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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.

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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!”

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A hyper-muscular demigoddess turns the tables on her experienced dominatrix

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.

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A muscle warrior extracts oceans of squirt from her haughty, arrogant demigoddess!

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

After clearing her throat, she mumbled some clumsy words followed by a nod of the head and a wimpy: “huh.” Diane bit her lower lip, taking deep breaths and feeling her body heat up. “Alright. This is power!”