Publisher's Synopsis
A collection of three of Ash Max's exciting muscle girl short stories, collected into one volume for your reading pleasure!
In Amelia, Danny has signed up for a gym membership, but he's having second thoughts. He doesn't belong in a place like this, he thinks. He's small and weak, and he can't think of anything worse than having some buff meathead boss him around for an hour. Unfortunately for Danny, he's about to deal with something much more humiliating: a beautiful woman has been assigned as his personal trainer. Amelia is muscular, her toned body is tanned, and her biceps bulge out of the sleeves of the t-shirt she's wearing. Worse still, she seems to delight in teasing him about how much stronger she is... Danny thinks he ought to hate it, but in turns out being ordered around by a muscle-bound babe is having some surprising effects on him. Then, in Maria, meet Dean, who has been sent off on a work trip that ran over time. Way way overtime. He's finally on his way home, and anxious to see his girlfriend Maria. They've always had a pretty healthy relationship, but something seems to be off with her lately - she's told him she has a new hobby, but won't say what it is. Is she hiding something? When she picks him up from the airport, she's wearing a giant oversized sweater, despite it being the middle of summer. Arriving home, she finally lets him in on the secret as she takes off the jumper to reveal bulging biceps, and enormous shoulders. While he's been gone, Maria has been hitting the gym, hard. Dean is surprised to discover exactly how much he loves her jacked new look, especially once she confides there have been some side effects - like a lot of extra energy she's excited to burn off. And in the final installment in this jacked and stacked series, Simon glances over at Emily again. He wasn't exactly checking her out. He was more just... curious. She looked buff. Like she had put on some muscle. She was wearing a white t-shirt, and the sleeves were tight around her biceps. She reached forward to grab the can of soda off the table in front of her, and the muscles through her forearms flexed as she did. He glanced again - the shirt was low-cut, and he could see the line of pecs running down her chest. Simon looked away quickly, in case it seemed like he was staring at her chest. Just then Emily looked across and met his eyes. Simon could feel himself turning red. Caught out."What are you looking at?" she asked.
"Nothing" said Simon, unconvincingly.
Emily raised her eyebrows at this. "Why were you staring? Trying to see if you could beat me in an arm wrestle?" she winked as she said it. Simon could feel all the eyes in the room on him now. They knew what that was, and so did he. That was a challenge.
He looked at Emily's arms, sizing them up. They were much bigger than his. There was no way he was going to win this, he knew. "I reckon I could beat you in an arm wrestle" he said out loud, and around them whoops erupted from the rest of the guys. Simon didn't know why he'd said that. He was going to be humiliated, and everyone was going to see it. Simon's old friend Emily has stacked on some serious muscle, and he can't take his eyes off it. Simon never thought he was into Emily, or into muscular women, but... something about her now has captured his attention. He can't help himself - now he has felt her strength firsthand, he can't get it out of his head, and he wants more...