Battle of the Amazons series

[NSFW/+18!] Battle of the Amazons 3: Eating out a Goddess

Diane should have been stronger than that. The princess of the Amazons had grown to outrageous eleven feet and six inches of height and added about a thousand pounds of muscle to her curvy, sexy body, yet now she was on the ground, cracking the floor and crushing the stone as she squirmed and panted under the tongue of her much smaller, but much abler master.

She had never felt (or even imagined she would ever feel) such power in a woman so much smaller than herself. For all her femininity, Diane always really had a manly manner to her: in her mind, size was power, and the bigger partner was always the leader in the battle of the bedsheets. Always. That’s how she fucked Amazons and led them to bone-shattering, mind-numbing orgasms, but now she was the one moaning, screaming, and crying under the superior technique of her master.

The Head Instructress, after all, was many decades older than her. Though technically immortal, the Amazons still physically age until they reach the appearance of a fifty-to-seventy-year-old lady. No one ever bothered to track the ages of anybody (or even their own!) so their declared “age” was mostly based on their physical appearance—though even that, in the case of the Head Instructress, was difficult to do.

The woman who was eating Diane out had a legendary status amongst the Amazons, meaning that her age might have as well have been into the thousands of years, but her appearance was undefinable; theoretically, Amazons so old must have resembled a fifty, even a sixty-year old vixen, but the Instructress seemed, even under the least generous of assertions, no older than thirty-five. She was one of those mature women who exuded so much health that they seemed much firmer, harder, more appetizing to both the eye and the touch than any eighteen-year-old would ever be.

Diane felt all this superior quality of her genes as the Head Instructress ate her pussy like a champ. The eight-feet-tall, 600-pound muscle Amazon had a 22-inch tongue as thick as five horse dicks—all of them penetrating the princess at once! Diane was being electrocuted by the explosions of pleasure from her cunt; she literally felt her muscles contracting and her organs moving around her waist, tortured under the almost-magical touch of that strong girl.

Still, the princess didn’t cum. Well, technically she was cumming, but she was not yet unleashing messy loads of cum on the Instructress’s face. Like a very rugged Alpha male, Diane equated squirting to inferiority: the woman who squirted at the touch of another partner was clearly the inferior half of the equation. Accustomed to winning and dominating anyone and everyone from a very early age, Diane was not prone to lose control so quickly—but to her unimaginable terror, the Instructress was not only blasting through her defenses, but also doing so with godly ease and speed, literally torturing her with as many orgasms in under three minutes than a thousand studs could give a woman in a lifetime of bed-breaking action.

Not that things were are as easy as they looked, of course. «Damn, Diane!» The Instructress thought at every second: «you’re every bit a demigoddess as your reputation says!» The matriarch’s tongue blasted the princess’s insides, contorting in such a way that no five points of her cunt were untouched at any given time. Not only that, but she knew a woman’s inside like an engineer and his labyrinth, and every single erogenous spot, every pleasure point, every orgasmic rift, and every ecstatic fold inside her that could be touched, ravished, and stimulated was touched, ravished, and stimulated. As she closed her eyes, the princess imagined a whole battalion of warrior eating her pussy out. All of these warriors were no more than the Instructress’s tongue, which seemed to grow and multiply inside her insanely-lubricated passage.

The princess raised her head, only to throw it back on the floor. *Baang!!* Cracks grew on the stop. She raised her head again and banged it once more time. *Boom!!* Then gain, and again, and then again and again and again, digging a hole under her back and cracking the temple all the way to the walls, the columns, and the ceiling.

The mighty Amazon was bulldozing the massive temple with her body. It wasn’t a surprise, seeing how powerful and virile her physique had become. After that outrageous muscle transformation, Diane had added enough muscles to tear that entire ground in half with a punch, if she so wanted to. The Instructress had to control herself so that she didn’t cum madly while touching Diane’s powerful musculature. She loved the fresh, nubile bodies of her apprentices, but even for her, after thousands of years-worth of beautiful ladies and fertile wombs, that princess was just… too much!

«Hot! So fucking hot!!» She used her arousal to power her tongue, striking nine different erogenous spots in the Amazon at once and literally drinking the juices that piled up inside her. The princess was holding up so many squirts she was flirting with inflammation. «What will I have to do to make you fucking explode?!»

The Instructress didn’t have the same problem: her right hand was firmly planted on her own pussy, fingering it like a machine. Her fingers moved and vibrated hundreds, if not thousands of times per second, drilling so much lube from her inwards that the splashes were clear and loud anywhere in the temple.

Her squirt exploded like jets, sometimes as hard and precise as laser threads, many dozens of feet away from her body; sometimes, the explosions were messy and into every direction, making nectar rain over both women, with Diane trembling under their scorching droplets.

“See, Diane?” The Instructress could even speak while eating her! “It’s so good!” She moaned, and the gravity of her moans only made Diane more aroused. “Unloading your nectar feels so good… oooh!!… I can’t even begin to describe it!” The way she looked up to the princess while basking in her cunt was the most erotic image ever. “Cum rivers on me! I know you have gallons inside that massive body of yours! Ooh, baby girl!” She stuck her tongue as deep as she could, curling its tip around Diane’s cervix and striking three different erogenous spots.

Diane screamed. Her fists gripped the ground and turned it to dust, forcing the princess to grab new fistfuls of the floor to keep her balance, digging two deeper holes as time went on. Both their muscular bodies were standing on uneven soil, as the floor had been cracked so much it was like they were laying on a carpet-bombed battlefield. The Instructress saw how the mere weight of Diane’s muscles made the ground crack, tearing the stone into pebbles, and she fondled the girl’s massive buttocks to feel just how much power she carried in them. «With muscles like these, you could split a horse in two if you fucked it!» She had filthy thoughts, imagining how glorious Diane would be with a dick and two massive, low-hanging fruits.

Diane cried out as she still persisted, against all odds, to hold back her squirts. The tongue was furiously working her insides. Despite all resistance, Diane couldn’t prevent her cunt from leaking, and the amount of lubes was already so extreme that the tongue made splashy sounds inside of her. Soon, the Instructress had to place all her mouth in that cunt so that not a single drop of those juices escaped it.

Then, when she was all set, she sucked it. Diane roared and the temple quaked. Her muscles seemed to be exploding, ripples coursing though her like the surface of a lake under an earthquake, and then she was jolting madly, crashing her back against the floor and sending pieces flying all around.

If one looked at her cunt, one would think she was already squirting. It was merely an illusion: the Instructress was both sucking her and eating her out so hard that the juices inevitably splashed on her face, sometimes being squirted in tiny threads around her face, with a waterfall of nectar forming under her bust.

Diane’s “ejaculation” looked like someone was slowly pouring a very big jug of creamy nectar out of her cunt and into the ground. The crater around the women was being filled with those juices, like rivers reclaiming the folds and crevices of a canyon. Diane felt mad, then she felt like dying. The pleasure and burning of her hips was so intense she felt orgasms straight in her organs. Her guts twirled around like snakes, and her belly throbbed just like one giant heart.

Just when she though the Instructress had shown her her entire arsenal of sexuality, Diane was floored by the lioness’s sudden and masterful tongue swelling and twitching, gently piercing the cervix while striking multiple orgasms at the edges of its folds—all while the rest of the tongue both twitched and throbbed around fifteen or more erogenous zones in the pussy simultaneously.

The tongue seemed to move at supersonic speeds while also giving the princess all the focus and attention of a very slow, tender lovemaking; she had over twenty different spots burning inside of her at any given time, and the precision of the Instructress was such that even if one worshiped a single spot with all the attention and care in the world, one would still far behind the mastery with which the Instructress pressed each and every one of those twenty-plus spots at once.

She wasn’t an Amazon; she was a fucking animal! “Zeus!!” Diane bit her tongue. At points, the pleasure felt like she was being stomped in the stomach by elephants. “Fucking…!! Zeus!! Hades!! OOOH!!” Her screams alone made the temple rumble, and her shaking on the ground added to those earthquakes, prompting parts of the ceiling to fall and further ruin the floor.

“Stop resisting, Diane.” The Instructress pulled off her tongue, then stuck it all back in. *Boom!!* Judging by her wide eyes and quivering smile, Diane was experiencing a reality-bending orgasm. Her expression was like someone who was finally seeing the gods; an orgasm far too incomprehensible for even someone of her godly lineage to grasp, and one that would easily kill hundreds of thousands of mortals if they felt it.

“Do you think that’s even my hardest? Do you think…” The instructress thrust in her three more times, “this is even a labor to me? Fucking arrogant bitch!” She hardened her tongue, making it round like a tube and stiff as iron. Her girth increased around the princess’s tight cunt, like a whole fist penetrating her. Diane felt the tremendous stretching of her flesh followed by rippling noises all over the temple, and for a second she though she had lost it as an outburst of nectar fell heavily on the ground.

It wasn’t yet her squirting, however; just a dense, massive waterfall of juices continuously pouring from her cunt. “Stop holding it, Diane!” The Instructress loudly gulped her copious juices. Her belly was throbbing with over two gallons of pussy juice—and that was still nothing for the inhuman female! “Do you want me to really hurt you? Okay!” The Instructress wrapped her arms around the girl’s massive thighs, preparing for a brutal action. “This is how I really fuck a dumb cunt like yours!” She pulled her tongue out. Every inch of it dripped with pussy potion, and still the little cunt refused to squirt! Diane actually took the time to raise her head and look up to the Instructress in defiance, almost laughing at her expense.

Poor girl! She didn’t know what terrible fate awaited her. “Have you ever wondered, Diane, what it feels to be pounded by a breeding bull?” A stretching sound followed the insane hardening of the tongue, whose tip teased the divine cunt just a little. “It’s about a hundred times weaker… than this!!

The Instructress thrust her tongue inside Diane. All of it. Before the first flash of orgasm could even reach the princess’s brain, however, the Instructress pulled the tongue out and thrust it all back in again, several times in a single second. When the orgasms hit, they did so like a flood: Diane literally passed out before the scream left her throat, and her body remained squirming and twitching on the ground as the Instructress pummeled into her like a herd of a thousand horny stallions.

The juices that had been pent-up by the woman’s defiant pussy will were all released. All of them. All at once! The Instructress made a good call in holding on to the woman’s thighs, for the explosion of nectar in her face was so extreme that she (and her six hundred pounds of muscle mass) would have been blasted away to the other side of the island, with her face nearly peeled off by the potent firehoses.

The temple trembled and its cracks grew as the juice exploded from the cunt. The Instructress felt that smoke was coming from the princess’s skin. The acolyte’s hips began to rise, the muscles of her legs moving them up all by themselves. The princess’s tongue sprang out of her mouth, and her face was colored by pure elation. Her body moved further and further up while the hoses of her cunt only grew stronger, and the Instructress had get up herself so as to keep her aim on the dominant pussy.

No matter how powerfully that bitch came or how hard those juices burned the Instructress’s face; the matriarch would win that battle! After the initial shock, the Instructress hardened her tongue again and pummeled away into the princess’s vagina. If the first flurry of thrusts had made her pass out, the second one waked her back up immediately. “GODS!!” Her scream was torturous, like she couldn’t even hold the insides of her body together. “GODS!! OOH, GAAAWDS!!!

More pieces of the ceiling fell as the Instructress pounded that cunt so hard that the juices exploded into all the columns around them. The thousand-pound body of the princess was pushed back into the ground, like a petite woman being savagely pounded by a breeding bull. Every time the tongue bottomed on her, there was a large explosion. The gardens around the temple were shaking with all that power, and soon the Instructress found her own knees cracking the floor as she firmed them against the stone better, tremendous amounts of energy coursing through her veins and inflating her muscles.

«Fuck!!» Her head was a blur in the air, plunging the tongue in the cunt and blasting through her cervix. The violence would have paralyzed a lesser Amazon, but Diane only experienced blissful orgasms every time she was unrepentantly violated. Her eyes were wide open and her face was in bliss. «No one… has ever pierced… my cervix before!!»

The tongue protruded in her womb, causing a wreckage of orgasms in its wake. Even with its faster-than-light movements, the Instructress had kept her masterful touch, making it twirl and strike precise erogenous spots with its tip whenever the tongue bottomed the princess. As the electric signals travelled to the princess’s brain, they were ramped by these additional (and faster) bursts of electricity, and when they finally reached the central nerves, oh…! The Gods of Olympus themselves couldn’t have made Diane come any harder or louder.

“FUUUCK…!!!” Massive boulders fell around the goddesses. A few large stones crashed on the princess’s abs and the Instructress’s back. Despite the danger, the two women were too fuck-drunk to stop it now—the Instructress would go all-out on Diane’s pussy, and when she was finally done, there would be no temple!

“Arrogant…!! Cocky…!! Princess…!!” For every word, a flurry of tongue-thrusts extracted gallons and more gallons of juices from the giantess. With a long scream and a tsunami of pleasure, Diane’s body stiffened and her legs left the ground. She was like a straight plank of meat, with her head on the floor and her cunt on the Instructress’s mouth, raised diagonally on the ground, shivering and trembling as her cunt throbbed like a heart, gallon after gallon exploding a geyser.

“NO…!!” Her scream was painful and short-lived. Only tears and the rumbling of her stiff body were proof that she was still alive. The ground caved beneath her, and both goddesses sank under the weight of their own power. The Instructress was basking on her lover’s womb, striking orgasms directly at its walls, adding to the gallons of juice that were already blasting from her cunt.

Diane both felt and sounded like she was dying—and maybe she was. She was passing out and waking up so many times, so fast that the shocks were threatening to rupture her body from inside out. Her muscles, which were already impressive, grew harder and denser; her body mass jumped to 1,100 pounds, then 1,200, then 1,300, with the Instructress carrying the brunt of that insane weight.

“Little hoe!” She roared, pounding the cunt even more vigorously. “Do you think you can beat me? Grow!!” She took one hand off Diane’s left tight and laid it on her own back. “Grow harder and heavier, you goddamn giantess! Look!” She took the other hand. “I can fuck you with my tongue alone!”

The jets were almost peeling her face off as the giantess crossed her arms under her back and fucked that cunt away with total abandon. Her tongue was already suffering from cramps thanks to its excessive action—and anyone who’d ever suffered from cramps in the freaking tongue knows that this feeling is far from easily forgotten. Still, the Instructress held her ground, muffing the pain with her own, rock-shattering orgasms.

The two giantesses fell into a deeper, messier crater as the temple’s ceiling cracked in the middle. In an instant, thousands of tons of stone were falling on the bodies of those giantesses, and Diane could only watch the temple fall as her body was too stiff, too ridden with orgasms to even attempt the slightest reaction. A fucking great irony, that was: she was bigger and more powerful than any woman (or living creature) on Earth, yet she was defenseless as a lamb on a lion’s mouth—or rather, the mouth of her fucking mistress! Diane couldn’t even shut her eyes, from which copious tears flowed down like rivers.

Veins popped in her nose, which quickly bled out. What she didn’t have in strength, however, the Instructress had in spades: as the ceiling fell on their heads, the warrior woman simply raised her arms up and prepared for two mighty punches. She struck each falling stone at the precise right time, creating a shockwave of power so intense that the clouds above the temple moved away! An explosion shook the entire island, and Amazons from nearby islands could see dozens of massive blocks of stone flying in the sky at crazy-high speeds, some going beyond the horizon, creating tsunamis at very distant places.

The seemingly effortless punches added energy to Diane’s orgasms, and at that point the princess was openly, desperately crying in pain. “Pleeeeease!!!” Her whiny pitch contrasted so much from her awesome body! “Stooop!!!” Her head went up and down at high speeds as her pussy was brutally pounded. Even if Diane were fucked by literal horses for hours on end, her cunt wouldn’t have been savaged nearly as greatly as the Instructress was savaging her in a single second. “M-maaaaster, pleeeease!!” Her scream was pure agony. “Stop!!”

And just like that, without the need of a single word more, the Instructress bottomed on her one last time, reaching the very end of Diane’s womb—and actually pushing it a few inches higher! Then, she retrieved all her tongue in one swell swoop, and the explosion of juices managed to surpass even all thoe that came before.

The hole around the women grew until it covered the entire area of the temple. It was many feet deep, and it was being quickly flooded by Diane’s desperate ejaculation. Laughing her ass off, the Instructress stood on her feet and took the brunt of those jets in her body, bathing herself completely on the princess’s nectar ejections. “Yes, baby! Bathe your strong momma just like that!” She playfully and cheerfully ran her hands all over her muscles, playing with her own hair and scratching her own head, using the fluids like shampoo.

Diane screamed and screamed and screamed. Not even being relieved from that tongue was enough to halt her raging fire, however. If anything, it’d made it grown only hotter, like throwing water on burning oil: *booom!!* She pushed her arms on the ground, but that gave her no more balance as the stone kept unraveling into dust. She felt as if under a torrential summer rain, but those were her liquids splashing on her master’s body. “FUUUCK…!!” She attempted to scream, but her eyes nearly popped out of her skull.

Seeing her in such delightful agony, the Instructress couldn’t help but to admire her powerful, massive buttocks—two boulders of pure power inviting the touch. She knew she should take easy on her girls, but she also remembered that that particular “girl” was the most arrogant little sh#t she had ever met, and a good humbling would suit her well. Therefore, smiling like the fires of Hades, she parted those buttocks with her mighty arms and crammed three fingers in Diane’s tight anus.

Another avalanche of orgasms started, now prompted by the Instructress’s masterfully pressing of the right spots in her apprentice’s ass. The poor girl jumped on the ground like there were rockets in her butt, and the harder she jumped, the bigger the destruction became around them. The Instructress didn’t give a damn: cramming her fingers even deeper, she played with six or seven erogenous spots simultaneously, all the time.

The pussy gushed relentlessly, attracting her gaze to that sweet, moist opening. «No.» Even her mind seemed to tell her to go easy, but that kid’s arrogance really undid any compassion she could have felt for her. With her right hand, the Instructress added her fingers to the gushing, burning pussy, playing with it just as hard as she was the anus.

Diane died again as the double stimulation filled her body with fire. Her massive tits, which sprayed milk like mad bombs, exploded with true geysers of motherly milk while every single muscle of her body hardened and cramped. Her cunt jets destroyed whatever stone they hit, and pillars of steam rose from both her pussy and the Instructress’s arm as she finger-banged the poor princess.

The double stimulation made her every single organ twirl, swell, and (almost) pop. The Instructress was just now having fun, and she felt like the conqueror of the world by subduing that much bigger, but inexperienced youth. Laughing like the devil, she took her fingers off the princess and grabbed her massive legs. «Damn!» She was reminded every time of just how massive the apprentice was! «Legs as big as my waist! Fucking hoe!!» Hardening her abs and flexing her entire body, she pulled the whole princess up. “YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!”

She lifted Diane off the ground and flipped her over her head, slamming her face-down on the ground and literally cracking the entire island in half! A massive canyon parted the island, and the newly-formed halves began to move apart as the two women still relentlessly fucked.

Diane’s orgasmic jets were reaching dozens of feet of height. The waves crashed against the walls of the canyon they fucked in as the Instructress put her head in harm’s way and bathed on the princess’s blasts. The nectar was absolute power. The taste was unlike any other pussy she’d ever drunk from. Still, she was thirsty; her true power had only begun to reveal itself, and she was having the time of her life torturing that cunt and anus with her supersonic fingers.

Slowly, the hardening and growth of her own muscles had turned the Instructress into an 8’5ft-tall, 750-pound monster—still smaller than the princess, but big enough so that her stature alone commanded respect (and fear!) on her heart.

The instructress battered that cunt and massacred that anus for as long as the island took it. Like the temple before it, the canyon too was cracked, then pulverized by the blows of those two bodies, and the Instructress had to pound the princess away, dragging her inch after inch on the sinking ground as more parts of the canyon unraveled under her feet.

“You fucking, filthy, lowly whore!!” The Instructress derived so much pleasure from annihilating that pussy. “How does it feel to be conquered by a common Amazon, huh? What’s the feeling of being reduced to a fucking piece of meat by just the fingers of a smaller woman??” The Instructress withdrew her fingers from Diane’s anus and literally punched her right in the boobs, making them spew fatter loads of milk miles into the air! “I want you to suffer, you fucking cunt!! I want you to cum like you’re never gonna cum again… you weak, pathetic filthy slut! Ya cheap demigoddess toy to my fingers!!”

Diane was unresponsive. Her hard, stiff body vibrated like a pierce of metal, yet her face was calm and asleep. She was so passed out even the violent reactions of her body no longer disturbed her state of mind. Seeing her in this state, the Instructress really thought she killed the poor woman, and the fear of the consequences of such act—not even the act itself—prompted her to take her fingers from both holes and just watch the poor woman cum her soul away!

Diane came. And came. And came!! By the gods, she kept coming like several hoses for twenty more minutes until her body (almost) dried up and softened—yet still kept coming! Another ten minutes were necessary for the princess of Amazons to stop unloading like thousands of wild stallion mid-coitus, and when the was finally done—when every bit and drop of sweet, creamy nectar from her cunt-n-womb had been expunged, exhausted, and expelled!—her body was left squirming on a massive lake of her own cum and milk.

The Instructress walked back to her, with her feet waddling in the lake. She sat with her legs crossed on the ground and admired the youth. Muscles atop muscles turned her light-bronze-skinned physique into the epitome of power. Diane was literally as massive as ten bodybuilders, but her towering height allowed her to still maintain a curvy, hourglass profile. She was monster of muscles, yet also a paragon of fertility; the beauty of Aphrodite and the power of Zeus all rolled up into a single body—and the Instructress was excused for not resisting to touch her and worship her every fold and crevice.

Once her palms met the obscene abs of her goddess, Diane screamed and roared. Gallons of lubes burst from her cunt as her orgasms appeared to have been reignited in full, prompting the Instructress to pull her hand back and just laugh. “This, my little girl, is what we call a good fuck!” She laid down lazily on her back, waiting for those shockwaves of pleasure to stop torturing her apprentice. “You never truly had sex until now. No need to thank me, by the way.” She looked at her, fighting the urge to French kiss the sleeping beauty. “You’re a virgin no more.”

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Battle of the Amazons series

[NSFW/+18!] Battle of the Amazons 2: The Princess Stud

The princess of the Amazons stepped up on the altar, cracking the steps of stone with her feet. Her muscular legs swelled and bloated as she moved, and her whole body made a sinuous dance that got the Head Instructress completely dazed and hypnotized! The mighty Amazon couldn’t believe her own eyes! The arrogant princess was only eighteen years old, yet she already carried herself with a confidence to rival the Queen of the Amazons herself!

Of course, when one had such a body, confidence came in quite naturally. The Head Instructress admired the princess and her armor of iron-hard muscles; her body crafted to perfection to impress and arouse—as well as crush the bones and tear the limbs of her enemies in the heat of the battle. Diane was a mighty muscle mare, standing at 7’5-feet and straining whatever surface she stood on with her 500-pound weight—almost all of it pure muscles.

The Head Instructress, who had forged her own body through intense daily exercises, had grown bigger and taller than the princess, but even her massive muscle transformation could still only barely rival the Amazon heir: she stood now at 7’6ft-tall (one hair taller than the princess) and 550 pounds. Princess Diane, in her natural form, was already almost as big as that thick, mighty woman after an earth-shattering transformation. «Did I take it too easy?» The Instructress asked herself, insecurity taking hold of her mind.

She looked around the temple and realized that, no, she couldn’t have grown any bigger than that. Her transformation had cracked the temple in the middle and all but ruined the altar they were standing on, with the stone bed between her and the princess cracked and caved in the middle. Her muscles still burned with the after-shocks of her transformation, and her whole body emitted a sensuous coat of steam. She had gone as far as she could without straining herself—yet her farthest was still the princess’s average. She gulped and quivered, imagining what such a powerful child could do to her.

Diane was the daughter of Zeus. She was fated to take the throne of Themyscira and lead the Amazons into a new, glorious era. Her body betrayed her divine origins; her muscles gave anyone a glimpse of the tremendous power that she carried within.

For a long time, Diane didn’t even bother wrestling with the other girls. Even the biggest, sturdiest of them were kicked and flipped on the arena like ragdolls, with the arrogant child even yawning at her trainers as she used very simple, amateur blows to deal with her opponents quickly and effortlessly.

The mightiest warriors left the arena trampled and humiliated, thrown around like pieces of flesh by a girl half their age. Only the Head Instructress was left to fight with her on (mostly) equal terms, and the memory of their sweaty bodies thrusting, pressing, squashing each other on the dusty arena, throwing sand and water and sweat everywhere, still brought the Instructress many wet dreams in the solitude of her chamber.

Now that she saw Diane standing before her, so tall and muscular, she wondered whether the cocky bastard was taking easy on her. She wouldn’t have to wait long until the truth was revealed: Diane spread her legs and assumed a fighting stance on the altar, cracking the stone when her feet landed on the ground.

Loud cracks and rumbles echoed in the temple, and the Head Instructress stepped back as she the altar became wobblier and more unstable. Diane’s simple gesture had further atomized those stones into pebbles. «Fuck! In the name of Hera, what is this child?!» Her heart beat loudly as she was met by Diane’s cocky, almost devilish gaze. That girl had confidence to spare! The cockiest, biggest-dicked Alpha males wouldn’t match one hair of her head in terms of reliance and self-assurance. The Head Instructress had to fight against her urge to either flee or submit to that little youth, reminding herself constantly that—at least in paper—she was still Diane’s superior.

Well, not for too long. The Princess of the Amazons arched her arms in front of her body, flexing her mighty muscles just a little, yet already hard enough for her biceps to grow like boulders covered with thick veins. “Do you want to see power, Head Instructress?” The teenager asked, and the Amazon was left in silence, not realizing she was supposed to answer.

After clearing her throat, she mumbled some clumsy words followed by a nod of the head and a wimpy: “huh.

Diane bit her lower lip, taking deep breaths and feeling her body heat up. “Alright. This is power!” The princess flexed, and the Head Instructress literally tripped on the cracking stones beneath her feat, falling with her back on the temple’s floor while the princess hardened and covered herself with mighty veins. She had barely warmed up for two minutes, yet her body was already channeling enough strength to literally drain dozens of horses!

Her abs throbbed, almost as if her muscles were being kicked from inside out. The Instructress watched as her ten-pack grew in volume, throbbing and rippling as countless veins as thick as fingers fed them with gallons of blood. The princess was heating up so hard that the oxygen condensed around her skin like smoke, and soon she was exhaling steam through her nostrils and her every pore, breathing the cold air from outside to try and regulate the burning temperatures inside her.

“Hera!!” She screamed for the goddess of all women, who lent them strength in moments of great trial. The princess changed her pose, putting her arms up and displaying her full legs and torso to the Instructress. She felt as hard as a mountain, and still her body was still only charging up, adding as much hardness to her muscles as possible, feeding them with enough blood and nutrients before they could kick into the next step of her transformation.

Though her volume remained pretty much steady after the first spurt, her weight was sensibly increasing. The Head Instructress saw the stone cracking under the princess’s feet, then her body slowly sinking in her altar as the density of her muscles reached ludicrous levels. The thick, mighty Amazon, who had seen her fair share of potent beauties in her life, unconsciously spread her legs and laid her hand on her hips, feeling the powerful heat from her throbbing, tumid cunt.

She was endlessly aroused by that stud princess, and yet she hadn’t seen a fraction of her true power! As the seconds went on, the Princess showed her just how futile was any comparison between their physiques—hers was undoubtedly the greatest.

The princess lowered her arms to her waist, flexing them upwards in a “W” shape. A scream burst through her mouth without her consent: “AAARHH!!!” She closed her eyes and tried to focus, sensing how that energy could easily consume and destroy her if she lost control. She transformed her screams into mighty roars, then doubled down on her flexing as the ground quickly unraveled beneath her feet. Pieces of rock and large boulders flew around as she sank five feet into the altar, kicking into the next phase of her transformation: the swell!

Her muscles rippled. Her fibers snapped and contorted so violently that whiplashes were heard all throughout the island. Her biceps throbbed like hearts and the veins danced all over them. Her neck was as thick as an average woman’s thigh, throbbing along her engorged arteries, pumping visible loads of scorching blood to her brain.

Her breasts squirted milk. The temple was filled by the delicious squishing sound of her cream leaving her tits and splashing on the floor. Much to the dismay of the Head Instructress, she stood right in between those milky jets, unable to catch any with her mouth. Her jaw stood low and tongue was partially rolled out, begging for some comfort. «By the gods!!» Her eyes were growing. «What a monster!»

The teenager’s abs rippled and cracked, and her shoulders boomed like she had a wall of burning iron atop her back. With one powerful roar, the princess added two muscles to her abs, and her whole body followed with a sudden, abrupt muscle growth that saw her jump from five hundred to over eight hundredpounds of pure, iron-hard musculature in the blink of an eye. The intensity of that bulking was so great that Head Instructress was further pushed back by the resulting shockwave, rolling away as heat waves emanated constantly from the princess’s skin.

«By Zeus!!» The Amazon was shocked by seeing the altar completely reduced to pebbles as the princess was only getting started. The cocky teenager kept roaring and cracking the temple with the ferocious rumbling and rippling of her body, which now stood at 7’8-feet and displayed a gorgeous, massive, throbbing 12-pack. She looked down and briefly acknowledged the Instructress presence, paying her no attention as she channeled even more power into her physique.

This time, the princess turned around slightly and laid one foot in front of the other, grabbing her right wrist with her left arm and flexing her right arm in a hook position, showing the Instructress the impeccable shape and harness of her loin as the energy of the sun seemed to be growing inside her fibers. After a long, growing rumble, her fibers snapped and popped and cracked, then throbbed and bulged to add insane volume and weight to her muscles. Her body sank deeper into the ground, creating cracks as deep as ten feet on the temple.

“The power… of the fucking gods!!” The iron princess roared, cracking the ceiling and the many columns around her. “The power… of a muscular monster!!” Her roar was almost like a male as she changed position mid-swelling—a risky move, but one she performed with the ease of the naturals. The Head Instructress gulped when seeing the princess squat and flex both her arms besides her body—a simple, all-purpose position that gave her all the stability required for her next growth phase.

With the heat swelling in her cunt, the Instructress saw that child grow to 7’9, then 8, then 8’2, then 8’3ft-tall, far surpassing her while her muscles grew ever stronger. The jets of milk bursting from her super-sized tits had grown as thick and powerful as hydrants, and the two puddles of milk around the Instructress had become large enough to reach her hands.

She raised one hand to her face, inspecting the thickness and heat of that milk. «This looks like semen!» Diane’s milk, indeed, felt more like a cream or a tasty desert—or the ejaculation of a horse—as she grew into a mountain of a woman. To the Instructress’s terror, the prodigy teenager wasn’t even done as her shoulder bulked into a scary wall of virility and her arms grew as thick as the thighs of a bodybuilder.

The teenager kept growing to 8’6 feet, then 8’8 feet, then broke through the 9 feet mark and made her way effortlessly to the ten-feet score. “Diane, n-no!” The sweaty, trembling warrior stood up, being pushed away by the waves of power that burst from the teenager’s body. “You’re growing too fast, too hard!! This temple will not…!”

“Let this temple fall!!” A thicker, almost demonic voice burst from the teenager’s throat as she cracked the 9’5-feet mark. “If this structure can’t take my power, I will crush it myself!” She gave one step forward, bulldozing the floor with her foot, creating a 5ft-wide, 10ft-deep crater around it. “Look at these fucking thighs!” Her gigantic muscles rippled and bloated before the Instructress’s eyes. “Look at my power go!!” She then roared, and huge pieces of stone fell from the ceiling as the temple began to crumble.

The Head Instructress tried to stay on her feet, ready to flee, but the power and outrageous beauty of the princess was just too strong! Her shivering legs buckled and her knees fell on the ground, cracking it as she kneeled before that beauty teenager, now a true goddess of war. “By the gods, princess!!” Her words were quickly lost in the noise; the princess was still adding hundreds of pounds to her body, easily breaking into the ten-feet mark and trying out for eleven feet.

Her weight had doubled, standing easily at over a thousand pounds as her muscles just kept throbbing and swelling, growing both denser and bulkier. The princess of the Amazons could easily crush the Queen herself, if she wanted to, and she changed her pose again to kick into a new, more brutal step of her transformation. “By the gods, I’m SO FUCKING HOT!!” She screamed and roared, and dense columns of steam burst from her nostrils all the time.

She crossed her arms behind her back, right above her monstrous glutes, and flexed her entire body again, creating a mess of cracks and rubble all over the temple, like a bomb had exploded in the place.

“Oh, Hera!! HERA!!” The Instructress lost her shit! All the heat and pressure that had grown in her was released into a burst of scorching lube from her cunt. The Head Instructress laid her forehead on the cracked floor, cramming her hands in her cunt and frigging it until she was unloading gallons like a firehose.

Diane had crossed the eleven-feet mark, trembling and shouting as her body neared its limits. “NO!!” She roared to the heavens, as if defying the gods themselves. “I can get stronger!! I can get… harder!!” Then a ferocious roar burst from her throat in the exact moment rumbling explosions came from her muscles, like there were mountains being thrown against each other inside her every fiber. The teenager swelled to proportions even the Head Instructress thought to be insane, filling the temple with heat—and the Instructress with deafening orgasms.

“Diane!!” She screamed. “Diane!!” The teenager stopped growing at around 11’4ft of height, panting as sweat broke from numerous pores. Her body, which been releasing only steam at that point, got sweaty like someone had thrown a bucket—or rather, a bathtub—of scalding water on her, and a massive puddle formed around her feet as the sweat not exactly “dripped,” but literally flowed like rivers down her skin.

Her muscles glistened under her thick coating of sweat. The muscular princess relaxed her pose and released a final, giant burst of steam through every single pore. The Head Instructress was pushed away one last time, bathing herself on her own lubes as she squirted them into the air.

“Fuck!!” Diane shouted, and another wave of power electrified her. “FUUUCK!!” She stomped her right foot on the ground, creating a shockwave that shattered the rest of temple, shattering all its walls and columns that remained standing. When she finally had her body tamed, she looked down and admired her myriad of muscles. The Head Instructress, once so mighty, looked like a doll near her feet, and the arrogant teenager laughed at her superior’s defeated body, writhing on the puddle of her own cum.

“You look so tiny, Head Instructress. Is this how you see your students when they’re stepping into the arena for the first time?” She flexed her biceps, and the obscene muscles grew to thrice the size of a wide bodybuilder’s chest.

The Instructress needed some time to recover, sitting on the floor while her cunt still expelled shameful threads of lubes. She whimpered and moaned aloud, rolling her eyes as the waves of pleasure overtook her.

Diane was spectacular. The difference between then was jaw-dropping, with the young stud’s 11’4-feet dwarfing the Instructress’s once-intimidating 7’8.

The warrior stood up, trembling before the power of her student. Diane truly was the daughter of the gods. It was inconceivable that any being existed in the universe which could defy and defeat her.

She was hard! The Instructress had never seen a body so muscular and trimmed, with basically no fat aside from the breasts and parts of the ass. Her hand swung back and forth, craving to touch that pillar of granite in the shape of woman. Diane smiled proudly, seeing how her breasts bounced slightly above the Instructress’s head.

“Which part of my body do you want to touch first?” The woman looked up with fear, barely registering the words. She seemed to be suffering from an overdose of arousal. “Do you find my abs appetizing?” The princess flexed her abs, and the fourteen muscles hardened loudly. “Lay your hand on them and feel their might.”

The Instructress was shivering and panting. «Fuck!! She is so incredibly beautiful!» Her muscular arm hardened as she stretched her hand to Diane’s belly, feeling her heat before even touching her. “Oh! By the gods!!” That heat prickled! The abs danced sensuously, moving so powerfully with only the breath of the princess.

Diane grabbed her hand and pulled it. The Instructress felt her cunt swell and squirt as the full hardness of those muscles enveloped her palm. Her knees were hitting each other, her legs so wobbly that her body was soon lower and lower on the ground, always on the verge of falling. “Gods!!” Diane kept the palm on her belly, flexing her muscles so that the Instructress would never forget who was the superior stud.

“Gods!!” The Instructress fell on her knees, cracking the ground around her. Diane moved the warrior’s hand along her abdomen, giving her a full treat of her musculature. “Aren’t they beautiful? Aren’t they as hard as the body of Zeus?” She flexed her arm, counting the veins as they bulged along with her biceps and triceps. “Daddy would be really proud if he saw me right now.” She smiled, filling a surge of power in her hips. “I bet I could kick your ass with one arm tied to my back, if I wanted to.” She squeezed the Instructress’s wrist drawing loud moans from her. “What a mess you are!” She saw the gallons of nectar bursting from the warrior’s cunt. “You’re already creaming myself without even touching me right!”

Diane felt invincible—and she truly was. Feeling that no one could punish her for any transgression, she grabbed the Instructress’s head and pulled her up, seeing her face red and twitchy, with many tears rising in her eyes. “You look so weak and pathetic!” Her eyes wandered over her body. “But you’re still hot!” She focused on the Amazon’s massive butt. “Your ass still looks delicious. Guess I will have a piece of that… right after you have a piece of me!”

She shoved the Instructress’s head right in her cunt, and for a moment the moans of the older Amazon resonated only inside her body, with the only sound in the temple being the violent gushes of her cunt and the gradual, sensual grunts of the princess. “Wow, you are a screamer.” Diane’s eyes rolled up very slowly. “Lick me. Treat that pussy like you always wanted to.” In the meantime, Diane explored the Instructress’s hard body with her hands: “mm, baby, your back is so delicious! I will ravish your body like an army of Spartans!”

Diane coveted the Instructress’s muscles—which were still a wonder, despite her diminutive size. The woman quivered as the waves of pleasure were still too many and too strong, making the princess very proud and cocky of her sexual abilities. Themyscira had over five thousand tall, strong, muscular, busty, big-assed, ripped and shredded beauties, and Diane had fucked them all but the Instructress and the Queen. Now, she was about to cross the second-to-last name of her slutty list. «Oh, my Queen!» She thought as her lubes covered the Instructress’s face. «Just you wait, my queen, until I get to devour you!»

Looking down again, she saw her feet being washed by the massive loads being squirted at high speeds from the Instructress’s cunt. “I do not have all day, you know,” she tease her, prompting the Instructress to slowly stick her tongue out of her mouth and taste the insides of the massive princess.

Her teenage cunt was almost as big as her fist, almost drowning under her lubes as her nose pressed against the princess’s clit, stimulating her without even trying. “God, baby, this feels good!” Diane roared, knowing how to stimulate and press the right buttons of her partner. “Why don’t you work that pussy out just as strong as I know you can?” She winked. “Take no pity on me. Destroy my fucking muscular cunt!”

Some flame burned in the Instructress’s heart, making her invade Diane with gusto. Her long, hard, muscular tongue unrolled deep in that pussy, throbbing and filling it just like an arm. Diane was not expecting such quick or powerful invasion, and any woman who had a taste of that godly tongue could easily do away with men forever. “Fuck!! Zeus!!” She firmed her feet on the ground, cracking it as she tried to stabilize her body. “You’re awesome!!”

Her juices were sloshing on the Amazon’s head while the older, experienced warrior savaged her cunt. She was fucking her for dear life! The Instructress took her hand off the princess’s abs and grabbed her legs, supporting herself on the two iron pillars of her tights. As she felt her own veiny, sweaty biceps rubbing against those thighs, she came and creamed herself loudly, dying for that power!

«By the gods, princess!!» She praised her royalty in her mind while her tongue was too occupied with its pussy-pleasing duties. «You are the goddess of all the women!» Filled with admiration for that perfect physique, the Instructress took as her duty to give her princess as much pleasure as her massive, divine body could take, so she channeled all the energy to her tongue to give that cunt the licking and sucking of its life!

Her tongue was literally as big and as thick as a forearm—fourteen inches of member now piercing and dancing inside Diane’s pussy. The princess was deep, as one would expect from her ludicrous height, but the Amazon had tongue (and skill) in spades to soon have her body trembling and shivering with the gradual accumulation of arousal, striking several erogenous spots on that delicious cunt all at once. The tip of her tongue was as hard as iron, and its flexibility allowed it to flicker the deepest, most sensible zones of the princess like switches. As a result, her tongue stimulated between three and seven erogenous spots in the princess at all times, taking her not by force, but by skill.

“GODS!!” She screamed. Diane didn’t want to lose control so soon next to her superior, but the Instructress was slowly showing her why she remained in such high regard amongst the Amazons for so long. In truth, Diane had never, ever felt truly challenged by any of the thousands of Amazons in the archipelago; the very few of them who could rise up to her were quickly defeated as she tapped into her endless reserves of power. The ravenous teenager had grown bored and overconfident in her abilities, never sure if anyone was able to match her.

Because of this, the pleasure she experienced now was literally unimaginable. She had always heard whispers about it, but she never really thought she was going to feel it herself! As her cunt was thoroughly and actively dominated by that raging Amazon, Diane saw herself stepping back and stammering, too shocked by the pleasure to even believe it was real. “Y-y-you s-shouldn’t…!!” But a loud burst of pleasure cut her voice and made her scream. The walls shook as her legs wobbled and her body nearly fell, with the Instructress looking up, her face washed by the teenager’s nectar.

«Arrogant youth! You’ve never been truly serviced by an expert’s tongue!» Upping her ante, turning that pleasure into torture, the Instructress moved her tongue so that eight erogenous spots were constantly pressed, then made the tongue vibrate like machine.

“FUCK!!” Diane felt the strength completely abandon her legs. She fell back on the ground, and cracks and earthquake she created shook even the boulders outside the temple. She had managed to hold an orgasm back, however, denying the Instructress her sweet victory so soon. Still, the princess contemplated what the worth of her giant size and musculature really was if she couldn’t withstand a simple licking of her much smaller teacher.

The Instructress had her gaze set on the princess’s face, measuring the pleasure by her tics an twitches. Her eyes seemed to communicate every one or her filthy thoughts: “I will have you cumming rivers on my face, your highness, and then your massive body writhing on the ground in orgasmic bliss. You will beg for me to stop, and I will deny you! I will keep fucking you with my tongue like not even a hundred stallions could!”

She made a twist with her tongue, and the princess’s muscles throbbed violently as she desperately tried to resist the surge of pleasure. «Mm. Very good.» The Instructress laid her hands on those insane muscles, feeling the electric ripples of ecstasy. «You’re managing too control your orgasms. Maybe we’re ready to kick things up a notch or two.»

Violently and brutally, she made her tongue throb and swirl inside the princess’s cunt with an almost supernatural expertise. A man wouldn’t be able to move the muscles of his body nearly as well as she did her tongue’s! The member assumed several different shapes inside that cunt, striking dozens of different erogenous spots in very little time, doubling down on the orgasms every passing second, stealing the princess’ breath as the arousal grew much beyond her understanding.

“STOP!!” She begged, panting and breathing, with her muscular body hopping on the ground. “Stop this, please!!” The Instructress reveled on the princess’s tears. «Oh, no, my princess. Now that we just started having fun!» If Diane though that was a lot of pleasure, she truly was an amateur in the art of sex. The Instructress showed her what real fucking was by doubling the speed and the intensity of her licking.

Diane was suddenly thrashing on the ground, destroying entire sections of the temple as her massive, muscular body unraveled in agony under the orgasms she tried so hard to contain. «It’s fucking impossible!!» The princess never felt so small, so weak, so insignificant, despite being so huge. «It’s impossible!!» She looked down, seeing how her belly bulged with the ferocious movements of the tongue inside of her. «This thing feels like a snow ball rolling down a mountain! It grows and grows and grows and… it’s eating me alive!!»

She felt fire consuming her guts and a pure, electric agony burning her womb as she screamed and punched the ground. All the time she had to resist the urge of grabbing the Instructress’s head and cracking her skull. The Instructress was actually feeling a gradual and growing pain in her tongue, knowing that the motions she executed would exhaust even the thirstiest of succubi, but she could keep up that show for several minutes without a break. «By the way she’s shaking,» she smiled, «she ain’t got even three minutes left before she dies!»

Displaying her absurd sexual command, the Amazon managed to speak while also stimulating that cunt: “stop trying to resist, my princess! Just let your orgasms flow and wash my face with your powerful discharge!” With one hand servicing her own cunt and the other exploring the gorgeous muscles of her anus, the Instructress drilled many loud, watery orgasms from herself, washing the legs with her warm liquids, squirting harder than a horde of horses would nut their semen in a year. “Look at me!” She moaned. “I’m cumming!!” She made sure the princess could feel the sprinkling of her lube in her own body. “Come for me, princess, and wash my face with the gallons I know you can come.” She pushed her tongue back, then pierced the princess again with it, adding the thrusting motion to her repertoire of fuck.

The princess was soon screaming and crying her heart out: “AAAAHHH…!!!” Agony such as that was too intense to even be counted as an orgasm anymore; that was outright torture, almost a war crime.

“Come on, princess.” The Instructress teased her further. “I know you wanna. Your pain will only grow the longer you keep those orgasms inside you.” She was thrusting deep and hard in the princess, fifteen inches of Amazon tongue sawing her cunt just like a cock, grazing her cervix and poking it with its tip, just with the right motion and pressure as to draw as much pleasure from her as possible. “Unload, princess. Cum like a mare! I can feel the juices sloshing inside your membranes! You are more loaded than a potent stallion who’s been denied sex for a whole year!”

Thrusting the tongue harder, stimulating her walls more mercilessly, the Instructress made loud sounds while pounding that pussy like breeding bull. The temple was quaking and rumbling every time she bottomed on the princess. No big-dicked Alpha male could ever match her performance, and that was still just a casual warm-up to her; a morning head she used to pay her acolytes and most dedicated students. “Cum for me, princess! Bathe me in your nectar!”

She added brutal twists to her tongue while picking up speed in her thrusts. “I’ll keep fucking you harder if you keep disobeying me.” The pounding added to the width and the depth of the cracks around the temple, making the whole structure vibrate as the instructress ate pussy like a mythical beast. “No? Very well. I see that you chose the way of pain.” Decreasing the speed of her thrusts just as little, she made her tongue vibrate in a threatening way.

As soon as she felt those brutal vibrations, Diane knew her very life was in danger. “NO!!” She shouted, but the Instructress only made her tongue vibrate faster. “If you’re not cumming on my face, then I’m drilling the nectar out of you by force!

She then pierced the princess like a sledgehammer being driven inside her by a fucking machine, and the whole island trembled with the screams and roars that preceded Diane’s inevitable release.

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[NSFW/+18!] Battle of the Amazons – Part 1: Princess of the Amazons

Diane stood in the middle of the great pantheon, surrounded by hundreds of her beloved sisters, awaiting their judgement. Though her position was somewhat humiliating—her wrists tied by her own Lasso of Honesty—she had the tranquility of the gods on her side. It was wonderful, in fact, to stand near so many beautiful women. Diane was, above anything, a free spirit who reveled in the beauty of whatever person she saw, be them male or female, and those hundreds of ladies were the finest female specimens the whole world had to offer.

«I can’t say I’m not aroused by this.» The powerful princess thought, crossing her legs and squeezing her pussy with her phenomenal thighs. The arousal was not one-sided, though: those hundreds of women—powerful warriors of her race of Amazons—couldn’t help but to be hugely attracted by the beautiful demigoddess standing before them. She was the mightiest of their kind, and though they should have been angered by the transgressions committed, they couldn’t help but to fall deeper in love every time they looked at her.

Diane was the daughter of Zeus, and it showed. The Amazon’s staggering height of 7’5 feet was complemented by an impeccable body forged in iron. Though she had never worked out to be so buff and muscular, her genes inevitably made her a goddess of muscles: every time she moved, her body trembled loudly with her muscles rippling under her skin. Her legs were like two Greek columns made of steel, thick and potent limbs that could kick like a mare, and her hips were immensely wide thanks to the humongous rear they supported.

Her ass was perfect. No more accurate description can be given to it: perfect! They were almost pure muscles: perfectly round glutes so hard they almost stood upright even when relaxed.

The goddess turned around, making those beauties jump and loudly flex, and many gasps came from the Amazons, who felt uneasy even when they were, each of them, the sexiest, fittest superwomen on the planet.

«Who do these whores think they are to judge me? Me?» The goddess flexed her arms, feeling the pressure and resistance of her lasso in her hips. Her biceps bulged loudly, making the sound of a thick tire being stretched to its limits, and then she relaxed those guns, picking the many gasps and faint moans coming from the audience. «They are aroused by my sight.» Turning her ears, she could even detect the dripping of the excessive moisture from many pairs of legs. «Who am I kidding? I am aroused by myself too!»

The Amazon spread her legs, drawing more admiring gasps from the audience as her marvelous thighs flexed and rippled. Thin threads of thick, transparent nectar dripped from her vagina, which was tightly pressed by the red-and-blue spandex of her uniform. The gooey threads flowed down her legs, forming two small patches of creamy goo between her feet.

The goddess smiled, looking defiantly to the many sisters who were supposed to judge her. Flexing her arms again, she tested their resilience, flaunting her obscenely shredded arms. «God, I’m so perfect!» The goddess delighted on her superior genes, flexing her abs and feeling her uniform cave into her body. Every muscle in her was perfectly highlighted by her tight spandex, which happened to make her even more arousing than if she were outright naked.

Her biceps swelled, and many veins spread all over it, feeding her muscular guns with gallons of blood. She could feel the power flowing in her veins, throbbing loudly in her arteries as she took deeper breaths and channeled more energy into her abs. Her breasts, however, throbbed before she could even pop the ten magnificent muscles of her belly. «Goddamn!!» She felt on fire, with her breasts testing the strength of her uniform.

Her nipples were so hard they flashed though the cloth. That uniform was designed specifically to prevent incidents such as these, but its designer probably didn’t take into account the power and hardness of an Amazon goddess. Even when Diane stood perfectly still, her breasts were wobbling and bouncing on their own. «It’s the milk,» she pondered, shaking her chest just a little, feeling the sloshing of the thick liquid inside her bosom.

Her mammalian glands were full. Really full! She always felt an intense pressure in those breasts, but almost always managed to get by. Almost. The situation only grew uncomfortable in the heat of a battle, and it wasn’t uncommon for the goddess to be punched in the stomach and unwittingly squirt gallons of milk in an enemy’s face.

“Isn’t there anything I can do about this?” She had asked one of those very same sisters one day, when she was still in good standing with the Amazons. The sister she sook help with was a massive, dark-skinned beauty who nonetheless could barely speak straight when seeing (and touching!) Diane’s exposed breasts. Still, she did her best to remain professional.

“Diane, look at you.” She pointed to the goddess’s body. “You’re leagues ahead anything anyone of us could ever ask for.” She bowed before her princess, humbled and infatuated. “My goddess, you are a thousand times more woman than we’re ever going to be. Your massive bosom, also lush and full of milk, is a blessing you will need to get used to.” Diane couldn’t help but to catch her friend’s desirous biting of her lips. “You’re the absolute female. The perfect woman. I’m am all but honored to serve you…” Her words almost dissipated in the air, “and get the honor of seeing your full, mm, beauty so up-close.”

Diane had her torso completely naked to that friend, and a tight skirt and two bracelets were her only uniform for that check-up. Her massive legs were crossed, which made them look ever more obscene then they were when separated. Diane saw how her friend’s eyes wandered between her tits and her abs, then her abs and her legs all the time, never knowing where to focus. All of her was just too irresistible for even that big, experienced Amazon to keep her cool.

The princess put her arms on the stone bed she was sitting and leaned back gently. The ten powerful muscles of her abs rippled like leather straps, and the friend audibly shivered as she saw them get much more ripped, bloated, and prominent than her own had ever been. “My g-goddess,” she looked up to the princess with a little bit of despair. “Why do you show off like that.”

Diane was legitimately puzzled. “Show off? What do you mean?” She looked down and made an effort to see her belly, but she couldn’t manage it; her massive bosom stood in the way. “Am I being immodest?”

The older Amazon no longer knew what was fun and what was flirtation. “You know you are, my queen.” Still, seeing the honestly confused expression of her princess, the Amazon continued: “even though you know you are beautiful, you have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?”

Diane gave a perky smile. “I have some idea.” Then flexed her abs harder, and for the first time the other Amazon almost lost control of her body, whimpering loudly, putting both hands on the bed, and almost falling over the princess with the desire to lick her and eat her pussy raw.

“By Zeus!!” Diane shouted. “Do I look this good?”

She couldn’t see it, but her abs had swelled to an absolute muscular perfection: ten throbbing, bulging muscles so insanely toned that a new pair was almost showing near her hips. Some thick veins had covered her belly, throbbing as faint layers of steam rose from her skin.

Her Amazon admirer had her tongue out when she almost fell over the princess. The sight of those perfect muscles aroused her particularly hard, for she was the one in charge of training the girls to their maximum physical prowess.

“My queen…!” She bit her lips, almost as if trying to restrain her raging attraction. Diane saw her muscles throbbing and her skin sweating. From her pussy, she could hear the juices sloshing, then splashing into her thighs as their dripped on the floor and flowed down her legs like rivers of pure arousal. The Amazon’s arms too were bulging, and though they were thinner and less veiny than Diane’s own guns, they were still absolute muscular marvels she craved to lick and run her tongue all over!

The older Amazon got a better hold on herself and looked the princess in the eyes. “How many times a week to you exercise, my lady?”

“Exercise?” The princess lazily stretched on the bed, making the display of muscles and veins grow even more obscene. “You mean, pull weights and throw darts like you do?”

“Y-y-yes.” All she could see at the moment were the princess giant, almost rock-hard breasts. “T-that’s right.”

“Oh, oh!” Diane stretched again. “Three times a week, I guess.” She yawned, making her biceps grow and throb so lively before her admirer. “A few hours a day, if that’s what you mean.” She gave her a feline, sensuous smile. “I don’t do a lot of exercise, to be honest. It bores me out of my mind!”

“Fucking…!” The older Amazon bit her tongue, squinting her eyes so as to restrain the growing fire in her loins.

Diane was worried: “are you alright?”

Her friend could barely get her answer out: “yes, yes, princess, I am, but… god!… damn it!!” When she looked up again, her eyes were tearing up! “You are so! Fucking! Perfect!”

The demigoddess stretched on the stone bed again, just compounding the insanity of muscles that so dazzled her admirer. “Oh, please!” Even when she least realized, she made one of her biceps throb so big and hard that it literally slapped her in the face! “I guess I am beautiful, but I’m not that…”

“Oh, shut up!!” The older Amazon covered her own mouth in terror, trying to gauge her princess’s reaction. Diane was amused, and finally realizing just how immense was her sexual attraction. “Do I really look this good? Good enough that I make you speak so disrespectfully to your queen and goddess?” Her friend nodded, and then Diane completely forgot about the ailments that had brought her to that place.

Instead, she wanted to gauge how intense was her control over her friend. «I’ve had many women before.» She pondered, knowing very well how excellent a lover she could be. «Many hard, delicious bodies under my own, quivering and shouting under my touch.» The screams and the jets of lube in her face were the absolute proof of her mastery in lovemaking. «I know I am attractive, but am I really attractive to make her—the Head Instructress of Amazons!—fall for me?»

The Head Instructress of Themyscira sure was a catch. Of all women in the islands, only her and the Queen of Amazons could be compared to Diane in height and muscle mass—the Queen was undeniably the bigger woman, standing at 7’8 feet and flaunting over 600 pounds of unbelievably hard, bulging muscles. Of all women in the world, in fact, the Amazon Queen was the only one able to give Diane a good beating—even many years later, as she was about to be judged.

The Head Instructress was much less intimidating, but still a force to be feared if ever angered. At 7’3 feet, the tall hulking warrior was a real tank of a woman. Though shorter than Diane, she was considerably bulkier, sporting nearly 525 pounds of muscle versus the princess’ more “modest” 500 pounds. This was translated into her thicker, “brickier” silhouette, which didn’t by any means make her any less of an attractive woman. To Diane, in fact, she was the paramount of female beauty.

The princess tried to control her own arousal as she saw the Instructress fawning so clearly over her. The massive woman was wider and thicker than she was, built as hard as a mountain, though still lady-like in her proportions: her waist a thin and her ass was massive. Her breasts, though somewhat smaller than Diane’s, were still such round, perfect muscle-bound knockers that the bustiest of mortals would feel inadequate standing next to.

They two were luscious, fertile beasts: Diane could hear the milk shaking inside them, and it was almost as copious as the milk she held on her own knockers. «This bitch! She talks as if I was cursed with big breasts, but her own also look like always one squeeze away from gushing gallons!» She lowered her head and licked her lips, signaling her obvious attraction for the Instructress.

The woman was wider than Diane in almost every aspect: thicker legs, bigger ass, more solid muscles, and an eight-pack that was just as big as Diane’s ten-pack, each muscle covering a much larger area of her belly. Her shoulders were a true spectacle; wide and sturdy walls any woman (or man) could quickly rely on. The Instructress was such a paramount of virility that she could literally take arrows to her body, only for the projectiles to shatter in contact with her muscles.

Her bulging arms were scary! Beautiful, of course, and not “monstrous” or “freakish” by any stretch of the definition, by they were clearly arms that could wrestle a raging bull to the ground. Diane vividly remembered the instances when that Instructress, showing off her prowess to her students and the Queen herself, tamed two wild stallions by literally bear-hugging their throats and body-slamming then both like paper bags.

She had literally flipped bears and cracked the skulls of lions with nothing but those mighty arms. In fact, in all the fights and displays of power she had ever done, not a single beast had managed to land a blow anywhere close to her torso or abs. Once the assailant was in reach of her arms, *boom!*, one punch and it was game over!

Only the Queen stood firmly over that mare, having wrestled her into submission a few times in front of other elite Amazons, teaching the woman her proper place in Themyscira. Still, the Queen herself admitted that “as I get old, this bitch only gets stronger!” Therefore, the Queen of the Amazons obsessed with training every single day to keep her muscles sharp and her senses sharper, always trying to maintain the edge over her fearsome rival. “One day she might actually beat me, and when this day comes, I will be hard-pressed to justify my crown!”

All of that intimidated Diane a little, but the Princess of the Amazons knew very well her place in the sexual and physical pantheon of the island—and her place was, even as early as her eighteen years of age, at the very top! Everyone knew it was just a matter of months, if not days, for the daughter of Zeus to take her rightful place as Queen of the Amazons. It was inevitable! The only incognito question was when the fateful battle between her and the Queen would finally happen, after which she would take—peacefully or not—the crown from her matriarch’s head.

This gave Diane a sense of confidence unparalleled in any Amazon. Women always had the biological curse of being “a little shy, a little weaker, a little more vulnerable” than their male pears, but the Amazons (for the most part) escaped that curse, and Diane escaped it completely: she was as cocky as any Alpha male, and in matters of love and sex she always enjoyed taking the dominant role—be it on a date or on a violent wrestling match.

The young Amazon thus looked temptingly to her superior, who was all but unravelling completely next to the youth’s beauty. How long had the Instructress been coveting her body? How hard had her attraction grown between her hips, and how hot burned the flames of a passion she never had the opportunity to consummate… until that day? The princess would find out.

“What part of my body attracts you the most?” She asked, and before the Instructress could even look up to her again, the princess flexed her entire body, making her musculature beam before the woman’s eyes.

The bed cracked, and at first Diane thought it was her muscles that had damaged her stone. As she looked to her sides, however, she saw the Instructress’s hands cracking the edges of the bed, turning it to dust under her mighty grip. Her own muscles were swelling and hardening, with veins popping in her forehead as she could barely withstand the divine sight of her princess’s body.

“D-Diane!” She looked to her goddess, who was smiling back at her.

“Don’t be shy.” Diane uncrossed her legs, striking the instructress with the heat of her cunt. She raised her leg besides the Instructress’s body, feeling her massive, scary muscles on her foot. “You know… I’ve always been attracted to your body.” The Instructress gulped as Diane foot-massaged her massive glutes. “Your ass… by Zeus, you are a thick woman!” Her eyes glistered with sincere admiration. “These legs belong to mares, not to humans!”

The Instructress gained more confidence, as shown by the sensual rumbling of her muscles. She took her hands off the table and stood upright, letting dust and pebbles fall from her wrists. “I am nothing compared to you, my princess, but I…” A cocky smiled was drawn in her lips. “Well, I do take care of myself.” She struck a pose with her body, displaying to Diane her massive, tree-trunk-like arms. “Do you like my muscles, princess? Are they well-trained and hard enough for a woman in my position?”

Diane spread her legs and flexed her abs. The Amazon’s body seemed to have been hit with the bursts of power emanating from the princess, for she vacillated and stepped back a little, her poise and her focus all but broken. “Don’t you run away, Head Instructress, or try to avoid my question: I asked…” She flexed her muscles again, breasts bouncing as her physique rippled and bulged, “which part of my body is more appetizing to you?” Her eyes wandered on the Amazon’s thick bod. “Oh, I love your hips, and all that comes with them.” She loudly licked her lips. “Your thighs and your ass, so hard and ripe!” Her gaze was like a predator’s. “I always wondered what was like feeling those powerful slabs of meat on my hands… and my lips… and my tongue.”

She stuck her tongue out and slowly, oh, very slowly licked her upper lip. Her red, hot tongue highlighted the fullness of her lip, making it glisten with her saliva before she caressed her lower lip, very carefully massaging her meat before the Amazon’s thirsty eyes. She could feel her friend’s arousal by her coarse, rumbling breath; it was like the breath of a bull in heat, ready to charge at a fertile mate. Diane would be scared shitless of that woman, indeed, if she didn’t know she could very well hold her ground against her.

The Instructress cleared her throat and spread her legs and arms apart, in a pose very similar to her infamous fighting stances. “My princess,” she said, “this is a useless question. There is no part I covet more than any other in your body.” Both mighty women looked at each other in silence, soon broken by the Amazon’s deeper, silkier voice: “all of you is equally attractive. All of you… is deeply arousing.” Her hands glided near her own hips for an instant, briefly betraying her all-consuming desire. “Your abs. Your arms. The muscles of your back. The powerful slabs of your shoulders. Your mighty legs, your outstanding rear, your ripped, hard cunt, and your face worthy of Aphrodite.” He bowed very slightly, as if the gesture was her duty. “Everything in you is equally supreme, and to choose one would be to insult the others.”

Diane smiled, knowing there was a lot of truth in her words. “You are a charmer, Head Instructress.” The princess kept her arms half-flexed, feeling the veins slowly climbing over her biceps. “But I’m afraid I’m not all that when compared to our mighty Queen, right?” She stared deeply at the Instructress, who looked at her with candor. “Right?”

The Amazon closed her eyes, pondered for a while, and then replied: “our Queen truly is something else, but she’s also something quite bad that you’ll gladly take a long time to become.”

The princess was puzzled. “What?”

The Amazon smirked. “Old.”

Diane laughed, becoming a little bit vulnerable, which prompted the Instructress to do the unthinkable.

*Crack!* The princess was startled as the older Amazon sank her foot in the altar around the bed, cracking the stone while sinking a few inches into ground. Diane held her jaw low for a while, praising the Amazon’s strength: “fuck! If that’s what you do by accident,” she squirmed, “I shiver just to think about what you can do when you unleash your full power.”

This time, it was Diane’s turn to be shaken by the Amazon’s muscles: the Instructress flexed her arms and her upper torso, making her brick-like width grow even wider, more like a literal wall of muscles before the princess. Both women knew that, in terms of power and fighting skills, they stood roughly at the same level, and they also knew dozens of temples would have to be destroyed until one of them could emerge victorious from a hypothetical fight.

Both of them knew that, but none of them wanted to find out who was the strongest—yet. The tension between their massive, hard bodies conjured up a different, smoother sensation. The temple stood at a dead silence, with nobody else present on that island but the two beauties. In a way, admitting it or not, the Head Instructress had arranged for them to be alone in that paradise, and now she had the princess precisely where she wanted: in her grasp.

A ferocious, animalistic feeling took over her breast as she flexed her abs and made her eight obscene muscles bulge, drawing excited claps from her princess. “Yes, yes!” Diane bit her lower lip, casting a most intense gaze upon her superior. “Is this the hardest you can go?”

The Instructress smiled back, loving the taste of a new challenge. “Petulant heir. Despite your lineage, you haven’t yet known the true power of a female!” The Instructress drew a deeper breath, then flexed her belly so hard she made the altar shake. Diane’s eyes bulged almost as hard as her friend’s muscles, seeing that massive eight-pack be covered with veins, the muscles growing almost as big as a man’s biceps.

The Instructress crossed her arms over her head and channeled all her strength in her abs, which rippled so loudly they sounded like rubber tires exploding. “Wow.” The princess was sincerely humbled as those massive muscles slowly outgrew her own, covered in thick, scorching veins while all other muscles also seemed to harden and swell.

The Instructress opened her eyes, managing to speak very clearly while keeping the immense pressure in her physique. “What about I show you what a woman truly looks like, heh, child?” Closing her eyes again, the Amazon conjured up so much strength to her abs that her neck swelled and her arms throbbed like two giant drums.

The ground was shaking hard enough so that even the columns nearby began to crack, and the ripples of energy in that giantess’s body were so intense that she couldn’t hold back her scream for much longer: “rooooaarrr!!!” With a massive outburst of energy, the ground exploded around her, cracking the stone table in the middle and making the princess instinctively backflip, landing on her feet behind the bed.

“Holy shit!!” As the Amazon kept hulking up, the altar kept sinking under its many, growing cracks. A giant fissure had been opened in the middle of the temple, cutting it from edge to edge, and more cracks were growing all over it like a web from where the Instructress was standing. She was probably ignorant of all that, however, as the power inside her was so great she could no longer afford to lose her focus.

“FUUUCK!!” The Instructress moved her arms in front of her body and stroke a “C” pose, making her shoulder swell and her abs violently bulge. “OOOH, FUUUCK!!!” There was a thin pain in her scream, like all the veins that covered her, as thick as iron chain, could explode in a bloody mess at any moment. “FUCK!!” The Amazon straightened up, then leaned forward again, always alternating between motions to expertly channel the energy wherever she wanted. “FEEL IT, PRINCESS!!” As the Instructress opened her eyes, Diane saw them red with blood… and fury. “FEEL THE POWER!!!”

With another massive, calculated flex, the aura bursting from that Amazon giantess pushed the princess back, throwing her off the altar and down on the temple’s floor. «Fuck!!» Diane could only think as her back hit the ground, having only felt a similar power when she allowed the other Amazons to hit her abs with sledgehammers in order to test her strength. “Holy Hares, this…!” Her hair was a mess. “This is amazing!!”

The Amazon had grown not only harder, but much taller! Her body had now sunk a whole foot in the alter as her muscles have compounded atop of each other. She was a vascular, muscular portrait of power as she relaxed her muscles and shook her arms and legs to disperse the intense energy still flowing around them, releasing dense clouds of steam through her skin.

Diane’s amazement couldn’t be understated: “you’re fucking shredded!” She covered her mouth in dismay. “Oh, my god, you…!” The words almost got stuck in the throat. “You’ve grown two more muscles in your abs!”

Indeed, the Amazon now sported a new pair of hyper ripped abdominals, matching the princess in number and far outweighing her in mass. “Then we’re even, princess. You’re not the only arrogant lady with a marvelous, glistening ten-pack, anymore.” She flexed her arms, seeing the veins popping along her bulging biceps and swelling triceps. “Though, to be fair, you do look a little wimpy, now that I’ve grown.” She flexed her thighs, and the rock around her feet cracked a little further, like her weight was increasing at every motion. “Look at these huge, bulging legs, huh? I bet they are as big as your entire waist, don’t you think?”

“Ha, ha! Don’t you get cocky.” The princess stood on her feet, facing the Instructress with daunting confidence. “What you just did, I too can do.”

The Instructress could barely hide her shock: “how?” Her mind was racing much faster than her mouth: «we have never taught this arrogant woman the secrets of muscle growth! Is she really such a prodigy that she learned them… on her own?» She gulped, trying to hide her insecurities as she saw the princess stepping closer, climbing over the wrecked steps of the altar while never breaking eye-contact.

“I discovered it a few years ago, when I was making love to one of your students.” The arrogant little slut stretched, flexing her muscles like it was no big deal. “They are amazing, powerful mares, I must admit.” She crossed her arms behind her head and flexed them, creating a wall of hardened muscles from her forearms to her shoulders and up to her deltoids and rhomboids. “Their stamina is incredible. It’s nice being able to last, uh, I dunno, longer than a couple of hours, don’t you think?”

She relaxed her muscles, then stretched her left arm in front of her body, pulling it back with her right arm while the pressure made her tits throb. Her arms were under her breasts, but the pressure was still great enough to stir the milk in them and… make it burst! *squiiiish!!* The Instructress covered her mouth and averted her gaze as the cream bubbled out from Diane’s nipples, shooting in jets strong enough to land a couple of feet away from the princess.

Diane no longer seemed concerned by her “chest problem” as she confidently strolled up the altar, flexing her muscles in preparation for her big reveal. “One of your girls—Magdalena, I think it was her name—gave me a real challenge. You see, I usually made your warriors pass out after ten or twenty minutes of fingering. I love giving them pleasure, don’t get me wrong, but it was often frustrating to make a woman pass out before I can even taste her with my tongue,” she wiggled her butt. “and other parts.”

The Instructress’s heart was beating much stronger and louder than she hoped as the cocky princess climbed the last step and made her way towards the cracked bed. The little girl had the arrogance of Hades in her smirk while flaunting her sexual prowess to her superior. “Magdalena was different, however. She was the first woman I felt I really needed to step up my game with if I wanted to stand victorious.” She flexed her arms, making her shoulders swell and her breasts squirt milk on the table. “I beat her like I did all the others, but it took me two hours and all the muscles of my body until she was screaming my name in bliss and tapping out in the forest.” She smirked, looking like an Alpha male very proud of her (well, his) giant dick. “She was a great student. I must congratulate you on how well you trained her.”

The princess finally stopped, standing in front of the table between them. Milked dripped from her tits and nectar dripped from the Instructress’s cunt as she looked to the now-shorter princess, wondering just how strong she truly was. “W-why are you telling me this?” Diane bit her lips and struck an offensive pose on the ground, cracking the stone with her feet, readying her muscles for a hulking performance.

“Because that’s when I learned to tap into my full power. To channel the blood of Zeus within me and make myself into the giantess I am—truly am, you see.” She looked to her superior—who wouldn’t be her superior for much longer. “I had to learn it on the spot, in fact, otherwise I wouldn’t have beaten your student, even after two hours of fucking.”

The Amazon gulped, now sweating coldly through her forehead. “You discovered the Power of the Swole… while fucking?

Diane laughed, taking progressively deeper breaths as she focused on her muscular explosion.

“Well, I wouldn’t say ‘fucking,’ as I was just fingering her, but… yeah. It’s in the moments of greatest need when we discover our greatest strengths.” Her eyes beamed. “Now, my elder, watch as I humiliate your body by growing into my truest, purest form.” Her breath was turning into deep, rumbling grunts; her words, indistinguishable from roars: “watch me as I become… the True Queen of the Amazons!”

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