Mom and daughter: camping trip
by dmaynard
the continuing adventures of Stacey & Kelly as they take a small vacation, with sexually violent results


Snaps and pops echoed throughout the room as Stacey compressed her latest
victim against her steely chest. Blubbering moans escaped the dying man’s lips
as Stacey’s arms ballooned with hard fem muscle. A splintering crack followed
by Stacey’s harsh laugh ended the man’s life.

A few feet away Kelly was working out, 1000s of pounds of weight clanked
upwards as Kelly’s luscious teen legs exploded with muscular definition. Each
rep tore at her denim threads until she roared out a final muscle blasting
rep, her pink jean shorts splitting loudly down the side unable to contain the
flexing onslaught.

Kelly stood up as Marc and Rich toweled off their masters. Both Kelly and her
mother sighed in contentment. "You know something Kell, we should go camping
for a few days. It’s been some time since we have had some fun."

"That’s true mom, we love being outdoors, lets go to that spot we mentioned
earlier." Kelly exclaimed. Stacey commanded her husband and son to get their
gear together, and load up the camper.

It took most of the day, but finally they were off. Marc and Rich took turns
driving as the women slept, ate and played with each other sexually. After
nearly two days of travel, they arrived.

The camping area was in a remote section of the woods, the women’s 4x4 camper
struggled to get to the spot, but finally made it. Small campfires could be
seen by their smoke a small distance off as Marc and Rich parked the camper
and made ready to setup camp.

"Ahhhhh! I just love fresh mountain air!" exclaimed Kelly. Her cameo shorts
and black top barely contained her tanned bulging muscles. Stacey wore a Kaki
colored spring dress, clinging to her immensely muscled body like a second
skin. Both women took in the views as the men made camp.

It was getting dusk as the fire was lit and supper prepared. The men were in
the middle of their meal, when a figure wondered near the campfire. "Hello?"
the voice called out.

"Yes?" Stacey answered sweetly. Both women had bulky sweaters and sweat pants
on, so it was hard to get an idea how big they were sitting down.

"Hello there...my name’s Stanley." The man came out from the trees. He was
dressed as a scout leader and was followed by two boys around the ages of 14.
"We saw your fire and just wanted to stop by and say hi." Stan said. The two
boys looked past Stan at Kelly, her powerful aura completely enrapturing the
two young men.

"Well, that’s very kind of you Stan. May I call you Stan? Anyway what brings
you out here? Are there any more of your troop?" Stacey flowed out the
questions like a river of honey. "Why yes, there’s about 12 of us camped over
yonder." Stan pointed at one of the fires across the lake. "We’re up here to
practice survival techniques."

"And are they all like those two behind you?" Kelly broke in. "Yeah, this is
Joe and William, both 15, we typically don’t take them out here any younger."
Stan explained.

Stacey stood up, and Stan flinched at the size of the woman standing before
him. "My goodness! If you don’t mind me saying so, you are very tall for a
lady, and...and beautiful as well." Stan managed to say.

Stacey smiled, the sweater material slowly stretching around her skin as
unseen muscles bunched up on her body. "Thank you Stan." Stacey stepped
forward, there was no hiding her massive tits, and Stacey’s excited hard
nipples poked upwards beneath the sweater as she towered next to Stan.

"It’s not very often I get compliments about my body. Especially in the middle
of nowhere." Kelly giggled softly as she noticed Stan’s hard dick poking out
from his scout pants. Stacey exuded sexiness, power, and dominance all in one
look.

"Um Stanley? Do mind if we check out your little camp? I think it would be so
cool for my daughter to see what boy scouts do." Stan looked over at Kelly who
was eating a banana, suggestively sliding the fruit in and out over her pink
glossy lips. "Sure thing, no problem a’tall!" Within minutes all of them were
ready to leave the campsite.

Stanley, the camp official, showed up at the boy scout troop with the two
Amazon goddesses in tow, followed by Marc and Rich. "Ok, I need to get you all
together now." All the young men of the troop, most no older than 17,
assembled in a sitting group near their leader.

All of the boys ranged between 15 and 17, and sat there, awaiting for what was
going on. Marc and Rich stood obediently aside. "Ok men, I have a couple of
guests that wanted to share a few words with you. Please give them your full
attention."

Giving them their attention wasn’t a problem. The Goddess blessed Kelly and
Stacey with powers beyond mere man’s reckoning, and all the boys sat
enthralled at both Kelly and Stacey.

"Greetings boys, we know many of you here are young, vulnerable, and probably
feeling quite good about yourselves, considering you are here to learn all
about surviving. I’m going to be blunt, how many amongst have known a woman?"
Stacey asked. Stan and one other older boy were the only ones to raise their
hands.

"I’ll tell you boys, surviving a woman is the toughest challenge of all. I’d
like all of you to meet my daughter, Kelly." Kelly stepped forward into the
firelight. Her massive 7ft frame stood imposing against the crowd of boys.
"I’m going to bet many of you have not seen a woman like Kelly. Kelly, I’d
like you to demonstrate exactly what I mean by that."

"With pleasure" Kelly cooed. Kelly turned so that her back was to the small
audience and proceeded to flex. Stan and the other boys stood mesmerized as
small tearing sounds were soon heard. Within seconds a large split opened up
down Kelly’s back, the campfire flames danced across her exposed muscles, her
flexing legs ballooned in her sweat pants pulling them as tight as a second
skin.

The sweater finished ripping and Kelly then switched up to a rear double
bicep. Marc and Rich noticed every boy was either raging, or beginning, to get
a hard-on poking upwards in their pants and shorts. A couple of the younger
boys actually unzipped their pants and started stroking their small erections.
More tearing sounds filled the night as two large mighty erections of muscle
burst forth from Kelly’s arms. After holding her pose for a few seconds, Kelly
bent over peeling down the extremely tight sweats over her round firm teenage
ass, rippling with untold strength. Tiny light blue panties wedged themselves
into her expansive ass-crack. She playfully flexed each glute muscle causing
them to sway hypnotically in an erotic display of muscle control. Kelly turned
around, the tatters of her sweater falling onto the ground exposing her barely
concealed tits, tiny lacy wedges were pulled tight over her hard nipples.
Kelly hooked the straps of her panties with her thumbs and pulled upwards
while doing a massive lat spread. Her finely shaped, muscled pussy lips were
exquisitely outlined by the thong, while inches of hard tanned flesh
solidified outwards from the sides of her body, the extreme v-cut of her waist
giving the impression of wings.

Barely finishing her erotic pose-down, she heard at least 4 boys gasp in
orgasm at the sight of her incredibly sexy muscular body. "Very nice work
Kell, as you can see, Kelly is no ordinary teenager. Her amazing body is the
product of determination and reverence for the Almighty Goddess." Stacey told
them.

"As for myself, I’m very proud of my daughter, as she is very much like me in
many ways." Stacey positioned herself in front of a 16 year old, who sat there
drooling like dog at the two Amazonian women before him. Stacey put her
massive arms behind her head, the material of her sweater barely able to
contain the soft flexing of her mighty muscles. Within seconds, her thigh
burst through her denim pants, the cotton shredded itself against the
massively flexing leg that ballooned merely inches away from the teen’s face.
Stacey did the same with the other leg, the jeans unable to contain her
awesome musculature. After shredding most of the material, Stacey tore off
what was left, revealing tiny white lace panties stretched thin against the
golden muscle mass of her hips.

"Do you like little boy? I’m sure you all do." Stacey said in soft motherly
tone. All the boys (and men) nodded their heads. "My muscles are so very hard,
harder than anything you can imagine. I can break a man in half with my
muscles. Would you like to see that?" All the boys shook their heads
vigorously, Stacey smiled and finished destroying her sweater leaving her
chiseled bare top to reflect in the firelight.

Stacey and Kelly scanned the audience, by now nearly the entire troop had
their cocks exposed, the occasional groan signaled an explosion of cum as the
boys madly beat themselves off. Unable to do much else in the power of the
Amazons.

Stacey grabbed Stan, a blank look on his face as he was stood up in front of
the troop. Kelly and Stacey flanked him, the twin goddesses of muscle bulged
frighteningly huge, Stan himself barely stood up to their tits as each woman
playfully flexed their massive bodies.

"And now, a small demonstration of what we can do. I’m sure you will find the
experience eye-opening." Stacey announced. Kelly and Stacey stood in front of
each other, hands on their hips, Stan sandwiched in-between the muscle women.

The two gargantuan women embraced, and then looked upwards calling out the
Goddess’s name. Stan’s head was nearly hidden by their breasts, from a far
away place he felt the steely ridges of the two females muscles pressed up
against his body. In the next instant he body was wrought with pain. Coming
out of what felt like a trance, he screamed. Stacey and Kelly held their
embrace as they continued to flex their massive bodies, chanting to the
Goddess. Stan screamed in agony as his body, inch by inch, was being crushed
like a car compactor. The two women flexed agonizingly slow, savoring every
snap of bone. Each subtle flex, produced breaking sounds the echoed eerily
through the trees on the still night. The troop sat dumbfounded, as they
watched their scout leader be compressed between two muscle goddesses. Stan’s
muffled screams vibrated against their hard flesh, he felt his ribs snap in
two, his spine crackled, Stan felt his insides compress and burst, one by one
from the awesome pressure the two women were applying to his frame. His
screams were reduced to muffled moans, as he lost feeling from his waist down.
His fragile spine broke audibly, his mouth was filled with warm hard flesh,
the pressure on his skull was immense and causing him to black out.

The boys watched as Stan’s body disappeared amongst the growing writhing mass
of tanned fem-muscles. The firelight danced over the two hard bodied women. A
deadening splat was heard as Stan’s head burst inwards like a ripe melon.
Stacey and Kelly kept up flexing until they met resistance from each other.
They kissed one another for nearly a minute, and then they stepped away. The
remains of Stan dropped to the forest floor, a sticky red stain was pretty
much all that was left of the scout master.

Stacey and Kelly turned and produced two erotic most muscular poses. Their
bodies rippled with untold strength, their muscular display caused many of the
young boys to fire off their loads into the air.

What followed next was fuck-fest that rivaled anything Marc or Rich had seen.
Stacey and Kelly raped the troop of boys at will, ravaging their young bodies.
At one time Kelly held two boys in her arms forcing their heads into her tits,
as they suckled her nipples. As a masterful display of muscle control she held
another boy between her legs, his cock inserted into her muscular pussy. By
sheer power of her cunt muscles alone, she pulled and released the boy’s dick
in and out. Stacey was trying to be entered from behind as she had three boys
lined up, giving a blow-job to one and a hand-job to the other two. Her
cannonball muscled ass prevented any rear entry. One lustful boy tried to
enter her, but Stacey playfully allowed him just a few inches in before
fiercely squeezing her buttock muscles. A sickening splat was heard as the
boy’s cock was smashed flat by Stacey’s iron hard ass cheeks. The teen
screamed in pain as she got the three boys in front of her off, the air filled
with their jetting cum.

She then calmly turned to the screaming boy, shushing him as she cradled his
head in her massive arms. Tears streamed down his face as she smiled cruelly.
With a quick twist of her arms she snapped the neck of the moaning boy and
dropped him to the ground.

Kelly, through the course of her raping, mangled the cocks of several boys. A
trail of young teens lay behind her, crying in pain as they cupped their
destroyed manhood. She was in the process of getting off one more time, one
more large orgasm. It was an amazing sight as she flexed her body in pleasure,
her young teen pussy went into spasms, and the sound, like someone tearing off
a fresh chicken leg, filled the night air as her pussy ripped off the genitals
of the teen boy. The boy screamed in pain as blood flowed freely from the
gaping wound in his crotch. Kelly came down from her orgasmic high and punched
the boy’s head caving in his skull abruptly quieting his painful screams.

Out of the 12 troop boys, 4 remained still able to walk. The rest lay dead or
crippled. The two lethal women surveyed the carnage they had wrought and
flexed mightily over their kills, as much as a predator would celebrate
killing it’s prey. "Of course, you two will need to clean this up. No trace of
these men and boys should ever be found. Get busy." Stacey and Kelly walked
back to their camp with the last 4 remaining boys. Rich and Marc spent the
rest of the evening and next day with the gory task of obliterating any of
their presence.

***end part 4***