Welcome To Femuscle Beach (Marilyn Mon-Swole Short Story) (Patreon)

Welcome to Femuscle Beach!

Written by SteeleBlazer

“Welcome to Muscle Beach!” Marilyn Mon-Swole exclaimed to the gathered crowd as she struck a pose and flexed her large muscles. Her biceps swelled and bulged and expanded to massive proportions, some might say herculean, and even some might say even bigger than that.

“Or as we like to call it…” Jane Muscle interjected, also flexing her equally impressive muscles.

“Femuscle Beach!” the two women shouted in unison, raising their arms to show off their dueling double bicep pose.

They called it Femuscle Beach because they believed women were taking over with their mighty muscles. Why would both of these hardbody beauties believe such a seemingly strange and silly thing? Besides, the obvious that just by looking at them that it was true. Both of these sunbathed beauties were sporting the biggest and hardest muscles on the entire beach, and their chiseled physiques were sun-kissed to tanned and bronzed perfection, making them look like they were carved out of stone. Both women were big stars in Hollywood, but after taking up weightlifting and bodybuilding, they became the biggest movie stars around in more ways than one.

Their bodies and muscles had never been bigger or more impressive, and their careers were at an all-time high. To put it succinctly they were hot! Hot bodies, hot at the box office, and on this hot summer day at Femuscle Beach they relished the chance to show off their fantastic physiques and tease the admiring crowd with their charm and playful flirtation, and of course wowing them with their sensual sculpted muscles.

They always thought the whole world was a stage, and both of them being world famous actresses and Hollywood starlets, are used to having eyes on them. However, since they’ve both taken up bodybuilding and weightlifting, those eyes tend to be wide open, bugged out, and in shock that such muscular hardbody beauties could ever exist.

Yes, the whole world is their stage and right now they’re posing and showing off for the crowd. Giving the boys more than an eyeful of their gorgeously engorged muscular bodies. They’re so muscular and beautiful, that both the men and women at the beach are envious of their bodies. The men wish they could have powerful and strong muscles like them, and the women wish they could be as beautiful as them, but the more and more Marilyn and Jane show off their incredible muscles. The more and more the women in the crowd wish they could have muscles just like them too!

Marilyn Mon-Swole and Jane Muscle sauntered and strutted around the beach, their muscular frames glistening in the sun as they played to the crowd that had gathered to watch them. Marilyn brought her arms together in a powerful most muscular pose, flexing her impressive muscles. While Jane struck a classic bodybuilding pose with her leg thrust out and her hands behind her head, showing off her ripped abs and bulging quads. The crowd was in awe of the two women, marveling at their strength and beauty. Marilyn and Jane loved the attention and continued to flex and pose, basking in the hot summer sun and in the adoration of the onlookers.

"I don't mind living in a man's world as long as I can be a woman in it," Marilyn said, tweaking a quote from one of her movies. "Especially when I'm a woman with muscles that can crush a man's ego... Let alone his entire body!"

Jane laughed and added, "That's right, darling. We don't need to rely on men for our strength. We have our own mighty female muscles that can do the job just fine."

As one of the men in the crowd let out a snort, Jane turned to him and asked for his assistance.

"Could you help us out and grab that big, heavy iron barbell on the ground and hand it to me?" she asked, giving him a coy smile.

Though he was hesitant at first, no man could resist Jane Muscle and her irresistible charms. She gave her hand a tiny little kiss, and blew him that kiss, while her rather big, beefy bicep bulged up as she did so.

He tried to move that barbell, but it was too heavy for him. Jane could see the man struggling and she walked over to him with a smile.

"Let me show you how it's done," she said, pushing him back effortlessly with just one arm. The man stumbled and fell to the ground, his face turning red, not from sunburn or heatstroke, but rather red with embarrassment.

Jane walked over to the barbell and picked it up with ease, curling it effortlessly with just one brawny arm. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, amazed at her strength. The man’s face flushed further red as he got up and dusted the sand off from himself and slunk away to the back of the crowd. He was embarrassed, but he also didn’t want to miss just what these two unreal muscular beauties would do next. He would have thought it was impossible for all but the strongest of men to lift that barbell, let alone he never thought it possible for a woman to lift it. Least of all a woman as beautiful as her, but then again watching those muscles ripple and her veins throb and pulse as she easily and effortlessly lifted and curled that weight, there was nothing ‘least’ about her, and anything seemed possible.

Marilyn, not one to be outdone, started flexing her muscles again to try to take away some of Jane’s attention, and put the shine back on her and her glistening muscles.

"You know, a wise girl knows her limits, but a strong girl knows she has none," she said as she flexed pose after pose.

Jane chimed in saying, “And men should know that no muscles are stronger than mighty female muscles.”

As Jane lifted the barbell with ease, she turned to the crowd and began flexing her bicep, which was as big as most men's thighs.

"This is just the beginning, my friends," she said. "Women everywhere are getting stronger, growing mighty female muscles. It's a rising tide, just like this ocean tide, and it will sweep over the entire world, just like the tide sweeps over this beach."

Marilyn chimed in, adding her own flirty and playful tone to the conversation. "Just like how our magnificent muscular bodies are sweeping over Muscle Beach, washing away all the weak men and making room for the strong, beautiful women to take over and making it Femuscle Beach," she said with a wink and flexed her bicep for added emphasis. "We're leading the charge, ladies, and pretty soon, the whole world will be following our lead."

"And let's be real, who wouldn't want to be swept away by these muscles?" Jane added with a laugh and a flex of her own.

The girls in the crowd giggled and cheered, inspired by Jane's and Marilyn’s words and their powerful muscles. The men, on the other hand, gulped nervously, wondering what the future might hold.

"We've got it all, don't we, sister?" Marilyn said, flexing her beautifully bulging bicep.

Both Marilyn and Jane shouted in unison, "Beauty, brawn, and..."

“Gains!” Marilyn proclaimed all by herself. And Jane just shook her head and chuckled to herself, all while still lifting and curling that big barbell in her hand.

"It's brains, darling," Jane said, smiling.

“Is it?” Marilyn asked as she smirked and picked up a huge, heavy iron chain.

Marilyn took the iron chain and asked two lucky men to wrap it around her steely muscular frame and fasten it tightly with a padlock. The men were in awe of being so close to her, but she whispered to them to keep their eyes wide open, because they ain’t seen nothing yet. With a playful wink to Jane, she exclaimed, "Who needs brains when you've got gains!" as she flexed her muscular body and broke free from the metal bondage.

One flex was all it took for Marilyn to break that heavy iron chain; she just took a deep breath filling her lungs with air and filling her body with power and resolve. Her bosom heaved, and her muscles bulged as she flexed her biceps and broke the chain apart with ease, sending metal bits of the chain flying to and fro and sending the crowd into a frenzy of hollers and whoops.

Jane grinned and threw an arm around Marilyn's shoulder, "You don't need a locksmith either with those muscles, sister!" Marilyn laughed and flexed her bicep again, enjoying the rush of power that came with her incredible strength.

Marilyn took the barbell from Jane and held it up with one arm, her bicep bulging and veins popping out.

"This is a bit too light, don't you think?" she asked Jane with a mischievous grin.

Jane agreed, nodding her head vigorously. "We need some heavier girly weights to really challenge us and our mighty female muscles."

Then Marilyn spotted a man in the crowd and asked him to be a gentleman and hold the barbell for her. The man eagerly stepped forward, but as soon as Marilyn handed him the barbell, he stumbled and fell to the ground, falling into the sand and being buried by it and the barbell. His face too flushed red, either from the exertion or embarrassment, but certainly not from the heat of the summer sun.

But perhaps maybe from the heat of the two gorgeously engorged muscular Hollywood starlets. They were un-phased by all this and they just kept flexing their muscles as they laughed, as it took four men to lift the barbell off the man.

Marilyn and Jane laughed heartily, flexing their impressive muscles and proclaiming, "We've got it all! Beauty, brawn, and...GAINS!"

The crowd erupted in applause, cheering the women on as they struck pose after pose, showcasing their incredible physiques.

"Look at these muscles!" Jane shouted, pumping her arms and flexing her biceps. "They're not just for show!"

Marilyn added, "That's right, sisters! We're strong, beautiful, and unstoppable! We have it all, and we're not afraid to show it off!"

And this is just a typical day at femuscle beach for Marilyn Mon-Swole and Jane Muscle. They loved nothing more than to show off their impressive strength, and muscular physique, all while teasing the men with their incredible power and great beauty.

As the sun began to set on another glorious day at Femuscle Beach, Marilyn and Jane soaked up the last rays of sunlight, their skin glistening with sweat and sea salt. They couldn't help but feel proud of their strong and capable bodies, knowing that they had shattered the stereotype of what a woman should look like and what she was capable of. But, mostly because they had a heck of a lot of fun.

The men were afraid of what the next summer might bring, that they might just be outmuscled not just by these two muscular bulging beauties, but by all the women on the beach. Because what if what Jane and Marilyn said about the rising tide of feminine muscular might proved to be true? From the looks in all the girls' eyes on the beach, and the way they admired the strength and beauty of Marilyn and Jane, hoping that they too could be as strong as them, it just might be true. The rising tide could be coming any day now, outmuscling them and sweeping them away. And Jane and Marilyn looked forward to all their swole-sisters joining them at Femuscle Beach.