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Muscular Women Fiction / Re: Ultimaiden
« Last post by The First One on Today at 06:05:05 am »Apparently, Bethany now weighed just over five thousand pounds and stood 8’3. Determining her current strength level, however, was much harder, even despite the Spire’s weight room using gravity adjustment technology to make the weights there heavy enough to challenge the Guild’s super strong members. Curling her husband’s maximum squat weight was effortless. To actually give the musclebound superwoman so much as a pump, the weight had to be set at 270… truth be told Bethany had no idea what a number with that many zeros was even called, but that was apparently the number of tons she needed to get a pump. That still wasn’t enough to actually seriously challenge her, even using one hand, but Sentinel and Madam Majestic refused to set the room’s gravity any higher for fear of overtaxing the machinery. The gym’s sensory equipment, capable of measuring the core-of-the-sun level maximum heat of Ultiman’s heat vision and Lady Lightspeed’s top speed (which was actually much faster than light) was unable to gauge Bethany’s newfound speed or the power of her heat vision (once she figured out how to use it) when she was barely even trying. Bethany was easily the most powerful being on the planet, and quite a few others, by a substantial margin.
Bethany quickly offered to join the Guild. It was agreed that she could, but she would need a fair amount of training in the use of her newfound powers to minimize collateral damage. Although most of the others were against it, Bethany, wanting to show off her new musclebound physique, gave the clothing printer Madam Majestic showed her instructions for her costume. Out of the device came a bikini with the same yellow, white and blue color scheme as Ultiman’s costume. To the goddess-like woman’s delight when she first put it on, it just barely covered what was required by law, allowing onlookers to see practically all of her hulking body.
“Have you thought of a name?” Ultiman asked, clearly enjoying the sight of his wife in her new costume as they walked back out to the landing pad.
“Of course. Call me Ultimaiden.”
Unbeknownst to the mightiest man and woman on Earth, the entire time they had been at the Spire, they were being watched using a nearly microscopic drone technologically masked from even their super senses. Sitting in a small cabin with no official record of its existence, Julia Mason, better known as Doctor Domina, chuckled to herself. “An interesting development indeed,” she said to herself, “And one I look forward to taking advantage of.”
Bethany quickly offered to join the Guild. It was agreed that she could, but she would need a fair amount of training in the use of her newfound powers to minimize collateral damage. Although most of the others were against it, Bethany, wanting to show off her new musclebound physique, gave the clothing printer Madam Majestic showed her instructions for her costume. Out of the device came a bikini with the same yellow, white and blue color scheme as Ultiman’s costume. To the goddess-like woman’s delight when she first put it on, it just barely covered what was required by law, allowing onlookers to see practically all of her hulking body.
“Have you thought of a name?” Ultiman asked, clearly enjoying the sight of his wife in her new costume as they walked back out to the landing pad.
“Of course. Call me Ultimaiden.”
Unbeknownst to the mightiest man and woman on Earth, the entire time they had been at the Spire, they were being watched using a nearly microscopic drone technologically masked from even their super senses. Sitting in a small cabin with no official record of its existence, Julia Mason, better known as Doctor Domina, chuckled to herself. “An interesting development indeed,” she said to herself, “And one I look forward to taking advantage of.”
