LITTLE ANNIE AMPLE  #8
by Michele Roppo(a.k.a. Michele LeMuscle)


     Our little Annie is slowly growing up on us. She has turned 14 and 
is blossoming in the female sense and definitely in the muscular sense.

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     Don was definitely taking his time changing the tire. "I'm not taking too 
long, am I?", he asked. "No, not at all.", replied Annie's soft, young voice. Don 
was on his knees changing a flat tire. He took another glance up at Annie. She 
smiled at him, with no indication of strain what so ever. He looked at her arms, 
which were striated and rippling from shoulder to wrist. Veins and strips of 
muscle bulged from her arms. Was she flexing? No. Annie had the bumper of the car 
in her hands as she held the front end of the car about a two and half feet off 
the ground. "I'm sorry I didn't have a jack, Annie.", he said as he stared in 
disbelief. He looked her up and down. Her high heel, platform shoes lead up to 
her relaxed 28" calves. His eyes veered upwards to her 43" thighs of steel. Her 
very short pleaded skirt and mid-riff, very low cut T-shirt made her a vision of 
pure muscular innocence. The mid-riff T-shirt offered an unobscured view of her 
muscle-rippling abs, which looked more like armor plating. Her arms were taut 
from the exertion of holding up the car. Triceps, stacked 3 deep, glistened in 
the bright moonlight. Her short sleeves were stretched tight by her 30" upper 
arms. Every subtle move by Annie sent ripples of muscle shooting up and down her 
arm like electrical charges. Her back was slightly arched, which involuntarily 
threw her massive chest out. A child or very short person could easily shelter 
themselves from rain under her projecting pectorals.
     "Just a few more seconds.", Don said as he tightened the last nut. Don stood 
up after he was done. "Thanks Annie. I hope that didn't tire you out.", he said.  
Annie gave a cute little smile and began bending her arms up, lifting the car 
higher. "Maybe this will answer your question.",she said. She pumped the vehicle 
up and down, while Don watched in utter amazement. The bumper rubbed up and down 
over her massive, semi exposed gluts. "Ooooh ... my ..!!", Annie squeaked as her 
sleeves tore a bit. She set the car down gently. "I guess I should of rolled up 
my sleeves before doing that.", she said as she went into a double bicep flex. 
Her casual flex sprouted a pair of 38" biceps that finished her sleeves off. The 
date was only a half hour old and Don all ready had the erection of his life. She 
pulled the remainder of the shredded sleeves off her shirt, while Don stood 
staring at the young she hulk. The 20 year old never dreamed he'd ever get a date 
with the hulking 14 year old Annie. He had bugged Brad to set him up with Annie 
for months. Annie finally agreed to date Don, after a promise from Brad.
     "Shall we sit back in the car?", Don suggested to Annie, who was brushing 
off some fibres from her torn sleeves. "Sure", she chirped. Don hurried over to 
open the door for her. "Why thank you, Don.", she said with a smile. Annie slid 
onto the seat and her 260+ pounds slightly lowered the passenger side of the 
vehicle. Don closed the door and headed around to the driver's side. He brushed 
his hand across the hood. He was proud of his 1963 Impala Convertible. He hopped 
over the door, landing on the driver's side of the bench seat. Annie's sheer mass 
made the large front seat area seem small. Don slid the seat back a bit. He 
didn't mind the extra room. After all, he was no pencil neck. He stands 6' tall 
and weighs in at about 195 pounds. "There, are we all nice and comfy?", he asked. 
Annie slid across the seat, right against Don. "Now I am.", she said with an 
alluring smile. "Uh ... okay.", he said with a slight crackle in his voice. 
Things were going much better than he'd ever hoped. "Uh ... quite a view, huh?", 
he muttered. "Ya, sure.", Annie replied, without even glancing to the view of the 
city lights below. Annie glanced down at his crotch. "It's good to see that my 
muscles aren't a turn-off for you.", she said of his teepee. Don really didn't 
know what to say or do as he became a bit nervous. He brought his arm up over her 
head and around her huge shoulders, barely reaching her opposite shoulder. "Do 
you like breasts?", Annie asked with her girlish smile. Don couldn't believe how 
forward this young girl was. But then again, when you're that muscular you can't 
help but be confident. "Uh ... um ... sure ...", he muttered. "Well what do you 
think of these?", she said, while inhaling very deeply. Her chest expanded 
rapidly and massively. Her chest was at least 75" around, ... not many men could 
get their arms around that. Her rounded pectorals began squaring up into cubes as 
she gently tensed up. "Mmmmm ...", she moaned as her monitor sized pecs 
solidified. "WOW!!!", Don shouted. Apparently Annie wasn't finished yet. "Mmmm 
... Ohhhhh ...", she moaned softly as she looked down at her chest. A huge 
tubular shaped muscle slowly pushed out at the top of her pecs. The tubular 
muscle was about 4" in diameter and spanned the width of her chest. "HOLY COW!!", 
Don shouted even louder. Annie let out soft exerting sighs and an astounded Don 
watched the tube slowly roll down her chest. "Mmmmmm ...", she moaned as the 
tubular muscle pushed it's way down. The rolling muscle reached the bottom of her 
pecs, only to re-emerge at the top again. The muscle rolled down her chest again 
and again, with Annie letting out a soft erotic grunt every time it reached 
bottom.. Her T-shirt was holding steady under the incredible expanse. With the 
arm he had around her shoulder, Don tried to reach down to her pectoral. Annie 
was huge and he was having a difficult time of it. There were Annie's huge neck 
and trapezius muscles making things even more difficult. Annie could see she was 
driving him absolutely crazy. "Here, let's try it this way.", she said as she 
grabbed his other hand and placed it on her pec, just over her incredibly 
protuded nipple, which was on the verge of piercing through her shirt. He 
caressed the huge block of muscle, which was more like feeling the corner-stone 
of building. He lost his balance bit and slid into her shoulder with his face. It 
felt like hitting a brick wall. "Ooops, are you all right?", she asked. "Uh, ... 
ya.", he said, rubbing his eye. "Okay, I know you can do it right.", she said as 
she placed his hand in her foot deep cleavage. "Ohhhh ... my!!", he moaned of the 
countless ripples of muscle. Annie delicately contracted her pecs, gently 
squeezing his hand between her pecs. It wasn't enough to hurt him and they both 
seemed to enjoy it. Annie looked down, lashing her tongue slowly around her lips. 
This was a new territory of erotic sensation she was experiencing, ... and she 
was enjoying very much. Her pectoral grip got a little bit tight, so she eased up 
a bit and after a few hard pulls, he pulled his hand out abruptly, tearing her 
shirt open a bit. "Oh, no!!", he said of his fumbling. "Gee, this isn't working 
out to good, is it?", Annie said with a tinge of being annoyed.
     Don fumbled with her torn shirt. "I'm really sorry, Annie.", he said, only 
to rip it open even more. "Oh ... my ...", he drooled over her exposed chest. Her 
nipples were covered by ribbons, but were very visible because of their erection. 
Annie was becoming more annoyed with clumsiness. Don stared in wonder at her 
glorious chest. To say that Annie had perky breasts would be the equivalent of 
saying a nuclear bomb has a bit of a pop. Don reached out for her chest, but 
Annie halted his hand. "I think we better get going home. This date really isn't 
working out.", Annie said. "Oh, Annie!!", he blurted as he lay his hand on her 
abdomen. His hand probed the bumps and valleys of her densely muscled abs. "Don, 
please!!", she said, shuffling herself a bit. The minor movement brought her abs 
to life with pulsating muscles. Billiard ball sized muscles sprang up and came 
together, trapping his fingers between muscles. He managed to pull his hand out 
and now placed between her thighs. He was clearly lost in muscle lust. "Donald 
...!!", she said in a slow, stern voice. He paid no head to her voice as he 
caressed her inner thighs. His hand roamed farther up her thigh, nearing her 
panties. "This is your last warning ...", she said. Just as his fingers were 
about to reach her delicate little panties, Annie slammed her thighs together. 
Her converging muscles pulled his arm farther down, pulling his head down as 
well, resting on top of her pectoral muscle. She wasn't squeezing very hard, but 
it was evidently hurting him. "All righty then. Let's party!!", Annie said 
gleefully. She took a deep breath, pushing her pecs out and up. His head was 
pushed up buy her pecs, which also stretched his trapped arm. Annie exhaled and 
then inhaled deeper, stretching his arm more. His eyes began to water and his 
face reddened as Annie inhaled even deeper. Her shirt ripped wide open as 
pectoral muscles expanded immensely. She exhaled and open her thighs, releasing 
his hand. Then a quick, hard tensing of her chest, shot her pecs up into his 
chin. He was flung right over the car door onto the ground.
     Annie grabbed her door, ripping it from the car and tossing it a few yards 
away. "This is going to be a fun evening after all.", she said, stepping out of 
the car. Annie round the car to where Don lay, moaning. He made up on the palms 
of his hands and looked up just as Annie drew her hands straight in front her. 
Clasping her hands together she tensed her upper body. The soft popping of her 
bulging muscles filled the night air, followed by the ripping sound of her shirt. 
The remainder of her shirt exploded of her body as massive muscles sprung into 
prominence. "Mmmmmm ...", she moaned softly, turning into a side-chest pose. Tiny 
pieces of fabric delicately slid of her arms as her skin was stretched to a 
brilliant shine by enormous muscles. Don watched with mouth agape as her 
expanding muscles crackled. Annie put her left arm behind her head and brought 
her right arm up into a bicep flex. Don lost a bit off his grip on the ground 
while watching the young girl's arm mushroom skywards. "Ooooo ... ya!!", Annie 
exclaimed proudly of her 40 inch bicep. Annie slowly pumped her flex a few times, 
with each flex adding an inch to her bicep. Don, who was absolutely stunned at 
this point, couldn't believe his eyes as he watched her bicep balloon. "Mmmmm 
...", she moaned as her left arm joined in on the flexing. She slowly pumped her 
hands up and down. "These babies should be pumped enough.", she said as her 
biceps neared 50 inches. Don took a deep swallow, looking up at the immensely 
muscular young girl. Annie took a very deep breath, expanding her chest. Her 
rounded muscular breasts slowly became monitor sized pecs, which cast a shadow 
over Don in the moon lit night. Slowly each pec began jutting in and out. Like 
huge pistons from a lumbering diesel, her pecs sped up. Don watched as her pecs 
soon became a blur of pistonning muscles. "Oooooo ...", she moaned as her 
thumping pecs sounded like a muffled car engine. When her thundering pecs came to 
a halt, they were bulging massively and covered in a network of puffy veins.
     "Now I'll get these little ol' gams pumped a bit." she said while placing 
her index finger under the waist band of her skirt. Her finger popped the skirt 
apart like butter. She extended and planted her right foot firmly into ground. 
Her massive thigh erupted with huge mounds of beefy muscle. Twisting her foot in 
the ground brought out even more muscle, stretching her skin to it's limit. 
Annie's thigh was easily over 55 inches of the most muscular muscles that Don had 
ever seen. This kept him frozen in fear and he did not move from his spot. 
"Weeeee ...", Annie squeaked as she did a pirouette. Don was now face to face 
with her nearly 30 inch calves. "Oooo ... ya ...", she sighed as she bobbed up 
and down on her toes. Each time she went up, her calves exploded out to 37 
inches. "Gee, these little 'ol calves are bigger than your waist.", she giggled, 
pumping up her calves even more. 
     She then turned around to Don, with a girlish little smile. "You don't think 
I got myself too pumped, ... do you?", she teased as she leaned down and placed 
her index finger under his chin. Don was speechless with fear. Annie's finger 
slowly came up, as did Don. Annie brought her arm straight up and Don was soon 
dangling of the ground, his chin resting on her finger. With a subtle flick of 
her finger, Don landed at the base of her bicep. His head now lay ready to be 
crushed between bicep and forearm. Annie twisted her fist about, causing hot-dog 
sized veins to run up and down her arm. Then she flexed only her fist, over and 
over. Don watched in whimpering fear as her bicep was jacked up with each fist 
flex. Soon, a one foot high bicep towered from her unflexed arm. "Mmmmm ... I 
think you're gonna like this.", she said as her arm slowly came up.
     The soft crackling of her expanding muscles filled the air. Muscles 
converged on his head. Her arm was at a 45 degree flex, with his head firmly 
entrapped by her bicep and forearm. Don began to squirm as the pain set in. 
"Mmmmmm ...", she moaned, twisting her forearm back and forth. Don moaned in pain 
as muscles danced around his head. Annie continued to slowly flex upward, 
watching her bicep soar upward. His face compressed under the pressure. His spit 
flew out from his compressed cheeks and lips. Annie had come to complete flex, 
and even though she was flexing softly, her bicep towered over 50 inches. Annie 
knew she always had to control her massive muscles. One extra little bit of 
exertion at the wrong time could completely crush his skull. His squirming 
depleted, which brought a girlish little smile to her face.
     Annie released her flex and the barely conscious Don lay dangling, with his 
chin still on her arm. Annie heaved him up over her head like he were made of 
bamboo. She pressed him up and down a few times, just for fun. Then she tucked 
his ankles under one armpit and tucked his wrists under her other armpit. He lay 
stretched across the massive expansion of her chest. His stomach tightly against 
her cubed pecs and rock hard nipples. Annie clasped her hands together behind her 
butt. This tightened her armpit grip on his ankles and wrists. She slowly arched 
her back, pressing her immense chest outward. "Hrrrrrkk!!!", he yelped, as his 
body stretched tighter. Annie took a deep breath, expanding her pecs to the size 
of large computer monitors. He moaned loudly from the pain. "Mmmmmfff....", Annie 
sighed as she took a deeper breath and tensed her chest. Her pecs, which had 
expanded to the size of portable mid-sized televisions, had turned to pure stone. 
He moaned even louder with pain as popping came from his body. "Ooooo .... 
yessss!!!", Annie sighed from the pleasure. His ankles and wrists reddened from 
the muscular vice. "Mmmmmm ... you make a nice bra, Don.", she teased as she 
bloated her chest even more. She had his body stretched so tight, that her 
armpits just had hold by his fingernails and toenails. "Mmmmmmm .... mmmmmm!!!", 
she moaned loudly as she expanded her chest further. His ankles and wrists came 
loose and his body snapped off her chest like an exploding bra. He hit a tree 
twenty feet away and slid down the bark to the grass below. Annie stood proudly 
with her humungous chest prominently thrust out. "Now that's what I call a 
BUST!!", she said proudly.
     Annie walked over to Don, who lay unconscious, and picked him up. She 
cradled him in her arms. She was tempted to fold him in on himself with her 
massive upper body, but felt she had beaten the poor guy enough. She lay him in 
the front seat of his slightly damaged car and put on the raincoat she brought in 
case of rain. Grabbing her purse, she began on her mile and half walk back home.
     Annie arrived home at about 1:00 am and saw the light in her brother's room 
from outside. She entered the house and saw her brother standing at the top of 
the stairs. "So ... how did it go?", he asked her as she made her way up the 
stairs. "How do you think it went?", she replied with a playful smile. Brad could 
tell it had been a painful date for poor Don. "This still means you owe me my 
favor.", Annie said, reaching the top of the stairs. "I know. It's all ready for 
you.", he said walking over to his bedroom door. Brad opened the door, revealing 
5 members of the high-school basketball team, mulling around his room. "Hey 
Brad!! What's the deal?", one yelled out. "You going to tell us why we're here?", 
another one added. "Um ... I'd like you guys to meet my ... little sister.", he 
said as Annie entered the room. "Ooooo .... 5", she sighed softly. She turned and 
kissed her brother. "Mmmm ... thank you, Brad." She turned to the bewildered 
boys. "Hi, boys. We're going to have ourselves a little party.", she said as she 
crossed her arms in front of her. the loose raincoat quickly tightened and rip up 
her back, right in half. "Mmmmmmmmmmm ...", she moaned, while flexing her biceps. 
Her biceps split her sleeves from shoulder to wrist. The torn raincoat fell to 
the floor. The boys stood in shock as Brad slowly closed the door. "Have fun, 
Sis.", he said as the door clicked shut. As he walked away, he could hear his 
sister moaning loudly. His sister's pleasurable moans were soon drowned by the 
screaming agony from the boys locked in the room.


The end