Nancy Strongwoman
by M.C.
A very strong girl fulfills her lifelong dream; to become a circus strongwoman.



The large, powerfully built girl walked into the office and took a seat. The
secretary smiled at her as she entered. " How may I help you Miss ? " she
asked.

" I'm here to see the manager of the circus about a job."

" I'm afraid he's busy right now but maybe I can squeeze you in as soon as he
has a free moment, Miss..."

" Strongwoman, Nancy Strongwoman. Yes, that would be great; mind if I wait
here ? "

" Not at all Ms. Strongwoman. That's a rather unusual name, isn't it ? "

Nancy smiled." Well, it wasn't the name I was born with as I'm sure you're
well aware. I was Nancy Johnson until I turned 18; then I had it
legally changed to Strongwoman."

" Hmmm...very interesting. To help you with your career ? "

" Yes, exactly. Since I was a little girl I've always wanted to perform in the
circus. My parents insisted that I graduate high school first, then I could do
whatever I wanted."

" And that is ? "

" To be a strongwoman in the circus...hence the name."

The secretary now took a good long look at the girl seated front of her. Even
sitting down Nancy was impressive. She appeared to be about six-feet two
inches tall and must have weighed at least 230 well proportioned pounds. Nancy
had a very pretty face and her long brown hair was tied back into a ponytail.
As she was wearing only a tank top and shorts, Nancy's arms and legs were
clearly visible; and they massive. She had powerful forearms and muscular
biceps; and, with her thighs, Nancy looked like she could lift a semi-trailer
off the ground. And yet despite her outward appearence of strength, there was
a softness about her also - especially when she smiled. Which made what the
secretary had to tell her that much more difficult.

" Well, I don't want to be the one to burst your bubble Ms. Strongwoman, but
this circus already has a strongman act - The Mighty Atlas. We're kind of a
small circus and I'm not sure whether we can afford to hire on another
performer; especially for an act that's similar to the one we already have."

" I'm aware of that. But I thought having both a strongman and strongwoman act
might be more of an attraction; it would be rather unique I think. I'd even be
willing to work for free for the first month and then let the manager decide
if I'm worth keeping."

" That's a very interesting proposition, Ms. Strongwoman. But there might be
another problem here."

" What's that ? "

" I'm not sure how The Mighty Atlas would react to having another act like his
in the circus, especially a woman. He can be a bit temperamental at times. In
fact he can be downright unpleasant when he wants to be. Not that many people
want to cross a six foot-four inch, 300 pound muscleman when he gets angry
- if you know what I mean."

The secretary couldn't help but notice the strange smile that crept across
Nancy's face when she said this. " Oh, I wouldn't worry to much about The
Mighty Atlas. I have ways of bringing people around to seeing my side of
things; call it 'feminine persuasion'. I'm sure that Mr. Atlas and I will get
along just fine once we *understand* each other."

The secretary removed her glasses and stared again at the girl in front of her
for a few moments. " Tell you what Ms. Strongwoman; if you can convince The
Mighty Atlas to accept you as part of *his* act, then I will hire you on a
trial basis."

" You ? " Nancy asked, surprised.

" That's right, me," she answered with a laugh. My name is Diane Warner; owner
and manager of this circus. I must say your idea does have merit - a
strongman AND strongwoman act."

" Very well then Ms. Warner, we have a deal. Now, where can I find this '
Mighty Atlas' ? "

" At this hour he's usually in his trailer, it's located around the back. But
I'm warning you...he's got quite a temper."

Again Nancy flashed her a cryptic smile," thanks for the warning, but I'm sure
we'll get along just fine." With that, she rose from the chair and headed off
to find The Mighty Atlas.

The massive man lay down on his back and looked up at the barbell above him."
300 pounds, should be easy," he thought to himself. Gripping the bar with his
powerful hands he raised it off the stand and then lowered it to his chest.
Slowly he pushed the weight up -"one," he began, " two, three, four, five."
When he raised the bar for the sixth time something bizarre happened, he found
that he couldn't lower it again; something was holding it up. Then he noticed
the hand; a woman's hand, gripping the center of the bar.

" Mr. Atlas, didn't anybody ever tell you that it's very dangerous to lift
heavy weights without a spotter ? " He tried to pull the weight down but, much
to his amazement, he couldn't. " I mean, supposing you had slipped or fainted,
then what ? " He strained harder but nothing happened, the barbell just stood
above him, supported by the large woman...with just one hand. Was this some
sort of joke ? There had to be a trick to it. He let go of the bar
but, incredibly, the barbell continued to hover above him." Now, now Mr.
Atlas, was that a nice thing to do to your new partner ? "

" Just who in the hell are you and what in the hell are you talking about ? "
he asked angrily.

" My name is Nancy Strongwoman and I am going to be your new partner in your
strength act." Nancy was still supporting the entire 300 pounds in her right
hand. After she returned it to the stand, she held out her hand to the stunned
Atlas," shall we shake on it, partner  ? "

" Are you crazy ? I'm the strength act in this circus and I don't work with
nobody, and certainly not with a girl. So go find yourself someplace else to
show off your tricks and get the hell out of my trailer, NOW  ! "

Nancy calmly walked over and locked the door to his trailer - from the inside.
" I'm afraid you didn't understand me, Mr. Atlas. Whether you like it or not,
from now on I'm part of the strength act here; with or without you. So, either
get used to having me around...or leave."

The mighty Atlas was not one to back down from a challenge. In addition to his
great strength, he was also a brawler. An alcoholic and abusive father ( his
mother died when he was just a young child ) ensured that his life would not
be an easy one. He learned very early that in order to survive in this world
you had to be tough; the tougher the better. And so tough he became. By
lifting weights for hours a day, he built up his muscles and strength to an
amazing degree. When Diane's circus was looking for a strongman, he beat out
20 other competitors for the job. After ten years as the strongman here, Atlas
wasn't about to share it with anybody; least of all this female.

The powerful six-foot four inch, 300 pound muscleman began to approach the
six-foot two inch, 235 pound woman. " I guess this was inevitable," Nancy
sighed, showing absolutely no sign of fear as he closed in on her. She then
added," but I suppose this is as good a way as any to get acquainted with my
new partner."

The Mighty Atlas walked up to the smaller woman and wrapped his muscular arms
around her in a bear hug. He attempted to pick her up and literally toss her
out of his trailer. But as he tried to lift her a strange thing happened
- Nancy didn't budge; she just stood there, smiling. " Hmmm... what a nice hug
you're giving me Mr. Atlas," she laughed," I can see already we're going to be
great friends." Despite his best efforts to squeeze her, the surprisingly
strong girl just stood there giggling. Then, without too much effort, Nancy
raised her arms and broke his hold. She then put her hands on his chest and
pushed him back, nearly to the other side of the trailer." Gee, that was fun
Atlas. Now show me something else you big, strong, gorgeous hunk on man you."

Enraged now, Atlas charged at her. He lowered his shoulder and barreled into
the 18 year-old girl. " SLAM ! " The force of his thrust did manage to drive
her back a few steps, but that was all." Wow ! I actually felt that," she
laughed. In his uncontrollable rage, The Mighty Atlas reared back and threw a
powerful punch at her, a punch that would have knocked out a horse. But Nancy
simply put up her hand and caught him by the wrist in mid-air. She bent down
and grabbed one of his legs with her other hand. Nancy then lifted the 300
pound man up over her head. " Happy landings," she  said as she threw him
against the side of his trailer." WHAM ! " The trailer began to shake back and
forth violently as he hit the wall. Before Atlas had a chance to recover, the
pretty girl grabbed him again, lifted him up over her head and tossed against
another wall " SMASH ! "  She then threw him again...and again...

" Ms. Warner, Ms. Warner, come outside quickly ! " the circus midget yelled
excitedly," something very weird is happening inside of Atlas' trailer." Diane
Warner got up and raced outside, with the midget trying his best to keep up
with her. When she approached the trailer, she was joined by some of the other
circus performers who were also attracted by the loud bangs and crashes that
were coming from inside. Soon they also began to hear cries of," please stop
this,' CRUNCH ! ' no not again,' BANG !' you can't do this to me, please
noooooo ...CRASH ! " And, if you listened carefully, you could also pick up
what appeared to be the sound of a girl...giggling.

" Not to worry good people," Diane reassured them with a smile," it's just The
Mighty Atlas 'breaking in' his new partner."

" His new partner ? " the midget asked," we didn't know he had a new partner."

" Until now, neither did I," Diane laughed as she turned around and walked
back to her office.

Nancy held The Mighty Atlas up above her head again in her outstretched arms;
his 300 pounds appeared little more than a nuisance to her. " Why I just had a
lovely idea, Mr. Atlas," she said as she hurled him, yet again, clear across
the trailer and slammed him into yet another wall. " I think  we're going to
incorporate this routine into our show. I'll bet people will pay good money to
see the Mighty Atlas being tossed around by a girl, tee, hee."

" No, you can't do that. Please, you'll humiliate me in front of everybody.
I'll be ruined for life." Nancy grabbed the helpless muscleman again and
raised him up. By now his trailer, of which he was once so proud, looked like
it had been hit by a tornado. " Do you want to reconsider your objection to me
being in your strength act then ? " When he didn't respond immediately, Nancy
began to spin around. She spun faster and faster until they were just a blur.
" YYYEEESSS ! " Atlas screamed at the top of his lungs." Yes you can be in the
act. In fact you can have the act; I quit." Nancy stopped spinning when she
heard him say this. Gently, she lowered Atlas down onto his bed." You win," he
said as he began to cry," you win, it's all your show now, I'm leaving."

As Nancy stared down at the once proud man sobbing before her she felt a
sudden sadness. This  wasn't what she really wanted; perhaps she had gone too
far. Although Nancy knew she was very strong - far stronger than Atlas
was - she had actually hoped to become part of his show; not replace him. Her
comment about him leaving was said in anger against him for his arrogance; she
didn't really mean it. The truth was, Nancy kind of liked him - his ego
notwithstanding. She thought he was very sexy and, as she was new to the
circus, she felt he could teach her a lot about showmanship; how to perform
before an audience. What was she to do now ?

Then Nancy remembered something she learned in her psychology class - about a
carrot and a stick. She'd used the stick with brutal effectiveness - as the
battered, crying muscleman lying humiliated before her proved. Now, if she
wanted him to stay in the circus, she'd have to use a carrot; something she
never had to use before. All her life the super strong girl was able to get
her way simply by using brute force. Nancy had discovered early on that her
great physical strength intimidated practically everybody; she could always
get her way. She loved being strong. That's one of the reasons why she wanted
to become a circus strongwoman, so she could show off her amazing powers. Now,
in order to get what she wanted, Nancy would have to try a different approach.

" Atlas," Nancy said softly as she sat down on the bed next to him," I'm
sorry. I didn't mean to be so rough with you. Your macho attitude pissed me
off but I guess I got a little bit carried away. I've dreamed  about being in
the circus ever since I was twelve years old. My parents took me to the circus
and I saw, for the first time in my life, a gorgeous, powerful man performing
feats of strength. I decided then and there that that's what I want to be; a
circus strongwoman. I had hoped you'd be able to show me the ropes; to  teach
me about circus life. Instead, you were very rude to me; so I got mad. Please
understand that when you're as strong as I am - and I've always
been extremely strong, nobody really knows why - I sometimes forget that other
people aren't...especially when I lose my temper. I once beat up half the boys
on the high school football team because they were teasing me; calling me
fatso. Atlas, I won't force you to remain in the circus but I'd really
appreciate it if you would. I also have a confession to make - it's been my
dream to  perform with you ever since I first saw you that day when I was
twelve. Yes, that was you I saw; and I've dreamed about you ever
since. Maybe you and I could start this relationship all over again from the
beginning. I know that a proud man like yourself might find it very
difficult to work with a woman who is twice as strong as you are. But if you
do stay, I promise I'll try not to show you up in public. So, what do you say
big guy ?  Shall we give it a shot ? "

Nancy finished talking and anxiously awaited Atlas' reply. After about a
minute the somewhat less than mighty Atlas stopped crying. He slowly got up
and looked Nancy in the eyes and, for the first time, noticed just how
beautiful she was." Na-Na-Nancy," he began," I want to apologize for the way I
behaved towards you before. I was being an asshole and you were right to put
me in my place. I'd be honored if you would become my partner in the strength
act. We can call it ' The Mighty Atlas and Strongwoman' show." Nancy smiled
when she heard him say this but she felt one minor change was necessary. She
grabbed him firmly by his shirt, pulled him over to her, and whispered
something in his ear. Atlas sighed." O.K. Nancy, I guess I have no choice but
to agree with you; it looks like you win again." Nancy laughed," I always do
honey, I always do." She grabbed him firmly again; only this time it was to
give him a long, passionate kiss.

The ' Mighty Strongwoman and Atlas' show soon became the major attraction of
the circus and, as it's fame spread far and wide, crowds flocked to see it.
Nancy, in addition to the usual feats of strength like bending steel bars,
pulling horses and ripping apart large telephone books, created some new acts
for their show; like the tug-of-war. She and Atlas put up a standing offer of
$1,000 to any team of up to six men that could beat them.Though many tried,
none even came close. Nancy and Atlas would laugh and joke with each other
while the six men on the opposite side tried - in vain - to move them. After
they felt the crowd got it's money's worth, Nancy and Atlas would begin to
pull the beaten team across the line. It was a real crowd pleaser and soon
became the main attraction of their act.

Despite Nancy's promise not to outshine her partner ( and soon to be her
husband ) sometimes she couldn't suppress the desire to show off just how
strong she was. On one occasion the circus was appearing at a university town.
In the front row sat the entire offensive line of the university's football
team. When it came time for the tug-of-war, six very large and powerfully
built men stood up and  walked over to the rope; their extreme confidence
apparent with every step they took. As most of the people in attendance were
also students from the university, they all began to cheer for their heroes.
Nancy decided to show off a bit. As the tug-of-war began, she and Atlas held
the six linemen in place. Then, amazingly, Nancy turned to Atlas and said,"
honey, I think my hair is a bit messy. Would you please get my hairbrush and
brush it for me ? " As the stunned crowd stared in disbelief, Atlas dropped
his part of the rope and went into Nancy's dressing room to get her hairbrush
- leaving Nancy alone to  face the six strong men. Despite this, the football
players were unable to move her; she held them all in place. Atlas returned
and began to brush her long, beautiful hair. When he finished, Nancy leaned
over and gave her lover a kiss. " Thank you, sweetie," she said with a
wink. Then, turning her attention back to the nearly exhausted football
players, she smiled," O.K. boys, it's been fun." While Atlas looked on from
the side, the mighty woman then yanked the six strong men across the line by
herself. Nancy, as she always did, then graciously thanked them and shook the
hands of each of her defeated rivals. " Better luck next time boys," she
laughed.

Her amazing act over, the incredible Nancy Strongwoman took Atlas by the hand
and led him out of the circus tent to rapturous applause. As they neared their
new trailer, Nancy bent over and lifted him up in her powerful arms." Oh
Atlas, I just love being in the circus," she said as she carried him inside,"
this in definiately the life for me."