MISS MUSCLE MEETS A LETHAL FAN

MISS MUSCLE MEETS A LETHAL FAN

By CALIBAN3000 and BOB CASHMAN

Chapter One: A good milking______________________________________

Kate Spencer smiled to herself. Summer vacation had arrived. Billy was away at camp and her husband Peter was working. She was lounging on a recline chair, baking in her bikini in the sun, relaxed. She was only a middle aged scholar teacher enjoying of free time, far of students, exams...and far of criminals trying to grab her huge boobs, to pierce her chiseled crotch, to drug her perfect, muscular physique. Because behind that middle aged, feminine body hid the greatest, famous superheroine of Alpha City, Miss Muscle, the Golden Goddess of Justice.

Suddenly, she heard a bulletin on the local radio station. "This just in. A man, dressed in a Lab coat, had taken hostages in the National State Bank, menacing to blow up the building...unless Miss Muscle appears..."

"Oh, Great!.-Muttered Kate with boredom.-"Another lunatic that want to stare and touch my breasts!!! Well guy. You will regret to have bothered me in my free time. Your desire will be true. This is a job for Miss Muscle,".-Thought Kate. Looking around her garden, Kate focused her mind in a new physical appearance, a muscular, voluptuous, blonde 7 feet amazon, plenty of power and sensuality.

"By the Might of Muscle!".-Said Kate with confident. Immediately, her thin body bathed in a warm aura of golden light and she felt as she becoming taller, stronger and sexier, as every cell of her body was fed by the Golden Energy from her growing breasts. Taller, muscular, voluptuous...The normal body of Kate grew and grew, rendering her red bikini, being replaced by a golden one. Seconds later, Kate Spencer-Johnson had disappeared, transformed in the blonde Justice Valkyrie called Miss Muscle.

She quickly flew skyward and within moments, she landed on her bare feet in front of the main gate of the bank. Behind her, a murmur of astound murmurs raised from the policemen and bystanders, beyond the police line. The incredible Miss Muscle had arrived. With confident strides of her sculptural, sexy legs, the amazing amazon approached to the door, opening it with ease. "Well, guy. Miss Muscle is here...".-Yelled the blonde heroine, walking to the centre of the hall.-"Leave the hostages go and fight with me...If you can...".-Yelled the muscular amazon, taking her power pose.

"Do you want to stare me? You will stare me, then!".-Though the blonde goddess, placing her huge hands on her chiseled waist, pushing forward to the limit her voluptuous bosom, tensing to the limit, without effort, her amazing musculature, till throbbing veins appeared along her huge, perfect body. Easily, she kept the pose, becoming her in a living statue of muscle and power.

"Oh my God! Miss Muscle here! You...you are...you are....I have no words to describe you...You are...perfect....beyond perfect....A goddess...a.....".-Said a thin man, staring the amazing amazon with deep amazement and wonder. Dressed in a pure white Lab coat, wearing a sun glasses, the man, almost a teenager, stared eagerly, with a mix of marvel and lust every fiber of her curvaceous, muscular body, every pore of her tanned skin, the titanic size of her firm, rounded breasts, barely covered by her tiny, golden bikini...

"Don´t worry, guy!!! You will improve your spare vocabulary to describe me in jail. Free the clients and surrender. You are no rival for me.".-Miss Muscle declared, keeping her power pose, noticing as a growing erection grew between the groins of that red-headed, insane, lecherous teenager.

"Guy? My darling!!! You can call me Rod...And don't worry about them, Honey!"-He said, staring her perfectly defined, rippling eight pack.-"They are unhurt. I only wanted to see you....I needed...I needed to say you...".-Declared the young, hesitating. Then the villain fell in knees, staring Miss Muscle with a grim of deep, infinite passion on his face.-"I..I love you, Miss Muscle...Will...will you marry me?".-Finally said the young criminal.

Miss Muscle, frozen in her extreme power pose, stared astonished that small guy. "Marry you?. You must be joking!!!! You aren't man enough for me...You are a criminal...I will never marry with you....Stand up and surrender to me!!!".-The powerful blonde amazon finally commanded to her pathetic, supplicant foe, crossing her incredibly muscular arms under her firmly rounded breasts.

"What...what are you saying?...I ...I love you....I..I want to be your husband....I...I will protect you from criminals...I...I can't believe you....I love you.....You...you must love me too...".-Declared the rejected young, close to sob.

Annoying with that insane, immature teenager, the Blonde Empress of Muscle approached to him. Easily, taking him by his white lab coat, the blonde valkyrie raised him with her thick arm, placing him face to face with her. Miss Muscle stared seriously the hanged young with her sapphire eyes. "I...don't...love...you...guy. And you don't love me, really. This is over...".-Said with authority the muscular, superior woman.-"...but don't worry about that. Obviously, you have got problems. I can help you. I....".-Declare magnanimously the blonde, muscular giantess.

"I don't believe you... I don't believe you... I don't believe you...".-The guy screamed, close to cry, kicking her solid, perfect abds and legs, fisting her thick, defined arm. "You will pay for this....you will pay for this...".-Yelled the young.

"I don't think so...".-Declared confident, the Muscular Arms of Justice.-"I....".-Suddenly, a small test tube appeared from the sleeve of his lab coat. Wildly, the sobbing criminal crashed the test tube on the face of the surprised heroine. A dense, green fume hit the mouth and nose of the blonde super woman. "Chloroform...".-Panted scared the muscular crime-fighter.

Stunned, Miss Muscle released her grip over the perfidious young, staggering back clumsy, shaking her blonde head, trying to get clean air. As soon as the betrayed teenager landed on the ground, he rushed, enraged, to the drugged, defenseless heroine, screaming in rage.

The furious lover screamed in pain when he hit the solid, muscular body of the super female ofAlpha City. Somehow, the stunned heroine, out of balance, fell over her defined, sexy buttocks. Due to his momentum, Rod also fell over her perfectly defined body, his head into the deep canyon of her voluptuous twin peaks.

Still furious, placing his hands over her big globular mounds, Rod left her deep, warm cleavage, raising over her, sitting on her perfectly rippling, symmetrical eight pack. Enraged, screaming of rage, he pulled up the tiny golden bra of the heaving heroine, throwing it by the air. Then, the furious younger unleashed a rain of punches over her exposed twin airbags of meat...an ineffective rain of punches, really.

Though stunned, Miss Muscle was still powerful. Her solid, developed muscles and her tanned, soft skin were still invulnerable, unbreakable. He felt as his fists hit one time and another a kind of solid marble statue...a hard, warm living statue.

Clumsily, weakly, the fallen heroine heaved and shook her voluptuous, perfect body, trying to get conscious and stop her attacker. Her arms, her muscular arms, able to lift tanks easily, now, were unable lo lift themselves...they were unable to stop those thin, weak arms that were hitting her titanic, perfect breasts, in a ineffective but humbling way.

Eventually, her sapphire eyes were able to focus the enraged grim of her weak, red-haired foe; the effect of chloroform had vanished fast. Though not totally, recovered, she was strong enough to beat that immature, stupid guy. Easily, the blonde amazon grabbed his right wrist with one hand.-"It's enough...Rod!!! You have already got your five minutes of glory. But it is over. Now...".-The heroine declared, somewhat dreamy but smiling, confident of her superior strength.

The poor young struggled in vain, trying to release his trapped hand.-"You will me mine....I love you....You will be mine...I swear you....".-He yelled in rage, trapped by that muscular claw of steel..-"Do you want to see me, to stare me in my entire muscular splendor? You will get that...".-The blonde valkyrie, declared with ironic on her soft voice. Easily, she rolled over her chiseled side, dragging him on her movement. Now, Miss Muscle was over her young, pathetic, screaming foe.

Her left arm pinned the trapped wrist of him firmly to the ground, keeping her muscular body, inches over his chest, helped by her thick right one. Somehow, her free, huge, heavy melons hanged on her massive chest...resting heavily over his pectorals. "Game over. Now....".-Began to say the confident, blonde super female.

Then, the overconfident muscular goddess received the "next trick" from his free sleeve. With fury, before the blonde titaness could react, her young, traped, flattened foe crushed another test tube directly between her perfect nose and fleshy lips, keeping his hand over her. Immediately, the will of the greatest crime-fighter of Alpha City succumbed to the drug. Her sapphire eyes rolled back behind her head, her perfectly chiseled muscular limb trembled as jelly and, finally, unable to hold her massive weight, folded and fallen lifeless, relaxed, inert to the ground....trapping with her heavy weigh the small body of her "conqueror".

Barely conscious, out of breath, the young criminal struggled to release the muscular physique of his icon far from him...in vain. He had been able to knock out the Muscular Golden Goddess just to be flattened...flattened and suffocated by her, due to the huge right boob of her had fallen over his mouth while the rest of her massive, solid anatomy flattened his chest and legs. He shook his free arms, hitting in despair the hard shoulders, back and buttocks of her unconscious idol in vain.

Somehow, he felt strangely happy. He got Miss Muscle. His lips could feel her right nipple close to him. It wasn't a bad way to die. Excited, he began to lick it with his lips and tongue, slow and softly...and immediately, the sensitive nipple of the heroine reacted, growing hard into his mouth. Incredibly hard and warm, the young slid his tongue around and over it, enjoying of its taste and hardness while, over him, the unconscious muscular female heaved and purred of pleasure. His cock became erected immediately, painfully erected, touching and being flattened by the massive musculature of her hyper-defined abds.

Then, that hard, warm diamond began to soften, and a different taste filled his mouth, feeling a new sweet, powerful, intense moisture on his tongue. "Milk. Miss Muscle's milk.".-He thought, barely conscious. Instinctively, his lips began to suck that enormous, hard nipple, to suckle from that huge, generous udder. He drank the milk of her unconscious masturbatory icon while the death approached to him. But somehow, he felt more and more excited, happy for that sweet, marvelous death. His own rod was throbbing wildly, moist by his own pre-cum.

But finally, while the drops of milk became in a slow but continuous trail of milk, while over him, the muscular valkyrie twisted in rapture and her pants of pleasure became in long heaves of ecstasy...he felt stronger and stronger. Placing his hands on her voluptuous sides, feeling the firm, soft skin of her huge, warm breasts under his palms, he was able, with great effort, to lift the 375 lbs of solid muscle of the platinum blonde heroine...and breathe, breathe with the marvelous view of that huge, perfectly firm and rounded breasts of her muscular lover hanged at inches of her face... hanged irresistible at inches of her face.

Rod heaved of ease and excitation during long seconds...till his climax exploded between his groins. He felt alive as never, powerful, happy beyond his dreams, with his blonde, muscular Goddess between his hands....Happy but still unsatisfied. Slowly, Rod lowered the massive, muscular body of her lover till her dripping nipple touched again his mouth. Then, he kept sucking eagerly her huge tit.

A feeling of power went to his body as he drank more and more of that milk, that golden super milk. He felt as his weak muscles slightly grew in size, but with great strength, menacing to tear his clothes...but never mind. He felt stronger and excited again, with his will totally focused in suck that perfect nipple to drain every gout of its milk, every atom of its golden power.

Plenty of strength, Rod rolled over the muscular side the massive, muscular, moaning death weight of Miss Muscle and get over his feet. One more time, Rod stared the marvelous, perfectly muscular physique of her moaning, unconscious idol. Somehow, she didn't seem as perfect and muscular as usual; her right breast seemed smaller than her left one, her muscular physique seemed less...swollen...defined....

"Never Mind. She is mine, totally mine...".-Thought Rod, kneeling at her voluptuous sides, taking and carrying her with his now powerful arms. Astonished, the hostages saw as the small but strong young carried easily the unconscious, blonde, heaving, huge crime-fighter. Her blonde mane, her powerful, sculptural legs, her thick, defined left arm hanged flaccidly, lifeless while Rod carried her till a close clerk desk, leaning her over it...Amazingly, he realized as his clothes tore apart with every step of him, due to his recently, growing muscles.

Then, Miss Muscle began to regain conscious. Stunned, still drugged, she was confused. "Oh my God!!! Where am I? ".-She muttered.-"I...I remember Rodney??? Rod???, was hitting my huge breasts...I...I rolled over him and then...then...chloroform!!!".-Whispered Miss Muscles, still dizzy by the effect of the chloroform.

"You are right, Honey, Chloroform...".-Said Rodney, caressing gently her chick.-"I had to drug you. But now, everything it's alright. Relax. Relax and enjoy.".-Whispered the young villain, caressing softly her left nipple, licking and sucking slowly her right one.

"No..nooo...nooooo....aaaaahhhhh...uuuuhhhhhh".- Immediately heaved Miss Muscle under that erotic, gently assault. The muscular valkyrie twisted and twitched in pleasure, panting of delight over the desk, while Rod, slowly, holding her huge mammary with his hand, drained the Golden Energy of her right breast drinking her milk, preparing the left one to the same. Her tanned skin covered in sweat, while her womanhood became moist under her golden thong.

As more intense he sucked, louder were her screams of ecstasy and her twists....and bigger his muscles grew in size and power...as his cock, again erected. Finally, her muscular body twitched, rigid, and a deafening howl resounded on the Bank. Trails of her inner, female juices stained her golden thong and her chiseled groins when her climax took place. As reward, Rodney received an explosion of milk on his mouths, which almost drown him.

Surprised, he backtracked a few steps. An intense feeling of hot hit him. Then, he felt his muscles growing clearly under his, already tear clothes. With an ominous sound, his clothes, unable to resist the pressure of those, new, huge muscles, utterly gave up, falling to the ground in a mass of broken fabric.

Rodney was astonished. He had never expected something like this!!!! His poor musculature had grown....it was growing, indeed, growing in size and strength...not as hyper-developed as Miss Muscle musculature but now, he was much more impressive that all his High School classmate, even his hated classmates of the football team!!! And much stronger, he was sure of that. Rounded shoulder, massive pectorals, rippling abdominals, thick limbs grew in front of his astonished eyes, sending him a feeling of unthinkable well-being through his body. Her Golden Milk had changed his body.

Somehow, now, he was naked...and his throbbing cock was again on the point to explode in a new orgasm.. His growing body had torn apart his clothes, even his ample lab coat. He stared one more time his lying, moaning lover. Now, clearly less muscular as ever but still beautiful and sexy, somehow, her left breast was as big and tempting as ever, while her right one had become in a deflated mass of flaccid meat and wrinkled skin.

Miss Muscle was on his hands...but he was unable to take advantage of that. He could take her on his huge, thick arms...run through the police line and....and what? He would be finally pursued and chased. And worse. He felt as his recently gained strength began to decrease, little by little. "I need a better plan.".-He thought.

Slowly, he approached to her panting love. The sapphire eyes, behind her golden mask were barely able to focus that muscular young that was approaching to her...and her weakened muscles were unable to avoid it. "I will return, Honey! Then, we will be together...forever".-Say Rod gently, placing his hand over her left, swollen boob, caressing it while his lips passionately kissed the astonished, defeated heroine, which twisted one more time under the touch of the huge, strong hand of that super teenager over her swollen, sensitive breast.

Then, naked, he rushed to the back of the Bank, collapsing wall after wall on his super run away, taking advantage of his wonderful power to avoid and escape of the policemen of the area. "I will back, my dear Goddess of Muscle...soon, I will be man enough for you. I...I will be...the future God of Muscle...I swear you.".-Thought one more time Rod Rodgers, thinking on the defeated blonde amazon that he had left behind...

....a defeated and humiliated Miss Muscle. Defeated and led to a climax by a lower class, powerless, young criminal, with one of her perfectly rounded and firm breast became in an amorphous, flaccid hide of dry skin...

Chapter two: Going Under_________________________________________

Kate´s Home

Kate stared furious the "Alpha City Sun" perverse headline and its article, written and photographed by Suzy Slander...Who else?. "A GOOD MILKING. Is Miss Muscle a Muscular cow?". Under such an insidious sentence, a large photograph of her, over the clerk desk, defeated, motionless, horny as hell, with her right boob became in a flaccid, amorphous hide of skin. On her long carer, Kate's alter ego had been defeated many times, even killed. But this defeat was different. Miss muscle had underestimated her foe, a ordinary teenager, obsessed with her muscular physique. In an shameful exhibition of overconfidence, Rod, her young foe, had drugged her twice, and molested her in such a humbling way..."...milking my breast as an udder...as a dairy cow....".-Muttered Kate in frustration.

"Try to keep calm, darling. Finally, you will prevail...as usual. It has been only a matter of bad luck...".-Said Peter, her husband, placing his left hand over the small shoulder of Kate, consoling her. "No. It wasn't bad luck. I went to that Bank, overconfident, showing my muscles, my boobs...trying to stun him with my physique, not fighting...And I was surprised with chloroform, the cheapest narcotic that can knocked me out...and he got it twice!!! And then, he milked me!!!!".-Yelled Kate, furious.-"Somehow...I...I deserved that defeat...and the shame of that...".-Added Kate, sadly.

"Forget it, Kate. Miss Muscle can manage that boy easily. I am sure that you will find him and will kick his ass....Miss Muscle is the best of the best....YOU are the best.-".-Reply Peter, caressing her chick, staring with love her sad, sapphire, blurred eyes...and finally, kissing her. Kate embraced her husband as strong as her small body could do.-"I love you, Peter.-".-Whispered Kate. "I love you Kate.".-Whispered Peter.

Kate loved him deeply. He had helped in a way that he was unable to imagine. Despite all her defeats, despite the times her muscular, voluptuous body had been exposed to the pubic, despite the time she had spent fighting the crime along Alpha City, even being killed by it, he had supported her. Peter, and Billy, her son, were the only reason to live for her...and that was the reason why she didn't explain her that she knew the real identity of the last foe that had been able to humble her in that way. She was sure he would risk his life to help her....

Over Rodney´s home.

Miss Muscle was thinking about Rod while she was flying to his home. Rodney "Rod" Rodgers had been a student of her a few years ago. He hadn't been a popular student. Considered a nerd by the other students, he had been humbled by them many times due to his thin physique and his mind. School had been a cruel place for him. It had been no joust. He had been only a good, but lonely student. Now, he had become in a frustrated, obsessed young, close to criminal life. "I have failed him as Kate, but I will try to help him as Miss Muscle...".-Thought the titanic blonde Goddess, focusing her sapphire eyes on the house under her.

The golden heroine landed over her bare feet in front of the main door of the house, staring with extreme attention any sign of Rod.-"You will not surprise again, boy.".-Thought the blonde valkyrie. Slow, the Giantess Goddess of Muscle walked around the building, trying to discover his foe...in vain. It was only a common, somewhat derelict outskirts house, in the middle of the country, not a secret, sophisticated hideout of a super villain.

Finally, Miss Muscle decided to come into the house through the basement, opening the iron gates of it. Closed only with a simple padlock, Miss Muscle easily flattened it with her strong hand, and soon, she began to go downstairs to the basement of Rod.

It was a dark place and, while the seven feet, muscular amazon walked gingerly with her bare feet along the place, a smell of chemical products began to fill her nose. And finally, when her eyes accustomed to the dark, the Empress of Muscle realized that she was in a kind of chemical store. Bookcase after bookcase of bottles, full of chemical products filled the bookcases. At the bottom of the place, she saw a simple lab. And behind that, an iron closed door.

Still gingerly, the voluptuous heroine approached to the lab, and stared it with a mix of dislike and admiration on her golden-masked face. That was the place, and that was the products that Rod had used to develop that strange chloroform that had knocked out twice on the bank a day ago. Because Miss Muscle was sure that the compound that Rod had used against her wasn't ordinary chloroform. The muscular, huge crime fighter, and her swollen boobs, was vulnerable to chloroform...but not so vulnerable to such a small contain of a simple small test tube.

Fearing that small traces of that super chloroform could affect her amazing jugs, source of the super human strength of her hyper defined muscles, the blonde Giantess avoided approaching to the desk, leading her bare, sculptural steps to the closed iron door.

No doors were closed to Miss Muscle. After to verify that it was locked, the muscular valkyrie sank her powerful fingers on the weak metal, pulling easily up the door from its frame. After that, in an exhibition of pure power, the blonde heroine wrinkled the metallic door, transforming easily, without any effort of her massive, perfect muscular arms, the metal in a basketball-size massive sphere.

Confidently, the Voluptuous Golden Maiden came into the room, but what she saw, despite of she had fought criminals and other strange things during her long carer as superheroine, shocked her during a few seconds. It was...perverse, morbid....the performance of an insane mind!!!! No matter where she looked at, she could see images of her, photos, posters, news, headlines, photomanips, statues...Walls and ceilings were totally covered with those items, all her triumphs and defeats...all her life as super heroine was contained in that "Miss Muscle Temple"!!!

Suddenly, she heard moaning and heaves of pleasure and desire from another dark room. The seven feet muscular amazon, the strongest woman of Alpha City, maybe of the Earth, hesitated, fearing to enter in that room. But finally, as attracted by the song of a mythical siren, though she knew what that sounds were, she led her steps to it.

A dozen of huge, HD TV´s with powerful speakers were connected, surrounding a kind of throne...but the images, the movies....All the TV´s were showing scenes of her worst defeated!!!! Security takes, Slander takes, Net takes....all of them were showing a heaving, horny Miss Muscle, melted in pleasure while her big breasts were squeezed as udders, or narcotized, or exposed to Musclenite by her foes. One time of another, those 'Miss Muscles' got a climax. Her voluptuous physiques trembled in ecstasy, her perfectly defined muscles twisted and twitched in pleasure, her bouncing boobs became in huge beach balls-size balls of jelly....

Disgusted, she backtracked over her bare feet. "Oh, My God!!!. Rod is totally insane!!!".-Muttered, Miss Muscle stunned. "Even he has got the Miss P. Peaks movies!!!".-Exclaimed in despair. In fact, the powerful, proud Miss Muscle had tried to forget such a terrible, humbling defeat. Mesmerized by a Porn Movies ex-actress, called P. Peaks, the voluptuous heroine had been forced to play a hard core movie with the famous big-breasted porn actress...and, when the spell over her disappeared, the muscular amazon was forced, blackmailed to play another movie with her...to avoid that the perverse woman could reveal the first movie to the world!!!!

Still stunned, Miss Muscle realized that there was a figure, a naked figure, on the frame of the firs door.-"Oh, Miss Muscle!!! Honey!!! You have come here!!! That is great!!!".-Exclaimed the figure, approaching to the blonde, voluptuous woman.

"You...you...you are insane Rod. You...you are beyond any help!!!".-Yelled furious Miss Muscle, aiming him with her thick, muscular right arm.

"But...Honey!!! You should be prideful of me!!! I...I have built all of this for you....to you.".-Say Rod, approaching to her. Totally naked, Rod showed his thin body, without a trace of muscle on it but a growing cock between his bony legs without shame. "I...I love you, Miss Muscle!!!...Please, marry with me!!!"

"Enough, kid!!! All of this is morbid!!! Insane!!! I must stop you and your madness!!!....And don´t call me honey!!! Only my husband call me honey!!!!".-Screamed furious the wonderful blonde woman, unaware of her mistake.

"Wha....What??? Married??? You??? It...It can't be!!!! Impossible!!!!".-Said Rod with incredulity, close to sob, his face became in a mask of pain.-"Liar!!! You are a fucked liar!!!".-Screamed Rod, turning over his bare feet and running to the basement.

Immediately, the giantess muscular blonde run behind him. Her huge, firm bosom, barely covered and contained by a tiny golden bikini, bounced and jiggled wildly while her perfectly sculpted, chiselled legs led her, with long and powerful strides, behind her weak, defenceless prey.

She had just crossed the door to the basement when at the bare feet of the Golden Goddess, a large glass bottle exploded in a million of pieces, releasing a dense, thin fog in front of her. Unable to stop, the voluptuous Maiden of Muscle crossed through the green smoke. Immediately, her powerful physique, her indomitable will, fell under the power of the evil chemical product.

"Oh, no....".-Thought the blonde valkyrie in despair-"Not that gas again!!!".- Her thick, chiselled legs became weak almost immediately, her arms fell flaccid along her voluptuous, massive torso. And worst, impelled by the massive momentum of her massive, muscular physique, became in a muscular missile, the Golden Maiden crashed against the closest bookcase.

In a futile attempt to protect her swollen boobs, the voluptuous valkyrie turned slightly her defined torso, exposing her strong, wide back to the impact and the chemical products of it. But, due to the massive impact of that muscular, golden meteorite, the glass bottles fell to the ground, flew by the air or poured its content over her ample, defined back. Those chemical products mixed out of control, creating new strange agents, many of them in gas form, toxic for the mightiest blonde amazon. Miss Muscle was doomed.

Dense smoke of many colour surround her massive, muscular body, caressing her firm, tanned skin, exciting or harming her firmly globular breasts, her chiselled crotch in many, new and unimaginable ways for the blonde colossus. Those pernicious, multicolour fogs were also inhaled by the golden titaness, leading her in a strange state of confusion, dizzy and excitation...weakening her more and more. On her back, the thin, golden strap of her tiny bikini began to be dissolving by the products. The damaged fabric, unable to hold the pressure of the voluptuous, compressed breasts of the muscular amazon, gave up. Her tiny, golden bikini fell along her globular boobs, rubbing her already excited, erected, hardened nipples. Miss Muscle wide opened her mouth in a obscene "a", with her golden-masked face frozen in a grim of pure ecstasy, with her sapphire eyes blurred in supreme pleasure...but no sound left her throat, such was the intensity of the feelings that were going through and scorching her muscular physique.

The muscular blonde titaness, completely dizzy and blind, coughing out of control, staggered her wide, defined physique along the basement, hitting and broken more bookcases and bottles, adding more compounds to the already bizarre mix of chemical products, creating more and more exotic puddles and gases to pollute her already polluted mind and her physique.

In seconds, the basement filled with a dense, toxic mix of lethal compounds to the bravest golden goddess that drained her marvellous power and blunting her mind and will. Her sculptural legs, unable to hold the weight of her massive muscles and voluptuosity, folded, falling over puddles of toxic chemicals products. And, seconds later, the own voluptuosity fell over them, polluting much more those huge, rounded, firm milkbags.

Tortured by complex feelings of pain and pleasure, the Muscular Maiden rolled over her voluptuous sides, polluting every square inch of her tanned, firm skin. The massive physique of the giantess, blonde valkyrie burnt in pain and ecstasy, while the stiffened summits of her huge, rounded twin mounds were whipped by the multi colour fog, while the rest of her titanic mamaries and sculptural muscles were melted by that lethal mix of multiple chemical products.

The body of the fallen, muscular Titaness began to tremble in spasms, twisting and twitching her huge, defined, perfect body, among howls of pain and pleasure, while, due to the effect of the strange, exotic compounds, her chiselled, defined musculature and her huge, spherical melons began to dissolve, as an acid, her sculptural, muscular, voluptuous body, becoming it in nothing. Her blurred, sapphire, blinded eyes rolled back on her head and, after a plaintive moan of pain and pleasure, Miss Muscle fell into oblivion...

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Minutes later, Rod, dressed with a gas mask opened the door to the polluted basement. During those long minutes, the young has heard the screams and howls of the Golden Titaness on her toxic ordeal. Till, one minute ago, her screams had ceased, and a deafening silence of death had fallen on the basement.

Rod made his way to the silenced, cloudy basement. A dense, brown mist covered the place, though, eventually, it was disappearing, covering only the ground at one yard upper. His feet splashed about puddles of chemicals...but he was unable to see any trace of the blonde, muscular super woman.

Close to his labo desk, he turned on a few switches, which activated small fans to expel the toxic mist. Then, his blue eyes noticed a small golden thing on the floor, close to him. Once he took it, he realized that it was the golden bikini of the muscular crime fighter of Alpha City...at least, a part of it. Though that part of her golden attire had never been really big (Only the firm bosom that covered the bikini had been really big), now, the bikini had a one foot-length of golden fabric. The rest of it had been melted completely.

Scared, Rod ran through the basement, trying to find the body, or the corpse, of the powerful Miss Muscle. Rod imagined her blonde, huge lover melted in a puddle of acid and blood, with her beautiful face burnt and dissolved by the toxics...Now, due to her rejection, and the knowledge that she was married, Rod hated her. He had loved her, he had built that monument to her Golden, muscular, sculptural beauty...But she had considered him an insane boy, not even an insane man...only a boy!!!! Somehow, a small part of him, his libido, was still attracted by her huge, broad, muscular physique, by her huge, firm breasts...and more. He had discovered he was addicted to her milk, the golden liquid from her teats that had become him in a super male...

Finally, Rod found a naked, stained with multiple chemical products, body. During a minute of incredulity, the red haired, masked teenager was unable to believe that this naked figure could be the amazing amazon of Alpha City. The blonde body was naked (He realized that her golden thong had been almost totally meted too, as the bikini) but it was clear that she couldn't be the voluptuous Miss Muscle!!! The body was thin, without a trace of muscles, much smaller that her, almost one foot and a half smaller...though she was blonde, she hadn't got the long platinum mane of the Muscular Empress of Gold.

Gingerly, he pushed the flaccid, inert body with her left foot to see her. Rod then saw the front of a middle aged woman... Her golden mask was partially melted of her face, but her skin and flesh was intact, but stained with pollutants. Although her eyes were closed, and her face was frozen in a grim of agony, Rod recognised Miss Muscle.-"Miss... Miss Spencer is...is Miss Muscle!!!".-Muttered in surprise Rod behind his gas mask, recognizing his former teacher.

Slowly, he kneeled close to her, placing his hand over her tiny left breast. To his surprise, Rod realized that her hearth was still beating, but weak. With great care, with great effort, Rod took her immobile, light body of her ex-lover between his thin arms, making his way out the basement. "You rejected me once, fucked jugged cow. But now, you and your secret, Miss Muscle, Miss Spencer, are mine...and you will pay for that...I swear you...".-Muttered, plenty of hate, the jealous, vengeful young, while the head and limbs of her unsatisfied love, hanged flaccid from his arms.....

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Kate grunted in pain when she began to regain her conscious. She felt as every fibre of her small body burned in pain and weakness. Her sapphire eyes fluttered, hurt by the light from TV screens close to her. With great effort, the dizzy, confused heroine opened her eyes. Though during her long carer as superheroine, she had been drugged many times, and awoke in the same pose, she wasn't accustomed to that kind of situation of bondage and defenceless.

Somehow, that time was a bit different. This time, she was able to see her thin thighs, instead of the deep canyon of her chiselled cleavage, or her large, rounded breasts, crowned by her large, perfect nipples. During long seconds, the confused mind of Kate was unable to understand her real state of her aching, thin physique. "Oh, no!!!. I am not Miss Muscle!!!".-Thought in despair.

Also, Kate realized that, although she wasn't dressed with her golden, tiny bikini...or naked as usual when her muscular alter ego was captured, she wore silk underwear. Weakly, she tried to move her arms and legs, but she realized that they were tied, tied to the throne that she had seen on the strange, disgusting TV room of Rod.

Still confused, she lifted her heavy blonde head. In front of her, a large TV screen showed her an image that Kate had tried to forget during many years...the remembrance of her worst, untold and, she had supposed to, unknown defeat.

The TV showed, in HD, a muscular, huge, naked Miss Muscle, kneeled in front of an extremely jugged, 2 feet smaller woman. Suddenly, the small woman, miss Peaks, grabbed the blonde head of the prostrated heroine, leading it between her immense, titanic, enormous mountains of firm flesh, in a deep smooth embrace...while the huge hands of the dominated, muscular heroine find and caress her rounded, erected nipples....

Humiliated, ashamed, Kate turned her head to avoid such a disgusting images...but she is unable to avoid the deafening heaves of pleasure and triumph of Lady Pandora, and her own climax when she got the climax....

"Ashamed, Miss Spencer? You are only seeing and hearing what you are...a disgusting, muscular whore, a boring teacher playing to superheroes games....".-Declared a voice behind her, placing his hands over her small, undefined shoulders.-"Barely dressed with such a tiny golden bikini, showing an impossible musculature and breasts...but you are only a lewd bitch!!!".-Said Rod, grabbing her head, forcing her to see again the TV screen.

Now, Miss Peaks wore an impossible large and thick metallic dildo between her groins. Miss Muscle, lying on a bed, muttered '...no...no...Pandora...oohhh...nooo..' but opening her chiselled groins, exposing her crotch to such a massive sexual toy...

"No...no...Pandora.....Miss Peaks....hypnotized me.....Blue-V pheromones....I....I fell...".-Muttered Kate, trying to justify her moans and heaves of ecstasy, her complete surrender to that super jugged, smaller porn star.

"I can´t believe you. I loved you, but you rejected me. Look at your face, hear your screams. You enjoy the bondage, the sex, the complete domination of your muscular, titanic, jugged physique...You are only a whore!!!".-Said with anger and hate Rod, releasing wildly her blonde head.

"I...I know...I know what happened me...Drugged....Breasts tainted.....I...I fell under her erotic spell...I...I admit that....My breasts...the big breasts of Miss Muscle are her worst weakness...But Miss Muscle isn't a whore...I... am not a whore....And you won't convince me of that...as you won't convince me to love you Rod...I will prevail...Justice always prevail".-Declared Kate, with a self-confidence that she didn't felt.

"How you dare, pathetic teacher, horny heroine...looser....looser Whore-Muscle!!!!I...I will take you much better that her...I...I will conquer your till you beg for mercy!!! And finally...".-Said Rod, taking her head again.-"...I will kill you.".-Declared ominously, showing her another TV screen...

...in which Miss Muscle is shaken as a rag doll by a huge man. Cybernetic tentacles from his back grabbed her wrists and toes, holding her a foot over the asphalt. The man, Dr Aracnus, swang another two cybernetic stingers in front of the eyes of the defenceless Goddess of Muscle, which screeched of fear, with a look of panic on her masked, sapphire eyes. Then, Dr Aracnus pinned his cyber-stingers deep on her titanic breasts...

...and Kate screamed of pain, remembering that terrible ordeal. Dr Aracnus had injected a gallon of a nano-tech poison on her breasts, which grew and grew till the limit, menacing to crack in an explosion of flesh, flattening her chest, her rippling abdominals, her thick, defined arms, with a ton of oversized mounds.

"You understand, Miss Spencer...Kate. You are an ordinary teacher, a simple, weak woman...You can be easily killed...".-Rod surrounded her neck with his small hands, menacing to strangle her.-"...as Miss Muscle. You aren't immortal...and you are at my mercy, ha, ha, ha..."

Kate was really scared, as scared as the Miss Muscle of the TV screen. She could see her face, frozen in a grim of agony, between convulsions of pure pain, becoming eventually in which that damned journalist had called 'Miss Breasts, begging for mercy while the extremely weight of her mutated breasts pinned her to the ground, flattening her lungs, depriving her of air...

"You...you will suffer as you suffered that time...or more. And then, close to death, I will kill your family...your dear Peter...your beloved Billy...in front of you...And you will be so weak that you will be unable to make anything but scream of agony and desperation, ha, ha, ha...".-Jeered cruelly Rod.

"No...no...NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO......".-Howled Kate, in rage.-"You will not damage my family!!!.".-Yelled the tied teacher.-"By the power....BY THE POWER OF MUSCLE!!!!".-Said Kate, starting the amazing transformation that led the mousy scholar teacher in the bravest, sexiest blonde, muscular, voluptuous Golden Goddess of Alpha City...

But something was wrong with her. Though her weak body grew and grew in size and power, Kate felt her growing muscles numb, deprived of her usual strength, and her swollen breasts, strangely sore....-"Oh, My God!!!.The chemicals made something to my Golden Energy...or even my body!!!. I haven't got my super strength...".-Though in despair the golden super valkyrie, while her body, surrounded by that mythical golden aura, changed her body in the muscular appearance of Miss Muscle.

But, despite her "weakness" the titanic golden goddess tensed her thick, defined legs and arms, her swollen pectorals pushed forward her globular, firm breasts...tearing apart her bonds. Somehow, though the sculptural Empress of Muscle stood up in all her magnificent 7 feet chiselled physique, her marvellous legs folded, unable to hold the weight of her massive, muscular body of the golden amazon.-"Golden...Energy...corrupted...I...I must....".-Muttered Miss Muscle, falling heavily in knees, realizing the real damage that the mix of chemicals had made to her mythical energy..

"I gave you my love, Miss Muscle...My heart...my soul....but you rejected me...YOU HAVE RUINED MY LIFE.....BITCH....I...I HATE YOU!!!!".-Yelled Rod, plenty of rage, kicking her solid, massive back with his foot.

Rod, somehow, screamed in pain. Kicking her back had been as kick a granite wall...but, unfortunately for the weakened blonde valkyrie, had been enough to push her over her all fours. Her hanging beach ball-size watermelons pulled down to the ground as un-milked udders...udders of a muscular cow, making to tremble her perfect, thick arms and legs, which were trying to hold her, at least on her fours.

Furious, Rod jumped over her broad, massive back, looking for a holder on her titanic treasure of rounded flesh. Screaming in impotence, overwhelmed by such a weak teenager, the defenceless blonde valkyrie didn't defend herself off those hands that were slid over her rounded sides...till the summits of her enormous mounds, barely protected by her tiny golden bikini.

Laying naked over the tanned, soft skin of her heroic, masturbatory icon, Rod felt as his cock began to grow and throb out of control against the broad, muscular back of her, staining it with his pre-cum. Finally, his fingers finished their travel along the rounded, firm flesh of her breasts, reaching her nipples, which grew hard fast once his fingers began to caress around them.

Rod began to heave, trying to repress his growing climax...but there nothing compares with the pants of pleasure of the conquered Blonde Goddess. Deprived of her mighty strength by the toxic, molested in her boobs by the hands of Rod, the Muscular Golden Super Woman fell to the ground with a deafening THUD with her monumental airbags of flesh first, sobbing of impotence and desperation.

Rod, horny as Hell, had removed his hands from her huge hooters in the last second. Then, deprived of his globular, firm fetishes, Rod struggled with her thick, defined, muscular arm in an attempt to roll her over her massive, voluptuous side, involuntary helped by the pre-orgasmic spasms of her voluptuous Goddess...till the Blonde Empress of Muscle showed her front in all her swollen splendour.

Exhausted, pinned on the ground by the weight of her own massive muscles and spherical breast, stared in panic that young, red-haired, naked 18-years old teenager. Thin, without a trace of muscle, had placed his hands over his bony waist, in a parody of her own power pose.-"You...You...You will submit ..to me...Miss Spencer....Miss Muscle....".-Heaved Rod, unable to contain his excitation, staring in such a dominant position the bravest, sculptural titaness.

But her sapphire eyes were focused between his groins, where his penis grew ant throbbed out of control. Though it wasn't big (compares with her titanic physique), she knew that he only needed to reach her growing, swollen, sensitive clit to...to what?. In panic, the veteran crime fighter realized that although her clit and vagina had been stimulated by bizarre erotic toys and fingers...nobody had placed his cock into her...nobody had dared to rape the muscular Miss Muscle!!!

"No...no...nooo...please.....don't....don't do it...don't...please... ".-Sobbed, almost crying the huge defenceless muscular woman, while, pathetically, she tried to pushed her back with her bare heels. Her masked eyes blurred in tears, knowing her fate.-"I...I can...I can help you.....please...."

"Look at you!!!. I don´t understand how I fell in love with you!!! A trembling mass of muscles!!! A sobbing...fat-titted....teacher. But don´t worry, Miss....Cow. You will help me...I am sure of it...I mean...your udders will help me, ha, ha, ha...".-Said Rod ominously, staring her massive, trembling...udders.

The bony Rod fell over the voluptuous, muscular heroine with force. Pelvis with pelvis, abds with abds, his small hands removed her tiny golden thong, allowing to his virile member free access to her unprotected, chiselled womanhood. Miss Muscle howled with a deafening scream of incredulity, desperation...and pleasure. The impossible, the unimaginable had happened...Miss Muscle was been raping!!!

Ignoring the howl and her pleas, Rod tore up her tiny, golden bikini, heaving in ecstasy seeing as her nipples grew in size and thickness as he had never imagined. Mercilessly, he placed his hands over her huge mountains of firm, warm flesh and began to caress and squeezed them eagerly...With unimaginable satisfaction, Rod stared the face of the broken heroine, frozen in a grim of painful incredulity and ecstasy, her sapphire eyes behind her golden mask blurred, void, her fleshy lips opened in a large, obscene "a".

With his libido burning as a supernova, Rod sank his face on her sculptural, large cleavage, deep as a canyon, licking and sucking eagerly the tanned skin of her depths. Although he wasn´t super powerful or super strong, although he hadn't used any kind of toxic, chloroform or pheromone...the Blonde Goddess of Muscle felt every cell of her huge physique on the point to explode, she felt her heart beating with an unimaginable force, menacing to break her chest, she felt his erected cock and his inner fluids into her vagina, close to her clit...to much close....Her muscles trembled in ecstasy, her mind was sunk in pleasure....the powerful amazon was unable to make anything but heave, close to climax...maybe her last climax...

In seconds, Rod realized that her nipples were moist...prepare to him...and his mouth. Raising his head of her large, feminine valley, the victorious teenager stared his blonde conquest again. Horny as hell, Rod realized that, despite her amazing power, despite her perfect, swollen muscles, despite her sculptural physique...the will of the great Miss Muscle, the finest, bravest heroine of Alpha City had given up completely. Her face was frozen in a painful mask of pure ecstasy, heaving and panting, and moaning, desiring to explode in a orgasm, desiring to freeze that moment of supreme pleasure forever...

Then, his blurred-in-pleasure mind focused his twin targets again. Her turgid nipples oozed in golden milk again, the same golden milk that he had tasted in the Bank, the golden milk that had given him an amazing power...the golden milk that would give the power again...

Her muscular, submitted physique twisted, twitched and jerked in bliss when Rod began to lick and suck her erected, excited nipples, milking her fluids, draining her power in an explosion of pleasure. Alternatingly, his mouth slid from her right nipple to the left one, gill after gill, pint after pint...while his hands squeezed back and forth those huge udders, forcing them to spit more and more of her golden fluids.

Immediately, the amazing golden power filled his weak body, feeding him with renewed vitality, charging his cells with the mythical golden energy, forcing his muscles to grow in size, perfection and strength, becoming him in...Mr Muscle, whose muscular, perfect body began to flat the waning in voluptuosity, strength and beauty physique of the marvellous, horny Golden Goddess.

Among the fog of pleasure, the fucked and milked blonde amazon felt something growing inside her crotch, bigger and bigger at any second, stronger and stronger, thicker and thicker, filling her wombs with his size and fluids... till finally, her G-point, her extremely sensitive, swollen, excited clit was triggered by that gigantic, overwhelming virile member...

...unleashing a twin, incredible climax over their muscular bodies. Her broad back folded wildly, menacing to break her spine, lifting the howling-in-ecstasy perfect physique of her conqueror, impaled inside her. Howling of indescribable pleasure, her rippling abds tensed to the limit, while her chiselled groins was trying to spit her feminine fluids, corked by his dick. Out of control, lost in the ecstasy, with animal fury, his waist trembled back and forth fast as a hydraulic hammer, fearfully drilling her exposed, defenceless womanhood with his titanic manhood.

The Golden Empress of Muscle howled in ecstasy louder and louder every time that extremely hard, large, thick, powerful cock attacked into her moist, excited crotch, every time every fibre of her muscular, voluptuous physique was scorched by wave after wave of overwhelming bliss, every time her stiffened, moist nipples were sucked mercilessly, drained...milked of her golden fluids, every time her vagina spitted her feminine cum over his superb, growing, throbbing manhood.

Overwhelmed, trapped in that indescribable, ultimate climax, with her beautiful, masked face distorted in a grim of pure passion, sexual frenzy, the massive, perfect legs lifted as moved by a spring. Unaware, undesired by the Mighty Muscular Goddess, betrayed by her own excited body, her thick thighs, her chiselled calves surrounded his growing waist, his now massive, rippling abdominals with force, pulling to herself the pelvis of her conqueror once time and another, pinning deeper and deeper his super virile member at the rhythm of her own explosive climax, faster and faster at the rhythm of the titanic throbbings of that indefatigable...Mr Muscle.

Although model, example, icon of unlimited power and strength during decades, the almost infinite stamina of the Sculptural Golden Valkyrie began to decay, scorched by the pleasure, lost though her milked breasts...Her strong, massive legs lost her grip, sliding down along his muscular, tanned skin, out of power, flaccid. A long, fading, plaintive moan of ecstasy left her throat in the moment that the muscular physique of the great Miss Muscle, exhausted, out of strength, plenty of pleasure fell, after a few minutes of a devastating orgasm, into a heaving unconscious....defeated.

Despite of the body of the destroyed, reviled, molested heroine had relaxed, flaccid, moaning due to that scorching orgasm, despite of her perfectly muscular body, her firmly rounded breasts was fading fast under his overwhelming, vigorous, muscular physique, Rod, possessed by an unimaginable, indescribable sexual frenzy, kept drilling her small pussy with his huge...rod. He was unable to stop, he didn't want to stop. During his youth, he had tried to get a girlfriend. Cheerleaders, nerds, beautiful, ugly girls...he had been rejected by all of them among roars of laughter...He had never made love with a girl but now, in his basement...HE WAS MAKING LOVE WITH THE MATCHLESS MISS MUSCLE!!! THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN OF THE UNIVERSE!!!

And finally, Rod reached his own climax. He had never felt such a thing ever!!! Howling of ecstasy, the victorious, horny young lifted his red-haired head from his stiffened, moist prey, folding his broad back to the limit, flattening the soaked in cum pelvis of the defeated golden heroine with his own waist, sinking even deeper his enormous virility on her fading pussy, trying to stop futilely the climax that was on the point to explode on his excited tip...

Heaving out of control, Rod squeezed one more time her milked, almost dry "udders" and then, his eyes focused on the frozen in bliss face of the woman that he had just taken over. Barely able to contain his imminent climax, Rod placed his huge hands on the sides, pulling up her golden mask, revealing a blurred, lost in ecstasy sapphire eyes, looking at him with a mix of bliss and incredulity. And, approaching her blonde head to his own, with his voice, plenty of bliss, heaving of ecstasy, Rod staring her eyes, whispered.´-"You...you are mine...mine....MMMIIIINNNNEEEE....".-Yelled when his cock exploded into her like a cannon one, twice, three times....infinite times....jerking her small body as a rag doll every time his seed was shot into her, filling her crotch beyond her size with every explosion of cum....encourage by the pleasant moans of the, apparently, exhausted, already climaxed heroine, whose small body turned on again to, even unconscious, exploded in a new orgasm.

But finally, after many minutes of climax, after a thousand of "cannon shots" into the Blonde Goddess of Muscle...even his sexual ardour turned off...hit by the same curse that had defeated the great, valiant valkyrie in the past. Now, became in a kind of Mr Muscle, Rod felt as the excitation that went through his body was drained his own strength. His thick, superb arms and torso was unable to hold him over her lover, he was unable to keep his eyes opened...He felt so...so weak...

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An hour later, Rod awoke. His physique still retained part of the awesome musculature he had gained licking the golden milk of her desirable, perfect nipples. With great care, he got over his feet, and stared the bruised body of Mrs Spencer. Her naked body was shook in orgasmic spasms, followed by plaintive moans of ecstasy. Her middle aged face was frozen in a grim of indescribable bliss, her opened, blurred sapphire eyes was lost, sunk in a ocean of passion, as remembering the massive, indescribable orgasm that her body had felt an hour ago...

Rod stared himself and then, he stared empty, used shell of Miss Muscle, and remembered what had happened. "I didn't want that!!! I didn't want to fuck her in this way!!! I WANT SHE LOVE ME!!!!".-Yelled Rod in an explosion of fury. Then, falling in knees close to the beaten, utterly defeated super woman, Rod began to sob, trying to clean the large puddles and trails of cum of her small, moaning, depleted body.-"I didn't want this...I...I didn't...Forgive Miss Muscle...Forgive me....".

Few minutes later, Rod got over his bare feet, taking Mrs Spencer on his, now, somewhat muscular arms, lifting her as a feather. Then, he made his way upstairs to the house...".-Don't worry, Honey....don't worry...I...I will take care of you....I swear that....Nobody will damage you anymore....".

I response, the molested blonde Goddess, the muscular valkyrie, flaccidly carried on the muscular arms of that young, supreme, ultimate conqueror, heaved with a long, long moan of pleasure...

Chapter Three: Courting a Golden Amazon___________________________

Slowly, Kate began to regain her conscious. She felt weak, exhausted. Her aching body seemed carved in pure lead. Her mind, her mind was stunned, unable to focus her thoughts but in the intense weakness that scorched her body. The alter ego of the mighty golden heroine was unable to remember where she was, what had happened her...she was barely able to remember who she was!!!

Gradually, her blunted sense began to perceive the environment that surrounded her. She felt her skin exposed, without clothes, even without her tiny golden bikini that barely can be considered attire. A constant, intense tickling hit her nipples...while a flattening pain strokes her vagina. Plaintively, Kate grunted, twisting her small body. Tied, Kate realized that her wrists and toes were tied with ample leather straps. Maybe she was sat in a kind of armchair. But where? But how?. Among the dense fog that blurred her thoughts, she had realized that she was Kate, not the voluptuous, muscular hero of Alpha City.

Suddenly, Kate began to hear something in front of her. Slowly, she began to open her heavy lids. During a moment, the light in front of her blinded, but the origin of that rhythmic sound was the light. Again, Kate opened her eyes, wrinkling her eyelids to focus the source of that white noise. But there wasn't an unique source of light, there was a dozen of lights in front of her...In fact, even there weren't lights but TV screens.

Once her eyes focused the multiple images in front of her, the quality of the sound was clear on her ears...and mind. There wasn't a simple white noise. The noise was a symphony of panting, heaving, and grunting of pleasure and ecstasy. And Miss Muscle was one of the performers!!! Because the screens were showing her, as Miss Muscle, the strongest Empress of Muscle, the most beauty Golden Valkyrie, the invincible Blonde Amazon, was been roughly, mercilessly raping on the floor!!! By a growing muscular young!!! Almost a teenager!!!

"No...no...It's...it's....impossible I...I can't be....raped...".-Whispered with incredulity the middle aged scholar teacher, while, with sinister precision, the raped Miss Muscle screamed a lecherous, fainted 'yes' to her well-built conqueror. Little by little the confused mind of the powerless heroine remembered what her scorched, exhausted body was trying to tell her since she awoke, sat and tied on that armchair.

"The...basement....the TV rooms....the fog....Oh, no.....my...my muscular physique melted in chemicals...tied on the armchair by...by Rodney...his hands....my breasts ....his cock.....No...no...his cock on my vagina.....fucking me....raping me...How he could? How he could?".-Sobbing with incredulity and despair the mousy woman, while, in front of her, the unimaginable humiliation of the finest heroine of the city took place one side and another; the head of Rod between her voluptuous mounds of flesh, his cock ramming eagerly the space between her chiseled groins....her howls of indescribable pleasure, her face of ultimate ecstasy...That insane torture was leading her into madness.

How that insane boy had dared to rape her? During more than two decades, many criminals had been able to knocked her out, controlled her mind, even he had been killed twice...but no one had dare to rape her!!! Fingers, dildos and other strange, exotic artifacts to break her will through her sexual arousal had profaned her womanhood....but a virile member!!! Kate felt finished, humbled beyond any description...dirty. Miss Muscle felt weak when her erogenous areas were stained or drugged but...how weak could be a Miss Muscle if even her will, her mind was corrupted, stained with such a shadow of shame?

Kate Spencer-Johnson, that had challenged uncountable, unimaginable perils and menaces as Miss Muscle, began to cry, desperate, humiliated, and ashamed. She hated to be so weak, so easily excited....In that moments of utter desperation and shame, Kate hated to be Miss Muscle. "I HATED YOU, FUCKED COW!!!!".-Yelled in rage Kate to the images of her pinned alter ego. Now, the muscular amazon, heaving out of control surrounded with her sculptural legs the growing, muscular waist of her young opponent, with her swollen, firm mounds spitting milk as rounded volcanoes in eruption.

Kate needed to escape of that lecherous, moaning Miss Muscle that, even, seemed to be enjoying with that perverse, criminal act of rape. That sensual lips frozen in that obscene 'o', those sapphire eyes, behind the slits of the golden mask, blurred in a unnatural bliss...that perfectly, defined muscular body sweating and twisting on ecstasy...

She needed to flee away, far away from that...."Peter...Billy".-Whispered between sobs the molested woman. She must return to the only safe place of her life as superheroine, the only protector arms of the strongest woman on Earth, she must return at home with her dear family, with her loved husband...

Trying to ignore the growing howls of ecstasy of those horny, muscular images, Kate struggled with the leather straps...in vain. The undeveloped muscles of the thin, weak Kate were no rival for the straps. She needed strength...she needed to be Miss Muscle.

"By...by the Power...By the Power of Muscle".-Muttered Kate, trying to focus her mind, among the shadows of shame and desperation of her soul, on her super powerful, muscular superhero. Slowly and painfully, her small body began to change in the Golden Goddess of Muscle. Fed by the Golden Energy of her growing breasts, defined, thick muscles began to raise on her, her physique grew in size and beauty, surrounded by a golden aura....

...but her amazing transformation of the blonde Empress of Muscle was seen painful, difficult, exhausting to Kate. Her nipples and her crotch were burning as hell, sending waves of weakness and dizziness along her physique, still under transformation. The growing blonde amazon grunted in pain, and her body twisted and twitched on the armchair as the bait in a fishhook. Her tanned skin covered in sweat due to the pain and the massive mental effort of the amazing valkyrie to change.

Finally, her physique, her muscular, sweaty physique relaxed, exhausted on the armchair. It had been the most difficult transformation on her career. "Oh, my God!!! Miss Muscle is severely wounded!! I must escape from here soon!!!".-Though the Golden Goddess with fear, breathing and heaving out of control, feeling the terrible weight of her twin mounds over her defined pectorals over her panting chest.

A minute later, the brave blonde crime fighter tried to break the leather straps but, to her surprise, she couldn't. Desperate, the muscular amazon struggled wildly with them...in vain. Kate had got the body of Miss Muscle but not her amazing strange. Corrupted her body by toxics, corrupted her soul by the shame, Kate was unable to be a complete Miss Muscle. She and her alter ego were finished. Desperate, the seven feet blonde heroine began to cry again.-"Sorry...Sorry Peter....Billy.....I am...I am too weak...to exhausted...to...to...to ashamed....".-Her mind went to the remembrance of the happy moments with her loving husband, her dearest son...when, suddenly, these remembrances began to clean, to strengthen her battered spirit.

"I...I can't fail...I can't fail them...I...I am...I am Miss Muscle.....I AM MISS MUSCLE!!!!".-Yelled the Golden Valkyrie. Again, she struggled with the, apparently, unbreakable straps. Focusing her growing will power on her formidable muscles, throbbing veins appeared along her thick arms, her sculptural legs, her rounded shoulders, her ample bust. Every atom of the Golden Energy, every though of her mind, was focused to break the straps. Her masked face was frozen in a terrible grim of concentration and effort, insensitive to the drops of sweat that were slid down along her sculptural muscles, her voluptuous bosom, caressing her tanned skin. In seconds, the leather began to give up, crack and, finally break under the overwhelming power of the brave, valiant Goddess of Muscle.

Though moaning and grunting by the effort, the golden titaness got over her bare feet and, step by step, the impressive golden woman approached to the TV screen. During a second, the mighty Miss Muscle stared as the massive legs of her "image" was surrounding and pulling the chiseled waist of her rapist to her own groins, howling in bliss. But then, closing her right hand, the reviled muscular amazon unleashed her fist in a demolishing punch, becoming the screens into an amorphous stack of sparkling dust.

But the Amazing Golden Empress of Muscle was still trapped on that disgusting TV room. Slowly, dragging her bare feet along the cold floor, staggering her huge, massive physique one side to another, holding her heavy weight on the walls, the chiseled amazon reached the door to the basement. Fortunately for her, it was opened.

As the titanic blonde tower of muscles made her way to the basement, the repellent smell of the chemical products hit her, flattening as a flagstone her scarce strength. Her prodigious musculature, her firmly rounded feminine attributes were terrible ballast to her. Somehow, the remembrance of her family, the idea of her returning to them, fed her aching muscles, her scorched will, step by step, yard by yard...till a new challenge.

The wooded stairs through the main floor raised in front of the brave blonde amazon as an unsurpassable wall to her. But, guided and encourage by the remembrance of her husband and son, the sculptural golden goddess began to climb that steep mountain. Her thick thighs and her chiseled calves protested with every steep to the summit, to the freedom, dragging her defined, swollen left arm along the concrete wall.

Too much for the exhausted heroine. Her powerful legs trembled and her knees folded, overwhelmed by the heavy musculature of the Golden Maiden, falling in all her thick fours over the wood steps, pushed down by her spherical, massive orbs of firm meat, her blonde mane covering her swollen, rounded shoulders. Exhausted, but not finished. Little by little, the hefty blonde amazon dragged up her heavy, defined musculature over the steps, pushed up by her stout, defined arms and legs, step by step, hitting and denting the wood with her heavy, rounded, balancing, hanging mounds, step by step.

As side effect, the proximity of the door encouraged and reinforced her wounded self-confidence of the amazing amazon...and her sculptural physique of Greek goddess. Again, her massive legs were able to hold her on her feet, leading her to the summit, to the door.

To her surprise, it was also open. It seemed that Rod was really confident that her straps and movies could contain the veteran, strongest crime fighter of Alpha city. Not enough to contain her, but the brave Miss Muscle realized that in her state, she wasn't rival not even for Rod, not even to return at home. She needed help. Even the bravest, strongest heroines needed help from time to time...Miss Muscle, Kate Spencer-Johnson needed her husband, Peter.

To her right, at five yards, Miss Muscle saw a cell phone. "I...I must get it!!!...I...I must call Peter".-Muttered the heroine, making her staggering way to it along the corridor of Rodney's house. Her marvelously shaped thighs and calves protested with every step of the tall, muscular heroine, which was barely able to raise her bare feet over the rough carpet.

An ominous silence and quietness surrounded her. For the first time in more than two decades of her career as superheroine, Miss Muscle, the tall, muscular, powerful Golden Maiden of Muscle felt a paralyzing fear. She felt unprotected, naked, extremely vulnerable on the middle of that narrow corridor...at the mercy of that....that nerd.

Taking the cellular, the herculean amazon dialed to her home. During long seconds, the scared blonde titaness heard the tone, looking around her, waiting for, expecting an attack of that terrible foe, the worst terrible foe against she had faced ever. Finally, a well-known voice appeared on the cell.

-"Peter...Peter...Oh my God!!!! Thanks God you took it!!!".-

.-"Kate? Where...where are you? We are worried about you. We....we...".

-"Oh, Honey. It has...t has been terrible...I...I need your help...I am on..."

The awesome blonde Empress of Justice felt the familiar smell of chloroform before the rag reached her nose, the Muscular Amazon felt the presence of his hand over her left massive breast before his hand touched even the golden fabric of her tiny bikini. Gingerly, Rod had approached to the distracted Golden Woman to beat her sculptural physique again.

As slow motion, the surprised heroine screamed in despair and fear, while the soaked, drugged rag fell over her nose and mouth, while his fingers led his way under her golden bikini till her sensitive nipple. With her first heave, the blonde titaness inhaled a generous quantity of the drug, which hit her conscience and will as a heavy battering ram.

Though dizzy, with her strong, massive physique scorched by a growing erotic weakness, the Muscular Goddess tried to repel that treacherous attack. The cell, with the screams of panic of Peter resounding on it, fell to the carpet, while her huge hands grabbed his wrists, trying to remove those evil hands far from her...using all her strength, all her will on that formidable task.

During few seconds, the Ultimate Super Woman, among heaves of growing bliss, was able to move few inches away his poisoned rag and his evil fingers. Weakened, drugged, with her will beaten by her former rape at the hands of that insane nerd, her thick, defined arms trembled due to the effort to remove the "powerful" arms of Rod far from her tanned skin, far from her massive body.

"It is for your own good, honey. For your own good. Don't resist to me. I will take care of you, darling....".-Whispered Rod at her ear, fighting against the fading strength of his beloved goddess..-"No...oohhh...no...Rod....no....please...please.......Peter....ooohhh....Peter......Help...help me....save...me....ooohhhh.".-Muttered in despair the overwhelmed Golden Amazon, staring with desperation the cell phone, so close, so far from her, felling as the chloroform fumes from the rag reached her mouth and nose, filling her lungs with its evil effect, blurring her mind, undermining her will.

Impotent, defenseless to do anything, Peter heard the sounds of the struggle, the moans of the bravest, strongest super heroine of the planet....her wife. His screams of rage could be heard by the Muscular Amazon, but those howls, plenty of desperation, only increased her own desperation and frustration. In the past, when the awesome heroine seemed utterly doomed, the only remembrance of her family, had led her to get a super state of strength, able to beat any trouble, any foe.

Somehow, in that house, trapped in the arms of that insane teenager, with her Golden Energy polluted by his exotic chemicals, Miss Muscle, the Voluptuous, Golden Crime Fighter was unable to do that. The veteran Empress of Muscle was unable to manage in strength and will with that young nerd.

Little by little, inch by inch, his hands approached one more time to her. His fingers caressed again the golden fabric over her nipple, which replied becoming erect under it, sending a renewed, scorching bliss though her massive body. "Ooooohhhhh...nnnooooo.....uuuuhhhhh....aaaaahhhhh...".-Heaved and panted unaware the Voluptuous Titaness in response...filling with renewed intensity the quantity of chloroform on her lungs, on her mind, on her will.

Her sapphire eyes fluttered behind her golden mask as the rag inexorably approached more and more to the fleshy lips of her moaning mouth and nose...till finally, it covered her masked face again. Her eyes rolled back on her head, her conscience collapsed under the effect of the drug. Almost totally weakness, her heavy arms were unable to avoid the unavoidable. Her stiffened left nipple was softly caressed again, turning on her the flame of the sexual ecstasy, with deep and long moans and heaves of pleasure. Heave after heave, moans after moan, her breathe was soaked in chloroform, more and more chloroform...

The massive arms of the Invincible Golden Amazon released his wrists, falling flaccidly along her swollen, voluptuous body, deprived of strength, motionless. Only her monumental mounds moved with strength on her, bounding out of control at the rhythm of her agitated breath, prelude of an orgasm.

The jealous journalist Suzy Slander had paid millions had killed anybody to see and photograph that moment...how the 7', muscular, big "uddered" woman called Miss Muscle was utterly dominated, in such a erotic reverse bear hug, by a 5' 7'' thin, barely muscular nerd called Rod.

Unconscious, her massive, muscular body began to fall to the carpet...unconscious but horny as hell. Her chiseled groins began to ooze with the pre-cum of her imminent climax, her suffocate moans grew and grew in intensity, moans heard through the cell by Peter, which howled and cried of desperation, heard as her beloved wife, the Golden Amazon succumbed to the pleasure at the hands of an unknown foe in an unknown place.

Unable to hold those 375 lbs of muscular, voluptuous perfection, Rod gently placed her heaving love over the ground. Leaving the rag over her mouth and nose, Rod began to work over the right nipple too, caressing her rounded aureole, enjoying how the hard nipple grew and grew under the golden fabric...till finally, after a sudden twitch, the muscular physique of the Ultimate Icon of Feminine Perfection exploded into a soundly erotic orgasm.

Rod stared mesmerized how those enormous, firmly rounded 70HH breasts trembled over her ample chest every time her sculptural physique twisted in ecstasy, hit one time and another by pleasure. Daintily, Rod removed the now useless rag to hear clearly her mesmerizing erotic heaves of bliss, to see her beauty, golden-masked face frozen in a grim of ecstasy, her mouth opened in a soft "o" of bliss.

But there was a detail that was ruining that perfect stage for Rod. That voice of the cell, screaming, howling in despair. Furious, Rod stood over his feet, enraged to loose his sensual contact with his voluptuous lover, in the middle of her climax. Some strides later, the enraged young took the cell yelling as insane.-"Miss Muscle is mine, Peter...Do you get it? Mine!! Mine!!! MINE!!!! MINE!!!".-Declared the red haired teenager, aiming the cell to the horny Golden Amazon, capturing the long moans of erotic satisfaction that left her fleshy lips.

"Kate...Kate...Oh my God!!!...Kate....Resist...Resist....fight...please...fight.....f...".-Screamed the scorched husband to her doomed super wife...till Rod threw the cell phone against the ground with wild force, breaking it into pieces. During a second, Rod stared the broken phone but, immediately, he focused his attention over his moaning, muscular, voluptuous lover.

Rod felt as his own climax grew unstoppable into him. Though her erotic pants and heaves were now fading to nothing, the view of that Marvelous goddess, that wonderful woman made of flesh, perfectly sculpted in muscle and breasts, led him to be as horny as Hell...as a dozen of burning Hells, really.

His cock grew harder and harder every step he approached to that Golden Titaness...HIS Golden Titaness. His cock throbbed faster and faster every time he stare her perfectly chiseled anatomy, her deep abdominals, her huge bosom, her swollen musculature, her defined groins, stained with the cum from her covered in gold, oozing vagina...

Moaning of lecherous, Rod daintily caressed her swollen sides, feeling the warm firmness of her massive mamaries on his hands. "Honey. Such a rounded, firm breasts may not be hidden to the world, neither to me, your loyal lover...".-Muttered Rod, removing slowly her tiny golden bikini of her huge, perfectly spherical bust, staring with amaze the ample curvature of her swollen femininity, caressing the dark aureole under her stiffened nipples.

Then, Rod focused his attention on her masked face, frozen in a grim of bliss. Slowly, the teenager slid his hand over her cheek, removing some platinum blonde cowlicks from her face.-"You shouldn't conceal your beautiful face, your marvelous eyes behind this golden mask...".-Muttered Rod, removing with great care the mask from her face, exposing not only her face, but also her secret identity.

"Oh, Darling!. This corridor isn't a place for you. You deserve a comfortable throne...".-Rod whispered.-"...but first...".-he added, staring and touching the stained, tiny piece of golden fabric that barely covered her golden pubic hair.-"...I must clean you. Don't worry about that, Honey. I will take good care of you....".-Said Rod, grabbing firmly her ample, voluptuous torso of the unconscious Golden Empress of Muscle, with his arms...

...but just all. Though his formerly bony body had changed, some musculature had grown on him after his adventure on the bank, Rod strength was unable to lift an inch the muscularly dense physique of the Blonde Voluptuous Giantess....but he knew the answer to his problem.

Moaning and panting, horny as hell, Rod caressed eagerly her extremely erected, warm nipples, long as thumbs, hard as steel, and around them with slow, rhythm cadence. His agitated breath fell over them, triggering soft, plaintive moans of pleasure on the knocked out heroine. And finally, Rod got his reward, when small gouts of golden milk appeared on the summit of those incredible nipples.

And when his lips touched the warm, soft, tanned skin of her huge, rounded right breast, when his tongue licked the first powerful milk from her hard, erected nipple, his cock exploded into a massive orgasm into his pants, faster and faster the more he sucked her, longer and wilder the more milk got his body, changing him.

Finally, the lust overwhelmed him. Sat of her rippling, massive eight pack, Rod eagerly drank her milk, once her right nipple, once her left boob...as an avid vampire. Under him, utterly defeated, the sculptural physique of the Amazing Miss Muscle, succumbed, even unconscious, among soft heaves of ecstasy, one more time to pleasure...

And one more time....

And one more time...

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"Aahh...... uuuuuhhhhh ...oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh....".-Heaved plaintively the Blonde Super Woman, regaining consciousness again. She felt...tired, exhausted...sunk in a relaxant bliss. Her perfectly muscular limbs were flaccid, deprived of any strength, the eyelids of her closed sapphire eyes weighted as lead.

SHUUUMP......SHUUUUMP......SHUUUUMP....."Uuuuuuhhhhhh.......aaahhh".-Panted the Golden Titaness again when she felt...and heard, as her impressive, titanic bosom were sucked. SHUUUUMP..."Oooohhh....".-Her massive, muscular physique twisted and twitched slightly under that sudden wave of pleasure that had hit her huge, perfect body.

The Mighty Miss Muscle didn´t need to open her golden-masked eyes to feel as her magnificent, in size and shape, breasts were been sucked by something warm...but artificial, not by human lips. SHUUUUMP...Uuuuhhh..."Another wave of intense pleasure. She felt her stiffened nipples extremely hard and moist. During a moment, the mind image of her erected nipples, as large as her fists, throbbing and sucked, hit her voluptuous, trapped body. "Uuuuhhh...aahh..."....SHUUUUMP..."Ooooooohhhhh...uuuuuhhhh....aaahhh..."

Her perfect, dense flesh trembled of ecstasy from her hardened nipples to her swollen clit, as shock by a electric discharge. The sculptural but defenseless body of the Maiden of Muscle twitched on the armchair in which she was strapped.. The Golden Goddess of Alpha City felt as if thousands of soft fingers were caressing every square inch of her tanned, silky skin, from her thick nape to her chiseled groins...around her sensitive nipples and over her firmly rounded buttocks.

SHUUUUMP.........SHUUUUMP.........SHUUUUMP..."AAAAAAHHHHH....OOOOHHHH".-The excited Blonde Muscular Amazon howled in ecstasy, felling as her moist, hot vagina on the point to explode in a climax. SHUUUUMP, SHUUUUMP, SHUUUUMP, SHUUUUMP, SHUUUUMP, SHUUUUMP...As guided by an evil mind, the "sucktion" over her erected, sensitive, unprotected nipples increased her cadence.

Hit by an overdose of endorphin, the horny middle aged heroine wide opened her sapphire eyes...and howled in ecstasy, feeling as her incredibly perfectly defined eight pack tensed to the limit, feeling as every muscle of her womanhood throbbed wildly on a new massive orgasm. "No...no...NNOOO".-Miss Muscle screamed in a mix of desperation and bliss in the same moment as her womanhood exploded as a broken dam.

"Aahh... Aahh... Aahh... Aahh... Aahh... Aahh... Aahh... Aahh......"

"Aaaaaahhhhhh......aaaaahhhhhh...... Aaaaaahhhhhh......Aaaaaahhhhhh"

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh................. Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The proud Miss Muscle, the Golden Crime Fighter, the greatest heroine of Alpha City, the ultimate Woman...felt as the warm juices from her crotch slid down along her chiseled groins, staining her sculpted thighs and calves. Her platinum blonde head fell over between her abyssal cleavage and her blurred sapphire eyes were able to see the evil torture device that had led to climax.

Clang to her massive breasts, over her large nipples, a pair or transparent plastic cupping glasses, connected through a transparent plastic tube to...an industrial milker! SHUUUUMP.- "Uuuhhh".-The plastic tubes shook and the cupping glasses sucked the trapped, erected, stiffened nipples of the heroine. Then, a trail of golden milk filled the ventouses, falling through the tubes till the milker. SHUUUUMP. And other trail.... SHUUUUMP. And other... SHUUUUMP...And other.

That evil machine was draining her Golden Milk, draining her marvelous strength in this way. Gout to gout, pint to pint, gallon to gallon. Her breasts, her huge, rounded, firm breasts were clearly smaller than usual and their perfect roundedness and firmness had been replaced by an alarming flaccidity.

Deep on her mind Miss Muscle heard as Suzy Slander began to roar with perverse, exultant laughter. "You are only a cow...a muscular cow....an old, decrepit, finished cow, ha, ha, ha, ha....".-"No...no...I am not a cow...I am not a cow...I...I...I am Miss Muscle...".-Muttered the milked Goddess, close to sob.

"Of course!. You aren't a cow. You are...you are...a goddess....my goddess....".- Said a voice behind her. From behind her, hands gently slid over her swollen, rounded shoulders, falling along her developed biceps till her chiseled forearms.-"... my honey....my love....".-Whispered the voice to her ear.

"You...you....let me....let me free...or...oooohhh".-Declared the strapped amazon without conviction, confused, weak due to the last climax that her massive, sculptural physique had suffered seconds before, finding extremely erotic those strong hands that were sliding along her tanned, soft, sensitive skin.

"Ssshhh...Relax, honey!!!. You aren´t a cow. You are a goddess...".-Said the invisible man behind her. Them, a pair of strong hands went to her milked breasts, raising gently her ebbed, though still big and ponderous boobs.-"...a goddess plenty of power and femininity...".A long, plaintive heave of pleasure were the only answer of the tortured Golden Amazon, unable to resist the waves of pleasure from her hyper excited water melons...

"...and don't worry about that, honey. Your perfect bosom will grow again...and they will weight 20 lbs each again....I...I....did it when you were unconscious...I...I was curious to know that...you...you know?".-His voice sounded ashamed-"I...I had never been so close of a woman like you....a woman with your measures....with your beauty....with your perfection..."

"Ooohhh...Rod......uuuhhhh....I...I can......oooohhh...help you.....uuuuhhhh....Free....ooohhh...".-Declares among pants of ecstasy the defenseless Blonde Titaness.

"Ssshhh....honey. Don't say anything. I don't need to be helped by you....YOU need my help!!!...I love you Miss Muscle. My only desire on my life since the first time I saw you is helping you. I remember that day. You, defenseless at the hands of The Trickler....his terrible feathers were caressing your naked, unprotected breasts...your nipples stiffened over your marvelous flesh mounds...you heaved in ecstasy, laying tamely on the governor's bed....That, day, I fell in love with you...your perfect body, your defenseless state despite your superior strength...I want to protect you against all your foes, Miss Muscle....Kate.".-Said Rod with plaintive voice.

"But, though I don't need your help...but...but I...I need something of you....Sorry darling...I know that this machine is degrading for you, despite of it is giving you an overwhelming pleasure. I need your milk, darling, I need to be as strong as you to protect you...I...I need to be as perfect as you to get your love....".-Declared Rod, squeezing gently her breasts.

A long heave of pleasure left her fleshy lips when her sculptural body was shocked by an unbearable wave of ecstasy. Intense streams of dense golden milk sprang out from her teats to the milking machine. Her massive muscles twitched in response to a new intense climax that suddenly hit her womanhood.

"Oooohhhh....Ooooohhh....Uuuuuuuhhhh".-Howls of pleasure of both lovers mixed in one unique voice of ecstasy. One time and another, the insane teenager squeezed her breasts. One time and another, her hardened nipples spit long streams of her golden life force. One time and another, her perfect physique trembled in an unimaginable pleasure, among heaves and pants of arousal.

Her chiseled groins, her thick, perfectly muscular thighs and calves covered soon with her feminine juices. Finally, defeated by her own climaxes, the apparently inexhaustible energy of her powerful physique exhausted. The marvelous physique of the Blonde Muscular Amazon relaxed over the armchair as a rag doll. Her tanned skin shone, covered in sweat. Her blonde head fell between her portentous but waning cleavage.

His eyes stared her sweaty skin, delighting with every fiber of her chiseled muscles; thick arms and legs, swollen shoulders and breasts, curvaceous calves, rippling abdominals...stained groins and vagina. "Sorry, darling...I will clean you immediately....But all of this is necessary for you....for me....".-Said Rod caressing gently her chin, grazing her moaning lips. Slowly, the villain raised her head. Her sapphire eyes were blurred, lost in ecstasy, her sensual mouth were opened in an erotic "a" of bliss...her face were painfully frozen in pleasure.

Then, Rod, plenty of arousal and bliss, placed his hands over her swollen, defined shoulders. Little by little, the young conqueror of the veteran heroine slid his hands to her ample bust. And, finally, he kissed the panting lips of the scorched heroine during long seconds, tasting her mouth, savoring her pleasure.-"..It is necessary to protect you...".-Whispered her ear when he finally removed his lips of her heaving mouth.

Completely shocked, the renowned Golden Maiden of Muscle was unable to say nothing but heave...The Massive Muscular Titaness was unable to think nothing but ecstasy really. Body and mind were totally overwhelmed in pleasure, trapped in a vicious circle of sex and ecstasy. But worst for her was on the point to begin.

Rod then activated a small remote control. Suddenly, Screen after screen, a dozen of large HD TV's turned on in front of her, showing her multiple Miss Muscles fighting...and losing, facing of a multiple foes. Multiple Speakers hit her ears with deafening screams of ecstasy and pleas of mercy. Twenty years of battles, foes, defeats and bondage began to be mercilessly showed to the defenseless middle aged heroine.

The insane teenager made his way out the basement, leaving his dearest lover in company of a thousand of her deadliest foes. Defenseless, unable to escape, with her shattered will broken, the muscular middle aged voluptuous amazon stared, with her sapphire eyes wide opened, a continuous, endless parade of all villains and villainess, perfidious criminals, evil women, dimensional monsters, aliens, mega-bots.... beating her, defeating her, taking sexual advantage of her...climaxing her one time and other, at the same time.

Totally flattened by images and sound, the only thing that the Empress of Muscle of Alpha City could make was moan and heave, as prelude of a climax, two climaxes....till, with mechanic efficiency, the milking machine drained, from her stiffened nipples, her golden life-force, becoming slowly her swollen, incredibly firm twin peaks in a dry plain....

SHUUUMP......SHUUUUMP......SHUUUUMP...SHUUUMP...SHUUUUMP...SHUUUUMP

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Rod opened the door. A sudden stick of cum hit his nose while deafening screams and howls of ecstasy could be heard from an expensive Home Cinema System, surrounding a large armchair in the middle of the dark room, barely illuminated by the glow of a dozen large HD TV screens. Slowly, the fan number one of the famous, greatest golden amazon of Alpha City approached to the tied muscular heroine, and, one more time, the young, almost a teenager, stared with fascination the still beauty, divine physique of the captive, captivating blonde Empress of Justice.

The captor of the veteran blonde Titaness stared her blurred sapphire eyes, barely covered with her golden mask, kissing lovely her opened, fleshy lips, opened in a seductive “a” of lust, caressing her squared chin, her defined cheeks…Her silky, platinum blonde hair fell over her swollen, defined shoulders, covering her developed, rounded, thick biceps and forearms.

And her breast, her magnificent, huge, rounded, firm, swollen breasts…Rod was obsessed with the developed, perfectly defined breasts of the golden woman. Despite his milker machine had drained gallons and gallons during days from her grotesquely stiffened nipples, they were almost as large and firm as ever. At the beginning, due to the effect of the continuous draining, those enormous golden milk bags had decreased, loosing their amazing size, their prodigious firmness…her sculptural physique had become to loose her perfectly defined, swollen musculature, as deflated.

But then, those marvellous breasts had begun to grow again, inch by inch, feeding again her fading muscles…But, despite of that incredible, unimaginable prodigy, the greatest golden amazon was weak, defenceless yet, not only by the continuous draining of her huge udders but also by the continuous pleasant stimuli that Rod had got to apply over the muscular heroine on his underground chamber of pleasure.

That living, perfect sculpture of flesh and muscle shivered slightly when the umpteenth orgasm scorched her already devastated superb physique. Her huge, perfectly rounded, impossibility firm breasts bounced on her ample, developed, defined chest. The tied blonde amazon heaved charmingly, opening her fleshy lips in a long “o”, with her sapphire eyes focused on the screens…

With empathy, Rod’s libido grew more and more, trapped by the unnatural beauty and lust of his captive. The young villain, the ultimate conqueror of the most powerful woman on Earth desired to touch that divine body, caress every muscle of her defined physique, lick every square inc of her tanned skin, suck eagerly those titanic nipples till drain them completely….his conscious fell into the deep canyon of her ample cleavage, while his cock, anxious to explode in a explosive climax, grew and grew, large and thick, between his groins.

Trapped in such a lecherous thoughts, avoiding the milking tubes of her nipples, Rod moved in front of her tied, defenceless, moaning super girlfriend. Placing his hands on her massive, thick thighs, with his eyes, lost in her curvaceous, prodigious, enormous mounds, The horny villain aimed his dripping cock to her moist womanhood, inch by inch, heaving by the ecstasy, sweating by the effort to keep away his imminent climax a few seconds more…

But her sapphire eyes, her blurred, void sapphire eyes, those marvellous eyes, deprived of any kind of desire to him, broke the chasm over Rod. The teenager didn’t want that, he never didn’t want. That simple super villain have beaten easily the greatest golden goddess of muscle three times, capturing her, submitting her will with a dozen of screens, movies of her defeats and a simple milking machine. Rod had succeed where hundred of super powered villains have failed, with their deadly guns and complicated plots.

But Rod desired an impossible. He desires the love of that muscular super woman. In fact, Rod remembered, ashamed, as he had raped her. He had got what millions of men and women around the world only had got on their most crazy wet dreams. But he didn’t want that. Raping his defenceless icon of perfection, fucking with the ultimate sex symbol wasn’t satisfactory for him.

Slowly, Rod, still horny as Hell, removed his hands of his lovely muscular bride.-“Soon, Honey. Soon you and I will be together, forever. Soon, you will love me as I love you now.”.-He muttered, graving a soaked sponge from a cube, close to the armchair.

Gently, Rod cleaned the massively muscular physique of the moaning Golden Goddess of Justice, cleaning softly her tanned, firm skin of sweat, swabbing carefully her chiselled groins and her tempting womanhood of cum…tortured by the pants and shivers of pleasure of the doomed middle aged heroine during everlasting minutes.

Once he had finished, hornier and hornier by his moaning love, Rod removed the twin bottles that stored the amazing golden milk from the massive breasts. Astonished, Rod had discovered that those super “udders” were able to give him, every day, four gallon from every of those, apparently inexhaustible, enormous breasts, golden ambrosia that Rod drank eagerly, day after day. But, from time to time, Rod took “his meal” directly of the font…And that day, was the day.

Carefully, Rod removed the sucker from her left nipple, exposing the most stiffened, large, hard and engorged teat ever seen on the world. Gently, among growing heaves of ecstasy, the young villain slightly licked the dropping sensible surface of her hard nipple. Then, one her thrills of ecstasy became uneasy for him, Rod grabbed firmly that massive, rounded mountain of flesh, squeezing it, milking it softly.

Rod then began to suck that enormous nipple that filled his mouth with hard flesh and warm milk. Her pants of pleasure became in deafening howls of ecstasy when his lips and tongue began to suck eagerly her sensitive mammary. Her strapped physique twist and twitched wildly, plenty on an unbearable ecstasy, close to a powerful orgasm. But Rod, unaware of that, with his face sank of her magnificent breast, kept sucking, allowing to his own manhood to explode, releasing his cum over the chiselled, rippling eight pack of the screaming amazon….

The exhausted man fell in knees between her sculptural, massive legs, placing his hands on her knees. Sweating, moaning, Rod stared as his own cum slid down along her defined abdominals, mixing with her own woman juices from her excited vagina.

Kneeled, Rod, self-absorbed, stared during long minutes the incredible aura of power that oozed from his submitted captive. Defeated but powerful, sweaty but beauty, soiled but pride. Still excited, Rod placed the sucker again on her moist nipple, and, taking the sponge, the villain reassumed his task, cleaning again the sculptural physique of the Golden Amazon…

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Beaten one time and another…Humbled one time and another…Defeated one time and another…Forced to climax one time and another….continuously…without rest….

During days, Miss Muscle had seen one time and another, simultaneously, movies of many of her defeats happened along her long career as the Golden Empress of Justice in Alpha City, she had heard again those howls of pleasure, feeling again the ecstasy that those villains, villainess and monsters had made over her. The perfectly muscular Titaness felt again theirs hands, their chemicals, their deadly rays were making their superb great numbers with her nipples, her breasts, her vagina…one time and another, simultaneously…till the edge between real and fiction became so confuse, so narrow, that even her scorched physique and mind were unable to distinguish among them….

In one second, Miss Muscle was meeting the powerful Farmer Lass. Again, she stares her blonde, small, busty body, barely covered by a square-pattern shirt, knotted under her incredibly swollen feminine attributes, clingy jeans, sport shoes… Again, she remembers, and feels, as her firmly rounded breasts were impaled, one time and another, with her evil gun, the psycho-pitchfork…she remembers, and feels, as she was stripped and sexually reviled by her in her deadly hayloft…she remembers, and feels, as, moaning in ecstasy, her massive body is lifted over her head and tossed into the toxic mutagenic sludge of her toxic pigsty, as her massively muscular physique is stained, corrupted and gulped by that evil cesspool…

Climax

In other second, the Muscular Maiden was facing to the “Paperboys Gang”. Brilliantly deceived, she remembers as she climb to their House Tree Headquarter, she feels that hands, and his gloves soaked in that viscous chloroform, grabbing her face from the entrance, she remembers herself kicking the air, defencelessly hanged on the tree till she is dragged into their sinister lair, where, again, she feel a dozen of gloved hands, hands of kids, wickedness of adult, intelligent of genius, rubbing her tanned skin with that insidious chloroform, draining her strength, undermining her will…till the enormous woman confess to those perverse kids her most intimate secret, among heaves and pants of an overwhelming orgasm….

Climax.

In other second, the Amazing Amazon feels on her ample back, the cold, viscous contact of the alien creature called Über-Octopus. The Golden Goddess feels its unbreakable tentacles surrounding her chiselled waist, flattening her wombs…the Blonde Empress of Muscle feels its repulsive suckers on her stiffened nipples, her firm, swollen, rounded orbs squashed in unimaginable ways, while the telepathic creature hit her mind with its perverse, lecherous thoughts…feeding itself, strengthening itself with her growing lust…

Climax.

And other, villain…and another...and another….feeling again the ecstasy of her defeat, the pleasure of her bondage…the shame of her impotence. And again, her muscular body and her indomitable will were dragged into an ocean of bliss. One time and another, her womanhood explode in a river of cum…

Sometimes, the blonde amazon felt that someone cleaned her sweaty, sensible, tanned skin. Gently, those hands went through every square inch of her muscular physique, one time and another. The Muscular Woman felt a hidden, unsatisfied, barely contained desire. Peter. In those moments, the beaten heroine thought on her loving husband, feeling as his hands slid over her waist, feeling his lips kissing her ample, deep cleavage. And, when she felt those lips, licking and sucking her hardened, engorged, excited nipples, the image of her husband, kneeled in front of her, sucking her breasts, was strong enough to unleash a wild orgasm on her powerful body…

Somehow, deep on her mind, she realized that she was a prisoner, that she was been erotically tortured to break her will. Though the marvellous super female was aware of that, she was deprived of any strength, and her fighting will was beaten one time and another by that evil, simple…but invincible torture machine…

Then, the Golden Woman, feels the hands of Decency Police Agent Diana Scully, searching eagerly her giant, perfectly defined physique, measuring the strength of her develop musculature, estimating the weight of her swollen orbs… The Justice Paladin feels the handcuffs on her wrists, while Agent Scully arrests her by indecent exposure….

Climax

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Climax

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Another day…another week…another month……..

“Peter….Peter…Ooooohhhh…..Uuuuhhhh….Peter…save…me….Aaaaaahhh…pleaseee….Uuuuhhh”.-Her fleshy lips of the exhausted, beaten, finished muscular wonder amazon muttered pitifully by umpteenth time. Rod, frustrated, had heard those words many times. Her massive, perfect physique had been led to the limit along uncountable climaxes… his super milker had drained thousand of gallons of her golden milk from her massively rounded udders…her will had been hit day at night during many days with images of defeat, humiliation and sex…too much days in his opinion. The great Miss Muscle, the Golden Empress of Justice of Alpha City was at his mercy, finished, defenceless.

Rod had finally learned that the real strength and fortress of her sculptural blonde lover was on her deep love and unyielding trust on her husband. The immature teenager, despite of he had got the unthinkable, the utterly defeat and torture of the famous Golden Titaness, he had been unable to break her hope on her loved husband. That was the reason why, despite her weakened perfectly muscular body resisted to his torture, that was the reason why her huge, rounded, firm boobs, grew one time of another, despite of they were massively, cruelly drained to the limit. Her faith kept her soul on feet where her powerful body had failed. Rod had realized that the mighty golden titaness will die before to give her love to him. Somehow, in a fortunate strike of luck, Rod had got the gun to obliterate the obstacle that Peter was to him.

Meanwhile the insane teenager was preparing his utter “coup de grace” against the last remnant of the willpower on his prisoner, Rod thought how ironic was the fact that it had been her own husband who had given him the ultimate gun to finish his beloved Golden Maiden.

Rod muted the expensive HD Flat Screen TV’s and, after of turning off his hyper milker, the perfidious teenager removed the suckers from her stiffened, engorged, and dropping nipples. And then, he waited in front of her, patiently, during hours, staring every inch of her sweaty, muscular, voluptuous physique, admiring her fleshy lips, her marvellous sapphire eyes through the slits of her golden mask, last piece of attire of the super woman formerly called Miss Muscle…captived by her beauty face, excited by her rounded, huge watermelons and the way in which those huge, firm mountains of meat slightly bounced rhythmically with her agitated breath.…

Finally, the flattened, scorched golden heroine regained something similar of conscious. The almighty Golden Empress of Muscle was totally spent, unable to move any muscle of her swollen, perfectly defined musculature. Her limbs weighted as dense, massive lead, her enormous breasts seemed two massive moons, flattening her ample chest. Her sapphire eyes were blurred, unable to focus anything.

Eventually, her masked eyes began to focus...and a terrible, frightening feeling of fear and astonishment went through her spine. Her fleshy mouth wide opened in wonder and fear when her stunned mind realized the meaning of what she was staring in front of her…”It….it can´t……no….no….impossible….”.-Stammered surprised the Muscular Titaness.

Images of the evil, insane teenager called Rod returned to her bewildered mind…a bony, immature brat that had sucked her nipples, narcotised and kidnapped her in his basement. But that man, that…that giant, extremely muscular man, that…that monstrous human being that she was staring in that moment couldn’t be Rod…It couldn’t!!!...It was impossible!!!!

“It is possible, my darling. You made it possible. It’s me!!! I am Rod!!! I have made it this for you, my dearest Miss Muscle. I don’t mind you were my teacher some years ago!!! I love you!!! I will take care you!!! I will protect you!!! Now, Thanks to you, I can make it!!! Look at me!!!! You will realize of that!!!”.-Yelled Rod, proud, self-confidence as ever on his life.

Sometimes, Kate had summoned her amazing Golden Energy, just to stare her alter ego, Miss Muscle, in front of a mirror. She loved to stare herself under such an appearance, she loved to stare the summit of the physical perfection on a human being…a perfect physique sculpted in flesh, contoured, swollen, defined muscles, rounded, firm breasts...in one word, a perfect woman.

Somehow, even to her current stunned mind, the Golden Empress of Muscle realized that the Golden Energy had only transformed herself in the perfect female. Now, in front of her, the Muscular Blonde Bombshell stared, in a grim of fear and lust on her masked face, the complete effect of her golden energy on the physique of a man…

In front of her, Rod had grown, in size and attractiveness. Now, the insane teenager was a hyper muscular Adonis of almost 7’. His musculature was perfect and defined beyond any description, swollen and powerful as never her own musculature had been ever. The Lady of Muscle stared the naked body of Rod, every of his sculptural muscles…even the relaxed one that waited, in its entire 20 inches length, between his chiselled groins.

Unaware, faced to that incredible, perfect, Golden God, a new wave of unbearable, consciously none desired, overwhelming lust went through her “inferior”, “squalid”, “thin” body. The Blonde Goddess of Muscle felt on her own flesh what many men and women, along two decades had felt, facing to such a unnatural beauty and perfection. The Amazing Amazon heaved in amaze and pleasure, feeling as her womanhood became moist.

With a lovely smile on his lips, that Muscular Titan in which Rod had become approached to the amaze, amazing heroine, believing that his “secret weapon” will not be necessary. Slowly, that red-haired Mister Muscle approached his huge hands to the huge, rounded breasts of the defenceless, astound super woman. His palms touched her stiffened, wet nipples, his hands began to cover her titanic mounds, squeezing them softly, tenderly. Firmly tied on the armchair, the Maiden of Muscle was unable to do nothing but twists and twitched slightly heaving and panting of pleasure….

“Oooohhhh…..Uuuhhhh….Nnnooo…..Aaaaahhhh….Uuuhhhh…leave…..leave meeee….Oooohhh alone, please…..Aaaaaahhhh….Uuuuhhhh…..Free…..free meeee…….Aaaaaaahhhh….Rod…..Uuuuhhhh, pleaseeee….Oooooohhhhh”.-Patheticaly begged the excited, horny Golden Blond, close to climax.

Furious, Rod removed his hands of the main target of his obsession to the heroine. Frustrated, he felt his big manhood, growing hard, large and thick of excitation. Aiming as a titanic missile to the rippling abdominals of the Voluptuous Amazon, during a moment, Rod though to place his titanic cock into her deep cleavage, as he had dreamed many times, Miss Muscle was unable to make nothing against him…but he controlled him self. The Golden Maiden of Muscle will be submitted by other means…voluntary. He got a plot, a secret weapon. It was the time to use it.

“Why…why do you reject me?. I…I am what you need!!! I love you!!! I can protect you!!! I am strong!!! I am attractive!!! I am perfect!!! As perfect as you!!!”.-Declared Rod, as supplicant.

“Peter….Peter….My husband…..He…he will help me….he is searching for me….He…he love me….He…he will rescue…me…..”.-Said the Amazon, with trembling voice.

Then Rod caressed swiftly her cheek.-“Oh, no, honey. Peter, your dearest Peter isn’t looking for you. Not only your ‘loving’ husband gave up to find you, but also he finds another blonde to console himself….”.-With a gesture of his hand, a dozen of TV´s showed her a terrible image for the scorched heroine. In her bedroom…her OWN bedroom, Peter was embracing…and being embraced by a tall, muscular woman…

“It isn´t…..it isn´t true….It´s…it´s a trick of you…..”.-Muttered confused the betrayed heroine.-“Oh no. It isn’t a trick, honey. You know who is she, isn’t it? She called…she calls herself, in fact, Mrs Muscle. I know, you know that, one time, she tried to replace you as the main super heroine of Alpha City. Nowadays, she is the greatest Golden Protector of the city…LOOK AT HER….”

From the TV,s, images of the muscular blonde called Mrs Muscle, dressed with a thin, golden bustier, fighting criminals, avoiding catastrophes, rescuing innocents hit her sapphire eyes..-“As you can see, Alpha City has got another heroine. They have forgotten Miss Muscle…They don’t need her…They don’t need you….neither Peter….”.-One screen showed her again as Peter was embraced by the New Amazing Golden Goddess of Muscle….Nicolette Kidman, A.K.A. Mrs Muscle.

“No…no…It can´t be true…..Its a trick….a trick….Mrs Muscle….Peter…They….they are looking for me…I…I am sure of it….”.-Declared sobbing Miss Muscle, feeling as that doubt holed her will in a way that the Milker Machine hadn´t got.

“It is true. Dr Kidman lives in your home now. They are planned to marry…when Kate Spencer-Johnson could be declared missing and officially dead….Peter finds Nicolette a better mother for Billy…a better lover for him…Nicolette makes love with Peter transformed into Mrs Muscle. She is all what a lonely man needs…..”.-Said cruelly Rod, realizing as her will was collapsing fast.

“No…no….You are a liar….a liar…..”.-Screeched Miss Muscle, with her sapphire blurred eyes covered in tears.

“It is true, darling. You realize of that deep in your soul. You feel it in your own, weakened, scorched physique. You know that you has been here during months…During long six months, you have been here, on this basement. Look at me. It is impossible to get this musculature in days or weeks, neither with your own amazing Golden Milk!!! What have they done in six months? Nothing. The ‘thankful’ citizens of Alpha City have replaced you, forgotten you, and that ambitious bitch of Mrs Muscle has taken your place as superheroine, mother and wife. All of them have given way you…all of them but I.”

His words and those images utterly smashed her already scorched will, getting what infinite orgasms hadn´t got. The proud and brave Amazon began to cry disconsolately. Unable to cover her face with her tied hands, the broken Empress of Muscle sank her head into her prodigious cleavage. An ocean of tears fell over the tanned skin of her naked breasts, running through her rounded surface and falling over her thick thighs…

Rod smiled bitterly. It had been cruel but necessary for her…though he had finished with his task. Slowly, ignoring the crying of the broken heroine and woman, the insane super teenager placed again the suckers on her stiffened, wet of milk and tears, nipples, and reactivated the Milker Machine. Next, the TV screen reassumed their program of defeats and bondages over the Mighty Heroine…

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Hours later…

It had been faster than Rod had expected…too much faster. When the insane red haired Titan opened the door, the super teenager screeched in fear. Scared what he was seeing sat on the armchair, he rushed to it. His dearest Blonde Goddess of Muscle had disappeared, replaced by the recognizable, naked, thin, small physique of his former teacher.-“No…no…It can’t be….She is dead!!!....I have killed Miss Muscle!!!”

In fact, collapsed as a broken puppet on the armchair, with the ominous suckers still glued to the small nipples of her tiny breasts, Kate, the former Voluptuous Golden Empress of Muscle, seemed death. Her thin, almost bony limbs were totally relaxed, inert. Her flat chest didn’t move. Her blurred sapphire eyes were void, inexpressive. Her dribbling mouth was wide opened in incredulity…

“Oh, shit!!!...I killed her!!!...I have drained totally her life-force!!!...I killed her!!!”.-Yelled in desperation Rod, kicking wildly the Milker Machine, responsible of the murder of her loved Goddess. In fact, once the last resistance of the Muscular Amazon’s will were broken, once that the faith on her husband, family were destroyed, once the hope disappeared of her mind and soul, the successive climaxes made their job fast.

Without faith and hope, the real strength and power of Miss Muscle, every gill, every pint, every quart…every gallon of the Golden Milk of her rounded Golden Breasts weren’t regenerated, as it had happened during all her captivity. Deprived of the Golden Energy, her muscles, her breasts…her extraordinary massive physique began to wane, little by little but inexorably…as her resistance.

No golden explosion. Simply, her muscles had decreased in size and perfection, her basketball-size firm breasts had deflated as punctured balloons…the titanic seven feet Amazon had became in the small 5’ 6’’ feet scholar teacher, while her weakened body were scorched by massive orgasms.

Somehow, when the sacred super man was close to her, the destroyed golden amazon, suddenly, opened her sapphire eyes…and screeched in fear. Her face was frozen in a grim of painful terror.-“Noooo…nooo….please….I…I beg you…no…no more….Aaaahhhhh….Oooohhh…I…I will…..I will make what you want…..but please…..Oiler…..no more…….Uuuuuuhhh…..Aaaaahhhh”.

Confused, Rod stared the TV screens. In fact, Miss Muscle, now transformed in the weak Kate Spencer, was thinking that The Oiler was beating her again. The young hyper-muscular teenager remembered perfectly that event. The villain had taken Miss Muscle as hostage in his own workshop. Hanged on a rafter, by her ankles, with her head down, the cruel criminal had stained her muscular body with waste industrial oil. Her rounded, firms blacken breasts were dripping that poisonous oil. Defenceless, the eco-terrorist was menacing to sinking and drowning her totally in a pool, plenty of the same evil substance…

“No..No…nnnoooo….uuuuuhhhhh…”Howled Kate, while the Miss Muscle of the screen was lowered to the pool, while the Oiler squeezed her polluted breasts one more time…

“I can save you, Miss Muscle…I can save you….If you want….”.-Whispered Rod to her hear.-“I can avoid that the Oiler drown you on the oil again.”.- Then, he operated the remote control of the screen. The Oiler disappeared….somehow, there were a dozen more….”

Her blurred eyes then fell on another of her arch-nemesis…The Cheerleaders gang. Kneeled in front of them, she was being strangled by her leader with her own golden bikini, while the rest of the gang rubbed her pompoms, soaked in chloroform along her massive musculature, her titanic breasts, her chiselled vagina…

“Nnnooo…nnooo….uuuhhhh…enough……uuuuhhhhh…..noo..mooooo….oooohhhh”.-Begged at unison Kate and Miss Muscle.

“I can protect you of them, honey…If you want….”.-Whispered again Rod, realizing as his final attack was succeeding. Again, he turned off the screen of the cheerleaders.

The tiny, scorched body of Kate trembled close to a climax as soon as the next villain appeared on the screen. In seconds, deafening heaves of pleasure were replaced by a long howl of ecstasy. In fact, he had been the most murderous villain of all. The screen showed a naked Miss Muscle, over a large bed of gold bars, opening her legs, exposing…and offering “voluntarily” her perfect physique to Eros.

Rod and Kate knew what had happened during the next minutes. Eros had practiced every Kamasutra pose over the horny heroine. The God of Love had rammed gently during hours…leading her close to dead by orgasms…

“Nooooo…noooo….Rod….ROD…..save me….SAVE ME……ROOOODDDD……”.-Howled in panic Kate, staring with fear the eyes of Rod, close to her.

With a smile on her lips, Rod “saved” the Golden Heroine of that sexual ordeal, turning off all the TV´s. The will of the greatest Muscular Golden Empress of Justice was utterly broken. Rod could see that on those sapphire, blurred eyes. Fear, desperation…and hope in Rod to save her of that horde of villains, villainess and monsters, anxious to rape her or kill her.

Slowly, as soon as the victorious, insane teenager removed the straps of her wrists and ankles, the brain washed, drained amazon try embraced his super muscular “savior”. Naked Kate felt his massive, strong pectorals and abdominals, felt his tanned, soft skin, finding shelter on his strength and physical perfection.

With great care, Rod embraced his tiny, bony, exhausted lover.-“Don’t worry, darling. You are safe now. Nobody will harm you again. I promise you…”.-Declared Rod, while the destroyed Golden Amazon fell unconscious on his huge, muscular arms….

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Finally, the day that Rod had expected during long time had become true. The incredible teenager-god was naked in front of his voluptuous, muscular Golden Bride. He felt as his enormous, perfectly defined muscles throbbing in growing excitation.

Now, in that moment, in that place, he was the most powerful man on Earth, his massive, swollen, hyper-developed musculature was the best model of male perfection on the universe…Now, in that moment, in that place, the most perfect woman that the planet had ever known, laying at his feet, waiting for him.

His lecherous eyes were trapped in every curve of her developed female musculature, in every curve of her swollen, firmly rounded breasts. His massive manhood grew and grew, throbbing faster and faster, large, thick and hard. At the same time, her sapphire eyes were trapped too on his massive, sculptural, and chiselled in marble muscular physique. Her fleshy lips opened in a wide “O”, and a long, plaintive heave of real, deep excitation left her mouth “Oooooohhhhh……Rod…….Oooooohhhhhh….”

The powerful, insane super teenager smiled in satisfaction, feeling as his great, dripping, moist cock reached his enormous final size and hardness, seeing as her chiselled groins began to shine by the moisture of her excited tempting crotch….In seconds, Rod was to get what he and other millions had dreamed during long years, what thousand of villains and villainess had tried and desired during decades…

Rod, a simply teenager, was on the point to make love with the famous Miss Muscle, the Golden Goddess of Justice…and the Voluptuous Muscular Amazon would do it voluntary, desiring him with her entire soul…

Breaking her titanic will had been really difficult at such a prowess had spent many months of video-orgies and breasts-sucked. In the process Rod had got, and drunk, uncountable gallons of her fabulous Golden Milk that, as he discovered a day, many months ago in that bank, was able to give him the physique and power of the Amazing Golden Amazon.

And then, once her will had been broken (with a dirty trick) and her marvellous body led close to a complete, utter destruction, Miss Muscle, the greatest Heroine of Alpha City, Kate Spencer Johnson, professional scholar teacher and dedicated wife and mother, had gave up her past, embracing Rod, his torturer, his conqueror…as his saviour of a entire life of fights and sexual bondages.

During days, Rod had cleaned and took care of the thin, fragile, bony body of the scorched super woman. During long days, Rod feared that he had utterly destroyed the muscular, voluptuous heroine, leaving only and empty, weak, useless shell of skin and bones.

Somehow, his “disinterested” and lovely cares finally worked. Little by little, her breasts began to grow again. Little by little, her swollen twin rounded mounds began to feed her muscles which, eventually, grew as massive as ever, as perfect as ever. Somehow, there was a subtle difference on her. The centre of her thoughts, soul, universe…was Rod, the young-god.

The new Miss Muscle admired Rod, desired Rod. He was her protector, her ultimate bodyguard, her supreme lover. Every time Rod caressed, licked and sucked her nipples, the renewed heroine though in Rod, heaved by Rod. The super teenager was the beginning and the end of her existence, origin and source and destination of her excitation and pleasure…

The muscular Adonis got in knees between her wide opened sculptural legs, aiming his dripping cock directly to her moist crotch. The physically perfect teenager stared with wild, growing excitation the trembling chiselled body of her most insane erotic dream, her enormously rounded, firm breasts…hearing her deep heaves of pleasure. Miss Muscle, the heroine, the super woman, was horny as hell…by him. Rod, the muscular, handsome super teenager was crazy in ecstasy by that mighty, muscular, voluptuous Golden Goddess…

…But, despite all his physical perfection and strength…despite he had broken her indomitable will and soul, making her to desire him voluntary, Rod didn’t feel self-confident. In fact, his natural shyness had taken the control of him, facing to the icon of feminine perfection that Miss Muscle, superheroine, woman…and even scholar teacher had been for him. Maybe, the Golden Energy had changed his body, but his mind, his personality, was the same as ever.

Deep on his mind, Rod realized that there was something wrong on her. That voluptuous amazon, that sculptural woman, wasn’t the Miss Muscle that he had fallen in love. Though the Golden Goddess of Muscle that panted close to him looked as magnificent and beauty as ever, there was something missing on her.

During long seconds, Rod stared her swollen, hyper defined musculature, her tanned, soft-as-silk skin, her marvellously rounded breasts, her beauty face, her fleshy lips, her shinning platinum blonde hair...paralyzed in his shyness, confused.

Finally, the horny super woman broke his charm. Slowly, the sculptural Golden Maiden approached her ample torso to his muscular pectorals, extending her thick, perfectly chiselled arms to his face. Gently, the mature voluptuous valkyr seized the head and nape of her young lover, leading her head, deep into her deep, warm cleavage, in a lovely breast smother embrace.

In fact, till his head reached his final, destination between those firm, enormous, soft fleshy mounds, their massive, sculptural bodies slid over each other, lubricated by their sweat, among growing heaves of pleasure. Docilely, the victorious teenager fell over his sweaty skin, how perfectly chiselled and carved the physique of that super woman was. Stunned, Rod fell as his enormous, thick, hard dick met her tempting, moist womanhood.

The young villain and the mature heroine howled in ecstasy when his excited tip slightly rubbed her engorged, sensitive clit. After that sudden explosion of orgasmic energy, his head fell over her massive double fleshy pillows, feeling as her powerful legs surrounded slow but relentless his muscular waist.

Even that, Rod´s mind was paralyzed, completely mesmerized and overwhelmed by the ecstasy. Last time, when Rod had raped her, he was possessed by a wild rage. This time, deprived of such irrational fury, the insane, muscular teenager felt as a lost child.

During years, the young had dreamed with that moment. In his dreams, he was THE MAN, he caressed and licked her physique in unimaginable ways for the mighty heroine, tore deafening howls of ecstasy from the throat of the woman, while her sweaty body, among twists and twitches of pleasure, were burned in lust…

Somehow, the conquered Golden Woman was controlling the situation. Her thick thighs were grabbing his muscular waist directly to the centre of her ample body, directly between her long, perfectly sculpted legs, her incredibly beauty, carved calves were pulling his abd…and his large, hard, thick manhood deeper and deeper into her crotch…without mercy, without pause…

Amazed and scared, Rod felt as, what he considered, his almighty dick, was strongly squeezed by her inner vaginal muscles, squashed and dragged deeper and deeper into her, lubricated by their sexual fluids, wondering if his cock was able to pierce the massive, muscular body of his horny Golden Amazon.

Suddenly, the powerful super “man” realized he was unable to breathe. Unaware to him, the lustful, voluptuous blonde valkyr had led his trapped head between her swollen, firmly rounded breasts, deep into her desirable, incredibly perfect cleavage, suffocating him. Stunned, Rod felt her satin skin, her firm flesh, flattening his face, closing his no and mouth…

Rod remembered that time, in that bank, that his face had been flattened by that marvellous udders for first time. It had been exciting the way in which that warm, firmly feminine mound had squashed his face. This time, it was even painful. This time, the hyper excited heroine was using every atom of energy of her demolishing arms to crush his head onto her solid muscular breast. The charming was broken.

The trapped, scared young villain struggled in vain, unable to break the unbreakable scissors of her muscular legs, the solid grip of her strong hands, drowned by the massive flesh of her titanic mammaries, raped by her deep vagina…Rod had broken the will of the mightiest super woman ever just to be fucked and killed by his own creation…

Out of breath, the muscular teenager struggled to break free of that lovely but deadly embrace. His incredible thick, defined arms hit her voluptuous sides in vain. Trapped in an unimaginable, unbearable sexual frenzy, the former Golden Super Woman had become in a naked mantis, anxious to fuck and kill her consort…

His blood hit his temples with explosive force, his lungs burnt deprived of air…his hardened cock throbbed out of control close to the climax…Rod was astonished. “It can´t be true!!!”.-Thought Rod, while his mind began to fade.-“I am a man!!! It is supposed that men are stronger that women!!! My body is more muscular that hers…I should be stronger that her!!!!”.-Thought the immature, macho teenager, while the “defeated” and “tamed” woman raped him for good.

But luck smiled the evil again. Barely conscious, his hands fell over her swollen, muscular breasts. Unaware, his fingers found her moist, unnatural stiffened nipples and began to caress those hardened, engorged diamonds.

As a wild stallion, the massive body of the Blonde Valkyr twisted in a tsunami of ecstasy, while her throat howled with a sharp screech of pleasure. Almost finished, Rod realised that the Horny Golden Empress of Muscle was releasing her grip over his head. The lucky teenager fell as her strong hands slid along his red haired head, leading her way to her titanic udders.

Rod raised his head, deafened by his drummed head and her screeches of ecstasy and took a long breath. Once, two times, three times…During long seconds, Rod breathed, unaware of the rest of the universe. After that, the muscular villain realized that the former, overwhelming hyper strength of the Muscular Goddess had faded fast.

The super man fell as the unbreakable leg-scissor of her lover had lost her strength too. He felt her massive, hard, silken thighs over his rounded, muscular buttocks, trembling in a desperate attempt to keep its grip…but deprived of energy. His waist was free…

With wild force, mix of lust and rage, Rod graved her wrist with his enormous, powerful hands, leading her large fingers over her swollen boobs, over her stiffened, moist nipples at his own rhythm…Rod was the man, Rod was stronger than Miss Muscle, and she should be submitted to his desires and needs.

The muscular teenager had never felt such a physical overdose of ecstasy, and he was unable to control himself properly. His waist was trembling back and forth over the exposed, defenceless groins of the Golden Horny Amazon, ramming with force his massive dick into her lubricated womanhood, faster and faster, deeper and deeper.

Every time his excited tip grazed her swollen clit, the perfectly sculpted lovers howled in ecstasy, while their muscles twitched wildly, closing more and more that pleasant embrace. The muscular kid and the voluptuous woman seemed melted each other, with their tanned skins shone due to their sweat.

The heaving young conqueror of the mature heroine stared her muscular mount. Under his control, her enormously, firmly rounded breasts trembled as titanic basketball-size balls of jelly, while her enormously engorged nipples spitted again streams of her Golden fluids. Under his “power”, her sapphire eyes were wide opened, blurred, lost in an unimaginable paradise on everlasting pleasure. Submitted under his will, her fleshy lips, moaned and heaved as nobody, villain, villainess, monster…or even her own beloved husband had ever got. And the most important detail to him. Among her deafening howls of ecstasy, only a name was heard; “Rod”.

Finally, the victorious, muscular alpha-male felt his climax close to come. Unable to contain it, unable to contain his unleashed lust, Rod released her wrists, and, sliding his powerful arms along her voluptuous, firm, trembling sides, he led them to her rounded, firm buttocks and, pulling to him the chiselled hips of the massive alpha-female, the super young made his ultimate thrusts against the defenceless fortress of the conquered, panting Empress of Muscle.

With unnatural synchronization, the Sculptural Gods of Muscle exploded on a massive, overwhelming orgasm. His ample back folded, thrusting his pelvis deeper and deeper, stronger and stronger, helped by his thick arms, screeching of pure ecstasy. On the other hand, the veteran golden heroine, the mature super woman heaved plaintive, collapsed, overwhelmed, scorched by the incredible intense rapture that Rod, the Golden Young, was causing on her perfect physique.

Her muscular body deprived of any strength, was shook easily by Rod as a rag doll. Her sculpted arms left her already aroused teats and led their way to her energetic lover, looking for his ample, swollen pectorals, his rounded shoulders. Caressing his tanned skin, his massive firm, perfectly defined flesh, Miss Muscle, the former Empress of Justice, the Golden Goddess of Muscle…and the woman called Kate Spencer-Johnson, felt that her pleasure was increased exponentially.

The cum from the massive, hardened, thick virile member of Rod soon overloaded the also cumming crotch of the submitted, enthralled blonde amazon. Their inner fluids left her womanhood with force, among sharp screeches of pure bliss from her throat, while her flattened, beaten body fell flaccid on Rod´s massive arms, shook one time and another by his sexual, untiring cock.

Unaware to them, consumed by her orgasm, her divine, voluptuous physique began to fade, still jerked by the insatiable, indefatigable teenager. Unaware to her, numbed by the climax, her incredible musculature began to disappear, her swollen, firmly spherical breasts began to deflate. One more time, the almighty Golden Energy of the super heroine called Miss Muscle was defeated, drained, overwhelmed…vanished by the pleasure, revealing the mortal, fragile figure of its owner, Kate. Unaware to him, Rod kept ramming his prey, trying to glut his lust, to soften his manhood. Woman or super woman, it didn’t matter to his insane obsession about the finest, tamed heroine of Alpha City.

As a broken puppet, the fading physique of the former Wonder Amazon was shook on the floor, jerked one side to another over the carpet, howling of pleasure with every of his terrible attacks, screeching his name of the spare seconds between his rams…

And finally, against the scorched, beaten, fragile body of Kate, Rod discharged his cum into her numbed vagina. One more time, feeling the burning masculine fluids deep into her, overloading her pussy, Kate exploded into a symphony of heaves and pants, prelude of another climax…that drained the last remains of her human, thin, naked body, leading her fragile physique into an extreme state of relax and flaccidity along her limbs, muttering the name of her ultimate conqueror and lover…Rod.

The young Hercules rolled over his defined side, exhausted, heaving out of control despite of his incredible, apparently inextinguishable Golden Energy that fed his hyper defined musculature. Slowly, the wonder teenager stared the beaten body of the mature woman that laid, totally exhausted, barely alive, close to him.

She, Kate, had been his teacher during years. She, Miss Muscle, had been his erotic pin-up during years. Ironically, the fate had led him directly to both women that he had desire morbidly during years. Sat in his desk, Rod had desired to rape that beauty, well behaved young teacher, hating his sweetness. Sat in his armchair, staring the news, Rod had desired to make love with that self-confident, brave Golden Goddess, desiring lustfully her unreal body, model of femininity for his fragile, weak ego. Ironically, Rod had raped Miss Muscle and made love with her former teacher….

Astonished, the insane super man stared as her vagina was still oozing with their viscous fluids. Astonished, the hyper developed young stared Kate´s naked body, beauty despite of the abuse suffered, marvellous and sexy despite of her owner was a middle aged woman. Though his masturbatory icon, his insane target of lust was Miss Muscle, the enormous, muscular, big-breasted amazon called Miss Muscle, Rod realized that he desired his former teacher too, in the same insane, morbid way that he desired the Golden Queen of Muscle. Well, in fact, they were the same person…

Suddenly, Kate´s body returned to live, among plaintive heaves of agonic pleasure. Clumsy, the broken amazon, the raped woman, began to roll over her small side, falling over his perfectly sculpted, marble-like thighs. Slowly, her trembling hands led their way along the tanned skin of his developed legs to his still throbbing muscle.

No one her hands grazed the large, almost relaxed virile member of Rod, it became erected again. Surprised but excited, the muscular young stared as the devastated woman, with great effort to her exhausted, small physique, dragged her naked skin along his carved physique, lubricated in sweat. Astonished and scared, Rod stared the grim of deep lust on her face, her blurred, sapphire eyes desiring eagerly his erected, hardened manhood…

Rod screeched in ecstasy when his almost dead lover began lo lick his cock again, weak and slowly but eagerly, while her hands caressed his chiselled groins….

In that moment, Rod realized what was wrong with her. His immature ego had looked for a lover, someone to love and be loved. His insane personality had led him to the famous, amazing Golden Goddess of Muscle and her titanic, rounded men’s magnets called boobs. Incredibly, he had been able to make the impossible, beating the unbeatable Blonde Queen of Justice, brainwashing her mind and soul to force him to love him…

Somehow, meanwhile Kate / Miss Muscle was making the best (and first for him) blowjob of his life, Rod realised that destroyed what he desired most of her, what became her in someone unique. He had destroyed her soul and her personality, becoming her in a sexual slave, more that a toy, less that a woman. Miss Muscle will not love him as he wanted, neither Kate Spencer-Johnson.

But, while his cum fought to explode into her lecherous mouth, Rod decided that it wasn’t important….

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Kate awoke one more time. As the tamed heroine had made during the last weeks, she stared the perfect musculature of the young that was dreaming close to her small, staring every rippling, swollen muscle. Sighting in desire, the mature woman caressed his solid pectorals, her deeply carved abdominals…till her long fingers reached his chiselled groins and his large cock.

The super teenager heaved in pleasure, though he was slept. His large dick began to grow in size…as she knew that always happened. Gently, the beaten Golden Goddess began to graze its excited tip till her “prey” began to throb wildly. Sometimes, the former Maiden of Muscle even licked and sucked the cock of her young lover till he cum in dreams…while, at unison, she fingered herself, imagining his manhood ramming mercilessly her pussy. The tamed Blonde Valkyr enjoyed with that.

This time, her dreaming god of pleasure climaxed almost immediately. The mature woman panted in amaze, wondering such an amazing thing could be possible after the last ten hours of continuous climaxes without pause.

Frustrated, the sexual slave of Rod left his muscular lover, heaving and climaxing in dreams and, clumsy she led her way to the bathroom, naked, leaving behind her a trace of cum from her overloaded, oozing womanhood.

One more time, she stared her on the large mirror. The image of a blonde, middle aged woman appeared in front of her sapphire, sleepy eyes. Thin, small nipples over almost inexistent breasts…small and weak. As always, her mature skin was bruised and covered in cum as a result of a long, long night…or day of sex. And, as always, Kate was unable to understand why a young as Rod, so strong, so muscular, so perfect…wanted to make love with her, with Kate, an example of weak and useless woman…

Gathering the sparse remainders of her scorched will, the broken Kate Spencer-Johnson muttered one more time her legendary sentence” By…by the power of…of Muscle!!!!”, and one more time, her thin body, surrounded by a faint, fade Golden aura, began her amazing transformation…

Somehow, after the incredible transformation of her thin physique, Kate wasn’t satisfied of the final result. The Miss Muscle of the mirror was only a shadow of what the Golden Goddess of Muscle had been. Though her huge physique remained, the Golden Empress´ body had lost its superb firmness and definition.

Her chiselled muscles were lost under growing folds of fat. Her incredible huge, rounded breasts were still huge, but had lost their firmness and now, they were enormous sacks of fat, held by her tiny golden bikini. Her platinum blonde mane was entangled and fades. Her skin had lost its tanned colour and satin texture.

In fact, Miss Muscle was finished, physical and psychologically broken and tamed. The former heroine, despite of she realized of her great lost, wasn’t worry at all, wasn’t worry about her lost beauty, strength…and freedom. The former Golden Valkyr only knew that Rod loved her, desired her. The former Muscular Amazon knew that Rod would protect her of any danger…

The former icon of muscular beauty stared one more time her ruined image on the mirror…Then, the woman tried to figure out her wombs if she were pregnant of Rod, as he wanted. Kate tried to figure out being mother again…

Again!!!...

Again!!!....

Again???...

Kate was surprised by that thought. Again? The voluptuous woman only remembered her live with Rod, her everlasting sex sessions. Rod was her man, her unique lover…her home had been always that basement since…since…SINCE ROD HAD NARCOTICED HER!!!

Suddenly, in a flash, remembrance of her ordeal and submission at the hands of the super young called Rod returned to her stunned, blurred mind. An insidious smell of chloroform on her nose and mouth, small hands caressing her magnificent, firm orbs…hands tying her wrists and toes to an armchair…hundred of villains and villainess taking sexual advantage of her, one time and another, and another, and another…suckers glued to her nipples, draining continuously her golden milk, gout after gout, gallon after gallon…a disgusting stink of sex from her dripping womanhood….

As a heavy hammer, the knowledge of the fact that Rod, that small, shy teenager had got to tamed her, destroying her will, soul and self-confidence, slow but inexorably, till, finally, she had accepted her torturer, conqueror, kidnapper as a saviour, sank the former Amazing Goddess of Muscle in despair.

Sobbing in despair and shame, the Blonde Valkyr stared with growing reluctance her ruined physique. In fact, Miss Muscle´s physique, her aspect, was the external image of her will and confidence. Her scorched, flaccid, fatty physique was the external image of her lost will and confidence.

Then, forgetting her ruined body, the former Golden Maiden of Muscle thought in her family. Kate´s soul cried bitterly. Not only she had failed as superheroine, succumbing to ecstasy, but also she had failed as wife and mother. She had left them, she hadn’t relied on Peter. They were her real strength. How easily had got Rod broken that!!! How easily she had succumbed then to his tricks!!!

And now, in front of her, the “greatest” woman of Earth stared the result of that. A perfect body totally ruined…as ruined as her soul. A perfect body and brave soul submitted, destroyed, used as a sexual toy one time and another…Flaccid, undefined muscles, flaccid, flattened breasts….deep shame, bitter despair.

During long seconds, the mature, naked, desperate former heroine stared her present…and future. She wasn’t a superheroine, she won’t be a superheroine never again. Rod had got it. That super teenager had utterly destroyed the legendary Miss Muscle. Invincible during two decades, her unique defeat had been whole and absolute.

Somehow, deep on her mind, she realized that she was the responsible of that. Unable to contain her libido, unable to manage her well-known weakness, a villain finally had used it against her in a definitely way. Her sapphire eyes covered in tears, blurring the shameful image of the mirror.

Finally, some snores from the close room awoke her of her despair. The muscular Rod, the young that had beaten her, the immature teenager that had kidnapped her and broken her will, the insane guy that had raped and fucked her, slept naked over the mattress, exhibit his incredible perfect musculature, showing his incredible erected cock…

Opposed desired went through her mind. The mind of former heroine hated him as responsible of her complete destruction, but her body, staring the perfection and sizes of his young conqueror, shivered in desire, wanted to be embraced between his thick and powerful arms, taken one more time by his enormously and insatiable manhood…

But finally, while her fatty, ruined body began to burn and drip in desire, while the nipples of her large but flattened boobs stiffened one more time under her tiny bra, Miss Muscle dragged her bare feet along the floor, leading her way to the exit of that ominous, perverse, evil basement. Her demise was total and definitive. The trace of her power was useless against him. Now, that young Mister Muscle was the most powerful being on Earth and the former, veteran Miss Muscle, a weak, fat, middle aged woman, unable to beat the weakest henchman. Flee of him, flee of the basement was her unique alternative.

Slowly, her plump legs led her flaccid, bouncing flesh upstairs, step by step…as she had made many time ago, when the Golden Empress of Justice was muscular and beauty. Once on the Hall, a “déjà vu” was on the point to lead her on her knees. As in a bad dream, the Blonde Valkyr remembered a phone call, the worried voice of her husband…the rag of chloroform over her mouth, hands caressing her nipples and crotch…Clumsily, as drunk, the voluminous Golden Woman got the door, opening it.

A cold wind hit her exposed, pale skin. The field and trees around the house were totally covered with a thick layer of snow. This new discovery sunk again in despair. The former Goddess of Muscle barely remembered when she had gone to that place to stop Rod, but she was sure that there wasn’t snow. Even, she believed that was Spring on Alpha City. Now, Winter had come…How many months Rod had played with her?.-Wondered the battered woman.

Unable to believe what her sapphire eyes showed her, the almost seven feet, plump former heroine made her way along the snow, feeling its gelid touch over the naked skin of her calves. It was real…as real as her demise. Overwhelmed in despair and shame, Miss Muscle fell in knees over the snow, while her sapphire eyes covered in tears. And then, over her all fours, the broken Empress of Justice began to cry.

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Minutes later, gathering with great effort a piece of will and power, the beaten Maiden of Muscle left behind the place that had been her prison, her torture chamber…and home during the last six months, a place that had been the scenario of the utter corruption and death of the Golden Amazon of Justice called Miss Muscle.

Slowly, the massive Blonde Valkyr, flew towards her real, unique home…towards her real family. Ashamed by her complete fail as heroine, ashamed by her almost naked, put-on-weight physique, made her way to her loving family, anxious to beg them pardon for her complete fail, for leaving them alone, for sacrifice them for her carer as superheroine….

Suddenly, a horrible howl of hate resound along the skies of Alpha City.-“YOU…..BITCH!!!!!”.-Startled, the former powerful Golden Empress of Muscle turned her to the origin of the voice, feeling as a stunning fear began to paralyze her limbs.

As on Slow Motion, the finished Blonde Goddess of Justice saw as the naked Red-haired God of Muscle called Rod Rodgers was flying towards her as a terrible, doomsday missile. Completely scared, the Blonde Amazon stared his grim and eyes, frozen in hate and dead. Completely mesmerized by such super teenager, plenty of pure power, attractive...and hate, the defenceless heroine was unable to do nothing but scream of pain when her powerful young that had tamed her utterly punched her flaccid stomach, just under her breastbone.

Out of breast, with her fleshy lips opened in a mute scream of pain, the Golden wonder woman fell to the ground as a meteorite, carving a long, deep trench along the asphalt of the main avenue of Alpha City, plenty of astonished bystanders.

The beaten heroine twisted in pain into the crater that her massive body had made, covered in dust and wreckages, trying, futilely, to drag herself out of such a harsh hole, trying to escape far from her muscular Nemesis, that, hovering ten yards over her blonde head, with his face frozen in hate and scorn, stared her fallen prey, trying to decide what to do next.

Slowly, still graving her battered wombs, still staring with fear her magnificently muscular but insane young foe, the veteran, scorched heroine got out of the hole, dragging her flaccid buttocks and arms, and, with a great effort, the blonde, finished amazon got on her feet.

Deafening murmurs resounded along the avenue. “…It can´t be!!!....she can´t be Miss Muscle!!!...Look at her!!!!...She seems overweighed!!!...Where are their muscles!!!....And her breasts!!!....What a disgusting pair of flaccid breasts!!!!....”

The former super woman heard those comments, dragging her bare feet along the ground, backtracking far from the powerful teenager that was still floating close to her. Those pejorative comments hurt her much more that all strikes, beams and molestations that she had suffered ever along her long carer as Miss Muscle. It seemed that the heroic Miss Muscle, the super woman that had saved them uncountable times during more that two decades, had only been for them a sexy piece of big-busted flesh, not a model or icon of morality to follow. Now, that her ultimate villain had utterly defeated, now, the idolized heroine were rejected just because she had lost her physical perfection. Former heroic acts from her never mind for them. The Golden Goddess felt as her sapphire eyes covered in tears.

Yards away, her back collided with metal…a car, and as a calculated signal, Rod landed over his bare feet on the street, yards away from the trapped blonde valkyr. For first time, the bystanders put their eyes over the naked, impressive red-haired young. Murmurs of admiration, heaves of ecstasy followed his apparition in front of the heroine.

Though they were almost 7 feet tall, there were a great different between both beings, created by the Golden Energy that went through their veins and muscles. While her battered, flaccid body was trembled of fear, facing to her final fate, the sculptural, muscular body of the insane young seemed carved in marble, firm in every detail of his swollen anatomy.

“You, fucked whore!!! How…how you dare??? How you dare…to leave me??? I have protected you from your enemies…I have protected you from…from them!!! You, treacherous bitch!!!! You don´t deserve me!!! You don’t deserve to stay alive Miss Muscle!!!”.-Yelled furiously Rod, staring her in a grim of rage and deception.

Slowly, that young God of Muscle approached to the scared amazon, surrounded by a incredible aura of power and self-confident, despite of the red-haired teenager was totally naked, despite of his enormous, growing dick, bouncing between his chiselled groins with every step, was totally exposed to the incredulous eyes of thousand of bystanders, men and women.

The finished former Empress of Muscle wasn’t immune to that. The beaten heroine felt that aura of power…and hate focused to her, as something physical, as millions of tons of water over her flaccid, ruined flesh, stealing her breath, flattening her physique, draining the last embers of her sparse will. Step by step, inch by inch, that unbearable feeling became more and more overwhelming to her.

Arrogantly, with ease, the insane young began to tense his prominent, hyper developed torso and arms. Biceps, shoulders and pectorals grew incredibly on him, while thick throbbing veins appeared on his tanned skin. Astonished Miss Muscle stared such a demonstration of virile arrogance with shame. She hadn’t never been able to develop such a size to their own musculature. And worse, the tamed Golden Goddess of Muscle felt as libido began to grow into her…focused on the young that was on the point to kill her….

Trembling, gathering the last remaining of strength from her scorched body, the greatest Maiden of Justice, the veteran Blonde Amazon, raised her arms in a supplicant pose, fighting to keep her on feet. And then, with tears covering her sapphire eyes, the mightiest heroine of all times, declared with supplicant voice.

“Please…please Rod….Please….forgive me….forgive my life….You…you got from me what you wanted….You…you had defeated me totally…utterly…You have destroyed me….Everybody…Everybody can see that….Miss Muscle…Miss Muscle is completely destroyed…You…you made it that….You…you succeeded where many others failed….I…I will do what you want…I..I will return with you….I will be….no…I AM your slave…as I have been during the last months….but please…please…don´t kill me…don’t kill me….please…please……”.-Begged pathetically the overwhelmed heroine.

Deafening to her pleas, Rod made his way to the ruined super woman. Close to her, the invincible, insane Rod stared with intense scorn to her former lover. In fact, Miss Muscle was totally ruined, destroyed. That barely dressed woman wasn’t the heroine which he had fallen in love time ago. Unattractive, unsecure...as he had been time ago. Now, the unmature young was attractive, powerful, he was able to get wht he desire…as a new, attractive lover, much better than that ruined, drained shell, old woman called Miss Muscle. But, meanwhile, his disgusting, former lover needed a lesson…everybody of them needed that.

“You have failed as heroine…you don´t deserve this…”.-Declared Rod with arrogance, grabbing and pulling up, and throbbing away, as a lightning, his tiny golden bikini, exposing her huge, flaccid breasts. During long seconds, her ruined bust were exposed to the bystanders. Hundred of flashes blinded her till, in a gesture of chastity, the ashamed woman covered them with her right arm.

“No…no...please…I…I don´t deserve this…..please…”.-Cried in despair the blonde Queen of Justice, staring his cold eyes.

Deaf to her pleas, with impossible velocity, Rod pulled up her small, golden thong, exposing her dripping womanhood. Slowly, the humbled amazon closed her groins, while her left hand covered her blonde pubic hair.

“No…no…..”.-Sobbed humiliated the Golden Valkyr, while her blonde head fell between her flatteted cleavage, completely ashamed.

“Now, everybody see what you are…a naked, useless, disgusting piece of meat…”.-Yelled cruelly her muscular conqueror.

Completely humiliated and exhausted, the titanic amazon fell finally in knees, begging to die soon. Somehow, the beaten super woman realized that her ultimate ordeal was far to finish. Too late for her, Miss Muscle realized that, her last wave of weakness, had led her to the feet of that merciless insane, unmature young…just in front of his enormous, monstrous cock…a well-known position to her.

“Please…please…nooooo”.-Whispered in despair the finished heroine, realizing of her disgusting fate.

“Now, inhabitants of Alpha City, I will show how useful your admired, idolized super heroine is!!!.-Howled Rod ominously.

Firmly, Rod placed his huge hands on the temples of the blonde heroine, pulling her to his extremely erected, hard manhood. With futile reluctance, Miss Muscle kept her mouth closed, feeling his moist, anxious virile member over her lips.

“Come on, Miss Muscle!!! I know you like that!!! You has made my thousand of blowjobs before!!!”.-Said Rod, pressing slightly her blonde head till, with a scream of pain from her throat, the finished heroine opened her mouth…and his dick made its way into her, opening her jaws to the limit.

“Lick and suck, Miss Whore!!!....Lick and suck and maybe I will keep you alive to be my sexual toy!!!”.-Jeered Rod evilly, realizing of his own lie.

But, during a minute, the Broken Goddess of Muscle licked and sucked the tip of that enormous cock, tasting the disgusting taste of his pre-cum, feeling as her mouth was forced, one time and another, by the powerful throbs of his unnatural dick.

The “brave” amazon was emotionally finished. She had become in a sucking machine, begging for be drowned by gallons of cum, deep into her lungs and throat…and that moment was on the point to happen. Trails of cum left her overloaded mouth, sliding along her chin. Behind the slits of her golden mask, her sapphire eyes were blurred in tears…

“Oh, very...very good Miss Whore!!! You are a real expertise of this!!! I think everybody should know the real woman behind the mask…the best sucking cock of ever….”

Totally stunned, Miss Muscle wasn’t totally conscious about what was on the point to happen…too much weakened to avoid that. Rod, with delivered, perverse rejoice and slowness, removed her golden mask, the last piece of her tiny attire, the golden piece that had concealed her secret identity during more than two long decades.

Seconds before, bystanders was seeing as her greatest, ruined heroine was sucking the cock of a huge, perfect developed man. Now, they were seeing as a massive, ruined woman was doing that. Some murmurs of incredulity appeared along the stunned witnesses of the last humiliation of the marvellous golden wonder woman.

“Oh. I see that someone have recognized you. It seems that your secret identity isn´t a secret any longer, my dear teacher…my dear Kate Spencer Johnson….ha, ha, ha….”.-Roared and laughter with evil rejoice the insane pupil of the exposed, defenceless woman.

Barely conscious of that, Kate kept licking and sucking the cock of her ultimate conqueror, in a kind of reward to his incredible success over the invincible Golden Amazon of Muscle. And in response of that, the insane Golden Young of Muscle felt as his climax was imminent, unavoidable…as unavoidable as his thrumph over her…and the rest of the world, that had humbled her during years.

The overwhelmed heroine felt as his throbbing became faster and faster, hearing his pants of pleasure beyond her drummed ears till….

…till, at the last moment, Rod removed his powerful, excited manhood from her mouth just to shot its load over her. As shotgun blasts, his cum hit her face and bust. Shot after shot, the molested Golden Empress of Justice felt as every square inch of her skin was hit by his dense, viscous seed. Shot after shot, the humbled muscular Blonde Valkyr of Justice felt as his cum slid down along her arms, between her cleavage, staining even her modestly protected bust, making its way, along her rounded belly, to her covered vagina…

The valiant Kate was so exhausted, weakened and humbled that she was unable to cry while the cum of his perverted foe stole the last trace of dignity of her existence. The powerful heroine was only a massive, broken doll prepared to be used at the will and whim of Rod.

“What happen with you, my sexual save? A good blowjob made you horny as Hell!! Well. Never mind. I still love you, my dear teacher…”.-said sweetly Rod, sliding his enormous hands along her tender shoulders, pacing on her trembling feet carefully, lovely. -“…I…I will always remember you as Miss Muscle…”,.Declare Rod.

Surrounded to her loving words an pose, the soft arms of the one-more-time broken woman fell along her flaccid, cummed sides, exposing her stained, ruined body to the astonished crowd.-“Oh…Rod…”.-Muttered Kate, trying to find his eyes…

But immediately, with a sudden movement of his sculptural pelvis, the infamous Golden Villain of Muscle stabbed deeply his large, thick, hard cock deep into her exposed, defenceless womanhood. Her massive physique twitched abruptly, while her eyes and mouth wide opened in a grim of pure pain and incredulity.

Though Kate, as Miss Muscle, had been fucked and raped many times along the last months, the evil teenager had never been so brutal…so cruel. During long seconds, Kate felt as totally pierced to his enormous manhood.

Slowly, Rod removed his massive ram of her…just to repeat his strike once, twice, three times…Her blurred sapphire eyes rolled back on her blonde hair, while her fleshy lips were opened in a vain attempt of howling in an easing, harrowing scream.

Firmly trapped, impaled by his dick, embraced her ample torso by his thick, chiselled arms, Rod took off the ground, a hundred yards over the avenue and its astonished, stunned bystanders. His body was surrounded by an intense aura of power and self-confidence. Her body kicked slightly, pathetically on the air, while her weak hands grabbed with useless strength his thick wrists.

“You shouldn´t leave me, darling. I loved you…I love you too much…but…but I am unable to forgive your flee, your betrayal….”.-Whispered Rod, while his throbbing cock was beginning to stimulate her swollen clit.

“Everything I did, I did it for your own good!!! Mrs Muscle never visited Peter. I manipulated the images. When Mrs Muscle was on the point to find our home, I managed her. It was really hard to kill her…but it was necessary to protect you from your real foes…your family, your neighbour. You was risking your life, fighting insane criminals to protect them!!! I wanted to save you from them!!!!”.-Declared Rod, plenty convinced of his deformed logic, while a massive climax grew into her…

“No…no….. It can’t be……”.-Muttered the raped heroine, not only by the shock of his last revelation, but also that, even in her last seconds of life, she was on the point to explode in a orgasm…as hundred of villains and villainess had made before Rod…with the great difference that this orgasm would be the last one of her life.

“You gave me pleasure, you gave me power, darling…but I must kill you.”.-Sadly whispered Rod, tensing his incredible arms around her back in a murderous bearhug.

Pleasure and power. Those words resounded strongly on her mind. His family, his husband and son had been the real source of her power, not the Golden Energy. Somehow, even with the intense remembrance of them on her mind, Kate was unable to summon her Golden Energy to escape of her killer, as she had got many times on the past. Feeling her climax unstoppable, feeling as her inner fluids began to slid along her groins, Kate though on them, desiring with all her soul, see them one more time before die…because Kate, after all mindwashed, was unable to see their faces.

As a telepath, Rod whispered.-“You don’t see them any more. Bye, Miss Muscle. It has been a pleasure to meet you…”.-And, with unnatural synchronization, Kate got her last orgasm, unnatural intense and scorched to her ruined physique, while Rod, easily, broke her back with a sudden twitch of his arms.

And this was the end of the bravest Amazon of Alpha City, killed by one of her most fervent fan. During long seconds, her physique convulsed wildly, lost in ecstasy and death, her arms and legs shocked in the air as a broken doll, her throat screeched in ecstasy and incredulity, in a howl that could be heard along the city, with her moist crotch oozing with the fluids of her last climax, with her blonde mane floating free on the cold air.

Her broken back folded far from the ample, sculptural, perfect pectorals of the Golden Killer of Miss Muscle, revealing to him the astonished expression of the killed Golden Goddess of Muscle, frozen in a painfully grim of ecstasy and incredulity, dribbling, wide opened mouth, blurred, void, wide opened sapphire eyes…

Unable to resist his libido, Rod exploded in his own orgasm. Killing the bravest, most powerful woman on Earth had made him horny as Hell. As a hose, his cock released his cum again, and again, and again, into the death pussy of her inert victim, overloading it.

Under his feet, Rod could notice the astonishment and fear on the inhabitants of Alpha City. Rod smiled. Soon, every inhabitant of Earth would feel the same. He was Rod the Golden Emperor of Muscle, the ultimate superman, strong and attractive as a Greek god.

Satisfied of his historical prowess, the Red-Haired God of Evil released her inert prey, that had become to transform into the human body of the unfortunately Kate. Her corpse fell inert to the ground, followed with a long, thing viscous trail of cum, falling into oblivion.

“I AM NOW YOUR GOD. WHORSHIP ME!!!!”.-Howled Rod to the city, exultant, while the corpse of her blonde Paladin was still on air…

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…but what this new god had forgotten that he had killed both sources of his Golden Power….

The End