[spoonmaster]

Hey there, I'm a long time lurker, first time poster, so I hope I'm doing this right.

I'm a huge fan of DCM's artwork.  Right now, Janet Steele is my favorite.  I was so inspired by his drawings, that I
thought I'd write a little one of my very own Janet Steele fantasies  I tried to email it to Dave to see if it was okay, but I'm not sure that I had his correct email address.  So if I need to delete this post until I get permission, let me know and I'll be happy to do so.

So without any further ado, here is my first ever story.

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Best Birthday Ever: A Janet Steele Fan Fiction (part 1)
by Spoonmaster

Matt Davidson was excited as he traveled to his girlfriend’s house.  He was turning 25 today and his girlfriend, Janet Steele, had recently promised him that she’d give him a birthday that he’d never forget.

Matt had met Janet a few months ago, and they hit it off almost immediately.  Both were coming off bad relationships and gave each other just the support they needed.  For Matt, there was an added bonus, Janet was a bodybuilder.  Matt had been a long time admirer of female bodybuilders.  Not only did he think the muscle was attractive, but he’d always fantasized about women who were stronger than he was.  Matt had only ever seen glimpses of Janet’s strength (such as an overly powerful hug, or her being able to open a jar he couldn’t, little things like that), but he had no idea how strong she really was. Judging by how much bigger her arms were than his, even relaxed, he imagined that her strength was probably pretty considerable.  Yet for all his obsessions, Matt had said nothing about how he really felt.  He didn’t want Janet thinking he loved her just for her body, and while that’s what initially attracted Matt to Janet, he’d since found her to be a charming, funny, and honest woman who he felt more comfortable with than anyone else in the world. 

For Janet’s part, she was seriously falling for Matt.  Her former boyfriend had left her confidence shattered, and had her questioning what she was doing with her life.  She had gone through a couple weeks of serious depression, until she met Matt.  Matt was everything her ex wasn’t.  He was kind, considerate, attentive, and compassionate.  He was always complimenting her on how beautiful she was, something that her ex certainly never did.  Janet had no idea what Matt thought of her physique, a subject that she avoided at all costs.  Not that she wasn’t curious about what he thought, but she was afraid of what he might say.  She couldn’t bear the thought of another man she cared for telling her how gross her body was, so she just avoided the topic all together.  If Janet had ever noticed how Matt’s gaze sometimes lingered on her arms when she was wearing a shirt that fit a little too snuggly, especially when she’d inadvertently flexed her impressive biceps by teasing her hair or some other mundane task, she’d know her worries were all for not.  But she never noticed, and therefore never knew what to think; that is until recently.  Just a couple weeks ago, fate had intervened in the relationship of these two potential lovers, and now, on this night, their relationship would be changed forever.

And so it was that Matt found himself at Janet’s doorstep, as excited as he’d ever been. He was pretty sure he knew what “a birthday that he’d never forget” meant.  While they were just friends when they met, their relationship had been growing to more than friends over the past month, and while they had yet to have sex, their time together had certainly become more intimate.  Matt was sure it was just a matter of time, since he was falling head over heals for Janet, and he was sure she was falling for him too.  What better time to have sex for the first time than on his birthday. And so he was just a little disappointed when Janet opened the door wearing a track suit that covered her body from head to toe.  He’d been hoping for something a little more reveling for a day he’d “never forget”. 

“Happy Birthday!”  Janet beamed as she hugged the man she was definitely falling for.  She noticed the slight look of disappointment that he tried to instantly hide and snickered as it was exactly the reaction she’d expected.  She knew what he was expecting tonight as she’d tried to make it painfully obvious over the past couple weeks what she’d intended for his special day, though she doubted Matt had any idea what the true scope of her plans were.  She pulled away and looked up at him with a little pout on her face.  “What’s wrong?  Aren’t you happy to see me?”

Matt was a little disappointed that he wouldn’t be able to get a peek at his girlfriend’s perfectly formed physique, but as he stood there looking at her he realized that it didn’t really matter.  Just being near her made him feel better than he had felt all day.  “Babe, the only time I am happy is when I see you.” he replied honestly.

“Awwwww.”  Janet blushed at the compliment.  He was always so sweet.  “You’re such a sweetie.  And I was just teasing you.”  Janet took a deep breath, causing her breasts to noticeably push out against her loose track suit.  Matt was unable to keep his eyes from drawing to her chest.  “Don’t you worry babe.  I promised you a night you’d always remember and I am a woman of my word.  Now get in here birthday boy, let’s have some dinner.”

  Matt had no choice but to follow as Janet physically pulled him into the house.  Matt had long since known that if their relationship was to survive, he’d have to do most of the cooking.  He supposed that when your diet consisted mostly of power bars and protein shakes, just about anything else tasted wonderful to you.  But Matt was fairly certain that Janet had never been formally trained in the wonderful world of spices.  None the less, it was clear that Janet spent a great deal of time preparing the meal, and it wasn’t horrible, so Matt made sure to clear his plate, complimenting Janet on what a good job she did cooking, and then politely refusing an offering for seconds.

They had talked all through dinner.  They never seemed to be at a loss for conversation, one of the things that made them so comfortable together.  But as the meal progressed, Matt noticed that Janet seemed a little distracted.  He wondered what was on her mind, though didn’t press her.  He was sure she’d tell him when she was ready, and after dinner was over, that time had arrived.

“Sweetie,” Janet began a little hesitantly “I have something I need to tell you.”

“What’s  that babe?”

Janet took a deep breath before continuing.  “You remember a couple of weeks ago, when we got splashed by that jerk?”

Matt knew exactly what she was talking about.  About two weeks ago there was a torrential downpour that lasted for almost a day.  Once the rain stopped, Janet and Matt went out for a walk to get some fresh air.  As they were walking, a car whizzed by and splashed them with water from the street.  Not only did they both get soaking wet, but the car kicked up all kinds of grim and dirt from the road too.  So they walked back to Matt’s house, which was only a couple of blocks away, to shower and change.  “Oh I remember.    You know what?  I think I may still have your clothes at my house.”

“You do, as a matter of fact, but that’s not what I wanted to talk to you about.  You see, when I got out of the shower, and you gave me clothes to wear, and then went to shower yourself…”

Matt was starting to get a little nervous, as Janet seemed to be having some trouble saying what was on her mind.  “Go ahead hon.  You can tell me.”

Janet took another breath, and shot Matt a weak smile.  “Well, while you were showering, I tried to put on the clothes you gave me.  Unfortunately, the tee shirt you gave me didn’t fit.  It was a little, uh, tight, um, in the chest.”  Janet blushed, and Matt’s heart started beating a little faster.  He wasn’t sure if it was the image of Janet struggling to put one of his shirts over her chest, or if it was because he thought he knew where she was going with this.

“Anyhow, I started going through your drawers, to see if you had anything bigger.”  There was a pause.  “Well, I found you diary.”

Oh no!  This was not good.  Matt’s heart, which was beating faster, seemed to stop.  Matt had been writing a diary for quite some time now, a habit he’d developed in school that he’d just never shaken.  He didn’t write in it all the time, just when something significant happened in his life, like a vacation, or when he closed on a big project.  Unfortunately, he wrote one of his longest entries ever the night he met Janet!  “Did you, uhhhhh, read any of it?”

Janet was blushing in shame over what she did, though Matt hardly noticed as his mind was preoccupied with worry over what Janet might have seen.  “I’m sorry, Matt, but curiosity got the best of me.  I just flipped through it to see what it was.  When I saw that it was a diary, I closed it and was going to put back.”

Oh, please tell me you put it back.

“Only, as I was closing it, I thought I saw my name.  I guess curiosity won out again, because I opened it back up…”

Oh no!

“…and saw the last entry was about me, so, umm, I read it.”  Matt shot up from his seat so quickly that it startled Janet into silence. 

Matt’s mind was reeling, his heart pounding even faster than it was before.  This was a disaster!  He thought he was going to get lucky tonight, now it looked like he’d probably get dumped.  He had to do something to fix this, but he had no idea what he could possibly say to make it better, all he knew is that he had to say something.

“Look, you’ve got to let me explain.”

“You don’t have to ex…”

“No let me talk!  You’ve got to hear my side of the argument.”  Janet closed her mouth and sat there quietly.  Matt, seeing that she wasn’t going to interrupt, took a moment to collect his thoughts before trying to talk his way out of the biggest mess he could ever remember being in.

“Look, as I’m sure you probably read, I’m somewhat a fan of strong women.  I don’t know, maybe it was all the episodes of Wonder Woman that I watched growing up, who knows.  Lots of people are into lots of things, but for me, the thought of a woman strong enough to overpower me has always been a big turn on.

“The day I first saw you, sitting there alone across the bar.  I mean, you’re the biggest women I’d ever seen.  You looked so powerful just sitting there doing nothing.  I thought you were all my dreams come true.  So yes, I went to talk to you because I was attracted to your body, but really Janet, does anyone ever approach someone at a bar because they think they might have a nice personality?  No, it’s always physical attraction, and you had the perfect body in my mind.

“When I went home the night after we met, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.  I wondered if your muscles were as strong as they looked and I started to imagine what it would be like if you were the woman of my dreams, and so I wrote out an entry into my journal, because that’s what I do.  It was never meant to be read by anyone but me.

“But that was when I first met you Janet.  We’ve hung out a lot since that first night, more than three months.  And as I got to know you, as we talked and spent more time together, I started to realize there was more to you than just a bunch of muscles.  I’ve dated pretty women before that were always so arrogant and conceited, but you were nothing like that.  You’re so honest, and humble.  You’re considerate about other people’s feelings. You’re funny and charming.  You’re a great conversationalist.  You’re always so happy and fun to be around, and you’re nicer to me than anyone I’ve ever met.  Over the last couple of months I realized that you were the woman of my dreams, but not because of the way you looked, but because you’re the most wonderful person that I’ve ever met.  Janet, I think I’m falling in love with you.  To me, you’re perfect in every way, and I’d hate to think I’ve lost that because of some strange twist of fate.”

Janet felt tears well up in her eyes.  “You… you’re falling in love with me?”

“Uh, yeah, I guess I am.  Please, Janet, don’t be mad at me.  I don’t want to loose you.”

“Mad,” Janet looked a little surprised, and then giggled.  She wiped the tears from her face. “I’m not mad at you.”

“You’re not?”  Matt was a little confused, and wasn’t entirely sure he was out of the woods yet.

“Oh no sweetie, of course not.  I mean, I was a little surprised at what I read.  I mean you never said anything, or gave me any indication that you felt that way.”

“It’s just that…  I didn’t want you to think that the only reason I liked you was because of your muscles.  I wanted you to think that I liked you for who you were, and I do.”

“Oh, I know that honey.  Believe me; I’ve known guys my whole life that just wanted to get down my pants, or up my shirt.  It’s not that hard to spot.  But there’s nothing to say that you can’t like me for my mind and my muscles.”  Janet seductively swayed over to her man.  She grabbed his hand and led him into the den and over to a plush chair.  “I spend hours and hours, every single day, making myself look like this.  It’s kind of nice to know that all that hard work isn’t going to waste.  In fact, I can think of nothing better that I’d like to do after a long day at the gym, than to come home and enjoy the fruits of my labors with the man that I’m falling in love with.”

“So you love me too?”  Matt felt a huge sense of relief that he didn’t blow it with the girl of his dreams.

“I do.  And I’ve planned an extra special birthday for the man that I love.  I jotted down a couple of the amazon fantasies that you had written about in your journal.  And tonight, on your special day, I’m gonna make them all come true!”

…to be continued

[spoonmaster]

part 2

Matt’s heart started beating fast again, and he could feel a stirring in his loins.  In some ways, this was even better than sex.  Matt had sex before, but never in his life had a female bodybuilder offered to fulfill all of his fantasies about strong, muscular women. 

Janet plopped down on Matt’s lap, grabbed the back of his neck, and pulled him in for a long, sensual kiss.  She then grabbed one of his hands, and closed it around the zipper to her track suit.  “Why don’t you go ahead and open your first gift.”

Matt needed no further prodding as he eagerly pulled the zipper down, exposing Janet’s tanned, toned, voluptuous physique. Janet got up off of Matt’s lap and let the suit top fall down off of her shoulders and onto the floor.  She then slid her pants down off of her legs, and Matt got his best look ever at the body of Janet Steele.

Standing 5'9" tall, Janet possessed a degree of muscularity that Matt had never seen in a woman.  The white bikini she wore did little to hide her incredible physique.  Thick slabs of muscle covered her thighs, flaring out from her waist.  They tapered down into two diamond shaped calves that looked hard as steel.  Her waist (which seemed smaller than either thigh) was covered by ridges of solid abdominals, which widened up to one of the most incredible chests that Matt had ever seen.  Two voluptuous, perfectly shaped, D cup breasts sat high on slabs of pectoral muscles that few women could develop.  The arms hanging from her bowling ball shoulders were large and shapely even in their relaxed state, hinting to great power.  Matt knew that Janet weighed almost 160lbs.  He couldn't imagine 160lbs put together in a more perfect form.

After giving Matt a moment to take in her form, Janet brought her right arm up and tensed it.  A perfectly shaped, softball sized mound exploded upwards.  Matt sat entranced as Janet repeatedly flexed and relaxed first her right arm, then her left arm over and over, all the while wearing the most beautiful smile on her face.

Soon Janet added other body parts to her flexing display.  She popped out her humongous thighs, rippled her rock hard abs and bounced her breasts up and down as she flexed her pecs.  She finished with a double bicep flex that had Matt sweating.

Janet loved the effect she was having on her boyfriend.  It had been awhile since she posed for anyone, and she really loved showing off her body.  "Now I'm not exactly in contest shape," she said while holding her last pose "but I try to keep fairly cut all year around."

"You look amazing!  I never thought a woman could look as beautiful as you do right now, and I certainly can't imagine you looking any better."  Matt was in such a high state of arousal that he sped through his speech.

Janet sexily swayed over to Matt, and straddling his legs, sat down on his lap.  She was pleased as she noticed the obvious tenting in his pants.  She reached down and started to gently stroke his cock.  "Mmmmmm, like what you see, huh?"

Matt nodded excitedly up and down, trying to keep from coming.  But watching Janet’s chest heave up and down with every breath is nearly more than he can handle.

“Would you like to feel my muscles?”  The words were barely out of Janet’s mouth before Matt reached out to grab her arm.

Matt was amazed at what he felt.  Her skin was like silk.  There wasn’t a single blemish that he could see.  No freckles or birthmarks.  And her tan was perfectly even, leaving no doubt to how she preferred to sunbathe.  On top of that her arm was amazingly hard.  Even in its relaxed state, he could make only the slightest of dents in her bicep, even squeezing as hard as he could. 

Janet laughed at his exertions and let him probe around for a few moments.  Then she decided to really blow his mind.  She stretched her arm out to her side, and then bending her elbow, flexed her bicep as hard as she could.

Matt was speechless as he felt the muscle grow and harden.  His hands, which could barely contain her arm when it was relaxed, were irresistibly pulled apart by her expanding muscle.  Her bicep was perfect in every way, and if he thought it was hard before, now it was like trying to squeeze a marble.  As hard as he tried he couldn’t even come close to making a dent in the surface. 

“Not bad for a girl, huh?”

“It’s not bad for anyone, your arm is amazing.  I’ve never felt anything so hard before in my life.  You must be strong as an ox!”

“You wanna find out?”  Janet was turning it on now.  Using the sultriest voice she had.

“Uhhhhh…” was all that Matt could manage. 

Janet grabbed Matt’s hands and helped him up from his chair.  She then led him back into the kitchen and sat him down in one of the chairs.  She sat down near him, placed her right elbow on the table and put her arm up in the classic arm wrestling pose.  “Why don’t you find out first hand just how strong I am?”

Matt needed no further encouragement.  He was under no delusion that he was stronger than her, but he just had to feel her power.  He grasped her hand, taking a moment to make sure that he had a proper grip, and then placed his own elbow on the table.  Without any warning or fanfare, he started to push.

Nothing happened!  He couldn’t believe it!  She didn’t appear to be bracing herself, or pushing, or exerting in the slightest, but her arm didn’t moved one iota.  It was like pushing against a building. 

For Janet’s part, she had no idea how strong Matt was.  She’d never seen him lift anything.  She knew her arms were much bigger than his and was fairly certain that she was much stronger than he was.  Once he started pushing, she realized she had overestimated his strength.  She was able to hold him off with practically no effort at all, and instead threw her concentration into appearing unaware that he started.  After letting him push against her for a few moments, she said.  “All right, you ready to start?”

Matt looked up at her with such a look of shock that she lost her serene expression and burst out laughing.  She nearly pushed his hand down by accident as she leaned forward with a hard belly chuckle.  But she caught herself before she lowered his hand all the way and brought the two hands back up to the starting position. 

She stared at him with a smirking grin for a few moments as he tried in vain to budge her arm.  After she was sure he was clear who was in charge she upped the ante.  “Having a tough time of it, huh?  Well I’ll tell you what, I don’t usually condone cheating; however, since it’s your birthday, I’ll let you get away with it this once.  Why don’t you go ahead and try using two hands and we’ll see if that helps at all.”

Janet watched as Matt brought his other hand up without hesitation.  She felt the pressure on her arm increase, but was able to absorb the extra force without too much problem.  In truth, she thought it wouldn’t really matter if he had two more hands.  He was just no match for her one super strong arm.

Matt was shocked all over.  He expected she was strong, but even using the power of both of his arms he couldn’t even budge her arm an inch.  He didn’t know anyone could possibly be this strong!  He looked up at her to see if he was at least making her strain, and was in for yet another shock.  Not only did it appear that she wasn’t straining, she was reading a newspaper!  She wasn’t even paying attention!

“You know, honey, it looks like it might rain tomorrow.”  She said in a voice so calm she could have been talking about… well, the weather.  Matt must have made a sound as he continued his struggle, because she looked up at him and seemed shocked they were still arm wrestling.  “Oh, I’m sorry, I thought you gave up.  My you’re turning red.  Let’s stop this before you pop a blood vessel.”  And with that she gently pushed both of his arms down onto the table as casually as one might flip the page on a newspaper.

“There, is that strong enough for you?”

Matt was in awe.  He’d never felt such strength before.  She had to be at least three times as strong as he was, maybe four!  “Was that hard for you at all?”  he nervously asked.

Janet just laughed her musical laugh.  “Did it look like I was straining?”  Janet brought her arm up and started flexing her bicep again.  “Sorry Matt, but I’m afraid you’ve got no chance at all against these muscles.  You’d probably have to invite over a friend to give you a hand or two if you actually wanted a chance to win.”

She had to be teasing.  There was no way she could arm wrestle two guys at once and win?  Was there?  But he didn’t even budge her arm!  Not even an inch…

“Well, you’re gonna need to rest up your arms a little bit before you get the rest of your presents.  So why don’t we have some cake?”

“Sure, I could use a little breather.”

Janet got up and went over to the kitchen counter.  She took a few moments to light the candles on Matt’s cake, then carried it over to him while singing happy birthday, but Matt hardly heard her.  He was too mesmerized by her breasts, for with every note she sang, she bounced one of her breasts in a happy birthday pec flex.

“All right make a wish, and then blow out your candles.”

“Hell, I’ve already got my wish.”  Matt said sincerely as he blew out his candles.  “I can’t imagine wanting anything else than spending time with such an amazing, beautiful, strong woman.  You’re the woman of my dreams, and right now I think I’m the luckiest man alive.”

“Ooooo, you sweet talker.  You keep those compliments coming and you might have a better birthday than you could dream of.”

Janet and Matt slowly enjoyed their cake and each others company.  For awhile, the conversation even left Janet’s muscles and strength.  Matt was pleased with himself for being able to get his mind off his scantily clad girlfriend’s body.  He felt surer than ever that his love for her ran much deeper than just her body.

After Matt’s plate was finally empty, Janet cleared the table and resumed her sexy saunter. “All right sweetie, it’s time to open up some more presents.”

Matt eagerly jumped up and followed Janet back into the family room.  Janet walked over to the corner and picked up the smaller of two wrapped boxes in the corner.  “Here, open this one first.”

Matt grabbed the box from Janet and ripped off the paper.  Tearing open the box, he reached in and pulled out the contents with a perplexed look on his face.  He looked up to Janet’s pleased smile.

“Boxing gloves?”

“That’s right sweetie pie.  Now let me help you put them on.”  Janet spent a couple minutes making sure that Matt’s gloves were on properly and then stepped back and placed her hands on her hips.  “There, perfect fit.”

“Well, that’s great babe, but I’m not much of a boxer.”

“I know that.  I’m not suggesting that you take up the sport.  I’d hate to see that pretty little face of yours get hurt.  These are for our own private use.”

“You want to box me?!”

“No, not exactly.  Remember, I read the diary with all your fantasies.  One was arm wrestling a girl who could beat you, even if you used two hands.  Well, that one was easy enough.  Another was something about a girl with abs so hard your punches would just bounce off of them.  Well, I’m about to go two for two baby.”  Suddenly Janet’s stomach hardened with ridges of thick, perfectly sculpted muscle.  She punched herself in the stomach a couple of times, which made a dull thudding sound.  “Come on honey; give me your best shot!”

“You want me to hit you?!”

“Sure.  You don’t really think you can hurt me do you?  I’ve taken punches from guys a lot bigger and stronger than you.  And I got you those gloves to make sure you don’t hurt those frail little hands of yours.”

Matt gulped.  She got him the gloves to protect his hands from hurting when he hit her?  This woman was unbelievable.

Despite Janet’s assurances, Matt was still afraid to cause Janet any pain.  He walked up to her as she stood there in the classic Wonder Woman pose and threw a half hearted jab into her gut. 

“Matthew, you wouldn’t be able to hurt an infant with a punch like that.  Now I’m serious.  I went to a lot of trouble to put this present together for you, the least you could do is give me one good shot in the ole bread basket!”

Matt was still hesitant, but Janet was actually starting to look upset, because he wasn’t hitting her.  What the hell, he thought, and cocked back his fist and landed a fairly hard punch.  Just like his first feeble attempt, this one just bounced off her abs without moving her a bit. 

Now Janet’s scowl turned back to a smile as Matt started playing along.  “Well, I certainly hope you can do better than that!”

“All right,” he said aloud “you asked for it.”  And Matt let loose with all of his might into the hardest punch he’d ever thrown at anyone.  THUD!!  The sound rang out through the room, but once again, Janet showed no signs of any discomfort, in fact her smile broadened. 

“Now that’s more like it.  Now go ahead and let it loose, as many times as you want, and we’ll see who quits first.” 

Once more Matt was stunned by his girlfriend’s power.  He felt the passion start to stir once more, and with his increased adrenaline came an urge to prove himself to this woman.  And so Matt let go a barrage of punches, lefts and rights, single shots and combinations.  Over and over he smashed his gloved fists into Janet’s exposed belly, and yet she absorbed every single blow.  She even shouted encouragement to him. 

After he must have punched her nearly forty times, he started to feel sore in his shoulders and stopped to take a breather.  Though he noticed while he was breathing heavily, Janet was wearing just as big a smile as when they started.  “Wow, that’s a hard belly you’ve got.  Didn’t any of those punches hurt at all?”

Her laugh was as sweet as ever.  “Honey, you could probably pound on these abs all day and I wouldn’t feel anything.  You really aren’t hitting me all that hard.  Heck, I stopped flexing my abs a while ago, and my little tummy is still too hard for you to penetrate.  Maybe later on I’ll let you try it using a bat.”

Matt was stunned.  She wasn’t even bracing against his shots!  He lashed out again against her tummy and watched as his fist bounced off harmlessly.  He didn’t even dent her relaxed stomach.  Was there no end to the power of this woman? 

“There now, sweaty, no need to wear yourself out, we’ve got plenty more to get to tonight.”  Janet reached out and grabbed Matt’s hand.  She gently led him over to one of the family rooms comfy chairs.  “Why don’t you rest up a little bit before we go on.”

Matt gratefully sat down.  In truth, he was tired from all the punches he threw.  Janet moved around to the back of the chair and started massaging his shoulders.  He felt the tension leave his body as her strong hands worked out all the kinks that he’d worked up.  Matt let out a deep sigh as relaxation set in.  He closed his eyes and let himself enjoy Janet’s gentle ministrations.

“There,” Janet softly whispered in Matt’s ear. “does that feel good?”

“Mmmmmm…”

“Good, now that I’ve got you nice and relaxed, it’s time to go on fulfilling your fantasies.  Now let’s see, what else could your fantasy girl could do?  Ah yes, I remember.”  Matt felt his chair tip backwards, until he was leaning back, looking up at Janet’s face.  “Try not to move around too much, you’re going for a little ride.”

Before Matt could ask what she meant, Janet ducked down behind the chair.  For a moment nothing happened, then, suddenly, the chair started to rise up off the ground.  Matt was stunned at the sudden unexpected movement, and grabbed onto the two armrests in fright.  The chair moved up and up, until it finally stopped, barely a foot from the ceiling.  Confused, Matt tried to figure out what happened, when the chair started to move again.  Now it seemingly floated along across the room, before stopping at a large mirror on one wall.  Matt looked into the mirror, stunned at his reflection.

Janet stood there on the ground, with a huge smile on her face.  Her two hands were stretched far up over her head, and resting on her hands, was the very same chair that Matt was sitting on.  God!  The chair must weigh 30lbs.  Combine that with the 150lbs that Matt weighed, and Janet was holding 180lbs overhead, with apparently little effort. 

“Oh my God!”  Matt managed to stammer.

Janet’s smile widened.  “I see you’re impressed.”

“I don’t believe it.”

“What’s not to believe?  I’ve got huge muscles that are hard as steel, and you’re as light as a feather.  Do you really think this is hard for me?  Let me show you how easy this is.  How old are you now?”

“Um… 25 years old.”

“25 huh.  Well, now I know why girls like to date younger men.  But, 25 it is.  All right Matthew, you count.”

“Count what?  I… woe!”  Matt’s voice was caught in his throat and he gripped the chair anew as it was suddenly being lowered down.  Janet brought it down to the top of her head, and then with no fanfare lifted it right back up, and then back down, and up…

“Um sweetie,” said Janet, stopping her lifts. “you’re supposed to be counting the reps.  Now let’s start again.  And this time I want to hear you counting.”

“Uh, okay… 1!”  Stammered Matt as the chair was once again lowered and raised.  “2,3,4,5…”  Matt kept counting as the chair went up and down, up and down.  Janet’ face became serious as she obviously was concentrating on what she was doing, yet the chair went up and down with hardly a jerk in motion.  She got up into the 20’s before she actually seemed to have to use a little effort, but she was handling his weight so easily even after 25 reps that Matt was sure she could do more.  However, after the 25 rep, Janet once more locked her arms holding the chair high above her head.

“Wow, that was incredible!  I can’t believe you just did that!  Wasn’t it hard?”

“Well, 25 is a lot of reps for 180lbs, but I usually work out with more weight than that.  In fact…”  Matt felt the chair wobble as Janet shifted her hands around under the chair.  Without any fanfare, Janet dropped her left hand, so that she was now supporting the weight of Matt and the chair with just one hand!  She brought her left hand up and flexed her bicep in the mirror.  “Ta da! Not bad for a girl, huh.  Though I guess not every girl has arms like these.  Now, let’s see what we can do.”

Again Matt felt the chair lower down towards the ground, only to rise once more into the air.  Janet was doing reps again, but this time with just one arm!  Matt looked down at her through the mirror and could see the effort and concentration on her face.  She was clearly reaching her max as her arm was shaking and sweat dripped down her face.  Yet for all her struggles, she still managed to knock out 4 reps of one armed lifts before she once again locked her arm with Matt still high above her head.

“Damn, I could only do 4.  Though I think you’d agree that’s pretty impressive.”  Janet said as she reached back up to take the chair once again with both hands. 

Matt was utterly speechless as Janet lowered the chair back down to the ground.  He doubted he knew any two men that could do what Janet just did with one hand.  He was starting to wonder if there was anything this sexy powerhouse couldn’t do.

“All right sweetie,” Janet helped Matt back to his feet.  He was surprised to feel his knees shaking.  “let’s get back to your birthday gifts.”

Janet led Matt over to a table at the side of the room that had a rather large box wrapped in paper.  “You’re gonna have to open this one on the table, it’s probably a bit too heavy for you to lift.”

Matt was wondering, if it was so heavy, how did it get up on the table in the first place.  But his curiosity at what it could be kept the thought on the fringes of his mind.  He ripped off the wrapping paper, to find what appeared to be an old scratched up footlocker.  “Um, thanks Jan.  It’s, uh, great.”

Janet giggled in that musical voice that she had.  “No you silly, the gift isn’t the footlocker.  It’s what’s inside the footlocker.”

As curious as ever, Matt opened up the footlocker and looked inside.  The contents were hardly more impressive than the locker itself.  The box was filled with what looked like scrap metal.  Several different pipes and bars were thrown haphazardly into the chest, all looked old and used and in various states of decay.

Janet must have seen the look on Matt’s face, because she walked up to the chest still giggling at his confusion.  “Don’t you remember your other fantasies?”  Janet reached into the box and pulled out what looked like an old, metal pipe.  “About being with a woman strong enough to bend metal with her bare hands.”  Janet grabbed the metal pipe with both hands at either end of the pipe.  Suddenly her whole body seemed to flex up with rock hard, super strong muscles.

No way!  Matt thought as he watched Janet with his mouth wide open.  Yet sure enough, before he could even finish his thought, the pipe started to buckle in the middle and with an animalistic grunt of shear power; Janet folded the metal bar in half!  Matt couldn’t believe it.  Of all the things he had seen tonight, this was by far the most amazing. 

Janet’s chest was heaving from the effort of what she just did, but she smiled as she noticed the tell tale bulge coming from Matt’s pants.  She dropped the bar to the ground with a clang and sensuously sauntered over to the awe inspired man.  “It seems you like what you see.”  Janet erotically breathed out.  Her body was coursing with power, fueled even further by the effect it was having on her boyfriend.  She reached out and grabbed Matt by his belt and started unbuckling it.  “Now, I’ve got another birthday present for you, one I think you’ll enjoy more than all the others combined.”  Janet deftly went to work on his pants, unbuttoning them before sliding them down his waste until they were bundled down around his ankles.

Finally freed from its confines, Matt’s erection sprung up, slapping against Janet’s body.  He had never been so turned on in his entire life, and felt like he was about to explode.  He reached out; he just had to feel Janet’s body.  His hands came to rest on her stomach as he once again probed the steel hardness of her abdominals.  He felt her stomach for a few minutes before he felt Janet grab his arms at the wrist and start to lead them higher and higher up her body until they were cupping her breasts.

“Now I might have just recently found out how much you like muscles, but I’ve always known how much you love these huge, firm, voluptuous breasts of mine.”

Janet’s sultry teasing was making him even harder, if that was possible, as Matt freely explored Janet’s perfect breasts.  Never in his life had he felt breasts so firm!  As he was caressing her, she started flexing her pecs, making her firm breasts harden even more in his grip.

“Of course, as a bodybuilder, I can do things with this chest that other women can only dream of.” She was just whispering now, making Matt strain to hear every word.  Janet took a deep breath, expanding her lungs, and pushing her breasts out even further than they were.  She was rewarded by the look in Matt’s eyes, which bulged out even further with her chest's new expansion.  She could feel the tightness of her purposefully too tight bikini top as it struggled to contain her expanding growth.  Just a little bit more, Janet thought as she flexed her chest with all of her might.  Finally, the bikini could take no more, and just like she had hoped, the small string attaching the two cups snapped like a twig, freeing her two perfect womanly mounds. 

Matt took an involuntary step back at the sound, not able to believe what he just witnessed.  She just busted out of her top!  And as she let the now ruined piece of clothing fall to the ground, he couldn’t help but stare in awe and lust at her incredible form.

Janet knew that Matt was about to burst, in more ways than one, and now she was ready to push him right over the edge.  She took a step back toward Matt, until her ultra pumped chest was rubbing against his far inferior one. “Awwwww, don’t be afraid.  These little boobies won’t hurt you.  In fact, they’re gonna do quite the opposite.”  She reached around Matt, placed her hands on his butt, and pulled him right up against her body.

Matt was about to explode as his cock once more rubbed up against Janet’s rock hard abs.  This is the most amazing experience of my life, he thought.  Little did he know it was just about to get better.  At first he didn’t realize that he was standing up on his toes.  He thought that it was just from the excitement he was feeling and went to stand back on flat feet, but he couldn’t lower his body.  In fact, his body kept raising higher and higher until his feet were no longer touching the floor.  He was once again assailed with the sensation of weightlessness, a sensation he was growing to love, a sensation that was soon to be replaced by something much, much better.  As he was lifted higher and higher, his erection slipped into the crevice between Janet’s two huge breasts, and now he was hit by waves of pleasure unlike any he’d ever experienced. 

Janet started flexing her pecs.  Sometimes both at the same time, sometimes one at a time.  Every flex a slow and controlled motion, massaging Matt’s cock in a way he’d never experienced!  Then, continuing her flexing, she slowly lowered and then raised Matt’s body, so that his erection slid up and down the entire length of her massive cleavage.  Matt reached his hands down, and cupped Janet’s rock hard biceps, feeling them bulge with power as she seemingly effortlessly titty fucked him in mid-air!

It was too much for Matt to handle, and it wasn’t long at all before he exploded with the most intense orgasm that he had ever experienced.  Janet held him tight against her body as she waited for his convulsions to subside.  Once Matt was done, Janet shifted him around in her arms until she was cradling him against her body.  She pulled him close and gave him a long kiss on the mouth. 

“So, how was that?”

“Wow!  It was the most incredible thing that I’ve ever experienced.”

“Well then, I’ll have to keep that as a special treat for you when you’re a very good boy.”  Janet started carrying Matt through her condo back toward her bedroom. 

Matt was in heaven.  Janet was far more than he had ever hoped for.  She was beautiful, sexy, playful, and stronger than he could have ever dreamed.  He snuggled his head on her thick, meaty shoulder as she carried him, hoping that she never put him down.  Then, we they got into her bedroom, he started to think his night wasn’t quite over yet. 

Janet’s bedroom was set for the night.  The room was immaculately cleaned, and candles burned throughout, setting a romantic mood. 

“So,” Janet whispered into the ear of her lover.  “are you too tired, or do you think you’ve got a little more stamina.”

“Well, I’m wide awake, but I’m afraid my little buddy is spent.  Do you think you can wake him up again?”

Janet glanced down at Matt’s flaccid member with a coy smile.  “Oh, I think I know just the way to get a rise out of him.”

Matt could feel Janet shifting her hands underneath him, and he could feel himself start to stiffen at the mere thought of what she might be doing.  Suddenly, Matt’s body started to rise up, and up, and up, until he was once more suspended high over Janet’s head.

“There, does that help?”  It most certainly did.  Matt was throbbing once again at his girlfriend’s newest display of strength.

Janet held him for several moments before gently tossing him down onto her queen sized bed.  She reached down, and slid her bikini bottoms down her chiseled legs.  Then she treated the birthday boy to a couple more poses while her boyfriend hastily removed the rest of his clothes. 

Once he looked ready, Janet crawled up the bed toward him, rubbing her breasts all the way up his torso until the two lovers mouths met in a long passionate kiss.  “So, did you enjoy your birthday?”

“Oh God did I ever.  It was the best birthday I’ve ever had!”

Janet smiled, and began to ravish her boyfriend, giving him the happiest ending a man could ever hope for.

THE END

[James]

That's good. That's really rather good.

[ratlaf]

That's good. That's really rather good.

Sorry, but this is an understatment. 

This is an amazing story!!!!!!  Good work.

😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D 😮 ;D

[scat]

Excellent story  until you wrote 'THE END' instead of 'more to come' ;D

i hope,a day, you will repair this very small error . ::)

thanks for your wonderfull work

[fm07]

Great work!

[The Mole]

I agree with Scat.

Excellent until you got to "The End."

We can only hope for more! 🙂

[Fonk]

That was really clever, intense, well-crafted stuff. Thanks so much.

[David C. Matthews]

I suppose it's time I replied  ;D

I love the idea that Janet's birthday gift to Matt would be an exhibition of her physique and her strength.  It was, for the most part, an enjoyable read.

One minor quibble: Matt's last name is "Davison", not "Davidson".

And one rather major quibble, I'm afraid: I'm a little put off by the condescending tone that both the narrator and Janet (to a lesser extent) take toward Matt.  This aspect of other muscle-woman stories I've read has been a turn-off for me; I don't think it's necessary to belittle the man this much in order to emphasize the strength of the woman.  Matt isn't a weakling, and I found it a little disconcerting to see him referred to as if he was.

But I did enjoy the mental images I was getting as I read the descriptions of Janet's posing and strength feats; if I didn't already have a million-and-one things I want to get drawn I'd try a comics adaptation of it.  All in all, pretty good stuff.

[spoonmaster]

Thanks for all the compliments, I'm glad people enjoyed it. 

The idea wasn't to make Matt seem like a weakling, but to highlight how much stronger Janet is than a man of average strength.  I know the Janet Steele character is supposed to be a more realistic character, and the character in my story is much stronger than a woman of Janet's size would be, but I suppose you can just chalk that up to personal taste as I've always been a fan of women much stronger than the men they're with.

Anyhow, thanks for the critique.  I've almost finished another Dave Matthews fanfic.  This one stars Tetsuko (pre-transformation).  I'll post it as soon as it's done.

[Author]

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