[AbyssPlanet]

Another Great Chapter man, you really have a good way of describing strength feats and muscle, I have enjoyed just about every story I have seen from you, and this one was no different, another masterpiece.

Seconding this. I've really been enjoying the story so far, and your writing is great. Cheers!  🙂

[Reason]

Excellent story! Even though I'm not one for gore, your style, suspense and character building is very good

I also like the style, suspense and character building of your writing. The difference is, I AM into extreme female muscle, domination and gore. Needless to say that chapter was pretty much my idea of heaven! Thank you for posting, and I can't wait for the next chapter.

[reaper0002000]

Thank you all for you kind comments, they're greatly appreciated…

I realize that gore is not to a lot of people's liking, so I am gratified that you continue to read this thread despite its inclusion.

Best wishes,
Reap

[Tigersan]

You kidding ? Gore is awesome…!!! Especially when you write about it 😉

[reaper0002000]

…cont'd…

Apparently, squeezing this man’s torso to an unsurvivable slit wasn’t enough for her. With her other arm, the one that held both his arms immobile by the grip on his wrists, she started pulling the crushed, dying man’s limp arms. Even from afar, the witnesses were able and shocked to notice the wide smile on the barechested, tremendously muscled girl’s face – a couple of them said it was a look they will never forget, because of how jarring and out of place her expression seemed to what she was doing.

Eyes closed, her face was positively beatific; one of pure joy and contentment… as she effortlessly ripped both his arms right off his body with one hand. One observer numbly compared the ease with which the girl did this like “she was pulling warm taffy apart,” while another said it reminded him of how a child would tear the wings off an injured fly. As the blood poured out of where his arms had been, the brown-haired girl tossed his severed limbs into the van and sat his utterly mangled body to the ground.

She swiveled her narrow hips erotically, her face still blissful as her small, ripped midsection undulated with more muscle than the onlookers could believe. The musclegirl finally straddled the armless, sitting corpse while placing his skull roughly in between the colossally muscled pillars of her sculpted legs, just below her bulging crotch that her panties struggled to hold. Smiling with evil bliss, she then raised and flexed both arms again in a pose of absolute dominance. At the same time, she also flexed her shredded thighs, striations leaping to prominence and veins protruding all over her bulging muscles.

The effect on his skull was instantaneous. “My God — she popped his head like it was a pimple!” was how one appalled witness put it, making the therapist recoil again, disbelieving the horrendous description of a human skull literally splattering apart. But the headless, armless, scissored corpse was a matter of record, as were the numerous pieces of skull and smashed brain found scattered all over the area.

The coroner had personally told the therapist’s contact at Justice that the victim’s skull had been forcibly imploded, its individual bone fragments similar in destruction to what one might expect out of a home trash compactor. He doubted that anyone’s inner thighs were strong enough to exert that kind of force, but he had already seen what could be interpreted as the double-headed imprint of an exceptionally large, high, and hard biceps muscle that was stamped into the corpse’s compressed torso. But everything was blurred by the recovery process; they had dredged the river, and had taken days to recover the water-bloated bodies for forensic pathology to examine. IF the forensic medical evidence were to be correlated with the admittedly intoxicated eyewitnesses’ utterly ludicrous accounts of a freakishly muscular, unbelievably strong girl.

A girl who had then demonstrated the full extent of her gender-bending muscular superiority. Tossing the carnage into the river like a dismembered rag doll, she sauntered towards the overturned van, every step turning her amazing legs into a symphony of bulging, striated power. Without even pausing, the incredibly muscled girl thrust her arms deep into the engine compartment, and lifted the van clear off the road. She was so strong that while suspending entire skewered vehicle, she walked it to the edge of the river, and with a heave, hurled the van into the fast-moving current.

…to be cont'd…

[iceman75]

Another awesome addition, man, can't wait to see what Mercy is capable of next.

[Tigersan]

ohhh sweet 😛 me likes… me likes…

[reaper0002000]

…cont'd…

And although a couple witness had described her facial expression in detail, one even noting her striking good looks and facial beauty, none of them were able or willing to make a positive identification. But to those onlookers that were shown a photographs of suspects, the investigators had noted that they all had paled, some shaking visibly, when shown the recent, senior high school picture of Mercy. But all refused to ID her as the girl in question, some even refusing to indicate Mercy was even at the Riverside Club, refused the offer of witness protection, and their fearful reaction wasn’t enough to bring to court. Not that the investigative team tried that hard, considering the less-than-upstanding nature of the victims involved. There was, after all, some degree of karma involved.

What the investigators would never know is that each witness had been paid a surreptitious visit soon after the incident by a certain young, beautiful, brown-haired girl wearing a sleeveless shirt that showed off simply stupendous, freakish arm musculature. Her ultra-short skirt revealed monstrous legs whose only competition in muscularity were her own astonishing arms. The mortified witnesses could not help but recognizer her from the incident, just as they would soon recognize her high school picture again.

They also could not help but notice what was fastened on her wrists. Bizarrely enough, the girl was also wearing no less than three sets of police-issue, maximum security handcuffs that secured her wrists together. These special manacles were nearly ten times as strong as regulation-issue cuffs, and used only on those who might have the resources to cut through regular handcuffs. They also weighed ten pounds each, yet the powerful girl wore three of them as easily as bracelets.

However, what was most disturbing to every eyewitness was that she had no escorts, no police around her at all. Their fear intensifying, each realized that although she was apparently bound, the murderous musclegirl was alone… and free. The girl had picked her location and time to visit each witness carefully, and each of them came to the mortifying realization that there was no one else was in the vicinity. Just one witness, and one young, incredible female predator.

In front of each now petrified witness, the girl smiled meaningfully and raised her bound hands high above her crop of pony-tailed, brown hair, unfolding her shockingly muscled torso to flaring, majestic proportions that utterly dwarfed the cowering individual in front of her. Her scapulae winged outwards inhumanly, spreading almost a foot in each direction and effortlessly ripping out her shirt sides. Her huge, shaved underarms were now fully exposed, each actually bigger than her lovely face, and the musky scent of her arousal saturated the entire area. She delighted in her own unimaginable strength by rippling her obscene muscles to truly hellish relief, effortlessly straining the manacles to their breaking point. Her shoulder girdle was so massive, her lats so wide, that each side looked capable of devouring an entire human head in their oversized muscle-formed vaults as she swayed, growing increasingly pumped with her arms outstretched overhead.

Smelling her own arousal, she pushed her pointy chin past the thick meat of her pectoral, and extending her exceptionally long, strong tongue, licked her lips. As the girl moaned in self-lust, her freakish muscles bulged ever larger with arousal, pumping up as she savored the moment. She smiled dreamily – even deodorized, she could detect that her exquisitely girlish smell was incredible. Sweet. Strong. Unbearably sexy. Like the nectar that now started gushing between her legs as her soaked panties fell torn to the grown, burst asunder from being unable to contain the monstrosity of her meat. Inhumanly, its destruction was due to a simple tensing from between the girl’s awesome legs… her sexual leviathan that had exploded apart yet another pair of panties to reveal a hulking brute of a groin, bursting with muscular sexuality.

For the first time, each witness now saw the girl up-close in all her inconceivable development, and the sight of her inconceivably powerful genitals coupled with the smoky erotic scent of her ungodly strength simply overwhelmed them, their senses so overcome that eachtumbled to the ground stunned before the self-aroused, beautiful beast. She looked at them, smirking. Even though she would never admit to thinkin it, that’s where they belonged – on their knees, bowing at her feet. Beneath a superior sex that could literally dismember and consume them. Being spattered by her wetness, or better yet, her divine jack. She finally brought her hellishly sculpted arms down, coiling them and flexing her huge, towering biceps into a mindboggling, dominating display of unequallable muscularity.

It was also a menacing demonstration of ungodly strength, for she easily snapped all three manacles apart, almost inadvertently with her flex, like they were made of cheap plastic. Their hardened steel were clearly nothing to her. If any of the witnesses failed to register what she had just done to the handcuffs, a single satisfied glance with those deep blue eyes towards the three thick, shattered metal strands hanging uselessly from her wrists on the peaked backdrop of the world’s ultimate biceps would focus their mortified attention on the inescapable conclusion. Nothing was capable of stopping her. She never said a word, but she got her point across to every trembling witness. She would find them. And literally tear them to pieces.

…to be cont'd…

[ayanamifan]

OMG that was simpy great again ^_^
I love your descriptions
cant wait to see more

[egad]

Great addition Reap.

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