The weightlifting contest - free story

Linda Daventry is a professional fluffer. If you've ever wondered how a guy can keep it up for the hours that it take to make a video, wonder no more, the answer is Linda.

Linda isn't conventionally pretty, and she doesn't have big tits (or big anything else) but she is extremely skilled at what she does, and many guys feel a surge of excitement as soon as they see Linda and her Big Bag of Useful Items.

Linda's best friend is Sharon. Sharon is six feet eight inches and built like a Panzerkamfpwagon (but without the long-barrelled gun sticking out in front). Often, the mere threat of calling in Sharon for a bit of help is all that Linda needs to get things going the way she wants.

The story is about the first ever genital weight lifting contest put on by the IFGW, the International Federation of Genital Weightlifting. Points are awarded for the ounces of weight lifted, and the height of the lift in inches.

Linda's butterstick is Horse Pangborne. He has that nickname because he's as thick as a horse (I'm not sure if he can count up to one), and I don't mean diameter. And he's also struggling with the need to balance his Testosterone intake with his Estrogen, and his balls were the size of grapefruit, which for the purpose of a GW contest, was not good.

Story by Diana the Valkyrie
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The plough girl, part one

Olga is a plough girl - she pulls the plough for her village. They are too poor to own a horse or ox, so a plough girl does the job.

Then war hits Ukraine. She joins the fight, but there are just too many well-armed Russians. The villagers are forced to flee; Olga goes to New York.

Olga is a tall, strongly built, over-sexed blonde. Her lack of experience in Western ways, gets her into trouble, but her powerful muscles keep her safe. Her striking good looks and well-developed figure lead her into many sexual situations; her kind and gentle nature is the reason why so many men survive her lovemaking.

Story by Diana the Valkyrie, artwork by Diego

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The plough girl, part two

Mike measures Olga. 52 inch chest, so she explained that when she gets her sex life going again, everything will get bigger.

She goes to a club and was refused entry, after a short altercation she steps over the bouncer into the club. Inside, some guy puts his hand up her skirt, so she brought her legs together, turned to face him, he didn't move quickly enough and his arm broke.

Then Olga finds a suitable dance partner; her idea of suitable means small and weak. She picked him up and took him to the dance floor, and held him close to her body as she fucked him then let him down to the floor; he was crying.

When she got home, Mike was still awake, so she told him how she got mugged on the way home, and how she punished each of the would-be muggers. Then she took Mike to bed, her sixth sex of the evening.

Next day, Olga tries to get a job. She was rejected as a waitress because of her size, she was rejected for heavy manual labour, because she's a girl, but she went back to the club and got a job there as a female bouncer.

At the end of the evening, she stops a fight between two guys with a fist to the belly of each of them. She picked them up, one under each arm, and threw them out of the club.

Story by Diana the Valkyrie

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The plough girl, part three

Olga gets a new job at the KittyKat Klub, and deals with a gun man by crushing the gun with her powerful fingers.

Olga is a tall, strongly built, over-sexed blonde. Her lack of experience in Western ways, gets her into trouble, but her powerful muscles keep her safe. Her striking good looks and well-developed figure lead her into many sexual situations; her kind and gentle nature is the reason why so many men survive her lovemaking.

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The plough girl, part four

Olga explains how to become a plough girl, and looks for a better-paying job.

Olga is a tall, strongly built, over-sexed blonde. Her lack of experience in Western ways, gets her into trouble, but her powerful muscles keep her safe. Her striking good looks and well-developed figure lead her into many sexual situations; her kind and gentle nature is the reason why so many men survive her lovemaking.

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The plough girl, part five

Olga applies for a job as a porn model, but the pay is too low.

So she tries a casino, the 'Rain of Gold'. She's interviewed by the manager, who admires her huge bosom, 26 inch biceps and 37 inch thighs. but can she handle being a bouncer?

The manager tells one of his bouncers to chuck her out, but she breaks his leg, punched his belly and kneed him in the face as he collapsed.

She got the job. And she makes a dress for wearing on her job at the casino.

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The plough girl, part six

We stayed talking until dusk, and then I lifted him back into the wheelchair, and set off for his apartment.

"Olga," he said. "Mmh?" I answered. "Don't look back but we're being followed," he told me. I looked back. Sure enough, two guys were keeping station on us about fifty yards back.

"Olga," he said again. "What?" "It's an ambush. There's another two guys up front, trying to hide in doorways. Leave me and run for it."

"I'm not leaving you to get beaten up. That's my job," I joked. "Olga, this is serious. Four that I've spotted, and there could be others. And I don't think they're waiting to play patty-cake. Run for your life."

No way. Plough girls aren't cowards. Gary had suffered enough at my hands, it was clearly on me to look after him. I wasn't going to leave him to the mercy of these four toughs. But I could see a way to even the odds a bit.

I did a u-turn, and ran back the way we'd come. Clearly, the thugs weren't expecting me to run towards danger, so at first, they didn't know what to do. Ten seconds later I was in front of them. I kicked one of them in the head, which is a dangerous thing to do, because I could lead to a fatality, and the other one in the groin. He folded up nicely and I smashed my two fists into the back of his head as he went down. He hit the pavement, and lay still.

By then, the other two had arrived, and I could see two more running towards me. This was good; two at a time is better than four at once. I left Gary and the two thugs I'd already handled, and met the first two before they could realise their mistake.

I'm six foot three, and my legs are a lot longer than their arms. Which is just as well, because they were both armed with baseball bats, and looked like they were ready to use them. So I used the reach of my legs to kick one of them in the side, and there was a satisfying crack as his ribs broke. The other one swung his bat at me and connected. He hit my left shoulder, and my left arm went numb. But I grabbed his bat with my right hand and jerked it towards me.

He had two choices, hold on or let go. Both choices were bad. If he let go, I would be armed and he not. So he hung on to the bat, and was jerked forward enough so that my raised knee could crash into his genitals. Strike four.

The last two arrived, out of breath, and split up. One of them went for Gary, the other one pulled a knife and threatened me with it. So I picked up thug four and threw him at thug five, which I don't think he expected, and I followed up with a broken knife arm, so he dropped his weapon. A fist to the belly took him out of action, leaving thug six, who had wisely decided to make a run for it.

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The plough girl, part seven

Olga deals with the guy who sent six thugs to beat her up.

And we meet another plough girl - Anastasia.

Olga deals with a wife beater ... but not in the way you'd expect.

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The plough girl, part eight

Olga is promoted to head of security at the casino, and makes some long-needed changes.

She also suggests a routine where she crushes a coconut between her thighs, and this really impresses the customers.

Then she does the same with a skull ... which she then explains is just a plastic replica.

She then added a quarter-bending routine. with the offer of, you give me $50,and a quarter, and I give you back the quarter, bent in half.

But what really gets the customes excited, is her plough dance, using a real. 600 pound plough, where she lifts it, dances with it, raises it over her head and swings it down again. All very graceful, and when she's finished the dance, six men from the audience try to lift the plough between them, but they can only just manage to get it a few inches above the floor.

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The plough girl, part nine

Olga is interviewed on TV, and as a result, she meets Trudi, another plough girl. Trudi tells Olga that she's going back to Ukraine, to fight the Russians.

"We're going back to Ukraine, and this time we're going to send the Russians back where they came from."

Olga explains "I have to do this. I can't just stand by, and let other people fight my fight."

Olga does her plough dance on the ship to Hamburg; the passengers love her.

The plough girls make a plan. They will return to Ukraine, and go behind Russian lines, where they plan to kill Russian officers, destroy supply depots and ruining their logistics, so that the front lines are starved of fuel, ammo and food.

The Russians would soon feel the wrath of a plough girl.

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The plough girl, part ten

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The plough girl, part eleven

Olga turns her attention to the railway system, because that's the way that military supplies were moved.

She didn't have explosives, but she had something just as good - her legs. She used her powerful thighs to bend the rails a few inches, and the next train that came along derailed, the wagons behind also derailed, the fuel wagons burst and caught fire and the whole thing became a major disaster.

After she did the same thing again, the Russians started patrolling the tracks in squads of four. They were easy meat for Olga and her sling. All she needed was her head scarf and her ammo was a stone.

Then she started to bend the rails in tunnels, causing huge crashes that would take months to clear.

Her efforts made the railway system nearly useless, because trains could only move slowly, and the lines had to be patrolled frequently.

So Russian logistics had to go by road, and Olga used her sling to ambush truck convoys.

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The plough girl, part twelve

Olga turns her attention to the Russian airfields. They are heavily defended against attack from the air - radar, missiles and ack-ack. But they had no defence against a plough girl.

She tore a hole in the chain link fence, sneaked in and stole a 300 pound barrel of gasoline. Then she kidnapped a pilot and tortured him until he told her where the nearby airfields were.

How do you throw a 300 pound barrel of gasoline, 1000 feet? Not even a plough girl can do that. So she built a trebuchet in the middle of the forest. Her first shot hit the fuel dump and started a huge fire. Her second shot hit the ammo storage, and there was a huge explosion which wrecked the airfield.

After doing this a few times, the Russians got wise and burned down any forest within a kilometer of an airfield.

So Olga changed tactics. Then an airplane takes off, it starts off pretty low - low enough for Olga to be able to hit it with a rock, thrown from her sling. This doesn't do much damage to the rock, but wrecks the airplane.

And when that stopped working, she used home-made separs and a spear thrower. One spear, one airfield.

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The Plough Girl squadron, part 1

Olga decides to join the New York Police Department, with a special task to clean up the streets.

Back in her village, Olga was the justice system; police, prosecution, judge and punisher. And that's her role now. Discover, stop and chastise the perpetrators. And "chastise" isn't just verbal. Punishments will be physical.

"Protect snd serve" is the task of the Plough Girl, and Olga recruits three other plough girls for her squadron. Four huge and powerful plough girls should be enough to handle most of New York.

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