Amanda Power and Beauty Revealed
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com



This is the sixth installment in the 'Amanda' series.

Amanda and Rhonda spent the next several days going over their party
preparations. I wasn't sure what would happen or who would be invited. I only
knew that this was going to be a party that Biomax and its employees would not
soon forget.

The day of the party arrived and fortunately the day dawned bright and sunny.
Howard and Brian, who had shown up early, were busy cleaning inside and out.
Since the weather was so nice, most of the guests would be out by the pool,
enjoying the spa, pool and sunshine. Maria was busy in the kitchen preparing
food with the help of Teri Thomas, the woman from human resources who had come
early to lend a hand. I busied myself with skimming the pool, making sure
there would be sufficient towels and straightening up the gym. I wasn't sure
that guests would come in to the gym, but Amanda was quite explicit that I
needed to clean it.

Guests began to arrive. Some guests that were married came alone; other's
brought their husbands or wives. As I understood it, no one was encouraged to
'bring a guest', so that it was predominantly a Biomax party.

A buffet was set up inside and guests could either sit in the dining room or
poolside. A self-serve bar was at one end of the patio. I played the part of
pool-boy, positioning chaise lounges for best sun exposure and fetching towels
to placing chairs in the shaded areas or under the umbrellas if requested. It
gave me a great opportunity to observe and the scene was spectacular.

Amanda and Rhonda wore similar kimonos, belted at the waist, their hemlines
mere inches below their pubis. Amanda's was emerald green while Rhonda's was a
golden yellow. They each wore stiletto heels giving the already tall muscle
women added height but accentuating their muscular calves. I knew their
kimonos belied their muscularity.

Teri and Margaret wore matching bikinis, the auburn haired Teri in red, while
the blonde haired Margaret was in baby blue. Other women who Amanda's formula
had enhanced were similarly clad. One of the secretaries who, was probably
only twenty-one, wore a white thong that was in stark contrast to her dark
skin. I had placed a chaise in the sun for her and she now lay there on her
stomach, basking in the sun's rays with her top untied.

The men in attendance had good builds, although not as muscular as the women,
and certainly not as well defined as mine. Some wore board shorts while others
wore Speedos, priding themselves, no doubt, on what they thought was a 'good
size package.' I had on a pair of shorts and a thong which contained me for
the time being, but I knew Amanda or Rhonda would require my services sooner
or later.

Food and drink flowed. Maria kept filling the party trays. She too had on a
burnt orange bikini that accentuated her petite muscled frame. Her dark eyes
took in the assembled guests and I could only imagine what she thought. Howard
and Brian were assisting Maria, bringing fresh towels poolside, ice to the bar
after having greeted the guests at the door. Each wore matching Speedos with
rainbow colored stripes.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Rhonda said forcefully to be heard over the ongoing
conversations, "may I have everyone's attention." The noise level subsided.
"Thank you," she said as everyone quieted down, "Our employer and hostess for
this event, has a few words. Amanda."

Amanda moved to a place near the bar, next to Rhonda. There was a small round
of applause as the employees and guests waited to hear what she had to say.
"Thank you, Rhonda," Amanda said, "Is everyone having a good time?" There were
a few cries of, 'Oh yeah,' nodding of heads and one 'Hell, yes,' from the back
of the crowd. Amanda smiled. "Good," she continued, "let me start out by
saying that you've probably noticed that not all employees were invited today.
For this, I am truly sorry, but what I have will perhaps explain why."

"Over the last month or two, I have been monitoring those of you in this crowd
very closely," Amanda said, "at least those of you who work at Biomax. Perhaps
you've noticed changes, not just at work, but at home, and have questions.
We'll get to the questions in a bit, but right now I want to explain where
Biomax is heading."

"It is my belief that our company is best suited to lead by example. Therefore
I embarked on an experiment, if you will, to strengthen our company," Amanda
said, "not just financially, but physically. I have developed a serum that
many of you here have already taken." At this statement, there was a low
murmur in the crowd. "Yes, yes, I know, that's highly unethical and for that I
apologize, but let me ask, are any of you disappointed with the results? Look
around, ladies and gentlemen, can you honestly say that you are not happy with
how your bodies have changed? You've gained muscle mass, definition and, more
than likely, stamina."

"Hopefully you can find it in your hearts to overlook my indiscretion at
keeping our experiment under wraps," Amanda said, "And speaking of under
wraps, Rhonda, if you don't mind." At this point, Rhonda removed the belt of
her kimono and let it fall to the ground. I briefly looked at Rhonda who I had
helped oil her body. She glistened in the sunlight. Her muscles were pumped
from getting the gym arranged how she and Amanda wanted it. She wore a C-kini,
a one piece tie-less bottom that was held in place by a band running through
her crotch, ending at the top of her butt. The 'v' shaped material that
covered her clit was the same golden yellow that her kimono had been. It
appeared all eyes were drawn to the small triangular patch of fabric.

As I faced the audience, there was an intake of breath and I heard a couple of
guests say, 'Oh, my God,' and one woman near the front said, 'Way to go,
Rhonda.' I also noticed that two of the male guests now had a wet stain on the
front of their bathing suits. I smiled to myself knowing that they would learn
how to control themselves or pay a painful price for disobedience.

Amanda waited for the crowd to become quiet, and then said, "As you can see,
Rhonda has been the subject of my serum, my experiment, as well as spending
hours in the gym. Dare I say she is 'the perfect woman'" There was a round of
applause and as it began to die down, Rhonda gave the group a double bicep
pose that gave one man in the front of the guests an erection that I thought
would rip his Speedo. Rhonda noticed it too and winked at the man.

"Before I continue," Amanda said, "I'll ask that if any man or woman would
like to opt-out of the program, either because they don't like what they see,"
and she motioned to Rhonda, "or feels betrayed by the deception of my
experiment, or for that matter, feels they can't handle what lies ahead, I
would ask they leave now." Amanda paused but everyone was rooted in place.

"Good," she said, "As head of Biomax, and one of the primary researchers and
developer of the muscle serum, the experimentation did not begin with you. I
was candidate number one. I was the first to try my serum and I am more than
pleased with the results." Amanda now untied her kimono and let it fall to the
ground. There were gasps from the guests. Both men and women involuntarily
licked their lips. At 6'-3" in the stilettos, Amanda was a living Amazon.

She smiled as she noticed one woman and a man nearby wet themselves. People
who had been at the rear of the audience pushed forward to get a better view
of my muscle goddess. Her C-kini of sequenced emerald green sparkled in the
sunlight while the rays bounced off her oiled muscles.

Amanda placed one leg in front of the other and relaxed and then snapped her
quads several times. The muscles and veins exploded. Next, thrusting her
pelvis slightly forward, her eight-pack abs jumped to attention. Finally, she
balled her fists and brought them together in front of her exploding her traps
and showing the deep striations of her bare chest.

She relaxed her pose and said, "Now, if you'll follow me into the weight room,
Rhonda and I will show you that all of this isn't for show, but for strength.
Please, follow me." She didn't have to ask twice. The pool area cleared out
and everyone trailed behind Amanda and Rhonda watching their glutes sway with
their unhurried walk. Once inside, Amanda stood by a straight back bench and
said, "The first exercise I will do is seated hammer curls. I will alternately
raise dumbbells in a hammer motion." She selected 65-pound weights and began.
She did one complete set of ten. "This helps tone the bicep and builds the
muscle."

Rhonda was seated on the inclined bench press. Her dark areolas pointed
skyward. Amanda said, "Rhonda will be doing bench presses on this inclined
bench. This is for the upper chest and you will notice her striated muscles as
she lowers the bar to her breasts," and Amanda ran a fingertip over Rhonda's
breast. Rhonda proceeded to do a set of ten reps.

Amanda moved to the leg press machine. It had already been pre-loaded with
nearly 1200 pounds. She sat in the low seat and not everyone could see, so
there was a little pushing and shoving going on. "Please," Amanda said, "I'll
do two sets; this isn't a terribly heavy weight for me, but please, once
you've seen me do a couple of reps, move out of the way so others may see."
She released the guides and slowly brought the weighted platform down till it
almost touched her bottom, then using her massive thighs, pushed the carriage
back up the incline. Once she was done with her two sets, she stood up. "See
how my muscles are now gorged with blood and the veins feeding them are
thick," Amanda said, "I just love working my legs." She traced several veins
with a well manicured nail.

Rhonda was seated on an upright bench. Amanda said, "Finally, Rhonda will show
you how she does the seated military press. This is especially good for
shoulder development and to build your traps." Amanda ran a hand over Rhonda's
traps. Rhonda began and did a series of ten reps, then stood and flared her
traps for the crowd.

"Any questions, before we file outside?" Amanda said. "Yes, why can't I move
this," a man asked as he tried to lift the bar Rhonda had just finished with.
"Perhaps with some work, you'll be able to achieve what Rhonda has. That's
over 300-pounds, not for the novice lifter, but you noticed she had no problem
lifting it. This is all because of my muscle formula and a lot of hard work on
Rhonda's part. Any other questions?"

"Yes," Margaret Johnson asked, "I've noticed an increase sex drive, is this
related to your muscle serum?" Other women shook their heads. "Yes, yes it is,
Margaret. You're not complaining are you," and there was a wave of laughter as
Margaret shook her head 'no'. "I hope not. But to answer your question, yes,
that's one of the side effects of the drug, an increase sex drive and a
loosening of inhibitions. In fact I know some of you are thinking about sex
this very moment, so why don't we go back poolside and you can act upon that
and I'll answer more questions, OK?" The guests looked from one to the other
but again followed in the wake of Amanda and Rhonda as they went back outside.

Howard and Brian had moved some of the chaise lounges and replaced them with
mats. Maria had placed on the bar a large bowl with ice, containing bottles of
protein drinks and water.

"If I may have your attention once again," Amanda said, "I mentioned inside
that one of the side effects of the drug I've developed is an increase in sex
drive, also a loosening of inhibition, but also, a heightened desire for
control. To prove this point, I'll need two volunteers," and Amanda smiled
since she knew everyone. "Rhonda, you take Bob, and I'll take Zoe." As it
turns out, Zoe was the young woman in the white thong that I had spotted
earlier. Both Bob and Zoe stepped forward, not knowing exactly what to expect.
"Now don't be nervous," Amanda told them, "Rhonda, why don't you start, Zoe,
come here beside me and watch."

Zoe stepped beside Amanda who was twice her size and perhaps 10-inches taller.
Both women turned their attention to Rhonda. I knew what Rhonda was going to
do. She moved Bob to face her. Bob, trim and athletic, wore a pair of gray
board shorts. Rhonda looked the man directly in the eyes and brought her arms
up behind her head, with her stilettos on, her firm, ample, breasts were at
eye level with the man. She tightened her midsection and Bob's eyes drifted
down to her C-kini. "Go ahead Bob," Rhonda said softly, "Take it off me, but
don't use your hands." The guests didn't make a sound and I thought they might
have been holding their breath.

Bob crouched down and taking a corner of the C-kini in his mouth pulled it
free. As it cleared her clit, Bob gave and audible gulp. "Kiss it, Bob, let me
feel that tongue on my clit," Rhonda purred. He dropped the thong from his
mouth and tentatively licked Rhonda's clit. "Thank you Bob, you may climax
now," and from his crouched position, he did just that. Rhonda relaxed her
flex and taking the man by the shoulders, guided him to his feet and turned
him around so that the others could see his stained shorts. Bob, of course,
blushed, but Rhonda beamed. The group let out a collective sigh.

"What we wanted to point out is that the ultimate effect of my serum is also
control. Control of your muscles and mind," Amanda said. Then looking slightly
down at Zoe, Amanda said, "I'm going to make love to you, do you understand,
Zoe?" "Yes," she said and Amanda gave her a gentle slap on the face.
Immediately Zoe's hand went to her cheek. "When you talk to me from now on you
will refer to me as mistress or Mistress Amanda, do you understand?" "Yes,
mistress," the girl replied. "Good, Zoe," and Amanda stood in front of the
woman and reaching around, unfastened her top. She peeled it from her
shoulders and then tossed it to me.

Next, Amanda crouched in front of Zoe, a bent knee on either side of the
woman's legs and slowly pulled the thong down her legs. Amanda let it fall to
the pool deck and said, "Step out of it." Zoe did, but didn't back up as
Amanda knew she wouldn't. My mistress had her now, I knew. Before getting back
to her feet, Amanda placed her index finger against Zoe's clit and briefly
slipped it inside her. The crowd gasped. She withdrew it and licked her
finger. "Hmm," she said as she got back to her feet.

"Your turn, Zoe," Amanda said, "kiss me" and Zoe stepped forward to kiss
Amanda, but the muscle goddess took her shoulders and directed her down. "Kiss
my clit, bitch, lick me." Amanda knew the rough talk would make the young girl
excited and she was right. Zoe lapped at Amanda's clit.

Amanda did not allow her clit to get hard. She knew that this was neither the
time nor the place but she did allow herself the pleasure of a short orgasm.
"That's right, bitch," Amanda said, "Take me. I'm going to come, take my
juice, baby, take all of me," at which point she squirted a fine stream into
Zoe's waiting mouth. Several others in the audience also climaxed as they had
been stroking themselves while watching the performance.

Once done, Amanda with a finger under Zoe's chin, stood the girl up and said,
"Thank you. You did well," and turned to face the group once more, "see,
control. It's about power, beauty and control."

"But what about the men," one woman shouted out. "What about them," Amanda
asked, "As Rhonda showed with Bob, they are here to pleasure us. By pleasuring
us, they pleasure themselves. Isn't that right, John?" "You're right,
mistress, pleasuring you and Mistress Rhonda is very satisfying."

"Please, enjoy yourself," Amanda said, "Rhonda and I will mingle and answer
individual question. Thank you."

"Mistress," Bob said to Rhonda, "thank you, I look forward to working with you
and Mistress Amanda." Rhonda looked at the man and said, "Don't be a kiss ass,
Bob, you're a wimp. Let's see that puny cock of yours". Bob hesitated and
Rhonda raised her hand as if to slap him, but Bob said, "Please don't," and
slid his shorts down. Rhonda grabbed his cock and then called for me. "John,
show Bob here what a real cock should look like." I slid my shorts down
allowing my manhood to spring forth. This drew the attention of several nearby
women and one or two of the men. "Thank you, John," Rhonda said and I pulled
my shorts up and walked off.

Rhonda let go of Bob's penis as if it were disgusting, and strode off leaving
the crestfallen Bob to hang his head and go in a different direction.

As Amanda and Rhonda circulated amongst the guests, several slipped out of
their bathing suits. Zoe retreated to her chaise lounge and I sat on a chair
next to her. "You did well," I told her. Shading her eyes against the sun, she
looked at me and said, "Do you enjoy being dominated by Amanda and Rhonda?"
"Yes," I said, "I know a lot of people wouldn't understand it, but I enjoy
being taken care of and pleasuring my two mistresses. Not just the sex, but
the overall state of mind. Do you understand?" "Yes, I think I'm beginning
to," she said, "I feel like I was hypnotized by Amanda's power and beauty."
"Exactly," I said.

Amanda appeared at my elbow. "Zoe, Rhonda and I need to see you in my study,"
Amanda said, then moved on to a couple not too far away. "What's that all
about," Zoe asked me. "I'm afraid I don't know, Zoe, but you best not
disappoint my mistresses," I said and moved in the direction of the house.

Amanda sat behind her desk. There were seven single women, including Zoe,
three couples that, both husband and wife, worked at Biomax, and two single
men assembled in the study, as well as Amanda and Rhonda standing to her
right. I stood nearest the door.

"Thank you for joining us," Amanda said, "Rhonda and I have been watching your
performance at work, and consider you part of the Biomax inner circle. You
have been chosen to continue to take part in the experiment that I mentioned
earlier, but before I go further, please remove your swim wear."

If that seemed an odd request, no one questioned it. Amanda, Rhonda and Zoe
were already naked.

"Let me start by stating some ground rules," Amanda said, "for those of you
men and women who are in need of, how shall I say this, some grooming, we
expect you to be free of hair. Second, you will continue to take pride in your
body; daily workouts, good nutrition and daily supplements are required.
Third, you will require those in your charge to develop good work habits.
Fourth, you will not question Mistress Rhonda or I and be available to us and
lastly, you will do what we require. Do you understand?"

"Yes, mistress," the group said in unison. Amanda smiled, and said, "Thank
you. Now perhaps you are asking yourself, 'What will I get out of this?' Let
me say, Mistress Rhonda and I are extending to you limited power and control.
You will be the future of Biomax."

"Now, in celebration of this move to the future, I've prepared a little
'cocktail'," Amanda said, "John, if you'll pass around the glasses." I did and
everyone held their cups and raised them as Amanda said, "Here's to the
future; to a stronger company, stronger bodies and prosperity as well." Amanda
drained her glass as did the others.

"That was good, mistress," Teri Thomas from human resources said, "Mind if I
ask what was in it." "That was a concentrated 'cocktail' of my muscle growth
formula with some juice to counteract the bitterness of the herbs and other
ingredients. I'm glad you liked it. You'll like it better in a few minutes."
Teri looked at her quizzically.

"Ladies, gentlemen, I suspect in a few minutes you will feel warmth spread
though out your body. Please, don't be alarmed. It's my formula beginning to
work on your muscles, stimulating them to grow towards their full potential.
The stimulation emits a sensation that is best described as heat," Amanda
said, "Teri, if you wouldn't mind."

Teri moved to stand by Amanda and as the fifteen people in the study watched,
Teri's body began to change. Each muscle grew perceptibly becoming more
pronounced. Veins which had been barely visible before seemed to increase in
size, carrying more blood to muscles. Her shoulders appeared broader and
tapered to a narrow waist. Even her breasts became firmer.

I was standing near Mark, a fit looking chemist and it appeared his shoulders
broadened and waist narrowed as well as obtaining more definition. "Awesome,"
he muttered under his breath. Margaret, from payroll, was watching Mark, but
her focus was on his penis which also seemed to be reacting to the muscle
growth formula. She reached out and took his member in the palm of her hand
examining it with no more thought than if she were looking at a zucchini in
the market.

Ralph and Gina Brown, one of the three couples in the core group, watched each
other as their transformation took place. Ralph, an outside salesman became
'thicker' while his quads increased in size. He flexed his biceps and they
jumped to attention. Gina, who was the production secretary, looked as if she
stepped from the pages of a fitness magazine. The couple embraced and Ralph
did nothing to hide his erection, rather Gina began to stroke him to an
orgasm.

"What you are experiencing is normal given the potency of the drug you have
taken," Amanda said, "please, don't be inhibited, take your time. Rhonda and I
will rejoin the rest of our guests. Come out to the patio when you wish."

With that, Amanda, Rhonda and I and a few others padded back to the patio.
Once we were outside, conversation seemed to quiet and then died altogether as
those standing there turned to look at us. I noticed several of the male
guests, their erections clearly visible in their trunks, were staring at the
women of the group.

Mindi Weber, now a muscular red head walked to one of the others and looking
him in the eyes said, "Remove your bathing suit and pleasure me, Tom." Tom was
powerless to refuse and no sooner had he shed his trunks than he sank to his
knees and was lapping at Mindi's clit.

Other's paired up as Amanda, Rhonda and I watched and circulated through the
group. Soon the balance of the core group emerged from the study and joined us
on the patio.

"It looks like the party was a success," Amanda said to Rhonda. "Yes, I would
say so," Rhonda replied, "but the real proof will come at work, how these
people respect each other in the workplace." "I'm sure we'll need to make an
example of one or two of them," I added.

Couples and singles began to drift away. One of the last to leave was Bob and
Liz Ryan. Bob was in charge of security at Biomax while his wife Liz was in
the IT group and I had heard, a first rate programmer. The couple, now dressed
in their bathing suits and cover-ups, was ready to leave.

"Liz," Amanda said, "Do we have the capabilities to monitor individual
workstations?" "Yes, mistress, although I would need to get some software to
install," Liz said, "I can set that up for you." "Good, Liz," Amanda said,
"I'd like for you to do that as soon as possible." "Certainly," Liz said.

Bob said, "Thank you mistress. I love what the drug has done to me," and ran a
hand over his taut abs beneath his T-shirt, "and what it's done for Liz too."
"It was our pleasure," Amanda replied, looking at Rhonda, "let Rhonda know if
there's anything you need with security, OK?" "Yes, mistress," Bob said, "I'll
let Rhonda know."

Howard and Brian Baxter were cleaning up plates and drink cups. Maria was
loading the dishwasher. I looked at Amanda and Rhonda and said, "I think that
went well. We have a good bunch in the core group." "I agree," Rhonda said,
"but time will tell."

And we would learn how true that was soon enough.