Little Annie Ample #13
By Michele Roppo
Annie visits the School Counselor


a.k.a. Michelle Lemuscle

Annie gingerly strolled down the near empty hallways of school. Classes had
ended 10 minutes earlier and most of the kids were on their way home. "La di
da di di da" Annie softly sang as she neared her locker. She had just passed
the School counselor's door, which she has hundreds of times before. "Hmmmm?",
she thought, as she came to a stop. She took a few steps back to the door.
'Mr. Roy, School Counselor' the door read. "Gee, I don't think I've ever met
our counselor", the perky, muscle-bound teen said. Looking at her right arm,
she brought her arm into a subtle flex. Her bicep sprung into enormity. The 35
inch mass put her short sleeve in danger splitting at the seams. "I don't
think my muscles have met him, either." She giggled to herself. Putting hands
on hips, she softly thrust out her chest. The two basketball-sized breasts
that adorned her chest expanded her low cut T-shirt to the point of nearly
exposing her nipples. "I think I'll go in and introduce us.", she said
playfully.

She lightly tapped on the door. "Come in.", came from within. Annie entered
the room to find Mr. Roy sitting at his desk. There was a chair and a small
couch in the room as well. His eyes widened as he looked up from his desk. He
saw the massive teen, dressed in her mini-skirt, tight mid- riff T-shirt, and
a pair of 6-inch stiletto heels. "Hi, I'm ... " she started. "Annie Ample.",
he finished for her. "But how did you know my name?" she asked. "With a body
like that, who else could you be?" he replied. He rose and gestured for her to
sit down. "Is it alright if I stand?" she asked. "It's up to you." He replied.
He looked her up and down. Quite a sight for a 14 year old girl. "I was hoping
that you may pay me a visit someday." He said. "Really?" she asked. "You've
been the topic in this room many a time." He responded. "Is that good or
bad?", she asked with a devilish little smile. He returned with a smile of his
own. "I've had your muscles described to me plenty of times, but you are even
more muscular than they say." He boasted of her physique. Placing her hands on
the small of her back, she arched her back slightly and threw out her chest.
"Please Mr. Roy, you're making me bulge." She said as the neckline of her low
cut shirt spread apart widely, exposing her hardened nipples. "Um .. Don't you
mean ... " he began as his eyes widened at the site of her massive breasts.
"Uh ... never mind." He finished.

"So what do the boys and men talk to you about, when it comes to me?" Annie
asked. "Well ... " he began as he leaned back in his chair. " ... lot of
muscles and a lot of squeezing." He replied. "Ooooooo ... I like it already."
Annie cooed. "They talk about how you love to flex your muscles ... ," he said
as Annie crossed her arms in front of her. Her breasts folded into deep heap
of rippling muscles. "Mmmmmmmmmm ... I sure do" she moaned as she milked her
chest muscles. He stared wide-eyed as the young girl gave him a display of
chest muscle 'a la Annie'. "My word! You are one incredibly muscular young
lady!" he gasped. "Mmmmmmm ... thank you, Mr. Roy." she softly replied. "I can
see that you are an intriguing girl to the males of the school, to say the
least. I've had almost every male student and male teacher in here at one time
or another telling of infatuations with your muscles or being subjected to
their crushing power." He said. Annie ceased her chest flexing and looked at
him in a pout face. "Oh you poor dear.", she began. Mr. Roy drew a puzzled
face. "All this talk of my muscles from everyone else ... " she continued as
she turned to the door and locked it. Mr. Roy didn't know what was going on as
she turned back to him and began peeling off the tight T- shirt. "It makes you
feel left out." She finished. "Annie ... what are you ... ?" he muttered as
she pulled the shirt off, exposing her massive, muscle- plump breasts. "It's
okay, Mr. Roy. I can understand how you may feel I have been neglecting you,
but I never realized." She said as she leaned on his desk. "But I .." he
began. Annie placed her finger on his lips to stop him. "Don't worry. I'm
going to make all better." She said as she took a step back from the desk.

"Hearing so much about me, you must know the routine by now." She said to the
now trembling counselor. He took as deep swallow as Annie stepped back.
"First, I like to get myself good and pumped ... " she said as she hit a slow
double bicep flex. " ... by flexing ... . Mmmmmmm ... " she softly moaned as
she repeated the slow flex 4 or 5 times. Each flex brought more and more
muscle out of her arm. "Mmmmmmmmm .." she moaned aloud as she held the last
flex tightly. Each bicep stood proud and tall at nearly 50 inches around. Mr.
Roy pushed back in his chair in sheer amazement. "Do you think they're big
enough, Mr. Roy? I can make them a lot bigger if you like?" she teased as she
made the peaks of her biceps dance by twisting her fists back and forth.
Wide-eyed and fearful, Mr. Roy had no response. "Um ... I think this should be
enough. After all, it's your first time. We shouldn't over do it". She
continued to tease. She brought her fists down till her arms were straight
out. She slowly spread her fingers wide apart and then slowly clenched her
fists. He watched as dozens of veins grew on her arms. Some as thin as string
and others as thick as pencils. She slowly turned into a side chest pose. Her
round, mammoth breasts became huge cubes of muscle. Pushing her arms out and
then back into a chest flex, she milked more muscle. Her pecs were nearly two
feet deep of cast iron muscle. Her arousement was very apparent as her nipples
grew as well. They grew to resemble armor-piercing bullets, ... and probably
just as hard, too. Mr. Roy, who was frozen in his chair gasped as he watched
the young girl work her muscles. "Enjoying the show?", she asked with a
giggle. She placed her hands under her pecs and pushed up on the two masses of
muscle. "Now let's see Wonderbra do that!" she boasted.

She ran her hands over her rippling abs and then down to her thighs. Her hands
rested on her quads as she began to internally flex them. He watched the
mounds of muscles bobbed and heaved. "Mmmmmmm ... ." She moaned as she tilted
her head back. She planted her foot firmly to the ground and her thigh blew up
with muscles. She did the same with the other leg. Each thigh became a 60 inch
round trunk of granite muscle. She turned her back to him and began doing slow
calf raises. Her monstrous 28 inch calves reacted by bloated even larger. Up
and on her toes she continued, inflating her diamond-shaped calves with more
muscle. "Ooooo ... yaaaa ... " she cooed. She continued with her pose/pump
routine. As big as she was, the 5'7" 297 pound 14-year-old moved with grace.
Huge muscles danced as she flexed to her hearts content.

As Annie came to the end of pumping herself up she walked closer to him. Her
young body heaved with immense muscularity. Every movement caused countless
muscles to respond with bulging effects. He stood up as she neared him. Her
child-like smile did nothing to sooth his fear. He took a deep swallow as she
flexed her arm before him. Her bicep mushroomed to 54 inches of peaked iron.
"Mmmmmmm ... just look at that, Mr. Roy. It's all for you." She sighed.
"Please Annie ... " he began to plead. Annie grabbed one of his hands and
placed on her flexed bicep. "Go ahead, you can touch. We both know you want
to." She said. "My, my ... it's so ... (gulp) ... big and ... hard." He said
nervously.

"My, my!! Would you look at that?" she boasted of his erection. Without him
knowing it, he had amassed quite a tent from his trousers. "Holy crap!" he
blurted in astonishment. He took a deep swallow as he looked up at Annie.
"Gee, I don't know what to say, Annie." He pondered. "I think that says it
all, Mr. Roy." She said as she pulled him in and grabbed a handful of his ass.
With his erection pressed against her abs and his nose pressed against her
breasts, she held him firmly in place. "Mmmmff ... .. Annie ... please ... I'm
afraid!" came a muffled plea from his mouth compressed against her breasts.
"That's okay, Mr. Roy, ... they all are at first." She responded in a calm,
soothing voice.

She placed her right hand behind his head and slowly pushed his head forward
into her deep cleavage. He helplessly squirmed, but the young girl held him
firmly in place. She placed her left hand on his lower back and pressed him
firmly into her abs. She felt his hardened member on her abs as she gently
flexed her stomach. Her mounds of ab muscles soothed his swollen member and
slowly ceased his squirming. "Mmmmmmm ... . That's better." She said
erotically as his head slid in to her cleavage till his shoulders prevented
him from going in any deeper. "Mmmmmmmmm ... ." She moaned as she delicately
flexed her huge pecs. Hard, rippled muscles rolled up down the sides of his
head and neck. Muscles bobbed and danced about his head as the young girl
exhibited amazing muscle control. She arched her back and with his head
tightly held, her breasts pushed on his shoulders, stretching his neck.

His head had been in her cleavage for nearly a minute, so she grabbed a
handful of hair and pulled it out. Like a man coming out of water, he
desperately gasped for air. His face purple from the lack of air and muscle
punishment. "Annie ... please ... st ... !!!" he begged between deep breaths.
"Oh, you want more. No problem." She said, ramming his head deep into her
cleavage again. She took and immense breath, swelling her breasts to beach
ball size. She the place a hand on each breast and pushed inward on his head.
She could barely hear his muffled shrieks from the pain. Annie playfully
ground her steely breast muscles into his head. Although he body was going
limp, she could feel his erection growing against her abdomen. "Mmmmmmmmmm ...
" she moaned louder. She was becoming more turned on, as she always did when
she had males in such helpless situations.

She leaned back on his desk on her palms. He was held tightly in her cleavage.
She arched her back more and his feet came off the ground. With incredible
muscle control, her breasts pumped, swirled, pulsated, and slapped against his
head. He was nearly unconscious, but his body began pelvic thrusts. She knew
he was near eruption. Her breast compressed together tightly and his thrusts
sped. Annie's nipples grew and grew, expelling fluid as she too neared orgasm.
Soon she could feel his pants getting moister with every thrust. He erupted
massively, as did Annie.

Annie pried her breasts apart and he fell into chair in a heap. His face red
and purple in color. His crotch hanging heavy and dripping his fluids. "My,
my, Mr. Roy. You sure had a lot of build up." She teased. She dressed herself
and left his office with childish grin. "Another satisfied customer." She said
to herself.