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FULL BOOK, BITCHES!! A mega muscular teenager challenges the Queen of the Amazons–the most powerful BEAST in the universe!

Diane stood before all her kingdom, ready to be judged. The princess of the Amazons had committed a grave crime—one for which other Amazons had been sentenced to death—, but she was calm and haughty, just like how royals tend to behave. «Nothing will come out of this,» she told herself, looking at the vast pantheon filled with the Amazonian elite—three hundred gorgeous muscle women, maybe more, watching her, waiting for her judgment. «The most I will get is a slap on the wrist,» the princess thought. «Worst case scenario, we get into a fight.» She then smiled. «Well, I guess that’s the best case scenario.»

Diane was like a big parent who agreed to partake on the theatre play of his children just to make them feel proud of themselves. She had no intention of carrying through with that nonsense, nor did she have any concrete fear of being hurt or detained—even by three hundred mighty Amazons all at once.

Everyone who saw her knew one thing: there was no way to stop that woman. All Amazons were tall, beautiful, and outrageously muscular, but Diane was even more ludicrously so. At little over twenty-two years of age, that youth put the others to absolute shame with her 7’6ft-tall, 500-pound muscular body. Diane never even bothered hitting the gym or exercising as assiduously as the other Amazons, yet she developed a physique which was, quite possibly, the second most well-endowed of all the beauties in the isles—behind only the massive body of…

«Just look at ‘em poor things.» The princess looked around the pantheon, seeing the hundreds of trembling, panting women gazing at her with so much desire. She had dared to come back to Themyscira dressed in her costume: a tight, blue-and-red spandex that stuck so firmly to her body it didn’t even look like clothing, but body-paint. Her golden (the only thing that wasn’t glued to her skin) was stretched to its limits thanks to her wide hips and her ungodly thick legs.

That woman was perfection in every sense of the word. Her body communicated strength, fertility, masculinity, and stamina in a way no other Amazon could. Many tongues were unrolled, dripping with desire, and Diane could hear the crossing of dozens, if not dozens of legs as she knew she was being coveted and admired by the hungry audience.

They too, after all, wanted a good spectacle. Nobody believed the princess would be punished, but everyone was sure she was going to do… something!… that would be well-worth their time and wait. It was well-known that Diane, aside from being a princess and a superhero, was a domineering Alpha female who collected lovers like certain species of birds collect pebbles for their nests: she was ravenous to the point of pathology! How many men and women had she consumed since she left the isles, many on the audience wondered, looking at one another and being sure that, oh, Diane had consumed them all.

They were not just mere members the Amazonian elite; those women were all of Diane’s past lovers, from summer romances to one-night flings, to routine booty-calls to side-pussies for when she was bored. Diane looked at them and smiled, remembering the fun time she had with each and every one of them, knowing they could never forget the potency of her fingers, the length and power of her tongue, the flexibility of her body, the ferociousness of her fists! No hole in those women had been unexplored by the craving Amazon, and there was an unspoken consensus that all of them wanted the princess to be set free so she could once again do to their bodies what no creature, human or god, could ever do after they met her.

Diane lifted her hands and tried to crack her knuckles, but the Lasso of Honesty, which bound her wrists, made the action very difficult. Still she flexed, making her biceps stretch the lasso to its limits, creating a loud noise that brought everyone’s attention to her and made all those warriors gulp and shiver.

The princess smiled. “That’s how you lik’a see me, huh?” She flexed again, this time making a wave of muscles rippling down from her chest to her hips. “All tied up for you?” The lasso was wrapped around her neck, her arms, her lower chest, her abs, and her legs. It was the only unbreakable object for the Amazon; no matter how much she tried, she would never free herself from her own weapon, but still she felt she could beat all those contenders in it—and with her eyes closed!

Diane looked down, feeling the pressure of the lasso on her swollen muscles. Her breasts were almost swallowing the knot over her belly; those two beautiful, bouncing orbs so big and hard they were almost tearing the woman’s costume apart.

Diane kept turning around, making sure all the beauties there could witness every inch of her over-developed body. “I’ve grown a great deal since I’d last been here.” The Amazon was all games and smiles, biting her lips as she flexed so liberally. “I’m taller, I’m thicker. Guess there ain’t one bimbo soul in these isles able to pin me down.” She flexed her guns again, and her biceps swelled to such outrageous proportions many Amazons covered their mouths, afraid she was actually going to tear the Lasso. “Oh, look! My babies are so big… and so hard!”

She flexed her biceps harder, putting the lasso under tremendous stress. Thick veins grew over the Amazon’s neck, which was also tied by the lasso, and she had to pause and struck a pose so that the energy flowed through her body uninterrupted.

Her ten-pack abs trembled, each muscle growing and bloating into an obscene, rigid mass. Every inch of the lasso was stressed and tearing up, with the loud, stretching noises only turning her on. Her thighs bloated into tree trunks of steel—legs as thick and muscular as a horse’s—and her ass hardened to such a degree many thought the swollen buttocks were going to slap against the woman’s spine!

Her glutes were so hard and over-muscular that they were permanently perking up; when relaxed, they looked flexed, and when flexed like looked like growing, bloating beasts threatening to tear the fabric of whatever clothes she wore.

Her skirt too was stretching, much frailer than the rest of her uniform. Her clothes seemed to have been made of a special, indestructible cloth, which allowed them to resist that muscle growth without tearing up in a million pieces, but the skit seemed to be the exception: its fibers were torn one by one, and its width grew visibly with the woman’s widening hips, much beyond the maximum size it was designed to withstand.

“Oh, sisters!” Diane’s voice was deep, groveling, purring. “My breasts are so hard!” She shook her chest, making those gigantic beauties dance. “It’s been many hours since I had a good pair of lovers on my arms. You know, sisters, how important are your mouths and your tongues for breasts this overdeveloped.” As she gave them a naughty look, Diane heard many of their pussies dripping. Some women were visibly panting, rocking their bodies to-and-fro while threads of sweet nectar flowed down their legs. They were all moist, and the only difference between the strong- and the weak-willed was whether they let their cunts drip or not.

One of these strong women –the Head Instructress, trainer and mentor of all the archipelago’s warriors—sat in the front rows, clearly shaken by Diane’s exhibitionism, but still managing to contain all her fluids inside of her, even if barely! The mighty Amazon had her thick, bulky legs crossed, with the juices piling up inside her pussy and some drips leaking onto her thighs. The woman focused: «no!» Diane could hear her telling herself: «I ain’t falling for this again!»

The princess of the Amazons turned to her and stepped closer. Everyone could see she was looking at her, which brough extreme shame and arousal to that flustered woman. “Head Instructress!” Diane exclaimed pompously, flexing every one of her muscles as she moved: legs bloating, biceps swelling, abs shredded, and her tits bouncing loudly, with splashy sounds every time they moved. “Don’t you want to lend me a help with those two massive tits?” She shook her bosom, and two large stains grew in her uniform. “Oh, Instructress, they are so full!! I know you are the only one in these isles able to drink all of my offering!” Diane spread her legs out, as much as the Lasso allowed, and the Amazons were hypnotized by the drips of nectar flowing down her legs. “Head Instructress, your princess is so aroused! Come here and satiate this fire with your mouth, your tongue, your fingers!” She winked. “I know you want, and I know only you can.” She mockingly turned her head to the other Amazons. “None of these have what you got. I am much stronger, much thirstier now, and in those whole damned isles, I know you are still the only one able to take on me.

“Diane, please!” Still, the Instructress was too distracted by her former apprentice’s massive breasts. The stains were growing quickly on her costume! Oh! Was she really lactating that much, and so soon?! “Princess, my liege, have some respect.”

The princess walked quickly to the mural that separated the arena from the audience. With one effortless hop, she stood on top of it, looking at her Instructress in the eye. “Fuck you.” She said aloud, drawing many gasps from the Amazons. “You know I don’t care about a thing in this world; I only care about you, master, and your thick, muscular body pinning mine on the ground, punishing me like the bad girl I am.”

“Diane… please…” But the Instructress was paralyzed by Diane’s tongue, which slowly licked the woman’s fat, gorgeous lips, creating a loud, slurping sounds that caused many a dozen of Amazons to shiver. The princess’s bosom was dangling so close to hers! Those were the two most massively-endowed women in the islands, and their bosoms were so great they nearly touched even when the women stood a few feet apart from one another.

Diane leaned closer, her seductive gaze consuming the Instructress like a predator. “Fuck me.” She flexed her chest, and her breasts squirted milk under the costume. “Do me. I’m all tied up and ready for you!”

“Diane… please!”

The Instructress had no more words, however, when the princess jumped down from the mural, cracking the ground with her feet as she landed. “Wow!” Many gasps were drawn from those excited breasts as the Amazons saw her feet sinking on the stone. The princess was so heavy she could tear any floor she walked on with simple steps.

Still tied and constrained by the yellow, glowing Lasso, Diane turned around and sucked more breaths out of the audience with the sight of her ass. “So much muscle!” One Amazon beside the Instructress commented, drawn by the overdeveloped musculature of Diane’s shoulders and back. “By the gods! How can a young woman have such bulk?!”

Diane raised her shoulders and flexed her arms, and at that moment many gasps and drips could be heard as the women were filled with arousal. Her back was partially flexed to an obscenity of muscles, and her ass hopped jovially, powerfully, making coarse sounds even with the slightest of motions. The woman slowly  began to squat down, sitting on the Instructress’s lap as she looked around and saw many pretty, interesting faces in the audience.

“A lot of new flesh here, I see.” She stared at one Amazon near the Instructress, who was panted and drooled, crossing her legs constantly to try and contain her arousal. “I’ve never met you before, have I, sweetheart?” Diane lifted her arms and stretched, laying down lazily on the poor woman’s lap. “I’ve never fucked you, have I?”

The desperate lady shook her head, unable to speak, while the Instructress made one last (and feeble) attempt to stop the sassy youth: “Diane, enough!” She pushed her mighty bosom, but was met with an incredible resistance. “Fuck!!”

The Amazons were startled when they heard one long, loud splashing sound, like that of a stream being finally let free. Once they looked at the Instructress’s legs, they realized that, oh!, the mighty warrior had squirted herself!

“Not ‘squirted!’” Some whispered. “She’s still squirting!!”

The Instructress would be ashamed if she wasn’t so aroused. “Fuck!” She had her hands on Diane’s buttocks, and those muscles were incredible! “Oh, fuck!!” She touched, squeezed, and fumbled them, drawing more ounces of liquids from her cooch. “Oh, for the gods! Fuck!!” She looked at her lover and smiled. How long it had been since she last touched her! “Your ass is amazing, Diane!”

The princess, then, laid on her lap and shook her massive hips, provoking a stronger, louder gush from the woman. “I know.” Her massive breasts were shaking, so bountiful and jovial, and all her muscles were rippling, inviting the touch. “Have at thee, my lover.” Diane stretched out, laying down completely on her woman, resting her feet on the mural and exposing her full body to dozens of craving eyes. “Your princess is all tied up just for you.”

The Instructress knew she shouldn’t—and she did it. She raised her hands on the princess and touched her massive abs, feeling their hardness electrify her. “Fuck!” More nectar burst from her cunt, gushing on the princess’s ass and dripping loudly on the floor. “You’ve… gods!” She cleared her throat. “You’ve really grown!”

Diane smiled, shaking her breasts and making the stains grow. “I’ve grown bigger, harder, fuller.” She raised her hands to the Instructress’s face, fondling her cheeks very lovingly. “Come. Take my dress down and suck on my breasts.” Many women gasped, astounded by her forwardness. “I know you wanna.” She looked to the other, inexperienced Amazon. “I know you all want to!”

Something in her eyes invited the newbie to do the unthinkable: with her hands trembling, she touched one of those breasts with the tip of her finger, only to immediately retrieve her hand and pant: “aahee!!” Her moan was long and high-pitched. Juices exploded from her cunt in a lousy mess: *spluursh!!* There was a loud flood on the seat and the floor as many Amazons looked at her, astounded by the volume of her ejaculate.

“For the gods, woman, what have you done?”

The poor lady could only look at them and reply: “I’m sorry, but… they’re just so hard!”

Diane smiled, having fun with her sweet innocence. “You see, Instructress? Even the newbie here recognizes a good breast when she sees one.” She looked to her enraptured lover. “Why don’t you fumble those breasts a bit harder…”

“Diane, stop it!”

“…so that you can feel what a real woman looks and feels like?”

“Diane, stop!” But the Instructress was silenced as Diane, tired of waiting, grabbed her breasts instead! “Fuck!!” The Instructress squirted, her loud, messy jets bathing the MURAL in front of her.

“You’re hard.” Diane squeezed her knockers. “You’re full.” She stuck her tongue out. “Let me taste ‘em, then you come and taste mine.” She licked her lips and left her mouth opened, breathing hot, and sometimes moaning. “Stick your tongue inside me and take me.” She moved her body like a cat stretching out. “I want to cum! Please, Instructress! Please, any of you!” Her eyes moved around the Amazons, who were all panting and shivering. “Make. Me. Cum!”

The princess felt a wonderful pressure in her boobs, and then she realized the novice was grabbing them. “By the gods!!” The touch didn’t last long, however. “Aah!!” Overtaken by arousal, the novice took her hands out and fell out of her seat, immediately moving her fingers to her cunt and frigging herself until everyone could hear the loud, quick splashes of her lubes. “Zeus!!”

Diane and the Instructress felt her squirts on their head and legs, respectively. Diane looked up, seeing the former master mesmerized. “Stop fighting it. It’s useless.” She raised her hands and pulled the Instructress’s face, caressing her chin and cuddling her cheeks. “Don’t fight the attraction. Embrace it.” The Instructress saw herself closer and closer to Diane’s full, red lips. Her heartbeat could be heard from the other side of the arena. Her vulva throbbed like a heart, one long stream of lubes flowing endlessly from it.

The Instructress was built like a brickhouse, and the combined weight of both women was enough to make the seat crack. Still, she only felt great peace and comfort on the princess’s muscles, knowing that the princess felt the same on hers. They were two ladies as big as mares and outrageously fertile, their mighty bosoms shaking as the loads of milk in them made loud, tempting noises.

The Instructress could feel Diane’s warm breath in her mouth. Suddenly, she couldn’t come any closer: her massive breast was blocked by Diane’s, which squirted even more milk in her costume. The Instructress’s squirted too, and soon their bountiful chests were rubbing against each other with wet noises, lactating harder as their hugged each other stronger and brought their lips to a close.

“Diane!” A powerful scream cut them short, and Diane felt a tremendous arousal in her nerves. “Get back to your place!”

All the Amazons were startled, going back quickly to their seats, but the princess acted like it was nothing serious—the only one of them unafraid of the booming voice.

“It’s been a long time… my queen.” The daring youth looked to the tall platform in front of the arena, from where a blinding glimmer came.

“Get back. I won’t repeat myself again.”

Sighing, Diane slowly stood from the Instructress’s lap, turning her back to her lovers and whispering: “you ain’t seen the last of me yet, my beauties” She winked, then leapt back into the arena.

The Amazons held their breaths, watching the princess and her rival exchange fiery glances across the arena. Diane was the spectacle everyone already knew, but the Queen was an even rarer sight—one that barely ever appeared to such a large audience, even during the most sacred of ceremonies.

Despite her coolness, Diane sensed her own heart beating faster. «I won’t be intimidated by this golden skank. Not anymore!» She still remembered the last time she spent with her, and her blood boiled with the fires of revenge… and arousal!

The calm, arrogant words of the Queen still resonated in her ears, like they had met yesterday: «I will allow you to fuck me, dear… if you defeat me in a fight.» She had cracked her knuckles and stepped out of her throne that day, ordering away her servants with royal gestures while facing the young princess without a thread of fear. “If you force me to admit defeat, I’m yours forever.” She stretched her arms, and her myriad of muscles struck fear directly in Diane’s heart. “Ready when you are.”

The princess still felt in her bones the brutal pummeling she got from the matriarch. How cruelly she was pinned against the floor and punched through the walls until the palace was crumbling! How effortlessly she was thrown around by the endless blows of the mighty goddess, how beastly she had been beaten in the guts until she was puking blood, how savagely her cunt was struck by the heartless bitch’s fist!

When the Queen said she was going “all out,” she had truly meant it. The beating got so bad that many servants were moved to plead for Diane’s sake, begging in tears and on their knees while the Queen painted the walls red with the teenager’s blood: “please, my queen, she’s just a kid! She doesn’t know any better!” Yet they all shut up once the Queen turned to them her fiery gaze, threatening to turn her fury at their bodies if they didn’t know their place.

Diane remember, oh, how she remembered how at first she was so aroused, then scared, then in pain, then in agony, spewing and sneezing blood while her body was battered from multiple directions simultaneously, almost as if the Queen could teleport and beat her from wherever she chose.  Though the teenager resisted bravely, no one could say she had actually “fought.” For three hours, she took blow after blow after blow, growing purple and bloated with so many bruises, without uttering a word of help, without even thinking about debasing herself next to that Queen. As the hours went by, however, and the beating went from midday to the night, the princess was finally tearing up, barely feeling her own muscles, with her superhuman bones finally close to cracking.

“Please, my queeeeen!!” She cried, and whatever remained of the palace rumbled with her agonizing scream. “Meeeercy!!! I beg you mercy!!” But there was no mercy for the next three or four hours: the Queen grabbed Diane’s neck and shoved her face against walls and furniture of pure metal, bending them with her head. She pushed and pulled the face from the surfaces thousands of times a minute, drilling them with her head, battering them like no living creature could be battered by any other in that world.

And that was far from the end: as blood was spilling all over the rooms, the Queen thrust the body into the air and made her crash against the stone ceilings, which cracked and sometimes succumbed under the blows. Then she leapt into the air and caught the princess’s body before it even started to fall, pulling her down with equal strength into the ground, drilling her on the stone and creating massive craters with the impact. The Queen then lifted Diane’s body in the air and round-house kicked her like a beast, her massive legs turned into a machine of kicks that pummeled the princess dozens of times before her body was thrown at the walls. She punched her guts, slapped her tits, and kicked her cunt countless times in a frenzy while the teenager’s was pressed against a wall, which sooner of later succumbed under the intense, countless blows. The princess coughed pints of blood, painting the Queen red, but nothing disturbed or startled the savage woman, who proceeded to grab her falling body by the hair, lift her up and crush her like a boxing bag.

The hours had become seconds and the second had become an eternity. Time itself was beaten as Diane was brutally, savagely, bestially wrecked and destroyed by that potent lady, who hadn’t even begun to sweat when she realized the punishment had been fitting enough. “I bet you never forget who destroyed you!” She lifted the woman in the air, showing her quasi-corpse to all the servants who still had the guts to witness the massacre. “Lest you want your body used as a wrecking ball again!”

There was no dignity left in Diana that night. From ten in the morning to ten in the night of the following day, she had been crushed with such relentlessness that she never knew when one blow ended and ten others began. Her face was bloodied and disfigured once the Queen was done to her, and her body was one giant purple mass of bruises which must have horrified and scared the servants.

She was left laying on her own blood, which kept pouring in pints from her nose, her mouth, her eyes, her ears, her nipples, her cunt, and her anus. Shapes of fists were engraved in her skin, and some of her muscles were deformed to such an extent that it took them a whole year to get back into shape. The princess whimpered and yelped, still miraculously alive, and when the Queen dropped her on the ground, she felt as if the entire Earth had been thrown against her back: *booom!!*

It took Diane a whole year to heal from her wounds and walk again like a normal Amazon. When the Queen said she was never going to forget that beating, she meant it; there were times when Diane woke up screaming in the Tower of Might, startling her superhero companions:

“Wondrous Woman, what’s going on? What’s happening, Diane, tell us!” And they were all shocked when they saw the princess curling in a fetal position and crying, openly panting as she actually felt the punches and the kicks and the mighty, cruel blows all over again, with even the vivid suffocation of her body being crushed against the walls and beaten to near-death.

“B-b-by g-g-gods!!” At those times, she sounded like a child again. “M-m-mercy, ma’am!! H-have m-mercy!!”

Diane loved a good beating, but that had gone well over the edge. «You’ve nearly broken my spirit, you whore!» She looked up to the woman on the tall platform and felt the rage taking over her every nerve and muscle. «I couldn’t sleep well for years! Fucking years! You made me wet myself in the middle of the night!» Unbeknownst to her, her fury was making her muscles grow and the Lasso be stretched to its limits. «I will fucking end you!!» Diane’s eyes were almost glazing. «I will fucking teach you your rightfully place and make you suffer for what you did to me!!»

A lazy girl before that event, Diane began to assiduously exercise as soon as she got to her feet again. Rarely had she ever hit the gym or wrestle with other Amazons, preferring instead to spend her time idling, swimming, running around on forest, or just slacking off with her friends and lovers. After that beating, thought, it was like a new woman had been born—a much more brutal, relentless woman, and one filled with endless amounts of rage.

“Diane, you need to cool off.” Her teammates sometimes warned her, scared by how vicious she could be in a fight. There were times when Diane hurled entire buildings atop of villains and foes, or other times when she turned big, muscular villains into punching bags even well after they were crying for mercy.

Liking it or not, the Queen of the Amazons had instilled in her princess a taste for sadism, and now that Amazon was about to unleash everything she’d learned on her many years of training and super heroism.

Diane stood in the middle of the Arena, looking up smugly to her Queen. She couldn’t see the woman properly in the middle of all that golden glow that emanated from her body. The youth’s heart was beating quickly, her legs relaxing and involuntarily spreading next to the perfection she was about to see.

Diane might have been a demigoddess… but so was the Queen! The princess could have wandered around freely in those isles like they were her personal harem—and, to a degree, they were—, but privileges ended wherever the Queen could be found: not only was the matriarch also a daughter of Zeus, but many wondered whether the “purity” of her blood was superior to Diane—after all, the sex between a god and a human, as was in Diane’s case, tends to produce lower-ranking offspring than between a god… and a demigoddess!

No one knew who the Queen’s mother was, but many suspected it was some demigoddess like Diane herself. The way the Queen shone and moved, the power in every single muscle, the rumbling of her voice, and just overall her sheer massiveness betrayed a superior bloodline that Diane could only dream with.

Therefore, even though the princess had been training for years to become the mightiest woman alive; even though she had saved the Earth countless times and beaten the ever-living crap out of the most powerful, muscular, virile warlords in the universe; even though she had trained and gained enough muscle mass to be able to punch through a fucking mountain… she was nervous. For the first time since she’s got the beating of her life, Diane was unsure of herself.

Her eyes adjusted to the shine and finally they saw the massive woman. «Fuck!» Standing at eight feet and seven inches, the Queen was just as mighty, busty, and muscular as she’d ever been. Her abs glistened with twelve mighty, swollen muscles under her tank top. Her breasts made rumbling sounds, like iron bars being bent, and were so hard there was barely any jiggle to them.

The super female looked down upon the teenager, smirking like the arrogant cougar she was. Though she clearly saw the princess was bigger, thicker, and stronger, her 22-year-old ass couldn’t compare to her own. The Queen “looked” forty, but even saying that might be dishonest; her skin was perfect and her face was more arousing than Diane’s herself.

The mighty Queen didn’t go to the trouble of flexing her muscles and showing off to the princess. She knew she didn’t have too. Already unflexed, her ass was far mightier, fuller, and harder than the 22-year-old’s. There wasn’t even a comparison to be made between the two Alpha females: if one of them was a puma, the other was a lioness bathed in the blood of a fresh battle. There was a sense of seriousness, a “life-or-death” aura hovering on the arena; an omen saying that whatever arousal they once felt for the princess could now be discarded, and whatever lightheartedness there had been in that situation should be promptly forgotten.

The Queen had arrived, so they better stop fucking around… or else.

“My liege.” Diane slowly bowed, avoiding any irony or sarcasm in the voice. There was a long silence between the Alpha females, during which Diane knew she was being inspected.

“My, oh, my.” The powerful lioness purred. “How big you’ve grown, child, since you last abandoned us.”

“I haven’t…”

“Silence.” And, to everyone’s shock, the princess shut up and bowed again.

She was cursing herself in her head for being so weak-minded, but she hadn’t still adjusted herself to the presence of the Queen. It had been, after all, such long time!

“Now, Diane, what are we supposed to do with you?” The Queen shook her head in disappointment, knowing it was all theatrics. “You’ve abandoned Temiskira. You joined the mortals in their fancy, foolish petty squabbles. You got entangled with a male! You betrayed your kind and spit in the face of the gods! What, oh, child, did you expect by coming back here?”

This time, Diane wasn’t afraid when she looked up: “to fight you.” All the air was sucked out of the hundreds who heard her. “I didn’t come back here to ask for forgiveness. I came here to take your crown off your head—with my bloodied fists, if necessary.” She then flexed her muscles, ready to show off how much she had grown. “Don’t bother with any judgement. I ain’t here to be judged.” The Lasso was stretched, and her muscles had only now begun to truly grow! “I’m not in the mood to hearing your bitch voice. I’m here to kick your fucking ass!”

Everyone watched in awe as Diane did the unthinkable, growing her body until the Lasso was nearly torn off—“everyone,” of course, expect the mighty Queen, who watched the whole spectacle unfazed. “Bring it on… bitch.” She smirked, seeing the princess transform into a raging beast of pure muscle, power, and fertility!

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A super muscular stud fucks his woman through a mountain

The male arrived at one of the valley’s walls, pressing her body against the rock.

‘Whore!’ And he thrust in her with even greater savagery. ‘Wake up, you cunt!!’

‘Aaaaheee!!!’ She screamed atop of her lungs! Her mouth opened so wide her jaw seemed close to breaking! ‘Aaaaaheee!!!’

Placing his feet firmer on the ground, the super-male crushed her pussy with all the might his massive, muscular glutes allowed.

Boom-boom-boom-boom-booom…!! At every second, he crammed eleven inches of his dong ten times inside the woman.

Craaarrsssh!! It was enough to open rifts on the rock and make the wall slowly split open in two for their bodies.

‘Aaaaaheee!!’ The female felt her back bleed as that male crushed her so hard against the wall.

Her muscles were tested beyond their limits. She was sinking in the stone… and fainting once at every minute!

‘Aaahaee… aaheee!!!’

The super-male never stopped pounding her with atomic strength: boom-booom-booom-boom-booom-boooomm-booom…!! The cracks grew across the wall, taking over the entire valley.

Craaaaarrssh!!! Giant boulders fell around them. Craaarsshh!! The woman’s body sank deep into the wall.

That male fucked her so hard she felt her organs being rearranged around her waist, with her stomach, guts, and liver all climbing up her throat.

‘Aaaaaheee…!!’ Her eyes swirled madly. ‘Aaa-aaaaheeee…!!!’

Feeling blasts all over her skull, the female was pushed deeper into a coma while that male sank her body over two feet inside that wall!

Not only quicker, the male was also fucking her much harder!

‘Your cervix, bitch… nooow!!’

‘Aaaaaheee!!!’

Twelves inches of prick travelled deep inside that cunt, crushing her cervix with astounding ease.

The pleasure explosion was enough to rescue her from a coma and turn her cunt into a fountain of female nectar: ssbliiiiirrsshh, bliiiirrsssh, bliiiiiirrsshh…!!

Her eyes sank deeper and rolled frenzidly in her sockets, busting her tear ducts.

‘Aaahh…!!!’

Her body sank deeper and deeper in the wall. Boom-boom, baaaam, baaaamm!! The male’s body turned that surface to dust.

‘Aaaaheee!!!’

He extracted pints of orgasms from her cunt with the ease of turning a tap.

«God…!!» Her mind exploded. «God…!!!»

Crraaassssh, blooom, boooom!!! They were both six feet into the mountain wall!! The male was literally drilling her body into the mountain with the power of his thrusts.

‘Ooooaarrrrhh!!’

‘Aaaaaaheeee…!!’

Thirteen inches… fourteen inches!… fifteen inches of cock inside that bitch!… and that was still nothing to him!

‘Aaaaheee!!! Aaaaarrhh!!’

There was a thick, white mist inside that crack; it was the steam coming out of the super-male’s body, which burned with the same energy as five thousand bulls in heat.

‘Brrooooomm!!!’ Like a horse, the male started to neigh and grow. ‘Boooom-bruuuhuur-uuurhh!!’

She could feel the whole mountain tumbling down with the power of that stud.

Cracks opened up on the valley’s ground, making thousands of gallons of spunk leak. The walls unraveled, creating dangerous landslides all around the mountain.

Thousands of trees were swept away, and whole sections of the mountain range were leveled by the rifts that just kept sprawling and expanding all over the place.

Brrruuuumm!! Brruuuuuumm!! Bruuuuuuumm!! Vanessa and her male were already twenty feet inside the rock, which turned to dust around them. The man fucked her so much and so hard he was literally building a tunnel with her body on the mountain.

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Two muscle goddesses DESTROY THE WORLD with the power of their superhuman FUCKING!

“Aren’t these orgasms enough for you already?” Apparently they were, for the princess was once again moaning and howling to the moon. “Alright, then!” The Queen firmed her fingers. “I’ll give you all the orgasms you demanded!” She slapped her enormous bum. “I see you can take it, big girl!”

“FUUUUCK!! STOP FUCKING TALKING AND MAKE ME CUUUUUM-OOOOOHH!!!” Just as the princess screamed, her body was frozen under a million orgasms per second and counting. By the way the Queen annihilated her cunt, that milestone had not only been reached, but thrashed with ease, the numbers of orgasms blasting through one and half million per second, and then some!

The princess sank her fists on the ground and crushed it. The stone turned to dust under her mighty grip, and her scream literally split the skies. “FUUUCK!! SO GOOD!!” She screamed so many times the Queen’s ears began to hurt, and she massacred that cunt until her fingers were bruised and her bones about to crack.

“By the gods, you’re almost literally made of iron!” The oceans of squirt splashed on her face, almost washing her body away. “Fucking… die, you fucking cunt!!”

But Diane, amidst that delirious deluge of orgasms, calmly lifted her head and stared at her queen, flaunting a calm, placid smile in her face. “Is this really all… FUCK!!!… that you can do??!”

Diane then flipped her body on the Queen, who screamed as she felt her own cunt pierced by the princess’s fingers. Diane gave her a wicked smile, and the Queen had no doubt that she was going to thrash her cunt even more mercilessly than he had thrashed hers.

“Please, Diane!” The Queen rolled her eyes and spread her legs. “P-p-please!!”

Diane masturbated her. The orgasms were immediate. The Queen screamed and jumped on the ground, cracking it with her massive body, making them both sink gradually deeper into the wide, sprawling crater. Just as Diane had suffered and withered under millions of orgasms, so was the Queen about to suffer the same fate now—a million orgasms per second and counting, the mighty princess easily and quickly beating her in her own game, using her own technique so masterfully and perfectly against her!

“You fucking…!!” The Queen tried to scream, but she was losing her fucking mind in the process! “Oh, you fucking…!!” Her voice was then silenced for good, taken by so many orgasms that her whole body became as stiff as iron.

The orgasms multiplied, making her sight blur and blank. She was seeing millions of lightning bolts in front of her, and her insides really seemed like they were burning under a lightning storm.

The Queen screamed, ailed, and despaired, and her cunt soon outpaced Diane’s own in the size and strength of its loads—not that it made a great difference at that point, as both goddesses were cumming so hard that the entire island was leaking with their juices.

“GAAAWD!! OH, GOD!!!” Diane screamed, still torturing that cunt with as many orgasms as possible.

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!!” The Queen found some strength to counter-attack the muscled goddess and, uninhibited by her superior power, crammed her finger into her cunt, striking her with just as many orgasms.

Both bitches came, both bitches screamed, and their bodies jumped and quivered so hard that the island quickly unraveled. They felt the ocean waters crashing against their bodies, with thousands of masses of stone falling in all directions, some of them hitting their backs and crashing over their muscles—which were too hard to even notice a thing.

“Fuck yeah, fuck yeah!!” The Queen panted, surprisingly calm amidst those tortuous orgasms. “FUCK YEAH, BITCH!!!” An explosion. A burst of light. Diane was briefly blinded as a sun seemed to have exploded in her face, and then she felt her body pushed and crushed under the waters, hurled by a growing mass as hard as steel. «Fuck!» She knew what it was all about. «She’s growing!» Her body trembled in excitement. «She’s fucking bulking!»

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Two goddesses of destruction fight and wrestle until their very isles sink underwater! A BLOODY, BRUTAL tale of CUM and PAIN!

Diane was a generous demigoddess: while the Queen serviced herself on the princess’s neck, she squeezed her cooch and sank her fingers slowly inside the Queen’s, fondling it with enough power to soon have the royal moaning in her ears.

Not one to be left behind, though, the Queen quickly came down to explore Diane’s back, squeezing her buttocks, spreading them apart, and piercing her anus with three fingers. “Oh, yeah, baaaby!!” The princess rolled her eyes and moaned. “Fuck!! Shit!! Fuck my ass so gooooood!!”

“You don’t know how good I’m gonna give ya!” The Queen surprised Diane by fingering her cunt with her other hand, doubly-stimulating her until the Princess nearly lost control of her movements.

“Fuck!” She smiled with her eyes closed, and then she kissed the Queen’s face as if paying her tribute, thanking her for those masterful strokes. “Wow, you’re good!” Bouts of pleasure made her muscles shake and harden. “Fuck!! Wow!! Oh, by the gods!!” The fire grew. “By!! The gods!!”

The Queen smiled, upping the pace of her double-masturbation. “You can stop fingering me, if you want.” She kissed the princess’s neck, adding a new layer a pleasure to her orgasms. “You pay me back later.”

“Oh, god!!” Diane was too proud to let go off her so quickly, but… damn! If that pleasure wasn’t incredible! “By the gods, you’re good!!”

“It’s time for you to learn what really made me a Queen.” She licked Diane’s neck. “Relax, my darling, and… enjoy the ride.” She picked up both the pace and the strength of her fingering.

“FUCK…!!” All the air was sucked out of her breast. She heard the squishing sounds of her cunt and anus being stimulated while the Queen licked her nape and sucked her breasts, sometime slurping around her armpits, tasting her sweat and cleaning her body like a cat.

“You’re so tasty!” The Queen paid special attention to her armpits, sucking all the sweat and blood on them before laying her mouth on the princess’s breast and suckling on it not like a toddler, but as a thirsty calf.

Diane was moaning loudly, and eventually she was howling to the moon, barely believing the scorching intensity of the fire that consumed her. «This is seriously… aah!!» She wiggled her waist, twerking reflexively as the masturbation overtook her senses. She was crying and panting, hugging the Queen harder and sinking her teeth on her shoulder, taking a massive bite of her muscles.

“Harder.” The Queen commanded, making her motions so much more relentless. The princess bit her harder until she felt her teeth caving into her skin. “Harder.” The Queen ordered again, torturing her with yet stronger, more merciless motions, prying her pussy and making it drool on the ground while the princess puffed and moaned:

“Fuck… you bitch!!” She bit the Queen with outstanding force, sinking her teeth on her muscles, feeling the blood pour into her mouth and slide down on the Queen’s back. “Fuck!!” She bit harder, realizing she was on the edge of a massive…

“Orgasm, my dear? Okay.” The Queen smiled. “How many orgasms do you want?” She was already cumming, of course, but the type of orgasms the Queen referred to was much stronger than those run-of-the-mill ones the princess was having.

The young woman bit her harder, drinking from her blood, all while quivering and shaking much stronger on the ground, making its cracks grow and multiply. The Queen fingered her harder, drawing panting, gasping moans from the bitch.

“Fuck!! Oh, gods!! Hera!!” She asked for divine help, but none would come. “Oh, Hera, please!!” The squishing sounds on her cunt were ferocious when the Queen repeated her question:

“How many orgasms? Just say a number and I’ll deliver it to you.”

Diane laughed. “Are you, cunt? Then fine. A million orgasms, that’s what I want!”

“A million? Pff!” The queen scoffed. “Are you sure that’s all you can t-?”

“Shut up, bitch! I didn’t say a million orgasms in total!” She bit the Queen’s earlobes before laying in her ears her utmost desire: “I meant a million orgasms… per second!” The Queen raised one eyebrow. “Oh. Now we’re talking.” She gently nodded, sucking the princess’s neck. “Fine. A million orgasms per second it is.”

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Blood and brutality! The harder these two MASSIVE, HYPER VIRILE Amazons pummel each other with their fists… the harder they CUM!

Gallons of squirt burst from her cunt as gallons more of milk were gulped by the titan. Their bodies were soon moving in unison, two lovers dancing as the orgasms overtook their bodies simultaneously: one rider, another ridden, both squirming sensuously on the ground as they felt each other like one.

Then, Diane felt a shock in her stomach. «What…?!» Just as she began to look down, her belly and her abs burned like she was holding an explosion in her belly, and then she felt her muscles crushed by the Queen’s mighty fist.

The princess puked blood, showering the blonde’s face as her body was thrown up in the air and crashed down hard many feet away from the Queen.

The blond goddess tried to stand up, but the orgasms were still too many. Concomitantly, Diane stood, puking more blood on the ground.

“Damn! That was one hell of a punch!” She shut one nostril with a finger and sneezed blood through the other one. “You must really love having your ass handed to ya, huh?” She leapt forward, cutting the distance between herself and the Queen in one fraction of a second. Something, however, was very different about the Queen—and Diane only realized that in the very last possible moment.

«Oh, fuck!» As her right fist was heading to the Queen’s head, the matriarch raised her arms and blocked the blow—her bones now totally healed.

*Booom!!* A shockwave sent debris flying hundreds of feet away, and the cracks multiplied around the goddesses as the Queen immediately counter-attacked with a mighty punch on the princess’s face, sending the youth flying to the plateau’s massive walls. When she crashed into the rock, the entire island trembled. *Booom!!* Boulders fell all around while the Queen struck her first offensive: with another shockwave, her massive, muscular body flew like a lightning bolt into the cracked spot on the plateau, throwing punches on the princess’s body. Diane, however, still in control of all her muscles and her senses, was able to block those blows and counter-attack them with blows of her own.

The two goddesses traded blows for several minutes, shattering trees on the forest around them and creating massive craters and cracks on the rocky ground. The Queen grabbed Diane’s black hair and pulled her face towards a fist, which drew blood from her nose. Diane attacked with a blow to the Queen’s neck, suffocating her and leaving her open for attack.

Diane threw hundreds of punches on her torso, half of which landed, half of which were blocked, while the Queen three hundreds of punches on Diane’s torso, crushing her breasts and panting herself with the woman’s milk and blood. Both goddesses battled until an arena of about a kilometer wide had been completely cleared—only cracked rocks and giant boulders were to be found in the desolate arena around them, soon to be further shattered by the goddesses’ flying and fighting spirits. Diane bearhugged the Queen midair and hurled her down against a large boulder, splitting the massive stone into dust and pebbles. The Queen grabbed Diane’s legs and hammered her on the ground, swinging her back and forth, and creating two large craters where the princess landed. Diane grabbed the Queen’s golden locks and swung her hard, throwing her again at the plateau’s wall. With lightning sparks in her eyes, she flew after the body and punched it before it even crashed on the wall, increasing the power of the impact a thousand-fold.

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Two superwomen fuck like mad breeding goddesses!

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 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 Brazilian giantess makes an American blonde squirt gallons with her massive, powerful muscles! [FREE PAGES]

I could feel the electricity bursting from her cunt at about a dozen times per second; she was feeling orgasms at the pace of her electrical signals in her body; the massive loads of orgasms were long and torturing; some took dozens of seconds, some took well over minutes, but all of them made her feel like she was dying and closer to heaven (or hell), and all made her body feel burning and her muscle fibers tearing up under the unbelievable stress.

As an inevitable physical reaction, all her holes starting pouring hot juices all the time: her tits splashed milk on my face and my own bosom as her gaping cunt hosed gallons of nectar on the grass, building a river which soon loudly flowed down the hills, creating ponds on the forest around us.

Her body was either seized by electrical orgasms or thrashing around in pure agony. As she hugged my massive, muscular back again, she clung to me like a sloth on a tree branch, and then she started shaking while her nails pierced my back deeper, drawing blood and tearing my skin apart.

The pain only made me more ravenous and merciless. Kissing her nape and her neck very slowly all the way down to her tits, I struck her with multiple orgasms at every kiss while the most massive orgasms kept raging on her cunt. “Thirty.” I counted them in between kisses. “Thirty-one. Thirty-two.”

PLEEEEASE!!!” She despaired. “STOOOOPP!!!” She was crying and even snorting as I readied another nerve-shattering orgasm in her cunt; her current orgasms diminished just a little while my fingers stimulated several new spots in her, activating massive central nerves which I pushed and made explode with electricity.

FUUUUUCK!!!” The tears started raining from her face as I felt literal sparks on my finger in her cunt. The divine flood that poured from her was both jaw-dropping and comical.

“Thirty-three.” I counted, adding smaller multiple orgasms to that massive, God of Orgasms with my kisses down her tits. “Thirty-four. Thirty-five. Thirty-six and thirty-seven.” Sometimes, new waves of orgasms appeared on her body without my knowledge or control. “Thirty-eight. Thirty-nine.”

My girl stopped screaming and spent a long, five-minute session just staring red-eyed at the sky. Seventy-four massive, tissue-tearing orgasms seemed to strike her, building up to a hundred and eleven massive waves of orgasms in total. «A good warm-up,» I thought while gazing upon her tits.

As I ate them, I counted the smaller multiple orgasms multiplying in her body: «a hundred and twelve… thirteen… fourteen-fifteen-sixteen… eighteen… twenty-two…» One could literally see the waves of electricity rippling through her body from the orgasmic focal points I created. In that left tit which I sucked, for example, the literal waves of energy burst from her sore nipples, which hosed so much milk in me I literally coughed and expelled a some of it back through my nose. «Holy shit, you fucking cow!»

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A Brazilian Amazon rips the clothes off her body just with the POWER of her muscles and crushes a literal BOULDER on her thighs! [FREE PAGES!]

From her spread out legs came a steamy squirt. The thread of nectar splashed on my legs and bathed them in woman cum. I smiled as I flexed my guns and showed her the sheer power and hardness of my biceps; a leathery, stretching sound came from them, like two thick belts being twisted to a ripping point. The labyrinth of veins and arteries that covered them could hardly be described; my guns swelled to enormous proportions while she could literally see, from the distance, the pints of blood being pumped in my arms, giving them the strength of a goddess.

“C-can you crush a boulder with those legs?” She asked me, her tongue dripping with desire. I looked down at her body and genuinely admired her. She was like a supermodel, if supermodels had boulder-crushing thighs and asses of a Brazilian goddess.

She was a blonde Barbie girl from a perfect American lineage, daughter of a massive, rich Alpha stud and a drop-dead supermodel, but she had also inherited an ass and legs able to rival my own.

“I bet you could.” I snapped back, and she replied by loudly flexing her own, fair-skinned legs. I could see the hundreds of fibers hardening and her Greek-column thighs swelling to obscene proportions. “Damn, girl!” I commented while also flexing my abs. “You’re a mare!” And she giggled, feeling the ground shake around us.

There was an earthquake going on in those hills while we showed each other our muscles. Per my friend, the stud of her farm was plowing relentlessly through his two hundred mares, fecundating them with his seed and guaranteeing new, healthy breeds of strong horses to her parents.

I doubted the validity of her claims, however, as I heard and felt the powerful rumbles and quakes of the land; the barn was still a mile away, yet I could feel the action as if it was happening right by my side.

Sometimes, the quakes and the booms were strong enough to steal our attention. Her body lightly moved on the ground whenever the stud seemed to be particularly active up there, though this could have also been explained by her sheer arousal for me.

As my blonde girl felt the energy rush through her legs, her incredibly swollen and hardened pussy expelled more thick juices of cum on my body. Every time she squirted, she did so loud and messily, with brothy juices squishing out of her cunt.

My abs burned, hit by that awesome juice. My lips drew the most beautiful of smiles as I looked down and saw my body dripping with her nectar, the sheer testament of a woman’s fertility coating my skin.

I flexed my six-pack and enraptured her gaze. Powerful veins sprawled through my neck as my six muscles throbbed and bulged obscenely, and then two new more muscles were added to the pack right above my pussy, the sheer power creating an aura around my body.

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A giant muscle priest DESTROYS a sexy Amazon giantess with his 24-inch-long horse cock [12 FREE PAGES!]

“Fuck… how?!…” She shook her head. “How big is your tongue?”

He casually replied:

“Twelve inches.” And then stuck the whole monster out for her to see.

Her jaw dropped and her knees trembled. She spread her legs open, a little unconscious of the act, and gazed upon the massive, dripping, throbbing member, which was almost as large as her husband’s hard cock. That monster was unbelievable.

“Use it!” She begged, opening her legs and pulling up her panties. The cloth sank in her cunt and her engorged labia popped through its sides. She was dripping with desire, and a very small puddle had already started to form between her feet. “Use that fucking man-meat on me!”

The priest grabbed her again, sinking his mouth on her lustful tits. “Oow!!” She wailed, wrapping her massive, melon-crushing legs around that bull’s hips. As the man sucked and splurged on her planet-sized gazongas, she had a nasty idea: conjuring up all the might she had in her body, she closed her legs on that bull and squeezed his hips. Such was her strength that soon her own bones were creaking –she had been proven to literally shatter boulders with her thigh grip in her teenage years.

Still, that monster just kept sucking on her tits like it was nothing to him. She was both aroused and disheartened. Was she really so helpless next to that living, breathing man-bull?!

“Fuck… ooh!!… you!!” She came and creamed herself as the monster worked her tits like four different studs at once. Her pussy secreted juices in his clothes, which were all stained with girl cum and his own jizz. She was crazy fertile, with her womb heating up to a bowling point and her mammalian glands producing enough milk to feed a tribe’s worth of children.

Eventually, milk started sloshing out of her nipples, feeding that bull like she was just one dairy cow for his personal use. “Aaaw!!” As she felt her feminine liquids being sucked out of her, the monster’s cheeks bloated with him filling up his mouth and gulping cupfulls of her motherly essence.

The monster was filling his own stomach with milk just the same way he had filled her with his. The difference, of course, is that her milk could never be as hot or thick as his.

“Fuck me…!! Oh!! Fuck me, you’re good!!” She grinded her cunt on his hips as it kept expelling rivulets of juices all over him. With his lips dripping with her milk, the giant complimented her:

“Your milk is rich and creamy. You’d feed strong babies with that powerful woman lotion, my mare.” She felt her ovaries producing countless eggs with that sexy-talk. A part of her even knew those weren’t just idle words.

“What do you mean, daddy?” She asked, and the hung bull placed his hands on her warm, strong belly.

“I’m saying, my mare, that I’m going to breed you with strong babies, and you’re going to deliver child after child to me until you’re old and cranky and of no more use to my mighty rod.” He stepped back, still towering over her like no man ever could. “You might have a husband, but I’ll be your breeder. You won’t even need to worry about his seed, because no other male seed can compete with mine.” He smirked. “If I nut on a woman, whatever other lesser seed you have in your body will be stifled by mine. That’s a feat impossible in any male biology other than my own. Now, my mighty cow,” he bucked his belt, “fill up your stomach with your bull’s milk.”

Her lips were trembling when she said: “but I’ve already…” *slap!* This time, the bull hit her with his belt! Not a whip, per se, but a powerful blow to mark her chin.

The man’s pants remained firmly on his body, proving the belt was merely an aesthetic choice. He was so swollen with muscles that all his clothes seemed to glue on his skin, highlighting the mountains and valley his bodybuilder physique proudly espoused.

Still shaking and squeezing her cunt between her legs, she dared to make a demand:

“Let me see your body first, stud.” She consumed him with her eyes. “I want to see what I’m dealing with.” To her surprise, the man simply popped one button of his shirt, then the other, slowly revealing to her his massive, titanic torso. “Oh… fuck.” Her eyes got bigger, wider, shinier. “FUCK!”

Words could not make justice to the obscenity of muscles and virility that bull was. Five huge, heavy bodybuilders wouldn’t match that human-stallion even if they’d spent their entire lives on the gym. The monster cast his shirt off and let his shinny, sweaty physique do all the talking. The poor woman’s mind blanked for a while, never before having seen such an impeccably crafted mountain of man.

“You’re… a fucking… bull.” Her tongue and lips said on their own, like this was the natural, inevitable reaction that body would draw from any lady. The massive pecs of that stud could make another man each with their vast mounds of flesh and strength. The abs of that creature displayed twelve massive, ripped, swollen muscles, and fat droplets of sweat ran along its many sulks and valleys, inviting any tongue to follow them. The arms of that bull were almost as big as her large legs –and she had tree logs for legs! The guy’s neck was as thick as her waist. His powerful hips almost double hers.

Inevitably, her eyes were pulled down to that guy’s crotch, called for by the gravitational waist of the monster member she sported between the legs. Always with an arrogant smirk in his huge face, the monster growled:

“Now pull down your bull’s pants, my wonderful whore, and work my cock again. I will unload my seed in your stomach, then fuck the everlasting shit out of you until the walls of this room crack and crumble.” He snapped his fingers. “Begin!”

She immediately knelt before him –or rather, her body just fell on its knees, mesmerized by the magnificence of that human bull before her—and put her finger into his pants, pulling it down with great difficulty. All the time she kissed and worshipped that bull’s mighty muscles, coating them with her saliva as her voracious kisses and suctions couldn’t get enough of his flesh.

The man had managed to curl his serpent back into his massive white trousers after their first throat-fucking, yet the creature was more visible then ever in his crotch. She needed a whole minute to pull the pants lower than that guy’s genitalia, but once she got a sight of his manhood, all the effort was more than worth it.

“God!!” She planted kisses on that monstrous mass of meat. The man’s serpent folded unto itself at least twice; a veritably humongous piece of manhood that would easily surpass the massive endowment of three other hung studs. She grabbed those boxes and pulled them down. *boom!!* Her face was once again punched by the stud’s virile rod.

“Fuck!!” Her eyes couldn’t stop shining as the gigantic elephant trunk unfolded and flopped before her face, inviting her hungry tongue to many countless voracious slurps. The sixteen-inch soft manhood drooled with her saliva as it dangled well below the man’s knees, throbbing as the many veins transported gallons of blood to it and made it slowly engorge.

She used both her hands to work that magnificent man-mast up, yet it wasn’t enough. Repeating the massacre from before, like she hadn’t learned her lesson, she quickly placed her hard, lactating tits on that pole and moved them up and down, stroking it now with her breasts and her hands to try and cover a good portion of it.

The man was so massive that she even had to use her thighs to stroke the tip of that dangling cock, which was easily thicker than two fists or the hoof of a fucking horse. As she relentlessly worked up that monster, she looked at his balls and came. Her labia shivered and her pussy hardened, expelling a long coating of juices on the floor.

Oooh!!!

The sight of his testicles alone sufficed to drive her over the edge. They were huge. Those perfectly oval spheres swelled bigger than two pineapples, pumping new gallons of seed into the mighty, engorged sack. It was possible to see all the fat, thick jizz sloshing inside them, moving in the vesicles and ducts as they engorged, overfilled with such virile man juice.

Jerking that guy off with her whole body, she put her hands on those massive jewels and tried to lift them up, making her biceps bulge as she felt even her might couldn’t easily move the balls around. Looking up to her stud, she praised him:

“You have the balls of a bull!”

“Shut up, bitch! A bull is much smaller than me.”

He was right. She’d been on many farms in her life, and no stallion or bull ever had testicles so bloated and hard as his. Her mouth was crazy on that man’s pole, slobbing it up with cupfulls of saliva, making the monster drip all over the floor as her pussy contracted several times and her body was raked with orgasm after orgasm just by servicing that stallion-sized thick manhood.

Eventually, her body was knocked back on the ground by both her orgasms and the engorging dick, which had finally taken notice of her vigorous masturbation.

Uuurhh!!” The monster gave a long roar while his panting female expelled pellets of girl-jizz through her cunt. She screamed and flailed around, feeling orgasms even her husband could never give her with his whole body and mighty: “aaarhh!! Aaaaahh!! AAAHHH!!!” Her clit shivered like a rattlesnake’s tail and her hardened cunt expelled a huge load of juices on the man’s abs, splashing loudly all over his muscles. *spliiiisshh!!*

The bull smiled as he moved closer to his bitch.

“Time to eat, my little girl.” And he grabbed her hair and pulled her body up against his cock, which was so hard it stood vertically, slapping itself against his 12-pack. Seeing that veritable monstrosity of muscle and veins, she panted and squirted again, just to have her quivering mouth unceremoniously crammed against the enormous helmet of that mountain-drilling rod.

It was thick. Inconceivably so. Even though the monster had managed to cram that absurdity in her mouth just minutes ago, her body had still not gotten used to that large Coke-bottle girth of manhood! Taken length and volume into account, the guy easily had more cock than eight hung studs –or two well-endowed horses.

Like she was a sheet of paper, he lifted her body up, almost turning her legs upside down, and forced his helmet against her mouth. There was a coarse, rumbling sound as her jaw barely made the cut, dislodging itself monstrously to give space for that… thing!

Goorh!!” She panted, and her cunt shot out loads of juice up to the ceiling. Her girl cum rained back on the monster’s head. He seemed very pleased with her arousal.

“My beautiful mare!” He slapped her tits as her body was forced deeper and deeper into that rod, prompting in her an urgent, almost live-saving desire to suck her way into that rod.

The sixteen-incher had swollen to its mind-melting twenty-four inches of male perfection as she sucked it with all her Amazon will. Drools of saliva and girl juice poured down the rod as her body descended on it, her throat being stretched to inhumane proportions as the cock-head spewed rivulets of precum inside her. A single nut of his fore-jizz was superior to the full loads of fifty men! Soon, she found herself filling her stomach with man lubes as the pressure on her head only increased; the man violently shoving her into his prick, appreciating the skilled massages she made along his titanic pole with her throat contractions and powerful lung suctions.

“Oh, you fucking mare, you’ve got the lungs of a horse!” He roared, repositioning his massive feet on the ground to have some balance. “Amazing!! Keep sucking like that until my jizz flows out of my shaft!” She didn’t quite understand that expression at first, but played along with it, sucking and sucking and power-fucking-sucking until the man’s massive balls reacted with violent contractions.

Those huge spheres jumped up and down his sack while all her slobber dripped and built puddles between his legs and her knees. With her hands pumping that massive shaft, sprinkling saliva and goo everywhere, she felt the prick engorging (even more!!) and something incredibly hot, frankly scorching flowing all the way up from the base to the head.

“Keep sucking! God, it’s flowing!” The man commanded, his eyes rolling with pure pleasure. She panted and came as she felt herself giving immense pleasure to that human stud. A few seconds later, she realized what the man had meant by ‘flowing’

«God!!» Her mind raced and her eyes doubled in size as she felt, deep in her throat, the man’s cum leave the tip of the cockhead with its burning heat and frosty, creamy thickness, sloshing down to her stomach like slow, but copious river of spunk. He wasn’t cumming, but still… he was cumming?? How was that possible?! “I’m sucking him just like a straw!” She realized, seeing all the engorged cock before her, thicker than both her hands could ever envelop. “I am draining this guy’s juices straight from the source!” Looking up to the massive titan, she saw his incredible muscles rippling with the waves of pleasure she gave him, his own body experiencing one long, massive string of multiple orgasms. Every time she sucked him, she could spot the spunk being drained from that horse’s balls –and then immediately replenished with their powerful throbs. She felt a new power burning in her heart; a might that elevated her far beyond any sexual feats of mere mortals; one which could finally give her some upper hand on that arrogant, stud-y asshole.

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