The Emergency Room
By Intenseman



Disclaimer:  The following story contains adult material not suitable for 
children under 18.

My life has been a whirlwind since that night.  I am an emergency room 
doctor in a large city.  I thought I had seen everything imaginable.  But 
nothing could prepare me for this.

I was in the doctors lounge when I got paged.  Turns out we had one gunshot 
wound victim and three fight victims.  I went to the first station and there 
was this huge guy moaning on the table.  He was conscious and I asked him 
what had happened.  He said that he and his buddies had planned to rob this 
Health Club.  Then he said something that floored me.  He said that this 
"woman" had done this to him.  I look him over.  His face was completely 
shattered.  His cheek and nose looked like he had been hit by a baseball 
bat.  I thought that this must be a very brave woman to take on three men 
like this guy.  I worked on him awhile and went to the next room.

Again, there was another male that had 6 broken ribs and a collapsed lung.  
He too said that a woman had inflicted this damage.  Again I thought that 
she must have been wielding a bat or a club.

I went into the next room and again there was a huge guy moaning in pain.  
He was incredibly beat up.  He was in such pain that he couldn't speak.  
Turns out that he was the shooter and had shot the woman I was about to 
meet.  I bandaged him up the best I could and decided it was time to meet 
this incredibly brave woman.

I entered the room and she was sitting on the exam table.  She was wearing a 
hospital gown that looked 4 sizes to small for her.  I walked over to her 
and introduced myself.

"Hello ma'am.  My name is Dr. Clark," I said.

As I got close to her I started to realize that even sitting down she was a 
very large woman.  She had a very pretty face.  Her eyes were bright and 
blue.  Her hair was reddish blond.  She had full red lips that had a 
pleasant smile on them.  She had been hit in the shoulder by the bullet and 
I asked her to remove the gown.  She did as I instructed her and I about 
fainted.  She was the most muscular woman I had ever laid eyes on.  In fact, 
she was the most muscular person I had ever laid eyes on.  Her shoulders 
were capped with huge slabs of muscles.  She had veins running throughout 
her upper body.  Her arms were much bigger than my legs. They here 
incredibly huge and hard looking.  Her biceps looked almost as big as a 
volleyball. Then I noticed her breasts.  They stuck straight out in front of 
her.  They were incredibly full and large and sat atop a huge muscular 
chest.  If her biceps were the size of volleyballs her breasts were the size 
of basketballs.  Her stomach was ripped with muscles.  I must have been 
staring for several minutes when I heard her say, "Dr. Clark?  Are you 
alright?"

"Yes.  I am sorry. . ." I said.

"Pam.  Please call me Pam," she said.

"I am sorry Pam.  I guess I was expecting a small woman with a baseball bat 
based on the damage you did to the three guys next store.  Now I realize why 
those guys look like they do," I said.

She laughed a hardy laugh.  "I don't need a baseball bat.  I am much 
stronger than I look," she said.

"Well Pam.  You look very strong indeed," I said.

"I know I do.   But believe me doctor. . .I am much stronger than I look and 
you don't ever want to get me angry," she said with a smile.

"I guess those guys found that out the hard way," I said with a smile.

"Yes.  But I really took it easy on them.  I only hit two of them once and I 
pulled my punches.  The last guy I hit twice,"  she said.

Not realizing it I had started breathing harder.  Seeing this incredibly 
sexy amazon in front of me was getting me quite aroused.  I think she must 
have noticed because I caught her looking at my scrubs and smiling when she 
noticed my hard-on.  I blushed when I looked at her and left the room to 
cool off for a second.  I came back into the room and a nurse was asking Pam 
the usual questions.

"How tall are you Miss Carter?"  the nurse asked.

"I am 6'5" tall," Pam responded.

"How much do you weigh?"  the nurse asked.

"Um. . .I usually do not disclose that information when there are really 
cute eligible men around.  But if you must know I weigh 420lbs.  But believe 
me it is all muscle," she said winking at me.

Again I blushed.

"You are really cute when you blush, Dr. Clark.  I take it you have never 
been in the presence of a woman that looks like me?"  she asked.

"Well Pam.  I have to admit I have NEVER seen a woman built quite like you," 
I said with a smile.

"So how do you feel about really muscular strong amazons?" she asked 
playfully.

"I have to admit I find you quite attractive," I said.

"I'll remember that Dave. . .it is alright if I call you Dave?"  she asked.

"How did you know my name?"  I asked.

"It is on you name badge silly," she said.

I began to work on her arm and shoulder.  To my amazement she had been shot 
point blank in the shoulder by a .45 handgun and the bullet was lodged about 
a 1/4 inch below the skin.  I thought to myself that no one could be that 
muscular that their muscles could stop a bullet a point blank range.  She 
noticed my puzzlement.

"I am amazingly hard and muscular don't you think, Dave?" she asked.

"Pam. . .I must admit I have never seen a person make out as well after 
being shot point blank like you did.  If it had been me, the bullet probably 
would have ripped my arm off," I said in amazement.

"Well I guess all that time spent in the gym lifting weights finally paid 
off," she said.

I removed that bullet and began stitching her up.  I kept thinking what she 
had done to the three attackers . . .and she did it with ease.  I also 
couldn't get her body out of my mind.  I found myself taking my time.  While 
I worked on her when chit chatted and I found myself amazed with her 
intellect and sense of humor.  Then she floored me.

"Dr. Dave. . .would you like to have dinner with me sometime?"  You are 
single arent't you?" she asked.

She wasn't shy.  Her eyes stared into to mine waiting for me to answer.  
Half of me wanted to go out with her right then and half of me kept thinking 
about what she had done to those three huge guys.

"Yes Pam.  I would love to have dinner with you some time," I finally said.

"Great!  How about Friday night.  I will write my address down.  Come over 
at seven," she said.

I left the room dazed and excited.  I decided that I better do some checking 
up on Pam before our date just to make sure that she wasn't some wacko 
muscle babe or something like that.  Turns out that there was plenty of 
material on her.  She owned the gym where she was shot.  She had been a 
competitive bodybuilder but had gotten fed up with that because she was 
judged to be way too big and muscular.  Next she started competing in 
powerlifting.  At her first meet she shattered the woman's and men's world 
record in the bench, squat, deadlift and overall.  She gave that up because 
it wasn't much of a challenge.  Now she mainly training people and was 
taking up the martial arts.  I thought that she must be somewhat safe.  I 
couldn't wait to see her again.

Friday came and I drove to her house.  It was a nice house.  I had purchased 
a dozen roses and a nice bottle of wine.  I went up to the door and rang the 
bell.  I wasn't prepare for what came next.  The door opened and there stood 
Pam. . .all of her.  Wow!  She was wearing a tight top with no bra.  Her 
breasts stuck out straight on front of her.  I noticed when she saw the 
roses that her nipples hardened in front of me.  They must have been 2" 
long.  Her top stopped just short of her skirt and I could see those 
rippling abs.  I handed her the roses and the wine and her muscular arms 
exploded when she moved them.
She kissed me gently on the cheek and ushered me in.  She walked in front of 
me and I nearly died.  I realized that I had never seen her legs.  Her 
calves were unbelievable big, hard and muscular with veins running all 
through them.  She had on a mini-skirt and her thighs looked like my thighs 
times 4.

"What cha staring at doc?" she asked sexily.

"I just am amazed at your body.  You have more curves than the Indianopolis 
500," I said.

She laughed loudly, "I am so glad to meet a man that gets turned on by a 
strong woman.  I know you get turned on too. . .I saw that hard-on in the 
emergency room.  That's why I asked you out.  I also see that hard-on now.  
Do you want to have dinner and just skip straight to the desert?" she asked.

She walked over to me and put her hands under my armpits and lifted me 
slowly off the floor.  I looked down and saw that my feet were about 9" off 
the ground.  She kissed me passionately all while she held me off the ground 
like I weighed nothing.  Then she cradled me into her arms and carried me to 
her bedroom.  She gently placed me on her bed.
Slowly she began to undress.  I had never been so aroused.  She was doing a 
striptease just for me.  Her muscles were exploding all over her body.  Even 
her breasts responded to her flexing.  She lowered her head and began 
sucking on my penis.  I reached down and began stroking her incredibly wet 
pussy.  She moaned loudly.  I could feel her clit grow and harden.  She 
moved up and straddled my body and slowly began to move her pussy up and 
down on my swollen penis.  Faster and faster she road me.  I finally 
exploded insided her and the next thing I knew she was bucking wildly.  She 
too was climaxing.  I had never seen a woman have so many orgasms.  One 
after another.

"You are a great lover," she whispered huskily into my ear.

"I am?  You did all the work.  You are amazing.  I have a confession to make 
though," I said.

"I did some checking up on you and one of the things I found out was that 
you competed in a powerlifting contest and broke the men's world record.  Is 
that true?"  I asked.

"Yes darling.  But I too have a confession.  I wasn't really trying that 
hard.  In other words I could lift much more that that," she said with a 
wink.