Crush-a-thon 2: Violent Assault
By dmaynard: voodoo_magic_0@yahoo.com 



DISCLAIMER: Lots of violent adult content, please be over 18!

(Note: See Crush-a-thon 1 for background info)

"Welcome! To another edition of Crush-a-Thon!" The woman's voice came through
the headsets and speakers of online viewers, vibrating with excitement.

"Tonight we have a wonderful treat for our viewers. Taking into account your
feedback from our last show, we have setup a showdown for our muscle goddesses
to partake in." The stream switched over from the intro graphic to what
appeared to be a large arena, roughly the size of an American football
stadium. Except, in place of a playing field there was a formidable looking
two story tower set within the center.

"That's right viewers, your goddesses will face seemingly formidable
opponents. Occupying the reinforced tower will be a group of three alpha
males, or as alpha as any male can be in comparison." The female announcer
snickered condescendingly.

"The objective for the males is simple, hold the tower and survive before time
runs out." The feed switched to a timer showing a total of two hours. "These
males just need to defend the tower and prevent the goddesses from entering
for two hours and they will be deemed the winners! However, if they fail..."
The announcer left the alternative unsaid as she switched up to introducing
the alpha males.

"Up first! Sven from the EU!" A giant of a man, sporting bulging muscles,
paraded onto the arena. His blond hair shimmered in the arena lights. His
spandex briefs did little to hide his prodigious manhood.

"Next! Omar, from the Middle East!" A tall olive skinned man with an equally
imposing physique came and stood next to Sven. A heaving bulge exuded from his
briefs as he waved to crowd.

"And lastly, Richard, from the US of A" Another tall, well-built gentleman
strode out confidently, similarly equipped as his compatriots.

"Now, needing no introduction, OUR GODDESSES!" At the announcers' scream,
Johanna, Mitsuko, and Helga paraded themselves into the arena. Each of the
"alpha" males swallowed. Even though they stood as amazing male specimens, the
women outclassed them at every turn. They were taller, bigger, more shredded
with muscularity, and exuded a sexiness that could not be contained.

They sauntered up to the men they were to be competing against, and giggled.
Helga leaned down to Sven flexing her bicep near his growing cock. Although
the male stretched his briefs impressively, aroused by the goddess standing
before him, Helga's arm was still bigger. She winked and leaned down licking
the hard top of her bicep as Sven's cock raged.

"All right, Alpha males, take your place in the tower. You have fifteen
minutes to setup your positions before the tower is remotely locked down.
After that, the goal is simple?SURVIVE!"

The men scrambled to the tower, the digital clock in the arena counting down,
matching the timer overlay on the stream everyone was viewing. The men got
inside and used the time to seal and lock all the entrances to the tower.
Weapons were retrieved, and the males took up position within. Two on the
bottom story and one upstairs.

A loud buzzing sound indicated the end of the prep period and the start of the
survival countdown. The timer began whisking away the seconds. The males
inside the tower had no way to tell when the goddesses were coming, they
faintly heard the muffled roar of the assembled crowd from behind the thick
walls of their tower.

The streaming viewers however could plainly see the women approach the tower.
They strode towards the small fortress, confident, their frames bulging with
deadly muscularity. Johanna's ebony frame towered over one of the sealed
entrances, flanked by Helga and Mitsuko. Johanna looked to each goddess and
nodded, Mitsuko crouched down, the muscles in her legs bulging obscenely and
catapulted herself onto the top of the tower in a mighty leap. Helga moved to
the opposing side of the tower from Johanna and the goddesses began to go to
work.

Omar watched one of the entrances from within the tower, beads of sweat formed
across his forehead as the tension rose. The inside of the tower was stuffy
and hot, and he wiped his face while gripping the blunt weapon he had secured.
He jumped, startled, as Johanna upon the other side of the door plowed her
fist into the solid steel many inches thick. The door bulged inward from the
impact shaking the structure as she let loose another punch. Again the solid
steel door buckled, and the multiple bars that had secured the door bent and
snapped leaving a gap several inches wide. Omar swallowed in fear as he
watched several long black fingers push themselves into the gap. He heard
Johanna chuckle only briefly as there was a mighty rending of steel.

Omar watched in amazement as Johanna's giant muscles flexed into a solid mass
of dark flesh. Her fingers left imprints upon the steel as it separated
against the unbelievable force she delivered. Johanna pried apart the entrance
to the tower to make room for her almost 9' tall frame. She stepped into
tower, hunching slightly under the ceiling, her pearl white teeth smiling down
onto Omar like a muscle angel of death had visited him.

The inside of the tower also was securely built from steel, including the
ceilings that Johanna now hunched underneath. Johanna continued to smile as
bent her head and flexed her jaw-dropping traps. Omar watched as the bulging
traps pressed into the steel ceiling and bent it upwards, giving Johanna just
enough room to lift her head straight.

"Much better." She smirked. Omar was a ball of terror and arousal. While his
eyes shined with fear, his cock strained against his briefs, betraying
himself.

"How nice! You like girls with a little muscle huh?" Johanna chided the male
as she brought her arm up next to his face and flexed her bicep. Omar had
never seen anything so big and hard grow so massively. The veins that webbed
the top of Johanna's hard peak throbbed larger than Omar's fingers.

"Aren't you forgetting something little man?" Johanna raised her eyebrow and
Omar, remembering he needed to outlast the countdown, stepped back and
futilely tried to use his weapon. He brought the steel bar around with a
crushing blow that would snap any normal person's neck, but instead Johanna
caught the bar between her bull neck and trap muscle. She twisted her upper
body and disarmed Omar easily.

"You shouldn't have done that you little shit." Johanna reached down and
painfully tore his briefs from his body exposing his hard-on. She then scooped
up Omar, cradling him as someone would a young child. He screamed at first as
she effortlessly folded the man in upon himself, parts of his lower spine
snapping as brought his face up to his cock.

"Open your mouth." She ordered. Omar, crying, opened his mouth and Johanna
flexed her upper body bigger and harder, forcing his raging cock into his
mouth. He gagged as she laughed, her torso muscles flexing in a deathly rhythm
driving the cock in and out of his mouth.

After several seconds of this, he started moaning. Johanna watched closely
until she saw his dick grow hard and begin to start pumping. As quickly and as
easily as if it was nothing, she encased the man's head, knees, and cock
between her gargantuan forearm and bicep and flexed. Her muscles compressed
the man's head onto his cock and his knees were crushed in by the dark iron
that was her physique.

There was the smallest sound of strangled garbling as the man's skull caved
in, Johanna's ruthless bicep crunching him flat. "Guess he can go fuck himself
eh?" Johanna smiled for the live stream as the sounds of snapping bones and
squishing flesh were caught on the stream. She un-flexed her arm and the
crushed remains of the male fell to the tower floor. Johanna gasped in
orgasmic pleasure and pulled aside the thin stretch of material that covered
her womanhood. Juices squirted outward as her abs solidified into rocky clumps
of muscle. She reached down to massage her massive clit while her pussy spewed
her goddess juices over the corpse at her feet.

Sven called out for Omar, all he heard were the savage breaking sounds as Omar
was crushed to death and looked around wildly for the next goddess he was sure
would appear.

He let out surprised cry as he felt what he was sure was the force of a
freight train slamming into his back and putting him face down onto the steel
floor. Except he glanced up and saw Helga.

Helga snarled and placed one of her big feet onto his back to hold him steady.
He flailed about uselessly as Helga reached down with her giant hands and took
both his wrists and ankles in each of her hyper-muscular arms. Helga looked
into the cameras that were installed in the tower and winked as she flexed her
shoulder muscles and began pulling upwards.

Sven howled in pain as Helga slowly and inexorably ripped Sven's limbs from
his body. Helga smiled happily as the male's muscles tore, tendons snapped,
and bones crackled in her iron grip. She tore all his limbs apart and then
dropped them onto the floor. Sven screamed in hysterical pain and shock as
Helga stepped up with her other foot placing her now several hundred-pound
bodyweight onto his torso.

Sven gargled blood as Helga brought her fists together in a most muscular
pose. She smiled as the sheer weight of her burgeoning muscle mass crushed the
hapless male's torso into the steel floor. Helga flexed hard as the sound of
snapping ribs gave way to sides of Sven's body bursting open from pressure.
She orgasmed over what remained, asserting her dominance for all the internet
to see.

Lastly, Richard heard the demise of his fellow alpha males and knew he was
done for. They were supposed to hold the tower for 2 hours, they were lucky to
last 2 minutes. Richard heard cheering as Mitsuko kicked through the steel
ceiling landing with a loud thunk next him. Richard, to his credit kicked
outwards in a feint move and then swung his blunt weapon against Mitsuko's
temple. Except it did nothing.

She easily disarmed the male and then sent forth a front kick so powerful, it
rammed through Rich's stomach and cracked into his spine. He dropped
immediately to the floor, unable to feel his legs. In his blurry, pain filled
vision, Richard saw Mitsuko and Johanna standing over him, and then felt
himself being lifted, face up and his torso and lower body wedged between both
ladies, who stood with their asses touching.

Even unflexed, Mitsuko and Johann's legs were thicker, and wider than
Richard's entire body. They both placed their hands on their hips, Rich
looking up at Johann's smiling face as their legs became swollen with brutally
hard muscle. Rich issued garbled screams as his chest cage collapsed in on
itself, and his hips were shattered. Mitsuko and Johanna snarled with power as
their legs exploded with such fearsome muscularity as the majority of the
male's body was engulfed in leg muscle.

Rich coughed up blood and entrails as the two goddesses flexed so hard and so
huge their leg muscles collided with each other crushing the insignificant
male between them.

"And it would seem we have our winners!" The announcer came in loudly over the
stream, the time overlay showing the alpha males barely lasted longer than 18
minutes of a 2-hour block.

The women, bloodied and proud, left the tower and posed and waved for the
audience. One thing was for certain, the next "challenge" would be even more
of a spectacle.

End