His monster cock roared past my guts and stomach, pushing my vagina and my overstuffed uterus all the way up back to my throat. Instead of hurting me, that provoked me to only get more feral and beastly; despite all the man’s raw power, the two-months of nigh-uninterrupted fucking had left him disheveled and shriveled. He was going to me mine. “Pump it!!” I crushed and annihilated the walls of his titanium breeding rod. “Your gallons!! Pump more seed into me!” My giant ass cheeks clapped against his balls, which were turgid with semen, but noticeably smaller than they were a few weeks ago. Their breeding power was beyond unparalleled; it was almost infinite, but my raging arousal was finally testing their limits, sensing the light at the end of their orgasmic tunnel. Just a few more pumps, I wondered, and they too would be mine. “Is this all the seed you can produce??” My torso, womb, belly, and crotch were over-inflated by the hundreds of gallons that were being spewed inside me every single second; my pussy was so overstretched that you could see parts of it pushed outwards by the rocket-like outflow of seed. Only his face remained unscathed of semen, yet that wouldn’t be so in a few minutes, once the seed had completely filled up the crater we were fucking on. “More!!” I pumped him so hard the muscles of my crotch almost snapped. “More cum! More spunk! Cum, cum, cum!!”
The eruption of semen finally shut me up. With a mighty, thunderous roar, and a wave of pleasure so strong that his torso lifted itself off the floor, the giant breeder unleashed a car-sized tank of spunk inside me in a single pump—so much, so hard, and so hot that I felt that, if I didn’t explode because of it, then I would be burned alive from inside out because of its steamy hotness. «Damn, boy!!» I looked at my stud’s quivering, semi-conscious face. «You come like your balls had a mountain’s worth of seed while still unconscious!» His breeding power, his sheer virility and animalistic fertility in turn made my ovaries churn out yet more eggs. It did so uninterruptedly, breaking any constraints and barriers of my human biology, overcharging my womb even when it didn’t have any more room for babies.
For I, oh, I was pregnant! «Fuck!!» I raised my head and allowed myself to cum, so submissive. My body rode his cock on its own, automatically, yet my pussy released so much squirt at steel-cutting speeds that even the monster’s cum was forced to give way to its bulk. I rolled back my eyes and, in the darkness of my mind-breaking orgasms, I envisioned every single baby that stud had pumped me with.
The aliens had one purpose: to perfect my species. To produce the strongest, most virile living creatures known to the Universe, and I… oh! I was a cog in their brilliant plan, volunteering my womb to the gradual betterment of my species. «These babies…» I felt bumps in my womb. The little creatures were barely a month old, yet were already visible from the bulge of my uterus on my skin. «How many of them do I have? Five??» I looked down, trying to count those fertilized, now-growing eggs. «Seven? Fuck, they’re so strong!» Even though they were barely developed into human shape at that point, I felt them moving with ease and purpose inside me, already dotted with superhuman individuality and strength. «Fuck, am I going to survive this pregnancy?» The spunk kept battering and ruining my insides, its blasts feeling like whole dams being unloaded inside me. Those bastards in my womb, oh, they seemed to enjoy it all—even more than myself. «Damn you, kids! Fuck! Are these babies so strong that they are going to rip themselves out of my womb and leave me for dead?» As these silly thoughts, just like the semen, assaulted me, I began to sweat coldly and whimper in existential dread. «Those aliens didn’t tell me how the pregnancies are done. As far as I know, I might be just a discardable vessel to these babies!» These stupid thoughts notwithstanding, I didn’t feel too bad about that fate. «If that’s the case, it’s gonna be worth it.» Those seven or eight or, heck, ten or more babies I had inside me were already worth more than entire nations back on Earth. A single male I’d give birth to would easily and effortlessly inseminate hundreds of women on a daily basis; a single female, oh, she’d probably bear over two digits of kids for every pregnancy cycle, which in itself would be much shorter—six or five months, instead of the laggard nine months of average human pregnancy—able to birth as many children as a regular human stud.
And what to say of the next generations? Of my grandkids and my great-grandchildren. «Oh, the kids are alright!» I laughed, coming back to reality to torture their poor father. «My children will inherit the Earth.» I moaned aloud, feeling the hotness and the thickness of the juice that kept invading and assaulting me so mightily. «Damn, boy! Your seed is power!!» Looking at his quivering face, I played with my heart and assumed a commanding tone again: “breed me! I command you to never stop breeding me!!”
My pussy was unreal! It roared and burned as it pumped that cock with every inch and every muscle fiber in his inner walls. If you put a rod made of pure titanium inside it, my pussy would crush it into the size of a marble ball! That dick, however, was invictus! Its master’s exhaustion notwithstanding, the prick itself remained hard and haughty and ready for more, challenging my whole self on its own terms—a dick without a male, with loads of semen to subdue me. “Alright!” I crushed that penis harder. “Let’s see who’s stronger!”
Looking around, I saw that the crater was already filled to the brim with semen. Everything around us was white—and not because of some fancy decoration choices, I tell ya that. “Come!” Laying my feet on the ground, pushing that prick and my womb all the way up to my neck again, I lifted the bull’s crotch off the floor and began to walk clumsily at the tip of my toes towards the edge of the crater. “Let’s fuck somewhere else. I need a clean space to lay you!”
My monster grunted something, with his fingers actually clutching on the ground and trying to keep him locked in there. “No…” He mumbled, his deep voice failing to conceal his nigh-childish fear: “please, no…”
Still, I pulled him. It was an amazing thing to see: his monster cock, as thick as a pillar of marble, was lodged in me from cunt to neck. My whole body was inflated because of its thickness alone, with my guts, stomach, heart, and lungs literally visible through bulges on my skin—my womb, of course, being the prime sight near my neck.
That monster stud had a cock so long that my entire body was barely enough to accommodate it all. Well, in fact, now it was maybe just a little bit bigger. «I grew a lot!» I contemplated while cracking the ground beneath my feet, walking with such power that the 15,000-pound stud behind me was dragged along by my back. I made my way to the top of the crater, removing his body from the spunk pool. «Out of one cum lake and into another.» Reaching the surface after five minutes of appalling struggle, I looked around and gauged the destruction.
My pussy unloaded more lakes of squirt. I wimped and moaned like a little girl again. Shit, that was hot! To know that two bodies—only two people!—could cause so much destruction… shit, it got me horny! With a mighty pump, my pussy coaxed yet more semen from that trembling, quivering monster cock. The load inflated my body before exploding out of my cunt. After the brief agony of being filled with more seed in a second than hundred mares on the cocks of their stallions, I smiled and looked to the cock, that beast bulging inside my body. “You see what you did?” I flexed my muscles, involuntarily flexing my cunt along with them. “We’re gods!!”
To the farthest edges of the horizon, as far as the eye could see and the mind could sense, in every direction, the land was covered in cum. Not a pebble in a mountain or a leaf in a mighty tree wasn’t covered by pounds of seed, layers and layers of thick ball cream transforming the land into an ocean of hyper-virile semen. The castle around us was all but destroyed; the few pieces of wall that stood above the ocean-level of cum were themselves covered from top to base in semen, exhaling virile steam into the skies.
The sheer depth and density of that jizz was mindboggling. “Holy fucking shit, you horse!” I fondled the bulge of his prick on my torso. “You came a fucking ocean!”
At that moment, I knew I was fecundated. More than just bred, I was inseminated like a fucking stallion had just shot its load with its penis fully inserted into my body; gallons and gallons of hot, juicy seed breeding every inch of my insides, yet such animalistic virility could barely begin to compare to what that seed—that very human seed—was actually doing with me.
For starters, her sperm cells were clearly cut from a different cloth than the usual human sperm cells. A male sperm, you know, is a stupid little thing—just like men themselves, to be very blunt: it’s got a big, hard head, a long, skinny tail, and all it knows to do is chase the eggs, which it penetrates and inseminates. That’s it. There’s literally nothing more to the human sperm: just a stupid, single-purpose cell that either fecundates an egg or drifts mindlessly in the womb until it dies and fizzles out. Even the mightiest of studs doesn’t go any more complex than that. If anything, the sperm unifies all men, regardless of their sexual status: the world’s biggest cunt-stretching, womb-breeding conqueror is at the same level as the stupidest, most shameful of incels; they both got stupid little sperms, and they both inseminate a woman with more or less the same breeding power. Muscles, status, or fame do nothing to change that raw, cold biological fact. Men have the simplest eggs of all—and that’s where they differ brutally from that divine African stud.
“God!!!” My mouth hanged open as my womb audibly boomed with the explosions of energy inside. My crotch moved as if I had a nest of snakes within. If not for my raging orgasms, culminating at times in excruciating, incontinent squirts, it would have seemed like a very gruesome thing, but nothing else could be expected from a sperm that was not only genetically, but also biologically superior. «By the gods!! What is the power of this woman?!»
Her sperms looked like on steroids—and yes, I could vividly picture every single one of them in my mind. It was utter, absolute madness! On the surface, the basic shape of the sperm was the same: big head, long tail, you know the drill. The scale, however, was absolutely massive! The smallest of her quintillions of sperm cells was still three times largest the biggest “usual” sperm cell around, and the average was easily five times bigger. Her more massive sperm cells, when compared to a regular one, would look like fucking tanks next to a bicycle. There were sperms literally thirty times as big, and so powerful I could literally feel the waving of their tails inside me.
And what waving it was! I had no doubt that, if that semen could be hooked to a machine of sorts, it would literally power an entire village. Her sperm moved with such intensity and power you could literally see their action through my skin, as shown by the wobbly, squirming bulge on my belly.
“Steady, my mare.” The goddess even clicked her tongue, like I was some sort of animal under her command. “You’re losing balance.” She pointed to the floor with her free hand, her dick held tightly by the other while unloading whole swimming pools of semen. “There’s already a whole foot of my seed on this entire floor. If you fall on it, your body will be eaten by my sperm, and I don’t want to rescue you from those bastards before I fuck your dearest friend.”
Her words awakened me to the fact that, yeah, a whole pool of her semen was covering the entire room. “Holy fucking…!!!” My jaw hanged low and my throat throbbed with power. I was getting another massive set of multiple orgasms—each the biggest, most intense and electrifying I had ever felt. «FUUUUUCK!!!» My belly bulged and rumbled, with my womb being twisted by the ever-frenzied semen. At the end of the powerful electrical avalanche, I was raining sweat on the steamy semen, panting like I had just completed another Iron Man trial. “Fuck, fuck, fuck… Jesus!!” Sometimes my eyes burned with all the sweat covering them. It was just the beginning of all the challenges, however, my body would have to overcome near that goddess.
Her sperm cells weren’t just huge and powerful, mind you. They were also a lot more… uh, how do I put it? Muscular? Literally, they were like little toads with overdeveloped muscles: their heads were like small, flexed biceps, and their tails were really like the most shredded arm you’d ever seen on a person. They were more like little, super fit sharks dotted with their own little brains, moving with thought and purpose inside me, not just chasing mindlessly a single goal due to their instincts. It might sound contradictory with what was happening to me—with my womb being literally battered by that fist-sized pellet of cum—but it really made sense when you thought about it.
Each sperm cell was a thousand times more powerful than a regular human one. Not only that, but the density of her cum was also unparalleled: a single milliliter of human cum might contain a few hundreds of billions of sperm cells, maybe more for the biggest studs, but hers easily surpassed the hundreds of quintillions of hyper-muscular spermatozoids. That’s why her semen looked, tasted, and felt not only thicker than fresh cement or molten metal (and definitely felt just as hot), but also why it literally looked alive, with the mountains and waves constantly moving about the place, congregating around our bodies like flesh-consuming B-movie monsters. Piles of it were actually surrounding my poor Veronica, who was already covered from head to toes in the semen bath from that monster cock.
“H-Heather…!!!” As she reached out to me from under the pile of sperm, her arm breaking through the white mass while dripping with pints of the hot stuff, she suddenly stood quiet, then shook like she was about to explode. Then, a massive scream burst through her mouth, so strong it literally made a hole on the mounds of sperm covering her face.
The giantess smiled while squeezing her prick harder, giving her hyperactive balls literal punches to try and tame then. “You’re being fecundated.” The way she licked her lips… god, how horny her cockiness made me! I could cum just by looking at that gorgeous, arrogant face, the face of a woman who could outbreed all the bulls and stallions on Earth and shape the genetic makeup of the entire Universe with her smoldering seed. “Right now, my seed is penetrating you. Do you feel it, my golden-haired mare, the column of spunk sliding up your powerful twat?”
She screamed. Her eyes nearly popped out. Hell yeah, she felt it, but the goddess wasn’t content on just seeing her writhe on her knees with all that virile fecundation. “Grr!!” Her muscles roared again, and a more massive inflow of spunk exploded from her prick. She seemed quite frustrated with her own penis. “Fuck.” Other guttural sounds burst from her breast along with this curse. “Quiet now, you unyielding monster!” She literally punched her own dick into submission, but the beast was mad with cum, spurting wave after wave of horse seed. “Damn it. Guess it can’t be helped.” Turning away the dick with her left hand, the goddess grabbed Veronica by the hair with her right hand and pulled her up. “Heather.” All the while, she turned to me, her immense thighs growing thicker and harder. “Are you paying attention?”
The tears were almost squirting out of my eyes, and my body was harder than stone with all the cramps that attacked my muscles; my belly was bulging and my womb was drawn in excruciating detail on my skin, being devoured alive by her powerful glob of semen, but despite all of this, yes, hell yeah, I was paying attention. “Mm-mm!!” Quite pathetically, squirming like a mad bitch, I nodded to my goddess, who then turned Veronica’s body to me.
“Good. Watch her. What’s happening to her is the same thing that’s happening to you, albeit on a much bigger scale, given that she took much more of my seed.” Veronica’s monstrous tits were lactating without a pause, so much so that many threads splashed on my body. «Fuck!» I thought. Her milk was insanely thick and gooey! “Look at what happens to a woman,” she licked her lips, “when my seed claims her womb.”
Following Veronica’s legs all the way down to the pool of spunk, I saw at least three giant trails of semen: two flowing along her inner thighs, and one bigger, thicker trail between her legs, almost like a third leg made entirely of spunk. The three streams penetrated her pussy and enlarged it until I was sure one could plop an American football inside the poor bitch. The semen was flowing upwards in her vagina, and I could see the movement clearly through the monstrous bulge of her belly.
“GOD!!!” She raised her eyes to the ceiling, barely noticing the pain of being suspended in the air only by the hair. Her pose, indeed, was quite hilarious, coming to think of it: her arms and legs all spread out like a starfish, her gorgeous muscles insanely ripped as they suffered from a fate even more intense than my own.
I gulped and quivered upon seeing that scene. My friend’s belly grew larger by the second. “God… by the gods!!” The semen around her moved in a frantic chase; the sperm smelled pussy, and, like a monster, it piled up around her legs, climbing her thighs like a slug, just so it could penetrate yet more inches of her over-stuffed vagina.
Jets of squirt exploded madly from her hole, and yet more powerful jets of milk were expunged from her tits, but, oh, that wasn’t nearly all she had to give. Her agony, if anything, was only beginning. “BY THE GODS, THAT’S SOOOO MUUUUCH POWEEEEER!!!” She screamed to the heavens, and I could see shockwaves bursting from her throat. Her cunt gushed inhuman amounts of pussy juice, creating a gooey crater on the semen pool beneath her, and her tits inflated monstrously with the absurd amount of milk they could barely expel every single second. The bulge of her belly, however, was the most noticeable part in all her agony. «Jesus!» I bit my lips as I saw the incredible mass of sperm make its wat towards her cervix. Huge columns of spunk now covered her legs entirely. She was being covered by the jizz from the waist down like a larva in a cocoon—and this provoked arrogant chuckles from our breeding goddess.
Still, it was impossible not to enjoy that sight: once inside her body, the semen lost all sense of hurry, preferring instead to make her cum than to fecundate her outright. The gooey mass piled up inside her vagina like a growing, sturdy load, making her belly bulge insanely until it was greater than a nine-month pregnancy of quadruplets.
The goddess took immense enjoyment from this sight. “How do you like your new look, huh, you tasty-ass, gorgeous whore!” She released her cock, and the monster slapped sideways on my friend’s waist. With her left hand, the goddess also slapped her other side, making humongous amounts of virile sperm jizz out through her cunt. Upon impact on the floor, the jizz released even bigger, denser clouds of steam, following with a dreadful roar that really, really made it sound like the cells were angry for being denied entry to Veronica’s femininity. “Shut up, spunk!” The goddess literally spoke to the mass of white! “Do not forget who you truly serve!”
As she released her cock, the monstrous, virile beast unleashed yet more uncountable gallons of seed all around us, portions of it splashing on my body, and yet more globs sliding over my body towards my pussy. I grabbed these moving, throbbing pellets of seed with my hands, lifting them up to my face while gawking at their immense weight. “Fuck! Your jizz… it’s so heavy!”
The goddess grunted. “Ain’t nearly as heavy as it’s gonna get. You’re quite something, you know, you two mares.” She seemed to reflect deeply and sincerely about something, trying to tame her dick again with her left hand. “I never once lost control like this. This is literally the first time I have an incontinent ejaculation. I wish I could split you both with my arms, you see, for what you’ve done!” A murderous glare graced her eyes. “Never, in my whole life, have I ever imagined anyone would make me lose control. Your goddess is bleeding, you see—she’s bleeding gallons of cum!” She pointed to her raging, orgasming cock. “This is the only time you’ll ever see me so weak.”
Power! Inside those hard, live-giving stones was the elixir of Power itself! One thing was to fell oneself powerful, like I and Veronica many times did; the other thing, however, was to literally, physically have Power stored inside oneself. That woman didn’t just hold semen—gallons and gallons of it—inside her balls. No. She held absolute, unassailable Power!
I was moaning and biting my lips again, and for every second I guess I needed to shake my head and snap myself back into reality. «Get… a fucking… grip!!» Between every word, though, I moaned and cleared my throat. How fucking great can a single woman be?
No longer able to just stand there, apart from her, I threw my body against her. *Broom!!* The very fabric of the Universe might have been shaken, indeed, once our too massive bodies collided! Out monstrous tits exploded with milk due to the pressure, and through my over-worked nipples I felt a pang of pain, really sharp and acid, for the loads of motherly nectar were too great for their tightness. The more aroused I was, the tighter my nipples became, yet the stronger my breasts gushed. “Aaahee!!” This by itself made me moan and gush again while the African was just chuckling, keeping her mouth shut so as to not tempt herself with my outpouring of milk.
Between our bodies, though, something much more awesome laid. Something whose power I had (once again) underestimated. Something much bigger than her balls. Much mightier. Much holier. “Oh, my fucking…!!!” I had to shut my eyes hard and draw blood from my lips by biting them even harder. Between our bodies, going from our crotch up to the very middle of my tits (and beyond) stood her massive, hard pillar of womb destruction: her almighty, superior COCK!!
«Jesus…!!»
The sheer solidity of that monster struck my female soul with awe-inspiriting admiration! The size! The power! Jesus fucking shit! That beast could only be compared to a mountain or a canyon or something of even bigger size and weight! The power inside its veins! The throbbing so intense I could actually hear it! Every time it bulged, it sent shockwaves inside my body, electrifying my muscles! I wanted to crush and dominate that penis, only to find myself completely surrendered to its enormity!
The African chuckled, knowing her member only subdued me even further. Her balls were pressed against my crotch, and only too late I realized that, by allowing them such proximity to my cunt, I basically had signed my death warrant: the orgasms just kept piling until they hurt me, and tears of pain left my eyes as sharp, painful whimpers did my mouth. Still, I embraced that mighty woman, squeezing myself harder against her and… laying my mouth on her meaty cock head!
«Fuck!!» How was I even alive?! The orgasms inside me… Jesus! They would have killed any other woman, no matter how powerful! The touch of her awesome penis in my mouth was… divine! That thing was bigger than large, clutched fists, and I was lapping and drooling on it like a thirsty bitch, making it ooze with my saliva as it spewed rivulets of sweet, ambrosia-like lubes. With my arms, legs, and my muscles, I danced on that woman’s body, squeezing my whole self on her, all while I heard Veronica recover her senses and attack her from behind.
“We need…” She struggled, her cunt still orgasming oceans-worth of sex sauce. “We need to defeat her!”
Yes! How meek of me to be reminded of my goals by my much weaker friend! As I slobbered over that gargantuan penis, feeling the semen accumulate, I remembered her words about passivity: «you will learn how being passive and submissive is the greatest strength of all.» Veronica was now attacking the woman’s ass, spreading its massive cheeks with her hands and… fingering her anus! Almost fisting her! Damn, the audacity! What more, the giantess was actually enjoying it!
“Mmrr!!” She purred, and her eyes rolled all the way back again. She closed them and lifted her head, having huge veins grow and throb over her muscles. She was becoming more ripped, more massive, more powerful, all thanks to the energy that was growing inside of her—the arousal that, just like my own, was driving her closer and closer to insanity.
Veronica was now taking charge, wrapping her own mare-like thighs against the woman’s legs and sucking her anus while fingering and sometimes fisting it. For a woman that huge, a whole fist would have felt like a small dick in comparison. Still, it mattered little: I could feel her waist and her hips trembling, and her muscular fibers booming as the heat took spread inside her lower body. She was in heat, and her womb was finally warming up! “Mm!! Mmm!!!” The growls remained inside her throat. It was clear she was working hard not to let them through. Those were not moans, but we were in the right course. At the end, it might had been my pitiful Veronica, whom I looked down upon so often, the one to bring that awesome goddess over the edge, not me. How could that be?!
«Passivity!» I pondered while eating that cockhead greater lust. Yes, that was it! My friend had allowed so much pleasure to explode out of her body that she no longer had the mind-twisting pressure and fire eating her from inside out. She was free! Her gallons of squirt had made her body light and free like a feather, while mine… fuck! I was carrying a whole ocean of juices inside of me, trying so desperately to keep an appearance none of us believed in any more. That was the power of submission!
“I will never surrender to this power!” I looked at the witch in the face, and she opened her eyes to look down upon me. With a surge of energy, I hugged her body harder by the second, creating stretching and booming noises as the pressure between our bodies would have been enough to grind as stone into dust. Slowly, the ground cracked beneath our feet, and them… “Ooof!!” I lifted her! A mere inch over the ground, yes, but still… I lifted her. “You’re not the only one with hidden powers here!”
Her muscles boomed so hard that almost threw my body back. I remained still, however, and crushing her harder still. Her body rose further still, now standing one whole foot above the floor, and I started bending over backwards to keep pulling her even harder. “You grotesque animal! You’re only good for showing off your filthy monster penis!” Pushing the envelope (and the limits of my sanity), I took one arm away from her.
She stood still. Our bodies remained frozen, like a Roman statue depicting two goddess in the middle of a fight. Veronica, which for a long time had been lost in he own lust for Jamila’s body, was lifted along with the goddess’s ass, only now realizing what I had just done. “H-Heather!!” She exclaimed in awe. “You’re so massive!!”
Maybe I was: my arms were rippling with power! Big, fat fucking guns! They throbbed with obscene veins and gallons of blood as hot as lava coursing inside of them. Steam came rushing through my nostrils, and a cocky smile was finally drawn again in my face. I was back. “Stand back, Veronica.”
“Wha-?”
“I SAID!!” I crushed her harder. “STAND!! BACK!!” The walls rumbled. My body throbbed. “I will make her cum myself!”
I attacked her. My choice of words had been very deliberate: I was going to make her cum! Not moan; cum! Just as Veronica dropped her body and fled in fear of my booming voice, I slammed that African cunt on the ground. *Boom!!* In all honesty, a meteor wouldn’t have made such big a mess: as I dropped the woman on the ground, massive cracks threatened to split it into many canyons. Parts of the ceiling fell around us, each enough to crush an elephant under their weight.
I didn’t give a damn. Screw that, screw the world. Screw her! I climbed on the goddess with my full body, not riding her, but trying instead to dominate her like a man on missionary. It was hard to say whether I was fumbling her muscles with my hands or slapping and punching them. Maybe it was both. As I climbed over her crotch, the insanely massive surface of her balls forced themselves into my pussy, feeling me with such heat it was like an incandescent spire of iron had penetrated me. Still, I kept my cool. More than that, actually: I attacked! I twerked on those balls like they were nothing, guiding my left hand to the pussy she hid underneath them.
That woman had everything: the world’s biggest penis, the universe’s fullest balls, a tight, ripped muscle anus tucked between two massive cheeks of pure muscle, and, to top it all off, the world’s most gorgeous, wet tight pussy my fingers had ever felt. “Uuu-ooh!!” I let of a moan and a growl of arousal as the tip of my fingers managed to penetrated the night-unbreakable seal of her pussy labia.
Christ, how tight she was! After they entered her, my fingers were then pulled deeper into her vagina! I no longer had any control on them! The pussy was eating them all up without her making any discernible effort. “Fuck!” I let escape a whimper of pain. Fuck! That was hard! I could feel the suction and the intense motion of her inner membranes suckling on my fingers. It was animalistic! «Fuck! How much control does she have on her own body?!»
Absolute! Her legs, her abs, her biceps, all her muscles, everything was rumbling with intense power. There was no reason for her pussy—the core of her femaledom—to be any different! As I whimpered, her pussy ate up my fingers. I had inserted two in it, yet the pussy labia soon swallowed a third finger into itself. Despite possessing a titanic penis and balls to intimidate five pairs of bulls, the monster woman also had a hard clit on her pussy.
Her genitalia was both astounding and complete, and it amazed me by how tender and small her clitoris seemed in comparison to… well, everything else. It was so beautiful and delicate, as little as my pinky, yet hard like a pebble sticking from her body. I struck that clit with my thumb and felt the waves of energy spreading away from her crotch. The titan roller her eyes, biting her lower lip as she fought against the temptation to lift her legs in pleasure. Still, she spread her legs a little further, accepting my laying over her body.
“You fucking… you fucking…!!” I wanted to insult her, to denigrate her, but couldn’t contain my raging passion, my undying love for that Amazon as my face lied so close to both her tits and her jaw-dropping abs. “Fuck! Your abs are so sculpted and hard!!” I proclaimed loud and clear as I lowered my mouth on her belly and slurped all over her massive muscular canyons. Her insane abdomen was like a whole geography in and on itself: the sunken valleys between her muscles were so deep and tight they both pulled my tongue inward and squeezed it. My saliva promptly began to fill those canyons, yet she was so huge—so humongous, so insanely giant—that even after minutes of sucking and slurping, I had failed to fill those abs.
I fumbled her left thigh with my right hand, panting and gasping as I lost myself in its masculine hardness. “You’re so sculpted!” I gushed. “So… muscular!!” My clit was getting hard like a small penis. A had a beautiful, delicate rosy clit atop my tight pussy—a “lady clit,” like many girl lovers complimented it—yet I was getting aroused like a roid-filled weightlifter while worshipping that impossible body. My palm went to the side of her buttocks, feeling the unyielding titanium texture of her muscle under her velvety skin. Her sweaty skin was both leather and silk, a very smooth, flawless surface with only barely perceptible twinges of ruggedness atop—like a little bitterness on the world’s most delicious sweet.
I tried to recompose myself by attacking her pussy. I finally reverted to the offensive there, yet it was… «fuck!!» So fucking hard! As my fingers began to stimulate her insides, I was affronted by the insane smoothness of her mucous walls. Like… fuck! I knew vaginas, I loved them, but I never felt anything remotely similar! It was as if all the best vaginas in the world had coalesced into a single, super cunt which also had the muscular power of a bull! It was inhumane! “God damn, girl!!” I let go louder and louder proclamations: “your pussy’s perfect!!”
As my fingers attacked the walls of her cunt, I could feel her juices pilling up. Soon, it was like I had stuck my fingers into a succulent, recently-cut piece of beef: the sweetness was sloshing inside like a little sack of sugary water! *Slosh-slosh-slosh!* My fingers were burned by the superhuman heat of her lubes, which soon began to squirt out of her pussy—not exactly orgasms as they were mere byproducts of both the pressure and my movements. Still, that shit was hot! I could feel the steam hitting my wrist. My fingers penetrated her deeper and harder, sinking on the gorgeous walls of her cunt, trying desperately to find their way to her holy cervix.
Her womb! I could feel the power of her womb rumbling, booming, spreading its aura of heat and fertility as my fingers drew closer. It was like… damn! Her womb was made of gold! I could hear the juices splashing and squirting from her tiny cervix—something that was anatomically impossible for any girl, but just casual and nonchalant for that perfect woman. Goddamn! How much I hate how perfect she was!
“H-Heath…”
I stretched out my right arm in a warning: “don’t you dare touch her, you dumb blonde! She is my lay! Mine!!” Yet I was being laid by her much more than I was laying her, even though I stood on top, riding my freaking crotch on her fucking monster balls. “God!!” My eyes went to the top of my skull, and I held back a tremendous orgasm which threatened to literally expel my brain out from my eye sockets. Fuck!! That was a volcano erupting at the speed of a lightning just now! “Fuck!!” My scream reverbed into the space, and the African twirled under my body, vibrating tenderly as I shook so aggressively. Taking one arm from the ground, she grabbed Veronica by the neck. “I promised I would not interfere, and I won’t, but you two will need your combined power to stimulate me. At this pace, little Heather…” her vagina hardened! “…you will fail to even make me grunt, let alone… moan!”
The room was a crime scene, one that showed me exactly what was in store for me: hundreds of women passed out, beaten into submission by a virile cock, squirming and trembling on the floor, experiencing massive orgasms even while unconscious. That room alone had about sixty “corpses” floating on hundreds of thousands of gallons of semen, and much more was pouring from the holes in the ceiling. Some bodies were falling along with the semen, building piles of flesh near me, and a few women were literally glued to the ceiling by the virile spunk, staying there, still and unconscious, like little flies on a spider’s web.
I had the biggest ball in the world in my mouth. The man’s powerful testicle was slightly larger than an American football, and I had it all in my mouth, its lower half invading my throat, a ball that was longer and thicker than any penis I had tasted before. My stud smiled to me, sometimes looking around to the destruction he had wrought and taking a deep breath, making his chest swell to even more outrageous proportions. “Isn’t that a nice sight, slut?” He asked, his voice making the room shake. I quivered and came, “biting” his balls, or rather, squeezing it with contractions of my mouth and throat, for not one inch inside of me was left free by that gargantuan organ. “That was a nice quickie to empty my sack.” He kept saying, feeling his ball throb and refill itself in my mouth.
The arrogant stud was flexing the muscles, making his dick jump and hit my head like a baseball bat. That cocky horse! I wish I had only a fraction of his strength to teach him a lesson… but I didn’t! I was just one of those hundreds of sluts he consumed; nothing but a Brazilian bombshell awaiting their same fate: to sleep, passed out on a puddle of spunk, after he had fecundated me with gallons of his jizz.
Despite my agony, I was cumming already. I had never stopped cumming, in fact, since that stallion started punishing cunt after cunt before me, about five hours ago, and I passed out countless times as I saw him tirelessly ravishing over three hundred bodies like the divine stud he was.
Three hundred women feel before me like they were nothing. Half of them were muscular bombshells and sturdy Amazons of incredible muscle mass, stamina, and power! The other half were “classically beautiful and feminine” ladies with tall bodies, thin waists, massive breasts, outrageous asses, and long, well-toned legs that could kick like mares, and they too knew their way around hordes of studs.
None of the girls was inexperienced; none of them was naïve in terms of sex and power; and all of them were destroyed by that stallion like they were literally fucked, penetrated, and jizzed on by an army of Spartan knights.
The man nutted so much and so hard that a single spray from his penis was enough to cover a whole wall of those vast rooms in goo. When his monster cock was firmly lodged in a womb, the female body expanded like a balloon, bursting rocket-jets of jizz through her over-stretched cunt, crying and panting as that male fecundated her a thousand times over in under a second. Then, three hundred and nine other cunts followed. The beast was unstoppable, and even as he was fucking the last few women of that harem, he hadn’t even broken a single bead of sweat.
As the monster stood powerful and hard before me, I knew I was before a god of pure virility. Three hundred and nine bodies floated on about five million gallons of human seed across five floors of that skyscraper, and yet the man looked fresh and ready like I was his very first woman—all of that “quickie,” just like he said, to get his dick warmed up.
I felt the monster on my head as I struggled to know what to do with that gigantic ball inside me. The sensations were too overwhelming, in fact, for me to keep my sense of time and space intact. Fucking hell, that prick! That godforsaken prick! Any size queen like me would kill to have a prick just as ten times smaller than that one, and even the dirtiest of minds wouldn’t conceive genitalia so outrageously, so humongously gigantic!
His prick rest in my head, semi-hard, satiated after all that intense fucking, and it measured thirty-three inches long. It looked minuscule, in fact, compared to how it was when the monster was fucking at nearly full power, yet even in its “tame” shape it was longer than three of the biggest dicks any woman could ever had—and that’s not including its girth, which added another layer of obscene virility to its shape.
The semi-soft cock was so thick two full hands could only barely wrap themselves around its girth. That was a dick so ridiculously thick (and heavy!) that it was easier measuring its width that its actual girth: six full inches in the middle of its body, with seven inches on the widest part of its head. Goddamn it, I felt that beast hitting and whipping my back like it was a living creature! The way it throbbed and moved above me was monstrous, like almost a separate entity from that god’s body.
The veins! Jesus Christ, the veins of that beast! I caressed it with one hand, gushing gallons through my cunt as I climaxed and fell on wind whirl of pleasure simply by touching the hard surface of that veiny monster! To me, the only cock that’s worth worshipping is a veiny one, and that stud had veins to spare in the surface of his monster cock: the roadmap of thick, throbbing veins and pulsating arteries was so large that my fingers barely ever touched the actual meat of the cock itself! Some veins were almost a full inch thick, adding to the obscene girth of that horse member—if “horses,” of course, were twice as endowed and five times as hard and powerful.
The blood! Holy fuck, I could squeeze those veins and they wouldn’t bulge! That’s how hard they were! The blood coursed through them in inhuman speeds; so fast that it would probably flow through the entire body of an average men in three seconds or less! Its speed was such that, if I merely touched one vein with my fingers, I could literally feel the blood cells speeding through the canal, fueling that cock with as much blood as the body of a bull.
My other hand squeezed and fondled the monster’s right testicle, which was growing fatter and heavier with his outrageous piles of jizz. «Holy fucking Christ!» My mind raced. «This bull doesn’t stop making seed!!» You could hear the sloshing sounds of the jizz being pumped into the sack from the other side of them room. If you were like me, touching that god-like testicle, you would feel the fat waves of milk being formed in the surface of the testicle, then running like long, fertile “slugs” along its ducts, which grew fatter as insane amounts of that jizz were produced.
I could feel all of that jizz in my mouth. In fact, I could literally taste it! The monster was so virile that the jizz poured through the skin of his testicle and literally dripped anywhere he stood at; he was a bull so powerful and so ludicrously lush that he literally sweat spunk! I could feel this in my hands, which slowly got stained with jizz, as well as in my mouth, which was desperately stretched by a full egg of that monster.
My stud buckled his hips, hitting my head slightly—“slightly” for him, I mean, because for me even the most delicate of motions felt like a lower hook to my chin! I reveled on that fact that my worshiping was giving him pleasure, and I decided to show him that, though I was no more than a slut to his heart, I was at least the mightiest, sturdiest of sluts he’d ever get to fuck in his life. «Very well, stallion. You have enough cock for a hundred men, but my body is worth two hundred women.» Channeling all my energy to my muscles, I felt my blood boil as I prepared my revenge. «Do you seek pleasure? Very well. I will give you pleasure, my horse!»
With internal contractions of my throat synchronized with expert movements of my lips and suctions of my mouth, I started to “squeeze” and massage that testicle in my mouth. I could make my inner walls vibrate while my muscles “crushed” the cock very gently, very gently, adding lightning bolts of pleasure to the bull’s body. The man grunted and grabbed my hair with both hands. I smiled, knowing I was in the right track. I redoubled my efforts, filling the room with his grunts and taking in my face the full power of his buckling hips. The stud was in heat, and I was adding coal to his fire! Awesome!
Jizz started drooling on my left hand, which so vigorously caressed his right testicle. Fuck! I came a big one when I saw the entire surface of that god-like testicle oozing with sperm! For the love of god, how virile was that bull! Jizz was coming so hard from him that my arm soon got completely covered on it, and the juice loudly splashed on the ground, which itself was a three-feet-deep layer of scorching spunk.
My mind couldn’t process the full extent of his virility while my mouth was completely filled with the same spunk. I could feel the semen production accelerated in his testicles, and within a second I was literally drinking throat-fulls of his spunk, filling my stomach with a gallon of jizz for every gulp, cramming so much seed inside of me that my nostrils twitched, stretched out, then burst with jizz on my face, sneezing spunk sometimes so hard that I covered the man’s muscles with his semen.
That was so! Much! Jizz!! Though I tried to resist and be strong, my belly soon bulged loudly, stretching the clothed I was still wearing. The buttons of my shirt popped and hit the ground like bullets as my stomach kept inflating with the god-awful load of semen, and the monster gave a cocky laughter, taking the jizz from my nose with his fingers and coating my hair with it. “Worthless slut!” Not so “worthless,” in fact, for at every second he stopped and grunted, resisting the immense pleasure he felt with my suctions on his balls. “Mmrm, you worthless Brazilian bimbo! Why don’t you take these cheap clothes you’re wearing and reveal your hot bod to your stud?” The monster taught about taking my clothes and tearing them with a single hand, but he smiled when seeing my belly and waist inflating with his seed. “Don’t worry. They are going to be torn up by themselves.”
Then, to my shock, the monster took one deep breath and roared, making all this muscles bulge and swell so hard my face almost got punched by his mighty abs! His physique was the stuff of legends! The mightiest of bodybuilders couldn’t match even his legs and his arms alone! That man was literally as big and as muscular as the biggest, most muscular breeding bull, and every time he flaunted his power (like he did then), his body turned into hard, indestructible mountain—so fucking solid and rigid he could literally deflect bullets with his musculature alone.
«Fuck!!» My mind was slowly shattered as the events happened way faster than it could process. «This dick… fuck!!» I felt the mighty snake throbbing on my head. «Someone could shoot thick cock at point blank and then bullet would ricochet, like a bar of pure iron!» I was right, but that wasn’t my immediate concern as my mouth and my body were invaded… «god!!»… by the biggest, heaviest load of spunk I’d ever tasted! «Jesus fucking Christ!!»
Diane stomped the ground, which cracked under her feet. All the jaws dropped when the Amazons saw (and felt) the power emanating from that young woman’s body. Her muscles had instantaneously swelled and grown shredded beyond the imagination. She was the model of virility and vascularity, with more thick, throbbing veins on her body than there could be found in two horses combined.
The Lasso around her body was stressed, its magical fiber stretching out loudly. The princess roared, creating larger cracks around her feet. The Amazons saw, utterly amazed, the princess’s legs grow and throb to double their size, following massive explosions of muscle growth, then settle down at a width and muscle mass slightly superior to the previous one.
Her abs bloated, each of their ten muscles swelling loudly in her belly, a myriad of veins covering them, running along their crevices, as the princess roared and struck different poses every minute. Lifting her torso to the skies, shea leaned back, and her breasts expelled vast amounts of milk into the air, dazzling the audience.They were both awed by Diane’s muscle power and enchanted by how her thick, heavy milk refracted in the sun light. Not only that, but Diane’s tits squirted ferocious gallons, one fat load after another fat load loudly squirting from her nipples.
Her tits seemed to grow and swell in her chest, which would have been an absurdity, as they were already monstrously huge! There was no need to add more pounds to her chest-endowment, not at least while she remained the same height!
That was only an impression, however: the princess wasn’t growing more boobs, but rather flexing her chest so hard it grew wider and thicker.
The Amazons saw the princess’s neck expand until it was being strangled by the Lasso, which in turn made the loudest stretching noises heard throughout the isles. There was a growing commotion and panic in the audience as they saw the princess basically suffocate herself with the magic rope.
“Diane, stop! You’re going to kill yourself this way!!”
But Diane paid them no heed. They were, after all, just a bunch of weakling cunts. «One rival. One rival!» She kept repeating in her mind, looking to the top of the platform ahead of her. «Only one rival is worth my focus!»
From that elevated stand, the Queen of the Amazons watched Diane with an arrogant smirk. She knew very well what the princess was trying to do—and, unlike all the Amazons who slowly picked up Diane’s intention, she wasn’t at all skeptical that the little princess could achieve it. «Of all the women in these isles, my sweet, sexy… bountiful, muscular child…» The Queen’s smile grew bigger, with her tongue snaking out to sensuously moisten her fat, fruitful lips, «I know you’re the only one able to do it.» Her muscles rumbled, and the platform she stood atop of grew a little more unstable as her breathtaking muscle mass grew a little too heavy for the stone under her feet. «The only one of course… after me!»
“Diane, for the gods, stop!” The other Amazons screamed. “You can’t break the Lasso of Honesty! You’re going to kill yourself before it cedes an inch! Please, Diane, stop it now!”
«Unfaithful whores!» Diane roared in her mind as she kept adding power to her muscles, pushing them beyond the limits of Amazonian physiognomy and tapping into her true, divine power—the power of a demigoddess who was sprayed into existence by Zeus’s massive cock!
The Amazons were shocked as they saw all her muscles bloat monstrously from the tip of her fingers to her neck. Her back and her shoulder grew like monstrous walls of virility, hardened and ripped to an insane degree, veins and arteries galore, a sight powerful enough to draw dozens of Amazons to instantaneous orgasms:
“By the gods!! What power!! What virility and bullishness in such a young, fertile maiden!” The warriors fell from their seats, squirting spontaneously at the mere sight of the growing youth. The squishes and the splashes multiplied across the coliseum. Of the three hundred amazons there, about fifty were already cumming (or pissing!) themselves in uncontrollable arousal—a number Diane was sure to multiply.
“A little more power, then!!” The mad princess raised her arms above her head, still tied and constricted by the tight Lasso. With another mighty roar, the cracks around her body became one large, massive crater, which caused her body to sink a few feet into the ground, shaking the entire arena and throwing another few dozens of Amazons from their seats. “Fuck yeah!!” Despite all the burning and the cramping in her muscles, the princess was smiling. “Now we can really get this party started, baby!!”
Diane flexed. It was astounding, unbelievable the amount of muscles throbbing in her body. The threads of the Lasso were being swollen by that rigid mass of power; muscles literally heavier and denser than titanium in a body that was not only exorbitantly heavy—500 pounds at seven feet and eight inches—but growing heavier and taller by the minute!
Diane was increasing in size, roaring and spewing steam through her mouth as she channeled entire suns worth of energy into her muscles—but the Lasso, ever the unbreakable, magical chain, still constricted her growth. There came a point when the demigoddess had grown to 8ft-tall and over 550 pounds, but was finally put to a grinding hault by the Lasso’s pressure. The golden threads of the Lasso and her muscles were now in a battle to see who was stronger: if the threads would cut through the muscles or the muscles would tear the threads apart.
The Amazons—those who were still strong enough to not squirt their guts out, that is—all stood up, raised their fists, and cheered for the princess.
“Come on, Diane, you can do it! You’re the mightiest woman alive!!”
“Tear that Lasso apart, Diane, and then fuck us!! Fuck us with your titan body!! Diane, I…” Eventually, one by one, even these fearsome warriors began to cry and come, unable to hold back their arousal. “I’m so fucking horny!!”
“Fuck this lasso, my goddess!! Show the Queen who’s boss!!”
Diane smiled candidly as she heard those words, then she focused all her might again on her body, adding muscles atop muscles, making them grow and swell enormously, bestially, like a goddess of power slowly unraveling.
“Fuuuck… yooooou!!!” The princess screamed, and a massive shockwave of power cracked the gounrd around her. Her muscles swelled visibly and the threads of the Lasso shook under the increased stress, swallowed up by the growing muscle mass. Still, the constraint resisted, and Diane felt in the body the intense, sharp pain of her muscles being ripped apart by that thread.
«I don’t care what I need to suffer to break this fucking lasso!!» She roared in her mind, prepping herself for more growth, more power, more everything. «I need to win!! If I can’t break this lasso, I can’t kick the shit out of this Queen’s ass!!» She looked to the top of the platform, from where the majesty looked down upon her with such distinct condescension. “You filthy, fucking, slutty whore!!” She screamed aloud, for everyone to hear, and all the Amazons covered their mouths as a massive, much bigger growth spur began in Diane’s body.
It was the biggest, most terrifying growth wave to that point. The cracks grew all over the arena as the pantheon was shaken and many Amazons were knocked off their seats by the growing, swelling, hardening body of that power goddess. Diane closed her eyes and felt her neck as thick as a tree trunk. All the time she roared, feeling the waves of energy irradiating from her pores: “roooooaarr… ROOOAARR!!!”
Explosions seemed to happen. Those were the sounds coming from within her muscles, actually, gaining immense volume and density as she bulked on. Her weight ballooned to 600 pounds, then 650 pounds, while her height remained more of less the same.
Her body was being distorted by the Lasso, which gave in only a few inches for every couple dozens of pounds she added, being swallowed deeper and harder by the swelling muscle mass, which became bruised by its infernal constriction. Still, the Amazon’s skin wasn’t pierced or cut by the heavenly chord; The deceptive smoothness, softness of Diane’s body hid out a skin that was actually thicker than a rhino’s; she was literally an unstoppable, indestructible goddess of power, ready to shatter the last test of strength an Amazon could endure.
«I will fucking tear you up!!» She kept roaring as her body finally grew taller, jumping to 8ft2in while adding another fifty pounds in its musculature. Though the Lasso seemed intact, her superhero costume now unraveled under her muscles: the super-dense cloth was loudly being torn apart and revealing her rock-hard, glistening muscles to all the ravenous Amazonians in the audience, who were now fingering and kissing each other, driven mad by the masculine power of that raging, super-powered female stud! The costume had been designed to withstand the shock of a continental shift, yet its torn, raggedy threads were now falling on the ground as Diane added piles and pillars of muscles to her body.
The fitness goddess literally puffed white smoke though her nose and mouth, creating a golden aura of power around her body. Her power was unimaginable—yet still the pesky lasso constrained her! «Fuck you piece of shit!!»
More power. More power! The solution was always… to add more power! “ROOOAARR…!!!”
Before the Amazons could even realize what had happened… *snap!* A golden flash of light! A blinding sun glowing where the princess once stood! Then, pieces of rope hitting the ground and the stone, tearing through them like cannon balls at light speed. *boom!! Boom!! Boom!!* The Amazons fled, looking for protection as those projectiles moved faster than light!
“What’s happening?! What the fuck is happening?!”
The madness and destruction went on for five minutes until everything calmed down and the glow receded, revealing the massive, muscular princess in the middle of the arena, free and naked, her body shining divinely under the refraction of the sunlight by her steam.
“Fuck yeah. Oooh, fuck… YEEEAH!!” Diane looked to her arms and flexed her guns. *BOOM!* Her biceps swelled beautifully, each as big as a small calf.
She looked down, wanting to see her body, but couldn’t see anything; her breasts had grown so enormous that they simply blocked the view! There was not an inch between them; in fact, those beasts were so massive they hurt each other under the ferocious squeeze!
Thick threads of milk burst through her nipples. Even without doing a thing, the princess lactated. Oceans of pressurized milk danced inside her bosom; with a single breast, she could easily feed a city with tens of thousands of babies… and then be ready for her next squirt!
“Come to me, ya cunt!” The princess whispered, striking a pose on the cracked ground, flexing her massive, monstrous thighs and making her abs harden, dance, and bloat.
She had a 12-pack now. Her abs were glowing just like the rest of her body: perfect, ripped, vascular, and free! Not a thread of the Lasso remained in her muscles, not a piece of cloth in her skin. Some golden threads of the Lasso could be seen in the arena, especially around the princess, but they were nailed deep into the ground, having created a massive crater like the explosion of a bomb.
As the Amazons looked around, they saw the stone seats and decorative columns of the pantheon ruined by the Lasso’s explosion. Outside the place, one could find hundreds of trees shattered in the middle and trenches dug on the soil by the flying, rotating pieces of the chord. The effects of its rupture could be seen as far as miles away from the arena, with the roofs of the temples and peaks of the mountains cracked by them.
Diane stood glorious and triumphantly in the middle of the arena, not realizing at first that she had sunk about eight feet under the surface, thanks to the massive crater that had been created around her. As her muscles cooled off a little and she could finally admire herself with greater calm and ease, the princess laughed. She flexed her right biceps several times, hearing the sound of that baby swell and relax every single second.
“Oh, gods, thank you!” She flexed both arms and her chest, making her breasts squirt ounces milk. “I’m fucking shredded!”
One loud thud echoed all over the arena. Before anyone could swoon over the massive princess, they all looked up and saw the Queen standing at the tip of the platform.
The giant Alpha female clapped slowly and ironically. “Well, well, well.” Even from afar, she could see that Diane’s gains were substantial. “Not every Amazon can tear the Lasso of Honesty, you know. You are the only one who’s ever done. The only one, of course, after yours truly.”
There was a staggered silence in the audience, with many Amazons looking dumbfounded to one another. “What did you say, my liege?” One of them asked, but the Queen seemed to care only to the princess:
“I was fourteen when I finally managed to tear the Lasso apart.” She touched her lips, pretending to search her memories. “How old are you, really, Diane? Ahh, yes, I remember.” Her smiled beamed with sadistic superiority. “You’re twenty-two. So I guess you’re eight years late for the party.”
Diane didn’t lose her ground. In fact, she didn’t move at all while the Queen was speaking. Her face became lighter and her expression more inviting. Slowly, the princess drew a beautiful smile in her face, and with a calm, rumbling voice she addressed the Queen: “I never said you were weak, nor that you were a negligible opponent. I’m actually honored in having to fight such a powerful woman.” She bowed. When she stood straight again, however, she deepened her voice: “now come down here, cheap whore of the Amazons, and let’s finish what you started!”
The Queen didn’t lose her frame. In fact, she and her entourage only laughed before the princess’s petulant remarks. “What I started? Do not forget, sweet child, that before I whipped the floor with your face and wrecked eight whole temples of these isles by pummeling your body through their walls, it was you who had the audacity to challenge me! Who the hell do you think…”
*Boom!!* They were all silenced as Diane stomped the ground, her muscles turning her thigh thicker than a tree trunk. The ground was cracked in the middle, with the fissures growing up the platform and finally cracking the ground where the Queen stood.
“Fuck!!” Many of her acolytes jumped back, and the Queen looked down to Diane with just a little bit more than petty annoyance.
“This is your last chance to apologize, Diane.”
The princess raised one eyebrow. “There will be no apologies.”
Lowering her head, drawing a long sigh from her breast, the Queen spoke ever more calmly, her voice turning a bit childish as she addressed the rebellious princess: “Diane, you don’t need to do this. Understand, sweet, foolish child, that… if I unleash it on you… all my fury…” The platform, no, the entire arena began to tremble as something truly demonic grew within the matriarch’s body, “I. Will not. Stop.” She clutched her hands. Blood began to dripped from between her fingers. “I. Will not. Hold back!”
The princess threw her hair over her shoulders and gave the Queen the middle finger. That was it. Everyone could feel the subtle rumble of the Queen’s muscles under her robes. The Queen raised her hands and grabbed the white robes on her shoulders, casting them aside in one swell swoop.
There was silence. Even the princess froze in her place. Many averted their eyes as the body glowed on top of the platform, its physical perfection shining before the sunline, making everything dim around it.
As their sights unblurred, the Amazons could finally witness the Queen’s naked form. The ones that weren’t cumming finally came; the ones that were already cumming screamed in orgasmic agony and passed out into a coma. Countless knees went to the ground and foreheads touched the floor as fingers were crammed inside cunts and vicious masturbations drilled gallons from their female cores. The arena was filled with the moans of three hundred Amazons as Diane herself had to fight against her own arousal to keep her warrior pose. «B-by Zeus!!» She could only think at that moment. «Father! Who did you have to fuck to create such perfect a woman?!»
Diane didn’t just feel diminished; she felt her very spirit shattered as she witnessed that beautiful body shining on top of the platform. The breasts, the hips, the ass, the abs…! Everything in her seemed handcrafted for absolute pleasure and apocalyptic destruction!
“How big are you now, Diane?” The Queen smiled. Diane gulped and answered, unable to even feign rebelliousness any longer:
“About eight feet and five inches tall.” She flexed her biceps, seeing them grown and be covered by thick, throbbing veins. “If I had to guess my weight, I’d say…” She raised her arms over her head and flexed them along with her chest, her abs, and her glutes, feeling the sheer hardness of her body as the ground cracked and caved beneath her. “Eight hundred pounds, give or take.”
“Oh.” The Queen smiled, “then we’re about the same size.” She looked to her shoulders, chuckling as the power surged within her biceps. “This is going to be fun.”
The Queen said no more. With one, mighty move, she leapt off the platform, shattering the stone as she rose into the skies then fell a total of fifty feet into arena below, landing on it like a meteor.
The entire island shook as the Queen landed. Diane had to protect herself from the debris and the dust as a new crater was dug in front of her. «Has it started already?» She thought while hopping back several times, raising her fists in front of her torso to protect herself from any upcoming blow.
The Queen, however, stood calmly where she landed, her body still beaming with glory as the dust settled. Her breasts were aggressive, to the point of stealing Diane’s breath out of pure splendor. Those two beautiful milky mountains shook, making loud, sloshing noises with the obscene amounts of nectar they contained.
“I see you’re full.” The Queen commented, looking at Diane’s own breasts, which constantly leaked.
“Can’t help it.” Diane pinched her nipples, which squirted fatter threads of milk. “I am lactating like a cow.” She looked to the Queen’s bigger, fatter, harder breasts. “Yours too look on the egde.”
The Queen raised her muscular, bulging arms and fondled her tits with her hands. «Gods!!» Diane could actually see the streams of milk moving around inside those giant globes, then concentrating around the steel-hard nipples, but never actually gushing out.
“I always am.” The Queen looked at her, flexing her 14-pack abs. “How do you like my body?”
She was just as splendid as the last time Diane had seen her. The caramel-skinned princess had to focus so as not to lose her frame next to that living, breathing statue of absolute female perfection. The Queen was so beautiful Diane doubted even Aphrodite herself could be more alluring.
“You look good.” Diane flexed one biceps. “It’s a pity I will have to beat that pretty body up.”
The Queen flexed her legs, which roared like lions as they literally doubled in width. There were no more words from that fair-skinned, golden-haired Amazon; her deep-sea-blue eyes were locked on her opponent, who nonetheless kept her posture relaxed, shaking her abs as her muscles calmly flexed and throbbed.
Deep in her mind, Diane calmly assessed the situation: «she is thick. God, I knew this wasn’t going to be an easy fight, but even after a mild muscle transformation I’m still only at her level!» Her eyes wandered around the Queen’s fourteen perfect abdominal muscles. «Fuck, look at those muscles! How can a woman, even a giant one, can have so many?!» Slowly, she touched her own muscles. «I’m barely cracking a twelve-pack, and she still hasn’t gone through a muscle transformation of her own!»
Still, Diane was confident, more aroused than afraid of that woman. Slowly, she adopted a defensive stance, but still weak and lax one. She wasn’t truly defending herself from an attack, but instead, to the shock of everyone present… she was inviting one!
“I’ll give you the first blow.” The arrogant youth smiled, seemingly having struck a nerve on her mighty adversary.
The Queen was taken aback. No warrior had ever lowered their guard before her! «Very well.» Her muscles were hardened and her powerful legs roared like engines, and the ground cracked around before she exploded in one massive leap forward, cutting the distance between her and the princess in less than half a second.
Those in the audience who had blinked missed the movement. For them, it was almost as if the Queen had teleported!
“What?!” They blinked hard and rubbed their eyes. “What the fuck happened?”
*Boom!!* The first blow had landed right in the middle of Diane’s boobs! The princess grunted and squealed while her body, at first, cracked the ground with her feet, being dragged back by the superpowered punch—which was then followed by hundreds of other punches, all aimed at her bosom!
The Queen was vicious. Her arms bulged and rippled like virile obscenities as she punched those breasts with full power. She was literally holding back no punches; short of muscle-transforming, the Queen was giving it all at her current level, exhaling steam as she aimed relentlessly at the princess’s chest.
The overflowing tanks exploded with milk all over her body. The splashes were so strong they hit the Amazons in the audience, dozens of feet away. The Queen was being bathed under the milk as she hit and punched and massacred those tits, hell-bent on hurting her rival where it pained her the most.
“I hope you’ve been begging for another ass-kick of your lifetime, Diane, for that’s exactly what you’re going to get!”
Once her body was completely painted in white and dripping with milk, the Queen grabbed Diane by the hair and jumped, lifting both their bodies several feet into the air, and then knee-kicking the princess in the cunt.
Diane lifted her head and screamed. It was deep, growling roar of pain, her insides crushed by the air pressure alone, and she gritted her teeth as the Queen followed that blow with dozens of stronger ones.
“How do you like that, girl?!” The Queen was smiling. Except from some punctual and casual remarks, she couldn’t speak as she enjoyed savaging that body. Her knee and her powerful thigh had turned into a giant blur in the air as she repeatedly massacred that cunt with knee-kicks, their bodies literally rising in the air as she sucker-kicked her groins, then enjoying a finishing move by throwing a punch in her cunt. “I hope you had many children already, Diane, for now…” She flexed her biceps and pulled her arms back, “I’m ruining your womb!”
She punched her: it was a right hook straight into her cunt! Despite all her power, however, the Queen felt her hand hurt and her fingers creak once the fist landed on the vulva, but failed to penetrate it! Diane all but literally had a cunt of steel!
The Queen smiled proudly. “You fucking skank! So, I shouldn’t have taken you so lightly!” She grabbed the contender by the hair and threw her down, falling fast into the ground. As the body was still falling, however, the Queen threw a massive double-kick on her back, sending her at the speed of sound to the ground below. *Boooom!!!*
When Diane crashed, a huge explosion sent debris flying all over the place. The Queen, however, was still saving up for her finishing move: jumping in the air, she aimed both legs on the body below, flexing them at the very last moment, and then landing with another double-kick right at the center of Diane’s spine.
She felt her feet crush the Amazon’s back! The combined force of her kick and her fall allowed for the absolute destruction of the arena, with four giant cracks almost as wide as canyons split the place from at straight angled and pulverized all the seats with the impact, sending a few Amazons flying away.
“Aahh!!” Their screams were muffled, however, by the stone and the dust flying everywhere, as well as the huge pillars of the many columns that were destroyed in the place.
*Booooom!!!* The impact reverbed all over the island. Around its rocky edges, massive gushes of air crated vast waves and masses of foam in the ocean. The kick had been so powerful that it actually created cracks all the way down to the core of the isles, splitting the shores and creating underwater gushes of air many hundreds of feet into the ocean.
That single kick had all but cracked the island, and a few more kicks with equal power would no doubt split it completely into several smaller islets. The Queen didn’t even wait for the dust to settle, however, before turning this scenario into a reality: with her eyes shut, she threw hundreds of other kicks in fast sequence on the princess’s back, nailing her body deeper and deeper into the ground.
The two Amazons had sunk fifteen feet into the crater when the Queen, having gotten tired of kicking, pulled the princess by the hair and brought her face up for close inspection. To her dismay, the bitch was smiling!
“Why?” The princess stretched her back and made quick, humorous cracks with her neck. “Why did you stop? Fuck, this back massage was so fucking good!”
The queen’s voice cracked for a moment. “Why aren’t you defending yourself, Diane?”
The princess then spit blood in her face, laughing as she felt the glorious pain in all her muscles. “Because I’m actually turned on by your blows.” She winked. “Come on, my liege, do it again! Or is this really all you can offer?”
She was quickly shut as the Queen pulled her hair with a mighty grip. All her muscles roared and her face contorted into a hideous, demonic shape, pure ire and fury burning inside her. “You fucking…!!” The Queen was also silent, however, as she allowed only her fists to speak for her: she punched that face like a training bag countless times in a single second, sending it to the ground and then nailing it there with further punches.
She alternated her fists in a punching extravaganza, hundreds and hundreds of blows turning her arms into a blur, creating flashes of power as the ground cracked and a mass of dust surrounded the two warring goddesses. Her fists were slowly painted red, and blood was sprinkled over her chest as she roared and punched that face until its skull cracked.
Diane’s head and torso were completely nailed to the ground. When the Queen finally halted her blows, the earth and dust fell back on Diane’s face, covering it while leaving the rest of her body and her milky tits still exposed. The Queen then proceeding to punch the ever-loving crap out of every visible inch of that massive body.
“Your bones, Diane! I wanna hear them crack!!” Hundreds and thousands of blows battered Diane’s tits until they were gushing gallons of milk on her. “Fucking split you in half with my bare, naked fists! Oh, what a wonderful feeling!!” She alternated between the princess’s tits and her abs. “Die!!” The ground kept caving and caving, their bodies sinking in the soil. “Die!” Diane’s abs turned light-purple as the punches created numerous craters on the ground. “Die!!” The queen focused on Diane’s hips, battering her womb and sinking her lower abs under a lightning-speed barrage of countless blows. “Fucking… die!!”
The Queen pulled back her right arm, readying it for an unimaginable surge of power. Her biceps swelled to scary proportions, covered with veins more numerous and thicker than the full body of a professional bodybuilder. Then, she grabbed Diane’s right thigh with her left hand, making sure the body wouldn’t be thrown away by the blow. “Fucking…!! Fucking…!!! DIE!!” The Queen punched. Her fist was sent straight into the princess’s cunt.
Diane’s vulva caved in a little, but not entirely. A gush of lubes burst out from the cunt, splashing on the the fist as the Queen retrieved it and looked at it in horror. “What?! The?! Fuck!!”
Diane’s cunt seemed to be enjoying that massacre! It was squirting fat, steamy liquids on the ground, creating a small puddle while the princess’s body trembled and shivered.
“You fucking…!!” The Queen threw more punches at her. And then more punches. And then some more, just for good measure. The blows multiplied until her hand was slowly sinking inside the cunt, but nonetheless still failing to break the seal of her vulva. “What the fuck is this cunt made of?!” The Queen pulled her arm all the way back, stretching it as far as she could, and then she threw the mightiest punch she could at that level of musculature, finally managing to pierce Diane’s cunt with her fist.
*Bloom!!* There was a grave, cracking sound of the fist penetrating the cunt, then plowing the vagina halfway to the cervix. The Queen pulled back and punched again. Her fist drilled deeper, now grazing the cervix. With another punch, the Queen began to break apart the cervix irtself, and after six or seven more blows she was successfully punching Diane straight into her womb!
The princess’s body shook violently on the ground, with her massive tits hardening and spewing goblets of milk into the air. “That’s right!! Feel my fist in your fucking womb!!” The Queen threw more punches like those deep into the woman’s core, and after twenty blows she was hitting the back of the young woman’s uterus, pushing it all the way up in her body and moving her organs out of place.
Her arm was covered with goo. The cunt was squirting madly, showering her face whenever the Queen retrieved her arm back. «What the fuck?!» As she kept repeatedly battering her, the Queen wondered in terror: «is she actually… enjoying all of this?!»
More and more blows followed, with the Queen focused on increasing their speed without sacrificing their power. Soon, she was throwing maybe a couple of dozens of blows in that cunt… every second! All of them equally strong, each of them able to split a rhino in half.
Diane’s belly bulged obscenely as the fist made its way up to her womb. At one point, the Queen grabbed her ovaries and squished them, making the body convulse desperately on the ground. “Fucking suffer!!” She squished and squashed, then pulled the ovaries down, bringing the womb along with her Fallopian canals, almost ripping them from the woman’s organ.
The cunt, however, not only remained gushing, but did so harder, practically showering the Queen with squirts. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” She released the womb and went back to punching it. “I will tear you in half!! Don’t you see it?!” With one mighty punch, she sent the womb all the way up to Diane’s ribcage, and her body finally froze as those bones creaked under the bulge. “Yeah, that’s right! This is the pain I like to inflict!”
The Queen pulled her arm back, extracting from that cunt another ocean of juices. She was nonetheless shocked by seeing Diane’s body shaking not in pain, but in an orgasmic bliss! For the first time in ages, the Queen felt… powerless! “What the… what the actual fuck?!” As Diane’s face was still drilled into the ground, the mighty woman couldn’t gauge the princess’s reactions.
A wave of rage took over her muscles, prompting her to grab the princess’s thighs with both arms and pull them up violently. The Queen roared as she pressed her abs against those thighs and forced Diane’s legs open into a full-split, and then further into an inverted angle! With her massive arms, the Queen was pulled those thighs apart, splitting them until she could hear the bones in Diane’s hips creaking! “I can tear you in half like fucking paper!!”
The Queen wanted blood! The Queen wanted pain! The Queen wanted endless screams and cries for help from that surrendered pussy… yet she got none of them as she heard the creaks and the slight cracks of the woman’s body, followed by gushes not of blood, but of lube from her cunt. «The fuck…?!»
The Queen didn’t want to kill her –not yet—but she realized this might have been the only way to really teach that princess her place. “Alright, you skank!” She readied her muscles. “I will have your guts, then!”
She pulled the legs outward, her force enough to rip the limbs out an elephant or the tail out of a whale! By the gods, how hard and brutally she pulled! Loud cracks were heard as the bones were split and the legs were dislocated from the hips. She kept pulling and pulling, yet the cunt kept squirting and squirting. The harder the pulled, the hotter the princess came.
The Queen’s over-blown abs were dripping with hot cunt-sauce while she slowly stood up and flexed her muscles to an extreme, pulling those legs until she could hear the flesh tearing up in the middle. Her back became a monstrosity of shredded muscles and throbbing arteries, and her glutes were so hard one could count every individual fiber stressed to its limits, so damn close to a rupturing point!
The Queen’s abs were almost nearing a sixteen-pack, and she exerted incredible pressure on her entire body, but especially on her arms, which were bulging thicker than tree trunks. If she spent any longer on that delirious flex, she would unwittingly enter the first phase of her muscle transformation—which she wanted to avoid not for mercy to her opponent, but for the sake of the islands themselves. «If I bulk up… it’s the end of Temischyra!»
Yet still, even though she worked as hard as that level of musculature allowed her, and even though the bones of the princess’s hips were shattered, the 8ft5in-tall, 900-pound muscle beast still couldn’t crack that bitch in half. “Fuck you, whore!!” Dropping the legs, the Queen kicked Diane straight in the stomach, sending her flying hundreds of feet away and crashing through many columns of the pantheon. Then, once Diane had crashed on the ground, she stomped on her hard, defenseless legs many times for every second—dozens, then hundreds, then finally thousands of blows per second—until the cracks in the island grew into canyons and their bodies were about twenty feet deep in a massive crater.
When the Queen finally paused, she realized she was breaking sweat! «Fuck me!» She cleaned the beads of sweat off her forehead. «This was fucking intense!» Then, to her dismay, she heard something under the rubbles beyond her feet. “What?”
The pile of dirt covering Diane unraveled little by little as her battered body squirmed in pleasure. Her cunt still expelled some thin threads of lube as the princess raised her arms to her face and cleared it of all the dirt. Then, much to the Queen’s dismay, Diane’s face emerged from the hole not just with a smile, but with a long, resounding laughter.
“Ha, ha, ha, ha!! God, that was so fucking good!” She looked to her staggered Queen, who stepped back in frank horror. “What? Don’t you tell me you’re already done with me!” She touched her abs, feeling her womb and her other organs burning inside her. “God, I’m hurting so good! Hadn’t had this much fun since Unus, the Conqueror, threw a whole fucking planet at my face! What? Wait, did you honestly expect that to be the end of me?” The Queen couldn’t be sure when the princess was joking or not. Her laughter was more than just booming; it was downright spine-chilling! “Oh, no! No, no, no, my beautiful queen, no! I’m no longer the young teenager you beat into a pulp, you see. The princess shook her legs, which had magically reconnected with their bones back into her hips. “See? My bones are all fine again. You broke them good, my queen, you did a real good beating on me. Still, I’m afraid that’s not even ten percent of your power—and you know it.” Watching her horrified opponent give further steps back, the princess stood up clumsily, shaking from her sore muscles, and finally cracking her knuckles as she yawned and smirked. “Guess I’ll have to, uh, give ya a little push, heh?”
The princess leapt forward. When her fist hit the Queen, plunging into her abs, contorting and deforming them as it sank into her guts, the mighty blonde felt time itself freeze and her entire life flash before her eyes—a mighty warrior enjoying her last moments on Earth before being vanquished by the foe she so long had underestimated! “Don’t you worry. I’m all grown up now. You can throw me grown-up punches!” The princess whispered in her ears, time seemingly of no effect to her, all while her fist was still sinking and crushing the woman’s abs in slow motion. “We will have a looooot of time to play!” Giggling like a psychotic child, she gave her Queen a kiss on the cheeks before furthering the plunge of her fists on the woman’s abs, making a bloodbath out of her guts, and exasperating the majesty as she felt her throat being flooded with hot, scorching blood. “I am going to have sooo much fun with you!”
Diane stood glorious and triumphantly in the middle of the arena, not realizing at first that she had sunk about eight feet under the surface, thanks to the massive crater that had been created around her. As her muscles cooled off a little and she could finally admire herself with greater calm and ease, the princess laughed. She flexed her right biceps several times, hearing the sound of that baby swell and relax every single second.
“Oh, gods, thank you!” She flexed both arms and her chest, making her breasts squirt ounces milk. “I’m fucking shredded!”
One loud thud echoed all over the arena. Before anyone could swoon over the massive princess, they all looked up and saw the Queen standing at the tip of the platform.
The giant Alpha female clapped slowly and ironically. “Well, well, well.” Even from afar, she could see that Diane’s gains were substantial. “Not every Amazon can tear the Lasso of Honesty, you know. You are the only one who’s ever done. The only one, of course, after yours truly.”
There was a staggered silence in the audience, with many Amazons looking dumbfounded to one another. “What did you say, my liege?” One of them asked, but the Queen seemed to care only to the princess:
“I was fourteen when I finally managed to tear the Lasso apart.” She touched her lips, pretending to search her memories. “How old are you, really, Diane? Ahh, yes, I remember.” Her smiled beamed with sadistic superiority. “You’re twenty-two. So I guess you’re eight years late for the party.”
Diane didn’t lose her ground. In fact, she didn’t move at all while the Queen was speaking. Her face became lighter and her expression more inviting. Slowly, the princess drew a beautiful smile in her face, and with a calm, rumbling voice she addressed the Queen: “I never said you were weak, nor that you were a negligible opponent. I’m actually honored in having to fight such a powerful woman.” She bowed. When she stood straight again, however, she deepened her voice: “now come down here, cheap whore of the Amazons, and let’s finish what you started!”
The Queen didn’t lose her frame. In fact, she and her entourage only laughed before the princess’s petulant remarks. “What I started? Do not forget, sweet child, that before I whipped the floor with your face and wrecked eight whole temples of these isles by pummeling your body through their walls, it was you who had the audacity to challenge me! Who the hell do you think…”
*Boom!!* They were all silenced as Diane stomped the ground, her muscles turning her thigh thicker than a tree trunk. The ground was cracked in the middle, with the fissures growing up the platform and finally cracking the ground where the Queen stood.
“Fuck!!” Many of her acolytes jumped back, and the Queen looked down to Diane with just a little bit more than petty annoyance.
“This is your last chance to apologize, Diane.”
The princess raised one eyebrow. “There will be no apologies.”
Lowering her head, drawing a long sigh from her breast, the Queen spoke ever more calmly, her voice turning a bit childish as she addressed the rebellious princess: “Diane, you don’t need to do this. Understand, sweet, foolish child, that… if I unleash it on you… all my fury…” The platform, no, the entire arena began to tremble as something truly demonic grew within the matriarch’s body, “I. Will not. Stop.” She clutched her hands. Blood began to dripped from between her fingers. “I. Will not. Hold back!”
The princess threw her hair over her shoulders and gave the Queen the middle finger. That was it. Everyone could feel the subtle rumble of the Queen’s muscles under her robes. The Queen raised her hands and grabbed the white robes on her shoulders, casting them aside in one swell swoop.
There was silence. Even the princess froze in her place. Many averted their eyes as the body glowed on top of the platform, its physical perfection shining before the sunline, making everything dim around it. As their sights unblurred, the Amazons could finally witness the Queen’s naked form. The ones that weren’t cumming finally came; the ones that were already cumming screamed in orgasmic agony and passed out into a coma. Countless knees went to the ground and foreheads touched the floor as fingers were crammed inside cunts and vicious masturbations drilled gallons from their female cores. The arena was filled with the moans of three hundred Amazons as Diane herself had to fight against her own arousal to keep her warrior pose. «B-by Zeus!!» She could only think at that moment. «Father! Who did you have to fuck to create such perfect a woman?!»
The Instructress screamed. Her gushes of squirt were interrupted every time the princess hit her. Her entire body seemed to catch fire, and her glutes were quickly desensitized. They were both 69-ing each other, both only Diane was now acting upon the pussy of her lover. The instructress was suffering too much and cumming too hard to focus on Diane’s gushing cunt. Still, the princess came gallons through her cunt, for the pleasure of domination was much greater than that of the matriarch’s tongue.
“I will destroy you.” The princess’s cunt drilled the insides of her master. “Let me show you how a teenager can pound another woman like a bull!” Diane slowly pulled her head back, taking out inch after inch of her god-tongue from that pussy. The Instructress was already screaming for mercy, feeling all her insides unravel and her body implode.
“PLEASE!!” The tears fell in cataracts from her face. “DIANE!! PLEASE, STOP!!” Though the princess had only started penetrating her, the Instructress felt literally more pleasure than she did with all the girls she had fucked in her life. “I… I-I!!… I CAN’T TAKE IT!! YOUR POWER!!! DIANE, YOUR POWER IS JUST TOO MUUUUUCH!!!” Every word the Instructress screamed reeked with agony, and the explosions from her cunt didn’t lie: the woman was experiencing, by far, the single biggest, strongest orgasms of her life… and the princess hadn’t even started with her!
“Disappointing.” Diane muttered, removing inch after inch, very slowly, of her tongue from that cunt. “I expected more of you, my master.” Her tongue and her face were being showered by that thick, sweet cunt nectar. Diane had about forty inches of god-tongue, with half of it crammed and curled inside the vagina, overfilling it and the womb, throbbing and stimulating hundreds of erogenous spots simultaneously and driving the woman to madness… and then beyond!
“DIANE!!” Her screams were arousing. She could taste the blood of the torn cunt along with its gallons of juices. Diane retrieved as much of her tongue as she could, with ten inches curled up in a ball inside the Instructress. The poor woman unraveled harder and faster than expected, shaking and convulsing at mercy of those orgasms. “GODS!!” Her screams almost struck pity in Diane’s heart. “GODS, PLEASE…!! SAVE ME!!” The princess could feel her tears in her thighs. The Instructress was a mere shell of her former self, and she was about to be undone even further.
“One.” Diane counted, cryptically, and then she inserted the thirty extra inches of her tongue back in the woman. Bulk after bulk after bulk of flesh filled her womb to the brim, stretching her waist loudly. Diane didn’t push that womb up, but instead curled the tongue as she shoved it in, adding a tremendous volume to the woman’s body. Suddenly, it all looked as if the Instructress carried over fifteen babies in her belly.
“Two.” Diane pulled her tongue and thrust it back in again. The Instructress was no longer screaming; she was just cumming. Even her gallons of squirts were interrupted by a shock in her body: her tits swelled and exploded with milk threads from her nipples. She was stiff, but vibrating, her face frozen in perpetual horror. Only faint, desperate whimpers got out of her throat, like the yelps of a helpless dog, and the princess couldn’t help but to feel even more aroused by the sorry state she left her master in. “Three.” She thrust her tongue. “Four.” She thrust it again. “Five. Six. Seven…” She stopped counting as her tongue really got to pounding that cunt. After about twenty mad blows, the pussy squirted nectar back into her face, and the splashes reached as far as the trees around them. Diane was drilling squirt from her cunt, extracting gallons from every blow, as if the tip of her tongue struck wells filled with lube, deliciously bathing herself on that endless offering.
Hey, there, my luvs! I’m not, like, super confortable sharing free pages of this bundle, as I’ve shared already so many of them with my previous book samples. I don’t know, I think I’ve been being a little too generous for my own good. 😀 You can look for a few new pages once a bigger bundle comes out (with six or seven books on it, if not more!).
I’m leaving basically only the product description here. This post is more about notifying your about my new release. 🙂 That said, I hope that those who didn’t buy my previous books really enjoy this release! Kisses, my luvs!
Diane, known among humans as the superheroine Wondrous Woman, is the second strongest of all Amazons, and the next in line for the crown of Themyscira. The power and muscles of this prodigy woman are legendary even among the most battle-hardened warriors: daughter of Zeus and an Amazon warrior, she is a superhuman giantess with eight hundred pounds of iron-hard muscles perfectly distributed along her eight feet of height.
Her insane musculature would be scary if her form wasn’t so arousing: an hourglass figure of thick thighs, massive hips, giant butt, bulging abs, powerful and well-developed arms, wide shoulders, godly face, and lush breasts always full of m**k, she is the epitome of femininity in the body of an over-developed warrior giantess. More than a Muse of Snu Snu,* this godly youth is very definition of a potent, dominant muscle woman.
Only one woman is more powerful (and bigger, harder, sexier, hotter…) than her: the Queen of the Amazons herself. As she prepares to finally challenge the Matriarch of Themyscira to a duel, Diane revisits an old mentor—the third most powerful Amazon, and one of the world’s strongest warriors: the Head Instructress of Themyscira—an inadvertently kindles a flame they always felt for each other.
The older, more experienced teacher will teach this young, but haughty Amazon how to truly please a lady—or, in order words, this massive, muscular MILF will teach her apprentice how to f**k! How to truly, really F**K, bringing the queen to massive, unbridled orgasms when the two finally clash!
This is the tale of Diane’s growth from a sex prodigy into a true Goddess of Sex—starting in the hands, tongue, and whole body of her powerful, muscular mentor.
The sky was laden with gold when Diane opened her eyes and felt her body stiff with orgasms. At first, there was no breath at all. She felt like suffocating, and the sound of the waves crashing on a nearby bank somehow only added to her despair. The air slowly entered her lungs as she slowly regained control of her muscles. She was burning from the inside, and faint layers of steam rose from her every pore.
Diane felt the gentle and authoritative touch of her master. The dark-skinned fingers played with each of her fourteen abdominal muscles, squeezing them, pinching them, feeling their hardness, then running along the crevices and feeling just how tight all of them were. Diane was a 11’4ft-tall giantess, yet she was immobilized under that simple touch of her woman. Once she looked to her right, she saw the gorgeous face of the Head Instructress.
“Afternoon, my love.” The mighty woman closed for a kiss. Her dark, thick lips moistened Diane’s. The daring giantess didn’t stop there, laying further kisses on Diane’s face, treating the princess of the Amazons like just one of her hundreds of mistresses. “We’ve made quite a mess.” Her hands explored Diane’s muscular physique. “Your hard, powerful body cracked this island in half!” She gave her lover a powerful slap in the thighs, and Diane flexed her muscles reflexively. “Ada, girl!”
Diane was at first angry, then just plain humorous. She couldn’t help but to smile next to that giantess whose confidence amused her so much. Her teenage arms were as thick as tree-trunks, with biceps so powerful she could bend and crush a column of titanium with a single hug or tear an iron plaque in half with her hands, yet they were still, frozen, paralyzed by a powerful numbing feeling. As the Amazon caressed her face with further kisses, the princess whimpered: “w-where are we?”
“Still in the same island, my love—or at least one half of it. Quite a bit some time passed, though.”
Diane finally managed to lift her right hand. The Head Instructress had grown: after her first muscle transformation, the powerful woman had gone from 7ft3in feet to 7ft8in, yet now she stood at about 8ft5in-tall. She could see that by comparing the older woman’s face to her own palm—which still nonetheless could hold that head and squash it like a fruit.
Diane turned around a bit, feeling much more in control of her body. The Head Instructress very subtly showed fear and hesitation next to her. It was impossible, of course, not to feel intimidated by the princess of power: her body was like a horse’s, powerful muscles everywhere, every pore of her bursting with virility—the full potential of which the Head Instructress hadn’t yet tapped into.
Diane wrapped her fingers on the Instructress’s neck, squeezing it slightly as she fondled the face of that beautiful, thick woman with her other hand. “What have you done to me?”
The Instructress smiled, fondling the princess’s arms back. She could feel Diane’s powerful muscle fibers at the tip of her fingers. «Power! This is true power, if I ever felt one!» The older vixen gulped.
“I have destroyed your pussy, my princess, and made you beg for mercy for hours on end.” The Instructress laid her hands on Diane’s body: with her left hand, she squeezed the woman’s massive breast while feasting on her abs, her thighs, and her ass with the right hand. Sloshing and splashing sounds were heard as thick, creamy milk erupted from the princess’s tits. “This pussy here, my princess.” Her right fingers danced over the royal’s cunt. “I claimed it like this!” She sunk her fingers inside the princess, and Diane’s face froze. There it was: the pleasure! The paralyzing pleasure she had just felt! It was so precise, yet so all-encompassing! Every single fiber of her body tensed, making her jolt on the ground and shake the entire island with her tension.
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!
Gigi Potemkin 