The tosser
Price: 5.00
(Undisclosed)
I'm a tosser. It's a fairly new sport, derived from the older game of dwarf tossing, but this is the grown-up version. Man tossing. The man is 150 pounds, that's a standard. But it turns out that quite a few men are 150 or less (if they're less, then they can be made up with some weights) and it doesn't matter how tall they are. And it turns out that quite a few men volunteer to be tossed by a big strong amazon giantess. Like me. I'm six foot nine, 290 pounds, and most of those pounds are muscle. I love man tossing, it's a great sport. Picking up a man with his crash helmet on, and launching him over the sand pit to get a longer toss than my fellow athletes - there's nothing better. I hear that next year it's going to be an Olympic sport. We all have our preferred toss-pot. Mine is little Cecil. He's quite short, and struggles to make 150, so we often have to strap a few iron disks onto him to make up the weight. We practice regularly. I also practice with a dummy weighing a fair bit more, but that's not as satisfying as flinging a live man across the sand, so whenever I can get a volunteer, I'll practice with him instead. Cecil doesn't like that, but he doesn't get to say who I toss.
tosser sport dwarf tossing man tossing 150 pounds weights tall volunteer amazon giantess six foot nine 290 pounds muscle crash helmet sand pit Olympic sport toss-pot Cecil iron disks dummy live man practice.
| Add to Cart | View with Membership |
Respect all, fear nun - part six
Price: 5.00
(Undisclosed)
Respect all, fear nun - part six We use 100 pound weights, because if you only use 50s, you get a very crowded bar. Hilde had four on each side, so she was pushing 800 pounds steadily up and down. And then I realised. She had meant kilograms, I did a quick calculation in my head - double it and add ten per cent, and the 450 came to - oh my giddy aunt! "Nine ninety," I told Nora, "she's topping out at 990 pounds. Not even you can do that." "Eight twenty is my current best clean and jerk," she said, "she's pushing a thousand." A thousand pounds, of course, is the hope and prayer of every St Hilda's nun. It's a nice round number - five disks on each side of the bar. Nora eyed her enviously. "I wonder what they use instead of Septadecaherbis", she mused, "and whether I can try it?" "Ask her," I grumped. Nora grabbed my rosary after compline. "We need to talk," she said, and showed me a small bottle. "What is it?" I asked, curiously. "She calls it Siebzehnkraut," Nora said. I sniffed it cautiously, it didn't smell like Septadecaherbis. "I'm going to try it," Nora announced. "Nora! You shouldn't! You don't know how it will react with you." Nora shook her head, and said "990 pounds. I'm so there." A week went by. Pray and lift, pray and lift. We were happy, the offsprings were happy and the dogs were ecstatic - it doesn't take much to make a dog happy. Nora was dosing on Siebzehnkraut, and I was measuring her biceps every day. By the end of the week, she'd put on half an inch to 26 1/2, and her bench press had gone from 670 to 710. It looked like Siebzehnkraut was the real McCoy. I talked to Hilde. "Can we get more of your Siebzehnkraut?" I asked bluntly. "Ab naturlich," she smiled. "I will der mutterhaus schreiben." Well, that was easy. I thought I'd have to twist her arm a bit to get her agreement, and I was pretty sure that her arm was much too big for me to twist. And while we were waiting for the package from Germany to arrive, Hilde shared her own supplies with it.
Respect fear nun weights crowded bar Hilde pounds kilograms calculation giddy aunt Nora clean and jerk hope prayer St Hilda's nun round number disks Septadecaherbis bottle Siebzehnkraut react biceps bench press measuring real McCoy Hilde mutterhaus Germany supplies
| Add to Cart | View with Membership |
Respect all, fear nun - part five
Price: 5.00
(Undisclosed)
Respect all, fear nun - part five It was the terce prayer hour. We were all three of us in the gym; the off springs were outside playing with their dogs. I was lying on my back, doing reps with 500, when I noticed a crack in the ceiling that looked like a jagged bolt of stylized lightning. When I finished my set, I showed it to Nora and Mandy. My eyes followed the crack, and the wall was also cracked. "That looks bad," said Mandy. "Is the building falling down?" asked Nora. "I think we should treat the building a lot more gently until further notice," I suggested. "So no more dropping the weights to the floor; lower them gently." "And we should pray," said Nora. "Of course," I said, "but we should also get a good surveyor, to tell us whether this is nothing, or very bad. Roger stood, transfixed. He'd never seen a nun doing bench presses before, he's never seen a woman with 26 inch biceps before and he'd never seen a St Hilda's nun except me, and I was covered head to toe in my habit. He just stood there, paralysed with a mixture of respect and fear. He was imagining what Nora could do to a man once he was helpless in those huge arms. And I thought, Gotcha! I prophesy a discount.
Respect fear nun prayer gym crack lightning building weights surveyor St Hilda's biceps habit discount.
| Add to Cart | View with Membership |
Dawn Of An Amazon (Part 2)
Price: 6.00
(Artwork: Max)
Super strong, super sexy college girl Dawn is back, once again showing off the unreal power of her fit, tight, shapely physique; doing so for her lover's birthday, lifting Massive weights in the gym, while using her persuasive (and physical) power to lure several large, macho muscleheads back to their place for a second part of his Birthday Gift! Once more, Awesome illustrations here by Max!
super strong super sexy college girl Dawn fit tight shapely physique lover's birthday lifting weights gym persuasive power physical power macho muscleheads Birthday Gift illustrations Max.
| Add to Cart | View with Membership |
Wayne's Worst Nightmare
Price: 6.00
(Artwork: Fabio)
Macho, muscle head Wayne thinks it's his lucky day, when he spots a gorgeous female bodybuilder working out at his gym; though his luck turns sour when she begins to Utterly Dominate him (both on the weights, and on the mat), as she exacts a Harsh Vengeance on him for an unspeakable act he committed! Unreal COLOR artwork here by Fabio!
Macho muscle head Wayne lucky day gorgeous female bodybuilder gym Utterly Dominate weights mat Harsh Vengeance unspeakable act Unreal COLOR artwork Fabio
| Add to Cart | View with Membership |
Uplifting Discovery
Price: 6.00
(Story: Spoonmaster, Artwork: Pac)
After Cole and his bodybuilding wife Mary throw a house-warming party, she discovers through his drunken mumbling how turned on it would make him if she were ALOT stronger than he was. Well, that's all Mary needed to hear, as the following morning she shows off her Vast Strength for her loving man, both with Heavy weights in their gym and on Cole himself (in a very erotic manner), ending with her carrying him back to their bedroom for a little Sexy Time! Awesomely color panel illustrations by Pac, and written by Spoonmaster!
Cole bodybuilding wife Mary house-warming party drunken turned on stronger strength weights gym erotic carrying bedroom sexy time illustrations Pac Spoonmaster
| Add to Cart | View with Membership |
Angel Of Salvation
Price: 2.00
(Story: Spoonmaster)
When a young man, fresh from graduating college, returns home to start a new life, he meets up with an old flame (one whose older brother beat him mercilessly years ago, as he defended her honor), who has now transformed herself into a true picture of Amazonian Perfection! Shocked by this discovery, the young supergirl shows off the unreal power of her muscle-packed physique (on some Heavy weights and on him sexually), before swearing her love for him, promising that she would Never let anyone hurt him again - especially her massively muscled older brother!
young man graduating college returns home new life old flame older brother beat defended honor Amazonian Perfection supergirl muscle-packed physique Heavy weights sexually love promise hurt muscled older brother
| Add to Cart | View with Membership |
Respect all, fear nun - part four
Price: 3.00
(Undisclosed)
We learn about nuns and candles, and the part they play in the life of a nun. Fiona dreams about Satan, and does a deal with the devil; the off spring of the orphanage will all get Xboxes in return for Fiona's soul. Fiona now thinks she's infested by Satan, so Sam does an exorcism for her, which involves some very heavy sex. But the Xboxes have already started to appear in the hands of the off springs. Where could they have come from? Then Fiona realizes. If it was all just a dream, then it didn't matter. And if it wasn't a dream, Satan was lying to her; it's what he does.
Respect fear nun prayer gym crack lightning building weights surveyor St Hilda's biceps habit discount
| Add to Cart | View with Membership |
The tosser
Price: 3.00
(Undisclosed)
I'm a tosser. It's a fairly new sport, derived from the older game of dwarf tossing, but this is the grown-up version. Man tossing. The man is 150 pounds, that's a standard. But it turns out that quite a few men are 150 or less (if they're less, then they can be made up with some weights) and it doesn't matter how tall they are. And it turns out that quite a few men volunteer to be tossed by a big strong amazon giantess. Like me. I'm six foot nine, 290 pounds, and most of those pounds are muscle. I love man tossing, it's a great sport. Picking up a man with his crash helmet on, and launching him over the sand pit to get a longer toss than my fellow athletes - there's nothing better. I hear that next year it's going to be an Olympic sport. We all have our preferred toss-pot. Mine is little Cecil. He's quite short, and struggles to make 150, so we often have to strap a few iron disks onto him to make up the weight. We practice regularly. I also practice with a dummy weighing a fair bit more, but that's not as satisfying as flinging a live man across the sand, so whenever I can get a volunteer, I'll practice with him instead. Cecil doesn't like that, but he doesn't get to say who I toss.
tosser sport derived dwarf tossing grown-up version man tossing 150 pounds standard weights tall volunteer big strong amazon giantess six foot nine 290 pounds muscle crash helmet sand pit longer toss fellow athletes Olympic sport preferred toss-pot Cecil short iron disks weight practice dummy live man sand volunteer
| Add to Cart | View with Membership |
Respect all, fear nun - part five
Price: 4.00
(Undisclosed)
It was the terce prayer hour. We were all three of us in the gym; the off springs were outside playing with their dogs. I was lying on my back, doing reps with 500, when I noticed a crack in the ceiling that looked like a jagged bolt of stylized lightning. When I finished my set, I showed it to Nora and Mandy. My eyes followed the crack, and the wall was also cracked. "That looks bad," said Mandy. "Is the building falling down?" asked Nora. "I think we should treat the building a lot more gently until further notice," I suggested. "So no more dropping the weights to the floor; lower them gently." "And we should pray," said Nora. "Of course," I said, "but we should also get a good surveyor, to tell us whether this is nothing, or very bad. Roger stood, transfixed. He'd never seen a nun doing bench presses before, he's never seen a woman with 26 inch biceps before and he'd never seen a St Hilda's nun except me, and I was covered head to toe in my habit. He just stood there, paralyzed with a mixture of respect and fear. He was imagining what Nora could do to a man once he was helpless in those huge arms. And I thought, Gotcha! I prophesy a discount.
Respect fear nun prayer gym crack lightning building weights surveyor St Hilda's biceps habit discount
| Add to Cart | View with Membership |