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Two muscle goddesses DESTROY THE WORLD with the power of their superhuman FUCKING!

“Aren’t these orgasms enough for you already?” Apparently they were, for the princess was once again moaning and howling to the moon. “Alright, then!” The Queen firmed her fingers. “I’ll give you all the orgasms you demanded!” She slapped her enormous bum. “I see you can take it, big girl!”

“FUUUUCK!! STOP FUCKING TALKING AND MAKE ME CUUUUUM-OOOOOHH!!!” Just as the princess screamed, her body was frozen under a million orgasms per second and counting. By the way the Queen annihilated her cunt, that milestone had not only been reached, but thrashed with ease, the numbers of orgasms blasting through one and half million per second, and then some!

The princess sank her fists on the ground and crushed it. The stone turned to dust under her mighty grip, and her scream literally split the skies. “FUUUCK!! SO GOOD!!” She screamed so many times the Queen’s ears began to hurt, and she massacred that cunt until her fingers were bruised and her bones about to crack.

“By the gods, you’re almost literally made of iron!” The oceans of squirt splashed on her face, almost washing her body away. “Fucking… die, you fucking cunt!!”

But Diane, amidst that delirious deluge of orgasms, calmly lifted her head and stared at her queen, flaunting a calm, placid smile in her face. “Is this really all… FUCK!!!… that you can do??!”

Diane then flipped her body on the Queen, who screamed as she felt her own cunt pierced by the princess’s fingers. Diane gave her a wicked smile, and the Queen had no doubt that she was going to thrash her cunt even more mercilessly than he had thrashed hers.

“Please, Diane!” The Queen rolled her eyes and spread her legs. “P-p-please!!”

Diane masturbated her. The orgasms were immediate. The Queen screamed and jumped on the ground, cracking it with her massive body, making them both sink gradually deeper into the wide, sprawling crater. Just as Diane had suffered and withered under millions of orgasms, so was the Queen about to suffer the same fate now—a million orgasms per second and counting, the mighty princess easily and quickly beating her in her own game, using her own technique so masterfully and perfectly against her!

“You fucking…!!” The Queen tried to scream, but she was losing her fucking mind in the process! “Oh, you fucking…!!” Her voice was then silenced for good, taken by so many orgasms that her whole body became as stiff as iron.

The orgasms multiplied, making her sight blur and blank. She was seeing millions of lightning bolts in front of her, and her insides really seemed like they were burning under a lightning storm.

The Queen screamed, ailed, and despaired, and her cunt soon outpaced Diane’s own in the size and strength of its loads—not that it made a great difference at that point, as both goddesses were cumming so hard that the entire island was leaking with their juices.

“GAAAWD!! OH, GOD!!!” Diane screamed, still torturing that cunt with as many orgasms as possible.

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!!” The Queen found some strength to counter-attack the muscled goddess and, uninhibited by her superior power, crammed her finger into her cunt, striking her with just as many orgasms.

Both bitches came, both bitches screamed, and their bodies jumped and quivered so hard that the island quickly unraveled. They felt the ocean waters crashing against their bodies, with thousands of masses of stone falling in all directions, some of them hitting their backs and crashing over their muscles—which were too hard to even notice a thing.

“Fuck yeah, fuck yeah!!” The Queen panted, surprisingly calm amidst those tortuous orgasms. “FUCK YEAH, BITCH!!!” An explosion. A burst of light. Diane was briefly blinded as a sun seemed to have exploded in her face, and then she felt her body pushed and crushed under the waters, hurled by a growing mass as hard as steel. «Fuck!» She knew what it was all about. «She’s growing!» Her body trembled in excitement. «She’s fucking bulking!»

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Two goddesses of destruction fight and wrestle until their very isles sink underwater! A BLOODY, BRUTAL tale of CUM and PAIN!

Diane was a generous demigoddess: while the Queen serviced herself on the princess’s neck, she squeezed her cooch and sank her fingers slowly inside the Queen’s, fondling it with enough power to soon have the royal moaning in her ears.

Not one to be left behind, though, the Queen quickly came down to explore Diane’s back, squeezing her buttocks, spreading them apart, and piercing her anus with three fingers. “Oh, yeah, baaaby!!” The princess rolled her eyes and moaned. “Fuck!! Shit!! Fuck my ass so gooooood!!”

“You don’t know how good I’m gonna give ya!” The Queen surprised Diane by fingering her cunt with her other hand, doubly-stimulating her until the Princess nearly lost control of her movements.

“Fuck!” She smiled with her eyes closed, and then she kissed the Queen’s face as if paying her tribute, thanking her for those masterful strokes. “Wow, you’re good!” Bouts of pleasure made her muscles shake and harden. “Fuck!! Wow!! Oh, by the gods!!” The fire grew. “By!! The gods!!”

The Queen smiled, upping the pace of her double-masturbation. “You can stop fingering me, if you want.” She kissed the princess’s neck, adding a new layer a pleasure to her orgasms. “You pay me back later.”

“Oh, god!!” Diane was too proud to let go off her so quickly, but… damn! If that pleasure wasn’t incredible! “By the gods, you’re good!!”

“It’s time for you to learn what really made me a Queen.” She licked Diane’s neck. “Relax, my darling, and… enjoy the ride.” She picked up both the pace and the strength of her fingering.

“FUCK…!!” All the air was sucked out of her breast. She heard the squishing sounds of her cunt and anus being stimulated while the Queen licked her nape and sucked her breasts, sometime slurping around her armpits, tasting her sweat and cleaning her body like a cat.

“You’re so tasty!” The Queen paid special attention to her armpits, sucking all the sweat and blood on them before laying her mouth on the princess’s breast and suckling on it not like a toddler, but as a thirsty calf.

Diane was moaning loudly, and eventually she was howling to the moon, barely believing the scorching intensity of the fire that consumed her. «This is seriously… aah!!» She wiggled her waist, twerking reflexively as the masturbation overtook her senses. She was crying and panting, hugging the Queen harder and sinking her teeth on her shoulder, taking a massive bite of her muscles.

“Harder.” The Queen commanded, making her motions so much more relentless. The princess bit her harder until she felt her teeth caving into her skin. “Harder.” The Queen ordered again, torturing her with yet stronger, more merciless motions, prying her pussy and making it drool on the ground while the princess puffed and moaned:

“Fuck… you bitch!!” She bit the Queen with outstanding force, sinking her teeth on her muscles, feeling the blood pour into her mouth and slide down on the Queen’s back. “Fuck!!” She bit harder, realizing she was on the edge of a massive…

“Orgasm, my dear? Okay.” The Queen smiled. “How many orgasms do you want?” She was already cumming, of course, but the type of orgasms the Queen referred to was much stronger than those run-of-the-mill ones the princess was having.

The young woman bit her harder, drinking from her blood, all while quivering and shaking much stronger on the ground, making its cracks grow and multiply. The Queen fingered her harder, drawing panting, gasping moans from the bitch.

“Fuck!! Oh, gods!! Hera!!” She asked for divine help, but none would come. “Oh, Hera, please!!” The squishing sounds on her cunt were ferocious when the Queen repeated her question:

“How many orgasms? Just say a number and I’ll deliver it to you.”

Diane laughed. “Are you, cunt? Then fine. A million orgasms, that’s what I want!”

“A million? Pff!” The queen scoffed. “Are you sure that’s all you can t-?”

“Shut up, bitch! I didn’t say a million orgasms in total!” She bit the Queen’s earlobes before laying in her ears her utmost desire: “I meant a million orgasms… per second!” The Queen raised one eyebrow. “Oh. Now we’re talking.” She gently nodded, sucking the princess’s neck. “Fine. A million orgasms per second it is.”

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The Instructress screamed. Her gushes of squirt were interrupted every time the princess hit her. Her entire body seemed to catch fire, and her glutes were quickly desensitized. They were both 69-ing each other, both only Diane was now acting upon the pussy of her lover. The instructress was suffering too much and cumming too hard to focus on Diane’s gushing cunt. Still, the princess came gallons through her cunt, for the pleasure of domination was much greater than that of the matriarch’s tongue.

“I will destroy you.” The princess’s cunt drilled the insides of her master. “Let me show you how a teenager can pound another woman like a bull!” Diane slowly pulled her head back, taking out inch after inch of her god-tongue from that pussy. The Instructress was already screaming for mercy, feeling all her insides unravel and her body implode.

“PLEASE!!” The tears fell in cataracts from her face. “DIANE!! PLEASE, STOP!!” Though the princess had only started penetrating her, the Instructress felt literally more pleasure than she did with all the girls she had fucked in her life. “I… I-I!!… I CAN’T TAKE IT!! YOUR POWER!!! DIANE, YOUR POWER IS JUST TOO MUUUUUCH!!!” Every word the Instructress screamed reeked with agony, and the explosions from her cunt didn’t lie: the woman was experiencing, by far, the single biggest, strongest orgasms of her life… and the princess hadn’t even started with her!

“Disappointing.” Diane muttered, removing inch after inch, very slowly, of her tongue from that cunt. “I expected more of you, my master.” Her tongue and her face were being showered by that thick, sweet cunt nectar. Diane had about forty inches of god-tongue, with half of it crammed and curled inside the vagina, overfilling it and the womb, throbbing and stimulating hundreds of erogenous spots simultaneously and driving the woman to madness… and then beyond!

“DIANE!!” Her screams were arousing. She could taste the blood of the torn cunt along with its gallons of juices. Diane retrieved as much of her tongue as she could, with ten inches curled up in a ball inside the Instructress. The poor woman unraveled harder and faster than expected, shaking and convulsing at mercy of those orgasms. “GODS!!” Her screams almost struck pity in Diane’s heart. “GODS, PLEASE…!! SAVE ME!!” The princess could feel her tears in her thighs. The Instructress was a mere shell of her former self, and she was about to be undone even further.

“One.” Diane counted, cryptically, and then she inserted the thirty extra inches of her tongue back in the woman. Bulk after bulk after bulk of flesh filled her womb to the brim, stretching her waist loudly. Diane didn’t push that womb up, but instead curled the tongue as she shoved it in, adding a tremendous volume to the woman’s body. Suddenly, it all looked as if the Instructress carried over fifteen babies in her belly.

“Two.” Diane pulled her tongue and thrust it back in again. The Instructress was no longer screaming; she was just cumming. Even her gallons of squirts were interrupted by a shock in her body: her tits swelled and exploded with milk threads from her nipples. She was stiff, but vibrating, her face frozen in perpetual horror. Only faint, desperate whimpers got out of her throat, like the yelps of a helpless dog, and the princess couldn’t help but to feel even more aroused by the sorry state she left her master in. “Three.” She thrust her tongue. “Four.” She thrust it again. “Five. Six. Seven…” She stopped counting as her tongue really got to pounding that cunt. After about twenty mad blows, the pussy squirted nectar back into her face, and the splashes reached as far as the trees around them. Diane was drilling squirt from her cunt, extracting gallons from every blow, as if the tip of her tongue struck wells filled with lube, deliciously bathing herself on that endless offering.

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[NEW SERIES] Demigoddess VS. Legendary Warrior! Two super-powered, uber-muscular Amazons swell to titanic dimensions!!

Her nipples were so hard they flashed though the cloth. That uniform was designed specifically to prevent incidents such as these, but its designer probably didn’t take into account the power and hardness of an Amazon goddess. Even when Diane stood perfectly still, her breasts were wobbling and bouncing on their own. «It’s the milk,» she pondered, shaking her chest just a little, feeling the sloshing of the thick liquid inside her bosom.

Her mammalian glands were full. Really full! She always felt an intense pressure in those breasts, but almost always managed to get by. Almost. The situation only grew uncomfortable in the heat of a battle, and it wasn’t uncommon for the goddess to be punched in the stomach and unwittingly squirt gallons of milk in an enemy’s face.

“Isn’t there anything I can do about this?” She had asked one of those very same sisters one day, when she was still in good standing with the Amazons. The sister she sook help with was a massive, dark-skinned beauty who nonetheless could barely speak straight when seeing (and touching!) Diane’s exposed breasts. Still, she did her best to remain professional.

“Diane, look at you.” She pointed to the goddess’s body. “You’re leagues ahead anything anyone of us could ever ask for.” She bowed before her princess, humbled and infatuated. “My goddess, you are a thousand times more woman than we’re ever going to be. Your massive bosom, also lush and full of milk, is a blessing you will need to get used to.” Diane couldn’t help but to catch her friend’s desirous biting of her lips. “You’re the absolute female. The perfect woman. I’m am all but honored to serve you…” Her words almost dissipated in the air, “and get the honor of seeing your full, mm, beauty so up-close.”

Diane had her torso completely naked to that friend, and a tight skirt and two bracelets were her only uniform for that check-up. Her massive legs were crossed, which made them look ever more obscene then they were when separated. Diane saw how her friend’s eyes wandered between her tits and her abs, then her abs and her legs all the time, never knowing where to focus. All of her was just too irresistible for even that big, experienced Amazon to keep her cool.

The princess put her arms on the stone bed she was sitting and leaned back gently. The ten powerful muscles of her abs rippled like leather straps, and the friend audibly shivered as she saw them get much more ripped, bloated, and prominent than her own had ever been. “My g-goddess,” she looked up to the princess with a little bit of despair. “Why do you show off like that.”

Diane was legitimately puzzled. “Show off? What do you mean?” She looked down and made an effort to see her belly, but she couldn’t manage it; her massive bosom stood in the way. “Am I being immodest?”

The older Amazon no longer knew what was fun and what was flirtation. “You know you are, my queen.” Still, seeing the honestly confused expression of her princess, the Amazon continued: “even though you know you are beautiful, you have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?”

Diane gave a perky smile. “I have some idea.” Then flexed her abs harder, and for the first time the other Amazon almost lost control of her body, whimpering loudly, putting both hands on the bed, and almost falling over the princess with the desire to lick her and eat her pussy raw.

“By Zeus!!” Diane shouted. “Do I look this good?”

She couldn’t see it, but her abs had swelled to an absolute muscular perfection: ten throbbing, bulging muscles so insanely toned that a new pair was almost showing near her hips. Some thick veins had covered her belly, throbbing as faint layers of steam rose from her skin.

Her Amazon admirer had her tongue out when she almost fell over the princess. The sight of those perfect muscles aroused her particularly hard, for she was the one in charge of training the girls to their maximum physical prowess. “My queen…!” She bit her lips, almost as if trying to restrain her raging attraction. Diane saw her muscles throbbing and her skin sweating. From her pussy, she could hear the juices sloshing, then splashing into her thighs as their dripped on the floor and flowed down her legs like rivers of pure arousal. The Amazon’s arms too were bulging, and though they were thinner and less veiny than Diane’s own guns, they were still absolute muscular marvels she craved to lick and run her tongue all over!

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A muscle Amazon fights to make her four submissive lesbian lovers squirt like FOUNTAINS!

Splooorrsshhh!! An obscene amount of nectar exploded from her cunt, raining down like a storm on the huge puddle of lubes around us.

I felt her liquid explosions on my knees, which crushed and squeezed her cunt like the bloated helmet of a truly gigantic cock!

‘Aaaahee!! Aaaahh…!!!’ My girl completely lost control. Her enormous tits dangled deliciously before my eyes, always pointing up.

‘Oow, oow, so lush, my love.’

‘Oooh!!’ She rubbed her pussy on my thighs, extracting even more orgasms out of her.

‘Delicious tits!’ I held her breasts with my hand. ‘Huge tits, my cow!’

‘Aaaaheee!!!’

With a simple squeeze… splaaash!! The milk exploded in two powerful jets, which hit my face and my own spectacular breasts.

I couldn’t waist any longer: I fell hungrily on those breasts!

‘Ooohh!!’ My girl cried louder still.

Like a voracious baby, I sucked that mare with all my might.

‘Aaaahee!!!’ She rubbed her pussy in my thighs passionately, suffering long orgasms with her lactations. ‘Ooow, love…!!’

Gulp, gulp, guuulpp!! I couldn’t hear her under the noise of loads of milk flowing down my throat. It was so much milk I literally sneezed it!

‘Aaahee!! Aaahee!!!’

The jets of lubes exploded from her cunt at the same time her super tits seemed to make only more and more milk to me.

‘Yeah, you fucking mare! Squirt more milk for momma, come! Come on!!’

‘Aaaaheee…!!!’

While I destroyed that girl with orgasms, another body started to move closer.

‘Aaaahee… uuhee…!’

I looked quickly to my side and saw the little, squirming Victoria dragging herself on the ground.

Busty, ripped, with a mellon-sized ass and an European clear skin, Victoria slowly recovered from the multiple orgasms Camila had given her.

‘Aaahee… aaahee!!’ She opened her eyes and shook her whole body. ‘Aaahhh!!!’

Smiling, I didn’t waist a second:

‘Come here!’

I grabbed her by the ankle, making her scream. Croooorrssh!! I pulled her body to me.

‘Ooohee!! Aaahee!!’

Her red, bloated pussy was in clear view.

‘Delicious!’

Without a second to waste, I penetrated her with my fingers!

‘Aaaaheee!!!’ Her whole body shivered and jumped on the ground, instinctively trying to escape my fingers.

With a powerful pincer motion, I squeezed three erogenous spots inside her while also crushing her thick, overly-aroused clit with my thumb.

‘Oooorrhhh!!!’

Making my fingers vibrate ten times a second inside her, I unleashed a true orgasmic explosion all over her body.

Her clit got harder than a cock, and I enjoyed the opportunity to crush it further with my thumb.

Buuum!! Buuumm!! Each orgasm rocked her body like an explosion! Buuum-buuum-buum-buuum-buum-buuum-buuum-buuumbuuumbuumbuumbuuumbuum…!! Those were five orgasms per second… six!… and then she finally started squirting!

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Powerful lesbians fighting to see who can squirt the hardest… and who can drink the most!

Gushes as strong as a firetruck’s hose blasted from her cunt.

I too felt Paola squirming and convulsing incredibly hard on my body.

‘Vanessa!! Vanessaaaa-aaahee!!’

My orgasms were so intense they literally crushed my lovers’ organs! It was too much power for their bodies to handle, no matter how big or muscular or ripped or busty or gigantic they were.

‘Oooorrhh, noooo…!!’ She cried. ‘Nooooo…!!!’

Paola writhed more feverishly than ever over my body, announcing she was so close to passing out.

«Sometimes I’ve gotta be careful not to kill my girls with so much spunk!» I thought, all cocky and shit.

At that pace, I swore, my girl was going to shit herself! It was important, therefore, that I made her faint before such an emergency.

I was already tired of her, to be honest. It was time to make her sleep so I could finally focus on who truly mattered.

«Camila! You hot fucking bitch! Don’t you tell me you’re about too make your own girl sleep too!» I thought, looking at the horny, ripped brunette and the blond Victoria squirming on her arms, her eyes swirling so hard I was afriad she was going blind after so many orgasmic convulsions.

The only question remaining was which of us would make our partners pass out first: if I with Paola, or Camila with Victoria.

‘Aaaahee, aaaaaheee, aaaaaaheeemm…!!!’ With her voice much fainted and higher, Victoria left it clear she wasn’t able to withstand that agony…

… for one…

… second…

… longer!

After countless, more violent tremors… bruuum!! She fainted!

‘Ooorrhh…!!!’ Her orgasm kept going on, however, even while she was unconscious.

Camila literally breathed steam through her nostrils. What a fucking horse, she was!

‘Oooorrhh, uuuurrhh!! Oooooaaarrhh!!!’

«Oow, oow, so fucking delicious!!» I thought on the spot, seeing all her muscles flexing in a wall of feminine perfection. ‘Oow, so fucking gorgeous!!’

Even while unconscious, Victoria kept shaking and screaming!

‘Ha, ha, ha!!’ I laughed out loud. ‘Let her go, Camila! Can’t you see you’ve ruined her enough?’

‘Oooorrhh, uuurrhh, uuurrhh!!’ The giantess gave me a naughty look. ‘Yours too, bitch!’

I looked at Paola and indeed saw her threading along her last straw.

‘Oooorrhh… ooaahee…!!!’ Her screams were very shaky and feeble. She really was at the edge of sanity.

One second… two seconds… three seconds… and bluuump!! There! Finally unconscious!

Her body went limp in my arms, like a balloon suddenly losing all its air. Her pussy, however, came even harder on my fingers, as if challenging them: bluuursssh, bluuuurrsssh, sbluuuuurssshh…!!!

Like Priscilla by my back or Victoria besides Camila, Paola would be suffering from orgasm after orgasm, even screaming while unconscious long after I put her to sleep:

‘Ooorrhhh!! Ooooaaaiii!!!’ God knows when her orgasms would subside!

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The Endowned Stallion (Part 1: Cowgirls in Love) – Chapter 1

I was struck by Giancarla’s beauty as we climbed a long hill up to her barn. Her property was green with forests and fertile fields until the eye could see. Though a dense grove surrounded up, the hill was all soft grass and pretty flowers, and from there I could even see my friend’s house –a massive, Georgian-style mansion smacked in the middle of those triumphant hills. What a bitch!

“I never knew your parents were farmers.”

“They aren’t, but they bought the property a long time ago when prices were low. Making the best of a crisis, you know?” And she pointed excitedly to the barn at the top. “I couldn’t care less about farming, but I love having a whole herd of horses!”

I was trying my best not to be eaten alive by jealousy, but that was proving far too difficult. Not only did Giancarla hail from a fabulously wealthy family, but she was also probably the only bitch in college able to outdo me in… well, how do I put it? Irresistible sexual attractiveness?

As I let the girl walk ahead of me and ramble about her passion for horses and ponies, I carefully inspected her body. God, a booty like that would strike instate nous hard-ons on a ghetto! She was a pretty blonde Barbie-doll with a waist so thin it looked handcrafted, yet her hips were phenomenally large and hard, sporting a muscle ass like one you only see on Brazilian bitches like me.

As she walked, I watched her buttocks bounce. They made a coarse, deep sound of massive meat being moved around, but they didn’t bounce jovially like you would expect a fat ass to; they were so ungodly hard they remained firm, like stone, and one would even suspect she had injected fresh cement there to make them so outrageously firm.

«For the love of god, these legs!» I thought, fixing my gaze attentively on her long, muscular legs. Though she’d told me she had never gone to gym, I refused to believe it. She had the legs of an Olympic jumper or runner; legs of pure power which contrasted immensely with her thin waist, just like her ass did. «No wonder she likes horses.» I maliciously thought. «She’s got the legs of a mare.»

Without me noticing, however, my friend had stopped talking and was asking me some random question. As she turned to me, I was faced by the delirious beauty of her profile and her torso. “Hey, you there?” She asked me in a lighthearted tone.

“You’re beautiful.” I said, and the wind blowing was the only sound that followed. She too coveted my body, which was superior to hers by just a margin. If she wasn’t such a picture-perfect image of an American princess, she wouldn’t hold a candle next to my much larger, more powerful body.

I could see her biting her lips as she looked to me from head to toe, paying special attention to my abs under my tank-top.

“Thanks. You’re gorgeous.” She wiggled her hips. “I mean, of course you are. You know it, don’t you?” She pointed to my arms and my abs. “The way you flaunt those powerful guns.”

I looked down, but couldn’t see anything thanks to my gigantic tits. If she was referring to my killer 6-pack, well, she was very correct in her assessment: a belly like mine was a trophy worth exposing, and so were my beautiful arms, which bulged even while relaxed.

I touched my belly and grabbed my skin, pulling it to show how little fat I had in my body. I worked out, but not as much as anyone would expect when seeing my body.

“Three days a week at the gym,” I told her, spying her with my peripheral view. “Lots of exercises for strength and toned muscles.” I pulled my skin with both hands, showing her the perfection of my ripped, rippling abs. “I could bend a coin on those babies.”

“I bet you could.” Her voice cracked a bit. She was completely hypnotized by my masculine, virile beauty –even though I had a face and a bosom that would easily outmatch her own.

“Brazilians love that.” I flexed one arm, showing her my gorgeous biceps. “Muscle. Do you know how they call women like me?”

“Women like you?” She smiled and struck a pixie-girl pose. “You mean, hot babes?”

“Not exactly a ‘hot babe,’ but a very muscular woman. A woman with a perfect face in a tight, athletic body.” I could hear her breath getting out of pace. She knew she was beautiful, but she never had the audacity to say that aloud, much less so confidently.

Mm. No. H-how do they call women like you?”

I looked up to her and smiled. “Mare-women.” She laughed.

“Mare-women?” And I nodded.

“Yep.” I flexed both biceps, cutting her laughter immediately as she saw both babies bulge and harden on my arms. “That’s because we’re built like horses, you know.” I struck a bodybuilder pose to her, turning my left side to her and flexing my whole left arm along with my leg and my abs, creating an aura of power which was felt even on the plants around me.

Giancarla was drooling, with her jaw getting lower each second, as she saw the muscles rippling on my body, and my thigh growing so huge it stretched my jean shorts and literally started to tear it open.

As she heard the rippling noises of the fabric, she covered her mouth. “You crazy!” Her eyes were glistening. “You’re gonna…!”

“I know, I know.” I smiled to her with my perfect set of white teeth. “I can literally rip my clothes just by flexing my muscles.” I turned my torso back to her, facing her with my superior bosom. “Wanna see it?” I saw her blush and step back, fighting her own desire.

“Are all Brazilians this forward?

“Yes.” I bluntly replied. “Yes, we are.” I flexed my biceps, seeing the throbbing, thick veins bulge along with the muscle. “We have the fires of hell in our blood. Our bodies are machines of sex and sensuality.”

“Fuck, I wish I had your confidence.”

“With a body like yours, friend,” I winked at her, “there’s no reason not to be confident.”

“Uh… thanks.”

I stepped closer, flaunting my aggressive movements.

“You’ve never gone to gym? Like… ever??”

Her eyes beamed a little stronger.

“Never. What you see is juts… good blood, I guess.” She struck a bodybuilder pose just for laughs, but she was probably unaware of how strong she really was. She stood taller than me by a few inches, though none of us had anything to complain about in the height department: I was 6ft-tall, she was 6’2. We were, indeed, freakishly tall for any women, and the entire college bowed to our superior height paired by our ungodly beauty.

I saw a tenuous 4-pack set of muscles on her abs as she flexed, and her enormous, mare-like legs ripple with fibers and prominent veins.

“Fuck, girl. You are a mare-lady too!”

“Oh.” She seemed surprised. “You think?”

“I don’t think; I know.” I pointed to her body. “Look at you! Look at these!” I pointed to her belly, clearly intimidating her as I stepped closer. “Flex your abs, please. Oh, my god, you diva! Don’t you see you’re packed? Look at those four guns here!”

“Well, yeah. I guess I’m pretty fit.” As she kept flexing, I had to contain my excitement as my eyes wandered and got lost in her massive, mighty bosom.

Her boobs, much like her ass, didn’t bounce; they gently and loudly moved up and down with her body, as if made of cement or the world’s thickest fat. «Double-D cup.» I realized. «Mine are a triple-D, probably an E.» Inadvertently I flexed my chest, making my gigantic knockers ripple and attract her lustful gaze. «I’m superior to this bitch, yet her height and her fantastic face really make me doubt myself.» With my heart almost racing, I blurted out:

“There’s no man we can’t attract, is there?”

She shook her head, both naughty and humble. “No.” Our hard nipples were touching one another. We could feel each other’s firmness just by the tip of the nipples gently squeezing and twitching –the official greeting between two hot, muscle bimbos.

I was lost in her fantastic, pristine blond hair while she was coveting my dark mane. Her hair was not only soft, but it went all the way down to her hips, while mine stopped short of the middle of my back.

With a step forward, I pressed our breasts. The compression was hard, almost painful. In that touch, however, I felt something peculiar, something amazing in her body as well as mine: our breasts were not only big, not only hard, but they were full!

Like… gallons and gallons of milk must have been stored in our gazongas, for we both could feel and literally hear the liquids sloshing inside them.

Without any restraints on my tongue, I straight out asked her: “you’re lactating?” I could sense a tremendous unease in her hips, which were growing hot with all that talk.

“You are really forward!” She smiled, and I showed her just how forward I was: I lifted by hands to her biceps and squeezed them, making her yelp as I carefully inspected them, just like a farmer would do a horse.

“Strong. Beautiful, strong arms you have.” Her eyes seemed to wander to random places, devoid of support by her growing, raging arousal.

“What… are you doing?”

I stepped closer to her while pulling her body slightly to mine, making our bosoms roar are they pressed on each other and I could feel my milk flowing to the canal of my nipples. I lowered my hands to her waist and squeezed them.

“What. The. Fuck!” I squeezed them even harder, making her gasp and moan as I almost could feel my fingers meeting on her back! “Fucking shit, Barbie! You really are a Barbie doll with a waist this thin!” She smiled, knowing hers was a body to die for.

“Yeah, t-thank you. This, again…” Her eyes glistened with sin. “Good blood, you know.” I didn’t respond to her immediately, but let an uncomfortable, growing silence increase the sexual tension between us. I was about to fuck that blonde raw –in the barn, even, in the middle of all her pretty horses! «And I will show those horses what powerfucking looks like!»

“Good blood, eh?” I teased her, feeling her accelerated heartbeat under her DD-cup knockers. “Like the good American broad you are, huh?”

“Oh, wow. What language is that?”

“You know what language it is. Your parents are amazing. Your father is such an Alpha male I know he has a hard time remaining faithful to your mother –who’s a literal supermodel, damn it!”

“Oh, oh…” Her eyes wandered about, naughtily. “And who said he is faithful?”

I smiled. We were intimate. No topic was off-boundaries to us. Leveraging my position, I attacked:

“I never saw a man as big and as muscular as your father. I confess that, if I could, I’d fuck that man raw on the spot.” She looked at me with brief ire. “Don’t worry, don’t worry. I know you desire him too, and you will get first dibs.”

“Oh, you obscene…!” But I shut her up by hugging her waist and pulling her body to mine, making her breasts climb over mine and reach my throat as I bear-hugged the living shit out of her, striking her with as much fear as arousal.

“Don’t hide it. You know how hot you are. How… perfectly bred you’ve been by your stud father. Wow, look at this.” I touched the upper part of her butt cheeks. “Your ass is a fucking stone! No wonder you’re all firm and muscle, even though you never went to gym.”

“I’m n-not… all muscle.”

“But you could be with minimum effort. No problem if you don’t want to.” I winked. “With a body like that, you really don’t need anything else.” I squeezed her tighter with every word, making her whimper like a little kitten as her eyes visibly melted for my body.

My hands descended on her ass, grabbing their meat underneath the think, pink dress she wore. I could feel her panties being swallowed into her crack by her enormous buttocks –no cloth being big enough to resist their size and strength—and, as I sank my fingers in that meat, I got my lips dangerously close to hers, prompting her to both turn her face and lean forward to me, fighting desperately against her desire.

“I think that’s why you like horses: you’re not only built like one, but you were bred like one.”

“E-excuse me?”

“Horses are bred for the best, strongest, finest genes, aren’t they? The strongest studs breed with the most powerful mares, and they produce an offspring which is even stronger, mightier, more potent than their parents.”

“Oh… oh…” She felt my hands holding her ass from below, fumbling her amazing thighs, and then pulling them up, lifting her body in the process. “Is that what you think I am? A mare… bred for the best genes?”

I couldn’t resist it anymore: I laid my lips on hers, which welcomed my embrace with sweet surrender. Her mouth remained closed, but her lips were slowly opening.

I pressed my lips harder on hers and teased them with the tip of my tongue, slowly moistening them. As I kissed her, my right hand massaged her inner thigh while my left hand splurged on her ass.

The bitch was aroused! I could feel the heat bursting from her engorged, swollen cunt as I pressed and squeezed her moist inner thighs. Juices were dripping from her pussy and flowing down her legs –so many of them, in fact, that within seconds I was feeling the literal drops of lubes on my fingers.

She was not merely aroused; she was melting! As our lips briefly parted, I teased her with more sexy talk: “you know you are. Feel your thighs. Fell them!” She moaned loud as I squeezed her thighs, making her cunt loudly gush a few pints of water on her panties, raining down on my fingers and sprinkling on the grass as I felt her fiber and her muscles. “Fucking shit, these are some good muscles you’ve got! Some awesome blood, like a fine-bred horse!”

“Fuck! This talk…” I pushed her whole upper torso to mine, pressing her tits on my chest as mine almost tore a hole in her upper abs. Our noses were rubbing on each other’s cheeks and our lips were nearly touching.

“Your father knew what he was making when he was breeding your mother: he was making you. A fertile, nubile mare with strong legs and awesome muscles. Hips so wide you could give birth to a village and not even get a single stretch mark! Ass so powerful there’s enough fat here to heat a mansion, and these breasts… oh, fuck, these breasts! They’re milk-full! Beautiful lactating beasts!” My smile sedated her mind. “You’ve got the perfect genes of a breeding mare, and I guess sex with you must be powerful and relentless, for good breed like you have infinite energy on the bed!”

I could almost feel her heart on my palms as she looked to me and whispered: “y-you don’t need to guess, you know.”

We kissed. This time, it was a powerful, wet kiss. Our tongues wrestled in our mouths, threatening to suck our hearts and our lungs up. She was a hell of a kisser, but I enjoyed showing her just how mightier and stronger I was: with astounding ease, I bent her spine back, using my body and my muscle mass to pull her back and almost make her fall on the grass.

Her eyes widened once she felt my powerful muscle tongue pressing to the back of her throat… and then some!

“Holy… shit…!!” She tried to scream. “Your tongue…!”

Yeah, yeah. That bitch was discovering one of my most prized assets: an eight-inch muscle tongue, with which I was eager to explore the depths of her throat.

Our bodies crashed as I climbed on top of her, making her fall on the hill and our bosoms press against each other so hard that hers started to leak. I heard a very faint *squiiish!* as she fell and her massive bosom trembled, her body shaking and quivering under my powerful touch.

“No… please… no…” She whimpered. I looked to her chest and saw two massive stains growing on her dress. She was lactating.

“Fucking cow!” I grabbed her dress and pulled back, tightening it on her body. I wanted to see the sheer hardness of her nipples, which really seemed like they could tear a hole on such a thin cloth. I licked my lips as I saw her continuously lactate, then I felt her knees touching my belly, rubbing themselves against my rock-hard six-pack.

“Fuck…!” She gave me a naughty look of desire. “Fuck me!” I smiled wide and went for the killing. Before I could suck her mouth, however, we were both startled by a rumble coming from the top of the hill.

“What’s that?” I asked, feeling even the ground around us move. My Barbie-girl covered her mouth and looked to the barn at the hill’s peak.

“Oh, god… it’s Adonis!”

“Who the fuck is Adonis?” The way she looked at me struck me with both curiosity and desire. Her eyes were dripping with sex, just as her nipples were with milk and her cunt with lubes.

“Adonis is our stallion. Our stud. He is breeding right now.”

I looked up again, feeling the ground shake around us while the barn, at the distance, seemed to unravel under an earthquake. The place was still almost a whole mile away, yet I could feel the powerful banging as if its walls were on my ear.

I turned my scared gaze to my colleague, who could apparently read my thoughts:

“Adonis’s the one doing this?” She nodded, silently. “Alone? I mean, just a horse? I can feel the ground shaking!” And the naughty pixie muscle girl pulled her dress, highlighting her massive breasts. I heard a few tearing noises on her chest; when I looked down, I saw her nipples poking free from it. She had literally tore two holes on her dress with her nipples!

“He breeds all the mares every hour of every day. He… he…” She sighed. “He is unstoppable.” And a mighty *boom!* startled us, calling my attention to the barn, which seemed to jump on the ground as the mighty stallion fucked his way through his mares. “Two hundred mares. They were barely over fifty when daddy bought the place, but then we had to buy a hundred and fifty more to soothe our stallion.” She sighed again, making a disappointed face. “It’s not enough. Daddy’s considering to double the number just to satiate that horse.”

“This stallion fucks over two hundred mares… in a day?

“More like… in an hour.”

I was no horse specialist, but I knew that number couldn’t be possible.

“How… how is this…” She shut me up with her naughty look, which somehow answered all of my questions while saying nothing:

“You will know when you see him.” She looked down to my body, placing her palms on my firm abs. “You’re one to recognize power when you see it. I… I want your power.”

Trying to ignore the powerful sounds coming from the barn, I grabbed the blonde’s dress and teared it up. She whimpered and covered her breasts, but the task was impossible given their sheer size.

My eyes were struck by the gigantic nature of those milk orbs. “Fucking shit!” My jaw dropped as I beheld them, barely believing such perfect things could possibly exist.

I grabbed squeezed them; for a moment, I could even see the milk sloshing inside them before spilling in beautiful threads over the blonde’s body. “Aaahee!!” She whimpered, and I saw the milk form a little, hot pond in her belly.

I squeezed the breasts again and harder, making them spew milk on my dark hair and paint it white as I leaned down and drank from it. My girl quivered and moaned as I licked and slurped over her skin, having to control my own horniness as I tasted her sweet, motherly nectar.

The thing was thick! Thicker that any jizz I’d ever sucked! «Fuck, this milk is heavy!» I thought. «And sweet! It’s almost as sweet and tasty as my own!»

My girl was shivering on the hill while the ground shook around us. Even though her body was spectacular, the pounding and breeding going on in the barn were much stronger. «Fuck this horse! Is he fucking or killing his mares?»

My pussy hardened and moistened as I tried to imagine that beast in action. What size could that horse be to make such powerful sounds and rumbles? «Fuck this shit! I better make my little woman cum before this horse does us both!»

I raised my head and showed her my lips dripping with milk. As she smiled, I noticed how her lips were only a little bit smaller than mine.

“You have a wonderful mouth.” She said, and then she met silence as I moved my body over hers, oppressing her with my sheer size.

I grabbed those monstrous mountains and shook them with both hands. My girl kissed my forehead and rubbed her thighs on mine while I simply felt the milk shaking inside those beasts. They were so goddamn full that even the slightest of shakes made new threads be spilled from the nipples, and I caught them with my mouth, gargling on them as I squeezed those tits harder, hosing my face with milk.

“Fucking shit, that’s so good!” I ate her left tit and squeezed them both handsomely. I could literally hear the squishing noise as the fat threads of milk left them and splashed on my body, painting me white with that milk which was so thick that it didn’t even drip from my body, but either slowly flowed down or just stayed stuck to my skin.

Meanwhile, the naughty, horny hottie placed her thighs in one of mine, wrapping them around my powerful leg as she rubbed her cunt and clit on my powerful muscles. She was dry-humping my leg, and I obliged in her fantasy by flexing my thigh. “Fuck!” She whimpered, barely believing the girth of my leg.

“Enjoy it, sweetie.” I stared mesmerized at her tits. “Enjoy my muscles as I enjoy your tits.” I crammed my mouth again in her left tit, squeezing it with enough force to make my cheeks bloat with the abundant milk.

Fuck, it was so much milk I could barely swallow it all in time! My nose spewed a bit of fluids back on her bosom, painting it white, and one could hear my swallowing noises from afar as my throat swelled and literal pints of that juice flowed down to my belly.

I felt my stomach growing heavier as the vast, thick loads of milk fell in it like sacks of cement. Soon, I was feeling a growing pressure of my stomach expanding and holding literally over a gallon of that milk –and that’s with me sucking only one tit.

As I broke my kiss, the blasted a long thread of milk in my face –and it kept going; it kept going and going and going until the pressure was down and the thread eventually died out. Her breast was almost entirely coated in milk, and there was still the other one left for the taking.

I took it thirstily, suckling on it like a horde of strong babies. My girls squealed and moan as she felt outrageous amounts of her juices being sucked into my body, full gallons of it sloshing down into my stomach. “Fuck!!” I screamed, and the milk literally burst back through my mouth and nose.

Fucking shit! It was so much milk I literally chocked on it. I was forced to move my head away and take a breath, but the tits blasted my face with cream. “Fucking… damn it!!” Ounces of tit-jizz dripped from my chin as my girl continuously ground her hips on my thighs.

I felt her juices sloshing out of her cunt, splashing into my thighs as they dripped with nectar. A monster roared inside my breast, and I consumed those tits, sucking them mightily, lowering my hands to her cunt and aiding her in her orgasms. “Now you will fucking know what an orgasm –a real orgasm!—really is!”

I was true to my promise: my fingers pierced her panties and immediately attacked several sensible spots in her cunt, making me almost scared of the intense heat and hardness of her labia. Her cunt was not just scorching, but it was swollen!

No finger was able to do to her what I did. Her clit was engorged like a small penis, and I struck it countless times with my thumb while my other four fingers performed a pussy massacre in her labia. The bitch screamed uncontrollably in my ear while lifting her waist in my leg and hosing the most powerful squirt I ever felt leave any cunt other than my own.

The squishing sound was intense, and the heat of her juices hitting my naked thigh was so fucking intense I felt my skin burn with the contact! More orgasms came out of her as she felt electricity burn every sensible spot of her body; I was performing miracles she could have never thought possible with my hands… and I was just warming up!

“Fuck! Oh, my god!!! You’re so fucking good!!” She bit my earlobe and climbed on my body. “Oh, my god…!! I’m cumming!! I’m fucking cumming!! I’m cumming… fuck!! So fucking muuuuuch…!!!

A woman does not really cum, of course, if she’s still able to speak; as I picked up the pace of my vigorous fingering and my powerful suction, then, her words were completely and forever lost in her throat.

Her body squirmed as the pressure in her bosom grew too intense. As I expected, the beautiful, massive tits hosed milk in my mouth by themselves, painting my throat white while I massacred and beat that pussy into submission.

She gave long screams whenever the pain and the agony inside her body were too intense for her to handle. Her cries were long and desperate, and in a way I felt they had some effect on the faraway barn atop the hill: the pounding and loud bursts coming from it became a little fainter, as if the stallion himself was getting disconcerted (or maybe interested) by her tremendous arousal.

«Yeah, you filthy animal!» I thought, rubbing my whole body on hers with all of my clothes still on. «I bet I’m more powerful than you… you fucking stud!» I crammed my fingers so deep in her cunt I felt their tips grazing her cervix, and this seemed to burst a dam of scorching lubes from her.

My girl screamed as her pussy hosed one thick, continuous thread of lubes on my thigh. I was amazed, even scared as I saw faint steams coming from her cunt. “Oh, you filthy cunt!” I kissed her, and my tongue went to the very depths of her throat.

“God…!!” She whimpered before I mouth-fucked her throat, but god was not there to help her as I stood up and lifted her body. I kissed her and sucked her tits while literally walking uphill with her, feeling my powerful, thick thighs throb as we ascended.

After a few couple yards, I crashed with her again on the ground, and her tits expelled milk in two messy explosions, painting my body as I stood on my knees, each leg on one side of her waist. “Fuck…!!” She exclaimed. “You’re not even sweating!”

And I smiled, flexing my chest and making the cloth stretch under the growth and swelling on my tits. “Sweetie, I’m gonna sweat gallons right now!”

To her dismay, I tore my shirt up and threw it away. The thick cloth ceded like paper to my powerful muscles, and once my tits were released I could feel her cunt juices splashing on my abs; she had literally cummed just by looking at my body!

“FUCK!” A strange wave of energy ran through her body, electrifying her tits and making them squirt milk over twenty inches up in the air. “FUCK!! OH, GOD…!!” Her body experienced an electric rush of multiple orgasms as she looked to my naked, wide, muscular torso.

I flexed my chest and made my breasts stand on a high angle, my nipples literally looking up as I performed that flex with ease.

“Fucking look at that body that’s gonna breed you!” I stretched my arms and flexed my guns. Two massive mountains grew on my arms as I felt the veins rippling and throbbing all over them.

“Oh, fuck!!”

I wasn’t even half-done: “look! Look at these powerful abs, my gorgeous, luscious mare!”

She squirted another big, fat one as she looked to my hardened abs, the six-pack swelling so hard another set of two muscles appeared below them. The veins multiplied and throbbed all over my torso, with many growing at the base of my tits and making them harden like muscles.

«Fuck!!» I almost had to control my own arousal as I felt the milk heating up in my tits.

The heat was brewing to the point of making the liquid boil! Very faint, light threads of steam left my nipples, quickly dissipating in the pleasant air before my blonde could see them. If I didn’t watch out, I would be squirting milk uncontrollably, with such strength I would probably even hurt my tits.

I took a very deep breath as powerful gushes of squirt hit my abs. Looking down, I effortlessly lowered my hands to my friend’s cunt, looking royal and elegant as a queen, and finger-fucked it with my whole hand, making the poor creature put her tongue out and scream a thousand profanities to the heavens:

“SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM!! FUCK, I’M SQUIRTING SO FUCKING MUCH!! FUCK, I NEVER SQUIRTED SO MUCH WITH ANYONE, GODDAMN IT!! YOU… YOU… YOU!… YOU FUCKING HORSE!! HOLY SHIT, YOU’RE POWER FUCKING ME LIKE A STALLION! YOUR FINGERS ARE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ANY PENIS! DAMN IT, OH, YOU’RE POWERFUL!! I’M CUMMING SO MUCH AND FEELING MY TITS EXPLODE!! PLEEEASE, MY GODDESS!! MY MUSCLE SPARTAN BEAST, PLEASE!! MY BRAZILIAN BEAST, I BEG OF YOU: HARDER!! GO HARDER, HARDER, HAAARDER, PLEASE, UNTIL MY PUSSY TURNS TO JELLY!!”

Laughing at her obscene arousal, seeing and feeling her cunt hose pints of squirt and vast, dense puffs of steam on my arm, I took my hand away from her pussy and stood up, ready to put on a little show. “You want power? Alright. I’ll give you power. But first, my horny mare, see if you can really take… my real muscles!” And, turning my back to her, I started to rip and tear my clothes off… by simply flexing my hard, thick, powerful muscles.

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I smiled, flexing my chest and making the cloth stretch under the growth and swelling on my tits. “Sweetie, I’m gonna cum gallons right now!”

To her dismay, I tore my shirt up and threw it away. The thick cloth ceded like paper to my powerful muscles, and once my tits were released I could feel her cunt juices splashing on my abs; she had literally cummed just by looking at my body!

“FUCK!” A strange wave of energy ran through her body, electrifying her tits and making them squirt milk over twenty inches up in the air. “FUCK!! OH, GOD…!!” Her body experienced an electric rush of multiple orgasms as she looked to my naked, wide, muscular torso.

I flexed my chest and made my breasts stand on a high angle, my nipples literally looking up as I performed that flex with ease.

“Fucking look at that body that’s gonna breed you!” I stretched my arms and flexed my guns. Two massive mountains grew on my arms as I felt the veins rippling and throbbing all over them.

“Oh, fuck!!”

I wasn’t even half-done: “look! Look at these powerful abs, my gorgeous, luscious mare!”

She squirted another big, fat one as she looked to my hardened abs, the six-pack swelling so hard another set of two muscles appeared below them. The veins multiplied and throbbed all over my torso, with many growing at the base of my tits and making them harden like muscles.

«Fuck!!» I almost had to control my own arousal as I felt the milk heating up in my tits.

The heat was brewing to the point of making the liquid boil! Very faint, light threads of steam left my nipples, quickly dissipating in the pleasant air before my blonde could see them. If I didn’t watch out, I would be squirting milk uncontrollably, with such strength I would probably even hurt my tits.

I took a very deep breath as powerful gushes of squirt hit my abs. Looking down, I effortlessly lowered my hands to my friend’s cunt, looking royal and elegant as a queen, and finger-fucked it with my whole hand, making the poor creature put her tongue out and scream a thousand profanities to the heavens:

“SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM!! FUCK, I’M SQUIRTING SO FUCKING MUCH!! FUCK, I NEVER SQUIRTED SO MUCH WITH ANYONE, GODDAMN IT!! YOU… YOU… YOU!… YOU FUCKING HORSE!! HOLY SHIT, YOU’RE POWER FUCKING ME LIKE A STALLION! YOUR FINGERS ARE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ANY PENIS! DAMN IT, OH, YOU’RE POWERFUL!! I’M CUMMING SO MUCH AND FEELING MY TITS EXPLODE!! PLEEEASE, MY GODDESS!! MY MUSCLE SPARTAN BEAST, PLEASE!! MY BRAZILIAN BEAST, I BEG OF YOU: HARDER!! GO HARDER, HARDER, HAAARDER, PLEASE, UNTIL MY PUSSY TURNS TO JELLY!!”

Laughing at her obscene arousal, seeing and feeling her cunt hose pints of squirt and vast, dense puffs of steam on my arm, I took my hand away from her pussy and stood up, ready to put on a little show. “You want power? Alright. I’ll give you power. But first, my horny mare, see if you can really take… my real muscles!” And, turning my back to her, I started to rip and tear my clothes off… by simply flexing my hard, thick, powerful muscles.

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