A New Power Pill
By MuscleLover
A new drug makes women more muscular


	Currently I am working at a pharmaceutical company that is involved
in many government projects, especially in the armed forces.  One of our
promising technologies deals with strength and muscle increases in women.  If
tests go well, there may not be a question if females are strong enough to
participate in all four branches of the military.  Equality of the sexes may
one day be reached.  Of course the public cannot be told that this type of
project is being funded with their tax dollars.  Therefore, secrecy and
testing are on a cautionary level.  Several humans have been tested in low
doses to make sure no side effects would endanger the safety of users.  Full
dosage tests are in progress.  My wife asked to be included in the strong,
highly trained division.

	To give you some backgroud about Amy.  We met during our junior year
in college.  I was working part time as the athletic director's medical aide.
Therefore, I was responsible for all injuries during practice or games. The
girl's rugby team was know for playing aggressively and rarely being beaten.
Therefore, it wasn't unusual for injuries to occur frequently.  One day Amy
slightly twisted her ankle and made a visit to my office.  She was a cute red
head who stood about my height.  Amy looked healthy and quite athletic.  As
she sat before me it became apparent that her full curves were firm and
lacked excess fat.  I felt the hardness of her calves as I determined the
damage level of her ankle.  The season was almost over so my recommendation
was to relax for a week or two and then add strength training to prevent
future injuries in the upcomming field hockey season.  Amy didn't like the
idea of letting her team down, but her interest was peaked in the lifting
aspect.  "I haven't touched any weights since high school.  Would you train
with me to make sure I get the strongest gains possible," she inquired.  How
could I say no to such a beautiful girl?

	Amy turned out to be a powerhorse in the gym.  Her muscles responded
quickly to heavy training and she decided to quit participating in sports to
see how far she could build her body.  We worked well together and began
dating as well.  Our genetics must have been similar since she rapidly
approached my level of training and then hovered within 10-15% of my range in
both directions.  By the time we graduated Amy had grown thick and beefy.  We
then moved to the same town and married a year later.  Our wedding night was
the first time I came to the realization that my gal might one day surpass me
in the strength and size department if I didn't stay one step ahead of her.
Before having sex in our honeymoon suite, we stripped and flexed our muscles
in front of the full length bathroom mirror.  Amy radiated with a strong,
sexy body that cried to be pushed to its outer limits.  Scanning her body
allowed me to be even more grateful that she accepted my proposal six months
earlier.  She wrapped her arms and legs around me and kissed me deeply.  My
fingers slid down her broad back and stopped on her hard glutes.  I rubbed
them until she could wait no longer to put me inside her.  Before we started,
she wanted to carry me to the bed on her shoulders.  At first I was
incredulous that she could do it.  However she bent down and invited me on
top and slowly straightened herself upwards.  Next I was carried around with
little effort. Before dumping me on the bed she performed several calf raises
to pump up her powerful legs.

	Amy dropped me on the bed and quickly climbed on top of me.  Before,
I could spin her beneath me she was already ramming my shaft deep within.
She surprised me at how rough she could be.  She pumped furiously and had
tremendous vaginal control.  She blocked every chance I had for release until
we climaxed together.  Amy's energy surged and she pushed my arms to the bed
to brace herself for another go.  This time she rocked me even harder and
made us cum quicker.  Her muscles were ripped like I had never seen them
before.  And her power was more than I was used to.  She had really been
saving a lot up for our wedding.  Amy continued straddling me and sat up.
Sweat dripped off her chest and glistened all over her body.  My wife
enjoyed being on top and wanted to continue to show her skills and desires.
But first her competitive nature kicked in and she dragged me off the bed
for a flirtatious fight.  It started out easy and rapidly changed into an
adrenaline filled contest.  As husband and wife we knew this type of activity
was going to take place often.  Therefore, a little practice never hurt
anything.


	Amy crouched low and thrust one of her firm arms between my legs to
quickly lift and cause me to lose my balance.  My wife pounced on me and
jammed both knees between my thighs and slowly spread them outwards.  She
grunted with the effor and caused me to strain more than I expected.  Amy
sure did have powerful legs.  Finally, I stopped her progression and caught
her wrists to push her arms towards each other.  She caught on and  managed
to lock her hands on the inside of each elboe.  My struggling to cause to to
fold only caused her density to rise before me. Her chest heaved and grew
striated before my eyes.   Amy gave me her best effort slowly pulled her arms
into a double biceps pose.  Now her veins were flowing with blood as she
fought against me.  Now she started using her lower center of gravity to pull
me on top of her.  With a squeal of delight she gripped my buttocks and
forced me inside her once again.  We humped for a while and then my gal spun
me around and shoved me roughly against the floor.  Her balance was amazing
as she placed her hands behind her head and started arching off the floor as
if she was working on her lower back.  Each thrust pinned me harder to the
floor and caused my beauty to grow even more beautiful as every muscle
tensed.  Boy was I glad she chose to marry me.

	Getting back to the start of the story, you can see why Amy was so
willing to test the muscle enhancer drug for me.  My curiosity rose at the
thought of seeing her outmuscle me.  Each night at 9:00 she took one pill and
we took measurements in the morning.  The first day, her muscles took on a
leaner, healthier look as most of her body fat melted away.  And as a
consequence her energy level was exceptionally high.  We fought rather
equally and any time my wife pinned me, we would engage in passionate sex.
 Eventually I had to ask her to stop due to my exaustion.  Amy wasn't tired
yet so she sat on my face and pleased herself gently.  I woke up early the
next morning and found she had stolen the sheets.  After unwrapping her
angelic body I noticed that she gained several pounds of well developed
muscles.  And to my enjoyment she was quite ticklish.  Therefore she chased
me into the bathroom and stopped dead in her tracks in front of the mirror to
admire her sexy body.  "Wow I guess the pills work faster than expected," she
said.  Amy pushed me into the shower and I lathered soap onto her iron body.
As if our sex was not satisfying the night before, she began stroking me and
shoved me inside.  She pumped me hard and seemed to have slightly more
vaginal control than before.  If her progress continued at such a rapid pace,
I was going to be one lucky guy.

	Later that night we entered the gym and hit the weights hard.  Amy
successfully lifted whatever weights I was using and I could tell she desired
to finally beat me in the near future.  We kept this up for about a week
until her gains became too great to risk being noticed at the gym.
Therefore, we started lifting at the company's private facility.  Amy was
now slightly bigger than me and always thrusted about ten to twenty pounds
more.  Our fights became much more competitive.  When we locked arms it
turned into a fierce strugle to overpower the other.  Amy would frequently
trap my hands with her thighs and hammer away at my body with fists and
forearms of steel.  She enjoyed pressing both arms against my neck and
watching me cring in pain. Eventually my girlfriend would lock me in a
headlock and stand behind me.  Each time I didn't immediately break away she
would attempt to flip me over her back.  As she grew more powerful she
managed to lift me off the ground.  It would only be another week before I
would go flying.   Amy's back and chest thickened immensely and I could no
longer squeeze her from behind hard enough to cause her to give up.  She
giggled and flattened my hands on her meaty pecs to remind me that she was
powerful.  When we fought at home and were naked, Amy would grab my arms and
pull me up her legs.  As she stretched me and made me hard she thrust me in
and pressed against a wall to ram me in deeper.  Before, the pill was being
used she could never handle anal sex.  Now she could take more force than I
was capable of giving.

	My gal's muscles hardened and morphed into even large proportions.
 Her arms were easily sixteen inches and she relished the fact that she was
physically superior to me.  She continued her sexual aggession towards me and
could never receive enough satisfaction.  Early one Saturday, she rolled me
on top and dug her fingers into my buttocks until her knuckles turned white.
 Then she thrust me in and out furiously.  As I grew hard she tightened her
vaginal muscles so I couldn't be relieved.  As the force grew and grew, Amy
began to talk to me without a hint of exhaustion.  She said that she invited
her cousin over to help move the cinder blocks to the location where we were
going to build a new garage.  And she wanted to test the pills on Lisa.  Two
things worried me, the fact that Lisa just turned 15 and the fact that she
was already fairly strong and loved confrontations with me.  Lisa's
aggressive behavior was built upon years of wrestling and boxing experience.
 And she never gave an opponent any slack or mercy.  And her genetics were
forming her into an amazonic body.  She alread stood two inches taller than
me and carried little fat reserves.

	When I answered the door Lisa came in and wrapped me in a tight hug.
 It had been a year since we saw each other and bodybuilding had become one
of her many athletic hobbies.  I could tell from her grip that she was quite
strong for a teenager.  When we started moving the blocks Lisa would struggle
with one.  However, after my wife gave her a pill an amazing transformation
occured.  Lisa's back and arms thickened before us and her dense pecs pressed
agaist the now stretched fabric.  Suddenly she could lift a block in each
hand.  I had never seen results this quick from the pill and assumed that her
young age had a lot to do with it.  We finished the job in about two hours
and Lisa spied the pill bottle and popped another one.  Then with a devilish
smirk on her face she walked over to me and crossed her arms.

	I watched in disbelief as her long arms thickened and pumped up until
her sleeves began to split.  All her seams began to pull apart with her new
muscles.  Soon she ripped off the fabric to reveal a massive upper body.  and
her legs were fantastic.  Although this was a fifteen year old girl. She
looked like she had been lifting hard for ten years.  And it looked like she
really wanted to test herself against me.  Lisa looked like a line backer and
wanted to grind me into a pulp.  She ran towards me and rammed her dense
thigh into my groin causing me to lift off the ground a little.  The jeering
began,"You had better fight hard or it will be quite painful as I really get
mean."  My opponent clenched her fists and drove them into my stomach and
chest like a piledriver.  My return hits ran into solid resistance.  She
simply flexed her chest to reveal its meaty power.  Her laughter continued as
she pushed me to the ground and then lifted me on her back.  After throwing
me to the ground a couple of times she sat on my back and ensnared my neck
between her boa constrictors.  Even my wife couldn't cause me so much pain.

	My wife was cheering in the background and taking notes for our next
encounter.  Lisa continued to thrash me and was turned on with her ability to
whip me.  She was also turned on sexually and began to pull my head back
towards her crotch.  My wife was not stopping this muscle girl which only
made matters worse.  I am not sure how, but Lisa reached climax and soaked my
head through her panties.  When she was leaving I was warned that she would
dominate me every time if the effects of the drug did not wear off.

	Later that night Amy stripped down and shoved me to my knees.  Before
I could say a word she pushed my face into her vagina for rough sexual
pleasure.  She seemed more powerful than ever and was unstoppable.  Once my
wife tired of our foreplay I was mounted and thrusted ferociously.  Every
downward motion would allow her ripped muscles to become a little more
striated.  She rammed me so hard that I saw stars.  I couldn't believe her
aggression.  And it didn't look like I was going to be allowed to stop
supplying her with my company's drug.  I guess things could be a lot worse...