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[NinjaStar]

A/N: I'm back, and almost finished. Sorry about the long delay. Wow, lots of responses to that last chapter. Jeremy, M7, always nice to hear from you. Glad you both liked it. Solarian, thanks, but we're not totally out of the woods yet. Give me just a little more time, and we'll be getting there. GreatJustice, you honor me. I like your writing style. Thanks for PMing me the link to your version of The Rendezvous. I liked it a lot. Japagreipe, welcome to the party. Hopefully I can live up to your standards with this next bit.

Now, for this next bit, I'm not a foot guy, but I got the inspiration from a friend of mine who is. Bear with me here. Forgive me if it's a bit off-putting. I have no idea what I'm talking about.

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Suzy sighed luxuriously as Shrimp rubbed her feet. As much as she loved her boots, standing in them for hours was simply murder, but that was the price paid for looking good. Shrimp worked through the pain of seriously cramping hands like a soldier. His hands were all locked up from trying to penetrate the steel muscles of her neck, yet he carried on, brows furrowed in extreme concentration like he was trying to disarm a bomb while performing neurosurgery. Pipsqueak, on the other hand, was currently being put to task as a footstool, penance for accidentally spilling her fourth Sex on the Beach. Poor boy got too excited and bumped the table a bit too hard, causing her drink to go all over the place, aside from being a rather lousy masseur. Thankfully, none of it got on her leathers, or else there would really be hell to pay. As heavily as Suzy leaned on him, he didn't seem to mind. She idly sipped her fifth Sex and cast an eye towards Skinny and Valentina.

He straddled her lap, working her pecs with his magic hands. Valentina had torn her shirt more, giving her a plunging neckline and miles of pec cleavage. Skinny took those great mounds of muscle into his strong, practiced hands and really got in there with the massage. Valentina was blushing with extreme arousal. Suzy grinned at the sight of Valentina struggling to contain her libido and sit on her hands, letting her man do his work. She was torn between the wonderful massage working her sore, tired muscles into a mellow goo, or tearing Skinny's clothes off and fucking him right here in front of everyone. Her conflict was delicious to Suzy. She'd take her victories where she could get them.

Shrimp gently kissed her toes, calling Suzy's attention back to her own massage. His lips softly graced her feet ever so sweetly, causing Suzy to watch him in amusement. He noticed her reaction, and blushed.

“I-I'm sorry, Mistress Suzy. I should've asked permission,” he genuflected, but she waved him off.

“So, you're a foot guy, eh, Shrimp?” she asked with a small grin.

“Not especially, Mistress. It's just... I think your feet are beautiful,” he replied with a shrug. Shrimp wasn't much of a talker, and that suited Suzy just fine. He did as he was asked without complaint or being told twice, and let his actions speak for himself. She liked him the best out of her two slaves.

“Me too, Mistress Suzy!” Pipsqueak on the other hand...

“Quiet!” she commanded, cuffing him with one of her feet. “Furniture doesn't talk.” Turning back to Shrimp, she asked, “What is it about my feet that's so beautiful to you?” It was a bizarre think to be complimented on, to be sure. If Suzy was self-conscious about anything, well, as self-conscious as Suzy ever got anyway, it was her feet. They were big. Skinny liked to make fun of her feet, calling them clodhoppers, and calling her Frankenstein Foot, Finger Toes, Boat Shoes Suzy, and anything else that struck his fancy. She took delight in reminding him of just how much of his ass she could literally kick with one of her feet, so she didn't mind it as much as she would coming from anyone else. But still, being told her feet were 'beautiful' was a strange, unusual phenomenon.

“I... I can't really explain it, Mistress Suzy,” said Shrimp. “I just like them.”

“Your goddess demands worship, mortal,” Suzy teased, pinching his nose slightly with her dextrous toes. “You'd better come up with a reason.”

Shrimp thought for a moment before speaking, contemplating her feet in all their beauty, apparently. “If I had to choose a reason, Mistress, I'd say it's how smooth and soft they are. So much of you is hard, and dense with muscle, yet your feet are seemingly so delicate.”

“Delicate??” Suzy guffawed. “That's a new one on me, Shrimp.”

“Maybe I misspoke, my Mistress. I can't really explain it better. I'm sorry,” Shrimp apologized. Suzy shrugged.

“Don't worry about it, Shrimp. It's just that no-one has ever said such things about my feet before. I'm touched, really.”

“They're beautiful. That's all I can say,” Shrimp replied, forgoing proper address. Suzy decided to let it pass. She liked Shrimp. He was charming in a thoughtful way. Pipsqueak was quick to notice the breach of protocol as well.

“He didn't properly address you, Mistress!” he complained.

“Am I suddenly schizophrenic? Is my footstool talking to me?” Suzy growled, mashing her free foot onto Pipsqueak's (or was that Footstool, now?) head, holding against the floor. “Are you a magical footstool? Do you have some wisdom to impart to me? Are going to tell me to shoot the President next, Magical Footstool?”

“N-no, Mistress Suzy,” Pipsqueak simpered.

“No what?” Suzy pressed down a little harder.

“No to a-all of th-that, Mistress Suzy!” he cried.

“So there is absolutely no reason for an inanimate object to be talking unless I'm crazy, correct?” she stated more than asked.

“No, Mistress Suzy! None at all!” Pipsqueak declared.

“Are you calling me crazy?” Suzy continued.

“N-not at all, Mistress Suzy! I would n-never even d-dream of--”

“So if there is no good reason for a footstool to be talking, and I'm not crazy, THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING, FOOTSTOOL?!” Suzy shouted, mashing his face down into the floor hard. Pipsqueak didn't answer. No answer was the correct response, in this case. If she felt crueler, Suzy would've baited him some more, demanding an answer, but he took the hint. He wasn't as stupid as he looked. She would have him well trained soon enough.

“Is everything alright over there?” Skinny interjected, turning around from his work to watch the events unfold.

“I think she's having an argument with the furniture,” Valentina's commented with a giggle.

“Everything's finally in order over here, ladies and gents. No need to be concerned,” Suzy reported with a wink. “Well, almost. My drink has finally run dry.” On cue, Pipsqueak bolted up from his position as a footstool once she lifted her legs up to let him out and waited patiently to take her order. “Oh, Pipsqueak. I forgot you were even here. Be a peach and get me another, yeah?” she ordered, handing him her glass. “You know how I like it by now.”

Pipsqueak bowed, backing away before bolting off to the bar to fulfill his mistress' will. She settled her feet back into Shrimp's lap.

“Now then, Favored Slave, where were we?” Suzy asked, gesturing for him to continue his massage.

“I'm honored, my Mistress,” Shrimp replied, inclining his head with respect.

“Mmm,” Suzy purred, closing her eyes and leaning back in her chair. “I think I'll keep you, Favored Slave. At least you know how to show your love for your mistress properly. Pipsqueak is a fuckup and a half.”

“As you say, my Mistress,” Shrimp replied quietly, continuing his massage without a further word.

“Is he your friend, Shrimp?” Suzy asked.

“Not really, my Mistress. I don't really know him.” Suzy grunted absently at his answer. It didn't really matter one way or the other. She had made her choice.

“...Mistress Suzy?” Shrimp broke his silence moments later, prompting Suzy to open one eye to regard him.

“Hmm?” she murmured.

“At the risk of angering you... May I kiss your feet again, my Mistress?” he timidly asked.

“Why would that anger me, Shrimp?” she questioned him.

“I didn't want to just go ahead and do it, my Mistress. But I would really like to kiss your beautiful feet more, if it pleases you.”

Suzy looked at him for a moment before smiling and nodding her assent. “Thank you, my Mistress!” he said appreciatively, setting his lips to her feet once more. To Suzy's surprise, it felt really good. She had made her slaves kiss her boots before, but she never made them kiss her bare feet, probably because it was a weird thing to kiss. And, she still wasn't making anybody. Shrimp was doing it all on his own. He wasn't overeager or sloppy, making sure to show proper decorum by keeping the tongue inside his mouth. His lips were worshipful without being creepy. It was one thing to force a slave to worship you, it was something else entirely to be worshiped freely. It was simply wonderful.

Pipsqueak bumblefucked his way back with Suzy's next Sex on the Beach not a moment too soon. She readily accepted the drink, and Pipsqueak moved to take his place back as her footstool but Suzy stopped him.

“That won't be necessary, Pipsqueak,” Suzy said. “Your services will no longer be required this evening.”

“W-What?” he sputtered. “I m-mean, why Mistress?”

“Because I don't really like you,” Suzy answered simply, without apology. He looked as if he had been slapped. Pipsqueak tried to formulate something to say before looking to Shrimp for backup, who simply shrugged as if to say “Don't know what to tell you, dude.”

“But-” Pipsqueak began, but Suzy shushed him.

“G'wan, git,” she shooed him, motioning for him to leave.

“But-” he tried once more, but Suzy turned on him with a death glare, trapping his voice in his throat.

“Are you deaf, or just stupid?” she asked crossly. “Get lost, punk.”

Pipsqueak lingered for a moment longer before beating a hasty retreat as fast as his scrawny little legs could carry him. Shrimp kept on kissing her feet without comment, showing attention to all ten of her toes, the balls of her feet, her insoles, and her heels with equal loving worship. It felt good, and she let him continue for a long while after that before pulling her feet away. Shrimp looked shocked at first, as if he had done something to anger her, but then looked disappointed that he wasn't going to get to worship her feet some more.

“C'mere and sit in my lap, Shrimp,” Suzy beckoned. Shrimp promptly did as commanded, setting his negligible weight on her muscled thighs. “What's the matter, Shrimp?” she teased, “Only like me for my feet?”

“Not at all, my Mistress. I was certainly enjoying myself, but your wish is my command,” he said. Suzy smiled and pulled him into a deep tongue kiss. She “Mmm'ed” deeply, loving the feeling of crushing a small little man against her mighty body. Whatever disappointment Shrimp had quickly left, and he eagerly kissed her back.

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Valentina's lap was nice and warm, her powerful arms draped around his shoulders, locking Andy in place. He didn't mind in the least. Happiness was a warm Amazon, after all. It simply felt good to be back to normal now. Valentina was nothing but her ordinary sweet self, as evinced by the soft kisses she leveled on his forehead as he kissed her beautiful chest. She softly squeezed him, cuddling Andy like a teddy bear. It felt wonderful. He looked up at her beautiful face, and she rewarded him with one of her illuminating, albeit tired, smiles and sparkling sky-colored eyes. She leaned in and rested her forehead against his. The lovers held this position, basking in the loving warmth the two shared for each other.

My heroine, Andy thought with a greedy smile. My goddess. Valentina never ceased to amaze him. He was in love with the strongest woman in the world. She was capable of anything. She could probably rule if she had the desire to do so, yet, she was content to let the world be and lead a simple, though interesting life with a man like him. A man, he mused. I feel like a baby in her arms, yet she treats me with nothing but love and respect. To have such power and choose not to use it is truly remarkable. I doubt I could restrain myself so if I were in her position. Despite the adrenaline-withdrawal torpor Valentina found herself in, her body still thrummed alive with power. Even fatigued as she was, Valentina possessed far more strength than Andy could ever achieve, yet she held him so gently, so lovingly.

I could die right here in her arms and be happy, he thought contentedly. There was no place else in the world but right there in her arms that Andy felt so safe and loved. He had idly noted the jealous looks he received from a few guys who not-so-subtly watched the lone table he and Valentina sat at with ill-disguised jealousy. Lots of men had fallen in love with her. Andy didn't know which charmed them the most; her strength, her muscles, her beauty, her physical prowess, her heart, or her sweet personality. Either way, they all wanted her, but they couldn't have her.

Valentina is mine, all mine, Andy glowed internally, breaking into a big grin. Well, mine and Suzy's I suppose. But I call dibs.

“What?” Valentina murmured, catching his smile with confused but amused one of her own.

“Just stopping to think how unbelievable you are, babe,” Andy replied. Valentina blushed. “No, I mean it. You're amazing. You're a Goddess. I'm so lucky. I really don't deserve you.”

“'Deserve?'” Valentina repeated, raising an eyebrow. “What's all this deserve talk? Of course you do.”

“I meant comparatively speaking,” Andy clarified. “I'm less than an ant compared to you. You could have anybody you wanted to in this bar-” Valentina wrinkled her nose in distaste at the notion of taking home a redneck, making Andy laugh, “Okay, fine, in the world yet you chose me. If that's not luck, I don't know what is.”

“You don't think I'm lucky?” Valentina asked. “Not every girl gets to come home to such a great guy like you every day. You think I chose you, as if I was fighting guys off with a stick when we met? You were one of the few actually man enough to come talk to me and the only ever to treat me with respect. That day, I couldn't believe my luck, and I still don't, even so many years on. So don't talk to me about 'luck' and 'deserve', sweetie. I'm the lucky one.”

“Yeah, you sure are,” Andy grinned wickedly, prompting Valentina to gently slap his chest in playful annoyance. “Ow! Hey!”

“You're a cheeky little bastard, that's for sure,” she scolded waggishly.

“By that I take it you mean I have a great ass,” Andy supplied helpfully, with an irresistible quirk of his eyebrow.

Valentina could only shrug and nod in agreement before breaking into a sly smile. “You certainly do have a tasty little body, that's for sure.”

“'Tasty?'” Andy parroted, unsure of Valentina's choice of words.

“Delicious,” she continued, teasing his lips with her long, dextrous tongue.

“So, if I told you to 'eat me,' you wouldn't take it as an insult?” Andy grinned.

“I might just take you at your word, little man,” Valentina replied, snapping her large, perfect teeth at him. “Though, I don't think you'd make much of a meal. You're awfully stringy. I'd have to fatten you up.”

“With what, more of your cooking?” Andy snarked.

“Or, I could just fold you up into an accordion if you keep it up. Either way,” she said primly before easily pressing his knees up to his chest.
 
“Alright, alright! Point taken,” he said.

“Mmm,” Valentina purred, rubbing the sizable lump in his pants. “Not yet, but I'm looking forward to taking your point later.”

“And what makes you think that I'll just give it up so easily?” Andy teased, breathing quickened by her manual attention on his member.

“You will,” Valentina replied sure of herself. “All's I gotta do is flex up a little muscle, and you'll be giving me your point all night long.” She punctuated her answer by scooping him up effortlessly and planting a kiss full of erotic promises on his lips with gusto. Valentina tasted so sweet and was so warm and loving Andy felt like melting. He was putty in her hands, quite literally. If she wanted to, she could mold him into any shape she desired. The only thing she desired at that moment was him. Running her strong fingers through his hair, Valentina moaned softly, venting her sexual frustration in this one kiss. Andy could hardly wait to get her home and kiss her beautiful body all over, before making hot, passionate love to her until daybreak.

Valentina popped away, giving them both time to breathe.

“Uh-oh,” Valentina commented to Andy teasingly.

“What?” he replied, not following her.

“You know what's going to happen later, right?” Valentina continued, nibbling on his crushed lower lip.

“What?” Andy asked again.

“You're gonna get soooo lucky, babe. I'm not even joking,” Valentina purred lewdly.

“I'm already lucky,” Andy stated.

“Uh-uh, not what I'm talking about. You have know idea what I'm going to do to you, little man...” Valentina intimated sexily, curling her powerful arms around his torso and squeezing him gently.

“What are you going to do to me...?” Andy asked with playful caution. Valentina's sexually charged grin filled him with fire.

“First, I'm gonna tear your clothes off inch by inch, drive you crazy. Then, I'm gonna kiss you all over...”

“And over again?” Andy supplied with a sexy grin.

“Till the night closes in,” Valentina affirmed. “Then, I'm going to smother you with muscle, letting you know just how powerful I am, and how totally helpless you are against me.”

“You're not going to hurt me, are you?” Andy played along, knowing full well the answer to that, but indulging in a little sexy talk nevertheless.

“Hmm, I don't know. You're so small and weak, and I'm so big and strong, I don't know how I couldn't. You're so delicate, sweetie. I might just fuck you to pieces,” she replied offhandedly.

“Then what?” Andy pressed, on fire for Valentina and her sexy promises. She picked him up and reversed their positions so she was straddling his lap in the chair. Her heavy weight was displaced off to the sides somewhat, but Andy still felt her bulk bearing down on him. The heat from her pussy was felt even through the fabric of their clothing.

“Mmm,” Valentina smiled lasciviously. “Then, I'm going to hold you down and slowly, ever so slowly, lower myself on top of your huge dick. I want you to stretch me out, babe. Tear my tight pussy up with that monster cock of yours.” Valentina began grinding her hips on his, simulating sex with him with fiery passion. Soft moans escaped her lips as her clear blue eyes bored into his.

“I love it when you're on top,” Andy murmured, running his hands down her muscled back down her spine, before settling on her round butt.

“I know you do. I can do anything I want to you from that position. Your life is in my hands. I'm going to ride you like the stud bull that you are. I want you to fill me up. Fill my belly with your hot cum. Put your hands all over my body. Taste my hot, sweaty muscles as we make love. Take me. Make me yours...”

The kissed once more, sloppily mashing their lips together. Andy's hands found their way inside her clothes, taking great, greedy handfuls of her pumped, muscular body. Andy's hard cock nearly tore its way through his jeans and into her leggings. Her clit rubbed down onto his groin, driving her mad with desire. His lips left hers and worked their way down to her thick bull neck, tasting her meaty pumped traps and the tops of her bulging pecs.

“You wanna get outta here?” Valentina whispered erotically into his ear, before taking his earlobe into her mouth and suckling and nibbling upon it. “I know do!”

“And do what?” Andy teased. She bit down gently in frustration.

“You know what, little man!” Valentina growled fiercely before jamming her tongue down his throat once more, prompting a surprised “Mmrphf!” from him. Valentina crushed herself up against him, sucking the air out of his lungs with her kiss.

“Ooh! Val's starting to get all sex nuts over there,” Suzy giggled conspiratorially to Shrimp upon closer inspection of the goings on of her companions.

“I know! Help!” Andy pleaded jokingly, futilely reaching out for Suzy who merely shrugged at his 'plight.'

“You know you like it, Skinny!” Suzy grinned. “Mmm,” Suzy purred, leaning in to watch with interest.  “I love the way you manhandle him, Vally.”

“Why not?” Valentina replied, in between kissing his neck and face all over. “I think I deserve it. I'm his conquerer, he's my prize. Besides, he likes to be conquered.”

“Yes, but not as much as breathing!” Andy gasped, taking in mouthfuls of sweet oxygen after being mashed up against Valentina's steely pecs.

“Mmm!” Valentina hummed, kissing him passionately once more. “You'll be doing plenty of that after I'm done with you, little man! You'll be all tired and sore and gasping for air once I've had my fill. I assure you!”

“You're dead meat, Skinny,” Suzy laughed, knowing that was their cue to pack things in.

“I'm already halfway there, I'm afraid,” Andy replied wearily as Valentina hauled him over her shoulder and began gathering her things.

“Oh, I don't think Vally's done with you yet. Not for a damn sight. 'Specially not after I join in,” Suzy declared. “Clear your schedule, little man. You ain't gonna be in any condition to do anything tomorrow.” Suzy placed Shrimp on his feet before putting her boots back onto her feet. Shrimp wordlessly jumped to lace them up for her, and Suzy allowed him to. He worked diligently, and Suzy appraised his hand-eye coordination. Satisfied that her boots were well laced, she rewarded Shrimp with another small kiss and a sweet smile. She then stood up to her full height of 6'8” in her heels, looming over her new boy-toy by a little over half a foot.

“What about me, my Mistress?” Shrimp complained.

Suzy smiled at him and kissed him sweetly. “Don't worry, little one. You're still my Favored Slave. It's just that I've already got the rest of my evening all planned out already.” Shrimp looked dejected, but Suzy giggled and scooped him up into a squeezing hug. “We'll get together REAL soon, don't you fret none.”

“Will you let me kiss your feet again, my Mistress?” Shrimp asked.

“All that and more, sweetling. I promise you. I'll take your virginity soon enough,” Suzy said with a sexy wink before setting him back down onto the floor.

“But... I-I'm not a virgin, my Mistress,” Shrimp said. Suzy laughed.

“Oh, yes you are, little man. Listen, baby, unless you've made it with an Amazon, you're still a virgin. We're a whole different game from those little girls you might've fumble-fucked around with in the past. When you make it with an Amazon, there's a chance you might not even survive.”

“I'm willing to take that risk, my Mistress!” Shrimp pledged. Suzy smiled affectionately, mussing his hair.

“That's the spirit, sweetling. Here's my digits,” she said, letting him copy her cell number down into his own phone, adding him to her long list of contacts in return. “I'll be calling on you, real soon, Shrimp. I hope you're up to the task.”

“I'll wait forever for you, my goddess,” Shrimp declared, prompting Suzy to scoop him up into her arms once more, cradling his slight form easily into her muscular arms.

“It won't be that long, sweetling. Now gimme one last kiss and make it count,” Suzy ordered. Shrimp did as commanded, engaging    her lips with his own in a deep, passionate kiss. Suzy moaned passionately into his mouth, making her boy toy melt into a puddle of goo in her strong arms. When she settled him down back onto the floor, he had a dopey, dreamy grin on his face, obviously fantasizing about getting even further with the leather-clad vixen.

“See ya, around, Shrimp,” Suzy purred, winking once more before heading out with her companions. Shrimp watched her go, appreciating the extra sashay she put into her step for his benefit.
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[NinjaStar]

“Are you sure you're in any condition to drive, Suzy?” Andy asked from over Valentina's shoulder.

“Who's not 'in condition?'” Suzy practically shouted in indignation. “I'm in condition! Lookit my abs!” She lifted her halter a bit and crunched her stomach. The muscles therein hardened to the point of becoming bullet-proof. “'If anything, yer the one that's gettin' a lil' soft round the midsection, Skinny.” Suzy poked a lethally manicured finger into Andy's flat belly, probing for softness before hooking the waistband on his jeans with her strong fingers. “But that's okay. I like my men shrimpy and weak,” she said before leaning down and giving Andy a tongue lashing while Valentina carried him like a horny cavegirl over her shoulder.

Something about Suzy looming over him made Andy hard. Valentina was taller than him by about three inches, standing to a height of 5'11” barefoot, and Suzy a further five inches above that at 6'4”. In her heels, she was a little under a full foot taller than him in addition to being several times more muscular. But her majesty was no less apparent even from the inglorious position he found himself in hoisted over Valentina's brawny shoulder.

“That's not what I meant, psycho,” Andy groaned in annoyance. “I meant, how are you still ambulatory after, what, six cocktails?”

“I'm just that good, Skinny,” Suzy answered vaguely.

“Hold on, there, cowgirl,” Valentina stopped suddenly, turning around. “I think Andy's got a point. I don't think it's such a good idea for you to drive.”

“Whaddiya mean? I'm fine,” Suzy insisted.

“Even so, better safe than sorry,” Valentina pressed.

“Well I ain't gonna give my keys to these shit-kickin' rednecks!” Suzy protested, gesturing expansively to the peanut gallery. “I ain't gonna let my baby get stolen or all fucked up!”

“I'll take your car,” Andy volunteered. Suzy looked at him with an unimpressed expression on her face.

“Excellent, you'll ride with me, Suzy,” Valentina agreed.

“That's not much better, Skinny,” Suzy stated. “I 'preciate you lookin' out fer me an' all, but I'm tellin' ya I'm fine.”

“Suzy,” Valentina said sternly. Suzy sighed in annoyance and rolled her eyes.

 “'Kay, fine here's m'keys.” Suzy produced the keys to her fancy black sports car from out of nowhere. Andy wondered where, considering that her outfit had no visible pockets. “Take good care o' her, Skinny.”

“She won't get a scratch,” Andy assured.

“I've got yer word for it, not a scratch, right?” Suzy asked.

“Can we get going, you psycho?” Andy said exasperatedly, shooing Suzy onwards. “It's a car, not the Millennium Falcon. It'll be okay. Besides, I'm a far safer driver than you anyway.”

“Yeah, I guess that's true. Ya' drive like my grandmother, anyway. C'mon Skinny. Get those buns a-movin',” Suzy commanded, giving him a light slap on his ass for emphasis.

Before they left, Suzy ducked into the little girl's room for a minute, forcing Andy and Valentina to wait. Valentina put him down, and pressed him up against the wall for another intimate make-out session with his amorous girlfriend. Valentina hungrily kissed him, stoking the fire that burned in her loins. She crushed herself up against him and curled a massive leg around his waist, running her fingers through his hair. Andy didn't have any choice, not that he really minded, but Valentina overpowered him at every turn. She enjoyed it when he fought back, outmuscling him without any effort at all. He frowned at the sight of a big giant of a man come up to them.
He must be that Magnus character he had heard about being outdone by Valentina in the squat competition he had missed early on in the contest. Valentina noticed his lack of effort, and followed his gaze over to where Magnus sheepishly waited for them to finish. She blushed before smoothing down Andy's wild hair and fixed him up a bit to make him look a bit less ravished and pawed over, before adopting a prim and dignified posture of her own.

“Little Girl Valentina, your strength astounds me still. It was a pleasure to meet you,” the big lug slurred, having found himself well into his cups, taken by the jovial mood in the bar after the big match.

“Thank you, Magnus. It was a pleasure to meet you as well,” Valentina returned genially.

“If I am not being too forward, I would like to see you again. Maybe we should date, no?” Magnus said, trying to turn on the charm.

“Well...that's, uh, y'know, sweet of you, and all Magnus, but, I've already got a boyfriend,” Valentina revealed, yanking Andy close as he approached and throwing her arm around his shoulder. “This is him. Andy, Magnus, Magnus, Andy.”

“Him?!” Magnus balked. “But, but... he is so puny!”

“Hey, I'm plenty big where it counts, pal,” Andy retorted defensively.

“Oh, now, stop,” Valentina chided. “I'm sure Magnus didn't mean anything by it.”

“Uh, yes, please forgive me, little one,” Magnus nodded, “I meant no offense. I was soundly defeated in a contest of strength, and I am the Strongest Man in Iceland! To think a little man like yourself could conquer a Valkyrie such as Little Girl Valentina is truly astonishing.”

“I don't think 'conquer' is the right word,” Valentina playfully chimed in, nuzzling Andy affectionately.

“Yeah, the operative word is more like 'survive,'” Andy added. “You're gonna be the death of me one of these days.”

“Mmm, but what a way to go,” Valentina purred, ticking his earlobe with her tongue.

“I must not keep you. It seems you have quite a night ahead of you yet, little one, eh?” Magnus winked conspiratorially, nudging him roughly in the ribs with his meaty elbow. “It was nice meeting you.”

“Yeah, likewise,” Andy said, grasping Magnus's huge outstretched hand and shaking.

“Hang on, I had and idea just now,” Valentina announced. She reached in her purse and withdrew her phone. Thumbing through her contacts list, she highlighted Agnetha's number. “Here,” she said, giving Magnus Agnetha's number. “This is a friend of mine. She's right up your alley, Magnus. Why don't you give her a call sometime later on in the week? I'm sure she'd love to meet you.”

“Hmm, perhaps I shall. If she's halfway as beautiful and strong as you, Little Girl, I think we shall get on famously. It has been a pleasure, and thank you for, how do you say, 'hooking me up.”

They said their goodbyes to Magnus, and not a moment too soon, Suzy came staggering out of the bathroom and all three were out the door.

The parking lot was cool and quiet compared to the stifling heat and noise of the bar. The creatures of the night made their music, and Suzy’s heels clacked loudly but somewhat unevenly on the pavement outside. Valentina had her hands full with her novelty check, big ol’ trophy and useless t-shirt, despite Andy attempting to be a gentleman and take some of it off her hands. Suzy laughed as she looked at her package of shot glasses and stupid, but now worthless discount card that she held in her hands.

“That was fun,” Valentina said, beaming. She looked beautiful in the lamplight of the parking lot.

“Hmm, yeah, I guess it was,” Suzy admitted earnestly, smiling easily.

“Are you sure you’re not mad?” Valentina pressed, stopping to look at Suzy for a moment. Suzy sighed in exasperation.

“Would you quit already? No, I’m not. I mean, yeah, I’m disappointed in myself, but I’m not mad at you. If there’s anyone I’d rather lose to it’s you.”

Valentina smiled and set down her stuff before coming up to Suzy and curling her massive arms around her body. Suzy blushed and accepted Valentina’s warm embrace.

“You know I love you, Suzy,” Valentina purred, standing on her toes to kiss her best friend and lover of many years. Suzy’s lips met Valentina’s for the first time in a long while. Any and all rancor between the two brought on by the spirit of competition was gone, replaced by genuine love and a healthy dosage of pure sexual lust.

“Mmm,” Suzy hummed, crushing Valentina up against her body. Their tongues met and became as one.

Andy watched the whole scene with a glowing heart and a growing erection. It was quite hot watching two enormously muscled women making out with such passion, but it was even more special to see their love in full bloom. Andy didn't feel left out because they shared something together that existed long before he and Valentina even first dated. Sure, it was hard at first dealing with the one-sided competition from Suzy, but he learned to deal with it. Valentina wasn't greedy, and she didn't favor one over the other. Suzy had her strengths and Andy had his, and Valentina always made it a point to make sure they both knew how special the both of them were to her. He just simply smiled and waited his turn.

Surely enough, the two stole glances his way mid-kiss. They teased him, exaggeratedly moaning into each other's mouths, Valentina trying not to laugh. Suzy dipped the redhead, making her squeal with excitement and coo with pleasure. They stuck their tongues out and swordfought, all while making sure he was looking.

“Mmm...” Suzy purred, peeling her lips away from Valentina's, arms wrapped around her tremendous bulk. Her hands rested on Valentina's curvy butt and squeezed. “You taste yummy.”

“You taste... like booze. I think I'm a bit drunk just from kissing you,” Valentina giggled.

“I might be a bit buzzed, but I'm also sex-drunk. I want that body...” Suzy nibbled Valentina's lips, sticking her hands down her torn leggings, taking heaping handfuls of her ass. “I have half a mind to rip it all off ya and just take ya here in the parkin' lot,” Suzy growled fiercely, pressing Valentina up against their SUV before crushing her face deeply against Valentina's in a ferally passionate kiss once more. Valentina squeaked helplessly, but kissed back with as much vigor and passion as Suzy did. The Dark Seductress's hands roamed all around the inside of Valentina's leggings, coming to rest against and inside her crotch.

Valentina sighed in arousal, tilting her head back and giving Suzy free access to her thickly muscled neck. Suzy kissed, licked and nibbled on her bull-neck while manually stimulating her lover's hot, dripping sex. Valentina's milk poured generously over Suzy's fingers from her steaming womanhood. Valentina looked and her boyfriend just watching the show with ill-disguised lust and gestured him to come over with a sexy smile and seductive finger. Having no other recourse and getting tired of being left out, Andy complied.

Valentina snatched him closer once he was in distance and pulled him into a hot, sloppy tongue kiss of her own. She moaned, enjoying his taste a little better than Suzy's, but thoroughly enjoying what Suzy was doing in her pants. Her strong hand ran slowly down his chest, over his belly, and finally resting on the ICBM that was ready to launch in his pants.

Valetnina broke away and smiled sexily. “Mmm, feel this thing.”

Suzy pulled her fingers out of Valentina's leggings and suckled her fingers. “Don't mind if I do,” she replied. Indeed, Andy's erection was large and in charge. The two Amazons smothered him in muscle, both putting their hands all over his body and down his pants, teasing him with promises of hot, steamy sex, but never quite fulfilling his lust, leaving him on the brink of aroused madness. But before things could progress any further, a familiar voice from out of nowhere.

“I fuckin’ knew it,” Suzy and Valentina snapped their heads to look at the interloper. Steiner and several of the men from the contest congregated around them, looking for a fight. He had a veritable army of men with him, some from inside, others that neither Amazon recognized. Hired muscle, perhaps. Either way, Steiner was looking to get even. Things were about to go south quick. Valentina instinctively put herself between Andy and Steiner's crew, as did Suzy. The lovely little buzz cleared up quick, lending her razor sharp focus should she need to spring into action. Me and my big mouth, Suzy thought to herself.

“Oh, shit,” Andy cursed. “I forgot to tell you. I had heard this guy was looking to get even. I meant to tell you earlier.”

“It's a little late for that, Skinny,” Suzy muttered sardonically.

“Don't worry about it. We'll handle these guys,” Valentina whispered reassuringly. “Nothing's going to happen to you.”

“I'm not worried about me,” Andy replied.

“You don't think we can take these guys?” Suzy smirked. “Thanks for the vote of confidence, Skinny. What the hell are you doing, Blondie?” Suzy growled.

“You got a lotta fuckin’ nerve treatin’ me like you did, she-man,” said Steiner. “Nobody, but nobody fucks me over but me!”

“This really isn’t necessary,” Valentina began, looking to avoid a confrontation.

“Oh, I think it is. Y’see, he-bitch, I don’t like losin’. I especially don’t like it when bitches think they can spend time outta the kitchen and in the gym. So that’s why I gathered some of the boys to teach you wanna-be man-women what’s what. You wanna be men? Then we're gonna beat ya like men!”

“So... Lemme get this right. You mean to say, you spent several hours outside, waiting for us to leave so you can jump us?” Suzy asked incredulously. “Man, you are one pathetic loser.”

“I ain’t no fuckin’ loser! I’ma break it down fer you bitches! Y'know, they say all men are created equal, but ya look at me and ya look at dat lil' toothpick ya'll gots hidin back there behind ya, and ya can see that statement is not true! See, normally if ya go one-on-one with another guy, ya got a 50-50 chance of winnin'. But I'm a genetic freak, and I'm not normal, so ya got a 25 percent at best at beatin' me! And then ya add this red'ead here to the mix? Yer chances of winnin' drasticy go down. See inna three-way, ya got a 33 1/3 chance of winnin'. But I, I got a 66 2/3 chance of winning, cause this red'ead KNOWS he/she can't beat me, and he/she's not even gonna try! So, bitch, ya take yer 33 1/3 chance, minus my 25 percent chance, and ya got an 8 1/3 chance of winnin' at all! But then you take my 75 perchance chance at winnin', if we was to go one-on-one, and to add 66 2/3 percents, I got a 141 2/3 chance of winnin at beatin' you! See; the numbers don't lie, and they spell disaster for you no matter which way ya slice it!” Steiner shouted, out of breath and redfaced. He crossed his oil-bloated arms over his torn up chest as if he just blew everyone’s minds. Nobody present knew what Steiner had just said exactly.

“...then why did you need all the goons?” Suzy questioned, scratching her head.

“Cholesterol,” Steiner replied. Everybody looked at each other in utter confusion. Blondie made absolutely no sense at all. Even he was hard-pressed to make sense of what he just said once he had a moment to think about it, but had to maintain a certain tough-guy decorum.

“Um, I think you mean 'collateral,'” one of Steiner's goons piped up in and attempt to be helpful.

Steiner wheeled on his crony. “SHADDAP!”

“She do gotta point. I mean, why is we here if ya'll can handle dees hoes by yo'self?” Another goon chimed in.

“SHADDAP! Yer here coz I'm payin' ya! If I wantcha ta get my bags 'er shine my shoes, yer gonna fuckin' do it!” Steiner raged.

From over his girlfriend's shoulder, Andy surveyed the situation. None of the assembled goons wanted to be the first ones to make an attack in case it failed, especially when their leader was a stark raving lunatic. A vast majority of them had been under the assumption that it would be a team effort, but a great many of the goons who agreed to help out would most likely end up bailing before the night’s end. The remaining group would number less than half of it’s original size of the group. In truth, it seemed they had expected numbers to create some fear in these massive women. Neither Suzy nor Valentina seemed particularly afraid. Surreptitiously, Andy ducked back to his and Valentina's SUV and rummaged around in the back behind the seats. He grinned at the Louisville Slugger hidden beneath the gym bags.

“Well?! Whaddiya waitin' fer? Christmas? Go get ‘em boys!” Steiner ordered. Nobody moved. Steiner's cronies looked at each other to see who, if anyone, was going to throw the first punch. Nobody wanted to be that guy. All of them had seen just how strong these huge women were first hand, many of them suffering defeat from them directly. They had all walked away with their pride wounded, but their flesh and bones intact. Who knew what these Amazons were really capable of?

One thing was certain; no one wanted to find out.

“Goddammit! You buncha gas-pumpin', tobacco-chewin', inbred, white trash pieces o’ redneck trash!” Steiner shouted, “Do I gotta do everything my fuckin' self?!”

“Looks like your boys got cold feet, Steiny-baby,” Suzy taunted.

“SHADDAP!” Steiner shouted, equally pissed at her and his cowardly minions.

“No, I'll tell you what, I'll let one o' your boys take a swing at me, an' if he manages to make it a good one, then the rest will get the courage,” Suzy explained, taking exaggeratedly ungainly steps forward. She didn't really feel any adverse effects of the alcohol she imbibed in inside the bar, but she needed an edge. She had never squared off with so many guys in a fight before.

“That bitch is drunk, Scott,” one of Steiner's goons said. “I saw her inside doing shots. In fact, she's so drunk, she can't hit nothin'.” He confidently advanced with a menacing look in his eye. “In fact, she's probably seeing double.”

“Hmm. I've got two fists. One for the each of ya,” Suzy grinned, cracking her knuckles before raising them into a boxing stance.

“Alright, that's enough. This has gone on too far already. We don't want to hurt you guys, but if you keep it up, we'll have no choice,” Valentina announced calmly.

“It's over when I say it's over, bitch! Get 'er, Petey!” Steiner ordered.

The man stopped when a sudden blur of movement halted his advance.

“GOONGALA!” Suzy looked on in surprise to see the a bat wielding Skinny step in with blinding speed and making like Babe Ruth with it across the goon's face. He flew backwards with the crack of wood on bone, skidding along the pavement of the parking lot. Teeth and blood blew out of his mouth, and he slumped into unconsciousness.

“Skinny?” Suzy blinked in utter shock.

“Dammit, Andy!” Valentina shouted, moving up to interject herself between him and the now angry army of goons looking for blood to repay blood.

“What can I say? He deserved it. Man, I really don’t like guys that threaten women,” He said, wiping off the blood staining the bat.

“Hah, so much for staying off the evening news,” Suzy commented, snapping out of it. “But, what about all these clowns?” The assembled goons looked unified at last, and ready to step in and avenge their fallen comrade.

“You take half, and I take half?” Valentina suggested wearily, working the kinks out of her neck up limber up, before taking a fighting stance.

“Try to keep up,” Suzy grinned darkly, raising her fists.

“You stay out of this,” Valentina looked over her shoulder at Andy. Her expression looked none too pleased at his intercession. “We'll handle it.”

“There's no way I'm letting you two take on these guys alone. Besides, I've got an edge, even if it's blunt!” he smirked, flourishing his bat. Valentina had no time to argue, as a few brave, if misguided souls decided to press the attack.

Suzy's large fists met a large man's stomach, sinking in several inches, forcing the air to rush from his lungs. A powerful uppercut sent him sailing in a spray of blood, spit, and teeth. Though powerful, Suzy didn't attack with all her might. These were just love taps. A punch at full strength would easily seriously injure or even kill these goons, and although Suzy enjoyed a good fight, she didn't want to actually murder anyone.

Nevertheless, she was having a ball.

The leather clad vixen laughed with dark glee as she engaged another target, inviting him to swing. Her opponent threw a desperate punch into her exposed ripping belly, hitting what appeared to be solid concrete. Bones in his hand buckled, a finger dislocated. He had little time to bemoan that fact when she rallied and demolished his face with a straight. His nose spread across his features, staining his cheeks with a Rorschach pattern of blood. Several men tried to get away, but Suzy blocked their escape.

Lashing out like cornered animals, the men desperately tried to penetrate Suzy's natural armor. The blows connected, and Suzy knew she was going to have a bruise in several places in the morning, but none of them really hurt. With a mocking laugh, Suzy spun a back-handed knuckle into a man's ear, forcing him to engage in some impromptu acrobatics through the night air. She deflected another man's attack with a meaty forearm before double-axehandleing him to the ground. A third man attempted the leap onto her back. His arms curled around her thick neck in an attempt to choke her out. Suzy resisted his pathetic attempt at a blood choke, and judo-flipped him over onto the concrete. Before he could react, she hoisted him up, and tossed him like a terrified, screaming javelin through the windshield of a truck. He crumpled into a heap in the driver's seat, covered in glass and bleeding from several cuts.

Suzy took stock of the situation, and realized with disappointment that the amount of playmates had been drastically reduced. She casually checked in with how Vally and Skinny were handling their share of the goons.

“Batter up!” Andy shouted, taunting his attackers with a wide swing to keep them at bay. Andy wielded his bat like a master swordsman. He looked like easy prey to the assembled goons because he was considerably smaller and weaker looking than they were, but he was incredibly agile, and a solid ash bat more than evened up the score. He felt like a samurai facing down a group of oni, each probing for a weakness, but getting cracked with his bat for their trouble. He ducked under an attempt at a blindside attack and slammed his bat into the goon's ribs before taking out the back of one on his knees. A broad horizontal sweep made two of the goons hop back out of range. A third took a jab to the balls before receiving a reversed “Louisville Slugger” imprint on his face.

“C'mon guys!” Andy taunted. “You do realize all I got is this wooden bat, right? I thought you were tough!” The more they came on, the more he cracked them one with this bat. One unlucky goon leaned in a bit too far and got pasted alongside the jaw.

“Steeerike! Yer outta there!” he said. They tried to swarm him, but took wood to the face, body and groin before any hits landed. The goons were far too proud to let such a small little guy out fight them and didn't know when to quit. Andy beat them to a pulp with his bat, but maintained a strictly defensive position. He didn't pursue anybody, letting them come to him. Any attack was mowed down like wheat before it could even land. Before he knew it, Andy was out of opponents, the last of them lay moaning and clutching broken bones on the pavement before him. He didn't move from his spot to honor Valentina's wishes. Besides, his girlfriend, and his girlfriend's girlfriend were handling themselves just fine without him.

“And that's the ball-game,” Andy announced proudly, turning to watch Valentina kick some ass.

Valentina took a different tack than either Suzy or her boyfriend. She had no desire to hurt someone, but when a goon tried to punch her in the face, she bobbed and weaved with surprising agility for one her size. With a ballerina's grace she dodged, allowing her foe to unbalance himself. He lunged with a solid punch striking a parked car's rolled up window. The glass shattered, taking with it several bones in his hand. He howled, gripping his injured mitt for emphasis. Valentina lunged, seizing him around the ribs with her enormously muscled arms. Her grip tightened, squeezing the air out of him, catching him as he howled in pain. Unable to breathe, he lost consciousness in short order, allowing her the latitude to hoist his limp form and use it as an impromptu missile against another foe wanting to try his luck. The pair tumbled to the pavement in a jumble of limbs.

Two more men swarmed her, in an attempt to overwhelm the massive redhead. With contemptuous ease, she fought off their attacks, and slammed their skulls together with a vicious crack. Valentina took care not to force the goons together too hard, but they would wake up with a helluva migraine, and that was okay with her.

One more man attempted a bum rush, screaming in nervous fury. His wild hook whiffed over Valentina's head. She brought up her knee and drove it into his gut, prompting him to vomit quite horrifically from the sheer force. Wrinkling her nose in distaste, she carefully checked to make sure none of it got on her, before letting his carcass slough off of her raised knee onto the pavement.

“Ugh, grody,” she muttered, fixing her hair before casually stepping over the broken bodies of the fallen to address the rest of the assembled brute squad. Suzy joined at her side, grinning madly. They were all disquiet, looking to each other for support, but the prevailing wisdom leaned towards the better part of valor. More than half of the assembled crew fled on the spot, but weren’t pursued.

That left five guys nervously contemplating whether or not they stood a chance. Steiner wasn't one of them. In the confusion, he seemed to have slipped away.

“You know what’s going to happen, don’t you?” Valentina asked the goons, looking to avoid further violence. “There’s no shame in running from a hopeless situation.”

“Y’mean you’ll let us go?” one of the goons asked, voice high and wavering from nerves.

“Of course,” Valentina said with a genial smile. “But, if you decide to attack...” she continued, the good humor draining completely from her face and voice, letting the men know where they stood, “we’re gonna fuck you guys up. For serious.”  Her blue eyes were as ice. Thick knots of muscle swelled intimidatingly beneath her freckled skin. The taller, bigger woman just cracked her bloody knuckles, smiling wickedly as bloodlust overtook her.

“Oh no, by all means, continue,” Suzy purred darkly. “I insist.” The tight leather of her clothes seemed ready to burst off of her elaborately muscled physique.

Most of these men had witnessed just how strong these women were and how devastating they could be when provoked. They looked at the Amazons who stood in anticipation of sudden violence, and down at the prostrate, unconscious, and bloody men who never stood a chance against the mighty females in the first place. It looked like a train wreck had occurred, rather than a fight. Neither woman was fazed in the slightest, and they must've taken out at least a couple dozen strong men between them in the span of several seconds! Even the shrimp with the bat was able to take down anything that was thrown at him.

“Man, sheeyit, I ain’t even wit’ dees mo’fuckas,” another goon declared, turning and leaving.

“Yeah, fuck this.”

“You said it.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Yo, man.”

And with that, the fight was over. The remaining men left, some helping those who were regaining consciousness to their feet, others wanting nothing more to do with the rag-tag group of goons they were formerly associated with. Andy nodded in satisfaction, slinging the bat over his shoulder. He turned to see Valentina angrily storming over to him. His blood ran cold at the look in her eye. She seized the bat from his hands and contemptuously snapped it into kindling before tossing in over the horizon.

“And just what the hell were you thinking?!” she demanded.

“What?” he croaked. She shoved him gently, but caused him to stagger back nevertheless.

“Don't 'what' me! I told you to stay out of this!”

“Hey, Val--” Suzy attempted to interject on Andy's behalf, but Valentina wasn't having it.

“No, don't,” she commanded, before turning her withering glare at Andy.

“I wasn't going to let you take on all those guys on your own,” Andy replied in a small voice. Valentina stared at him, before exhaling through her nose sternly. Some of the anger disappated, but she spoke firmly.

“I understand what you thought you were doing, but when I tell you to stay out, I mean it,” she said with angry patience. Andy averted his eyes and looked hurt. Valentina regretted her words, but didn't know how else to express herself properly. She softened her tone even further, and took him by the shoulders. “Look, I know you wanted to help. But, we didn't need it.”

“I'm sorry,” Andy murmured, feeling two feet small. “But I just couldn't sit idly by.”

“C'mon, Val, lay off him,” Suzy said, coming to Skinny's side. “He did alright. Besides, he's no shrinkin' violet. Skinny helped take care o' those guys no problem. I didn't know the lil' runt had it in 'im!”

“Not helping, Suzy,” Valentina warned.

“Come off it, Freckles. You're honestly all pissy about havin' a boyfriend who'd risk 'imself to protect you? C'mon!” Suzy snorted.

“That's not the point!” Valentina shouted. “I specifically told him to stay back. He didn't listen. If something had happened...”

“Yeah, but it didn't. Skinny handled himself well. I know you like to baby him, but he's a tougher sons-a-bitch than you give 'im credit for. He didn't back down, even when the odds were stacked against him.”

“I don't care. And I don't baby him. I just know that he rushes forward without thinking sometimes.”

“Oh, so now he's stupid? Izzat what you're saying?” Suzy argued defensively.

“That's not what I said! Not what I said at all!” Valentina shouted.

“Don't you bitches ever shaddap?” Steiner called out, causing both Suzy and Valentina to snap their heads in his direction. In the confusion, he had snuck up on Andy and had him in a chokehold. Andy struggled mightily, but Steiner was able to overpower him easily. “There, that's more like it! Ha, ain't so tough wit'out yer bat, now are ya!”

“Steiner...” Suzy growled.

“Let him go,” Valentina hissed through gritted teeth. Suzy immediately knew Steiner's lifespan could be counted in mere moments. She also knew better than to get directly involved. Valentina was in pre-launch mode now. The redhead was enraged to the breaking point. She didn't show it, but Suzy knew Valentina enough to know the signs of fury. She was unblinkingly glaring at Steiner with pinpoint eyes, working out plans of action in her head to wrest Andy from Steiner's grasp and beat him to death with his own arms after she wrenched them from their sockets.

“You probably should listen to her, Steiny. Val ain't playin' anymore,” Suzy warned.

“Shaddap!” Steiner shouted.

“I mean it. She'll kill you,” Suzy continued. “You think what she did to your goons was bad, puttin' your hands on Skinny was the dumbest mistake you ever made in your life. I mean, aside from bleachin' yer hair.”

“I SAID SHADDAP BITCH!” Steiner roared. “Now then, now that I got yer attention--”

“Last warning. Let. Him. Go. NOW!” Valentina yelled loudly. Steiner blinked at the blind rage etched on her beautiful face. She had gone feral. He tried to formulate a plan, but the red head began advancing towards him. Steiner seized a tighter grip on his hostage and tried backing up.

“Back the fuck up, bitch! I-I swear I'm gonna...!” he blubbered.

“No,” Valentina said, deceptively calm. She quickened her pace.

“L-last warning,” Steiner whimpered.

“No.”

“Keep back!”

“NO!” Valentina shouted, breaking into a dead run towards Steiner. His heart stopped, watching the massive redhead gunning for him. Andy used the weakening of Steiner's grip against him, slamming the back of his head into Steiner's nose twice, stunning him, before wrenching clear of his arms. He then lashed out with his foot as he fell, connecting with Steiner's groin, doubling him over in pain just as Valentina leapt and sailed through the air, catching him by the skull and driving Steiner down into the pavement. Andy rolled away from the impact and Suzy quickly snatched Andy up, pulling him free of the beating his enraged girlfriend was about to lay on the stupid asshole.

She straddled him and began hammering his face into hamburger. She didn't pull back anything this time. Steiner's face broke under the onslaught. She felt nothing. Nothing mattered to her other than retribution. Steiner had to pay. She didn't stop punching until a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist. Valentina looked back over her shoulder to witness Andy plaintively begging her to stop.

“Val, please! No more!”

The rage disappated like a red veil being lifted from over her eyes. She became aware of herself once more. She looked at her bloody hand and then at the mess of Steiner's face below. Miraculously, he was still alive. Both orbital bones were fractured, his nose was pounded flat, his jaw broken into little pieces, and most of his teeth were gone. A bloody bubble swelled and popped from the ruined mess of his nose signifying breathing. A few more hits, and his skull would've been a chunky kind of meat salsa. He would need some serious reconstructive surgery, and may never eat solid food again, but he was alive, likely to be hospitalized for months.

“Val, please...” Andy whispered. He squeezed her wrist tightly, as if he could hold her back. Valentina sighed, centering herself. Without a word, she rose to her feet and turned to look at her boyfriend. He looked so scared it made her heart hurt.

“I'm sorry,” Valentina begged, pulling him into a tight hug, holding him and refusing to let him go.

“It's alright,” he said reassuringly. Valentina knew it wasn't but she didn't want to argue. She simply wanted to hold him. He was safe, that was all that mattered.

“I wish you didn't have to see that,” Valentina whispered painfully.

“I'm sorry for getting caught. You're right. I shouldn't get involved,” Andy replied.

“Don't be sorry. You're a good man. You only did what you thought was right. I can't ask anything more than that, and I shouldn't be mad that you're willing to defend my honor. I love you,” Valentina breathed, smiling tearfully. Andy gently shed tears of his own, also smiling at his amazing girlfriend.

“I love you too, my heroine,” he purred, standing up on his toes to kiss her passionately. Valentina scooped him up into her arms and made out with him even as people poured out of the bar to survey the aftermath of the carnage that had just unfolded.

“What the hell is going on out here?” A few voices called out. A crowd of onlookers spilled out of the bar to witness the scene. Several big, strong men lay on the ground, groaning and writhing in pain. Two Amazons and a small man stood triumphant. It didn't take long to put two and two together. Suzy took it upon herself to explain what happened to the people, and they believed her. After all, many of them know Steiner's reputation and weren't unhappy to see him taken down a peg. Still, destruction of this magnitude would be hard to ignore, and quite a few of the attackers would need serious medical treatment. The police would likely get involved.

Almost immediately, a cover story was hatched. Several people agreed to witness a brutal gangland beating between the goons and a group of bikers that had come out this way before. That kind of thing had happened with enough relative frequency that would likely fly with the police. Suzy and Valentina had left before the attacks would happen.

The three piled into their vehicles and made good their escape after thanking everyone, getting the hell out of Dodge before things got hairier than they already were.

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Andy followed Valentina and Suzy in the SUV inside Suzy's magnificent car. He had the opportunity to drive it a few times and certainly understood the appeal. He found it somewhat hard to believe that such a large woman could even squeeze into the confines of such a vehicle, yet here it was. The engine purred mightily yet seemed to show frustration, as if yearning to tear ass down the country road. Valentina kept a brisk, yet safe pace ahead of him. It wouldn't do to attract undue attention, especially not after tonight's festivities.

That said, there weren't any cops to be seen. It still wasn't much of a relaxing drive though. His mind raced at what just happened.

Valentina nearly killed the loudmouthed Steiner. If he hadn't stepped in, what would've happened? Would she have kept punching until she was smashing wet chunks into the pavement? Would she have let up on her own? He didn't know, and that had scared him a bit. She cooled down immediately after he begged her to lay off, even looking a little sad. She had let go of her earlier anger at him completely, despite bringing her worst fear to life by getting into trouble. Would Valentina have ever hit him? Not like what she did to Steiner, obviously, but would she ever strike him and send him to the floor in anger? Before tonight, Andy wouldn't have ever conceived of it. Oh, sure, they had had their arguments in the past, mostly because they were in disagreement over something stupid. Valentina was usually so easy going that she rarely got opinionated about anything. Andy himself was far more pig-headed, but not so much that he wasn't amenable to wisdom. Usually whatever tiff had erupted between them was resolved almost instantly.

He hated to think that he should ever walk on eggshells around her, but after tonight's events, he wasn't so sure. She without a doubt loved him just as much as she always had. But she had never gotten into his face before. And that worried him. No doubt they would talk about it later, but for now, Andy concentrated on the road.
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Just a bit more to go. I promise it'll be over soon.

[Jeremy Lightning]

Another great chapter, really liked what I saw out of it, I'm not much of a foot fetishist either, but I have used it in the past because it's one of the biggest things you can do to make someone look completely subdued and submissive, to really emphasize someone's domination over some else. The second part of the chapter, with the girls taking on Steiner's goons and then Val beating the absolute crap out of Steiner himself, showing more rage, like there's a light switch that is flipped and it isn't flipped back off until Andy is able to bring her out of it. Good to see also that Andy isn't a complete wimp, of course he is still nowhere near as strong as Val or Suzy, but working out with them and of course having vigorous sexual relationships with both of them must have toughened him up greatly.  k+!

[NinjaStar]

The ride home was uncomfortably silent. Suzy cast sideways glances at her best friend and lover who white-knuckled the steering wheel all while keeping her lips pressed tightly together in deep thought. Suzy couldn't help but stare at the remains of Steiner's face on Valentina's knuckles. She didn't bother wiping the gore clean before getting into the vehicle and taking off. Suzy didn't know whether Valentina left Steiner's blood on her hand on purpose, or if she was so intent on bugging out that she didn't remember to do so. Something clearly bothered her, yet she didn't speak. Suzy didn't either.

She didn't know what she saw back there in the parking lot. Valentina straddling the loudmouth and damn near caving his skull in with her fists. Suzy noted how mechanically Valentina hit Steiner. She was white-hot with rage, yet she never swore or spat. She just raised her fist, punched, drew it back and repeated. Valentina didn't seem to be aware of what she had done until after the fact. As much as Suzy loved a good fight, straight up trying to murder someone was out of the question. It was especially jarring to see that kind of thing out of Valentina.

“I really wish that hadn't have happened,” Valentina murmured out of the blue, as if she knew what Suzy was thinking.

“What?” Suzy asked, feigning as if she didn't hear.

“Back there,” Valentina replied.

“Oh,” Suzy said. She knew full well what was racing through Valentina's mind. The sweet-natured redhead abhorred violence of any kind. The thought of committing it herself must've been inconceivable. A moment of pregnant silence fell between them. Valentina wanted Suzy to talk, but Suzy didn't know any words that could possibly help at the moment.

“I just...” Valentina whispered before tearing up. “I nearly killed him.”

“Hey,” Suzy said soothingly, turning her full attention towards Valentina. “You were doing what you thought was right.”

“Right?!” Valentina snapped, gaping at Suzy in pure disbelief. “It's right to put someone in the hospital for the rest of his natural life? It's right to nearly kill someone?!”

“First of all, ya didn't kill anyone so don't go beatin' yerself up over somethin' ya didn't even fuckin' do. Secondly... yeah. Steiner had it coming,” Suzy stated. Valentina stared at her with wide, tearful eyes. She tried to protest, but Suzy interrupted her to explain. “I know it sounds callous, but think on it. Steiner picked that fight. Steiner was a bully. Everyone at the bar would tell ya the same. It was like the Fates themselves decreed it to happen. If not you, than someone else woulda fer sure. Hell, me even. It was bound ta happen sooner 'r later, Val. Trust me on that one.”

“No, you're wrong,” Valentina shook her head, frowning.

“About what?” Suzy asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Steiner didn't pick that fight,” Valentina answered, before turning to glare at Suzy. “You did.”

“Me?” Suzy balked. “He jumped us, 'member?”

“After you attacked him backstage,” Valentina pressed, totally unforgiving. “If it weren't for you, none of this would've happened.”

“How could I have known--” Suzy began, but Valentina cut her off.

“How could you have known?! Well, let's see. Maybe if you didn't treat people the way you do, then things like this simply wouldn't happen. There's a start.” Suzy looked at Valentina in silent confusion, who was only getting started. “I mean, for Christ's sake, Suzy, every where we go, you start slapping everyone around and treat them like shit. It's only a matter of time before someone fights back.”

Suzy didn't say anything, deciding to let Valentina vent her rage. There was truth to her words anyhow, and part of Suzy knew she deserved it. Every action had a consequence. Until now, Suzy lived without much thought as to what that meant. Everything was in the here and now. Suzy lived for the moment because the next one was not guaranteed. She hadn't expected Steiner to gather his cronies and wait for them to leave the bar. In any event, she didn't fear Steiner, because Suzy didn't fear anybody. There wasn't a man alive that intimidated Suzy.

“You're right,” Suzy said at last. “I shot off at the mouth once too many times, and it came to bite me in the ass. I can only say I'm sorry, and I mean that. I have no excuse,” Suzy said earnestly. Her apology seemed to defuse Valentina somewhat, but the redhead still had her misgivings.

“You put Andy in danger tonight all because of your stupid bullshit. That I simply cannot forgive,” Valentina declared angrily.

“That's unfair an' you know it!,” Suzy, interjected, taking offense to the very idea of ever seeing Andy hurt. “I didn't intend for that to ever happen. I mean that. Ya hafta believe me on that one.”

“It doesn't matter, Suzy. It happened. It was your fault,” Valentina dug in stubbornly.

“Your acting like I set him up to get hurt. I can't believe this,” Suzy shook her head.

“Believe what?” Valentina growled, narrowing her eyes.

“That yer even still on that trip. Andy is not a Goddamned child. He's a grown-ass man capable of making his own decisions,” Suzy explained in exasperation.

“I never said he was, Suzy,” Valentina protested.

“Yet ya act like he's this weedy lil' simpleton lemming who'd be dead without ya there every waking hour o' the day protectin' him from evil. Christ almighty, Val. Didja not see him out there? He knocked out like five or six guys all by his lonesome. He doesn't need you to baby him all the time,” Suzy assured.

“He could've--” Valentina started.

“Coulda, woulda, shoulda,” Suzy cut her off. “He didn't, wouldn't, an' couldn't o' gotten hurt out there, Val. Not Skinny. He's a tough S.O.B. He's gotta be after surviving you, me, AND Ags in bed. We're better than any workout he could ever do. An' even if somehow Skinny got into a scrape he couldn't handle, he's got two Amazons watchin' his back, so he's covered.”

“Steiner snuck up on him--” Valentina began to protest, but Suzy once more talked over her increasingly half-hearted protestations.

“Which Skinny escaped from without a damn scratch.”

“But he still could've been--”

“Enough with the fuckin' 'what ifs,' Val!” Suzy groaned. “Yer basin' all this off of scenarios that didn't happen. Fact is, whatever coulda happened didn't. Believe that with yer own eyes if you don't believe me,” Suzy said, gesturing to the headlights following them at a safe distance. “He knew what he was gettin' into the whole time, Val. Nobody, not you, not I, not even Steiner put a gun to his head and made him do anything Skinny didn't wanna do. Skinny opted to fight alongside us as opposed to run an' hide, or just stand there like a slack-jawed idiot. He made his choice, and I love him for it. An' I know you do too.”

Valentina said nothing, instead looking longingly into the rear view mirror at the headlights of Suzy's car closely tailing them. A small smile spread across her lips. Suzy smirked. Leave to to Skinny to be responsible for brightening Valentina's mood.

“Yeah,” Valentina whispered in agreement. “You're right. I do.”

“See? Told ya. In fact, watchin' Skinny out there bein' a lil' macho he-man made me a lil' wet if we're bein' completely honest here.”

“Suzy...” Valentina grumbled in annoyance, yet she couldn't help herself from widening her smile.

“What? It was pretty hot. I ain't even gonna lie. I'm so used to guys being such pansies around me that seein' a man amongst boys made me really fucking horny. Well, hornier, anyway.” Valentina smiled a little bit more, but tried to hide it under a mask of anger.

“What about you, Freckles? How did it make you feel to see yer man out there fightin' alongside us?” Suzy grinned naughtily.

“I wasn't happy,” Valentina answered. Suzy sucked her teeth in irritation.

“Oh come on, Val. Not even a little arousal?” she pressed, leaning in closer, fishing for a reaction. “Not even one stiff nipple? A lil' moistening o' yer panties? Nothing??” Valentina flashed a wicked grin, deciding to throw caution to the wind and get over her mixed feelings.

“Maybe a little,” she allowed.

“I knew it,” Suzy crowed. “What didja feel?”

“I dunno. It was kinda hot, I guess. But I was more worried that he was gonna get hurt by those guys. I know I shouldn't, and I know Andy can handle his own, but I couldn't help it,” Valentina said.

“It's an Amazon thing,” Suzy offered sympathetically.

“Yeah. I want to protect my man, not throw him into the mix where he could hurt himself trying to protect me. It's ironic, I guess.”

“How so?” Suzy questioned.

“If he had done what I told him to do, he probably would've gotten hurt because he wouldn't have been able to defend himself. Because he didn't listen to me, he helped us fight those guys and didn't even get a scratch. He wasn't remotely afraid,” she commented. “Until I started yelling at him...”

She looked sad again. Suzy laid a comforting hand on Valentina's thigh. “You were a bundle o' nerves, Val. You were just worried about him's all.”

“Even so, he was scared of me. He's been scared of me twice in one night. I hate myself for that. I hate that I could ever make him feel that way about me. I don't like it when people are afraid of me. I'm not a monster,” Valentina murmured.

“O' course yer not,” Suzy replied softly. “You are easily one of the sexiest, most beautiful women I've ever laid eyes on, Vally. Anyone who says differently is a Goddamned fool. Ask Skinny and he'll tell ya the same.”

Valentina smiled slightly and blushed beautifully and demurely. “Thank you, Suzy.”

“I mean it. You're hot, Val. You know how many men were checkin' you out tonight? The whole damn bar. You were the approachable one. I was the scary psycho bitch that everyone was afraid of. But that's okay. I don't mind playing that role.”

“I still can't get over the fact that I seriously hurt someone. Jerk or not, nobody deserves what I did to Steiner,” Valentina frowned thoughtfully. Suzy couldn't pretend to know what was racing through her mind.

The two lapsed into a thoughtful silence once more.

Valentina couldn't stop feeling guilty about beating Steiner to within and inch of his life. It had been so easy. He tried to fight back, but her very first punch knocked the fight right out of him. The second ruined his nose. The third, fourth, fifth, sixth... She thanked God that she was stopped before she crushed his skull. Steiner's face was chum by the time she had finished. His blood caked her fist still. She could feel it drying and congealing against her skin. She wanted to wipe it off, but there was nothing to wipe it off with. She didn't want to stain the car with blood, or her even her ruined clothes. A shower. That's what she needed.

She looked back at Andy in Suzy car bringing up the rear. He had stopped her from crossing the big moral line. What did he think of her? Was he scared? Disgusted? Saddened? Valentina didn't know. She didn't get much time to talk to him. The new friends they had made at McGrundy's were quick to set them on their way to avoid the police. Andy spoke a few comforting words to her, but he had been stiff and tense while she held him. The very idea that he was frightened of her made her sick. Valentina regretted yelling at him for getting involved in the fight, but what else could she do? He was her beloved, she his protector. What good was an Amazon if she couldn't protect those she loved? Andy not only endangered himself on her behalf, he scoffed at the notion of being protected.

He was an able fighter to be sure. Brave, too. But it just felt wrong to allow him to put his life on the line. She wasn't afraid of her own safety. She didn't like fighting, but that didn't necessarily mean she didn't know how. She was an Amazon. She would never shy away from a fight she couldn't avoid, especially when someone she loved was in danger.

But it was time to pull the SUV into the driveway of her beautiful, secluded home and bite the bullet.

[NinjaStar]

Andy pulled in alongside Valentina and killed the powerful engine of Suzy's black beast. The throaty roar abruptly silenced once the he pushed the ignition button. He could definitely understand the appeal one of these vehicles could have, but he wasn't much of a car guy. No doubt she was high-maintenence, much like her owner.

"Home sweet fuckin' home," Suzy said as he stepped outside her car and handed the key fob back to her. Suzy stretched luxuriously, making the expanse of her brawny body billow outwards. The leather clothing lashed to her body creaked ominously. Suzy caught him staring and offered a sexy smile. She leaned down from on high and placed a tender kiss on his forehead before draping a heavily muscled arm over his shoulder and escorting him around the cars. Valentina didn't wait for either of them, already unlocking the front door and stepping inside the house.

Andy frowned, but nevertheless followed her inside with Suzy in tow. She was at the kitchen sink, furiously scrubbing her hands. She applied lots of soap and scoured them clean, as if she were trying to peel the very skin off. Valentina sheepishly noted that he was staring at her, but didn't slow her attempts to get clean.

“What's wrong?” he asked in a comforting voice. She demurred her eyes.

“Nothing. Just got some gunk on them,” Valentina replied nonchalantly. As always, her lies didn't hold much water. Andy remembered how bloody her knuckles were after Steiner's pummeling. They had been in such a haste to leave, she didn't clean them off. From the way she was acting, she obviously was horrified at the mess on her hands, but didn't want that stuff on the inside of the car, or her clothes. Andy decided to press the issue further, but instead, he wordlessly came up to her and began to help her wash up.

Valentina looked at her boyfriend and slowly allowed him to clean off her bloody hands. His own surprisingly strong hands were gentle and loving, taking care not too be too rough on her swollen, bruised knuckles, but being thorough enough to remove any of the crimson residue from sight. As he cleaned her hands, his eyes met hers. The air between them crackled with love and understanding.

“I'm sorry about earlier,” Valentina whispered intimately. Andy shook his head.

“Don't be.”

“No. I am. I shouldn't have yelled at you. You didn't deserve it. You were only looking out for--”

“Shhh,” Andy silenced her by gently pressing a wet finger up against her lips. His very touch was electrifying. He knew the effect he had on her and gently traced the outline of her sensual lips. “It's water under the bridge, my love,” he purred. His deep voice resonated in her ears, working in conjunction with his hands, now working their way down her muscled neck to settle on her bulging chest, to turn her on. Her forgotten lust came back with a vengeance. Andy's warmth and closeness, mixed with his cologne, handsome face, and solid, but slender body pressed up against her own made Valentina wet.

In a sexual rage, the redheaded Amazon scooped her little man up and set him on the kitchen island to mitigate the height difference between the two. He responded to her show of strength with widened, lustful eyes, and hot, intense breaths. His massive erection stabbed her in the belly, only turning the flames up higher in her loins. Valentina crushed him against her with a deep, probing kiss. Andy moaned sensually at her aggression, responding with an equal zeal of his own, running his strong hands through her coppery hair and down her massive, rippling back. Valentina huffed and proceeded to try and devour him from the insides out. They kissed for a long, long time before coming apart to breathe. Even so, their lips hovered mere electrons apart. Their hot, ragged breaths mingled. Valentina suckled and nibbled on his crushed, punished lips, making him wince in wonderful agony and desire her even more.

“So, you're not mad?” Andy whispered hopefully.

“No,” Valentina replied. “I was just scared of losing you.”

“You'll never lose me, Val,” Andy declared intimately, pulling his Amazon warrior queen into another, even more sexual kiss. Valentina moaned into his mouth, loving what his tongue was doing to hers. She went weak in the knees, shivering wonderfully while his hands roamed down her muscled back. Andy pulled away from her sweet lips to move down her thick, bull-neck and brawny traps.

She turned and regarded the watching Suzy with half-veiled, pleasured eyes. “Feeling left out?” she cooed. Suzy looked around as if Valentina had addressed someone else before quizzically pointing to herself for confirmation.

“Who, me?” Suzy teased.

“Yes, you, dummy. C'mere,” Valentina ordered her to step forward with a sensual finger, something that Suzy was only too happy to acquiesce to. Valentina's long-time lover and sister-in-arms came over, heels clacked loudly onto the hardwood floor. With a burning lust, Valentina reached up and pulled Suzy down to her lips for a deep tongue kiss. The unrelenting sexuality of the redhead made Suzy melt. She wanted to fuck in a bad way and she suspected that Valentina felt the same way.

Valentina turned to face Suzy with Andy still attached to her like a moray eel, and crushed him up against Suzy in a Muscle Sandwich. The Amazons, in their lust, took care not to hurt the fragile little man as they frenched passionately, but he slumped against their bodies from acute female muscle overload. Between the proverbial rock and a hard place, so to speak. The kissed long and deep, but loosened the embrace ever so slightly after a while to allow Andy to breath. He was still effectively pinned against their bodies, but a goofy grin plastered his face.

“Still alive down there, sweetie?” Valentina teased with a sexy little grin of his own.

“That was a helluva thing,” he murmured, dazed at receiving so much muscle at once.

“Mmm, I could get used to this,” Valentina said to Suzy, lovingly kissing her trapped boyfriend's forehead.

“I know what you mean,” Suzy replied, leaning down to nuzzle him affectionately.

“He's so small and weak--” Valentina began.

“--and we're so big and strong--” Suzy supplied, fully playing along.

“We can do whatever we want with him, and there's absolutely nothing, not one thing, that he can do about it.”

"Of course," Suzy replied. “There's just somethin' 'bout scrawny, weak lil' boys that REALLY gets my fire going... How 'bout you?” She asked Valentina, while putting a hand down Andy's pants to curl her fingers around his massive boner.

“Oh, yeah,” Valentina heartily agreed. “I love weak little boys too. I especially love it when they worship my muscles. Do you want to worship our big, hard, PUMPED muscles, sweetie?” she rhetorically asked her ensconced boyfriend who was already nodding before she finished her sentence. “Good answer, baby. I'd hate to think of what we'd have to do to you if you said 'no.' Come with me,” she purred seductively, sauntering past her lovers and heading towards the stairs.

Suzy locked her arms around him, preventing him from moving, or escaping, as if he even wanted to, and carried him under her arm like a favorite stuffed animal. Valentina headed upstairs first, tantalizingly taking each step up slowly, giving her lovers a show of her legs and butt. Her blown out leggings hugged her curves to perfection, showing off every contour as she stepped. Suzy followed at a deliberate pace, taking in the sights as much as Andy was. Valentina's legs alone were the most amazing wheels in the world, but her butt was something else entirely. She was thick and curvy enough to drive any red-blooded man insane with lust, but her explosive muscularity truly stole the show. Heading into the bedroom, Valentina turned on the lights just enough to create a warm, intimate setting. Suzy headed over to the bed and sat down with Andy nestled snugly on her warm, leather-clad lap. She left his arms free to do as he willed, but he was otherwise immobile.

Valentina seductively stepped forward and stood before the two with a ravishing smile on her beautiful face. She playfully teased his hair with her strong fingers before cupping his face to look up into her eyes. She leaned forward and planted a soft, almost intangible kiss on his lips before drawing his lower lip into her mouth and suckling and nibbling. She seemed to delight in his worship of Valentina, almost as if she were vicariously worshiping alongside him.

“Mmm,” Suzy purred into his ear. “Look at her.” He didn't have to be told twice. Valentina was so gloriously strong and muscular. Andy couldn't contain his almost-virginal excitement at exploring her beautifully sculpted body once more.  Valentina loved the boyish wonder on his face while he bore witness to just how big and strong she was for the millionth time.

His hands gripped the widened neckline of her torn, useless shirt and tugged. The weakened fabric came away with ease, revealing Valentina's body. He had seen her naked a million times, and yet, each time, she never ceased to amaze him with her physique. She was living marble, carved like a Greek statue by the gods themselves, though her skin was soft and hot to the touch. The bulging muscle beneath was as hard and unyielding as ever. She shrugged off the tatters of her shirt, letting it fall to the floor of the bedroom without a care. Andy's hands caressed her muscles with loving worship and practice. Hands strengthened by lengthy, sensual massages rubbed the ripples of her belly and obliques, tracing the rounded hills and deep troughs of her abs. She exhaled as she crunched down, tightening her belly to the point of ridiculousness. If he were inclined, he could take a sledgehammer to her stomach and have to go buy a new one immediately after it broke.

But he was content to merely worship her heavily muscled belly manually.

He worked his way up her stomach to her chest. Valentina's pecs rippled and striated with the slightest movement, to say nothing of the explosion of muscle when she flexed her chest for real. Valentina's pecs were enormous. They were simply too massive to cup with both hands. Her nipples bolted out like daggers, begging to be attended to. He couldn't resist the lure of her pecs any longer, and began exploring their expanse with his mouth. His lips covered areas that his hands alone could not, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from his red-haired girlfriend.

“Worship me...” Valentina breathed, kissing his forehead, a goddess in love with her favored mortal lover. Her fellow goddess Suzy leaned in around Andy's head and met her lips with a sloppy lusty kiss.  Andy's reverence for her body made her hot being measure, and Suzy's erotic charms drove her insane. Her groin moistened with sexual lust for the little man kissing her pecs with tender love and care and he hot giantess frenching her deeply. She hissed when he took her pointed nipples into his mouth and began gently teasing her areolae with his tongue. He pressured the nipple itself with his teeth, biting down with enough force to draw a gasp from his girlfriend, but not enough to make her want to slap him. A man's got to know his limitations, after all. He sucked deeply on her nipple, eagerly flicking his tongue around, battering it senseless before moving on to the other nipple and doing the same.

Valentina threw her head back and giggled amorously. “Mmm...” she lowed, burying his face into her pecs, forcing a more up-close and personal kind of worship, not that Andy minded in the slightest. She happily flexed her pecs, forcing them to bulge and dance for his pleasure. His tongue raked the deep trough between them, gauging the fantastic depth between, before orally counting every muscle fiber in her chest.

Valentina sighed pleasurably when his worship moved to her broad shoulders. She spread them, allowing her wings to unfurl. Valentina's lats were so thick and beefy, Andy's hands struggled to contain their swelling. His fingers popped open but she kept on flexing.

“Bam,” she snarled, standing at full width before him, inviting him to feel her with her burning blue eyes. Unable to resist such an allure, Andy happily complied. Valentina's mighty shoulders were so broad and enormous, he felt like a small child compared to her, the domes of her deltoids were like ripe pumpkins. Her lats were so full and thick, and her waist so seemingly tiny. She cut an incredibly figure standing before him as she did. Valentina watched him worship her body with bated breath. He was so close to her that he drove her wild with sexual desire. With an erotic growl, she curled her arms into a detonation of a bicep flex.

“Such power...” Suzy moaned into his ear, saying what he was thinking. “Can you handle all that, little man?”

“I can damn well try,” Andy declared with steadfast determination. He reached out and cupped the enormity of Valentina's peaks. Her biceps were over 30” cold, though he had no idea how big they were in reality. It had been some time since she was measured. Rest assured though, she was big. He loving rubbed her bulging, massive peaks, cupping them while she flexed, feeling them swell and become harder than steel. He watched her flex her arms slowly, repeatedly, making them swell with the pump. He was totally enraptured by her beauty and her abundant power.

“Would you...” he began timidly, unsure if it was right for him to interrupt the show.

“Hmm?” she cooed sweetly, her clear blue eyes searching his.

“Would you... kiss your biceps?” Andy requested.

Valentina smiled sexily, capitulating to her man's desires. With profound eroticism, she drew her mountainous biceps up to her juicy, delectable lips and planted a dick exploding kiss upon the very peak of her powerful guns. Her soft, exaggeratedly orgasmic moans sent his libido into overdrive. If Suzy weren't holding him on her lap, he would've leapt at Valentina and began tearing the rest of her clothes off in a sexual frenzy. There was something about an Amazon so unrepentantly in love with her own power that made him go berserk. Valentina wheeled around, flexing her arms from the back, showing off the powerful muscles therein before kissing her other bicep with just as much lewdness as before.

“Oh my god...” Andy whispered, maddened with lust.

“Hey, Vally, I think he likes it,” Suzy teased. The sexy redhead turned around to regard her crazed boyfriend. She giggled softly.

“Oh, I'll bet,” she purred before settling down on the bed next to him. She draped her heavily muscled leg across his lap while leaning her pumped bicep into his face. “Go on, baby. Give 'em a taste,” she commanded erotically into his ear. Andy didn't need to be told twice. His lips graciously pressed against her mass of muscle, paying it great lip service. Valentina cooed in pleasure, loving his fervent worship of her strength. Nothing in the world make her feel sexier. “I love it when you kiss my muscles, sweetie,” she breathed, teasing his ear with her tongue. “I love to make you hard by flexing. It turns me on soooo much...” She settled into his lap once more, sloppily kissing him while crushing his slender form between her and Suzy. His big cock was full to bursting. It was so tempting to simply tear off his clothes and fuck him right there, but she had a mind to tease him further. With a lustful giggle, she hopped off his lap mid-kiss, leaving him wondering what the hell just happened. He looked at her wildly, making her turned on even more.Valentina rested a booted foot on his crotch, teasing his swollen groin with he toe of her sexy, knee-high boots. She bade her boyfriend to undo the straps around her massive calves and slender ankles before having him hold onto her boots while she sinuously withdrew her dainty, almost comparatively tiny foot free. Valentina's feet were much like her hands; dainty and feminine and devoid of any unpleasant roughness. Her toenails were pedicured into perfection, and painted a hot pink color. She teased at his lips with her pretty, painted toes, trailing downwards over his torso and down to his crotch, where she kicked her boot free and massaged her toes onto his prominent erection. Valentina repeated the same with her other foot until she was standing barefoot in front of him and Suzy with only her destroyed leggings on. She grabbed Andy's hands and placed them on her slender waist.

"Here," she said, guiding Andy's hands down to the waistband of her leggings. Slipping his thumbs into the tight waistband, Valentina began to undulate, and dance to a rhythm known only to her, letting him pull downwards and slowly rock her leggings over her beautiful, girly hips, explosive thighs, tiny knees, and mammoth calves. Valentina shifted from one foot to the other to allow Andy to pull her skin-tight pants off. Her ankles were slender until his hands traveled up the Achilles and soleus where the circumference greatly exploded outwards.

Valentina stepped up onto the bed, giving her seated boyfriend a more intimate view of her massive legs. Those mighty calves of hers hardened considerably in Andy's hands as Valentina stood up on her toes. The muscles balled up into solid masses of granite. There was hardly any give to them while at rest, but the tissue became as steel while flexed. The sharp cuts that defined the gastrocnemius muscles made them seem deadly to the touch. Suzy could only attempt to swallow her jealousy comparing Valentina's calves to her own as she watched Andy explore her legs with joyous bliss etched on his handsome face. Suzy felt her own legs were certainly awesome, but they lacked the blossoming size and definition that Valentina seemed to effortlessly possess.

Valentina's knees were swallowed between her huge calves and hulking thighs. The tiny little joint seemed cartoonishly small in comparison to the tree-trunk girth and sheer mass of Valentina's quads. Neither Andy nor Suzy could never get enough of Valentina's legs. Suzy's thighs were bulky and massive, but Valentina's put hers to shame. Each thigh burst with muscle like ripe fruit. Her quads in particular seemed to jump out of her skin even while not flexing. Andy's fingers ran reverently over the grand hills and canyons of Valentina's mighty thighs, while Suzy suffered from the acute bite of jealously tempered with her own extreme muscle-lust.

"It's just not fair," she murmured into his ear.

“What isn't?” Andy replied absently, taking it upon himself to kiss the inside of Valentina's thighs. The redhead gasped excitedly the closer he got to her hot, wet groin.

“These legs of hers,” Suzy replied. “They just won't stop growin'.”

“Don't hate me because I'm beautiful,” Valentina purred with a wink. However, try as she might, Suzy couldn't bring herself to hate Valentina for having better legs than she ever could. The beefy redhead was as huge as she was sexy. Suzy couldn't get enough.

“I could never...” Andy murmured dreamily, intimately massaging her inner thighs with his lips. Valentina sighed rapturously the closer he got to her sweet spot.

“She wasn't talkin' to you, dummy,” Suzy said reproachfully, gently squeezing Andy for emphasis. He wasn't listening. Instead, his face was buried into Valentina's steaming groin. Her familiar musk was an aphrodisiac to him. His lips massaged her labia through the wet fabric of her teeny-tiny little thong, his tongue teasing her big, juicy, erect clit as it jabbed into the fabric. It felt tremendous, but Valentina didn't want to cum just yet. She wanted to savor this evening. Instead of letting Andy orally please her, she nimbly hopped down off of the bed and exchanged places with Suzy. She readily accepted her disappointed, but still aroused boyfriend onto her muscled lap, and eagerly anticipated Suzy's impending nudity.

The leather-clad giantess turned to the satellite radio player sitting on the dresser adjacent to the bed, bending over at the waist completely straight-legged. The tight leather of her pants creaked, hugging her voluptuous curves and making the material shine around them. She played with the dial a bit until she found an erotic enough beat to shake her enormous bulk to.

Suzy was a very sexy dancer for as big as she was. She moved with a grace that seemed impossible for a woman her size, much less wearing such pointed heels, to even be able to display in the slightest. She let the music take her and swayed her feminine hips in an erotically stirring manner. She ran her fingers through her short, black hair and settled a heart-stoppingly erotic look their way.

“Oh my god...” Valentina breathed lustfully. Suzy squatted down to the floor, splitting her long massively muscled legs apart, curling her arms behind her head. She sent her long, sinuous tongue out of her sensual mouth and blissfully kissed and licked her bulging muscles, all while sending the occasional lewd glance Valentina or Andy's way. She moaned and hyperventilated with powerful self-love, threatening to cum all by herself.

Instead, she locked her dark eyes on her prey, her captive audience, and once more stood at her full height. She rose slowly, inch by inch, wiggling her hips to the sensual beat before slowly stalking towards her lovers. Suzy's hips rolled with exaggerated sensuality before she stopped before them, letting her lovers drink the sheer magnitude and splendor of her body in. From his seated position, Andy only came up to her rippling belly, but that was fine with him. He leaned forward and began kissing the cobblestone-like abs that formed a perfectly symmetrical eight-pack under her smooth, tanned skin. Suzy shuddered in delight at the feeling of his lips engaging her sensitive flesh.

She slithered her way down, rubbing her massive, leather-clad pecs in his face until she came eyeball to eyeball with the little man in Valentina's lap. She said nothing, but promised him many erotic pleasures with her endlessly black eyes. Her large, strong hands reached out and pawed at his little body until she  found the throbbing tee-pee in his pants. She chewed her lip seductively while maintaining eye contact with her prey. She playfully squeezed his massive dick with her long, strong fingers just enough to make him want to burst, but stopping just short. Andy glared at her wildly, but Suzy only smirked, and wagged a finger at him naughtily, before slithering her huge body back up towards Valentina. The aroused Amazon seized the zipper of Suzy's halter with her teeth and tugged downwards, opening up her top to expose mounds of pectoral cleavage inch by erotic inch until her enormous chest was open for all to see.

Suzy shrugged out of her leather top, letting the article fall to the floor behind her. Her pecs were so massive the merest twitch caused them to explode with size and striation. Valentina thought that her own chest was impressive, but Suzy's pecs were legendary. Her skin was a light golden-brown from the frequent tanning she did, but she had no tan-lines on her chest. Her nipples were dark and jutting forward with arousal in Andy's and Valentina's face. Valentina was jealous of Suzy's complexion to allow her to tan so well. Valentina's fair skin only burned in she didn't apply sunscreen, leaving her pale year-round.

Suzy cupped her large, strong hands in front of her and flexed her pecs. She allowed Andy to reach out and feel them, taking her chest muscles into his hands and massaging them. She knew why Valentina was in heaven at the bar while she was being worked into a nice, malleable putty in his strong, capable hands. Andy, for his part, was simply amazed at how thick and full Suzy's chest was. Each flex seemed to make her pecs larger and larger. Her hard nipples dug into his palms like diamonds.

Before he could get too into it, Suzy slapped his hands away and turned her back to them. She flexed her guns, making her gigantic back ripple and coil up like an angry sea. Her biceps nearly touched her fists without Suzy needing to reach out and feel for them. She pumped her arms several times, each flex getting harder and harder than the last. Suzy's arms were out of reach, prompting her to lean in and flex her bicep in Andy's face. He latched onto her arm at the resting position and held on for dear life while she slowly, excruciatingly curled her arm into a flex. Her huge muscles were too much to handle and Andy accidentally let go before her bicep was even at the half-way mark. Suzy smirked triumphantly at his pathetic defeat and kissed the peak of her bicep in victory.

She pivoted towards her audience slightly, straightening her arm out behind her bulk and flexing her triceps. Thick slabs of muscle bulged out from the back of her arms, jutting out several inches. The fat horseshoe shape of her triceps hardened beyond belief. Andy's hands were unable to force the steely muscles to budge in the slightest.Suzy then turned her back to her worshipers and spread her lats to a mind blowing degree. Her back was so thick and broad it could be used as a table for a sumptuous banquet. Suzy's lat spread put Valentina's own impressive take on the pose to complete shame. She killed the pose and danced around a little while she undid her tight leather pants. Slowly, she pushed them down over her hips, down her mighty legs, before stepping out of the discarded garment. Suzy whipped around, hands held behind her head, rolling her hips seductively, all while devouring Andy with her eyes. Gyrating her hips sensuously to the music, Suzy climbed into Andy's lap, and by extension Valentina's, and began giving them a lap dance. Suzy rested her strong hands on Valentina's massive shoulders and ground her hips into Andy's hard erection. She crushed him against her undulating physique and Valentina's, sandwiching him between hot Amazon muscle.

“You don't know how badly I want this dick, Skinny,” Suzy purred, raking her long tongue alongside his face. She kissed him deeply and passionately, all the while bouncing up and down on his throbbing manhood. Andy ran his eager hands down Suzy's mighty back, following the curvature of her spine all the way down to her round, thick, hard glutes and squeezed as best he could. Suzy pulled away from her kiss and grinned lustfully.

“You naughty boy,” she growled playfully, biting his lip and tugging. “Am I gonna hafta punish you?”

“Do your worst,” Andy challenged her, prompting her to bury his face in her immense chest. She smothered him completely with her muscles, pinching down on his waist with her legs. Her eyes met Valentina's, who smiled and nodded. Smelling blood, the Amazons took him down to the mattress together. He was a piece of salt-water taffy to them, ripe to pull and tug this way and that. Suzy curled her arms around his ribs and squeezed down, while Valentina's legs scissored his waist. They squeezed him to within an inch of breaking, knowing full well his pain thresholds and the breaking point of his bones, stopping just within those limits to spare him from serious injury. Try as he might, he couldn't hope to resist their power, so he simply let them have their way with him. The Amazons changed positions, this time Suzy scissoring his head between her thighs, and Valentina bear-hugging his ribs.

Valentina and Suzy ended their holds on his body before propping him up on his knees between them. Then then threw her arms around each other's torso and began squeezing Andy between the both of their bodies. They stopped short of crushing him to death of course, but the pressure bearing down on his body was incredible. The Muscle Sandwich bordered on the painful, but neither Amazon had any interest in hurting him. They squeezed him enough to prompt him to tap, which he did, as frantically as the limited space between their muscles allowed.

The pressure relented, and the Amazons allowed him to collapse back down onto the mattress to recuperate. He drew in ragged, greedy breaths until he noticed Valentina sidling up to his right and Suzy up to his left. Valentina rested a strong hand on his chest and curled her mighty leg over his waist before smiling sweetly and kissing his cheek.

“We weren't too rough on you, were we, sweetie?” she cooed softly into his ear.

“Maybe a little,” Andy replied, exaggerating his weakness. Suzy nuzzled his face, nibbling and kissing his neck as he liked.

She pouted in sympathy before saying, “Aww, poor baby.”

“We have to remember to be careful, Suzy. He's pretty fragile, you know,” Valentina giggled.

“I can be gentle, when I want to be, that is,” Suzy murmured to him, her sexy voice resonating directly into his ear. “But I LOVE weak, skinny little boys. They make me sooooo hot...” Suzy moaned sexually before pulling him into a crushing kiss.

“I hear ya there, Suzy,” Valentina leaned in, massaging his neck and cheek with her soft lips. “He's just so puny and cute. I could eat him up!” Suzy released her lip lock on Andy to give Valentina a go, who kissed him with such erotic passion, he thought he was going to cum in his pants. He was so close; any more from these incredible women and he would for sure. Valentina must've known that. When her hands began rubbing their way down south, he knew he was in trouble. They found their way down inside his pants and began stimulating his hard cock as she made out with him. Unable to take anymore, Andy came ingloriously. Valentina continued to rub his dick and kiss him long after he spilled his last seed. When she finally pulled away from him, his face burned with embarrassment. But instead of judging him, Valentina merely flashed her illuminating smile and kissed his cheek.

“Uh, oh,” Suzy teased, noting the dark stains in his pants with a giggle. “Looks like somebody had an accident. Whaddiya wanna do with him now, Vally?”

“I think he's a dirty boy. He needs a good scrubbing,” Valentina decreed.

"Mmm," Suzy replied, taking a sniff check of herself before wincing, "That sounds good."

They adjourned into the attached master bathroom, pulling Andy along with them. When he began taking off his clothes, Valentina stopped him.

"No, let me," she purred.

Andy shrugged and let her slowly unwrap his toned, athletic body like a Christmas gift. His shirt was pulled over his head, revealing his lean, athletic torso. Suzy came up from behind and sighed rapturously, eagerly running her strong fingers over the lines of his body the same as Valentina did. As much guff as Suzy liked to give him about being scrawny, he was actually pretty well built. His body was honed from intense exercise the same as theirs, but to a much lesser degree. He wasn't a bodybuilder, but rather an endurance athlete. He trained for stamina, not strength. Suzy's big hands took great, heaping handfuls of his body for her own. She pawed mercilessly at him, wanting to sink her teeth into his sexy little body and tear him to pieces. Skinny was just her type. She just wanted to throw his little body to the floor and fuck him for hours.

Valentina found Andy beautiful. Her boyfriend had an aesthetically pleasing body, cut and chiseled to perfection, rather than bulky and huge, like a Greek statue come to life. A male Galatea. She didn't particularly care for big muscles on men. She liked the feeling of how warm and soft his hairless skin was. He shaved his chest at her urging, knowing she liked that better than the caveman look. He wasn't a hairy guy to begin with, so maintaining his body hair wasn't much of a chore. Whatever made her happy, Andy had no problem doing.

Suzy continued to fawn over his body, kissing his neck while whispering sweet little eroticisms into his ear, while Valentina worked at his belt and stripped the rest of his clothes off him. The Amazons pulled him into the shower and kicked on the water. The water was warm, but the tender embrace of the Amazons was hot. They delighted running their impossibly strong hands all over his body to undo the minor damage they did in the bedroom. Every time he tried to reciprocate, they slapped his hands away gently, chiding him that what they were doing was for him alone. They massaged his muscles with tender love and care, taking turns at making him into a puddle of goo before Valentina grabbed his favorite body wash and began soaping up his body with it. Suzy joined in, and Andy was covered in a masculine scented lather. The smell seemed to drive his girls crazy as they scooped him up into their arms to passionately make out with him before passing him back and forth to one another.

Suzy plowed him into the cold shower wall, violently jamming her tongue down his throat and lashing it around. She moaned ferociously and ground her face into his until it hurt. Andy returned her violent passion, much to her delight, clawing at her massive back and squeezing her hard muscles as best he could. Suzy hissed in erotic agony when she pulled away, prompting him to chomp down on her lip, drawing a bright red pinprick of blood. The huge Amazon growled ferociously and gave him a look that he had trouble figuring out. Did she want to fuck him or kill him? He still couldn't tell when she came crashing into him again, kissing him with even more violence than before. Her coppery blood tainted the kiss to a degree, but he couldn't deny the erotic appeal of her aggression.

She literally threw him without warning as soon as she pulled away from his kiss with an impassioned roar over to her accomplice. Valentina deftly caught him before he went careening into the tile and grout, even though his body was slick with soap.

“Mmm,” she purred concupiscently, her soft lips massaging his neck. “Gotcha.” Effortlessly cradling his body in her arms. “Was mean ol' Suzy being too rough with you? Let me make it all better.” She delighted in rinsing him off, manually rubbing his soapy body down to remove the lather. Her strong hands made him feel like he was made of Play-Doh. If she ever had the inclination, she could tear him apart with her bare hands. The power coursing through her fingers was terrifying and exhilarating at once. “There, all clean, sweetie,” Valentina purred sexily, pulling him into her body to hold him under the warm deluge. “You smell so good...” she intoned erotically, lovingly nuzzling his face and neck before kissing him deeply. She held him like an Amazon soldier coming home on VJ day, cradling him protectively but holding him completely under her power. He lost himself in the kiss, running his fingers through her wet red hair and battling her tongue with his own. His erection returned in full force, swelling rapidly and throbbing, aching with the desire to enter her tight, muscled womanhood. Valentina giggled, feeling it jab into her belly. All eleven inches of him stiff and begging to be attended to.

“I want you,” Andy whispered intimately once they ended their long, erotic kiss. His eyes pleaded for her to just take him right then and there. His Amazon, his protector, his goddess. He could die right now in her arms and be happy. Valentina merely smiled.

“First things first, sweetie,” she purred, setting him back on his feet. He realized with muted disappointment that she wasn't done cleaning him yet. She took his bottles of shampoo and conditioner and tossed Suzy a bottle before she squirted a healthy dollop into her strong hands. “You wanna help we with this, Suzy? He's got quite the head of hair here.”

“My pleasure,” Suzy replied and loomed over him from behind. There was something about two pairs of infinitely strong hands rubbing his scalp so gently that made him go weak in the knees. Hands that could bend steel and crush concrete massaging his eggshell-like skull. He rested easily against Suzy's hugeness, breathing languidly from pleasure. “You like it when we wash you, Skinny?” Suzy purred rhetorically. Her sonorous but feminine voice rumbling deep in her massive chest, vibrating his body with ever syllable.
“Yes...” he hissed sibilantly.

“We like getting you clean,” Valentina joined in.

“Yeah. It's like holding your life in our hands,” Suzy explained. “Just think how strong we are, Skinny, and think of how gentle we're being. If we wanted to, we could hurt you so badly and you'd be helpless to stop us.”

“But we don't want you to be hurt,” Valentina clarified. “We love you.”

“Uh huh,” agreed Suzy. “You're the luckiest little boy in the world, Skinny. All this muscle, all this hot Amazon, all to yourself. It's amazing that you're not an even bigger jerk than you could be.”

“Suzy!” Valentina chided with some amusement.

“What? He knows I'm right. Skinny's a jerk, but he's our jerk, ain't that right, Skinny?” Suzy smirked playfully, curling her massive arms around his torso and squeezing him affectionately. “You know I love you, right twerp?” She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek.

“I suppose, though you have a funny way of expressing it,” Andy replied sourly.

“Okay, now that that's all cleared up, and now you're all squeaky clean, why don't you take a powder and rest up?” Suzy suggested, pushing him away from her towards the bench over by the wall, while locking Valentina with a lustful glare. “Val and I are gonna have a little duet right now. No boys allowed.”

A deep lust welled up inside the dark-haired Amazon, inspiring her to stalk her red haired prey, hopingshe'd try to run so Suzy could give chase. Seeing the massive woman bearing down on her, Valentina let out a cry of excitement and dashed around inside the spacious shower. She pressed her enormous body against the thick glass wall, a lustful smile giving her sheer enjoyment out of the chase away. Suzy grinned and pinned Valentina up against the wall.

"Now you're mine!" she growled impassionedly.

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"Oh, be gentle!" Valentina begged playfully. She hoped Suzy would be anything but. Valentina's heart raced wonderfully from such power coursing through her lover's hands as they pinned her wrists down away from her body, denying Valentina the right to touch Suzy's supreme muscles. Suzy rubbed her bulging, rippling torso against Valentina's own mighty body, teasing her stiff nipples against Valentina's rippling abs. The redhead was fucking yoked. Every inch of her body was a declaration of Amazonian might. Suzy crushed herself against Valentina, growling with poorly contained lust and power. She teased Valentina's waiting lips, feeling her hot, baited breath on her face as her lips parted, waiting for the kiss that didn't come. Valentina ached for Suzy at that moment, fussing and whining softly, trying to achieve release and kiss her only to be denied. Suzy's own lust swelled, her sexual frustration building to a fevered pitch. Valentina was too big, too strong, too sexy to tease in such a way. Suzy had to have her.

The levee broke. Suzy pulled Valentina into a deep, highly sexual kiss. The lusty redhead moaned loudly into Suzy's mouth. The bigger woman scooped her up like she was nothing and held her aloft while their frenched deeply. Suzy sucked on Valentina's tongue, huffing lustfully and aggressively. Valentina ground her hot, wet sex against Suzy's impenetrable, rippling belly.

Suzy's might met her own match radiating from Valentina's body. Her power was truly phenomenal, as she learned the hard way earlier that evening. It had been a humbling experience, one Suzy was likely never to forget. But it was also a deeply arousing one. She longed to feel such power coming from someone else, and Valentina rose to the occasion quite adeptly. It was true what she had said. There was no one on earth that Suzy would rather lose to that Valentina.

And right now, Valentina completely opened herself up to Suzy sexually. A Goddess worshiping a Goddess. Suzy's hands felt the breadth of her wide, brawny shoulders, the swelling enormity of her chest, the thickness of her arms, the sharply tapering slope down to her slim waist, the rippling symmetry of her belly, the gentle curvature of the small of her back, the Brobdingnagian span of her upper back and the roiling terrain of the muscles therein. Suzy savored the hard, pronounced lines of power chiseled into her Adamantine physique, the supple softness of her milky white, freckled skin, and indeed, Valentina too reveled in the adoration.

Valentina's freckled cheeks burned hot like a school-girl with a crush. The warmth from Suzy's proximity and the feeling of her eminently strong hands rubbing, squeezing, caressing, teasing her body aroused her greatly. Valentina felt her nipples harden into bullets and her clit engorged with blood. She demurely looked at Suzy, seeing the blissful expression on her darkly beautiful face, lusting for the sweetness of her sensual lips-- both sets of them.

Valentina raised up on her toes, meeting Suzy with a kiss of sheer passion. The bigger woman was pleasantly surprised by the move, inarticulately expressing herself with a deep moan into Valentina's mouth. Valentina curled her arms around Suzy's thick neck, pressing her tongue into her waiting mouth. Suzy's tongue joined Valentina's an an elaborate mating dance, basting each other in a confluence of their saliva. This wasn't just a kiss, as a drunken frat girl might do on a dare, or an attention whore might do on the Internet, this was an expression of love that two sisters-in-arms shared. A powerful lust than an Amazon has for one of her own kind. Suzy tasted like sugar, a curious counterpoint to her supreme bad-ass persona. Her sexual aggression make Valentina weak in the knees.

Indeed, when Suzy slammed Valentina up against the shower wall and started to paw at her naked body, Valentina let out a joyful squeal. Suzy huffed in lust, trying her best to devour Valentina from within. Valentina pulled away slowly, allowing the suction to tickle her tongue before their mouths popped apart. Her huge chest rose and fell with deep breaths, both from sheer oxygen deprivation and from sexual desire. Suzy moved in for more, but Valentina pulled back.

"Uh-uh," she teased. "You're not done..."

Suzy frowned, uncomprehending. Of course she wasn't done! She wouldn't be done until Valentina was a sweaty heaving mess beneath her, suffering from the beautiful agony of multiple orgasms. Valentina sighed and rolled her eyes, guiding her lover's hands further south. Sensing what she meant, Suzy crouched down to better pat homage to the legs that crushed the life out of her earlier. She couldn't honestly hope to stack up to Valentina in the wheels department. Her thighs were so massively developed and tremendously muscled it seemed impossible that legs like these could ever exist. Suzy eagerly ran her lips and fingers over the hilly terrain on Valentina's legs, tasting and touching the thick heads of her enormous quadriceps. Valentina rested a massive leg on Suzy's shoulder, allowing her better access to the meaty adductors on the inside of her thighs and the steely cables of her hamstrings around the back. Even further down were Valentina's enormous diamond-shaped calves. She eagerly flexed them for Suzy, causing them to bulge almost obscenely in Suzy's hands. As big as Suzy's calves were, they simply didn't stack up well against these massive hunks of muscle right now in her hands. Suzy reverently kissed every square inch of Valentina's calves, fully and readily acknowledging the superiority of Valentina's legs over hers. No muscle went without worship.

She slid up Valentina's tremendous body, meeting her eagerly waiting lips once more. A deep moan of raw lust emanated from both of their throats in a duet of Amazonian sexuality. Valentina melted against Suzy's steel-muscled body. Her lover's enormity fanned the heat building within herself. Suzy exuded power, and power was the ultimate aphrodisiac. She tore her tortured lips away from Suzy's, turning the tables on her by slamming her up against the opposite wall. Suzy stared at her with unrestrained desire tempered with surprise that Valentina would be so aggressive. Valentina beheld the visual feast that was Suzy's musculature, not sure where to start first. Starting from the top down, Valentina crushed herself against the hulking giantess and worked her way down her thickly corded, bullish neck. Suzy gasped, finally receiving the worship she so desperately deserved. Valentina's velvety lips massaged the iron muscle of Suzy's neck, inviting a rush of sexual exhilaration.

Suzy curled her enormous biceps in an exclamatory flex. Her mighty peaks made Valentina's throat go dry. The sinews within still swollen from the pump of battle, Suzy appeared like a warrior goddess. Hot pussy juice oozed from Valentina's lips, mingling with the warm water coursing down her thighs and her breathing quickened. Her vulva throbbed with mad desire. Suzy was fucking gorgeous. With a fierce snarl, Suzy spread her shoulders to flex her lats. The lat spread was a pose custom tailored for Suzy. The breadth of her shoulders was utterly shocking, despite Valentina seeing how wide Suzy was a million times. Her lats were thick slabs of meat larger and more dominant than Valentina's seemingly paltry, inconsequential lats. She could never hope to replicate Suzy's sheer width in a million years.

Muscles sprang up everywhere on Suzy beneath her tanned skin. Suzy was very broad shouldered, dwarfing any man at least twice over in width. She was as beautiful as a model, with black eyes and sensual lips. A model with a neck like a bull, traps like a powerlifter, shoulders like boulders, arms thicker with enormous muscle than either of a man's legs, a chest swollen with enormous pectoral muscles, lats like a pair of wings, a belly like a cobblestone street, and legs like tree-trunks. Overall, Suzy had a rather top-heavy physique compared to the other Amazons in their little circle. Her hips and legs were a little slimmer than either Valentina's, but her sheer torso mass overshadowed hers completely.

Suzy's pecs resembled massive domes of sheer female beef. Absolutely no breast tissue existed upon her chest. It was all layer upon layer of steely muscle tissue. The large slabs of chest meat flexed and twitched involuntarily with every minute movement. The space between her pecs was a thin, but deep canyon. Her thick nipples looked ready to launch into orbit, stiffened with passionate arousal. Valentina crushed her body up against the lustful Amazonian giantess, hungrily tasting of her muscled breast. Suzy breathed heavily, wordlessly urging her lover to continue. Valentina's lips charted every square inch of Suzy's enormous pecs. The tissue was unyielding, but the tanned skin was smooth and soft. Valentina licked the dew from Suzy's chest, taking great mouthfuls of muscle at a time. She could spend a lifetime worshiping Suzy's chest and still never be satisfied. With a passionate flex, the thickness of Suzy's chest seemed to triple, the impenetrable slabs of muscle hardening into diamond. Valentina was there, sloppily kissing Suzy's pecs, soft moans of lustful envy escaping from her throat.

Pulling away, Valentina looked up at Suzy with her big baby blues full of wonder and awe and said, “Let me wash you.”

“If you like,” Suzy shrugged playfully, readily playing the role of the vain narcissist. Valentina tsked and playfully slapped Suzy's huge shoulder, turning to grab her bottle of flowery body wash. Suzy liked the smell of it once Valentina opened the bottle and held it up to meet Suzy' approval. She had multiple different bottles, all a variety of scents. This body wash was sensual and feminine. Valentina squirted a lavish dollop into her strong hands and began working the soap into a ladder prior to slathering Suzy's body with it.

Suzy looked over at Skinny sitting lonely on the bench in the corner, watching the proceedings with a mix of longing and excitement. His boner was at full mast, yet he refrained from touching it. Valentina followed Suzy's gaze and saw that her man felt a little left out. The Amazons were having so much fun with each other that they had forgotten all about him.

“Hey, sweetie, why don't you c'mere and help me with this,” Valentina suggested. “I don't think I can do this all by myself.”

“An extra set of hands would be welcome, Skinny,” Suzy purred, beckoning him over with a finger. Andy looked around before pointing to himself incredulously like he couldn't believe his luck. “Yes, you, jackass,” Suzy griped, annoyed at his stalling.

“And I was beginning to think that I was never gonna get to play,” Andy complained, taking a handful of body wash for himself to spread across Suzy's mass.

“Well, Vally and I were having such a blast that we all but forgot about you, Skinny,” Suzy replied teasingly.

“Oh, nonsense,” Valentina dismissed. “We weren't gonna leave you high and dry.”

Andy shrugged as if it didn't matter and began helping Valentina wash the massive Amazon. Suzy stood tall with her arms outstretched, allowing her slaves to attend her physique unfettered. Andy thought of Suzy as an Amazonian warrior queen being bathed the eve of a great battle. The hard lines of her body were covered with suds and groping hands massaging and kneading the steely tissue with reverence for her might. Suzy couldn't resist flexing, for her own pleasure if nothing else. She felt so powerful being worshiped. Valentina went around back while Skinny worked the front. She looked down at him, his strong hands traipsing all over, working lower and lower down her body. He was like her favored slave,  Valentina her squire. It was as it should be. The duo worked in tandem to soap her up, covering her completely, then rinsing her off with as much reverence.

“You wanna wash my hair, Skinny?” Suzy cooed softly, rubbing his cheek with affection.

“Sure,” he said, taking on of Valentina's shampoo bottles and applying some to his hands. Suzy knelt down to allow him to work it into her short hair. Skinny's hands massaged her scalp in a sensual way, making her groan in pleasure. She loved the way his fingers went through her hair, the way he rubbed the shaved portions of her scalp. It felt so very good. She couldn't resist leaning forward and kissing his flat belly. Skinny had a sexy little body on him. She liked to tease him, but he was very well-built despite her playful pet name for him. Skinny was well-muscled like a runner or a swimmer, someone who was build for stamina, not strength. He was compact and tight, not bulky and massive like herself. She took it upon herself to show him a little worship herself. Suzy's strong hands felt him all over, cupping his cute little ass, rubbing his lean legs and trim waist. His erection seemed to swell at her warmth and proximity. It took all her will power to stop herself from taking his manhood into her mouth and start sucking. His cock was so big and beautiful, the perfect size really. She snuck in a soft peck on the very tip, prompting Skinny to gasp in arousal and look down at her. Suzy responded with a sexy grin and a wink.

She stood up to her full height once more to loom over him, making it a point to rub her muscles up against his comparatively slender body and began washing the shampoo from her hair. Suzy's height was incredibly arousing to him. His dick brushed the inside of her thighs, nearly making it to the sweet-spot that it yearned to enter just as much as that same spot beckoned it to come inside.

“Mmm,” Suzy purred, pressing him against her body tightly. She loved the feeling of having Skinny against her. “You wanna double-team Vally with me?”

“Does the Pope shit in the woods?” Skinny responded. They both cast their gaze Valentina's way and grinned wolfishly. Valentina couldn't resist giggling sexily while Suzy snatched her by the wrist and pulled her closer.

“What's your pleasure?” Suzy whispered lustfully into her ear from behind, locking her massive arm around Valentina's waist.

“Cinnamon...” Valentina breathed softly, prompting her boyfriend to pick her favored body wash and begin lathering her up after handing the bottle to Suzy to do the same. Andy worked her front side, Suzy took the back. He started low, moving up from her feet up her legs, while Suzy started at her neck and shoulders.

“I wanna live with a cinnamon girl,” Andy crooned like Pete Steele, “I could be happy the rest of my life her...”

Valentina sighed pleasurably at the feeling of four strong hands caressing her body and the warmth and closeness of her lovers pressing in from all sides. Andy's tight athletic physique rubbed up against her front whereas the massive bulk of Suzy's body ensconced her from behind. Valentina couldn't stop blushing. She let out a sharp gasp when Andy's tongue teased at her throbbing clit. There was a semi-enforced 'no sex' rule in the shower that Valentina had instituted on the grounds that energy should be conserved for the bedroom. It was only loosely followed in the strictest sense. The ripple of pleasure shaking through her body made her regret floating such a measure in the first place. It was just a tease, enough to make her crazy. Andy was good at that. He whipped her up into maddened sexual frenzy, endlessly baiting her to pounce upon him and have her way with him just as he liked it. Part of her always wanted to maintain her composure just to screw with him, but it never worked out that way.

Instead, she just basked in the worship of her magnificent body by her lovers. Suzy took it upon herself to wash Valentina's vibrantly red hair, working her strong fingers through her scalp with love and care.

“Your hair is so beautiful, Val,” Suzy murmured intimately.

“Mmm, thanks Suzy,” Valentina cooed back, pressing her curves against Suzy's body further. Suzy took her time, making sure that no follicle went untouched. She rinsed Valentina with the same gentle but thorough touch. 

Fully clean and rinsed off, the trio ended their intimate group shower, dried off, and prepared to get dirty once more. Valentina picked Andy up over her shoulder and carried him into the bedroom with Suzy in tow. She launched him through the air onto the bed and climbed on after him. Andy bounced several times, trying to reorient himself from the impromptu flying lesson he had just received. When he righted himself at last, he was cornered like a bleeding deer by two she-wolves looking to devour him.

“I've been waiting for this for quite some time,” Valentina purred, baring her fangs, looking to sink her teeth into his weak flesh. She raped him with her blue eyes mercilessly.

“You're in for it now, little man,” Suzy breathed in agreement. Her dark eyes bore promises of a night of back-arching, screaming sex.

They surrounded him, pinning him down to the sheets effortlessly. Voraciously, they pored over his body with their eyes, visually dissecting him into choice cuts for their own pleasure. Valentina sidled up along side him and slithered her body against his. She ran her strong hand all over him, massaging and kneading his soft, weak flesh. His freshly clean skin was smooth and lush in her fingers. She loved touching him. He was sexy to her.

When she climbed atop him, Suzy had no objections. She enjoyed watching. Valentina's hot pussy was soaking wet with arousal, steaming against his pelvis. Her hands rubbed and caressed his body sensually, massaging this, teasing that. Her weight bore down on his body enough to allow him to feel her dominance, but not enough to hurt him. Valentina learned long ago how to control her body to allow him the maximum amount of pleasure from her strong muscles without the crippling injuries or excruciating pain that could come so easily. Andy was fragile compared to her. Besides, she loved being sensual and gentle. It aroused him so passionately his cock throbbed and sat incredibly erect, rubbing against Valentina's round, curvy butt. He was so hard it almost hurt.

The feeling of his massive dick turned up the heat in her loins to eleven. She badly wanted it inside her, having been craving it for hours now. But, she wanted him at his wildest, most sex-crazed. She flexed her glutes, making them ripple and dance against his staff, massaging and rolling it between her cheeks. A hard flex of her butt would obliterate his manhood, and that simply would not do, so Valentina flexed softly. The level of muscle control she displayed was simply astounding. She had complete obeisance of every muscle group in her gorgeous physique and was not afraid to use it. Valentina allowed Andy to grab onto her but while she flexed it, allowing him to feel her control more clearly. She alternated her glute dance, each cheek, one after the other, and then both at once. Andy's eyes blissfully rolled back into his skull and he let out a long, soft moan.

It wouldn't do for him to cum just yet, though Valentina had him well within her power. She considered it complimentary that she was so sexually exciting for him, but he was no use to her spent and drained so early. Instead, she forcefully grabbed his wrists and slammed them high above his head, pinning them to the mattress. Andy's eyes opened wide at her sudden aggressiveness. Valentina's enormous legs clamped his waist and she pressed her elaborately muscled body against his. Her huge, bulging pecs thrust into his face, smothering him with muscle. As gentle as Valentina was, she also enjoyed to play rough. His strength was paltry against hers. He couldn't fight her. His weak little struggles excited her as did his muffled cries for help. She didn't want to hurt him, and painstakingly strove not to, but rendering him helpless was hardly painful.

“Mmm...” Valentina moaned lewdly. “Feel my power, little boy. I know you like being dominated by a strong, sexy Amazon like me. I feel your cock getting even bigger and harder. You wanna fuck me? You wanna put that big, juicy cock inside me? I know you do. First, you're gonna worship my muscles. I'm so much stronger than you it's not even funny, sweetie. But you like that, don't you? Mmm, that makes me so hot, sweetie. I love cute little boys that like big, sexy Amazons like me...”

Andy began kissing and massaging her pecs with his gorgeous lips, prompting her to gasp lustfully. She held him fast, disallowing him to move his hands or squirm out from under her, even if he wanted to. His lips were skilled against her sensitive chest, making her toes curl. She slithered up further, making him worship her belly. He kissed all eight of her bulging abs and licked the deep trenches in-between them. Andy teased at her belly button, and charted her obliques and serratus with his mouth also. His mouth moved as far south as it could go, coming oh-so-close, yet oh-so-far from her yearning pussy. She was dripping juices onto his belly from arousal. She wanted to push him down and bury his face into her womanhood, but she was loving his worship too much.

Instead, Valentina cuddled up alongside him, seizing his arms and forcing them behind his head, and flexing her massive bicep in his face. Andy obligingly and masterfully worshiped her mountainous peak, kissing, licking, massaging, kneading the steely flesh as it flexed and relaxed over and over in his face. He worshiped her shoulders, triceps and forearms with equal lust, prompting Valentina to slide over to his other side to make him worship her other arm.

Still not satisfied, she switched positions with him, lying on her back, and him on top. Still holding his hands, she nimbly slid a dainty foot along his body, purposefully missing his tumescent member, and wordlessly bade him to worship her beautiful legs. He started with her feet, humbly kissing them, before working his way up her ankles to her massive calves, kissing and licking every cut, every ridge, every fiber of muscle in them. To tease him further, she closed her calves around his neck and gently squeezed, momentarily, but easily cutting off his air. She released him before he could choke however, having her enamored love slave continue his journey up her legs to her positively huge thighs.

Valentina's breathing quickened the closer he got to her sweet spot. She kept her legs closed to prevent him from attacking her pussy like he and she both wanted him to, forcing him to kiss her hamstrings instead. She rubbed her legs against his face, displaying her muscularity in high definition, as well as her flexibility. Andy reverently made love to her quads, kissing the many hills and valleys of her thigh muscles all over, never missing an inch. He did one leg, than the other. It was clear, however, that he was running out of space to worship, and her pussy was right there, begging him to plunge right in.

Valentina's thighs closed around his head, not squeezing him, but holding him tightly. She rolled his face between her legs, letting him know how big they were, and how small his head seemed. Andy could feel the muscle flexing around him, but not crushing down on his head like they could do so easily. Valentina was a gentle mistress. Releasing his wrists, but holding him between her legs, Valentina tossed him back onto the mattress.

She then turned her back to him, spreading her lats. Andy took the hint and expertly worshiped her massive back muscles. He started at her neck, moving her fragrant red hair out of the way, and kissing her thick, meaty bull-neck and bulging traps before moving down. Every mountain of muscle that sprang up in her back was worshiped in fine detail. Her enormous lats were covered as well. To her surprise, amusement, and arousal, Andy kissed her ass literally. Her bulging glutes were thoroughly worshiped.

Valentina was finally satisfied. She felt strong, dominant, and sexy. Andy pressed his body against hers, curling his slender arms around her massive bulk, and accidentally, or maybe on purpose, prodding her with his enormous cock.

“Your a goddess, Val...” Andy breathed in her ear. She certainly felt like one in his reverent embrace. She turned around to face him, and pressed him down to the bed again, this time smothering him in kisses. She sloppily pressed her lips against his, and thrashed her tongue around in his mouth, moaning sexually.

“My sexy little man...” Valentina murmured warmly. She rubbed her gushing pussy against his body as she kissed him, smearing his belly with warm, sticky juice. Valentina rubbed her fingers through his thick hair and pressed her mouth deeply against his. Andy's hands were all over her body, taking advantage of his freedom to rub, squeeze and caress her muscles as he saw fit.

Valentina pulled away from him, a string of saliva connecting their crushed, punished lips. She then kissed his neck all over, then his chest. Andy hissed when she nipped and suckled at his nipples. Valentina teased him for a while going nipple to nipple before moving south.

“Uh oh, looks like I left a bit of a mess,” Valentina giggled upon seeing her pussy juice glistening all over his flat belly. “Lemme get it,” she purred, lashing out with her long, wet tongue, lapping up her own milk erotically. His skin was creamy and good, and her milk was sweet and delicious as well. “You're so yummy...” Valentina whispered intimately, licking her way back up to his lips for another round of passionate kissing. Her kiss was spiked with the taste of her milk, making her even more delicious than before.

“Mmm...” Valentina moaned, kissing him passionately before popping away loudly. “I wanna fuck you to pieces, little man...” She grabbed onto his shoulders, and ground her hips on his pelvis in a facsimile of sexual intercourse. Her azure eyes burned with powerful lust, her juicy lips curling into an aggressive, sex-crazed sneer. “I want to fuck you so badly, baby,” Valentina whined lustfully. “I want that big cock in me, I wanna feel it stretch my tight little pussy to the breaking point. I want you to fill me up.”

With that, Valentina lifted herself up enough to allow his cock to position itself under her at the right angle, and spear itself inside her. The thick, glistening, pre-cum dribbling head of his cock peeled back her tight lips, and snugly invaded her tight, muscled sheath. Valentina gasped sharply at the staggering size of his dick, and how it felt like she was liable to split in half. His big, meaty dick felt so fucking good inside her though! He was warm and throbbing and alive. Valentina was content to sit there for a moment, drinking him in. He looked so tiny and cute underneath her, his handsome face grinning dopily at the sensation of her wet tightness swallowing his cock. She posted her hands on his chest and began riding his dick like a cowgirl.

In and out it went, like a huge piston, filling her, shaping her. He was so big... It seemed impossible that such a cute little guy like him could be hung like a fucking stallion, but here he was. Andy, for his part, was an active participant, not a sex toy. Despite her enormous strength advantage over him, he chose to work his dick into her as she pulled away, taking all eleven inches of him per thrust. Valentina cried out in sheer lust, moaning passionately as she fucked her man.

“Take me...” Valentina commanded breathlessly. “Fill me up... Fuck me, sweetie! Fuck me!”

Andy thrust harder and harder, his big dick pounding in to her deeper and deeper. Her sexual milk eased his entry against her muscular tightness. Valentina stopped riding him, instead rolling onto her back with him still in her and letting him do all the work. Valentina moaned deep and long, feeling all of him press deeper and deeper still inside her. She looked up at Suzy who licked her lips in sexual lust and anticipation, stroking her erect nipple as she waited her turn. Valentina smiled blissfully and began singing her Amazonian love song. Her moans spurred Andy on, letting him know he was on the right track.

The sights, sounds, and smells of the couple having sex made Suzy hot. She could sit idly by and watch no longer. She leaned downwards, hovering her face above Valentina's and kissed her upside down.

“Mmm...” the Amazons purred in simpatico, fencing each other with their tongues. Valentina squeaked and fussed in her mouth, prompting Suzy to pull away and begin kissing her muscles instead. Valentina   ran her fingers through her hair and arched her back in pleasurable agony.

“Andy!” she cried out. “Ohhhhh!! I'm gonna cum! Don't stop, baby! Please don't stop! I'm so close! So fucking close!! Ohh! OHHHHH!!!”Suzy kissed a trail down Valentina's exquisite sweaty body, and then up Skinny's tasty little body. She met him at his yummy little lips and kissed him deeply as he fucked Valentina's brains out. He huffed in exertion as he kissed her, never missing a stroke of his monster cock inside Valentina's tight little womanhood. His cute little ass tightened and released with each pump, making Suzy cup it and squeeze. Suzy tugged at his lip and made her way behind him. She grabbed the both of them, and pulled Valentina closer to the edge of the bed with Skinny sandwiched between them.

“What are you doing?!” Valentina demanded in a crazed voice, angered at the interruption. Suzy merely smiled, and held Skinny in her arms off the ground. His dick was still inside Valentina.

“I wanna help,” Suzy purred, nibbling at Skinny's ear. Still holding him, Suzy aided his thrusting with her own pelvis. “Watching you make Vally cum is so fucking hot, Skinny. Let me fuck her withyou...Let your cock be mine...”

Suzy's added power made Andy's penis seem like a jackhammer. He went into her harder and deeper than he was normally capable of. Valentina quickly got over her rage, and began screaming bloody murder again, spasming uncontrollably, shrieking her pleasure to the gods above.

“Ffffuck!!” Valentina bellowed. Her moans came out sharper and higher, each one rising in pitch the closer she got to heaven.

“Mmm,” Suzy moaned, kissing Skinny's neck. “She's so fucking hot, isn't she?”

“Yeah! Yeah!! YES!! YES!!” Andy cried out through gritted teeth, coming close to cumming on his own. Valentina moaned breathlessly in front of him, Suzy's massive form pressed up close behind him... It was simply too much. “I'm gonna fucking cum...” Andy whispered hoarsely.

“You better not, Skinny,” Suzy purred jokingly. “I don't want to be known as a quick draw.”

“I... I can't... I can't help it!! It feels too good!!” Andy shouted.

“Baby! Cum with me!!” Valentina demanded madly.

“I... I don't kn-know...h-how m-much long-ger...” Andy sputtered, willing every fiber in his being to not explode all over Valentina's insides. It was a battle. Between Valentina's amazing pussy and Suzy's hot, muscled body, Andy was in the orgasm speedlane. It was an inevitability.

“You have to! Hold out! I'm almost there!!” Valentina pleaded. Andy chuffed, his body sweating and glistening in Suzy's massive arms. She squeezed him tightly, pumping her hips in and out in time with his.

“Andy... Andy...!!” Valentina called out. “I'm gonna cum! Oh, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!! I'M CUMMIIIIIIIINNNNNGGG!!! OHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Valentina's back arched violently as she screamed. Her orgasm was long and loud and tremendous. Every phenomenal muscle in her body flexed as one, making her look even more massive, intimidating, and beautiful at once. Her head swam with the pleasure of the orgasm, the intensity paralyzing her completely. Her pussy flooded Andy's groin with hot milk and her legs squeezed him tightly against Suzy's body. She collapsed in a heap twenty seconds later, massive, sweaty chest heaving up and down with each powerful, ragged breath.

Suzy pulled Skinny's dick out of Valentina's pussy and stroked it powerfully for a few pumps before it spit its venom every where. Skinny flexed against her mighty body, toes curling from the force of his cumming. Thick ropes of semen jetted from his cock onto Valentina's belly. Skinny went limp, breathing hard from the exertion. Suzy giggled and scooped him up into her arms. He looked so cute, all tired and wasted. Suzy set him down besides Valentina, and proceeded to clean his belly, groin and manhood of his and Valentina's cum. Suzy's tongue lapped and massaged the juices from his skin, running all over her softening cock and balls. Skinny hissed from the sensitivity, but nevertheless enjoyed Suzy's tongue bath. Next, she moved over to Valentina, and did the same for her, licking Skinny's cum from her belly, and her hot milk from her pussy and thighs. They were both delicious and sweet to Suzy.
 
“That... was so fucking hot...” Valentina breathed.

“Oh my god...” Andy huffed in agreement.

“Suzy...” Valentina whispered, prompting the massive Amazon to slither up Valentina's shiny body. She kissed Valentina deeply, sharing with her the taste of herself and Skinny. Valentina moaned softly, curling a leg around Suzy's waist intimately. Her pussy still throbbed from the pounding she had taken. Suzy's long tongue basted the inside of Valentina's mouth and mated with her own tongue.

“Suzy...” Valentina whispered again once they came up for air.

“Hmm?” she replied coyly.

“Thank you!” Valentina ardently cried.

“Happy to be of service,” she said with a wink. Suzy cast a glance over to Skinny, who stared at the ceiling in disbelief. “You still alive over there, Skinny?”

“Sorta,” he replied weakly.

“Well, get your act together the both of you. It's time for my repayment,” Suzy said, nimbly crawling into bed with them and leaned up against the heavy wooden footboard of the bed, enticingly splitting her legs in an open invitation. Her musky scent called him. Seeing Andy taking her bait, she smiled widely. Valentina decided to wait on the sidelines. It was Suzy's turn to have a bit of fun.

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“Come here, Skinny,” she said taking him into her massive arms. She stood up onto her knees and throwing him back onto the mattress. Andy's thick, hard cock swelled skyward up like a missile and Suzy eagerly pounced atop him, her massive, heavily muscled legs crushing down on him. She leaned in and wrapped her hand around his manhood, gently stroking it up and down and tightening her grip ever so gingerly as she did so. Andy could feel her vice-like grip and see her arm tensing, pumping, her biceps seemingly growing with veins crawling over them. She could easily seriously hurt him if she were to simply squeeze down, but Suzy knew how to be gentle. His delight was clear to see. Suzy slowly, methodically massaged his manhood, making it swell in her strong hand. Andy's dick was diamond hard. Beads of pre-cum dewed at the very tip of his monster, prompting her to lick the head with her long, sinuous tongue. Andy bit his lip and hissed, willing himself not to explode all over her face. It took every ounce of willpower not to cum again. Suzy was too sexy, too good at arousing men to withstand her sexual onslaught.

She smiled, drawing her tongue out and raking the entire underside of his cock, making sure to press the little soft spot beneath the head. Watching Andy's tortured expression made it all the sweeter. Her tongue left his cock and went elsewhere, letting him cool down some before she went any further. She liked agonizing him. His face blushed a rosy color and he looked like he was going to explode any moment. He fussed and fidgeted as her lips met his balls and began kissing them gently. Suzy made her way up, kissing  and pawing at his tasty little body along the way. Suzy found him incredibly sexy. She loved small men. They were so fragile and delicate compared to her. Skinny was irresistible, driving her into a lusty, sexual frenzy. He was like bait, and she was a great white shark. Her teeth nipped at his soft flesh, tugging gently at his skin, Suzy's manicured nails clawed at his skin, leaving him gasping at the sensation. She left red nail marks as a sign of her passing before her juicy lips undid the damage with sensual kissing. She pressed her lips up to his many boo-boos, and make the mild hurt go away. Suzy slithered her massive body up against his, smothering his meeker form with her hugeness.

His face went into her enormous chest and all light and sound was blacked out of existence. Suzy's sheer mass engulfed him, encompassing his entire head with her pecs. Just when he thought he was going to suffocate, Suzy let up. He gasped deeply, taking in a greedy breath. As he exhaled, Suzy smothered him again, making him cry out and thrash around desperately. An erotic giggle escaped Suzy's lips, feeling the much smaller, weaker man try to fight her strength. She easily pinned his arms away from her and spread his legs with her own in a grapevine. Andy's muffled cry for air made Suzy relent, but just enough to let him breathe. His weakness was such a major turn on. Feeling his little body under her was simply electrifying.

“You're so weak, Skinny,” Suzy purred throatily. “You make me so fucking horny.” She squeezed his wrists and pulled his legs apart even further. Andy cried out. Suzy wasn't trying to hurt him, but just barely trying. “Mmmm!” Suzy bellowed in arousal. “I could squish you so easily, Skinny. I could tear you limb from limb. It would be so easy for me. But I like you. I won't do any of that. But I am gonna give you a good squeezing, little man. It arouses me, feeling your weak little body against mine, knowing that I dominate you completely. There's nothing you can do against me. You're under my control. Are you ready?”

“No,” he replied meekly, prompting Suzy to begin laughing lewdly.

“Mewl for me, baby,” Suzy growled passionately, kissing him like a savage. She huffed, ramming her tongue down his throat, rape-kissing him while she crushed down on his body with her own. Her face mashed against his until it hurt. She drew his tongue into her mouth and suckled deeply upon in, keen on tearing it off at the stem. Suzy moaned erotically, loving his soft, helpless cries. Suzy pulled away, tugging at his tongue with her teeth gently. “Skinny...” she breathed. “You just taste so fucking good... I wanna eat you... In fact, I think I will!” Suzy bit down on his lip and tugged. She nipped his cheek and worked her way down to his neck where she fed like a vampire on him. Her sharp fangs pressured his skin without drawing blood, but the effect was the same.

“It's time,” Suzy purred into he ear, teasing it with her tongue. Andy could only brace himself for the coming beating he was about to take. Suzy sat up, straddling his hips. Without warning, she pulled him up into a sitting position and smothered his head into her pecs once more. Her muscles swelled against him, leaving Andy no respite against her strength. She squeezed him until his skull was about to pop, then relented. Suzy let Andy fall back to the mattress before getting off of him. She then curled her enormous legs around his ribs and scissored him half to death. The unrelenting pressure of her thighs hit him like a hurricane, sucking the air from his lungs. Suzy's quads became as gigantic diamonds, swelling and tightening to the point of being impossible to extricate himself from her anaconda grip. Suzy felt Skinny's ribs begin to buckle and let go. As much as she liked seeing him struggle against her strength, she didn't want to really hurt him.

But that didn't stop her from scissoring his head.

As soon as Suzy's thighs opened, Andy slumped, simply content to be able to breath. But that respite didn't last long, as her legs closed around his head and squeezed together. Andy screamed into her pussy. Suzy loved the feeling of his muffled cries vibrating against her erogenous zone. She moaned deeply, throwing her head back with a sensuous stretch. She grabbed his wrists and pulled. With his head being crushed and his arms almost torn from their sockets, Andy whimpered in agony. Suzy let him feel it for a moment before relenting once more. Andy slouched leadenly, face still buried in her juicy, aroused sex when her legs opened up. Suzy let out a sex-drunk laugh and scooped the dazed little man up into her arms for a rear naked choke. She didn't apply even a quarter of the force necessary to choke him out. It wouldn't do for Andy to black out. She simply want to cut off his air enough to make him feel it. As Suzy mashed his throat with her meaty forearm, he looked at Valentina laying there, stroking her muscular body in arousal watching her boyfriend get tortured by her lover. She smiled and shrugged at him sympathetically, but did nothing to stop Suzy from choking him, even as gently as she was. Suzy released the hold, then grabbed him into a bear hug before he could begin to recover. Suzy squeezed him as much as she could without endangering him, which wasn't much. His ribs still sang in agony from her scissors.

Suzy bore down on him with a mere fraction of her total might, but Skinny still thrashed and gasped desperately like a fish out of water. Feeling as if he had been through enough, Suzy let go of him and set him down on the mattress once more, softly and gingerly before sidling her massive body up alongside of him. She draped a huge leg around his waist, and rested a hand on his reddened, scarred chest softly. Andy breathed deeply, happy that it was all over finally. He looked up at her plaintively, begging her not to hurt him anymore with his eyes. 

“Oh, Skinny,” Suzy pouted sympathetically. She leaned down and kissed his lips sweetly. “You know I don't want to hurt you really. That was just a bit of fun.”

“Fun for you,” he replied. Suzy smiled and reached down to tug at the throbbing erection he sported, raising an eyebrow challengingly. “Okay, fun for me too, in some bizarre way.”

Suzy giggled and made out with him some more, taking pleasure in his taste and proficiency at the art of kissing. “I knew you liked it, Skinny.”

“What's not to like?” Andy made out, in between her kisses. “Big, hot, sweaty female muscle grinding me into dust. I'm in.”

“Not yet you're not,” Suzy purred, straddling him once more. She raised herself up and lined up her juicy pussy up with his turgid dick. The engorged head slid easily between her tight lips. Suzy sighed sharply at his entry. Her natural lubrication was working overtime in a heightened state of arousal. Suzy gingerly lowered herself, allowing her weight to try and force Skinny's not-so-skinny member into her.
   
“Now you are...” she whimpered. Her lip quivered, her eyes half-veiled in pleasure, Suzy pawed gently at his chest. Skinny's size was simply staggering. She would never be used to his massive dick ripping her tight, muscular pussy apart. She allowed most of her weight to bear down on him for an instant, pushing his body into the mattress before the thick, hard cock widened her labia enough to slip in. Suzy and Andy both gasped in tandem, making Suzy pushed down again, taking an inch of his massive cock inside her and then another. He could feel her internal muscles gripping him, enveloping him, closing around his cock. Suzy paused and breathed heavily.

Her massive upper body exploded in a flex, her massive slabs of pectoral muscle blasting outwards in tidal wave of sinew as she put her hands behind her head. Her marmoreal abs bulged and flexed with each roll of her hips. Suzy closed her eyes and smiled, her biceps peaking in a display of lustful power as she proceeded to grind down on top of him. She moaned softly, lowering her arms and placing her strong hands lightly on his chest, her biceps thickening and pecs swelling with the motion.

She picked up the pace and passion of every roll of her hips. Andy felt like cookie dough under her mass, but the sight of the massive Amazon riding him and the feeling of her solid weight on his body was exhilarating. He rested his hands on her working hips, and thrust his cock into her. They both moaned with every powerful spearing he gave Suzy and every lustful hump she gave him as she raised herself higher and higher before slamming back down harder and harder. She shuddered, her abs tensing and every one of them bulging. Suzy's strong vaginal muscles pressured his dick, but she did her best to prevent herself from squeezing him too hard. He was safe inside of her, which was where be belonged. His perfect cock fit so snugly inside her pussy. It simply felt wonderful.

She began writhing around, fully grinding her pelvis into him. Suzy's moans came faster and faster, each on deeper and more impassioned. She started to ride him like the stud-bull that he was, up and down, ever faster and harder. He could take it. He was tough. Suzy looked down at him from on high. Andy's eyes were locked onto hers, his face screwed up in delightful agony. She leaned forward, posting her hands on either side of his head. Her black eyes holding his in a lustful gaze. Suzy breathed impassionedly, moaning louder and louder at the hot fucking she was receiving from the sexy little man underneath her. With every thrust she was eagerly took all eleven inches on him, her big, juicy, hard clitoris rubbing against his skin. Suzy fucking Skinny harder and harder, taking him to the very limit of climax. His pleasure was hers.

Valentina watched from the sidelines, watching her lovers have so much fun without her. She could take no more. Crawling like a lioness over to a fresh kill by her pride mate, she got in close to witness the fucking already in progress. Suzy grinned fiercely. Her dominance was hot to Valentina. Andy's supine from, bucking wildly from Suzy's mass bouncing up and down on his big, delicious cock was enough to make her super wet. She leaned in and kissed her vulnerable boyfriend, taking great pleasure in his ability to please two women at once. A bolt of inspiration hit him. She curled her enormous leg over his head and with both of them straddling his much smaller, nearly completely female muscle engulfed, form, a full threesome began.

The pair of Amazons faced one another, Valentina sitting over his face, taking care not to smother him, while Suzy rode his slippery, hard cock with reckless abandon. Andy was fully game, and started pleasing his girlfriend orally, his arousal filled tongue probing all over Valentina's steaming hot pussy. Suzy leaned forward towards Valentina and the two Amazons kissed one another passionately, their probing tongues eagerly exploring each other's mouths fully. Valentina moaned deeply into Suzy's lusty mouth, Andy's long, practiced tongue lavishing wetly all over her juicy pussy, readily exploring her lips, her thick, bulging clit, the tasty inner wall of her pussy, everything. The Amazon's bodies gyrated in tandem, their hips pumping up and down on opposite ends of the small, sexy little man posted between their legs. Their tongues mated with one another, sucking deeply, passionately, lovingly. Suzy and Valentina's enormously muscular physiques flexed and hardened in each other's hands. The were still mindful and were very careful about how vigorously they enjoyed Andy's body, as they were so much bigger and stronger than he was. Even the slightest sudden passionate movement from their engulfing physiques could cause him serious injury.

Suzy pulled away from the kiss to cry out. Her breathing came quick, and her cries came loud. She threw her arms up in triumph, flexing her guns in staggeringly massive double biceps pose, her lats fanning out and every muscle exploding in size. Every abdominal muscle all the way down to her pussy hardened and pushed out as she tensed. Suzy's orgasm was intense to the point of being paralyzing. Her worm milk of arousal bathed Skinny's waist and the inside of her thighs. The tremors of her climax rattled his body greatly. Not to be outdone, Valentina followed suit not long after. Her pussy was already hot and ready to go when she joined in. Andy's tongue was was making her even hotter with arousal. Her cheeks burned with pleasure. She chewed her bottom lip and stifled a loud scream. The tip of his tongue circled her clitoris and then between her tights lips to draw his tongue inside. She yelled out in pleasured satisfaction, making him open his mouth and press his tongue hard against her fat, juicy clitoris. Her abs rippled and bulged with movement as she arched her back in a silent scream. Her nails dug into his skin, and she willed herself not to crush his skull during her second amazing orgasm of the night. His mouth filled with sweet, warm milk. He took it all in every wave as it came gushing out of her hot pussy with every aftershock of climax.

Satisfied, the Amazons climbed off of their durable little man and cuddled with him, cooing warmly into his ear and nuzzling him affectionately.

“You're amazing, sweetie,” Valentina murmured languidly into his ear. She sloppily kissed his milk drenched lips, tasting herself in the process. She moaned erotically into his mouth and took her time, fully savoring his taste.

Suzy took over when Valentina had her fill, kissing him with as much passion as she did. Suzy lovingly lapped her tongue around in his mouth, tasting Valentina's familiar tang in the process. When she was done, Valentina came back for seconds, and so did Suzy after her. They took turns making out with their little man until they settled in to cuddle him after their lips and tongues had gone numb from overuse.

“Looks like we're not done, Suze,” she said, pointing to his burgeoning erection still at attention.

“Well, that won't do, Skinny. That won't do at all,” Suzy declared. “C'mon Val. Let's finish him off.”

“Thought you'd never ask,” Valentina replied. His Amazon lovers massaged his body with their lips down south, kissing a trail over his battered and abused frame until they reached his manhood. It still glistened from Suzy's ride, prompting the two to lap up Suzy's juice from his body, saving his dick for last. Suzy's tongue curled around his staff almost prehensilely. Valentina's soft lips wrapped around the spongy head of his cock and suckled. Suzy moved out of the way to allow Valentina to take as much of him as she could down her throat. His dick spreared the back of her throat, making her squeal amorously. She took her time going back up, sucking deep and hard.

Suzy had a go, rolling her tongue underneath his cock during her descent, while Valentina kissed his balls tenderly. Suzy moaned softly, enjoying the size of him going down her throat. She undulated her tongue, giving him a deep massage as she slowly went up and down his dick. Andy could feel it. He was about to cum. Suzy knew it too, sucking extra hard to push him close to the edge, but dropping him from her mouth before he exploded her throat with a bombardment of cum. Andy breathed ferociously, maddened from being denied a climax that he felt he richly deserved.

This time, Suzy and Valentina attacked him together, but purposefully missing his cock. They took their attentions all over his pubic area, his inner thighs, his balls, but leaving his cock alone until he cooled off enough. Suzy winked at Valentina, letting her know enough was enough and to follow her lead. As one, the Amazon's took their lips and began to kiss the base of his penis. With slow, deliberate speed, they ascended up the length of it, never missing a square inch of space. Higher and higher they went, bringing their man back in the brink of oblivion. Their lips graced the sensitive head of his manhood just enough to send him into overdrive. Andy burst, his cobra spitting its venom out in thick, ropy globules. His mouth opened in a silent scream, and his flat belly flexed, rippling with a surprising amount of muscle. He didn't yield as much as last time, but his orgasm was just as intense, if not moreso.

Suzy and Valentina's faces took the brunt of his load, glazing their lips with sweet icing. His cum was warm on their faces and delectable to the taste. For his pleasure, they came together and took turns cleaning each other off with their tongues. Suzy and Valentina frenched passionately, lustfully moaning into each other's mouths. They split apart, still embracing each other's muscled bodies while casting a teasing look Andy's way.

His sweaty chest pumped up and down, and he lay limply against the mattress. With a grin of satisfaction, Valentina and Suzy crawled back over to their defeated man and cuddled against him, ensconsing him in hot, sweaty muscle.

“Mmm,” Valentina moaned softly, kissing him. “How was that, sweetie?”

“Incredible...” he breathed, totally enraptured by their sexuality. Suzy leaned in and kissed him too.

“You came a lot that time, Skinny,” she giggled.

“I couldn't help it,” he replied with a breathless laugh.

“Mmm,” Suzy cooed, nuzzling him affectionately. “I'll bet.”

“I don't know about you both, but I'm spent,” Valentina declared with a yawn. Andy and Suzy both agreed heartily. Suzy scooped his limp form up into her powerful arms, allowing Valentina to throw back the rumpled covers. Suzy set Andy down onto the mattress and sidled up alongside him once more. She curled her arms around his body snugly, and entwined a leg around his. Valentina entered the  conflagration of limbs not a second later, and threw the covers over everybody.

She settled her head onto Andy's chest and curled her arms around his waist securely, listening to his gentle heartbeat and the soft rush of his every breath. It was soothing to her. The warmth, the closeness of her lovers, the wonderful heady rush of endorphins swimming through her system. Her punished body was thankful for the well-earned rest that it was finally going to get after a long, long night full of adventure. Her eyelids fell heavy and she quickly slumbered.

For Andy's part, he felt safe. In Suzy and Valentina's arms, he was warm and loved. Despite the beating he took at Suzy's mercy, despite the manhandling that came so easily to them, Andy knew the two most beautiful women in the world would always be there for him and protect him. Valentina's soft, flowery red head resting against his chest, and Suzy's soft lips caressing his neck, sleep came easily to him.

Suzy loved cuddling with Andy. His little body was surprisingly comfortable to snuggle with. His warm little form was like a teddy bear to her. Sleeping with someone she cared about was her most favorite thing in the world. There was nothing more beautiful than sharing intimacy with loved ones. She picked on him, she played The Game with him, but at the end of the day, she loved Andy dearly and would do anything for him. Valentina sleeping a short distance away filled Suzy's heart with warm love too. She didn't sleep right away, instead preferring to watch the both of them for a time. Skinny looked so cute nestled in-between them. Valentina sleeping on his gently rising and falling chest even moreso.

They talked about how lucky they were, almost to the point of arguing over who was more lucky, when  in truth, they were both wrong. Suzy was the lucky one to be able to share such a life with the both of them. This night, seemingly months long, strained and tested their relationship to the breaking point, yet it bounced back even stronger than before. Suzy was envious of them. She would never tell either of them that, of course. It was her own private little secret. With a soft, gentle, almost imperceptible kiss on Skinny's cheek, and another on Valentina's head, Suzy whispered them good night and joined them in the land of nod with a smile on her lips.

[NinjaStar]

The next morning, Valentina awoke languidly. She felt dead. Her body was leaden and she wanted to get more sleep. Across the way, she saw Suzy equally dead to the world, slumbering heavily like a sedated bear. She snored softly, clutching a pillow as if she were trying to make it submit. Similarly, Valentina realized that Andy had gotten a lot softer since last night. She too was snuggling a pillow. Her boyfriend was absent from the battleground that was their bed.

Groaning with effort, Valentina sat up, quite the herculean task given the events of last night. Looks like today would be a rest day for her. She hated missing a day at the gym, but there was simply no way she would be able to get anything done. She had burned up her strength reserves for today. With a great  amount of effort, she rose unsteadily to go into the bathroom first before washing her face and throwing on a pair of skimpy panties and her favorite silk robe before heading downstairs.

From the hallway leading out of the master bedroom, she could hear the kitchen was alive with the sounds and smells of cooking. She made her way to the bannister to see Andy almost literally spinning plates to cook breakfast. He was in his underwear moving from skillet to skillet to make breakfast for two hungry Amazons and himself. A warm loving smile came across her features watching him zip about like a man possessed. She wasn't about to interrupt him, knowing how weird he got about cooking. He could certainly wield a spatula like nobody's business. In more ways than one. She decided to wake up Suzy.

It took several minutes to pry Suzy from dreamland. When she wanted to sleep, she slept. A bombing raid couldn't rouse her from her slumber.

“C'mon, get up,” Valentina said, undaunted by Suzy's stubbornness. Suzy grunted irritably and swatted at her blindly, furrowing her brow. When Valentina wouldn't leave, she took a pillow and buried her head beneath it. Valentina threw to covers off of Suzy's naked form, making her muffle out a swear or two at the sudden lack of warmth, but otherwise not moving. “Seriously, get up!” Valentina complained, playing the bongos on Suzy's curvy naked butt. Still nothing.

 “Alright, that's the way you wanna play it,” Valentina shrugged, climbing up to the foot of the bed. She pointed up at the ceiling with both hands before dropping a big elbow on Suzy's back. Valentina's elbow drove into a particularly tender area of sore muscle, prompting Suzy to cry out. It didn't feel too good on Valentina either. Her body sang in agony from the jolt of dropping atop such a solid mass.

“AHH! What the fuck are you doin'?!” Suzy croaked, voice ragged and froggy from sleep.

“I wanted you to get up. You're up,” Valentina explained simply.

“Yes, but why?” Suzy asked sardonically. “Suzy needs at least another twenty-four,” she complained before dropping back down to the pillow.

“Because it's almost time for breakfast,” Valentina replied. At that, Suzy made an attempt to sit up making Valentina giggle.

“Well shit, why didn't ya say so?” Suzy said. The merest mention of food and Suzy was suddenly full of vitality, or at least as much as she could show after last night. She groaned in agony from sitting up too quickly. Indeed, she was bruised in a few places in addition to being sore all over.

“Jesus, I gotta quit drinkin',” she lamented, painfully standing up and hobbling into the bathroom. Suzy looked to be about sixty-four years old in how she walked. A few minutes later, she was a little more with it, but still paying for exerting herself to the absolute limit. Valentina opened her closet door for Suzy, allowing her to rummage around. Suzy had a few sets of spare clothes stashed away in Valentina's closet for when she stayed over, settling on an absolutely huge Misfits logo t-shirt that could've doubled as a horse blanket and a skimpy pair of black shorts. Suzy stretched and yawned, groaning and freezing painfully at the sensation of the motion with her destroyed muscles.

In unison, the Amazons zombie walked down the hallway before realizing that taking the stairs was a hell of a challenge in and of itself. One step at a time, they limped their way down. Valentina made it first, leaning against the wall for a moment while Suzy paused halfway.

Andy paused momentarily to laugh at the two. They moved like baby giraffes struggling to learn how to walk, but if the giraffes had been dosed with ketamine first.

“Good morning, sweetie!” Valentina greeted him brightly, limping her way over to see what he was doing.

“Good morn-- ap-bap-bap!” he started to greet her back before warning her off, wielding his spatula like a rapier. Valentina giggled in amusement. She had called it right. “Go. Sit,” he directed her over to the dining table. She batted his weapon away easily and pulled him into a loving embrace and kiss before doing as he commanded. Suzy Frankenstein walked over to the fruit bowl and yoinked an apple before he could smack her hand with his spatula.

“Ha!” Suzy taunted, crunching into the Honeycrisp loudly.

“On thin ice, Suzy! You're on notice,” he scolded playfully.

“Yeah, yeah, Skinny.”

“Ladies, I hope you're hungry,” Andy said.

“Fucking starved,” Suzy replied.

“Famished,” Valentina said in agreement.

“I had hoped that you would've taken it upon yourselves to sleep in a little while longer, but after hearing that ruckus upstairs, I knew that my time was short,”

“You were gonna serve us breakfast in bed?” Suzy asked before smacking Valentina on the shoulder. “Y'see? Good things come to those who wait, but NO, you just had drop the big elbow on me like I was Tito fucking Santana.”

“Ohhhh yeeaaah!” Valentina rasped.

“Cute,” Suzy retorted, making a face.

“But I actually kinda feel bad now,” Valentina said, turning to Andy. “Sorry for ruining your surprise, sweetie.”

“You should be, because I'm going to have to throw all this food out and start over from scratch. You've killed my entire flow! I just can't work in these conditions!” he joked, throwing his hands up in exasperation.

“No, no, let's not be hasty here,” Suzy said, stomach rumbling at the prospect of having to wait even longer to eat. “I'm sure we can reach an agreement here.”

“Hmm,” Andy said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin. “Okay. On one condition.”

“Name it,” Suzy said.

“Since we're talking wrestling, do your Iron Sheik.”

Suzy shrugged and gingerly stood up. She slapped her chest with a pronounced frown. “Exactly Gene Mean, intelligent Jew, intelligent Omericahn wrrrestling fan! I am Irrrron Sheik numberrr von. Irrrran numberrr von, Rrrussia numberrrr von, U.S.A, hack-ptooei! Camerrra man, zoom it!” She then twirled her invisible moustache, flexed her neck and traps before turning around and hitting a double bicep pose, which, despite her billowy t-shirt, her enormous muscles swelled up visibly beneath. Andy and Valentina both clapped, prompting Suzy to turn around and bow gracefully, though stiffly might be a more accurate word.

“How was that?” she asked.

“Well done, Suzy, well done indeed,” Andy congratulated. “Exactly!”

“Exactly, Gene Mean!” Suzy called back. “Now hurry up, over there, Skinny. I'm starving!”

“It smells delicious, sweetie,” Valentina chimed in.

“Well, it oughtta. Been slavin' over a hot stove for hours to make you lot breakfast,” Andy said.

“And we certainly appreciate it,” Valentina replied with a wink.

“Okey-doke, think that'll about do it,” Andy announced, killing the stove. “First course, muscle bowls,” he said, placing a large bowl of egg whites, oatmeal, cooked banana, walnuts, raspberries, cinnamon, and honey in front of them along with spoons, napkins and tall glasses of orange juice.

“'Muscle bowls?'” Suzy inquired, looking into the concoction put before her. It wasn't unpleasant by any means, but she had never heard of such a thing before.

“You'll love it,” Valentina reassured her after taking a large spoonful of it. “It's certified muscle food. You'll feel your muscles feeding afterward. I guarantee it.”

Suzy shrugged a 'why not' and tucked in. It was good, nice and sweet without being too sugary. By the time the main meal was served, she had eaten the whole thing. Andy set down a large plate laden with food down in front of her. Three large, fluffy blueberry pancakes lightly dusted with powdered sugar and cinnamon, fried potato wedges, sausage links, bacon, cheesy southwestern style scrambled eggs and toast laid out in an array before her and Valentina. He refilled their orange juice and finally sat down to tuck into his cheesy meat-lover's omelet, toast and hash browns.

“You didn't have to do this, Skinny,” Suzy said, patting his knee from under the table. “But thanks.”

Andy shrugged. “It's what I do.”

“So modest,” Valentina grinned, carving up her pancakes, rubbing his leg with her foot from under the table. “But these pancakes are awesome.”

“Of course they are. Do you know anyone that can make pancakes as fluffy and delicious as this guy right here? No. No, you cannot,” Andy said, chest swelling with pride. And cholesterol, apparently, Suzy thought with a smirk, watching him down a large bite of his omelet. He was going to have a coronary one of these days with all the junk he eats. Those she supposed she couldn't complain. Her food wasn't exactly heart-healthy itself. But it was delicious, and she was ravenously hungry.

“I bow to your pancake making skill, o maestro of the batter,” Valentina retorted sarcastically. “But one of these days, I will get up super early and make breakfast for you, whether you like it or not.”

“Then I will get up even earlier and have breakfast already done. By the time you realize it, you will already have a tray all set up and steaming in front of your face, ready to eat. I will be standing in the doorway, twirling my moustache that I would have grown for just such an event and start laughing like the evil genius that I am,” Andy proclaimed.

“Aha, my love, but I would have already swapped myself in bed with a crude dummy made of straw and red yarn for hair, snuck downstairs without your notice, and have breakfast steeping on the dinner table when you realize your folly and come downstairs to investigate the delicious aroma wafting therein,” Valentina trumped, smirking smugly. Andy narrowed his eyes, prompting Valentina to do the same.

“Then I'm never sleeping again,” Andy stated. “You've got to sleep sometime, Val, and when you do... Breakfast! Mark my words!”

“Oh, it'll be breakfast alright... But for you!” Valentina vowed.

“Okay, I gotta step in here,” Suzy said, swallowing a bite of toast. “What's the deal with you in the kitchen, Skinny?”

“Good question,” Valentina said. “I've been trying to figure that one out for five years. No, wait, six! Sorry. I keep forgetting that we've already passed our latest Anniversary. Oops!”

“See, you can't even remember when our Anniversary is. I cook, end of story,” Andy said.

“No, that isn't 'end of story,' Skinny,” Suzy pressed. “There's something behind that. You don't like Val's cooking? She's pretty damn good in the kitchen.”

Valentina nodded as if that statement was self-evident and gestured towards her best friend and lover. “Yes, thank you, Suzy.”

“I never said she wasn't,” Andy retorted. “I just like to cook. Apparently that's a mortal crime. You should be impressed that a guy knows his way around the kitchen and cleans up after himself and knows how to make house, but nooooo. I'm subject to an indictment.”

“But, sweetie, you don't have a problem with me doing any of those other things. Whenever I set one foot into your little domain over there, you freak out and start throwing a tantrum,” Valentina said.

“So clearly the problem is Valentina's cooking,” Suzy chimed in.

“No, no, NO,” Andy griped exasperatedly. “First of all, I don't throw a 'tantrum.' It's called a 'hissy-fit.' Get it right. And secondly, Miss Nosey McAllupinmybiz, It has nothing to do with her. It has nothing to do with you, babe. I swear.”

“Then what?” Suzy pressed.

“Yeah, what?” Valentina joined in. Andy started to get redfaced. He was being backed into a corner here. Under the both of their unrelenting, but amused stares he was starting to buckle. It might as well be time to explain himself.

“You wanna know why?” Andy relented.

“Yeah,” Suzy nodded,

“Uh huh,” Valentina agreed.

“Fine,” Andy sighed wearily. “I'll tell you. I like to cook because I feel that if I don't have a distinct skill, then I'm useless.”

“You said that yesterday,” Valentina recalled. “Remember? I already told you, you're good at lots of stuff.”

“Any of that stuff is easily replaceable,” Andy shook his head dismissively. “I just feel like I could be supplanted by someone better, that's all.”

“Like who?” Valentina asked softly, diverting her full attention towards him.

Andy shrugged. “I dunno. Anyone better. Someone smarter. More handsome.”

“Why do you feel this way?” Suzy asked solemnly. She too diverted her attention towards him. He looked sad, almost like his real self was showing; a man of self-doubt, someone who didn't sound like the Skinny she loved.

“Because I do. That's the way my last relationship ended,” Andy shrugged again as if it didn't matter.

“You've never talked about that with me before,” Valentina stated, suddenly realizing Andy's reticence to discuss his past.

“You're right. I want to forget it,” Andy murmured as if lost in thought. Suzy and Valentina waited patiently for him to speak. “I loved her. With all my heart. I don't give myself easily towards people. When I do, I'm opening my heart to people I feel are trustworthy. I never had a relationship before her. She broke me. My ex. She was the one, I thought. I was gonna marry her. On the night I was set to propose, she merely laughed in my face and left me. For a year, I waited for her to come back. She never did. I wanted to die. I felt like she tore out my heart and showed it to be before she kicked it into the wastebasket.”  Suzy and Valentina looked at each other, reeling at the revelation. Andy seemed like he had no problem meeting women.

“Is that true?” Valentina asked.

“Yes,” he whispered before looking into her blue eyes solemnly. “You're my second girlfriend. Ever.”

“Why didn't you tell me this before?” Valentina asked, taking his hand into hers and squeezing gently.

“It never came up,” he shrugged. “You thankfully never broached the subject, and I was content to let to pass unnoticed. I didn't even want to think about it again. Why would I? I met this amazing woman who loved me so unconditionally, I was convinced it was an elaborate prank. I was simply happy to let it go. It was over. I was with you. I had no reason to ever think of her again.”

“But why do you think you're replaceable, Skinny?” Suzy cut in.

Andy shrugged. “That's just the way I feel. You two are so out of my league it's not even funny. Why do I deserve you? Either of you? I think about it a lot, and I can't come up with an answer. If you do ever decide to get rid of me, all you need to do is snap your fingers and boys'll come running. Didn't you see them all at the bar? You two had them all hooked. They were looking at me like I was some little parasite leeching off of you. Even your little boy toy, Suzy.”

“Oh, sweetie,” Valentina pouted, scooping him out of his seat and placing him on her lap. She cuddled him lovingly and turned his head to look up at her. “How long have you been feeling this way?”

He looked even smaller than usual sitting in her lap. “...Ever since we started dating,” he admitted shyly.

Valentina squeezed him tighter, hugging him as if it were going to make all his bad feelings go away. was knocked for a loop. This was all news to her. She thought he was perfectly happy in their relationship. He had no idea he was suffering from such a paranoid delusion of his usefulness to her. He was beyond simply useful. He wasn't some toy to be enjoyed temporarily and thrown away as soon as he was no more fun to play with. She had no idea where this idea had even come from.

“Oh, sweetie,” Valentina repeated, voice breaking. “I love you so much, you know? So much. You're a great guy. You're not some fun little fling, okay? I want to be with you. I had no idea you were so unhappy.”

“No, no, no. That's not it,” Andy said resolutely, turning to look her in the eye. “I'm not unhappy. Don't ever believe that. I'm very happy. Only an idiot wouldn't be. As I said, I'm so very, very ridiculously lucky, Val. You're a godsend, an angel. It's just... how could I ever hope to make a goddess like you truly happy like you deserve? What do I have to offer someone like you, or you Suzy?”

“Just you,” Suzy said, bringing her chair over and setting down next to them. “That's all we need, Skinny. Remember my card? Remember my little monologue? Remember how I said I meant it with blush on my cheeks? Yeah, that wasn't any bullshit, little man. I ain't much of an actor. I love you. Val loves you. But it sounds like you don't love you.”

Andy sat silently for a beat. “I certainly didn't,” he admitted. “Not for a long time.”

“Why not?” Suzy pressed, taking his hands into hers.

“I've never been in a relationship where I was valued before now. I had a hard time believing it sometimes. Still do, I guess. I would get so into my own head that I think I'm not worth anything. I know you love me, Val. I know you love me too, Suzy, but I feel like I'm not deserving sometimes. But when I wake up in the morning, and I have two gorgeous women cuddling with me after every wild adventure we share, I sit back and I realize that, yes, this is real, and yes it's happening to me. Why me, I'd wonder? What did I do, or what qualities do I have that make me worthy of your love? I still don't know the answer, but I'll tell you this; I certainly don't want it to end. The day I met you,” he looked up at Valentina and smiled. “It was the happiest day of my life.”

“Mine too,” Valentina murmured warmly, sniffling back tears. He leaned up and softly, but lovingly kissed her in return.

“What am I, chopped liver?” Suzy interjected, trying to add some levity to the suddenly weird turn that had taken place.

“One of the happiest days of my life,” Valentina clarified with an apologetic wince.

“Better,” Suzy winked.

“Second happiest,” Andy offered with a wry, playful shrug.

“Eh, I'll take it,” Suzy replied with a grin. “I can't possibly hope to compete here. I know you two are meant to be together. I know the signs when I see it. But one thing for certain, Skinny. You shouldn't beat yourself up over nothin'. You know how special to us you are.”

“I try not to. But I guess I never answered your first question totally. If I had to pick one solid, concrete reason why I like to cook for you... It's just my small meaningless way of saying thanks for loving me,” Andy said shyly but honestly. 

“Skinny...” Suzy murmured emotionally. She started to get a little misty eyed at the sentiment. She and Valentina wrapped their arms around the sweet little man and shared a long, warm group hug.

“The only thanks we need is that you love us back,” Valentina cooed into his ear, kissing him on the cheek. “It isn't meaningless, either. We appreciate all the things you do, no matter how small. You do so much for us that we couldn't possibly hope to replace you even if we wanted to.”

“Of course, Skinny,” Suzy added. “Out of all the guys I've ever been with, you're the only one that means so much to me. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't around.” Suzy mussed his hair affectionately.

“I love you both with all my heart,” Andy replied softly before switching gears into a less emotionally vulnerable state. His armor was back on. “Now, if sharing and caring time is over, your food is getting cold.” He tapped out of the hug, prompting Suzy to 'hmph,' and take her chair back around to the other side of the table. Valentina set him down onto his feet once more, holding his hand still, letting her eyes linger warmly in his. They returned to their breakfasts in earnest as if nothing had ever happened.

“So what was your ex's name?” Suzy asked after a while, taking a bite of bacon.

“It doesn't matter, Suzy. She's dead to me,” Andy dismissed.

“Suzy, let it go, huh?” Valentina gently chided.

“I'm just saying I'd like to meet this mystery woman someday,” Suzy said, cracking her knuckles. “I'd like to ask her a few questions of my own.”

“Hopefully you never will,” Andy replied earnestly. “But if you do... give her a black eye for me,” he said with a playful grin.

“And me,” Valentina agreed. “Any bitch dumb enough to throw away a perfectly good man deserves to get some sense knocked into her the hard way.”

“The things I do for love,” Suzy shrugged. “Alright, you've twisted my arm. I'll do it.”

“Atta girl,” Andy said. “She wouldn't know what hit her.”

As breakfast continued, Suzy let her eyes linger on Skinny. He was such a sweet, sensitive, loving man. He was always there for them, would do anything. He would break his back to make either Vally or herself happy, and has on several occasions, all without asking for anything in return. Who in their right mind would ever try to break his heart?

She looked at Valentina next, the way her blue eyes looked at him, the small little smile forming on her soft, sweet lips as they talked. She was deeply in love with him, as was Suzy. Oh yes, she and Miss Mystery had a date in the future. Suzy didn't know where, she didn't know when, she didn't even know how to be honest, but it was an inevitability. She filed it away for now and simply focused on the here and now with her lovers, enjoying a wonderful breakfast and even better company.

But one indefatigable truth stuck in her mind, unwilling, unable to be ignored. Nobody hurts the ones she loves and gets away with it.

Nobody.

[NinjaStar]

A/N: WHEW! Done! Finally. It's been a long, strange trip, but we're finally here. Over 100,000 words and 185 pages later, we've finally reached the conclusion. As for the ending, can you say foreshadowing? Dun DUN DUNNNN. Stay tuned in the future as I may have something else is the mix. Thanks to everybody who bothered to comment, and thanks for the 8000+ page views those of you who lurk in the dark recesses of the forum. Until next time.

[Jeremy Lightning]

Wow, I'm away for a couple days and come back to this! Damn, what a sexy read, I mean Suzy and Val having a marathon three way with Andy, him worshiping their bodies as they deserve, launching orgasm after orgasm after orgasm?! I would gladly give up a year's wages to be put in his position for even one night! And this new mystery girl? Andy's former girlfriend who kicked him to the curb, could it be possible that Andy's love of muscular women started with her? Looking forward to finding out! k+!

[NinjaStar]

I thought I'd try my hand at an FMG story. Let me know if I'm successful or not.

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The Golden Idol
by NinjaStar


It was Brian's birthday and Alyssa was wracking her brain trying to figure out what to get him. What do you get the man who has everything? Brian made it clear to her that he didn't want any gifts, or even a real celebration. He was turning twenty-five tomorrow, ordinarily a milestone of a birthday for most people living long enough to reach a quarter of a century, but for Brian it signaled the seemingly rapid descent into middle-age. He maintained that everything up to twenty-one was a blast, but after that, it was all over.

That being said, Alyssa was hoping to cheer him up. But how? She didn't want to get him anything that he would hate, but that was the problem; Brian seemed to hate everything. He hated the clothes she or anyone else picked out for him, he hated any watches, necklaces, bracelets, or any jewelry of any kind. He already had every movie ever made on BluRay, and had an extensive collection of music, most of which illegally downloaded for free. That left not a whole lot of wiggle room for Alyssa to formulate a birthday surprise that would tickle her somewhat dour boyfriend's fancy.

Brian wasn't a morose stick in the mud. He knew how to have fun, but only if he felt like it. He was a reserved man, rarely stating his mind unless asked, and even then, only if you asked enough times to annoy him into answering just so you'd shut up. He had interests, but Alyssa felt like she only scratched the surface as to what they were. He kept to himself a lot. His computer was always locked and encrypted when he wasn't using it and was always careful not to let anyone know too much about him. Even after nearly seven years together, it struck her a bit weird that he seemed to know a lot about her, but she felt like she barely knew him at times. She admittedly knew more about him than anyone else, but even she was kept in the dark about some things. She knew he loved her, but he was very cryptic and strange. He was always there for her, ready with a loving embrace, a gentle kiss, and a soothing word or two whenever she needed it. He was never far away, ready to drop what he was doing at a moment's notice to be by her side if she needed him to be.

They had met in high-school. She was a sporty jock-girl one grade below him, and he was a weirdo that lots of people seemed to know about. Alyssa was a pretty, popular girl who was good at lots of different sports, but only okay academically. Brian was famous for getting into a heated argument with one of his teachers for the sole purpose of making her forget to assign homework for the weekend, amongst other hilarious acts of faculty manipulation. They had met at a party thrown by one of their mutual friends, the head of the cheerleading squad named Brittany Taylor.

Brittany was the stereotypical cheerleader type; a busty, leggy blonde that had many boys around school wrapped around her finger. Unlike the stereotype, Brittany was friendly and generous to lots of people and was very active in trying to bolster school spirit, even off the football field. It struck Alyssa strange that Brian would've been friends with Brittany, as she tended to irk him with her bubbly, somewhat shrill personality. He had scored an invite to her party on account of him tutoring Brittany in Language Arts. Alyssa on the other hand had known Brittany for years and considered her one of her best friends.

Brian seemed so odd and out-of-place at the party, one of the things that struck her immediately about him. He was a small, wiry young man with glasses, messy hair, and a slightly unkempt appearance. He wasn't necessarily bad-looking per se; he just had no interest in how he looked. Alyssa on the other hand was nearly six feet tall by the time she was sixteen, and quite toned and fit due to years of working our and playing sports. She was described as quite beautiful by lots of different people her whole life, with rich chestnut brown hair that was usually tied into a ponytail, vibrant hazel colored eyes, full lips, and a model gorgeous face. Despite her beauty, her height and her pronounced musculature off-put a lot of guys, leaving Alyssa rather lonely throughout most of her school career. Brian immediately struck up a conversation with her, and asked her if she would like to dance. She was caught off guard by his surprisingly confident personality. He was about four inches shorter than she was, and not very athletic. He never once seemed to be intimidated by her. She accepted his offer despite herself. They spent most of the rest of the party out on the terrace away from the other party goers talking and getting to know one another, before sneaking into the laundry room to make out.

It was a magical night for Alyssa, and one that she would remember for years to come. After that, she gave him her number fully expecting him to never call her again like so many other boys did, but he again surprised her when he called a few days later. He apologized for the wait, telling her that he had listened to his older brother's advice never to call a girl immediately after getting her number. He didn't fully understand that rule himself, and asked her out on a date. Alyssa accepted, and the rest, as they say, is history.

Seven years later, she found herself in some weird little nick-nack shop downtown. Alyssa was at her wit's end. She had to find him something, and it might as well be in here. She walked around the small little shop, eyeing the shelves for something that Brian might get a kick out of. This was turning out to be another bust. There was nothing but a bunch of miscellaneous crap that had no value to anyone here.

She was about to leave when something at last caught her eye.

Over on one of the shelves on the back wall was a golden statuette. Alyssa didn't know if it was really gold or not, but knowing this place it likely wasn't. The statuette was of a nude woman with bulging muscles and large, full breasts with protruding nipples suggesting arousal. Her hair was long and cascaded down to her waist, and her face was quite detailed and beautiful. It looked like a bodybuilding trophy. The whole statue was intricately carved and quite detailed. Every muscle was beautifully rendered and quite lifelike. Small little details like veins protruded through the Amazon's skin in certain spots. Simply put, the craftsmanship was exquisite. It didn't really matter if it probably wasn't genuine gold. The figure alone was beautiful regardless of the material it was shaped out of.

Picking it up, Alyssa could see it was heavy, much heavier than she had expected. Maybe it was really gold. Nah, probably lead spray painted gold was a safer bet. Upon closer inspection, Alyssa could see no seams or weld-marks. This piece was crafted from a single piece of metal. She felt the statue's physique. This woman was hard and powerful, but sexy and feminine. She wondered if Brian would like it. He had always told her that he found her athletic body attractive.

Deciding to buy it, Alyssa flipped it over this way and that to discern a price, but couldn't find anything. There was so shelf tag either. Frowning in frustration, Alyssa looked the statue over to see if she could figure out what it was worth. No art collector in his right might would part from such a beautiful piece of work, irrespective of whether it was made out of gold or not. And-- Did the statue's face change?

Alyssa couldn't be certain, but the woman's face looked different somehow. Her hair seemed shorter too, only going midway down her back, much like Alyssa's when it was loose. There was no way a statue could morph like that... could it? She stared hard at the statue, willing it to move it's face around again, but nothing happened. And, if she didn't know better, it seemed lighter than before. Hmm. Strange.

Regardless, Alyssa was going to buy it. She took the statue over to the counter and rang the bell. A few moments later, a small little man came from the back room and greeted her.

“Good afternoon,” he said.

“Hello. I'm looking to purchase this, could you tell me how much it is?” Alyssa replied. The man took a look at it through his bifocals.

“Oh, this piece? Interesting. Very interesting indeed,” he said as if lost in thought. He turned it this way and that, looking it over like she had.

“What's so interesting about it?” Alyssa asked, trying to figure out if the man was appraising it as an appreciator of art, or of muscular women.

“This my dear, is a very special statue. Are you familiar with the Amazons from the days of Ancient Greece?”

“Only a little,” Alyssa replied, fully interested now. Was this an antique? If so, this statue would be worth far beyond what she was willing to pay for it.

“Well, it's said that statues like these originated from the Amazon nation of Themyscira. Married couples would keep replicas of some great statue of one of their great heroes in their house by the bed. On the eve of a campaign, an Amazon and her husband would make love one last time in case she was killed in front of the statue. They believed that it granted them the strength of the hero, whose name has been lost to time unfortunately. These statues are very rare indeed...” the man said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Alyssa was wide-eyed and staring in disbelief. That couldn't be true, could it? If so, then this statue was probably worth millions! What was it doing in this little dinky-ass shop then?

“Is that true?” she asked in awe of the man's tale.

He suppressed a smile, but failed. He burst out laughing making Alyssa feel quite foolish. “Ha ha! No! I made that up, sorry. It's just a little story I cooked up for someone who wanted to buy the damn thing. It's been sitting back there collecting dust for quite some time. I think it's a bodybuilding trophy of some kind. Somebody dumped it off a long time ago along with some of the other crap you see around here. I don't know what it's doing here, to be frank, but hey! I'll sell it to you if you're interested, though I never once thought I'd sell the thing.”

Alyssa's face burned red with embarrassment. What a dick, she thought. “How much do you want for it?” she asked evenly.

“Hell, I dunno. Fifty bucks?” he offered.

“Fif-- You just said you never thought you'd sell it! I'll give you thirty,” Alyssa haggled.

“Forty-five.”

“Thirty-five.”

“Forty.”

“Thirty-seven, and that's my final offer,” Alyssa said, somewhat peevishly. The man took one last look at the statue and capitulated.

“Alright, deal. But you're getting this thing for a song,” he said grudgingly. “That might be real gold plating on this thing!” Alyssa counted out three tens, a five and two ones and paid the man for the statue.

Claiming it once again in triumph of her superior bartering skills, Alyssa grinned and looked at the statue. She felt strangely good, but she didn't know why exactly. Was it because she found Brian a birthday gift at long last after nearly a day looking? Was it because she talked the shopkeep down a whole thirteen bucks off of the asking price? Was it because she was holding a possibly gold plated statue that she might sell for some quick cash if Brian didn't like it? She didn't know, but Alyssa didn't hesitate to head home now that her prize was claimed.

Alyssa didn't know why, but her clothes felt tight. Her shirt collar seemed to want to choke her, and her jeans felt really stiff all of a sudden. Paying it no mind, she set the statue onto the roof of her car and unlocked the door. She grabbed the statue once more and tried to get in, but she smacked her head on the doorframe.

“Ow, dammit!” Alyssa swore. She was a tall woman, but usually she avoided such embarrassments. The whole car seemed a little cramped now compared to what she was used to. It seemed like her head brushed the ceiling more and her legs seemed longer somehow. What was going on? What a strange day this has been. Rubbing her goose egg in annoyance, Alyssa fired up the engine and headed home.

She made her way back to the apartment complex where she and Brian lived. It was a nice, stately set of buildings with spacious, homey apartments for people who wanted the experience of living in a house without all the yardwork. It was reasonably priced, and had a fully stocked gym that Alyssa make good use out of. She pulled her car into the garage and carefully exited the car with the statue in hand once more.

The strange feeling returned. She couldn't place a finger on it, but the once she held the statue in hand and ran her fingers over the defined musculature of the golden Amazon, she felt good. Was she... attracted to the statue? That seemed silly to her and she quickly dismissed such a notion. Still... the woman was very beautiful, and Alyssa found herself unable to take her eyes off of her beautiful face and luscious curves. She had never considered herself anything but straight, but there was something about a muscular woman that Alyssa couldn't quite describe. Sexy, maybe? She didn't know.

Shaking her head, she set the statue down on the hood of her car and looked for a box to fit it in. They still had a few of their move-in boxes lying around and there was one roughly a foot long that was perfect. The golden statuette fit wonderfully inside. Alyssa packed in some newspaper to prevent it from rattling around or getting damaged should she drop it. She moved to close the flaps, but couldn't.

She simply could not take her eyes off the statue. She had memorized every hard line, every powerful curve, every explosively female section of the statue. Her breathing quickened. Her skin flushed red. Her nipples hardened. No! Stop it! She commanded herself. With enormous willpower, Alyssa closed the box and shut the garage door. Key in hand, she walked the long distance to her building and unlocked the door. She routinely checked the mail. It was a good indication of whether or not Brian was home or not. It was after 11:00. The mail had come, and Brian had not retrieved it yet. He wasn't home. Excellent, she thought to herself. She would have time to wrap the box and secret it somewhere before Brian came home.

She took the mail from the mailbox and gave it all a quick once over. Junk, for the most part. One was a reminder that the car insurance was due next month. Nothing critically important. She shut the mailbox and headed up the stairs to the third floor. The steps seemed narrower and shorter than usual. She found it easier to take them two at a time with her long, powerful legs. Once she reached the second floor, the door to one of her downstairs neighbors opened. It was Mrs. Magruder, an old widow who lived alone with many cats. She was a sweet old lady, but a bit of a busybody. However, she knew the comings and goings of everyone in the building, and if you ever needed the latest gossip, she was the one to talk to.

“Hello, Mrs. Magruder,” Alyssa greeted her, stopping for a moment to chat.

“Oh, hello dear,” Mrs. Magruder said warmly. Huh, Alyssa thought to herself. She seems smaller than usual. She was always a small, petite old lady to begin with, but had she shrunk in the last day or two? Alyssa wondered.

Mrs. Magruder's face fell and she gave Alyssa a once over. Alyssa balked at her bizarre expression and her sudden change in demeanor. “Have you gotten... bigger, dear, or is it my imagination?”

“Well, I do work out, you know?” Alyssa replied, flexing her arm. Mrs. Magruder's eyes bulged at the sight of Alyssa flexing for some reason. It wasn't a secret that she hit the gym four days a week. She was more muscular than the average woman, in addition to being taller, but no moreso than any typical athletic woman. Mrs. Magruder knew that, even if she was super-old fashioned about certain things. She simply didn't hold with the idea that women should be fit and strong.

“Of course, dear,” Mrs. Magruder agreed thoughtfully. She looked like she was calculating something in her head, but Alyssa had no clue as to what. “And how's Brian doing?” she asked, changing the subject suddenly.

“Oh, you know him. He's turning twenty-five tomorrow, but he's acting like he's dying of old age already-- er, no offense,” Alyssa said, quickly remembering who she was talking to.

“Oh, don't worry about it, dear. None taken,” Mrs. Magruder said sweetly, though here eyes seemed to lack the usual twinkle that made her so endearing. She was looking at Alyssa like she had never seen her before. It was making her uncomfortable.

“Well, I uh, have to go. It was nice talking to you, Mrs. Magruder,” Alyssa said after a beat of uncomfortable silence between the two.

“Of course dear. It was nice talking to you as well,” she replied. Alyssa quickly turned and all but fled up the last flight of stairs.

“That was weird,” she commented to herself, sticking the key into the keyholes of Apartment 314, the place she and Brian lived. What about her made Mrs. Magruder act so strangely? She wasn't dressed slutty, at least she didn't think so. She hadn't gotten any tattoos that she knew of. Mrs. Magruder had never once commented negatively about the fact that she had muscles before, so why did she react the way she did when she flexed her arm? Alyssa set the mail and the box down on the table and kicked off her shoes. Her feet were killing her. She had pretty big feet for a woman, one of the pitfalls of being so tall, so it was hard to find shoes that fit. She had picked up these trainers out of dumb luck. They were just her size. She hated to think that she was outgrowing them. She was 23 for crissake! She shouldn't be still growing.

But her clothes did feel tight. All over. Her babydoll t-shirt in particular seemed to cling to her like a second skin. Everything fit fine this morning. Dismissing the thought, she headed into the spare bedroom and opened the closet to look for the wrapping paper, bows and tape needed for wrapping Brian's gift. To her dismay, there was no birthday paper. She could've sworn there was at least part of a roll in here!   

“Fuck!” Alyssa swore, pounding her fist against the wall. To her shock, her hand sunk a few inches into the drywall. “What the...” she muttered, pulling her hand out. What had just happened? Was the drywall weak in that section, or was she that strong? She knew she was strong, but this was ridiculous! Then again, she never really applied her strength in such a manner. Luckily, the hole was in an unobtrusive place where no one was likely to see it. She would hire someone to come over and fix it before they ever moved out. The building association would be none the wiser.

Alyssa didn't really feel like going back out, and giving Brian a plain box just seemed shitty. They had plenty of Christmas wrapping left over. She picked up a roll that had nothing especially Christmas-y about it, save for the snowmen and pine trees. It would have to do. Brian might get a kick out it. She headed into the kitchenette and rummaged around for scissors until she found some. She unfurled a section, cut it, folded it up over the box and taped it shut. Alyssa prided herself on her perfect folds. She was a gift-wrapping queen. All Brian needed to do was to pop on the corners open, and the box ought to slide right out. No muss, no fuss. She hid the box in the spare bedroom, and got rid of the evidence of possible gift-wrapping anywhere in the vicinity. All that was left to do was wait for Brian to come home and surprise him. She couldn't wait to see the look on his face when she pulled out his gift. He would probably be annoyed that she got him something despite telling her that he didn't want anything, but he would be grateful and appreciative that she had thought of him enough to get him a gift. It was that moment when he smiled and blushed cutely that she was waiting for. He was a sweet little guy.

Now whether or not he would even like the gift she had gotten him was another matter entirely. He might. Brian liked her toned, strong body, and when they watched a female crossfit competition on television, she noticed how he was sporting an erection watching such muscular women lifting such heavy weights. He did his best to hide it, and Alyssa never broached the subject, but it stuck in her mind. Brian obviously had a thing about strong, buff girls even if he would never admit to it. Alyssa was confident that Brian would like the golden Amazon statue.

She took off her clothes and tossed them into the laundry hamper, preparing to take a shower. Alyssa felt sweaty and stinky after being out all morning despite having taking a shower before she had even set out. Two showers in one day wouldn't kill her. Besides, she had time to kill.

Stepping into the bathroom, she flicked on the light. She gasped at what she saw in the mirror. Staring back at her through the reflection of the large mirror was her, only... different somehow. Alyssa stared hard at herself. Were her muscles... bigger? Her abs in particular looked more defined and chiseled than before. There was no way. Simply no way. This was impossible. Running her fingers over her tanned skin, she could feel the hardness of her muscles beneath the soft skin. She poked at her stomach. It was hard and flat relaxed, but when she flexed, her abs sprung to life as if they were alive. Eight tight little balls of muscle swelled and thickened beneath her skin as she flexed, becoming bulletproof. Alyssa rapped her knuckles against her belly only to hear the dull thud of her fist on solid steel meat. She fingered the deep troughs between her abs. This was unreal!

Her shoulders seemed stronger and broader as well. Alyssa always had broad shoulders, but now they seemed to be thicker and wider than ever. She had always taken care not to develop them too much, for fear of looking mannish. Her deltoids seemed meatier and rounder than before. She still wasn't quite She-Hulk, but there was no denying it; her muscles were definitely bigger.

A quick double bicep flex confirmed it. Small, but noticeable peaks sprung up with a flex. Alyssa had been content with simply toned arms. Now, they bulged with muscle. Her forearms popped when she clenched her fists, and her biceps were pretty much impossible not to notice. No wonder Mrs. Magruder's eyes had fallen out of her head earlier! Alyssa's eyes were doing the same! She felt her own bicep experimentally. It was hard and solid, like the rest of her muscles. She had never measured her arms before, but they looked to be at least a few inches bigger around. The same went for her triceps, which upon flexing, became just as thick and meaty as the rest of her arm.

Her chest was another matter. While there was some definite growth there, it seemed softer and spongier than the rest of her body. Alyssa had been rather flatchested all her life. Lifting weights so heavily had pretty much sealed that coffin for her. She had resigned herself to being flat as a board as a teenager, and instead had worked to cultivate her other body parts instead, such as her long, shapely legs, or her round, curvy ass. But how her chest seemed to be blossoming with... boobs? She was still an A-cup, but there was some definite breast tissue on her chest when before there was none. It didn't make any sense. If her muscles were bigger, why would her breasts be growing as well? She was trying not to freak out.

“My god,” Alyssa gasped. She didn't want this. She didn't want to be Arnolda Schwarzeneggar. She liked having muscles, but she liked being a girl more. It looks like she had been hitting the gym too hard. She might have to step it back to three days a week instead. Maybe two. Everyone is going to think she's on steroids or something. Oh shit! Mrs. Magruder! She was going to tell everyone that! That's why she was looking at her so strangely! That's what she was trying to figure out! Damnit! Alyssa clutched her head in frustration, causing her muscles to ripple and flex involuntarily beneath her skin. Why was this happening? What could be the cause of this? What would everyone think? What would Brian think?

Maybe... Maybe she should just take a shower, and see if she could calm herself. Get away from the mirror. Maybe you're just imagining things. You're definitely pushing yourself too hard in the gym, girl, she though to herself. Slow it down. Yeah, that was it. She'd simply stop going so often. Gaining a semblance of calm, Alyssa stepped into the shower and turned on the water.

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More to come.

[sicktick]

awesome start, excited to see where it goes!

[chilipalmer99]

Great set-up. Already like the two main characters, looking forward to their ineractions.

CP

[Jeremy Lightning]

As a fan of your Suzy and Val stories, I am looking forward to seeing how far this goes, maybe it can go even farther than those girls in terms of muscle size and strength, I hope to find out eventually, but what you've given us so far is pretty nice in and of itself, keep up the good work! k+!

[M7]

Great start Ninja. K+++ Look forward to reading more.