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I wouldn't want her to be aggressive, but otherwise I am easilt contented.

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Being insubstantial and ghostly almost takes the fun out of being buff. 

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"Ultra huge Tetsuko" is one letter away from "Ultra Hug Tetsuko"…  Coincidence?

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Your art looks softer in this new medium.  The highly contrasted background really draws the veiwer to the central figure.

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I like to think of the hypermuscular women as representatives of the pleasant and beneficial things in the world, so i agree with Otto and DCM.  In fact, I think some of my creations verge on sickly sweet. 

I like your picture./ 

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    Chad watched his wife with an impassive expression.  When she was no longer in sight, he stood up and kicked the sofa until his foot was bleeding.  He only stopped with he heard a crack from the wooden frame.  Wincing slightly, Chad progressed to the refrigerator.  Most of the serving sizes were larger than his head or a few mouthfulls for Tia.  Chopping off a slab of ham and a bottle of beer, the overshadowed man trudged into the kitchen and positioned himself in the center of one of the chairs, but his posterior kept slipping out of place. 

    Slowly the door creaked open to reveal the opulent neighborhood.  The mansion seemed to protrude into the stratosphere, dominating the other estates.  Around the mansion grew lush golf course quality grass that never deviated from a uniform height.  Three foreign cars waited in the driveway.  Chad looked at it all, then threw the beer bottle against the floor and watched it shatter.

    This got the attention of an unfamiliar face across the street.  Chad gasped as he turned around to see a young woman with tawny brown hair.  Chad noted how petit she was, not even seven feet tall.  Under her immaculate skin, stretching, contracting, banded boulders writhed along with her movements.  Although small for a contemporary woman, Chad suspected that she carried about as much muscle as Tia's several meter tall frame.  She spoke with a Russian accent. 

"Hello, cute man… I am new in this country.  Can you help me put furniture in my house?" 

"Ok."  Chad responded.

"My name is Mia.  And you?"

"Chad…"  in Mia's prescence, he somehow managed to manipulate his articulators to utter the word.   

"Nice to meet you,"  Mia said with the affectation of a rote phrase.  She led Chad into a considerably smaller mansion.  Inside Chad looked around at the furnishments.

"Everything seems in order."

"No.  The movers put put that television too far in the corner and I cannot plug it in."

Chad reached his arm through a wedge of space and plugged in the 70 inch plasma screen tevelvision and pulled it a couple feet away from the wall.  "Are you happy?"

"Yes, very happy.  Thank you!"  Mia grinned.  Chad hastened to leave, but his shoulder was clasped by a hand.  "Would you please show me around the city?"  Mia asked with a slight pout.

Chad stood in place for almost a minute before he spluttered a response. 
"If you want." 

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The female seems to have degraded him to an abject state.  i wonder where this story will go from here.

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There aren't too many FMG stories that involve terrorists AFAIK.  This was a novel short story 🙂

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She's impressive.  I once had an aquaintence named villalobos.  Perhaps she was a relative.

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This video game ad is confusing and disrespectful.  I'm fond of the jeans giantess too 🙂

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