Amator, pt. 5, Teresa's story
By J. Pardo, at libguy3@yahoo.com .


This is the final chapter in this Amator series, please read the entire
series Amator, pts 1-4 to understand fully what had occured. This story
contains explicit sex and well as intense violence.

Teresa was homesick, she wanted to see her family, and she wanted to
see Dr. Amator.  She was only 10 years old chronologically, but had the
body of a 7ft. 5in. Amazon., she flexed absentmindedly and her 25 inch
bicep formed a large bowling ball.  Seeing this reminded her that it
was time for her workout, but her heart wasn't in it.  She walked to
the gym. Sister Ana, who had been assigned as her trainer, saw her
approach. "Teresa's not her usual cheerful self", she thought, "I hope
she is not sick." "How are you, Teresa?", Sister Ana asked with
concern. "I'm fine", Teresa answered with despair. "No, you're not!
Tell, Sister Ana all about it", she commanded lovingly. Teresa started
to cry, she blurted out "I miss my family. I love it here, but I want
to see them", she confessed. Sister Ana knew of Teresa's situation.
Teresa was sent to St. Hilda's when she accidently drank a potion
created to enhance strength. Dr. Amator, of the Instituto de
Biotechnologo in Genoa Italy, wrote us to enroll his young friend
(calling her his "daughter") so that we could train her to use her
muscles wisely.  Amator's Institute was a highly regard research
facility which studied strength. Amator had created the potion that
Teresa drank, but wasn't meant to. "We at St. Hilda's pride ourselves
on making you maximize your muscular potential, Teresa, but you have to
put your full attention to it. I'll ask Mother Superior for permission
to send you back to Dr. Amator for awhile, until your ready to come
back", Sister Ana said confident that it would cheer Teresa. "Oh, would
you?", Teresa smiled broadly, "I do miss him so." 

The next morning Teresa was on her way back to the Institute. She had
enjoyed at the strength training and martial arts exercises, and was
much more confident of her abilities.  St. Hilda's also taught her
mediation to help her with her sexual urges.  Sister Ana said that Dr.
Amator would met her at the train station, located several miles from
the Institute. When she arrived in Genoa, there was no one there to
greet her. "This is strange", Teresa thought, "something must be
terribly wrong." She ran toward her home away from home.  As she
approached the Institute, she noticed several unfamiliar cars. Each had
a driver with a large gun aimed at the entrance and exit to the
building.  She made herself look as small as possible, and approached
the nearest driver. "Is anything wrong?", she asked sweetly. The driver
had not heard her approach and spun around ready to shoot until he saw
this vision of loveliness. "Ain't your business, so I suggest you leave
the premises", he explained.  From her training at St. Hilda's, Teresa
knew there were certain pressure points that if pressed would
temporarily paralyze a person. "Thank you for your advice", she said
turning to give him a hug, instead giving him a nerve pinch causing his
to drop the gun and hug her as he fell. From a distance, it looked as
if Guido had giving a woman a warm hug, so his companions just smiled
and turned back to the building.  Teresa was squeezing Guido and
carrying him to the back of his car.  Once there, she punched him
sharply in the head, knocking him out.  The other guys thought that
Guido was making out, so they left him alone.  Teresa waited a short
while, and she got out. She had unbuttoned her blouse and ripped her
bra allowing her grapefruit-sized breast to be fully seen.  The drivers
in the two other cars saw her coming, their penises reacting strongly
to her presence. "Guido always comes too soon, I'm still not satisfied,
maybe you can help", she said seductively.  The men dropped their guns
reaching for her breasts. She raised her arms invitingly, and their
heads approached, she grabbed them and smashed them together. They
dropped in a clump. She found the keys to all the cars and placed each
of the men, including Guido, in the truck of the car they were driving,
then she grabbed the guns and tucked them in her blouse. She didn't
know how many others were in the Institute, so she took the direct
approach, and knocked on the door with her breasts exposed.  When the
door opened, a 200 Kilo goon answered. "What'd ya want?" he demanded
then saw her breasts.  "My car is stranded up the road, can you help
me? I'd be forever grateful", she said lustfully.  Not wanting he boss
to say no, he left immediately. He was staring at her sexy ass as he
left and didn't notice that the drivers weren't there.  As they
approached a car, she suddenly turned and kicked him hard in the
stomach. He grunted and doubled over, and knocked him out with a
roundhouse kick. She shoved him into the truck as well, and went inside
the Institute. Since she knew the layout well, she stealthly entered a
utility closet. From there she climbed the stairs to the next floor
where the air conditioning unit was kept. Being solid concrete her
steps wouldn't be heard as she crept around listening for familiar
voices through the vent cover. She heard Dr. Amator's voice. "Leave her
alone, she's done you no harm", Dr. Amator pleaded. Teresa ran to the
vent where his voice was the loudest. She could see Dr. Amator being
held at gunpoint and Constanza being tied up to a chair.  "Shuddup!",
the creep demanded, "she ain't puttin out. Now, unless she opens her
legs so I can screw her, you're gonna die", Carlo said threateningly.
Constanza looked up and saw Teresa through the vent, she had a plan.
She called to Carlo "hey, I give. You want what I got, come and get
it", opening her muscular legs and revealing her luscious vagina. Carlo
turned "good choice", he said smugly. He rammed his pulsating rod into
her expecting immediate relief, instead she had trapped his member
within her powerful vaginal muscles. Carlo grunted loudly, his partner
Gus, thought that was a good thing. He was impatient for his turn.  He
would never get that turn because behind him he heard a crash. Teresa
had pushed the vent screen out with her powerful legs. Without
hesitating she bowled into Gus, knocking him into the wall. Then she
punched his stomach hard and as he was bending sent a fast uppercut to
his chin. He was out in a second, then she pulled his belt out of his
pants and tied them around his neck and hands, so that if he moved,
he'd choke himself. Dr. Amator smiled as her saw Teresa again, and she
gave him a bear hug with affection.  Meanwhile, Constanza, seeing
Amator out of danger, applied crushing pressure to Carlo's penis,
causing him to scream. Not wanting any commotion, Constanza head butted
him into unconsciousness.  Teresa quickly untied Constanza, and she
briefly hugged. "Tell me what happened", she asked with concern. 

"In the three months since you've been gone, many things have happened.
 Maria became very weak from the virus I had given her, and so I went
to her house to give her Liza's strengthening milk.  She drank the
milk, then we had sex (Amator had forgotten that Teresa was still 10
years old) and she got much stronger until she became a 9 ft muscular
woman weighing almost 300 kilos. In this condition her mind was clouded
with lust and she ran back to the Institute in search of Seth. She ran
into the car of Don Juan de Capistrano, a man with a reputation for
being a great lover, but Maria spurned him, and ran to the Institute
encountering Seth.  She practically raped him and in his stress managed
to change the virus back to its original purpose, and she herself
shrunk and came to her senses.  I got back to the Institute to help
Constanza who had also got the strength-stealing virus.  Constanza was
home, so Liza and I went to help her and was attacked by Don Juan's
men. Because she was stressed Liza's milk became strength-stealing and
she tricked the men into sucking her milk. We then subdued them and
came back to the Institute to help Seth, but he and Maria had taken
care of Don Juan and his companion by the time we arrived. Constanza
seing Don Juan's 10-inch tongue seduced him and caused him to grow to
herculean size, but at the same time he fell in love with Constanza,
and donated a large sum so that I could build a hospital to help those
who have muscular diseases and bone deficiencies", Dr. Amator
explained, "and word spread among the city."  "But how did you get to
what happened today?" Teresa inquired. "Well it all started with
Constanza", Amator began.

"Don Juan proposed to Constanza (which she happily accepted), and a big
wedding was planned. The day of the wedding, Constanza's sister Isabela
arrived wearing dark glasses, which she didn't remove even inside the
chapel. After the ceremony, Constanza noticed that Isabela was crying,
and when she removed her glasses to wipe the tears, she noticed that
Isabela had two black eyes. Someone had punched her in the nose and
left these bruises.  Constanza carried her sister to the ladies room
where she found many welts where she was beaten.  She brought her to
me, and vowed she would exact revenge after her honeymoon", Amator
explaine, "back at the Institure Isabela told me of an organization
called the Brotherhood who provided an "escort" service for rich men
throughout Europe. Some of these men were cruel, thinking that these
women were a dime a dozen, and so felt no compassion as they beat them.
I swore to Isabela that I would help her, and gave her a large dose of
Liza's milk (I call it Lizade) and she grew strong and healthy.  During
the night Isabela ran away. I found out later that she had gone back to
the man who hit her and killed him.  She escaped but accidently left a
card I had given her with my name and address.  Constanza decided to
cut short her honeymoon and came here to find Isabela.  These goons
were sent here to find her, but I told them I didn't know where she
was. They threatened to kill me, and tied Constanza up wanting to
torture me into talking when you showed up", he smiled broadly.  "Where
are Seth and Liza?" Teresa asked. "I sent them away for a few days some
well-deserved R & R", Amator said, "Maria's back at her house cleaning
it up to sell." "How many goons are there?" Teresa asked?  "Well
besides these two, I counted four others", Amator explained. "If that's
the case, I got them all", Teresa said confidently, "they're all locked
up in the trucks of the cars, so it should be safe to come out." "I'm
not asking how you did that, but I am curious", Amator grinned. "Let's
say I kept them abreast of the situation", Teresa smiled back.

"We need to find Isabela before they do", Amator said with concern. "Do
you know where she would go, Constanza?", Amator asked. Constanza
thought awhile. "When we were young we wemt to the mountains, Isa and I
found a cave that some Army man had left.  We knew it was Army because
there were cans of food that had the letters MRE on them. We left it
fearing the men would come back.  Maybe she went there", Constanza said
with hope. "We'll need some back up, I'll call Maria, while you write
the directions down in case Seth and Liza return", he told Constanza,
"I have a feeling that we have a war on our hands."

Don Amici was angry. How was he going to explain to the powerful House
of Ambrosia that their top designer was killed by one of his escorts?
His men found the body after coming to collect the fee. He knew it was
his girl because she left a calling card as it were. Gino's penis was
ripped from his body and stuffed in his mouth. How Gino, a 6 ft,
muscular athlete, got killed was a mystery. This girl, Isabela, must
have had help. Dr. Amator's business card was his only clue. It was
found near Gino's body. He had sent six of his men to get Amator a few
days ago, but they hadn't returned. He called the leaders of the
Brotherhood together to discuss this problem. "Gentlemen, we can't have
word of this murder get out. It would severely dampen our reputation.
People would be afraid to use our services. We gotta stop this Amator
and his girlfriend, Isabel, now. I need as many men as you can spare",
Amici demanded, "we'll attack his place in the morning."  They all
reluctantly agreed.

It was a four hour drive to the Italian Alps where the cave was.
Constanza climbed the old familiar trail yelling Isabela's name. 
Finally she heard a response. "Constanza!", Isabela was running towards
her, "I'm so scared! I didn't mean to do it, I just wanted to frighten
him, but he attacked me", Isabela said crying. "There, there. Its
alright, you were just protecting yourself", Constanza said
consolingly. "Something took over my mind, I hit him hard but I didn't
expect him to drop dead before me. I punched him in the nose and his
head snapped back breaking his neck. In a fit of rage I pulled down his
pants and ripped his penis off, stuffing it in his mouth. He was
already dead when I did this. Not knowing what else to do, I drove here
to our hiding place. Thank God, you found me", Isabela said relieved.
"We'll take you back, but first let's get you something decent to
wear", Constanza said.  The blood-stained dress a tragic testament of
what had happened.  As the sisters came down, Amator and Teresa greeted
them. With hugs and introductions out of the way, they headed back.
They stopped at a dress shop in Aosta. Isabela's nose had puffed up
where Gino had hit her. This made a plausable excuse when the shop
owner asked what had happened. "Her boyfriend beat her up", Constanza
said, "can we find her something pretty?" The shop owner nodded
sympatheticly. "I'll bring out my best dress, and then I fit her with
it", he said.  In a few minutes he produced a lovely dress. "A pretty
dress for a pretty lady", he said trying to cheer her up. "Thank you,
you are so kind", Isabela smiled and went to the dressing room. Franco,
the shop owner, was truly impressed with her beauty. He hated that her
boyfriend would try to ruin her face like that. He had Isabela stand
for half an hour pinning her in certain places. His gentle touch
pleased Isabela, and she reacted involuntarily with a kiss. He had her
remove the dress. His eyes widened at such loveliness. Her muscles were
well-defined, and her pear-shaped breasts were beautiful. She saw him
looking at her, and when he realized it, he blushed. "Like what you
see?", she asked with a hint of sexuality. "Oh, yes, very much!", he
said more enthusiatically than he meant to. "I can show you more", she
said seductively. The rest of her group excused themselves saying they
wanted to see the town. "What about your boyfriend?" he inquired. "Oh,
he's history", she said matter-of-factly, then she grabbed him and
pulled him to her lips. "I hope you're not engaged", she said as she
pulled away. "Nope, most women think I'm gay since I run a dress shop,
so they look at me with distain, but I'm as straight as an arrow", he
said proudly.  Looking down she said, "I can see that. Let's pull the
arrow from its sheath", she said quivering with delight. Franco ran to
the front door and quickly locked it. He put the closed sign up and
pulled down the front door shade, he undressed and ran into her waiting
arms. While he was closing up, she was opening up, pulling her bra and
panties off. The arrow soon found its target and buried itself into her
moist hilt. After five minutes of lovemaking, Franco noticed that
Isabela's breasts had enlarged, he then turned his attention to
pleasuring them. As he sucked, her milk started flowing. Delicious
milk, creamy, with a sweet flavor. He drank in large gulps, feeling a
fire well up with him. In a move worthy of a contortionist, he buried
himself into her again only now noticing that it took longer to feel
her labia against his scrotum. He look down and saw his massive penis.
Her screams of pleasure becoming louder as he pushed apart her vaginal
walls. He slowly pulled out not wanting to split her in two, and she
gave a loud orgasmic grunt. "What happened to me?", Franco said in
wonder.  "I must have become a carrier", Isabela explained, "The fellow
I came in with, Dr. Amator, invented a strength-enhancing virus which
he gave to me in milk after my attack. I became stronger, but I didn't
realize until we made love, that I could become a producer myself.
Seeing its effect on you, I better have some myself." Tucking her chin
down and inserting her breast in her mouth. She sucked vigoriously and
noticed an immediate change. Her muscles expanded with large veins
exploding on them. Her breasts expanded so that she now couldn't reach
the nipples, and yet the milk kept flowing.  "Get some empty bottles,
I've got a feeling we're going to need them.", she commanded lovingly. 
Franco ran to the kitchen of his store. He lived on the second floor,
and so had all the comforts of home. He found two wide-mouth bottles in
his fridge and quickly dumped them out, then ran back to Isabela. He
held the bottles up to her nipples. The cold bottles causing them to
contract creating gushers of milk which he collected. She pressed her
hands against her nipples stopping the flow, but could feel pressure
building. Franco then remembered the 5 gallon milk jug he had used as a
prop, and quickly brought that over.  Isabela using her great strength
squeezed her breasts together forming a single stream of milk filling
the jug.  Then she collapsed exhausted. Franco's now large muscles
easily lifted the milk jug and he put it in the cool room where he
keeps his best dresses. He then puts the milk bottles back in the
refrigerator. When he returned, he lifted Isabela's now 200 kilo body
up, and took her upstairs to rest. Looking at his naked form, he knew
that none of his clothes would fit him anymore, so he took several
bolts of fabric and crafted several set of pants and shirts.  Having no
underwear, he stuffed his massive penis (although less now that he
wasn't engorged) in his pants, and put on his shirt. He then cleaned up
the place, mopping up the area where her milk and his semen mixed. He
saw a mouse exit just as he was finished.  He thought little of it
until he saw it grow to rat size, with large muscular legs. It ran to a
wall making a large explosion as it broke the concrete with its
passing. He pitied the cat who might encounter that mighty mouse. There
was a knock at the front door.  He opened it to find three very
surprised people. "Let me guess", Dr. Amator started, "you've just had
a very exciting sexual encounter with Isabela, and you wound up like
this." "Yes", Franco said blushing. "And is like this too?", Amator
inquired. "Most definitely", Franco replied, "she's upstairs now
sleeping after all the exertion.  When she saw what her milk did for
me, she rammed her breast in mouth and sucked like a baby.  She
expanded so much that she couldn't even reach her nipples.  She
suggested that we collect the milk, which I stored in two milk bottles
and a 5 gallon milk jug." "Excellent, Franco, Isabela was right to
suggest that, we'll need as much as we can get." Isabela came down the
stairs crying.  She found her true love but she must confess to a
murder. Franco saw her coming "what's wrong, my love?", he asked with
concern. "I have to be honest with you, I killed a man", she said
through tears. "Is it the one who beat you?", Franco asked with a level
voice. "Yes, but he wasn't my boyfriend, he was my paid escort. A rich
man who thought he could treat woman like dogs", she said with steady
voice. "Then he deserved to die. I would have killed him myself",
Franco said. The smile Isabela got could light the room. She went into
Franco's waiting arms and they shared an intimate kiss. "I better
finish that dress", Franco said, "nothing but the best for my love."
Half an hour later, Isabela had her new dress. Constanza and Teresa
chose several and was about to pay when Franco said "put your money
away, any friend of Isabela is a friend of mine, and I don't charge my
friends."

Franco was sad when he saw them all leave. He promised to join them
this evening, but he had clients coming later in the afternoon, so he
must stay. Amator had given him his business card and directions to the
Institute. They loaded the milk bottles and jug in the car, along with
all the dresses. As they were returning home, they passed a large
caravan of big cars with many passengers. Isabela peered out the window
and recognized one of Don Amici's goons, she hope he hadn't seen her.
Isabela dove down to the seat so that she couldn't be seen, then she
yelled to Amator "that's the bad guys, I recognize Amici's men." As
calmly as he could, Amator drove home exceeding the speed limit only
when he was out of their sight. Once home he hid the car amongst the
trees, and ushered everyone inside where he bolted and barracaded the
door.  Seth and Liza had been there and read the note, but was no where
to be found.  An hour later the caravan arrived, the men kept pouring
out of their cars. From Amator's vantage point on the roof, he counted
at least 35.  What was he to do? There was only the four of them
against an army. A well supplied army because they had brought out
their guns and bazookas. They would pulverize the place in their
efforts to get to Isabela and Amator. He needed a diversion. He called
his friend, Giapetto, a local puppeteer and asked him to bring several
large mannequins and place them in the woods a mile from  the
Institute. Then he asked Giapetto to fire a gun and drive away as soon
as possible.  Fifteen minutes later he heard the shot.  All the goons
ran in the direction of the shot and saw what they believed were people
in the trees.  They fired, but the people stayed where they were.
Finally they saw them drop. Amator was pleased when then left, but
yelled in anguish as at that moment, a bus load of girls arrived for a
tour of the Institute.  He had forgotten that he made arrangements to
show the local gymnast academy around his facility. He quickly unlocked
the door and rushed everyone inside. Slamming the door and locking it
again.  In the meantime, the gunmen realized that they were duped and
ran back to the Institute. Inside, Amator explained the situation to
the Academy Mistress, "these girls are in grave danger. There are men
outside wanting to kill us and I fear they'll blow up the place to get
to us."  "Surely they won't shoot innocent girls", Gina, the
Headmistress said, "my girls are talented, able to jump and spin and
kick, maybe we can help.  If only they were stronger."  "But they can
be", Amator bragged, "I have devised a formula that will enhance their
strength, and all they have to do is drink milk." Ana, the smallest
girl volunteered. "Because this is so powerful, you may feel some pain
as you grow, but that is only temporary", Amator explained. He gave Ana
a cup of milk. "Mmmm, very good. I feel strange", Ana said bending over
in pain, "Hey, my arms are growing, and my legs. That's better, the
pain's going away." The rest of the girls saw Ana's transformation. No
longer the smallest, now she was the tallest. Her biceps swelled to
baseballs as she flexed. "Wow, this is great", Ana beamed. Choruses of
"me next" was heard throughout the crowd. Each of the girls was given a
cup of milk, even the Gina got into it "I gotta keep up, don't I?" she
reasoned. Soon Amator had an army of muscular maidens. Now it was
Teresa's turn. She spent the next hour teaching the girls some basic
martial art and self-defense techniques. Because of their previous
training, the girls were quick learners. Dr. Amaor had second thoughts
about using the girls, he didn't want any to be in danger. "I've
changed my mind, we'll figure out another way to defeat them", Amator
said firmly. "But we want to help!", Ana shouted. "No, and that's
final!" Amator demanded.  Ana turned and gestured to two of the girls.
"Now", she said and the three launched themselves at Dr. Amator. Ana
grabbed him around the neck, while the other two tackled him. He was
incapacitated and in utter shock. Ana quickly lifted him up and
steadied him. "I told you we could do it", Ana said smugly. "I guess
you can at that", Amator said rubbing his neck. Then the building
shook. The gunmen were tired of waiting and fired a bazooka into the
side of the building. "Let's get away from the entrance", Amator
shouted, "follow me!"  Amator got them safely away and they regrouped
at an interior room on the other end of the building.  "While you were
practicing with Teresa I made several phone calls asking for help",
Amator explained, my friend Don Juan and his men will be over soon, and
Maria, a 9 ft Amazon is coming too. Seth and Liza should be here
anytime as well, and Isabela's friend, Franco, I hope they come soon,
there may not be a building left", Amator said as the pounding
continued. They came up with a plan. The girls would file out of the
building and head toward the bus, looking as small as possible. When
the goons guard was down they were to jump in unison at the nearest
goon. Maybe they can take them all down. Amator opened the front door.
The henchmen readied their guns to fire, but hesitated as young girls
came pouring out. They were heading to the school bus. As one, the
goons dropped their guns not wanting to shoot the girls. At Ana's
signal, they all jumped. Their powerful legs carried them near and far,
each landing on a nearby man. Cries of "Oof and OW" were heard
throughout the yard. With powerful punches and kicks many men went
down, most unconscious, the rest in pain. Suddenly a shot was fired
nearly hitting Ana. "THAT'S ENOUGH!", Vito, Don Amici's chief henchman
said, "Anybody move and they're dead meat." Amator knew the time had
come to surrender. As he approached the front door, he heard a shot.
Vito was holding his hand, now bloodied, as if in extreme pain. Amator
looked up to see Don Juan coming with his well-armed men. He smiled
knowing that the day had been saved. Don Juan's men, assisted by the
girls and Teresa, carried each of the men inside the Institute where
they were tied up and put in a storage room. Dr. Amator thought that
victory was won. He soon discovered he was mistaken.

Don Amici and the rest of the Brotherhood drove triumphantly into the
yard of the Institute.  Hearing gunshots, they thought that Amator and
Isabela were dead, and he could take over the Institute.  He thought it
strange that none of the men were here to greet him, but then he
decided that they were celebrating inside. He started in to join them
but was stopped at the door by Isabela. With a roar, she bowled into
him knocking him back outside and throwing him 20 feet away. He quickly
recovered and pulled a long, wicked, knife from its sheath. He ran
towards Isabela and swung in a powerful arch stabbing her chest. From a
distance a loud "NO!" was heard. Franco was just running up the lane
when he saw his true loved stabbed.  Isabela reacted by squeezing her
muscular arms together as Don Amici swung, the force of the knife
between her breasts caused the hilt to break off. Isabela did not fall
down as Amici had expected, rather Isabela launched forward hugging
him. The protruding blade jamming forcefully through his heart and out
his back. He died instantly.  Franco reached his beloved only to find
not a scratch on her, she had trapped the knife between her massive
breasts, never allowing it to enter her body.  He was so relieved that
he made love to her on the spot, his massive penis entering her wet,
waiting vagina.  Looking like the wheels of a fast moving train, he
pumped her, his piston moving in and out.  He was oblivious to his
surroundings, and hardly noticed as Isabela at first shrank, then grew
to monstrous proportions in reaction to the strength virus.  The Dons
from the Brotherhood were impressed as they watched the events unfold.
Many of them involuntarily ejaculating inside their pants at the show. 
Amator was running out the door as Isabela triumphed over Amici, but
stopped when Franco ran to her.  He unsuccessfully attempted to prevent
the girls inside the building from watching Isabela and Franco having
raw sex.  It would leave a lasting impression on them, and Amator
smiled at the thought of these virginal girls with their raging
hormones, against some puny male teen.

Speaking of teen, Amator knew he had a problem, what to do with Teresa.
How can she return looking like that, her parents, Mr. and Mrs.
DelToro, expected to see a fit ten year old at the end of the summer.
Otherwise, they would not have allowed this 3 month visit. Her 13 year
old brother, Tomie, would never get over having a sister with 5 times
his strength, being proud of his tennis ball-sized biceps.  He went in
just as Seth and Liza were returning.  "What's with all the cars?",
Seth asked, "and who's making love in the yard?"  "It's a long story",
Amator explained, "I tell you inside, but first we have a problem."  He
ushered the Dons inside and asked them to sit tight. Gina kept a gun on
them, while Don Juan and his men discussed the virtue of peaceful
negotiations.  Maria entered just then having run straight from her
apartment. "Everything looks quiet", she said concerned. "Everything's
fine", Amator said hugging her, she scooped him up in her arms and
passionately kissed him. "But we have a problem to discuss about
Teresa", Amator said sadly.  All the friends had gathered in Amator's
lab.  Amator's voice grim as he stated, "I know of only one solution
that will explain Teresa's long absence from her home, I must kill
her." Everyone gasped, especially Teresa, this man was a like a father
to her and now he wanted her dead. "We won't allow it", Seth said
standing defiantly in front of Teresa. He was joined by Constanza,
Liza, Maria and Franco. "You misunderstand me, Children", Amator
explained, "I don't mean to physically kill her, just fake her death."
Everyone was relieved. "How do we explain to Teresa's parents that
their sweet, loving, little daughter can benchpress 400 kilos and grew
to 7 ft tall. They'd never believe it", Amator said. "We could bring
them here, and show them first hand", Constanza offered, "that way they
can see what a marvelous thing it is to be strong." "I like it", Amator
said, "it's much better than causing them grief." Teresa cried with
relief, she didn't want to hurt her parents, and Tomie could grow and
become popular in school. Even though strong, he was still the shortest
in his class and picked on by the big jocks. "I'll call them, after we
resolve the matter of the Dons", Amator said not wanting to deal with
this unpleasant task.  Franco and Isabela arrived sweaty from their
exercise and joined the rest as they walked to see the Dons. Amator
went to confer with Don Juan. He returned to his friends with a grin on
his face as Don Juan spoke, "The Brotherhood has agreed to hand over
control to me. I explained to them the advantage of having strong,
willing, women in their employ, and not damaged goods. We do have a
sticking point in that they want 50 percent of the profits." Maria
walked over to the Dons and struck a double bicep victory pose, causing
all of the to cream their pants. Then she walked to the wall and
punched, leaving a 6 inch deep impression. They confered quickly. "25
percent", Don Drysdale said. "Agreed", Don Juan, "and you get to keep
your land." "Can you make us stronger?", Don Atello asked. Though rich,
he was a thin man, not needing to exercise, his servents provided
everything for him. "Sure, we've formula enough for everyone, even your
own men. Let's all meet in the gym and we can explain the situation",
Amator requested.  The henchmen were entertained by the gymnasts. The
once, little, girls enjoyed teasing the men with their routines.
Accidently flexing their biceps, while flipping effortlessly in the
air.  The girls saw the rows of pup tents that formed in the men's
pants. The men were all relieved when Amator and the rest arrived. Now
untied they as one, ran to the restroom. Their loud grunts of ahs
echoed down the hall. They returned with large smiles as they gathered
in the gym. Don Juan spoke, "the Brotherhood has elected me as their
new leader, due to the untimely demise of Don Amici. You will all be
invited to join me where you will be treated with respect.  Dr. Amator
is my friend and you will show him due deference. Any friend of his is
a friend of mine.  As you can see he has strong friends, and I wouldn't
want to mess with them. Dr. Amator has invited all of you to benefit
from his formula and get stronger too. You'll find that he is a kind
and generous man. Any questions?" "Yeah, can my wife look like her?"
Benny asked pointing to Constanza, "my wife is a wimp, and I like being
dominated by strong women." Several of his colleagues looked moved away
from him, but many nodded. "I'm sure that can be arranged", Amator said
smiling. "Then I'm in", Benny said offering his hand in friendship to
Amator. the rest of the men readily agreed. They knew what a cruel man
Don Amici was, this new boss was much better than that. "Great, then
your first assignment is to bring all the frail kids and seniors here
for treatment.  Dr. Amator has built a hospital that can help them, but
he can't find them all. Go throughout Italy  and search the villages.
Kidnap them if you have to, just don't do any harm. If the parents or
neighbors give you any trouble, bring them along, it won't take long to
convince them when they're here.  After Italy, we'll take Europe. We'll
set up St. Amator Hospitals throughout the continent, then other
continents, and then the world.", Don Juan said. Amator's heart swelled
with pride. He shared Don Juan's vision that his life-giving milk can
benefit mankind.  He looked at the gymnasts and smiled. "I wonder what
the next generation has to offer?", he thought gathering his core
friends together in a group hug.

Thus ends this saga of Dr. Musculus Amator, who knows what the future
will bring as we explore the lives of his "children" in Amator : The
Next Generation.

If you liked the saga or want to make comments, please write to me, J.
Pardo, at libguy3@yahoo.com .