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Boutique Physique Fetish 1
(Story by DTM, Artwork: Jupiter 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.

The Black Burqa illustrated, part four
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The patriarchy become afraid of the Black Burqa movement, which is spreading rapidly. There's a media campaign, orchestrated by the Ministry of Truth. trying to discredit them. So the Black Burdas raid the Ministry of Truth and help the Minister to understand the true meaning of the Quran. Ayesha breaks one of his ribs, then squeezes him so hard that he can't breathe, and his bladder voids. They crushed the gates of the compound into a tangle of useless steel piled in a heap, and they left a black burqa there to show what had happened.

Girls these days
(Artist: Athena2)

Buffy is a beautiful ,sexy muscular Amazon who trains and works out all the time in the gym. She's got the most impressive beautiful muscular legs that the Sidekick Dynamite worships. He loves women that can take advantage of him; so Buffy does just that. She goes up to him and ask him if he used her towels. He denies it; she asks again he denies again. She then grabs him by the shoulders and puts a powerful headscissor on him crushing his head. As he starts wimpering she squeezes even harder the more he wimpers the more pressure she puts on. She then goes from a standing headscissor to sitting headscissor. And then continues to squeeze harder and harder, as he starts screaming in pain. She keeps asking him did you use the towels? Do you hear me? He starts screaming, saying obscene words, and keeps saying to her how can i answer you if your squeezing me like a python She keeps saying your lying to me. He keeps yelling in pain and saying baby please let up a little your squeezing me so hard. Then more headsciissors with those sexy strong legs The more he says please stop I dont know who used your towels. She says to him your lying about the towels how did the towels get so dirty? He wont tell her the truth she then puts a bodyscissor on him, take the wind right out of him. At the end theres a surprise ending.

Goddess Nadia - Worship Me, First-Timer
(Artist: Athena2)

When the gorgeous, voluptuously shaped Nadia returns home from the club with a lusting male admirer in tow, she is thrilled to hear that he's never been with a strong, muscular woman before - Perfect! She relishes in taking the dominant role as she leads her all too interested male in his first muscle worship session, complete with tough erotic words and lots of sensual positions, where she is in total control! His hands touch her body in admiration, which leads to her pinning him to the floor with her thick, powerful form, making him cry out in pain, while also causing him to moan with arousal! Nadia smothers and squeezes his helpless frame, as she erotically talks about how strong she is, and how she plans to use her power over him, all night long!

The Black Burqa part four
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The patriarchy become afraid of the Black Burqa movement, which is spreading rapidly. There's a media campaign, orchestrated by the Ministry of Truth. trying to discredit them. So the Black Burdas raid the Ministry of Truth and help the Minister to understand the true meaning of the Quran. Ayesha breaks one of his ribs, then squeezes him so hard that he can't breathe, and his bladder voids. They crushed the gates of the compound into a tangle of useless steel piled in a heap, and they left a black burqa there to show what had happened.

Musclegirl Treats Her Man Right
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Imagine you're laying in bed, as your strong, muscular girlfriend poses sexily before you, showing off each of her powerful bodyparts in lacy lingerie, in a very erotic manner! Of course, such sexy muscle flexing isn't the only treat she has for you tonight, as she's brought over several large, powerful macho men from the gym, for the sole purpose of man-handling them for your sexy viewing pleasure! Even combined they can't hope to challenge her unreal strength, as she puts them out with a few crushing squeezes, before joining you in bed, where she evelopes you in her rock solid body, pumping her tight, rippling form into you until you both Climax together! There's nothing better than having a loving Amazon girlfriend, and no one better to perform this story to YOU than the world class erotic tones of JuicyPeach Audio! (18 minutes)

The Black Burqa part four
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The patriarchy become afraid of the Black Burqa movement, which is spreading rapidly. There's a media campaign, orchestrated by the Ministry of Truth. trying to discredit them. So the Black Burdas raid the Ministry of Truth and help the Minister to understand the true meaning of the Quran. Ayesha breaks one of his ribs, then squeezes him so hard that he can't breathe, and his bladder voids. They crushed the gates of the compound into a tangle of useless steel piled in a heap, and they left a black burqa there to show what had happened.

The Black Burqa part seven
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The Black Burqas have attracted the notice of the patriarchy. I know this because they sent a man dressed in a black burqa with the intention of signing up. So they found a short guy, got him to talk in a squeaky voice and to walk without stamping his feet. He lasted about five minutes. He wasn't even able to lift 100 kilograms, so we ripped off his burqa and checked his genitals. Busted! Some of the sisters were all for punishing him severely and sending him on his way, a few wanted to kill him, but Sfiyah came up with a very clever idea. "We can keep him, and use him to feed misleading information back to his bosses." "Never," he said, "I won't betray my brothers." "Then you're no use to us," said Sfiyah, "give him to Basma, she'll play with him for a while and then kill him." Basma lifted her face veil, showed her teeth in a chilling grin, and licked her lips. Then she pulled out her tiny, but very sharp, knife. "What do you want me to do?" asked the terrified man. "Give him to me," I said, "I'll look after him, and if he resists, Basma, you can have him." Basma really hates men, and enjoys hurting them; long term. He'd probably lose his sanity after a few weeks. But I'd take care of him, and he'd be great as a double agent. So I took him home. Raafid wanted to know who she was, and why she was in his home? "Your home?" I asked. "Your home," he amended. "And mind your own business, this is Black Burqa business." Raafid shut up. He knew his place, and definitely didn't want a couple of Black Burqas on his case. And for obvious reasons, he thought that the person in this particular black burqa was a woman. "What's your name," I asked my fearful captive. "Abdullah," he replied. "So now you're also my slave," I told him. "And you will continue to wear your burqa and pose as a woman." Abdullah swallowed and nodded. I interrogated him about his mission, and how he was to report back to his superiors. As we talked, I held his hand, squeezing very gently by with the implied threat that I could crush it like a toothpaste tube. And I reminded him about Basma, and her tiny, but very sharp, knife. So he told me everything, and he was too terror-stricken to make up any lies.