EVA THE GIANTESS PART TWO
WRITTEN & SUBMITTED BY RAY
Hey boys! Ray wrote a second part to his giantess tale about an even more huge version of me. Like way more huge! Hope that you enjoy it, and please leave a comment if you like it ... he's keen to hear your feedback 😊
Goddess. That’s what she was. This tiny city she towered over was a manifestation of how she really felt…hell, she should be taller. That city should be the size of her toe.
Eva’s catwalk-style of getting to the city was excruciatingly slow for her, even though she was probably going hundreds of miles per hour. Two and a half miles of an eight-lane highway fell in the shadow of her foot.
Debriss from previous steps that had stuck to the outside of her stocking, and some that had slid into the holes in the weave of her stocking rained down. Rocks, busses, trees, and trains and debris from crushed cities fell.
The vehicles fell in a range of states, some almost entirely intact with screaming people inside, some all but flattened into a two-dimensional sheet. The sight was incredibly intense under the shadow of her foot on the little roadway. Wind picked 18 wheelers up and whirled them around like dust, Then the stocking enveloped ball of her foot came down in the distance.
Her toes were above and slowly came down on the road. The highway might have been spared under the massive space between her toes and the ball of her foot, but the stocking came down upon them. The fine strands almost imperceptible at her scale, were cables of coiling, slick, black crushing force, over 50 foot thick.
She wanted to tell the tiny city, “You’re mine now. I own you. You are my toys, my worshippers, my servants, my snacks, and you will all be my sacrifices.” She knew her voice could actually knock down skyscrapers. The thought made her tingle. She had such a primal need to dominate the little city, it existed solely because she allowed it… for now.
In a flash, belief structures were upturned, They had a woman, immense beyond anything they had ever seen besides the planet they clung to desperately, walking around their city, the very real, very powerful goddess they witnessed first hand was their new religion. They worshipped her. The true goddess.
Her toes sat down right next to a few dozen skyscrapers. Her big toe almost touched the nearest one, a banks headquarters built in the city only a decade ago pitched toward her toe as she let her foot sink into the soft ground. The sparkling glass of the mighty edifice fogged up from the heat from her foot, horrified business people tried to flee the side of the skyscraper closest to her foot, but were unable to move because of the tremors.
They witnessed the advancing toes rip through a mall as they swung forward at about 80 miles per hour blasting debris for miles, and saw her foot rest right on the sprawling highway that stood still with rush-hour traffic. Her big toe advanced on the skyscraper. Her toes appeared to be shorter than the skyscraper, but as her foot drew nearer, the reality dawned on them, that they were about half as tall…maybe.
Outside they could hear wrenching of metal, concrete collapsing and screams, both rising in a cacophony, and cutting short immediately in tremendous ripping and crushing noises. The fog on the windows grew thicker as her toes rested right outside the glass, almost as if she were playing a game with them.
10 WEEKS TO DO IT
I booked my hotel room for the Olympia this year. Just like last, I'll be going to watch the competitions, walk the floor, talk to friends, and do some photoshoots. My pics from Genex were awesome last year and I can't wait to shoot with him again! Hopefully I can do another two or three sessions above and beyond that. Vegas has so many amazing places to shoot.
Which means... I gotta get serious. I want to show a huge improvement over last year. I want to be bigger, harder, and leaner. I'll be one of the few ladies getting photos who *isn't* in competition shape, so this is my chance to show off how huge, powerful, and curvy I can be.
From the peaks of my biceps, to the swells of my pecs, to the bulge of my glutes, to the sweep of my quads, to the diamonds of my calves, and to the perfect soles of my bare feet... I want to be the ultimate expression of beautiful feminine strength.
I've got 10 weeks to do it. Cue the chicken breast and brown rice. Cue the superhuman workouts. Get ready to grow out of even more of my already too-small wardrobe. I'm gonna do this and nothing is going to stop me! Even if I need to shove a mountain or two out of the way ♥️
I'm so glad that all of you wonderful men are on this journey with me. Let's work together to get me more huge than you ever though possible!
Hey loves! One of my lovely fans on here wrote this story and I asked if I could share it with the rest of you. If you enjoy giantess fetish tales and you'd like to see me even bigger and stronger (to a crazy degree) then you might enjoy it!!!
He'd love to get feedback, so please leave a comment if you enjoyed it 🥰
EVA THE GIANTESS PART 1... BY RAY
Eva doubled over and moaned lightly. It wasn’t a moan of pain. It was pleasure.
She then started to swell in size, her clothes growing with her. The woman was about fifty feet now and still growing in size. The crowd too was growing around her as she took up all of the space on the side walk. She stood up and took a step back into the street, now about one hundred feet tall.
Her heel landed on the hood of a taxi. She looked down with a look of confusion that turned to satisfaction as the car was flattened under her foot. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” She said with a menacing smile. “I don’t know what’s happening, but this is pretty cool, I’m fucking HUGE! Let’s get more comfortable, shall we?”
She leaned back and exhaled in pleasure, her hips expanding to where they were crushing the buildings on either side of her. Cars were driving on sidewalks now, plowing over running people, forgoing the rules of the road just to get away from the outrageous occurrence.
She took one more step, putting her foot down with less care this time on top of the main road, and she didn’t notice the screaming people and 50 or so numerous fleeing cars that met their demise under her step. Those people screamed as a shadow covered them and they were crushed under an enormous bare foot. Now around 7,000 ft tall, she was absolutely enthralled by this new world “I don’t know how this happened, how I got so BIG, but it’s amazing, though. Would you just look at how small everything is?”
Around this time, a unit of Army helicopters sent to stop her flew right toward her chest/cleavage area before pumping off as many rounds of bullets as they could and pulling away at the last second. She felt like a god watching this pitiful attempt. “If you’re shooting at me, you should really try harder. Honestly, I can barely feel it.” She saw the helicopters flying away trying to escape. “Oh, no!” she said. “Not so fast, little ones. Get back here, I’m not finished with you.”
With that, the woman took two enormous steps, lifting her right foot over a row of buildings while her left foot followed and caught the tops of them, smashing right through them and coming down on top of a mall, erasing it. She easily caught up to the choppers. “How about this. I’ll give you three seconds to land in my palm. Those who don’t are just gonna get swatted. Understood?” Then she held out her palm at crotch level, and began counting down. “Three… Two…” A few of the fly-sized helicopters complied and landed in her palm. “One… Sorry, tiny soldiers. If you can’t follow orders then you’re not going to make it very far in the army.”
With that, she used her other hand and swiped in front of her thighs. All of the helicopters that were floating in the vicinity were destroyed. It looked kind of cool to her actually, just a line of tiny, bright explosions along her hand and wrist. She smirked again. Then she lifted her palm that held the compliant pilots up to her face. To the pilots who were caught in their choppers in the giantess’s palms, the movement up to her face was slow and agonizing. Many were still trapped in downed vehicles and were desperately trying to get out. Others had fallen into her palms. To them she was god.
Her enormous mouth was the size of the sky, her teeth as big as buildings and every time she opened her lips it was like they were looking up into a black hole. Further up were her eyes. Enormous, invasive eyes with giant feminine lashes that twitched and moved over them, judging them from above with ultimate power. When she brought them to her face, she could see several little glittering specks in her cupped hands. “Please, ma’am. We are authorized to fire upon you.”
“Oh please, hon,” she suddenly became serious. “You think you’re puny little toys can stop me?”
“Like, really… What were you all THINKING? I mean, it’s clear that you’re too small to cause any damage to me… I’m enormous! I mean, look at the size difference. You all are like flies. And you’re starting to annoy me like flies.
She looked closely at the tiny helicopters in her palm. She counted 7 of them. Their metal exteriors glittered in the sunlight.
She then shook her hand. It was a small movement to her, but it caused all of the helicopters to fall over onto their sides, some clearly damaged in the process. Some were smoldering in tiny puffs of smoke. It wasn’t like how a puff of smoke should look- it was far more detailed and intricate. She then noticed that one of the glittery specks was on fire. In the same way, the fire should have looked like a candle flame, but instead it took on the shape of a fully raging combustion, only intensely miniaturized. “My GOD you all are pathetic. I’m not sparing any of you.”
With that she closed her hand on them, crushing all 7 choppers into nothing. She felt a brief crumbling in her palm. It was a feeling she had never experienced; the idea of how powerful she was finally sunk in. She had just dominated an entire fleet of choppers the US Army sent to stop her with nothing but her hand…
“Yuck,” she finally said, and then brushed her hands off on her butt. She finally decided that she had taken care of all of the choppers and looked around, the area at her feet was a mess. Buildings and roads had been crushed and flattened. Plumes of smoke rose from still-burning fires. To her, it was really just a big pile of smoldering debris. “What a mess. Well, I can’t say I didn’t enjoy that…” She had found something completely new and intoxicating, and she had given in to it.
Eva was very much enjoying her new self. As she walked away another Army unit, a large group of tanks an artillery were flattened under her pretty feet, their existence never even noticed by her, she didn’t even feel them as they were turned into two dimensional sheets of metal under her powerful soles. Heavy smoke began to form in the city from all the destruction. It wafted up around her torso, and she waved it away with her hands.
“Look at all the damage I caused! Well, I should apologize to the taxpayers of this little town.” Her smile grew even wider and her eyes sparkled in delight. “But I don’t feel the need to. In fact, I don’t think I have to apologize to anyone anymore.” And with that she straightened back up. Looking down, still smiling amusedly, she took a casual step forward. Her foot came down on top of an intersection, and with it several dozen cars and a News reporter whose live coverage suddenly was cut to static after a final view of her massive foot descending from the heavens.
I go to bars by myself pretty often these days.
As you guys know, I travel quite a bit for work. The days are long, and more often than not, my coworkers don't feel like doing much after dinner. Not me, though. I love soaking in the local flavor of places that I'm visiting. And quite honestly.. I enjoy the attention.
So this past Saturday, I put on kind of a default outfit for me. Tiny stretchy half top. Short daisy dukes that barely cover my ass. Delicate sandals. I got in a quick workout at the hotel gym to look extra pumped for my arrival.
And it didn't disappoint! I entered a fairly crowded bar and immediately the people close to the entrance stopped and stared. I scanned the room and realized that, YES -- I'm the biggest and strongest person inside. As usual.
I can't tell you guys how that makes me feel. You're probably some of the only men who can understand this emotion.. but having the biggest muscles makes me feel powerful beyond description. I get the confidence of a superhuman. It wasn't always like this... just a few years ago I would have been pretty sheepish in there on my own. But now, I just fucking own it. Bulging muscles on display. Miles of bare skin. Thick nipples posting through my top. Enormous glutes threatening to rip my shorts. My legs cording up with thick muscle with very step of my beautiful polished toes.
As I walked through the room, the crowd parted to let me through. Any girl will tell you that this is NOT the norm. Usually we have to quietly squeeze through and hope that men will willingly make way. But this is no longer a concern for me. My bulging muscles project my strength to anyone looking, and it's just a natural reaction to let me pass. No one wants to get shoved aside by my massive body. Not that I'd really notice.
I took a seat at the bar and ordered my first drink. I'm intentionally leaning in so that my thick pecs will strain against my top. The bartender - a normal guy with a goatee - is already struggling with his words. I sit on the edge of my stool, knowing that my solid ass cheeks are both hanging off the edge, bisected by a thin piece of denim running straight up the middle. I slip off my sandals, allowing my beautiful soles to breathe.
And from there, I just settle in. I have my drinks and check my phone. A few different guys approached me throughout the night. They were all polite, but I wasn't in the mood to me.et anyone. Just to feel beautiful and powerful in my own skin. To inspire that delicious mix of lust and envy in those who are looking at me. And to think about you guys.. and all of the wonderful comments that you leave for me.
I say it a lot but it's true... your support is a HUGE driver for my growth. I want to get bigger for you. I want to blow you mind with my muscles. I want to be more immense than you thought possible. It's tough for a normal dude at a bar to compete with all of you incredible men, so I packed up after two drinks and headed out. Hopefully I inspired some dreams amongst the patrons that night. And hopefully this little story inspires some dreams in you! ❤️
Love,
Eva
Hello to all of my new followers!!! I have a free subscription video for everyone. After a hard day at work, I can't wait to fall into my cozy bed and relax.
I'm so glad that you're there to pamper and appreciate my pretty feet and soft, delicious soles. How about you tell me what happens after you're finished paying attention to them 😊
So... yesterday was kind of a dream come true.
If you don't already recognize this man, his name is Kai Greene. An absolute LEGEND in the world of bodybuilding, and a successful actor and artist in his own right. He has almost 8 million followers on IG, and was in town to shoot instructional videos at the famous Venice Beach Golds Gym.
He entered the building with a small film crew and we briefly made eye contact. Kai smiles and says "don't I know you?!?"
I'm like... stunned. I kind of trip over my own words. I tell him that we haven't met, but I certainly know him.
It turns out that Kai is a big fan of "Female Bicep Mania" on Instagram. It's a shout-out page where I currently hold the title of the most favorited model. Kai has seen my featured pics there and been watching my page for the past 18 months. He follows me with an incognito account.
Anyway, he was singing my praises before this. "Mama, you're fucking huge! You're going to be a star!" He asked me to flex and put his hands on my bicep. Called it a "freaking mound."
Like I've met lots of pro bodybuilders and we've done our share of mutual muscle compliments, but this was nuts. He has a crowd following him everywhere he goes, so I felt like I was bathing in a bit of his stardom afterwards.
And I didn't mention this.. but pretty sure I've got bigger thighs :-)
*Under Our Soles*
Hi boys!
I have some photos from one of our recent Foot Worship events. You may have heard me mention them a few times in the past. They take place here every six weeks or so, and it's this fun party where guys can worship the feet and legs of a whole range of different girls.
It's been a trip for me, as I'm officially the most popular model at the whole event. Although I'm pretty and I have nice feet... the competition on those two fronts is considerable. A lot of the girls are younger and are prettier (in a conventional way) than I am. And most of the guys at the event are indifferent about my muscles, or maybe even a bit intimidated by them.
What puts me at #1 is my attitude, and I have you wonderful men to thank for it. You can see what I'm wearing. I walk in a tiny top, those sexy booty shorts with my butt hanging out, and a simple pair of flip flops. All of our incredible chats and custom videos have given me the attitude of a goddess, and that can prove irresistible to guys.
I walk into the party with total confidence and superiority. I know that I'm the most powerful there. I know that I'm the most desired there. Like I say in my videos... things that are impossible for those men to do are effortless for me. So even if muscles aren't their thing, worshipping the body of a sexy and cocky woman is very arousing. I don't have to talk tough or curse. Just a quick bounce of my pecs and it's clear who's in control.
You can see a photo of one of our best clients at the event. He absolutely adores feet, and usually pays for 10 to 12 girls to put their feet on him at once. He's been in the scene for over 15 years. But once he met me, he's made my feet his exclusive for anything oral. My feet are the only ones that he kisses. The only ones that he licks. The only ones allowed inside his mouth. He'll willingly abstain so that the experience of tasting my toes once a month or so is that much more intense.
OMG it makes me feel so powerful. So adored. Every day I'm sooo grateful for wonderful guys like you and him. Who would have ever imagined that there's this incredible community that wants me to be huge and strong even more than I want it for myself. What an awesome feedback loop. All of your attention and support is the biggest motivation possible for me to keep GROWING!
Hey boys!
Not sure what plans you have for the weekend -- but I hope that they include my bulging, mountainous biceps 😋
A little man named Owen commissioned this quick video. He graciously allowed me to share it, so that everyone can appreciate just how unmatched and physically superior I am to him. Enjoy!
*When Did You Get Implants*
Hello boys, it's time for a new story! I went on a quick trip out of town this past weekend and saw some extended family members for a Labor Day get together. Like my recent work meetings, I haven't seen many of these people since late 2019. By and large, they're not aware of my 25lb transformation, and their reactions to my new size and power are just delicious. A few takeaways that you might enjoy....
1) One of my cousins is a nurse for a Plastic Surgeon. Years and years ago we spoke of breast augmentation (aka boob jobs), as I've always been lacking in that department. After exchanging our pleasantries, she grabbed my hand and said... "OMG Eva, you finally got them!"
A comment like this would have made me feel so awkward in the past. Very few people understand my desire for huge muscles, and I always felt a twinge of shame. Not any more. Showing off and growing for you guys has given me total confidence. I quickly corrected her and said... "oh no, these are actually all real. And all muscle." I smirked and bounced these two muscular boulders on my chest and loved watching her eyes get as wide as saucers. As usual, I wasn't wearing a bra, so you could easily see these thick bulging pecs rolling and bulging against the thin, gauzy fabric of my dress. It's been insanely hot out here, but I could feel my temperature shooting up even more as showing off got me instantly excited.
I used to also feel ashamed when my nipples would get engorged from arousal. But it's basically my default state these days, LOL. Given how thick and pumped my pecs are, it makes total sense that my nipples would be prominent and powerful too.
2) My cousin Steve was there. Steve is actually a economist by trade, but historically was the most fit person in our overall family. He's does crossfit and "functional strength" stuff, and would always be in strict control of his diet. He's that boring guy who turns down all of the cake and brings his own chicken and rice to the meal.
Steve loves to get attention for his body, and he'll be the first to refer to himself as "jacked" or "brolic." He'll flex in photos and have little kids hang off of his biceps. That whole thing.
Well guys... I couldn't tell you how exciting it was to see Steve and realize that I'm now SOOO much bigger than him. OMG, it was honestly overwhelming. I realize that only a crazy person would say this, but I never claimed to not be insane.
Steve is a bit taller than me (he's about 5'11, I'm 5'9"), but I outweigh him by a full 25lb. He's a bit leaner than me, but not much. Which means I've got a HUGE amount of muscle on him. His arms are maybe 16"... mine are nearly 18". Our legs have no comparison whatsoever. Whatever gains he has, my muscles have totally eclipsed. He might be able to impress normal people with his physique, but he's simply no where near my league.
The funny part is how none of this was spoken about. For a guy who talks about lifting and muscles all freaking day, he didn't make a single comment to me. Didn't acknowledge my new physique. Didn't want to tell me about his adventures in deadlifting and whatnot. He told nearly everyone else about this stuff BUT me.
And it was so hot to realize... this is envy. He's envious and in denial. Another family member - a woman no less - came in and completely smashed the most important part of his identity. My smooth, beautiful muscles have the size and power that he's only dreaming of. I have the extreme strength. NOT HIM. And I didn't have to stay anything or brag or taunt him. Just my presence.. a bulging muscle goddess in a thin Summer dress... was enough to emasculate him.
I'm grateful that you guys understand me, because it got so exciting that I was honestly overwhelmed at times. Being called a goddess all of the time gets into my head. Being told that the world should fall at my feet gets into my head. I guess I'm just embracing the role that you wonderful men have given me.
I can't wait to get even bigger!!
Their names were Ron, Eric, and Dave
This past weekend I went camping in a site not too far from Los Angeles. As the sun started to set and the light became golden, I searched out a spot that was nicely bathed in sunlight and fairly open behind me. The only clearing was next to camp with three nature photographers (named above).
They were average guys. Probably in their 40's or 50's. I came to find out that all three were married, and they get away every couple of months to shoot pics of birds during the day and the stars at night.
I had on one of my favorite outfits that day. My denim shorts are cut right up to the bottom of the rear pockets, allowing my massive glutes to spill out from behind. My stretchy bra top is fairly thin and light, and it totally shows my firm nipples and the muscular bulges of my pecs. And my sneakers are transparent... showing my cute polished toes to anyone looking down.
This would be a provocative outfit for any girl. But on my goddess physique, it's absolutely stunning to the average man. And I mean literally stunning. They often find it hard to speak when I open a conversation.
They were standing and chatting as I sauntered over to their camp. Every step would make my legs bunch and cord with muscle, and I'm sure that a confident smirk went across my face. I stood before them and put my hands on my feminine hips. They stared. I was the first to talk.
"Hi guys, I'm Eva. How is your day going?"
Ron introduced himself and his two friends. He spoke nervously, telling me about their photography group and how difficult it was to set up the camp. His friends chimed in from time to time, but all three sets of eyes were locked on me the entire time. They stared at my body from head to toes. Their faces had a look of excitement and wonder. I could sense the nervousness in their voices.
Guys... this is often one of the most delicious benefits of being so huge. Getting attention from men is easy if you're pretty. It's even easier if you wear a revealing outfit. But inspiring this crazy mixture of lust, respect, and intimidation...that's something that only someone very powerful can do.
I asked if I could take photos in this little clearing by their camp. Eric asked "what are you going to shoot?" After all, this was arguably the least scenic spot on the mountain.
Sometimes I can't believe how confident I feel these days, but two years of adoration and body worship will put you on an ego trip, lol. I raised my right arm and flashed a smile. "I need to get photos of these big muscles, Eric." Their reaction was AMAZING! You guys are clearly familiar with how huge bodybuilders look when they flex. But you know... average dudes aren't really looking at 18" biceps all day like we are. When I really show off my muscles, it's just awe inspiring for them. I followed up with... "since you're a photographer... maybe you wouldn't mind shooting them."
Eric quickly and graciously agreed. I pulled my shorts up to bring them right in between my powerful ass cheeks. As his friends looked on, I went through my typical posing routine, smiling broadly with each flex, and feeding off their excitement. As married men, they were cautious with their praise ("ummm that looks good Eva, I got that"), but I could tell how aroused they were. I was definitely the most powerful woman that they've ever encountered. Probably the most powerful *person*. As my body bulged in my tiny clothes, I got so excited to imagine them dreaming of me later on. And dreaming of me when they're with their wives.
Plus it turns out that Eric is a pretty good photographer. I hope that these pics are just as sexy for you to look at, as they were for me to create 😊
*HOLY SHIT*
Santa Monica, California. 10PM. That's what he said when I walked by.
I was out on my own, going to me//et a some friends at a bar called "The Misfit." It's kind of an upscale place, but this is still LA, and people do dress casually. Dress codes aren't really enforced, but they're especially not enforced for women.
I wore almost the exact outfit as in this photo... that stretchy sports bra, those cute denim shorts, and a sexy pair of flat sandals. I was way underdressed for the bar scene, but I don't care. I want attention. I want to be on display. I want to inspire that awesome mixture of lust, wonder, and intimidation amongst all the men inside.
After recovering from COVID, I've been an absolute beast with training. Making up for lost time with 4500 cal a day and four awesome, punishing workouts. My muscles feel ENORMOUS right now. LIke they've been inflated. I feel strong enough to deadlift a city bus.
So... I walked down the street with total confidence. A small group of guys in their 20s were walking towards me. The usual SoCal bros in shorts and baseball hats. Already kind of dru//nk as people get dru//nk early here.
I felt positively superhuman compared to them. They seemed to be the type to lift every now and then, but my muscles were TOTALLY out of their league. I made eye contact with one of them, and he uttered a loud "Holy shit" to his friends.
Not a rude "holy shit." Not a sarcastic "holy shit." But a genuine remark of awe upon seeing a beautiful woman with more muscle than he could ever hope to possess. My bare arms and legs bulged with power and my cute pink toes danced on the concrete as I strutted by him and flipped my hair.
I hope that I inspired some new fantasies in him. And I hope that this story inspires them in you! 😊
Quick Customs Break for Covid
Hey loves! Just a quick note: I came down with Covid about 6 days ago. It's been super mild all along and I'm almost back to 100% I had a day of low-grade fever and some throat irritation. My voice has been hoarse to a somewhat comical degree, but other than that I'm feeling generally healthy.
I have not been able to go to the gym for a little over a week though. As such, I have to push out any pending custom videos to next Tuesday or Wednesday at the earliest. I always train the morning of shoot days so that I look as full and pumped as I can for you guys!
I should be totally clear and negative by tomorrow or Monday, and be ready to work out like a maniac and shoot your custom by the middle of next week. So if I owe you a video, please just hang on... it won't be much longer!
A More Dominant and Commanding Eva?
I started this account about a year and a half ago. Despite my size and strength then, I was a bit shy to show it off as much as I wanted to. I posed a lot, but things were restrained. You can see some awkwardness and reluctance on my part. Even though I desperately wanted this muscular body, I was sort of embarrassed to fully own it.
Well, times have changed... to say the least!
18 months later, I'm bigger by a factor of almost 25lb of pure muscle. I've done hundreds of custom videos for you absolutely wonderful men. I've showed my biceps, my pecs, my lats, my thighs, my calves, my glutes, and my feet.
I've fulfilled countless requests to compare my muscles with a male's. To call that man a weakling. To assert my power and superiority. To describe how I could press him above my head or pin him beneath my toes.
And... like... I guess that you could say this went to my head. This swaggering pic was taken before I walked out into Las Vegas. In those shorts. At 6PM in the evening. I used to feel uncomfortable if people stared at me. And now I just think... of course they're staring. They're lucky to even see a woman as powerful as me. Lucky to be briefly in my presence. Why ever would I want to cover up all of these immense muscles and soft, radiant skin?
So... I think you're going to see a new side of me in the coming months. A stronger and more dominant side. And to match, I'd love to hear about your wishes and your fantasies for me. I want to hear about you cumming over my pictures and videos. What parts in particular send you over the edge. I want to know what you dream about when you think of me.
I hope that you guys are ready. This is going to be a wild ride!
Hi boys!
This past week was a quick work trip to Las Vegas. It was the biggest gathering that I've attended since 2019 (pre-pandemic) and I met with lots of people who I haven't seen in three years, and many people that I encountered for the first time.
And as you'd expect, my huge muscles often took center stage 😊. Outside of one frankly huge powerlifter guy, I was the biggest and strongest person out of the hundreds who gathered. Even though I've always been tall, all of this new mass and strength has given me so much confidence.
When I'm speaking and gesturing with my hands, I can see their eyes roaming over my bulging arms.
When I'm talking to a man one-on-one, I can see his gaze drop to my thick, pulsing pecs.
I can feel them watching my thighs bunch up with power as I strut into a room on my pretty pedicured feet.
Like everyone else, I used to sheepishly ask "excuse me" to make my way through a crowd. These days, people tend to move apart to let me walk through. I don't have to ask. It's a primitive instinct when they're in the presence of someone with such obvious strength and power.
Let me tell you: it's absolutely intoxicating 😊. I love how my muscles do so much talking for me. I love how they can command this wonderful mix of lust, wonder, and respect. And when I'm interacting with a bunch of men, it's lovely to think about how many of them will fantasize about me, and dream of worshipping my body the next time that they touch themselves.
It's good to be a goddess ❤️. Thank you for all of your support and encouragement! I'm still very much at the beginning of this journey!
I hope that you guys are well! I’m on the road for work but had time for an AMAZING session at the famous Dragon’s Lair of Las Vegas! Gotta keel growing!!!
Hi boys! I hope that you had an amazing weekend! I was already modeling these shiny tights for some custom videos, so I figured I'd show off my thick muscles and silky legs for everyone on here 😊❤️
Make your muscle fantasies come true with your own custom video! I'm shooting Thurs, July 22nd (tomorrow). This is going to be my *only* shoot date for the next few weeks, so don't miss out!
At 225lbs, this is the MOST MUSCULAR that I've ever been, and I can't wait to show you how incredibly strong and massive I am 😊.
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* The videos are for your eyes only, and will not be posted anywhere else at any time. I also ask that you keep them for yourself only as well.
Some themes that I’ve done are:
1) Private posing and muscle talk: I’ll flex my immense muscles for you and talk about how big I am, and how amazing it feels to be this strong. If you like, I can say your name and talk to you personally in the video.
2) Comparison and light humiliation: You can send me your size and how much you can lift. I’ll compare that to my superior physique and brag about how much larger and more powerful I am compared to you. I can be cute and playful or a little bit mean.
3) Calf focus: truth be told, I might have the best calves on Earth. I LOVE showing them off, and I can run them through a mind-blowing series of poses.
4) Super strength fetish: I can make myself as strong as you desire! Whether it's benching 1000lb, lifting cars, lifting mountains, or causing earthquakes with my footsteps... I'm an excellent actress and I love to role play as a true SUPERgirl.
5) Feet and leg posing: as an experienced foot model, I love to show the fine details of my pretty toes, smooth soles, and high arches. I have really sexy black, nude, and fishnet pantyhose if you like that! I’m also great at classic pinup poses, leg crossing, and shoe dangling.
6) Giantess themes: I can stomp on little gummy bears or figurines. Imagine yourself cowering in fear at the enormous muscle goddess above you!
7) I’m open to other ideas and fantasies that you may have too! Just note that I don’t offer nudity and I don’t offer anything explicitly pornographic. But if you like huge shapely muscles and delicious, suckable feet then I’m your girl. 😃
Hi loves... hope that you're having a great Summer! It's been a while, but I haven't been resting on my laurels. I'm still lifting and pumping and growing and gaining! Just in case you thought these muscles are just for show... how about I demonstrate how insignificant a solid wooden chair is against my unstoppable strength 😋.
As always, I'd love to hear how this video makes you feel!
Happy July 4th to all of you wonderful men! I hope that your day is filled with family, fireworks, cookouts, and beautiful daydreams of thick, bulging muscles 😊
Almost one year to the day… I returned to this mirror with 15lb more of muscle and WAY more confidence. It’s hard not to feel a little bit goddess-like when you’re this big and powerful 🥰🥰
I know that you guys my love work stories. This time, I took some photos so you can visualize it better.
Today we had about 4 hours of meetings in this big room. I was sitting in the chair behind me, underneath a small halogen key light. For whatever reason, they have a mirror (which I'm shooting in) at the front of the room.
So... imagine that I was sitting there for hours, with an overhead light on me, and looking right into a mirror.
And all I could think for the entire time was.... I AM FUCKING HUGE NOW.
Like I couldn't believe it. My muscles are just enormous! I'm knocking on the door of 225lb, and it really shows. My shoulders are capped and thick, my pecs are full and heaving, and my arms are getting absolutely monstrous. I'd tense my arm, thrilling at the site of my own biceps bulging and surging. I'd brush away my hair, loving how all of those muscles just erupt and swell with that simple motion.
And the best part? Every other person in this meeting was a male. They're wearing a mixture of suits and dress shirts. Mostly middle aged. Mostly out of shape. And here I am looking like a literal goddess in this tight, short dress. My muscles are bigger than they could ever dream of. And they can't avoid seeing it.... so much of my glorious body is up for show. My strength is enough to bring them to their knees. I'm confident, intelligent, and more physically powerful then they've ever seen.
With all of my new size I do notice that men behave differently around me. Not everyone is attracted to big muscles, but everyone respects them. And as I've ascended to be the most muscular person in my social circles (by a long shot), then it's impossible not to notice me. To see my big cords of strength bulging under my soft skin. To see my tree-trunk thighs flex and surge with every step.
And the best part? I'm nowhere close to done. If they think that I'm immense now, wait until they see me next year :-)
My friend Paige is going to compete for the first time since 2019 and I couldn’t be more excited for her.
I’m lucky to train with her a few times a month, and my big muscles owe quite a big debt to her - and to you wonderful guys! I doubt that I could have reached this size without her guidance and your encouragement. If you want biceps that are 18” of unstoppable feminine power, then it truly takes a village💪🏻.
I’ll be traveling this week so I won’t be shooting any customs, but I’ll be back to check in with you guys during my trip 😘
One of my fans on Twitter made this photo collage and OMG… I love it so much!! Where do I sign up to get this big? 🥰🥰. And look at how tiny those people are… even compared to just my little toes 😊
I was so excited to pose for you lovely men after having a huge dinner! My diet is now adjusted to 5500 calories so I can properly feed these muscles and KEEP GROWING! I wouldn't usually shoot a video after a huge meal, but just know that the extra food in my tummy at night means extra muscle on my body in the morning 😊
