SHARON - Now Fully Illustrated At amysconquest.com
By DTM
This beautiful young girl loves to destroy men with her rock hard, super strong body


Hey all.  Just a quick word letting you know that if youre interested in this 
particular DTM Classic Amazon Story, FULLY ILLUSTRATED (8 drawings 
for this one), then head on down to www.amysconquest.com, where for a 
Very small and reasonable price, you can own this oldie-but-goodie FBB tale, 
with unreal artwork from an artist that you will hopefully see more of at Amys 
Conquest in the future. 

Also, to any of your Amazon Artists out there, if youre interested in becoming a 
Lifetime Member of Amys Conquest (thats Forever) and you have the drawing 
skills to back it up, email me at dtm352@hotmail.com, and well see if we can 
set something up.  Have your artwork ready, and if it passes the grade, you 
get to pick your own DTM story to illustrate and youre on your way to becoming 
a member of AC, For Life.  

So what are you waiting for, get on down to AmysConquest.com, NOW!  :)

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My names Sharon, I am 21 years old, have long flowing dark brown hair, 
piercing blue eyes, and full pouting lips.  Basically, I have a face most 
models would die for.  Im also 5' 10" tall and weigh 190 lbs of perfectly 
tanned amazonian power and strength.  My 17 1/2" biceps are hard and strong. 
  More than enough to crush bones to dust with just my grip strength alone.  
I use 90 lb dumbbells in the gym, and watch as my muscles grow and erupt 
with super hard female power.  All the guys there just stare at me while I 
lift and flex, staring at the look of complete control I show and at the 
ease that I use to move this much weight.  To them its something to aspire 
to.......to me, this is just my warm up set.  I bench 1,000 lbs for reps, 
and curl 750 lbs to warm up.  My arms are huge, theyre solid, theyre strong. 
  Much stronger than any mans could ever hope to be.  And through the years 
Ive proven that, time and time again.  Whether its with arm-wrestling, or 
with a nice tight bear hug, or just by lifting and throwing them high above 
my head as if they weighed as much as pillows to me, the men in my life know 
whos the stronger sex here.

My shoulders are broad, theyre firm, theyre hard.  I can squat 1,200 lbs 
with ease, and have broken mens backs across my shoulders as easy as if I 
was snapping a twig.  Not talking little guys here either, Im talking BIG 
men.....the bigger, the better.  Its not fun destroying a little man with my 
body.  I used to crush young able bodied 20 year olds when I was only 14.  
Wrestlers, football players, bodybuilders are all my favorites......big, 
strong, tough, aggressive men.  Well, thats what they are before I get done 
with them anyway.  Its those guys that think theyre so strong, and can push 
anyone around like they were nothing, that I love to tear apart and make 
them beg me for mercy.  Let me tell you, one night with me surely does 
wonders with changing their minds there.  Most of them are lucky if they can 
walk out under their own power when I get done with them.  The holds I put 
them in, the positions I twist and turn and mangle their poor weak 
defenseless male bodies into, they just dont stand a chance against 
me....against my body .....against my power.  My upper body is stronger than 
most any 5 men combined, and after I start to remove my clothes or began to 
flex my muscles for them, they know that all too well.

My back is deep and wide, and my lat spread alone has made men wet their 
pants just from the sight of it.  The fear, the desperation, the sheer 
hopelessness in their faces brings me to complete and utter ecstacy.  I love 
lat spreading myself right through my shirts or blouses and using just 
female muscle power only to intimidate men into whimpering little boys.

My chest, a chest so full and voluptous, a chest most men would die to get 
their hands on, is also strong and hard and firm with dense muscular pecs.  
Men are shocked and amazed when I do a pec dance for them, thats when I use 
just muscle control alone to move and flex my chest causing all its fullness 
to bounce and flow as easily as if id flexed my mighty arms.  My muscular 
53DD breasts, while being the softest part of my body, are still very strong 
and very powerful.  Benching 1,000 lbs for reps, as well as my many other 
amazing chest exercises, have helped me build my pecs up full and firm.  I 
just love to meet men for the first time, make them feel safe and protected, 
having them rest their warm heads onto my super firm cleavage, and them 
flex, and squeeze, and crush them completely using just my muscular chest 
alone.  Sure I use my other powerful limbs to keep his body trapped close to 
mine, but his face is being held fast just with the strength of my super 
strong chest.  Youve never had a guy, til youve had his face screaming with 
all his might into your chest as you control him in every way 
imaginable.....Oh God, its amazing.

I love this body of mine.  I love all the things I can do, and make others 
do, with it.  Either by my irresistable feminine charms, or ultimately with 
my amazonian power, theyre all just toys for me to play with and control.  
Fight as they try, theyre never a match for me.  Ive taken down 3 or 4 men 
at a time, and had them all serving me like slaves in less than an hour.  It 
doesnt take long......unless I want it to that is.  Sometimes Ill drag it 
out, grind him to dust slowly, teasing him, tauting him, breaking his bones 
one at a time.....always dressed in my sexiest outfits, I want him to know 
and remember for the rest of his life, that a 21 year old girl is doing this 
to him.

My stomach is washboard tight, and stronger than oak.  You could break a bat 
to splinters across my rippling abs, and Id barely even feel it.  I just 
love giving men free reign to hit and pummel my rock hard stomach, watching 
their faces as they realize all their effort is totally useless against me.  
Listening to their yelps and screams as they break their fingers and hands 
and wrists across my hard and rippling abdominal muscles.  Most men are so 
delicate and weak, I dont have to do anything at all to hurt them and make 
them cry.  Ohhhhh, and cry they do.  Nothing makes me hotter than making men 
cry and beg and plead to me not to hurt them anymore.  But it feels too good 
to stop, and so I never do, not until Ive had my fill, and by that time, hes 
a broken and twisted wreck of a man.

My hips are full and womanly, not soft by any means but nice and voluptously 
wide.  They sexily sway back and forth as I walk, moving my large glutes 
from side to side with ease.  Each of my glutes are as round and hard and 
large as bowling balls.  I love wearing tight jeans or a tight skirt of any 
kind, so it shows off the complete roundness and firmness of my butt.  I can 
bring a man to orgasm just with a simple and slow and sensual back and forth 
rocking of my wonderfully shaped and magnificently hardened gluteals.  Of 
course, in most cases, by the time Im dancing for a man in this way, hes 
usually a broken and bloodied pulp.  But thats the way I like it......my 
pleasure, his pain.  To dance and flex and pose in front and on top of his 
defeated and destroyed male form, shows him beyond any doubt who the 
stronger one here is.  I cant tell you how much I love to bring a man home, 
and with the way I look and dress thats like shooting fish in a barrel, and 
over the course of the night show him whos his boss, his master, his goddess 
of power and strength.  At first theyll resist, they all do, but it only 
takes a few demonstrations, using my massive muscles on their totally 
outclassed bodies, to prove to them that what I say goes......and if they 
displease me, in ANY way, theyre in for a world of pain and suffering.

My legs are long and sleak and massively muscled, and theyre legendary in 
their strength and power.  I can leg press over a ton, I can deadlift 1,400 
lbs. and I can pop a football between my inner thighs with ease.  My 29" 
thighs and 18" calves are as sexy as they are strong, believe me.  Curves 
and shape that only the best trained women can attain.  Men cant get over 
how I can burst through a tight fitting pair of jeans or catsuit just by 
flexing my hugely muscled legs to their fullest.  Seeing that, they now 
realize that getting in between my legs might not be what they want after 
all......but by that time they dont really have much choice.  Wrapping these 
big legs of mine around men, even the hugest of bodybuilders or football 
players, just reduces them all to whimpering little boys.  It doesnt take 
much power for my thighs to just crush and break them completely, or to just 
hold them totally immobile while I use any other part of my super powerful 
body to demolish them to a beaten and mangled mess.  Like when I hold his 
lower half tight with my legs wrapped around his waist, at the same time 
with my much stronger arms holding his own high and firm above his head, I 
can just pull him apart with ease, while teasing and laughing at his 
hopeless attempts to escape.

No matter how big they are, no matter how strong they are, I can always 
reduce them to tears.  Most times with a series of flexes from this amazon 
physique of mine, and just a few taunting words of how much pain theyll soon 
be in, can do the job all by itself.  With just my lat spreads, my biceps 
shots, abdominal poses, or with a sexily placed thigh flexing and they know 
that theyre mine, body mind and soul.  My favorite pose is the "most 
muscular".  That is truly a pose of pure and utter muscular power and 
strength.  I usually wear tight clothing, or change into such attire after 
Ive brought a man home, and hit my favorite muscle shot just to see his face 
as my sexy little outfit is blown to shreds just by the power of my massive 
female muscles.  Watching as the large mans face goes from complete lust and 
sexual desire to total shock and fear in just the blink of an eye.  Yes, 
they know whats in store for them from that moment on.  Pleasure for me, but 
nothing but screams of pain for them.  Sometimes I make an attempt to dress 
down, not nearly as tight or revealing as I could, though still looking 
better than any mans dream come true.  Hiding my muscles, my strength, my 
power until I get them home or alone somewhere, and then I flex and pose my 
strong and sexy muscles, while I crush and rip their bodies apart until they 
can never look at another woman again and not think that they could do that 
to them as well.  Other times Ill dress tight and short and sexy as only a 
body like mine can, go to a club or bar or hangout of any kind and TAKE a 
man....or men if the situation arises....hard and fast.  Sometimes right 
there in the club, or if theyre lucky, Ill let them get out to the parking 
lot, maybe even in their love-vans if theyre a player.  Players always have 
a van filled with everything theyll need for their nights conquest, 
sometimes 3 or 4 conquests in a night.  Turning that van inside out with his 
broken and battered body, as well as toppling it on its side when Im done, 
truly brings a smile to my face as well as a massive pump to my muscles.  
These men think theyre in for a night of unbridled sex and lust, and its not 
until I reveal myself fully to them that they realize how wrong they are.  
They cant stop me from doing anything I want with their bodies.  Their 
strength is nothing compared to mine, and I never let them forget that its a 
young woman thats tearing them apart.  Whether it be by sensually whispering 
in their ears as I hold them above my head or across my back, or by rubbing 
them with my firm muscular breasts while crushing them in an all consuming 
bear hug, they can never get it out of their minds that a woman is breaking 
them to pieces, and making them cry and plead like little babies.

Whooops, its almost 9 o'clock, my "date" for the evening will be here any 
minute now.  His names Dave and hes the star linebacker of our colleges 
football team.  Some "friends" of mine on the team convinced him to see me 
as a blind date, telling him it would be a night of fucking and a sexual 
experience that hed never forget, and thats true, only itll be MY sexual 
desires that get quenched tonight.  Him......well, since he hit one of my 
girl friends after losing a big game last week, I dont think youll be seeing 
much of him anymore.  At least not walking on his own anyway.

So long stranger, youll have to look me up again sometime......if youre man 
enough that is.  heh heh