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Muscular Women Fiction / Re: Marcy Greene in MegaMILF's Day Out
« Last post by Eljimbo on Today at 01:28:37 pm »As her hands brushed against the set of bars on either side of the ones she was holding, Marcy gathered them in her grip as well, crushing them slightly to provide her small hands with a better grip. With each movement, she widened the gap, bending two bars at a time with the same ease as before.
Unbeknownst to Marcy, her efforts had caught the attention of a nearby man, his curiosity piqued by the sight of the petite woman effortlessly manipulating the sturdy iron bars as if they were made of paper.
His gaze lingered on her, his mind racing with questions and speculation. Who was she? What was she capable of? And perhaps most importantly, how had she acquired such extraordinary strength?
Josh stood at the corner outside the park, his attention drawn by the unmistakable sound of metal creaking and groaning. Turning around, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Standing on the other side of the seven-foot wrought iron fence was a woman, a hair over five feet tall. She had an unassuming air about her, though she was quite cute in a nerdy sort of way. Tortoiseshell glasses framed her warm brown eyes, and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. But it wasn't her appearance that captivated Josh's attention; it was what she was doing.
Each of her hands was wrapped around one of the adjacent iron bars of the fence, and at first, it took Josh a moment to register what was happening. The inch-thick iron bars she held onto seemed to be bowing away from each other, and the gap between them was steadily growing wider.
His jaw dropped in disbelief as he watched the scene unfolding before him. It dawned on him that the woman appeared to be pulling the iron bars apart with her bare hands! It took him all the restraint he had not to cry “Holy shit” at that very moment. The inch-thick rods should have been immovable for anyone, yet the metal yielded effortlessly to her touch. Even more astonishingly, she seemed to be bending the bars without a hint of exertion, her movements casual and unhurried. It was as if she were performing a mundane task, parting some curtains, maybe. She was completely and totally unconcerned with the superhuman feat she was accomplishing.
As the realization of what he was witnessing sank in, Josh's heart began to pound in his chest. This was no ordinary woman. This was someone with extraordinary abilities, someone who defied the laws of nature with ease.
Shaking with nervous anticipation, Josh fumbled for his phone and quickly started recording video, capturing the incredible scene unfolding before him. His hands trembled with excitement as he zoomed in, ensuring that every detail of the woman's remarkable display of strength was captured for posterity.
Unbeknownst to Marcy, her efforts had caught the attention of a nearby man, his curiosity piqued by the sight of the petite woman effortlessly manipulating the sturdy iron bars as if they were made of paper.
His gaze lingered on her, his mind racing with questions and speculation. Who was she? What was she capable of? And perhaps most importantly, how had she acquired such extraordinary strength?
Josh stood at the corner outside the park, his attention drawn by the unmistakable sound of metal creaking and groaning. Turning around, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Standing on the other side of the seven-foot wrought iron fence was a woman, a hair over five feet tall. She had an unassuming air about her, though she was quite cute in a nerdy sort of way. Tortoiseshell glasses framed her warm brown eyes, and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. But it wasn't her appearance that captivated Josh's attention; it was what she was doing.
Each of her hands was wrapped around one of the adjacent iron bars of the fence, and at first, it took Josh a moment to register what was happening. The inch-thick iron bars she held onto seemed to be bowing away from each other, and the gap between them was steadily growing wider.
His jaw dropped in disbelief as he watched the scene unfolding before him. It dawned on him that the woman appeared to be pulling the iron bars apart with her bare hands! It took him all the restraint he had not to cry “Holy shit” at that very moment. The inch-thick rods should have been immovable for anyone, yet the metal yielded effortlessly to her touch. Even more astonishingly, she seemed to be bending the bars without a hint of exertion, her movements casual and unhurried. It was as if she were performing a mundane task, parting some curtains, maybe. She was completely and totally unconcerned with the superhuman feat she was accomplishing.
As the realization of what he was witnessing sank in, Josh's heart began to pound in his chest. This was no ordinary woman. This was someone with extraordinary abilities, someone who defied the laws of nature with ease.
Shaking with nervous anticipation, Josh fumbled for his phone and quickly started recording video, capturing the incredible scene unfolding before him. His hands trembled with excitement as he zoomed in, ensuring that every detail of the woman's remarkable display of strength was captured for posterity.
