Sometimes your goals shift in ways you didn't expect.
When I was 18 I wanted to be a very buxom dame, the appitomy of boobliness and tittery, gentle and delicate and oh so pretty.
But now I want to be BUILT LIKE A WEAPON! BUILT LIKE A BOULDER AND SOMEONE WHO DEADLIFTS LORRIES FOR BREAKFAST! SHE WHO USES A CLAYMORE LIKE A DIRK, AND WHOSE LEGS ARE POWERFUL ENOUGH TO POUND TRACKS IN THE DIRT. A WOMAN WHOSE PUNCHES COULD DENT PLATE METAL SEVERAL INCHES THICK, AN ABSOLUTE UNIT OF A WOMAN WHO CAN HOIST HER CHARIOT FULL OF WIVES (and maybe a couple boyfriends). A LASS WHO MAKES A HYDRAULIC PRESS LOOK WIMPY. A LASS WHO CAN SHOT PUT CANNON BALLS. A LASS WHO CAN PLOUGH YOUR FIELDS, WATER YOUR CROPS AND MILK YOUR CATTLE. A WOMAN WHO IS A MASSIVE CROCODILE COW HYBRID, A WOMAN WHO MOOS. also the big tits would be nice, thanks
