[reaper0002000]

Thanks for the kind comments; they are most appreciated…
Reap

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Of course, the psychologist also knew none of this. In as much as he had no idea that his online resume and his former employers had attracted Mercy’s attention. Although he was genuinely shaken by the sheer goriness of what had been in the county morgue, the man was far more skeptical when it came to the story of the superhuman girl. After all, no witness identified her, despite allegedly getting good views of her face. Alcohol, drugs, and overactive imaginations combined with latent erotic longings were far more likely in his world.

He’d shaken his head. After all, a girl catching a car, overturning it with her bare hands, and then ripping out the door before she literally destroyed several men, tearing one limb from limb? Popping a head like a pimple? Come on — who’d believe that? That is, until he actually met Mercy today. And saw her muscles.

“Doctor…?”

He started, refocused, and saw that Mercy had finally indeed spoken. She was looking at him, her large blue eyes questioning but without any apparent emotion. He shook himself mentally, taking a deep breath to calm his own anxiety, coming back to the present. He especially avoided looking directly at her eyes, for it was easy to get lost in those deep, intensely azure pools that now regarded him with placid, childlike inquiry.

Like the girl that the report described, Mercy was young, stunningly beautiful, and impossibly muscular; however, she also came across as almost naïve despite that tremendously built, powerful body. Except for that flash of anger when he tried to slap her, when she’d recounted her dream, Mercy displayed none of the emotional cues of vicious sadism like the girl in the report. Or the 10 year-old she had just made herself out to be in her dreams.

“Do YOU think that I’m… you know…” Mercy paused as if unsure to continue, and closed her doe-like eyes. Resigned, she sighed heavily while bringing up both unbelievably sculpted arms and coiling them in the beginning of a yawning stretch.  If her previous movement had resulted an symphony, these caused an earthquake. The therapist couldn’t contain gasping at the sight.

Gigantic lats appeared out of nowhere, instantly filling and then overcoming the armholes on her vest, effortlessly splitting apart the seams to flare out unrestrained as vast, massive wings beneath her rising arms. Her released lats kept growing and spreading, her enormous flare seeming to take up the width of the loveseat. Huge, vein-filled arms bursting with unimaginable muscle that now became alive with almost ludicrous bulges and angles as they flexed, both towering biceps turning into softball-sized ovals of visibly immense power.

Arching her back, Mercy’s giant chest literally erupted, the spaces between buttons turning into gaping holes that exposed her granite flesh. Since she wore no bra, all he saw was the stunningly deep, notched cleavage between two monumental chest slabs of pure girl brawn that were easily tearing apart her top… then all the buttons burst and her monstrous pecs poured out like conquering armies, her small nipples shamelessly exposed amongst the shredded expanses of unearthly girlbeef. His jaw dropped at her bared, massive, hideously muscled chest. Instead of breasts, Mercy had separations, striations, and veins. Even under her girlish nipples, Mercy had no breasts whatsoever; she was 100% granite muscle — simply too ripped, too shredded for any fatty tissue anywhere at all. Except for those small, exquisitely feminine nipples, her exposed chest was two hulking, masculine sculptures of ungodly gender-smashing muscularity.

“… sexy?” Mercy finished.

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[fm07]

Another great update!

[AbyssPlanet]

Oooh boy, methinks the good doctor is going to give the wrong answer, and then Mercy will turn him inside-out.

[reaper0002000]

Oooh boy, methinks the good doctor is going to give the wrong answer, and then Mercy will turn him inside-out.

Yeah…maybe. 🙂
…

But then again, can anyone think of a RIGHT answer..? 😉

[Ad_Meyer]

Yeah…maybe. 🙂
…

But then again, can anyone think of a RIGHT answer..? 😉

Well…. How about saying "Yes", and then immediately get down on his knees and begin worshipping her?
OK… I admit that this will improve his chance to only 1 in a million instead of Zero, but he has nothing to lose,
does he?

[sevenup]

Ya know reap, whenever I see your thread has come alive again, my immediate reaction is like Hiro Nakamura in Heroes "woohoooo!!!"

By the end of reading your post, I'm breathing hard and am more alive (if you get my drift).  Keep up the great work.

[ayanamifan]

Oh yes! I do think she looks sexy ^__^
I really would like to draw her in exactly that pose for you, if you want.

[Tigersan]

Well…. How about saying "Yes", and then immediately get down on his knees and begin worshipping her?
OK… I admit that this will improve his chance to only 1 in a million instead of Zero, but he has nothing to lose,
does he?

I dont think that Mercy is fond of worhippers, unless they are crushed, ripped apart or torn apart… that is… ;P

[reaper0002000]

…cont'd…

He was surprised by the unexpected ending of her question, and his head jerked up from ogling her now mostly-exposed, insanely muscular physique to look at her young, gorgeous face. To his consternation, Mercy was staring at him with her eyes narrowed. Her blazing eyes were blue lasers that pierced into his very soul. It was as if she could read his every thought. She took a deep breath, her face darkening like a thundercloud. Just the expression on her young face chilled him as she maintained her vest-shredding posture. By her hardened features and how she was measuring his response, he suddenly realized Mercy had done the fake yawn motion deliberately. But why would she…?

Beads of cold sweat started to form on the psychologist’s forehead, his stomach sinking into a bottomless pit of fear as he realized what was happening: in “innocently” adopting this posture, she knew what her incredible muscles would to her clothing. She’d burst right out, and she did. Mercy was showing off her mindboggling musculature. Like the girl did that night, right before she entered the van…! His horror grew ever greater, and it felt like he couldn’t even take a breath as he watch the beauty become a beast right before his eyes.

Adjusting her arms to a more traditional outstretched muscle pose, a now barechested Mercy chuckled menacingly, her perfect teeth glistening. He stared helplessly at the unusually pointed, prominent canines that foreshadowed her ferocious inner predator. She slowly flexed first one massive, breastless pec into hellishly striated prominence, and then the other. The therapist paled, whimpering, as layer upon layer of freakish striations formed, networks of hose-like veins protruding over every inch of obscene pectoral development. She was so ripped, Mercy had dramatic pectoral dimples, the deep divots larger than some women’s breasts at her deltoid tie-ins.  Her visible power was ungodly – she looked like she could lift an entire freeway of vans. Mercy smirked and perked her astoundingly powerful, naked pecs demonstratively, flicking her small nipples up and down, before abruptly snap-flexing her chest into an utterly male-shaming display of inhuman muscular supremacy. Not a single inch of her colossal pecs wasn’t deeply etched with individual muscle fibers and veins that threatened to burst right out of her skin.

A small pool of urine started to form on the carpet, trickling down his pant leg as he pissed himself in fear at the muscles of Mercy. She glanced in disdain at the familiar reaction to her mindblowing muscularity – it was not uncommon for even more waste to unload from sheer terror when confronted with her inconceivable physicality. Her strength was fathomless, more than capable of crushing an army of men like ants. Just like she had done to a teenaged male gymnast as a mere 10 year-old girl. Or any man that found her sexy.

Mercy openly admired the nightmarish hulking muscularity of her bared, clenched chest, her hardening sex nubs noticeably erect amidst their flushing areolas. She moaned in arousal from her own magnificent body, oozing brute strength out of every pore. Even the vaguely smoky, musky smell of her ungodly strength permeated the room from out of the massive muscle vaults of Mercy’s shaved, enormous muscle-widened armpits. Her erotic, heady scent flooded every inch of the room, adding to the sense of utter domination she exuded. The man huddled back in his chair, heart pounding from both fear and the irresistible tide of pheromones, as Mercy gave him a wicked grin, and then fully flexed into a monster double biceps pose with stupefying results.

The psychologist cried out in alarm as her exploding physique completely obliterated what was left of her top, her outlandish muscles summoned to their true colossal size, and she fixed him a look of absolute, dominant superiority. There was no comparison between her magnificent physique and any human. Not even a shred of clothing was now left on the beautiful girl’s matchlessly muscled, pumped upper body as she relaxed her pose, readjusting her position calmly. Mercy’s shy, hesitant demeanor had completely evaporated in the angry heat of her muscular explosion and self-lust.  He quivered in absolute terror, as a now brazenly topless, spectacularly muscular Mercy coolly regarded him with those deep blue eyes, a slight tug on the corner of her lips. She was an absolute beast, an animal muscled beyond all reason, and she was unleashed.

…to be cont'd…

[Reason]

Alright! Cool new episode. I was starting to think my favorite show had been canceled  😉

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