AMAZON BODY BUILDER 	I sure am glad that Bobby, my manager, gave me
permission to work out at the health club after hours. Just the walk over here
does me well. Here we are--that didn't take too long. 	Wait a minute. Why are
the lights on? Who are those two in the club? I should tell them that it's
supposed to be closed. 	"Excuse me" I said. "This club is closed now, you'll
have to leave." 	"You must be Gwen, Bobby said to expect you. I'm Tim and this
is my wife Judy. Bobby said that we could work out after hours. Boy, he sure
was right," Tim said as he looked up at my imposing frame. "My God, you are
one GIANT woman"! 	They were both laughing at my size and I can feel the anger
swelling up in me. They have no business making fun of me like that. I don't
even know them. Tim is right about my stature. At six- feet-eleven inches tall
in my bare feet, 270 pounds, and with my gigantic boobs packed into my 63HHH
Lane Bryant extra, extra- large, custom made bra, men take one look at my
imposing figure and stand back in awe. Towering 7'4" tall in the 4" spiked
heels that I am wearing, and weighing over 60 pounds more than you, I decided
to ignore your remark. I am, however, enjoying the way your wife, Judy, is
looking me over. She's only about five-foot-nine inches tall, and she can see
that you obviously like my giant size. She's burning up with envy. I can see
it in her eyes. Maybe I'll tease you, so that you will make a fool of yourself
in front of her. I'll show her who the real woman in this room is! "Well, I
don't mind sharing the facilities with you if you two don't. By the way, I
don't have sweats with me because I expected to work out alone. You don't mind
if I work out in my undies, do you?" 	I loved the way your jaw just about
dropped off when I asked that. I especially liked the way you gasped 'No! I
don't mind at all!' Boy, look at Judy. Is she burned, or what? be
industrial-strength to support my mammoth bosom. 	Now, it's time to tease you,
you little jerk. Well, I guess its show time. Off with my blouse. I'll just
pretend to have a little trouble getting the cuffs off my wrists so I have to
struggle with them. There. That's really making my huge boobs bobble around in
my gigantic bra. 	Look at you, Timmy. I gaze at you with flirting eyes. I then
look down at my cleavage-filled bodice, and raise my hands to the topmost
button. Then, as I undo the button, I look at your wife, watching for her
reaction. 	 Well.. .what do you think?" I said, motioning towards my huge,
haltered breasts. 	One look at my mammoth bra and your eyes are about to fall
out of your head. Too bad, little man, eat your heart out. Both of your wife's
little titties put together couldn't even start to fill one of my massive
brassiere cups. 	Slowly, I unzip my skirt. But if by some unknown force, it
refuses to budge. First one side then the other; I struggle to pull my tight
skirt down over my massive hips. Finally it slides over my gigantic hips and
slides down my massive legs and falls on the floor in front of me... You gasp
as you lower your eyes to my gigantic, nylon half-slip. 	To you I am this
Amazon of a woman standing in the middle of the gym, dressed in her 4" heels,
nylon stockings, half-slip and the biggest brassiere that you have ever seen.
You look, so tiny and insignificant standing in front of me, just like a
little-boy looks standing if front of his mother. I feel like your mother as I
look down on you. Your Giant Mother, all dressed in miles and miles of silky
underwear. 	"So my little baby boy likes his Mommy's pretty undies, does he,"
I said as put my hands on my hips and spread my massive thighs so far apart
that they almost split my half-slip. 	My extra-large half-slip caresses and
slips against my gigantic, nylon, panties as I slowly walk up to you. I can
tell that the swishing... silky... sound of nylon sliding against nylon
excites you. First on step, then another. My panties and nylons slide against
my half-slip. Panties touching slip, nylon caressing nylon. Your tiny body
trembles as you look up at me as my mammoth silken frame advances towards you.
	"So little Timmy thinks I'm a 'GIANT', does he", I said as I looked down on
this puny excuse for a man. 	My God, you look so pitiful and weak as you stare
up at my powerful nylon clad frame. My slip is so tight against my powerful
hips that you can easily see my giant nylon panties through the silky
material. My full, nylon encased thighs strain at the sides of my slip. 	
You're are so tiny compared to me that your head only comes up to my shoulders
and your eyes are barely even with my massive brassiere. You would have to
stand on your tip-toes just to put your mouth around my brassiere covered
nipples. I'm standing so close to you that my silky half-slip brushes against
your chest. I can feel you trembling as you look up past my brassiere and into
my eyes. 	Just wait until you get a look at my long, nylon, covered legs. I
lift my half-slip up over my waist. I lift it so high that its hem is far
above your head. This reveals my nylons, garter belt and giant silky panties.
Your mouth drops open as you stare at them. My slip is like a giant silken
tent held high over your head. My muscular legs are like two nylon covered
tree trunks, and my garter belt and panties are stretched to the breaking
point around my massive hips. 	 "Like my panties, little one," I remark as I
flex my massive calf muscles a few times. I can't see your face through the
top of my slip, but I can feel your pathetic, little hands moving all over the
front of my massive, silk panties. Look at those muscles ripple. I wonder if
you've ever seen so tall a woman with muscles as developed as these. I hold my
slip so high above your head, that when you finally take your eyes off my
giant panties and nylons and try look up into my face, all you can see is what
seems like miles and miles of white, silky, nylon. 	Without any warning, I let
my half-slip down over your head and upper body. You look so incredibly tiny
as I hold you completely encased inside of my giant, nylon, half-slip. Your
little wife can't believe her eyes. I then pull the waist band of my half-slip
away from my hips so that it can fit over your head and chest. With my slip
still held out, I lower it so we are both held inside of it. Only your head,
shoulders, and part of your chest are sticking out through the top of my
mammoth half-slip, the rest of your little body is trapped inside. Your arms
don't even reach around my nylon clad hips as you try to hug me. Your tiny
hands are holding onto my panties. 	"Hey!" Judy yells. "What do you think
you're doing, Timmy. You get out from inside that Amazon's slip right now or
I'll give you the spanking of your life." 	I look down at you and see you
trembling from your wife's threat. Looking back at your wife in panic, you try
to wiggle out from inside of my slip. But my waist band is too strong for you
to escape from. With both of your pathetic, little hands you try to pull the
waist band out. Your weak, little arms strain, but you are no match for the
power of my slip. 	"Is Mommy's big, strong, slip to much for her little baby
girl ," I purr as I stroke your head gently. 	"Judy, I want you to see what
weak little-girl your husband really is," I exclaim as I grab both of your
little arms in my strong hands, and easily lift you up in the air. 	With you
hanging in mid-air, I insert first one then the other of your pencil thin
upper arms inside my strong bra's straps. Far above the floor and spread eagle
against me, your skinny arms are completely trapped inside my bra straps and
your waist is trapped inside my half-slip. Your head is jammed between my
massive brassiere cups. It is impossible for you see, to breath, or to move.
	With my hands above my head, and with you suspended in mid-air, hanging like
a rag doll from my bra straps, I easily show off by doing about 15 deep knee
bends. You must feel humiliated, being held captive so far off the floor
suspended and held only by a woman's nylon brassiere and half-slip. As hard as
you struggle, there is no escape from my strong silken prison. 	"Mommy's
undies to strong for you, little one?" I ask as you squirm to break free.
"It's no use, baby, Mommy's bra and slip are much to strong for you to escape
from, and Mommy's silky undies can hold you against her for as long as she
wants. You are much to weak to escape, and Mommy's undies are much to strong."
	"Let me down, you're hurting me," you cry out as my strong bra straps pinch
your skinny arms against me. 	I pay no heed to your cries. With you supported
in the air, I walk around the gym, with you hanging against me spread eagle.
Judy is horrified to see how easily I dominate her weak husband. After a few
more deep knee bends, finally I reach the weight bench. 	"OK little baby, stop
your crying. Mommy will let you down now," I say as I kiss you on the forehead
and remove your tiny arms from my bra straps. 	I then pull my half-slip's
strong elastic away from my waist so you can drop and fall to the floor at my
feet, a beaten little man. Now your wife sees just how weak and pitiful you
really are. 	 "Well, I guess I'll just do a few bench presses to warm up.
Let's see, about 215 pounds to start seems about right." I say as I smooth out
my half-slip and sit down on the bench. That must be more than that shrimp
weighs. I'll just lie down on my back and...one-two...one-two...one-two. Are
you enjoying my large biceps, Timmy. My arms and legs make your skinny limbs
look like sticks. 	Laying directly in front of me, I can't help noticing just
how tiny and insignificant you look. Just to piss your little wife off so
more, I spread my legs wide apart so you can get a good look up my silky
half-slip; all the way up to the crotch of my large, pink, nylon panties.

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can tell that you are a lover of woman's panties, because I can see that you
are getting excited looking at mine. Just to get your wife, madder, I spread
my legs even further apart. My strong half-slip is as taut as a trampoline and
my silky panty strains against my gigantic, hairy
cunt...one-two...one-two...one-two. 	"Why Timmy, you're shaking," I exclaim as
I watch as you continue to stare up my half-slip. "Haven't you ever seen a
woman's panties before? I mean a real woman, a woman who's panties are easily
more than twice as big as your pitiful little undies?" Your wife is getting
madder and madder as you stare up my slip. 	"Timmy, you stop looking up that
bitch's slip this minute," Judy yelled. 	"Yes, little one," I echoed. "It's
not nice to look up a woman's slip. You're little wife might spank you if you
disobey her. Would you like your little wife to put you over her knee?" 	"Now
Timmy, I want you to stand up and take off your clothes and come over here and
sit on my lap so I can be your new Mommy," I said as I put down the weights
and sat up on the bench. "Wouldn't you like me to play with your big penis?
Come on, little one I want you to be my little baby boy." 	Reluctantly, you
obey and after taking off your work-out shorts and top, you walk up and stand
in front of me dressed only in your underwear. 	 "Now baby," I said with my
hands on my silken hips, "Mommy said she wants you to take off all of your
clothes. Now get your ugly little-boy 'panties' off and climb up here on
Mommy's lap right now or I'll give you a spanking far worse than any your wife
ever gave you!" 	Your hands are shaking as you remove your small cotton
briefs. First one skinny leg then the other. Finally you are standing
completely nude in front of me; your little undies at your feet. I lean over
and pick up your underwear. I can't believe how small they are. Holding them
up to my brassiere, I stretch the ends of the waist band between my fingers.
Even when I stretch them, your little briefs are still only one-half the size
of either of my massive brassiere cups. Then lowering them to my legs, I try
to put your tiny undies on. They barely fit over my 26" nylon covered calves.
And long before they get to my powerful 38" thighs, my giant legs have ripped
them into pieces. Holding the torn remains of your "cotton panties" between my
thumb and first finger, I throw them on the floor. They remind me more of a
little-boy's underwear, not those of a grown man. 	I can see why you didn't
want to remove your undies sooner. Your little 2" inch penis that is sticking
straight out like a flagpole, is the smallest penis I've ever seen on a grown
man before. Even my clitoris is longer and bigger around than your tiny wee-
wee. And you have so little public hair, that I can't help laughing at your
little, stiff, penis as it pulsates up and down like a little 10 year old
boy's. 	I reach out with my thumb and first finger and grab the tip of your
tiny wee-wee between them and shake it. Pinching your tip, I hold up your
little tool so I can see your balls. Your little balls are no bigger than two
marbles. 	"Now grab onto Mommy's slip and climb up," I say as pull my
half-slip as tight as the silky material will bare. The material of my slip is
so tight and slippery, that it's hard for you to grasp hold off. After sliding
off a few times, I finally grab you by the shoulders and drag you up on my
silken lap face down. Your tiny, hardened penis is positioned directly between
my spread thighs. It is smashed into the tightened material of my half-slip
and your little butt is facing straight up in the air. 	 	You finally get your
tiny butt positioned in the center of my taut half-slip. Your back is to me so
you're sitting suspended in the center of my slip with your legs hanging down
over the front between my legs. The strong nylon material of my slip easily
supports you, and as I move my legs in and out, I bounce you higher and
higher. I squeeze your puny biceps between my fingers. As I bounce you up and
down on my lap, I can tell that you enjoy the feeling of your little penis
hitting my silky half slip each time you come down. I can see it is getting
harder than before. Now your little penis has grown to a full 2¾ inches long;
but still much smaller than my giant clit. 	"Doesn't your little Timmy look
cute on my lap?" I say to Judy as I stop bouncing you and start to rub your
penis between my thumb and first finger. 	"I think I'll make you my little
baby girl," I say as I turn you to the side so your little legs are now
hanging over my left thigh. I can see that Judy is getting madder and madder.
She can tell that you love sitting on my half-slip. You look up into my eyes
as your hands kneed my 63HHH, nylon brassiere. 	"Does my little Timmy love his
big Mommy?" I ask. You acknowledge me by sucking my nipples through the silky
material of my bra. Your eyes are cast lovingly up into my face. 	"I'll bet
when you were a little boy you used to look up your Mother's dress and slip
any chance you got," I said as you continue sucking and kneading on my huge
brassiere cup. 	"Did she cross her legs so you could get a good view of her
silky crotch? Did it turn her on to see you sitting on the living room floor
looking up her dress while she pretended to read the paper? I'm sure that when
she got turned on, you could see her crotch getting wet and dark as she
started to cum in her panties. I'll bet the spot of pre-cum that stained the
crotch of her white, silk, panties got you excited." I looked down on your
tiny face as you suck on my giant nipple, your hands kneed my brassiere, your
half-closed eyes gazing into my face. " 	"I'll bet that she even made you
jealous when she spread her nylon covered legs and showed her stained nylon
panties to your little 12 year old friends when they came over to play. 	And
when she was in her bedroom getting dressed, I'll bet you just loved sitting
on her bed and watching her as she put on her extra large undies. Did she let
you help her put on her panties and slip? God, it must have felt great for you
to pick out just what silky brassieres, half-slips, and panties she would wear
each day. Did she pick you up hold you like I did, Timmy? Did she kiss you as
she held you far off the ground? Did it feel good to be held tight against her
silky underwear? Did she play with your little wee-wee with the lacy hem of
her slip as you sat on her nylon covered lap? How did it feel when she let you
crawl up inside her half-slip and snuggle against on of her nylon covered
legs? Did you feel safe hiding deep inside her slip.? Could you smell the
odors emanating from her panties? I'm sure that you would hold on to her
strong garter straps as you rubbed your little wee-wee against her nylon
covered calves?" 	"I'll even bet that when your Mother left the house, you
would sneak into her bedroom and go through her underwear drawer and try on
her biggest panties, girdles, and slips. I'll bet that her underwear was so
big on you that you had to hold them up around your skinny little body just to
keep them on. When she came home early and caught you playing with yourself
dressed in her gigantic, silky, underthings, I'll bet she would sit on the
edge of her bed, dressed in her brassiere and half-slip and lay you across her
silky lap and spank you as you cried for her to stop. Did your little wee-wee
feel good as it pressed against her slip and panties as she spanked your
little bottom?" 	"You know what I think, I think my little Timmy is a 'Mommy's
boy.' And I think that my little Timmy would secretly like to wear a woman's
panties that are as big on him as his Mother's were when he was a little boy.
Now tell me the truth little one. Wouldn't you love to put on my big panties?
I bet they're bigger than your Mother's were. Wouldn't you like to just
snuggle inside of them?" With your head down you nod 'yes.' 	I decide to let
you suffer for a while. I might let you wear your wife's panties later, but it
will be some time before I let you wear my panties. They probably would fall
off your skinny little body anyway. 	I then pick you up by the waist and turn
you around facing me. I hold you up to me and wrap your skinny legs around my
waist. Easily I stand up, lifting you high in the air. "Hold on to Mommy's bra
straps now," I say as I carry you over to your wife, Judy. 	Then I hear Judy
say, "You put my husband down, you big overgrown bitch." 	As I continue
holding you, with one arm I pick Your wife up with my other arm. "Listen
cunt," I say as I easily hold both of you in my powerful arms. "I want you to
take of your panties and give them to me so I can put them on your little
pitiful husband." 	Holding both you and your wife, I kiss you on the cheek. 	I
first put Judy down. She pulls down her shorts down and takes off her panties.
They're only about half the size of my panties, but they're still bigger than
your undies. 	"Here, hand them to me, " I say as I continue to hold your tiny
body with one strong arm. You are starting to look scared as I hand your
wife's large, nylon panties to you. I set you down and order you to put them
on. They're much too big on you, and you look like a little girl in his
Mommy's undies as you stand looking up at me. Your wife's panties are so large
on you that your tiny hard- on is lost in the excess silky material. 	I bend
over and kiss you on the top of your head as you wrap your arms around my
broad hips. I can feel your little penis rubbing against my strong, silky
thigh. You enjoy the feeling in your wife's panties as they rub against my
half-slip. 

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