Amy's Conquest 3 redux




It was the night before the last Final Exam of her Senior Year in High School,
and Amy Hardstone was in her bedroom, filled with an assortment of pink and
frilly little girl's stylings all about, sitting at her computer with much
interest as she finished up the final few minutes of her last chance academic
studying before bedtime ... ... .or that would have been the case, if she had
even begun, as almost all of Amy's time on her much cherished PC this night
was spent looking all about her favorite OurSpace pages; checking out with a
girlish glee all of the new pictures and videos uploaded by her fellow Amazons
worldwide, all of which brought to newer and greater heights after her and her
best friend Jessica's unreal female muscle masterpieces roughly one month ago.

Sitting at her desk, leaning her strikingly beautiful face forward, her
heaving muscularly packed breasts nearly spilling out of her little pink teddy
top, Amy couldn't stop herself from clicking on each and every picture and
video clip located within; and by this time, with the inspiration she and her
sister Amazon had been, there were plenty to be seen. From a gorgeous young
Asian college student using her extremely fit body and martial arts prowess to
make her professor beg for mercy, to a youthfully cute 16-year-old Nubian girl
showing her older, bigger brother who the boss really was, to a gorgeous
21-year-old red-headed musclebound Goddess punishingly raping her man, showing
him the error of his roving eyes ways. All of these, and countless more stills
and clips, were available to those who were lucky enough to have access to
this very selectable OurSpace grouping; with consisted near entirely of High
School to College aged Amazons.

From solidly muscled female wrestlers, gymnasts, powerlifters and
bodybuilders, to sleek hardbodied volleyball and softball players, track and
field superstars, and martial arts experts; each and every woman viewed within
was capable of physically beating down several older, larger men, while
displaying a beauty and sex appeal that would allow them a winning spot in any
beauty pageant around. The other remaining membership spots were filled by
very lucky men that simply couldn't get enough of such powerful young girls,
those that were so insanely attracted to such women that they would seek them
out anywhere and everywhere they possibly could (an addiction that quite often
got them into some very painful situations). Some of the most select male
viewers were actually one-time participants (unwilling at first for a lot of
them) for these girlishly excitable, though incredibly powerful, young super
athletes. All uncontrollably drawn to a site that keep getting more and more
attention (during this past month especially), an online location that kept
attracting bigger and better photos and videos for all to see; each girl
showing off to their Amazonian Sisterhood just what they themselves could do.
A true feast for the eyes (and for other, more sensual areas, as well) to
anyone who was deemed fortunate enough to see them - as such, it was no wonder
why Amy's actual study time this night was at a bare minimum, and her
ultra-tight, soft and frilly, teddy bear panties were as warm and moist as
ever.

"Mmmmmmm" she moaned out in a little girls tone, being only 18 years old
herself, she still maintained a soft, high pitched, sexily feminine voice, a
stark constant to what many others may think when they first view her
massively muscular body. Unexpected, though not surprising, as in today's day
and age the female form could easily be both physically fit, hard and strong,
as it could be sensual, curvaceous and full of lusciously feminine shape. Such
a young woman was Amy without a doubt, standing 6 feet in height (a few inches
more in her assortment of high heeled foot-wear), weighing in at nearly 200
pounds; all of it hard as stone, strong as steel, Sexy-As-All-Hell female
muscle. A sight that she not only Loved on her own voluptuously hard and
youthfully beautiful form, but also lustily adored on other women as well
(something her several sexual sessions with fellow musclegirl Jessica surely
proved).

As such, she spent many a night up in her room before bed, one hand on her
computer mouse, bouncing from incredibly arousing muscle shots to Amazon
videos, her other hand softly dancing about her own muscle packed form;
tweaking her nipples, caressing her pecs, dancing in and around her dripping
wet pussy, before trailing its way back up her rippling abs and through her
super firm cleavage to her mouth, where he full red lips would erotically lick
them clean. Such behavior from this unreal supergirl was par for the course,
though what made this night so exciting for her, was that she had other, very
special, plans to fill her nighttime hours with something she had been
introduced to several weeks ago by a special online friend. A new job that
allowed her the chance to earn more money (to say the least) during her fun
filled summer months, a job that she truly excelled at and was a natural at
doing, a job that unlike most kids her age she couldn't wait to go out to. An
after-hours position, for someone with her very special talents, her truly
unreal body, and her mind-blowing erotic, arousing and physical power.

So with a final coo from her lips, a last gyration of her amazingly strong
hips onto the edge of her computer desk (which was, without even trying,
lifting its side up off the floor by several inches), and a last sensuous
twisting of her super firm nipples, Amy rose up from her favorite bedtime
area, gathered together some of her nights necessities within a large gym-bag,
and excitedly bounced out of her room and downstairs to her front door; one
step closer to her evening hours job, which like Amy herself, was anything but
ordinary. Which brings us to......

"Paradise Island", one of the hottest new clubs to hit Southern California in
a very long time, one that catered to the new and very growing craze (aka
sexual addiction) of strong, powerful, sexy women, and the assortment of
things they could do with their bodies - to a variety of inanimate objects as
well as any man who dared to challenge them. Started up a few months ago, it
near instantly became one of the hottest night spots around, one which
gathered more than its share of customers, from high profile clientele down to
the average club-hopping crowds. All of them more than welcome to have their
first taste of how it feels to be in the presence of a true Amazon woman; and
for those willing to pay a bit extra to do so, some firsthand experience with
their hard, strong and oh so sexy muscles as well.

As soon as one would walk into this ultra-happening night spot, they could
tell near instantly that this wasn't your usual popular club or local bar. The
first tip off would be the security at the door, the bouncers themselves were
all women, all tall and muscularly built, all dressed in tight black
mini-dress uniforms, all more than capable of keeping any unwanted people out
of their establishment (something that was proven on an assortment of cocky,
macho guys at least once a night). Once inside, while at first glance this may
look like any super-hot partying locale, within seconds of walking around its
large and spacious area, the differences between Paradise Island and any other
such club became all too evident.

For instance, the bartenders, like the bouncers, were all women; each of them
as incredibly facially beautiful as they were amazingly physically fit. Each
of them capable of handling any customer who was on the verge of getting out
of line or cutting them off from drinks if need be, each of them perfectly
equipped to uphold their unbroken "Beat The Bartender At Arm-Wrestling For A
Free Drink" win streak. Next would be the various stations or attractions
around the place, all specially designed to use their assorted Amazonian co-
workers, and such well-built female patrons themselves, to their muscular
fullest. From bulletproof abdominaled ladies taking bets against anyone to try
and dent her steel hard stomachs with a single punch, to several stations of
Mercy Matches against a wide array of muscle packed young women (some looking
no older than 17, which was the minimum age for this establishment), to areas
where men would test their physical toughness against muscularly thighed women
to see if they could resist Crying Uncle within the 30 second time limit ...
... .no man has ever lasted so long.

Yes, such Amazon inspired attractions filled this ultra-hip new nightspot,
much to the delight of all within, while still leaving plenty of room to walk
around and view them all (or participate if you had the money, and the
courage) with an assortment of booths, tables and barstools expertly placed
all about to make sure everyone had a place to sit and be comfortable.
Everyone that could possibly sit still for more than a few minutes in this
musclegirl fantasy world come true anyway, as their specially designed
stations always gathered more than their share of a crowd, none of them doing
more so than the main area of Paradise Island - a large stage that a normal
club would house poles for strippers to come out and dance erotically for
their money giving patrons, was still filled with an array of even more
perfectly sculpted feminine beauties, though in typical Amazon fashion, added
an interesting twist to how they pleased their always eager audience. This
large stage, made up into a miniature wrestling ring, was the main attraction
to this always busy nighttime location, and the main role of one young Amy
Hardstone.

Standing in this tight though still quite roomy arena was a man looking to be
in his mid-20s; a shorter than average, thin and weedy, male figure, standing
in center stage dressed in a typical pair of navy-blue gym shorts, for all
around to see. Hardly what one would consider an impressive physical specimen
(weighing in at about 160 pounds at his 5' 8"" height) he was still very good
looking, and at the insistence of his friends earlier this evening made his
way out to this newish nightclub (himself not knowing what to expect), then
after a few drinks was coaxed further on up to this stage (his group all too
eager to cover the cost to do so), where he stood out as a sexy feminine voice
called out his name and basic dimensions as the Challenger; who would soon
face off against one of Paradise Islands hottest and still undefeated
Champions (in or out of the ring), in a Battle Of The Sexes he would never
forget.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Amazons and their Boy-toys, allow me to introduce one
of our newest and youngest Queens of The Ring. Standing at an even 6 feet
tall, weighing in at 198 perfectly proportioned muscle packed pounds, complete
with 17" biceps and 27" thighs, pecs that could crush an apple into sauce, and
a butt that could snap a cucumber in two with a single flex. I give you
Paradise Islands own muscular schoolgirl, Little Amy!!" an erotically sensual
female voice echoed about, which was followed by a thunderous roar from all
around, as the hottest and most muscular teenage girl around made her way out
from behind the curtains, sexily skipping her way on out to the ring, for her
latest mixed wrestling match ... ... .or was that, massacre?

Bouncing about like the little schoolgirl she was pretending to be (which at
her young age wasn't too far off the mark), Amy wore her all-time favorite
outfit, playing her all-time favorite character, the Amazonian Schoolgirl. All
innocent and pure, full of teenage energy and youthful naivet�, though with an
unrivaled, uncontrollable lusting to use her thickly muscled body in any and
every way she could. Her little black school shoes lead into a mid-calf length
pair of white socks, her lower leg muscles so thick and juicy with football
sized hardness that they threatened to burst the barely covering material
completely apart. Her upper legs were so massively muscular, that finding
anything to conceal their silky smooth, solidly built shape was all but
impossible; one of the reasons she usually always where short shorts and
mini-skirts, and this night was no different. An ultra-short black and red
pleated school-skirt, which was several sizes too small for her statuesque and
Amazonian height, barely concealed her bowling ball sized glutes, doing
nothing at all to cover up her bone snappingly powerful thighs, quads and
hamstrings.

Her midsection was as tight and rippled with muscle as the rest of her, which
too was shown off to perfection for all to see and admire (aka lust after),
with her ultra-tight white blouse tied up sexily just below her mammoth
breasts, exposing her ridgedly firm 6-Pack in all of its muscularly powerful
glory. Her chest was certainly not to be outdone, especially in this outfit,
which hugged her young, smooth body like a second skin. Her biceps nearly
tearing through her tops short sleeved material, while its buttons were being
pushed to their limits in a vain attempt to contain her muscle packed, DD-cup
pecs and a set of awesomely muscle capped shoulders and her broad, wide back.

Last but certainly not least was Amy's stunningly beautiful face, which showed
off a youthful glow and energy of her age, coupled with a seductive, erotic
look from glistening green eyes of someone many years her senior. Framed by a
long, soft, flowing layer of golden blond hair, which in this instance was
sexily posed in two little girlish styled pigtails draping down either side of
her face; which with a single free hand she twisted and twirled about like the
little girl she was, her other hand grabbed possessively on a large,
multicolored lollipop. Her luscious lips and erotically licking tongue dancing
all over its delicious candy shell on her way around, and then finally inside,
the main arena before her. This teenage Amazon girl playing her part
perfectly, the unending roar of the crowd a testament to that, as she laid
down her long stemmed candy after one long, final lick; before skipping her
away around to each end of the ring, giving cute little girl waves to all
around them, before ending up right in front of her newest (and one of her
cutest) wrestling victims.

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