The Alternative Life - Part 13
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
A short story of a muscle goddess.


After the boxing or wrestling match at Club FX, Amanda felt energized. She had
made $1,800 for the one fight and hadn't really worked up a sweat. True, her
opponent had been another woman, but she wasn't a school girl, she had some
guns but had opened her stance enough for Amanda to get a couple good shots
in. This new hobby was exciting for her and her mind kept drifting to it.

She was having breakfast with Ruth and Diego. "So," Amanda asked, "what did
you think of the match last night?" Ruth said, "Quite frankly, I was worried
about you. That woman could have taken your head off and she looked like she
was going to for a while. It was good you got a break." "Got a break," Amanda
asked, "don't you think my skill had something to do with it?" "Sure, but what
happens if you go up against a man next time. Some of those guys are tough,"
Ruth said. "That's why I have to be prepared," Amanda said.

"What are the chances of you getting me a script for steroids? Just so I can
bulk up a little, you know," Amanda asked. "No way," Ruth said, "I'm not
losing my license over that," she got up and headed for the bedroom, "now I've
got to get ready for work."

Diego who had been sitting there at the table said to Amanda, "If you want, I
have a cousin who can get something for you in Mexico, Mistress Amanda."
"Really," Amanda said, "that would be great. I'll give you the money. I just
want to be ready for a real challenge."

Diego followed through and did get Amanda some steroids through a cousin in
Mexico. It had been several weeks since he or Ruth had seen Amanda. She had
been at home and either working or working out in her gym. She was now a woman
on a 'mission', and that mission was to become the best female ring competitor
that Club FX had ever seen.

Tonight she had chosen to drop by Ruth's and see if they noticed her change.
She wore a black suede mini-skirt with her 3-inch stiletto pumps and a
turquoise silk blouse.

She rang the bell and Diego answered. As soon as he saw her, his eyes widened
slightly. "Mistress Amanda, you look fantastic. Apparently the 'package' I
gave you is helping," Diego said. "Yes, my lifting has increased as well as my
indurance, but tell me, you haven't said anything to Ruth about it have you?"
Amanda asked. "No, not at all, come on in," Diego replied.

Amanda went into the family room and Ruth got to her feet, "Oh, my God!" What
have you done with yourself? You look fantastic, let me see you," Ruth said.
Amanda did a slow pirouette and then unbuttoned her blouse. "So, Ruth, do you
think all the working out has paid off?" Amanda asked. Ruth couldn't believe
it. Amanda stood before her with at least 17-inch biceps and a chest that was
to die for. Her breasts, which were one of her best assets before were now
striated and gave an almost armor plated appearance. Veins in her arms were
prevalent and when she did a double bicep pose, Ruth gasped slightly. The
muscles in Amanda's arms jumped. Even her trapezius muscles were huge.

"You must be doing some heavy lifting," Ruth said. "Yes, I've been eating
right, running and lifting heavier than I ever have," Amanda said and unzipped
her skirt, letting in fall to the floor and stepping out of it.

Amanda's 'V' shaped body was even more pronounced. Her quads were veiny and
well defined. Her 8-pack abs were solid. She did another pirouette and Ruth
saw that even her butt was striated and the calves were as big as her biceps.

"I think I'm ready to go back to Club FX, what do you think?" Amanda asked.
Ruth said, "There's no doubt that you're ready, when are you going?" "There's
no time like the present, what do you say, want to come?" Amanda asked. "Sure,
how about you Diego, want to tag along?" Ruth asked. "Wouldn't miss it for the
world, Mistress'," Diego answered.

They drove to the club and Amanda spoke with Mr. Smith, the club owner. He
seemed reluctant to give her a match tonight, but when Amanda literally picked
up a wooden chair that had been in the corner of the room and ripped it apart
reducing it to kindling, Mr. Smith reconsidered.

Smiling, Amanda went to the dressing room to get ready. Ruth and Diego found
seats near the ring and watched the last of a fight between Geri, the black
girl Ruth had met before, and an overweight, out of shape, man that looked
like an insurance salesman. Geri was pulling her punches and not really doing
any damage, but was getting ready to put the guy on the canvas. She did so
with a flying kick and the man never got up. Geri circled the ring collecting
some bills but not as many as she was use to getting. As she walked past where
Ruth and Diego were sitting, she gave Ruth a wink of acknowledgement.

In the dressing room, Amanda had put on a gold g-string that she had brought.
Geri came in and seeing Amanda said, "Hey, I see you came back," and gave
Amanda a hug. Their breast touched and Geri could feel the solid power.
"You've been working out haven't you, Amanda?" Geri asked. "Absolutely, I
wanted to be ready when I came back." Amanda said. "You'll need to be, this
next fight was suppose to be mine, but I wasn't looking forward to it. The guy
is an animal. He likes to hit women; wife, mistress, whoever and fancies
himself as a real lover. But I think you can take him. Maybe teach him a
little about respect," Geri said. "I'll do my best," Amanda said, and heard
the announcement over the PA for her fight.

The guy in the ring, Jack, was young with dark hair and an athletic build. He
had a flat stomach and was bouncing his pec muscles up and down just for show.
He wore a Speedo and Amanda was happy to see that he was better built than a
lot of the men she had seen. Amanda entered the ring and his smug expression
faded. He had expected Geri. Amanda flexed her pecs and the murmur in the
crowded club grew.

They met at the center of the ring and Jack said, "Where did you come from
bitch, some stable somewhere?" "Look, ass wipe, keep it clean and I won't hurt
you too bad, but fuck up and you'll get carried out on a stretcher," Amanda
said.

They went back to their corners and came out with the sound of the bell. They
circled each other and Jack threw the first blow. It hit Amanda in the
shoulder but did no damage. She began to jab back after about five minutes;
Jack was getting a little winded. He was also starting to step back rather
than advancing. Amanda picked up on that and allowed him to take a body shot
to her chest, momentarily dropping his guard. When he did this, she connected
the side of his jaw with her left hand. Jacks head snapped back.

This seemed to wake him up and he aggresively stepped into her punches. This
proved a grave mistake. Amanda hit him in the upper torso with a series of
body punches; she then gave him a right upper cut just below the chin. This
lifted Jack off the canvas and then he dropped like a sack of potatoes.
Unfortunately, the bell sounded and Amanda went to her corner and a ring
assistant helped Jack to his.

Round two and Jack was slow coming out of his corner. Amanda got an inside
right to his ribs and heard one or two crack. Jack's breathing was becoming a
little more labored. Amanda got inside and had the man in a headlock. She
could have easily finished him off, but instead, whispered in his ear; "If I
ever hear of you hurting another woman again, I'm going to beat your ass so
bad, you won't be able to sit or stand, do you understand?" Jack managed to
nod his head. "Good, now we're not done yet, but soon," Amanda said. And
that's when she shoved him into one of the corner posts. She then went and,
grabbing the turnbuckles, crushed him into the post. The post was padded, but
she crushed him so that she heard more ribs snap. That was music to her ears.

She let him fall, then reversed her stance and brought Jack's head up between
her meaty thighs pulling on his hair. She began to apply pressure and he began
slapping her thighs to get her to release him. Jack's head felt like it would
split open. She pleased the crowd by doing some upper body muscle flexes. When
she thought he had had enough of her head scissor, she again let him fall to
the mat. It was then that the bell rang signalling the end of round two.

Round three and Jack answered the bell flat-footed. He took a wild swing at
Amanda who side stepped the punch and drove her fist into his ribs, again
breaking a few. He staggered back and was on the ropes when she kneed him in
the groin. It was a prime target and she thought she might as well hit it.
When Amanda stepped back from Jack, he went to the mat, face first. She stood
on the second rope and jumped off on top of the helpless man, landing square
on his back. At this point, Jack was out cold.

Amanda got up and to the cheering crowd, did a victory lap around the ring.
The fans were chanting her name and pressed against the ring with their bills
in hand. She collected them then said, "I'll be back. Thanks for supporting me
and I hope to see you here again." She figured a little shmoozing wouldn't
hurt.

Back in the dressing room, she stripped out of her gold g-string and grabbed a
bottle of sports drink from her locker. She downed the drink in several
swallows and headed off to the shower. Just as she was stepping into a stall,
a punch landed on her kidney and a hand grabbed her from behind and spun her
around. Joanne Norton had been waiting for her and she was pissed.

"Ever since you got lucky in our match, I've been waiting for you to come back
here, bitch, now I'm going to get revenge for your cheating," Joanne said.
"Cheating? What the hell are you talking about, cunt, I'm just better than you
are, now get the hell out of here while you can," Amanda said. Joanne drove
her fist into Amanda's solid mid section. It sounded like she had slapped a
side of beef. Amanda didn't even flinch, but instead said, "Is that the best
you got, cunt, because if it is, you better run."

Joanne, not to be intimidated, gave Amanda a left cross to her right breast
and brought her right fist back to hit Amanda in the face, but Amanda, grabbed
her fist and brought it up behind Joanne's back, spinning the woman face first
into the tiled shower stall. With her free hand, Amanda grabbed Joanne's
sweater from behind and tore it from her body. She unhooked her bra and pulled
Joanne's skirt down. Now the only thing she had on was a pair of thong
underwear. With the snap of elastic, these too were on the floor. The total
disrobing of Joanne only took a minute.

Amanda leaned next to Joanne's ear and said, "OK, cunt, I gave you ample
opportunity to get out of here. I don't know what your problem is, but I want
to teach you not to mess with me." She then punched Joanne in the kidney. Not
a hard blow, Amanda thought, just hard enough to make her feel it. Joanne's
bladder gave and she peed. "What the hell? You pissed yourself, bitch," Amanda
said. She spun the woman around to face her and with one hand around her neck,
lifted her off the ground pinning her to the wall. Amanda then hit Joanne with
her free hand in the solar plexis.

Amanda held Joanne fast against the wall by her neck and it wasn't long before
the woman passed out. Amanda took her back into the locker room and locking
the door, laid her on the massage table. Amanda released her 'she-cock' and
began stroking herself to an erection. Once stiff she inserted her cock in
Joanne's vagina and began thrusting. Soon she penetrated and began to pick up
the rythem. As she was nearing her climax, she withdrew her member and walked
to the head of the table.

Joanne was still unconcious, but Amanda forced open her mouth and shot her
load of cum into it. Joanne, stratled back to conciousness began joking on the
cum. Amanda grabbed her hair and said, "You better swallow that, bitch,
because if you don't I'm going to knock you out again." Joanne continued to
sputter and gag. Amanda gave her a roundhouse to the chin and the woman was
out again.

Amanda left Joanne on the massage table and went off to shower. She loved to
run her hands over her muscles and stroke her cock. 'I swear it's gotten
bigger,' Amanda thought, 'it must be about 9-inches now when I'm fully
erecet.' Amanda stepped from the shower stall and towelled off. She went back
to the dressing room and seeing that Joanne was still passed out on the
massage table, shook her head.

'Well, I don't want to leave her here,' Amanda thought, 'I'll put her in the
shower room,' and removed her from the table and took her back to the shower
room. She laid Joanne on the floor there. Amanda, still with her cock exposed,
now had to piss, so she aimed her stream on the face of Joanne. 'Ahh, that
feels good,' thought Amanda as she humiliated Joanne once again. Amanda was
nearly done when Joanne came to again.

"What the fuck!" screamed Joanne. Amanda smiled and walked into the dressing
room, tucked her now soft cock back into its vaginal hiding place and got
dressed. When Amanda left the dressing room, Joanne was still in the shower
undoubtedly trying to wash the piss off her body and the cum from her mouth.
It gave Amanda satisfaction to know that she humiliated the woman so bad.

Ruth and Diego met her outside. "That took a while," Ruth said, "We were
beginning to worry." "I had a fan that wouldn't let me go," Amanda said, "But
I gave her what she wanted and probably more than she bargained for." Amanda
smiled and gave Ruth and Diego a smile.

Once back at Ruth's, Amanda was horny. Her sex with Joanne had been unplanned,
rushed and not very fulfilling. She needed to take her time and Ruth was just
the person to do that with. "You look like you're getting even more ripped, if
that's at all possible," Ruth said. Amanda smiled at her and flexed her quads,
then shook out the muscles. She ran a hand from knee to crotch and then across
her 8-pack abs. Finally she cupped both breasts and said, 'Don't you love
these tits, Ruth? Have you ever seen a woman as strong and powerful as me? Lay
on the bed little one, I want to screw you."

Ruth did as she was told. She couldn't believe the size of Amanda's cock once
it was hard. Amanda was rough in her love making. She came in a frenzy. Ruth
knew that something was going through Amanda's mind, she just didn't know
what.

They both fell asleep exhausted and spent.