This illustrated story is the first in a series that is written and also illustrated by Diana the Valkyrie. It's free because this is the first time that I've both written and illustrated a story, and I'm not completely happy with the illustrations. I believe that I could do better. But I know the answer - practice, practice, practice.

I would welcome any feedback, both on the story and on the illustration. Email me at webmaster@amysconquest.com

The weightlifting contest By Diana the Valkyrie Linda Daventry is a professional fluffer. If you've ever wondered how a guy can keep it up for the hours that it take to make a video, wonder no more, the answer is Linda. Linda isn't conventionally pretty, and she doesn't have big tits (or big anything else) but she is extremely skilled at what she does, and many guys feel a surge of excitement as soon as they see Linda and her Big Bag of Useful Items. Linda's best friend is Sharon. Sharon is six feet eight inches and built like a Panzerkamfpwagon (but without the long-barrelled gun sticking out in front). Often, the mere threat of calling in Sharon for a bit of help is all that Linda needs to get things going the way she wants. The story is about the first ever genital weight lifting contest put on by the IFGW, the International Federation of Genital Weightlifting. Points are awarded for the ounces of weight lifted, and the height of the lift in inches. Linda's butterstick is Horse Pangborne. He has that nickname because he's as thick as a horse (I'm not sure if he can count up to one), and I don't mean diameter. And he's also struggling with the need to balance his Testosterone intake with his Estrogen, and his balls were the size of grapefruit, which for the purpose of a GW contest, was not good. Read the preview version Download this story (it's free!

Saturday night audio stories - The Plough Girl Squadron, part six

The Plough Girl Squadron moves to Chicago, and creates an interrogation room. Milly breaks the fingers of a small-time drug deaer, one at a time, He screams rather loudly, so Milly squeezes a rubber ball into his mouth. After breaking enough fingers, the drug dealer decides to name his boss, so the Plough Girls put him into their "zoo", and they started to plan the raid on the boss's house. The plan was simple. They filled an oil drum with 350 pounds of gasoline, and Olga threw it into a winddow; this was followed by a gasoline-soaked rag on fire. The girls captured the six guys who ran out of the house, and took them back to the interrogation room. The Plough Girls used an combination of intimidation and sex, to turn the guys into puppets Preview the audio story Sign up to pay for just this audio costing $5 Download this audio (after you paid for it)

CURRENT UPDATE (Text Story) - The Plough Girl Squadron, part six

The Plough Girl Squadron moves to Chicago, and creates an interrogation room. Milly breaks the fingers of a small-time drug deaer, one at a time, He screams rather loudly, so Milly squeezes a rubber ball into his mouth. After breaking enough fingers, the drug dealer decides to name his boss, so the Plough Girls put him into their "zoo", and they started to plan the raid on the boss's house. The plan was simple. They filled an oil drum with 350 pounds of gasoline, and Olga threw it into a winddow; this was followed by a gasoline-soaked rag on fire. The girls captured the six guys who ran out of the house, and took them back to the interrogation room. The Plough Girls used an combination of intimidation and sex, to turn the guys into puppets Read the preview to this story here! Sign up to pay for just this story costing $3 Download this story (after you paid for it)

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CURRENT UPDATE (Illustrated Story) -

Pizza Girl part one Yes. I deliver pizza. Because someone has to, and I need a job. With the economy how it is post-Brexit (I still don't understand how we got conned into that) well-paying jobs are as rare as hen's teeth. So I'm a pizza delivery girl. And I'm Pizzagirl because a weird accident happened with the pizza microwave plus pineapple plus anchovies, which should normally never come in contact, let alone on top of pizza. Superman came from Krypton, Batman came from Gotham City, Wonder Woman came from Themyscira. I come from Neasden in London. Superman has superpowers because he's Kryptonese, Batman because he spends a lot of money on gadgets, Wonder Woman because she's an Amazon. Me? See above - the accident. Superman, Batman and WW all have secret identities, so when the accident happened, I realised I needed one. Because superheroes don't get paid. Can you imagine? Superman swoops down and saves a falling woman and then invoices her for $600. Wonder Woman worked part time at Taco Whiz and takes home minimum wage. No chance. So for my secret identity, I put on a pair of plain glass spectacles, because apparently that's all you need. But to be totally sure of secrecy, I also wore my hair in a ponytail instead of the falling locks that Pizzagirl wears. Read the preview version Sign up to pay for just this story costing $8.00 Download this story (after you paid for it)

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THURSDAY NIGHT MOVIES (Video Clip) - Disque Dur (Hard Drive) - Shot in French language. A love story between Colette and David. (Courtesy Builtmore).

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