A "Short" Story
By Jeremy Wilson  shaneomacfan2@yahoo.com
I meet a small woman who surprises me


*Author's Note: Hey all, its me again, back at it again, doing my usual
pre-story spiel about how if you don't like a story about a vertically
challenged woman with extreme muscle and strength, don't read it, because
that's exactly what this story is about. Its almost the same story that I did
a couple months ago, but I'm going to try something different here to make it
seem like two completely different stories, and I hope that comes through in
my writing. First of all, I made the first story about a fairly muscular
woman, who just happens to come up to my waist, and happens to be about 5
times as strong as a normal man, this is going to be a woman who is a little
bit taller than that, with hardly any muscle, but well, her strength should be
a whole lot more. This story may follow along the lift and carry portions of
the previous story, but that's fine, because that's one of my favorite story
elements, and I think almost all of my stories from now on should have a
little element of lift and carry. I do enjoy writing, don't get me wrong, as
it seems I'm ungrateful in these things, I appreciate every comment I get,
good and bad, we're all trying to improve here and there as writers and I can
only do that through feedback, which I don't get often enough these days, so
if you read this story, please don't hesitate to send your comments to me, I
would really like to see what you think. I don't do these stories for just
anybody, because no one really has my particular tastes in stories, I do it
mostly for myself, but if anyone has a good time while reading my stories, are
they turn you on in any way, may I say thanks to all those people.*

I was walking down main street when I saw something out of the corner of my
eye, down a back alley I saw a small woman, I estimated her height at about
4'3, and she looked to be pretty thin, tiny basically, but she was fighting
off two big men at the same time, they were trying to snatch her purse, but
she wasn't backing down in the least, pulling back with enough force to negate
their combined force! These guys were not small at all, I estimated their
height to be at least 6'3 a piece, and one was bigger than the other, but the
smaller one must have weighed 225 pounds if he weighed an ounce, the bigger
one was probably 260 pounds, so really, a woman who probably weighed 75 pounds
was struggling against a combined 485 pounds and appeared to be winning! I
decided to go and investigate, I moved closer and I heard the smaller one
shouting, "What the hell is happening here, how can you be doing this, you're
a friggin' midget, pull harder Jerry, she can't hold out for too long!" The
larger one was straining, every bit of hid body pulling against the force of
someone seemingly one third his size, but much stronger than him. I said "Hey,
what are you doing with her?" The two guys suddenly let go of the bag and ran
off in the other direction, I guess figuring that they couldn't take her on 2
on 1, so there was no way they could take two people on at the same time.

The little lady looked up into my eyes and said, "Thanks Mister, but I could
have held my own against those two, they're lucky I didn't use much of my
power or they'd be spending a lot of time in the hospital." Hmmm, I thought to
myself, maybe I should get to know this lady a little bit better, the way she
talks she could be the strongest person on Earth, and well, I've always been
attracted to strong women, especially ones who are well shorter than me, and
less than 1/4 my weight, but could most likely lift me and carry me around
with ease. "I know, I saw how you had them struggling against you, two grown
men almost 500 pounds struggling against one, and excuse me for saying this,
one very small woman, it was an incredible thing to watch, I was just worried
that they might get tired of that game and physically attack you, even with
your great strength, I doubt you're invulnerable." She laughed and said,
"Thanks for your concern sweetie, but I swear to you, I was never in any real
trouble, I was just hoping they would make a move so I could show them my true
power, unfortunately you came along too early and I never got that chance." I
thought about it a bit and said, "Well, I'm here, you could show your true
power to me, I have been a fan of strong women for the last 15 years, and to
meet someone who seems to be superhumanly strong, well, that goes beyond my
wildest fantasies."

"Well, that's all well and good, Mister, umm?" She asked, waiting for me to
respond with my name, which I told her, "Wilson, Jeremy Wilson, miss?" She
shook my hand with surprising strength and said, "My name's Lauren Schwartz,
I'm new around here and I wouldn't mind having a guide show me around, are you
available, Jeremy?" I smile at the question, "Of course, I'm available, how's
Saturday night, 7pm, Lauren?" Lauren nods her head with a smile and a blush,
"Sure, Saturday at 7pm, my address is 1712 Hawthorne Avenue, it's a ranch
style white house, you can pick me up there." I laughed and said, "I live
pretty close to there, strange I haven't seen you around the neighborhood, I
live at 1310 School Street, wow, its a small world, huh?" She laughed and
said, "Why don't we just walk then, you can walk over to my house, you know
where it is, right?" I nodded, "Sure, that would be great, it would be very
romantic as well, I mean, strolling along, getting to know each other better,
I'll see you at 7, Ms. Schwartz." Lauren blushed and nodded and we parted
ways, I was confident after seeing her exert her power against those two would
be muggers that she might be strong enough to lift and carry my 300 pounds in
a couple different ways and the thought excited me to no end.

I walked over at 6:30, it was about a 10 minute walk, and I wanted to get to
know Lauren as quickly as possible. Unfortunately for me, I managed to twist
my ankle before I got there and had to hop the rest of the way, I managed to
get there at 6:50 and crawled up the steps, I stood up on my good leg and rang
the doorbell. Lauren answered the door, and I tried my best to smile and act
casual, but she could tell that I was in a great amount of pain by the grimace
on my face, then looked down at my feet, seeing that I had all the weight on
my left foot and my right foot hung limp. "Jeremy, what happened?" I said,
"Well, I twisted my ankle about a block and a half back, but I'm okay, just
need to sit down for a while and rest it." She put her arm around my waist and
told me to support myself on her shoulder, but it was kind of hard because of
the fact that her shoulder was about a foot and a half below my own shoulder,
but I put it there and basically leaned on her with all my weight and hopped
over to her couch. She didn't complain or strain a bit with my weight on her,
I weigh 320 pounds, and she probably weighed about 75, at the most, but the
fact that I outweighed her 4 to 1 did nothing to stop her from helping me in
whatever way she could, in fact, I was lighter than air because she decided to
clamp her arm around me and lift me so my feet didn't even come in contact
with the floor, the smile on her face showed me that she was using a minimum
of effort for this amazing feat.

"I guess going for a walk is out of the question now, huh, Lauren, well I'm
sure we can think of things to do around here." Lauren smiled and said, "I
guess we can explore what makes you so attracted to me, my strength, I see
that you're hard from the fact that I practically carried you over here with
only one arm." I shyly nodded my head and asked, "Well, I would love to know
exactly how strong you are and how you got that way, you don't have any
obvious muscle based on your slim frame, but the way you handled me just now,
you have got to be one of the strongest people on the planet!" It was her turn
to look shy, "Well, I was born with a little genetic defect, known as a
myostatin blocking gene, what it basically does is cut off the way that your
body limits your strength and muscle growth." I nod my head in understanding,
"Yes, I have read some articles about that on the internet, it seems that some
people have side affects, it seems we know what may be yours." I expected her
to be angry, but instead she laughed a little and said, "Yeah, I guess that's
true, when God decided to gift me with an extremely strong body, he should
take away something, but I'm okay with it, I've lived this way for 20 years,
and I really have no complaints, my strength has made up for my lack of height
in so many ways." I nodded for her to continue, "Anyway, my strength developed
very early, by the time I was 8 months old I was already walking, and pulling
my feet off the ground, I almost was pulling my self up, chin up style, you
know? My parents took me to several doctors, all of which prognosis me as
completely healthy, though I had 40 percent more muscle mass for someone my
age, it wasn't normal, but that didn't mean I couldn't live a normal, happy
life, though very few of the events in my life were normal growing up." She
hesitated to continue, I urged her on though, as this was a very interesting
subject to me.

"Well, I have 2 older brothers, one was 4 years older than me, the other 7
years older, it really disturbed them to see their baby sister do such
advanced things, things that they couldn't even do, like lift one end of the
couch by the time I was 3 years old, or wrestle my 8 year old brother down to
the ground and pin him when I was 4." Wow, I thought to myself, I wonder what
the size difference was then, that's my main fetish, basically, to see the
smaller girl overpower the bigger boy, so that's the main thing that has
attracted me to Lauren. "The first grown man I beat in a test of power was my
father, when I was 7 years old, I challenged him to an armwrestling match, he
was a fairly big man, at 5'10 and 200 pounds, but I slammed his arm down to
the table with remarkable ease." This time I couldn't hold back my awed
response, "Wow! That would be something to see, how big were you at the time?"
Lauren thought about it for a while, "I was about 3'3 and weighed about 45
pounds, I would say, so our relative height and weight difference was very
extreme, my brothers were watching at the time and they almost fainted in
surprise seeing me being stronger than the strongest man they've ever known."
I nodded, "And you've just kept getting stronger over the years, huh? So do
you any way to test it, do you have gym hidden somewhere in the house, or do
you have to work out with heavier objects?" Lauren giggled with girlish glee,
"Yes to both, I do have a gym in the basement, which I helped build myself,
gathering all the machines and weights, my chemistry degree helped out there,
as I found ways of combining elemental metals into heavier composites, thereby
making a new plate that weighs much more than a regular plate its size, do you
want to see me workout?"

I nodded gratefully, I hoped I wasn't being too much of a fanboy, but she
seemed okay with it, something makes me think that many men resented her for
her strength, and I was the only one who not only accepted her strength, and
felt comfortable with it, but loved it and wanted to see all that she wanted
to show me. We went downstairs to her basement, which looked much bigger than
the upstairs section of the house, she must have built it especially to handle
all the huge weights that she throws around down here. I couldn't believe it,
but most of the weights looked regular, I mean I thought I was going to see
some huge weights and huge bars, but nothing really looked all that different
from a normal gym. She noticed my look of questioning and asked, "What's
wrong, darling, you look like someone shot your dog?" I shrugged and said,
"Well, I expected to see huge weights, the size of tractor tires, you know,
but everything looks normal here, like you would see at any gym across the
nation, I'm a little disappointed, I thought you were stronger than that." She
shook her and with a smile on her face, she went over to a seemingly light 45
pound plate, she picked it up with one hand and asked, "How much do you think
this plate weighs, Jeremy?" I laughed and said, "That's easy, I've been in a
weightroom before, that looks like a 45 pounder, why?" She giggled and said,
"Well, you haven't been in my weightroom yet dear, so don't jump to
conclusions, remember when I told you that I used my chemistry degree in
helping out here, well I combined the usual lead that most weights are made
out of with a heavier substance known as duranium, these plates weigh 5 times
what they are supposed to, 225 pounds, how's that for you dear?" I gulp and
say, "Well, that's quite a bit different, Lauren, if it's true, let me try and
pick one of them up and see for myself."

Well, my dear reader, you could probably tell the look of surprise on my face
when I reached down for what I thought was a 45 pound plate, and had to use
both hands and all the power in my legs to lift it off the floor, and then I
could only for a few seconds. "It's real, I believe you, Lauren, I never
should have doubted you in the first place, I don't know what made me say it,
I guess I doubted that God would make you as intelligent as you are strong and
beautiful." Damn, running off at the mouth again, that is sure to get her
angry. I looked over at her, my head down because I thought I said something
wrong, but she knew I didn't really mean what I said and filtered through the
BS to find the compliment. She approached me, lifted my face to hers with a
finger and kissed me. When she was done with her passionate kiss, "I know what
you meant, and I thank you for it, Jeremy, no one has ever really treated me
as an equal before, they were either dismissing me because of my height, or
scared of me because of my power, but you chose to look past all that and love
me for everything that I am, you're a breath of fresh air from all the guys
who I've dated before, I hope you feel the same way about me." I nodded, kind
of somberly, "Lauren, I do love you for everything, not just your strength,
but for your kindness, I know what its like to be different, to be treated
differently, I've been overweight since I was about 8 years old, I've been
picked on for years and years because of it, I think in you I've found my
soulmate, not only my ideal woman fantasy wise, but someone I can truly relate
to person to person." She jumped up threw her arms around my neck and hugged
me harder than I've ever been hugged before, I've never been in the middle of
an Anaconda's squeeze, but I couldn't imagine it being much tighter than this.

"Lauren, baby, let go, can't breath!" Lauren loosened her grip a little,
smiled and kissed me again, then she picked me up in a cradle carry, like my
320 pounds was absolutely nothing to her and carried me up the stairs, then
another 30 feet at least to her bedroom. We kissed on the way, the kind of
kissing you would expect from two kids in love, but I'm 30 and she's 24, so
we're not exactly kids. She set me down on the bed and said, "Jeremy, I don't
know about you, but I've never been this turned on, just so you know, I've
never had sex, but with you, I feel a connection so special, I can't think of
anyone I'd rather be my first then you." I smiled up at her and said, "Well,
to tell you the truth, you'd be my first too, I've had other girlfriends, but
we've never gone beyond second base, so its good to know that we'll be each
other's first and we can learn about love making together." We started kissing
passionately, me taking her clothes off, her doing the same for me, although I
was quite a bit more gentle, not that I had to be, as she was a very strong,
tough little lady. We were naked now and I guided my 8 inch cock into her
surprisingly receptive vagina, I thought it was going to be too tight, but I
guess her muscle control was such that she could open it up enough to make it
comfortable for her to take. This was the first opportunity for me to look at
her body as well, and let me tell you, she was near perfect, just slim,
perfectly proportioned breasts, small, thin waist. It was like you scaled a
super model's body down and gave her an even more beautiful face, then gave
her the power of 50 men! She was toned, but her muscles were not really that
big or noticeable, so she showed hardly any of the power that she actually had
in her frame. She had a six pack stomach, and slight definition on her arms
and legs, and medium sized, perky breasts, but nothing you wouldn't get out of
a normal fitness model and to tell you the truth, it turned me on something
fierce that such power could come out of such a small, perfect body.

She growled, she actually growled at me in fierce animal lust, and then she
rolled us over on her huge queen sized bed so I was on top, and I could thrust
savagely into her like a spear fisherman thrusts his spear into a fish. We
went at it hard for 25 minutes until finally we had such an explosive orgasm,
our bodies stiffened, she arched her back and like magic, I was levitated off
the bed into the air, because I was lying on top of this ultra-powerful lady
who was doing an incredible backbend with a 320 pound man lying on her! We
came down together, looking into each other's eyes, and kissed once more, I
rolled off of her and all I can say is it was the best thing I ever
experienced, if all sex was like that, I regretted never doing it before,
because it was beautiful. Lauren was looking over at me, love in her eyes, a
smile on her lips, and then she looked past me to see the clock on her bedside
table. "Oh My God, Jeremy, its 9pm, we've been laying here for 3 hours,
shouldn't you be going home soon?" I looked at my watch, and then at her and
said, "Why? I'm in heaven with you right now, if I have to go back home, then
I'd have to leave you alone, and you promised me a workout, didn't you?" She
smiled and said, "Well, its not too late I suppose, and you're right, since
we're pretty much a couple now, we can see each other as much as we want,
right?" I smiled and said, "you got it right, we're two single people, and
now, it seems like we have hit it off something fierce, you and me understand
each other really well, I love you for you and you love me for me, so why
shouldn't we just see each other as often as possible, I don't know how to say
this, but I think we should move in together, I know it might be moving a
little too quick, but I would love to see your smiling face as I wake up day
in and day out, wouldn't you like to see mine?"

Lauren sat up, legs facing away from me, and said, "Jeremy, I just don't know
what to say, you're an awesome guy, and my first lover, but it may be just a
little too fast, let me think about it for a while, and maybe you need to
think a little bit more on it too, this is a pretty rash decision, and
shouldn't be taken lightly. Let's go workout first, and if you still want to
after you see how strong I really am, then I'll be ready to make my decision
too." I nodded, a serious look on my face, "You're right, I hope you will
eventually feel the way about me that I feel about you." She said suddenly,
"Oh, I do, Jeremy, I love you, you're my boyfriend and I would love to live
with you eventually, but doing it right now is a big decision, I mean who's
house would we live in, yours or mine, and what would you do with your house
then if you decide to move in here?" I thought on it for a little while and
said, "Well, I think I could move in here, mostly because of your gym, you
need to keep strong after all, and I would love to see you work out day after
day, and your bed is more comfortable than my bed at home, although I don't
see us doing much sleeping." I smiled and laughed at that, "I'll just move a
couple dressers and chairs over here from my house, my clothes, computer, and
one of my TVs and it would be just like home, what do you think?" Tears welled
up in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around my neck again, and said, "Oh
Jeremy, I think it's a great suggestion, so yes I would love you to move in
with me, you are a great analytical thinker, you know just what to say, that's
one of the reasons I'm so in love with you, but now, I promised you a workout,
to show you exactly what you are dealing with, and I hope it doesn't scare you
away, as it did with some of my previous boyfriends."

So, Lauren picked me up in a cradle carry and brought me back down to her
basement, she set me down on the edge of a bench and asked me to hold onto the
bar while she's loading it up, I did and she stacked 2 225 pound plates on
each side, with the bar, that adds up to 945 pounds, that is if its a 45 pound
bar, with her metallurgical knowledge, its hard to know if she didn't make the
bars denser, stronger and heavier to hold the weights she's capable of
lifting. She saw me staring at the bar and said, "I bet you're trying to guess
whether this bar is a normal 45 pound bar or a specially made bar, well it's
the latter, I had to reinforce the weight bars to be able to hold the weight I
lift, this bar weighs 100 pounds instead of the usual 45 pounds, I have a
bigger 150 pound bar so it can handle the weight I squat with." Wow, I thought
to myself, that weighs 1000 pounds, and she's planning on benching it?
"Alright, Jeremy, you get behind and spot for me, okay?" I laughed and said
"Ummm, I don't know how to tell you this, my heaviest deadlift ever was 335
pounds, and that was over 10 years ago, I doubt I could make this weight move
unless I had a forklift." She giggled, "Don't worry, I won't need it for this
one, its my warm up, but you have to believe in yourself, Jeremy, I know you
feel insecure because of your body size and weight, and I want you to get in a
little bit better shape for me, I want to train you so you can be almost as
strong as me, and then you'd never have to be picked on or feel low
self-esteem ever again." I nodded and said, "Thank you, Lauren, I'm happy
because I never had many motivators in my life to really set me straight and
put me down on the road to good health." Lauren blew a kiss to me and nodded
at me, then took the weight off her specially made bench, which was made for
her shorter than normal arms.

"Okay, baby, time to show you what these muscles can do!" She brought the bar
down to her chest, which was a very nice C-cup that was now encased in a
sports bra and lycra tank top. She brought it up with ease and without a grunt
or a breath even, she brought it back down to her ample chest, it was easy for
her, but she decided to keep a slow steady pace, instead of throwing it up
carelessly. She did this for 50 reps and appeared just as steady on the last
rep as she was on the first rep, she got up breathing normally and said, "Now,
to show you how strong I really am, I hope it doesn't scare you." She took off
the 2 225 pound plates off of each side and went to the back room, she came
back with even bigger plates, she put one on each side of the bar, then
stacked three of the 225 pound plates on each side. "The big ones are 500
pounds a piece, they're the heaviest plate I have, so using your math skills,
how much is this bench, Jeremy, dear?" I quickly did some calculations and
came up with a total of 2450 pounds, my girlfriend is going to attempt to
bench a ton and a fourth! "It's 2450 pounds, Lauren, that's a big step up from
2450 pounds, you don't have to impress me anymore, I already know you're the
strongest person in the World." She giggled and said, "Don't worry about me
honey, I've done this weight many times in the past, I hope you have the same
plans with me you did before after seeing this." I nodded uneasily as I got
behind the bar again, there was no way I could spot her with this weight, so
my hope was that she didn't severely injure herself here.

Luckily, my fears were unfounded as she pressed the weight up 5 times before
putting it back in the rests, she was breathing a little bit harder now, and
her face was sweating, but she was smiling at me and I let out a huge breath,
went to her and hugged her around the neck like she had to me earlier, I
kissed her on the lips and congratulated her. "My dear, that was the most
awesome display of strength I have ever seen in my life, that bar weighed as
much as a small car, but you pressed it 5 times, that's unreal! I'm so glad
you're my lover, come on, let's go back upstairs, I have a little thing you
can take of, well, not so little really, but you know what I mean." She was
horny as well, and took the opportunity to lift me up in a front carry, I
wrapped my legs around her waist and she carried me up to the bedroom for the
second time that night. We made love passionately for hours on end, she even
performed a bridge while I was on top of her body and my thrusting didn't
disturb her in the least. When we came down from the best sex I've ever had, I
had time to reflect, I couldn't believe my luck, I meet a woman of my dreams,
who's stronger than any 5 men put together, probably even more so than that,
and she just happens to fall in love with me. I couldn't have been happier
either, when 4 months to the day that we met, I asked for her hand in
marriage, and she accepted, tears of joy in her eyes, she lifted me off my
feet in a bear hug of sorts, although her short arms couldn't reach all the
way around my large frame. She delivered on her promise to get me in better
shape, I currently weigh 245 pounds of muscle, I can bench 650 pounds and curl
325 pounds, now I don't feel so insecure, she has worked out even harder and
because now I am powerful enough to help her a little, well, she has started
lifting even heavier than she did before. This is where the story ends for you
guys, my mighty mite just called me downstairs, she's working legs today and
needs a spotter. The End.