Smalls000       Part 4 Sister Surprise

 

Allie took Josh’s clothes off one piece at a time, until he was totally naked.  She picked him up off the ground and held him against the wall while they kissed.  Her enormous hands could almost fully wrap around his tiny torso.  At one point she began to squeeze too hard and Josh began to yelp as she was crushing his ribs with just her fingers.  They continued to kiss until she began to carry him to the bed room.  When they got there, she took off her panties until she was naked.  They rolled around in bed and began making love.  Josh was a virgin and was somewhat out of his league.  Allie was somewhat of a veteran, and the fact that she weighed well over twice as much as Josh, made for an interesting night.  Let’s just say Josh was a bit sore the next morning.

          

           Josh sat in his apartment the next day, thinking.  He was a 23 year old college grad, with no debt, and here he was working at a coffee shop in the Midwest, having sex with a high schooler.  He thought about, and wanted something else.  Some adventure…something he’d never done before.  He browsed the web for a while, and found exactly what he wanted.  A four week guided backpacking trip through Montana.  He just needed to have his own gear, and they would give him a guide and he would learn how to live in the wild. 

           Josh put asked for a month leave from work, and set a date for the spring.  He had never really done anything like this, but figured it would be fun.  He bought a backpack and hiking boots and all the other necessities on the list they gave him.  He couldn’t wait to go.

           When it was time, Josh drove all the way to Montana, figuring that was part of the adventure.  He arrived there on a Sunday afternoon in mid-May.  The base camp was a cozy log cabin just outside Bozeman, Montana.  He checked in at the desk, and the receptionist made a phone call to tell Josh’s guide that he was here.  Josh expected a bearded guy wearing a flannel shirt, eating some sort of raw meat. 

           Josh waited for a moment, and then his guide walked in.  Josh was speechless…he would get a guide like this.  The woman in the doorway was the largest person he’d ever seen before.  She stood 6’8, wearing hiking boots and brown pants, with a tight green shirt that said Patagonia across the front.  She had a pretty face and long brown hair.  Her abs could be seen through her shirt, her chest was like a barrel of muscle, and arms were as thick as trees.  Josh got up to shake her hand.  It was like shaking hands with a giant. 

           “I’m Meghan, looks like I’ll be your guide.  Are you from around here?”

           “No, I’m from Indiana, and I went to college in L.A, and now I kind of live in Michigan.  You?”

           “Yeah, I just graduated from a high school in Bozeman last week.”

           Josh gasped.  “So you’re how old?”

           “18.  I’ll be back in a little bit though, I’ve gotta finish getting my pack ready, and then I’ll be back to help you with yours.”

           On the wall was a guide profile for Meghan.  She was almost 6 years younger than Josh.  Josh was amazed at her interesting facts.  She had black belts in Karate and Tae-Kwon Do.  She could benchpress 435 pounds and her biceps were 22 inches.  Josh remembered that his little sister Hannah’s were 17 inches, and his were just over 7.  Josh looked at his little arms. 

           Meghan came back a little bit later carrying the biggest backpack Josh had ever seen.  He was convinced that it must weigh more than he does.  “I’ll be back, I’m going to go get my maps.”

           While she was gone, Josh tried to put on her backpack.  He couldn’t even lift it. 

           She got back a moment later.

           “How much does your backpack weigh?”

           “115 pounds.  How much do you weigh?”  Meghan giggled.

           “Uhh, 105 pounds, and I’m about 5’2.”

           “Awww, that’s cute.  I’ve gotcha by a little bit, I’m at 260.  My family’s just big.  My dad’s 6’9 and my mom’s 6’4…My dad played pro football.  And I’m afraid my little sisters are all bigger than you as well.  My 12 year old sister is 6’3 and my 8 year old sister Julie is about 5’6.  She uses a 40 pound pack, usually, do you want to try that out?”

           Josh agreed, he hoped he could carry as much as an 8 year old girl.  Josh had his clothes and what not in his pack and Meghan loaded it more until it was 40 pounds.  Josh struggled to lift it, and had trouble balancing with it on. 

           “That’s okay, Julie’s only eight, but she’s got a lot more muscle than you from backpacking.  She outweighs you by 25 pounds.  I’ll try a 20 pound pack for you.” 

           She fitted him with a 20 pound pack, and tightened to his body.  She grabbed him under the arms and lifted him up, “Try walking around a bit.”

           He walked around, and felt like he could handle 20 pounds.  “Feels good.”

A few more preparation items, and they were ready to hit the trail. 

“We’re going to start out on some pretty flat terrain, we won’t go up in elevation too much to start.  I want to see what kind of pace you can go at.” 

For the first hour of hiking, they traveled at an alarming pace.  Josh could hardly keep up with Meghan.  Often times, he would find himself several yards behind her, out of breath.  Walking behind her, Josh had the fortunate view of her amazing legs.  Meghan’s legs were two thick masses of spectacular muscle.      

           After a few hours of strenuous hiking, they got to a place that was deemed a suitable campsite. 

           “I’m going to get a fire started, Josh, do you think you could clear a little spot for the tent?”

           “Sure.”  Josh found a clearing in the brush with only one log that needed to be moved.  He got the little things out of the way, and all that was left to be moved was a log, about two feet in diameter and five feet long.  He tried lifting it, rolling it, and pushing it, all to no avail.  Eventually, Meghan noticed his struggles and came over to give it a hand.  She grabbed each end with a hand and threw the log a good 15 feet into the woods. 

           “Wow, I couldn’t even budge it,”  Josh said, staring at Meghan’s monstrous arms, bulging with muscle. 

           Meghan looked at Josh’s arms, “Well, I’ve spent some time in the gym and what not.  This trip might be good for you.  Do you know how big your arms are?”

           Thinking how weird this question might be for most people, Josh found it weirder that he actually knew.  “Well, last time I measured, they were about 7 inches…” Josh blushed a little. 

           Meghan giggled, “Mine are a little bit bigger, they’re 22 inches…so you know, about three times as big.”

           “Do you even know anyone with 7 inch biceps?  Like how big are your little sister’s?  The eight year old.”

           Meghan made a funny face, “Well,” she said hesitantly, “hers are about 13 inches.” 

           “So she could beat me up?”

           “She outweighs you by 25 pounds, and she has an orange belt in karate.  If you challenged her to a fight, she would have you on the ground, bleeding within 10 seconds.”

           “Wow.  What about you?  Tell me about yourself, how did you get so strong?  Have you ever killed anyone on accident?  How big are you, exactly?  Have you always been this big?  Can I see your abs?  Can we wrestle?”  Josh felt like a little boy asking questions to a celebrity or something.

           “Well,”  Meghan paused, “I’m 6 foot 8, 260 pounds, with 11 percent body fat, and these are my abs,”  Meghan lifted up her shirt to reveal the most strongest, most defined abs Josh had ever seen – even more so than Hannah’s or Allie’s.

           “Can I touch?”

           “Sure.”

           Josh rubbed his hand up and down the giant ridges of muscle, each as big as his hand.  Each muscle on her abdomen was larger than Josh’s biceps.  Josh Pushed on one – it was like a rock. 

           “And yes, I have always been big, not this big though.  I hit six foot when I was 12, and the first time I bench pressed 300 pounds was when I was 14.  I can benchpress 435 pounds now.  I wear a men’s size 18 shoes.”

           They were each barefoot, and Josh put his foot up against hers.  Josh wears a men’s size 4.  His feet were less than half as big as hers.  Josh’s entire hand including his fingers could almost fit on just Meghan’s palm. 

          

          

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