Fraulein Nazi, examines her defeated opponent, like a butcher would examine a carcass of beef. Superman's abs were raw red, utterly destroyed, sweat poured off his face, dripping down his heaving chest. She smiled as she decided what body part to abuse next.

Her gaze lingered on his huge arms. His biceps, were massive, totally pumped from all the exertion he had put into hitting her abs earlier. Her hand drifted to her abs, stroking the still hard muscles, as if to reassure herself that they were still intact.

Indeed, the punches of superman, were the strongest she had ever felt, but her abs had held solid. She noticed his eyes, gazing at her stomach. "Oh, don't worry Superman, they're still as hard as ever." She notices for the first time that his knuckles are cut and bleeding.

Grabbing him by the wrist she holds his arm up. Her hand runs up his arm until it rests over his bicep. "Flex for me Superman!" she commands. Seeing no alternative, Superman obeys, his arm flexes and his pumped bicep expands, pushing against her arm, swelling to 25" in size. She grins as she feels it's size and hardness, and then flexes her own bicep. Superms looks crestfallen as her own bicep surges to an unsurpassed 26 inches. "And it's not even pumped yet," she adds to rub it in.

She increases the pressure of her grip on Superman's bicep, and he winces as he feels her harder than diamond fingers, begin to slowly crush his bicep. As he watches in horror, his bicep seems to crumple before his eyes, the muscle crushed and pulverized by her unsurpassed grip. His wail builds to a scream, and he begins to pound her chest with his other arm, trying in vain to break free.

Fraulein Nazi laughs as his blows bounce harmlessly off her breasts, she grabs his other bicep in her other hand, and applies pressure to that too. Superman sinks to his knees in pain, and the only thing keeping him on his feet is Fraulein Nazi holding his arms. "I could rip your arms from their sockets if I wanted," she gloats. To emphasize the point, she twists, visciously dislocating both his shoulders. Superman's screams shatter glass for miles around, and she releases him and he slumps to the ground at her feet.

"Now what next for you? Man of Steel"

What do you do now?

	She moves on to his legs, deciding to crush his largest and strongest muscles
	Enough with the foreplay - time for sex!

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