Olga the Muscleguard

Story by nirmal

Olga the Muscleguard

by John; shemaled:- and tuned by DEA

becoming a prisoner in a totalitarian state is easy and never safe - a violent shemale story

warning � sex, violence, gore and a muscular shemale in this story... :-)

Olga got out of bed and stood before the mirror. She was totally nude. She

always slept in the nude. She yawned and slowly flexed her massive 30 inch

arms in a double biceps pose. She watched with approval as the shredded muscle

jumped to attention even at this early hour. Her biceps and triceps were truly

enormous, with hard, bulging fibers of muscle clearly visible under her

sun-tanned skin and veins crisscrossing everywhere. She then placed her hands

on her hips and flexed her pecs, lats and abs. Her gigantic 85 inch bust

bulged with muscle. Her huge pecs and tits pushed out from her ribcage, big

and thick and striated with rippling muscle fibers. The cleavage between those

two huge pieces of meat must have been fifteen inches deep. Her delts looked

like bowling balls of muscle capping shoulders that were more than twice as

wide as her hips. Thick, wide lats flared out to the sides, tapering down to

her narrow, athletic hips and muscular, big ass. Her 8-pack abs looked like a

washboard. Shit, her waist was only 30 inches, tiny on a body that was packed

with 450 pounds of muscle. She flexed her quads and watched the huge slabs of

muscle spring to attention at her command. Fibers and veins were everywhere.

Her thighs measured an enormous 40 inches, more than her waist. Her calves

were 28 inches, bigger than most guys' thighs. She smiled as she saw just how

huge and shredded she was. Her blue eyes and long blond hair betrayed her

roots in Siberia. She was dreadful and pretty at the same time. A goddess to

die for...

She started to get hard as she looked at her body in the mirror and thought

about the day ahead. She was gonna have a lot of fun. She loved her job as the

muscleguard. She was gonna lift tons of heavy weights, eat tons of good food,

snuff out some chickens just for fun, as many as she wanted, and fuck the shit

out of at least five or six chickens. Her record was ten fucks in one day. Ten

chickens fucked to death by Olga the Muscleguard.

Olga had been the Muscleguard at the Zhigrov Prison Camp for six months.

During that time she had put on 40 more pounds of muscle, going from 410 to

450 pounds at her height of 7 feet 2 inches. She was a giant, bigger and

stronger than most men in the world, and she was still young - only 19 years

old. She was gonna keep getting bigger and stronger.

Olga was the only child of two elite members of the old Soviet sports machine.

Both her mother and father were shot-putters of the Soviet track and field

team. They were each plucked out of their villages in Siberia at a young age

by Soviet sports officials because they were the biggest and strongest girl

and boy in their whole region. Then they were trained at the special sports

camp where they lifted weights, ate huge amounts of food and got constant

injections of steroids and other muscle-building hormones and drugs. They got

tremendously big and strong and they both became champion shot-putters. And

they were both very aggressive. Big, strong, aggressive athletes.

The sports machine encouraged them to mate with each other so they could

produce a child even bigger and stronger than they were. They produced Olga.

Olga weighed 12 pounds when she was born. She was a big, healthy baby and a

big, healthy infant. Olga thrived in the care of her huge parents. They knew

she was going to be a great athlete, bigger and stronger than they were and

they did everything to make it real, maybe too much. Besides her size, there

was another unusual thing on Olga. Due to the strong genetic manipulation and

hormones she had been given nearly since she was born, some secondary effects

appeared soon. Her little, still innocent sex slowly changed into something

that nobody expected - a penis. Moreover, both of her parents unfortunately

died in a plane crash when Olga was only two years old and then there was

nobody else willing to protect her. She was considered a monster, a failure,

and she was sent to an ordinary orphanage close to Moscow.

Almost immediately everyone at the orphanage could see that Olga was

different. She was much bigger and stronger than any of the other kids of her

age, both girls and boys and she loved to show off her strength by lifting

heavy objects and by beating up other kids. Olga would pick up a tricycle on

the playground and press it up and down several times with ease. No other kid

could lift the thing off the ground. She already also became quite aggressive.

Olga loved to walk up to another kid and punch him in the gut. She loved the

feeling of her knuckles hitting the flesh of another human being. She loved

watching the expression on the face of the other kid as the miserable little

wimp

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