doctor Robert's office. She
contemplated turning back into the elevator, but thought she better go
through with it, just to make her mom happy.

She opened the door to office and was glad to see there was no one in the
waiting room. The receptionist looked up from her work. "Hi, you must be
Amy.", the receptionist said, coming around her desk. "Uh ... ya ...", Amy
replied nervously. "Here, let me take your coat.", said the receptionist.
"Um ... no ... that's okay. I think I'll keep it on.", Amy said, pulling
away. "Sure, Amy. What ever makes you comfortable. The Doctor is ready, so
you can go in any time." , she said, returning to her desk. Amy turned to
the door and took a deep breath. `You can do this', she thought to herself.

Amy opened the door and walked into the Doctor's office. His high back chair
swung around. He was an average looking fellow. In his late 40's and
beginning to bald. "Hello. I'm Doctor Roberts, and you must be Amy.", he
spoke. "Hello, Doctor.", Amy answered while surveying the room. Like
everybody else, she expected to see a couch to lie on, but there was none.
The room actually had a very comfortable and soothing look to it. "Please
have a seat.", the Doctor gestured. Amy sat down and was a feeling a little
more at ease. "Aren't you warm in that coat?", he asked. "Um ... no ... I'm
okay.", she said clasping the lapels together. The Doctor could see that she
was a very large girl beneath the coat, but thought it to obesity. "Very
well then. As long as you're comfortable.", he said, leaning back into his
chair. Amy smiled nervously back at him. "Your mother told me you had a
problem, but really didn't elaborate. Would you care to tell me what could
be troubling a pretty 14 year old?", he asked. "Uh .... Um ...", she said,
fidgeting in her chair. "Well, let say that obesity is nothing to trouble
yourself about at your age.", the Doctor said, thinking her to be a plump
girl beneath the bulky coat. "Oh ... I'm not fat. That's not why I'm here.",
Amy replied. "You're not? Then please tell me why you're here, Amy", he
asked. "Well, you see, Doc ... it's my ... um ... muscles.", she said,
biting the nail of her index finger. "Muscles? If you're having problems
with achy muscles, then I'm afraid I'm not that kind of Doctor. What you
need is an M.D." he said. "Oh gosh. I guess the best way to explain is for
me to show you.", she said as she stood up.

Amy unstrapped the long, bulky coat and pulled it over her shoulders. The
coat and the Doctor's jaw hit the floor simultaneously. Seeing the
astonished look on the Doctors face, Amy picked up her coat. "You see. Isn't
it gross?", she pouted. Shaking his head and snapping himself out his
amazement the Doctor replied. "I still don't see the problem. You'll have to
be more specific, Amy." Amy dropped her coat once more and softly flexed her
biceps. The Doctor watched the peaks rise to 30" round each. "It's my
muscles. They're just too big and gross.", she said. The stood up with eyes
agape. Amy picked up her coat. "This was a bad idea. I'm just a freak." She
said as she turned for the door. "No ... wait, Amy." The Doctor said
rounding his desk to stop her. "You're not a freak and I think I can help
you to stop thinking that.", he continued. "Well, ... if you really think
so." Amy said, resting her coat on the chair.

"How are you going to help me?", she asked. "Hmmmm?", he pondered as he
walked around her, looking her up and down. He had never seen a muscular up
close, let alone a hulking 14 year old, such as Amy. "Well, let's start by
having you flex your bicep again.", he said. "Um .. okay.", she replied
softly, bring her arm up into a casual flex. Once again the Doctor watched
her bicep rise into a mountainous muscle of 30 inches. "Hmmmm ... that is
very impressive, Amy." He said. "It's too big!!", she pouted. "I think
you're letting your shyness get the better of you. I sense your holding
back. I want you to flex again, but put something into it.", he said. "Well
... okay.", she replied. Amy brought her arm down and then started to slowly
flex it up again. Her bicep slowly rose as her arm came higher. "Uuhhhh ..."
she softly sighed. She came to full flex and the Doctor saw her mammoth
34-inch bicep covered in puffy veins and bulging with prominence. "That's
more like it.", he said. He felt himself growing in his pants. This young
muscle-bound girl was beginning to arouse him. "Now look at your bicep and
tell me what you see." He said to her. "A muscle that's too big!!", she
pouted once more. "Yes, it's a very big muscle. Whether or not it's too big
is what hope to find out today." He said rounding to the front of her. "Why
don't flex your other arm as well.", he asked. Another delicate grunt from
Amy as she flexed her other arm. "Oooooo ... my.", she cooed, as her sleeves
tore a bit. The Doctor took hold of the under side of each arm. "How do you
think that these biceps became so big?", he asked. "I guess it's from all
the weight lifting I've done." She answered. "I see. And who was it exactly
that forced you to lift weights?", he asked. "Well, ... uh ... no one, I
guess.", she answered. "So it's safe to say that all these big muscles are
of your doing.", he said. "Uh ... I guess.", she answered once more. "All
right then. We've established that fact. That's the first step. Your main
concern is that you think your muscles are too big. Before we can determine
if your muscles are too big, we need to find out just how big your muscles
really are.", he said to her. "Huh?", said a puzzled Amy as she brought her
arms down to her sides. "Can't you see how big my muscles are?", she asked.
"I need to see how big your muscles can become in your present physical
condition.", he added. This drew another puzzled look from Amy.

"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean, Doctor." she said to him. "Here's
what I would like you to do, Amy. I want you to start flexing your muscles
randomly. Start slowly and flex harder with each flex. This should bring out
the full potential of your muscles.", he asked of her. "Well ... all right.
If you think it will help.", she said as she flexed her biceps again. She
pumped her flex over and over. "That a girl!! How does that feel?" he asked.
"Actually it's starting to feel kind of good", she said as her sleeves gave
way to her now 35 inch biceps. It was starting to feel good for Amy, so she
didn't take much notice if her torn sleeves. "That's it. Keep it up.", the
Doctor said, watching Amy turn into a side chest pose. Her breast cubed into
huge blocks of muscle. Her shirt began to tear in several places as she
pumped the pose a few more times. "Amy ... your shirt!!", the Doctor warned.
By the time Amy took notice, it was too late. Her expanding upper body
muscles made short work of her helpless T-shirt. The torn shirt left most of
her breasts exposed. "Oh my goodness!!" she squeaked, as she put her hands
over her breasts. Her breasts were huge and her tiny hands did little to
conceal them. "I guess I should of saw that coming and asked you take your
top off earlier." , he said. "But I'm topless now, Doctor!!" she squeaked.
"Well if you would like to stop, I'll understand. But there really is no
reason for being embarrassed. I'm a professional, Amy.", the Doctor said,
hoping to convince her to continue. He didn't know why, but this extremely
muscular girl was more and more arousing him. "Well, I guess I shouldn't be
so shy. You know what's best for me, Doctor.", Amy said as she slowly
removed her hands from her chest. Her hard cantaloupe-sized breasts stood
hard and firmly in place. Her nervous but subtle movements made her breast
cube up into jutting pectoral muscles. He stepped close to her and unclipped
her short skirt. "Doctor ... what ...", she said nervously. "We don't want
the same to happen to your skirt.", he said as he pulled the skirt down over
muscle stuffed gams. She stepped out of her skirt. "I'm a little nervous
about all this, Doctor.", she sighed. "It will all be okay. Just continue
with your flexing.", he said as he leaned against his desk. "Okay.", she
said, bringing her arms up into a double bicep flex. She was definitely
getting pumped. Her biceps skyrocketed to 36 inches each. "Ummmph....", she
grunted softly as she pumped her bicep pose. "Oh my goodness!!! Look at
these muscles, Doctor!! They're getting huge!!" she blurted as she watched
her biceps mushrooming to over 37 inches. "How does it feel, Amy?" he asked.
"Mmmmmm ... it starting to feel really good, Doctor." , moaned. It was also
making the Doctor feel really good, too. He was very erect by this time.

Amy looked down at her legs. She was an incredibly muscular girl and lifted
tons and of weights, but she never entered a contest and didn't quite know
all the poses. "I'm not sure how to work up my legs, but I'll try.", she
said as she outstretched her leg and then firmly planted her toe to the
ground. The Doctor gawked as huge cables of muscle criss-crossed her thigh.
"Oh my gosh!!! Look at those muscles!!" she squeaked. "Yes indeed, look at
those muscles.", the Doctor replied hungrily. She switched legs and repeated
the action over a few times. Each flex brought more and more rippling
muscles from her leg. "Gee, I'm even more muscular then I thought.", she
said as she started realize her true muscularity and was not feeling bad
about it. "That's it. Let your muscles free.", the amazed Doctor said as the
young girl's muscles bulged and rippled before him. Amy bent her leg up and
turned to watch her calf bloat to a football-sized muscle. "Ahhhh!!" she
gasped in amazement. Her muscles were becoming massive from all the flexing.
She knew she was big, but not this big. She then stood high up on her toes
and her and the Doctor watched her calves blast out to 27 inches. "My word,
Amy. This certainly is an incredible display.", the very aroused Doctor
said. Amy, now looking more confident, brought her arms out to flex them
again. "Mmmmmmm ... ", she moaned as she flexed her biceps. Her biceps
became 38 inches of rock-solid muscle. The Doctor rounded behind her and
placed a hand on each bicep. "Some men would fear muscles like this, but
many men find it very attractive.", he said as he caressed the tips of her
peaked biceps. "They do?", Amy replied, while flexing up her arms once more.
The Doctor brought his hands down to her rippling abs and slowly slid them
up. Amy was overcome with a new feeling about her muscles and continued
flexing. The Doctor slid his hands up, cupping her massive breasts. This
surprised Amy and her chest tensed. Her breasts became blocks of solid
muscle. "Oh my!!", she squeaked as she turned around. She took notice of the
Doctors huge erection. "Oh my gosh!!! Did my muscles do that?", she asked,
staring at the huge bulge in his pants. "They sure did, Baby!!", said the
Doctor.

He began unbuckling his pants. "What are you doing, Doctor Jones?", asked
Amy. He didn't reply as his trousers fell to the floor. He pressed himself
against Amy, pinning her to the desk. Her palms rested on the desk as she
wondered what had come over the Doctor. He grabbed hold of her breasts and
caressed them intensely. "Oh my!!! Is this part of the therapy, Doctor?",
asked a confused Amy. The Doctor then put his mouth over her nipple. Amy let
out a soft sigh as her nipple grew inside his mouth. "I'm not sure about
this, Doctor. I don't think this is right. I want to stop now.", she said.
The Doctor continued caressing her breasts and suckling her hardening
nipple. "Doctor Jones ... please..." she pouted. The Doctor was indulging
himself in the young girls' muscles. "Please ... stop... " she begged as she
began to gently push him away. But the Doctor wouldn't stop. Suddenly,
without her even knowing it, her fist clenched. "I said stop it!!!", she
yelled as her fist came up, making contact with his chin and flinging him
off the ground into the wall. He was knocked out cold. "Oh my gosh!!!", Amy
blurted as she looked down at her fist. She looked at her arm as well. It
was bulging with muscles upon muscles and puffy veins.

She stepped over to the full-length mirror against the wall. "Oh my gosh!!!
Look at me!!", she blurted out. She flexed her biceps and gasped at the
sight of her nearly 40 inch arms. "I'm massive!!", she said, turning into a
side chest pose. Her breasts cubed up into toaster sized blocks of solid
muscle. "Look at all that muscle!!" she boasted as she flexed her thighs. 40
inches of thigh muscles exploded outward on each leg. "Mmmmmm .... These
muscles feel good. I don't know why I was so worried about having extremely
big muscles.", she said, continuing to admire her muscular reflection. "Why
wouldn't any 14 year old girl want this? A muscle bulging body and strength
that no man could match." She said, giving herself one last good flex in the
mirror. She then walked over to the Doctor, who still sat barely conscious
against the wall. She noticed he was still very erect. "My goodness! Even
after that, you're still in an `UP' mood about my muscles.", she joked. She
placed her index finger on her lower lip."Hmmmmm ... let's see. We've seen
how much my muscles can turn a man on. Now, I wonder how much damage these
muscles could do. Who could we get to help me with this experiment?", she
joked again as she looked around the room. Amy flexed her massive biceps a
few times. "Surely there must be someone willing to help a little girl find
out?", she said as she looked at the Doctor, who was regaining a bit of his
senses.

Amy grabbed him by the scruff and stood him up. "Looks like we've found a
volunteer.", she said. She sat the groggy Doctor on his desk. She took a
step back. "First of all, I'd like to thank you for helping me come to grips
with this.", she said as she through out her chest and flexed her biceps.
The Doctor's groggy eyes widened as the bottom half of Amy's face
disappeared behind rising chest and shoulder muscles. "Mmmmm .... I feel
sooooooo good about these muscles now.", she moaned. Her biceps surpassed 42
inches as she basked in her muscularity. Amy's muscles were pumped more than
any of her workouts had ever made them. The Doctor, though fearful, still
couldn't help but stay very erect at the site of the mammoth 14 year old.

Amy brought her arms down and she was so pumped that her muscles couldn't
help but stay flexed. She couldn't make a move without muscles bulging and
stacking atop of each other. Her skin was as tight as can be and network of
throbbing veins covered her entire body. The Doctor slowly slid back on his
desk as Amy drew closer. "Mmmmm ... I can't believe how muscular I am right
now!" she boasted. "Yes, ... uh ... (gulp) ... you seem to be much, much
more ... uh ... muscular ... than when you came in." he replied nervously.
"It sure is a lot of muscle for one girl, but let's see how strong I am."
She said as she grabbed his scruff with one hand. She effortlessly hoisted
him in the air. "Amy! Please!" the Doctor pleaded as she flicked her wrist
and flung him over her head to other awaiting hand. "Wow, you're like a
feather in my hands!" she laughed. She flung him back the other way and this
time his chin landed at the base of her forearm. His head lay with her
massive bicep on one side and a vein covered, bulging forearm on the other.
"That's a pretty big muscle, isn't it, Doc?" she asked, referring to her
unflexed bicep. The Doctor nervously took a deep swallow. "But I'm sure I
can make it much bigger if I try." She joked as she slowly flexed her arm
up. The Doctor's face cringed as muscles began converging on it. Higher and
wider her bicep rose. Her forearm swelled as muscles began surrounding his
entire head. "Mmmmmmm ...." She moaned loudly as her bicep ballooned to well
over 44 inches. His face turned a purplish color and his cheeks compressed
under the pressure. Massive puffy veins criss-crossed her arm as his face
was slowly enveloped by muscle. Amy let out a soft-exerting sigh as she
watched her bicep reach 45 inches. She unflexed her arm, only to let him
quickly take in a miniscule gasp of vital air, only to flex her arm up again
and submerge his head muscle once more. His arms were going limp, while Amy
was enjoying her muscular awareness. His body too, began to go limp, so Amy
released him from her flex. He hit the floor with a loud thud. He was still
breathing, but out cold.

It was Amy now who took a seat on his desk. While he was out cold on the
floor, she maneuvered her feet around his head. She brought her legs up
high, with his ears resting on her toes. She slightly spread her legs and
his head slowly slid downward, towards her crotch. Amy giggled as his head
rollercoastered over the countless bulging muscles in her legs. She
tightened up a bit, just his head reached mid-thigh. He opened his watery
eyes to see the 14 year old girl smiling at him. He spat as he tried
mouthing words of plea, but was still to dazed to reply. "I'm sorry, I
didn't get that." She teased as she began powering up her thigh muscles.
Crackles filled the air as her already mammoth thighs began to expand. "You
don't mind if I indulge myself, do you?" she continued to tease as his head
began to disappear in muscle once more. Huge, cables of muscle smothered
over his face as Amy began to squeeze. He brought his arm in a pleading
guesture , but it slowly faded as her crushing muscles closed in.
"Ooooooooo!" she moaned loudly as the squeezing sensation sent a surge of
orgasmic pleasure through her body. She squeezed a bit more and the Doctor
was out cold again. Her legs spread open and another thud to the floor for
the Doctor.

“Mmmmmmm… that felt incredible. I’m going to be doing a lot more of that from 
now on.” She said to the unconscious Doctor. She realized she was topless and 
had nothing to wear. She tied together some pieces of her torn t-shirt to make a 
single strap to wrap around her chest. “There, that should be okay.” She said. 
She took one last admiring look at herself in the mirror and then headed for the 
door. “I’ll be back for another session in a week. I’ll be even more muscular 
then, because I’m going to be working out even more from now on. So better 
prepare yourself for some real muscles, Doc!” she said as she left the office.