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The Desk of Ms. Bellington

1. Multitasking

Friday June, 1

"I'm not a stranger to the world of multitasking, I've seen many other people do it and often it get various results. Sometimes it gets multiple jobs done and other times it often sends people spiralling into a mental breakdown. Me, I tend to squeeze a lot at work while doing the other things I normally do when I'm out of work." The rush hour ritual is closing down and everyone has begun to get into the rhythm of getting reports filed, attending long, boring meetings you just want to shoot yourself for and staff making and meeting deadlines nearly as short as a lunch hour. But at a special downtown gym a special worker is doing her own tasks. Working with two massive barbells as substitute dumbbells the great red and black beast is pumping over nine-hundred pounds of solid iron to feed power into her massive, vein-traced biceps, working in positions that insure that every hard sinew under her red scales were tensed and pulled, the massive weight is nearly of an aerobic type to his feminine dragon powerhouse or anyone endowed with great mass who should feel the fierce, unparalleled power of the 'burn' when she reels that iron. Not Ms. Sarah Bellington. she's feeling the burn and taking calls from a special voice-command earpiece from her desk phone.

While she is pumping iron, Sarah squeezes in time to talk with the boss and the rest of the staff, power-broking with super-clientele and executives from around the world who are fighting to squeeze into her appointments book, speaking Spanish, Portuguese, German, Japanese, Russian, Chinese all in under first thirty minutes trying not to mix up languages as she makes it past her one thousandth rep. Some of the people she talks to often feel a bit awkward when the hear the heavy moaning and grunting sounds coming from the other end of the line. But Sarah assures them it's nothing of what they think they're hearing and does her best to concentrate at the business at hand. By over twenty-three hundred reps she gazes herself at the tallest mirror at the wall and does some intense poses to see the results of the reps and they were amazing! Watching the fully detailed back from the view of her wings. Watching feeling the tension in her sports bra were more than satisfying as the double bicep pose awakens every other muscle in her upper body. All that while at the same time talking talking in negotiations with a on-location director in need of more resources.

Sarah does have a lot on her mind between doing her job and maintaining that powerful body of hers. But she keeps in all in stride when she gets down to her lower body next. Keeping up with the latest news, video broadcasts and even stocks from her tablet PC while doing leg-presses with enough weight that you can only match it to five fully-loaded city buses. But suddenly she stops halfway when an important message came in. He thighs swell and glisten with sweat as she holds those massive weights in place while signing off on over thirty equipment requests from the studios. Breathing heavily just to hold all that weight up she finally makes it to signing her last request before pushing the weight up. Suddenly a phone call entered her earpiece and it was from her "friend" Sarah told this person to hold on for a moment as she snarled and moaned in discomfort, Her grip on the handles begin to bend as her immense strength is letting loose just to get the weights up. Those massive red thighs swelled furiously as they are on the verge of ripping her shorts to shreds. Breathing became more hard with one last burst of strength and a hard roar Bellington let the massive weight up to the top before letting it down with a loud hard crash. Breathing in relief that she made it and her shorts survived this time she got back to her friend and the words she hear was...

"You held the weights midway for too long again did you Sarah?" The day was nearly done for Sarah while doing stretches in a two-piece swimsuit. The material pressed against her body nearly made it a second skin on her. Diving in and doing her "marathon reps" which is swimming back and forth the right amount of times that equals the 26.2 miles of a marathon race. Talking with her boss again via the earpiece she finally got the time to lay out the appointments for the next three weeks to Xenny and to the general managers of the office some had their objections and did her best to readjust them with the people she got the appointments from while at the same time getting back into her workout clothes for the final training session. In the indoor track and field, Sarah jogs around while having a special weight rig attached to her wings. Carefully moving her wings in a sleek manner, it takes immense practice to hold a combined fourteen hundred pounds without tripping backwards to the weight or to drag.

The shower was the best thing for her especially for her sore thighs as she reviews the days events and takes time to be a proud of herself that she can do all that and maintain a powerful physique while scrubbing down. Finally packing up all of her stuff Sarah get in more like struggles into her business suit. Smiling as her body swells and tightens her blouse and jacket even more than before. Walking with her duffel bag in hand she managed to get a good workout in the midst of signing-off thirty requests, securing and readjusting over two-hundred appointments for the next six months, flawlessly spoke in multiple tongues to executives and even squeeze in some personal time with her friend. As she leaves the gym she has gotten one last call. It was from her boss asking her of how was her "out of office" activity is doing. Her answer was modest at best letting her know she got a little bit fit. A real understatement as she reels in her right arm and can see the massive bicep nearly peak up to her eye. Xenny knows this and asks to come back to the office for help with a few boxes that arrived. Sarah complies and lets him know she'll be there in a few minutes.

With a spread of her mighty wings and a quick crotch down. Ms. Bellington leaps fifty feat into the air with the heavy duffel bag in hand as she returns back to the office to do some box-moving.