Showing posts with label muscle theft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label muscle theft. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

muscle theft 101


Hirudinia University was an institution with a strong commitment to athletics.
With national class wrestling, American football and weightlifting teams, there was a surfeit of big bulging virile young men.
This fact was widely known and more than a few young ladies had applied to Hirudinia purely to get up close with these masses of boy meat.
And get up close they did. By the end of the first day of term about half of the rooms in H.U. would have a muscle-lust crazed babe giving head to the over-sized slong of a youthful muscle god as he towered over her. Then after the boy exploded into her mouth, he would take her in his big big arms and assuming she didn’t faint from the sensation of being encased in so much boy muscle, the boy would lay her down and ram her over and over.
Next day many girls would be fairly bow-legged with silly looks of utter satisfaction on their faces.

In a student apartment on the west side of campus were three young ladies-Farah, Louise and Ellen.
Farah was blonde, slim and impressively busty with DDD cup breasts squeezed into a skimpy white dress. She had sour expression as Ellen patiently explained a maths problem.
Louise was relatively attractive with an average build. She had brown hair and was watching a movie on her laptop in the kitchen, while Ellen was tutoring Farah in the living room.
Ellen was a small, blonde girl. She was quite beautiful. Ellen was quite shy but went out of her way to help people.  A month ago she had set up a fund drive on campus to raise the money for an operation to cure a partially paralysed boy from the town.
Louise was unhappy about Ellen tutoring Farah. Farah had a reputation for nastiness and it was rumoured she had been behind the incident where a freshman girl had found her wardrobe stuffed with sheets of paper with the words “Slut” printed on them.
Farah was hated, envied and feared and was apparently failing math. Ellen had been assigned to tutor her.  Farah endured the tutoring with bad grace, but Ellen was actually getting through to her.

Eventually they finished up and Farah left.
She was just at the stairwell when she realised she was missing her phone. She slipped back into the apartment. Louise and Ellen were talking about something in Marian’s bedroom. Farah started looking around. She was on her hand and knees behind the couch when they walked in and she froze.
“Ok” said Louise “I want to show you something. You see this?”
Louise took a small packet of candy out of her purse. On the label was printed “Sweet Vyses cherry candy with more VIM! “
“Cherry candy?” responded Ellen shocked.
“No. Well yes. But this is no ordinary cherry candy. Remember the story about the girl who drained all the muscles from her brothers and ended up like Schwarzenegger. That was because she ate some of this Sweet Vyses cherry candy. I looked it up. Apparently the manufacturers put a chemical called Alimonerase into it. They thought it would give people energy but it also empowers the mitochondria of people with XX chromosomes (girls) so they can absorb proteinaic energy out of people with XY chromosomes (guys). It was recalled a few months ago, but I managed to get this pack. Sooo…”
“Louise!” said Ellen “You not seriously thinking of absorbing someone’s muscles. That’s horrible!”
Ellen folded her delicate white arms.

“Oh come on Ell! François is always pushing you around and being a jerk to people. He thinks he can do whatever he want just because he’s so big. He totally deserves to have his muscles stolen”
“No Louise. And I told you François is just insecure. Underneath it all he’s just a little boy who needs understanding”
“Yeah. A little boy who’s a brat. Come on. We can say we didn’t know what the candies were and that it was all an accident”
She took Ellen’s slender arm and rubbed her slender biceps suggestively “Don’t you want to pump these bad boys up?”
Ellen pulled away.
“No!”
Louise sat back on the couch.
“Well I’m going to use it on Reggie. Are you going to tell on me?”
Ellen paused and then said “No. But… you shouldn’t do it”
“Hmmmp”
They sat there for a moment.
Then Ellen’s boyfriend, François opened the main door and squeezed in from the hallway.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

cell girl muscle drain








sorry for the long time i didn't updated, my computer crushed and i had to buy a new computer and a sata/USB adapter to restore the files and the password for this blog from the hard drive.

i found this long time ago on 4chan board and i don't know who did this comics.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

all for her

all for her by marknew

this story is about james bond and how he and a girl he meet at the casino are being traped by a villainess that drains both him and the girl of their physical attributes from muscles to height and breast size. there is also nice sexual-humiliation scene at the end.
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James and a new friend he picked up at the casino, a gorgeous, tall, voluptuous girl, Paula
Fyre, are tied up together in the villain's lair.  A petite, 5'2", dark haired girl, wearing shorts
and a halter top, is standing over them.

"Who are you?" James asks roughly.

"Why, I am your jailor," she replies evenly.

"Where are we?  What are you going to do with us?" Paula Fyre asks, a bit fearfully.

"You're at the headquarters of F.E.M.M., Females Evidencing Massive Musculature."

James snorts.  "And you are a prime example, I suppose."

Vickie ignores him.  "Look at the pictures on the wall, Miss Fyre."  She motions to a line of
portraits showing women with immense biceps and chests, limp, beaten men lying alongside
them.

"They look like women, I guess, but I've never seen women like them, before," Paula says,
eyeing them closely.

"My name is Vickie, not 'before', but that is an apt name you've used.  And I look forward to
your thoughts when you will see 'after' later," she replies with hidden amusement. She smiles
at Paula Fyre, then turns to Bond.  "And you, Mr. Bond, will pay for your attempted
interference with our plans.  Your life as an aggressive, overbearing male is over.  Your new
assignment will provide you with little scope for your sexist games.  You now work for
F.E.M.M.  You shall serve our cause."

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Muscle Transfer


usualy i will post new stuff more often but that damn 'google friend connect' button has driven me nuts for a week and nobody could help to fix it cuzz it isn't working well in anywhere and you need to press the blue squares in order to follow this blog...
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Muscle Transfer 

by WDF91





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