[stonepeaks]

Hi. i am a newbie here and I'll start by asking a favor…

Some years ago, I read in a Usenet newsgroup a story about a character named Danielle. She was a young girl who had a crush on one of her older brother's friends. Since the boy paid no attention to the little girl, she decided to impress him by building her muscles in the basement gym where her brother used to lift weights. Miraculously, she manages to build a spectacular body with the help of the family's latin maid as her spotter (actually, the maid becomes uncomfortably sexually aroused by that very young girl with prodigious muscles who teases her all the time).

I can't remember who the author was… but anyway… Anybody remember this one?

Thanks!

SP

[iceman75]

I hope you find it, it sounds like a great story and I would like to read it myself.

[tanzfux]

Is it this one? I loved it. It was one of the stories what bring me to this genre 🙂
Exactly those were my dreams when I was 13y/o

Danielle 1  
 

  One summer, when I was about 17 years old, I used to hang out with my  
best friend on his deck, shirts off, soaking up the sun and shoooting the  
breeze.  We explored the issues of the day and the questions that have  
tantalized philosophers since the beginning of time.  But one sweaty  
afternoon has always stood out –it led me to the most intense fantasy I  
ever had…one that that was a constant source of arousal at that age and  
one I revisit from time to time.  My friend had a younger sister,  
Danielle.  Danielle was about 12 at the time-maybe 13, but I don't think  
so.    
 
That hot July day, the sun was shining strongly on the deck.  My  
friend and I were dressed for the occassion and were sipping iced teas.  
We both had taut, muscled 17 year old bodies–Ah, how I miss that earlier  
version of myself.   Young Danielle was shorter than I am, which is not to  
say much because I topped out at about 5'5".   She was in a one piece  
bathing suit.  Her brothers were avid weighifters at a time and age when  
that was unusual.   Danielle may have touched some of the lighter weights,  
because she was fairly sinewy–but it might have been just good genetics.  
 
My friend got up and went inside, closing the sliding door behind him.  
Danielle began to try to get my attention.  She asked me to flex my arm.  
I declined, althogh modesty about my body is not one of my better  
qualities.  I enjoy showing off, but I have always been discreet, and  
feign modesty or shyness when asked to display myself–perhaps because it  
seems unnatural, or maybe I'm more uncomfortable than I would like to  
admit.  After a little pestering I complied and flexed.  My arms were, I'm  
guessing, a little over 13" then, but had nice peaked biceps.  Danielle  
began to pinch me–my chest, arms, wherever she could poke her hand, while  
I tried to keep her hands away.  I got up from the chair and headed for  
the door, still parrying Danielle's curious, teasing probes.  As I walked  
away and got between her and the door, Danielle grabbed hold of one of my  
buns, pinching and twisting the tight hard flesh now caught in her  
fingers. Startled. I knocked her hand away, but she grabbed more flesh  
with her other hand, sharply twisting my virgin gluteal muscle.  At this  
point, I startled myself, as I realized that this was having an  
extraordinary, arousing effect.  
 
I became dizzy, lightheaded, and I was aware that my penis was  
beginning to stiffen.  Afraid, I grabbed Danielle's arm and told her to  
stop.  When I let go she immediately pinched me again, then swung to my  
front.  She pulled at my shorts (I was wearing cotton athletic shorts, the  
type with built-in underwear-like a bathing suit).  Danielle clutched at  
the waistband and pulled it away from my body.  Again, I knocked her hand  
away and reached for her wrists.  She cried with delight and derision, "I  
saw your thing."  Then she reached for the front of my shorts.  I stopped  
her hands cold.  At that moment, my friend threw open the sliding screen  
door and barked, "DANIELLE, STOP IT!"   Danielle retreated, her face  
registering frustration and disappointment.    
 
 
Then Danielle decides to take control of the situation.  "If I'm going  
to really have fun with Eddie, I need to be stronger than he is.  Then I  
can have MY way with HIM!"    
 
That night Danielle goes into the basement where the weight set is  
kept.   She looks at the iron dumbells and the iron plates across the  
floor, the bench and bar above it and the leg extension at the end of the  
bench.  She quickly makes her mind up. Her parents are on vacation and her  
brothers have both gone out for the evening.   She calls to the family's  
Latin housekeeper, "Dora, come here!"  (Danielle's father is a very  
successful, suburban doctor, and her parents spend very little time at  
home.  They hired a live-in maid to care for the house and cook for the  
children).  
 

[tanzfux]

Dora walks down the steps and is shaken by the determined look on  
Danielle's face.  She is hesitant, something in Danielle's voice causes  
Dora to be afraid of what the girl might ask her to do, but the girl's  
burning gaze instantly tells her that she cannot refuse.  Danielle points  
to the barbell and bench and demands that Dora help her put some plates on  
the bar, and then spot her.    
 
The hours pass and Danielle doesn't tire.  In fact, she seems to only  
get stronger.  Weights, that at first she could not budge off the bar, now  
cut through the air as Danielle struggles underneath, pushing them up and  
slowly letting them down to her chest, again and again.  Over and over,  
throughout the night, the still quiet in the basementis  regularly  
punctuated by Danielle's fevered exertions and the weights clanging back  
on the bar at  the end of another set of repetitions.    
 
Each time, Danielle increases the weight, she struggles to move the  
bar at first, needing Dora's assistance to complete even one repetition.  
A minute later, Danielle struggles to complete two repetitions.  Soon she  
is hoisting the weight up and down, freely and easily for ten repetitions.  
 
Dora is struck speechless as Danielle progresses from 40 pounds to  
45, then 50 and soon 60 pounds.  "Surely the girl doesn't weigh more than  
80 pounds herself'" thinks Dora.  "How can she lift so much weight?  How  
is it that she keeps getting stronger?  When will she stop?"  
 
This routine continues for the next several days, as the boys spend  
little time at home, Danielle drags the maid to the basement to spot her  
exercises.  The young girl is truly tireless.  When Dora needs time off to  
prepare meals, Danielle takes a break from the bench press and grabs hold  
of the dumbells.  Sets of curls for her biceps, then her triceps.  Then it  
is onto the leg extension apparatus to develop her quads.  
 
Danielle sneaks into her brother's room to look at his  
bodybuilding magazines.  From the magazines she learns the different  
exercises for her arms and her legs, including her calf muscles.  She is  
incredibly driven, absolutely insatiable in her desire to become stronger  
than her brother's friend, to finally overpower him.  To have her revenge  
for being so humiliated that afternoon, for making her feel so much like a  
little girl.  
 
On the third day, Danielle catches sight of her reflection in the  
hall mirror.  She realizes that she is "not such a little girl, anymore!"  
"Those are real muscles," she thinks.  Not like her big brothers' yet, but  
"soon they'll be at least as big as Eddie's."  She smiles at her  
reflection as she hits a double bicep shot, displaying muscles that would  
make almost any fifteen year old boy proud, and she's "only a twelve-year  
old girl."  
 
Although Danielle hides her new muscles from her brothers, these new  
developments do not escape Dora's attention. She is at once terrified of  
this little girl who is now surely the stronger of the two.  But she is  
also strangely fascinated by this muscular little girl.    
 
During one of Danielle's breaks, Dora walks into the master bathroom in  
order to clean up, but is stopped in her tracks by the sight of the young  
Danielle posing before the mirror.  Danielle has put on her bikini, but  
the top can barely contain her now prominent pectoral muscles.  As she  
watches the girl run through a series of poses, Dora becomes aware that  
she is sexually aroused.                      
 
Dora's heavy breathing alerts Danielle to her presence.  She turns  
to Dora and, raising her arms into a double biceps pose, Danielle flashes  
Dora a smile and asks, "What do you think of these?"  Dora drops the pail  
in her hand. "Madre de dios!"   Afraid of her own feelings, Dora runs from  
the room.  But now, suddenly, the weightlifting sesions had lost the dread  
they had held for Dora.  Suddenly, Dora could no longer wait for the next  
session to begin, to see Danielle's muscles in action.   Dora spends the  
next week in a constant state of sexual arousal.  She cannot tear herself  
away from that room, from Danielle.

[tanzfux]

By the 11th day of her regimen, Daniele has progressed incredibly.  She 
is benching weights that would give her brothers trouble. Although she is 
much shorter than Eddie, by perhaps 8-10- inches, she knows she is now the 
stronger one.  Eddie, she figures weighs under 140 pounds.  She is 
benching 170 pounds for reps.  She could throw Eddie around like a rag 
doll.  Danielle checks herself out in the bathroom mirror.  She takes off 
her top–a torn sweatshirt.  None of her shirt or her bathing suits fit 
her anymore.  Her training bra is useless–It couldn't stretch to cover 
her muscular chest, now over 6 inches bigger than it was only 11 days ago. 
Just standing there, without tensing her muscles, she can see that she has 
much bigger muscles than Eddie.  Her lats flare out behind her. She 
spreads and flexes them in a pose she saw in the magazines.   
 
Dora cannot contain herself.  Dora places her hands on Danielle's 
firm ass, and then traces up the length and breadth of this girl's amazing 
back.  She has never been this close to anyone with such big, hard 
muscles.  Danielle enjoys the sensation, as well.  She has never been 
touched in a sensual way before.  Dora is panting with excitement. 
Danielle spreads her arms out with her palms up and tenses them.  Dora 
slides her own hands across Danielle's muscular back and over shoulders, 
stopping when her hands reach Danielle's tensed upper arm.  Dora is now so 
aroused that she begins gyrating her hips, with her crotch frimly pressed 
against Danielle strong buttocks.   

Danielle knows what Dora is waiting for.  Slowly, Danielle bends each 
arm, and begins flexing her biceps–harder and harder, as her hands come 
up towards her shoulders.  Baseball-sized muscles erupt from her arms. 
Dora has lost any and all self-control and is alternately pressing against 
and caressing these incredible arms, while rubbing her breasts against 
Danielle's muscular back and moving her hips across the girl's muscular 
buttocks.  Danielle reaches back and grabs Dora's own buttocks, pressing 
Dora harder against her.  Dora start to shout,  but Danielle, is blind with your power. 
Dora  faint, and  Danielle broadly smiles and flexes a double biceps shot over the fallen woman. 
"You're next, Eddie," she pronounces.

[jdrabbit1]

I don't know if it is the one he's looking for, but I've never read it.  Is there more, and where?

[stonepeaks]

Yes! This is the story! THANKS!

[Reason]

Many thanks to both stonepeaks and tanzfux. What an incredibly hot story!

[stonepeaks]

Actually, I am pretty sure that there was a sequel to this one (Danielle story #2). I can't remember very well, but Danielle gets to meet Eddie again and he, of course, is mesmerized by her body and can't help but have a massive erection inside his pants.

Does anybody have it in their files?

In fact, the opening is so good that it makes me think of endless possibilities for a follow-up.

Any writers apply? 🙂

[iceman75]

I'm loving this story, I can't wait to see more, I may actually apply for that, its been a fairly long time since I wrote a story with a preteen girl as the main character.

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