"So tell me, Tom," Krissy said as she showcased her formidable, powerpacked, muscle-stuffed body to him, small hands highlighting different parts of her tremendous physique like a Price is Right model.

"And so it went," she continued nonchalantly, as if the photographic proof she had just laid on the table of her freakishly, frighteningly massive muscular development at a young age where she couldn't even drive a car was a matter of course.

"But the drugs didn't stop reacting with my body like the scientists had thought they would, as you can plainly see!" she finished with another bright smile curling her full, pink lips to frame perfectly white, straight teeth.

*Author’s Note: May I just say that I mean no offense in the title of this story, there is a sport, which is probably known world wide as Dwarf Tossing, I don’t condone this sport, and I don’t feel that it is in any way a justifiable use of anybody’s time. So, in this story, I am trying my best to show why this travesty should be changed, how about it becomes non-dwarf tossing by a person of dwarfish proportions?*

Author’s note: I have always been fascinated with female gymnasts, from the Olympics on down, these tiny girls have proven to me that pound for pound, they are the strongest, quickest, and definitely most agile athletes around, I have to write at least one story about their power, and of course put my little spin on it.

Jeremy Wilson's private blog (Made up for this story)

June 14, 2009

Gamma pt. 15

Jess and Brian finished up the last few shot from the latest photoset. Wearing a thong and very form fitting sports bra showing off the perfect amount of cleavage, Jess went to Brian’s living room and plopped down on the sofa, not worrying about changing just yet. She felt a comfort with Brian, which was a bit surprising to her given the events that had transpired just a few hours prior. “So what do you make of that note?”

Brian: I don’t know what to make of it. And really I wouldn’t worry about it until something comes of it.

Here's a small teaser from the current Chapter of Ez-Fit I'm working on - should be done soon! Enjoy...

"Come on, do it," she practially begged in her high, sing song voice. "Go ahead, swing!"

Chapter 2 - Krissy's Massive Muscles

Krissy sipped at her wine and pulled a stack of photos from the pocket of her discarded trench coat with a quick movement, holding them close to her muscle-stuffed chest and looking at Tom coyly. Seeing he was completely enraptured with simply the view of her monstrously developed physique, and knowing there was so much more to see and do, she decided to start her story.

"So tell me, Tom," Krissy said as she showcased her formidable, powerpacked, muscle-stuffed body to him, small hands highlighting different parts of her tremendous physique like a Price is Right model.

The Amazon Trial of Strength

High Priestess Philondra urged her horse on, driving it to go even faster. The loyal mare’s hooves pounded the dirt road heavily, and her breath came steaming out of her nostrils. Philondra regretted having to drive her steed this hard, but she knew time was of the essence. The warriors she had brought with her knew this as well, and they were similarly eager to get to their destination as quickly as possible. Strong and faithful to a woman, the warriors were all Temple Maidens devoted to Kala’s worship.

The sliding glass doors open for Melissa as she approached the entrance of the YMCA. She felt more powerful than normal today, no doubt thanks to how well her shorts conformed to her body. They were the soft stitched type that stretched dangerously thin over her hard physique. They gently rubbed the rocks of her steel abs and long, swollen ropes of her leg with feelings of feminine sensuality. As she walked through the YMCA she saw the people around her, the members of the YMCA and the staff of the YMCA, but chose to ignore them.