A Superman story – the Sequel by Hatour

Natalie Sizemore enter the gym that belonged to the Man of Steel.  It was like nothing she had ever seen before.  In fact, she was down right confused and disappointed.  Upon entering the gym, she discovered an empty room.

“I don’t get it,” she said aloud.  “I thought this was a gym.”  She was aching to try out her new muscles.

“This is a gym,” said the computer voice that inhabited the Fortress of Solitude.

“How can that be?” Natalie asked the computer.

“This gym was designed by the great Krytonian Etana Amzi-Pow.  All you need do is tell me what exercise you wish to perform and I will arrange the system to make the proper benches and bars.  Then you tell me how much weight you wish to use for the exercise and I will program that amount of resistance onto the bars.  The weight is generated by the application of shielded gravitational fields and there has yet to be a limit to the weight generated by the gym.”

“Well, then,” stated Natalie, “This should be interesting.  Let’s start with tricep extensions.”  The room emitted a low whir for a bit, then a single bar came down from the ceiling, attached by chains on both ends.

“Weight?” asked the computer.

“200 pounds,” Natalie answered.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” replied the computer.  “Your physiology is much more capable than that.  May I suggest 200 tons as an easy warm up?”

Natalie could not believe what she heard.  Of course, she should have known she was able to lift massive amounts of weights now that she was on par with Superman.  However, it was just dawning on her how truly powerful she has become.  “Well if you think that is an easy warm up, why don’t we push it up to 500 tons?” She said, half joking.

“Very well,” stated the computer.  More whirring was heard and as it stopped the number 500 tons appeared over the apparatus.

Natalie stepped forward and grasped the bar.  It measured up to her perfectly.  She pushed the bar down very hard and completed the repetition as if it were nothing.  She repeated the repetition with the same result.  After the fifth repetition, Natalie said, “Double the weight.”  More whirring was heard and the number over the apparatus changed to 1,000 tons.  Once again, she braced herself against the bar and met with the same result.

“Screw this, let’s get into some heavy lifting!  And with better exercises!” Natalie told the computer.  She took a step back and said, “Preacher curls.”  The bar was lifted back up to the ceiling and more whirring could be heard.  A preacher curl station rose from the ground.  Also rising from the ground was a bar similar to the tricep extension bar, but is was resting on the preacher station.  “Computer, how much does Superman curl when he works out?”

“He warms up with 15,000 tons,” stated the computer.

“Okay, place 15,000 tons on the preacher curl bar,” Natalie replies.  Once again the tail-tell sound of the whirring meant that the gym was placing the weight on the bar.  The whirring stopped and the number 15,000 tons appeared over the apparatus.  Natalie walked up to the station and sat down.  She placed her arms on the rest and grasped the bar.  As with the tricep curl, she put all she had into it and raised the bar up quickly as though she was lifting a pencil.  She repeated the movement twice and placed the bar back on the rest.

“What is Superman’s maximum lift on the preacher curl?”

“20, 500 tons.”

“Place it on the bar.”  When the whirring stopped. She again curled the weight easily.  “Double the weight.” She again curled the weight easily.  “Double the weight again.”  She again curled the weight easily.  “Double the weight again.”  She again curled the weight easily.  At this point she was curling 164,000 tons, 6 times more than Superman’s maximum and she was not even getting a pump!

“Okay computer, since your so smart, how much do you think I should place on the bar to give myself a challenge?”  A red beam shot at her and scanned her body.  After a moment, the computer replied with, “1,000,000 tons.”

“Do it.”  Again the whirring and the display of 1,000,000 tons over her head.  She grasped the bar and curled the weight.  For the first time since she started this workout, she could feel the weight.  She cracked out ten reps and stopped.  Blood was beginning to engorge her already huge biceps.

“Add another 250,000 tons.”

Again she grasped the bar when the 1,250,000 tons number appeared over her head.  She pumping the weight up and down more slowly, as she started to feel that pleasurable burn in her biceps.  That sensation that told her that she was making her muscles grow.  She again stopped at ten reps.  She stretched out her arms and loosen them up, now that she was finally starting to get a work out.

“Add another 250,000 tons.”

Again she grasped the bar when the 1,500,000 tons number appeared over her head.  She slowly powered the weight up.  She was breathing heavy now.  She let the weight down in a controlled motion and then powered it back up.

“NO!!  This can’t be possible!” came a yell by the door of the gym.  It was Superman.  He saw the number displayed over Natalie and could not believe it.

“Oh its possible Superman,” Natalie said through gritted teeth as she let the weight back down.  “And I have you to thank for it.”  She powered the weight back up.  “And if you are a good little boy,” She lowered the weight back down.  “I can show you again just how grateful I can be!”  She powered the weight up for the fourth time.

She lowered the weight before Superman’s disbelieving eyes.  She was immense.  Her arms looked bigger than the 36 inches that stood before him only moments ago.  She growled as she powered up the weight one more time.  Her arms rose to unimaginable heights.  She dropped the bar and sat there panting.  “Think I can lift more, Superman?”

“This must be some kind of trick,” Superman replied.  “I was weak before when I hit you.  I know it and you must have reprogrammed my gym to make me think that you were stronger than me.  This just can’t be!”

Natalie got off the preacher curl station and her 6’ 9” massive physique eclipsed Superman’s own impressive, but now puny looking 6’ 2” body.  She stretched her arms out and blasted a double bicep pose.  Superman looked up at her and her arms and his mouth hung open in utter amazement.  Her gargantuan arms, now fully pumped must have measured close to 40 inches.  “You think these muscles are for show, Superman?”

“They have to be,”  he replied half whispering to himself as he could not tear his eyes off of Natalie’s huge arms.

“Well I propose a contest then,” Natalie stated, as she started to unflex and flex her arms again.

“Sure,” Superman mumbled.  He could not take his eyes off of the symphony of muscles that was Natalie’s arms.  Her horseshoe triceps standing in bold relieve when she stretched her arms out and the mountain of a bicep that erupted off of her arms when she flexed them.  Despite himself, Superman was starting to get excited again.

“A powerlifting contest between you and me.  And the winner gets the loser.  Deal?”

“Okay,” Superman mumbled again.  At that moment he shook his head and seemed to come back to his senses.  His bravado came back he said, “But there is no way you will win.  No one is stronger than me!  First, Computer, run a full diagnostic on the gym, remove any new programming that was inputted today, and fix any other problems that may exist.”

The room whirred for a few minutes.  “The gym is in full normal operation.”

“Great, what should we start off with?” Superman asked Natalie.

“Let’s start with the squat.”  The gym whirred and a single bar with a chain on both ends of the bar and a stand appeared from the ground.  “Superman, you can choose the weight.”

“40,000 tons.”

“Do you think that is enough?”

“More than enough to beat you!”  Superman walked between the stand and lifted the weight onto his shoulders.  The stand seem to move down as Superman completed his squat.  “There, beat that!”

Although she had not done squats yet, she was confident that she was much stronger than Superman.  “Let’s stop playing around with light weights.  Computer place Superman’s maximum squat on the bar.”  The gym whirred and number 48,800 tons appeared over the squat stand.

Natalie approached the stand as Superman snorted.  Natalie took the weight on her shoulders and squatted the weight easily.  Superman’s jaw dropped open as she did another squat and then another.  She had easily squatted his max for three reps!  “Your turn,” Natalie said as she walked towards Superman.

“Fine!  50,000 tons!,”  Superman stood under the weight and started taking deep breaths to ready himself for the lift.  He started to push up on the bar, but it would not budge.  His face started to get red with the effort.  He thought to himself that this can’t be happening, he was Superman!  After three excruciatingly long minutes, he gave up.

“Step aside, Superman, and let me show you how it’s done.  Computer, make the weight ten times heavier.”  Superman stared at her in amazement.  She really can’t be ten times stronger than me he thought.  The number 500,000 tons appeared over the rack.  She got under it and easily raised it off the stand.  She went all the way down and stopped, waited a second and powered the weight back up.  Then she squatted down and up, down and up, down and up.  She did ten quick reps with the weight and placed the weight back on the stand.

“Geez Superman, that didn’t even give my legs a pump!”  Superman looked down and indeed what she said appeared to be true.  Her massive legs appeared to be no bigger than they looked before.

“Well if your so strong, why don’t we find out how much you can squat!”  Superman baited Natalie.  He was hoping that she would tire herself out on the first lift.  He also wanted to see what her legs looked like when they were fully pumped.

“We can save that for later, Superman, but first I have to crush you in this contest.  Bench Press.”  A bench appeared with a bar on rests attached to chains.  “Place Superman’s maximum and double it on the bar.”  80, 800 tons appeared over the bench.  “After you, Superman.”

He strode determined to the bench and laid down on it.  But just as with the last squat, Superman could not budge the weight.

“So you think I am only ten times more strong than you Superman?  That’s not even close, but I would love to find out just how much stronger I am.  Computer, take Superman’s maximum bench press and make it 30 times heavier.”

Superman’s eyes got large again.  Natalie stared daggers of determination at Superman as the room whirred.  She also noticed that his eyes were not the only thing getting large.  She could tell that he was getting excited off of the fact that she was truly stronger than him.

She strode to the bench and laid down on it.  The whirring stopped and the number 1,212,000 tons appeared over her head.  She grasped the bar with a serious expression on her face.  She heaved up hard expecting to feel a massive weight on her arms.  Then a smiled crossed her face.  She lowered the weight and raised it up quickly.  “Wow, Superman, this isn’t that hard at all!”  She lowered the weight up and down in a piston like fashion ten times.  She stood up off of the bench.  “Pretty soon I’m going to have to find some weights that challenge me!”

Superman fell on to the floor completely defeated.  Natalie Sizemore had completely humiliated him.

“Deadlift,” Natalie cried out.  “Why don’t you sit this one out Superman and watch.  I don’t want you to get hurt and I am going to need that big muscle between your legs later.”

Natalie never considered herself to have a single dominate bone in her body, but she was getting off on her total and complete domination of Superman.  “1.5 million tons.”  A bar appeared before her feet.

She deadlifted that bar ten times before Superman’s unbelieving eyes.  While she was still holding the bar, she said “2 million tons.”  The bar got heavier and Natalie could feel the weight.  She started to deadlift the weight again and again, but slower.  But Natalie noticed that every time she lifted the weight, Superman’s erection would get a little larger.

“You like that, Superman?” she asked.  “Is this getting you hot and horny?”  Superman nodded yes.  “Then watch this.”  She closed her eyes and concentrated.  She took that massive weight and shifted it to her shoulders in a quick movement.  “Do you want me to lift this massive 2,000,000 ton weight over my head?”  Once again Superman nodded yes.

Again he was amazed as instead of dropping down and snapping the weight over her head, she powered the weight up with a might scream.  Superman was overwhelmed and came.  After he was done, he was still erect.  “Thanks for the complement, Superman, but the show is not over yet!”

She lowered the weight back to her chest and powered it up again.  She was slowly pressing this 2,000,000 ton weight up and down.  She was feeling the burn in her shoulders, chest and arms.  She was also getting unbelievably turned on.  She loved being strong and being able to turn on Superman so easily.

She finally dropped the weight to her massive thighs.  She shifted her grip.  “3,000,000 tons!”  No, she can’t be, Superman thought.  The whirring ended and Natalie started to slowly curl the weight.  Up and down, Up and down.  Superman’s erection was pulsing with every lift.  If his calculations were right, with Natalie curling 3 million tons, she was over 100 times stronger than him.  This sent him over the edge again, even more come escaping his organ.

“Computer, what is this metal that the gym is made out of?”

“Inertron, the strongest metal in the known universe.  The only way to bend and shape it is with the heat of a dying star and a magical hammer like the one that Thor possesses.”

“Detach the bar from the chains.”  The chains disappeared and she was left holding the bar.

Superman was breathless but smiled with amusement.  “Not even you think you can do anything to that bar.”

“Just watch me!”  Natalie grasped both ends of the bar and started to exert bending pressure on it.  Her arms started to bulge and her chest started to engorge itself with blood.  No movement in the bar could be seen as she redoubled her efforts.

Superman started to laugh.  Finally! He thought, there is a limit to her strength.  But he was getting turned on again as her chest was rising and starting to get pumped.  The striations behind her large breasts were starting to become prominent.  She stopped for a second, took a deep breath, and tried again.

Then Superman stopped laughing and his smile started to fade.  No.  She can’t.  My eyes have to be playing tricks on me.  Do I see a small bend in the metal?

Natalie opened her eyes and saw the slight bend that was beginning to form in the center of the bar and grimaced with more with effort.  She would bend this bar!  And she was.  The metal started to screech in protest as the strongest metal in the universe was yielding to the mighty muscles of Natalie Sizemore.

Natalie’s arms were bulging with mighty muscles all over her body as she concentrated on completely bending the bar in half.  Her mountainous biceps were competing for space with her monstrous pecs.  Her abs were a cobblestone of muscle.  Even her quads were massive redwoods of power.

When the bar was finally bent in two, Natalie had a massive orgasm and dropped to her knees as her whole body shook.  She was still horny and wanted more!  She wanted to keep showing Superman just how puny and insignificant he was compared to her hulking strength!

“Remember when I placed your dick in between my pecs, Superman?  Do you dare do that now?”  She placed the bent bar between her pecs and flexed the most indescribably massive most muscular pose in universal history.  Her traps rose to her ears.  You could not even see the metal of the bar until I peeked out the top and bottom of her chest.  A full three feet of the doubled over Inertron metal was obscured by her massive pecs.  She squeezed harder and harder.  Her pecs and traps were getting more and more pumped as they grew larger and larger.  The telltale sign of the metal screeching was heard as her humongous pecs were smashing the metal flat.  She redoubled her efforts and with a final guttural grunt, she split the doubled over metal in two!  Another orgasm hit her, more powerful than the last.

Superman had finally snapped.  Even though he was so sexually aroused it was like he was sporting a permanent erection, he just could not take the fact that there was someone in the universe that was so overwhelming stronger than him.  He charged at her and started throwing punches at her.  He hit her everywhere, arms, chest, and abs.

She was so lost in her orgasm that did not even notice that he was attacking her.  It was not until he started to hit her in the face that she took notice.  A look went across her face that made Superman’s blood run cold.  She just stared at him and he froze.  She grabbed him around the throat and stood up.  She lifted him high in the air with her one hand.

“Don’t you realize what I can do to you?” she shouted.  “I could pummel you until your muscles turn to mush.  I can crush every bone in your body to dust without even trying!”  She started to shake Superman back and forth.  Even though she was angry, she was also getting excited again for manhandling Superman so easily.  From the corner of her eye, she could see his large erection bobbing too and fro.  She got more excited when she realized that he liked it too.  She stopped shaking him and his erection came to rest on her chest.  A smile came across her face.

She reached down and took a piece of the broken Inertron in her hand.  “Since your mine, I’ll make another deal with you, Superman.  If you can survive this next sexual experience, I’ll stay in the Fortress of Solitude and you will be my sex slave.”  His erection twitch at that.  “If you don’t survive, then, well, you don’t survive!”

She simultaneously slipped his erection into her pecs as she slipped the piece of Inertron into herself.  She slowly and gently stroked Superman up and down her now 4 foot wide cleavage as she stroked the four foot long piece of metal into herself.  Every once in a while, she would release her hold on both the metal and Superman and move him up and down with her pec muscles and the metal up and down using her vaginal muscles.  She took hold of the new metal dildo and place her other hand on the small of Superman’s back and he winced in pain.  She started to pick up the pace and pant heavily.

“Standing military press with 5,000,000 tons!” she shouted out.  She let go of the metal and Superman and grasped the weight.  She could not lift it.  She tried and struggled but could not do it.

No!  She thought.  Superman could not defeat me, Inertron could not defeat me, and I will be damned if this gym will defeat me!  She squeezed harder.  Superman growned in pain and pleasure.  The metal inside Natalie began to screech.  She used her muscle control to pulse her vaginal muscles and her pectoral muscles every time she pushed against the bar.

Push………pulse………squeeze………screech………grunt………push.
Push………pulse………squeeze………screech………grunt………push.
Push……pulse……squeeze……screech……grunt……push.  The bar began to move!
Push…pulse…squeeze…screech…grunt…push.  Her arms were slowly extending.
Push..pulse..squeeze..screech..grunt..push.  Moving slowly upward!
Push, pulse, squeeze, screech, grunt, push.  Almost there!
Push.pulse.squeeze.screech.grunt.push.  Push.pulse.squeeze.screech.grunt.push. 
Push.pulse.squeeze.screech.grunt.push. 

The bar reached it’s zenith and Natalie erupted!  Her vaginal muscles were spasming, utterly destroying the Inertron.  Her frame was so big, with so much muscle on it, she presented an eye-boggling, hallucinatory, image of brutal power.  Her arms are tremendously huge mountains of granite.  Triceps that are bigger than most male bodybuilder’s arms.  Shoulders bigger than basketballs and harder than diamonds. Her traps thick with power.  Her thick, shapely, steel hard thighs pulsed with the weight of 5,000,000 tons.

She didn’t even notice that Superman had a screaming orgasm with her, spreading his come all over her.  She finally fell to the ground, utterly exhausted.  Superman survived.

The End