Katie at the Reunion
By Alzef



© 2006

Recently I went to my 10 year high school reunion. I was involved with the
organizing committee and was welcoming all the guests as they arrived. It was
great to see everyone (well, most of them anyway) as there were many who I
hadn't seen since we graduated. It also gave a good opportunity to check out
all the girls as they arrived - who was hot, who'd plumped-up, who was hot now
that definitely wasn't at school, and so-on. There were plenty of hotties,
quite a few plumpers, and a good few that had improved out of sight. However,
the highlight of my night came when someone we hadn't expected turned up - my
old friend Katie (see the first part of the story in the library).

At the age of 16 she had had 16" calves, 15" biceps and 24" quads topped off
with her huge chest and back, including amazing EE cup breasts. I'd often
wondered how big they'd be if she weren't doing so much exercise!

When Katie arrived at the reunion I just about fell off my chair. It was
obvious to anyone that she had continued her lifting and she was very proud of
her body. Katie was wearing a black dress, obviously selected to highlight her
chest and arms. Her breasts were still large, though maybe not as large as
when I'd last seen her 8 years ago. I would guess that they were somewhere
around a C-D cup, but they were well supported by her very strong chest. It
was clear that she wasn't wearing a bra, but there was obviously no need for
it. Her breasts sat high and full on her chest, straining against her dress,
while showing off fantastic cleavage. Katie's nipples were also prominent, as
they had been when I first met her as a 12 year old. Her thick nipples were
very erect. They must have been about an inch long and a good 1/2" thick!
Katie's amazing cleavage was further enhanced by her pecs, and there was a
very noticeable line of muscle separating her breasts.

Once I got over her chest, the next thing I noticed was how broad Katie's
shoulders were. Her delts were the size of large cantaloupes and they were
capped off with substantial traps. Her traps were so large that they put a
considerable strain on the straps of her dress, caught in a tug-of-war between
her huge chest and her fantastic shoulders. Katie's dress must have been made
of sturdy material as it was also being pulled in either direction by her
massively flared lats. Even with her arms relaxed her lats were noticeable,
and a couple of times they flared just a little bit as she moved her arms, but
even that small movement put a huge strain on the fabric. Her biceps and
triceps were huge, and twitched and bulged with every little movement. Katie
had also chosen a dress that highlighted the amazing taper from her huge chest
and shoulders to her tiny waist. I found myself imaging what her stomach
looked like. I imagined it would be an amazing 6 pack to compliment the rest
of her stunning physique. The dress covered her quads, leaving just a little
more to the imagination, but her calves were bare and accentuated by a very
sexy pair of high heels. Her calves were phenomenal. They were so big that she
couldn't put her feet together when she was standing up.

Katie's face was even prettier than I remembered too. Her skin was lightly
tanned and her light brown hair was hanging straight to her shoulders. Her
lips were full and red, hiding a very sexy smile, but the one thing about
Katie that definitely hadn't change was her eyes. Katie had eyes that could
pierce the toughest of men, whether she was giving them the look of death, or
seducing them. Her eyes gave her power over almost any man.

When Katie saw me she flashed a big smile, but her sexual predator nature was
obvious in her eyes. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and a hug that
nearly crushed my rib cage. We chatted briefly before she moved on to see some
of her old friends. As she entered the main room everybody turned and stared.
There was a brief hush, followed by lots of whispering, but Katie seemed
unperturbed. She just wandered over to her friends. Well I say wander, but
that's no way to describe the way she walks and the effect she has on men as
she passes them.

The evening was a great success. Everyone enjoyed themselves and most people
stayed well past midnight. The manager came over to me at about 1am and asked
if I could get people to move on so he and his staff could go home, so I made
a quick announcement. A lot of people decided to go home, but a few of us
wanted to party on, so we went to a club nearby. Katie was one of that group
and she and I chatted on the way to the club.

She told me that after college she spent 3 years in the army, which she loved
as she got lots of physical activity and heaps of opportunity to train in the
gym at the barracks. At first she'd copped a bit of lip from some of the guys
in the gym, but she soon proved herself, and ended up being just about the
strongest person in there. When she left the army she started work at a gym
and she said she was now thinking about doing bodybuilding competitions. Katie
told me that she'd done some powerlifting comps, but she was a bit over that
now and wanted a new challenge.

We were soon at the bar, but just before we entered Katie stopped me and said
something I didn't expect. She talked about how she really started lifting to
impress me at high school and soon found herself addicted to lifting and
muscle building. She went on to say how much she wanted to thank me for
getting her into weight lifting. One of the other guys in our group came and
grabbed us at that point wanting to buy us all a drink and after a bit more
talk at the bar I found myself dancing with Katie. We danced for the best part
of an hour and Katie didn't break a sweat. Finally we took a break and Katie
whispered something in my ear about thanking me properly and the next thing I
knew we were back at her apartment.

Katie pushed me down onto her couch and turned on some music and before I knew
it she started stripping seductively in front of me. As she wasn't wearing
much this didn't take long so she started posing for me wearing just her
g-string. Katie's breasts were full and round, and her nipples were still very
erect. As she continued posing, the veins in her arms became more and more
pronounced. Her biceps were massive and peaked, with large triceps
complimenting them. Her forearms were made up of powerful strands of muscle
that danced under her skin and the thought of the power in her hands scared me
- I certainly wouldn't want to make her angry. Katie's waist rippling with
muscle - an 8-pack of rock hard cobblestones. She turned around and started
flexing her amazing back, but it took me a moment to notice her back as I was
too infatuated with her rock hard bubble-butt. It was the most perfect butt
I'd ever seen, and I'd seen some amazing ones. I reached out to touch her
fantastic glutes and was pleasantly surprised to find that even unflexed they
were rock hard. I eventually notice Katie's back and when I did I was treated
to one of the best lat spreads I'd ever seen. My hands roamed up her broad
back, moving to the sides to feel her lats, testing their thickness. Her lats
were incredibly thick and dense, and her whole back rippled with power. I
stood up and felt her biceps and just about creamed my pants there and then.
At that moment Katie stopped posing and walked over to her kitchenette and
pulled a tape measure out of a drawer. She threw it to me and then walked over
and picked up a pair of dumbells that was in the corner of the lounge. She
started pumping her bis with the pair of 25s and filled her arms with blood.
Her veins had been very noticeable before, but now they were thickening to an
astonishing level. Many other veins also came to the surface and after about
40 reps she dropped the weights and flexed for me. I wrapped the tape around
her massive arm and got it in position, then Katie flexed extra hard,
expanding the tape by another 1/2", bringing her arms to 17 1/2". My cock was
straining against my pants, plain for her to see, and she gave it a quick
squeeze with her powerful right hand, before saying "we're not finished here
yet - be patient."

She then dropped to the floor and started cranking out push-ups. I lost count
at 40, too mesmerized by her amazing physique. Finally she stood up and
invited me to measure her chest. When I measured her as a 16 year old she'd
had a 52" chest, but that was with EE-cup breasts. Since then she'd lost 3 or
4 cup sizes but she'd still increased her chest size to 55"! When I looked up,
Katie looked distracted. "What's up?" I asked. "Nothing," she said "I'm just
trying to think how to get my legs pumped."

We stood there in silence for a moment when suddenly her eyes lit up. Before I
knew it she'd hoisted me onto her shoulders - no mean feat as I'm 6'2" and
about 220 pounds. Katie proceeded to squat me about 20 times and after some
initial unease I relaxed and enjoyed the ride immensely. Katie tossed me onto
the couch and started flexing her huge quads. I grabbed the tape measure and
took a moment to feel her rock hard quads before measuring them. I'd never in
my life encountered such rock hard muscles on a woman or man. I wrapped the
tape measure around her thigh as she smiled a mischievous smile at me. They
came in at a shade over 27" and Katie looked like she was ready for some fun.
She grabbed my head and shoved it between her huge, powerful thighs, and then
started slowly increasing the pressure. At first it was very enjoyable for me,
feeling her amazing strength, but as it became more enjoyable for her, it
became less enjoyable for me. Soon the pain was excruciating, but still so
sexy and exciting. I started hitting her legs, imploring her to let me go, but
the pressure continued to increase. Finally she opened her legs and let me
fall to the floor.

"Maybe you're not as much a man as you think you are," she said as she walked
into her bedroom. She came out a moment later wearing a robe. "I think it's
time you went home and got some rest ... "

I looked dejectedly towards her, tears of pain and thigh pressure in my eyes.

" ... because I want you in good shape for a day of fun tomorrow!"

Katie still had that killer instinct and she knew I'd be back, right on time
the next day.

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