The transformation ##' part 11
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
The continuing saga of a muscle goddess and her exploits.


Note: For those of you who have read 'The Transformation' series (parts 1 thru
10), here's a brief recap. I appreciate the possitive responses and wish to
thank you.

Joanna Jaegger is a true muscle goddess. She stands 6'-3" with short blonde
hair and gorgeous blue eyes. She is broad shouldered with 18" biceps and a 43"
chest. Her pectorals are double D's. She has a visible 8-pack set of abs, wasp
like waist and 30" quads. Her calves matched her biceps at 18". For anyone who
loves muscles on women, she could make you climax, whether you were a man or
woman, just by posing for you.

Joanna is brilliant with a high IQ and a knack for chemistry. She has invented
many vitamin supplements, but the ones that she was most proud of were for her
personal use. She produced a 'transformation serum' that when injectedgave the
subject massive muscles and growth. She is living proof of her own
'transformation serum.' Another chemical that she developed is an 'enlargement
cream'. This ointment or cream when applied topically produces amazing growth.
Its effects, however, unlike the 'transformation serum', are temporary. Both
Jack and Hank have used it successfully to enlarge their manhood. It proved
better than any commercially available enhancement drug on the market. The
other invention that she is proud of is a permanent depilatory that when once
applied, permanently eradicates all trace of hair. She likes her women and men
'clean'.

Joanna's brother Jack and his muscle mistress, Geri, now live a short distance
away from Joanna, in their own home. Jack, nearly as brilliant as his sister,
is a devout lover of muscle women. His love interest, Geri, is an
African-American goddess that stands just over 6' tall and has the dark brown
skin with muscles of the best female bodybuilder. She too is a product of
Joanna's 'transformation serum' so that she can serve and please Jack. Jack
and Joanna have a rather 'unusual' open relationship. They are brother and
sister, lovers, collaborators and best friends.

Joanna's now live in boyfriend is Hank, a detective for the Napa PD. Hank
Wilson is 6'-3" with a naturally muscular build. While he is strong, he is no
where near as strong as Joanna. He worships Joanna and the couple is a good
fit in every sense of the connotation.

Two other members of Joanna's household are Maria and Anthony. Maria is her
Hispanic live in cook and housekeeper. Maria is muscular, but no where near
the proportions of Joanna. At 5'-7" with her olive complexion, she is striking
and turns the heads of many of the men and women in town. Anthony is
submissive. Anthony is possibly a transgender although no one has put it quite
so bluntly. He is content to cook, clean and do the bidding of both Joanna and
Maria. He treats both Maria and Joanna as goddesses and Hank as a 'master'.
Maria feels a sort of 'motherly' attitude toward Anthony and both are
excellent 'seamstresses' doing custom work for Joanna as well as Geri.

Jack and Geri had settled into their new house. Jack was always proud of Geri
as she generated so many side long glances and outright stares from their
neighbors. Geri was pleased too, and did nothing to hide her gorgeous body.
Oh, she didn't flaunt it, but it was not uncommon to find her mowing the yard
in short shorts and a blouse tied just under her double D breasts, leaving her
8-pack abs and huge quads and calves for all to see and admire. She knew she
was a little intimidating for the men and women of the neighborhood.

One day, while Jack was off visiting Joanna, Geri was working around the house
when there was a knock on the door. Geri, clad in a bikini bottom and a halter
top, answered the door on the third knock. There stood a woman from down the
street who Geri had only seen as she had driven past her house.

"I'm sorry to bother you, ma'm, I'm Amy from two doors down. I was wondering
if you might help me open this jar of pickles?" Amy said. Geri, almost
laughed, but rather smiled broadly, "Sure, come on in, I'll see what I can do,
I'm Geri, by the way", and extended her hand to shake her vistor's hand.
Geri's hand enveloped Amy's and she was careful not to squeeze too hard as it
looked like Amy might faint at any momment. She seemed to be trembling a bit.
The two entered the neat living room. "Have a seat," Geri said, and holding
the jar of pickles in her left hand, used her right forefinger and thumb to
effortlessly twist off the lid. She made sure that Amy saw what little effort
this took.

"Wow," Amy said, "maybe I loosened it. I've been trying to get that off for
the last 10-minutes." "Yes," Geri replied, "I'm sure you loosened it. Can I
get you something, water, tea, lemonade or a Coke?" "I'd take some lemonade,
if it's not too much trouble," Amy said. "Not at all," Geri said, "I was just
about to make some, come on in the kitchen and you can watch, would you like
that, Amy?" Amy followed Geri into the kitchen. Amy was dressed in a
sleeveless cotton summer dress and was wearing sandals. Her hair was blonde,
shoulder length and was held off her face and ears with barets.

Geri reached a bowl on the top shelf of a kitchen cabinet giving Amy a nice
view of her butt, thighs and calves and set it on the island in the center of
the kitchen. "I'm afraid I make lemonade a little unconventionally, so don't
be shocked, OK?" Geri said. Amy, not sure what this meant, remained quiet and
watched.

The bowl of lemons was already on the island, and Geri picked one up, held it
over the empty bowl and squeezed. The lemon juice ran through her fingers into
the bowl. When no other drops were forthcoming, she tossed the empty rind into
the sink. She did the same with two other lemons. "Sometimes," Geri said, "I
crush them with my bicep. Would you like to see?" Amy managed a nod. Geri
placed a lemon in the crook of her elbow, and held it above the bowl of juice
and merely flexed. Instantly, the lemon exploded and the juice ran down Geri's
bicep into the bowl. Geri looked at Amy with a sly smile and licked her bicep.
"Hmm, that's good; would you like some, Amy?" Geri said. Amy, again, managed a
nod and stood holding onto the counter and licked Geri's bicep.

Geri said, "Let me show you one other way I crush the lemons, and I don't show
many people my special technique, but I can tell my secret is safe with you,
isn't it, Amy?" Amy could barely stand, so she took a seat on one of the
stools at the kitchen island.

Geri brought the bowl with juice in it around and placed it on the floor in
front of Amy. She then removed her bikini bottom. "I hope this doesn't shock
you, Amy, I generally do this when I'm alone, but I can tell, you're
interested in how to make perfect lemonade." She placed a lemon against her
clit and, straddling the bowl, squeezed the lemon, allowing most of the juice
to fall into the bowl, but some to trickle down her legs. "Now tasting the
juice after squeezing them this way isn't as easy as licking my bicep," Geri
said, and reached down with a finger, inserted it in her clit, then lifted it
to her lips. "Why don't you try some of that juice, see if you notice any
difference," Geri told Amy, "I think it's a lot sweeter."

Amy eagerly complied. She knelt on the floor and licked Geri's clit and thighs
free of lemon juice. Geri looked down at the woman between her legs and
smiled. She said, "Amy, I think you've got it all. Grab that bowl and add a
little water, will you, I'll get the sugar down," and stepped away from the
kneeling Amy. Geri crossed her arms and lifted the halter top over her head
and tossed it on the kitchen counter. Now, standing naked, she turned and
reached the top shelf where she kept the sugar cannister. She made sure to let
her back muscles ripple, even contracted her glutes, so that Amy could get a
sense of her muscle control.

"Here you go, Amy, sweeten that to your taste," Geri said, pushing the
cannister toward the staring neighbor, "Do I shock you?" "I, err, no, I just
can't believe your muscles," Amy blurted out, "they're so big." "Do you like
them, Amy?" Geri asked. "Oh, yes, I love them, may I touch them again, Geri?"
Geri was happy that Amy had finally gotten over her initial shock and had
managed to find a voice. "You may feel them, kiss them, make love to them, but
only as I command, do you understand? And three other things, Amy; you must
tell no one of what we do here, not even your husband, you must call me
'mistress' or 'goddess' for you are now my slave, do you understand?" Geri
said. "Yes, mistress, but you said there were three things, what is the third,
mistress?" Amy asked. "Very good, Amy, I can see we're going to get along
quite well; the third thing is that you will be naked when I want you to and
right now I want you to. Get undressed," Geri commanded.

Amy slid her arms out of her summer dress, letting it fall to the floor.
"Panties and bra as well," Geri said. The woman was quick and stood there for
Geri to look at. "Wait here, Amy," and Geri left the kitchen, returning with a
small jar. She took two fingerfulls of the cream and rubbed it on Amy's pussy,
and down her legs. Geri got a dish towel from a drawer and wiped away the
excess cream and all remnants of hair. "Now isn't that better without that
messy hair to get in the way? I'm sure your husband will appreciate it too."
"Yes, Mistress," Amy replied.

"Now you may worship my muscles. See how they swell and contract. I have
amazing muscle control," Geri said, and bounced her pectorals for Amy. She
placed one leg in front of the other and flexed her quads. The veiny 28-inch
muscles responded instantly. Amy could contain herself no longer. She went to
Geri and embraced her tightly. "Before you go, you may pleasure my clit. Get
down on the floor," Geri said, and Amy lay on the kitchen floor. Geri knelt on
either side of her head and lowered herself onto Amy's waiting tongue. Geri
managed to last 15 minutes then told Amy, "I'm going to climax and I want you
to take it all in your mouth and swallow, will you do that for me, Amy?" The
girl beneathe her managed to nod, and Geri let her cum flow.

Amy performed admirably. She took it all in, and when Geri was finished, she
got to her feet and helped the girl to her feet. She gave her a kiss on the
lips, holding her close, but not crushing her. Geri's tongue darted into Amy's
mouth and she tasted her own cum there. When she broke the kiss, she said to
Amy, "You must now get dressed and go home, but give me a call and I'll tell
you when we can be together again, do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress, but I
don't have your phone number," Amy said. Geri took a felt marker from one of
the kitchen drawers and wrote her phone number across Amy's abs, ending just
above the pubic area. "Now you've got it, but I suggest you scrub that off
before your husband gets home," Geri said smiling.

Amy dressed as directed and started out of the kitchen, but was called back by
Geri. "Don't forget your pickles, Amy, that was a good excuse to show up at my
door," Geri said and smiled. Amy took the jar from her goddess and left. Geri
set about cleaning up the remains of the lemonade and mess they had made. Jack
would be home shortly and her encounter with neighbor Amy had left her even
hornier.

At Joanna's, Maria and Anthony were just finishing a catsuit for their
Mistress. Maria approached Joanna who was just getting out of the shower after
her morning run and an hour and a half in the weight room. "Mistress, Anthony
and I have just finished a catsuit I think you'll really love. When you're
done, could you come into the family room for a fitting?" Maria asked. Joanna,
who loved her wardrobe of "specialized" clothing, said, "Certainly, I'll be
there in a minute."

Maria left and Joanna finished toweling off. She applied a light application
of moisturizing oil, not so much because she felt she needed it, but more
because she loved to rub her muscles. She appreciated what she had created
almost as much as Hank did. When she was done, she went to the family room.

Anthony helped the naked Joanna into to catsuit that was made of the sheerist
of material in a gun metal gray snake skin print. Joanna felt it appropriate,
the snake skin print. She thought of it as another skin for her magnificent
body. Anthony and Maria had outdone themselves. Maria smoothed out a few
wrinkles letting her hand linger as she felt her mistress' muscles and power
beneath the fabric. Joanna looked at her reflection in a full length mirror
that Anthony had brought into the family room. "This looks absolutely
gorgeous; I look gorgeous, don't I?" Joanna asked, not fishing for
complements, but honestly asking her minons opinons. "You do, Mistress"
Anthony and Maria said in unison. Joanna turned one way, then the other,
flexing muscles that could be seen under the material. She looked like a
writhing snake.

"Anthony, why don't you show Mistress what you made for yourself," Maria said.
Maria gave Joanna a wry smile. Anthony who was just wearing his customary
thong, got a white leather mini skirt from the couch and put it on, followed
by a matching white halter top that zippered in the front. It left his midrift
bare and the skirt rode about 2-inches below his navel. Anthony did a quick
pirouet in front of Maria and Joanna.

"Oh, Anthony, you look fantastic," Joanna said, "you really do." Anthony's
dark skin contrasted with the stark white of the skirt and top. "You look like
a real doll, Anthony," Maria said. "Thank you, mistress', I feel so feminine,"
Anthony said, "Do you think master Hank will approve?" "I'll have a talk with
Hank when he comes home, I think I can convince him to accept you as you are,
Anthony," Joanna said. "Thank you again, Mistress, I'd appreciate that,"
replied Anthony.

That evening, when Hank arrived home, Joanna met him at the door wearing the
new snake 'catsuit', with a glass of Maker's Mark in her hand for him. "Well,
you look fantastic, Joanna, is that new? And what do I owe the drink to?" Hank
asked. "First, yes, the catsuit is new; Anthony and Maria made it for me.
Sexy, isn't it? Secondly, I thought you may need the drink when you see the
'new' Anthony," Joanna replied, "come on in the bedroom; let's get you out of
those clothes and in the shower."

Later, after his shower Hank and Joanna went to the dining room for dinner.
Maria was there, placing food on the table. Normally all four of the
housemates ate together and it looked like tonight would be no exception. Hank
had just sat down when Anthony came out of the kitchen with a final dish for
the table. He still wore the leather mini skirt and halter top. Hank, even
though he had been prepared for what he was to see, still did a double take.
Not only had Anthony kept the skirt and top on, but now he wore some eyeliner
and eye shadow. Given a cursory once-over, one who didn't know him would think
he was a woman. His shapely legs and thin arms, smooth stomach and skin, sans
hair, thanks to Joanna's depilatory cream, belied the fact that he was male.

Joanna waited for Hanks reaction. "Anthony, you look lovely," the big man
said, "you have made a transformation the likes of which I've never seen
before." Anthony was so overcome by the complement that Joanna and Maria
thought he would cry. "Thank you master Hank that really means a lot coming
from you. I hoped you would be accepting of my true feelings," Anthony said.
"I mean it, Anthony, and I love the catsuit you made for Joanna. Very sexy
indeed, maybe you could make me something out of the same material," Hank
said. Anthony, now totally beside himself said, with a tear finally trickling
down his cheek, "Oh, that would mean so much to me, I'll start as soon as I
can."

When Jack got home to Geri, she nearly mauled him at the door. She was so
horny that she couldn't get his clothes off quick enough. She carried his
naked body into the bedroom and applied a small amount of the enlargement
cream to his already semi-erect organ. Within a few minutes, his cock
responded to the cream and was a stiff 14-inch. The first and second time he
entered her with little to no foreplay. The third time, he stroked and
caressed her muscles, and the fourth session of love making was even more
gentle. It was at this momment that the phone by the bed rang.

Geri was tempted not to pick it up, because she could guess who it was, but
she did and, as she suspected, Amy was on the line. "Could I come up and see
you, just for a momment? It's rather urgent," she said. "Amy, this isn't the
best time," Geri replied. "Please, Mistress, it's sort of important," Amy
persisted. "Oh, very well, but it will have to be quick," Geri said. Once she
hung up, Jack said, "Who was that, honey?" "That's one of the women on the
street, she came over today for some lemonade," Geri said.

No sooner had she said that than there was a knock on the door. Geri padded to
the front door and openned it, not bothering to get dressed. Amy quickly
entered and closed the door behind her. She was wearing a bathrobe and was
barefoot. She reached up and gave Geri a full kiss on the mouth, holding her
face in both hands. When she pulled away, she looked around Geri and saw Jack
standing there in the doorway to the hall, taking in the whole scene. "Oh, I
didn't know your husband was home!" exclaimed Amy. "Amy, this is my boyfriend,
Jack; Jack, this is the neighbor I was telling you about, Amy," Geri said.

"Oh, boyfriend, how nice, wow!" Amy said, and Geri smiled because, Jack was
standing in the doorway all right, but had failed to put anything on and still
had his 14-inch erection. Jack came forward with his hand outstretched to
shake Amy's hand, but the closer he got the more her jaw dropped. Jack smiled
to himself. "It's good to meet you, Amy, and this is 'little Jack'," he said,
looking down at his erection as was Amy.

"What can we do for you, Amy, you said it was important," Geri said, "not
another jar of pickles, I hope." Jack looked at Geri quizically. "No, it's
just that my husband phoned and said he'd be late tonight, but I don't know
how I'm going to explain the hairless pussy," Amy said, almost whispering the
word, pussy. "Well, why don't you tell him that you were reading an article in
a woman's magazine at the hairdresser the other day and it recommended that
men preferred the clean shaven look," Jack suggested. Amy looked at Geri, who
just shrugged, then back again at Jack and said, "That's a marvelous idea, now
why didn't I think of that?" All three laughed at the same time.

"Amy, I know this is moving quick, but have you ever had a cock as big as
Jack's?" Geri said. "Ah, err ... no, I've never even seen a cock as big as
that," Amy said. "Well, one of these days I'll let Jack screw you, but
tonight, you have to save yourself for your husband, OK? But just so you go
home happy, why don't you touch that massive dick and put your lips on it,
would you like that?" Geri asked. "Oh, yes, mistress," Amy said, and looked at
Jack who nodded his acceptance. Amy got on her knees in front of Jack and
proceeded to give him a blow job. Jack looked at Geri who just winked. After
about 5 minutes, Amy hadn't even gotten the entire head of his penis in her
mouth. Geri said, "That's enough, Amy, I don't want you worn out for that man
of yours. You have to appreciate what you have. Run along now and screw his
brains out," Geri said.

Once Amy had left, Jack said, "What was that all about?" Geri said, "Just some
neighborhood 'muscle lust'. I'm sorry she interupted us." Jack said, "That's
OK, it's nice to meet the neighbors. She seems nice," at which point Geri
punched him in the arm and gave him a playful slap that would have probably
knocked out anyone else.

That night, Joanna was lying in their bed. Hank was between her thighs. "So,
what do you think about Anthony, Hank?" Joanna asked. "You know me, honey,"
Hank said in between kisses to her clit and flicks of his tongue, "I'm the
tolerant type, but if he wears that outfit to town, there may be trouble. Is
he going to permanently dress in drag?" "I don't know," Joanna said, moaning
quietly, "we haven't talked about it. I just wonder if he wants you to take
him in the ass." She said that so matter of factly, that it took a few seconds
to register with Hank what she said. It brought his head up. "What," Hank
said, "do you think that's what he wants?" "I don't know, honey, why, would
you consider it?" Joanna asked. "No, that's not my play," Hank said, "you're
the one I want to have sex with." "That's encouraging to hear," Joanna said,
"then you better get to it."

Hank slid up the satin sheets and gradually entered Joanna. Soon they were
pumping in unison while Hank kissed his muscle goddesses pecs and deltoids. He
loved the feel of raw power beneath him. 'Hell', he thought, 'I love the feel
of raw power beneath, on top and all around me.' He thought he was the
luckiest man on earth.

Back in the bedroom, Geri sat straddling Jacks cock. She was sitting upright.
Jack, with his head slightly elevated had a clear view of his black muscle
mistress. Currently she was milking his cock with just the use of her vaginal
muscles, a feat only his sister had mastered up until now. As Geri was doing
this she was flexing her abs, biceps and other upper body parts. Her massive
tits exhibited rock hard nipples and he absently reached up and, with
forefinger and thiumb, squeezed one as hard as he could. It didn't even
register with Geri. "Did that hurt?" Jack asked. "I'm sorry, what," Geri
asked, "I was lost in thought." "I just squeezed your nipple, did that hurt?,"
and he did it again. "No, honey, I really barely feel it," Geri said. Jack
thought he'd just let it go.

"What are you thinking about?" Jack asked. "I just hope I didn't open a
'Pandora's Box' introducing Amy to our 'muscle lust'," Geri replied. "I don't
think it's Pandora's box you have to be worried about," Jack said, "I think
it's Amy's box that may be the real problem."

They both laughed and Jack came for the fifth time that night.