Shattered Dimensions: Master Tigress - Episode #1
By Cat Gepetto
Master Tigress puts on a flex-show for onlookers, and proceeds to outwrestle some old opponents.

*** "Shattered Dimensions" is a fragmented journey through the Multiverse
of Muscle, recorded by a jailbroken storyteller from the future. However,
the Multiverse causes the recording to be disorganized, because the
timelines are constantly falling back upon themselves, shifting and
reorganizing. The same moment repeats again and again, with minor
variations. Time, space and causality lose fixed meaning. Enter the world
of broken fragments of alternate realities... but hold on to your courage
and your patience as you do, because here there be madness. ***


1

Master Tigress was always proud of her body. She spent countless hours
training to be the best fighter in all of China, and her hard work had paid
off. Not only was she strong and agile, but her muscles were toned and
defined, giving her a sexy and intimidating appearance that few could
resist.

Whenever Tigress had the chance, she would show off her body to anyone who
would watch. She loved the feeling of power she got from knowing that she
could make people aroused and excited just by flexing her muscles or posing
in a revealing outfit. It made her feel invincible, like nothing could stop
her.

One day, Tigress decided to put on a show for some of the villagers who had
gathered to watch her train. She donned a tight-fitting outfit that showed
off her every curve and muscle, and began to perform a series of acrobatic
stunts that left the crowd breathless.

As she spun and flipped through the air, Tigress could feel the heat of
their gaze on her skin, and it only made her more excited. She could see
the arousal in their eyes, and she loved it. When she finally finished her
routine, Tigress stood proudly in front of the crowd, her muscles rippling
in the sunlight.

The villagers were practically drooling with desire, and Tigress could feel
their lust washing over her like a wave. She smiled to herself, knowing
that she had once again proven her dominance over them. With a wink and a
flick of her tail, Tigress strode off, ready to continue her training and
show off her body to anyone who dared to watch.


2

Master Tigress stepped onto the stage, her muscular form glistening with
sweat under the bright lights. She raised her arms slowly, letting the
muscles in her biceps bulge and flex as she held the pose, her eyes locking
onto the gaze of her enraptured audience.

"Are you ready?" she purred, her voice low and sensual. "Are you ready to
see what I can do?"

With a flick of her wrist, Master Tigress reached up and ran her fingers
through her hair, letting the black strands cascade down around her
shoulders. Then she slowly turned, showing off the powerful muscles in her
back and shoulders as she did so. The audience murmured in appreciation,
their eyes following her every movement.

But Master Tigress was just getting started. She turned back around and
took a few steps forward, her hips swaying in time with the music. With a
playful grin, she raised one leg and bent it at the knee, showing off the
powerful muscles in her thigh.

"Like what you see?" she asked, her voice full of teasing.

The audience responded with a resounding cheer, and Master Tigress felt a
thrill of excitement course through her. She loved the feeling of power
that came with showing off her body like this, loved the way it made the
onlookers react.

She continued to dance, her movements fluid and graceful. Every twist and
turn showed off a different part of her body, from the powerful muscles in
her abdomen to the toned curve of her calf. The audience was transfixed,
unable to look away.

And Master Tigress was enjoying every moment of it. She loved the way their
eyes were fixed on her, loved the way she could make them feel with just a
flick of her wrist or a flex of her muscles.

As the music came to an end, Master Tigress struck a final pose, her arms
raised above her head and her muscles bulging with power. The audience
erupted into a round of applause, and she basked in their adoration.

She knew that she had just given them a show they would never forget. And
she couldn't wait to do it all again.


3

The crowd can't take their eyes off Tigress, mesmerized by her intense aura
of strength and sensuality. As she continues to flex, her muscles bulge and
ripple with every movement, showcasing her impressive physique.

Her biceps, triceps, and forearms swell and throb with power as she raises
her arms above her head. Her lats and traps flare out, making her back look
impossibly wide and strong. Tigress then twists and contorts her torso,
causing her abs and obliques to ripple and flex in waves.

As she performs her impressive display, Tigress looks out at the crowd with
a knowing smirk, her eyes full of confidence and allure. She revels in
their desire, enjoying the way they crave her attention and strength.

"You like what you see?" Tigress purrs, her voice low and sultry. "You can
look, but you can't touch."

Her words only fuel the crowd's desire, sending shivers down their spines.
Tigress continues to flex and pose, her muscles straining with each
movement, a tantalizing display of power and sensuality that no one can
resist.


4

The Tigress let out a fierce roar as she called Master Rhino to the stage,
ready to prove her dominance. The crowd was electrified as the two
behemoths sized each other up, muscles bulging and sweat pouring down their
bodies.

With a sudden lunge, Tigress charged at Rhino, slamming him to the ground
with a resounding thud. She laughed triumphantly as she straddled him, her
muscles rippling with power as she flexed and taunted him.

Rhino struggled to break free, but Tigress was too strong. With a wicked
grin, she began to twist and contort his limbs, relishing in the sound of
his bones cracking beneath her grip.

As the crowd roared in approval, Tigress began to show off, flexing her
massive biceps and posing for the cameras. She reveled in the thrill of
domination, the rush of power that came from crushing her opponents.

As the match drew to a close, Tigress stood victorious over Master Rhino,
her body heaving with exertion and her heart pounding with adrenaline. She
had never felt so alive, so powerful, and so in control. And as she looked
down at her broken opponent, she knew that this was only the beginning of
her reign as the ultimate predator.


5

Tigress can feel the power coursing through her as she dominates Rhino, and
she relishes every moment of it. She flexes her muscles and twists his
body, enjoying the way the crowd's eyes roam all over her, taking in her
every movement. With each new maneuver, she can feel the spectators'
admiration and awe growing.

As she continues to overpower Rhino, Tigress feels an intense rush of
pleasure and satisfaction. She takes care to show off her strength and
skill, relishing the way Rhino's body responds to her every command. She
revels in the power that comes with being able to control and humiliate
someone so completely.

As the match goes on, Tigress becomes more and more confident, pushing
Rhino to his limits and reveling in the cheers of the crowd. She knows that
she has become the star of the show, and she savors the feeling of being in
complete control. With each new twist and turn, she feels a sense of
exhilaration and power that she has never experienced before.

For Tigress, this moment of dominance is a revelation. She feels like she
has finally found her true calling, and she revels in the adoration of the
crowd. As she continues to twist and mangle Rhino's body, she feels more
alive and powerful than ever before, and she knows that she will never be
the same again.


6

As Tigress continues to dominate Rhino, she can feel the power and control
surging through her body. She relishes in the sound of his pain-filled
grunts and moans, and the way his muscles twitch and contort under her
expert grasp. The crowd watches on in awe and fascination, some unable to
look away from the spectacle of a powerful woman dominating a man.

Rhino, once proud and unyielding, is now reduced to a pleading mess. His
breaths come in short gasps and his muscles quiver with each movement
Tigress makes. She leans in close to his ear, her breath hot against his
skin, and whispers teasingly, "What happened to that hard body of yours,
Rhino? It seems to be crumbling under my touch."

She squeezes him tighter, enjoying the way his face twists in pain. "You
used to be so proud, so unyielding. But now look at you, begging me for
mercy." Tigress laughs cruelly, savoring the taste of her own power.

Rhino's eyes are wide with fear and desperation as he pleads with her to
stop. But Tigress only tightens her grip, relishing in the way his body
reacts to her touch. She moves him effortlessly, bending his limbs in ways
they were never meant to go.

The crowd is transfixed by the scene unfolding before them. Tigress, the
epitome of power and control, dominating Rhino with ease. Her movements are
fluid and effortless, each one calculated to inflict the maximum amount of
pain and humiliation.

As the minutes tick by, Tigress becomes more and more aroused by her own
dominance. She revels in the power she holds over Rhino, in the way his
body is completely at her mercy. The crowd can see it too, the way her eyes
gleam with a dark hunger, the way her muscles ripple with every movement.

In the end, Tigress emerges victorious, her power and control absolute.
Rhino is left broken and humiliated, a shell of his former self. And
Tigress, her body and mind electrified by the thrill of her own dominance,
is left with a hunger that only more power and control can sate.


7

As Tigress slowly and sensually broke Rhino's spine, she felt a rush of
excitement and pleasure course through her. She relished in the feeling of
his body giving way under her skilled movements, enjoying the power she
held over him. Tigress moved with a seductive grace, her lithe body coiling
around Rhino's as she applied pressure in just the right places to ensure
he felt every moment of his demise.

The sound of Rhino's agonized screams only served to fuel Tigress'
excitement further. She reveled in the sight of his muscular frame
crumpling under her grasp, enjoying the feeling of control that she had
over him. As she continued to apply pressure, she felt her body shudder
with pleasure, the sensation building to an intense climax.

With a final, crushing blow, Rhino's spine gave way completely. Tigress let
out a moan of pleasure as she savored the moment, basking in the power that
she held over him. As she looked down at Rhino's broken body, a feeling of
satisfaction washed over her, knowing that she had bested him in the most
intimate of ways.

Psychologically, Tigress was driven by a desire for control and domination.
Breaking Rhino's spine was a way for her to assert her power and prove her
superiority over him. The pleasure she derived from the act spoke to her
deep-seated need to dominate, to be in charge, and to feel powerful above
all else. It was a rush that she would seek out time and time again,
knowing that nothing else could match the thrill of asserting her dominance
over another.


8

Tigress throws a seductive gaze towards the stands, knowing that she has
the audience in the palm of her hand. She licks her lips and runs her
fingers down her toned body, making the onlookers gasp with excitement.
With a deep breath, she calls out to Master Bison, the only one who could
match her power and prowess. "Master Bison," she purrs, "I have a special
gift for you."

The crowd roars with anticipation as Tigress steps down from Rhino's
motionless body and stands tall in the center of the arena. "I know what
you all want," she says with a smirk. "You want to see me crush Rhino's
body under my foot, don't you?"

The crowd explodes with cheers and applause, urging Tigress to make their
twisted desires a reality. Tigress, knowing she holds all the power, walks
over to Rhino's body and steps up onto his chest, causing a sickening
crunch. She looks up at the crowd and raises her arms in triumph, relishing
in their adoration.

Tigress basked in the adoration of the crowd, her chest swelling with pride
as they cheered for her. She stood over Rhino's prone body, a triumphant
grin on her lips as she looked out at the audience. "You want me to crush
him?" she asked, her voice husky with excitement.

The crowd roared their approval, chanting her name. Tigress raised her foot
high in the air, savoring the power she held over Rhino's helpless form.
She brought her foot down hard, crushing his body beneath her heel. The
sound of bones breaking filled the arena, but the crowd only cheered louder.

Tigress felt a rush of pleasure at their reaction. She raised her foot
again and brought it down with even more force, relishing the feel of
Rhino's body crumbling beneath her. She could hear the crowd gasping and
cheering with each blow, and it only made her want to give them more.

With each stomp, Tigress felt a sense of power and control that she had
never experienced before. She reveled in the feeling, lost in the moment as
she pummeled Rhino's body into submission. The crowd's cheers only grew
louder, and Tigress knew that she had given them exactly what they wanted -
and more.


9

Tigress stalks towards Master Bison with slow, deliberate steps, her hips
swaying seductively. Her piercing gaze locks onto his, and she can see the
flicker of desire in his eyes. The crowd roars with anticipation, eager to
witness the battle between these two formidable fighters.

As she draws closer, Tigress stops in front of Bison, and her hand trails
up his chest. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear. "You want this,
don't you?" she purrs, relishing the power she holds over him.

The crowd cheers, eager for the fight to begin, but Tigress takes her time
to taunt Master Bison. She circles him slowly, running her fingers over his
chest and shoulders, and occasionally brushing her lips against his ear.

"You're not so tough," she purrs, her voice low and husky. "I've taken down
bigger and stronger opponents than you."

Master Bison's eyes flash with anger, but Tigress only smirks in response.
She knows that her taunts have gotten under his skin, and she relishes the
power that she has over him.

Finally, she steps back, and the two fighters assume their fighting
stances. The crowd falls silent, waiting for the first move to be made.

Tigress and Master Bison circle each other warily, their eyes locked in a
deadly stare. The tension in the air is palpable, and the crowd can feel
the energy building.

Then, with lightning-fast speed, Tigress strikes. Her fist connects with
Master Bison's jaw, sending him reeling backwards. He tries to recover, but
Tigress is too fast, too strong.

The fight continues, with Tigress dominating Master Bison at every turn.
The crowd roars with excitement, and Tigress basks in their adoration.

As Tigress grapples with Bison, he realizes with horror that she is far
stronger than him. She relishes his fear and toys with him lengthily,
punishing his body in various ways. The crowd is driven wild with her
erotic display. Her movements are precise and calculated, every twist and
turn of her body emphasizing the power dynamic between them. Tigress towers
over Bison, her muscles rippling as she taunts him with a cruel smile.

She throws him to the ground with ease, and Bison can feel the wind knocked
out of him. He gasps for breath as Tigress places her foot on his chest,
pressing down hard. He struggles to get free, but her grip is unyielding.
She leans in close, her breath hot against his ear as she whispers cruelly
in his ear.

"You're nothing," she growls. "You're weak. And I'm going to enjoy breaking
you."

Bison grits his teeth, determined not to give her the satisfaction of
seeing him break. He manages to throw her off him, and they both rise to
their feet, circling each other warily. Tigress lunges forward, and Bison
dodges, his movements swift and sure. They exchange blows, each one more
savage than the last.

Finally, Tigress gains the upper hand, and Bison falls to the ground, his
body battered and bruised. Tigress stands over him, triumphant. The crowd
cheers, but she pays them no heed. She's too focused on the man beneath
her, the man she's broken.

She leans down and places a hand on his cheek, stroking it gently. "You
were a good opponent," she murmurs. "But you were never going to win."

Bison looks up at her, his eyes burning with anger and desire. Tigress
smiles wickedly as she twists Bison's arm behind his back, causing him to
scream in agony. She leans in close to his ear, whispering taunts and
insults that only fuel her own pleasure as she relishes in his pain. She
moves him into a headlock, his neck straining against her powerful thighs.
The audience is silent, captivated by the intensity of the moment.

Tigress releases the hold and stands up, slowly circling Bison as she runs
her hands sensually over her own body. She knows the power she holds over
the crowd, and she revels in it. She returns to Bison, placing her foot on
his chest and pushing down hard, causing him to cry out in pain once again.

"Pathetic," she sneers. "Is this really all you have to offer?" Tigress
grabs his hair and pulls him up to his knees, pressing her body up against
his as she whispers in his ear. "You're nothing compared to me. I could
snap you like a twig."

The audience is enraptured by her erotic display of dominance, cheering and
screaming as she continues to toy with Bison's body. Tigress knows she has
complete control over him, and she's not done playing yet.


10

Master Bison tried to fight back, but Tigress was too strong for him. She
pulled him towards her, enjoying the feeling of his body being crushed
against hers. The crowd around them watched in awe as Tigress continued to
humiliate Master Bison, her powerful movements sending him crashing to the
ground.

As the fight continued, Tigress felt an incredible rush of adrenaline. Her
senses were heightened, and she could feel every movement of Master Bison's
body as she twisted and turned him. The crowd watched in awe as she
continued to dominate him, her body language exuding confidence and power.

Despite his struggles, Master Bison was no match for Tigress. She continued
to mangle him with her body, her movements graceful and precise. The sound
of bones cracking filled the air as Tigress tightened her grip, enjoying
the sensation of power that came with it.

As Tigress tightens her grip on Bison's body, the crowd's eyes are glued to
her toned muscles glistening under the spotlight. Her body is a work of
art, perfectly sculpted and powerful. She leans back, arching her back as
she holds Bison high above her head, showcasing her strength and dominance.
The crowd cheers, some in awe of her physical prowess, while others watch
in horror as Bison's screams echo through the arena. Tigress relishes in
the attention, basking in the power she holds over her opponent and the
audience alike. She slowly lowers Bison down to the mat, her muscles
bulging and rippling with each movement. As he writhes in pain, Tigress
circles around him, flexing her biceps and triceps, teasing the crowd with
a sensual dance that only she can perform. She is a force to be reckoned
with, and no one can deny the raw sexual energy she exudes with every move.
The crowd is spellbound, mesmerized by the hypnotic performance unfolding
before them. And as Tigress finally releases Bison from her grip, her
dominance is solidified, her position as the queen of the ring firmly
established.

Tigress was feeling a surge of power as she stood over Bison, looking down
at him with a smirk. She slowly lifted her foot and placed it on his chest,
feeling the way his body trembled beneath her weight. "You like this, don't
you, Bison?" she taunted, her voice dripping with malice. "You like being
beneath me, helpless and weak."

Bison could barely breathe, his chest compressed under Tigress's foot. He
tried to speak, but all that came out was a strangled gasp. Tigress laughed
cruelly, enjoying the sight of him struggling. She slowly lifted her foot
and then slammed it down onto his chest again, causing him to cry out in
pain. "That's right, scream for me," she said, relishing the feeling of
power coursing through her veins.

Tigress continued to trample Bison's body, alternating between her feet,
each step a crushing blow. She could feel his ribs cracking beneath her,
and it only fueled her desire for more. "You're nothing to me," she hissed,
looking down at him with disdain. "Just a weak little creature begging for
mercy."

Bison's mind was racing, trying to come up with a way to escape. But
Tigress was too strong, too powerful. He could feel the life being crushed
out of him, and he knew he was running out of time. "Please," he gasped,
his voice barely audible. "Please, I beg you, have mercy."

Tigress laughed, the sound echoing through the arena. "Mercy?" she
repeated, as if the concept was foreign to her. "Why would I show you
mercy, Bison? You're nothing to me." She lifted her foot once more and
slammed it down, harder than ever before. Bison's body went limp, and
Tigress stepped back, admiring her handiwork. "Pathetic," she muttered,
turning and strutting out of the arena, leaving Bison's broken body behind.