Placing Arnold back down, Amanda turned and put the gun down behind her, making sure she stayed between Arnold and the gun. She turned back toward him, smiling mischievously. Amanda had been dreaming of enacting revenge on Arnold for days, but for the moment, she could revel in her new size and strength. Flexing her muscles gently, each muscle group leapt to attention, growing to monumental proportions and then receding down to manageable levels when she relaxed. Still naked, every inch of her super muscled body was in full display for the sad, confused, yet nearly drooling Arnold.

How could he have been so wrong. Amanda was beautiful. Her flexed muscles were bigger than Katie's. Bigger and sexier. And her strength.... His breath shortened as he began to calculate just how strong she was now. Not only was she the strongest girl on earth, but she was hundreds of times stronger, maybe more. Blinking as his attention was torn between his calculations and the naked, massively muscular Amazon directly in front of him, he looked up at Amanda with lust and fear.

Amanda, for her part was curious herself. Just how big could she flex her muscles? The fact that her muscle expansion was well beyond that of mortal men was exciting her, causing her own breath to shorten. Her heaving chest bristled with shelves of striated, pumped up pectorals, causing her steel hard breasts to rise and fall majestically with each breath. And not only were her muscles huge, but her strength was apparently out of proportion to her huge muscles. Just how strong was she? While her thoughts of punishment were still in the forefront, she wanted some answers. And unfortunately, Arnold was the only one who could provide them. Settling on a course of action for now, Amanda stepped forward, bringing her now 5 foot 9 inch tall, dangerously powerful body closer to Arnold.

"So Arnold. It appears that you would have been better off just making me more muscular from the start. It would have saved you all of this trouble."

Arnold nodded his head and glanced at her magnificent upper body, with the biggest, sexiest chest, abs and shoulders he could have ever imagined. Amanda snickered at his puppy dog reaction. She felt almost felt sorry for him. Almost.

Licking her lips seductively, Amanda pulled her arm back up, priming her muscles, feeling overwhelming strength and power pool forth. Good God, just how strong was she?

"You seem to like big biceps, don't you Arnold."

Arnold's eyes widened at the thought of Amanda flexing up her biceps again. He nodded his head with anticipation. Perhaps Amanda wasn't going to break him in half after all.

Bringing her forearm up slowly, Amanda glanced between her bicep and Arnold.

"So, Arnold. Now that your big brain has had a chance to think about was has happened, just how strong do you think I am?"

Arnold's pants began to tighten again. The sight of Amanda's bicep rising forth and the thought of just how strong she was became more than he could handle. Keeping his eyes on her growing bicep, but tossing Amanda's come hither eyes a look, he gave a shaky response.

"Well, I would have to estimate that when you were two inches tall that you were already 50 times stronger than the average man. Maybe more."

Amanda hummed with pleasure. Arnold took a tentative step forward, reaching out hypnotically to Amanda's bicep. Amanda chuckled and nodded her head, keeping her forearm at 45 degrees and sighing with pleasure at the sight and feel of a bicep that was already at eye level and sporting more muscle definition than any human alive. As his hands reached out to touch her mighty bicep, he cleared his throat.

"But with the setting on the gun where it was, and based upon the time and body coverage, I would estimate that your strength multiplied as you grew."

Resuming her flex, Amanda tensed her fist, causing her bicep to rise higher and to become stronger. Arnold's fingers spread as his arms were pulled up. Amanda's bicep was now towering up above her head, surpassing 60 inches around, yet still growing in size, strength and power. Amanda's bicep was the biggest ever flexed in history and was still pushing larger. She looked back at Arnold, who was becoming lost in what she could only figure was some type of muscle lust.

"So just how strong do you think I am then?"

Nearly panting, he began to speak louder as his excitement grew.

"That's just it. Because the beam was still covering such a large area and was being held for a long period of time, you weren't just growing in strength proportional to your height increase. Your strength was being multiplied by both the increase in height, the coverage and the length of the exposure."

As Amanda's bicep continued to rise, so did the excitement of both participants. Thoughts of being the strongest girl in the world were being supplanted by being the strongest being on the planet. She began to fantasize about lifting up cars. Tossing around busses. Crushing tanks. And Arnold fantasized about just how powerful her muscles were. Just how much stronger Amanda was compared to him. Just how big and hard her muscles could become.

The concert began to rise. Amanda was playfully pulling her forearm up and down, lightly smacking her intense forearm into her towering bicep with each flex, causing her already gigantic bicep to add inches of pumped up super muscles each time. Arnold took another step forward, brushing up against Amanda's massive chest as her bicep peak rose even higher. He squeezed her peak, blushing at the impenetrable hardness. Katie's muscles had felt like hard rubber. Amanda's muscles felt like warm, living steel. Pushing her rock hard, awe inspiring breasts out to meet Arnold's weak and flabby chest, Amanda cooed.

"So what does all of that mean? Do you think I'm the strongest girl in the world?"

Knowing her question would only excite him further as Arnold continued rubbing and squeezing her 70 inch bicep, Arnold shook his head.

"You're not just the strongest girl in the world. Your possibly the strongest being to ever take a breath on earth. I'm estimating that each time you doubled in height you became ten times stronger than before. Your bones became harder. Your skin became tougher. Your organs became more durable. And your muscles became denser and denser."

Smiling as her thoughts were being verbalized by Arnold, Amanda marveled at the fact that her bicep was STILL growing. The damn thing was now approaching 3 feet tall from her deep tricep belly to the top of her dangerous peak. Her bicep flex was ridiculous, but to Arnold was the sexiest thing he could ever imagine, even as he was now beginning to strain to keep his hands on the top of her mountainous bicep.

"And you became stronger. And stronger. And stronger. I wondered whether you could handle that much power. I mean, you were already the strongest human on the planet when you were less than two inches tall. Now that you're around 5 foot 9...."

Shaking as he was becoming lost in the moment, Arnold struggled to keep his hands on her gigantic bicep as it neared 90 inches around. He was now standing on his toes, rubbing her monstrous muscle up and down, reaching to continue to touch her rising peak. Amanda seemed to be nearing her maximum capability, as she struggled to add more muscle to her Herculean bicep. But this only caused her bicep to become more defined as her muscle fibers bristled and veins pushed to the surface.

"So what are saying Arnold? Am I really hundreds of times stronger than an average man?"

As Amanda's bicep reached it's zenith at 100 inches around and four glorious feet tall, Arnold lost his grip and his footing. He stumbled backward and landed on his behind with a grunt. He looked up as Amanda held her flex. Her entire body was covered with the biggest, hardest, sexiest muscles he had ever dreamed possible. Her legs were bathed in huge strips of female beef, curving impossibly around her dainty joints. Her abs were covered in more muscles than he could count. Her breasts appeared to defy gravity, pushing out two feet away from her body atop the thickest set of pectorals he had ever seen. Her left arm was cocked to the side, pushed away from her body by barn door wide lats and flexed up with bountiful, humongous muscles whose thickness were measured in feet. Her shoulders and traps surrounded a face that was more beautiful than he remembered. Her shiny brown hair fell around her muscles like strands of silk. Her smile was confident and alluring. Her narrow chin, cute little nose and piercing hazel eyes mesmerized him. But his attention was pulled over to the biggest, most muscular, most powerful bicep ever flexed. Amanda's bicep had topped out at 110 inches around and four mind altering feet tall. Looking back into her laughing eyes, he finally finished his thought.

"No, Amanda. You're not hundreds of times stronger than the average man. You're thousands. Hundreds of thousands times stronger than the strongest man. You've become a super girl!"

Amanda smiled as she released her flex, causing her muscles to mysteriously reduce back down, but to still bulge up bigger than any man alive and curve sexier than any woman Arnold had ever seen.

"Now that we've settled that, what should I do about you? Don't think I forgot about what you did to me. If you'd had your way, I'd still be up in that box! And what should I do about those three girls you thought were so sexy?"