Bigger is better. By smog Part 4. Lai was burning with anger, kept under control only by the same steel-willed discipline that had created her astounding physique that now flexed threateningly, bigger-than-big, as she stood in the doorway. She was wearing a leather jacket open and unzipped, allowing her muscle-packed stomach to be seen rippling underneath; a stretchy top beneath it, barely con- taining her massive chest, that rose and fell with her heavy breathing, and black stretch-pants that might as well have been painted on to her breakneck curves. Black high-heeled boots finished her awesome look. Her face was a war-mask. "Get away from him." Lai growled through clenched teeth. Sally looked startled for just a second, the only time she ever lost her composure. I leapt to my feet and grabbed my trunks and slid them on. Lai glanced over to sneak a peek at my bare behind as I did. "Listen," Sally said, all cool domination once again, "He came on to me at the pool, and I guess he just forgot all about you when he got a load of me, girl. It is not my fault if his big ambition in life, is to be a sexwimp for a big and strong girl like me, is it?" She then flexed her overwhelming biceps in a double pose, that made my mouth fall open once again. Lai let her jacket fall to the floor, and the two muscle-girls pushed against each other, one could not overpower the other, their giant calves bulging and huge arms locked around each other, sinews flexing wickedly as each tried to establish a stranglehold. Their faces contorted with the effort of battle, and as they wrestled, steel snakes appeared and disappeared beneath the browned skin of their forms. Thick muscles coming into play, as though inhaling on their own, demanding the fuel to power this Ultimate Catfight. Lai reached under Sally's chin and pushed her head back, making her stumble backwards. Lai's top tore, clasped tightly in Sally's hand. When Sally produced her hand again, it was a flying blur. She hit Lai hard and fast on the chin. A strange grunting noise issued from deep in her stomach as the sound of bone meeting bone made a sickening crunch, and sent her reeling. Lai leapt to her feet like an angry wildcat and charged, her calves launching her like a rocket. She locked her mighty arms around Sally. The battle was on. It was a strange feeling, seeing the two powerfull girls fighting, femme a femme, while I stood and watched, like the flirt who starts a battle, but whose hairdo stays neat. They were both hugely muscled, showstopper showgirls; their bold attributes spilling out, both combatants too angry to care. The massive girls were at it now, trying to get a grasping hold of each other's scuffling superstructures, flesh slapping against flesh, echoing through the room. They now stumbled in each others arms in a simultaneous take-down. Suddenly Lai was doubling over in a mad swirl of her own hair. Sally had sucker-punched her below the belt, and now followed-up, incapacitating her with another shot to the kidneys. Lai's hands went to her injury, exposing herself to more attacks. Like a primal cave-woman in spiked heels, the naked Nubian bodybuilder grabbed a tangled clump of Lai's hair, tugged it sharply as though to test its tensile strength, and began dragging its owner towards the bathroom. Lai, still stunned, offered only lame little kicks in protest to this prehistoric treatment. Her perfect bottom dragged across the dirty floor, as it skidded towards its fate. Sally's huge, brown, bulky arm would flex as she pushed Lai's head down. I could not see from where I was standing, but very quickly I knew exactly what she was trying to do. Lai's half-conscious head had been dunked into the toilet, and Sally had pinned her body down, arms behind her, so that she could not as much as muster a rally, and so ensure a quick finish to the Japanese Supergirl. Sally, evil muscles grown to full size, throbbing and stating their flesh-and-blood mastery of the situation, pulled the handle and laughed a brutal laugh. She pointed at me as I stood, very near the doorway. "As soon as I take care of this bitch, I am gonna be taking you back with me to teach you a few things about the life of a slave." She confirmed, above the sound of Lai's watery groans. Sally flexed her giant arm again, an arm whose bold size even surpassed Lai's. The bicep sprung to vulgar, omnivorous size, and scared the hell out of me as much as it filled me with confused lust. Frantically, I grabbed the framed picture of Ms. Olympia, that had once hung on the wall. It had fallen, shattered, onto the floor during the battle. I did not think about what I had to do. I only knew that Lai was in trouble. The picture was sharp and jagged-edged, and found its mark, catching Sally just above the eyebrow, opening a deep gash. In an instant, blood began flowing wildly across her face, blinding her. Lai found her senses, and a groggy but muscle-packed, chiseled leg shot upwards, catching the Nubian Goddess in the groin. The wind shot out of the succubus audibly, and without her sight, she fell to one side, out of the bathroom, where she collapsed with a loud "thunk!" Lai grabbed her doubled-up foe by her strong chin with one hand, and maneuvered another under an armpit. She lifted her until she began, incredibly enough, to leave the floor, her high heels dangling several inches off the floor. The shiny, almost-lethal spikes of her shoes were hovering impotently under the diamond-hardness that was her heart-shaped calves. Lai was holding the Nubian Goddess suspended in the air, overhead. Hair had fallen freely, wildly, from its captive pins, and down about her tank-tough shoulders. The huge sinews of her arms flexed and strained and shook with the effort, but showed no signs of tiring. Her narrow waist trembled with exertion. Still stunned by the vicious blow to her head, Sally could not respond. For just a moment I stood in stark admiration for Lai and her fantastically thick-muscled glory. Every ounce of her strength was at work now, as she sought to vanquish her opponent. Lai's stretch-pants could not stretch enough. The added weight of the big black muscle-vixen on her quads, forced the pants to surrender. They began splitting, tearing the black cloth to tatters in a long, sick RRRIIIPPP!! Asian sculpted oak became exposed as the torn material fell from her legs in shreds, ignored as they joined the growing pool of conquered garments on the floor. She had neglected to don panties, when she had left home, so now, hard round glutes popped into view, as did the trim pubic bush that lightly camouflaged the hot, wet trap that was her vagina. And so she was naked, and, I have to admit, glorious. The wild flying hair, flexing muscles, and ready-for- anything massive pecs that never quit. Lai's nipples were hard with the excitement of battle, and her buttocks tensed under the pussy-payload she carried, and was about to launch. Lai began walking around the room with Sally, who still could not muster a rally. She was groaning and swinging at air, enable to overcome the crushing blow or the death-grip of the huge Asian girl who held her overhead, with both arms. Lai's stomach was a flat and unforgiving battle-plate of rugged muscle that moved with each breath, as though there was a vicious little creature living inside. "Hope you can fly, bitch!" Lai grunted wickedly through clenched teeth, as she threw Sally across the room, where she landed on a pile of dumbbell plates and her lights went out. Lai's 200 kg of mind-boggling female muscle came towards me. "Look at me babe, just look at me!" She said, hitting a double bicep pose that defied comprehension. The size of the arms easily dwarfed her head and putting as much intensity as she could, she stretched the skin beyond its apparent point of rupture. There are no words to describe how enormous and pumped she had become. This was too much for me to contemplate and I lost control of myself releasing my semen into my shorts. Again, I was still as hard as stone, when she lowered her arms. Her back was so wide, that her arms stood out at 45 degrees on either side. This pose, together with the mountains of muscle around her neck and shoulders, was a truly awesome sight. I felt the profound desire to worship this Asian Goddess of female muscle. "Look at me, babe! Am I not everything you desire? I will give you more than any woman." She said in a low voice that I never heard before. "So, do you like what you see?" My eyes focused on Lai's chest. There was no sign, what so ever, of any breasts. All there was, was the biggest pectoral-muscle ever seen on a human being. The groove they formed by colliding along her sternum was deeper than many big-breasted women. "Have a load of this, little boy." She said, and flexed her chest muscle violently, instantly creating deep horizontal grooves that ran from her sides to her sternum while the smooth, voluminous and powerful shape of her chest transformed into a rock hard angular mass right before my eyes. Slowly at first, but with an increasing tempo, Lai started to contract and relax her chest muscles, mimicking some kind of sexual crescendo. "Think about what these could do for you!" She said in that low voice, and moved slowly towards me. With each step, her magnificent thighs bunched and relaxed in a mind-boggling display of raw power. She then stopped abruptly, raised her arms above her head, turned her wrists outward, bent her elbows slightly and, taking a deep breath while sexually tilting her hips forward, she tensed her whole upper body into a living marble sculpture. It was the torso of the most muscular female bodybuilder on the planet. Her small, angelic face was flanked by arms of inhuman size and density. "Oh, my god!" I said as I got up and approached Lai reverently. I put both my hands on her muscle plated chest and slowly moved down feeling my way down her incredible small and powerful waist. I then fell to my knees and started to caress Lai's thighs. "You like my legs? Well, I will please you immensely." Lai said and widened her stance and got on tiptoe, slowly, excruciatingly slowly. As she proceeded, the muscular structure of her thighs and calves evolved to reach a state that is difficult to describe. Her calves bunched up into two massive volumes while above the knees, her thighs became of incredible hardness. I hand-caressed her legs respectfully and admiringly. I then pushed my mouth against her genitals and started to lick her. "Not here," Lai said. Putting her giant hands on my hips, she effortlessly brought me up to her level and buried her tongue into my mouth while pressing my pubis on her stomach thus masturbating me on the bulges of her triumphant muscles. She then put me back on my feet and pulled me towards one of the benches and sat down on it, spreading her legs and tilting her pelvis so that I could have a look at her wet vulva. "Follow the line, little one!" She commanded. The line in question had appeared on her stomach as she tensed her abdominals in a display of insane muscularity. Huge globes of muscle appeared symmetrically defining horizontal ridges of pure beauty and one huge groove that ran down from her sternum almost into her genitals. I kneeled down in front of her and buried my face into her groin. At first Lai was giggling and grinning, but as the pleasure built up, she put her hands on my head pushing me against her gyrating pelvis. She started to moan and her whole body started to tremble and tense. Striations started to appear on her shoulders and pectorals. She was close to orgasm and thick veins started to show in her neck and arms. When she finally came, it was with a frightening energy and her screams lasted for long seconds. I could not believe that after this she said: "That was very good and I need more, much more." She forced me up, and after giving a long lick to my huge member, she added: "Bury that monster in me!" I grabbed my formidable dick in one trembling hand and inserted it into Lai's gaping genitals. I was thrusting in Lai as hard as I could, my face totally transformed by lust and desire. "Come in me, you have deserved it. Feel how tight I am." She whispered. Gripping the bench with both hands, Lai raised her ass from it and pushed it forward while clamping my body in between her mammoth legs. "Oh, my god," I cried, "Oh, my god!" Lai was putting all her strength into her lower body and around my dick. In a matter of seconds, the largest orgasm of my life hit me and I passed out, like a candle blown by the wind. Lai released me, my body flopping onto the floor. When I came to, Lai was doing pull-ups. Her feet were hanging at my chest height and her arms were forming a muscular V above her massive torso and rock-hard stomach. She started to pull up the whole 200 kg of female muscle towards the ceiling. In doing so, her lats widened violently to form an orgy of bulges and her biceps became like shining bowling balls. Strongly arching her back, she pulled her enormous chest on the steel bars and slowly released herself down. Each round-trip was making her bigger and bigger. She was beyond massive. Her neck disappeared into her shoulder muscles and her head, surrounded by her giant arms, looked proportionally small. After many pull-ups, she started to strain. Sweat started to flow on her arms, lats, chest and abs. The beads were following the grooves and the large veins that had appeared during the exercise. When she finally could not lift herself up anymore, she dropped herself back onto the floor, her quads easily absorbing the impact. She turned to me and softly grabbed me under the chin and planted a long wet kiss on my lips. She casually flexed an arm. The mere contraction of the arm created an incredible mass. I sheepishly extended a hand to reach Lai's bicep. My hand looked derisively small on the 50" arm of the Japanese Supergirl. I moved my hands onto her bowling ball size shoulder and realized with my fingers that no man could have shoulders like that. "Look at this!" she said and flexed her bicep and suddenly, sharp angular angles appeared all over it. Large veins, the size of fingers popped up on her forearms and along her biceps, while her whole arm expanded to a ridiculous size. My dick was fully erect when I started to kiss Lai's arms. She then quickly jumped on the bench, straddling me and as she lowered herself to engulf my manhood, she added. "This will blow you away, I promise!" Squatting down on me, with her enormous legs bulging on either sides, my penis buried in her, she grabbed my head and savagely kissed me. Lai was pitilessly pumping me with such force that my face was showing a strange mixture of pain and sexual pleasure. When she came, it was to liberate an extraordinary amount of sexual tension. Her body literally transformed into a mountain of muscularity, jack-hammering away on my body which had lost control just a few minutes before, probably with the ultimate orgasm but yet nothing compared with Lai's nuclear discharge. When she finally got off me, I had passed out again. She let me fall on my side, turned around and went over where Sally still lay unconscious. Continued........