Chapter 38: The death of Superman
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Torn between saying nothing and experiencing agony for days, and submiting to Judy once again, Superman cannot take it any longer, his will and his pride are shattered. In the face of any other opponent, he would have said nothing, and endured what ever pain they inflicted with stoic resolve. If it meant death so be it.
But against Judy he could summon none of this resolve. She had beaten him, completely, and he had nothing left.
"Ass," Superman mumbled.
"WHAT WAS THAT? DID YOU SAY YOU WANTED ME TO KILL YOU WITH MY ASS?" boomed Judy. "SPEAK UP WEAKLING!"
"Ass" repeated Superman loudly.
"Well, seeing as you asked nicely - I SHALL KILL YOU WITH MY TITS!!!"
Judy picks up Superman, holding him by the back of the head, and proceeds to repeatedly bash his head against her massive tits. Despite being the softest part of her body, Judy's tits are incredibly firm. Superman's face is soon turned into a bloody pulp. Still holding him up, she changes tactics and begins to tit slap him. Knocking him silly once again.
Realizing, that Superman can take no more. She presses his face firmly between her breasts, cutting off his oxygen supply. The battered Superman, struggles weakly before fallig unconscious for the last time.
Judy holds him up by the hair, examining him for the last time. "When all is said and done, Superman, you were nothing but a weakling, with a small dick and crap in bed." With that final dismissal. Judy thrusts Superman's head firmly between her tits, and then puts her hands on her hips and FLEXES.
The power of her pectoral muscles swelling, forces her tits to some together with enough power to grind diamond into powder. Superman's head is not match for the titanic forces at work, between her mighty breasts. his head shatters ike a ripe melon, and the headless body drops to the floor in a gout of blood.
What do you do now?
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