Marissa protects the ship
by Mike.yc2201@gmail.com
Hugely muscled warrior-babe is sent to single-handedly protect a sailing ship. She does a Herculean workout while the whole crew watches. Some sensual muscle-worship occurs after.


The crew gasped in unison as the gorgeous blonde muscle-woman walked
confidently up the plank onto the galleon. She wasn't terribly tall, only 5
foot 6, but her incredible physique was so unbelievably packed with muscle
that she easily dwarfed even in the biggest sailor in sheer mass. She was
obviously incredibly confident in her physique, wearing only an ornate,
heavily tasseled, metal bikini that left very little to the imagination. Her
legs were massive like beer kegs, her waistline was thick with rippling
muscle. Her arms were larger than most men's legs, gnarled and shredded with
slabs of pure beef. To top it off the woman possessed an outrageous set of
spherical tits, half exposed for all the world to see. The wooden plank bowed
noticeably as she crossed it, creaking and straining to support her incredible
musculature along with the massive war-hammer strapped to her back.

The bridge officers greeted her nervously. They were all fit men, 6 foot and
taller, but they were obviously incredibly intimidated by the sheer size and
obvious power of this incredible woman. She craned her neck to look up at
them, fearlessly and confidently, while they looked down, eyes flicking back
and forth from her angular face down to her massive exposed tits. "I'm
Marissa. I've been sent to protect your ship from Sea Monsters."

The officers introduced themselves one by one, shaking her small, almost
dainty, hand. Marissa gave the biggest man a light squeeze with her soft,
feminine hand and the man winced and nearly fell to his knees. She chuckled.
"Don't worry about any Kraken my good sir. You are safe with ME on board!"

The ship set sail in late afternoon, with the crew all straining to keep one
eye on the unbelievable woman who was apparently going to keep all of them
safe. The huge muscle-woman, not surprisingly, started exercising on the main
deck, using her massive war-hammer as a makeshift barbell. She spent a full
hour of breakneck exercise just on her lower body, squatting deep and hard and
giving the entire crew an erection as they stared at her muscular glutes, so
thick and hard and half exposed in her super-sexy chain mail bikini. She did
walking lunges around the ship for 20 minutes straight with that massive
war-hammer held directly over her beautiful head, the deck bowing noticeably
under her sexy bare feet.

After 60 minutes Marissa changed to upper body. Holding onto the main spar she
performed endless one-arm chin ups, her huge war-hammer held in her other
hand. The officers and crew were flabbergasted and the sheer power of this
women, watching in awe as she performed 200 reps with each hand, for sets of
5!

One of them seamen couldn't resist his lust anymore and walked up to her
cautiously. "Ma'am, I'm truly amazed at your� strength, may I ask how heavy
your weapon is?" Marissa smiled and walked close to him, her bull-like muscles
rippling, her sweaty chest heaving. She advanced so close that her massive
breasts lightly brushed his chest and the young man popped the biggest
erection of his life. While he stared down in between those huge rounded tits,
Marissa set her giant hammer down with a thud. "You tell me handsome... tell
me how heavy it is."

The man looked down at the weapon. It was very ornate, heavily dented from
either extreme training or combat, and looked impossibly heavy. He knew
instinctively that he wouldn't be able to lift it. Sure enough, despite his
heaving and straining, the young sailor couldn't even begin to budge it.
Marissa laughed and shouted in a booming voice, "Your friend here needs a
hand! Come try and lift my hammer!"

The deck crew gathered in a circle around the mighty woman. They took turns
and even the biggest and strongest man couldn't budge the giant block of
steel. Even pairs of men could barely shift it. Finally, with much straining
and grunting, the three strongest men together, managed to lift the impossibly
heavy weapon. Their arms quivered and shook as they held it a few inches off
the deck, before their feeble male strength finally gave out. The hammer
smashed onto the deck with a violent thud that shook everyone's feet.

Marissa, strutted up to the monstrous weapon and grinned. "I like you guys, I
really do. But this is why you don't want to cross me." The powerful woman
then easily hoisted it across her back with one hand. Shaking their heads in
disbelief, the crew watched as the muscle-woman started to resume her workout.
She looked back over one of her striated boulder shoulders and said, "500 lbs,
maybe more!"

By this point, most of the crew below decks had come up to watch this
Herculean super-woman perform her unbelievable workout. They sat in a row,
staring at Marissa, talking about her strength and gawking at her outrageous
body. Marissa for her part, loved being the center of attention and made sure
to give these men the show of a lifetime. When it came time to do rows, she
bent over entirely,� giving one set of men a clear view of her powerfully
muscled horse-ass and another set of men a view down in between her huge
rounded tits. Sailors groaned and struggled to control their erections as they
eye-raped her nearly naked body. This woman was a dream come true!

After 3 hours of heavy-duty muscle-pumping the massive bodybuilder was covered
in a profuse layer of sweat that was beyond sexy. All the men could smell her
strong, fragrant musk and it grove them completely wild with desire. Her
strength and endurance was beyond anything any man could comprehend. The
entirely crew all stopped and watched when it came time for the overhead
press. They all stared in lust, awe and a bit of fear as they watched Marissa
pumped her half ton weapon up and down, her powerfully muscled waistline
bulging with hard muscle and her huge spherical tits stretching upwards
towards the sky. What a goddess!

After 4 hours the huge woman, now bulging all over with impossibly pumped
muscle, retreated to the Captain's room. The Captain was studying his maps
when Marissa walked in, her huge shoulders nearly touching both sides of the
door. He gasped when she confidently disrobed right in front of him. "What a
workout! It was so nice to have an audience too!" The Captain was floored by
the impossible sexuality of her glorious nude body. He averted his eyes and
turned around while the huge woman toweled off the copious amounts of sweat
from her thickly muscled curves.

"Don't do that silly!" With one strong hand she turned him around to face her
again. The Captain stared at her breathtaking physique. Her skin was bronze
and contrasted nicely with her honey colored hair. Her huge breasts defied
gravity with arrogance and she was obviously very proud of them. Then there
was her muscles. It was like taking all the muscle from a bull and shoving
inside a person. The sheer power and majesty of her nude physique was beyond
art or sculpture. "Just look at my body! Men should enjoy it!" she said as she
flexed her titanic biceps, her arms exploding in gigantic masses of pure beef.
The Captain gasped. He guessed that the must be 25 inches, if not
substantially more!

The mighty woman then walked close to the Captain, her very obviously aroused
nipples pushing hard into his chest. Leaning in to kiss him, the Captain's
body reacted without thought. He flung his arms around the shorter woman and
passionately returned the kiss. The two spent several minutes kissing, his
erection pressing urgently against her eight-pack, his hands groping wildly
all over her fabulous naked body. The wonderful sweat that completely coated
her smooth skin rubbing onto his clothes and making them visibly damp. Finally
coming up for air with a gasp, Marissa chuckled. "Don't take this too
seriously by-the-way, I'm a very sensual woman. I do this with lots of men."

The captain nodded. "Now help me towel off." The Captain went to work,
lovingly drying all the sweat from Marissa's powerful body. He shook his head
several times as his hands brushed her skin, amazed at deep muscular grooves
and striations of her nude muscles. He felt that that he was touching untold
power, seething oceans of strength, as he toweled off her iron-hard muscles.

Now dry, the mighty woman led the Captain by his hand and drew him towards the
bed. "I like cuddling. We are going to cuddle." Effortlessly lifting him up,
she tossed him on the bed and pounced on his prone body. The man simply
couldn't believe his luck and his hands again started exploring every nook and
cranny of her amazing body. She was so massive, so utterly intimidating, her
sheer bulk easily dwarfed his own much smaller male body. But she was also so
loving and cute as he played with her rippling physique. Rubbing and twisting
her 2 inch long nipples, the mighty warrior made the cutest giggles as she
enjoyed the feeling of masculine hands all over her bare skin. Lying there,
the Captain began asking about her previous exploits.

"Oh I just came off an adventure where I defeated a large troop of werewolves.
They were killing villagers along with their horses and cows. Nobody could
stop them! A dozen knights were slaughtered trying to reclaim the village."

"How did you deal with them?" asked the Captain.

"Oh I just beat most of them unconscious with my fists. Not a big deal. But
the elders were a tricky bunch! They could heal wounds faster than I could
dish them out!"

"Go on" said the Captain, in awe at this powerful woman, his hands caressing
her thickly muscled abs, her huge tits and her monstrous biceps.

"What I did was I grabbed each of them in turn and just crushed them against
my body! They were so strong, but I just pulverized them with these muscles!
Their bodies were strong like iron, but they were no match for THIS!"

With that Marissa tensed her powerful body. Every muscle on her curvy physique
jumped at her command. The blonde muscle-woman seemed to grow larger and even
more intimidating as her thick physique swelled with size and strength.

"Amazing! Unbelievable!" replied the Captain. He stared in absolute lust at
the super-babe's massive chest, framed by rock hard rippling muscle. The
Captain realized that she could effortlessly rip him in two if she wanted.
Hell she could probably rip an elephant in two.

The couple embraced and kissed again. The Captain resumed his worship of her
wonderful nude body while the mighty warrior regaled him with tales of
strength and power. How she had used her mighty body to destroy even the
fiercest creatures from the depths of every child's nightmare. Eventually the
two drifted off to sleep, their bodies intertwined, one massive tree-trunk
sized leg pinning the Captain to the bed. Dreams of strength, sex and power
filled both of their minds as they slept comfortably together.

by Mike.yc2201@gmail.com (feedback very welcome!)