Wednesday, June 30, 2010

The Pleasure Genie

Written by Celia Thorne
From my Deepest Desires post came a new friend Celia. She contributed this great story and I'm happy to post it in it's entirety.

I sat alone in a bar, drinking happily. I happened to see a beautiful young lady sitting across the room. She had some muscles on her too. I saw her smiling at me. I got up from my stool and walked to her while swaying my hips. I sat next to her and introduce myself. "Hi. I'm Celia."

"I'm Megan."

She didn't seem to me sliding my arm up and down her muscular thigh. "You like working out?"

"I like being big. I just wish I didn't need to strain myself so much."

"What if I told you you didn't?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want to become the biggest?"

"Yes. I want to become the world's strongest!"

I smiled. "Kiss me then."

Her eyes opened with shock. "What?"

"What's wrong? Never been with a woman?"

"Well... I..."

"Kiss me," I repeated.

Megan closed her eyes. I saw her lips parting. I brought mine to hers and we both groaned from the contact. I pulled back and opened my eyes. She opened hers and looked down in surprise. "My clothes feel a little tighter! What is this?" She then knew what had happened. She flexed her arm to see a nice bulge. "I got a little bigger! This is great!" She leaned forward for another kiss.

I stopped her and grinned. "Uh-uh. That was a sample. If you want to grow bigger beyond youd your dreams, come to my house." I left a piece of paper with my address in her hand and walked out of the bar while she looked at me in shock.

"Who was that girl?" Megan looked at the paper. "Should I?"

Friday, June 25, 2010

Meg Morphs from Mav

Mav is so great to continually send me new fantastic morphs. I love them soooo much and can't thank you enough.

Big hugs and kisses, Meg

Monday, June 21, 2010

Deepest Desires

What are your deepest desires, the ones you're afraid to let anyone know? Do you feel it's too kinky to talk about?

I assume if you're reading this blog then it has something to do with muscular women, or me or something else entirely. Do you fantasize about women growing big and powerful beyond your wildest dreams. Am I the destroyer or your savior? Are you watching me... or are you inside me? Am I dominating you? Are you worshiping me?

Write in and tell me your fantasies. Let's explore them together.


Saturday, June 12, 2010

Chillin' with me

Been feeling really blah lately so thought I'd share some this awesome morph from Mav. Come on and snuggle close to me, let's relax together.

I feel better already,
kiss kiss, Meg

Wednesday, June 2, 2010


Josh has been waiting patiently for our new story together. He may have his work cut out for him this time :) Comments are welcome from anyone but won't be considered part of the story. Here we go and hope you enjoy.

In the early hours of the morning, Joshua works deep within his lab. The last few tests have had limited results and ultimately failed. A recent breakthrough gives hope as he retools the main tanks and rewires the feed. He is exhausted but continues on as the sun comes up.

The M.E.G. program must succeed.

Joshua take a swig of strong coffee and rechecks his settings. The new test is almost ready to commence, it must be perfect this time. He takes a single strand of hair, of HER hair, and places it into the centrifuge. Everything is ready.

A simple hesitation then a push of a button. The display reads "Project M.E.G. Commencing."

Joshua sits in deep thought, thinking of what lead to this point. It started many years ago as Human Cloning gained worldwide approval. The world today would have been a better place, but then came the 'Lederberg Incident' 12 years later.

The physiology was correct. Subjects were full breathing humans and the genetic modification potential was off the scale. Problems arose. Some argued a lack of a soul, but I knew better. The rapid rate of growth didn't allow for mental maturity, essential to maintain stability. The ensuing slaughter became a dark point in human history and cloning was once again banned. Those poor souls.

It would have all been ancient history if not for the accident. Josh tears up just thinking about her but wipes it aside and continues on. Five years is a long time to grieve but the pain has driven Joshua and fueled his radical ideas. If only she could see him now. Maybe if everything works out... she will.

"Incubation complete." Joshua checks the settings and prepares for the next phase. A quick look inside gives him hope. There she is.

He became possessed with research and the idea that he could have her back. After a year, he came across a moving film from the early days called "The Matrix." An interesting concept in flash feeding mass information. These genetically superior beings could emerge with full grown personalities, experiences and most importantly... moral safeguards. Those poor, poor souls.

The process approaches its final stage. This is the farthest its ever reached and the excitement gives him renewed energy. Everything still checks out and systems appear normal. It's time and he feels alive again after all this time.

Joshua has spent years piecing her life and memories back together. No detail was overlooked, mind, body or soul. Even the bad was left to keep the balance of who she was. We are all a sum of our parts. He did allow himself a few tweaks but knew there was no way it could alter her persona.

The systems release the latch to the main chamber and the doorway slowly opens, releasing a cloudy mist. He watches as the single mostly lovely women walks through the chamber. She is younger than he remembers... and with a little more muscle. Curious? He knew she had always desired to be strong and had encouraged her in life. With all her workouts, she never got past a healthy, firm physique. It looks good on her and he is surprisingly turned on.

He waits to hear the sound of her voice again and begins to sob. This is really happening. She looks around the lab inquisitively and in a slight daze. After a second, she becomes fully aware of her surroundings and sees Josh standing close by in tears.

"What the HELL Josh! Where the F•©k are we and why am I buck-ass naked... you friggin' pervert."

It's music to my ears, Megan is finally back with me. >>

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