Mom and daughter: bible study
by dmaynard
Stacey & Kelly spread the word about the Goddess. With amazing results. Violent.


Stacey and Kelly returned from their camping refreshed, and with 4 extra
slaves to add to their collection. The 4 boys ranged from 16 to 18 and they
were divided up between the two women.

Both Marc and Rich sported generous packages for their size. They knew they
weren’t the biggest by far, but 9" and 11" respectively was not too shabby.

Kelly ordered her two to strip naked. Since they were new, they had to go
naked all the time until Marc and Rich had trained them enough to serve
adequately. Then they may get a scant loincloth to cover their privates.

Kelly laughed out loud at the 16-year-old Bryan. His 5" pecker stood hard at
attention while he was lined up with the other boy. Jason was 17 and shivered
in absolute fright at the mountain of teenage muscle the loomed before them.

"Rich! Get over here!" Kelly boomed. Rich ran over and stood next to his
sister who peeled down his loincloth. Grabbing his semi-limp cock, she pulled
her brother over in front of Bryan. Just the feel of his sister’s silky iron
hand stiffened his manhood instantly.

"Look closely Bryan, this is a COCK! You won’t grow much more down there, so I
suggest you get to be an expert with your tongue if want to survive." To
demonstrate, Kelly grabbed Bryan’s pecker and it was engulfed by her large
hand in comparison to Rich’s which stuck out some beyond her grip.

Bryan instantly came into the palm of Kelly’s hand, soft moans escaping his
lips. Kelly smiled as she playfully flexed her awesome arms. Squeezing his
cock pleasurably.

Kelly brought her arm up to Bryan’s face, her hard tanned bicep solidified
into a peak of hot muscle. The bulging bicep was nearly bigger than the young
boy’s head.

"This is one of your masters. You will worship and obey it. Otherwise it will
destroy you." Kelly informed him. "Go ahead, lick it." she commanded. Bryan
nervously ran his tongue over the immense bicep. The hard ridges of flexed
muscle covered with veins sent shivers down his back as he licked and lapped
at the gargantuan arm in front of him.

Meanwhile, Stacey had completely lost her patience with one of the other 18
year old boys. She twisted each of his arms wickedly, nearly snapping them out
of his sockets. The boy screamed in agony as he heard his tendons tear and
bones crack, he was still ultimately humiliated by the fact he sported a
hard-on in light of the pain Stacey was inflicting upon him.

Roaring in anger Stacey held the boy up by his one arm and working her other
arm into the middle of legs, put his cock and nut-sack in the crook of her
vascular bicep and forearm.

Stacey turned her head to look at the other boy, on the ground cowering in
fear. "This is what happens if you piss me off!" Stacey snarled. With a slow
agonizing flex, Stacey crushed the boy’s genitals in her arm muscles. His
balls flattened with a nasty squishing sound, and his hard cock was mangled by
her unforgiving female muscles.

The boy passed out from the pain, Stacey reveling in the destruction of his
genitalia. "Take a good long look you little insignificant shit." Stacey
commanded the other young boy. Horrified, the young boy watched as Stacey
poured more power into her arm flex, the bugling tanned mounds of muscle
compressed the pelvis of the boy in her arm. Nasty crunching noises echoed in
the room as the boy’s entire pelvic region collapsed between the vice-like
power of Stacey’s incredible arm. She continued to flex, his body bending and
breaking by the sheer power of just her magnificent arm. Frank watched as
Stacey’s panties grew wet with cum, she was getting off crushing the boy to
death merely with her bicep and forearm. She snap flexed her gargantuan thighs
as she finished off Blake.

The broken mangled body of the boy fell to the floor. Stacey peeled off her
cum-soaked panties, letting them fall on top of the corpse beneath her. She
then puffed out her chest, massive slabs of hard pec muscle burst forward
snapping the puny bra that barely contained her inhuman sized breasts. She
posed over her newly defeated male, her pumped arms and body creaking with
swollen muscles. Craggy traps ballooned upwards nearly burying her face in
hard warm muscle.

Stacey stood there for a moment, flexed in her full glory, every vein, every
muscle group defined, hard, and HUGE. She finally relaxed her flex and ordered
Marc to take the new slave and clean up.

The men and boys spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning up the remains of
Blake. The ladies appeared later on, both dressed in body hugging denim.
Kelly’s "daisy dukes" left nearly nothing to the imagination. Stacey’s
hip-hugging black denim looked like it would burst at the seams at the merest
flex.

Both women were mid-drift cut tops, showing off their armor plated stomachs.
Marc, Rich, Bryan, and Steve all stood at attention.

"In chatting with Steve, it appears he has a nice church group that meets at
his friend’s home every Thursday evening." Kelly said. Stacey cracked her
knuckles, small bulges of dense muscle threatened to tear apart the skimpy top
she wore.

"Nothing like spending an evening with a fundamentalist." Stacey growled.

The women, men, and boys piled into their van and drove to Steve’s friend’s
house. About six cars were parked outside. The night air was a little chilly,
and it was starting to sprinkle rain. The two women wore long coats that sort
of hid their massive physiques.

The women and men went inside and found the Bible study group in their living
room discussing verses, and arguing interpretation. The Pastor leading the
study stood up to greet the newcomers.

"It’s a pleasure to see new faces in our little fellowship." The man smiled.
Stacey and Kelly beamed back as the boys and men took up sitting positions
around the group.

About 4 couples stood in awe as Stacey and Kelly centered themselves in the
group. "Greetings to you all. We are here tonight because we represent a
higher power." The men and women of the group murmured slightly, but both were
entranced by the magical powers of both amazons.

Stacey pushed her massive breasts together, coupled with her immense arms, the
sight was imposing and highly erotic. Firm cleavage spilled upwards from her
top as Stacey erotically pumped her arms. She let her hands fall, and then
playfully flexed her chest, each firm breast jiggled slightly as chest muscles
danced sensuously. It was long before every male in the room had an erection
pressing against their slacks.

Kelly turned her beautiful backside to the captive audience. Playfully rolling
her massive cannonball glute muscles, the threads of her denim shorts started
to tear even more. Her hard round teenage ass pumped itself free of the
material, the shorts shredded themselves against the round tanned ripped ass
of Kelly. Ripping off the shreds of her shorts Kelly flexed her ass hard, the
chiseled balls of muscles leapt outwards several inches.

Kelly strutted a few steps, showing off her gorgeously curved ass. Her tiny
pink panties were lost in-between the muscled crack of her ass-cheeks. Facing
forward, the panties barely hid her pussy, and as she thumbed her underwear
strings upwards, flexing her back into a perfect "V", the muscular ridges of
her pussy lips pressed erotically against the fabric.

The display of such raw female sensuality and power caused more than a few wet
spots to occur on the slacks of the men. The women sat slack-jawed some
experiencing strange lesbian like feelings towards the amazing women standing
before them.

The Preacher willed himself out the trance the mother and daughter were
putting them into. "Stop I say! My Lord will strike down one’s such as thee!
Be gone with your sinful beguiling forms!" The preacher clutched his Bible
close to his chest as he spat the words out.

Stacey walked up to him, and leaned over resting her hands in the arms of his
lazy-boy. Her firm jugs were so big that they flopped into his crotch and most
of his stomach. The preacher gulped as he stared at Stacey’s un-flexed arms,
nearly the size of his head.

"Funny little man, the Goddess I represent hasn’t heard much from your God. It
is said that Man is made in your God’s image. What a frail image it is. The
Goddess bestows her followers with the gift of her essence. As you can see, it
is quite potent."

Stacey flexed her ungodly muscles, her top stretched thinly over the eruption
of boulders growing beneath her skin. Stacey’s biceps burst through her
sleeves, she murmured her delight has thick slabs of ripped muscle surged
outwards tearing her top to shreds. Shards of cloth fell to the floor, and
Stacey stood up, topless. She did a double-bicep pose, her arms growing like
mountains with hard peaked muscle. She tossed her brown hair and blew
outwards, her full red lips sensuously puckered as she blasted into a Most
Muscular pose. Her nipples jutted outwards like train spikes, as rippling
waves of muscle cascaded over her upper body.

The preacher moaned and shot his load into his pants. Kelly finished flexing
out of her clothes, as Stacey ripped her denim shorts in half off her body.

"I want everyone to talk a good, HARD, look at the future of womankind. To
those women that BELIEVE, the blessing of the Goddess will make itself known."
Stacey announced.

At this point the 4 women in the crowd stood up and wailed, beseeching the
Goddess for strength and power. The males were, for the most part, impotent
hunks of meat.

Stacey and Kelly smiled as a warm glow of bluish light filled the room. The
women moaned as feelings of power washed over them. The wives began to grow as
fat was extracted off their bodies to be replaced with bone-crunching muscle.

The men stared awe-struck, as their women grew before them. The living room
filled with the moans of sexually excited women as they burst out of their
clothes. Within minutes, the parlor area was filled with heaving, flexing
Amazonian hard-bodies. The wives were so excited with the feeling of newfound
muscularity all of them came on themselves, streams of cum dripped to the
floor as it ran in rivers down their chiseled thighs.

It was at this point the executions began. One women grabbed her hapless
husband and folded his puny body, his spine broke audibly as the woman
fiercely growled with might. Another woman caught the skull of her mate in the
crook of her massively muscled arm. With a slow agonizing flex, she crushed
the man’s head in, his screams of pain abruptly silenced as her rock hard
muscles smashed his jaw.

The men were like Play-Do in their hands. The room filled with the snapping
sounds of bone, the gurgling sounds of death as chest cavities and throats
collapsed against the might of the female muscle power on display.

Marc watched as one woman held her husband’s head in-between her thighs. She
slowly flexed her arms, the ballooning biceps pressed up against her forearms
as she licked the mounds of muscle with her hot wet tongue. Turned on by the
power of her body she flex her ass and thighs, the rounded mounds of solid
tanned muscle bubbled outwards, her husband’s head slowly getting sucked into
her black hole of muscularity. The women’s immense muscles eventually covered
the man’s head, his muffled screams where soon silenced as his head imploded
from the pressure. It sounded like a watermelon being crushed in a vice, the
woman barely noticed the lethal damage her cannonball ass and thighs did to
her former husband. The man’s body twitched in it’s death throes as the wife’s
muscular frame shuddered in orgasm. His wife’s sweet juices streamed into the
gory mess that was left of his compressed head.

Within minutes nearly all the males lay broken on the floor. One wife finished
crushing the frail body of her husband over the immense boulders of her
shoulders. His spine cracked loudly as she pulled his form over her impressive
back. The woman dropped the flaccid body of her broken husband onto the floor
and shuddered with pleasure as she came over his remains. The six amazingly
huge amazon’s stood next to Stacey and Kelly, their bodies rippling with
immense strength. Various women flexed their intense hard bodies and ogled at
the sight of their transformed physiques. The Preacher sat transfixed,
absolutely amazed at the sight before him.

"Quite a show eh Father?" Stacey cooed. She reached down and tore open the
pants of the Priest. His hard cock flung upwards, his face painted in lust.
Stacey turned around and dropped her panties, the delicious curves of her hard
ass swelled with power as she grabbed her ridged pussy lips and spread them.

"Now’s your chance Father, it will be something you have never experienced."
Stacey smiled at him. Father Steve stood up, mesmerized and plunged his stiff
rod into Stacey’s waiting pussy. The Priest had never felt anything so firm
envelope his dick EVER. He went on like a spastic monkey, bouncing his pelvis
off the cannonball glute muscles of Stacey. He went off like this for several
minutes. After some time he felt his orgasm nearing. He felt the expert
muscles of Stacey’s ridged vagina massage his throbbing pole. His hands roamed
the spectacular muscles of her back and ass. As Stacey playfully flexed them.

Father Steve moaned as he neared the climax of his orgasm, Stacey smiled
"watch closely my ladies, you will see how omnipotent our sex is over what was
typically considered the "stronger" of the sexes." Stacey grunted and Father
Steve yelped in pain as he felt the muscular walls of Stacey’s pussy close
about his cock. He tried to extract his prick, desperately pulling backwards,
but Stacey had his penis caught like a vice. The women whooped and cheered,
flexing in the face of Father Steve as he was helplessly caught in Stacey’s
fantastic sex.

As a testament to her supreme dominance over the male specious, Stacey flexed
her pussy muscles and a squishing sound was heard as Steven’s penis was
flattened by the power of Stacey’s vagina. The women orgasmed at the thought
of such amazing power as they watched Stacey’s dominate sex grind the
Preachers impotent cock to a bloody pulp. Stacey finally released her grip,
and the Preacher fell backwards onto his chair, what was left of his mangled
penis flopped uselessly between his legs. The Father had passed out from the
pain,

Stacey straightened herself and massively flexed her entire body, her hungry
pussy quivered with pleasure at destroying the male appendage, nestled between
thick hard thighs, that pushed themselves apart with their wideness. Stacey
had yet to finish her display as she pulled the limp body of the Preacher up
from the chair and placed his head between her firm tits.

Holding up his entire body with just her chest muscles, Stacey smiled cruelly
and proceeded to compress the Preacher’s head into her chest. Her firm boobs
solidified with rippling muscle, A cracking noise, followed by what sounded
like a melon being run over by a car signaled the demise of his skull. With
nothing but the awesome power of her tits and chest she imploded the head of
the Preacher, his decapitated body slumped to the floor and the women cheered.

To celebrate their new-found Goddess-hood, the women took turns fucking the
slaves. Only Marc and Rich survived the onslaught. The new boys were broken by
the savage animalistic sex of the amazon’s, their bodies sought only pleasure,
as they mangled the forms of the younger boys into unrecognizable piles of
gore.

When all was done, the women filed out of the house and went to Stacey and
Kelly’s home. Marc and Rich, as usual, cleaned up. It was a long night once
again.

***end part 5***