Superman meets Alexa.
By Smog.



There had been complaints lately about a woman who hung out at the weights
facility on the beach who had been terrorizing people there for some time. It
was also suspected that she was running a close knit crime ring in the area.

Superman, in his Clark Kent outfit, stood outside the fence and watched. It
was

Obvious who the woman in question was, as she was the dominant force on the
scene pushing everyone else around.

This woman immediately mesmerized him. She had long flowing blond hair, and
had the face of an angel, which was incongruous with the way she was behaving.

What struck him the most was her body. The woman was absolutely huge, a Muscle
Goddess! Layer after layer of thick, deeply cut, muscle covered her entire
body. She wore only the skimpiest of bikinis, which exposed almost every
square inch of her fantastic torso to my unbelieving eyes. I didn't know where
to look first! She was massively muscled with enormous biceps, huge thighs and
calves, washboard abs and a heavily muscled back; she had it all. Her 40d
breasts stood proudly and obviously very firm on her chest and strained the
outer limits of her black lycra bra while exerting absolutely no gravitational
pressure on the lower end.

At about 5'4" the girl was extremely compact and could have been chiseled out
of marble, except that marble couldn't move as gracefully as the girl did and
probably wasn't as hard as she was. The Goddess slowly and sexily struck a
double biceps pose. Huge mountains of muscle literally erupted from her arms.
Her massive, sculptured, biceps and triceps expanded beyond comprehension.

It was incredible. He had never seen anything like that before. The woman's
bicep must have been at least 40 inches.

The incredible female then put her hands on her hips and tensed her whole
body. The valley between her breasts dramatically deepened with pectoral
separation, and thick, defined lats sprang forth giving her a "Vee" shape that
would

do justice to Mr. Olympia, let alone to a girl barely twenty years old. Her
already ripped abdominals took on a level of definition and flexation that
defied description. Her thighs showed deep separations between the monstrous
slabs of steely power of those legs with grapefruit sized, dramatically cut
calves to finish off the muscular perfection of this muscle girl.

Clark Kent continued to watch the amazon working out until the sun set and
everyone had left.

He listened in on conversations the amazon was having using his super hearing
and picked up upon clues of criminal activities.

He was definitely going to have to have words with this woman as Superman.

The beach was now empty. Clark Kent began to walk back towards the street,
when the amazon, still in her work out clothes, stepped out of the shadows and
stood before him.

"I saw you checking me out before. Are you looking for some action?" she asked

menacingly. "No" Clark Kent replied coolly. "No I'm not, thank you." Part of
him was hoping that this amazon would do something stupid so he could kick her
ass. He sidestepped the amazon and continued walking.

"I don't like being ignored, asshole. Especially by a weakling man." The
muscle girl roughly spun him around and he yelped as she almost crushed his
shoulder with her grip. "I asked you a question, BOY!" The amazon shouted.

She slowly raised her left arm and flexed. Again, the girl's biceps and
triceps burst forth in gargantuan splendor. Clark Kent looked at her
fearfully.

What was going on here? How could she hurt him?

The girl's hard breasts pushed out the tight fitting bra. Her hard nipples
clearly showed through. Broad, heavily muscled shoulders, and those ungodly
arms. Cute, if not beautiful face. It was a sight that would have normally
thrilled him.

"I asked you a question, WIMP!!" She said.

"Well I'm not listening. Do you want to do something about it?" Clark Kent
asked defiantly.

"You don't know who you're up against here, but you're going to find out!" the
amazon replied angrily. They now stood opposite each other.

Clark Kent had this funny feeling sweep over him being this close to this
huge, beautiful and stunning woman. The amazon made the first move. She shoved
Clark Kent. To his surprise, he took a step backwards. He moved back to where
she was and said "don't do that." "Oh yeah?" replied the amazon as she pushed
him again, this time with more force. Clark Kent was forced to take two steps
backwards and was now enraged. "I told you not to do that!" He yelled.

He stretched out his arms and was about to shove her, but the amazon grabbed
his hands just inches away from his body and in one swift motion jerked them
down and pinned them to his side. Clark Kent was stunned, but before he could
react, the amazon head butted him right on the bridge of his nose. He saw
stars. He couldn't believe it! He tried to free his arms but couldn't! They
were

pinned to his side! Another head butt followed which wobbled him. Clark Kent
could not comprehend what was happening. How was this woman holding his arms
in place and why did her head butts hurt? How could this be happening?

Before he could react, the amazon pressed her body against his and proceeded
to kiss him deeply and passionately on the lips.

He tried to resist. He shook his head back and forth and tried desperately to
free his arms, but to no avail. The amazon continued her lip lock.

Clark Kent's knees went weak. The amazon's body was pressing up against his.
She released her lip lock on him and released one of his arms, grabbed him by
the back of the head, and buried his face in between her massive

breasts. He could not breathe. The amazon continued to hold him in that
position. She lifted her massive knee straight up into Clark Kent's mid
section. A gasp escaped from in between the amazon's ample bosom. She kneed
him again and again. He was in trouble! How could this be happening to him?

The amazon released his head and cracked him in the jaw with a right cross.
His legs buckled. The amazon grabbed him by the waist and pulled him into a
bear hug. He could not comprehend this situation. What was going on here?

The amazon walked over to the now closed and deserted snack bar. She released
her bear hug and shoved Clark Kent up against the wall. She pinned his arms to

his side again and continued kissing him. He tried to resist, but it was
futile. The amazon stepped back and ripped the front of his shirt. His famous
"S" logo was now clearly visible. "Well look what we have here?" the amazon
said with glee. "You're wearing a costume! And just who do you think you are
little man? Superman, you think you're Superman? Well don't we have delusions
of grandeur?"

The amazon kissed him again as both her hands roamed over Superman's majestic
"S" logo on his chest. He desperately tried to resist. What was going on here?

Superman shuddered in horror as he felt the amazon's right hand started
stroking his cock.

"Make your cock as hard as my muscles. If you're man enough!" She then
whispered. The Goddess then lifted her thigh lightly against his balls. Her
thigh felt like a steel pole against him. She began stroking him faster.

"Look at me, wimpy, look at the body that's doing this to you." She flexed her
left arm for him again and again, her bicep exploding to its 40" size.

She repeatedly squeezed his cock in the same cadence as she flexed her huge
arm.

He could almost anticipate the sensation whenever she tightened her arm. Her
massive arm, the vibrating strobe of pleasure, again and again.

"I'm going to make you come now." She said.

He couldn't believe it. He, Superman, was being raped!

All the same, he put one hand on her fantastic arm, feeling the huge muscles
of the girl moving under her tawny skin.

Totally in control, the girl's muscled arm kept him trapped against her thick
pectorals. He was surrounded by female steel!

The glorious girl pulled his head against her armor-plated chest above her
breasts and proceeded to stroke and squeeze his cock, first gently and then

harder. Then gently, then harder. Gentle, hard, gentle, hard. Between her

manipulation of his cock and the feel of her awesome musculature, there was no
way he could contain myself.

"Give it to me now, baby! I want all of your cum!" She whispered.

Superman was shaking and moaning uncontrollably as the juice exploded out of
his cock in great gushing bursts. She kept beating him off as he came. She was
greedy. She wanted every drop. Finally, it was over. He was totally spent. The
young muscle girl had drained him dry.

This huge and beautiful amazon had him pinned up against the wall and was
raping him. His breathing was out of control as the amazon released him from
her protracted lip lock. The amazon grabbed him by the waist again, pulled him
towards her and hugged him. From that position she threw him down on the
ground. He landed on his back with the amazon, still attached to him, landing
right on top of him. "OK little man. You had your fun, now it's my turn." the
amazon said menacingly. She pinned Superman's shoulders to the ground with her
knees and straddled his face. She pushed her bikini aside, planted her nether
lips on superman's mouth, and began to rock back and forth.

Fortunately for Superman, the amazon was a quick, albeit enthusiastic, cummer.
Superman was devastated. The amazon lifted him by his hair to his feet,
flexing the bicep in her free arm. Her bicep rose to a size unseen to anyone
before. "Remember little man, don't fuck with me or you'll get fucked again,
ya hear. This is MY turf here and I RULE! And don't let me seeing you wearing
that ridiculous costume again. Save it for Halloween. Who do you think you
are? superman? ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!" She grabbed him

by the hair and by the belt and tossed him into the sand and walked away.
Superman just lay there on the sand. He was devastated. He was humiliated.
Violated! He could not understand how this just happened?

Later, he sat around his house trying to figure out what had happened and what
his next move should be. Could Superman finally have met his match? Could this
incredible amazon, who was so beautiful and sexy, actually be stronger too?
How?!?!?

The amazon didn't realize that he was Superman. She thought he was just
wearing

the costume.

Superman decided that while he could not explain what had happened earlier,
there was no way that this woman could defeat him.

He would show up tomorrow as Superman and confront her. He would put this

woman in her place and put an end to her reign of terror.

The following afternoon Superman flew into the center of the beach's work out
area. He went into his powerstance. He was feeling strong, powerful,
undefeatable. Yesterday's defeat was surely some kind of fluke.

All activity stopped as the impressive figure of Superman landed in their
midst. He turned towards the amazon, and in a commanding voice said "You! I
want to talk to you."

The amazon, curling a humongoues weight that made her biceps balloon, dropped
the weight and mimicked his power stance and defiantly said:

"My, my it's superman! What do you want?"

Superman took a few steps towards her and stopped about three feet away. "I've
been getting a lot of complaints about you, and I've come to put an end to
your criminal activities here at the beach."

"Oh yeah?" the amazon asked incredulously and strode to him, every movement
causing those amazing thighs to flex and bulge gloriously.

He remembered what had happened the day before and felt a stirring in his
groin.

He stared at the young Amazon. He had a raging hard-on as his eyes devoured
the amazing girl's muscle-bound physique.

Damn! She was so magnificent that just looking at her made him come!

Her brawny shoulders were much wider than his and her chest was deeper, and
thicker, with great slabs of muscle, than it had earlier appeared to be. Her
arms were massive, bulging, dangerous, mountains of man-smashing power.

Her incredible body tapered down to a stomach that was layered with rock hard
muscularity. Her waist, smaller than that massive chest, was not really tiny.
It had so much muscle that she couldn't be described as waspwaisted. She was
proportioned well, but she was proportioned huge!

The spectacular girl wagged her finger saucily at him, and laughed, as she
observed the wet spot on his shorts.

She pushed herself up against him. She was so strong that he was totally in
her control. His cock was standing straight up against her muscle-ridged
abdomen.

Kissing him deeply, she wrapped her right arm around his chest and grabbed his
ass cheek with her left hand. Squeezing in on his chest, she started to lift
and drop his ass quickly. His hard cock was being rubbed against her washboard
stomach. Releasing her kiss, she whispered: "Come on me, and I'll smash you to
pulp!" At the same time, she increased the tempo of her motions. Moaning with
mixed desire and fear, he tried to pull away, but the girl's arm was much too
strong for his efforts. "I can't help it!" He cried, as he let go with a huge
orgasm. Dropping him to the ground, she looked down on her cum-smeared
stomach. Grabbing him by the hair, she roughly slammed his face against her
stomach. Lifting her arm and making a fist threateningly. "Lick it off,
prick!" She spat. Through tear filled eyes, he fearfully began to submissively
lick his own cum off of her muscular stomach. It was a total humiliation.

His mind was reeling. He had to think quickly. His reputation was on the line
here. He couldn't let this muscle-girl do this to him in front of all these
people.

Superman, in a move of desperation, shoved the amazon girl. Caught off
balance, she tumbled to the ground. Superman said: "That'll teach you to mess
with me."

The amazon got to her feet as fast as lightning and lifted Superman by his
collar and started to beat him silly.

Superman was helpless against the girl's huge muscles. The amazon's punches

were hurting him. His eyes began to glaze over. The amazon saw this and
stepped up her attack. She started pummeling him with punches to the jaw and
stomach.

Superman was defenseless. He was nearly out on his feet. The amazon held him
up with her left hand and pulled her right fist all the way back making her
amazing breasts stick out proudly. "You're no match for me, Superman! Prepare
for defeat!" She hit him square on the jaw with a massive right. The Man of
Steel crumbled to the ground and landed unconscious. Defeated! The amazon
turned to the crowd and shouted, "I am the strongest woman in the world. No
one, NO ONE can defeat me!" While flexing her 40" bicep, she lifted the limp
body of the Man of Steel with the other arm and threw him over her shoulder
and walked away.

She took him to a beach bungalow near by and set him on the bed.

She tied Superman to the bed and tried to figure out her next move.

"May as well pump some iron. His iron will probably be out for a while." She
thought. She begins curling with her biceps. She begins to pump each muscle.

They had all seen her kick the shit out of the mighty Superman. But now what?

Superman was regaining consciousness and realized that he was tied to the bed.
His head ached. He felt strong, but did not want to break the restraints yet.
The amazon was on the other side of the room and unaware that Superman had
regained consciousness. How did this woman defeat him again? He looks over at
the amazon girl and gasps. The sight of this frightening muscle woman pumping
her muscles is incredible.

She is pumping an unbelievable amount of weight. She is actually curling four
hundred pounds. Her muscle has expanded to phenomenal proportions.

She continues to pump. She is in her own world.

"That right! Pump larger! Yeah, you monsters, pump larger. There aren't any
larger ones anywhere. I am the strongest, most muscular person in the world!
Just look at that muscle! It's larger than before!"

She places the dumbbell on the floor and walks over to the weight bar. It is
stacked with eight hundred pounds of weights. She looks at the bar and stares.

"No challenge here." She walks over and grabs more weight. She adds an
additional 160 pounds on the bar. That brings the weight up to 960 pounds.

"She can't possibly be that strong!" Superman thinks. He is wrong.

The girl grabs the bar and hoists it up to her chest. She rests there then
instead of throwing the weight up and locking her arms, she slowly powers the
weight up! The muscular display is amazing. The weight is now up and she locks
her arms. Then she does something amazing. She lowers the weight down to her
chest and powers it up again. She continues to do this twenty times.

Her muscles grow with each pump. She is truly huge!

"That right! Pump that weight! Get stronger! I am the strongest! Just look at
me!" The muscle bound girl still refuses to drop the weight. She begins to
curl the weight with her arms.

"That right! Just look at them! Powerful, strong huge! They are growing with
each pump! I am truly awesome!"

She lowers the weight to the floor and turns around. She sees superman staring
at her, with his mouth open.

"Well now, it was REALLY you last night, huh? Who would have figured? Well,
let me tell you little man, I had a great time last night and so did you.
Don't deny it! I will have you again before I kill you, little wimp- toy!" the
amazon taunted him from across the room.

"Who.....are....you? How...could....you....defeat...me, S...S....Superman?"
Superman asks.

"My name is Alexa and I am the strongest woman on earth. I am here to set you
all straight on the issue who's the weaker sex."

"But how..?" Superman starts.

"Can you see the stone in my necklace? It is a special stone. It neutralizes
your super-powers and reduces you to a normal man, and no ordinary man can
defeat me. Look at your little biceps, what are they, 20 inches? Do you want
to see my muscles?" Alexa flexes her right bicep and pumps it up to its now 42
inches.

"So. What do you think of this little muscle girl now?" Superman just stares
at her. "Well my loverboy, you are going to be my slave from now on!"

She walks slowly, sexually over to him. Her thighs bulge with each step. Her
abdominal muscles twitch with each movement. Her biceps bulge with each arm
movement.

She stops in front of superman and says, "I think you are going to like me!"
She then flexes her glutes and the shorts fall defeated from her body. She
flexes her abs and pecs and the top follows suit.

Amazingly, Superman is aroused. Before he can say anything, this oversexed
muscle-girl noticed his arousal.

"Good! I was afraid I was going to have to force you." She says.

"Before we get started, let's do some comparison. Your muscular body against
mine. Muscular man against muscle-bound girl."

Superman, looks at Alexa and says, "I don't stand a chance. Just look at the
size of you!"

"I know but I'm sure you want to know how big I am." She slowly flexes her
thighs and shakes them. "Just look at the power! They are huge! Have you seen
any this large before? Just wait until I fully flex them."

"You mean they aren't flexed? They are gigantic!"

"I know. Just look at your muscle-babe. I'm getting stronger and stronger
every day."

She turned and walked over to the far counter. She walked slowly.

"I know you are looking at my ass. Just see how hard and large it is. I'm not
even shaking it and look and it's size. Now look at my hamstrings. Huge aren't
they? My calves are monsters. Can you imagine being trapped between the
granite thighs or bulging calves? Their power is incredible."

She turns and walks back to Superman.

He just stares.

"Strip for your muscle girl. Pump that body so I can show you how much larger
I am."

Superman decides to show this girl a thing or two and tries to lift what he
saw Alexa lift, but to her amusement he could not lift the weights she had set
on the equipment. She had to take some of the weights off the bar for him.

"Now, let's see those biceps of yours." She says to him.

"Hum, twenty-one inches. Not bad for a man. Now let me show you some real
muscle!"

The muscle bound vixen then puts on a muscle display that is unreal.

Superman looked at his biceps and then at hers. He thought, "Her arms are over
two times as large as mine, her thighs are twice mine and her calves are the
same." He has seen her lift over nine hundred pounds with ease.

Alexa, still flexing her huge biceps, looks at Superman and says,

"I don't know what the hell it is about you, but you sure has made me horny,
So let's get busy!"

She proceeds to lift him up and carry him over to the weight bench. She rips
off his shorts and top and strokes his cock. It quickly grows to thirteen
inches of manhood and she leans over and licks it with her tongue. She then
puts it in her mouth and sucks him again.

Superman can't believe the strength of Alexa. She overpowers him very easily.
Her muscles are huge and hard. Even when he tries to roll her over so he could
be on top, the powerful girl would not yield.

She continued to suck him while flexing her biceps to show him her strength.
She flexed it over and over again.

Superman looked at Alexa and erupted into a heavy orgasm, this one more
intense than anyone he ever had. It was so intense that he looses
consciousness, but just before everything turns black, he hears Alexa saying:

"That's how it will be from this day on, you know. Lots of hunkin' hot babes
keeping their little men in line with their big bad biceps, and now that their
greatest hero is defeated it should not be that hard."

THE END.