Silly Fantasy L&C Stories

 Believe it or not, I screwed stuff up with Jade. I loved her . So much . It was impossible to not love her. She was an invincible goddess of strength and grace. I worshipped her muscles and felt more vulnerable and comfortable as I could. She unlocked my feminine side. Sadly, as it does. My ego creeped back in. Each time I wasn’t with her, I felt disgusted by myself. I’d look at the mirror wearing her t shirt which was so lose on me , and feel - what happened to the man in me ? My friends who were afraid to tease me in front of her would do so when she was not around. I knew if she came in the room , she would kick their ass so hard but I didn’t want to. In her absence, the noise of me losing myself got louder. One day it broke me as I cried on the floor naked while she was on tour. I was too afraid to face her so I left a note and moved back to India. I joined a gym , enrolled in a high protein nutrition program. I built solid muscle for 1 year and looked almost twice as big as b...

Well I met Jade at a bar where she totally physically dominated me and another dude. Something about being on her shoulder made me hard. I felt so weird. It’s like I wanted her , needed her. I texted her shortly after apologizing for “nothing” by saying I shouldn’t have said wwe is made up. We flirted about how strong she is . She knew how to press all buttons . She is also incredibly smart , easy to talk to and really funny. We talked for hours and started going on dates. I never dated someone as muscular as her or as strong . I never knew anyone that strong before . I was constantly impressed by her life . She walked through life with purpose and ease . People constantly made way for her because she was so strong . At a bar , in a concert, anywhere , her open sleeves just demanded attention. I obviously have play (for her) armwrestled her with my whole body only to lose. In public, I intuitively held her hand or arm with both my hands as if I belong to her like I am her arm candy....

 One  I was on an assignment in Los Angeles. The bar in East Hollywood was buzzing. I was drinking my beer in peace and eating my pizza, watching a basketball match on one screen of the sports bra. Another one of the screen was playing WWE. Everyone else seemed interested in that. A muscular black woman - picked up a 250 lb woman and dropped her . Everyone cheered for that. It was so made up but I did get distracted by that raw power . She kicked the woman in the face and picked her up again and casually threw her out of the ring, people cheered and high fived. What’s up with that crowd ? Who’s so into made up wrestling ? I smirked a bit too loudly. “Honey? You wanna made up wrestle me ?” A woman said almost as if she was talking to me. I looked back- it was her : Jade Cargill. Standing tall enough at 5’10”, her aura had pure power around her. Her clothes were trying to keep up with the muscles so bad. In that tank top her biceps were so huge and defined. Her shoulder was so r...