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You run as fast as you can. In front of you is Harry's crane. Realising that you'll be safe up there, you sprint up to it. You climb the ladder as quickly as you can, deliberately not looking behind you, knowing that'll only make you more scared. Within a minute you have reached the top of the crane.

Unable to get any words out as you catch your breath, you tap Harry on the shoulder. Amazingly, he still seems totally oblivious to you. His jaw has obviously been hanging agape for some time, as there is a large glob of drool running down his chin, dripping onto the floor. Harry seems to be only able to concentrate on one thing. You follow his stare.

Through the crane's window, you can see the ground almost fifty metres below you. As you look further away, you can see the row of crates where you had been standing. Beyond that you suddenly see something absolutely incredible.

Standing in amongst all that devastation is the most incredibly beautiful woman to have ever lived.

She is about five foot six inches tall, with long sun-drenched blonde hair. You can't see her eyes from here, but you just know that they're going to be blue. Even from this distance, her face is absolutely stunning. Her gorgeous smile seems to light up the entire harbour, her cheeks dimpling erotically as her smile widens. Her breasts are absolutely gigantic, floating in front of her like a pair of hot air balloons, apparently uneffected by gravity. Her skin in deeply tanned all over, making her look very fit. However, that wasn't the only thing that made her look fit, not by a long way.

Her body is blessed with the largest, most clearly defined muscles you have ever seen on a woman. Her abdominal muscles look they are carved from granite, sharply defined into a clear six-pack under the bright sunlight. Even when her arms are straight, her biceps and triceps flare out like over-inflated balloons glued to her stocky arms. Her buttocks are like a pair of steel balls wrapped in silk, rippling with raw power as she strides forwards. Her thighs are smothered in thick, flexing muscle, bulging as the woman sensually walks up to a pile of metal crates.

The woman, who you estimate to be no more than 20 years old, crouches down, making her muscular buns become even more prominent. Then, she gently slips her delicate fingers underneath the stack of crates. You estimate that the pile must weigh dozens of tonnes - far more than even this crane could lift, never mind a mere mortal.

The girl's immense muscles don't even flex as she effortlessly lifts four of the crates simultaneously. Not only that, but she appears to be only using a single arm. You squint your eyes, attempting to get a clearer view. Your legs fall out from underneath you as you realise that she is supporting 20 tonnes of solid steel with only her smallest finger.

You are awoken by a violent shaking.

"W-Where am I?" you mumble, looking around.

As your vision comes back into focus you realise that you are still in the crane. Suddenly, the cabin vibrates again. You hear the low moan of metal being stretched apart and feel the whole crane rise upwards. Unable to believe what you think is happening, you stagger to the window and look down.

You see the girl's beautiful face smile back at you, her spectacular physique supporting the 200 tonne crane with no apparent effort whatsoever. Staring into her deep blue eyes you have to grab a hand rail to steady yourself.

"God!" you think, "That woman is totally intoxicating!"

You notice that Harry has passed out from the excitement. His trousers are literally sodden with his semen.

This girl is your fantasy come true. But do you want to risk going down to meet her - if she turns out to be hostile, you wouldn't stand the slightest chance.

• Go down and meet her
• Carry on hiding and hope for the best