Ultimate Power Ultimately Corrupts - Chapter 2 - The Lifeguard
By Silentcrs, silentc123-mail@yahoo.com
Give young women power and they may not use it ethically


Her broad arms spread out behind her along the concrete. Skin, still wet,
glistened as the full moon shone from overhead. Her ample, naked breasts
bobbed along the top of the water, shiny flesh reflecting the glow of several
small floodlights that dotted the pool's perimeter. As soothing bubbles rose
from below, she closed her eyes and leaned her head back in satisfaction, her
long, dark, damp hair brushing against the cool concrete. The smell of
chlorine filled the air. After about half a minute of pleasure, the bubbles
stopped. She opened her eyes and looked down into the water, a small tuft of
auburn hair peeking out from between her enormous powerfully built thighs. She
grabbed the tuft rudely and readjusted his face, crushing it further into her
loins. She could feel the plaintive moans between her legs as the bubbles
started anew. She closed her eyes again and smiled.

A few hours earlier it had been dusk. She had been nestled high in the
lifeguard stand, her body hidden under a vast white towel. It was getting to
be well after the community pool's closing hours, a muggy Saturday evening
that had seen its share of families, couples and the occasional odd exerciser
doing laps in the Olympic-sized pool. One man, a lithe swimmer, continued to
dart back and forth below her watch as dusk settled into night. His body tight
and slender, in silver swim trunks he was almost like a minnow zipping along.
A tasty treat. As she turned her head, she heard the last of the pool's other
visitors drive out from the near-empty parking lot. She turned back and
listened to the soft swells being made by the man still in the water. Several
minutes passed of his ripples in otherwise quiet.

Night settled. She climbed down from her perch as gracefully as her
substantial body would allow, walking to the end of the pool furthest from the
man. He had stopped briefly to catch his breath, checking his waterproof
wristwatch for his latest lap time. As he looked across the water, the
lifeguard's massive toweled form rose in the shadows above the pool's edge.
The young woman was much bigger than he had imagined, he thought to himself,
as she eclipsed the floodlights behind her with considerable mass. As she
unsheathed her towel in the near darkness, he could barely see the striking
lines of a red string bikini stretched tight against her skin. He saw her take
a deep, full breath. He looked down at his watch again and felt the water of
the pool rise up ever so slightly, as if a large mass had been dropped into
it. He looked back up and saw only the crumpled towel lying on the concrete.

He began his final freestyle lap of the night, methodically crossing the
channel of water. As he approached the midway point of the pool, he felt a
large rush of water approach him from below. Then he felt a mass. Before he
could react, he felt his stomach slammed into by a tremendous weight
travelling at a fantastic speed. The mass carried him backwards, an
unrelenting surge that pushed him all the way to the side of the pool before
crushing him against the wall. He sunk underwater before coming back up for
air, feeling his wrists pulled harshly to his sides and pressed backwards
against the walls. He opened his eyes to see the young teenager's oversized
breasts right before his face, globes tautly and barely held by thin red
string and fabric, her huge chest muscles heaving as she whipped the water out
of her black hair. Her cleavage looked cavernous and her breasts looked like
they threatened to break free of their confines at any moment. She stared
down, breathing in and out deeply -- she seemed satisfied to frighten him with
her chest.

After several moments, the girl took both of his hands in one large fist and
held them high above his head as her other hand went behind her wide back.
With a light tug, the red fabric triangles collapsed from her chest, her
pendulous breasts swinging solid and firm. She reached towards the man's face
and abruptly wrenched it open with her fingers, pulling the wet string deep
into his agape mouth as she wrapped it around the back of his head and around
his wrists behind him, binding them. It tasted like oil and chlorine. She
didn't need to do this, she thought to herself, but it would make it much
easier to work with her toy. With his eyes wide open and a sadistic grin on
her elegant face, she pulled back her colossal thigh and knee, as large as his
entire lower body, and rammed it forward into his abdomen, sending a shockwave
through him as he collapsed against the wall. As he howled in pain, she
smushed a single giant breast into his waiting mouth, shuddering briefly as
her large, rigid nipple forced its way past his teeth. She pressed his face
callously against her rolling upper chest, his eyes filled with nothing but
her plentiful bosom, his nostrils filled with the sweet smells of a teenager's
flowery skin and the lingering aftereffects of tanning oil. She rolled the
single large bust over his reddening face, teasingly covering it in its
entirety. It pleased her to see the man's head no larger than her one mound,
his face disappearing into her flesh. His eyes grew bloodshoot as she rolled
the slick, oiled skin over them. His breath grew more and more labored and his
body grew weak. She was overpowering him with the softest part of her muscular
body.

She reached down between his legs, grasping his swim trunks with a free hand.
Clasping the elastic with her large fingers she jerked it back towards her,
pulling his body almost a foot before the wet fabric tore away and he came
slamming back into the wall. She tossed it casually onto the concrete behind
him, returning her palm to his penis and cupping it and his testicles with one
large hand as she continued to knead her bosom over his visage. She snickered
as she fondled him. This little minnow had tiny genitalia to match – his penis
was barely larger than her giant thumb. No matter. She was more interested in
using him for oral satisfaction for now. Removing her voluminous breast from
his aching mouth, his body now weakened from lack of air, she turned her body
around and quickly slammed her wide, rippling back into his chest, another
agreeable whimper echoing from his lips. As her back kept him immobile, she
bent down and rolled off her bikini bottom, the red fabric forming a wet rope
in the process. She reached between her tree-like thighs and pulled his
chicken legs upwards between them, tying his ankles tight with her former
bottoms. As she dropped his feet back down, she felt his little penis, erect,
press against the small of her back. She crushed him backwards against the
pool's wall a bit, just to feel his flesh yield to hers. His penis was barely
large enough to go into a dimple formed by her powerful lower back muscles. It
was so cute.

She dragged him across the water by his feet towards the corner of the pool, a
veritable floating toy with his arms and legs tied. As she positioned him
straight up and down to her body, she nonchalantly said, "This is your only
warning. Take a deep breath." Before he could do anything she abruptly thrust
him downwards into the water, opening her thick, enormous thighs like a bear
trap and collapsing them around his small head. He struggled, his lips
fighting for air against her crotch as his scrawny body thrashed about under
the water. The movement of his body and mouth made the most wonderful bubbles
as he twisted about. She rested her bulky biceps on the concrete behind her
and closed her eyes in contentment, breathing in the night air. After some
moments of struggling, his body grew still. She pulled his hair harshly and
readjusted his tiny skull against her labia as she pressured her thighs to
further enjoy her makeshift Jacuzzi. His bucking started once again, but after
a mere 30 seconds of subtler bubbles he once again grew still. She was going
to need to give the diminutive man some "encouragement".

With seemingly little effort, she unlatched his aching head from her thighs,
turned his body completely upside-down and pressured his face back into her
loins. This put his crotch directly where she wanted it, grazing her red lips
against the head of his penis. Her tongue came out briefly, teasing him
expectantly. Then, with a jolt, she crossed her powerful fists into his back,
mashed his body forward and swallowed his modest penis into her gaping mouth.
She wrapped its entirety with her waiting tongue. "My god, little man," she
spoke against his quivering head, "I've had toothpicks larger in my mouth."
She forced his small penis back and forth, raking it against his teeth,
reaching one hand up to his adorable petite butt cheeks and pressed her
fingers between them, massaging his prostate. He was the most charming little
sex toy, she thought, even if he was a little small. As she proceeded to fuck
him with her mouth, she felt his own tongue struggle laboriously to please
her. He was learning. After several minutes of raping him with her lips, she
sucked hard, flicking her tongue into the hole at the top of his penis.
Smiling knowingly, she felt his entire body shudder and small gobs of white
fluid spit onto her tongue, which she promptly lapped up. As she swallowed, a
new foam of bubbles rose up from his tortured head as he orgasmed, once
against pleasuring her nether regions as she ground her thighs against one
another. Her "encouragement" was a success.

After the bubbles had once again subsided, she brought his drenched head back
up to the surface, sputtering. As he gasped for air she let go of his body,
allowing him to try to catch his breath. She proceeded to retie her hair up he
choked on the water. She then picked him up out of the water with one hand and
eyed his body up and down. "When I'm in school," she began mock innocently,
"do you know where I most like to take field trips?" His body shivered but did
not answer. "The aquarium. Do you know why?"

She curled his body against her side and pressed her lips tightly against his
ear. "Because I love to watch them feed the sharks!" she rasped.

She threw his body through the air halfway across the pool, his arms and legs
haphazardly crashing into the water. He started frantically thrashing about,
but with his hands and legs bound he was moving like a wounded fish. He turned
briefly back to where the girl was, not seeing her and fearing the worst. He
panicked and aimed towards the far end of the pool, desperately trying to put
some distance between them. He swam forward and for a brief moment felt he
might make it. However, he once again felt a rush of water below him. A dark
mass below. He swallowed hard.

He felt his body fly out of the water again as she launched herself upwards,
her powerful arms wrapping around his torso and dragging him under the surface
once again in a modified piledriver. She wrapped her immense body around him,
distorting his frame and positioning his crotch where she wanted it between
her ankles. His hips slipped between her balled-up muscular calves as she
grasped both his buttocks with her large hands and then, with considerable
force, wracked him upward, her thighs engulfing his torso. Not satisfied that
his little penis was all the way in, she open her legs slightly and pulled his
body downwards before jamming it back up again, twisting her toy back and
forth to try to get leverage. Her column-like thighs chewed into his soft
glutes, trying to wring what pleasure they could out of his tiny genitals. It
wasn't until she grimaced and bore down on his weak hips, bending them inwards
and mashing them upwards, did she begin to feel filled. She sighed in
contentment. Her hands instinctively went to her erect nipples, tweaking them,
as she looked down into the water. His gangly body twisted and tried to free
itself from her grasp, his eyes barely able to view her monstrous thighs as he
drowned. She taunted him by flexing them harder, thick cords of muscle he
could barely imagine as they etched across the surface of her legs.
Threatening to obliterate his crotch and his manhood with one fateful snap, he
weekly tried kicking his legs up against her solid back. Helpless. His eyes
looked up at hers, screamed up at hers, as she looked down at his squirming
bony body. She involuntarily licked her lips as he continued to thrash, her
eyes looking up at the full moon overhead. A warmth spread through her body --
it was time.

She leaned her head back and took a profound breath, filling her mighty lungs
up with air and inflating her enormous chest to its limits before ducking down
under the water. While continuing to gnaw away at his crotch with her thighs,
she wrapped her powerful forearms around his head and bent his body painfully
upwards, crushing it into her bosom. She felt his mouth screaming, searching
for air into her gaping cleavage as she wrapped around him tighter. She bent
her body downwards, like a pillbug, curling his body against hers, unyielding.
She heard the snaps under the water as his bones buckled against themselves.
His penis bent and curled into her body as he shrieked harder into her chest.
The way his body bent and acquiesced was enchanting. Finally, with a majestic
flex and a deafening underwater crack, she heard his spine break, collapsing
into itself by her hulking muscles. She bellowed out her orgasm under the
water, further grinding her dominant thighs around his spent carcass as her
juices flowed.

She floated back up to the top of the water, skin flush, her partner
motionless against her naked body. She peeled her toy off her skin and floated
in the direction of the diving board, floating his lifeless corpse across the
water. She positioned him face down on the concrete and put back on his swim
trunks (which seemed to slip on easier now, she thought – perhaps because his
pelvis was smaller). If she was fortunate, it would look like a diving
accident. A really horrific diving accident. She climbed out of the pool and
picked up the pieces of her red bikini. She once again looked back at the
broken man, his warped body hanging lackadaisically on the side of the pool.
She felt her nipples tingle as a midnight summer breeze brushed against them
and she wrapped the blanket-like towel around her dense body. She walked
towards the showers, thinking about what she would tell her friends at school
the next day.