War of the World       (Musclefan UK)

 

It was the night of April 12th 2002. Jill Hemming and Rick Phillips were on patrol by the US/Mexican border. Both were high ranked members of the US army. They were part of the section 54 group. A secret group within the army. The patrol was partly looking out for immigrants, but the main reason for their presence, was looking out for UFO’s.

 

A report had come in earlier about a flash of light and an explosion, hence the reason for being in the remote area of New Mexico. Jill and Rick were colleagues, but also lovers. They enjoyed such jobs as they got to spend time alone, away from the rush of army life. After a 4-hour drive, the army jeep approached the alleged crash site. All was quiet, but a slight buzzing noise could be heard. The jeep engine cut out. Jill and Rick continued on foot where they stumbled upon small pieces of metallic wreckage. The couple were not phased by this. Despite the lack of media exposure, around 3 such crashes were found each year by the US army. Rick radioed back to base for a pick up, but in the meantime, Jill had entered the wide-open gash in the side of the huge looking craft. It was your typical ‘saucer’. Jill stepped inside and shouted to Rick, who ran to join her inside.

 

The couple had recovered dead alien bodies before, but what they saw in this incident was different. Several of the ‘crew’ was dead, but 2 seemed to be alive, but badly injured. The nearest living body appeared to be the male of the species. Around 5’9 tall, fairly slim with a slightly enlarged head. The other living crewmember was trying to stand. This one appeared to be female, and as she stood up, Rick was amazed at her size. She stood around 6’3 but more impressive than the height was her muscularity. Imagine the biggest female bodybuilder you have ever seen and double it. Then you get the picture. The woman alien was gigantic, bulging in the dim light from the control panel. The woman began to walk towards the army couple.

“Stay back” shouted Rick but the alien continued to walk towards them. Rick drew his gun

The female grabbed Rick’s gun and began to bend the barrel. Jill had no choice but to fire a warning shot. The alien grabbed Rick. With ease, she lifted Rick in the air. Jill fired a shot at the leg of the alien. She held Rick in the air with one hand and attempted to hit Jill with the free hand. Jill shot again, hitting the same leg. A third shot to the limb and Rick was dropped and the alien fell backwards.

“Where is that back up?” asked Rick

The alien crawled over to the control panel. She reached across and pressed a huge red button. Suddenly the craft was filled with a brilliant yellow light. Rick and Jill were blinded temporarily. As the light faded, and sight returned, Jill noticed that another light was shining. It was the back up.

 

Jill and Rick were whisked away to a radiation testing facility, while the back up crew removed the craft and the crew to a secure unit.

 

The testing had proved negative. Whatever the yellow light had been used for, it was not radiation. No other effects could be seen, so Rick and Jill were allowed to go home. Back home, the 2 showered together. They had passionate sex before retiring to bed. They snuggle dup. Jill loved the 6’1 200llbs frame of her husband. Jill was a more petite 5’5 120llbs. Jill awoke first as usual. She glanced at the bedside clock which displayed 6.40am. She walked across to the bathroom and half asleep she began to wet her face. As she slowly looked up at the mirror, she took in a deep breath before turning to head back to bed. She stretched up her arms and yawned. As she brought her arms back down, she placed her left hand on her right arm and immediately pulled it away again, shocked by what she had just felt. It certainly did not feel like her arm. She felt again. Although the darkness prevented her from seeing, she felt again, and instead of the smooth skin and slender arm, she could feel what she could only think of, arms like her husbands. Hard and muscled. Was she dreaming?

 

She slowly turned back around. She placed her hands on her stomach, again a huge change. She could feel the ripples of a clear 6 pack. She pushed with her fingers, she felt the iron like muscles, and she laughed. She was in a sleep walk. A bizarre lucid dream. She pinched herself but struggled to find any fat to pinch, everywhere she gripped was tense with muscles. She laughed again as she reached up to pull the light cord.

 

As the light came on, the room illuminated. Her arm was still raised, gripping to the cord. She stopped like a statue for a minute or two. The arm she had expected to see, the one she had seen every day for the pat 20 years had gone. It had been replaced by a hugely muscular limb. She slowly moved her arm down. She looked in the mirror as she rotated her hand. Her wedding ring was still there, it was her arm. She felt each part of her new body. Her breasts had hardened, her legs were massive. She stood in awe at what she saw before her. After several minutes, she was snapped from her trance by a voice from the bedroom. It was Rick;

 

“Honey, are you ok? Come back to bed”

 

Jill froze. What if this was not a dream. She lifted her left arm and flexed it like she had seen Rick do a hundred times. The bicep popped up like a mini mountain. She cupped it with her right hand. She couldn’t cover its huge mass. Suddenly, she had a flashback of the strange light on the alien craft. The female alien that had been encountered, well she was full of muscle. Surely the light was not a muscle-growing device. She laughed. Well, if it was, the Rick must be affected too. He experienced it too. If the light did somehow promote muscle growth, then Rick would be huge. Guess she had to find out.

Jill walked slowly back into the dark bedroom

 

“Rick, I have to show you something. That craft, the lights, well it has had a weird affect on us both”

 

“I feel fine, what you talking about, are you ok” asked Rick with concern

 

“Fell your arm” Jill told her husband

 

Rick did. “Yes, great biceps are still there ha ha”

 

“I am serious Rick, are they bigger?”

 

“Nope, still as big as ever. Why are you asking this?” he replied

 

“Turn on the lamp” demanded Jill

 

As Rick reached across, Jill flexed a double bicep pose. She half hoped she was dreaming, but realized how silly she would look if she was flexing her 10 inch arms.

 

As soon as the light came on, Rick rubbed his eyes. His open jaw told Jill that she wasn’t imagining things.

 

“Oh my God, what have they done to you?” said Rick

 

Jill began to cry and the 2 cuddled, although Rick found it hard to get his arms right around her huge body.

 

They agreed to get back down to the site as fast as possible. Get some tests done; see if the alien bodies had revealed anything. They began to dress, but of course, Jill could not get her trousers on. Rick threw her a pair of his, but again, her 17 inch calves and 26 inch quads would not fit into them. This seemed to break the tension and emotion.

 

“Damn, my muscles are bigger than your Rick. Guess you better not piss me off huh ha ha” she joked

 

“Yeah, but I am still the strong one and don’t you forget it” came the reply from an ego bruised Rick

 

Jill stopped struggling with the trousers and grabbed Rick and pushed him to the bed. Rick laughed and began to struggle, but he was firmly held down by his wife.

“You were saying dear?” laughed Jill

 

Jill held Rick down for a while but as soon as she let him go, he grabbed her and tried to return the move. Jill stopped him in his tracks and pushed him straight to the floor. She was stronger, a lot stronger, and she found it rather funny. All the times he had pinned her down in bed, been rough with her, she could, if she wanted to, reverse the rolls.

 

Rick obviously didn’t like his wife being in control, so he just continued getting dressed. He found an old pair of camouflage pants in the wardrobe, and Jill managed to squeeze into them. Just.

 

They didn’t say much as they drove back to the base. When they arrived, the reaction of the staff was very obvious. Jill had grown overnight, and everyone could tell. As they got inside the secure area, there seemed to be less shock about her appearance.

 

“You have to help her General. She woke up and she”… Rick was stopped mid sentence

 

“Huge muscles right?”  Said the General

 

How did he know? It was soon to become apparent.

 

Out of room 2B came Claire Montgomery, a lab technician. She too had huge muscularity. Even bigger than Jill perhaps.

 

“But, how, why?” Asked the puzzled Rick

 

The general explained,

 

“Seems that the yellow light that the craft emits, well it makes muscles grown huge. We were trying to get the engine running, and the light came on and within 2 hours, Claire had become a hardbody. Strange thing is, non of the guys were affected. We don’t know how or why, but the light makes women into muscle mountains, and has no obvious effect on males. Seems that the species we have found, well the females are the dominant gender. Spooky huh, how weird”

 

Rick laughed, “How silly is that. Women can’t be the stronger sex, it just can’t be right”

 

Rick suddenly felt himself being lifted in the air. Jill hoisted him over her head

“What’s weird about it, I think it’s cool”

 

Jill and Claire were taken away for more testing, while Rick was invited to join the General in the secure lab. 2 of the crew had been saved. Inside bullet proof tanks, the thin male alien sat in the corner, the huge female was pounding the glass in an attempt to break free.

 

The female had apparently been in a rage since she gained consciousness. All attempts of communication had failed. The general grabbed a microphone and again began to question the female alien. She seemed to understand, but simply continued to pound the glass.

 

After half an hour of getting nowhere, Jill and Claire entered the room. The female alien suddenly stopped her rage and smiled. “I will talk to the two females, and only them”

 

Claire was handed the microphone but the alien shook her head.

“I will chat in private only. I want them in here”

 

“No way, I won’t put them at risk” said the general

 

“It’s ok” said Jill, “I don’t mind”

 

After great debate, Jill and Claire were wired up and sent into the glass cage. Marksmen were trained on the alien, just in case, but Jill gestured to them to back off, which they did.

As the girls reached the alien, it gestured to the wire. Despite the wire being invisible to the naked eye, the alien knew it was there and would not speak while the others could listen in. Jill and Claire removed the device to the disgust of the General.

 

The huge defined muscles of the alien mesmerized Jill. Sure, her new body was awesome, but this was something else. 

 

Claire broke the icy silence

 

“So, what is it, what do you want to tell us?”

 

The alien leaned forward and began to whisper

 

“You, you saw the ship right?”

 

Jill nodded

 

“Well we come from Xenon Alpha, millions of light years from here. Our planet, it is dead. Around 2000 years ago, we were just like your Earth. The males were in charge. They were destroying the planet, the females were bred to clean, to serve. It was an awful existence. Then one day, Xegre Diath changed our planet forever. She was a maid to the emperor. She was very intelligent, but was never allowed to use her brains. She was not oppressed. In her quarters, she worked on a device that stimulated hormones within every female being. The hormones stimulated immense muscle growth. The hormones are found only in females of every species. The powers of be tried to have her killed, but she passed her weapon on. Within months, the entire female species was like me. Taller, faster, stronger than all men. We could be held back no longer. Female animals raped the males; females took control and made men our slaves.”

 

Jill and Claire were hung on every word. Sure, Earth was no longer the suffragette world of a hundred years ago, but women still were being held back. Jill knew that if she had been a guy, she would be area commander by now, instead of being held back. For a moment, she began to daydream about a world where women ran the show. No need for guys. Women’s sports on Prime Time TV. She was snapped out of her daydream as the alien began to speak once more.

 

“This is why I am here. We need a new place to resume life for our species. I have males to breed with, start new life for us here. But instead, we are imprisoned. Please, you 2 are the only hope. You have seen first hand what I can offer. Imagine, every woman with your muscularity. Finally, women can be the ruling class. Please”

 

Jill and Claire looked at each other. They had the same thought, but surely it could not really happen. They finished up their work and left the chamber. As they left, the female alien made a dive for the exit.

BOOM BOOM BOOM

The marksman opened fire, killing the alien.

 

The 2 women were quizzed about the conversation, almost like suspects in a murder trial. They stuck to the story that the alien had just talked nonsense, with nothing to report.

 

That night, Claire and Jill met up. They were disgusted at their treatment from the general. They talked about the alien’s conversation. Neither dared suggest it, but as the wine flowed, Jill finally came out with it.

 

Imagine, imagine if we did set that device loose and all women ran the show. I mean, you should have seen how easily I dominated Rick. Imagine all women were this strong. Watch this” said Jill

 

She walked over to 2 guys sat in the corner. Earlier they had been arm wrestling. Both were over 6 foot, and pretty big lads. Jill challenged them to a match, a request that was met with laughter.

 

Jill was wrapped up in her army coat, otherwise the men would not have laughed. Her huge physique was hidden from view. The match was totally one sided. The guy gave his all, Jill just held him level, laughing at him before slamming his hand down hard to the table. His friend got up and confronted Jill. She lifted him up off the floor by his jacket and tossed him to the corner. Both girls laughed and left the bar

 

Half way home, they looked at each other. The look said it all, “lets do it”

 

The next day at the base, Claire returned to duty, checking over the craft. Her new size made it hard for her to maneuver around parts of the ship. With lots of clever wiring, she lined up the yellow beam machine to hit the satellite link up. This was a long shot, but if it worked, half of the USA would be open to the yellow light.

There was no turning back now, and Claire hit the button. The brilliant yellow shone out into the control center. Claire made out that it was a mistake, and she was sent home to recuperate.

 

24 hours later, Claire awoke and turned on the TV. Had it worked?

 

 

I am hoping that someone wants to continue this story. I have tried to write an ending, or another episode, but have writers block. So please, anyone, feel free. If no takers come forward, I will have another try later J

 

 

 

 

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