Transformed into a muscular amazon by the Goddess of War, Aureliana is going to teach the weak and pathetic gladiators that they can’t compete against a superior woman.
Branded a traitor, Aureliana is condemned to death in the Coliseum. Trapped in the stinking pits beneath the great structure awaiting her punishment, she prays to Minerva, Goddess of War for deliverance.
Little does she expect her prayers to be answered, and she’s magically transformed into a powerful giantess with bulging muscles. After she teaches the jailor to never lay a finger on a muscular woman, she turns her attention to the overconfident gladiators.
She’s going to emasculate, crush, and utterly dominate the famous gladiators sent against her. And once she’s done with them, she’s going to make her lover, Fabius, worship every inch of her rock-hard muscles.
Product Warning: This book contains sexually explicit scenes, which includes Female Muscle worship, Muscle Domination, and a woman showing weak men just how inferior they are to a strong muscle goddess.
Fabius leaned in, his mouth pressing against her bulging bicep. His lips caressed the skin, his hand squeezing the muscle. “It’s so big.”
“Usually I’m the one saying that,” she said, bouncing her bicep. It felt so wonderful being worshipped by Fabius. All the stress, all the dangers of the day were slipping away as he kissed and massaged her thick arm. “I want you to worship all my muscles.”
His lips seared her smooth skin as he traveled up her arm, pausing at her protruding muscular shoulder, brushing past her heavy breast, lightly kissing the ridges that seemed carved between her ab muscles.
She trembled at his touch, the ache between her legs growing until she couldn’t take another second. Every fiber of her being needed him, and she felt almost feverish with desire. “I want you,” she said, grabbing his neck and dragging him up for a sensual kiss.
Her lips slid across his, and she nipped his lower lip, holding it between her teeth. She stared into his eyes hungrily, seeing her desire mirrored in his dark irises. She reached down, lifting his tunic, her hand finding his quivering cock. It felt like forged iron in her grip.
“My, aren’t we hard,” she whispered in her throaty voice, her red lips brushing his ear. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this turned on before, my love.”
He shuddered in her grasp, leaning his head back, letting out a little moan. Precum leaked down the tip of his hard cock, the warm liquid dribbling down her fingers. “I don’t know why I need you so much.”
“Is it because I dominated those men in the arena?” she purred into his ear. “Is it because you know you don’t stand a chance against me?” As she spoke, her hand pumped his cock, the smooth skin sliding easily between her fingers.
“My Goddess,” he grunted, a look of rapture on his face. “I love how strong you are. I love the way you look like an amazon warrior.”
“Hmmm… amazon warrior… I think I like that.” she continued to fist his cock, letting out little whines of pleasure with each stroke. “Do you want to spill your seed on my hard muscles?”
“More than anything in the world,” he panted.
She knelt in front of him, lifting her arm, and flexed with a naughty grin on her face. As her muscle swelled to its massive proportion, she increased the tempo of her fist, her hand sliding up and down his thick shaft, coaxing out his sticky cum.
He let out a little moan, leaning forward, his gaze fixated on her huge bicep. “It’s so huge and hard.”
Aureliana let his moans and little shifts of his body guide her, squeezing the bulbous head of his cock, her hand a blur as she increased the tempo. She could feel him inching towards the edge, so close to spilling every drop of his hot and sticky seed on her thick arm. “I command you to spill your seed on my superior arm.”