Supermans Defeat - The end of the free world. By Smog. Superman raced to his apartment as soon as he heard the news. A female crook had escaped from the zone. Superman knew her well. Her name was Lai and she was very good at martial arts. He remembered how he four years ago had put her in the zone. When superman flew through the open window, much to his surprise he was meat with a hard fist right to his face. Startlet he stumbled to the floor and for a moment he almost passed out. The first thing he saw as he started to look up was a pair of black boots. He received a hard kick to the face which made him cry out in pain. "I have been waiting for you", he heard a voice say, "what took you so long to get here?" Superman started to look up again and what he saw made him quiver a little. It was Lai, but she had changed somewhat. There standing before him was the ultimate Japanese amazon, a muscle goddess. Superman had never seen so much muscle on anyone, man or woman, before. From head to toe Lai was enormously muscled. Her physique rippled with muscles that were massive in the extreme from tremendously broad shoulders that tapered down dramatically to her narrow waist then flared out at the hips into thighs that looked twice as big as Superman's waist. There was a dip into her knees, then an explosion as her calves burst forth then tapered down to her ankles. Her arms were bigger than most men's legs and in her relaxed hip shot stance hung away from her body as her triceps and lats fought for space. Every movement made the muscles crawl beneath the blue body suit that thanks to the miracle of lycra and spandex looked more like a paint job. She squeezed her pecs and they nearly rose up to her chin. Lai's thick pectoral muscles supported breasts as big as honeydew melons. "Look at me, superman!" she said, raising her arms. She struck a double biceps pose, making her already large arms swell even more. "I am beautiful, am I not? the new japanese style super-girl!" she said. She flexed her arms again, obviously in love with her own musculature. The huge muscles screamed to escape their lycra prison of the blue bodysuit she was wearing. "Well, what do you think?" she asked turning to superman again. She grabbed him and raised him to his feet. Then she put an arm around him and moved in front. With the other, she started massaging his crotch. "what are you doing?" he asked with fright in his voice, and reached down to push her hand away, but she grabbed it and caught it between her knees, forcing his head into her chest. She was rubbing him more rapidly now, and he was responding in spite of himself. "Come on, I know you want to! Admit it. You like this don't you? Come on, I can tell I am turning you on. Be nice and play! I am so much stronger than you now!" Lai started squeezing his ass, and realizing how close he was to coming, he struggled harder to get away, but he was caught fast in her iron hold. Realizing it was inevitable, he shifted slightly, turning his body more directly onto hers, but she quickly caught on and deftly took her hand away and held him away from her, now cupping his ass and lifting him slightly into the air. "well do you want me? Come on, do you want me to finish you off?" She ran her finger slightly across his penis again, to remind him how close he was. Superman looked down at her arm more closely. Her bicep bulged out of her arm, and she was not even flexing hard. He could feel her hard biceps digging into his back. Lai slipped her free hand under the waistband of his shorts and started to stroke him again, lightly, his semi-erect member springing to life. "ohh, got your attention again! You are so cute. I have to kiss you!" she lifted him closer to her face and pushed her lips into his, her tongue roughly exploring the inside of his mouth. She was amazingly strong. Superman weighed almost 200 pounds, yet she was supporting him with one arm without any sense of strain, her fingers lightly kneading his member, her lips brushing delicately across his, while her right arm held him completely immobilized against her. She was quickening her pace again. Would she make him come now, or was she just teasing him? Lai started pumping him more rapidly. Despite all his efforts at distracting himself, he was losing control and came right into Lai's hand. Lai wiped his cum off her hand and onto his shorts, then she flexed her free arm, and a 40" cannonball of power shot upwards. "Why are you doing this to me?" Superman squeaked exhausted. "Because I can, you little cutie. Like, you always think you are in control. Sure, well control this!" Lai held out her arm again and tightened her muscle more deliberately this time. The tissues gathered force, then her bicep pushed upwards, while her tricep thickened below to make a solid block of thick muscle. Higher and higher her bicep rose...42"..43"...45", the lycra and her skin strained under the force of her flex. Finally it could take no more, her bicep tore through the spandex reaching a peak above superman's head. "Isn't it incredible? It is almost as big as my waist! Being a girl was never so much fun." Lai said. Superman quivered as he looked up at her, his member beginning to slowly creep up to meet the bicep again. "Ohh.. you do like muscles on a girl, do you?" Lai smiled. "Well, then you must love me because I am the strongest, most muscular girl in the world." With those words she let superman fall to the floor and took off through the open window. Superman was in shock. He had been raped by a girl, a thing he never thought could happen. A few days later, superman heard a cry for help from the park. It was the voice of a child coming from the old weld. Superman jumped down into the weld and came up with a mechanical doll. "What is this?" he asked the crowd, "is this supposed to be a joke?" A person in a black coat and a hat stepped forward. "No, it's not a joke, I just wanted you to come here!" the person said. "And who might you be?" superman shouted and pushed the person in the chest. To his surprise nothing happened. The person did not move, but took another step forward and superman was awestruck at the sudden separations that appeared in the quads that snaked down the tree trunk thighs as the muscles seemed to wrestle with each other in the leg that appeared from under the coat. The person untied the waist belt, then unbuttoned the coat. His heart pounded - it was a woman, a black woman. "I am Shona, the nubian goddess. Lai told me that you like a little muscle on a girl!" She opened the front and removed her arms slowly, the sleeves giving way only with difficulty. Superman's chin dropped. Her arms were so thick! She was wearing a tank top design that gave plenty of room for her massive arm muscles and hugged her chest, abs, and back like a second skin. In fear and amazement, superman stepped away from the muscular woman. He wasn't sure if he was repulsed by her physique or incredible turned on by it, but she sure was a sight to behold. Her shorts were only a little patch of fabric stretched tightly from her hips to her crotch. With a gesture that spoke volumes of the power she possessed, the black woman casually reached up and tore her shirt off, exposing her upper body totally. Then she smiled and hit a double biceps shot that blew him away, the peaks were full, high and round set off by the mass of the triceps below and framed by tremendous forearms. Superman could only gasp as he stared at the young amazon. He felt a stirring in his groin as his eyes devoured the amazing girl's muscle-bound physique. Her brawny shoulders were much wider than his and her chest was deeper, and thicker, with great slabs of muscle. Her arms were massive, bulging, dangerous, mountains of man-smashing power, much bigger than his! Shona's incredible body tapered down to a stomach that was layered with rock hard muscularity, the six-pack rippling with each breath.. 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 big! He peered down to her huge, oaken thighs. He cringed, thinking what those titanic weapons could do to him. She smiled demurely and turned around halfway, then turned back and looked at superman, waiting for his reaction. "Well, do you like what you see?" Shona teased. Superman realized with some dismay, looking at Shona's football- sized biceps, that she was much more muscular than him. Though Superman had visited other planets, and watched stars erupt into novas, the sight before him was the most beautiful and impressive he had ever witnessed. Shona stood in front of superman nearly naked with her hands on her hips, chest held high in a heroic pose. He was almost drooling at the sight of the super sexy woman, and found that he was indeed terribly turned on by her muscular body as well as her huge tits. Superman suddenly shifted his stance and powered his fist at her stomach at super-speed. She made no move to block him, letting his blow crash into her harmlessly as she stood firmly in place, her weight still on just one foot. She looked down at her stomach, unmarked by the impact of Superman's planet shattering effort, and then tightened her abdominals, showing off her dense musculature. "Ooooooh!" she sang, taunting him, "was I supposed to do that BEFORE you hit me?" Superman stared at her in disbelief. "But now it's my turn." She hit him with a quick jab, her fist pushing deep into his abdomen and sending Superman tumbling through the air yet again, flying backwards while she ran alongside him, mocking him, until he scraped against the rocky ground and slowed to a stop. With grace despite her bulk she glided over to him. Her abdominals shifted, bulged and rocked with each step. He wanted to resist and at the same time throw himself at her. She scooped him up, holding him under his shoulders in front of her and watched him struggle to get free, pushing helplessly against her arms. With all his effort he could not even dimple her massive biceps, much less make her release her grip. She laughed, again not deigning to defend herself. She took his thick arms in her hands and pulled him to her. He felt her erect nipples press into his own powerful chest as she moved her arms around him and crushing him to her. "Your so-called 'super-strength' feels like no more than the fluttering of a baby's fingers against my muscles. And, you know, they're not even tensed yet. Maybe I should exert myself just a little." She pulled him closer, bending her arms and flexing her biceps, which rose even higher. He hit her harder and now grimaced with pain as his steel hard fists met her even harder biceps. Superman looked at them, amazed at the size of her muscles and the extent of her powers, which clearly dwarfed his, and for the first time became truly frightened of what this girl could do to him. She shifted her fingers downward to his biceps. "Now let's see how YOURS feel." She put her thumbs on top of them and the rest of her hand behind and began to push down. He tightened his muscles against her for protection as she massaged the muscle with her thumb. "Why, they're so SMALL, SuperMAN!" she laughed, running her thumb up and down the muscle and flexing hers again to compare. "But maybe it's not the size that counts. Maybe it's your super- powers that make you strong and make them as hard as steel. But then, what's steel to ME?" she laughed and started pressing down harder on his biceps. He groaned as she quickly compressed his muscles with her thumbs until she had closed her hand around his bone. He cried out loudly in pain. "Oh, does that hurt?" she grinned. "I thought YOU were supposed to be INVULNERABLE." She gave one final squeeze and then let go, switching her hands to his shoulder blades and continued holding him in place. Even with his hands free, Superman could do nothing against her, the pain from his crushed biceps stopping him from doing any more than banging the backs of his hands uselessly against her. Her firm breasts dug into him as he tried to wrap his arms around her incredible body. Superman's cock was standing straight up against her muscle-ridged abdomen. "Oh no", superman thought,"not again and in public. I got to get out of here!" Kissing him deeply, Shona 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 now!" At the same time, she increased the tempo of her motions. Moaning with mixed desire and fear, superman tried to pull away, but Shona'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, Shona looked down on her cum-smeared stomach. Grabbing him by the hair, she roughly slammed his face against her stomach. Superman fell to the ground and just laid there panting. Through tearfilled eyes, he saw Shona the Muscle Goddess take off. A few days later a note was left in superman's appartement. He was to come to a warehouse at the dock where he was to meet the new mob boss in town for a supremacy match. To be continued ... ... .