Friday, March 11, 2011

THE SUPER-STRENGTH SHOWDOWN

THE SUPER-STRENGTH SHOWDOWN
challenge 1 - one vs one hundred

The question was simple: who was the strongest super heroine of them all?  Evil genius Lex Luthor had created 7 diabolical challenges designed to answer that question once and for all.  Invitations went out to the warrior women of the universe challenging them to test the limits of their legendary strength.  The winner of Luthor's super-strength showdown would receive 500 million dollars donated to the charity of her choice and universal bragging right as the most powerful champion of all. 
            Preliminary rounds eliminated dozens of contenders - Supergirl, Rogue, Ms. Marvel, She-Ra, Power Girl, She-Dragon.  When the dust settled, the three most powerful women were flown to a special arena to confront Luthor’s menacing machinations. 
            Competitor #1 was Wonder Woman, the legendary princess of Paradise Island.  As the Amazon entered the crowded stadium, it was easy to understand why the world revered her.  To see her in person was to have the air sucked from your lungs.  She was sex and power personified in a single sizzling package.   
            Wonder Woman’s famous red and blue costume was bursting at the seams with bulging bodybuilder muscles and x-rated curves.  She was staggeringly well-developed, easily matching  the biggest, most envelope-pushing Ms. Olympia while still retaining incredible sex appeal.  Her shoulders were broad and striated like pumpkins, her arms were stuffed with bulging baseballs framing a meaty back, narrow, boyish hips and rippling sprinter's legs.   
But bolted to the center of her chest was the Justice League heroine’s true claim to fame and the reason an entire generation of girls wanted basketball-sized implants for their 18th birthday: her eye-popping, bra-bursting, porn-star super-tits.  In a recent Maxim Magazine survey they'd been voted the greatest pair in history, beating Pam Anderson, Lara croft and Powergirl put together.  It wasn’t that Wonder Woman's tits were the biggest, the firmest or the most gravity defying – they were ALL of these things put together.  
With her over-stuffed bustier, 6-inch heels and Brazilian-cut bikini bottoms, Wonder Woman looked more like an inflatable sex toy than Earth’s proudest champion.  Most of her golden-tanned skin was naked including the majority of her well-muscled ass.  She seemed too proud to notice, oblivious to the lustful stares tracing her curves as she walked across the field.    
            The crowd was still gawking when the second competitor was announced - the sensational She-Hulk.  A hush fell over the audience, no small feat in a crowd of a hundred thousand people.  The reason was clear the moment the jade giantess took the field. 
At 7 feet tall and 300 pounds, She-Hulk was the biggest champion of them all.  She was even more muscular than Wonder Woman – closer to a male bodybuilder than a female.  Snarling veins crawled up her bulbous arms in wormy wads.  Her shoulders and back swelled alarmingly wide and as thick as a truck. 
But all the muscles in the world didn’t make She-Hulk any less of a babe.  Her purple and white unitard was stretched tight by a set of huge, basketball breasts.  They were even bigger than Wonder Woman’s, though on her dense frame they weren’t nearly as disproportionate.  Her blackish-green hair cascaded across huge, meaty shoulders framing her sizzling, super-model looks.      
            She-Hulk got the crowd cheering with a few explosive poses.  She had personality to spare and loved flexing for a crowd.  Even her light exertions gave beefcakes like Thor and Hercules a run for their money.  Her bulging physique was a crowd favourite and the air was soon charged with excitement.  Into this pandemonium emerged the third and final champion – Gen13’s Caitlin Fairchild. 
            The shy red-head walked into the arena beneath a stunned crowd.  Everyone knew Fairchild was a bruiser - she had proven herself in battle time and time again, but the teen hard body was still considered a junior-league heroine.  Certainly she'd be outmatched against beefcakes like She-Hulk and Wonder Woman.  That was until the crowd got a look at Fairchild's bodacious body and it all started to click
            Caitlin's green and purple costume was stretched across an astonishingly pumped-up, contest-ready physique.  Clearly someone had been putting in the time at Reed Richard’s heavy gravity hyper-gym.  Membrane-thin spandex clung to her beefy boulder-shoulders and heaving upper body, including a mind-blowing set of tits that came close to out-doing Wonder Woman’s stupendous watermelons.  Fairchild had grown up, and then some. 
            As the eyes of the world groped Fairchild's incredible body, a self-conscious blush colored her face.  She was uncomfortable with how sexy she was, how her jagged abs and melon-sized biceps could turn on a crowd.  As she bent over to tighten her boot straps, her shrunken, striated glutes flared like harp strings.  The entire stadium gasped at once.  No one had ever seen an ass so shredded, so carved from marble.  Veins squirmed out of the thong jammed up her butt crack.  Maybe, just maybe she'd stand a chance after all. 
            With the line-up revealed, who would prove themselves the supreme warrior, the biggest and baddest of them all?  The stadium monitors presented a rundown of mathematical odds to the crowd.  Betting was rampant. 
            Wonder Woman held a clear numerical advantage.  Based on historical data from thousands of battles, she was favoured to win by a wide margin.
            Caitlin Fairchild had clearly arrived in the best shape of her life but Luthor's data rated her on past combat.  As a result she came out on the bottom - the weakest of the three girls.
            She-Hulk was the wild card.  If it had been a simple bodybuilding contest, she would've been the favourite.  Based on her past battles, she was second to Wonder Woman, though she had been known to fly into fits of gamma rage that boosted her strength considerably.  It made calculating her power nearly impossible and left a big question mark over her name.
            ***
CHALLENGE 01: ONE VS ONE HUNDRED                    
            The three gladiators were lead to the start of the competition.  The first challenge one was a tug-of-war pitting each lone heroine against 100 male bodybuilders.  The fastest to achieve victory would score a point.
            As the girls waited to start, Fairchild turned to the others.
            "I just wanted to wish you both luck," She smiled, her youthful face beaming enthusiasm.  "May the best woman win!"
            Wonder Woman's expression remained carved in stone.  "This is a battle for warriors, not children."  She answered.  Fairchild's face wrinkled.
            "Sorry, cutie."  She-Hulk added.  "I'm not here to make friends either.  Frankly, you two don't stand a chance."   
            Fairchild was called up first.  Now she was really nervous.  The other heroines were so confident, so powerful.  Did she really have what it takes to beat them?
            A Kevlar-weaved titanium chain lay on the ground before her.  A water-filled moat divided her and the men.  The 100 strongmen were already in position, the heavy chain tight in their hands.  It was a ridiculous sight - one big-chested bimbo against an army of sweaty, shirtless muscle men. 
            The beautiful do-gooder picked-up the chain and wrapped in around her wrists.  Intimidating masses of muscle surged through her sinewy forearms, veins popping and curling.  She squeezed hard and the chain suddenly shattered in her hands. 
            "I-I'm sorry!"  She shouted innocently. 
            A time-out was called while a sturdier chain was brought in.  Once it was ready, a buzzer sounded and the contest began. 
            The men roared and pulled with their combined might.  To her surprise, Fairchild was yanked forward and almost lost her balance.  She quickly dug in her heels and stopped their momentum.
            The men were a sweaty, shouting mass of muscles trying to budge the immovable woman.  Amazingly, their combined muscularity seemed puny before Fairchild's rapidly swelling back.  Muscles flared madly across her wide lats, testing the width of her costume.  Her biceps tightened into frightening muscle-melons full of roiling, wormy veins popping sharply as she applied her strength.
            With one hand after another, Fairchild easily pulled the men forward.  They were powerless to stop her and succumbed to the rippling muscle-girl seconds later.  The official time was 25 seconds.  Fairchild let out a sigh of relief and a half smile. 
            She-Hulk was up next.  100 fresh bodybuilders replaced the exhausted first set.  They glared at her with determination. 
            She-Hulk picked up the chain and gripped it hard.  Her scandalously thin costume framed every rocky muscle in her Roman column arms.  Her shoulders tightened into clearly delineated blades of puffy girl-beef. 
            The buzzer sounded and the men went nuts.  They might as well have been trying to pull down a bomb shelter.  She-Hulk smiled, veins curling along her temples and yanked the entire line-up of men back several feet at a time.  It only took a half-dozen wrenches of the chain to win the match.  Her official time: 15 seconds.
            She-Hulk shot Fairchild a snide look. 
            "Maybe you should go home before you embarrass yourself."  She laughed.
            Finally, Wonder Woman took up the chain and leaned forward.  Heaving mounds of coppery-tanned cleavage ballooned out of her bustier.  It was almost distracting enough to miss the brutal striations digging through her shoulders and back.  Veins surged across her swelling muscles as she tightened her death grip on the chains.
            100 new men took hold of the chain, grunting and screaming in anticipation.  Wonder Woman's face was coldly focused. 
            As soon as the buzzer sounded, Wonder Woman pulled with a terrifying roar.  All 100 men were launched into the air like they were fired out of a cannon.  They crashed down one on top of another in a bone-breaking pile right in front of the Amazon.
            The crowd went wild.  Both Fairchild and She-Hulk couldn't believe their eyes. 
            Wonder Woman's official time came up on the TV screens - 3 seconds.  She was the winner of the first challenge.  Studying her stoic face, Caitlin wondered if she took pleasure in anything.  In truth, Wonder Woman was every bit a warrior.  She desired one thing and one thing only: victory.

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hooray! New Mr. Shhh! The story's great so far. Can't wait for round 2!

Anonymous said...

Welcome back, brother! Good to see a story and new design for the site from you, this was a new and completely engrossing direction for you to take, but I liked it, and hope to see more soon. (Not that I don't want to see more of Tanya, Jenna, and Monstra, but I'm sure you'll do those stories when you're ready and they'll be well worth the wait.) Good to have you back!

Jeremy W.

Mr.Shhh said...

Thanks guys. I was gone for waaaay too long.

AbyssPlanet said...

Where did you go?

Mr.Shhh said...

'Fraid I don't have too interesting an excuse. Just busy life and a lack of inspiration. One of the challenges of writing these types of stories is finding fresh new ways of describing muscular physiques. Sometimes I find myself in a rut, using the same old phrases, writing similar scenarios. Switching to super heroines for this story gives me an exciting new topic in over the top feats of strength. That's not to say I don't want to finish my other series', just that this is a nice pallet cleanser.

Anonymous said...

I love your stories and it is great to see you back on the helm. However, the intro was very flimsy and disrespectful towards those wonderful heroines. It was particularly so towards Power Girl, the most powerful, bodybuilderesque and bodacious Goddess of DC's universe, perhaps even comic books. Her proportions are 100% factual to defy male bodybuilder musculature, her tits bring pin-up models to shame (hell, she DOES border to anime-hentai proportions). And her strength is likely to beat the snot out of Superman any day! To see this epitome of female heroines so easily discarded, and one upped by WW, no less, shows that the real value of the character was not appropiately appreciated for sake of the story at hand.


On the other hand, it is Lex Luthor we are talking here. Hopefully, PG INTENTIONALLY lost to investigate whatever is Luthor's new no-good scheme (perhaps he intends to brainwash/clone the winner of the competition?), so she knows she would have a better chance to do so within the shadows rather than on the spolight. I hope Mr. Shhh can see the perfect opportunity for a sidestory that this can be.

Trust me, we are talking about PG here, a potential porn-star in the making, Valkyrie of indomatible might!

Mr.Shhh said...

You're right about Power Girl's dimensions - she's pretty much the bustiest mainstream super heroine out there. I don't have any plans to include her right now but you never know what the future will bring.

Black said...

Oh yeah BTW good sir, Jen's actually a little over 700 lbs~

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