Author: [James E_olas] Gym Conqueror

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Another of my favorite stories from Diana the Valkyrie's site.
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Gym Conqueror
by James E_olas
Jennie shows off her strength to Brian
Update: 20/10/1997 to misc3


Author's note: This is my second story. My first was Christina
McCallister. That is presumed to be a continued story. This is
not. But I find myself liking the character of Jennie so I might
use her again. I must warn that this story is far more erotic
than the other. FAR more erotic. If you have any comments about
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stories.

Part 1

Fire and sweat burnt the gym walls today.
   Men were pumping iron like there was no tomorrow. Weights
were rising and falling, lungs were burning, and muscles were
aching. Every man was determined to a point of destiny, like
lifting those weight laden bars was life giving, deeming the
strongest immortal.
   Joe Louis Smythe was rocking his muscles on the bench
press. Each press, harder then the first, pressed 345lbs above
his heaving chest. He breathed hard on every push, flexing his
pectorals the tightest he could. His arms were rock solid, his
biceps pumped to their 24 inch max. His skin was golden brown,
glistening with rivers of sweat forming pools in every crevice
and pit of his Herculean body.
   He wore tight work-out shorts and a small, loose fitting
tang top baring his six-pack, rippling abdomen. Every lift did
little to hide his trembling chest and arms and showed his
exhaustion more. On the ninth rep, slowly pushing the bar up with
a heart rending cry of anguish, his spotter, Brian Ceekler,
seized the bar and helped reset it on the racks above.
   Joe sat up slowly, breathing heavy, flexing and rubbing his
iron hard biceps. His chest was burning like liquid fire, smoking
with sweat and strength. He loosened his arms, shaking them out
beside him, and his mouth dropped agape while his eyes melted in
his cranium from what he saw.
   "Holy shit, Brian. Do you see that fucking shit coming this
way?" He motioned to his friend, telling his to glance ahead. As
it seemed, the heavens had opened up and spat out an angelic,
amazingly fit and sexy goddess for Joe to show off for.
   Brian practically fell back in shock. As she approached, 
Joe had little he could do to conceal his growing member. Blond,
arrow straight hair spilt down her back and over her face,
framing an absolute perfect complexion. Her eyes were like
diamonds in a green sea fire on a salty evening swim, terribly
sexy and emerald green. Her smile was full and inviting. It was
her heavenly and well exposed figure that drove and pushed Joe to
that point of inflamed desire.
   She wore denim shorts, torn and tattered at the hem, cut to
form a perfect V shape, rising up to bare her flawless thighs.
Her legs were golden brown and spectacularly developed, smooth
and sexy, yet well muscled. She wore no shoes, and even her feet
were faultless. She walked with an angelic grace towards Joe. She
wore a white, hand ripped tang top, hauntingly skimpy and cut
short just below her breasts to reveal a toned stomach. Her upper
body was strongly built, solid and sexy, with the small, feminine
muscles a fitness model would have. Every curve was deeply
pronounced with a definite power, but still an unbelievably sexy
appeal. Her breasts were ample and firm, pushing against the
shirt which read in blue letters across the front "power."
   As she paused before Joe who still sat baffled on the
bench, her abdomen in his face, she ran her fingers down his
shoulders and over his pumped biceps. She wore bright blue work
out gloves. Joe immediately felt his strength doubled with his
firm erection and infamous desire. A river cascaded through him,
and he deeply wanted to turn this woman on by showing off his
excellent strength.
   "Oooo I bet you're so strong." She snickered like a kitten,
a wide beautiful smile spreading across her lovely face. She
purred, "My name is Jennie. Work out with me, show me your
muscles..." Joe already felt her desire as she started breathing
heavy, anticipating his show of strength.
   "OK." he said. He motioned to Brian to increase the weight,
feeling refreshed with more strength then he ever felt before.
Brian finished quickly, the thick iron bar now weighing in excess
of 450 lbs. Joe took a deep breath, sat back, and braced his
fingers around the bar. The other men working out had grown
attentive to this heavenly goddess he was working out with.
   Brian spotted, let go, and Joe began the agonizingly slow
descent of the bar across his chest. He then maxed out his
muscles, pushing with disturbing force against the bar while his
erection pushed against his stretching shorts. The bar rose
slowly while he cried out, flexing his chest tightly. Every
muscle in his body rippled with strength and definition. Sweat
streamed off him like water down mountain sides. He pressed the
bar a second time, his muscles pumping even more.
   He didn't feel the bar rising a third time and was ready
for his spot. Jennie brushed her fingers over his shorts, feeling
the iron hard erection pushing against the fabric. She fondled
the bridge of his penis, purring and whispering. "Oooooo come on
big boy, use those muscles for me." She puckered up and made a
sweet kissing sound for him.
   Suddenly Joe felt the strength of Hercules frothing though
his veins. He easily pumped the bar a third time, dropped it to
his chest and pushed out a forth rep. After a fifth rep, his
muscles rippling with strength, Joe feared he was going to climax
in his shorts as she still fondled his excited member. He cried
out and pushed out another rep, and then another. Unbelievable
power was coursing through his muscles. At the ninth rep, he held
the bar high and slowly lowered it to his chest, heaving and
streaming with sweat running in crashing rivulets down his sides.
   "One more." She whispered coolly, reaching her fingers down
his shorts and claiming the member in her palm, slowly caressing
it. Joe could stand it no longer, screamed out in fury, and
pushed the bar up like it was nothing. He pushed out another
three reps like this, his penis throbbing before exploding in his
shorts. With the strength of his climax came the strength for
another four reps. Brian then seized the bar and rested it
quietly on the racks.
   Jennie pulled her hand free and licked the burning cum from
her fingers like it was vanilla pudding, slowly relishing in the
sensations between her own legs. "Mmmmmmmm that felt so goo. You
are so strong big boy.  You got me so turned on." As Joe sat up
painfully, she sat down beside him, her arms beside her, palms
resting on the bench, and pushed out her chest. Her body was
bronzed and damp from the sweat of her own arousal. His exertions
had inflamed her desire.
   Joe quickly rose, unable to continue sitting because of the
warmth in his shorts, the oozing semen that still soiled his
groin. He was entirely embarrassed and headed for the shelter of
the locker room amidst jealous gazes. "Wait big boy, it's my
turn." She licked her fingers dry like a feasting predator. Her
gaze fell on the incredibly aroused Brian as he backed away,
trembling with desire. "Do you want me?" she asked, stepping
towards him, chest proudly pushed out against her wet, skimpy
shirt. Her breasts were heaving and threatened to burst the thin
fabric.
   Arms at her side, fists clenched, Jennie stepped up behind
the bench, assuming the readied position of someone preparing to
spot a heavy lift. She stood in thick contrast against the 450
lbs bar. She glanced over to Brian, feasting on his bulging
shorts and thickly muscled chest. As he watched on, she wrapped
her fingers around the heavy, iron bar.
   "Oooooooooo this is heavy."  She purred. She took several
deep breaths, trembled as a wave of pure pleasure ripped through
her, and grunted a super sexy "umpfh..." as she curled the 450
lbs bar to her chest. She exhaled deeply through her mouth. Those
golden brown biceps, damp with sweat, bulged into impressive,
baseball size muscles. Her entire body tightened, every muscle
flexed from her shoulders to her legs, absorbing the incredible
weight. She looked over to Brian, a temptress  smile crossing her
face. Slowly she lowered the bar to her waist area, just above
her moist, burning center.
   Jennie looked down at her steaming biceps and inexorably
curled the bar a second time, watching her biceps pump into
steely mounds of muscle again. She continued pumping the weight
to her chest, breathing through her mouth, tensing incredibly
with every lift. Her blonde tresses fell in her face, wet with
the perspiration of her exertions. She started grunting softly
after the fifteenth rep, breathing heavy, her breasts pushing out
every time she lowered the bar and inhaled. "Ooooooooo." She
whispered with every lift, passion broiling through her. She
smiled, closed her eyes, and continuing pumping the weight to her
chest as if it weighed only 30 lbs. Brian was shaking madly, his
penis growing with an unstoppable erection, jerking in his pants,
ready to explode and spill. He never saw such a display of
strength.
   "Feel my muscle." She whispered as she pumped the bar.
Brian couldn't resist. He wrapped his fingers around her biceps
as she lowered the bar, his member trembling with arousal. He
could smell her beautiful perfume in her golden hair, could see
her bare shoulders under the spaghetti straps of her shirt damp
and tight. She curled the bar slowly, giving him the full effect.
Beneath his fingers, as he tried to squeeze with all his
strength, her biceps pumped and expanded, breaking his grip. They
were steel hard. He was unable even to dent the surface as he
squeezed. She lowered the bar and pumped it again.
   Again and again she pumped the weight, breathing through
her mouth, slowly lifting it every time like it was hardly an
effort. Her baseball sized biceps flexed, steel balls of
unstoppable strength, pumping and pumping explicitly with super
human power. Her entire body tensed, shoulders flexed and back
arched, as she curled the weight for the fiftieth rep. The men
surrounding her were feeling woozy, weakened by their awed state
of confusion and arousal. As slowly as the first, she pumped out
her last rep, holding it to her chest as her biceps threatened to
explode under Brian's fingers. She held it there and held it
there, tensing her entire body for the release. Every muscle in
her rippled with super strength as she climaxed, shuddering with
sheer passion and crying out in gasped whispers.
   She rested the bar back on its racks and stepped away.
Brian let her biceps go and stepped away, hardly able to contain
his jerking member as it threatened to spill like Joe's had
earlier. "Oh man, that was a decent stretch." She said softly,
caressing her super pumped arms. Her skin was wet, streaming with
sweat from the workout. The deep, pronounced cleavage she bared
was glistening beneath the crystal white lights above like wet,
golden brown melons. Her naked abdomen was tight and damp as
well, heaving with every breath she took.
   "Now for a workout." She smiled to Brian, motioning for him
to increase the weight. He could barely breathe, passion
overwhelming him, but managed to handle the weight easily. She
kept motioning for him to add more weight. The bench bar was
looking obscene. Huge weight disks burdened either side until it
seemed that no more could fit. When he was finished and the bar
was filled, he stepped back, his member steel hard with arousal.
Could she possibly lift that? He'd explode if she could.
   The bench bar weighed an excess of almost 1145 lbs.
   Jennie sat down on the bench and caressed her breasts
softly, feeling the strength that pulsed beneath them. "Ooooo my
babies, this should about do it. Hope you're feeling pumped
today." She whispered lightly, brushing her fingers over her
hardened nipples.  She laid back, taking several deep breaths to
prepare for the incredible strain on her muscles. "Baby," she
purred, looking to Brian, "I'll need your help with this one."
She caressed her hand down her naked, wet abdomen and inside her
denim shorts, brushing a finger over her pulsating vagina. "If
you know what I mean." She smiled.
   Hey! What the hell, Brian thought. He walked over and
straddled her, unsnapping her denim shorts and fondling her warm
maiden head with his trembling fingers. "Oooooooo yes, that's
it." she purred like a satisfied kitten. She pushed out her
chest, reached up with both arms, and slowly wrapped her fingers
around the thick bar. She took several deep breaths, absorbing
the fabulous sensations ripping through her abdomen right now.
     With a final deep breath she hoisted the bar slowly off the
racks, balancing it above her before lowering it with a snail's
pace to her chest. The cold iron bar rested on her hardened
nipples, adding to the orgasmic waves rushing through her. "Oooo
yes that feels so good." She whispered in a startled gasp.
   Slowly she pushed the weight up, closing her eyes and
arching her back, pressing the bar with super human strength. She
ground her teeth, crying out as rockets of pleasure ripped
through her stomach. It was so fucking heavy! But inexorably with
awesome power streaming through her biceps, Jennie pressed the
bar, exhaling quickly and strongly while she held it aloft above
her with trembling arms. "Oh baby, come on." She called to Brian
who was fondling her, fingering her with his burning hand as
quickly as his strength would allow. "I need more strength than
that. Give it to me baby." She made pouting faces with her lips,
tempting him, her gaze falling on his. Still the bar balanced
precariously above her.; all 1145 lbs supported by those pumped,
golden brown arms.
   "Ooooo that's it,"  she cried out, arching her back deeper
and closing her eyes, lowering the bar slowly across her heaving
breasts. She pumped her strength into the bar, the added strength
of her orgasm doubling the effort. She easily pressed the weight,
crying out in delight as she did so. "Oh yesssss! Yesssss!" She
huffed and puffed like the big bad wolf, breathing hard with
strain, feeling oceans of strength pumping through her every
muscle. She pressed the incredible weight again and again, slowly
and passionately, arching her back and pushing out those perfect
breasts with every lift. The word "power" across her shirt
stretched wider as her pumped breasts expanded against the
fabric, growing stronger and firmer as her pectoral muscles
strengthened below.
   As she pressed the weight, eyes closed, sweat spilling down
her chest and abdomen, the skimpy shirt stretched more, hardly
able to contain her tightening muscles. The fabric grew saturated
as sweat poured from her every pour, leaking down her bronze skin
like a spring shower. Her biceps flexed steel hard with exertion,
her abdomen tightened with every breath, and her breasts rose and
fall as she arched her back. Orgasm after orgasm rocked her body,
doubling her strength, and the weight grew lighter, easy to
press. "Yessss!! Oh God!! Yessssssss!!" she screamed.
   She arched back, grinding her teeth, and pressed out her
thirtieth rep. A sudden ripping sound filled the stifled gym
atmosphere. Brian, as he drove his fingers in and out, realized
her soaked top could no longer contain her pumped breasts. The
low neck line which already bared a great deal of sweat soaked
cleavage began ripping, spreading apart farther as her breasts
expanded. She continued pumping the weight, ignoring the tearing
shirt. Brian pleaded silently. "Oh please stop, please.." His
penis ached and burned with a nuclear passion, threatening to
explode. He shuffled on top of her, hardly able to contain
himself.
   "No stopping me now baby. Oooooooooooo yeah..." she gasped,
smiling beneath the strain, feeling the wet shirt succumb to her
unyielding chest. "I am so pumped." She gasped as she pressed the
bar. "So......" she slowly pressed again, crying out. "So
strong." She said slowly as she pressed the weight again,
exhaling powerfully. Her shirt could stretch no more. As she
lowered the bar to her chest, arching her back, the fabric split
entirely down the middle, baring her entire wet chest. The bar
touched her bare nipples, rubbing against them while rivulets of
passion rippled through her muscles increasing her strength.
   She cried out, pulling the bar against her naked breasts
with incredible force while pulling out against the bar at the
same time. They would not crush beneath the thick iron bar,
refusing to yield to the force pressing down upon them. She was
pumped beyond belief; every muscle steel hard. The iron bar
groaned, screaming in terror, as it bent easily against the
unyielding breasts. Her nipples pushed into the iron, leaving
imprints in the bending bar. She cried out orgasmic screams of
intensity as she felt the incredibly hard iron bar bending and
breaking across her super breasts.   She arched her back farther,
pushing out with her breasts and pulling with her super strong
biceps.
   Brian whispered cries of terror. "Please, oh please stop.
No. Don't....." Too late. As she ground her teeth, smiled liked a
ravished demon, and purred seductively looking into his eyes, the
iron bar could bend no more against her rising chest and broke,
pulled apart like melted mozzarella cheese. She grunted with
satisfaction as it snapped, dropping the shattered bar to the gym
floor. The weights crashed uselessly on the matted floor,
defeated by her super muscles. Brian climaxed, his penis jerking
quickly and erupting pools of semen into his shorts. He cried
out, unable to contain himself, his body shuddering with inhuman
ecstasy.    
   Jennie still lay on the bench, her arms out at her sides,
her fists clenched, her breasts pushed outward as she breathed
deeply through her mouth. She felt so pumped. Her muscles had
never felt so pumped and strong in her life. Ripples of ecstasy
shot through her. She felt unstoppable, every muscle as hard as
steel and fueled with super strength. She wasn't built like a
body builder. But her muscles were super strong and tight and
steel hard. And nothing could stop her right now. Unlike most
body builders, the more pumped she was the stronger she was. And
she was pumped hard now.
      

End of part 1, more to come!

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   Brian leapt from the bench, his face a million shades of
crimson, and cruised for the locker room to join his conquered
friend Joey. Jennie rose slowly, pasting her gaze on the ten or
more bodybuilders who circled around her. Her tattered top fell
to the floor in pieces, torn apart by her super breasts. Her
perfect, solid body glistened with sweat. Her breasts, ample and
firm, stood proud and strong and straight out, devoid of the
slightest sag. Her inviting nipples were hard, rigid and aroused
from the cold iron bar which had pressed against them.
   She stepped toward the circle of solid muscle, every man
taking a step back in awe of her strength. She flexed a double
biceps pose, her baseball sized muscles pumping hard and strong.
Her breathing eased down, but her breasts still pushed out
firmly, inviting any man to test his strength against them. "Do
you boys want to see what real muscle can do?" She blew kisses to
them, flexing her biceps tightly, tempting every man to challenge
her at once.
   She almost wished they would all attack at once. She thrust
out her chest, clenched her fists at her sides, and started
walking towards the splitting circle of bodybuilders. "Come on."
She motioned them forward with her hands. "Try and test my
strength." She ground her teeth and growled like a hungry
monster, her every muscle taunt and ready.
   They glanced at one another, their own muscles hard as
granite, glistening with sweat. They were ten in number, all
incredibly aroused, and solid from their workouts. "Oooooo baby
give it a go. Come on."  She whispered seductively, her eyes
tempting them with passionate glances. She ran her fingers down
her steel hard biceps, the skin smooth and wet, pulsating with
unstoppable power like the word etched across her torn shirt. She
caressed her breasts, kneading them with her own strong fingers,
brushing the nipples and gasping lightly. They were so firm. "Do
you want to feel my strength?" She flexed again, her biceps
fueled to the max with young might.
   Someone grabbed a thick bench bar from the nearest racks
and charged her, screaming a wild battle cry, his member hard and
his spirits already beaten. "Get out of here you alien bitch!"
Jennie's arms shot out and seized the thick iron bar as he
charged, stopping him dead in his tracks.  Her arms tensed,
pushing against the bodybuilder. He pushed with disturbing
strength against the bar, hoping to crush her against the wall
behind her. Jennie eased up, letting the bully push her up
against the brick wall. She surrendered to his awesome power, 
her arms collapsing and the bar pressing against her naked
breasts.
   "Ooooooo, it looks like you win." She smiled a devil's
smile, bent forward and kissed him lightly on the lips. His penis
trembled in his shorts, an iron hard shaft. She flicked back her
damp blonde tresses and looked directly into his eyes, smiling
her evil smile, knowing something he didn't. "Anyone else want to
join in and crush these strong breasts?" she laughed softly. Four
other men rushed in, grasped the bar, and pressed against her
with all their strength.
   It was useless. They would never give. Her breasts were
pumped solid beyond belief like two rock hard melons. "My turn."
She whispered. Slowly, the five bodybuilders felt their arms
weaken and tremble. She was pushing back. Her biceps tightened,
her skin glistened as it stretched over her muscles, and she
smiled again, fluttering her eyes at the shocked men. She cried
out a guttural growl like a beast, satisfied with her abilities,
and pushed against the bar, easily pressing the five heavily
muscled men back. "You boys are so weak." She gasped through her
quick breaths. "Ooooooooooooo......" she whispered climatically,
pleasure racing through her as she stepped into their force,
pushing them back with little effort.  With a grunt she knelt
down slightly, increased her grip, and pressed the bar into the
air, lifting the five terrified bodybuilders with it. Holding the
bar at chest level, she hoisted it over her head, balancing the
five men dangling helplessly in the air.
   She had pushed the men back against the other brick wall,
carrying them through the thick, hot air. Now she pressed them
all against the wall, elevated high above the floor below them.
All were terrified of her incredible strength. Her biceps flexed,
rising into steely mounds of strength she used to crush the five
men against the wall. She breathed hard, smiling, looking up at
the beaten men through sun blonde tresses that hung damp in her
face. The men wrestled their arms free from the iron bar,
tightening their chest muscles to resist the crushing force of
the bar. With their heavily muscled arms they pawed and tore
ineffectively at her biceps and fingers, trying to relinquish the
grip she held on the iron bar.
   She was firm, rigid like a steel statue, incapable of being
resisted. Her naked, wet breasts heaved with her heavy breathing.
She closed her eyes and pushed with all her strength, a force
capable of tearing steel beams and shattering iron walls. The men
watched in stupefied horror as their rock solid pectoral muscles
were no match to resist her fabulous biceps. They lost all
oxygen, ripped from their lungs like busted balloons.
   They cried out in terror for her to stop as they heard the
brick wall behind them crumbling and cracking, unable to stop her
unstoppable might. She grunted as she felt the wall collapse, an
easily conquered victim to her super strength, and gasped in
orgasmic relish as pleasure tore through her in rippling tidal
waves. The men and the brick wall combined had been no match for
her. She relished in the climax roaring through her as the men,
unconscious and beaten, fell uselessly in a battered heap of
broken bones and crushed concrete. Suddenly she felt two pairs of
large, muscled arms wrap around her from behind in a savage bear
hug.  Her arms were free, still holding the thick, iron bar
before her, and the two men collapsed all their strength on her
naked breasts in an effort to crush her lungs.
   "Is this all you men have got?" she whispered, chuckling to
herself demonically. "Come on, squeeze." She roared in passion,
feeling her throbbing breasts resisting their combined strength.
Those steely melons were pumped solid and would not be contained.
Holding the thick iron bar in front of her, Jennie pulled down
with her elbows, flexing her glistening wet biceps with super
power. The bar groaned, squealing in inhuman pain as it bent,
unable to withstand her strength. It bent slowly like a stick of
cheese, melting in her hands like molten steel. "Oooooooo, now
that's strength." She purred in ecstasy, twisting and molding the
thick bar to her every whim. 
   As her bending arms continued ripping and twisting the iron
bar, her triceps began pushing against the four heavily muscled
arms that squeezed her breasts. Pain shot through the men's arms
as she crushed them between her triceps and sides. They screamed
as they felt the pressure of a grinding compactor compressing and
relentlessly crushing their huge arms. She pushed out her chest,
moaning as they brushed over her nipples, slowly breaking apart
their interlaced fingers with ease. They felt her breasts pushing
out, expanding slowly with menacing strength, and their double
bear hug inexorably split apart as she broke free.
   With a seductive growl like a satiated huntress Jennie
finished the bar, bending it completely, her fists grasping
either end meeting in front of her abdomen.  She turned on the
two men, still holding the mutilated iron bar, her chest still
pushed out, and her penetrating gaze fell on them. "What a bunch
of wimps. Can't even overpower a little girl." The other three
men stepped forward, aroused and eager to confront the super
powered muscle girl, her golden brown skin wet and hard, every
muscle solid and pumped.
   "Not so fast." She purred, puckering her lips and blowing
kisses to the combatants. Her biceps, shoulders, and forearms
grew taunt, tightening with strain, as she closed her eyes and
placed both hands beside each other at the junction on the iron
bar where it had started bending. With a slow, deliberate action
Jennie pulled in either direction, a smile spreading over her
beautiful face as she felt the bar resist her. "Oh baby, watch
this." She said to the men, tempting them. "Here's what a real
woman can do." The iron bar stretched in her fingers slowly,
melting and tearing like soft clay. It was over two inches of
solid iron, and she was pulling it apart like a weak piece of
scotch tape.  The men trembled with arousal, fascinated as this
woman exerted her erotic super strength. The iron bar split in
two pieces, torn and broken at the ends like shattered coils of
rope.
   Breathing hard Jennie threw away the conquered strips of
iron, her gaze burning the men to the pits of their souls. She
then tightened every muscle, an aura of strength and power
emanating from her sweat soaked skin. "Are you ready?" she
smiled.
   The five bodybuilders hesitated, waited, and stepped
forward.
   The first charged her quickly, ducked low with his head
down, and buried his thick right shoulder into her abdomen. He
felt as though he'd crashed into a brick wall. Pain shot through
his muscles and down his spine. He wrapped his powerful arms
around her, locking her in a fierce bear hug, and tried wrestling
her to the ground. She stood her ground firm, locking her leg
muscles in place, and wrapped his head in a front face lock. She
wrestled him back while crushing his cranium against her side
with the menacing strength of one arm.
   His every breath was taken from him as the world spun
around him, the ferocity of her grip on his head stifling him to
the point of total oblivion. He dropped the bear hug and began
pounding her stomach and sides with every ounce of strength he
still had. His fists beat uselessly against her solid body as he
fell to one knee. He grappled with her arms, trying to loosen the
hold, but her biceps were steel hard and her grip was firm,
unmoving and unbreakable.
   A second man lunged forward, his right fist aimed high for
her face. While she still held the dying man with her right arm
she seized the swooping fist of her second assailant with her
left within inches of her face. The momentum his weight threw
behind the punch was ineffective, and he stopped dead, frozen in
his tracks while she squeezed his fist in her iron grasp. His
finger bones shattered, broken and beaten in her closing grasp.
He screamed, seized her forearm with his free hand, and dug his
grip into the steely muscle. He couldn't break her hold.
   She smiled, her face shrouded behind wet golden tresses of
hair as he cried out in protest, unable to free himself from her.
Her biceps bulged as she poured her super strength into the
attack, easily beating the two assailants. A third man ripped a
free bench bar from the racks behind, stepped up behind Jennie,
and swung the bar like a whistling sword cutting down its foe. It
crashed into her naked back ineffectively, bending uselessly as
it struck. He gaped in awe at the twisted bar, terrified by her
unstoppable power. She dropped the man she held in a face lock
and let the broken fist she held loose as well. The first
attacker crumpled into a beaten heap while the second backed off,
holding his shattered hand in horror.
   "Is that all you've got?" Jennie asked, breathing hard, her
breasts, naked and wet, heaving with every breath. She clenched
her fists and flexed her biceps for the man who backed away,
dropping the useless bar and falling over the bench. Her body was
golden brown, glistening beneath the neon light, and looked as
solid as a steel mannequin. "Is this too much for you?" she
smiled, taunting the man to try and wrestle her down. "Come one,
give me all the strength you've got." She laughed coldly, knowing
his greatest effort would be nothing against her strength.
   He leapt up and jumped for her, seizing her throat with
both hands as he tried to squeeze the life from her lungs. Her
eyes burnt through him as she slowly wrapped her fingers around
his tight wrists. Her breasts pushed out against his thick
pectoral muscles, he felt the hard nipples brushing against his
naked chest, and he felt his own penis start pumping with
arousal. A steel shaft started pushing out against his sweat
soaked shorts.  His grip loosened, even though her squeezed with
every ounce of strength he had. "Shit. No." He whispered,
terrified as he saw her biceps flex with threatening strength,
knowing she was breaking his hold. With little effort and
deliberate slowness, she pried his hands free from her throat,
his arms trembling with resistance against her power.
   "Oooooo baby, you're giving me a workout." She smiled and
kissed him lightly on the lips. His member immediately stiffened,
shuddering with excitement. His three comrades looked on in
baffled awe. His arms still trembling, sweat soaked, and helpless
to resist her incredible biceps Jennie took his hands and pressed
them against her firm breasts. She pursed her lips and kissed him
lightly again, moaning softly with passionate arousal burning
inside her. "Oh baby, use that strength." She purred. She forced
his hands down to her sides and told him to keep them there, He
was helpless to obey.
   She caressed his hard shoulders, brushed her fingers over
his rock solid chest and down his pumped biceps, pushing her
abdomen against his. She pressed her crotch against his throbbing
penis feeling him tremble with arousal, sensing his climax
shortly. He could only stand so much. She brought her naked leg
up his side, brushing it against his thigh, and then inward,
teasing his member. She brought her leg in slowly between his
thighs, pressing ever so lightly against his erection. She kissed
him again, parting his lips with her tongue, her ravishing
sexiness seizing complete control of his every thought. He could
not resist her and stood helpless, a victim to her every touch
and tease.          
   As she ran her fingers down his spine, pressing her body
painfully close to his quaking erection, he found himself
incapable of further sensations and exploded where he stood. His
every muscle flexed tight and his crotch instinctively pushed
forward against her, his penis jetting white semen into his
stretched shorts. She pulled away from the final kiss, gently
licking his lips with her tongue and smiling, knowing he had been
beaten and humiliated. Her irresistible sexiness and super
strength had laid waste to his intended attack.
   Like the others before him he sought the shelter of the
locker room.
   Jennie stepped toward her two remaining opponents. They
backed away slowly, impressed and terrified by her fierce
strength and irresistible charms. What the hell could they do
against something like her? They glanced sideways at one another,
contemplating the imminent defeat standing before them. The gym
lay in battered ruin, bodies sprawled across the floor, broken
and beaten.
   "Come on boys, don't you want a shot?" she cooed, purring
with ecstasy. "I can take you places you've never been before."
She smiled a smile of the devil, a seductress beckoning them into
bed. She approached the two heavily muscled body builders, her
biceps tense and prepared to rend them apart if they attacked.
Her naked breasts heaved with every breath she took. Her entire
body, solid and wet, bronze and beautiful, gleamed in the snow
white lights above, permeating the gym with a presence of
unstoppable power. She stopped within inches of them.
   Seconds which seemed like eternity passed where the only
sound was Jennie's heavy breathing from her incredible exertions.
Her eyes poisoned the men with doubt, golden tresses spilling
over her gorgeous face, dripping with perspiration from the
immense heat of the gym. Every driblet swept down her steel hard
body slowly, coursing through every canyon of muscle and over
every perfect feminine curve.
Suddenly with the snake lightning speed both men lunged forward
like serpents seizing her arms by the wrists. Using karate like
skills they twisted the joints of her elbows, one man bending
either arm, turning her arms at uncomfortable angles, forcing her
into a position of submission. She fell to her knees, the shock
of the attack taking her my surprise, how easily they had forced
her down. They held her with all their strength using both arms
to grapple with her one each, threatening to break her arms
behind her back if she did not surrender. On her knees it would
seem she were helpless.
"It looks like you've got me." she whispered, her voice soft like
a temptress. She closed her eyes as pain shattered her
concentration. The men twisted her joints further, locking her
wrists back in an agonizing wrist lock / arm bar combination of
wrestling holds. "Jesus, take it easy." she managed through
closed eyes and grinding teeth, a look of baffled pain painting
her expression. Yet below that struggling, pain filled whisper
was a temptress' voice of knowing she still had her men beaten.
She smiled softly, her eyes gazing up at the men with dark,
lustful power. She looked as though she knew something they
didn't. Suddenly she started breathing very heavy through her
mouth, closing her eyes, taking short deep breaths. Her body
quivered with delicious delirium, exciting passion racing through
her every nerve.  "Now it's my turn again." She purred through
breaths, tightening her shoulders, throwing back her golden hair,
her wet body trembling with orgasmic delight from knowing what
she was about to do.
The men grew terrified. Suddenly she stopped breathing hard,
still wrestled to her knees by the two powerful men grasping her
wrists, resumed a controlled deep rhythm of breathing, her
shoulders rising and falling with every breath. The men saw her
shoulder blades tighten and her biceps flex again, a small canyon
of muscle spilling down her spine as she used her back to exert a
menacing strength against their hold. The men's arms started
trembling as they felt themselves weaken, realizing she was
slowly twisting her wrists back to normal. They pulled with every
ounce of strength in opposite directions, but she was easily
resisting their force, slowly pulling her arms up as she pushed
out her fabulous chest. She slowly pulled up into a double biceps
pose, her biceps exploding into super strong balls of unstoppable
power. The men could not hold her back. "See how greater the
strength of a woman is?" she purred, watching her biceps rise
into baseball sized mountains of might.
   "Wait." Cried the sweat soaked body builder on her right.
He realized they could in no way challenge this woman. "We don't
want to test your strength. We want to feel it." he smiled,
forcing back his terror and focusing on the steamy arousal
ripping through him right now. His friend was equally turned on
by this woman's awesome strength. Their members were stiff, iron
shafts longing to explode in ecstasy from her incredible displays
of strength.

End of part 2, rest to cum!!

[rodman]

Hopefully the last par and climax below!
"Yes." Said the other. "We don't want to fight what we
want. We want your body and you strength to bring us to another
dimension. Make love to us both now and use your muscles to turn
us on, please." he begged, tremors of passion taking hold of him.
   They released her arms, and slowly they undressed before
her, revealing their pumped shafts in explicit glory. They stood
nude before her, opening themselves to passions' gate. She ran
her fingers down their thick pectorals and over their abdomens,
relishing in their granite muscles. "OK." she whispered, a smile
painted on her beautiful face. She purred like a kitten as she
fondled their shafts, making the men tremble in her grasp. "My
way..." she said.
   The men just nodded, willing to explore all lengths of
desire to satisfy their uncontrollable passions. "You will stand
and watch, and imagine yourselves masturbating while watching. I
will make you cum." She cooed, whispering like a temptress,
calling her every power to arouse these men without even touching
them. "With this pumped, super sexy body," she said, flexing her
biceps and pushing out her steel hard breasts "I will conquer
this gym. I will crush it... using my strength to break and tear
and pummel its every nook and cranny. Ooooooooo baby, these
muscles will be unstoppable." She cooed, gazing down her own wet
figure. "You will cum when I tell you." With one last inhale,
pushing out her breasts and pumping her baseball biceps, Jennie
walked powerfully over to the nearest military bench press rack.
It was loaded with 200 lbs from the latest lifter, one now
unconscious amongst the broken rubble of the brick wall. She
seized the rack and glanced over her shoulders at the two men she
was showing off for. "Watch this." She purred, blowing the men
kisses.
   Her biceps ballooned impressively as she exerted herself
against the rack. She threw back her head, blonde tresses
flipping sweat soaked down her back, took several deep breaths,
and lifted the entire rack while pushing at the same time. She
slowly lifted the iron rack, ripping it loose from the steel
bolts which bolted it to the brick wall behind. The brick wall
shuddered and cracked, splitting apart, and with a deep popping
sound the bolts snapped free with the sound of crumbling concrete
beneath. She grunted softly. The iron poles of the rack began
bending, groaning in pain as they were pushed against the wall
behind, The loaded bar fell across her chest, but Jennie kept
pushing the lifted rack, ripping it with her super strong arms
against the wall. Her pumped breasts caught the bar, balancing it
across her chest. It melted against her like a bending toothpick,
breaking against her pushing chest and the twisting iron rack.
She ignored the iron bar as it bent uselessly against her chest.
   The wall began to crumble and bricks smashed to dust
beneath her incredible strength. The broken, battered rack
crumbled into the ruin of the shattered wall, crumpled like old
coat hangers twisted and tied into obscene knots. The loaded iron
bar fell bent as well, crashing into the floor at her feet as she
backed away from the destruction she rent upon the rack. She
breathed hard, glancing towards the men who were light headed and
woozy, their cocks throbbing like jolted sticks. She pumped her
biceps, winking at the men softly while purring with arousal.
"Are you babies hot yet? Are my muscles turning you on?" she
cooed, enjoying the state of oblivion she was throwing them into.
   "Oh Jennie." They cried in stifled gasps. "You are
incredible."
   She blew them kisses, took a few deep breaths to pump
herself for her next test, and walked over to the dumb bell
shelf, loaded entirely with dumb bells weighing from 10 lbs to
125 lbs. The shelf spanned the length of the far wall, and was
built against a mirror where the lifter could watch them self
pump up. Two tiers shelved at least five dumb bells for each
weight. It had to weigh nearly ten thousand pounds. Jennie walked
up and stood at the center of the shelf, gazing at herself in the
mirror. She breathed hard, pushing out her perfect breasts and
sucking  in her smooth abdomen, caressing her soft skin and her
steel hard muscles.
   Rivers of ecstasy ripped through her, pumping her up
further and doubling her strength, practically tripling it. She
seized the shelf beneath the first rung, clamped her fingers
tightly against the hard iron, and took several deep breaths.
Slowly she pulled up against the shelf, her every muscle
straining with terrifying strength. Her arms trembled as the
steel bolts bracing the shelf to the floor resisted her effort.
She cried out softly, an orgasmic gasp of arousal and exertion
mixed.
   A soft grinding sound, like a muffled moan of creaking
metal, filled the silent air. It sounded as though something
strong were being strained to its limits. The two men realized,
shudders of arousal coursing through them, the sound was that of
the steel bolts bracing the dumb bell shelf. She was over
powering their grip. Her biceps pumped and streamed with sweat
from her exertions, her naked breasts heaved with every breath
she took, and her denim shorts stretched to bursting point as her
buttocks and thighs absorbed deluges of strain against her whole
body. Her blonde hair draped across her face, soft as silk and
wet like a rain storm. She closed her eyes and cried out with
strain, her every muscle pumped and burning with super human
intensity.
   A loud growl erupted from the shelf. Slowly the steel bolts
snapped, unable to withstand her strength. Each broken bolt fell
beaten and bent to the cold floor with a clang. She very slowly
curled the entire shelf, fully loaded, to her chest, gazing
intently on her own biceps as they flexed. She gasped, orgasmic
relief touching her to the very core, astounded by her own
strength.
   "Oooooooo baby," she cooed softly, "How do these...." She
grunted lightly, curling the shelf a second  time. "Umpfh,
..these muscles make you feel?" She smiled, gazing in the mirror
at the two men behind her. She curled the shelf again as though
it weighed only 60 lbs or more, holding it to her naked chest
against her wet breasts. She breathed out her mouth pouting with
her lips and blowing them kisses as she continued pumping the
immense weight. She could see their bodies trembling, their
members rock solid and ready to burst beneath their shorts. "Are
you ready?" she whispered.
   The two men slightly bent over, hardly able to resist
spilling cum in climax. They could take very little more. They
were breathing heavy, aroused to an orgasmic point without being
touched. "Watch this.." she cooed, smiling softly. By this point
she was so pumped up from using her strength she knew its
capacity and limits. She felt mountains of strength erupt through
her biceps alone with the stream of orgasms that rocked her solid
body and with a soft and sexy "Umpfh" she pulled apart with both
hands.
"I want your cum now." She cried out in stifled gasps, feeling
the hard steel tear and melt in her grasp. "Ooooooooooooo" she
whispered, tearing the steel in her hands more, smiling and
pouting to the men behind her. "I want it now!!" she cried out.
With one final gasp and exhale, pushing her naked breasts out
before her, Jennie ripped the entire shelf in half like it were a
small phone book. Dumb bells of all sizes fell with loud clatter
to the floor, crashing here and there. She threw both broken,
torn, and twisted pieces away to her sides, clenched her fists,
and turned on the two men as though she were invincible.  As she
tore the steel shelf in half, the men fell to the knees crying
out as they both could take no more and climaxed in their shorts.
"Please, no more." The one cried out. "You are so incredible."
Breathing heavy and stepping up to the two men, she smiled. "Am I
too strong for you?" she asked, flexing her biceps that were now
fueled with absolute, unstoppable strength. They were still base
ball sized, but harder than steel and emanating with fabulous
power and strength. They deified description, golden brown and
damp, perfect in every curve, but able to withstand a spray of
gunfire. No man or machine would stop such strength.
"I hope you men aren't finished," she cooed lightly, glancing
down at their cum soaked shorts, still evidently bulging with
their throbbing members beneath. "I need some loving." She
smiled, reaching down for the two men and pulling them easily to
their feet. "I'm hot baby. Oooooooooo, using my strength like
this gets me so turned on." She fondled her naked breasts, firm
and wet beneath her trembling fingers. The two men felt
themselves growing stiff again, flames of desire ripping through
them.
She seized her denim shorts, taking a deep breath, and
effortlessly ripped the fabric in half like it were tissue paper.
She wore no under wear, and her maidenhood was bared in all its
golden, ruffled glory. Her trembling fingers brushed across her
golden maiden head sending shivers of ecstasy through her super
strong body. She batted her eyes at the two heavily muscled men,
gently stroking their throbbing cocks through cotton shorts
soaked with cum.
"Take these off." She whispered breathlessly as she tore them
down slowly and easily, bearing the rock hard swords of passion
like pulsating steel rods. "Ooooo men, you've pushed me so far.
My strength is unstoppable." She cooed softly, tightening her
stomach muscles and flexing her biceps before them as mountains
of passion boiled within her. "I feel..." she breathed deep,
pushing out her firm, wet breasts while pumping her biceps,
"......invincible. So strong." She purred lightly, bending at her
knees and slithering up the man on her right, brushing her solid,
bronzed naked body up against his. She pushed her breasts against
his heaving chest, feeling his engorged penis press against her
shapely thigh. He groaned, feeling the sensation of cum breaching
within him again. She kissed him ever softly on the lips, her
feminine gentleness contrasting deeply with her super strength.
"Oooo baby," she whispered, brushing her left hand down into the
other man's black pubic hairs and over the thundering head of his
penis.  "You men are hard and strong." She chuckled, her teeth
showing in a gorgeous smile while she still kissed him.
"Definitely ready for me.." Her right hand, trembling with
anticipation, reached behind the weight lifter for a thick steel
bench bar leaning up behind him against the nearest rack. She
pulled away from them for a brief moment and handed one the steel
bench bar. She smiled.
"I need you to fill it to the max baby. I'm too pumped for those
light workouts." Her voice was breathless with passion, oceans of
orgasmic release pumping within her. Her naked chest heaved, and
she pumped her biceps hard, breathing strongly with every flex,
pumping like she were curling a bar bell to her chest. "I feel so
fucking strong." She cried out. "Load it on the bench press."
He complied swiftly, wasting no time in loading the bench to full
capacity. It was an obscene amount of weight; almost 1500 lbs. 
The bench moaned beneath the weight, almost as though it knew she
could lift this incredible weight with those golden brown biceps
and it was turned on, anticipating the moment when the goddess
would easily pump this weight and save the bench from crumbling
beneath it. She breathed hard, stepping up to the bench,
motioning for the man to lay on the bench as though he were going
to bench the weight.


End of part 3, More to cum!!

[rodman]

Now finally the end!!

He lay supine, his rock hard shaft sticking into the air
twitching every second in anticipation of what she would do. She
motioned for the other man to straddle the lying man's muscled
legs on the bench. She then slipped softly over the supine man,
gasping gently and closing her eyes as she felt his shaft slip
into her, throwing back her head while tresses of golden silk
hair spilled across her sweat soaked shoulders and down her back.
"Oh baby, you're so hard." She cooed, smiling, making short
winded whining sounds like a pussy cat as rockets of passion and
release exploded through her. She faced the man straddling the
others legs, standing on his wobbly feet, his weakened knees
ready to surrender. She sat and knelt forward, allowing the sea
of ecstasy to throb within her. She kissed his penis softly, and
it twitched madly, jerking too and fro ready to spew white
pudding down her throat. She laughed in a startled gasp as a
brief orgasm rocker her. "Oooo baby, ready already." She ran her
fingers over the member, stroking the head.
In one swift action she cast back her head, golden blonde, sweat
soaked hair spilling down her shoulders and arms, and reached
over her arcing chest for the steel bar fully loaded to 1500 lbs.
As a climactic orgasm rocked her, Jennie grunted and hoisted the
bar slowly off the rack. She made what looked absolutely
implausible so easy. Her pumped bronze muscles tightened as she
rode his throbbing cock, breathing hard out her mouth, rising to
a sitting position with the incredible weight held high over her
head. She looked up at the man standing before her, gazing upon
him with her sexiest gaze, smiling like a demon satisfying
herself.
Slowly she suckled his rock hard penis while holding the weight
above with relative minimal strain. He caressed her arms while
she sucked his penis softly, so gently for a lady with such
phenomenal super strength. She pulled away, licking his trembling
tip with her tongue as she backed off, teasing him forward. She
lowered the weight to her chest with inexorable slowness,
pressing the steel bar strongly against her pushed out naked
breasts. As her biceps flexed, he could feel them burn, feel a
nuclear warmth flaring below as they pulsated with unstoppable
strength. He was almost forced to pull away from the burning
heat. They were solid and pumped, and as a small orgasm tumbled
through him, he squeezed with his own sexually doubled strength
and moaned as he felt impenetrable power beneath his fingers. She
cooed softly, moaning gently as she rode the other man who was
near to climax.
She cast back her head, closing her eyes and smiling, as she felt
him squeeze her biceps with all his strength, his effort futile
in every way. She laughed softly as rockets of passion ignited
inside her, and she felt a universe of indomitable strength
explode in her, a power so demanding she needed to express it.
She cried out lightly, gazing on the man with her irresistible
gaze. He felt his penis jerking and twitching like mad, boiling
and ready to launch.
She released one hand from the steel bar she held across her
chest and softly caressed his solidly muscled thigh. Her heaving
breasts supported the weight easily, and against them the bar
felt like a stick of cheese ready to bend and twist at will. She
exerted herself slowly, opening her mouth wide to exclaim a
silent cry of orgasmic delight. With her one arm she slowly
pressed the immense weight up, brushing the steel bar against his
throbbing penis. She felt orgasms upon orgasms rock her, and she
relished in every one as her body trembled and shuddered like
electricity, absorbing the fierce sexual arousal from pressing
the weight and feeling its imminent defeat. The forces of gravity
surrendered to her incredible, sexy muscles.
"Oh my god..." the man cried out as he watched her incredible
feat. As she pressed the weight up slowly, she softly locked her
lips on the tip of his penis and suckled, kissing and teasing
him, smiling as she did so, closing her eyes as she pushed
against the weight above her. Her arm eventually fully extended,
she nibbled his penis tip until an ocean of arousal crashed
through him he couldn't resist. His penis pulsated with inhuman
strength and launched into her.
Hot buckets of cum shot into her mouth as she closed her eyes,
moaning passionately as the searing liquid warmed her insides
like liquid fire. She swallowed and guzzled the liquid fire in
her mouth, then backed away as his thundering cock launched and
launched again, shuddering and jerking like a fired .44 magnum.
In streams like jet spray cum spilled down her solid naked
breasts, sizzling and smoking on her hot, damp skin. He flexed
every muscle, his fists clenched at his sides, as a fountain of
super strength pumped every inch of his body. He felt strong and
pumped with his sexual release, growling with an aroused ferocity
as he cum all over her heaving breasts.   
"Rub it in." she whispered, pushing her eager chest out towards
him. He quickly smeared her naked breasts with his burning semen
as she cried out in delight, closing her eyes, tightening her
every muscle and flexing the bicep of her free arm while the
other still held the weight above. She squeezed the fingers
holding the steel bar and felt the bar easily surrender, feeling
like a soft clay stick between her grip. She breathed hard as the
man beneath her increased the velocity of his thrusts. With
increased strength he was nearing climax.
"Ooooooooo baby!!" she cried out, passion ripping through her
every core. "I feel it now, Oh yeah... OOOOOHHHHhhhhh
yeeeaaaahhhhhhhHHHH.........." She breathed out her mouth,
closing her eyes, and lowered the incredible weight to her chest.
As she rested the steel bar across her pushed out breasts, she
reached up with her free arm and grasped the bar. With her hands
far apart on the bar, she arched her back, her golden hair
spilling across her wet back, streams of sweat dripping down her
every curve. She tightened her legs muscles, slightly standing
astride the man's pulsating penis, feeling the orgasm rip through
her with atomic intensity. It exploded inside her like a nuclear
bomb, ripping and tearing and shredding like dragon talons
through tissue paper.
His rock solid cock ignited, erupting like a frothing, beastly
volcano inside a deep black cavern. She screamed in passionate
release, pulling the steel bar down across her pushed out , cum
soaked breasts as she climaxed there above him. Solid and pumped
to the max, the steel bar proved no match against her naked
breasts and pulsating biceps. She smiled through clenched teeth
as the bar groaned and screeched, bending and twisting against
her heaving chest. The farther her roaring climax took her, the
farther she bent the bar, and she cried out again, shaking her
head from side to side in frenzied arousal, throwing her golden
hair into tousled, wet knots.
With a soft, sexy growl like a satisfied beast, she pulled down
against her breasts and felt the steel bar snap in half,
incapable of resisting her impenetrable breasts and unstoppable
strength.  "Oooooooooo yessssssss." she purred, hissing like a
snake. She dropped the beaten bar and weight to the gym floor,
holding her clenched fists out to her sides, looking at her naked
body pulsating with strength and gleaming, sweat soaked in the
neon light. She breathed hard and smiled down at both men who had
collapsed with exertion. They both lie unconscious, absolutely
exhausted from their sexual escapades. 
She, on the other hand, caressing the still searing cum across
her naked breasts, felt pumped and strong. She still cold feel
her strength reaching out to indefinable reaches. Her biceps
pulsated with unrestricted, super human strength. Her breasts
were firm and solid. And every core of her being yearned for
further sexual feasting.
And there were other gyms to conquer......

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