Lisa By Bomber Lisa's Physical Statistics Height: 3 feet Weight: 300 lbs Body Fat %: 67 Measurements: 75 F-56-80 Thighs: 50 inches Calves: 34 inches Ankles: 15 inches Wrists: 10 inches Forearms: 20 inches Biceps: 25 inches Lisa was a pretty girl. She had powder blue eyes and straight, ankle length blonde hair. She walked into the school gym. Immediately, they began to snicker. The snickers became guffaws. She waddled onto the wrestling mat and took a $100 bill out of her purse. "Think I'm funny-looking? This hundred goes to the first guy who can take me down!" Said she. The first guy to try was a heavyweight wrestler. He tried to throw her down with his body weight. But, she was too heavy and her center of gravity was too low. Then, he went for her legs. They were so thick he couldn't get his arms around them and so heavy he couldn't move them. The next guy to try was a 250 lb defensive end on the varsity football team. He bull rushed her and tried to tackle her. He hit her flush but she didn't even move. Guy after guy tried to take her down and guy after guy failed. After the last guy tried and failed to take her down she went into the weight room, got a bar and put it on the floor. "Since none of you guys are man enough to take down a girl, I'll give my hundred to the first guy who can out-deadlift me!" She put 500 lbs on the bar and deadlifted it easily. Every guy in the gym tried to lift it and every guy in the gym failed. The football coach had seen what went on and he got an idea. His team was 0-5. This girl could be the miracle he needed. "How would you like to be the first girl to ever play on the varsity football team?" He asked Lisa. "Sure." She replied. Lisa had never played football before, but she had watched it on T.V.. "Our first game is Friday at 7:00. Be there an hour early. I'm coach Bob." He said, extending his hand. Lisa took it. Bob was amazed at this girl's dimensions. He was a big man. But her wrists and forearms made his look like sticks when they shook hands. She was immensely fat. But, she was so much broader and thicker than any player he'd ever had before, than anybody he'd ever met before, it was frightening. He got the feeling she could crush him and everybody else on the team if she wanted to. Bob had to have a special uniform made for Lisa because of her unique dimensions. She showed up for the game an hour early and he helped her suit up. With only her undergarments on, she was even more intimidating. She was extremely fat, but solid-looking. She didn't have that look of super-fat women with legs that just looked like blobs. Hers were enormous, to say the least, but shapely. It was obvious she had tremendous muscle mass for a girl 3 feet tall. The muscle, which was obviously built around an extremely thick skeleton, gave the fat something to sit on, so it wasn't just hanging there. Her legs made his look like skinny toothpicks. He had always been a big guy. But, being around her made him feel skinny, weak and emasculated. She was the first female he'd ever met whom he was positive was stronger than he was. And that made him very uncomfortable. Bob had Lisa sit out the almost the whole game so she could learn how to play. There were only 5 seconds left and the team was down 31-28. They were on their own 1 yard line. He decided to put Lisa in for the last play of the game. "The quarterback's going to hand the ball off to you. When he does, just run up the middle and mow anybody down who gets in your way!" Lisa line up behind the line of scrimmage. "42! 99! 38! Hike!" The quarterback took the snap and handed it off to Lisa. She ran right through the defensive line! She ran right into the nose tackle and just knocked him down! She was in the clear. She was extremely slow and the defenders easily caught her. But, they couldn't tackle her! A 250 lb linebacker got low and ran right into her. But, he couldn't bring her down. He was pushing against her with all his strength but she was stronger. She just kept moving forward and pushing him back. Bob had never seen anything like it. More defenders piled on top of her. But she just kept moving forward, carrying them along. It was a moving dog pile. She was a juggernaut. She ran into the end zone with the entire opposing team piled on top of her for the touchdown!