Genie Part 3
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
A fictional short story of a young muscle maiden and her life.


Note: If any reader's have suggestions for the exploits of 'Genie', please
email at the above address. I hope you enjoy the stories ... Muscle Fan

'She didn't say how much?' I asked. 'No, only that we'd be happy with the
offer.' Alicia said, 'How about you and I go shopping?'

'Sure, Alicia, that sounds like fun,' I said.

We dressed. I wore a pair of walking shorts and a tank top. The tank top felt
a little snug, as did my bra, so I thought I might pick new ones up while we
were out. Alicia also wore shorts, a tank top and loose blouse. No bra. I
could see her nipples beneath the fabric, but this didn't seem to bother her.

We drove into town. She parked on a street lined with specialty shops. The
first shop we entered specialized in lingerie, so I browsed the racks of the
various bras. Alicia selected several and urged me to try them on. She stood
just inside the dressing room as I tried each on. Next we browsed the panties
that were layed out on several tables. Again, I selected several pair as did
Alicia.

A couple of doors away was a boutique. Skirts, slacks, blouses and accessories
filled the shop. I browsed the tank tops and found several that I liked. I
tried them on and noted I needed a larger size. Alicia was looking at the rack
of skirts and I saw two that caught my eye. A suede mini and a shiny black
number that when I held it up, stopped at mid-thigh. Mom would never allow me
to buy these, but Alicia encouraged me to try them on.

'Wow,' Alicia said eyeing me in the leather mini, 'you look great. I'd swear
you were in your twenties with that on.' The shiny black skirt elicited the
same response. Alicia had located two mini-skirts for herself, one with a
leopard print and one with a zebra print. For a woman of 33, she did have nice
looking legs and loved to show them off.

We went to a shoe store and a casual wear shop. Each had items that we loved.
We headed back to Alicia's car and put our purchases in the trunk, but before
getting in, Alicia spotted a swimsuit shop. 'Custom Swimsuits' the sign in the
window said, with 'mixed sizes available' written below that.

One wall was all bottoms and the opposite was all tops. Cover ups, sandals,
beach bags, sunglasses, etc. occupied the center of the store. I felt like a
kid in a candy store. I selected a couple of bottoms and corresponding tops.
The sales clerk showed me to a dressing room. The stall had a cloth 'door'
that separated it from the rest of the shop.

I shed my shorts, tank top and bra. I was just pulling the bikini bottom up
when the sales girl peered in. 'How are you doing, miss?' she asked. 'I'm
doing OK,' I said and was trying to hook the top around my chest. 'It looks
like you need a little larger top, let me go get it,' the clerk said and
disappeared back into the store returning a minute later with a larger top.
'Here, let me help you,' she said and I put my arms through the straps and
turned so that she could hook the top across my back. 'You certainly have a
nice back,' she said and I felt her fingers caress my shoulder blades and
slide down to the small of my back. 'Thanks,' I said, and turned to face her.
Her eyes met mine, but then slid down to take in my breasts. 'You almost need
a bigger cup size,' she pointed out and ran her fingers along the edge of the
swimsuit top.

I could feel my nipples harden and I noticed in the mirror that they were
quite evident beneath the suits material.

I felt as if the heat in the shop had risen ten degrees. The muscles in my
shoulders and chest seemed tighter. Before I realized what I was doing, I
grabbed the clerk's wrist and guided her hand to my pubic area. A smile
crossed her lips. I shut my eyes at her touch and tilted my head back. She
lightly fingered my mons through the fabric of the suit. I let out a soft moan
and she moved her hand inside the material. As she fingered my labia, I
climaxed.

'Finger me' I told her softly, and she put her forefinger inside my vagina and
stroked. Within a minute or two, I climaxed once more, this time much harder,
drenching her hand and the bikini bottom. She withdrew her hand and licked my
cum from her fingers, looking at me through hooded eyes.

She put her middle finger to my lips and I took it into my mouth savoring my
own juices.

She withdrew her finger and I kissed her softly, slipping my tongue into her
mouth, touching tongues.

I placed my hands on either side of her rib cage and lifted her off the
ground. Even though she was my height she felt light as a feather. She looked
down at me and smiled.

As I was lowering her, the bikini top I was wearing snapped. She took it from
my shoulders and looked at it. 'I've never seen this happen before,' she said
and then looked at my chest. I followed her stare in the mirror. My upper body
seemed broader than before and there were now the beginning of stiations above
my breasts. My breasts were definitely fuller and abs, while solid before, now
had the outline of a six-pack.

I glanced at her reflection and her mouth was open as she stared at my body. I
smiled and raised both arms striking a double bicep pose. My biceps lept into
a tight, softball size, knot.

I peeled the now soaked bikini bottom from my hips, handing it to the clerk.
She either didn't notice that it was drenched or didn't care. 'I'm sorry,' I
said, 'that I ruined your suit.' 'That's OK, miss,' she said, 'I'll get you a
new one,' and tearing her eyes away from my body, scurried out of the dressing
room.

I placed one leg in front of me and tightened my quads. Defined muscle popped
from my legs. They looked like a smaller version of my mother's when I had
watched her at pose downs at bodybuilding shows. 'Must be in the genes,' I
thought, 'or maybe it's the 'supplement' pills that I've been taking'.

The sales girl returned as I was squeezing back into my shorts. The tank top I
had worn into the shop was now drawn taught across my frame. 'Here,' she said,
handing me a large bag bearing the stops logo, 'I put a larger suit in here
that you tried on as well as a couple of others. There's no charge.'

'Thank you,' I said and gave her a parting kiss on her cheek. I reentered the
shop to find Alicia paying for her purchases at the couter.

'Ready, Genie?' she asked. 'Yes, Alicia, did you find something you liked?' I
said. 'One or two items,' she replied.

As we headed out of the shop, I turned to the salesgirl that had helped me and
said, 'I don't believe I caught your name.' 'It's Marcia,' she said, 'come
back anytime and I'll be glad to help you,' and gave me a big smile.

'I know you will,' I replied and Alicia and I walked out of the shop. As we
were putting our packages in the trunk with the rest of our purchases, Alicia
asked, 'What was that all about?' 'What,' I asked. 'When the clerk said, 'come
back any time and I'll be glad to help you,' Alicia said, 'you replied, 'I
know you will'. What did you mean by that?'

On the drive back to Alicia's I told her about the incident in the dressing
room. I didn't leave out anything. Aunt Alicia kept glancing at me, but showed
no surprise. Finally as we neared our house, she said, 'You know, Genie, you
remind me a lot of myself, although I didn't experience what you just did
until I was older. You're becoming a dominate woman. I'll help you if you
like. You'll find a satisfaction with the 'gift' you've got.'

'Gift', I thought as she parked in the drive, 'what gift?'

To be continued ...