[Anthony Durrant]

I hope she doesn't revert back to normal!

[Anonymous]

As has said Dr Einstein in the acclaimed Westwood PC game C&C Red Alert – "Time will tell… time will tell"

As many other would have said in this situation – "I'm waiting for the next part…" And with this phrase I shall finish this post 🙂

[rodman]

Hi Fonk,
Another great episode. This is a great variation on the King Solomon story of the two women fighting over the baby. I hope you don't end the series in the next chapter now that Florida has passed her tests. The fun is just getting started. I would love to see how she and the Amazons confront the modern world or how they begin to take over the male dominated  society. Your descriptions of Florida's massive beauty and power are too good to bring to an end. I am interested in what you have planned for the two endings. I hope you leave open the possibility of a sequel.
Thanks,
Rodman

[Max]

Another fine chapter and indeed Florida made a great job finding at the true mother. I wondered why King Solomon didn't do something like that.  😀

Max

[zimbra1]

and it ends on a cliffhanger, can't wait to see where this head next.

[gblock01]

That was great! I do have one request, though. Will we get to see more awesome feats of strength?

[Fonk]

That was great! I do have one request, though. Will we get to see more awesome feats of strength?

Maybe, maybe. I have decided that the story will have an alternate ending but I reckon that there's at least two more parts to both. Thanks so much for your support! 😀

[Axel3.14]

I suppose that being a lightning rod is one of the few drawbacks of being a gigantic amazon. 🙂

[Fonk]

OK, some more explanatory stuff.

This is where the story is going to split into two separate universes. I'm still working on my original idea for where the story would go now but I do have the first chapter of the 'B' storyline, which was… suggested, I suppose, by a reply that rodman made earlier on. So, without further ado, here's Florida 7B:

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Florida slumped forward onto the altar, which hit her as hard as she hit it. She felt as if the breath had been knocked out of her body; gasping just for the air to keep herself conscious, Florida tried to turn on the stone slab and face her attacker. The lightning flash still hung in the air unbroken, an unnatural curtain of pure energy. She was brutally kicked off the altar by her unseen attacker and landed on her back. The knife tore deeper into her and the enormous archaeologist was forced to use precious breath on a scream. "Why won't the others help me?" she thought pitifully.

A single female voice spoke. It was twisted with vengeance and anger. "They are frozen in time," it said. "Only I could have performed the spell to keep them there." The voice's owner leaned down so as to be face to face with Florida, who gasped when she recognised the features, twisted as they now were by gloating madness. "I, Nefla," she crowed, "have been priestess to the Amazonian people, unchanged, for thousands of years. By Amazonian law a priestess can never challenge to be Queen; she must instead serve." She spat the next words. "I have watched as many women came and fell, each less worthy than the mindless slut before her and yet each more powerful than the last!"

Nefla picked up the Queen's sword, which had clanged to the floor. "I craved the power," she continued. "And now, after all these years, it has fallen to an outsider. An outsider, an ugly, flat-chested wretch who was fearful of her own shadow. Well, no more. When I lift this sword, I will be granted the power of the Queen of the Amazons and I will rule like no other." Florida had listened to this, paralysed with fear and pain. If Nefla had the power to freeze time for a thousand women, there was no telling what she could be capable of. Nonetheless, she had to find a way to stall the maniacal priestess.

"No," she said, grunting with the effort, "the power of the Queen flows through me." Nefla's lip curled. "Foolish whore! You were to be granted a second infusion of strength, beauty and wisdom for passing the test. Only now…" Nefla paused, preparing to hold the sword to the sky, "… it will flow through me!" Florida tried to shield her eyes as the lightning flash, intended for her, enveloped Nefla and poured its power into the priestess instead. Nefla began to grunt as the changes wracked her superbody: as with Florida's changes, she first began to grow taller. The transformation caused Nefla to grow in height, powering past her initial height of seven feet two. Her torso, legs and neck grew in perfect proportion. The rush made the attendant laugh ecstatically as Florida cowered.

Florida banked on Nefla not being able to move freely whilst she was undergoing the transformation, much as she had not been able to, and so slowly tried to remove the blade from her back. Her efforts, as she had expected, went unnoticed by Nefla, who was still growing despite having reached nine feet tall. The traitor stopped growing taller once she had hit nine feet two. At this point, freed from the temporary paralysis, Nefla looked down at the stricken Queen and kicked her, hard, in the ribs. Once more Florida's breath was ripped from her lungs. She coughed and wheezed pitifully, at which Nefla roared with laughter and bent to whisper in her foe's ear. "You are not worthy to lick my toenails clean, slut," she crowed. As she straightened up again, the second part of the transformation began to affect her body: strength, and lots of it.

Each and every bloated and bulging muscle in Nefla's body billowed to a new, outrageous height. Amongst the Amazonian warriors, Nefla's measurements were second only to Florida's, but now they were about to grow past those of her Queen. Her traps pushed out further until they were level with her wickedly curved lips. Her delts expanded until they looked like boulders. Oceans of supermight flowed into her arms, pumping her biceps to an unbelievable fifty-five inches each whilst ensuring that her triceps balanced them out, etching simply massive horseshoes of pure power onto her upper arms. A new network of veins sprouted up, carrying precious blood to the mutating muscles. Her forearms quickly bloated out to complete the picture: Nefla could now hold the most powerful jet fighter in place with ease using only one hand.

Dense muscle was filling her awesome body out all over. Florida kept on struggling with the blade as Nefla drank in the power. The literally back-stabbing priestess' pecs inflated to give her chest ten inches around more than Florida's, pushing her breasts further up and out and creating extra inches of deep cleavage into the process. The trail of immense abs running down her torso bulged out further, giving the attendant a harder-than-diamond stomach. Nefla's glutes grew, rounding out her ass to a smooth, strong perfection that eclipsed Florida's, as the flood of charging strength flowed into her legs. Quads, hamstrings and calves all bulged up in response, powering her legs to insane widths and sizes. Nefla's knees would never meet again as her thighs exploded with enough power to crush anything unfortunate enough to get caught between them. They formed enormous sweat-soaked hunks of the largest and purest muscle ever known.

The growth over, Nefla rubbed her hands gleefully over her illicitly-gained body, lost in flexing and stroking her newly engorged muscles. Every muscle was bigger than its counterpart on Florida's body. The struggling would-be Queen had managed to remove the blade from her back and tossed it away from her during Nefla's strength increase. She herself was gathering strength in preparation to stand and fight the bitch who had stolen her power. That bitch was still lost in the raptures of her new body when the third change hit.

Instantly her lips swelled into the most luscious, kissable forms imaginable. Her hair began to shine and glitter like a diamond under a spotlight. Her hips widened, giving her curves that rivalled a rollercoaster for beauty and excitement. The crowning touch came as her already mammoth mounds swelled. Previously they had been the size of soccer balls, but as the growth flooded into them they expanded quickly, past the size of Florida's immense beachball boobs to become perfectly spherical, their diameters one metre each. The traitor's areolae bulged to the size of dinner plates, each topped off with an erect, thick, tanned-brown nipple, jutting out like the barrel of a pistol. Even if she kept her arms by her sides, Nefla's megamammaries clearly bulged out around the sides of her body.

The prone archaeologist stared in awe at this ultimate woman, now easily the most beautiful, the most powerful and the most intelligent woman who had ever lived. Nefla simply stood, radiating an overwhelming aura of perfect femininity, and smiled at her cowering fellow Amazon. With amazing grace and perfect ease, she picked Florida up by the throat and began to squeeze the Amazonian academic's neck. "Now you will die," she announced with inhuman calmness. Florida fought and kicked, trying desperately to wrench Nefla's hands from around her neck, but to no avail. It would have been easier to lift Australia out of the ocean. Nefla squeezed slowly, taking almost erotic pleasure in the murder of her rival. She began to laugh, a quiet, deranged laugh.

Florida's efforts became less fierce as the life left her body. She was barely swinging her legs to kick when something happened to Nefla: she let go of the huge historian, who promptly crashed to the floor, not for the first time that morning gasping for breath. Florida looked around wildly to find out what had happened but could see nothing out of the ordinary. None of her frozen friends had moved. With Nefla's touch still burning pain into her neck, Florida stood up and looked into the stunned face of her treacherous attendant. "What's going on?" Florida cried, confusion and exasperation getting the better of her.

Without warning the pair were teleported to the top of a mountain deep in the jungle. Florida fell to her knees, taken completely unawares by the spell. When she got to her feet, she noticed that Nefla was still in the same position, as still as a statue a few feet away. Florida looked around: the mountain had a completely flat top which was roughly circular. Looking over the side made her remember that she had feared heights in her former life, so she stepped back hurriedly. Suffice to say that it was a very high mountain. Nefla had not moved. As Florida walked back to face her frozen rival, a woman's voice echoed out of the clouds. Florida gasped in recognition: it was the booming voice of the Goddess addressing them!

"NEFLA," she intoned, her voice quiet yet powerful, gentle yet commanding, calm yet full of rage, "YOU WERE ABOUT TO COMMIT THE ULTIMATE SIN FOR AN AMAZONIAN: KILLING ONE OF YOUR OWN TRIBE. YOU HAVE SHOWN TREACHERY AND EVIL THAT WOULD HAVE MEANT THE DEATH OF A LESSER WOMAN. HOWEVER, YOU HAVE SERVED AS PRIESTESS FOR MANY YEARS. I SHOULD STRIKE YOU DOWN." At this, Nefla seemed to unfreeze and sank to her knees in supplication. "Goddess, I beg of you! Spare my life! I seek only to serve you and further the cause of our people."

"YOU WILL NOT BE KILLED," the Goddess said, at which Nefla understandably breathed a sigh of relief. "AT MY HAND. IT WILL HAPPEN THUS. FLORIDA AND YOU MUST FIGHT, ON THIS ROCK, FOR THE RIGHT TO BE CROWNED QUEEN OF THE AMAZONS. FOR THE PURPOSES OF THE BATTLE, YOU, NEFLA, WILL KEEP THE POWER YOU HAVE STOLEN, BUT LOSE ALL OF YOUR MAGICAL POWERS. YOU, FLORIDA, WILL KEEP THE STRENGTH YOU GAINED IN THE TEMPLE BUT GAIN NO EXTRA POWERS. I WISH YOU BOTH LUCK." Florida faced her adversary. She gave away more than a foot in height and at least a hundred pounds in weight to the impossibly musclebound Nefla but the Goddess had made the decision.

"THE FIGHT BEGINS," the Goddess declared.

— To Be Continued —

Hopefully, the next time I write I'll be up to speed on both parts, instead of handing out one at a time like this! 🙄

[gblock01]

That was a great addition. I can't wait to see the other storyline. I have to say, though, things seemed to be stacked against Florida for this fight. I'm guessing that she is going to have to outsmart Nefla. Am I close?

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