Sistas - Part 8
by dmaynard
Marion's army grows, Steven & Jerry seek a way to free themselves, Laura escapes & betrays the Sistas


After witnessing Laura demolish the poor males, Steven & Jerry were allowed to
let themselves back to Marion's dwelling. Marion was in an exceptionally great
mood, and who could blame her? Her army of Super-women continued to grow at an
accelerated rate, very soon she would be able to test their effectiveness as a
military force in remote areas of the world. Once that was successful, as she
believed it would be, she would then wage her campaign of female power across
the known world and subjugate the male population to little more than slaves.
Although she was the only princk, she knew how to create other's like her that
would help speed up the empowerment cycle even faster.

Marion was so pleased that she retired to her bedroom, with an accompanyment
of about 6 slaves. Steven and Jerry heard their sorry screams, bones cracking,
and flesh being mangled as Marion enjoyed herself for a couple of hours. As
the two men sat in the parlor, Laura entered, freshly cleaned from her ordeal
in the arena and glowing with pride.

"Did you enjoy my show?" She asked excitedly. Steven and Jerry responded by
nodding their heads. Marion had not allowed them to speak, and Laura seemed to
know that was the case. "Well, I'm glad you did, I'm going to head back to the
compound. Bye!" Laura sauntered off, leaving the two men to deliberate their
situation.

It occured to Steven that his Will had been somehow blocked from his physical
form. Whatever was in Marion's princkazonian cum had reduced him to nothing
more than observer over his body. Both of the men took the time while Marion
was busy to think on their problem, and wonder if their was anything they
could do about it. They hadn't gotten far when Marion emerged from her room,
her cock was still stiff and swollen, the remains of some poor bastard still
clinging to it. Her room was a complete mess of male gore and bones, and of
course Steven and Jerry were sent in to clean it up. "Just because you have
above -average bodies, you are still MY slaves." Marion taunted them. The men
went to work as Marion set about her duties.

Laura arrived back at the compound, flush with excitement. She crowded with
the other younglings telling them of her first foray into the Arena. The other
young super-women listened with glee as Laura described how she destroyed each
of the insignificant males that attempted to make their escape from her. Laura
noticed that the sun was settling down for the evening as she finished her
narrative, each youngling was then taken by an Elder to their domicile and
prepped for bed. Laura however, lay awake, her thoughts on the excitement of
the arena, thoughts that eventually prompted her to take action.

Laura waited until eveything had quieted down, then stole out the door of her
room into the courtyard of the sleeping quarters for Watchers in training. She
wore a skin tight black one-piece suit that covered most of her torso and
roughly half of her thighs. She cautiously made her way across the compound,
cutting it close a couple of times with gaurds on duty. Displaying her skill,
Laura found one of the hidden entrances to the compound, and punched in the
code that was given to here when she became a Watcher trainee, and fled out
into the night.

Steven & Jerry slumbered peacefully until they were rudely awoken by Marion.
"Get up, we have a problem." she curtly told them. The men stumbled sleepy
into Marion's small conference room adjacent to her living quarters. Erica was
present, the gorgeously muscled Native American woman sat with her face set in
grim fury. The men found chairs and sat obediently waiting for Marion to
speak.

"Roughly two hours ago, Laura escaped from the this compound. According to our
access logs, she used her Watcher code at the south gate approximately
11:36pm. Erica, making her rounds, noticed Laura absent from her room and did
a thorough search of the compound. Tracks matching Laura were found outside
the south gate and they head in the direction of Dunsmir. A small, piss-ant
town roughly five miles from here." Her gaze took in all that was seated as
she continued. "Needless to say, until we are ready, secrecy is paramount to
the Compound. Our greatest strength, for now, is that the world at large
doesn't know we exist." Erica sat stewing in fury as Marion went on, "This is
the first time this has happened, I expected our younglings to be better
trained, but we will deal with that later. Thankfully, Laura slipped up and
used her code so we at least know how she left, and where she is heading...and
who will be going after her." Marion raised her eyebrows suggestively as
Lizzie and Cassie entered the meeting room. The two gorgeous ebony sisters
bulged heavily with muscle, the chairs creaked under their weight as they
seated themselves.

"These two will accompany the men to retrieve her." Steven & Jerry shot
suprised looks at Marion, they hadn't expected this. In the very back of thier
minds, a fleeting sense of hope for escape emereged. Cassie and Lizzie nodded
obediently. "You know what to do, so I won't waste anyone's time. Bring her
back with a minimum of exposure, and some more slaves if possible." Marion
ended the meeting and Cassie & Lizzie escorted the men outside to a panel
truck. The night air was a little crisp, Lizzie's watch read 1:05am they had
roughly 6 hours before sunrise.

"Ahhh...I'm so looking forward to rounding up weak males." Lizzie sighed. The
young woman's freakishly huge musculature looked ready to burst from her
clothes as she climbed into the van in front her sister and the men. The girls
had a slave driving to reduce any suspicion and the back of the van was
outfitted with mats and seats for the trip. "Welll...haven't seen you boys in
a while, Cassie and I have been too busy building up our magnificent bodies,
in case you hadn't noticed." she laughed flexing her obcene biceps, each
bulging mass of black steel swelled upwards easily 27" around. Cassie slipped
in next to Steven as Lizzie made herself comfortable by Jerry as the van
exited the Compound heading towards Dunsmir.

Cassie reached down putting her warm hand on the swollen mass that lay under
Steven's slave cloth. "My, my, Marion wasn't kidding about what happened to
you two." Cassie cooed. She gently unfastened the clasps that held Steve's
slave cloth exposing his large endowment. Cassie issued a little squeal, as
she felt Steven's member enlarge itself in her grip. Cassie watched amazed as
she felt his cock turn to iron in her hand engorging itself to thick pole of
nearly 20" in lenght and as fat as two beer cans. Lizzie had roughly undressed
Jerry and was now working his cock in a similar manner, Jerry's massive prong
surged forth as Lizzie inhaled his cock, he felt the hot wet cavern of her
mouth envelope his rod, her tongue tickling the sensitive underside. Lizzie
arched her massive back higher and proceeded to swallow Jerry's engorged penis
down her warm throat. Amazed Jerry watched as Lizzie took his cock to the
hilt, her chin resting on his enlarged balls. She playfully worked her tongue
and throat muscles as Jerry was driven into pure extacy.

Cassie impaled herself on Steven as the truck bounded its way towards Dunsmir.
Lizzie felt Jerry explode into her throat, as she hastily swallowed his cum.
The two girls had their way with them, until the driver signaled they were
approaching the sleepy little town. the driver pulled into an alley between
two small buildings and Cassie opened the back the of the van as they tumbled
out. "Sweep the area, as quitetly as possible, avoid any contact with the
mundanes, and once you've located Laura, use these." Cassie handed everyone a
small device with a green button. "This is a simplified GPS locator, I'll be
able to locate you exactly where you are using the equipment installed in the
van. We will then pick up Laura and be back to the compound before daybreak."

"Has this ever happened before?" Jerry inquired to Lizzie as the trio made
their way out from the dark alley. "Nah...I mean...some of us get the urge to
see outside the compound, but most of us are satisfied with the fact that the
whole world will be our playground in the near future." Lizzie grunted. She
scanned the empty street, searching intently. "What if Laura puts up any
resistance?" Steven asked. "We have ways of dealing with that as well" Cassie
mentioned. The trio made their way into the night.

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Laura had run most of the distance as soon as she cleared the gate. Her
powerfully muscled legs carried her body over the low hills and scrub brush
for miles. She nither broke a sweat or felt in any way fatiqued. She stopped
when she felt she was at a safe distance, and looked around. The moon shone
brightly across the lightly forested hills, she could could barely see the
meager light from Dunsmir roughly a couple of miles away. She decided that she
would head towards the town, and set foot in that direction.

Along the way, Laura happened upon a small house nestled in the woods. She
stared, not familar with the homes of mundane humans, and curiosity got the
better of her as she approached the domicile. From out of nowhere a dog rushed
around the corner growling and made a bee-line for Laura. Startled, Laura
caught the dog in her hand, aided by superb reflexes, as it lept for her face
barking and snapping. Annoyed she crushed the dog's throat, it's body spasming
in her grip as she saw more lights being flicked on inside the house. Laura
stepped into the shadows as a man appeard carrying a rifle. "Boxer? Boxer?
*thweeet* here boy!" she heard the man call. He wondered out a little further
into the yard, Laura partially hidden by a lean-to, and had not yet seen the
carcass of his pet. A woman appeard in the light of the porch asking the man
what was wrong. "I'm not sure, but...what the??" He had noticed Boxers
crumpled body on the ground, just outside the fringe of light from the porch.
As he stepped towards the dog, he stepped into the shadows and didn't notice
the large hulking figure that approached from behind him. Sensing a presence,
he spun only to see an incredibly huge figure standing before him cloaked in
darkness. "Holly, get inside quick!" He yelled, as he raised his rifle.
However, he never got the chance to fire it. Working on pure instinct, Laura
struck out with her arm grabbing the rifle and spinning. The force hurled the
man into the side of the lean-to as he finally let go of the rifle. He heard a
groaning sound as Laura twisted the rifle into a U - shape and dropped it to
the ground. His head banged with pain as he saw the figure move towards him,
his wife still screaming from the proch. He yelled one last time as he felt
large expansive hands grab his face and legs.

Laura muffled the man's screaming slightly with her hand as she drove her knee
into his middle. The impact shattered is ribs, compressed his guts, and
snapped his spine. The combonation instantly making him go numb with pain. She
held the broken body in the crook of her arms, and he swore in the faint
moonlight he saw a child's face smiling down on him as Laura flexed her
ungodly arms. She compacted the body easily, the man lost amidst a sea of arm
and chest muscle. Laura cooed contentedly as she felt the body compress
smaller, his bones buckle and break against the flexing onslaught of her upper
body. When she completed her mammoth flex, the man's body was nothing more
than a trickle of blood dripping from her elbows. She had smashed the body
with such high pressure that it looked as if it had been through a food
processor.

Laura let the man's remains slough onto the ground and then proceeded towards
the house. The wife still stood on the porch and screamed once again as the
blood covered form of Laura strode powerfully towards her. The woman ran
inside, her teenage sons running to meet her, as she bolted the door. "Call
the sheriff! Now!" she yelled. One of the boys started for the phone as they
all heard a loud crash coming from the bolted front door. The door flew from
it's hinges in splinters showering the hallway and anteroom. The woman, and
her sons gaped as Laura lowered her leg. She stood easily two feet above the
door and was certainly wider than the opening. All the family could see in the
house was two massive pillars of muscular legs coupled with an equally
muscular lower torso. Seconds passed before Laura plowed her her way into the
house, breaking more wood framing easily. The woman gasped as she finally saw
Laura's angelic young face perched upon a humongusly muscled body. The woman
began to scream as Laura lurched forward like a football player running to the
goal line. The frail female's body smacked against Laura's near impenetrable
skin, muscles bulging she shurged forth crunching the woman between her
immense form and the house wall. The plaster and wood framing buckled easily
as the teenagers watched in horror as their mother was sandwiched like a rag
doll. Laura forcefully burst through the wall, plaster raining down as the
broken form of the woman was smeared against her body. Laura had suffciently
crushed the woman to death, her remains barely clinging to her awesome
physique as parts of the woman fell to the floor. Laura laughed.

A loud bang sounded and Laura felt somthing tickle her back. She turned to see
the two teens, one of them holding another rifle, and the other frantically
dialing 911. "That wasn't nice!" Laura scolded them.The teen holding the gun
looked stupified as Laura brushed their mother's remains off her form and
strode towards them. Another bang, and the bullet bounced off her hide
careening into the ceiling. "Hello?...Police? the teen was beginning to when
Laura slapped him across the head smashing the phone to pieces against the
side of his head and smacking him into the wall. He lay still as Laura ripped
the rifle from the other boy's hands. She eyed the gun for second before
crumpling the useless weapon in her hands. The teenage boy stood trembling
before the massive young girl, she flexed her obscenely huge bicep in the
boy's face, the golden boulder of muscle sprouting bigger than his head. "Go
on, I know you want to touch it..." Laura teased. The boy involuntarily had a
hard-on stretching forward from his underwear, the air permeated with Laura's
musky scent, as he hand rested on her gargantuan bicep. He gasped as the arm
felt like hot steel contained in silky soft skin. Laura sexily twisted her
forearm causing the bicep to ebb and flow beneath his grip like a steel
tsunami. His hands roamed her arm, and her chest, feeling the sinful softness
of her breasts that lay perched atop slabs of amazingly huge chest muscles.
"Getting a little too frisky for your own good eh?" Laura giggled. The boy
froze in fear. The situation slamming back into his mind.

Laura heard the other teen groaning on the floor, holding the one boy in her
powerful grasp, she picked the other off the floor, still groggy from the
impact. "It must be SOOOO much fun being brothers." Laura said. She stood them
in front of her towering physique and stripped the underwear off of each them,
exposing their boners. "Hmmm...still a little small for your age...I
guess...". she coyingly played with each of their erections, sending the two
teens over the edge. "Hmmm...such a lovely show of affection..." Laura cooed.
Moving forward, she trapped each boy between her humongous legs, she cradled
their heads in her vast arms as the faced one another, lust quickly turning to
terror.

Sighing softly, Laura began to slowly flex her thighs, the mass of her legs
ballooning outwards. The boys were mashed up against one another between her
steel cabled legs, gargantuan teardrops of muscled sensously flexed bigger,
they began to scream in pain as Laura's inhumanly muscular legs began to
compress the two teen's together. She laughed as the two boy's felt their
bodies being squashed together, they moaned and whimpered, clawing fruitlessly
at Laura's massive arms as she smiled, her pretty face looking at them over a
sea of golden muscles.

Cracking sounds echoed throughout the house as Laura poured more power into
her leg flex. The fragile teen's lower bodies were hopelessly smashed together
by the sheer force of Laura's power packed thighs. She had compressed each of
their lower torso's to paste as she growled out one more spasm of power,
feeling her legs come together with no resistence. Her panties and shorts were
soaked with her fluids, as she got a sexual high off of destroying the young
boy's in her legs. Near death, the teen's feebly laid their heads in her
massive arms. Their life ebbing away quickly as blood and bits of bone ran
fleely onto the floor. Laura bent down and softly kissed each boy's forehead,
and with a euphoric smile slowly pulled her arms into her massive bosom. Soft
cracking sounds were heard as Laura felt their skulls buckle against her
superbly muscled arms. She flattened each of the teen's heads in the crook of
her arm, blood and other body matter leaking from her flexed biceps. She
unflexed her gargantuan body, the remains slopping onto the floor. She struct
a huge double-biceps pose, the mighty muscle of her body flexing upwards in
eruptions of muscle.

After the furious sensations of her kill subsided, Laura stripped and showered
the remains off her body, sensuously rubbing each muscular inch of her body.
She then pulled on her compound uniform and went outside. In the glow of the
moonlight, Laura stood on the side of the house and taking a small breath,
punched her arms through the house wall flexing furiously, she tore at support
beams and plaster as she walked herself through the wall meeting literally no
resistence. Rampaging around the home like juggernaut she blasted her physique
through the all supporting walls, weaking the entire structure. Within
minutes, the house toppled into itself from all the damage, the stillness of
the night shattered by all the noises of desctruction.

Laura enjoyed her destructive rampage, she loved the feeling of metal, wood,
steel, and other strong materials crumple like paper in her grip, unable to
withstand the powerful force of her body. Once reducing the home to rubble,
she strode off into the night, her eyes attracted to the faint glow on the
horizon, she knew the town of Dunsmir lay very near, and with a dangerous
gleam in her eyes she advanced on the unsuspecting township....

***end part 8***