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"Oh yeah... yeah... you go girl... push it!" My sister Jessie is cheering me on as I give a loud, unladylike grunt, and squeeze out yet another squat with 225lbs, or 100kg, before staggering forward to rack the bar. I've just squeezed out 6 good solid reps on this weight, which is making many other guys, even the less scrawny ones, look at me with intimidated glances. I chuckle to myself slightly as I catch sight of them out of the corner of my eyes. Some of them look impressed, and I notice they are the ones who look like they lift seriously. The weight I just did is probably not much to a serious male lifter, but for a girl I suppose it's pretty impressive. Some of the guys I notice shake their heads as if in disgust, but that's only to be expected. A few however, I think, look at me in the same way Jim used to look at me before we started dating, back then. The thought sends another pang of anger through me. I sit down on a nearby bench to rest, while Jessie opens my training log and makes a few notes. For these 4 weeks, I've been training with power-lifting methods, rather than the usual bodybuilding ones. It occurred to me that Michelle probably has a lot of brute strength, from her dragon-boating. Even though her body is mostly covered with fat, she probably has quite a bit of muscle underneath, as I could feel when we last clashed. In fact, her legs would be very strong, simply because they had to lug her weight around on a daily basis! I realized I needed to train core strength, and so far it's been good progress made. In fact, it has allowed me to regain almost all my original strength at my peak, in my heyday. "Your lifts just keep getting better," Jessie grins, showing me the log. "You've gotten back your old strength, I think!" "Almost," I say, smiling at the thought. As I look at myself in the wall mirror, I can see the results of my months of training. With Jessie and Penny seeing to my nutrition, I am eating well enough to build muscle. My shoulders have become rounder, my back has broadened a bit, giving me more of a tapered waist. I stand, noting the increased size and definition in my leg muscles, and the tautness of my abs. Flexing my arms, I see to my pleasure that my biceps are larger and more well-defined, and so are my triceps. Of course, the biceps are just for vanity, but I guess I am a bit vain. "You look like a real Amazon warrior!" Jessie gushes. "I think you're stronger than me again!" "Shall we see?" I wink at her, still flexing. "I've got an idea..." she says, grinning back. "Let's go to Penny's first for your post-workout meal, shall we? Those female bodybuilding pics need feeding!" I enjoy a great lunch at Penny's place with the two of them, eating some beef strips with whole grain pasta, and a side helping of cauliflower. I'm topless after having a shower in her stall – by this time, we're all so familiar with each other that it feels very comfortable. "So, Katie's training is going really well," Jessie comments, as we sit at the table. "Do you think she's strong enough for Ryoko yet?" Penny asks hopefully. "Hard to say... hasn't Ryoko been working out too?" Jessie asks me. I think for a while, and nod. When I am at home it seems that she is fucking Jim all the time, but I do know she goes out regularly for workouts, about 4 days per week, and her gym women pics tone hasn't diminished one bit. During this past month, we've not had any strength contests, so it's difficult for me to gauge my progress directly compared to her. She's mainly forced me to watch while she performs various acts on Jim, which never fail to make him cum quickly and plentifully. "Well, remember what you said before, Jess?" Penny says. "You said, and I agree, unfortunately, that if Katie is to stand a chance, she has to be stronger than both you and me combined." "Yep. I have an idea for something we can do right now, to see if Katie has reached that level yet," Jessie says. "Let's have her take both of us on!" "What, right now?" "No, silly, we've just had lunch. After an hour or so!" "Hey this is unfair," I protest. "My legs are sore! I've just had a heavy workout!" "You said it yourself, Sis, you've got to train yourself to battle even in the most unfair situations," Jessie reminded me. I grumble a bit, but am forced to agree. "Ok, but how're we going to do this 2 on 1?" I ask. We quickly settle on the format: for arm wrestling, they will each take an arm, Penny my left and Jessie my right. I'll have to beat them both to be considered the winner for this. Then, for wrestling, we decide to try a tag system. Penny and Jessie will be a team, and I'll take them on one at a time, while the other sits on top of a couch (as we wrestle on the living room floor). They can tag each other in this way, and every time a tag is made we will have to break off, and restart from a neutral position. It will continue until I can make both of them submit to me, one after the other. Then, finally, a sexfight – Penny and I will engage directly in a sexfight, while Jessie assists Penny, either by doing things to me to hasten my orgasm, or by doing things to Penny to achieve the opposite. We lounge around a bit, just chatting in general, until about an hour has passed. Then Jessie stands up, and goes to the dining table, stripping off her shirt and bra. "Come on Sis, time to show us what you got." Penny and I follow her, Penny going topless as well. I sit at the table opposite them, and flex my arms, letting them feel my solid arm muscles. I feel pleased as they compliment me on how much progress I've made, but now I'm going to really put them to the test. I hold out my arms to either side, making it look like I'm doing a double bicep pose with elbows propped on the table. Penny takes my left hand and Jessie my right. They nod at each other, and then wordlessly begin to pull at my arms, taking me slightly by surprise, as I was waiting for a standard countdown. "Hey..." But I have no chance to say anything more as they begin pulling with all their strength, making both my arms go down quite a bit. We sit there straining for a long time. I'm flexing both arms as hard as I can, I imagine my upper body women bodybuilding must be all strained and flexed impressively right now. My pert breasts are propped up on the table as I lean forward, bracing my body. Slowly, I pull them both back upright, sucking in big breaths through my clenched teeth. Their faces are also showing the strain and effort. It feels like a minute or so has passed, and I've just pulled them both firmly upright, our arms shaking a little but holding steady. I bow my head, take in a huge breath, and begin pressing inwards with every ounce of my strength. Penny and Jessie look almost comical as they struggle and flail, trying to resist my arm strength as I power their arms closer together in the centre of the table. But it's taking a lot out of me... having to withstand both their combined strength at once, even if it's arm by arm. My progress slows, and then stops, with the two of them struggling a few inches from defeat, but managing to hold me off for the moment. Now comes the battle of attrition, the test of not just muscular strength, but willpower. Grimly they both hang in there, refusing to let their arms go down, knowing that at this point they still have a slight chance. I look from side to side, at their flexing bodies, wondering if I can win this round. In my mind, I see Ryoko's face once again, and I imagine her taunting me... no, now I'm imagining her as my opponent, in a test of strength... she's pushing my hands back, as she's done quite a few times already by now... "Nnnnnnnnnggggg!" I grunt suddenly

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