Street Fighter 2
by dmaynard
Transformed, Shela becomes the most powerful entity on the planet. Her continuing story...

DISCLAIMER: full of over 18 kind of stuff. violence, sex, nudity, etc...

Nancy leapt out from her sixth floor penthouse window, muscles tense, the
night air whipping her wavy raven-black hair. She landed with a resounding
thud into the alley, creating a three foot deep crater in the street, chunks
of pavement flipping into the air. The autumn moon shone into the alley
gleaming off her naked physique. The woman known as "Shela" flexed her body
plesantly, admiring how powerfully her muscles swelled, hard as stone, and
laced with veins.

Muscular energy flowed throughout and Nancy wondered what limits, if any, she
possessed. She stood over 8' tall, her pretty face sat mounted atop bulging
neck muscles that swept downwards, arcing powerfully into solid traps. From
there, in-human proportioned shoulders capped gargantuanly muscled arms, her
biceps were hardened globes of female muscle that swelled with each subtle
movement of her body, tapering into beefy forearms, ending in immense hands.
Her arms hung at an outwards angle due to the thick inches of lat muscle that
formed her incredible back. Her breasts hung from powerfully developed
pectoral muscles, jutting at least two feet outwards from her body, perched
over an armour plated stomach.

The perfect "v" of her upper torso connected to an equally perfect waist, only
to have thickly muscled legs flare rudely outwards, layers of stone-hard flesh
that protected her womanhood, which sat nestled between twin pillars of pure
muscular destruction. She stood momentarily, letting the power of her form
seep into her, when images of Bruce once again entered her mind. She then set
off at a determined pace in the direction of his home.

*****

At his mansion, Bruce was in the middle of entertaining this nights conquest.
The stunning redhead was stripping for him, wiggling her curvaceous body for
his viewing pleasure. Bruce watched intently, his cock at full attention.

Sharon peeled her down her thong while Bruce fondled himself, she seductively
swayed her body as she crawled across his bed, approaching his cock. Nights
were often like this for Bruce, a beautiful woman to all his own on his
private estate.

"That's a girl, that's nice.." he wispered lustfully to Sharon who had began
licking his cockhead like an ice cream cone. He drifted off in sexual extacy
as she expertly sucked his manhood, unaware that carnage and mayhem were soon
to be upon him.

Shela soon arrived at his mansion, the night air blowing wistfully about her
immense frame. Slight crunching sounds issued from the shadows she stood in,
as her muscles, like a hungry predator, swollowed one of his security guards.
A smile lit her face as she felt the soft implosions of the male that had
unhappily been snatched up by her body. Blood ran freely onto the ground as
she flexed mightily, rending the poor guard asunder with her strength. She
then relaxed, letting what remained fall to the earth. Bruce had a reinforced
wall roughly 15 ft tall that encircled his little world, she cleared it with
no effort landing with a thud onto the grounds of his mansion. She walked
determinedly to his multi-storey home, her heightened senses taking in every
nuance of her surroundings.

Given the late hour, nearly all of Bruce's staff were either sleeping or away
for the night. Nancy easily breached the mansion entering through twin doors
meant for offloading supplies by truck. Her sheer weight caused the floor to
creak uneasily, as she made her way to the Master Suite.

Inside the suite, the highly attractive Sharon Bruce had brought home sat atop
his prone form,the couple passionately fucked each other, each of them moaning
in extacy. Nancy stood for a moment at the entrance to the room, her womanhood
flexed and pulsed at such an erotic sight. She moved closer...

Bruce had his eyes closed when his companion started screaming. He flashed
them open in time to see a hulking flesh-colored mass loom over his bed. He
gasped as he saw thick hands grasp the throat of Sharon, yanking her into the
air. Looking past the hulking behemoth of muscle that held the squirming
woman, he recognized the face of Nancy, he gasped in schock.

"What the hell happened to you??? Let her go!!!" Bruce yelled.

"I would think twice about ordering someone like me around, I'm lible to get
mad or something...and when I get mad..." Nancy took her free arm and flexed,
muscle solidifying into a mountain of tanned flesh. Sharon struggled in her
grip as Nancy held the gasping woman effortlessly. She was a behemoth of a
woman, her freakish muscularity drove a distinct sense of fear into Bruce, it
was almost maddening, to try and comprehend a being of her size and strength.

"As far as this one goes, I'll give her a simple choice...serve me and I'll
let you live. Otherwise..." Nancy trailed off her meaning extradinarily clear,
yet a wry smile played upon her lips.

Sharon sputtered and choked, atempting to reply, but she could not. Nancy held
the writhing woman at arm's length, as sharon fruitlessly pounded on her thick
muscular arms.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you?" Nancy mocked the naked woman, she
brought Sharon's gasping face closer to hers, cocking her ear while tightening
her grip.

"Hmmm...are you sure you wouldn't rather serve me?" Nancy giggled. Bruce sat
stupeified, he watched helplessly as Nancy crushed the neck of Sharon. Her
strong fingers compressed Sharon's bones easily, her soft flesh moulding
itself to her grip. The woman died instantly, and Nancy laughed.

"So pathetically weak your kind are...can't even deal with a little
'man'-handling..." Nancy looked at Bruce. "I suppose I can impress upon you
what a fraction of my power could do..."

Still smiling, Nancy drooped the woman's corpse onto the crook of her
monstrous arm. even relaxed her bicep towered like a mountain of fleshy death.
Slowly, Nancy flexed her gargantuan arm, veins sprung into prominance as rocky
muscle burst upward and outward from her taught pale skin. Nancy erotically
licked one side of her expanding bicep as Sharon's body was effortlylessly
crushed between it and her stocky forearm. Bruce watched horrified as Sharon's
body was swallowed by Nancy's vast arm, she cooed passionately as Bruce heard
bones snap, the utter force of her muscles compressing the dead girl's insides
causing them to spurt unnaturally onto his expensive floor from her mouth.

Nancy finished this small flex, looking proud as her solid muscles rippled
with immense power. Most of Sharon's upper torso had been compressed flat,
blood and bits of gore lasily dripping from her open mouth. Nancy bore her
bright green eyes into Bruce as she unflexed her arm, letting the destroyed
corpse fall to the floor.

"You need to realize that was nothing, nothing compared to what I'm fully
capable of Bruce." Nancy's voice filled his room, she spoke as like a goddess
would, addressing beings that were beneath her. Bruce was near tears with
fright and anger, anger at how Nancy had come into his home, ruthlessly
killing, yet terrible fear because Nancy was now so much more than just a
woman.

Nancy positioned herself after sucking in some breath and then began to flex
her entire body. "I think you might enjoy this Bruce.." Nancy smiled at him as
muscle began to grow and expand across her fabulously muscled physique. Bruce
leapt from his seating position on his bed and stood, wide-eyed at the
spectacle that unfolded before him. Nancy concentrated, she concentrated on
flexing like she never had before, reaching into herself, drawing upon all her
inner energies.

Her body grew, veiny rock solid muscle bulged outwards from her frame which
grew to accomodate her increasing mass. Already 8ft tall, she soon reached 9,
10ft, and taller. inches of powerful muscle blossomed from every surface of
her body her thighs grew several feet in width themselves, rippling with
untold power, creaking with weight. Nancy brought her behemoth arms in front
of her, her vicious triceps jutting outwards over two feet, biceps solid
masses of female muscles that erotically dented her firm tits that hung
proudly upon acres of ripped chest meat. Her shoulders, traps, and neck
muscles lengthened and thickened impressively, Bruce noted that the arc of
muscle that was her back had spread out longer than he was tall, she reached
11ft, 12ft, and still continued to grow finally hitting the ceiling of his
bedroom. Wood and plaster cracked as Nancy's head, back, and shoulders plowed
through his bedroom ceiling chunks of his upstairs floor falling into his
room. Bruce could not contain his fright, he pissed his trousers as Nancy
finally stopped growing at around 15ft. Her body had magnified it's musclemass
to an extreme state. Her chest and tits had grown so big, Bruce could not even
see her face, only hear her laughter.

Every fibre of Bruce's being ordered him to run for his life, but he couldn't
move. As if in slow motion he watched as Nancy brought up her leg and then
pounded down into the floor collapsing and shattering the material with ease.
Losing balance, Bruce went through the hole that Nancy has created and landed
onto the 1st floor, spraining his ankle as he did so. Smarting with pain,
Bruce looked up just in time to see Nancy drop through the hole and he rolled
out of the way. Nancy came crashing down through the 1st floor as well,
landing in his garage. Bruce missed being crushed by Nancy's decent but fell
down even further landing in the attached garage of his mansion.

Nancy surveyed the scene, looking excited at the collection of expensive cars
and trucks Bruce had arrayed in his garage.

"Lots of nice toys you have down here Bruce, why didn't you ever share?" Nancy
put on a face of mock hurtfulness as she moved in on Bruce picking him up by
his torso.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I will do what you ask, whatever you wish! Just don't
kill me Nancy!" Bruce sobbed uncontrollably as the fierce eyes of Nancy bore
into him.

"It's too late for apologies, I'm fastly becoming one of the most powerful
entities on this planet, perhaps this entire universe. The whimperings of one
so insignificant as yourself do not even concern me in the slightest." Nancy
reached down and grabbed the screaming form of Bruce. "Let's not have you
running off shall we? I have some fun to get to still..." With the slights of
movements, Nancy promptly broke Bruce's legs and arms, emitting high-pitched
screams from the male as he was thrown into the front seat of one of his
convertable exotics.

With little effort Nancy straddled the tiny coupe, Bruce's eyes wet with tears
of pain as he looked up into the vastness of her womanhood positioned over
him. Gargantuanly muscled legs flowed down either side of the vehicle, twin
pillars of female muscle death. Nancy bent over her hands gripping into the
sheet metal of the exotic 2-seater, the car groaning in protest as she pulled
it up off the cement, squeezing it between her massive thighs.

"Well Bruce, I suppose one consolation is that you will die while sitting in
one of your expensive toys. Not everyone gets that experience." Bruce heard
her evil chuckle as he lay on the seats, pain coursing through his limbs.
"No...please...Nancy!" he sobbed. Nancy delighted in his weeping, but what
turned her on ever more was the immense power at her disposal.

Starting slowly, Nancy began flexing her goddess-like legs of muscular power.
Her thighs thickened with corded muscle, acting like a compactor uopn the
chassis of the car. Bruce screamed as the car buckled under the awesome
pressure of Nancy's inhumanly muscled legs. Metal groaned, glass shattered,
and steel screeched as Nancy continued to flex her freakishly huge thighs.
Bruce cried as he felt the body of the car crunch and compact around him.
Nancy growled with delight as her massive legs swalloed the coupe, the garage
eching with sounds of her crushing the vehicle with her magnificent physique.
Bruce watched as the oncoming walls of rock hard muscle crushed themselves
closer, and heard Nancy squeal with pleasure as he was showered with her
feminine jucies. Nancy thundered through her collossul orgasm, her entire body
flexing and growing, muscle mutating itself stonger and harder. Nancy smiled
as she heard Bruce issue one last yell of defience before several feet of her
car-crushing thighs decended upon his frail broken body. Bone snapped loudy,
and Nancy heard a distinct pop, much like a melon exploding, as her amazing
muscles compressed Bruce into fluid puply mess. His gore mixed with the
crushed car as Nancy finally felt her legs come together, she smiled broadly
as she power-flexed her entire form scissoring the car in half. Her orgamsmic
jucies steamed upwards from the crushed remains of the vehicle, as Nancy
issued her final gush of fluid. Her muscular physique shuddered with pleasure,
sending waves of rippling power flitting across the broad girth of her
freakish musculature.

"This is only the beginning..." she thought proudly...

end part 2.