As women who feature heavily in GwM's High Score Today go, Amanda Ballengee is - in my experience - rather unique. Exquisite muscle beauty, one comment reads, but completely different to the usual on this site - no gym pics found at all!
No gym pics found on her Instagram nor website either. Instead we have Amanda picking blueberries (she can pick and carry a lot with those arms). There's Amanda with her gun dog artwork. There's Amanda with her guns (handguns and semi-automatics) and her other weapon of choice, her bow. And there's Amanda "checking cams and taking names" (eh?!) in the West Virginia woodland she calls home.
The title of today's post - Wild & Wholesome - is the name of the blog which you can read on her website, and while she clearly has an affinity for "the wild", just how "wholesome" you find her will be very much a matter of personal opinion. To some, she is simply "a lovely country girl", "a strong, confident woman representative of our Western Christian culture". To others, she is "a crazed Christian conservative".
Swell is already back in the country and even if his blood is only simmering rather than boiling now it's been a week since he discovered my less than ethical journalistic tendencies, C. Moore here is not about to stick around to find out if he really was serious about killing me. I am splitting as soon as I hit the "Publish" button.
And I'm not returning anytime soon, either.
Numbers were, for one glorious day, huge, but apparently this happens from time to time. An FMS link gets posted on a mainstream forum and suddenly the blog gets thousands and thousands of hits in a few hours. These were not new readers turned on by C. Moore's style they tell me, just curious "normals". Other than that, numbers have been, if anything, slightly down. C. Moore has not had a contract extension offer.
I leave you with a thought about the future of female glootz.
It occurred to me when I was, unusually, checking out some new bits of art.
That arse, such extreme conditioning, every detail of every muscle perfectly rendered. An utterly hypnotic, quite glorious vision of just what might be achieved... one day.
The image stayed with me, stayed with me for weeks. Haunted me, you might say - it certainly kept me awake at night, and there's hardly ever been any female muscle art to have done that. Why? I wondered. Why am I so fixated with this fantasy glootage?
And then it suddenly hit me.
Because I'd already seen it.
Laura Carolan, 2016
Not only could such a look be achieved, it already has been.
And if this is how more and more glootz might look in the future, I'll be doing all I can to extend my longevity, believe. C. Moore wants to be around when it happens. And I feel happy and grateful that I was around to see one of its pioneers in action.
"GymSlave" (no relation!) is the second of our fantasists to share his deepest desire.
Art by Drew Jones
I think I saw the images maybe ten or more years ago, on Awefilms.
I'm not the biggest fan of female muscle "art" in general, but these really got me. It wasn't so much the drawing itself, but the artist's expression of a fantasy that until then I didn't know I had. I too wanted to be a sex slave to a dominant muscle babe in the gym. Serving her (or perhaps "servicing" is a better word!) as she pumps iron.
I grew up in the so-called "Magazine Years", so the vast majority of images I saw and jerked off to then were those pictorials of FBBs working out. I guess a shrink might say that my brain connected gyms with sex or something, and I freely admit that ever since I joined a gym (at 16), I have found them sexually arousing places to be.
The sound of plates against plates, of weights being dropped, the smell of sweat on the benches, the grunts, and best of all the sight of women lifting or casually checking their bodies out in the mirror all combine to make the time I spend there very erotic time indeed. Just being on my way to the gym can give me a raging hard-on.
I'm not the most or the least well-endowed, others will have to find their own comfort zone, but experience has taught me the tightest pair of undershorts I can get into is my best bet for keeping it in check. Doubling up adds security and self-confidence and, touch wood, so far my throbbing stiffies have never been noticed (or at least never called out) by fellow gymgoers - and I am constantly hard when I'm at the gym.
I don't kid myself that my fantasy will ever come true, but I get a special thrill watching those SheMuscle clips filmed in that kind of "dungeon gym" with all the old equipment. I imagine myself there with a tanned, naked Lisa Cross (who I also imagine would be totally up for letting me service her as her muscles - and big juicy FBB clit - swell) or Brandi Mae Akers or Lindsay Mulinazzi (again, both totally up for it I imagine). Only the naughtiest types with the most insatiable sex drives.
My absolute go-to clip is Tazzie Colomb, huge and sweaty and although she begins with a little top on, it doesn't last long. That gorgeous deep and sexy Southern accent, and lots of arrogant flexing to camera and for herself in the mirror. Towards the end of the clip she bench presses some serious weight for 20 reps (as I recall), topless, her pumping pecs glistening with sweat and swelling bigger and bigger. That would be the ultimate - to be there, hard and ready to do her bidding, to get my face between her legs and lap away, to be muscle f***ed unconscious as she rises from the bench totally fired up, dripping wet and ready to destroy the first hard cock she sees...
And that just happens to be mine!
Thanks to "GymSlave" for sharing. There'll be another Fan-tasy next week.
We all know the word. But do we know what it means?
You can look up definitions in reference books, research the origin of the word in both etymological terms, and in its use within the female bodybuilding world. And you still wouldn't find very much agreement on exactly what "a schmoe" is beyond that it's a negative term for a certain type of female bodybuilding fan.
Many female muscle fans define the word so as not to include themselves. "A schmoe is one of those guys who does those things I don't do" kind of thing. I know of one fellow fan who always used to add "Don't worry, I'm not a schmoe" to his communications with female bodybuilders, for example. Others, however, are happy, proud even, to be identified as schmoes - we featured a thoughtful new blogger from Ireland recently who is so OK with the term that the very title of his blog identifies him as one.
Here's what Marcie Simmons added to the schmoe debate back in August.
The Importance Of Schmoes In The World Of Bodybuilding!!!
8th August 2016
A "schmoe", Marcie confidently tells us, is an individual, typically a man, who is a hardcore female bodybuilding fan.
The difference between a schmoe and "a guy who just likes muscular women" is, according to Marcie, the amount they know. A schmoe will know "she did that contest, she came in that place, she's doing that contest next..." whereas non-schmoes will just say "she looks good, I like her biceps".
Schmoe has a very negative connotation, Marcie continues. You think of a guy who is very socially awkward, he's a weirdo, he's a pervert, he obviously has some mental issue because he's attracted to extremely muscular women.
But, she says, I'm here to let you guys know that is simply not the case. As a matter of fact I would say these guys are a very positive asset to the sport...
And what they provide is financial backing.
A lot of these girls that people admire, that they see on Instagram, on Facebook, all these nice pictures... Had they not had a schmoe behind them to support them financially, they wouldn't be in the position that they're in now.
This financial support, according to Marcie, does sometimes come in exchange for sessions. This side of the industry does exist, she says, and again, many times it's viewed as something that's a negative.
However, Marcie goes on to explain that as far as she can tell, schmoes are just guys with "a fetish".
Is there a difference really between liking the butt, thighs, breasts in comparison to liking biceps or a big back or, you know, nice cut triceps. Is there a difference really? Because schmoes are a little bit obsessed with these female athletes, they're viewed negatively, but when you think about it, many men obsess over women and their bodyparts, their butt, titties, all that stuff, but nobody ever really says anything about that, like there's something wrong with them.
I feel it's not a bad thing at all to the industry. It's something that does exist, and many of the athletes wouldn't be in the position that they are now had they not had a schmoe backing them financially. I think schmoes are good, I think schmoes are actually keeping the industry alive and I don't think it's something that should be viewed as a negative.
So far so good for the schmoes. Schmoes are the unsung heroes of the female bodybuilding world. Damn, we - I'm totally calling myself a schmoe at this point because I'm very very comfortable with Marcie's brave new definition - may be the only reason female bodybuilding still exists as going concern!
Say it loud! I'm schmoe and I'm proud!!!
Oh, hang on.
We'd better look at Marcie's latest take on "The Schmoe"...
Schmoes Vs. Fans!!! What The Difference Truly Is!
25th October 2016
They are very much different from people who are female bodybuilding supporters and fans, because they do stuff that turns people off, that's dangerous, and it's very unsavoury.
This includes "right clicking and saving" Facebook pictures, attempting to gain fitness consultations or to discuss issues related to female bodybuilding without paying Marcie for her time, "wanting to know all this extra stuff about you" such as full name or date of birth, making fake social media profiles in order to make contact and so on.
Where's Schwally? I
It gets very toxic, Marcie says, and goes on to explain how she and her husband have actually been harassed by email and phone, and that she knows other women who have had to change phone numbers and delete social media pages. Later, she also mentions having tyres slashed and being followed to and into the gym. They will strategically place themselves on some workout equipment so that they can stare and take pictures of you so they can go home and masturbate to them. It's pretty crazy.
Where's Schwally? II
These guys, she says, they congregate in an area I call "Schmoeville". She's talking about the forum whose first rule is... though not only there. According to Marcie, in "Schmoeville", anything goes, and a lot of it is invasive and/or hurtful or even downright illegal.
Yes, she says, of course if women are putting up pictures of themselves on social media, comments are to be expected, but it's the two-faced nature of the schmoe - claiming to be a fan on the one hand, acting like "a creepy-assed stalker" on the other - that earns them the title.
The guys who are real life bodybuilding fans and supporters, they don't do those types of things. They actually respect your privacy. They do what they can to actually support you and grow you as a brand.
So, I guess I'm back to not being a schmoe again.
And we're not really any clearer about what a schmoe is, are we?
I think I know why.
The problem is the label itself. "Fan" is just as problematic as "schmoe". Everybody will have an idea of what "a fan" is, but it's such a broad term that what it means really depends on who's using it. Marcie says the fans are people who help her and other women "grow as a brand" in October, but says something similar about schmoes in August. Fans know where their favourite female bodybuilders are competing next.
Or is that schmoes who know that?
If you only have two labels, it's going to be hard to fit everyone in one of the boxes.
So, throw away the labels. Throw away the boxes.
The women, Marcie included, are all individuals, and wish to be seen as such - unusually focused and dedicated individuals, sure, and they certainly have muscles in common, but if you had to fit all the muscular women in the world into one of two boxes, it might be a bit of a struggle, whatever labels you put on them.
By trying to fit those of us who love muscular women into one of two boxes, Marcie, and anyone else who tries to do the same, leaves no room for grey area, and this creates a problem because we, like them, are individuals.
[from off stage a Monty Python voice is heard: I'm not!]
Some of us are not even men.
Our individual expression of our love or appreciation or whatever for women with muscle can take many forms. Mine is mainly, though not exclusively, in the form of this blog. Now, is it a fan blog or just another suburb of Schmoeville?
Or something in between?
Whatever Marcie's shortcomings in terms of intellectual consistency, I applaud her for actually talking about this (and other issues). She may not have made it any clearer to me whether I am a schmoe or not, but she has certainly made me think.
I saw this on Google. I thought it was a real woman...
It's an easy mistake to make when first coming across the work of Andreas Siberis, aka Siberianar, a mistake I made myself. This digital artist from the USA is, as those more qualified to judge have pointed out, producing "the best 3D female muscle ever seen".
Don't be fooled into thinking you've seen his best if all you've seen are my ten selections here today. I've taken them only from the images freely available on his Deviant Art gallery. For more of Siberianar's work, you'll need to head to his Patreon page and cough up a bit of cash. $1 a month will get you some of it, $10 a month (or more) and you get the lot. Be warned though, he's recently made the decision to quit his job and the fallout has meant an end to posting for now. A temporary end I hope.
However he decides to continue - be it continuing on Patreon or elsewhere - I can't think of an artist whose work better deserves any support you can afford to give.
I doubt it's a loaded question, not "How did you qualify?" but a genuine enquiry from an amateur keen to become a pro herself. I'll come to the Arnold Classic Europe hoping to qualify, Maria adds hopefully, putting her faith in the more conventional, traditional route of winning a top level international competition first.
Now I don't want anyone to get the impression that we don't adore Natalya here at FMS. We do, and we are genuinely delighted she's going to be a pro this year. I mean, look at her. Look at her towering over that poor fella there, at her knowing smile (a smile we know so well) as she checks him/herself out in the mirror. So ALPHA.
The pic might well have the same caption as another post of Natalya's does.
But you don't get to be a pro for being able to make all the boys go weak at the knees and break out in a cold sweat, nor for breaking the thermostat in every gym you walk into simply through the heat your big muscle sexy body emits. As far as I know, anyway. They are definitely a massive bonus for us fans but I don't recall pro cards ever having been handed out just for having these kinds of superpowers before.
Natalya does seem to have that little bit more female muscle superpower than most, or at least that's the impression I get - and I'm not the only one feeling that superpower. There is no one place that your eye can settle on when you look at her, writes one overwhelmed fan. Her hair, her eyes, her breasts, her arms, her abs, her attitude. It's an accomplishment when a model does more than simply creating beautiful muscle but also manifests an unusual and unique image overall. She's done that.
And she seems to be that little bit more aware of her own power, of the effect she has on us poor, overwhelmed slaves to the religion. It's there in what our fan above referred to as her "attitude", it's there in the smirk as she towers over the little fella in the gym pic, it's there when on a whim she runs her own Facebook competition and makes the first prize is a free fifteen-minute Skype session with the goddess herself.
I'm quite sure she's not the only female bodybuilder who knows what she does to us, but Natalya is definitely one of those who wants us to know she knows. On her VK page there's plenty of fan art of Natalya in all kinds of styles and with Natalya in all kinds of guises, but she also posts plenty of other female muscle art, and her choices suggest she revels in her big muscle sexy otherness, her female muscle superpowers.
Fan favourites are not always the most successful when it comes to competition though. And when Natalya last competed, she was so displeased with the judges that she got herself suspended from whatever federation it was. After the results had been announced and the trophies, medals and flowers handed out, as the other competitors did the usual post-awards poses, Natalya just left the stage leaving her trophy on it.
Or, in another version of the story I've read, she actually kind of "threw down" or "dropped" her trophy in front of the judges as she left. There may be footage of this somewhere, but I haven't been able to find it, so I can't be sure exactly what happened, but whichever version of the tale you want to go with, it's hardly the kind of on stage behaviour the IFBB usually rewards by inviting the culprit into the pro ranks.
Maybe Manion really really dislikes the federation Natalya was suspended from and wanted to cock a snook at them. Maybe he's just a really big fan. Maybe Manion and the IFBB see in Natalya the same star quality we (and she) see and he just wants to get as much of that star quality into female bodybuilding as he can, in order to "save" it...
OK, not that any of those reasons are very likely, but that last one is really unlikely, I grant you, even though it would be the best reason for awarding a pro card ever!
