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October 12, 2006 at 7:17 am #41187
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ParticipantWell, I've lurked the forums for a llittle while and decided to write my own story, so here it is (Sorry for all the mistakes made by me):
Amanda, PART 1
Amanda walked through the halls of the high school as she was finding her way to the bus. Today’s school day hadn’t been the best as she spilled fruit punch on herself after having bread thrown at her for some stupid reason. Amanda was a 5’2” girl with A cup breasts and shaggy brown hair that had trouble staying down. Across her face and body were freckles of all sizes. She wasn’t a very athletic girl and was a very skinny girl. Her skin was also pale and had a farmer’s tan barely reaching her upper arm.
As she got on the bus she looked for an open seat with one of her friends. She found one quickly but didn’t have conversation with her all the way to the bus stop. As Amanda got off the bus she recapped the day. The first part of her day was fine but at lunch when she was drinking her fruit punch in the pizza line someone bumped into her. As a result she spilled punch all over he sweater and was laughed at. From a table nearby people would spit onto their food then throw it at her.
Finally she was going home though. Susan got into her mom’s car and was driven home. Even home wasn’t a good situation.
“So how was your day honey?” her mom asked not noticing that she didn’t have her sweatshirt on.
“Fine” Amanda grunted while looking out the window out of complete and utter boredom and disdain for her life. Nothing went her way anymore, her life before the 10th grade was great. But now that everyone seemed matured her life went down hill. Her ‘little’ brother was bursting with muscle, now being the 9th grade.
“Oh a yard sale! Wanna go look sweetie?” her mom asked pointing to a pink piece of cardboard nailed to a tree.
“No” Amanda snarled to her mother as she just ignored the sign and looked the other way pretending not to see it.
“Ok” her mom replied as they pulled into the driveway of their medium sized house. “Your father won’t be home for a while and your brother is at a friend’s house” her mother said turning off the car and getting out. Amanda did the same and got her heavy back pack and went inside.
She immediately headed to her room while passing her mom and dad’s room, the doors were closed. As she passed her brother’s room she looked inside and saw rap posters and playboy like woman with weights sitting around the messy room. When she got to her room she sat at her deck where her laptop was and got out her homework and a pencil. The homework tonight was easy enough to be done in an hour.
“Stupid life, stupid brother, good for nothing…” she kept muttered for an hour as she finished her homework. “Now where the heck is my CD?!” she yelled out of anger stomping into her brother’s room. As she looked around she tried to move weights out of the way but was soon tired from this small action. “Why do I have to be so weak?” she asked herself from anger. Her brother had always gotten the good end of the gene pool. He was the handsome, tall and muscular one along with being funny around people. When he was home though he would dominate hit sister. Her mother never saw what he would do and her father only supported her brother because he thought that her brother was the best thing since sliced bread.
Amanda got the brains of the family, always getting A’s while her brother got brains and muscle. They used to be really close until her brother hit puberty, he found out that he could easily dominate her and that had been since her eighth grade year.
She soon found her CD case and opened it but to her dismay it was not in there. “Good for nothing! He does what ever he wants” Amanda fumed at the mention of reference to her brother.
Amanda wasn’t usually angry, it was only because of her day today, otherwise she was normally happy and didn’t care much.
Amanda walked through her house trying to get hold of one of her friends but was unable, probably because of the movie night at school. Usually they went as a group to see the old movies they showed and today they were showing some movie about giant ants.
Finally after she stopped trying it was 8 0’clock, he curfew was 9 so she had an hour to kill. So doing what the normal teen does she just sat down on the couch and started to watch T.V.. She was watching VH1 when the door closed and she knew her father was home and would want the T.V..
From behind her she could hear her father saying how great his day was and would want a beer while watching ESPN. So as if on queue Amanda got up off the large couch she was on since her dad was probably going to sit there and make the places a pig pen.
Finally the day was over though and it was the weekend though, since it was now 9 o’clock. She then quickly went to bed and fell asleep like a baby, except not waking up every few hours and crying for their mother.
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*.Next Day …*
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*.*As Amanda woke up she yawned and stretched deeply coming out of her covers. As she looked over to the clock she saw it was 7:23. “Finally, it’s the weekend” she told herself as she started o walk to the bathroom to shower.
Just as she was getting into the shower there was a knock on the bathroom door. “Honey, let’s go to a yard sale down the street at Ms. Perkins’s house ok deary?” her mother’s voice came from the door as Amanda turned on the shower.
“Fine mom!” Amanda yelled over the torrent of water shooting from the shower head. “I wish I had a choice in my life besides always being pushed around” she said as she relaxed with the nice warm water.
After she was out of the shower she got into a baby blue long sleeved shirt with a wool sweater over it and tight jeans. Then she tied her hair up into a pony tail and ran her hands through her hair some.
Once Amanda was finally done she went to her mom and they walked down the street to Ms. Perkins’s house. Ms Perkins was a nice old widow at the age of around 80. Her husband died at the age of 74 from a heart attack while in the hospital. Ms. Perkins had, since then, learned to enjoy every day of life.
“Is anything here catching your eye honey?” Amanda’s mom asked after picking some clothes from a clothes rack.
“Could I get this mom?” Amanda asked not hearing her mother as she came up to her. What she had in her hands was a peculiar box. It had a rotating sphere on the top, seeming to be copper and several puzzle locks to keep the bock closed. There was something heavy inside the box because of it’s weight and when it was shaken there was a thumping inside. The box was made out of a fine maple like wood. Engraved in it were several symbols. “It’s only $3” Amanda added on as she shook the box some.
“Fine dear, are you sure you don’t want any clothes or something instead though?” her mom asked as she showed Amanda the clothes that she was going to buy.
“Mom, I don’t want old lady clothes” Amanda laughed as she started to walked to the cash register.
Once they go home again Amanda went to her room to inspect the puzzle box and her mother went to the master bedroom to try on her clothes. When Amanda was in her room she started to toy with the puzzle box to see what was inside.
“This is a lot harder than they make puzzles look on T.V….” she said after thirty minutes of still trying to figure out the puzzle box. Unfortunately five minutes later she could hear the front door of the house slam closed and she immediately thought that her stupid brother was home. Much to her hate, she was right, as usual.
Her brother, John came storming into her room. As he walked every muscle seemed to ripple under his skin and his biceps pumped up and down to the size of softballs and down. “How’s my favorite sister?” he asked slyly as he came and sat next to her and put her into a headlock and started a pull at her hand and choke her. “What’s this?” he asked as with his left hand he picked up her puzzle box. John then stopped his headlock and started to try and solve the puzzle.
“Give that back!” Amanda yelled trying to get the puzzle box back. She was just pushed aside by her brother, he towered over her at 6’ when they stood up. Amanda tried again but was pushed off the bed with a thud!
“This is stupid” John said throwing the puzzle box to the floor. “Tell me what’s inside if you can solve it” he ordered her as he walk out.
“Ooooooo I hate him so much!” With that Amanda started to solve the puzzle box, for some reason it was easier now, and within an hour she was on the last lock out of 5 locks.
When she finished the box and opened it a blinding yellow light took over the room. When she looked inside there was only one thing. It was in the very center, a beautiful, copper, water lily. It was separated into three sections. All three sections were marked with one word, ‘desire’.
“Pretty, I’d better hide it from John” she told herself as she put it into a corner of her closet.
“Solve it yet sis?” John yelled from his room with the clanking of weights in a hoarse voice.
“No!” Amanda lied, she could smell the stench of sweat from his room right down the hall.
“You better not be lying to be squirt!” he yelled back as the clanking stopped.
Amanda hated being called that, especially by her little brother. Otherwise her day went well besides the usual check up for the box. When the box was closed again it wouldn’t lock so she could pretend it was still locked. In the later part of the day she started to watch T.V..
Soon enough it was time for bed after talking to one of her friends for hours about her day today and school gossip etc.
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*.*Through the night Amanda was having nice, happy dreams. Her dreams were of her growing to inhuman muscular sizes, bigger than anyone ever before, her breasts were basketball sized with nipple the size of someone‘s thumb. She also had huge garden hose sized veins running over he biceps and breasts. In her dreams she dominated her brother and ruled the house and dominated the people at school. Also in her dreams was her brother begging for mercy and worshipping her muscles. She imagined her tree trunk sized legs squeezing his head like a pimple while she pushed his head into her warm, dripping pussy and pubic hair so he had to drink it.
She dreamt of her biceps so large and veiny that people would be scared of her if she pointed to them. Amanda thought of her father being scared out of his mind and somehow sad that he had never been nice to her.
The last part of her dream was she could take the strength of anyone as long as she was touching them and could also take their height.
While she groaned and moaned during the night the copper water lily opened and there was a flash of light in the closet as it finished opening.
After it flashed there was a cracking sound as Amanda’s wooden bed frame broke.
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*.*“What a night” Amanda smiled as she awoke. When he hoisted herself up off of her now broken bed, which she didn’t notice, she let out a long, and deep stretch and yawn. When she looked down to wiggle her toes like every morning she almost choked on her own surprise. Her vision of her toes was being eclipsed by her basketball sized breasts!
“Am I still dreaming?” she asked astounded as she flexed her now massive biceps with the garden hose sized veins running along it. In two quick strides she was on the other side of her room at the large mirror closet. “I must be atleast 6’6”. My legs are like large tree trunks!” she exclaimed in a surprised tone as she flexed her huge leg. Her calves were the perfect upside down heart shape but were huge and matched her thighs. Her abs were 8, pool ball sized slabs of muscle that were hard as steel. Her breast just like in her dream and her traps were flaring up to her ears.
On her back every single muscle could be seen like it was about to burst through her skin. Amanda’s lats were huge and bigger than anything she had ever seen or heard of. Her shoulders seemed bigger than cannonball and her biceps ATLEAST 46in unflexed!
“My dream came true…” she said to her self as she examined her butt which were two huge globes of absolute striated muscle. Her pecs supported her huge breasts without any sign of a bra as if defying gravity. She hadn’t noticed yet but she had burst out of her night gown, but she didn’t care, she was so happy and surprised she wouldn’t care if she was grounded. Luckily it was still the weekend so she had time to get used to her new, Amazonian body.
Just then her thoughts were interrupted by her brother’s voice. “Hey squirt! I’m coming in to solve and box!” he yelled as his footsteps came toward the door.
~This should be fun…~ Amanda thought to herself as she went into her walk in closet to hide. After she closed the closet door her brother came in and slammed the door behind him as usual.
“Squirt where are you with the box?” he order walking around the room.
“In the closet! I can’t seem to reach it” she said and moaned pretending to try and get the box. Meanwhile she really hid in a corner and giggled to herself , she was 4 inches from the ceiling with her new height.
As she hid in the corner of the closet with the light off her little brother walked in. “Let’s turn on the light squirt” he said going toward the light switch. When he was almost there though he hit what seemed like a wall. “Did you put a wall in here?” he asked poking the wall.
“No little brother” she said flipping on the light switch. Amanda then turned around to see the scared look of her little John. “Surprised?” she asked finally looking down onto him, she then put his hands around his waist and easily hoisted him up to her eye level.
“What the hell?!” John yelled trying to get out of his now much bigger sister’s iron grip.
“Now who is the squirt? Squirt!” Amanda laughed barely feeling her brother’s punches and kicks to her body. “And your going to listen to me from now on!” she smiled a large, evil looking smile as she said this. Her brown hair was covering one of her eyes as she blow it out of her face. “You look smaller brother, or am I getting bigger?” she asked sarcastically as she started to take her brother’s muscle and some of his height.
“What are you doing to me?!” John asked angrily as she got bigger and grew 2 more inches in height.
“I took most of your muscle and two inches off your height” she said bouncing her pecs up and down so her large breasts jiggled. “Why, do you have problem with it?” she asked setting him down, “Now look at me, it’s like only yesterday YOU were making my life miserable, time to turn the tables.”
John tried to run away toward the door but Amanda was too fast for him. She grabbed him by the shoulder and twirled him around so he was between her mighty legs. She then lay down on the rug so the floor creaked under her immense weight. “Just like you made me worship your muscles sometimes, your going to worship mine, except lick them free of any dirty and try and massage them gently with your delicate hands. And look out, I may flex occasionally so don’t put your hand somewhere that it might get hurt little brother” she said as if she were talking to a small child.
“No way!” John yelled trying to run again but was caught between his sister’s massive legs still.
“Do it or you’ll somehow get a broken left leg” Amanda snarled putting the pressure onto his left leg without excerpting any real strength.
“FINE!” he yelled as he lay down on his sister’s leg and do as she said.
“Oh, and one more thing” Amanda said to her brother as she reached for him and effortlessly tore all of his clothes off like it was nothing. After she did so she laughed at the huge erection her brother was sporting and flicked it very lightly still sending waves of pain through him. His muscles were nothing more than the average person’s now and were probably very weak compared to what they were.
As John licked he could feel every crevice, ad every rise of her trunk sized legs and huge calves. It was like a valley with mountains and peaks so deep and high. ~I feel like an idiot, I’m worshipping my once stupid and wimpy sister!~ he thought to himself as he kept licking her legs.
Once he came upon her vagina it was warm and moist with pussy. He pubic hair was wet and under her was a wet spot. “You should know what to do” Amanda said while looking up to see her brother’s scared face. “Lick” she ordered and sat up.
John delicately put his head in between her legs and started to probe his tongue into the deep and moist pussy of his big sister. “Not deep enough” she said as he tried to go deeper but had limits to where he would willingly go. “You baby!” Amanda said as she shoved him into her pussy and held him tight with his body trapped between her thighs.
“Enough” she commanded releasing her grip and pulling his head out. “Now continue up my body” Amanda barked as she saw her now wet and pained looking brother.
“Why?! I just went inside–” he was cut off by a flick on the forehead.
“If you think that hurt thing of what it will be like if I punched you” Amanda told her kneeling brother as she cracked her knuckles so there was a loud cracking sound.
John thought about being dead and decided to keep worshipping her huge naked body. He worked his way up the eight pack abs and soon to her luscious breasts. As he worshipped her breasts Amanda’s nipples went erect as waves of pleasure surged through her body. John enjoyed the licking and sucking of the breasts because he had never seen one that big before.
“You’re done” Amanda commanded after another fifteen minutes of worshipping. She then grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the closet. “That was a fun two hours wasn’t it John?” she asked happily dragging him over to her dresser. “Today you’re going to wear my clothes, they should fit you now” Amanda laughed, still in her happy mood. She let go of John and he stood there behind her, not knowing what to think.
From the dresser Amanda pulled out a pair of pink, frilly panties and wiggled them in front of John’s face. “Put these on” she said going back to the dresser. Next she pulled out one of her old bras and told him the same thing and handed it to him. The last two things were a pair of very short shorts and a pink spaghetti strap tank top.
“Let me help you cutey” she told her brother as she started to put the clothes on him despite his wiggling and resisting. “Awe, you look sooo cute” Amanda said trying to suppress her laughter. “And if you tell mom or dad what happened you’ll be eating through a straw!” after that was said she formed a very large fist with her left hand and tensed her huge muscles. “Although they can’t do anything I bet” she laughed to herself “Now let’s go have breakfast after I get some clothes.”
Amanda dragged John into their parent’s room to try and find some clothes. “Try and find something that will fit me pest” she order looking through their parent’s closet.
“Found something Amanda” John told her holding up a huge cotton sweatshirt.
“It will look like a tank top but it will be ok, and never refer to my name unless I tell you to!” Amanda yelled back handing his cheek sending him flying into a wall. When he hit the wall there was a large hole that went half way through the wall now. She put on the sweatshirt and it did look like a tank top on her because of her immense size and looked like a second skin.
After about ten minutes she found a pair of panties that, when put on, seemed to be sucked into her vagina and butt so it looked like a thong about to break. His brother looked through their closet to try and find something that will fit over even part of her thighs and not be eclipsed by her womanhood.
“I’ll just put something together” Amanda said dragging John along to the hall closet. She got out several towels and clothes pins and made a very short skirt like ensemble to wrap about a quarter of the way down her thighs.
As they went downstairs to breakfast Amanda wondered what would happen with her parents. When they went downstairs though she said high to her mouth and kissed her father but they didn’t seem to react differently at all. It was as if they had seen this every day of their lives.
Once her mother saw her brother in the ridiculous outfit she burst out laughing just like Amanda tried not to do. “Are you kids–Ha-ha!– Playing dress up again?” she tried say while she ignored the huge bruise on John’s face.
Just then her father came up to her and started rubbing her muscles to try and massage her. “Need anything champ?” he asked in a sweet, yet deep voice, she didn’t hear him speak much. He then tried to pleasingly nudge her shoulder like he used to with John but to no avail.
“No, thank you though dad” she said enjoying the massaging of his father.
~Why don’t they see a difference?!~ John thought angrily as he itched his leg.
“I like that they don’t seem to be bothered, I think they changed too” Amanda told her brother from across the table as she put a whole waffle into her mouth after her parents left the room. “And I dunno if you noticed on the way down but your room isn’t your room anymore! Your room was a large weightlifting room!” Amanda smirked happily after eating the waffle.
“WHAT?!” his brother yelled furiously while standing up and tipping his chair over with cereal in his mouth. As he yelled the cereal fell out of his mouth and stained the short shorts he was wearing.
She laughed as she saw this and finished her last waffle. When she swallowed the fourth waffle she chugged a large glass of milk and slammed it down onto the table sending a cracking sound through the table as a few splinters came from the legs. “Come on” Amanda said to her brother and got up striding to the other side of the table and picking him up by the bra strap. She set him onto her huge shoulder and walked out of house. “We’ll be back later!” she yelled to her parents as she just squeezed out the door “And get a bigger door!”
“Ok dear! Whatever you say!” their parents yelled back in unison.
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*. Downtown …*
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*.*As they walked downtown John received odd stares for being on top of this huge Amazon’s shoulder while Amanda received stares for being so big and towering over everyone else.
“Let’s go to the clothes shop little brother” she laughed and said in a baby voice that she knew would make him angry.
John just growled at the comment as they walked inside or a local clothes story full of panties, thongs, bras and all sorts of clothes including clothes made for pregnant people which would probably be skin tight on Amanda.
As she was about to try the clothes on and bring John in with her the store manager stopped her.
“Hum” the manager coughed to get attention, “One person to a stall miss” she said trying not to act scared.
“I don’t care!” Amanda told her as she bent down to eye level with the probably 6’ woman and put a fist inches from her face. With that there was a scared expression on the old woman’s face as she back away and Amanda went into the dressing room.
After the fitting was done and the clothes put on and purchased they left the store and headed to the ice cream store. “Do you want an ice cream little boy? Huh? Huh?” Amanda asked her brother while wiggling her large index finger in front of her brother’s face.
“Sure why not” John said a bit skeptical about this act of niceness from his sister.
“Then give me your wallet little brother, you have plenty of money and I claim it” Amanda order while holding her hand ready to receive the small wallet.
“No way!” he yelled while putting his hands into his back pockets.
Amanda flicked him on the forehead against and he fell off her broad shoulder and hit the sidewalk. She stopped and looked down to him sprawled on the sidewalk. “Do you want to give it to me now?” she asked kneeling down.
“Right” John said tiredly as he held up his wallet and Amanda snatched it from his hand and put him back up onto her shoulder.
Once they arrived to the ice cream store Amanda ordered a double scoop of chocolate for her and a small kid’s cup of mint for John.
“I hate mint and you know it!” John yelled throwing it to the ground and crossing his arms while having an angry look on his face.
“I’m sorry John, well, let’s go home!” she laughed as she did know he hates mint and was slightly allergic. “Aren’t you just so happy about school tomorrow? You get to be protected by your big, strong sister” she said to her brother while finishing half of her ice cream.
John grunted at the mention of that, he knew it was going to probably be a horrible day on Monday.
Amanda quickly got them home at 6 in the afternoon, “Today was fun wasn’t it little bro?” she said while taking him off of her shoulder and set him onto the front porch. She then squeezed through the front door. “I’m home!” Amanda yelled when she came in the door before her brother.
“Sweetie! We got you a new bed!” her father said coming up to her and lightly nudging her like he did this morning except he had to nudge her in the bicep because she was so much taller than him now. “And I think you’ll like it” he smiled as he walked up to her room.
“Hurry up and get my bags” Amanda ordered her brother as she walked up to her room. She then yelled down “It’s polite for a gentleman–er, child I should say to get a woman’s bags!”
John had to get one bag at a time he was so weak and the bags were so big and heavy. Finally after an hour he got it upstairs. “So dad, um where do I sleep?” he asked after going back downstairs to find out where his room was.
“You are the biggest disappointment I have ever seen, you don’t even remember you sleep in the attic!” he laughed flipping through the paper.
“Well sorry!” John said stomping upstairs to his bedroom. When he got there his sister was already there putting up girlie posters and started to hang some of her old clothes in his closet.
“Oh, hi there bro, I’m just rearranging your room so it’s suitable” she smiled. After she was done with that poster she hung more of the clothes in his closet and put some pink frilly panties and thongs into his dresser.
“NO!” he yelled and trying to take down the posters after examining his small bed with torn sheets and blankets.
“Don’t do that!” Amanda yelled and threw him onto the small bed and put back everything he tore down, which wasn’t much. “Besides, it’s time for bed” she smiled and grabbed him effortlessly and put him into his bed and wrapped his blankets so he couldn’t get free. “Little boys need to go to bed early so they can get up and have enough energy for what their big sisters want them to do” Amanda smiled as she finished the blanket wrappings.
“Mom! Amanda’s making me go to bed!” John yelled loud enough for it to go downstairs.
“Listen to your big sister Johnathan!” His mother yelled up in a bit of a shaky voice.
“They won’t do anything against me because they’re afraid of what might happen if they do you little pest, and you know it too” Amanda told her brother with a mischievous smile “So they’ll do whatever I say and you’re not dad’s champ anymore” she added on while flicking his chin so there was a bruise there within minutes. “And if the weights keep you awake, too bad” she laughed as she walked down toward the weight room.
When Amanda got to the weight room she noticed that the machines were larger than a normal weight machine. ~They must have been designed for me…~ She thought as she walked toward the large beam in the center of the room. It had two large chains coming out of the sides, attached to the other end were plates upon plates of iron. Amanda inspected the weights and it seemed that chain had atleast 400lbs attached to them.
As she pulled the weights she did 40 reps without even breaking a simple bead of sweat. “I’m bored” she muttered dropping her weights so there was a loud slam on the floor.
When she checked the clock in the room it was already 11 o’clock. “Cr– Oh wait, no curfew anymore” Amanda laughed as she yawned a long, tired yawn. “I’ll just go to bed anyways on my new, custom bed” she said walking into her room to look at her large, king sized bed. The mattress was a temperpedic mattress on a large iron frame that no normal person could lift with even two helpers.
END PART 1
October 12, 2006 at 7:44 am #41188astrosmurf
ParticipantAn excellent first story! I look forward to seeing where it goes from here ;D
October 12, 2006 at 4:16 pm #41189Max
ParticipantAgreed. This is a terrific part for being your first story. Excellent work.
I must say that incest isn't my cup of tea, but we can't have it all. Besides that, the story is going great and I will be looking foward for the next part.
Max
December 26, 2006 at 8:56 am #41190KeithXZ
ParticipantAdmirable work.
In the next part, maybe get Amanda out of the house, and introduce more characters … maybe friends of her brother, a neighbourhood bully, the FBI, that would open up the possibilities for you plot, and also give it a broader appeal.
There is also the option of powers other than physical power. Intelligence, persuasiveness, seductiveness.
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