Yoga butt on display
by Fan of Fit
Erica proves her yoga butt is superior.  21st century survival of the fittest.

Front and center and stuffed in the back corner.  Erica was so hot.  
Front and centered in the yoga studio.  The temperature was 
around 90 degrees.  She was half way through the workout and 
she was feeling super strong.  She looked so good in her outfit and 
if you were to actually look at everyone else in the room, she had 
the strongest practice.  That's not to say best just the strongest.

Erica noticed three visitors who had come to the class together and 
now were having trouble with this class.  It was a hard one, for 
sure. Of course there were a lot of arm balances, downward dogs 
and chatturangas.   You had to move a lot and everything was tied 
to the breathe of you were good and then it was much easier but if 

you had trouble breathing in time with your movement then this 
yoga class was even harder.   These girls were big girls so it got 
hard quick. 

Breathing is to yoga as a baseball is to the sport it was named 
after.   Breathing is very important.  There are several things that 
make it so.  In a dynamic practice you have to keep control of your 
breathe or you will wind up taking needed breathes in moments 
of unique stress or contortion and then you will not get a full and 
deep breath as you transition.  That's another thing you must 
learn to breathe out of your stomach.  This is because you will 
never access your lower lungs if you can't learn to breathe out of 
your stomach.  You need all the room you can get if you are in 
downward dog for example.  You don't have breathing access to 
your upper lungs and lower neck area because of all the pressure 
on those points and so the only space is further down your lungs 
closer to your stomach.  You have to be able to suck in your belly 
because if it hangs you won't be able to exhale as easily and you 
will quickly run out of breath.  Of course this is true normally 
anyway even if you are standing, its only in yoga though you were 
in those more awkward positions.  Erica was good and her 
breathing was fine but the three big ones were not.  They were all 
obese too.

Not getting sufficient breathing means your body can't convert as 
much air into oxygen which means all your muscles and organs 
will tire for energy and you will more quickly tire, and you will 
have a longer recovery time too.  Hot power yoga for this reason 
especially trains the body for endurance-based work.  It weeds out 
the impurities over time and of course the more in shape you are 
the better you flow.  Flow means moving with the breath.    Since 
much of the flow work utilizes body weight, often, full bodyweight, 
it can be very rigorous.  Fat bodies can't sustain many of the poses 
if they are able to do them at all.  Over time though they can get 
into better shape.  Not tonight though.  

Erica also has strong lungs and efficient cardiovascular system.  
Her muscles can absorb large oxygen amounts.  Her lungs are able 
to take deep full breaths steadily and evenly through all the 
toughest positions.  And this requires great strength, so her 
muscles work really hard and soak up all the oxygen her perfect 
body makes.  Because she has practiced so long she can hold 
difficult poses for long time and also transition very smoothly and 
regularly.  Working the muscles like this makes Erica really fit.  
What a yoga butt too.  Women that say they don't want their butt 
to get big but they only want it toned have obviously never heard 
of yoga butt.  You need to build muscle, eliminate fat, and 
strengthen tendons.  So that is the best butt and everyone knows 
it that knows about yoga.  And since yoga done properly is a 
cornerstone of making a perfect body it stands to reason a yoga 
butt is a perfect butt.  

Erica has wonderful yoga muscles all over her body and it's mostly 
from yoga though she has taken kickboxing and rock-climbing.  
Also she eats so well mainly fruits and nuts.  Her yoga muscles are 
so perfect and she loves to do everything so effortlessly in her life.  
That is what its like with her body.  Everything is smooth.  Physical 
task require strength, but for her they are effortless.  Now they 
were holding chatturanga this time at low angle and so this is very 
difficult you are like two inches off the ground and it requires 
every muscle to work.  Erica is such tensile strength she does not 
move an inch and her body breathes so controlled its like she is in 
another place listening to this music too.  As the pose transitions 
she moves and her muscles move like a sail directed by a racing 
captain.  It's a smooth transition and the sail quickly becomes fixed 
and it will not break but at the same time its taking the full brunt 
of the wind.  Its stretched perfectly, seamlessly.   Erica is about 5'6 
120 with dark brown hair and her whole body is just perfect for 
anything.  Yoga, sports, household tasks, of course sex.  Everything 
is better.

The fatties are stuck sitting on their knees and feet and supporting 
themselves with their arms.  Heaving for breath, red-faced and 
sweaty and scared.  Anxious looks in the eyes.  Staring around the 
room at the room and wondering what torture they have left to 
endure.  The taller girl is looking at Erica during all this.  She sees 
Erica wink at her and smile, as if to say hello and warm blessings 
(A cheerful message).  She takes it the wrong way no doubt as she 
continues to stare and dwell.  The teacher has now come over and 
is instructing the three how to go into child's pose and why it's 
important to anyone's practice.  She tries to put a little pressure on 
their backs to help them ease into it, while breathing in, but its 
clear in addition to much body fat blocking the way also their hips 
are tight.     It pretty much went on like this for a while.
 
After the session ended and while Erica was in the locker room 
one of the girl's watched her go to her locker.  Erica had to go 
shopping that night for her food but when she returned the girls 
were waiting.  They got her information off her ID, which she had 
in her wallet in her unlocked locker.  Two were hiding (as much as 
that was possible!)  They were on the other side of the street in a 
place that was easy to hide behind.  One of the three had been 
tailing her.  When the one tailing Erica could see they had turned 
onto her street she texted her friends to be ready.  The two did 
ready themselves right behind the hood of a car that was parked 
slightly ahead of Erica's entrance on the street.  As she turned to 
unlock her door they jumped her.  Three large bodies ran toward 
and collapsed on the startled Erica.  

They were like the lions that jump on the rhinoceros.  Except this 
time it was like a gang of rhinoceros throttling a lion.  Rarely 
happens.  That's because rhinos are fat and can't catch lions under 
most circumstances.  Humans however have an advantage rhinos 
don't and that is we are smart.  And so of course three sloppy 
rhinos can attack a svelte lioness and win in reality if they can 
corner her.  It was not pretty.  She immediately knew her they 
were, and she was powerless to do anything.   It was not their 
punches that hurt so bad, they had weak punches and lots of 
cushioning in their hands anyway.  But the kicks really hurt, 
especially when kicked in the head.  They kicked her back hard 
and it would leave a bruise on her spine.  One of them sat on her 
with her knees on Erica's chest and it made it somewhat tough to 
breath.  The other girls were kicking her and so she just screamed 
and soon it was all over.

They stole $300 dollars and a pair of expensive shoes.  Erica was 
hurt and bruised and she wanted revenge but she knew she had 
to recover first and this meant rest.  During her rest she thought 
about how to find the girls and this she dwelled on for some time 
before it occurred they must have signed in and provided their 
information.  Of course they could have lied but maybe they had 
credit card information too.  If she needed to go to the law she 
could use that.  So Erica went to the studio after three days and 
after her vigorous practice she asked about how she could see the 
names of people that had signed in.  They told her this was 
privileged information.  Everyone that came had to sign the book 
and it was a long book and it was on the desk and you were not 
supposed to look at it but that would be her best shot.  So when 
she came back the next day and there was a different receptionist 
then she was able to do it very slyly.  The three would have all 
signed in together; regardless she knew most of the others that 
had been there that night.  So the first name she came too she did 
not recognized she made a mental note of the address.

The next night Erica ventured to that place and hid out across the 
street in a bus stop and watched the building.  She waited for two 
hours.  Lucky she had her i-pad to keep her busy.  She heard a 
door close and she looked up and she saw a large person locking 
the door.  The girl turned and Erica recognized her as the tall one 
of the three.  She was tall and fat.  Maybe 5'9 and 200 lbs.  Erica 
had first thought she would attack the girl in the street but she 
wondered whether there would be witnesses.  She thought best to 
wait and try and get in the building and then find her apartment.   
How to get in the door though, it was keyless entry' She then 
determined she should confront the girl as she was coming back, 
say that she was here to get her information for the police, 
demand to be let in, not let on she would beat her fat ass.  And this 
seemed smart enough.

Erica waited and in about twenty months Cristal came walking 
back carrying grocery bags filled with junk food.  Erica jumped out 
at her.  'You know who I am'  I came here to talk to you (she lied). 
Lets go upstairs now. '  The girl looked perplexed at first and then 
frightened and then she really relaxed.  In a matter of seconds she 
was confused by the confrontation, suspecting and scared of 
Erica's intentions, and then relieved when she realized one of her 
fat friends was up in the apartment. 'Ok'let's go.'

It did not occur to Erica someone else may be home so she was just 
as surprised as Cristal had been at seeing her when she walked in 
the apartment and Mandee appeared.  It was a pretty big space.  
'Where is your third friend''  'Its just us two' Mandee remarked.  

Erica said 'Ok you two are going to pay right now. '  They 
cornered her against the door and slowly moved in.  

Whamm!

Erica jumped into the air came down with a crashing blow on 
Cristal and the girl was knocked out cold.  Mandee was horrified.  
'Don't move!'  Erica ordered.  She then hogtied Cristal, using some 
of her own yoga gear'her lululemons!  Mandee started crying.  
'Take your clothes off now fatass'  Mandee did it so willingly Erica 
knew she would do anything.  Erica took off her clothes.  'Come 
here and kneel down in front of me and lick me.  Start with my 
feet and work up.'  Mandee did as commanded.  Erica grabbed 
hold of her hair and pulled her up to kiss her inner thighs.  The 
smooth muscle twitched with pleasure and then shoved the fat girl 
down onto the floor.  She then mounts her from the opposite 
direction.  She then positions herself in a child's pose with 
Mandee's fat arms caught between Erica's hamstrings and ankles.  
Erica's yoga butt was resting on Mandee's chest.  Erica then 
wiggled her arms underneath the girl and rested the side of her 
head on the girls stomach and begin to constrict her body.  Erica's 
yoga butt was crushing down on Mandee's chest and she could 
barely breathe and her head and all her arm strength were 
constricting the fat girl's breath.  And Erica called out to her 
'watch my butt'watch how it can relax and keep you alive longer 
and contract it and squeeze the life from you.  My yoga butt.'  And 
this went on for about ten minutes until Cristal awakened and 
started crying at the scene and then Erica moved over to her.  
Since she was hogtied Erica took it out on the tall girls soft and 
jiggly belly.  'I can keep my belly flexed a long time fat girl.  I was 
never scared of tall girls like you.  So long as you have that fat belly 
I can always hurt you there. ' And she sent these stinging jabs into 
the hog-tied girl's belly.  They were not thrown that hard.  Hard 
enough to make her cough a little, which would always cause Erica 
to giggle.   She then spanked her butt.  'Its flabby' she laughed.  
'You need a better one.'

'I can keep my belly flexed tight for a very long time.  Like 5 
minutes in a plank.  Can you do that''  She then jabbed Cristal 
again in her flabby large stomach.  The girl coughed harder this 
time.  'Softening up already'  It's good I've saved my strength.'  
She punched her hard and sunk her fist in so deep and kept it 
there Cristal could not even cough and just turned bright red.  
When she finally could take a breath it was a weezy and weak 
breath and she almost passed out. Erica then stood up and started 
shaking her hips around and erotically dancing.  Grinding down an 
imaginary stripper's pole and slapping the girl in her face.  She 
even grabbed at her double chin and slapped at it and giggled at 
her as she watched it jiggle.

'How much do you weigh rhino''  
Cristal sputters '210lbs.' 
'You are too fat!  You can't defend yourself!'

'I bet I make more money than you.  My boyfriend is better.  I'm 
the girl that lapped you on the track, that smiled at you from the 
top of the ropes course, and that winked at you in yoga class.  I was 
never mean to you just friendly.  I acknowledged your presence.  
But my presence you despised.  So now I'm making you despise 
yourself even worse. '  Erica then hopped and landed her yoga 
butt on the fat girl's big belly and all her breath rushed out of her 
and she weezed and Erica laughed and bounced up and down a 
few times and held her hands behind her head so as to 
occasionally dance her yoga biceps.  But it was her yoga butt, so 
deadly, that kept crashing down onto the fat girl's belly.  And it 
was such an obscene picture.   And Cristal punches were 
powerless against Erica's body.  They gradually faded until they 
were just feeble brushes.  And soon she passed out after Erica sat 
on her for a while and twisted her hips around.

After all this had happened she left to go to Mac's.  

Erica is a sex machine.  She and Mac get along great in this regard.  
She tells him about what she has done.  He begs her to share every 
detail so that he can fantasize.  Now Mac is in OK shape but not 
like Erica and he absolutely idolizes her.

'Tell me about your body.  Tell me about your warrior body.  What 
can your do my little warrior''  

She mounts him and slowly starts upon his penis.  She lest in 
barely a quarter inch or so, and its deadly pleasurable to Mac.  And 
she is kind of just dancing there and swiveling her hips around 
and she has her arms raised above her head and as she sways her 
body her abs dance delicately and her hips shift seamlessly.  His 
pleasure is somewhat sensational, ticklish, so it is silent torture for 
him.  

Gradually she goes down all the way and now she bends over and 
her tits rub right along Mac's upper chest and she looks up briefly 
at him, right above his head, and she blows on his face to make 
him squint and squirm, and then kisses him hard.  She grabs his 
hands with her own and she places them behind his head and she 
stretches her body out as long as she can and gets down as low to 
him as she can and she straightens out her arms and grips his 
hands tights and folds them over each other and uses her own to 
push down.   It looks like a frog posture.  Her arms are extended 
way beyond her head though.  Its clear she is exerting lots of force 
b/e he is straining against her and grunting.  And as she slowly 
moves back and forth, her breathing remains steady, and her abs 
dance softly, and a single bead of sweat forms under her breast 
and drops down to her nipple causing her to shudder.  
 
She squeezes him inside her very hard, and begins massaging him 
while he's inside her, but then she takes her free-hand, which had 
previously been beside her on the carpet, and she puts it between 
her legs and reaches underneath his sac and begins to massage 
his perineum.  With only one arm now supporting her whole 
upper body and with all of her movement it is apparent her body 
is hard-wired for explosive sex.  She keeps squeezing and then she 
releases and sway around in a loose circle, and then squeezes him 
really hard, and when she does this her abs just flare up and 
glisten in the soft light, but its only for a moment and then she 
sways in the opposite direction.  And this is definitely very intense 
work and she takes deep breaths but they become shallower and 
her whole body is straining now and sucking oxygen and it is only 
now that the full fruits of her practice are realized.  

She is going faster, and Mac is just howling for breath and trying to 
talk but not having much success, and then she does it.  She 
pushes down just hard enough on the right spot with her index 
finger and his hold body jolts.  It's a powerful shock that is so 
violent it nearly propels Erica off.  And her body's tenses and holds 
and her beautiful yoga body and all the rest of her hold strong 
and Mac can't move her and he explodes and screams and she 
cries 'yes!' as she does the same.  She collapses after about a 
minute, and both their breaths are longs and hard and deep and 
they resemble two woody branches pressed perfectly together, 
pressed together tight by gravity and earth, the same that the 
passage of time bends and twists into a single branch.