Strong Girl-The Origin of Power
By Jeremy Wilson, rvdfan315@charter.net
“The World’s Strongest Woman’s” roots are revealed


"I guess it started when I was seventeen years old, I was a junior in high
school and a member of both the softball and cross country teams." Strong Girl
said in an exclusive interview with Inside Edition. "I knew I was stronger
than most of the other girls on the teams and had excellent endurance too, I
blew away most of my competition and I had yet to lift a weight really. I hit
the most homeruns 22 in a 18 game season, even though I was the pitcher, and I
could throw 85 mile an hour fastballs underhand, no girl could hit me, I also
won 13 of 17 cross country runs, most of them by at least 2 minutes over the
next girl." The interviewer sat there, interested, but definitely not bored as
Strong Girl’s Olympian physique bulged out of her satin jumpsuit. "I hadn’t
even touched a weight until the end of softball season of that year, at the
suggestion of my coach, the first time I had entered the weight room, it was
like I had come home, almost literally because I almost lived in the gym for
the next four years, and that’s when I came to be a super heroine." Strong
Girl then flexed her unbelievably huge and ripped 54 inch biceps, small for
her, but she hadn’t had her daily workout that day, usually she wouldn’t even
go out of the house anymore without her biceps fully pumped to their usual 65
inch circumference. Her chest was heaving as the front of her jumpsuit was
zipped down to show the incredible cleavage that her pecs were creating, not
to mention her honeydew sized breasts that were sticking out with nipples the
size of champagne corks. "This is the result of those four years of hard work
and the genetics that my parents gave to me, it was unbelievable how fast my
lifting was taking off, it was incredible to me, but even more incredible to
the guys in the gym."

So the interviewer asked "So how strong were you exactly when you first
started lifting with the guys?" Strong Girl thought about it for a while and
rubbed her chin, making her immense bicep pop out some and the vein on her
bicep start to throb a little. "Well, the coach was supervising the football
team when he saw me come in with my sweats and said ‘look at the fat girl, she
looks like wants to work out, well what do we think of that boys’, well the
football players started laughing at me, but it didn’t affect me that much,
being an athlete made me thick skinned and I just laughed it off." She laughed
thinking how strong she was right now, she is at least 10,000 times stronger
at this point then when she was in high school. "So at that point I had to
silence the guys there, I took off my sweats to reveal my sports bra and
running shorts, they found I wasn’t fat at all, in fact I was quite big, but
it was closer to solid muscle than flabby fat." She looked down at her
incredible physique and pumped up her extremely defined pecs by bouncing them
up and down and smirking into the camera. "As you can see I don’t have that
problem anymore, do I?" She giggled giddily as the members of the audience
were standing and cheering as she flexed her incredible muscles. "Well,
anyway, the first thing I did was get under the bench press, which was already
loaded with 315 pounds, and I get some amazed looks, I didn't know it was
really that heavy because I repped it out like it was a pillow, I finally
stopped at 100 repititions and the whole weightroom was amazed." The
interviewer was impressed again, but not that surprised as he had already
known she was very strong throughout her life, it would make sense for her to
be that strong in high school. "Go on", he said, anxious to hear she was going
to say next. "Then I asked the coach what the record bench press for the
school was, he said it was 550 pounds, set 12 years before by a 340 pound
lineman, so I told him to put 575 pounds on the bar because I felt like
breaking some records today." The interviewer, taken aback by the strength of
the then 17 year old girl he had his mouth open and was almost drooling. He
asked "575, that must have been hard, wasn't it?" Strong Girl responded "Well,
at first it was, but as soon as I got it off the rack, it almost felt lighter
and it kept getting lighter on the journey down to my chest." As she said this
her breasts heaved a little more, making the zipper move down a couple of
notches on the front of her jumpsuit. "Then I brought it back up and it was
almost easy, I proceeded to do it for ten reps, each rep was easier than the
last, everyone in the weight room was astounded, especially the jock coach who
was there when the lineman benched that 550 record 12 years before, he didn't
think he'd ever see that record broken, not only was it, but I smashed it into
a million pieces." Strong Girl smiled as she continued her story "Then just to
make sure that the boys were even more humiliated I made them 200 more pounds
on there, I knew the conservative record for the super heavyweight male bench
press record was 750 pounds, so I wanted to shoot for that on my first day of
lifting." Strong Girl was smiling so radiantly at this point that many of the
men in the studio audience were covering their pants with whatever they had
handy, as they were developing intense erections that were seconds away from
spurting, just from the sight of Strong Girl and the story she was telling
about her muscle awakening.

She cooed as she saw the situation the men in the audience were going through,
and then she asked the interviewer "I think our audience is enjoying my story,
what do you think?" The interviewer, a man, was also a bit hot under the
collar, but he was professional enough to keep his composure and ask the next
question. "Well, yes, how was the rest of your high school strength building
experience?" Strong Girl thought about it a little and said "Well, I continued
lifting for the next year, then I graduated one month after my 18th birthday,
I was already as strong as the world’s strongest men at 17, then at 18, I was
almost 3 times as strong as they were, I could already bench a ton and leg
press 3500 pounds easily, there was no one who could come close to my level of
strength." She thought to herself, no one can now (except for her
friend/partner Super Kitty). "The coaches of the football and baseball teams
asked me to join, but I declined, I decided that even though I was stronger
than any three people in those sports, I wanted to keep my feminine image, for
the most part I did, but I still played softball, I just kept my true strength
suppressed a little as not to alert people to me."

Strong Girl continued, "I graduated in May of 2000, but I decided not to go to
college, I felt I learned all I wanted to and I wanted to make some money for
myself, my father was a very successful construction company owner, making
millions of dollars a year, so I decided to go into that line of work, I later
learned what a good decision that turned out to be." Before the interviewer
had a chance to ask her, she explained "I had a lot more chances to show off
and build my strength at the construction sites I worked at then I had at high
school, there were more and heavier weights, and more ways to use them than I
had at my school." Intrigued at this, the interviewer asked her to expand on
this. "Well, obviously, the weights in the high school gym had limitations,
they only went up to a grand total of 3500 pounds plus the bar, the heaviest
of which weighed 200 pounds, so I could only work up to a max of 3700 pounds
total, which I could do for squats, but I needed more and heavier weights."
She continued, while the audience were on the edge of her seats. "The
construction company had tons and tons of metal and wood that I could work out
with whenever I really wanted to and I did without any real limits, I just got
stronger and stronger all the time I was working there." The interviewer asked
Strong Girl about the various feats of strength she performed at the
construction yard. "Well the first time I was there, I had picked up an I-Beam
that had been dropped by the crane and was teetering near one of the bathroom
stations, I rushed over to it and with a little effort lifted it straight over
my head and put it gently down on the ground." The interviewer stopped her
story with a question "Weren't the men at the site amazed at your feats of
strength, how could you show off like that and let just about the whole world
know about your strength." Strong Girl thought about it a while and responded
"Well of course the foreman had already told most of the workers there that I
was especially strong, he didn’t know the extent of my strength, but he had
told them that I had the power of at least 4 normal men, which of course was
false, I had the strength of at least 12 normal men at that time." The crowd
applauded, those of which were not covering the growing wet spots in their
pants and skirts. Strong Girl continued "Some men who were there hadn’t heard
of my various feats of strength that I had done in High School and in my
everyday life, so they didn’t know what I was capable of at all, they were
dumbstruck, mouths hanging open and overalls bulging, not that they were
paying attention to their little construction men, they were totally under my
power." She laughed, as she made a pun. "Those men came around to ask me if
they could feel my arms, they were totally astounded that anyone, especially a
girl not yet out of her teens, could do those kinds of things, I was okay with
it for a while, but for the most part, I was annoyed, sure I was different,
sure I could lift more than any ten of them put together, but I didn’t want to
be looked at as a freak or anything like that." The reporter responded "Well,
I don’t think anyone would consider you a freak, you are exceedingly special,
but in no way are a freak, I believe the audience would agree, am I right?"
Again the audience roared their approval as Strong Girl put on a mini-posing
show, which made the crowd cheer even louder. "Well, after a while, the men
grew to accept me as part of the crew and I did most of my heavy working out
during my off hours there." The interviewer asked "Well you must have gained a
lot of strength over the time you were there, how long were you there for?"
Strong Girl answered, "I was with the construction company for a year and a
half." The interviewer then continued his previous question "How did you work
out, what kinds of different weights could you have used there?" Strong Girl
answered "There were 25 feet long I beams, about 13 inches thick, each weighed
a ton and a quarter, 2500 pounds, and they had all these huge tractor tires,
there were dozens of them all around that place, each one without the hubs,
weighed 750 pounds, so my third day on the job I got all the tires I could and
stacked them in a corner and I took an I-beam and set it in the same corner, I
constructed a bench out of solid lead and steel scraps laying around the site
and that was my workout setup." The interviewer didn’t mince words "Well how
powerful did you get, how strong were you when you left the site a year and a
half later?" Strong Girl had a big smile on her face as she answered "Well I
got stronger and stronger as the time went on I started out with 4000 pounds,
2 tons, at the end, I got up to 25,000 pounds, or 12.5 tons, but of course I
kept getting even stronger after that." The crowd was cheering and yelling,
and Strong Girl got a little embarrassed by all the attention she was getting.

Then the reporter got serious "Then something very bad happened to you, didn’t
it?" Strong Girl had a hard time controlling her emotions as she told her tale
"Yes, my father died, he was only 56 and he died of a heart attack, I was
lucky though, dad had made his will out when he was fifty and as part of his
will I got 2.5 billion dollars and the family mansion in Los Angeles, my older
brother Phillip got ownership of the construction business and the Mansion in
Tampa, Florida, overall I was very saddened though, I had to leave the
construction company to get my families affairs in order and I had to get the
house in order too, but I didn’t have much time to grieve because of that, I
guess I never knew how much my father really loved me, but I didn’t really
tell him I loved him much either, I only wish I had that last chance." Strong
Girl broke down and started crying, though not to the point of sobbing, tears
were rolling down her tan cheek as the interviewer gave her a couple of
tissues. "Thank you, so now, I just hope I live my life in a way that would
make my father proud of me, wherever he is now." The interviewer was being
sympathetic and patted her shoulder, huge like a basketball and harder than
steel, he caressed it as though it was a fluffy stuffed animal. "I think your
father would be proud of you Strong Girl, you have been very honest and
generous throughout your time protecting the nation and you have become a role
model for everyone all over the world, you have done just fine." Strong Girl
was overcome with emotion again, this time, love, she leaned forward and gave
the interviewer a gift he would remember for the rest of his life, Strong Girl
kissed him on the lips. "Thank you so much, I wasn’t so sure before, but now I
know, everything I do, daddy would be proud of me, thanks for making me
realize it." Well, the interviewer still shaken by the kiss that Strong Girl
planted on him, looked to the camera absentmindedly, then saw the producer
pointing to the teleprompter. "Well that’s all for this Inside Edition
special, we hope you tune in tomorrow when we interview Cuban dictator Fidel
Castro, now in his fiftieth year of his reign, Thank you for tuning in, and
thanks most to Strong Girl, it was a very interesting interview." The End