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Tetsuko art

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Tetsuko as HER-CULES

Ancient Greece, Royal Slave ship. It had all been so exciting at first. Test out Sonya's new Time machine. See the wonders of the past and the shaping of the Future. But what was not part of the plan was being captured in Ancient Greece by an evil King. Have said King set his sights on Sonya and hold her captive and Tetsuko, David and Tetsuko's pet squirrel Scooter sold off on a Slave ship. The large robe Tetsuko was wearing was covering her super human muscles. She had been sentenced to swab duty which was demeaning enough. But She knew her friend Dave was getting the worst of it down Below. Dave had been shackled up and given the oh so wo

Tetsuko fiction

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Satin Steele art

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Satin Steele Rivals 2

Maria Garcia- A raven haired, Breathtakingly Gorgeous, muscular beauty from Mexico, Maria is an absolute head turner who unfortunately for the men meet her devotedly in love with her equally muscular husband. A professional of many types of dancing, Maria is truly at home on the stage and isn't afraid to show off her muscles and be playful with her beauty. She welcomes the opportunity to match muscles with the best in the world. Posing suit- Black with white patterns. Rosemary Vasquez- Rosemary hails from Jamaica, where her victories in the contests there heated up the islands more than the sun. Rosemary's powerful physique began when she w

Satin Steele fiction

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Dyna art

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Dyna and the Highway Guardian

Melissa stared at her compact's steaming engine. Trying to ignore the cars and trucks whipping past, she shook her head. She hated hassles like this, especially in a bad economy and tight budget. A tow truck bill and a search for an honest mechanic were NOT what she needed. If only she could hit the Belt and fly the car into town as Dyna.... Yeah, right. THAT'D be worth chucking the secret identity. Reaching into her purse, she felt for her mobile phone to call Scott to explain why she'd be late. Before she could fish it out, though, she heard a car horn blare the Call to the Post. A sparkling gold hatchback rolled to a stop behind h

Dyna fiction

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Other DCM characters

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Melissa Lockhart looks like an ordinary (if attractive) young woman, but she hides a fantastic secret: when Evil rears its ugly head, she presses the buckle of the Belt of Athena she wears around her waist and becomes the mighty superheroine, Dyna the Damsel Dynamo! This section features written fiction starring Dyna and her supporting cast, done by her creator and her fans.

Dyna and the Highway Guardian by JimmyDimples, literature

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Dyna and the Highway Guardian

Dyna: Mezaros Surfaces by JimmyDimples, literature

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Dyna: Mezaros Surfaces

Pico Island, the Azores 1500 km west of Libson, Portugal Sipping her Powerade through her squeeze bottle's straw, Carrie Harper checked the ropes one last time. She tugged at the spikes securing them. Solidly in the cavern walls. Good. Scanning the dark with her miner's cap's lamp, she returned to last night's stopping point. Yes, she'd been rushing. Taking more risks. Maybe even getting reckless. Especially with spelunking solo in live volcanic grottos. But she wasn't going to be laughed out of the university by asking her colleagues for help. And after years of library research, and months of searching the islands... all on HER

Dyna and the Spirit Corsair by JimmyDimples, literature

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Dyna and the Spirit Corsair

A lonely full moon shone its pale light on La Perouse Strait, north of Hokkaido Island, Japan... and the sole three masted barque cutting through its cold waters. Pulling his black three-cornered hat down over his ears, and pulling his burgundy sash tighter to secure his blue longcoat, the captain peered over the bow. "So how far behind them are we?" "Fifty leagues, cap'n," the navigator replied. "The northbound currents should slow them down somewhat." The captain shook his head. "Not enough." "You realize that if we go after them now, sir," the navigator offered, "the Coast Guard will be all over us like flies on a three day old fish

Dyna and the Spirit Corsair, 2 by JimmyDimples, literature

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Dyna and the Spirit Corsair, 2

"Not on MY watch, you're not!" rang a powerful woman's voice. The pirate captain glanced over to the doorway, blade and barrel still braced against the Russian. Then he looked her up from the silver winged shoes on her floating feet, up to the large calves, stout, solid, yet stunning and smooth thighs, up to the wide belt with Athena's ancient visage on the round buckle, the stomach with the upside-down temple-step abs in white, the folded arms with cannonball biceps encasing a similar-sized bust... and up the craggy, chiseled cleft and neck up to that beautiful yet stern, unapproving face crowned with a long flowing mane of blondish-red ha

Dyna and the Spirit Corsair, 3 by JimmyDimples, literature

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Dyna and the Spirit Corsair, 3

As they dropped like bricks, the pirate captain clasped and hung onto Dyna's shoulders, then turned her body around in midair so he was on top and she was on bottom. WHANG! They crashed onto the Karnov's deck, leaving a heroine-shaped crater. The pirate's black three-cornered hat flew off his head on impact, but using most of her chest to cushion his head, he simply bounced with a grunt. Not lingering, he staggered up, and headed toward his head-wear. Dyna craned her neck upward, still quite woozy from the drain. He looked her way as he scooped up his hat and plunked it back on his red hair. "Sincerest apologies, pumpkin blossom," he s

Dyna and the Spirit Corsair, 4 by JimmyDimples, literature

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Dyna and the Spirit Corsair, 4

Felons, freebooters, and females fled up and away from the freighter's fiercely flaming, flooding, sinking stern. Flying above, Dyna felt like kicking herself. The Karnov's crew scrambled ahead of the Soulfinder pirates, who lagged behind to aid the wounded and fallen up to dryer territory. Away from the bridge. The way she'd seen the late Captain Amanourov run, instead of toward it to radio for help. That should've told me this Russian ship wasn't kosher, she lamented silently. As soon as the Karnov's crew assembed atop the highest ground on the foredeck, one of them shot an AK-47 over the pirates' and abductees' heads, shouting at them