Those of us who worship muscles are obviously turned on by tangible, real life displays of muscle and strength. Women like Julie Bourassa, Lisa Cross, Robin Hillis etc flexing and pumping their amazing guns as they work out is total ecstasy to us. However, there are those among us whose sheer lust for muscles and strength can't merely be satisfied by the possible. We need more. Our minds need at least the fantasy of women being stronger and more muscular than what is humanly possible. At the moment my wallpaper on my laptop is a cartoon image of supergirl/superwoman bursting through chains as her costume begins to tear. She has the face and tits of a world class pornstar and the muscles of a top class male bodybuilder. (I subsequently found out it was a David C Matthews animation loosely based on Melissa Coates in her prime) The combination of her beauty, bulk and sheer power take my breath away.
Similarly, when reading a few Tetsuko comics by the aforementioned David C Matthews a while ago, I was totally mesmerised and aroused beyond belief. This gorgeous, blonde, buxom herculean goddess was my every wet dream come true. Not just her sensational muscles, but her superhuman impossible strength. Crushing guns with one hand, folding metal doors into little balls, that kind of stuff drives me crazy. So when I saw an issue called 'Derek' where her soon to be ex boyfriend refers to her as a horrible, disgusting freak, I'm wondering what planet he is inhabiting? Were I lucky enough to have a girlfriend as strong and as sexy as Tetsuko, I would worship her daily. Not a moment would go by where I wouldn't look for more romantic and erotic ways to let her know how amazing she was. The beauty of a character like Tetsuko, is because she is depicted as someone who values warmth and personality above all else that the average guy, can allow himself to entertain the notion that were this woman real, she'd be attainable. After all, women this huge and powerful are so far beyond the realm of what's even possible for the largest male bodybuilder, that nearly all men appear physically inadequate next to them. So the kind, caring, scrawny or tubby guy, in this fictional world probably has more of a chance than an aggressive 6'5 muscle hulk.
Indeed that is the really appealing thing of female muscle fiction, because they are usually written by fans, they can set the boundaries of what's possible. They can make the male protagonist an average guy that most of us could relate too and have him win the heart of the superhuman goddess in front of him. On the rare occasions that I write muscle and strength fiction publicly on Saradas, this is the vibe I go for. My 'Do You Want Bis with that?' and 'Becky Robinson :Rich and Powerful' stories, both explore these themes.
Both these stories are works in progress (Do you want bis with that is more or less parked) but the Becky Robinson story in particular is essentially a love story where a superhuman muscle goddess,, who through her combination of strength and intelligence has become the world's wealthiest person, has turned her back on meaningless sex with random beefcakes she has no respect for, in favour of committing to her highschool best friend, a physically inadequate man who was the first man to ever accept her for what she was. The character of 'David' in this story, represents all of us who have lusted over a muscle woman but never dreamed they would fall for us. It is complete fiction of course, but it gives a strange sense of satisfaction, certainly to me as the writer and hopefully also to those reading. This story for me is also an interesting experiment in gender role reversals. For years Becky has been almost unconsciously doing what many men are often accused of doing. Dehumanising the men she sleeps with and basically using them as sex objects. Living, breathing sex toys to be used once or maybe a few times for short term pleasure before being discarded and forgotten about. She then makes a radical life decision by deciding to commit to the one man who ever made her feel she deserved more. Muscle fiction allows us to visualise in our mind's eye, musculature and feats of strength not possible within the limits of the real world.
Even moreso, female muscle art, such as that by the great David C Matthews and available from various artists on the Deviant Art website, allows us to physically see these glorious muscles and highly erotic feats of strength. One controversial area in muscle and strength fiction is the sometimes high level of gore and extreme violence. While the Becky Robinson Story is not gorey or violent, some of mine are and a lot of others on Saradas or sites such as 'Xtreme Strength' are too. I would argue though that while objections to violence are understandable, the tone of some of the criticsm of such violence go overboard. It seems to be based on a false assumption that the violence is being glorified. When you think of it however, how is a violent female muscle story any different t the violence in a Stephen King Novel or a Quentin Tarrantino film? Are they somehow endorsing violence too? The fantasy element of such stories lie in the suspension of reality and the idea thatsuch extreme acts of strength and power are possible. If readers are turned on by such stories I would like to think it is because of the intense level of muscle and stregth than the grotesque violence. When I write a particularly violent character, they are usually either a superhero with zero tolerance towards violent criminals or a psychotic criminal themseves. In such cases I do not try to hide the evilness of the character, if others misinterpret this, that is not my fault or the fault of the stories. After all if we cannot trust human adults to differentiate between fantasy and reality, then we really are in trouble.
My Becky Robinson story can be found here. http://saradas.org/index.php?topic=323776.0