Commissioned Story: Maria (Lil Gremlin) (Patreon)

This commission was about Lil Gremlin, who if you don't know, is a model on my DA, who I shall give reference pics here https://www.deviantart.com/monkeyfreed/art/Maria-The-Master-955075666No guy understood why she came to the gym with a bar. It was one of the weirdest things, but she did so. This woman, wearing gym clothes and had her hair done in a bun with thick-rimmed glasses would come in and just do reps with a bar she brought to the gym herself. Not that any of the men in the gym were planning to stop her any time soon, the lady was a whole desert and a half. Tight firm ass, well-developed arms, and legs, pretty on the eyes, and her little moans as she lifted the bar made any of the men feel their engines roar. Not only was she a woman’s woman, but she was also a woman all the men wanted to have a one-on-one spar with in bed. Women like that don’t get seen often and watching her come in and out every day for 30 minutes was a thrill.

Today though, it was a bit different. Same woman, same clothes, same glasses, but this time the bar she brought in with her now had two small weights on each side. Little disks that just had the number ‘5’ on them. Whatever she had brought with her, it was just a sign that for all her workouts in the gym, she wasn’t anyone strong. The guys felt somewhat bad for her, but watching her do her usual practice of acting like she was deadlifting the bar was more than exciting. As much as the men were loving what they were watching, these things always had to be ruined. Ruined by such men who just couldn’t let these kinds of things go.

“Her form is awful, and what kind of baby weight crap is that?”

None of the men were fast enough to stop him. The man never gave his name, but he was well known as Skull. Because of the massive flaming skull tattoo on his rather large back. When you thought of a gym freak, you were going to think of Skull. Skull looked less like a bodybuilder, and more like the Hulk’s meaner bigger brother. When he marched towards the girl, the whole gym shook just from the pressures of his mighty footsteps. Skull was wearing a tank top, if you could even see it underneath his bulging muscles. His biceps were almost roaring with anticipation for what they were doing.

Skull didn’t work out at the gym, that was no fun for him. No, what Skull did, was punish people at the gym for thinking this was a ‘safe space’. He ground you into dust and made sure you knew you were dust under his very large and spiked combat boots. Skull got closer and closer to the woman, the gym shaking more and some men sending voiceless prayers to the girl’s entire family for losing her. Skull was going to snap her just like a twig. When Skull was finally upon her, the sheer size difference between them was astonishing. The woman wasn’t even the same species as Skull!

Skull was very close to her, and his body heat was at an inferno. If he touched most people, they would swear they were now sizzling. It was no question how she knew he was behind her. It was a question of how fast was she when she, without anyone even seeing it, turned around and handed him the bar.

“Here sweetie, can you hold this for me, thanks, I just wanna get some water, I’m really thirsty right now.”

The woman was already off to grab something else. Before any of the men could really see what had just happened or really gather that it just happened, something incredible was in plain view. The giant Skull, whose arms were thicker than the woman's and must have had over a foot on her, was on the ground. Skull was in tears, and obvious pain, whimpering at what he was holding. The men looked at what he was holding and saw it was the tiny little bar and its 5-pound weights on each end. Just what they thought Skull was holding.

Thus begged the question, why WAS he crying and why was the bar on the ground… and why was it cracking it? As if the very weight was too heavy for the floor. But that had to be impossible, the floor was reinforced for these kinds of situations! Especially given how strong Skull was. Skull was known for deadlifting weights that were heavier than him, and he weighed more than 2 men. How could he not even lift this tiny bar, and why was he sobbing in what looked to be indescribable pain? Some of the men, at the lack of better judgment, went out to help him. As much as they feared Skull, he was still technically one of them.

Skull was still in tears when four of his fellow weightlifters went to the bar. Despite how thin it was, it was rather long and easy for the four men to grab. With a power lift, all four men went to lift the bar. The men pulled as great as they could and harder than they ever had. Yet the bar did not budge, no matter what they threw at it. In fact, it almost hurt even to try to lift it. For them, that was. Skull was in great pain and crying in agony, wishing for someone to help. It would have been a greatly comedic act for anyone to witness this.

Five very strong large men, who had made a livelihood of lifting large impressive weights, were unable to even lift a single light bar. No matter what they did, this bar was not going to move. It was a good thing for them the woman from before, drinking some water and minding her business, casually just bent down to grab the bar and lifted it off the hands of Skull. It was a godsend for poor Skull. Not so much for the men holding the bar, who were now being dragged behind her as she walked. The woman didn’t even notice the four men and the four men weren’t able to understand what was going on! How strong WAS this girl?!

When the woman heard a pained groan from behind her, she FINALLY noticed what was going on, turning her head aside to see what the fuss was all about. Seeing who was harmed, she had to roll her eyes in amused annoyance. Boys will be boys, she always thought. With a single finger, she flicked their fingers off the bar. Making sure to be soft as she did so, to not break their fingers as she had done so. With the men’s fingers off the bar, she did a few reps with it while rolling her eyes a bit.

“Tell me, what were you boys doing with my bar? I gave it to that gentleman over there to hold it for me as I got some water. I was a bit thirsty, it IS hot outside and I need to keep refreshed if I’m going to do my workouts.”

The men couldn’t believe what she was saying or doing like this was all a game to her. Did she even NOTICE that she had broken Skull? Well, she was about to find out when she heard him whimpering. Maria got a good look at what had happened to Skull, the large muscular weight lifter, and had only one thought. To laugh at him. A rather cruel and powerful laugh, obviously enjoying what she was witnessing. The woman was beyond delighted by what she had seen and even wiped a tear away from her eyes. The men knew that whoever she was, she was NOT unaware of her strength. One of the men, somewhat trembling, actually spoke up in some reverence and fear of her.

“Who… who are you?”

The woman looked rather surprised he had asked, but it was a happy bit of surprise. The woman twirled the bar around one-handed and flexed her arm. What came from her arm was a small smooth yet very eye-catching bump. It was a small bicep, and yet something about it seemed bigger than any of the men could imagine having. Their biceps were far larger, but they felt… smaller, was the best word to describe it.

“You can call me Maria. I’m a bit stronger than any of you boys can imagine a gal can be. You guys really don’t know me? Well, then again, I am a woman who all women should know about and be glad to know.”

None of the men knew what she had meant, which did make Maria giggle a bit. Maria very much knew that no man could really get an idea behind her life, and how could they without her giving a free demonstration. Maria decided to give the men a good idea of how strong she really was by looking around for the first thing to lift. As luck would have it, Maria could tell that not everyone was looking at her or had noticed what was going on. Such as one man trying to lift weights with a bench press.

Maria sauntered towards her, and the four men’s eyes were on her as she got up close and personal with the man lifting. The man was sweating, his muscles screaming at him to stop, but his iron will tell him to go on. In his hands, was a bar 4x as thick as the one Maria had, and with the weights on it, was bending. It looked to be near 700 pounds, as the man was slowly but surely doing rep after rep. By the time he had finally reached 25, he was almost about to pass out before he put the weight on the rack. Thankfully for him, he had a spotter who helped take the weight off his hands.

The man had no time to thank who had done so before he was left an audience for the sight of the spotter curling the weight one-handed! Just lift it up and down one would with a yoga weight, obviously VERY unimpressed by what they were doing. Yawns emanated from the spotter as they curled the weight at a rather astonishing feat. In not even half the time, they had hit 25 reps with just one hand and were still going, bouncing the weights up and down with how quickly the spotter was going. This alone would be a sight unlike any other.

It was only more amazing who was doing the curling. It wasn’t Skull or even a larger stronger man. It was a tall slender woman, who blew her hair off her face and was obviously very unimpressed.

“Is this REALLY what men lift? Wow… I always come back feeling more sorry for you guys every day. I’d hate to be as weak as one of you guys, though I have to thank my mom for making me, well… me! The strongest of the strongest, and I’m more than proud to constantly show it off to you boys.”

Maria flipped her hair, enjoying her massive strength level. None of the men could believe what she was saying, it just sounded the ramblings of an insane woman. How could any woman be so much stronger than any of these men? Yet look at what was going on, and none of the men could even fathom an argument against what she was saying. They were watching what was going on, and none of them could even say she was wrong. The strength she was displaying, it couldn’t be faked. Though some were having a rather nasty thought in the back of their head. The kind of thought that scared these men.

If this was her strength, how much stronger was she than she was showing? Did she even have limits? If so, what were these limits? Maria was still repping the weights as they were, but she was finally bored with what was going on. Maria decided to finish off what she was doing by tossing the weight far in the air. Every man there, even those who didn’t take a look before, finally saw what had happened. Every single one of the men had a powerful reaction to what they had just seen. Screaming in absolute shock. They were watching the greatest and craziest sight of their lives.

Maria knew this was just the start of what would be very fun. As the weight was in the air, it smashed right into the ceiling. The ceiling around Maria immediately collapsed, pieces falling all around her. Maria wasn’t scared, using a single hand to strike any debris with astonishing speed and force. Without even looking at what was dropping around her, Maria’s fist blew them away to nothing but dust, easily removing any piece around her. Maria had no problem doing so, really waiting for the big weight. While the men saw the pieces of rubble explode, it was hard seeing it was her hand doing so.

Around her, at more than astonishing speed, was a blur as her arm looked to have disappeared. Only the smartest men in the room grasped what was going on, and they couldn’t believe what they were witnessing. It was, as incredible as it sounded, Maria using super speed to destroy everything in her way with just one hand. Not only the strength required to do so, but the speed was something none of them expected. How any human being could be so fast and have this kind of reflexes, it was a fantasy! Yet here they all were, watching this amazing display and the best part had yet to happen. Though it was quick, as the massive weight finally fell.

Dropping right on top of Maria, quite a few of the men had the image of Maria being splattered by the weight. The men closed their eyes, hoping not to see it. Some made sure to see, wondering if she was going to dodge it. One hoped she wouldn’t. Instead of running, Maria was more than glad to see what she wanted was now finally coming towards her, and yanked the weight out of the air. Spinning it around, the men realized what she was REALLY doing with the weight, twirling it around her body as she performed a routine movement. Maria was using a 700-pound weight, as a cheer baton! The men who were watching the display could only react in one way. A rather obvious way to react at that.

Screaming in absolute confusion and shock at what was going on. This had to be fantasy or a magic trick. Even more than the reps and the throw, the fact that such a massive daunting weight was just a TOY to her, it couldn’t be possible at all. Maria heard the screams and knew the boys weren’t prepared for what she was about to do next. Well, that made this even better then. With no effort, she dropped her usual weight and when it hit the ground, the entire gym shook from the dropped weight. Almost like an earthquake had just begun right in the middle of the gym. While the men were shaking and trying not to fall to their knees, Maria was standing still, not even faltering at all.

Maria had something much more important to do than worry about her balance, which she never had to do because it was always perfect. Instead, what Maria focused on was her makeshift baton. Putting both hands at the ends of the 700-pound barbell, Maria held the massive bar overhead, almost mimicking a weightlifter. It was not her attempt to lift it up, which she had proved before she could do with ease. Now though, she was going to do something far more special. Maria didn’t grunt or have any problem twisting the steel bar, thicker than her arms, into a pretzel.

Maria did it on her first try, and as quickly as bending a pool noodle! Oh, the sound was more than disturbing, of breaking metal screaming as she twisted it around to dimensions it should never have been. The sound of breaking metal was not the worst sound to the men's ears as they attempted to close them. It was to the evil laughter of Maria, enjoying herself as she easily twisted the steel bar. Her small dainty hands were mauling the poor metal, and she wasn’t even close to done to the damage she was doing.

Things only got worse when she got to the actual weights next. Instead of horribly mangling them into dozens of loops and stretched-out remains, Maria went to SQUEEZING! Her tiny hands just collapsed the metal right under her fingers as she pushed, slowly but surely, the massive weight right towards the middle. This time, Maria was going slowly. Not because she didn’t have the strength to do so, no man doubted she was that strong. No, this time it was because she frankly ENJOYED what she was doing. Squeezing such a large impressive weight until finally, both ends were meeting.

Maria tossed the mangled and destroyed weight in her hand like a baseball and hocked a loogie at the ground. Taking a stand, the men recognized what she was about to do and all of them ducked and covered. Maria then took a step forward, stomping the ground as she did and causing an even bigger shake than her weight, and THREW the weight one-handed as hard as she could. The wind screamed and cracked as the weight was just gone from her hand. As was a chunk of the ceiling and roof as the weight sailed right past it, obliterating everything in its way. No man could see what had just happened, but Maria could easily see what had.

There was something new in orbit. Now, it was leaving orbit. Maria hoped NASA wouldn’t be confused when they find it.

On Venus. Maria wiped her hands clean and looked at the rather confused and horrified men, and winked at them in a mocking tone. It was clear why she had done so, or what she was currently feeling. Pride in herself, and mockery of those far weaker than her. This time, every man was united in what Skull felt when he saw her. Righteous fury. If someone was going to take her down, it was going to be ALL of them. Still, it was a little hard to guess how they would do so. Some of them just wanted to jump her. But like in any very dangerous occasion, no man wanted to be the first to wrestle the bull.

Or Maria, because she was FAR worse than any bull. Thankfully for the men, one of them had an idea that would involve no pain for them. One of the bodybuilders twirled around a long rope weight he had, whistling and heading right towards Maria.

“Hey babe, how about you and I check how strong you REALLY are. Wanna try some tug of war with me and the boys?”

When Maria saw what was in his hands, her eyes lighted up brighter than any star. They had her! Maria saw the rope and went for it, only for the man to wag his finger at her. Shockingly, this actually stopped her barreling rampage and she didn’t move as he still wagged his finger. It was obvious she wanted to do a tug-of-war match, but would follow any rule he gave.

“First things first, we need to knot this with others. I mean, it’s no fun if it’s just you and me. Maybe we should make this… a team effort, no?”

Maria nodded her head at such speeds, she came off almost more like a bobblehead than a woman. Like a fly, she was trapped. It took a while, but once it was done, everyone was outside of the gym. It took a dozen weighted ropes, but all the men were on one side, and Maria the other. It was a tug-of-war match between one woman, and 26 men. 26 very big, very strong, and some pretty mad, men. All with the goal of flattening HER! Normally, most people would be very scared to be in Maria’s shoes. Maria was in fact, shaking right then and there. But not in fear, but excitement! Maria wanted to join in right now as the ring leader of the group was forming a line in the ground with his foot.

The plan between the two of them was a very simple one. The two groups, that was. Whoever went through the line first would lose, but Maria threw down a very interesting stipulation. Maria had to move EVERY man over the line, all 26. This was something that would have been seen as crazy, but Maria made it even harder for herself. Maria was only going to use ONE HAND, vs all the men using whatever they wanted. Maria got right at the far end while the strongest men went to the very far end for themselves, and the weaker were at the front. All of the men were joined in on this unison attack, even Skull! Well, not like he was going to use his hands.

Instead, Skull had the very last end of the rope tied around his waist. It was their hope that Skull, with his great strength, would also want total revenge against Maria and increased his own strength. The men tugged on the rope, and Maria made sure the rope was tied around just her right wrist. Maria made sure it was nice and tugged on her wrist, flicking the rope as she did. Every man holding on to the rope felt the flick, their hands vibrating from what she had just done. They weren’t sure what was going on, though quite a few did have an idea of what was about to happen to them.

Some already wanted to run away from this process. Though the rest were still feeling pride and a sense of strength with the rest of the men. That combined, their strength would give them a clear and strong advantage over her. Even the men most scared during this had a sense of great pride and strength in each other. A sense that they were no longer one man fighting a monster. They were a band of heroes, joined together to slay the monster! Maria just blew a kiss at the men and waved, waiting for them to start. She wasn’t scared at all of this unified force of men against her. Why should she be?

Maria knew she was going to mop the floor with the men. It was now a standoff of who was going to go first. Would Maria be the first for the attack, or would the men? Many of the men stared at Maria, wondering if she was going to go first. They didn’t want to admit it, but they were afraid. They were afraid of her, and losing to her. Though the fear of losing to her was even greater and fueled the men with a bitter power. They wanted to really show her what they were made of. The men were ready, and in one moment, they all pulled as hard as they could. It was planned that when Skull tugged at the rope, all of them would pull instantly and as hard as they could.

Skull practically ripped the rope when he tugged it. He more than the others wanted to make Maria pay for what she had done. When the men all joined in the pull, it was with great and furious force. Enough to send even a rhino flying. Maria did not budge. The men didn’t notice that she had not budged. They were too focused on pulling as hard as they could. Every man was unified in the attack, using everything they had to fight her. They pulled with their muscular legs, their arms, backs, and shoulders. The men followed the rhythm of the others and felt the adrenaline in them going into overdrive. Their brains told them to do one thing, and they dedicated their lives to doing so.

Winning. They had to win because this was the most important thing for the men in the room. A contest of strength. They built their muscles for the past few years to become bigger and stronger and were now challenged to the ultimate kind of match for this. A contest to see who was the stronger of them, against a WOMAN! Not women, just a single slip of a girl. The men pulled with the strength of a hundred gods, grunting and feeling their fingers break and their shoulders dislocate. They were killing themselves as they pulled. To defeat her, it was more than worth it.

They weren’t defeating her. To say they weren’t even close was an understatement. It was actually accurate to say that Maria was very VERY bored, holding on to the rope and trying and failing to hide her yawning. The woman was more than unimpressed by what was going on and was wondering when the men were going to go all out and show her their combined strength. After a few minutes, the men began to fall. They couldn’t keep up, using all their power to pull and failing to do anything. Their shoes were destroyed, their hands burning, and the men could only do one more thing.

Fall. The men no longer had the strength or will to win, and Maria saw that every single of them, even the ones who were strongest or wanted to win the most, had fallen. Some would have felt pity or mercy for the fallen. Maria felt only one thing. A great buildup of laughter in her, which she let the men know. Maria let out a powerful belly laugh at the failure of the men, and so went to FINALLY trying. Her arm, unmoved by the men’s greatest efforts, finally bent back. Just slightly. This was more than enough to shove the men’s bodies an inch forward. Even those who were still standing had fallen, crashing into each other and harming the men around them and themselves. Maria was not yet done.

Maria slowly walked back, letting the men be slowly dragged toward where she wanted them to be. The men wanted to fight back, but how could they? What COULD they do? It was more than clear to them that even when the men all united as one, SHE was stronger. Not by a little bit, but by such a large amount that it was not even close to comparing how much stronger she was. Maria already knew this fact, and as the first man passed the line, the sense of dread and shame began to overwhelm the men. They had used up all their strength to battle her, but they couldn’t let her win! They had to fight back, and fight back they tried! The energy lost was now going back into them, giving them an even greater sense of energy than before.

The men felt stronger than they had ever before, and thus all pulled as much as they could. With the strength and fury of men fighting as hard as any man had before. It did not help them at all. It only made things worse for them, really. Maria saw that they were resisting, and only had one thought when she saw it. How cute. Let’s see how PAINFUL she can make that feel! The men thought they were up against a great amount of force from Maria. It was true on their end that it was immense and beyond powerful.

Maria was barely using any strength. Now, she decided to apply just a smidge more. This effect was instantaneous for the men. They could already feel everything had changed for them. In the worst way possible. The men had no time to react to the fact that they were doomed as they were hurtled across the air as if they were rag dolls, pulled on the string by a freight train. Maria was already giggling from watching the men fly right over her own head. It was a little acrobat show for her. Watching the men fumble and prance in the air. Trying as hard as they could NOT crash on the ground. Very amusing.

Though like almost anything else, even the toys had to fall. When one drops their toys, the toys tend to BREAK, which some of the men did when they hit the very hard and not-so-soft ground. The men were in agony, and while the physical wounds were more than enough to count as the agony, that wasn’t what really bit them. It was the humiliation of being defeated by a slip of a girl who only used one hand. A girl who was more than willing to mock them for how they had horribly failed to match her.

“Oh no, you boys are SO WEAK! Well don’t worry, I don’t blame you. I blame where you work out. That’s the reason you guys failed. I tried one of those ‘weights’ and it didn’t work. Too flimsy for anyone actually strong to use. I’ll make sure you guys never work out at this scam here ever again.”

The men didn’t catch what she meant. Maria was more than glad to show off what she had meant. Maria was heading right towards the doors of the gym, making sure to sway her hips as she did. As Maria knew to herself, she wanted the men to be reminded of who was about to perform this act. The police will think it was a natural disaster. The boys here will know, she is the natural disaster in all its glorious form. Maria didn’t even bother to open the doors, just crashing right through them as if they weren’t even there. As the window doors exploded on her, glass shards fell on her skin and exploded on contact. Not a single one even marked her skin.

Now that she was inside the gym, Maria made sure to have a little bit of fun first. The first she went to was a bike machine. With her leg raised, she kicked the bike machine faster than 100 MPH. It was a cute way to take it down, she knew. The bike machine hurtled past the wall, crashing right through it in all its mangled and broken glory. The men saw the bike machine crash far behind them and thought she was going to destroy all their equipment. That was just the start of things. Maria crushed treadmills under her feet, pulped weights, and mangled any machine in her path. In just under a minute, thousands of thousands of dollars worth of equipment, some weighing over a ton, was destroyed. Maria was just ripping out the weights lat pull just by ripping the string out with her teeth when she saw the prize in her eyes.

The best prize of them all, really. A stair master. Now that could be VERY fun to use for what she has planned. Maria hopped onto the stair master placed it at the top speed and slowly walked up. Most people would be running trying to catch up, but all Maria had to do was stride right to the very top. Even had her arms behind her back as she did. Standing on the very top, she struck her fist out and punched out a section of the ceiling. Maria leaped off the stair master, crushing it right under her from the force of her legs pressing down for the leap. Maria slammed her body right through the ceiling, easily rising far in the air. All the men watched what was going on, and were beyond shocked and shaking in terror.

To an onlooker, it would have looked like an angel taking a wonderful flight. To the men, this was no angel. This was a demon rising from hell, ready to strike them all down. Maria knew they were afraid without even hearing them. Why not capitalize on that fear with a little laugh. As Maria rose higher in the air, she let out a powerful belly laugh. One that shook everything around her as she laughed. Maria also made sure to have a bit more fun with a few somersault flips. Spinning her whole body with immense and impressive force, she spun herself a few hundred times in a matter of a few seconds. When Maria got to her highest peak, the sun bounced off her skin and nearly blinded the men below.

It was a great display of what she was to the men. So far above them that it came off comical that they ever thought they could compare to her. The way she was moving vs how men moved, her strength, and her speed. It wasn’t like they were even the same species. Maria was about to prove how FAR apart they were in reality. When she descended right towards the gym, a noise was made. Well, not really made. Just the kind of noise all the men could hear in their heads just from their minds.

The sound of a bomb dropping. Not just any kind of bomb dropping. THE BOMB. As in, the biggest baddest bomb to have ever been witnessed by the eyes of man. If you told Maria she was that, she would have been very happy. She would be even happier to show you how big her boom was. When Maria collided with the roof of the gym, the sound was indescribable. So was the sight. It actually hurt to watch what was going on. The light caused by her smashing through the ceiling nearly blinded all who were watching what was going on. None of them saw it, but they could hear what was going on after she crashed through the roof.

The sound of everything they knew and loved demolishing in and of itself. Maria’s small body was stronger than any missile, causing the air around her to explode just from the kinetic force. The steel and iron in the gym were vaporized from the sheer speed and force of her fall and strength. The cement there was flash fried, burning, and exploding when she dropped down. The shockwaves of the explosion were too much for the men there, and all of them were sent flying. The sound alone burst their ear drums, and many were nearly blinded by it all. The men were barely able to see flying chunks of the gym pass by, but they did.

It brought tears to their eyes. The gym was not only their second home, it was their temple. Their safe place. Where they could go and feel like they belonged. It was the strongest rock in their lives and they all felt more than safe when there. Now it was gone, torn apart like it was nothing. The men were grief-stricken, and as they saw to their horror it was all gone. Nothing was standing or unflattened. Everything in the gym and around it was crushed to nothing, leaving just a fine burning crater. A crater that was even bigger than the gym. All… but two things. Maria, and her weight, which she had slung across her shoulder and was now marching out of the crater.

Catching the eyes of the men, she winked at the gym men and blew them a kiss as she walked away. The men had no idea who she was, and never would. They would only know her as doom itself. A force all of them would forever fear. To Maria… this was a lame gym. Maybe the next one will be a bit more fun when she breaks it. As Maria knew, breaking gyms was her REAL idea of fun. Why would she ever go to one to work out, when she was already this amazing and strong?