Friday, December 31, 2010

Happy New Year

Just a quick note to say Happy New Year everyone. I've had such a wonderful 2010 and know 2011 will be even better.

I'm off tonight to be naughty and get into trouble, lots of it. Maybe I'll see you around :)

Lottsa Luv,

Monday, December 27, 2010

Megan’s Day Off: Chapter 1

My good buddy Sarge... I mean Jason wrote this super sexy story for me. Here's Chapter 1

By Jason

Megan pushed her glasses onto her face and tapped away at her keyboard willing herself through the first of four research papers that were due tomorrow. It was all still so new for her and trying to balance some semblance of a normal life and being the most powerful superhuman in the known universe had meant no time to herself. Megan was pretty sure there wasn't an instruction book on how to be an unstoppable eighteen year old college girl. The gifts she'd been given, the near infinite well of physical power she possessed, made it hard to find a negative, however. The young girl smiled recalling the effortless feats her body had performed over the last week, the punishment she could take and how wonderful it felt, and the unimaginable speed she could move and perceive with. She was capable of all that and more and the thought of it warmed her as she stretched out leaning back in her chair. Megan eyed her clock for the time watching the seconds tick by. It was dark out and her roommate was out enjoying college life, something else she had no time for.

“Ugh! Screw this!” The young brunette looked back at her laptop, making a decision, and grinned, “What good is being a supergirl if you can't have a good time?”

Megan pushed herself back from her desk and pulled her mid-baring tank top over her head dropping it to the floor. Her small, youthful breasts barely jiggled as she felt the familiar warmth of power at the tips of her nipples which soon adorned two DD-sized mounds. Surprised the change was coming so quickly, Megan slipped her tiny boy shorts down over her widening hips to her right ankle, now nearly filling the leg of the shorts, kicking them over head giggling with excitement.

“Whoa! I must have needed this! It's coming much faster than usual!” She sighed into the swell of power looking over at her thickening arms with pride. Her hands filled with her heavy, growing breasts and her bones tingled and stretched as she rose in stature passing six feet within seconds. As her tits jiggled and solidified into place, Megan could feel her diamond hard clitoris slip passed her soft, bare lips. Muscles twitched and popped under her tanned skin and her head rolled. Reaching seven feet in height, she sat upright allowing her spreading back some much needed room within the confines of the chair. Her soft, shiny chestnut hair spilled over her shoulders and Megan smiled satisfied, for now.

The amazon stood up looking herself over in her long mirror fingering one of her nipples admiring every move as her muscles danced and her power soared rushing to her flush, angelic face. Megan reached up flexing every supercharged muscle, her fingers now poking through the ceiling, “Oooo, I don't think I'll ever get tired of that. Oh-oops!”

She took her seat at her desk and, without much pause, her right hand became a blur over her keyboard as her left flipped through a stack of text books, her eyes taking in every word several pages a second, organizing theme into an outline of information to be typed out as coherent ideas. The image flickered on her special desktop- given to her as a gift for stopping a nuclear meltdown- as paragraphs scanned over the screen struggling to keep pace with Megan's one-handed typing. It wasn't long before it's simple PC brain had to play catch up.

“I know they meant well, but this laptop is slow!” She thought. Megan, waiting a short moment for it to catch up, pulled out her personal laptop, laid out her notebook, and a few writing utensils. “I guess I could work on next week's theoretical algebra project in between while it catches up...”

Her right hand took up the double duty of typing and writing page-long computations, the pages filling faster than the the word application on her computer, as she continued to flip through her text books faster moving between history, algebra, and computer science simultaneously. Her eyes darted about perceiving, absorbing, and relaying information effortlessly. With a knowing smile, still working diligently, Meg noted her curriculum papers and grabbed her workbooks.

“Hmm...with exams around the corner I could do those workbook assignments,” Meg mused opening one of them. She pulled over her roommates laptop, “might as well finish up that take home exam and computer science project, and the extra credit papers couldn't hurt...”

Megan happily busied herself adding to her workload, her entire upper body a blur of movement, wondering why she hadn't done this before, “No more all-nighters for, Megan! As a matter of fact, I don't even feel like I'm doing much...”

The blurring girl grinned glancing over the syllabus for all six of her classes in a quick instant memorizing her course load. Utilizing her entire desk space, twelve more books were stacked next to the three that she continued to read, three workbooks were opened as she began writing through those while completing her algebra assignments in four separate notebooks, different windows opened and closed as she typed and researched on all three computers. Megan could feel her head beginning to warm while synapses in her brain fired at an incredible rate and she calmly, effortlessly absorbed an influx of complex information effortlessly processing it into an entire semester of assignments.

Megan smiled confidently pulling her right hand away to place it on her hip leaving her left to take on the entire course load. She giggled very impressed with herself, “This is ridiculous. Am I so powerful? I don't even feel like I'm trying! Let's see how far I can push this...”

She set up her webcam to record the event on top of the monitor and patch it into her special laptop so she could watch everything while working. Her arm was beginning to glow slightly and the completed assignments were either saved or pushed aside in a neat pile in quick succession. With her right she laid out both her Xbox and PS3 controllers and started them up with Gears of War in one and Call of Duty in the other, set the game to their highest difficulty, and played both flawlessly with her right hand. Her mind worked out strategies and worked through a semester of six different subjects of schoolwork and Megan smiled with amusement knowing this was only small fraction of her capability. Between load screens she played a puzzle game on her phone and read through her reading assignments so she could write reports on those as well. Her eyes began to glow giving only a glimpse of the massive amount of activity happening in her head and she noticed it on the camera feed. Megan giggled excitedly, delighting in the ease of her superhuman feat.

“Wow, I can't even feel this. Ooo...look at me!” Megan laughed, her body an almost invisible blur of flesh from the waist up, “Go, girl go! Ohhh...this is making so hot!”

Instantly she felt her hands touching her in all the right places. Her finger vibrated against her clit like a tiny jackhammer while she massaged her breasts and fingered her nipples. Megan stole a glance at her clock again, the second hand moving like the minute hand. She kept it up, never slowing down, as with each finished assignment, every finished level, her arousal soared. Megan giggled deciding to make a game of it climaxing as many times as she could while she worked and played. Just under five minutes minutes passed before she panted for breath through her release and sent all eight papers to the printer and put everything away in a quick instant.

“AUUUGHHHhhhh...FUCK! Whooo, that was fun! What a rush! Ugh, and I'm still so horny. Get it together, Meg!”

“Let's see, 17 books, eight ten-plus page research papers, four workbooks, four full notebooks of theoretical algebra, an eight page take home exam, and nine extra credit assignments, all of it checked through twice,” Megan happily numbered them off in her head her eyes finally beginning to dim, “12 reading assignments and their one page reports. All while playing two shooters, four flawless levels of Bejeweled, and got off at least a hundred or more awesome times, all in under five minutes?! They keep calling me a goddess, and to be honest, I beginning to feel like it.”

An errant shudder rushed up her spine jiggling her sensitive nipples. Megan instantly went hypersonic rumbling through another unexpected aftershock, “OooooOOHHH- WHOA! A very naughty goddess!”

Megan glistened, her skin moist, as a haze of steam wafted from her skin. Through sleepy eyes she watched herself in the mirror, her muscles warm and pumped, as she rose from her desk fixing her wild mane more out of habit than necessity. She willed her body to harden listening to the stressed, stretching steel of her own perfect skin as her breasts tightened and and perked on her chest. Megan bit her lip hearing her body creak and groan becoming more dense and heavy. The floor creaked beneath her, still managing to hold her building weight.

“Who's a girl of steel?” Megan flexed her right arm cuddling the massive muscle to her cheek. Her left fingers attempted to massage her breast only to be resigned to rubbing over it's hardened surface. She sighed, her warm breath lingering over her bicep, “I am.”

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

A Very Meggy Christmas

I want to wish all of my friends a Super Merry Christmas and an Awesome New Year! I've had such a great time this past year and had a lot of fun with all of you. All my best for 2011!!

Thanks to Mav for this super-buff, snow bunny, Santa elf morph of me. Who's got the Mistletoe?

Kiss, Kiss

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Miss Ultra Universe

Here's a new story from Belle with a little help from Cele.
I'm glad some of us Buffies have been writing lately (Bad Meg, Bad Meg)

'From all across the multiverse, the mega-goddesses gathered once again for the Miss Ultra-Universe Contest. It was held every billion years to determine who was simply the most massive, most powerful, and most ravishing ultra-goddess in existence. Thousands of women of all sizes and levels of musculature poured into the mega-dimensional building, all the super strong women from the multiverses are here - Annie Huge, Average Woman, Static Girl, Tetsi Fli, The Shulk, Quadra Six Pack, and Princess Death from Planet Oblivion is here, all heavy lifters and working their massive bodies to the max. They range from a few million light years tall to several billion light years tall. They are all working out in the trillion light year pump room when the doors swing open and the sculpted mass of bronzed titanic muscle known as Mega Goddess Belle walks in.

It was clear she had spent the last billion years working hard on her physique after placing second in the last competition. It looked like she had enough muscle to equal the muscle of the thousands of other competitors put together. Even the previous champion, Princess Death, only now came up to Belle's waist. Looking down at the previous champion, Belle flexed her colossal right bicep and watched as the perfect split peak rose to attention criss-crossed by a network of thick veins pulsing with white-hot plasma-the stuff of stars.

"Hey little girl. It looks like my arm has more muscle in it than your entire body. You should have worked harder. Just wait'll you see me with a good pump."

With casual ease, she brushed by the seemingly tiny Mega Goddess and entered the pump room. Each step of Belle sent shockwaves through the building, caused her thighs to surge and swell with power, and saw her calves explode outward with inconceivable power.

Belle walks up to the cables moving the setting from 1 megaverse to 100 megaverses and giggled out loud, "Who was the little girl warming up with one megaverse? I like to use 100 reps at 100 megaverses just to warm up my biceps."

"But, this is impossible," the seemingly tiny mega-goddess stammered, "I worked even harder than I did for the last competition. I'm more ripped than ever. I added twenty billion light years to my stature!"

"Ha, you're so cute like that. I added one hundred billion light years in stature, increased my muscle volume fifty times over, and increased my muscle density by over a million times. I'm a super-pumped mega-muscular ultra-goddess Fifty million times stronger than I was last time. Just wait'll you see me with a good pump. It's mind-blowing! I just hope this little gym has enough weight to satisfy me. These muscles love pumping the big weights. I mean, all the mass in all the universes in existence can't even begin to quench my muscles need for pump."

As she warms up the weights seem lighter and lighter, and no matter how many universes she puts on, she finds it becoming too easy.

Belle moves to a bench to try tricep dips, she might get some more resistance just using her own weight. This proves a bit better, and her triceps swell and her arms are almost as big as her thighs now, but Belle decides she is not getting anything like a good pump with the small weights they have, and goes outside. The building shines and glitters in the light from the multiple galaxies, and is built to look like a stack of weights, going up in decreasing sizes. There must be about a million floors, and the bottom 'plate' of this huge construction is at least 100 trillion light years across.

This gives Belle an idea, she bends down and gets a finger hold under the edge of the bottom floor. With huge effort she strains to lift the megalithic structure. There is the sound of snapping girders and earthquakes shatter the mega-dimensional planet the foundations are rooted in. Her muscles strain and bulge as she lifts the building. Massive veins infused with solar plasma swell all over her ultra-powerful body. Now at last she will get a good workout!

Holding the building by one edge, and ignoring the sound of people and weights falling about inside, she begins free weight squats. At the first squatting she finds the weight almost unbearable, but as she straightens her legs, keeping her abs tight and chest high, she manages it without locking her knees. After the tenth squat, she is beginning to enjoy it, and the building feels much lighter. Thick masses of striated muscle bulge in every direction and surge ever more massive with each rep until at last her gargantuan layers of rippling exotic muscle surge against each other.

The feeling of her muscles rubbing against her womanhood sends shivers through her massive erotic body. Sweating heavily, her sweat and juices run down her pulsating muscles, lubricating as her legs crash together like continents. Better try something else now she thinks, my thighs are so huge, any bigger and I will not be able to walk!

Changing her stance, Belle starts to do overhead dumbbell presses, slowly lifting the building up and down. Each titanic rep causes the exercise to become much easier, causes her shoulders, biceps, and triceps to swell with inhuman might, causes the muscles to split and separate into masses of ultra-feminine power. She breathes deep letting her chest swell in and out. As she goes past the hundred rep mark, her shoulder muscles explode to twice their size in deeply grooved striated masses covered in huge thick veins pumping nutrients to swollen masses of muscle. With one more deep breath, her bikini top bursts and is fired out into space.

Giggling, the ultra-goddess muses out loud, "I didn't need that anyway. Now I wonder how I'm going to get my tiny little bikini bottom off now that my legs are so incredibly massive?"

Casually dropping the ultra-massive building, Mega-goddess Belle drew her massive arms in front of her and thrust her luscious hips backward while flexing down hard. Every muscle in her body exploded outward with colossal force. Huge veins snaked across her body rising to their full glorious prominence. Her massive traps surged up threatening to engulf her ears as her massive biceps fought for space with her mountainous breasts. Each of her twin glutes surged into massive striated mounds of perfection and squeezed the tiny fabric caught between them and pushed it to the breaking point. The fabric stretched and strained over her swollen clitoris sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her mega-titanic body.

Relaxing her flex, Belle licked her lips and prepared for another herculean effort. Again she threw her body into a crab flex with everything she had. Her muscles responded like never before surging to new heights of definition and size. Sweat rolled off her titanic body, down the crevices between her muscles, and along the groves of her veins. Every striation of every muscle in her body rose to magnificent prominence and then finally, at last, the tiny constraining bikini bottom snapped and fell to the ground.

Now that's much better she thinks, I will try one handed overhead presses now. As she raises and lowers the building with one hand, her bicep builds peaks on peaks and as it brushes her face she kisses on it and thinks "These babies are going to win me the title this time!" Her triceps bulge into huge horseshoes of rippling striated muscle as she continues to overhead press, first one hand, then the other. She loses count of how many she has done as the weight of the building seems to get lighter and lighter each time and she dreams of what she will do with the other contestants when she is the supreme goddess of all the entire universes.

She is woken from her daydreams by a voice calling her. It is the Boy Wonder, hanging out of the front door of the building "For gawds sake Belle," he says, "put us down. The other contestants have conceded defeat. None are as strong as you; you are the new Miss Ultra-Universe!"

"What," thinks Belle, "it was that easy? And I had so many more muscles to exercise as well. What a bunch of wimps." She flicks her fingers and the building clangs onto the ground. "Oops, should not drop heavy weights on the floor," she giggles.

She enters the building, and the other contestants are helping Boy Wonder to carry the trophy to her. Tho' it is only the size of a medium planet, it is made from super heavy metals, and a mere superhero like Boy Wonder could not carry it. As Belle receives the trophy, she thinks how light it feels in her hand while the other ladies are lying on the floor recovering from carrying it. The previous winner, Princess Death, looks on with envy.

"Now that I am the Ultimate Goddess of all the entire Universes, you will ALL do my bidding from now on," she tells them.

"Yes Great Goddess Belle," they all reply.

"First then," she says, "I see from the bulge in your pants, Boy Wonder, that you like what I have become. Drop your pants and let us get to it!"

"YES MA'AM," he shouts as his giant man sausage bursts forth.

"In fact" says Belle "you can ALL join in the fun - I insist. It's my birthday, no harm can come to you."

"Yes Great Goddess Belle," they all reply, even Princess Death kneels down before her.'


So remember, children, we are ALL made from star stuff - we can all be heroes, and we don't need magic to help us.

*hugs* from Belle

Super Meg

Here's another great cartoon created for me by Taylorandtoons. I just love when people send me stuff, even if it takes me a while to get them up. Thanks so much Taylor

Luv ya,

Super Meg by ~TaylorandToons on deviantART

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Mavelicious Morphs of Me

I know, I know, it's been a while since I've blogged anything. I hope these amazing new morphs from Mav keep ya going.

Luv ya, Meg