Hollandazed
by Michele LeMuscle, roppom@planet.eon.net
American tourist has an encounter with a very muscular 15 year old Dutch girl

(All comments, views, opinions, suggestions, and requests are greatly appreciated)


        Adam cursed as he carried the gas can down the lifeless highway. 
His vacation in Holland had not gotten off to a good start. Arriving in 
Holland the day before, he expected a vacation filled with sights of the 
country and it's famed beautiful women, but things weren't turning out 
that way. Not only did his rent-a-car break down on his first day, he 
also seemed to have broken down on probably the only deserted country 
road in the very populated country. The only bright side was a sole 
farmhouse in walking distance, about a quarter mile. Adam left the 
broken down car and headed for the farm. 

        Adam neared the farm and thought his luck was getting even worse 
when the farm looked deserted also. Things changed as he made his way up 
the road to the house when a young girl was making her way from behind 
the house to the barn. "Excuse me, hello", Adam shouted. The young girl 
of 15 turned towards Adam as she continued toward the barn. She was 
dressed in an old fashioned Dutch style. Very poofy lace shirt, dark 
baggy skirt, sandals, and a white winged hat. Her freckled red cheeks 
stood out in the sunlight and the bit of blonde hair the crept out of 
her hat, shone with brilliance. She carried a pair of buckets tied to a 
bar across her shoulders. "Hi, do you speak English?", Adam asked her as 
he reached her just before she entered the barn. "Little bit.", she 
replied, stopping to greet him. "My name is Adam and my car broke down 
just up the road. Are your parents home or is there a phone I could 
use?", he asked her. "Parents out, just 20 year old brother at house.", 
she said in her broken English. Adam momentarily drifted into a daydream 
over her vibrant youthful beauty. Her blue eyes, short blonde hair, and 
freckles gave her an air of beautiful innocence. "There is phone in 
barn. Come, I show you.", the young girl said, pulling him out of his 
daydream. "Huh ... uh .. oh, ya", he replied. 

        "I am Ingrid.", she said as they walked in the barn. Adam 
noticed the buckets were filled with water and thought they had to be 
very heavy, but Ingrid showed no signs of struggling with the weight as 
she walked. The 2 inch thick bar bent from the weight of the buckets, 
which thought had to be at least 100 pounds each. Suddenly Ingrid 
tripped and Adam grabbed her arm, preventing her from falling. The bar 
and buckets tumbled to the ground. Adam, with his hands around her 
sleeve, discovered that the shirt wasn't puffed up at all, but rather 
filled by her arms. Adam held her by her trunk of an arm. "Are you 
okay?", Adam asked. "I don't know ... I think I hurt my arm when the 
buckets fell.", she said. She grabbed her shirt by the neckline and 
pulled down over her shoulder. Adams mouth dropped open as she unveiled 
bulging neck muscles and a huge muscular shoulder. He hadn't noticed the 
scratch on her arm, being to involved in viewing her muscles. Adam got 
even more excited when she pulled the bottom of her shirt out of her 
skirt and began unbuttoning it. The first few buttons exposed a chiseled 
abdomen and as the shirt came off her body, Adam was treated to her 
volleyball sized breasts and huge arms. Her mammoth breasts put a strain 
on her tiny bra. Her thick arms dangled at her side, beaming in 
muscularity. "I don't think I need Doctor for this.", she said, rubbing 
the scratch on her arm. "Huh ... oh no, I don't think so.", Adam replied 
as he grabbed her arm. He rubbed the scratch area feeling the hard 
bulged muscles of her tricep. The occasional subtle movement by her, 
striated her arm. "My, my, you sure have pretty big muscles for an 18 
year old!", he exclaimed. "Oh, I am only 15 years old and what are ... 
moosles?", the young girl asked. "Muscles, muscles!!", he replied barely 
wrapping his hands around her relaxed 18 bicep. "Ah!", she said and then 
mumbling something in Dutch as she flexed her biceps. Adam joyfully 
watched the 15 year olds arms swell up to 24 inches of solid muscled 
peaks. "And you think my ... how did you say ... muscles are big?", 
Ingrid asked a very erect Adam. Adam stood and watched in amazement as 
her subtle movements squared her breasts up into blocks of muscle. 
"Don't American girls have muscles like Ingrid?", she asked, flexing 
again. The peaks of the young girls biceps shined as the skin tightened. 
"Gee, I don't even think there's a lot of American men with muscles like 
that!!", he boasted of her as he wrapped each hand around a bicep. 
Seeming not to mind, Ingrid stood there in a double bicep flex while 
Adam adoringly rubbed the two mountainous muscles. "Mmmm ... I see. You 
like the girls with the big muscles.", she said with an enticing smile. 
She let out a soft giggle when Adam tried to squeeze her biceps and 
found them to be immovable, no matter how hard he squeezed. "Silly man 
... Ingrid's muscles like rock", she giggled. 

        His hands slid off her biceps as she stepped back. Smiling, she 
put her arms behind her head and arched her back. A sea of rippling 
muscles emerged from her abdomen. "It's too bad there not lot of 
American girls with the big muscles. In Holland there are many girls 
that have muscles like Ingrid.", she said, twisting her torso from side 
to side. "Oh I'm going to love this country!!", he blurted as he watched 
the muscles dance across her belly. "Mmmmmm", she moaned as she closed 
her eyes, in content of her own muscularity. Adam too, was content and 
very erect. Ingrid flexed her biceps again. She turned to look at one of 
her peaked biceps in satisfaction of it's 24 inch circumference. "Ohhh 
... I make American hard.", she said, taking notice of his erection. The 
rosy cheeked young girl repeated flexing her biceps a few more times, 
milking her arms for more muscle. Her arms bloated out to 25 and 1/2 
inches. "Mmmmm ... very big, yes?", she asked a near orgasmic Adam. He 
was totally mesmerized by her huge peaked biceps. 

        Then the dim barn was filled with light as the door swung open. 
"Ingrid!!!", came an angry shout from the door. A tall blonde man of 
about 20 stood in the doorway with a scorned look on his face. Ingrid 
turned to face the door as the man came in. She seemingly asked him 
something in Dutch, in a soft tone. The man was her older brother and he 
barked something back in Dutch as he stepped face to face with his 
younger sister. Once again, Ingrid said something back softly. His tone 
kept it's rage as he pointed to the spilled buckets, screaming in Dutch. 
Ingrid's voice took a sharper tone also and the pair screamed back and 
forth at each other in Dutch. Adam just pushed himself against the wall 
as the two argued. Ingrid's brother at 6' 1" looked down at his 5' 4" 
younger sister. He was very well built and muscular, but not even in the 
same league as 15 year old Ingrid's muscularity. The two screamed 
loudly, but then Stan, (which Adam deduced was her brothers name by the 
number of times Ingrid said it), pushed his index finger into Ingrid's 
shoulder and shoved her a bit. Adam couldn't understand how a guy could 
even think of angering a girl with muscles like that, even if she is 
only 15. Ingrid took on a whole new presence after that. Clenching her 
fists, ripples of muscle slowly made their way up her arm as her brother 
continued to scream at her. Adam watched as Ingrid pushed her chest out 
and transformed her breasts into massive blocks of pure muscle. Her 
upper body lightly vibrated as muscles sprung into prominence. Her face 
turned to anger just as her older brothers voice had gone to a somber 
state, after taking notice of his little sister's pumped muscles. Adam 
couldn't understand Dutch, but knew her brother was pleading something 
to his little sister. Ingrid said nothing as she slowly cocked her arm 
back while her brother continued to beg. Her coiled 25 inch bicep was a 
vision of pure power. Her gleaming arm bulged with countless ripples of 
muscle. Her fist shot up like lightning, striking him in the chin and 
lifting him a foot of the ground. Before his feet even returned to the 
ground his face was met by her other fist, which swept across striking 
him in the cheek. Stan fell down into the hay like sack of potatoes. 
Adam couldn't believe he was witnessing this display of raw teenaged 
muscle and strength. Ingrid stood up her delirious and bruised brother. 
Holding up by the scruff, she threw a hard punch to his stomach. Her 
fist disappeared into his belly. The nearly unconscious Stan cringed in 
severe pain. Ingrid said something in a taunting, sarcastic manner, just 
before she punched him another 8 times in the stomach. each punch lifted 
the 180 pound Stan off the ground. Bending over in incredible pain, Stan 
spewed spit and some blood from his mouth. At this point, Ingrid stepped 
forward and wrapped her arms around his neck in a choke hold. Muscles 
bulged as she squeezed her arms tight. "Mmmmmmphh", she lightly exerted 
as her brother began to gyrate from the pain. She arched her back a bit 
and let out an erotic sigh as she crushed her older brother into 
unconsciousness. Letting go of him, he fell face first into the hay. 
Adam had a feeling he never had before. He was turned on as well as 
scared by the 15 year old. 

        Ingrid took a deep breath as she stepped away from her beaten 
brother. Adam saw that the sweet young 15 year old had a different 
atmosphere about her, seemingly basking in her massive muscularity. Her 
muscles bulged incredibly from the quick handling of her older brother. 
Ingrid looked up and slowly walked towards Adam. Adam was somewhat 
fearful of the young girl after witnessing the manhandling of Stan. He 
backed off, only to fall on his butt on some hay. Ingrid stopped a foot 
or two away from him. She took off her white winged hat and tossed it 
aside. Her short blonde hair complimented her young, rosey, freckled 
face. "Sorry for my big brother. He has a ... big mouth, Yes? He never 
learn lessons.", Ingrid said in a clam voice. This made Adam relax a 
bit, even though the young girls upper body was radiating with huge 
muscles. "Maybe you like see more Ingrid's muscles.", she said as she 
began unbuttoning her skirt. The skirt slid down on it's own, but only 
half way down her thighs. The enormity of her thighs prevented it from 
going any further. Adam watched as the young girl peeled the skirt down 
over her massive 30 inch thighs. Huge cords of muscle, 3 to 4 inches 
thick, criss-crossed her thighs. Once the skirt reached her knees it 
fell to the ground on its own. Her flat sandals showed she had no need 
of high heels to enhance her protruding 21 inch calves. "You like?", 
Ingrid asked as she rubbed her thighs in admiration. Adam gawked at the 
young girl, who stood before him in only panties and bra. 

        "You've got the most incredible muscles I've ever seen.", Adam 
replied in near drool. "I give you closer look?", she said in a 
childlike manner as she stepped over him. She came down on her knees, 
straddling her mammoth thighs on each side of him. "Mmmmm", she sighed 
as she flexed her biceps. Adam watched as the 25 inch peaks pushed her 
skin tight. Her reached up and caressed her mountain peaked biceps once 
more. "Ooooh!!", she squeaked, noticing his erection pushing up against 
her crotch. "Mmmm ... Ingrid's muscles make American horny.", she said 
as she slowly swayed her pelvis back and forth. Adam was near orgasm 
under the muscular prowess of the 15 year old Dutch girl. Ingrid reached 
down and ripped his shirt open like tissue. She rubbed his abdomen and 
chest. "Ingrid make you feel good.", she said erotically. Just as Adam 
thought he was about to embark on ride muscular pleasures, things 
changed. 

        Ingrid crossed her legs under him, trapping his waist between 
her thighs. "Hey ... what are you ..?", Adam sputtered under the slight 
strain around his waist. Ingrid straightened herself up on her knees, 
causing her thighs to come together and crush him hard. His back arched 
from the pain. With his stomach elevated, Ingrid cocked her arm back and 
Adam could do nothing but watch her arm ripple with muscles. He squirmed 
to no avail between the hydraulic squeeze of her thighs. Her fist came 
down hard and fast, burying deep into his stomach. Every ounce of air 
was forced from his body as his eyes nearly flew out of his head. As his 
face came up spewing air, it was met by her fist. A loud thud rang when 
her fist caught his cheek, snapping his head back. Another hard punch to 
the other cheek and Adam was knocked out. 

        Adam awoke after about 20 minutes, hearing Ingrid's moans of 
pleasure. She was not on top of him anymore and her erotic moans seemed 
to come from about 20 feet away. Adam propped himself up on his elbows, 
his face and waist still aching from Ingrid's thighs and fists. His 
blurry vision slowly cleared, allowing him to see Ingrid sitting, 
resting on her palms with her thighs wrapped her brothers head. Stan's 
head was nowhere to be seen though, as it was totally engulfed by thigh 
muscles. Adam watched the young girls thighs contract in and out, 
crushing her brothers head between. All the while she moaned in pleasure 
and satisfaction. Adam felt he should make some sort of attempt to 
leave, but couldn't pull himself away from the display of total physical 
dominance by the 15 year old girl. Ingrid turned and looked at Adam, 
softly biting her lower lip. Her soft sighs were occasionally joined by 
the crackling of neck and cheek bones that came from between her thighs. 
Adam couldn't believe his eyes, here was a 15 year old girl with muscles 
upon muscles, manhandling a grown man, ... and seemingly enjoying it. 
Her thighs had bloated up with immense muscle, striated cords covered 
her entire legs. She then laid on her back, with her brothers head still 
entrapped her muscle vice. Ingrid pulled her legs, pointing them 
straight up. She then spread her legs wide open and Stan's head finally 
became visible to Adam. Stan lay unconscious on her crotch and Adam 
wondered if he'd ever regained consciousness after he was first knocked 
out. Ingrid then moaned loudly and pointed her toes. Her legs solidified 
with muscles upon muscles upon even more muscles. Adam watched in 
disbelief as her legs had the appearance of granite. The crakles of her 
rippling muscles was loud as her legs were totally saturated with 
muscle. Then with a quick thrust she slapped her legs together. Stan's 
unconscious body jolted. She slapped her legs together again, harder. 
She slapped and slapped her legs over and over, each time jolting her 
poor brothers unconscious body. She let out a little girlish squeak each 
time she slapped her muscle-swollen 33 inch thighs together. Adam 
watched Ingrid use her legs like steel symbols, ringing against her 
helpless brother's head. Then with one loud yell she slapped her legs 
together as hard as she could and held them closed. "Mmmmmmphhh", she 
sighed as she squeezed hard. Her thighs erupted with more muscle as 
Stan's head was once again smothered in her powerful thigh muscles. She 
shook her legs and squeezed hard, causing Stan to go into convulsions. 
"Ooooooo!!!", she moaned loudly as she slammed her legs to the ground 
and Stan's head with them. She opened her legs and Adam saw that Stan's 
face was a real mess of bruises and welts. 

        Ingrid stood up, her thighs pumped up with enormous muscularity. 
Adam froze in a combination of fear and lust. Ingrid, was herself in a 
state of lust. Her nipples were erect and threatening to puncture her 
bra. She placed her hands underneath her huge pecs and pushed up. Adam 
watched the two huge cement blocks of muscle rise as she softly hissed. 
"Mmmmmm", she moaned as she pressed her massive pecs together, forming a 
deep, tight. rippled cleavage. Her hands then slowly slid off her pecs 
and down to her hips. The 15 year stood over her unconscious brother fro 
while, flexing some of her muscles. This seemed to turn her on even 
more. She gave Adam a look of authority as she flexed her massive biceps 
into a frenzy of bulging muscles. With fear and a touch of admiration, 
Adam watched her flex, thinking how she would be a hands down winner at 
the 'Mr. Olympia' contest, leaving any male bodybuilder a very distant 
second. "Oh, my!!", Adam sighed with fear. By the time she began walking 
towards Adam there was n't a visible part of her body that wasn't 
bulging with muscles, except for her tender young face. She stepped over 
to him and stood him up. "Ingrid, ... please!!!", he begged as she threw 
him in a headlock. Trapped between her massive arm and equally massive 
pectoral, he found there was no escaping her grasp. "Mmmmmphh", she 
sighed as she surrounded his head with muscles. His pleading was muffled 
by her powerful upper body and he quickly fell into darkness. Twisting 
and turning her arm sent stinging pain into him. "There, ... now you 
have all the muscle you want, my little American.", she said, grinding 
her rock hard muscles into his head. 

        Ingrid heard her brother rustling behind her and turned to 
investigate. Stan was on his knees, rubbing his neck. Ingrid pulled 
Adam, still in a headlock, over to where Stan was. Ingrid pulled Stan up 
by the scruff. "Here, you can join my new American friend.", she said as 
she threw Stan into a headlock also.  Ingrid locked her hands in front 
of her, with the two men in a double headlock. "Are we all comfy?", she 
teased. The two men squirmed as Ingrid took an enormous deep breath, 
expanding her chest to 60 inches and snapping open her helpless bra. 
Light crackles filled the barn as she tensed her chest. Her pecs turned 
to blocks of stone. Then with her massively bulged arms she crushed 
their heads into her rock-hard pecs. Their squirming quickly ceased 
under the young girls crushing power. Ingrid's face had a smile of 
contentment as there cheek bones crackled within her mammoth muscles. 
The last thing Adam heard was her moaning loudly with pleasure as he 
went unconscious. 

        Adam didn't know how long he was out for when he awoke in his 
car, miles away from where he had broken down. He thought it might of 
been a dream, but the aches and bruises told him otherwise. It wasn't a 
dream, he really was overwhelmed both physically and emotionally by a 15 
year old Dutch girl named Ingrid. On the plane ride back to the states, 
he felt it was not one of his better vacations, but it was one he would 
never forget. 

the end