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Hmmm.  Interesting idea…

Okay.  Two things.  1) Not sure if Sylph is actually that strong (of course, who knows, she might be…)

You mean, someone who could fold a steel bed frame in half with her arms alone ISN'T strong enough to crush scrap metal using all of her body??

2) In Sylph's own words, "Let me reiterate: I.  AM.  NOT.  CLUMSY."  I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm not about to argue with her… 😉

I just had an idea about a story where Sylph demonstrates to a doubting classmate that she is not clumsy.  Interested?

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Press worker at a metal scrapyard.
The difference is, she doesn't operate a hydraulic press.  Instead, she just compresses the junk herself!  This way, she doesn't have to worry about getting clumsy at work, doing even more damage….

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Well, to clarify, artists I'm into would include American artists like LH and Lee Burks, and Japanese artists like Kinsyo and Earth Color.

Of the two Japanese artists you mentioned, Kinsyo would be more amenable to the FemDom theme of "Amy's Conquest" series.  As he is a professional manga artist, he could even make a Manga out of the story (This would be a MAJOR undertaking, considering the volume of the original story).  The problem is, someone has to translate the story into Japanese without destroying its quality (something WAY out of the capabilities of today's translation software)….

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Nice to see your work again Higalack, and boy, what a pair of fine works indeed!

Either one of them alone is truly brilliant and as a pair they are absolutely fantastic!!

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It was a hard choice for me between arms and chest, because I love being cuddled
between thick, muscular arms and massively muscular chest. 

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😮 [splurt][thud]
(Sound of me nosebleeding and fainting)

Seriously, this is one truly arousing work indeed!

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Well, I know that my wife doesn't want to get hulked out (Though she hates getting fat and was very fit until her recent and ongoing pregnancy), this would only happen as an accidental "hulking" for me.
She knows about my muscle fetish and fantasy, so I will have to make a very devoted effort to reassure her and get her to come to terms with her new body, rest she may even suspect that I was somehow responsible for it, and crush the life out of me!!
If I survive the transition, I then have to deal with her becoming a muscular mom, and that's going to be another story altogether…

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One thing I try to do make sure with my stories is to remember that my heroines are human, and she has every right to enjoy her life
as the girl next door.  Of course, if that results in her taking advantage of her physique or strength in a legal manner, so be it.

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Greet story Atari!!! I do think I found the picture of the main character in my image colection. sorry that the image I attached made it NSFW. You might want to chance the heading to note that asap

Thank you for your image.  I've found the original image by Atariboy in deviantART at last.

http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31420989/

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Thank you for your responses and viewing (^_^) Here comes part 2….
BTW, linkage to the original picture by Atariboy would be most appreciated (I couldn't find it on DA)

SHY AMAZON

Author's note:  This story was inspired by a picture of the same name by Atariboy I saw on DEVIANTART, so he deserves a good share of any kudos for this story, though all the blames and blasts are solely mine to bear.

Part 2 : Close encounter

"If you do like my muscles, would you… like to feel them?"

With those words from Mimi, my mind crossed the Event Horizon, and entered an infinite time dilation.  Mimi towered over me, more than halfagain as tall as my tiny 156cm.  Her muscular frame almost entirely blocked my field of vision, and it was obvious that her muscles has not yet pumped up fully, and could grow even more. 

I stood up slowly to make sure that I won't faint, and then took a step closer to Mimi.  Seeing this, she knelt down so that she could keep me in her sight, and I could touch her upper body with ease.  I decided that I would go for her arms, as I was
not yet up to touching her breasts (this WAS our first face-to-face meeting after all), and they were an obvious choice for feeling her muscles.  So I walked around to her left side and reached out to her left arm.

"May I?" asked I before actually feeling her arms, and Mimi just nodded, traces of her earlier blushes still in place.  Then my right hand slowly touched her bulging left bicep.

Beneath the smooth silken skin, I could see massed cords of muscle fibres interspaced with huge blue veins thicker than my thumb.  I tried caressing what looked like the peak of her biceps, and found that her skin felt like it looked, finest piece of silk wrapping most carefully toughened and tempered steel.  Seeing my hesitant motion, Mimi's blush finally disappeared, and she smiled and said:
"..Taro-san, you don't have to be that… soft with your touches… I think my muscles can handle more."

Emboldened by her urging, I decided to give her bicep a hard squeeze, and was not surprised to find that it didn't even dent when I did.  I tried the same with both my hands, and finally I could feel her muscle yield just a few millimetres, but then she smiled and flexed her arm just a little, sending her bicep swelling instantly, pushing my fingers apart with ease.

I tried to put my full weight on my hands to see if that would make any difference, and ended up hauling myself off the floor, with her left bicep supporting my entire bodyweight without any apparent effort.

Looking at this, Mimi chuckled and said
"You feel so light… you can sit on that arm all day  without tiring me at all"
As to illustrate the point, mimi extended her left arm to a horizontal position, shift in her muscles causing me to move away from her a little.  Seeing that her muscles didn't yield under my full weight, I did what she suggested and sat sat on her left biceps, with my hands grabbing her forearm and shoulder for support.  Her muscular body felt hard and warm against my hands and bottoms, but I felt no traces of sweat or trembling to suggest that she was making any exertion at all, supporting my 50kg weight with obvious ease.  How much weight does she curl if she doesn't need any effort to lift me?  I turned to Mimi's still smiling face, and asked the question.

Mimi answered with a smile.
"Well… I curl 600kg for reps on one arm, at 3 sets of 15 reps.  That feels like about 10 of you, so you can see why I'm not even feeling tired"
Doing some quick mental arithmetic, I replied;
"That's incredible.  You can CURL almost double the World Record for weightlifting in any class.  Even at your size, you must have some super-strong muscles to do that."
"Well… that's also something the 'accident' gave me.  I seem to have much higher muscle density and strength, coupled with stronger bone structure, to give me much greater strength to weight ratio than normal"
explained Mimi, and I can very well believe that.

So, for the next hour or so, I just sat on mimi's left biceps and talked about her super strength and muscles, and I was more and more fascinated with her.  She never showed even a hint of becoming tired, though she asked me every few minutes whether I'm getting uncomfortable sitting on her hard biceps, which I always answered with a "no" of course, as I wasn't going to miss this experience for anything! Then, I realized that Mimi could be getting tired of having me sitting on her arm, as my arms would surely be tired if I held up a book to read for an hour without a break, and I'm a good deal heavier than a book.

So, after nearly an hour, I asked Mimi,
"Isn't your arm getting tired or cramped from staying in the same position for so long?"
"Well.. I'm not getting tired or cramped, but it's a good idea nevertheless.  How do you like me to hold you next?"
Mimi's question got me fantasizing about many positions, but I controlled myself and answered
"It's your turn to choose now, so hold me how you like. I trust you to keep me safe."
"Oh, thank you so much"
Mimi said in delight, and then  she lifted me off her arm and held me against her chest, and wrapped her huge arms gently around me in the biggest bear-hug in my life.  With her powerful muscles all around me, I never felt safer or happier in my life, as she snuggled her cute face against mine.
"I always wanted to do this, but couldn't find anyone to talk to, let alone bringing myself up to asking for this… I hope you won't mind" Mimi explained.

Well, now I understand what she meant by "feeling" her muscles.  I sure won't be feeling them any better than this… I was soon to be proven wrong about this, but that's another story.

I felt my world move, as Mimi began to walk out of the room and go somewhere, but I was too happy in Mimi's embrace to care where she was heading…

(continued to Part 3…)

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