The transformation - part 6
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
The continuing saga of muscle transformation of a brother and sister.


Nancy, the African-American roommate of Joanna and Jack Jaegger had expressed
interest in gaining more muscle mass and definitions. Joanna at 6'-3" was
definitely the matriarch of the house. Her brother, Jack, was the only male
presence. The other two occupants that shared the Jaegger house were Maria and
Nancy. Maria generally tended to be the quiet one with a deep olive complexion
and hazel eyes; she stood about 5'-7" and was well defined. Nancy, also with a
well defined build was also 5'-7" in height, but she was more of the outgoing
one of the foursome.

"So, Jack, what do you think of Nancy getting as big as me?" Joanna asked. She
knew that Jack had strong feelings for Nancy and wanted to see how he felt
about the matter. They were alone in their master bedroom, Joanna doing one of
her favorite past times, posing and watching her reflection in their full
length mirror. Jack, who loved his sister and loved watching her pose, said,
"She actually said she wants to be bigger? Gee, I don't know, what would that
do to the dynamics of the house, sis? You've always been the biggest." "True,
I have been," Joanna said, "but maybe it wouldn't be so bad having another
'muscle goddess' around here. Maybe the two of you would have to get your own
place eventually." "Come on, sis, I would never leave you," Jack said. "I've
seen how you look at Nancy, Jack. You've got a little more feelings than just
muscle lust," Joanna said. "Well, if that's what she wants, it's fine by me.
Maybe we should just give her 5cc's of the growth serum and see how that
goes," Jack said.

That evening, after a morning of running and free weight exercises, laps in
the pool and a short visit with friend Eva, they were sitting around the
living room TV, watching the news. The local news was on and there was a story
about a third rape being committed in the Napa area. Speculation was growing
that this couldn't have been a local resident but perhaps someone from Oakland
or the Bay Area. All four watched with interest. Soon after the piece, Nancy
said, "I'd love to catch that bastard and make him pay for what he's done."
Maria chimed in, "Me too, I'd be happy to break every rib in his miserable rig
cage. Mistress, if its' OK with you, I'd like to go to bed now." Generally,
such formalities such as calling Joanna, 'mistress', was reserved for outside
the house. "Sure, Maria, sleep tight," Joanna said.

Once Maria had left, Joanna said to Nancy, "Jack and I have decided to let you
have another 5cc's of the growth serum. However, bear in mind that this house
is mine and Jack's and I don't wish to get into a power struggle with you, do
you understand?" "Yes, mistress, I understand, and you have my word that you
will always be the 'Mistress of the house'," Nancy replied. Jack went into the
bedroom and returned a minute later with the syringe and 5cc's of the serum.
He administered the shot and the three waited.

Within 20 minutes, there was a lengthening of bones and expansion of muscle
and tissue. Nancy reported that she had a tingling warm feeling. She was
sitting on the floor with her back propped against the couch. Jack had his
knees on either side of her shoulders and he could literally see the muscle
growth. As Nancy grew, Jack felt himself growing or at least a portion of Jack
was growing. Finally it appeared like the transformation was complete. Nancy
stood up as did Joanna. Nancy appeared to be an inch taller than Joanna. That
would place her at 6'-4". Her chest, which was previously large, now was a
double D, with thick thumb size nipples. She had a wasp like waist and
washboard abs. Her thighs were like tree trunks and her calves were huge. She
did a double bicep pose and Joanna could only stare in wonder. Nancy's traps
and lats were huge as well.

Nancy went to Joanna and kissed her full on the lips, gently sliding her
tongue into Joanna's mouth. When she pulled back she said, "Thank you,
Mistress, now I'm a true goddess like you." "Jack, why don't you see if Nancy
is a goddess like me, I can tell you like what you see," Joanna said, looking
at Jack's erection.

Nancy swept Jack up in her arms and carried him to her bed. Joanna, not
wishing to be alone, headed for Maria's bed. She wanted to tell Maria about
Nancy before she had a chance to see her in the morning.

The next day, Nancy told Joanna she would need some new clothes. Joanna loaned
her a skirt and top as nothing fit the newly transformed muscle goddess. Nancy
and Jack headed to town to visit the boutique. The shop was nearly empty as
the two entered. Zoe was helpful and very efficient with the clients that were
there, but by no means let them linger.

Jack had never met Zoe, but she reminded him of a timid mouse. He introduced
himself. Since they were now the only ones in the store, Zoe locked the front
and back doors and turned the 'OPEN' sign around to read, 'CLOSED'. "Nancy,
you look like you've grown, have you been working out?" Zoe asked. "I have
grown, what do you think of the 'new me'?" Nancy asked. "I'm really impressed.
If I don't have anything in the shop that will fit you, I'm sure I can order
it." Zoe said. Zoe picked out a couple of outfits and Nancy a couple. She
stepped out of the line of sight from anyone brazen enough to look in the
window and proceeded to undress. Zoe couldn't tear her eyes away from the
black muscle beauty here in her shop. The light danced off her skin.

Jack too found himself caught up watching Nancy. In fact, both he and Zoe were
rooted where they stood watching Nancy move and flex. Nancy tried on a pair of
faux leather pants that would need to be taken in at the waist. They certainly
were snug in the thigh and crotch area. Zoe came forward and slid her hand in
the waistband of the pants, "I'll need to take these in an inch or so," Zoe
said. "That would be fine, mouse," Nancy said, "Do you find me attractive?"
The question caught Zoe a little off guard, "You have no idea how attractive
and sexy you are, Mistress," Zoe said and Nancy smiled. "Then unsnap these
pants and pleasure me," Nancy said. The sales girl did without a hesitation.
Jack couldn't take the sight of the sales clerk going down on Nancy. He
stepped out of his pants he was wearing and tossed his shirt aside. Naked he
stroked his lengthening member. Zoe, still lost in tonguing Nancy's clit
glanced up to see Jack standing over her with a raging hard on.

"Oh, my, you're huge," Zoe said without even thinking. Jack almost laughed and
said to her, "I'm 14-inches, do you think you can handle that or would you
just like to watch me service your muscle goddess?" "Please, I want to see you
do Mistress Nancy," Zoe said. Nancy merely stood there when Jack put the head
of his massive dick near her vagina. He entered her and wrapped both legs
around her hips. Nancy's vagina was milking his cock. Zoe looked on in
amazement, touching her small breasts and letting her fingers wander to her
inner thighs. Before Jack came, he withdrew and turned to Zoe, "I'm ready, I
want you to take all my cum and swallow it. Do you understand?" "Yes," she
said unsteadily, but locked her lips on the head of his penis. With just a few
more thrusts, Jack erupted. Much to Zoe's credit, she took it all. Maybe it
was the sudden influx of cum or the heat of the moment, but she felt a
tingling sensation. She felt alive for the first time in a long time.

"OK, Zoe, your turn, get out of that dress," Jack said. She did and lay on the
floor. Jack was gentle but firm and managed to get three climaxes out of Zoe
before he finally came again.

Nancy completed her shopping, selecting several dresses, skirts, blouses and
of course the faux leather pants. Zoe promised to have everything altered that
needed to be within a couple of days. Nancy and Jack dressed and left the
store. It took Zoe another 15-minutes to compose herself before re-opening the
shop. She actually had to run upstairs to her flat to splash some water on her
face and do a little repair to hair and make-up.

That night everyone was asleep with the exception of Joanna. She was working
in her lab when the phone rang. It was Zoe and she sounded terrified. She
could barely speak and when she did it was barely above a whisper. "Someone's
in the shop downstairs," she said, "I'm afraid he might come upstairs. What if
he's the rapist?", Zoe said. "Don't be afraid, I'll be there in a few minutes.
Just lock the door and wait for me," Joanna told her. Joanna left the house
and drove quickly to the boutique and Zoe's flat.

As she was nearing the shop, she saw a man run from the rear door, get in a
car and speed off. Joanna followed, but stayed well back so the man wouldn't
know he was being followed. Joanna keyed Zoe's speed dial number into her cell
and it was answered in a moment. Once Zoe heard who it was, she said, "You
just missed him, he ran out the back door. He took my money, but that's all.
I'm all right." "That's great, Zoe, I'm following him," Joanna said, "I saw
him run from the back of the shop. I'll get your money back. Lock up and go to
bed, I'll see you tomorrow."

The burglar, not suspecting anything, drove right to his apartment in Oakland.
Joanna parked and gave him a few minutes to settle in before she made her
move. When it looked as if no one was around, she knocked on his front door.
The man answered. "Can I help you?" he said. "Actually, Zoe sent me, may I
come in?" Joanna asked. "I don't know a Zoe," and started to shut the door.
Joanna quickly put her foot against the door so that he couldn't close it. She
pushed on the door and the man took a step back inside with Joanna quickly
following.

"Hey, look lady, what do you want? I don't know a Zoe, you must have the wrong
address," he said. "What's your name, asshole?" Joanna asked and the man
flinched at the coarseness of the question. "It's Eddy, but just get the hell
out of my apartment," he said and went to step around Joanna and grab the
doorknob. That was the wrong thing to do as Joanna grabbed his right arm and
threw him to the ground. "Heh, what are ya' doin'?," Eddy asked. Eddy was
probably 6'-4" and about 250 pounds. He wasn't use to being pushed around,
especially by a girl, a big girl, but a girl just the same. He made a move to
get to his hands and knees, but before he could find his balance, this woman
shoved him to the floor again using her bare foot.

"Where's the money you stole from my friend, Zoe?" Joanna asked. "I have no
idea what you're talking about," Eddy said. Joanna smacked the back of his
head with her open hand. It stung, she knew. "Ow, what the hell are you doing?
Who are you?" he said. "What I'm doing is getting my friends money back and as
to who I am, you may call me Mistress Joanna, got that asshole?" Joanna said.
"Yeah, I heard you, but I'll tell you again, I don't know anyone named Zoe."
Eddy said. Whack, Joanna open handed him again on the back of the head. "Ow,
son of a bitch, quit that," Eddy pleaded.

"Then speak with respect when addressing your superior," Joanna said. "Go fuck
your ... " But before he could finish the sentence, Joanna open handed the
side of his head. A small trickle of blood began to pool in his ear. "Look,
lady, I'm getting real mad about you hitting me." Eddy said. "Address me as
Mistress Joanna or you'll continue to get beat," Joanna said. "OK, OK, look,
Mistress Joanna, what money did this Zoe give to me?" "She didn't give you
anything, you stole it and I followed you here." Joanna said, and at this,
Eddy knew he'd have to bluff. "I don't know what you're talking about, I just
ran out for a bite to eat, honestly," he said. 'Whack!' Joanna slapped him
again, this time on the side of the head. "Where did you put the money? Be
quick and I'll get this over with and be on my way," Joanna told him.

"OK, enough of this slapping already, the money is on the dresser in the
bedroom," Eddy said. "Alright, let's go big boy," Joanna said and hoisted him
by the shirt collar and shoved him in the direction of the bedroom. Eddy went
into the bedroom ahead of Joanna and reached to the side of the door where he
kept his Louisville Slugger from his college days. He didn't take the time to
plant his feet as a good batter would do, but instead took a forward step to
clear the door and pivoted bringing the bat around about chest high hoping to
catch this bitch off guard. Joanna's lightening quick reflexes saved her as
she put out her left hand and caught the bat in mid-swing. Eddy just stared as
he was always a power hitter and for this 'chick' to stop a bat in mid-swing,
now that was impressive.

"Oh, Eddy, don't be such a pussy," she said, you don't stand a chance against
a woman like me." Joanna wrested the bat away from Eddy. "If I wanted, I could
shove this up your ass, but I won't, yet. Now are you going to behave?" Joanna
asked. "Yeah, yeah, there's the money," Eddy said pointing at the top of the
dresser, "please just take it and go." "Whoa, Eddy, I thought we'd party a
bit. Don't you want to party?" Joanna asked. Joanna tossed the bat into the
living room and she could tell that Eddy relaxed a bit with her not having a
weapon in her hands. Little did this bastard know.

"There doesn't look like there's much money there, Eddy, are you sure that's
all you took?" Joanna asked. "That's it, that's all she had," Eddy said. It
looked like less than $1,000 there to Joanna. "Lay on the bed, Eddy, on your
stomach," Joanna commanded. Eddy didn't move. Joanna merely raised her arm and
flexed her bicep as if she was going to swat him again. "Alright, you win,"
Eddy said and lay on the bed on his stomach. "That's better," Joanna said. She
opened up all the dresser drawers. There were socks, T-shirts, a couple of
sweaters and underwear. Under the underwear was a pile of cash. 'Why do men
always hide the valuables under the underwear', she thought. There was also a
.22 pistol. "Well, Eddy, looks like you were expecting trouble," Joanna said
as she laid the cash on top of the dresser. She continued to hold the gun,
opened the cylinder and ejected the bullets on to the floor. Joanna grasped
the end of the barrel and the hand grip and bent the barrel. She did this in
full view of Eddy. "What the fuck!" Eddy exclaimed. "You like that, Eddy?
Didn't think a woman could overpower you? Let me tell you something, I'm no
ordinary woman, I'm a muscle goddess, and I'm here to teach you a valuable
lesson. The lesson is respect. Respect for women and for submission to my
word," Joanna said.

"Now, I'm going to school you in respect, Eddy, do you understand?" Joanna
asked the still prone figure on the bed. "Look, you got the money, now just
clear off, I won't even call the cops," Eddy said. "Sweet, Eddy, you just
violated rule number one, you must call me 'mistress' or 'goddess', now I'm
going to have to punish you for that. You also violated rule number two; never
tell me what to do, I tell you what to do. Understand, Eddy?" Joanna said. But
before he could answer, she reached down and grabbed his left wrist, held his
little finger between her thumb and index finger and bent it backwards
snapping it instantly. Eddy let out a scream. She next did his ring finger and
again Eddy screamed. "See how easy that was," Joanna said, "two little lessons
learned. Good thing you have more fingers to go. I rather enjoy this, you
know." She dropped his wrist and hand back onto the bed, and unbuttoned the
blouse she had been wearing. "Don't want to wrinkle my new blouse while I'm in
the middle of some instruction, now do I Eddy?" Eddy said nothing, but was
holding his injured left hand in his right.

Joanna grabbed his right foot and twisted quickly, snapping the ankle bone
with a sound similar to a small tree limb being snapped. Eddy yelped and
nearly came off the bed. "Eddy, I asked you a question and you didn't answer
me. That's rude, Eddy. I can see you are going to be a difficult case," Joanna
said. "Please, why are you doing this to me?" Eddy pleaded. Joanna plucked up
Eddy's left wrist again and bent it snapping it as if it were a pencil. "Eddy,
Eddy, Eddy, we are getting way off track here. Look, I enjoy this, but I
haven't got all night. You have to learn not to steal and you most certainly
need to learn some respect, especially to your superiors." Joanna said. Eddy
looked as if he might pass out at any time. He was moaning low and his mouth
hung open as he was gasping for breaths.

"Now, let's get back to the question I asked you; you wouldn't want me to
wrinkle my blouse now, would you, Eddy?" Joanna asked. Eddy, his head reeling
with trying to understand what she was saying and his body wracked with pain,
said, "No, don't wrinkle your blouse." Joanna smiled, reached down and lifted
his left arm. She put one knee on the bed against his rib cage and pulled on
the arm, severely dislocating the shoulder. Eddy, now almost at the passing
out stage, only whimpered. "You must say, 'Yes, Mistress' when addressing me,
Eddy, do you understand?" Joanna asked.

Eddy tried to find the words, but was having trouble concentrating. His body
ached from head to toe. His breathing was shallow and he was still trying to
comprehend who and why he had been so savagely beaten. Joanna looked down at
the weak man on the bed, grabbed his upper torso lifting him slightly off the
bed and squeezed, snapping at least two and maybe three ribs. By this time,
Eddy didn't seem to register any new damage to his body.

"Well, Eddy, I don't think I've failed to impress upon you the severity of
disobeying your muscle goddess, but my work isn't over yet. Just lay here and
relax for a minute. I'll be right back," and she left the apartment to go to
her car. She came back a minute later after retrieving a small duffel from the
trunk. She unzipped it and removed a 12"-inch strap on dildo. Eddy, in his
daze, watched as this Amazon shed her skirt and buckled the dildo in place.
His mind tried sending warning signals that he should flee, but he was
powerless to move.

"Now, as I was saying, your final lesson will be in humility. You are going to
accept getting raped by your mistress, do you understand?" Joanna asked. In a
hushed, barely audible whisper, Eddy said, "Yes, mistress." "Excellent, Eddy,
let me get you comfortable," Joanna told him and smiled to herself know just
how uncomfortable this was going to be for him. She positioned him half on,
half off the bed. She put a pillow under his pelvis to elevate it slightly. He
was like a rag doll in her arms. She positioned the dildo at the entrance to
his ass and gently, almost lovingly, began the penetration.

Eddy's moaning intensified as he buried his face in the bedspread and stuck a
handful of the material between his teeth. "Ahh," Joanna said, "this is
wonderful, Eddy. You are such a bitch." After what seemed like an eternity to
Eddie, but was only 20 minutes, Joanna slowed her thrusting, finally
withdrawing the shaft.

"Alright, stud, let's roll you over, shall we?" Joanna said. Eddy managed
another, "Yes, mistress," but just barely.

She knelt on the bed over the man's face. She was facing his feet and had a
clear view of his cock. "Now Eddy, I want you to get that tongue working. I
want you to bring me off with your tongue. I'm not easy to get off, so you'll
have to work really hard. Got it?" Joanna asked. The frightened and somewhat
delirious man, mumbled, "Yes, mistress."

Joanna lowered herself on to his face. He took her labia into his lips and
began sucking, tentatively at first, then more greedily. Joanna noted that he
seemed to be a little more revitalized as she noted the semi-hard cock. "Come
on, Eddy, get that tongue in there," she said. He really did have a nice
tongue. Once he parted her vagina with his tongue, Joanna's muscles
constricted, trapping it in place. She rose up from her kneeling position and
Eddy's head came with her. "Just can't keep that tongue out of there, can you,
Eddy?" she asked and smiled at herself. Of course he couldn't pull his tongue
out of her, it was as if it were in a vice. She let her powerful vaginal
muscles rhythmically control his tongue.

Eddy was making muted mumbling sounds as Joanna neared climax. Finally with a
smile, she came. As she did, she squeezed his head with her powerful thighs.
He was trapped and lost air rapidly, blacking out.

Now, passed out on the bed, Joanna reached down and with the precision of a
surgeon, with her index fingernail, and removed the scrotum and dick from
Eddy. She pried open his mouth and placed them inside. It was a gruesome
scene. Eddy bled out in a matter of minutes.

Joanna, replaced the dildo in the duffel and placed the money in there as
well. She would make sure that Zoe got it. She had no idea how long it would
be before Eddy's body would be discovered, but she was confident that he had
finally learned his lesson. She smiled to herself for having the ability to
train these weak, pathetic and socially inept men how to behave. Perhaps she
should have gone into teaching as a profession instead of science. She
commended herself on having great people-skills.

She dressed and after one last look through the apartment, she left and drove
directly to Zoe's boutique. It was late, but Zoe would let her in. She avoided
the shop door and went up the stairway that led to the shopkeeper's apartment.
She wrapped on the door and Zoe let her in. Joanna thought she looked a little
thicker, not as frail, perhaps she's been working out.

"I brought your money," Joanna said and reached into the duffel to retrieve
it. She placed the money on a coffee table in front of the couch she was now
sitting on. "That looks like more than what I had in the cash register
downstairs, Mistress, how will I ever thank you?" Zoe said. "That's OK, it's
what the guy had in his apartment. He won't be needing it anymore, and as far
as thanking me, I'll think of something." Joanna said.

"Tell me, Zoe, have you been working out? You look a little more filled out,"
Joanna asked. "Your brother, Jack, came by with Nancy and he and I got
together, Mistress, was that alright?" Zoe asked. "My brother can be quite the
stud at times. He likes to 'perform' if you know what I mean," Joanna said,
"Jack makes a good lover, I know." "Yes he does," said Zoe, "and he's a great
looking guy too."

"I'll let him know that you think so, now about thanking me, how would you
like to make love to me?" Joanna asked. "Oh, mistress, I'd love to please
you," Zoe said. "Very well, I brought a strap-on, I want you to make love to
me the way Jack made love to you," Joanna said and produced the strap-on from
her duffel, "Let's go into the bedroom where we can be more comfortable."

Zoe got undressed and was putting on the dildo as best she could since she was
distracted by the sight of Joanna shedding her clothing and flexing as she
admired her reflection in the bedroom mirror. She was truly magnificent. Large
breasts with erect nipples, well defined biceps and triceps, a striated chest
and defined abs. She had a wasp-like waist atop the most gorgeous thighs and
huge calves. She loved to stare at herself as she moved her muscles and ran
her hands over the warm skin. "What do you think, Zoe?" "You are a goddess,
Joanna, a true goddess," Zoe said.

Joanna lay on the bed, still rubbing her chest, arms and stomach. Zoe knelt
between the Amazon's legs and guided the dildo into Joanna's waiting vagina.
"Watch this, Zoe," Joanna said and her muscular vagina began to move the
strap-on in an in and out motion. "What do you think of that?" Joanna asked.
"That is truly remarkable, mistress, I don't have to work or move at all, you
are in control," Zoe said. "Yes, I'm always in control" Joanna replied.

Joanna pleasured herself by contracting and releasing her vaginal muscles. Zoe
worshipped and sucked Joanna's breasts. Finally, Joanna was about to reach
orgasm and said to Zoe, "I'm going to cum, get down there and lap my cum."
"Yes, mistress," said Zoe and buried her face in Joanna's cunt. Soon she was
hit with a wave of juice. She lapped it up. "Oh, that felt good. I didn't get
that much pleasure disciplining that bastard that took your money," Joanna
said. "I'm happy I please you, mistress," said Zoe.

Joanna lay there rubbing Zoe's body remembering when her body was like that.
It seemed so long ago. She was thankful that she had transformed herself into
the Amazon she is today. She couldn't imagine going back to the way she use to
be, soft, timid, pushed around, no, that wasn't her any longer. 'Maybe I'll
give myself just a few more cc's of the 'transformation serum' to see what
will happen' Joanna thought. 'I'll never get pushed around or be timid again.'

Zoe was falling asleep in the arms of her mistress. Joanna didn't want to
distrurb her so she simply lay there. They both fell asleep. Tomorrow would
dawn a new day. She could go back to the house then. On to bigger and better
things.