Webcam Muscle 2
by dmaynard
Savage muscle woman brutalizes men on webcam


NOTE: Please be over 18!

The camera shot into the dimly lit bedroom. An unconcious male form lay at the
foot of the bed, slowly breathing. Below the lens a flesh colored curve
appeared, slowly growing, hardening, the vien laced bicep swelled into view
blocking out most of the view. A soft chuckle was heard off camera, the arm
muscle disappeared and savagely beautiful face peered into view.

"Evening boys, I'm sure you're ready for tonights entertainment. That poor guy
you see behind me, he doesn't know what he's in for...but you do."

The woman, who's screenname was known only as SnuffGirl or "Snuffy" for short,
grinned evily. She took a few steps back from the camera, allowing the
audience planted in front of their computers to get a good view.

The beast of a woman stood over 6 and 1/2 feet tall, her rippling body filled
from head to toe with man-crushing muscle. The wife-beater tank stretched
itself tenuously over her full breasts perched atop mencening slabs of
pectoral muscle. Thick, hard, tree-trunk legs strained the denium shorts,
their slightest movement tearing at the fabric easily.

Dark, rich brown hair flowed in waves over beastly traps and barbaric
shoulders. She turned so her back faced the camera.

"I suppose I could give you gentleman a pre-show to get you warmed up. Not
that my lack of clothes makes much difference for the poor fuck on my bed."
She laughed as she placed her fists upon her hips and spread her inhuman lats,
the overmatched fabric tearing down the center exposing a network of squirming
back muscle flexing.

"Oh yeah, love the sound of me hulking out of these clothes. I love seeing my
hard muscles shred them like paper..." With a sharp flex of her lats, the
entire back tanktop shredded in half. She spun around, smiling into the
camera, and promptly tore the front in half as well.

"I imagine you like what you see..." SnuffGirl mused at the webcam, her 6-pack
abs undulating like a live animal. She tossed the worthless tank top to the
side and produced a mind-boggling most muscular pose. Gargantuan traps jumped
up several inches around her beefy neck, shoulders and arms bulging hugely.

"So much power...so much strength. I think these babies are ready, my muscles
must be fed." She turned to face the unidentified male, who stirred on her
bed.

The male awoke with a start, his eyes taking a moment to adjust to the
low-light. He was dressed only in shorts, no short or shoes. His head
throbbed, the last he recalled was getting a drink in a bar with an attractive
woman.

"Glad to see your awake! My clients pay me well to watch me work, lets hope up
you put up more of a fight than the last loser did." Snuffy clasped the still
foggy-headed male by the throat and lifted him off the ground several inches.
Her 23" biceps flexing powefully as she did so.

The man gasped in shock and surprise to see this topless muscle monster throw
him across the room, hitting with a loud thud against the wall. The pain of
the throw snapped him out of the cobwebs in his head and he looked around
quickly. He was in some sort of bedroom with minimal furniture, except for a
table setup with a webcamera and a laptop.

"What the fuck is going on here??" He yelled. Snuffy strode up to the man, who
barely stood 5'9" and smiled in his face.

"What's going on here is simple. You're tonight's entertainment. You're what I
do for a living, and what I do for a living is crush the life from pathetic
men like yourself."

"Now wait a minute..." The man began, but he never finished his sentence.
Snuffy clamped her hands onto his throat and groin and hefted him over her
head. The man gargled in pain has her crushing grip threatened to implode his
manhood. She brought the squirming, struggling frame down in front of her,
holding him as an adult would hold a small child.

She then began pumping the man up and down, his writhing form acting as a
flesh and blood barbell. Her biceps grew hard and pumped and she worked the
poor male up and down, her ferocious grip mangling his throat and balls.

She hefted him up one final time then threw his body onto the bed. The male
choked and gasped for breath and doubled up moaning and clasping his crotch.

"Goddess, what a WIMP!" Snuffy crawled up onto the bed, it's frame creaking
with her burgeoning musculature. She flattened the male out, quickly
enveloping his head with her monstruous thighs, and pinning his legs down with
her bear-ish torso.

"Oh don't worry wimp, I'm not going to kill you yet. I have a lot of
entertainment to provide for my viewers, and a lot of pain I plan to put you
through. You'll be begging for a quick death by the end though..." Snuffy
turned her head and smiled for the webcam, making sure they had a good view.

Slowly and painfully, Snuffy tensed her amazing legs, deep rippling muscle
ballooned outwards swallowing the man's head and tearing open the sides of her
denium. Tanned muscle burst free from the confines of her shorts, riding up to
her waist, her ass muscles and adductors compressed themselves around the mans
face, his jaw cracking in several points.

Snuffy smiled as she heard the soft bones of his face crack against her
muscles, his hardening penis was trapped between herlucious breasts and
pectoral muscles. She flexed her chest, pec muscles jerking the male's prick
almostly as expertly as a prostitue could with her hand. She relaxed her legs
slightly letting the poor male draw a much needed breath as came forcefully
over her muscle packed chest.

Snuffy unhinged her muscled thighs from around the mans head. Her denium
shorts hung like tatters from her waist and she pulled it off like paper.
Thin, white, lacey panties barely covered her moist womanhood nestled between
imposing pillars of rock hard muscle.

"Just a taste darling, just a taste." She giggled and pulled the injured man
up behind her, so that his body was contured around her waist like a belt. His
head and shoulders lay cradled in her vastly musclular arm, her other arm
cupped about his knees.

"Let's try a test babe, this should be interesting." Snuffy began flexing,
pulling the man together in front of her elicting moans of pain. She felt his
limbs stretching, his tendons being pulled beyond their capacity to keep his
arms and legs together.

"I can feel your back breaking, do you feel it? Do you feel my hard arms
crushing you together? Do you feel their power?" Snuffy mocked the powerless
male in her arms as she crunched his form around her magnificent body.

In the eery gloom of the dim bedroom the webcam recorded the sobbing and
moaning male being forcefully folded about the supreme musculature of the
woman man-handling him. She felt his back bones separating, his tendons
snapping, and his limbs near ready to pop. She looked up to the camera,
flashed a gorgeous smile and flexed harder, the room echoing the sound of his
limbs being dislocated from their sockets against her flexing onslaught.

She relaxed and dropped his form to the floor, she flexed her mighty arms,
round hard peaks of muscle swelling up past 26" easily, her vein covered
forearm larger than most men's legs. A long tongue slid past her smooth and
sexy pink lips to lick the throbbing biceps. Her saliva dripping down her arm
to run onto the unmoving, but painfully incapcitated male form beneath her.

"Time to do some real damage." Snuffy breathed into the webcam. Picking up the
broken male she gave him a tremoundous bear hug, her muscles sucking his body
into her like a greedy vampire. She flexed harder, and harder, the bones of
his legs cracking and breaking against her thighs, his ribs collapsing against
her hard chest muscles. His prick caught between the armor plating of her abs
and was squashed painfully flat. He screamed into her breasts, she felt his
voice vibrate against her rock solid pecs. She then relaxed and dropped his
semi-crushed form once again onto the floor.

"The people at home are ready to see you die, and they want to see it happen
in an interesting and bloody way. I think I have just the thing." Grabbing the
squished sack of male she flipped him over, placing his panting head between
her engulfing thighs, and hugged what was left of his cracked waist.

Snuffy, flexed and pulled upwards, her titanic form acting like a hydraulic
machine pulling the man's body apart. He screamed into her thighs, he felt his
body burn with fire as she pulled him upwards, coming closer to tearing him in
half.

"I fucking OWN you! My muscles OWN you! They will FUCKING destroy you!" She
screamed into the camera as the room filled with the sounds of the puny male
as his bones shattered and his flesh tore. With a bellow of primal rage and a
tremndous flex of her barbaric body the muscled amazon tore the man in two,
his guts flopping out of his midsection onto the floor, she came with the
feeling of power as she tore the man in two, her thighs compressing togther
with such force that she expelled his brains and bits of his skull forcefully
onto the bed behind her his upper body lost in a sea of leg muscle that flexed
and squirmed with power.

Her frame exploded into a mountain of muscle that consumed the man entirely,
gory bits of his body oozed from between her hardened muscles like paste being
pushed from tube. She took several minutes to relax and finally release what
was left of the man to slop to the floor.

"Until next time gentlemen." She winked and flexed her arm at the camera,
which blinked off