The Relic
By The Storyteller.

The mosquitoes of the equatorial rainforest, buzzed around her head, as if 
looking for a spot to land and feast. The machete swung down and sliced a 
vine from her path as she made her way along the narrow and overgrown track. 
The sweat soaked shirt clung to her small frame like a baby monkey hangs 
onto it's mothers back. Professor Maria Watkins, thought back to how she had 
gotten to the track.
"This is an outrage, you can't just stop my research grant any time you feel 
like it!"
"Professor Watkins, please calm down. Your work into the history of the 
Amazon Warrior Women, has produced some fantastic, yet disturbing results." 
Said the suited woman at the head of the conference table.
"I'll admit my findings are somewhat controversial"
"Now you've come before the grant board of the institute, to ask for funding 
of an expedition to find some mythical artifact."
"Yes it will prove that the Amazon Warrior Women actually existed." 
Exclaimed the still fuming Professor.
"I'm sorry Professor, but the institute cannot afford to send you and a 
group to the Amazon." The suited woman said coldly, "Also, your colleagues 
have expressed concern about your psychological well being, until a full 
evaluation has been carried out, your research grant has be frozen."
"I don't need an evaluation!" said Professor Watkins, her face turning red.
"I believe you do, this discussion is over."

	Now Maria found herself alone on the hardly visible track, she had sold 
most of her possessions to get to where she was. Now it was all down to her. 
Pressing on, Maria began to think about if she was really on a wild goose 
chase. Her research pointed the fact, that there had been a tribe of 
Amazonian Women living in the rainforest, where she was headed, the last 
recorded sighting had been during the late 19th century. The report said 
that a heavily muscled woman had appeared to a group of travelers and warned 
them to go no furthur. They had taken no heed to the Woman's warnings and 
their bodies had been found in a clearing along one of the main tracks of 
the area. The records didn't say how they had died, except that a written 
note in Latin said they had died in the region that Maria was now in.
	Deep down inside of herself, Maria knew she was on the right track, her gut 
instinct told her that if she would keep going, sooner or later she would 
find some sign of life. Her mind told her different, that she was just going 
through the jungle on a fools errand. As she pressed on through the 
moderately thick jungle, Maria had a feeling she was being watched, but when 
she turned, there was no one there. After about an hour of having the 
watched feeling, Maria called out "I know you are there, please don't be 
frightened." When she had finished she turned, only to find that there was 
no one there again. Maria turned to face the way she had been going for the 
past three hours, only to be find a person standing just ahead of her. The 
tribal mask and woven armour hid any sign of the persons sexuality.
	As Maria approached the figure in front of her, she could see that the 
armour blended into the surrounding foliage with ease. When she was about 
six feet from the stranger on the track, the figure raised it's hand to stop 
Maria. The person pointed to behind Maria and motioned with their head for 
her to go back the way she came. Maria shook her head, determined to find 
out what was ahead. Once more the figure pointed and motioned her to go 
back, and once more, Maria shook her head. This time Maria pointed to behind 
the figure, and motioned her head in that direction. The figure looked back 
and then to Maria, who smiled at the person before her. Maria could just 
make out the eyes of the person through the eye holes of the tribal mask. A 
rustling behind Maria, told her that another person had appeared behind her. 
The first armour clad person beckoned Maria to follow them, and the set off 
at a quick pace.

	After about a 30minute fast paced walk through the jungle, Maria and her 
escorts came to a clearing. The whole journey the escorts had never come 
close to Maria. Inside the clearing, was a huge tribal village. At a quick 
glance there were no huts or fires whatsoever, everything had been hidden so 
well, it seemed to be just a normal clearing. The escort in front of Maria 
let out a shrill cry, which was responded by a similar cry. Then the front 
escort set off down the small hill towards the center of the clearing. In 
the village, Maria, was astounded to see that the huts were made of the 
surrounding rainforest. That was why she had difficulty in seeing the 
village. In the center of the clearing, Maria stood as the villagers came to 
see the newcomer. Amongst the villagers, Maria could only see one male 
villager, and he was of an age where he should have been in a care home. 
Murmurs came from the crowd as they all looked at her. A shrill cry was let 
out by both of the escorts, when it had ended, another group of armour clad 
individuals appeared in front of the crowd. This time Maria could see that 
they were all females, their bodies thick with muscles. All bar one of the 
armoured women carried a weapon of some sort, the one who didn't carry a 
weapon stepped forward and looked Maria in her eyes. As she stepped around 
Maria, she spoke softly; "A young body, with intelligent eyes, the fire on 
them shows your spirit and determination."
"I'm a Professor of History at an institute in America." Replied Maria.
"That matters not here, take her to the newest hut, and prepare her." Before 
Maria could protest, two of the muscled amazons took her by the arms and 
carried her to the newest hut in the village. Inside it was cool and a 
gentle breeze seemed to flow through the hut. The women put her down gently 
and then left her, sealing a heavy door behind them.

	Maria had been sitting on the makeshift bed in the hut when the same two, 
heavily muscled, women came to fetch her before the village elders. As she 
had waited, a number of women had come to her. Offering her food and drink. 
Each of these women had varying levels of muscularity, even the youngest 
child that came to see her, had a very well developed physique. Maria 
contemplated the fact that such hardship in this part of the rainforest 
brought the development of muscles quickly to all the people.
With each passing hour, Maria became afraid of what the Amazon women would 
do to her. Each time she had a visit, Maria had tried to engage the person 
in conversation but never got any furthur than a few words. Brought before 
the village elders, Maria could see one of the largest women in the village. 
Standing at well over six feet tall, she had no ounce of fat on her body, 
the slightest movement showed the intense power of her muscles. Maria stood 
before them and waited in silence as the elders spoke amongst themselves. 
Maria was about to speak herself when the largest woman said "Take her to 
the temple, she will be inducted into our society."
	Maria's mouth opened to speak but she was taken, by her Amazon escort to 
the temple across the village. Inside torches light the way as they made 
their way to the heart of the temple. In the exact centre of the temple, was 
a stone table. Around it were stone obelisks, that had braziers on top 
lighting the chamber. Gently the women laid her on the table, Maria knew it 
was pointless to resist, compared to them she was a twig. Deep down, Maria 
began to panic, her fear built up inside her heart and mind, only the 
reassuring words form the escort put her mind at ease. According to them the 
induction was painless and most enjoyable. As they told her this, they 
placed clips on her fingers which bit into her fingertips, wires went down 
from the clips to the base of the stone table and into the floor. When Maria 
was fully hooked up to the table, the Amazon escorts stepped back and knelt 
as a priestess emerged from the shadows. Her gown only just fitted her 
massive frame. A portal opened up above Maria and she saw the night sky, and 
the edge of the moon.

	As the moon passed overhead, Maria felt a tingling sensation in her 
fingertips, lifting her head, she watched as the veins of her forearms 
steadily made their way up to her shoulder. The large thick vein over her 
bicep swelled with blood until Maria was sure it was going to burst. Just as 
steadily as they grew, her veins returned to their normal size, the thick 
bicep vein, took the longest to reduce in size. An intense feeling of pride 
swept across her body, this made Maria wonder what else she would feel. 
Another priestess appeared, this one carried a large piece of highly 
polished metal. She placed the metal mirror at Maria's feet, so she could 
see the entire length of her body. Maria could see the white outlines on her 
shirt where the sweat had dried, but what she noticed the most was how her 
bosom rested one her chest rather than falling too the sides. A sudden 
feeling of having heavy legs brought her attention to her legs in the 
mirrors reflection. The thin boot neck, widened until the growing calves 
spilled over the top filling out the leg below her knee. Maria watched in 
wonder as the growing muscle condensed and refilled until it was a ball of 
undentable muscle.
	Maria's shorts began to feel tighter, and as she looked up, she could see 
the smooth muscles of her thighs gain size very quickly. They gained so much 
size that they forced their way through the material of her shorts. The 
seemingly massive blocks of muscle sat on her legs, pulsing as they also 
condensed and refilled. Maria looked at the legs of the priestess and saw 
the individual muscles of her thighs, she wondered if she would have thighs 
like that as she returned her eyes to the mirror. By now she could make out 
the muscles as the pulsated with ever growing strength, down the middle of 
her legs, Maria saw a gentle dip form, getting deeper and deeper as the 
muscles grew. With all her concentration on her growing legs, Maria never 
really noticed that she was getting turned on by this growth, the sudden 
orgasmic explosion between her legs made her groan as the juices from her 
crotch soaked her now smaller shorts. Her growth hadn't stopped at her 
thighs, beneath her, Maria's buttocks melted away the fat and replaced it 
with hard muscle, her tight rear was now a solid tight rear.  Maria then 
noticed that her shoulders seemed to be furthur apart than they were 
originally. From the mirror she could see that they hadn't even begun to 
grow. Then she realized that her waist had shrunk, the gentle curves from 
her hips to her ribcage gave Mari pride to heave such curves, for years she 
had strived to have a perfect hour glass figure and now, with no work at all 
she had it. Keeping the hour glass figure, her waist began to grow outwards 
filling the once snug fitting shirt to beyond what it could hold. The 
buttons held fast much to the surprise of Maria, but the sweat weakened 
fabric tore easily, in the reflection Maria saw a wall like set of abdominal 
muscles framed by ladder work oblique muscles. In unison, all the muscles of 
her midsection swelled to remain in proportion to her body. Behind her c-cup 
breasts, the pectoral muscles lifted and swelled, pushing her bosom forward, 
past the confines of her top. This time the buttons flew upward to the moon 
before falling down on her body. The muscles of her abs had made the skin so 
tight the buttons that landed there bounced a full foot into the air. The 
rattle of buttons hitting the floor echoed around the chamber, before being 
accompanied by the snapping of Maria's bra. Her increasing bosom, thanks to 
her increasing pecs, had broken the straps and clasp of her bra, making it 
flap sideways to the stone table. Her c-cup breasts flattened against the 
solid muscle and Maria saddened at this sight but was shocked to see them 
grow anew, a healthy, firm D-cup size emerged on top of her huge pectoral 
muscles. Her back seemed to be tiny in the mirror, but it wasn't to be for 
long. From behind her against the stone table, her back began to grow at an 
enormous pace, to Maria it seemed she was sprouting wings, along with her 
growing back, Maria watched as her shoulders rounded into softball sized 
muscles, and her neck became almost triangular, the cloth of her shirt 
seemed to be dragged against the stone table, screaming as it was torn 
apart, by the powerful back. From her shoulders the vein along her bicep 
returned, quickly followed by the swelling of the bicep. Maria thanked 
herself for choosing to wear the sleeveless top rather than the sleeved, or 
she wouldn't have been able to see the muscle form as she did now. Beneath 
her bicep, her tricep muscles on each arm, pushed the now heavy arm upwards, 
following the vein down, Maria watched as her forearm caught up with the 
rest of her body, swelling to remain proportion to her body.
With the induction complete, Maria watched as her escorts removed the clips 
from her fingers and the priestess moved away, followed by the other 
priestess who carried the mirror. Maria tried to move but couldn't, her new 
body was too heavy. Here she felt very vulnerable.
	The two Amazon escorts, looked at her for a bit, before one reached out and 
tore away her soaking shorts and underwear. The same Amazon then touched her 
crotch and pushed two fingers deep into Maria, the other escort groped her 
breasts and kissed Maria, her tongue sliding between her lips seeking out 
her own tongue.  For the next half an hour, the two Amazon Escorts took 
Maria from climax to climax, with each full and amazing orgasm. Maria found 
she could move a little. When they had finished making love to her, she 
could move freely from the table. Her no longer escorts but lovers, handed 
her some cloth to cover her modesty, but that was all. With all her 
musculature in full view, Maria walked out flanked by her lovers to be 
greeted as one of the newest members of the village.

Prof. Maria Watkins had found the Source of power for the Amazon Warrior 
Women legend.