[Axel3.14]

Thanks. By the way, my handle is Axel3.14.

[Axel3.14]

Bump…. Hey, is this thread acting odd for anyone else? 😕

[Axel3.14]

After the fitness competition, time seemed to blur in the celestial ecstacy of nascent love. A few days later, Chad found himself next to an altar surrounded by his colleagues, his family, and almost an entire cathedral full of unfamiliar albiet affable looking Greeks and Mexicans.

"You may now kiss the bride." The preacher stated.

The relatively tiny man scaled his bride’s body for a three minute kiss. A gala reception followed. Tia chattered with her family interminably. Chad enjoyed the festivities affably, but his attention was remotely displaced from the sea of celebrants around him. The magnitude of Tia’s family plus a recursive tendency for generaosity that bordered on largesse amounted to a heap of wedding gifts that even Tia couldn’t lift easily.

After the wedding, the Honeymoon spirited them across Europe. Tia relished squeezing through the confined streets and shortish populace. Over the next three days, the newlyweds visited the Parthenon, the Arch of Triumph, and Neuschwanstein. Tia travelled on foot, and Chad travelled on Tia’s back; her endless angelic legs were both capable of superhuman speed and far too cumbersome for the mass transportation. In Bavaria, Tia and Chad stared up at a famous bronze colossus of a woman known affectionately as "Frau Bavaria".

"Beautiful!" Chad remarked, snapping a digital photograph.

"I thought you would like that attraction, shorty" Tia stuck out her tongue and shoved Chad lightly. He laughed; even though Tia had gradually increased his height to six and a half feet tall, she still eclipsed him. "If you like to make fun of my height, why do you keep increasing it?" He took a handfull of Tia’s flank, and tickled it.

"EEEEEEEEE!!!" She squealed and batted his hand way. "I extended your legs so you could keep up with me." She seized Chad in one hand and exacted a tickling retribution with the other. At the end of that episode they were hopelessly intertwined in affection.

"Hey, I’m feeling inneffably lubricious. Wanna engage in sex somewhere?"

"A sage suggestion." Chad nodded from under a mountain of leg.

They found a hotel room and copulated until sunrise. After sating themselves temporarily with each other’s bodies. The two lovers sat on the floor and cuddled; no bed could withstand Tia’s passion.

"Tia..?"

"Hmmm?"

"I’ve been wanting to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"You still never explained my Gyn… cat… thing exactly."

"Oh… the gynecatalyst. You’re a psychic whose presence causes women to grow. Physical and emotional propinquitiy expedite this."

Chad blinked. "That must not be much of an ability, if I’ve had it all this time."

Tia looked taken aback. "On the contrary. Your ability is more mystifying than mine. My ability functions on a conservation principle, although the transduction of matter and energy does not require any energy expenditure. Your ability causes matter and energy to arise ex nihilo."

"Why hadn’t I noticed it yet?" Chad iterated.

"It’s rather subtle. It only makes women taller if they haven’t reached metaplasis yet. Adult women only become denser and stronger. Additionally the effect is compounded if the woman is a sarcophrene like me."

"How do you glean this knowledge?"

Tia shrugged and giggled. "I don’t have to. I simply have this knowledge about the matter around me. That’s why I have a masters in chemistry. I can recompose living bodies, and influence the mind as well."

For the first time, Chad felt a soupcon of insecurity around Tia. "You mean you can control people’s behavior and cognitions?"

"Not really. The best I can do is suggest something that the person already desires to do. I can’t read minds either, the higher order processes actually involve the soul, and that’s beyond my ability, but I do have some subtle control over hormones, though. Have you ever noticed that every time we have sex, it feels at least as exhilarating and fulfilling as our first encounter?"

"Souls!?" Chad blurted.

Tia responded nonchalantly. "Yeah. Souls exist. The mind is actually a portal of the dualistic nature of mankind. I don’t know much about them, though."

"Wow… Have you ever changed anyone’s behavior behore, though?"

Tia giggled. "Describe your love for me."

Chad immediately uttered. "I’d die for you, but I prefer living with your love."

"Now… pleasure me!" She exclaimed, pointing at her pelvis.

Chad brought his lips toward Tia’s pudenda, but stopped midway and shook his head. "Stop pulling Jedi mind tricks on me."

"Actually I only coaxed you with the first one. You were very willing, so that wasn’t difficult at all. The second was a normal speech act: No psionics whatsoever!" Tia chortled so hard that her abdomen rippled.

"Ummm Tia?" Chad stroked Tia’s curvature quizzically.

"Yes, hon?"

"You’ve become very fat since the bodybuilding contest. Is your power malfunctioning?"

Tia grinned in a way that exaggerated her subordinate chin. "Yes, I’m quite plump, and I like it that way."

"That’s unusual for a bodybuilder, I thought…"

"It makes perfect sense. My strength is known throughout the world now. Most people think I’m a mutant, a transmongrant, or product of a miracle. My muscles are much larger than when I entered that silly contest. I only did that because I wanted to donate the money to the advancement of medical research. I mean, I can heal far better than any doctor, but I’m not ubiquitous. Now that I’m done with bodybuilding, I can be voluptuous too. I think it suits my paradigm."

"What paradigm?"

"If you had to choose between a woman who was strong, capable, and protective who would rule you for the rest of eternity, or a tender, soft, affectionate woman who delighted in your touch and wanted to include you in her wildest fantasies, which would you choose?"

Chad pondered, until an epiphany descended. "That’s a theorhetical question."

"Smart boy…" Tia kissed Chad and thrust his face into her abdomen. He felt himself descending through a stratum of undulating flesh to bump his nose on a megalith of muscle; each of its fibers were expanded to the diameter of a soda can.

"Tia…. you’re a goddess."

Her eyes flashed. "Do not use such an apellation on me!"

"Wha— huh?"

"I’m just… not a goddess… remember that." Tia looked at Chad with a sigh, knowing that this outburst troubled him, so she stroked his back until he calmed down and they put their clothes on.

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Another dimension that I wonder about is whether all the guys shrunk equally, or just to the degree of their masculinity. You mention that the females are between six and eight feet tall, but you never mention how short the guys are. 3 feet? two feet? There’s something I find strangely amusing about effeminate pretty boys towering over the macho men.

Why did you make the guys get fatter too? That wasn’t part of her wish.

I hope you don’t delve into suicidality. It seems like a downer to an otherwise amusing and insightful story. Furthermore, the situation just doesn’t seem to warrant it. Granted the guys will need some serious adjustment, but it’s not like they’ve been cursed or something. On the other hand, I’m a smallish intellectual who wouldn’t suffer too much if this were to actually happen. I’m also curious about whther this change in physiology has unexpected side effects. That is, tall people sometimes have troubles with their extremities and skeletons. Sandy Allen is a good example of this.

Also, I think it’s a wise decision not to invert soceity. Nowadays, people usually kill/injure/subdue each other with tools, and the girls can still be shot, stabbed, poisoned and bubbled like anyone else, no? I see a brief period of volent crimes committed against women by men out of frustration.

In closing, this is an intruiging story, and I am awaiting the next installment.

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She gets superhuman power, yet she remains 130 pounds… Odd. Hot but odd.

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Yeah, I was reaching for a way to explain why she doesn’t go around shrinking everybody who looks at her the wrong way. It’s been done multiple times, and I’m not good at combative scenes. For this story I was inspired by the Valkyrie site where the webmistress explains the nature of a valkyrie. I thought of submitting this there, but the protagonist isn’t violent enough to fit in with the annals of nightmarish viragos.

I’ll post the conclusion after I figure out how I want it to end in the next few days.

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I’m interested in the ramifications of this power… Is she going to go into taverns and pick fights with people? Does internet trolling count as conflicts… I’m certain you’re building up to something.

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I beileve there is a 7′ 8" woman in China somewhere currently, and women have surpassed the 1000 pound mark and lived to tell of it (although none of them were bodybuilders and they didn’t live very long).

I forgot to tell you that the story takes place in the year 2010. With the current rate of biotechnological research, unheralded muscle enhancing technologies and possibly some surreptious gene mods might actually be available.

Hence, despite the over-the-top atmosphere that FMG storytellers tend to create, I am actually speculating about a potentially viable future!

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Don’t worry. This isn’t the end. 🙂

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The next year, Chad, Teddy and Meredith were crammed together in a roaring auditorium. Other nurses filled an entire sector of the stadium. Every All eyes were riveted upon an empty stage. An M.C. emerged from behind the velvet curtain.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to this year’s Elite Muscle Diva Beauty Extravaganza: the pageant that kicks Miss World’s ass! These powerful ladies have trained for years to be be at this passionate pageant. They’re competing for a ten million dollar prize, furnished by our sponsor Bufftastic Sports… Without further delay: BRRRING ON THE DIIIVAAAAAAZZZ!"

The prolocutor dissappeared and generic rock music played in the background. A two hundred pound wisp of a woman daintly flexed and pranced as an announcer described her platform.

Teddy shouted against the clamor of the crowd and the music. "Dad! When are we gonna see Tia?"

"In a while, son."

"I really wanna see her!"

"Yeah, me too." Chad patted his pants pocket nervously. The angulature of something heavy bulged from within.

After what seemed like hours, "The Announcer promulgated those anticipated words. The next competitor, a massive woman with a massive heart: Tia Juno. According to the Guiness committee, she is the largest woman in the world at one hundred inches tall, and eight hundred ninety three point nine pounds." Tia strode into the spotlight, blew a kiss to her man, and stomped down the catwalk with oversized platform shoes. The catwalk creaked under her ponderous tread, but it withstood her bulk because the shoes distruted her weight just enough.

"Dad? How did Tia get so big in a year?"

Chad paused. "She has a hormonal anomaly and some… special training."

"Can I get that training too?"

"I doubt it…" Chad mustered his willpower to avoid laughter.

Meanwhile, Tia grinned and flexed while she performerd her poses, body fat hovering above zero. When she left, the audience erupted into applause so vehement that the pageant was delayed for fifteen minutes.

"Father, was that really your girlfriend?" Meredith asked.

"Give your old man some credit…" She nudged his duaghter’s side.

"No, really, what about you would interest a musclehead like that?"

Chad’s eyes flashed at the epithet, "That musclehead is at least as intelligent as Albert Einstein, Noam Chomsky and Johannes Goethe combined, and I do a lot for her. Who do you think assembled those shoes?"

"Nike?"

"Well, they supplied the materials…"

The event dragged on. The crowd was enthralled by Tia’s exploits in the talent phase, although Chad wondered how she became so proficient in blindfold tightrope walking during flambeau juggling.

By the nightwear competition only twelve contestants remained. Tia emerged in a set of improvised pajamas that used to be a parachute. Still, her bare midriff elicited roars of joy from the crowd.

"A parachute? What was she thinking?"

"It was all we had money for…"

Last of All: the question! Tia stood at her full height before the microphone, staring undaunted at the announcer.

"Miss Muscle Diva has been a role model for girls for years. If you are crowned, what message do you think is most important for growing girls to internalize?"

She spoke immediately. "Every woman must know, that to succeed in life, you must be strong. This strength is not necessarily physical in nature, but you know the situations which require strength when you encounter them. Above all, strength is a prerequisite for love. And for every opportunist who exploits you, and for every one who harms you maliciously or intentionally: there is enough love out there to justify confronting these risks." Tia closed her mouth decisively. Gazed into Chad’s tear laden eyes in the front row, and took her place among the finalists.

A tangible silence prevailed as the ultimatum was removed from the envelope. "The third place winner is… Gisele Kraft!" A comparatively willowy woman stretched her ethereally long, chiseled limbs and posed herself on the pedestal with a lofty, aloof dignity.

"Second place is Jenni Gaines!" An ebullient blonde with a bulging six pack smiled her way across the stage and pounced on her spot next to Gisele.

A drum roll preceded the final announcement. Tia and the final contestant, a seven hundred ninety two pound Hispanic girl who stood at seven feet eight inches hugged each other in anticpation. "The winner of this year’s Elite Muscle Diva Beauty Extravaganza……… Tia!"

The thick bodied nurse hugged the cute teenager and began to move forward.

"Mariscal!"

The brown eyed Latina kissed the blue eyed one on the cheek, and claimed the trophy victoriously.

Tia smiled beautifully at the winners, forgetting her solitude in the corner.

"And that concludes this quinquiniad’s glorious muscle extravaganza"

The crowd began to dissipate, but the announcer continued. "Before the winners of this pageant were being determined, the committe deliberated upon another decision. Every other year we select a woman who has made profound, decisive contributions to humanity, and who epitomizes strength and fitness. And this decade it is none other than a woman who erected a flood levy single handedly within ten minutes, tends to the ill nearly every day of the week, has faced life threatening situtations several times as a volunteer firefighter, and once saved a man’s life by lifting a car above her head. The woman who has stolen our hearts whether wearing a silken slip or a discarded parachute-Thank you Tia Juno!"

A barrage of confetti descended, and a some of the contestants carried a customized Cadillac onto the stage. It had a high roof and enough leg room for a giantess to be comfortable. The honoree teared and accepted a fifteen million check and her crown- a masterwork of diamonds and sapphires that resembled the greater sapphires of her eyes. When handed a microphone, Tia smiled serenely at the crowd and collected her words. She said, "I won’t say much now. I’ve already said my part. I love mankind, and I believe that we can improve this world.

But there’s a man I especially love, and I dedicate this victory to him. Hey Chad, Chad Butler, get down here, I have been wanting to talk to you all day!"

"Dad, that’s you!!!" Teddy shrieked.

"She absolutely adores you." Meredith uttered, not without a trace of wonder.

It baffles me too, sometimes, dear. Chad patted his offspring on the head and bolted for the stairs.

Chad hurried down the stairs and onto the stage. He stared upward, enthralled by his dearest friend’s prescence. Tia bent over, picked him up with a single hand, and let him sit on one of her pectoral muscles, which by themselves would rip a triple Z bra apart. The man remembering the first time they made love, placed his hands around her neck for both balance and affection. They kissed each other for an entire minute onstage while the crowd applauded.

The excitement caused Chad to tingle, and the lead plated box with an oak veneer slid out of his pocket. Tia stooped down and picked it up. The covering had her initials on it. "Is this for me, you little sweetie?"

"Check the contents."

"I will, but I have to speak first. You’ve been a wonderful friend, and a better boyfriend than I’ve ever dreamed; the most trusting compassionate man whom I have ever beheld.

I will always love you…" She held Chad’s hand.

"So you want to marry me then?" Chad gestured at the box in Tia’s hand. She opened it and produced a large princess cut engagement ring.

"Zoom in on this!" She thrust her ringed finger before the cameraman. She turned to Chad, and spoke in an intimate whisper. "As for your question, I have only one response.

No

forces on Earth

could separate me from you."

Their eyes locked silently for five minutes. The MC finally interceded. "What’s the verdict."

"We’re getting married." Chad hissed indignantly from Tia’s chest.

The crowd gave the obligatory "awwwwww, as Teddy ran up and hugged her. Meredith shook Tia’s hand, somewhat diffidently. Tia turned her back to the camera and easily lifted the SUV with a single arm.

"Good Night Everybody! I have something extremely important to do…" She concluded, and trudged to the parking lot with Teddy and Meredith in tow. The crowd watched her until she went to the parking lot, and carefully lowered the cadillac to the floor. She got into the vehicle, and started the engine. The crowd cheered one final time as Tia drove her soon to be husband and stepchildren into the horizon.

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