Boutique Physique Fetish 1
An exotically beautiful Asian Amazon with a compact gymnast's body and steel hard frame, a towering Ebony Goddess with long, lean, powerful muscles flowing all over her statuesque physique, and none other than an increasingly iconic buxom blond bombshell with the unreal beauty to match her unrivaled muscle packed body. Each of them dressed in barely-there string bikinis, which showed off virtually every inch of their super fit frames to those around watching and cheering them on, doing so at a fever pitch as they came to the end of their first initiation task, bringing them one step forward to officially joining this very select Sorority House. Their hard, fit, tight and muscle packed bodies popping, bursting and breaking apart a series of extremely durable foods items, doing so in a race against the clock, to see if they could accomplish their task in their previously discussed time limit. A task that consisted of each of these buff beauties destroying an assortment of watermelons, rock melons, apples, and other hard-skinned produce; doing so with their rock-hard bodies, in very specific ways. The crushing of apples in such muscular girl's flexing arms seemed all too common these days, which is why these girls here had to do so within their thick, pulsating pecs. Shoving the biggest, firmest, hardest looking apples their future Sisters could find into their beefy breasts, and with suddenly savage squeezes crushing them all to pieces, sending rivers of sweet tasting apple juice flowing down their rippling cleavage and into washboard abs. |
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Asian
Amazon
gymnast
body
steel hard frame
Ebony Goddess
powerful muscles
statuesque physique
iconic
buxom blond bombshell
string bikinis
super fit frames
Sorority House
muscle packed bodies
durable foods items
time limit
watermelons
rock melons
apples
hard-skinned produce
muscular girl's flexing arms
pecs
beefy breasts
savage squeezes
apple juice
rippling cleavage
washboard abs
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Price: 6.00 |
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Happy Hormones Crip Walking 2
The tour far ahead of them, Amy and her mother decided to make their own way across the university. Past quiet walkways and well-manicured lawns, the tall women continued to draw attention. Amy, in particular, loved to draw more of it. Whether it was flexing her rock-hard calves walking past a group of guys, or pressing her huge melons together with her arms while she asked someone for directions, she always got her desired reaction (stares of longing for her perfectly-built body). Her favorite activity was bending over at the waist after 'accidentally' dropping her handbag, giving an unwitting guy behind her a direct view of her amazing bowling ball glutes. She would then turn her head, give her ass a playful smack and blow a kiss sure to leave an erection as the two women would continue on and laugh. |
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tour
Amy
mother
own way
university
walkways
lawns
women
attention
flexing
rock-hard calves
group of guys
pressing
huge melons
arms
directions
desired reaction
stares
longing
perfectly-built body
favorite activity
bending over
waist
handbag
unwitting guy
direct view
amazing bowling ball glutes
turn
head
playful smack
blow a kiss
erection
two women
laugh
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Price: 6.00 |
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Muscle Oni (Ju Tanka) 1
She was a pure monster of muscle and sex "Ass not so bad either," She Thought She lifted her robe showing massive glutes. They were buns of pure steal "Lets see if this body is just for show" She dropped down and started doing some pushed up. She got up to 500 pushed up and then even sweat. She switches to arm and did 1000 "Hmm not so bad," She Thought She grabbed the bed and lifted it up with one hand. She lifted it over her head walking around the room She found her senses were heighten. She could smell and hear better. If she concentrated, she could hear from miles away. The costume. The colors of it were orange and red. The Kimono gave people a nice view of her breast. She was deep into the Alphabet when it come to breast size. Her tits felt amazing. They were full and womanly. She flexed her pectoral making them bounce. They were large, Over G cups. They stood out in pride defying gravity. Her feet were 16 inches. Her mom had put in some sandals that she could step in easy on. She found putting on the mask changed the way she saw herself. She felt confident and powerful. The adrenaline pumping through her. She could feel the heart beating in her chest like a Thunder. She felt ALIVE. |
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monster
muscle
sex
glutes
buns
body
pushed up
arm
sweat
bed
senses
heighten
smell
hear
costume
colors
Kimono
breast
Alphabet
tits
pectoral
G cups
feet
sandals
mask
confident
powerful
adrenaline
heart
alive
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Price: 6.00 |
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Pizza Girl part three
Today I was attacked again - the guy wanted the money I was carrying. He was waving a knife around, but it was a dinner knife and he looked really stupid with it. "OK, OK," I said, "My life isn't worth the cash I'm carrying, it's on the bicycle, I'll just get it." But also on the bicycle was my hockey stick, and that's a yard long. I unclipped it, and swung at his head, as one does. He ducked, of course, but I caught him a good one on the shoulder. He yelled "Bitch" and came at me with the knife, but I got him on the left ear with the second swipe of my stick, and he staggered. Why a hockey stick, you might be wondering. Because a baseball bat looks like a weapon, but a hockey stick looks like sports equipment. Which it is, and I've had plenty of practice with it. So he was still coming at me with his cutlery, so after I'd bounced my hockey stick off his left ear, I did a follow through, spun round and smashed my weapon into his right ear. Now he was dazed, but he still had his knife, so I lined up carefully and whacked his right hand, cracking his knuckles and causing him to drop the blade. Now he was disarmed, I suppose I could have just got on the pizza bike and rode off, but my blood was up and I wasn't going to stop now. The standard strike with a hockey stick is, of course, to the shins, followed by an "Oops, sorry about that!". So I took careful aim, raised the stick and brought it down as hard as I could. There was a satisfying "Crack!" and I knew that my assailant was finished. So I put my hockey stick back on its bracket, got on the pizza bike and rode off into the sunset. Or I would have, but it was night time so I rode off into the moonlight. |
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attacked
money
carrying
waving
knife
dinner knife
stupid
life
cash
bicycle
hockey stick
yard long
unclipped
swung
head
ducked
caught
shoulder
yelled
bitch
left ear
second swipe
stick
staggered
baseball bat
sports equipment
practice
cutlery
bounced
follow through
smashed
weapon
dazed
right hand
cracking
knuckles
drop
blade
disarmed
pizza bike
rode off
blood
standard strike
shins
oops
sorry
aim
raised
hard
satisfying
crack
assailant
finished
bracket
sunset
night time
moonlight
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Price: 8.00 |
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Pizza Girl part two
Revenge is a dish best served brass monkeys, unlike pizza. So, the next time I see Eric, I use my Pizzagirl power to step on the pedals and catch up with him. I silently approach from behind, and blast him with my compressed air powered horn, sounding at 130 decibels just like a 56 ton 18 wheel truck mere inches behind him. He was suitably startled, swerved, wobbled, wobbled some more and went down, making a very satisfactory scrunching sound as he hit the deck. "Good morning, Eric," I called out merrily as I sailed past. Karma soon caught up with me - it started raining. Cats and dogs. So I reacted the way I always do - I got wet. But the pizza was safely tucked away in my insulated pannier, and I was able to deliver it, still hot. I stood there looking like a drowned kitten while the customer fetched some bread, which wetness I believe contributed to the handsome tip he gave me. Another contribution might have been the way that my wet shirt clung to my thrupenny bits. I'll take whatever I can get, except getting stiffed. |
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Revenge
dish
brass monkeys
pizza
Eric
Pizzagirl power
pedals
compressed air
horn
decibels
truck
startled
swerved
wobbled
scrunching sound
Karma
raining
wet
insulated pannier
hot
drowned kitten
customer
bread
handsome tip
wet shirt
thrupenny bits
stiffed
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Price: 8.00 |
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The Black Burqa illustrated, part six
"Those high powered rifles can go straight through even Kevlar" he told me. "Yes," I agreed. Actually, I was surprised that no-one had guessed that we'd kitted out our women with steel plate armour - armour much heavier than an ordinary man could carry. And that steel armour, weighing about a hundred pounds would deflect an AR-15 round. We knew this, because we'd tested it. "But what if the shooter had gone for a head shot?" That was certainly a possibility, but gun training was to aim for the centre mass, because a head is a much smaller target. "If he'd gone for a head shot, it would certainly have been "Goodnight Gracie", but we sent in three Black Burqas, and even if one was killed, it would be a good trade for the lives of the thirty off springs that he was holding hostage." "That's incredibly brave," said the interviewer. "We're women," I replied. "And we're mothers. off springs are the purpose of our existence. You'd need to be a mother yourself to understand, but here's a simple way to put it. The female of the species is more deadly than the male." I continued. "Men talk. Men negotiate. Men compromise, and while that is appropriate for many purposes, when it comes to off springs, there is no doubt, no hesitation and no compromise. Our Black Burqas had one and only one purpose. If the police had tried to stop them, they would have been swept aside. If one had been shot then the other two would have continued to rescue those off springs." "The shooter was in a real mess when the police went in, wasn't that excessive?" he asked. I repeated, "There is no compromise. No negotiation. Anyone who threatens our off springs, gets the immediate white-hot fury of the female of the species. In this case, what happened exactly was, a punch to the belly to incapacitate him and double him up, a knee lifted to meet the face coming down and break the nose and teeth, and a double-fist rabbit punch to knock him out and lay him flat on the ground. And when a Black Burqa delivers that triple whammy, the recipient is knocked cold for the next several hours. And if it's delivered too hard and the guy dies, then we're not going to weep for him, he threatened our off springs with death." "And if in the course of taking down an active shooter with a gun, he gets injured, then I'm not going to apologize to him. Even if he loses a few fingers when the gun is seized and is unable to fire a gun in future, then that's just a consequence of his decision to pick up a gun and kill our off springs." |
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rifles
Kevlar
steel plate armour
AR-15
head shot
Black Burqas
hostage
mothers
deadly
police
excessive
punch
knee
rabbit punch
active shooter
gun
fingers
kill
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Price: 8.00 |
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Rough sex at the gym
An Amazon acquires a new victim in the gym and has hot and heavy sex with her. When the victim's boyfriend tries to interfere, he is destroyed with a single punch. She drags her victim into the Ladies room, and gives her more sex than three women would be able to take; more than a dozen men could give. The boyfriend, recovered, tries to intervene again, so she breaks his arm. She takes her new girl and the boyfriend to hospital, where they hook up with a nurse that she knows, and the three women have powerful sex together while the impotent boyfriend watches from his hospital bed. |
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Amazon
victim
gym
hot
heavy sex
boyfriend
interfere
destroyed
single punch
Ladies room
more sex
three women
dozen men
recovered
intervene
breaks arm
hospital
hook up
nurse
powerful sex
impotent
watches
hospital bed
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Price: 8.00 |
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The ERG sorority
We were just gossiping about guys, as one does. I suppose guys gossip about girls, or maybe they just gossip about sports. I don't know. Boys just don't seem to be rational. Sex is the most important thing in the world, because sex leads to babies, and without babies, the human race goes extinct. Without baseball, the human race doesn't go extinct. Without football, the human race continues. And the same for basketball, cricket, soccer, golf and so on. Something we've all noticed is that there seem to be a bunch of boys that are turned on by female muscle, but there's also a bunch that are intimidated by us to the extent that they don't even appear on our radar. Judy said "I make money by dancing." And while she's dancing in her bikini, she shows off her thick muscles; the audience easily understands that she's stronger than any two of them. "They feel intimidated by my body, and even a bit scared. And when I suggest tips, they respond enthusiastically, with five and ten dollar bills. Sally reminisced about a jockstrap raid she'd been on. "It was great fun. We hit the ALE frat house. There were four of us, and the boys didn't put up any resistance, because they knew that they'd be knocked flat if they tried. So we smashed down their front door - it turned out that it hadn't been locked, but smashing it down set the scene. We barged into their dorm room and rummaged through their drawers, grabbing their most intimate garments - jock straps. They were a bit smelly, but we'd brought plastic bags to put them in. Then we marched out, past the boys who were still cowering in their living room. |
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gossiping
guys
girls
sports
rational
sex
important
babies
human race
extinct
baseball
football
basketball
cricket
soccer
golf
boys
turned on
female muscle
intimidated
radar
money
dancing
bikini
muscles
audience
intimidated
scared
tips
enthusiastically
jockstrap raid
ALE frat house
resistance
knocked flat
smashed
front door
dorm room
drawers
intimate garments
jock straps
smelly
plastic bags
marched out
cowering
living room.
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Price: 8.00 |
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Policewoman
Tim is challenged to armwrestle a policewoman; she turns out to be stronger than he is. Terri is 5'11" tall, weighs 155 pounds of solid muscle, and her measurements are 39EE-24-36 She told him that she enjoyed his humiliation, and then suggested that the wrestle. Her body scissors crushes him easily, she pins him with her straddle. This was followed by a full nelson, a surfboard and a head scissors. tim was really wiped out! Artwork by legendary artist MadMax. |
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armwrestle
policewoman
stronger
Terri
tall
solid muscle
measurements
humiliation
wrestle
body scissors
crushes
pins
straddle
full nelson
surfboard
head scissors
wiped out
MadMax.
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Price: 8.00 |
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Amy's seduction
18-year old Amy Hardstone is in detention, and she seduces the teacher, Robert Scott, who is sitting in on the detention. Why is she there? Because she got into a fight. With three guys, and gave them a severe beating, leaving them in hospital. Amy shows Robert her huge biceps and massive thighs; flexing and breaking the desk she was sitting at. Then she mashes Robert against the blackboard with her enormous breasts, almost smothering him. Amy both attracted and terrified the small teacher. And when he calls her a freak, she's upset, and shows it by mangling the desk. Robert tries to make a run for it, but is stopped by collision with Amy's hard body, and then she crushes him in her arms, leaving him unable to breathe. |
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18-year old
Amy Hardstone
detention
seduces
teacher
Robert Scott
fight
three guys
severe beating
hospital
huge biceps
massive thighs
flexing
breaking
desk
mashes
blackboard
enormous breasts
smothering
attracted
terrified
small teacher
freak
upset
mangling
run
stopped
collision
hard body
crushes
arms
unable to breathe
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Price: 8.00 |
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