LITTLE ANNIE AMPLE  #6
By Michele Roppo (a.k.a. Michele LeMuscle) roppom@planet.eon.net.
Annie crushes a psychiatrist, almost too much
Update: 22/09/1997 to lemuscle

        The fans of Annie have been screaming for more of that 
playful little bundle of big, bulging muscles we all know as 
Little Annie Ample. I'd like to apologize to my fans for having to 
wait so long for another story, but I've been extremely busy. I've 
been a cartoonist a lot longer than I've been a writer, and that's 
what I've been busy with of late. If anyone is interested in more 
information about my cartoon stories, where such characters as 
Little Annie Ample were originally created, then please e-mail me 
at the address above. The cartoons are in a panel-to-panel, comic 
strip format. And if you enjoy my written stories, then I think 
you'll enjoy my cartoons. Anyway, here's a long awaited story for 
my fans, which I hope you'll enjoy. Thanks everyone for all your 
support and a extra special thanks to Diana.

*******

        The sun beat down on Annie's face. It was a very hot 
morning and she was wearing a skimpy black bikini. The sounds of 
birds chirping playfully filled the back yard. Annie giggled in 
her usually playful manner. "How you doing, big brother?", she 
asked. Annie's big brother Brad was in a position that was all too 
familiar to him. He was laying on his back with his neck and head 
surrounded by his 13 year sisters thighs. Brad couldn't answer his 
little sister, though. He was more unconscious than conscious. 
"Mmmmmm ... there's nothing like a good squeeze on a Saturday 
morning.", Annie happily exclaimed. Annie squeezed just a touch 
harder, engulfing his head in more muscle. His neck lightly 
crackled under the pressure. "Gee, I think I better ease off on my 
work outs.", Annie said. She had been working a lot more than 
usual the past few weeks and it definitely showed. She had bulked 
herself to just over 240 pounds. Her arms were an amazing 26 
inches relaxed, and a skyscraping 35 inches with a mere subtle 
flex. Her chest was an astounding 62 inches and she had to have 
her clothes custom made. Her thighs were 36 inches, but she could 
easily bloat them out over 45 inches. Her calves had become an 
incredible sight, 25 inches in flat shoes, nearly 30 inches in a 
pair of heels, and about 34 inches in a full flex. "I think my 
muscles are getting much too big for you. Even though I try to be 
gentle, you're passing out quicker every time.", she said as she 
delicately tensed her thighs. 3 inch thick cables of muscle 
converged on her brother's neck. "Mmmmmm ... I wish I could use 
more than 5% of my power, but I'm afraid I would shatter every 
bone in your neck.", she moaned.
        "ANNIE!!!", came a yell from behind. Annie turned her head 
up and back to see her father standing behind her. "What are you 
doing?!!!", he barked at her. "Oh, we're just having a little fun, 
Daddy.", Annie replied as she spread her legs open. Brads head hit 
the patio with a thud. "Doesn't look like your big brother is 
having much fun.", he said of his unconscious son. Annie stood up 
and although she had grown a full inch in the past few months, and 
was wearing 3 1/2 inch heels, she was still much shorter than her 
5' 11" father. "He likes it, Daddy.", Annie said. Annie's father 
looked her up and down. "You're really starting to look like freak 
with those muscles. This has got to stop, or else!!", he said to 
her. "How could you talk to me like that, daddy?", she replied as 
she giggled her way into a side-chest pose. Like molten magma, 
mammoth muscles shifted into position and then seemingly cooled 
into a granite texture. "Don't you realize these muscles could 
crush you like a grape.", Annie said. Her father took a deep 
swallow and a step back as he watched his 13 year old daughter's 
upper body radiate with massive bulges of muscle. "Hmmmfff ...", 
she giggled playfully as she tensed each pec individually. She 
gave her father a girlish little smile as her toaster sized pecs 
shout out in turn, like pistons of muscle. Her humongus chest put 
a powerful strain on her specially made, super-strength bikini 
top. She slowly turned into a soft double bicep flex, adding 
another playful little smile. Her father grimaced fearfully at her 
towering 33 inch biceps. "Is there something wrong, daddy?", she 
teased as she flexed a bit harder. Her biceps rose higher, to over 
35 inches and a road-map of huge, puffy veins criss-crossed her 
arms. "You were saying something about these itsy, bitsy 
muscles?", she continued to tease. Annie pumped her bicep pose a 
few times, causing her mountainous peak to soar even higher. "Now 
wait a minute, Annie. Don't over react!!", he said, backing away. 
Annie lowered her arms. "Oh, ... don't worry. You're my daddy and 
it would take a little more than that to make me pulverize you, 
... but I'm hoping someday you will give me an excuse.", she said 
with another girlish little smile. This made her father relax, ... 
just slightly.
        "We've got to do something about this obsession with 
muscles and beating up boys.", her father said with a serious 
tone. Annie had made her way over to some weights laying in the 
yard. "I like to beat up men even more.", she boasted as she 
leaned over a barbell. There was just over 650 pounds on the bar. 
Daddy watched his little girl grip the bar and stand up 
effortlessly. The barbell arched from the very heavy weight. Annie 
easily jerked the bar up onto her toaster-sized pecs. Her father 
watched in astonishment as she lifted the bending barbell over her 
head without a strain. "I have this Psychologist friend of mine 
that may be able to help.", her father said, with eyes agape. 
Annie repeated lifting the bar off her pecs and over her head, 
again and again. "As you can see, daddy, I don't need much help.", 
she said as she banged off another dozen lifts. She put the 
massive weights down on the grass. Her father watched the heavy 
barbell sink into the grass a few inches. Annie hit another double 
bicep pose. "Mmmmm ... I just love having big muscles.", she 
sighed, at the sight of her imposing peaks. "But I'll see your 
friend just to make you happy, daddy.", she added. "Okay, I'll 
make an appointment for Monday morning.", her father said, just as 
Brad was moaning his way back into consciousness. "Ooops, .... 
excuse me, daddy. Brad and I have to finishing our ..... 
playing.", she said with a hearty smile. Her father just walked 
away shaking his head.

******
        Annie's appointment was scheduled for 11:00 am, so Annie 
had gone to a gym along the way, for a gruelling 3 hour workout, 
prior to her appointment. Annie walked to the psychologists office 
from the gym, it was only a couple of blocks. She wore a long 
raincoat because the weather had cooled a lot and there was rain 
in the forecast. No one gave her much notice as she walked. The 
baggy, long raincoat made her body appear obese rather than the 
double Mr.Olympia-sized physique she really possessed. Annie 
arrived at the psychologists building. His office was on the 7th 
floor and Annie took the stairs. She never passed up a chance to 
work out, in this case, her calves. Before Annie entered the 
stairway, she noticed on the lobby clock that it was only 10:30, 
she had a bit of time to kill. Looking around the huge lobby, she 
noticed a shoe store and headed for that. 
        Annie entered the deserted store to find only a lone shoe 
salesman. He was about 50 years old, slightly plump, and looked to 
be of Italian descent. "Hmmmm ... maybe I'll have a little fun.", 
she thought as she walked further into the store. Annie strolled 
slowly around the shoe displays and the salesman noticed her. "Is 
there something I can help you with, little girl?", he said, 
thinking her an obese little girl because of her attire. "Yes, I'm 
looking for something to enhance my calves. What do you have for 
high heels?", she asked. "Over this way, Miss.", he said in a 
bored tone, leading her to a display of high heels. Annie looked 
the display over and picked up the highest pair of heels, which 
were almost 5 inches in height. "Ummm ... these are okay, but I 
was looking for something really special. I want people to notice 
my calves and I'd like to try the highest heels you've got. I've 
got $100.00 to spend.", she said. The dollar signs lit up the 
salesman's eyes. "I have something special in the back. What size 
do you take?", he said. "Size 6.", Annie replied. "Just give me a 
moment.", he said as he rushed to the back room. 
        He returned in about half a minute with a shoe box. 
Holding it out in front of Annie, he opened the box. Annie's eyes 
lit up. In the box were the highest pair of heels she'd ever seen. 
The front platform was 4 inches and the heel was nearly 12 inches. 
"Would you like to try them on?", the salesman said, getting down 
on one knee. "I'd love to, but do you think they will enhance my 
calves at all?", she said as she pulled opened the lower part of 
her coat. "The shoe box feel to the floor as did the salesman 
mouth. "Mamma mia!!!", he exclaimed of Annie's lower legs. Her 
shins were covered with sheets of solid muscle. She was wearing 3 
inch heels and her 28 inch calves jutted out from both sides of 
her legs. "I hope these will help my calves.", she teased as she 
pulled her foot out of her shoe. She extended her leg out, flexing 
her foot down. This striated the entire lower part of her leg. 
"My, my ...", he gasped as he slowly slipped the shoe on her foot. 
He tried cupping her calf in his hand, but it was like trying 
cover a beachball with a hanky. Annie jiggled her foot, popping 
her calf in and out. "Ooohhh ...", he softly moaned of her muscle-
petrified calf. The other shoe then went on the other foot. 
Annie's height was increased by nearly a foot. Annie turned her 
back to him, lifting the coat up over her calves. "Well, are my 
calves noticeable at all?", she teasingly asked the bewildered 
salesman. The stupefied salesman just glared at the volleyball-
sized calves before him. Annie peeked down over shoulder and 
giggled, seeing she was easily getting him very erect. "La la la, 
la la ...", she hummed as she did some knee bends. Her monstrous 
calves danced  with muscle, with every bend. The salesman was 
frothing at the mouth and he reached for calves. Laying his hands 
on her calves, he found them to feel as hard as steel. "Mmmmm 
...", she softly moaned, acknowledging his caressing. His hungry 
hands roamed her massive calves. His hands then slowly began to 
slide up her legs. "Oooooo ... are you one of those naughty 
boys?", Annie asked as she turned to face him. Annie unbuttoned a 
few more buttons of her coat and pulled it back, exposing her 
thighs. She had a little white cotton miniskirt on. He snapped 
back at the sight of her massive and muscle-engorged thighs. "Mmmm 
... looks like these shoes are really bringing out my thigh 
muscles.", she moaned. The salesman glared at Annie's immense 
thighs, with thick cords of muscle firmly bunched together. Annie 
spread her legs apart and placed a hand on the back of his head. 
"But I can't see my inner thigh muscles from here. Could you check 
them for me?", she teased in a pouty voice, while rubbing the 
thick cables of muscle that lined her inner legs. Annie slowly 
pulled his head forward. She tensed up her thighs, causing muscles 
to power up. Light crackling came from her thighs as muscles 
bulged and rippled. The salesman couldn't believe the muscles he 
saw in front him as his head drew near her thighs. "Ooooo ... here 
we go, honey!!", she blurted as his head drew between her 40 inch 
thighs. Just as Annie was about to clamp her thighs around his 
neck, the bells of the store entrance jingled. It was a customer 
and Annie quickly stepped back and stepped out of the heels. She 
placed her index finger under his chin and tilted his head up. 
"Sorry, sugar ... we'll have to save this squeeze for another 
time.", she said with a smile. A somewhat relieved salesman stood 
up to greet his new customer as Annie left the store. Annie headed 
for the stairway and began her 7 floor trek. By the time she 
reached the 7th floor, her legs were pulsating with muscles as cut 
and as hard as diamonds. "Mmmmm ... that feels so good!", Annie 
thought out loud as she could feel her heart pumping through every 
bulging muscle of her legs.
        Annie entered the hallway and came to the door, which 
read, Rm. 708, Dr. Wilson - Psychologist. Annie stepped in and 
found just the receptionist in the waiting area. "Hello.", said 
the receptionist. "Hi.", Annie replied. "You must be Annie.", the 
receptionist said, looking down at the appointment book. "Hmmm ... 
you're the only appointment for the rest of the day. Maybe you can 
have some extra time with Dr. Wilson.", the receptionist added. 
She stood up from her desk and lead Annie the door of Dr. Wilson's 
office. She opened the door, gesturing Annie in. "Your 11 o'clock 
is here, Doctor.", she said, and then closed the door behind 
Annie. The Doctor was sitting in brown leather, swivel chair in 
front of his desk. A few feet beside him was a kind of leather 
lounger, which Annie giggled at. "I thought they only used those 
things in the movies.", she said. "Come in, Annie. Relax.", he 
said in a soft tone. Annie stepped closer. Her blond locks swayed 
gingerly. "You're father tells me that you're having some problems 
with your size. There's absolutely nothing wrong with being 
overweight.", he said, thinking her obese. "Oh, my father doesn't 
think I'm too fat ...", she said, starting to unbutton the baggy 
raincoat. " ... he thinks I'm too muscular.", she added as the 
coat fell to the floor. The Doctor nearly choked on the ice tea he 
had just began to sip. Annie turned to one side, tucked her hands 
behind her gluts, and threw out her chest. He sat back in his 
chair, staring wide-eyed at the colossal little girl before him. 
"My daddy thinks I have much too much muscle for a little girl.", 
she said, tensing her triceps. Muscles stacked atop each other, 
pushing her triceps out 7 inches. Her short sleeves strained for 
containment. Her chest was thrust forward, causing her massive 
pecs to really put her super-strength top to the test. He stood up 
and neared Annie. Annie looked down and noticed an erection in his 
pants. 'Gee, you figure a guy like this should be able to show a 
little control', she thought to herself. "Do you think my muscles 
are too big, Doctor?", she asked, hitting a double bicep flex. "I 
think we have to define how big is too big.", he said as rounded 
behind her. Annie was still in her flex as his hands came up on 
the peaks of her biceps. He stood very close to her and Annie 
could feel his erection against her lower back. He slowly peeled 
back her sleeves, down her peaks to her shoulders. Now her peaks 
truly resembled mountains in every way. "Although you are a very, 
very healthy little girl, we must determine if you are indeed too 
muscular. This will require some very thorough examining.", he 
said, fondling the tips of her towering 35 inch biceps. Annie 
could sense the hunger and lust in his voice. "How do your muscles 
make you feel?", he asked. "Mmmmm .... my muscles make me feel 
very, very, very, ... mmmm ... strong!!", she moaned as she pumped 
her flex a few times. Her peaks rose up and down beneath his 
hands. "My, my, ... you do have very big muscles!", he exclaimed. 
"Do you really think so?", she teased as she flexed harder, 
milking her arms for more muscle. She sighed softly as her peaks 
pushed upward, making her biceps nearly 37 inches around. "Ohhhhhh 
... my philosophy is that a girl could never be, ... too 
muscular!!", he said, nearly foaming. Annie brought her arms down 
and leaned on his desk. Resting on the palms of her hands and 
leaning forward slightly, she rose up on the tips of her toes. 
"How about these muscles?", she said, looking over her shoulder at 
her calves. He took a glance down and was stunned by her jagged, 
muscle-stuffed 32 inch calves. She bounced up and down on her 
toes. Her calves inflated and deflated like balloons, but with the 
consistency of cast iron. He was erect like never before. He was 
loosing control of himself.
        The devious Doctor hand something in store for young 
Annie. "Would you like a glass of ice tea?", he asked. "Sure. That 
walk up here did make me a bit thirsty.", Annie replied. He went 
over to his little bar by his desk and poured her an ice tea, 
dropping in a couple of tablets. Annie failed to notice any of 
this. "Here you go.", he said, handing her the glass of ice tea. 
"Thanks!!", she said and then gulped down the large glass in one 
swallow. He smiled as he took the glass from her. Almost instantly 
Annie felt light headed. "Are you all right, Annie.", he asked. 
"Actually I'm feeling a little tired and weak.", she said, 
slightly drooping. "Here, why don't you lay on this couch.", he 
said. Annie laid on the couch and he sat on the edge. "Oh, my ... 
I'm sorry Doc. I don't know what's come ... over me.", she said 
softly as she faded off into a semi-sleep. The Doctor had used a 
drug on her, that would keep her in an unconscious, dream-like 
state. He looked down at the magnificently muscled Annie. Over 240 
lbs. of cut, rippling, bulging, massive muscles. He pulled her 
tucked in T-shirt out from her skirt and slowly peeled up to her 
midriff. "Good gosh!!!", he exclaimed of her abs. He lay his hands 
on her tight, muscle-laden abs. To him, her abs felt like someone 
had stuffed dozens of billiard balls in her belly and then sucked 
her skin tight. His hands roamed over the huge mounds of muscle. 
"Mmmmm ...", Annie lightly sighed from her trance. The cuts 
between muscles was so deep, that his fingers were sometimes 
tightly caught between as Annie's soft breathing contracted her 
abs. His hands slowly slid up her abs and then peeled the shirt up 
over her chest. "Ohhhh .... absolutely magnificent!!!", he gasped 
at the sight of her pecs. Two squared slabs, over 10 inches deep 
in muscle. Annie wasn't wearing her bow ribbons today, thus her 
nipples were exposed. He reached out and caressed the underside of 
her huge pecs. "Oooooo ... ", Annie softly moaned. His touch made 
her unknowingly tense her chest, transforming her pecs into two 
solid blocks of cement-like muscle that jutted out over a foot 
deep. "Mmmmm ... oh ... ya!!!", he moaned pleasurably. Huge bulges 
of muscle formed on the front of her pecs, and her cleavage became 
a 12 inch deep valley of ripples and striation. His hands slid up 
across the front of her chest. He felt like he was feeling to 
granite boulders. He tried to wrap both hands around one of her 
pecs, but it was to big. He tried squeezing, but he would've had 
better luck trying to squeeze a bowling ball. His hands neared 
Annie's nipples. "Mmmm ... ahh ... wh ...", she moaned as one eyed 
opened slightly. The Doctor hadn't noticed this. Annie's other eye 
slowly opened, but she was still in a bit of a dazed state. "Doc 
... what ... are ...?", she mumbled. He finally noticed that Annie 
was coming out of it. Annie realized what the Doctor was doing as 
she looked down at her chest. 
        The Doctor had made a grave miscalculation. Annie's 
incredible physique had caused the drug to wear off far sooner 
than he had expected. "I ... uh ... I ...", he fumbled for words. 
Annie sat up, resting on her palms. Her bare chest jutted out 
tremendously. He reached out and began pulling her shirt back down 
over her chest. "Annie ... I ... uh", he nervously mumbled. 
Annie's eyebrows grew cross as she clenched her fists. Veins the 
size of hot dogs swelled on her forearms. The huge puffed veins 
continued up her arm. Muscles swelled also as Annie clenched her 
fists harder. "So, the good Doctor likes to knock out little girls 
and feel up their muscles, does he?", she said sternly with a 
sneering smile. "Oh, god!!! Annie please, I can explain!!", he 
begged. Annie stood up, as did the Doctor. Annie placed her hand 
on his chest and shoved him into his recliner. "Annie ... 
Please!!!", he begged from his chair. Annie stepped over his legs, 
with her crotch directly in front of his face. Her adrenalin was 
soaring and it was very evident. Even though she was generally 
relaxed, every muscle on her looked fully flexed. Annie extended 
her arms out to the side. The fearful Doctor could do nothing but 
watch. She clenched her fist and her arm tightened up. She flexed 
her fists up, while still holding her arms straight out. Her arms 
produced football-sized peaks, ... and she still hadn't flexed her 
arms, just her fists. "Oh my!!!", Annie exclaimed of her peaked 
biceps. She slowly began to flex her arms upward. The poor Doctor 
watched the peaks rise, and rise, and rise, and rise, ... and 
rise. Her arms were up to a 45 degree angle, and her biceps were 
all ready over 37 inches. Even Annie was a bit surprised by the 
size of her muscles. Annie slowly finished her flex. Luckily her 
short sleeves were not across her biceps, which had surpassed 40 
inches. "Holy cow!!!", Annie blurted of her sky-scraping biceps. 
"I've never felt so muscular in all my life!!", she added.
        Annie suddenly realized what might be heightening her all 
ready massive muscularity. Annie thought of the dozens and dozens 
of times boys and men had fallen prey to her love of muscle-
building and man-beating. She thought of how it had always been 
for fun and sheer enjoyment of belittling males with her huge 
muscles. The situation was different now. Annie was in a furious 
state, which was a rarity, and her adrenalin was off the scale. 
She felt that this combination was getting her ultra-pumped. As 
soon as she came to this awareness she became tremendously turned 
on. Her nipples shot out, puncturing her super-stress T-shirt. 
"Mmmmmmmm ...", she moaned loudly as she flexed her biceps very 
hard. The cone-shaped biceps soared upwards over her fists. Her 
upper body swelled immensely with muscles. The Doctor's eyes were 
glued to the 13 year old, and he was now very aroused himself. He 
watched her pecs swell up like to cement building blocks, and he 
knew her shirt wasn't going to last much longer. "Oooooo .... 
ya!!!!" she blurted as the sound of her crackling muscles filled 
the room. In a sheer explosion of muscle, her shirt gave way. Her 
T-shirt disintegrated, spraying tiny pieces all over the office. 
The Doctor sat and glared in a state of shock as well as delight, 
as pieces of her shirt slid done his face. The 240 pound little 
girl now had the appearance of a 325 pound statue of marbled 
muscle. She glared into the doctors eyes as she turned into a 
side-chest pose. Her pecs shot out into huge two cubes of muscle, 
over a foot and half deep. "Mmmmmm ... looks like this is your 
lucky day, doc.", she said as she milked her chest pose. Her 
continuously bulging and rippling muscles crackled loudly. "I hope 
this is enough muscle to satisfy your fetish.", she teased as she 
stepped over to him.
        Every subtle move caused muscle to involuntarily turn to 
granite. Standing close to him, Annie tensed her immense thighs. 
Her thighs, which were all ready over 48 inches, swelled even 
more. Muscles stacked atop each other as if some invisible brick-
layer were laying down slabs of muscle. Steely looking cables of 
muscle criss-crossed her expanding thighs. Her thighs blew out to 
over 56 inches, ripping her skirt and snapping clean off her body. 
Both Annie and the Doctor looked at her thighs in utter amazement, 
but the Doctor had terrifying fear added to his amazement. "Mmmmmm 
.... just look at all that muscle, Doc!!", Annie said of her 
mammoth thighs. "We really need to sit down and talk calmly of 
your obsession with your .... (gulp!!!) ... muscles.", the Doctor 
said, trying to talk himself out sure hospitalization. "Maybe 
later, Doc. Right now it's magic time.", she said as she cupped 
her hands behind his head. "M ... m ... magic ... time?", the 
doctor nervously inquired. "Oh ya!! I have a few magic tricks I 
practice on men. I have a very interesting way of making men's 
heads disappear.", she said as she pulled his head towards her 
thighs. The momentum of his head was stopped by her thighs. Annie 
spread her legs farther apart and pulled his head forward again, 
but his head couldn't fit between her thighs. Annie tried again, 
but her thighs were just too engorged with muscle. She couldn't 
even force it because her inner thigh muscles were like granite 
and wouldn't budge a micron. "Oh pooh!!!", Annie pouted. Annie 
tried ramming his head between her thighs, but it still wouldn't 
fit between her 58 inch thighs. "Awe ... Fudge!!! I was looking 
forward to this. Oh well, I guess we'll just have make due with 
these little itty, bitty calves.", Annie teased as she shoved him 
down. 
        The Doctor's head slowly slid between her 36 inch calves. 
They were shaped like diamonds, just as jagged and just as hard, 
too. Annie stood up on her toes, swelling her calves out to 40 
inches. The corners of her diamond shaped calves pressed in on his 
cheek bones. "Ooooooo ... I wish I were wearing nylons. I would 
love to split them open with these babies.", Annie pondered. Annie 
swung her heels out, while still on her toes. With a quick thrust, 
she brought her heels together in an old style Nazi heel click. 
She let out a girlish chirp as her 40 inch diamonds instantly 
fractured his cheek bones. She clicked her heels together a few 
more times, turning his cheeks to jelly. She pulled him up to his 
feet, holding him there for his lack strength. His faced was 
severely bruised and his cheek bones were nearly non-existent. 
Annie tensed her chest. Her huge pecs didn't budge, but her 
nipples did. Her nipples pushed outward, becoming 2 inches in 
length. They were like two armor piercing bullets. Annie slammed 
his face into her chest, jabbing him with her steely nipples. Over 
and over, his face slammed into her spiked nipples. "Mmmmm ... I 
don't think I'll be wearing my bows any more. This is much more 
fun.", she said pleasurably. The Doctor's face looked like a pin 
cushion when Annie was done.
        The poor Doctor was limp from the severe punishment young 
Annie was inflicting. "Awe gee, ... did little Annie hurt you?", 
Annie teased as she picked him and cradled him across her arms. "I 
don't mean to hurt men, but it's so hard not to, when have muscles 
like this.", she continued to tease the barely conscious Doctor. 
Annie began to fold her arms up slowly. Muscles expanded immensely 
as the Doctor was slowly folded in half. She took an extremely 
deep breath, expanding her chest like a muscular balloon. The 
doctor was surrounded by muscle from all sides. "Mmmmmm ...", she 
moaned as he began to disappear in her muscles. Annie folded her 
arms up into her chest, compacting the Doctor into her muscles. 
Just his feet and part of his arms were visible as they dangled 
limply over her arms. "Oooooo .... baybeeeeee!!!", Annie moaned 
loudly as his bones crackled between her hydraulically powered 
muscles. Her neck expanded upwards and muscles popped up all over. 
Annie squeezed in with more power. Her muscles and his bones 
crackled loudly. Her upper body was a sight of absolute pure 
muscle. Her muscles gleamed as skin was stretched to it's limits. 
Hot dog sized veins inflated on her arms and chest. Darkness fell 
over the poor doctor as he was completely smothered in the young 
girl's monolith muscles. "Mmmmmmm ...", she moaned as she felt his 
bones crackling amidst her muscles.
        Annie finally opened her arms and the doctor fell to the 
floor like a mass of jello. Young Annie had nearly reached orgasm 
from behemoth muscularity. She proudly flexed her biceps, which 
sky-rocketed up over 45 inches. She turned to a full-length mirror 
and gasped at the sight of her absolutely gigantic muscles. Ooooo 
... ya ...", she sighed proudly as she flexed. Muscles exploded 
throughout her body with even the most subtle movements. She 
looked down at the man she had nearly crushed to death. She could 
see he was still breathing and knew it was only a matter of many 
broken bones she had inflicted on him. She knew he'd be all right 
after a trip to the hospital. Annie waited around for about 20 
minutes until her muscles had toned themselves down to their 
normal massive size. By that time she was able to fit into her 
long coat. Annie made a call for an ambulance just before she left 
the doctor's office. She then made her way out. When she made it 
out into the street, she could her an approaching ambulance 
screaming in the distance. This made her muscles tingle, knowing 
it was of her doing.

The End