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Re: New series- Not your everyday chubby nerdy girl
« Reply #15 on: February 04, 2018, 07:23:05 am »
Well, obviously, I have loved this story from the beginning, mostly due to how insanely strong, fit, and tough Samantha is, how she works out so hard to get that way, lifting incredibly huge amounts of weight for hundreds of reps, her stamina insane. I think there is a good chance that Ivy might have something to do in her future, based on what was said in the last story, about how Ivy got pissed not at Cammy and Hannah, but the girl who had pretty much caused them to attack the ranch, meaning Sami. And based on how easily Ivy handled Cammy, despite Cammy not at 100%, but she still easily beat her up, I'm guessing Sami's workouts will be well warranted, because Ivy won't be an easy win by any means. I personally would've liked to see more of Ivy's training, but having the whole chapter dedicated to Sam, laying down her workouts, well, I'm fine with that. I look forward to much more! k+!
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Re: New series- Not your everyday chubby nerdy girl
« Reply #16 on: February 09, 2018, 03:26:13 pm »
Am still catching up on the story but wanted to say thank you!

The story takes a very different approach to the genre than most stories and I have always enjoyed super strong & super tough heroines.

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Re: New series- Not your everyday chubby nerdy girl
« Reply #17 on: February 11, 2018, 05:38:04 am »
I hope chapter 9 wasn't the end and she will get even stronger. And perhaps in chapter 33 she will leave the island.

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Re: New series- Not your everyday chubby nerdy girl
« Reply #18 on: February 24, 2018, 07:27:15 am »
Chapter 10

   Rose ducked her head, bobbed to the side around the punch, coming in strong with a punch of her own. Another surge of pain shook her whole body, as her fist hit the iron wall that was Megan's stomach. Megan was only 5'5, compared to the 6'0 Rose. They both weighed around 150 pounds, but the reach wasn't doing a lot for Rose, as Megan slipped every punch to the head or face, and just absorbed the strikes to her body.
   Rose stepped back, and let go another hard right leg kick, right body kick combination. She felt like she was kicking a tank, Megan not even seeming to notice. Megan quickly closed the space with her footwork, and threw a right-left-right combo of jabs to the gut of Rose. Her rock hard abs twitching  a little, trying to stay flexed against the barbaric blows. Megan hit her with a spinning roundhouse kick to the face, knocking her flat on her ass. The crowd roared, these underground fights have been going on for years, and the fans bet on them, and watched the carnage hungrily, fanatics for violence.
   As Rose stood up, Megan hit her with a hard uppercut to the belly, her bare knuckled hand knocking the wind out of Rose, but Megan just stepped back.
   These fights had a referee, but the job was to stop biting, eye poking, and a few other banned maneuvers, but it was up to Megan to decide when this fight was over, not Rose. Megan turned to the crowd, raised her arms in a flex, and smiled her perfect smile to the roaring crowd. They had so much affection for this girl, her charisma only matched by her athleticism. Megan had been fighting for over 20 years, and she never lost a fight. When she flexed like this, it meant it was time for her to break her opponent. There she stood, legs about shoulder width apart, double bicep pose showing off arms that looked almost absurdly huge for her frame. It was astonishing how strong she was, being bulky, but far from ripped. When she was unflexed, she looked to have average build, but her muscles ballooned when she flexed. She was wearing a a white tank top, and little pink booty shorts. She folded the shirt up, exposing her toned abs, but the look didn't even begin to do them justice. She turned to Rose, flexing and smiling, inviting Rose to take her down.
   Rose took the two minutes, the crowd roaring, trying to suck in as much air as she could. Her body still felt strong, Megan only hit her with about a dozen shots. Comparatively, she had landed at least 100 strikes to Megan, but she had done more damage to herself. Just as Megan blew her a kiss, she squared herself, and starting punching with all her strength, right to the middle of Megan's rock-hard core. Rose was a great fighter, 6 foot tall, and very lanky and strong. She had solid technique. She was dressed in a tight pair of shorts, and a sports bra, her body ripping with muscle. Most girls would go down in one punch, but Megan didn't even seem to notice. Rose became infuriated as Megan began laughing at her, and even closed her eyes. Then Megan flexed even harder, and Rose just started unloading. Her hands felt like they were hitting a brick wall, she grabbed Megan in a Thai-plum, giving her hands a break to try and make this girl bend over, with her best strikes. Rose loved Muay Thai, her body was perfect for it, her height giving her absurd leverage, and her technique making her knees as lethal as a steel bat. Still, she felt like she was driving her knee into a concrete building, and it hurt!
   Megan just laughed, as this went on for five minutes. Then she abruptly threw a vicious kick to the Muay Thai fighters leg, the sound of the kick echoing through the whole arena. Her femur cracked, Rose fell to one knee. Megan grabbed her in the infamous “Rape choke” position, and punched her as hard as she could in the stomach about 10 times. After the first punch, Rose started tapping out. Her stomach destroyed, she was afraid she had broken ribs. By the final punch, Rose was out cold. She was unable to even draw in a slight gasp of air, and her body shut down. Broken ribs, and who knew what else, blood began to drip from her mouth.  The ref called for the ambulance, and the whole arena erupted. Megan turned to the crowd, raised her hands, and started to do a little booty shake as the cheering increased. Her butt was famous, huge and round, and all muscle. She danced and flexed as the medics loaded Rose into the ambulance. Just as the ambulance raced off, a new challenger had appeared.
   For a few years now, Rose had been training with Sue. Sue had never competed in MMA or combat sports, but she had been in more fights than she could count. She was 5'3, and about 220 pounds of solid muscle. She climbed over the cage, and flew over the 10 foot tall steel fence that served as a wall. She stripped off her shoes and shirt, wearing just a black bra and Yoga pants. Megan turned around just as Sue started stalking towards her, crazy look in her eyes. Megan reached back, and threw a massive right hook square to the belly. If Sue even seemed to notice it, she didn't let on. Her arms reaching around Megan, both locking up in a clinch, the crowd was use to challenges like this, and the screams of passion drowned out the announcer. The ref  was use to this as well, with Megan sometimes fighting five or ten girls in a night. He was paid by the fight, so he was all about this. This Sue girl was huge, dwarfing Megan by almost 90 pounds. Megan broke the clinch, and pulled back her leg for a kick.



   Mel lifted the huge weight, almost 400 pounds. She pushed the bar again and again, bench pressing the bar like it had no weight on it at all. She followed with a full routine, focusing especially on her abs. She was thick, her body  almost an caricature of thickness and muscle. Her abs had turned into 6 rock-hard bricks of muscles, and her limbs were stronger than she could have ever dreamed of. Even the toned Heather didn't have muscles that were as iron-hard as Mel's. She was freakishly strong, and she did this all for one reason. After her workout, she showered, ate, and sat down at the table. She had a card that her father, Al, had provided for her. On it was an address, one she had been asking for since earlier that year. Al was still worried, but Mel insisted she was ready. She dressed in a long black dress, with thigh high stockings, and not much else. She got into her car,  and she drove. Two hours later, she was knocking on a door. A furious Cammy answered, and after a few words, they agreed to meet out behind the house, a country ranch secluded from anyone who would care. Mel took off her shoes and dress, folded them neatly in her front seat, and made her way to the back. Hannah was never the same after her last fight with Sami, but Cammy had remained much the same. She had stopped using steroids and drugs, but had become stronger than she was before, although maybe not as well conditioned. She still had nightmares of some blonde devil in human form that had literally destroyed her. That was well over a year ago, and she was at one hundred percent. Or close as she could be to that point.
   Two giant gladiators, both near 300 pounds, eyes each other hungrily. Mel totally nude, except for her black stockings. She looked like a comic book character, tits almost too large to measure, back the size of a subway car, and ripped abs poking off her torso like they were giant dominoes.
   Cammy wore a black thong, and was equally immense. Her abs more ripped than ever, she was muscle on top of muscle. Her legs and hips looked superior, but Mel seemed to have the bigger shoulders, and arms. The two amazons locked in a test of strength, hands locking in mortal combat, tits pushed together as strong legs dug into the ground

    Another encounter happened a few weeks before, this one planned out as a meeting between two girls that had been rivals for as long as they could remember. Heather was an inch taller, and the thicker of the two at a little over 5 foot, and weighing 135 pounds to Laura who was just a sliver over 5 foot, but with a sleek and ripped body. At 115, she hardly had a shred of fat on her. Her small tits stood  perky and tight watch over her steel abs, all eight muscles looking at attention, her ripped pecs made it look almost like a 10-pack as Heather stared back. Her tits a small c cup, her legs looked strong and dangerous, the girls both raised their biceps to flex. Heather became even more infuriated seeing Laura's iron arms sprout two big lumps of muscle that had no place on a girl so small. Heather had nice arms, and they were absurdly hard. Little rocks that attached to her iron cord forearms, but she would have been amazed if she knew how outclassed she was by little Laura, 20 pounds lighter. Laura's arms were like something beyond human, with peaks harder than steel or rock, closer to diamond. Heather, seething with rage, took a few steps closer to her intended victim. Both girls were fully nude, the tattood blonde Heather had the better legs, or so it appeared. A pair of meaty gams with a big round butt that was pure muscle. Another girl may have been intimidated, but not Lauren. Even as they got closer, she could see the freaky layer of muscle mounted on Heather's abs, like a thick ridge of muscle covering the core of her abs,  the long ridge over an inch thick. It had a small indent in the middle, where the stomach muscles fit into a shell, building a steel like armor. It fit right over her six-pack, running down her stomach like a river to abruptly end right over her pubic hair, a full on bush.
   Now they finally got done talking, and got ready for the contest. It wasn't just to be a fight, but a belly punching contest with a twist. They both sat down, and calves wrapped  around each others torso snugly. They had to squeeze each other, while doing sit-ups. Each sit up, they were able to throw punches. They would go one after the other. In fact, as soon as one rep began, the other could start hers. Also, if either girl couldn't perform the sit up within a second, she would be penalized by 3 penalty punches, followed by another sit-up by her opponent. So for example, if one girl was stunned or hurt, the damage would pile on, as she would have to eat 3 quick flurries of punching, and if she was hurt or stunned, it would be another set of at least 9 punches. With hate in her eyes, Heather started. Up she went, Laura just a second behind, the thwap of punches filling the night air. Up and down they went, squeezing with strong legs, and throwing punches that could break bones. Heather was trying to set the pace, forcing her reps almost as soon as Laura had started hers. Laura's quick hands darting like a flash of pale skin, sometimes landing 4 or 5 punches in the span of the sit-up. After a few 100 reps, Heather could tell she was being out punched almost two to one, but she felt nothing. Her legs squeezing hard, she threw all the power she could into her punches, and hoped it would be enough.
   Laura felt like she could go on forever, her usual ab workout was very long and involved. So far, the punches hadn't penetrated her abs, and the scissor wasn't applying enough pressure to really hurt her. Around 250 reps in, she did notice her left hand begin to stiff from all the blows on Heather's gut. That weird mound of muscle was absorbing the punches, and it seemed to be getting harder.
   Heather was concentrating on keeping her marvelous abs flexed, and trying to keep the pace going, hoping Laura would start to get tired. As they got around 400 reps,  the number of punches was really starting to separate the two. Heather throwing almost always 3 punch combos, had mixed in a few flurries. She had throw around 1300 punches, while Laura had thrown closer to 2000. Laura was hitting harder, but she didn't notice Heather slowing down at all. Heather was applying more pressure with the scissors, really squeezing hard. Without getting her thighs around Laura, it wasn't likely that the scissors would be enough, but the assault of punches would eventually wear one of them down. Keeping abs flexed for such a long time was no small feat. As 500 became 1500, this had been going for almost a half hour. Laura was impressed that Heather had made it this far, in the prior meeting Laura had totally humiliated and humbled Heather, and she told herself she wouldn't give up no matter what. Her abs were starting to tire though, and still that thick plateau of steel like muscle was holding up on Heather's stomach, her pace still not slowing down. Laura tried to squeeze harder with her legs, her sides were starting to feel a bit sore, and she knew Heather had to be feeling some fatigue as well.
   Heather was getting frustrated, she had thought to break Laura by now. She herself had been training for over a year at levels she thought would put her far ahead of Laura, but genetics and natural athleticism  wasn't always fair, and Laura was a freak. Just the fact that some of the punches were starting to hurt her  was filling her with rage. Heather had a 20 pound weight advantage, and she should have been able to put this girl down. Yet, even with Heather pushing this absurd pace, she was getting nervous. In came the punches, and the next set she flew up, immediately, and put every bit of power into her punches. Laura was up without any delay, and she threw her hardest punches. Heather almost groaned from the last one, hitting hard enough to penetrate slightly, and hit a rib. It began to hurt almost immediately, and she could feel it for the new few reps. Luckily, Laura didn't seem to notice, and was pummeling her all over the stomach. Back and forth they went, a few of the punches hitting the same tender spot, and Heather was really starting to feel some pain. Laura had begun to squeeze harder as well, and the added pressure was starting to really build up. Then, like a miracle, Laura cried out after one of the punches. Two rounds later, after piling on 6 more punches, Laura didn't come up. She sat back, wind partially knocked out of her, and unflexed, her body sucking in air involuntarily, just a little stunned. Heather took the chance, and knew she had free punches. She loosened her legs for just a moment, re-positioned, and squeeze with all her strength. She threw a few brutal punches, did a sit up, more punches, and repeated this for 2 more full rounds. She threw over 80 punches unanswered, and Laura was starting to fade. She wasn't done though, forcing herself up after the stagnant rounds. Heather wasn't quite ready for the ferocity of the counter, and was shocked for a half second that Laura still had so much strength left. Heather knew that even her free punches had been deflected by Laura's rock hard abs, but she thought the flurry would at least weaken her. Yet her punches bounced off an even harder and more determined stomach than before. She could see Laura was flexing her whole torso, her arms and shoulders looking ripped, and her 8-pack standing out in all its magnificence, challenging Heather to face her diamond hard abs. Heather almost cried out after Laura threw just two big punches, a left and a right. Up she went, Heather trying to dig in for her three punches, but her hands felt like they were punching some invincible demigod, with abs harder than steel or rock, or even diamond. Laura came in slow, kissed her hand, and twisted her body as she threw a menacing hook with all of her torque and power behind it. Heather let out a loud umpff as the supercharged punch struck her right in the middle of her stomach, making her curl up like a child, sobbing. Laura picked up the bigger girl via a underhook, and just started piling punches into her stomach. Each one pushed Heather off the ground a little. She tried to flex, or breathe, or even stand, but she was capable of none of these. Laura pushed up close, chest to chest, and wrapped her steel cord arms around Heather waist. She squeezed as hard as she could, feeling first the air go out of Heather, then she could feel her arms overwhelm the muscles in Heather's belly, squeezing harder even as Heather became dead weight in her arms. Laura knew she could have crushed her easily, even now she heard several ribs crack and could feel the girls body almost break with her barely even trying. Heather was out cold, and Laura decided to stop hurting her, and laid her down. When Heather woke up some time later, Laura greeted her with a tender kiss. They made love, and kissed each other all over. Laura showing tenderness not to hurt Heather anymore, her ego already crushed. Yet Heather had no problem piling kisses on Laura tight little body, squeezing her taunt little muscles between kisses and playful punches. This went on for hours, followed by a long talk where they confessed secret longing for this encounter for almost 6 years. It took Heather a few days to recover, and a few more before she told her friends what had happened. Since then, she and Laura had been inseparable, and Laura had joined their little group.



   Mel was immediately surprised by how strong this bitch was, with the two being near equal size. She had kept the grappling nearly equal so far, but she was burning a lot of energy. Mel slipped a punch, and shuffled her feet to get on the side of Cammy, wrapping her up in a side German suplex, Cammy hit the ground was flying back at her within a split second.
   Cammy pulled back just a little short of colliding with her, and dropped into a more conventional stance, swinging her tree-trunk thigh in a scythe-like kick that forced Mel to focus to keep her footing, which gave Cammy time to open up on her stomach with a flurry of punches. She grabbed Mel with both hands around the neck, lifting her straight up, and then slamming her down in a vicious choke-slam on the hard dirt.  Mel stood back up, and was greeted by a textbook high-kick, crisp on her jaw. Cammy was keeping a long range, and Mel had to close the space. She hopped to her feet, squatting down low. Cammy stood back, waiting for her to make a move. Mel charged her, at the last moment jumped straight at her with arms and thighs open, landing in Cams arms, Mel wrapped her arms around the back of Cammy and her legs in a snug scissor right around her thick core.
   Cam turned her around, and started slamming her into a tree, over and over. Mel held on, and squeezed for dear life, knowing her legs were her strongest weapon. After Cam gave up ramming her into a tree, she made a slight mistake. She thought for a second of her next attack, and let Mel stretch her body out. She wrapped her arms tightly around a tree, with her legs wrapped tightly around Cam, she was trying to end this right here. Cam had little choice but to stand there and be crushed. Mel squeezed even harder, and used the strength of her abs to stay rigid, attached to the tree and Cam both, Cam was unable to overpower or bully her, held in place while she was slowly crushed. She struggled with the legs wrapped around her, but they were inconceivably powerful, and probably even more solid than the huge oak that Mel clung to. The black stockings seemed to be fitting for her funeral, she though. Was this girl going to kill her?
   Mel focused, and squeezed even harder, putting as much tension from her core and butt as possible. Cammy cried out as she began to pummel Mel's midsection, hanging taunt between those damn crushing legs, and her death grip on the tree. The punches were powerful, but Mel was determined and full of adrenaline. It was starting to hurt to breathe, her whole chest on fire, and she kept throwing the punches. Mel was so focused, she didn't seem to notice.
   As Cammy began to fade, Mel sprung into action, pinning her up against the same tree as she had used earlier in the fight. Mel unleashed a flurry of knees that just destroyed Cammy, knocking the oak down in the process. Mel had obliterated her, amazed this was the same girl that had almost killed her not so long ago. She felt deceived by Samantha, and her next target would be Samantha herself. Cammy laid there crying, and broken, and Mel had nothing else to say to her. She drove back to Al's gym, and worked out late into the night.


   The leg kick connected, and Sue was surprised that she didn't feel a thing, her massive leg was solid muscle, dwarfing the impressive legs of Megan which were almost as large, and looked just beyond ripped, with muscles popping out that most didn't even know existed. As soon as the leg kick struck, Megan was picking her up for a hard slam on the pavement. As Sue got to her feet, Megan spun on the ground, a spinning sweep kick tripping Sue from behind, Megan tackled her jamming a really hard shoulder in her gut, before powering her up, to slam her hard down on the edge of the fight area, throwing her down on the cement foundation. Megan followed it was a few kicks, one to the arm and one to the gut, the latter hardly even registering, the one to the arm connected with a bone-breaking thud. Megan then hit her with a hard open faced slap, stunning her for a second, Suzy stood there mouth agape, until it looked like Megan tried to sit on her. If felt like she was being jumped by an SUV...Megan dropping her huge ass like a wrecking ball, Sue barely managed to roll out of the way before being pinned under the butt assault like a literal trash compactor, the butt narrowly missing her, left two indentations on the cement below.
   Sue felt competitive juices bubbling up, she knew her legs and butt were bigger and probably stronger and tighter than this Megan girl, and yet she was letting her have control of the fight.
   Sue had watched the last fight, and wanted to make this interesting. This girl was a skilled fighter, veteran of 100s or maybe 1000s of fights. Sue had never really been in a fight, so her plan was to make this girl angry so she would let her emotions turn this into a brawl. Instead of technique vs power, Sue knew the only chance she had was to make it power vs power.
   “So you like belly punches, I bet you never fought someone with stronger abs than you. Are you going to retire when I beat you and take your title?” Sue taunted her. Next she put her hands behind her head, smiling at Megan and challenging her.
   Megan expected a trick, but was pleasantly surprised when the massive girl just stood there, absorbing a few quick punches. She was really impressed at how hard this chubby looking girls belly was. She had faced girls of all sizes, and she had never lost or been dropped by a body shot, or any strike for that matter. Even as a little girl, she had traveled around practicing martial arts, general calisthenics, and cheer leading and gymnastics. She had been the alpha her whole life, traveling around with her Marine father, from base to base. She made a habit out of making fools of soldiers in any way she could, often ending up in fights with three or more opponents, sometimes as high as six or eight. Still, never had she lost. She had been jumped by a group of 5 marines, dressed in all black,  masks and all, armed with bats. They had come at her at once, but she blocked her head, and with just punches to the body she made quick work of the five marines. A few even were wearing Kevlar, but it would have had a better chance at stopping a bullet than the deadly strikes of Megan. She was a genetic freak, and pound for pound she was in a class of very few.
   Sue had never been happy with her body, she always had these huge muscles. For as long as she could remember, she had always been solid muscle from head to toe. As a kid,she was short and stocky, and naturally she had the build of a bulking bodybuilder.  She had been teased growing up, so around 15 she started working out to try and slim up. Instead, she just got firmer and tighter, and stronger. Her stamina was off the charts, and being around 250 pounds, she had less than 9% bodyfat. She had grown up playing soccer, dancing, and of late had got into power lifting and cross fit.
   Megan set her feet, and threw a few of her strongest kicks. Still, Sue stood there taking it. Megan tried a jumping kick meant to push back or knock doe Sue, but the big girl didn't budge. Sue's huge legs and butt along with that absurdly strong torso, gave her a strong stance and she had very good posture, her pecs strong enough to keep her massive tits as perky, as you could imagine. She was quite a site for the crowd, her dark hair tied in pony tails, Megan's in little side braided balls, they hardly moved as she bounced around, her blue eyes homing in on the soft looking stomach before her, she wound up and threw a stunning flurry of just straight punches into Sues torso, knocking her back a few feet, but then she seemed to set her feet and flex even harder. Megan tried this a few more times, both increasing speed and power with each but, but she couldn't move her.
   Sue felt great, her breathing was well under control. She felt she could go on all day like this, she normally piled 100s of pounds of weight on her abs, which she held on her flexed abs while she would do her daily ab routine. She even came up with a device with some thick wood on the bottom, and 3 bars coming up from the top. She would fill the bars with 45 lb plates, and lay the whole contraption on her flexed stomach, then she would do 100s of crunches, leg raises, left lifts, and all with the weight on there. She had no problem keeping her stomach flexed, and she knew she was strong. She went through many of her works outs with absurd weights using sometimes 5 or 10 times her body weight while doing calisthenics.
   Megan kept punching, and then she started more knees and kicks. At one point, Sue asked for a moment break. Which she used to take off her bra, and turn to the crowd in a double bicep pose, her biceps looking absurdly huge and round, and everyone there would be amazed at how hard they were. Megan ran into her as she was just turning, trying to hit her with a surprise sucker punch, but her fist just bounced off the thick flesh of Sue's side. She just started going crazy, throwing every punch she could think of spinning strikes, jumping, cartwheeling strikes, donkey kicks, muay-thai knees. This went on for over 30 minutes. Megan was getting pissed, and the ref said Sue had to start doing something, so the action commenced. For the next 10 minutes, Megan danced around hitting Sue with strikes, but Sue just absorbed them and countered with powerful strikes that Megan didn't like to trade. This girl was just too big and strong, but she doubted she could take too much more belly punishment, concentrating on throwing tons and tons of strikes. Sue was just absorbing 90% of them, but the punches she threw back looked like they could drop a giant. After another 15 minutes, nearly an hour into the fight, Megan had landed almost 2500 strikes, compared to about 150 by Sue. Yet Megan seemed to be tiring, and a few of those it looked like she had winced. The champion had never been overpowered, but she was being outclassed but this flat footed wall of walking muscle. Sue had little or no technique, she was just absorbing every strike. And throwing barely 15% of strikes in return, she was winning the fight.
   Megan ran at her in a flurry of punches right to middle of her rock hard belly, they bounced of harmlessly. Megan put back her leg to get a more stable foundation, and just dug into the punches, and followed it by a huge kick, that nearly shook the arena, but didn't even seem to phase Sue. Quick as Megan could blink, Sue scooped her up in a hard bodyslam. Before Megan could even try to get up, Sue jumped up in a fearsome leap, doing a full somersault and dropping right on Megans belly, her giant butt like a battering ram, she literally pushed the wind right out of Megan's stomach, she began gasping for air. The champ stood up, flexed as hard as she could, and slowly drew in some air.
   Sue raced up to her, and this time she unleashed with every bit of power she could muster, and all the speed she had, a flurry of punches to end this fight. She unloaded on Megan with punches of such power, a single punch would likely kill an average person. Somehow Megan still stood, trying to embrace in a bear hug with Sue. Sue grabbed her around the waste, spun around in a giant jump,and slammed down onto Megan in a belly to belly suplex. Megan absorbed it,amazing as it was, and wrapped her legs around Sue.  Megan began squeezing, and Sue was immediately crushed by a death-squeeze like she could never have imagined. Sue was immediately alarmed, and in severe pain. She began screaming out, Megan's legs locked around her arms, breaking her in half, one rib at a time. Seeing Megan's butt fully flexed, she had to take a second to appreciate how massive and powerful it was. Maybe she was wrong, after-all, Megan had the better butt, she began to fade a bit more, when Megan squeezed even harder. She instantly surged awake, anger and pride refusing to let her give up. Her stomach hardened with every one of her muscles awakened to the fullest, barely pushing the legs apart as the expanding muscle of her abs in a show of freakish strength, bulged out against the crushing legs, putting the fight back to a stalemate. Megan was squeezing at full force, her legs trembling, and Sue was working equally as hard to survive the crushing scissors.
    Sue didn't think Megan was paying attention to her legs, and luckily they were about the same height, so Sue squirmed her legs around, and a few seconds later, she scissored her legs around Megan's  neck in a textbook head-scissor. As Megan had to give up her body scissor to try and get her neck free, Sue got her full thighs around the neck, and began to squeeze. Megan stood up and tried to slam her, but she couldn't get enough momentum to break the scissor. As Megan's legs weakened, Sue flipped her over onto her back and quickly mounted her. Sue pinned down  her legs in a grapevine, and then she started bouncing her flexed belly roughly up and down on Megan. Each time Sue did it a little harder, and she heard all the air and fight slowly go out of Megan. Megan began to sob, and then Sue started to really get rough. She let go of the grapevine, and just straddled Megan, dropping her belly and torso into Megan's, crushing all the life out of her until she was barely breathing. To claim her victory to the stunned crowd, she lifted the limp body and pressed it above her head, the crowd going wild. She dropped Megan like a sack of grain, and walked out of the arena to check on Rose, who had went to the hospital with Nicole. Rose was doing fine, and Sue had just beaten the most famous street fighter in the country, 20 years undefeated, she didn't even know what that would mean for the future.
**Bonus fight—this will be revisited in a few chapters**

   Spring break, almost two years after Samantha had left, and it was a cold April. The sisters hated these vacations, because the school was closed and they weren't able to attend gymnastics or use the weight room. The whole campus was closed, and the university was too cheap to pay for staff to keep the gym and pool open. The local gymnastics gym was a few streets away from where they lived, but the open gym didn't start till 4, so they had hours to kill. Gina was 19, and the older sister. At 5'5 and 140 lbs she was built like your typical gymnast, she had an 8-pack that peaked through her leotard, and a huge butt on a pair of thick legs that would only belong to a gymnast. She wasn't the strongest or most well conditioned member of the team, but she had trained daily since she was a little girl and her college really had a solid team. She was pretty, with blue eyes and long dark blonde hair. They hardly looked like sisters, Arielle stood at barely 5'0 and weighed around 150. With long black hair, she always tried to stand out. She was built like a tank, even as a freshman she was the strongest on the team, and probably the second best gymnast overall. She had real talent, her body just oozing with power. Her legs were giant, and nothing but muscle. She was conditioned on an olympic level, sometimes even passing the team captain who trained for the Olympics in her native China and was literally almost superhuman. With a giant ass, and tits to match, she was one of the most popular girls at the school.  She could squat a half ton, and leg press three times that. She had done weighted sit ups with 100 lb barbells. Once she had pushed an SUV up a huge hill. Her 6-pack was almost freakish, coming out of nowhere but 6 giant muscles looking like large puzzle pieces turn from flesh, to the granite hardness of a mountain. Most of all, she was a bitch. Arielle and Gina were both spoiled, and natural bullies. They were the alphas, and anyone that messed with them, they would destroy. They had a daddy that could fix anything, so they said. They stopped for tanning, swimming, and then ate lunch They showered, and made to the park almost two hours before four. The park was mostly empty,
   Some kids playing softball on the far fields, and one weird girl doing sit ups on one of the monkey bars, hanging upside down, doing sit ups with a backpack on her chest for added weight.
   The girls laughed about her, hair dyed green, her loose t-shirt dangling down as she hung, showing the black lace bra underneath as they saw her from behind. She was wearing stockings, little shorts, and big black boots. They could see she was wearing some kind of goth makeup and eye shadow, and they noticed her hair wasn't all green. More of a lemon and lime look...green mixed with what looked like her natural blonde.  They went to the opposite path, not too far from her, laughing at her outfit and choice of music, maybe even calling her trash. How old was she, they wondered? Not that it mattered, dressing like a hooker was silly at any age, they joked. They moved to the huge dome shaped apparatus, full of monkey bars, hand bikes, and climbable obstacles. The girls did a set of pull ups and calisthenics there, followed by another 45 minutes of abs on the mats they had brought. They packed up, and had some water, they noticed the girl was still there. Now she had two hands above here, each one grabbing the handle bar above her and a little to the side. She had that same backpack wrapped around her legs, and she was bringing her legs down, and then back up to touch the bar, over and over. She was the only one in the park, and now they wanted to try what she was doing, on the straight monkey bards. They decided she had to leave, and they walked straight to her with a purpose. All she got to say was, “Hi, I'm Sara” before the assault began.  She had her legs up in a hanging L, holding the weighted bag hanging from her thighs. In came a pair of sidekicks, each sister kicking Sara right in the flexed abs, as hard as they could. Arielle started punching her, poor Sara couldn't do much other than absorb the punches, her legs still being held together by the thick straps of her own bag. Sara looked tiny at 5'4, and about 135 pounds. Gina reached up, and wrapped her legs around the girl, trying to lock her hands in a shoulder lock or choke. Sara was too strong, and ferocious to get caught, so Gina just wrapped her arms around her, in an inverted bearhug. Her legs and arms squeezing Sara, while her sister bombed punch after punch into her stomach. After a minute, Arielle pulled up the girls shirt, and she wasn't surprised to see a perfect six pack, flat as a washboard. That's ok, they got off beating strong girls, so it was perfect. The girl was still hanging there, punches peppering her stomach, Arielle could rarely really let loose. This may have been the first time she could go full power, and it might not even take this girl down. Arielle flexed mightily, and threw a thundering combo that still didn't shake the girl loose. She kept punching, and the girl was trying to loosen her foot, but to no avail. Gina began slapping her in the face, and grabbing her tits. She was squeezing her as hard as she could, but this girl had serious abs on her, and her arms must have been made of steel cables to hold all this weight.
   Arielle just started unloading on the girls stomach, like she did on the heavy bag at the gym. The girl just flexed her abs harder, and giggled. After about a minute, Arielle was starting to hurt her hands. She was going to kill this goth bitch, she knew it was just a matter of time till they got her to the ground. Arielle went to the opposite side of her sister, and then she jumped up and wrapped her legs around Sara, from the other side. “Grab her hands!” she commanded, and Gina did as she was told. Sara still hanging there, holding all that weight, and they still couldn't break her grip.
   “I needed to up my weight anyway, the bag is only 300.” She stated in a stale tone, as she brought her legs down, then back up, pulling herself and them up on the bar as well. She started pumping out reps, no matter how hard they squeezed or pulled on her hands, they kept going through rep after rep. She finally got her legs free, and like a huntress, she swung to the side, breaking out of Gina's scissor long enough to turn and lock her legs around Arielle. As Arielle re positioned,she was pushed away by the swinging legs of Sara, who let her fly into Gina, them both grabbing the same rung to stop from falling off. There they were, hanging face to face, almost like lovers, and then she had them. Sara swung in violently, her legs closing on both sisters, pushing them together. She pulled back with so much force, they bought lost their grip, and found themselves leotards pressed together, being literally crushed by Sara. To rub it in, she started doing more leg raises and pull ups. After a few minutes, she let he legs dangle straight, and then she began to squeeze with all her power.
     Both girls began to panic, they were being crushed. They tried hitting Sara, her legs, her butt, her tummy...it was all invincible, muscle beyond comprehension. Some girls were just stronger, as this younger, skinny looking freak was destroying these gymnast sisters, proving herself superior in every way. She was writhing, and pulsing her scissors, as both girls slipped into sleep.
   Sara grabbed one of the bottles of water they had, and poured over their faces. She gave them a moment to catch breathe, and then they tried to tackle her to the ground. She had an arm around each of the bigger girls, as they tried to power her down. Her skinny little legs were just too strong, years of dancing, calisthenics, and skateboarding made her one tough bitch. She was obsessed with her stomach, and she was beyond turned on by her destruction of these little cheerleader types.
   They tried to power her down, but she pushed through it, so overwhelming they couldn't even get free as she scooped them up hard. Up they went, in almost a double bear hug, to be slammed down hard. She grabbed each by the hair, and up they went again, this time back to back, leg scissor locked. Up she went with both of them locked in, and she got back into position, and started another set of the leg lifts. Out they went again, dead weight with no fight left. She dropped onto the ground, threw one over each shoulder, and ran to the stream near the park. She stripped each sister nude, and tied them by the hands around a huge tree in the middle of the stream. They were up to their tits in water, and it wasn't warm. Then down dropped Sara, nude as well, and they couldn't help but to be turned on by her body. Built like a Greek goddess, she flexed for them, her arms were granite balls of muscle, peaks bigger than they could imagine on so small a girl. Her abs looked they had been drawn, every inch of her torso was perfect and symmetrical. She had thick legs, with giant quads that looked like slabs of steel muscle poking from her leg, and thick calves. Her butt was the source of a lot of her strength, and it looked like it could crack diamond. They wanted to think, with work, they could match her. She began to kill each, just teasingly, Sara making both girl feel wet and dominated, begging her for more. Then the punches came. One fist for each girl, 10 punches. By the last punch, the girls felt like they were dying. The thought of using their core to pull themselves out of the water was impossible, pain literally coursing through their whole body. Sarah took pictures of both of the girls, and took both girls bra and panties as her spoils. Usually she had to go to the hood, or to a bar to get in a fight. It was a good day, and she would be dreaming about these sisters for a long time. They both knew that she owned them, and they could either get stronger and win freedom. Or who knows what she might do to them.


   Samantha made her final preparations to return home, and she left the next morning. She figured it would be about a week before she would be back in town, and she tried to make a plan for where she would go first. The giant wolf prowling at her back would suggest she should return home, until she could get a place of her own.

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Re: New series- Not your everyday chubby nerdy girl
« Reply #19 on: February 24, 2018, 08:28:49 am »
Another great chapter, I really enjoyed reading it, though I thought it could be better, as while it was cool to read about all the other girls showing off their power, muscles, and toughness, there was one girl missing, and I'm not talking about Samantha. After having made such a big deal about Ivy, her training, her power, and her toughness a couple of chapters back, I was really primed and ready to read what she could do, unfortunately nothing with her happened (though maybe there's a good reason for that, perhaps like chapter 9 was all about Samantha, chapter 11 could be all about Ivy and her continue training to get better.) Anyway, I enjoyed everything, especially Sara's introduction, much like Ivy, she came out of nowhere to show off incredible strength and toughness, especially for a girl that is supposed to be smaller. k+!
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Re: Author: [Yag] Sami: Not Your Everyday Chubby Nerdy Girl
« Reply #20 on: September 11, 2018, 03:04:05 pm »
Any more coming for this on? I really like it so far

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« Reply #21 on: September 11, 2018, 09:36:42 pm »
I agree, I'd love to see more myself, I hope you're not retired from writing, as this has always been a favorite of stories to read.
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Chapter 11

   Al got into the back seat, and his driver sped off into the country night. His business on the farm concluded, he left Ivy to her thoughts. Al had been a friend of Lori for many years, and before her injury it wasn't uncommon for her to take care of some dirty work for Al. This was different, it was a personal favor. With Lori still rehabbing her body after the brutal beating years before, she had confided in Ivy just how much Al had done for her. Lori had asked Ivy to help him out, no matter how much it went against her nature. Ivy didn't like to fight without good reason. Yet, Al had laid it down very simple. This girl, Sue, had been extorting money and threatening Al almost constantly for the last year. She had turned Mel, and all the other girls against him. Mel being his only daughter, he would rest at nothing to get Sue out of his life forever.
   Al had offered a huge sum of money, enough for Ivy to hire another handful of girls and then that still left a huge sum for herself. Ivy would have none of it. She wouldn't take his money, and she promised to take care of his problem.
   That Saturday, just a couple days after Samantha had returned to town, Ivy was stretching out. She clenched her little fist, thinking about the task before her. She decided she would do this herself, and she started her final trek to the private gym outside Al's property. The cool breeze blew her hair around, and she could feel it bite through the jeans and tank top she wore. Sneakers muffling her every step, she made her way silently to a window closest to the wall, and peeked in. She counted at least 5 of them. The big one must be Sue, she thought to herself.


   Samantha knocked firmly on the front door, and her sister answered and jumped back at the sight of the giant wolf, then turned her gaze to a feral looking girl in torn clothes.
   “If you ever leave again, I'll fucking kill you!” her sister started, before wrapping her up in a big hug. They all came inside, girls and wolf, and they were greeted by a parade of barks and growls as the other 4 dogs in the house tried to make sense of the huge creature standing there. Snow laid down, and they all started piling on with gratuitous licking, and all was well.
   When Samantha passed her mom, she wasn't sure if the woman registered how long her daughter had been gone. She was screaming commands to her husband in the kitchen, acting like it was the same as any other day.
   Samantha and  Gabby retreated to a bedroom, and spent the next few hours catching up. After a bit, Sami took a break from the chat and readied herself for her first real shower in as long as she could remember.  She lathered her whole body with soap twice, and spent over an hour washing and getting the knots out of her hair. She was impressed by how firm her body felt to touch. Flexing in the mirror, her nude form looked better than she could have hoped. Her legs giant, ripped calves and thick thighs where you could clearly see the separation between the  muscle on the front and back side equally hard. Touching them, it felt like she was squeezing one of the giant chains they used to hold up bridges. Her stomach felt impossibly hard, she could hardly even feel the thin layer of fat on the outside. Nothing she could do made the slightest impression. She slept in her own bed that night, her room not at all changed since she had left. She woke up early and started with an hour of calisthenics, and before long she was joined by her sister, who was talking on the phone.
   “Tell her already!” the voice on the phone said.
   “All right!” Gabby exclaimed, as she hung up the phone, cutting her friend off before she could say more.
   “Tell her what?” Sam replied calmly, curious where this might lead. She listened while Gabby blurted out the whole story. It happened about 3 months ago. Her friend Monica had signed up at a local yoga studio, paying for 6 months of training. However, for the first week the two instructors had abused her, and then embarrassed her. They had sad she was too fat for yoga,and they had even gotten rough with her. They stole all her money, and she was afraid to go back. Through social media, Monica had found a few other girls that had the same thing happened. The head instructor convinced them to purchase a long term membership, and then tortured the girls until they were afraid to return. And it wasn't just verbal abuse, she had had really hurt them. The request was simple,Sam could keep any of the money, as long as she taught the lady a lesson.
   Samantha got all the details, and she was truly excited the next evening when she made her way to the yoga studio, dressed in a skin tight t-shirt and a pair of yoga pants a few sizes too small. Her butt looked absurd, the cheeks stretching the material to the limits. The shirt was a bit too small, so it didn't cover all of her stomach. All in all, she looked like a chubby nerd girl that had never done a bit of yoga in her life. The yoga part was true, she thought, putting on a pair of hipster sunglasses to finish the disguise. She jumped in the car with Gabby, and 20 minutes later she was there early. She entered the studio, and saw her pray.
   Two woman, both tall and well built, stood at the far end of the padded room. It was 4:15 in the afternoon, and the next class started at 5:30. It was the last class of the day, on the night for beginners. They had three tiers of difficulty, Gabby explained it all to her. The first level was for beginners, the second was for people with 6 months experience, and finally the master level. Masters was the highest level of Yoga, and they required two years minimum. Both of these ladies practiced Yoga all day, everyday. They had better diets than many professional athletes, and Sami was pretty sure the weights and apparatus in the connected room saw constant use.
   'Hi, I'm Sophie. I would like to sign up for some lessons.” Samantha put out her hand, and shook the hand of the closer of the two Yogi.
   The woman returned the handshake, accompanied by a wolfish grin to her partner across the room.
   “Welcome, and so good to meet you. I am Zoe, and that's Ginger. We run the studio here, and we would love to have you! The taller of the two ladies said bubbly.
   “Let's go get the paperwork, and we will have you all set for our class tonight.” Zoe continued, as she led Sami over to the counter in the main room. Zoe went over the pricing, and memberships. Samantha filled out all the paperwork, paid for a year membership in cash. She made sure to flash the wad of money she had in her purse, and calmly went to warm up for the lesson as Zoe suggested. Sam made a show of struggling through her stretching, and then faked her way through some sit-ups. She gave the impression she was struggling, panting hard after only ten. She then sat down, feigning exhaustion. Sami could hear them snicker and giggle, the air of superiority hung thickly around both woman as they huddled in the far corner behind the counter.
   Samantha sized them up, she guessed they were both about 40 but had bodies that would put a 20 year old to shame. Zoe was tall, probably 5'10 and with thick legs underneath her yoga pants. She wore a warm-up coat presumably over her sport bra, and had long black hair that reached down to her ample butt. Sam estimated she was 150 pounds. Ginger looked about the same age, and she wore a small pair of shorts with a matching jacket covering her torso. She was a few inches shorter, her legs looked like steel cords. Her name was very fitting, as she had long red hair and freckles, yet she also had an abnormally large booty, that looked tight enough to stop a bullet; the definition of a yoga butt.
   As the class arrived, they all prepared with stretching. It was about a dozen girls total, none of them looked like they had much experience. She made a point of doing her best to seem inept and out of shape, playing the part of the out of shape chubby girl she appeared. She had to admit, Zoe and Ginger were not fake, they had exceptional muscle control, and she noticed they both had ripped six-packs displayed prominently after they stripped off the warm-up jackets. Zoe was tall, with a back like a superhero and 6 solid bricks of muscle that put to shame most athletes. She had wide shoulders, and she was just thick. Her arms and legs didn't even seem to slow down in the hour session. Ginger was not as thick, just built with a body an Olympic gymnast would envy. Her legs were nothing but muscle, her hips and butt looked like she could have been an NFL linebacker. At one point she flexed her arms in front of the class, full of energy and enthusiasm, and Sami swore Gingers biceps were the same size as her thighs. Her abs were straight from an action figure, muscle on top of muscle. It was hard to conceive how strong she might be, she looked like one big muscle. If Sami had read about her on the website, she would have also learned that Ginger was a championship kickboxer with an undefeated record.
   After the class, Samantha wobbled over to the counter. Feigning exhaustion, she told them how much she loved the lesson. She asked what she could do on her own between classes to get better, the two Yogis grinned at each other and offered to have her stay for a bit for some pointers. They told her to go into the back room and get comfortable.
   Samantha did as instructed, and made her way to the back room for the main event. This room also had padded walls and floors. She was uncomfortable in her wet clothes, but she didn't wanna show off her tree-trunk thighs. She sat there in her wet clothes patiently, and then about 20 minutes later the two woman appeared, locking the door behind them.


   The door opened slowly, as Mel, Nicole, Rose, Ayn, and Kara-friend of heather, all turned to greet the intruder.
   Ivy pointed at Mel. “You must be Sue.” she said matter-of-factually, and before Mel could even respond, Ivy rushed the group in a blur.
   Ivy led with a flying dragon kick at the closest girl, her heel hitting Ayn right in the gut, folding her in half. Ivy ducked a punch from Nicole, and dropped down to a squat, spinning on one leg, the other straight out in a classic sweep, tripping the tall lanky Rose. Kara was by far the weakest, just starting to train with the others, and the quick 1-2-1 flurry of punches from the now standing Ivy dropped her, grabbing her belly, and completely out of the fight.
    Nicole came forward, punching Ivy in the stomach with her beefy fist. Her arms were strong, and she had been boxing since before she could walk. She pulled her hand back, alarmed at the pain. She might have broken her hand.
   Ivy retaliated with a spinning heel kick, her bent leg hitting Nicole in her iron abs like a battering ram. Nicole flew back at least five feet, her stomach destroyed. She felt a trickle of blood on her lips, possibly from an internal injury.
   Mel stood back, confident that she was well above these other girls. She was over 300 pounds, and mostly solid muscle. She hoped that the other girls would soften up this little blonde terminator, but she wasn't worried. She knew she was stronger than the other four girls combined, and trained well. She had destroyed Cammy, and she could almost hold her own against Sue.
   She watched the blonde dynamo drop butt first onto Rose, pinning her down and wrapping her in a bodyscissor. The butt drop already had Rose trying to curl into a fetal position, as years of horse riding and farm work had turned Ivy's butt into solid muscle. She squeezed the scissor for a few seconds, and Rose began thrashing. After a loud crunch, Ivy hopped to her feet. Rose was crying, she couldn't breathe and it felt like she just had a few broken ribs.
   All this happened in about 60 seconds, the four girls totally destroyed. Mel stripped of her shirt, and flexed her body, arms turned towards each other, fists touching. The kind of flex Hulk Hogan or Arnold were famous for. Mel was simply massive, veins tracing her huge muscles. She had a ripped 8-pack, and her back and shoulders were immense. Her biceps were giant balls of marble, with thick forearms that were bulging. Her legs were enormous, to the point each leg was as big around as the waist of Ivy. She was built like Brock Lesnar, except she was far more massive and toned. A true amazon, 340 pounds of alpha bitch.
   Ivy yawned, insulting the monster standing across from her. Ivy struck a double bicep pose, and  even with the tank top on, her pecs and torso looked absurd. Her tits stood up like c cup bullets, tight enough to hold up a 45 lb plate. Her arms though, they were almost unreal. At 130 pounds, Ivy had almost comically amazing biceps. Much like her calves, she described them as, “beastly.” She just had two steel-hard peaks. Saying they were like baseballs wouldn't do her justice. They were just absurd, two perfect little rocks. It was like a giant rounded peak, 17 inches of muscle harder than diamond.
   “Let's do this, you scrawny bitch!” Mel rumbled as she started towards the tiny blonde Canuck, moving quickly, and swinging for the fences. Ivy leaned back, her head dodging the blow.
   “Ya, you better run, you little bitch. If I hit you once its over.” She growled as she set her feet, and put up her hands in a traditional southpaw boxing stance.
   Ivy responded by rolling up her shirt to right below her magnificent rack, and just smiled. Mel was infuriated by the arrogance of this little tart, and even more so by how ridiculously beautiful she was. She planned to beat Ivy to death, it was self defense after all. The 340 pound juggernaut unleashed with a flurry of punches, but  it was like Ivy was made from steel. Her hands were bouncing off, and each blow sent a shock wave down her arms.  It was like punching a mountain, Ivy didn't even flinch or move back an inch. After 30 punches, Mel stepped back to reevaluate her approach. Quick as a mongoose, Ivy jumped up and came down fist first, throwing a powerful punch to Mel.
   Mel was alarmed at how much it hurt, she couldn't take more of those. Who was this girl? Mel ran in, throwing another haymaker that bounced off Ivy's stomach, harmlessly. Her abs didn't even look defined, just flat and absurdly hard. It was like she just had a layer of muscle covering her stomach like armor. Ivy stepped back, and chuckled. Next, Ivy flashed in with a  stiff uppercut, literally knocking Mel up in the air.
   Mel was starting to lose some of that confidence. She knew a change of plan was needed, so she rushed at Ivy, faking a kick and instead trying to tackle her. The 340 pound monster wrapped herself around Ivy completely. Her arms wrapped under the armpits, her giant legs wrapped around the waist. Ivy hardly flinched at the weight. Mel took a second, got comfortable, and started to squeeze as hard as she could. Her massive jugs pressed against Ivy's perky little girls. The other 4 girls were just watching in awe, expecting Ivy to go down. Ivy wasn't just going to stand there and take it, she wrapped her arms tightly around Mel, and latched her hands. She began to squeeze, and immediately felt Mel loosen her grip, followed by a surge of Mel putting her full power into it.
   This went on for a few minutes, but it was clear Ivy was getting the better of the exchange.
   The squeeze hurt, and Mel felt like her pecs and breasts were being crushed. Ivy had tits that were like little wrecking balls, with infinitely strong pecs, and the pressure was really starting to hurt the bigger girl. Mel reluctantly dropped her legs, or tried to. Ivy arched her body back, holding the giant woman off the ground. The pressure on her chest was so bad, Mel had to fight the tears that were forming in her eyes. Ivy put on an even harder squeeze, and it wasn't long before Mel was letting her bearhug go completely. Ivy just rag-dolled her after that, throwing Mel to the ground. Mel was quick to her feet, and before she could react, Ivy grabbed her hands in a classic strength contest. Quickly, Ivy jump up with her legs spread, and got into position with her legs wrapped around Mel, hands still locked. Mel stood there, hands locked in a struggle with Ivy, and a pair of legs wrapped tightly around her stomach. She flexed as hard as she could, but the instant Ivy squeezed with her full power, Mel almost fell to her knees. Ivy released the grip on her hands, and Mel went to work trying to pry the legs off of her. She was being crushed, and Ivy just looked at her with arms crossed across her chest, holding herself upright with her abs, while her legs and butt finished the job. She wasn't even squeezing with anything near full power, yet Mel was beginning to panic and writhe. Mel started to fade, falling to her knees. Ivy let the bodyscissor go, and jumped back to her feet.
   Just as Mel stood up, she tightened her stomach and prepared for the next blow. In a flash, Ivy hit her with another uppercut right to the gut, folding her in half. She couldn't even try to breathe. As soon as she started to fade forward, Ivy grabbed her neck in a guillotine choke. Ten seconds later, and Mel was out cold.
   Ivy thought she had performed admirably, still not realizing that these girls weren't Sue. Ivy left the gym, and made her way back to the farm.
   When she spoke with Al the next morning, he wasn't angry. They had the most interesting of conversations. The night before, at the same time Ivy was at the gym, some fitting Samantha's description had went to his sporting good store and purchased several thousand dollars of gym equipment, paying for it all in cash. Ivy looked outside, and hung up the phone. There was Samantha walking up to the door.


Chapter 12 coming this week, and more after that.

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« Reply #23 on: October 06, 2018, 07:56:04 am »
Great to see you back, and wow, that was incredible to read, I have been a fan of Ivy for a while, I think you have done a great job building her up in the chapter where she was shoeing horses, really making her tough and strong, and of course, now we got to see the first parts of where this build up came to be, by having her beat the ever loving shit out of 4 of the strongest, toughest girls in the story's universe. The fight with Mel was especially intense, knowing how big and strong Mel was, for her punches not to have affected Ivy's abs at all was amazing, as were Ivy's feats of strength during the bout, even picking up her 340 pound body, despite the fact that she only weighed 130 herself, that was impressive! I also can't believe our luck, that we're going to get chapter 12 so soon! I look forward to it! k+!
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« Reply #24 on: October 28, 2018, 10:02:41 pm »
Chapter 12


   Zoe and Ginger had the look of predators, as they circled Samantha. They had done this before, many times. The two of them felt invincible, and they couldn't even imagine what was about to come.
   “So you think that fat body could ever handle our power yoga? A fat piggy like you should stick to eating, you could never be like us. You are fat and weak!” Zoe said, pointing to Sami sitting patiently on the floor.
   “We are strong, we are alphas.” Ginger finished, both of them flexing absurdly ripped biceps, pointing at themselves.
   “These are invincible!” Zoe taunted, slamming her fist hard onto her abs. They both started laughing, Ginger kicked Sami in her belly.
   “You are just a fat cow, now give us all your money...and we won't hurt you too bad. Otherwise, you leave her in a stretcher...and we still take your money.” Ginger threatened, staring Sami straight in the eyes.
   Samantha got to her feet, and smiled.    
   “I have an offer for you. Give me back all the stolen money, and you will walk out of here. I am still going to hurt you, but if you don't...you will be lucky not to leave in a coffin.” Samantha stated. She had hardly finished when they moved into action, Ginger grabbing her arm as Zoe came in with a huge roundhouse kick.
   Sami didn't even flex her abs, letting Zoe take her best shot. When Samantha didn't even flinch from the kick, Zoe was almost in shock. She had done this dozens of times, and no one was still standing after her kick.
   Ginger tried to pull on the arm, to throw Samantha to the ground, but it was like she was grappling with an oak. She quickly pulled away, and both the Yogi got on different sides of Samantha. Sam just stood there, and lifted her arms above her shoulders, touching her ears.
   “Hit my fat belly, give me your best shot.” Sami dared them, and both came in at the same time, snapping a hard kick to each side of her stomach, and leaping out. They looked almost choreographed. They tried a few more kicks, some punches, and then tried a different strategy.
   They locked arms halfway across the room, and then Zoe started spinning, lifting Ginger off the ground in a circle, then Ginger hit the ground and used the momentum to spin Zoe, and one more time Ginger was flying, her legs coming like a rocket straight into Sami's steel belly. The velocity was frightening, and it just hit with a dull thud. Sami didn't even feel it.
   Sami started to move toward the girls, as they backed up to reform. Then, Zoe backed up, took a running start, and went flying towards Samantha. Ginger gave her a boost with her outstretched hands, and Zoe flew up in a front flip, landing right on Sami's shoulders. Zoe's legs landed snug around Sami's neck, with Zoe facing the opposite direction, her butt snug against the back of Samantha's neck. Zoe grabbed Samantha's arms, and held them up to her sides. She clenched her thighs, and squeezed as hard as she could. Sami could feel the squeeze, flexing her shoulder and neck to fight the squeeze. Sami tried to pry the legs off, but to no avail. Zoe had legs of steel, and between the arms holding her wrist and the iron grip of the legs, Sami was helpless.    
   Ginger didn't waste any time to run in, and just start unloading on Sami like she was a heavy bag. With no danger of retaliation, Ginger had set her feet and was throwing huge punches, the force literally knocking Sami back. At the moment, she was more worried about the crushing legs that felt like they were going to snap her neck. She could feel the blood flow slowing, and her whole body was feeling weaker as her muscles were deprived of oxygen and blood. Ginger kept punching, and Sami was amazed at how hard the punches were coming.    
   Samantha tried to respond with a front kick, but Ginger was out of the way, and back punching in a split second. Zoe postured up a bit higher, and reset her legs to get even better leverage. Sami felt like her neck was breaking, especially where Zoe was clinching her butt on the back of Sam's neck. Before she knew what happened, Ginger vaulted up onto her front and wrapped her legs around Sam's belly. Zoe and Ginger were squeezing as hard as they could, and Sam was trying to maintain her balance and think of her best way out of the dual scissors. She rammed herself into the wall, crushing Ginger between the wall and her belly, but Ginger didn't seem to react. Samantha tried a few more times, and still no reaction from Ginger. So Samantha sat down and did her best to get her legs between Ginger. She didn't have a great angle, and her legs were short and massive, but she managed to get them around and in front of Ginger, prying her off. Ginger tried to get up, but Sam was quick enough to get her legs wrapped around the waist of the buff redhead. Zoe was squeezing hard enough to snap Sami's neck, and it didn't feel good, but Sam was focused on Ginger.
   “Get her off me!” Ginger screamed, as Sami applied just a little pressure. Sam gave one good squeeze, and Ginger screamed even louder. Before Ginger could even react, Sam let the scissor go and mounted the redhead, sitting on her stomach. Zoe was furious that her deathsqueeze wasn't slowing down the chubby little gladiator in the least. Zoe squeezed even harder, but it seemed to not make a difference. However, the extra weight on Sami's shoulders made her next attack even more brutal. Samantha started to buck her hips, thrusting her perfect bubble-butt down onto poor Ginger. Flexing her huge butt, it was literally like a battering ram, knocking the wind out of Ginger. After a few thrusts, Ginger's rock hard abs were totally overwhelmed. After a few more, a loud and brutal crunch could be heard, the abs unable to do anything against the butt drop onslaught. Ginger went from crying to unconscious...the broken ribs and crushing attack were more than she could handle.
   Zoe was enraged, and did a front hamstring to get off Sam's shoulders, turning around in a vicious kick using her whole body, just as Sam was standing up. The kick caught Sami right on the neck and side of her head, but she ate the punch and hopped to her feet in an instant. Sami raised her guard, and the next flurry of strikes hit her stomach, Zoe ending her combination with a viscous hook straight to the gut, but she pulled back her hand in pain. It felt like she had punched a cast-iron ball bearing. She was sure Sami had some type of armor underneath her shirt. Zoe followed it with a leg kick, and again she was amazed! It felt like she had kicked a tree trunk, was this fat little girl wearing a suit of armor? She feigned another combo, and instead grabbed Samanths's shirt, ripping it clean off.
   Zoe was amazed at how solid the girl was built, her massive boobs were literal perfection. Even the dancers, yoga girls, and Crossfit friends that Zoe knew didn't have such perfect, perky, magnificent breasts. And her belly was just a giant dome, Zoe was intimidated by how solid the perky little girl was built.
   Sami stood back, and waited for the next attack. Zoe came in with a huge flurry, aiming for the lower stomach. Her hope was that it was weaker, but punching the bottom of Sami's belly was just as hopeless, the whole stomach was made of the hardest muscle Zoe had ever seen. She braced herself for the counter, but she couldn't believe how hard the punch came. Samantha hit her with a right straight, and that one punch almost finished the fight. Zoe started to panic, Samantha grabbed Zoe behind the head, in a classic Muay Thai plum, and started driving knees into Zoe's gut. After three knees, the dark-haired Yogi collapsed onto the ground in tears, unable to draw breath.
   Sami punched her once hard in the belly, and then demanded all the money back. Zoe reluctantly crawled over to the small vault hidden in the corner of the room, and she opened it. Inside was a huge amount of cash, and Samantha squealed in delight. Zoe was starting to count out some money, and Sami brutally tossed her against the nearby wall. Sami followed with a flurry of punches, her fists like lightning. She threw nearly 30 punches in 5 seconds, and Zoe was completely obliterated. Zoe was out instantly, her stomach and ribs destroyed.
   Samantha filled a bag with all the money, and called a cab. She made her way home, then to Al's to purchase a huge amount of gym equipment, she had enough to pay of rent at a new place, with tons left over. Next she made her way to the farm where she met Lori a few years ago.
   Samantha was confronted at the door by Ivy, who had become even more beautiful over the past few years. Samantha was totally submissive, begging Ivy to not be angry with her, explaining what had happened all those years ago. As angry as Ivy was, it all faded away. Ivy was confident that Samantha was being honest, and she was a little taken back by how Sami was acting more like a little girl than the dangerous beast she was. Ivy explained how Al had hired her to take care of Sue, and they quickly came to an agreement. If Sami took care of Sue, all would be forgiven. Also, Sami made a request in a meek and shy tone—she asked for a boon. A kiss from Ivy.
   Ivy was enchanted by the idea, having trouble keeping her eyes off Samantha's assets. Before they could continue the conversation, a black car pulled up to the end of the driveway. Ivy and Samantha stood side by side, watching Sue exit the car. She had two giant woman with her that could only be described as goons. One was ebony, and other white. Both were well over 6 feet, and had the build of bodybuilders.
   “Sue is mine.” Sam whispered, her stare locked on the big brunette.
   “Ok. The two mongoloids are mine!” Ivy said happily, excited for some more action. She put a hand on each side of Sami's cheeks, and kissed her deeply on the lips. They both smiled, and went opposite ways to start the battle.
   Ivy made her way to the side of the yard, and the two giants were quick to follow her. They had one job—make sure that Sue wasn't bothered. Sue had instructed them to keep Ivy away from her until she finished with Sami, then she would take care of Ivy. Never did Sue expect that petite Ivy would take confront the two girls who's combined outweighed her almost five to one.
   Even Sue didn't know their real names, she just called them Ebony and Ivory. Ebony was massive, 6'4 and 270 pounds of amazon muscle. Ivory was not as massive, but at 5'11 and a ripped 220, she was the more athletic of the two. Ivy was around 130 if she was lucky, but she showed no fear.
   Ivy stood her ground as the two monsters surrounded her, and the punches started to fly. Ivy standing there, taking punches from both, throwing her own strikes.
   It went on for a few minutes, the two goliaths pounding away at Ivy's tight stomach, to no avail. Ivy was throwing punches with her tiny little fists, and gaining ground. Ebony started to falter, and Ivy set her back leg, and threw an uppercut with all her strength. The little fist collided with the absurd abs of Ebony, knocking her literally off the ground. Ebony dropped to the ground, arms around her belly. Ivory tried to grab Ivy in a bearhug, but Ivy broke the hold in a surge of power from her amazing torso.    Ivy grabbed the huge girls arms, and lashed out with her legs, wrapping them around Ivory in a blur, more like a serpent than a woman. Ivory knew she had no chance, as the skinny girl had leg strength that was unbelievable. Ivory tried to draw in a breath, but she was being crushed alive. In just 60 seconds, Ivory had collapsed to the ground and was quickly asleep. Ivy got to her feet, and threw a few hard punches to the stomach of the sleeping giant. Ivory convulsed, but was still out cold.
   Ivy turned to Ebony, still sitting on the ground, struggling. Ivy was behind her in a flash, arms wrapped around the giant. Ivy lifted her in a reverse rear bearhug. In other words, Ivy wrapped her arms around Ebony's waist, her back to Ivy's front, Ebony upside down. Ivy squeezed, and Ebony cried. Ivy didn't drop her, she squeezed even harder. She wanted to completely destroy these two, and teach them a lesson. Ivy squeezed even harder, the black amazon being broken in the tiny blondes squeeze. Ivy gave it all her strength, and heard a snap. She dropped Ebony, back broken, ribs shattered.
   Ivy turned, and left them on the ground, and made her way to the two gladiators on the far side of the fence.    
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« Reply #25 on: October 29, 2018, 04:18:43 am »
Wow another great chapter, a little later than promised, but it was well worth the wait! I loved that the showdown between Sami and Ivy was taken care of without any violence, as both girls were seen at least in my eyes as good girls, as heroines, it seems that Sue is the one pulling all the strings, I wonder how tough a fight her and Sami will have? Will Ivy have to help Sami? I look forward to more! k+!
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« Reply #26 on: January 04, 2019, 11:58:09 pm »
Chapter 13
   “Let's do this natural. Years ago, when the Amazon queen had a challenger, they would fight in the nude in ritual combat. I don't see how this is any different.” Sue said slowly, staring Sami in the eyes. Sami replied with a nod, and they both started to strip down.
   Sue was by far the bigger girl,standing at 5'6 and 260 pounds of solid muscle. She was thickly muscled, with a thick torso. She looked to be a bit chubby, but she was absurdly stacked. Muscle on top of muscle, her legs looked giant. Dwarfing Sami's thick thighs, Sue was just bigger everywhere. Bigger legs, which looked like pure muscle. Giant calves, and absurdly thick thighs with a giant butt that was pure muscle. Again, it was even more pronounced than Sami's. Her arms were not ripped or defined, just giant balls of muscle. Her rack was not as perky as Sami, but it was even bigger as well. She had been training for this fight for a long time, and her stomach was the focus of much of the training. It looked deceptively soft, but underneath was a thick layer of impervious muscle. She stood proudly, her brown eyes and black hair done up with make up like she was going out for a night on the town. She hadn't expected to fight her nemesis when she woke up just a day ago.
   Sami stripped down herself, impressed by the massive woman standing across from her. Sami was about 4'11, and just around 170 pounds. She quickly stripped down, showing off her powerhouse body. Her legs looked a touch smaller, but not by much. Her butt was not as huge, but looked a bit more round and toned. Her shoulders and back looked like steel, and she had a pair of perfect tits that were a size smaller but perfectly symmetrical and a good deal perkier. Most of that was probably gravity. Her stomach wasn't flat, it was round and shaped almost like a dome. It didn't move and inch as she slipped off the last of her clothes. It was rock hard, a solid wall of muscle harder and stronger than steel.
   “No punches to the face, and we go till the winner is satisfied. No submission, no quitting. Sound fair?” Sami asked bluntly, and Sue just replied with a nod.
   They wasted no time dancing around, as they charged at each other. They locked hands, and tested each others power in a test of strength.
   Sue was almost eight inches taller, and had a weight advantage of nearly 100 pounds. She tried to use her leverage on the smaller girl, but Samantha held her own. Bodies collided, as the two nude gladiators raised hands up above their shoulders. Sami wasn't budging, and on it went for several minutes. Sue was becoming frustrated that she couldn't overwhelm the smaller girl, and decided to change tactics.
   With a feral growl, Sue hopped off her feet. She wrapped her legs around Sami, locking them together behind the shorter girls back. Ivy watched in terror as Sue's giant thighs exploded. The size and definition were absurd, two massive tree trunks. Sue leaned back, trying to get maximum leverage.
   There stood the nude warriors, Sami standing there firm while Sue tried to crush her with her giant legs. Sami could feel sue starting to loosen her grip, and pulled her hands free. She reached for the crushing legs, trying to pull them apart. She laughed at the futility, Sue could probably squat an SUV. She wasn't about to let her legs apart.
   Sue moved her hands behind her head, her strong stomach holding her at a slight incline. Sue could crush a stone pillar with her thighs, and she wasn't even exerting full power.
   Sami tried punching the crushing legs, but it was like hitting marble. With a sadistic laugh, Sue mumbled something to herself and started squeezing even harder. Her giant legs pushing in just the slightest bit on Sami's magnificent core. Sue estimated she was just about half strength.
   Samantha kept her stomach flexed, steel abs against the relentless death scissor. She felt strong, not even noticing the 260 pounds she was carrying. Sam had absurd control of the muscles in her steel tummy, and felt reassured in the fact that she wasn't even really flexing.
   Sue began pulsing her scissor, squeezing as hard as she could for a second or two at a time. “I hope you don't mind if I keep myself busy while I crush you?” Sue taunted, and then she began to do sit ups, stopping at a slight incline. Each time she would wait a second or two, and then back up she went.
   After the first few, Sami began slugging the bigger girl in the stomach. It felt hopeless to hit the iron hard muscle belly. On the first hit, Sami even cringed a little. Considering she practiced punching giant trees, rocks and mountainsides—she was amazed at how hard the bigger girls thick stomach was. She thought of her fight with Cammy, and knew that Sue was a few classes above. Sami flexed harder, having no problem with the scissor. She checked her balance and started unloading on Sue.
   Sue just giggled. “You are going to have to hit a lot harder if you want me to feel something.” And she meant it. She could do this for hours, and Sami's powerful punches were just bouncing off her steel-plated six-pack. 
   Samantha unloaded a flurry of punches, each one harder than the last. Her crescendo of fists picked up speed and power. Sami could generate a lot of power from a short distance, but she still wasn't doing any damage with her savage flurry. After a few minutes of punches, Sami felt it was time for a new strategy.
   The next time Sue pulsed her scissor, Sami sucked in and let Sue crush into her sides. Each leg moved an inch or more. Sami feigned desperation, trying to look around nervously.
   Sue thought she could smell blood, and squeezed as hard as she could. The next time she sat up, she wrapped her hands around Sami's head, and locked her lips in a deep kiss.
   “Good night, darling. I will try to leave you a rib or three.” Sue said seductively, but then she knew something was wrong. Sami flexed her stomach, pushing out with all her might. Her stomach expanded back to all its glorious beauty, a dome of invincible muscle. Next, Sami wrapped her arms around Sue in a classic bearhug. Sue returned the favor, her scissors and crushing bearhug against Sami.    
   When torso and tit began to push together, Sue felt a little uneasy. Belly to belly, boob to boob, Sue knew that Sami had the advantage. Sue felt her boobs being overwhelmed by her smaller opponent, and she couldn't help but to be furious. Even worse was the crushing arm strength of this little powerhouse who was carrying her like a baby. Even with all her strength, both arms and legs squeezing, she knew it was for naught. Sue felt a bit hopeless, squeezing this indestructible little monster. She knew her combined squeeze was probably not equal to Sami's bearhug, how could it even be possible? Feeling her stomach and chest being compressed against the utter perfection that was Sami, she considered which strategy would give her a better chance.    
   Sue felt herself being crushed, she released her own bearhug and tried to pry the crushing arms apart. She pulled, but Sami had forearms that felt harder than concrete. She began to really panic, and decided she had a better chance if she could get some range and turn this into a brawl. Sue was a skilled boxer, and she was confident she could beat anyone with her punches and kicks.
   Sami squeezed even harder, and was relieved as the bigger girl released her scissor. Sam kept her stomach flexed, as Sue kneed her in the gut over and over. Sami knew she could have finished the fight with the bearhug, but she was having too much fun. She lifted Sue off the ground, and tossed her hard onto the ground.
   Sue got back to her feet, taking a boxing stance. Her hands were lower than usual, as she didn't have to worry about protecting her head. She let out a low growl, as the blonde girl across the field started cheering for Sami to finish it. Instead, Sami put her hands to her side and just stood there. Sue was about five paces away, sucking in a deep breathe. She charged, leading with a huge leaping haymaker right into Sami's tight gut. Sue felt a surge of pain up her arm as her hand bounced off.
   Sue spent hours a day on the heavy bags, speed bags, punching trees, punching hard objects to condition her first. She did kickboxing workouts with 50 pound barbells in her hand, and she was still lightning quick. She could curl over 100 pounds, and bench press a half ton. Her technique was perfect, using her whole body to generate power. She would routinely break cinder blocks over her stomach, and with her punches and kicks. She spent a few more hours each day working her abs. Just a few days past she did 5000 weighted sit ups, hours of leg lifts, planks, leg raises. Sue had absurd power and conditioning, and her adrenaline was really pumping. Sue was far superior to the Cammy that Sam had fought before. In fact, she would have had no problem beating a pair of Cammy's. Sue was far from done, and she continued her attack.
   Sami was ready, and the punches and kicks came in fast and furious. After a couple minutes, Sami couldn't help but to smile. Sue was throwing everything she had, and Sami didn't even feel a tickle. The big ball of muscle was indestructible, punches and kicks bouncing off the big round dome. Sami made her belly expand even more, her muscle control perfect. Her stomach was huge, and she flexed it even harder. The next few punches came slower, as Sue struggled to keep her eyes from watering. The punches were hurting Sue, and Sami could go on like this all night.
   Sue was bewildered by the insane creature standing in front of her. The giant stomach had expanded, and reminded her almost of a giant beach ball. Except the beach ball was more like a ball bearing. Sue knew her best punches didn't have a chance of breaking the invincible stomach, and she had to fight the urge to drop to her knees and kiss the far superior stomach. Sue knew Sami was superior in every way.    
   Sami could see that Sue was unsure how to proceed. “My turn.” She whispered to herself, and went in with a brutal uppercut. Sue didn't even flinch, and began to throw her strongest strikes. She mixed in some leg kicks, but she knew that they had no effect.
   Both girl exchanged strikes for nearly 15 minutes. Sue was slowing down, her stomach drawing in big deep breathes. Sami was hardly breathing, she knew it was time to finish this. Sami hopped back, dodging a huge body kick, and sprang back in, throwing a brutal hook. She could feel her punches starting to get through. Sami unloaded with another flurry of punches right to the middle of Sue's gut. This time, Sami had full use of her legs and hips to really throw with power. A blur of punches followed, and Sue started to become overwhelmed. Sue flexed as hard as she could, but her stomach was quickly overwhelmed. Down she went to her knees, gasping for air. Sami used her foot to kick Sue in behind the thigh, in effect sweeping her to her back. Before Sue could move, Sami hopped up and did a belly splash onto Sue, gut to gut. The little bit of air that Sue had sucked in came out in a gush.    
   Sami stood up and began to rain punches on Sue. In about 10 seconds, Sue was out cold. Her body not able to draw in any air. Next, Sami slapped her a few times hard. Sue was awake, and catching her breathe. Sami got onto her side, and wrapped her legs around the bigger girls stomach. As soon as she began to squeeze, Sue literally began screaming. Her stomach destroyed, Sue couldn't even try to fight the scissor. She knew that even had she been at one hundred percent, it wouldn't have made any difference. Sami was just too strong, and that was her last thought before she went out. Sami surged her legs a few more times, then got to her feet. Sami was still ready to fight, and she couldn't resist a few more brutal punches to the unconscious Sue. 
   Ivy was quick to approach, and reminded her about the other two girls who were slowly recovering on the other side of the field. Ivy dragged her two opponents back to their vehicle, and then made her way to Sue. After they were all loaded into the car, one of them managed to drive them away.
   “That was an amazing show, Sami. I wasn't sure what to expect. You are amazing, why don't you just come inside?” She beckoned, tugging on Sami's arm before the tiny gladiator could collect her clothes.
   “You don't need them where we are going!” Ivy said seductively, gently leading Sami back to one of the buildings. Samantha grabbed her hand, as they walked the short distance hand in hand. Inside they went, Ivy grabbing a few cold bottles of water for each of them.
   Both girls sat down on a sofa, and relaxed. Ivy nudged up close to Sami, half sitting on her lap, half cuddling up next to her.
   “You really were amazing, Sam. Will you show me how strong you are?” She whispered, kissing Sami on the neck.
   “Anything for you. What did you have in mind?” She replied gently, the kisses and nibbling giving her tingles. The idea of exploring this beautiful perfect goddess in her lap had her feeling butterflies in her stomach, and she could feel her loins on fire. She was almost instantly wet.
   Ivy stood up, and started peeling off her clothes. “I want to feel your strength, show me how strong you are.” She moaned softly, slowly stripping.
   Sami sat back and enjoyed the show. Ivy was a goddess, and she was a perfect physical specimen. Sami admired every inch. Starting at the bulging calves, her eyes moved up to the solid thighs. The quadriceps muscles bulging, she had insane legs for such a skinny frame. Up went her gaze, Ivy stripping off her thong, showing off her perfect butt and back. Her ass was just sublime perfection. Perfectly shaped, and hard as granite. Sami wanted to squeeze it. Last, Ivy pulled off her shirt, standing there fully nude. She didn't need a bra, her perfect b cups were the definition of perky. Her pecs and shoulders seemed to be carved from a statue, abnormally strong. Finally her gaze dropped to the stomach, a perfect 6-pack that looked like it should be on some superhero costume. Long blonde hair, and big blue eyes accented her nymph-like face. Ivy was by far the most beautiful girl Sami had ever met, pure desire. Ivy stood there, confident in her perfection and sexuality, like a succubi in human body. She had never been rejected, but for once it was her that was nearly swooning at how strong little Sami was.    
   Ivy reached out and grabbed Sami's hands, pulling her to her feet, then pulling her closely in a deep embrace. They locked lips, and tongues, and sat there kissing for a few minutes. Then Ivy gently grabbed Samantha's right hand, and brought it in gently punching the blonde goddess in the stomach.
   Sami punched again, playfully. She kissed Ivy again deeply, and punched her softly again, with barely any strength.
   Ivy bit her lip, and whispered, “Harder.” Ivy tensed her abs, and Samantha drew back her fist. The next punch was a solid uppercut to the blondes hard tummy. “Don't hold back, show me how strong you are. I won't break.” Ivy said slowly, laying back on the nearby sofa.
   Samantha took a few steps closer, and unloaded a giant haymaker. It hit with a loud thud, and Ivy whimpered just a little. She flexed harder, ready for the next punch. Ivy had never felt such power, starting to doubt if her amazing abs could handle the power of little Sami. She laid back, licking her lips, staring right at Sami. On came the punches, Samantha throwing a flurry like she had used to demolish Sue. It was obvious to Sam that Ivy was a lot stronger than Sue, which made her whole body ooze with passion, turned on beyond measure. Sami kept punching with one hand, and bent down to fondle one of Ivy's flawless little tits. She licked her erect nipple, softly nibbling and squeezing the perfect breast. She could feel the pecs, hard as concrete. She kept punching, Ivy arching her back in ecstasy. Sami really gave it her all, dropping solid punch after solid punch. She could feel her fists colliding with the 6 steel plates that made up Ivy's armor plated stomach. Ivy could take it, it went on for a good while. Ivy took more than twice the punishment Sue did, and she still held strong.
   Ivy knew that Sami could probably hurt her if she really tried, but she loved this display. Ivy had never been hit like that, and she loved how it felt. Her stomach turned a bright red, and she felt a bit sore from the onslaught of punches, but her core still remained strong.
   “Enough.” Ivy said, pulling Sami close for another deep kiss. “Squeeze me, try and hurt me. Squeeze me like you squeezed Sue. Crush me. Break me. Please?” She pleaded, her face submissive and strikingly beautiful.
   Sami crawled on top of her, face to face. She kissed the blonde angel up her neck, nuzzling her softly. At the same time, she wrapped her legs around Ivy, locking them. Ivy prepared herself, and then the squeeze began. Sami put everything she could into it. Ivy could hardly resist, putting every bit of strength she had into keeping her belly flexed against the iron squeeze. Ivy moaned softly, and returned the kiss. She brought her hands up, squeezing her own perky tits, the crushing squeeze making her kitty ooze. Ivy was challenging herself to hold on, her whole body shaking. Samantha pulsed her legs several times, and on the third hard squeeze Ivy cried out and she couldn't hold out. Samantha was quick to let her go, and she stood up.
   Ivy took a moment to catch her breathe, and got to her feet as well. Silently, she got down on her knees, kissing Samantha's toes, then feet. Then she worked her way up the legs, kissing, licking, and squeezing her way up. Sami stood there, purring.
   Ivy stood up, getting behind Sami. Kissing the nape of the back, she brought her hand back and down in a hard slap, spanking Samantha on her ample booty. Ivy felt another tingle in her belly when her hand bounced off the perfect muscle butt. Ivy was in lust, spending a few minutes spanking and squeezing, kissing and nibbling. When Sami flexed her butt, Ivy almost swooned, feeling dizzy and light on her feet. She had never been turned on like this, her hand squeezing the giant cheeks- she was in heaven.
   Samantha took that as a cue, and walked across the room to the nearby pool table. She took one of the balls, and squeezed with with both hands, and opened her hands. Down fell the ball, cracked into twenty pieces. Next, she took a ball in each hand, and started banging them against her stomach. After a few times, the balls exploded into dust and broken pieces. Finally,she took the 8 ball and turned around, sticking it between her ample butt. She squeezed, and a few seconds later the ball fell to the ground in a hundred pieces.
   Ivy watched, touching herself softly, her whole body on fire. Sami walked back over to her, and Ivy was on top of her almost immediately. Kissing her softly, this time she kissed her way down. From Sami's lips, to her neck, her chest, and she couldn't help but to appreciate the true perfection of Sami. Her tits were flawless, huge and perky, absolutely symmetrical. The nipples were perfect, and hard as rock after all the arousal. Ivy was almost reluctant to continue, preparing herself for the iron belly. Finally she made her way down, and it didn't let down.
   Ivy started with gentle kisses, and that quickly turned into punches. Samantha wanted to put on a show, and so she started with her unflexed abs. Ivy punched as hard as she could, and even unflexed she couldn't hurt Samantha. Ivy kept on punching, and Sami gradually flexed a bit harder. When Sami had reached her full potential, Ivy just kept on punching. Obsessed with the idea of how strong Sami was, she was dripping. Sami brought her arms up in a double bicep pose, and flexed her whole body. For a few minutes, Ivy just explored. Kissing, spanking, punching, and licking. Ivy squeezed, but Sam was absurdly solid, from head to toe. Her calves were huge, and felt like steel. The thighs were just insane, so huge and powerful. Ivy couldn't even get her hands around one of them. Ivy wrapped her face against the pelvis, freshly shaved bush, and tickled Sami a little with her tongue, but she was quick to move back around. For a moment she just stood there, staring at Samantha's epic butt. Full of admiration, she just kissed and spanked. The cheeks were solid muscle, just inch upon inch.
   She moved next to the biceps and forearm, amazed at how solid and giant her arms were. Finally she moved back to Sami's giant belly, worshiping every inch of it.  She kissed and explored, and Sami kept it rock hard and flexed. After almost an hour, Ivy was weak and wet, totally blown away by this whole experience. She whispered something softly, and Sami was quick to comply. Sami sat down on the sofa, her leg firmly planted off the edge. Up came Ivy, and she straddles Sami's tree trunk thigh. Again they locked lips, and Ivy went on to ride the leg till climax. Her tight clit rubbing itself against the iron thigh, she was moaning and then she couldn't take anymore, and exploded. She just laid there a few minutes, in Sami's lap, feeling as safe and perfect as she had ever felt.
   Virgin Sami couldn't believe how good this felt, and she wanted her turn. She grabbed Ivy by the stomach, and picked her up. There she stood, stocky little Samantha holding Ivy upside down, in a standing 69 position. They kissed and licked each other, and Ivy wrapped her legs tightly around Sami's neck, squeezing in reaction to the amazing job Sami was doing with her tongue. It was her first time, but Ivy had never felt anything so amazing. At the same time, she was using her tongue and finger on Sami, her kitty so tight barely a finger could fit in there. When she stuck the finger in, the muscles were like a clamp, crushing her finger like a vice. She kept licking, but Samantha was just too good. Sami had free hands to squeeze and fondle Ivy's tummy and boobs, and her tongue turned Ivy helpless. Again Ivy exploded, and she was totally worn out. Samantha laid her down, and gently kissed her. Sam then got on the couch, and locked her legs with Ivy, clit to clit, and she rubbed and scissored the gyrating Ivy unless she exploded for a third time. Ivy was drained, and both were covered in sweat and saliva, and a good amount of Ivy juice. Samantha was still strong, her stamina and sex drive were both indefatigable, but Ivy was spent.
   Sami scooped her up, and they went to the shower. Sami held her in her arms, as showered and they both got refreshed and prepared for bed. Sami never let her down, as they returned to the den. Sami got cozy on the sofa, Ivy snugly in her lap. Ivy cuddled up, wrapping herself around Sami, and kissed her goodnight. She couldn't help but to call Samantha her Mistress, and Sami thought she liked the sound of that. Ivy fell asleep thinking of how Samantha had dominated her sexually and physically, and she knew she could never be with anyone else.
   Samantha was in pure bliss, staring at the angel in her arms. Where would things go from here, she wondered.

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Re: Author: [Yag] Sami: Not Your Everyday Chubby Nerdy Girl
« Reply #27 on: January 05, 2019, 04:59:56 am »
That was a very nice, exciting chapter, I definitely loved seeing Sami take Sue out, Sue was tough for a while, but she couldn't stand up to Sami's toughness and strength, and then we got to the good stuff with Sami and Ivy making out and Sami proving herself to be Ivy's sexual superior, that was very hot indeed. I thought Ivy might have been Sami's superior, but I'm cool with it being the other way around, I hope to read more! k+!
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Re: Author: [Yag] Sami: Not Your Everyday Chubby Nerdy Girl
« Reply #28 on: January 05, 2019, 06:35:05 pm »
Just realized this series is very similar to Baki The Grappler, but with lesbians, and this is extremely funny to me. Also, very good.
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Re: Author: [Yag] Sami: Not Your Everyday Chubby Nerdy Girl
« Reply #29 on: April 01, 2019, 12:24:54 pm »
This extended story is well written and great fun to read. I also read all the comments. Some of them end with “k+.” What does that mean???
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